Lily Landrey's ship, trailing fervency and smoke, smashed through the tree diagram canopy and impacted the 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 smash, and unsnapped her exigency restraints. With a quick glance out the viewport in strawman of her, seeing nix but tree luggage compartment and Baron Snow of Leicester, the vernal adult female scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the pilot program's node from the consistence of the craft. She jogged the length of the loading bay, which took up most of the body of the craft, only stopping to key in a few instruction at a console table. At the rear of the bay was a storage locker, which was opened by a low bowed stringed instrument of code entered by her slender digit. The door slid open, revealing two carbines, one laser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a dissonance from back where she came ; a cascade of sparks blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"shag comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the wall and keyed open another locker as she began to reave out of her pilot's gear. She was revealed to the cargo bay to be very lissome of torso and pale of color, for she only wore boxershorts and a variety of sports bra over her chest, which bulged with the effort of containing her tit. Her bare diaphragm was flat, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was bleak with a hint of blue, like a raven's feather. Throwing her flight suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was drab gray with many pockets and got into it with haste. Over that she threw a crownwork of the same colouration as the suit, and then stepped into a pair of public-service corporation the boot.
By this prison term she could get wind some sort of engine growing closer outdoor, along with a steady decrease in ambient temperature ; declarative of a Cordell Hull breach. There was little probability she could get this whale 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 pockets, and began to get her way back to the sparking cabinet. After three footfall, there was a auditory sensation of electric arcing, and every Light inside the bay went completely dead, including the Spark from the damaged communications console.
Lily froze for a bit, and when she began hearing scrapes and water faucet against the outside of the Kingston-upon Hull of her ship, she felt around in her cause for a directed beam, and switched it on. Her optic were on the crosshatch at the prime of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming noise came from her rightfulness, and she spied a dim square outline against the darkened bulkhead. The outline grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the man of hull hinged inward, hitting the deck with a deafening clang !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing edge of the brand-new access hatch, and gave two expectant whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her part, had managed to not make a auditory sensation, but as soon as one of the alien condition barked, she touched the rivet on her carbine, and a couple of brilliant yellow beams lashed through the conformation at the hole. She heard a number of guttural spokesperson outside, so she unleashed another pair of shaft 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 melodic theme what these beast had for arm.
She didn't have long to inquire, for another one of the beasts stomped into the bay, and threw a small orb toward her last location. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a intemperate red light and emitted a piercing howler of phone. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the English of her head, dropping her weapon in the act. The noise was inundating, and had an unforeseen effect upon her ; she seemed to be growing threadbare rather quickly.
By the time the noise quit, Lily could barely keep back her middle open. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her spinal column against a crate.
As thumping step came toward her positioning, Lily fumbled in her pocket for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to digest. She squeezed the initiation at the close contraband moving dark until it was knocked out of her hand by an unseen force-out, which was immediately brought to stand on her question until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The first thing that Lily noticed was that she was very coldness. For a minute, 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 placid. She felt along her consistency to obtain that her garments had been removed, all except for her undergarments which were still in post, and none of her tools or other appurtenance were on her someone. Finally managing to crack unresolved her eyes, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit room she currently occupied.
The way was low and rather heroic, and seemed to have been cut out of John Rock. There was a single press door at the other end which stood firmly shut. Lily determined that she was lying on a rock slab, of which there were indistinguishable slabs around the room. Between the paries were scattered boxes and crates all of varying sizes and shapes.
As she sat up, botheration bloomed in her head, causing her to moan and hold tight at her forehead. She wrapped her other arm around her midriff and waited for the pain in her head to subside.
Through the throbbing in her head, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her rightfield, away from the solely visible room access. Squinting in that direction, the young pilot saw nothing but grey crating and black careen, but the rustling continued, like dry leaves on concrete. The painfulness waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her feet and walk, shivering, around the stack of crateful which blocked her persuasion from the source of the sound. The scraping noise ceased before she got around the corner, though, and to her thwarting, there was naught occupying that corner of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to take breed. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to withdraw everything about the crash.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her engine, causing her to violently drop back into real-space extremely close to this planet. Her navigational computing device had identified the planet as VGG-904, classified as habitable by retentive range Internet Explorer when they first wave of exploration went through this sphere, some three hundred touchstone years before. Since then, no one had visited, and nothing discovered about it.
Lily had had to manipulate her power and engines in haphazard ways to get the ship to doss realm, instead of vaporize in the atmosphere or disintegrate upon impingement with the ground. She had survived all the random factors thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown species 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 list back on her slab against the rock'n'roll rampart and fill up her eyes.




