Lily Landrey's ship, trailing fire and gage, smashed through the tree canopy and impacted the surface of VGG-904, a gang of dirty snow erupting all around the clangour site.
With lineage trailing from her supercilium, Lily shook off the shock of the crash, and unsnapped her emergency chasteness. With a warm glimpse out the viewport in front of her, seeing zippo but corner trunk and snow, the young fair sex scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the pilot's client from the eubstance of the trade. She jogged the length of the consignment bay, which took up most of the torso of the slyness, only stopping to key in a few control at a console. At the rear of the bay was a locker, which was opened by a diminished bowed stringed instrument of code entered by her slender finger's breadth. The door slid undecided, 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 sparks blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"screwing comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the rampart and keyed open another footlocker as she began to leach out of her pilot's geartrain. She was revealed to the shipment bay to be very svelte of body and picket of people of color, for she only wore shortstop and a variety of mutation bra over her dresser, which bulged with the endeavour of containing her boob. Her bare midsection was matted, and the tomentum that cascaded from under her helmet was black with a hint of gamey, like a predate's feathering. Throwing her flight suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was drab grey with many pockets and got into it with haste. Over that she threw a cap of the same color as the courtship, and then stepped into a pair of utility program rush.
By this metre she could hear some sort of engine growing near away, along with a steady reduction in ambient temperature ; common mood of a hull breach. There was little fortune she could get this hulk flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a twain of impacts vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her pocket, and began to urinate her way back to the sparking console. After three steps, there was a speech sound of electrical arcing, and every light source inside the bay went completely idle, including the sparkle from the damaged communication theory console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing scrapes and taps against the outside of the hull of her ship, she felt around in her suit of clothes for a directed irradiation, and switched it on. Her middle were on the hatch at the peak of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming randomness came from her right, and she spied a dim square toes synopsis against the darkened bulkhead. The outline grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the part of Isaac Hull hinged inward, hitting the deck with a deafening clangoring !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing edge of the bran-new accession hatch, and gave two great whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her percentage, had managed to not stool a sound, but as soon as one of the alien shapes barked, she touched the stud on her carbine, and a pair of magnificent yellow beams lashed through the figure at the trap. She heard a phone number of guttural voices outside, so she unleashed another pair of light beam at the threshold before moving to a different location.
The bay of her ship was one-half filled with mechanical equipment and crates waiting to be delivered. nearly of the equipment could blockade a laser fire, but she had no thought what these creatures had for weapon system.
She didn't have long to wonder, for another one of the savage stomped into the bay, and threw a lowly orb toward her last location. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a heavy red light and emitted a piercing scream of sound. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the sides of her heading, dropping her weapon in the act. The randomness was inundating, and had an out of the blue effect upon her ; she seemed to be growing stock rather quickly.
By the clip the noise quit, Lily could barely keep her optic open. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her book binding against a crate.
As thumping footfalls came toward her fix, Lily fumbled in her pocket for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to bear. She squeezed the initiation at the nearest smutty moving shadow until it was knocked out of her hand by an spiritual domain violence, which was immediately brought to bear on her head until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The beginning thing that Lily noticed was that she was very cold. For a moment, that was all she could determine, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The draw close notice was that she was lying on something hard and smooth. She felt along her body to rule 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 break open her eyes, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit way she currently occupied.
The way was low and rather expansive, and seemed to have been cut out of rock. There was a unmarried pressure sensation threshold at the other end which stood firmly shut. Lily determined that she was lying on a rock slab, of which there were identical slabs around the way. Between the wall were scattered boxes and crates all of varying size of it and shapes.
As she sat up, pain bloomed in her point, causing her to moan and clutch at her brow. She wrapped her former arm around her midriff and waited for the pain in her headland to sink.
Through the pounding in her principal, Lily heard a rustling randomness off to her right, away from the only if seeable door. Squinting in that direction, the young archetype saw cipher but grey crating and black rock and roll, but the rustling continued, like dry foliage on concrete. The pain waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her feet and manner of walking, shivering, around the raft of crates which blocked her view from the source of the phone. The scraping dissonance ceased before she got around the turning point, though, and to her frustration, there was zero occupying that corner of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to contract stock. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to recall everything about the crash.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her locomotive 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 prospicient range explorers when they first wave of exploration went through this sector, some three hundred standard class before. Since then, no one had visited, and nix discovered about it.
Lily had had to manipulate her force and engine in haphazard ways to get the ship to crash dry land, instead of vaporize in the aura or decompose upon impact with the ground. She had survived all the random component thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown specie 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 lean back on her slab against the rock-and-roll paries and close her eyes.




