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","writing":"Private Calhoun stared wide eyed at the Necrosian structure, the huge tube leading into the catacombs of the moon. Despite being several stories tall this is not what got the Dienonychus's attention, rather it was the strange apparatus at eye level on the closed door of the structure.\n\nIt looked like an orange, veined eye, minus a pupil. Aside from that there were no other controls for the doorway to be seen.\n\nCalhoun shouldered his plasma carbine and, lifting a clawed hand pressed on the eye apparatus.\n\nThe instant he made contact the eye grew red, as if inflaming. While a deep, guttural growl emanated from the panel.\n\nCalhoun retracted his hand quickly, somewhat taken aback by the machines reaction to him. Then again ``machine'' seemed a little off describing this thing. It seemed partially biological.\n\nCome to think of it, this whole structure had a bio-mechanical vibe to it. A tube surrounded by ribs, all made from a metal that, even though it was partially covered in rust still seemed very intact. \n\nThe Necrosains certainly had bizarre taste in styling, other than that little was known about them. Calhoun was currently running on the assumption that the Dinosaurian base set up to the east was mainly for research. \n\nWhen he had arrived at the Necrosain structure the scattered DIA equipment and more wrecked vehicles supported this theory. In fact the only vehicle that seemed to be intact was a hover rig a few yards from the entrance of the structure. This particular hover rig was basically a small laboratory on a grav-lev engine. DIA field scientists loved to use them for research.\n\nClimbing inside Calhoun looked around, along with all the scientific equipment and samples there was also an active terminal. Whoever last used it must have left in a hurry as it was still logged in. Perhaps he could find something useful. \n\nThe fungus jungle was certainly a strange place. Taleir kept her eyes and ears open but the vixen was still in awe at the huge mushrooms. They stood taller than most of the trees from her homeland, and the faint blue glow they gave seemed so otherworldy, yet familiar all at once.\n\nTaleir was not going to take the DIA made roadway to the structure; she knew the Raptor she had followed would likely be taking this route. Instead the clever vixen decided to trek through the jungle, a few yards from the road but still following it to her intended destination. \n\nShe knew this tactic had its risks though. For one at least on the moss covered road she would theoretically be safer from any of the jungles inhabitants. Though so far though all she had seen were those leathery winged insects. They looked a bit like fat, overgrown moths with long, tapering tails. They would hiss at her when she got close before fluttering off, usually before they had been eating morsels of dead animals.\n\nAt least Taleir didn't have much trouble navigating the jungle. Her lithe vulpine body could squeeze through the lush purple vegetation. Sure her cloak would snag on things sometimes, and she was still a little sore between the legs from her encounter with that worm in the swamp. But she was adept and she knew she was far more versatile than she looked.\n\nTaleir looked up as sky started to dim, above the canopy of giant mushroom caps she could see as the sun drifted behind the gas giant Necros 3 orbited. She kept walking, watching the sky, realizing this moon world would basically get a complete eclipse almost every day of its existence.\n\nThis momentary distraction was about to teach Taleir a valuable lesson, on Necros 3 always keeping your eyes on the land before you.\n\nTaleir stumbled into a small clearing; tripping over vines she landed paws first, dropping her daggers. \n\nBy now she had of course snapped out of deep thought, she looked forwards to see a single violet mushroom surrounded by the thin roots she had just fallen onto.\n\nAs she got up on her knees she felt her paws stick to the vines. The vines themselves were thin and ropey, and covered in fine, sticky fibers.\n\nThen she felt them move, she felt them slither over her legs and up her arms. Both entwining and sticking to her limbs.\n\nTaleir began to panic and struggle against the vines, getting back on her footpaws she tried pulling the vines on her arms off. Not only did this prove almost impossible but also painful, as they pulled strands of fur off with them. \n\nShe realized though these vines were not actually being forceful with her; they seemed more like a snare of sorts. To trap her and keep her in place near the violet mushroom, and she was about to figure out why.\n\nTaleir now saw a thicker vine, tipped with a bud, slithering towards her from the violet mushroom. She watched, curious as it reared before her like a cobra, only to get a cloud of spore in her face.\n\nTaleir coughed and sneezed as the pink cloud of dusty spores entered her nose and mouth. The shock of it was enough to get her back into another frenzy.\n\nHowever seconds after her renewed panic ebbed away to something else. Her head felt cloudy, her heart rate increased, and she felt as moisture began to build between her legs.\n\nThe young vixen felt as if she had just entered heat. A bit worse actually, the feeling in her slit was incomprehensible as her paws slipped between her moist lips with a moan.\n\nDeep in her clouded mind she knew she still needed to escape whatever this thing had planned for her, but in her drugged state that part of her mind was buried under great lust and perverse feelings.\n\nShe worked her fingers as best she could, but she could not reach a much needed climax. Even in her delirium she knew something was wrong. She had masturbated more than a few times before, and it never took this long or this much effort for her to climax. \n\nEven though the feelings of self pleasuring in her loins felt maximized by the aphrodisiac she had unwillingly been given, it was as if her body just refused to cum. \n\nNow in a fetal position, still pitifully trying to get some relief the vixen looked back at the violet mushroom. An idea dawned on her. \n\nThe mushroom apparently had the same idea, as the budded tentacle wrapped around her waist and hoisted her up above the mushroom. She spread her legs, knowing exactly what her fungal captor intended to do with her.