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A long, heavy shadow draped itself over Amanda's shoulder. She trembled where she stood. Eyes pulled wide, her knuckles were white as she gripped the door frame. Her hair fluttered as a breath rattled against her nape. Amanda's own voice was the most delicate whimper as, ever so slowly, she dropped her gaze.
The sharpened tip of an alien appendage slipped down towards her chest. Glistening with an oily sheen, the prehensile tail slithered over the curve of Amanda's collar bone. The rustle of friction against her tank top vest accompanied the soft hitch in her throat. Lips quivered as the black spike pressed down between her breasts, drawing the fabric tighter around her chest. Faintly, two small bumps were outlined by black cotton. Amanda swallowed a gasp behind clenched, shuddering teeth as the tail slipped lower.
The hem of her vest was cut off just above her belly button, leaving a small amount of skin exposed between it and her crotch. Her breath was ragged, her bulging eyes straining to look down as the tapered appendage flattened against her body. It was cold against her naked flesh. A high pitched whine escaped Amanda's throat as it hooked its tip into her panties. Her body shook as a sharp hiss washed over the shell of her ear. Mounting panic squeezed away control of her bladder. Amanda slowly pissed herself. She felt it, warmth trickling wetly down the inside of her leg. Her knees were trembling as the invisible edge of a black spike effortlessly sliced through her damp underwear.
The engineer's eyes snapped up, spotting the flamethrower lying on the floor on the other side of the common room. Tattered black cotton slipped down her thighs with the merest whisper. The back of her neck was hot, the skin above her naked, urine-soaked sex cold with foreign moisture. The creature rattled as its tail probed lower, between her thighs. And Amanda finally screamed.
An alien shriek filled the room, terrible and cutting right through to her primal core. Amanda had barely taken two panicked strides before something slammed into her back and sent her sprawling. She was up again in a furious heartbeat, on hands and knees scrambling across the floor towards the flamethrower she'd foolishly, foolishly left behind. Until a cold grip latched onto her ankle.
Amanda didn't scream when she was dragged backwards. Her voice was a chorus of desperate prayers as an ominous shadow loomed above her. "Please, please, please," she whimpered, heedless of the creature's strength, of the futility of her efforts when she tried to claw forward again. It let her. Amanda murmured over and over, stretching a shaking hand over the threshold of the room - and then she screamed, when her grasping fingers were pulled away from her only saving grace.
Yanked backwards even further this time, Amanda was spun over onto her side. She lay there with an arm trapped underneath her body as a monster, a black, horrifying nightmare crawled towards her. It should be dead. It should have been trapped on a jettisoned section of the station and crushed in KG348's gravity well. Instead, it was here, the common room's weak, flickering light sloping across the long, sleek dome of its head. It was alive, impossibly, and Amanda knew that soon she no longer would be.
She mewled like a child as the creature advanced on her, tail slinking along behind it. Tap, tap, tap; the sound of its claws against the floor, unnervingly quiet for such a hulking monster. It was massive, filling her vision, owning every scrap of her attention with a frightening presence that shut down all but Amanda's primitive brain. She was bathed in cold sweat, every muscle locked tight as the creature, the Alien, brought its snarling jaws to within inches of her face.
There was no personnel locker door to stand between her and it as it sniffed. There was nothing to cower behind as thick strings of drool broke beneath their weight and fell to stain her vest. Amanda's wide, unblinking eyes did not shift when the monster bowed its head to her heaving chest, staring straight ahead past the freakish, tubular formation rising out of its back. Its slender arms corded with lean, yet powerful muscle were set to either side of her body as the creature dipped further, issuing a rattling hiss as it sniffed at her stomach.
In her present position, Amanda had her right leg crossed awkwardly over the other, pointing her crotch to the left. Curving its neck and tilting its head, the Alien gave her thighs a prolonged sniff. Its hiss as it raised its long, domed head was like a low, husky drawl. And then, from underneath the creature, Amanda heard a dull thump. Her eyes snapped down as something flopped heavily onto the floor.
Almost immediately afterwards, the young woman let out a choked, horrified cry.
A drab, murky shade of green, a long, flaccid length of meat roughly oblong in shape hung between the monster's legs. Still on all fours, emerging from god knew where, the organ pooled onto the floor, curving prominently to the left. And then it twitched. Like a worm with its head sliced off, the length of flesh twitched with a sudden, erratic movement, and with it the creature filled the room with its hiss.
Amanda didn't know what sound left her lips in that moment. The monster's screech answered it as she turned and threw herself forwards on hands and scraped knees. She screamed when it leapt on top of her and knocked the young woman flat on her stomach, upper torso halfway into the room with the flamethrower lying only inches away. Her hand scrabbled desperately for it, reaching, reaching - until the dark spike of the creature's tail curved over her and flicked it out of sight. Amanda stared at the spot where it had lain, mouth open in gaping silence. She cried out when the monster's huge phallus slapped down onto her lower back.
Now the young woman understood how densely muscled the organ was. It felt far heavier than it ought to, like a leaden weight. Lying on her front with her legs extended behind her, the creature's length rested atop the plush mounds of Amanda's ass, now thoroughly unencumbered. The crown of the phallus sat in the dip of her lower back, smearing, she felt, warm gloop onto her skin. The organ wriggled, sheer heft pressing it down into the crack between Amanda's cheeks. The creature hunched over her. The head of its penile flesh dragged backwards, slipping into her soft, posterior crevice.
Amanda yelped sharply. "No! No don't!"
