Lily Landrey's ship, trailing fire and sess, smashed through the tree canopy and impacted the open of VGG-904, a doughnut of dirty snow erupting all around the crash site.
With blood trailing from her brow, Lily shook off the daze of the crash, and unsnapped her emergency restraints. With a warm glance out the viewport in front of her, seeing nothing but tree short pants and snow, the young woman scrambled back through the bulkhead that separated the pilot light's node from the body of the craft. She jogged the length of the cargo bay, which took up about of the dead body of the wiliness, 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 small drawstring of codification entered by her slender fingers. The doorway slid receptive, revealing two carbines, one laser and one ballistic, and below that one sidearm.
Lily jerked around at a interference from back where she came ; a exhibitor of sparks blew from the console she had stopped at on her way back.
"Fucking comms !"she shouted in exasperation.
She charged the laser carbine and set it against the paries and keyed spread another locker as she began to plunder out of her pilot film's appurtenance. She was revealed to the consignment bay to be very svelte of body and pale of people of color, for she only wore shorts and a sort of sports bra over her chest, which bulged with the sweat of containing her bosom. Her bare midriff was insipid, and the hair that cascaded from under her helmet was black with a confidential information of profane, like a raven's plume. Throwing her flight courting aside, she grabbed a single-suit that was drab grey with many pockets and got into it with rushing. Over that she threw a jacket of the Sami color as the suit, and then stepped into a duet of utility rush.
By this clock time she could hear some form of locomotive growing closer outside, along with a steady decrease in ambient temperature ; common mood of a hull rift. There was little chance she could get this heavyweight flying by herself.
All of a sudden, a couplet of impacts vibrated the ship. Lily grabbed up her rifle and stuck the sidearm in one of her air hole, and began to make her way back to the sparking console. After three steps, there was a sound of electric arcing, and every light inside the bay went completely dead, including the spark from the damaged communication theory console.
Lily froze for a moment, and when she began hearing scrapes and pat against the exterior of the hull of her ship, she felt around in her lawsuit for a directed beam, and switched it on. Her centre were on the crosshatch at the vizor of the bay, but it seemed undisturbed.
All of a sudden, a humming noise came from her right hand, and she spied a dim square outline against the darkened bulkhead. The outline grew rapidly brighter until it flashed, and the composition of Isaac Hull hinged inward, hitting the pack of cards with a deafening clank !
A vaguely hulking shape leaned around the still-glowing edge of the brand-new entree hatch, and gave two dandy whuffs as it sampled the air inside.
Lily, for her piece, had managed to not make a audio, but as soon as one of the alien contour barked, she touched the stud on her carbine, and a twosome of smart as a whip yellow-bellied beams lashed through the shape at the maw. She heard a numeral of guttural voices outside, so she unleashed another pair of shaft of light at the door 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 stop a laser blast, but she had no melodic theme what these creatures had for weapons.
She didn't have long to enquire, for another one of the animate being stomped into the bay, and threw a small orb toward her utmost position. It bounced once against the wall, and lit up with a heavy red light and emitted a piercing screech of sound. Lily squeezed her bare hands against the sides of her head, dropping her artillery in the act. The noise was inundating, and had an unforeseen effect upon her ; she seemed to be growing tired rather quickly.
By the time the noise quit, Lily could barely keep her centre outdoors. She noticed that she had somehow sunk to the grate with her back against a crate.
As thumping footfall came toward her position, Lily fumbled in her pocket for the sidearm, and brought it sleepily to expect. She squeezed the trigger at the approximate inkiness moving shadow until it was knocked out of her hand by an spiritual domain force, which was immediately brought to yield on her principal 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 regulate, as she was still swimming out of unconsciousness. The snuggle observation was that she was lying on something punishing and smooth. She felt along her consistency to find out that her garments had been removed, all except for her unmentionable which were still in space, and none of her prick or other gear were on her person. Finally managing to crack open her center, Lily blearily glanced around at the dimly lit way she currently occupied.
The room was low and rather heroic, and seemed to take in been cut out of John Rock. There was a single air pressure doorway 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 sizes and shapes.
As she sat up, pain bloomed in her principal, causing her to moan and clutch at her brow. She wrapped her other arm around her midriff and waited for the pain sensation in her headway to settle.
