Not What I Signed Up For, But I Still Love it (Razgriz x Major Mario)

[Razgriz]

As civilizations rise and fall, their successors learn from the past. How to grow, what to avoid (most of the time), and whom to rely on for direction and progress. The terms are often very loosely based, as often progress comes in unexpected ways. Sometimes it's all-out war, sometimes it's with the right words at the right time to the right person. And other times it even requires no action by either party.

But as they say, every success is built upon a thousand failures. And this colloquial catch-all phrase rings true in every aspect of life. From getting a job to procreation, from acquiring money and power to stealing a priceless relic. In all cases, it revolved around a singular goal: The acquisition of something of value. Value is what made things desirable, attractive, respected and even feared. Value was the one thing that the Universe provided...But it was up to the right person to find it in whatever it was they were looking for.

Something that the Knights, Freemasons and Illuminati - all those 'fake groups' that supposedly operated from the shadows - understood all too well. They acquired things of value: Land, riches, knowledge and people in all positions of power and walks of life. And as the years progressed, so did their view on what was 'valuable'. History claimed them to be frauds, disbanded and in some cases, raided and executed. This was the furthest from the truth...And in fact, all happened to be one in the same.

They were just different branches of the same group, their agents and power pulling the strings of nations with the skill and deftness of a master puppeteer.

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*YEAR 4999*

Humanity had grown quite a bit since their rocky beginnings. Systems once thought unreachable now could be traveled to in a matter of hours. Stars that people thought they could never see now visible off the port-windows of an interstellar cruiseliner. Wars now took places hundreds of thousands of miles above a civilized planet's surface. And with all these distractions, it made people none the wiser about the underbelly of the world.

And what secrets their governments, and those associated with it, held.

"Sir? Subject A-dash-three-twenty-one is awake; the theta pinch bottle appears to be holding steady."

These words were spoken by a portly man dressed in a navy-blue fullbody biohazard suit, a mad-looking scientist approaching holding what appeared to be a small sphere. It seemed inert, until one surface popped open to display a variety of screens and data readouts. "Vitals appear normal...Good." said the man, his accent heavy with very thick Old World Scandinavian undertones. The room they were in was fairly empty, save for a large energy field that contained the object of their fascination, along with several computers and localized generators that kept the field's integrity. It was a creature of undocumented origin, of unknown physiology...And the lives it had taken their predecessors to procure, sedate and contain it?

Insurmountable...But with this latest round of experiments, they would succeed. The deaths of those who served this great organization would not be in vain! Such a creature would make no one able to oppose them...But the key, the last and absolutely essential component, was deciphering how to harness this power. The things it could do...What secrets it held...They had learned much, but they still had so much more to learn!

"And...In regards to our latest trial?" asked the apparent leader of the this team, a skinnier and taller woman dressed in the same type of biohazard suit as her stouter male compatriot explaining, "The poison A-three-twenty-one emits appears to have no effect on B-two-forty-seven, sir...Nor does exposure to the madness it can induce. Much like A-three-twenty-one, its rarity seems to have given it several advantages against its abilities." The scientist nodded, "Very good. Begin field linking; watch for feedback and make sure the frequency does not exceed two times threshold! We almost lost A-three-twenty-one the last time!"

A scurrying of movement could be heard as the preparations were made, soon a fairly grotesque and bizarre-looking creature emerging. "Well then, A-three-twenty-one...I do hope you feel more cooperative than the last time we tried this. B-two-forty-six was a priceless antiquity, one that can never be replaced...But lucky for you, our trials show us that you have very little to combat this with. Of course...If you feel like sharing, we can make this much smoother for everyone." then said the scientist, his left artificial eye seemed to 'dilate' as the lens focused on the strangely humanoid creature he was attempting to converse with.

 

[Major Mario]

Once it became clear that humankind was a species worth examining, Ebrietas was brought into the fold to study their growth at the behest of her master. Many other cosmic beings crept into the universe to take a look for themselves, but alas, most of them found little value in these bumbling, awkward creatures. The few who did only saw amusement and fiendish delight in pitting them against one another or capitalizing on the inherent greed and sin within them. Ebrietas, a prodigal student under Nyarlathotep when he still bothered to walk the earth, persuaded other beings to take their affairs elsewhere as she, acting as a kind, nurturing mother, wanted humanity to grow without outside influence. To that degree, she refused to intervene in mortal affairs and was forced to endure their senseless wars, immature hatred and more.

She had modelled herself after the humans in due time, and therein laid her first mistake. Ebrietas became attached to those she was observing, and at times she got too close to the point where tales cropped up about her. Century after century her cover was gradually chipped away until she was actively hounded by gifted, yet vile humans. The cosmic being had little idea how it happened, or how long it had been since she was captured; all that Ebrietas knew was that humans have proved themselves far more clever than she could give them credit for, and now she was trapped and forced to endure experimentation by less-than-sympathetic scientists. At her full power she would have driven threats to madness and suicide, and if that failed- which it rarely did- then the poison secreted through her flexible tendrils would kill in seconds. Here, however, her powers had been nullified somehow, and Ebrietas felt vulnerable.

One could say the nurturing creature was afraid, even!

Even now Ebrietas tried to ignore and avoid the piercing gazes of the scientists outside her containment field. She acted as if she was still sleeping, still exhausted from the previous experiments and the humiliation she had to endure. Alas, the jig was up and the humans in biohazard suits knew that she was awake, and with the pneumatic hissing of a door or something of the like opening nearby, Ebrietas had to get up from her spot on the cold, sleek floor. She had slept in a pose similar to a discarded, distraught harlot; prostrate on the floor at an angle that highlighted her femininity. Her glowing amber eyes glared out at the men watching her before she took notice of the grotesque creature ogling her.

