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Lieutenant Nina Hayes scurried down the swaying, tilted passageway, bare hands and booted feet scrabbling at the deck as it shifted again. She slid to the side as the entire ship lurched, slamming into the bulkhead hard enough to knock the air out of her lungs. Just beyond her reach was the ladder leading up to hatch that would take her to the next deck and safety. Her lungs burned as she tried to catch her breath, still fighting for forward momentum as she slid slowly back down the passageway. She could hear them behind her, chitinous tarsi clicking along the metal decks and bulkheads.
In the darkness something brushed her ankle and fear lanced through her brain. She redoubled her efforts, forcing her weary muscles into action. The sole of her boot caught on the deck, she pushed forward and her fingertips caught the last rung of the ladder. Her grip was tenuous, but she gave it every ounce of effort she could muster, and managed to get her fingers around the rung, pulling herself up as she used both feet to kick off the bulkhead and deck behind her, getting both hands on the ladder. She scrambled up, pulling herself with only her arms, searing pain in her biceps and triceps, but her mind refused to let go. She had to get to the hatch, had to get off this deck.
She climbed high enough to get her legs onto the ladder, and it became easier once she added their strength. She clambered up the ladder, grasped the dogs, and turned. Someone had secured it from the other side. She could get it, she could get through, she had to make it.
There was a sensation on her leg as if someone had traced a finger up her calf. They were here. She pulled on the hatch, trying to release the dogs, but they held fast. Her teeth were gritted, and she felt a touch on her thigh. She kicked out, trying to strike at the damned thing that was right there, but it was too late. There was a pinprick sensation on her thigh. She knew what it meant, even as she looked down to see the thing upon her.
Eyes wide with terror looked down into the face of the insectoid creature. Three lidless eyes, ocelli, she remembered, from their briefing, stared up at her along her body. Its mandibles were in the meat of her thigh, holding the wound there open, as the long, thin hypopharynx and labium disappeared into her tissue. She struggled, but the thing clung to her lower body, the claws at the ends of it's six powerful legs grasping clothing or flesh.
Nina felt the scream working its way up her throat, and just as it burst from her wide open mouth, another one was there, in her face, ocelli to eye, blocking out her view of anything but the its face. Those emotionless eyes bore into hers as she screamed. It cocked its head to one side as if listening to her scream, and them it's mandibles were on her mouth. To an onlooker it might appear is if the thing were kissing her, but the grip of its mandibles on her lips was painful, and when its hypopharynx and labium entered her mouth, her screaming stopped, and everything went dark.
Nina awoke slowly, darkness giving way reluctantly to dim light which brightened almost imperceptibly until it was a soft, golden hue. She was warm, mildly numb, and an odd sense of bliss lingered in her mind. This was pleasant. She heard something moving beside her, but she was too comfortable to bother looking. Her limbs moved, but she only wanted to curl back into a fetal position and go back to sleep. She heard a scream and the thing beside her thrashed briefly, but it wasn't happening to her, and she couldn't be troubled. She was content.
But sleep was no longer her domain, and she roused gradually, moving sluggishly in this pleasant place. Her eyes fluttered open, closed again, then came back open. She didn't want to move. Everything here was comfort. She looked around herself drunkenly, her mind hazy, almost as if she were disconnected from her body.
She was in some kind of round chamber, and she was on the floor. She pushed herself up off of her back, propping herself up on her elbows. She was half submerged in some sort of thick, viscous liquid, and she was completely nude. She shook her head slowly from one side to the other, trying to remember what had happened. She remembered a crash, no an attack. The aliens had attacked their ship.
The Pathfinder was adrift in space, engines dead, hull breached in multiple locations. Her team had been too far from the escape pods. They had crossed through the weapons magazine on their way toward the hatch to the main decks when the bugs had attacked. The men were slaughtered. The women were dragged off. She alone escaped the weapons magazine, down the passageway, and toward the hatch, until... she remembered the feeling on her thigh, the thing clinging to her, its mouth parts disappearing inside her flesh.
She looked down at her leg. The spot where the creature bit her was inflamed, swollen, and red, with a two inch long gash that already seemed to be healing. The other one had stuck its hypopharynx into her mouth. She touched her lips, but they felt normal. There didn't seem to be any kind of wound around or in her mouth. She looked around the area.
The walls seemed to be slick with the same viscous fluid that she lay in. It really was relaxing. She turned around and her eyes fixed on the creature. It was definitely an insect of some sort, but it was enormous. Gigantic legs propped up a massive, segmented thorax covered in what looked like armored, emerald plates. The abdomen extended downward toward the ground and was a bulbous mass of what appeared to be translucent flesh. Spherical objects pulsated within the semi-opaque mountain of tissue. A tube of some sort extended from the abdomen right down to a waiting human female.
