DNA Valkyrie - Vol. 5 - Chapter 18: Cynthia In Amber

I hope you will enjoy this new story arc for DNAV!

Chapter 18: Cynthia In Amber

Cynthia was isolated. 

She was surrounded by all these amber-coloured walls and she could barely see through that amber crystal she was in. She felt a curious and embracing warmth coating her entire body. It was like there was some kind of liquid inside the amber and she was swarmed by it.

Where am I? What’s happening to me? How long was I out? 

She desperately tried swimming in that amber pool of liquid, but she wasn’t going anywhere. There was nowhere to go since she was trapped between those crystalized walls. 

“GET ME OUT OF HERE!” Cynthia tried shouting, but it felt like no one could hear her. 

As she continued struggling, she felt like she was losing her energy and that she was drowning more and more until she finally lost everything. With no energy left in her, she couldn’t fight anymore. It became harder for her to keep her eyes open. 

Her eyes shut. 

Cynthia went to sleep…

***

When she woke again, she was elsewhere. She no longer was inside the amber crystal and instead, she was back in the city. 

“How did I come back here?” Cynthia remembered what came before, she didn’t think she had any memory loss, but she couldn’t understand how she went from that back alley in the back of the saloon, inside the amber crystal, and then back to the city. How did that even happen?

Why the hell am I back here? 

“Cynthia!” a voice that sounded all too familiar was heard behind her. 

She turned around and when she did she saw Quentin standing before her.

“Quentin?”

“You’re back already? So how was your investigation in the valley?” The stud reptilian asked her as he casually walked toward her. 

“Actually… The strangest thing happened… I was there a second ago and now I’m here…” 

“Oh, you look like you had a bad time, come on, come give me a hug,” Quentin insisted on the fact that he wished to make her feel better by hugging and he did. He hugged her tight and Cynthia was able to feel his impressive dinosaur muscles with her large breasts. She didn’t necessarily hug him back, she simply went through the motions and then when she thought about it a bit more, she realized even more than none of this made any sense. How did she end up all the way here in the first place? 

“What the fuck happened to me…?” 

“Don’t try to think too much about it.” 

Don’t try to think too much about it. What is that supposed to mean? It sounds like I have so much to think about—so much to worry about… Oh… But, man, his muscles feel so nice right now, and… Hold on, is he kissing my neck, awn! This feels so good. It has been a long time since the last time he kissed me like that… I don’t usually give it too much thought, but, interestingly, we came so close to becoming a couple at one point. It just never worked out… 

Quentin kissed her neck once, he kissed her neck twice, and by the time he was done bombarding her neck with kisses, he was down to her huge and imposing tits. Those tits she knew he loved so much. 

She understood that Quentin was being pulled to her breasts.

He kissed her cleavage plenty until he couldn’t stop himself from licking it all up.

“Awn…! Quentin..!” Cynthia forgot all about what happened between Vox Drax Valley and the city and all of a sudden she was being swept off her feet by Quentin right in the middle of the street. No one was watching. It was only them who were making out in the street. There was a lot of tongue in play, which was natural since the two of them were making out, but there was something different about what they were doing this second, it was almost as if Cynthia had every intention to lick his face.

She was all over him. 

The next thing she knew, she was transported in a back alley (a different one this time) and the two of them were fucking hardcore. Thankfully for her knees, they found an old dirty mattress, so The Blue Heart was able to sit down on her knees as stud Quentin was fucking her behind in doggie. Cynthia had already been completely stripped off of her clothes other than her high-heels, even her fedora hat was taken off of her head.

“AWN! YES! QUEN! TIN! QUEN! TIN!” it all happened so fast and since she couldn’t even remember the last time she had sex with Quentin, this certainly scratched an itch that hadn’t been scratched in a long time. 

There was only one little problem…

Something was off… 

None of this seemed to make any sense.

None of this seemed to be real.

Yet, she let herself be swayed and seduced by him and what he did to her. For a short moment, she felt like his cock was fixing her. She had been lost ever since she ran after the Amber murderer outside the saloon, and now, she was finally said like she was whole again. Who knew that all she needed was for Quentin to fuck her? 

“OH, YES! GIVE IT TO ME, QUENTIN!” she shouted as she made him come. Her clitoris tingled as she came. “YOU BETTER GIVE ME YOUR SAUCE, TOO!” Cynthia was such a fanatic of semen that she expected no less than and as she hoped, Quentin filled her up next. The dinosaur stud bred her and she couldn’t be happier than she was right now. 

Cynthia kept her eyes shut as he filled her up. 

She was fixed, finally.

She was relaxed. 

Yet… There was still something that was not exactly right… 

“Hold on…” 

Cynthia opened her eyes again and to her shock, she was still inside the amber crystal.

She had not gone anywhere and she was right to worry all this time. 

This time, when she woke up, she saw the silhouette of the Amber murder right outside the crystal and she was watching her. 

I’m not done yet…! 

Cynthia pushed against the walls of the amber crystal surrounding her and…

Crack! 

A fissure was made in the crystal!