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Starblush 4: Paradise Flayed

By Altos

Chapter 1

“Gree…” Starblush said blissfully, “Call the pool boy over… I could use an oil massage…”

“I’m your pilot, Melons, not your servant,” Greox replied, holding a metal fan beneath his chin, so that the artificial ultraviolet rays of the resort station could tan more effectively.

Starblush pouted, puckering her luscious, red, dick-sucking lips, clearly not satisfied with the green alien’s response. “Fine… I’ll do it myself, I guess…”

The duo had come to Shining Space, a five-star deluxe resort station in sector thirty-seven, which was near a large star. The resort provided everything: pools, bars, massages, fancy meals, the works. After a bout of several missions in a row, Starblush had decided that they needed a well-earned break.

The curvaceous, auburn-haired, Busty Corps Patroller leaned up from her pool chair, her massive 44H breasts sloshing seductively, pushing her flimsy swimsuit to its limit. She was wearing a red string bikini, the cups of the top barely covering only her puffy nipples, which pushed out visibly underneath the thin fabric. Her bottom could barely be labeled as clothing, with a small cut triangle just big enough to cover her slutty pussy-lips. The strings of the bikini were taut, sinking into the flesh of her gelatinous ass and milk-filled boobs.

“Pool boy!” the sexy Patroller called out. About fifteen yards away, a young blonde man, around twenty years old, gulped.

“Be right there, miss!” he grabbed a towel and slung it over his shoulder, as to hide the raging hard-on he had for the succulent female. He wandered over, nerves nearly overwhelming him.

“H-how may I assist you, ma’am?”

“I’d like a lather of oil please,” Starblush said, leaning back flat on her pool chair, her jugs rolling in her bikini.

The pool boy gazed upon the delicious pile of tits and ass before him, so very close to being nude. I love my job, he thanked nobody, as he set a small stool next to Starblush. He sat down, then pumped a handful of oil from the bottle strapped to his waist. He lubed his hands, then hovered them for a moment over the soft midsection of the Patroller. He gulped once again, then placed his hands upon her.

His cock was just about ready to burst from his pants as he spread the oil over her perfect skin, painting a glistening sheen on her toned stomach and waist. He massaged her there for a minute or so, for he dared not venture to other parts of her body.

“Everywhere, pool boy…” Starblush whispered, soaking in the hot rays of the sun beaming down through the domed ceiling of the space station, “I need my tan to be even…”

The pool boy breathed, wrestling control over his hormonal libido, then nodded. “As you wish, ma’am.”

He slowly slid his hands up her torso, until they reached the base of the two jiggling mountains of her breasts. He paused, then pushed further. Her flesh molded to his hands, her breasts wobbling atop her chest as he grasped two generous handfuls. His fingers squeezed down into them, disappearing between the wondrous fat, as the lube from his hands was leeched dry.

Starblush seemed not to care that her massage now included blatant groping, her eyes closed with relaxation. The pool boy pumped another handful of oil for himself, then held it over her huge mammaries. A thin line of the slime trickled from his hands, and he guided it over the beautiful orbs, covering the entirety of them with the lube. Her bikini darkened as it became wet, further defining her nipples, which hardened from the oil.

The man resumed mashing her fuck-pillows with his hands, ensuring that every last inch of skin was drenched with oil. He couldn’t resist his primal urges, and slipped his hands beneath the cups of her swimsuit, feeling her wondrous nipples between light pinches of his fingers. He realized what he had done, and stared with fear. To his great fortune, the lovely redhead was on the cusp of a nap, and seemed not to notice the molestation.

What do I have to do to lay a chic like this? He day-dreamed, fondling and squeezing the two globular orbs.

He massaged every inch of the busty whore, from her shoulders to her toes. He wasn’t able to pay any special attention to her flattened ass cheeks since she was laying on her back, but he got a decent handful of them as he massaged her waist and thighs.

Starblush moaned, wrenched from her nap when the pool boy finished his work.

“Mmm… that was wonderful…” she said sweetly, leaning up. Her entire body shined with lube from the sun above her. She swung her thick toned legs over the side of the pool chair, then stood up. “Alright, come with me, pool boy. I could use a facial mask to top it off.”

The pool boy followed, like a dog ready to breed, sticking closely behind Starblush as she walked alongside the edge of the pool. Her bulbous bubble-butt swayed from side to side as she walked, each amazing cheek bouncing about independently. The pool boy’s eyes weren’t the only ones fixed upon her legendary booty; the redhead was just about snapping the necks of every male patron at the pool,  and few ladies as well. Her sex appeal pervaded everyone’s thoughts, subjecting her to the the imaginative fuck-fests in their minds.

The two entered the spa lounge, and the pool boy motioned her into a private room, complete with a massage table and everything required for full-body pampering.

Oil dripped down the green-eyed fuck doll’s legs as she entered the room. Her heel struck just right on the ground, and she yelped as her feet slipped out suddenly before her. She stumbled, trying to catch her balance, then fell forward. Her head banged against the side of the massage table, knocking her unconscious, and she fell tits-first onto the floor.

The pool boy stared in shock at the wobbling ass before him, and his erection somehow grew even harder. He could no longer keep his desires at bay, and quietly closed the door to the massage room. He knelt down beside her rotund mountain of ass, then placed his hands on each quivering cheek.

“Fucking hell...” he whispered in awe at they way the squished beneath his fingers. He hooked his fingers into the red string of her bottom, then slowly pulled them down over the luscious rump. Her cheeks rolled beneath the string as he peeled the tiny garment away, and then her perfect pussy and tight butthole were exposed. The pool boy left the bikini bottom around her thighs, and she whimpered in her unconscious state, unaware of the sexual peril she was in.

The pool boy stood up, and began undressing. As soon as his boxers slid down his legs, his aching one-foot-long dick sprang forth, hard and ready. He straddled her thighs, letting his penis slap against the deep valley of her ass-crack. He gently placed a hand on each of the enormous slabs of flesh, his fingers sinking into them, then squeezed them against his meat.

They enveloped his girth easily, molding lovingly to his shape. He gasped with pleasure, a squirt of pre-cum lobbing onto the small of her back. It was too late now. There would be no changing his mind, and he didn’t care if he would lose his job. He was going to fuck this perfect ass, no matter what.

The pool boy slowly slid his cock down between the walls of her buttcheeks, jiggling them all the while. A thin line of pre-cum mixed in with the oil from her body made her nice and slippery, and he squatted, aiming his throbbing member down as he placed his hands on her shoulders.

He pushed down, the tip of his dick parting the legendary bubble-butt. Her crack was deep, and her flesh swallowed two inches of his penis before the tip poked up against her impossibly small butthole. He squirted another glob of pre-cum, soaking the enticing entrance with his seed, then pushed once more.

