Copyright 2013, All rights Reserved by Fiona Thompson
Fertilized in Space
“No, please,” I groaned and fought against my restraints. “You can’t do this to me, please!” I screamed, and I cried, but the aliens who had abducted me from the diner where I worked didn’t listen. They just kept going about their business.
I fought anyway as the one big one, the one they called Stud approached me, undoing his belt buckle. I knew that fighting him was useless, there was no where I could go or hide anyway. I was strapped into the inside of a space ship for crying out loud, but I couldn’t just let them knock me up.
Yup, you heard me right. I was prisoner on a space ship, piloted by aliens, and I was flooded with eggs deep inside my body. They weren’t my eggs. They were the aliens. For some reason their females could no longer carry a pregnancy to term and now they were going to use humans, me, to make sure their species didn’t die out.
I guess we were technologically behind them, but our bodies could still do what theirs couldn’t. Grow life.
I had so many eggs inside of me, that my belly was bloated and round. When I laughed I could feel them moving around. Like a bowl of jell-o was stuck inside me. They weren’t normal human eggs. They were round and large, like baseballs. And now they were ready to bathe them in semen and fertilize them. Not just in me, but in all the other girls I had met on the ship.
Met was probably too strong a word. More like, passed in the hall.
We were to be first. I just hoped it didn’t kill me.
Or maybe, I did. Maybe I didn’t want to survive giving birth to aliens. Because once I was knocked up, I could see no way of going home. Even if I could figure a way to do it.
Once my name was Alice. And now I’m being turned into an alien egg incubator.
God help me.
****
I’m not sure how many days ago it was, or weeks, but I remember like it was yesterday. It was a hot one at the diner and I was waiting tables in a pair of daisy duke shorts. My shirt tied up under my breasts.
They weren’t huge, but they were a handful. Something to be proud of.
I leaned across a table to refill someone’s glass of iced tea when someone walked by and slapped me on the ass hard.
“George!” I laughed and chased him into the back of the kitchen. He was good looking, young, and in a t-shirt so tight across his pecks it made me want to have my way with him.
“You were asking for it, sliding your ass out there for everyone to see.” George grinned as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands grabbed my waist and yanked me close.
Our mouths searched each other. My tongue outlining his bottom lip before I went all in, like we wanted to devour each other.
“I’ll see you when I get off tonight.” I whispered before pulling away. Getting off was the only thing I could think of. I didn’t care if it was in a parking lot or back at his place, but tonight he’d be mine.
But it never happened. As I sat outside the dinner waiting for him to drive by and get me, the lights filled the sky. Blue and white hues shone down on me brighter than I had ever seen before, but it didn’t hurt to look at them.
Then, I was just gone. I disappeared and when I woke up, I was strapped to a padded wall.
Eggs Implantation
I reefed my head to the side to look around the room. It was filled with strange alien beings. The kind you saw on TV with the strange shaped heads, but their bodies were muscular. Large. And when they moved, you could see the muscles inside their overalls, flexing and expanding.
The padded walls contoured to my body, squeezing me in place. When I tried to move, they just squeezed me harder. Around my neck was a metal cuff, keeping me in place and my legs were in thick stirrups. They kept me still with my legs wide open.
I realized then that while I was wearing a tight spandex t-shirt, hugging to every curve of my body, I was not wearing any pants. My pussy was hanging out there for all to see.
“What are you going to do to me?” I cried. When no one answered, I screamed again. “Hello?”
They glanced at me like they were glad I was awake and came over. One wheeled a cart. On top was a tub of water and inside were giant lighted domes. Like eggs only large like a baseball rather than a chicken egg.
“What are those?” I asked. Scared, my lip trembled.
“They are for you.” The voice in my head said. “So you can bare our children. Don’t worry, you are merely a housing unit. After we have enough babies to continue our population, you will be returned unharmed. Though you will be fairly stretched.”
I leaned my head back against the foam and wanted to cry. I squeezed my eyes shut. I tried to close my legs as I felt something metal against my leg, but the restraints were too hard. Then something cool and flat slid into my pussy and opened it wider. Like a shoe horn, I guess, but it didn’t hurt. Just burned and I felt a lot of pressure.
The alien slid the first egg inside me and I bit my lip. I thought it wasn’t so bad until I realized it was barely inside me. His strange shaped hands pushed it further, delivering the device into my womb.
“It will slowly stretch your womb.” His voice said to me. “So it will be large enough to hold all these eggs to term.”
I could feel the stretching. The pulling. It was like something in me was on fires. My fingers clenched and I let out a scream as he inserted the next round object. My back arched, my breasts thrust forward, and all I did was scream.
****
By the time it was over, I felt numb and emotionally drained. I was unhooked from the wall and put on a gurney. There they wheeled me down a series of halls and into an empty room. There were windows that looked out into space, but there were no tables or chairs. Not even a handle on the door to get out.
I couldn’t get anywhere unless they took me.
One of the aliens stayed behind to get me settled. He put a pillow like device under my head. Not far away was a mirror, but I avoided looking into it.
