On The Run-Shadowrun Smut

	One Night on the Run
		Shadowrun fapfiction. [ElfxTroll, mild breast expansion]

The run had not gone as planned. The team had planned for a routine snatch-and-grab with minimal resistance and brought little firepower; nothing bigger than Thaw’s assault rifle. They didn’t expect the small office complex to be a fully secured Mitsuhama Z-Zone. SinTax died first, a combat drone filling the magician’s body with lead before the team saw it. Osprey was wounded trying to disable some of the building’s security, and before Thaw could put it down an airborne drone’s machine gun had put a trio of bullets in Osprey’s skull. Thaw, the massive troll, made only bigger by cyberware, had called for a retreat before they were overwhelmed. He and Pinball had made it to where Blackbox, the team’s rigger, was waiting with the getaway vehicle. Pinball wiped the sweat from her brow, thinking they were safe when Blackbox’s eyes flew open and foam began to pour from the corner of his mouth. Sparks were flying from Blackbox’s data jack and he could feel his teeth bite his tongue in two. Before he died he managed to mutter the words “Black IC. That’s fucking cheating”.

	Pinball had jacked into the vehicle and used her lackluster driving skill to make it to the team’s safe house while Thaw picked off the pursuing drones with his rifle. In the dim light of the coffee shop basement the two of them paused to take in the situation. More than half the team was dead and Mitsuhama of all corps’ was after them. Pinball saw Thaw angrily punching the wall, his burly chrome cyberlimbs and the ram-like horns on his head reflecting the yellow light of the safe house’s single dim bulb. With the help of her cybereyes she could just make out her reflection in Thaw’s mechanical bicep; a small, almost waifish elfin figure who clearly spent too much time inside. Her neon-blue hair cropped short in stark contrast to the long brown ponytail between Thaw’s horns. As the team’s hacker she wasn't as dressed for combat as Thaw; where he wore bandoleers and a stolen SWAT outfit, she was decked out with a leather jacket and cutoff jeans. Her appearance made feel a pang of guilt for coming so unprepared; her legs were completely unarmored and the fishnet stockings she had on were at odds with the layered Kevlar around Thaw’s tree trunk-like legs.

“Eighteen thousand!” grunted Thaw, his fists balled with rage. “Three runners dead and we don’t even get our stink’n eighteen thousand!” Thaw’s servos whined as he punched the wall as hard as he could, leaving a hole in the wall the size of a dinner plate. Pinball could only nod halfheartedly as the adrenaline from the chase started to wear off, leaving her drained. The gravity of the situation was starting to hit her as well. Laughable, friendly Osprey was gone, along with SinTax, who had helped her break out of prison not a month earlier. She didn’t know much about Blackbox, the dwarf was always to absorbed in his machines to giver her any notice, but he had been polite and helpful when the situation had arose. Now all that was left was her and the brash, violent, antisocial Thaw, who she always assumed was halfway to being a Cyberzombie anyways.
“And now we’re stuck in some fuckin’ hole in the middle of the fuckin’ barrens with the worst corp in the ‘biz looking for us.” With that the troll sunk to the ground and grabbed his horns, his face shifting from one of rage to one of melancholy.
“I cant see how you can stay so fuckin’ calm in all this. Im the one with ‘wires, adrenal pumps, chrome limbs and enough frakkin ammo to waste half the city block and you’re the one with the cool head.”
Pinball’s cyber eyes automatically analyzed Thaw’s facial structure, his temperature, his expression and a half dozen other intricacies and presented her with an analysis of his mood. Pinball mentally dismissed the data and walked over to Thaw, resting a hand on his cold, steel shoulder. He turned his head and looked into her yellow eyes with their artificial, octagonal irises. Despite her cybernetic eyes, there was a very real expression of worry on her face.

