Call Center II

Standard

“Hello, I’m calling about your recent purchase from Autumn’s Accessories.“ Christa tried to sound upbeat. It was her second day and luckily Wesley wasn’t at work yet. Without him looming over her, she felt far more confident. This call went smoother than expected. After about a four-minute conversation, she ended up selling the woman another $30 toy. She looked back, pleased to see the solid green light on in the switch hanging overhead. She was distracted as the girl across from her had a red light come on and she stood hurriedly, pushing against her desk as she endured the pain.

Glad it’s not me. Christa connected another call and it went well, but the person didn’t buy by the end and she got a yellow light. She tensed as the water trickled in. It was far milder than the red light ‘incentive’ and she even enjoyed the feeling somewhat. She was allowed to pause between calls as needed, but every employee had to make 60 calls before a day was over for them, and they were given a break time to eat and empty out after 30 of the calls. She was only five calls in so far, and she knew her good luck wouldn’t last.

She turned her attention back to the inflating woman behind her. The thirty something woman arose from her seat as the red light signaled an immense blast of water going into her. She looked like she might cry already, and Christa knew she hadn’t gone through many calls yet.

The outside door opened and Wesley stepped in. Christa connected another call as she turned back to her desk. Out of her peripheral vision, she could see Wesley looking over the girls working under him. He spied the red light and marched closer to the bawling girl. Christa talked to an older man, making sure to tease him as she inquired about the pocket pussy he bought recently. She looked back as she talked with her customer, seeing the sleazy supervisor glaring as the shaky woman found her seat and made another call. Christa wrapped up her call by making another sale. As she confirmed the man’s shipping info, she glanced back again, seeing that her coworker wasn’t so lucky.

The light clicked red and she stood once more, pained by the flow. “You need to speak more clearly, Kumari!”
“I am!” She cried out with a thick Middle Eastern accent as she leaned upon the desk. Her belly trembled as she shifted from side to side. The light clicked off and she sat back with immense care. Her brow peaked as she clenched her teeth.
“Well, you better work on it or you might pop!” He urged her to make another call.
“Hello, I want to tell you about our offers-“

Another red light – Christa felt horrible, but she was glad someone else was doing worse than she was. The bronze-skinned woman jumped up yet again, her slight belly became more prominent. She grumbled, putting her head down upon her desk. She moved forward in a feeble attempt to escape the flowing liquid, but the hose continued filling her. Wesley rubbed the crotch of his pants and he eyed her hungrily.

Glancing aside, Wesley noticed Christa was watching the scene play out. She quickly turned away, hoping he would leave her alone. She felt his presence before he put his sweaty palm upon her shoulder. “You like seeing someone else having trouble, new girl?”
“N-no, I just feel bad that she’s having trouble.”
“You don’t seem very full yet.” He inspected the computer screen. “Six calls? Looks like you’re on a lucky streak. Kumari is only on four and look at her!”

The foreign woman screamed as yet another red signal came, and a blast of water pressed into her. She jumped up and trotted around her stool, her young breasts bouncing as she walked. Her belly was so full of water that it swayed like a pendulum. It brushed against her knees as she continued to take more fluids. “Please! Please! I can’t do this!” Tears flowed down her cheeks. The light changed to green and she quieted into a soft sob.

Wesley shrugged with his hands high. “I’m sorry, but if you can’t last until your break then you’ll have to start over.”
“What?!” The pained girl snapped.
“I’m sorry, but it’s the rules. For your first week you get a checkpoint after every ten calls and you’re barely able to handle four! It might be a very long day for you.”
“Please, let me do anything but this!”
“No! She can handle it!” An older woman’s head shot up from a nearby cubicle. She looked somewhat similar to the girl, but her rounded face was far more austere and filled with anger.
“Mom… Mom, I can’t!” Kumari groaned as she leaned forward in agony.
“May I take some of her… incentive?”
Wesley nodded slightly as he regarded her. “Fine, fine.” The balding man licked his lips, “that will help her-“ He stopped suddenly as the woman’s mother stepped around and into view. Her sagging breasts hung on either side of her enormous stomach. She was a fair amount larger than her daughter, who was also very inflated. The middle-aged woman leaned on the flimsy cubicle wall as she shuffled ahead. The long hose followed her, buried in her supple backside.

