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Entity Designation: BPC-041
Danger Class: 2 (pending review)
Description: BPC-041 is an entity of possible extra-planetary or extra-dimensional origin. Her form is that of a tall humanoid woman, with a combination of both mammalian and insect/arachnid-like features. BPC-041 sports eight limbs in total (three pairs of upper arms and a set of digitrade legs) as well as five eyes, with two "main" eyes positioned normally and three smaller "secondary" eyes above. Dark-violet, chitinous plates cover her shoulders, arms, hands, and back. The rest of her body is covered in a softer, lighter skin-like material. Her bodily proportions are curvaceous to a nearly exaggerated degree, with wide hips, a pinched waist, large breasts (whether these actually function as mammary glands is unknown), and round, prominent buttocks.
Another striking feature of BPC-041 is her genitalia. While presenting and identifying unquestionably as female, she sports a prominent, external penis and testicles. A spikey, canine-like knot can be observed at the base.
It is unclear whether this is BPC-041's "true" form or one she somehow chooses to take, given her incongruous, seemingly deliberate selection of anatomical traits.
While not outwardly violent, BPC-041 has displayed immense physical strength on numerous occasions, warranting containment in a Class-2 reinforced facility.
Sightings and encounters with BPC-041 were first reported by villagers in the [REDACTED] islands. These accounts grew numerous enough to warrant an investigation by a BPC task force, which discovered the entity in a nearby forest. BPC-041 was found mid-coitus with a village woman, later identified as [REDACTED], who had been reported missing the previous day. [REDACTED] claimed the encounter to be consensual and resisted BPC orders and attempts at separation. When confronted, BPC-041 cooperated with the task force and was captured without issue.
[REDACTED] was treated with amnestics, and efforts are underway to paint the incident as a local hoax.
BPC-041 displays humanlike levels of speech and intelligence. Curiously, during her initial encounter, she was reported to be fluent in both English and native [REDACTED].
BPC-041 will often resort to masturbation when left to her own devices, seemingly as both a leisure activity and a way to sate her unusually high libido.
Upon climax, a substance designated as BPC-041-A is produced. While externally resembling seminal fluid, BPC-041-A has been shown to exhibit multiple anomalous properties that warrant further investigation.
Negotiations are underway to procure greater quantities of BPC-041-A for research purposes.
Dr. Nicole Valanse took another glance through BPC-041's file before slipping it back into her manila folder. She navigated the grey concrete halls of the compound with a professional stride, casting brief nods at the other researchers and crew members on her way. Distant rumbles and sounds of machinery came from below, where excavations took place to expand the facility further.
A lightly-reinforced metal door soon stood in her way.
Class-D personnel only beyond this point. Biometric identification required.
Nicole placed her hand on the nearby scanning pad, the red light quickly turning green with an affirming chime.
"Welcome, Senior Researcher Nicole Valanse," a stilted, robotic feminine voice greeted her.
The doors parted with a mechanical creak. Wordlessly, Nicole swept a lock of hair from her face and strode deeper into the compound's containment sector.
The BPC — Bureau of Paranormal Containment. It almost sounded silly when spelled in full, like an agency of professional ghostbusters or something along those lines. In reality, their mission was to identify, contain, and research all manner of anomalous objects and entities. That could include objects of suspected extra-planetary, extra-dimensional, or yes, even spectral origin. If something couldn't be explained by the current understanding of science or physics, then it was the BPC's job to contain it, and if need be, keep any knowledge of its existence from reaching the general public.
She passed by numerous benign anomalies encased in bulletproof glass. These were objects that didn't warrant any special containment protocols, such as a tube of toothpaste that regenerated its contents every forty-seven-hours, six minutes, and ten seconds on the dot, or a pair of bowling shoes that granted the wearer an inexplicable understanding of mass, motion, and velocity as it related to spherical objects.
Benign anomalies… Much unlike the one she was assigned to research.
Nicole stepped into the observation deck. Taking a seat, the numerous security screens flickered to life as she flipped a set of switches, showing her multiple camera views of the same reinforced, concrete containment chamber. It almost resembled a tiny apartment with all the accommodations they'd granted to the entity, such as a TV with a DVD player, a bookshelf, and a wardrobe. There was also a bed in the corner, but 041 hardly ever used it, preferring to sleep in her webs.
Unsurprisingly, BPC-041 left her TV playing one of the several… Explicit films they'd provided. She caught glimpses of a pert, pretty redhead getting railed by a stereotypical musclebound man, glancing away with a blush. The sounds of incessant moaning and wailing crept through her speakers.
The entity herself was nowhere to be seen until Nicole pointed one of the cameras upward, at the spiraling, spiderlike web she'd made herself, curled up in a cocoon of silk.
Nicole took a deep breath and leaned into the microphone. "Good morning, subject 041."
At first, there was no response. She was about to repeat herself before the cocoon stirred. A single, purple-plated hand broke through the silk, then another, and another, and another, until six arms in total were pulling the caccoon apart to reveal the entity within. A tall, broad, and naked humanoid creature emerged, climbing across the web with her chitinous back-arms before landing on the ground feet-first. A prominent jiggle rolled across the entity's titanic chest as she landed. A flaccid, hanging shaft bobbed between her toned thighs.
Nicole huffed. BPC-041 showed no interest in wearing clothes, despite being offered a full wardrobe.
The entity's lips parted in a yawn as she stretched her six arms. A long, seemingly prehensile tongue slipped out, along with four small mandible limbs, before she closed her maw. "Is it a good morning, doctor? It's a little hard to tell, given that I'm some two thousand feet underground in a concrete box. And I have a name, you know," the entity said, placing two sets of hands on her hips. Her voice was light and surprisingly airy, always carrying a hint of self-assured playfulness.
…How would she figure that? Whatever, that's not important right now, Nicole thought. "Do you? You haven't mentioned it."
She tapped her chin and hummed inquisitively, thinking to herself before speaking up. "Hmmmm… It'd be useless to try to tell you my true name. A human couldn't comprehend, let alone pronounce it. Sooooo, how about you call me Cheri from now on, okay?"
As much as Nicole wanted to press on about her "true name" and what about it was so incomprehensible, her goal here was to build rapport with the entity, not interrogate her. That could come later. "…Okay. Cheri it is, then. How are — "
"Uunhf!~"
"Oh fuck yeah, gimme that dick!~"
Her eye twitched, cheeks flushing an even darker shade of crimson. "…Cheri, would you mind turning the television off? I would like this to be a serious conversation."