\n\n``Shlup!''\n\nIn one deft drop she felt as she was penetrated by the mushroom, its pointed cap, covered in its own secretions slipped into her wet pussy with ease.\n\nHer spine arching, mouth wordlessly agape, she felt as the smooth mushroom top stretched her out. The vine holding her lifted her up again. She felt the top slide slid back out towards her entrance, only stopping before it could exit completely, the head being an effective stopper.\n\nAgain the fungus thrust her down on its member, and again Taleir moaned in pleasure as she finally felt she was getting some relief. Something was different though.\n\nThe cap no longer felt all that smooth on the second thrust. It felt bumpy, not to mention a little bigger. Taleir did notice this, though only by the fact that it pleasured her more. The feeling of those bumps running and pulling against her tunnel walls sent sparks of pleasure up her spine.\n\nAfter the second thrust downwards the vine lifted her up once more. Now apparently confident that it had loosened her enough the fungus proceeded to fuck her, thrusting her up and down.\n\n``Oh, oh, oh, oh..........''\n\nThe vixen was finally getting what she wanted, enough pleasure to counter her drugged lust. All the while that mushroom cap seemed to grow ever so slightly.\n\nAfter what must have been maybe ten minutes (though it felt much longer) the mushroom cap had nearly doubled in size. What's more its lumpy exterior was leaking a sticky sap, which only sent more pleasure through the vixen.\n\n``Oooooohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna, I'm gonna...............''\n\nKnowing instinctively what was about to happen, the fungus forced Taleir down on its cap one last time. This last thrust finally forced her over the edge as the vixen threw back her head in a mind numbing orgasm.\n\nTaleir felt as a jet of fluid shot into her tunnel, filling her vagina and overflowing into her womb. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever as her belly began to distend with blue, glowing sap. All while that big, sticky cap kept it all from leaking.\n\nFinally her orgasm was over and the young vixen was left to enjoy the afterglow. She felt as the vine holding her lowered her gently to the ground, laying her on her back. She felt as that vine began to whither, she felt as the once sticky tendrils that had snared her fell off her body with no resistance.\n\nCatching her breath, getting over her drug induced heat she looked at her belly. Now well rounded and glowing blue, she couldn't even see her nethers, though she still felt the mushroom cap lodged firmly in her pussy.\n\nSitting up, the fluids in her belly sloshing about, she looked at the now withered mushroom stalk leading into her vixenhood. Grabbing it in her paws she tugged with all her might.\n\n``SNAP!''\n\nTaleir almost fell back, still holding the stalk, slightly leaking at the point where its cap was previously attached. She blushed as she looked down between her legs. Spreading her nether lips she could see the mushroom cap lodged there, its size and sticky secretions keeping it in her tunnel. It had plugged her pussy.\n\nTaleir bore down on her belly, trying to force the fluids out. It was futile, the plug was not going anywhere anytime soon and neither was the fluid in her belly.\n\nFinding her daggers Taleir got to her feet and left the patch, leaving her now dead impregnator behind. She still had an objective ahead of her after all. \n\nTraversing the rest of the fungus jungle was made extra hard by her bloated belly and added weight, though Taleirs pride and determination kept her going. New thoughts filled the vixens head along the way.\n\nShe realized that, for that fungus she had run into, mating appeared to be a life terminating process. It had succumbed to its fate directly after it had pumped her full of fluids. \n\nA thought entered her mind; she had helped this thing procreate. She had helped in its final mission of life. Looking back she remembered her encounter with the giant tentacled worm in the swamp, how she had maimed it and aborted its young. Perhaps, in a way, this was her chance at some kind of redemption to the inhabitants of Necros 3.\n\nThough, another thought came into her mind. Had the thing actually knocked her up to begin with? Looking down at her belly it still seemed as plump as before. Nothing had really changed, but she knew after this mission she needed to see a doctor or healer, someone who might be able to give her some answers. \n\nRight now though her priority was to get that mysterious artifact and get home safely. Seeing some light through the vegetation ahead she suddenly reached a clearing. \n\nThe jungle just seemed to end there. She could see that the DIA had probably cleared the area, based on the giant mushroom stumps lying about. It was a perfect example of DIA efficiency and brutality. Conquer, clear, harvest, strip mine, or simply pave it all over. \n\nBefore her stood a huge tube shaped structure. She brought out the parchment she was given and looked through it. She saw what looked like an illustration of the building ahead of her, and a word similar to the vulpine word for ``door'' or ``entrance.''\n\nLooking around as seeing herself alone she began her trek through the clear-cut. Not as much a challenge as the fungus jungle, but still a rough trek. She navigated about massive, square shaped ruts in the ground. Standing back for a better look she could see these were tread marks. HUGE tread marks to be exact. She knew the DIA had great taste in brutish weapons and machinery. She remembered how she had hit behind that Prowler APC back at the Dinosaurian base on her home planet. \n\nBut these treads, you could park several of the APC's in each of these ruts! Whatever had made these by the looks of it was long gone though, as she could see some red and purple hued ferns growing about. \n\nRubbing her distended belly, Taleir continued on her way to the doorway.\n\n``Well this was a huge waste of my fucking time...............''\n\nCalhoun thought as he finished reviewing the remaining files on the terminal. Whoever had previously used it had pretty much wiped it clean.