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Starblush 1: Love Drug Running

By Altos

Prologue

With the discovery of the Exo Portals outside of the Earth’s solar system, humanity was finally launched into the era of space exploration. Rich new worlds were discovered, global warming was essentially solved due to newly available resources, and most fascinating of all…

The discovery of alien life.

Not just life, but intelligent life. Humanity was faced with the daunting task of integrating with multiple different civilizations and cultures, which came with its own hurdles and challenges. Several wars were fought due to clashes of ideology, and humanity realized that they would have to do something less risk extinction.

Thus led rise to the Busty Corps.

The all-female militant group, of the most curvaceous proportions, was formed to act as emmisarial patrollers of the galaxy. They had full law enforcement rights amongst the stars, but their real purpose was to quell any escalations between human beings and hostile aliens. Whether that was through law, through fighting, or by being brutally raped and impregnated.

The Busty Corps was formed by an elite group of men, who realized that if hostile aliens discovered how wonderful it was to mate with a human female of incredible standard, perhaps they would resist entering open war with the entire race.

And it worked. Human beings flourished, big-titted bimbos were ravaged, and the galaxy was at peace. Save for the occasional pirates or petty crime lords, it was a time of prosperity for all.

Two-hundred years after the founding of the Corps, a shockingly beautiful, auburn-haired, twenty-year-old woman with brilliant green eyes and pale skin enlisted. Her name was Mikayla Milone. She had marvelous breasts, and her bubble-butt was nearly perfect in shape. She was immediately accepted, and was sent to Basic Busty Training. Although it was simply called training. It was more of a reconditioning.

When a Busty recruit is trained, they are sent to a remote moon in Sector 69, many lightyears away from Earth. The moon’s name is a ridiculous series of numbers, as to remain off the grid. Here, in the labs, the women are subject to genetic enhancements, mind programming, and simulator training. They are pit against many different species of aliens, and most of the time they are handily defeated and fucked.

A Busty recruit stays at this training facility until they are able to defeat fifty percent of their simulators, at which point their memories of the sexual abuse they endured during their time are wiped from their brains. They retain their fighting knowledge, propaganda stimulants to believe that the Corps is the most righteous duty in the galaxy, and of course… their seductively enhanced bodies.

When Mikayla went through training, she was their most luscious recruit that most of the upper management had ever seen. When she was strapped to the table for her enhancements, her lab tech went a little overboard, out of pure sexual excitement.

Her breasts were enlarged to a humongous size of 44H, full of milk and perfect for titfucking. The tech also transformed her puffy nipples, allowing them to perform as actual orifices.

Her sumptuous bubble-butt was grown even more, and the final product left her with mountainous ass cheeks the size of basketballs, while retaining her toned thin waist.

Her reproductive system was also given an overhaul. To further entice alien species, her ovaries were genetically reprogrammed to produce eggs that were compatible with all types of sperm, not just human. Her gestation period was also reduced, and depending on whom or what impregnated her, she could be at full term within the hour. To add the cherry on top, she would fully replenish her ovaries with her super-eggs by the next day.

The last genetic tool in her arsenal that she was granted, was the ability to produce pheromones on command. They were told these pheromones eased tension amongst humans and aliens. Which it technically did. Really it was a potent aphrodisiac, and made whoever happened to be in the vicinity want to fuck her.

Mikayla flourished during her time on the moon facility. And when she had become the perfect breeding dick-pleaser, her mind was wiped, and she was given the callsign:

Starblush.

Chapter 1

“What’s up, Melons?” Greox said with disinterest, fumbling with the flight controls of the Busty Corps standard combat ship name The Voluptuous that had been assigned to him and his new Busty Patroller.

Starblush gasped as she entered the cockpit. “You will refer to me... as Starblush! I am a fully-fledged Patroller, and I will have respect.” She stood triumphantly before the alien pilot, who simply stared at her.

She was wearing a skin-tight blue bodysuit, that showed every single curve of her body in excruciating detail. Her massive jugs wobbled subtly, and her nipples were clearly visible underneath the thin garment. The zipper leading from her crotch to her neck could only be zipped up to right beneath her bodacious rack, allowing whoever looked upon her a gracious view of her impressively deep cleavage. Her suit was attached to her heeled boots of the same color, which propped her juicy ass up wonderfully.

She flicked a lock of her luscious red hair behind her, in a gratingly smug manner. Greox turned back to his flight controls.

“Whatever Melons, have a seat.”

Starblush blinked in shock at the repeated defiance, then fumingly took the co-pilot’s chair. Greox finished his pre-flight, then they took off into the stars, leaving the moon facility behind them.

Greox was a member of the Stalger race. They were short, green, bald humanoids. They had six dexterous fingers, which made operating ships and machinery much easier, but more importantly for the Busty Corps, they had no interest whatsoever in human females. As such they were primary candidates for pilots for the Patroller program, for they could be trusted not to rape their charge while they tried to perform their duties.

Starblush stared out amongst the stars as she patted her hands on her lap, bored. Mercifully, the transmitter chip in her ear pinged her, and she put her hand up to answer.

“Starblush, reporting.”

“Hello Patroller, we have your first assignment,” the voice on the other side said. Greox tuned in his headset to listen as well. “You are to go to the planet Jaeron. There, in orbit, is a pit stop station called The Daze. There’s been reports of disappearances. We need to find out why. Do you comply?”

“Copy that! We’re on it!” Starblush agreed, giddy.

Greox shrugged as she ended the transmission. “The Daze is a fun place. Great cocktails there.”