"Huh? Oh, sure. I forget how skittish you humans can be when it comes to the more… Pleasurable of biological functions. Then again, that doesn't stop all of you from peeping in when I'm enjoying my me time. Not that it really bothers me. I don't mind having an audience, kyehehehe…~" Cheri winked directly at the camera, letting out a chirping, melodious giggle before shutting off the TV. "You were saying?"
Nicole grumbled to herself. Something about the entity's attitude always set off alarm bells in her head, despite the lack of any clear hostility. She carried herself not like a prisoner being held captive… But like someone who was just playing along, treating this whole thing like a game. "…Thank you. I was going to remark on the numerous accommodations we've made to your, ehm, living space," she said, carefully choosing not to call it a containment chamber. "Such additions were granted under the expectation that you'll be providing more samples in return. Samples that you've yet to produce." Adjusting the camera, Nicole pointed it at a one-way mechanical hatch inside the chamber. A bin sat nearby holding a pile of rubber sample containers that resembled comically large condoms.
Cheri rolled her eyes — all five of them — and cocked her hips with a sassy flair. "Don't humans typically take a girl to dinner first before demanding their reproductive fluids? Seems a little rude."
"You had no qualms producing it before, Cheri. In fact, I believe this is the longest you've gone without — "
"What? Without cumming? Without shooting fat gooey ropes for your hazmat guys to scoop up?" Cheri interrupted, crossing another pair of arms over her heaving chest. "And that was before I figured out you needed the stuff for your silly research. So, little miss smarty pants, why do you think I'm holding off now?"
Nicole hissed, hand tightening on the microphone as she struggled to compose herself. "Because there's still something you want."
"Bingo~" The entity grinned.
"And just what would that be, Cheri?"
Cheri snickered and licked across her fangs. "Shouldn't it be obvious by now? I want a human companion to keep me company. A girl. A cute girl!" she said. "Do you ever think about how boring it gets in here? You don't honestly believe that porn and sex toys are gonna be enough to hold my interest forever, do you? Besides, I'm pretty sure my body can make bigger, better samples when I'm with a real flesh-and-blood partner. It's a win-win for both of us!"
A frustrated grimace crossed the senior researcher's face. She had a feeling that was what Cheri wanted. "I…" Nicole sighed. "You know I can't do that. It'd be violating protocol…"
"What do you think I'm gonna do, hun? Tear'em apart? Eat'em? What do I possibly have to gain from that?" Cheri argued. "Why should I bother giving you your precious samples if you can't even trust me with a single human?"
Nicole opened her mouth to speak, but stopped herself. She'd been assigned specifically to gain an understanding of BPC — No, of Cheri's mindset and secure a steady supply of her fluids for research. The agency rarely encountered entities with Cheri's level of sapience or cognitive ability. This was big, and she couldn't afford to screw things up. Not again.
Like it or not, Cheri was right. She needed to trust her.
What great discovery or scientific breakthrough came without a bit of risk-taking, after all?
Granted, it wasn't herself Nicole would be risking. God no! Instead, someone else came to mind… Someone who might just fit Cheri's vision of an ideal partner. Nicole hesitated, then leaned into the microphone.
"…You have a thing for redheads, don't you?"
…
Rachel fidgeted in front of the door to Dr. Valanse's office, clutching her clipboard tightly to her chest. Bright red hair hung in strands around her pale, freckled face, a pair of round glasses perched on her nose. She chewed her lip in contemplation, trying to muster up the courage to knock.
She'd been going over basic containment and cleanup protocols when the senior researcher called for her over the loudspeaker. Did she do something wrong? Did she forget to fill out a form or something? Rachel's head spun with possible explanations, both benign and outlandish.
"Okay, it's probably no big deal… Maybe I just need to fill out some more papers…" Rachel muttered to herself, taking a deep breath.
Before she could even reach out to knock, the metal doors slid apart. Nicole sat behind her desk with the usual curt, unamused expression on her aged features. A computer sat on the desk alongside a mess of different folders. "Junior researcher Burke. Please, come in."
"O-of course. Is everything okay, Dr. Valanse?" She skittered inside, jumping a bit as the door closed behind her.
"Take a seat. Everything is quite all right," Nicole motioned to the chair across her desk. Once the younger woman was seated, she continued. "In fact… I wanted to discuss a potential opportunity. One that I think you'll be quite interested in."
"An opportunity?"
The senior researcher nodded, a smirk tugging the side of her lips. "Indeed, and one that I think you'll be very interested in. Are you familiar with BPC-041, by any chance?"
"041?" Rachel perked up instantly. She'd spent hours looking through the BPC files — At least the ones that a newbie researcher like herself had access to. The existence of a creature like 041 was naturally kept under wraps to all but the high-level researchers, but that didn't stop rumors from spreading around the facility, especially to someone as inquisitive as Rachel. "I-I haven't heard much, aside from it showing a degree of sapience? I didn't look through the file or anything, but word gets around, you know? Ehehe…" She chuckled awkwardly.
Nicole nodded. "That much is correct. Rachel, I called you up here because I need someone to assist me in a vital research experiment. I've looked through the list of available staff, and I think you have the drive, talent, and…" She glanced away, seeming to consider her words very carefully. "…Attributes, to be the best fit. And depending on your performance, this could serve as a launching point for your development here with the BPC. What do you think?"
Rachel's mind went blank. When she tried to respond, her mouth felt dry as a desert, completely stunned at the turn of events. Was she dreaming? Did some kind perception-altering anomaly get into her psyche somehow, conjuring up visions of her wildest, most wish-fulfilling fantasies? No. This felt too real.
As the reality set in, shock and bewilderment gave way to a rush of excitement. An almost childlike giddiness took hold, with Rachel nearly stomping her feet and giggling like a schoolgirl. She wasn't sure how, but Nicole had seen her drive and her passion! This was it. This was the big opportunity she'd always dreamt of!
"I… I really don't know what to say! Of course I'll take it! " Rachel flushed, struggling for words. "Ahem, I mean… I would be honored, Dr. Valanse." She cleared her throat and collected herself. "What does this experiment entail, exactly?"
Nicole hummed and tapped her chin for a second. "To put it simply, you'll be assisting in the production and collection of an anomalous material produced by 041. It's entirely safe, I assure you," she said.
