Night Time Tryst (Worm AU)

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Taylor woke in a hot sweat, the warmth of the bed enough to make it uncomfortable even if she wasn’t as wet as water down there, her hard nipples scratched against her night time shirt, her core thrumming with unstable sexual energy and her breathing came out hard and ragged. Her eyes sprang open as her arms shifted, one sliding down to her soaking lower lips, while the other reached for the edge of the comforter, practically tossing it off of her, her legs kicking it the rest of the way. As she did so her mind was bombarded with a cavalcade of lustful thoughts, and a need to reach her closet. After all that’s where she hid her toy box. 

Rolling off the bed to her feet, Taylor’s eye caught the time as she started stumbling to her closet. 

2 am.

She shouldn’t be up but that thrumming need had to be satisfied, the thought of letting it sit and burn itself out never even crossing her mind, instead, she needed it doused. In the past, she had usually done it with her sex toys and whatever sex related items she could sneak into her chest. When in this kind of sexually deviant heat, she’d use everything she had, cuffing herself to the bed, vibrators taped to every part of her, or she’d bind herself giving herself only the option of riding a dildo she set up until she finally came hard and was left exhausted. For the later scenarios she’d even stolen a strong plate from the kitchen to use as a base for her suction cup dildo Mom had gotten her as a joke present. It was still a joke, but that was only compared to what she was grabbing from the closet these days. 

Practically throwing her closet door open with no concern for those still sleeping, Taylor groped for the case she knew was in the back of her closet. Her hands found purchase on a nice large bevelled box and pulled it out. She didn’t waste time with a code, the dials on it were already set to the right numbers anyways. With a flick of the buttons, the case’s latches opened, and Taylor reached within. 

Practically throwing her dildos, her butt plugs, and whatever else she had aside, Taylor reached right for the bottom of the case. She was so desperate now she couldn’t settle for anything else. At least, that was what she told herself as she reached for her most extreme toy. Pulling it up past a few toys she hadn’t bothered to throw from the box, Taylor lifted up a mask. 

The thing was a latex fetish mask shaped like a dog’s head with a large pink blindfold that went over the eyes of the thing. It even had cute little ears on top of it that worked when the mask was on. Turning it, Taylor didn’t hesitate to bring the mask to her face, ignoring the pink tentacles from the supposedly leather blindfold suddenly reaching for the back of her head as well as the black mass pouring forth from the mask. 

Just as the mask started to secure itself, Taylor felt a cock begin to form at her mouth. Taylor didn’t hesitate to open her mouth and slide her lips around it, pushing it into herself further, her teeth meeting the bulb of the canine like cock before opening her mouth wider. Taylor moaned slightly as she did so, feeling the cock sliding just a bit into her throat and then resting there. Were it not tinker tech it might have been enough to suffocate her, but Mom knew what she was doing. 

At the same time as Taylor took the faux phallus in, the pink tendrils sunk themselves in around the back of her head, securing themselves and hardening, all the while she could feel the black mass starting to spread across her body. Without hesitation, Taylor pulled her pyjamas off while the bio latex did its thing. Taylor could already feel the stuff as it spread across her chest, pausing there a moment as her breasts started to grow, bulging out until they each were as big as her head. As her shirt passed, it briefly touched a nipple and Taylor shuddered as the sensation spread through her now partially living latex body as it directly interacted with her brain. 

Dad putting her in front of some Star Trek had certainly helped her figure out some of Mom and Dad’s techno babble when they talked about their tinkering.

Moaning some more, Taylor brought her hands up to her breasts, the black mass of living latex having already reached her fingers as more spread across her hips, making them plump and juicy while filing her out like a bimbo. Taking hold, Taylor moaned into the canine cock in her as she started to fondle her nice big and bountiful chest, something she wished she could keep forever. 

Unfortunately neither Mom nor Dad would let her… yet. They’d let her keep this mask after she kept stealing it from their lab, so they’d cave eventually and let her be the latex bimbo girl she wanted to be. 

As the latex spread over her crotch, Taylor felt it press into her, a thick phallus suddenly forming to slide into her crotch while a tendril practically speared her ass, filling her up and undulating in her. Taylor cried out in delight, falling down and crashing onto her chest as her hips bucked and tried to press against those things fucking her, sending waves of familiar pleasure through her as waves upon waves of it speared headed an assault on her already lust clouded mind. 

Meanwhile she felt something form around her neck, the posture collar for her taking shape of the same pink material as the “blindfold”. The collar on her stiffened, and Taylor’s head was suddenly rooted and kept looking straight. She couldn’t look down if she wanted to at her bulging breasts, but that just meant she had to assume the proper position when sucking someone off. Just as the thought occurred, Taylor suddenly sucked in a breath from her mouth, the dildo having finally hollowed out, ending up an extension of her mouth with thick, dick sucking lips at the end of her snout. With her tongue Taylor slit it into a slit meant for tongues, letting her tongue rest inside of the cavity made by the hollow dildo. 

