(Fair Warning ~ This gender swapped, action/adventure, sci-fi hentai litRPG features elements of non-consensual sex, sex with aliens, monsters and other non-humans, tentacle stuff, seduction, coercion, dominance and submission, male/female sex -well kinda, maybe however you want to classify the gender-swapped sex...on top of the violence, fantasy elements, and plot stuff... Or it may not...every chapter's a little different. Before we get started, I would also just like to send out a huge THANKS to everyone who is leaving such positive feedback and comments! It means so much to me! And THANK YOU to everyone who is reading and enjoying this series, Lex and I are so excited having you along for the ride! And if you're new here, thanks for reading and please enjoy! ~Karin Mac)

2-5: Tunnel Chase

I had no hope of resisting. The CHAMPION had me pinned down with all four of his powerful arms, and both of his massive cocks were already buried deep inside me. He had effortlessly maxed out my Stim Points and now I was trapped in his breeding cycle. Even without the fact that my strength score was uselessly low, my mind was totally overwhelmed by the submissive urges being incepted by the game.

I was so lost in the sensation of the hot hard dick pounding my pussy, that I could barely even remember, and didn't exactly care, that I was supposed to be a man. Orgasmic energy pulsed through my curvaceous body with every thrust. An irresistible pressure crawled up my spine as another rigid cock throbbed in my ass. I was moaning, squealing and begging for more as he plowed me into the dirt floor of the Breeding Pit! My body stretched around his driving members, electrified as they seemed to plunge deeper and deeper! All the while, watching helplessly as his DOUBLE PENETRATION ability quickly maxed out my Preggers bar (PREGGERS: 22-24-26-28-30!)

I heard him growl in triumphant ecstasy, ramming his twin cocks into me so deep and hard it stole my breath! I felt a hot, wet gush as he filled me with cum! The sudden rush of warmth made my head spin and the intense pressure sent an electrifying wave of orgasmic energy shuddering through every curve on my body.

"Oh my god! Oh YES!" It was still weird to hear myself squeal and moan in that distinctly feminine register. "Fill me up, my CHAMPION!"

I squirmed against the tight grip of his four big hands, mewling as both dicks pumped hot spunk into my ass and cunt. I felt the spurt and drip as my holes overflowed and cum oozed down my backside. Then there was an odd pressure, almost a spreading sensation as something firm and solid pushed through my vagina into my womb!

When the CHAMPION finally pulled out of me, every nerve and muscle in my body seemed to go numb all at once. I slumped onto the ground, gasping and nearly delirious. As my orgasmic tingling began to subside, I curled into a fetal position. I could feel something inside me, a warm, hard fullness, almost like there was a small round object lodged in...oh god, had he implanted an egg inside me?

YOUR PREGGERS BAR HAS BEEN MAXED! Appeared above me. BREEDER STIM BATTLE - 3/3 followed by the inevitable: YOU LOSE!! And then finally big red letters reading: YOU HAVE BEEN IMPREGNATED BY The CHAMPION!!

I could hear the Zauknoid audience roaring in approval as their gold skinned CHAMPION paraded before them, pumping four fists victoriously in the air. As my senses returned, I pushed up on my hands and knees. It was humiliating, watching him march triumphantly around the arena with his cum still dripping from ass and pussy.

I glanced at Crowther, bound and hanging on the X-frame across the pit. So much for our escape plan. It was hard to read the expression on his gagged face, somewhere between pity and disappointment. Realizing he had watched everything that had just happened to me brought a fresh sense of shame and I dropped my face into my dainty hands.

Hearing footsteps behind me, I started to turn but before I could do more than glance around, I was grabbed by a pair of big green hands! They pulled me up off my knees, and I found myself gazing up at the Pit Boss. He grabbed a handful of my green hair and yanked my head back. I let out an embarrassingly shrill yelp as he clipped the leash back onto the chain-link-collar around my neck!

"No!" I whined, grabbing at the leash far too lately.

He gave one simple tug, a wave of obedience crashed over my mind and my hands dropped to my sides. The corner of his bristly goatee lifted slightly as I wilted under the glare of his emotionless oval eyes.

"It is done," his voice seemed to carry a hint of disappointment. "You will now take your place and become a proud mother of ZAUKs!"

On cue, a new notification began to glow yellow at the periphery of my vision: PREG.

I hung my head as another wave of humiliation rolled over me. The word "mother" wasn't even supposed to be applicable to me. I was supposed to be a male, but now I was trapped in this female body, being used as breeding stock by an all-male race of aliens! Game or not, this was all so degrading.

After my stunning defeat and impregnation, I further realized I'd be used this way, over and over and over... just like Eyla. Despite my success in the first two rounds, I hadn't stood a chance against the CHAMPION. How would I ever? I couldn't maintain TEASE with four arms grabbing me, his FACEFUCK ability countered my BLOWJOB skill, and I had no way to withstand his DOUBLE PENETRATION. I was going to be trapped in these Breeding Pits as long as I was trapped in this game!

"Your CHAMPION is like an SNK Boss," I murmured, trying to ignore the growing tightness in my chest.

"He is your CHAMPION, as well," the Pit Boss grinned, displaying a mouthful of needle-like teeth that sent a chill down my spine. "...if I heard you right."

"I mean," I growled trying to hide my blush. "He doesn't play by the same rules...he's just going to impregnate me every time, isn't he?"

The Pit Boss pulled me closer and I came to him obediently. I noticed his face twitching slightly as he reached down and caressed my lower belly with a long gangly hand. We both felt the growing warmth within.

"You belong to the ZAUKs now, BREEDER."

