t this point, there was little Pia could do except to swallow the bitter taste of frustration and defeat. Sure, she kicked and struggled as she was being caught, dragged and stripped, but it was a futile effort, serving little purpose except to, perhaps, give her assailant a better view of her twisting body.

Pia ceased the struggling, fighting down her panic with an herculean effort. Fighting now would only endanger her more. She briefly considered ending it rigt there, twisting her head and cut her own jugular on the scythes embedded in the sand beside her, but she did not.
Deep down inside her, Pia loved life very much. She might appear meek, restrained and oblivious to the world around her much of the time, but this did not stop her from wanting to enjoy life. Even if some parts of it were horrifying. She realized she would rather take a ravaging, if that meant she would live a little longer.

She still would not just accept taking the bestial member inside her, however. Pressed her tights tightly together, she twisted her lower body, offering as little access to her groin as possible. She could feel some of the ooze from the monstrous phallus drip down on her, small drops on her skin, on her tights and on her belly.

"But-but, please! No, it'll kill me, tear me, .. don't you understand.. oh, pleasepleaseplease!"

"It will... it grew for this purpose. Just big enough to stretch a human woman to her physical limits, without damaging her reproductive system..."

The aliens back tentacles that held her ankles coiled upwards, about her lower legs, her knees until they wound around her thighs. The strength she felt, as it spread her legs, told her that it could have just gotten over with it, it could have just spread them with a simple motion, yet somehow... something in this inhuman thing... seemed as if it wanted to enjoy her fear and revulsion, wanted her to experience every moment as if it was a horrible treasure in time.

Then the aliens claws clasped about her waist, just like a human lover would have held them to give him better leverage to enter Pias body.
The aliens body lowered further, between her legs, until the its slimy member pushed against her sex.

"I feasted on the brains of uncounted human males, to get the genetic information needed to grow it. Men that would have considered you hot. Men that would have considered you a good fuck... A feeling that i share from the deepest parts of the internal testicles i grew too..."

The creatures frame moved, mimicking in terrible manner the movements of a human male, up and down, making its leathery and slimecovered glans rub about the slit of her womanhood. The frame of the alien was much too big to discern the movement at first, making it look as if it was barely moving at all, barely noticeable if it was not for the feeling of its genital between her legs. It rubbed, exploited the first signs of a bodily reaction Pia had no control about, rubbed to make her labias swell, and feel a growing wetness of her womanhood, a reaction it knew was unwanted by Pia, yet instinctual, uncontrollable part of the humans fornication. It rubbed until Pia would hear the slick noises of her own wetness too, every time the alien member rubbed about her slit, parting her outer labias, and gliding along her inner ones.

"It will hurt at first, but the first time with me always hurts..."

Then the twitching, insectoid penile limbs stopped their spasming movements all of a sudden, clasped about the glans of the penis...
and then it pushed it in.

Kicking was of no use. Her legs were held too tightly by the strong, almost constrictor like coils of the tentacles. The claws pinned her body to the sand, giving her no chance to move. And with the deadly, sword like appendages next to her head, she would not have dared to move even if she could.
"Mfff! Mffff! Mfffffffff!", Pia made frightened little sounds of protest, having bitten down on her lower lip to prevent herself from screaming. She could taste salt, but she knew not of that was blood from her lips or just seawater.

The horrible, monstrous cock started probing her womanhood. As it rubbed against her, its slime lubricating her folds, she felt her own pussy turn traitor on her, to start to yield to the invasion. And then her vaginal lips started to move aside, to accommodate their alien invader.

And then it forced itself inside.
Pia threw her head back, her mouth wide open as she gathered her breath for a long, wordless howl.

A bizarre creaking sound escaped the aliens body as its phallus ripped through her hymen, almost synchronous to her howl, a howl so deep from her freightened soul, that it almost seemed inhuman too. She would feel the thick alien penis in her, feel the alien features, its knotty surface, its slimy warmth, the fleshy, gristle like barbs bending in her, and the joints of the penile limbs shredding through her maidenhead, tearing it to pieces.

“This is your first mating…”

the creature said in her mind. Given the nature of how the sentences were formed there was no possibility for the voice to sound surprised, yet it seemed like something that could only be said in a surprised manner.

