Ivy's Familiar:

Ivy Valentine wanted more than anything to be released.

For years and years, she had hunted Soul Edge in vain, desperately trying to put a permanent end to the cursed sword. And she had failed each time as little by little the list of things she wasn't willing to do got smaller and smaller.

Now, the voluptuous whitehaired noblewoman was kneeling in her room. On the floor was engraved a shimmering pentacle. Her huge breasts were packed into her violet combat suit. It hardly her immense cleavage and ass by a thong and single length of fabric across her tits. Her midriff was bared for all to see, and her long legs were bared as well.

Ordinarily, she would wear something more conservative. But the ritual required this.

"Come forth, Zigildrazia!" said Ivy in a harsh voice, clutching her sword. "Come forth and grant my desire!"

A pink mist arose from the pentacle. Little by little, a shadow emerged. It was in the form of an incomprehensibly sexualized woman. She had seven tails that came from her back, and her curves made Ivy's look small. She had red skin, and her eyes looked on in amusement.

As if she knew something Ivy didn't.

The book had been half completed. Ivy had had to work out the rest on her own. But she had succeeded, for all appearances. "You've invoked me, Ivy Valentine. How very nice of you."

"Are you Zigildrazia?" asked Ivy.

"But of course?" Zigildrazia bowed, her watermelon-sized breasts bouncing. "Who else could appear so radiant and beautiful in so poor a circle. Where did you learn to draw these?" She eyed the circle.

"I have spent many hours unearthing ancient texts for this purpose." Said Ivy defensively.

"Hmm, so demon summoning fell out of favor with your world," guessed Zigildrazia. "I might have known that much. So tell me, Ivy Valentine, what is it that you desire?"

Ivy found her mouth going dry as she thought of all her struggles. All her failures. Everything she had done that had led her to this point. She was tired and stressed. "I… I have been trying to destroy Soul Edge for many years. However, no matter how many times I seek its destruction, it always returns. As long as I am in the same world as that abomination, I can know no peace. I require a permanent solution.

"I require a familiar. A being capable of releasing me from this endless struggle once and for all."

"Now that is a tall order." Said Zigildrazia. "How long do you need them for?"

Ivy considered her answer. "Until I am fully satisfied."

Zigildrazia smiled, revealing sharp teeth. "My, you do drive a hard bargain. Few people are gutsy enough to just outright demand an unlimited timeline.

"Perhaps, I should explain the conditions of this contract. There is a being who suits both our purposes perfectly, one who will go above and beyond your expectations. And she'll do it in a way you'll never expect. However, she is sentient, and so when I summon her, there will be a connection between you, her, and me.

"I will help you break her. But I require suitable compensation. Equivalent exchange."

"What do you want?" asked Ivy.

"You, of course." Said Zigildrazia. "I like you, Ivy, and I like the way you look. I'd love to keep you. So the moment you know release, your body and soul will be mine."

Ivy considered her answer. "What about the familiar?"

"Oh, them." Said Zigildrazia. "Well, the very act of you breaking her will cause her to become my slave by nature. I'll end up getting both of you, sooner or later — a win-win for me.

"Is this acceptable to you? To not only enslave a sentient creature, but to condemn that creature in body and soul. To force a possible innocent to be the plaything of Zigildrazia."

Ivy hesitated only a moment. If she succeeded in destroying Soul Edge, her soul and one other's would be insignificant. Especially compared to those who would be saved. "It is."

"Very well, then." Zigildrazia said. "I'll pick out a familiar that is exactly what you need for your release. Give me your hand in pledge." She offered a clawed hand.

Hesitating, Ivy reached out with her gauntlet and took hold of the hand. Zigildrazia shook it and then faded into pink mist again. "Let's get started."

Then the mist faded into the circle.

For a moment, Ivy stood there, feeling strange. She wondered what the familiar would look like and how she would react? Ivy found herself shifting nervously. The circle began to glow brighter and brighter before her eyes. At last, a figure began to form there, lying in the center.

And there she lay.

