Lily Landrey's ship, trailing flack and smoke, smashed through the tree canopy and impacted the surface of VGG-904, a ring of dirty Snow erupting all around the crash site.
With rip trailing from her eyebrow, Lily shook off the shock of the wreck, and unsnapped her emergency control. With a quick glimpse out the viewport in front of her, seeing nix but tree trunks and snowfall, the Brigham Young woman scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the original's node from the body of the craft. She jogged the length of the shipment bay, which took up most of the trunk of the craftiness, only stopping to key in a few instruction at a cabinet. At the rear of the bay was a locker, which was opened by a small chain of code entered by her slender fingers. The doorway slid open, revealing two carbines, one laser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a noise from back where she came ; a shower of twinkle blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"roll in the hay comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the rampart and keyed open another storage locker as she began to strip out of her pilot's train. She was revealed to the cargo bay to be very slender of physical structure and picket of color, for she only wore shorts and a sort of mutant bra over her chest, which bulged with the endeavor of containing her breasts. Her bare middle was monotonous, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was black with a trace of blue, like a pig's plume. Throwing her flying suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was drab Charles Grey with many pockets and got into it with haste. Over that she threw a cap of the Same color as the suit, and then stepped into a span of utility boot.
By this time she could pick up some sort of engine growing closelipped alfresco, along with a steady decrease in ambient temperature ; declarative mood of a Isaac Hull breach. There was little probability she could get this giant flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a pair of impingement vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her pockets, and began to piddle her way back to the sparking console. After three gradation, there was a strait of electrical arcing, and every light inside the bay went completely dead, including the sparks from the damaged communicating console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing abrasion and taps against the exterior of the hull of her ship, she felt around in her suit for a directed beam, and switched it on. Her eyes were on the hatch at the crown of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming noise came from her rightfield, and she spied a dim square scheme against the darkened bulkhead. The synopsis grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the piece of Hull hinged inward, hitting the deck with a deafening clangor !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing edge of the brand-new approach hachure, and gave two expectant whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her part, had managed to not make a phone, but as soon as one of the extraterrestrial being shapes barked, she touched the stud on her carbine, and a duo of brilliant yellow irradiation lashed through the shape at the hole. She heard a turn of pharyngeal consonant voices outside, so she unleashed another pair of beams 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. nearly of the equipment could intercept a laser gust, but she had no theme what these fauna had for arm.
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 localization. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a weighty red ignitor and emitted a piercing shrieking of strait. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the sides of her point, dropping her weapon in the act. The noise was inundating, and had an unforeseen upshot upon her ; she seemed to be growing tired rather quickly.
By the time the noise quit, Lily could barely prevent her eyes assailable. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her rachis against a crate.
As thumping footfalls came toward her location, Lily fumbled in her pouch for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to abide. She squeezed the induction at the closest black moving phantasma until it was knocked out of her hired hand by an unseen force, which was immediately brought to have on her head until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The first thing that Lily noticed was that she was very coldness. For a moment, that was all she could find out, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The nest watching was that she was lying on something hard and smooth out. She felt along her body to ascertain that her garments had been removed, all except for her undergarments which were still in blank space, and none of her peter or other geared wheel were on her person. Finally managing to crack exposed her heart, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit room she currently occupied.
The elbow room was low and rather heroic, and seemed to have been cut out of rock. There was a single pressure doorway 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 walls were scattered boxes and crates all of varying sizes and shapes.
As she sat up, infliction bloomed in her capitulum, causing her to moan and hold close at her brow. She wrapped her other arm around her midriff and waited for the botheration in her point to sink.
Through the pounding in her head, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her right, away from the only visible door. Squinting in that direction, the young pilot saw nix but grey crating and black careen, but the rustling continued, like dry leave-taking on concrete. The pain waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her feet and walkway, shivering, around the stack of crateful which blocked her view from the source of the audio. The scraping racket ceased before she got around the recession, though, and to her frustration, there was nothing occupying that street corner of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to guide bloodline. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to come back everything about the crash.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her locomotive engine, causing her to violently strike down back into real-space extremely close to this satellite. Her navigational estimator had identified the satellite as VGG-904, classified as habitable by foresighted range explorers when they first wave of exploration went through this sector, some three hundred standard year before. Since then, no one had visited, and nothing discovered about it.
Lily had had to manipulate her power and locomotive in haphazard ways to get the ship to ram earth, instead of vaporize in the atmosphere or decompose upon wallop with the terra firma. She had survived all the random factors thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown quantity species of foreigner, seemingly sentient.
Who knows what they planned to do to her ?
A dull aching still hammered away behind her oculus, so Lily decided to lean back on her slab against the rock 'n' roll wall and close up her eyes.




She must have passed back out because she swam back to consciousness as the door screeched open. The rhythmic thud of heavy animal foot made her heart pound, but she wasn't able to affect an column inch before one of the hulking dark creatures squeezed through the threshold and peered in her direction with large black eyes. It whuffed and angled its massive head to look in the other corner, the one from which the rustling dissonance had emanated earlier. Making the same interference for many prison term in succession, the creature began to punt 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 yells, and the room access slammed shut with a interference that echoed.
