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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      Original_Work
  Relationship:
      OMC/Monster
  Character:
      Nick, Monster_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      Xenophilia, Bestiality, Eggs, Eggpreg, Mpreg, Dubious_Consent, Rape/Non-
      con_Elements, Underage_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-06 Words: 3923
****** From the Depths ******
by Udunie
Summary
     Nick froze as he heard something from the side. Something… something
     was moving in the large lake.
     Maybe it was just some kind of fish… He tried not to think about the
     fact that the splash was way too big to be a fish as he slowly backed
     away.
     There was a gurgling sound and something glittered in the distance.
     Something huge.
Notes
     Prompted by my lovely, anonymous friend, who is absolutely patient
     and amazing!
     Betaed by the awesome Emma, without whom I probably wouldn't be
     writing at all.
See the end of the work for more notes
 
Nickolas was fed up with his siblings. Sure, he wasn’t the youngest, so they
shouldn’t be able to push him around, but they still did. He was already
fourteen, they shouldn’t treat him like a little kid!
Some boys his age were already working, but he was left home to take care of
the little ones while his older brothers went off to the woods, felling trees
with his father. He hated that his only sister was already married - she had
been the one on babysitting duty before - but there was no helping it.
But today, today he was free to do as he pleased. His father was away with the
other lumberjacks, swimming the logs down the river, and his brothers weren’t
old enough to go with him, so for once, they were stuck home too.
Of course, Barnaby tried to make him take care of the little ones, but Nick
managed to slip out before he could be roped into anything.
For once, the day was his to spend however he wanted.
He didn’t know what prompted him to take the path leading to the swamps, and he
didn’t know that it would be the last time he saw his village.
 
***
 
A lot of people said that the swamps were haunted. Sometimes, there would be
ghostly lights blinking in the darkness, sometimes the water glowed with what
was said to be the souls of those who lost their lives there.
Nick didn’t know about any of that, but he knew that the berries on the edge
were the most delicious things to be found in a day’s walking distance. He
didn’t get out often, but if he did, he usually ended up by the bushes there
sooner or later.
He wasn’t stupid enough to actually go into the swamp - there were at least one
or two people lost there almost every year - he just skirted it, filling his
belly with fat, juicy berries.
Nick had no idea what happened; one moment he was grazing peacefully, the next
the ground just opened up right under him and swallowed him whole.
He fell - he fell a lot - he was so startled that he didn’t even scream, just
thumped down to the bottom like a sack of potatoes. The air was knocked out of
him, and it took him a few moments to get his bearings.
When he looked up, he could see the opening of the hole up high above him, just
a tiny little circle of light. Damn. The walls were too steep to climb and he
felt incredibly grateful that there was a big pile of old leaves at the bottom
to stop his fall, because he was pretty sure he would have broken his neck
otherwise.
Nick stood slowly, taking stock of himself as he did. Nothing seemed to be
broken - thankfully - he wasn’t even really sore. He looked around, and was
contemplating starting to shout when he noticed a tunnel - just tall enough to
fit his small frame - to one side. The air was moving, so that had to mean that
there was another exit somewhere. Or at least he hoped so.
The tunnel was dark, the walls of it were smooth, cold rock. Maybe the remains
of a long ago dried up underground river.
Nick gulped and set off into the darkness.
He didn’t know how long he had been walking. He was more or less sure that he
was actually headed towards the village, in fact, he had to be pretty close by
the time he saw the light.
At first, he thought he was just imagining the blackness around him thinning,
but with every step it grew brighter and brighter. Now, he could see the forks
breaking off from the tunnel. He noticed them before too; they were various in
size and direction, but felt… more stuffy, so he stayed in the one he was
walking in.
When he finally reached the end of the tunnel, Nick’s breath stuck in his chest
for the second time that day.
It had to be some sort of witchcraft.
There was a huge room at the end of the tunnel, a giant cave that had ponds and
lakes in it, littered around the floor. The air was much warmer, though damp.
Some of the lakes were... shining.
His feet stayed stuck at the entrance of the cave, he was too shocked to even
move a muscle.
The space was bigger than the whole village and the roof of it was lost in
darkness - which meant he was right to be worried that the tunnel had a slight
slope downwards.
One side was covered in a single, huge lake, the other was littered with
smaller ponds with the glowing ones in the back.
Soon enough, his curiosity won out and he made his way slowly among the ponds -
some of them were barely wider than a tub, but looked incredibly deep, and some
had less than a foot of water in them.
All of them were incredibly clean, glittering in the ghostly light that
reverberated from the smooth, light stone walls.
Finally, Nick reached one of the shining lakes. It was smallish and looked
about four feet deep. It was steaming.