"You're a disgrace to your kind," Ebrietas, A-321 snarled to the mad scientist. She pushed herself off from the floor and stood tall at about 5'7", completely naked with her strange violet skin on full display along with the odd tentacles swaying about her limbs at a lazy, lethargic pace. Stars above, Ebrietas felt as weak as a human female and terribly degraded. "Whatever do you hope to accomplish bringing this sad creature in here with me?"

 

[Razgriz]

The scientist could only smile as A-321 put up that oh-so-brave front; in truth, they went through these measures because the group knew how dangerous she was. There was little doubt she could annihilate them in a matter of seconds, but with this field that they had spent millenia developing? It would be nigh impossible without outside interference of some kind.

Even so, the scientist was well aware of her charm; her humanoid form was rather attractive, even someone as objective-driven as him could see that. But that had little precedent over what they wanted. Over what was needed. "Ah, there's that delightful banter. Glad that you're spry, else we might not get a good result." said the scientist, smiling as his artificial eye 'twitched', the adjustable lens contracting as it read over her body before traveling over to the creature that was to be her 'partner' for this experiment.

"As for what we intend to accomplish? I had thought you would know by now....You're far too dangerous to be released, A321. But, I'm certain your progeny can be very useful. And so far, nothing has been able to successfully mate with you. Even the rarest and most powerful specimens in our possession you've destroyed." Giving her a slight smile, the scientist then continued, "But with this - our people call it the Scherezade, others colloquially call it a 'lust beast' - exists in the farthest reaches of dark space. It can breed anything...Anyone. And with a being of such dual existence as yourself, well, I think you'll appreciate why we would use such a lovely creature."

And as the containment fields linked together, the Scherezade seemed to go for A-321 with gusto. Its plenitude of tentacles wrapped around her limbs, a sensational bioelectric field flooding her neurons with the signals of pleasure and ecstasy. One tactic its kind used often to make its prey more malleable, the tentacles serving as conduits to stimulate her entire body, the thick knobby member between its legs flopping out from a large sheath as it pulled her close to its body.

 

[Major Mario]

True, Ebrietas was dangerous. The poison she secreted from her skin was far more potent than that of a Poison Dart Frog or Pufferfish, and with sharp tendrils coated in the stuff, she could sting harder than a Box Jellyfish. Simply put, were she to jab someone with her tentacles with the intent to kill, death would be near-instantaneous. But her psionic powers were far worse. Should she have the imagination and desire to do it, whatever it was, it could be done. The laws of physics, nature and space did not apply to her at her full power.

Here though her poison was now as effective as the oil from poison ivy, and her psionic powers were little more than exquisite ESP, a sixth sense that manifested itself as 'woman's intuition'.

"I... I thought you would have buried the thought," Ebrietas murmured, aghast with wide eyes as she turned away from the mad scientist with arms raised over her breasts. She had little shame, yet the scientist's gaze troubled her. "I am not your breeding stock, human," she growled, her brave front crumbling by the second as the lust beast drew near. "And I'm most certainly not some... some- H-hey now, don't come any closer!"

All of Ebrietas' protests would be in vain. She watched as the lust beast- a creature cosmic beings both feared and pitied- filed into her enclosure and came after her with gusto. The thing looked like something out of these human's Japanese animes or worse; luscious, bio-luminescent purple skin covered the creature's mass while a swath of tentacles, appearing from behind the beast's body in what Ebrietas first figured to be a kitsune's tail, flew towards her like yellow shooting stars. Ebrietas, with tentacles of her own to defend herself with, tried to flee or at the very least deflect some of the boneless limbs coming for her, but her tendrils were weak and yielded to the lust beast to allow it to ensnare her.

"Aah! Ssstop!"

The poison within Ebrietas' pores was overridden by pleasure and ecstasy. Like thick oil her body was covered in a warm, tingling sensation that made it hard for her to move or resist. Ebrietas, pitifully, tried to turn away from the lust beast, but in doing so she lost her footing and fell to the ground only to be grasped and held more securely. Like paralyzed prey before the maw of a powerful beast, Ebrietas was vulnerable. Her amber eyes went dark as her core, superheated by the pounding of her heart and the lust beast's many tricks, spread passion through her body and down into her loins. Was she really going to have to endure this humiliation again?

But this time was different- the scientists had done something to her, or perhaps her body had been toyed with long enough to the point where she was looking forward to the lust beast's touch. Ebrietas didn't want any of this, yet her body was eager to begin. She gritted her teeth and glared up at the lust beast.

"Y-you're going to... going to ruin me with that thing, aren't you?" Ebrietas whimpered as her eyes caught a glimpse of the beast's obscene member.

 

[Razgriz]

"Oh no, far from it; we were just waiting and biding our time. Trying each trick we could think of to break you towards this fate. Strengthen the resonance barriers, and increasing damping frequency. We must not give A321 any room to harm the Scherezade while it copulates." said the scientist, the Scherezade lining her up.

Its tendrils seemed to pulse with energy, their glowing surfaces colorful and vibrant as they gently squeezed and seemed to even massage her limbs, its foremost limbs coming to grasp her ample thighs and help spread her legs apart. Exposing the distinctly human-like slit between her legs. The insanely thick hard member seemed to be covered in a tough, near-black leathery skin meant to resist/push through any intrusion, the 'head' perfectly smooth and round with a cross-shaped slit at the very peak of it, bulging a bit and being quite round.