“We don’t want to hurt you.” His voice said. “This can actually be quite pleasurable. Pregnancy for our kind is different. It requires a constant stream of semen to keep the pregnancy viable. And I promise, we know how to pleasure your kind.”
Disgusted, I just closed my eyes. I was going to have sex with these things? These beasts? I didn’t think so.
“Pretend you can’t hear me.” He said. “But I will be back soon with food and drink. You’ll need to eat if you are going to survive.”
Then he left me to my thoughts and I couldn’t avoid the mirror any longer.
I was laying on a bed and was covered by a simple sheet. In the center were my abdomen was, the sheet rose like there was a small pillow underneath. Slightly rounded, like an anthill, it pushed the fabric away from my body.
Afraid, I slid the sheet down so I could see my naked belly. It was fleshy and round. Gingerly I touched it. I stiffened a sob. I could feel the spheres under my skin and when I pushed on them, they moved.
Oh dear God. Someone had to help me. Please!
Fertilization
But no one did. I was in space and now my eggs were about to get fertilized. Terrified, my heart pounded in fear. My hands gripped the metal post above my head and when I did that, the aliens clamped restraints on my wrists, so I would be unable to move.
Two other aliens moved in and clamped my ankles to the metal bars down by my toes. It was like a metal cube prison and my body was now in the perfect vulnerable position to be used by the aliens anyway they saw fit. It terrified me. And my heart raced as the alien who was going to fertilize my eggs stepped up.
His large unblinking black eyes studied me as he undid his belt buckle and his overalls fell to his ankles. H
is cock was already hard, gigantic, I watched it stick straight out at me. I couldn’t believe the size and width of it. There was no way he could get the entire thing in me. Not without killing me.
I tried to squirm away as his three fingered hands lifted up my shirt and flicked at my nipples. I stifled a moan, but his palms were warm and as he used them to flatten and circle my breasts, my eyes closed. I saw my boyfriend, a beach, and a million other things. But I didn’t want to be with an alien, so I just pretended I wasn’t.
It worked until the moment came where his hands grabbed under my thighs, lifting my legs up higher and wider. My breath was rushed, erratic and when his cock rubbed up against m pussy, my mouth parted. It was like electricity jolted through me.
I moaned outwardly with pressure and my eyes were forced open as he slid inside me, moving back and forth. So slow, so controlled, every movement was so slight, I felt incredibly teased. Part of me wanted to beg him to move faster. To continue further, but he was so large, I already felt full. Stretched.
He was staring at me and his small mouth fell open. I heard a sound and thought it might be his breath. I didn’t know what he was going to do, but he leaned down and kissed me. Soft and gentle, like a real lover would treat his mistress.
Hungrily I kissed him back. Showing him human passion. The alien moaned and seemed unable to help himself. The speed in which he fucked me was faster, his rhythm perfect. My chest rose and fall with each shallow breath. His cock filled me more thoroughly, rubbing against ridges I didn’t know I had.
I wished I could touch him. I wanted to participate. Maybe there would be time later. I had to hope.
As he drove on, our passion grew until I struggled to gasp for even the single breath. When he screamed, my eyes widened in fear. His orgasm was intense, filling me deeply with his rich, alien semen and triggered a spasm of my own. My climax was so thorough, my entire body twitched like I was having a seizure.
A happy, drugged smile graced my lips. I laid there and happily moaned as the aliens came and put a hand on my egg inflated belly. I didn’t know for sure, but when they started shaking hands, I had to think that it was successful. That the eggs were coming to life.
But I had to wonder what that meant for me.
I wouldn’t have to wonder very long.
****
I gripped the basin and wretched the insides of my stomach coming out like I had just eaten a gourmet meal. Truth was, I couldn’t keep anything the aliens considered food down.
Four days since I was first fertilized and now I was puking my guts out, just thinking about food. My breasts were swollen and ached twenty-four/seven. Welcome to morning sickness, or so the aliens said.
But I refused to believe it. I couldn’t be going through morning sickness already, even if I was pregnant. I knew a thing or two about babies. My mother had six and I was the oldest. I knew it took weeks, sometimes two months for morning sickness to rear it’s ugly head.
But there was no denying I was sick and no denying my body was…
Changing.
Raging, my abdomen felt like it was on first and had for the last twenty four hours. I thought maybe it was in my mind, but as I leaned my head back against the bedroom wall, I could hear my skin stretching.
I grimaced, my hands holding the small belly as it began to grow. Pulsate, stretching out the small tank top the aliens let me wear. I even got a zip up gray hoodie. But pants? I wasn’t allowed any except for a flimsy pair of panties.
The pain was growing and so was the feeling of heat. My legs straightened out wide and I slid down the wall. My back arched and my belly grew. I groaned, contouring in pain as it pushed out like an inflating beach ball. My spandex shirt was getting translucent, it was stretched so far.
And inside me, I felt things…moving. Kicking.
Finally the growth was over. I wiped the sweat off my brow and struggled to my feet. I waddled out of the bathroom and into the bedroom they allowed me. It was spacious with a big bed and a small table in the center of the room.
