Hello hello! It's part 2 for @lostlvr33 - check out part 1 over here!
title: xxx files pt 2 wordcount: 5056 kinks: breeding, eggpreg, egg laying, cum inflation, ridiculous cocks, tentacles, a little bit medical, anal, anal pregnancy, blowjobs, technically all the way through, probably more I've forgotten. synopsis: we follow on from after Kim was taken by aliens to be their new breeding pet, find out just how much she can stretch... and figure just how much fun it is to be the stretchiest breeder on the ship!
Kim didn’t understand the language the aliens communicated in, of course; it wasn’t something she’d been able to learn. But there were certain gestures and murmurs she was rapidly starting to discern. The images that shifted and moved on the screens around the room were making sense, too. Some of them scanning her vital signs; written was one thing, but she could see how it marked the hotspots of her womb and her ass, as well as a few other locations inside her body. The text seemed to shift, showing changes. Some of them were actually familiar, yes – she knew how her womb had become far more luxurious and willing to shift and distort, how her pucker had relaxed, far more willing to allow the breeders their access. Her breasts, too; swollen, heavy always, ready with milk for a generation that clearly didn’t actually need it but was a source of fascination for her captors.
So it was here. On all fours, she glanced over her shoulder as the beast didn’t move. No – the breeding creatures, still clearly related to the aliens that studied and observed and yet so different – they were under study as much as she was. Kim had invented a half dozen stories in her head about why this was ongoing. The one she liked the most was that they were a dying species trying desperately to crossbreed and save themselves. Maybe that was the truth. Maybe this was the equivalent of an alien billionaire’s pet project. Maybe she was growing an army. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
More than anything, Kim wanted that thick cock to impale her and get on with the filling,
But this beast was being held back – she expected invisible cages or similar, so the thick metal collar and chain were strangely low tech. Instead, one of the slender aliens was approaching her, chirruping in a way she’d come to think of as a greeting. Eyes flickered over his hands, searching for the usual injection, whatever gene modification they had planned for her now, but there was nothing. Instead, he reached out and began to squeeze her tits. She moaned, lowly; that always slightly cooler skin, those slender fingers, massaging her heavy flesh. Immediately, thick, creamy milk was drooling down her chest. He reached up, grabbing at something out of sight, tugging down two cups. They were attached nearly tenderly, suctioning immediately and starting to pulse on her tits.
Kim shuddered and then moaned, feeling her holes dripping hungrily as the liquid was drawn from her tits. Nothing quite like feeling like a cow for them; she wondered, for a breath that made her smile faintly, about all those rumours of aliens taking cows. Looked like they’d done just as well, even if she’d started this journey as a far less bovine shape.
The alien seemed delighted by her response, reaching out to rub a hand over her dark hair; it was a messy tangle after her last few turns on this table, but she barely even cared any more. All that mattered was that she was empty. She wanted to be full and aching… the alien was moving around to the back of her now. The slender fingers, so small compared to the breeder cock, easing one then two into her ass; it took her a moment to realise that there was no resistance, those digits disappearing into her then emerging, smooth and slick. Was she -? Whatever they’d done to her before, it seemed her rear hole was now as easily self lubricating as her pussy. There was a small thrill through her at being so changed, so designed for little more than taking cock, and she shuddered in deep pleasure as those fingers also probed into her other hole.
Seemingly satisfied, he was moving back around to the front of her, taking in that blissful look on her face. They gestured; there was a clunk of a chain, and one of the others, a slightly larger researcher, led the breeder around so she could see him. It was almost enough to make her laugh – like she wasn’t face down on the table getting her tits milked, but instead viewing a show pony. It was only a moment later she registered what they were showing her, because he was… different, to the others. Still hulking, with dark hair on his back, face a distorted, animal change to the researchers. Between his leg, dangling, a glistening, leaf green cock, already drooling… she couldn’t quite figure what was so different, but she knew he’d been changed, too. Maybe to better suit her?