The walls of it were covered in something that shone with an eerie, yellowish
light. He couldn’t stop himself from investigating.
The water was hot, almost too hot to bear, but he knew it was partly because
his hands were cold. He touched the shining thing carefully, not knowing what
to expect. It felt solid and almost leathery to the touch, but when he
scratched it with his nails some of it peeled off. When he pulled his hand out
it shone for a few seconds, but then it slowly grew dim and died out, leaving
some kind of grey dirt behind.
Weird.
It didn’t look like it was man made, actually, he thought it looked like some
kind of crust or something.
Naturally, it was brighter around the shining lakes, and he noticed that there
was some kind of thick moss growing around them. He touched it carefully, and
was amazed by how soft and cushiony it was, like a mattress of sorts.
Nick froze as he heard something from the side. Something… something was moving
in the large lake.
Maybe it was just some kind of fish… He tried not to think about the fact that
the splash was way too big to be a fish as he slowly backed away.
There was a gurgling sound and something glittered in the distance. Something
huge.
He wasn’t proud of it, but he did turn on his heels and break out in a sprint
towards the entrance, but of course, he didn’t make it. His feet slipped on the
wet stone and he fell face first into one of the ponds. It was a deep one,
swallowing him whole. He didn’t know which was up for a second - the pond was
too small to turn around and he was sure he would die like that; drowning
upside-down, which was probably the most ridiculous death in history.
Before his oxygen ran out something grabbed his leg painfully tight and pulled,
janking him out of the water without any effort.
Nick spluttered on the back, heaving as he coughed up what he swallowed before
looking up.
Then he screamed.
There was a monster crouched above him. It was huge and black and like nothing
he ever saw before.
It roared back at him - the sound somehow wet, but still making his blood freez
in his veins.
It had… It had six, completely black eyes and a lizard-like face. It also had
six arms. Or legs. He couldn’t tell.
In his panic, Nick tried to bolt, but the creature didn’t let him, planting a
heavy paw - hand? - on his chest. It had three fingers and huge, retractable
claws. They looked intimidating enough that Nick stopped struggling, afraid for
his life like never before.
The creature leant down and sniffed at him, his huge head brushing against
Nick’s neck.
It was surprisingly warm - even after the hot bath he just taken - it seemed to
be much warmer than normal for a human. As it shifted, Nick could see leathery
ridges along its spine with bright spots running beside them - shining like the
ponds.
It just kept sniffing at him and when it was finished, it licked up his neck
with a hot, rough tongue.
Nick shivered, he couldn’t help it. Maybe he was going to be eaten.
He wasn’t.
The creature actually let him go, stepping back and sitting down on it’s hind
legs, staring at him with those unblinking eyes.
Nick sat up slowly, trying not to make any sudden movements as he just looked
at the creature. Now that the immediate danger was over, he felt a strange sort
of excitement. He was seeing something that probably nobody saw before, or at
least they didn’t live to tell the tell.
The monster had strange limbs. They seemed to be a cross between arms and legs
- they looked incredibly strong, but the long fingers at the end of them seemed
mobile, not like an animal’s paw.
It also had a long tale that flattened out at the end like a paddle.
It was kind of beautiful in a terrifying way.
“So,” Nick said quietly, just to break the silence. The creature turned its
head to the side, watching him. There was something intelligent in its eyes.
“I’m… I’m Nick.”
He slowly pointed to himself and repeated his name a few times, but the the
creature stayed absolutely still. Watching.
“I guess… you don’t have a name?”
Nothing.
Even though he should have expected it, not being able to communicate still
filled him with a sense of foreboding. He couldn’t explain why, but he knew
that if he didn’t get back to the hole soon and get help he would be lost here
forever.
Carefully, Nick stood. The creature stood with him, the ridges on its back -
that had smoothed down - standing on end. That was not good. He stood there for
a few long moments, just to show that he wasn’t about to do anything stupid.
“Hey, um. Not like I don’t like your… home, but I kind of have to get back to
mine, okay?” Nick said, when it looked like the monster wasn’t about to lunge
on him. It listened attentively, and didn’t move when he took a slow step.
It just followed him. The way it moved was weird. It was obviously fast, even
on land, but Nick couldn’t shake the feeling that it would be more in its
element in water. There were webs between its fingers, proving his point, and
it was kind of scaly - though Nick never met a reptile that had such a high
body temperature.
“Okay… I’m gonna go now,” Nick told him. He had no idea why he felt the need to
let the monster know, but he did it anyway.
He almost did it, but when the entrance to the came was just a step away the
creature leapt, and was between it and Nick in a blink of an eyes. He was so
startled that he fell back, looking up at it.
The monster made a low, gurgling sound, claws rhythmically appearing and
disappearing at the end of its fingers.
