DISCLAIMER
	If you're under 18, the following text is not for you. Skip or 
erase the file. If you're over 18, you can officially decide for 
yourself.
	The following work of total fiction contains scenes of graphic 
sex of several kinds, some of which is nc, kinky, and/or downright 
weird. This story includes fairly strong elements of restraint/bondage 
(of a sort) and of impregnation/insemination (of a sort). 
	Content is my own (Monocle), copyright 1998, (as are the typos, 
and spelling & grammar errors), and any resemblance to persons or 
events living or dead or stories already written is both purely 
coincidence, and, frankly, hard to believe could even be possible (at 
least the persons/events bit). Some time is spent on set-up and post-
mortem, which arguably makes the real meat (heh) of the story better, 
but which can be skipped if you're just too horny to wait.
	The reader is free and welcome to copy and circulate this story 
within free legal forums, as long as this disclaimer is included and no 
alterations to it or the content are made.
	Hope you like it.
	Monocle

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  |    |   Ortiya's Children - SF NC Cons M/F alien/F Anal Preg Weird
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 _|____|_  First story from Monocle.
  (O) o    In which a group of interstellar bounty hunters searching  
  /  >     for a fugitive find instead a brand new breed of sex offender. 
 |  ~~     This is the first story in a possible multipart series.
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First Haph: Ortiya's Children
By Monocle

COMMAND RECORD, BOUNTY POLICE CORVETTE "HUNTER"
MISSION OBJECTIVE
	CASE #302-204B
	Apprehend Dr. Haru Ortiya, formerly of Geneticorp Labs for crimes 
of industrial espionage, theft of material and resisting arrest. Suspect 
is dangerous.
MISSION TIMEFRAME 
	Open (Start: 07 23, 2302)
CREW:
  Command: Comdr. Mogomry Reiss, JGF24387
	Stats: 32 standard yr, 14 w BP Corps. Ht. 5'8" Uniform: D362436
	Hair/eyes: Blck-strt/blu  Marks: BP tattoo, left glut
  Pilot: Lt. Comdr. Sem Simans, AJD34505
	Stats: 34 standard yr., 10 with BP Corps. Ht. 5'11" Uniform: 46-34
	Hair/eyes: Blck-crl/gry  Marks: BP tattoo, right glut
  Forensics: Lt. Genna Haph, APS91945
	Stats: 22 standard yr, 1 with BP Corps. Ht. 5'3" Uniform: B322030
	Hair/eyes: Rd-crl/grn.  Marks: Birth, left arm 
  Weapons: Lt. Geary "Thomp" Thompson, POS029953
	Stats: 28 standard yr, 9 with BP Corps. Ht. 6'3" Uniform: 50-44
	Hair/eyes: Blnd-strt/brn  Marks: None

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	The lab was musty from lack of circulation and the decay of the 
late Dr. Ortiya. The crew of the Hunter had landed about a five hour 
trek away, due to both the desire to show up unannounced, and the lack 
of sufficient landing space in the jungle-like area surrounding the 
fugitive scientist's hideaway. The unclaimed, unnamed planet on the edge 
of explored territory was pleasant enough, obviously habitable, and 
remote enough to have hidden the good doctor for almost a year before 
the Bounty Police could zero in on him. Finding him dead - for a few 
weeks at least - was a bit of a disappointment, since the bounty was 
less for the return of the equipment and data only, but at least they 
didn't have to worry about subduing a potentially violent criminal.
	The group spent the night camped inside a portable security 
perimeter, each member taking a watch as an extra precaution. In the 
morning, Commander Reiss assigned Lts. Haph and Thomp to return to the 
Hunter and fly her back, so they could hover and hoist the equipment 
(some of it rather heavy) into the hold. She and Sem would locate and 
secure the machinery and data logs for retrieval and wait, keeping 
contact every hour. The hike in had been uneventful, but training had 
instilled good habits (usually) in the Commander.
 