Taylor’s fingers started to shift as well, being pulled in until they curled up, with her hands now looking more like puppy paws than human hands. They didn’t even let her use her opposable thumbs which was fine by her as she didn’t really need them. Reaching down, Taylor’s hands found her thighs and pussy, pressing into her lips down there, trying to get some relief as she rubbed herself. She let her need for pleasure take over, and for a while become a writhing, mess on the floor. 

As she did so, her vision of the outside world started to shift and disappear, turning into a swirl of pink and black, as whispers started to fill her head. The swirls, flashes, and images flew by too fast to properly perceive, moving in memetic ways that Taylor knew was altering her thinking, was making her into the perfect submissive and slutty puppy slut for Mistress Mommy and Master Daddy. She knew exactly what was going on, and revelled in it, loving how aroused it felt to think about her Master and Mistress, and how best to serve them. 

As she squirmed on the floor from the pleasure, her paws pressing into her crotch and pushing the dildo deeper it only was edging her rather than letting her cum. Somehow Mom had made it that the dildo, while fun, also kept her from cumming while it was in and Taylor could do nothing about it. Her paws kept her from gripping onto it both from her lack of opposable thumbs, and from how the latex had little friction with itself. Only two people could deal with it… well really anyone could, but her young sibling masters were too young to show them such a deviant sight. Well, maybe her little perverted Master Tyler was old enough, but considering what she’d found on his computer, he would more likely end up joining her in service to Mistress Mommy and Master Daddy. Plus, Mistress Mommy and Master Daddy has given her strict instructions to come straight to them when she felt such urges and transformed herself like this.

Pushing herself up back to two legs, Taylor started to walk to her door, her newly acquired puppy tail wagging vigorously. As she walked, the thing in her ass kept fucking her, making the slutty puppy slave walk funny, rolling her hips as she did so, wishing that the suit didn’t give her a thigh gap as she walked so she could give herself a bit of extra stimulation, but alas, it did and she had to suffer through it. 
 
 As Taylor came to the door to the basement, she paused and used her whorish latex lips to grab a key from the key bowl and then used her paws to slide it into the basement door. It opened with a creak before Taylor placed the key back and then entering into the basement. Of course she shut the door behind her and then proceeded to walk downstairs. 

The basement had changed a lot since she was a tiny tot. Gone were all of the storage boxes and other such things, now it was all benches and vats full of mostly black latex. Mistress was in the corner working on something that looked important. Master looked like he was doing some research on the terminal he had down here. Without hesitation, Taylor fell to all fours, and started to crawl towards him. Her mischievous mind having her crawl to the side of the row of work tables and then underneath them until she was still undetected beneath the table Master Daddy was researching at. 

Her mouth watering around the canine like dildo, Taylor began to crawl forth, and as she reached her Master in his sweats and shirt, she propped herself up in a squat, reached forth with her paws and then pulled his pants down. 

“Wha- hey!” he cried out for a moment before Taylor leaned forth and pressed his cock into her waiting mouth. The hollow dildo was always lubed up from the spit that leaked into it, and thus it slid in easily. Taylor moaned as the canine cock in her mouth became that much harder while her tongue started to taste his thick cock. Master was already a bit hard and so she could taste a bit of his pre on her tongue and it was divine. If she could she’d have just continued this, sucking her Master’s dick whenever he was doing research and working on his tinkering, relieving any stress he might be feeling. 

“Danny?” Taylor heard Mistress Mommy ask, and Master Daddy gave an exasperated groaned.

“It’s just Taylor again,” he said, and Taylor could imagine him shaking his head before his hand came down and started to pet her head, ruffling her latex ears with a bit of affection. 

“Hey girl, couldn’t sleep again?” he asked, and Taylor pulled herself off his cock to nod at her Master. She made a pathetic sound to go with it as she heard Mistress Mommy let out a sigh. She heard the soft padding as Mistress’ slippered feet made their way over to Taylor, the living latex tinker looking down at her with a soft smile as she shook her head.

“Oh Taylor, what are we going to do with you?” she asked, joining with Master in petting her as Taylor’s tail wagged even harder as her nipples hardened as well. Mistress going a bit further than Master and reached down, tweaking a sensitive nipple. Taylor let out a slight squeak as she did so, her pussy twitching at the feeling. 

“Well I’ll get the stuff ready then, Danny, be a dear,” Mistress said and Master chuckled before reaching for a drawer and pulling out a leash. In a swift move, he clipped it onto Taylor’s collar, and got up before pulling on it slightly. On all fours, Taylor crawled from beneath the bench, her toys continuing to fuck her lower holes, her mouth continuing to fill up with more saliva as she panted. Master Daddy was going to fuck her~!

Mistress pulled a mat from the edge of the room and placed it in the center. Master’s slight tugs brought Taylor atop it, and as she reached the middle, master called out:

“Present,” and thus Taylor dropped to the floor, her lovely breasts pressing into the mat, her head looking straight up to Mistress’ gravid and robed form as she sat back in her chair. While sitting her robe opened and revealed a similar living latex undersuit to Taylor’s. With a few buttons, and a moan from Mistress, Taylor knew that her suit was fucking her like Taylor’s was. Only Mistress Mommy was allowed to cum from it while Taylor wasn’t. Then as she sat there, she started typing on a side computer that was connected to a headset and other device, likely preparing the hypnosis reversion program, as well as the living latex kill signal specifically keyed for Taylor’s suit.

