Pandora's Box

The flesh from the new soft creatures was as delicious as their smell, and the eldest had eaten well before noticing this one was fleeing. The chase was short, and it fell to him just as easily as the others had, one swipe with the flat of his bladed tail knocking it to the ground. He loomed over it, a stomach full of fresh meat delaying the inevitable fatal blow.


Liz lay on the ground, far too terrified to scream but unable to stop herself sobbing in fear. As it happened, it was about to save her life.


The eldest paused at this strange new sound, uncertain. Although he didn’t know it, it was similar to the thrumming coughs an alien queen might use to attract fertile males to her in the hive. As it was, he found himself remembering his first kill of the soft-skins, the rank smell and the strange sounds of them, and felt a stirring low in his belly.

He and his brothers had been bred to be more intelligent than ordinary xenomorphs, capable of functioning without a hivemind, and while not as clever as humans they were certainly sentient. As lust bled through the ichor sustaining him, the eldest pictured the actions of his kill, and slowly an idea started to form.


Liz watched in horror as a slit opened near the groin of the monster towering over her and a tentacle-like organ emerged, writhing and searching the cool air. At first it was light blue, a paler shade of the monsters scales, but as she watched it swelled and turned darker, stiffening like a human cock and oozing a whitish-blue liquid as it grew engorged – and big, far too big. She tried to back away but couldn’t, frozen in place by her fear.


The eldest smelt the creature’s panic, but instead of inciting normal hunger it only added to his lust. He stooped down over it, lowering himself over its now-struggling form. It kicked at him, hitting him in the jaw and dislodging a fang; he hit it to keep it still, claws tearing at its clothing. It howled and fought desperately, only arousing him further, and he clawed at the flimsy cloth even more, shredding the shorts and overlong T-shirt Liz had put on for bed.

At last he grew impatient, and as the creature sobbed hysterically underneath him he crawled over it and forced its legs apart, mimicking his kill. It tried to squirm away but he dragged it back, claws scratching at skin as well as clothing now as he pinned it down. For a few moments he humped against the struggling creature, unsure what to do, before his probing organ found an opening and he slammed himself inside with one powerful thrust, screeching in triumph as he did.


Liz screamed in pain as the hardened flesh tore through her, lacerating delicate tissues and scraping inside her womb. She was no virgin, not by a long shot, but she had been celibate since her last boyfriend and was entirely unprepared for this rough entry, or the size of the intrusion. She struggled, whimpering, but it only made the creature more excited; it pulled her back on to its cock, mounted her fully and started pumping in and out with brutal thrusts, squealing and rattling its back spines as it rutted. Its strength was incredible, propelling her across the forest floor every time it stabbed into her, and soon she was screaming in constant agony, unable to stop.


His brothers soon appeared, attracted by the pleasure and lust in their shared hivemind, and grew excited when they saw him rutting with one of the new creatures. The older of the two was more cautious, careful to let his older and larger sibling take his fill, but the youngest was more impulsive, and soon was as aroused as his eldest brother. He crept closer, wanting to pleasure himself as well. The eldest didn’t notice, caught up in fucking the creature underneath him, and soon the youngest was close enough to see what was happening.

It hissed in disappointment as it saw the only opening available was taken, then crooned as it saw another; the creature’s open, screaming mouth.


It all happened too fast for Liz to comprehend; one moment the smallest alien was standing over her, genital slit opened and organ distended, the next it was crouching over her head and ramming its cock down her throat. She gagged instinctively, then in earnest; the organ was too engorged for her to breathe around. She clawed at her new attacker desperately, struggling for air, but it ignored her and continued fucking her mouth. Her lips started to turn blue.

Surprisingly, it was her first attacker who saved her life; the eldest alien lashed out jealously at its youngest sibling, protective of its new prize. The other dived away, hissing resentfully, and the larger alien stopped rutting altogether, withdrawing almost completely as it snarled and squealed angrily. Before Liz could hope that the ordeal was over the other retreated to a safe distance and the alien turned to her, driving itself back inside her as it squealed again possessively, the sound mixing with her fresh screams.


Eventually the fucking grew faster and harder, and the alien screeched in triumph again as it spilt its seed. Liz’s throat was too sore now to do more than croak as it gushed inside her, freezing and burning at the same time. She flopped bonelessly as it withdrew, then went to satisfy its new hunger with the corpses of those killed in the camp. Not one had survived the attack, save the woman collapsed inert and trembling on earth now wet with rank-smelling fluids.

Liz lay still, not daring to move. She could hear the aliens chattering, and dared to hope they might have forgotten about her. If she could just make it to the bushes they might forget about her completely. She opened one eye to check they were fully occupied with food, then rolled over and started to crawl slowly away.

A new screech froze her blood, and made her start crying silently. The second largest alien had spotted her, and decided to mimic its leader now the other was feeding. It ran over in three short bounds, grabbing her and dragging her back.

Sore throat or not, Liz screamed anew as it mounted and the still swelling cock was slammed roughly into her ass. She had never had anal sex before, nor ever wanted to, and the pain was indescribable. As before the organ was far too big for comfort, and horribly cold, almost like an icicle. She whimpered as it raped her, splitting her open and scraping her raw.

The smallest alien saw what was happening and joined its sibling, forcing its cock back down her throat and pumping in and out, squealing as it did. Liz was saved from suffocation again by luck; the previous episode and its own excitement made the alien spill its seed early. Its brother squealed as it withdrew, sated, and ground itself further inside her, spearing into her bowls. She felt something sticky start lubricating its way, and realised it was blood. Her blood. Her vision was starting to grey at the edges. The alien squealed one last time and emptied its bitter seed into her ass with a thrust that made her taste dirt and copper. It pulled out and retreated, leaving her limp and all but unaware.

All she could hope for now was that they killed her quickly.


The eldest of the three gorged himself on the plentiful meat, well-pleased by the products of the night’s hunt. He had discovered two new pleasures, tender human flesh and fucking, the last even better than the first.
The thought made him glance over to the creature he had satisfied himself with. It was motionless, whitish-blue fluid spilling from every opening, blood leaking from its ass and between its legs. He could still hear a heartbeat, though, and that was what was important. He had searched among the camp but found nothing else breathing, and he wanted to continue satisfying himself for a long time yet.

The sun was almost up, and his belly was full. He hissed at the others and stalked over to the unconscious creature, grabbing it around the waist. Then the trio left the clearing, to seek safer quarters to spend the day’s sleep.