Newt's Legacy - Claire Avenged
[It is suggested that you read the series in the order listed below]
Nadine lay slumped on the floor of the egg chamber, her back against a bulkhead, the hugger clamped to her hips, its body between her open thighs as it pulsed within her. Nadine was staring at the sleeping nurse Alien in its alcove and thinking about Claire as her body was betraying her by working toward the first orgasm of this impregnation. She was sweating badly despite being naked from the waist down. With shaky hands, Nadine unzipped her jacket and let it flop open, a blurred line of sweat darkening her t-shirt from her neckline to her belly button and fanning out from her armpits. She could smell the stale crotchy scent of her pants that lay crumpled beside her and the acrid odour of the fear-sweat from her armpits.
Nadine always felt a strong sense of fear when mating with the huggers. It had little to do with their perverse mating ritual and everything to do with a fear of relinquishing control. Nadine needed to be in control, especially during sex - but that just didn't happen with the Aliens. Like she did every time, Nadine was fighting off the impending waves of orgasm that she knew would sweep through her, rendering her defenseless. She hated that vulnerability, lying powerless on the floor as these things fucked her. And this time was worse than any before, because somewhere out there was an Alien that hated her.
When Claire had gone missing after her first and only mating and the girls all searched for her, Nadine had a sick sinking feeling in her stomach. She knew in her heart that Claire had killed herself, never wanting to be bred again. And Nadine knew that she was responsible for Claire's death, having pushed the poor thing too far with her BDSM play. Kate and Kelsey - and even Adri at times - enjoyed the sweet pain that Nadine brought them in the dark private hours, but Nadine should have known that Claire was too simple and couldn't understand that sexual pain was not about cruelty. Pain and pleasure could be blurred and there was the exquisite bliss in BDSM. Nadine considered Claire's choice of suicide an indication that even the simple girl knew that on some level.
While the others searched the usual places, Nadine had returned to the secret breeding room and had discovered the carnage there. Little was left of Claire's body and worse, the captive nurse Alien was gone.
After disposing of Claire's remains, Nadine had called up the surveillance recording of the room. She watched Claire enter the room and set up her suicide and release the Alien. Nadine sat stunned as she watched what followed and wiped the electronic memory of that room's surveillance files completely. But the images on that screen were forever burned into her own memory; Claire calmly moving the table into place, baring her torso, allowing the Alien to throat her - to bloat her tummy once more - then releasing the Alien's bonds and pressing her little belly upward as the Alien prepared to strike. Nadine closed her eyes and swallowed hard as she recalled every vivid detail of the last minutes of Claire's life. Her thin legs kicking so hard as the Alien ripped at the flesh of her belly and were still twitching five minutes later when it mercifully ripped her heart from her chest. Through it all she could see that Claire's eyes were wide open and moving, her small hands opening and closing as the Alien held her - Claire had been aware of every torturous moment of her brutal death.
Nadine shuddered and opened her eyes. I did that, she thought to herself. Me.
And there was still the missing nurse Alien. Nadine had warned the others and had made that room off limits, but those who were in the know were jumpy and nervous, knowing the creature they had captured when it was in its adolescent stage and held captive for their games was loose. Maybe it had just resumed its place in the Alien collective and wouldn't harm them. But perhaps it was out there, waiting for an opportunity. They all knew the Aliens were intelligent, but would it remember and target them individually?
This was Nadine's first impregnation since Claire's death.
Nadine scanned the egg chamber and what she could see of rooms beyond, searching carefully for any movement - any hint that their nurse Alien, Lucifer was in the area. Nothing yet, but she had to stay focused, had to remain alert. She suddenly felt her inner muscles twitching and rippling as they were losing their battle against the pending orgasms.
“Noooo,” Nadine moaned harshly as she squirmed on the floor, her hands clutching low on her belly feeling the tension growing there, threatening her control, “I don't want this ...” Nadine panted and forced herself away from the growing orgasm, careful not to add any pressure to her hugger-stuffed sex. Nadine scraped her nails across her stomach, trying to distract herself from the sweet sensations building inside her. She was hot, sweating profusely, so she shrugged off her jacket, now only clad in boots and her t-shirt. Nadine knew that if she relented and allowed one orgasm, there would be no coming back - her body would roll on and on riding orgasm after orgasm until the embryo was implanted. And while she was cumming she would be defenseless and that she could not bear.
Nadine's belly tightened despite herself and she felt her cunt contract to grip the probe as the strong rush of orgasm threatened. Nadine bore down, pressing outward as though she was giving birth, trying to loosen herself to deny the orgasm. She grunted gutturally each time the hugger's probe undulated inside her vagina and uterus. Her face flushed and tears welled in her eyes as she strained.