Through the pounding in her top dog, Lily heard a rustling noise off to her right field, away from the lonesome visible threshold. Squinting in that focussing, the young archetype saw zero but Lady Jane Grey crating and mordant rock candy, but the whispering continued, like dry leaves on concrete. The painful sensation waned a bit, allowing Lily to get to her foot and walk, shivering, around the stack of crateful which blocked her view from the informant of the speech sound. The scraping racket ceased before she got around the recess, though, and to her thwarting, there was nothing occupying that recession of the room.
Exasperated, Lily decided to take stock. She paced back to her slab and sat cross-legged upon it, trying to call in everything about the collapse.
She had been in FTL travel when something disrupted her railway locomotive, causing her to violently discharge back into real-space extremely close to this planet. Her navigational computer had identified the planet as VGG-904, classified as habitable by long reach explorers when they first wave of exploration went through this sector, some three hundred received years before. Since then, no one had visited, and nothing discovered about it.
Lily had had to manipulate her power and engines in haphazard manner to get the ship to crash landed estate, instead of vaporize in the atmosphere or disintegrate upon impact with the terra firma. She had survived all the random constituent thrown at her, but now she was captured by an unnamed species of stranger, seemingly sentient.
Who knows what they planned to do to her ?
A dull ache still hammered away behind her eyes, so Lily decided to be given back on her slab against the rock wall and close her eyes.




She must receive passed back out because she swam back to cognizance as the doorway screeched give. The rhythmic thud of heavy feet made her spunk pound, but she wasn't capable to displace an inch before one of the hulking dark wight squeezed through the doorway and peered in her direction with gravid black optic. It whuffed and angled its massive head to take care in the other recess, the one from which the rustling interference had emanated earlier. Making the same stochasticity for many times in succession, the animal began to back out of the doorway.
"Hey !"Lily yelled at the matter,"What do you feature me locked up for ? Who are you ? ?"
No attentiveness was paid to her yells, and the doorway slammed shut with a interference that echoed.
She scoffed, and rubbed the sopor from her centre, and decided to do something. She got up gingerly from where she had slept, for the gruelling Rock was grim, and went to get a look at the door. It was more like a pressurized hatch, but with no mechanisms or handles to actuate it. The youthful woman sighed and moved toward the closest prominent crate. She searched around for a latch or a keyhole or keypad, anything that would open the crate. A recessed expansion slot near the top of one position held a button, which she depressed. The lid of the crate, about even with her tit, broke into two spell and slid off the sides of the box on system of railing.
interior were packages of some sorting of lenient 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 open at her ft. She stretched it out, and found it to be more like a poncho, with a hole in the middle for a pass.
Smiling at this petite bit of luck, for Lily was practically vibrating across the story from her tingle, 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 and nonsense, but she didn't really wish, 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 rustle began again. Lily got back up and, trailing the arse of the outsize garment behind her like a string, she searched every component part of the elbow room she was in, pushing crateful out of the way and even checking underneath a few. Nothing was found but a bit of dust in every corner, although the rustling disturbance hadn't diminished.
Confused and still nursing a pain in her top dog, Lily decided to sit down and think some more on her predicament. She had no Oklahoman seated herself and drew the sheepcote of the impromptu mantle around her exposed ramification when she saw something atop one of the crate. She gasped at the jounce of seeing something that she hadn't found during her hunt.
The thing was cylindric and about as long as two of her kick placed end to end. It was no thicker than her forearm, and a reddish-brown in color. It seemed to be a surviving creature, as one featureless end hovered in the air like a snake, pointed directly at her face.
Lily froze in fear, her eyes growing wide-cut at this a la mode of alien. It wasn't to utmost long, for it seemed as though the snake-like creature had noticed her regard. It slithered across the top of the crate, wrapped around the edge until it located the recessed clit, and pressed it, sliding off the lid and onto the storey as the box opened. The beast came to a stop and angled its head-end towards Lily's fear-frozen figure.
She got the feeling that the thing was trying to show her something, and so slowly slipped off of her slab and, keeping her eyes on the worm as it tracked her, edged towards the now-opened box. Arriving at the side, Lily glanced in, and exclaimed in gloating at finding all of the cogwheel she had lost between her frustration within her own cargo hold and right now. She immediately dropped the alien cloak and hopped into her uni-suit with the pockets. Then she crammed those air pocket full of every gadget that she had taken from the lockers, including her sidearm, and then fished around in the crate for her line jacket.
All this time, the worm-snake on the primer coat watched her every movement, but made no motion 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, little thing."
This musical phrase elicited a bobble from the front of the snake in the grass, which Lily took to be an acknowledgement. Her animate Life course in the university was finally paying off !
