Erotica Anthology #10

Organic Ship II

#59

Science Mission: Organic Ship II (Part 2)

Second Gate: Full ThrottleSS Isegun still continues its journey back to Earth. After causing a huge panic amongst the residence on Earth, the now hostile, unidentified vessel moves on to its next, unplanned destination: The Reptile World.

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Captain Sharko is asleep when he senses strange movements in the air. He has always been such a sharp fellow, but it always leave him feeling tensed out at every little thing that stands out from the norm. He really should just try to relax, especially since the humans are returning to their home planet. He is caught off guard, however, when he senses hands touching him, up his tights and toward his genital… The Captain turns stiff instantly, and he doesn’t mean his c**k. Is it one of those flirty girls again? He keeps finding one or two of them always trying to get into his bed whenever night time arrives.

In an instant, he draws off the blanket, only to reveal a tangle of strange creature already wrapping itself around his hips, tentacles coiling around his rapidly growing hardness, its tiny succulents sucking at every inch of foreskin it can find. In a panic, he tries to get it off from him, but the tentacles are way too strong, refusing to budge even for an inch. Instead, it keeps on sucking on him harder, twisting and turning in a bundle of coiling limbs until he goes from half hard to full on hard, pre-c*m quickly forming by his tip.

No, he can’t allow this. Can’t let it happen. This is so inappropriate beyond measure, not just because of his overly stiff personality, but also because he feels disgusted for being aroused by such an… unknown being. Where did these tentacles come from, anyway? He turns on the nightstand, only to see that the tentacles are connected to the very walls and body of the ship itself. What had happened while he was asleep? How did this normal ship suddenly turn… organic? Looking at the walls, it feels as though he is inside the stomach of some giant beast, and the passengers are all nothing but its food. He tries to get up, but the tentacles are persistent in getting him off and keeping him stay on bed. He tries to reach the communication device beside his bed, lucky enough that his hands are not tied down so he can establish a call. The connection goes unpicked for a few long minutes, before eventually someone picks up.

“Y-yes…?” a girl’s voice answers. One of the navigators, he recognizes the voice.

“Navigation, this is Captain Sharko speaking. Alert the others. It appears we have been invaded by an unknown tentacle species. We need defend ourselves immediately. I am currently bond by one of the tentacle creature, but I’ll try to get away as soon as I can. Sound the alarm to wake the rest.”

He doesn’t hear a response from the other side immediately for some time, until she speaks again. “...A-ah yes, the others… they must be waking up… I will – try to sound the – alarm…”

“Navigation, are you alright? You don’t seem find. Have they gotten to you as well?”

“Y-yes… Ah! That’s it, right there…♡ —Ah, s-sorry, C-captain. T-they got inside me, and it just feels so… O-oh, oh God, I-i can’t think straight.” The response proceeds by a series of husky moans that can only be produced by a raspy human breath.

They got inside her? Did he hear this right. “Try to fight them off as best as you can, Navigator. We have to wake the others. I will fight from my end too.”

The girl sounds distracted, mostly as though she is conversing with some unknown individual he can’t hear. “...A-ah yes, that’s right. Wake the others. W-we should share this pleasure with the rest of the crews as well. It will be such a waste if they miss out all the fun.”

“Hello? Navigation? Can you hear me? I said, we need to alert—” The communication device starts to buzz out, shut off so suddenly as if it has ceased to exist, until he can’t hear anything anymore from the other end of the call. The device sits dead on the desk, as the tentacles around his c**k keeps coiling up, before they lift his hips up slightly and slide a particularly pointy tip into his asshole. Sharko winches at the intrusion, trying to keep it out my clamping down his back wall muscle, but the tentacle is slippery and small, able to easily get past his physical defence by wiggling itself repeatedly into his ass, penetrating him from behind inch by inch. He tries to fight it off, kicking and punching in strong precision, but his counters doesn’t seem to put any effect at all on these tentacles, almost as though they can not feel pain.

The tentacles spread some more around his hips, this time coiling around his balls and clench hard until it borders toward pain. He lets out a grunt, trying to fight them off, but the more he struggles, the more the tentacles put their hold on him, latching onto every bit of sensitive skin they can find, as if they are attracted to the scent of s*x. The pointy tip in his ass has been inserted half the way at the back, mostly coiling around his rectum, the limb getting thicker and thicker the further it goes in. The tentacle simply wiggles around inside the tight wall muscle of his back passage, until it can’t go any further when its girth gets too thick to slide into his taut ass. The tight ring muscle of his ass refuses to budge, and Sharko doesn’t know if it’s a good or a bad thing, because he can still feel it trying to get deeper, as if wanting to touch the deep end of his rectum, dancing angrily inside his ass. He lets out panting short breathes, skin sweating so much thanks to the painful and strangely pleasurable sensation it’s evoking within his body. The tentacles keep stretching and gripping his c**k, unable to stop this unheard urge to mate with him. He doesn’t even know if this creature is female or male, but it’s certainly making him feel too good to his own liking.

