Laura groaned and blinked her eyes groggily. Waking up was like trying to clear cotton out of her skull, she only slowly became aware of each thing she was feeling and seeing, one sensation at a time. What had happened to her? How did she get here? She first realized she was stuck in….something. It appeared to be a large cylindrical vat that went up to her waist, at least four meters across and with a clear glass top. Some sort of inflated padding around the hole in the center tightly gripped around her abdomen, so that her legs were submerged within. That led her to her next realization: she was completely naked. The warm, moist air at least kept her comfortable up top, but her bottom half seemed to be submerged in some sort of viscous liquid within the vat.
She sluggishly attempted to kick her legs, and then yelped and spasmed suddenly. The liquid was somehow more dense and more gelatinous than anything she'd ever felt. It was so solid that it felt like a wall of slimy flesh was conforming itself to every contour of her lower body. Every subtle movement felt like some vulgar creature was fondling and groping her in the most intimate way. Every time she twitched, the glutinous, fleshy ooze was caressing her ass cheeks, slithering across her inner thighs, prodding into her anus, slathering across her clit and labia. Shuddering, she slammed her palms down against the top of the vat, willing herself to hold deathly still.
Her concentration was interrupted by a clicking sound. Looking up, Laura was surprised to realize she was not alone. Sitting across what she now realized to be a laboratory room, she saw a young woman sitting atop a desk, one leg crossed over the other. She had a slim figure, long dark ponytail, and she was wearing a long, closed lab coat and spectacles. She had just turned on a tape recorder and started dictating to it, "Subject has awoken, time 4:36 pm, April 10th, 2123. Procurement was from the lower districts, a low dosage of etorphine was used for subduement. Age approximately 20-25 years, ethnicity caucasian, height five foot 1 inch, weight 103 pounds. Appears to be in good health. Procedure will commence immediately."
That caught Laura's attention, and she felt a mounting sense of fear. Her voice cracked in uncertainty "What….what is this?! What are you going to do to me??"
The young scientist addressed her for the first time, "You are aware of the recent contact remote space expeditions have had with the Xenomorphs, yes?"
She waited for a response, but Laura was too gripped with fear to speak.
"Our lab has been tasked with determining if peaceful coexistence with the Xenomorphs is possible. Now, unfortunately, their reproductive cycle consists of facehuggers implanting eggs into the stomachs of humans, with the offspring bursting violently out of their chests. Hardly conducive to coexistence, wouldn't you say?"
Laura's eyes had grown steadily wider as the monologue went on, terror beginning to grip her tightly. She had no idea where this was going, but it couldn't possibly be good "What does that have to do with me?!" she shrieked in panicked tones.
"Well, some have theorized that the chest bursting is entirely unnecessary. An unfortunate result of offspring beginning their lives in the hostile acidic environment of a human stomach. So this begs the question, what if the eggs were laid somewhere more hospitable. Say, an organ that's purpose-made for the incubation of new life?"
Laura froze as the words sunk in and comprehension dawned on her. She whimpered in panicked tones, "You…you can't do that!… You just can't! This isn't right…this isn't human!"
The scientist chuckled quietly to herself, and reached behind the desk, pulling up a cage with a facehugger inside. The facehugger, previously dormant, began to perk up, twitching slightly, and beginning a steady cadence of clicking, skittering sounds. Laura jerked back, ignoring the invasive groping sensations of the liquid below her, shrieking in fear "NO! No…please! Please! Please don't do this to me! Don't let that thing have me!"
Nonplussed, her jailor strolled over, and slid open a rectangular panel on the tank surface, lowering the cage into it. The facehugger perked up as it submerged within the fluid, and latches around the cage-top clicked into place holding it securely to the glass top of the tank. The facehugger immediately burst to life, violently thrashing and ramming itself against the bars of its prison, struggling to reach the poor woman who had been offered to it. The vibrations and shockwaves in the liquid immediately carried over to Laura, causing the fleshy immersion to slide lasciviously all around her most sensitive parts, imparting the sensation that the facehugger was already raping her from across the tank.
Laura began screaming and struggling furiously, kicking her legs and pounding on the glass top trying to pull herself out of the tank, anything to escape her fate. Her furious screams caught suddenly in her throat as she saw her tormentor flip a catch on the top of the cage, and then slowly slide the bars up, freeing the monstrous creature from its confines.
She jerked in fear as the facehugger rocketed toward her, swimming through the liquid effortlessly. In a fit of pure adrenaline, she kicked out, squarely intercepting the facehugger with her foot and sending it hurtling away. Even that brief contact with the sole of her foot against its alien skin and fleshy carapace sent shivers of disgust up her spine. That was quickly replaced again by abject fear, as she could almost palpably sense the outright fury radiating from the beast.
