“No time,” she muttered herself reluctantly as she continued to wash, easing the soap away from her breasts and down to her stomach. With her face held up under the shower nozzle, she didn’t hear the soft footsteps approaching her.

Jenna gasped and sputtered water as she was shoved forward and her left arm twisted up behind her back. Her breath was knocked out of her as the soap fell from her hand and bounced against the floor. She tried to turn and push off the wall and was rewarded with a painful jerk on her arm.

“I told you I’d fuck you,” a gravelly voice said in her ear as something hard pressed against her ass.

“Sergeant Crossly,” Jenna said in as even as voice as she could. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Fucking a stuck up terran bitch, 1st lieutenant,” Crossly said with a laugh as he reached around with his free hand and groped her breasts. Jenna winced as his large, calloused hands kneaded her breasts and squeezed them painfully. “Already hot, aren’t you?” he said as he felt her nipples stiffening under his touch. “I’m going to fuck you up the ass, see how stuck up you are after you get a real cock in you.”

“Crossly, I’m your unit’s medic. What do you think is going to happen to you when you need medical care?” Jenna said with barely a quiver in her voice. If this didn’t work, she’d be helpless against the conscript marine. She wasn’t unfit by any means, and her hand to hand training was quite good. But put up against the size and brute strength of the half-psychotic Crossly it was nothing.

“I think you’d do your job,” Crossly said as he rubbed his cock against her ass and continued to grope her breasts.

“No, I think that I’d put a little bit of Pseudoxlyatric acid in an injector, just for you,” Jenna said, her lip curling in disgust as she felt the marine’s cock rubbing against her. “It shuts down your nervous system, renders you totally unable to move. You’ll look dead, except you’ll still be completely aware of what’s going on. It also slows the blood flow, which means you’ll take a half hour to die after the zerg start to eat you.”

Jenna bit her lip at the silence behind her. If he decided that he was going to get rid of her- But then her arm was released and she could hear Crossly stomping out of the showers.

“You better not try any of that shit on patrol, bitch,” he yelled over his shoulder. “Or you’ll get it real good. So good you won’t be able to walk for a week!”
Jenna shuddered as she looked around the shower and knelt to pick up the soap before washing herself again until she was sure that every trace of Crossly was gone.
 
 

She wasn’t surprised when Crossly didn’t show up for patrol. Hopefully this meant that he was too afraid of her to try anything. With any luck he’d try to mess with one of those new Valkyrie pilots that had just transferred in. It was an all-woman squadron and Jenna had heard that the last marine to mess with them had gotten a HALO rocket in the back of the head.

“Heads up, Sharpe,” the commander of Jenna’s patrol said to her. “The science vessel says that we’ve got some burrowed zerglings around here.” Jenna looked around at the eight man patrol and checked the healing system on her arm. Zerglings shouldn’t be much trouble, especially with stimpacks. But there was always a chance that one would get close enough to do damage.

The air glowed blue for a moment as the heavy penetrating beam of the com-sat flashed into the ground and began relaying its information before it moved below the horizon. Rail guns began to chatter as the zerglings were revealed. But then the screams started as hydralisks and zerglings began to boil up from the ground.

Jenna frantically ran from marine to marine, stanching bleeding and sending nanobots in to sew severed arteries and veins together. Rail gun spikes cracked through the air, splattering zergling and hydralisk over the landscape. But even as they fell, more rose to take their place. And the hydralisks were returning fire, their spikes slashing into the marine’s armor and sending gouts of blood across the ground.

“Lurkers! Lurkers!” she heard someone yell before the platoon began to fall apart. Waves of spikes shot up from the lurkers long limbs, impaling marines and slicing them in two. Try as she might, Jenna realized that she could do nothing for the soldiers dying around her.

“We need evac!” she heard the commander yelling before he was buried under a pile of zerglings and torn apart. Desperate and alone, Jenna began to run, the sounds of the Zerg feeding on the remains of the marines behind her.