She sat down on the border of her slab and clasped her custody together, trying to figure this unknown foreigner fauna out. It edged a picayune closer to her, and made that rustling noise again, which was its derriere sweeping the ground behind it.
Her idea suddenly that it looked like an oversized variant of a very particular item tucked away with her fifth wheel clothing back at her ship. This affair was the same coloration and cosmopolitan proportionate size to her dildo !
Lily's font reddened and she smiled, still looking at the snake in the grass creature, which twisted a bit and rustled again.
"You're a trivial big for me, big guy."
At her parole, the affair slithered forward to her feet and looked up at her. With a slight exclamation, Lily drew back, still slightly unnerved at the thing. It must have sensed this, for it backed off immediately, but then moved toward her weapon. It tapped the strain twice, and then twitched it's ‘ head'at the door twice.
Lily was astonished that this thing was not only in monomania of at least a fundamental tidings, but it could also realize buttons and artillery. It also had a good musical theme, one that Lily was sure she would make arrived at, given decent time.
She picked up her optical maser, checked the thrill and working order, and shouldered it. The snake-worm skittered behind one of the crateful for safe. She fired the weapon twice, once at the top of the hatch and once at the bottom. The laser wasn't a very garish weapon, but Lily was certain that the hulking creatures would come up running to check on their plunder. Surprisingly, not a sound was heard other than that made by the uber-dildo coming out of cover.
It slithered over to the door, and kept one end pointed at it. Lily got up to scrutinize her handwork, only to find that the optical maser had done absolutely nothing to the dull finale of the hatch.
Growling in anger, Lily set her carbine against the wall and dropped her aching head in her hands. She massaged her middle again, and when she opened them, the snake 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 fingers. It pushed against the mite of her fingerbreadth slightly, like a cat would, and moved toward her slowly. She let it go as far as it wanted, until it had slithered up upon her right leg and pointed its featureless end at her brass.
She giggled at its weight on her leg, and caressed what she figured to be its neck opening. It strained forward under her digit, and moved its other end over to gesture and show at a specific spot between her legs. Lily blinked, the grinning sliding off her face.
"What do you want down there ?"
It seemed to reach towards her face, 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 animate estrange dildo-creature was obsessing about her vagina was turning her on a fiddling 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 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 sound from out there. Lily made up her mind.
Gently moving the brute to the bench beside her, Lily got to her foot and threw her jacket to the side of meat, fumbling at the unisuit's zipper. The Snake on the bench watched her movements carefully. Lily felt as though she should tease the thing somehow, since it seemed level-headed, but she rolled her eye at herself and shimmied her shoulder joint out of the sleeves and stepped out of the residuum of it. She flipped her hair out of the way and peeled off her bra, exposing her duet of c-cup chest with light pap. For a present moment she kneaded her breast and squeezed her nipple, biting her lip at the thought of fucking her very inaugural alien creature.
The snake-creature was still on the workbench, watching her every move, as though waiting, quite patiently, for her to finish. So, Lily let go of herself and took off the finis of her underclothing, showing a completely denuded pussy to the ‘ gaze'of the thing.
Stark naked now, with her mamilla standing erect and gooseflesh covering her from the chilly air, Lily went and sat down adjacent to the impromptu dildo and opened her legs, running a twain of fingerbreadth through her cunt to wee sure of maximum lubrication.
The creature, which was full than her dildo, slithered off onto the base and peeked up over the edge of the slab, peering into Lily's genital organ as she played with it. It looked up at her aspect when a moan escaped her, but returned its aid to the now wet duo of pussy lip.
Lily drew her wet fingers out of herself and moved against the wall, gesturing coyly for the strange exotic creature to get busy, 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 in of Lily's quivering pussy. It looked around for a here and now at the folds of figure, seemingly getting its armorial bearing, until finally gently touching her clitoris. She was surprise, and twitched a piddling with an involuntary squeak.
Lily covered her mouth and laughed at herself, until the ophidian gently pushed its end inside her vagina.
Then, she gasped at the sudden entering. Looking down, about an in had gone in, she could then finger the ‘ head'of the creature gyrating, as if looking about. After a slight moment, it pushed in some more, causing Lily to gasp and grunt. The backside of the creature rustled back and forth.
The Thomas Young char looked down as far as she could from this position, marveling at the odd vision between her ramification. She wished the snake knew how to thrust, 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 broad friend."
She reached down and grasped the consistence of the thing, now buried within her about six column inch. She tried to carefully overstretch it out of her vagina, but it was as though it was stuck inside. No matter how hard she pulled, although she had little leverage, the snake did not Budge from within her vagina.
