An Eclipse of Corruption (Vuxayl x Cricket)

[Vuxayl]

With how many blades it had on its body, it wasn't hard for Hesh to remove the last remaining clothes that stood in her way. Its tongue danced around the man's body, tracing his flesh in an almost feverish passion, prodding every nook and cranny and dragging its wet, slick surface across his skin. From where he was standing, Xayun could only see the back of the man's body, claws and long blades over it like a prey's last moments after being caught by a particularly voracious spider.

The creature was already rubbing both its genitals on the man's crotch, eagerly awaiting for the time where it could start mating again. Hesh's tongue rolled down an impressive length from its mouth, more like a flat tentacle than an actual tongue, and started licking whatever intimate flesh it could reach. Coiling around his cock, it started wetting and stroking the shaft, preparing him to take the monster - just like it wanted.

Hesh's black eyes glinted with its barely-contained enthusiasm. Even the creature's saliva, specially one of the more imposing and powerful ones, was enough to start the corruption process. Her blades had scored multiple cuts on his skin, blood trickling down the wounds, and they stood in such a way that the man couldn't move without risking digging himself further in them. Hesh's bladed limbs kept its mates tightly locked, and struggling was useless.

Not that the man wanted to leave any more. He became less afraid, less fearful... and more aroused by the monster's influence. His cock grew hard, rubbing against Hesh's hungry slit - he started to want it, too. "Yes... embrace me!..." it said, before burying itself on his shaft and beginning to thrust itself in and out of it. "Y-yes... fuck us... mhmm..." Both were now so focused with the fornication that it seemed not to pay much attention to the other two crew-members.

Xayun looked nervously at Karilel, and then back at the man. What the fuck were they going to do? He wanted to run, but there was nowhere to run to. His hand brushed against his small sidearm, and he thought maybe they could fend off and barricade themselves somewhere... but no. There were thousands, maybe hundreds of practically unstoppable flesh-demons around them. The tunnels for the way out were a maze they knew far better, and the surface crew was a vain hope by now.

"We're fucked." was all he said. In more ways than one, he realised with added horror. Swallowing dryly, he shifted his attention back to the sidearm, and then to Karilel. "Well... I think... we don't have a choice. Are you... ready?" Xayun was just about to grab the weapon when something started falling from the ceiling. Something that fell right on top of him, and that by mere chance didn't snap his spine in half.

Groaning under it, Xayun turned his head around to better see just what had pinned him to the ground like that. "Welcoming us to you, shall have a blessed orgy..." The creature on top of him was, like the other larger creatures, unique in appearance - a large and wide torso that held itself together with straps of flesh and bloodied skin, wide enough that it seemed like either the creature was splitting itself into two, or had been the result of a merge between two others. Two arms on either side, and four legs in total... together with two pairs of genitals, hanging dangerously above him.

"F-fuck!..." He tried to roll away from the creature, but its claws were already digging into his suit. There was something strange... something awfully different. The air. His helmet had cracked after the fall, and now he was taking in the intoxicated air that they breathed. Ripping through clothing like it was made of paper, the twin creature was already uncovering his whitish skin, and dragging its bloody torso on his chest. Xayun could feel it throbbing against his own sex, and he thought that was the end. They should have acted sooner.

But the overwhelming feeling to mate with the creature never came. Or at least, not with the intensity that he'd seen, from the air and the creatures' fluids... he could feel a growing warmth all over his body, feeling his own cock swelling, but nothing that almost instantly overrode his own volition. He still had power over himself... and dragging his powerful hind legs under him and the creature, he kicked it off of him with all the strength he could muster.

The creature itself wasn't expecting him to resist the "initiation" so easily, and it wasn't prepared for the kick. It flew a few feet away from him, rolling to a stop somewhere near Hesh and its spellbound mate. Xayun quickly picked himself up and reached for the handgun, but the damn creature had crushed it to uselessness. Looking over to Karilel half-naked and through the cracked glass of his helmet, he barely had any time to warn her of the mass of tentacles crawling towards her at an incredible speed.

 

[Cricket]

They had gone from seemingly esteemed guests to traitors, and the third and final crewmember had been corrupted. Karilel gave Xayun a small nod of agreement. This was it; they would be corrupted or die. She started to flex her hand in case Xayun couldn't get to his weapon. It was no longer an instant process for her because the flesh and grime were taking their toll on her body. But if she just had enough time, she could still create a spike piston to end his life. In what she assumed would be her last thoughts, Karilel considered she was glad that her lessened emotions made her slightly less sad and terrified over their demise.

