Newt's Tales - Glory
[It is suggested that you read the series in the order listed below]
Plain and simple, Glory was jealous.
She was older than Newt and had even had sex with a boy once and three times with a girl, but Newt was considered the wild one in the Sisterhood of LV-426. Newt had been the one that had risked herself to prove to the Aliens that human girls could breed for them without having to die. Newt had been the first one to risk coupling with a nurse Alien and being fed the clear nutrient that had the consistency of half-set jelly. And Newt had discovered the Dark Eggs and the violence the huggers within brought to their sexual encounters.
Glory remembered the horror of being caught in the Alien's resinous web and watching the others succumb to the huggers and die as the Alien babies burst through their chests or bellies. She vividly remembered Newt coming to her in the egg chamber and Glory begging Newt to kill her, but Newt refusing, telling Glory about her insane plan to show the Alien's that humans could breed their babies without dying.
Glory had watched from her bounds in the web as Newt allowed the hugger to penetrate her, Newt hunched over, grasping the hugger to her crotch as it forced its probe deep into her vagina and then her uterus. Glory would never forget Newt's sweet face as she looked up in confusion and terror and lust as it was happening to her. This little girl who'd never even been kissed, was being fucked by an Alien hugger right in front of her, having an Alien embryo pushed deep into her belly, curled in her little nest as it grew for four days then giving birth to it.
And in those moments, Glory had secretly wished it was her experiencing it.
The Aliens made Newt do it five times before they released the other colonists and all the women became breeders. Glory had volunteered to be the second breeder. Just as she had been the second one to feed from a nurse Alien.
But Newt was always first.
Glory had seen the dark egg and it was supposed to be her turn, but Newt asked to go instead. Glory didn't think anything of it, she just took it as a nice reprieve to let the ache in her loins settle down for a few extra days.
Nance had told the tale of Big Boy to the Sisterhood and how Newt fought it and worked it into herself and how Newt was consumed by the experience. Nance said Newt was almost animalistic in the way she coupled with Big Boy, gasping out “give it to me” and “fuck me, Big Boy”. And since Big Boy, Newt was withdrawn and secretive. She didn't even eat meals with them anymore and Glory suspected Newt was exclusively feeding from the Nurse Alien. One of the older women said that Newt had “gone native”.
Glory had always been drawn to Newt since the Sisterhood had formed even though Newt was the grubbiest little girl she'd ever met. Glory and the others tried to keep themselves clean as best they could and combed their hair out regularly, but Newt didn't care - her hair was a tangled mess, her skin grimy, and she stunk. Glory could always tell when Newt was around by the smell of stale body odour, urine, and a musky sex smell that was always present on the girl. Glory suspected that the latter was because whenever Newt wasn't fucking a hugger, she was dreaming about it.
But despite all of that, Glory was drawn to Newt - sexually drawn to her. Glory knew it was because she'd always wanted to be brave and reckless like Newt was and her desire arose out of jealousy.
In all the many months that they had been part of the Sisterhood, Glory had fantasized about playing with Newt sexually, but the opportunity never seemed to arise. And now it looked like it never would.
Nadine, one of the older women had said that she's received an alert message from an incoming ship. It was the first ship to approach LV-426 in four years. It was carrying a Marine Squad and some company men and they were coming to rescue them, to take them back to Earth. Everyone was overjoyed except Newt. Newt didn't want to go. She liked it here. When the others tried to convince her how much she would love earth, Newt just disappeared.
Glory knew why. Newt had indeed “gone native”. Her first sexual experience had been with the huggers and it was all she knew now. Newt was willing to throw her human life away with abandon and immerse herself in the dark carnal world of dangerous sex with an Alien species.
And how Glory wanted a taste of that wildness just once in her life.
The other women decided that because the ship would be arriving in four days, they would stop the breeding cycle. But Nance had snuck down to the egg chamber for one last encounter. She'd just birthed that morning so a new egg should be hatching in the next 48 hours or so. Glory knew that Newt would be on it in a heartbeat.
It was now or never, Glory decided.
Glory snuck off from the talk of hot baths and real fruit and fresh air and made her way down the service tube to the egg chamber. She could feel the excitement in her belly as she imagined the possible encounters she could share with Newt if she could find her. She was in luck.
As Glory surveyed the eggs from the service tube to make sure none were open - and they weren't, although one was dry and ready to pop - Glory saw Newt squatting beside the small alcove where the nurse Alien usually slept. Glory silently climbed out of the tube and walked softly over. As she passed the dry egg, she saw that it was fairly dark.
Newt saw her approach.
“Hi Newt” Glory said with a soft smile, feeling that pull deep inside her at the smaller girl's naked animal sexuality.
“Hi Glory.” Newt said, her face open and accepting as it always was. Newt was so very sexualized, but a huge part of her was still an innocent little girl.
