Jenna was sitting in her car and her body was tense, but one leg was rapidly thumping the stubby raised heel of her shoe at the carpeted floor. The sun was sinking past the hillside and she watched it with growing trepidation. Tonight she was on course to do something she had never done before, she was scared and thrilled at the same time. She was going to break into a building and plunder anything of value she could find.
Sure, there were obvious risks, but she thrived off taking risks. The idea of winding up in prison hardly scared her, her main source of income already carried that sentence. One breaking and entering charge was hardly a deterrent for a woman like her. If her hunch was correct it would all be worth it in the end.
The traffic was slowly dying down around the industrial sector as the commercial buildings clustering in the area had all closed up shop for the night. The natural light of the day faded gradually into dusk while and the street lamps flared on in preparation for the coming darkness.
She brought a cigarette to her full lips, illuminating her face with a warm orange glow when she lit it. With a deep pull caving in her cheeks, the red cherry flared brightly and she felt the tension in her nerves melt away. She blew out a thick cloud of smoke, it was almost go time.
The car was parked in a gas station lot and she felt like a bird of prey, perched and waiting for the right moment to swoop in and strike. Leaning over to the passenger side she pressed a button on the middle of a glove box. With a sharp click, the lid fell open and the tiny keycard fell against the downward opening lid.
She snatched up the tiny device and brought it close to her green eyes to inspect it. It had been quite the unexpected boon that had been left behind by one of her more regular clients. The building the card was keyed to was not far off in the distance, a cubed monolith six stories high with a large white serial number displayed its corner, D-19.
The building still had the obvious marks of another sign that had been hastily ripped off. The place practically looked like a fortress with the way all the windows have been sealed with heavy looking metal shutters. She wouldn't need to smash out any windows though, she had the magic key to get inside its walls.
A grin curled at one corner of her mouth recalling its previous owner, He was a squat, fat and so unbelievably kinky in his tastes. She liked kinky men, the more exotic the better because those little fetishes they needed to indulge cost them. His list of depraved desires was easily the longest she had encountered.
He had tried to incessantly impress her with his line of work going on about how important his research was. She would have barely given it a second thought, that had all changed however when the Racoon City incident happened. He got a call when was mounted on her naked body while she was laid face down on her sturdy kitchen table playing the dead girl after pretending to be strangled to death. He sprang off her so quickly she broke character with a yelp when he moved with such surprising agility.
He was in such a desperate rush gathering his clothing that the card must have slipped from a pocket and onto her floor. He had slammed the door of her apartment before she could grab his attention and she had been left with a small memento of him. It was only until after the events of Raccoon city had fully played out did she start to piece his possible connections to the event.
There were conspiracy theories flying around on the internet about it being a deliberately engineered viral outbreak and his sudden departure right during a biological attack in his kind of work, it was all too much of a coincidence.No company had been implicated in the design of the virus. How long could they hide when they became responsible for the annihilation of an entire city?
She had smelled a golden opportunity for her to seize upon and did a search for the name of the company on the card since it was the only lead she had to go with. The internet gave her all the information she needed. Sure enough, it was a company specializing in biomedical research and damn did she get the chills when the dots all lined up for her.
They must have been sent scrambling to do some damage control after such an outbreak because the next time she looked, the company was struck from the web, just gone. They might have deleted the address of the place digitally but she cleverly hunted down the information from those archaic phone books to find the location of the lab.
She stole a glance at the clock on her phone, it was time to move. With one long final draw from her cigarette, she killed it and felt a small rush of calming euphoria to help steady the clustered knot of anxiety in her guts before flicking it out the small gap in her window.
She opened her door and climbed out from her car and stretched the soreness out of her body from sitting in one place for so long. With a quick flick of her head, she moved her long ponytail over her shoulder and started making her way towards the building. The stride she used was light and bouncy as she approached the building, trying to keep her demeanor casual. Yet, on the inside, her blood burned with an intoxicating mix of fear and excitement.
It was not justice or fame she was looking for by breaking into D-19, it was all about the money she stood to gain from it. She had mulled over a few options on how to extract what she wanted and there were lots of good ways to go about bending them over. She settled on fast cash, get in confirm they are hiding shit then dangle what she finds online and see who bites.