The woman was nude, as were the other women in the chamber. Nina wasn't certain why she hadn't noticed them before. She looked young, probably close to Nina's age. She writhed on the floor, moving as if dreaming that she were running, or perhaps dreaming that she were having sex. Her hips bucked and her hands moved over her bare breasts, fingertips pressing against her nipples, down over her rib cage, along her stomach, reaching down toward her waist. But her explorations were stopped by a feeler or undersized tentacle of some sort which wrapped around her wrist and guided her fingers elsewhere.
The tube-like protrusion coming out of the gargantuan insectoids abdomen moved between the woman's legs, and then an ova opened at the end of the thing. It was at this point that Nina recognized the appendage. It was an ovipositor, an organ for depositing eggs. The end of the ovipositor pressed tight to the woman's labia. Nina watched with a detached interest rather than the horror she should have felt. Something was dulling her senses, hampering her ability to think clearly. She knew the ovipositor was too large for for the woman, but she didn't cry out or shy away, she simply watched as if it were happening on a movie screen.
The ovipositor pressed tight against the woman's labia, stretched her wide, and pressed inside. The woman let out a low, moaning scream, but Nina couldn't tell if it was a scream of pain or pleasure. The ovipositor seemed to disappear up inside the woman, going deeper than Nina would have thought possible. The woman writhed, arms and legs thrashing, but the odd tendrils held her in place as a spherical object moved down out of the semi-transparent abdomen, through the duct-like tube, and into the ovipositor. An egg. As it squeezed past her entrance, the woman screamed, her entire body spasming, tensing, then going limp. As egg after egg was pumped into the nameless woman, she lay unfeeling, unconscious.
Nina watched the entire process happen again with another woman, and then it was her turn. Tendrils encircled her ankles and wrists and she was dragged through the syrupy fluid to lay below the ovipositor. Something dripped into her mouth, and she gagged, spitting it out, trying to catch her breath, and then the world turned orgasmic. Her nervous system was alive with pleasure. Every touch of a tendril sent waves of ecstasy though her body. She needed to touch herself, wanted to feel her own fingers moving between her legs, touching herself in the ways that only she knew. But the tendrils kept her from attaining that goal.
Instead, the ovipositor moved between her legs, pressed hard against her, and then burst through her vaginal opening. Her flesh must have torn, but she barely noticed that. The presence inside of her was like having a two liter bottle of soda shoved unceremoniously into her vagina. She weas stretched beyond any realistic capacity, her insides rearranged for the utilitarian purpose for which the insects used her, and then the egg came.
It was forced inside of her, shot into her womb like a bullet, bursting through her cervix, causing her to cream in agony, to cry out in euphoric bliss. She was delirious, somehow still conscious as the second and third eggs were forced into her body, and despite her distended organs, all she could feel was delirious rapture. She knew the things had probably done irreparable damage to her reproductive system, would probably kill her, but she couldn't stop her body from reacting as if she wanted more. Her nervous system was alive with a frenzy of enthusiastic ebullience, an intoxicating rhapsody of delightful gratification. The sensory overload was finally too much for her brain, and she passed into unconsciousness.
When Nina awoke this time, she was strapped to a bed. Tubes and sensors were attached to her arms, legs, head, and chest. Something was down her throat, and something else had been shoved unceremoniously up inside of her vagina. She couldn't move, and she remained motionless, trying to figure out what had happened. She had been attacked. Taken by the bugs. The eggs... the eggs were inside of her.
"Patient Six Four Three is awake, Doctor. You'll want to see this."
Nina looked at the person who spoke, an attractive blonde man in blue scrubs and a long, blood-soaked gloves.
"Good morning," said another voice, and Nina turned to see an older man with a greying beard and tiny eyes behind his narrow glasses. "What's your name?"
"Lieutenant Nina Hayes, USC Pathfinder," she said, with more certainty than she felt.
"Excellent, Lieutenant," said the doctor. "Do you know what day it is?"
"No, Sir," she said.
"That's okay," said the doctor, shining a tiny flashlight in her eyes. "You've been drifting low on oxygen for over a week. You're lucky we found you when we did."
"Drifting," she said, uncertain what he meant.
"Your ship, the Pathfinder. Some kind of engine malfunction. Life support was damaged. You were adrift for eleven days."
Had it been eleven days since the attack? She wasn't sure that was right. She was trying to determine how long she'd been out when a scream of pain broken through the low murmur of voices in the impromptu sick bay.