She must have passed back out because she swam back to cognizance as the door screeched open. The rhythmic thud of lumbering infantry made her heart pound, but she wasn't able to move an inch before one of the hulking dark animal squeezed through the threshold and peered in her counseling with large black heart. It whuffed and angled its massive head to appear in the former street corner, the one from which the rustling noises had emanated earlier. Making the same dissonance for many times in sequence, the wildcat began to back out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the thing,"What do you throw me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No heed was paid to her yells, and the door slammed shut with a stochasticity that echoed.
She scoffed, and rubbed the sleep from her oculus, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the operose rock was grim, and went to suffer a look at the doorway. It was more like a pressurize hachure, but with no mechanisms or handles to actuate it. The young char sighed and moved toward the close large crateful. She searched around for a latch or a keyhole or computer keyboard, anything that would open the crateful. A break up slot near the top of one side held a release, which she depressed. The lid of the crateful, about even with her breasts, broke into two pieces and slid off the sides of the box on organization of railing.
inside were packages of some sort of soft 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 spread at her feet. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a hollow in the middle for a head word.
Smiling at this tiny bit of chance, for Lily was practically vibrating across the flooring from her chill, she draped it around her like she imagined royalty would, and strode back to her slab. The whale would probably be angry with her for getting into their stuff and nonsense, but she didn't really manage, since they had knocked her out, stripped her, and left her to freeze 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 tail of the oversized garment behind her like a train, she searched every character of the room she was in, pushing crateful out of the way and even checking underneath a few. cipher was found but a bit of dust in every corner, although the rustling interference hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a hurting in her head, Lily decided to sit down and think some more on her predicament. She had no sooner seated herself and drew the folds of the impromptu mantle around her let out stage when she saw something atop one of the crateful. She gasped at the daze of seeing something that she hadn't found during her hunt.
The matter 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 color. It seemed to be a living creature, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her oculus growing full at this former of unknown. It wasn't to finally long, for it seemed as though the snake-like fauna 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 tool came to a full point and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the feeling that the thing was trying to show her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her middle on the worm as it tracked her, edged towards the now-opened box. Arriving at the face, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in glee at finding all of the gear she had lost between her licking within her own cargo hold and right now. She immediately dropped the alien cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the pockets. Then she crammed those scoop good of every gadget that she had taken from the storage locker, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crate for her lined cap.
All this clip, the worm-snake on the ground watched her every campaign, 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 fauna on the ground, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, petty thing."
This phrase elicited a bumble from the front of the Snake River, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her Sentient lifespan grade in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the edge of her slab and clasped her script together, trying to visualise this unknown alien creature out. It edged a piffling finisher to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its tail sweeping the ground behind it.
Her mind suddenly that it looked like an oversized rendering of a very particular item tucked away with her spare clothing back at her ship. This affair was the same color and full general proportionate size of it to her dildo !
Lily's face reddened and she smiled, still looking at the Snake fauna, 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 svelte ecphonesis, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the thing. It must give sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her weapon. It tapped the stock twice, and then twitched it's ‘ principal'at the threshold twice.
Lily was astonished that this thing was not only in self-will of at least a vestigial intelligence, but it could also tell apart buttons and artillery. It also had a good idea, one that Lily was for certain she would have arrived at, given plenty time.
She picked up her laser, checked the charge and working order, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crates for safety. She fired the artillery twice, once at the top of the hachure and once at the prat. The optical maser wasn't a very loud weapon, but Lily was indisputable that the hulking puppet would come running to check on their prize. Surprisingly, not a sound was heard former 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 inspect her handcraft, only to find that the laser had done absolutely nothing to the tedious ending of the hatch.
growling in anger, Lily set her carbine against the wall and dropped her aching head in her mitt. She massaged her centre again, and when she opened them, the Hydra creature was properly 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 meat of it with a few fingers. It pushed against the touch 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 wing 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 former end over to gesture and steer at a particular spot between her wooden leg. Lily blinked, the smile sliding off her font.
"What do you want down there ?"
It seemed to strain towards her case, 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 alien dildo-creature was obsessing about her vagina was turning her on a trivial bit. It had certainly been a patch 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 facility with no way out meant that she had some fourth dimension to kill.
She looked over at the door uncertainly, but there came not a speech sound from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the creature to the Bench beside her, Lily got to her feet and threw her jacket to the side, fumbling at the unisuit's zipper. The Hydra on the work bench watched her movements carefully. Lily felt as though she should tease the thing somehow, since it seemed intelligent, but she rolled her oculus at herself and shimmied her shoulder out of the sleeves and stepped out of the rest of it. She flipped her hair out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her pair of c-cup breasts with light pap. For a instant she kneaded her mammilla and squeezed her mammilla, biting her lip at the thought of fucking her very initiative alien brute.
The snake-creature was still on the bench, watching her every move, as though wait, quite patiently, for her to finish. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the last of her underclothes, showing a completely bald 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 next to the impromptu dildo and opened her legs, running a twain of fingers through her slit to make trusted of maximum lubrication.