\n\nHe had gotten a few tidbits of information though. Apparently the Nercosain structure was built in a way that causing damage to it could cause a complete structural failure. That took one of Calhoun's options away, which would be using explosives to enter. Having the whole entrance cave in on itself would be pretty counter-productive after all.\n\nThe only other bit of information he could find was that the door would only open if the eye-like control panel next to it was activated, and that it seemed to have some kind of biometrics similar to those used by the DIA, only this time for the Necrosians.\n\nFantastic, now if only Calhoun could get a living member of this seemingly extinct race here to help him. At least he assumed the Necrosians were extinct. He'd never seen one, nor had he ever heard of a living Necrosian in any briefings or documents of any sort. \n\nThen again the DIA hierarchy was no stranger to classified data. He may very well been kept in the dark on that.\n\nNo, he dismissed that idea. He would have to have been fully informed on this mission, wouldn't he?\n\nAnother idea entered his mind; Firebase Gamma had a pretty large laboratory. It seemed like a safe bet the DIA must have gathered something from their recon of the planet that could help him, maybe some biological remains of the Necrosians.\n\nPicking up his helmet and putting it back on Calhoun decided on his next course of action, the Firebase labs were bound to have what he needed. Sensing he was finished the terminal began its sleep sequence with a single sentence.\n\n``Goodbye, Doctor Lema.''\n\nCalhoun didn't think much of this for all but a second and then it hit him. Doctor Lema was here? The Camptosaurus scientist who had briefed him alongside General Rictor? He didn't really know why but something seemed really off about that.\n\nThe audio sensors on his helmet picked up the fine sound of footprints outside. His helmet cycled through its vision spectrum until he could see movement outside, something small moving in the direction of the entrance to the catacombs.\n\nTaleir stood in awe at the huge building before her. It certainly looked like the illustration on her parchment, but the word etched above the eye-like panel on the side further drove the point home, ``Entrance.''\n\nOr at the least something like that, the language was similar to ancient Vulpine, only much more archaic.\n\n``Okay, so I found it, now how do I get in?''\n\nCalhoun slunk up as quietly as he could behind his unwary prey. He had holstered his plasma carbine on his back, now he was stretching his clawed hands in anticipation. Shooting an enemy was one thing, but any self respecting DIA raptor loved a close quarters kill given the chance. \n\nOnly a few meters away now and he looked down at her distended belly. Was this vixen seriously pregnant? It wasn't usually like pregnant mammals to fight. That wasn't the only thing though; all of a sudden it felt this whole thing felt wrong.\n\nAll of a sudden his mind was split in two, one his training that said destroy this creature on site, the other more sympathetic side telling him otherwise. Killing a mammal was one thing, but an expecting mammal? Sure given half the chance a mammal would commit ovicide on a clutch of Dinosaurian eggs, but was he no better at that point?\n\nTaleir stood on her tip toes as she reached up to the panel on the wall. She wasn't even sure what to do, though as she made contact with the eye panel both she and her stalker were in for a surprise.\n\nMaking an almost organic sound the panel activated, and the huge doorway began to open with an uncomfortable sound.\n\nCalhoun stood upright mouth half open in disbelief, casting his shadow over the vixen.\n\nThe sudden loss of light was enough to bring Taleir back to reality as she turned around to see her unwilling chauffeur in full DIA battle gear. Caught completely by surprise she screamed at the top of her lungs.\n\nNot even thinking Calhoun pounced forward and, in that one leap landed directly on top of the vixen. He expected more screaming but instead heard a wet ``POP'' and got a face full of purple liquid.\n\nTaleir felt as the Dienonychus pounced on top of her. The force of the impact on her belly seemed too much for the plug in her pussy as it popped out, releasing a torrent of purple, glowing slime on her attacker.\n\nAdrenaline pumping through her veins she took off with haste, not even knowing that her attacker was momentarily stunned. Taleir just ran, not even thinking at this point. She ran through the clear cut, leaping into and climbing out of the huge tread marks. Finally reaching the fungus jungle she leapt through the foliage, her now flat belly and sudden weight loss making this task a lot easier.\n\nCalhoun removed his helmet and looked around, only to find he was alone again. Wiping the purple slime off his helmet he was at a loss as to what the hell just happened. He only knew now that the vixen was at probably not pregnant, so there was that. Never mind the crafty fox had gotten away, he already had what he needed. The huge lid-like door was open. \n\nBringing out his plasma carbine and putting his helmet back on he began the trek down. The place definitely had an organic, sort of macabre style to it. It looked kind of the like the inside of a trachea, a sort of ribbed tunnel.\n\nAnother thought entered his mind, why was this tunnel so big? Dinosaurian structures were usually pretty big of course but it was pretty obvious why, since many Dinosaurian citizens were big. Were the Necrosians the same way?\n\nAfter what seemed like a solid few minutes Calhoun finally seemed to reach the bottom, only to find another door, and another control panel like the one outside.\n\n``Fuck.............................''\n\nAt this point he thought he might as well start looking for a plasma drill, which would no doubt cut through the huge door with ease, but as he ascended to the exit he decided otherwise. The last thing he needed was to risk the whole thing coming down on top of him.\n\nOnce he was out in the open he activated the communications on his wrist utility.\n\n``Markus, do you read.''\n\nThe robots voice came through just as well as before, ``Yes Private Calhoun, what can I help you with?''\n\n``I need you to check Firebase Gamma's laboratory, see if you can find any biological matter of the Necrosians. Anything will do.''