Starblush made no sound as her asshole stretched open lovingly for his pole, and he plunged inside her anus. Inch by inch her rump sucked in his penis, until his waist flattened her cheeks, the massive posterior molding around his body.

The pool boy groaned with ecstasy, loving the way her hole clamped around his girth, and then he began ass-raping the bodacious Patroller.

Several miles away, an ominous black ship, curved and spiky, floated in space. There were no lights or beacons visible on this ship, for it did not want to be seen. It watched the resort station, scanning and scheming. Waiting for the right moment.

That moment came, and dozens of small cruisers quietly launched from the ship’s various bays.

Fifteen minutes passed as the pool boy slapped his waist against Starblush’s flopping bubble-butt, her butthole gripping his thrusting cock tightly. Finally he let out a whispered cry, and buried himself balls-deep up her ass.

His dick throbbed, and cum squirted into the redhead’s anus. Her orifice practically sucked on his penis as he came, eager to milk every last drop of his jizz from the meat inside. Her anus filled with his load, as he had never had a load so large before this moment, and the white cream leaked into her intestines.

The pool boy kneaded her buttcheeks, jiggling them around his pumping member, until he had completely emptied his nuts of their contents. Semen bubbled from her squeezing hole, a thin layer of his seed flowing down over her puffy pussy-lips. He sighed, then pulled out. Her ass defiantly clamped down hard on his tip, stopping him for a moment. He gasped, squirting one last extra pump of man-goo into the wondrous booty, then with a wet pop he freed his cock from her creamed orifice.

He sat on her thighs, panting from his vigorous humping, his sweat dripping onto her legs. He stood, then almost lost his balance as the station rocked, knocking several bottles to the ground and almost toppling him right back onto the curvy sex toy.

“What the hell-?” he said, looking to the door. He heard screaming, and the sound of laser bolts firing. Starblush groaned, then jiggled. She was starting to regain consciousness, and the pool boy filled with fear. He grabbed his clothes, and not even bothering to get dressed, ran out the door, leaving the Patroller to wake on her own, panties dropped and cum leaking from her asshole.

“Ugh… what… happened? My head...” Starblush muttered, putting a hand to her head. She flipped over onto her back, and felt the familiar feeling of slimy jizz squish between her buttcheeks. She frowned.

“I was raped!? Was it… the pool boy?” she said, pulling her bottoms up. The thin string caused the semen from her ass to squirt a little as it pressed against it. “No… that boy was too nice. There’s no way he could have done something like fuck my vulnerable ass while I was knocked out.”

Another explosion rocked the station, and this time Starblush was awake to feel it.

“What the hell is going on!? Sounds like gunfire!” she exclaimed, standing up. She jogged over to the door, her huge breasts bouncing and raped ass jiggling, as her Busty Corps Patroller sense of duty kicked in.

She entered the hallway, then heard commotion near the pool area. She walked over to the door, then pushed it open ever so slightly. The sexy redhead gasped at what she saw.

Dozens of tall humanoids in black leather coats and various other menacing bits of clothing had taken the denizens of the resort hostage. Their heads were octopuses, their skin a light purple, with long, thin, three-foot-long tentacles spilling from their faces over their bodies.

The male resort patrons were lined up, on their knees, cowering at gunpoint. While the females, the wives, girlfriends, and mistresses, were all crying and sobbing as the octopus men groped them with their cold slimy hands, tearing at their clothes. Some of the invaders had their tentacles wrapped around the women’s heads, the slippery appendages poking into their ears, mouth, and nostrils, with their thick purple dicks humping inside them, with even more tentacles slipping around from the base of their phalluses. These women did not fight, their eyes an empty fog, and the raiders were able to rape their cunts with ease.

One of the raiders walked up to Greox, who was kneeling with the men. This one was taller than the rest, standing bulky at eight-feet-tall. He wore a black cloth hood, which he pulled down as he knelt to Greox’s level.

“I don’t suppose you have anything for me? Valuables? Things you hold dear?” the octopus pirate asked in a deep rumbling voice.

Greox spat at the floor. “Fuck off, sushi boy.”

The pirate remained stoic, then quickly wrapped his face tentacles around Greox. They coiled around his neck tightly, and two plugged his ears. Greox yelped, as the pirate’s eyes began glowing a brilliant white. The pilot stopped struggling, his own eyes growing foggy, then drooled as the raider stared at him for a moment.

The pirate suddenly let him go, standing up. He turned to one of his henchmen besides him.

“There is a Patroller onboard. She is the primary threat. Find her,” he commanded. The lackey nodded then began walking away as the leader called out an additional ominous command, “...And bring her to me.”

“Shit,” Starblush whispered, backing away from the door. It’s like he read Gree’s mind or something... Who are these freaks?

Unfortunately there was nothing she could do for Greox, as there simply too many raiders at the pool. What she needed was to arm herself. She figured that somewhere near the main cabin there was most likely an armory.

And with an urgent jiggle, the big-titted swimsuit model took off down the hall, away from the pool.

Chapter 2

Starblush took the employee’s elevator up the various floors of the resort. She wasn’t sure how many tentacled raiders there were on the station, but it was safe to assume that they had taken over completely. The main lift would have been one of the first areas they locked down. Truth be told, she wasn’t entirely sure the employee’s elevator was safe either, but time was of the essence.

The doors opened at the seventh level, which was the security level, and her eyes went wide.  Not six feet away she saw the pool boy who had massaged her, in the coiled grasp of a raider. The brute’s tentacles were in his ears and mouth, and his eyes were foggy.

Starblush grew angry, and sprinted towards them as fast as she could. She jumped into the air, and thrust both of her mighty legs out in front of her. Her feet landed squarely against the pirate’s head, his neck sounding out one distinct crack.

The raider crumpled immediately, his appendages slipping out of the pool boy.

“Guh… What…” the pool boy gasped, his eyes clearing. He looked up, and was greeted with the sexy underboob of the Patroller. She leaned down, her huge udders hanging, and extended a hand.

“On your feet, pool boy. This place isn’t safe.”

“You bitch!” a voice from behind them barked.

Starblush whipped around, causing one of her puffy nipples to slip out from behind her bikini cup, and saw another octopus alien, who had just emerged from one of the offices. The pirate dropped the handful of trinkets he had scavenged, and drew a blaster.

“You criminals will never succeed! I will stop you!” Starblush declared, then ran to her new opponent with the same intensity as before.

The raider sneered with his rubbery mouth, then grabbed a bolas from his belt. He hit a button on the side of it, and then with a well-practiced throw he flung it towards the charging slut’s legs.

