Aaron crouched low behind the tree, cock in hand, stroking himself while the girl laughed with her friends. Every sound she made, every flick of her hair, every bounce of her tits made his cock throb harder. His breath came in ragged grunts, the Lustrix in his skull whispering filth:
«Rip her. Break her. Cum inside until she lose consciousness.»
His hand pumped faster. He pictured her crying on her back, begging, choking on his cock as he shoved it down her throat. The thought alone nearly made him groan out loud. He bit his lip hard, teeth cutting skin, but it wasn't enough to hold back.
When he came, it was brutal. His cock exploded in his fist, cum blasting against the tree in thick ropes that painted the bark white. It poured out of him like a fucking hose, heavy globs running down the wood, dripping into the dirt, soaking the leaves. He clenched his teeth but still let out a guttural, animal grunt as the load just wouldn't stop. More and more shot out, sticky and hot, covering the ground like someone had dumped a bucket of it.
When it was done, his cock was still twitching, dripping cum from the tip, jeans soaked, his hand slick and sticky. He leaned against the tree, trying to steady himself—then froze.
The voices around the fire had gone silent.
"What the fuck was that?" one of the guys muttered.
Flashlights swung closer. Aaron panicked, yanking his hand out of his jeans, stumbling back. The cum was everywhere, shining wet in the firelight. The campers moved closer, frowning, confused, until the girl gasped.
"…oh my god… is that… cum?"
Aaron bolted. Branches snapped against his face as he tore through the trees, heart hammering, cock still half-hard and leaking. He didn't stop until the voices were gone, until only the pounding in his ears and the ache in his cock were left.
Then he heard it.
Heavy panting. Not his.
He slowed, crept closer, and then saw her.
The alien was slumped against a tree, armour cracked and scorched, green blood streaking her pale blue skin. She was huge, strong-looking even while wounded. A hunter—one of Vilgax's. She had clearly been beaten down, but not killed.
Her chest piece was shattered open, and through the wreckage one massive tit had spilled free. It was obscene, swollen, perfect. A fat blue nipple, dark areola stretched wide and glistening with sweat. The heavy mound rose and fell as she gasped for breath, completely unaware she was exposed.
Aaron's cock twitched violently, leaking more pre-cum down his thigh. His mouth went dry. All he could see was that tit, bouncing with every ragged breath, begging to be used.
The Lustrix hissed in his skull.
Breed her. Fill her. Split her open with your cock.
Aaron groaned, clutching his head. "No… no… fuck—"
Then pain ripped through him.
He screamed as his body twisted. His spine cracked, arms shaking as black lines burned across his skin. Bones stretched, muscles tore and reformed, his skin splitting as claws pushed through. His cock burned worst of all—swelling, thickening, twisting into something monstrous. It grew ridges, veins bulging like ropes, the tip flaring wide as clear fluid dripped down in strings. It was bigger than anything human, built to destroy whatever hole it went into, built to hurt and make scream.
Aaron collapsed to his knees, drooling, chest heaving. His body was a monster's now, the Lustrix's creature.
He looked down at himself, at the throbbing alien cock jutting out in front of him, dripping like it was starving for a cunt. His hand shook when he touched it, heat surging up his arm just from the contact. It pulsed hard, veins like fire, already aching to be buried in something.
And then his eyes locked back onto her.
The alien woman's tit spilled out of her broken armour, her nipple hard despite the blood and dirt on her body. She groaned in pain, shifting slightly, still not aware he was there.
Aaron's cock jerked, shooting a spurt of pre-cum to the ground.
The Lustrix purred, heavy and wet in his head.
«She is weak. She cannot fight. She is prey. Take her. Breed her until she breaks.»
Aaron's mouth twisted into a grin, sweat dripping down his face. His monstrous cock pulsed again, dripping strings of fluid into the dirt.
The hunger was unbearable now.
And she was right there.