Waist of time part 2 (OC based on a H.R giger artwork.)

 It had been a few weeks now since you had discovered the delta-five object, also known as the empuria ship, and since then you had been rather busy looking across it, attempting to figure out what all the things had done and how the ships worked to very little success, much to your annoyance given you had tried everything at this point to get it active. Either way, you had yet to find anything that would imply that there were beings still on the ship, not a single footprint being found nor a single body found rotting away in the middle of the ship with it being almost as every single last person was erased from history, lost without a trace despite the fact that they didn’t send out a distress signal at all. However, there were still implications that there was something on the ship once,various “books” built out of a substance that you could have sworn was flesh with text you couldn’t understand as well as the fact that the ship itself was clearly built for a crew in mind, something that you had found out first hand when you discovered the ship having around space.

You still remember the first time you saw it, a waist sticking out of the wall surrounded by other waists, seemingly alive in some sense but unable to move or walk or talk or do anything a sapient being could. It seemed to be built to milk cocks, to make sure that they could harvest semen of which they seemed to do with excellent efficiency, being able to do enough to pump a sizable load of you before you were allowed to escape the pale form which seemed to pump the ship elsewhere. Where this place was had so far escaped you with all of the tubes being ingrained deeply into the walls which raised the question of what it was possibly using the cum for with you guessing that it was fuel and that it was simply impossible for the ship to fly on just one man’s cum.

Whatever had been on the ship, it seemed like they had been obsessed with sex and the fruits of said sex with you seeing torsos, heads and other bodies poking out of the walls with a good chunk of those torsos being pregnant. One time you had placed your ear to one of the pregnant stomachs on the wall to hear if there was anything inside, only to be greeted by what you could best describe as an industrially fleshy sound coming from whatever was inside which made you not really want to look at what was within. You briefly wondered, during your research of the object, if all alien life was this way or these creatures were just a particularly strange species that leave their ships abandoned in random star systems as you would look around where you were now.

It was another black hallway, completely dark with no lights make it seem brighter, the sound of your footsteps echoing through the room before you’d reach a large doorframe, the door seeming like it belonged to a church more than it ever did a spaceship, the walls being covered in ribbed carvings. You’d look to the door to see that it was open like all the other doors in this place, the fleshy hole that was attached to the wall which you assumed to be some kind of locking mechanism, seeming like it was going to go unused again. You’d shine your light into the room to see vague structures in the distance after a long staircase, the only structure that you could make out being this massive tube-like design that had pipes coming off it which pushed into the walls and roof.

As you walked down the stairwell you’d shine your light across the walls to see a mixture of large, harsh yet seemingly fleshy pumps sticking into the walls and more pregnant women, their stomachs being even more bloated then the ones on other parts of the ship. These woman’s heads were pushed backwards as if they were staring upwards at something, the eyes and half the nose no longer being visible which meant you could only see the mouths, wires and pipes keeping them apart from everything else. Eventually your light would shine down to the object you had seen before only for you to realize that it was most certainly some sort of engine although it wasn’t like anything that you had seen before with their being no space to pump any exhaust or to many mechanical parts other than a large,  centrifuge like insides that the engine had in it.

However, there didn’t seem to be any fuel at all which you assumed to be coming from the tubes that were above you which added a bit more to your cum fuel theory as you looked down at the floor to see there were tools on the floor, neatly placed on the ground. You’d see a power drill like device, a fleshlight-like hole being placed where the battery was, the drill bit that was coming out of the top of it being made out of the same bony structure that you saw that their medical equipment was made out of. There were a series of pods after that which, given that the ship seemed to be part flesh, you assumed was there so that they could grow parts for the engine like their equivalent of screws and bolts, something that you had to imagine to be quite an advantage on long haul trips.

You’d keep walking across the engine room to realize that it was oppressively huge, a massive amount of these power cells littering the floor with the pipes moving across the air like a spider web of flesh and bone. Eventually you’d see a alcove in the distance, the door being open and the fleshy lock being as unused as ever, with you figuring that you should duck inside of the hole to see if there was anything inside of it, ducking inside as you’d see that it was a large and, as per usual, devoid of life. Your torch would glance around to see everything in its rightful place, devoid of any dust or contact, the walls having a couple of more amateur murals of something that you couldn’t really make out before your look to the furthermost wall to see something very, very familiar.

It was another waist sticking out of the wall, your eyes glancing across those long, gray legs which were made up of a substance that you hadn’t really seen before, the woman’s pussy being on full display although this one seemed to be slightly plumper them the others ones were, your eyes looking at the mechanism as you did so. You saw that she was connected to another device which seemed to be in two parts, one of these things being some kind of pump-like device that almost looked like it was supposed to be pulled and pushed with kinetic energy rather then any fuel, your eyes looking upwards to see what the machine has powering in the first place. It seemed to be a a speaker of some kind, a series of what appeared to be vocal cords strung up across the wall, going from one side of her body to the other which was covered by a bone like grate to seemingly to cover it up so that it didn’t get damaged by anything in the engine room.

