Arcadian Disaster (Porne for Jondude, continuation)

[porne]

The lone zombie, something you should have been able to clear without hesitation, grabs onto your head with sluggish and debilitated hands as he forces his cock down your throat in a rough, barely constrained effort. Your exhaustion at your humiliating defeat is the main thing holding you back, the massive load of... eggs or whatever in your gut seeming to gurgle as the zombie continues to face fuck you in rough, sharp jerks. His cock is impressive, and you're pretty sure the virus or whatever is definitely screwing with genetics or something, the shear amount of porn studio sized cocks far too common to be realistic. You make loud, choking gurgles you strain to keep as low as possible as your chin is bruised by the braindead monster attempts to shove his way down your throat for more than a few minutes. Normally, you're much better than this, but your shear exhaustion is enough to make your efforts to get him off too intermittent to matter much.

You're almost ashamed when you realize the damned briandead monster did most of the work as he shoves himself as deep as he can into your throat before a flood of hot cum begins to flood your stomach, and you're hoping that it's not one of those weird things where it's one batch of eggs and then another of seed and then they come hatching out your backside. With some luck, you hopefully won't have to deal with the creature anymore.

[jondude]

Selena's intent had been to give the damn zombie the best damn blow job of it's life to get it to leave her alone. Unfortunately while the spirit was willing, her body was not.

She manages to bob her head maybe a dozen times with some energy before her body just slows as the recent exhaustion catches up with her again. Even sucking dick was now a task of considerable effort, and as she slows down the zombie notices. It's other hand comes up to grip her head, joining the one already holding a dense fistful of her hair, and it takes takes over. It spears it's hips forward driving it's cock right down her through in a hard through that sees it pendulous balls smack against her chin. She makes a brief choking noise, eyes widening a moment, but gets a moment of air as the zombie pulls back. Naturally though before she can recover it thrusts back in, forcing another short gurgle from her. The sound of it makes her wince, but perhaps somewhat luckily the zombies eyesight seemed better then their hearing, so the still passing horde doesn't seem to take notice. At least she had that.

From there the zombie just fucks her face in sudden jerky thrusts, it's rhythm annoyingly inconsistent but generally fast. The amount her own exhaustion gets to Selena however shocks her, as soon she can't even hold onto the zombie's thighs, her arms falling limp at her sides as the beat up undead had it's way with her. As her throat bulges with it's thick length the only thing she is able to consciously do is mostly maintain the seal of her lips around it's dick... emphasis on the mostly given the way it was shoving her head back and forth. After about a minute or so tears come to her eyes as she struggles between inconsistent gasps for air, and she guesses it's a good thing she hadn't bothered to put on mascara today. Not that she had any anyway.

Annoyingly it takes a little bit of time, mostly because Selena is so exhausted that she can't reciprocate and get the zombie off sooner, and so has to settle with just being used. She gets her face fucked for well over five minutes, perhaps ten, all while the background noise of the passing horde on the street filling her ears and reminding her of the consequences of being discovered. Eventually though the zombie finally cums, slamming its hips into her face one last time so hard that her big tits jiggle delightfully between it's thighs. Hot spunk is spilled down her throat as the zombie groans appreciatively, balls twitching against her chin as he forced her to gulp it down, cock pulsing in her throat to make it look like she was swallowing of her own free will. It gives her everything it has and then pulls out, Selena coughing slightly and doing her best to choke it down as she finds herself staring at the still hard cock. At least it didn't give her a money shot or anything.

Unfortunately though... it seemed like this undead wasn't done, and seemed inclined to enjoy the prey that was generally so out of reach for a basic enemy such as he. He let her go and watched as Selena limply fell back against the side of the dumpster, then got on his knees and grabbed her ankles. Selena groaned in resignation as she was pulled toward the zombie, soon laying on her back in the dingy alley on top a pile of damp cast off card board. It spread her legs without resistance and then leaned over her, hands grabbing at her tits roughly, forcing Selena to slap a hand over her mouth with the last energy she had to avoid screaming, and then could only take it when the zombie fed his saliva slicked dick into her pussy, uncaring that her womb was already very occupied. Like the face fuck it begins to thrust into her in rough jerky inconsistent motions, its pace a little all over the place, but that doesn't stop the pleasure from beginning to build in short order as it began to fuck her silly.