As Mistress Mommy did that, Taylor felt Master Daddy land on the mat, standing on his legs as his hands came down on Taylor’s ass. Taylor let out a surprised cry, feeling a slight sting from the sensation that just got her engine revving, her pussy twitching as a slight wave of pleasure came through. Though unfortunately, Master didn’t keep spanking his naughty puppy slut. Rather his big strong hands spread her cheeks, and he reached down for the dildo plugging her up. 

Taylor moaned as the plug was pulled from her, her walls squeezing around the faux cock as it slid out of her, and the obstruction was gone. Taylor breath started to grow ragged, and she started to let her ass sway from side to side. Master Daddy was going to fuck her and make her feel so good~!

“Heh, how’d it come to this Anne? Where I’ve got my wonderful, sexy daughter demanding to be our little sex slave, a beautiful wife, three more kids, with another on the way?” Master Daddy asked as Mistress shrugged.

“Not sure Danny, but my best guess is that it all started with you wanting that threesome with my sister,” she said as Master Daddy chuckled again before Taylor felt his cock start to enter her. The puppy slut let out a long drawn out moan as he slid in slowly. His big, thick, monstrous cock filling Taylor up perfectly as he stretched her out with each inch he slid in. Taylor’s eyes lost focus and she could feel her tail wagging erratically, showing off her delight as Master Daddy used her as his personal sex toy, fucking her burning pussy with his cock. 

His cock rather than dousing the lustful heat in her only inflamed it however, making her want more, and like a man dying of thirst, Taylor started to rock her hips back into him. She almost expected another spank from him on her thick and juicy bottom, but instead he merely gripped into her lovely thick latex ass, and started to help her along, slamming her hips into his, his cock filling her up as they’re fucking quickened. 

Taylor’s moans grew in volume, each cry louder than the last as she tried to grab at the mat with her hands and failed to do so, the pleasure continuously blooming and increasing in intensity as the living latex worked to help her Master in fucking her. The latex suit, at least in the configuration that Taylor was trapped in, made every instance of sex feel like it was the best thing ever. Even a micro penis could be felt like the girthy cock of sex god, up to a point. Even then she was still being rammed by the thing in her ass, filling her rear to the brim as it continued to thrust into her over and over, synchronising with Master Daddy and making sure she was always being filled. It turned the waves of pleasure into a monsoon of sexy sensual sensations sliding up from her crotch into the rest of her body. The pleasure filled her mind with nothing but a lustful fog, clouding her mind and leaving her moaning on the floor.

Master Danny increased the speed of his humping as slapping filled the air while he continued to fuck Taylor, giving her the pleasure she’d been so desperate to receive. Her moans were whorish and she knew it. She also knew that they loved it, watching as their slutty puppy enjoyed herself while serving her owners, falling deeper into submission to them to a point where it went beyond the mind control. It struck a deeper cord in her, which was why even after the hypno compulsions were neutralised, she could still feel the heady desire in her that willed to serve her parents as their own personal sex slave. 

“Oooo, oooooh, OOoooooo!” Taylor cried out without warning she started to cum, their wild fucking having given her little warning as to the coming flood as her pussy started to clamp down, her walls and the living latex pressing down on him as her pussy opened up at the same time, practically trying to suck him in with her pussy, and in a moment, he too started to cum as well.

Taylor felt his cum diving into her and letting off a warm glow, and let out another long moan as they stayed like that with Master Daddy pumping more and more cum into her pussy. It was enough to prolong her orgasm for another few seconds as she luxuriated in the sensations of her Master’s warmth and love filling her. Maybe she’d even get pregnant like Mistress Mommy, but she doubted it since the latex dealt with everything.

Then like a tossed brick, Taylor’s energy fell through the floor, and she slid across the mat, slipping off her Master’s cock while cum poured from her abused pussy. Taylor let out a satisfied groan as she lay there for a moment.

At some point, Mistress showed up and used a familiar device on Taylor that looked like a hand held metal detector. Within second, Taylor felt the suit on her start to come apart, sliding off her where ever the light of the device touched. Even the mask came apart, though it was more along the line of its tendrils softened and thus making it easier to pull off. With the blindfold pulled off, a familiar head set was placed on Taylor and unlike when she was hypnotised before, this was a bright green and white that swirled around, with images that flew by too fast and whispers that were just quiet enough that Taylor couldn’t properly hear them. For a while she watched and listened while Mom continued to neutralise the living latex, leaving nothing behind her naked and far less developed form. 

“There we go, all back to normal, how are you feeling Taylor,”

“Like I could sleep until noon,” she answered, her voice muffled by the mat that he’d left her face buried in. Her answer drew a chuckle from Mom and Dad as Mom stroked her hair.