Starblush yelped as the bolas hit her ankles and wrapped several times around her. Once the two ends slapped against her, they delivered a single powerful electric charge to her entire body. She screamed, tripping to the ground. The sudden impact flattened her titanic titties, and pushed her bra to its final limit. The red string snapped, and either end fell to the sides of her, releasing her breasts to the world.

“I don’t need my feet free to fight you!” the Patroller snarled, turning over and swinging her legs around to face the raider, who was now advancing on the exposed woman. He reached her, and she kicked her bound legs out at his shins. The pirate easily sidestepped her attack, and delivered a powerful backhand to her beautiful face.

Starblush grunted through bared teeth from the blow, his touch stinging her cheek. She swung her fists wildly as he bent down for her.

“You bastard!” she yelled, as her right wrist was grabbed by the octopus alien. She swung her free fist at his face, which connected. “You’re not taking me down that easily!”

The pirate shrugged off the pain of her strike, the strength of it surprising him. She went to punch him again, but he was able to catch it with his other hand. The Patroller bucked her legs, frantically trying to free herself from his vice-like grip. He took a few steps forward, away from her kicking, then shot his facial tentacles at her head.

“No!” Starblush screamed as appendages wrapped around her head and neck, “Let...  hrk!... me... go!”

The tentacles tightened, and panic filled the Patroller as she felt herself losing the battle. Two tentacles plunged into her ears, worming themselves painfully deep, and then…

There was nothing. But also something. She was aware of the raider’s hold on her, but it didn’t seem like it was a problem in the moment. And the voices. There were so many voices in her head. Many were screaming, but some were talking calmly. And a few, a distinct few, she could make out rather clear words.

“How is she progressing?”

“Very well. She continues to be mated on a daily basis, but she is winning some.”

“I see. Very well. Continue the tests, doctor. When she’s had enough, send her to the media department. She’s due for about three hours in the chair.”

“Yes sir.”

Before Starblush could process the words, they vanished, and screams replaced them.

“That’s it, slut…” the octopus alien said with a smile, as he looked at Starblush’s foggy eyes, saliva drooling from her slack red lips. “Nice and calm…”

The raider kept his mind-penetrating tentacles in her ears for a minute or so, until she stopped resisting his grasp. He grabbed some cuffs from his waist, and bound her wrists together. Once her arms were secured, he uncoiled his tentacles from her head. He let her slump to the floor, then took his coat off.

“Ugh…” Starblush groaned, as the screams faded and she groggily became aware of the present, “What the hell…”

She blinked, then froze as the now-naked octopus man stood over her, and she was finally able to get a clear look at the cock that their species possessed.

The alien’s penis was two-feet-long and three-inches-thick, but the tip diverged into five one-foot-long tentacles. Each one was oozing pre-cum, and contorting about independently of one another. At the base of the beefy pole, lined all around it, were more of the tentacles like the ones dangling from his face, much like a blooming flower. And behind them hung one large tesiticle, about the size of a football.

“...You wouldn’t dare!” she said, trying to scoot away from the thick cock.

“You bet your fucking ass I would!” the raider laughed, grabbing a fistfull of her luscious red hair. She cried as he yanked her head towards him and then, without releasing her, gave her face a hard slap of his palm.

“You asshole!” she yelled, and then with a yelp recoiled from another slap. The alien reared back, then slapped her even harder, causing tears to form in her deep green eyes. The raider then grasped the back of her head, and swung his erect penis in front of her face.

Fear filled her, and made her plump lips tremble. She looked up at the pirate, a tear flowing down her cheek, eyebrows slanted in a sad expression.

“Please! You don’t… You don’t have to do this!” the doomed bimbo whimpered, as the tips of the alien cock brushed up against her chin and lips.

“Oh, but I want to, you cow,” he assured her, “Now enough talk. Suck.”

And with his demeaning retort, he pushed forward. Starblush wailed behind her closed mouth, as her lips were parted by two of the wriggling penis tentacles. They rubbed against her teeth, pulling painfully against her lips, as the rest slithered about her chin, drenching it in pre-cum.

The raider grew restless and reached down, grabbing her puffy left nipple between his hands. He squeezed it tight, and pulled on the enormous jug, stretching it upwards. Starblush screamed, opening her mouth, then gagged as all five cold dick appendages slipped inside. They flailed inside her mouth, their rubbery feel on her tongue forcing her to heave with disgust.

The octopus man released her titty, then put both hands on her head. He laughed, pulling her towards him with a forceful strength. Starblush gagged hard as his penis pushed into her throat, her lips sucking tight around the half-way point of his length. As he rammed in deeper her neck bulged dramatically, the veins beneath her skin popping out. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks as she was forced to swallow inch after inch, until finally her nose pressed against the tentacles at his base, the tips of his member breaching her stomach from her throat.

The raider let out a satisfied sigh of pleasure, then removed his hands from her head. Before she could pull away, the tentacles at his waist quickly coiled around her head and neck, then viciously tightened, yanking her back to his base. She desperately tried to free herself as she choked and slobbered on his girth, kicking her tied legs uselessly.

“Aww, what’s the matter sweetheart?” the alien mocked her struggling, as he felt her contract around his meat, “Nowhere to go? Oh well, guess you’ll just have to wait till I’m done then!”

The octopus raider laughed as he began to hump Starblush’s wet throat, causing her massive boobs to bounce.

Twenty, relentless, face-fucking minutes passed as the alien used the Patroller’s throat as his personal cock-sleeve. By then her drool had completely drenched her flopping jugs, spittles of it flying from her pointed nipples. The tentacles around her head loosened and tightened, forcing her lips to suck on every inch of his penis.

“Oh fuck!” the raider suddenly yelled, squeezing her tight against his waist, her auburn hair poking out in disheveled curls between the appendages. The large nutsack dangling on the soft shelf of her bosom began to undulate, and the slurping slut felt his entire cock swell in her throat. The five tips curled outward in a circle, anchoring themselves on the entrance to her stomach, then bulged.

Five powerful jets of thick hot cum sprayed from the tips against the walls of her stomach. Starblush choked hard as the meat in her gullet throbbed with every gallon the pirate pumped inside her. The raider roared with domination as he unleashed his full load inside the squirming tramp, then pushed her forward, forcing her onto her back.

She spasmed as her head smacked against the hard floor, his waist pushing his ejaculating cock deeper still inside her mouth. Her drool-covered milk-bags rolled up, mushing delightfully against the raider’s ass. The redhead’s stomach filled with his jizz, and it slowly began to expand as he injected gallon after gallon. His load surged up her stuffed throat, and she cried beneath his tentacles as it escaped from her tightly-wrapped lips in a wet eruption, smothering her face in a thick layer of slimy semen.