What feels like moments later, the alert is finally sounded throughout the ship, waking all of its inhabitants up, followed by the sound of the female Navigator announcing their current predicament while her p***y is being sexed up, shoved by one too many tentacles that act more like c***s than anything else, squirting out strange warm liquid that feels familiarly like semen into her full womb, forcing her to take every single ounce of cream it can offer.

And now that the crews are all awaken, almost all of them start to scream in panic, unable to get away from being completely and thoroughly ravished by the insatiable tentacles. Men, women, humans, anthropomorphics — they all get f****d all the same. Some men are turned into females in turns after their first coupling, some gets multiple new fuckholes when the invader releases strange gases from its tissue walls, while some other women grows a c**k after they receive the tentacle’s semen. The results of the changes are random. Not everyone is affected, but those that do are permanently altered, only to be sexed up even more. It’s like these tentacles can’t get enough of them, as if s*x is its only energy source… Or maybe that’s just it. This is how the strange alien feeds, through s*x, with its tentacles shoved inside someone else dark depths and milk them out of c*m.

Either way, no matter what these crews manage to figure out, they are doomed from the start. They don’t stand a chance against this ever hungry tentacles, and if they still cling to their original beliefs and morality, they will not survive for long. So the Captain urges them to cooperate and let this creature f**k them willingly and enjoy the ride, else they’ll risk losing their mind from this. They can’t believe that the stoic captain is suggestion such a thing, but it’s not really that hard to adjust to their new environment when the alien creature is releasing various gases to brainwash them into enjoying its multiple penetrations. One hour into the awakening of the entire crews, and already they are all being f****d, gagged and throllered by a dozen other tentacles, thrusts moving like unstoppable s*x machines.

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SS Isegun crashes into the Reptile World, a planet occupied by savage, scally anthropomorphs. The local wildings try to stay away from the strange looking ship, though some are curious enough to risk getting attacked, just to see if they can score some interesting preys. But the organic ship is unwilling to lose its sources of food, no matter how many it has bind in its tentacles already. It lets the newcomers slithers into its body, allowing them to explore its wall of tunnels, before discovering a room full of throttled s*x slaves. And before the reptiles can sink their fangs into the withering slaves’ flesh, tentacles grab onto them at all limbs, tying them up in mid air, before slithering its own tentacles into the reptiles’ p***y hole and grip their twin c***s.

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Medusa and Gorgon are two of the most powerful nagas in their forest, so of course when presented the chance, they are willing to venture into the unknown vessel, testing the seemingly alive, throbbing walls, with veins that looks closely resembling a hard c**k that’s about to erupt. Each of them are equipped with a v****a whole and twin d***s that point at opposite upward directions. As snakes, they are easily aroused, even by the slightly different shift in the air, rattling like the tip of their tails. Medusa is a cobra type, so she has skin as hood on her head and around her neck, while Gorgon comes from the heavy class, so he has two gets of arms, all four of them well-defined with rippling muscles. But nothing can prepare them from the upcoming attack that’s about to consume them.

The tentacles catch them off guard when they are so distracted from the new preys. All their arms and tail are being coiled around by dozens of much bigger tentacles all at once, before a mass of tiny tentacle horde is thrusted into their hole each, penetrating them all the way to the base without even as much as a warning. They are so taken by surprise that their inner walls tense when the hulking mass of tiny tentacles wither inside their wombs, but the tension is soon quickly replaced by pleasure when the organic ship releases euphoric gases through the holes in its tissue walls, clouding their minds and overriding them by the urge to mate. It’s only a matter of time before the tentacles reach their climaxes, and when they hit that level of intense pleasure, the tentacles release massive unending squirts of semen right into the nagas’ wombs, while the nagas’ twin c***s are being milked right out of their balls in a steady flow of pumps from the limb-think tentacles wrapped in each of their protruding genitals.

