“No. They’re quite different,” he said suddenly coming to a stop in the middle of nowhere.
Barking a couple of demands in his native language that didn’t translate through my earpiece a circle opened in the ground. Peering over the edge of the hole I could see into a darkened cave-like space. Reaching around and under the edge of the circle with his long fingers he flipped a switch and bright lights flashed on bathing the space in a harsh glow. It was his house.
In the ground! My mind screamed. It makes perfect sense. With a small smile I grinned to myself. No wonder I hadn’t seen any housing, it’s all hidden.
“Go down,” he said indicating that I needed to climb down before him.
Gripping my belly I moved down on all fours and swung my legs over the sides and onto one of the rungs of the ladder. Gorlax let go of my leash to give me the space I needed to descend the rungs. As soon as I was down he followed and barked his orders again for the door to close.
Together alone we stood staring at one another but didn’t say anything. I glanced around noticing the space was sparse. Guess the aliens weren’t much for decoration.
“Come here. I need to feed. Stand on the table,” he demanded. Apparently Gorlax wasn’t much for pleasantries.
I did as he asked and climbed up onto the low table which brought my tits face level for Gorlax. With both of his hands he cupped a single breast. His long fingers wrapping around the engorged tit he brought his lips down hungrily. His fingertips squeezed my tit until it felt like it was going to pop. The pressure sprayed my milk from my nipple with a force I wasn’t expecting. I watched as Gorlax gobbled the milk down and then sucked about half of my tit into his mouth. I threw my head back as my milk flowed and enjoyed the feel of his mouth on my body. Something about being pregnant had enhanced the feeling and whenever he squeezed my tit I could feel a burning pressure in my cunt that had me squeezing my legs closed.
Switching from one breast to the other he repeated his process until my milk was flowing out the sides of his mouth and down his face. Releasing one of his hands from my tit he ran it down to my belly. As he caressed my bulging skin I could feel the infant inside squirming. I could sense that they were communicating in a way I couldn’t hear or understand. It felt like the baby was doing somersaults each time Gorlax touched my stomach.
I didn’t know how long I would be pregnant but I figured I had a couple of options. I could bide my time until I gave birth to whatever was going to come out of me, or I could try and make an escape before birth and hope all went well. Realistically I decided my chances were better if I stayed and waited. I had no way of knowing if this thing was going to rip me in two and if I needed additional assistance or healthcare I would be better off with the aliens. Surely they’ve impregnated humans before and knew more about what to expect than I could. I had to trust that Gorlax would have a reason for wanting to keep me alive. After the birth, once I was healed I could prepare for the escape.
Hopefully by the time the baby arrived Gorlax will have let down his guard and maybe he’ll be busy with the newborn and I can slip away without much of a fuss. I have no idea where I would go but there has to be something more out there. If I can just get away from the alien base then maybe I can find another species…a peaceful species that won’t want to use me. Maybe they’d even know how to get back to earth.
When Gorlax finished he wiped my milk from his face and walked to the corner.
“This is where you’re staying,” he said pointing to a small cell-like space with metal bars and a metal door. It looked like a prison cell. There were shackles on the wall but he said he wouldn’t be using them. There was a small cushion on the floor and not much else. I had hoped he maybe liked me and was going to keep me like a wife, maybe even treat me well. Boy was I wrong. I guess it’s better than being hooked to a milking machine 24/7.
“Go in there now,” he said pushing me in the direction of the gate.
I walked through the door and watched as he slammed the door closed. It locked automatically with some device I couldn’t see and I was once again trapped. Going to the cushion I laid on my back rubbing my stomach I stared at the rock ceiling. What am I going to do?
* * *
Another 10 days later and my stomach was hanging in front of me like I was 9 months pregnant and I knew it wouldn’t be long. My pregnancy seemed to turn Gorlax on and he made it a point to fuck me at least 3 times each day. My milk from the lactation had been sprayed around the room so much that the once orange clay colored walls were now stained a milky white. Each time he fucked me more milk was added until eventually everything was coated.
The second time he came to visit me today I could tell he had something else in mind. He had never used the shackles on the wall before but now he wanted me to slip my wrists and ankles through the braces. I did as he instructed and he managed some levers which made loud popping noises as they pulled the chains taut. My shoulder and knees ached from the pull of the restraints. My back was flush against the wall and my belly hung before me huge and ready to pop.
Walking forward Gorlax put his long fingers across my abdomen. Looking down I could see the alien spawn moving within. Large bumps showed where it punched and kicked ready to be born. Removing his hands Gorlax stood back and proceeding to recite what seemed like a prayer. I have no idea what he could have been praying to but the next moment needle- pointed razor-like claws extended from his forefingers.
Leaning forward he spewed a green fluid from his mouth. It came from a type of duct I had never noticed before. The substance seemed thick and slightly sticky as it clung to my abdomen. My eyes opened wide and I began to scream when I realized what he was about to do. Clutching one of his hands over my mouth he held my head to the wall as he ran the forefinger of his other hand horizontally across the lower portion of my belly. I strained to see but couldn’t see past his hand. All I felt was a sharp pain and then an incredible discomfort as he reached his hand inside of me.