After ten minutes of nutting in Starblush’s throat, the alien’s torrent began to slow. He had fed her fifty gallons of his cum, and her belly was swollen as if she was pregnant.

Her rapist grunted, and she felt irregular bulges begin pushing through his member. She struggled weakly, wiggling about beneath his weight, as the bulges traveled down her throat. From the tips of his cock, emerged five clear tubes, which pushed out into her jizz-filled belly. Once they had extended another foot inside her, golf-ball sized eggs began funneling through them.

Starblush was still, finally giving up, finally letting the raider do whatever he wanted to her, as he began lining the stretched walls of her stomach with his offspring.

The Patroller spluttered semen from her lips weakly, laying in a puddle several feet wide, as the octopus pirate laid the last of sixty eggs into her belly. It had taken him ten minutes to plant them all inside the drowning bimbo, and he enjoyed every last second of it.

The tips of his penis uncurled, and the tentacles around her cum-soaked head uncoiled, and the alien began slowly withdrawing his member, tendrils of slimy jizz oozing down his shaft onto her sucking lips. The reproductive sludge gushed out in thick globs from her nostrils, until finally she sucked hard on his tips as he pulled out entirely.

Starblush hacked up a mouthful of his cum, choked, then swallowed what was left in her mouth. She gasped for air, and enough of his load dripped off her face that she was able to open one of her teary green eyes.

“...You’re… horrible!” she sobbed, feeling how huge her beach-ball-sized belly was, “How could you? You made me swallow it all!”

“It’s what you deserve, you stupid whore!” the raider said with disgust, slapping the Patroller’s swollen stomach. She heaved as it wobbled on top of her, his load inside splashing about. He then walked over to her head, and grabbed a handful of her jizz-soaked hair.

Starblush screamed as the pirate began dragging her impregnated body towards the elevator by her luscious red locks, her assets jiggling and flopping as she struggled.

Chapter 3

“You test my patience, little Stalger,” the leader of the pirates said, slumped casually in the captain’s chair on the main deck, tapping his fingers against the armrest. “Where is your Patroller?”

“Look… pal…” Greox said, not nearly as chipper as had been down by the pool, sporting a fresh black eye, “She marches by her own song, you get me? I don’t know where she is.”

The leader rolled his eyes, then stood up. He reached down and grabbed Greox by his neck, wrapping his fingers almost entirely around it. The green pilot choked as the octopus alien lifted him slowly into the air.

“I need to find her... worm... because, if for some reason she got word offstation of our little incursion… we’ll most likely have to kill everyone here. Now, I don’t consider myself a murderer, but I will do what I must if my hand is forced. Do you understand?”

Greox sputtered, unable to speak as the vein on his forehead defined itself. The leader glared, letting him choke for another moment, then dropped him to the floor. The Stalger gasped for air with deep raspy breaths.

Just then, the elevator doors across the deck opened, and the very pregnant Starblush was kicked into the room. She grunted, falling onto her swollen belly, which made her hurl a gallon of cum onto the floor.

“Found the girl, boss,” the alien who had impregnated the redhead said, walking out of the elevator.

The leader smiled, glancing at Greox. “Looks like you get to live. For now.”

Starblush spit, jizz dripping from her plump lips, then stared daggers at the leader.

“Who are you thugs!?”

The leader walked over to the tied up fuck toy. He looked down at her almost naked body, covered in his subordinate’s semen and rotund with his babies.

“My name is Zel Aroth. I am a… ah... purveyor of a wide variety of goods, which many people pay good money for. They turn a blind eye to how I get their product, and they don’t ask questions. And my main product-...”

Zel Aroth knelt down next to her, several of his facial tentacles gently feeling around Starblush’s giant boobs. One tentacle lightly traced up her neck and tickled her chin, and she tore her head away from his cold touch. Zel Aroth smiled evilly.

“...Is information. I can be very… persuasive… when I ask people questions.”

“You’ll never get anything out of me.”

Zel Aroth laughed, and the dozen or so raiders in the room followed suit. The pirate who had impregnated the Patroller chimed in.

“This one took my dick nicely, boss. I bet she’d fetch a pretty coin on the Human Slave Market once we’re through with her.”

Starblush felt a shiver of fear run down her spine. The Human Slave Market was the galaxy’s most notorious human trafficking operation, most known for their wide selection of females. Criminals, humans and aliens alike, bought and traded the most fuckable and fertile girls, sometimes indenturing them to a life of service. It was the kind of trade that a well-endowed bimbo like Starblush would positively flourish in, and almost assuredly never escape from.

Zel Aroth trailed his laughter off into a light chuckle, then looked Starblush in the eyes. His tentacles slowly began wrapping around her head and torso.

“No! Don’t!” the Patroller yelped, grabbing a few with her bound hands. She held them away from her, but she couldn't stop the rest. They slithered around her, then two of them plunged into her nostrils. She felt them push into her nasal cavity, which made her scream. She was quickly silenced with a gag as tentacles shot into her throat. As she choked on his appendages, Zel Aroth then took two and deftly put them in her ears.

“You love the Busty Corps.”

“You can’t do this! We have rights!”

“You love the Busty Corps.”

“Let me go! Please! It hurts!”

“You love the Busty Corps.”

“Agh! I can’t take it anymore! Get your cock out of me!”

“You love the Busty Corps.”

“No! No! Not inside! Please! You’ll impregnate me! Noo!”

“You love the Busty Corps.”

Starblush blissfully slobbered on Zel Aroth’s tentacles in her mouth, her tongue sensually swirling about them, her green eyes dimmed in a foggy haze.

“Are you going to behave?” Zel Aroth asked her in a caring voice.

“Mmmg,” Starblush groaned, slowly nodding her head.

“You are going to follow us now, of your own accord. Right?”

“Mmhmmgl…”

And with that, Zel Aroth slipped his tentacles from inside her. Her eyes remained foggy as a raider undid the bolas wrapped around her feet, but left her handcuffs on. The groggy redhead stood to her feet, her huge breasts, sloshing on her pregnant belly.

“Take her to the ship. Grab whatever you can carry. We’re leaving,” Zel Aroth ordered his men. They began flustering about the main deck, and Zel Aroth gave Starblush a curt bow, motioning to the elevator. “After you, my dear.”

Starblush moaned, her mind empty save for the octopus alien’s words, and she started shambling over to the lift. Zel Aroth followed close behind her bulbous ass.

“Melons! Stop!” Greox called after her, on his knees, “Don’t listen to them!”

