Thread: RapeWorld: Dealing with Orgasm Harvesters (NSFW)

AAAUUUGGHH! GET OFF ME!!! NO! NOO!! I woke up screaming, images flashing in my head of harvesters descending on me and forcing me to do what they wanted as orgasm after orgasm rushed through my body. It was a nightmare, just a nightmare. I tried to calm myself, but I couldn't stop shaking. As reality came flooding back to me, I only got to enjoy a moment of relief that I wasn't back at the harvester swarm in the research facility before I realized something was wrong. My body wasn't trembling because of fear, but because a powerful orgasm was washing over me. Something was inside my pussy! I threw the covers off of me and looked down at my lower body, not knowing what to expect. A harvester's thin filaments stretched around my waist, its ping-pong sized sphere inches below my belly button. Below that, I saw my pussy lips pressed apart and wrapped around a thick shaft. With desperate movement, I clamored out of bed, my legs going out from under me and tumbled to the floor of my bedroom. On my knees, I looked behind me. A tentacle lined with reddish scales sprouted from the back of my harvester-belt, curled along my round rear end, and hooked upward into my womanhood. Then my eyes widened as I saw a bulge moving down the tentacle, headed straight toward my delicate folds. NO! I wrapped my fingers around the invading member and pulled downward with all my strength, trying to slide it out of me. It wouldn't budge. I could feel that it had attached itself to my cervix and every attempt to pull it out pulled on the back wall of my vagina. I felt the bulge move past my fingers and force my spread pussy lips to stretch even farther. I felt the force as that bulge pushed my insides aside in an unstoppable wave traveling down my canal until whatever round object inside the tentacle pressed against my cervix, which too gave way and allowed the baseball-sized object entry to my womb. NNMMFFFF! UUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHH! I exploded in a full body orgasm. My pussy splattered my cum on my carpet as I fell backward and flailed my limbs in uncontrollable ecstasy, even as another bulge traveled toward my crotch. With muted strength, I tried to squeeze the tentacle to stop the next object from passing through. The bulge easily slinked past my weak fingers and slid beside the last in my womb. I lay on the floor as two more eggs were laid inside my deepest reaches. A steady stream of milk rolled across my skin to the floor. Once the job was done, the tentacle slipped out of me and curled around my waist so the entire harvester was completely contained in a single, thick loop. Half an hour later, I weakly got to my feet. Another nightmare, sweetie? My mom was cooking pancakes at the stove. She had made me a special breakfast every morning since the day the research facility was overrun. Yes, but this one was real. She spun around to face me, seeing my hands holding the small bulge in my stomach like I was just starting to show a pregnancy. The only clothes I wore were the two harvesters around my neck and waist. Tears started to form in her eyes. E-Emily! Finally figured out what that harvester that latched onto my waist does. Laid four eggs inside me. E-eggs? B-but...? I have no idea. I sat down at our dinner table. C-can I have some pancakes p-please? She watched me silently for a few moments and then walked the plate of finished pancakes to the table, letting the batter on the stove burn. I took a deep breath and tried to let it out smoothly, but the breath stuttered and broke apart in my throat. I collapsed on the table, cradling my head in my arms and sobbed. Mom rubbed my shoulders, but didn't say a thing. I could only think that she was out of ways to lie about everything being alright.