"Even now, A321, I'm so very curious why you chose to model yourself after us; did you hope perhaps to find a human that would do these things with you?" asked the scientist, some of the lust beast's tentacles now beginning to squeeze her heavy breast, those darkened peaks being coiled around helping spread that pleasure through her body. And before long she would be lifted up before it, her back facing its 'chest' as she would be forced to submit. A long prehensile tongue coming to invade her mouth, its surface colored the same as the cock that was poised to penetrate her, its breath somewhat sweet-smelling as its face - those four slit-like yellow and pupil-less eyes watching her every move with great intent.

"Well now...B247 seems to rather enjoy you..." the scientist said, pausing to speak into the sphere in his hand, "Notation eight-six-five-seven-dot-three: B247 appears to be unusually 'playful'; in all other trials except for the D-series compatibility trials, this subject had disregarded foreplay. We'll have to investigate further, but it leads credence to our theory that it senses when it has found a suitable partner for it to bear its spawn does it attempt to induce compliance." Evidenced as such as the bright tendrils seemed to pulse, a few more coming to tease at the slit between her legs, and at the hole of her 'backside'. That thick, meaty shaft hovering so dangerously close to her entrance, waiting until she was truly primed, ready to be bred that it would give her the ultimate satisfaction.

 

[Major Mario]

"Stop calling me that," Ebrietas grumbled, loathing the sound of A321 even as she started to get manhandled by that abomination of a lust beast. "You know my name; why must you keep objectifying me?"

The cosmic being had asked repeatedly over the years to be given the respect of being called by her chosen name, yet no-one had humoured her. No-one came up with a cute nickname for her either which, while demeaning, was much better than some designation. And here she was again, strung up and forced to endure a creature's attempt to breed her. Ebrietas could endure it without much trouble, but her body was already looking forward to this. Her body, again, was modeled after a human's, and with a human form came human desires and nerves that could be toyed with.

"Aaah... aha, mmph!" Ebrietas offered little resistance to the way the lust beast was now massaging her limbs and grasping her thighs. Sprawled out on the ground on her back, Ebrietas could see in great detail the lengths the lust beast was going to squeeze her dark, malleable breasts. The sinister combination of honey yellow on darkened violet intrigued her in such a passionate way that she couldn't help but blush from shame. "My appearance... is my business. As if I want to talk to you wh- Mmmphh?!"

It soon occurred to Ebrietas that she wasn't going to be taken by the beast in a traditional missionary position. Oh, she would have prefered to not be in this situation at all, but the missionary position offered some comfort and could possibly allow Ebrietas to get a deeper feel for the lust beast. She figured the creature was a lost cause; a sad, pathetic abomination driven by lust, but the cosmic woman had a fool's hope that she could get through to it. Now, however, Ebrietas realized that she was being flipped over onto her stomach and held up by the beast's tentacles in a sort of spread-eagle-like position. It was disgraceful, demeaning, insulting... and yet, a primal part of Ebrietas found it liberating and erotic.

She gagged as the beast's long tongue slipped over her neck and slid between her pursed lips to toy with her own tongue. Ebrietas turned her head to look up at the monster gazing down at her with those four slit-like eyes and found her vision growing hazy. The creature's tentacles were affecting her more and more as she was moved about- already her dark nipples were taut and awaiting further stimulation while her pussy, the velvet gash between her legs, started to drip with desire. The bright tendrils lapping at the entrance would at first come away with a little bit of moisture, but as time passed on Ebrietas would grow hot and wet. Even her asshole seemed to loosen up at the prospect of sex!

Despite Ebrietas' pride and brave nature, her body had betrayed her. Weakly she writhed in the lust beast's tangled hold and kept fixing it with a heated glare before a few wayward, sensual strokes to her cosmic cunny toppled her guard. She shivered and mewled; her voice muffled around the tongue invading her...

 

[Razgriz]

"Because that would imply you are human. Which our extensive testing has thus revealed you are not, no matter the degree of humanity your visage implies." the doctor replied coldly, adding "Besides, to give you a name shows we care to understand you on a personal level. I thought this was made clear from the beginning, but I will re-iterate: You are a tool, A321. A means to further the will of humanity, our Order will make sure of that." His artificial eye contracted the lens once more, eager to witness the scene for himself.

"It seems B247 is ready to begin. Seal all doors, adjust ambient pressure and temperature to facilitate maximum fertility." the doctor said, slapping on a hazard mask; most of his body was machine, but the other scientists in their pressurized suits would be safe as the room's barometric pressure and air temperature would both rise. Something to better mimic the Sherezade's homeworld conditions, to help it be better able to impregnate this cosmic entity. If such a thing was possible; this was well and truly their last resort, otherwise any concepts of the Order's desires for a pliable soldier would be in peril.

The already large member hovering below her seemed to stiffen even more, an aromatic clear fluid leaking from the tip and invading her olfactory sense. The large claw-like hands gripped her thighs and started to push her down on it, the creature seeming to be gentle at first, not wanting to harm its mate. Pushing to help the thick leathery cock invade her sex, while at the same time allowing her to adjust to its size. Soon it would pierce more and more inside her, her walls stretching around the beast's thick tool, feeling that hard length pulsing strongly. The clear fluid spilling from the tip giving more lubrication before she would feel the round bulging head press against her womb's entrance. Her stomach having a bulge that resembled the shape of the lust beast's massive breeding tool, showing how far it had gone inside her.

A low pleased growl left the beast, its tentacles squeezing her limbs as the ones gripping her breasts seemed to contract a bit more, coming further around to touch and tease those honey-dark nipples. It then would lift her up before shoving her back down a bit, its 'hips' thrusting upward to make her stomach distend a bit from the push, her cervix remaining closed for now...But only time would tell if it would reach past that last barrier to her deepest parts. That long tongue continuing to violate her mouth as it started up into a rhythm that was both forceful and if one could imagine such a thing, loving.

