Drip, drip, drip!
Thick drops of watery fluid was falling from the ceiling and hitting Harley on the forehead. She groaned loudly and rolled away. Every part of her body ached. Not that this was surprising to her after she realised that she had been sleeping on the metal grated floor in one of the corridors.
How did I end up here?
she wondered.
Have I been on a drinking binge again?
It was when she moved that she felt it - the thick alien limb that lay lodged inside her rectum and kept her from completely closing her legs. It was shrivelled and lifeless at the moment, but it was still there. When she moved again, she felt just how sore she was.
She carefully patted the bulge in the back of her pants. A jolt of horror ran through her spine when she felt the arachnid body of the parasite that was still laying there, clinging to her butt cheeks. The touch of her hand awoke it, and she felt it move. The limb in her anus stirred, its long nails dug into her skin and its tail danced beneath her tank top. It didn't hurt too much and the creature quickly relaxed itself again. Harley breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't ready to relive what she had gone through last night.
The last thing she remembered was hearing a message on the speakers informing her, and anyone else trapped here with her, that this deck of the space station was under quarantine. There was no way she would be allowed to leave with an unidentified alien lifeform stuck to her butt. Hell, she wasn't if it was a good idea to try to reach one of the med bays. The doctors might not be willing to risk the chance of exposure.
A rumble from her tummy made her realise how hungry she was. It was hard to ignore once she had become aware of it. She put her hand on her stomach and was surprised to find that she had less fat around her belly than usual. She could clearly feel her strong abs.
She heard herself sob. It felt strange. She couldn't remember the last time she had cried. It was almost as if she was listening to somebody else, though she couldn't deny the strong emotions that were building up inside of her.
You're brave,
she told herself.
You've survived on the frontier of colonised space. You can get through this.
As if on cue, the light went out with a thundering rumble. It took several nerve-wrecking minutes for the automatic system to replace the broken fuse. Harley huddled together and tried to find a comfortable positon. She thought she heard something in the darkness.
The light came back on so strong that Harley was temporarily blinded. Through her watery eyes, she could barely make out a figure dropping from the ceiling. It landed gracefully on the grated floor, making it shake with its weight.
Harley rubbed her eyes. The creature that came towards her walked upon two legs, like a predatory dinosaur. It had no skin, only a naked exoskeleton. Every vertebrae in its spine and tail were visible. The back of its exposed skull ended in a bony frill of large pentagonal plates. It was like a bony, black halo around its ugly expressionless visage. Saliva drooled from its massive jaws. It was a killer. No doubt about it. Those teeth weren't for chewing plants.
Harley manged to scramble to her feet, but she couldn't force herself to flee. Her legs were shaking too much. She prayed to God that there was a patrol somewhere nearby.
Surely, the boy scout brigade are on their way,
she thought. For once, she would be glad to see them.
The creature did not appear violent. It tilted its head from side to side, as if it was curious of her.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Harley whispered.
The sound of her voice caused the creature to give out a shrill shriek and bend its legs, ready to pounce. Harley immediately froze. She stood still as the creature slowly walk towards her. A sniffing sound was coming from its bony nostrils, as if it was trying to smell her. Closer and closer it came. Harley had to turn her face away. She felt its bony nose touch her cheek and its cold breath dampen the air. Saliva dripped from the creature's jaw and landed on Harley's chest. The thing was definitely cold blooded. Its fluids and breath had the same chilling temperature as the corridor.
The creature lowered its head to the level of Harley's groin and circled around her to study her ass. Harley felt the spider's legs move around in her pants. The two aliens seemed to be communicating with each other. The bony raptor made some strange clicking sound, which were answered by some low gurgles from the spider in Harley's pants. After a short exchange, the raptor left through the same air went it had arrived through.
Even after the monster was long gone, Harley found that she could not stop her thighs from trembling. She eventually sunk down to her knees and hands. The pose was accommodating for the invading presence in her ass and the spider seemed to be thanking her by excreting a thick fluid into her. It made her ache less. In fact, as long as she stayed quite still, it felt quite pleasurable. It felt almost like holding back a poo to extend the feeling of relief. Except this time, there was no relief. The intruding limb remained lodged inside her and she didn't dare to try to expulse it.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The sound of heavy footsteps were echoing through the corridor. Harley was relieved, but also frightened. Presently, a band of boy-scouts, hermetically sealed inside their exoskeleton combat suits, came marching round the corner. The soldiers looked nervous. Their fingers were itching on the triggers of their gun. Harley got to her feet. She couldn't let them notice the parasitic creature.
One of the jarheads looked suspiciously at her. "Have you been exposed?" he asked.
"Exposed?" Harley asked, trying to sound innocent.
"Have you come into close contact with an unknown organism of any kind," he said. His voice was shaking.
Harley looked around at the jarheads. It was terribly clear from their terrified expressions; She was
