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

Not only would it have been impossible for Kerrigan to take such a thick cock so deeply into her throat before she was altered she could never have taken any cock into her throat for nearly so long either. She still needed to breathe, but where her human body had been limited by it's genetics and it's strange wiring that had endured despite many inefficiencies simply due to the fact that a human was impressively powerful even with poorly-optimized internal organs, she had been improved, made better. Kerrigan could last for hours without needing to take a breath, be that in the depths of space or oceans thanks to the exoskeleton of sorts she'd grown in the process of her transformation or -much more commonly- taking zerg cock after zerg cock without so much as a pause for air between one thick alien shaft and the next. While normally this energetic facefucking would have left Kerrigan ready to summon another hydralisk or a few zerglings to satisfy lusts reinflamed by the lewd act though, the creep had been growing more and more of an active participant than she was used to. She'd felt the living ground that grew in and around zerg territory often cup and fondle her body on the rare occasions that she found herself lying on the ground but it had grown much more daring now, reaching up to actively stimulate her breasts, teasing her nipples, squeezing with finger-like extrusions and even reaching up at her still-raised hips to tease her clit making her groan and moan in pleasure about the lurker's shaft. Then she felt something thicker, and for a moment thought her mental abilities had faltered somehow and she had failed to notice a zergling coming up behind her until she realized the angle of the length pressing against her entrance and became aware that it was the creep, growing still bolder in learning how to stimulate her. It was an impressive argument for the creep's status as just as aware as any other zerg organism and -more important to the present- it was an impressive shaft that slid into the queen of blades. Not quite as relentlessly cunt-stretchingly thick as a hydralisk but long and more than a little bit prehensile, coiling and warping in on itself slightly as it pistoned in and out of her in time with the lurker's thrusts into her mouth, spit-roasting her neatly between the two of them as they pumped faster and faster. The buzzing and vibrating nodules that wrapped tightly about the hard button of Kerrigan's clit were just the icing on the cake, and they pushed her over the edge in very short order. The queen of blades shuddered reflexively, dimly aware of the lurker twitching and flexing in her mouth and throat, of the creep-tentacle pulsing and twisting deep in her womanhood as she came, her holes tightening around intruding tentacle and shaft alike, adding a fresh wave of the queen's own juices to trickle down her thighs. Then, while she was still riding the high of pleasure Kerrigan felt the lurker's seed fill her mouth and then get forced down her throat, the white heat of it's cum travelling one way while the very pleasurably tangible swell in the tentacle travelled the other and both of them exploded inside her, two pools of thick heat nearly meeting in the middle of her body to prompt an orgasm that didn't just have Kerrigan shivering but prompted several full on convulsions from the queen of blades as tentacle and lurker just kept on thrusting into her, filling her to overflowing with cum from both ends of her body, prompting a fresh orgasm with every few waves of the thick and sticky heat to explode into her. By the time they were barely more than halfway done Kerrigan was a trembling wreck, her eyes rolled up in her head unseeing as lurker cum squelched against her lips and dribbled thickly down her chin to fall to a small pool below while creep 'cum' practically flowed from around the tentacle in her pussy in a thick white river that trailed down her legs into a steadily growing puddle of mixed juices that her knees were resting in.