Ivy stared, for she was the most beautiful mortal woman she'd ever seen. She was tall and clad in a black one-piece dominatrix outfit. Her thighs were thick and curvaceous and bared for the world to see. Her long, shapely legs were covered by thigh-high boots with long heels. Her stomach was bared and above that were breasts. Such breasts Ivy had never seen before in her life. Zigildrazia's had been bigger, but they had not been fully real.

But these mammoth mammaries were entirely in the physical plane. They were packed into her outfit, with a huge breast window. On her neck was a collar, a black collar that befit her role, and her face was so fair and beautiful. It was framed by long, blonde hair tied into a ponytail, and she wore a circlet of crystal on her head. Her ears had jade earrings hanging off them, and in one of her gloved hands was a Warhammer of immense size.

"…Magnificent." Said Ivy, standing up and running her hands along her thighs as she shifted.

The woman's eyes blinked open to reveal bright, blue eyes. She rose up, even that slight motion sending her huge tits bouncing as she looked around. There was a hand on her hammer. "What is this? Who are you?"

Ivy straightened up and summoned her will. As she did, the circle began to glow again. "Who am I? I am Ivy Valentine, and you are my new familiar."

The woman obviously felt the command, knew it to be true. But she resisted and rose up, hammer in hand. "The hell I am. I'm Rachel, Hunter, and Slayer of Fiends, and I don't mean to submit to anyone. Least of all you."

Ivy smiled and readied her sword. "Well, aren't we cheeky. That'll be fun."

Then she lashed out with her sword. As she did, Rachel tried to raise her warhammer, but her movements were slowed by the circle. Ivy's blade wrapped around her neck, and with a pull, Rachel was hauled to her knees. Stepping forward on high heels, Ivy set one to Rachel's back and pulled upward, choking her. The hammer fell from her hand.

"Submit!" said Ivy.

Rachel groaned in the circle, struggling to break free. As she did, Ivy turned around and saw down as if riding a mare side-saddle. But she was riding a far more magnificent creature now. Years of toil and frustration drove Ivy to do what she did now.

"It seems you are in need of proper discipline, Rachel." Said Ivy as Rachel choked. "I will show you who among us is dominant." Then she released her sword and surged down to grab Rachel by the breasts while straggling her.

Rachel bucked and thrashed, and Ivy found herself amazed at the woman's strength. She could hardly maintain her seat on top of the voluptuous Fiend Hunter. But that only made it all the more satisfying when she began to tire. And all the while, Ivy played with her, rubbing her loins with an armored hand.

"What… let go…" gasped Rachel, felling to a slump.

Ivy arose to look at Rachel. Her rear was now high in the air, and she was panting on her hands like a dog. Ivy set a foot down on top of Rachel's rump as the pentacle began to glow. Was this really all she was capable of? Certainly not, this one had the power to destroy Soul Edge permanently. "So easily defeated, you must have wanted to fail." Then raising her foot, Ivy kicked Rachel in the rump. It sent her slipping over to land near the edge of the circle, splayed out.

Ivy lashed out with her sword to bind Rachel's arms. Then she stepped over her and sat down on her face, before continuing with her efforts. As she did, she licked her lips. "These breasts are magnificent, nearly my own equal. Your face is perfect and your golden locks, beyond silken." She felt the braid, then shifted positions, so they were face to face. Rachel looked both terrified and excited, conflicted, and dead set on something.

It was Zigildrazia's work, no doubt. Ivy should have called her a long time ago. Leaning down, Ivy licked her face. "Those eyes of yours are majestic; I haven't… I haven't felt like this in so long."

"Stop, stop… I won't…" gasped Rachel.

"Call me who I am." Said Ivy.

"Never…" said Rachel.

Ivy slapped her across the face. "You cannot resist me. Your body is already my plaything, and your mind is soon to follow…"

And then Ivy began to really go hard on her. She forced Rachel's hand between her legs, even as she continued to molest her breasts. She pressed kiss after kiss on the Fiend Hunters body. The familiar desperately attempted not to fall. But Rachel was failing; already she was cooperating with Ivy's efforts, groping Ivy's breasts in turn. They ground their bodies against one another, their weapons discarded and forgotten.

"I…" gasped Rachel, on the edge of orgasm.

"Yes!" cried Ivy. "Don't be shy!"

