The package
»Alright Nora, you check all systems while we're docked. I hope the pickup of whatever we are going to transport will be quick,« they said to their AI-assistant while getting out of their pilot seat, after Lynx successfully docked their space hauler at the station. »System check in progress. Do you already know what we are going to transport this time?« The soft voice responded. Lynx shrugged. »No, the contract was suspiciously unspecific, it just stated, and I quote 'Hauler for fragile fright needed, a long but very safe route. Special economic conditions apply. It is mandatory that the crew contains at least one individual with a uterus or similar reproductive organ.' That's all I know for now.« »So you know nothing. Great, what could go wrong.«Nora said that, with a slight hint of sarcasm,« even though many times someone had assured Lynx that AI could not comprehend sarcasm.«
While checking the status of the airlock, making sure the atmosphere within the Station was breathable for a human, Lynx tried to move their hair behind their ear, getting reminded, once again, that there was no hair to move. Long hair was just too much of a struggle combined with a spacesuit. They got rid of it and cut it all off. But the muscle memory in their hand won't adjust to the situation. The terminal's 'beep' caught Lynx's attention, and they were relieved to see a suitable, though thin, human atmosphere. »Hey Nora, I will go in. Monitor my status and do nothing stupid while I am gone. »Don't worry, Lynx, I am not you. I am not capable of making poor decisions.« Lynx rolled their eyes. 'No sarcasm, sure thing.'
Walking along the hallways of what seems to be a science station, judging by the lack of freight hangers, its location off the trade routes, absolutely no touristic attraction even in far proximity and the lack of individuals roaming the corridors. It was too sterile, even for a space station, and that is something only scientists achieve. Following the indicator light in their HUD, Lynx came across nothing special until they passed an auditorium. Never had Lynx seen one with such a large window at the back. The window obviously watched whatever lay behind the glass, but Lynx couldn't discern further details as darkness obscured whatever was behind it.
»Lynx Solaris I assume? My name is T'Khar« buzzed from the translator of the Alien, towering in front of Lynx, in the office the HUD had led them to. »Yes indeed, here regarding the transport contract you put out,« they answered, looking at the giant Ant like creature. T'Khar stands at an imposing height of 2.5 meters, with a robust, segmented exoskeleton that gleams in the ambient light of the space station. Their body is a deep, iridescent black with subtle hints of crimson along the joints, reflecting their species' adaptive camouflage abilities. »Let's get directly to the details. Please provide me with the details. The contract is very minimal, to say the least.« T'Khar did what Lynx interpreted as a shoulder shrug and responded, »It entailed everything that was necessary to know beforehand. But if you have questions, please state them now.« That was not helping ease Lynx's nerves. What is this all about?
»You are kidding, right? You are trying to explain to me, I should fuck an alien, something you yourself not fully understand by now and then transport its offspring inside of me?« T'Khar nodded as if it were a matter of course. »Exactly. Now you see why the Uterus was a requirement. We would happily do it ourself but our anatomy is note compatible,« Lynx knew that T'Khar and his specious of Formicari are excellent scientists and put their research fist, but that was a new level.