Wesley shook his head with disappointment as he stopped her. “Look, Paulomi, I appreciate that you want to help your daughter, but I sure as shit am not letting you take it. I know you’re a little better at holding it, but that ain’t healthy!” He scoffed as he moved over to put a hand on her brown belly. “I gotta look out for my earners.” He showed his teeth in a creepy smile.

“I’ll do it.” Christa spoke, immediately regretting her offer as they all looked to her.
“Let me get this straight, you want to take water from that stranger’s ass into yours and then continue with your calls?”
“Y-yes.” It’s gross, but I only have to make it to ten calls after I take it and then I can empty out. “I will do it.”

Paulomi was visibly relieved and Kumari nodded with acceptance as she sobbed. Wesley told the other spectators to resume their work as he went into the back office to find a hose fitting. He came back, unscrewing and clamping the hoses from the overhanging boxes behind the girls. He monkeyed with it and then connected the two of them before he removed the clamp. Now Christa was connected to the other new girl.

A surge of water flowed into her ass, and Christa wasn’t prepared as the girl pushed with all her energy. The transfer was a reasonably fast process, and Christa watched her belly growing as she sat, feeling abrupt cramps. The supervisor continued to harass the other girls as he made a quick loop. He disconnected and clamped Paulomi’s tube and allowed to comfort her daughter until he returned.

Wesley eyed Kumari’s nearly flat belly and then his eyes stopped on her chest for a few moments before he turned back to Christa. “That’s most of it. Now I’m going to do something a little unorthodox.” He rubbed Paulomi’s distended stomach as he grabbed the hose leading from her ass. He disconnected Kumari’s hose and linked Paulomi and Christa together. This time, however, he used another fitting from his pocket and a spare hose he had set aside earlier. People were watching them once again.

“So, the way this works: Christa here is going to finish her 54 calls and now she’s sharing the burden with mama bear over here.” He connected the extra hose to her control box. “If you guys can’t hold up then we’re going to pump that young girl until she pops like a balloon!” He directed a finger to Kumari, who trembled, as she stood naked with a hose still buried in her ass. Wesley unclamped Paulomi’s hose and stepped back. “Open the flood gates!” He giggled.

Christa felt water pushing inside her, but she knew that Paulomi wasn’t trying – she was just so full that it had to escape. Christa turned to her desk, still standing as she connected another call.

“Hello, I’m-“
The click of the phone caused a chill to pass down her spine. The tube between them rocked with the force of the deluge, forcing water into them both. She couldn’t help but relax as she felt unpleasantly full, and she knew that Paulomi felt it. The mother was understanding, though, and didn’t push back. She looked back to see the Middle Eastern woman leaning upon her daughters desk balling a fist in a subtle display of her torture. Kumari stroked her hair with sad eyes, watching her mother endure.

Christa recovered and connected another call. This one went a little better, but 30 seconds in she fumbled for words and the customer thought she was mocking her. Kumari cried out as the switch in the control box opened the valve. Another downpour of water rolled into the tube and pushed their bellies outward. Christa panted as she looked down at her taught stomach, pulling her down with immense weight. She shifted upward to alleviate some of her back pain, but the cramps elsewhere continued.

She fought through the discomfort and started another call. She gave the opening and the woman on the other end went into a full tirade. “How the fuck do you get off calling us at this hour? What if my kids were home and they answered the phone? You fucking dyke!”
“M-m-ma’am… I am sorry to bother you, but I j-just-“
“J-just what?” She spoke with harsh patronization. “I want you to get your supervisor on the line.”
“Ma’am. Please. Just talk to me.” She paused in discomfort, but she realized how rude it sounded to the customer.
“Get me your fucking supervisor or I will ruin your fucking company!”

