Dark Futures

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The following story contains explicit content and should not be read by minors. This story contains non-consensual sex and other acts of violence, which I DO NOT CONDONE in any form or manor. This story including all characters and plot-lines is of my own creation and my literary property, and is not to be used in any form or manor by others. All reviews and constructive criticism are appreciated. Thank you, and please enjoy.

Chapter Six

Founder grimaced in annoyance as he heard one of his personal guards call for him through the walls of his thick fleshy outer body. They knew better to disturb him when he was in his shell, so he knew that it was probably important, but even still he didn't move to check. He was nearly done nursing the newest addition to his collection of women as she gave birth for the first time.

Anja was far from the most attractive woman he had taken into his folds but she had given him a lot of pleasure over the months. From raping her and breaking her of her devotion to Purity, to having her beg to be penetrated in the most obscene of ways. Even now, while in the middle of giving birth, Anja was letting out lustful moans between her laborious breaths as Founder ran several mucous coated tentacles over her large, swollen stomach and small breasts.

“I can feel it! It's coming!” Anja cried out with a mixture of pain and pleasure as Founder could feel her arms and legs writhing, incased inside his blubbery walls.

Founder eagerly watched as the lips of her pussy spread apart and a creature easily larger than the size of her own head struggled to squirm out from between her legs. What had begun as moans of pleasure quickly turned into deafening screams of pain as her pussy was stretched to its limits until the infant mutate cleared her canal and fell to the fleshy floor beneath her.

Founder eyed the thing closely and let out a guttural groan of disappointment. The creature had a small almost human head connected directly to a maggot like body with the beginnings of two clear wings growing from its back. He immediately wrapped a tentacle around its head and crushed the life from it.

“My baby!” Anja screamed in despair.

“Was a disgusting insectoid.” Founder said coldly as he brought his face to Anja's. “I am not in the habit of raising such detestable creatures, or housing breeders that are predisposed to birthing them.”

“F...forgive me, Founder. I will do better next time.” Anja said, now reeling away in fear of being punished.

“Next time?” Founder snorted. “There will be no next time. I'm done with you.” Disgusted with the woman he moved his head away from her as she cried out to him not to abandon her. He brought his head to the wall he had heard his guard calling for him and squeezed through a small orifice like opening in his flesh.

As he emerged through the wall of flesh he immediately saw one of his most loyal four armed guard's, Slag, and beside him was what would have been a beautiful woman if it weren't for the fact that she was filthy and clearly on the verge of death from dehydration.

“Why are you troubling me over some desert rat?” Founder asked Slag as he brought a tentacle out to inspect the naked woman, but was quickly taken off guard when the woman unexpectedly grabbed his tentacle with a supernatural amount of speed and strength. Her grip was so strong that he couldn't help but wince in pain.

“Apologies. Woman not woman. Demanded audience.” Slag grunted out as he shifted uneasily away from the woman.

Founder blocked the pain from his mind and moved his head closer to the woman, realizing that there had to be a mutate in control of her body. He took in two strong inhales through his nostrils, immediately detecting an all to familiar patterns in her pheromones. “You reek of Aristocracy genetic breeding.” Founder said before momentarily turning his head to Slag. “Leave us.”

He turned back toward the woman and took in another strong whiff. “Aristocracy and something more.” He said cautiously moving his head several feet into the air away from the woman. “Come friend, no need for hostilities.” He said wiggling his tentacle that was firmly in the woman's grasp. A long moment passed by before the woman finely released his tentacle, and Founder gratefully pulled it back into his body.

“I require a new body.” The woman said coldly.

Founder snorted in amusement. “Well you don't appear to have much in the way of trade, my friend, but for an Aristocracy henchman I am always open to bargaining for services rendered...” Founder was about to offer the mutate a job he needed doing, but before he had the chance to speak again the woman was suddenly airborne. In the blink of an eye she had leaped from the ground and was headed straight for his face.

Founder's entire body rumbled and dozens of tentacles bursted from openings in his body toward the woman. They lashed all around her, but Founder watched incredulously as what should have been nothing more than a frail female husk deflected, dodged, and used the tentacles as spring boards to move closer to his head. Then before he knew it the woman had an arm wrapped around the thick tentacle that was basically his neck, and was cutting off his ability to breath.

“Listen closely you giant slug.” The woman began to say, her face next to his. “Your talking to an Aristocrat. So when I demand something from you, you will grovel at my feet and thank me for the opportunity to fulfill my every desire. Now this body is hours away from dying of dehydration, but as you can see I'm still more than capable of using it to tear your disgusting little head off. So you can provide me with a new body of your choosing or I can go into your dead carcass and take one. Which would you prefer?”

“The former.” Founder struggled to gasp out as he lowered his head to ground level.

The Aristocrat didn't say anything further but Founder felt him loosen the woman's arm from around his neck as her feet touched the ground, but didn't release his head entirely. He manipulated the innards of his body, and moments later Anja was brought out of his body kicking and screaming before being dropped to the ground in front of the Aristocrat.