Rachel nodded. Her fingers tightened into the seat to keep from swaying back and forth, as she tended to whenever something excited her. "Will I get a chance to interact with 041 directly?"
"Oh yes. You'll be working in very, very close proximity."
"O-okay! Gosh, I'm sorry, but this is just so exciting! When do we start?" Rachel asked.
Nicole responded with an uncharacteristic grin. In fact, that might've been the first time Rachel had ever seen the older woman smile. "We can start as soon as you're ready."
…
A group of three Class-B material handling personnel escorted Rachel deeper than she'd ever been into the bowels of the facility, towards 041's containment chamber, all covered in loose yellow suits that resembled hazmat gear. Rachel wore no such special equipment, only an earpiece that Dr. Valanse gave her for communication. The doctor herself wouldn't be accompanying her. Instead, she would monitor and give instructions from the observation deck.
Eventually, they stopped in front of what appeared to be a large concrete rectangle. Rachel recognized it as a Class-2 containment chamber. There were many ways that an object or entity might pose a threat to researchers, crew, or even the facility itself — from physical damage, to vivid hallucinations, to cognitohazards that could render an unprepared mind catatonic. Class-2 containment was for entities that had no special capabilities, but could still present a physical danger when provoked.
Rachel swallowed, looking upon the massive chamber with a mix of excitement and apprehension fluttering in her belly. She thought it would take years of hard work before ever being considered for such an experiment. Whatever Valanse saw in her, she was determined not to let her down!
"I'm giving you temporary biometric approval to enter 041's chamber. Simply place your hand on the scanning pad," Valanse said over the earpiece.
"C-copy that!" Rachel nodded. They must've really trusted the inexperienced researcher to give her any degree of access like that. Following the instructions, she placed her palm on the scanner, and the heavy metal doors slid apart with an affirmative chime.
Okay, this is it! Your big break! Don't. Mess. This. Up!
After taking a second to hype herself up and shut down any lingering fears, Rachel stepped inside. She took a quick look around to take in her surroundings. Whatever the young woman expected to see inside the chamber, it certainly wasn't this. There was… A TV set? A bed? A DVD shelf? It almost looked like some kind of makeshift apartment. That was, until Rachel looked up and saw the winding web of silk hanging across the ceiling. Could that be the substance they needed to collect?
It looked like a spider's web…
Rachel expected the hazmat crew to accompany her. Instead, the metal doors shut behind her with a mechanical clang, leaving her trapped and alone inside 041's chamber. "D-Dr. Valanse?" she squeaked.
"Kyehehehe…~"
Her pupils narrowed into pinpricks as a melodic, airy giggle came from above. Rachel gulped and followed that sound towards the ceiling, where five bright white eyes stared down at her. A shape began emerging from the shadows. Six spindly arms moved across the web like a spider's legs, and the closer it got, the more of its features Rachel could make out. Its… Skin? Carapace? Whatever the right term was, the entity's inner body was a pale violet, with darker, rougher-looking chitin lining its arms, back, and hips.
With a loud thud, the entity revealed itself as it dropped down to the floor in front of her.
Rachel froze with astonishment, awe, and fear. What stood before the young researcher wasn't some incomprehensible eldritch horror. Her mind didn't shatter into a thousand tiny bits at its mere visage, but she was still very much at a loss for words. The entity was… A woman? A towering, spider-like woman with six limbs, sure, but still recognizably humanoid. She even had long, dark, human-like hair, done up in poofy pigtails. Her eyes darted across the creature's body, cheeks flushing deep red as she took in every detail and feature.
It… She? She certainly was an impressive specimen, sporting a build that was powerful, toned, and yet well-endowed to a fantastical degree. At a glance, she must've been at least seven or even eight feet tall, easily towering over the human's slender five-foot-three self. Rachel unconsciously fixated on the entity's massive breasts, watching them wobble and bounce with even the faintest motion. Her gaze drifted lower, down her muscled stomach, down her wide, curvaceous hips, until she saw…
Oh
Oh God
Maybe Rachel's brain really was breaking. That was a cock hanging between the entity's thighs, wasn't it? Not just an average humanoid cock — but a huge, terrifyingly girthy cock, decorated in spiky-looking bumps like some kind of brutish medieval weapon. The base was noticeably thicker than the rest of the shaft, about as thick as a fist. An equally impressive set of balls hung just below, each testicle as large as a softball. It should've shocked her, seeing such anatomy on a creature that was otherwise so outwardly feminine. Despite that, it didn't look at all out of place. Or unsightly. In fact, she had a hard time taking her eyes off it…
"Kyehehe…" That same giggle came again. Her face, made up of numerous chitin plates, shifted into the shape of a smile. Pearly-white fangs peeked at her past pink lips. Those five solid white, pupil-less eyes zeroed in on the researcher. "Well, aren't you just the cutest thing! For once, the good doctor delivers on her promises. You and I are going to have so, so much fun together, love!~
"I-I…" Rachel stammered and took a step back, struggling to process both the creature's appearance and words as it approached her, the thud of each heavy footstep echoing across the chamber. Did it — no, did she just call her cute?
Suddenly, Dr. Valanse spoke up through the earpiece. "Don't be afraid, Rachel. She won't hurt you."
The entity let out a bemused sigh and slumped her shoulders. Despite the lack of pupils, Rachel still got the impression that she was rolling her eyes. "Oh, of course she's peeping in on us, that naughty little voyeur. Do enjoy the show, sweetie!~" She turned towards one of the cameras and winked, flipping it a middle finger.
Wait… How could she hear them over the earpiece?
"Damnit, she can listen in!?" Valanse grunted, seeming just as surprised.
"Nothing gets past me, darlings! But don't worry, our nosy little friend is quite right. You're in very good hands, sweetie. Gentle hands…" The antanea-like structures on her head wriggled as she took another step towards the researcher. "…Unless of course, you happen to like it rough! Kyehehe… Oh, but where are my manners? You can call me Cheri. And what is your name, cutie?"
Rachel swallowed, trying to assess the situation as objectively as possible. She was locked in a containment chamber with a Class-2 entity, and so far, she wasn't dead, maimed, or losing her sanity. Well, maybe the jury was still out on that last one. Still, so far so good! Said entity also took the form of an impossibly voluptuous spider-woman with six arms, huge tits, and a massive, knotted dick. And also, it called her cute. So far, so good?
