I used NovelAI's unlimited gen membership for $25 a month. Note that "unlimited" is kind of a lie, it's only unlimited if you're under a certain resolution and only if you're not using any of the advanced features. Upscaling and other features cost the on-site currency, which the membership gets you 10000 a month. That should be more than enough for a month, but you can burn through it quickly since NAI gens so quickly.

The cockpit of the *Cornerian Shadow* pulsed with a low, throbbing hum of engines and the faint, metallic scent of ozone mixed with the heavy musk of arousal. Red emergency lights cast a bloody glow across the cockpit console, turning everything into a sensual haze of shadows and heat. The air was thick, humid, and electric, carrying the unmistakable scent of sex — sweet, musky, and heady, like the sweetest caramelized honey laced with raw, animal need. Sweat already beaded on Fara Phoenix’s flushed orange fur, tracing glistening trails down the elegant lines of her throat and between the swell of her heavy breasts.

Katt Monroe stood over her like a pink-furred predator, her massive breasts rising and falling beneath the glossy black latex of her suit, the spiked bracelet on her wrist flashing like a challenge. Her blue eyes gleamed with dark, hungry amusement as she looked down at the smaller orange fox, whose ears were already flattened, green eyes wide and glassy, and her tail curled tight around her own trembling thigh.

“Ready for your first proper lesson, little pilot?” Katt’s voice was a husky purr, thick with teasing laughter and something far more dangerous. “I’m going to make you scream so loud the whole damn ship hears you, and you’re going to love every filthy second of it.”

Fara’s breath hitched, her heart hammering against her ribs, but she still tried to sound brave, though her voice cracked like thin glass. “I-I can take it… just don’t go too hard on me, okay? I’m not some fragile little toy, Katt.”

Katt’s grin sharpened into something feral, predatory. She reached out slowly, deliberately, her clawed fingers tracing the sensitive skin just above Fara’s ass before delivering the first spank.

*SMACK!*

The sound was sharp, wet, and obscene — the meaty impact of palm against fur echoing through the cockpit like a gunshot. Fara’s back arched violently, her entire body jolting forward as a brilliant, burning sting exploded across both cheeks. Her ears pinned flat, eyes watering instantly, and a choked, broken cry tore from her throat.

“Ah—! K-Katt—! Fuck— that *hurt*—!”

But even as the pain flared white-hot, something else was blooming beneath it — a hot, liquid warmth that pooled low in her belly, making her pussy clench and drip. The sting was already spreading, turning into something thicker, heavier, coiling like a live wire straight to her core.

Katt didn’t pull away. Instead, she rubbed the sore skin with the flat of her palm, slow and sensual, feeling Fara’s fur shiver and twitch under her touch. The warmth of Katt’s hand contrasted sharply with the lingering heat on Fara’s ass, sending sparks racing across her nerves. The cockpit filled with the low, wet sounds of Katt’s breathing, the faint creak of leather, and Fara’s desperate, trembling gasps.

“Already so wet for me,” Katt murmured, voice dripping with dark delight. “I can smell it — that sweet, musky little pussy dripping down your thighs. Look at you, tail all curled up like a good girl. How does it feel? The sting… or the heat spreading between your legs?”

Fara’s thighs pressed together instinctively, but her hips jerked forward anyway, seeking friction she knew she couldn’t get. “It… it feels too much — I-I can’t— ah!” Another spank landed, harder this time, *CRACK!* The paddle was still in Katt’s other hand, but she used it now, the thick leather smacking down with a sharp, stinging *WHAP!* that made Fara’s vision spark white. Her scream ripped out raw and guttural, her tail thrashing wildly, and tears spilled hot down her cheeks, smearing the black eyeliner that made her green eyes look even wider, even more helpless.

The second and third swats came faster, each one harder, each one sending ripples of burning pain through her ass that radiated straight to her clit. Fara’s back bowed, her heavy breasts bouncing with every jolt, nipples diamond-hard and aching against the thin fabric of her purple shirt. Her hips bucked involuntarily, grinding against nothing, while Katt kept the pace relentless — rubbing the flushed skin between strikes, feeling the heat build under her palm.

“Too much?” Katt cooed, leaning down so her warm breath ghosted over Fara’s ear, her lips brushing the sensitive tip. “Or just the right kind of too much, baby? I can feel how wet you’re getting — that sweet scent filling the cockpit. Your pussy’s pulsing for me, isn’t it?”

Fara sobbed, voice cracking into a broken moan. “P-please— I can’t— it’s too much— but— fuck, it feels so good—!”

Katt switched to bare-hand spanks, delivering three rapid, stinging slaps right between her cheeks — just under the curve, the most sensitive spot. Each impact was sharper than the last, each one making Fara’s whole body seize and jerk. The pain bloomed into something impossibly hot, a liquid fire that flooded her core, making her clit throb and her thighs shake uncontrollably.

