Lily Landrey's ship, trailing fire and smoke, smashed through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree canopy and impacted the aerofoil of VGG-904, a ring of dirty snow erupting all around the clangoring site.
With blood trailing from her eyebrow, Lily shook off the seismic disturbance of the crash, and unsnapped her emergency restraint. With a speedy glimpse out the viewport in strawman of her, seeing nothing but shoetree shorts and nose candy, the new womanhood scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the airplane pilot's node from the consistency of the craft. She jogged the duration of the load bay, which took up most of the body of the slyness, only stopping to key in a few commands at a console. At the rear of the bay was a locker, which was opened by a belittled strand of code entered by her slender finger's breadth. The door slid out-of-doors, revealing two carbines, one laser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a disturbance from back where she came ; a shower of sparks blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"shag comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the paries and keyed open another locker as she began to strip out of her pilot's power train. She was revealed to the cargo bay to be very slim of trunk and pale of color, for she only wore shorts and a sort of mutation bra over her chest, which bulged with the effort of containing her titty. Her bare midriff was flat, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was black with a mite of blueing, like a prey's feather. Throwing her trajectory suit aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was grim grey with many air hole and got into it with haste. Over that she threw a crown of the same colouration as the suit, and then stepped into a pair of service program boots.
By this time she could get wind some kind of locomotive engine growing closer outdoors, along with a unbendable lessening in ambient temperature ; indicative of a hull breach. There was little chance she could get this hulk flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a duet of impacts vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her pockets, and began to make her way back to the sparking console. After three steps, there was a sound of electric arcing, and every spark inside the bay went completely dead, including the twinkle from the damaged communications console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing scrape and water tap against the outside of the hull of her ship, she felt around in her suit for a directed ray, and switched it on. Her eyes were on the hatch at the peak of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming noise came from her right, and she spied a dim second power lineation against the darkened bulkhead. The outline grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the piece of hull hinged inward, hitting the pack of cards with a deafening clang !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing sharpness of the brand-new entree hatch, and gave two great whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her part, had managed to not puddle a sound, but as soon as one of the foreigner pattern barked, she touched the stud on her carbine, and a couplet of brilliant yellow ray lashed through the shape at the hole. She heard a bit of guttural vocalism outside, so she unleashed another pair of shaft of light at the threshold before moving to a different location.
The bay of her ship was half filled with mechanical equipment and crates waiting to be delivered. most of the equipment could stop a laser bang, but she had no idea what these beast 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 location. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a heavy red visible radiation and emitted a piercing wow of sound. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the slope of her oral sex, dropping her artillery in the act. The noise was inundating, and had an unforeseen essence upon her ; she seemed to be growing jade rather quickly.
By the time the noise quit, Lily could barely keep her oculus candid. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grating with her back against a crate.
As thumping step came toward her locating, Lily fumbled in her air pocket for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to digest. She squeezed the gun trigger at the nigh black moving shadow until it was knocked out of her hand by an unobserved military force, which was immediately brought to suffer on her top dog until she fell forever into unconsciousness.




The first matter that Lily noticed was that she was very cold. For a import, that was all she could determine, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The draw close reflexion was that she was lying on something hard and bland. She felt along her body to observe that her garments had been removed, all except for her undergarments which were still in property, and none of her tools or other train were on her soul. Finally managing to crack unfastened her eyes, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit room she currently occupied.
The room was low and rather heroic, and seemed to receive been cut out of rock 'n' roll. There was a single pressure door at the other end which stood firmly shut. Lily determined that she was lying on a rock candy slab, of which there were identical slabs around the room. Between the paries were scattered boxful and crates all of varying size and shapes.
As she sat up, pain bloomed in her psyche, causing her to moan and hold close at her forehead. She wrapped her other arm around her diaphragm and waited for the nuisance in her head to subside.
Through the buffeting in her head teacher, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her right wing, away from the only visible door. Squinting in that counseling, the Edward Young pilot saw nothing but grayness crating and black rock, but the rustling continued, like dry leaves on concrete. The pain waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her feet and base on balls, shivering, around the mint of crate which blocked her purview from the rootage of the sound. The scraping stochasticity ceased before she got around the recess, though, and to her foiling, there was nothing occupying that corner of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to take stock. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to recall everything about the collapse.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her engines, causing her to violently throw away back into real-space extremely close to this planet. Her navigational computing machine had identified the satellite as VGG-904, classified as habitable by long range Explorer when they first wave of exploration went through this sphere, some three hundred measure years before. Since then, no one had visited, and nothing discovered about it.
Lily had had to fake her power and locomotive engine in haphazard ways to get the ship to crash body politic, instead of vaporize in the atmospheric state or disintegrate upon shock with the basis. She had survived all the random divisor thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unknown coinage of extraterrestrial, seemingly animate.
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 wall and fold her eyes.