Taking a deep breath, Rachel finally met eyes with the towering creature. "I'm… I'm Rachel… And I was told that I'm here to help extract some kind of material?" she stammered, then pointed up at the numerous webs along the ceiling. "…Is that it?"
Cheri cocked her head and snickered. She reached forward slowly, tracing a fingertip down Rachel's cheek. "Oh, you are adorable! But I'm afraid not, sweetie. The material your scientists are looking for is a lot… Thicker. Hotter. And soooo much more fun to make!~"
Rachel resisted the urge to flinch, the smooth chitin sending a shiver down her back. If it wasn't the webbing, then what other substance could it be? She chewed her lip, gazing across Cheri's immense form and settling on the tremendous shaft and balls hanging freely between her legs. Suddenly, the realization struck.
No… It couldn't possibly be what she was thinking, right?
Cheri's smile widened into a grin, eyes shimmering with delight. "Ah, figured it out, have you? I see it in your eyes~" She purred. A visible throb rolled across the pale purple flesh as she reached down and gave it a stroke.
The researcher's face burned red. Her heart pounded, but not purely out of fear, she realized. A familiar, tingling flutter mingled with her fight-or-flight instincts, arousal settling in her core. "Oh, uhm, o-okay. How can I help?"
…
Phase One: Material Extraction Prep
"…Like this?"
A long, fluttering sigh came in response. "Just like that… Aah, you humans have the softest hands…~" Cheri said.
Rachel knelt before her, barely able to wrap her hand around the full girth of Cheri's cock as she steadily pumped it back and forth. Her eyes fluttered, jaw slack, lost in the act of pleasing this otherworldly, spider-like woman. Each pulse of blood felt like an earthquake on her palm. The spikey protusions were actually quite soft and flexible against her hand. Beneath the artificial lights, Cheri's shaft cast an imposing shadow over her blushing face. She slid her hand back and forth across the pale flesh with growing boldness, using her thumb to tease underneath her pink glans. A thick, clear glob of pre drooled out.
Despite its unique qualities, Rachel found that it wasn't terribly different than working off a human's shaft, aside from the sheer scale. A little smirk tugged her lips as Cheri cooed in appreciation. She was actually doing a good job! The lurid nature of the act mattered less and less to her as time went on — without a doubt, this had to be the most fun she'd had at work so far.
She couldn't help wondering if she was the first person in history to give an anomalous entity a handjob. That was… Not the kind of achievement she'd tell her mom and dad about, but hey, still a pretty big deal!
"Love?" Cheri's voice broke through her scatterbrained thoughts.
"Wuh?" Rachel looked back up at her, barely able to meet eyes across the valley of her massive breasts. "A-am I doing something wrong, Cheri?"
Cheri shook her head. "Oh, not at all! I was just thinking that someone might be a tad overdressed for this little experiment, him?" she said, licking her lips, all five eyes lowered into a half-lidded, lusty glare. "After all, things can get rather messy. Better to not stain them, right?~"
Overdressed? Rachel blinked in confusion before looking down at herself, realizing that she still donned her white lab gear. Her cheeks burned even deeper. "Oh. Y-yeah, I guess you're right…" Trembling hands went to undo the buttons before she froze in hesitation.
…Valanse was still watching them, wasn't she?
Her boss was going to see her naked.
Rachel chewed her lip. It was too late to back out now — not that she really wanted to. Besides… It was all just part of the extraction process, right? She had to! For science! Throwing her reservations and self-consciousness to the wind, Rachel started undoing her coat button by button, hastily putting it aside. A plain black bra covered her chest before she reached back to undo that too, revealing the researcher's modest mounds, coated in a dusting of freckles. Pink, pert nipples stood stiff at attention.
Her arms reflexively moved to cover herself before stopping. Would Cheri really be interested in a body like hers? Rachel had never considered herself all that pretty, and being in the presence of such a voluptuous, striking woman made it even harder to feel adequate. She looked up at Cheri, feeling so vulnerable beneath her towering form.
As if to cast those very doubts into the ether, a violet hand shot forth and squeezed one of Rachel's tits, pale breastflesh overflowing between chitin digits. "Oh, love… You might be the prettiest little human I've ever seen!~"
An embarrassing whimper escaped Rachel's lips. Her touch sent a pang of warmth flowing down her back and between her legs, thighs grinding together unconsciously. "Y-you like them…?"
"They're perfect, love~" Cheri said. "All natural and so, so pretty!" She groped and kneaded the girl's chest, gently plucking a nipple between her fingers.
"Wow… U-uhm, thanks…" Rachel shuddered, stifling a moan as the entity toyed with her taut, sensitive buds. Her heart skipped a beat, warmth pooling in her belly. The researcher practically melted against her touch, realizing just how starved for affection she'd been until now. Her career and studies left little time for intimacy. Regardless of context, her body relished in the attention. Squirming with arousal, she turned her attention back to that stiff, throbbing purple shaft with a sudden rush of resolve.
She still had a job to do, after all!
Rachel shuffled closer on her knees, one hand stroking Cheri's cock while the other gingerly reached between her thighs, palming her hanging sack.
God, they felt heavy! She carefully fondled and massaged each softball-sized testicle, marveling at the weight and density. Whatever it was that the agency wanted churned in these huge balls. And if their heft was anything to go by, then Cheri had a lot to give. Rachel let her instincts take hold as she leaned in and nuzzled into them, flicking her tongue between and all around Cheri's nuts, lavishing the violet skin in a shimmer of spit.
As she breathed in, a curious scent wafted into her nose. She smelled like… Lavender? How odd. Not just lavender, but notes of something far more earthy and rich, like a heady natural musk. The mix of scents both relaxed and made Rachel's head spin, sending a fresh jolt of heat down to her loins.
"Mmmhh… Good girl…!~" Cheri praised, fingers tightening into her fiery red locks. "Don't be shy, now! I think some more initiative like that could — aahh — really smooth out the extraction process!~"
Good girl…
Those words echoed repeatedly in Rachel's head. "Nnnhh…" She whimpered. Her hand tightened and pumped harder across the entity's cock, sweeping up every thick droplet of pre-cum for smoother, slicker strokes. Plump lips puckered against Cheri's nuts and left faint red lipstick marks. Her inhibitions melted away beneath the sugary-sweet praise and that intoxicating aroma, guiding her across Cheri's cock, peppering the turgid flesh with so many loving kisses. She smooched her way up the knot, up the shaft, before coming face to face with that thick, spikey, pre-drooling cocktip.
