Rise of the Ixili

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Chapter Seven: Hosts

Denise grimly watched as Commander Inga Caryn led her team out of the bridge, leaving her and the ship's pilot, Lieutenant Abby Gram, alone. She had never felt more terrified in all her life, and wished more than ever that she was back home in Washington. She suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped in shock.

“Jeez. Relax girl.” Abby said. “Commander Caryn knows what she's doing, and in the mean time I'll lock-down the Bridge so that only Commander Caryn can open it from the outside. We'll be perfectly safe.”

Denise did her best to smile at Abby as she secured the hatch. “I'm sorry. It's just that I helped design the virus we used to kill those extraterrestrials. There shouldn't have been any survivors, but now theres one running around the ship, and we've lost control over the ship's secondary systems.” Denise let out a stressful sigh and sat down in one of the control stations chairs. “I'm a civilian; I'm not trained for this.”

“You worry about things to much. I'm sure were just having some sort of engineering problem. The alien probably isn't even a threat. You should take my advice and unwind by getting laid.” Abby said with smirk trying to change the subject. “Have you seen the way the guys stare at you now? Your a fox.”

Denise could feel her cheeks turning red in embarrassment. “Please... Those jerks wouldn't give me the time of day when I first got on board, and now all they do is stare at my chest. Besides, I told you I'm still a virgin. I want my first time to be special, and with someone I love.” Denise said standing up and giving an embarrassed smile.

Abby laughed as she moved in front of Denise. “Your such a romantic Denise, but I think it's safe to say you'll have your pick of prince charmings when we get home.”

Denise lowered her head little as if trying to hide. “Well it's all thanks to you. You were so kind to me, while everyone else more or less ignored me.” Denise said bashfully looking up at Abby's smiling face, and without fully thinking it through she brought herself forward and placed her lips against Abby's. Denise closed her eyes and for a brief moment enjoyed the soft moist feel of her only friend's lips pressed against hers and then felt those lips sharply pull away.

Denise opened her eyes and saw that Abby had taken several steps back, and had an awkward expression on her face. A long moment passed by and neither women said anything before Abby silently faced away from Denise and sat down at her helm station. Once again Denise felt a sense of fear overcome her at the thought of having ruined her only friendship on board the FarStar.

What felt like an eternity had passed when Denise suddenly heard a loud boom and a brief moment of vibration. “Oh god! What was that?” She said quickly making her way beside Abby, who's hands were dancing across the helm console.

“I'm not sure...” Abby paused for a moment as reports popped on and off her screen. “Everything seems fine. All the primary systems are up and running, no hull breaches, and were still locked on coarse for Earth.”

Denise breathed a sigh of relief, and then worriedly looked back over to Abby. “What about the others?”

Abby shook her head. “Theres no way for me to know with the internal sensors down.”

Another long moment of uncomfortable silence passed and Denise hopelessly sat back down, praying the others would return with some good news. The dead silence was suddenly filled with a low hissing sound and both Denise and Abby snapped around to face the sound. The small square hatch that led to the ships maintenance tunnels slowly opened and Denise held her breath as a mass of leathery looking tentacles snaked their way out of the small opening until a large sphere shaped mass that the tentacles were attached to squeezed through. The orb of flesh raised itself high into the air, standing on three tentacles, as the rest of the tentacles eerily waved around in the air.

Denise didn't know what to say or do. A part of her told her to scream and run, and another part of her told her reach for the pulse pistol attached to her hip, but she did neither. In a state of pure panic and terror Denise closed her eyes and blacked out.

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Ixil had felt uncertain about leaving Gloria behind in the Fold Core Room, specially since he had successfully impregnated her with an Ixili larvae, but the larvae would take several long months to fully grow and develop inside of a human female due to their fragile wombs. Ixil knew he couldn't afford to let the other crew members have that much time to come up with a plan, and decided that taking control of the ships bridge had to be his next goal.

As he confidently entered the center of the bridge and sensed Denise Mayburn fall unconscious before him, hitting her head hard against the ground as she fell, he tried expanding his senses to find the rest of the crew, but only sensed the ship's pilot, Abby Gram, standing near the front of the bridge with her pulse pistol pointed at him. If Ixil could have smiled he would have as he quickly flicked the pistol out of Abby's hands and entangled her in tentacles before she could do anything else.

