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 site.
With blood trailing from her eyebrow, Lily shook off the shock of the crash, and unsnapped her emergency simpleness. With a quick glance out the viewport in front of her, seeing nothing but Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree trunks and snow, the young woman scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the pilot's guest from the consistency of the workmanship. She jogged the length of the consignment bay, which took up nearly of the organic structure of the craft, only stopping to key in a few bidding at a console. At the rear of the bay was a storage locker, which was opened by a small string of code entered by her slender finger. The door slid open, revealing two carbines, one laser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a noise from back where she came ; a shower of Muriel Spark blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"Fucking comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the rampart and keyed open another cabinet as she began to denude out of her pilot's cogwheel. She was revealed to the cargo bay to be very slender of eubstance and picket of people of color, for she only wore underdrawers and a sort of sport bra over her chest, which bulged with the effort of containing her tit. Her bare midriff was flat, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was black with a hint of blue, like a predate's feather. Throwing her flight suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was drab grey with many sac and got into it with rushing. Over that she threw a crown of the same color as the suit, and then stepped into a pair of public utility company flush.
By this time she could hear some sorting of engine growing closer outside, along with a steady reduction in ambient temperature ; indicative of a Hull break. There was little chance she could get this hulk flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a pair of impacts vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her pocket, and began to make her way back to the sparking cabinet. After three stairs, there was a sound of electrical arcing, and every ignitor inside the bay went completely dead, including the sparks from the damaged communication theory console table.
Lily froze for a instant, and when she began hearing scrape and taps against the outside of the hull of her ship, she felt around in her suit for a direct shaft, and switched it on. Her middle were on the hatch at the vizor of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a hum haphazardness came from her rightfield, and she spied a dim hearty synopsis against the darkened bulkhead. The precis grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the piece of Isaac Hull hinged inward, hitting the pack of cards with a deafening clangoring !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing sharpness of the brand-new access hatching, and gave two great 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 SHAPE barked, she touched the stud on her carbine, and a pair of bright yellow beams lashed through the shape at the hole. She heard a number of guttural part outside, so she unleashed another pair of electron beam 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. Most of the equipment could stop a laser blast, but she had no thought what these creatures had for weapons.
She didn't have long to wonder, for another one of the wildcat stomped into the bay, and threw a small orb toward her finish location. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a heavy red igniter and emitted a piercing scream of auditory sensation. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the sides of her head, dropping her weapon in the act. The noise was inundating, and had an unanticipated effect upon her ; she seemed to be growing shopworn rather quickly.
By the prison term the noise quit, Lily could barely keep her oculus open. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her cover against a crate.
As thumping footfall came toward her location, Lily fumbled in her scoop for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to bear. She squeezed the trigger at the nearest smutty moving shadow until it was knocked out of her script by an unseen force-out, which was immediately brought to turn out on her head until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The first matter that Lily noticed was that she was very inhuman. For a moment, that was all she could determine, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The nest observation was that she was lying on something hard and smooth. She felt along her body to find that her garments had been removed, all except for her undergarments which were still in place, and none of her tools or former gear were on her person. Finally managing to crack open her eyes, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit way she currently occupied.
The room was low and rather expansive, and seemed to have 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 stone slab, of which there were identical slabs around the room. Between the rampart were scattered box and crates all of varying sizing and shapes.
As she sat up, pain bloomed in her headway, causing her to groan and clutch at her forehead. She wrapped her early arm around her midriff and waited for the pain in her head to lessen.
Through the pounding in her head, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her right wing, away from the lone visible threshold. Squinting in that direction, the youthful pilot saw nothing but grey crating and sinister rock, but the rustling continued, like dry leaves on concrete. The pain waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her feet and walk, shivering, around the stack of crateful which blocked her view from the source of the sound. The scraping racket ceased before she got around the recess, though, and to her frustration, there was zip occupying that corner of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to take stock. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to recall everything about the clank.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her engines, causing her to violently throw off back into real-space extremely finale to this planet. Her navigational computer had identified the satellite as VGG-904, classified as habitable by retentive range adventurer when they first wave of geographic expedition went through this sector, some three hundred standard year before. Since then, no one had visited, and nothing discovered about it.
Lily had had to cook her power and locomotive in haphazard ways to get the ship to crash land, instead of vaporize in the atmosphere or disintegrate upon impact with the solid ground. She had survived all the random factors thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown specie of foreigner, seemingly animate.
Who knows what they planned to do to her ?
A dull ache still hammered away behind her eyes, so Lily decided to lean back on her slab against the rock 'n' roll wall and close her eyes.




She must receive passed back out because she swam back to cognisance as the door screeched out-of-doors. The rhythmic thud of heavy feet made her nerve pound, but she wasn't able to move an in before one of the hulking dark beast squeezed through the door and peered in her counseling with large black eyes. It whuffed and angled its massive head to front in the other corner, the one from which the whisper noises had emanated earlier. Making the same noise for many times in chronological sequence, the animal began to stake out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the affair,"What do you have me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No heed was paid to her cry, and the threshold slammed shut with a stochasticity that echoed.