But I was caught by my reflection in the mirror. How large my breasts were, like giant melons and my baby bump, wasn’t a bump at all. It was like I swallowed a basketball. I touched it and turned to the side, seeing how arched my back looked. How swollen and distended my frame was already.
And it had only been four days.
I moved over toward the bed as the door opened. I didn’t glance back as I sat on the bed and rolled onto my back. My legs propped up and I rubbed my belly. It was itchy everywhere. The fact is, I didn’t look back at the door because I knew who it was.
It was Stud. My lover. The alien who knocked me up so thoroughly. I knew it was him because whenever he was near my pussy began to tingle. My babies needed his semen to continue thriving and growing. That was fact.
And I needed it because I was completely addicted to it. And him.
He didn’t say anything, but positioned himself between my legs. His strange egg shaped head which I was growing to accept, even to love, came down to kiss me. Our lips met and his mouth parted, inviting my tongue into his.
I moaned, my arms wrapped around his neck, my hand rubbing his thick skin between my fingers. “I need you so bad, Stud. Please don’t make me beg.”
His voice laughed inside my head. My eyes fluttered closed as his cock rubbed up against my pussy. It was so expectant and wanted it so bad I wanted to scream. “I missed you too, Alice. May I call you Alice?”
“You can call me anything you want as long as you fuck me like you did this morning.”
He purred like a cat or an engine. His hands pursed against my shoulders and his pelvis grated against mine. I opened my legs and straightened them out wide, even my toes were pointed as his cock drilled into me.
I could feel it inside me. Feel it stretching me.
My mouth parted and my mind went to places it shouldn’t have. Imagining this for the rest of my life. His slave. Pumped full of his semen and his babies. I couldn’t find the will to care.
He kissed me while we made love. My hands moved down his rugged body and found his ass, pushing him into me deeper. I shirked, the pain so intense I saw stars. I thought he might rip me in two while he stretched me. Made every inch of me his
When he was done, Stud laid beside me. On my side, his cock rubbed against my ass while his hands held my growing belly. It grew outward like an expanded water balloon. I cried, thick tears streaming down my face and Stud licked them off.
“Sssh.” He said in my head. “You’ll be fine. You’ll be better soon. You just need to breathe through the pain.”
“Please don’t leave me.” I begged. My head turned, my mouth open and searching. It didn’t have to search for long as Stud’s mouth found me and we passionately kissed, groping for each other’s bodies.
I was horny again. So horny. But I didn’t think I wanted the babies to grow again. Get bigger until it was time.
Instead I spread my legs and pushed Stud’s head down where no alien had gone before.
Growth
My body grew until I appeared to be eight months pregnant, but it was just the beginning. I was stretching out of all the tops that aliens bought for me. Not just in my extended belly, but in my breasts.
They ached to touch and hurt even more when Stud played with them during love making. They were so heavy and growing so large with milk, I sometimes cried out in pain when getting dressed. Sometimes when we fucked, they even sprung a leak and sent green milk spritzing across the room.
With morning sickness gone and nearly a week since I was knocked up, I was always eating. Usually in my room. But that morning, some of the aliens led me to a common area on the other side of the ship. I had to walk slow thanks to my giant belly. My hands slid beneath it to support it and I waddled side to side.
Inside they kicked me hard and my belly was always moving up and down with their own movements. They were strong and large. I didn’t know how long they would grow in me, but I had to suspect
that it wouldn’t be nine months. Or at least, I had to hope.
The room they took me too looked like a cafeteria with a huge buffet line. They took me to a table with five other extremely pregnant looking woman. All dressed like me. Slouched in their chairs, they sat with legs spread wide, their hands all over their pregnant bellies. Moaning in time as they rubbed them. I could see their extremely hard nipples pressing against their shirts.
They seemed even hornier than me.
I gripped the arm rest of the chair and slowly slid myself down into a seat. I ate first as some of the woman smiled at me and greeted me.
“What’s your name?” I asked a big black girl. Her body was thin, but her belly was so pronounced, it made her skin translucent and a giant seam ran down the length of her over extended abdomen. It looked obscene and I wished I could touch it.
“Mayabelle.” She moaned rubbing her belly with both hands, but could barely reach the front. Her legs fell open even further as she began to stroke her pussy. “God, I’m horny all the time.”
Her back arched and I thought she might be climaxing. She looked further along than me and I had to wonder if this was in my future. If I soon would do nothing but masturbate, even when in public.
****
Four days and ten fucks later, I was so large, I could barely get around by myself. Now the aliens kept me dressed in a long white spandex dress. It was so tight against my widening hips and ass, I could barely waddle down the hall and that was okay with me. I didn’t want to go anywhere anymore.
All I wanted was to be fucked, to touch myself, and to eat. Mostly in that order. And since I hadn’t seen Stud in over two hours, I was ripe. So ripe. I would have fucked anything that walked into my room if it had a penis or a strap on.
When the door opened and Stud came in, my giant perky breasts leaked milk they were so expectant. Thick gobs of milk that Stud quickly came and licked off of my nipples for me. I moaned, ready for action. I grabbed his hands and put them on my wide protruding baby belly.
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