Abby was much stronger than she appeared as she struggled against his tentacles, and memories from Mike Craven came back to him of one particular day where Mike had been watching Abby working out in the gym. She had been wearing a sports bra to restrain her D cup breasts and a small pair of gym shorts, which left her perfectly chiseled abs revealed, glistening with sweat. Ixil could feel his desire for pleasure rising from the memories, and had to restrain himself

He knew Abby was much stronger willed than Gloria, but he still wanted to try and manipulate her into giving herself willing to him as he had with Gloria. He gently placed a small tentacle against the woman's forehead and began probing the woman's mind searching for weaknesses or vulnerable memories, but found that Abby's mind, like her body, was much stronger than the others he had encountered. He knew he could force himself into her memories, but doing so would cause serious damage to her mind.

“What... what are you doing? Get out of my mind you monster!” Abby yelled as Ixil felt her flail against his tentacles. He tried conveying calming feeling but found that her mind was completely rejecting the feelings and instead was making her more agitated. Ixil was sure that if he spent enough time with her that he would be able to wear down her mental barriers without causing any harm to her consciousness, but he simply didn't have the time.

In a final attempt to change Abby's mind, Ixil began showing her the same images and feelings that he had first shown Gloria of the Illix and the horror they felt being killed off, but he could feel Abby's mind fighting the images off. “Good! I'm glad we killed off your kind!” Abby yelled in response to the images. Ixil was now sure that unlike Gloria's mind, Abby was completely closed off to the idea of feeling compassion or sympathy for such an alien species, and Ixil found he couldn't get far enough into her psyche to alter the way she thought without completely destroying her mind.

Frustrated with the stubborn woman, Ixil slid several small tentacles underneath her clothing and quickly tore and ripped the uniforms to shreds, exposing her muscular yet still feminine naked body. Abby immediately began screaming and cursing at him as he sensed feelings of terror and shock sweep through her. He slammed her high against one of the walls which was enough of a blow to shut her up but not cause any serious harm. He contemplated for a moment how he would be able to impregnate a woman that was unwilling and not have to stay with her to ensure the larvae's safe birth.

The solution came to him quickly thanks to his expanding intelligence and he began altering the tentacles holding her to become a thick, sticky material that bonded to her flesh and the wall behind her. He continued sacrificing more of his own mass into the bonding material until all that was left uncovered of Abby was her face, breasts, stomach, and vagina.

Ixil moved back and prodded the bonding material, testing it to ensure it was strong enough to hold Lilly in place without her breaking free. The outside of the material was soft and covered in a gooey residue that was extremely sticky, but past the soft outer layer the material became as solid as any of the humans metals. Abby was firmly bonded to the wall with her legs spread wide open, perfectly positioned for birthing. If the women wouldn't be willing partners to ensure the survival of his species he decided he would simply use them as hosts to quickly breed Ixili.

Ixil began running feeler tentacles along Abby's body, paying special attention to her breasts. Both Lilly and Gloria, the only two women he had taken so far, were both petite women with small breasts, but according to the knowledge he had absorbed, Abby was a large D cup. A part of himself felt fascinated by these large protrusions of fatty tissue and mammary glands, and he realized it had to have been a part of the two male human psyche's that he had partially absorbed. Whatever the reason was, Ixil loved how soft her breasts were and how easily they gave way to his tentacles as they squeezed and snaked around the large globes.

“Keep your disgusting fucking tentacles off me!” Abby spat out, clearly not enjoying the sensation of her breasts being rubbed, but Ixil noticed that her nipples had become erect despite the fact that she was repulsed, and this gave Ixil an idea.

He raised two small feeler tentacles in front of Abby's breasts and at the ends formed small openings. He placed the openings against her erect nipples and started a strong force of suction from the openings. Abby immediately let out a sharp wail of pain as the tentacles sucked in her teats, forcing the opening of the tentacles that were to small to expand out to make room for her buds. Abby violently shook her torso from side to side, as much as Ixil's bindings would allow her, trying to escape the pain, but the suction of his tentacles was far to strong and they stayed firmly latched on as her breasts shook around. Amused by the response Ixil began slowly expanding the tentacles opening to take in more and more of her nipple until it had encompassed all of her nipple and surrounding areola.

“Stop!... Please stop!...” Abby screamed out, as Ixil felt her mind now desperate for the pain to stop. “I take it back!... I'm sorry!... I'm sorry we killed your people!”

