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Some amount of time had passed on Petrichor V. About a month using the planet's sun as a marker but how long was that in her home planet's time? She could never tell. There had been no signs of rescue. The beacon on the ship had been destroyed by the original attacks from the jellyfish and the more Becca studied the planet the more she came to realize that the non-profit that had sent them had probably collected the data already from a remote station and left them to their fate. That was fine. Becca had long since abandoned the notion that she would be able to go back to her old life and now she had made a new one right here. The ship had become her new home for now while she adjusted to the planet, old systems repaired enough to give her a few comforts among the odd planet. She had clothes, a suit, and a mask but she had started wandering more and more without the mask and without care of the filtration system as she felt her body begin to change. It wasn't in physical appearance but rather, something else. Each day brought her more clarity in sight, scent, and even sound. She could track much better and she was stronger despite the fact that she had retained her plump shape. Actually, that wasn't entirely true. Ever since she noticed the mental changes, Becca had begun recording what physical qualities of her body she could. She had grown just a bit taller and was putting on more weight but she didn't seem all that different. At the moment, she was standing in front of a mirror nude, checking her body for any differences but she couldn't note any. Maybe she was a bit chubbier but she wasn't growing any scales or a tail. Honestly, she had expected a complete transformation into a Lemurian once she had been told she would be able to handle a child from her new husband but that just wasn't the case. During her inspection, her eyes caught the glint of the wedding band. Black material of some sort touched by green stones. A small smile touched her features as she brought up her hand to take a closer look at the ring. Whatever was happening to her, she was glad that she had found a new bond to hold onto in this life that seemed so strange to her even after a month.

The door near her opened letting her know that someone was entering her room but what really told her what she needed to know was the steps. Strong steps full of quiet eagerness attempting to be as silent as possible but she could feel the subtle tap of talons along the floor, the motion of the tail brushing through the air. Before he appeared in the mirror, she turned and caught his wrist bringing the hand to her mouth to plant a kiss on the palm and directly on the ring that had been made specifically for their bond. He was only a foot or so taller than her now but he still bore an imposing figure with purple scales covering the majority of his body. His mouth was curved into an odd smile and his other hand had come up to cup her cheek. This was her husband, Jorr, a Lemurian that had taken her as a mate and had in turn given her a new life and hope.

"Love." He said simply as he leaned down to plant his head against hers.

Becca had come to know the language thanks to their bond so his words no longer needed to be whispered at the back of her mind. In kind, he could understand her perfectly even if she spoke English. For now, she returned his greeting quietly, "Love."

His voice came with a rumbling chuckle as they separated, "Do you still insist on staying in this place? These ruins are not fit for you."

She smiled just a bit and rubbed the back of her neck, "Sorry, there are just some things I can't abandon. My curiosity is one of those things. Restoring certain parts of this ship to working order has also been an interesting task because I have never been an engineer before but here I am pulling wires and getting acquainted with various systems. The med bay works. Water filtration works. There are some of the labs that work allowing me to continue my studies."

"You know." Began her husband with a hum, "Our people have begun referring to this place as Becca's temple. Other men come here to drown their seed in you and you accept, even worshipping them some say. You beg for forgiveness with these acts and earn it but they also say your womb will not open for them and that you will only accept another band if I am there to approve. You've even taken to placing your face between the legs of females, deep within their holes with your tongue working their deepest reaches. As such, our people have taken to coming here with various little gifts and spend time talking to you, enjoying your music, your touch, and on occasion, your knowledge of medicine."

By the time he finished, her cheeks were burning, "I just thought that I should do everything I can to earn forgiveness...I brought up the medbay not just for myself but for anyone's injuries. There are many things from this planet and from Lemurian knowledge that I can add to the medbay."

Strong digits grabbed onto her chest, squeezing and pinching a nipple between them while Jorr chattered, "Nothing to be ashamed of. You've simply been becoming popular and I enjoy the sight. If we're being honest, I mostly wanted to tease." As she shuddered, he let out a rumbling chuckle and pressed his snout to her head, "More importantly, have you noticed the changes yet?"

The hand on her breast moved down to her belly where it pressed and as she looked down, she blinked, "Well, I've noticed I've gotten a bit bigger and my senses are much sharper."

"Yes." He said with a hushed excitement she hadn't heard from him before, "Can't you feel it? The firmness of this part beneath the softness? Do you sleep more often? Does it feel harder to move sometimes despite the fact that you are much stronger?"

Becca stared into his bright eyes, her heart racing as she placed a hand over his and muttered, "I never thought to check. Never even thought to use the instruments in the medbay. You're saying, you're saying these small things that I never paid mind to are a sign that I'm carrying eggs?"

