Sucker by sucker, he’d run over her nub, the sensation nothing like she’d known before. It was impossible to disregard. Even being rutted by a demon from hell, she had grown so aroused her hips had begun to move of their own accord.
“Good.”
Good? The monster blinked at her, the two ‘normal’ eyes human in shape but pupils vertical and pink.
Groaning from the wriggling thing stuffed in her pussy, Evangeline tried to scratch the beast… to stop him from stuffing more of that thing inside her. No, that’s not what she’d done. She’d grabbed at his arm to angle her body for better penetration, lying to herself that it was an act of self-preservation. Just like the grinding of her pussy on that expanding shaft of alien cock.
Evangeline didn’t know who he was, where she was, how blue, then purple, then red skin could have the feel of a snake but the heat of a sun.
“Too much,” she’d whined.
It showed its teeth. They were sharp and pointed, a pair of blood red tongues lolling out when the monster’s jaw unhinged in a threatening hiss. No bite had followed, only the lap of her nipple moments before her breast was caught up in that foul mouth.
The beast had sucked… and it had felt good. She’d felt the bu
rst of fluid leave her tit, somewhere in her brain registering that it must be milk, and found herself hoping he would relieve the other aching globe bouncing on her chest.
On that surge of traitorous thought, she’d been forced beyond the point of explosive orgasm. As waves of poisonous pleasure had overcome her, she’d fought. Once he was burrowed completely inside her body, the fight had been lost. Laying still, staring up at the hissing monster, those fat tentacles had touched her everywhere. One had even dipped past her gaping mouth to toy with her tongue.
Stuffed full of the freak, she had cum, and cum, and cum. And still the alien had used her. It had even laughed when she cooed against her will. “You like being fucked by my flange, noisy pet?”
Her shame, her terror, had twisted into one long wail. It had rewarded her noise of refusal with more pulling suction on her hardened clit.
At that, she’d spurt, fluid shooting from her body like a bad Asian porno.
The beast had not minded being urinated on. Instead, it grew frenzied and began to pulse inside her.
Through the ordeal, it had not fucked her like a man would have. There was little thrusting, it didn’t need to with its alien cock moving, stretching, twisting, and growing all on its own. But he had bumped his pelvis against her pussy, rubbing her tormented lips with his shark skin bulk. It wanted to inspire her pleasure.
Now that it was done, now that she was crouched, looking up a something four times the size of a man, she could feel its tentacles brushing against where she ached.
Worried it would fuck her again, she said, “It hurts.”
He answered her with a hum of noise. “You will learn to appreciate seeding discomfort over time. Adaptation is inevitable. Tiny human pet, you will be well cared for by this warrior.”
It spoke in a series of grunts and growls, something in her mind translating guttural speech into English. The tip of his feeler ghosted over her lips, on it was a smearing of the sludge dripping out of her body. When disgust caused Evangeline to pull away, his seeming gentleness was replaced with force. Arms and legs entangled by tentacles, she was flipped to land on her back. Air knocked from her lungs, she gasped.
It was intrigued by the reaction. “Humans are delicate. Do not make me harm your body. It is an inconvenience to repair you should a bone break.”
The thought that he might break her bones, fix them, and then break them again was too much to process. Evangeline went limp. Bloodless, she met the vertical pupils of the creature who claimed to own her.
“Should I seed you, once my flange has emerged from your cunt, you are to sit upon this device.” Moving her as if she weighed no more than a feather, tentacles lifted her body from the ground and set her on the room’s only chair—if it could even be called a chair. Mostly, it resembled a saddle.
It wasn’t leather under her sore pussy, but a material that moved, targeting her genitals. Before she might shift away, it poked its way into her dripping vagina.
“Do not struggle, pet, and the procedure will go quickly.”
Procedure?
Bowed back, legs splayed wide by insistent tentacles, the chair had complete access. Whirring, the machine penetrated deep, buzzed, and located its target. Where her belly had a little bulge, skin instantly convexed, and down her passage came something caught up in the machine’s probe.
Expelled into containment was a writhing mass, greener than any jungle leaf and striped like a tiger.
As Evangeline gaped, her owner removed the thing and held it in his hand. “Human DNA flavors this spawn in a way I have not seen before. This shade of larva is unusual in our species.”
That thing had come out of her! The alien had put it in her. “My God…”
Annoyance colored his reply, the alien deigning to glare down at her. “I have told you: I am not your God. My name is Glabrx, you may call me that.”