The first one, Skinny, she decided to call him, was drawing something else down. It was almost like a – tiara? Was that a fucking tiara? Carefully, he settled it onto her head. There was a brief electric tingle, then a new readout next to the one of her body. It was – holy shit, were they reading her mind with it? It seemed to be staying perfectly still, no matter her head jolting up. Text, flickering images… whatever they were reading, they seemed pleased.
Skinny said something, and the other one nodded, reaching up to unclick the breeder’s chain.
It didn’t waste any time to bound over. Sniffing along her, she jolted her ass up higher in the air with a desperate little noise. Yes, yes, finally! Her body was screaming to be filled. That long face snuffled at her holes, before immense hands came down either side of her. The thick cock slapped itself into the middle of her back, and she gasped despite herself, wriggling her butt, feeling the ridges and textures as they slid between her cheeks. Pre was trickling down her pale, supple skin as it drew back, rubbing and pressing before the bulbous head finally found it’s way into her. It was huge – and God, it felt incredible, like she was being split apart by a tree.
Moaning, twitching, babbling in pleasure, she felt her body welcome it in like an old friend. The drugs they had given Kim almost made her feel like a sex toy or a condom – designed to stretch, to fit whatever they slid inside her just perfectly. A tiny part of her wished she could feel any kind of discomfort, because it would be so delicious to know just how thoroughly she was being broken, but right now, she didn’t care. Deeper and deeper the breeder sunk. Every ridge pushed and scraped and made her shudder, hips aching as they were forced to accommodate him. One hand shifted, holding her, just below the curve of her tits and above that hip.
Then he began to move.
Kim cried out again as she was fucked – body rocking even on the table, tits wiggling, forcing the pipes sucking away each shot of milk to slide too. Skinny moved, and, to her surprise, pressed something under her body, between flesh and the cool metal. A pad. Something soft, to avoid her getting hurt as the breeder began to bounce her off the table. Oh. A surprising gesture. What a pampered little toy she was, yes… her head was feeling fuzzy, empty, eyes distantly watching the screen, what was highlighting, the scrolling text feeding from her mind. Whilst her pussy hole stretched around this monster and she twitched, squeezing down on it, oh so eager to feel it pulsing inside her… to be filled and stretched… her poor little self lubricating butthole was so very tender and empty.
She didn’t really notice the movement, eyes flickering shut as she moaned, drooling onto the pad below her. Everything focused on the scrape and tug and push and pull of that cock that was destroying her, so full with it inside that she was sure both her legs had gone to sleep. Helpless against the prowess of the breeder and everything it could do to her – cool metal wriggled and pressed into her ass. Gasping, eyes snapped open – but she couldn’t twist around to see, no, only able to see it lighting up on the screen as something squirmed inside her. Delighted at the extra sensation, she whimpered, eyes rolling back slightly. One of the metal-organic tendrils that had bred and prepared her before, starting to work its way into her body. Then – as it pulsed and grew – another little wriggler. Pressing into her. She whined, wriggling her butt up as best Kim could with the monster cock that was now slapping wetly against her, forcing the machine’s tendrils to shift around with it.
By the time a third was forcing it’s way into her rear hole, Kim was starting to feel tight. The fragile flesh between her rear and where her pussy was being stretched in two was slender enough that she could feel them between, and God, yes, yes – this was what she was made for! It was perfect, it was bliss – she screamed as she came, clamping down -
The breeder roared as it came, too, driven by her tightness. It rocked it’s hips, shifting roughly – cum began to flood inside her, unlike before. She moaned deeply, going limp on the table. Hands twitched spasmodically, hanging on to nothing. The vibrations through her tits, the throbbing ache as each thick pulse of seed began to swell her. Oh, yes, it was bliss – thick and strangely chill and her skin starting to stretch. The sensitivity was getting higher and higher as the skin thinned, the weight tugging her down towards the soft pad on the metal table… as the breeder tugged out, she shuddered, feeling the cool air brushing against her stretched out inside.