“Did you get all your homework done?” She asked and Taylor nodded, humming in the affirmative as Annette kept scratching her girl’s head.

“Then if you think you need it, I’ll tell Arcadia that you’re sick and you can stay home today, okay?”

“Okay Mom,” Taylor said before she started to get up, only to get picked up bridal style by Annette. 

“Come on, lets get you to bed,” she said as Taylor blushed at being picked up and put to bed.

“Okay,” she said though, not willing to refuse the offer, especially since it meant she didn’t have to move her tired legs, and it was just nice to be tucked in like that.

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 A Human in the Slave Markets of Aldair (Stellaris LV Mod)

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May shivered in her cell, her fingers twitching in the shackles that kept them over her head. She moved her body constantly in small ways, her hips shaking a bit, her limbs testing out the extent of the bindings. Though May knew that there was no getting out of them. If she couldn’t do it over the last week, why would she be able to do so now? Not that escaping would even matter, captured and sold off by aliens who’d gone and conquered Earth, or Sol III as the aliens liked to call it. Not that she knew much about that. It’d happened years and years ago, when she was but a child. But she still remembered one day of watching some of those plants women marching through the streets of the city, looking at all the destroyed buildings as the endless forces of the plant aliens conquered them in little over a year as they’d poured millions of troops into the planet to secure it. 

Shivering some more, May’s movements became more frantic, her breath more haggard as she kept shifting, by now practically humping the air, not from any cold, because it was actually kind of warm here. No, the reason for her shaking and gyrating, was because of what her plant Masters had done to her before selling her.

Ever since she’d become an adult to the plants, they’d changed her, modified her, and they likely modified the whole of humanity, though into what she wasn’t sure. May though was pretty sure she’d been changed to be sold to this species in particular. Her body was “enhanced,” her breasts made far bigger, her ass, her hips, all of it having been bolstered in size. Her lips were big and thick, enough that she now couldn’t help but speak with a lisp. They’d changed her ears as well, making them long, pointy, and they felt so good to touch now. Her pussy felt constantly empty and practically on fire, with a flame that could only be put out by one thing. Her naughty bits were even more sensitive, as even the feeling of the wind was enough to keep driving her deeper and deeper into her lustful fugue. 

They’d also modified her mind, she was sure of it. Before they changed her, she was sure she never felt any kind of… arousal, any kind of delight from servitude. It was merely something to be done because she was a slave to her planetoid overlords. Now though, the thought of following, of being an obedient slave, to serving a Master or Mistress, it was like adding wood to a fire. Her mouth would water, her lower lips would become slick. A sudden desire would take over her and her nipples would harden. They’d even changed how she responded to pain. Before she’d hated it, feared experiencing it, but now. May remembered how they’d tested it on her after, how… how the whip, how it made her knees weak, how she’d been paralyzed by the dichotomy of pain and pleasure running through her, how it made her slick. Then there was just… just the sight of everyone and everything, how, how she couldn’t keep those lewd thoughts out of her mind. Every being she saw, she fantasized over, her old planetoid Masters, the horned elf women and their cow girl slaves, fellow humans.

Even pets.

No, she didn’t want to escape, even if her restraints did come off and if she could run out of there, where would she go? The only thing that mattered now was finally, finally, shoving her fingers into her cunt and fucking herself until she’d cum enough to flood the room, and then some. She couldn’t take it any more, she needed release, to be allowed to play with herself, but her new Masters didn’t let her. her old Masters let her, they fucked her, and let her cum all over their forms, absorbing her juices. These Masters though? They tied her up, locked her away and then left her alone with all the other moaning wrecks that had been sold to them unless they wanted something. 

Somewhere down the hall, May could hear the sound of the various slaves here growing louder and louder. She could hear the sound of loud moans, the rattling of chains; she could hear the sound of the tentacle beast slapping it’s tendrils against its case and more of the slaves crying out as they struggled. For a moment May nearly feared, feared something might be about to happen to all of them. Were they about to be captured again, this time by some horrid person eating hive? She’d heard from one of her plant Masters that there was some kind of alien out there that was ravenously hungry and would eat people. She didn’t want to be eaten by the alien dolphin people! 

But then she heard the sound of heeled footsteps, and realised it was only their Master, walking along their path and likely with a buyer going by the other footsteps along side hers. The empire made porno vids of their slaves after all to advertise them and their sexual prowess. Usually they were tossed into a room with another slave while pumped so full of aphrodisiacs to make it impossible not to fuck. 