To little, to late, Ixil thought to himself and began to form his large seeder tentacle without letting up on the suction of her nipples. He rubbed the tip of the seeder tentacle against the soft fleshy lips of Abby's dry pussy, but it seemed she was in so much pain that she didn't even notice. Ixil stopped the tentacles suction and released her nipples, causing Abby to let out a moan of relief. Her nipples were now red and swollen, and her teats were erected even further out than they were before.

Ixil once again pressed his seeder tentacle against her pussy, and now her eyes grew wide. “Please don't...” She said quietly pleading. Ixil then slid the tips of four small feeler tentacles into Abby's vagina, causing her to gasp, and then began spreading her womanhood wider and wider until he was able to squeeze the large blunt tip of the seeder tentacle into the opening of her vaginal canal and withdrew the four feeler tentacles.. By this point Abby had streams of tears racing down her face, and was taking sharp deep breaths to try and manage the pain. “It's to big... please... take it out...” Abby cried.

In response Ixil flicked the tip of one of his tentacles across one of Abby's swollen nipple's causing her to cry out in pain, and then ruthlessly drove the tentacle all the way into her. Ixil sensed the walls of her vaginal canal tear and begin to bleed as the tip of the tentacle slammed into her cervix, bruising it, and causing Abby to once again let out a shrill scream of pain. Deciding to ignore the minor damage he was causing Ixil began to violently pump his seeder tentacle in and out of Abby's bleeding womanhood for several long minutes as he satisfied his desire for pleasure.

He released no lubricants as he had before, and instead enjoyed the rough burning friction along his tentacle as he raped Abby's pussy, until he felt himself shudder in his equivalent of an orgasm. The seeder tentacle immediately secreted a large amount of lubricant and aggressively shoved itself against her cervix, as the smaller implanting tentacle shot from one of the openings in the seeder tentacle into the tiny opening of her cervix and made its way into her uterus. Instead of one, Ixil pumped four larvae into the woman's womb, and quickly used the hair thin tentacle to implant the larvae with genetic information to grow into Ixili quickly. The four larvae would be fully grown in a matter of days instead of months, which Ixil was sure would cause massive internal damage to the woman, killing her shortly after giving birth.

“Oh god... What have you done?” Abby deliriously asked as Ixil sensed that she could feel the four larvae Ixili squirming around inside of her womb, and then a moment later she passed out from all the pain and fatigue she had underwent.

Ixil then turned his attention to the still unconscious woman laying on the ground. He knew little about Denise other than both Mike Craven and Jerry Stein had desired to have sex with her, and now he could feel that desire in himself. He placed a tentacle against her forehead and began probing her mind.

The combination of the shock of seeing him, and the blow to her head had done an effective job of knocking Denise out, and Ixil found that her unconscious mind offered little resistance to him. As gently as he could Ixil pulled what information about the ship and Earth that he could from her mind and then moved on to probe her memories. She had been teased most of her life about being fat and had grown up with next to no friends. Despite this she had proven herself to be extremely intelligent and talented which was how she had earned a position abroad the FarStar, but Ixil found no memories of her being intimate with anyone. She did however have an abundance of fantasies, involving many different men, in many different situations.

Bored with the woman's mind Ixil began to carefully and slowly pull her trousers off of her. Fascinated with the thought that Denise was a virgin Ixil gently spread her now naked legs, and used two small tentacles to spread the lips of her pussy. There he found the skin of her hymen blocking the entrance to her womanhood. It was something that wasn't in either of Mike's or Jerry's memories of having really seen before, and Ixil very lightly ran the tip of a feeler tentacle across the thin layer of skin, feeling pleasure at the thought that he would be first and only one to enter her womanhood.

Ixil sensed Denise slowly beginning to wake up and he quickly lifted her up into the air by her legs, letting her hang upside down. Denise immediately began screaming and trying to break free from Ixil's grasp. Then suddenly Ixil's mind was filled with Denise's memories of helping develop the virus that had killed all the Illix, and any thoughts of trying to make Denise a willing host was swept from his mind.

He quickly snaked a few tentacles into her shirt and tore it off of her body, and was amused as Denise attempted to cover her huge breasts with her arms. Taking advantage of her breasts being squeezed together Ixil slid a feeler tentacle down between them, enjoying the softness that enveloped the tentacle, and pushed it through the other side toward her face, diving the tip of the tentacle into her wet mouth.