"MISTRESS I'M CUMMING!" cried Rachel, her eyes going dull.

"YES!" screamed Ivy as she came in turn. Ivy leaned back, fully satisfied, and ready for more. "Release… I have not felt like this in many years. You and I have a long road ahead of us…"

"Mistress, where are we going next?" asked Rachel.

And then long tails shot out and grabbed both of them. Ivy found herself, and Rachel pulled up over the pentacle. And Zigildrazia emerged once more. "To my domain, of course."

"What is the meaning of this, Zigildrazia?" cried Ivy.

"I'm abiding by our deal, dear Valentine." Said Zigildrazia. "You've received your release, and now I'm here to collect both of you."

"What?" said Ivy. "No, Soul Edge was not destroyed!"

"But you did not want the terms of the contract to be until Soul Edge was destroyed." Said Zigildrazia, putting a hand to both their breasts. "You wanted it to be until you knew release from your turmoil. Getting laid with Rachel, there really helped you unwind."

"Mistress, what is…" began Rachel.

Then Zigildrazia kissed her, then turned to kiss Ivy. The sensation was like a collar around the neck. "Oh, she's not your Mistress, Rachel. Not anymore. Now you both belong to me. Why don't we enjoy ourselves in my domain."

Rachel's mind was roused, and she looked at Zigildrazia, then Ivy, and began to struggle. Ivy tried to join her but found she couldn't move. "What is going on here. I… no, no!"

Then the pentacle opened up before them, and Ivy saw below all the endless halls and orgies of the hell of Lust. Zigildrazia drew them down into it as the eyes of succubi and sinner feasts on their forms.

"NO!" screamed Ivy in final desperation.

Then she was gone from that world for good.

Now Ivy and Rachel were held before Zigildrazia by her tails. The two of them were in the midst of a large, four-poster bed with curtains. Zigildrazia, now fully real, eyed them up with clear desire. "Now then, Ivy. You had me seize Rachel for you so you could unwind, so-"

Ivy would defy her. "That was not what I meant, and you know it! That was not the spirit of our deal!"

"Well, I am a demon; I obey letters, not spirits." Said Zigildrazia with a shrug. Then she slapped both of them across a breast, and they moaned openly. But why? "At any rate, since you gave yourself to me for release, it only fits that you help me the same way. Or, perhaps, my subordinates."

Ivy opened her eyes wide as she realized what Zigildrazia intended for her. "No, no."

"Why am I here?!" cried Rachel. "I didn't make any deal!"

"Your fiend blood means your fair game as familiar." Said Zigildrazia. "As long as someone knows your true name, they can summon you, and you've haven't bothered to hide it. And now you're a familiar bound to my will. And I've decided that you and Ivy Valentine will share the same fate.

"Take it away, boys!"

Then she faded away. Rachel and Ivy landed on their backs, and the mattress was so soft they could hardly stand up. They bounced up and down, and their chests did a lot of bouncing of their how.

Moments later, the curtains were thrown back as huge, hulking demons emerged. Ivy scrambled up, only to be grabbed by a clawed hand. Her scanty clothes were ripped away as a huge dick, as thick as her arm, plunged into her. Falling back, Ivy screamed only to have the cry cut off by a dick down the throat. Now with her suspended in midair, a third demon slid under her, grabbed her wide hips, and plunged deep into her ass.

Then they began to pound her ruthlessly.

Looking up, Ivy saw Rachel desperately fighting with several of them. They gradually worked her armor off. Straps were ripped, her bodice was torn open. A huge dick was plunged through between her breasts before pumping up and down within.

"No, no! This isn't fair!" cried Rachel before the demons shut her up by forcing her to suck the cock between her breasts. Her eyes rolled back in her head. "MMPH!"

Ivy bit down on the dick in her mouth, but it didn't do anything. She groped around with her hands to try and pull herself free. But soon enough, her hands ended up grabbing something long and hard on either side. Two dicks and before Ivy knew what she was doing, she was pumping them religiously.

Rachel, by now, had lost the last of her armor as her massive ass was pounded by an equally massive dick. With each thrust, she was forced down onto another dick in her cunt. And all the while, her breasts were being tit fucked. Her head was pulled back from the dick between her breasts as another dick was plunged down from above.

