CONQUEST
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Content Warnings: size difference, choking, kidnapping, cervical penetration, implied impregnation, dubcon->enthusiastic consent, gratuitous sex scene, cumflation, and probably some others that I can’t think to include. Sorry, I’m new to this. (っ- ‸ - ς)
This is my first earnest attempt at writing something like this, I hope you enjoy!
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It was about 7pm when you got home from your date, slumping against the front door after you closed and locked it behind you. Every cell in your body was bursting with disappointment. Your girlfriend had to turn in early, shes got a long road trip ahead of her tomorrow so she has to leave really early in the morning. You finally had the place to yourself for a little while, so you’d been hoping to have her over for the weekend. Maybe share a few beers, watch some rented movies… You walked to your room, throwing your jacket on the couch, and dropping your car keys in the bowl as you walked by. You’d already taken your shirt off by the time you reached your room, dropping it on your laundry pile, your bare chest bouncing with each step. You never liked wearing bras. You flopped onto your bed and let out a deep sigh. If you’re completely honest; what you actually wanted was for your girlfriend to come over and fuck you. The two of you have been dating for around 4 months and you haven’t gotten past 2nd base. You were desperate for her to pop your cherry. You felt a warmth begin to grow between your legs, rising in intensity as you imagined her pinning you down to your bed, her hand around your neck as she fucks you stupid… Your heart raced with excitement. You needed to get off. Reaching into the drawer of your nightstand, you retrieved your “Excalibur.” A translucent blue dildo, about average in size (according to the lady at the shop.) You hastily shucked your pants down past your knees, stopping a moment to admire the cute panties you’d bought to show your girlfriend, which were now damp with your arousal and clung to your womanhood. You’d have to remember to wash them before bed... You pushed them down too, squirming as it peeled away from your sensitive folds. You opened your legs and began rubbing the tip of your toy up and down your entrance, each pass making you wetter. This was already your third time jerking off today. You’d started your period over a week ago and it has made you insatiably horny. Once you felt good and ready, you positioned it against your opening, sinking the tip in very slowly. Just before it sank into you the long, slow creak of a door stopped you in your tracks, chilling your blood.
That was the back door. You’ve only been living here about 7 months, but you’d already memorized the sound of every door in this house. You hid your dildo under your pillow, reaching for the loaded handgun you kept on top of your nightstand. You disengaged the safety and kept it trained on your bedroom door as you struggled to pull up your panties and jeans with one hand. After throwing your shirt back on, you slowly made your way to the back door, looking into every room you passed along the way. They were all clear. Whoever opened the door hadn’t seen fit to invite themselves in. You got eyes on the back door, it was hanging wide open. Your footsteps were near silent as you moved across the carpeted living room floor towards the open door. One outstretched hand holding the gun, the other poised to lunge for the door handle once you were close enough. As you passed the threshold and reached for the doorknob, something grabbed your right arm, throwing you across your backyard toward the tree line, wrenching the gun from your grasp. You landed with a thud, knocking the wind out of you. You were gasping, struggling to breathe as you rose to your hands and knees. You looked up at your assailant, you felt the colour drain from your face when you realized just how enormous this asshole was, he looked almost twice your height! “What the fuck are they feeding you?!” You shouted at him. He gave no response, just stared you down through the one-way lenses of his obviously knight inspired ballistic helmet. The word “Conquest” written across the hinged visor. Distinctive tiger stripe military fatigues adorned to his gigantic, muscly frame. Another one of those Manhunter assholes come to try his luck. What’s this, the third one now? When were they gonna realize you were never going back? He released something from his right hand, it was twisted and warped, making a metallic clack as it hit the ground. Your heart sank as you looked down at your empty hands, realizing that “something” had been your pistol.
Your only options were to fight him or outrun him. You knew you couldn’t fight him here, not where other people could see you. So you turned and ran into the woods behind you. You could hear him start after you, each footfall accompanied by an unnerving “THUD.” Your lungs and legs were burning like crazy, you were beginning to regret not doing more cardio like your adoptive ”Father” had suggested. For better and for worse, you were finally far enough away from civilization to fight back. You never liked to use your telekinetic abilities, you resented them. They were the reason this behemoth was chasing you. They were the source of all the strife you’ve endured for the past decade, but now you didn’t have any other options. You skidded to a halt, reaching out with your mind to grasp a tree, tearing it from the earth, roots and all with a thunderous crack, hurling it at the giant of a man that was pursuing you. It crashed into his side, knocking him over, the tree pinning him to the ground. You grinned, feeling pleased with yourself. The feeling was short-lived. He threw the tree off of himself, and rose to his feet. You grabbed a nearby fallen tree, launching it at him. He swatted it out of the air with just one arm, turning it to matchwood. You gulped. You’d heard there were Monsters out there with unnatural strength, but you didn’t think it could be THAT unnatural.