“She's been somewhat brainwashed, but she used to be a Purifier and should prove to be a strong host.” Founder explained quickly, hoping the Aristocrat wasn't going to be picky and force him to give up one of his more attractive breeders.

“She'll do fine.” The Aristocrat said as Founder felt his neck released and immediately reeled away, catching his breath.

Anja quickly got to her feet and attempted to run back toward him, but before she could take a second step the Aristocrat backhanded her across the side of her head and she was knocked to the ground face down. An instant later the Aristocrat was on top of her, mounting her from behind, and Founder watched as a large flesh colored penis emerged out of the pussy of the host woman. All along the rim of the head of phallus were tiny, thin flipper like protrusions, and at the tip of each of those flippers was a tiny hole. Amazingly each flipper was frantically wiggling back and forth like they were trying to get a hold of something.

Then the Aristocrat slowly drove the host woman's hips forward and the phallus penetrated Anja's gaping pussy.

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Anja's head was throbbing and she could suddenly feel the weight of the strange woman that had hit her on top of her back. She couldn't understand what was going on. Founder had promised her eternal bliss and pleasure if she gave herself to him entirely and she had done just that. She had forsaken Purity and all her old beliefs, and in turn Founder had showed her pleasures that she had never believed her body was capable of experiencing, but now he was abandoning her because she had given birth to an abomination, just as Purity's teaching had said she would.

Just as she began to realize she had made a terrible mistake in abandoning her faith in Purity for Founders false love she felt something pressing against the entrance to her womanhood, and an instant later was penetrated by something warm and moving. It felt similar to one of Founder's penises but there was also a strange sensation of tiny finger like wiggling inside her canal pulling whatever it was deeper into her.

“No!” Anja screamed, despite the fact that the invasion actually felt somewhat good. She struggled to push the strange woman off of her and get to her feet, but the woman was far to strong, and it didn't take long before she felt the thing forcing its way into her, strongly pressing against her cervix.

Then Anja heard a strange splosh sound come from the woman on top of her, followed by a wet sensation spilling onto her ass and legs, and half a second later the strange woman was screaming at the top of her lungs. Anja tried to push the woman off once again and was surprised how easily she gave way, but as she got to her feet realized her womanhood was still very full.

She looked down in horror to see roughly four inches of a pink fleshy shaft hanging out of her womanhood, which didn't count the length that was inside her, and attached to the end of the shaft was a bulbous brain-like looking mass the size of a large fist. All around the mass was what looked like thousands of long red hair thin strands moving around of there own accord.

Anja let out a terrible shriek and immediately tried to reach down and kill the thing hanging between her legs, but each time she moved her hands near it the strands growing out of the mass would twine together to form sharp spikes that made it impossible to grab it without impaling her hand. As if in response to her attack the wiggling inside her vagina grew stronger and she could suddenly feel something else beginning to move around, squirm into her cervix and begin to pull it open.

“Purity's mercy, no! No, get out of me!” Anja screamed as she desperately flailed around trying to dislodge the creature from her womanhood. Her sister had told her tales of mutates that inhabited women's bodies, and the last things she wanted was to have some monster living inside of her, but despite her efforts she could feel the thing intrude further into her cervix to the point where it was almost as painful as it had been when she was giving birth.

Anja began to cry and once again futilely attempted to grab the brain-like mass as the pain inside of her grew more intense with each inch of the shaft that disappeared into her womanhood. She could feel the finger like wiggling making its way through her cervical canal and when she felt the wiggling cease she knew that the mutate had penetrated all the way into her womb. Finely the entirety of the shaft had disappeared inside of her, and the brain-like mass was now against the spread lips of her womanhood.

She prayed that the creature would go no further, but as a large number of the strands began prying open her entrance wider than it already was she became morbidly aware of what was about to happen. As her lips were spread wide enough the mutate began pulling itself inside of her.

“P..please stop.” She pleaded as the pain of the invasion grew to intense for her to stay on her feet and she fell onto her back with her legs spread wide open.

Soon the whole mass had squeezed inside of her and she could feel the shaft of the monster worming around inside of her womb. As the mass painfully made its way further up her vaginal canal she knew there was absolutely no stopping it now, and as she felt the mass reaching her cervix all she could think of, besides the pain, was how full she felt.

She briefly found herself yearning to be back home with her sister before an explosion of pain shot through her, and she felt like she was giving birth in reverse as the large fist sized mass squeezed past her cervix and filled her womb. For an instance she thought it was over, but she could feel a lot squirming taking place inside of her, and just as before she could feel her abused cervix spreading as the head of the monsters shaft began to push out of her.

Anja winced in pain, but after giving birth earlier and then taking in the whole of the brain-like mass, the creature's shaft was hardly painful at all. She felt the same finger like wiggling from before but this time it seemed to be making its way out of her as it exited her cervix and squirmed down her vaginal canal, but then stopped just short of her entrance.

She waited for a long moment expecting the creature to find some new way of defiling her, but it remained still and she came to realize that this must be how the creature stayed normally. The large mass inside of a woman's womb with a majority of its shaft, which she realized was probably little more than it's penis, laying in wait inside the vaginal canal. She wanted to scream, and take a knife to her stomach, but found she was to exhausted to even pick herself up off the ground.