The massive twin-like creature fell onto Xayun before Karilel had a chance to follow through. "Xayun!" she cried out, and began rushing to him. But she was slowed by her failing joints, and as she tried to grasp for him, she realized with dismay that her hand was a spike and could not grab. The monster used one of its available hands that were not pinning Xayun down to bat her away. She was relatively sturdy, but still got knocked back several feet and skidded to a stop.

She couldn't be winded like an average being from a blow like that, but still had trouble getting to her feet. Meanwhile, the creature was removing Xayun's suit, and Karilel knew he had to be breathing in the contaminated air. From what they had seen, that was the point of no return. She stood still, watching and waiting to confirm her fears that Xayun and the huge beast would begin fucking right here and now. But somehow, he still had his wits about him, and shoved the beast off! Karilel looked back at him in shock, and took one step towards him, distracted by her surprise. Xayun was opening his mouth to shout something. She just started to swivel her head around, when a meaty tentacle grasped her around the waist and yanked her back like a ripcord.

Karilel was looking over her shoulder when it happened, so she saw herself being pulled toward the writhing mass. There were tentacles of all variations-- thick, thin, long, short, slick, phallic, pointed-- and there were nearly a hundred of them. There were no obvious eyes or mouth that she could see, either.

She was retracted into the mass of tentacles, and they engulfed her body. Whatever remains of her suit she had were immediately torn off. This was likely where the victim was supposed to give into the atmosphere's effects and long for the tentacles' touch, but Karilel clearly didn't work that way. The mass might not even have a brain to know it didn't work, she considered.

Laut'Haler's were strong, Karilel told herself. She pulled and thrashed against the tentacles, but there were so many. Nearly all of them were against her body now. The delicate ones fluttered along the numerous folds of her skin. She tried to close them off to an intruders, but the grime was preventing that. So the smallest of tentacles found the smallest of breaches, and opened her up. They dove deep into her circuitry and played with her wiring to the point that it made her body spasm. Her voice made distorted noises and her lighting behaved erratically.

The larger tentacles prodded between her legs. Her anatomy didn't yield right away, until some of the tentacles secreted something into her metal skin. The flesh in her body thrummed with pulsing, wanting life, and she could feel her internals changing to wholeheartedly accept the tentacles.

 

[Vuxayl]

The beast that Xayun had managed to throw to a corner of the enclosure they were in took its time getting up. It was still fairly confused at to what had happened... the alien should have succumbed to the great one's blessing, and become a cherished one with the mere breathing of the air around them, and the contact with the creature's own slick, oozing fluids. It had always been like that, mostly at least. Two brains proved not smarter than one, and it turned to Hesh as if questioning her about what was happening, pivoting around and giving Xayun some time to act.

Hesh, however, wasn't paying much attention to it right now. Rocking its body up and down along the other crew-member's cock, it was relishing itself with the sweet pleasures of sex and grinding its flesh against his, milking that shaft with every muscle of her dripping tunnel. Her four breasts bobbed up and down from the quick motions, and her bladed limbs scratched against the rocky floor and the crew-member's body in a passionate and almost dangerous way. Both had their eyes rolled up high, breathing hastily from the build-up of lust and pleasure from the fucking while a mixture of blood and sexual fluids pooled around their genitals. A long, drawn out moan of satisfaction escaped from Hesh's torn lips, and she wasn't feeling like paying attention to much else.

Fortunately for the twin beast, a couple of other larger creatures were already observing them half-hidden in the shadows, already kissing, touching and deliciously stroking each other from the display that Hesh gave them, and which soon the other creatures and crew-members would as well. It turned violently to them, and grunted. "What? Why no do?" Came a crooked, whispering, metallic voice from the depths of darkness... "It meant to be blessed one... like us and you. It take time to feel the blessing of great one... it take dedication, cherishing... it chosen to be, by great one. It meant to be given blessing, over and over, until it be blessing itself. Like us and you, Rhum. Blessed ones. They will be."

The creature took a while to process the other creature's mechanical instructions, idly looking at the grimy metal floor with its huge body obscuring what few sources of light were visible from where they were. "Uh..." Xayun himself was already near Karilel, and the... thing that had snatched her with its tendrils. They needed to get away from these creatures, or die right there if such wasn't possible, and both required them to stay together. Since the air and those creature's fluid didn't have the expected, damning effect on them both... and if they managed to keep them at a distance... with his ragged suit dragging behind him, Xayun drove his talons behind the first constricting tentacle he found, and pulled until it was cleanly ripped off the creature that held Karilel. It shrieked, more of annoyance than pain. There were so many of them, wrapped around Karilel... it was impossible to cut them all, but he tried anyway. Until Rhum made up its mind and flung itself towards him, dragging his body well away from the Laut'Haler.