“Beg for more,” Katt commanded, her voice low and commanding, one hand gripping Fara’s hip hard enough to leave bruises through the fur.

“P-please—!” Fara’s voice broke completely. “Harder, Katt— *please*— I can’t take it— but I’m gonna— I’m gonna cum—!”

The fourth, fifth, and sixth swats came in quick succession, each one landing with a wet, meaty *SMACK!* that echoed off the metal walls. Fara’s ass was now a deep, throbbing pink, every strike making her cheeks jiggle and ripple. Sweat poured down her fur, mixing with tears, and her breath came in desperate, ragged gasps. The cockpit was filled with the filthy symphony of leather on fur, Fara’s broken whimpers, and Katt’s low, triumphant growls.

And then it hit.

Katt delivered the seventh spank — a massive, full-force *WHAP!* straight to the center of Fara’s ass, the paddle cracking with bone-jarring force. Fara’s scream tore out of her like something primal, raw and animal. Her body seized violently, back arching so far she nearly folded in half, eyes rolling back, tongue lolling out of her open mouth. Drool dripped from the corner of her lips as the orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.

It was mind-blowing. Every nerve in her body lit up at once. Her pussy clenched and gushed hard, soaking her thighs and the black latex beneath her in hot, slick waves. Her thighs shook uncontrollably, her whole body twitching and jerking as pleasure pulsed through every inch — from the throbbing ache in her ass, to the throbbing in her clit, to the deep, shattering contractions that milked nothing but air. A guttural, broken cry ripped from her throat — “Ahhh—!!!” — echoing through the cockpit as her knees buckled and her hands scrabbled for purchase on the seat.

But Katt wasn’t finished.

She spun Fara around with effortless strength, lifting the smaller fox as if she weighed nothing, and dropped her onto the cockpit seat. Fara collapsed against the backrest, chest heaving, fur matted with sweat, tears still streaming, but her green eyes were dazed and hungry, staring up at Katt with pure, desperate need.

Katt climbed on top, straddling Fara’s face with her dripping cunt, her thick, musky folds hovering just above Fara’s mouth. The scent was overwhelming — sweet, salty, heady, the raw musk of a dominant female in heat.

“Finish what you started, little pilot,” Katt growled, voice thick with lust. She ground her soaked folds slowly against Fara’s tongue, rolling her hips in deliberate, filthy circles. “I want every drop — tongue deep, baby. And don’t you dare stop until I cum all over your face.”

Fara moaned desperately, the sound vibrating through Katt’s pussy, and dove in. Her tongue worked frantically — long, wet strokes along Katt’s slit, sucking on her swollen clit, flicking rapidly as Katt rode her face with slow, rolling thrusts. The taste was intoxicating — musky, salty, sweet — and Katt’s heavy breasts swayed above her, nipples hard and begging to be sucked.

Katt gripped the back of Fara’s head with one hand, fingers tangled in her orange fur, guiding the rhythm. Her hips moved faster, grinding harder, coating Fara’s face in her arousal as the second orgasm built in her like a storm. The cockpit filled with wet, obscene sounds — Fara’s muffled moans, the slick slide of tongues and folds, Katt’s growing gasps.

“Fuck— yes— just like that— eat my pussy—!” Katt moaned, hips stuttering. Her thighs trembled, her breath coming in short, broken pants. “I’m gonna cum— don’t you dare pull back— ahhh—!”

Fara’s tongue worked faster, deeper, sucking and licking with desperate hunger, her hands clutching Katt’s hips hard enough to leave red marks through the latex. The pleasure in Katt’s core built to a shattering peak — every nerve alight, her clit throbbing, her pussy clenching around Fara’s tongue as the orgasm ripped through her.

Katt screamed — a raw, guttural cry that echoed through the cockpit — as she came, flooding Fara’s mouth and face with hot, sticky pulses of her release. Her whole body jerked, thighs clamping around Fara’s head, hips grinding frantically as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.

Fara drank it all in, tongue working through every drop, her own body still trembling from the aftershocks of her earlier orgasm, her green eyes half-lidded and blissed-out as she swallowed and licked every last drop.

The cockpit fell silent except for their ragged, shared breathing — the air thick with the heady scent of sex, sweat, and satisfaction.

And somewhere in the back of Fara’s mind, she knew she was already ruined for anyone else.

Katt leaned down, panting, and kissed her — slow, deep, and filthy — tasting herself on Fara’s tongue.

“Round two tomorrow, pilot,” she whispered, voice husky and satisfied. “And I’m not holding back.”

Fara could only moan in answer, already aching for more.