Starblush did listen to them, and only them, and the elevator doors closed on Zel Aroth, his face contorted with a malevolent grin.

“Wha-... Where am- hrgk!” Starblush choked as a baseball-sized egg began pushing up her throat. She flailed, feeling her arms tied above her, and realized that she was hanging by a chain in some dark room, the only source of light being the incandescent pool of slime inches below her feet.

The egg stretched her neck as it traveled up her, then filled her mouth. She pushed against it with her tongue, squeezing the slick orb out between her luscious lips. It tumbled into her cleavage, where a couple of other eggs rested. She looked down, slime oozing from her bottom lip, then shook her magnificent tits, spilling the eggs through her cleavage into the slime below. They sank, and Starblush guessed by the toned flat shape of her midsection that they must have been the last. She also couldn’t help but notice that her bikini bottoms had mysteriously disappeared, leaving her pussy completely exposed.

She looked around, her chains clinking as she swayed in the air. The walls were black, wet with moisture. There were pipes and other various infrastructure adorning the room, and with spikes jutting out from various bolts and boxes, it all struck her as a gothic-industrial style.

“This must be the bastards’ ship…” the dangling plaything surmised. As she spoke, a door in front of her opened, and Zel Aroth stood in the doorway, the glowing pool just barely illuminating his tentacled face.

“Ah… our guest awakens…” he said, then noticed her lack of pregnancy, “...and she’s a mother! Congratulations.”

“Stuff it, freak.”

“Now don’t be upset… I know the amenities in here aren’t exactly normal… but a good attitude goes a long way.”

Starblush struggled at her chains, which simply served to jiggle her entire body. She glared at Zel Aroth. “Stringing up sexy women with big breasts… oh yeah. You must be a real man.”

Zel Aroth shrugged. “I’m just the man my crew needs me to be.”

“What do you want from me?” she demanded, her titanic mammaries subtly swaying.

“Eventually you’ll tell me all sorts of insider secrets about Busty Corps, but for now, we’re in transit through a rather dangerous sector. I need my crew at full alert.”

“You’ll have to kill me before I betray the Corps.”

Zel Aroth chuckled. “Ironic. No, my dear, you will tell me everything. But while we travel, I figured you could use a little company.”

Starblush blinked, not liking the sound of that one bit. “W-what do you mean? Hey! Get back here!”

Zel Aroth ignored her as he walked away, and the door closed, leaving the ample-titted slut to hang in the dim lighting. She tugged a couple more times at her chains, once again confirming that they would not give. She sighed, trying to think of something she could do.

A couple of bubbles broke the surface of the pool below her, and Starblush froze. Thick slow waves began rippling over the slime, as dim shadows could be seen moving beneath it.

“What the-...” the Patroller whispered, gazing at the churning goo. Then there was a sudden splash, splattering the strung up redhead from head to toe in the warm liquid. She shook her head, flinging the slime off her face, then gasped.

Before her was a giant black tentacle, speckled with cyan bioluminescent dots, with suckers lining the underside. What it was attached to, she couldn’t tell, for it was below the surface of the pool. The tentacle looped down around her legs, and began coiling up her body.

“LET ME OUT OF HERE! YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME WITH THIS THING!” Starblush shrieked at the door as she felt the various suckers suctioning themselves along her body as the tentacle wrapped up her legs, moving onto her midsection.

“Oh fuck, oh shit-” The redhead watched as it moved higher, eventually pushing up underneath her massive milk-bags. The huge jugs sloshed about as the tentacle weaved about them, diving between her cleavage. “What does it want!?”

She squeaked as each boob was squeezed, pinched between separate coils of the enormous appendage. The tentacle wrapped around her shoulders, and then her neck. She huffed, her breaths becoming shorter from the pressure exerted on her torso. Eventually the tentacle tip slapped against her face, a sucker latching onto her forehead.

Starblush grunted as the rubbery ligament simply held onto her, contorting her curvaceous body every so slightly as it squeezed various parts of her.

The slime began bubbling with renewed intensity, and the room seemed as if to shudder as a deep bellow echoed from below. Starblush began to panic, and twitched uselessly amidst her spiraled captor.

Then two more tentacles splashed from the pool, rearing up before the tangled slut. These ones had a large suction cup affixed to the ends, inside them were small wiggling tendrils. The tentacles bent towards her, the cups trembling before her puffy nipples.

“Oh shit…” The cups struck, much like two milk-thirsty snakes, popping onto her humongous boobs. Her nipples immediately began spraying milk into the suckers, and the tiny tendrils wrapped around them. They began squeezing and pulling on the wonderful tit tips, and soon the redhead was gushing milk like a cow.

“Agh! Fuck! Pressure is so intense!” Starblush gasped as the tentacles milked her relentlessly. As they drank, a third tentacle splashed up before her. This one had a definitive cock adorned at the tip, and it leaked the glowing slime from its tip. The redhead stared at it with fear, realizing that the bioluminescent pool was most likely the semen of whatever creature the huge appendages belonged to. The dick slowly inched towards her face, slathered in glowing jizz.

Starblush screamed, trying to move her face away from it, but the tentacle wrapped around her head kept her firmly locked in place. The penis poked her plump red lips, leaving a warm dollop of cum on them, as if testing for a suitable orifice. It liked what it felt, and pushed up against her.

The phallic appendage mushed her lips around as she kept her mouth closed, smearing its illuminated pre-cum all over her face. She started crying, realizing that with her arms bound by chains, and her body caught in the absolute grasp of this horrid monster, there would be no escape. There would be no denying the advances of the cock before her. The trembling dick-pleaser knew that it was in her best interest to let it do whatever it wanted.

Starblush slowly opened her mouth, revealing her wet wiggling tongue inside, and the penis shot forward. The redhead gagged as it filled her mouth, quickly wriggling into her throat. Her neck bulged as the tentacle slipped down inside her, quite easily thanks to the excessive amount of lube it bore. The thick cock popped into her stomach, then was still. The Patroller choked as she slurped on the rubbery meat, overwhelmed with shame as her breasts spasmed from the intense milking.

The doomed cum-dumpster looked around as she drooled on the tentacle in her mouth, unsure of what it was doing. Then, where the dick-tentacle met the pool of cum, a large lump appeared inside it, glowing bright enough to be seen through the skin. It slowly pushed up the appendage, towards her awaiting mouth.

No! It’s going to lay something inside me! I’ve got to get out of here! Starblush bucked, using every muscle in her body as she struggled once more desperately to escape her predicament. The glowing bulge grew closer and closer, until it reached her mouth.

