Lily Landrey's ship, trailing fire and smoke, smashed through the tree canopy and impacted the control surface of VGG-904, a ring of dirty snow erupting all around the crash web site.
With rakehell trailing from her supercilium, Lily shook off the shock of the crash, and unsnapped her emergency restraints. With a quick glance out the viewport in nominal head of her, seeing nothing but tree diagram trunks and snow, the young woman scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the pilot's leaf node from the body of the guile. She jogged the duration of the cargo bay, which took up most of the torso of the craft, only stopping to key in a few control at a cabinet. At the stern of the bay was a storage locker, which was opened by a small train of computer code entered by her slender finger's breadth. The threshold slid unfold, revealing two carbines, one laser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a interference from back where she came ; a shower of Spark blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"Fucking comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the optical maser carbine and set it against the rampart and keyed open another cabinet as she began to rifle out of her pilot's gear. She was revealed to the cargo bay to be very slender of body and pale of people of colour, for she only wore shorts and a sort of sports bra over her thorax, which bulged with the endeavour of containing her breasts. Her bare midriff was flat, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was disastrous with a hint of blue, like a raven's feather. Throwing her flight of steps suit of clothes aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was drab grey with many pockets and got into it with hurry. Over that she threw a jacket of the same semblance as the courtship, and then stepped into a pair of utility program iron heel.
By this time she could hear some sort of railway locomotive growing airless outside, along with a stiff decrease in ambient temperature ; common mood of a hull rift. There was little prospect she could get this hulk flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a dyad of wallop vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her scoop, and began to create her way back to the sparking console. After three footstep, there was a sound of electrical arcing, and every light source inside the bay went completely beat, including the sparks from the damaged communications console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing scrape and lights-out against the exterior of the hull of her ship, she felt around in her suit for a directed radio beam, and switched it on. Her oculus were on the hatch at the peak of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming noise came from her right wing, and she spied a dim square outline against the darkened bulkhead. The outline grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the piece of hull hinged inward, hitting the deck with a deafening clang !
A vaguely hulking human body leaned around the still-glowing sharpness of the brand-new memory access hatch, and gave two great whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her percentage, had managed to not make a sound, but as soon as one of the alien shapes barked, she touched the he-man on her carbine, and a pair of brilliant yellow-bellied shaft of light lashed through the configuration at the maw. She heard a number of pharyngeal consonant voices outside, so she unleashed another duad of electron beam at the door before moving to a dissimilar location.
The bay of her ship was half filled with mechanical equipment and crates waiting to be delivered. well-nigh of the equipment could stop a laser blast, but she had no melodic theme what these creatures had for weapon system.
She didn't have long to wonder, for another one of the animal stomped into the bay, and threw a little orb toward her last location. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a punishing red light and emitted a piercing scream of sound. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the face of her head, dropping her weapon in the act. The haphazardness was inundating, and had an unlooked-for effect upon her ; she seemed to be growing weary rather quickly.
By the time the noise quit, Lily could barely keep her eyes open. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her back against a crate.
As thumping step came toward her location, Lily fumbled in her pocket for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to bear. She squeezed the induction at the nighest black moving shadow until it was knocked out of her paw by an spiritual world effect, which was immediately brought to brook on her head until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The first thing that Lily noticed was that she was very cold. For a moment, that was all she could find out, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The snuggle observation was that she was lying on something severely and smooth. She felt along her dead body to line up that her garments had been removed, all except for her unmentionable which were still in property, and none of her tools or other gear were on her person. Finally managing to crack assailable her center, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit room she currently occupied.
The room was low and rather talkative, and seemed to feature been cut out of rock. There was a single insistence door at the other end which stood firmly shut. Lily determined that she was lying on a rock 'n' roll slab, of which there were identical slabs around the room. Between the walls were scattered box seat and crates all of varying sizes and shapes.
As she sat up, pain bloomed in her chief, causing her to groan and seize at her brow. She wrapped her other arm around her midsection and waited for the annoyance in her head to lessen.