It lunged at her again, and this time when she kicked out, it caught her foot with its spindly limbs. Eight gangly protuberances gripped around her ankle and calf and held onto her securely no matter how she thrashed about. They felt oddly like human fingers and yet not. They were three times as long, with gnarly joints and skin with a rough gritty texture that, combined with the slick fluid suspension, almost felt like they were covered in tongue-flesh. The facehugger rapidly climbed up the outside of her leg, where she could not kick at it, all eight legs working in concert. The poking, skittering, gripping sensation of its alien appendages scuttling up the flesh of her calf terrified her to her core, as if a large insect was eagerly working its way up her body.
She furiously kicked all about, thrashing her legs forward and back and out, but it was pointless, they were both suspended in the liquid and there was nothing for her to kick off of. The facehugger's grip remained secure as it steadily worked upwards. Once its appendages skittered past her knee, it rotated around her thigh to get between her legs, laser-focused on its objective.
Laura shrieked again in blind panic, almost helpless to the creature at this point. She squeezed it desperately with her thighs, trying to hold it in place and keep it from getting any closer to her opening. It slowed, but did not stop. Tears leaked from her eyes as she squeezed on in desperation, trying anything to halt its advance, but still feeling it creeping ever so slowly toward her, its wriggling legs climbing and wriggling up the insides of her thighs in a horrifying and alien way. "PLEEEAAASE! Please stop this!" she begged and pleaded in great heaving cries of despair.
She then looked up and went silent in shock, realizing that the scientist had climbed atop the tank with her when she wasn't looking and opened up her lab coat, revealing her nude body underneath. She had pulled out a dildo from somewhere and was teasing herself with its tip, moaning silently and watching Laura intently.
That bitch was getting off on this! Despair wracked Laura, as she realized that she would not change her mind. No mercy was coming, nobody was coming to save her from her fate, this facehugger would have her sooner or later.
The creature seized on her moment of inattention to jerk forward. Its long prehensile tail, a chain of fleshy, slimy bulbs, whipped around forming a figure eight around the joints of both her legs, gripping into the sensitive area where her legs met her pelvis and holding the facehugger securely in place. Four finger-like appendages gripped around each side of her hips, their creepy tips grasping into her ass-cheeks like something out of a horror movie. And its chest area, covered in fleshy ridges, ground insistently against her vulva, making her shudder with the sensation. The deranged scientist held her eyes, synchronizing her dildo with the facehuggers movements as it lined up its opening with hers and a fleshy protuberance emerged, pressing firmly against her vaginal opening.
Laura was crying openly now, powerless to resist in any way. Every faint hope, every manner of fighting back had been closed off to her. Her sobs choked to a stop and her breath caught in her throat as it prodded into her. She gasped as the bulbous tip forced its way into her opening. It was thick, thicker than any man she had ever been with, and she croaked out a low groan as it worked its way into her, forcing her lips wide to accept its pole of flesh.
She squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her hands into fists, her entire body vibrating with strain. Her mouth opened wide as if to scream, but all that came out was a steady groaning sound. The strange phallus invaded her body, forcing her flesh aside and gliding in smoothly despite its size, owing to the slick fluids that enveloped them both. It was the most intrusive and repulsive sensation she had ever felt. The combination of its misshapen surface, covered in odd, fleshy lumps and ridges, and its prehensile muscles, writhing and squirming its way deeper into her, made the whole experience feel so wrong. She was being penetrated by something alien, something that didn't belong in any human body.
Her groan cut off into a sharp grunt as it bottomed out, her entire canal filled and stretched with its bulbous flesh. Its length conformed to her depth, filling her completely as it began a slow and steady cadence of grinding the fleshy ridges of its chest against her vulva. Each undulation was firm, mashing against her and imposing its full length of unyielding flesh inside her. She was overwhelmed with sensation, from the weird and slimy texture of its frontside gliding across her clit, to the odd shape and writhing movements of its phallus filling her insides completely, all while the strange fleshy liquid caressed her legs and slid up her ass crack as if a thousand slimy tongues were molesting her even while the monstrous alien raped her.
Each time the creature ground into her, it's fleshy tube casting aside her inner flesh, she reflexively clamped down on it. She felt it writhing and squirming inside of her in return, reinforcing the inhuman nature of the cock-like appendage firmly lodged within her, and sending shivers up her spine. Through it all, the scientist in front of her stared on with lust as she watched her victim's hopeless struggles.
In another frame of mind, the sensations might have felt pleasurable, if not for the overriding atmosphere of
wrongness. She was steeped in fear and the inescapable sense of being invaded by something unwanted, the queasy feeling of an alien presence entering her body in places that it did not belong. She retched and gagged, sobbing hopelessly and wishing everything would end, clinging to a fantasy that somebody would come and stop this.
