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Supernatural Earth Pt 11 5

Supernatural Earth Pt 11 5

by alexclayton
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Author's Notes:

This is just a series of fluff shorts that I've written from time to time over the course of this series about women being abducted and put into the Prison Creature that I came up with when I was bored between other stories... and after coasting the internet way too much for anime and hentai pictures. Some of these are really short because I just didn't have it in me to write about a particular girl and others could be whole stories in their own regards because their sections really resonated with me.

At any rate, this installment of Supernatural Earth helps set up some plot points of what the Terran Defense Initiative has been up to but isn't really required to read to get the gist of what's going on in the meta-story. Feel free to skip if you really don't want to read a series of NC/R stories about 21 women being taken, tossed into the creature, and bred... repeatedly. More trigger warnings for this story includes home invasions, housewives, water boarding, kidnappings, abductions, religious coercion, and even a bout of forced incest among sisters in here in addition to the other things that you find in my stories.

Again, this is a bunch of really short NonConsent/Reluctance Fantasy stories. If you don't like this then please move on and don't even bother voting or commenting on this. You have been warned... twice.

Still with me? Alrighty then. This installment of the Supernatural Earth series takes place after the events in "Werewolf Chronicles - Omnibus", during "Amazon of Mine - Omnibus", and over the course of 13 years to be concurrent with the end of "Werewolf Chronicles - Omnibus 02". The year span is from 2021 to 2034.

To recap, there are nine women currently imprisoned in the Prison Creature:

Mary (brunette) - former mayor of Newhaven

Kaitlyn (redhead) - Caretaker of the Crystal Lake Lurker that was killed by the Hunters.

Jen (redhead) - Former Nudist Camp Owner

Plus 6 unnamed civilians from the Nudist Camp

12 alcoves are empty

Model Inspirations for the final 21 inside the prison creature:

Redheads:

Jen - Lady Scarlett, Amateur Pinup Model.

Ginger - Ginger Theresa, Adult Model.

Chloe - Kloe Kane, Adult Model.

Kim - Kim Possible Rule 34 pics.

Alyssa - Alyssa Michelle, Adult Model.

Xev -Xev Bellringer, Adult Model.

Gracie - Redhead Gracie, Amateur Model.

Brunettes:

Meg - Blythe Auffarth, Actress.

Jemma - Jemma Suicide, Midget Adult Model.

Katie - Katie, Amateur Model.

Olga - Olga Antonik Peters, Russian Adult Actress.

Ivy - Ivangel69, Amateur Model.

Blondes:

Bree - Bree Olson, Adult Model.

Faith - Faith Nelson, Adult Model.

Amanda - Amanda Seyfried, Actress.

Sara Jean - Sara Jean Underwood, Playboy Model.

Dakota - Dakota Skye, Adult Model.

Ravens:

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Daisy - Daisy Teles, Playboy Model.

Sarah - Sarah Teles, Playboy Model.

Dana - Dana Laine, Adult Model.

Pam - PJ Haverstock, Amateur Model.

Lillie - Lillie Mae, Former Amateur Model.

Platinum:

Jewel - Julya G, Adult Model.

***

"If I ever talk to the hero on the phone, I will not taunt him. Instead, I will say that his dogged perseverance has given me new insight on the futility of my evil ways and that if he leaves me alone for a few months of quiet contemplation, I will likely return to the path of righteousness... heroes are incredibly gullible in this regard."

-Peter Anspach, Rule #92 in "Top Things I'd Do If I Ever Became An Evil Overlord."

"If a malignant being demands a sacrificial victim to have a particular quality, I will check to make sure said victim has this quality immediately before the sacrifice and not rely on earlier results."

-Peter Anspach, Rule #214 in "Top Things I'd Do If I Ever Became An Evil Overlord."

***

PROLOGUE:

Raymond Tillis looked over what all he needed for the summoning ritual that had been communicated to him by God. The list was specific; twenty one girls in all needed to be inside of his Prison Creature alone, let alone the other two that he'd established with his contacts in Africa and Asia. The hair colors were specific and it had something to do with their genetic markers; 5 Blonde, 5 Brunette, 5 Redheads, 5 Black, and 1 Platinum. He had a good stock already going. Three redheads were the breeders Kaitlyn and Jen, plus that one he'd picked up at the nudist camp; Bridget. He had four brunettes; Mayor Mary and three taken from the camp by the names of Christine, Diane, and Mia. One raven haired girl from the camp; her name was Lisa. And then there was one blonde by the name of Britney, also taken from the camp.