Apparently it could also stand on two legs. It was so fucking tall, taller than
any human Nick ever saw, at least seven feet. As the creature took a step
towards him, Nick scrambled back, like a crab.
It seemed to have calmed down, and it got back to six feet, but it still kept
herding him towards the back with the shiny lakes. Nick stood and went
peacefully, not wanting to fall again, or splash into a too hot body of water.
He only stopped when his back hit the wall. From this distance, he couldn’t
even see the entrance anymore, just the beast in front of him, coming slowly
closer and closer.
Nick shut his eyes when it finally closed the space between them and started
sniffing at his neck again.
It was kind of ticklish as that hot breath fanned out across his skin, but Nick
didn’t have too much time to enjoy it, because the next second strong hands
were fisted into his shirt and practically tore it off him. Nick was too scared
to move. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he was some kind of a fruit in the
process of being peeled before eating.
As soon as the tattered fabric was off him the monster crowded even closer,
pushing its flat, reptilian face against Nick’s body.
He was shaking, waiting to be disemboweled, but no such thing happened.
When he was bitten, it didn’t hurt. It wasn’t really a bite, more like a nibble
with large, sharp teeth - right on the sensitive meet where his underarm met
his chest.
Nick couldn’t help crying out a bit, hands flying up unbidden to the monster’s
head. He thought he wanted to push it away, but then chickened out in the last
second, and just… held it.
The creature’s skull was smooth and warm, and it… it actually made a contented
little gurgle at the contact, licking at the skin where he bit him.
“W-what are you doing?” Nick asked, voice hight from some emotion he couldn’t
really identify.
Naturally, it didn’t answer, but it did push in incredibly close, rubbing
against his chest and licking his skin with it’s rough tongue until Nick was
shaky in the knees. He was fourteen, it was out of his control - or at least
that’s what he tried to tell himself.
The creature licked and nibbled its way all over Nick’s body, apparently
finding particular joy in pushing its tongue into his navel or skimming it over
his sensitive nipples. Or maybe he just liked the noises Nick was making.
As he dreaded, it reached the waist of his pants in the end. It sniffed at the
fabric, like it didn’t understand why it was in the way and the simply bit it -
careful not to catch Nick’s skin - and pulled, until the seams gave.
Nick… Nick had no idea what to do. It was obvious that he had no way to resist,
not without risking death, but his whole body still flushed with the need to
cover himself as he was left there standing naked.
He was half hard.
The monster made a chirping, high sound that seemed so out of place that Nick
had to giggle - close to hysterics.
It bent down at sniffed at his crotch, nudging his cock with his head. His
erection seemed awfully small compared to the huge body towering in front of
him, and he dreaded what would happen next - afraid that now he would really be
devoured.
The creature surprised him again by repeating the silly chirping before it
licked his cock. Nick moaned. The tongue was almost too rough, but still felt
heavenly on his untouched cock. The monster appeared to like his reaction
because it did it again and again until Nick was a shaking, panting mess.
The monster looked almost comically surprised when Nick came and splashed his
thin come all over its face.
The last thing he saw before finally succumbing to the stress and the
exhaustion was the creature’s long tongue sneaking out and cleaning away the
mess.
 
***
 
Nick woke to… not exactly pain, but something close to it. He was laying on
this back, and there was… there was something pushing into him.
His eyes snapped open, and he shouted, body clenching up and sending a shock of
hurt up his spine.
The monster was standing over him, and as soon as he tried to push it away in
panic, it grabbed Nick’s wrists and held them against the ground in one huge
fist. The monster was balancing on three legs, the other three were busy.
He had both of Nick’s ankles in one hand and the other two were holding his ass
open and prodding at his hole.
He tried to wiggle away, but it was hopeless. The monster was obviously much
stronger than him, and he just couldn’t break free. He was scared. He had an
idea where this was going, he wasn’t completely naive, but he never… He never
did anything like that, but it seemed like he wouldn’t have a say in this.
The monster made a sound - it wasn’t like the low growls, not like the chirps
either - something close to a gurgling purring and leant down, licking at
Nick’s face. Oh. Probably the tears.
As stupid as it was, the vibrating sound kind of calmed him down, it wasn’t
threatening, in fact, it felt like the monster was actually trying to comfort
him in its own way.
Still, he hissed when one of those thick fingers - without the claws,
thankfully - pressed into him. It didn’t slip the monster’s notice and it made
a confused little sound, stilling. Nick hoped that it had enough empathy to
give up, but he wasn’t that lucky.
The creature shifted above him, and something wet and hot hit Nick in the
stomach. He lifted his head to see what it was and the breath stuck in his
chest.