The Patroller stopped struggling, and watched in terror as the bulge slowly pushed against her sucking lips. Its light lit up her beautiful face, and she groaned as her mouth stretched open. Her jaw was pushed wide, creaking at its limits, and then the light was gone, as the sexy fuck toy was fed the lump. Her throat expanded as it pushed deeper still down the appendage, the veins on her neck visibly pushed against her skin. Then, like the succulent whore she was, she gulped the tentacle’s bulge down into her stomach.

A glowing baby octopus slipped out into the warm organ, and she could feel it slither inside her, getting comfortable in the home where it would grow.

Tears welled in Starblush’s eyes, disgusted at what had happened, and they streamed down her cheeks as another glowing baby octopus began pushing through the tentacle.

Greox sighed as he boarded The Voluptuous. He had freed the captain of the Shining Space, and left the crew and its inhabitants to deal with the aftermath of the attack. Left the men to deal with their ladies, almost all of whom had been impregnated by the octopus aliens.

Starblush had been raped, once again. And she had been captured… once again. He liked the girl, in a platonic way, but sometimes it felt like he was the one doing the patrolling. He couldn’t be mad though. Despite her bossy attitude and naivety, she resembled something of a friend to him.

Or maybe it was Stockholm syndrome. He couldn’t be sure.

He fired up the engines, then hit a couple of buttons on his side panel. A screen lit up, displaying him just the information he needed. Engine residue tracing. A standard addition to all Busty Corps combat cruiser’s, one that he suspected the pirates had no idea of, or else they wouldn’t have let him live. Residue tracing allowed one to follow the same path a ship took, but had to be used quickly, as the trail of a ship rapidly dispersed.

Greox placed his hands on the flight controls.

“I’m coming, Melons. Hang in there.”

And The Voluptuous blasted off, leaving the resort behind.

Chapter 4

Zel Aroth darted his beady black eyes between the green monitors of his main deck.

“No more signals? Are we through the Scavenger sector?” he asked.

One of his lackeys piped up. “No signals, captain. We’re in a safe sector.”

Good, he mentally breathed, a subtle smile forming at his mouth. Another successful raid, and they got quite a haul this time. Of money and… a most delicious little snack in the Kreliog’s hold. The thought of what Starblush was going through gave him an earthly joy.

“Time to talk to our guest,” he said, standing up from his chair, “See what she knows…”

His crew stared at him, their faces all asking the same question.

Zel Aroth laughed, half-rolling his eyes as he walked to the door. “...And we’ll all have a little fun, don’t worry.”

Delighted at their captain’s answer, the crew smiled, giving each other knowing winks.

Zel Aroth made his way to the Kreliog’s hold, one of his most exotic and favorite of his belongings. The massive tentacled creature had grown to like the pirate lord, for on his ship he was well fed, and on the occasion… given a supple little female to play with.

And when the door to the hold opened, Zel Aroth raised his eyebrows in an expected surprise, for the Kreliog had indeed played with the beautiful Starblush.

The redhead hung, her chain straining from the weight, as her belly was humongous. It was the size of a bathtub, and the seven baby Kreliogs inside her stomach glowed with such an intensity they could be seen beneath her stretched skin. They moved about inside her, growing large, and they pushed against the walls of her insides, erratically bulging her.

She had apparently passed out, her nipples leaking with her milk, and Zel Aroth had no doubt that the Kreliog had milked gallons from her. He chuckled, then picked up a shock stick leaning next to the wall. He had plans to enforce, and he couldn’t wait around for her to give birth on her own.

He pressed the long taser to her impregnated belly, and gave the defeated bitch a powerful shock. She screamed in pain, ripped from her forced slumber, and the baby Kreliog’s in her stomach panicked from the electricity.

“Augh! Agh… hrglk!” Starblush choked, as before she could say anything a Kreliog began wiggling up her throat, eager to escape her fleshy walls. Another pushed down into her intestines, bulging her gut painfully. The others followed suit, choosing whichever exit was closer.

It took around five minutes for Starblush to orally and anally give birth to the bioluminescent octopuses, and Zel Aroth merely watched patiently as they all plopped into the pool of glowing semen below, to be with their father.

“...You… asshole…” Starblush whimpered, still burning a defiant flame in her eyes.

Zel Aroth raised the shock stick, placing it on her jizz-covered forehead.

“We’re not done with you yet, little human.”

Starblush passed out once again as her head was subject to another powerful blast of electricity.

“Guh…” the Patroller groaned, regaining her consciousness. She opened her eyes, and her vision sharpened just in time to see Zel Aroth descend upon her with his mind-flaying tentacles. “NOO-agh!”

“What have you done to me!?”

“Hmm… subject took to vial A quite well… perhaps she could take a second?”

“My breasts! They’re enormous! They’re so heavy! Why did you do this!?”

“Yes. A second should work. Perhaps the B series will also need a higher dosage.”

“I was supposed to be a Patroller! Not… not… whatever it is you pigs are doing to me!”

“Doctor? Blood pressure is rising.”

“Feed a sedative, but I still need her awake.”

“You misogynistic bastards! You won’t get away with this! No! Don’t touch my nipples! They’re so sensitive! NO!

“How do you get into the Busty Corps secure vaults?” Zel Aroth asked Starblush, her head wrapped in his tentacles, drooling like an idiot from her agape mouth.

“Hnnng…”

“Tell me, Mikayla… How… do I… get in?”

“Gagh… I… You…” Starblush droned. She blinked, and for a moment Zel Aroth saw a flicker of resistance in her green eyes. She looked at him.

“...I won’t… ugh…”

“Bah!” Zel Aroth spat, withdrawing his tentacles. The redhead slumped forward onto her huge breasts, with her ass up in the air, the two wondrous slabs of flesh jiggling for the room. Her wrists were still cuffed, her arms behind her back.

Zel Aroth walked over to a chair in the corner, and sat. Lined up on the other side of the room were four raiders, all of them naked, and all of them fully erect. He motioned to Starblush.

“Clearly the bitch has little fight left in her,” he said, looking to his allies, “Fuck her until she breaks, and then I will try again.”

The Patroller grunted, as her world came back to reality.

“Oh my head…” she mumbled, leaning up to sit on her feet. She froze as she saw that the four raiders were standing all around her, their slippery dick tentacles just inches from her face.

“You don’t know what a headache is yet, slut.”

“I’m gonna rape your ass raw.”

“I call dibs on her pussy.”

The one standing directly in front of her took a step forwards, a couple of his oozing appendages brushing against her trembling red lips. “I’m going to throatfuck you until you pass out, and then I’m gonna keep going.”

The four cocks rubbed up against her face and hair, and as they dripped pre-cum all over her, she began to cry.

