Yeah, so, given that I'm still struggling with writer's block and someone suggested that I just try something else, like writing a story about whatever the hell I want. Reading erotica stories and hentai doujins weren't helping anything except for my libido, so I decided to give it a try.

Any sort of feedback or criticism would be awesome!

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Fornacis Prime.

The primary world of Varathus System, also home to four other planets along with an extremely thick asteroid field, which made it an ideal place for outlaws to be hiding within. True to this, Fornacis Prime was once called home by a particularly nasty gang of pirates. Just how nasty were they? Well, they were the sort who lived by the golden rule of ‘shoot first, ask questions later!’ and they weren’t too concerned about survivors; the way they saw it, dead men didn’t fight back and they didn’t file reports. After a long trip around the sector, the pirates would then return to Fornacis Prime with their haul of weapons, supplies, goods, and most especially females.

Such raiding trips inevitably fuel the pirates’ next campaign of slaughter and destruction, preying on merchant ships, supply convoys, and even battle cruisers; largely pumped up on chems and blazed out of their skulls, the pirates would even engage larger groups of outlaws and raiders just for the hell of it, their suicidal tactics and psychotic behavior giving them an edge over the semi-professional scum of the galaxy. Such madmen invariably get new recruits to replenish their ranks for their bloody raids, and new women to bring back to Fornacis Prime as slaves for themselves.

This group of pirates, however ended up annihilated when they made the mistake of hijacking a scientific vessel on its way to a facility, killed all the scientists and the guards, took all the pharmaceutical drugs and untested chemicals they could, along with a wormlike creature they thought might sell for a fortune; truth be told, the captain who was rightly out of his mind thought he could make it his pet and decided to keep it. The reinforced container had proved to be a bitch to break into so the pirates took it with them back to Fornacis Prime.

Back on the planet they used as their base, the container was soon broken apart and the creature toyed with and even fed a rather dangerous cocktail of experimental drugs. Just as insane as the pirates themselves, the beast tore several of them apart before escaping into the wasteland, provoking the stupidly reckless pirates to go after it and hunt it down out of base revenge alone.

The next few days saw the pirates’ numbers slowly dwindle due to their foolhardy tactics in trying to catch and kill a Harvester of all things; especially one that had managed to evolve to the point where it could fight back more efficiently, though the experimental chemicals had irrevocably altered it beyond what it should have been. By the time the surviving pirates returned to their base, even as they were chased by the Harvester, they ended up gunned down by the women they had taken as slaves, the same women that had taken advantage of the confusion to break free and arm themselves from the huge stockpile of weapons the outlaws had amassed.

Between the armed ex-slaves and the angry Harvester, the men did not have enough brain cells to realize that they were hopelessly outmatched, outnumbered, and outgunned, especially when they barely had any ammunition left. Naturally, what followed was a slaughter, the women inflicting as much pain as they could on their violators, though most were much too afraid to go up against the Harvester that were tearing apart what few idiots that still thought they could take it down. By the time the gruesome battle was over, the women aimed their weapons at the Harvester, afraid it would turn on them next. But it did something else, something they didn’t expect; instead, the creature retreated back into the desolate wasteland.

Over the span of several weeks, the women debated what to do and each one put in their own opinion. Many agreed that they would like to return to their old lives and try to see what they could do from on then. Respecting their wishes, those that decided to take up arms and become outlaws themselves, as they had been former slaves and gladiatrixes and pirates themselves in the past, there wasn’t much options left to them. So, using the dead raiders’ ship, the new outlaws brought the ex-slaves to a major hub where they could then ask the authorities for assistance in getting back to their respective homes. The outlaws then returned to Fornacis Prime, where they had decided to use the raiders’ base, their stockpile of weapons and supplies, and build a life for themselves there. They also agreed on a rule: no men, whatsoever. None of them could bring themselves to trust men, not after all the brutal savagery and cruelties their owners had heaped upon them.

After gliding through the crimson sky and setting down in their base, the women came out of their ship and discovered something they hadn’t expected at all. It was the very creature that had ripped through those that had enslaved and raped them. It still took no hostile action against them so they weren’t too inclined on blasting the monster apart. Instead, from what they could figure out, it was pretty much friendly and there seemed to be no harm in keeping the Harvester; if anything, one of the women thought it could be their watchdog as it didn’t seem to like men at all either, and the rest found the idea a great one. There was even an idea to train the monster to patrol the base at night and do the heavy lifting for them.

That night, however, the Harvester’s place in the new pirates’ lives took a different direction, one none of the women could have imagined.

Within one of the largest buildings, the woman who had been chosen as their leader had just stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around her body. She could never get enough of hot showers, especially how those brutes had barely let them bathe often.

“You really like to take your time…”

Nora, the leader, whipped around to look at Arina, both her chief lieutenant and now naked lover. Smiling, the pirate captain shrugged. “You knew that and you couldn’t join me?” She pouted before seating herself down on the bed beside Arina.

