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Chapter List
- 1-Colony
- 2-Refinery
- 3-Jungle
- 4-Ruins
- 5-Labs
- 6-Pyramid
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- 2
- 3
AVP: One Unlucky Rookie
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Reviews:
Predaliena – Don’t worry, there will be plenty of horny xenomorph sexytimes ahead! Plus, the Predators will have their chance with our hapless Rookie!
ANON – Thanks for your review! I’ll be doing my best to make sure that the Rookie becomes a bit more uncomfortable with her situation. Although, in all fairness, she’s still in a bit of shock and hasn’t quite yet had enough to time to just sit back and reflect on just what the fuck just happened to her. As for her getting pregnant from one or several horny aliens… well, just wait and see, eh?
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Refinery
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Jane came to with the sensation of being dragged by her ankles. Blinking her eyes, the formerly unconscious Marine looked down past her armored chest to see what was pulling her and gasped. And the xeno dragging her heard it. Hissing in annoyance, it turned its head to ‘glare’ at her before several bursts from the VP-78 handgun in Jane’s hands killed it. Shaking, Jane stood up slowly, taking in her surroundings. She was in a cave, okay, she could work with that. She was in a cave, and there was heavy duty industrial equipment all over the place.
Taking a deep breath, Jane checked the pouches on what remained of her armor for magazines to her pistol, and was relieved to know she had at least enough ammunition for the somewhat shitty pistol to hopefully get her to another gun. Taking a step forward, she had just enough time to recognize the signs of nausea before doubling up and vomiting up the vile mix of half digested MRE and alien cum. She stood there, shaking as the pain she had ignored in her adrenaline rush in the colony came back to her in full force. Her pussy was sore and raw, and as Jane stumbled forward, the Marine numbly realized that her ass checks were likely bruised from the raw fuckings she had received as well.
Climbing over a rock blocking her path out, Jane halted in front of it in fear as she saw – and heard – the silhouette of a xeno eating an unlucky human. Quietly reloading her pistol, Jane slowly crept forward, sights trained on where the alien would be, had the alien not scurried off into the dark as she approached. She reached the body, and managed to choke back a sob (and urge to vomit again) at the mangled and torn sight of Lt. Marks. A low hiss snatched Jane’s attention as she tossed out a flare on reflex, the flickering crimson light barely illuminating the xeno crawling on the ceiling.
She had managed to get one burst in before the xeno disarmed her with a swipe of its tail, the handgun clattering off into the darkness before the creature reared back, open wide for a heavy strike. Jane turned and leapt for her gun, only for the alien’s heavy weight to crash down on her back. She flashed back to the colony maintainence tunnel, and in her panic, tried to crawl and wiggle out of the xeno’s grasp. It – he, as evidenced by the shaft sliding between her ass cheeks now – was angered by her defiance, and with annoyed hiss, shoved himself roughly into her.
Jane howled in agony as the cock speared itself into her virgin ass, the retreating organ’s ridges adding to the sharp, burning pain as she closed her eyes, screaming and wailing. Her assailant, heedless of her pleas and cries of a mercy killing, continued to fuck her ass, tail waving about behind him in excitement. As the creature thrust faster and harder, Jane’s screams lessened until she finally fell silent, her sobs the only sound coming out of her throat. Minutes later, he came, flooding her bowels with his seed; for her however, it was the end of a seeming eternity of torture. When the xeno pulled out for the last time, he hissed in satisfaction, cock retreating back inside his groin.
Jane lay on the ground, ass high up in the air as she seemed completely defeated. Huffing, the warrior turned away and began to tear into Marks’ corpse again, the macabre crunch and tear of bone and flesh echoing through the stone halls. Moaning, Jane looked up from her spot on the floor and began crawling, cum slowly oozing out of her ass. The xeno had finally reached the other side of Marks’ brutalized ribcage before the cold click of a discarded handgun interrupted his feeding. The alien barely had time to look up before several bursts of pistol fire tore into his cranium, the acidic blood and guts showering over Marks’ body before the black corpse fell atop it.