The duo exited hyperspace near The Daze, and docked. As Starblush stood before the main door, eager to disembark, Greox called down from the cabin.

“Hey Melons! I may have said that this place is fun, but it’s also kinda dangerous. Seedy-like, you know? Watch your ass.”

“Thanks for the warning, Greox. I’m sure I can handle whatever danger comes my way!” she said with determination.

Greox shook his head, then kicked his feet up on the console, opening a book. “I’m sure you can…”

Starblush confidently strode through the main station corridor, shaking her bulbous buttcheeks from side to side, her gigantic mammaries threatening to bounce out of her bodysuit. She drew stares from the passerby and various shopkeepers who had set up stalls on either side. Aliens clicked and grunted in various languages, making crude hand gestures at the sexy woman for their friends.

Alright, first thing’s first, I have to get some intel. Let’s start by asking some of the locals. She looked around, then saw a large grey alien wearing engineer overalls leaning up against the wall of an alley, smoking. He had a snout much like an anteater, and his hands only had three large fingers, in the shape of a tripod. She strut up to him, thrusting her chest forward with confidence.

“Excuse me, citizen! If you have time, I’d like to ask you about the disappearances that have been reported around here.”

The alien looked down at her voluptuous cleavage, and immediately became horny.

“Alright love chunks, I can tell ya what ya wanna hear,” he said, throwing his cigarette on the ground and stamping it out, “Come with me.” He motioned for her to head down the alley, which she did with no questions asked. He stared at her jiggling ass, growing harder by the second.

He led her down some other alleys, until they were for sure alone. The light was dim in this part of the station, and it was humid with exhaust and steam.

“Alright, so what do you know?” Starblush asked as she spun around, her titanic chest wobbling.

“Not so fast,” the alien said, “Ya want info, ya gotta give me something.”

“...And what would that be.”

The alien smiled, then suddenly grabbed her right boob, squeezing the flesh beneath her suit. “Ya gotta suck me off.”

Starblush’s eyes went wide with shock, but she did not move his groping hand. “You can’t be serious! I am a Patroller! I have dignity! I should have you arrested!”

The alien rolled his eyes. “Look, I can tell ya right now, ya don’t want to be on this station with that ass. The instant you stepped foot here, ya were marked. Did ya know that the Human Slave Market stops here by and by? You’d be quite the prize for them.”

Starblush said nothing as he pulled her zipper down, freeing her jiggling jugs. Her nipples hardened as soon as they felt the air pass over them.

“So, ya can either do what I ask, which with lips like those probably would only take five minutes or so… Or ya can risk one more minute on this station without a clue. Up to ya, broad.”

Starblush lowered her gaze, embarrassed that she was thinking it over. He did have a point. The faster she could complete her mission, the better it would look for her superiors. She slowly looked up, her red lips trembling.

“A-alright… you’ve got a deal…”

“I knew it,” the alien smiled, then dropped his overalls down.

Starblush gulped as she saw he was packing a one-foot-long cock, nice and thick, with a scrunched opening. She knelt down, sitting on her feet, putting her hands on his muscled thighs. His cock rose quickly to meet her, and squirted a strand of pre-cum at her face.

The sexy red-head gasped as it splattered against her lips, slowly dripping. Her training kicked in, and she instinctively licked the jizz up with her tongue, then dutifully swallowed it. This pleased the alien, and he put both his hands on her head.

“Open wide, bitch,” he ordered her.

Starblush took a breath, telling herself that it was for the good of the galaxy, then parted her plump lips.

She gagged as the alien brutally thrusted forward into her mouth. She tasted his salty skin slide across her tongue and hit the back of her mouth. His cock bent slightly, then squeezed into her throat, bulging her neck. He pulled her down his meat until he felt her chin mush against his testicles.

“Ahh…” the alien moaned as the whore choked on his dick, “That’s the good stuff. Alright, now don’t be surprised.”

He flexed, and inside her throat the scrunched tip opened, and his fleshy penis extended out from within. Starblush choked hard as she felt him grow another two feet, his tip popping into her stomach. Her eyes began to water as her gullet massaged his massive length lovingly. The alien began fucking her throat, and she instantly regretted her decision.

The alien plunged the bodacious space slut for thirty minutes, before finally burying himself balls deep inside her. She screamed around his meat as it bulged, then blasted hot alien cum directly into her stomach.

“Ho damn ya feel good, baby! Ooh make sure to drink it all!”

Starblush tried to push him out of her, but his grip was strong and vice-like. There was no escaping his ejaculation. She began sobbing as she was force-fed gallons of his creamy jizz. Her stomach quickly filled up, and to her horror began to expand.

How much semen does he have!? Her belly grew as he continued to pump. The zipper on her bodysuit slowly slid down as her stomach pushed against it, the load inside her sloshing and heavy.

The alien dumped fifty gallons of his reproductive byproduct down Starblush’s throat. When squeezed the last few drops inside her, her belly had grown enough where it pressed against the ground between her legs.

Suddenly the alien gasped. “Oh shit! Sorry!”

She frowned in confusion, his semen oozing down her chin and into her cleavage. Then she felt his cock bulge in her mouth once more. But this time it was more like… lumps. She began slapping his waist, fear taking hold of her. The alien strengthened his grip on her head.

“Hey, I said I was sorry! I’m a little sensitive today! Either way, it’s already happening, so ya might as well just take it.”

Starblush struggled and screamed, shaking her enormous milk-bags and cum-filled belly as the lumps travelled down her throat.They first lump reached the end of his cock, and the dumb slut dropped her arms to her side, as she had given up.