The tendrils in her butt were still squirming, twisting and rubbing together, not letting the sensation cease. Kim whimpered needily at the slow release of cum from inside her, dripping it’s way languidly over her swollen and twitching clit. Eyes flickered, half watching the note taking and the images on the screen… there was a pulsing colour floating over her womb… Skinny was leading another breeder in front of her. This one was fighting hard – the researchers must be far stronger than they looked, to hold it so tight. This one was smaller than the one that had filled her with cum, but she could see that it had a heavy paunch below it. There was another, fighting against it’s chain by the wall, waiting it’s turn very much impatiently.
“Oh, holy shit.” Kim mumbled, taking it in. The aliens chittered, maybe laughing, as they released the heavy, eggbearing beast. It wasn’t as gentle as the last one, claws scratching her arse, pressing it’s body against her squishing one, growling and then wrenching her up. She cried out as the suction on her nipples was released; the tendrils fell down, and milk dripped down her chest as she was speared on it’s cock. Slightly more pointed and slender than the other, it drove into her over and over, bouncing her. She could feel the cum sloshing in her belly, screaming as she came, but it wasn’t ready to go just yet; fucking into her harder and harder. Her toes curled and she sobbed, so overstimulated but so totally lost in the raw pleasure of being nothing more than a breeding toy.
The crack of the chain barely registered, the cries of panic in the alien language. A thick face snuffled, lapping milk off her belly. Eyes opened a crack to take in the hulking form of the other breeder – it had snapped loose! But she couldn’t care at the rasping of the tongue over her swollen form, the feeling against her oh so tender skin. There was a snarl – the two clearly having something of an argument, the snapping of teeth near her face as the new breeder, with it’s own egg packed paunch, trying to wrench control – as they were moved the tendrils beat a hasty escape from her butt. It was just in time, because the two trying to fight with her in the middle – a lunge, badly judged – the one that was inside her tunnel was thrown backwards, taking her with it. They landed with a thump, Kim still atop with that slender cock driven deep, the monster below her on it’s back on the ground.
The other saw a new choice, then – the heavy form scrambled over her, rubbing it’s slick cock over her belly and then down, the pointed tip rubbing on her clit and making Kim cry out before it began to force it’s way in. The shape of it helped, of course, to find some kind of friction in order to push her wider. The human couldn’t help but cry out. Stretchiness, yes, but God, she could feel them now, there was that ache, pushing her to the very limits of her ability. The one below her hadn’t stopped rocking it’s hips even under her like so, and she could feel and smell and see nothing but the green blue tinted flesh and feel as both forms squirmed, so desperate to use her and fill her and put all that cum to use. Not a drop could escape as she was rubbed between the two of them, howling her pleasure to the muffling shapes, just as much animal as they were.
The sensations were too much. Overwhelming. She came again, and again, shuddering and jerking and god, fuck, there it was – the one below her released first, tensing. It tightened, it’s body swelling just slight as eggs began to flow. Unlike the previous frogspawn, though, these were – different. Bigger, rounder, harder. They must have been engineered to make them less fragile, each one a little larger than a ping pong ball as it forced it’s way inside her. The pressure rubbing in her tunnels, her thighs were trembling with a violence she couldn’t stop. Kim was lost in the breeding and the pleasure, gasping desperately. It must have been enough sensation because now the other was stilling, and it’s payload was releasing.
Each egg released, tangling with it’s siblings, pushing and throbbing as they plopped into the pool of fertilising cum inside her. Soon enough, though, there wasn’t enough stretched flesh. She was getting bigger as their stock of eggs began to diminish. One after the other, sometimes all together and sometimes alone, Kim found herself so heavy she didn’t think she could move at all. The two were growling lowly, at least no longer trying to fight, strands of drool dripping from their mouths as they packed her. The bellies had looked large enough on the breeders. Now, on her smaller form? She felt ridiculous… and yet so, so good. Milk still trickled, mostly onto the one below her.
