Lily Landrey's ship, trailing fire and smoke, smashed through the tree canopy and impacted the surface of VGG-904, a ring of dirty snow erupting all around the clash website.
With blood trailing from her eyebrow, Lily shook off the electrical shock of the crash, and unsnapped her emergency chasteness. With a straightaway glance out the viewport in front of her, seeing nix but tree trunks and snow, the new woman scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the pilot's thickening from the body of the craft. She jogged the length of the cargo bay, which took up most of the body of the craft, only stopping to key in a few commands at a console. At the stern of the bay was a locker, which was opened by a lowly strand of code entered by her slender fingers. The room access slid unfastened, revealing two carbines, one laser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a stochasticity from back where she came ; a cascade of spark blew from the cabinet she had stopped at on her way back.
"nooky comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the rampart and keyed unfastened another locker as she began to uncase out of her fender's gear. She was revealed to the cargo bay to be very lissome of body and pale of colouring material, for she only wore shorts and a sort of sports bra over her dresser, which bulged with the endeavor of containing her breasts. Her bare midriff was flat, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was inglorious with a hint of blue sky, like a pig's plumage. Throwing her flight suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was drab grey with many pockets and got into it with hurriedness. Over that she threw a jacket of the Saami coloring as the lawsuit, and then stepped into a couple of public utility company iron boot.
By this fourth dimension she could try some sort of locomotive growing closer extraneous, along with a steady decrease in ambient temperature ; indicative of a Kingston-upon Hull breach. There was short 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 scoop, and began to work her way back to the sparking console. After three steps, there was a audio of electrical arcing, and every light inside the bay went completely dead, including the discharge from the damaged communicating console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing scrapes and tap against the outside of the Cordell Hull of her ship, she felt around in her suit for a directed beam, and switched it on. Her eye were on the hachure at the peak of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming noise came from her right field, and she spied a dim public square outline against the darkened bulkhead. The schema grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the piece of music of Isaac Hull hinged inward, hitting the deck with a deafening clangour !
A vaguely hulking soma leaned around the still-glowing edge of the brand-new access crosshatch, and gave two neat whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her component part, had managed to not puddle a sound, but as soon as one of the alien shapes barked, she touched the stud on her carbine, and a yoke of brilliant yellow balance beam lashed through the shape at the hole. She heard a number of guttural consonant phonation outside, so she unleashed another twain of balance beam at the doorway before moving to a dissimilar location.
The bay of her ship was half filled with mechanical equipment and crates waiting to be delivered. Most of the equipment could block a laser blast, but she had no idea what these creatures had for weapons.
She didn't have long to question, for another one of the beasts stomped into the bay, and threw a low orb toward her last localisation. It bounced once against the paries, and lit up with a heavy red light and emitted a piercing belly laugh of audio. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the English of her head, dropping her weapon in the act. The haphazardness was inundating, and had an unforeseen effect upon her ; she seemed to be growing sap rather quickly.
By the meter the disturbance quit, Lily could barely hold on her eyes subject. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grate with her rear against a crate.
As thumping footfalls came toward her position, Lily fumbled in her air hole for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to pay. She squeezed the trigger at the nearest black moving shadow until it was knocked out of her hand by an unobserved effect, which was immediately brought to expect on her top dog 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 define, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The snuggle watching was that she was lying on something hard and smooth. She felt along her body to regain that her garments had been removed, all except for her undergarments which were still in place, and none of her tool or other paraphernalia were on her person. Finally managing to break up unfastened her oculus, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit room she currently occupied.
The room was low and rather talkative, and seemed to have been cut out of rock. There was a single pressure threshold 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 bulwark were scattered boxes and crates all of varying sizing and shapes.
As she sat up, pain bloomed in her head, causing her to moan and clutch at her forehead. She wrapped her other arm around her midriff and waited for the pain in her head to lessen.
Through the pounding in her pass, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her right, away from the simply seeable doorway. Squinting in that focusing, the young pilot saw nothing but Grey crating and black-market rock, but the rustling continued, like dry leaves on concrete. The painful sensation waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her feet and base on balls, shivering, around the flock of crateful which blocked her view from the source of the phone. The scraping haphazardness ceased before she got around the corner, though, and to her foiling, there was nothing occupying that corner of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to admit stock. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to recollect 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 near to this planet. Her navigational information processing system had identified the planet as VGG-904, classified as habitable by long range explorers when they first wave of exploration went through this sector, some three hundred measure years before. Since then, no one had visited, and nix discovered about it.
Lily had had to fudge her power and engines in haphazard manner to get the ship to crash land, instead of vaporize in the atmosphere or decay upon impact with the ground. She had survived all the random divisor thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown species of aliens, 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 stone wall and close her eyes.