\n\n``Sir, I've already investigated the labs, they have been cleared of any material, both physical and digital.''\n\n``Damn,'' Calhoun said, was anything going to go his way today?\n\n``Again my deepest apologies sir,'' the robot said in his welcoming voice. ``Though I do have some good news.''\n\nCalhoun could use some good news at this point, ``Go on Markus.''\n\n``I've gotten base security systems back online. Auto turrets are back online, and the hard-light barrier is back up as well.''\n\n``Nicely done Markus,'' Calhoun said, finally cheering up, ``Is that all?''\n\n``I've also done a quick survey of the vehicle depot, whoever left did so in a hurry it seems.''\n\n``Alright then,'' Calhoun said while looking at the setting sun, ``I'm gonna start heading back to the base soon, before it gets too dark. I'm guessing this is one of those planets one doesn't want to be outdoors at night.''\n\n``Certainly sir, would you like me to send the shredder in the vehicle depot to clear the road for you? It won't take long.''\n\nLooking around Calhoun shrugged, ``I've got some time, if you'd be so kind.''\n\nTaleir panting collapsed to her knees, how long had she even been running by now? In her adrenaline induced haste it felt like half an hour. Though it was probably more like five or ten minutes, either way she was exhausted.\n\nShe took out the small canteen from her belt and took a quick swig. She knew better than to guzzle it all down of course, she knew she had to be conservative with her water, at least until she found a source of running freshwater to refill.\n\nLooking down only now did Taleir realize her belly was flat again, and that her pussy was not plugged anymore with that damn mushroom cap. \n\nShe did feel a little bit sore, though obviously not enough to want to stop. Feeling her stomach growl though she realized she had another problem, she had forgotten to pack food.\n\nTaleir knew she was considered a professional by many, but she could still be forgetful. This had happened at least once before, she'll be so anxious to complete a quest she'd forget to pack something to feed herself.\n\nShe had seen some weird fruits growing in the jungle earlier, though she had no idea if they were edible. She thought back to the meat in the DIA rations, while made from some alien creature the Dinosaurians farmed it was certainly edible, not to mention it didn't taste half bad.\n\nTaleir didn't want to go back on that shuttle though, not with that robot. The base though, it probably had plenty of rations leftover.\n\nShe decided she'd search the abandoned base for food. Though this time she'd take the road, it may be a little overgrown but she didn't want to have another run-in with more Necrosain wildlife, not to mention it'd be a bit quicker than a hike through that jungle again. \n\nThe roadway was definitely easier to traverse than the jungle, that was for sure. By now it was nightfall, the sun had set and Taleir wasn't sure when it would rise again. At the very least she wasn't in complete darkness. The roadway was lit, and bioluminescent glow of the giant mushrooms helped. \n\nGood thing too, Taleir didn't want to have another run in with one of those mushrooms so it could try to knock her up again. The roadway was crossed with vines and creepers, and she made sure to watch her step.\n\nHer hunger kept her going; she needed to get back to the base. She felt her stomach growl. She could've sworn it growled so load the ground shuck.\n\nTaleir stopped as she realized the ground was shacking. Or at least the road was. It was kind of like when railroad tracks would shack and vibrate........\n\nTo an oncoming train. Taleir's looked ahead and squinted to the bright lights getting closer, along with an awful sound of grinding and snapping.\n\nHer ears flattened and pupils dilated, her mind practically went into autopilot as she took off in the opposite direction of this new menace.\n\nShe took a quick glance behind her, only to see foliage being shredded and devoured by huge, metal blades, above them blinding beams of light and the clattering sounds of caterpillar tracks.\n\nDeep in her mind Taleir already knew she could not outrun this thing. Inch by inch she could hear and feel as it gained on her. She knew if she just kept sprinting straight forward it'd catch up to her. She'd be pulled into its maw and diced into thousands of fine pieces.\n\nFeeling a metal blade nick a tuft of fur off the end of her tail the vixen's mind made itself up for her. She dove straight off the side of road and into the jungle brush. \n\nShe then remembered another one of the most important rules of her trade, always look before you leap. She tumbled head over tail down the side of a hill. The soft, mossy ground did cushion her tumble, but also made it impossible to stop herself.\n\nThen all of a sudden she felt the ground end and she was in freefall. Cool air filled her ears as she opened her eyes to a canopy of dark red trees rushing up below her.\n\nTaleir had only a second to scream as she crashed through the top layer of soft, rubbery leaves. In that second she was convinced that this was the end. That she would die on the planet, far away from home. Her eyes shut tight and her ears down she didn't notice the loud buzz heading towards her.\n\nA sudden jolt brought her back to reality as six bony, clawed legs grabbed her mid-fall. She heard that buzzing sound now directly above her and felt the sensation of cool air fanning against her back.\n\nBefore she could look up though she felt a sharp sting on her left rear cheek, she yelped and felt as numbness began to spread from her ass up her spine and down her legs.\n\nA powerful drowsiness washed over her, her entire body numb to the point she couldn't wiggle her toes. Her eyelids felt heavier and heavier with every passing second. Until at last darkness overcame her. \n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n \n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Private Calhoun stared wide eyed at the Necrosian structure, the huge tube leading into the catacombs of the moon. Despite being several stories tall this is not what got the Dienonychus's attention, rather it was the strange apparatus at eye level on the closed door of the structure.