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Lt. Haph

	Genna and Thomp trudged back to the Hunter through the woody 
growth. The second check-in with the Commander had been about a quarter 
of an hour ago, so they were probably almost halfway back to the ship. 
Genna followed the burly Thomp, thinking it might be nice to get to know 
him a little better, maybe even the way the Commander and Simans knew 
each other...
	From a tree with round, plate-like leaves at the edge of a small 
clearing, some...thing dropped onto Thomp's head. Thompson's shriek of 
surprise was cut off abruptly as his neck was broken cleanly by a twist 
of limbs. He fell limply to the ground as the creature jumped off him 
and turned towards Genna, who had drawn her blaster with the sound of 
Thomp's yell.
	The black thing scrabbled towards her as she backed away holding 
her blaster level as she could, then suddenly leapt for her, a flying 
mass of insect-like segmented legs. She pulled the trigger, but the shot 
went wide. The thing collided with Genna's midriff and she lost balance, 
landing on her seat with her arms to the sides supporting her. The 
blaster, knocked from her grasp by the impact, flew some yards way. 
Immediately, four pairs of limbs closed vice-like around her narrow 
waist, pinning her arms to her sides. The limbs grabbed or hooked on to 
each other across her back, she couldn't see which, and locked into 
position. That left five more free pairs, two above and three below. The 
top most limbs whipped around in front of Genna's face, and she 
instinctively flinched backwards, upsetting her equilibrium and, since 
her hands could no longer support her, falling on her back. 
	In a panic, Genna bent her knees, sliding her feet up to allow her 
to push off, or at least roll over and stand up again, maybe to run. Too 
fast for her to react, the lowest pairs of limbs bent unnaturally 
backwards, away from her body, sliding between her slightly parted legs 
and grabbing them, two pairs curling out around her at mid-thigh, the 
other just above each knee. These steel hard limbs also tightened, 
pulling her thighs up and apart until her knees were almost at her 
sides. At the same time, the upper two pairs of limbs wrapped around her 
torso, one pair circling her chest, and another snaking up to encircle 
her neck gently, but firmly. Genna drew breath for a scream, but the 
limbs tightened around her throat before any sound escaped. She was 
held, unable to breathe, for a few seconds before the limbs relaxed, but 
Genna almost passed out from fear in that short time.
	All motion stopped for a few seconds, and Genna bent her head to 
look down and assess the situation. Whatever it was, the creature was 
smooth and black, its skin hard, but rubbery.  It looked like it was 
made of mostly legs, but the central part of the body was about a foot 
long, lying on her from about her mid belly to mid-breast. The flat body 
was about a foot across at the top and bottom, with a thinned "waist" in 
the middle giving it the appearance of a squashed hour-glass cut 
lengthwise in half. The legs sprouted from all three segments - three 
from the top, three from the middle, and three from the bottom. Three 
slits lined the top of the thing's body, about an inch wide, and an inch 
apart, parallel to Genna's imprisoned body. It may have been breathing, 
as she could see small gill-slits in the hide over where it lay on her 
stomach, and could feel it gently pulse as it held her. It couldn't have 
weighed more than 20 pounds.
	Slowly she calmed. She still had on her environmental jumpsuit, 
which was lightly armored. Her range of motion was quite limited, but 
she could move her wrists and ankles and bend or straighten her knees. 
If she could activate the distress signal on her wristpad, Commander and 
Simans would come to rescue, not soon, but hopefully soon enough. 
Cautiously, she tried to wriggle her wrists to get at the small terminal 
on her left wristband.
	At that moment, The middle slit in the thing's 'head' opened, 
revealing what looked like an eye. Genna froze. The eye was iridescent 
black, and deep, staring at Genna unblinkingly. After about a minute of 
this, it bulged out, and she watched with some revulsion as the eye 
extended out from the thing's body on some kind of stalk. The eye 
surveyed Genna's trapped form from top to bottom, hovering a few inches 
from her at all times, moving quietly enough to be drowned out by 
Genna's elevated heartbeat. Finally, it returned to its slit-socket, 
which closed. 
	Just as Genna was about to resume her efforts at accessing her 
wristpad, the thing started moving again. It unclasped two pairs of 
limbs, the lowest pair from her thighs and one from under her breasts. 
These limbs each extended single claws from slits at their tips and 
began to whip and slash around wildly.  Genna shrank back in fear and 
turned her head to avoid the worst of the onslaught, but the claws were 
not trying to cut her. Quickly and apparently effortlessly they were 
shredding her jumpsuit from the boots up and the neck down. Strips of 
the armor fabric and underlayers went flying as the limbs thrashed. As 
parts of the suit were shredded, sometimes another limb would 
momentarily release itself to help or to grab and toss away larger 
chunks before resuming its hold. Over the next couple minutes all of the 
limbs participated in the removal of the outfit, though at least 6 pairs 
of limbs were always holding her arms and legs immobile. The arms of the 
jumpsuit were among the last items to go, and with them the wristpad 
terminal and her only hope at rescue were flung away into the 
underbrush.
	In the end, Genna lay on the soft ground exactly as she had when 
the creature first leapt on her, but completely stripped, save for the 
thing itself covering and holding her. Its grip had changed - one pair 
of limbs still encircled her neck, and the next her torso, but the rest 
of the limb pairs alternated bending up to wrap around her spread lower 
and middle thighs and bending down to hold her body, binding her arms 
to her side. Her breasts were now half covered, her nipples barely exposed 
above the top of the thing's 'head.' 
	Genna felt the warm, gentle breeze of the alien world across her 
body, realizing that even her most private parts were exposed as the wind 
gently ruffled the sparse hairs of her pubis. The gravity of her situation 
settled on her as she realized just how helpless she was. Her arms were 
locked to her sides, her thighs held wide apart, her nether lips and anus 
exposed to the pale green sky. Tendrils of fear began to invade Genna's 
thoughts as the she began imagining just why she was being held in this 
position.
	A minute or so passed, and Genna's fear grew steadily with each 
second. The creature's pulsing/breathing motions deepened and quickened, 
and it seemed to shake a little as if physical effort. Genna watched 
with frightened eyes as the two slits on either side of the eye-slit 
began to migrate outward across the smooth black surface of the thing's 
body, approaching the nipples of her breasts. Upon reaching them, the 
slits opened like tiny mouths and extended over her nipples and 
aureoles, covering them completely. 
	Genna was now almost paralyzed with fear, but didn't scream with 
the reminder of the limbs lightly gripping her neck. She started and 
winced slightly as the slit-mouths began a light suction on her nipples. 
The sensation almost didn't register as Genna was so tightly strung. But 
it was becoming apparent what this alien creature was trying to do, 
though why?
	Almost immediately after the slit-mouths closed on Genna's 
breasts, from a notch in the bottom of the smooth black body emerged a 
pale white, segmented tendril. The transparent tube was finger-width at 
the end, widening to about an inch in diameter over the first three 
inch-long segments. It slid down across her abdomen as it continued to 
extrude from the thing's body, passing through the thin thatch of her 
pubic hair, and grazing her hooded clit, sending a slight jolt of 
sensation and fear up her spine. It glistened with a clear honey-like 
secretion, making its trail across her skin a slow, warm, oozing 
feeling. After gently parting exposed outer lips, the tentacle-thing 
arched upward away from her, and then curled under, so that the tube's 
opening directly faced the soft entrance to Genna's trembling cunt. The 
gentle contact of the tube's mouth with her dry entrance was like an
electric shock, and Genna panicked in her bonds, frantically struggling 
for a way to free herself. But her arms were held fast to her 
sides by the creature's hugging limbs. They only tightened with her 
struggles, until she was gasping for air, forcing her to stop squirming.
As she caught her breath, she looked down again and her eyes widened as 
she saw something moving inside the tentacle. 
	An amber bead emerged from the creature's body and began
travelling slowly down the length of the tentacle tube. The bead 
distended the tube to almost double thickness as it passed through. 
Genna could feel the lump press against her skin as it traveled slowly 
but inexorably down towards her crotch.  It pressed against her clit 
and pussy lips, rounded the tube's bend, and arrived at the junction of
the tube's end and her beginning. The tube's opening dilated and pushed 
the bead into the very entrance to Genna's vagina. The bead nestled in 
her vaginal opening was less than an inch in diameter and felt cool, 
hard, and smooth to Genna's fevered skin. As she shivered in her 
confinement and watched, she felt and saw the bead begin to melt, 
warmed by her body heat. In about a minute, it reached the 
consistency of a thick, syrupy gel, and now seemed to produce its own 
mild heat.
	Then Genna's greatest fear was realized. The black thing 
imprisoning her pulsed and swelled its body, extending a new segment of 
the tendril-limb from its body and burrowing the end segment into her 
pussy. The amber gel-syrup made it easy for the segment to push open 
her until-now dry cunt lips and enter her. Overflowing ooze spread 
outward across her labia, warming them, while at the same time some of 
the lubricating stuff was pushed inward with the tendril. The finger-
width segment slid only an inch into her, barely past her lips, but 
Genna squealed as though jabbed by a red-hot poker, flailing her lower 
legs using the only freedom of movement she had. The sound brought a 
mild tightening of the limbs around her neck, but apparently  was of an 
acceptable level, and Genna was still able to breathe. In the pause of 
a few breaths, Genna realized she could actually only barely feel the 
tendril's intrusion. Only the faintest warm pulsing betrayed the 
foreign presence just inside her.
	Genna watched anxiously as another amber bead emerged from the 
creature and began its passage down the tube. This bulge traveled a bit 
more quickly than its predecessor had - across her lower belly, over her 
clit and around to her entrance in something like a minute - though she 
was not judging time well in her frightened state. The bulge distended 
the segment inside her to over an inch in diameter, stretching her pussy 
lips apart as it passed into her. Genna tried flexing, clamping down 
with her inner muscles to prevent the bead's progress. Her contraction 
slowed, but could not stop the intrusion. The bead inexorably pushed all 
the way inside her. She felt the cool hard ball squeeze out of the end of 
the tendril embedded in her tunnel. Like the first, it warmed and melted, 
the viscous gel adding its heat to hers. Then the creature pulsed, 
pushing a second, slightly wider segment up into her, the tip now almost 
as far inside her as her pinky could go, on those nights when she dreamt 
of her future lovers...
	She shuddered (from what? the memory of her self-exploration, the 
fear of her situation? the unyeilding but gentle sensation in her cunny?) 
and shook her head to clear it. This was no time to drift off, facing the 
greatest terror of her life. She felt another bead bulge start on its 
way, and could do nothing but watch and tremble. She was perspiring now, 
but she hadn't been struggling to free herself after the warnings the 
creature had given her. As the third bead passed over her clit, Genna 
gasped - the slit-mouths attached to her nipples began sucking with 
greater force now, drawing her aureoles and nipples further into the 
small hungry maws. It was almost painful. Almost. 
	The suction began a slow oscillation, harder, then softer, then 
harder again, just to the edge of pain, then slacking off. Genna had 
barely registered this new sensation when the third bead reached her 
entrance and pushed along into her, stretching her lips ever so slightly 