And as their coupling went on, a couple more tentacles would come to latch onto her swollen buds, seeming to suck at them as if she were capable of producing milk. "Interesting; of all the subjects B247 has bred, it has never shown such actions towards you, A321...Yes, you must be special for the Scherezade to find it in its nonexistent conscience to treat you in such a manner." the doctor muttered, making notes of this in his portable data-sphere. He would need to upload this encounter to the processing center soon; this find could help them find a way to make their soldier program viable.

 

[Major Mario]

Inch by inch the lust beast surged inside Ebrietas' tight, tight cunny while the violet vixen in question weakly protested against it all, though her words were incoherent thanks to the tongue dragging about inside her mouth. Though Ebrietas was shamefully wet, just enough to make entry somewhat pleasant, she wasn't completely soaking as if she had just come from Niagra Falls. Thankfully she realized that the lust beast had some natural lubrication of its own, or perhaps it was its precum. Either way, grateful as she might be, Ebrietas was far too perturbed by the invasion than she was pleased by the beast's foresight.

"Mmmgph...!"

Ebrietas's body pulsed with primal pleasure as the lust beast's leathery cock slipped deeper and deeper inside her. Such a rich texture! It was far different from any of the other creatures she was forced to breed with; it felt as if the lust beast was capable of scratching and teasing each and every sensitive nerve in her pussy, all the way up to the precious entrance to her womb. Her inner walls, so hot and moist, offered some resistance at first before parting before the might of the lust beast's breeding tool. All of Ebrietas' nerves were in agreement that the whole thing felt so good, especially since the lust beast had overridden her senses with a sort of aphrodisiac-like pleasure substance.

The rhythm was... surprising, to say the least, but Ebrietas once again found herself feeling grateful. She could have been grabbed by the lust beast and fucked into the floor like a ravenous whore, but while getting fucked from behind by a massive beast was still forceful enough to send her breasts swinging forward and the tendrils of her hair swaying about, Ebrietas sensed that the beast was trying to make her feel good. Even the tongue jabbing over her own tongue was passionate enough to make Ebrietas turn crimson in her cheeks. Eventually Ebrietas let out a defeated mewl that carried with it a tinge of rapture.

She didn't want any of this, but there was no helping it- might as well enjoy it, even if it was only the physical aspect.

"Nnnmgh... Mmphh?!"

Ebrietas' eyes sparked with curiosity when she noticed the tentacles molesting, groping and squeezing her breasts make way for a couple more. These ones were different; they landed right on her nipples and started to suckle! Up until now Ebrietas had either killed everything that tried to mate with her or her body couldn't produce progeny, yet all the attempts had confused her body. She was capable of birth; why else would she have mammary glands? Even now as the lust beast toyed with her nipples a very thin stream of milk would start to trickle out, either rolling over the kinky tentacles or being absorbed by them. As the warm sensation filtered through her breasts Ebrietas couldn't help but feel some fear- Without her being at full power, who was to say what these scientists have done to her body over the years?

 

[Razgriz]

The scientist also noticed the lactation, his eye focusing on the pert buds as the Scherezade continued to tease and mate with her. Well now, this was new; all the scans that they had performed showed she wasn't carrying. She had a uterus much like a human, and tests and exploratory surgeries they had done showed her to also possess ovaries. She was clearly capable of being impregnated...And this instance just cemented that as undeniable proof she could be mated.

It was just a matter of what, his smile widening at the prospect of it finally succeeding. All these years and lost specimens would finally come to mean something. "Subject A321 appears to be experiencing lactation; while rare, I do recognize that females can lactate even without having come to bear children, as well as during sex with intense pleasure. We will collect samples of this substance to see if it resembles any known species' milk, or if it is yet another alien substance her body can produce." They had managed to fully analyze and deconstruct the structure of her poison, something he was incredibly proud of his team for. Especially since discovering it could be used either concentrated as a lethal poison or aerosolized as a paralytic.

Now it was up to them to see if this new liquid would yield similar beneficial uses for their little group.

Naturally they had attempted varying strengths of fertility drugs and even 'homeopathic' remedies to increase their chances of breeding her. Something that had helped her already attractive proportions become matronly, the cruder younglings likely to go so far as to say she was a 'MILF'. .And something seemed to get the Scherezade interested in her, especially with the continued gentle treatment. Its pounding increased a bit more, those nipple-latched tendrils sucking harder. Clear apple-sized bulbs formed just in front of her perked dark buds, allowing both her and the scientists to see the growing amount of milk filling them. Her ample breasts bouncing as its hands held her closer to it, letting her fell that thick shaft pulsing harder and harder inside her.

And then something else happened: The tip of its cock seemed to 'blossom', a knobbly more wriggling blue appendage bursting out and pushing past her cervix. The folds at the tip seemed to then 'latch' to the opening of her womb, painlessly but firmly. And with one last thrust, the 'inner cock' pushed through into her unprotected womb, that bump in her belly getting larger it completely filled her. Its thrusts got shorter but harder, its sperm sacs in its body getting larger and larger, making bumps start to form on its body just above where its thick member poked from its body. It was clearly close to releasing everything it had, the tentacles groping her starting to secrete a slime and the tongue in her mouth putting a natural fertility booster into her mouth, the taste like honey water.

And as if to compound her pleasure even further, one last tendril them poked at the star of her backside. Using a natural lubricant to help slip inside the primed back door, this would aid in her relaxing her muscles, allowing her to take everything the beast would give her.