She had known there was not much time and she scrambled with the resources she had on hand for her infiltration. She was forced to use what pieces of her working costumes she felt best complimented the look of a normal secretary. The had known the best she could have passed for was a slutty secretary on her way to a stag.
Her blouse and jacket were way too small for her bust and her tight skirt only reached the midpoint of her thighs. The only thing that actually fit the look was the thick black stockings that managed to reach under her skirt. While she walked she was seriously concerned someone would attempt to pick her up
“Whoa.” She gasped in surprise at the sight of a massive metal barricade, completely closing off the front of the building. It was no normal security shutter, but rather a huge metal slab. It made the front of the building appear more like a fortified bunker than a civilian biomedical lab.
Such a strange feature filled her with so many thoughts of what they could possibly be needing such security for. She was even feeling some growing doubts then, but at the same time, she had to consider the need for such an obstacle. She felt there was a serious possibility they were hiding something big inside.
Then while she scanned along the huge barrier she realized there was no way to get past it. She started to walk the perimeter while keeping her eyes open for exterior cameras. If they had any she sure as hell couldn't find them. The fire escapes on the side were exit only doors which had been very deflating.
She had almost given up by the time she made her way around towards the back of the building. Her face soured when she saw that the loading doors for trucks all had the same armor plating as the front, fucking hell what a downer that was. Then she saw it, further in the distance, ray of hope on the other side.
A light was on providing illumination for a raised platform and a small cluster of benches and tables, the employee smokers lounge. She made her way to the elevated pedestal in the corner of the building. It was covered with a cloth tent providing shelter from the elements.
She hurriedly bound up the concrete stairs ignoring the heavy swaying of her breasts. The door was labeled with bright red letters that read 'Authorized Personnel Only!' as she walked up to it. It took a little searching but she finally managed to find the faintest slot for a card reader.
“OH baby, please work for me.” She prayed before delicately sliding the key into the slot. It felt as if her heart skipped a beat when she heard this mechanical buzzing sound emanating from the heavy door. “Open says me, motherfucker.” She exclaimed with a pleased chuckle. The loud sound of heavy metal bolts shifting in sequence made her take a cautious step back. Once the door stilled with its mechanical clunking, a metal handle emerged from a hidden slot in the door. She couldn’t help but admire how technically fancy could be because shit like this must have cost quite a bit.
She felt a pang of worry, this had all seemed like just a little bit too much for a lab. She shook away her worries and gripped the metal bar and gave a sharp tug only to have it refuse to budge. Her brows furrowed with confusion and she started to pull even harder.
“Come on, don’t be a tease now, let mommy in.” She snarled through her teeth. With all her weight being thrown into her yanking, it finally yielded to her demands.
Such a heavy door was one hell of a way to discourage employees from smoking she thought to herself before it let out a pressurized hiss when she broke the seal. She watched as the width of it seemed to keep on going exposing thick metal nubs of its many locks lining its interior.
It was not just any door; it was a god damned vault!
Once the door had been pried open just enough, she slipped inside into be engulfed by nothing but pitch dark. The interior was much cooler and she felt a deep shudder run up her spine when her body attempted to adjust to the new surroundings. The fact that the building still had its air conditioning running meant someone was still paying the bills to keep this place running, but they really should dial it down because she was fucking freezing.
A metallic bang behind her made her yelp in alarm when the heavy door automatically closed behind her and the sound of the metal bars slamming back into place easily defeated her desire for stealth. She silently cursed because if there was anyone here, they would have heard it.
It was completely dark in the building with that she couldn’t even see her hands in front of her face. She reached into the breast pocket of her coat and pulled out her phone. With a faintly audible clicking sound, the device bathed only a small fraction of the interior with a tiny cone of blue hued light. Two rows of glass panes flanked her as she stood in a narrow corridor.
They were both offices with modest desks probably from a flat pack store very modern and cost effective, but so boring to look at. They were completely bare except for the furniture and it made her heart ache a little to see they had already been stripping down the place.
She stepped into the large open area of this first floor while the soles of her shoes clapped against the smooth stone floor only to echo right back into her ears. The center of the building was hollow with what she could see with the inadequate light of her phone. Four large pillars of polished stone supported the roof in the middle and acted as a support for the high intersecting walkways that ran between them.
