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"Hey, handsome. You ever ride with a former Arwing pilot? For a fair price, I can show you 'around the world.'"
The deaths of his fellow pilots and comrades. The defeat and utter destruction of Starfox. The brutal conquest of the Lylat System. The sheer avalanche of horrible tragedies and the grief of losing everything Fox McCloud loved just broke the Arwing pilot. Even years later, Fox couldn't bear to pilot his beloved Arwing, nor could he stand any other kind of space craft.The stars, the sky, the hum of the engines, the clicks and clacks and beeps and boops of every control panel and dashboard... they all brought back memories. Memories that were too painful to him to think about. Fox created a void when he ran away... one he filled with sex and other vices. Expensive ones. So expensive, he started to trade sex to pay for them.It works out, really. After the Lylat System was conquered, Fox McCloud was essentially blacklisted from combat or military service. Getting in a cockpit with the intention to fight would be considered an act of aggression by the new powers that be. Fox was done fighting. His friends fought... look what happened to them.Moving to an outer rim spaceport, starting a new career, buying an... okay apartment and living as well as he can, "Foxxy" became a full time prostitute, making good money selling his alluring body and sultry demeanor to any male who walks by. Freighter pilots, mercenaries, henchmen of all kinds... they like him, he gave good prices for his good ass. Fox McCloud, ace Arwing pilot and Starfox leader died with his friends in that horrible war. Foxxy just finished putting on his makeup, put on his "uniform" (what little there was) and hit his corner in the station's unofficial red light district.The night is young, he's hungry for cock and cum, and he has bills to pay.
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