 

[Major Mario]

'I shouldn't be... shouldn't be lactating!' Ebrietas thought as she continued to endure the lust beast's advances. Clearly her body had changed since she had been captured, or perhaps this was just a result of her losing her grasp on her powers. Either way, it was wholly humiliating! 'Nnnggg... Th-this thing's gonna milk me dry...'

Indeed, thanks to the scientists of this shady organization, her body had certainly changed. Her hips were wider, her breasts heavier and her body seemed more supportive in general- no sag, no defects whatsoever. It wasn't necessarily a bad change if Ebrietas were honest with herself, but it was still rather humiliating.

She would have gritted her teeth and let out a string of silent curses at the molestation to her nipples and breasts, but the lust beast still had his tongue jammed inside her mouth. Ebrietas' amber eyes went hazy as lust soon overrode any shame and convinced her to enjoy what was going to happen. Her innermost walls tightened in glee as her breasts, squeezed and stimulated, continued to funnel rich, thin milk through her nipples and into those strange wine-glass bulbs. Bit by bit Ebrietas could see the white nectar seep into the lust beast's bulbs, and with so much of it she started to feel a tinge of pride. Stars above, it just felt so good- her nipples were being toyed with every second, keeping her toes curling in ecstasy while her eyes remained unfocused.

Her pussy no longer tried to stem the tide of the lust beast's massive cock and instead let loose, giving it free roam to ravage Ebrietas as much as it pleased. Even before the lust beast sought to claim Ebrietas' womb as its own personal play pen, the cosmic woman's stomach seemed to pulse and stretch as the thick cock pounded her with great force, easily showing the shape! The woman didn't think that the pleasure could be magnified any more, but once the fat cock snuggled tight against her cervix and shot forth some kind of inner cock deep inside her womb, Ebrietas nearly lost it. She squealed in rapture and terror- her cunt started to convulse and Ebrietas couldn't help but orgasm just enough to treat the scientists watching with the lovely, erotic sight of her sexual fluids trickling out from around the leathery plug stuffing her up.

Ah, but there was more! Ebrietas hardly realized that she was being penetrated from behind until her mini-orgasm wore off. She could feel the obtrusion, the slimy tentacle roving about in her forbidden channel, and positively gagged on the lust beast's tongue from the sensation. How could something so forbidden, so depraved... feel so good?!

 

[Razgriz]

"Seems even a magnificent creature such as yourself has their limits...You're the first to resist the Scherezade's little assortment of tricks for so long. Be proud, for that makes you even more worthy to study." said the bionic scientist, grinning eagerly at seeing what fruits of these labors might be born. Yes, there was little doubt this endeavor would end in success. It had to, everything he was reading was showing she had begun to accept this, along with her own body language.

"Keep recording, the lot of you; and put the Scherezade in isolation to extract the liquid samples for analysis." he instructed, a bunch of muttered "Yes Sir" remarks ringing out as he let the scene unfold before them.

The Scherezade meanwhile humped its new mate harder and harder, the bulge in her stomach disappearing and reappearing as its body shuddered. Feeling her tight passage squeeze its member in bliss, signaling to it she was ready. The tentacle in her back passage starting to vibrate and pulse, emitting a scentless warming fluid that would help alight her nerves in bliss. The mechanism to drive a female's want to be bred through the roof, though it didn't seem this was too much of a problem.

And right as her first orgasm would die down, its pounding seemed to slow...But then picked up rapidly, both the leathery shaft and squirming inner member starting to thicken and throb violently. The bumps of its sperm sacs got even bigger, evident of what it was about to shoot inside her. Would she be able to handle it? Very likely, considering she was taking its oversized length with little difficulty.

And then the beast gave a loud guttural growl, its hands forcing its thick cock as far as it could do. The first few pulses would yield nothing, no gush of heat, no blast of warmth that would cling to her insides....But a few seconds later, a fat bulge slid up the pulsing shaft before its thick sticky cum spewed inside. Holes on the tip and sides on the more flaccid inner member seeming to spray the viscous white fluid across the entirety of her womb's walls, her pussy becoming completely filled in a matter of seconds...Before long a second doing the same thing, then a third, fourth...How much was it letting out?!

Enough to where her belly would distend as her womb was completely pumped full, looking heavily pregnant with twins, maybe even triplets to match her lactating breasts; and when its release subsided, she would be gently set down. The Scherezade's massive member limping and sliding out, a thick gush of its seed splattering from inside her. Coating her lush thighs and the ground beneath her in their combined mess as her limbs were unbound, the tentacle in her rear and its tongue in her mouth also pulling out.

The scientist then gave a small series of claps, "Very nice, A321; you seemed to have rather enjoyed that. Now then! Barrier in place! Isolate B247 from A321! Begin analysis procedures immediately!" And as the Scherezade was led away, A321 - Ebrietas - would be left temporarily alone as they would first examine her partner for anything useful.

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The next few months would be a mixed bag of feelings for the research team holding the cosmic woman captive. There was progress made, but their tests and experiments seemed to show that their attempts to breed her were, for lack of a better word, a failure. B247 seemed to have failed in impregnating A321, something the doctor was not happy about...But perhaps she was in truth infertile? No, that couldn't be it; there had to be something they were missing.

Thankfully, the traces of fluids recovered did provide insight into the answer; they found potent antigens and compounds in the samples that were consistent with samples recovered from past experiments. But they did not behave according to any known established or theoretical mechanism; tests showed they seemed to have a powerful spermicidal effect. Granted, the females of most species had that trait as well; it was a biological imperative to improve the chances only the most fit of progeny were born.

