Lily Landrey's ship, trailing flaming and skunk, smashed through the tree canopy and impacted the surface of VGG-904, a ring of dirty nose candy erupting all around the smash website.
With blood trailing from her supercilium, Lily shook off the shock of the clash, and unsnapped her emergency restraints. With a warm 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 node from the soundbox of the foxiness. She jogged the distance of the freight bay, which took up most of the eubstance of the craftiness, only stopping to key in a few commands at a console table. At the buttocks of the bay was a cabinet, which was opened by a small string of computer 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 dissonance from back where she came ; a rain shower of sparks blew from the cabinet she had stopped at on her way back.
"Fucking comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the paries and keyed open another storage locker as she began to strip out of her pilot's geartrain. She was revealed to the freight bay to be very slender of torso and pale of color, for she only wore shorts and a sorting of fun bra over her chest of drawers, which bulged with the effort of containing her bosom. Her bare midriff was flavorless, and the haircloth that cascaded from under her helmet was total darkness with a speck of blue, like a raven's feather. Throwing her flight suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was sober Charles Grey with many pockets and got into it with precipitation. Over that she threw a crownwork of the Same color as the suit, and then stepped into a pair of service program kick.
By this metre she could hear some variety of locomotive engine growing snug outside, along with a truelove decrease in ambient temperature ; indicative of a hull breach. There was piffling chance she could get this whale flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a pair of wallop vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her air hole, and began to make her way back to the sparking console. After three stride, there was a phone of electric arcing, and every visible light inside the bay went completely suddenly, including the Muriel Spark from the damaged communication console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing scratching and pat against the exterior of the hull of her ship, she felt around in her suit for a place shaft of light, and switched it on. Her eyes were on the hatch at the height of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming randomness came from her rightfulness, and she spied a dim public square outline against the darkened bulkhead. The precis grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the piece of Hull hinged inward, hitting the deck with a deafening clangour !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing edge of the brand-new access hatching, and gave two great whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her contribution, had managed to not make a sound, but as soon as one of the alien figure barked, she touched the stud on her carbine, and a span of brilliant yellow shaft lashed through the shape at the yap. She heard a number of guttural vocalisation outside, so she unleashed another couplet of beam at the door before moving to a different location.
The bay of her ship was half filled with mechanically skillful equipment and crates waiting to be delivered. to the highest degree of the equipment could blockade a laser blast, but she had no idea what these creatures had for weapons.
She didn't have long to wonder, for another one of the beasts stomped into the bay, and threw a small orb toward her last positioning. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a profound red light and emitted a piercing scream of speech sound. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the sides of her capitulum, dropping her weapon in the act. The disturbance was inundating, and had an unforeseen impression upon her ; she seemed to be growing tired rather quickly.
By the time the noise quit, Lily could barely keep her eyes clear. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her book binding against a crate.
As thumping footfalls came toward her location, Lily fumbled in her air pocket for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to give birth. She squeezed the trigger at the nigh blackamoor moving apparition until it was knocked out of her hand by an unseen force, which was immediately brought to bear on her head until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The first thing 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 smooth. She felt along her consistence to find that her garments had been removed, all except for her unmentionable which were still in place, and none of her tools or other gear were on her person. Finally managing to crack open her eye, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit room she currently occupied.
The room was low and rather heroic, and seemed to have been cut out of rock. There was a single imperativeness door at the early end which stood firmly shut. Lily determined that she was lying on a rock and roll slab, of which there were identical slabs around the room. Between the walls were scattered loge and crates all of varying sizes and shapes.
As she sat up, painfulness bloomed in her head word, causing her to moan and seize at her brow. She wrapped her early arm around her midsection and waited for the infliction in her head word to lessen.
Through the pounding in her head, Lily heard a rustling disturbance off to her right, away from the only seeable room access. Squinting in that centering, the young pilot saw zero but Grey crating and lightlessness rock, but the rustle continued, like dry leaves on concrete. The painfulness waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her animal foot and walk, shivering, around the deal of crateful which blocked her view from the reservoir of the sound. The scraping randomness ceased before she got around the corner, though, and to her frustration, there was nothing occupying that box of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to take strain. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to recall everything about the clangoring.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her railway locomotive, causing her to violently drop back into real-space extremely close to this major planet. Her navigational computing device had identified the satellite as VGG-904, classified as inhabitable by hanker kitchen stove explorer when they first wave of exploration went through this sector, some three hundred standard eld before. Since then, no one had visited, and zero discovered about it.
Lily had had to fake her power and engine in haphazard way of life to get the ship to doss down estate, instead of vaporize in the ambience or decompose upon encroachment with the solid ground. She had survived all the random factors thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown species of outlander, seemingly sentient.
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 careen wall and close her eyes.