He abruptly broke out in a sprint towards you. You startled, stumbling as you turned and ran the other way. You were panicked, you could hear him steadily getting closer. You pissed him off. You were starting to run out of steam, all the objects around you were too big and needed too much concentration and energy to move. You caught a small break, you spotted a rock a little bigger than your head. You reached out and threw it behind you. You heard a hideous metallic “CLANG” behind you. You assumed that was his helmet but you weren’t about to stop and check. You could hear him falling behind, so you might’ve gotten lucky and rang his bell. That would at least buy you time if it didn’t just kill him. You ran until it felt like your legs were going to give out and, sure enough, they did. They were kind enough to give out next to a dense thicket that you hastily crawled into, panting and wheezing. You’d never had to run that hard in your entire life. You were hoping you’d never have to run that hard ever again. You lay there a while struggling to catch your breath, the air you exhaled hanging in the cold night air above you. You don’t know how long you were lying there before you heard a twig snap. You covered your mouth with your hands, freezing in place. It didn’t come from the same direction that you ran here from…
Maybe it was an animal? You tried to stay quiet for what felt like an eternity before feeling brave enough to try and peer through the foliage. As soon as you did, a large hand reached through and grabbed you by the neck, pulling you out of your hiding place and holding you off the ground at his eye-level. That rock you threw had stoved in the right side of his helmet, shattering the lense over his eye. It was emerald green. There was a bit of blood on the skin surrounding his exposed eye. It was a small consolation that you’d at least made him bleed for this. With the last of your strength you kicked and struggled in his grasp, you could still breathe and cuss him out, but your vision and strength were diminishing rapidly, before finally falling limp and fading to black.
When you regained consciousness you were lying on your back in the grass. You heard the sound of something velcro being pulled open next to you, followed by a bottle of liquid sloshing, and a plastic bag being ripped open. That was probably the manhunter licking his wounds. You kept your eyes closed and didn’t move an inch, using your other senses to try and determine your situation. You could hear leaves rustling in the trees above you, stirred by a breeze so cold it made your nipples stand on end. You were obviously still outside somewhere… Your hands weren’t bound, which was odd, and your shoes and socks were missing. Probably to prevent you from running very far or fast if you tried to escape. “How long was I out..?” You wondered, your mind still coming up to speed. You heard him packing everything away into his first aid pouch. An uncomfortably long and eerie silence followed before you heard more sound… This time a button, followed by a zipper. This might be your opportunity to escape, he might be wandering off to take a piss! You could only be so lucky. Instead you heard him kneel next to you, and the sound of skin rubbing on skin. Your heart started racing. “What the hell was he doing??” You wondered. Not long after, you felt his large fingers go down the collar of your shirt, ripping it off of you, exposing your generously proportioned breasts. The cold air on your now bare, soft skin gave you goosebumps. Your mind began to race with all the possibilities of what this asshole was planning on doing to you. You could feel your face turning red, and a familiar heat once again began building between your legs. Without warning, two big, strong hands took a firm grip on your breasts. You had to bite your tongue to keep from yelping. Your heart pounded in your ears as he manhandled your tits, pinching your nipples, pulling on them, rolling them between his enormous, calloused fingers…
You were gonna make this asshole hurt for treating you like his plaything. You just needed to wait for the right opportunity to strike, then you’d have the element of surprise on your side. You were able to relax briefly after he released them. He then straddled your waist, pinning your arms under his giant legs. As he lowered himself on top of you, you could feel his two dense balls resting on your stomach, his pubes tickling your tummy. Then you felt it; his impossibly large cock flopped onto you, the shaft nestling perfectly between your assets, the end of it landing on your lips with a “plap.” You could feel him pull back his foreskin, exposing the tip of his cock. It was slick with his pre-cum and smelled musky… You were disgusted by the thought of him touching you with that gross… thing. You’d be ashamed to admit it, but you found his scent intoxicating, making you salivate and squirm discreetly beneath him as the heat building in your womanhood further intensified. He took firm hold of your breasts, pressing them together, sandwiching his dick between them. He slowly fucked your tits, using them to massage his length, gradually increasing the pace and tightening his grip on them. You grabbed fistfuls of grass and dirt beneath you, desperately fighting to keep your composure. Your mind was screaming to do something, ANYTHING, as long as it got this pig off of you! But you stayed perfectly still, a wet patch started spreading from your crotch as you squeezed your thighs together.