It looked like an orange, veined eye, minus a pupil. Aside from that there were no other controls for the doorway to be seen.
Calhoun shouldered his plasma carbine and, lifting a clawed hand pressed on the eye apparatus.
The instant he made contact the eye grew red, as if inflaming. While a deep, guttural growl emanated from the panel.
Calhoun retracted his hand quickly, somewhat taken aback by the machines reaction to him. Then again ``machine'' seemed a little off describing this thing. It seemed partially biological.
Come to think of it, this whole structure had a bio-mechanical vibe to it. A tube surrounded by ribs, all made from a metal that, even though it was partially covered in rust still seemed very intact.
The Necrosains certainly had bizarre taste in styling, other than that little was known about them. Calhoun was currently running on the assumption that the Dinosaurian base set up to the east was mainly for research.
When he had arrived at the Necrosain structure the scattered DIA equipment and more wrecked vehicles supported this theory. In fact the only vehicle that seemed to be intact was a hover rig a few yards from the entrance of the structure. This particular hover rig was basically a small laboratory on a grav-lev engine. DIA field scientists loved to use them for research.
Climbing inside Calhoun looked around, along with all the scientific equipment and samples there was also an active terminal. Whoever last used it must have left in a hurry as it was still logged in. Perhaps he could find something useful.
The fungus jungle was certainly a strange place. Taleir kept her eyes and ears open but the vixen was still in awe at the huge mushrooms. They stood taller than most of the trees from her homeland, and the faint blue glow they gave seemed so otherworldy, yet familiar all at once.
Taleir was not going to take the DIA made roadway to the structure; she knew the Raptor she had followed would likely be taking this route. Instead the clever vixen decided to trek through the jungle, a few yards from the road but still following it to her intended destination.
She knew this tactic had its risks though. For one at least on the moss covered road she would theoretically be safer from any of the jungles inhabitants. Though so far though all she had seen were those leathery winged insects. They looked a bit like fat, overgrown moths with long, tapering tails. They would hiss at her when she got close before fluttering off, usually before they had been eating morsels of dead animals.
At least Taleir didn't have much trouble navigating the jungle. Her lithe vulpine body could squeeze through the lush purple vegetation. Sure her cloak would snag on things sometimes, and she was still a little sore between the legs from her encounter with that worm in the swamp. But she was adept and she knew she was far more versatile than she looked.
Taleir looked up as sky started to dim, above the canopy of giant mushroom caps she could see as the sun drifted behind the gas giant Necros 3 orbited. She kept walking, watching the sky, realizing this moon world would basically get a complete eclipse almost every day of its existence.
This momentary distraction was about to teach Taleir a valuable lesson, on Necros 3 always keeping your eyes on the land before you.
Taleir stumbled into a small clearing; tripping over vines she landed paws first, dropping her daggers.
By now she had of course snapped out of deep thought, she looked forwards to see a single violet mushroom surrounded by the thin roots she had just fallen onto.
As she got up on her knees she felt her paws stick to the vines. The vines themselves were thin and ropey, and covered in fine, sticky fibers.
Then she felt them move, she felt them slither over her legs and up her arms. Both entwining and sticking to her limbs.
Taleir began to panic and struggle against the vines, getting back on her footpaws she tried pulling the vines on her arms off. Not only did this prove almost impossible but also painful, as they pulled strands of fur off with them.
She realized though these vines were not actually being forceful with her; they seemed more like a snare of sorts. To trap her and keep her in place near the violet mushroom, and she was about to figure out why.
Taleir now saw a thicker vine, tipped with a bud, slithering towards her from the violet mushroom. She watched, curious as it reared before her like a cobra, only to get a cloud of spore in her face.
Taleir coughed and sneezed as the pink cloud of dusty spores entered her nose and mouth. The shock of it was enough to get her back into another frenzy.
However seconds after her renewed panic ebbed away to something else. Her head felt cloudy, her heart rate increased, and she felt as moisture began to build between her legs.
The young vixen felt as if she had just entered heat. A bit worse actually, the feeling in her slit was incomprehensible as her paws slipped between her moist lips with a moan.
Deep in her clouded mind she knew she still needed to escape whatever this thing had planned for her, but in her drugged state that part of her mind was buried under great lust and perverse feelings.
She worked her fingers as best she could, but she could not reach a much needed climax. Even in her delirium she knew something was wrong. She had masturbated more than a few times before, and it never took this long or this much effort for her to climax.