The swordlike prolongations of the aliens mantis arms were designed to be a threat, yet, being positioned like that, they were hindering the alien in what it intended to do. So it lifted them, and shoved them into the sand a few feet behind Pias head. It would become obvious soon, why it did that, because the aliens mouth, this muscle tube with tentacles, could now close in on her face. And it did, mimicking another kiss, making the tentacles squirm about her face, leaving theads and blobs of slime on her fair skin, while she felt it push its penis in deeper and deeper. The penile limbs would already have began to twitch and move within her, as the voice continued:

“You are deflowered by a monster…”

It was a fact… undeniable, yet, even worse, it spoke about something irrecoverable, something that was not undoable. Her first time was a rape. And it referred to itself as a monster. This thing knew what it was doing, it knew how it appeared to Pia. Yet it raped her nevertheless.

She was caught, trapped, penetrated and in the process of being violated. Pia could feel with every nerve, every part of her being, how her body had become the plaything of this fiendish abomination. Her vagina was reflective reacting to each powerful trust, the walls of her tight chamber stretching to accommodate the alien, weapon like penis as it violated her. The pain from the loss of her hymen brought a tone of pure pain to her wordless, primal howl.

The alien fucked her with a strength she doubted most human lovers could have matched, yet she feared it had more power still, yet unused. Her back was ground into the sand with each thrust. Her scream had at some point abated, and became animal groans matching the rhythm of the alien.

The worst thing was not the physical violation. Deep down, she sensed she could take it, somehow. The worst thing was that damnable, horrible, obscene kiss. That this creature somehow dared to mimic such a tender act while it was physically using her in such a way. Tears running down her face, she felt anger mix with the terror. Between her grunts, she spat and bit at Thorax' facial tentacles.

The creature lifted its head, and a roar left the aliens body. So it was not beyond pain. Greyish blood, pouring out from the little wounds her teeth have left within the aliens mouth tentacles, mixed with slime, before the mixture, considerably more fluid now, dripped onto her face, and ran down her chin in small grey rivulets.

“You shouldn’t have done that…”

Two more tentacles grew from the aliens lower arms, as if they have been stored in a compartment between the aliens muscles, just to be released now. They were smaller, not as massive as the ones that grew at the aliens back, but still they had qualities of a slick and slimy rope. While one of these new tentacles slithered about her bosom, clasped about the tender flesh of her nipple, and began to massage it with throbbing pulses, the other one glid down her abdomen, over her bellybutton, downwards until it reached her clitoris, that was exposed, bulging out due to the thickness of the aliens invading shaft, and began to stimulate it with tender strokes.

Humans were a strange species, and their mating was even stranger. Unlike other conscient races they had no real control about their climax, the apex of stimulation was merely a carnal reaction, and not something guided. To Thorak it was as if they were mating to lose control, give up their self control in the arms of the mate. It was meant as a display of trust, but trust was something the creature had no concept of.

“I could have just gotten over with it, put my seed in you, and we would have been done, but now… now I will rape you, until you come. Until your body betrays you, and you enjoy what you despise.”

The aliens thrusts became… more reasonable. It’s strength still sensible as a terrible threat behind each push, still entering her further with every thrust, yet slower, more controlled now, she would feel every little detail even more intense.

For a split second, Pia felt something akin to victory. The creature might take her, hurt her and use her, but at least she had made it pay a price, proved that it was not invulnerable.

That feeling turned to dread, as she realized she had only made it angry. She half expected it to forget about keeping her alive, and simply tear her head off.
Instead it eased its tempo and extended new tentacles. Pia sobbed, dreading whatever it was going to do. She could feel the tentaclular touch on her chest, on the soft flesh of her breast, how they left a trail of slime on her skin. And then on her pink little nipples.

Her sobs turned to gasps as her clitoris got massaged by the other tentacle. It was the tentacle on her breasts that first reaped the rewards, as her nipples swelled and got harder. Something deep inside Pia started to react to the uninvited stimulation.

It had been hard at first, with each push the creature had to part her vaginal walls a little further, as if it was opening up a compressed tube with its genital. Each stroke in her was long, strong, parting and stretching her womanhood further. She would see her belly bulge, every time her body accepted another strong, slow push, and feel the twitching penile limbs squirm in her as if they were creatures in their own right, maggots... worms... something alike.
Her mind would insist that it was revolting, unnatural and unwanted, yet her body would object, welcome the disgusting sensation as something desirable even.
Closer and closer the aliens loins came to her vaginal entrance, smacking and slurping noises audible every time the thing withdrew and pushed in again, and the alien felt it considerably easier to slide its massive member into her, now that its assault was eased by the mucous juices of her carnal reaction. Then it was fully in, alien loins meeting the tender human lips of her womanhood with every stroke, while she would feel the conjunction of the alien glans and the sensitive flesh of her cervix inside her, adding another sensation. And as it felt her growing arousal the creatures gaze gained focus...