“OH FUCK!” Nadine grunted as the wave overwhelmed her and the orgasm began, “No-no-no-No-NO-NO!” Nadine kicked her heels against the floor and beat her belly with her fists but it was too late - her body tightened and she curled forward as her lower belly imploded with a massive orgasmic contraction.
Within minutes Nadine was on her knees, her forehead pressed against the filthy floor, her arms wrapped around her middle as she sweated and quivered and shook. Once the bliss began she couldn't stop it or even slow it down. Nadine sobbed as she climaxed hard over and over again while the hugger moved the embryo down its probe into her uterus. Thankfully her body was mature and the process was made swifter by the human sexual kinks she enjoyed. Since the Sisterhood formed, Nadine had enlisted Kate and Kelsey - and sometimes Adri - to help her keep herself open and loose so the embryos could move through her quickly. It didn't take a lot of urging to allow the girls she normally inflicted pain on to bring some to Nadine in revenge.
When she awoke an hour later, she was - as always - exhausted. The hugger was dead and had slipped out of her. Nadine could feel the firm lump and tightness of the embryo in her lower belly and the tenderness of her breasts and nipples that accompanied Alien impregnation for her. Nadine hid it well from the others, but since she started breeding she would lactate each time, her breasts swelling and her nipples growing so sensitive she could barely stand to wear clothing. Nadine would suckle her own breasts to relieve the pressure there.
But at least the impregnation was done and she once again had her senses about her.
Nadine rose and half squatted on the filthy floor, one leg curled under her, and reached between her thighs and wiped the clear slippery mess from her crotch. She flicked her wrist and heard the mass of jelly splat wetly on the floor. Rising on wobbly legs, Nadine turned to make her way to the nurse Alien - might as well get that over with also, she thought to herself.
As she approached, the nurse Alien unfolded itself from its alcove and rose to its feet. Nadine knelt before it and watched as the creature's abdomen undulated and its probe slipped out from between its plates. Unlike the other girls, Nadine couldn't bear the idea of treating the feeding as though it were fellatio. So when the Alien reached around and gripped the back of her head, Nadine reached up and wrapped both her hands around the Alien's probe, limiting how much of it would be pressed into her mouth. The Alien pulled her head forward until her lips and chin pressed firmly against her own hands. The Alien pulsed and Nadine swallowed the nutrient. As it repeatedly pulsed, Nadine swallowed until she felt satiated, then allowed the pulsing jelly to spurt from her lips and loosened her body, feigning that she was losing consciousness. The Alien released her head and gently lowered Nadine to the floor.
Nadine lay still with her eyes closed for a few moments, completing the illusion for the nurse Alien but when she opened them she saw that the Alien still stood over her. Nadine was confused when she glanced at the alcove and saw an Alien there also.
It was a second nurse Alien standing over her, Nadine realized, and a tingling cold washed through her bowels. The abdomen of the nurse Alien above her was distended - it was Lucifer, the Alien from their secret room. Kate, Kelley, and Adri used Lucifer for sex between breeding, enjoying the pulses of nutrient in their vaginas as well as their throats and they discovered that the more it was used the more jelly it produced. The longer it was left alone the more its abdomen would swell and the more hostile it became. As Nadine stared up at the Alien looming above her, she saw that its abdominal plates were parted and between them its flesh was glistening and wet. Lucifer opened its mouth and hissed, its gripping jaws shooting out toward her, chomping then withdrawing, and as it did its probe slithered wetly from between its plates and hung down, obscenely dripping clear jelly onto Nadine's naked thigh.
The splatter of the nutrient hitting her naked thigh galvanized Nadine and she rolled and scrambled on all fours away from the Alien, trying to get her feet under her as she made for the far wall where the service tube was. The Alien was on her in an instant, grasping her upper arms from behind and lifting her up as it propelled her across the chamber in another direction. Nadine screamed as the Alien carried her along, her booted feet scraping at the floor as she struggled in its vice-like grip. Nadine felt true terror, her mind flashing back to her first capture when she was taken and placed with the rest in the resinous webs to await her agonizing death. She struggled and twisted her body, trying to pull her arms free as Lucifer carried her before it, taking her down through twisting turns of various access corridors. Nadine lifted her legs and kicked her feet out toward the walls, trying to snag them on doorways they passed and was reminded of how Claire tried the same gambit and failed.
As Nadine blinked away her tears she saw that Lucifer was taking her back to the secret chamber - the room that had given Nadine so much sadistic pleasure and had ended Claire's short life.
“No-no-no-nooooo ...” Nadine was sobbing now, knowing that this creature was going to kill her as it killed Claire. They came to the door and Lucifer did something and the door ground open. It carried her within and as the door closed behind them, it released Nadine who crumpled onto the floor. She barely had time to look up when Lucifer gripped her head and lifted her up onto her knees, pulling her face toward its abdomen.