That left him with 2 redheads, 1 brunette, 4 raven-haired, 4 blondes, and the Platinum that he needed to get, and they had to be natural. No dye jobs were allowed. His mind flashed to that one breeder in Newhaven for the Platinum girl that was the wife of their Sheriff but he immediately dismissed that idea as there was no way for him to get her. He'd have to find someone else. Then there was the second criteria; they all had to be Caucasian. Just as his Asian and African counterparts would be getting their respective ethnicities in their corners of the world for their part, he'd have to gather from his own little corner. No problems there so far.

Third criteria; they had to be able to withstand a lot of physical, emotional, and sexual torment. The nine that he had thus far had stood up to the test. They were breeding seekers and huggers at a relatively decent rate now and they'd stood up to the test of the first summoning. The twelve that he was going to need to procure would have to stand up to the tests and would have to be put through rigorous sampling beforehand. He couldn't get any more breeders, that would've been his go-to stock, but they were all protected now by that damn treaty he'd been forced into. He'd have to get drastic and crafty on this one. Fourth criteria; they had to be pure human. No supernaturals. Again, no problems as all of his breeders were confirmed to be 100% human.

Fifth criteria; must be of prime child bearing age. "Damn..." Raymond swore. "Mayor Mary is getting up there in years," he muttered. With all of the eggs that she'd been forced to release, she was nearly barren with her advanced age. It'd be early menopause for her soon. Even with the advances in biotechnology from the creature biomass, they couldn't make the human body grow new eggs yet. Sixth criteria; submissiveness. Mayor Mary was the only problem with that one as she was very much strong willed. He'd have to replace her inside of the creature in favor of someone else, which brought him up to 2 brunettes that he needed. But then, what to do with Mary? As much as he wanted to keep her around and torment her, truth be told he was growing tired of her in favor of the younger, more nubile girls inside of the creature. What else was there but to let her go?

He thought about that and then let out a rueful laugh.

What's the saying? Every so often sue for peace; it confuses your enemies.

Governor Parker would certainly suspect a trap and Tillis wondered if Parker would then be fighting for dominance over Mary over the control of Newhaven.

Probably not but if nothing else it'll keep Parker off my ass for a while he's trying to figure out what I'm up to.

That idea was worth it. He picked up his phone. "Have Mayor Mary brought out of the creature and put her into a stasis tube. Then wheel her ass up here to my office." he ordered his people. "We're going to give her back to Newhaven all packaged up. No, no... no Facehuggers in with her," he told his guy on the other end. "Just make sure the biomass is enough to sustain her for a trip up there. Thank you."

Seventh criteria; intelligence. There was something about having a higher IQ that God wanted in the next ritual... something about the higher psychic energy. Raymond would have to be scouring college campuses for likely candidates. Eighth criteria; Blood Type. All females will need to be... His reading trailed off as he looked at the type in disbelief. "Oh fuck my life..." AB Negative was the required blood type for all girls. One of the rarest blood types on the planet, save for RH Null, and none of his girls had it.

No... wait...

he thought as he shuffled through his files. One of them has it and she doesn't even know it as she'd never had surgery in her life to need it. Jen. She was the only one. Everyone else was useless. He'd have to release them as well. Raymond picked up his phone. "Yeah, it's me again. Get them all save for the chubby redheaded one; Jen. We're keeping her," he ordered. "Then get them all loaded up into a transport, we're taking a trip."

*

Backed by a squad of angry Minotaurs and Werewolves, Aden Parker stood with his arms crossed while glaring at Raymond Tillis. "You're just up and giving me eight of the nine girls you had in the Prison Creature... and are asking nothing in return in the process... just like that... why?" he asked incredulously with his eyebrow arched. His eyes flicked up a bit to look at the eight women in the stasis tubes behind Tillis where the guards stood by ready to release them from the tubes.

"It's got to be a trap..." Ajax rumbled next to him with his legendary spear at the ready.

Aden slowly turned his head to look at the chief Minotaur out of his personal bodyguards. "YA THINK?" he asked, before turning back to Tillis. "What kind of a fucking idiot do you take me for?"

