The Erotic Bestiary

by Klara Raškaj

  "You ready?" she asked with a chuckle.

  "Oh, yeah," he replied with a smile.

  "Okay--here we go," she said.

  His cock twitched in anticipation as he moaned quietly.

  Apart from his dick, having to leave was probably the hardest thing there at the moment. With reluctant and quiet footsteps, she scurried out of the room, then made a run for it, hurriedly going from room to room opening the doors to see what was inside. She probably had only sixty seconds before Hungry would realize she was gone. Where would they keep a low-tech weapon like hers? To them, it would probably seem like a hunk of junk, so they'd just toss it into the incinerator if they had one. Either way, going down a few levels was probably her best bet.

  She looked around, then descended down the nearest flight of stairs. The deeper she went, the colder the colors of the lights were. Unlike the upper floor that served as living quarters, this one had industrial-looking metal walls as grim as death itself. She figured she'd only find maintenance robots down there. Especially now that the scientists had been imprisoned. Regardless, the hallway gave her the chills. It was too quiet and dark, despite the blue lights illuminating the way from above. But she had no choice now. She took a deep breath and moved forward, reading off the signs by each door, hoping to get some kind of clue as to where her stuff might have been.

  Then, suddenly...light pounding against metal echoed through the hallway.

  Her eyes opened wide in terror, and her heart beat like it was going to burst out of her chest any moment now. With shallow and rapid breaths, she rushed inside one of the rooms, slowly closing the large metal door behind her. She was surrounded by shelves upon shelves of those mechanical arms that got destroyed when Hungry escaped. Slowly, she backed away as she was looking around, praying none of them would spontaneously start moving.

  The metal pounded swiftly above her. Something was crawling through the vents.

  She hid in the back, behind one of the shelves, crouching and trying to keep her breath steady.

  Damn it--why did she have to try to run? Who knew what he'd do to her now when he'd find her?

  Her heart beat faster and faster as the heat built up in her chest.

  No, no, he wouldn't hurt her. He needed her. He wouldn't hurt her. Especially now that she was pregnant. Yeah, that's right. She'd beg him for forgiveness, suck his dick to apologize, and everything would be okay. Yeah. There was no reason to worry.

  The metal ceiling pounded again.

  She gasped and looked up in terror.

  "Maya," cooed Hungry. "Why did you leave?"

  She covered her head and curled up into a ball, closing her eyes shut.

  "My heart is just breaking," he continued. "I thought we had something. I thought we'd be together forever. I was going to give you everything you wanted."

  She should have run. She should have gone to find him and give herself in before it was too late, but she couldn't force her arms and legs to move.

  "Oh, if only you knew the things I'm gonna do to you now." He chuckled. "Do you understand what you did, Maya? I trusted you. I took care of you. You abused that trust. You were ungrateful. And now...you need to be taught a lesson."

  The metal door opened, then closed back up seemingly on its own.

  Her heart stopped and her entire body froze.

  But there was no one there.

  She looked around, her heart aching from how quickly it beat.

  Suddenly, Hungry jumped down from the ceiling in front of her as a bloodcurdling shriek escaped her lips.

  He laughed. "Gotcha!"

  Maya held her chest as she panted, staring down at the floor.

  That motherfucker...he almost gave her a heart attack.

  She looked up at him with a burning glare. "What is wrong with you? You know I can have a miscarriage if I'm under too much stress, right?" she shouted.

  He squatted down before her and stroked her chin. "You're a big girl, you can handle a little jump-scare. Besides, that's what you get for trying to run away from me."

  She took a deep breath as her expression softened into an annoyed frown. "Well...can't blame a girl for trying."

  He stood up and placed his hands on his hips as his smile widened. "Now...I think you owe us an apology. Don't you?"

  Her eyes were drawn to the pulsating erection peering through his white tights. How was that thing still going strong? It even seemed to have grown harder since she last saw it.

  She sighed, sat onto her knees, closed her eyes, leaned forward, and opened her mouth.

