Chapter 8: Waterfall

An unfamiliar noise tore Dina from her nightmare-fueled dreams. With horrors still flashing through her head, she tried to identify the source but all she could discern was a loud hissing noise. With a groan, she tried to sit up but a soft heavy pressure prevented her from sitting up.

“No,” Melodi said with a low murmur. “You aren’t allowed to leave me.” The blonde wrapped her arms tighter around Dina’s waist before she rested her head back on the crux of Dina’s hip.

Peering around, Dina saw that the wall between the cell and the central area was transparent. The alert indicators for the poisonous atmosphere had moved to the side, no doubt because nothing had changed since she had been thrown into the cell.

Beyond the shield was Harmmon, the female alien. Her hulking form was hunched over in one of the stools, her face in profile to Dina. She had an angular face. Her orange eyes matched the color of her quills as they scanned over papers in the alien’s hands.

Crud in the corner of Dina’s eyes blurred her vision. She tugged her hand out from underneath Melodi’s large breast. Her skin felt disgusting, it had been over a day since she had a shower and she still smelled of pussy and sweat and stasis fluid. She frowned at the scent but still use her hand to rub the dried tears from the corners of her eyes. Her effort only spread the gritty feeling until she used a corner of her wrist to wipe her vision clear.

When she finished, she peeked back at Harmmon. “I wonder what’s she doing. She looks peaceful.”

“This isn’t good news. She’s working.” Melodi had her chin on Dina’s hip and was looking out past the glass. There was a faint frown across her brow and she looked upset. Her bare legs stretched out along the bench of the cell and muscles twitched.

“Harmmon? That’s her name, right? If she’s studying, she isn’t going to hurt us, right? That’s good.”

Melodi sighed and closed her eyes for a long moment. Her body tensed, her buttocks flexing and her breasts grinding against Dina’s thigh. She buried her face against Dina’s thigh. Her hot breath tickled Dina.

“No, this isn’t good,” said Melodi with a muffled voice. She clutched Dina tightly.

“Melodi?”

“She’s working on you.”

Dina froze, an icy pressure squeezing down on her. “W-What?”

“That’s what she’s doing here, she’s a surgeon. She’s planning on how to cut you open and rip out your organs.” Melodi spoke in a low, broken voice. “She’s going to turn you into a rape toy for those monsters. You probably won’t survive it either.”

Looking away, Dina’s tears run down her cheeks. She ran her hands on Melodi’s shoulder, switching to trailing her fingers along the curves of her neck. She wanted to run away screaming but the horrified words echoed in her head.

“Once she’s done, then Naam gets a chance. He’s… he’s…” Tears splashed on Dina’s hip. “He’s going to shove that spiked cock into you again and again, ramming into you as those fucking spikes rip out your insides. You’ll feel him driving into you… so hard and cruel.”

Melodi choked on a sob. “Naam is much smaller Lumme. He’s the test subject, the sample.”

“Melodi….” Dina couldn’t stop crying. “Please, don’t.”

The blonde rubbed her tear-streaked face on Dina’s leg. “I-I’m sorry. It hurt so much.” She rested her cheek on Dina’s leg and shuddered. “I can’t take it again, I can’t take….”

Sniffing, Dina spread her fingers along Melodi’s shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

“No,” Melodi lifted herself. “No, no, not him.”

Dina followed Melodi’s gaze. When she saw the towering alien coming down the hallway, the breath caught in her chest. Lumme was massive compared to the other aliens. His pitch-black quills were spread out behind him in a halo of darkness. Dina’s eyes trailed down, a cold shivering coursing along her body, before her gaze focused on his cock.

It was almost impossible to miss. Over a meter long, the thick club had hundreds of quills sticking out. They were bent slightly back, the tips curved back toward his hardness.

“Oh, god,” whispered Dina.

The sight of Lumme terrified and disgusted her. Her inner muscles cleaned in her fear. Fresh tears threatened to roll down her cheeks. She couldn’t look away from it as her mind helpfully offered nightmares of how anything so sharp or long would feel inside her pussy. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and tried to look away again but failed.

“Fuck,” sobbed Melodi.

Harmmon looked up from her notes. Immediately, her quills spread out as she stood up. She hummed loud enough to shake the glass. With one hand, she gestured toward the hallway behind Lumme with short, violently waves.

Lumme scratched the side of his head. His lower jaw stuck out in their strange smile. He gestured to the cells before reaching down and grabbing his cock with his left hand. The large grip easily crushed the quills against the shaft.

He pumped his hand forward, levering his inhuman shaft up. The quills in front of his four fingers fanned out before being angled forward. The movement folded the spines against his shaft. He reached almost a half meter before dragging his fist back, crushing the spikes easily.

It was terrifying watching the quills fanning out before being crushed. Every time one bounced back, Dina’s inner muscles clenched in horror. She could too easily imagine one of them piercing her skin, slicing through too-sensitive flesh and tearing her open.

Hot tears ran down her cheeks.

