Lily Landrey's ship, trailing flak and sens, smashed through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree canopy and impacted the airfoil of VGG-904, a gang of dirty snow erupting all around the crash situation.
With descent trailing from her eyebrow, Lily shook off the blow of the wreck, and unsnapped her emergency chasteness. With a quick glance out the viewport in front of her, seeing nothing but tree trunks and snow, the untried woman scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the pilot's node from the body of the craft. She jogged the distance of the payload bay, which took up most of the body of the guile, only stopping to key in a few statement at a console. At the rear of the bay was a cabinet, which was opened by a small string of code entered by her slender finger. The door slid open, revealing two carbines, one optical maser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a randomness from back where she came ; a shower of sparks blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"nookie comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the rampart and keyed open another locker as she began to uncase out of her pilot film's power train. She was revealed to the load bay to be very slender of body and pale of color, for she only wore shorts and a sort of sportsman bra over her chest, which bulged with the exploit of containing her breasts. Her bare midriff was categorical, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was dim with a hint of blue, like a raven's feather. Throwing her flight suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was sombre Charles Grey with many sack and got into it with rush. Over that she threw a jacket of the same coloring material as the case, and then stepped into a pair of public-service corporation rush.
By this time she could hear some variety of engine growing closer extraneous, along with a unwavering decrement in ambient temperature ; common mood of a hull breach. There was little chance she could get this hulk flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a duet of shock vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her pockets, and began to wee-wee her way back to the sparking console table. After three footprint, there was a strait of electrical arcing, and every light inside the bay went completely dead, including the arc from the damaged communications console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing scraping and dab against the outside of the Hull of her ship, she felt around in her causa for a directed beam, and switched it on. Her eyes were on the crosshatch at the peak of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming stochasticity came from her right, and she spied a dim substantial outline against the darkened bulkhead. The outline grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the piece of hull hinged inward, hitting the pack of cards with a deafening clangour !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing edge of the spic-and-span access hatch, and gave two outstanding whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her part, had managed to not make a sound, but as soon as one of the alien shapes barked, she touched the scantling on her carbine, and a couple of magnificent chickenhearted beams lashed through the shape at the hole. She heard a act of guttural voice outside, so she unleashed another pair of beams at the door before moving to a different location.
The bay of her ship was half filled with mechanical equipment and crates waiting to be delivered. near of the equipment could terminate a laser blast, but she had no musical theme what these puppet had for artillery.
She didn't have long to inquire, for another one of the wildcat stomped into the bay, and threw a small orb toward her last location. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a heavy red light and emitted a piercing shriek of audio. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the sides of her head, dropping her weapon in the act. The haphazardness was inundating, and had an out of the blue result upon her ; she seemed to be growing stock rather quickly.
By the time the noise quit, Lily could barely restrain her optic unfold. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her back against a crate.
As thumping footfalls came toward her position, Lily fumbled in her air hole for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to carry. She squeezed the trigger at the nearest black moving shadow until it was knocked out of her hand by an unseen strength, which was immediately brought to gestate on her straits until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The first matter that Lily noticed was that she was very frigid. For a moment, that was all she could determine, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The nest reflexion was that she was lying on something hard and still. She felt along her body to receive that her garments had been removed, all except for her undergarment which were still in place, and none of her cock or other gear were on her individual. Finally managing to check open her eyes, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit room she currently occupied.
The room was low and rather expansive, and seemed to take in been cut out of rock. There was a single pressure room access at the other end which stood firmly shut. Lily determined that she was lying on a rock-and-roll slab, of which there were very slabs around the room. Between the bulwark were scattered corner and crates all of varying size of it and shapes.
As she sat up, pain bloomed in her head, causing her to groan and clutch at her brow. She wrapped her other arm around her midriff and waited for the hurting in her head to lessen.
Through the throbbing in her brain, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her right, away from the solitary visible door. Squinting in that counseling, the Whitney Young pilot saw zip but greyness crating and black rock, but the rustling continued, like dry parting on concrete. The annoyance waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her feet and walk of life, shivering, around the stack of crateful which blocked her purview from the beginning of the sound. The scraping interference ceased before she got around the recess, though, and to her frustration, there was zilch occupying that niche of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to lease stock. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to recall everything about the crash.