“Well… You know,” Arina chuckled, looking up at her captain with a smile in return, “I was watching that thing outside.”

Nora nodded at this; she could understand what Arina was thinking. She still had some concerns as to whenever it was really a good idea to let the monster stay in their base, especially when they had put their weapons and armors away. “I hear what you’re saying but it hasn’t really done anything toward us at all, apart from helping us kill those sonuvabitches.”

Arina sighed as she rolled onto her back, looking up at the ceiling. “So… we let him stay with us, train him to guard the base, and that’s that? I mean, we don’t even know what it’s supposed to eat or whenever it’ll turn vicious.”

“That’s a risk, yes. But there are still more of us and we do still have a lot of guns.” Nora pointed out, though she knew what Arina would say next.

“So did they.”

“That is true,” The captain smiled, “But they were also high and on a lot of drugs, where we’re actually thinking straight.”

Arina, who was about to say something, instead stopped and looked at the automatic door which whirred open to reveal the one they had been talking about, the creature quietly stepping into the spacious room, moving on its spidery legs carefully as if exploring for itself. “Guess you got a visitor, cap.”

Nora smiled as she got up, curious as to what the creature wanted. Approaching the monster slowly, the captain peered up at the Harvester which easily towered over her at close to seven feet tall, though she couldn’t help but feel just a bit tense about being close to something she had seen effortlessly tear through men, ripping them apart limb from limb like one might snap a pencil. After a while, though, she soon chuckled and sighed, bringing herself even closer to the monster. “You know, I think he needs a name.”

“He? How do you even know it’s a he?” Arina raised her eyebrow, wondering what the captain was now thinking given that it had been her who was adamant on the rule of letting no men in their group.

“Because,” Nora turned as she stepped to side, letting her lover notice that the creature was in fact sporting a rather impressive erection, “I’m pretty sure it’s a he.”

Arina, despite herself, couldn’t help but laugh at how silly the situation was. “All right, so it’s a he… What are we supposed to nam-” She soon quieted herself as she watched Nora approach the monster again, “What are you…”

Nora held up a finger at her lips, telling her lieutenant to shush herself before she pulled away her towel, revealing a slender build with gentle curves, the body of someone who had seen a lot of action and been given no time to relax or laze around. Settling down onto her knees, the woman couldn’t help but gulp a bit as she looked at the large shaft in front of her, which was only getting harder and harder, as if the creature was figuring out just what she planned to do.

Keeping herself steady and gentle, Nora closed her hands around the Harvester’s cock, feeling the pulsating flesh against her own, along with the intense warmth and a pungent smell that only drew her closer. Gingerly, her hands moved up and down the length of the erection, slow at first then faster when she heard the monster purr in approval. “Well… I guess some things are just the same, no matter the species.”

Arina, having moved from a prone position to a sitting one, watched with both interest and excitement at the sight of her captain and lover giving an alien monster a hand job, remembering that she was likely quite used to it given her past as a gladiatrix.

Still stimulating the Harvester, Nora kept on peering up at the creature’s face, trying to figure out just what it was thinking still, which wasn’t an easy task since it still wasn’t anything she could read. That didn’t stop her from pushing on however, the pirate pressing her face up against the creature’s shaft, tongue licking at the alien flesh as it moved up and down the length. Before long, she couldn’t resist slipping the tip into her mouth, sucking down greedily on the head as she bobbed onto it, hands still moving up and down. The Harvester’s cock easily outsized those of the men that had forced themselves on her, and while she still hated the idea of being a man’s slave again, she found that she didn’t mind pleasing this creature instead.

Especially given that it hadn’t asked her of anything directly and that she had decided to do it on her own. Choice, it seems, makes all the difference in the world.

A deep growl alerted the captain who quickly peered up, noticing that the monster’s visage had changed from that of enjoyment to tension. Suspecting that it was on the verge of coming, the woman took in as much of the Harvester as she could, sucking forcefully on the shaft, gasping as she felt hot seed spurting into her mouth.

The first thing she could think was ‘God, there’s so much!’ as she worked on swallowing as much of the creature’s essence as she could, feeling some of it ooze out at the corners of her lips before she broke away, gasping and panting. The cock kept on shooting rope after rope of semen, splashing them onto Nora’s breasts and stomach, the captain chuckling as she caught her breath.

Looking around, she could see her lieutenant with her hand in between her legs, fingering herself from the sight she had just witnessed. Turning her attention back onto the monster, she noticed that not only was it still hard but it was now looking at her lover. “Arina… Get on all four. Now.”

Gulping as she realized what her captain wanted to do next, the woman decided to not argue but instead did what she was told, turning around until she had her hands and knees on the bed, a glance back revealing Nora beside her, the captain’s fingers, spreading her pink pussy apart as she stifled a moan, catching the movement of the Harvester just in the corner of her eye.