wider than before, forcing a small moan from her as the bead was pushed 
up through her snatch and deposited deeper inside her. This bead was 
lodged up against her hymen, and Genna quailed at the slight cool 
pressure, slowly turning into buttery warmth within her. She had found 
her own hymen during her young self-explorations. Once, while 
masturbating, she stuck her middle finger inside herself as far as it 
would go, just to see what it was like, and just brushed it. She quickly 
removed her finger for fear of damaging her virginity, and had since 
pleasured herself only shallowly, relying on stimulating her clit and 
pussy lips instead...
	Her own sigh startled her as she felt the thing push its third, 
inch-wide segment into her. The amber syrup oozed out of her pussy, 
displaced by the tentacle's slow entrance. The slimy stuff spread over 
her labia and down over her anus, which contracted at the warm contact. 
The tubes' opening was now pressing lightly on her virginity, and Genna 
could only breathe shallowly. The sensation of being as filled as she'd 
ever been, and having her breasts suckled on, and being so completely 
helpless was affecting her. She was becoming lost in the seductive 
feelings, and beginning to add her own juices to those being pumped into 
her, bead by bead, despite the fact that she knew, with almost dread 
certainty, what would be happening next.
	But she couldn't surrender to this... thing, whatever it was. She 
opened her eyes, only just then realizing they had been closed, in time 
to see and feel the two lowest pairs of limbs that were wrapped around 
her thighs and wrists let go and begin bending in different directions, 
like segmented snakes. The pair that released her wrists coiled up to 
her belly then slithered down between her legs. The claw tips were 
thankfully retracted, making the ends of the digits smooth and finger-
like. They began gently caressing from her inner thighs to her pussy 
lips, then delicately traced those from the outermost parts to where the 
tentacle entered her. They moved in an irregular pattern, and every 
touch was electric. One of the two remaining free limbs, also clawless, 
curled up and around to touch her belly, which jerked at the ticklish 
contact. The tip slid down her honey-coated belly to push between it and 
the tentacle. It oozed its way onto her clit area and stopped as Genna 
gasped at the new contact, her lithe body trembling in its prison of 
limbs. 
	She was only just exhaling from that gasp when she felt the touch 
on her puckered rear entrance. The last free limb had curled the other 
way, out around her left thigh, and was now just resting on the syrup-
covered bud of her anus. This limb also had no projection, just a smooth 
rounded end. Genna's panic began to rise again and she strained her legs, 
testing the strength of the remaining limbs holding her thighs so widely 
open. They didn't budge. 
	Just then the creature throbbed again and the digit over her
clit started gently but firmly rubbing around and up and down her clit, 
drawing it out from its protective hood and stimulating lightly. It was 
becoming overwhelming; Genna groaned and arched her back and neck 
involuntarily. The creature surprisingly allowed her this freedom, 
flexing with her. The greatest terror of her life mixed with the sexiest 
feelings she'd ever had as warmth began to spread over her sex and 
breasts, deep into her belly. With a slow sigh, she again lifted her 
head to see what was going on, and was again shocked and struck with 
renewed fear at what she saw. 
	First, the eye was open again, staring deeply, blankly at her. 
Second, another amber bead was on its way down the passage. But this 
bead was not round. Through the transparent skin of the tendril she saw 
a conical shape, point forward, making its way to her pussy. 
	Genna let out a desperate whimper and began to struggle again, 
heedless of her earlier experience. The grip holding her couldn't be 
broken, and limbs began to contract slowly. Two things happened 
simultaneously, causing her to stop her mad efforts before her breathing 
was cut off. The suction on her nipples now began to alternate, left then 
right. At the same time, the general contraction of all the limbs 
resulted in more pressure on her clit and anus, and she stopped 
struggling suddenly when she felt the limb at her rear push through her 
anal ring just into her ass. 
	Genna was breathing too quickly now, hyperventilating with fear 
and overloaded nerves. The syncopated suction at her breasts and 
swirling pressure at her clit sent shocks of raw pleasure through her 
system. The pulsing within her cunt was becoming stronger and hotter as 
her own inner muscles began to react and squeeze the invading member of 
their own volition, sending sparks of sensation up her pussy and into her 
belly. Genna began to shake her head slowly from side to side, as if the 
physical gesture of denial would stop the tidal wave gathering within 
her.
	It was the contact of the fourth bead bulge with her pussy lips 
that set it off. Completely overwhelmed, Genna climaxed. It was nothing 
like she had ever felt playing with herself. Her entire body spasmed as 
her head shook from side to side and her knees bent and unbent. Her 
mouth contorted to an "o" shape as a moaning squeal she couldn't 
recognize as her own pealed from her. Everything was on fire - her 
pussy, her breasts, her ass, her whole body. She spasmed again. Her cunt 
and ass muscles squeezing, milking their invading limbs as the bead bulge 
pushed into her, flaring her labia wider still as the base of the cone 
entered. Genna's quakes caused another limb squeezing reaction from the 
creature, and the limb at her rear was pushed in another inch, setting 
off the next spasm of her climax and another, higher pitched almost-
scream from her lips.
	Genna's cunt was alive with tormenting pleasure. The bead was 
pushed deeper and deeper, past her spastic muscles. The pressure 
reinforced the waves of climax, intensified further by her increasing 
terror at the inevitable conclusion of the passage. Another convulsion 
struck her just as the conical bead was pushed out of the end of the 
tendril and into her hymen. The point pierced her virginity and the tear 
widened and completed as the small cone was embedded all the way in. The 
pain of her deflowering was submerged in an avalanche of pleasure as both
slit mouths sucked hard on her nipples and digits strummed her pussy lips 
and clit and the limb in her ass pushed deeper. Genna screamed at the top 
of her lungs, unchecked by the limbs at her neck. She ran out of breath, 
drew another and screamed again as the orgasmic spasms continued. And a 
third time, until her straining muscles couldn't push any more. All this 
time, the black unblinking eye watched her.
	Genna went limp, her only motions now were her heavy breathing, 
pounding heart and contracting pussy and ass muscles from the last 
aftershocks of her come. She could barely moan as the thing pushed its 
tube another segment deeper into her, through the now melted bead, 
scraping by her torn hymen. Genna shuddered as another small secondary 
orgasm shook her.
	The next... minutes? hours? passed as more amber beads, round 
again, passed along the tendril and up deeper and deeper into Genna's 
cunt. Each bead seemed slightly larger than the last, stretching her 
lips and passage just a little bit more as it distended the now inch-
and-a-half thick tube and passed, swallowed within her. The creature now 
held her weakened body gently, almost tenderly, cradling her as much as 
imprisoning her. Genna whimpered and moaned quietly from fear and 
pleasure, the pain of her lost virginity quickly carried away on the hot 
honey of the melted beads and dark caress of finger like limbs. The 
thing was slowly fucking her to oblivion. 
	No, not fucking. It was filling her, impaling her, inch by inch, 
bead by bead, and  segment by segment, in her cunt and her ass. Every 
heartbeat was another hot, contracting pulse within her and suction on 
her overstimulated nipples. Every pulse found her lost further in a haze 
of sexual terror. Slowly, languidly, without her even noticing it, the 
thing was raising her level of excitement again.
	Until the end of the tube bumped into her cervix. The slight 
jarring contact revived Genna slightly from her stupor. The thing was as 
deep in her as any man could or would ever be, filling her pussy tightly 
and completely. It couldn't go further. The digit up her ass was also as 
far as it could go. It was now wrapped snug against her outer thigh and 
pulsing up her nether passage. Perhaps this was the end. The thing 
couldn't go any deeper. Maybe it would stop and let her go now.
	The trapped, invaded girl's hope turned to ice as she saw 
another bead start down the tendril. This one was milky green, but 
otherwise the same as others had been. It moved quickly along the tube 
and pushed up inside her, forcing a grunt from her mouth as it stretched 
her pussy lips. She felt it pass all the way into her against the walls 
of her channel, to be expelled against her cervix with a slight 
pressure; there to melt as always. Two more of these beads followed and 
another was on its way when Genna began to feel strange cramps in her 
lower belly. It was mildly uncomfortable, but not painful, given all 
that had happened to her. The cramps continued as the fourth bead was 
deposited in her and a fifth one, also green, and disturbingly bullet 
shaped started along its way. 
	Genna couldn't imagine or accept what happened next, as the last 
green bead forced its way into her, and was pushed up against, and into 
the softening, dilating muscle of her cervix. Her sense of reality began 
to crumble as the creature pulsed again and pushed its invading member 
deeper, a sharp spike of pain making her gasp as it forced her cervix 
open a finger width. The creature was now in her womb.
	Adrenaline again surged through her overtaxed body as her panic 
rose once more. Worse still, her cunt and ass muscles still contracted 
out of her control as her sexual stimulation continued unabated. Her 
body used what little freedom the creature gave it to betray her, trying 
to hump itself further against the intrusions. The creature obliged her, 
pushing deeper still into her uterus, seemingly to the very core of her 
being. 
	Everything stopped for one breath, then two. Genna couldn't even 
think as her body tightened instinctively in dread anticipation of... 
something. Something horrible. 
	The black creature's body started to tremble, first gently, then 
more severely. The tremors were transmitted through all its limbs. The 
vibrations added to the alternating suction of the slit-mouths at her 
nipples, and down to the massaging digits at her clit and pussy lips. 
They were also transmitted down the tendril-tube, deep into Genna's 
cunny and womb. The new stimulation touched every inch of her body, and 
brought her higher and higher. Genna's moans grew louder and more 
desperate as she rose and reacted to sensations she'd never imagined.
	A thick black fluid coursed down the transparent tube, turning it 
black as the rest of the thing's body. It expanded the tube to the width 
of the widest bead, reaching the entrance to Genna's pussy and 
stretching her lips wide as it entered her. This time, there was no 
contraction. Her pussy stayed stretched to its maximum and her cunt was 
filled to the limit as the fluid filled the tube. The additional strain 
added some discomfort to the mounting pleasure, pushing her looming 
orgasm just out of reach. The expanding tube reached her cervix and 
stretched that opening too, causing another cramping sensation. 
	Genna felt a heat enter her belly as the black ichor in the tube 
oozed into her womb. Her overloaded senses were pushed to the edge 
again. The overstuffed feeling in her stretched cunt was massaged 
into intense white-hot pleasure by the vibrations of the tentacle.
She felt herself falling into nothingness. Before she closed her eyes 
for the last time, surrendering completely to the sensation, she 
glimpsed three tapered blue bead bulges traveling down the tube. As the 
first spasm of her climax hit her, she thought in an almost detached way 
that they looked like robin's eggs.
	Genna came, and came, and came. The back thing vibrated, sucked, 
stroked, and pushed its eggs deep into her pussy, up to her prepared belly. 
The crescendo of her orgasm hit when the egg-beads were forced, one at a 
time, through her dilated cervix, to be implanted in her nutrient filled 
womb. The pleasure-pain of the final impregnating spasms finally 
overwhelmed her and Genna blacked out, spiraling down into darkness.

