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Subject: {ASSM} Mating Practices - Part 4 (sci-fi alien impreg) {Sir Render}
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Chapter 9

Monique was suspended inches over the floor by a soft harness which 
held her arms up with hands behind her head and held her legs with 
knees up and spread wide.  She was more or less horizontal with slimy 
red aliens gathered all around watching as she huffed and puffed trying 
to pass the second hard shelled egg through her tight vaginal passage.

After having had the eggs implanted into her by a female of this alien 
species and then fertilized by two males, her belly had grown quite 
full and round.  Within days the eggs within her womb began to vibrate 
and wiggle.  Hours later she was feeling labor pains and felt one of 
the eggs sliding down into her canal.  It was then that the aliens had 
brought her out of her cell (actually a rather comfortable room with a 
soft bed and a chair beside a small porthole from which she could look 
out into the vast darkness) and placed her into this harness in their 
medical bay.

The first egg had come out pretty smoothly, but the size of it made her 
gasp and grunt as it passed slowly out of her.  She supposed it 
probably felt a lot worse for a woman having a human baby which was 
more oddly shaped and thus not so easy to pass.  It was something she 
would never know, since she'd been sterile all her life, but the 
sensation of giving birth to these eggs still triggered a mothering 
instinct in her mind.

Monique had been well fed during her few days in the aliens' care.  
Although she could not understand one bit of their clickety-clack 
language, they seemed to genuinely care for her well being.  She 
supposed that made sense considering that she was carrying their 
children.

She hadn't seen any sign of her crewmates nor their ship and wondered 
if she was the only one who survived.

The second egg pushed its way, large end first, out from between her 
outer labia.  By the time the smaller end passed out of her, the egg 
was already on the floor. It wobbled before her and she felt the last 
egg begin to move down her vaginal canal.  Suddenly the sound of the 
medical bay door sliding open and the clackity clack sound of the red 
aliens caught her attention.  She watched as they wheeled in a gurney 
carrying what appeared to be a very pregnant human woman.


Chapter 10

Captain Veronica Billings was led to a landing craft beyond the edge of 
the forest.  The impossible size of her bulging belly and the incessant 
sloshing of the frog alien's semen within her meant she had to be 
carried most of the way.  She was light-headed and dizzy, often seeing 
spots before her eyes and hazy colors all around her peripheral vision.  
She wasn't sure what it all meant but she began to think of the 
incident as a kind of dream; some unexpected side-effect of her recent 
hibernation and sudden awakening.  Maybe she was even still asleep in 
her hibernation chamber.

The discomfort bordering on dull pain in her over-stretched belly, 
however, told her it was all very much real.

She did not recognize the instruments in the shuttle craft her crew 
used to ferry her back to their ship, but she reasoned she had never 
actually been inside the shuttle, as it was only used for planetary 
landings and she had always been able to dock at a space port or 
alongside another ship using a passage tube between their airlocks.

The events of the day had taken their toll on poor Captain Billings.  
She was too tired to understand pretty much anything her crewmen were 
telling her and when they spoke amongst themselves it just sounded lick 
clackity clacking to her.  She was tired and abused and carrying a huge 
belly full of alien cum, so she had more important matters to think 
about and dismissed it all.

She rubbed her belly, which felt like jelly, and watched as a thin 
stream of mint green tinged semen ran out from between her labia and 
pooled in the seat between her legs.  The hazy colors in her peripheral 
vision lost their hold on her attention and she focused strongly, 
almost hypnotically, on the semen.  She was mesmerized by it.  She held 
three fingers together as a kind of scoop and brought a tablespoon full 
or so of the viscous liquid under her nose and sniffed.  The odor was a 
powerful musky aroma which she likened to an oiled up muscular male 
stripper or rugged, sweaty fireman.  The cum seemed to sparkle and 
glisten under the lights inside the shuttle and she had an overwhelming 
desire to taste it.

Veronica pushed all three fingers into her mouth and closed her lips 
around them, sucking noisily.  The taste was repulsive but she couldn't 
stop.  Her mind was so focused on the alien cum that she could not 
think of anything else.  She removed her fingers from her mouth and 
spread them apart, noting the narrow, vibrating strings of the cum 
stretching between her digits.  One by one she sucked those fingers 
into her mouth and licked them clean, coating every centimeter of her 
tongue to taste the vile stuff on all of her taste buds.

"My god," she thought, "it's like doing mushrooms at university.  
Everything is so intense."

Veronica was still scooping cum out of her pussy and shoveling it into 
her mouth when her crewmen put her onto a gurney and wheeled her 
through strange corridors to the medical bay.  She began to lose 
interest in the semen as she looked about her new surroundings in 
wonder.  She was certain she had not seen this part of the ship before.  
It wasn't like the medical bay on deck two.  For one thing it was 
larger, better lit and much warmer than she remembered.  She heard more 
clackity clacking as her crewmen discussed her situation with the 
crew's medic, Doc Westwood.

"This one seems unfit for your tests," one of the males said, "but she 
might prove interesting in other ways.  She was impregnated by one of 
the amphibian species on the planetoid below."

"The species there are known for their short gestation periods and 
large groups of offspring," the other male said to the doctor.  "The 
semen of most males of those species contain an enzyme which induces 
multiple ovulations in the females."

The doctor replied, "It is still a very alien concept, this ovulation.  
And long pregnancy common with species such as this specimen poses a 
threat to our oviposition tests.  This carrier is unfit to incubate my 
eggs."

"So it will be quite interesting to see how the amphibian's secretions 
affect her," replied the second male.  "It is possible she will give 
birth within days which will leave her available to carry our young at 
that time."

"Did your men not find the third female of this species?"

"No doctor, the third remains hidden somewhere on the planetoid.  She 
may have found safety in a cave or... she may be dead.  It is 
impossible to tell."

While the chatter went on, total gibberish to the captain, Veronica sat 
up and looked around the medical lab.  She saw another familiar face 
then and was pleased to see her computer tech Monique Jensen, but 
wondered why the girl was strung up in some kind of pleasure swing 
passing what looked like a football out of her pussy.

"Captain!" Monique shouted upon realizing the heavily pregnant woman 
was Captain Billings.  Then she clenched her jaws and grunted as the 
last large egg passed down through her canal and came to rest on the 
floor before her.

END OF PART 3
You can find more of Sir Render's original adult stories at 
http://sirrender.syntheticdimension.net/

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