Through the buffeting in her psyche, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her right, away from the exclusively seeable door. Squinting in that commission, the young pilot saw nothing but Second Earl Grey crating and black careen, but the whisper continued, like dry leaves on concrete. The painful sensation waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her metrical unit and pass, shivering, around the stack of crates which blocked her view from the author of the sound. The scraping disturbance ceased before she got around the box, though, and to her frustration, there was zip occupying that quoin of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to admit stock. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to withdraw everything about the clangoring.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her engine, causing her to violently dangle back into real-space extremely closing to this satellite. Her navigational electronic computer had identified the satellite as VGG-904, classified as habitable by longsighted orbit adventurer when they first wave of exploration went through this sector, some three hundred standard years before. Since then, no one had visited, and nothing discovered about it.
Lily had had to manipulate her power and railway locomotive in haphazard slipway to get the ship to crash country, instead of vaporize in the atmosphere or decay upon impact with the reason. She had survived all the random component thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown species of stranger, seemingly animate.
Who knows what they planned to do to her ?
A dull aching still hammered away behind her eyes, so Lily decided to lean back on her slab against the sway rampart and conclude her eyes.




She must have passed back out because she swam back to cognisance as the threshold screeched undefendable. The rhythmical clunk of laborious feet made her marrow hammering, but she wasn't able to move an inch before one of the hulking iniquity fauna squeezed through the doorway and peered in her direction with large Black person eyes. It whuffed and angled its massive head to look in the other corner, the one from which the whispering randomness had emanated earlier. Making the same noise for many meter in succession, the fauna began to stake out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the thing,"What do you have me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No regard was paid to her yell, and the doorway slammed shut with a interference that echoed.
She scoffed, and rubbed the nap from her eyes, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the hard rock 'n' roll was relentless, and went to have a look at the door. It was more like a pressurise hatch, but with no mechanisms or handles to touch off it. The young woman sighed and moved toward the faithful large crate. She searched around for a latch or a keyhole or computer keyboard, anything that would open the crateful. A adjourn slot near the top of one slope held a button, which she depressed. The lid of the crate, about even with her breasts, broke into two composition and slid off the English of the box on systems of railing.
Inside were packages of some sort of soft textile, neatly packed atop each other. Lily took the initiative and broke one packet subject, and to her surprise, what seemed to be an heroic cloak fell partially open at her animal foot. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a cakehole in the heart for a head.
Smiling at this tiny bit of portion, for Lily was practically vibrating across the floor from her shivers, she draped it around her like she imagined royal house would, and strode back to her slab. The giant would probably be angry with her for getting into their stuff, but she didn't really wish, since they had knocked her out, stripped her, and left her to block in a storeroom.
She was just about to curl up against the bulwark when the rustling began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the prat of the oversized garment behind her like a train, she searched every part of the elbow room she was in, pushing crates out of the way and even checking underneath a few. Nothing was found but a bit of dust in every corner, although the rustling noise hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a pain in her chief, Lily decided to sit down and recollect some more on her predicament. She had no sooner seated herself and drew the flexure of the impromptu cover around her uncovered legs when she saw something atop one of the crate. She gasped at the blow of seeing something that she hadn't found during her search.
The thing was cylindrical and about as long as two of her rush placed end to end. It was no thicker than her forearm, and a mahogany-red in color. 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 heart growing wide at this latest of stranger. It wasn't to last-place hanker, for it seemed as though the snake-like creature had noticed her gaze. It slithered across the top of the crate, wrapped around the boundary until it located the recessed button, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the floor as the box opened. The creature came to a point and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen shape.
She got the spirit that the thing was trying to show her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her eyes on the louse as it tracked her, edged towards the now-opened box. Arriving at the side, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in glee at finding all of the gear she had lost between her licking within her own cargo keep and right now. She immediately dropped the stranger cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the pockets. Then she crammed those pocket full of every contrivance that she had taken from the cabinet, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crate for her lined cap.
All this sentence, the worm-snake on the ground watched her every motility, but made no move forward or back. Once fully decked out, Lily reached down again for her laser carbine and set it on her sleeping slab. With the crateful empty, she turned back to the animal on the ground, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, picayune thing."
This set phrase elicited a bollocks up from the front end of the snake in the grass, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her Sentient lifetime line in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the edge of her slab and clasped her custody together, trying to count on this nameless alien creature out. It edged a little finisher to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its poop sweeping the ground behind it.
Her mind suddenly that it looked like an oversized variation of a very picky item tucked away with her spare clothing back at her ship. This affair was the same color and world-wide proportionate size of it to her dildo !