She screwed her eyes shut when the monster screeched in her ear. When she opened them again, she wished she hadn't. The large, curved head leaned over her, parted jaws drooling onto the floor. Amanda started in fright when what could only be the creature's tongue extended from its mouth, flinching back as a smaller set of no less lethal teeth snapped at the air. And then it reminded her of its intent when a thick, slimy length of muscle squirmed deeper into her cheeks until something was pressing against her anus.
Amanda stared straight ahead with wide eyes, breathing hard and fast through clenched teeth. Her hands were curled into white-knuckled fists and she didn't know what to do with them. Panic was crashing through her body, desperation clawing apart her sensibilities. The creature gave a deadly, rattling hiss the moment she moved her arm, first to try and pull herself forward, though to what end she had no idea. She just had to get away; she had to do something. But something became nothing when that disgusting tongue darted out and bared glistening jaws in her face.
Amanda began to cry.
"Wait," she begged. "Please. No, no, no!"
The monster, didn't wait.
The young woman wheezed heavily as an alien cock burrowed itself into her tight, puckered hole. A long, choked whine escaped her lips as the crown forced its way through her ring of muscle. Tears rolled down her cheeks as conflicting instincts fought within her. Every inch of the creature's ruthless, sickening penetration drew biting gasps of discomfort from Amanda, yet she feared what would happen should she try and stop it. The thought of even touching it sent nausea rolling through her stomach. She was trapped and at an utter loss.
Besides, now it was too late. The creature was close to bottoming out inside her.
Amanda was fortunate her experience with toys included a number of adventurous forays into anal pleasure. Not that what she was feeling right now was anything close to good. She was simply lucky not to be outright torn open. Her pillowy cheeks were squashed beneath the creature, the burden of its sleek, black carapace cold and heavy. Amanda bowed her face to the floor, clenching her jaw. She winced harshly with every obscene movement of the phallus buried inside her, even when air whistled between her teeth as she did her best to relax her muscles. Lifting its head, the alien hissed. Amanda didn't know why she thought it sounded confused, disgruntled. The way it had her pinned to the ground made her far tighter than was remotely comfortable.
Pain momentarily overrode fear and a gasping Amanda slowly pulled forward her left knee up to the side of her body. A choked cry echoed off the floor as she carefully reached back and sank her fingers into a fleshy globe, pulling her cheek aside. The feeling of her ass opening up was a vivid moment of relief, even with a last inch of alien cock wriggling into her stretched hole. Breathing through clenched teeth, the young woman tasted salt on her lips. Her right hand was curled into a fist, nails cutting into her palm. She lifted her eyes as the creature rattled above her -
And almost screamed when a large, black hand wrapped around her head.
Hair tangled in its grip, the monster pushed Amanda's face to the floor and started to fuck her.
Her right cheek shoved into a puddle of her own spit, Amanda screwed her eyes shut. The creature's fingers felt like the legs of a spider laced across her face. The only reason she failed to cry out loud as it raped her was the spindly digit curled over her lips. She didn't dare open them. Locked in her throat, her voice was a piercing whine jolted higher with each awful, nauseating movement of the organ claiming her rectum. Her stomach clenched as tightly as her teeth, Amanda lay beneath a monster and prayed it would be all over soon.
It fucked into her like no human man ever could. The Alien didn't thrust with its body; rather it continually ground its weight down onto Amanda. With a will of its own, the full length of the creature's thick cock rummaged around deep inside her. Amanda didn't have a single clue what it was looking for. The sensation felt horrible, more so when the organ copiously oozed slime and squirmed frantically against her walls. Worse was when the phallus began to piston into her, but rather than being facilitated by the movement of the hips, it felt to Amanda like the organ compressed itself, squeezed down towards the base before shooting forward with a forceful release of speed. And it repeated the action over and over again, punching deeper and deeper and -
"Oh god," Amanda groaned raggedly.
She was disgusting, and her body was a wretched traitor. Her nails had etched red lines into the flesh of the cheek they harshly gripped and her spine was most definitely curved. Drool splattered onto the back of her vest as the Alien fiercely hissed, and without realising Amanda had lifted her own hips to push backwards. To anyone observant enough, they would have seen the tightness in the young woman's face subtly change, flickering between pain and horror to something more, something desperate.
Choked moans left her lips as her teeth unclenched. Amanda fought to bite back every last one, but she was being betrayed by her body. Her tight, anal passage, slick with slime, squelched to the pummelling rhythm of an alien cock, and there was little Amanda could do to stop the rising crest blooming outward from her core. It was tinged with fear, with terror, and still it grew, tensing the muscles in her limbs, making her chest heave into the floor and her skin hotly itch all over with the need for release.
It came suddenly, and so did she, with a cry so taut Amanda thought she would burst. She clenched her teeth so hard her head vibrated in the creature's grip. And as the orgasm tore forcefully through Amanda her body clamped down like a vice on the creature's organ, with a grip so powerful as her walls pulsed and contracted it loosed a piercing shriek and pulled itself out of her.
It left her shuddering on the floor, trembling from head to toe in a euphoric daze. Amanda's eyes rolled up into her skull, her voice dumbly leaving her lips. Not a single coherent thought remained in her head and her limbs had turned to jelly. She was lost, for a precious moment, in a world where nothing but the intense physical pleasure rolling through her body existed. And then something cold, smooth and hard nudged between her legs.
Amanda whimpered, both in the wake of her climax and renewed fear as the Alien sniffed at her wet, sopping cunt.
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