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Sal didn’t sign up for this shit. She was a scientist, she was supposed to be in a lab looking at samples the away team brought back to the ship. Instead she was in a crashed escape pod, stranded on an unknown planet completely alone and without any way to communicate with any other humans out there.
At least the planet had a breathable atmosphere, and from the looks of things it could definitely support carbon-based life. Sal had crashed into some kind of jungle biome, she could hear the chittering of the insects moving from tree to tree and flower to flower. It was vibrant, beautiful, the kind of place she would have loved to study from the air-conditioned safety of a lab. She had only just crawled from the wreckage five minutes ago and already the humidity clung to her skin like a film.
That reminded her, she needed to find fresh water, and soon. If she closed her eyes and listened she could just make out what sounded like the gurgle of a stream somewhere deeper in the jungle. She pulled herself to her feet not quite steadily and took some cautious wobbly steps back towards the escape pod to grab the emergency survival kit. Once that was secured over her shoulders she headed towards the sound of water. The stream itself wasn’t big enough to do her much good but she was able to follow it to a large lake. She used the survival kit’s filtration straw to drink her fill then set up a proper evaporation based filter with more water to fill her canteens with. Then she stripped off most of her torn, sweaty, and bloodstained clothes and walked into the lake until the blissfully cool water reached up to her neck. It probably wasn’t the safest move if she wanted to survive, but she just couldn’t stand the oppressive jungle heat a single second longer.
Once she felt clean and cool enough she swam back to shore, discarded the rest of her clothes, and pulled the sturdier and much cleaner outfit out of the survival pack. Unfortunately the outfit had been made with someone much taller and significantly heavier in mind. There wasn’t a single piece that she could wear without it falling off in less than a minute.
Well, she wasn’t going to meet anyone who cared about nudity out here. Sal tied a big shirt around her waist like a skirt, filled her canteens, packed up her supplies and started walking back towards the trees. A source of water like this would attract any large predators that lived in the area, so she should probably sleep a good ways away from it.
As she walked through the jungle she noticed a particularly beautiful latice of thick flowering vines snaking along the trees. The pale purple blooms smelled exceptionally sweet, and after walking some ways into the jungle she noticed the vines growing more common and the smell of the flowers becoming stronger.
Eventually she came across a small patch of trees completely surrounded by the vines creating thick net-like walls stretching between them. She attempted to backtrack, but, try as she might, she couldn’t find the gap in the vines that she had entered through. After searching for who knows how long she needed a break. The straps of the heavy pack were chafing her bare skin and she was covered in sweat again.
This didn’t have to be a problem, though. She leaned against a sturdy tree for a moment and thought as she took off the heavy supply pack. The vines would most likely keep out anything large enough to be a threat to her, and she could use the pack’s knife to cut her way out when she needed to search for more supplies.
She grabbed one of her canteens out of the supply pack and took a swig of cool water. The first step was to find the best place to set up the tent. She walked around the little cage of vines looking for the spot where the canopy provided the most shade. When she found it she set about trying to make sure the patch of dirt was relatively flat. When she was satisfied, she stopped to admire the scenery for a moment. Even though she was stranded in this jungle, it really was quite beautiful.
She saw a thick patch of the vines’ purple flowers hanging leisurely off a low tree branch and leaned in to sniff them. The scent was strong and sweet and relaxing, and Sal inhaled deeply.
She fell to her knees. Then her side. Then her back.
She tried to move, to get back up, but nothing happened. She wasn’t truly paralyzed, she could still blink and breathe and feel the whole of her body, but her muscles just insisted on staying relaxed, rendering her immobile. She was completely vulnerable, and she really hoped she was right about the vines keeping predators out until whatever this was wore off. If it wore off. She desperately prayed that this was something that would wear off.
It was then that a flicker of movement caught her eye. She shifted her gaze upwards and got a sinking feeling in her gut as something began to climb down from one of the taller trees making up the canopy. That was when she really started to panic. This had never been a shelter at all, it was the opposite.
She’d walked into a web.
As the being got closer to the ground, Sal could see it more clearly. It was holding what appeared to be some kind of garment woven from leaves and grass that had provided it with camouflage in the trees. That suggested intelligence, maybe Sal wasn’t doomed after all. Once it saw the supplies around her and the shirt tied around her waist it would surely realize that she was also intelligent and at the very least not try to make a meal out of her. Right?
The being was quadrupedal once it reached the ground, but seemed to have hands and feet that could grip as well as long prehensile tendrils that sprouted from its shoulders. Sal tried to remain calm as the being approached and stood over her prone form. It leaned back on its hind legs like a bear and looked her over before reaching down and untying the shirt from around her waist and pulling the front of her makeshift skirt aside, leaving her completely exposed.