“Please hold.” Christa muted the call and handed the headset to Wesley, who was not pleased to be involved. He nodded and agreed multiple times before the call clicked off. Thankfully, due to the call length, she only had a yellow light. It still hurt, but it was nothing like the previous fills.

Wesley leaned over her and typed something into the woman’s file as he spoke. “She wanted to be removed from the call list, and she said to mark her down for the Big Ben, but only If I ruin your day. She said you should try that toy and maybe you would stop being such a bitch. I think I’m going to listen to her.”

“What? That’s a twelve inch dildo!”
“An inch and a half thick, too. It will be a treat!”
“I… I can’t do that!” Christa discovered that her body could handle a lot, but she knew she couldn’t take much in the front.
“I’m a man of my word, and you still have fifty one calls to make.” He laughed. “Tell ya what. You take that toy and you only have to make ten more calls for the day – sound fair?” Christa agreed timidly.

“Good, good, make another call while I’m gone.” He stepped into a side storage room as she began the next call. “You sound pretty.” The man interrupted her greeting. She tried to continue, but he was obviously distracted. “If I hear you cum then I’ll buy something. Promise”
“S… Sir…” She thought about it and decided to indulge him. “Fine. I’m slipping my hand down between my legs. It’s getting wet already.” She awkwardly felt below her bloated tummy. “Oh, just… just thinking of you inside excites me.” She heard the man breathing heavily and the pleasure helped to dull the immense pain from the forced inflation. To her surprise, she was getting close to orgasm. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but there was no need for pride here.

She hadn’t noticed Wesley’s return, as he held the monster cock in his hand. He wiggled it for her to see before he moved it out of view. She continued stroking herself and moving her other hand along her chest and down her modest breasts. She hoped she would finish and make the sale before…

She felt the tip of the lubricated cock pushing up from below. She paused to look past her stomach, seeing her supervisor staring back up with a twisted satisfaction. Her mouth opened with panic as the man drew his hand back and rammed the toy inside her damp pussy. She gasped loudly and leaned forward upon the desk. The man on the other end loved it. “What’s going on?” He asked.

“My boss… It’s too big! He-he just rammed it in there.” There was a pause and then she felt more forced inside. Wesley was using his fist to punch it deeper and deeper each time. It felt like it might rip her apart and it was only a little ways in. “I can’t take it, I can’t.”

“Oh yeah, baby, you can take it. Just a little more.” The man on the other end grunted as he masturbated. Wesley grabbed her hand and directed her to hold the massive toy in place as he slid out and stood up. He scooted her stool forward and brought her back upon it, planting the dildo upon the stool and forcing her down upon it. She whimpered as she took it nearly halfway, fighting not to move as she climbed forward upon her desk. Frozen in place, she heard the man find completion. He thanked her and requested three newer adult films. She hurried to gather his information and finally the call clicked off with a green light.
Still balancing upon the object, she tensed as Wesley patted her ass. “Nice job, nine more to go.”

“H-hello, I’m with Autumn’s-“ Abrupt silence. The call never even connected! The blast of liquid startled her, and she stood on her tiptoes, trying to lessen the pain from the incoming water and the painful toy spreading her wide. She gasped as the valve finally closed. Another call and another hang up – Wesley leaned upon her shoulder as the water poured into her. She begged him not to, but he put enough weight on her to move her lower upon the giant dildo. She huffed and pleaded, screaming for him to stop, but she passed the halfway point as he hit the button to make another call.

“Oh, oh, no.” She couldn’t form words as another blast came and she moved lower on the toy, her own juices allowing it to go deeper. Wesley laughed as she screamed for the next call. Another hang up meant that she would accept even more water. Paulomi was on her knees, still taking some of the water, but she was at her physical limit, her stomach resting on the floor in front of her. Christa quieted as she felt a few inches slide in. She had nearly taken the entire toy and she felt incredibly sore already.