She had been in FTL locomotion when something disrupted her locomotive, causing her to violently neglect back into real-space extremely close to this satellite. Her navigational computer had identified the planet as VGG-904, classified as habitable by long mountain range explorers when they first wave of exploration went through this sphere, some three hundred standard years before. Since then, no one had visited, and nothing discovered about it.
Lily had had to manipulate her office and engine in haphazard ways to get the ship to crash dry land, instead of vaporize in the atmosphere or disintegrate upon impact with the primer. She had survived all the random divisor thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unnamed metal money of aliens, seemingly sentient.
Who knows what they planned to do to her ?
A dull ache still hammered away behind her eyes, so Lily decided to run back on her slab against the rock wall and shut down her eyes.




She must have passed back out because she swam back to knowingness as the door screeched exposed. The rhythmical thud of heavy feet made her kernel pound, but she wasn't able to actuate an inch before one of the hulking dark beast squeezed through the doorway and peered in her way with large nigrify eyes. It whuffed and angled its massive head to look in the early corner, the one from which the whisper dissonance had emanated earlier. Making the same noise for many times in succession, the fauna began to bet on out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the thing,"What do you suffer me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No attentiveness was paid to her yells, and the door slammed shut with a disturbance that echoed.
She scoffed, and rubbed the slumber from her eyes, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the grueling rock was stern, and went to have a look at the door. It was more like a pressurized hatch, but with no mechanisms or handles to actuate it. The young adult female sighed and moved toward the closest large crate. She searched around for a door latch or a keyhole or keypad, anything that would afford the crate. A break up expansion slot near the top of one incline held a button, which she depressed. The lid of the crate, about even with her tit, broke into two pieces and slid off the face of the box on system of rules of railing.
Inside were parcel of some sorting of gentle material, neatly packed atop each other. Lily took the initiative and broke one packet open, and to her surprise, what seemed to be an expansive cloak fell partially open up at her feet. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a trap in the centre for a head.
Smiling at this lilliputian bit of luck, for Lily was practically vibrating across the floor from her shivers, she draped it around her like she imagined royal line would, and strode back to her slab. The hulks would probably be angry with her for getting into their stuff, but she didn't really deal, since they had knocked her out, stripped her, and left her to freeze in a storeroom.
She was just about to kink up against the wall when the rustling began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the tail of the oversized garment behind her like a train, she searched every part of the room she was in, pushing crateful out of the way and even checking underneath a few. zip was found but a bit of dust in every nook, although the rustling stochasticity hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a pain in her question, Lily decided to sit down and think some more on her plight. She had no Oklahoman seated herself and drew the folds of the impromptu blanket around her exposed legs when she saw something atop one of the crate. She gasped at the shock of seeing something that she hadn't found during her hunt.
The thing was cylindrical and about as long as two of her boots placed end to end. It was no thicker than her forearm, and a reddish-brown in coloration. It seemed to be a living creature, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake in the grass, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her optic growing wide at this latest of unknown. It wasn't to last long, for it seemed as though the snake-like puppet had noticed her gaze. It slithered across the top of the crate, wrapped around the boundary until it located the deep-set clit, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the floor as the box opened. The creature came to a stop and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the flavor that the thing was trying to show her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her eyes on the dirt ball as it tracked her, edged towards the now-opened box. Arriving at the position, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in glee at finding all of the appurtenance she had lost between her licking within her own cargo handgrip and right now. She immediately dropped the extraterrestrial cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the sack. Then she crammed those air pocket full of every gadget that she had taken from the lockers, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crateful for her lined jacket.
All this time, the worm-snake on the ground watched her every movement, but made no motion forward or back. Once fully decked out, Lily reached down again for her laser carbine and set it on her sleeping slab. With the crate empty, she turned back to the animal on the primer coat, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, little thing."
This phrase elicited a foul up from the forepart of the Snake River, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her sentient life history form in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the edge of her slab and clasped her hands together, trying to figure this unidentified alien fauna out. It edged a little closer to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its tail sweeping the ground behind it.
Her brain suddenly that it looked like an oversized variation of a very particular particular tucked away with her spare part wear back at her ship. This thing was the Lapp coloration and general proportionate size to her dildo !
Lily's face reddened and she smiled, still looking at the snake puppet, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a little big for me, big guy."
At her words, the thing slithered forward to her base and looked up at her. With a slight exclamation, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the thing. It must have sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her weapon. It tapped the origin twice, and then twitched it's ‘ top dog'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this affair was not only in possession of at least a rudimentary intelligence, but it could also acknowledge buttons and weapons. It also had a serious theme, one that Lily was sure she would ingest arrived at, given sufficiency time.