She gasped for breath as she crested a ridge and began to stumble down the hill. Her powersuit’s instruments were flashing red and she groaned when she saw the damage it had taken during the battle. A hydralisk spike had hit the main power pack and within minutes the suit would be a medic-shaped coffin.

Jenna shivered as she popped the seals and wiggled out of the suit. She wore only a white crop-top and panties, anything more tended to get in the way of the suit’s operation and made it horribly uncomfortable. But as comfortable as she might have been in the sealed suit, she was now shivering as night began to fall.

Thankful for the soft dirt and ash that covered the ground instead of rock, Jenna began to pick her way down the hill towards the rendezvous point. The Zerg tended to pay attention to groups of soldiers, she remembered from her studies back on the science vessel. Hopefully they’d leave her alone. If not, there was the lethal dose of tranquilizer that she carried in a small syringe strapped to her wrist.

Jenna sighed in relief when she topped another ridge and saw the welcome sight of a dropship waiting below. Her relief quickly faded when she saw the light of flamethrowers and rail guns firing at the zerglings that were swarming over the area.

“No,” she whispered when she saw the mutalisks rising over the opposite ridge, their attack parasites hissing through the air before sending the dropship up in a ball of flame that knocked the medic on her ass.

Still woozy from the explosion, Jenna shook her head and crawled forward to peer over the ridge. If there were survivors she could link up with them, maybe hold out until a rescue team arrived. But the soldiers were all dead and the captain would wait until he had overwhelming numbers to send in another team.

“I’m going to make it,” she quietly said to herself. “I will, I will, I-” she stopped and froze when she heard a soft slithering sound behind her. Fear clutching her heart, Jenna slowly turned her head in time to see the hydralisk leaping at her.
 
 

Jenna clenched her teeth together and closed her eyes as the hydralisk drew itself on top of her. There was no sound for a moment but for her panicked breathing and the slow drip of the hydralisk’s drool onto her soaked crop top. Her mind was spinning as she felt it lean down closer to her, the warm drool splashing on her neck and chin to drip down between her large, heaving breasts.

The Zerg didn’t breathe, she thought inanely. The vespene gas contained all the combustibles needed for respiration. That was how they survived in deep space. They could probably survive deep under water too, it wouldn’t be-

She gasped and sobbed hysterically for a second when she felt the Hydralisk nuzzle her face. She opened her eyes to slits and closed them immediately when she saw the zerg looking down at her face. Why was it acting like this? Was its cerebrate ordering it to study her?

“Oh, god, no, please, please,” she began to whisper in a terrified voice as it drew one of its long blade-arms down her chest, tugging and finally tearing her crop top off to expose her round, full breasts and tanned stomach. Jenna shivered at the feel of its cool exoskeleton along her sweaty skin as it reached down and tore her panties from her to reveal the neatly trimmed thatch of crimson hair between her thighs.

The medic shivered in the cool air, sweat gleaming on her tanned skin, as she tried to stay absolutely still. Her heart was pounding in her chest and despite all her efforts to stay calm her breathing was rapid, her breasts rising and falling rapidly as she panted for breath.

She gasped again and opened her eyes when she felt the hydralisk’s blade-arm insinuating itself between her thighs. Her eyes widened in disbelief when she looked at it and saw the cock emerging from a sheath on the hydralisk’s belly. The Zerg didn’t reproduce like that, she thought as she watched the cock jut out, already swollen and hard. They had larva which the hives produced, there was no need for-

Jenna screamed as the hydralisk moved both of its blade-arms between her thighs and roughly forced them apart. Before she could scramble away, it was on her, its weight pinning her to the ground as its cock rubbed against the inside of her thigh.

“Get off me!” she yelled futilely as she pushed against the hydralisk, uncaring if she provoked it to further violence or not. Try as she might, her thighs were forced apart by the creature’s weight and its cock was pressing at the entranced to her quim. It raised itself slightly, enough for her to look down the length of its body and see the dripping cock ready to enter her.

Jenna was half sobbing, half screaming as the cock was pressed against her. The hydralisk’s blade-arms had moved up her body to her shoulders, digging into the ground and keeping her in place despite the pressure its cock was putting on her. Jenna flailed at the zerg’s blade-arms, trying to twist and slide out from in between them, when it gave another thrust and pushed into her.