She discovered the front desk and cautiously approached it feeling very exposed such an open space. It was a half oval with very high walls and a bright cherry wood. She peered behind the desk to see that was totally bare, no papers, no devices, and the security monitors had been shut off and were gathering dust.
Another blow was struck her motivation to keep searching, no cameras meant no security which meant there was nothing to guard. She twisted back around to face those glass offices she had walked past and swept her phone to see that they continued to the back. She pressed on since there was no real rush she might as well see if she could at least rip off a nice chair or something for her efforts.
She made her way up the spiraling marble staircase to the second floor and she saw a maze of bewildering glass cubicles. The place was dead silent while she wound her way past more barren cubes. Then her light swept over a deeply tinted section of glass and a mischievous grin spread over her lips as she wondered what an office like that needed to be so secretive for.
She rushed up to the set of double doors and pushed open one of the large glass plates closest to her and stepped into the room. Only to have that brief flash of hope punched right out of her stomach. There was just a single piece of furniture that remained in this abandoned position. It was another fucking desk, just much bigger than the others.
“God fucking damn it!” She loudly cursed, of course, they would have gotten all the juicy stuff out first. Then to her horror, she heard the sound heavy clomping boots and she wanted to punch herself in the mouth for being so loud. She panicked and fumbled with her phone trying to make it shut off only to have it slip from her fingers.
She gasped when it tumbled to the floor almost in slow motion and she reached for it in desperation. When struck the stone surface the frame came apart and the only light in the building was snuffed out leaving her in total darkness. She was frozen with fear, her heart was hammering in her chest.
All she could think to do was hide and she rushed deeper into the room with arms outstretched for the last thing she saw. Her hips found its hard edge first and she grunted when her knee smashed into it. She quickly traced around it with her fingers sliding over its glossy surface until she found the large leg area to hide inside.
She crawled on hands and knees on the plush carpet before curling her body tightly under the desk like a cowering child. She wanted nothing more than to hear those terrifyingly loud footsteps passing her by. She felt so fucking stupid, risking arrest for absolutely nothing to show for it except another strike on her criminal record.
Her arms were tightly wrapped around her knees to hug them up against her chest and she chewed on her bottom lip with anxiety. Her ears were throbbing because her heart was pumping so hard.
Those terrifying footfalls were getting so painfully loud, he must be right at the entrance to the office. Her breathing seemed far too loud because the desk was amplifying right back at her. All she could think to do was bury her head between her knees trying to make herself as small as possible.
Then she had realized that she no longer heard anything at all. Her brows scrunched together while she pondered if she had somehow missed the patrol walking away? Then she heard a new sound and it was equally horrifying, the faint sound of keys lightly tinking together. Such a simple and innocuous noise had filled her with the most nauseating dread.
She had to suppress a whimper when she realized the person was in the room. The footsteps had been silenced by the thick carpet. With each time those metal keys clashed together, they rang of her impending fate.
What kind of shitty luck did she have today, of course, the guard would just happen to be a half fucking bloodhound. She placed both her hands on the back of her neck unable to stop herself from trembling when she heard those tinkling keys getting unbearably loud.
They only stopped when she heard them right at the opening of the desk. There was a long silence, but she could feel a presence just looming over her. With her eyes pinched tightly shut, she didn't dare to look and wished in complete desperation for whoever it was would just drop dead on the spot.
There came no salvation from above when a cold and clammy hand grabbed her by the wrist. She wailed loudly in fright feeling his big meaty hand tightly crushing into her wrist. His grip was so hard that she gasped in pain before he yanked her out from under the desk.
She winced in shock when he hauled on her arm too damned hard and she was dragged across the floor like a ragdoll. It felt like he was bent on trying to rip her arm out of its socket when he used her limb to lift her off the ground until she was only able to touch the floor with the tips of her toes.
“I’M SORRY I’M SO SORRY PLEASE STOP!” She frantically begged with him while clutching at his thick forearm. Her feet dangled in the air and the pain in her shoulder was unbearable. The guy must be part bear because he was so freakishly strong, but she had always been a glutton for abuse so he was kinda turning her on.
