It was another day before Dina had gotten used to the acidic sting in her lungs. Whatever fluid they had forced into her during her surgical alteration somehow protected her against the acid and poison. She assumed the same solution had been soaked into her cells to give the same defense.

Somehow knowing that her flesh wouldn’t melt off her bones didn’t make it any easier. The threat of being raped loomed over her, a monstrous fear ready to sink his claws into her body.

Dina shivered and glanced out at the main area of the cell. All three of the aliens were there, humming amongst themselves as they inspected tablets. The conversation had been going on for almost an hour. She saw chemical symbols and displays projected off the tablets for solutions. She didn’t have the knowledge of what they were, only that they looked similar to her own chemistry assignments when she was a teenager.

Her eyes drifted toward Lumme. She hated when the imposing alien visited, an occurrence that happened far more frequently since she was exposed to the poisonous air. She didn’t have a wall between herself and him only, no barrier to slow him down or give her warning that he was going to rape her. Only empty air and the constant fear that her breath would be the last before he tore into her with his cock.

Unwittingly, her eyes slid down. Lumme was naked. His meter-long cock swung between his legs, the quills sticking out in all directions. It was half-hard but that didn’t make it any easier to contemplate with the bristled appearance or the nearly jet-black length that shimmered in the overhead lights.

Her pussy clenched with fear, the muscles along the entire channel responding until she felt it catching in her chest. Her entire body had been prepared for him and the anticipation was brutal. It wasn’t a matter if he raped her but simply when.

Lumme walked around the table.

Dina tensed, terrified it would be the time he grabbed her.

He looked at her and smiled, baring his teeth and giving a low hum.

Harmmon looked frustrated and her quills shook for a moment.

Naam, on the other hand, smiled and returned to his paper.

Lumme picked up another tablet and continued his lap around the table. his eyes never left hers.

Dina felt naked and exposed under his black gaze. The thin shift felt like transparent paper and she could almost imagine his hands reaching out to maul her breasts and hips with his lusts. She blinked and fought the tears, her fear and terror only seemed to make the inhuman cock grow thicker and longer.

She considered running. Ever since the exposure, Naam and Harmmon had left the cell door open. The indicators were no longer needed and the glass appeared to be transparent. There were no other doors leading into the hallway and she was sure she could sprint down when they weren’t looking.

Fear stopped her. She didn’t know if they implanted a bomb inside her when they were reshaping her pussy. They could have a device that fried her brain and locked her muscles. If they did, then any rape and torture they had planned for her now would only be that much worse for her escape attempt.

Instead, she sat on the bench and clutched herself. She didn’t dare pull out the tablet in front of Lumme; she didn’t know if he would take it away from her. She hadn’t looked at it since she saw her husband dying on the screen. The slow motion replays continued to wash over her thoughts, pushing her further into despair knowing that her husband wouldn’t be the one rescuing her.

She sniffed and looked away, praying that Lumme would leave as soon as possible. At least with the dour alien gone, she had some flexibility. Harmmon might even allow her to venture a few steps outside of the cell.

With a start, she shook her head to clear her thoughts. No, Harmmon was just like the others. No… she was slightly different. She was there to help prepare Dina to be raped but there was a tiny amount of compassion in her eyes as she held Dina as she sobbed.

The conversation between the three aliens stopped.

Dina peeked up.

Lumme glanced at her and then headed down the hall, away from her. His large cock swayed back and forth. She wasn’t sure, but it looked like it was larger and thicker. He was horny.

Exhaling, she breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t going to be raped for at least another day.

When Lumme stopped at the end of the hall and looked back, the breath stopped in her throat. Blue eyes scanned over her, lustfully her from even a distance. The look on Lumme’s face sent a shiver of fear coursing along Dina’s body. She could feel something was about to happen, something terrible. Every muscle in her body, from crotch to throat, tightened up in the long seconds that he stared back at her.

Lumme turned back toward her.

“Ki, ki,” whispered Dina under her breath. She knew what he wanted.

She shook her head as the tears began to flow.

Harmmon, not looking down the hall, looked up and there was a look of concern. Her quills stood up straight as she straightened and looked back. A moment later, she held out her hand and started to hum loudly in a pleading tone.

Lumme chuckled and continued closer, stalking her.

Sobbing, Dina shook her head and tried to clutch herself even tighter. Her breasts ground against her thighs and her legs trembled as he approached. She couldn’t take it, she wasn’t ready. She wanted to scream out and kick but she knew that it wouldn’t stop anything so powerful.

Harmmon stood in front of Lumme, holding out her hands while her hums lowered in pitch.

Lumme glanced at her and then casually backhanded her. The impact was palatable as it shook the air. Dina felt it in her chest and then again when Harmmon’s heavy form slammed against the wall and started to slump down.