Her hands too reached out of their own accord and found dicks to pump. But the innocent and helpless way she was doing it was just delicious. No, what was Ivy thinking, she had to get free of this. Had to get out and-

Someone plunged a dick between her breasts, and she lost her train of through.

On and on it went as they continued to rail her, until finally with a cry, the demons came within them. Ivy felt their hot seed enter into her. Saw it pour all over Rachel's face and her own body. Soon they were covered in demonic seed that melted into their body, and the demons turned to leave. They threw Ivy and Rachel onto the bed like a used rag and walked off.

The two of them landed breast to breast. Their faces were inches apart, and their rears facing opposite directions. Rachel glared at Ivy hatefully, and even as Ivy felt ashamed, she also thought it was a cute expression. Even as they tried to get their breath, however, two more demons came from behind. They grabbed their rears, plunging right in.

"Let go of me!" shouted Ivy through her blush. "Unhand me! I won't-" But her legs were spread, and soon they were plunging in. Across from her, Rachel was in a mirrored position. A demon with two gigantic cocks plunged into both her holes.

"This is… this is your fault!" cried Rachel with a moan. "Why did you have to summon me!"

"Quiet, I…" Ivy as jolted by a thrust. "you can't conceive of what I've had to do!"

"Conceive-" began Rachel, before another demon appeared to fill her mouth fully. "MMPH!"

Ivy opened her own mouth and found a cock fitting right in. "Quiet bitches, nobody likes a talker while there is work to be done. Now suck!"

"MMMPH!" screamed Rachel.

But Ivy did not scream. In fact, no matter how hard she tried to deny it, she was enjoying this.

It could have been hours or years. Whatever it was, however, there were no more demons filing into the bed. The endless gangbang had ceased, for the moment. Rachel and Ivy lay face down on the bed beside each other. Their every muscle was strained to the breaking point by nonstop sex. Their clothes were torn to ribbons, and their skin had soaked up gallons of cum into their bodies.

Now their senses were in a constant buzz as they lay there, unable to speak. Until the curtain was thrust aside to reveal a high luxury hotel room, it was complete with marble flooring. Zigildrazia appeared before them with a smile. "So, ladies, how was your first day as my familiars?"

"I can't… How could I enjoy this?" gasped Rachel.

So it wasn't just Ivy.

"You enjoy it because you are my familiars." Said Zigildrazia. "You are whatever I want you to be. And I want you two to be complete, and total, sluts.

"By the end of the week, we'll have worked through those pesky inhibitions of yours. You won't even be able to feel ashamed of being whores."

Ivy gritted her teeth, hate mixed with lust. "You'll pay for this."

"Oh, but I already paid for it." Said Zigildrazia. "We had a deal. And you were the product. Now, someone is going to be using this hotel room for the next few days. And you'll be part of the bar."

"What?" began Ivy.

Then their clothes returned to them. Rachel and Ivy were now clothed. They were drawn into the air, their arms and legs moved of their own accord. Soon each of them had a knee driven into the other's groin. Their gigantic breasts were pressed together. Their remaining legs and arms were wrapped around each other. They held each other tight as a panel opened in the walls to reveal an incredibly cramped alcove — the only with four huge metal phalluses within it.

Zigildrazia thrust them down on the phalluses, and the two of them groaned. They were unable to break the pose they were in. Unable to move at all.

"Now, that is a nice pose." Said Zigildrazia. "You'll remain in there until they take you out for use, or until they vacate the room. Enjoy each other's company, you two. You'll be a tag team for the rest of eternity."

"P-please…" began Ivy and Rachel as one.

And then their heads moved forward, and they locked lips. Their tongues dueled in a passionate kiss. That kiss was one that their minds could not break as Zigildrazia shut the door.

Then they were left in pleasured darkness until their time came again.

Author's Note:
So I decided to label this pure soul Calibur for two reasons. First, because there is almost no traffic for crossovers, that's the pragmatic reason. And second, because Soul Calibur itself has done crossovers with lots of games. Link is a character in the lists.

I don't know what genius came up with RachelXIvy Valentine, but it fits perfectly.