u/mobiusdick23

*ADA-1 was lounging in her workstation deep in the tower, sat behind her desk and casually tapping away on a screen while checking on her looms printjob. With a sigh as she sees the progress is still stalled, she leans back and taps the desk. This dammed weapon component is impossible to get right, her threads are simply VASTLY underperforming. She needs to find something with a innate capacity to resist breaking to weave with... but that will have to wait. She stands, and her, frankly, gargantuan horsecock is exposed as she sits up from her desk. She recently found the instructions on how to create it, making it a rather massive upgrade from her stock internal cock. Of course, the main downside to having such a girthy cock is how she cant really hide it inside her chassis anymore. No matter, she has no issue letting the guardians oggle it, so long as they refrain from acting stupid around it. She walks over to her kiosk, thick barrel of a cock slapping her plush cushions of thighs as her balls are perfectly cradled by them, leaking transparent precum down to the floor. She stands at her kiosk with a minor grunt as she sees a alert, theirs a guardian coming up the soundproofed hallway.*

"Hello, lightbearer. Do you have some synthread for me, or perhaps a bountry to turn in?"

*she puts on a fake smile, masking her hatred of these lightbearing scum. Immortal children acting like fools, taking works of art like the weapons she makes and treating them like toys... she wants nothing more than to tell the guardian who just came in, a bubbly hunter lass wearing a summer bikini and beachcoat, to throw herself off the tower. But she has need of them for the synthweave they bring..*

"Yep, i got a few spools just for you! Hehe, took me a while to milk all those vex for the bounty but i did it! Here, all yours!"

*the bimbo drops off seven rolls of white thread onto her desk, letting one roll off onto the floor. ADA internally groans at the careless slut before her, and the paltry offerings of cheap weave. Nevertheless, she must stay professional.*

"pick that up, ill add it to your account in just a momment... might i intrest you in another bounty?-NNNGH?!?!"

*the bimbo hunter had dropped to her knees, scooping up the roll of thread... then looking forwards at ADA-1s new cock. Its flared head throbs visibly before her, leaking precum drop by drop as light fixtures along the shaft glow with every flex. Without warning, the hunter had reaches out and grabbed the head, lifting it up and planting a hand on her head-sized nuts to masage them around. They audibly slosh as her tip fires out a splurt of pre onto her face*

"Woah! I never knew you had a upgrade coming! This is sooooo cool! So warm as well, its like im stroking a heating pad!"

*"dont murder her, dont murder her, dont murder her..." ADA-1 repeats in her head over and over as she clenches her fists and glares daggers at the bimbo, who had a bratty grin as she places the tip on her face and smiles up at her. The vanguard is already suspicious as to how so many guardians go missing every week to her bounties, she cant just keep-*

"Y-yes it is new, and NONE of your concern, just like everything else besides our official business. Now please stand up and return your focus to the-GWUH!~"

*she moans out loudly, before clamping a hand over her mouth. The hunter had started stroking the shaft with both hands, and smiling even wider.*

"Cmoooooon Ada, just one round? I promise ill behave after, i just wanna see your new feature in action! Pleeeease?"

*ADA says nothing, just silently contemplates how likely it is to get away with this... she clearly decides the benifits outweigh the risks, and taps a button under the table. The hallway entrance is closed as the rolling door shuts, a hologram dysplaying a "come back shortly" sign on the exterior. The bimbo looks back with a grin.*

"Yaaaay!~ your the best ada, its been HOURS since i had something to suck on... eh?"

*she looks back to see ada stroking her shaft as it grows by a foot and a half, the huge tip pressing on her face.*

"Oh, thats... a bit big for me, aint it darling?"

"Relax, its not going inside of you..."

"Oh, cool! Then what's it for-"



*GLRK-SCRNCH...! SLORSH..*

*ada lays back on a bench in her workshop, her massive balls packed with the fat titted hunter. She struggles and screams as the slop of reclamation fluid sinks into her bare skin, her bikini bottoms being used to stroke her shaft as she groans. The blue lights on her balls show a meter that slowly fills...*

"Every time... "oh i was just teasing ada, oh please ada, it burns! Cmon ada, let me out, please!" Like you weren't asking for it.... why cant any of you whores just leave well enough along and stay on your best behavior?!"