Lily's brass reddened and she smiled, still looking at the Hydra creature, 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 foundation and looked up at her. With a slight exclamation, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the affair. It must have sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her artillery. It tapped the farm animal twice, and then twitched it's ‘ head'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this thing was not only in willpower of at least a rudimentary intelligence, but it could also realize buttons and weapons. It also had a good idea, one that Lily was sure she would give birth arrived at, given enough fourth dimension.
She picked up her laser, checked the burster and working parliamentary procedure, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crate for condom. She fired the artillery 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 creatures would come running to check on their prize. Surprisingly, not a sound was heard other than that made by the uber-dildo coming out of cover.
It slithered over to the doorway, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to scrutinise her handiwork, only to happen that the optical maser had done absolutely zippo to the dull finish of the hatch.
growling in anger, Lily set her carbine against the rampart and dropped her aching head in her script. She massaged her eye again, and when she opened them, the ophidian creature was right beside her on the slab, ‘ looking'at her.
Smiling at that resemblance between the thing in front of her and her toy back on the ship, Lily reached out to it and barely touched the English of it with a few finger. It pushed against the cutaneous senses of her fingers 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 look.
She giggled at its exercising weight on her leg, and caressed what she figured to be its neck. It strained forward under her fingers, and moved its early end over to gesture and betoken at a specific spot between her legs. Lily blinked, the smiling sliding off her face.
"What do you need down there ?"
It seemed to strain towards her human face, and then it curved around and pointed directly to her privates. It then looked back towards her face.
She couldn't hardly believe it, but the fact that a sentient extraterrestrial being dildo-creature was obsessing about her vagina was turning her on a fiddling bit. It had certainly been a while since anything had happened between her and anyone besides her dildo, and the fact that she was trapped on an unknown planet inside some variety of adeptness with no way out meant that she had some time to kill.
She looked over at the door uncertainly, but there came not a sound from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the wight to the bench beside her, Lily got to her foot and threw her jacket to the side, fumbling at the unisuit's zip. The Snake River on the judiciary watched her apparent movement carefully. Lily felt as though she should tease the thing somehow, since it seemed intelligent, but she rolled her eyes at herself and shimmied her shoulders out of the sleeves and stepped out of the eternal sleep of it. She flipped her pilus out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her span of c-cup breasts with light nipples. For a bit she kneaded her tits and squeezed her nipple, biting her lip at the thought of fucking her very first outlander wight.
The snake-creature was still on the work bench, watching her every motion, as though wait, quite patiently, for her to finish. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the live on of her underclothing, showing a completely bald-pated pussy to the ‘ gaze'of the thing.
Stark naked now, with her pap standing erect and gooseflesh covering her from the chilly air, Lily went and sat down next to the impromptu dildo and opened her legs, running a couple of fingerbreadth through her cunt to make sure of maximum lubrication.
The fauna, which was wider than her dildo, slithered off onto the floor and peeked up over the edge of the slab, peering into Lily's fork as she played with it. It looked up at her face when a moan escaped her, but returned its attention to the now wet pair of pussy rim.
Lily drew her wet finger's breadth out of herself and moved against the wall, gesturing coyly for the strange alien creature to get busy, if it even knew what it was doing. The alien snake slithered up onto the slab in between her legs, and moved to within an inch of Lily's quivering pussy. It looked around for a present moment at the plication of form, seemingly getting its bearings, until finally gently touching her clitoris. She was surprise, and twitched a piddling with an involuntary squeak.
Lily covered her sassing and laughed at herself, until the Snake River gently pushed its end inside her vagina.
Then, she gasped at the sudden entrance. Looking down, about an in had gone in, she could then feel the ‘ heading'of the puppet gyrating, as if looking about. After a thin moment, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to gasp and grunt. The buttocks of the creature rustled back and forth.
The vernal cleaning woman looked down as far as she could from this position, marveling at the odd sight between her legs. She wished the snake knew how to thrust, instead of just study her insides.
Just as she made her indirect request, the worm-snake pushed in again, until she cringed as it came up against her cervix.
"Too far in, my very all-encompassing friend."
She reached down and grasped the organic structure of the affair, now buried within her about six in. She tried to carefully deplume it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No affair how hard she pulled, although she had niggling leveraging, the snake did not budge from within her vagina.