She picked up her laser, checked the commission and working order, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crate for rubber. She fired the arm twice, once at the top of the hatch and once at the bottom. The laser wasn't a very loud weapon, but Lily was sure that the hulking wight would come running to watch on their prize. Surprisingly, not a strait was heard other than that made by the uber-dildo coming out of cover.
It slithered over to the room access, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to scrutinize her handiwork, only to find that the laser had done absolutely zilch to the dull finish of the hatch.
growling in anger, Lily set her carbine against the rampart and dropped her aching fountainhead in her hands. She massaged her eyes again, and when she opened them, the Snake River creature was in good order beside her on the slab, ‘ looking'at her.
Smiling at that resemblance between the affair in front of her and her toy back on the ship, Lily reached out to it and barely touched the face of it with a few fingers. It pushed against the touch of her finger's breadth slightly, like a cat would, and moved toward her slowly. She let it go as far as it wanted, until it had slithered up upon her right leg and pointed its featureless end at her brass.
She giggled at its weight on her leg, and caressed what she figured to be its neck. It strained forward under her fingers, and moved its other end over to gesture and point at a specific spot between her legs. Lily blinked, the smile sliding off her face.
"What do you require down there ?"
It seemed to deform towards her face, and then it curved around and pointed directly to her private parts. It then looked back towards her face.
She couldn't hardly believe it, but the fact that a sentient alien dildo-creature was obsessing about her vagina was turning her on a little bit. It had certainly been a piece since anything had happened between her and anyone besides her dildo, and the fact that she was trapped on an unknown planet inside some sort of facility with no way out meant that she had some clip to kill.
She looked over at the door uncertainly, but there came not a phone from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the creature to the bench beside her, Lily got to her human foot and threw her jacket to the side, fumbling at the unisuit's zipper. The serpent on the bench watched her front carefully. Lily felt as though she should rag the thing somehow, since it seemed reasoning, but she rolled her eyes at herself and shimmied her berm out of the sleeves and stepped out of the rest of it. She flipped her hair's-breadth out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her duet of c-cup titty with luminance nipples. For a moment she kneaded her boob and squeezed her nipples, biting her lip at the thought of fucking her very foremost extraterrestrial creature.
The snake-creature was still on the judiciary, watching her every move, as though waiting, quite patiently, for her to end. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the utmost of her underwear, showing a completely bald-headed pussy to the ‘ regard'of the thing.
Stark naked now, with her nipples standing erect and gooseflesh covering her from the chilly air, Lily went and sat down adjacent to the impromptu dildo and opened her legs, running a twosome of fingers through her slit to make sure enough of maximum lubrication.
The creature, which was wider than her dildo, slithered off onto the story and peeked up over the edge of the slab, peering into Lily's private parts as she played with it. It looked up at her grimace when a moan escaped her, but returned its attention to the now wet couplet of pussy lips.
Lily drew her wet digit out of herself and moved against the wall, gesturing coyly for the strange extraterrestrial being animal to get in use, if it even knew what it was doing. The estrange snake slithered up onto the slab in between her legs, and moved to within an inch of Lily's quivering cunt. It looked around for a moment at the sheep pen of flesh, seemingly getting its armorial bearing, until finally gently touching her button. She was surprised, and twitched a short with an involuntary squeak.
Lily covered her mouth and laughed at herself, until the Snake River gently pushed its end inside her vagina.
Then, she gasped at the sudden entree. Looking down, about an inch had gone in, she could then palpate the ‘ head'of the creature gyrating, as if looking about. After a slight minute, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to puff and grunt. The shadower of the fauna rustled back and forth.
The young charwoman looked down as far as she could from this placement, marveling at the odd mess between her legs. She wished the snake knew how to stuff, instead of just consider her insides.
Just as she made her wish, the worm-snake pushed in again, until she cringed as it came up against her cervix.
"Too far in, my very wide friend."
She reached down and grasped the consistence of the affair, now buried within her about six inches. She tried to carefully pull it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No thing how surd she pulled, although she had little purchase, the Snake River did not budge from within her vagina.
The flimsy bit of fright managed to cross her mind right before the alien louse plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her uterus. Pain swept over her, pulsing from her lower middle, unify with delight from the movement of the thing through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the soundbox of the alien worm and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the next duad minutes.
About a foot and a half of worm still lay between her shivering legs, the residual was within her.
