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Chapter List
- 1-Colony
- 2-Refinery
- 3-Jungle
- 4-Ruins
- 5-Labs
- 6-Pyramid
- 2
- 3
- 4
AVP: One Unlucky Rookie
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Jungle
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The refinery was still on fire as Jane stumbled out of the doors, the Marine’s belly gravid from the orgy she had gone through before things had started blowing shit up. Stopping next to rock, she braced herself as one of her young squirmed inside her, sending shockingly erotic shivers up her spine. Once her child (out of how many, she couldn’t tell) settled down, Jane looked around, taking in her surroundings. She was in one of the jungles of BG-386, and close by was a security checkpoint, its door partially open. Gripping her pulse rifle tightly, Jane slowly walked forward, her eyes scanning the tops of the cliffs. Reaching the door, she took one step before falling back on her ass, shrieking in terror as a skinned body fell in front of her.
As she was getting back up, Jane saw …something land on the ground in front of her, its eyes flashing a sickly yellow-green before it leapt away. Shaking, she saw the next set of doors closed off. Sighing, she started climbing up the stairs on her right, picking up her pace slightly as she heard a Marine shouting obscenities at what she assumed were advancing xenos, even as Tequila told her to find a relay tower. Reaching the top, she saw the Marine close to the inactive electric fence, firing wildly with his rifle; and right next to him was the fence and door controls. Welp, beggars can’t be choosers, Jane thought to herself as she went over and started inputting a security code to activate the fence.
Halfway through, Jane flinched as she heard the other Marine get grabbed by something and with a wet tear, was killed. Hitting one last button, Jane stood up and saw the lone Warrior stand up, its cock halfway out his slit, leaking pre as it gazed at her hungrily. She felt herself tremble as she leaned it to grasp the delicious organ-wait, No! Shaking her head, Jane swiftly snapped the rifle up and fired a long burst directly into the alien’s crotch; the xeno screamed in agony as the LAP-HE rounds shredded the cock and balls before quickly travelling up and tearing up the ribcage.
Shaking, Jane stared at the alien’s body, stunned at what she had been about to do. Why… why had she been wanting to suck that monster’s dick? That thick, wonderful looking, ridged shaft of indescribable pleasures…-
Oh fuck, there she went again!
Jane shuffled over to the dropped weapon of the fallen Marine, her mind running through the horrors of her new thoughts. What could have made her want to fuck that alien? It wasn’t like she had been fucking them all that long either. If anything, the most time she had spent fucking and getting fucked by them was in the… refinery. With the Matriarch’s supervision….
Gulping a suddenly dry mouth, Jane trembled as she nervously loaded her newly acquired M42C Marksman Rifle, the weapon auto-cycling a round into the chamber. Stepping away from the fence controls, Jane starting descending down the stairs when the motion tracker attached to her armor’s collar pinged. Pausing, she glanced down at it to get a reading when she heard something spit in the distance. On reflex, she ducked behind a piece of rubble and not a moment too soon, as a globule of acid-green fluid sailed by where her head had been and splashed on the ground. Now they can spit?! Jane shouted in mental exasperation, clutching her new rifle tightly before she popped out of cover to find the alien through the rifle’s scope.
Scanning the cliff walls in panic, she quickly found the alien in question, and was about to fire when the sudden splash of liquid on her left side took her attention and face fucked it back to reality. Fully expecting a remarkably grisly end, Jane instead began to pant as her loins began to burn in need. She was looking for the attacker even as her free hand slipped beneath the waistband of her tattered pant to press down hard against her clit, the delightful friction barely enough to make a dent. Wait, why the hell was sh-
-it’s too good, just let-
-No! Jane moaned wantonly as her hand continued to press down and rub her clit and lips, the pregnant Marine’s horniness reaching new levels. Struggling to pull her hand away from her throbbing clit, she looked up and saw a pair of xenos advancing on her, their sleek forms notably different than that of most she had seen so far; smaller, sleeker, more nimble, and from the sight of the bobbing cocks hanging below their bellies, no less horny. Panting in need, Jane moaned as another spike of arousal slammed into her, blind need for alien dick clouding her mind. In seconds, she had just managed to sit herself up to an upright position before the aliens reached her. They looked at her curiously, sniffing deeply as they took in her scent.