That… That was a cock. One befitting a monster. It was about a feet long and as
thick as his wrist, with a flared end not unlike a horse’s. He couldn’t help
starting to cry harder, because surely, surely he would be killed by that
thing.
Before he could succumb to panic, he was shocked out of it when the… the cock
started to move.
It was like a limb, feeling around on his stomach, trying to map out it’s
surroundings. It was bendy too, because the next moment it was sliding and
rubbing along Nick’s crack.
It was slick and slippery, and it smeared whatever was coating it over his hole
generously.
When the finger returned, it slid in almost easily.
Nick swallowed, head banging back against the ground. He never had anything in
his ass before and the feeling… the feeling was not as bad as he imagined.
Maybe there was something in the slick, but it felt like his body was burning
up from the inside, a slowly spreading heat that made his cock twitch.
Before he realized what was happening the finger became two. He knew that it
should hurt, it should hurt much more than it did, but there was nothing, just
a dull ache that nothing to stop his own cock from fattening.
Nick was moaning, lost in the heat radiating from the digits working in him. He
could feel spreading and pooling under his navel. The monster kept purring and
licking at him occasionally. It… it wasn’t really a kiss - surely the creature
had no concept of such things - but when it licked at his panting mouth, Nick
couldn’t help shuddering. He opened his lips tentatively, and that was it, that
thick, rough tongue delved in, danced along his teeth. It was Nick’s first
kiss, but he somehow didn’t mind losing it like this.
He cried out again - this time from loss - when the monster pulled his fingers
out, and then he sucked in a sharp breath when he could feel that mobile, alien
cock nudging at his hole.
His entrance kept twitching, almost like an invitation, and the creature didn’t
seem to need anything more.
Nick hissed, squeezing his eyes together in pain when it started pressing in.
It felt rubbery, not completely solid, but the flared head still hurt going in,
stretching his poor, vulnerable hole to the limit.
The relief of the head popping in finally almost made him black out again, but
he was thankful he didn’t, because he never knew there was a sensation even
close to the feeling of something… something sentient slipping inside him. It
wasn’t rigid, as he imagined a cock to be, oh no, it kept squirming and
burrowing deeper until Nick could feel pushing against his stomach from the
inside.
With effort, he pried his eyes open and looked down, and just as he suspected
there was a visible bulge on his belly where it kept prodding. He could feel
another lick of fear up his spine, but the monster didn’t seem intent on
hurting him.
Nick expected that he would be fucked. He’d seen animals mate before - hell, he
saw the mayor’s son and the baker’s daughter one night behind their barn - but
nothing like that happened.
What did happen made his eyes widen and his body seized up.
Something huge was pushing against his hole. He looked, and yes, there was
something large at the base of the creature’s cock, almost the size of Nick’s
fist. He started whispering a litany of no-no-god-no, but the monster didn’t
care, It just started purring louder.
He couldn’t stop it, no matter how hard he tried clenching down. His hole was
too exhausted from the stretch of the cock, and trying only made it hurt more,
so finally he had to give up. Nick took a shaky breath and relaxed, willing his
body to open and just let whatever was going on happen.
It seemed like the monster was just waiting for that, as soon as he could feel
Nick going lax the thing started pushing harder until it finally slipped
through his entrance. He could feel it travel along the length of the
creature’s cock, rubbing against his walls and making his cock twitch when it
passed a particular place.
He had no idea what was going on, but as soon as it was over, it started again.
This time it was easier for the bulge to pass into him, and when it pushed
deeper and deeper Nick saw stars from the sparks of pleasure it caused on the
way.
In the end, he just closed his eyes, unable to stop the waves of pleasure from
washing over him every time it happened. He wasn’t even sure he was fully
conscious, swept up in something that was very close to that moment right
before coming, except it was stretched into what felt like hours.
At one point, he came again. He was pretty sure. He didn’t know. Maybe more
than once.
He started feeling weird after a while, too much of everything and a searing,
tight feeling in his body that didn’t seem to ease, no matter how hard he tried
to relax.
And it all just slowly came to a halt.
Nick panted, too exhausted to even open his eyes as the monster’s cock slid out
of him. His hole felt puffy and open, blinking from the loss.
His stomach was wet with his own come, and there were dried tears on his face.
He was so, so exhausted, and… sated.
The creature carefully turned him on his side and then curled up around him,
the warmth of his body seeping into Nick’s own.
Still, the straining heat didn’t go away.
When he finally opened his eyes, he didn’t have energy left to be shocked. Nick
put a shaky hand on his bulging, distorted belly, the skin feeling tight and
hot under his palm. He couldn’t stop wondering how the glowing cluster of eggs
inside him would look after they were born, but that was a question for later.
Now he would just sleep in the comfortable, warm embrace.
 
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