“Oh no no nononono, get off, get off, don’t, don’t-” Jenna gasped as she pushed at the hydralisk and shook her head hysterically, her shoulder length red hair flying about her face. The terran medic screamed and gasped for breath as she was slowly filled with the hydralisk’s cock. Inch after inch of the steel hard thing were slowly forced into her struggling body. Some sort of slime was dripping down its cock, lubricating her and easing its passage. But that meant little to the screaming woman pinned underneath the zerg.

Jenna’s head was thrown back, her back arched and her heels digging into the earth as she tried to escape what was happening to her. The hydralisk was relentless as it raped her, its strength inexhaustible. It continued to push into her with long, smooth thrusts that drove the breath from Jenna’s lungs. With a final thrust from the hydralisk and a despairing cry from the young woman, the zerg’s cock was fully sheathed in Jenna’s squirming body.

Jenna stared up at the zerg above her, its drool pattering down onto her bare breasts, covering them with a slick coating of slime. Her hands gripped its blade-arms as she gasped for breath and looked down to see its cock fully buried within her. Despite herself, she whimpered when it began to withdraw from her. Her eyes wide, she watched as it slowly pulled out of her and then thrust back into her with enough force to leave her gasping.

They hydralisk began to pump its cock into Jenna, ignoring the medic’s gasping sobs as she clutched at its blade-arms and twisted back and forth in a vain effort to escape. Her legs were flailing wildly now with each thrust, back arching and twisting with each thrust. Sweat and slime coated her tanned skin as the cock was thrust between her thighs, filling her to the limit and then pulling out to pound back into her again.

Jenna began to shake her head from side to side as the continued stimulation of the thing’s cock began to draw an unwanted response from her body. Despite her utter terror and disgust with the hydralisk pumping into her from above, her body was only reacting to the thick cock within her quim. Each of the monster’s long thrusts rubbed against her clit sent a shudder through her body that made her sob.

Her breath began to come in gulping gasps as her eyes clenched shut and her teeth ground together. She felt her orgasm lurking deep within her as the hydralisk continued to pump into her, try as she might she couldn’t escape either of them. With a groan of despair, she felt her thighs tightening around the hydralisk’s carapace and her hands clutching at its blade-arms. She began to pant wordlessly, her groans coming closer and closer together until she was shrieking out her climax and thrashing beneath the hydralisk.

Perhaps her orgasm had furnished the last bit of stimulation the hydralisk had needed or perhaps it was reacting to her cries. In either case, the hydralisk bent its body over her, its tongue flickering over her neck and face as it began to pump with monstrous speed and strength into her prone body. Her full breasts jerked and bounced with the force of its thrusts as she gasped and tried to keep up with the creature. Drool flew from the creature’s mouth as it gave one last thrust that lifted Jenna from the ground. Her ass high in the air and her legs weakly clinging to the hydralisk, Jenna arched her back and screamed as she felt herself being filled with the zerg’s scalding seed.

It continued to pump itself into her until its seed began to overflow from her quim and dripped down her thighs. Finally, with a low hiss, the first sound she had heard it utter, the hydralisk pulled out of the panting woman.

Jenna lay collapsed on the ground, sweat and slime covering her as she dazedly looked about and tried to regain some composure. But try as she might, she could do nothing but pant for breath as she saw the Overlord descending towards her and pulling her into itself.
 
 
 
 

 When she awoke, Jenna was surrounded by the warm, damp walls of the Overlord’s transport chamber.  She was alone in the chamber, something she was sincerely grateful for as she stood and tried to rub off the dried come coating her legs.

 Where are they taking me? she wondered as she walked slowly around the chamber, pushing and prodding at the walls.  She was probably the first human to be transporated in an Overlord, except for Kerrigan.  Was that her fate?  To be turned into some strange hybrid?  But she had none of the psychic ability that had attracted the Zerg to Kerrigan...