Panting, Jane reloaded the pistol and stumbled over to a nearby vehicle, slumping on its side. And then, she cried. She cried over the unfairness of it all; her shit assignment, the shitty mission, and the pure fucking hell her life had turned into within the last couple of hours alone had turned into. Fuck, if the thing moving about in her abdomen-
Jane almost screamed again in terror as she rapidly took her vest off, and after chucking it off, fearfully felt and pushed down on her now unusually firm lower abdomen. Oh God no…, she thought to herself as the ramifications hit her like a hammer. The only dicks that had fucked her recently had all been xenos, and even then, they had only started straying from their usual ‘kill or harvest everything in sight’ schtick when she was… in the tunnel. Groaning in exasperation, Jane put her chest armor back on, swearing in anger. Still shaking, Jane pulled out a stim and popped it, sighing as the pain killing concoction took hold.
Advancing through the tunnels stiffly, Jane grimaced as she soon heard the hiss of yet another xenomorph. But a few well placed pistol bursts quickly took care of that problem. Finding an incline, Jane sighed in relief as she went up. “Rookie?! Holy shit, you’re alive!” Tequila suddenly exclaimed over the radio. Jane grunted, reaching the heavy blast doors blocking her way. “You must have a guardian angel watching over you or something kid, lemme see if I can run a trace on your position… you’re over by the refinery?” Refinery? Huh. That was new. “That was Major van Zandt’s last known location. There should be an outbuilding close by, I’ll need you to realign the dish on top of it so I can link up with the refinery.”
The doors opened, and Jane headed out, almost firing as she saw a pair of xenos scurry off into the rocky outcroppings of the cliff side she was on. She quickly went inside the building, or at least, as fast as she could as she felt the alien spawn inside her squirm. Grunting in distress, Jane continued inside. Turning a corner, the Marine sucked in her breath as she saw the room covered in something, and yet another Marine on the floor, a small xeno attached to his face. Out of the corner of her eye, Jane saw what looked like an egg open up with a sickening squelch. The facehugger had barely made it out of the egg before Jane had blasted the everloving shit out of it with the entire magazine. Shaking, she checked the Marine’s body and pulled out several more pistol magazines. Jane looked around the room, and groaned, both at the generator and at the suddenly hard burst of movement from within her.
One power cell later, and Jane was going up the outbuilding’s elevator, a double barreled shotgun in hand. How and why the Company decided to make a semiautomatic double barreled shotgun, the rookie didn’t have a clue. If what she heard was right, the old M37 shotguns used years ago were, for their age, far more reliable than these steel stamped pieces of crap. And surprisingly more accurate too. Stepping into what she assumed was a control center, Jane would have continued had the chitter of a facehugger not froze her feet in place. Looking about wildly, she saw the small alien and with wild swing, aimed and fired a shell at the face-rape happy monster.
And like most things in the galaxy, ten gauge buckshot did wonders in killing things in a quick and satisfying fashion.
Breathing fast, Jane brezzed up to the top of the building, where she saw the dish. Setting the shotgun down, she tapped a few keys and with a groan, the dish went ahead and pointed at the colony. Picking the shotgun up again, Jane went and tried to leave the building, only to run into a trio of xenos blocking her path. With her unwanted alien spawn moving even more restlessly than ever, the Marine simply was not in any mood to really care about the xenos. So, they ended up shot in the face. With excessive prejudice. However, Jane also took that time to sneak into a side room and grab a pulse rifle… with only one magazine inside it.
Well, better than nothing, she thought as she left the outbuilding proper. Reaching the bridge heading to the refinery, she saw the doors open… and more xenos came crawling and running out towards her. Sprinting back, she switched to the pistol and with a pair of well placed bursts, fired upon a propane tank, detonating it and killing off a fair chunk of the advancing aliens. Between the shotgun and pulse rifle, the next four quickly fell.
Looking into the tunnel leading into the refinery, Jane gulped and headed in. Like this can’t end badly, she griped to herself as she strode in, her hands clenched tightly around her pistol. Walking through the halls, she quickly dispatched a stray facehugger before coming across a few stray magazines for both her main weapons.