“Im just as worried as you are big guy.” She said
“But I need you to quit freaking out on me. We've both had an awful day and your just making it worse.”
Thaw sprang up with unnatural speed, a gift from the wires replacing portions of his nervous system, his expression simmering with anger. “You think I’m making your day worse keebler? If you weren't such an ice queen all the time maybe I wouldn’t act like a glitches chiphead when your around!”
Thaw grunted and grabbed her elbows with his huge, cold hands. Pinball shrieked as he lifted her off the ground and dangled her in front of him. Pinball’s software detected Thaw was arming his adrenal gland and wired reflexes. She’d seen this behavior before in Thaw, and heard reports of people with excessive ‘ware acting irrational while she was browsing the matrix.
“Quit it trog!” Pinball screamed, jerking her head .
“Three of our friends are geeked and icing me wont bring them back. You need to get a handle on your emotions before you do something you regret!”
Thaw seemed to contemplate her words for a moment before dropping her to the floor. The troll disarmed his cyber ware and stomped his way over to the dirty couch that was the sole furniture in the safe house.
“I aint through with ya slot.” Thaw said through gritted fangs. “But it aint worth geeking you. So you better appreciate that.”
With that Thaw stripped down to his undershirt and boxers, revealing his augmented, impossibly muscular physique.  He collapsed onto the couch, it creaking under his weight and activated his sleep regulator, passing out into a dreamless slumber.

Pinball however, was left without anything to sleep on and the cyberware to put herself under. All she could manage was to pull her clothes tight and try to drift off to sleep on the cold concrete floor. She loaded up a slow melody onto her commlink’s music player. and turned off her cybereyes and laid down, wondering how Thaw had come to revile her so.

Pinball woke from her sleep, activating one eye to see what was going on. She could here voices upstairs, none of which she recognized.
“Sergeant, are you sure this is the place?”
“Intel put them at this domicile. Search the place and terminate the targets”
Pinball could hear at least four sets of feet above her, turning the coffee shop upside down, looking for the secret entrance to the safe house. She bit her tongue and got up, tip-toeing her way over to Thaw to try to awake him. Despite her best efforts she couldn’t wake Thaw, and even considered hacking into his cyberware to disable his sleep regulator, but decided against it. All Thaw did was roll over to face away from her. Pinball bit her lip and waited, dreading the men upstairs find the two criminals, especially when the one who could take a shotgun blast to the face was unconscious. After what should have been minutes but felt like hours they eventually left, cursing their bad luck. Pinball couldn’t help but feel incredibly tired, and had no desire to go back to the cold, hard floor. Thaw had rolled over, and there was just enough room for her to squeeze onto the couch. If he rolled back over he might suffocate her. But the prospect of something soft and warm to sleep on after such a stressful, awful series of events was to enticing, so she squeezed onto the couch, her face by Thaw’s feet. She could smell the troll’s musk; a mix of metal and sweat. Still she couldn’t sleep, and idly wiggled her feet. She felt her toes touch the troll’s crotch and immediately pulled away and curled into a ball.
After a moment, a wicked thought crossed the elf’s mind. Maybe she could get Thaw to cooperate her with something much simpler.

She tentatively reached out her leg and put her big toe on Thaw’s groin, pushing down and slowly stroking up and down. When he didn’t react she put the whole foot on his loins, wiggling her toes and moving her foot faster. After a minute she grew frustrated and turned around, sitting up on her hands and knees, straddling Thaw’s lower body. Hesitating at first, she pulled down Thaw’s boxer shorts and revealed his mammoth dong. It was big, even for a troll, at almost a foot long and quite wide. Pinball reached down and stroked his member, starting with just the tips of her fingers but eventually grabbing the whole thing in her hand and jerking it off. It hard and solid despite remaining flaccid, and even with a minute of giving Thaw a hand job the troll failed to get an erection.
Sighing, she gingerly reached her head down and put the head of the troll’s penis in her mouth, tasting the sweat and grit on him. She could hardly fit the entire organ in her mouth, but grabbing one of his legs for stability and holding it erect with her other hand, she slowly worked her way down Thaw’s shaft. Her mouth was stretched as wide as it could go and she could feel her cheekbones ache, but still she sucked deeper on his dick. Taking a deep breath in through her nose, she fit another inch into her mouth, the head of it nudging the back of her throat, when Thaw began to stir.
Pinball was frozen with fear. Had this been a bad idea? Would the brute kill her on the spot for it? Would he perceive this as some sort of attack? She didn’t know what to predict with the troll’s wild emotional state. Thaw opened his eyes and jerked his head up to look down at the small elf trying to fit his cock in her mouth.