From the alien’s tip popped a baseball-sized egg, basking in his hot semen. Then another. Then another. The Patroller did not resist as she did her official job and gulped down his babies.

The alien deposited twenty eggs inside Starblush’s stomach, then slowly pulled out. She instinctively sucked hard on every slimy inch of his meat, her mental reconditioning coaxing every last drop of jizz from inside him. She swirled her tongue around the tip a couple of times, then she finally took a breath as he popped from the sucking hole.

“UGGH!” the redhead huffed, disgusted with herself as she looked down at her semen-splattered boobs and her impregnated stomach, “How DARE you! How could you do something like that to me!”

“Hey, ya agreed, don’t forget bitch,” the alien shot back, putting his overalls on, “Anyways, go check out a bar called Klazm’s, I’ve heard of some sketchy stuff goin down there.”

He bent down and took one last squeeze of the titties that he had marked with his seed, then wiped his hands on her beautiful auburn hair.

“Thanks for the blow, ya slut! Sorry ‘bout the youngins!”

Starblush watched as he stomped off, and then she was alone, save for the life that was growing inside her belly full of alien sperm. For a brief moment, she didn’t feel like the confident Patroller she was, but like the meek nervous Mikayla she used to be.

Chapter 2

“HRGLK! GLK! GLK! MMBLEEGH!” Starblush wretched as she hurled up the last of the alien’s gestated eggs. They no longer needed the comfort of her belly, and would hatch in due time.

The violated bimbo took several deep breaths, then stood up. It had taken a couple of hours for her to finally give birth to the eggs, and by then she had also digested enough cum where she could zip her bodysuit back up, and appear mostly normal. There was still a slight bulge to her tummy.

“Alright…” she said as she stuffed her flopping tits back into her bodysuit, regaining some of her confidence, “Now to head for that bar he mentioned.”

Starblush made her way back towards the main deck of the station, then followed the signs towards the bar and restaurant wing. She quickly found out that ‘restaurant’ was far too generous of a term, as it was really just a meat market with open grills, packed full of drunkards. She looked around for her bar, then spotted it not forty yards away.

The fat-titted cock-sucker made her way through the denizens of the station, only getting groped a couple of times. One particularly handsy alien that looked like a monkey had popped one of her breasts out, drawing a cheer from his group of friends. She scolded them, fixing her wardrobe, then kept on.

Avoiding further incidents, she finally reached the door to Klasm’s, a down-in-the-dumps kind of establishment. She took a breath, then walked inside.

She confirmed her suspicions of it being a dive bar. The place smelled old and sad, like the kind of place old drunks pretend to be people again.

The patrons quieted down for a moment when the magnificent tits and ass entered the room, then slowly began talking normally. Starblush walked up to the counter and sat on a stool, her mountainous ass cheeks molding around it. The bartender walked up to her, an older human gentleman with a grey mustache. His eyes were fixed on her cleavage.

“What can I get you, darlin’?” he asked.

The stacked Patroller didn’t like the way he was staring at her, but she knew better than to make a scene. “I’ll have a vodka spritz, please.”

The bartender nodded, his eyes lusting over her bountiful jugs, and began making her drink. She looked around, sizing up the room, seeing if anyone stood out as suspicious. The bartender put her drink down in front of her, and before she noticed an alien wearing a coat sat down next to her, quickly placing a pill into her drink. It dissolved almost instantly, mixing in with the bubbles.

“Excuse me, miss, I know you just ordered that, but… could I buy you a drink?” the alien asked, catching Starblush’s attention. She turned to look at him.

The alien looked similar to a human, but his skin was black with yellow stripes. He was bald, save for a row of boney spikes lined down the middle of his head like a mohawk.

“Um… sure… Thank you very much,” she agreed cautiously. He seemed friendly enough. The alien smiled, then motioned to the bartender. The old man walked over and made another vodka spritz, and poured the alien a whiskey.

“So… er…?” he said holding his glass up expectantly.

The redhead, aptly enough, blushed. “I’m sorry, I’m Starblush!” She extended her glass, clinking it against his, her arm mushing against her boob. Then they drank.

“Nice to meet you, Starblush. I’m Voklotar. You have an interesting name, what brings you to this part of space?”

The stupid slut didn’t even think about the consequences, and told him. “I’m a Busty Corps Patroller! I’m here for an investigation.” She smiled, liking the way it sounded.

Voklotar kept a straight face as he watched her take a hefty swig of the spiked cocktail. She licked her luscious red lips and exhaled with satisfaction.

“An investigation, huh?”

“Yup!”

“Is it classified?”

Starblush wondered. She actually had no idea. I probably should stay on the safe side, and keep it to-... Keep it-... She gasped to herself quietly as a powerful warmth filled her. Her pussy suddenly quivered with a peculiar tingle, and the hole became soaking wet with her juices. She squirmed, trying to hide the onslaught of horniness.

Voklotar stared, a glint in his eyes. “Starblush?”

“Ah! Um...It’s… ah… yes… I’m afraid it is classified.”

“Ah, well that’s alright. A little mystery to a girl is more interesting.”

What is HAPPENING!? The Patroller took another sip of her cocktail, trying to take the edge off with alcohol. This didn’t help as a minute later her sexual urges doubled. She accidentally leaned forward, and her nipple grazed the countertop under her suit.

The slight touch sent electric pleasure through her body. She gripped the barlip, fending off an orgasm. This is ridiculous! She finished her cocktail, panting. The feelings intensified, and she silently gasped as a climax instantly rocked her pussy.

Voklotar took a sip of his whiskey. “You don’t look so good, hun. Maybe you should take a minute in the bathroom? Compose yourself?”

