09-10-2016, 04:46 PM
A race of aliens called the Hordanians have arrived, and conquered Earth almost effortlessly. Their massive black towers now rise up all across the planet, cities razed to make way for their new Lebensraum. Any humans they capture are put to use as slave labour... or breeding the next generation of Hordanians.
The dreaded breeding centres; complexes where humans are forcefully impregnated with Hordanian seed, then attached to the walls in thick, green cocoons and left to incubate them. After a period of six months, the alien spawn are birthed, and they're impregnated again. And the cycle begins again.
Name: Marcus Reid
Age: 19
Height: 5' 9"
Species: Human
Rank: Slave
Location: Hordanian Earth Colony #NA-71124, formerly known as Chicago
How far along: One week
Marcus moaned and struggled in his cocoon, but only succeeded in making his ceiling-suspended prison sway slightly. Through the thick green slime, only four parts of his body were visible; his head, his bulging belly (complete with popped-out navel and linea negra), and his two bare feet hanging out of the bottom. Evidently, there was no growth with Hordanian pregnancies -- the spawn just formed fully-grown inside you, then waited until it was strong enough to be born. Around two dozen other men and boys were in the room with him, all in their cocoons. Some were suspended from the ceiling like him, others were attached to the walls or floor, and all of them were heavy with Hordanian child.
The dreaded breeding centres; complexes where humans are forcefully impregnated with Hordanian seed, then attached to the walls in thick, green cocoons and left to incubate them. After a period of six months, the alien spawn are birthed, and they're impregnated again. And the cycle begins again.
Name: Marcus Reid
Age: 19
Height: 5' 9"
Species: Human
Rank: Slave
Location: Hordanian Earth Colony #NA-71124, formerly known as Chicago
How far along: One week
Marcus moaned and struggled in his cocoon, but only succeeded in making his ceiling-suspended prison sway slightly. Through the thick green slime, only four parts of his body were visible; his head, his bulging belly (complete with popped-out navel and linea negra), and his two bare feet hanging out of the bottom. Evidently, there was no growth with Hordanian pregnancies -- the spawn just formed fully-grown inside you, then waited until it was strong enough to be born. Around two dozen other men and boys were in the room with him, all in their cocoons. Some were suspended from the ceiling like him, others were attached to the walls or floor, and all of them were heavy with Hordanian child.
