A Sticky Situation
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A Sticky Situation
by Segremores Moon, a commission for Losian
Tenth day, they were moving him. Losians eyes opened, his limbs reflexively twitching despite the fact that he hadn't had the chance to move much since his capture. The walls, floor, and ceiling around him moved, pulsed, oozed with something thick and viscous. It looked more like he was in something living than inside a simple lair.
The blue furred drake groaned a little as the creatures started to move him, gnawing away at the solidified goop that had been his manacles and his chains for the past week and then some. Their big, black mouth parts splaying open, then crushing back together with force to chip away the dried substance. He hadn't bothered to speak to any of them, they were far too alien and strange to communicate with, though an intelligence was there somehow. Each of the creatures looked like a cross between an enormous ant, an octopus, and a human being, standing upright on four legs, a long abdomen dragging behind their bodies, slithering back and forth and often gushing some of the environment-changing goo out of its tip. The heads were large and attached solidly to the thorax-like torsos of the creatures, where a number of lithe tentacles would sway back and forth, as if feeling the air, and four large, powerful-looking main limbs would do most of the grasping and moving.
Losian was free in a matter of moments, those strong jaws crushing away at the solidified goop until he was free to move on his own. Then, like shepherding dogs, they corralled him toward a flesh-like hallway, surrounding him in their bodies so that the thought of escape would have been useless. Going with the flow was his only choice, so he allowed himself to be corralled, moving along with the crowd of alien bodies, who clicked and chittered to each other as they passed others who were moving in the same hallway, doing different things.
Other than keeping him prisoner against his will, the creatures were otherwise fairly pleasant to Losian. They kept him comfortable, fed him more than enough to keep him from going hungry... though the faire was a viscous goo that they secreted from their mouths. At first it was simply disgusting, but eventually Losian was hungry enough, and soon it didn't matter to him at all. The stuff tasted wonderful, and it was filling, so what did it matter where it came from? He found himself going with the flow of the aliens' desires more and more as the days had passed, not entirely sure of their purpose for him until today.
Turning the corner, Losian's idea of what his purpose might be began to materialize in his mind. The room he was led into was simply enormous, a veritable grand ballroom made up of the same, pulsating walls, ceiling and floor, with dozens of the creatures skittering and slithering this way and that. Placed at regular intervals on the walls were other furs... or what used to be other furs. Anthros of all shapes, sizes, and species were attached to the walls by those disgusting manacles that had held onto Losian moments before. Some of them were moaning a little, others were asleep, some appearing desperate for any situation other than the one that they were in, and almost all of them had guts on them. Big guts, small guts, developing guts, but bellies there were.
The blue drake strained to look at the unfortunate furs around him, but he was still being herded, his attention turned away from them to his own fate as an open spot in one of the walls loomed closer. It looked like a large, oval alcove, a divot in the flesh of the surrounding wall, one that would be filled in by the stuff as soon as he was carefully placed there, he was sure. One of the creatures turned around, mouth parts chittering at him as his abdomen reared up and a big, sharp-looking fang protruded from it. No sooner had it appeared than it was burying itself sharply in the fur drake's side, causing him to yelp in pain, then go limp in pleasure. Some kind of venom was being pumped into him, and it made him numb and euphoric, all of his muscles loosening gently until he felt himself collapsing under his own weight, caught by the strong arms of the creatures around him.
He felt so loose, he could feel his tailhole starting to suddenly gape a little, as if it were going slack-jawed, his sheath released his member as well, letting the soft, pink length dangle at his idle euphoria. The aliens chittered and moved quickly, not wanting to waste the opportunity. They positioned him carefully against the alcove, then held his limbs away and spread-eagle as others came forward. Abdomens gushed the slick ooze against him, filling in that alcove and surrounding his limbs and his tail, the stuff hardening quickly to keep him still, until he looked like a head, torso, and hips sticking out of the wall, just like every other fur in the room.
Losian felt strangely okay with this, his mind awash in pleasure, making him giggly. He could move his head easily, and he looked downward slowly, seeing most of his hips sticking out, his member throbbing a little. The warm air of the room still caressed over his hole as well, indicating that it was nowhere inside the stuff that held him, exposed for all intents and purposes. Attention was drawn away quickly when one of the aliens came very close, suddenly pressing its mouth parts against Losian's muzzle. It was feeding time, and the blue fuzzy drake felt his lips opening automatically to be fed, the creature already starting to secrete that thick fluid. Losian gulped it eagerly, enjoying every drop just a bit more than usual due to his inebriated state, trying to giggle at the feeling and nearly choking as a result.
The alien took this as a sign to stop feeding, pulling its mouth away and skittering off, leaving Losian completely alone for the time being. The others must have gone as well, for he couldn't see any of them close to his form. They were off busily attending to other furs, feeding them, cleaning their exposed forms with their mouth parts, and doing something to some of the trapped anthros with their abdomens, though what that was, he couldn't see from a distance. He heard a small moan coming from his right, and his head swiveled slowly in that direction, glazed eyes coming to rest on what must have been a fox girl. Her belly was enormous looking, as if she had been feed enough food for an entire ten-person feast, or she was carrying at least ten fox kits at full term. She gasped again when her gut moved softly, and Losian's eyes went wide as he tried to comprehend what he was seeing.
Distractions came frequently and easily interrupted his train of thought though, the venom still strong in his veins. The other noises of the large auditorium-like room continued to grab his attention.