Holy shit, I just came on a barstool in a backwater space station! Something must be wrong with me! She smiled weakly. “Ah… yes. Yes I think I’ll use the little girls room. Be… right back.”

She stood, trying to hide the wet spot on the stool, then walked towards the women’s restroom.

Voklotar watched the beautiful buttcheeks jiggle against each other as she walked away. He motioned to two patrons that were sitting in the corner. One was a fat purple alien humanoid with dozens of tentacles for his legs. The other was a male human, short and stocky, but clearly very strong.

They nodded at Voklotar, then followed Starblush into the bathroom. They put a sign on the doorknob that told everyone that the room was closed.

The yellow-striped man finished his whiskey, baring his teeth at the bite of the liquor.

“New formula works way better than the last, that’s for sure.”

Starblush grabbed both sides of the dirty sink before she fell to her knees. Another orgasm was building in her loins, and it caused her to shake with pleasure.

“Oh screw this! I need some sort of release, whatever is happening!” she said, spinning to the toilet stall behind her. She went in and closed it, then plopped her thick ass on the toilet. She spread her legs wide, placing a boot against both sides of the wall. She then unzipped her suit all the way down to her groin, freeing her amazing breasts. She wasted no time, and plunged both of her hands down to her pussy.

“OH!...” she bit her lip in ecstasy, “...FUCK ME! NNNG!”

The Patroller came three times in a row even though she had barely played with herself, her juices splattering onto the bathroom floor. She panted heavily, her breath playing with the strand of auburn hair that had fallen over her face. Her nipples were painfully hard, as if they needed to be milked. She didn’t know why she was so horny, and she dearly wished she was in a nice hotel room somewhere else instead of on assignment.

Suddenly the stall door was yanked open, swinging away from her. She startled, almost slipping off the toilet.

There standing before her, was the tentacled alien and the man, who were both smiling lustfully at her spread legs.

“Th-this is the women’s restroom!” Starblush yelped, not realizing that she hadn’t closed her spread-eagle legs, “Get out!”

“Nah fuck that, we’re gonna have some fun with you,” the stocky man said, unzipping his pants. A beefy one-foot-long, four-inch-thick cock flopped out, quickly growing hard. The sight of it immediately began stirring another orgasm up from her nether regions, fighting her fear.

She kicked a leg at the man as he advanced, which he pushed to the side once more. He grabbed her wrists while climbing on top of her.

“NOO! LET ME GO!” the redhead screamed as she felt the man zip tie her arms behind her to the pipe on the wall. She began sobbing as he sat on her cushy boobs, slapping his dick against her plump lips.

While the stocky man rubbed his meat all over her face, the tentacled alien slithered between her legs. It coiled a couple around her toned thighs, forcing them even further apart, then set upon her pussy with the several.

Starblush screamed as the tentacles rubbing on her cunt instantly climaxed her, and then she gagged on salty cock as the man forced himself inside her mouth. He started humping her head, forcing his girth into her throat.

Multiple tentacles slipped themselves into her suit, then viciously tugged. The thin blue material broke at the base of the zipper and easily shredded itself to fully expose her soaking wet pussy lips. The alien smiled, then lunged himself toward the inviting holes.

The restrained redhead came, from whatever was ravaging her libido, as she felt her vagina and anus filled with cold slimy tentacles. The way they writhed inside her, feeling her inner walls, disgusted her, but her body betrayed her and shocked her with another orgasm.

Her entire body jiggled from the two brutes’ savage gangrape, shaking the stalls around them.

One grueling penis-filled hour passed for Starblush as her rapists reamed her holes with their meat. She lost count of how many times the drug inside her forced her to climax, and her mind was deliriously close to snapping.

She groaned in sexual agony as the man straddling her face yelled, pushing as deep as he could down her throat. His member pulsed, and sticky cum began spraying the walls of her gullet. She choked and gargled as his nuts rumbled on her chin.

The stocky man spent fifteen minutes emptying his load into her mouth, feeding her a hefty two gallons of jizz, then slipped out from her drooling lips. He stuffed his cock back into his pants, then wormed his way under the stall door as the alien continued fucking her.

“Take your time man, I’m gonna have a smoke,” the man said to the alien, “Gotta say, the new dosage is really hittin’ her good.”

“I’ll say! She won’t stop squirting on me!” the alien laughed, leaning forward to coil some tentacles around her bouncing breasts.

“Fuck her up!” The stocky man left the bathroom.

Dosage? I was drugged!? No… the man at the bar… him! Starblush finally put things together as she felt her giant tits squeezed, milk leaking from her sensitive nipples.

The purple alien ravaged the struggling fuck meat for another thirty minutes, then wrapped two tentacles around her throat, picking up his pace. She sobbed and climaxed every couple of seconds the entire time until finally he reached the tipping point.

The alien roared, burying his slippery appendages deep inside her. She felt them squeeze up through her cervix into her womb, and flood the fertile organ with rich semen. The tentacles up her ass pushed up into her guts, and began pumping jizz through them.

Starblush wailed with anguish as she was injected with cum. Her body sensed the potent cream in her womb, and her ovaries sent a dozen eggs each down her fallopian tubes, splashing into the hungry bath of sperm. His seed swarmed them, and they responded by changing their genetic makeup so that they could be penetrated.

The alien humped his many cocks against her in pleasure, as she was impregnated over and over again with his load. The doomed bimbo stopped struggling as she felt a hose of cum spray into her stomach from her guts.

The alien pumped one-hundred gallons of semen inside the tied up slut, bloating her stomach to the size of a beach ball. Cum drizzled from her plump lips as he squirted the final pump inside her, then withdrew his tentacles from her defeated body.