Even though the feelings of self pleasuring in her loins felt maximized by the aphrodisiac she had unwillingly been given, it was as if her body just refused to cum.
Now in a fetal position, still pitifully trying to get some relief the vixen looked back at the violet mushroom. An idea dawned on her.
The mushroom apparently had the same idea, as the budded tentacle wrapped around her waist and hoisted her up above the mushroom. She spread her legs, knowing exactly what her fungal captor intended to do with her.
``Shlup!''
In one deft drop she felt as she was penetrated by the mushroom, its pointed cap, covered in its own secretions slipped into her wet pussy with ease.
Her spine arching, mouth wordlessly agape, she felt as the smooth mushroom top stretched her out. The vine holding her lifted her up again. She felt the top slide slid back out towards her entrance, only stopping before it could exit completely, the head being an effective stopper.
Again the fungus thrust her down on its member, and again Taleir moaned in pleasure as she finally felt she was getting some relief. Something was different though.
The cap no longer felt all that smooth on the second thrust. It felt bumpy, not to mention a little bigger. Taleir did notice this, though only by the fact that it pleasured her more. The feeling of those bumps running and pulling against her tunnel walls sent sparks of pleasure up her spine.
After the second thrust downwards the vine lifted her up once more. Now apparently confident that it had loosened her enough the fungus proceeded to fuck her, thrusting her up and down.
``Oh, oh, oh, oh..........''
The vixen was finally getting what she wanted, enough pleasure to counter her drugged lust. All the while that mushroom cap seemed to grow ever so slightly.
After what must have been maybe ten minutes (though it felt much longer) the mushroom cap had nearly doubled in size. What's more its lumpy exterior was leaking a sticky sap, which only sent more pleasure through the vixen.
``Oooooohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna, I'm gonna...............''
Knowing instinctively what was about to happen, the fungus forced Taleir down on its cap one last time. This last thrust finally forced her over the edge as the vixen threw back her head in a mind numbing orgasm.
Taleir felt as a jet of fluid shot into her tunnel, filling her vagina and overflowing into her womb. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever as her belly began to distend with blue, glowing sap. All while that big, sticky cap kept it all from leaking.
Finally her orgasm was over and the young vixen was left to enjoy the afterglow. She felt as the vine holding her lowered her gently to the ground, laying her on her back. She felt as that vine began to whither, she felt as the once sticky tendrils that had snared her fell off her body with no resistance.
Catching her breath, getting over her drug induced heat she looked at her belly. Now well rounded and glowing blue, she couldn't even see her nethers, though she still felt the mushroom cap lodged firmly in her pussy.
Sitting up, the fluids in her belly sloshing about, she looked at the now withered mushroom stalk leading into her vixenhood. Grabbing it in her paws she tugged with all her might.
``SNAP!''
Taleir almost fell back, still holding the stalk, slightly leaking at the point where its cap was previously attached. She blushed as she looked down between her legs. Spreading her nether lips she could see the mushroom cap lodged there, its size and sticky secretions keeping it in her tunnel. It had plugged her pussy.
Taleir bore down on her belly, trying to force the fluids out. It was futile, the plug was not going anywhere anytime soon and neither was the fluid in her belly.
Finding her daggers Taleir got to her feet and left the patch, leaving her now dead impregnator behind. She still had an objective ahead of her after all.
Traversing the rest of the fungus jungle was made extra hard by her bloated belly and added weight, though Taleirs pride and determination kept her going. New thoughts filled the vixens head along the way.
She realized that, for that fungus she had run into, mating appeared to be a life terminating process. It had succumbed to its fate directly after it had pumped her full of fluids.
A thought entered her mind; she had helped this thing procreate. She had helped in its final mission of life. Looking back she remembered her encounter with the giant tentacled worm in the swamp, how she had maimed it and aborted its young. Perhaps, in a way, this was her chance at some kind of redemption to the inhabitants of Necros 3.
Though, another thought came into her mind. Had the thing actually knocked her up to begin with? Looking down at her belly it still seemed as plump as before. Nothing had really changed, but she knew after this mission she needed to see a doctor or healer, someone who might be able to give her some answers.
Right now though her priority was to get that mysterious artifact and get home safely. Seeing some light through the vegetation ahead she suddenly reached a clearing.
The jungle just seemed to end there. She could see that the DIA had probably cleared the area, based on the giant mushroom stumps lying about. It was a perfect example of DIA efficiency and brutality. Conquer, clear, harvest, strip mine, or simply pave it all over.
Before her stood a huge tube shaped structure. She brought out the parchment she was given and looked through it. She saw what looked like an illustration of the building ahead of her, and a word similar to the vulpine word for ``door'' or ``entrance.''
Looking around as seeing herself alone she began her trek through the clear-cut. Not as much a challenge as the fungus jungle, but still a rough trek. She navigated about massive, square shaped ruts in the ground. Standing back for a better look she could see these were tread marks. HUGE tread marks to be exact. She knew the DIA had great taste in brutish weapons and machinery. She remembered how she had hit behind that Prowler APC back at the Dinosaurian base on her home planet.