The two were frozen for almost a minute, trying to figure out what the other was doing. Neither was a stranger to sex, or to having sex with strangers. Life on the streets of the sprawl rarely let anyone stay innocent for long. But to each of them, the sight of the other was jarring enough to give them pause.
Thaw broke the silence first. “It ain’t the real thing. First piece of ware I got. Here, lemme boot it up for ya.”
Pinball would have laughed if she could move her mouth, her cheeks straining to make some sort of smile. She could feel the cyber-penis in her mouth get rigid and hard as it stiffened, expanding slightly and automatically lubing itself up. She wriggled herself free of the prosthetic phallus and crawled forward until she was an inch from Thaw’s face.
“Promise you wont freak out on me?” She said. Thaw grinned, the first time he had smiled in over a day.
“Keeb, you ain’t gonna know what a freak is after im done with you.”

Before she could respond one of Thaw’s massive hands grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face into his. Thaw’s tongue prodded her lips until she opened her mouth to give him access. Pinball’s eyes read Thaw’s emotions, but she cut the data feed immediately and half closed her eyes, lost in the moment. Thaw’s bigger, flatter tongue filled her mouth up and it was all she could do to lick his and desperately try to keep up. She could feel his cold, metal hand move from the back of her head to her ear, pinching and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. The sensation of his cold, smooth fingers running over her ear was joined by his second hand slowly moving its way up her chest; first squeezing under her jacked and undershirt, then moving up her abdomen.
She withdrew from him but pressed a hand on the one playing with her ear, keeping it there. Thaw’s other hand made it to her breasts, managing to fit one of the apple-sized mounds in his palm. He toyed with it there, running a smooth, cold finger over her nipple and pinching the breast with two more. Pinball let out a pleased moan, then looked down at Thaw with a smile.
“Your not the only one whos had some work done big boy.” She said
Thaw felt the breast in his hand pulse, and ripple, expanding until it was half again its original size, spilling out of her bra, jacket and undershirt.
“Cyberbreasts, got ‘em last week from an EVO clinic.” Thaw’s smile widened. “What size does daddy like?” Pinball purred.
Thaw sat up so the two were inches from each other. Pinching her ear tightly between his fingers, which caused Pinball to blush, he said “I ain’t done an elf before. Make em nice and big for me and lets see if I keep going.”
Breathing heavier, Pinball set her breasts for DD size, and pulled off her jacket, bra and undershirt to give them space to expand. The elf’s boobs inflated like a water balloon, and once they reached the preset size they dropped and flopped like a natural pair. Thaw massaged and groped one, matching intensity and pace with the hand groping the elf’s ear until her breathing got heavy and fast, and he could feel wetness between her legs.