She looked back at the orderly, and beyond him past a curtain towards the scream. There were rows of beds, bare feet visible past partially opened curtains. Memories of naked women returned to her. The other women from the ovipositor room.
Another scream sounded, and she saw blood spatter the shocked face of a some sort of medical personnel.
Another scream tore through the place, and she could see people scrambling beyond her curtain. Now more screams could be heard, screams of fear and terror instead of pain.
The eggs were hatching. Hadn't they noticed them on the medical scanners?
She had to warn them.
Pain shredded her nerves as if something were tearing it's way through her lower intestines. She went into convulsions, the eggs inside of her hatching, the things being born clawing their way free, entering thing world though her birth canal, the only children she would ever birth crawling from between her legs on their own.
Looking for a literate roleplay partner to try out some of my roleplay ideas. I would like to add that these ideas would include actually story lines and depth. If interested in any of them feel free to message me and we can see if we can work something out.
Alright, I wiped my whole list clean as I have a few specific ideas I really want to try out. I will list them in order and if any of them interest you feel free to ecchitext me!
¤ Thriller/Smut style roleplay. I'm ready to dive into the spooky season. This could mean your character is some supernatural creature on the hunt, a serial killer, or a mixture of the two. My character would be a victim. I can easily switch characters so if one ends up dying, on to the next!
¤ Forbidden Relationship. ie siblings, uncle/niece, maybe best friends little sister type thing. (I will add that I DO want a plot with this, not just sex scenes.)
¤ A slice of life type ordeal. Cute as shit type. Like it oozes romance as well as the sex. Our characters could start on the first date and go from there blahblahblah.
¤ Lastly I had an idea about my character could be some sort of celebrity and your character an obsessed fan who stalks and eventually kidnaps mine. Bunch of shit could happen in this one so it could constitute as a thriller as well but yea.
Thanks for taking the time to read~ ✌
Now let's get this party started ××
Well this is my first post for asking for a 1 on 1 role play. What i'm looking for is someone to play a Male character that will be a 'top' to my character. This is able to be MxF or MxM
(YC)Demonic Cultivator X Disciple (MC)
The Demonic Cultivator picks up his New Disciple off the streets to bring up into the perfect partner for dual cultivation. The Disciple would have a Superior spirit route suited for Healing and Dual Cultivation but not understanding any of this.
(YC)Stalker X Model(MC)
The Stalker has always watched the Model regardless of whatever job they did. Wanting to possess the Model and make them theirs. Using any means possible, kidnapping or rape.
(YC)Emperor X Fallen Royalty(MC)
The Emperor has taken over the neighboring kingdom into his own hands, Eliminating the Royal family of the fallen Empire other than the beautiful Prince/Princess that they then took into their own harem by force.
(YC)Master X Slave(MC)
No real set plot other than the Master getting a new slave to enjoy and break in.
(YC)Serial Killer X Victim(MC)
Serial Killer has found a new target, though instead of killing them they'd rather just enjoy the taste of the other parties pain and pleasure.
Hello! I have been wanting to do this roleplay for a long time now, and I would really love to find the right person to do it right with!
The first thing to note that is pretty important is :
This will be a mainly sexual roleplay. About 98%, if not more, will be focused on sex!
Another thing to note is that we don't have to roleplay all in one sitting. Either sending lines back and forth throughout the day (If you're feeling risky ) or sitting down for an hour or so at a time works fine for me!
The base of the story is this :
You are the young and hot trophy wife to some old billionaire who barely spends time at home, much less time with you.
Because of this you have turned to the online dating sites where you meet my character.
You wanted to have me come over to your mansion and you wanted to feel like you were in charge, but as soon as I enter into the house I quickly force myself upon you.
I then quickly learn how much of a whore you really are.
I know it doesn't sound like much, but I feel we could take this scene in a lot of different directions.
Even though I already have my preference page linked, I will go ahead and post all of my kinks that I would like included, and my character description.
Impregnation, Having a big cock, Piss, You having large tits and a big ass, Facials, Cumshots, Cum Play, Public Sex, Rough Sex, Dirty talk, Risky sex, cheating, Sloppy blowjobs, deep throating, having lots of cum, and having "magical" cum that when consumed makes you more horny.
My name is Jack. I am 5'10 with short brown hair and hazel eyes. I have lightly tanned skin with a slightly built upper and lower body. I usually roleplay with a thick, 9 inch shaved cock. If you'd like I can be bigger and not shaved.
If this sounds like it interest you, please send me a message with your kinks and limits, and also a description of your character and we can go from there!
I look forward to fulfilling this roleplay dream!
hello so i want to try new types of RP and im looking for a female to help me. im sorry but i wont do full furry but beastkin might be fun.