That word made my stomach tighten around the hardness filling my womb. Before I'd always taken it as an insult or maybe a threat, but now that there was a larval Zauknoid growing inside my body... I was a BREEDER...

Two normal ZAUKs approached and the Pit Boss began giving them instructions regarding Crowther.

I didn't pay attention, instead fighting down the panic swelling through my chest. I wasn't even supposed to have a womb, and now a gross alien tadpole was going to grow inside mine. Then I was going to have to give birth to it!

Eventually the Pit Boss tugged the leash and began leading me towards the back of the arena. I looked up at him and noticed he was still wearing the key to my collar. A very slim ray of hope beamed.

I glanced back at Crowther. Since I'd been distracted during their conversation, I wasn't sure what would happen to him. I still wasn't sure I trusted him, and he hadn't done much to instill my confidence so far. I couldn't do anything to help him just then anyway, but if I could get the key and rescue Eyla, then we could go after Crowther together!

I followed the Pit Boss, mind filled with compulsory obedience and feeling my boobs jiggling with each step. I crossed my arms over my chest, providing a bit of support and to cover up a little. I still hadn't adjusted to the curves and sways of my female body, so I was hyperaware of my constant nakedness. That small embarrassment seemed to compound my submissive mindset. I felt more and more like the vulnerable young woman I looked like, and with that damn leash dominating my mind, getting that key began to seem like an impossible task. As long as the Pit Boss held my leash, I was just a powerless broodmare.

As we left the pit, he took me a different direction than usual. Instead of heading back towards the cell I shared with Eyla, we veered through a narrow passage to the left.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"To a safe birthing chamber," the Pit Boss responded.

"But, Eyla gave birth in our chamber."

"After your attempted escape today," he snarled. "It seems unwise to put you two back together."

"Oh, I see," I murmured hanging my head. "Keep us separate, keep us docile..."

"Perhaps when you have both fully accepted your roles as BREEDERs," the Pit Boss almost sounded almost apologetic. "I will allow you share a birthing chamber with your friend again."

When I glanced up, he quickly looked away, but I saw his face doing that glitchy-twitch again. Before I could say anymore, he dragged me into another roughly hewn cell.

It wasn't much different from the one I'd shared with Eyla; twenty feet or so, roughly spherical with chains and manacles hanging from the wall. I still couldn't resist as the Pit Boss led me to one of the longer chains and attached it to my collar. I tugged at the chain, knowing it'd be more than enough to hold me, but at least I'd be able to move around this time.

"So what happens now?" I asked sullenly.

"You will grow and birth a strong young Zauknoid," he replied, unclipping my leash and stepping back.

My eyes drifted downward, lingering on the key around his neck. I had to get it! "And then I face the CHAMPION in the pit again?"

"Yes," that hint of disappointment returned to his voice. "The CHAMPION takes great pride in fertilizing the few BREEDERs who reach him."

"And what about you," I asked. "Will it be a three way every time?"

"No, not now..." he trailed off, his face twitching.

"Then why was it today?" I crossed my arms under my breasts and tried subtly to push them up and towards him.

"I...I have wanted you, s-since you arrived," his gaze dipped towards my chest.

"Because I'm special, right?" I tried to put a sultry edge in my voice and cocked my hips to accentuate my feminine figure. "That's what you said when you changed the rules: 'special breeding'..."

"Y-yes," his face was twitching hard. "But now you're bearing the CHAMPION's seed and you will no doubt birth strong ALPHA's, bringing great strength to the ZAUKs!"

"You could have me now." I walked to the end of the chain, switching my hips from side to side. Feeling the grace in their roll even gave me a little charge! My own eyes dropped to his cock and part of me imagined how warm and hard it would feel in my hand, how good it would feel thrusting into me!

Blinking those kinds of thoughts away, the other part of me lifted my eyes to his and licked my lips. They felt plump and pillowy under my tongue. For some reason the Pit Boss thought I was special and seemed to want something more from me. Maybe if I gave it to him, he'd be distracted enough for me to grab the key and get free. I was the seductress after all, wasn't I?

"You want me to accept my place as a breeder," I purred. "You can teach me..."

Finally, the Pit Boss came forward. I reached out to wrap my arms around his neck and get my hands on that key... but he grabbed my wrists and shoved me back against the wall! Without the leash connected to my collar, there was no flood of submissive urges, but the Pit Boss was still much stronger than me. He pulled my arms above my head, crossing my wrists and pinning them in place with one hand. Instinctively, I tried to pull loose but I was far too weak.

I grit my teeth against a little rush of frustration, reminding myself this was part of my role as seductress. I didn't have brute strength, I had wits, charm and a rocking body. The plan wasn't to hold him down and take the key. I had to be patient, use my vulnerability to draw him in, get him to drop his guard!

I squealed in surprise when his free hand grabbed my breast and a starburst of sensation rippled through my chest (SP: 5)! He kneaded my firm orb gingerly, making me absolutely writhe as wave after wave of scintillating tingles flowed through my torso (SP: 6-7-8). I moaned loudly, changing pitch and tremor for every squeeze and twist as he fondled me (SP: 9-10).

He grinned, playing me like an instrument before sliding his thumb over my stiffening nipple. My mouth dropped open as he began rubbing my sensitive areola in an agonizingly slow circle (SP: 11). I trembled, breath caught in my throat, gazing up into his ovular eyes and wordlessly begging as his teasing quickly became tortuous (SP: 12).

"Yes, quite responsive," he said in mocking appraisal. "Your breasts are extremely sensitive, aren't they?" Mouth still gaping, I could only offer a shuddery nod. "Good, tomorrow you'll be ready to be milked."