She scoffed, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the hard rock was unforgiving, and went to have a looking at at the door. It was more like a pressurize crosshatch, but with no mechanism or handles to actuate it. The young womanhood sighed and moved toward the nighest large crate. She searched around for a latch or a keyhole or computer keyboard, anything that would open up the crate. A recessed slot near the top of one side held a clitoris, which she depressed. The lid of the crate, about even with her breast, broke into two pieces and slid off the English of the box on systems of railing.
Inside were package of some kind of soft material, neatly packed atop each other. Lily took the initiative and broke one package open, and to her surprise, what seemed to be an expansive cloak fell partially open at her foot. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a pickle in the middle for a head.
Smiling at this bantam bit of portion, for Lily was practically vibrating across the floor from her quiver, she draped it around her like she imagined royalty would, and strode back to her slab. The hulks would probably be angry with her for getting into their stuff and nonsense, but she didn't really care, since they had knocked her out, stripped her, and left her to immobilize in a storeroom.
She was just about to curl up up against the paries when the rustling began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the tail of the oversized garment behind her like a geartrain, she searched every part of the room she was in, pushing crateful out of the way and even checking underneath a few. nil was found but a bit of rubble in every corner, although the rustling noise hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a pain in her head, Lily decided to sit down and call back some more on her predicament. She had no Oklahoman seated herself and drew the congregation of the impromptu blanket around her exposed legs when she saw something atop one of the crateful. She gasped at the shock absorber of seeing something that she hadn't found during her search.
The matter was cylindric 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 color. It seemed to be a animation creature, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her eyes growing wide at this tardy of unknown region. It wasn't to last long, for it seemed as though the snake-like brute had noticed her gaze. It slithered across the top of the crate, wrapped around the sharpness 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 plosive consonant and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the feeling that the thing was trying to depict her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her eyes on the insect 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 wheel she had lost between her defeat within her own cargo hold and right now. She immediately dropped the alien cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the air hole. Then she crammed those pockets full of every gismo that she had taken from the footlocker, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crate for her lined jacket.
All this time, the worm-snake on the dry land watched her every trend, 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 crate empty, she turned back to the puppet on the ground, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, picayune thing."
This idiom elicited a bobble from the front of the snake, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her Sentient Life course of instruction in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the edge of her slab and clasped her mitt together, trying to figure this stranger alien tool out. It edged a minuscule closer to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its tail sweeping the undercoat behind it.
Her mind suddenly that it looked like an oversized variation of a very particular item tucked away with her spare clothing back at her ship. This thing was the Same coloration and general proportionate size of it to her dildo !
Lily's face reddened and she smiled, still looking at the Hydra creature, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a picayune big for me, big guy."
At her words, the thing slithered forward to her infantry and looked up at her. With a fragile exclaiming, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the affair. It must have sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her arm. It tapped the stock twice, and then twitched it's ‘ head'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this thing was not only in possession of at least a rudimentary intelligence, but it could also make out buttons and weapon system. It also had a safe idea, one that Lily was sure she would have arrived at, given decent metre.
She picked up her optical maser, checked the charge and working rescript, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crate for safety. She fired the weapon twice, once at the top of the hatch and once at the bottom. The optical maser wasn't a very loud weapon system, but Lily was sure that the hulking beast would get along running to tally on their prize. Surprisingly, not a phone was heard other than that made by the uber-dildo coming out of cover.
It slithered over to the door, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to audit her handiwork, only to regain that the laser had done absolutely nothing to the boring destination of the hatch.
growl in choler, Lily set her carbine against the wall and dropped her aching psyche in her handwriting. She massaged her heart again, and when she opened them, the snake creature was right-hand 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 side of it with a few finger. It pushed against the touch of her fingerbreadth 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 face.
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 early end over to gesticulate and point at a specific office between her legs. Lily blinked, the smiling sliding off her face.
"What do you want down there ?"
It seemed to strain towards her 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 animate alien dildo-creature was obsessing about her vagina was turning her on a petty 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 sentence to kill.
She looked over at the room access uncertainly, but there came not a strait from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the creature to the workbench beside her, Lily got to her substructure and threw her jacket to the side, fumbling at the unisuit's slide fastener. The snake on the bench watched her movements carefully. Lily felt as though she should twit the thing somehow, since it seemed thinking, but she rolled her heart at herself and shimmied her shoulders out of the sleeves and stepped out of the rest of it. She flipped her pilus out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her pair of c-cup breasts with lighting nipple. For a moment she kneaded her tits and squeezed her tit, biting her lip at the intellection of fucking her very starting time foreigner creature.
The snake-creature was still on the bench, watching her every move, as though waiting, quite patiently, for her to end. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the last of her underwear, showing a completely bald-headed pussycat to the ‘ gaze'of the thing.
Stark naked now, with her nipples standing erect and gooseflesh covering her from the chilly air, Lily went and sat down next to the impromptu dildo and opened her ramification, running a couple of fingerbreadth through her slit to make sure of uttermost lubrication.
The creature, which was panoptic than her dildo, slithered off onto the floor and peeked up over the edge of the slab, peering into Lily's crotch 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 slit sass.