Somewhat mercifully then, Selena finally manages to pass out from the exhaustion.

When she awoke sometime later she was right where she passed out, spread eagle behind the dumpster. That was good really, since waking up in the middle of getting gang raped by that horde would've sucked way worse. As she leans up a little bit though her pussy and front end in general was a complete mess. Her entire body still had a slightly sheen from the misting cooling oil the robots had given her, but now there was a bunch of greasy zombie cum splattered all over her slit and inner thighs. Some had even splashed up onto her still quite rounded belly, the machine... whatevers in her still content to stay in her womb. Sitting up against the dumpster a little she groans, a little bit of her energy back but still quite exhausted. She was looking forward to some proper sleep with some much more pleasant company. And some food would be incredible.

She leans out to dumpster side is thrilled to see that the zombie horde had seemingly passed long by, mean she should be good to get going home. As she struggled back to her feet though she gets one last surprise when the same zombie that had just fucked her rounds the corner from deeper in the alley again. It spots her and she freezes, worried that it was coming to fuck her again, but to her surprise it just groans and keeps moving, crossing behind the next building. Selena lets out a quick laugh then. Seemed like the zombie was plenty content for now after fucking her unconscious ass for the last hour or so.

And with that she gets up and heads out the alley, making a note of this exact spot as she heads home without any further hassle hopefully. She'd have to get even with that zombie at some point in the future.

[porne]

You. Are. Exhausted. Barely able to move under your own power for some time, you'd resemble a corpse if your massively bulged out belly didn't routinely squirm or your tits push out a few beads of milk as you doze in the middle of a zombie infested hellhole, the zombies seeming to think you're another corpse if any of them approached you at all. Finally, knowing you've got the energy and shouldn't push your luck, you manage to crawl to your feet in the recent dark. You know, roughly, where your camp is, slowly making your way back to it, trying not to tip over at the massive weight of robots growing in your womb. You almost yell out in frustration, why are robots impregnating you now!? At least the weird android girls had the excuse of being humanoids!

You're unclear on how you manage to stumble your way back, several hours into the dark. It's entirely possible you did in fact get attacked, fucked, and left for impregnated by a zombie and you're just spacing out. You can't even crawl to save energy, your bloated stomach so full you can't properly apply all four limbs to the ground at the same time. You just keep having to tip yourself back like you're in a lazy boy to counteract the massive weight drawing nutrients from your body. When you finally stumble into the camp, you're barely conscious as a number of hands struggle to lift you on your back, and you briefly entertain the idea of a snappy weight or working out joke as you're carted off to the laboratory, or the makeshift one anyway.

Familiar voices talk around you as you drift in and out of awareness, the pregnancy far more taxing than it really should be. Admittedly, you were basically strip mined for energy by the damned robots, and they tossed you out on your ass once they had as much as they could get. Probably a metaphor for capitalism in there somewhere. A fuzzy hand soon finds its way into yours as you realize your daughter Sunset is waiting on you. Seeing your exhaustion, she offers the only nourishment she has, shoving one of her bouncy tits into your mouth, your lips moving without meaning to as sweet milk rushes in. You suppose it's better than the other option of white fluid she normally tries to stuff you with. You continue feeding on your daughters full breast, eventually the first being swapped for the second when you finally feel the pressure and gush that signifies the end of the pregnancy. You're relieved at this point, barely able to move, your legs mildly trembling in the strange birth-gasms you've found your body now puts you through as you begin to pass the strange robot seeds.