May wasn’t getting her hopes up, not like the other prisoners. Why would those hot and sexy supermodels want a pathetic creature like her? Not to mention with the race being all female and unless they were lesbians they wouldn’t want her. No, they’d want the tentacles. Shivering May remembered her times with the tentacle beasts and them how they violated her by driving their tentacles into her without remorse. The first time they’d shoved her in a room with them she’d tried to run, tried to scream and flee in some way only to be brought in. Unable to help herself May’s hips started to thrust again, her eyelids drooped a bit as she remembered, how it’d grabbed her naked form, how it tied her down and secured her before moving in with it’s massive bulk. How it slid against her, wrapping her up as it squeezed her breasts, its tentacles sliding into her ass and cunt. Its main mass went for her mouth and despite how she hated that they changed her, thank God for the plant aliens and how they changed her mouth and throat. Otherwise she wasn’t sure she’d have survived as it made her throat bulge out. As she remembered it, her mouth started to hang open, her tongue lolling out a bit.

The footsteps came to a stop in front of her cell of all things, and May tried to refocus, pulling her thoughts back and saw three figures. All three of them were drop dead gorgeous and sculpted to perfection. Her current owner was almost like a fertility goddess from ancient Earth, immense in all the right places from her ass to her hips to her breasts, with a big pregnant belly to boot. She strutted about in only high heels and had no shame regarding her body. How May wished for her to sit with her, and make her drain the alien of her milk to relieve her of such a heavy burden. The other two weren’t as impressive, though the one, the slave version of the species that owned her was similar to her Mistress, even pregnant as well. The thing May noticed most, other than her delicious sexual features, was that slave’s horns were more pronounced and her body had splotches all over it in a cow print like pattern. She looked around lazily, happily playing with her leash that the other woman was holding. 

Of the three she was the least impressive. Her breasts were tiny in comparison, a B cup at most while her hair was cut short in a red pixie cut, though her hips were nice and her ass stuck out. She was taller than the others as well, but not by much. Of the two she was the only one not pregnant and in clothing which looked like some kind of evolution of a tribal outfit. It was effectively just a muscle shirt that had a long loincloth like part that went over her crotch that left her thick hips easy to see and appreciate. May’s owner started to play at the side of the door, and suddenly May realised that she, of all the slaves here, had been picked. She stilled, not really knowing what to do, or what she might need to do as a slave. 

No doubt it would have something to do with sex. When May had been transported through their cities, the thing that struck May had been how everything was about sex. There were advertisements for what looked like dildos, butt plugs, toys, sex slaves, and various other sexual and pornographic materials all over. More than a few billboards had just been some woman in some kind of ceremonial garb getting her holes violated by tentacles for all to see. Another one had even gotten one of her fellow slaves laughing. When she’d asked a fellow slave what was so funny about some ad they’d passed, she told May that she was laughing at the fact that the average welfare package for someone included a dildo, butt plug, food vouchers, and a discount pass for the state owned brothels.

The trio entered May’s room and the small breasted one strutted forth to her. The tall slave owner’s soft and delicate fingers came down to just above her breasts, and then trailed up May’s collar bone and neck. May was forced to look at the one who she was obviously going to be sold to. The modified human stayed silent, and the horned woman’s fingers eventually stopped exploring as they reached her chin. Then they slid up and demanded entry into May’s mouth. Like a good slave she obliged, taking her soon to be Mistress’ fingers into her mouth, and suckling on them. Unable to contain herself May bobbed her head, her hips mimicking her mouth’s moves while her breath grew more excited. A slight moan came from May and that got the horned woman to giggle a bit before she pulled away. On instinct May followed those fingers, but as she turned away May noticed something. The woman had a cock. A bulge pushing the loin cloth out a bit, not enough to be completely obvious, but it was there, and she could see the outline of the… thick, massive thing. Something deep in May, likely engineered to, suddenly yearned for it, wanted to touch it, to suck it, to be forced down by that woman and driven into ecstasy. A fantasy that might soon become a reality. 

The cock wielding woman turned to her owner. “Bring her to where you pack up your slaves, but don’t actually pack her up; I want to do it myself.”

May shivered a bit, her pussy already dripping as she wondered what her new owner wanted with her in there. No doubt it would be sexual, especially as the cock her new Mistress had was already growing harder and pushing out more. Soon enough the loin cloth won’t be able to preserve her Mistress’ modesty. Her old owner gave a respectful nod. “Of course Mister Rhalof, we’ll have everything prepared for you.”

That’s a man!?

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May’s old Mistress moved her to the packing bay, which really was a smallish room filled to the brim with toys and specialty cases in all sizes. Perfect for stuffing a slave into while they were moved from one place to another, and even better, they had their own power source, oxygen supply, and filtration system. All of course miniaturised as to save on space. While the plant aliens had enslaved the human race, they at least in terms of sexual slavery seem to be complete rank armatures, or at least don’t have a fetish for sexual transportation. For a moment, May just stood in the room, waiting for Mistress to pack her up, to fill her with toys and tie her down. Once packed, she’d be shipped off to her new owner’s estate, to be made into a present for her owner to open up. The thoughts racing through May’s head filled her mind and made her legs shake. She could feel herself starting to drip as well, yet her Mistress did nothing. For a moment, May’s curiosity was enough to push past her urges, her urge to obey, to do as she was told. So she rebelled and looked behind her.