But...Could her body nullify anything it had deemed unwanted? For as long as they'd held her, they still didn't know everything there was to know. And whenever they did learn something new, it seemed like 20 more paths opened before them to explore even more possibilities.

So...For a while after her harsh breeding session, she would seem to be imprisoned for the rest of her days....Or until such an opportunity arose that she could be liberated. And unbeknownst to her, such a day was soon to come.

As she would sit alone, her companion the light of the field barrier holding her captive, she would soon feel the presence of another...Several, in fact. One that was completely alien to the signatures she had grown accustomed to sensing; and with how late it was, there was little chance there

It could very well be an unannounced visit from the higher-ups of the organization, as they had done such before...But it could also pertain to the possibility of rescue, a chance to leave this hellish place that had been her prison for centuries now!

 

[Major Mario]

After the blissful, though horribly shameful and humiliating, session with the lust beast Ebrietas would try and keep to herself as much as possible, even going so far as to slip into a profound depression. Her body adored the lust beast and what it did to her- she remembered in vivid detail just how hot the beast's cum was as it filled her up and found herself having vivid, wet dreams of what could be on the horizon should she be found pregnant. Nearly every morning she would wake up with a light sheen of sweat and a sinful dampness between her legs, and try as she might there was no hiding it from the scientists. Even when they toyed with her by showing off pictures and videos Ebrietas couldn't help but shiver with desire.

It was the image of herself looking heavily 'pregnant' and thoroughly used that excited Ebrietas, though none of this was to say that she wanted more. Ebrietas, day after day, week after week, dreamed of freedom. She spat curses at the scientists who teased her and ignored the ones who saw her as a mere tool. Even if she met a lone scientist or maintenance worker who had some slight sympathy for her, she flat-out ignored them. Truly it was a dark time for Ebrietas, though it was salvaged somewhat when she felt the presence of some new souls. She wouldn't allow herself to get her hopes up for she figured it was just a group of higher-up officials who, obsessed with power, disposed of the previous group- whether they were old or unambitious- and took the stage just as the others have done over the years.

Cynically, Ebrietas started to believe that humans were all alike... And yet, a strange surge of optimism sparked within her soul and encouraged the cosmic lady to keep an eye out.

 

[Razgriz]

Just outside the compound - its surface a lackluster grey - a portable shuttle seemed to materialize, the cloaking field around it depositing a single armed individual, looking quite intent on exploring the compound before the craft then sped away. Above ground, the sky was dark and tinged with purples, neon blues, brown and grey, evidence of the poison atmosphere of the surface world where this compound resided. Wearing an armored ventilator mask, the 'eyes' were in fact small cameras that fed a real-time view into the HUD within its confines, making it seem like they glowed in the dark. A small chirp was heard within the helmet, fingers coming up to press what was likely a communicator piece built-in.

"Battery and I are going to approach from the main entrance; once we try to hack the security systems, you'll have about ten minutes before they come back online. You sure you want to go in alone?" asked a voice, a gruff one belonging to him saying "We don't know what's in there...Not fully. Just that it's big; our intel shows it's something these Ouroboros bastards won't give up without a fight. One man for the extraction...I've got this. Just keep them off me, and be ready to get me out of here." he said, cutting off comms before approaching the wall.

And after bringing up his gloved right hand, he found the entrance he was looking for: Well, it wasn't an established one, but it was a weaker section of wall that could be cut through. Problem was...Pressure sensors would detect any intrusion, so those needed to be offline. Something that immediately as he heard sirens blare before cutting out; he then removed a large satchel of what was likely powerful explosive and attached it to the wall before retreating a few paces to the right. "Prophet...You got that jammer ready?" he then asked, another voice - deeper, with very slight hints of an Earth's African-American accent, replying "Yes, but be careful; once you're in, none of us will have a way to contact you." Something the masked male then said, "Twenty minutes....Think Battery brought enough firepower?" A laugh was then heard, "She brings enough for hours, man, you know how she likes to party. We'll be alright; just get in there and steal whatever the Ouroboros is hiding."

And as if to cut the conversation short, a loud "BOOM!" was heard, the wall now having a sizeable hole in it before he retreated through. Unfortunately, it also meant that the automated repair function would kick in; something he noticed when the wall closed up of its own accord just as he scampered through the entrance. "Ten minutes to find how to get underground...Twenty minutes total to get out." he muttered, pulling out a wrist-mounted device and scrolling through it; based on one of their captives, they'd gotten some idea of the layout of this place. It was rife with countermeasures to intrusion though, so that meant he had to find a terminal and give himself access to the subterranean levels.

His suit, however, also came equipped with several fun toys: Cloaking software, a decently advanced AI package that could do nearly anything he needed with electrical systems, and nano-ballistic and refractory microfibers to protect against both conventional rounds and energy weapons. The shoes too helped to dampen his footsteps, making him nearly invisible; unknown to him, the one he was sent to retrieve would be able to sense him...And everything he was about to do.

"Let's get to work..."

One by one, Ebrietas would sense this one life-force start snuffing out the others. One by one, they would just vanish, as if Death itself had come for them? Was it perhaps Nyarlathotep himself? One of the other Old Ones, or even a minion come to claim her? What could they possibly want, why would they even come now after so long in imprisonment?

This would continue for some time; and soon the sound of an elevator descending would echo throughout the cavernous complex. One by one, yells of fear would be heard before a small whistling erupted...Silencing the voice. This time the presence would be stronger, clearly far different from the team of researchers here that had used and abused her for the countless centuries. And then a door opened, showing the source of this new presence; his head cocked in confusion, clearly confused as to what he was seeing. He then went wordlessly to a nearby terminal, waving a hand over the monitor to have the AI warfare suites infiltrate and override the locks, bringing up the information about the cell's sole occupant.