"Human sexuality is all about losing control in a long, delightful downfall, yet how abhorrent it must be to know that you are taken by such a... thing... while you cannot stop enjoying it?
"

A new sensation, odd, delightful, like a sweet pain, but utterly desirable, radiated warmly from her womanhood. The movements of some penile limbs in her had become more concise now, and rubbed a certain region of her womanhood with inflamed eagerness.

"You have a tender g-spot. Unusal for a girl of your age. Stimulating the g-spot with a cock is hard, but yours feels spongy and juicy, as if you were born for this..."

But it was only an additional stimulus to those stimuli, which the massive sliding and pushing penis would create in her sensitive clit and her tender cervix, while the sensation of the slick, warm tentacles that squeezed her hard nipples, would pulsate through her breasts.

"You will enjoy this and you will hate it"

"You will enjoy this and you will hate it"

Thorak's words were beginning to sound true to Pia. The initial violation had been painful, and the rough treatment of her tender cunt by the huge, bloated member still brought her both pain and discomfort.
She could catch glimpses of that member from time to time, as it withdrew and thrust, each time filling her with fear and horror.

Yet, her body was adapting. Each thrust brought her a little less pain, and a little more of something else, something Pia could not adequately explain. And it was not all a result of the alien's slower tempo, or its touch on her clit and nipples.

Pia was not used to vaginal simulation. Even if this was not her first encounter with a monster, erased memories and a restored hymen ensured that the only sexual experiences she could draw upon where the ones she had had by herself. And those were all clitoral orgasms.

Now the stimulation from the penile limbs brought another kind of reaction to her, something new and unfamiliar. Pia could feel something working inside her. Deep inside her, something was happening, slowly gathering strength. She could feel pressure building up inside her, pressure demanding release. Yet that release was not coming. Pia's voice was sounding more raw, more primal and more needy.

"Ahhh-ahhhh, please! Ahhh-aaaahhh! Please! Ahhhhh-ahhhh! Pleasepleaseplease! AHHHHHHH! I can't..Ahhhh!"

Please what? Pia had no idea. She felt like she was about to go insane, like her body was going places her mind did not.

"Soon a creature, a monster... an alien... will shoot its fertile seed into your body, and you are bound to crave it. It is so wrong... it is so unnatural..., you cannot desire it..."

Seeing, feeling her like this, sensing her growing arousal and her slipping control, while pushing a penis into her, would take away the control of every being, at least if it had a fragment of humanity left in itself. And the creature that was Thorak had more than just one. Even though their libido was no longer belonging to different beings, but was integral part of the creatures own sexuality, all the male brains it had feast on to be able to perform this act, seemed to shout "Fuck her... Fuck her good...". But it weren't words of course. It was the intensity of the aliens need.

She was wet. All her body had adapted to the aliens size. The creatures penis wasn't even bound to stretch, almost dilate her pussy with every push anymore, it was welcoming, lubricating it with slurping noises. And there was this need that came from the aliens adapted libido... "Let loose...Fuck her deep"...

So the controlledness of the pushes faded, as the thing began to really fuck her, first slowly and deep, but gaining speed with every thrust.

She would even feel additional sensations now, as more and more parts of the alien began to take part in the disgraceful act that was the sex with this thing. Not just the monster that made her belly bulge, even if it was the most prominent sensation, but also the warm and slimy tentacle that rimmed the sphincter of her anus first, before it began to enter this orifice of her body too. First it slipped in like a tongue, not very deep, tickling and wet, but soon more and more of this "tongue" invaded her, and she would feel it deep within her anus, probing, twitching... creating odd sensations that intermingled with the overall experience of being fucked by an alien. But there was also the tentacle that probed her ear cup now, like the tongue of a lover, that knew about the sensitive skin in this organ. And within all this different sensations, between anus, earcup, slime trickling onto the lips, between nipples and clit...the rhytmic invasion of the aliens penis and the massage of her G-spot was almost something to hold on, something steady, something that brought joy by regularity.

But sex is a two way experience. While she witnessed, with growing horror probably, how her body was used to bring pleasure to that thing, this body itself insisted that this developement was desirable, inevitable. Because how could the creature fulfil the very purpose of the sex, how could it finally shoot its seed into her, if it was not enjoying itself? It was the inevitable carnal part of the feedback loop that was sex, and her body would know... and accept.