“No! NO! ... urgh!” Nadine tried to fight, but Lucifer pulled her mouth onto its slimy probe, pressing it down her throat in one smooth motion. Nadine struggled, beating the Alien's hard exoskeleton with her hands as she gagged and choked. Then as Lucifer pulled her face tighter to it and her nose and chin pressed hard against its rigid belly, Nadine felt a strong pulse and felt the nutrient jelly rush straight into her stomach, filling it uncomfortably. It pulsed again, and again she felt it gush into her stomach, making it swell and cramp. Nadine struggled as her lungs screamed for air, but a third pulse paralyzed her - she felt what the others must have felt all along. The Alien had her life in its hands and this act - this filthy perverted act - was so very sexual, so very intimate. Nadine realized that she was dead anyway ... asphyxia was less horrific than being eaten alive, so she let her hands fall to her sides and closed her eyes.
Nadine regained consciousness with her head hanging down in front of her, Lucifer again gripping her from behind by her upper arms. Her legs were limp and bent beneath her as Lucifer lifted her and moved her across the room. Nadine's head rolled form side to side and she became aware that her stomach was painfully full of the nutrient jelly. Her mouth was still coated with it and it drooled from her lips. The Alien was moving her toward the gynecological table, its plastic padding still coated with Claire's dried blood and tissue.
Nadine was disoriented, dizzy, trying to get her bearings, wondering when the fatal attack would come. She was confused when Lucifer pressed her against the table, the edge of it striking her torso above her belly button. She felt the jelly rise in her throat as Lucifer held her there and she wanted so much to rest, to lay her head down, but the gore from Claire's murder made her keep her face up away from the table. Nadine felt Lucifer transfer both of her arms into one of its large clawed hands, pulling her elbows together behind her back as it reached down with its other hand to wrap it around her hip and lower belly, lifting her bottom. Nadine got her legs under her, suddenly remembering that except for her boots, she was naked from the waist down. She felt the probe slither between her thighs and find her vulva. Lucifer pressed there and Nadine felt it open her and slide inside her vagina. She moaned at the familiar pressure, then gasped as it moved so very deep, compressing her cervix, pushing her hard against the table. Nadine found that she was experiencing none of the fear she'd felt in the chamber when she was mating with the hugger - her worst nightmare had now come true - the rogue Alien had got her and was going to kill her. She might as well give in and feel whatever pleasure she could before the end.
Lucifer pulsed hard and she felt her vagina and uterus plump suddenly with the nutrient, then felt it oozing outward around the probe, slippery on her clit as it dribbled onto the floor between her legs. She felt Lucifer moving as it pulsed again, and became aware of its dark face coming alongside her own. It opened its mouth and hissed, drool slithering from its razor sharp teeth and sliding wetly down her shoulder. She closed her eyes and laid the side of her face against Lucifer's open jaws, feeling its wet hardness. Its breath was hot when it hissed again and she felt its drool flow down her cheek.
Lucifer slowly withdrew its probe - the rest of the jelly flowing out of her - and slid it upward, its tip nestling in the dimple of her puckered anus.
“Oh god.” Nadine whispered, “That too?” And the pressure began.
Nadine was pushed up hard against the table and she felt it shift and lodge against the wall, the padded edge digging painfully into her belly just above the lump of the embryo in her uterus. She clenched her fists behind her back and moaned as she felt her anus being stretched and opened. She could feel the weight of the Lucifer's distended abdomen on her lower back and grunted loudly as she pushed out, bearing down, trying to open herself - to allow Lucifer into her.
It was hard going.
Nadine felt the spattering of drool between her shoulder blades through her t-shirt and knew that signaled that the Alien had opened its main jaws. She heard the hiss and felt a string of drool slide up her back to her neck. Then she felt the gripping mouth touch her neck just at the base of her skull. She felt it move and open as Lucifer twisted its head and then felt the gripping jaws close around her neck and grip her firmly there. She shivered, feeling its teeth tighten on her, wondering if this was the end. But Lucifer only held her tight by the neck and arms and pressed hard up into her. Nadine felt her sphincter stretch painfully and open ...
"... fuck! ..." she cried out.
... and the probe slid smoothly into her rectum, filling it, stretching it in girth and length, forcing open and flattening her rectal valves and sliding deep into her Sigmoid colon.