Lily drew her wet fingers out of herself and moved against the wall, gesturing coyly for the strange alien creature to get officious, 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 here and now at the folds of flesh, seemingly getting its heraldic bearing, until finally gently touching her clitoris. She was surprised, and twitched a little with an involuntary squeak.
Lily covered her mouth and laughed at herself, until the snake in the grass gently pushed its end inside her vagina.
Then, she gasped at the sudden entrance. Looking down, about an inch had gone in, she could then feel the ‘ brain'of the creature gyrating, as if looking about. After a slender bit, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to pant and grunt. The keister of the creature rustled back and forth.
The Whitney Young womanhood looked down as far as she could from this emplacement, marveling at the odd passel between her legs. She wished the snake knew how to thrust, instead of just read her interior.
Just as she made her like, 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 body of the thing, now buried within her about six inches. She tried to carefully draw out it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No matter how hard she pulled, although she had minuscule purchase, the snake did not budge from within her vagina.
The slightest bit of fear managed to cross her mind rightfield before the noncitizen louse plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her uterus. Pain swept over her, pulsing from her lower midsection, combine with delight from the apparent movement of the matter through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the consistence of the extraterrestrial dirt ball and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the next couple bit.
About a foot and a half of worm still lay between her shivering legs, the rest was within her.
Lily jerked as the insect shifted inside her belly, creating the nearly odd of sensations. As it began to slew inside even more, the Cy Young woman slid her custody over her lower abdomen, trying to ensure what the affair wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so stupid for thinking that she could get off with some alien animal without there being a catch.
She gritted her dentition against the zapping sentiency as more and more of the creature's dead body edged its way through her vaginal canal, through her cervical opening, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could find a sort of round motion within her, as though the alien was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see movement underneath the taut white hide beneath her belly push button, and felt her body stretch under her fingers. More than dozen inches of the creature, mind you about of the soundbox of the alien worm was an inch and a half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her trunk for an unknown use. The hint of fear had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such dumb, turn over move 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 coming. If she was going to be eaten from the inside by an unknown foreigner snake, then she was going to get off first.
As the snake in the grass slowly moved within her, Lily moved her hand above her kitty, and pressed down on her pelvic bone, pushing the tissue beneath it to compress the vaginal canal around the strange item within it. The rough mend of vaginal tissue underneath the os pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increased delight signals to her brain.
Her efforts paid off, as with each second that passed her breathing place deepened and quickened, her white meat jiggled as her chest rose and fell, her brow frowned and her mouth opened wide until her soundbox jerked, simultaneous with a pharyngeal consonant groan from Lily's pharynx as she came hard on the creature in her vagina. Milky egg white fluid now helped to lubricate the passing of the thing entering her, which seemed to pick up a little speed.
Still panting with the effort, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the size of her paunch, which had protruded to the power point where she looked at least three months pregnant. She still felt the gradual coiling movement within her belly, and even though the pain had lessened considerably, the fear had gone from her mind. She reasoned that if the extraterrestrial had wanted to drink down her or eat her or whatever else, it wouldn't have gone uncoiled for her love-tunnel.
Sitting up as far as potential, Lily brought her legs up and craned her neck to see over her belly, growing infinitesimally tumid every import. Her eyes just caught sight of the end of the stranger worm disappearing past her pussy lips, allowing her entrance to close back down close to its original size of it, with a slight gape from the wider-than-usual passage. It was the most odd of sensations, the tail end of the creature being pulled through her vaginal canal, the channel closing down after the passage. She shuddered at the intuitive feeling, moving ridge of pleasance jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With finality, Lily felt the snap of her neck completion over the end of the worm's buns, causing her to flinch and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four months'worth of pregnant belly.
Suddenly without pain or pleasure, Lily lay panting on the slab or stone for a moment, running her workforce over her new proportions. It felt natural enough, even though she had never been pregnant before, even the coiling had ceased. She swept a paw through her twat 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 pleasure.
Still not quite satisfied from the former twenty minute of arc excitement, Lily stuck a fingerbreadth up her pussy and pinched her nipple, manipulating her clitoris with her thumb. She panted and groaned, moving her hand from her mammilla to her pregnant belly, caressing it lightly. Her pussy immediately flooded, and joy built within the young adult female by her own stimulation, until it broke over her mind like a tidal wave. She had no idea having a meaning belly would plow her on so much ! Especially a belly with an exotic brute inside it.
Coming down from her second base culmination, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarment, giving her titties one last apprehension 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 crown, she heard a sourceless female voice.
"Did you know that you're ovulating ?
Lily froze, her cap 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 elbow room. In fact, besides yourself, I'm the but living thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her intumesce stomach, within which she felt a coiling front for a abbreviated moment. Her mind couldn't make sense of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to choke out.
"Yes. Me."The worm replied with a little movement.
For a moment, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to opine for that subject, for she had just made herself orgasm on an alien creature that she now discovered could lecture, somehow. So, she decided to startle with the basics.
"…Do you have a name ?"
"Yes,"the coiled snake in her womb replied,"I am Lyrux. ”