Though, what she felt next was the fingers of her lover instead, gasping loudly as Nora pumped her digits into her wet sex. The pirate bit down on her lip as she trembled with pleasure, loving it when her captain took charge and did as she wanted.

It didn’t take long for Nora to be satisfied and Arina barely had the time to glance back again, catching the sight of her captain’s hand guiding the creature’s manhood toward her cunt, moaning loudly as she felt the head push into her sex, and even louder as she felt her walls spread apart by the length. “Oh god!” Nora soon eased back as the Harvester pushed more of its shaft into her lover, the creature’s hands closing onto Arina’s waist as it began sliding out of the outlaw’s pussy, only to push back into her, drawing a loud gasp from her.

The captain lowered herself onto her knees as she watched her lover being taken by the Harvester, shouting and panting with pleasure as the alien shaft moved in and out of her sex over and over again, the monster finally doing what it had been designed to do, fulfilling instincts so deeply ingrained into the very cells themselves. She could not help but imitate what Arina had done before, her hand now sliding over her crotch as fingers rubbed against puffy netherlips, wet with heavy arousal. Before long, Nora was panting as she pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy, extremely turned on by the sight of her Arina being taken by a monster like the Harvester.

Arina, on the other hand, was in a world of pleasure she had not visited even at the cruel hands of the dead raiders, their idea of a good time simply being a violent rape and slapping her around. Compared to those human monsters, the Harvester was more of a gentleman as it kept on filling her sex up again and again, fingers squeezing the fabric of the bed and toes curling in bliss. Here, more than the short humping of their rapists that they were accustomed to, the Harvester demonstrated the endurance of its kind, pushing on and on for much longer than either women imagined. By the time the monster had come inside Arina for the third time, the pirate was utterly worn out and could go on no longer; as soon as the cock withdrew from her folds, she collapsed onto the bed, panting hard and sighing contently.

And yet, the monster still didn’t seem tired at all as it turned its gaze onto Nora again, who had managed to climax twice already from her fingers. She still wanted more, however, and here was someone that could truly satisfy her just as Arina had been. Pushing herself up onto her feet again, the captain settled onto the bed, gently moving her lover aside to make more room for herself. Lying on her back and holding her legs apart with her hands, Nora smiled as she watched the Harvester advance closer. “Come on, big boy! Make me feel good too!”

Needing no encouragement, even if it could have understood the human tongue, the monster pressed its slender hands onto Nora’s thighs as it once again pushed its cock into a pussy, filling up the woman’s heated depths and bring out gasps of pleasure from the captain.
She soon succumbed to the bliss of being ravaged by the Harvester, even as composed as she was; something that would have appeared quite strange to the victims of the usual Harvesters, none of which who would have willingly allowed the monsters to go so far without resisting. Neither women, not any of those in the base, had even heard of the Harvesters before and could have never imagined that this creature had been a part of a species so insidious and dangerous as to terrorize the galaxy.

Hours rolled by as Nora and Arina moaned and gasped under the monster’s hunger for their sex juices, unaware that they were in fact feeding the creature and satisfying its need in order to evolve further. Despite how much the Harvester had engorged itself upon the two women’s cunts, it never once reverted back to the darker nature that dominated its kind. Instead, the captain and her lieutenant were treated to what was perhaps the greatest night of sex they had ever enjoyed, being taken over and over again by the Harvester, amazed each and every time at the creature’s incredible endurance and stamina.

By the time morning came around, Nora awoke from her sleep, having been fucked to the point of exhaustion. She still felt quite tired but curiosity raised her from her bed where she looked around the room for the creature. It was nowhere to be found so the captain got out of the bed and approached the windows. Opening the blinds via a panel on the wall, she soon found the Harvester outside, resting beside a tower and with two other women in her crew patting the monster as they talked between themselves.

Hearing Arina stirring behind her, Nora looked back to watch her lover stretch and yawn. “Good morning.”

Arina purred with satisfaction as she too got out of bed and joined her lover at the window, looking at what was happening outside. “Morning, cap. “

“So…”

“All right,” Arina sighed as she looked at her captain. “So, it was awesome… You gonna tell the others about what we did?”

Nora chuckled as she met Arina’s green eyes. “What do you think? Hell yeah!”

Arina smiled, “Figures. Think he can handle us all?”

The captain only shrugged as she hugged her lover. “Question is, can we handle him?”

The woman had no answer to that question. She did say something else, however. “He still needs a name, though.”

Nora nodded. “We’ll figure one out, let’s just get cleaned up and dressed.”

“Then tell the others!” Arina chipped in.

“Actually… Let’s keep that a secret a few more days, I kinda want to keep him to ourselves for a bit more.”

Arina smiled as she looked at Nora, unable to argue with that idea. “Deal.”