“You know how to take a dick, whore,” the alien laughed, then slithered away, leaving the pregnant bitch tied up and oozing with jizz.

Starblush sat on the toilet for twenty minutes, grateful that nobody else had entered the bathroom to take advantage of her. Her belly sat heavy atop her, sloshing with the immense load of cum inside. She could feel the gestating eggs inside her growing, as they were taking full advantage of her genetically enhanced body to mature at an alarming rate.

She tugged on the zip ties, which got her nowhere. They were cinched down so tight that her hands were starting to hurt. She had no choice but to lay there and incubate her babies.

An hour passed, and her stomach grew huge as the aliens inside her had completed their gestation. She grunted as she felt a contraction, and began giving birth.

The big-titted baby-factory squealed as quietly as she could as purple tentacle children began popping out of her pussy, for she didn’t want to attract attention to her vulnerable position. One by one the babies slipped from her abused hole, until finally, she gave birth to all twenty-four of them.

Starblush panted heavily, recovering from her brutal rape. Whatever drug had been in her system had worn off, and she felt no pleasure now. But despite the traumatizing experience inflicted upon her, she had learned something.

Voklotar had drugged her. And she knew what he looked like.

This knowledge alone filled her with energy, and she swung her legs up to the pipe holding her hands hostage. She pushed, with all her might, and felt the zip ties stretch under the pressure.

Her hands popped out, and she slipped off the toilet into the cum puddle on the floor. She groaned, rubbing her head, when she felt one of her alien babies latch onto her left nipple.

She looked down at the child, happily sucking the milk from her boob, and almost felt bad when she yanked it off and set it down. She stood up and looked down at her bodysuit. It was in tatters, baring her entire front.

The patroller would have to brave the station and its inhabitants with her giant fuck-pillows bouncing freely and her cum-hungry pussy exposed.

Chapter 3

Starblush peered through the keyhole of the bathroom door, her titties mushing against the rusty metal.

There were only a couple of folks left in the bar, utterly lost in their drink and their thoughts. She spied Voklotar hissing at the two lackeys that had raped the shit out of her.

“She’s still in the bathroom? Get rid of her, you idiots! I don’t care how, dumpster in the back, airlock, whatever. How could you two be so thick?”

“I thought he was gonna do it!” the purple alien said, pointing an accusatory tentacle at the stocky man.

“Me!? You were the one taking your sweet time getting her knocked up! Why didn’t you do it!?”

Voklotar slammed a fist on the table. “Both of you handle it, you morons. And don’t put her with the rest of the ladies we’ve snatched with this drug. If a Patroller goes missing, we’ll attract hell as a spacefleet on our asses.”

They looked at their boss with embarrassment, who stared back, seething.

“Fucking GO! Holy shit!”

They yelped, turning around and jogging towards the bathroom like the dogs they were. Starblush leaned up from the keyhole and faced the dank room.

“Shit! I have to think of something, fast!” the busty doll said, scanning for some sort of escape. She really was not in the mood to be raped and impregnated a third time in one day.

She spied a rusty moldy vent in the ceiling above one of the stalls. Oh this is going to be so gross.

The two brutes busted into the bathroom, then went to the stall they had fucked the hot piece of ass in. Their faces dropped when they saw that she had wiggled free of her bonds, nowhere to be found.

“Welp… boss won’t like…” the stocky man muttered.

Outside, behind the seedy bar, a vent cover busted off the wall, and out came tumbling the jiggling body of Starblush. She landed on her gelatinous ass, her huge freed tittes flopping in every direction. She grunted, then stood up.

The crawl through the vent had not been easy, as her massive udders had been flattened painfully in the small corridor the entire time. At one point a nail had snagged part of her already-ripped body suit, and tore off her entire right sleeve.

“Alright, now to tail the jerk who drugged me! He seems to be the ringleader of this whole operation.”

And as if on cue, Voklotar suddenly busted out the back door of the bar not fifteen feet away from her. The bodacious half-nude whore flinched from surprise, then quickly ducked behind a dumpster next to her. The striped man lit a cigarette, then began walking down the alley away from her.

Perfect! Now I just have to use the stealth tactics I learned during training! She smiled as she began following the drug lord.

He stuck to the alleys, and Starblush tailed him for about twenty minutes, until they came to the back door of a mysterious establishment. He knocked twice, and then a moment later it opened and another man began whispering with him. The sexy redhead was kneeling down behind a wooden crate about twenty feet back, peering carefully out from the side.

Behind her mountainous ass, a homeless alien woke up. He resembled a bi-pedal salamander, his skin moist and black. He yawned, then noticed the shapely bubble-butt wiggling just a few feet away. A smile spread across his slimy face, as if he had just struck gold.

“I can’t hear what they’re saying… I’m gonna have to get a little closer…” the Patroller whispered to herself. Suddenly she gasped, as she felt two cold hands grab each of her juicy buttcheeks. She looked over her shoulder, and saw the salamander alien mashing and kneading her bulbous ass.

“What are you doing!?” she hissed quietly, “This is assault!”

“Damn right I’m assaulting this booty. Holy shit!”

“Shh!” she hushed him, peeking at Voklotar once more to make sure he hadn’t noticed. She turned back to her molester. “Listen, you have to be quiet, I can’t lose this lead!”

The alien whispered mockingly. “Well then slut, you’ll just have to be quiet while I bust a nut in you! Wouldn't want to lose your lead’, right?”