"M-muh-milked?!" I whimpered through trembling lips. I hadn't even considered that possibility! Eyla hadn't mentioned anything like that. Of course, I had cut her off not wanting to hear about the entire process. Now I was about to live it.

I noticed the PREG status notification, glowing a deeper yellow now.

"It will become a regular part of your life as a BREEDER," he said, pinching my nipple between his thumb and finger (SP:13). "Your children will be born with a full set of teeth," he explained, gnashing his own needles as a visual aid. "As you can imagine this makes breast feeding quite impossible, as these delectable little udders would be shredded beyond repair!"

I couldn't help but imagine the squirmy green larva sinking his fangs into my boob! I winced, a chill racing up my spine.

"That's right," he grinned seeing my reaction. "And a prized mare like you should be treated much more...delicately..."

I trembled, biting my lip to keep from whimpering as he rolled my captured nipple back and forth between his thumb and finger (SP: 14). Anxious heat rose through my chest, chasing away the fearful chill and flushing my neck and cheeks. He began to stroke and pull on the firm rosy nub, and I began gasping and moaning at each firm tug (SP: 15-16-17).

"You will likely give birth in two days," he went on. "So tomorrow you will need to be milked, and the milk saved to feed your baby." My nipple ached, swelling between his fingers as he continued tugging on it (SP: 18-19). "And if size and sensitivity is any indication, you'll provide an extra full portion!"

His big hand tightened around my breast, triggering a starburst of anxious sparks that left every curve on my body shivering. He held me firmly in place, squeezing tightly, kneading the firm mound until I groaned and white liquid trickled from my swollen nipple (SP: 20)! My knees quivered together as a matching wetness pooled between my thighs.

"Oooh!" the Pit Boss leaned forward, his long tongue swirling over my leaking nipple (SP:21) as he lapped up the milk. "Quite delicious!"

I couldn't believe how sensitive my tits were as he continued to grope me. Feeling his rough fingers curled around my plump orb sent electricity racing through my chest (SP: 22). I moaned shrilly as his tight grip coaxed more of the white liquid from my nipple (SP: 23). I'm not sure which was stranger, seeing my chest producing milk, or watching his slimy alien tongue lick it off my breasts!

I slumped against the wall gasping for breath as erotic energy set my heart pounding. Another tremor crawled down my long legs as I felt the slickness between them.

"So delicious," the Pit Boss was licking his lips, even as they twitched. "Makes me wonder how the rest of you tastes!"

"The rest of me!?" I gasped even as his hand dropped from my tit to my pussy! His thick fingers slid through my slit, coating themselves in my wetness (SP: 24). "Hey...wait a sec..." I whimpered as he spread me wide open and stroked the silky folds of my labia. I couldn't hold back a tremulous moan or keep myself from melting as he pushed two thick fingers inside me (SP: 25). He pumped me twice and my pussy gushed in obedient response (SP: 26-27).

"The rest of you..." He withdrew his fingers, lifting them to his mouth and licking them clean of my juices! "So very delicious!"

My head was buzzing. So much so I couldn't seem to form any words...not that he waited for me to speak. Before I knew it, I was on my back with the Pit Boss spreading my legs. I wasn't quite sure what he wanted but I knew I was going to give it to him! He leaned down and I felt his tongue slither though my slit! An electric current surged up my spine making me whimper as my entire bottom half shook (SP: 30).

I felt his hands on the backs of my thighs, pushing my legs up and splaying my cunt wide open. He nipped at my delicate petals with those needle-like teeth, holding me in place when I jumped and squirmed. Then his slimy tongue slid between my pussy lips, squirming against the silky flesh as an irresistible heat rushed through my torso (SP:31). I moaned loudly, feeling the tip pushing in to find my clit (SP: 34)!

My pussy continued to gush as the snake-like tongue writhed over my button (SP: 35). I quivered in response as scintillating tingles danced through my hips and down my legs (SP: 36). I could feel my clit swelling against his squirming tongue, somehow becoming even more sensitive as he began to tease my hot little nub ruthlessly (SP: 37). He lapped and slurped, sending shockwaves of pleasure surging through me (SP: 38-39), even nipping the vulnerable node with those sharp teeth (SP: 40) and laughing when I yelped anxiously.

Pushing my knees down against my side, he dragged his tongue through my pussy, sending a bolt of lightning up my spine. I moaned pleadingly, feeling every curve shake. He did it again and again, lapping at my electrified cunt, keeping me pinned no matter how hard each lick made me buck (SP: 41-42).

Finally done teasing me, his tongue slid down through my soaked pussy lips and slithered into my vagina (SP: 44). I squealed feeling his tongue coiled inside me, writhing slickly against my walls and turning my insides into molted lead (SP: 47). His lips engulfed my pussy, sucking urgently at my gushing juices, even as his tongue squirmed deeper inside me (SP: 48). Sharp teeth scraped and teased the delicate folds of my labia (SP: 49). I could feel him wiggling and sliding through my pussy, triggering pulses of orgasmic energy (SP: 50!).

My legs kicked and spasmed as the building pressure released all at once! The scintillating rush surged through me as I climaxed, screaming and clutching his big, rubbery head between my trembling thighs. His tongue squirmed even deeper, coiling and wriggling inside me, making me shake and quiver, mewling as every twitch seemed to prolong the orgasm.

My cunt flowed with hot sticky juices and it wasn't until the Pit Boss seemed to have his fill, that he finally released my legs. I sprawled on the floor, squirming and gasping.

"Delicious," he murmured, getting to his feet. "I must go now," he said, looking down as me with a satisfied grin. "The other BREEDER will face Draknut soon."

"Eyla... Oh no..." I murmured, realizing through my orgasmic haze, she was about to find out our plan had failed...as she was taken to the pit to be impregnated once more.