He finally released her landed on her feet and wobbled on unsteady legs with her entire arm aching hotly from such a rough treatment. Her respite was short when he clutched her by the shoulders. He was compressing her so hard she had squeaked some of the air our of her lungs and she could only stare wide-eyed at the massive silhouette of a man towering over her.
Then turned her around from him so suddenly it made her head spin and her breasts swayed heavily in her bra. She felt him clutch the neck of her jacket and she was very lucky she had left it unbuttoned when he yanked on it. It was such a violent pull she heard the stitching pop and there was a loud ripping sound when her jacket was torn from her limbs.
Then he did something unexpected and placed those thick powerful hands on her waist and gave her sides a hard squeeze. Alarm bells gonged in her head when felt him stroking his calloused palms down to caress the generous curve of her ass. She quickly sprung away from him before he could get a good hold of the goods.
“Whoa, easy there bud -OOF!” Her voice was light and playful, but it was because of how much the huge man frightened her. Before she could turn and confront him, he slammed his palms into her shoulders and she no longer had the breath in her lungs to talk.
She was knocked forward by the blow and stumbled with lurching steps with her hands instinctively reaching out in front of her. Her palms gonged against the unforgiving glass saving her face from the impact. It became painfully clear to her he was not taking no for an answer tonight.
There was no mistaking what he wanted from her and she blew out a resigned sigh from having to surrender her services to him for nothing. There was nothing she could do in her situation, it was either submit to him or risk getting hurt trying to stop him.
She gave into her situation and placed her hands wide on the glass wall and bent over deeper pushing out her curvaceous rump towards him. With a glance back over her shoulder, she easily made out his looming silhouette and wriggled her ass at him.
“So I guess this is the part where you frisk me? Maybe give me a cavity search?” Her tone was desirous because she was used to playing the role. In reality, she was scared of him, he was a large man well over six feet by her best guess. It must have been the invitation he was waiting for because he surged in on her and filled his hands with her ass before pulling her into his hips.
She sucked in a sharp breath when those greedy fingers curled in and crushed into the plush meat of her rump. He had such strong hands and that aching pressure he applied only told her resisting him would have been very stupid.
His erection was crammed into her sex through her skirt and he felt so large it had her yelp in surprise. She bit her bottom lip trying to suppress the rush of arousal she felt, the guy was packing some serious meat. She grunted when he dry fucked her and put all his weight into his thrusts.
He was grunting like a primal animal behind her every time he banged into her nethers like a depraved cave man. His cock stabbed into her so hard she whimpered feeling his rock stiff rod punching at her most delicate areas. She could hear the tinkling again, but it was around his neck and made her think they were dog tags, not keys.
“E-easy tiger, maybe some foreplay first?” her voice was timid while she pushed at the very well defined abs rippling under her fingers. His skin was cool to the touch and clammy, but because of how cold the place felt, she dismissed the odd sensation.
He seemed to take the hint and stopped before his hard palms raked up her sides and pushed the thin material of her blouse along for the ride. His roaming hands exposed her tight lightly toned midriff and pierced navel to the cold air. She sighed softly feeling the firm pressure on her sides when he felt her up and his hard fingers ground into her toned stomach leaving the skin tingling in their wake. His digits bumped over her slightly defined set of abs on their way towards the generous swell of her chest.
She gasped from the harsh pressure when he roughly squeezed her breasts through her shirt and bra. A whine of discomfort was forced from her mouth when he crushed her firm globes and hurt her by burrowing his fingers into her firm melons. He let out a low groan and pulled them apart before mashing them together, they were nothing more than toys for him.
Her chest was getting hot from his attention and the ache she felt at first melted away into raw surges of pleasure. She couldn't help herself and let slip a lusty moan from his greedy groping of her rack. It was humiliating getting turned on by her rapist, being paid for rough treatment was fine by her, but he was taking it from her by force.
He shoved his face into her neck and violently knocked her head to one side making her see stars. She got a good whiff of him and her nose wrinkled from the potent reek of pure alcohol. He smelled like a hospital, sterile and overpowering her sense of smell. Her thoughts were abruptly scattered into a chaotic mess when she felt hard teeth on her delicate flesh.
Her head went limp to one side when his mouth sank into the delicate side of her neck and she let out a low groan when fireworks burst in her skull. He was biting her so hard there was no doubt she would have a nice bruise where his teeth had dug in. His tongue felt like rubber when it stroked against the trapped meat between his teeth.
