The movement did not go unnoticed by Captain Silvia, who immediately trained her proton rifle on it, barking out a challenge to the darkness. "Hold it! Identify yerself now, 'else you'll get caulked." She thumbed on the searchlight that was slung under the barrel of the light, bathing the area in front of her in a shaft of light. A section of the rusted wall was illuminated, but nothing that could have moved.
"Captain, is there anything wrong? The system seems to be experiencing a failure... I might not be able to get the lights back on --" Jennifer's voice buzzed over the commlink.
"Jus' a sec," Silver murmured, pivoting to shine the light over the length of the room, "thought I saw somethin', but I mighta been jumpin' at shadows."
Just as she began to relax, she heard a skitter from the immediate right of her, and whipped around to face it, but was knocked over by a massive object that tackled her to the floor. Her coms-unit was knocked off her head, skittering a few yards away from her to lie on the floor, useless. She squeezed the trigger of the proto rifle, but the creature -- she was sure it was a creature now, the rough skin, the smell, and the writhing feeling over her body all told her so -- had knocked her aim off, the white flash of the proton rifle discharging uselessly into the wall briefly illuminating the scene. She saw the beast on top of her: a seven foot monstrosity, hunchbacked with two long, powerful arms ending in clawed hands, one of which was pinned around her waist, the other grappling with her rifle. Just above the arms, extending from the shoulder blades were two round bulbs, out of which came a half-dozen tentacles each that writhed sinuously in the air. The head was strangely human-like, only completely devoid of features: no hair, ears, nose or eyes. Only slits where the nose or ears would be, and a gaping mouth with a large, lashing tongue. Despite herself, Silver gave a shriek, attempting to roll and throw the monster off of her. "Get offa me!!"
The monster proved too heavy to throw, however, and tore the rifle from Captain Silvia's grasp, tossing the weapon to the side where it smashed against a wall, tumbling down to the floor with a clatter. The searchlight held, providing a dim light so Silver could see as well as feel the monster's hands on her combat suit, clawing at the tough material. Still cursing, Silver groped blindly for the knife she kept strapped to the thigh of her suit, only to feel her wrists grabbed tightly up the thing's tentacles, and forced to the floor over her head. She shouted again, attempting to writhe away, only to have her exclamation cut short as one of the tendrils forced itself into her open mouth, sliding in like a massive cock. Silver's eyes widened as she felt it, gagging slightly as it forced its way to her throat, roughly thrusting and fucking her face as she felt its hands over her breasts and waist. She prayed the suit would hold; it was a good combat suit, but god only knew how strong this thing really was.
Meanwhile, other tentacles began to rove over her body, one eventually slithering over the release clasp on the collar of her suit. Silver attempted to twist away, but was kept pinned by the massive arms. Her cries were muffled by the massive tendril pistoning in her mouth as the clasp opened, and the hands tore the suit in two along the zipper line, leaving her clad in only a black sports bra and panties. She felt the tentacles explore her naked flesh, winding around her breasts under her bra, slithering over her smooth waist, and curling around her thighs, the rough skin of the shaft of the tentacles contrasting with the warm, slick lubricated tip over her warm flesh. She tried to close her thighs like a vise, but felt them pried open as the creature forced its flanks in between them. Two of the oiled tips slid under her panties, curiously rubbing against her slit, which moistened from the attention. Silver screwed her eyes shut, trying to fight down her the arousal that was rising through her fear and disgust. The thing tore her bra away, exposing her hardening nipples to the cool, stale air as the tentacles wrapped over them, squeezing and kneading them, the moist tips dancing over her areolae.
Then the beast tore her panties away, and pressed its haunches forward. Captain Silvia felt the tentacles wrap over her legs to keep them open, and an immense swollen cockhead press against her slick opening. Fear crept back through as she arched her back, squirming frantically but futilely as the creature pressed itself into her with a loud grunt. The thing's shaft filled her to the point of pain, though it was only temporary. It slid in and out slowly at first, testing her, before pistoning with reckless abandon, heaving her body with its wild thrusts as the pain subsided into growing pleasure, the creature's ridged cock rubbing her inner walls and G-Spot for a sensation that brought Silver to the brink almost instantly. Sweat gleamed over her tone body as the creature violated her with gusto, and against every conscious desire she enjoyed it. Her fingers and toes clenched as she let loose a muffled cry, echoing the wave of pleasure that slammed against every nerve in her body as her first orgasm washed over her, a second hard on its heels. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the beast kept thrusting, a third climax leaving her senseless and near-unconscious from raw fucking. In this state she climaxed a fourth and final time, this time in unison with the creature, which let out a loud groan as it shot stream after stream of jism deep into Silver, its sticky white cum filling her and oozing out of her slit.
The beast withdrew, and felt over Silver with its tentacles, withdrawing the one gagging her mouth. Feeling that she had been subdued, it picked her up gently, slinging her over its back as it lumbered off deeper into the ship. Behind it, Silver's lost coms-unit sputtered. " -- Captain? Captain, can you hear me? Please respond. Captain?" |