Libby couldn't say how far they were carried. Only being able to move her head, most of what she saw of their surroundings was glistening organic floors, sometimes greenish, sometimes bluish, sometimes entirely covered in darkness. Her breasts were pressing uncomfortably against the freckled blonde's back, but the warmth and the breathing of the naked woman below her gave her some surreal, misplaced sense of comfort.

Finally, they reached their destination. What little light the room had tinged everything a pale orange, enabling a good view on the rectangular thing at its center that could only be the alien's fucked up version of a table. Like almost everything in this place, it had thick, pulsing veins on it, but the surface on its top was perfectly flat. The pig man went past it, dropped the four humans into a corner like sacks of meat, positioned them to sit upright against the wall and began to muster them like cattle. Libby could feel his hungry eyes all over her naked flesh as disgust and fear waved over her once more. After a few moments, the fat alien grabbed the freckled girl and heaved her onto the table. Libby knew his intent, but there was nothing she could do to stop him. Helplessly, she watched as he spread the girl's legs and pulled down his sad excuse for pants to reveal a giant cock, already hard and ready. It looked almost human, if not for its enormous size, its purple color and the stench that came from it. Libby had thought that the girl was still unconscious, but her reaction showed otherwise. Playing dead wouldn't help her now.
"No, please don't, I'm still a virgin, please nAAAH!" Her words were cut off when the Pig Man rammed into her.

Ignoring her screams, the assault commander stepped before Libby. His eyes had formed these slits again that could be nothing else but their version of an evil grin. Still resolute, the policewoman hid her emotions as best as she could, staring right through him. One of his rough hands took her by the chin and tried to make her look at his ugly excuse for a face. Libby tried to bite, but he was faster. His alien laugh, paired with the suffering of the girl that was being raped right behind him were almost more than she could take. But it got worse. The assault commander went ahead and opened the lower part of his armor. As a lesbian, saying that Libby wasn't exactly fond of penisses would be a huge understatement, but compared to this one's dick, she would have prefered anything, as long as it was human. Only the tip of it looked fleshy. The rest was a mess of slimy scales, the sheer sight of which made her want to puke. Small wonder that they used human females for reproduction – their own women (if they there even were any) probably weren't too eager to get fucked by something like that.
Its size was even more disturbing. And if the these aliens were anything like humans, it was about to get even bigger. Libby gulped. When the alien genital closed in on her face, she turned her head sideways and kept her mouth shut as tightly as she could. His tip touched her lips and pressed past, but her teeth withheld the attack like a white wall. She was not going to make this easy for him. She may be a woman, but Libby Johnson was a police officer first. She had to set an example for the others to stay strong. Whatever this thing would do to her body in the next few moments, Libby would not allow it to get to her mind. She knew what being raped could do to a woman. Losing dominion over one's own body in such a brutal way can scar even the most beautiful mind forever. She made a promise to herself that no matter what happened to her body now, she would ignore it to the best of her ability. Not only that: She would find back. She would remain herself.
Her assailant did not give up. He began rubbing his filthy cock all over her face now, up her cheeks, over her forehead, down the bridge of her nose, breathing louder and ever louder as he went. His prod got bigger, got harder. It was disgusting. After a while, it went back to her lips. 'Don't you get it? You're not gonna get in there, you rapist alien asshole.' His hand wandered to the back of her head. All of a sudden, she felt the other hand on her nipple, squeezing and twisting it hard.
The sharp pain made her lose focus only for a heartbeat, but it was enough.
One yank and for the first time in the 24 years of her life, Libby Johnson had a dick in her mouth. Its scaly texture pulsed against her tongue as it grew harder and bigger, and it tasted like a mix of piss and eggs that had been lying in the sun for three weeks straight.

And still, as it slowly moved back and forth in her mouth, Libby felt a hint of triumph. 'Fucking idiot. So many orifices to choose from, and you pick the one I can fight back with. Do what you will with me, but no man porks his prick into Libby Johnson and keeps it'. She endured a few more of his thrusts, until she was sure he was all the way inside. Then she closed her jaw as as fast as she could, biting down hard. Her tormentor grunted... and then he chuckled.
Hot pain shot through Libby's mouth. She could feel a piece of her front tooth chipping off.
'God damn it, I forgot the scales'. Apparently, these alien cocks got hard on multiple levels. The defeat took her humiliation to a whole new level. The assault commander laughed out loud: Foreplay was over. He took Libby's shoulder long brown hair with both hands, and pulled her head towards his pelvis. She couldn't even use move her arms to keep him at bay as he started fucking her face like a jackhammer, in and out, in and out. The other rape going on in the room was all but forgotten. The world was only her and the penis invading her mouth. To her horror, it was still growing. 'How huge does this fucker get? I'm gonna suffocate if it doesn't stop soon'. She caught herself hoping for him to cum, but had no idea how much stamina these bastards had. A particularly heavy thrust made her throw up in her mouth, but Libby couldn't spit it out, so she had to swallow it if she wanted to keep breathing. Some of the acid reached her nose and burned horribly. The screams of the other raped girl were far away compared to the terrible squishing noise that came from the back of her throat every time his tip hammered against it.
And then, finally, he came. Libby had never tasted human cum, but it didn't seem possible that anything could taste worse than this stuff did. And human men surely didn't shoot nearly as much, with nearly as much velocity. The sheer force of it almost made her puke again, but that same force also made puking impossible. Her mouth filled up quickly, to the point where streaks of cum came painfully shooting out of her nose. She had no choice but to swallow if she wanted to breathe. So she did. Once, twice, three times. The filthy goo didn't seem to stop coming. The assault commander was in exctasy and jerked her head around like a toy. Then, finally, it stopped. She couldn't say how much she had been forced to gulp down.
At last, Libby thought with relief, this fucker would remove his dick from her mouth. But he didn't. Instead, he took the back of her head and shoved his prod all the way down Libby's throat again. But this time, he didn't move it. He let it linger there. And linger. And linger.
Her body wanted to move, but couldn't, wanted to puke, but couldn't, wanted to breathe, but couldn't.
Oh, the irony: A lesbian, choked to death by a dick in her mouth.
The world went red. Her head began to feel lighter than air, her chest burned as though a thousand needles were trying to burst out between her breasts. Her view went out of focus, every sound replaced by the incessant pounding of her heart.

She thought of home. The world went black.