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Vas began to move, and Osa�s world dissolved into a rhythm of profound, brutal fullness. Each slow withdrawal was a tantalizing emptiness, her stretched pussy clinging wetly to the thick shaft. Each deep, driving return was a shock that punched the air from her lungs, the broad head battering against the mouth of her womb.
From the side of the platform, Kichij watched, her dark eyes glittering. Her hand was between her own legs, moving slowly over her bodysuit. She saw Osa�s transformation�the innocent curiosity burned away by raw, carnal hunger. �Look at you, � Kichij breathed, her voice thick. �Taking that monster cock like you were born for it.�
Osa couldn�t answer, the thought of her brother's cock popped into her mind for the merest of seconds, and then it was lost to her current pleasure. Her mouth was open in a silent �O�, her hands scrabbling at Vas�s shifting forearms. The Telchine�s pace increased, the wet schlick-thump of their joining filling the chamber. Her small, pert tits bounced with each impact, her pierced nipples hard little peaks. Her pussy was a glistening, stretched-open flower, her delicate labia forced wide and flared around the brutal girth pistoning in and out.
�Kichij...� Osa finally managed to gasp, turning her head. Her eyes were desperate, pleading. �I need... I need to taste him. I need you to...�
Kichij didn�t need to be asked twice. In one smooth motion, she peeled the black bodysuit down to her waist, revealing her own slender frame and the pink cherry blossom tattoo. She moved to the head of the platform, kneeling beside Osa�s head. She leaned down, capturing Osa�s lips in a deep, hungry kiss. It was all tongue and heat, a messy tangle that tasted of salt and shared desire.
At the same time, Kichij�s body slid down, her mouth finding Vas�s massive cock where it disappeared into Osa�s pussy. She didn�t try to take it�it was too immense�but she lavished the base of the shaft with her tongue, licking the mix of their fluids, sucking at his heavy balls. The dual sensation made Vas groan, a sound like grinding stone.
�Fuck yes, � Vas rumbled. Its form began to shimmer, the flesh at the base of its cock undulating. Osa felt the change inside her first�a strange, thickening pressure, and then a second, slightly smaller presence nudging against her slick perineum, then pressing firmly against the tight pucker of her ass.
Kichij saw it happen. From the smooth skin of Vas�s lower abdomen, a second cock bloomed, identical to the first but perhaps an inch shorter, just as thick. It rose, glistening and fully erect, and bumped against Kichij�s cheek.
�Oh, you perfect thing, � Kichij whispered, a feral smile on her lips. She turned her head, abandoning the first shaft to take the new cock into her mouth. She could only manage the first few inches, the thick head stretching her jaws wide, but she sucked greedily, her eyes locked on Osa�s.
Vas�s control snapped. The twin cocks began to move in tandem. The one in Kichij�s mouth drove forward. Osa screamed, her back arching off the platform, her fingers clawing at the padding.
Kichij moaned around the cock in her mouth, her own hand frantically working her clit as she watched Osa being impaled. She released the shaft with a wet pop. �My turn, � she growled. She positioned herself over the second cock, still slick from her mouth. She guided the massive head to her own wet, waiting pussy.
Her cunt was tight, but prepared from watching, from the taste. She sank down slowly, a guttural cry torn from her throat as the alien girth stretched her own delicate, tucked labia wide open. She seated herself fully, Vas�s cock buried to the hilt inside her, her body flush against Osa�s side. She found Osa�s lips again, their kiss now a messy, desperate union of shared sensation.
They were a tangled, sweaty triad: Vas, a pillar of shifting flesh between them, and the two women connected by its monstrous cocks and their own passionate mouths.
Then, Vas stilled. A deep vibration began to emanate from both penetrating shafts. Osa and Kichij felt it at the same time�a strange, fluttering sensation at the very tips inside them.
�Enlightenment, � Vas intoned, its voice echoing.
The broad, plum-colored heads of both cocks began to change. The smooth domes fissured, parting like petals. One, two, three... seven. Each petal was a soft, fleshy lobe, unfolding in a grotesque, beautiful bloom right against the deepest part of them. The petals gently brushed the innermost walls of their vaginas, a thousand feather-light touches that made them both shudder and clench.
Then, the petals latched. Tiny, perfect suction cups on their inner surfaces fastened delicately but firmly to the sensitive flesh surrounding their cervixes. The hold was intimate, unbreakable, anchoring them to Vas completely.
