THE THING IN THE WOODS
Monster rape \ vore

   The need to plant its eggs was growing. Soon it must hunt for other than food. Very soon.

   Sally was not the brightest of girls but she was good enough looking that most men never noticed her lack. She had heard that there was something out there in the woods that was dangerous but had not paid attention. Now she was taking the path into town for her Friday night visit. Every Friday night found her going to town in an effort to meet some man and get her itches scratched. In other words she was hoping to get laid. Tonight she would get more that she bargained for. 
   As she traveled through the thickest part of the forest she had no idea what was watching. Not a clue as a dark form slipped up behind her. The thing moved very quietly for so large a beast. Its ovipositor was already dripping slick juices in anticipation of planting the eggs. only another few steps,  a rush, a grab, and the hunt would be done. Then it could carry the living host back to its lair where it would guard it until the eggs hatched. 
   She had only the briefest of warnings, not enough to allow her scream or run. Just time to turn her head and see the huge insect like creature as it landed on her. She was overpowered instantly. Within seconds she was helpless on the ground. Seconds later her body was penetrated by a stinger. The poison coursed throughout her body. She became unable to move. Unfortunately she was still awake and feeling. Oh yes she was aware and she would feel everything. Everything for the days to come. 
   The thing was pleased. A fine host was now in its lair and at last it could plant the eggs.    
Its ovipositor was now fully ready to function. A hard slick shaft as big as a man’s forearm and as long. The thing never understood just what the odd coverings were on the host but they were easily removed to expose the opening into the host’s body that was needed. 
    Sally was unable to do anything but watch and feel as the monster stripped her body and positioned itself over her. She wanted to just close her eyes and hope it was all a bad dream but something made her watch as the dripping ovipositor move into position between her legs. Of course she never had heard the word ovipositor but she did understand that the huge organ meant to enter her body and that it was going to hurt, a lot. She was about to endure a rape the likes of which she had never dreamed of and all she could do was to lay there, watch, and experience the agony to come.
    Now was the time and the ovipositor already had the eggs moving down its length. Two claw tipped legs held the limbs of the host wide apart. The tip lined itself up and then was pushed into the waiting body.
    Suddenly she was penetrated by  the huge cocklike organ. She could not even scream as it forced its way into her body. She could feel her flesh rip and tear as it was forced to accept something many times the size of what it had been meant to accept. Then instead of a flood of alien sperm she felt large lumps working their way down the shaft before being planted inside her body. Her belly distended until she could see the outline of its new contents. Then it was over and she was allowed to lay there helpless.
   Now that it had done its job and planted the eggs in the host the ovipositor was withdrawn and the thing took a moment to check that the host was still alright. It was leaking red fluid but that was normal for these creatures. It should be fine, it appeared to be young and healthy and would provide a fine home for the young.  With effortless ease the host was carried back to the lair where it would be watched over until the eggs hatched. The thing was relieved that the host would last long enough for the eggs to hatch and the young to develop enough to live outside the host’s body. It was a very near thing with these creatures. A lot of the hosts the thing had used earlier had died too soon and with them the eggs. but with experience the thing had learned how to keep them alive long enough to give at least a few of the eggs a chance. Most still died but it had always been that way s perhaps things were as good as possible. 
    Sally was still awake and aware for everything. She had an idea about sneaking away once she could move and the thing not nearby. It had to hunt for food or something and then she would get her chance. It was about as good a plan as Sally had ever come up with but like most of her plans it was flawed. The venom that had paralyzed her was not going to wear off, ever. She was stuck as a nest for whatever had been inserted into her body. Slowly she was becoming aware of the other effects the venom had. She had no need to sleep. She was as alert as she had ever been in her life. With this alertness came a new sensitivity to her body and her surroundings. She could feel the slight air currents moving in the lair. When the thing left she could feel its footsteps minutes after it left and before it arrived. The bite of a black fly felt like a red hot iron against her flesh and the pain lasted for hours. What was happening to her? 
    The eggs inside her body needed the hormones and the stress chemicals produced by her pain. There were the same chemicals produced by most living things so being a different species was not a problem. The venom also reduced her need for food and water. She would last for many days longer that normal without them. Days in which to suffer and hope to die.
    Time stopped for her. There is no time when you live in darkness. No time when there is nothing but pain, fear, doubt, and worry. No time but an eternity. Her eternity lasted a long time. Every so often she could feel movement in her belly as the eggs prepared to hatch. Then it happened. The first egg split open. She would have screamed from the pain as the sharp shards cut her womb but of course she could no longer scream. The eggs hatched in rapid order. Each one its own special torture. 
    As with most babies there was a time when the young were disoriented. They spent a while just trying out the new bodies and learning to function. They also shared something else with most other young. They were born hungry. Sally now found out the second duty of a host. The first was to protect the eggs and to keep then warm. The second was to become a handy source of food for the creatures in her belly. Within a short time the young started to eat her from the inside out. At first it was just tiny nips that were lost in the pain caused by the eggshells. Then she realized what was happening. Her eternity just got longer, a lot longer.
    The thing was very pleased. It could tell that most of the young had hatched and were eating. Now if only the host lived long enough to allow them to develop enough. Several days later Sally’s guts were gone. Her belly filled with only the young. The agony just kept getting worse with no end in sight. Two things happened at almost the same time. One baby turned up toward her heart and lungs. He would be her executioner. Another found the way out. The same way it had come in. Most followed it. Sally gave birth to a succession of little monsters just as the last one in her body nibbled and tore at her heart. She finally died but the last thing she felt was the hard sharp bodies tearing her cunt as they crawled out from her body. What was left would be eaten by the young.
    The thing in the woods was pleased. There was a fine crop of young. Soon it would hunt for another host.