*****
He must have fallen asleep at some point, because he was suddenly awake again, aware that some time must have passed. Some of the creatures were around him, poking and prodding at his exposed form. Another pressed its mouth parts against his muzzle, another feeding time. This tasted different though, nearly making him gag on the sour substance as he was forced to wolf it down or choke on its volume. The feeding didn't last as long either, the mouth parts being taken away abruptly, leaving him licking his lips and making a face as he tried to cleanse his muzzle of the awkward taste, spitting out a few drops of the stuff.
It made his belly burn a little, as if his stomach were upset, making him groan in an ill way, his normally-blue complexion turning a near green at how sick he suddenly felt. With a groan, he felt his rump suddenly spill some fluid, as if the stuff had rushed right through him, lubricating him on the way out, his hole feeling loose and squishy from the process. This was a cue, the other creatures stepping back as a particularly large member of their species stepped forward, its abdomen big and tight-looking, as if filled with something. Losian looked up curiously as he hung there, wondering what would come next.
His curiosity didn't need long to be answered, the big creature's abdomen rearing up, and the tip suddenly opened as what looked like an enormous, pulsating length of flesh began to blossom forth from it. The blue drake gulped as it grew and grew and grew, like some sort of alien penis, throbbing visibly with the alien's internal circulation, the cone-shaped tip oozing a clear, thick substance in quantities that rivaled even a stallion's load of precum.
That length approached, slithering heavily toward him, dragging that massively-bloated abdomen with it, reaching up under his hips, and making Losian gasp as it touched his tender hole. He groaned, trying to struggle a little or at least clench his hole at the unpleasant sensation. There was nothing he could do to stop this penetration, and penetrate it did, sliding into his total lack of resistance, his hole continuing to yawn open as the creature pressed more and more of the intensely-throbbing length up into his poor body.
He felt his back attempting to arch away at the nearly unpleasant sensation of his form being violated, his body beginning to simply accept the strange sensations. Before he knew it, the creature had slid every inch of the large thing into him, and he gasped as looking down at himself revealed the outline of the throbbing organ inside his bulging belly. It throbbed away there, visibly distending his gut, the throbbing becoming suddenly powerful, the thick abdomen now pressed up against his ass and the inside of his hips beginning to pulse as well. Losian wondered as he looked down at himself, his gut starting to bulge even more, swelling, feeling heavier, and then something thick and lumpy pressed into his hole, through that length, sliding up into him, making his gut bulge even more.
It was laying eggs into him, and he realized it with a gasp, then a deep blush as his member hardened at the thought and his belly bulged larger, and larger, and larger, with each subsequent egg that slipped firmly up inside him. He could feel each of the heavy orbs individually, finding a good place to rest inside him, and making its home inside his warm depths and also making room for its siblings. He tried to count them as they passed inside. Six, seven, eight, nine, twelve, fifteen, twenty two... Twenty three eggs in total, and he looked it, his gut so swollen, that he was sure he would be pulled bodily from the wall's solid grip on his limbs if he were to take just one more egg.
The full feeling was overwhelming as well. He felt his insides throbbing a little as his flesh had to stretch around the sheer mass, causing him to gasp as it pressed against his lungs a little. He knew he'd get used to it though, this would probably be a near-constant state of being if this was his new purpose in life. His gasped doubled in pitch when the creature started to extricate its ovipositor from his ass, the pressure easing a little as some of the goo that was pumped into him, presumably to cushion the eggs, slipped out around the pulsating length.
Several more creatures moved forward even before the first had finished pulling out, their own abdomens opening at the tip to reveal lengths, though these were far different from the enormous ovipositor that the bigger one had. These creatures had members that were more like a phallus, dripping whitish fluid from their tips. Even before the first had finished completely pulling its ovipositor out of Losian's backside, the four other creatures moved forward quickly, arranging their abdomens in a crowded way beneath his rump, then pressing their tips right inside, quickly filling the void left by the larger length before them.
The four inside him pumped at different times, sliding their shafts against each other and around inside his hole, pummeling his swollen insides as they literally fucked him with force. Their assault on his stretched hole didn't do much to completely plug him, and some of the goo from the oviposition slid out regardless, but most of it was pushed back inside, and not an egg was lost. Losian groaned as he felt the lengths occasionally brush over his prostate, or grind over his sensitive walls in just such a way, there being no way to avoid the pleasure from such an act. Creatures all around him chittered their excitement, especially the four holding onto his enormous belly and fucking him with their enormous alien cocks, their movements becoming faster for a moment, and then suddenly ceasing entirely as all four bury themselves completely into his body.
It was Losian that ended up groaning as he felt four large loads worth of what he could only guess was alien semen gush into him. His belly grew a little more, making him whimper at the tightness that he experienced, his blue fur stretched nearly to the limit as those eggs were doused in the fertile liquid from their many simultaneous fathers.
They continued to spurt, filling him even as they pulled out, gushing a thick substance in their wake, effectively plugging the unfortunate drake so not a drop of seed, goo, or egg would exit. The creatures left him alone then, skittering off to other duties and leaving him to deal with the new sensations and the gravity of the situation. Losian looked down at his gut, watching it twitch just a little with muscular spasms of his overtaxed insides. There was no denying it, they were using him to incubate their young, and who knew what would happen in the days to come, how big he'd get, whether they'd hatch inside... what they'd do to get out of him.
He was exhausted though, and sleep was creeping up on him, despite the heavy load in his twitching belly. His eyelids drooped softly and he found himself fast asleep in moments.