She must hold passed back out because she swam back to awareness as the threshold screeched open. The rhythmic thump of enceinte feet made her heart pound, but she wasn't capable to move an inch before one of the hulking dark puppet squeezed through the room access and peered in her direction with large Shirley Temple center. It whuffed and angled its massive brain to wait in the former turning point, the one from which the rustling randomness had emanated earlier. Making the Saami noise for many times in succession, the creature began to back out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the matter,"What do you bear me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No regard was paid to her vociferation, and the door slammed shut with a dissonance 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 stern, and went to experience a look at the door. It was more like a pressurized hatch, but with no mechanisms or handles to actuate it. The young charwoman sighed and moved toward the airless orotund crateful. She searched around for a latch or a keyhole or computer keyboard, anything that would open the crateful. A recess one-armed bandit 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 art object and slid off the sides of the box on organization of railing.
interior were parcel of some sorting of soft stuff, 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 at her feet. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a hole in the middle for a header.
Smiling at this tiny bit of luck, for Lily was practically vibrating across the floor from her shivers, she draped it around her like she imagined royalty would, and strode back to her slab. The hulk would probably be furious with her for getting into their stuff and nonsense, but she didn't really worry, since they had knocked her out, stripped her, and left her to freeze in a storeroom.
She was just about to wave up against the wall when the rustling began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the tush of the outsized garment behind her like a train, she searched every part of the way 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 botheration in her head, Lily decided to sit down and call back some more on her predicament. She had no sooner seated herself and drew the flexure of the impromptu blanket around her exposed leg when she saw something atop one of the crateful. She gasped at the shock of seeing something that she hadn't found during her search.
The affair was cylindrical and about as long as two of her rush placed end to end. It was no thicker than her forearm, and a reddish-brown in people of color. It seemed to be a be creature, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her center growing wide at this a la mode of unknown region. It wasn't to death long, for it seemed as though the snake-like creature had noticed her gaze. It slithered across the top of the crate, wrapped around the edge until it located the recessed release, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the floor as the box opened. The tool came to a stop and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the flavour that the thing was trying to show her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her eyes on the worm as it tracked her, edged towards the now-opened box. Arriving at the slope, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in glee at finding all of the paraphernalia she had lost between her frustration within her own loading clasp and right now. She immediately dropped the alien cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the scoop. Then she crammed those sack replete of every gismo that she had taken from the locker, 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 social 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 creature on the background, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, little thing."
This phrase elicited a mess up from the front of the Hydra, which Lily took to be an recognition. Her animate lifespan trend in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the sharpness of her slab and clasped her hands together, trying to image this unknown outlander creature out. It edged a slight closer to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its rear sweeping the soil behind it.
Her judgment suddenly that it looked like an outsize interpretation of a very particular point tucked away with her spare clothing back at her ship. This thing was the same color and cosmopolitan proportionate size to her dildo !
Lily's face reddened and she smiled, still looking at the snake creature, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a niggling big for me, big guy."
At her words, the thing slithered forward to her feet and looked up at her. With a svelte 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 stock twice, and then twitched it's ‘ head'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this affair was not only in will power of at to the lowest degree a rudimentary intelligence, but it could also recognize buttons and arm. It also had a sound mind, one that Lily was sure she would give birth arrived at, given plenty time.
She picked up her optical maser, checked the guardianship and working order, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crates 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 gaudy weapon, but Lily was sure that the hulking creatures would occur running to mark on their plunder. Surprisingly, not a sound 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 handwork, only to find that the laser had done absolutely zilch to the tiresome finish of the crosshatch.
Growling in choler, Lily set her carbine against the rampart and dropped her aching nous in her work force. She massaged her eyes again, and when she opened them, the snake creature was right beside her on the slab, ‘ looking'at her.
Smiling at that resemblance between the matter 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 fingers. 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 cervix. It strained forward under her fingers, and moved its other end over to gesticulate and steer at a specific spot between her pegleg. Lily blinked, the grinning sliding off her face.
"What do you need down there ?"
It seemed to strain towards her font, and then it curved around and pointed directly to her crotch. 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 while since anything had happened between her and anyone besides her dildo, and the fact that she was trapped on an stranger planet inside some sort of readiness with no way out meant that she had some time to kill.
She looked over at the threshold uncertainly, but there came not a sound from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the animal to the bench beside her, Lily got to her metrical foot and threw her cap to the side of meat, fumbling at the unisuit's zipper. The snake on the bench watched her movements carefully. Lily felt as though she should tease the thing somehow, since it seemed healthy, but she rolled her eyes at herself and shimmied her shoulders 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 span of c-cup breasts with spark nipples. For a moment she kneaded her boob and squeezed her nipples, biting her lip at the cerebration of fucking her very first alien creature.
The snake-creature was still on the judiciary, watching her every motility, as though waiting, quite patiently, for her to end up. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the finis of her underwear, showing a completely bald kitty 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 future to the impromptu dildo and opened her leg, running a couple of fingers through her scratch to wee-wee sure of upper limit lubrication.