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	Groggily, Genna surfaced toward consciousness. Her memory was 
completely intact, and she shuddered at the recollection of her most 
recent (how long had she been asleep?) experience. She opened her eyes 
to see that she was in the same clearing. She tried to move and 
couldn't, realizing that she was hanging in some kind of web-like 
cocoon, immobilizing her limbs, arms and legs slightly spread away from 
each other, but leaving her abdomen and pussy exposed. She could barely 
move her neck to survey her situation. 
	Out of the corner of her eye she saw motion. The creature thing 
was approaching her on its many legs. It climbed up her web-prison and 
looked at her with its vacant eye. Lost staring at it, Genna didn't 
notice the tendril tube until it brushed her lips. She drew her breath 
in surprise, and the tube pushed into her mouth and down her throat, 
quickly past her gag reflex. Genna tried to retch and choked, barely 
drawing air through her nose. A milky fluid passed down the tube and 
into her throat. She had no choice but to swallow. It poured into her 
slowly; filling her stomach, which she realized, had been quite, quite 
empty. The fluid stopped coming and the tube gently withdrew, the last 
drops tasting sweet on Genna's tongue. Was she being fed rather than 
violated again?
	The tube then swung down across her body, and without hesitation 
began burrowing into her snatch. This insertion was quick, but gentle, 
as Genna found her pussy was well lubricated from either her own 
secretions or the alien thing's ministrations. The tentacle pushed 
deeply into her, all the way in, to the entrance of her womb as Genna's 
heart beat faster and her eyes began to mist over in the increasingly 
familiar stupor of sexual overload. Black ichor flowed down the pulsing 
tube and deep inside her as she was quickly pushed to climax and beyond, 
drifting away again into the unconscious world.