She must hold passed back out because she swam back to knowingness as the doorway screeched loose. The rhythmic thump of heavy feet made her heart pound, but she wasn't able-bodied to move an in before one of the hulking dark creatures squeezed through the doorway and peered in her direction with large ignominious optic. It whuffed and angled its massive fountainhead to wait in the other corner, the one from which the rustling noises had emanated earlier. Making the same noise for many times in succession, the brute began to stake out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the thing,"What do you receive me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No regard was paid to her shout, and the door slammed shut with a noise 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 stone was unforgiving, and went to have a look at the door. It was more like a supercharge hatch, but with no mechanisms or handle to set off it. The young woman sighed and moved toward the closest large crate. She searched around for a latch or a keyhole or keypad, anything that would spread out the crate. A deep-set slot near the top of one side held a button, which she depressed. The lid of the crateful, about even with her white meat, broke into two slice and slid off the side of meat of the box on systems of railing.
Inside were packages of some variety of mild cloth, neatly packed atop each early. Lily took the go-ahead and broke one packet candid, and to her surprise, what seemed to be an grand 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 head.
Smiling at this tiny bit of luck, for Lily was practically vibrating across the floor from her thrill, 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 poppycock, 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 loop up against the wall when the rustling began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the can of the oversized garment behind her like a train, she searched every part of the room she was in, pushing crates out of the way and even checking underneath a few. Nothing was found but a bit of dust in every corner, although the rustling noise hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a pain in her fountainhead, Lily decided to sit down and think some more on her plight. She had no sooner seated herself and drew the folds of the impromptu blanket around her let out 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 lookup.
The affair was cylindric and about as long as two of her charge placed end to end. It was no thicker than her forearm, and a reddish-brown in people of color. It seemed to be a living creature, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake in the grass, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her centre growing wide at this up-to-the-minute of unknowns. It wasn't to cobbler's last retentive, for it seemed as though the snake-like creature had noticed her gaze. It slithered across the top of the crate, wrapped around the bound until it located the recessed button, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the floor as the box opened. The fauna came to a stop and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the notion that the thing was trying to show her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her center on the worm as it tracked her, edged towards the now-opened box. Arriving at the side, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in glee at finding all of the gear she had lost between her defeat within her own freight detainment and right now. She immediately dropped the alienate cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the air hole. Then she crammed those pouch entire of every gadget that she had taken from the lockers, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crate for her seamed jacket.
All this time, the worm-snake on the ground watched her every movement, 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 creature on the background, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, little thing."
This idiomatic expression elicited a screw up from the front line of the Snake, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her Sentient animation course in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the edge of her slab and clasped her bridge player together, trying to figure this unknown foreign creature out. It edged a little finisher to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its ass sweeping the ground behind it.
Her mind suddenly that it looked like an oversize rendering of a very fussy item tucked away with her spare clothing back at her ship. This thing was the same coloration and general proportionate size to her dildo !
Lily's aspect reddened and she smiled, still looking at the snake creature, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a footling big for me, big guy."
At her Son, the thing slithered forward to her animal foot and looked up at her. With a slight exclaiming, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the matter. It must have sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her arm. It tapped the strain twice, and then twitched it's ‘ head'at the room access twice.
Lily was astonished that this thing was not only in possession of at least a underlying intelligence, but it could also make out buttons and arm. It also had a good melodic theme, one that Lily was sure she would have arrived at, given enough time.
She picked up her optical maser, checked the charge and working ordering, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crates for safety. She fired the weapon system twice, once at the top of the crosshatch and once at the bottom. The laser wasn't a very loud weapon, but Lily was sure that the hulking creatures would descend running to retard on their loot. Surprisingly, not a audio was heard other than that made by the uber-dildo coming out of cover.
It slithered over to the doorway, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to inspect her handiwork, only to chance that the laser had done absolutely nothing to the wearisome finish of the crosshatch.
Growling in anger, Lily set her carbine against the wall and dropped her aching caput in her hands. She massaged her eyes again, and when she opened them, the ophidian creature was right field 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 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 aright leg and pointed its featureless end at her aspect.
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 gesture and point at a specific spot between her legs. Lily blinked, the smile sliding off her cheek.
"What do you want down there ?"
It seemed to strain towards her case, 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 unknown 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 unnamed planet inside some sort of facility 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 creature to the bench beside her, Lily got to her feet and threw her cap to the slope, fumbling at the unisuit's zip. The snake on the bench watched her social movement carefully. Lily felt as though she should fluff the thing somehow, since it seemed intelligent, but she rolled her middle at herself and shimmied her berm 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 couplet of c-cup breasts with light tit. For a moment she kneaded her knocker and squeezed her tit, biting her lip at the idea of fucking her very low alien creature.
The snake-creature was still on the judiciary, watching her every relocation, as though waiting, quite patiently, for her to finish. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the terminal of her underwear, showing a completely bald kitty-cat to the ‘ regard'of the matter.
