R-Corp Olivia stops thinking about the ProjMoon situation

The Reindeer panted as she slammed back first into a wall, purple hair matted to the back of her neck by sweat. Fuck, was she the last one left? This Abnormality's capabilities were far beyond what was reported... what else was new, though? Olivia, R-Corp Reindeer, gripped her stave tighter and held her breath as she listened intently. The silence was deafening, no sound except her synapses screaming in pain. She risked peaking around the corner for a visual... empty. Okay, maybe she's safe here...?

A beastial paw slapped down on her shoulder as soon as that thought was finished and she felt her bones creaking under the pads. Fuck! She leapt back and swung her stave into it's snout in the same instance, migraine pain blinding her as she used enough mental energy to rip it off the abnormality's head. It simply tilted that head, a substance that one could only hope was blood pouring like a waterfall. The beast appeared to be a massive wolf, or a hound perhaps? It's fur shifted like shadows and it seemed to generate flame from nowhere. The detached snout curled into something resembling a grin as it stood up on it's own fur and walked back up the body, re-attaching itself. Olivia's vision swam as she dug her heels into the cracked linoleum, ready to bash it apart again as soon as it got close.

And so the beast opened it's mouth wide and a burst of flame erupted forward instead, leaving her swearing and leaping to the side. She avoided the majority of it, but could feel it's heat licking at her heels. And then at her mind, as with a gasp images flooded in. Strong paws pushing her head into the dirt, pussy spread brutally wide under a thick red rocket. The world collapsing under pleasure no mind could withstand, faces and thoughts melting like an ice cube in a pan. Nothing more than a beast in heat under a beast in rut.

Shaking the images from her mind she found that distraction was all it took for the abnormality to have closed the distance, eyes full of stars staring into hers with a shocking amount of intelligence. She attempted to swing her staff again but found it caught by a paw. A flex of animal muscle snapped it in half between soft pads, the beast's slobber soaked tongues lolling out of it's muzzle as it emitted a sound like a hyena laughing, throwing it's head back and howling that sound out so intensely it fell onto it's back.

In a flash of motion and thought Olivia slammed her fist straight through it's exposed stomach, leaving a crater and spray of viscera behind. Brain still screaming at her she stumbled away as the beast howled now in pain, a disconnected pile of body parts. She could hear it reforming behind her. How the fuck could she keep this thing down?! She didn't even know how long they'd been fighting anymore, couldn't remember how many comrades she'd lost at the beginning of the battle. Why was she here, again? Shaking her head and sending hair flying everywhere, the wild-looking Reindeer dismissed those thoughts. Mental energy was better spent on the task at hand. If the beast reformed when ripped apart, then maybe... fuck, did she have enough in the tank to destroy it all at once?

Rising back to it's paws the beast glowered at her, eyes that once reflected a beautiful cosmos of stars now reflecting a cosmos reaching it's end under unceasing supernova. The flame around it rose in height and heat, the ceiling and floor around it bubbling and melting. The choice was made for her when the beast's jaw snapped in half to open it's maw wide as possible, that flame gathering into a single point. The air bent and burnt around it, and even as exhausted as she was Olivia knew she couldn't avoid such an attack, so she had to match it.

Every ounce of neural electricity was gathered, every thought, every memory. The totality of who she was compressed into a single point before her, mimicking the abnormality's charging attack. Space and time warped around the two as they awaited the other's first movement. The beast fired first. No longer flame, a beam so pure you couldn't even call it plasma. The concept of heat and destruction itself fired at her, meeting the concept of Olivia, R-Corp Reindeer in the middle of the room, visibly decaying around them, unable to handle this.

Those visions hit her brain again. Thoughtless pleasure, strong muscles the only thing keeping her from being destroyed under her rutting partner's strength. A soft stomach full of their young, breasts already leaking milk and covered in drool. She dismissed them with a scream that became a hoarse howl. Call it corporate loyalty, call it survival instinct, call it luck. Whatever it was, the beast's own attack began to lose ground in this beam struggle. Inches turning into feet as the totality of Olivia slammed into it.

Fur simply ceased to be under the force of the blow, flame dismissed into wisps of smoke, atoms dissolving into sheer entropy. Falling to her knees and then her stomach, Olivia gasped and panted for air, daring not to think lest the pain in her brain kill her now. Whatever celebrating she was capable of in this moment was short lived as she forced her eyes up and was met with a single hair of fur floated in the air before her, before catching flame. Flame that grew and grew, taking on a humanoid silhouette.

Fur grew to match that silhouette, bone, muscle and flesh manifesting from entropy in a manner that would drive mad someone with the capacity to comprehend it. In moments the beast was back to life in a new shape, a pornographic parody of a human woman under the fur of an animal. "Sheesh! That was pretty crazy." the beast finally spoke, before laughing like a hyena again. "How'd you do that?!" it asked, swaying hips to look down at Olivia. The only answer was a pained gurgle and whimper as blood poured down her nose as she tried to summon any thought.

"Oh, you did a number on yourself. Normally I have to do that, so kind of you to do it for me! Seeing as you don't have a round two in you, I guess I'll just take my spoils." another cackling laugh as far more dexterous than before paws ripped Olivia's armor off piece by piece. She was left there covered in her own blood sweat and grime, completely exposed and helpless as a simply absurdly sized canine cock erupted from the beast's sheath. Then the world went dark as fur covered tits blinded her eyes, leaving her unprepared for penetration. She would scream if she had anything left in her. Writhe, rail against the dying of the light. But Olivia was nothing more than a ragdoll under the beast as her cervix did nothing to stop the knotted cock slamming into her womb.

All she could do was mindlessly accept her fate until twin tongues slid past the tits engulfing her head and into her ears. Even through the pain and pleasure she felt a connection made, felt an entire universe of alien thought enter her. She understood creation's totality. "Whoah! What the fuck? Did one of us make this world?" the beast, the Hellhound, thought into her mind. "Seems fun. I'd love to learn more from you, but I like my moms dumb as fuck. Sorry!" another hyena-laugh was Olivia's final cognizant thought as she felt a suction.

She understood that her intelligence was being drained away for only a moment before that became too complicated a realization for her. Humanity faded into a concept also too complicated in time as energy returned to her body. Drool poured out of her mouth like a waterfall as fatigue toxins in her muscles simply ceased to exist. Wordless barks of sheer pleasure and joy escaped her slack jaw as her hips began to wildly thrust in time with the Hellound's own.

Everything became nothing. The body once known as Olivia was nothing more than a womb and a wet pussy before she even had time to comprehend that she couldn't comprehend anything anymore. A quivering pile of nothing but the simplest instinct to breed. She didn't even know when the hound had filled her with cum and pulled the knot free. Didn't realize how fat and milky her tits were getting, how distended her stomach was. How powerful her muscles were getting, as protective instincts towards her young burnt into her soul.

And she certainly didn't understand how much time had passed since then and the moment that a number of Noisy Things entered her and her mate's den. Fangs bared, the stupid pregnant animal growled incoherently at them from behind the hound's animalistic abnormality form. She would never understand just how many of her previous allies, how many new versions of herself would enter this domain to try to take them down. But in her own vague way, she did appreciate that her mate didn't fuck the other, newer hers, using them only as nourishment for their young. And so it was until the Hound grew bored of this world and took her drooling, perpetually pregnant pet to another.