Starblush fought back tears as he plunged his wet thumbs into her butthole, ripping her suit more. He stretched it, loving how tight it felt. He couldn’t help himself anymore, and ripped her suit open to fully free her jiggling rump.

Shit, is there nobody on this station that won’t rape me? Starblush thought to herself as the salamander alien produced a thick, two-foot-long cock. “Just… be gentle alright? And you have to let me go when I need to.”

“Whatever bitch,” the alien said, then pressed his dick up against her twitching asshole. He squirted a glob of pre-cum into her anus, then crammed inside. The redhead bit her lip in pain as half his meat filled her ass. He wrapped his hands around her curvy hips, and with a quiet snarl slammed the other foot up inside. A single tear ran from her beautiful green eyes as he began ass-raping her.

The anal invasion went on for twenty minutes until Voklotar finally started saying his farewells to his contact.

“Alright, I’ll meet you Bay Indigo. Make sure to bring all seven boxes, we’ll need to make sure the girls are thoroughly drugged for the transit,” he said to the man in the doorway. The man nodded, then closed the door. Voklotar began walking further down the alley, unaware of the buttfucking happening behind him.

“Ah! Shit! Gah!” Starblush gasped as she saw her target slipping from her. She turned towards her rapist. “Alright, you’ve had your fun! You promised to let me go when I needed to.”

The salamander continued slapping away at her cheeks. He leaned forward and grabbed both of her arms, bending her backwards.

“The only thing you need-...” he hissed, doubling down on his thrusting, “...-is to shut the fuck up and take this dick!”

“No! Please! Let me go-AAGLK!” the Patroller choked, as the salamander suddenly shot his long wet tongue from his mouth and wrapped it tightly around her neck. Her protests were seriously pissing him off.

The slimy alien raped her for another twenty minutes, then buried himself inside her, her soft ass molding around his waist. Starblush sobbed as she felt cum gush into her intestines.

“How could you do this to me?” she gasped quietly from her choking mouth, tears hitting the ground as his load flooded through her guts.

“How could I- Ah!... not? Holy fuck! Mm! Damn you feel awesome!” the alien moaned, as he continued pumping his load into the wiggling redhead. He slowly humped his penis in and out of her, the tight hole milking him for everything he had as her buttcheeks massaged his girth.

He pumped almost twenty gallons into Starblush, and it had gushed into her stomach, bulging it slightly. Just as he was about to finish, he pulled out, painting her jiggling cheeks with his seed.

“How about a farewell gift, you bitch?” he asked, suddenly plunging into her pussy, “Something to remember me by for nine months?”

Starblush couldn’t speak from the tongue noose around her neck, and she heaved with despair as salty jizz sprayed into her womb. Her ovaries immediately sent a dozen eggs to meet the cream, for her body was still riled up from her last pregnancy.

The stupid fuck doll could do nothing except cry as the homeless alien easily impregnated every single egg in her womb.

“Well darling, it’s been a blast. Send me a postcard, yeah?” the alien chuckled as he stood over his creamed conquest. He walked away, laughing at her misery.

Starblush groaned, then stood to her feet. She put a hand on her midsection, and could feel the alien babies inside growing. She wiped away her tears, then started down the alley after Voklotar. She would have to deal with the pregnancy while in pursuit, for she knew they were leaving the station soon.

The Patroller made her way through the alleys, tattered remnants of her bodysuit fluttering in the wind. She had to make her way to Bay Indigo, to finally capture Voklotar and put an end to his scheme.

Her belly grew by the minute as the life inside grew. Until finally, after about an hour and a half of mazing her way through the alleyways, they came to fruition, her stomach rotund and full.

Starblush spasmed, as her body signaled it was time to give birth. She sat on some old cardboard, then leaned back and spread her legs, her face flushed with shame.

One by one, slimy black salamander babies slipped out of her aching cunt, until she mercifully finished birthing all twelve of them. They squeaked with a certain cuteness to them, then slithered away into the dark moist corners of the station. The baby-factory took deep breaths as she laid there on her back, her massive titties sloshing with her rising chest.

Her belly shrank back down to its normal toned state, and she stood. Without a heavy pregnant belly to slow her down, she could easily make up the lost time.

After twenty minutes running, her boobs bouncing and her ass cheeks slapping, the alley finally spit the naked redhead out into Bay Indigo. There she saw a cargo shuttle, engines running, prepped for takeoff. Voklotar stood on the loading ramp, making sure the cargo was secure. The Patroller could see several large clear containers tied down, each one housing a beautiful naked girl.

“Stop right there, Voklotar!” Starblush commanded, putting her hands on her hips, thrusting her flopping tits forward in furious confidence. “I demand you submit to my authority, and release those women!”

The striped man turned, and chuckled at the sight of the nude whore. “Looks like you’ve had some fun, huh? How’d you like my little love pill, slut?”

“You vile pig! That drug was horrible! I almost felt pleasure as I was tied down by your men and forcefully impregnated by them!”

“Ah, so sad for you. Anyways, I have to get going, so why don’t you say hello to your new friends?” Voklotar picked up a remote and hit a button. Behind Starblush, two large crates opened their doors. She heard two loud deep growls from within, and spun around to see what was happening.

Chapter 4

From the crate on her right emerged a giant, hairless, horse-looking creature, but its head was that of a slug, its two beady eyes leering intently at her fresh fertile body. Between its hind legs was a massive cock, four-feet-long and four-inches-thick, its tip flaring out even thicker and oozing with cum.

From the crate on her left emerged a lean, muscled, angry looking gorilla type of monster. It’s mouth was a scrunched hole, and it had six milky white eyes, which it used to visually grope her weak human figure. Between its legs hung a three-foot-long, five-inch-thick penis, so hard and swollen that dozens of veins lined the surface beneath the skin.

