Thread: RapeWorld: Dealing with Orgasm Harvesters (NSFW)

RE RapeWorld Dealing with Orgasm Harvesters By the time the clit huggers had let us go and flown out the window, my bra was unbearably tight. I had to reach behind me and unsnap it. My boobs bounced free from their support. There was no denying it any longer. They were just shy of D cups. I slipped my bra out of my shirt and was about to throw it to the car floor when I notice more wet spots inside the cups. I looked down and touched myself with a trembling hand. As I depressed my bust, a wet spot formed in my shirt. It had made me lactate too? As infuriating and violating as that was, I had bigger concerns. Mom turned onto our street. As we approached our home, I saw it... the same jaguar shaped harvester. It was in our driveway. Mom, we have to get out of here! That thing is still waiting for me! I can't face it again! Come on, Emily. You have to learn how things are. You can't let harvesters rule your life. They are cruel and terrible, but they only win if you live in fear of them. What?! No! To my horror, Mom didn't turn away or slow the car. She just drove like everything was normal, pulling right into the driveway so we were only feet away. My mom was insane! How could she do this to her own child!? I braced myself in my seat, staring at the beast, my face white with fear. It immediately scurried to my side of the car and hit my car door with its powerful head. The car rocked on its suspension, everything shaking around us. What the hell, Mom! I'm not going out there, so get us out of here! As the beast hit the car again, I turned to my mother, anger painted on my face. I was met with the last thing I expected. She was pulling her sundress over her head and snapped her bra off so she was completely naked. In the moment, the thought hit me that her breasts were about the same size as mine now were. I'm going to show you just how little control these bastards should have over your life! She pushed the keys into my hand and leaped out of the car. She squared her legs and bent forward, raising her ass as high as she could and giving herself a few inviting spanks, yelling, Hey, you asshole! This is what you want, isn't it? Well leave my daughter alone and come get it! I dove onto the driver's seat where she was a moment before and called out to her, No, Mom! It's a manipulator harvester! You can't let it-! It was too late. The giant monster was already clambering over the hood of the car. I saw a look of realization hit her face the same moment the beast tackled her. Without needing to fuss about with stripping her, it had her ensnared in a matter of seconds. She fit snugly into the cavity I had filled the other day. The harvester faced away from me so my mom's hindquarters, and the monster's own, were almost pressed against the glass of the driver's side window. I saw it just in time to see the beast's thick, green cock shove inside her. With tears streaming down my face, I snuck out of the car and crept along the front of our home. My eyes were locked on my mother who had sacrificed herself for me, but neither her nor the harvester was paying me any attention. Her eyes were rolled back in pleasure, her mouth hanging open. I slipped through the front door, ran through the house, and threw myself on my bed, sobbing into my pillow even as my mother's orgasmic cries poured in through my bedroom window.