However, issues started cropping up the moment she arrived at the elevator. Listening in to Tequila, Jane quickly set up a bypass, only for tell tale hisses to echo off the walls. Oh fuck, not now! Jane swore in her head as she evaded and slipped past the small pack of killer, rape happy monsters. After killing the last one, and down to her last two mags for the shotgun, Tequila chimed in that the bypass module was finished. Sighing in relief, Jane removed the module and moved into the elevator. Suddenly, a sharp jab brought her down to her knees, gasping in pain as she felt the thing inside of her move down.
Crying in pain, she crawled out of the elevator, hoping for the pain to subside; a few moments later, her offspring settled down, allowing her to stand back up and find some extra ammo. Moving into the control room a few moments later, Jane hooked Tequila into the refinery’s systems and sat down on the floor. With the state of her pants, it was ridiculously easy to get rid of them so that Jane could more or less see the inflamed lips of her snatch. And after sliding her vest off, she finally saw the bulge on her lower abdomen move.
Jane moaned as she felt the alien decide, ‘Hey, I want out!’ She panted and moaned as the creature, slowly, and not quite as painfully as she expected, wiggled its way out of her womb, down her bruised passage, and then finally squealed in excitement when its head exited. On hard-wired reflex, Jane flexed the muscles inside her, and with a wet plop, the infant xenomorph fully exited her, a thin layer of slime coating its body. Panting, Jane brushed her hair out of her face and looked down at her offspring. It was… small. Granted, for most creatures, a total length of nearly a foot and a half long wasn’t exactly something to brag about, but to a creature whose skin would soon harden into something that resisted armor piercing explosive bullets on a consistent basis, it was surprising. Other than that, Jane felt… perhaps a flicker of maternal connection with it. The alien certainly thought so, as it slithered over to her to briefly nuzzle her thigh before turning back and leaving through a small vent nearby.
Minutes passed as Jane recovered from her birth. Pulling out yet another stim, she jabbed it into her arm, and with a pained groan, put her tattered pants back on with her armor, and set out to find van Zandt, as per Tequila’s orders. She passed through what looked like a generator room, taking out the xenos in there in the process, and reached a staircase when the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She slowly walked down, pausing only to switch her shotgun out for a discarded flamethrower. Reaching the bottom, Jane gulped as she spotted several eggs in her way. And while she would have loved to just incinerate the vile bastards, something was telling her to save the valuable fuel. So, out came the pistol.
Four dead facehuggers later, and Jane stood in shock at the body cocooned by the aliens. “Rookie? That you?” the Major asked, coughing badly, blood flying out. Jane nodded as she rushed to get him out. “No, don’t! It’s too late for me Rookie! Just make it quick!” Shaking uncontrollably, Jane backed up, pistol up as van Zandt began convolsing.
“Do it Rookie!”
BLAM! BLAMBLAMBLAM!
The tip of the pistol’s barrel was smoking as van Zandt hung in his cocoon limply, a single entry wound in his skull as the chestburster hung out of his chest, its head blown near clean off. At that moment, her motion tracker went off, and Jane was fervently backpedalling, spraying flaming death onto every alien rushing her, surprisingly causing them to explode after a few moments. And after they were all killed off, it came as no small surprise to Jane that Tequila wanted her to leave the refinery by going through the Hive. Like her life wasn’t difficult enough as it was.
Shuffling over to the elevator, Jane got on, and when the doors opened, immediately opened fire on a xeno hanging on the wall opposite her. In a spray of pulse rifle rounds, it flew apart, along with the next xeno. The next cluster of eggs she saw, she ended up taking potshots at with her pistol. Once the facehuggers were dealt with, she jumped down and picked up a few stim packs that were laying on the ground and pocketed them. Damn, her cunt was still sore.
She slowly proceeded through the Hive, killing anything inhuman that stood, crawled, or scurried in her way. Reaching a set of thick blast doors, Jane sighed as she sort of tuned out Tequila before stepping through. Two steps in, and she froze in terror.
She was huge. Bigger than her spawn by excessively large factor, the Matriarch was seated at her throne, hissing at the intrusion upon her domain. Jane looked around, looking for an escape route. And of course, it had to be on the other side of the Matriarch. Slowly, she crept along the edge of the wall, ignoring Tequila’s cries of attack before simply shutting off the radio. What surprised her though was why the eggs hadn’t opened up yet.