I remembered the look she'd given me just before I was taken. The fear and disgust of enduring another Zauknoid pregnancy playing clearly across her face. The shame of having let her down brought the sting of welling tears to my eyes. Likewise, remembering her anxiety brought a rush of dread for my own pregnancy.

"Wait..." I whimpered, pushing up on my elbows. "Please, take me back there? I need to be with her. Please?"

The Pit Boss paused at the door and I noticed the key around his neck. I had forgotten about that all together!

"As I said, when you've accepted your role, BREEDER."

He shut and locked the door, leaving me chained and alone. I pushed myself back to a seated position, leaning against the wall. The day had turned out a colossal failure on every level: the escape plan being discovered, losing my Breeder Battle, letting the Pit Boss turn my attempted seduction against me. Even without the leash attached to my collar, he'd dominated me almost effortlessly. If I was going to play seductress, I had to learn how to keep my head in these situations! Maybe I wasn't the femme fatale after all, just a horny bimbo.
I could feel my eyes brimming with tears as my mind spiraled back over the events of the day. The shock of seeing Crowther had already been captured. The futility of having to face both the Pit Boss and the CHAMPION. How helpless I'd been against the CHAMPION regardless. The feeling of utter powerlessness as I was held down and forcibly impregnated. An audience cheering as I was raped. The humiliation of being used as breeding stock. Realizing I may never escape the Breeding Pits. The shame of beginning to accept the hopelessness of my role as a BREEDER.

Overwhelmed by the flood of emotions, I began to cry.

As a man, I'd become fairly adept at holding things back, pushing them down. Now that I was a woman, everything just felt so much more intensely. The fears and degradations of the day coalesced, drenching me in the overflow. I quickly lost control, bawling as everything I'd struggled through and fought past that day came rushing back. Even on the occasions I had cried as a male, it wasn't like the deep emotional sobbing I was experiencing in my female body.

Hugging my legs into my chest, I laid my forehead on my knees and cried my eyes out.

I awoke the next morning in a naked coil against the wall. I actually felt better though, like a clear sky after a hard rain. Maybe a good cry was just something I had to get used to, and even needed from time to time as a woman.

As I began to unfold myself, a sudden flash of heat rushed through me. The sensation emanated from my lower abdomen and I looked down to see that my belly had swollen considerably overnight. I shouldn't have been surprised, given that the pregnancy only lasted two days, but I certainly wasn't prepared for it.

I also noticed that little trickles of milk were leaking from my nipples. When I reached up to wipe them away, my own touch triggered a burst of anxious tingles and I gasped! My boobs felt full and tender and even more sensitive than they had been for the Pit Boss.

In my periphery PREG was now glowing orange.

Heaving a sigh, I leaned back against the wall, clutching my belly. It was a firm rounded bulge, warm and smooth under my fingertips. I could feel the egg, or whatever, inside me as well. A foreign object filling me up, stretching my womb. Having seen Eyla's pregnancy, I knew it would get bigger but at that point it already seemed huge to me.

The morning crawled by, and my belly continued to grow. The strain of my body stretching around the egg gradually grew uncomfortable. Along with the warmth of it, a growing internal pressure spread throughout my body. My boobs continued the fill, as well. Soon they felt over-full, almost hard to the touch. When I could touch them, they were almost unbearably tender and beginning to ache.

I'd half expected a visit from the Pit Boss. Maybe to rub it in my face that Draknut had impregnated Eyla yet again, or even to have his way with me again. He never showed up.

Eventually, the door opened and two ZAUKs entered. They were pushing a cart with several glass bottles on it, and some other equipment.

"Nice tits," they greeted in tandem.

Big red letters appeared above their heads; BONUS ROUND: then MILK MAID. This followed by: FILL AS MANY BOTTLES AS POSSIBLE BEFORE YOUR PAIN MAXES!

Great... My Pain Threshold was explicitly one of my weak points. Again, I'm not sure why I was surprised this was part of the game, but I was. Although, to be honest, part of me was just glad something was happening!

I struggled to my feet as one of the ZAUKs came towards me. I clutched my bulging stomach, feeling the weight of it as I stood. It had seemed big already but now that I was standing it felt heavy and awkward.

The ZAUK grabbed my arm and led me to the bottle cart. I tried to see what items they'd brought but before I could, he forced me onto my knees.

"Hey! Watch it!" I groaned feeling my achy tits jiggle. "How does this challenge work anyway?"

They didn't respond, but I knew there was no sense in resisting. I couldn't overpower them, and I was still chained to the wall. I had no choice but to play the game. Maybe once I'd been milked my tits wouldn't be so tender...

Suddenly there was a commotion in the tunnel outside my cell. Me and the two ZAUKs turned in surprise at the sound of...fireworks?

One of them started towards the door, but even as he reached for the handle, it burst open! A lithe, shadowy form rushed in, blasting the MOB with a powerful kick that sent it smashing against the wall. The ZAUK shattered into a shower of fading pixels.

"Eyla?" I gasped as the figure turned towards me.

She was dressed now, but I recognized her instantly. She was wearing what was basically a black bikini, with decorative straps entwining her svelte figure. A vibrant red sash wrapped around her slender hips. Black thigh high boots climbed up her long legs, with red ribbons tied around the tops. Likewise, her arms were sheathed in long black gloves, also decorated with red ribbon tassels. Her mouth and nose were covered by a black half-mask, and her cartoonishly long blond hair was now gathered in a pair high pony tails, bound up by more red ribbons.

The other ZAUK charged her but Eyla met it head on. She hit it with a vicious punch, stopping it in its tracks, followed with a wicked cross, and finished it with a front kick that toppled the MOB backwards. It hit the ground and shattered into dissipating pixels!