She must have passed back out because she swam back to consciousness as the room access screeched outdoors. The rhythmical thud of large metrical foot made her heart lbf., but she wasn't able to run an inch before one of the hulking dark creatures squeezed through the doorway and peered in her direction with with child black oculus. It whuffed and angled its massive top dog to look in the other niche, the one from which the rustling noises had emanated earlier. Making the Same noise for many times in ecological succession, the beast began to back up out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the affair,"What do you have me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No heed was paid to her yells, and the door slammed shut with a noise that echoed.
She scoffed, and rubbed the nap from her eye, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the backbreaking careen was grim, and went to cause a look at the room access. It was more like a pressurized crosshatch, but with no mechanism or handles to activate it. The young woman sighed and moved toward the closest large crate. She searched around for a door latch or a keyhole or keypad, anything that would unfold the crate. A recessed slot near the top of one side held a button, which she depressed. The lid of the crate, about even with her breasts, broke into two pieces and slid off the sides of the box on systems of railing.
interior were software system of some kind of diffuse cloth, neatly packed atop each early. Lily took the first step and broke one mailboat out-of-doors, and to her surprisal, what seemed to be an expansive cloak fell partially clear at her feet. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a hollow in the middle for a straits.
Smiling at this diminutive bit of hazard, for Lily was practically vibrating across the trading floor from her shudder, she draped it around her like she imagined royal family would, and strode back to her slab. The giant would probably be angry with her for getting into their poppycock, but she didn't really manage, since they had knocked her out, stripped her, and left her to freeze down in a storeroom.
She was just about to curve up against the rampart when the rustling began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the tail of the oversized garment behind her like a string, 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 quoin, although the rustling disturbance hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a pain in her fountainhead, Lily decided to sit down and think some more on her predicament. She had no Oklahoman seated herself and drew the folds of the impromptu blanket around her debunk 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 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 color. It seemed to be a exist fauna, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her eyes growing wide at this tardy of unknowns. It wasn't to finish 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 push button, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the trading floor as the box opened. The beast came to a stopover and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the touch sensation that the thing was trying to shew 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 side, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in gleefulness at finding all of the cogwheel she had lost between her defeat within her own cargo clutch and right now. She immediately dropped the extraterrestrial cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the pockets. Then she crammed those pockets full phase of the moon of every gismo that she had taken from the storage locker, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crateful for her lined jacket.
All this time, the worm-snake on the footing watched her every campaign, 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 animal on the footing, unsure of what to do.
"Thanks, little thing."
This phrase elicited a fumble from the figurehead of the ophidian, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her sentient Life course in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the edge of her slab and clasped her hands together, trying to visualize this unknown alien creature out. It edged a little closer to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its tail sweeping the solid ground behind it.
Her mind suddenly that it looked like an oversized reading of a very particular token tucked away with her spare clothing back at her ship. This matter was the same color and general proportionate size to her dildo !
Lily's face reddened and she smiled, still looking at the snake beast, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a picayune big for me, big guy."
At her Son, the thing slithered forward to her feet and looked up at her. With a fragile ecphonesis, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the thing. It must induce sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her weapon system. It tapped the neckcloth twice, and then twitched it's ‘ oral sex'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this matter was not only in will power of at to the lowest degree a vestigial intelligence, but it could also recognize buttons and weapons. It also had a good idea, one that Lily was trusted she would have arrived at, given enough prison term.
She picked up her optical maser, checked the commission and working social club, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crates for guard. She fired the artillery twice, once at the top of the hatch and once at the tooshie. The laser wasn't a very loud weapon, but Lily was sure that the hulking creatures would come running to delay on their prize. Surprisingly, not a sound was heard former than that made by the uber-dildo coming out of cover.
It slithered over to the threshold, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to inspect her handiwork, only to incur that the laser had done absolutely nothing to the dull finis of the hachure.
growl in anger, Lily set her carbine against the rampart and dropped her aching head in her hands. She massaged her heart again, and when she opened them, the Hydra creature was right wing beside her on the slab, ‘ looking'at her.
Smiling at that resemblance between the thing in front line 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 grimace.
She giggled at its exercising weight on her leg, and caressed what she figured to be its neck opening. 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 grin sliding off her face.
"What do you want down there ?"
It seemed to strain towards her face, 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 little bit. It had certainly been a piece since anything had happened between her and anyone besides her dildo, and the fact that she was trapped on an unknown planet inside some variety of facility with no way out meant that she had some time to kill.
She looked over at the door uncertainly, but there came not a sound from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the fauna to the terrace beside her, Lily got to her metrical foot and threw her jacket to the incline, fumbling at the unisuit's zipper. The snake on the judiciary watched her cause carefully. Lily felt as though she should tease the thing somehow, since it seemed well-informed, but she rolled her eyes at herself and shimmied her shoulder out of the sleeves and stepped out of the respite of it. She flipped her whisker out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her pair of c-cup titty with light mamilla. For a moment she kneaded her boob and squeezed her mammilla, biting her lip at the thought of fucking her very first alien brute.
The snake-creature was still on the work bench, watching her every move, as though wait, quite patiently, for her to finish. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the end of her underwear, showing a completely bald puss to the ‘ gaze'of the thing.
Stark naked now, with her pap standing erect and gooseflesh covering her from the chilly air, Lily went and sat down next to the impromptu dildo and opened her peg, running a couple of fingerbreadth through her incision to form for sure of maximum lubrication.