I thrashed my head and tried to bite at his hand but he held me too forcefully and I couldn’t get his hand off my mouth. With a jerk I felt him rip the fetus from my insides. In his blood covered hand squirmed something that could only be described as a 12” long leech. It was horrendous. I watched as its infant mouth opened and closed around small razor-teeth. Grinning Gorlax brought the hungry alien child to my breast. It used it sharp teeth to latch around my nipple and began to suck the milk I unwillingly provided.
With the alien spawn attached to my tit Gorlax was able to tend to my gaping wound. He exited the room momentarily and then returned with a large needle and some sort of thread. My attempts at screaming had given way to tears but he paid no attention to me as he went down on his knees and began to suture my abdomen. I could feel my own blood running down my legs as he worked and I did my best not to look down at the disgusting creature feeding from me. Gorlax on the other hand looked at it fondly and I knew if I were ever going to get out of here I would have to utilize the spawn to my advantage.
* * *
Over the next few days I laid helpless and weak on the floor cushion. Hardly able to move Gorlax left the child-alien with me to feed. I felt like nothing more than a meal ticket but each day I grew slightly stronger and I knew as soon as I was able to stand I would have my ticket out. So long as he left the disgusting leech with me.
The time came five days after I’d been cut open. I had pretended to act weaker than I was until the perfect moment arose. Gorlax came to check on the spawn. When he came he left the door open and turned his back so that he could grab some items from the table outside. While his back was turned I rose unsteadily to my feet and ripped the suckling leech from my tit.
“Let me out of here now or I’m going to kill it,” I said with measured ferocity.
With a steadiness I wasn’t expecting Gorlax turned and starred at me without saying a word.
I held the squishy newborn in a tight grip and maneuvered myself through the door. I was care
ful not to pass too close to Gorlax since I wasn’t sure what he was capable of since I’d never had the chance to see the aliens fight.
“Let me go!” I screamed at him. “I’ll give you the baby if you just let me go!” I finished as I approached the ladder leading to higher ground. “Open the hatch!”
Gorlax recited the now familiar words and the door opened.
“I’ll throw it down once I’m out, and you can have it,” I said attempting to climb the ladder one-handed. With great effort I was eventually able to make it through the portal hole. Once out in the sunlight I stepped about ten feet from the opening and then took aim. I threw the horrendous abomination through the hole in the ground and went running for cover.
Surprisingly Gorlax did not come after me as I made my way off the base. There were only sand dune mountains and I wondered where I would go. I managed to make my way over a single dune before exhaustion overcame me and I fell to the ground unconscious. The last thing I remembered thinking was that I would need to come back and rescue the others.
HUCOW Space Farm: HUCOW Rescue
When the exhaustion passed I woke to feel a familiar tugging on my right tit. I hesitated to open my eyes and instead took a moment to feel my own body. Everything seemed to be ok except the lips and tongue teasing my nipple and the stinging pain I still felt across my belly. The crude way in which Gorlax had cut me open to retrieve the alien child had made recovery more difficult than a normal birth would have. He had sutured me closed but it was the work of the unskilled and it left me with a slight infection. Nothing too serious but it meant that the cut remained sore.
Finally feeling brave enough to figure out where the hell I was and who was sucking my tit I opened my left eye just enough to peek out. If it was a hostile alien I didn’t want to let him know that I had awoken. Glancing through my eyelashes I was surprised to find that this alien looked exactly like the ones I had escaped from. Immediately my mind jumped to a million conclusions:
Have I been caught?
Am I back on the farm?
Am I going to be chained and milked again?
Oh god, are they going to impregnate me again?
Calming myself so that I wouldn’t be caught awake I focused on my next plan of action. Right now I was stuck until the alien had drank enough of my milk that he’d had his fill. When the alien released my tit to go do other things I could open my eyes and get a better look around without getting caught. Depending on what I found I could then make a real plan.
For now I still enjoyed the feel of a tongue lapping against my hardened nipple so I let my left eye fall back shut and I tried to imagine I was anywhere but this godforsaken planet. I was surprised by his ferocity, it was like being sucked by someone that hadn’t eaten in weeks. He pulled and drank the milk from my engorged breast like it was manna from heaven. Admittedly I kind of liked his roughness and had to keep myself from moaning as he tongued my areola. The machines had been so mechanical that while they kept me aroused there was no real variation. It was always the same force, the same sucking motions, nothing to mix it up and make it feel…human.
With my eyes closed I could almost imagine that the hungry tugging was passion and not just a feeding frenzy. As I lay immobile I thought about how I wished I had some real life experience to compare the feeling to. Not for the first time I wondered why I had remained a virgin for so long. Why hadn’t I let the men that wanted me have me? I may not have wanted them but then at least I would have had some experience with real life human fucking. I had to stifle a laugh as I thought about the fact that I might have been the first virgin the aliens had fucked. Oh god, my mind groaned not wanting to think about it.