But these treads, you could park several of the APC's in each of these ruts! Whatever had made these by the looks of it was long gone though, as she could see some red and purple hued ferns growing about.
Rubbing her distended belly, Taleir continued on her way to the doorway.
``Well this was a huge waste of my fucking time...............''
Calhoun thought as he finished reviewing the remaining files on the terminal. Whoever had previously used it had pretty much wiped it clean.
He had gotten a few tidbits of information though. Apparently the Nercosain structure was built in a way that causing damage to it could cause a complete structural failure. That took one of Calhoun's options away, which would be using explosives to enter. Having the whole entrance cave in on itself would be pretty counter-productive after all.
The only other bit of information he could find was that the door would only open if the eye-like control panel next to it was activated, and that it seemed to have some kind of biometrics similar to those used by the DIA, only this time for the Necrosians.
Fantastic, now if only Calhoun could get a living member of this seemingly extinct race here to help him. At least he assumed the Necrosians were extinct. He'd never seen one, nor had he ever heard of a living Necrosian in any briefings or documents of any sort.
Then again the DIA hierarchy was no stranger to classified data. He may very well been kept in the dark on that.
No, he dismissed that idea. He would have to have been fully informed on this mission, wouldn't he?
Another idea entered his mind; Firebase Gamma had a pretty large laboratory. It seemed like a safe bet the DIA must have gathered something from their recon of the planet that could help him, maybe some biological remains of the Necrosians.
Picking up his helmet and putting it back on Calhoun decided on his next course of action, the Firebase labs were bound to have what he needed. Sensing he was finished the terminal began its sleep sequence with a single sentence.
``Goodbye, Doctor Lema.''
Calhoun didn't think much of this for all but a second and then it hit him. Doctor Lema was here? The Camptosaurus scientist who had briefed him alongside General Rictor? He didn't really know why but something seemed really off about that.
The audio sensors on his helmet picked up the fine sound of footprints outside. His helmet cycled through its vision spectrum until he could see movement outside, something small moving in the direction of the entrance to the catacombs.
Taleir stood in awe at the huge building before her. It certainly looked like the illustration on her parchment, but the word etched above the eye-like panel on the side further drove the point home, ``Entrance.''
Or at the least something like that, the language was similar to ancient Vulpine, only much more archaic.
``Okay, so I found it, now how do I get in?''
Calhoun slunk up as quietly as he could behind his unwary prey. He had holstered his plasma carbine on his back, now he was stretching his clawed hands in anticipation. Shooting an enemy was one thing, but any self respecting DIA raptor loved a close quarters kill given the chance.
Only a few meters away now and he looked down at her distended belly. Was this vixen seriously pregnant? It wasn't usually like pregnant mammals to fight. That wasn't the only thing though; all of a sudden it felt this whole thing felt wrong.
All of a sudden his mind was split in two, one his training that said destroy this creature on site, the other more sympathetic side telling him otherwise. Killing a mammal was one thing, but an expecting mammal? Sure given half the chance a mammal would commit ovicide on a clutch of Dinosaurian eggs, but was he no better at that point?
Taleir stood on her tip toes as she reached up to the panel on the wall. She wasn't even sure what to do, though as she made contact with the eye panel both she and her stalker were in for a surprise.
Making an almost organic sound the panel activated, and the huge doorway began to open with an uncomfortable sound.
Calhoun stood upright mouth half open in disbelief, casting his shadow over the vixen.
The sudden loss of light was enough to bring Taleir back to reality as she turned around to see her unwilling chauffeur in full DIA battle gear. Caught completely by surprise she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Not even thinking Calhoun pounced forward and, in that one leap landed directly on top of the vixen. He expected more screaming but instead heard a wet ``POP'' and got a face full of purple liquid.
Taleir felt as the Dienonychus pounced on top of her. The force of the impact on her belly seemed too much for the plug in her pussy as it popped out, releasing a torrent of purple, glowing slime on her attacker.
Adrenaline pumping through her veins she took off with haste, not even knowing that her attacker was momentarily stunned. Taleir just ran, not even thinking at this point. She ran through the clear cut, leaping into and climbing out of the huge tread marks. Finally reaching the fungus jungle she leapt through the foliage, her now flat belly and sudden weight loss making this task a lot easier.
Calhoun removed his helmet and looked around, only to find he was alone again. Wiping the purple slime off his helmet he was at a loss as to what the hell just happened. He only knew now that the vixen was at probably not pregnant, so there was that. Never mind the crafty fox had gotten away, he already had what he needed. The huge lid-like door was open.
Bringing out his plasma carbine and putting his helmet back on he began the trek down. The place definitely had an organic, sort of macabre style to it. It looked kind of the like the inside of a trachea, a sort of ribbed tunnel.
Another thought entered his mind, why was this tunnel so big? Dinosaurian structures were usually pretty big of course but it was pretty obvious why, since many Dinosaurian citizens were big. Were the Necrosians the same way?
After what seemed like a solid few minutes Calhoun finally seemed to reach the bottom, only to find another door, and another control panel like the one outside.
``Fuck.............................''
At this point he thought he might as well start looking for a plasma drill, which would no doubt cut through the huge door with ease, but as he ascended to the exit he decided otherwise. The last thing he needed was to risk the whole thing coming down on top of him.