Starblush gasped at the sight of the gargantuan-donged monsters, her pussy quivering and her butthole puckering. Her puffy pink nipples hardened, and she didn’t even notice a strand of drool drip from her luscious red lips. Absolute terror filled her entire body, and she began shaking, every inch of her body jiggling wondrously.

“Have fun! Maybe this will make you rethink being a shill for the Busty Corps!” Voklotar laughed as the loading ramp rose off the ground and the door to the shuttle’s cargo hold closed. The ship’s engines roared with power, and then it was gone from the station, into the star-speckled darkness of space.

Starblush barely noticed. The only thing she was focusing on was the enormous dicks on the monsters before her.

The gorilla monster suddenly roared, then charged the terrified slut before him. She screamed, bracing herself uselessly for his impact. He crashed into her, wrapping his strong arms around her entire body as he smashed her to the ground. Her massive jugs rolled, and he caught both of them with his strong hands.

The beast squeezed as hard as he could, as if they were stress balls, and twin hoses of milk sprayed violently from her nipples.

“AAAGH! PLEASE NOOOO!” she screamed uselessly as her udders were forcibly milked. The horse slug stomped over to them, its penis pulsing with anticipation.

I can’t take this! They’re HUGE! They’ll kill me! Starblush despaired as she tried with all her might to remove the gorilla monster’s groping hands. He was significantly stronger, unfortunately for her, essentially granting him permission to do whatever he wanted to the struggling fuck toy.

The patroller gasped as she saw the underbelly of the horse lug enter her vision above her, then screamed as the meaty pole it wielded hovered inches above her face. Its basketball-sized testicles pressed against the top of her head, and she could feel how full of cum they were.

The alien primate grunted with satisfaction, his hands drenched with her milk, then released the abused breasts. They sloshed to either side as the beast grabbed her toned thighs and wrenched her legs spread eagle. He slapped his cock against her labia, and rubbed his entire length over it. A hefty dollop of pre-cum spit from the tip, splattering on her right titty. He then backed up and aimed the muscled member.

Above her the horse slug made a strange alien sound, and took a step back as it positioned his hips. The intimidating phallus dipped down, and Starblush was now openly sobbing. It aimed at her trembling lips, coating them with a glob of hot jizz.

“Please…” the vulnerable sex toy pleaded one last time, “Just let me go…”

The gorilla ruthlessly slammed into her pussy, and when she screamed in agonizing pain, the horse slug pushed its penis against her lips. Her cries were muffled as her mouth stretched wide around his girth, allowing him inside.

The Patroller’s hips widened from the immense size of the alien dick in her pussy, inch after inch pushing inside, stretching her. Her cervix was of no defense, and the monster mercilessly invaded the tight hole to gain access to her fertile womb. She began to convulse as she felt two meaty nuts mush against her posterior, the gorilla hooting with sexual gratification at burying himself completely inside her.

Her throat bulged as the horse slug slid inside the wet pipe. She choked hard on his length, and her convulsions turned into spasms as his tip popped into her stomach. He still had a foot to cram inside her, and therefore kept pushing. His penis pushed against the wall of her stomach, stretching down. The horse’s cock rubbed up against the gorilla’s through the massaging walls of her insides, and soon after Starblush’s world went dark, her face smothered by testicles.

The two mammalian aliens held their cocks deep inside the redhead for a moment, enjoying the way her body barely contained their size. Then the horse slug started to thrust, and the gorilla hooted with confirmation as he started slamming his hips against her.

Starblush’s body bulged and stretched in ways she thought not possible as the lustful monsters pounded into her with their titanic bitch-tamers. Her huge boobs flopped and jiggled painfully on her chest as she was ravaged, giving the gorilla a wondrous sight to further fuel the gang rape.

The horse slug was not as intelligent as the primate, and as such his thrusting was based on a pure need to breed. It was consistent, deep, and without a care in the galaxy for her comfort. The alien gorilla however, switched his speed up occasionally, thoroughly enjoying the way her warm cunt contracted all around his cock.

The auburn-haired dick-pleaser’s face was completely drenched in a mixture of her saliva and the horse slug’s pre-cum, and it pooled around her torso.

The only sounds that rang out in Bay Indigo was that of savage, animalistic, gang rape. The Patroller’s screams grew quieter and quieter as her breeding went on and on.

Three very slow hours passed as the monsters fucked their prey.

Starblush’s eyes had completely rolled up into her head, but she did not pass out. Her body had been genetically destined by Busty Corps for this exact moment; to perform as a helpless cock-sleeve for aliens across the galaxy.

She felt the mighty poles sheath themselves inside her, distending visibly under her skin, and the heavy nuts smothering her face and resting on her buttcheeks rumbled. The redheaded cum-dumpster let cry one last gargled, tearful protest as powerful jets of jizz sprayed with the force of a fire hose into her womb and stomach.

Starblush screamed as she was subject to the painful spouts of reproductive cream. Her vagina swelled immediately, the alien primate’s load immediately filling her vagina and pushing up into her fallopian tubes. The eggs huddled inside her ovaries didn’t even have a chance of settling into her womb for seeding before they were drenched in the torrential onslaught of sperm. One by one each egg was devastated and impregnated by the beastly jizz, as the load sprayed uncontrollably from her spasming pussy lips into a growing puddle around her ass.