The slightest bit of fear managed to cross her mind rightfield before the outlander dirt ball plunged through Lily's cervix, entering her uterus. bother swept over her, pulsing from her grim midsection, blend with pleasance from the movement of the thing through her vagina. She panted and sweated, letting go of the physical structure of the alien louse and resigning herself to whatever may transpire within the next distich minutes.
About a base and a half of worm still lay between her shivering branch, the rest was within her.
Lily jerked as the worm shifted inside her belly, creating the most odd of whiz. As it began to slew inside even more, the young cleaning woman slid her hands over her depressed abdomen, trying to check what the matter wanted inside her, if it wasn't to pleasure her. She felt so stupid for thinking that she could get off with some stranger creature without there being a snatch.
She gritted her teeth against the zapping aesthesis as more and more of the creature's torso edged its way through her vaginal canal, through her cervical opening, and into her womb. Beyond the pain, Lily could feel a sort of circular motion within her, as though the alien was turning or coiling around inside her. She could see movement underneath the taut white skin beneath her belly button, and felt her body reach under her fingerbreadth. Sir Thomas More than XII inches of the puppet, mind you most of the body of the alien insect was an inch and a half in diameter, had slithered its way inside of her body for an unknown aim. The touch of awe had not left her mind.
Although she had never had such dim, moot drift through her vagina, especially past her g-spot. She wondered…
Lily had located her own g-spot at a much younger age, and because of this was an expert at giving herself g-spot orgasm. If she was going to be eaten from the inside by an unnamed 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 paper beneath it to compress the vaginal canal around the foreign item within it. The approximative darn of vaginal tissue underneath the bone pressed against the material sliding against it ; sending increase pleasure signals to her brain.
Her efforts paid off, as with each second that passed her intimation deepened and quickened, her breasts jiggled as her chest rose and fell, her forehead frowned and her mouth opened all-embracing until her consistence jerked, simultaneous with a guttural groan from Lily's throat as she came hard on the creature in her vagina. Milky White fluid now helped to lubricate the passage of the thing entering her, which seemed to find fault up a little speed.
Still panting with the endeavour, Lily looked down once again, only to grunt in surprise to see the size of her belly, which had protruded to the point where she looked at least three month pregnant. She still felt the gradual coiling movement within her belly, and even though the pain had lessened considerably, the reverence had gone from her mind. She reasoned that if the noncitizen 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 moment. Her middle just caught heap of the end of the alien insect disappearing past her cunt brim, allowing her entry to close back down close to its original size, with a slim gape from the wider-than-usual passageway. It was the most odd of whizz, the fag end end of the creature being pulled through her vaginal canal, the channel closing down after the handing over. She shuddered at the feeling, waves of pleasure jolting through her as the end passed her g-spot.
With decisiveness, Lily felt the crack of her uterine cervix shutting over the end of the worm's after part, causing her to flinch and gasp, and she was left with a tingling vagina and four months'worth of pregnant belly.
Suddenly without botheration or pleasure, Lily lay panting on the slab or stone 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 deal through her kitty to get all of her cum off of herself, closing her eyes halfway at the belief. She looked at the glistening fluid on her hand and slowly licked it off, savoring the taste of her own pleasure.
Still not quite satisfied from the previous 20 second excitement, Lily stuck a digit up her pussy and pinched her mammilla, manipulating her clit with her thumb. She panted and groaned, moving her hand from her nipple to her pregnant belly, caressing it lightly. Her pussy immediately flooded, and pleasure built within the Edward Young woman by her own arousal, until it broke over her mind like a tidal wave. She had no thought having a fraught belly would move around her on so a great deal ! Especially a belly with an exotic creature inside it.
Coming down from her second climax, Lily decided that enough was enough. She slipped into her undergarments, giving her knocker one utmost speck 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 voice.
"Did you know that you're ovulating ?
Lily froze, her jacket dangling 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 entirely bread and butter thing inside you."
Lily slowly looked down at her self-conceited tummy, within which she felt a coiling apparent movement for a brief import. Her psyche couldn't make signified of it.
"You ? ?"She managed to perish out.
"Yes. Me."The worm replied with a piddling movement.
For a moment, Lily couldn't think of anything to say, or anything to retrieve for that topic, for she had just made herself orgasm on an alien brute that she now discovered could talk, somehow. So, she decided to start with the basics.
"…Do you have a name ?"
"Yes,"the loop snake in her uterus replied,"I am Lyrux. ”