And this time, something different happen. Something fast is rapidly growing inside the nagas’ womb, and before they know it, they are pumping out eggs a mile a minute right out of their v*****s. Like their c***s, they insides are internally built with two wombs to help the breeding process speed up faster. And when these scally eggs come up, they quickly crack up and in comes tentacles from those gaps. They don’t seem to be willing to leave the nest that are their eggshells though, as if those too are part of their body. Intrigued by the development, the tentacles reach out to these babes, it’s children, and find that they share a connection in terms of sense and source of food. So the ship sends out a signal to these tentacle hybrids, so venture around and out in order to learn the roots of their nature, and lure more local inhabitants into the lair that is the organic ship’s body, so that they all can grow from milking out c*m from their preys’ bodies.

From these hybrids, they can finally crossbreed with the humans and the rest of the humanoid populations, getting the girls pregnant and pushing out new breed of pups along the way. The smaller hybrids can crawl up the girls’ wombs, then impregnantly them by releasing semen right into the uterus. Even though these pups still have smaller bodies, but they can easily reach level of maturity fast enough to breed like crazy. Finally compatible, the hybrids simply add up their numbers to the numbers of s****l predators in the ship, forcing the girls to produce large amount of milk to feed the younglings as they go.

The once strong and powerful nagas are reduced to mere s*x and breeding slaves for the organic ship, both male and female becoming so eager to get f****d by tentacles on all sizes that they can’t help themselves but to want to please the ship monster. They are f****d and spurted out with c*m so much that they lost track of how many children they have produced for the organic ship. Medusa’s t**s are practically leaking out milk left and right, and her biology doesn’t even require this to happen. She produces little to no milk, though some of the human slaves are able to produce much more milk than she can, so the hybrid children are usually found latching onto the human t**s, as the flavor tastes much sweeter as well. When Medusa tests out one of the girl’s tit, she also finds that the flavor is quite pleasing, so sometimes she finds herself sneaking into the slave quarters to sneak a pint or two, sexually charging the girl until she cums, her juice leaking down her legs for the tentacles to latch onto and drink from. All the slaves are kept naked at all times, for easy access to get f****d by the tentacle monster. They’ve become so brainwash that s*x is all they have in mind, even a small friction of clothing on their skin can cause erratic reaction from their reproduction system.

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Someone manages to break free of his restrains. The man is just too hungry that lustful that his entire body breaks in shivers, unable to stop until he can find something he can thoroughly f****d. And that answer comes after he wonders through the corridors, before finding a young woman struggling against the tentacles on the wall. A delicious scent is coming from her, and he wastes no time since the both of them are already naked, clothes melted away by the digestive enzyme of the tentacle monster.

Her hands are bound by the wrist, and the europhia gas has not set in that deep within her mind just yet, evident by how flustered and self-conscious she is, but the raging c**k in between her legs tells him otherwise. She practically wails in surprise when he touches the out of place genital. It’s still a part of her, so she is feeling sensitive by the stranger’s contact, but that’s not why she looks so scandalous when her c**k is fisted—it’s because she can’t believe that this crazy thing is actually happening to her. First she wakes up surrounded by tentacles, and then her secret genitalia is suddenly exposed, leaving her feeling vulnerable. Her roommate was succumbed to the lust gas right away, but Rayna has a much stronger resolve than the other girl.

So of course when a handsome man like Commander Kai suddenly busts into the room naked as the day he was born, sweaty with his own protruding c**k, she can’t help but to panic. Is this actually happening? Her suspicion is quickly proven right when he aligns himself with her, before slowly pressing the head of his c**k against her own tip, as if actually trying to penetrate her from there. It’s not possible, her brain supplies, but for however reason, the tentacles realize what Commander Kai is trying to do, then supplies some help by injecting some other foreign liquid straight to her d**k, causing the skin there to stretch and loosen by the urethra. Commander Kai angles himself better, and suddenly her c**k’s urethra is giving out under the hard pressure, slowly parting open and giving him in.

Private Rayna wails at the insertion. Having a c**k is already strange enough, but to top it all off, she is now being penetrated through it. She can’t believe that her first time will be something so scandalous like this! But no matter how hard she tries to concentrated, she really can’t deny the immense pleasure that is slowly riding through her body, making her pulse pumps quick at the back of her ears, her insides clenching hard, her c**k giving out, still so hard yet so responsive, urethra hole getting stretched out and f****d like a p***y. s**t s**t s**t s**t! Rayna is whimpering, delirius, feeling such a strange out of body experience, but his c**k keeps her grounded, every tug inside her urethra hole causing this overconfident Commander Kai to wear that s**t-eating grin, looking so smug from finally claiming her body.

He thrusts in and out slightly, trying to stretch her out, little by little pushing through until— With one sudden swoop, he’s suddenly deep inside her, penetrated through the hilt. His c**k alone is already big, but with him inside hers, her male organ now swells up twice in size.

