"This is quite something new..."

the creature said, as it realized her changes. The keen senses of the alien recognized the signs of growing arousal within the girl, even though the monster didn't do anything to stimulate her vaginal opening. Little differences in body chemistry, unnoticable by human senses, yet clear to the alien violator, spoke about her growing want.

You like it...No...but you want it...

it said, almost not believing it itself, but then realizing that it chose humanity as its first mating species, because of their potential for the darkest desires and most destructive feelings.

The aliens claws held her at her waist, making her feel the warm and leathery skin of the creature against her belly, as it stripped her of her jeans and her black cotton panties with its tentacles. She would kick, yet her kicks were useless against the bony carapace and the massive frame itself. This creature was way beyond her weight class.

Witnessing her arousal was something that took the aliens anticipation to new levels. Probably it was not the prospect of fear with her, that had turned the alien on, but the prospect of lust and perversion, feelings its offsprings could also feed on. This was new, yet being a creature that was bred to build a bridgehead in this galaxy, bred to be a pioneer in a galaxy that would fear it for a reason, new developements wouldn't scare it. Instead it became curious, and decided to explore this... new direction.

"You feel the wrongness, yet you are curious... How will it feel...?"

The monster restricted her legs again, slimy tentacles coiling about tender thighs, and parted them slowly, exposing her sex towards the alien creature. Then it approached, and Rachel would see, every time her gaze returned onto the alien, driven by the entirely human need to assess the threat, how its digusting genital closed in on hers, until the glans of the aliens penis almost touched her womanhood.

"You want it though you abhor it... you wan it to end, but if it stops you will never know..."

Rachel’s taut belly heaved even as the creature’s claws fought to contain her, constricting around her slender stomach and forcing her against the wall. She could feel it against her. She could feel its disgusting, inhuman skin against her own soft flesh. Worst of all, she could see its next planned step as its disgusting, alien phallus unsheathed beneath her slowly spreading legs.

“Oh… god… please let me wake up… please just say this is a bad dream… don’t, please, I’m begging you! I don’t want this, I don’t, not from you!” She screamed in protest, tears streaking her cheeks with sparkling trails in the meager light. Her legs continued to spread, yanked apart by the creature until her womanhood was completely exposed to it…

"Your wishes mean nothing to me"

This was it, the essential rape. She would be not much more as a tool to satisfy the urges of the alien. And the alien enjoyed saying it, enjoyed her tears, enjoyed feeling her fear. The begging... All this belonged to the act, the alien felt it. An ancient evil libido, the one that never changed, regardless of how many races it adapted to, demanded it. It wanted to feel her desperation, her fear and her vanishing glimpse of hope... just so it could shatter it. It aroused the alien in a deep and fundamental way, a procreational way. As if deep inside its mind there was a voice saying: Fear and want, Shame and lust... this will be the perfect mother for my offsprings. Yet there was no voice of course. It was merely an intense surge of lust, that ran through the aliens body. It would feel it, but it would not analyse it. It just knew that it wanted to fuck her.

But with her... this sentence... "Not with you..." it had heard it before. The human women used it, when they considered it something special, when the sexual act was more then just the satisfaction of carnal urges. "Not with you" usually meant... "i want to keep it for someone special"

The alien pushed a little further, until she would feel the strange, big disgusting glans press against the outer lips of her womanhood. It moved, up and down, though with the massive frame and from her perspective, it would seem as if the alien body barely moved at all. She would just feel it, the alien cockhead that glid over the entrance of her womanhood, up and down again, the strange twisting and twitching penile limbs, that massaged her labias, and the little tentacle, which grew at the base of the aliens penis, again and again clasping about her swelling clitoris, pulling until it slipped off, lubricated by the alien slime.

"This is your first fornication..."

She would feel it in her loins, the unwanted, yet inevitable reaction of her own body. Feel how the sexual stimulations of the disgusting alien extensions made her labias unfold, while there was a wetness growing. With every movement of the alien body now, she would feel how more and more of the alien glans parted her outer labias, reamed along her inner labias, lubricated by her own juices, and the alien slime. Though the creatures body released creaking and chirring alien sounds, she would still hear the slick and smacking sounds with which her sex was appreciating the alien invader, with every little push the creature made. And then the movements came to a halt.The penile limbs clasped about the glans tightly as if they were bracing for something...

"...and you will be deflowered by a monster."

And then the creature pushed it in.