---

	Genna half woke a number of times over the next unknown span of 
time. Sometimes she was being "fed," other times she felt the creature 
deep within her cunt, filling her again with its... whatever it was. 
When awake she was in an almost constantly aroused or orgasmic state, 
due to the never-ending ministrations of her captor. Her feedings became 
less invasive as she began to willingly accept the tendril into her 
mouth. The tube was no longer shoved down her throat, and she swallowed 
the nutrient secretion passively. She never discovered what happened to 
her own waste products, and was grateful for the ignorance. Over time 
she began to notice a small bulge in her belly, its presence confirmed 
by a slight tightening of her skin. Something was growing inside her. 
Whenever she noticed it, she shrank away from the thought and sought 
escape in any other distraction or sensation, which the creature  
provided in abundance.
	Occasionally the creature would turn to feed her immediately after 
its visit up her pussy, and she would taste the remnants of the salty 
black fluid and her own sexual juices as well. The concoction it fed her 
had narcotic or sedative effects, and Genna often found herself drifting 
into sleep filled with dreams of giant spiders, black and pale phalluses 
and tentacles, climax after climax, and something _else_ stirring within 
her.

---

	Awakening with a clear head for the first time since her ordeal 
began, Genna found herself as it had all began, on her back, legs pinned 
apart at her thighs and knees, wrapped in the embrace of the thing's 
eighteen legs. Its slit mouths were already at her nipples, gently 
sucking them to hardness, three limbs were stroking her amply lubricated 
labia and clit, and, as her eyes opened wide, she felt the limb already 
deep in her ass push the final few inches into her bowels. The 
creature's body rested on her as it had before, just above her slightly 
swollen belly. 
	She lay there, too emotionally exhausted to be afraid of another 
ravishing by the impregnating tentacle. She waited passively as her 
arousal rose. Butterflies danced in her stomach. Out of her control, her 
hips reflexively tried to grind up against the digit stroking her clit 
or down to push the one in her ass yet deeper. Then the contractions 
began.
	The uterine cramps were not painful, but they were intense. Her 
back arched and hunched within the creature's embrace for about half a 
minute, then relaxed, pushing her just higher in her arousal. A few 
minutes later, it happened again. Then again. The slit mouths and digits
increased their stimulation and the  and Genna felt herself tightening 
for an orgasm. It hit just as the next contraction started, and she cried 
out, her spasms shaking her body. She felt herself hunch and 
instinctively push with all her might as her pussy, and ass spasmed and 
her clit and breasts tingled electrically.  The three digits at her pussy 
stopped stroking her and moved to pull at her opening and help stretch 
her cunt wide open. 
	She was pushing something from her womb. She could feel it 
through the waves of her come. It was big. Bigger than the tube had been 
when it had planted its eggs in her, but much smaller than a human child 
might have been. It pushed down her channel and out of her with a rush of 
fluid and sensation as her orgasm peaked and she screamed hoarsely.
	The creature holding her flexed its limbs, but kept Genna in 
place, starting her stimulation anew. Two more times it slowly coaxed 
orgasms from her, each one culmination in an expulsion - a birth - from 
her womb. By the end of it all, Genna was completely exhausted. 
Physically and emotionally drained from her efforts and climaxes, she 
couldn't even move after the creature, finally, released her. Her legs 
fell agape as they were let go, resting to either side of the objects 
she had expelled from her womb. The black creature released her torso 
and neck and moved down her body to below her midsection. Four limbs 
gently pulled at three tubes still connecting what she had birthed to 
her uterus. Slowly, three small placental masses were tugged out of her,
sending last exquisite tremors through her body. 
	A flash of a claw severed the cords as other limbs manipulated the 
small fist-sized objects, each one a small version of the black creature 
drawn up into a ball of legs and body. Over a minute or two, the small 
multiple limbs began to flex and wiggle. One by one, the little monsters 
awakened. The... father - since it was abundantly clear who the mother 
was - gently placed two little ones on its (his?) back, where they 
quickly caught hold, and carried the third as it moved up Genna's body 
once more, placing it on her left breast. The creature's limbs grabbed 
her tit flesh tightly for such a small thing, as one of its two tiny 
slit-mouths found her nipple and started suckling. This was obviously 
not meant for stimulation (although Genna could feel a slight stirring 
of arousal despite herself). Rather, the creature was feeding. Genna 
noticed for the first time that her small, pert breasts were indeed 
somewhat larger than before, possibly by a size or two, and the tingling 
in them and drop of clear fluid now emerging at her right nipple 
indicated her milk production was in fact beginning in earnest. 
	Genna lay unmoving, fascinated and detached while all three of the 
newborn creatures were brought to her breasts to feed, the process 
lasting maybe twenty or thirty minutes. Finally they all seemed to be 
sated and were placed atop the adult's back again. Genna was free, but 
too exhausted to move, however much she wanted to run away from this 
place. She could not help but slip into a deep dreamless sleep.

---

	Genna awoke, clearheaded and still free. For the first time in she 
didn't know how long she could stretch her limbs, which she did several 
times, as they were still stiff and a bit weak from her ordeal. She sat 
up, still nude, and looked around. The first thing she noticed was her 
wristpad, strap torn, but otherwise intact, lying to her right. Next to 
that was a small pile of red and blue fruits she had noticed earlier but 
hadn't had the time to analyze. About three yards away sat the creature. 
It's eye-slit open and watching her. It held a one of the fruits in two 
claws, eating it with a slit-mouth. 
	The young Lieutenant realized she was starving and parched. A 
quick scan by the wristpad revealed no toxins in the fruit, so she dove 
in and devoured all that had been placed before her. As she ate, she 
checked the pad chronometer and almost choked when she realized that six 
weeks had passed since planetfall. A check of the comm lines showed that 
either no one else was in range or no one was answering. She looked over 
at the spider-thing, and then at her belly. It looked unchanged. The 
skin was perhaps a bit looser, but six weeks without exercise other than 
orgasm might do that. Gingerly, she brought one hand down to her pussy 
lips. They were a bit tender, but her nether regions seemed in good 
condition. Finishing eating, she felt slightly more revitalized, if 
bewildered, and stood up cautiously, keeping a wary eye on the alien 
thing that had... she shuddered at the memory. It didn't move. She 
consulted the pad again to ascertain the way back to the ship, and 
slowly backed out of the clearing. She passed a human skeleton near the 
edge of the clearing. It was Thompson; poor Thomp, uniform shredded, 
picked clean by scavengers over how long a time?
	Genna passed warily under the tree where it had all started, and 
was then back in the jungle-like undergrowth. Out of sight of the 
creature, which still hadn't moved. She turned and ran. The path through 
the brush was harder to negotiate without boots or protective clothing, 
but Genna did not slow her pace, determined to get to the ship as 
quickly as possible. She was naked and unarmed, and the ship, if it was 
still there (she hastily pushed that fear from her mind), was her only 
safety. She wanted to be as far as possible as quickly as possible if 
the thing decided it wanted her again.
	The young officer's physical condition had apparently not been too 
heavily affected by recent events, and Genna found her pace steady and 
quick. She was halfway to the ship in less than an hour when something 
huge, furred, and blood red slammed into her left side from the dense 
growth. She was knocked against a mossy bank, and flipped quickly to 
face this new threat. This bear-shaped beast had three compound eyes, 
eight trunk-like limbs, and about two hundred teeth arrayed circular 
layers in a lump that might have passed for a head. The impact had put 
several feet between them, and it began advancing on her slowly, teeth 
circulating in the mouth like a reverse chainsaw, emitting a keening 
growl. Genna backed up, but was quickly blocked by a tangle of 
vegetation. 
	Just as the bear-thing hunched back to leap at her, a black streak 
smacked onto its back at high speed. It was the spider-thing, limbs all 
flailing with claws extended. The sound of the ensuing fight rattled 
Genna's ears as she watched teeth and claws and fur fly. In a few 
minutes, it was all over. The bear-thing was dead, all but eviscerated 
by Genna's former captor. It had saved her life. 
	The creature left the battle scene, went off into the underbrush 
and re-emerged a minute later with the three young ones on its back, 
four of its limbs working on cleaning itself off. Genna noticed with 
unexpected emotion that two limbs were damaged. One didn't seem to be 
working correctly, and another was torn off about a third of the way 
from the body. The creature didn't seem to pay the injuries any notice 
as it scuttled past her in the direction of the ship. It went a few 
feet, then turned and looked at her. 
	Genna stood up, and started walking slowly towards the creature. 
It turned and began to lead her along the path. Over the next two hours 
they walked the rest of the way to the Hunter. 

