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The following work of total fiction contains
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is nc, kinky, and/or downright weird. This
includes fairly strong elements of restraint/bondage
(of a sort) and of impregnation/insemination (of a
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on set-up and post-mortem, which arguably makes the
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| | First Haph:
| | Ortiya's Children - SF NC Cons M/F alien/F
| | Anal Preg Weird
_|____|_ First from Monocle.
(O) o In which a group of interstellar bounty
/ > hunterssearching for a fugitive find instead
| ~~ a brand new breed of sex offender.
| This is the first in a possible multipart series.
First Haph: Ortiya's Children
- Part 2 of 4 -
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 and saw
that she was in the same clearing. She tried to move
and couldn't; she was hanging in a of web-like cocoon
that immobilized her limbs, her wrapped arms and legs
slightly spread away from each other. Her abdomen and
privates were left exposed, however. 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 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 now
realized, had been quite, quite empty. The flow ebbed
and the tube gently withdrew, the last drops tasting
sweet on Genna's tongue. Was she being fed rather than
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 was well lubricated from either her own
secretions or the alien thing's ministrations. The
tentacle pushed deeply into her, all the way 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 it was day, sometimes
it was dark. 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
stimuli 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 unmeasured 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
Occasionally the creature would turn to feed her
immediately after it's 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 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 centimeters 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 began to flex, trying 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, muscles clenching for about half a
minute, then relaxing, 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 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
strength as her and ass spasmed and her clit and
breasts tingled electrically. The three digits at her
pussy stopped stroking her and moved to pull at the
sides of her slit to help her 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 from her womb - another
birth. 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. 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... -
since it was abundantly clear who the was -
gently placed two little ones on it's (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 with strength belieing its size, 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). Apparently, 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
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 and blue fruits she had noticed earlier but
hadn't had the time to analyze. About three meters 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 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 lips.
They were a bit tender, but her nether regions seemed
in good condition. Finishing eating, she felt slightly
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's uniform was shredded, his body
picked clean by scavengers.
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 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 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.
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 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 meters, 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 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 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 lay on its back,
each waving a few legs 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 had
finished suckling, and Genna made to pick them from
where the gripped her 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, if organic looking 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
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
revealed three facts about these creatures (she was
going to have to find a name for them). First, they
were initially 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
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
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...
End of Part 3
First Haph: Ortiya's Children