The fragile bit of care managed to cross her mind right hand before the alien worm plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her uterus. Pain swept over her, pulsing from her humble midriff, commix with pleasure from the front of the affair through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the body of the alien insect and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the next couple minutes.
About a foot and a half of dirt ball still lay between her shivering legs, the ease was within her.
Lily jerked as the dirt ball shifted inside her belly, creating the nearly odd of superstar. As it began to slide inside even more, the young char slid her manus over her lower belly, trying to find what the thing wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so stupid for thinking that she could get off with some unknown creature without there being a catch.
She gritted her dentition against the zapping sense impression as to a greater extent and more of the creature's dead body edged its way through her vaginal channel, through her cervical opening move, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could feel a sort of circular question within her, as though the alien was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see bm underneath the tight whiteness skin beneath her belly release, and felt her body stretch under her fingers. More than XII inches of the tool, mind you to the highest degree of the torso of the alien louse was an inch and a half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her body for an unknown purpose. The jot of fearfulness had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such slow, debate bowel movement through her vagina, especially past her g-spot. She wondered…
Lily had located her own g-spot at a much younger age, and because of this was an expert at giving herself g-spot orgasms. If she was going to be eaten from the interior by an unsung extraterrestrial being snake, then she was going to get off outset.
As the snake slowly moved within her, Lily moved her hand above her pussy, and pressed down on her pelvic ivory, pushing the tissue paper beneath it to compress the vaginal duct around the alien particular within it. The grating fleck of vaginal tissue underneath the os pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increased pleasure signals to her brain.
Her attempt paid off, as with each second that passed her intimation deepened and quickened, her breasts jiggled as her chest of drawers rose and fell, her brow frowned and her mouth opened wide until her body jerked, coinciding with a pharyngeal groan from Lily's throat as she came hard on the wight in her vagina. Milky white fluid now helped to lubricate the passage of the matter entering her, which seemed to nibble up a petty speed.
Still panting with the try, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the size of her belly, which had protruded to the distributor point where she looked at to the lowest degree three months meaning. She still felt the gradual coiling movement within her belly, and even though the pain had lessened considerably, the fear had gone from her judgement. She reasoned that if the outlander had wanted to kill her or eat her or whatever else, it wouldn't have gone straight for her love-tunnel.
Sitting up as far as possible, Lily brought her legs up and craned her neck opening to see over her belly, growing infinitesimally larger every moment. Her eye just caught spate of the end of the outlander worm disappearing past her snatch lips, allowing her entrance to shut back down close to its master copy sizing, with a flimsy gape from the wider-than-usual passage. It was the most odd of sense, the trail end of the creature being pulled through her vaginal duct, the canal closing down after the handing over. She shuddered at the feeling, waves of joy jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With finality, Lily felt the snap of her uterine cervix closing over the end of the worm's tail, causing her to flinch and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four calendar month'worth of pregnant belly.
Suddenly without infliction or delight, Lily lay panting on the slab or Harlan Fiske Stone for a moment, running her hands over her new balance. It felt natural enough, even though she had never been meaning before, even the coiling had ceased. She swept a helping 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 hand and slowly licked it off, savoring the taste of her own joy.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous twenty minute excitement, Lily stuck a finger up her slit and pinched her mamilla, manipulating her button with her thumb. She panted and groaned, moving her hand from her nipple to her pregnant belly, caressing it lightly. Her puss immediately flooded, and pleasure built within the young charwoman by her own arousal, until it broke over her mind like a tidal wave. She had no thought having a pregnant belly would deform her on so much ! Especially a belly with an extraterrestrial being creature inside it.
Coming down from her second climax, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her unmentionable, giving her titties one finale exigency before capturing them. She then got up and struggled into her unisuit, which stretched enough to suit 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 crown suspension from one arm. She searched the elbow 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 only living thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her egotistical stomach, within which she felt a coiling apparent motion for a brief minute. Her mind couldn't make sense of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to kick the bucket out.
"Yes. Me."The worm replied with a trivial movement.
For a moment, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to think for that matter, for she had just made herself orgasm on an alien beast that she now discovered could talk, somehow. So, she decided to start with the basics.
"…Do you have a gens ?"
"Yes,"the coiled snake in her uterus reply,"I am Lyrux. ”