…Could that monster even fit in her mouth? Rachel certainly hoped it would, and goddamnit, she was going to try! For science! She planted a firm kiss on the tip, smearing her lips in salty pre-cum. Then, after a reassuring glance up at Cheri, Rachel parted her lips and welcomed that monstrous dick into the wet, warm confines of her maw. "Hrrllk…" She gurgled, tears brimming in her eyes. Her tongue writhed across the underside of it, tracing the bulging veins and spikey bumps. The girth forced her jaw apart wider and wider with each inch.
Cheri gazed down at her with a smiling, pleasure-drunk look on her face. "Oh, love! Mmmmh, that feels soooooo good… Such a soft little mouth…~" She cooed.
Rachel hummed in return, pride and delight fluttering in her chest. Receiving praise from a supervisor was one thing, but how many researchers could say that an anomalous entity took notice of her efforts? Not many, she imagined! Growing more and more determined, Rachel pushed herself deeper, sinking another few inches of swollen dickflesh into her mouth. "Uuhlghk…!" She gagged. Her hands searched for anything to hold onto, one gripping the knot while the other cradled Cheri's heaving balls.
A deep, rumbling purr came from above. "Oouuhyessss… Just like that, my darling little human~" she said, tightening her grip on Rachel's head.
Breathing through her nose, Rachel started thrusting her head back and forth, cheeks puffing with loud, wet suckling noises. She was barely a third of the way down, feeling it dive deeper down her throat. Mixed spittle and pre-cum spilled from the corners of her lips. Despite the growing soreness in her jaw and the tears rolling down her cheeks, Rachel moved with unshakeable conviction, sucking, slurping, and gagging like her job depended on it… Which, in that moment, it may as well have!
So lost in the act was Rachel that she practically forgot that her boss was watching her give a blowjob.
"HHhhaaaahh!~" Cheri panted. "Impressive, love! Maybe a little room for improvement, but you and I are gonna have plenty of time together for that, won't we? Ooh yesssss…~" Her bottom set of hands gripped the girl's head and started tugging, her cocktip jabbing the back of Rachel's throat!
"Aahghk!" Rachel gagged, eyes shooting open as another round of tears cascaded down her flushed, stuffed cheeks. Her throat spasmed around the swollen invader. Bracing her hands on Cheri's legs, she could only hold on for dear life while her face was brutally fucked. She was powerless — her maw nothing more than a warm, wet hole for this magnificent beast of a woman to please herself with.
Her thighs quivered and clenched, and she knew without a shadow of doubt that she was absolutely soaked down there. Massive throbs rocked atop her tongue in a beating rhythm, intensifying and growing heavier by the second. Hot, salty pre spilled down her throat in thick globs.
"Yesssss! Oh love, that mouth is perfect! Won't be… Much longer…!~" Cheri let out huffing, panting moans that bounced across the concrete chamber, tongue lolling from her jaws.
Rachel hummed with contentment, mere moments away from tasting — er, extracting the entity's vital material.
Before that moment could come, her focus was broken by Valanse's frantic voice. "R-Rachel, stop! We need to be able to collect it!"
"Mmm?" Her eyes shot open again, suddenly very aware of the fact that she was being watched.
Cheri grimaced, her antenna flicking about in annoyance. "Ugh! Such a buzzkill…" She huffed. One more thrust came before the entity slowly pulled back, tugging her swollen length free from Rachel's throat as she sputtered and stumbled to the floor. It twitched and throbbed angrily, shimmering in a lurid coating of saliva and pre-cum. "I've got plenty to give, you know!"
Rachel was busy sucking in gasps of precious air when Valanse spoke up again. "We made a deal, Cheri. You get a companion — which, may I remind you, breaks at least ten different containment protocols — and we get every drop of 041-A that comes as a result," she said.
"Kyehe… Cums." Cheri snickered. "Well, I suppose a deal is a deal, and I am a lady of my word. We'll play your little game, doctor."
Wait… What deal? And what was that about breaking protocol? No wonder this whole situation felt so fishy; Valanse was going outside of agency guidelines to use her as a bargaining chip. She wasn't selected for her brains or scientific potential, but simply because she was Cheri's type. A part of Rachel knew she should've been outraged… But she was also way, way too horny to give that realization the thought it deserved, especially as Cheri's cock throbbed before her eyes.
"Rachel? Rachel, do you copy?"
"Wuh? I-I mean, yes, I copy!" she said. "Requesting instructions on proper procurement of 041-A."
…
Phase Two: Material Extraction
Cheri wore a sour expression as Rachel slid the material containment device over the length of her cock. Somehow, she wasn't surprised to see that the device resembled an oversized condom, colorless aside from the yellow warning label on the side with handling instructions. It stretched across the entirety of her shaft, with only the knot left exposed.
"Hmmph…" Cheri pouted and traced a finger down her covered length. "Are you sure this thing is gonna be tough enough?"
"It's triple-reinforced and made with the highest-quality latex around — it'll last," Valanse replied through the earpiece.
Rachel couldn't help wondering the same thing. Then again, at worst it'd just be a bit of a mess, right? She figured she'd just jerk her off into it and that'd be the end of things. As far as she knew, it wasn't hazardous to make direct contact with. That was, unless Cheri actually planned on trying to put that monster inside her… But that was ridiculous, right? There was no way it'd fit! And yet, the mere thought of it made the researcher bite her lip and squirm.
"Well, hopefully you're right about that. Wouldn't want a little accident on our hands now, would we? Kyehehe…~" Cheri giggled, giving her shaft a few idle pumps as she turned to Rachel. "Are you ready, love?"
Rachel nodded. "Ready! Should I just — w-woooah!" Her words trailed into a shocked yelp as two pairs of hands lifted her off the ground, carrying her towards the bed effortlessly. "C-Cheri!?"
"You talk too much, my dear. It's cute~" Cheri purred. Humming to herself, the entity casually plopped Rachel down onto the mattress, positioned on her belly with her face against the bed and her rump in the air. Cheri climbed in behind her, those six nimble hands making quick work of Rachel's work pants.