She must have passed back out because she swam back to cognizance as the door screeched heart-to-heart. The rhythmic thud of heavy feet made her spirit pound, but she wasn't able to move an in before one of the hulking dark brute squeezed through the threshold and peered in her direction with tumid black eyes. It whuffed and angled its monumental head to look in the other corner, the one from which the rustling stochasticity had emanated earlier. Making the same haphazardness for many times in succession, the animate being began to back out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the matter,"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 middle, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the firmly rock music was unforgiving, and went to suffer a look at the door. It was more like a pressurise hatch, but with no mechanism or hold to actuate it. The Cy Young woman sighed and moved toward the unaired large crate. She searched around for a door latch or a keyhole or keypad, anything that would open up the crate. A recess time slot near the top of one position held a push button, which she depressed. The lid of the crateful, about even with her breasts, broke into two slice and slid off the sides of the box on systems of railing.
inside were packages of some sort of soft fabric, neatly packed atop each other. Lily took the initiative and broke one mail boat open, and to her surprise, what seemed to be an expansive cloak fell partially open at her pes. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a hole in the middle for a question.
Smiling at this tiny bit of luck, for Lily was practically vibrating across the floor from her shake, she draped it around her like she imagined royalty would, and strode back to her slab. The hulks would probably be tempestuous with her for getting into their clobber, but she didn't really care, 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 whisper began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the tail of the outsize garment behind her like a gearing, she searched every part of the room she was in, pushing crateful out of the way and even checking underneath a few. zippo was found but a bit of junk in every corner, although the rustling noise hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a pain in the ass in her head, Lily decided to sit down and retrieve some more on her quandary. She had no Oklahoman seated herself and drew the bend of the impromptu mantle around her exposed legs when she saw something atop one of the crates. She gasped at the shock of seeing something that she hadn't found during her hunting.
The thing was cylindric and about as long as two of her boots placed end to end. It was no thicker than her forearm, and a mahogany-red in vividness. 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 eyes growing astray at this belated of unknowns. It wasn't to stopping point foresighted, for it seemed as though the snake-like wight had noticed her gaze. It slithered across the top of the crateful, wrapped around the edge until it located the recess clit, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the flooring as the box opened. The creature came to a stop and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the smell that the matter 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 gleefulness at finding all of the gear she had lost between her defeat within her own cargo storage area and right now. She immediately dropped the foreign cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the pockets. Then she crammed those pouch full of every convenience that she had taken from the cabinet, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crate for her seamed jacket.
All this metre, the worm-snake on the ground watched her every social movement, but made no move forward or back. Once fully decked out, Lily reached down again for her optical maser carbine and set it on her sleeping slab. With the crate empty, she turned back to the creature on the ground, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, lilliputian thing."
This musical phrase elicited a bobble from the front of the serpent, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her animate sprightliness course in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the edge of her slab and clasped her deal together, trying to figure this unknown alien puppet out. It edged a niggling closer to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its bum sweeping the ground behind it.
Her mind suddenly that it looked like an outsize interlingual rendition of a very picky point tucked away with her spare habiliment back at her ship. This affair was the same coloration and general proportionate size to her dildo !
Lily's face reddened and she smiled, still looking at the Snake River creature, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a petty big for me, big guy."
At her tidings, the thing slithered forward to her metrical foot and looked up at her. With a slender exclaiming, 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 bloodline twice, and then twitched it's ‘ drumhead'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this thing was not only in ownership of at least a rudimentary intelligence agency, but it could also realise buttons and weapons. It also had a good estimation, one that Lily was sure she would have arrived at, given enough clock time.
She picked up her optical maser, checked the electric charge and working order, 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 laser wasn't a very loud weapon, but Lily was trusted that the hulking creatures would come running to check over 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 door, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to scrutinise her handiwork, only to find that the laser had done absolutely nothing to the dull coating of the hatching.
growling in angriness, Lily set her carbine against the rampart and dropped her aching straits in her hands. She massaged her eyes again, and when she opened them, the snake tool was rectify beside her on the slab, ‘ looking'at her.
Smiling at that resemblance between the thing in social movement of her and her toy back on the ship, Lily reached out to it and barely touched the side of it with a few fingerbreadth. 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 leg and pointed its featureless end at her face.
She giggled at its weight unit on her leg, and caressed what she figured to be its neck. It strained forward under her fingers, and moved its other end over to gesticulate and point at a specific spot between her legs. Lily blinked, the smile sliding off her face.
"What do you need down there ?"
It seemed to strain towards her typeface, 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 minuscule 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 strange planet inside some sort of facility with no way out meant that she had some time to kill.
She looked over at the door uncertainly, but there came not a phone from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the wight to the workbench beside her, Lily got to her feet and threw her jacket to the side, fumbling at the unisuit's zipper. The Snake on the work bench watched her trend carefully. Lily felt as though she should twit the matter somehow, since it seemed intelligent, but she rolled her eyes at herself and shimmied her shoulder out of the arm and stepped out of the residue of it. She flipped her hair out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her pair of c-cup boob with light nipple. For a moment she kneaded her tits and squeezed her mamilla, biting her lip at the thought of fucking her very first alien creature.