The creature leaned forward and one of its tendril appendages wrapped gently around each of her legs and spread them apart. Sal could only watch in shock as the alien being let a long thick tongue unfurl from its mouth and moved its head down between her open thighs. It lathed its tongue over her again and again, pressing hard against her clit each time. Its saliva left a strange tingling feeling behind, and Sal could swear each lick left her more sensitive than before. It was…
The being let its tongue drift downwards until it was teasing her entrance, then slowly started pushing inside of her cunt. Due to the effects of the flowers, she couldn’t even clench against the intrusion. It was…
This had to be a dream, right? It’d hardly be the first time her subconscious had combined her xenobiological research with her libido. And, if it was just a dream, then she could enjoy it, right?
Because it was the most pleasure Sal had ever felt in her life.
The pressure and stretch of the tongue inside of her and the almost electric feeling of the saliva coating her walls was pure bliss. There was a momentary discomfort as the tip of the creature’s tongue found her cervix and started to explore it, but afterwards the creature, almost as if to make up for it, twisted its tongue in a way that sent her careening over the edge into a brain-melting orgasm.
Now her muscles did clench against the tongue and oh that felt amazing. One of the being’s prehensile tendrils slithered between her folds and rubbed against her hypersensitive clit, making her moan in pleasure and pain at once. The alien drew two more almost agonizingly strong climaxes out of her before it withdrew its tongue, leaving Sal regretting its loss at the same time she felt relief that it was over. She was exhausted and the sensitivity brought on by the creature’s saliva had long since become painful.
Then she saw the creature move forward until it was straddling her, and felt something hard and thick pressing up against her entrance. With a groan she realized that all that had just happened had been nothing more than prep work. The relaxing effects of the flowers were still working in full force though, so she could only lay there as the being’s length pressed in. It was significantly thicker than the tongue, and stretched her more, but like the tongue it was long enough to press against her cervix. She hissed in pain as it pressed up against the opening to her womb, and she was pretty sure that if the creature were to start thrusting this deep into her she would actually die.
The creature didn’t start thrusting though. Instead it laid down on top of Sal, trapping her beneath its weight, and began to make a noise not unlike a purr. The soft vibrations traveled through every inch of the creature and, even through her oversensitivity, Sal enjoyed the feeling of it. She had just started to feel comfortable when something even thicker pressed into her. It slowly traveled down the being’s length and it felt so odd that Sal didn’t even think to wonder at what was happening until the object reached her cervix and kept pushing.
The pain was intense, a sharp pressure that made her feel like she was being torn apart inside, but it only lasted for about five seconds before the object finished its journey and settled in her womb. That’s when she realized what was happening. The alien was laying eggs inside of her.
Just as this thought hit, she felt another egg be pushed into her. Her heart beat fast as it approached her cervix, and she began to cry. When the pain started she tried to remain calm and counted slowly to five until the second egg joined the first. She tried to push thoughts of what might happen to her in the future out of her mind, she needed to focus to keep from panicking. As egg after egg made its way inside of her she tried to ignore the panic and the weight settling into her womb. She focussed on the feeling of the ovipositor’s vibration. It was still a pleasant feeling, despite everything, and it helped her get through the pressure-pain of each egg entering her womb. Eventually she started to almost enjoy the feeling of the eggs moving into her. The increased stretch of her walls made the vibrations feel stronger, and despite the fact that the ever-increasing pain in her cervix was making her shake with sobs, she managed to reach another orgasm before the creature was done with her.
By the time it pulled out of her her womb was full and swollen. She could feel the effects of the flowers just starting to wear off, but even without the forced relaxation she didn’t think she was in any state to move of her own accord. The creature picked Sal up in its arms and moved her onto its back, where its tendrils held her securely in place as the alien approached a tree and began to climb. Once it reached the canopy, it pulled several woven vine ropes off of a nearby branch and began to secure Sal to the trunk of the tree with her arms pinned to her sides and her legs spread. Her head drooped forward and a wreath of the purple flowers was placed around her neck, putting her back under their spell.
She was so tired. She let her eyes close for what felt like a moment, but when she opened them the creature was gone and Sal was alone. Then she heard rustling in the leaves around her. She looked around to see a group of three new creatures approaching her. They looked similar to the first creature, but smaller and more lithe. Sal resigned herself to whatever they wanted with her, she had no way to fight it. One of the aliens climbed down to Sal, holding on to the trunk of the tree with its shoulder tendrils. It mounted her and began thrusting into her worn out and sore but still unnaturally relaxed hole.
Of course. The eggs still needed to be fertilized.