The Dwarf Aliens had been in a Plasma Partnership since the evolution of the lower Galaxi Quadrant, with the various Vamp Tribes Helping with their Genetic Evolution.

“Only the Strong Thrive” could be the moto of this Amazon Empire of Sexy Suckers.

The Dwarfs loved to facilitate the vicious breeding process, with a deadly post birth tangled battle being, the end result.  Only one of the twins would be allowed to pass along her genetic results.

 

Now as the twinned Birthing Pod pulsed to life growing and finally expanding to full size, ready to spew forth the entwined creation for their new tribal masters, to train in the deadly arts of their Empire.  The Lips of Pod spit upwards, folding down towards the egg like form of the Pod.

The two young Bitch Vamps, already in the development of early 20’s by Arth standards, were birthed ready to tangle, tied together tongue to tongue, clit to clit, hovering and spitting into the other’s maw.

 Nano Bot’s even detailing the knotted tail for their hair.  Twisted together they rolled onto the organic floor of the huge cave like Birthing-Womb that had detailed them into existence, ready for a battle to the death.

The twins used their instinctive  sexual charms at first to weaken the other’s resolve to fight, only to stir the desires of their love hate soup for conquest and victory. Only one can survive.

 

The object was to claw and weaken the other in close quarters catball combat, all the while seeking to sink their fangs into the other’s neck and draw out their twin’s life force.

They tangled and rolled in a wet ball, sinking fangs into a mutual deadly embrace.  A final embrace, with both the Aliens and the Giant Womb monitoring, waiting for only one heartbeat and the inevitable consumption, by the mother womb, of the loser back to the soupy nano world, of future birthing organics.