A faint tap of chitin on metal was the only clue Jane received before she jerked to the side, the warrior missing her by inches. Bringing her flamethrower about, Jane’s finger was halfway to setting the alien on fire before another alien knocked her to her side. Swearing, Jane lost her grip on the weapon, and screamed in terror as the aliens quickly stripped her of her weapons, and surprisingly enough, her armor as well. Already weak, she could only put up a token defense as they dragged her closer to the Matriarch, her eyeless gaze fixed firmly upon the human. Jane was shivering as they brought her right in front of the massive xenomorph.
Rumbling in muted curiosity, the alien Queen slowly moved her larger set of arms and plucked the hapless Marine off the ground, bringing her closer to her heavily scarred ‘face.’ Jane flinched as the alien female began sniffing, taking in deep breaths of her scent (and the scents of the handful of xenos that had fucked her) before purring, seemingly pleased.
Oh shit, she’s purring, the fuck is that supposed to mean?! Jane asked herself in fear as the Matriarch brought her closer to her maw. Oh FUCK! She would have struggled, but a sharp, low warning hiss from the alien holding her brought that to an end very quickly. Jane closed her eyes, her life flashing before her eyes. It was… actually kind of boring, in all honesty, the only excitement really being when she enlisted, and then she got to this hellhole, and the warm, slick fluid being carefully rubbed over her skin –
Okay, now this was officially the weirdest thing that Jane had even felt in her life. The Matriarch was secreting some weird, oddly floral smelling fluid from her mouth, and with her smaller arms, was gently massaging it into Jane’s skin, starting with her bruised and abused lower regions. While uncomfortable at first, the Marine suddenly realized that the pain was vanishing, and a whole lot better than how the stims worked. In fact, she didn’t feel sore at all anymore! Well, when in Rome I guess, she thought as she closed her eyes, luxuriating in the gentle, soothing caresses of the xenomorph Matriarch. If I die in here… well, there are probably worse ways to go.
Jane was enjoying the caresses when the Matriarch did something completely unexpected. As one taloned hand rubbed the gel like substance into the skin under her right arm, the other small hand slowly ghosted over her left before gently sweeping over her left breast. Jane let out a gasp, stiffening at the sudden shot of pleasure. The Matriarch purring, almost coyly as the alien ceased her massage. Blinking her eyes, Jane looked up at where the eyes on any other being would be, shivering in place. Holy fuck, what was that stuff? The Matriarch readjusted her grip on the Marine with her two larger hands before going to town in exploring her body like a lover would.
Firm fingers ghosted over her, testing and probing and teasing the human. Jane, for her sake, was letting loose shaky breaths as the Matriarch seemed to find all the spots that set her off. While the peaks of her full breasts were a point of pride for her, the spot where her breasts subtly joined her chest was a place that if touched just right would –
The xenomorph Queen slowly, tantalizingly let the tip of one taloned digit drag on that spot. With a cry of unexpected rapture, Jane came, her pussy clamping down on reflex as her juices flowed. The Matriarch cooed, lowering her head to sniff the apex of Jane’s legs. And slowly, almost as not to scare the Marine, the Matriarch’s second mouth extended. Jane could barely move as the appendage stopped just short of the lips of her cunt. The Matriarch made a noise that sounded like curiosity. Jane gulped and nodded.
The Matriarch moved ever so closer, and then, the second mouth met Jane.
Of all the things that Jane had expected, getting her pussy lips nibbled on by the Matriarch of all beings was something that would never see the light of day if it ever made it into a debrief report. Either way, the gentle yet sharp pricks of the smaller mouth’s teeth sent a tingle of excitement running up her spine. The Matriarch made slow nips for a few minutes, and the Marine was starting to squirm in building orgasm. Purring, the xenomorph pulled her mouth back and then slowly pressed her closed jaws firmly on the sweet, delectable human’s lower lips. And then, they went in.