  "That's the spirit." He chuckled. "Mmm... I'm starting to feel more forgiving already." Slowly, he placed the tip of the head onto her lips.

  She could have already tasted a bit of precum on it. She moaned softly and smiled as she suckled it off.

  Hungry gasped and fell forward, holding himself up with one hand against the wall as he panted, his entire body shuddering from the sensation. Slowly, he proceeded to push it between her lips and into her mouth.

  He was so thick that Maya feared whether she'd even be able to take him in. But her pussy couldn't help but contract from the inside as his meaty cock stretched her mouth open.

  As he was gliding it in and out of her mouth, his drool from his gaping, panting maw dripped down onto Maya's hair and face. He held the back of her head with one hand while he continued to lean forward against the wall with the other, pushing his fat cock in as deep as he could.

  It wasn't long before Maya became completely hypnotized by his rhythmic and gentle thrusts and his insane girth. She closed her eyes, letting her muscles relax into a state of warmth and mellowness.

  However, it wasn't long before his cock began to bloat again.

  She quickly slid it out of her mouth but didn't by any means stop pleasuring him. She looked up at him with an impish smile and fondled his beautiful, bulbous balls with her tongue as she squeezed his cock with her hand and jerked him off.

  Hungry stared down at her with drowsy eyes and a shy grin, dragging his hand down his face and shuddering lips before biting onto the tips of two of his clawed fingers as he moaned through his teeth.

  Maya smirked and popped one of his balls into her mouth, sucking on it and juggling it inside with her tongue.

  He purred. "I wanna pump you full of cum till it's pouring out of you."

  Soon enough, she pushed the second ball into her mouth, completely enveloping his scrotum and caressing it inside with her tongue as she closed her eyes and moaned. Meanwhile, she kept gliding her hand up and down his shaft with a firm grip as precum dripped from the tip.

  Hungry moaned, closed his eyes, and threw his head back as he used both hands to hold his own weight against the wall. "Yes... Yes..."

  As his cock continued to grow slowly, Maya released him from her grasp and stood up, taking her dress off as she panted with excitement. She lay back against the wall and gave him a glaring, yet pleading look.

  He pulled her into a tight embrace as their lips locked into a series of passionate kisses that left them both breathless.

  Hungry then sat down and lay on his back, pulling Maya down with him. He moved her on top of his pelvis, leaving his fat cock to peer between her legs.

  She lifted herself up into a squatting position and straightened it with her hand, then slowly lowered herself onto it, letting out a long moan as it spread her pussy lips thin. While she was using her own weight to intensify each thrust, her big, leaky tits bouncing, it only took a few to make her pussy relax completely. She leaned her head back, giggling and moaning as she rode him.

  Nothing in the world felt as good as his giant cock stretching and filling her pussy to the brim.

  "S-slow down," Hungry pleaded between moans. "I--I'm gonna--"

  But as pleasure was already washing over her and forcing numbness onto her limbs, she closed her eyes and fucked him harder and faster. She heard nothing and saw nothing. The only thing she knew at that moment was the pleasure in the pain from being
impaled by his giant, throbbing cock as it grew inside of her. Her moans were louder and louder until finally, she screamed as her pussy convulsed and transparent liquid squirted out of her.

  Hungry's eyes and smile widened as his chest heaved uncontrollably. He gripped her thighs and grunted through his teeth as he flooded her pussy with his hot, mint-green cum until it was gushing out of her. Once he'd unloaded all of his seed, he fell back onto the floor, panting as Maya slid off him and sat between his legs and the wall, trying to catch her breath.

  "Okay--I forgive you." Hungry chuckled.

  "Shut up," she told him with a smirk and kicked him lightly.

  "Heh... I'd hate to be the guy who's gonna have to clean all this up later," he added.

  All of a sudden, growling sounded from inside Maya's stomach.

  "Oh, yeah, I never finished breakfast," she commented.