All this gave Jane a chance to pull off what little remained of her pants and lean back, pulling a leg back to expose herself to them. The aliens took one look at her soaked cunt and inviting asshole, and then at each other. The slightly larger of the two moved over to her, dog like, and quickly spooned her, his slim cock tip gently prodding the Marine’s puckered taint. One quick thrust later, and the heat brewing in her loins momentarily abated as Jane gasped, the alien’s shaft spearing into her ass, filling her nicely.
Yes, just like that, let them use me, let me be their-
Jane shook her head clear of the thoughts, just as the other xeno edged over and inserted himself snugly inside her suddenly tight vagina. Wait, when the hell did it get tight- Jane howled as they began moving in concert, one going up her ass while the other swiftly pulled out of her cunt, until they switched their positions. In short, the feeling of forbidden rapture swiftly crawled up her spine and sank its claws into her every nerve. Panting and moaning like a bitch in heat, Jane whimpered in unwilling satisfaction as the two ‘dog’ aliens had their way her body, the one claiming her asshole nuzzling her hair, his brother attempting the same to her breasts, the pert mounds pressed firmly against the composite alloy of the vest. Without warning, she came, loudly, almost feral-like as her quim clamped down on the xeno fucking her, attempting to milk him dry of his seed.
He screeched, the wet, warm tightness of the pregnant human too much for the alien to handle. Rope after rope of cum spilled out, only to rebound off her cervix before gushing out between the miniscule gaps between cock and cunt. His brother barely fared better, climaxing soon after as she clenched her ass tighter around the penile invader, her bowels soon flooded with cum as well. The two purred in content arousal as they snuggled closer to the fucked Marine, Jane panting in exhaustion. Minutes passed, and the two aliens quietly slipped out of her, sniffing her to see how well she and her brood were doing.
The scent coming off the female was that of a well-bred female, and the two of them decided to at least patrol the area for any potential threats, human or otherwise. They left, leaving Jane alone with her stuffed holes and still swollen belly full of monster spawn. Feeling the warm cum ooze out of her, the streams tickling her clit with subdued glee, Jane crawled over to the M42 and picked it back up, and aimed.
Two gunshots rang out, and two dead xenos hit the ground as Jane rested, letting the cum flow out of her for a few minutes before getting sitting back up. Pulling out a knife, she got to work cutting through the fabric around her groin and ass; knowing how shit had been going for her so far, Jane was just going to cut the damn knot and at least make it somewhat easier for those strapping, virile- fuck, not now!
Groaning, Jane slipped her… holed pants back on and shuffled over to the gate, her eyes drifting to the cool swamp water flowing through the… huh. Well, that would certainly be helpful right about now. Taking a few steps forward, she heard a hiss and just barely managed to duck under a glob of the lust spit a xeno spat at her. Bringing her pulse rifle up, Jane fired off a grenade, dislodging the hapless xeno from its perch and spreading its limbs out over the swamp floor with messy results.
Sighing in relief, Jane shuffled over to a nearby rocky outcropping, and in a few moments, had stripped herself of her armor and clothes. Laying down in the water, Jane moaned as the cool water flowed around and into her, the sharp cold helping to diffuse and calm her nerves as the water went cloudy with the mess of alien and human genital fluid. Closing her eyes, Jane simply let herself go for a few minutes, the alien spawn inside her twisting and winding slowly inside her thankfully.
Soon, sleep claimed her, her mind getting clouded….
She was in a forest, dressed in her civvies. She looked around, searching for something. She heard a branch snap behind her, and she started running, scared. She ran and ran, the thing chasing her coming closer and closer.
Suddenly, a xeno hive. She stopped, confused and terrified. She heard her pursuer cry out, and her gut twisted into a cold knot. She ran through twisted winding tunnels and soon came into a large room. She expected a Queen, but the sight that greeted her was something far different.