Jane screamed, the jaws filling her better than the alien dicks that had ravaged her earlier as she came again for the second time in mere minutes. Already, the slightly ribbed texture of the jaw’s structure was hitting all the right spots as it slowly moved back and forth inside her. And because the Matriarch was still purring as she held her there, Jane was one of the very select few, if not the first, to be penetrated by a still breathing xenomorph sized vibrator.
The Matriarch on the other hand, was excited for an entirely different reason. This creature in her grasp had, somehow, managed to bear a xenomorph offspring. And from the taste inside of her, it was only recently that the young one had been spawned. That, and this human did in fact taste divine; almost as good as the Matriarch had been in her prime. Rumbling in newfound arousal, the Matriarch pressed her jaws against Jane, opening the lower jaw only slightly, and licked.
Whatever level of forbidden rapture Jane was on, it was certainly seemingly worth getting her ass reamed by a horde of horny face-raping, omnicidal monsters. And when the Matriarch’s long, thin tongue kissed faintly the entrance to her womb, Jane’s brain decided to say ‘Fuck it’ and shut down from the sheer pleasure overload. The Matriarch growled in pleasure as Jane’s form went limp in her grasp, the xenomorph’s tongue exploring the deepest interior of the human’s tunnel. She was trying to sense just how capable this human was on the subject of breeding more of her children, and…. Sweet Matriarchs before her, she was perfect!
Pulling her tongue back in, the Matriarch went to work, and soon, her jaw and tongue were liberally coating the human’s cunt and womb with her royal jelly, the alien genetic material changing Jane only slightly, but just enough for what was to come next. Once her work was done, the Matriarch, pulled herself out of Jane and hissed loudly for her brood to enter her chambers.
Jane was slowly coming off of cloud nine. Blinking her eyes, she moaned as she spotted several dozen dark forms cutting into the soft glow of the refinery’s light from under the Matriarch. Crawling to her fours, Jane was about to get up when she heard the Matriarch roar, one that commanded her offspring to attack. Jane’s blood ran cold, and just as she was about to spring away, the first member of the horde collided with her, his cock slipping into her stretched pussy. Shouting in defiance, Jane looked back to see how many aliens she was going to have to get away from, and paled as the xeno atop her shoved her roughly deeper onto the warm metal grating.
She… was going to be here a while.
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Tequila was worried as she tried to find the Rookie through the colony and refinery’s surveillance systems. Her last confirmed contact with the younger Marine was hours ago, and she had said something about the Matriarch being there. Now, it was hilariously likely that the poor Rookie had been slaughtered or harvested, or maybe just raped to death. The disgruntled Latina was about to leave the control room when her radio crackled.
“Rookie, is that you?” she called out, amazed at the voice on the other end. It was indeed the Rookie, and as she explained over the hail of gunfire and screaming xenos, she was well on her way to killing the Matriarch. She did, however, need Tequila to reset one of the systems in the refinery. Dropping her rifle, the Corporal quickly bypassed the bulk of the refinery’s safety systems and rerouted the power connections. “Okay Rookie, whatever you’re doing, do it again!” she cried out.
In the refinery, the Matriarch’s chamber was on fire. Like, seriously fucking burning to hell as Jane fired off a grenade, making a case of mining explosives detonate in front of the massive alien’s face. Ducking under a Warrior’s strike, Jane growled as she whacked it upside the head with her pulse rifle, killed it, and then dashed to the purge switch. Gripping it tightly, she howled in triumph as she pulled it down, and the roar of flame afterwards started cooking the Matriarch alive… as well as the other set of explosives close by.
Jane’s face went from eleation to stunned fear as she looked up to see the door to escape open. Ignoring the heat, she sprinted, the thick rivers of alien cum running down her legs and sides flying off with her movements as the Marine barely made it past the door, the thick metal slab shutting itself before a loud, yet muted BOOM! caused the facility to rock. Steadying herself on the wall, Jane panted as she pressed down on her swollen belly and sighed. Great. Pregnant, again, and apparently at the Matriarch’s urging too. Well, bitch got what she deserved, Jane muttered to herself in her head before shuffling forward, hoping to find an exit soon enough.
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Yay, more xeno smut! And in a first for me, anal AND femslash! Anyhow, review down below and I’ll be hoping to answer any questions folks might have next chapter!
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