With that you’d walk between the legs again, tracing your fingers against the underside of it before you grabbed ahold of your trousers, undoing them and pushing them to the ground followed by your underwear. You were rock hard and the curiosity of whatever the device would do was getting the better of you especially since this ship had been a mystery wrapped in a mystery so far and you wanted to figure it out with you moving your hips backwards into the air, staring down at the unmoving waist as you did so. Eventually you would proceed to slam yourself into her pussy, letting out a groan into the air as you felt her cunt welcome you, the pussy fluids seemingly coming on as soon as you entered her as you hilted, a mechanical sound coming from the pump in the process.

You’d groan as you felt her wrapping around your base, the plush lips that she had on her seeming rather stronger then the other waist, your hands digging into the skin of the woman as you pulled back away from the woman. You’d look down at your cock, watching as the fluids would drip against the black floor, the sound of the mechanism slowly pulling backwards until you would reach a tip of your member, seeing as the lips clenched and rubbed against it, your heart racing inside your chest as you did so. With that you’d take a deep breath and you’d proceed to slam yourself down against her again, feeling her insides twitch as the pump would contract, the sound of the entire thing clanking out into the air as the speaker would proceed to make a buzzing sound.

That was when you realized that the generator was moving whenever you thrusted inside of her which meant that you, in this case, was the pump keeping the machine running and as such you’d repeat your thrusts over and over again. You’d hear the sound of something coming from the speakers, the brief whispers of something moving out from them although you had no hope of understanding it, the woman’s fluid dripping down your legs somewhat as you would keep thrusting. Your arms would then begin to move down the waist and would proceed to move up to her legs, traveling back up them before you grabbed ahold of the ankles and loomed over her, your heads resting right next to the speakers, hearing the sounds of the cords moving as they tried to make sounds.

With that you decided that you wanted to hear more of the sounds, starting to speed up more and more by the second  as the piston would start turning more and more, powering the speaker that was attached to the being. You’d feel as her hole would start changing its tactics around your member, starting to clench around your member by going from the base of your member and slowly moving down to the tip, massaging it somewhat as a reward for you thrusting faster by the moment. Other then that she would not move for a single moment, her legs staying as still as a statue, the only sounds that were moving across the room being your hips ramming against her own, your moans and the machinery writhing against itself, pumping and pumping away.

With that the pump was now moving at a near constant pace, the sounds that the speaker were making was growing louder and louder by the moment as you would finally be able to make out what the speaker was. You could hear voices, many voices, chanting and chanting into the air as what seemed to be mechanical clanking echoed out from it with it seeming that, whatever it was, it was a recording of events that were happening, your moans joining the chorus that were coming out of the speaker. You’d look down at the waist to see if there was any reaction to the sounds that it was projecting to see that nothing had changed in the slightest, not even reacting to the audio that itself was being used to pump out although an ever so slight warmth was surging through the legs.

That was when you started going even faster than before as the chanting would grow louder and louder, the woman’s inner walls clenching around your member harder as well, rubbing against your tip and base as you thrusted. Your grip on her legs would intensify as the pleasure would run through your body, the sound of the piston clanking and clanking out to the air as the chanting would suddenly stop and grow silent, leaving you in silence with only you, her and the sound of your hips colliding with her own. Suddenly then you’d hear the sound of a massive thump of something, almost like a large energy wave, come from the speakers, gasps of shock appearing as you kept thrusting at speed, sweat dripping down your body as you would work the woman.

That was when you felt yourself being to throb inside of her, your cock pushing up against her inner walls as they would clench and clench around your member, wanting to milk the cum right out of you in the process. Suddenly you heard a voice come out of the speaker, a voice that was deep, booming and feminine, saying something with breathing or stopping, hushed whispers being able to be heard through the shouting as silence would fill the room again, the throbbing of your member suddenly becoming more prominent as the sound no longer drowned it out. With that you couldn’t take it anymore, slamming inside of her and starting to orgasm as she would tighten somewhat as the speaker would suddenly start blaring with noise, the sound being a mixture of screams, orgasmic cries and the sound of something filled with energy buzzing across the air.

You’d feel as ropes would start spewing out of your cock, the first ropes already pushing deeper inside of her, slowly covering her inner walls with your cum with the ropes only growing larger and bigger in time as you did so. Eventually your orgasm would reach its peak as the sounds would continue to screech out into the air, the massive bundle of cum pushing out of your member and deep inside of her with you imagining that it would have been pushed into her womb if she had one to use. Your orgasm would come to an end soon after that, the ropes growing smaller and smaller until they were mere droplets, the speaker slowly winding down before stopping with a hum, the hum moving across the air before that would stop in its entirety, sweat dripping down your body and onto her.

With that you pulled out of the woman, panting into the air as you would do so before you’d pull your underwear and trousers up as you felt something move through you, a slight shiver moving across your body as you did so, your eyes moving away from the woman and looking at one of the walls as you did so. Despite the fact that you were alone, despite the fact that there was nothing else on the ship but you,you couldn’t help but feel like you were being watched by something, with you catching something right out of the corner of your eye, something large and thin and wispy as if something out of a oil painting, your eyes looking to the door it was hiding almost behind as you did so. But when you looked again there was nothing there with you figuring that it was just a trick of the light of some kind or maybe that noise that you had screeching through your ears had caused something but either way you figured that you should do your job, walking back into the engine room and walking away, not knowing the truth of the matter.

That truth being that there was something watching you on the ship.

There were many things in fact.

Watching you.

From just out the corner of your eye.

From just behind the doorway.

From just far enough away.

Watching you.