Okay, this is where things get real. Most of the warnings in the first chapter come in to play in this one. Definitely NSFW and definitely fucked up.
It's been nearly a week since she'd visited the barn, and she can hardly keep her mind off what had happened. The alien had been touching her, and she had liked it. Then she had run from it and it had let her go. Maybe it wasn't quite as determined to have her to mate with and she had shown it she wasn't quite as willing a partner as it wanted her to be and had moved on to someone else. Despite this, Kira can't help but watch the barn, waiting for any sign of movement, but she hasn't seen anything.
She still waited for him to randomly appear somewhere, get inside her house somehow, and deliver some revenge for how she'd run out of the barn so quickly. How she'd run from him. But he'd let her run. He'd let her go. So maybe things would be alright.
Two days later Kira is making her way to the barn. It was nearly dusk, and she had to know. Had he left? Was he waiting for her to venture in and then he'd strike? Kill her out of anger for denying him what he was there for? Kira grips the flashlight in her hand tighter, making her way to the sliding door of the barn.
The air inside is still and stagnant, just as it had been when she first entered over a week ago. It was darker now too, and the goo looked more elaborate than it had been the first time she'd seen it. She steps up into the goo, looking all around her with the flashlight for a sign of the alien.
"Hello?" She calls out, the word vibrating through the air.
She's a few steps in when the barn door behind her slams closed. She whirls around, catching the alien's tail as it flies past the door before disappearing. Her heart hammers in her chest and she swears she can hear it in the barn's silence. Her breathing is ragged, the flashlight beam shaking as she tries to find the alien.
She hears it seconds before she's sent flying forward, landing on her stomach in sticky goo. The flashlight goes flying, illuminating a black goo covered wall in front of her. She feels the alien's drool hitting her back, soaking into her shirt from above her. She goes to push herself up, but a heavy weight on her back pushes her back down.
"Please." She gasps out as the alien rubs its head against hers, hissing lowly. "Please, don't do this."
Kira was ready to die. She was ready for the alien to take its revenge, strike her out of anger and end her life right there. At least she'd gotten to see her dad one more time. At least he'd go on for a few months knowing she was alright. Eventually someone would notice she was missing and then the search would start. Would they find her body? Or would the alien eat her?
She wouldn't ever find out the answer to that question.
The heavy weight keeps her pinned down as the alien shifts its weight back, moving down her body. Kira whines in protest, trying to move, but the weight just presses harder, cutting off her breath slightly. The alien's clawed fingers scratch her skin as they curl around the waistband of her jeans before they're torn off her easily. She's suddenly bare from the waist down, the cool air in the barn causing goosebumps to cover her body. Kira tries to hold her legs together, but they're forced apart by the alien's head, its face pressing up against her mound. She can feel the wetness of its drool coating her skin, the sharpness of its teeth as it holds itself there for a moment. Tears have gathered in her eyes, threatening to spill over. It was finally happening.
A hard, bony arm wraps around her waist, lifting her hips up so she's on her knees. She tries to rise to her hands, but she's pushed back down by the weight on her upper back. The position bends her spine painfully, but that pain is quickly forgotten as the alien presses close to her. She can feel something hard poking at her, something that hadn't been there before. She'd noticed an obvious lack of reproductive organs on the alien, especially after it had made its intentions clear. She had looked out of curiosity and fear but had seen no sign of one. Perhaps it was hidden and only came out when it was time to mate.
"Please, you don't have to do this." She begs, trying to turn to at least look up at him, but she can't see anything but darkness.
The alien lets out a hiss, probing at her lips with the tip of its length. It's slick and covered in what felt like more of its drool. Kira is partially glad for this as it presses into her, stretching her wide. She shifts at the uncomfortable stretch, a whine leaving her lips. The alien hisses in response, pressing in as far as he can. The base of his length tapers out, and thankfully he stops before he gets that far.
The alien is still for a moment, Kira still whimpering slightly, her breaths ragged as she tries to breathe. She wasn't a virgin, but it had been a very long time since she'd done anything remotely sexual in nature, and she certainly hadn't planned on her next partner being an alien.
The alien begins to rut against her, slipping in and out of her. The movement hurts at first, even with the copious slick drool-like lube coating the appendage. Tears fall from Kira's eyes freely, the reality of the situation hitting her. What she had been facing for two weeks had finally happened, and now it was a reality.
The weight removes itself from her back, letting her take in a deep breath. The clawed hands of the alien grip her hips as it ruts faster, her passage opening up to him. The sounds of him moving and her own cries vibrate in the air surrounding her, seeming twice as loud as they would outside the barn.
