“M-Medic...” Arcturus was gasping.

The woman in the white spacesuit casually walked over to him with her usually
slutty expression. “Where does it hurt?”

“There...down there...” He pointed to his exposed dick, its middle
set in a rather painful yet near-perfect right angle.

“I’m on the job!” Excitedly, she got down on her knees and
took the head of his penis into her mouth.

“Aaaa...aieeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!” Arcturus cried as his sperm fought
their way around the unnatural corner with no bypass in sight. It was
embarrassing enough that they exited the passage single-file. But the power
of this woman’s mouth, forcing all of it out at extreme speed, the pain
was too much to bear. “Not so fast...! Not so fast!”

“Agghaghg mgh gga gfds jkld...gurgle...mgmgsahd,” she said in apology.
Bringing her hands to the eight-inch flesh pole, she placed the left closer
to the base of his penis, the right near the head.

Poor Arcturus let out an agonizing shriek as she forcefully cracked his penis
back into a form resembling that which was straight. She was still blowing
him as she did this. However, she had somehow blocked off the vas deferens
during this act, and the man’s testes were beginning to accumulate an
inhuman amount of semen due to his lack of release.

It was only a matter of time before consequences would be had...

“NO!” came the cry in the distance. Arcturus looked up. Zeratul’s
voice!

“Mmm...” The screaming continued, and was giving Arcturus a massive
boner. He could just imagine what Kerrigan was doing to him and good CHRIST,
it was turning him on. “Ohhh...” he moaned as his nut sack began
to expand under the stress of sudden overwhelming sperm production.

“No, NO! Stop it!” Zeratul was crying. He trto pto push away Kerrigan,
who was trying to get at his puny member.

“You can’t fight fate, templar!” Kerrigan snarled back at
him. “Now where did I put that catheter...”

“Oh Kerrigan, you flatter me,” Zeratul sobbed in reply. “But
I wish you’d stop treating it as though it were worthy. It’s a
pathetic nine inches. I can’t bear how much smaller the passage probably
is. I don’t want you to LOOK at it!”

“Whaddya mean, man?” Jim asked. “Nine inches? That’s
still longer than mine. See?” He pulled out his cock, quite healthy
for a terran at seven inches. Just then, he unintentionally pre-ejaculated
on his unintended target.

Zeratul ran home. Jim had cummed in his eye.

“Yessssssssss...” Arcturus was still shooting quite dryly, his
testicles’ size having increased three fold. They were like little fat
bags, or webbed, fleshly lemons, if you will (no pun intended). In either
case, they were growing dangerously larger by the minute. Submitting once
to its force was all it would take...

Arcturus felt his heart jump as he saw a naked Zeratul running off the lawn
of some building, humiliated tears and terran juice running down his face.
Oh God! Could this be his chance? He looked down further to see the
templar’s penis tucked in between his legs as he ran, a good fraction
of it sticking out behind him and flapping in the breeze like a windsock.
With every discovery it turned him on more and more. It was then Arcturus
couldn’t take it anymore.

“OHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!” he shrieked
in both euphoric pleasure and hellish pain as his orgasm literally came through
him. His thin-skinned titanic balls shook violently like an overly abused
can of soda, and then shot the load painfully through his penis at light
speed (the inhuman volume somehow correcting the path).

The medic tried to scream as the entire gallon of backed-up cum seared into
her mouth and blasted through the back of her neck, killing her instantly.
She fell back with the white stuff gushing out of her wound, her eyes wide
with shock. “R-ready...for your...spo...nge...ba...th...?” seemed
to be her final death gurgle.

Arcturus was breathing heavily as his dick went limp with much appreciated
exhaustion. It would take a while before he could get hard again, but...damn
it, he had to take that chance! With that, he took off after Zeratul.

“That was a real hot thing you did...” The Queen of Blades said
to Jim Raynor.

“It was, wasn’t it?” he said in agreement.

“It turned me on...much.”

“Me too.”

Kerrigan grabbed the man’s ass, squeezing it in erotic pleasure. Apparently
this was some sort of signal to show that she wanted him to fuck her brains
out again. M’kay. Anyway.

She pulled himo tho the bed with her and he began to screw her like a power
drill. Well, I guess all men have to be as energetic as tigers in these fuck
scenes, don’t they?

“Oh...! OH!” Kerrigan was moaning. “Jim, you fit so well inside
me!”

“I know I do!” Jim happily said back. “Even though that’s
not necessary to know!”

“Oh fill me, my sweet marine of maniacal malarkey!”

“As you wish, my zergy goddess of gory goremania!” He spewed her
womb with his scalding terran stew, until he filled it to its maximum capacity.
Then without a warning, he pulled out.

“Hey Sarah, wait a sec. Shouldn’t we be using protection or
something?” Why he was asking this after he had most likely
impregnated her was any sane ff.net writer’s guess. Then again, why
he was having sex with a bug would be beyond any sane ff.net
writer’s guess. But let us not fight the logic on the pregnant part.
Because somehow, they always end up pregnant in the end.

“Oh, you don’t need to use that, do you?” she asked like an
inconceivably idiotic slut, pouting at him like a child that always has to
have its way.

With an unbelievably equal amount of stupidity on his part, he responded
two seconds later, “Nope!” and then entered her again. “And
just for asking me that, my delectable queen,” he breathlessly added
into her ear, “it’s PAYBACK time!”

And ladies and gentlemen, SC’s most potential couple forever ruined
by an un-comic writer’s genius and lack of logic.

Zeratul, who was still feeling sorry for himself because he’s still
a pathetic nine inches, found himself at the edge of a cliff. It was now
or never. It was truly time to end--

“Zeratul, wait!” Arcturus cried from behind him. “Don’t
end it all! Doooon’t!” He then got down on his knees and started
sobbing as though he were losing the love of his life. Because, children,
lemons suck without TEH ANGST. ^^!

“I have to!” Zeratul screamed with tears simply gushing down his
face. It seemed almost miraculous now that the largest amount of a living
being’s bodily fluids in this story wasn’t being produced
in the testes. Anyway.

“Oh Zeratul!” Arcturus wailed back, still crying. “I’ll
fuck you and make it better! Please! Just...just don’t...” He turned
his head away, so much pain in his heart that came out of nowhere but was
there because I said so.

“You...you will?” Zeratul wept hopefully. “Oh, my dearest
dear who hath loved me so dearly, I dearly take thee as my de--” Before
he could finish, the floor cracked and dropped beneath his weight. Zeratul
let out a scream as he fell through the edge of the cliff, falling some odd
number of feet and onto some unnamed pile of jagged contents of some unidentified
pit below in which it was impossible to survive. Thank Aiur.

“Aw, fuck.” Arcturus kicked at the ground in disappointment, and
then walked away.

And then five years later, Kerrigan got pregnant.