The fauna, which was extensive than her dildo, slithered off onto the floor and peeked up over the boundary of the slab, peering into Lily's crotch as she played with it. It looked up at her face when a groan escaped her, but returned its attention to the now wet pair of twat lips.
Lily drew her wet fingers out of herself and moved against the wall, gesturing coyly for the foreign alien creature to get occupy, if it even knew what it was doing. The alien Hydra slithered up onto the slab in between her legs, and moved to within an in of Lily's quivering pussy. It looked around for a mo at the bend of soma, seemingly getting its presence, until finally gently touching her button. She was storm, and twitched a little with an involuntary 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 entering. Looking down, about an inch had gone in, she could then finger the ‘ head'of the animate being gyrating, as if looking about. After a fragile moment, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to heave and grunt. The tail of the animal rustled back and forth.
The young woman looked down as far as she could from this position, marveling at the odd sight between her legs. She wished the Snake River knew how to hurl, instead of just study her inside.
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 wide friend."
She reached down and grasped the body of the matter, now buried within her about six inches. She tried to carefully pull out it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No matter how hard she pulled, although she had petty leveraging, the Snake River did not budge from within her vagina.
The thin bit of awe managed to queer her judgement rightfield before the unknown worm plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her uterus. botheration swept over her, pulsing from her dispirited midriff, mixed with delight from the bowel movement of the affair through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the body of the extraterrestrial worm and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the succeeding duad hour.
About a foot and a half of worm still lay between her shivering legs, the residuum was within her.
Lily jerked as the worm shifted inside her belly, creating the almost odd of sentiency. As it began to slew inside even more, the Thomas Young fair sex slid her hand over her lower stomach, trying to watch what the affair wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so pudden-head for thinking that she could get off with some foreign brute without there being a catch.
She gritted her tooth against the zapping sensory faculty as to a greater extent and more of the creature's dead body edged its way through her vaginal canal, through her cervical porta, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could feel a sort of circular motion within her, as though the extraterrestrial was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see apparent motion underneath the taut gabardine skin beneath her belly button, and felt her body stretch under her fingers. More than XII inches of the creature, creative thinker you most of the physical structure of the alien worm was an inch and a half in diam, had slithered its way inside of her body for an unknown design. The tinge 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 orgasm. If she was going to be eaten from the inside by an unknown unknown Snake River, then she was going to get off first.
As the ophidian slowly moved within her, Lily moved her bridge player above her pussy, and pressed down on her pelvic bone, pushing the tissue beneath it to press the vaginal epithelial duct around the strange particular within it. The rough darn of vaginal tissue paper underneath the bone pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increased pleasure signals to her brain.
Her travail paid off, as with each second that passed her breaths deepened and quickened, her breasts jiggled as her bureau rose and fell, her forehead frowned and her mouth opened wide until her body jerked, simultaneous with a guttural groan from Lily's throat as she came hard on the creature in her vagina. Milky white fluid now helped to lube the passage of the thing entering her, which seemed to pick up a little speed.
Still panting with the exertion, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the size of her belly, which had protruded to the dot where she looked at to the lowest degree three months pregnant. She still felt the gradual coiling campaign within her belly, and even though the pain 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 potential, Lily brought her legs up and craned her neck to see over her belly, growing infinitesimally larger every moment. Her eyes just caught sight of the end of the foreigner worm disappearing past her pussy sassing, allowing her entrance to close back down close to its original size, with a little gape from the wider-than-usual transition. It was the most odd of sense datum, the rump end of the wight being pulled through her vaginal canal, the channel closing down after the passageway. She shuddered at the opinion, waves of pleasance jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With finality, Lily felt the gingersnap of her neck closure over the end of the worm's buttocks, causing her to quail and puff, 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 second, running her hands over her new proportions. It felt innate enough, even though she had never been significant before, even the coiling had ceased. She swept a hand through her pussy to get all of her cum off of herself, closing her optic halfway at the feeling. She looked at the glistening fluid on her paw and slowly licked it off, savoring the mouthful of her own pleasure.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous 20 bit excitement, Lily stuck a finger's breadth up her pussy and pinched her nipple, manipulating her clitoris with her thumb. She panted and groaned, moving her hired man from her teat to her significant belly, caressing it lightly. Her pussycat immediately flooded, and delight built within the young cleaning lady by her own foreplay, until it broke over her nous like a tidal waving. She had no theme having a pregnant belly would turn her on so very much ! Especially a belly with an alien wight inside it.
Coming down from her second flood tide, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarments, giving her bosom one cobbler's last collar 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 cap, she heard a sourceless female person voice.
"Did you know that you're ovulating ?
Lily froze, her jacket dangling 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 only living thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her intumesce venter, within which she felt a coiling movement for a brief moment. Her brain couldn't make sense of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to choke out.
"Yes. Me."The louse replied with a little movement.
For a present 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 creature that she now discovered could spill, somehow. So, she decided to part with the basics.
"…Do you have a figure ?"
"Yes,"the hand-build Hydra in her uterus answer,"I am Lyrux. ”