“P-please… Don’t rape me… I’ll do anything…”

“Damn right you will,” Zel Aroth said, watching from the corner.

Starblush wailed as the octopus aliens grabbed her arms and legs, and lifted her off the ground. One of the raiders laid down, on his back, with his erection straight up, the tentacles at the tip scrunched into an invasive point. The other three lifted her hanging buttcheeks over the huge pole.

“NO, NO PLEASE DON’T! NOT MY A-AAAGH!” Starblush cried loudly as her perfect bubble-butt spread wide open, her tight asshole stretching around the pirate’s cock. The ones holding her stopped supporting her weight, but kept her legs spread apart as she, inch by inch, slid down the length of the painful dick in her ass. As she drew closer to his base, the tentacles there wrapped around her waist and thighs, then brutally pulled her down the rest of his penis. Her juicy cheeks molded against his groin, spilling out over the sides of him.

The raider leaned up and cupped her jiggling milk-bags with each hand, then pulled her down to lay on top of him, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her boobs. Her tears flowed profusely from her watery eyes, half from the fact they were gang raping her, half because the cock in her asshole was causing her a great deal of pain.

Starblush’s vision went dark as her face was smothered with tentacles, instantly coating her in a glaze of pre-cum. She sputtered, taken off guard, and the wet dick took the opportunity to wiggle himself between her plump cock-sucking lips. She gagged with despair as the slimy meat pushed into her throat, and she felt two powerful hands wrap around her neck.

All sounds of protest from the jiggling sex object were ceased as he squeezed down on her airway. Her eyes went wide, slightly rolling up into her head. The raider massaged his penis with her throat, squeezing the flesh around it as he humped his length inside her.

She barely noticed a cock push against her pussy-lips, then worm inside. With one thrust the pirate buried half his dick in her cunt, ramming against her cervix. He put his hands on her hips, and roughly pulled himself against her, prying her cervix open to lay the path for his member to invade her womb. With an audible slap his waist smacked against hers, fully burying himself up her fertile orifice, his penis outlined beneath the skin of her tummy.

The final pirate mounted her midsection, then flopped his cock between her huge breasts, which the one lodged up her ass released for him. He caught each enormous orb in each hand, then slapped them together around his girth, his tips tickling her bulging throat. The tentacles at the base of his dick wrapped around her bosom, squeezing them tight enough were her puffy pink nipples squirted a small geyser each of milk, which fell back onto the breasts, lubing them for the titfuck to come.

Waist tentacles coiled around her head, intertwining themselves through strands of her beautiful auburn hair, and then a large nutsack mushed against her face as the raider buried himself balls-deep in her throat.

The four octopus aliens let her twitch on their hole-stretching cocks for a moment, and then they began raping her.

For three hours the pirates plundered Starblush’s tight ass, her warm cunt, her slurping throat, and her massaging cleavage. They all kept the same position as they pounded into the squirming slut relentlessly. They did not cease their humping the entire time, for all four had been on numerous raiding parties, and their endurance when it came to raping prisoners could not be outmatched.

The one ravaging her pussy looked over to Zel Aroth, who had watched the whole time, smoking a pipe that he had pulled from his coat pocket.

“Hey boss,” he said, as the vagina he was buried in squeezed his meat, “Can I nut in her?”

Zel Aroth nodded. “Pregnant bitches are easier to dominate. Go for it.”

“You’re the best, boss.” The raider grabbed her legs and spread them even wider apart, then began fucking the jiggling whore even faster.

Starblush groaned with misery, but did not resist. All of her struggling had stopped after the first long hour of gang rape.

After another forty minutes of taking dick, Starblush felt them all begin humping rapidly, their breaths becoming short and gruff. The way their waist collided against her body grew painful, but they did not care, their lust had overcome them.

Then, after so very long, they all grabbed her with their hands and buried themselves balls-deep inside her, their cocks rubbing up against one another through the fleshy walls inside her. All four dicks throbbed, and Starblush choked as hot, virile, seeping cum blasted into her stomach, exploded into her womb, flooded into her intestines, and sprayed in between her jiggling titties.

The octopus aliens roared with pleasure as the ejaculated, groping every inch of her body with their hands and tentacles, grinding their waists against her openings as the fuckable bimbo filled with their jizz.

Twenty minutes passed as Starblush’s rapists nutted inside her orifices. Fifty gallons had been pumped directly into her stomach by the cock in her throat, and the raider ejaculating in her butthole had filled her entire intestinal tract with his load, which then sprayed into her stomach as well.

The pirate who had titfucked her eventually stood up to her side, allowing her belly to expand, and he hosed down each of her jostling breasts with layers of thick cream, which oozed down her body into the puddle that now coated the floor. The octopus aliens paid no heed to touching their own cum, for amongst their race it was of no worry. The orgies they had on their homeworld were of the most viscous kind, promoting fertility and compassion.

There was no compassion here, however. The raider drowning her womb in seed ejaculated the most of the four, for her pussy was the perfect hole for breeding. It was meant to massage and coax any and every dick that was pushed inside. It had inflated with his load, only making her belly appear even more rotund. Two of his tips had pushed their way into her fallopian tubes, filling them up with semen as well. Her ovaries received the occasional squirt of sperm, but they were waiting for the cock to vacate before allowing them inside their membranes, so that they could be sent down to bask in the perfect cradle that was her womb.

Finally the torrents of cum ceased, but to the stupid whore’s great unhappiness, the cocks bulged once more, and eggs began to travel through them. The raider who had been standing to her side grabbed her soaking left breast, pushing his penis up against her lubed nipple. It inverted, and he slipped inside the mammary, providing him a perfect hole to lay his brood.

Starblush groaned as their offspring began popping into her stomach, intestines, womb and breast.

Ten more minutes passed, as each alien impregnated her with sixty eggs each. Her belly was extremely bloated now, sitting heavy on top of her and the raider below her. Her left jug sagged off to the side, swollen full and her skin stretched tight, lumpy with the eggs inside. The pirate in her pussy filled her womb to capacity with his eggs, and had to lay the last dozen or so in her vagina.

The raiders huffed, each wringing their members dry in her holes, then slipped out of her. The one beneath her uncaringly shoved her incredibly pregnant ass to the side of him, and she hurled a gallon of cum into the one-inch deep pool of slime, her huge belly sloshing with their loads.

Starblush heaved, then vomited jizz once more. Zel Aroth stood over her head, and without mercy, plunged his tentacles into her ears as another gallon of semen surged up her throat.

Chapter 5

“You can’t send me back in there!”

“She finally passed test thirty-two. Let’s proceed with thirty-three.”

“Please! I’ve been fighting for four hours straight! I’m exhausted!”

