Thread: The Needs of the Queen (Kaybee & Shadows)

The hive was on edge as they organized themselves according to their Queens instructions and planning for this ritual. The drones and zerglings were first in line for dealing with the other woman in the numerous pods, as hardened cocks and dripping maws were prepared for that moment when she would give the final signal to begin. They dared not jump the gun, regardless of how badly they wanted it, as their mental connection amongst another only served in heightening the arousal within the swarm itself. They each knew it would be worth it, however, since after this day there would be enough females to satisfy each of their urges whenever they so desired. Begin! That was all it took. Like hungry beasts upon their prey, the drones and zerglings charged forward to make use of their respective chrysalis pods. It was the first time any of them would sample a human outside of Kerrigan, so there was an added fervor to the creatures efforts as zerglings mounted upon each of the pods available to them and eagerly sought entry with their inhuman cocks. The women would find themselves penetrated by perhaps the smallest of the zerg, yet even they were larger than most human males, as even those whom had bedded many partners in the past would find themselves testing out new limits of girth and length. The drones, meanwhile, would delve their tongues into the openings until the slippery tips of those flexible appendages were granted their own entry into the captive colonists. Their tongues were unique in the sense that, while not so sensitive as an actual cock, they did derive a sense of direct sexual stimulation from probing about and licking away at the humans more intimate of places. A number of the women were also positioned in such a way as to allow two drones the room for pressing heads together and let a second tongue go to work as both of their lower holes were stuffed with the slimy, squirming invaders which fucked them like a set of tentacles. Within seconds, the surrounding area was filled with the sounds of zerglings crying out in primal pleasure as they made use of the humans, along with the noisy licks and slobbering noises of the drones tongues feasting away on their erotic treats. At about this same point, those lucky few which were chosen by the Queen of Blades had wasted little time, as an appropriately named Defiler would turn out to be the first which would scurry upward with its multiple legs and hastily mount the eager female. The centipede-like zerg would almost hug itself against Kerrigan as those sharp limbs either wrapped around its Queens slender body or gripped firmly onto the chrysalis underneath them, as the female would feel not one, but two cocks pressing along her lower body. The twin cocks were laid out atop of the other in a perfect evolution of being able to fill both of her holes at once, as the lower cock squirmed almost like a serpent while prodding at her moist slit, while the other did similar to poking at that perfect little rear. Knowing what she could take, the Defiler was quick to press its lengthy body forward, as both of its cock pierced their way into Kerrigan with a perfect, if perverse, harmony. She was quickly filled in both orifices by the twin cocks, as the unique ridges and bumpy knots which decorated their considerable lengths rubbed along her inner walls hitting every sweet spot which she enjoyed having stimulated during sex, as that portion of the zerg promptly rose and fell in a fierce thrusting tempo. The rest of its body was still holding her tightly, as its own mouth opened to let its tongue slither out to give an affectionate lick along the females face, before sliding lower to start caressing along those swaying breasts as they added their own pleasures to the expanding melting pot of perverse eroticism. Its lengthy body managing to start fucking her even harder in both holes, while the legslimbs around her body and the chrysalis underneath them held Kerrigan perfectly so as to not push or pull her away from her position despite their increasing tempo. The sound of moist bodies slapping together emanating from where they were directly joined in this unnatural union, while the tongue continued to lather up the females ample breasts, with bits of excess drool dripping down onto the surface of where the Ghost was being held captive.