Harmmon’s own quills shook violently as she slammed her fist on the table. She hummed loudly and repeated her gesture for Lumme to leave. She looked furious, judging from the spread-out quills, the darkness on her face, and the way she crumpled papers with her other hand.

Lumme, on the other hand, didn’t seem concerned. He continued to pump his cock with his other hand while peering at the cells. The other glass doors were initially opaque but grew transparent as he looked at each one. Lumme peered into each one, inspecting the cowering women inside as he continued to pump his shaft.

When his gaze scraped over Dina, she shuddered in fear and revulsion. She covered her breast with one arm as she clutched Melodi tightly.

Melodi whimpered and pushed herself up, pressing her naked body tight against Dina as she did. She was cowering as much as Dina. “H-He’s coming for me. I know it, he’s going to kill me.”

She drew her knees up to Dina. Her entire body shook as she gripped Dina tightly, the pressure hurt as did Melodi’s nails against her skin.

Dina sobbed, her tears streaming down her face.

Lumme’s focus passed out.

Letting out her breath in a sob. “L-Look. He’s not going to pick you. It’s going to be—” The words froze in her throat. Even if Lumme didn’t rape her or Melodi, it was just a matter of time. The suffering, the agony, the fear would still happen, it was only a matter of how much torture they went through before dying on his killing cock.

A wail rose up in Dina’s throat, her entire body shook with the effort to stop it from ripping out.

Lumme stepped out of sight toward one of the cells.

Melodi buried her face against Dina’s shoulder. Her cheeks were soaked and the hot tears added to Dina’s. She whispered against Dina’s skin, the sound transmitting through her body more than being heard. “He’s going to pick me. I know it. That fucker is going to kill me.”

“N-No—” Dina choked on the words.

Lumme stepped back in front of her cell. He grinned, sharp teeth sticking out. Without hesitating, he slapped the control on the cell and the glass shield slid away with a whisper of sound.

Warning lights and sirens punched the silence, blaring loudly.

Dina inhaled sharply in surprise. She clamped her free hand over her mouth but some of the stinging air had already flooded her mouth and prickled along her throat. The searing sensation spread across her face and seeped into her eye. Her body’s attempt to clear her vision with tears did nothing but blur her vision.

Her fingers weren’t enough to prevent the sharp pains that spread across her body and invaded her nostrils and ears. Even her pussy and ass weren’t spared from the agony that rapidly spread across her.

Lumme reached in and shoved his hand between Dina and Melodi. His claws scored Dina’s breast. He pried them apart and tossed Dina to the side.

When she hit the wall, Dina lost her grip on her face. Her aching lungs drew in more of the poisonous air while she crumpled to the ground. She sobbed at the pain, shaking as she tried to cover her mouth and nose to keep her safe.

Still embracing the blonde, Dina let out a shriek of surprise as she was also pulled from the bench. Her bare knees struck the ground hard and she slumped forward. Without realizing it, she inhaled the sharp agony of the poisoned air and felt her lungs burn.

If she had her wits, she would have forced herself to breathe deeply and end her suffering. Her hand clamped tighter against her face, fingernails digging into the side of her head. Her entire body shook with the effort to breathe in and to prevent the agony from continuing.

There was a flash of orange as Harmmon raced in front of her cell. Her quills were standing straight out in a bush of brilliance. Looking directly at Dina, she slapped the controls for the cell.

The door slammed shut and the atmosphere began to purge.

The agony continued to spread over Dina’s body, consuming her senses as the acidic air ravaged her skin. She sobbed into her palm, the muted sounds weren’t capable of drowning out Melodi’s high-pitched screams that pierced the shield.

After agonizing seconds, the air had been completely replaced. The flashing red lights turned green before fading out of view. The stars across Dina’s vision took longer to slide away.

Dina, her cries wracking her body, managed to force her hand away from her mouth. Her sobs echoed against the wall, beating against her hearing as she drew in one icy breath after the other. Her wits cleared with every breath but along with it came a dread magnified by the screams that filtered through the wall.

By the time she could see again, she couldn’t help but look through the glass wall into the cell. When she saw Melodi on Harmmon’s table, papers sailing in all directions, her heart almost stopped. She thought Lumme would have taken her to the other room like before, but he apparently didn’t want to wait to rape her.

Melodi’s legs and arms flailed in all directions. She managed to kick Lumme in the chest repeatedly, but the impacts shook her body more than budge him even a millimeter.

The dark alien grabbed one of her legs, just below the ankle, and then slammed it down against the table.

Melodi screamed, her entire body arching off the table. When she slumped back, her leg wasn’t moving.

Lumme grabbed her other thigh and pried it open. His dark body was between them, but Dina saw flashes of Melodi’s pussy and surgical scars between the swaying cock that obscured her vision. With the quills stick out in all directions, it looked larger than Melodi’s abdomen much less the pink line of her sex.

The black-quilled alien reached out and wrapped his four thick fingers around his cock. The spikes didn’t seem to bother him as he crushed them down along the thick member and then angled it up.

Dina let out a choked cry.