"Most likely one to three. Yes. These changes are signs. If you can check all the better but I am certain that you are pregnant."

She moved his arm aside and threw herself against his body, embracing him as tight as she could manage while kissing his chest. He practically purred in response while returning the embrace with a firm squeeze that was more protective than rough. Becca leaned up and began pecking at his chin over and over again while her eyes were shut until she felt his tongue sliding over her lips begging for entrance. She opened wide and let his tongue dip into her maw while his arms held her body in place. Warm spit was swapped between their mouths as his tongue moved against her own in a manner that was more fervent than usual. It twisted and slid in deeper, pushing and forcing its way into her throat while she trembled in his grasp.

When he pulled away, she gasped for air as strings of spittle cut between them marking their connection while he growled, "I want you to worship me but more than those others. I will be the one to breed you over and over again until you have replaced the numbers your previous people have ruined so you should be thankful. After you are done with worship, you will give the last part of your body to me, your rear and I will not take no for an answer this time."

Such roughness, such vulgarity! And yet, she could see the softness in his gaze and the easing of his touch letting her know that if he went too far she could ask him to stop. Still, hearing him growl in such manners, hearing him toy with her guilt and shame made her shudder and squirm while she breathed out, "Yes, sir."

Jorr let go of her and moved to the cot in the room set against the wall to place one knee against it, his tail raised and one hand on his rear spreading it. Perhaps this would have been a submissive post to some but she knew that he wanted. He didn't have to tell her to approach him and lean down to plant her mouth on his hand, her tongue coming out to drag against the knuckles before it came down over the rear and then around onto the thigh. Becca kept on licking down lower and lower until she got to his foot splayed out over the edge of the bed. She did not complain as her tongue passed over it and toward one of the toes, coming back up and lingering for a bit before she dragged up all the way to his rear. He rumbled in approval and further evidence of that approval was already growing between his legs. A pink tip began to fall from his genital slit, twitching and growing as it extended every downward. She licked just underneath that lovely slit before coming to the hole between his rear beneath his tail. She kissed it over and over again before dipping her tongue inside, hugging around his waist to smother herself with his rump.

Her husband rumbled, "They were right...You will put your tongue anywhere for forgiveness. A priestess of redemption."

Those words trembled through her mind and body as she kept on dipping her tongue into his rear, twisting it around to let her spittle filter inside while one of her hands drifted toward his growing member. Each movement of her tongue seemed to draw out another twitch or throb from his shaft. When she pulled from his rear, the hole was sticky with her spit, her breaths coming in deep gulps as she prepared herself to dive in again before her face was suddenly crushed against his rump. The hand at the back of her head urged her to keep licking and so she did without complaint, her hand stroking his shaft lovingly. Becca expected to keep on going until her breath run out but her head was torn back by the hair, Jorr rolling over onto his back to yank her up and onto his body with incredible strength setting her face against his shaft while he grabbed onto her ass and spread it wide.

A purr escaped him as he brought his tongue out and began pushing it deep inside of her ass. She gasped and squeaked as she felt his tongue going further than she remembered but Becca was thankful for the surprise. Every little bit of his spit would serve as lube for handling the massive thing in front of her. Becca planted kisses around and on the shaft, licking his crotch and around but never letting her tongue touch his shaft. She remained worshipping his member but never quite allowing herself to touch it as she wanted him as hungry as possible when he was pounding into her ass. Both of her hands hovered over his member while she felt that sticky tongue lubing her ass with a spittle that was much more viscous than any humans. She had a hard time believing that all of this would fit inside of her but she supposed that it was only his right to claim her like this not only as a wife but as someone who had wrong him. She was no priestess of redemption, just a human who had been spared and was now transforming into something else.

Thoughts were broken apart by the tongue in her rear sliding out all the way with a wet and sloppy pop, her body shaking as a hand swatted her rear and her husband's hissing voice came, "Raise your body yourself and impale your rear. I want to see you do it yourself."

His words were harsher than usual, hungrier than usual and when she turned on his body she saw that his eyes had an almost red glow about them full of something she hadn't seen before. Jorr's chest was rising and falling, his claws digging into the bed as he leaned up to watch her. Through their connection, she could feel that he was excited beyond reason, lustful and possessive with a type of ferocity that she had not experienced before. Was this triumph? Did it have anything to do with the fact that she was pregnant now? The excitement and ferocity she felt curling through him began to spread to her as she realized fully what it meant that she was pregnant. It meant that she was closer to her husband as a Lemurian, it meant that she was truly transforming into something other than human and it meant that she could pay back what her team had done to this place.