"Excuse me miss," Eyla said, pulling down her mask, to reveal a relieved smirk. "But I'm looking for a distressed damsel in need of rescuing?"

"I think that's me," I sighed. "You look incredible!"

Her beaming blue eyes dropped to my swollen stomach as she rushed to my side. "You look..." she tried but failed to hide her dismay. "...pregnant...are you alright?"

"I guess," I replied embarrassed, my hands drifting over my alien baby bump.

"She in there?" asked a familiar voice, as Crowther stepped through the doorway. He was still wearing his grey on black, vest combo.

"Found her!" Eyla responded already crouching beside me.

I threw my arms around her neck. "I can't believe you came back for me!"

"I'm just sorry it took so long," she began, hugging me tightly. "But we knew there was no way to rescue you while I was still stuck in BREEDER status...so we had to escape the pits and then sneak all the way back in..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we can explain later!" Crowther interjected. "Let's get out of here for now!" He was crouched by the door, watching out and down the tunnel.

Reaching into her boot, Eyla produced the key that had been around the Pit Boss's neck! A flood of relief and gratitude washed through me, and I felt tears beginning to well. Trying to hide them, I lifted my chin as she began fidgeting with the lock around my neck.

"The Pit Boss is he...?" I began to ask.

"Out there looking for us right now!" Crowther answered shortly. "With an army of ZAUKs in tow...So if we could hurry-"

"Shit!" Eyla swore. "I was afraid of this..."

"What?" I asked, reaching up to tug at the chain link collar still locked around my neck.

"I don't think we can remove your collar while you're pregnant!"

"Of course..." My heart sank, realizing I was stupid to think I could escape any of this.

"Lemme see that," Crowther rushed over to us. He jammed the key in the lock and also failed to open it. "Fuck, we don't have time for this." He grabbed Eyla's arm. "We'll come back for her tomorrow after-"

"I'm not leaving her!" Eyla snapped, wrenching her arm out of his grip.

"Maybe you guys should get out of here," I agreed, letting my head droop.

"I'm not leaving!" Eyla insisted, crouching beside me. "There has to be some way to get you free."

She hugged me with one arm and stroked my belly soothingly with the other. I let myself sink into her comforting embrace for a moment, then I'd insist she get to safety...

Crowther glared at us and my bonds for a long moment. "Fuck, alright, get her up and as far back as the chain will allow."

Eyla helped me up, while Crowther knelt down and began working at the bolt in the wall. When he stepped back, we could see he had packed some kind of yellow clay-like substance around the bolt. He backed out of range quickly, holding up a push-button remote.

"Brace yourselves," he warned and clicked the button.

The explosion knocked us all on our asses! Rubble showered and ricocheted off the walls, skittering across the stone floor, while the entire chamber filled with a cloud of dust and smoke.

"Did it work?" Crowther coughed, waving his hands trying to clear the cloud so he could see.

"I think so," I groaned, laying on the ground and clutching my swollen stomach. I was pretty sure I'd felt the chain come loose, but it was hard to be sure in the chaos.

"That was awesome!" Eyla laughed, springing to her feet. "Good job!" She threw her arms around Crowther's neck and kissed him...and I'll admit I felt a pang of jealousy.

"Oh yes, so very awesome!" said a voice through the settling dust cloud.

We all turned to see the Pit Boss standing by the doorway. A group of ZAUKs marched past him into the small cell.

"Shit!" Eyla groaned. "I thought we'd have more time!"

"Your time is up!" he snapped. "Now you must be returned to your birthing chamber...and your impotent squib will be killed!"

"Impotent?" Crowther shouted, grabbing his crotch. "Everything works just fine over here, you wanna see?"

"Babe!?" Eyla laughed. "Don't be gross!"

"Uh...guys?" I pushed myself up on my hands and knees. Finally able to see, I realized the chain connected to my collar had been blown back behind us, practically laying at the Pit Boss's feet.

"Don't worry, Lex," Eyla said. "We're just gonna have to fight our way out!"

"Eh, shit...here we go..." Crowther sighed.

"Fight?" the Pit Boss balked. "No one escapes the ZAUKs! Get them!"

"No, guys...the chain!" I grabbed the chain, but the Pit Boss stomped on it, grinning at me with that mouth full of needles.

The mob of MOBs charged. Eyla sprang into action, feet and fists flying as she whirled into battle. Crowther circled wide, pitching those grape sized grenades and popping the ZAUKs in tiny explosions.

With them distracted by the fight, the Pit Boss reached down for the chain and began dragging me across the chamber. I dug in my heels, trying to stop myself but I simply wasn't strong enough to resist.

"Don't worry, BREEDER," the Pit Boss said pulling me into his arms. "I've got you now!"

I was helpless once he had me in his grasp. He forced my arms behind my back and captured both wrist in one big hand. I groaned desperately trying to twist free, but he held me easily.

"Let her go!" Eyla shouted, diving towards us and leaving herself open.

"Watch out!" I screamed.

Too late. One of the ZAUKs tackled her in mid-dive. As they fell, he landed on top of her, and immediately latched onto her breasts. She looked up at me in dismay, squirming as he groped and fondled her perky melons.

"Get off her! Let me go!" I squealed in helpless frustration.

"Calm down," the Pit Boss yanked me against his chest. "You're safe now." He held the leash up before my face.

"No! Not again!" I thrashed, trying to pull my arms free.

His grip tightened, and a helpless sob crawled out of my throat as he clipped the leash to my collar. Those familiar submissive urges took hold in my mind and my arms dropped to my sides. I stood docile at the Pit Boss's side.