You weren’t fooling anybody, you were loving the attention he was giving you. He finally relented, releasing your sore and sensitive tits. You didn’t have any time to ponder his next actions before he made them abundantly clear to you; he opened your mouth, using a thumb to briefly explore it before next attempting to insert his cock. He was only able to fit the tip in about half way. You sat there in disbelief. Was this really happening to you? You heard a disappointed sigh before he began stroking his manhood, milking his pre-cum into your mouth. You wanted to wretch, to spit it out, but your body refused. The warm, slimy liquid coated your tongue. It tasted slightly sweet. Each stroke deposited more liquid into your mouth, and you instinctively swallowed it. You crossed your legs as you felt your pussy leaking obscenely. You felt disgusting. You hated the way he was making you feel, that you loved the way he tasted, the way he smelled… You especially hated that you wanted more. That you needed him to go further. There was nothing in the world that you wanted more than for him to grab the back of your head and force himself down your throat. You felt ashamed for thinking like this. You have a girlfriend. You love her. But you couldn’t deny that you were secretly craving this kind of attention. You gulped down the last of his fluids as he withdrew himself from your mouth, moving down to your legs. You felt hot all over, your heart was beating like a drum. He unbuttoned your jeans and pulled them off of you. He paused very briefly, likely regarding your now ruined panties. He removed them with a previously uncharacteristic delicacy, leaving you completely naked and vulnerable before him.
He took your still exhausted legs in his hands, holding them behind the knee and raising them until your waist lifted off the ground, your shamefully wet cunt resting against the underside of his dick. This complete stranger was violating your womanhood with his dirty cock, and you just laid there, letting him do it. He pressed your thighs together, gathering both your knees in one hand, firmly sandwiching himself against your quim. He drug it back and forth across your slit at a brisk pace, your abundant juices thoroughly lubricating his rod and your thighs. The slipperier you got the harder he fucked, and the harder he fucked the slipperier you got. You could feel an unfamiliar pressure starting to build in your abdomen. Now would’ve been a good opportunity to take in your surroundings, but his merciless assault on your cunt meant you were distracted. You kept your eyes squeezed shut, wondering how far you would let him take this before you gave up the charade and made him stop, as the weird pressure continuing to build. Then an uncomfortable thought crossed your mind… Did you even want him to stop? You’ve let this go on for so long now, letting this man have his wicked way with your body, letting him do degenerate things to you, even enjoying the degenerate things he did to you… Your thoughts were interrupted by one final thrust, his heavy balls slapping against your ass. You could feel him throbbing between your legs.
Then you felt one of his big, strong hands wrap firmly around your waist from behind, the other releasing your legs, allowing them to dangle uselessly below you, holding you out in front of himself like a fleshlight. You then felt him rubbing what you could only assume was the tip of his cock against your entrance, painting your folds with a mixture of your juices and his pre. The realization sank in. If you didn’t do something he was going to force that huge, gross thing inside of you. You were filled with equal parts fear and arousal at the idea of being fucked with that thing. Your body was still so sore and weak, but you grabbed the large fingers clamped around your waist and braced your feet against his chest and stomach, trying desperately to keep him back with what little strength you had left. With great difficulty, you managed to raise your head to see what he was doing. When you looked down between your legs you froze. It was WAY bigger than you had imagined it. Too big. It was never going to fit. You were in full panic mode now, tears started welling in your eyes. You shouted “What the fuck are you doing!? There’s no way that’s going to fit, you fucking gorilla!!” Your voice was shaky, tears were carrying your mascara down your cheeks now. He ignored you, pressing against your entrance. “Ahh fuck!! P-please, wait-!” You pleaded with him desperately, but he paid you no mind. You held on for dear life, pushing against him with your legs, but it was futile. The head of his bitch-breaker forced its way inside of you with a loud “SCHLUK.”