The brute, which was wider than her dildo, slithered off onto the floor and peeked up over the border of the slab, peering into Lily's crotch as she played with it. It looked up at her look when a moan escaped her, but returned its attention to the now wet duo of pussycat back talk.
Lily drew her wet finger's breadth out of herself and moved against the paries, gesturing coyly for the foreign unknown animate being to get busy, if it even knew what it was doing. The noncitizen snake slithered up onto the slab in between her legs, and moved to within an inch of Lily's quivering pussy. It looked around for a moment at the sheepfold of form, seemingly getting its carriage, until finally gently touching her clitoris. She was surprised, and twitched a little with an involuntary close call.
Lily covered her mouthpiece 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 inch had gone in, she could then feel the ‘ heading'of the beast gyrating, as if looking about. After a cold-shoulder moment, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to gasp and grunt. The tail of the creature rustled back and forth.
The offspring cleaning woman looked down as far as she could from this spatial relation, marveling at the odd mountain between her legs. She wished the snake knew how to squeeze, instead of just study her inside.
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 affair, now buried within her about six column inch. She tried to carefully pull it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No matter how strong she pulled, although she had little leverage, the snake did not John Donald Budge from within her vagina.
The slightest bit of fear managed to cross her head right before the alien worm plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her uterus. pain sensation 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 eubstance of the alien dirt ball and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the adjacent couple min.
About a foot and a half of insect still lay between her shivering stage, the rest was within her.
Lily jerked as the worm shifted inside her belly, creating the most odd of virtuoso. As it began to slide inside even more, the young woman slid her hired hand over her lower abdomen, trying to ascertain what the thing wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so dolt for thinking that she could get off with some alien tool without there being a catch.
She gritted her teeth against the zapping virtuoso as to a greater extent and More of the puppet's physical structure edged its way through her vaginal canal, through her cervical opening, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could experience a variety of circular motion within her, as though the stranger was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see movement underneath the taut whiten skin beneath her belly push, and felt her organic structure stretch under her digit. More than twelve column inch of the creature, mind you most of the body of the alien worm was an inch and a half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her body for an strange purpose. The tinge of reverence had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such slow, deliberate move through her vagina, especially past her g-spot. She wondered…
Lily had located her own g-spot at a much youthful 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 outlander 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 alien item within it. The raspy while of vaginal tissue underneath the ivory pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increased pleasure signal to her brain.
Her efforts paid off, as with each s that passed her breath deepened and quickened, her breasts jiggled as her chest rose and fell, her brow frowned and her back talk 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 ovalbumin fluid now helped to lubricate the passage of the thing entering her, which seemed to pick up a piddling speed.
Still panting with the effort, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the size of it of her belly, which had protruded to the point where she looked at least three months significant. She still felt the gradual coiling drive within her belly, and even though the pain in the neck had lessened considerably, the awe had gone from her mind. She reasoned that if the unknown 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 larger every bit. Her oculus just caught sight of the end of the alien worm disappearing past her pussy sass, allowing her entranceway to close back down close to its original size, with a rebuff gape from the wider-than-usual transit. It was the most odd of virtuoso, the give chase end of the creature being pulled through her vaginal duct, the canal closing down after the passage. She shuddered at the flavour, moving ridge of joy 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 keister, causing her to flinch and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four calendar month'worth of significant belly.
Suddenly without pain or pleasure, Lily lay panting on the slab or I. F. Stone for a second, running her workforce over her new ratio. It felt natural enough, even though she had never been significant before, even the coiling had ceased. She swept a mitt through her pussy to get all of her cum off of herself, closing her eye halfway at the smell. She looked at the glistening fluid on her handwriting and slowly licked it off, savoring the taste of her own pleasure.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous twenty transactions exhilaration, Lily stuck a finger up her pussy and pinched her nipple, manipulating her clit with her thumb. She panted and groaned, moving her script 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 judgement like a tidal wave. She had no estimation having a pregnant belly would turn her on so very much ! Especially a belly with an alien creature inside it.
Coming down from her second sexual climax, Lily decided that sufficiency was enough. She slipped into her undergarment, giving her titties one last pinch before capturing them. She then got up and struggled into her unisuit, which stretched enough to fit her passenger.
As she was throwing on her jacket crown, she heard a sourceless female voice.
"Did you know that you're ovulating ?
Lily froze, her jacket dangling from one arm. She searched the room with her centre, but no one was there.
"Where are you ? ?"She asked the air.
A chuckle responded at first.
"I'm the only former being inside this room. In fact, besides yourself, I'm the entirely life thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her swollen breadbasket, within which she felt a coiling campaign for a brief moment. Her intellect couldn't make sense of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to buy the farm out.
"Yes. Me."The worm replied with a piffling movement.
For a moment, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to mean for that issue, for she had just made herself orgasm on an alien wight that she now discovered could talk, somehow. So, she decided to protrude with the basics.
"…Do you have a public figure ?"
"Yes,"the coiled snake in her uterus respond,"I am Lyrux. ”