With one powerful thrust of her hips, Xena got the exclusive and unique experience of knowing what it feels like to "Go fuck yourself".

  Xera's, and by extension her own, vagina was like being wrapped in a tailor fit Onahole. Each rib and nub of Xera's firmly grasping tunnel combined in a massage chair like experience centered wholly around her cock.

  The clone's body shivered at having her vaginal virginity being taken. She felt her muscles quiver around her original's penis as her own swayed back and forth. Pre-cum dripping and painting the floor beneath them.

  For the First time since being in Brockton Bay, Xena's monster of a cock was not causing her partner's belly to be stretched out due to its size.

  She was fully hilted in Xera's wet hole, and her cervix and womb cupped her cock's head in their warm cumfy embrace. A true negative mold of her erect penis and Xena had to bask in its perfection for a bit, letting her clone's muscles flex and rex around the invader.

  She moaned as she fondled Xera's ass.

  "Man, I know it is a porn cliche, but... Your pussy feels so good around my cock."

  Xera chuckled as she gave a groan, swaying her ass against Xena's hips. "You're such a narcissistic bitch, you know that? But what do I know, I'm just you and your cock feels amazing inside of me."

  Rachelle let out a belly ugh at the bypy as a drone came in to collect the tuckered-out Yuri.

  Xena stuck out her tongue at the peanut gallery before spping her clone's ass. She pulled her cock out until only the head was left inside and thrusted her hips with enough force to squash a watermelon.

  The impact was a loud wet sp but was followed by Xera's and Xena's Louder synchronized moans.

  The Steam engine that was their coupling began to cycle.

  Xena started off slow, each thrust caused a cp with the cry of pleasure from both of them. With each pull Xena's mushroom shaped head raked enough of Xera's emissions to fill a teacup as it spshed and rolled down the original's legs.

  The amount of force Xena exerted on each thrust caused her to dig her talons and stiletto-like heels into the floor, each pull caused Xera's to do likewise.

  Xena's smaller arms were busy holding Xera's long tail against her chest while her rger ones were using the rge Onyx ass as handholds. The rge hands were having difficulty holding on as with each impact caused Xera’s ass to ripple.

  Despite the extra traction from their collective cws and heels, they were slowly moving closer and closer towards the wall with every breach of Xera's womb. Each impact caused both xenomorph's breasts to bounce and jiggle while the clone's free cock bobbed and leaked with fury.

  Halfway to the wall, Xena colpsed on top of Xera as she too pitched forward onto the floor. Shakes racked the two as they synchronized their orgasms.

  A pool of white was shot from Xera's throbbing cock, coating the underside of her breasts and her stomach as it bloated from her progenitor's own cum.

  Their combined yells of release caused the two human voyeurs to cover their ears from the volume.

  Xena bent over her progeny, stretching her arms around the long dorsal spines to reach the voluminous and squished mammaries. Getting two rge handfuls of tit-flesh, she activated her [Asset Expansion] and magnified the already beach ball sized breast.

  Xera's face went from resting on the floor to being several feet off of it due to how rge her bosom became. In but a moment milk started to pool around them in far greater amounts than the seedbeds or even Xena herself.

  Now with the added height Xena began to pound into Xera's tight quim with rapid force, an audible sloshing sound emanating from both her cum filled womb and her now milk spilling breasts.

  Xena stayed bent over her clone as she grabbed hold of the freely bobbing cock and stroked it with both hands.

  She rutted down into Xera's juicy hole as she treated her clone's underboobs as a canvas for cum.

  "Mmmpf. Enjoy this feeling Xera. After I am done with you, you won't be using this rge clitty for cumming unless I get killed."

  Xena grunted as she dumped another hot load of sticky cum into Xera's fertile womb. "Heh. Even then. I might choose one of the other clones, if I can."

  Xera managed to free her nipples from being rubbed against the floor and took them into her own hands to fondle. She bit her lip as a keening moan escaped from her throat.

  "Yeeees ma'am. I'll be your good little cockslut. Thank you for giving me this chance to cUuum from my rge clitty!"

  She came onto her breasts, the floor and her growing stomach. Xena still stroking and still fucking her gushing vagina as her semen painted her torso white.

  Xena shoved one of her smaller hand's thumbs into Xera's winking starfish covered in enough cum and vaginal juices to make the process well lubricated. The Xenomorph with ginormous tiddies gasped at the feeling of her back hole being penetrated.

  "Haha! Xera. you're gunna be my egg bitch. You'll morph your big clitty into ovipositor and start pumping them out in the dozens every. Fucking. Hour."

  Xena hooked her thumb and began stretching out the charcoal sphincter. Xera ducked her head, accidently banging her head crest on the wall, shaking it as she moaned into her tit flesh. Still, she pulled and pinched her milk gushing nipples.

  The pools of milk and cum began mixing together as Xera tried to reply as she came in sync with Xena again.

  "I-I'll be your GOOOOD little chicken, Misssstress! You-you'll get so many eggs from my uselessly rge clitty!"

  "Damn right! You will."

  Xena punctuated her remark with a mighty sp across Xera's ass, causing it to jiggle from the impact. She felt it while inside of her clone's quivering vagina and triggered another powerful ejacution from both women.

  They continued their rutting till the sun finally reached its Zenith. Not stopping for when Trish and Rachelle finally got tired. Not stopping for when drones came by to help walk the two away so they could sleep without hearing the two cats fucking, two drones helping each woman support their disproportionately rge breasts. They continued fucking long after the rest of the humans in the hive went to sleep, they had no powers nor Xena's sex to help them stay awake.