He'd seen a lot of aliens in his time, some far less attractive than her, some more so...But what could they want with her? She seemed...Unique for sure, but perhaps the answer lied in the files. Regardless, seeing the designation made it clear this was what he'd come to find. Subject A321, the sole guinea pig in an experiment codenamed "Dark Young". He then stood up and approached the containment field, clearly quite interested.

"They say you're A321...But, if what I've come to know about these Ouroboros bastards is true, that's not your real name, is it?" he then asked the alien woman, taking a quick readout of the room before pulling off his mask and hood to reveal a rather handsome face...In his opinion, anyway. "We don't have a lot of time...But if it's alright, I'd like to know the name of the person I'm getting the hell out of here."

 

[Major Mario]

No... Nyarlathotep wouldn't dare come for Ebrietas, or at least, that was what she firmly believed. Her master was a proud sort who offered little help, if any, to anyone. Like Ebrietas, Nyarlathotep had walked the Earth for some time, yet he had left the planet once it became clear that humanity was here to stay, and in his eyes, that they simply wouldn't learn from previous mistakes. Ebrietas was truly alone in this world now. The few humans she had the pleasure of interacting with had all passed on; no-one besides the members of this organization knew where she was.

Just as the violet-skinned cosmic wonder started to believe that, she sensed the presence of a new intruder. Was it alone, or did it work with a group? Ebrietas watched as other sources of life were snuffed out; she regarded it all with a sense of morbid curiosity, too constrained by her confinement and the boredom of month after month of 'torture' to show much emotion. She wanted to be chipper and energetic, especially now with the prospect of being rescued on the table. Or perhaps this was another, more powerful organization, and she was valuable only as a target. Ebrietas could sit there naked, shivering and uncomfortable for hours on end just thinking up all the horrible things these new people could do to her, but thankfully none of it would come to pass.

At the new face, a soldier or operative looking very much like some dark reaper, Ebrietas lifted herself up onto her feet and approached the edge of the containment field.

"Ebrietas," the 'woman' answered, her sad-looking tentacles framing her body and idly, slowly squirming over her crotch and breasts in some degree of modesty. The act was a slow affair; Ebrietas' sense of modesty must have been damaged over the years, or she was simply too exhausted to care. "My name is Ebrietas. And you... you're really here to rescue me, are you? This isn't some cruel trick?"

 

[Razgriz]

The new soldier seemed to regard her with curiosity, his mouth firming into a line as she asked that one question he'd heard quite a number of times now: "This isn't a trick?" Regardless of species, it seemed the Ouroboros taunted their captives with the possibility of escape in order to mentally drain and break them. To force compliance for whatever depraved and twisted experiments they conducted on them. This "Ebrietas" seemed to have suffered a similar fate; he admitted he was curious as to who/what she was. Being from the Sol System, he had met alien life many times over...But she was the most unique-looking he'd ever seen. And if he had to be honest? The tentacles on her body did nothing to mar the charm of her figure.

He of course had no concept that she wasn't from this galaxy, from this very plane of existence. Giving a small chuckle, he then said "My team might say I've a terrible sense of humor, but I don't joke that badly. I realize this might come as a shock...But we're not all like them." Giving her a motion of the hand to say 'Wait a moment', he would then go back to the terminal he was examining; and several keystrokes and inputs later, Ebrietas would feel and see the oppressive barrier disappear around her. The shimmering field of light giving way to the true darkness of the interior, allowing some measure of her former strength to return, however small it might be.

Of course, a loud howl would then be heard...Several in fact, each belonging to the surviving creatures that had claimed Ebrietas as their mate. That had attempted to impregnate her, force her to bear their spawn. Loudest of all was the Scherezade, speaking directly to her...To allow it freedom to claim her womb and breed her as his mate.

"Devilhounds too...Sonofa..." the soldier muttered; it seemed they were trying to use her as breeding stock. But then to complicate matters, he then heard an unwelcome voice.

"Close off the lab! Make sure nothing gets in or out!"

And the soldier cursed at him, realizing that there must have been a failsafe he overlooked. He didn't even have time to reactivate the barrier to make it seem like it was just a fluke; soon the mad scientist would return, completely with a trio of armed guards right as her potential savior ducked out of view.

"Subject A321...How did you escape...Never mind! Be thankful you are valuable...But that doens't mean we can't incapacitate you with semi-lethal force! Don't kill her now...Shoot out her legs..." the doctor ordered, the three goons aiming their rifles to do just thought before three quick shots pierced their helmets. Her potential assailants falling to the floor limply. "Braun...Should have figured you were the mastermind behind this...Ouroboros still paying for you to play God?"

The half-human researcher seemed curious, turning towards the source with his hands held high "You have me at a disadvantage...." At this the soldier spat out harshly, "Not really important...Now, you're coming with me, and we're escorting Ebrietas out of here." Braun just laughed, "And why should I do that?" At this the soldier flicked a switch on his gun, firing a shot at Braun's chest; though instead it going through and through, it hit and seemed to emit a massive electrical discharge, making the doctor fall limply to the floor. His mechanical portions would be disabled, but his human half would be able to live for a bit longer. "I wasn't asking." the soldier snarled, going over to the mad doctor and hoisting him over his shoulder.

He then held a hand out to Ebrietas, "Don't worry; once Braun here gives us what we need, you'll never see him again. Let's get you out of here."