Once he was out in the open he activated the communications on his wrist utility.
``Markus, do you read.''
The robots voice came through just as well as before, ``Yes Private Calhoun, what can I help you with?''
``I need you to check Firebase Gamma's laboratory, see if you can find any biological matter of the Necrosians. Anything will do.''
``Sir, I've already investigated the labs, they have been cleared of any material, both physical and digital.''
``Damn,'' Calhoun said, was anything going to go his way today?
``Again my deepest apologies sir,'' the robot said in his welcoming voice. ``Though I do have some good news.''
Calhoun could use some good news at this point, ``Go on Markus.''
``I've gotten base security systems back online. Auto turrets are back online, and the hard-light barrier is back up as well.''
``Nicely done Markus,'' Calhoun said, finally cheering up, ``Is that all?''
``I've also done a quick survey of the vehicle depot, whoever left did so in a hurry it seems.''
``Alright then,'' Calhoun said while looking at the setting sun, ``I'm gonna start heading back to the base soon, before it gets too dark. I'm guessing this is one of those planets one doesn't want to be outdoors at night.''
``Certainly sir, would you like me to send the shredder in the vehicle depot to clear the road for you? It won't take long.''
Looking around Calhoun shrugged, ``I've got some time, if you'd be so kind.''
Taleir panting collapsed to her knees, how long had she even been running by now? In her adrenaline induced haste it felt like half an hour. Though it was probably more like five or ten minutes, either way she was exhausted.
She took out the small canteen from her belt and took a quick swig. She knew better than to guzzle it all down of course, she knew she had to be conservative with her water, at least until she found a source of running freshwater to refill.
Looking down only now did Taleir realize her belly was flat again, and that her pussy was not plugged anymore with that damn mushroom cap.
She did feel a little bit sore, though obviously not enough to want to stop. Feeling her stomach growl though she realized she had another problem, she had forgotten to pack food.
Taleir knew she was considered a professional by many, but she could still be forgetful. This had happened at least once before, she'll be so anxious to complete a quest she'd forget to pack something to feed herself.
She had seen some weird fruits growing in the jungle earlier, though she had no idea if they were edible. She thought back to the meat in the DIA rations, while made from some alien creature the Dinosaurians farmed it was certainly edible, not to mention it didn't taste half bad.
Taleir didn't want to go back on that shuttle though, not with that robot. The base though, it probably had plenty of rations leftover.
She decided she'd search the abandoned base for food. Though this time she'd take the road, it may be a little overgrown but she didn't want to have another run-in with more Necrosain wildlife, not to mention it'd be a bit quicker than a hike through that jungle again.
The roadway was definitely easier to traverse than the jungle, that was for sure. By now it was nightfall, the sun had set and Taleir wasn't sure when it would rise again. At the very least she wasn't in complete darkness. The roadway was lit, and bioluminescent glow of the giant mushrooms helped.
Good thing too, Taleir didn't want to have another run in with one of those mushrooms so it could try to knock her up again. The roadway was crossed with vines and creepers, and she made sure to watch her step.
Her hunger kept her going; she needed to get back to the base. She felt her stomach growl. She could've sworn it growled so load the ground shuck.
Taleir stopped as she realized the ground was shacking. Or at least the road was. It was kind of like when railroad tracks would shack and vibrate........
To an oncoming train. Taleir's looked ahead and squinted to the bright lights getting closer, along with an awful sound of grinding and snapping.
Her ears flattened and pupils dilated, her mind practically went into autopilot as she took off in the opposite direction of this new menace.
She took a quick glance behind her, only to see foliage being shredded and devoured by huge, metal blades, above them blinding beams of light and the clattering sounds of caterpillar tracks.
Deep in her mind Taleir already knew she could not outrun this thing. Inch by inch she could hear and feel as it gained on her. She knew if she just kept sprinting straight forward it'd catch up to her. She'd be pulled into its maw and diced into thousands of fine pieces.
Feeling a metal blade nick a tuft of fur off the end of her tail the vixen's mind made itself up for her. She dove straight off the side of road and into the jungle brush.
She then remembered another one of the most important rules of her trade, always look before you leap. She tumbled head over tail down the side of a hill. The soft, mossy ground did cushion her tumble, but also made it impossible to stop herself.
Then all of a sudden she felt the ground end and she was in freefall. Cool air filled her ears as she opened her eyes to a canopy of dark red trees rushing up below her.
Taleir had only a second to scream as she crashed through the top layer of soft, rubbery leaves. In that second she was convinced that this was the end. That she would die on the planet, far away from home. Her eyes shut tight and her ears down she didn't notice the loud buzz heading towards her.
A sudden jolt brought her back to reality as six bony, clawed legs grabbed her mid-fall. She heard that buzzing sound now directly above her and felt the sensation of cool air fanning against her back.
Before she could look up though she felt a sharp sting on her left rear cheek, she yelped and felt as numbness began to spread from her ass up her spine and down her legs.
A powerful drowsiness washed over her, her entire body numb to the point she couldn't wiggle her toes. Her eyelids felt heavier and heavier with every passing second. Until at last darkness overcame her.
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