Xayun landed with his back against the floor, and with that monstrosity over him. It was now using its massive weight and strength to actually keep him pinned down, such that Xayun couldn't even slide its legs under it like before. It breathed heavily against his chest, and with a pair of extra limbs it easily tore off what remained of his protective clothing. Completely naked in the lair of these beasts, his chalky-white body contrasted with the dirty panelling, and a few trickles of purple blood seeped from fresh lacerations in his skin. Looking up, all he could see was a moving mass of half-hidden flesh and tendons - at least, he didn't have to look at the thing's ugly, ugly faces. Something heavy then dropped down, pressing its throbbing head against him. Before Xayun could react beyond a mere though of dread, the creature pushed it as deep as it could, and started thrusting inside against his flesh. He winced... but it didn't feel as painful and horrific as he thought it would. The thought that it wasn't that bad was somehow even more horrifying than the dreadful thoughts before.

Thin fleshy strands vibrated against the metal panels of Karilel's body, testing them further and giving her yet even more alien sensations. Without the suit covering her, the flesh that had infiltrated her body could be easily seen, parting some of her panels to reveal an entrance between her legs, an entrance dripping of desire to be filled. Each of the dozens and dozens of tentacles held her above ground in an unbreakable vice-grip - and pulled her legs even more upwards, to further expose whatever hole she would have that could embrace the creature's touch. Thick, broad-headed tentacles slid across the immobilized android's surface like snakes looking for an entrance, leaving trails of warm, slimy fluid; once they found Karilel's tunnel, their heads dragged themselves along its rim before two plunged deep inside. From the heads of both shot out a uncountable number of very thin nerves and blood vessels, wrapping themselves around what they could find inside her and seeping through the thinnest slits in her internals; touching and stimulating whatever electronics they touched as the thicker shafts started hungrily pumping in and out of her fleshy sex. From both of them various tiny holes seeped a slick, cloudy liquid, such much that it even dripped out from between her legs, pooling on the ground, and her body rocked up and down from the creature's pounding.

The sound of raging sex and lust kept going until the larger creatures were satisfied, slowly pushing themselves away from whatever they'd been fucking, long and thick strands of cum and sexual fluids holding on to them as they broke free. Hesh laid on the ground the new "cherished one" around her, her stretched womb now full again of warm, rich, delicious seed... there were few things as satisfying in paradise. Still, they had other things to attend to.

"Take them to holding room," she said, lazily pointing one of the stained blades at Xayun and Karilel, spent. "They will join us... but not yet."

 

[Cricket]

Karilel felt her body altering but could do nothing against it. The tentacles plunged and rocked inside of her, and electric orgasms shook her body in response. Her blue lights flickered erratically, sometimes even shining brighter.The flesh and cum inside of her entire body was making her mind fuzzy, and everything was a haze of sex. All her robotic connections stopped responding to whatever she was trying to communicate, and a new response was taking over.

After what could have been an eternity, the tentacles released her. Karilel fell to the ground, leaking fluids from all of her gaps. She tried to move, or do anything, but the fucking had left her as a husk for the time being. She was vaguely aware of some behemoths dragging her away.

On a perfect day, she would still have enough energy to keep functioning. But her new "rewiring" shut her mind off into a deep stasis, as a response to her sexual ordeal. Sex was never something she thought about much, but in her slumber that pulling feeling now included a thrumming arousal. It was subtle, lurking, and still controllable. But it was there, and it was definitely a result of the process.

At some point, her eyes flicked on, awake. Her head creaked around in a daze. She was in the holding room-- a large, high ceilinged, sloped chamber in a dome shape. There were crude lights here, but the glow was eerie and discomforting. There didn't seem to be any cherished ones immediately around them, but there were sharp spears of metal and other bizarre instruments decorating the ground and walls.

Karilel was suspended partly in the air in a spread-eagle position. There were posts of metal driven through her body in various spots, keeping her pinned. There were two in her shoulders and forearms, two in her chest, and two for her legs. It was possible the monsters couldn't restrain her in a better way because of her android build and abilities.

She tried to wrench herself free. None of the impaling spikes seemed to have been driven through her metal-- any of the wounds were not new. Instead, the metal plates had parted for the spears, and the flesh filling her filled up the space, practically fusing her to the spikes. Her body welcomed the intruders and had tried to incorporate it into her anatomy. She was reminded of the appearance of many of the cherished ones.

It took her a minute to find her voice. When she finally spoke, it was distorted but still comprehensible. "...Xayun?" she warbled. Her head flicked around to see him.