Melodi’s scream was far, far louder. It beat against the walls and pierced the glass shield into Dina’s cell. It was the sound of a cat being tortured and a woman about to know her fate.

It only rose as Lumme planted the spiked head of his shaft against her pussy. Every muscle in Melodi’s body tensed as she tried to pull herself away. Her back arched with her effort to grab the far side of the table. Her one moving leg flexed and twisted but Lumme’s grip kept it pinned tightly in place.

Dina cringed. She couldn’t help but imagine herself in the same position. The idea of having sharp spikes pressed against her labia sent waves of sympathetic agony coursing through her body. She sobbed louder and the tears dripped off her hand and down her arm.

Lumme jammed the head of his cock into the opening. The spikes fanned out and then bent back as he drove his shaft into Melodi.

The blonde’s screams became a high-pitched wail of agony. She continued to paw at the table, thrashing violently as she tried to escape. Her good leg flexed against Lumme’s claws; it looked like she was trying to push herself off his shaft but he responded by shoving forward even further.

Every quill that disappeared inside Melodi’s pussy sent a flicker of agony through Dina’s. She sobbed and cried as she watched centimeter after centimeter disappearing into Melodi. It seemed to go on forever and Dina could only sob as he continued to bury more of it into her friend.

Then Lumme stopped.

Dina’s inner muscles clenched as she stared at the shaft. It was easily as wide as her fist, stretching Melodi’s opening obscenely apart. Her labia was a white ring except were a few droplets of blood were welling out from the scratches from hundreds of spikes.

Melodi cried out, but her body wasn’t moving as much. From Dina’s vantage point, her stomach looked swollen and her ribs were forced out. Melodi’s breasts were thrust high into the air, tipped with hard nipples that shook with every pant.

Dina flexed her inner muscles, unable to tear away from the horror that was about to begin.

Lumme grabbed Melodi by the hips. His immense hands easily circled around her as he clamped down.

He started to pull out.

At first, nothing happened.

Melodi’s screams renewed. She clutched her belly as it swelled underneath her grip. It was the spikes on Lumme’s shaft, they were reversing themselves as a hundred sharp points pierced her from the inside.

Lumme continued to pull out. Blood welled out of Melodi’s sex. With a surge of power, he yanked a few centimeters out. A sheet of crimson liquid poured out as he yanked half a meter of his cock from Melodi’s body.

The screams that rose were horrifying, the sound of someone being gutted from the inside.

Lumme didn’t seem to notice. He pulled almost completely out of her, sending blood flying everywhere, and then rammed them back in. Dina could only watch in horror as the spikes reversed themselves, ripping through Melodi’s labia and inner thighs before disappearing into her body.

The alien drove deeper, almost his entire length.

Melodi’s terrified sounds cut off with a wet gurgle as he buried himself to the base inside her.

Without pausing, Lumme yanked his shaft out, forcing her body to swell as a thousand spikes stood up and cut into her insides before being yanked out. More blood sheeted out of her body, it came in thick gouts of crimson, a flood of life that soaked the table and poured to the floor in a macabre waterfall.

Dina shook violently, her stomach twisting with agony as she tried to look away. She couldn’t. Instead, she crawled over to the glass and pounded on it, trying to interrupt Lumme or find some way of stopping him. She couldn’t see Melodi executed that way, not to see her friend die while being eviscerated from the inside.

Her futile attempts did nothing to stop Lumme as he drove in and out of Melodi, pumping his shaft deep into her body before ripping it out in a shower of blood. It coated everything: the desk, the walls, the floor. Even splatters struck the cell door, obscuring the sight of her friend being brutally murdered.

Melodi’s leg thumped against the table and was still.

Dina slid to the ground. Crying out, she begged Lumme to stop. She knew it was too late but she still needed to try. She gave the glass a few more pounds before crumbling. She was speaking, begging, but couldn’t understand her own words.

Something tall loomed over her. It was Lumme. His blood cock thumped against the glass and left a red smear against it. There was hatred and anger in his blue eyes, a contempt that left Dina shaking.

Tears pouring down her face, Dina backed away from the glass.

Harmmon rushed over and pushed Lumme away. She hummed loudly at him.

Lumme shrugged and turned around. He left a river of blood behind him as he strolled down the hallway and out of view.

Dina watched him until he was gone. Then she lifted her tear-filled gaze to Harmmon who stood at the glass of her cell.

The alien had her hand pressed against the glass, her four claws spread. Her orange eyes were lidded, half-closed as she panted. Her quills were flat against her back, almost a cloak. She looked sad, as much as any alien could. Harmmon turned away and her shoulders slumped. As she stepped away, she kept her hand pressed to the glass as long as she could. One by one, the thick claws scraped against the glass before she pulled away.

When Dina saw Harmmon heading over to Melodi, it was too much. With sobs wracking her body, she flung herself onto the bench of her cell and buried her head in Melodi’s discarded shift. Crying out, she bunched it over her head and prayed that the world would end.

It took a long time for oblivion to yank her into sleep.