"See, you belong with the ZAUKs now," he said, reaching out to caress my pregnant belly.

I hung my head, as we headed towards the door.

"Where do ya think you're goin'?" Crowther dashed in front of us, arm cocked to throw one of his grenades.

The Pit Boss pulled the leash and I quickly moved in front of him.

"What are you doing?!" Crowther snapped at me. "Watch out!"

"I can't help it," I sobbed. "I'm sorry..."

"Back away from the door!" the Pit Boss demanded, crouched safely behind me.

Grinding his teeth in frustration, Crowther did as he was told. As soon as he could the Pit Boss shoved me forward and we ran out into the tunnel beyond. I stumbled, pulled off balance by the weight of my belly and wincing as my aching breasts bounced around. Thankfully, I managed to stay standing.

As soon as we were out, a contingent of naked ALPHAs charged past us into the room. Behind them stood the huge, gold-skinned CHAMPION.

"Ah! You have rescued my BREEDER!" the CHAMPION grinned coming towards me.

I backed away, clutching my stomach and staring at his two huge cocks. Back in the cell, I could hear Eyla shouting, and the firecracker-bangs of Crowther's grenades. Meanwhile I could only stand at the Pit Boss's side, trying not to think about how hard the CHAMPION had made me orgasm.

"The ones inside killed DRAKNUT yesterday!" the Pit Boss snarled, stepping between me and the CHAMPION. "See that they don't escape! If you can, return the other BREEDER to her cell, if not kill her, kill them both!"

The CHAMPION smiled broadly and nodded. He moved towards the door and I wondered how he would even fit through it. The Pit Boss never gave me the opportunity to find out, tugging my leash he led me away from the battle, deeper into the pits. I had no choice but to follow obediently.

Letting my head droop in frustration, I stumbled along, clutching my bulging stomach. Rescue had seemed so close!

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"Into the labyrinth," he said, glancing back. "Where we'll be safe, and you'll be able to give birth in peace."

"Of course this place has a labyrinth," I sighed.

He took me through another forked tunnel, where we arrived at a small antechamber. There was an arched doorway ahead of us, rimmed with bushy, iridescent moss.

A notification appeared: DEVIL'S MINES MAZE DISCOVERED.

Utterly dominated by the leash, I couldn't even try to resist as he led me into the twisting tunnel system. The maze was dim, the only source of light was the glowing moss crawling along the walls. Every so often we heard insectile skittering far too close for comfort. The Pit Boss assured me they would not attack while I was with him. I quickly lost track of how long we'd been in the maze, as he led me through turn after turn.

With no choice but to follow, I trudged along. My belly continued to grow, hanging heavier as we went. My breasts ached, twinging painfully as they jiggled with every step.

"How much further," I whined eventually.

The Pit Boss slowed. "I hadn't really thought of that..."

"You mean you don't know where we're going?"

His face twitched as he considered the question. "Deeper into the labyrinth."

"So we're just wandering aimlessly?" I snapped, a shrill irritation edged my tone.

"Trying to get us to safety," he replied.

"Safety," I scoffed. "I'm burning up, I'm lugging around this pregnant belly and my tits feel like they're about to burst-"

"Oh, of course," he seemed almost to brighten. "You need to be milked!"

"-I...wait, what?"

"If there's one thing we've learned in the pits," he went on. "There's nothing bitchier than a BREEDER who needs milking."

"I'm not bitchy because I need to be milked!" I squealed, stomping a foot indignantly.

The Pit Boss only grinned, backing up against the wall as he pulled me to him.

"Ugh! Please, don't make me do this," I murmured, as he turned my back against his chest.

"Relax," he ordered, giving a tug on the leash.

The irresistible urge to obey flooded my brain. I melted against him and we sank to the floor with me in his lap. I crossed my legs to let my swollen tummy settle between my hips. He coiled the strap around his forearm, leaving his hand free but maintaining his control over me. Then his arms snaked around my sides, big green hands cupping my tender boobs.

"Wait..." I winced.

"You asked me before to teach you your role as a BREEDER," he went on. "You will feel much better after you have been milked!"

With no way to resist, I could only whine as he clenched my breasts (PN: 2). His grip tightened sending pain rippling through my chest (PN: 4). His rough fingers pinched my nipples, drawing a slight wetness as they began to seep cloudy droplets (PN: 6). I grit my teeth as he began to knead in earnest (PN: 7-8-9). Shivers of pain crawled over every curve, as I clutched my pregnant belly, trying desperately to deny him the sound of my whimpering (PN: 10).

Pressure began building through my chest as he mashed and groped my soft mounds. He continued to tweak my nipples, until the sensitive buds were swollen and tingling (PN: 11). Those rough hands began to twist slightly (PN: 13). My mouth fell open, breathless as this new motion seemed to draw that excruciating pressure into my already aching tits (PN: 15)!

Barely able to take it I squirmed against his chest, whining in anguish...but then there was a sudden release. I gasped, feeling that pressure surge forward in a wet rush. Milk gushed through my swollen nipples, running down my chest and stomach. His tempo quickened, his undulating grip coaxing more and more of the white liquid from my fleshy orbs (PN: 16).

The release of pressure had eased the strain, however, those big groping hands continued sending pulses of agony through my chest (PN: 17). Tears began to well as I squirmed in his arms, squirting milk for every squeeze. My nipples ached and stung even as they gave up gush after gush. Still the Pit boss pumped my tender bulbs, twisting as if trying to wring out the last few drops (PN: 18). Brimming tears overflowed, rolling down my cheeks as my teeth chattered in anguish (PN: 19). I writhed, arching into his merciless grasp as the squeezing twist wrung streams of milk from my agonized breasts and finally, clasping so hard and tight my pain limit maxed (PN: 20!)!

