Ricebowl 70

  You were laying down in your bed, your head resting against the mattress somewhat as the springs in your bed would creak out into the air, your mind being restless as your body was as you couldn’t help to think back to that one night in that bunker, covering her tits in your cum before running off and leaving her asleep. It has been a couple of months now that you had seen that monstrous woman yet you couldn’t help but think back to that day, wondering if the creature was aware or not about what you were doing to her or if she was just unaware of it all, not caring about who she was killing or what was happening to her, just making sure that she could complete her goal. It was part of the games that you were playing after all, a cat and mouse game that you had to win less you die by the beast's hands with you being able to keep playing for months although the fact that you were being tormented by your thoughts of her was almost worse  than dying. You figured you had to do so...

  You honestly don’t know how long you had been trapped within the queen’s grasp but you did know that it was long enough to the point where you had scavenging around the ship for things to eat,always under the watchful skull of one of her children to make sure that you didn’t try and escape or injure yourself as her mate. You remember that you had landed on the ship in order to secure some cargo from a break in by some form of alien threat only for said alien threat to be the cargo they were hauling, breaking out and slaughtering all the crew who could barely fight back against the threat especially given that you couldn’t even fight against them for too long, barely getting one kill in before you ran right into the Queen. However, the Queen seemed to have a more positive outlook on you then her counterparts,not going to kill you immediately and instead deciding to just pin you down and have sex with you which seemed to mean that the xenomorphs simply didn’t bother you now. Instea...

  You had certainly had better days then you were having right now although you can’t imagine a worse one then the scenario that you see in right now, varying fluids dripping from the walls and the floor as you would shine your light in every single gap that you could shine it in to try and see if you could see anyone of the beasts coming for you. You had been sent to this ship to hunt down a “group of criminals” that had taken it over and slaughter the crew, the people who owned the ship being weirdly obstructive about what the criminals were actually capable of with you being able to land on the ship with little fanfare at all with you expecting a ambush but instead got nothing at all. You’d then manage to open the door, hearing the sounds of the ship doors open in deeper parts of the ship which indicated there was still something on board with you all walking down the halls and searching rooms, seeing that a almost honeycomb like substance had started to build up across the roof...

  Working at a massage parlor was a surprisingly decent job with the clients always paying well regardless of if they had one head or seven or whatever types of back that they had and you had managed to avoid the sleaziness that came naturally with a couple of the clients purely due to the fact that you were a Male. The salon was placed onto the moon on Concorsia, a moon that was unable to be mined of its resources and as such was turned into a entertainment paradise with you imagining the sounds of the casinos that were on every single block of the planet could be heard from space, varying fast food places, gyms, strip clubs and, in your case, massage parlors. Given that the moon attached beings from every single corner of the galaxy the massage parlor was built for pretty much every type of species around with you having everything from a quadruped to tripods to varying tentacled beasts, the place even had a radiation relaxing chamber that you didn’t want to go near because you a...

  You couldn't believe that you were doing this but you were finally deciding to try our absence, taking those annoying paladins and even more annoying clerics advice that you abstain from the sin of the flesh for enough time to let your body to relax and allowing your cock to rest after everything it had been through. You had never been having sex all that often when they offered that advice, mostly playing with the local harlots before you went on that faithful mission to the bandit camp, the bandits being the slave owners of three demon sisters, who were now under your employ, with you having shown no mercy upon the slavers as they didn’t deserve a single drop of mercy to relieve their suffering. After that you freed the demon and you had grown quite attached to the both of them, with this relationship at first being a normal working relationship before the demons started teasing you with their monstrous and erotic bodies, feeling more and more inclined to fuck them by the momen...