Doctor Thompson seems to let out happy burbles as you feel your stomach finally begin to shrink, as if the pregnancy had literally been waiting on a last little bit of nutrition provided by your daughter to finish. Bleary, you manage to look at your latest... child? Much like the factory, the strange robotic device doesn't appear even remotely humanoid, and firing a scan off on the thing gives you a bit of info. It's a Robotic Control Core, the brain and main control system for a robot that has to be built externally, but once installed will extend wires and control systems throughout a prepared body to allow it be controlled. Honestly, it's probably an answer to somebodies prayers, as it completely removes a massive layer of complication to creating any type of robotic work force. Since they were "manufactured" in the local control nexus, aka your home, it seems they're attached to the local control system, but they're all dormant until put into a robotic body. You almost think that's a bad thing until you realize your single encounter, while severely traumatizing, gave you two dozen theoretical robot servants. Considering the size of the others, you'd probably be lucky to get one if you had to deliver the entire robot, which is a really weird thing to think. Shouldn't your womb be for putting out humans? Well, considering the androids put 3/4 human children in non human women, you have a good idea where you could find some generous donations if you ever decide you want more pureblood humans around. Assuming your genetics stabilize with you seeming to be the only source of humanity left.

[jondude]

Getting back to the camp almost feels like one those infinite loop things to Selena. Like she was shrinking and getting smaller the closer she got, so could never reach her destination. In reality though she was just tired and very full of machine... eggs? spheres? Cores? Machine somethings anyway. Full to the point where she couldn't crawl on all fours reliably. The further she went the slower she went due to exhaustion, but she was getting closer at least, groaning and moaning all the while she hauled her very rounded stomach the short few half kilometer she needed to go. As she gets into the park she at least gets off pavement and onto softer grass, but in the dark she just has to trust she is going the right way, thanking her lucky stars the zombie horde didn't circle back and find her crossing the road or that one of those giant bees didn't get to her.

Or at least... she didn't think so. She was admittedly a little delirious.

She somehow makes it back to camp, and while her vision is a little blurry she can recognize her friends by their voices and the way they feel. They bring her inside and put her on a table, then next thing she knows their is a tit in her mouth and a hand in hers. Selena can't recognize Sunset just be the feel, her soft fur giving her away instantly as Selena squeezes her hand back. Happy to drink for once too she quickly begins to suckle, sweet milk filling her mouth to be quickly swallowed done. Near instantly Selena feels a little better, each gulp seeming to revitalize her a little more, and so more did Selena drink, uncaring that she was sucking on her own daughter's tits. With that too Selena stomach suddenly trembles and pussy gushes love honey, signaling that start of labor, if it could even really be called that given the contents of her womb. Evidently the machines... things had needed just a little bit of extra energy to finish off. Spreading her legs she moans into Sunset's breast as someone else starts gently massaging her pussy, encouraging her along as she started popping out seeds or cores or whatever.

Like usual the process is quick and pleasurable, and as she drinks more milk Selena finds her vision sharpening again and her awareness in general coming back to normal. She taps on Sunset arm, signalling her to step back and letting her nipple pop from her mouth. "Haa~ haa~ Thank you Sunset. Haa!~", Selena manages to pant out before the next core slips free of her tight love tunnel, joining the others in a growing pile between her legs. Fifteen minutes later and its finally done though, everyone crowding around the strange spheres Selena had just birthed. Selena, feeling much better despite just finished giving birth sat up, casually reaching down and picking up one of the cores. A little menu opened up in front of her, giving her an item description. Very handy! A robotic control core, paired to her "base", that could be used to control various different things, but mostly robots. Well... that would be handy in the coming days as they started to expand their riverside compound and get some more buildings and defenses set up. Where would she get robots though? Back at the dungeon she been impregnated with the cores at? Kind of hard to get one without breaking it... maybe she had to... fuck the robot that she wanted to get for her base rather then the tentacle filled assembly line experience? She imagined fucking the larger treaded security bots and giving birth to that just she could put a little control core into it. An absurd thought but... quite on brand for this world. Maybe she could take the short cut to the second floor and fuck the androids she saw there... but maybe they didn't need cores? They seemed... far more human then robot. Dina and Leslie had gotten impregnated by them. Maybe now that she was back Selena could see how those pregnancies turned out. Wouldn't be bad to have some more mostly humans around after all...

Well, rather then consider future population possibilities Selena was still tired as hell, so she just flopped back onto her back on the table and gestured to the others to attend to her. "Rough day. Take me to bed please. Thank you.", she mumbled to her friends and daughter, and then promptly fell asleep.