While I’d been thinking the alien had switched to my other breast. He now laid across me, his upper body pushing down on me heavily. It was hard to breath but I knew I had to stay motionless. Going back to a meditative state I put all of my focus on the feeling. I could feel the small nubs on my areola rise as his tongue flicked over them. I could feel my skin bunching and pressing upwards as my nipple hardened for his desperate lips. The drool from his mouth wet my skin and caused goosebumps whenever his breath would blow across it.
His long fingers wrapped halfway around my enlarged tit, each time he barred down with his fingertips I could feel a sharp pain and then a release as more milk gushed from my nipple. He sucked greedily pulling more than my nipple into his mouth. My breast was his bottle and he seemed determined to suck me dry. It felt like forever until he’d had his fill.
Pulling his hard alien body up off of mine I heard him slap his belly a few times. If I had been able I might have laughed at the familiar human gesture. Apparently they get the same awful feeling from being overfull that we do. I felt almost proud that my milk had produced the satisfaction he now felt. I kept my eyes closed as I heard him cross the room and then I ventured to open my left eye and then my right eye. I was now alone.
Using my arms to raise myself I winced as a sharp pain shot across the cut in my abdomen. If I had known what was coming I never would have let Gorlax near me…I would have at least fought. Now I wanted to kill him. Fucking monster, cutting into me like that to take his disgusting alien child out of my womb. I shivered thinking about all the times he’d fucked and sucked me.
I lightly held my stomach as I maneuvered onto my bare knees. In this new position on all fours I had to stop and take a breather. It astounded me just how difficult these small movements were. Here I thought I would be some agile savior for the other women hooked to the milking machines and I couldn’t even get up off the floor without having to take a break. Knowing I didn’t have much time I grit my teeth and climbed the rest of the way to my feet. There was blood seeping from the sides of my wound and down my legs but nothing life threatening.
Once on my feet I realized I couldn’t be back on the HUCOW farm. I was in some kind of beige thatched hut that I imagined must blend in well against the backdrop of the sandy planet. There were miscellaneous items around but it was all very hodge podge. I looked around to try and find some sort of clothing or weapon but didn’t find anything except some crude item that looked like a rolling pin.
As soon as I picked up the decided upon weapon the alien stepped back through the open doorway. Startled he stopped in his tracks and together we stood completely motionless. It only took me a split second of indecision before I hoisted my makeshift weapon above my head and let out a loud wail that would have scared a banshee. Conjuring up the small bit of energy and dexterity I had I ran straight at him. I expected him to fight and to try and fend me off or kill me, instead he cowered. Running up to him with the rolling pin above my head I watched as he doubled over and wrapped his arms over his head for protection. The reaction surprised me and I stopped in my tracks just shy of pummeling him over the head.
I stood over him, my arm still raised, my face flushed from the exertion, when I heard the noises. He never turned to look at me but I heard what seemed to be whimpering. His whole body shook and shivered and I leaned over him to get a better listen. He was whimpering. Which each of his sobs his whole body quaked, it was like watching an infant cry. I lowered the wooden pin. I couldn’t do it. There was no way I could beat any being that was cowering away from me in fear.
Tentatively I reached out my right hand and laid my fingers across its shoulder. It jerked away from me and turned its head to glare at me fearfully. I had never thought of the other alien’s eyes as expressive but there was something different about his. I could see his fear and worry. All of the other aliens had always been stern and emotionless. As I looked at his face I began to notice other things about him that were different.
As I glanced over the rest of his body I noticed that he was hunched and that he had deformities I had never seen in any of the other aliens. One of his arms was slightly smaller than the other one and his back curved in a way that reminded me of the some of the older women and men back on earth. Some of his skin was splotchy. Normally the aliens were a d
ark blue with a green tinge that you could catch when the light hit them right but this alien had white spots that were outlines in an angry looking red halo. I found myself wondering if this was the disease the aliens were preventing with the human breast milk. Even so, that would only explain the marks and not the other physical deformities.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” I said as I patted its back sympathetically. There was no way this alien was going to try and attack me. I think the only reason it had mauled my tits earlier was because it was starving, it wasn’t some aggressive thing he was doing to my body. Despite my words he still cowered and stared at me motionless from fear.
“Here, look?” I continued and held my tit with its dripping nipple out to him as a peace offering.
Leaning forward tentatively he extended his long forked tongue and licked the drop that was about teetering about to fall to the floor. I raised my eyebrows and gave a broad smile hoping it would ease his nerves. Understanding finally took and he leaned the rest of the way forward and latched his lips around my nipple. Going down onto my knees I pulled him into my arms and cradled him in my arms like an infant as he fed from me again. I rocked him and stroked his head feeling a strange connection to this deformed outcast. I myself now felt like a deformed outcast and occasionally thought about how I would be received should I ever actually make it back to earth.
I let him nurse for a while and then I gingerly pushed him away. He lingered with outstretched lips trying to cling to my nipple but I continued to push until he realized he wasn’t going to win the battle. Wrestling myself back to my feet I walked to the small table that was positioned in the middle of the hut and sat down exhausted. He came to join me pulling an additional chair over from the side of the room. As he sat he starred transfixed on my boobs. It was as if they had some hypnotic power over him. It was both amusing and annoying at the same time.
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