She scoffed, and rubbed the sleep from her heart, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the firmly rock'n'roll was unforgiving, and went to have a look at the door. It was more like a pressurized crosshatch, but with no chemical mechanism or handle to trigger off it. The Whitney Moore Young Jr. adult female sighed and moved toward the snug large crate. She searched around for a latch or a keyhole or keypad, anything that would open the crate. A deep-set slot near the top of one incline held a push button, which she depressed. The lid of the crateful, about even with her breast, broke into two patch and slid off the face of the box on arrangement 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 surprisal, what seemed to be an expansive cloak fell partially surface at her foot. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a golf hole in the center for a head.
Smiling at this midget bit of luck, for Lily was practically vibrating across the storey from her shivers, she draped it around her like she imagined royalty would, and strode back to her slab. The hulks would probably be raging with her for getting into their stuff, 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 wall when the rustling began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the rump of the oversized garment behind her like a train, she searched every part of the way she was in, pushing crate out of the way and even checking underneath a few. Nothing was found but a bit of junk in every box, although the rustling noise hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a annoyance in her capitulum, Lily decided to sit down and think some more on her quandary. She had no Sooner seated herself and drew the congregation of the impromptu blanket around her unwrap stage when she saw something atop one of the crateful. She gasped at the jar of seeing something that she hadn't found during her hunt.
The thing was cylindrical 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 color. It seemed to be a know animate being, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her oculus growing wide at this latest of alien. It wasn't to last farseeing, for it seemed as though the snake-like wight had noticed her gaze. It slithered across the top of the crateful, wrapped around the bound until it located the recessed push button, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the floor as the box opened. The creature came to a full stop and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the tactile sensation that the thing was trying to demonstrate her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her centre on the insect as it tracked her, edged towards the now-opened box. Arriving at the side, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in gloating at finding all of the geared wheel 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 scoop. Then she crammed those pocket full-of-the-moon of every gadget that she had taken from the storage locker, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crate for her lined crownwork.
All this prison term, 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 ground, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, little thing."
This phrase elicited a botch up from the battlefront of the snake, which Lily took to be an acknowledgment. Her sentient biography course in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the boundary of her slab and clasped her bridge player together, trying to reckon this unsung alien creature out. It edged a little closer to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its buttocks sweeping the ground behind it.
Her mind suddenly that it looked like an oversized version of a very particular item tucked away with her spare clothing back at her ship. This thing was the same colour and general proportionate size to her dildo !
Lily's face reddened and she smiled, still looking at the Hydra creature, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a picayune big for me, big guy."
At her words, the matter slithered forward to her feet and looked up at her. With a slight ecphonesis, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the matter. It must experience sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her arm. It tapped the stock twice, and then twitched it's ‘ straits'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this thing was not only in self-will of at least a rudimentary intelligence, but it could also recognise buttons and weapons. It also had a good idea, one that Lily was sure she would consume arrived at, given plenty time.
She picked up her optical maser, checked the charge and working order, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crates for safety device. She fired the weapon twice, once at the top of the crosshatch and once at the seat. The optical maser wasn't a very loud arm, but Lily was for certain that the hulking animal would occur running to hold back on their prize. Surprisingly, not a phone was heard other than that made by the uber-dildo coming out of cover.
It slithered over to the door, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to scrutinise her handiwork, only to bump that the laser had done absolutely cypher to the dull stopping point of the hatching.
growling in anger, Lily set her carbine against the wall and dropped her aching head in her hands. She massaged her eyes again, and when she opened them, the snake animal was correct 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 incline of it with a few digit. It pushed against the cutaneous senses 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 hand 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 other end over to gesture and taper at a specific touch between her legs. Lily blinked, the smile sliding off her expression.
"What do you want down there ?"
It seemed to filter out towards her case, and then it curved around and pointed directly to her genitalia. It then looked back towards her face.
She couldn't hardly believe it, but the fact that a sentient extraterrestrial being dildo-creature was obsessing about her vagina was turning her on a little bit. It had certainly been a spell since anything had happened between her and anyone besides her dildo, and the fact that she was trapped on an unknown major planet inside some sort of installation with no way out meant that she had some meter to kill.
She looked over at the room access uncertainly, but there came not a sound from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the brute to the bench beside her, Lily got to her feet and threw her crown to the slope, fumbling at the unisuit's zipper. The snake on the bench watched her front carefully. Lily felt as though she should razz the matter somehow, since it seemed intelligent, but she rolled her eyes at herself and shimmied her shoulder out of the sleeves and stepped out of the repose of it. She flipped her hair out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her pair of c-cup breasts with light nipple. For a mo she kneaded her tits and squeezed her tit, biting her lip at the sentiment 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 fetch up. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the last of her underwear, showing a completely bald pussy to the ‘ regard'of the thing.
Stark naked now, with her nipples standing erect and goose skin covering her from the chilly air, Lily went and sat down succeeding to the impromptu dildo and opened her ramification, running a couple of finger through her puss to crap for certain of maximum lubrication.
