Thread: Carnal Universe (PsionicCuttlefish & Queen Chaos)

Town Hall With the two human soldiers unable to put up any resistance, the plant-humanoid-things carried them further and further down flights of stairs in silence. Lissa's feeble attempt at begging was likewise ignored. The corridors were getting even thicker with plant growth, the air was getting warmer and humid. Soon, they had descended far enough that it was clear they had to be underground, in the basement levels of the town hall. A subtle shift in the air and the acoustics of the corridor suggested there was a large open space up ahead. Faint sounds could be heard in the distance, gradually getting louder, but still in a chaotic jumble. It was a number of voices. What could barely be made out bode very, very ill for the two women. They were finally carried into a huge open room. Cassandra had said that the town hall appeared to be the nexus of the plantlife, and the most likely place to find civilians. Both of these things were true. Both of these things were also very, very bad for Lissa and Jade. The room was the thickest growth of plantlife yet, making the area seem like a solid jungle, no artificial architecture was visible anywhere. The air was fatiguing warm, oppressively heavy, noxiously sweet, and dripping wet, almost like a rainforest. Enormous vines seemed to act as walking paths, off which all the other plants sprouted and branched off of. Glowing yellow flowerbulbs provided illumination. An odd type of flowerbulb, transparent, containing pulsating grey squiggly mass, sprouted off the major vines in several places. Many more of the humanoid-plants were walking about with purpose and direction, but something had to be controlling them as they were making no noise yet seemed to coordinate perfectly. Yet, the room was still very noisy--the noise wasn't very loud, just many things all jumbling together, like a crowded auditorium...which was almost exactly what was going on. The female human colonists were here, dozens of them, maybe hundreds. They were all tied up in spread-open, revealing positions by the vines, all firmly bound in place with no room to escape. Each and every one was completely naked, bare bodies glistening with sweat and humid moisture...and nearly all of them had bellies swollen with heavy pregnancy, along with undulating vines latched onto their breasts. The majority were making noise of some kind--moaning, sobbing, pleading, all in exhausted-sounding voices. Specialized vines and the plant-humanoids were teasing and tending to all the women. Lissa and Jade were carried past a row of naked, exposed females. Uhhn...yeah...never stop...never...stop... A bloated-belly woman dully begged as she had several vines slowly and smoothly thrusting back and forth in her ass and pussy, her head was lolled to the side, her mouth open, tongue drooling out, eyes vacant. Another woman had a vine shoved in her mouth, and it seemed to be pumping something down her throat, which she was gulping deeply. One woman, one of the very few flat-bellies in the plant nexus, was tied down and her legs were held up and spread far apart as a large and transparent hollow vine approached her groin, while she shook her head side to side emphatically. N-no...please...don't wanna...be pregnant again ...please...don't--aaahn! Another woman had several plant-humanoids around her, and was grunting loudly and heavily with intense exertion while her legs were also pulled far apart, and with a particularly strong and loud grunt, she pushed something out of her vagina with a wet splat and a gush of fluids, but judging by how big her belly still was, she had a long way to go yet. And there were more women, too many to track. Lissa and Jade may not have had control of their bodies, and they might have been oddly aroused, but their mental faculties were still their own. They could fully process all the details of the scene they were seeing, whatever they thought or felt about it. However, they also hadn't gotten a puff of muscle-relaxant pollen in a few minutes, but their bodies were still mostly limp. The two females were carried to an empty space, and carefully deposited by the plant-humanoids on a gently sloped nest of plant matter. Vines started creeping towards them, began to slither around their limbs. A few thin vine tendrils seemed to caress through Lissa's long hair, while several thicker vines slowly curled around Jade's extra-slender waist. Some of the muscle-relaxant had worn off and they could feel control of their own bodies beginning to return...but nowhere near enough to escape, not in enough time. Just enough to struggle, as the vines began creeping underneath the two girls' armor, began peeling off their protective layers... Research Facility The four Gloroth made no move to stop Cassandra from waltzing right into their midst. The one that had been sleeping was wide and awake now, and had stood up along with the one that had been sitting in the small turret cradle. Despite their inhuman gremlin bat-like faces, she could read expressions of amazement and hunger on them. Only the techie Gloroth looked to have even the faintest trace of wariness, but he was looking appraisingly at Cassandra, too. And when the blue-haired woman asked for 'help' from the Gloroth...she got exactly what she was hoping for. After only a moment's hesitation, the Gloroth grunted in excitement and all began scrambling their hands for her, surrounding her! Even the techie was getting in on the action, and Cassandra felt eight hands groping chaotically all over her body, tugging and pulling to find the latches in her armor. One by one, the hardplates of her suit were disengaged and carelessly allowed to fall to the floor, and with every one removed, Cassandra felt more and more of the Gloroth's fingers feeling up her flesh through her flexible undersuit. Before they had even finished removing all the plates--one pauldron, one side of her interlocking-scale abdomen armor, most of the armor below her hips, and a few other odds and ends still remained--the Gloroth's hands were starting to peel apart her undersuit. Starting from her neck, the skintight material was parted from her skin, baring one shoulder, arm, and her chest. Now that she was showing some skin, the Gloroth's fuzzy hands started groping and rubbing much more intently on her exposed areas, especially her breasts. At least five hands were trying to play with her tits at once. Despite the roughhousing and general chaos, their fuzzy hands felt quite pleasant on Cassandra's bare skin! They were grunting approvingly to each other at her body as they gradually revealed more of her from her armor, like animals or cavemen. Typical of most male aliens without prior exposure these days show them a human female, and it's very tempting. Show them a willing and asking human female, and they lost all restraint. Cassandra's right arm and shoulder, and her hips down were still armor-covered by the time one of the Gloroth leaned closer into her personal space and actually began nuzzling, kissing, and licking her skin with a savage crudeness. And when the one started, the others swiftly joined--Cassandra now had four mouths in addition to eight hands haphazardly exploring her body! Then the armor and undersuit from her hips and thighs were pulled off, and the leader Gloroth stood abruptly tall in front of Cassandra, shoving his underlings out of the way while he was over-eagerly stripping himself from his combat suit. I'm gettin' the first bite of this bitch! He declared to the other three, though the bat-faced alien was staring intently at Cassandra while piggishly licking his lips. However, as much as the four males were paying attention to Cassandra , they weren't paying much attention to anything Cassandra might have been surreptitiously doing ...