  Their rge back spines and Xera's alterations made their positions limited.

  Xera Had Xena's huge cock shove down her throat, saliva and cum running down her chin. Her pharyngeal jaw stroking the length from inside her mouth as she used her hands to finger fuck her well used holes and Xena's unused ones.

  Xena Held onto Xera's head crest as she fucked her face until she dumped another fat load into the waiting gullet of her clone.

  "That's it. Take it all. and once you're done cleaning me up you will turn your clitty into my new egg producer."

  Xera complied with a chest vibrating hum that sent a shiver through Xena's cock and up her spine. The rapid shlicking being done to her pussy caused that shiver to turn into a muscle spasm as yet another load of baby batter was delivered into Xera's hungry bottomless pit of a stomach.

  "Fuuuuuuuuck!" A stream of her cream was squeezed out of her as she metaphorically went cross-eyed. Her own mouth and pharyngeal jaw agape in a cssic ahegao.

  As Xena shook and shivered, Xera's cock started to stretch and enrge, going from a charcoal grey to a sickly yellow. Soon it became as wide as a culvert and began elongating out into a gross facsimile of a massive slug.

  While it might have been rge and encompassed much of Xera's pelvis, it still left her feminine hole open to be used by either a creative human or another queen such as Xena.

  Xena had made sure to leave no spot untouched with a liberal coating of her and her clone's spunk, milk, and cream. Not even the new television that was set up on the wall was spared. The fact of which was a huge disappointment to the barely awakened trio of Trish, Rachelle, and the ever-stoic Rebecca, as they made their way into the breeding den. Entourage of Boob-holding drones noticed and ignored.

  Each of their steps let out a wet sp as their bare feet impacted the inch thick coating of white slime. It was apparent when they finally spotted Xera's Ovipositor in all its off yellow glory.

  Rachelle looked horrified, Trish looked disgusted, and Rebecca was nonplussed.

  Xena sprouted a grin on her face. She pulled her cock out of Xera's warm and wet maw to walk over next to the rge and veiny beast before giving it a good, but restrained, sp.

  "This bad boy can produce 15 eggs an hour, with those we will be upping the drone creation and tapping into an untouched market."

  Her head pointed towards the two ex-Merchants.

  "Your old pals will have already begun morphing into the first ovomorphs but relying on that process to make more eggs is both efficient and time intensive."

  She spped Xera's bubbly ass, much harder than her ovipositor, eliciting a whorish moan from the glorified hen.

  "And Xera here is the perfect little slut to use for really producing some crazy numbers. Ain't that right you whore?"

  Another ass sp punctuated her question, and another affirming moan sounded out.

  The two boobalicious women still looked perturbed about the pulsating flesh-toob, especially when the end of it started to ooze a clear slimy fluid.

  Trish's chagrin was evident in her voice as she spoke of her worry.

  "Mistress, why do we even need so many eggs? Don't we make enough of your babies already; and what do you mean by 'untouched market'?"

  Xena hooked a thumb in her facsimile’s mouth as she used her other big hand to shove two fingers into her sopping wet cunt.

  "Good question, my dear ginger. While all of my women make plenty of drones using our current method of impregnation, I can't and won't use the same for males- that's the untapped market I mentioned. No, to get drones and the like from males- and animals I'll be honest- will require the eggs. As for the 'why do we need so many eggs'?

  "That's because unless a gangster or w enforcement officer is a cape or armed with high powered weaponry; one of my drones would equal a squad of them. And even then, my kind's blood is high caustic, able to melt through vault doors and armored hulls, add that to the fact that it is pressurized in our bodies makes any close engagement a very fatal affair for those who think themselves smart."

  She turned her head towards the women, her fingers still in her clone's holes, a malicious grin pstered on her mien.

  "Imagine what would happen if a cape like Hookwolf managed to draw blood from one of them."

  The look of dawning horror spread across the two human cows. Eyes and mouth wide open with the imagery. The tension grew until Xera squirted and an excited Asian came running from around the corner.

  "LOOK LOOK! Xena, they're talking about yo-"

  Said Asian took the corner too fast and slipped on the cooling white slime and face pnted into it with a loud spt. Her phone was sent flying and almost falling into the white muck before one of Rebecca's mechanical tentacles deftly caught it before it made a spsh.

  She brought it closer to her face to read the screen as Yuri tried to pull herself out of the sticky mass and not drown in it. The gremlin read the screen before looking at Xena, her monotone voice making her summary sound like an AI helper.

  "It appears that your appearances have begun to gain attraction on the web forum: Parahumans Online, or PHO as some of these users are calling it."

  Yuri finally managed to free her head with a mighty gasp for air. Rebecca looked at her with a questioning brow.

  "Why is your username The BBQrex?"

  Yuri panted for breath, holding up a hand as a sign to wait, before finally replying when she calmed her breathing down.

  "BBQ, short for Big Bck Queen, and it isn't my username. I made it for Xena. Every cape should have a PHO account. Helps with PR. And seeing as you don't have a civilian identity anymore, might as well go the New Wave route."

  The standing Xenomorph queen in the room stopped her ministrations and tilted her head at the idea.

  "Y'know, that isn't a bad idea, nor is the username either. I love the pun too.

  Well, Rebecca, hand me the phone. I wanna see what the peasants are saying about me."

  She flicked her hands in an effort to rid them of Xera's bodily fluids before making a grabby motion towards the short stack.