Mistress was not there, she’d left at some point. Once more curious, May was about to shift away from her spot, when there was the sound of foot steps, and May returned to her presentation pose as the doors opened. Someone walked in and May desperately wanted to look to see who it was, but remained still, trying to look like she’d obeyed as she was supposed to.

“What a lovely slave you are,” she heard from behind, from her new Master as he came up behind her and pressed his body against hers. She was smaller than him for sure as he pressed his… his thick cock against her legs and his breasts against her back. His hands came forward started to feel her up while his head rested on hers. “To think the Quelton found such a perfect species to enslave, oh if only we’d found you first. Don’t you agree slave?”

“I… I don’t know Master,” May answered her lisp slipping in as she tried to say “master”. As he kept touching her, May’s breath grew heavier in his presence, pressed up against her like that.

“Really? Now why is that? What makes you question that it might possibly be better for you to labour away, chained with responsibilities, with duties you have that weigh you down? We know what you… Hoomans are like. So slutty, so breedable. Mmmmh, there are a few traits that aren’t so desirable, that strange tentacle cock on your menfolk that clashes with the rest of your body, but over all, your species seem almost like the Caldim. Perfectly submissive and utterly needing that collar.” For a moment May had to blink, a bit incredulous. Did… did her new owner think she was naturally like this? As she was about to answer though, her new owner lifted his head off hers and started to nibble on her ear, a moan came to her lips as she let out a shuddering breath. Yet, her Master asked a question, and she needed to answer.

“M-Master, please forgive me, but this is not natural. I… my species, we’re not like this. Some of, ah, us are kind of like, submissive. But, but others are dominant. I… I was neither until… until the plants made me like this,” May said her lisp dominating her words and turning every utterance of “s” into a “th”. Her Master stopped nibbling on her sensitive pointy elven ears before pulling away from her and strutted to her front. He took her chin in his hand and lifted it so she was looking straight at him.

“Truly? Why don’t you tell me what is unnatural about you, hmm?” he asked and May nodded.

“Yes Master. My old Masters, they made me submissive, I… it feels good and natural to want to serve you, to suck you’re cock Master. I want to… I want to serve you, but I wasn’t like that before. My ears aren’t natural, and neither is my chest, my hips, my ass, all of them were made bigger, and my back hole isn’t supposed to be so clean and slick. Then I… I want to be fucked by animals, and by aliens when I thought it was gross before. My pussy is so sensitive Master, and… and I… when I am pleasuring something, it’s almost natural to know what to do, how to best pleasure them, and even when I’m not fucking, I can’t help but think about it, and want it. None of that is natural Master; all of it is changes by the plant aliens,” as she continued on, the more she said, the higher her new owner’s eyebrows rose. As she finished he nodded along and took his feminine hand off her chin and struck a pose similar to a human thinking.

“By the Goddesses, that’s quite a few changes, either the Quelton have gotten better than us at genetic modification while we weren’t looking, or you hoomans are practically a geneticist’s wet dream. Maybe I ought to fill my slave stables with more of your kind, especially un-modified hoomans if I can, why your species would be perfect for just about anything if you’re telling the truth,” he said while May nodded.

“If I told a lie Master, it is because I believe it to be true,” she said and her Master nodded before sighing.

“If only the state were in a better position to act, we might gain ourselves a lovely set of new slaves, but you’re people will have to suffer under inferior masters for now. At least you and those lucky few brought to our grand empire have the privilege to serve the true masters of the galaxy,” he said, making a grand gesture around as if he had an audience that was more than his heavily pregnant slave and May. May wasn’t exactly sure what made his race so much more superior to the plant creatures who’d modified and changed her so, but if her new owner truly was better than the plants, then he would show her the reason soon enough.

“Well, lets get you ready for transport my little Hooman slave,” her alien Master said, and May shivered with some excitement, especially as her Master walked forth towards the various toys that were there to keep the slave entertained during the ride. 

“Now let’s see,” her Master said before turning to her, her hand on one of the larger toys there, something akin to a human cock with a knot at the base. “I’m going to let you decide how you’re going to spend your trip to my estate. Now you will be in one of those boxes, that’s non negotiable, but, as a generous Master I will- Yes Dee Dee?”

While her Master had been talking, May hadn’t noticed that the other slave had gotten closer. She had a hand up and she almost seemed to bounce on the spot when her Master called on her. The aforementioned “Dee Dee” smiled widely as she was called on. “Master, may this slave be transported too?”

This brought a smile to their Master’s face as he gave a short chuckle before shaking his head. “No no, I want you with me, remember? Once we get back I’ll have the others lock you in the stocks.”

As he said that, Dee Dee blushed and her hands came together over her pregnant belly, though her smile never wavered for even a moment. Their Master shook his head before looking to May. 

“Now, what would you like? As I understand you Hoomans have been modified to be able to take great big cocks,” as he said that he hefted the big knotted dildo. It was as big as a horse’s cock, something the plants loved to have their human slaves ride getting fucked by strapping them to the underside of horses or other large beasts, effectively making them cock sleeves for their riding pets. 