“What was thirty-three again? I’ve lost track of all the samples we’ve captured.”

“I believe thirty-three is… let me see… ah yes, a Sydrerian Python. At least forty-feet-long. Curiously it brings its mates inside its body before impregnating them.”

“N-no… you monsters! Don’t you dare!”

“What’s its incapacitation rate?”

“Ninety-nine percent. This is a big ‘wall’ for the recruits, most of them fight this specimen for weeks before moving on.”

“Don’t put me in there with that thing! I beg of you! No! Someone! Help me!

Starblush jolted awake, laying on her side on the cold floor of a tiny prison cell. There was no light, save for the little that snuck through the bars from around the corner at the end of the hall. She heard several of the pirates laughing from a distant room, and she sat up. Her aching jugs rolled forward onto her thighs, her belly flat and toned.

“Must have passed out before I gave birth…”

“Yes, you did.”

The Patroller flinched from surprise, while from the darkness on the other side of the cell gate, a pipe lit, briefly illuminating Zel Aroth’s octopus head. The redhead’s brow slanted, hate in her voice.

“You sicken me, you pervert.”

“And you delight men, my dear. Not only did you provide us with a strong batch of children…” Zel Aroth said, pausing to let out a satisfied chuckle, “You also told me so many things about Busty Corps.”

Starblush felt the blood drain from her face. “No… You’re lying!”

“Funny concept… To lie. To some, it comes naturally, and they feel no remorse. To others, and I like to think of myself among these folks… they know how to lie, but choose not to.”

The Patroller said nothing as Zel Aroth took a generous hit of his pipe, the smoke wafting about his face, wisping in and out of the shadows. He smiled, leaning forward to put his elbows on his knees.

“Tell me, Mikayla… Of those two groups… Where do you think Busty Corps lies?”

“I’m done talking to you. Either rape me, or get the fuck away from me.”

This drew genuine laughter from Zel Aroth. “That’s quite alright, Mikayla-”

“Don’t you dare say that name. It’s Starblush.”

“-...Starblush… You don’t need to really say anything. I was merely giving you the option.”

Zel Aroth stood up, staring down at her from the dark corner where the ceiling met the wall.

“I came down here to tell you that whether you wanted it or not, I’ve extracted enough information to launch a heist upon Busty Corps. That’s it. I may have let my men ravish your body, and I will again soon, but I personally don’t have a taste for forcing myself. Much like lying… I choose not to.”

Zel Aroth said nothing more, and left the naked bimbo to her darkness and solitude.

A couple miles away from the raider’s ship, The Voluptuous zipped out from hyperspace, cloaked in its proprietary stealth mode.

“Fuck yeah!” Greox exclaimed, clapping his hands together, “Got you, you squigly sons of bitches! Just a little longer, Melons!”

“Hey boss,” a raider asked Zel Aroth, as the leader of the raiders entered the main deck, “Me and a couple of the guys were hoping to take a turn on the big-titted chic soon. She’s something else, no doubt.”

Zel Aroth sat in his command chair. “Give her an hour, let her recuperate. Then you can have her for the next six hours.”

The pirate bowed, giddy with anticipation, then went back to his buddies to tell them the good news.

Zel Aroth wiped a hand over his face, tugging on his skin. It had been a long day, but he still wanted to set up a plan for the infiltration. He looked at one of his lackeys sitting at a console next to him.

“I need-”

Suddenly the ship rocked hard, sending several raiders flying into computers, almost knocking Zel Aroth from his chair. Sirens blared out throughout the ship, and frantic yelling echoed around the main deck.

“What the-... This sector is supposed to be safe!” Zel Aroth snarled at his navigator, who was frantically looking about his computer screen.

“It is safe! Nobody should be here!”

Another explosion rocked the ship, this one sending a chunk of debris flying right by the pirate lord’s head. He rattled his mind, and just for a moment, before realizing.

“Mikayla.”

Greox was having more fun with the main guns than he probably should’ve been having.

“One there… and… one there… oh one is definitely going there…”

He sent volley after volley of hot blaster at the raider’s ship, the surprise advantage he secured nearly guaranteeing him the win. He had The Voluptuous’ scanner running, set to detect Starblush. After thirty seconds of firing, it went off. Greox looked over, punched a couple of buttons, and from the underbelly of the ship launched a large box, with a sharp piercing tip.

Starblush bounced around her cell from all the explosions, her enormous udders flopping everywhere. She landed on her gelatinous ass, then was spared a calm moment.

“Explosions! The ship must be under attack!” she said, praying that it was Greox.

Her prayers were answered as through the wall shot a dropbox, the pointy end lodging into the wall beside her in the cell. Its trajectory created a vacuum, an exit to space, and her beautiful red hair fluttered about her as oxygen was rapidly sucked through the opening.

“Got to get these cuffs off, and into that suit! Fast!”

Thirty seconds later, thanks to the dropbox’s unbreakable lid shattering her cuffs, she was in her signature blue bodysuit, space helmet donned. She turned to the hole in the wall, which was hungrily sucking the air.

Suddenly a hand grabbed her ankle, and she turned around.

“You bitch!” Zel Aroth screamed, his arms reaching through the bars, “If I’m going to die, you’re coming straight with me!”

Starblush looked down at him, pitying the crass man.

“I choose not to.”

And with that she raised her other high-heeled boot, and drove the thin point into his hand. Zel Aroth screamed with furious pain, releasing her boot, and she darted for the hole in the wall.

Greox spotted the bodacious bimbo hurtling towards The Voluptuous, and opened the side airlock for her. Once she was clear of any firing lines, he put his hands on the triggers.

“Alright you fucks! Time for a deep fry!”

The green pilot launched a swath of missiles, and several heartbeats later, Zel Aroth’s ship exploded with a glorious display of fire and sparks.

He watched the fire expand, then slowly fizzle out, leaving embered bits of the raider’s ship to float in the stars. He pulled a cigarette from his coat pocket. He lit it, then took a puff, the tobacco nothing compared to what blowing up the pirate’s ship had felt like.

Starblush entered the cockpit, taking her helmet off. She threw her arms around Greox’s chair, hugging him, her massive breasts mushing to either side.

“You’re the best, Gree!” she squealed with delight.

“Holy cow, get of me, Melons. I still gotta fly this thing, and with all the debris-”

A massive Kreliog tentacle, sliced from the main body, slapped against the windshield, making them both jump as it oozed glowing slime across the glass.

“What… is-...?” Greox began.

“You don’t want to know.”

The pilot gave the bubble-butt Patroller a sideways glance, then shook his head.

“I’m sure I don’t. Let’s get the hell outta here.”