Naam looked at Lumme and stepped back, grinning wildy.

Dina shook her head. She struggled with the alien words. “Ki, ki. Ki misumanu Mina.”

Her words only seemed to engorge the massive cock. A ripple ran along the length as more quills stood out, giving the entire length a bristling appearance.

Lumme grinned and strode directly into the cell. His thick fingers reached out for her. The short, triangular claws glinted on the overhead lights.

With a scream, she tried to slide along the wall and away from his grip.

The powerful alien slammed his hand down. She managed to avoid him catching her shoulder but he caught her in the gap between two fingers. With a surge of strength, the muscles in his arm bulged. His hand stapled her to the wall with the force of an iron rod, his claws punching into the wall.

Dina let out a cry and tried to fling herself away. She only made it a few millimeters before the pressure pinning her to the wall stopped her. The momentum caused her knee to slip off the bench and she swung out.

She didn’t even fall.

Panicked, she kicked at his chest and hip. Her bare feet bounced off his muscular thighs and she felt the slash of quills cutting into her soles. She cried but kept doing it, her footprints smacking loudly against his body and leaving bloody smears.

She yanked at her body, pulling herself away from the hand pinning against her. Muscles in her arm bulged and began to tear but she couldn’t free herself.

Lumme leaned to the side until he was looking directly at her. His blue eyes bore into her.

Dina shook her head, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Ki.”

"Ho,” he said in a low voice.

His other hand snapped up and grabbed her shoulder. The force of the blow slammed her against the wall, almost breaking bone. Leaning forward, he took a deep breath and hummed words too low and fast.

She shook her head. Up close, she couldn’t avoid smelling his sharp musky scent. It was choking, more so than the poisonous air. There was also the scent of old blood that clung around him.

Desperate, she kicked out. Her bare feet smacked against his chest. With his grip on her shoulder and arm, she found she could kick with both feet. She did, bunching her legs up and slamming into him with all her might.

Even with both feet, she couldn’t even budge his body.

Lumme hummed something and then peeled her off the wall. Pieces of the wall bounced off her back as he easily hefted her off the ground. His grip ground down on her joints, squeezing down until they throbbed with agony.

Away from the wall, she kicked faster.

Her foot caught the side of his cock. The sharp quills tore at her sides, leaving bloody scratches. She tried to kick the other side, but hit his spiked cock again. It was far thicker than she remembered it.

With a choking gasp, she looked down. When she saw his cock, she did a double-take. It was huge compared to her kicking legs on both sides. The quills stuck out with a slight angle back toward his base. A small part of her knew it would be agony to thrust inside her, but the quills would tear her bloody when he pulled out.

Dread and terror flooded through her. She kicked out one more time but instead of flailing, she planted her bloody foot against his chest. As soon as she braced herself, she pushed with all her might, forcing her body away from the cock that killed her friend and was about to rape her.

It started to work. Her muscles strained as she forced herself away slowly, each centimeter away from his cock giving her hope. Her joints and shoulders burned but she forced herself to lever herself more.

The quills on Lumme’s back quivered for a moment. Then he tightened his grip on her. Before she could do anything, he started to shake her violently, knocking her legs off his chest and snapping her head to each side.

Dazed, Dina tried to keep her feet against his chest but it slipped. She couldn’t focus enough to kept her sole planted firmly on it and it kept falling off to land against his cock.

He spun her around, moving fast enough that her legs flung out from the momentum. It only lasted a second before he slammed her against a wall.

The impact drove the air from her lungs. She gaped for air, trying to force her lungs to draw in oxygen.

Just as she managed to breath, he drove his knee up between her legs. The thick, muscular leg forced her legs apart only a moment before his bony kneecap crunched into her crotch, crushing her labia and jerking her body up.

Dina gasped, her eyes bulging out.

Lumme stepped into her, shoving his other leg between her legs and spreading his knees apart.

Her legs, caught on his limbs, were pulled excruciatingly apart. Her hips screamed in agony as she struggled to keep them tight.

A heavy weight smacked against her pubic, sending sharp agonies exploding along her senses as a dozen quills pierced the soft, delicate flesh. A few of them scraped against her hip bone, overwhelming her with sharp agonies.

Lumme chuckled and hummed something.

She could feel his heartbeat through the quills, it was a steady pounding beat that shook her. Every pulse dragged the quills back and forth in her flesh, tearing the holes open wider.

He stared into her eyes, his brilliant blue gaze boring into her.

Dina sobbed, unable to look away. She strained to close her thighs and pull away, but she couldn’t budge the powerful legs that pried her limbs apart nor could she move past the wall that ground into her back. She was helplessly, the only part she could move was her hips and even those were pinned by the quills that stuck into the soft mound above her opening.

"No, no!” she gasped. “Don’t do this.”