--- 

	The ship was still there, perimeter secure, and apparently 
deserted. The Commander and Simans were nowhere to be found. It looked 
like the Hunter had been untouched since the group had left a month and 
a half ago. Genna turned to the thing that had, what? Attacked her? 
Raped her? Impregnated her? Cared for her? Saved her? She just couldn't 
be sure any more. She was surprised at her lack of hate and fear. The 
creature seemed less horrific now that she knew it would never have 
actually harmed her, despite the taking of her virginity.
	The young Lieutenant approached the ship, deactivating the 
perimeter guard with a voice command. The creature approached with her, 
but made no move to the airlock. At the portal, she turned to see it 
standing a few feet away. The young lay on its back, waving a few legs 
each lazily in the air. 
	For reasons she would never later fully understand, Genna left the 
airlock and approached the creature. She bent down and reached for one 
of the little things. They were, in a perverse way, and possibly more 
than that, her children, too. She was allowed to pick it up, and look at 
it, its little eye open and legs waving. Slowly, she brought it to her 
breast, where it began to feed. After a few minutes of silence, she 
picked up a second and brought it to her other breast, and then replaced 
the first when it had finished with the third. The sensation was 
sensual, and a little exciting, but not overpowering. It felt... 
maternal. She realized she had had her eyes closed when she felt a 
gentle caress on her thigh. The "father" was stroking her with one of 
its front legs. 
	Soon it seemed that the last of the young had finished suckling, 
and Genna made to pick them from where the gripped her breast to give 
back to the adult. But when she picked one off, it quickly turned and 
wrapped itself around her right wrist with all 18 legs. The other one 
literally jumped onto her left wrist to do the same. The two creatures 
resembled a matched pair of ornate black bracelets as they held on 
snugly, but not too tight. With some consternation, Genna, instinctively 
thought of flinging her wrists to dislodge them, or smashing them 
against the Hunter's hull, but she quickly calmed. The adult thing had 
stopped its caresses and retreated some distance towards the edge of 
the landing area, but turned back to look at Genna. 
	Genna felt certain, somehow, that if she really wanted these two 
little creatures to get off her and join its other parent, she would 
have found a way to do it. But she realized that she didn't want that. 
These were hers. 
	Unselfconsciously, she stood, naked, at the entrance to her ship, 
saying goodbye wordlessly to a monster/lover that had changed her 
forever. She waved her hand at the spider thing, several limbs of the 
young one at her wrists also detaching and waving. The thing raised 
several of its limbs in a wave of its own, before turning and leaping 
into the brush, disappearing from view. After a couple minutes staring 
after it, Genna turned to the airlock and entered the ship.

---

	Aboard ship, after finding a light, short sleeved uniform, Genna 
went to her small lab space. Finally able to access her genetic and 
forensic equipment, Genna's sensor analysis of one of the young revealed 
three facts about these creatures (she was going to have to find a name 
for them). First, they were native to this planet, which was no 
surprise. Second, they actually possessed human DNA and gene sequences. 
This was a surprise, but not too much of one, given their method of 
conception and birth, placenta and all. Third, the human DNA clearly 
matched hers, in parts, but it also partly matched that of Dr. Ortiya, 
the one they had come all this way to arrest. Clearly, the fears that 
the wayward geneticist had had plans of his own, sinister or not, were 
true. This information also seemed to explain how the creature knew 
exactly what to do with Genna when it had her. Ortiya must have been a 
perverted, libidinous old man when he lived, to have designed such a 
method of passing his genes on. Genna chuckled despite herself.
	Genna decided to wait a few days on-planet, broadcasting homing 
signals for the Commander and Simans, then conduct as detailed an areal 
search of the jungle-like region as possible with her fledgling pilot 
skills before declaring the others lost and returning to base. She 
passed the non-search time studying her new companions, but not 
learning much, other than they seemed to have a low level empathic 
or telepathic response to her. Three days later, as she sadly 
prepared to fly the Hunter home herself, the proximity alert flashed. 
Genna switched on a cockpit monitor to see the Commander stagger 
into the landing clearing and collapse, naked and exhausted, just 
feet from the ship. Genna quickly went out to bring her inside. 
	As she hauled the Commander's larger, inert frame into a fireman's 
carry, Genna noticed two young spider-things wrapped around the 
Commander's lower legs, just above the ankles. She knew, at least in 
part, what had happened. She would have to wait till the Commander 
revived to hear the whole story, and share hers...