Tillis spread his hands in askance. "So you're not taking the women back?" he asked innocently.

"I didn't say that. I just want to know what your game is here," Aden retorted, holding up a single finger to keep Tillis in place. "Since, you know, I have empirical past data to rely on here."

"No game, just making things even here," Tillis replied calmly. "As you so eloquently pointed out to me during our... negotiations... you had saved my life at one point in time. Consider this a payment back for that little favor you did me all those years ago."

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Aden blew out a long breath. He was backed into a corner... he knew it and Tillis knew it. Every fiber in his being screamed at him that Tillis was up to something but he didn't know what. He sent a mental ping to Bradly, who in turn sent one to Jen who was the only one missing.

I got nothing, boss...

Bradley reported via telepathy.

Jen says that she has no idea why she was the only one left as no one said anything as the girls were taken out and loaded up into those things.

Fuck my life...

Aden mentally swore. Then he sighed again and motioned with his hand. "Alright Tillis... let them go. I'll take this token of... charity... in the spirit as it is intended."

"Wonderful!" Tillis beamed.

"Just know something..." Aden interjected, "If I find out that you've brainwashed these girls into being your assassins, if they're a ticking time bomb, if they so much as use an aerosol can in a manner other than directed, I mean... I don't care... I will nullify the treaty and fuck your world."

Tillis made a pious motion, crossing himself and pressing his hands together in prayer innocently. "I cross my heart and hope to die."

"Can I get that in writing?" Aden asked sardonically.

***

GIRL #1: The One Left Behind. Jen (Redhead 1)

While the other girls had been put into stasis tubes and loaded into trucks, Jen's tube was wheeled elsewhere. At first she'd been alarmed and worried that she was being left behind while the others were taken elsewhere, but then she realized that she was Newhaven's one and only spy left here and that nothing was going to be changing for her. She was still going to be continually fucked and bred and forced to endure mind blowing orgasm after mind blowing orgasm.

Ah, the things she did for the greater good...

Jen watched as she was wheeled into Raymond Tillis' study right into the middle of the room facing his desk. The fat, balding man at the desk smiled as her stasis tube was locked into place. Tillis stood up and walked around to her tube, looking up at her lustfully and waving his workers away once they were done. Then he manipulated the controls to put the Huggers, that were wrapped around her face like a breathing mask and her crotch like a living set of panties, into a dormant state after draining her uterus of fluid and making her body revert back to normal. The Prison Creature biomass retracted into the ceiling and floor of the tube and the nectar drained all within five seconds.

After the tube was lowered to a reclining position, Tillis came around and took her by the arm to lead her back to the desk. "You're going to be a good girl for me, right?" he asked her. He bent her over the desk and smacked her ass. "If you behave while you're out of the tube we won't need the Huggers to be attached to you. They make my men nervous if they're going to have to fuck you while that thing is wrapped around your head. So, you're going to be good, right?" He smacked her ass again.

"Yes, sir," Jen replied submissively as she put her hands on the desk to brace herself for what was coming.

"Good," Tillis said, undoing his jeans and whipping his hard, fat cock out. "Now that your friends have left, we'll be working you overtime birthing more creatures for us to use in our holy crusade. I'm sure you understand. The only way for us to get seed down there for the creature to mutate is to put it into you since none of us

real

humans will bother dirtying ourselves in that thing. The creature will then take it out of you to store before impregnating you again."

He spread her open and jabbed his cock into her, making her grunt with discomfort as she was quickly penetrated. The sound of his thick thighs and oversized belly slapping up against her hind end echoed in the study as he fucked her hard and fast with him spanking her ass with his hand in time to his thrusting. HIs hot cum shot deep into her womb a few moments later. "Thank you, sir," she said meekly, bearing down on his cock as it throbbed inside of her until he was spent.

"Good girl..." he breathed, reaching up to pet her crimson hair. He pulled out of her, shoved his cock back into his pants, and readjusted his clothes. "Come. Follow me." he beckoned. She fell into step behind him as he led her out into a hall. She was led into a nearby guest room where she was directed to lay down spread eagled on the bed. There were a couple of his guards already in there and they lashed her down to the bed with padded leather cuffs that kept her splayed out for them. "These two are going to have you first and the rest of the guards will all rotate in and out as the night goes on," Raymond told her. "Boys, have fun and be sure to cum inside of that pussy a lot." He said with a grin before leaving.