*she punctuates by driving both feet into the squirming sack, firmly pushing her head under the sea of cum. She grunts and growls, enjoying the feeling of her struggles intensifying before...*

"Excuse me, my guardian may be a dumbass, but can we hurry this on? I wanna revive her so she can appolagize and we can move on."

*...right. ghosts. This guardians little spark pops up just over her head as she was about to reach orgasm, and tells her to hurry it along? How rude! She reaches up and grabs the little spark, and presses it to her oozing tip.*

"H-hey, let go! Wai-glmpft!"

"Accursed guardians... so used to a abject lack of consiquence you wont even fight for your life properly... gods i hope you watch your ghost melt to batter before your very eyes... im going to enjoy writing your fatality report, you useless slut!"

*with that, ada resumes her full-power kicking, clenching and boiling goonsesh. Her balls tense, glow and audibly muffled screams build as she clenches down hard... her balls bounce off the metal bench, slamming down hard enough to dent it every time she clenches. With a beep, the readout on her balls shows that the ghost has melted away.. with a hearty final GLORP, her balls shrink down to their regular head-sized mass before expanding out to a massively bloated slorshing sack. Ada breathes heavily and grasps her head..*

"Finally, you know true death... gods i hope that hurt, you lightbearing whore... nngsh..."

*...a few minutes later, ada is carrying a massive purple condom in one hand into her private vault. Past racks of black armour weapons and armour, she finds a shelving unit where dozens of condoms line each shelf. She walks past them all, giving a few a small poke as she admires her handwork. Every condom has their vanguard ID and photo printed to it, along with her reason for killing them. Most often it was some variation of "bothered me" or "got handsy." The bimbo hunter is dropped on the hunter shelf, between a exo femboy who tried to grope her tits, and a awoken milf who refused to put on pants. The hunters condom soon reads "wanted to experience my new dick." Inside floats her bikini top, and the shattered remains of a ghost shell. Just like every other condom with ghost shells and armour shards floating in their goey remains.*

"Fucking useless... if i could, id put every one of you in a condom just like this... now i have to forge a new KIA report. Thank fuck the hive are so active this year... easy to slip a new report in with everything."

Hey, thanks for reading! Second time writing this stuff out, trying to improve my stuff. Recommendations or help welcome!

*the lightbearing wizard, in her massive 8 foot form, hovered next to her compatriot-kin. A lightbearing knight, one whos gargantuan pillar of ribbed, green hivecock flexed and throbbed as a awoken titans bare ass kicks and squirms against the pull of the knights cock. The wizard was similarly engourged, but instead she had three ghosts inside her balls desperately trying to escape before the swirling cum of the wizard breaks them down. A simple runic band around her cock prevents them squirming out before she wants.*

"Playing with your meal again, lovely?~" *the wizard asks, slapping the flexing, pulsating meat of her kin. The slap makes her loose focus and slurp the titan up instantly, joining her fireteam in the knights massive, rune-covered balls where their paniced, franticed screams build louder. But thanks to the knights powers, their all suppressed while inside.*

"Nngh..! I was trying to savor her despair, you impatient worm... you prepared for the ritual?"

"Of course!~ first i just..." *she plants both hands on her nuts, clenching them tightly as green fire engulfs her balls. Of course, SHES unaffected! But in her nuts, the poor ghosts are being cooked. Thanks to the runic band, its a pressure cooking as well that builds stacks of crush AND scorch to each one! She grunts and shudders, floating forwards to a massive ritual bowl already swirling with thick, bubbling green ball-tar.* "...process these little lights into proper fuel! Fuuuuck...!"

*she groans as her balls glow bright green, then FLASH loudly with three small explosions of light that are entirely contained by the walls of her nuts. Said light is contained and processed as the wizard begins stroking her cock, the bright white glow turning burning green.*

"Y-you can... finish the lightbearers off darling... fuck, so much power!..."