Then she began to feel more movement inside her womb which soon turned into a strange tingling sensation inside of her. Then the tingling turned into pain. Like thousands of tiny needles stabbing through her stomach. Her back arched upward and she began convulsing in pain as the piercings slowly made it's way through every part of her body.

Her stomach, legs, feet, back, chest, breasts, arms, hands, neck, and finely her face. The pain was all encompassing and more terrible than anything she had ever experienced before. She could swear it was even making it's way into some of her bones. Then as the piercings slowly stopped she became aware of what almost felt a second set of veins pulsing inside of her.

Then there was more pain accompanied by strange sensations spreading throughout her whole body. The new pulsing inside her grew tremendously stronger and she could feel her body changing. Muscles she hadn't used in months began rapidly developing, and at the same time she could feel a draining and shifting sensation in her cheeks and stomach. She looked down to see the fat around her waist that she had packed on while pregnant ever so slowly shrinking away, her skin tightening, and her abdominal muscles developing.

As she brought her hands to her face and found her cheeks slimmer than usual she realized that the creature was changing her whole body. It wasn't as painful as the piercing sensations had been, but as certain parts of her body developed and morph unnaturally fast it was painful enough to cause her to cry out at times. Especially as she felt bones shift and make small popping sounds as they rearranged and realigned themselves ever so slightly.

She rolled around in agony for almost an hour straight while she felt small changes made to her nose, cheek bones, jaw, and chin, and watched her whole body grow slimmer, and more streamlined. All except for her breasts, which grew just slightly and became firmer and more pert. They were still small in comparison to her sister but compared to being almost completely flat chested it was a big change.

Then the piercing sensations returned. This time shooting all through her spine and then finely into her brain, which was more than she bear, and finely blacked out.

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Ivan was exhausted as he slowly opened his eyes, but as he ran his hands over his new lean and shapely body he felt a great sense of accomplishment. He had almost forgotten what a rush it could be to alter a woman's body himself instead of relying on genetic engineering and birthing vats.

He was the Aristocracies greatest geneticist, and had been responsible for creating their best female stocks. From love slaves with heightened sexual aptitude, to female cattle engineered to taste like chicken for the cannibal Aristocrats, to their most prized possessions the Breeder Princess's. He even had designed his own host bodies, preferring to walk around inside the cozy wombs of sleek and sexy women, but as a result he had gone decades without using the natural abilities he had been born with to take an overall ugly woman and mold her into something hot and desirable. Not to mention strong and fast beyond their own natural capacity.

Ivan slowly got to his feet, adjusting to feel of the new body, and saw Founder staring at him slack jawed. He wondered if the disgusting blob had watched the whole transformation process and he found himself curious as to what it must have looked like, but immediately reminded himself why he had left the comfort of the White City, and led him here.

“I have some questions for you.” Ivan said sternly, adjusting to the sound of his new voice.

“You made her beautiful...” Founder said incredulously.

Ivan frowned, reminded what life was like out here, living with the scraps of female survivors. Beautiful women were a rare commodity out here, and Ivan didn't want Founder getting any funny ideas.

He pushed his penis out of his hosts pussy, letting it stand forward and erect for Founder to see. “Do I need to fuck your face to get your attention, slug?” Ivan asked seethingly.

Founder immediately reeled back. “No. No. I apologize, my friend. Please, I would be happy to answer your queries.”

“I'm tracking one of my lovely little pets that's run away from home. Perhaps you've heard something about an escaped Breeder Princess?” Ivan questioned.

“Breeder Princess?” Founder remarked hesitantly. “Escaped? No. I've heard nothing of the sort.”

Ivan's brow furrowed angrily. “Now listen here. Along with all these appealing changes,” He gestured to his female hosts body. “I can also enhance the senses. Allowing me to easily track someone, and I've been tracking my lost pet for months now.”

Ivan paused to take a few steps closer to Founder. “Now I've lost her trail, but I have noticed her scent has distinctly mixed with a mutates. A mutate that's trail has led me straight to you.” Ivan took in a deep breath and clenched his fists. “Now I've already slaughtered all of the Reds trying to get answers, and so help me I'll find the answers I'm looking for even if I have to get them using violence.”

Founder's expression grew stern. “No need to be so cross my friend. I know the mutate your questing for. He goes by the name Rok, but I haven't the slightest where he dwells.”

Ivan menacingly took another step closer to Founder.

“However!” Founder quickly began. “Anja, the woman your inhabiting may well have the answers you seek.”

Ivan thought quickly for a moment. “This Rok sold you this woman?”

“It is as you say my friend.” Founder said with a begrudging smile.

Ivan grimaced. He had hijacked her brain, but it didn't mean he had access to all her thoughts and memories. The brain's of the women he took control of were little more than tools to enhance his control over their bodies, and the most he had ever been able to pull out of their minds were scattered and fragmented memories. Still it was worth a try.

He dug the barbs of his veins further into her brain and as he opened himself to her thoughts he could practically hear Anja screaming in her own mind.

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