Against better judgment, Lynx was not declining directly. They were curious, and the heat rising in Lynx's body was not helping either. Maybe the Alien was at least good looking? And as Lynx understood, it would not be an embryo, beginning its life inside of them, but eggs that would need the environment of a womb to survive. So Lynx would not have to give birth to an actual alien. 'Am I really considering this? What's wrong with me?' Thinking about how it would feel to be filled up with the eggs, having them filling up their womb had some defiantly noticeable bodily reactions for Lynx. »Interesting« T'Khar interrupted their thoughts and said »All other contractors had already left by now, calling me 'crazy ant perv', which is absurd. I am neither crazy nor a simple ant.«
»This is Glob,« T'Khar explained, showing an image on the monitor in the office. »That purple jelly bean is your test subject?« Lynx asked, 'Why am I still here?' »Indeed. We found it during one of our expeditions. It acts solely on its instinct. If we give it food, it eats. If we give a water, it drinks. If you give it you, it breeds.«Lynx knew it wasn't intended as an insult; So this will not only provide us with the eggs we need at our other research facility, you will bring the eggs to, but also knowledge of the breeding process itself. All we can say is, it will not harm you, as it needs you healthy to carry the eggs. Therefore, we are certain that there is no tremendous risk for you.«
Lynx stared at the datapad. »And you are sure there are not too many zeros at the end of that contractual payment?« T'Khar nodded, »Indeed. We have chief hopes regarding the results. If our assumptions are correct, the payment is absolutely adequate and we can't stand dishonesty if it does not serve any value in our research. » 'Research first, capitalism second, I see,' was Lynx's first thought after calming their nerves a bit. They were 70% certain they were going to accept anyway. The more than generous payment was just the cherry on top. »And you are sure the eggs won't hatch inside of me?« Lynx asked, looking at the distance they would have to travel to reach the destination station. »Yes, based on the specifications of your hauler, you should reach your target under normal circumstances nine galactic days before anything will happen,« was T'Khars emotionless answer. Was it excitement? Was it fear? Was it the thin photosphere? Lynx was not sure, maybe all of it, but with trembling legs and a noticeable wetness between their legs, they said yes and agreed.
Legs still trembling, heart beating, a warm feeling all over their body, short breathed Lynx stands in the small room, T'Khar let them to, undressing. T'Khar told them to undress before meeting Glob, explaining that the implantation process would destroy Lynx's clothes. Without haste, Lynx bobbled the Fabric of their suit down, passing their almost flat chest, with almost the hint of their breasts. Lynx was happy that they were blessed with tiny ones. In contrast, the cold air and the anticipation of what would follow made the nipples very prominent. The suit passed Lynx's waist, their hips, and finally exposing their pubic mound. The sudden tough of cold air made Lynx shiver, and they let out a small moan in surprise.
Looking at the mirror, Lynx checked their body. The complete lack of body hair resulted from needing to wear the neoprene suit regularly and also personal preference. It took them some effort to maintain it, but Lynx was sure it was worth it. Their body wasn't perfect. There were scars from a darker past all over their arms, some dents in the skin, and their overall body shape wasn't special in any way. Living in space required regular training, so at least their muscles were in good shape, and Lynx was proud of them. It also helped to maintain a fit presence. Not perfect, but their body and Lynx learned to like it. Not to love it, nor to be proud of it, but at least like it. And that was already good progress. With a last deep breath, Lynx pressed the button, opened the door and entered the room, where Glob was… what? Laying? Sitting? Standing? Where Glob existed in its jelly like state.
Two steps in, the door behind Lynx closed. The room was larger than Lynx expected. And Glob was bigger than Lynx expected. All that they noticed before Glob moved and draw Lynx's attention was that the room was rectangular, wider than long, high ceiling and the door that let into it was in a corner. One of the short walls to Lynx's right and a long one in their back and in front. The movement that interrupted Lynx's observations of the room was Glob moving towards Lynx. Rolling would describe it best but also not really accurate. »So, I am Lynx and you are Glob. How is this going to happen?« Lynx knew Glob could not answer, but they had to ask anyway. Moving slowly towards it, Lynx noticed Glob was slightly see through. It was a dark purple something, with nothing inside it. Or it could hide it and just appear transparent. They drew closer together with each passing second.
Awkwardly, Lynx stood there, waiting for Glob to reach them. Unsure what to do next, they just reached out to Glob with their hand. Surprise, Lynx saw Glob did the same, extending parts of itself towards Lynx, still moving towards them. Their skins met, but Glob did not stop. Instead, Glob absorbed Lynx, and Lynx realized their hand and arm were inside Glob. Curiously Lynx tried to pull, but Glob was not letting go. Lynx's heart rate jumped up, but they tried to remain calm. T'Khar mentioned that this was probably going to happen. But expecting it and feeling it were still two very different things. More and more of their body got absorbed by Glob and finally the realization hit, how would Lynx breath if Glob also covered their head?