*the knight grins, and grabs her balls with both hands. A waiting pair of acolytes come with a thick, rubbery layer of hive matter. A condom. It takes both of them to stretch it over her cock as she pushes on her balls with glowing purple hands. The already supressed guardians feel a building pressure, then are physically pushed against eachother and squeezed by her balls.* "thats right, pathetic whelps... scream, beg, whimper.... fucking die, DIE!~..." *her balls squeeze up and clench, clearly defining the threes outlines as she tilts her head back and forces more power into her hands.*

**KRRRK... CRNCH... SKRNCH!**

*and with that, their bodies are instantly melted down. Cum gushes out like a faucet, along with armour and bones, into the condom. As it stretches and sloshes from every pump of her balls, the last skull gets stuck. Sighing, she pulls the condom off and reaches her whole arm down her dick before pulling the dripping skull out* "a pain till the end, these guardians... this one wont even join her teams grave." *she then crushes the skull with a flex of her hand, into powder that she lets fall away as she ties the condom up. Just as the wizard fires a massive load of fresh cursed light cum into the basin, the knight walks past and hooks the condom onto a big meathook. One among dozens, one for every fireteam they have sacrificed*

"How many more will we need?"

"Oh... hah.... just another dozen ghosts will do, lover... fuuuuck i love guardians~"

*the cabal centurion bucks his hips, his massive, thick log of a cock throbbing and dribbling pre as his balls thrash with the form of a guardian. He was fucking a huge, armoured breeding mount that looks like it was designed for horses. Instead, it was used to milk guardians out of the centurion bull responsible for execution of guardians. See, to PERMANENTLY kill a guardian takes days of sexual torture in a specialized sex pod, with arc prods on every egredgious zone and vibrating dildos in every orrofice milking you for all your sanity as max-power light suppresants scour you of every drop while your ghost is slowly crushed in a nearby press. The centurion was cleaning out the pods as they had caught a handful more guardians today, the psions at the other end had a pushcart loaded up with bonefilled latex coffins. One was carrying the last, a awoken slut of a hunter, to the cart. Her ghosts flattened frame glints with her bleached skull... such a lewd sight makes the cabal grunt and roar, his balls clenching hard enough to make the titans cow tits clearly defined... before shes CRUSHED into paste in his balls with a sickening crunch. A psion casually marks another execution as complete as he cums the gallons of lightbearer rhino jizz into the tripple-reinforced rubber of the condom, bones and armour bits floating inside. One of the psions writes the prisoner number and tapes a picture to it, and hauls it over his shoulder as the psion by the centurion gently marks another kill on his balls: 57th titan, to his 32 warlocks and 85 hunters. As he pulls his cum and sweat soaked dick from the mount, another shaking and gushing slut is brought before him and bent over a table. Another hunter... his dick already rising, he smiles and slaps her ass as her ghost is placed in the press. Driving two thumbs into her ass and spreading that hole wide, he gets ready for his favorite show... "imortal realizing this times for real and shes going to die pointlessly in a pair of fucking rhino nuts and gets shot into a mass produced condom" *the eggbearer was in her pit, the huge futa minotaur hovering in place as her balls thrash and squirm and churn. Her sack, nestled in between two plush glowing white thighs, drips atsmospheric radiolaria like sweat as the heat builds. Her cock, a massive flared horsecock of glowing white radiolaria, is stroked by her free hand as more radiolaria drips off her melon sized tits, both atsmospheric and condensed radiolaria "milk." Inside her powerful "paracausality containment units", the fireteam is getting heated. Stacks of "melting light" are applied, forcing their light to melt in the pool of hyperconcentrated radiolaria as they also clench, applying "crushing depths." She raises a hand, and the glow of her balls intensified as she ensures their light is entirely contained by the radiolaria as she summons a network of specialized vex datalatice around her dick. As the stacks reach max, they feel their ghosts fizzle out as their light burns off, and with that they outlive their use to the eggbearer mind. She simply CLENCHES.... and SLAMS her balls off the floor... and SQUEEZES her boiling nuts till she senses no solid matter remaining. A event that takes several minutes of rough, ballbashing and screaming agony to finish. But when it is, thick ropes of glowing radiolaria are shot like geysers into the latice condom as it bloats and sloshes, the faces of the fireteam getting plastered on the side. The condom traps all the light inside to prevent any resurection, even if their ghosts wernt also drifting in the condom... and a harpy flies over to lift the condom and drop it into a big bin of them. This is the 176th fireteam MURDERED by her balls, and as such the bin is quite large... its only a matter of time before she gets fed by the raid team instead*

I love destiny, but i think snuffing godkillers in sweaty, musky nuts is genuinely arousing. Anyone else have ideas for destiny cockvore? Might make more short stories