He had struck a sweet spot with the hold he had on her throat and she panted frantically when her arousal surged out of control from it. Her there was a scorching heat building in her core and it felt like it was melting the walls of her pussy. Her dark cotton stockings had grown a few shades darker with the nectar leaking from her slit.
He his mouth struck her neck over and over and they were far from tender love bites, he was like a predatory animal gnawing and chomping on his pray. Each time he dug his teeth into her bolts of electric pleasure blasted Into the back of her skull. Her neck was being slathered in his thick foul smelling saliva, but she didn't care she was so enamored by the abuse on her neck.
She felt him clutch her top and bra in his fists and before she could protest he violently yanked them apart. He burst the front of her shirt open and buttons shot free to clatter off the glass and she whimpered with remorse hearing two expensive articles of clothing being shredded open.
Her twin mountains of flesh were exposed to the cool air and hung heavily from her chest in sculpted perfection. The large caps of her dark brown areolas were tightly bunched up making her chubby nipples stick out even higher. She had the thick buds pierced with thick barbells of metal just to make them even more sensitive for such moments.
He slapped his hands onto her tits making her gasp at the shocking sensation of his clammy skin clapping over her silken breasts. He was grinding his fingers into them making her creamy flesh spilled through the gaps of his fingers. She wriggled in his grasp because it felt like he was trying to burst her silicone filled tits.
Her firm orbs were being tenderized by his cruel hands and she was sure when he was done with her they would be bruised. Her worries were pushed out of her mind by an electric jolt of pain and pleasure when he crushed her nipples flat between his fingers. Her head snapped back with a wild cry of surprise feeling him twisting her buds so hard the dark rings surrounding them were forced to follow.
He was yanking on them so hard she felt he was trying to milk her like a slutty cow and she squealed out each time he pulled her round mounds into taut cones. She felt unrelenting sparks of pleasure flaring between her legs and she tried to rub the sensation away with her soaked inner thighs, but it was only making the feeling worse.
Her hips were writhing against his member while he tormented her chest with his hands and her skirt was hiking up higher and higher. Her plump pussy was exposed to him and stuck out between her thighs. The tiny black g-string she wore barely covered the bare lips he pushed up into. Her eyes went wide when she felt the cold tip of his cock crush into her thick folds, and then stars exploded into her vision.
The room was filled with a sloppy squelch and she was lifted off her feet when it felt like a grown man fist had been punched up her opening. She could only make a pained grunt when her body was brutally slammed into the unforgiving glass. The meaty lips of her pussy were spread thinly around the beer can thick trunk connected to his fat stopper of meat.
Her entrance burned with a hot ache having her pussy forcefully wrapped around the thickest cock she had ever taken. It was like a rod of cold hard steel had been pushed inside her so far she felt uncomfortably filled by it. Her mind wasn't given the chance to recover and he clutched her hips and started to fuck her while she was pinned to the glass.
He held her waist in vice-like grasp and viciously force fed her tight fuck slot more of his pussy wrecker. Her tits were mashed up against its cold surface and spread out wide over the surface. The side of her face was pushed into it as well, her mouth gaped in stunned shock and he huffed breathlessly fogging the surface around her mouth.
Her legs swung like limp pendulums and her toes were barely touching at the fibers of the carpet. He was using her tits to noisily scrub the window with sharp squeaking sounds of her flesh sticking to the glossy surface. All she could focus on was the sensation of his huge spire punching deeper and splitting her slick open for his size.
He grunted like a primal animal in her ear with every thrust and his foul breath washed over her face. She didn't care about the stink, he was fucking her like a machine bent on wrecking her hole. The pace was so rapid she was struggling to even breathe from getting internally pummeled.
His hips crashed into her plush ass cheeks with sharp cracks of flesh on flesh and she felt the biggest pair of nuts rebounding off her thighs. He was forcing frantic moans from her throat with the brutality of such a hung stud trying to break her.
He was unbelievably hard like she was being fucked by a dildo made of stone. For what she knew it could be exactly what he was using on her with how cold his dick felt inside her, but she didn't care about its temperature. She was too focused on how its stiff cockhead was boring out her passage and the way those thick root-like veins raked at the delicate folds around her entrance.