Newt was dressed as they all were in company issued thermal pants and jacket, insulated boots and no doubt the same underwear she was wearing the day she coupled with that first hugger. Her clothes were stained and threadbare.
Glory sat down cross-legged beside Newt. “What are you doing?”
“Trying to wake her up.” Newt indicated the sleeping nurse Alien. “I'm hungry.”
While everyone else referred to the Aliens as “it”, Newt assigned them sexes depending on their function - anything that fucked her was a boy, anything that comforted her was a girl.
Nurse Aliens normally only fed pregnant breeders, although before the Sisterhood formed, they also force-fed the captives. Glory remembered that as not being the sensual experience it was now. When she was caught in the resinous web, it felt a lot like rape. But since Newt discovered them, the Alien's were gentle when they pulled the breeders mouths onto their probes and pumped the nutrient into their throats.
“I'm going to miss you, Newt.” Glory admitted. Newt smiled and her eyes softened.
“I'll miss you too, Glory.”
Glory put her arms out for a hug and Newt knelt and wrapped her arms around Glory. The girls embraced, Glory smelling Newt's hair and body and feeling sexually aroused by the blend of musky sex, stale sweat, and the hint of urine. It made Newt a wild thing.
Glory held on longer than normal, kissing the side of Newt's neck, then her ear, her cheek. When they pulled apart and Glory looked into Newt's eyes, she saw cautious puzzlement on Newt's face.
“I'm going to see if she'll feed me now, okay?” Newt said softly, then nodded her head toward the eggs, “There's an egg that's close. I need the energy.”
“Okay, Newt.” Glory replied, letting her go, “I'll stay with you.”
Newt rose and approached the sleeping Alien, stroking its hard outer shell, tapping on its snout. The Alien stirred, but didn't arise. Newt wrapped her small hands around one of the Alien's wrists and pulled.
“Come on, get up, lazy bones.” Newt laughed as the Alien looked up at her. Only Newt, Glory thought to herself.
The nurse Alien slowly uncurled itself from its alcove and rose to its full height. Newt immediately slid down to her knees in the middle of the floor and knelt upright, her hands dutifully on her own thighs, her chin held up and her eyes on the Alien's face. Newt was so short, that the Alien usually had to squat to align its probe with the girl's mouth. But this time, the Alien - perhaps in a playful mood itself - stood upright as it opened the armoured plates of its abdomen and allowed its slippery wet probe to slide out.
Glory had once estimated that the nurse Alien's probes were about 25 centimeters long and 7 centimeters in diameter. She was amazed that Newt could even handle something that size.
“You're teasing me.” Newt giggled and rose to her feet, the probe now at her eye level. Glory stood and walked behind Newt, laying her hand on the girl's shoulders, massaging the base of her neck as the Alien reached out and gently wrapped its clawed hands behind Newt's head. Glory leaned in, her mouth close to Newt's ear.
“You like this don't you, sweetheart?” Glory whispered.
“Yes.” Newt said softly as she looked up at the Alien's face. Then she opened her mouth as the Alien slowly pulled her face forward.
“But it scares you, doesn't it, Newt?” Glory whispered in Newt's ear as she massaged her neck and shoulders. Newt adjusted her stance, stepping forward slightly and took the probe into her mouth, her lips stretched around its thickness.
“mhmmm” Newt agreed as she closed her eyes.
“And you like the fear, don't you? You like the feeling of being choked and feeling like you're going to die.”
“mmmmphhh” Newt made a wet sound as the probe pressed down on her tongue. Glory could feel Newt begin to tremble and heard her panting through her nose, trying to catch those last few breaths before the probe filled and blocked her throat. Glory reached around and slowly unzipped Newt's jacket, sliding her hands inside, discovering that the girl had lost her t-shirt at some point.
“Take it, Newt.” Glory whispered in Newt's ear as she stroked Newt's belly and breasts, remembering Nance's tale of Big Boy, “It's going to give-it-to-you. Give it to you good.”
Newt whimpered and squirmed, her hands now up and pressing against the Alien's hard outer shell. As always, the Alien never slowed it's pace as it drew Newt's face forward. Glory felt Newt's belly tighten as she gagged from the probe sliding down her throat. Glory teased Newt's nipples with one hand and slipped the other down the waistband of the girl's pants, finding the softness of her lower belly and the residual crusted mucus on her mound from her last birth.
“Oh you dirty girl.” Glory whispered lovingly in Newt's ear as she felt Newt's thighs start to shake badly. Glory leaned forward and kissed the side of Newt's head as she watched her little pug nose and chin press hard against the Alien's abdomen - the probe deep in her throat, the Alien's clawed hands holding her there tight. Newt struggled, slapping her hands against the Alien's hard shell. Glory slowly lowered herself to her knees, sliding her hands down the sides of Newt's trembling body as the first pulse of clear goop made a liquid sound in Newt's throat.