She looked to Wesley, blinking with shock before she reached forward and placed another call. “Ah, adult toys… Do you…” A call disconnected message appeared as expected. The pain was replaced with sudden excitement. Christa giggled as she felt more water coming in. She slid lower on the huge toy, feeling every inch. She was nearly crying as she laughed, putting her arms out upon the desk as she gasped. It was the most intense climax she had ever experienced and once it passed, she quickly tried to move off of the enormous cock buried in her pussy, however with her expansive belly holding her down that was impossible. She struggled to stand, but shifted too much and toppled onto the floor.

The inflated girl fell directly on her stomach, causing the silicone toy to launch out with a slurping sound. Her belly compressed and she was unable to hold back any longer. She involuntarily let the water in her ass flow. Paulomi groaned as she felt the pressure, expanding her stomach father somehow. Wesley watched with glee as the normally stoic mother was reduced to whining.

“You have to hold some, it’s too much!”
“I-I can’t.”
Paulomi lifted her head, relaxing her hold on the water. She pulled herself up, standing shakily against her daughter’s desk. “Touch me, Kumari. Down there.”
“But, mother…”
“Please!”

Her daughter complied, pressing a finger into her mother’s privates. In an instant, she felt a window of pleasure before the pain returned and caused her to slump against the desk.

Christa, being on the ground, felt the water pushing back into her. Gravity ushered it in, and she had to roll onto her side to alleviate the pain. She was reduced to pathetic whimpering as her belly flowed out onto the floor, spreading as it accepted the unnatural amount of water.

After a short time, Paulomi arose and clumsily walked to Christa’s cubicle. She still had a prominent stomach that bounced between her thighs as she walked. “May I finish her final calls?”
Wesley was clearly pleased as he extended a hand of acceptance.

Christa laid in silent torment as the woman took the final five calls for her. Two yellows and a red at the end, but Christa was mentally lost by this point. She became accustomed to the ache in her body as she watched her stomach expand as she lay there. It rolled along the smooth, cold floor, her skin stretching more than she ever thought possible. The world faded away as Wesley laughed.

She awoke in her bed with Paulomi sitting at her side. An IV ran to her arm and she felt kind of loopy. “Wesley let it go a little too far this time. They had to use the emergency drain procedure on you. You took more than anyone I’ve ever seen.” She took Christa’s pale hand. “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to contain it all, but thank you for helping my daughter.”

“Wh-what is… she doing… here?” It was difficult to speak.
Paulomi drew a deep breath, “My husband had a lot of debt when he died. I came here to protect my daughter from their retaliation. I wasn’t performing as well after a few years, so they brought my daughter here to add incentive. Now no one knows that we’re here and we’re probably never going to leave.”

“What about… family… friends…”
“These people find ways to explain your absence. Kumari told me that our neighbor heard I moved away.” She gave a melancholy smile. “He didn’t seem to wonder why I would leave my young daughter by herself. People don’t really care and this group scares them. So, we’re stuck to play out this man’s sick fantasy.” She paused, thinking about their previous punishment. “He made Kumari do ten more calls before she was done.”
“But… he said…”
“He changes his rules whenever he’d like. He is our jailor and we can’t do a thing about it.” She stared angrily before she looked to Christa again. “I am sorry, you don’t need to hear this, you have a long time ahead of you. I mean, you will get used to it – just rest for now.”

Alien Mercy

Standard

The air smelled stale, but it meant that the life support was still functioning. The lights flashed on, illuminating the barren corridor. They moved with their combat rifles raised, prepared for anything. Their mission was to investigate reports of small alien creatures that had attacked the scientists on this ship. There had been twenty people before the vessel went silent.