Jen kept her eyes fixated on the ceiling as the guards descended upon her from either side, each one attacking her breasts with their mouths and running their hands up and down her body. One of them came up to forcibly make out with her, playing with her tits, while the other mounted her and fucked her hard and fast. She let out a soft grunt when she felt him cum inside of her. His seed shot straight into her waiting womb just like Tillis' seed had done and that's when she realized that her plumbing must've been slightly altered by creature in some way to, quite literally, make her into a cum receptacle. When the guys shot their loads into her, they were bottoming out inside of her and getting their seed past her cervix much easier. It was an odd feeling at first as she was used to this from the creature but not from men. Soon she was used to it as man after man came into the room to fuck her over the course of the night.

What was really frustrating was that the entire time she wasn't able to get off. She got close to climaxing multiple times but the men blew their wads into her before she had a chance to go over the edge. Jen found herself wishing for the Prison Creature or the Huggers. After night had fallen and it was pitch black outside, two technicians came in with jars. They opened the jars up and two Huggers leapt out, scurrying across the floor right to the bed. She didn't even flinch, merely opening her mouth wide and relaxing her body to allow them to latch onto her; one on her face and one around her loins. She felt the Hugger that was up her pussy insert a tube up into her womb where it proceeded to drain it of all the cum from the men who'd fucked her today.

The technicians undid the leather cuffs and the Huggers issued their mental command for her to move. She mindlessly walked back to Tillis' study where she obediently climbed back into the clear tube. The Hugger down between her legs detached, skittering off into the manor before Jen was closed back inside of the stasis tube. The biomass came back, encasing her arms and legs to her elbows and knees, and shoved thick tentacles back up into her pussy and ass. Nectar filled back up when the tube was put back upright and her non-stop orgasms thankfully continued as she settled into her erotic bliss.

***

Girl #2: The Girl Next Door. Meg (Brunette 1)

It was Spring Break 2021 and instead of heading to some tropical locale with her sorority sisters, Meg instead chose to go home. After a day of spending time with her family, she had the house to herself as her parents took the opportunity to have her house sit while they went away for the week on their own vacation. She didn't mind. She'd always been a bit of an introverted homebody, joining a sorority only because it offered cheap housing. So curling up under a lamp on the couch with a science book was her idea of a perfect evening. Her reading for tonight was a scientific journal recently released by Newhaven on the physiology of the Lurker creatures. They were scary and fascinating all in one. She planned on interning up in Newhaven to study them once she got her Bachelor's Degree in a few short months.

A van screeched to a halt outside with the doors opening and closing rapidly. Meg paid them little to no mind as the doors and windows were all locked. It was probably just the neighbors anyway. The air conditioning kicked on and Meg yawned as it was getting late. She undid the top couple of buttons on her soft, fuzzy girl's polo shirt and fanned herself with her hand. She hoped that the air would cool soon. She didn't notice the gas venting in and soon she was fast asleep on the couch.

*

Mac and Jeff, two of Raymond Tillis' Hunters, waited until the knockout gas dissipated inside before picking the door locks and disabling the security system. Then they snuck into the house, closing the door quietly behind them. They grabbed Meg and hauled her upstairs into the Master Bedroom where they stripped her naked, laid her out on the floor face down, and proceeded to tie her arms together straight down her back; elbow to elbow and wrist to wrist. Then they rolled her to her back and tied her legs into a kneeling position with ropes just above the knees and her ankles tied to her thighs. Then they propped her up into a proper kneeling position with her knees spread wide open. "Yup... carpet matches the drapes..." Jeff proclaimed, rubbing his hand up and down over the girl's trimmed mound as his partner tied a black blindfold tightly around her head over her eyes.

"Good..." Mac said. "Pull the curtains, turn the lights on, and get the smelling salts out while I call the guys in." he said, heading for the door.

Jeff did as he was told and then came back to Meg, this time running his hands over her petite B-Cups, feeling her nipples harden in his hands as he fondled her. She was cute, the plain girl-next-door type. As he heard the Mac and the rest of the team tromping up the stairs, he pulled out the smelling salts and waved the vial under her nose. She woke with a start and opened her mouth to scream. Jeff clamped his hand over her mouth. "Shut up and you won't get hurt," Jeff told her. He removed his hand and to her credit, she didn't make anything more than a sniffling sound.

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