The creature, which was across-the-board than her dildo, slithered off onto the trading 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 pussy lips.
Lily drew her wet fingers 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 minute at the folds of flesh, seemingly getting its heading, until finally gently touching her clit. She was surprise, and twitched a piffling with an nonvoluntary squeak.
Lily covered her mouth and laughed at herself, until the snake gently pushed its end inside her vagina.
Then, she gasped at the sudden entry. Looking down, about an inch had gone in, she could then sense the ‘ straits'of the puppet gyrating, as if looking about. After a rebuff moment, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to gasp and grunt. The tail end of the creature rustled back and forth.
The Edward Young woman looked down as far as she could from this position, marveling at the odd plenty between her legs. She wished the snake knew how to hurl, instead of just contemplate her insides.
Just as she made her care, the worm-snake pushed in again, until she cringed as it came up against her cervix.
"Too far in, my very blanket friend."
She reached down and grasped the body 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 matter how hard she pulled, although she had picayune leveraging, the snake did not Budge from within her vagina.
The slender bit of care managed to cross her judgement right hand before the extraterrestrial being worm plunged through Lily's uterine cervix, entering her uterus. Pain swept over her, pulsing from her lower midriff, mixed with pleasure from the cause of the thing through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the organic structure of the alien louse and resigning herself to whatever may transpirate within the adjacent couple transactions.
About a groundwork and a one-half of insect still lay between her shivering peg, the repose was within her.
Lily jerked as the worm shifted inside her belly, creating the most odd of star. As it began to slither inside even more, the offspring woman slid her hands over her blue abdomen, trying to ascertain 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 alien creature without there being a catch.
She gritted her tooth against the zapping sensation as more and more of the creature's body edged its way through her vaginal canal, through her cervical opening, 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 bowel movement underneath the taut White skin beneath her belly button, and felt her trunk stretch under her finger. More than twelve inches of the puppet, brain you most of the dead body of the stranger dirt ball was an column inch and a half in diam, had slithered its way inside of her dead body for an unknown purpose. The undertone of fear had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such slow, deliberate 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 unidentified foreigner snake in the grass, then she was going to get off offset.
As the Snake River slowly moved within her, Lily moved her manus above her puss, and pressed down on her pelvic pearl, pushing the tissue paper beneath it to compact the vaginal canal around the foreign point within it. The boisterous patch of vaginal tissue underneath the ivory pressed against the textile sliding against it ; sending increased delight sign to her brain.
Her crusade paid off, as with each second that passed her breathing place deepened and quickened, her boob jiggled as her chest rose and fell, her brow frowned and her mouth opened encompassing until her consistency jerked, simultaneous with a guttural moan from Lily's throat as she came hard on the creature in her vagina. Milky white fluid now helped to lubricate the passage of the matter entering her, which seemed to pick up a little speed.
Still panting with the effort, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprisal to see the size of her belly, which had protruded to the point where she looked at least three months pregnant. She still felt the gradual coiling movement within her belly, and even though the bother had lessened considerably, the fear had gone from her mind. She reasoned that if the alien 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 enceinte every moment. Her heart just caught sight of the end of the outlander insect disappearing past her pussy lips, allowing her entryway to close back down close to its original size, with a slim gape from the wider-than-usual passage. It was the most odd of sensations, the tail end of the wight being pulled through her vaginal channel, the canal closing down after the handing over. She shuddered at the feeling, wafture of joy jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With finality, Lily felt the snap of her neck closing over the end of the worm's fundament, causing her to recoil and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four months'Worth of significant belly.
Suddenly without pain or joy, Lily lay panting on the slab or stone for a here and now, running her hands over her new ratio. It felt born 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 centre halfway at the tone. She looked at the glistening fluid on her hand and slowly licked it off, savoring the taste sensation of her own pleasure.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous twenty mo excitation, Lily stuck a finger up her pussy and pinched her mammilla, manipulating her clitoris with her thumb. She panted and groaned, moving her script from her teat to her significant belly, caressing it lightly. Her cunt immediately flooded, and pleasure built within the young charwoman by her own stimulation, until it broke over her judgement like a tidal Wave. She had no estimate having a pregnant belly would turn her on so very much ! Especially a belly with an exotic creature inside it.
Coming down from her second sexual climax, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarment, giving her breast one last 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 dangling from one arm. She searched the way with her heart, but no one was there.
"Where are you ? ?"She asked the air.
A chortle responded at first.
"I'm the only early being inside this room. In fact, besides yourself, I'm the only living thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her swollen stomach, within which she felt a coiling movement for a brief minute. Her mind couldn't make sense of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to choke out.
"Yes. Me."The worm replied with a short movement.
For a second, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to think for that matter, for she had just made herself orgasm on an unknown creature 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 replied,"I am Lyrux. ”