On her knees, Glory lifted the back of Newt's jacket and kissed the small of her back as she reached between the girl's thighs and cupped Newt's sex through her pants, the girl's body trembling erratically. Looking up, she watched as the Alien slowly convulsed and Newt's cheeks bulged with the goop. Glory felt wetness on her hand and saw that Newt was losing control of her bladder. Glory and the other girls who'd witnessed her feeding felt that Newt did this on purpose, not going pee first like all the other girls. They believed Newt loved to lose control. The inner thighs of Newt's pants quickly darkened as the girl continued to quiver and shake, her belly hitching and undulating.
Glory reached up and pulled Newt's pants and underpants down in one smooth motion, revealing the round firm twin globes of her bottom and her long svelte legs. Glory stroked her hands over Newt's quivering bottom, then slowly parted her cheeks, revealing her musky anus. Newt lifted one leg, frantic to step out of her pants - it took her three tries but she did it. Newt stepped her feet apart and Glory knew then that Newt wanted her to continue.
As Newt's thighs shook and her belly churned while she alternatively swallowed the nutrient and gagged, Glory pressed her face between the globes of Newt's bottom, drawing a long breath through her nose, loving the pungent scent of Newt's crotch and crease. Glory pressed her face tight between Newt's cheeks and pushed her tongue against Newt's anus. She worked it with her tongue, loosening the tight ring, sliding the tip inside. With one hand, Glory cupped Newt's wet sex and massaged, sliding her thumb inside and massaging the roof of the girl's vagina.
Newt was making wet gurgling sounds as she tried to keep up with the Alien's feeding while being played with so perversely by Glory. Glory pressed her tongue firmly into Newt's anus, sliding it deep and working the inside of her rectum. Newt's legs faltered and her knees gave out. Glory felt Newt's vagina tighten on her thumb.
The Alien took Newt's wobbly legs as a sign that Newt was passing out, and slowly let her head slide back, the probe slithering up her throat. Newt gagged and coughed and drew a shuddering breath. Glory rose up, still on her knees and placed her hand over the Alien's at the back of Newt's head.
“Oh no, sweetie. This isn't over.” Glory said, “Deep breath.”
Newt drew a deep shuddering breath and Glory shoved her head hard, pushing Newt back onto the probe. Newt took it all the way down in one swift motion, grunting and grimacing as her face mashed hard against the Alien's abdomen. The Alien continued to convulse and pump the clear jellylike nutrient into Newt's throat.
Glory wrapped one arm around Newt's lower belly and pulled her thumb from Newt's vagina, replacing it with three fingers which she slid deep and pressed hard and ground, loosening the girl.
Newt's cheeks were bulged and with each pulse, clear goop would spurt from her lips and sometimes her nose. The Alien looked down and let go of Newt. Glory slipped her fingers out of Newt and reached up, pressing hard on the back of Newt's head, forcing the girl to take more. Glory slid her other hand up Newt's belly and felt it was now tight as a drum skin. The Alien pulsed again and all of it jetted from Newt's lips. The Alien reached around and gently - but firmly - pulled Glory's hand away from Newt's head and released it. Glory rose to her feet.
Newt fell backward coughing and spitting and gasping, but Glory was there to catch her. She turned the girl toward her and lowered her in her arms to the floor, pressing her open lips onto Newt's wet, slimy mouth. Newt panted through her nose, then turned her face away from Glory's, vomiting hard, relieving her overstuffed belly. As Newt gagged and heaved, Glory frantically peeled off her own pants and kicked them away, then pulled Newt to her, their legs intertwining, their mounds pressed tight and rubbing. Glory humped Newt's thigh and rubbed Newt's mound with her own. She felt like the animal she wanted to be whenever she thought of Newt.
Glory kissed Newt all over her grimy face, her ears, her nose and mouth. Both their faces were smeared with the goop from the Alien. Glory's hands stroked Newt's bare flesh, teasing her nipples, sliding between her bottom cheeks to finger her anus. Newt started to regain her senses and reached up to touch Glory's face. Glory licked and sucked her fingers. It was at that point that Glory looked up and saw that the dark egg had hatched and the first two legs of the hugger had already emerged.
“Shit.” Glory gasped, then smiled. “I've got a climax for you, Newt.”
Glory scrambled to her feet and grabbed Newt by the jacket and dragged the half conscious girl across the rusty wet debris-littered floor toward the eggs. Once she was close, she lifted Newt's knees and turned her to face the hugger and let her thighs flop open. Glory then turned to face the egg.
“... careful Glory ...” she heard Newt's hoarse voice say gently. The girl was coming around and lifting her head to watch.
The hugger was already on the top of the egg, just now coiling its tail under itself. It was darker than most huggers Glory had seen. And bigger.