The relentless humping went on for what felt like an eternity. She grunted over and over in cadence with the creature reaming out her canal and mashing against her mons. The feeling of its insectoid form clinging between her thighs and wrapping its gangly fingers around her hips touched on a primal fear within her, making her heart clench in her chest and creating an irresistable urge to get away, but she was helpless to escape. She thrashed about and struggled futilely, pushing against the tank while the padding held her secure, and alternating between flailing her legs wide and squeezing them close and trying to somehow grip the monster with her thighs and work it away from herself. All the while, the deranged lab tech in front of her worked her own cunt furiously with her dildo, breathing heavily and staring intently at the beast fucking her underneath the glass top.
Laura began to panic as the creature's humping started to grow more intense, pressing insistently into her, until the bulbous sacs on its back started pulsating ominously. She shrieked in terror as the head of its shaft began to vomit forth more slimy fluids, feeling the gelatinous ooze forcing its way into every crevice of her canal. The viscous, gummy fluids clung to her insides, slickly coating her deep within. To her surprise, she could feel the fluids loosening something inside of her, forcing muscles she was barely aware of to relax and yield.
She was vaguely aware of some internal orifice opening wider, and then she gasped in shock as the phallus lengthened and she felt herself being penetrated again, as if she had a second vagina within her first. The fluids had relaxed her enough that it did not hurt, but the feeling of deep penetration was like nothing she had ever felt. She knew instinctively that she was not meant to be fucked here, but that didn't stop the alien from advancing ever further into her insides. She felt like all of her guts and internal organs were being pushed aside to accommodate its monstrous member. Her breath came in ragged gasps and her vaginal muscles cramped reflexively trying to hold it back, but it was an uncompromising log of flesh sawing back and forth, sliding relentlessly deeper into her body.
The creature bottomed out for a second time deeper within her, and then resumed its rhythmic fucking. She was now truly impaled upon its alien protuberance, like a thick lance of flesh was splitting her apart. She had never felt the presence of any man's cock so keenly as she did now with this alien member sliding back and forth within her, rocking her insides and touching new areas that made her feel like a virgin all over again.
Then, the creature paused for a moment, and Laura felt a large lump knocking at her vaginal entrance, like a bulb working its way up within the tube of the creature's phallus. She realized with abject horror that it was an egg, and her panicked thrashing and screaming reached new heights. She begged and pleaded, desperate to avoid her fate, "PLEAAASE! Oh God pleaaaase! Take it out! Don't let it do this to me!". Her blood ran cold when she heard the her deranged captor's response
"Yeeaahh…..Take it! Take it bitch! Take it all! Nfff….nnnff", as she fucked herself harder and harder with her dildo, reveling in Laura's misery.
Faced with the horrible inevitability of what was happening to her Laura wailed in despair, pounding her fists uselessly against the top of the tank. The steady fucking motion of the beast slowed to a crawl, taking several seconds each time to withdraw a bit, and then push relentlessly into her again. With each time it fucked her, the dreadful bulb bashed again into her opening. Each time the phallus pulled out and rammed back in, the bulb was a little further along, dipping deeper into her entrance and forcing her lips wider apart.
Finally one on if its rhythmic cycles, the egg began to fully crest into her. She squeezed her eyes shut and arched her back as the widest part of the egg made its way through her entrance, feeling as if a baseball was being pushed into her. She wanted to scream as her muscles strained around the foreign object, but could not breathe deeply enough to do so, simply quivering and groaning with the exertion. She only managed to draw breath again once her tormentor had pushed it far enough into her that it lodged in behind her pubic bone.
Now the steady rocking motion of the alien phallus dragged the flesh of her inner walls back and forth with it. Every withdrawal, even slight as it was, felt like it was dragging all of her insides out with it, only to be mercilessly shoved back in every time, driving the air from her lungs. Every insertion was a horrific trial and she groaned struggling with the effort of bearing it, and every withdrawal was spent gasping for breath in the precious few seconds she had to recover,
"EEAAAARRRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!.....haaa……haaa…haaa……..AAAAGGGHHHHHAAAAARRRRRGHHH…..haaaa……haaaa….."
While her every sense was focused on the overwhelming pressure within her tunnel, some thought in the back of her mind remained fixated on the progress of the egg. Each time the creature pushed its massive member into her again, she grit her teeth and groaned under the immense pressure, and was vaguely aware of the egg moving inexorably further within her. Her mounting sense of terror crested when she felt it reaching her innermost opening, and this time when she opened her mouth to cry out again, it was silent. Her body strained and quivered, her hands pressed flat against the tank and her legs stretched out to their limits as she convulsed and cramped around the invading phallus. Her inner muscles squeezed and contracted, futilely trying to hold it back, but it was of no help as the egg forced its way fully out of the bulbous cockhead. She was keenly aware as she felt direct contact with the egg itself for the first time, as it implanted itself firmly within her womb. The horrible process finally concluded, she collapsed like a ragdoll, spent from the long experience, and began sobbing gently in despair, afraid of what was to come.
And then she felt the next egg pressing against her opening.