The creature, which was wide-eyed than her dildo, slithered off onto the trading floor and peeked up over the edge of the slab, peering into Lily's private parts as she played with it. It looked up at her face when a groan escaped her, but returned its care to the now wet pair of twat lips.
Lily drew her wet digit out of herself and moved against the wall, gesturing coyly for the foreign exotic creature to get in use, if it even knew what it was doing. The foreigner snake 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 second at the folds of flesh, seemingly getting its posture, until finally gently touching her clitoris. She was surprised, and twitched a footling 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 entrance. Looking down, about an in had gone in, she could then finger the ‘ promontory'of the brute gyrating, as if looking about. After a slight moment, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to gasp and grunt. The bum of the wight rustled back and forth.
The Loretta Young fair sex looked down as far as she could from this side, marveling at the odd sight between her pegleg. She wished the snake knew how to stuff, instead of just study her interior.
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 across-the-board friend."
She reached down and grasped the soundbox of the thing, now buried within her about six inches. She tried to carefully root for it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No matter how hard she pulled, although she had short leveraging, the snake did not John Donald Budge from within her vagina.
The slightest bit of fear managed to cross her head right field before the alien worm plunged through Lily's cervix uteri, entering her womb. Pain swept over her, pulsing from her crushed midsection, assorted with pleasure from the movement of the thing through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the soundbox of the alien worm and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the next couple moment.
About a foot and a half of worm still lay between her shivering legs, the rest was within her.
Lily jerked as the louse shifted inside her belly, creating the most odd of ace. As it began to slide inside even more, the young woman slid her hands over her lower stomach, trying to find 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 extraterrestrial beast without there being a apprehension.
She gritted her tooth against the zapping wizard as more and more of the animal's body edged its way through her vaginal canal, through her cervical opening, and into her uterus. Beyond the pain, Lily could finger a sort of round gesture within her, as though the alien was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see movement underneath the tight White River skin beneath her belly clit, and felt her body stretch under her fingers. more than twelve inch of the creature, judgement you most of the body of the alien louse was an inch and a one-half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her physical structure for an unknown purpose. The tinge of awe had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such retard, deliberate apparent motion 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 unknown alien snake, then she was going to get off first.
As the snake slowly moved within her, Lily moved her hand above her snatch, and pressed down on her pelvic bone, pushing the tissue beneath it to compress the vaginal canal around the foreign item within it. The rough patch of vaginal tissue underneath the osseous tissue pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increase delight signals to her brain.
Her effort paid off, as with each moment that passed her intimation deepened and quickened, her bosom jiggled as her pectus rose and fell, her eyebrow frowned and her oral fissure opened wide until her body jerked, simultaneous with a guttural moan from Lily's pharynx as she came hard on the creature in her vagina. Milky white fluid now helped to lubricate the transition of the matter entering her, which seemed to pick up a little speed.
Still panting with the endeavor, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the size of her belly, which had protruded to the pointedness where she looked at to the lowest degree three month significant. She still felt the gradual coiling movement within her belly, and even though the nuisance had lessened considerably, the fear had gone from her judgement. She reasoned that if the alien had wanted to kill her or eat her or whatever else, it wouldn't have gone square 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 larger every moment. Her eyes just caught vision of the end of the unknown worm disappearing past her pussy brim, allowing her entrance to close back down close to its original size, with a fragile gape from the wider-than-usual transition. It was the most odd of sensations, the tail end of the creature being pulled through her vaginal channel, the epithelial duct closing down after the passage. She shuddered at the feeling, waves of delight jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With finality, Lily felt the duck soup of her cervix closure over the end of the louse's backside, causing her to flinch and puff, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four months'worth of pregnant belly.
Suddenly without annoyance or pleasure, Lily lay panting on the slab or Harlan Stone for a moment, running her custody over her new proportions. It felt natural enough, even though she had never been pregnant before, even the coiling had ceased. She swept a script through her pussy to get all of her cum off of herself, closing her eye halfway at the feeling. She looked at the glistening fluid on her hired hand and slowly licked it off, savoring the taste of her own pleasance.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous twenty minutes hullabaloo, Lily stuck a finger up her pussy and pinched her mamilla, manipulating her clitoris with her pollex. She panted and groaned, moving her hand from her tit to her pregnant belly, caressing it lightly. Her kitty-cat immediately flooded, and pleasure built within the young womanhood by her own stimulation, until it broke over her mind like a tidal Wave. She had no idea having a fraught belly would turn her on so much ! Especially a belly with an alien wight inside it.
Coming down from her second climax, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarments, giving her titties one end 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 crown, she heard a sourceless female voice.
"Did you know that you're ovulating ?
Lily froze, her crown hanging from one arm. She searched the room with her heart, 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 alone sustenance thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her swollen stomach, within which she felt a coiling motion for a brief moment. Her creative thinker couldn't make horse sense of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to back up out.
"Yes. Me."The worm replied with a piddling movement.
For a second, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to cogitate for that matter, for she had just made herself orgasm on an alien animate being that she now discovered could blab out, somehow. So, she decided to start with the basics.
"…Do you have a name ?"
"Yes,"the loop ophidian in her uterus answer,"I am Lyrux. ”