“So, you're Big Boy.” Glory whispered as she crept close to the hugger, her hands outward, reaching for it. Her plan was to grab it and in one swift swing to land it on Newt's crotch and give her a going away present she'd never forget. While the hugger coupled with Newt, Glory planned to continue to play.
Glory reached out and had just laid her hands on its back when it leapt. Glory managed to keep it from gaining any height, but as she tried to turn it toward Newt's splayed thighs, the hugger whipped its tail around Glory's right thigh and swung in a tight radius, slamming into Glory's belly.
“Oof!” the impact knocked the wind out of Glory and she lost her footing, falling to her hands and knees and losing her grip on the hugger. In the instant it took her to stop her forward momentum, the hugger was frantically scrabbling at Glory's hips, off center, trying to climb up onto her back. Glory quickly rolled onto her back, grabbing the hugger and pulling it hard toward her own belly. Glory was terrified to let the hugger mount her from behind for fear it would find her anus and penetrate her there. No one wanted an embryo in their bowels.
The hugger fought her for a moment, then scrambled around to Glory's lower belly. Glory wrestled it lower, pushing it down with all her might, knowing the creature would try for her throat. She felt it's hot slimy probe licking along the top of her mound, matting the pubic hair there. Glory spread her thighs and pushed hard, straining to move the hugger just a little lower. Then came the familiar feeling of the hugger's claws sliding around her hips and digging into her lower back and bottom.
“Got you.” Glory gasped, then grunted as the hugger thrust hard into her. The pain was intense - it felt like her vagina had been punched hard and the probe slammed inside her, sending a shockwave up through her uterus and belly. Glory grimaced in pain and curled into a ball, clutching her lower belly and rolling onto her side. The thing tightened its grip and started to push against her cervix. Glory cried out and kept rolling, fetching up on her knees with her arms still clutching her belly and her face on the filthy floor. Glory gagged and dry heaved as her belly revolted from the rough treatment.
As the hugger worked her sex, Glory managed to get one hand under her and started to crawl away from the eggs. She knew it made no sense, but she felt the instinct to get away from this dark creature, this Big Boy. But with it clamped tight to her loins it was a futile gesture. Glory cried out and hung her head sobbing.
Then Newt's arms were around her, holding her, guiding her to roll onto her side and then onto her back.
“Shhhh, Glory. It's okay. I'm here.” came Newt's sweet voice, her lips close to Glory's ear, “You got a Big Boy.”
“... it ... hurts, ... Newt ...” Glory sobbed, her face twisted in agony as the hugger's probe slammed her cervix over and over. She could actually feel the creature humping her in its effort to penetrate into her uterus.
“I know, sweetheart.” Newt whispered in Glory's ear, kissing there gently, nibbling on her earlobe, “We'll make it better.”
And she did make it better.
While the hugger worked her insides, Newt kissed her way across Glory's upper chest, unzipping her jacket as she went, and when it was open, Newt pulled up Glory's t-shirt to reveal her round breasts. Newt's mouth slipped around each nipple in turn, sucking them, flicking them with her tongue, making them tighten and pucker. Newt's hands were busy also - One massaged Glory's neck while the other slid down over the older girl's heaving belly, slipping under the front edge of the hugger and found the hollow just above her mound where her g-spot lived and massaged there with three fingertips.
Glory learned then what Newt knew all along; It was the total surrender that allowed for total bliss. Soon Glory's sobs turned to murmurs of pleasure and when she felt her bladder start to throb, she let go her inhibitions and felt her urine burbling up over Newt's fingertips to wash over her lower belly and flanks and puddle beneath her.
“Good girl.” Newt whispered and kept working her personal magic.
And for Glory, it was the first time she'd had an orgasm before the hugger was fully penetrated. She felt the tingling warmth building and rushing out of her core and as the sweet tight convulsion began she moaned and felt her cervix loosen and the hugger slipped deeply inside.
Twirling Glory's nipples with the fingertips of her left hand, Newt kissed her way down Glory's belly, her right hand sliding under Glory's thigh and finding the crease of her bottom. As Glory felt the hugger start to pulse within her and the pleasure truly began, she felt Newt slide two slippery fingers into her anus. Glory had meant to be doing these wonderful things to Newt to satisfy her own dark desires, but now this girl who was always the first to try something new, was doing it for her.
“Give it to her, Big Boy.” Glory heard Newt whisper to the hugger, “Give it to her, good.”
Three weeks later, while Glory was strapped into her acceleration chair aboard the Marine rescue ship and they were being buffeted on their ascent through LV-426's unsettled atmosphere, she watched the blurred shapes of the colony buildings growing smaller below them and was overcome with an emotion so strong that it scared her. It suddenly hit her that Newt was truly left behind, alone in an Alien world with no one to comfort her when things got bad. Glory sobbed openly, her heart breaking, knowing she would never feel or touch her sweet friend again.