In an instant that pressure building in your abdomen released, you threw your head back and howled like a wild animal, you’ve never felt so good in your entire fucking life. Your whole body was tingling, it was like every one of your cells had electricity coursing through them, it was pure ecstasy. You squirted all over him, your pussy clenching rhythmically around the head of his cock. You hated that you loved how good this all felt, that this hairy, muscular man was the one to make you feel this good, that he was the one to give you your first orgasm… your heart sank when you realized that meant he’d also taken your virginity… a stranger, just using your body for his pleasure… When the throes of your reality-shattering orgasm finally subsided, you tried to raise your head again, but couldn’t. You really had no energy left at this point. He placed his free hand on your back, lifting you until you met his gorgeous emerald eyes. He had a ruggedly handsome face, facial hair freshly shaved, bog-standard army buzzcut on top. You could see a couple minor lacerations on the right side of his face right where you hit him. You also saw your cute panties hanging out of the breast pocket of his shirt. You were happy that somebody had gotten to see them. Through tears, you mumbled; “M-more…” He didn’t respond immediately. You wondered if he had even heard you.
He finally said; “Beg.” His voice was deep and assertive. The idea of debasing yourself like that, of begging him to continue using your body to please himself made your heart skip a beat. You had a whole kaleidoscope of butterflies in your stomach now. You briefly looked down, taking in the sight of the already hefty bulge produced by just the tip of his cock nestled perfectly inside of you. You returned your gaze to his, your runny mascara stinging your eyes, sobbing; “More… P-please, I want it… I need it…” You sounded so fucking needy and pathetic, but you didn’t care anymore. You needed this, you needed him to fuck you stupid. “Good girl.” He said. Those words made you shudder with excitement. You’d always loved it whenever your girlfriend said that to you, but to hear it while you’re in this state changed something in your brain. He kept holding you up so you could watch as he began sinking his bitch-breaker further into your eager, needy cunt. You cussed, and cried, and moaned as he pushed further, your hole stretching around him to accommodate his length. Each agonizing inch sent you over the precipice of another orgasm, escalating in intensity each time as they began overlapping. He paused when he reached the entrance of your womb, giving you a moment to acclimate. You nearly came again as the enormous bulge in your belly began to recede, slowly and gently dragging his cock out of you. God, you fit around him so perfectly it felt like his rod was going to pull your guts out with it. He started fucking himself with your pussy like you were just a sex toy. Your legs, dripping with your own fluids, swaying back and forth as he slid you up and down his length.
Your head was such a mess, you felt so overwhelmed physically and emotionally. He pulled himself from your greedy slit and lowered himself to his knees, placing you on your back in the grass once again, resting his dripping-wet cock on your belly. You felt so empty now. You needed him to fix that. He caressed your soft, delicate body, starting at your hips and moving up to your breasts, giving them each a gentle squeeze before slapping them. You yelped when he did, you couldn’t help it. It just felt so good. They were so tender and sensitive after his earlier abuse. You took his hands and moved them down to your hips, they took a firm grip of you without further prompting. You held onto his thumbs to help brace yourself as he lined up with your entrance, pushing all the way to your cervix in a single motion. You shuddered and squirted, your body instinctively wrapping your legs around his hips, pulling him just a bit further into you, more tears flowing as you squeezed your eyes shut. Once your climax subsided, you began to sway and roll your hips, feeling and hearing his cock shifting inside you, rearranging your guts. He was panting hard now, looking down at you like a starving predator would look at their prey. You probably looked like such a good little slut, crying and squirming on the end of his cock, getting off to him using your body.
To your surprise and delight, he laid himself on top of you, and planted a kiss on your lips. Your tongues briefly explored each other’s mouths, before intertwining. When he withdrew from the kiss you locked eyes with him, your mouth hung open, tongue lolling out of it. He spat into your open mouth. You swallowed it without hesitating, letting out a little cock-drunk giggle. His firm, muscular body was so comfortingly warm, and you loved the way his body hair tickled your bare skin. You locked lips again as he moved one hand to hold the back of your head, weaving his fingers into your hair, grabbing your perfect ass with his other hand, pulling your hips into his as he began pushing against your cervix. You moaned into his mouth, and tightened your legs around his waist as he increased the pressure against the opening of your womb. You had to pull out of the kiss to better brace yourself against him, pressing your head into his hairy chest, wrapping your arms around him and clawing at his back as you squealed under him. All at once, he forced his way into your fertile womb, you could feel it stretching as he buried himself balls deep inside of you. This was your most intense orgasm so far. You howled and wept into his chest as you shuddered and squirted uncontrollably beneath him, pinned to the ground by his weight, completely unable to form a coherent thought. But his words brought you back into focus momentarily; “Fuck, you’re such a good girl. Nobody has ever taken all of it before.” You cooed at the thought. You really were a good girl, weren’t you? You were taking him so well. It’s almost like you were made for him.