---
---

Commander Reiss

	"Oooooooooooo, yessss! Do me Sem, do me deeper!"
	Sem's cock slowly slid its dark 9 inch length back into Mogomry's 
aching snatch. The starpilot knelt behind his Commander, gripping 
her sensuous hips and thrusting into her from the rear, her pale legs 
splayed apart to either side. The Commander had her arms stretched out 
in front of her like a cat, her long straight black hair splayed around 
her head and back as she bowed her back and pushed back, trying to get 
Sem to impale her even further.
	"Aaaaaaaahhhssssss," she hissed. She loved the rear-entry 'dog' style. 
It felt so animalistic and raw, and Sem did it so well, his slightly 
downward turning rod rubbing her in all the right places inside from 
this angle.
	Sem reached around with his right arm and found the bud of 
Mogomry's clit easily -  it was already standing out from its hood and 
throbbing with the stimulation of their lovemaking. His touch made her 
jump with a "Gahh! Ohhhhhh" as she melted further into his fucking. She 
quickly approached climax, as Sem kept pounding into her and rubbing her 
clit and labia around his cock.
	"Yeesssss, ohhhh, more, morrrrre," Mogomry whined as Sem began 
grunting with his own rising lust and effort. He brought his other hand 
around her and grabbed her left breast in his hand, the ample tit 
providing plenty to hold on to. He savagely pulled her onto him with 
each thrust. 
	"Fuck me, lover, make me cuuummmmm -ooooooooooo," she moaned as 
Sem pulled her almost to a kneeling position, still pistoning in from 
behind. This allowed him to kiss and suck her neck as well as fondle her 
breast, nipple, and clit.
	"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she almost whispered as she rose higher with 
each deep push into her, until she seized, and began jerking almost 
uncontrollably.
	"Ohh! Yes! I'm coming! Uh, unh, unh, Oh! Cummmming!" The Commander 
screamed and babbled insensibly. She came, as usual, for almost a minute 
as Sem continued slamming her back onto him over and over. The 
Commander's strong cunt muscles squeezed Sem's throbbing penis, bringing 
him over his cliff. Sem swelled and grunted as his orgasm erupted from 
him into the ebbing glow of Mogomry's climax.
	"Ooooooh, come for me, baby.  Come in me.. Give it to me. Put it 
deeeep.. That's it.." she cooed into his ear as he burrowed is face in 
her shoulder, his cock buried to the hilt in her pussy and spurting its 
juice while she milked it inside her.
	Finally, Sem was spent. He gently released her from his grip, and 
she went back to all fours, stretching luxuriously and pressing her ass 
back onto his slowly softening shaft. 
	It had been a good idea, Mogomry thought, to send the two 
'youngsters' back for the ship while she and Sem prepared the bounty for 
pickup. It had taken them all of an hour, leaving them at least four 
more to kill before the Hunter arrived. The pilot and Commander could 
think of no better way to spend the extra time than the usual way, which 
resulted quickly in the setting up of the security perimeter, the 
shedding of clothes, and some serious screwing. They had barely paused 
long enough to answer the second check-in from Lts. Haph and Thomp, 
Reiss taking the communication while Sem had been preparing her to be 
mounted by tonguing her from behind. She had worked hard to keep her 
command voice straight as familiar, sexy sensations coursed up her 
slit and to her twitching anus with each lap and of Sem's dexterous 
tongue...
	The recent memory brought a pleasant sigh to Mogomry's lips as Sem 
finally withdrew his softened member.
	"Missing it already?" he quipped, "Well there's plenty more where 
that came from, my dear Commander. Let me get us something to clean off 
with, and we'll see what's next on the agenda for the day. As I 
remember, we've covered tonguing and screwing, which leaves fucking, 
sucking, humping, and banging still to go!"
	The Commander began to move to a sitting position, but was stayed 
by the hands of her lover on her firm ass.
	"No, don't move," He said, "I'll clean you up myself. Besides, I 
love watching my come leak out of you."
	And so she stayed stretched out, eyes closed, ass in the air, as 
the breeze ruffled her curly, wet pubic hair and Sem's sperm oozed out 
of her pussy and down her splayed legs. It felt deliciously sleazy. 
	Sem quickly moved to a rucksack to rummage out a towel and didn't 
see the many legged, razor clawed beast emerge from where it had 
tunneled under the perimeter and leap for him. He crumpled soundlessly 
as a claw cut his throat. 
	The Commander felt a presence behind her and something landed on 
her back. She smiled, wondering what Sem had in store for her next, as 
that weight obviously wasn't a towel. A warm, heavy blanket-like thing
now covered most of her back.  She felt something encircle her waist and 
hold on, kind of like Sem's arms, only smaller, and.. more of them?
	"What's this?" She asked, eyes still closed, and hips swaying 
teasingly for him, "another toy you picked up from the Emporium on 
Walston 5?" She was greeted by silence as she felt more arm-like things 
wrap around her hunched legs, locking her in her cat-stretch position. 
Several smooth, warm fingers began caressing her on both sides from her 
legs up her waist, to her breasts, where they wrapped around, trapping 
her nipples between squeezing digits. 
	"Ooooo. Kinky. I liiike it. She purred, her excitement rising. 
"What does it do next?"
	As if in answer, she felt something long and growing longer ooze 
across her lower back, and down the crevice of her upturned ass, causing 
her to hiss as it dragged across her puckered opening. It divided her 
pussy lips and plunged slowly inside her. It was narrow, maybe a little 
more than a finger-width at first, but as it steadily pushed in it 
thickened rapidly. When it was a few inches in her, it was already 
thicker than Sem's cock, though that seemed to be its limit - about an 
inch and a half thick.
	"Aaaaaaauuuuuuhhhh," Mogomry breathed as the steady penetration 
forced the air from her. Her passage was still slick from her juices and 
Sem's come, so the new invader had little trouble sliding ever further 
up her cunt. The contact dragging across her asshole adding to the 
sensation. The smooth, segmented, uneven texture of the thing sent 
strange and erotic sensations through her most sensitive areas.
	"Oh, god, yessss.. Deeper Sem, make it go deeper!" she whined as 
the strange member pushed further in, now as deep, now further than Sem 
could go. It pushed all the way up her passage as her muscles squeezed 
and massaged it, until it hit the end of her cunt and pushed up against 
the barrier of her cervix. Mogomry was full, her cunt lips and pussy 
muscles stretched tight by the thick interloper.
	"Oh my god. Ooohhh, lover, you've outdone yourself. Mmmmmm," she 
groaned as the thing pulsed and throbbed, wiggling slightly inside her, 
"What is it? It almost seems alive."
	Mogomry continued humping into the thing with the little freedom 
it allowed her. With one hand she brushed her splayed hair aside and 
looked up and around, to see how Sem was controlling his exotic new toy, 
expecting to see his hands wrapped around her breasts, pinching her 
nipples between his fingers. She froze in shock and horror at the scene 
that greeted her. Three eyes stared at her. Two belonged to her dead 
lover Sem, collapsed about 10 feet away. The third looked just as vacant,
but iridescent black and attached to a stalk that went behind her out of 
sight.
	"Oh God! Sem!" cried the Commander, followed by, "Guuuhhhh oooohh, 
Noooo..." as whatever was inside her pussy pulled out and shoved back in 
all the way. Mogomry's sensual hips swayed within their imprisonment. 
While registering the situation of a rational level, she was too far 
gone in her arousal to do much but protest weakly. Her body quickly 
betrayed her on its rising waves of hot sensation. The thing drew out 
and pushed in again, beginning to fuck her slowly, powerfully; its 
segmented probe rasping against her sensitive asshole. 
	"Wh.. what are you oooooo! Uh, uuunnhhh.. ss..ss..stop iiit! Get 
ooouuuut of meeee! Ooooo ooooo, fuck, fffffuck... Noooooo nooooo, 
sstooop," Mogomry tried to reach around with her right hand to grab at 
and disentangle the unseen attacker from her. Her hand was quickly 
seized in a vice-like grip and pinned to her side. Another restraining 
limb grabbed at her left arm and did the same. Mogomry was now completely 
immobile save for her neck, which she could turn from side to side and 
see very little. She and Sem had played restraint games before, but this 
was further than she'd ever gone, and the feeling of helplessness and 
powerlessness pulled at the Commander with unyielding erotic currents, 
despite the fact that it was not her lover playing games, but something 
else with an unknown and likely sinister agenda.
	"No...no...no..." She breathed, barely a whisper, with each thrust 
of the invader. She could feel her sex tingling, getting hotter and 
wetter. She knew that if this kept up she'd reach orgasm and stay there. 
The Commander was multi-orgasmic, and Sem had once kept her coming, 
moaning, quaking, and shuddering, for ten minutes straight using his 
expert tongue, cock and fingers, ending only because Mogomry passed out 
from overexertion.
	"Ahh! Oh, please no more.. no.. more.. more.. moooorrrre.." 
Mogomry moaned louder as two finger-like digits curled around her thighs 
and started massaging her labia around the fucking intruder, moving 
rhythmically up to her clit and down to the bottom of her stretched open 
slit.
	"Oouuuhhh!" Can't come.. Don't come.. she thought. "Guh! Aaaagh, 
Nnnuh! Unh, unnnuh.." coming.. coming.. Cuuuuuum! Her body would not be 
denied the tidal wave of ecstasy. Mogomry convulsed with her climax, her 
cunt muscles squeezing the intruding member over and over. 
	"NNnnnnnnnNNNnnnnnoOOOoooooOOOOo," she moaned as it continued 
fucking her, voice rising with each deep stroke. Her orgasmic fugue kept 
her suspended at the sensual peak, just has she had feared. Nearly 
incoherent from pleasure and terror, Mogomry registered the bulge 
travelling down the snakelike organ only dimly, not reacting until it 
pressed by her rear opening and stretched her pussy lips even wider than 
before.
	"Nnnnnaaaaagghh! Wh..whaat is that? OooooooOOOgh AaaaaaaAAAIh!" 
she grunted as the bulge traveled up her cunt, further in with each 
thrust, to be shoved at her cervix with a slight pressure as her orgasm 
renewed.
	"Ohgod..Ohgod.. Ohhhhhhh..," the Commander's breath was growing 
ragged as she began to tire, though her body shook as though shocked, 
and her pussy clamped down hard each time the thing fucked into her. It 
pushed two more of these bulges up her snatch, one at a time, and 
Mogomry could only make low moans and hisses and grunts with each spasm. 
	"MMMMmmmmMMMMmmmmmmMMMMMmmmmm," The cramping and loosening of her 
cervical muscle was lost in the rhythmic throbs of her dominated body.
	"MMMMmmmmMMMMmmmmmaaaaAAAAAIIIIEEEE!" She screamed, eyes wide, as 
she felt the invader drive into her with increased energy and force its 
way past her cervix and into her womb, intensifying her whirlpool of 
climaxing sensation further still, and bewildering her completely. 
Mogomry fell into sexual delirium, imagining that it was Sem, black body 
and cock grown to monstrous proportions, madly fucking her bound body 
right up into her womb.
	"Ooooooohh  god! Whaaa?  Godnooooo.. Ooooooooo, lover yesssssss!" 
she hissed as she was filled beyond even her wilder imaginings. The limb 
pushed all the way into her and pumped in and out several times, before 
shoving in as deeply as possible and holding there trembling with a deep 
vibration that conveyed throughout Mogomry's body. Then it widened to 
an almost unbearable thickness, making Mogomry wince and cry out as she 
felt something hot and thick being pumped deep, deep into her.
	"Ooohhhhhyessss. Fillllll meeeee, Fuuuck mmmmmmeeeeeeeEEEEAAGH!" 
Another bulge stretched her cunt muscles as it passed into her, and 
was delivered into her womb, the fuck-tube vibrating and shaking with 
exertion. The sensations resonated with Mogomry's own quaking body and 
traveled along the digits stimulating her clit and breasts. 
	"AAAAAAAUGH! Fuckmefuckmefuckme.. ooooooOOOOOOOHH! cumcumcum.. 
CuuuuuuummmmmmMMMAIIIEE!" The helpless Commander squealed and screamed 
senselessly hunching and tensing erratically as three more bulges were 
forced into her, each one pushing her climax higher, shattering her mind 
into splinters of ecstasy. The knowledge of what was happening to her, that 
some _thing_ was being pushed, implanted into her added a deep undercurrent 
of horror that made the climax almost unbearable. Finally, completely 
overloaded, Mogomry slipped away, her body still spasming with the ebbing 
orgasm minutes after losing consciousness.