Lumme smiled, his teeth sticking out. He drew back his hips, tearing the quills out of her pubis. Blood oozed out from the wounds and she heard it splashing on the ground.

The heavy weight didn’t lift. It slid down, scraping and scratching. The quills dug furrows into her hypersensitive flesh.

She winced with agony and tried to escape again but stopped as the quills dug deeper.

The tip of the cock scraped down the furrow of her pussy and along the surgical scar. She could feel the sharp pains but it was nothing compared to the growing fear and anticipation.

Dina was helpless, completely and utterly unable to stop Lemme from doing whatever he wanted to her. She could see that he knew the same thing, it burned in his eyes and caused his cock to jump with his heartbeats.

Lumme lodged his cock head against her channel. Even the tip was huge, a swollen mass tipped with sharp barbs that pried open her lips and scraped against her insides.

Unwillingly, she glanced down to see the meter-long shaft poised to enter her. He had already pulled back and she could tell he was tensing to drive most of it into her.

Sobbing, she looked up into his eyes. “Please don’t. Please… ki, ki? Ki?”

He smiled wider.

Tears running down her cheeks, she knew he wouldn’t stop. She clenched her body, the muscles of her belly, chest, and thighs tightening. It wouldn’t stop him, it wouldn’t even slow him. The dread choked her, suffocating with the inevitability of her rape.

Lumme chuckled and leaned forward. He breathed deeply.

She could feel his muscles tensing.

Sobbing, she shook her head. Her breath came in deep gasps as every part of her body tingled with terror.

He opened his mouth. "Yes.”

She tried to say something but he suddenly drove his cock into her. Her mouth remained opened as every sense focused on a single thing, her penetration.

It was huge, an immense weight slamming into her pussy. It tore open her lips and stretching them painfully apart before they started to rupture. The ridges and bumps of the quills scraped against her insides, tearing at the delicate flesh as he plunged deeper.

His stroke continued in. The girth of his cock grew thicker and harder, ripping her further apart. The pain of its passage into her pussy and deep into her tunnel was excruciating, a wave of pain as the flared quills dragged along her insides, cutting into her inner flesh. The girth continued to increase, a hardened mass that pried her tight channel painfully apart.

The agony of being impaled by a pole was magnified by the stretch of her stomach and chest from the thickness inside her. Her belly stretched around it, outlining the thick cock.

The quills never stopped scraping her. A thousand tiny needles drew lines against her insides, scraping delicate flesh as he drove his cock deep into her body.

It kept going into her. Quill after quill, ridge after ridge. Like the dildo before, it just felt like it would never end. Every moment felt like her last, a heartbeat before her insides were torn out and she suffered a thankfully messy death.

The pressure and hardness and pain shot up into her, sliding into the tight passage made by their surgery. It continued high into her chest until she felt the quill scraping her insides from behind her ribs.

He bottomed out on her in the first strong, his powerful muscles finished impaling her crotch to throat with a single movement. The slam of his hips against her destroyed pussy was almost too much.

The pain exploded inside her, her insides clenching around the entire length of the cock as she let out a gurgling gasp. The force of his shaft had emptied her lungs and it hurt to try drawing in pressure with the sharp pricks near her critical organs.

Lumme’s hips drive into her harder, scraping her up the wall until she was completely seated inside. He drew his face close to hers and smiled. "Ma vasium muchim gill?”

She didn’t know what to do. She sobbed and tried to move but the heated pressure made it impossible to move but even a centimeter of flesh caused the quills of his cock to pierce into her insides.

Lumme’s blue eyes narrowed. "Ma vasium muchim gill?”

He finished by screwing the cock deeper into her, griding back and forth. The steel-like hardness twisted inside her and the sharp points tore into her insides.

The alien repeated himself a third time.

She didn’t know what to say but it was obvious he needed an answer. "Yes! Ki!”

He grinned and stopped.

Dina panted, her entire body in agony.

"Ki? Lumme gill agar.”

He yanked his hips back and her world exploded into pain. The tight pressure of her pussy and channel wasn’t enough to keep the quills flattened. Instead, a thousand points jammed into her insides and suddenly stood on ends, expanding to double their width as they tore into her insides.

Her eyes bugged out and her breath halted in her voice. She could feel it tear into her, ripping her insides.

His cock plunged out of her. As it exited her bloody hole, it tore out more shreds of her labia and pussy. The stench of blood filled the air as she felt a wall of agony as her insides were tugged and pulled, scraping and ripped.

She was sure she was going to die, she only prayed it would be over soon.

The tall alien only took a second to yank his meter-long cock out of her pussy. The last few quills caught on the shreds of her labia, ripping the flesh from her body in a wet ripping noise.

Dina screamed out, a high-pitched noise that beat against the walls. She tried to kick or do anything but her legs had gone limp. She could hear blood dripping from her body, wet sheets of it splattering on the ground.