At the center of each blossomed head, a thin, needle-like filament emerged. It was translucent, glistening. With a slow, inexorable pressure, each filament found the tiny os of their cervix. There was a sharp, bright pinprick of pain that melted instantly into a shocking, deep invasion as the filaments pushed through, penetrating several centimeters into the warm, dark sanctuary of their wombs.
Osa�s eyes flew wide. Kichij�s breath hitched. It was a violation so complete, so biological, it bypassed thought and went straight to primal core. They were pierced. Filled in a way no human ever could be.
Vas let out a roar that shook the chamber. The true climax began.
It wasn�t a pulsing release. It was a flood.
Hot, thick, viscous cum erupted from the filaments in a continuous, pumping torrent. It wasn't human seed; it was glue-white, opaque, and copious beyond reason. It filled their wombs in seconds, the pressure building, a warm, heavy weight expanding inside their very centers. Osa felt it spilling back around the shaft flooding her vaginal canal, a hot geyser of completion. Kichij felt the same, a surreal fullness that made her distended belly press against Osa�s side.
The creampie was excessive, massive, relentless. It kept coming, and coming, until it began to seep out around the petal-locked cocks, dripping in thick, pearlescent globs onto the platform beneath them with wet, heavy plops.
Their own orgasms were ripped from them, secondary to the overwhelming act of being bred. Osa�s pussy convulsed around the shaft, a gush of her own clear squirt joining the mess. Kichij threw her head back, a silent scream on her lips as her climax crashed through her, her cunt milking the alien cock buried in her.
They were locked in that post-orgasm haze, bodies shuddering, connected by seed and flesh, when the chamber door hissed open violently.
Olanke stood in the entrance, her blue skin flushed, her usually calm eyes wide with alarm. She took in the scene�the tangled, dripping bodies, the massive, blooming cocks, the scent of sex and alien cum thick in the air�without a flicker of surprise. Her voice was a urgent, clipped command.
�We are under attack. A Subjugator raiding party has infiltrated the resort. They�re cutting power to the pleasure grids and taking hostages.� Her eyes locked on Vas, still embedded in her crewmates. �You need to disengage. Now. We have to fight, or we die here.�
Vas began to move, and Osa�s world dissolved into a rhythm of profound, brutal fullness. Each slow withdrawal was a tantalizing emptiness, her stretched pussy clinging wetly to the thick shaft. Each deep, driving return was a shock that punched the air from her lungs, the broad head battering against the mouth of her womb.
From the side of the platform, Kichij watched, her dark eyes glittering. Her hand was between her own legs, moving slowly over her bodysuit. She saw Osa�s transformatio�the innocent curiosity burned away by raw, carnal hunger. �Look at you, � Kichij breathed, her voice thick. �Taking that monster cock like you were born for it.�
Osa couldn�t answer, the thought of her brother's cock popped into her mind for the merest of seconds, and then it was lost to her current pleasure. Her mouth was open in a silent �O�, her hands scrabbling at Vas�s shifting forearms. The Telchine�s pace increased, the wet schlick-thump of their joining filling the chamber. Her small, pert tits bounced with each impact, her pierced nipples hard little peaks. Her pussy was a glistening, stretched-open flower, her delicate labia forced wide and flared around the brutal girth pistoning in and out.
�Kichij...� Osa finally managed to gasp, turning her head. Her eyes were desperate, pleading. �I need... I need to taste him. I need you to...�
Kichij didn�t need to be asked twice. In one smooth motion, she peeled the black bodysuit down to her waist, revealing her own slender frame and the pink cherry blossom tattoo. She moved to the head of the platform, kneeling beside Osa�s head. She leaned down, capturing Osa�s lips in a deep, hungry kiss. It was all tongue and heat, a messy tangle that tasted of salt and shared desire.
At the same time, Kichij�s body slid down, her mouth finding Vas�s massive cock where it disappeared into Osa�s pussy. She didn�t try to take it�it was too immense�but she lavished the base of the shaft with her tongue, licking the mix of their fluids, sucking at his heavy balls. The dual sensation made Vas groan, a sound like grinding stone.
�Fuck yes, � Vas rumbled. Its form began to shimmer, the flesh at the base of its cock undulating. Osa felt the change inside her first�a strange, thickening pressure, and then a second, slightly smaller presence nudging against her slick perineum, then pressing firmly against the tight pucker of her ass.