It wasn’t even a question as May pointed to the toy that her Master was standing by, her legs knocking together, her arousal nearly dripping. She dug her fingers into her hands to try to keep herself from reaching, but it would likely be a losing battle soon. Her Master quirked his brow, and with a hand picked up the toy to bring it forth to May. He then dropped it on its base by her, while she stood there enraptured by it. She started to make a move for it but both the cow girl beside her and her Master held her back. 

“Not yet slave, not until you pick the other,” he said before walking back. The pregnant cow girl’s grip tightened as she got behind May. Her large belly and lovely breasts pressing against May’s back, and she almost wanted to try to turn around, and touch the cow girl. She wanted to grab the girl’s tits, or rub her belly, and suckle her milky mammalries. But held as she was May couldn’t leaving only watching her Master’s feminine form, her half hard cock peaking out from her dress as she strutted about, one hand fiddling with the loincloth section of her dress as she went to another section. This part had all the stuff that May knew was supposed to go into her ass, the big plugs, the strings of various sized balls, the hooks, and a few others that May couldn’t really make hide or hair of. 

“Now slave, you will select what will fill your ass, and how you wish to enhance your experience with your nice big cock,” he said, his cock slowly hardening as he looked over May, one hand idly stroking himself while staring at her before looking back at the toys, seeming to admire them. Then as he stood still, his thick tail wagging, his dress slipped to the side, and May could see the hint of something big and round underneath his tail, right where his ass likely is. May… wasn’t even sure why she was surprised. The planetoid men had acted rather similarly to how human men had acted, shying away from toys, more using them to manipulate their female slaves and their women, but never on themselves. Though, considering that apparently all of their welfare packages contained them, and with how feminine this species’ males seem to be, it kind of made sense. 

Each of the toys May knew intimately, Mistress having tested them out on her along with on every other female alien here. Seeing what they could and could not take. Each brought pleasures of different kinds, but… 

“Ah, a good choice,” her Master said as she’d started to focus on one of them, a massive string of anal beads, and as he grabbed them, they started to vibrate, making May’s pussy twitch in anticipation as she watched him come closer with the beads hanging off of a ring. As he approached May’s fingers twitched, and she bit one of her big fat lips in anticipation as her new Master came forth with the toy in hand. 

“Dee Dee, bend her over, have her kiss that lovely thing in front of her,” Dee Dee didn’t hesitate a moment as she slid up to May, one hand on her shoulder while another reached between her legs and touched her pussy, making May squirm and open her legs wider for the cow girl alien to get better access, but she didn’t dig in unfortunately. Letting Dee Dee guide her, May bent over at the hip, the cock she’d picked getting closer to her face as she reached her out to steady herself. As it was moments from her face, Dee Dee pressed against her pussy a bit and May was forced to adjust her position, just right so that as Dee Dee pushed her down a bit more, the cock was right at her lips. Remembering what her new Master said, May kissed it and heard Dee Dee coo at her, a hand petting her head while her other hand give her a rub down there, slight pleasure radiating from the place before Dee Dee stepped back. At the same time, May could hear the sound of her Master’s footsteps behind her, and then a new hand touching her ass.

“How lovely,” he said as he gripped down on it and pulled her cheek out a bit before pulling his hand away. “Dee Dee, hold her in place, and spread her.”

In a move of dexterity that no woman that pregnant should be able to do, Dee Dee lifted her leg over May and pressed her pelvis against May’s back, Dee Dee’s belly pressing against May. At the same time, May felt her ass being spread and now she was showing everything to her Master. May’s legs moved the small amount they could with them spread all they could do was rotate, hoping to rub them against something, but it wasn’t helping. May felt a finger back there, pressing into her ass, feeling how lubed up she now always was. May couldn’t help the slight moan that came from her mouth as she continued to kiss the cock in front of her, before then she felt her Master place the first bead against her starfish. 

“Ready slave?” he asked as May felt something caressing her ass in an almost comforting way. It was almost pleasant. 

“Yes Master,” May said as she raised her head just to say that before going back down.

“Good,” Master said before she felt him start to push into her ass. The thick toy pressing against her, spreading out her ass as May moaned at the feeling of being stretched. The bead continued to spread her out, the toy having been rather thick. Her ass expanded around it while May’s Master maintained the push into her. In a sense it felt right to be stretched out, like something was satisfying an urge that she’d had since she turned of age and was modified. As the bead continued on, and reached a point where her Master slowed down, May’s moan grew louder as her toes curled with her fingers. She wanted to bang her legs together but couldn’t disobey. Enveloped in the throes of passion, she couldn’t even think of disobeying without it sounding wrong. 

Then all at once the toy passed a point of no return, and May felt it slip into her ass properly. Her butt sucked the bead up and squeezing around the thin part between it and the next. May let out a groan, and felt the weight of the toy in her. She was already dripping but now her pussy twitched in the aftermath, feeling the thickness of the bead filling her. It… felt right to have it filling her up, like she’d been empty without it and missing out. 