Corporal Rand held the flamethrower. His finger quivered above the trigger as they opened the door at the end of the hall. The door hissed open and she noticed a group of large creatures, about the size of small dogs, but they looked like brown hairless spiders. They stopped crawling and turned to face the door. Their beady eyes fixed upon them as everyone froze.

The Sergeant’s gruff voice broke the silence. “Light em up!”

She clicked the trigger and watched the room glow. As she moved the gun back and forth, one of the creatures dropped from the ceiling and landed beside her. She watched as it sprang onto the sergeant’s chest and wrapped its long legs around his shoulder. He toppled as the creature writhed upon him. Private Maddox grabbed her knife and stabbed it repeatedly. It let out a shrill howl before it relaxed and slid onto the floor.

PFC Teeg checked him. “He’s dead. That fuckin thing was chewing on him. It ripped his goddamn heart out of his chest!” Mason confirmed this, as she was their medic.

“Keep your head and clear the room, Roman.”

“Goddamn it Alice, did you see how fast that thing moved, it’s out of a fuckin horror film. I can’t take spiders!”

I’m in charge now. “They aren’t spiders, and these things burn like anything else. Just stay with us and we can make it out alive.”

“She’s right, Teeg, don’t get us eaten.” Private Mason spoke sternly.

That seemed to calm him. They checked the burnt corpses before opening the next door. They continued unmolested for a few more rooms as they made their way to the ship’s command center. Only four of us left for god knows how many of those things. Teeg was a slender, harsh man, who usually found the worse in everything. Mason was the dark humor of the group; her medical skills had saved them all at least once. Private Maddox was just nuts. They’re family.

The door to the command room slid open. They gawked at the bodies scattered along the floor. There must be thirty people here! Only a few of the emergency lights still functioned. They moved carefully, vigilant for any movement on the walls and ceilings. It was eerily quiet.

“Oh fuck.” Mason whispered, “They’re in the bodies.” She shined her light on one of the corpses. The stomach region swelled and retracted as something moved inside. Teeg raised his gun and looked to Corporal Rand for the go-ahead.

He shot. The stomach popped open releasing countless smaller versions of the monsters from their last encounter. These were the size of a hand. They skittered along the floor, covering the area. She doused the room in flame and watched them char and curl. Suddenly, a scream came from behind her. Mason had one on her back. She dropped her gun and unsheathed her knife. It crawled over her shoulder and flicked the knife away with one of its legs.

Teeg ran to assist, but another came from a vent and latched onto his face. There was squishing sound as he fell to the ground. The creature crawled over him, leaving a bloody mess where his face had been. The beast lunged at Maddox, but she reacted fast enough to shoot it down.

The flames crackled as they waited for more to attack, but the room seemed to be clear. “Uh, what happened to Mason?”

They looked through the bodies, finding no sign of her. “She’s gone. We have to go after her.” Rand led the way with her flamethrower as Private Maddox watched behind them with her combat rifle.

“Where could she have gone? I didn’t see her body.” Maddox searched for movement as she spoke.

“That’s what concerns me. If she is still alive, we need to make sure we don’t shoot her by accident.”

“Yes ma’am.” Foul aromas lingered as they searched the corridors. The creaking ship and echoing halls caused anxiety amongst the two remaining marines. The found her rifle and some of her tattered clothes as they moved.

The engineering bay was completely dark. A tapping sound echoed throughout the area. They used their helmet lights to scan the vast, blood-soaked room. They were horrified to see the walls coated in some sort of unnatural slime. They saw lifeless women, naked, with their arms and legs held in place in the slime. Both of their lights stopped upon their medic at the far end of the room. She was still alive and scared silent as she stood, naked and exposed, save for one area. One of the larger creatures had its legs wrapped around her thighs and its body aligned with her crotch.

“Help me!” Mason asked softly as she whimpered.

Alice drew her pistol in her off hand as she whispered. “Try not to hit the other women if any of those things attack.”