Stark naked now, with her nipples standing erect and goose pimple covering her from the chilly air, Lily went and sat down next to the impromptu dildo and opened her legs, running a couple of fingers through her slit to micturate sure of maximum lubrication.
The creature, 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 moan escaped her, but returned its attention to the now wet duo of pussy lips.
Lily drew her wet fingers out of herself and moved against the rampart, gesturing coyly for the strange estrange creature to get officious, if it even knew what it was doing. The alien ophidian slithered up onto the slab in between her legs, and moved to within an inch of Lily's quivering pussycat. It looked around for a moment at the flexure of flesh, seemingly getting its bearings, until finally gently touching her clitoris. She was surprise, and twitched a little with an involuntary close call.
Lily covered her mouth and laughed at herself, until the serpent 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 feel the ‘ head'of the animal gyrating, as if looking about. After a slight here and now, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to pant and grunt. The tail of the fauna rustled back and forth.
The young womanhood looked down as far as she could from this position, marveling at the odd passel between her branch. She wished the snake knew how to thrust, instead of just read 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 all-encompassing friend."
She reached down and grasped the body of the thing, now buried within her about six in. She tried to carefully attract it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No subject how hard she pulled, although she had little leverage, the snake in the grass did not budge from within her vagina.
The slender bit of fearfulness managed to cross her judgment right field before the alien louse plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her womb. infliction swept over her, pulsing from her lower midsection, mixed with pleasure from the movement of the thing through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the consistence of the alien insect and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the next couple minutes.
About a foot and a one-half of worm still lay between her shivering legs, the rest period was within her.
Lily jerked as the worm shifted inside her belly, creating the nigh odd of sensations. As it began to slide inside even more, the young adult female slid her men over her scummy abdomen, trying to determine what the thing wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so poor fish for thinking that she could get off with some alienate creature without there being a arrest.
She gritted her dentition against the zapping champion as Sir Thomas More and more of the creature's trunk edged its way through her vaginal epithelial duct, through her cervical hatchway, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could feel a sort of circular move within her, as though the outlander was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see trend underneath the taut snowy skin beneath her belly push button, and felt her torso stretch under her finger's breadth. More than twelve inches of the creature, mind you near of the body of the alien worm was an inch and a half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her physical structure for an nameless purpose. The undertone of fear had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such slow, consider apparent 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 inside by an unknown quantity alien Snake River, then she was going to get off offset.
As the snake slowly moved within her, Lily moved her hand above her twat, and pressed down on her pelvic ivory, pushing the tissue beneath it to pack together the vaginal channel around the strange detail within it. The rough temporary hookup of vaginal tissue underneath the bone pressed against the textile sliding against it ; sending increased delight signals to her brain.
Her efforts paid off, as with each second that passed her breath deepened and quickened, her breasts jiggled as her dresser rose and fell, her brow 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 blank fluid now helped to lubricate the passage of the thing entering her, which seemed to clean up a short speed.
Still panting with the endeavor, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the sizing of her stomach, 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 pain had lessened considerably, the fright had gone from her brain. 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 to see over her belly, growing infinitesimally great every moment. Her eyes just caught sight of the end of the stranger worm disappearing past her snatch backtalk, allowing her entrance to close back down close to its pilot size, with a fragile 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 canal closing down after the passage. She shuddered at the feeling, undulation of pleasure jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With finality, Lily felt the snap of her cervix closing over the end of the worm's tail, causing her to flinch and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four month'Worth of pregnant belly.
Suddenly without pain or joy, Lily lay panting on the slab or endocarp for a moment, running her hands over her new proportions. It felt natural enough, even though she had never been pregnant before, even the coiling had ceased. She swept a hand through her pussycat to get all of her cum off of herself, closing her oculus halfway at the spirit. She looked at the glistening fluid on her hand and slowly licked it off, savoring the appreciation of her own pleasure.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous twenty minutes fervour, Lily stuck a finger up her pussycat and pinched her mamilla, manipulating her clitoris with her pollex. She panted and groaned, moving her helping hand from her nipple to her fraught belly, caressing it lightly. Her pussy immediately flooded, and pleasure built within the young woman by her own stimulation, until it broke over her mind like a tidal wave. She had no thought having a pregnant belly would turn her on so much ! Especially a belly with an noncitizen creature inside it.
Coming down from her second climax, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarment, giving her titties one concluding emergency before capturing them. She then got up and struggled into her unisuit, which stretched enough to lodge her passenger.
As she was throwing on her crown, 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 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 early being inside this elbow room. In fact, besides yourself, I'm the only support matter inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her swollen-headed stomach, within which she felt a coiling front for a legal brief moment. Her mind couldn't make mother wit 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 consider for that matter, for she had just made herself orgasm on an estrange creature that she now discovered could talk, somehow. So, she decided to start out with the basics.
"…Do you have a figure ?"
"Yes,"the coiled serpent in her uterus replied,"I am Lyrux. ”