Lily jerked as the dirt ball shifted inside her belly, creating the most odd of wizard. As it began to slue inside even more, the young womanhood slid her paw over her depleted stomach, trying to ascertain what the thing wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so stupid person for thinking that she could get off with some alien beast without there being a apprehension.
She gritted her dentition against the zapping sensation as Thomas More and more of the creature's soundbox edged its way through her vaginal canal, through her cervical opening, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could feel a kind of throwaway motion within her, as though the alien was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see movement underneath the taut white skin beneath her belly button, and felt her body stretch under her fingers. to a greater extent than twelve in of the brute, mind you almost of the body of the foreigner dirt ball was an column inch and a half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her trunk for an unknown intent. The touch of concern had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such slow up, careful motility through her vagina, especially past her g-spot. She wondered…
Lily had located her own g-spot at a much jr. age, and because of this was an expert at giving herself g-spot climax. If she was going to be eaten from the inside by an strange alien snake, then she was going to get off number 1.
As the snake slowly moved within her, Lily moved her hand above her pussy, and pressed down on her pelvic off-white, pushing the tissue beneath it to compress the vaginal canal around the foreign item within it. The rough temporary hookup of vaginal tissue underneath the bone pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increase delight signal to her brain.
Her sweat paid off, as with each second that passed her breaths deepened and quickened, her breasts jiggled as her pectus rose and fell, her brow frowned and her mouth opened wide until her consistence jerked, simultaneous with a pharyngeal groan from Lily's throat as she came hard on the creature in her vagina. Milky white fluid now helped to lube the transition of the matter entering her, which seemed to pick up a slight speed.
Still panting with the try, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the size of it of her belly, which had protruded to the detail where she looked at to the lowest degree three month significant. She still felt the gradual coiling movement within her belly, and even though the pain sensation had lessened considerably, the fright had gone from her thinker. She reasoned that if the extraterrestrial being had wanted to shoot down her or eat her or whatever else, it wouldn't have gone heterosexual person for her love-tunnel.
Sitting up as far as possible, Lily brought her legs up and craned her neck to see over her belly, growing infinitesimally magnanimous every moment. Her eyes just caught sight of the end of the alien worm disappearing past her pussycat rim, allowing her ingress to shut back down close to its original sizing, with a slim gape from the wider-than-usual enactment. It was the most odd of sensations, the backside end of the creature being pulled through her vaginal canal, the duct closing down after the passageway. She shuddered at the impression, moving ridge of pleasure jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With finality, Lily felt the walkover of her cervix closing over the end of the worm's seat, causing her to squinch and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four calendar month'worth of meaning belly.
Suddenly without pain or pleasure, Lily lay panting on the slab or Harlan F. Stone for a second, running her hands over her new ratio. It felt natural enough, even though she had never been pregnant before, even the coiling had ceased. She swept a hand through her pussy to get all of her cum off of herself, closing her eyes halfway at the feeling. She looked at the glistening fluid on her mitt and slowly licked it off, savoring the taste of her own pleasure.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous twenty proceedings exhilaration, Lily stuck a finger up her pussy and pinched her nipple, manipulating her clitoris with her thumb. She panted and groaned, moving her deal from her nipple to her significant belly, caressing it lightly. Her pussy immediately flooded, and pleasure built within the young adult female by her own foreplay, until it broke over her mind like a tidal wave. She had no idea having a pregnant belly would sour her on so much ! Especially a belly with an alien animate being inside it.
Coming down from her minute sexual climax, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarments, giving her titties one finis pinch before capturing them. She then got up and struggled into her unisuit, which stretched enough to accommodate her passenger.
As she was throwing on her jacket, she heard a sourceless female voice.
"Did you know that you're ovulating ?
Lily froze, her jacket suspension from one arm. She searched the room with her eyes, but no one was there.
"Where are you ? ?"She asked the air.
A chuckle responded at first.
"I'm the only other being inside this room. In fact, besides yourself, I'm the simply living thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her swollen stomach, within which she felt a coiling movement for a legal brief moment. Her mind couldn't make sense of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to gag out.
"Yes. Me."The worm replied with a footling movement.
For a bit, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to cerebrate for that matter, for she had just made herself orgasm on an alien creature that she now discovered could talk, somehow. So, she decided to startle with the basics.
"…Do you have a name ?"
"Yes,"the hand-build snake in her uterus replied,"I am Lyrux. ”