Lumme looked down and then inhaled.

Sobbing, Dina followed his gaze. She didn’t want to but a morbid pressure forced her and she prepared herself to see her organs pouring out all over the ground.

To her surprise, there was a puddle of blood on the ground but nothing else. No organs poured out of her body, no stream of crimson and gore sheeting down. It was raining her blood, but it came from the shredded pussy.

From her vantage, she couldn’t see what the barbed cock had done to her entrance but it felt like there were only strips of flesh dangling from between her legs. They were raw and in agony, the curls of skin that did sway into her vision were coated in blood.

Lumme chuckled and looked over. "Harmmon, goo cabbo.”

Harmmon, kneeling on the ground outside of the cell, had her quills down and her red eyes cast. "Fagu mu.”

Lumme laughed. He turned back to Dina. "Goo cabbo. Lumme gill agar.”

He positioned his cock against Dina’s bloody entrance.

Dina shook her head. "No, no.”

"Ho, Lumme gill.” With that, the alien slammed his cock back into her body. It drove deep, scraping and cutting but not piercing the flesh. She felt every point as they scraped against her insides but the realization that she wasn’t going to be disemboweled made the agony even worse. She would suffer but wouldn’t die on his cock.

He leaned into her, his shoulder against hers as he started to a deep, powerful thrusts. His cock slammed in and out of her, punching clear to his base and back again. Her blood lubricated his shaft as the quills sank into her body and then spread out to scrap their way back. Every thrust was an agony, a world of suffering as she was torn open from the inside as he yanked out.

It went on forever, thrust after thrust. He grew harder with every stroke but she didn’t know if he would come or what it would feel like. It seemed like he was enjoying himself, judging from his breathing and his face, but she didn’t think any male could pound so fast and hard and not be on the edge of the orgasm.

He kept slamming into her, completely pulverizing her pussy as his cock violated her body completely. Every time he yanked out and his cock bristled even further, it caused her chest and stomach to swell with the immense girth.

She couldn’t even breathe on her own. The girth and pressure did it for her, forcing the air out of her lungs when he withdrew and sucking them in as he impaled her again.

Dina prayed for death but it wasn’t coming.

She was nothing more than a hole to fuck.

Her cries filled the room and the tears blurred her vision but it didn’t matter anymore. There was nothing she could do, nothing at all. She was just a body to fuck and sleeve for his shaft.

Lumme’s thrusts continued to hammer into her, tearing and scraping. It felt like her insides should have been bloody but whatever they did to strengthen them held. She felt every scrape but it didn’t tear into her.

She couldn’t get used to the pain. His cock seemed to get more prickly with every stroke. Soon, it felt like the quills were all standing on end with every stroke, the points catching and adding to friction.

Lumme grunted and then slammed hard into her, driving her up on the wall. His cock swelled immensely, doubling in width, and the barbs dug into her flesh. It felt like she was impaled by a thousand sharp needles.

He stopped moving completely. His blue eyes rolled into the back of his head. She couldn’t feel anything other than being completely wrapped around his shaft. There was no pulsating only pain.

Time slowed down, stretching out the agonizing pain as he held himself still. Seconds passed into minutes.

A pressure slowly built inside her chest. It wasn’t jetting or pouring into her, just slowly growing until it was squeezing her lungs and making it hard to breath.

Without warning, he ripped his cock out one more time. This time, the quills weren’t bending or flexing. It felt like a wire brush had been torn out of her pussy, shredding her insides as each quill seemed to flick against her bloody opening.

Lumme pulled out completely and dropped her.

She plummeted to the ground and splashed into the puddle of blood underneath her. The pressure remained in her chest, stuck like something caught in her throat. She pawed at her sweat-slicked breasts and ribs but couldn’t reach it.

Lumme’s cock swung between his legs. The quills slowly settled into place. A white foam clung to the tip of his shaft and she could see s strips of her own flesh still clinging to it.

With a grunt, he turned and left. "Harmmon, goo cabbo.”

Dina watched him leave, half afraid he would turn around again.

The cells grew quiet.

When Lumme disappeared, Harmmon crawled into the cell toward Dina.

Tears still burning in her eyes, Dina started to reach between her legs. She had to see the damage.

"Ki, ki. Ki Mina.” Harmmon’s voice was cracked.

Dina pressed her palm against her sex. Sharp agonies tore into her and she felt the shredded opening of her pussy. It came away in her hands, long strips of bloody skin that ripped off with only the lightest of pressure. She lifted up her bloody hand, staring at the remains of her ruined pussy that dangled from her fingertips.

“Mina?”

She couldn’t take it. It was finally too much for her. With a sickening groan, her eyes rolled up in her head and then Dina was falling.