It was… well, her, but different. She was wrapped in the resin that so decorated the xeno hives, her belly and breasts swollen as a pack of xenos of many types surrounded her, seemingly protecting her. She leaned back on her meaty throne, hiking a leg up to present her shaved pussy to the aliens.
Jane would have recoiled at the sight had she not felt her own hand caress her own lower lips. From behind her, a deep, bone-shuddering rumble sounded, and Jane had only the time to think about fleeing before she was snatched up in a large leathery hand. She looked at her captor and saw an alien that seemed similar to a Queen in general build, but lacked the extra pair of arms and overall size. But yet, for some reason, she felt like she knew this alien….
‘Mother,’ a voice resounded in her head. ‘Why do you fight us?’
…
The fuck?
The alien holding her brought its head down to her and nuzzled her gingerly, a ‘gentle’ purr causing her body to tremble minutely. ‘You are different Mother,’ the voice continued, and Jane realized that the speaker was the alien holding her, ‘The Great Mother knew this. She gave you a gift. Why do you resist it?’
Well, probably because she was a human, and weren’t xenos usually supposed to try and kill just about everything in sight?
‘For many Mothers, yes,’ the large alien stated as it, no, HE, brought her over to the pregnant figment of her, only to see that she was getting fucked gently by a drone. ‘You are not like us. You birthed us differently. You are a treasure we must protect. Those White Men… they do not care for you.’
Was he talking about those Weyland-Yutani bastards? If that was the case, that shit had been evident for years. It just so happened to be that Wey-Yu had far too much power with the government to care about the little guy at the bottom. Her son nodded. ‘Then why fight for them?’ Actually, she wanted to get the hell off this damned planet with the few remaining Marines alive. They were Jane’s… Hive, for lack of a better term.
‘Perhaps we can continue this discussion another time,’ her child said. ‘But now, you must wake. You’re not safe….’
Jane woke with a jolt, sending water flying. Grabbing her pistol off a nearby rock, the Marine scanned the area for any threats before lowering it, seeing nothing. Slowly standing up, she felt the cool rivulets trickle down her supple form, drops teasing the rock hard tips of her breasts as she moved to get dressed again… only to see that her pulse rifle and marksman rifle were missing, along with most of her clothes. Mouth hanging open in disbelief, Jane flipped off the powers that be as she put on her armor… which pretty much only covered up her torso, shins, and feet. Now thoroughly pissed, Jane stalked over to where hopefully a path to the relay tower was. And hell, not even those two facehuggers could get in her way, her pistol barking out leaden death at the small aliens.
Reaching the relay, Jane quickly bypassed the system’s fail safes, and watched with bated breath as Tequila flew by in the Typhoon.
And then it got shot down.
Swearing angrily, she took a step back to the path before doubling over, clutching her belly. While the rigid confines of her armor didn’t help much to begin with, the fact that her children were wanting to be born was something that she didn’t exactly expect to happen now. She glanced back at the gatehouse and stumbled over to the small ledge.
A good ten minutes of careful crawling, sliding, and pained shuffling, and Jane was in a small shack, her legs spread wide as she panted and groaned, pushing the first of the aliens inside of her out of her. One, two, three, Jane lost track as she pushed with all her might, her skin slick with sweat. Soon, it was over as one last alien infant slid out of her passage to the not quite cold floor below. Panting exhaustedly, Jane looked down and saw seven small, slithering forms bunched together, all of them close to her as they and their mother rested.
Looking at them, Jane paused to actually think about her position. Here she was, on an alien planet, with her recently birthed alien children by rape. But was it really that? she thought to herself. I mean, sure, I didn’t exactly struggle all that much to begin with, but that was because I thought I was going to be ripped apart. And even afterwards, with all those sexy… hard… bodies, moving and fucking and loving me, I didn’t resist. Fuck, this is… what did the Matriarch DO to me? Jane was snapped out her musings by a pitiful mewl from her side. Glancing down, she spotted a small, limbless infant rubbing itself by her side, looking up at her with what she hoped were puppy dog eyes. If that idiom worked with eyeless murder machines. Sighing, Jane reached over and gingerly picked up the infant, taking in the unbelievably soft and supple chitin that would soon harden into a bullet resistant shell, marveling at the unusual streaks of dirty gold along its hide.
