Alien Envy - Chapter 6: Cocoon

Greetings!

I won't be releasing a DNA Valkyrie chapter this week since I'm hard at work on the audio story for that series, so today, I'm releasing a new Alien Envy chapter!

Chapter 6 is the final chapter I was asked to write for this series.

Please let me know if you would like me to write more Alien stories in the future! Thank you so much for the incredible support, as always!

Chapter 6: Cocoon

This time, the Xenomorph woman escorted him into a different part of the ship. This room was supposed to be the engine room, but it was no longer recognizable. Hardened slime could be seen everywhere on all the walls and even on the floor and on the ceiling. Something horrible must have happened here, but he had no idea what exactly. Could this be where the Xenomorph was retreating to all this time? It was highly possible since after each encounter or visit with the creature, she would then retreat, vanishing to not even appear on the ship’s radar. So, was that where she was all this time? One of the walls in particular was a lot busier than any of the other ones—that one was filled with bubble-shaped eggs. They were like massive cocoons. This begged the question: Was this some kind of nesting ground?

“I know you can’t talk, but what have you been doing here all this time? Show me,” the commander tried communicating with the creature. As expected, she wouldn’t speak, but she showed him the way. As she did earlier to escort him from one side of the ship to the other, she escorted him to the other side of the cocooned engine room, and it became much clearer now that those were, indeed, some kind of eggs growing on the wall. She had done all of this. There was no doubt that it was her who did this…

“How did you do any of this?”

The Xenomorph woman never answered, as was to be expected. It was no surprise that he never received any form of answer from her. What she did instead was insist on having him follow him some more, even though they were already as far as they could be, where the cocoons were. She seemed to be proud of her eggs. This observation made him wonder…. Was that how an alien woman such as her reproduced? 

Wait, hold on, is that my semen in those eggs? Is that how it all works out for her? The commander had no idea about that. The only thing that he knew for sure was that she seemed to be incredibly proud of what they had done together. She was proud of them, but most important of all, she was proud of herself.

It was followed by her moving down to the floor. She lay down on her back with her legs curving up in the air. She lay there, visibly waiting for something. He understood a bit later, but she lay there because she desperately wanted him to come to her and join her. It soon began making a lot of sense to him—she desired to be bred a lot, so she could have more eggs. More significantly, she wanted to be fucking in a mating press this time, probably to make sure that she was, indeed, going to be bred to perfection. It seemed to be all about that with her. He came down on her and realized her deepest desire for her. He had bred her several times already, and he wasn’t about to stop anytime soon. In this perfect and appropriate baby-making mating press position, the commander stabbed her pussy with his big dick as soon as this was made possible for him. He didn’t want to wait any longer. He had to fuck this Xenomorph babe again and again. It was like becoming an addiction for him. Everything she did kept drawing him back to her. Her pussy was nothing like any human woman he had before—this was better—this was the best his cock had felt in forever. 

“MHM!” once again, she didn’t speak, but sounds of pleasure—moans came out of her mouth. When she opened her mouth to make those erotic sounds, her strange alien tongue was also projected out of her mouth, and he was able to see it in all of its glories. 

“Fuck, your pussy feels amazing!” he commented, complimenting her. He knew that she didn’t need any compliments, but he still gave her as he pushed his big dick in and out of her vagina, experimenting with it as much as possible and using it for his pleasure. He was reckless, and he didn’t care if he came inside her again in the next few seconds because he didn’t think about this too much…       

He didn’t feel like he had to think at the moment, instead, he fucked her insanely hard, shoving his head between her bombastic and massive breasts. Her breasts looked unreal to him. They looked fake, yet, when experimenting with them and touching them, he knew for a fact that they were real.       

He sensed her peculiar and elongated tail spinning in amusement in the air. Her tail came through from between her tail and then came very close to his back. Now, the commander knew what there was at the tip of her tail—a dangerous knife-shaped spike. Was this her way of making sure that he wouldn’t do anything stupid? This could very well be the case. There was no way he would stop fucking her now he was so deep in her. The only thing he hoped to do to her and fucked her and breed her as hard as he could.

The baby-making-mating-press and everything they did in that position, including the kissing and the intense licking. When he wasn’t her that was licking his face, it was him who did it, but in all honesty, he spent a lot more time kissing and licking her big Xenomorph tits than any other part of her body.  

He could feel the pre-cum oozing out of the tip of his cock, indicating to him that he’d be coming for real anytime now… 

He didn’t know when, but he had to be coming in the next few seconds or so…

There was never any attempt to pull out of her, he simply ejaculated deeply in her and didn’t think twice about it. 

He bred the Xenomorph one more time, and it was with pleasure that he did.