 

[Major Mario]

Even as the oppressive forcefield fell around her and allowed her some semblance of freedom, Ebrietas stood there in a daze as if she couldn't believe what was going on. She knew that not all humans were alike, that they had variable ideals, moralities and motivations, but she did not know what this soldier's plans were. Sure, he was here to let her out, but what were his ulterior motives- what was he really here for? Was this all just some cruel trick, a clever ploy to move her to a new location or cell? Yet, if that was the case, it was an outrageous way of going about it. No, Ebrietas had to have hope here, lest she truly fell into a depressive stupor.

She took a few steps out towards the soldier, this XCOM2 Reaper-esque man, and opened her mouth to express her gratitude when Ebrietas heard the howling. The Scherezade wasn't the only creature that had claimed her; there were Hellhounds, or Devilhounds, and those were humiliating and scaring not due to their ferocity, but due to their number. The first time it had been one and she had been heavily sedated, but since that time the scientists sent out more; always at least three to plug her up and make sure that she was impregnated somehow. Ebrietas shivered at the thought, but it was the howling of the lust beast that stopped her in her tracks.

Ebrietas could sense the beast's desires. Her body shivered again, but this time the tentacles, the ones that had swarmed over her body in an attempt to preserve modesty, started to drop off and fall to her sides. Bit by bit Ebrietas's tentacles would slide away from her breasts and groin and steadily reveal herself. The cosmic being couldn't help it: her body had become used to torture and pleasure. Already the thought of submitting danced in her head, persuading her to find the lust beast and get things over with before things became inconvenient. Maybe this was for the best, that she find the lust beast and submit to it for the rest of h-

But at the sound of humans talking, shouting and ultimately fighting, Ebrietas got her head back on her shoulders. The tentacles of her body twitched and snapped back into position, covering her up once again as she straightened up. She had hoped that this soldier, her savior, hadn't seen her moment of weakness. For a time she watched the soldier mow down three others before taking down her tormentor, and again her tentacles twitched, but this time out of anger.

"I... I'll go with you," Ebrietas murmured as she reached for the soldier's hand. Her fingers fidgeted in the man's hold before she got them clasped securely around his hand. Then, she glared up at him, or more accurately, at Braun. "When you and your people are done with him, I want him to myself."

 

[Razgriz]

So that confirmed it; Braun had been responsible for her ordeals. Why else would she say she wanted him with such venom in her tone? He was definitely surprised, even if the mask that now covered his face couldn't show her that much. "If that's what you want....I'm sure we can make that work." he would say, gently gripping her hand even more as he led them away from here. As part of his fiddling, he'd overridden the safeties here in the facilities. Another cohort had given him a drive that allowed him to download all their files and implant a virus that would activate the purge system in the facility after a determined length of time.

And thanks to his earlier efforts, the way out for them was relatively clear, their trip up the elevator. "I can sense you don't fully trust me; I don't blame you though. I can't even begin to imagine what these bastards put you through. For what it's worth, we're not here as a trick. You'll never see Ouroboros again, of that I can make certain." he would say to her, their hands still entwined; he wasn't inclined to let go, but would allow her to pull her hand away should she start feeling uncomfortable.

And once they reached the top floor, Ebrietas would see the result of his handiwork: Bodies littered the floor, no one to disturb as they would walk right out the front door. Soon enough, an armored male would come into view. He took one look at Ebrietas and raised an eyebrow, asking "Is that who they were keeping here, Atlas?" The soldier that had participated in her rescue just said, "I'm not hearing explosions, Prophet; Battery finished already?" The darker skin male laughed, "She is livid; we were expecting a lot more resistance....Seraph's happy though. Means she was able to work her magic faster than expected; those explosives we brought will turn this place into a crater. Did you set up everything down below?"

And right as he asked that, they were joined by a shuttle, its doors opening and Seraph's rather angelic tone carrying through, "Don't mean to rush you, but I synced the explosion to where the purge is going to go off, you two. We should book it before we, you know, fry to a crisp." Prophet just said to their violet-skinned woman, "Welcome aboard" as he and her yet-unnamed rescuer helped her on to the shuttle before they would take off. The sounds of the Scherezade in her mind going duller and duller before it might fade completely.

"Hold on! This might get a little bumpy!"

And sure enough, a loud 'Boom!' echoed right behind them, indicating the facility had been destroyed and the basement levels wiped clean. The armored male took off his mask, revealing his face once more, leaning back in the seat as he seemed to relax "That went smoothly; good work, people. Don't head to the main base just yet though; we'll use Safehouse Gamma for the time being. Seraph, have the onboard AI find the nearest relay and jump us to Arcturus." That feminine voice from earlier just said, "You got it. AI's bringing up the approach and exit vectors now." And before long, the armored ship seemed to approach a strange looking structure, a blue field surrounding them before they zipped along into the aether towards their safe haven.

"Well...We got some time. Hope it's alright, Ebrietas, but we'll have you stay with us for a while. At least until we can get you situated and find you somewhere safe." her rescuer said, giving her a comforting smile as he said, "My name's Atlas, real name Jack....That's Prophet. And the woman cleaning her multitude of an arsenal there? That's Battery; you'll meet Seraph when we get back." The darker-skinned male seemed to appraise their newest charge with his eyes, definitely liking her appearance but just saying "Real name's Scott, by the way; just had to make sure we were out of range of the facility. You're safe now; where we're going Ouroboros doesn't have a chance of tracking us. Though Jack...Who's the cyborg?"

He then motioned down to the still-incapacitated half-robot lying at their feet, Jack replying "Someone we're going to interrogate. He's the one in charge of the facility...Braun." Prophet's eyes widened, "That's Braun? I knew there was a big fish from Ouroboros but...Damn." Jack nodded, "Yeah; when we get back, I'll need your help to override his biometrics. Crack that mechanical skull of his wide open."