As the Patroller squirmed from the gorilla’s repeated impregnations, the meat in her throat filled up her belly, which began expanding at a frightening rate. The whore’s struggling became much harder to do as gallon after gallon of the thick sludge filled her. Her belly sagged to either side of her, touching the ground, as the horse slug pressed his waist against her with all his weight.

Thirty minutes of nut-blasting passed. Still the beasts were emptying themselves inside the twitching girl.

The gorilla alien had never cum into such a fertile hole before, and his seed continued to impregnate Starblush’s eggs. Her entire reproductive tract bulged irregularly with his cream, thiry of her eggs impregnated and counting.

Her belly had inflated with three-hundred-gallons of hot horse jizz, bubbling profusely inside her as it stretched her skin tight. Her jiggling udders had been pushed up over her stuffed face from the sheer size of her stomach, and semen splashed from her cleavage as she violently hurled his load. No more of the horse slug’s goo could be pumped down her throat, yet it continued trying.

The puddle of cum around them filled half the docking bay, and she was utterly slathered in the stuff.

Another fifteen minutes went by, until finally the monsters humped tightly against Starblush’s holes, squeezing the last of their testicles’ contents into the defeated bitch.

Silence, save for the choking splashes of the redhead’s vomiting, filled the bay. Both alien mammals sighed, then began pulling their monstrous impregnators from the thoroughly impregnated girl.

The Patroller’s belly wobbled heavy atop her as she clamped down instinctively with her vagina and throat, making sure to milk them dry. The girthy tips we’re caught inside the orifices, briefly stretching her, then they popped out, flopping against the ground.

Starblush hurled uncontrollably as gallons of the cream surged out from her mouth. Her pussy leaked in huge globs, as she was still clamping down with the hole, so used to having it filled with the alien primate’s cock. She had been impregnated a total of forty-four times by the beast, and her violated eggs had squeezed down her fallopian tubes so that they could grow in her womb.

The two monsters grew tired from their epic rape, and retreated back to their cages, where food, water, and their beds awaited them. Starblush simply laid there, soaking in their cum, nurturing the life inside her.

An hour passed as redhead digested the immense load that had been so kindly donated to her. Her stomach shrank, but her womb swelled as the babies inside grew.

Eventually she appeared even larger than she did with the belly full of cum. Her skin was wrapped tight around the football-sized baby alien gorilla’s much like a sheet of plastic wrap around food on a plate.

She felt a contraction, and began giving birth. This final pain allowed her the sweet release of unconsciousness.

Starblush woke, and she felt two mouths sucking on her swollen nipples. She groaned, leaning up. Her full jugs rolled forward, but the mouths stayed firmly clamped to them. She looked at the baby gorillas, how her nipples disappeared into the subtle scrunched holes on their faces. Around her crawled around her litter, hooting playfully as the wrestled and explored the docking bay.

“So… intense…” she said weakly, her throat still sore from the supreme fucking it had endured. She tugged the gorillas off her tits, then stood up, her legs trembling. She burped of a glob horse slug cum into her cleavage, then licked her lips.

“Gotta get back to the ship I suppose…” she said sadly, turning for the entrance. Voklotar had gotten away, free to wreak havoc with his drug and ship off the girls he had captured.

Starblush had failed her very first assignment as a Busty Corps Patroller.

Greox yawned as he finished his book. He looked at his watch, and shook his head. It had been almost an entire day, and he wondered whether he should sleep on the ship or grab a dinky little room at one of the inns.

Suddenly the door to the ship opened, and in walked a completely naked Starblush, covered head to toe in alien semen, her pussy, ass, and mouth leaking with the milky white fluid.

Can’t say I didn’t see this coming, Greox thought as he jumped up out of his chair. “Melons! You okay?”

“I… I…” she whimpered, tears in her eyes. Greox threw a towel over her shoulders, which she clutched to her naked bosom. “I failed… Greox, I fucking failed my very first mission!”

As the redhead began sobbing, Greox rubbed a hand on her back comfortingly, making sure not to let the cum touch him. “There, there, it’s alright. Did you find out who was responsible at least?”

She sniffled. “Some jerk named Voklotar…”

Greox went to the main computer at a desk behind the pilot’s chair, and punched the name into the database. It beeped and searched for about a minute, and the shit-eating grin of the black and yellow-striped alien displayed on the screen. Greox turned back to face the jizz-covered slut.

“As a certified Busty Corps Patroller, you have the authority to brand whomever you please as an Exosystem Outlaw. They wouldn’t be able to set foot on a respectable installation anywhere unless they want to be locked up in Zeffuloc dungeon for the rest of their lives.”

Greox motioned to the selection button that could perform such a damnation. Starblush looked at the screen, then to Greox, then back to the screen. She smiled, faintly, standing up.

She hovered her finger over the button, took a breath, then pressed her finger against the screen. The computer read her fingerprint, and then a brilliant red banner filled the top of Voklotar’s portrait, officially labeling him as a fugitive. The simple act of it instantly made the violated Patroller feel a million times better.

Epilogue

Starblush entered the cockpit, after taking a very long shower. She had donned a fresh bodysuit, happy to be somewhat decent again. She sat down in the co-pilot’s chair, as Greox put his headset on.

“So while you were on The Daze getting fucked or whatever, Busty Corps called with several more jobs to pick from. Just lemme know which one piques your interest, and we’ll be off.”

Starblush smiled, looking out into space at the beautiful twinkling stars beyond, then brought up a list of contracts on the screen beside her. There was something about pirate raiders, another about an outbreak of specimens on a research station, and many others to pick from.

She scrolled and scrolled until she found one that seemed interesting, then looked to her pilot.

“Take us out there, Greox.”

And The Voluptuous blasted off into the stars.