CHAPTER 6 - EXECUTE THE PENETRATION
Five tall, muscular Alphicar were on top of Phoenix, as she lay on the dirty ground outside her home. She pretended to resist a little at first, but she found quickly to her shame that she was helping them literally tear the clothes off of her body. Suddenly they all had their impossibly thick, long, veiny cocks out, throbbing with desire for her, which turned her on immensely.
She could feel the warmth in her pussy growing, her desire pushing against the remains of her will to resist.
Grabbing her roughly by the head, one of them twisted her neck and forced himself into her quickly parting lips, his thick penis pushing over her tongue and into her throat, causing her to choke, and triggering new wetness in her delicate flower. After several seconds of him pounding into her embarrassingly stretched mouth, which was making her hornier with every thrust, he pulled out of her as three more of them began also alternately penetrating her increasingly debased, increasingly hungry mouth, wrestling for control of the fuck toy that she obviously was to them, much to her delighted flattery.
She loved tasting each new cock and could feel herself salivating.
After grinning down at her, the most dominant of the pack was effortlessly lifting her hips off the ground, brutally pushing himself into her vagina, making her bleed even as she spread her legs wide for him. She leaned back and raised her knees as she spread, begging him to penetrate her further. She moaned with desire, muffled by the thick hunk of delicious Alphicar meat pulsing in her hungrily sucking mouth, that she was quite literally drooling over.
Suddenly another Alphicar got down and roughly scooted underneath her, hoisting her into the air and making her feel weightlessly submissive, his perfect cock pushing between her eager cheeks and up against her tiny asshole. He was virtually pre-lubed from the constant leaking stream of divine Alphicar precum, and with a grunt he forced his way ruthlessly into her tiny back door, barely slowly enough not to break her open, but again causing her to bleed. It felt divine, his cock in her asshole, being degraded like this.
She felt so full of alpha cock that she thought she could die from her slutty happiness. As they picked up momentum, she felt the cocks in her ass and pussy crashing against her delicate walls, and she thought surely they would tear through her. Big, rough, Alphicar hands all over her. Hands and tongues. Roughly, hungrily groping and gripping her, rubbing her clit, grabbing her thighs, sucking her breasts, two more dripping cocks finding their way into her eager hands, as her throat, pussy, and asshole were pounded into a mindless, lustfully enslaved submission.
She moaned and whimpered against the cock in her throat as her helpless body was whipped about in a rhythmic pattern, her ample breasts slapping through the air, as she flailed like a rag doll impaled on the massive cocks violently penetrating her. She was in heaven. She closed her eyes, and focused on the overwhelming pleasure in her relentlessly brutalized vagina, mouth, and ass, utterly surrendered to the slutty, shameful joy of her debasement, so that she could fully feel the building of her submissive pleasure.
This is what she wanted. Not to live a dreary and predictable life of servitude to the IHC, but to be a lust and pleasure consumed sex slave to the Alphicar. To be used and degraded to suit their desire.
Oh god, as much as her thoughts were turning her on her body was also in heaven, her pussy growing hotter and hotter as they laughed and ravished her, and all she could do was look up at them gratefully, enjoying their rough skin, their rough hands, their thick cocks filling her, their muscled bodies crashing against and penetrating her own relatively petite body.
In and out, they pounded her relentlessly. Suddenly, she was going to cum. Ohhh....she was going to cum....She was going to...
Phoenix awoke suddenly, bucking and moaning wildly, the womanhood between her thighs contracting and exploding. She was having a powerful, deep orgasm. It felt wonderful, and her panties were soaked, as was her crop top just from sweating, but something was not right.
She hadn't had a wet dream in, what, it must have been centuries. She was extremely turned on. Too turned on. Then she smelled the unmistakable pheromones. Alphicar. Judging by the potency he must have been no more than a quarter mile away. Maybe closer. She took a deep inhale. Wow, his smell was amazing. With embarrassment she realized there was no denying that it turned her on immensely.