Focusing on breathing, even her very lungs felt compressed. Half numb hands reached down to touch the lumpy mass her belly had become, rivalling a beach ball in size, or at least that was how she felt right now. Utter bliss. What a good breeder she was, to have taken every single drop… a cock was removed from her and she whimpered, even as her stretchy body sealed around the single one left within. The upper monster, now empty and exhausted, being rechained and led away. The two researchers approaching, gripping her arms to lift her slowly off the slick tool. One was ready with a plug, extremely wide with a thickly flared base, pushing it into her until it settled with a soft ‘pop’ into the depths of her hips.
She never could take her own weight like this; they hefted her onto the table, allowing Kim to flop backwards onto the padding whilst they dealt with the fucked out beast.
Blinking sluggishly at the ceiling, she was able to see as the cups cautiously descended, seeking out and re-attaching to her tender bosoms, resuming their collection. She reached a hand out to delicately stroke over the length of the pipe that was sucking her milk away, vaguely content, grateful for her milky load to be lightened somewhat… it was almost calming, even as her body twitched and recovered. Another hand languidly trailed over her ridiculous belly, wondering just how long these would take to settle, how fertile they were within her…
The table creaked slightly under her weight, and Kim closed her eyes, recovering. Something nudged at her lips and she opened them without hesitation; sweet nectar oozing into her throat, coating her tongue, swallowing it. There was so little space left for her stomach, with so much of her being egg packed womb, but this was delicious. Energy flourished through her, easing sore muscles and rehydrating her after that marathon fuck.
When the mechanical tendrils careefully sought out and slipped back into her ass, they had to struggle against the weight of her packed and plugged tunnel. The moan was softer now, almost… cosy. Just pleasure, rubbing inside her, wriggling steadily deeper… legs couldn’t hang wider if she’d dried. It was comforting, to be so full… where the researches had gone, she wasn’t sure, maybe to put away the breeders wherever they were kept…
There was another creak, and she thought little of it – lost in the low pleasure of the tentacles squirming and thrashing deep in her butt. Then the creak became a crack – and one of the supports gave way. Kim cried out as her upper half fell, although the rear end of the table managed to stay up. Thankfully it wasn’t a fast enough fall to really hurt – more of a breathless shock. Her pussy and ass were up in the air, still with the tendrils driven inside, the flared base of the toy twitching as she instinctively squeezed around it. She gasped out, tits flopping the other way even with the cups sucking away.
After a few moments getting control of her breathing – with her heavy belly now slipping the other way, it was even harder to get air into her lungs – but the breathlessness of it all was maybe more pleasure than she’d realised. As if they had figured out how open access her body had become, more and more tendrils starting to drift down from the ceiling. They began to wriggle back into her – pressing open her hole, ignoring the packed pussy, starting to stretch her new, self lubricating hole. She gasped from more than just the lack of air, a low, rumbling moan. Too tired to give too much, but fuck, that felt good. She could feel the rubbing of the toy against the tender skin inside her again…
“Fuck, fuck -” Kim whined, clenching her eyes shut and groaning weakly. She couldn’t even buck her hips up, so heavy was her load. But there were more and more, it seemed. Five, six, she was losing count, unable to see past the round mess of her belly. Slender ones that wriggled through the gaps, each slicking and sliding together like a mass of eels. As they wrapped in and amongst each other, it was like one incredible cock, driving in and out of her, starting to move in sync rather than all their own. Some pushed deeper than others, squirming into her innards as she moaned and whined and remembered how good it had felt when they had speared her through before. She was made for this, to be filled and fucked and bred…
Everything was sinking into a blur of pleasure and tension. There was something hovering over her face; blinking up languidly, she opened her eyes, taking a moment to figure out just what she was looking at. Something slender, shimmering – not another tendril, no. This one – this – oh. It was Skinny, she thought, from this angle. That cock was surprisingly big… she opened her mouth more than willingly and he slipped it inside. It seemed to sink deeper and deeper, no resistance from her body. It was nothing more than a stretchy tube all the way through. Kim was made to be bred. She couldn’t think beyond being fuller, more packed. The ones in her arse surged deeper. Something was twitching through them; loosening, wriggling out, now. As they pulled back, there was no ache or discomfort beyond the faint feeling of loss. They slipped out of her, soaked in slick, and yet paused right at the edge of her hole. They caught on the edge, holding her open as wide as she could go, the chill air and steady drooling… she couldn’t see what was coming, but she sure as hell felt it as the one that was coming down touched her.