This is so surreal. Rayna can’t believe that she is doing such a wanton thing with her Commander, but her face is starting to flush and her mind growing hazy, slowly succumbing to her own lust, f****d so tight and hard until pre-c*m starts to whell up, from within hers and his. The adding lubrication helps ease him moving inside, going in and out like a ball in a pinball machine, hips snapping fast as sweat drips down his now concentrated face, hands grappling at her waist, keeping her angled up against his welcoming d**k.

For a while, they can hear nothing else other than the wet sound of skin slapping against skin, their breathing ragged and excessive, tight path of her c**k’s urethra wrapping around him like a p***y. Just when she thinks he is done with her, he abruptly pulls out without warning, before thrusting himself back up into her through a different hole. This time he’s f*****g her by the cunt, the slit just spanning barely an inch, hidden right under her throbbing c**k. Rayna screams out at the sudden thrust, so turned on yet striked with a tinge of something acutely to pain, but even that is quickly forgotten, quickly mingled with the tremendous pleasure.

He alternates in between holes, teasing her as he see fits, until she swears she can’t handle it anymore. And when he’s done, he unloads himself into her c**k hole, triggering her own climax at the rapid fulfilment, before he eventually pulls out with an audible ‘pop’, c*m spraying out from both sides in a rapid steady of faucet, making a pool of mess underneath her parted legs.

“That was fun,” he rasped. “Let’s do it again.”

At the second round, he decides to mount her from behind, the tentacles loosening up just enough to allow them to get into a comfortable position, sucking away the moisture off their bodies.

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These two newly formed couple are not the only ones who joins up in the most unconventional way tonight.

The new hybrids are quickly maturing up and starting to couple up with any willing victims they can find, bound and gagged by the tentacles. These hybrids’ bodies are still small enough that they wan easily crawl all the way inside a v****a and just starts spraying their seeds anywhere inside the womb, triggering rapid mutations at the owners’ body. The s*x slaves’ body are so susceptible to change right now that they can easily absorbed these genetic materials, triggering an irreversible metaphysical changes in their body, altering their base genetic makeup until they go beyond recognizable. Yet still they’re so preoccupied with getting f****d that they just start wiggling out of the binds and begin f*****g with one another, forming an endless circle of orgy right by the dock, the biggest room in the ship. The tentacles seem to be satisfied enough to let them miggle, before sucking off all the residual moisture they produce from their genitals.

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The organic ship has finally managed to gather enough ‘fuel’ to repair the ship and takes off, this time heading back to Earth, to spread its lucious ways all the way through its entire planet. This blue planet can fight, but they can’t deny the pull of lust. Soon enough, this organic ship will have its entire planet as its domain, spreading its fleshy tentacles and stomach walls all the way through the planet’s structure as well.

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News Report: X City has been taken over. An unidentified vessel has landed on the Moon’s Maindock, taking over the entire port in a flash of a second, spreading strange euphoric gas and pink, fleshy fungus, converting other vessels and nearby constructions into living organism. We suspect that it might be part of its internal body as well.

—Danger, reporter, don’t get too close—

The tentacles are spreading fast. I think it’s going to attack…. No, run! *buzz* It got me *buzz* Ah! Uuuh, wuh, hhmmm, aahhh! *buzz* Yes, yes, deeper, ugh, um, aaaahhhhh!! *****buzz*****

(The camera falls off, giving the audience just enough angle to see a horde of tentacle monster swallows her up, limb at the size of a wood log got logged into her v****a, and she’s too wet to deny its drastic penetration.

The world is at a panic.)

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Fight. f****d. Repeat. That’s the only way to fight it off!

It has been a month since the arrival of the strange invader on the land of Earth. At least twenty-five cities have been taken over by its infectious fungus, and the only way to defend humanity’s last defence is by fighting it off we everything the military got. Sign up now, and f**k for your planet!

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Like in the movie Edge of Tomorrow, they manage to figure out that one can actually reset a day if they get f****d by a giant tentacle, then have that said tentacle cut off and reside within their womb. They must withstand the kickback and tighten their hole, so that the tentacle won’t slip out as they still rapidly move about inside the womb, still trying to play with soft tissues, looking like a 9-month pregnancy, it’s succulents reaching deep within the undiscovered sensitivity of a human uterus. They still don’t know how this will help, but at this point, they are willing to try anything, even getting f****d silly by a piece of limb!

Soldier X205 is currently fighting her rapidly building up release, trying not to ejaculate as it will push the tentacle limb right out of her cunt in a splat!

They can’t give up yet. There’s still hope!

—Oh no, the human-nagas are approaching!—

*buzz out*