Kichij saw it happen. From the smooth skin of Vas�s lower abdomen, a second cock bloomed, identical to the first but perhaps an inch shorter, just as thick. It rose, glistening and fully erect, and bumped against Kichij�s cheek.
�Oh, you perfect thing, � Kichij whispered, a feral smile on her lips. She turned her head, abandoning the first shaft to take the new cock into her mouth. She could only manage the first few inches, the thick head stretching her jaws wide, but she sucked greedily, her eyes locked on Osa�s.
Vas�s control snapped. The twin cocks began to move in tandem. The one in Kichij�s mouth drove forward. Osa screamed, her back arching off the platform, her fingers clawing at the padding.
Kichij moaned around the cock in her mouth, her own hand frantically working her clit as she watched Osa being impaled. She released the shaft with a wet pop. �My turn, � she growled. She positioned herself over the second cock, still slick from her mouth. She guided the massive head to her own wet, waiting pussy.
Her cunt was tight, but prepared from watching, from the taste. She sank down slowly, a guttural cry torn from her throat as the alien girth stretched her own delicate, tucked labia wide open. She seated herself fully, Vas�s cock buried to the hilt inside her, her body flush against Osa�s side. She found Osa�s lips again, their kiss now a messy, desperate union of shared sensation.
They were a tangled, sweaty triad: Vas, a pillar of shifting flesh between them, and the two women connected by its monstrous cocks and their own passionate mouths.
Then, Vas stilled. A deep vibration began to emanate from both penetrating shafts. Osa and Kichij felt it at the same time�a strange, fluttering sensation at the very tips inside them.
�Enlightenment, � Vas intoned, its voice echoing.
The broad, plum-colored heads of both cocks began to change. The smooth domes fissured, parting like petals. One, two, three... seven. Each petal was a soft, fleshy lobe, unfolding in a grotesque, beautiful bloom right against the deepest part of them. The petals gently brushed the innermost walls of their vaginas, a thousand feather-light touches that made them both shudder and clench.
Then, the petals latched. Tiny, perfect suction cups on their inner surfaces fastened delicately but firmly to the sensitive flesh surrounding their cervixes. The hold was intimate, unbreakable, anchoring them to Vas completely.
At the center of each blossomed head, a thin, needle-like filament emerged. It was translucent, glistening. With a slow, inexorable pressure, each filament found the tiny os of their cervix. There was a sharp, bright pinprick of pain that melted instantly into a shocking, deep invasion as the filaments pushed through, penetrating several centimeters into the warm, dark sanctuary of their wombs.
Osa�s eyes flew wide. Kichij�s breath hitched. It was a violation so complete, so biological, it bypassed thought and went straight to primal core. They were pierced. Filled in a way no human ever could be.
Vas let out a roar that shook the chamber. The true climax began.
It wasn�t a pulsing release. It was a flood.
Hot, thick, viscous cum erupted from the filaments in a continuous, pumping torrent. It wasn't human seed; it was glue-white, opaque, and copious beyond reason. It filled their wombs in seconds, the pressure building, a warm, heavy weight expanding inside their very centers. Osa felt it spilling back around the shaft flooding her vaginal canal, a hot geyser of completion. Kichij felt the same, a surreal fullness that made her distended belly press against Osa�s side.
The creampie was excessive, massive, relentless. It kept coming, and coming, until it began to seep out around the petal-locked cocks, dripping in thick, pearlescent globs onto the platform beneath them with wet, heavy plops.
Their own orgasms were ripped from them, secondary to the overwhelming act of being bred. Osa�s pussy convulsed around the shaft, a gush of her own clear squirt joining the mess. Kichij threw her head back, a silent scream on her lips as her climax crashed through her, her cunt milking the alien cock buried in her.
They were locked in that post-orgasm haze, bodies shuddering, connected by seed and flesh, when the chamber door hissed open violently.
Olanke stood in the entrance, her blue skin flushed, her usually calm eyes wide with alarm. She took in the scene�the tangled, dripping bodies, the massive, blooming cocks, the scent of sex and alien cum thick in the air�without a flicker of surprise. Her voice was a urgent, clipped command.
�We are under attack. A Subjugator raiding party has infiltrated the resort. They�re cutting power to the pleasure grids and taking hostages.� Her eyes locked on Vas, still embedded in her crewmates. �You need to disengage. Now. We have to fight, or we die here.