Private Maddox nodded uncertainly as they moved ahead carefully. They came closer to Mason, who was kneeling in a puddle of slime. They were transfixed upon her belly; small bulges appeared beneath her skin, causing her stomach to expand. It is loading her with eggs! Alice sat her flamethrower down and drew her knife. She cautiously brought the weapon beneath the expanding woman, planning to slice the monster in a way that wouldn’t hurt her. Maddox fired, breaking her concentration.

Alice stood, sheathing her knife and grabbing her flamethrower. She now realized that hundreds of those monsters had been slowly creeping toward them. She decided to use drastic measures; she launched a thermal grenade before she ignited her flamethrower. Countless monsters screeched and withered in the firestorm. Feeling a tickle on her arm, she turned to see one of those monsters poised beside her. Before she could turn, it leapt upon her, pinning her to the ground. It used its legs to strike her wrists, causing her to drop her weapons. Lying there, she could feel others ripping away her clothes.

Unable to move or see, she laid there as she felt something between her legs. A warm slimy object invaded her, snaking its way deep inside. She felt a slight discomfort followed by an immense shooting pain. The pain faded as she felt objects moving into her. Oh god, it’s putting eggs in me! She tried to scream, but that only allowed the creature on her face to insert something down her throat. She could feel slimy eggs slipping down her throat and into her vagina.

She struggled and thrashed and after a few attempts, she felt the rubber handle of her knife. She used it to slice the bond around her wrist and stab the monster on her face. It screamed and released its hold upon her. Using her free hand, she pushed the monster off, causing its ovipositor to slide out of her throat. Gasping for breath, she saw her helmet resting a few feet away, illuminating an empty portion of the room. They’re all gone. She freed her other hand and raised the knife, preparing to strike the creature between her legs. Within an instant, the creature snapped its leg out, launching the knife from her grasp. It moved its leg back into place and continued to fill her with apple-sized eggs, each sliding in smoothly. Shit, now what?

She reached for a small flashlight in her tattered pants. She inspected the situation. The monsters eyes glimmered as she shined a light upon it. It was lifted just enough that she could see its ovipositor. Bumps moved through the fleshy tube, making their way past the threshold and into her belly. She watched her belly expanding, seeing more bumps appearing beneath the skin; she appeared to be around five months pregnant and still growing.

She sat up awkwardly with the large creature still latched onto her. She found her spare knife in the remainder of her tattered utility vest. This one was smaller, but it might work to free her. The monster’s eyes followed the object, and once it lost sight, it raised its leg deliberately, following her hand as she moved it to her ankle. She cut away the semi-rigid ooze from around her ankles. She placed the knife upon her destroyed clothes and the creature moved its leg back into position upon her hip.

It continued to fill her all the while. How am I still alive with this many eggs in me? I can feel every egg going in. It doesn’t hurt, but it doesn’t feel good either. She stood and found Private Maddox upon the floor. Her belly swelled as the creature between her legs and upon her face filled her. She lay lifeless, but the aliens didn’t care.

Alice stood shakily, supporting the large creature between her legs as it pressed more and more eggs into the recesses of her belly. She heard a whimper as she trained her light upon their medic. Janet Mason sat in the fetal position, sobbing quietly as the monsters grappled her. She had two on her, one was wrapped around her thighs and pressing eggs in the front, while the other was holding onto her back with its legs around her sides. The second one had its ovipositor stretched down and into her ass.

Janet’s belly spread outward on the floor. Somehow, she was still alive and her skin was still intact. She had her head down, covered with her arms as Alice approached. “Hey, we’re still alive.”

Janet looked up teary eyed, her face and body laden with light scratches; slime coated half of her body. “Rand! Help me please!”

Alice shook her head, “I don’t think it’s a good idea to remove these things until they finish. If they scream then they’ll draw more. We can have a Medi-Droid get the eggs out back on the ship. Right now we just have to get out of here. I don’t know how we’re able to hold all of these.” She hoisted Mason to her feet using all of her strength.

