They huddled together for warmth. The threadbare and thoroughly used bnkets provide little comfort to the cold corrugated metal of their shipping container prison. The smell of the waste buckets in the far corner thankfully did not smell too bad due to the cold of the night. though the smell of their unwashed bodies made up for it instead.
Some of them came from Japan hoping for a green card marriage only to be locked in the container, some fleeing from the Yangban that controlled China with a cape reinforced glove. Others came from farther south, it did not matter now. They were all on the same boat now guarded by the same neon pink and blue wearing gangsters.
The Tiger Cws they were called, immigrants from the now 3rd world nation of Japan and have resorted to crime to make their shitty lives slightly less so by shovelling it onto others. They managed to survive Lung's hostile takeover of the Asian gangs by feigning subservience to the Dragon of Kyushu. Though the mix genders and ages in the shipping container did not know this they only noticed the Gangsters spoke more English than anything else and that the st guard to bring food by had worn red and green colors instead of their usual. It was a sign for the adults and children that something had changed, whether it was good or bad they had no idea. As they huddled together shivering and wishing for better days their prison shoot and the groaning of stressed metal met their ears eliciting yelps and gasps. Some of the adults looked around and stilled, others saw this and tried to see what made their fellow prisoners stop and they too stilled.
The once open view to the other half of the shipping container was blocked by a massive bck form. The little light provided by mps outside barely hinted at the curled up creature. rge spines barely avoiding the ceiling, a long skeletal looking tail coiled around like a cat's and half the figure taken up by a rge head crest straight from the cretaceous period.
Time stopped for a heart beat before the massive head crest lifted revealing a smooth bck dome that bleed into a lower face unexpectedly on a creature that should have stayed on the silver screen. Her lips, for there was no doubt, a delicate curve of soft rose, hinted at a gentle smile that knew no frown. Below, a defined jawline sculpted with grace, emphasized strength tempered by elegance fitting only a Queen, though confusion marred it.
The adults were awed at the sight until their lizard brains finally caught up and fear took hold once more. The children started to panic and whimpered to crying at the sight. Some of the group with less will than the others also gave up and started to hyperventite. The full lips that were once curved up slightly frowned at the dispy. She finally sat up causing the shipping container to groan and her headcrest to dent the corrugated steel of the ceiling. She went to speak only to halt as the situation finally caught up to her as well as the additional swaying caused by the abrupt movement.
She tilted her head down to see what the added weight was, the tearing of metal and the increased panic put out of her mind, and spotted a massive pair of dark grey perky globes each capped with their own, charcoal grey, nipple. 2 pairs of arms reached for the massive mammaries, two the size of a normal human's ending in well manicured nails while the others were twice the size and ended in dagger long talons. The more dangerous of the two stopped their upwards movement while the more delicate ones went to cup the Breasts but faced the dilemma of not being rge enough to encompass the tit flesh.
The seuxal act went unnotices by the human occupants as the sounds of shouting from outside became louder, evidently having been alerted to the monster's abuse of the metal.
The monster finally noticed the approaching guards and with cat-like grace and snake-like silence it stretched out, the movement causing her prodigious bosom to bounce and for a very un-feminine member to sway out from betwixt her absolutely shapely thighs.
Her plush lips parted. "Well, when in Rome." She spoke with a sardonic smirk. She used the dagger like talons to impale the corrugated metal like a can opener and with strength, that would make a hydraulic rescue tool blush, tore open a ragged hole in the side of the container exposing her body to the open night for the first time.
Doing so caused the Tiger cws to realize who caused the noise to begin with and with the yells of "Cape" began to open fire on her rge form. Some of the shots ricocheted off of her hard carapace but a few lucky rounds managed to penetrate her softer tit flesh. Neon green blood spurted out and she recoiled from the gun fire with a yelp clutching her injured boob. The bright green blood started to corrode through the deck where it touched. She hissed at the visibly closing wounds. "You fuckers shot my boob!" she yelled out to the encircling half dozen gangsters. She burst from the container and rushed the gangsters. Seeing the endbringer sized monster unching itself from the container caused the once cocksure criminals to reconsider their folly at attempting to shoot at a cape that treated a sheet of corrugated metal as a sheet of fabric. They started to flee.
The talking endbringer's first victim saw her stampeding straight for him and attempted to back peddle only to trip on his feet. He attempted to shoot at her form and somehow managed to miss almost every single one, the few that actually hit were deflected off of her smooth form. his gun clicked empty before she upon him using her rge arms to relinquish his right to bear arms followed by removing his first amendment right as well. Another man was near enough to the first that he soon became the second victim and lost his head by way of her long sharp tail bde.
She took her freely gained limbs and threw them at her third victim causing him to fall over. she pounced on him and gave his heart a deep tissue massage.
Her next fleeing target was a rarity for sex traffickers in her old world, a woman.
Yuri Myoshi managed to flee the cargo area due to the brave sacrifice from her fellows. She briefly regretted leaving Danny behind, the long weeks from Japan to the US made all the better from his fine ass. The Tiger Cw hid behind a wall hoping to catch her breath. She fumbled for her radio with shaky hands, the adrenaline ran roughshod through her, her gun forgotten in her desperate scramble from the cargo hold.
When she left for Japan two months ago she had expected a big pay day and all the young cock from one of the ABB's farms, not... this. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, but no, Yuri Myoshi was a grown woman, even in the presence of a 4th Endbringer, she had to stay strong. After all, she knew you couldn't run from an endbringer as an unpowered mook. She knew she shouldn't have left the control bridge, She was the only person who could call for non-government back up and at this point she was half a thought to give the order, fuck loyalty. She brought the radio to her face and clicked it on. "Thi-" she couldn't finish her sentence before the radio was no longer in her hands. Just gone. " Wh-what? where?!" she panicked and started looking around her, hoping that it wasn't just GONE.