And then she would feel a pulse run through the aliens penis, strong, like a wave, but unexpected, coming from deep inside the horrible body. It would be the only one for several moments, moments in which the steady pounding of her womanhood went on, but then another one... and another one. Something in the alien was happening too, equally gathering strength, making the alien cock throb, but the alien would know the feeling very well, would know why it demanded release, and why at first it seemed there couldn't be any.

"...then the gap between mind and body, desire and need, becomes too big, it feels as if it will tear you apart... and what happens then? What...happens...then?"

"...then the gap between mind and body, desire and need, becomes too big, it feels as if it will tear you apart... and what happens then? What...happens...then?"

Pia was not in a state of mind to answer such questions. In fact, had she been able to, she would have blanked out that horrible voice altogether.
But perhaps, in her own way, she was about to answer it anyway..

She could feel every millimeter of the alien shaft as it reamed her tight cunt. She could feel the moisture, hear the slurping noises, feel her tights and ass becoming wet from her own liquids.
Her arousal was painful. Half the time she felt like she was just at the edge of coming, the other half she felt as her bladder was about to burst.

As hard as she was reamed, as skillfully the alien found her sensitive spots, it was the tentacle at her rearmost opening that pushed her over the edge.
That alien appendage, halfway between limb and tongue, manged to fight its way in between Pia's clenched buttocks, to push itself past the ring of musculature guarding her anal opening and penetrate her. The anal invasion made everything so much tighter, it made the pounding on her pussy and the teasing of her clit so much more intense.

...then the gap between mind and body, desire and need, becomes too big, it feels as if it will tear you apart... and what happens then? What...happens...then?

Well, if your mind is failing you, let the body take charge.
Not knowing why, not knowing anything except that she needed some sort of release, Pia arched her back. She thrust her lower body upwards, towards the monster, using her shoulders and as much as she could of her legs to add force to the movement. Never mind the pain, never mind the fear, Pia impaled herself on Thorak's mighty cock and the anal tentacle.

"Ahhh-aaahhhhh! Ahhhh-my ghhahd! AHHHHHHHHH!"

And then she came. It was a mighty, primal orgasm. Pia's cunt gushed.

And her orgasm was not over. It was a strong, deep orgasm riding her like a possessive force.

Every strength you adapt is a weakness, if it can be used against you. This was a lesson the hive had learned in aeons of raping, adapting and crossbreeding. Now they have chosen humanity because of their potential to feel hate and revulsion, but also lust and perversion in yet unknown extensiveness... Thinking about the power that such libido, mixed with an aeon old, alien, need for procreation, could develop would ...probably... show Thorak the little tactical error in that calculation.

"This girl is doing things with me..."

was basically the last conscious thought the creature thought, before the primal lust took over.

It couldn't stop. It wouldn't. This was just too good. Again and again it pushed into her, probed her...fucked her. As it felt, how her orgasm made her pussy clench about its cock, felt, how she impaled herself on its massive shaft and its squirming, thick tentacle, the creatures own arousal was already way beyond the point Thorak would have described with "too intense". But well... no conscious thoughts, at least no reasonable ones. Just the fuck. And then...

...then there was a howl, primal, as if it was the mating roar, the primeval roar of lust, that connected all the races and species in space.

It was another pulse, though an especially strong one, originating from deep within the alien body, that carried the hot alien seed. Like a wave, driven by an oncoming storm that was roaring within the alien creature, it splashed against her cervix. And then there was another one ...and another one. The creature was filling her with its seed, she would feel it, though at this moment her condition would turn it into something desirable even. She was mating and her sex partner just came in her. Primeval. Pure.

But this intense feeling did not simply vanish... it lasted. The creature sought for other valves to release the pressure, and so its head closed in on hers for another kiss. Slimy tentacles would squirm about her face, the long, warm and thick tongue would be shoved into her mouth, and involve hers into a lustful wrestling match, while the orgasm lasted. Tentacles would squeeze on hard nipples, while others, in more private regions of her body, would stiffen, relax, stiffen again, feeling as if they were throbbing too.

And all the time she felt its seed gushing into her.

Pia's first climax was hard and intense, and it was followed by lesser peaks coming in like waves, making her feel like she was on a roller coaster ride of sensations.
"Grhhn-ahhh!"

Her head and shoulders were being ground onto the dark sand in time with her pussy and ass being pounded by the large alien.
"Gnnhhh-ahhhh!"