Heart pounding, nerves sizzling with fear and excitement, Rachel couldn't bring herself to move a muscle as Cheri tugged off her slacks and the plain panties underneath. A bashful red coated her cheeks. Her cunt burned and begged for attention, dripping with nectar before the spider-woman's gaze… And Valanse's, she reminded herself.
And speaking of Valanse, the senior researcher's voice once again spoke through her earpiece. "Cheri! Be careful — if Rachel is hurt in any way, then the deal is off! Understood?"
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle! This isn't my first rodeo with you fragile little humans," Cheri said. One set of hands tugged Rachel's rump closer while another spread those pert, freckled asscheeks out.
Rachel gulped. She felt the entity's hungry gaze on her exposed, vulnerable holes. A gust of warm breath made her hips twitch, and she couldn't help but whimper, torn between how painfully horny she was and how much that beastly purple shaft terrified her. She only had Cheri's word to go off of, and so far, she hadn't shown any malicious tendencies. Rachel just… Had to trust her.
"You look delicious…~" Cheri huffed, leaning into the young woman's needy pussy. "I just… Need to indulge for a bit…"
Suddenly, Rachel jolted as something long, warm, and slippery slithered along her puffy folds. A breathless gasp escaped her lips. Another lash came, followed by another, then another, with the initial shock quickly melting into pure pleasure. "Mmmhh…" She stifled a moan. That tongue of hers must've been prehensile — it was unlike anything she'd felt before, deftly caressing her nethers like some kind of thin tentacle. A sharp twinge of pleasure came when it brushed her clit, and she failed to hold in the resulting whimper.
That feels… Kinda good… Fuck, it's been forever since I've done anything like this…
"Mmwaaaah…~" Cheri's tongue swirled around the researcher's stiff nub, coaxing another few gasps and sighs before it slid back into her maw. "So sweet! I could sample you all day, but I'm sure the good doctor would rather we get to the main course, wouldn't she?" She sat up on her knees and grabbed Rachel's hips. A meaty thwap rang out as that rubber-clad cock smacked between her cheeks, throbbing impatiently.
Rachel's eyes shot open. Looking over her shoulder, she gazed upon Cheri's massive shaft with a mix of awe and terror, realizing just how much of an undertaking this would really be. The reality that she was about to get fucked by this monster dick settled in fully. It looked angry. It looked ready to destroy her, conquer her, and split the poor researcher in half. Every pulse of blood that rolled across that thing made her shiver.
Cheri met the girl's dumbstruck gaze with a gentle smile. She slowly thrusted between Rachel's cheeks, reaching out to stroke her chin. "Do you trust me, love?"
Rachel glanced to the side with hesitation, digging her fingers tighter into the sheets. Did she trust her? Looking into the spider-woman's five eyes, she took a deep breath and nodded. It was too late to back out now… And this wasn't just about her, she reminded herself. Their work here could end up changing the world. She was getting fucked for science! "I… I trust you, Cheri."
"I'm glad…~" Cheri said. Spreading out her rear cheeks, she held her cock steady by the knot and began guiding it to the researcher's quivering slit, brushing the thick cockhead between soaked lower lips. "I'll try to take things slow, but… Mmmh… I've just been waiting so long, love. It might be hard to control myself… Especially with such an adorable human!" Pressure mounted against Rachel's entrance as she started pushing forward.
Fuck, it wasn't even inside her yet, but the sheer anticipation made Rachel tense and grit her teeth. The pressure grew tighter and tighter. Within seconds, that meaty tip breached her folds and made way for the first few inches of Cheri's engorged dick. "Hhhnng… Oh shit!" Her arms and knees wobbled. A deep, mounting fullness formed in her lower belly, pressing in deeper and deeper.
"That's it, love… You're okay… I would never, ever hurt you…~" Cheri reassured her with gentle coos. Her numerous hands drifted across Rachel's body with tender caresses, stroking the human's stomach, back, and breasts. She paused her hips for just a second before pushing forward again, sliding deeper into her yielding tunnel.
"I'm… Okay…" Rachel breathed. Every inch that slid inside felt thicker than the last, pushing her vaginal depths apart and stretching her body out to the limits of what should've been possible. She felt the pulse of Cheri's veins and the slight scrape of those bumps along her innards. Those tender chitin hands comforted her, coaxing out a gasp as they squeezed her breasts.
Gripping her hips tighter, Cheri giggled and lurched forward in a firm, snapping thrust, an audible squelch ringing out as flesh stretched around flesh. "Mmmhhf! Ooouhh, it's been too long since I've had a nice, hot human cunt all to myself!~" She cried. Another thrust came, then another, and another, each accompanied with a vulgar smack.
"Aaa-AaaAAAaaaahn…!" Rachel failed to hold in a wailing moan, the sound echoing all around them. God, she'd never felt like this before — so overwhelmingly full, able to feel the rhythm of someone else's heartbeat from inside her. Pain melded into sweet pleasure. Cheri's cock stroked every last nerve in her depths, making her back arch and her eyes flutter with bliss. It felt… Good. No, better than good. It felt amazing!
"You're taking it so well, love! Sing for me! Let the good doctor know how much you love it!~"
Any shame or embarrassment Rachel felt quickly evaporated with every stroke of that dick. Was Valanse still watching them? Fuck, did she even care at this point? "Aah! AaAHn! Oouh! H-harder Cheri…!~" Rachel keened with each plunge. Her high-pitched cries bounced around repeatedly, accompanying the smack of mashing sexes and crashing bodies, surrounded on all angles by the sounds of fucking.
Harder and faster, deeper and deeper, Cheri thrusted. "Hhhaaa… Such a perfect pussy! And it's all mine!~" She tossed her head back and cackled.
It had to be all the way in. Rachel couldn't imagine feeling any more full than this, as if that battering ram of a cock were pushing her innards apart to make room for it. Her suspicions were dashed when something fleshy and swollen started smacking against her cunt, brushing her clit and sending a sharp stab of pleasure up her back.
She'd almost forgotten about that knot. Surely, this had to be very limit of what her body could take. There was no way that thing could actually fit inside her, right?
"F-fuck!~" Rachel yelped as it grinded onto her clit again, then again and again, bottoming out with every savage thrust. Sweltering heat bubbled in the young woman's core like a boiling cauldron, threatening to erupt and spill over at any moment. Hot sweat rolled down flushed pale skin, tits bouncing against the force of Cheri's powerful hips. Hair hung around her face in messy, sweaty strands. "Cheri… I…!"