Lynx struggled, tried to get away from Glob, telling it they need oxygen to survive, that it can't cover their mouth but to no avail. Lynx held their breath and tried to figure out how to survive this now. The constant touch all over their body, the slight pressure all around, the fact, that Lynx knew what Glob was intending to do, made it hard to concentrate.
An image flashed inside Lynx's head. They did not know where it came from, but the meaning was clear. It was a message »Just breath, you will be fine« And Lynx knew it was true, not why and not how they could know, but Lynx was absolutely sure. Carefully, they tried to breathe through their mouth. It reminded Lynx of the feeling of breathing from an air tank. Giving in to the need for oxygen, Lynx submitted and started breathing inside Glob, however that was possible. It definitely worked. Lynx's body was happy about the oxygen. It felt almost natural, with the exception then Lynx could taste the air. 'It's like breathing from a tank through a honey coated filter.'
More images flashed through Lynx's head. Too many and too fast, as they could actually look at them. Despite that, Lynx knew that there was new knowledge. Lynx now knew exactly what was going to happen. Glob somehow transferred that knowledge. Lynx trusted Glob. They did not know why, but they did. It meant absolutely no harm. It might not have a brain like humans or Formicari, but it defiantly was conscious and possessed a certain degree of intelligence. Lynx relaxed their body and immediately got aware that Glob was touching their whole body. And it sensed the acceptance, because it immediately started to vibrate on a low frequency.
Based on what Lynx felt, not only did they retrieve knowledge about Glob, it had to be the other way around to because it stimulated Lynx simultaneously in all the right places. Lynx's pleasure was definitely one of Glob's goals, but it had also never heard of foreplay and started on full intensity. Lynx held their eyes closed. There was not much to see anyway. Instead, they focused on the intense feelings of pressure on their nipples; one nipple was pressed and twisted, creating the sweet pain Lynx loved so much, while the other was sucked and licked. Glob alternated what happens to which one irregular. That alone let Lynx moan and tremble, but Glob was doing way more at the same time.
Completely helpless, not able to move even their little finger, Lynx was floating through Glob, who now added pressure to Lynx's rectal and vaginal openings. Of course, it did not stop the clitoral stimulation for that. Whatever Glob did, it felt like it was creating a vibrating vacuum. The vibration was intense and constant, the vacuum variates, created a sucking motion. The feeling was more intense than anything Lynx had experienced so far. Never did they feel this amount of pleasure. The moans escaping their mouth got loader and more frequent.
As if it wanted to shut Lynx up, parts of Glob found their way into Lynx's throat, feeling solid. This time actually removing their ability to breathe. Recklessly it starting moving, shoving itself deeper and deeper down Lynx's throat. Tears started to build around their eyes, and just before Lynx thought they were going to run out of air, Glob retreaded, allowing Lynx to gasp for air. Glob did not leave Lynx much time before it went in again, tormenting Lynx. And Lynx loved it. And Glob knew it.
The speed of Glob's tentacle increased, leaving Lynx less and less time to breathe. They felt their first orgasm coming. The buildup was intense. Their whole body was shaking. Everything within Lynx felt like it was pulsing. Their whole body radiated from pleasure. All muscles in Lynx's body worked against the pressure from Glob, but nothing moved. Glob's hold of Lynx's body was absolute. »FU…« was all that left Lynx's mouth when Glob occupied their mouth again and the orgasm hit their body like a lightning, making every single of their nerves tingle. Simultaneously, and as if Glob knew, two more of Glob's tentacles penetrated Lynx.
The feeling hit Lynx by surprise. But it even intensified the already intense orgasm. Lynx experienced no orgasm even close to this. Glob was ignoring all of that, continuing its work, slightly incensing the size of the tentacles as it moved into Lynx holes, widening them slowly. That feeling alone made Lynx realize that the next orgasm was already close, still feeling the afterglow of the last, and light-headed due to the reduced oxygen intake because of the tentacle still abusing their throat.
Lynx was sure that normal restrains wouldn't have survived the force their body created, shaking from the next orgasm that hit Lynx. Glob was no normal restraint. Lynx did not move an inch. Glob, on the other hand, moved even more. It was fucking Lynx now, still widening their holes, the two tentacles moved in and our Lynx body arrhythmical. If it wasn't for Glob physicality, Lynx would be a trembling drolling mess, only thinking from orgasm to orgasm. Existing just of pleasure, but Glob forced Lynx to remain in their physical form.