…okay, so maybe they could be cute when they weren’t covered in blood, guts, and viscera.
Her stomach rumbled, making Jane grimace. She had puked out her MRE hours ago, and she hadn’t had time to eat much then before op. Standing up gingerly, she looked around the shack and found a couple of MREs that she, and she supposed, her children, could eat with little to no problem. Cooking the food, Jane set the stew from one MRE on the floor for the aliens to eat while she settled for what was supposed to be spaghetti with cornbread.
She hated cornbread.
They all ate in silence, and soon, full, Jane huffed in satisfaction as she found a fresh pair of pants. Putting them on, she saw that her children, now full, had slithered over to a dark corner to rest and grow. Her face fell as she picked up her pistol, as well as the pulse rifle and DMR from the floor. Would she be able to-
No.
No matter what their fathers did, no matter how much she was getting paid to kill their kind… Jane just couldn’t do it. And that was, much to her surprise, not a thing her suddenly lewd and fuck hungry side had tried to tell her. She just couldn’t do it. Shaking her head, she pulled a switch so she could try to reach the next gateway station. Gripping her pulse rifle tightly, Jane took one step towards the door, and the lumbering, pitch black form of a xeno warrior filled the doorway. She fired off a burst, cutting the xeno in half as it screeched in agony. Shuddering, Jane stepped out of the shack and pressed on, xeno after xeno falling from a combined hail of pulse rifle and heavy armor piercing rounds. Once she made it to the gate, Jane let out a sigh of relief… only to find the entire site empty.
And then this… Katya lady jacked into her armor’s radio channel. From the way she spoke, Jane could only assume that Katya was an android, likely one geared for long distance administrative duties. But still, worse allies could be had. Searching through the outlying buildings, Jane shot apart only a solitary facehugger before grabbing a power node to haul inside the main building. Setting it in, Jane reloaded her rifles with what little ammo she had left and headed up the stairs, only to barely avoid getting her face clawed off by a xeno. Said xenomorph found out what happens when an eleven millimeter ferric tungsten round hits organic Teflon. Needlessly, it ended rather messily.
Jane moved over to the control panels near the massive rocket resistant windows and punched in the access codes that Katya said into her ear. Sighing as the building’s servers buzzed into action, she tensed up as a xeno crawled up the side of the building, up onto the window… when all of a sudden, a flash of light struck and obliterated the alien on the spot. Sputtering in shock, Jane backed away from the window as fast as her tired legs could get her. Katya wisely sent the storm shutters down, blocking her form from view of the most likely invisible assassin. Grabbing what little ammo was in the room, Jane rushed out of the building, avoiding the unusual triple laser targeting sights and xenos at the same time as she headed to the only other open door in the station. Sprinting in terror through the doors, Jane didn’t stop until she was halfway down the road, the pavement cracked and warped from… something exploding.
Shaking her head, Jane slung the pulse rifle back before pulling out the M42, its scope more than powerful enough to see any threats to her life – and dignity – before they would reach her. And as she passed though another set of doors, that was when the universe decided to laugh in her face.
Not even minutes later, and Jane was sitting on the ground, back against a tree, her hands wrapped around the ridged cocks of the dog xenos, her hands slick with their pre and the fire in her loins coming back in a blazing inferno. Surprisingly enough, their dicks were actually rather pliable; the ridges were made out of some sort of cartilage, and the actually dick flesh that was making Jane’s mouth involuntarily water felt more like a human’s than anything else. But right now, her mind was too busy resisting, and failing to resist, the spicy, musky smell wafting over to her from the alien cocks. Once she felt the warm, sticky fluid cover every inch of the two males, Jane leaned over and barely flicked the tip of her tongue over the apex of the male in her left.