"OW! Stop-stop-stop! PLEASE!!" I mewled desperately. "Please! I can't take any more!"

PAIN MAXED OUT! Appeared before me. STAMINA REDUCED: 1. INTELLIGENCE REDUCED: 1. My head spun, fogging over and any strength I had seemed to drain away. Then STA and INT began to glow bright red in my periphery, stacked over the dark orange PREG notification.

Almost immediately the Pit Boss released me, and I scrambled out of his lap. I found a dry spot on the ground and collapsed onto my side, clutching my throbbing breasts. I could still feel the trickles of milk dripping across my curves, as my body shook and shivered. I gasped for breath between pathetic mewling noises, but thankfully, the pain did subside pretty quickly (PN: 0).

BONUS ROUND: ZERO BOTTLES FILLED!! Flashed above me. RATING: POOR! YOU LOSE!!.

"Don't you feel better?" the Pit Boss gloated after a moment of silence.

Still on my side, I curled around the warmth of my alien baby bump. The ache and pressure were gone now, but I wasn't about to give him that satisfaction! Unfortunately, my dazed state made it impossible for me to manufacture the desired vitriol when I spoke.

"Screw you," I sighed in an undeniably relieved tone.

He chuckled. "I suppose a bit of defiance is also part of your role as BREEDER, otherwise the breeding pits would be much less entertaining."

I didn't bother to respond this time. The Pit Boss sat in silence long enough to allow my nerves to calm and my maxed pain status to pass.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked without uncurling.

"So your friends cannot disrupt your pregnancy."

"I don't believe you," I replied, lifting my head to look at him now. "You called me special. You changed the rules of the breeding pits and now you've dragged me down into this labyrinth with you...so tell me, why are you doing this?"

Even in the dim moss light, I could see his face twitching as he looked at me. He gave the leash a tug and the irresistible urges flooded my brain. I practically scrambled onto my hands and knees, crawling the short distance, until I was face-to-face with him. He reached out and cupped one of my dangling breasts. I flinched, expecting more pain but now that I'd been milked, the feel of his rough hand triggered a scintillating rush throughout my chest (SP:2).
"You are right," he admitted. "I've wanted you from the first moment you were brought before me."

"W-why?" I grunted.

His face began to twitch, as he squeezed my boob, kneading the sensitive flesh (SP: 3). I sucked in a breath as warmth blossomed through my chest (SP: 4).

"I've never had a BREEDER while she was carrying a Zauknoid baby," he groaned. "You're so beautiful and round."

"T-t-tell me," I moaned as he teased my nipple into a hard, tingling nub (SP: 5). "Why do you think I'm sp-special?"

He continued groping me with one hand (SP: 6), keeping a firm grip on the leash with the other. If I started to pull away, a simple tug brought me right back.

"I-I could see your c-code was special from the start," he went on. "I knew I shouldn't but I wanted you badly." His hand slid down from my breast to once again feel the smooth warmth of my pregnant belly. "Now that you are a true mother of the ZAUKs, and so ripe I cannot resist any longer!"

He tugged the leash at the same time he called me "mother" and I crawled onto his lap, straddling his hips so my belly rested against his abdomen. An irresistible charge tickled up my spine, feeling the hardon in his pants pressing against my cleft, reaching for me so hungrily. I pulled his other hand up to my breasts and once he had me in the palms of his hands, he began to fondle me more eagerly (SP: 10).

My head fell back and I sighed as sparks flew through my chest (SP: 11-12). Once again, I tried to keep my equilibrium, but as his big hands squeezed and groped my extra-sensitive tits I knew I was already losing ground (SP: 13-14-15).

"W-what's different about my c-c-code?" I stammered, running my hands up the rubbery flesh of his spindly arms.

This time he glitched so hard his face contorted, and he squeezed my tits savagely (PN: 1-2).

"Oww!" I whimpered.

"F-Fi-F-File Co-co-coCorrupted..." he bleated with an electronic buzz.

He pulled his hands away and I fell back, clutching my twinging breasts.

"I told y-you, I can't say!" he scrambled to his feet, rubbing his face where it twitched...and dropping the leash!

Right away, I scooted backwards, trying to drag the leash nonchalantly out of his reach. If he noticed he didn't let on, instead reaching up to unclip his overalls and letting them fall down his stumpy legs. I saw his thick green cock, and felt butterflies begin dancing around the baby ZAUK inside me. I pushed that from my mind, scrambling onto my hands and knees, and trying to get back to my feet.

"I c-can't say, and I can't resist any longer!" he came at me. "I must have you!"

Slowed by the sagging weight of my pregnant belly, he caught me still on my knees. I tried to gather up the leash before he could get it, but he pulled me to my feet and took it away from me. I groaned in frustration, as he trapped me against his chest, and I could only watch as he wound the strap around his hand. He gave the leash a simple tug and I couldn't resist melting against him.

I shivered, feeling something wet and warm on my neck. His snake-like tongue slithered over my collarbone before sliding up my throat. At the same time his free hand slid downward, caressing my bulging belly as he reached underneath it to find my pussy. I felt his big, rough fingers on the soft skin of my labia as he spread me open. My legs trembled as he stroked the silky folds, sending a rush of heat through my hips and belly (SP: 20!)

I moaned, soaking his hand instantly!

"So ripe, and so juicy," he hissed into my ear.

His slimy tongue writhed against my cheek, before sliding over my pillowy lips. I squeezed them together, refusing to let him into my mouth. When his thumb pressed into my slit and found my button (SP: 25) my mouth dropped open as I failed to hold back a breathy moan. That slimy tentacle slid right into my mouth, squirming over my own soft tongue.

