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Three For The Price Of One (Multiple RPs, One Thread (DarkDreamer9110 & DonVoltonus

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(Starting A Coven):
The huntress moved through the night, stalking her prey slowly. The steel dagger in her hand glinted in the moonlight. She was close. Her unsuspecting prey would soon fall to her.
 
SaC:
A pale girl sat tucked into a makeshift shelter in an alley. She had been a homeless drifter until being recently turned, still unaware of it, unable to understand why food no longer sated the growling hunger in her belly. Her long black hair hung down her back, her now crimson eyes looking up at the moon.

(Test Subject 13)
TS13:
Yukiho stretched, looking up at the huge laboratory complex standing before her. She was nearly human, with only a pair of pink fox ears and a fluffy tail belying her alien heritage. She was dressed nicely, her silver hair combed and clean, her lavender eyes bright behind the small glasses perched on her nose. Fresh out of college at a mere 18, she was a prodigy of biological research, set for an interview at the most prestigious reseach facility in the system. She headed inside, finding the proper office, and sitting down to await the interviewer.

(Toy for the Crew)
TftC:
Nadia groaned, rubbing the back of her sore head as she sat up. She started to stand, only to be jerked back by the collar she now noticed around her throat, chained to the floor. "Ahh, what the fuck?" She muttered, looking around to see herself in a dank room in the underbelly of a starship, various pipes lining the walls, the air heavy and humid. Her lovely blonde hair was dirty and tangled, her blue eyes scanning for any way to get out of this room. She looked down, gasping when she finally realized her lack of clothing, covering herself as the door to the room creaked open.
 
SaC:
Trisha paused, sniffed the air. Her prey was close. She turned into an alley, walking slowly. She reached a small, makeshift shelter, and knelt down next to it, sticking her head in. "Well, hello there." she said softly. She sniffed again. "You're young. Just turned, aren't you? Still wondering what's happened to you, why food no longer satisfies. Alone, purposeless. I can use you. Come out, come out and let me show you the truth." Her own crimson eyes raked over the girls body. "Yes, you'll be perfect. Just what I need." She held out a hand to the girl, beckoning.

TS13:
Reshan was impatient to begin. He'd spent so long trying to find a suitable assistant for his research, his efforts to save countless species. If this girl was right, he would be pleased beyond compare. He walked into the room, and smiled. "Hello, Yukiho." he greeted her. "Thank you for coming." His dark eyes glanced over her body. "You do seem to be immensely qualified for what I do here. Tell me, how much do you know of my work here?"

TftC:
It had been too easy to find this girl. Captain Kelgrash had picked her himself, chosen the human. He was, therefore, going to be the one who got to try her out. He entered the holding cell, his massive bulk barely fitting through the door. His form was reptilian, scales, slitted eyes, forked tongue. He stood eight feet tall, wearing a loose outfit of black cloth. He walked up to her, smiling at her naked form. His tongue came out and licked the area around his lipless mouth. "You're perfect." he said, then knelt down and put a hand around her neck. "You can forget about escape, of course. You're never going to leave. You belong to me and my crew now. And you have but one purpose: to make us happy, to be used as we see fit."
 
SaC:
"Y-you know what's wrong with me?" She sniffed, taking her hand and slowly standing. "What's happening to me then? I feel so strange, I don't sleep, and I'm just so hungry!" She cried, wiping her eyes. "I feel like some kind of awful monster."

TS13:
She looked him up and down, smiling and shaking his hand. "Well, I know you try to save dying species through genetic alterations and breeding research. I did an intership during college at a breeding lab, so I'm familiar with most of the terminology and procedure, as well as, ahem, assisted collection."

TftC:
She grabbed his hand, trying to pull it from her throat. "Fuck you! You can't just kidnap me like this!" She struggled, punching his arm to little effect. "I'm not going to have sex with some filthy snake like you!" She kicked his crotch, somewhat surprised that it didn't work. "Right...reptiles." She muttered, still squirming in his grip.
 
SaC:
Trisha nodded. "It's okay. You're going to enjoy what you've become. It's a gift." She smiled, lips tight. "You're like me now, a thing of beauty. Not a monster." She reached into her pack, and pulled out a water bottle filled with a dark red liquid. She unscrewed the top. "Drink this; it's the only thing that will satisfy you now. You haven't been taken care of properly, so you need to drink it all, need to get your strength back. By the way, I'm Trisha. What's your name?"

TS13:
He nodded as she explained what she knew and her past experience. He knew it all already, of course; it was in her resume. "Well, Yukiho, that makes it easier to explain. I'm trying to take a new approach. Artificial wombs, as you know, are the weak point of assisted collection-based breeding programs. They're difficult to manage. What I'm trying to do is find ways to simplify the process, to adapt live subjects to carry the offspring to term. I noticed in your biomedical profile that you were listed as possessing an ideal level of genetic versatility for performing assisted collection, which will be quite useful in my research. Now, have you actually had any hands-on experience with performing assisted collection? I'd hate for you to be placed into such a situation with some of our more ... exotic specimens with no prior experience."

TftC:
"I already did." he said, smirking after her failed attempt to kick him in the crotch. "You're far away from any hope of rescue. We had to go out of our way quite a bit to reach your little backwater world, and all of us are quite eager to get out our stress." He pinned her against the wall. "Please, try to resist; we like it when our toys squirm and fight. It makes it so much more satisfying when we have to kill you. Over and over. You will learn to accept that this is all you are good for: a worthless fucktoy and pain-doll, used, abused, destroyed, and brought back for more fun." Between his legs, a thin slit had appeared, and two thick, pulsing tentacles emerged. They were too close together for her to try to kick him with any effectiveness, and his twin penises began to trail over her lower stomach, hips, and thighs.
 