“I think the slime is doing something to our skin and hopefully protecting our organs.”

“Well, let’s get back to the ship.”

“What about Maddox?”

“We’re leaving her. We’ll have to come back for her.” Corporal Rand lied. She’s probably dead already.

Janet sadly agreed and tried to walk. She hobbled a few steps before buckling under her weight. “It’s too much, go on without me.”

Alice searched the room and found what she was looking for beneath layers of slime. She started the grav-cart and guided it to her burdened friend. She assisted her as she crawled upon the cart. Alice strained to guide it down the empty corridor. She labored with each step, still feeling eggs pressing into her at a much-reduced level. She looked about ready to pop from a twin pregnancy, and the monster only occasionally inserted another egg, once the others moved enough to allow for it. How does it generate them so quickly?

Janet’s body had expanded far beyond the realm of logic. The alien between her legs now hidden, nestled below her expanded stomach. Her belly had grown beneath her, nearly pouring over the sides of the narrow grav-cart. She was completely immobile as she leaned forward, resting upon a mountain of bumpy flesh.

Alice struggled as she moved ahead and passed through the doors. One corridor led to another as they retraced their steps. As they passed through the decimated command center, there was a sound. A beast easily double the size of anything they had seen before dropped from the ceiling. It looked like a slimy, hairless horse with two extra legs. Alice froze as the monster maneuvered behind her with amazing speed; it used two of its legs to rip the other monster away from her. She felt the creature’s ovipositor pull out, allowing a few eggs to spill onto the ground.

She stumbled, leaning forward unintentionally as the monster slid its own slimy organ deep into her bowels. It expanded suddenly, causing mild discomfort as she felt her ass spread wide for the inevitable delivery. She felt pressure build as the egg moved closer and closer until it slipped into her opening. She grunted and gasped as the round object inched its way inside. The ovipositor grew wider and the object rocketed inside forcefully. Holy fuck, it’s huge! The pain was minimal overall, but she ached down there and her belly felt as if it may burst. She looked between her legs to see another egg moving its way toward her ass. It’s the size of a grapefruit!

She found that she was resting upon the wall. She shook off the distraction and moved back to the grav-cart. As she moved, the alien grappled her tighter and wrapped its legs over her shoulder and around her waist. The creature’s low profile allowed it to tuck closely, keeping its bulk upon her back. If she didn’t know better, it looked as if she were wearing a armless and legless under suit.

She felt the second larger egg pop past her bottom entrance. Stumbling, she somehow kept her composure as she guided the truck. An additional two eggs later, she found the main air lock. She scanned her retina, but nothing happened. She pounded on the door, looking to the camera. “Help us! Let us in!”

The radio crackled as the pilot spoke. “What the hell happened in there, Rand, what is that?”

Alice glanced over her shoulder out of habit. “Mason is being… filled. Let us on board before these things have enough time to hatch!”

“Uhhh, no can do ma’am, I’m not letting her on board. Our Medi-Droid wouldn’t know where to begin!”

“Jesus, she’s going to die, let us in!”

“I’ll only let you in, if you try to bring her through then I’ll just vent the airlock! Sorry, but I have to be safe.”

She made sure to keep her belly turned away. He doesn’t realize that I have one of these things on me; he’s too concerned with her. Crappy cameras – but, I’m glad we didn’t get more funding. “Fine, you win.” I’ll just have to come back for her. She rubbed Janet’s shoulder as she wobbled atop of the immense pile of flesh. “I’m sorry, I have to.”

Janet sobbed as Alice stepped into the now open airlock. It closed just in time, as she could see the creature detach from Janet and lunch at the window before it scurried away.

She felt more eggs pressing into her at regular intervals. Her belly grew visibly with each one. The door opened and she stepped onto the ship shakily. The pilot stood before her, stunned. Now he can see how bad off I am. “Help,” she croaked.