Pia grunted like an animal. Her muscles were all tight. Her hands clenched and unclenched in time with each thrust. Even her little toes was moving in response to the fucking.
"Gah-AHHHHH!"

Even in her lust crazed mind, Pia could recognize something happening in the alien. Its huge member, it was almost like it was throbbing. And then it released its semen into her, pumping her vagina full of its alien, monstrous seed. Her juices and the juices of the abomination fucking her mixed freely. And there were more! Each thrust filled her with more, until her cunt could not contain it. Her butt, her thighs, the tentacle violating her tight anus. All wet from sperm and vaginal fluids.

"Ahhh-mmmmff!"
At first Pia thought she would choke from Thorak's tongue inside her mouth. Then, dimly, she remembered how it had sustained her under the water, and sucked it hard instead. Reflectively, she bit into it each time one of her little peaks hit her.
Pia was getting near her limit now, but at the moment she was still lost in a sea of unthinking extacy.

The orgasm which was shrouding the aliens senses withdrew slowly, as it was replaced with something else. Lika a good male orgasm, it had been one big explosion, one big surge, that was followed by smaller peaks every time the alien felt another spurt of semen pressing through the sensitive hole in its cockhead. It was like an earthquake, and while the first quake happened all over the place, wiping away everything that reason built, the aftershocks were much more centralized, their epicenters much more locally situated in what would have been the aliens pelvis.
The intense feeling, though vanishing slowly, was replaced by something else, something that equally belonged to the male orgasm, and that also was integral part of the sexuality the alien had adapted to. It was pride. The alien had conquered her, it was his seed, his procreation juices, his sperm, that was swashing in her body now. She would feel it in her sex, like a warm and gooey pool, with her cervix like a sink, but a sink that was tensing, opening, tensing again with every peak of her own orgasm.

The creatures movements slowed down, and its gaze gained focus, milky opaque orange was turning into the bright malicious, glowing red again. If it had eyelids, this would have been the moment the aliens would have opened its eyes. Yet, because it hadn't, Pia would witness the horrible change with uninhibited clarity, her myopia, now that Thoraks eyes were so close, would even emphasize details others would have missed.

Slowly the tongue withdrew from her mouth, as the last little bites were barely piercing the thick alien flesh anymore. As the creatures head lifted slightly, the alien tongue bent, and drew a thread made of alien slime and human spit deliciously slowly, until it ripped, and the liquids snapped back onto her tender lips.

„You feel it in you… so deep... An alien came inside your depths, and you were enjoying it, craving it… You even wanted it to happen. How can you ever go back…“

She wouldn’t have known, couldn’t have known. Yet this thing before her would. His malicious eyes were revealing it. She couldn’t be held responsible could she? It had pushed her to it with full intent, made her desire it, made her crave it…

But she would know that it was a foul excuse. She had felt it, it were her emotions, and she had felt them for this… thing…

Struggling was still futile in the literal sense, because the creature held her tight, pressed her into the warm black sand, that now intermingled with the white alien seed and the fluids that were mute witnesses of her own arousal, incorruptably testifying about her own orgasm. But the creature held her, and it would be obvious why. It did so, to allow more and more of its seed to enter her, and there was nothing she could do about it. She would feel the pulses of the alien member in her, dry now, not carrying any seed anymore, but sealing the seed that her womanhood had been able to contain, so the sperm would stay inside.

„And now… what do you feel now?“

It was an evil question, and an obligatory one. It was not meant to be answered. It was meant to stir things up.

The last little aftershock of her orgasm passed, a mere hiccup compared to the ecstatic peak she had just experiences.
Her body and mind marinated by endhorphines, she did not yet feel the pain she knew must come.
Slowly, her tight muscles eased, and she became limp, almost like a rag doll.
She coughed a little as the alien withdrew its tongue.

Sheer sexual ecstasy had carried Pia through an experience that might have snapped her mind under different circumstances. Raw urge had served her when courage would surely have failed.

But now the moment had passed. Had she been with a human lover, she would have snuggled up to him, spent a few moments in silence and enjoyed the afterglow. Instead she had to face the fact she was still the captive of this creature. This hideous monster who had not only violated her, but now knew sides of her no human had known. Thing she had not known herself.

„And now… what do you feel now?“

How could she answer that? She had just been turned from curious virgin into someones monster-whore, how was that supposed to feel?

She would have cried, had she had the energy, but all she could manage were a few tears and some pitiful, mewling moans.