  "Hmm... I wonder whose fault that is," said Hungry with a mocking smile as he gazed at her from the corner of his eye. "I was even gonna make you an ice-cream sandwich with my dick inside for dessert."

  "Wouldn't that hurt?" she asked.

  "Well...yeah, but it will have all been worth it," he explained.

  "Why?"

  He turned to her. "For you!" he exclaimed.

  Maya looked away as her expression softened. "You barely know me. You shouldn't let yourself go around liking people left and right. Everyone only looks out for themselves. You're better off on your own. You can't rely on anyone else but you."

  "Yeah, but...it feels good to like stuff. Well, except kids. All kids are awful," said Hungry. "But my point is, just because something bad might happen doesn't make worrying over it or avoiding it worth it. Do you really wanna spend your whole life alone just because someone might screw you over again? You're doing that to me right now, and I still wanna keep hanging out with you."

  "Because you like fucking me?" she asked with a smirk.

  "Because you didn't give me a reason to dislike you," he answered, "yet."

  "Trying to run away doesn't count?"

  "I'm the one holding you captive." He chuckled.

  "Yeah...you are kind of a douchebag that way," she said with a sigh, a light smirk peering onto her lips.

  "I really do like you, Maya. I know what I'm doing is wrong, and...to be honest...the more time I spend with you the worse I feel for what I'm doing to you," he said, smiling at her. "So, how about this? If your Stockholm syndrome doesn't kick in by the time you give birth, I'll let you go. I mean it."

  "Thanks," she said as she smiled back. "I appreciate it." She then sighed, stood up, and put her dress back on. "Now, come on--let's get you to bed."

  "I can't," he told her.

  "What?"

  "I chased after you and fucked you right after the fight with the mecha arm," he explained. "My body will be out of commission from the neck down for the next couple of hours."

  "You've gotta be kidding me..." she said as her lips drooped into an annoyed frown.

  "That's a big fat negatory," he added, smiling.

  She rolled her eyes and let out a deep, long, agitated sigh as she placed his arm over her and struggled to lift him up. At the pace of a dying tortoise, she dragged him out of the room and into the hallway. "Can you...please just try to hold your own weight up a bit more?" she asked him with strain in her voice.

  "You're so cuddly," he commented. "I wish I could just crawl inside you--all nice and warm..."

  "Uhuh..."

  "I can't decide whether I like it more when I take care of you, or when you take care of me."

  "I think I can," Maya told him. "Ugh--how much do you weight?"

  "Technically, I weigh less than you at the moment," he replied.

  With an angry frown, she let his body drop to the floor. She grabbed hold of his ankle and continued her way back to the bedroom by dragging his body across the floor.

  "Mmm... You do it better than my mom..." he said.

  Maya squinted her eyes in confusion and disgust as she continued to drag him through the hallway and up the stairs.

  Once she got back to the bedroom, with great struggle, she pulled him up onto the bed and tucked him in. When that was done and over with, she threw herself onto it herself, panting from exhaustion.

  That guy...what was it about him that drew her so much to him? Did she just feel bad for him, or did she genuinely enjoy spending time with him? Or maybe it was the hormones. Who would know?

  She sat up and turned to him.

  He looked so sweet, so peaceful as he rested.

  She couldn't help but smile at the sight of him. Back at home, she always worked alone--never wanted to pair up with anyone. She didn't want to have to be responsible for another or have to babysit them. Never in a million years did she even want to think about having children of her own. Yet, for some reason... She...sort of enjoyed spending time with this crazy alien guy. Though taking care of him felt like a chore, somehow...she didn't mind it. She'd actually found some joy in it all, strangely enough.

  She kissed his forehead gently and stood up from the bed.

  A smile spread across his face as soon as her lips touched him. He lay on his side and curled up into a ball under the covers.

  With one last glance at him, she left the room, quietly closing the panel door behind her.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

  The Secret

  AFTER HAVING LEFT Hungry in the bedroom to rest, Maya went back to the kitchen to finish her meal. Once she was done, she gathered some pre-packaged, ready-to-eat food she found inside the storage and made her way to the laboratory where the scientists were being held captive. She approached their cage.