You felt so impossibly full with all of him inside of you, giving you a satisfaction that you never could’ve received with a toy. He started fucking into you, gently at first, letting your body get used to this fullness. His every thrust and withdrawal was accompanied by a sloppy squelching noise from your abused cunt, a mixture of both your fluids leaking from your hole. You moaned rhythmically as each thrust hit the end of your womb, pushing some of the air out of your lungs. You looked up at him as he gave it to you, those gorgeous eyes staring back hungrily. You could’ve stayed like this forever, letting him fuck your womb as you gazed into each other’s eyes, but your cock-drunk, little mind wandered… you remembered you were ovulating… thinking about how good it would feel for both of you if he came inside you, and how risky it would be… You mustered all of your concentration to form a single, mostly coherent, sentence; “Give it to me… I want every… last… ngh! Drop… inside- ohhh fuck…” that was all the convincing he needed. He picked up the pace and intensity, slamming his hips into yours, forcing a yelp out of you with every thrust. You could feel heat radiating from his body as he was getting closer. He slammed his hips against yours with one final thrust, letting out a deep, pleasured groan. Your legs instinctively locked around his waist.
He gave you one last soul-tearing orgasm, and you could feel every nerve in your body light up like the 4th of July! You could feel his fertile, heavy balls against your ass, rising in time with every rhythmic pulse of his cock as they emptied themselves into your womb, filling it with his hot, gooey love. You could feel his excessive load overflowing from your womb, entirely filling the lower parts of your womanhood before oozing out of you. You both lay there a while, panting and sweating before he lifted himself off of you, revealing your belly, now swollen with his seed. As you rubbed your aching belly you felt warm, and full, and content. You laid your head back and moaned softly as he began to pull out, his thick spunk flowing from your stretched, ruined cunt, the sensation making your hips tremble. He let out a satisfied sigh before lying on his back next to you, his half-hard cock flopping on his belly, coated in a healthy film of his own cum. You rolled on top of him, laying your ample breasts on either side of his softening cock as you began licking, and sucking the head clean. His cum was hot, slimy, and salty. Like the good, little slut that you are; you loved it, and you needed more. You gradually lowered yourself between his legs, using your mouth to clean both your fluids off his manhood. Eventually, you lay between his legs on your stomach. You nuzzled your face into his balls, cupping one while you sucked the other. They were sooo big, and still felt so full…
His scent was driving you crazy, a mixture of his natural musk, his own cum, and your fluids. You moaned softly as you licked and sucked his balls clean, the occasional hair getting caught in your mouth, not that you cared anymore. He weaved his fingers into your hair, turning your head up to look at him, your face still buried in his balls. He had made such a perfect mess of you. Your eyes were red and puffy from all your crying, the runny mascara on your cheeks, making lewd noises as you lie there servicing him. “Who do you belong to?” He asked. Your heart fluttered when you heard those words leave his mouth. You thought about how your girlfriend would react to seeing you lay here, your body naked and ruined after this complete stranger had fucked you stupid and claimed your womb, flooding it with his seed, admitting that you belong to him. You thought about how you would react to seeing her in that state… you wanted it see that so badly… the night was still young and she’d still be asleep, maybe you two had time to pay her a visit... You snapped back, confidently stating; “I belong to you.” He smiled. “Good girl.” You crawled back up his body, laying your head on his chest, ready for a well-deserved rest. As you were dozing off, you swore you could feel his sperm swarming your eggs… but you were probably just imagining things in your blissed-out, cock-drunk state…
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Author’s note:
I originally planned for this fic to be more concise, but instead it ballooned to 4,700 words. The first draft was shorter and it got longer each time I edited it, which I thought was kind of funny. I might do a sequel to this at some point, but I have other ideas I want to do first. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed!