V O N: The Devourer from the Stars

by Tracy Gilmore

  His grip on my body was a tight hold. I had to take all he had before he released me. I felt the weight of his body leave me, the cool air tickling the amount of sweat that was made between us. The sheets under me were soaked and closing my legs felt impossible.

  “You will make a nice mating creature.” He hissed.

  I woke up gasping. I rubbed my shoulders pulling on my shirt to check for scars, feeling my stomach, examining the sheets and rubbing my legs, panting hard. My stomach did hurt but I was in one piece. Max soon entered my chamber.

  “Are you alright Miss? My sensors indicated your high heart rate and elevated brain activity.”

  “Yes,” I breathed out relaxed it was just a dream. “I had a bad dream. I’m fine.” I laid back on the bed palming my forehead. Damn nightmares are gonna kill me. I mumbled.

  “I will examine you to be sure.” Max said.

  When his marble gaze came to meet mine again I was aware of what he discovered. It began as a flutter. I wasn’t sure at first, thinking I was still jittery form the dream or needed to use the bathroom, but this was a different kind of flutter. The sensation soon doubled, then tripled in intensity. I studied my stomach and could see movement.

  “What the hell was that?” I screamed at Max afraid to touch myself.

  “You are…pregnant Miss.”

  “Fucking hell!” I screeched louder, moving back on the bed as my stomach grew. I witnessed nine months pass in a matter of seconds. My palms were on both sides watching the sudden development of one or two beings. My belly grew so wide I couldn’t have my legs closed. Placing my feet flatly I begged for help. I didn’t want to be a vessel for whatever creatures Von was. This is not how I imagined my first or any pregnancy being.

  “Max, get them out!” I cried.

  Max couldn’t get in place fast enough before the first one was making it’s way out of me. My vaginal walls were burning. I could feel tiny nails digging into my flesh and the tug of it against the others inside. One was attempting to crawl out. It caused me to yell and when the tiny hand touched my thigh, pulling itself up towards me, sharp teeth exposed covered in blood with eyes like Von’s, I shrieked even more.

  “VON!” I bellowed. Ripping at my clothes, the sheets and ended up hitting the floor rather hard still rubbing myself of the offspring.

  “Light, bright light!” I panted checking over my body. I was still me. There was no blood, no beings, nothing. My back and hips hurt like hell, other than that I was alone in my room. Fingering my hair I fell back on the floor laughing at myself for being so scared. When I stood up, I cried out again. My heart was in my throat when I saw Von standing at the glass.

  “Jesus Christ! KNOCK WILL YA!” I roared palming my chest, to relax my breathing while staring at the floor.

  “I…I came to see if you were okay. You seemed to be…distressed. You cried out my name.”

  I had to have a minute to stop the pounding of my heart. My chest was hurting. This nightmare was worse than the little girl. I could sense the eyes of my newfound consumer waiting for me to collapse so he could have his meal now. I wasn’t going down that easily. When I was able to stand and let out a few well taken breaths, I looked to him again and was caught off guard.

  My mouth was open, I could feel the air escaping, but I couldn’t find the words to speak to him. Von was half naked standing next to the glass. Sweet heavens. He had the curves of a chiseled athlete. His hair was wet and messy but a few strands dangled over his eyes which were wide alert. The veins in his arms stood up like they were on the outside of his skin. His muscles were flexed, hands balled tightly like he was ready to fight.

  His chest was covered with hair, slightly damp. Tightened abs rolled as he let out slow breaths. My gaze fell to his briefs, concealing the monster from earlier to his thick, muscular heavy weight lifting legs that didn’t show an ounce of fat. Good God he is gorgeous.

  Why would he want to parade around as a horrid snake-creature? Looking like a real man he could take me home and eat me and I wouldn’t realize it until I felt the pain. Even then, who wouldn’t want to be eaten by a handsome hunk? But I’m still just a meal.

  I huffed at him. “You just came to see if your meal was still alive you mean?”

  He ran his hand across his head. “That is not—”

  “Don’t worry about me.” I snarled at him. “I’m still here.”

  “Captain, is there something wrong? I came as soon as…”

  “There is nothing wrong. The human was having a nightmare.” He said dismissively. He walked off and Max kept watching until he was gone then he looked to me.

  “Are you alright Miss?”

  “Yes Max, I’m fine. Your ‘Master’ just gets on my nerves.”

  “I see. I will bring you some refreshments and make you a meal since you are up.”

  “Thank you Max.”

  I sat on the bed, exhaling a breath to be sure I was fully awake this time. I thought back to Von watching me. He was tensed up. His tone towards me was softer, seemed to be sincere. Could he really be concerned about me?

  VON

  I rested my eyes removing all thoughts of the female. Thinking only of my celebration. But my thoughts betrayed me, my visions were of the female, Mireya and the sexual adventures we would have. Standing before her cell I could see her body on the bed teasing me, one leg lifted higher than the other beckoning to me to enter. I walked through the wall, a beast determined.

  I made her aware of the fact she had teased me more than often enough and she would pay for it. The heat from her sex caused such a desire in me, the scent of it made me change into my natural form. It was husky, deep and sweet smelling. Penetrating her in the method of her visions, the first sensation of entering her body was thrilling. It was so tight, hot and wet, I wanted to go further but more of me inside and she would die. I needed to let her know.

  She begged and pleaded with me. Cries of passion to my ears. The gentle thrusts I placed upon her were nothing compared to what I really wanted to perform on her.

  But when she screamed for me to really fuck her, I was more than happy to reciprocate. When I reached my climax and ejected all of me within her, I woke to find myself choking.

  “What in the….light,” I coughed. My face, hands and chest were covered in a slimy glob. I glanced down and my erection was still oozing out the remnants of my fantasy. It was burning my nose and my eyes. Removing the shirt, I got up to clean myself. Taking the cloth from the wall and running it under the purifier. One scan and the cloth was warmed and dampened.

  I wiped my face and rubbed the cloth along my chest. I smacked my lips having tasted the bitterness and shook my head of the terrible thought of what happened.

  I ran the cloth under again to finish removing the spillage. In the midst of my cleaning, my head throbbed as if I was hit from behind. The sound of my name echoed in my brain. It was a scream from Mireya. I quickly headed to her cell. Upon reaching the scene, she was no doubt angry with me. Referring to herself as a meal. A moment of concentration revealed she was having the same dream about me, which resulted in her being on the floor.

  I left the area, hearing her talk with the robot and having a thought about me being concerned about her.

  I am not. At least, its what I will keep telling myself.

  MIREYA

  Now I know how a gerbil feels. Sitting in my polished bowl I am fed regularly and as much as I despise my situation the company is better than most. Max does his part to keep me entertained. The commanding orders from the Captain keep him busy so I am mostly alone. Pressing my face against the glass I see some crates and a dim light flashing. If I strain my eyes more to see down the long corridor I can make out more crates and something green. I moved to be able to see it more but it was gone.

  Letting out a sigh I turn and glance at my prison. A bed and three bleak walls. What I wouldn’t give for a book, but then again I am living my own fantasy. The cold steel floor provides no cushion for my rump th
ick as it is. I stare up at the glowing light letting out another sigh as my head his the glass.

  That nightmare did a number on me. I am having a hard time getting rid of the pain in my back and hips. I get up going to the bed to stretch and give my butt a break.

  “Are you ready for your nutrients Miss Mireya?”

  I sigh. “Yeah, why not.”

  “Are you feeling well Miss Mireya?” he asks me as he enters the room.

  “My back hurts from falling out the bed and I’m just a little depressed.”

  His head leans to the side curiously. “Why so?”

  I wave my arms around my room. “Does this not look resemble a depressing place? I’m stuck in her with very little activity, I’m alone and I haven’t had a decent shower in days.”

  “I see.” He placed my food on the bed after removing it from the cube.

  “Miss, I have made some modifications to one of the areas on the ship. It may not be as you remember but it should be sufficient to your needs.”

  “What are you saying Max?”

  “If Miss will allow me to demonstrate.”

  I hesitated to agree with him. “I’m not sure Max. I don’t think I could take any surprises right now.”

  “Am I not your friend?”

  “Yes, you are my friend.”

  “Then trust me. I would never intentionally hurt you.”

  I gnawed on my lip. Max was willing to help me. “Okay. I trust you.”

  “Stand here and place your arms around me.”

  I did as instructed.

  “Close your eyes.”

  I closed my eyes tightly and held my breath expecting to be outside of my cell.

  “You can open them now Miss.”

  “When I looked around I was completely surprised. It was my room. Well a mock version of my room. There was my soft bed, a table and more importantly a bathroom and my library.

  “Oh Max! This is wonderful. Thank you.” I said excitedly as I hugged him then kissed his cheek again. Hugging Max was like squeezing a rubber toy. One I would do things with I shouldn’t be doing. I sat on my bed and sighed missing the soft cushion under me.

  “Miss, your clothes are in the small wooden storage units you have.”

  I looked in the corner and my dresser was there and a makeshift rack with the clothes that were in the closet. I couldn’t be happier. “Thank you so much Max. This means a lot to me.

  “There is plumbing in the bath area. Although I do not suggest taking a bath. The shower you will find is quite suitable. I will attend to your food and come back after you have cleansed yourself.

  “Will I have to go back to my cell?”

  “No. This will be your permanent location.”

  I approached Max. “I don’t want you to get in trouble behind me. Please. I could do fine with just a book.”

  “I will explain it to my Captain. It was a request. A...form of last rite. It is only suiting you be comfortable in your final hours.”

  Last rite. So I am a dead woman floating in space. “Yes, comfortable.” I said softly. “Thank you Max.”

  “You are welcomed, Miss. Enjoy your cleansing.”

  Max left the area and although my space was much bigger and I had plenty to entertain myself, hearing the words last rite didn’t make taking a shower sound any better. Hopefully the water can get hot enough to relax my nerves.

  ***

  I let out a hot sigh feeling better after my shower. He water pressure was better than it was at home. The heat didn’t die down and being able to use a toilet is pure heaven. I didn’t bother to figure out where any of it goes, as long as I don’t have to smell it or clean it I could care less.

  Having on my own comfortable clothes, Max came back in just in time with my food. Curiosity intrigues me.

  “Max, how exactly are you able to keep my food from catching the possible germs in your atmosphere?”

  He glances at the cube. “The cube is made of a thick polymer enamel. A combination of…”

  I raised my hand to stop him. “Max, English please.”

  “Oh, yes. Well, once the lid is placed on the top it creates a solid seal.” He placed the lid on the cube and when he gently pushed down on the top there was a soft whir and soon the lid became solid.

  My mouth fell open at such wonders. “Wow, that’s fascinating. We have nothing like that on Earth.”

  “Our technology is many light years ahead of Earth. Humans have barely scratched the surface of space travel.”

  “Well the way I look at it Earth people don’t need to travel no further than where we are.”

  “Why? Don’t you want your people to evolve, to learn and grow?”

  “All my people know how to do is destroy and conquer and figure out ways to keep the rich wealthy and the poor starving.”

  “Your planet is no different than any other planet in this

  Galaxy or the next.”

  I felt an unexpected compassion from Max. It intrigued me to know more.

  “Have you seen much of war or destruction?”

  “I have heard stories from others. My Captain and I are researchers. We do not engage in war. We have standard defenses if need be but in an all-out battle we would quickly be destroyed.”

  “Tell me about where you are from.”

  “I will come back later. I have to attend to my duties first.”

  “Okay then.” I said discouraged that my one and only friend had to return to work. Visitation hours were over. I gave him a small smile with the hope he will be able to keep his promise to see me later. As he walked down the hall and turned the corner I was already missing his voice. I sat on the bed eating the salad and having the flavored water and when I got up from the bed to find a good book to read, I noticed an item that wasn’t there before.

  “Oh shit.”

  VON

  I sat at the helm of the ship keeping myself busy with plotting our next jump. “Damn woman.” I mumbled as I went over the controls. Her thoughts plagued my mind or were they my beliefs only agreeing with hers?

  I sat there pondering my years of research, my calculations what I plan on eating first when there was a heavy aromatic scent in the air. I searched the cabin. It was coming through the ventilation system.

  “What is that?” I questioned. I stood up searching further to follow where the smell originated. Maybe one of the creatures in the storage cabin injured itself. I swallowed heavily, stumbling along the wall. The scent was strong. It made me hungry to ravage whatever it was. I was almost drunk because of it. I had to find the source and soon.

  “Captain, I have the data from…” the robot paused and then tilted its head to me. Captain, the Suuwok are hailing us. They wish to come aboard.”

  “What? Right now?”

  “Yes Captain.”

  “Fine, I will meet them in the air lock. Make sure Mireya is secured then hurry back to keep an eye on the Suuwok, I don’t trust them.”

  “Yes Captain. But there is something I need to make you aware of.”

  “Later, check on the female.” I walked the length of the corridor heading to the airlock I shook my head repeatedly to straighten my composure before entering the room with the beasts. The scent was overwhelming. The more I attempted to ignore it, the deeper I inhaled it. I exhaled a hard breath entering the room where three of the Suuwok were waiting.

  The one in the center was tall, with darkened skin covered in bruises and welts. It was more of an actual person than the other two. It had a mouth of large teeth it couldn’t cover with its lips. Two tiny orbs appeared to be eyes since they followed my steps.

  “Welcome aboard the Proteus.” I greeted politely.

  It hissed its mouth open. “Our name is Svlak, Captain of the Flahjur. You killed our sister Zolian.” The center Suuwok stated directly with male prominent voices.

  “Your sister, was after a specimen I was collecting, she didn’t want to give her up so I killed her.” I informed him.

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��We require the human back.” It hissed to me.

  “I do not have her, she died from the attack.”

  The Suuwok on my left turned its smeared face to the center one. Its tongue slithered out flipping in the air then touched the center one.

  “We believe she is here.”

  “I told you she died. The poisons from your sister’s tongue killed her. I disposed of the body. Why would I have a dead human?”

  “She means nothing to you. Give us the body so we may continue on.”

  “Why was she so important to you?” I questioned. There has to be more than just entering her dreams.

  The tall one was hissed at by the one on the right this time. His head lifted then he tilted it down towards me. “We know the female to be here. We have sensed her fears. Give her to us.” He demanded.

  Her fears? It must have been when I scared her or the nightmare she had. They must have followed us and were waiting for the right moment.

  I told that thing to keep an eye out for their ship. Spending so much time with the female its actions are bordering on insubordination. I will have to deal with it later. With the robot keeping an eye on her she should be safe because there is no way I am letting them lay a hand on her.

  “I told you she is not here.” I flicked my wrist activating my laser scalpel. “Now either get off my ship or be ripped to pieces.”

  MAX

  My sensors picked up a ship nearby. It was the Suuwok. Oh dear. They must be after Mireya. I attempted to inform my Captain of the issue and was directed to check on Mireya. Upon getting to her she was standing at the wall with a concerned look on her face.

  “Max, I need your help. There’s….” She was holding her stomach and is slowly falling to the floor. “Max what is happening?” She looks to me, her brown eyes widen in fear. “What are you doing to me?”

  “Miss? I am…” I notice her body dematerializing. “Mireya!” I shouted.

  “Max! Help me!” She screamed and as more of her body began to dissolve she screamed more. “MAX!”