Glob left Lynx's mouth alone, allowing them to breathe normally, otherwise Lynx would probably be unconscious by now, but they still missed the feeling. But a new feeling quickly replaced it. Glob ejaculated a liquid inside Lynx's vagina, pressing it through their cervix right inside their uterus. The feeling almost overwhelmed Lynx, which Glob noticed and slowed down a bit, but it did not stop. Somewhere in the back of their mind, a small voice reminded Lynx that this was about to happen, Glob had 'explained' in that weird way Glob explained things, that the liquid was there to cushion the eggs that are about to be there soon to. Accepting their fate, Lynx just let the next orgasm rock through their body, and the next and the next. The orgasms came so quick after each other, for Lynx it felt like a constant orgasm, lasting for eternity.
Not daring to look, and probably not even able, Lynx just felt how swollen their belly must be. The volume that hat entered their womb felt impossible, but somehow it fit. The exhausting of the constant stimulation slowly creeped up on Lynx. And again, as if Glob knew, Lynx could feel the pressure of the first egg against their body. A chemical reaction between Glob and the excretion created because of sexual stimulation formed it, Lynx learned from Glob. Now they understood why their pleasure has been so important for Glob. It needed Lynx's fluids to be able to create these eggs. And the fluid inside their womb could not produce them, so Glob had to insert its eggs this way.
Regardless of the stretching Glob did in preparation, the size of the egg pushed Lynx to their limit. The egg, moving slowly inside them, elicited a scream that blended pleasure and pain. Just as Lynx thought it would rip their body apart, the egg was in. Two deep breaths later, however, the second egg pushed against Lynx's body. 'I hope I will survive this' was all Lynx could think before the feeling of the entering eggs removed even the rest of Lynx's ability to think.
Lynx did not even notice that Glob had stopped all penetration and stimulation and was just pushing out egg after egg. They had lost count of the eggs after fifteen and just existed. All abilities to move, think or feel taken, pushed to the edge of total exhausting. All Lynx could do was breathe.
'Something is different' Lynx suddenly realized. It took them a moment to notice what. Glob was done with the eggs. It just held Lynx like in an embrace. A last image flashed before their eyes, and Lynx relaxed. Glob was done and had thanked them for the exchange. 'Wait, did it say 'See you soon'?' came across Lynx's mind but there was no time to think about it more, as they could feel something cold touching their feet and knees. For the first time since Lynx got inside Glob, they opened their eyes. Glob has ejected Lynx, leaving them on their knees. It probably knew that Lynx would need a moment to be able to stand. Lynx now also saw their swollen belly, filled with all the eggs Glob had implanted into them. Lynx would have never believed someone who would say that it was possible for their body to extend that much, but they could see it with their own eyes. Not knowing why, Lynx was proud of it.
The sound of the door opening called Lynx back into reality. Before they had time to lift their head, the sound of the translator echoed through the room »That was fatalistic Lynx Solaris. You did amazing and we could not have hoped for a better contractor. And a great show too, you should be proud.« Lynx's head was still not up to speed, so it took them a moment to realize the meaning of T'Khars last sentence. »What to you mean, great show?« they said, raising their head.
With eyes wide from shock, Lynx stared at the vast window. They remembered it from the big auditorium they passed on their way to T'Khars office. Scientists, observing everything and making notes, filled the space behind the window, as they could see. »Everyone here just watched?« Lynx muttered, too exhausted to express the anger they felt, ignoring the other feeling, the excitement they felt because of the thought of being watched. T'Khar seemed confused »Yes, of course. We need to monitor every scientific experiment. I thous that would have been obvious.« Lynx shock their head 'Science first' but then another realization hit. »When… delivering the package, will it also be considered a scientific experiment?« Still confused by the lack of Lynx understanding, T'Khar nodded »Naturally« Lynx tried but they could not stop the grin from appearing on their face, nor the excitement building up in their body.