He took a step closer, which agitated the beast, causing it to force four more eggs inside of her in rapid succession. Her belly distended farther, showing large bumps as it sagged between her legs. Alice gasped as the monster tore itself away from her body and jumped around her with great speed. It grappled the clumsy man, killing him with a swipe to his throat. Without thinking, Alice grabbed a nearby oxygen tank and clubbed it.

The monster shrieked and flipped around just in time to be pummeled with a second heavy blow. The beast was stunned long enough for her to land one final strike. It was suddenly quiet as she crumpled to her knees, resting partially on her burdened belly. She used the pilot’s communicator to call the Medi-Droid.

She sat in discomfort as she waited. The whine of the small robot carried down the hall as it approached. The tracked droid came closer and scanned her. “Anomaly detected. Overall health: satisfactory. Foreign objects detected, manual retrieval suggested. Would you like them removed, Alice?”

“Get them out of me!”

The droid moved behind her as she bent forward. It inserted its pincer into her ass and spread the small fingers, spreading her in kind. She could see a separate, smaller arm equipped with a vacuum hose moving into position beyond her view. She could feel the spherical object being tugged slowly. It moved to the opening and she felt the pain as it pressed the robot’s fingers wider. It was nearly past the half-way point when she felt the vacuum nozzle slide off and suck against the inner walls of her rectum. She screamed and jumped forward, causing the egg to slide back in and the robot’s fingers to slide out. The vacuum stopped, but the pain was still present. Non-invasive my ass!

“Unable to remove foreign object, invasive surgery required. Would you like me to continue, Alice?”

“No!”

“Invasive surgery denied. Shall I attempt manual retrieval?”

Alice begrudgingly agreed. The medi-droid inserted its pinchers again, however this time it pressed deeper and attempted to grasp the large egg just inside. She felt a notable amount of pain as the droid’s arm lifted her back half off of the ground as it maneuvered, attempting to grab the egg. It pushed deeper somehow, and Alice slammed her fist on the floor as she struggled to tolerate the agony. It hurts so badly! Whatever was numbing the pain before must be wearing off! Suddenly, she felt a pop inside. Something warm oozed out of her as the robot withdrew its arm. She saw it was holding a slimy, lifeless creature.

“Foreign object removed. 56 additional objects detected. Resuming removal.”

“Wait! Don’t pop any more eggs! Return to your base!”

The droid’s arm folded back and it made its way down the corridor. It can’t remove them all that way. I know I’m going to die, so why deal with the added pain. She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling, feeling her belly pulsing with movement.

Hours passed until she felt unexpected warmth filling her. Her belly pressed outward as she watched the eggs bursting beneath her skin. This is the end. Tears welled in her eyes as she watched sections of her skin bubbling upward before falling back upon the small creatures moving inside of her. Then she felt a larger egg open; it was as if a water balloon had exploded inside of her. The larger monster convulsed, sending pain and discomfort in waves as it searched for a way out.

Then, it moved down. Oh god, it’s going to come out of my ass! She could feel others opening still, but the larger creature made a path for her lower exit. She felt her ass part as it spread her internally. Slime dripped from her gaping backdoor as the alien leapt out of her. She could feel countless smaller monsters scurrying in its wake. The monster turned and watched her as the stream of alien creatures exited her. The larger creatures came out in time and they all watched patiently as her belly deflated.

She laid back and smiled, thankful that she was still alive. I can’t believe it! But, why didn’t they kill me like the others? As the thought crossed her mind she noticed the larger aliens were just a little closer. She sat up and two of the monsters raised their legs, staying otherwise motionless. The first one that had come out moved slowly toward her. She sniffled as she tried not to make any sudden moves. The monster slipped its ovipositor into her sore asshole once again. Another moved atop her and inserted into her pussy. The eggs weren’t as big as before, but they were certainly filling her just as quickly. They’re keeping me alive to breed. Fuck!