The two xenos’ screeches mingled with each others, one in bliss, the other annoyed that he wasn’t getting the attention his sibling was. Smirking deviously, Jane sent her right hand lower on the male’s spire before she hit the border of soft, carnal flesh and hard, violent chitin. And then, she traced a finger along the seam in which the alien’s dick was emerging. The sensation proved too much for the male as he came violently, rope after rope of off-white seed landing all across her face, her hair, her neck; the sensation, Jane realized, was not unpleasant.
While his brother fell off to the side in a daze, Lefty was growling in possible irritation. He wasn’t going out like that, not while he had a wet hole so close to his cock! Shoving Jane to the ground, he started stalking up to her, only to pause as Jane reached over to her sides and shoulders. With several muted clicks, her vest fell off, revealing her full breasts to the xeno, their size now more than a handful for most humans. Lefty would have grinned if he were capable of it as he lunged forward, his cock dragging itself along her chest until something soft and decadent stopped it.
Jane on the other hand was finding herself reluctantly eager to give Lefty a boobjob, the tip of his length only just reaching her chin from where he rested in her cleavage. He pulled back, and the Marine shivered as those ridges, those tantalizing ridges that reduced her to a quivering mess when they scraped her inner walls dragged along her sensitive breasts. The xeno apparently agreed, as he began pumping his dick even faster between her tits.
The sharp contrast between her soft flesh and his hot shaft spurred Jane’s ecstasy to new heights. In the spur of the moment, when the xeno’s tip reached her chin, Jane leaned her head forward and took the tip in her mouth, lashing at it with her tongue. Lefty let out a shrill cry at the unexpected attention, and began rutting her cleavage as hard as he could. Between the scandalous humping of her chest, the thick, dominating scent of their musk, and or Jane’s slow mental corruption, the Marine soon felt the swells of climax fast approaching. With one last squeeze of her breast, Jane tried to clamp down as best she could on the alien’s titanium-stiff erection.
With a howl, the alien came.
With a shudder, she moaned.
With a mighty thrust, he spilt himself all over her face.
With the wet splat of cum hitting her, she came.
Lefty unceremoniously fell off to her side, dazed at the sheer joy of the alien’s first boob job… and also his last, as Jane rolled over, picked up the small sniper rifle, and fired one shot directly into his head. Righty was up on his limbs almost a moment later, wobbling unsteadily as the xeno’s cock hung loosely under him, only for his head to get blown off as well.
Reloading the rifle, Jane went and wiped the cum off her as best as she could before putting her vest back on. Through the rest of the jungle, she listened to her motion tracker and checked her rifle’s scope, finding xenos with relative ease before blasting them to oblivion. Once she reached the next set of blast doors, she saw what seemed to be a pair of ravaged bodies. Moving in slowly, Jane flinched at the sight of the pale, murky blood that pooled under the bodies. Androids? Here? What the fu-, Jane thought just as one of the ‘bodies’ jerked in place, rising up with a marksman rifle in hand. On reflex, Jane fired off three rounds into the android, and with a wet gurgle, the combat android fell back to the ground and unleashed a small EMP.
Jane barely listened to Katya’s shock at the mention of the combat androids as she opened up the blast doors. Taking a breaching position, she aimed with her high powered rifle and quickly took out the closest ‘droid. Moving back into cover, the Private reloaded the rifle quickly before switching over to the pulse rifle. She popped out of cover, and seeing a pair head straight for her, racked a grenade into the launcher and let it fly. The small explosive detonated on impact with the closest ‘droid’s chest, blowing it apart as it temporarily stunned the one behind it long enough for her to pour lead into the bastard. Moving to each body to collect ammo, Jane followed the tunnel to where it caved in before looking at the giant tear in the wall.
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Why the hell did she think that hole looked like a vagina, and why was she okay with that? That was a question for some other time as Jane jumped in, unaware of what was soon to happen to her soon.
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A/N: Okay, mission three of our hapless Rookie’s sex fueled trek across BG-386! A little extra exposition of what exactly the Matriarch did to her last chapter, as well as some interaction between Jane and her offspring. Anyhow, read and review in the link below, and give me a holler if you have anything to recommend on how to make my writing better!
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