And he was strong. Possibly Apex. A wave of fear and arousal coursed through her body. She almost reached for her pussy, but stopped herself, slapping herself in the face.
How had he found her? But also...why had she let herself be this vulnerable, moved way out here on a lonely planet in the middle of nowhere? She had taken precautions, but still...had she wanted this, deep down? To be hunted by a high-ranking Alphicar? To be reduced and enslaved to his cock, willingly brainwashed and reduced into his desperate, cumhungry fuckpet and eventual warslave?
She remembered her dream and felt instant arousal in her loins.
Stop it, she told herself. But the images weren't quite done playing in her mind...she allowed herself the pleasure of seeing in her mind again the pack of them, ravishing her, ruthlessly pounding her holes with their cocks, while she sucked and took them eagerly, looking up at them with grateful eyes...that smell, oh, that smell...
She could feel her pussy churning and moistening. No. Snap out of it, Phoenix. She didn't want this. She wanted clear-headed love with a gentle male who respected her and adored her.
...Didn't she?
But again, she couldn't escape his smell...
If it was really so evil, why did the thought of letting an Alphicar utterly ruin and ravish her arouse her so? Was it truly a perversion of the natural matriarchy, as her holier-than-thou sister had so often preached? Or was
this
actually the natural way of things? But, was that even the right question to ask?
Phoenix snapped out of her thoughts once again. She knew she had to stay focused right now. Her pussy was dripping through her soaked panties, her knees weak already, as the overwhelming smell of the Alphicar's dominant sex grew even stronger, signaling his approach.
No, she was Matrizon, she told herself shakily. She would not succumb to an Alphicar.
But just as soon as she tried to focus, she was jolted by the sound of her doorbell.
Fear, excitement, arousal pulsed through her entire body in a wave. For a moment she was paralyzed.
Again, the doorbell. But when she checked her wrist cam, nobody was out there. He must have activated it remotely. He was fucking with her.
Suddenly she couldn't just smell it, she could feel it on the air. He wasn't just Alphicar. He was definitely Apex.
If she let him in, would he even bother establishing consent? She knew many of the Alphicar prided themselves on it, but still there were reports of rape. At 5'9 Phoenix was extremely petite for a Matrizon. She was immensely strong despite her short stature, known for it even, but she was no match physically for a high-ranking Alphicar.
She scanned the room, then quickly checked the kitchen. No signs of entry. She gazed out the main window of her front room. It was dark—too dark. Too dark for the middle of the night on a two-mooned winter. Suddenly Goober bounded into the room, leaping up at her and barking his strange bark.
"What is it Goober?" She asked earnestly. "Tell me boy, what's happening?"
Before she could sense his thoughts or emotions any further, half of her house blew up, sending her flying thirty feet into her office. She landed facedown, some unknown object hitting her stomach and knocking the wind out of her.
Pushing up from the ground and regaining a sense of her vision, she could see the remains of her living room and bedroom fully engulfed in a raging blaze. But what she processed next terrified her much more—she couldn't
hear
the raging blaze. She couldn't see the night sky behind it. Flare Darkener. Audio Cancellers. Alphicar.
Apex.
Phoenix was aware of the utterly absurd legal loopholes the Alphicar tried to spin up when something stood in their way. It was very unlikely that he had actually blown up her house himself, but that he had done something like, privately purchase the gas company that supplied her home, altered a standard of maintenance that could be plausibly proved to be legally safe because it was secretly calibrated only to adversely interact with some idiosyncrasy of her personal gas hardware, and he probably sent out a guy to her home the legally required three times to notify her of the transition during hours he knew she wouldn't be home, and then voila, legally exploded house at precisely the most convenient moment.
She stood up slowly, with her arms out for balance. She scanned her silently burning home for Goober, but didn't see him. Being neon green, he wasn't easy to miss. She hoped that no matter what, he would be ok.