Between my legs his fingers continued to tease my hot little clit (SP: 27). He prodded and stroked, coaxing the swelling nub until it felt tight and achy (SP: 29). Every touch sent an anxious wobble down my legs, and when a rush of heat flowed through my abdomen, I felt something lurch inside me!

I whimpered around the Pit Boss's tongue, clutching my belly as the larval ZAUK within began to squirm. Feeling it move sent a confusing flood of emotions through my mind: empathy and disgust, anxiety and protectiveness. Beginning to feel even more vulnerable, I leaned back against the Pit Boss, and turned to gaze up into his cold, oval eyes. He really had me now and we both knew it...some seductress I was.

His thumb throbbed against my clit, as one of his other long fingers shoved into my vagina (SP: 32!). I trembled and my pussy gushed around his penetrating digit. Trying to swallow a moan, I found myself sucking his tongue and feeling hot juices rolling down my thighs. I couldn't keep my hips from bucking and rolling in rhythm as his grip tightened, sending pulses of erotic energy racing up my spine (SP: 34).

Suddenly his hands released me, and his tongue slid out of my mouth. I coughed, sputtering on his thick saliva as I tried to suck in a full breath.

"On your knees," he ordered.

I knelt obediently, allowing him full control over me without even using the leash. Once I was down, he shoved me forward onto my hands and took up position behind me. I could feel his cock bobbing between my legs and a tremor crawled up my spine.

I hung my head in shame, hiding behind a curtain of green tresses but eager for what came next. I spread my legs and arched my back, presenting my soaking wet cunt like a cat in heat. It was utterly pointless to resist...and with my Stim Points at thirty-four, I was aching for his hard, green cock.

"I've been waiting for this since you were first brought before me," he groaned, stroking the rounded head of his dick through my silky, sopping folds (SP: 35). "Watching how easily you advanced past that first ALPHA!"

I trembled, feeling my jiggling tits and pregnant belly hanging beneath me. The teasing slid of his dickhead, parting my pussy lips, spreading my juices and casually bumping my clit, drove me wild (SP: 36).

"Seeing you succumb to DRAKNUT only made it worse," he went on. "Especially when you proved simply to be too much for him despite your submission."

He continued to tease me, bouncing the tip of his member against my button until I was panting and shaking (SP: 37-38). Still he made me wait, open and arched, surrendered and vulnerable.

"However, after I had you in the baths, I knew you would be no match for the CHAMPION," he continued. "So I changed the rules, hoping to get what I needed from you before he made you his..."

I moaned loudly when he finally pushed inside me (SP: 40). His rigid member swelled against my inner walls, sending a rush of white heat through my abdomen. My skinny arms shook and my nipples hardened achingly as he plunged to his full length. I gasped feeling his hips pressed against my backside, and his big hands gripping my supple curves.

"Yessss," he hissed, and I couldn't help but echo. "It is everything I dreamed..."

His second thrust made me moan again (SP: 41). His grip tightened and he began to fuck me! I wrapped myself around his hard cock, feeling it glide through my slick juices. My pussy continued to gush, quivering eagerly. Every hard thrust sent a pulse of erotic energy through the curves of my body (SP: 42). I whined feeling my tits bounce and bob as he pumped me, spreading an anxious pressure through my chest (SP: 43). My pregnant belly lurched with each thrust, and I felt the larva squirming inside when it swayed.

Helpless revulsion crept into my mind. The Pit Boss would use my body however he wanted, and I couldn't do anything but beg for more. Then eventually I'd give birth to a Zauknoid tadpole. What was happening to me!?

His steel rod continued to swell inside me, getting harder and hotter (SP: 44). I felt my tight little cunt stretching around him. My hips began to ache as he yanked them back, plunging so deep and hard I couldn't help but buck in response to every thrust (SP: 45)!

For an instant, I thought he might be getting close to maxing his Stim Points when I felt him let go with one hand. Before that relief could be more than a passing thought, he began to pull back on the leash. With his thick rigid cock plowing my pussy, the wave of submissive urges brought on by that tug melted my mind into soft pink mush. He drew me back into a half-arched position, not quite choking me but creating a tension through my whole body. Then he began fucking me even harder! Every thrust rocked through my body, reverberating against the tension held by the leash. Every pulse saturated my mind with submissive urges, but with no directions to follow I merely melted into a thoughtless drooling fuck toy!

Mewling desperately, I begged and bucked against the Pit Boss's plunging cock! Orgasmic energy strummed through my tense body like a guitar string. The pressure built through my chest until my nipples ached so intensely, I thought they might blow right off!

The Pit Boss began to sync gentle tugs on the leash with sharp thrusts into my quivering cunt! I cried out, begging for more, harder! The pressure in my chest released downward in a sudden wet rush through my trembling hips! At the same time orgasmic lightning raced up my spine, flash frying what was left of my brain (SP: 50!!)!

I came in a warm, forceful gush as the Pit Boss plunged all the way inside me and blew his load! Every curve on my body shook, and my pussy spasmed around his cock, as if it were trying to milk every last drop of cum.

Finally, we both went limp. He released my hips, slouching back against the wall and letting the leash slip from his other hand. I slumped onto my side on the dirt floor, careful of my bulging stomach and my precious larval baby within. I curled around the alien baby bump, feeling it squirm as climactic aftershocks trembled through my body.

Still drenched in orgasmic energy and leftover submissive urges, my mind was numb. I couldn't even think about grabbing my leash and making a run for it. Instead, I laid in the dirt, hugging my pregnant belly and feeling a confusing intimacy with the squirmy monster growing inside me.

In my periphery, the PREG notification was now glowing red.

Next... Maze Escape.