Thaw picked up Pinball with one hand and spun her around so she was facing away from him and pressed her down on her hands and knees. Leaning down, her yanked off her cutoffs and the panties underneath and leaned over her. He put his face right next to her ear, breathed heavily into it and whispered “I hope yer slot’s better than your mouth, ‘cause I’m giving you every inch.” Pinball bit her tongue and nodded in anticipation, Thaw placing his hands to either side of her shoulders so he completely encompassed her. Inching his cock forwards, he pressed the tip of it into her lips, mentally commanding his cybernetic dick to vibrate slightly.
Pinball closed her eyes and gritted her teeth in anticipation for the troll’s massive member, and she could feel Thaw slowly enter her mound. The vibrating member pierced her and sent waves of both pleasure and pain through the elf’s body. She gave out a throaty moan and grabbed one of her enhanced breasts, pinching the nipple. She could feel every inch of it entering her, grunting as Thaw fit six inches of his mechanical member inside her. Thaw pulled back a bit, and began to thrust in her, surprising Pinball with his intensity and speed. She threw her head back and yelped before giving a sultry glance up to her partner and moaning in time with his thrusts. Thaw switched the vibration setting on his cyber-penis so that it gave a half-strength pulse at the apex of every thrust, and doubled his pace, slamming into the elf’s pussy and causing her to buck her hips in response. He reached back and slapped her ass before grabbing both her breasts in his hands, their size big enough that they filled his cybernetic palms. The sensation of his cold, powerful fingers squeezing and rubbing her breasts, combined with the thrusting of the huge, pulsing cock made Pinball scream.
“OHHHhhhh FUCK!” She cried, rolling her eyes back I and sticking out her tongue. “Fuuuck me! Stick your huge dick in me! God I looooove it! UGHHH!”
Thaw gave her three more powerful thrusts before moving his grip so that he was holding onto her arms by her elbows, and pulled them arms back so that she was partially upright. The sensation of his big, vice-like hands keeping her immobile excited Pinball, even though she felt guilty for loving it.
“Slot, you aint seen half of what I’ve got yet” He growled into her ear before giving it a small bite. He thrust deeper into her, leaving barely an inch out of her pussy each time he entered. He mentally activated his wired reflexes, causing time to slow down from his perception. Her breasts slowly bounced as he entered her, and he could see her tongue lolling out of a corner of her mouth rise and fall with each thrust. With his wires activated, he started pounding her pussy at a pace that seemed rapid to him, but to her was inhumanely fast. He moved like a blur, going in and out and in and out almost a dozen times each second, entering her all the way to the hilt. Pinball screamed from the pain of the size of the dick inside her, but that scream quickly turned to a heavy, desperate moan as she felt herself start to cum. Her breasts were jiggling faster than she thought possible, big enough that she could barely see her belly button, the elf unused to her boobs being so big. With a massive thrust that put every inch of his dick inside her, Pinball felt an equally massive orgasm erupt from her loins, causing her to quiver and moan with ecstasy.

Thaw let go of her arms and withdrew his cock, causing Pinball to fall onto the couch, gasping as she twitched from her orgasm. Panting and sweating Pinball looked up into the face of Thaw has he towered over her prone form.
“Told ya I was gonna freak on ya. But I aint done yet keeb.”
Thaw grabbed at Pinball’s breasts, kneading and squeezing them before muttering “Bigger”. Pinball was to disoriented to respond, but squealed when Thaw pinched her nipples between his vice-like cyber-fingers. “Bigger” he said with more authority.
Pinball, with lidded eyes and her mouth still in an ‘o’, nodded and raised her breast size to an E-cup, the biggest she had ever set them to. Thaw smiled and pushed his still rigid and vibrating cock between her breasts, squeezing them together as he leaned over the prone elf. Slowly at first, he started thrusting between her massive tits, the tip of his penis entering Pinball’s mouth at the apex of his thrust. He adjusted the vibration setting on his cyber-penis so that it constantly vibed with max intensity, causing Pinball’s inflated tits to ripple and vibrate in time with it.
Beneath him, Pinball writhed and arched her back, reaching her head down to taste more of the troll’s privates. She could see he lacked testicles, likely removed in one or another of Thaw’s surgeries, and wondered what he was going to release on her. Fucking her tits faster and faster, the troll felt his own orgasm begin to build. Squeezing her breasts as hard as he could he gave a pair of thrusts as hard as he could, fitting the entirety of his head into Pinball’s waiting mouth with each one. He came, his cyber-cock pulsing as it sprayed an immense load into pinball’s mouth. She couldn’t help but notice it was flavored; it tasted kind of like sushi. This only encouraged her to gulp down the pseudo-semen as it shot into her mouth.

After a minute of the two giving each other dirty stares and caressing each other, Thaw moved over to pull his boxers back on. Pinball, quivering from the insane fucking she got, looked longingly over at her lover.
“So, do something you regret yet big guy?” She cooed
Thaw looked over his shoulder at the nude elf, her oversized breasts hanging lewdly off her small frame.
“Not yet keeb. Knew there was a reason not to geek ya.”
Pinball reached down and rubbed her aching, red pussy, smiling as her implanted simrig replayed the experience to her, moment for moment. She forgot the thing was even on.