He was too big in every way and when he bottomed out into her pussy she was left seeing the tiny wisps of stars sparkling in her vision. Yet, her pleasure continued to surge amidst the harsh aches and pains that flared hotly from his abuse. She was frightened and deeply aroused at the same time and the combination made for a wild thrill.
He had banged around in her pussy enough it had started to slurp and squelch adding more sinful music from his savage hate fucking. She could feel every bump and ridge of his member raking at the tender walls of her cunt. She felt so humiliated when lusty moans spilled from her lips, her rapist was giving her more pleasure than any man she had willingly taken to bed.
Her fuck hole was trying to ease the friction by drowning his member with its juices until it loudly gushed and slurped on his meat when it got so wet for him. She felt the thick mess of fluids running down the insides of her thighs, a slurry of their combined lusts.
There was a tension building and she groaned deeply while drowning in the raw pleasure of being used like nothing more than a piece of fuck meat. Her pussy clutched him even tighter and she felt stuck on his cock, such an intense sensation made her mouth gape and forced those green ringed eyes to roll back under their lids.
She felt hot all over and there was a tingling sensation working its way through her body from her loins and climbing higher up her spine. Then she felt it sparking in her head until it detonated in her head so powerfully it made her groan with the most depraved tone.
She peaked around his pumping piston and her pussy hungrily gulped at his churning flesh pulling her swollen lips along for the ride. The orgasm wracked her body so violently she lost all control of her motor functions and it was like she was having a seizure. There was something wrong about it when she felt an intense heat in her head, it felt was like her brain was melting.
It was a terrifying experience and she frantically whimpered while clutching her skull from the sensation. It wouldn't stop and her head throbbed like all her thoughts were being pushed from her skull with every thrust. Then there was nothing but overwhelming tidal waves of pleasure surging through her hollowed out mind. Her arms fell lifelessly from her head and her mouth went slack from the experience.
Time had lost all meaning for Jenna while the zombie soldier she had unwittingly offered herself up to kept on mercilessly fucking her brains out. Her eyes were stuck half way rolled back her sockets and her limp pierced tongue hung from her mouth to lick the smooth glass surface. She gurgled and huffed while drooling from her sex-induced stupefaction until it was cascading down to soak her tits so they washed the glass with her spit.
The undead test subject continued to batter away into her slick hole while grunting heavily with each powerful connection of his hard hips into the plush cheeks of her ass. Then after one particularly hard buck into her raw cunt, he went still and his cock started to throb in her core. She was moaning with anticipation for a hot release of his cum, what came instead was something hard being shot deeply into her.
She yelped when he fired his heavily mutated sperm into her, the virus had made them into massive tadpoles and he pumped them past her battered cervix and into her fertile womb. Her eyes frantically rolled around in their sockets, even in her mentally fucked up state she knew something was terribly wrong.
Her pussy was still greedily sucking at his pulsing cock for more and his hard flesh throbbed in obligation and violated her chamber with more infected seed. There was a loud internal gurgle coming from the bimbo’s insides, her uterus was packed with thrashing critters. She was hyperventilating from the experience of feeling so many hard heads burrowing into the walls of her baby maker while they tried to knock her up.
When his cock stilled he pulled away from her yanking his spent dick out her aching hole with a messy slurp before abruptly letting go of her. She fell to the ground onto her knees and immediately clutched the small lump he had made in her midsection under her navel.
What had happened to her felt so wrong and she clutched the inhuman gift he had left inside her feeling countless little bumps pushing into her palms through her skin. The only thing she could think to do was escape and get help, but couldn't stand because her legs were too weak. She was reduced to an unsteady crawl towards the desk on hands and knees.
The world felt was spinning around her like she was drunk on the pleasure from the things moving around inside her. It was hard to focus on her escape and their movements were getting more powerful with every passing moment. She could barely make out the shape of the desk, it looked like it was leagues away from her.
After what felt like an age of crawling she finally pulled herself up onto her quaking legs while using the desk for support. she felt feverish and sweat was rolling down her face and soaking into her clothing. She laid on top of the desk to press her scorching hot body into its cool surface while panting from just the effort of trying to stand.