It was nearly as thick around as all of the others bundled together. She gasped, even with the cock in her mouth, resuming her suckling, tongue stroking along the topside of him, where she was upside down. It was so unlike any human cock, strangely sweet and so textured, beautiful… she groaned into him as it inched in, slowly deeper and deeper. It was vibrating, humming, each metallic section easing in… the others didn’t seem to want to wait either, starting to try to press back in. She whimpered, half pleasure and edging into beautiful pain…
The massive metal cock began to thrust once, twice, and then stilled. The tip of it opened. Something was being deposited, she could feel it pressing under the swell of her belly. It was impossible, and yet – there was something big and heavy being released. Bigger than the ones that currently packed her womb, far far bigger than the original spawn that had filled her so deliciously. She whined, and resumed her suckling at the sweet cock. She shuddered again, sure she would never move again with how fill and fucked she was. Then Skinny was cumming in her mouth. She felt it dripping inside, far much more than she expected. Swallowing hard, it barely seemed necessary as the seed dripped down inside her, meeting the eggs that were being inserted, an endless parade. Gods, she was never going to move again… the weight slid her down more firmly onto the floor, and finally they were pulling out. She drew in air urgently, moaning softly, and allowed darkness to wash through her.
When Kim stirred, everything was sore, but in the best kind of way. She ached; laying flat on her back in a big soft bed. The room small, but cosy… there was a covering over her, but it did nothing to hide the ridiculous size of her belly. Kim moaned weakly – turning her head slowly, shutting her eyes again. Part of her wanted to get up and move, but of course, it wasn’t even possible. She allowed herself to relax, drifting in and out of focus, cosy, comfortable, the most perfect breeding toy…
There was a twinge deep inside her belly. Then, a little while later, another one. The sensation was increasing. She recognised it, foggily. Oh, shit. The eggs – they were coming. Oh, thank fuck, they were coming… she could be emptied out… and then… oh, then she would be filled all over again, yes, yes…
There was movement – the door opened. It wasn’t Skinny this time, the other one, instead – his eyes drifted over the shape, taking her in, then approached, carefully removing the blanket. They rubbed their fingers over the bulging flesh, and Kim cried out, cumming, soaking the bed in fluids even around the thick plug. Their hands moved down, and began to carefully wriggle it loose, making Kim squirm and whimper, before it finally eased loose with a heavy pop. Almost immediately, the eggs were shifting. She could feel her womb twitch and ache as the eggs started to shift down, thicker than they’d been when they’d been deposited in her. She was carefully turned and adjusted, eyes clamped shut, not seeing the tendrils being utilised to put her in the best position. They supported her arms, twitching her up enough to allow gravity to help even as it tugged her belly down.
The first pressed to the entrance of her pussy, and whilst she was so very stretchy, there was still a moment of resistance. Panting, she moaned and clenched down, and it emerged with a soft pop and a flourish of fluids. Relief, for the barest moment, followed by the growing pressure. More of them were coming, now, a desperate race to get out of her. Kim whimpered softly, reaching back to pull her tangled dark hair to where it wouldn’t be so uncomfortable. It was soaked with sweat, although they’d cleared cleaned her between the table and the bed…
“Please, yes, yes, thank you, fuck -” Kim gasped out roughly, unable to even roll her hips no matter how desperately she wanted to. Each egg stretched and pushed, more of them trying to escape at once. She cried out as a half dozen spurted out at once, being caught in the receptacle that had been prepared for this. Long, slender hands stroked gently over her belly, massaging, tender and pleasant as they helped release the young from inside her.