SaC:
"I...don't remember...Some guy jumped me in the park, I think he bit me, everything before that is all muddled." She took the bottle, sniffing it. "It looks kinda off...but that smell..." She quickly drained the bottle, licking her lips. "Ahh, that tastes wonderful, thank you." She smiled. "I've been trying to figure out who I was, but I don't have anything that seems to tell me. I guess I was homeless before."

TS13:
"You mean like, me being a carrier for the young?" She blushed. "I suppose that would work. I assume we would collect, and then impregnate me? I mean, you can't mean for me to mate animals. Some of these things are violent, deadly..." She chuckled. "I'm not against carrying young, but I will have to make a few requests. Firstly, I'll need either transport from my home, or lodging on-site, as it'll be difficult to drive with a swollen belly. Secondly, if I stay at home, I'll need money to make it more livable while pregnant. Install a stair-lift, railings, walk-in tub, things to make it safer. Lastly, I'd prefer if larger young be taken via c-section, I'd prefer not to be gaping."

TftC:
She grimaced as he spoke, horrified at what he was saying, her mind desperately running, trying to find a way out. "So...you want a fight?" She smirked, suddenly slumping down, limp in his grip. "You won't get it from me, I'm going to make it as unsatisfying as possible. If I'm dying either way, I'd rater did leaving you frustrated and bored with me."
 
SaC:
Trisha smiled. "Forgetting your past self is part of the change. It lets you be reborn, remade as someone and something else." she said, nodding as the girl drained the bottle. "You'll be better soon. Now, I want you to come with me. I can give you a purpose, a new life. What you are now, what I am, we're social creatures. We like to be around our own kind."

TS13:
He nodded. "Most of the other applicants refused based on the idea of having to carry the young. I'm glad to see that you're open to the idea. Anyway, on-site lodging will be provided, properly furnished for livability, so that we can study you as your pregnancies advance. However, I will caution you, this will require certain physical modifications to your body as well, to help with carrying some of the more unusual offspring. These will be reversible, and fully covered under the research budget. All requisite medical care will also be handled. There have, after all, been incidents where creatures were improperly contained during semen collection. So it is not entirely without risk. I'm telling you this so that you can make your final decision on whether to accept or not with all the facts. As far as I am concerned, you are perfect for the position. However, I have to give you the chance to back out or accept of your own free will."

TftC:
"Death won't release you. We can bring you back easily. You will die repeatedly, only to be resurrected and used again and again. And you will try to fight. It's how your species works. You won't be able to take what we will do to you without trying to resist." he said. "In fact, I guarantee you, you will be squirming and fighting within minutes. You will be in pain. You will be in ecstasy. And I think I'm going to kill you just to bring you back, to show you that your torment will not end."
 
SaC:
"That sounds...right." She smiled, looking the other woman over. "So...what exactly are we then? I guess not human anymore..." She shrugged slightly. "Not that being human is any fun anyway..." She chuckled, stretch as her strengh returned from feeding.

TS13:
"Well, that sounds like a very good deal..." She paused. "I wouldn't be against the modifications either...But the possibility of incedents is worrying...do you have reconstruction facilities here? I can't really take this job if I have to worry about being killed on a daily basis."

TftC:
"Don't care." She flopped limply in his grip. "I'm not giving you the satisfaction of turning me into your terrified victim." She looked up at him blankly. "See this? It's my not caring face. I don't care what you do with me. I'm not going to do what you want."
 
SaC:
Trisha smiled, baring her fangs, four glinting canines. "Vampires, my dear pet. We're vampires. And you are going to be the first in my new coven, my first servant. I will be your Mistress, your Queen, your Goddess. You will serve me however I wish." She reached out and stroked the girl's face. "But there is something that must be done first, to ensure your devotion and obedience. Come with me and we can do." her other hand grabbed one of the girl's, pulled her toward her.

TS13:
"An understandable concern. And yes, we do. We have state-of-the-art reconstruction facilities here, the best money can buy. One can never be too careful in this line of work." he said. "So, knowing that there is no real danger, that we can repair anything that happens, what is your answer?"

TftC:
"Not a problem." the reptilian alien said with a grin. One of the tentacle-like cocks flexed upward, bringing itself up to Nadia's eye level. A shudder went through the appendage, and barbs emerged from the surface. "This will tear your walls open, make you bleed, lubricate your passage with your own blood. And I will enjoy it." With that, he made good on his promise, the tentacle-cock moving down and teasing over her entrance, the barbs scratching the outside of her slit.
 
SaC:
"Vampires? I thought those were myth." She ran her tongue over her teeth. "That makes sense I guess." She pulled her hand back. "Wait, why should I be obedient to you? You've been nice but I'm not your plaything, and you're not my queen."

TS13:
"Yes. Given the experience, and the salary, it's more than worth being a surrogate. And, the ad did say there's room for growth, so who knows, in a few decades I might be running my own lab." She smiled,signing the last of the paperwork.

TftC:
She groaned, trying to suppress the pain. "Does it matter? It's not like you'll go easy on me if I submit. Either way I get torn apart, so why make it more enjoyable for you?"
 
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