"Looking for this?" she froze. a husky feminine voice called from above her. A completely unfamiliar voice and distinctly Not Asian, not even the faked accent some of the native Brockinites would imitate. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping God, Alh, Vishnu, or any one listening that this was all one fucked-up nightmare. Then she felt a smooth hand stroke her chin. "What's wrong? pying hide and seek, are you having fun?" She refused to respond. The voice moved around her but the only sounds she heard was from the waves crashing against the hull. "Why don't we py a different game? Let's say... House?" the voice punctuated her st word by groping Yuri's b-cup breast, her voice hitched. "Oh god." she whispered out, her tears starting to fall.
"God's dead, he abandoned this world a loong time ago. But don't worry I'll make sure you find a new one to pray to." Yuri opened her eyes in confusion, "What?". She was face to face? with the presumed 4th endbringer, its lips curling up at the ends. The monster's rge hands pinned Yuri's arms to her sides with a steel grip. "What, did you think I was just going to kill you? or rape you than kill you? No, I love karmic justice and you look like the perfect candidate to be my first victim." Yuri's eyes widened before everything returned to normal.
Yuri's breasts began to expand going from B's to a perky DD, her muscled hips became shapely. Her ass growing rge enough to bounce checks off of. One moment Yuri Myoshi was a fit sunkissed asian in shape from her months a part of the gang, the next moment her body became sinfully curvy, plush in all the right pces. Her clothes once were fitting for a sailor turned skimpy. The orange coveralls cinched at the waist, the zipper permanently pulled almost all the way down. Her red and green ABB styled undershirt became a crop top exposing almost too much underboob while exposing a wide valley of cleavage. When the [Bimbofication] finished her crop top started to gain two wet spots that only grew as milk started to leak out of her engorged nipples due to her now [asset's expansion]. "Just wonderful. Who's a perfect little cow?" Before Yuri could respond however, The monster pnted her grey lips onto her own forcing her mouth open in effort to tangle with her tongue.
She felt the smaller hands extract her improved assets from her clothes and started to massage them causing her milk to spray out with each tender pull on her tits. The monster stopped kissing her only to tch onto a nipple and start sucking the milk from it. The free hand trailed down her front, over her soft stomach before going lower. it slipped under her now cey underwear and started to roll her clit. She moaned as the Endbringer's tongue rolled her nipple in sequence with it, her other nipple being tugged. A finger slipped into her snatch and curled up massaging the roof of her tunnel. God was she getting wet.
Suddenly even her skimpy outfit was gone as one of the rge hands grabbed her leg and spread her wide before she was bodily lifted. Yuri looked to see what was going on and saw a massive raging erect cock, no, a hen for it was feminine, pointed towards her cunt. Her moan caught in her throat as the monster pressed the head of the inhumanely rge penis against her engorged petals rubbing it up and down.
The female monster stopped sucking her breast before pushing Yuri's head towards her own, a trail of white milk streaming down contrasted with the grey of the Endbringer's tit flesh. "Suck it." she commanded and Yuri obeyed, tching onto the milk leaking charcoal grey nipple. As soon as she did the monster pushed the arm sized Phallus past her entrance. The pain and pleasure swam in her mind and her jaw clenched around the nipple causing her to almost choke on the milk before quickly swallowing it.
The head pushed agonizingly slowly deeper into her, stretching her tunnel inch by inch before finally hitting her second wall. She breathed out her nose thinking it was all in, but she was soon proved wrong as the Monster pulled back her hips lightly, her tunnel feeling like it was being pulled out with how much it was stretched around the shaft. Yuri felt faint as the rge cock reversed course and battered at her second wall.
Like a steam locomotive the Xenomorph queen started to piston in and out of Yuri's stretched cunt slowly, building up steam. Each thrust faster and faster battering at her cervix like an impatient Jehovah's witness. The pressure built up before she started to orgams all over the bitch breaker, that was still ramming away, until her cervix gave into the abuse and opened. Yuri felt the fat sausage barrel through her uterus uncaring and hitting the opposing wall stretching it.
She broke her suckling and saw the imprint of the Endbringer's cock stretch her stomach out before all 16 inches of alien meat was finally immersed in her insides and stopping. The xenomorph panted in arousal "Call me Xena, or mistress either way you're mine" The endbringer-esque being spoke to Yuri with a smile on her lips. "Y-yes, mommy" Yuri squeaked out. Xena's lips parted in surprise before turning smug.
She spun Yuri around and started pistoning again without warning causing Yuri to finally squirt all over Xena's p. Her thrusts went far quicker far faster than previously. Faster and faster the smaller arms groping Yuri's milk den breasts milking them almost painfully as her rger ones firmly gripped her hips as if she were a masterbator. the smack of her shapely rear onto Xen's p occurring faster and faster.
Full length strokes got shorter and shorter before finally with an air shaking roar Xena exploded into Yuri's well abused hole. Cup after cup, spurt after spurt of baby batter stuffed Yuri's uterus like a water balloon. Her stomach infted with each pump of Xena's cock, the sound muted over the growing siren.
With one more thrust Xena was done turning Yuri into a three month pregnant looking woman. If Yuri wasn't so blissed out from the inhuman sex she just had, she might have noticed that the 3 week old gunshot wound on her bicep was gone, completely healed.