"You don't even need to say it! Cum for me, love!~" Cheri repositioned her hands — one set gripped Rachel's shoulders, another took greedy handfuls of both breasts, while the last pair held her hips. Then, she launched into a percussive last hurrah. Her cock plunged knot-deep into Rachel's innermost reaches at a blistering pace, her knot hammering the researcher's poor pussy like a fist. Cheri pulled her in time with her thrusts, diving as deep as she possibly could.
Rachel shoved her face into the mattress and sobbed. Climactic bliss mounted faster than her mind or body could keep up with, clenching tighter and tighter in her belly until it came undone in one explosive release. She threw her head back with a breathless cry, pupils dilating, muscles clenching violently. The sheer relief hit her like a bomb as she came. Her vision blurred, and her mind swam in a molten haze. "Uuuggnnhh…!" Rachel vocalized her bliss in a single, desperate wail.
Meanwhile, Cheri hissed and arched herself over the seizing woman, breasts bouncing over her head. "That's it! Ooh, you're such a good girl! My perfect little human!~" She crooned. "I'm nearly there, love! Ready to collect your sample?~"
"YeeeEESSSSS!~" Rachel squealed, barely conscious as she rode that haymaker of an orgasm. "Cum inside me, Cheri! Please!"
"That's what I'm here for, isn't it?~" She grinned, keeping up the brutal pace. Her arms wrapped around Rachel's body, chest jiggling against her back. She traded force for speed in this position, pounding like a jackhammer, clearly focused on chasing her own imminent climax. Hot, panting breaths flowed across the back of Rachel's neck. Her cock throbbed and swelled even thicker. "That's it! Here it comes! Hhhh-hrraaaaaah…!~"
Rachel felt the thickening knot push as hard as it could against her entrance. For a second, she feared that Cheri would actually try to fit that thing in her… But she didn't. Instead, she reached back and squeezed the knot as she plunged down to it. A mighty pulse rolled across the length of her shaft, then another, followed by jets of heat spilling out in soupy spurts, so close and yet so painfully separate as the condom kept them apart.
…Rachel almost wished she could feel the entity's cum truly filling her.
"OoOOOuuuugh… Ooouuhyeaaaaahhh…!~" Cheri wailed her pleasure without shame.
"Nnmmhhh…" Rachel whimpered, eyes fluttering, muscles quivering with tremors of post-climax ecstasy. Her head fell to the mattress with ragged breaths. Reality slowly returned to the young woman as she looked back at Cheri over her shoulder, a soft smile on her face.
Cheri returned the smile, flicking her tongue across her cheek affectionately. "Good girl…~" She whispered. After another few moments, the entity sat up and wriggled her hips, slooooowly tugging free of Rachel's clenching depths. With a few tugs and an audible sclorhp, that violet length finally slid out. A huge, creamy white reservoir bulged the end of the condom, looking like it could barely contain it all.
It worked. It actually worked! She did it!
Suddenly, Dr. Valanse spoke up — not through her earpiece, but through the loudspeaker. "Material cleanup personnel, that's your cue."
The metal doors slid open as three hazmat-clad crew members shuffled into the chamber and crowded around Cheri.
"Eeehp!" Rachel jumped and instinctively went to cover herself up, her face flushing beet red. "V-Valanse!"
"Sorry, Rachel. It's just protocol."
The cleanup personnel carefully slid the condom off of Cheri's cock. Once it was pulled free, they tied up the end of it into a knot and dropped it into a black container, sealing it and then giving the camera a thumbs-up. "All clear!"
And just as quickly as they arrived, they shuffled back out of the chamber.
"The good doctor certainly knows how to keep a mood going, doesn't she?" Cheri snickered. She wiped a lock of dark hair from her face and let out a satisfied sigh, giving her cock a few idle strokes.
Her still very-much erect cock…
Rachel eventually managed to sit up, knees wobbling as she held the bedsheets to her bare chest. "H-hehe… Well, uh, mission accomplished, right!" She said, biting her lip. Even if the job was done, she just couldn't take her eyes off that beautifully thick meat, still reeling from the most intense orgasm of her life. "Sooooo… Are we all set then?"
"All set?" Cheri raised a few amused brows. Lifting her cock up with a finger, she let it fall and bob stiffly before the researcher's entranced gaze. "Does it look like we're all set to you? We're just getting started, love! Now would you be a dear and get another one of those rubbers on me?"
"W-wuh?" Rachel stammered, struggling to keep herself upright. The sight of that cock bobbing and pulsating filled her with renewed arousal. Her carnal mind hungered for more of that beautiful beast, while her body begged for a break. The poor girl could barely feel her legs after all that! "Cheri, I-I'm not sure if — "
Cutting her off with a casual wave, Cheri grabbed one from the bin and applied it herself. "Oh, who am I kidding? You're probably all tuckered out. I'll take care of everything, love. And that includes you~" She giggled.
Before Rachel could say anything, six purple hands scooped her up and hoisted her from the bed! "W-woah!" She squeaked and hugged Cheri's shoulders as she leapt off the ground, grabbing onto the web with her top pair of hands while still holding Rachel tight.
Great. Now she had to deal with heights, too!
The web stuck to Rachel's back and kept her glued firmly in place, even without Cheri to hold her aloft. She was quite literally caught in a spider's web. Cheri licked her chops, pinkish saliva dripping from her mandibles as she positioned herself between the researcher's legs and hoisted them over her shoulders. That monster of a cock smacked onto her tummy with a meaty thud.
God, seeing it like that really put things into perspective for her. Had she really almost taken it down to the knot? The damned thing nearly reached up to her chest! Rachel took a deep breath to calm herself, accepting that the entity's libido would require a bit more… Endurance, on her part. For science, or something. "O-okay… Let's do it…!"
"That's the spirit, love! Hehehe… Maybe I'll stick around here longer than I planned, just for you!" Cheri giggled, leaning over her.
"W-wait, what do you mean by — mmmhhffgh!" Rachel's eyes shot open, cut off by the spider-woman's firm lips pressing onto her own. A thin, snakelike tongue slithered into the researcher's mouth, flicking across her teeth, pressing onto the insides of her cheeks, and coiling around her own. "Mmm… MMmhh…~" Her eyes fluttered shut as she melted into the kiss.