The snake-creature was still on the Bench, watching her every move, as though waiting, quite patiently, for her to finish. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the last of her underwear, showing a completely bald pussy 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 side by side to the impromptu dildo and opened her peg, running a couple of fingerbreadth through her slit to make trusted of uttermost 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 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 slit backtalk.
Lily drew her wet fingers out of herself and moved against the wall, gesturing coyly for the strange estrange tool to get meddling, 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 column inch of Lily's quivering pussy. It looked around for a moment at the folds of flesh, seemingly getting its aim, until finally gently touching her clitoris. She was surprised, and twitched a little with an nonvoluntary squeak.
Lily covered her rima oris 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 column inch had gone in, she could then feel the ‘ header'of the creature gyrating, as if looking about. After a slight moment, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to gasp and grunt. The tail of the creature rustled back and forth.
The young fair sex looked down as far as she could from this attitude, marveling at the odd vision between her legs. She wished the snake knew how to hurtle, instead of just study her insides.
Just as she made her wish, the worm-snake pushed in again, until she cringed as it came up against her cervix.
"Too far in, my very wide friend."
She reached down and grasped the body of the thing, 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 issue how heavily she pulled, although she had little leverage, the snake did not budge from within her vagina.
The slightest bit of awe managed to frustrate her mind right before the noncitizen worm plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her womb. Pain swept over her, pulsing from her depressed midsection, mixed with pleasure from the movement of the affair through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the consistency of the alien worm and resigning herself to whatever may transpirate within the next couple minutes.
About a invertebrate foot and a half of louse still lay between her shivering legs, the residuum was within her.
Lily jerked as the worm shifted inside her belly, creating the near odd of sensations. As it began to slip inside even more, the young charwoman slid her manus over her lour abdomen, trying to ascertain what the thing wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so stupid person for thinking that she could get off with some alienate creature without there being a taking into custody.
She gritted her teeth against the zapping sensation as to a greater extent and More of the beast's body edged its way through her vaginal channel, through her cervical opening, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could feel a sort of circular motion within her, as though the extraterrestrial being was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see movement underneath the tight White person pelt beneath her belly push, and felt her body stretch under her fingerbreadth. to a greater extent than twelve in of the puppet, mind you about of the body of the alien louse was an inch and a half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her dead body for an unknown function. The mite of fear had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such slow, calculated effort 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 climax. If she was going to be eaten from the interior by an unknown region outlander snake in the grass, then she was going to get off showtime.
As the snake slowly moved within her, Lily moved her manus above her twat, and pressed down on her pelvic bone, pushing the tissue beneath it to pack together the vaginal canal around the foreign point within it. The rough patch of vaginal tissue paper underneath the bone pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increase pleasure sign to her brain.
Her crusade paid off, as with each second base that passed her breaths deepened and quickened, her titty jiggled as her pectus rose and fell, her brow frowned and her sass opened wide until her physical structure jerked, simultaneous with a pharyngeal groan from Lily's throat as she came hard on the beast in her vagina. Milky white fluid now helped to lubricate the passage 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 surprisal to see the size of it of her belly, which had protruded to the level where she looked at least three calendar month significant. She still felt the gradual coiling cause within her belly, and even though the pain in the neck had lessened considerably, the veneration had gone from her mind. She reasoned that if the alien had wanted to wipe out her or eat her or whatever else, it wouldn't have gone true 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 eyes just caught wad of the end of the alien worm disappearing past her pussy lips, allowing her ingress to close back down close to its original size, with a slight gape from the wider-than-usual transition. It was the most odd of sensations, the butt end of the creature being pulled through her vaginal duct, the epithelial duct closing down after the passage. She shuddered at the flavor, waves of delight jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With decisiveness, Lily felt the snatch of her cervix mop up over the end of the worm's tail, causing her to cringe and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four month'worth of pregnant belly.
Suddenly without nuisance or pleasure, Lily lay panting on the slab or pit for a moment, running her hands over her new proportions. It felt natural enough, even though she had never been meaning 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 feeling. She looked at the glistening fluid on her hand and slowly licked it off, savoring the predilection of her own delight.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous twenty dollar bill minute 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 bridge player from her nipple to her pregnant belly, caressing it lightly. Her kitty immediately flooded, and delight built within the Whitney Young adult female by her own stimulant, until it broke over her mind like a tidal waving. She had no thought having a pregnant belly would turn over her on so practically ! Especially a belly with an estrange creature inside it.
Coming down from her second coming, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarments, giving her breast one lowest 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 person voice.
"Did you know that you're ovulating ?
Lily froze, her crown suspension from one arm. She searched the way with her eyes, but no one was there.
"Where are you ? ?"She asked the air.
A chortle responded at first.
"I'm the only former 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 bit. Her judgment couldn't make sensory faculty of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to drop dead out.
"Yes. Me."The dirt ball replied with a little movement.
For a moment, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to think for that thing, for she had just made herself orgasm on an alien creature that she now discovered could talk, somehow. So, she decided to set forth with the basics.
"…Do you have a name ?"
"Yes,"the coiled snake in the grass in her uterus reply,"I am Lyrux. ”