She shuddered; everything was little more than a wash of pleasure and sensation as the eggs continued to shift and drift down. She could feel the slow and steady release as each one fell, but there was always more. More, and more – even as her belly relaxed, the payload being released, doing her job, good breeder, good breeder – she whimpered and whined, twitching, mind lost in the utter pleasure of it all. More and more rushed out of her now, until she was finally, nearly empty. Her skin, flexible as it was, began to spring back, slipping towards her previous, slender shape. Except, of course, as her womb emptied, she wasn’t quite done. There were the other eggs, packed insider her ass, still growing, it seemed… she ran a hand slowly over her belly as her legs trembled.
“Good… job…” the alien’s voice was slow, uncertain, scraping against unfamiliar throat. Kim sat up, only half managing to move it, sore and fucked out as she was, but still. She stared at them, unable to believe it. The alien laughed, throwing it’s head back, then nodded slowly. Were they – trying to learn her language? Caught in the remnants of the bliss, she didn’t know what to say, opening and closing her mouth over and over again.
It patted her gently, slipping down to spread her slowly, checking on the eggs still filling her up. It slid those fingers inside her, spreading the stretchy skin easily enough.
Then they gently helped her up, patting fingers against the wall to reveal a sliding door. It slipped aside, the walls not dissimilar to the lab, only… oh, this was familiar, yes. There was a small chair, and she sunk onto it, resting a hand against her belly as she did so. It was nothing compared to how it had been before, but she still looked… smooth. Beautiful. No stretch marks or damage, no. They had made her a perfect doll.
It was wonderful.
They said something in that other language, now, pressing the wall. For a moment there was steam, and then – water. A hot shower. It was beautiful; she felt the soothing heat rolling over her, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. The alien hung back, allowing her to enjoy it, then when it shut off, carefully dried her with a fluffy towel. Familiar, and yet so… unfamiliar. She hadn’t seen any water on the ship before; had they done this just for her? Then it was back to the bed, slumping down to rest, still dozily rubbing her belly as she did so.
She dreamed off the breeders again. Of being pinned and bred. Of being totally imobilised from the weight, on her belly…
She was being held down, against thick, wide hips. Her ass was packed with the breeder’s ridged dick, rolling up and down. Then another one, holding her from the front; pushing in alongside the other, ignoring her aching pussy. Unbelievably, a third – their bodies rubbing and shoving together as all three drove almost easily into her ass. They slid her up and down, their slick little sex toy. She screamed and came and came again, as they began to pulse egg after egg after egg into her. She was so full. So used. Blissful. Throw me to the beasts and leave me there, Kim mumbled, rolling and groaning. The eggs they were packing were huge. One was tight; stuck right in the entryway as she shuddered and clenched, but with all three cocks in her, nothing would be getting out…
Eyes drifted open. Still in bed; no lumbering beasts, just her, grinding down onto her hand. There was that pressure. Right in the stretch of her pucker, opening her out; one of the eggs the tube had put inside, but it was huge, immense, like an ostrich egg. It had caught right on the rim, and she gasped, moaning and bucking now that she could. Whimpering, groaning, Kim shuddered as it finally began to loosen. Stretching and aching before, with a loud pop, it finally dropped slickly between her legs. There was the next one – but like this, gravity was against her. It kept wanting to slide back down, and despite the logic, well… she couldn’t help it… she didn’t want to sit up. She was loving feeling each egg fighting her, pushing back down again. Whenever she relaxed, her body allowed it to drop back down again, slipping into her belly. She could stay like this near enough forever…
It was only when the door opened and the researched appeared that she tensed, and this egg dropped out. They approached, hefting her into a kneeling position; and now the eggs were moving too easily, groaning and whining. She remembered, with a jolt, the tiara that was still on her head. Oh, they knew just what she was feeling, didn’t they?
The last of the eggs slipped out, an aching feeling of loss almost immediately as she drooped. Fucked out, and oh so empty.
The two were talking again. Then smiling. Skinny reached down and undid his own pants again… and then she was looking at something entirely new. Thicker. Bigger. Slicker. And, if Kim wasn’t mistaken… there seemed to be a slight bulge on his belly…