Cheri eventually pulled away, tongue sliding back into her lips. "You think too much. Let me take care of that~" she said. Then, without another second of delay, Cheri repositioned herself and lined up her tip with Rachel's quivering pussy, plunging back inside with a rough, decisive thrust! "Mmmmhfff! Oh, love, you feel even better now that I've broken you in a bit, kyehehe!~"
"Aaa-aahhnn!" Rachel yelped with a mix of shock and pleasure, back arching as high as the webbing would allow. The size difference wasn't as jarring the second time around — there was less pressure to work through, with Cheri gliding about halfway in with relative ease. Rachel doubted that she would ever truly get used to that thing stretching her out, but the discomfort was far less intense than before. Her arms flailed and reached for anything to grasp, soon squeezing into Cheri's massive, doughy tits.
"Good girl! Touch me anywhere you like~" Cheri purred with delight. Another deep plunge pushed her past the midpoint, stretching her out once more to the very limit. She gripped Rachel's hips with one set of hands and squeezed the human's pale breasts with another, making her cry out and whimper. Thrusting again and again, Cheri launched into a blistering staccato, flesh singing anew in repeated smacks and obscene squelches.
What else could Rachel do besides lie there and take it? Did she even want to do anything? The answer grew fuzzier as pleasure took hold over everything else. She weakly lifted her head to gaze upon the entity's body, entranced by the mighty swing of her hips, the constant bounce of her breasts, and the way her muscles rippled beneath skin and chitin. What a stunning specimen indeed, Rachel mused. Her eyes drifted further south, and then shot wide open at the sight that awaited her.
She didn't see it before due to their position, but lying on her back, Rachel saw it clear as day; Cheri's cock was bulging out her lower tummy on each thrust, the outline of it so clearly visible beneath her skin. Her jaw dropped. Should that even be possible? Should she be frightened? It was… Shocking. Surreal. Visceral.
And so deliciously, terribly sexy. At least that's how her body must've felt as heat coiled between her spread thighs, already boiling over and inching towards another life-changingly powerful orgasm. The entity's knot came into play much, much quicker, hitting her clit repeatedly and bullying the researcher with sharp twinges of pleasure. "Nnnghhh… Hhhfuuck! Cheri!" She cried.
"You make the sweetest noises, love! So irresistable… I just can't keep my hands off you!" Cheri arched over her, chest to chest, nipples brushing against each other as her face hovered just above Rachel's.
Rachel grimaced and wrapped her arms tight around Cheri's back, fingernails digging against hard chitin. "Please… Don't… Stop…!" She whimpered.
Cheri grinned, tongue rolling across glistening teeth and gnashing mandibles. "I wouldn't stop for the world~" She said, dicking her down with growing ferocity. That knot pushed harder and harder against her entrance. Every time Cheri bottomed out, she would grind it in for a moment before thrusting again, digging in just a little deeper.
A sudden realization jostled Rachel back to reality. There was no way. She wasn't actually gonna try to knot her, was she!? It would split her in two! "W-wait… Cheri…!"
"You'll be fine, love! I promise! I would never, ever hurt you!" The entity panted and flicked her tongue across Rachel's cheek. The pace of her hips shifted, trading speed for depth as she focused on breaking that final barrier between their bodies, gaining more and more ground by the second. It slammed her poor pussy like a battering ram, each smack breaking her defenses down.
"Gg-guuhhh!" Rachel wailed. She could hardly think with that swollen fist hitting her clit and threatening to split her down the middle, teetering on the brink of another climax. Terror filled her at the thought of Cheri knotting her… But so did a deep, undeniable excitement that made her stomach flutter and her core thrum with desire, aching to be stuffed to the fullest degree imaginable. Regardless of what her rational mind might've thought, Rachel's body knew what it wanted. She gritted her teeth and held on tight, having no choice but to trust the raging spider-woman.
Smachk!
Schclap!
Squelch!
…Pop!
It happened so much faster than she expected. Cheri's knot battered its way through clenching inner flesh and nestled deep into the researcher's innermost core. Fullness didn't even begin to describe it anymore. Her mind went blank for the briefest of seconds, and then erupted into a brutal climax that coursed through every fiber of Rachel's being. She tossed her head back and wailed to the heavens, muscles quivering, nearly passing out in the throes of ecstasy.
"Good girl, taking it like a champ… Now just… A little more…!~" Cheri snarled. Tied at the sexes, she could only deliver desperate, shallow thrusts, selfishly chasing her own release. A guttural groan of bliss sang from her lips as the moment finally came — her cock twitched, swelled, and pumped her full with a deluge of boiling seed. She held Rachel tight and nestled her face into her shoulder, lapping the sweat from her skin.
"Ooouuhh…" Rachel cooed softly, running her fingers through the entity's hair. Pump after searing pump came, shooting into her deepest reaches and filling her with such a deep, satisfying warmth. It felt so much more vivid than before, almost like there was nothing to separate her vulnerable insides from the flood of blazing hot seed.
Wait.
That wasn't supposed to happen.
…Uh oh.
…
"Ghrrr… Fuck…!"
Nicole bit down on her lip to keep from crying out as she came, hand in her work pants, vigorously stroking her clit to the sight playing out on the observation screens.
Fuck. She really needed that. As satisfying as it was… She couldn't help feeling just a little envious of the younger researcher getting her brains fucked out by 041. Nicole pulled her hand from her pants with a shameful grimace, strands of slick stretching between her fingers. "…God, what's wrong with me?" She huffed.
Her eyes drifted back to the screens, noticing that the two seemed to be done producing another sample. Hopefully, that would be the last one for the day. However, something looked… Off. The look of concern on Rachel's face set her on edge. Cheri had managed to fit the knot inside her, but that shouldn't have any major impact on the collection process. Well, aside from having to wait for her to pull it out.
Eventually, Cheri wriggled her hips and began sliding back. With a few tugs, that knot popped free of Rachel's gaped, thoroughly fucked pussy, a river of pearly white fluid leaking from between her legs and trickling onto the floor. Inch after inch of Cheri's dick slid out, revealing the torn condom.
Cheri pursed her lips at the sight, giving the cameras an apologetic smile. "…Oops?"
Rachel lifted a shaky hand to her earpiece. "U-uhm, Dr. Valanse… Please advise?"
"Stay calm, Rachel. This is a possibility we were prepared for." Nicole lied. Wiping her fingers clean, she grabbed her clipboard and wrote the opening header to a new research section.
Effects of 041-A on the human body