“Oh god, you sweet bastard.” Nadine groaned as she felt Lucifer's hard shell flatten her bottom. With its gripping jaws still clamped firmly on her neck, her arms bent back behind her, Nadine felt the Alien's probe pulse within her. She felt the pressure in her colon and felt its body shudder. It pulsed again, stronger this time, Lucifer's pelvis jerking against her, and Nadine was thrown off balance as her bowels plumped inside her. She readjusted her footing and braced as the third pulse hit her - she felt the jelly jet deep inside her gut, swelling her colon. Lucifer's pulsing became rhythmic then, pulsing every few seconds as it filled her belly.
Nadine was panting, feeling her belly swell with each pulse, the pressure growing more and more painful. The Alien let go of her neck and Nadine lowered her head, letting it hang limply in front of her as pulse after pulse filled her and engorged her now cramping gut. Looking down. she could see her belly swelling like a sausage under her breasts, stretching her t-shirt. The pressure was growing to painful proportions and Nadine found it hard to breath. She suddenly felt the warning tingling under her tongue and around the underside of her jaw and drool filled her mouth, slipping down over her lower lip.
"Too much." she moaned wetly, "It's too much."
With no further warning, Nadine felt her gorge rise in her throat and lifted her head to vomit onto the table top. It puddled there and mixed with the dried gore, rehydrating it, making a soupy mess before her eyes.
As she was trying to catch her breath, Nadine felt the Alien rapidly pull its probe out of her. She felt her bowels rumble and nutrient jelly gushed from her gaped anus to spatter onto the floor between her now trembling legs.
“Oh dear god!” she gasped breathlessly then cried out as the Alien thrust back into her once more and pulsed hard. Her insides felt bruised. Lucifer began to thrust into her steadily as it pulsed its accumulated jelly into her body, driving its hard exoskeleton against the softness of her bottom. Lucifer released her arms, and with one clawed hand still holding her hip it used the other to push her face down into the puddle of vomited jelly and gore. Nadine spat and turned her head, feeling the mess smear over her face and mat her hair.
Nadine understood now why the other women willingly allowed Lucifer to fuck them. The raw animal lust she felt from it as it thrust into her over and over, pulsing its nutrient into her bowels was overwhelming. It seemed to have learned during those weeks chained in this chamber as it watched Nadine administer pain to the others, and as it fucked her raw, Nadine knew why they had named it Lucifer.
Nadine surrendered to Lucifer then, welcoming the violence, the pain, and the cramping agony as it filled her belly until it ached and felt like it would burst. Lucifer thrust harder and harder, driving its probe deep into her bowels, its bone-hard pelvis driving violently against her bottom, slamming her belly into the edge of the table, threatening to crush the Alien embryo inside her. The sadist had become the masochist. The Top had become a bottom.
Nadine reached out and gripped the edges of the table, allowing herself to be fucked mercilessly, to be owned by Lucifer, her body soon filthy with expelled nutrient, sweat, and drool. Her belly flat against the slick wet table, her t-shirt smeared with jelly and gore, sticking to her skin. Lucifer fucked her until her thighs were weak and shaking, her breathing coming in quivering gasps, until it had emptied the accumulated jelly and rage into her body, only allowing her to expel when it sensed going further would burst her intestines. To this and more Nadine submitted herself to, expecting that when it was over, Lucifer would continue the violence and rip her body apart and feast on her flesh the same way it did to Claire, turning this orgy of pain into an orgy of blood. And that would be a just end for her, for she felt such guilt and sorrow and shame for what she had done.
Nadine was ready for death when she felt Lucifer shudder its last pulse into her and pull out of her, grasping and turning her quivering body over, letting her flop wetly onto her back into the mess on the table, her arms and legs splayed open and limp, her anus loose and gushing the clear jelly as her bowels spasmed.
Panting and spent, Nadine looked up into Lucifer's black face and arched her back, pressing her belly upward as Claire had done.
“Do it.” she whimpered, her voice weak and thin “Just do it.” and she closed her eyes, awaiting the hard, gut wrenching strike of the gripping jaws and the sharp teeth that would close on her and rend her flesh. Despite her submission, Nadine made a weak sound deep in her throat, clenching her teeth and shaking badly as she waited for - it seemed to her - an eternity.
Then a loud noise startled her causing her to cry out and lift her arms defensively. But the strike did not come. She lifted her head and lowered her trembling hands, opening her eyes and saw that the sound had been the door grinding open.
She was alone.
Her eyes filled with tears and she heard her own pitiful wail echo in the room as she drew up her legs and rolled onto her side, curling into a tight ball on the filthy table. Hugging her knees to her chest, Nadine sobbed, her body shuddering.
She'd truly been ready for death, no matter how painful and violent. She had surrendered herself totally to Lucifer and was ready to be freed from her emotional torment, to undergo the agony of having her body eviscerated, feeling the Alien rend and eat her living flesh. But without that there was no release from this emotional pain ... this pain that would stay with her for every moment of the rest of her miserable life.