Battle For The Womb by Chelsea Chaynes Page B
Authors: Chelsea Chaynes
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satellites that orbited the Earth glinted in the light of the sun
before disappearing behind the Earth once more.
The bulb of light began to flash like bolts of
lightning, the heat in the whirlwind increasing with each pulse of
light. Her ascent ground to an immediate, bone jarring halt. She
was directly below a large spaceship. A large bay door of the ship
opened in front of her. Dry heat poured out of it, searing her
throat and lungs.
Her chest heaved up and down in a rapid, panicked
state. She did not know what to expect and fought her fear,
understanding that whatever was going to happen was impossible to
stop.
Organic debris were sucked inside the ship; inorganic
debris were discarded, descending backwards toward the Earth,
burning up in the atmosphere like small meteorites. Left alone she
stared at a vast and massive spaceship, nothing floating between
her and it.
Inside the vortex she felt comfortable, insulated
from the frigid, radiation filled void of space. She looked upward
to find a being of some kind floating downward in the vortex,
easily maneuvering himself toward her.
She was disgusted; his face was that of a reptile. He
was covered with thick, reflective scales. His beady red eyes
analyzed her like treasure. He floated around her in the void,
mesmerized by her body. His long tongue pushed outward as he took
in the scents of her body like a snake.
She was scared to move. He ripped her shirt, exposing
her breasts, her nipples as hard as rocks, fear and tension causing
them to constrict as tight as humanly possible.
He moved to her jeans, a small laser-blade being used
to cut them off. She could feel the warm tip of the blade run down
her legs as he sliced her Levis off of her. A red line on her skin
was left in its wake. He pulled them furiously, throwing them
outward as they too sucked into the ship above.
His arms were strong. Well-formed biceps, triceps and
pectoral muscles flexed as he pulled her naked body to his scaly
chest, his strength all but crushing her bones. He propelled them
upward with a swimming like motion as they ascended slowly up the
vortex and passed the bay door of the ship. She was his.
Her heart slammed like a jackhammer, threatening to
burst out of her chest at any moment; the emotions racing through
her mind were so poignant she struggled to breathe. A mix of
physical exhaustion and panic racked her body. She went limp and
lifeless in his arms, but her eyes remained open to her interrupted
destiny.
The bay door closed beneath her. To her right was a
giant machine, the organic debris from Earth funneled into it.
Other Aliens were running the machine; it created some kind of
goopy, nutrient dense food source.
They moved higher up into the ship. Three levels up
was a fogged glass door, its bulbous shape protruding outward as
the alien took one of his hands and placed it on it, opening
it.
“Stop!” Veronica yelled, “What do you want with me! I
demand to know!”
She looked into his determined red eyes seeing a
beast of purpose. He ignored her, holding on to her as he entered
the ship.
Her eyes were blinded as he dragged her into a
brightly lit room. Other women from Earth could be seen strapped
into metal contraptions which splayed them wide open. Their bodies
were nude, their arms and legs stretched outward, easily allowing
for the aliens to poke and probe.
They were wrapped in tentacle like creatures as they
screamed; she couldn’t tell if the cries were from fear or
pleasure.
Veronica caught only a glimpse of her imminent future
before the alien took her to her own metal rack. She turned to look
at him, in his eyes and asked him, “Why?”
He held out his hand, placing it on her head. His
hand and arm began to radiate with an electric blue glow, it traced
through his body and into his brain. Veronica was frozen still.
She felt an electric shock and an undefinable sucking
sensation in her
satellites that orbited the Earth glinted in the light of the sun
before disappearing behind the Earth once more.
The bulb of light began to flash like bolts of
lightning, the heat in the whirlwind increasing with each pulse of
light. Her ascent ground to an immediate, bone jarring halt. She
was directly below a large spaceship. A large bay door of the ship
opened in front of her. Dry heat poured out of it, searing her
throat and lungs.
Her chest heaved up and down in a rapid, panicked
state. She did not know what to expect and fought her fear,
understanding that whatever was going to happen was impossible to
stop.
Organic debris were sucked inside the ship; inorganic
debris were discarded, descending backwards toward the Earth,
burning up in the atmosphere like small meteorites. Left alone she
stared at a vast and massive spaceship, nothing floating between
her and it.
Inside the vortex she felt comfortable, insulated
from the frigid, radiation filled void of space. She looked upward
to find a being of some kind floating downward in the vortex,
easily maneuvering himself toward her.
She was disgusted; his face was that of a reptile. He
was covered with thick, reflective scales. His beady red eyes
analyzed her like treasure. He floated around her in the void,
mesmerized by her body. His long tongue pushed outward as he took
in the scents of her body like a snake.
She was scared to move. He ripped her shirt, exposing
her breasts, her nipples as hard as rocks, fear and tension causing
them to constrict as tight as humanly possible.
He moved to her jeans, a small laser-blade being used
to cut them off. She could feel the warm tip of the blade run down
her legs as he sliced her Levis off of her. A red line on her skin
was left in its wake. He pulled them furiously, throwing them
outward as they too sucked into the ship above.
His arms were strong. Well-formed biceps, triceps and
pectoral muscles flexed as he pulled her naked body to his scaly
chest, his strength all but crushing her bones. He propelled them
upward with a swimming like motion as they ascended slowly up the
vortex and passed the bay door of the ship. She was his.
Her heart slammed like a jackhammer, threatening to
burst out of her chest at any moment; the emotions racing through
her mind were so poignant she struggled to breathe. A mix of
physical exhaustion and panic racked her body. She went limp and
lifeless in his arms, but her eyes remained open to her interrupted
destiny.
The bay door closed beneath her. To her right was a
giant machine, the organic debris from Earth funneled into it.
Other Aliens were running the machine; it created some kind of
goopy, nutrient dense food source.
They moved higher up into the ship. Three levels up
was a fogged glass door, its bulbous shape protruding outward as
the alien took one of his hands and placed it on it, opening
it.
“Stop!” Veronica yelled, “What do you want with me! I
demand to know!”
She looked into his determined red eyes seeing a
beast of purpose. He ignored her, holding on to her as he entered
the ship.
Her eyes were blinded as he dragged her into a
brightly lit room. Other women from Earth could be seen strapped
into metal contraptions which splayed them wide open. Their bodies
were nude, their arms and legs stretched outward, easily allowing
for the aliens to poke and probe.
They were wrapped in tentacle like creatures as they
screamed; she couldn’t tell if the cries were from fear or
pleasure.
Veronica caught only a glimpse of her imminent future
before the alien took her to her own metal rack. She turned to look
at him, in his eyes and asked him, “Why?”
He held out his hand, placing it on her head. His
hand and arm began to radiate with an electric blue glow, it traced
through his body and into his brain. Veronica was frozen still.
She felt an electric shock and an undefinable sucking
sensation in her
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