Then her Master started to push another in, going a bit faster this time as she felt her ass expanding again, giving her that lovely stretching sensation before it reached it’s widest point, and then slid in, pushing the equally as large first bead into her further. As she felt the second bead enter her, May couldn’t help but gasp as she started to furiously suck in air. Her knees started to properly shake on their own, her ass felt so deliciously full, and the pressure was making her twitch faster. The feelings were too intense, and May’s mind was starting to go foggy from the sensations blasting her mind. Her eyes lost focus and it was hard to exhale any of the air in her lungs. 

Then he pushed in another, and another, May’s moans growing louder and soon enough her legs started to feel weak. Then her legs failed her, and May was being held up by Dee Dee. Her ass bounced from how she moved her hips, how she tried to hump in her fellow slave’s grip. By the fourth bead May’s mind continued to be interrupted by even the slightest movement as her eyes rolled up and she started to drool. Yet the kept going until.

“There we go, all done,” Master said after the fifth bead slid into May, the huge things filling up her ass to the brim as she slid around them. Dee Dee kept a hold of May as she slowly tried to adjust to the massive balls in her ass, making her feel so full. She could feel the hoop that could be pulled, dangling from her like a tail plug. May couldn’t keep quiet, her desperate moans filling the room as Dee Dee started to lower May down until she was kneeling on the floor with her beads in. May didn’t get up but felt someone grab her, Dee Dee probably and lift her up from her armpits, just enough for… for…

May’s eyes widened as the cock she’d chosen was pushed forth and set underneath her. She couldn’t see past her breasts now, but she knew the cock was just below her, ready to plunge in. Yet Dee Dee didn’t lower her, instead, she kept her hanging above it. May made a small moaning sound and shook her hips, the thick string hitting Dee Dee’s legs as May continued to clench down on the toy while her pathetic begging continued.

“Puh- please, I-I, I want-want… it,” she begged, the pressure and pleasure from the intensity of the beads distracting her mid sentence and giving her an intense lispy stutter. May heard the sound of giggling from her Master and as her head turned to look back at Dee Dee, she saw the cow girl trying to suppress a grin but failing miserably.

“Oh my Goddess that was adorable, open wide,” May’s Master said, suddenly in front of her as May turned back to look at him and opened her mouth without hesitation. She felt a rubber ball being placed in her mouth and a strap being wrapped around her head before it connected behind her. Master’s erection was on full display now, and May couldn’t help as her eyes were drawn to it, her mouth salivating at the thought of being fucked by it, of having that void in her pussy filled. 

“Alright, lower her,” he said and as he did, May tried to smile around her gag as Dee Dee obeyed. The cock below May started to slide in easily as Dee Dee guided her down, using her weight to plunge May onto the massive knotted cock. May moaned as she was getting stretched out, her empty hole filled with the dildo. The thing pressed up against the anal beads in her ass, increasing the pressure of the beads alongside the cock filling her. Pleasure continued to rise from her lower holes as the faux member continued its journey into her, sending through the modified human waves of delight as May’s pussy twitched and squeezed the cock she was being guided to ride. May’s eyes rolled up once again and her legs shook while she grinded on the cock, each gyration sending waves of sexual delight through her before they hit the knot. 

The knot was massive, bigger than her fist and something that would plug her up for sure. Her lips spread out around the knot while Dee Dee let go of her, and suddenly the pressure increased. May’s moans reached even higher, barely muffled by the gag as she started to try to fuck herself on the cock, and on the knot. The human slave lifted herself up, using what little strength her legs had to fuck herself on the dildo, each time slamming against the knot and going a bit further down on it. At the same time, May’s hands came up and she started to play with her big juicy breasts, adding to the sensations she was feeling. The intensity of what she was feeling in her ass, the bliss that came from the pressure generated by the size of the beads had already been disrupting her thoughts. Her tits added onto that as she stroked and caressed her breasts, squeezing them and playing with them roughly to put on a show for her Master and get a bit more pleasure.

While the cock was like the final push to heaven. May’s cries grew faster and faster as she fucked herself, continuing to drop down lower and lower, her mind blank to anything but giving herself pleasure as her eyes lost focus and the outside world became unimportant. Only fucking herself, only the sensations were what mattered. Even as her legs continued to hurt, even as her voice started to strain, the pleasure mattered more, and May could feel it coming, the sensation she’d been chasing, the orgasm she so, desperately, and dearly needed. She was… just about…

Then as May thrust down once more, she felt herself reach the zenith of the knot, before sliding around it and she let out a wail as loud as a banshees as she threw her head back. She crested the hill and like a flood gate her pussy clamped down on the dildo, her ass clenched and on instinct May dug her fingers into her breasts as her hips jerked at the rhythmic pulses flowing through her as she came. She was frozen and she moaned her delight. The sensations lasted for at least a minute of blissful delight, of mind numbing pleasure overriding her system before she slowly started to fall from that high as her Master giggled. 

“Come on, I think she’s ready to be packed up, if you think that’s good, you should wait until you’re packed, that’s when I’ll turn the vibrators on,” May could only moan in tired anticipation.

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