Thread: Infested Station - (Maj.Mario + Iridium248)

On all fours - Her moans pulsing in the air! - it was all-too-clear that Claire's resistance was crumbling ...A shadow falling over her newly-luscious form, as the Crawler mounted her-! Her plush behind, the taste of her creamy skin...It presented an irresistible temptation to a creature that was already in heat, already eager to claim another Queen-! As her hips rose - Pushing back against that slick Brood cock, the obscene organ throbbing, thick, hot and hard, with every beat of the alien's heart - she'd feel it press up against her, twitching...Slime glistening on that slick length, aching to claim her. When that leathery weight settled onto her, that powerfully corded form rolling over her own...She'd have a moment to anticipate what was about to happen- Except that the crawler didn't claim her, not with the brutal thrust she'd have expected! Instead, those thick-fingered hands - And they were hands, now, three-fingered - cupped her full breasts, closed on them...Squeezing, kneading, rolling them in the creature's grasp as that tongue slopped against her skin! It was fondling her, savoring her new body...Exploring every inch of her voluptuous curves, that low crooning sound of approval rumbling from the Crawler's depths- It seemed that at least one creature couldn't resist her charms! In her highly-susceptible state - if she listened - she'd hear a scratchy whisper, almost subliminal, right on the edge of perception. Not words, but urges, images - Directed at her. She was hot . With that sexy new body of hers, how could the creature possibly resist the urge to fuck her and fuck her and fuck her over and over again? She should give in completely, and enjoy every moment of the feverish mating frenzy to come- In a sense, Claire represented the expansion of the crawler's capabilities - Capabilities it was testing, experimenting, reaching out with itself, like a newly-grown limb. The psychic static that filled her mind, the altered venom load...All of it driven by a primal need to establish the creature's own dominance - The ability to subvert potential agents! Or perhaps it was more than that, from the way those yellow eyes flickered down her form...The blunt curve of the crawler's fleshly tendrils gripping Claire's chin, turning her head... Xiang had been desperation on the creature's part, operating on raw instinct - But with the DNA it'd ingested, it'd ingested...other things, too. As those fleshless lips closed on Claire's own, that tongue sliding against her own...The way those hands kneaded her plush breasts - the crawler was kissing her-! More, despite the mating imperative, it was deliberately prolonging the moment...Savoring what was to come-! When the creature speared her - It did it slowly, even though every inch of the crawler's form juddered with the frenetic urge to fuck her. That cock sank into her depths, inch by throbbing inch - spreading her, claiming her, the alien's hips rolling as it began to thrust, rear legs anchored against the ground! In a perverse way, it was more considerate than Claire's previous boyfriend... Perhaps the creature knew that on-one was coming...That the female's isolation would allow it to take it's time! Or perhaps - disturbingly - it wanted to experiment, to play...To see how to maximize the effects of it's already-potent pheromones - to ensure loyalty to the Hive without the expenditure of limited resources. It was finding the most efficient, most pleasurable way to claim a Queen... -Xiang had been fucked. Claire was about to be romanced .