Ixil shivered with pleasure and began releasing lubricant into her mouth as Denise let go of her breasts and grabbed onto the tentacle invading her mouth, trying to pull it out. Ixil instantly wrapped several tentacles under and all the way around her DDD mounds, lifting and squeezing them so her nipples were more pronounced, and then brought up his sucker tentacles to her large nipples. He delightfully took her nubile teats into the small openings and began suckling them with an unbearable amount of force.

She now screamed and attempted to rip the sucker tentacles off her breasts, which allowed Ixil to drive the tentacle in her mouth past the back of her mouth down into her throat and began thrusting in and out of her. He could sense Denise's mind slipping into a pure state of terror, and beginning to loose grip on what was happening to her, becoming convinced that this was a nightmare.

Ixil immediately stopped what he was doing, pulled the tentacle from her mouth and released her breasts from the sucker tentacles. He wanted her to be aware of what he was about to do to her and began to relay soothing emotions to her until she calmed down.

“Oh god... Please let me go...” She began to plead after coming back to her senses. Ixil then restrained her arms and brought his seeder tentacle in front of her face and ran it between her large breasts, down her stomach, and then positioned it against her virgin pussy, leaving behind a thick trail of clear secretion along her torso. “No... Please not like this...” Denise whimpered.

Ixil flooded her mind with some of her own fantasies that he had pulled from her earlier, mixing them with the image she had first seen of Ixil standing tall above her, and the dream of meeting a prince charming she would spend the rest of her life with. Denise began to cry and shake her head from side to side.

“No... Your not my prince charming...” Denise said desperately as Ixil began to slowly push his seeder tentacle against her pussy, spreading her lips, and just beginning to push against and stretch her hymen. “Not like this...” She said continuing to shake her head from side to side.

The entrance of her pussy was smaller than any of the other women Ixil had been with, but thanks to the slick ooze he was secreting he could feel her vagina slowly opening up to him until her hymen finally tore open and the head of his seeder tentacle had broken into her womanhood. “NOT LIKE THIS!” Denise screamed out in pain and terror, as Ixil continued to flood her mind with thoughts that he was her prince charming.

Now satisfied with the knowledge that he had taken her virginity, Ixil slammed his seeder tentacle the rest of the way into her tight pussy, not even giving her vaginal walls a chance to stretch out. He then flipped Denise so that she was no longer hanging upside down, but instead was held up in the air by the thick tentacle penetrating her pussy. He savored the moment as Denise sat there helplessly trying to squirm off of the shaft, before wrapping a tentacle around her waist and beginning to raise and lower her onto his seeder tentacle.

After several long minutes of the rape, Denise's screams finely grew silent, and she went limp as her breasts bounced around each time she was thrusted onto Ixil's tentacle. Unsatisfied Ixil positioned a large tentacle at the entrance to her ass and violently shoved it in, which quickly brought Denise out of her stupor. She screamed louder than ever as Ixil pushed more and more of the tentacle up her ass and into her bowls. The added pleasure he felt from the feeler tentacle exploring Denise's ass, along with her screams, was finely enough to cause Ixil to orgasm, and just as he had with Abby, he implanted four Ixili larvae into Denise's womb as he orgasmed.

In one final act of torment Ixil flooded Denise's mind with her own fantasies of having children and raising a family, and mixed in images of young Ixili being born. Denise let out a long wail and began to cry even harder than she had been as Ixil placed her against the wall next Abby, and sacrificed more of his own mass to bind her just like he had with Abby.

- - - Crew Status Update - - -

Crew of the ESA FarStar (Earth Space Alliance)

01 Captain – Commander Inga Caryn: 32DD-24-36. Alive.

02 XO – Lt. Commander Mike Craven: Deceased.

03 Communications – PFC Derek West: Deceased.

04 Chief Engineer – Chief Mark Cale: Alive.

05 Assist Engineer – Corporal Alice Carrow: 32C-22-32. Alive, Injured.

06 Chief Helm Officer - 1st Lt. Abby Gram: 32D-22-34. Alive, Impregnated.

07 Assist Helm Officer - 2nd Lt. Shingo Yagami: Deceased.

08 Chief Medical Officer – Sergeant Lilly Mercer: 32B-20-33. Deceased.

09 Assist Medical Officer – Private Veronica White: 32DD- 23-34. Alive.

10 Chief Science Officer – Lt. Commander Jerry Stein: Deceased.

11 Assist Science Officer - 2nd Lt. Gloria Jolan: 32B-19-33. Alive, Impregnated.

12 Civilian Scientist – Denise Mayburn: 34DDD-25-36. Alive, Impregnated.


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