All she could think to do was get away from the freak of nature responsible for it. The most she do could manage was a staggeringly slow walk towards the door on her weakened legs. Thankfully she didn't hear the thing following her, but she wasn't going to dare and look back to check.
She fell through the door with a sharp cry in shock when the things inside her had brought her to an unwanted orgasm. The betrayal of her body had taken the legs right out of her and she slammed into the glass wall opposite of the door before collapsing onto the hard floor.
Once more she was reduced to crawling, but her movements were uncoordinated making her progress agonizingly slow. What wasn't slowing down was the harsh thrashing in her womb and it was becoming more frenzied. She whimpered in distress when they shoved around so violently her midriff groaned and gurgled in protest.
The discomfort and the pleasure from the internal battle taking place inside her had been too much for her mind to handle and she rolled onto her back and her milk bloated tits wobbled on her too small frame. She let out a weak groan of defeat and laid sprawled out to bask in the euphoria of being knocked up by some freak.
She clutched her expanding stomach and felt whatever it was inside her punching against her compressing hands. Her breaths were labored and she writhed on the ground from the overwhelming sensation of her child fighting against the confines of her womb.
With a tilt of her head, she watched herself growing larger and her stomach lost its toned athletic form. Then the flesh of her stomach had turned a flushed pink when it grew even rounder to compete with the swell of her chest. Only a small part her rattled mind was faintly aware her midriff was growing far too large and much too quickly.
She was fighting to remain conscious while being subjugated to the most intense discomfort when her pregnancy went beyond normal human limits. Her huge baby was tired of being stuck in her chamber and pawed at her walls searching for a way out of her.
Then an orgasm detonated in her skull and a guttural moan trembled out her throat when her back arched high up when her entire body was wracked with uncontrollable spasms. Her stomach was compressing around the thing thrashing inside, trying to force it out of her body. The creature pushed right back and the flesh of her stomach broke out with long crimson lines when she started to pop at the seams.
Then she felt it hands prying her cervix open before thrusting its head into her birth canal, she gagged on her scream and her eyes rolled around frantically under fluttering eyelids when her mind went haywire. All she could think to do was open her legs for the monster crawling through her passage before blacking out.
Jenna was lost somewhere between reality and mental oblivion when her child forced its way through her passage. She convulsed with erratic twitching all over her body when the muscles holding her pussy together ripped to make way for the huge creature worming its way out of her body.
Bone white spurs erupted from between the swollen red lips of her pussy was shoved grotesquely wide apart around its claws before a large wad of gray brain matter pushed through her pink opening. Her pelvis cracked to make way for the head forcing its way out of her canal. She was so mentally gone there was no reaction to sound of her mutant destroying her cunt to give birth to it.
There was a loud gush of fluids that surged into a thick pool between her legs darkening the concrete floor when it pulled free from its host. He spilled into a heap of bright crimson muscle before rising up on unsteady limbs until he was on all fours before letting forth a piercing shriek of his freedom.
Her pussy was a ragged cavern, the entrance sagged unevenly from the torn muscles that once held it together when her child crawled between legs and his hands sunk into the reddened deflated sac that was once her toned midsection.
He had an eyeless face so his mouth took up much of its features and was filled with tightly packed and sharp looking teeth. Just above his maw sat his bulging exposed gray matter and the intelligent beast was crawling for her tits. He could smell the promise of nourishment and crawled atop her to feast on her chest.
They had swollen into balloons of milk for him, their flesh was straining and her veins bulged under skin. He grabbed one of her taut melons and pulled at it bringing the fat leaking nipple to his mouth. He bit down around the dark ring capping her peak and crushed her soft meat between his teeth.
He drank from her with greedy slurps and pushed on the sides of her globe with his hands to force as much fluid from her ducts as he could get. The silent hallway was filled with the sounds of a monster nursing on her tit with loud gulps of her cream. He wasted no time in draining her udders dry of their nourishment and his metabolism was putting her fatty milk to work making him larger and stronger in moments.
He left both her tits with two wide circles of bloody teeth marks close to her dark areolas before his head roamed between her legs. He didn't need to see to know the woman was used up, he would be impregnating her destroyed cunt no matter how hard he tried.
The licker moved on in search of new prey.