Kira's cries get even louder as warmth spreads through her, the place between her legs starting to tingle. She felt shame run through her, making her feel sick to her stomach. She was enjoying this. The slight curve to the alien's appendage was hitting a spot inside her that had her stomach coiling tight like a spring. Her cries were starting to turn into moans, the alien's own hisses getting louder and louder.
He starts to press deeper into her, pushing her forward with his thrusts, forcibly stretching her around the knotted base of his appendage. Her fingers dig into the floor, gripping onto the sticky goo-like substance beneath her, trying to find purchase.
Suddenly, Kira's stomach cramps, the alien hitting something deep inside of her. She was almost completely stretched around him, the tip of him pressing deeper into her. Kira feels like she's going to be sick, the cramping getting worse in her pelvis.
"Please, please, stop!" She cries, but the alien doesn't, continuing to press into her until she could feel its hips up against her.
The alien stills its movements, something shooting into her, reaching a deep place inside her. She takes a moment to realize he's pressed inside her womb. The alien shivers and twitches, a low cry-like hiss leaving its mouth as its appendage swells inside of her. No, it wasn't swelling, something was moving through it. It had to be the size of a baseball, moving through to the end of the appendage.
Kira panics, trying to pull herself off of him, but he grabs her hips tighter, drawing blood with his claws as he holds her in place. She feels something solid push into her womb, dropping from him into place. It's an odd feeling, her stomach twisting nervously. She's crying again, tears leaking down her cheeks as a second thing makes its way down its appendage and into her womb.
She's forced still where she is, a third making its way into her womb. Images begin to flash before her eyes. Galaxies and stars she'd only dreamed of, close enough she feels she can touch them. The taste of blood in her mouth, bodies and bodies piling up, enough food to last for years. She's sitting at the top, thousands of the aliens below her, ready to do her bidding as the world burns around her.
It has forced seven in total into her womb. She feels heavy, her stomach aching from the stretch, trying to quickly accommodate the large size of the alien's clutch. One more makes its way down the alien's appendage, the alien's cries getting louder and louder until it lets out a loud screech, the loudest as before, the final egg planting in her womb with a gush of fluid. Kira feels full and bloated, the cramping feeling finally subsiding as the alien pulls free of her. A gush of fluid drips out of her, coating her thighs.
Her body is burning and shaking, her stomach heavy with the alien's eggs. She's rolled over gently onto her side, her stomach bulging slightly from the clutch. More fluid is dripping down her legs, but she doesn't care, curling up in a ball as tears roll down her cheeks. The alien curls around her as it did the second night they were together, holding her protectively, one four-fingered hand splayed out across her stomach this time.
Kira's mouth is dry, and she feels sick when she wakes. The sun is up and it's brighter in the barn than it had been the last time she woke. She's aching between her legs as she pushes herself up, a sharp pain in her stomach making her double over. Her stomach is bulging more than it was last night, making her look five months pregnant.
She groans as she tries to get her body to work, trying to push herself to her feet. She nearly topples over, but a hard body stops her from falling to the other side. She leans against her alien, taking deep breaths as the world swirls around her.
"I need...up." She says, gripping her alien's shoulder, trying to use it to pull herself up.
Something vibrates within her, telling her she needs to lay back down and rest.
"Need...water...food..." She tries to pull herself up but her body fails her.
Her alien catches her, lifting her the rest of the way to her feet. Her body protests, her stomach muscles contracting painfully, keeping her from standing upright right away. She's aching and pulsing between her legs, but she's determined, taking a hesitant step forward. Her alien is right there, following along behind her carefully.
She reaches the door, prying it open before realizing she's naked from the waist down. She glances out the door and looks around, seeing no one before trying to hurry as fast as she can to her back door. It's not likely that anyone would see her, but it would be her luck that the one time someone is driving by or comes to visit, she's walking around half naked. The alien is right behind her, creeping along before following her inside.
Kira rests against the kitchen counter for a moment, taking deep breaths. The walk from the barn had taken it out of her. She limps over to the cabinet, grabbing a glass before downing three glasses of water. She feels incomplete still, going to the fridge and grabbing the milk. She drinks nearly half the full gallon, pulling out the leftover chicken she'd made the night before and eating the entire thing. She grabs the raw beef she had been saving to cook last night and downs that too, not caring that she's eating raw meat.
Finally, after nearly finishing off the milk, she feels satiated. She limps her way to the stairs, taking them one at a time before going to her room and collapsing on the bed. She blindly reaches for her phone, having to do a double take when she sees the date. She had slept through an entire day.
The bed groans as it dips down, the alien crawling up the bed until it can rest its head over her stomach. She absentmindedly reaches out, stroking the expanse of its large head. It makes a quiet, hissing purr at her, nuzzling into her touch. She feels happy, almost. Drugged. The pain in her stomach is gone, instead the full feeling one of pride and excitement. These were her children as much as they were his.
And nothing would happen to them.