  The three scientists sat in their own corners of the cage with almost hopeless looks in their eyes.

  "Oh, thank goodness!" shouted one as he threw himself against the silicone wall. "Please, you have to let us out of here!"

  "I don't think you're in the position of making demands after what you guys did to me." She sighed. "I've brought you some food. Can you just tell me how I can get it to you?"

  "Type in three-two-six-three," said David.

  "What?" barked the other. "No! Don't listen to him! It's four-eight-eight-nine!"

  Maya shot the scientist a cold glare as she typed in three-two-six-three into the holographic panel next to the cage.

  A small opening appeared at the bottom of the silicone wall.

  She slid in the food inside and typed the same code again, effectively closing the opening back up.

  The panicking scientist jumped onto David, grabbed him by the collar of his lab coat and shook him. "You fucking idiot! We could have been free right now! What is wrong with you?"

  But David just kept staring at him like he was already half a corpse.

  "Kuzma," the female scientist called out to him with a stern look and tone of voice.

  "I have a family at home that's wondering whether I'm floating somewhere in the dead of space right now, and I'm stuck here like a fucking animal because of you!"

  "That is enough!" shouted the female scientist and pulled him away.

  He shook her off him. "He could have freed us right now, but the selfish bastard condemned us to death! How can you be so fucking calm?"

  "Don't talk to me like you're some kind of morality officer!" she argued. "After everything we've done, you should be thankful we're still even breathing! Besides, what do you think would happen if we escaped? Would you rather have Six-Two-Six shred you up and eat you alive?"

  "Don't call him that," said Maya.

  The two scientists turned to him.

  David looked at her from the corner of his eye.

  "What's his real name?" she asked. "From before you brought him here."

  David averted his gaze. "Nikita."

  The female scientist walked over to the silicone wall. "Listen...um..."

  "Maya."

  "Maya..." the scientist corrected herself. "Six-Two-Six--I mean...Nikita... He may have won over your s
ympathies, but he is incredibly dangerous if left unchecked. Especially now that he's regained his full consciousness."

  Maya tilted her head to the side and gave her a puzzled look. "Regain--" She turned to David. "You knew, didn't you."

  He refused to move or look at her.

  "Of course. You must have done some kind of x-rays on him when you brought him here," she added. "You found out why he was like that, and you kept him that way because you knew you wouldn't be able to control him otherwise. But you would be able to control his offspring since you'd be able to teach them whatever you wanted them to think from the start."

  David stood up, glaring at her. "He was wasting his potential away on fucking petty tricks to get his mother to pay more attention to him! He's capable of doing anything he sets his mind to! He has the mental capacity to invent cures for so-far-incurable disease! He can assemble and repair things he's never before seen in his life! He can learn how the things around him work just by looking at them! He was born with an incredible gift, and he's squandering it when he could be saving and improving the lives of thousand--millions! But no! All he ever cared about was how to get Mommy to tell him what a good boy he is!" He approached the silicone wall and looked Maya straight in the eye. "If I could turn back time, I wouldn't change a single thing I did. Not one." He shook his head. "Whether he behaves like us or as a feral beast, he is still a filthy animal in my eyes: selfish, impulsive, and with a complete disregard or respect for anyone's life but his own."

  "He cares about me," Maya argued.

  David chuckled. "Hah! The only reason he's even paying you any mind is because you fulfill his needs. If you'd have put up too much of a fight for him to want to bother with, he would have had no problem cutting you up and using Esfir here instead." He nudged his head towards the female scientist.

  "So, then, what was all that crap about needing specifically me to breed with him?" asked Maya. "No, wait--let me answer that for you. It would be too immoral to use one of your own, am I right? So, you decided to kidnap a lowly human who had nothing to do with any of this to use in your sick little project."

  "It was a sacrifice that needed to be made," David replied with a furious frown.