---
---

	"After that, it was a lot like what you said. It imprisoned me in 
some kind of web, fed me through its tube, and fucked me over and over 
again, feeding these things, or something," the Commander gestured to 
the little beasts still clasped above her ankles. 
	"I must say, finally getting a look at it really gave me the 
creeps. I thought I'd seen everything, but a sex-machine ET? Maybe 
because I'm bigger than you, the sedative effect didn't work as well. I 
was awake more often, and the thing was almost always frigging or 
fucking me, pumping that black goo into me. I don't think I've come so 
much in my entire life as I did this last... month and a half." She said 
it almost nonchalantly, but shivered nonetheless.
	"I managed to escape once, too. Woke up enough to wiggle out, 
couldn't find the weapons or comm, so I just ran for it. I made it a 
couple hundred yards before it tripped me up with those damn legs, then 
jumped on me and fucked me unconscious again. It took no chances after 
that, keeping me more doped up than before, until 'birthing' time." This 
time, she shuddered. 
	"When I woke up for real again I was trussed up like at first, 
like it was going to screw me dog-style again. My stomach felt swollen 
and tight. But instead of fucking me, it heated me up with all those 
fingers tickling every part of me, one diddling my ass, until the 
contractions came and I pushed out four of these little monsters during 
the weirdest orgasms I've ever had.
	"After having me feed the critters a couple times, two jumped on 
my legs and the big one disappeared into the brush with the other two. I 
ran all the way here to get a laser to cut them both off before either
could react."
	"Good thing I was here," Genna said, "Knowing what these things 
really are takes some of the nightmare out of it," she frowned, "some. 
We've got more studying to do, but I'm sure we can find a way to get 
them off you if you want, and leave them behind."
	"Do you want to be rid of yours?" the Commander asked, pointing to 
Genna's wrist-hugging passengers.
	"No...no. Don't know why, but I'm sort of attached to them. I 
guess I'm their mother, after all, gross as it sounds. Perhaps I'll...
share one with my sister, when we get back home."
	"Hmmm," Mogomry mused, eyeing her 'children.' "I know a Sector 
Commandant who might like to meet one of these...when it's older," She 
grinned evilly. "Well maybe 'like' isn't the right word, but they should 
definitely get together."
	"Ok, Lieutenant, lets get going. We have dead to bury, and bounty 
to collect."
	"Aye, sir!... I wonder if they can be trained?"
	"Trained?"
	"You know, retrieval, scouting, protection...other things..."
	"I think the 'other things' come naturally to them, Genna."
	"I hope so," she whispered
	"What was that?"
	"Nothing, Commander."

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