Becca did not hesitate to rise on the bed, standing before turning her back to him. She walked where his legs where and clutched his shaft, bringing the tip to her sticky rear cheeks, thankful for the spit and stretching they had received while easing the tip against the hole. Thankfully, the head of her husband's shaft was tapered and smaller than the rest, easily able to penetrate her rear. Jorr had given her the choice to control the pace of what they were about to do but she knew that in time he would most likely grab her and pull her down all the way. Before that happened, she wanted to impress him, and wanted to show him that she was just as excited.

Down her hips went to drag half of his shaft into her rear causing her toes to curl and her balance to nearly teeter as pain and pleasure blossomed inside of her in equal amounts. Jorr grunted in surprise and his hands moved to her hips to keep her in place but she dragged her hips down again while placing her hands on his legs to keep herself balanced. Each movement of her hips brought more and more of his shaft inside of her ass until it felt like her belly was bulging from his twitching prehensile cock throbbing within her.

She gasped aloud, lower body trembling violently, a line of drool falling from one side of her mouth as she dragged herself up before coming back down again. Becca did so again and again, fat rear bouncing on his lap until she could get to the tip of his shaft and then back down to his crotch. Becca was surprised at how easy it was to get her ass to stretch, perhaps it was because of the spit lining her inner walls, or perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he had been putting his tongue in her ass several times ever since they first mated. Regardless, her body moved faster and faster, her rear adjusting to that massive girth while sticky sounds slapped into the air made from the constant sucking of her anal walls on his shaft. Her husband's touch had softened, allowing her completely to take hold of the pace as her hips swung and rolled, her mouth opening to let out long moans that reflected the pain being replaced by a resplendent pleasure striking deep within her from such a gift pulsing inside of her.

Suddenly, Jorr sat up, wrapping his arms around her and yanking her head back against his chest while he pressed his cheek against her face. He began pounding in harder than she had been dropping her hips but kept her rooted in place while using her ass like a sex toy. At the same time, he hissed and groaned, "I will stay here with you until the eggs come out, I will remain here breeding you, pumping every part of you with my seed until I see that you have properly laid our children and just so I can make sure that I am the first to breed you again."

Such assertions made her tremble but she couldn't return the words as one of his arms moved under her chest to secure her tight against his body while the other one wrapped around her neck to take her into a possessive hold as that bestial length continued to pound inside her ass, the air becoming more difficult to draw in but her mind mired in a swampy pleasure that threatened to throw her into a climax just from being so thoroughly broken in. She noted how stronger his thrusts were than ever before, how his grip would have crushed her if she had been the same when she first landed on the planet but now she could endure everything he had to offer despite her plump appearance. One more push and she felt a gush of hot cum pour into her rear, stretching her further as each rope of seed pooled deep inside of her until her abdomen rounded. Each shot of cum was accompanied by another squeeze around her neck, the air growing thinner but a crooked smile stretched across her face. Her own climax struck her near the final shot of cum, her body trembling in response, toes curling while her husband dragged his long tongue along her neck.

Jorr pulled out of her rear with a wet and sticky sound that caused her to shudder just as much as the sensation of her ass being so full. He loosened his grip on her and began to drag his tongue through her hair while rumbling, "I will stay with you until the eggs come. Every day I will tend to you, I will use you, I will love you. This I promise."

If she could answer, she would have simply said that she loved him but instead she sighed and leaned against him. Jorr's promise turned out to be true. He remained by her side save for a few moments to let other Lemurians know the news. After that, they were visited by doctors and spiritual leaders both curious and friendly. It took her longer than anticipated before she was ready but this did not concern Jorr or the doctors. They were simply excited that her body continued to change, continued to strengthen even as it tended to other lives within it. Jorr also made good on his promise of using her every day. Most times, she was the one worshipping him, licking him wherever he desired and riding his cock but there were times where she became the object of love and worship, his mouth moving across her body in ways that made her squirm until the fated day arrived.

She laid on the floor in the medbay against many sheets with her legs spread and Jorr at her side. He held her hand and her head gingerly, allowing her to squeeze as tight as she desired while she felt the first egg start to stretch her open and then pop out. Becca shut her eyes tight, gritting her teeth while the eggs continued to come until there were a rare four Lemurian eggs. Even as she lay panting and exhausted, Jorr entered her pussy, he dragged himself as deep as he could go until he was in her womb and began to pump himself forward over and over again, mouth over hers to let their tongues meet until he added a fresh load of cum to her insides.

"And thus." A voice whispering in her mind began, "You remain on the planet, giving birth to new life for the ones your previous people have taken. Someday, your role of penance will be erased and you will simply be one of them. For now, you are a hatchery, a wife, a priestess and I am here. Watching, protecting until the fated day that I die and then; what then? I do not know but worry not. For that is not today. Today, you are a mother."