 Her thoughts were cut off as the Overlord lurched and the chamber’s floor began to open.  Jenna looked down and saw the ruins of a human base.  Fires still covered supply depots and she could see the shattered wreckage of Goliaths and bunkers.  Before she could study the base any further the Overlord reached inside the chamber and had picked her up with one of its many tentacles.

 Naked and shivering, Jenna was unceremoniously dropped in front of the scorched and pockmarked entrance to a command center.  Before she could flee, several hydralisks rose from the earth and surrounded her.

 “Stay away,” Jenna said desperately as they advanced on her.  She backed away and pulled the syringe from its sheathe on her wrist, wondering if she could really kill herself.  She gulped in fear as her bare back bumped against the cold metal of the entrance to the command center.  Hoping against hope, she fumbled with the keypad and entered her access code, praying that it would work.

 With a hiss and rush of escaping air, the airlock door opened and she stumbled into the command center, slamming the close button on the side of the airlock.  For a moment she thought the hydralisks would follow her, but they seemed to lose interest as soon as she was inside.  Too relieved to worry about it, Jenna pulled a spare jumpsuit from a locker on the wall and zipped it up.

 The workers jumpsuit was too large and Jenna had to roll up the cuffs and wrists, but it was better than being naked.  Although as the inner airlock door opened, Jenna realized that it was far warmer inside the command center than it should be.  The environmental control should be set to keep it at a constant twenty degrees centigrade, but it felt more like thirty.

 “Oh god,” the medic gasped, her hand going to her mouth as she saw what lay beyond the inner airlock door.  Instead of the clean, antiseptic corridors of a command center, she saw the pulsing wetness of a Zerg hive.  “No,” she whispered to herself as she saw the infestation that was spreading even as she watched.  Before she could turn to run, the infestation had surged into the airlock, spreading over the walls and covering the outer door.

 When she pounded on the airlock open button, Jenna could hear it opening on the other side of the infestation, but nothing she did would do more than scratch the surface.  Jenna felt tears welling up in her eyes and she slumped against the side of the airlock, head buried in her arms.

 She had no weapons, no tools, nothing that would get her out of the command center.  At least, she thought as she looked up and scrubbed her eyes with the backs of her hands, at least through this airlock.  There were several more secondary airlocks and a few escape hatches, maybe if she hurried she could find one untouched by the infestation.

 Slowly and tentatively, Jenna stepped into the command center corridor, her bare feet squelching on the soft surface of the infestation.  Even though the lights were covered, she could still see by the dim phosphorescence that the infestation gave off.

 The medic jumped at ever sound, every slither that could possibly be a Zerg waiting to pounce on her.  Her heart was almost leaping out of her chest when she turned down the corridor leading to the command center’s marine barracks.  Maybe she could find a rifle or a powersuit there, something that could cut through the infestation.

 Jenna had to force the door open to the barracks with her bare hands, the infestation squishing as she moved the door aside.  Inside the barracks everything was dark.  Jenna struggled to see as she brushed her hand over the light plate and then screamed at what she saw.

 There were still marines in the barracks, but the infestation had covered their powersuits.  They were still alive, Jenna was sure of that.  She glanced around and picked up a marine’s survival knife before she rushed over to the closest marine.  Almost his entire suit was covered in the infestation, but she could see the life sign readouts on his chest.  He was still alive, in fact, he was perfectly healthy.

 “I’ll get you out of there, marine,” she yelled at him, hoping he could hear her through the infestation covering his helmet.  As the knife began to cut into the infestation, the marine suddenly jerked, his hand grabbing her wrist with a painful grip.  As she watched in horror, the infestation suddenly burst out from his helmet and armor, forming into long, grotesque parodies of the human hand.

 “Biiiitchhhhh...” the once marine rasped as Jenna screamed and struggled to get away.  She suddenly realized which command center this was and why her access code had worked when she saw the insignia on the marine’s armor.  It was the same obscene drawing of a woman being fucked from behind by a man in a powersuit.  The same insignia that Sergeant-  “Fuuckkkk...you...” the being which had been Sergeant Crossly said.

 Jenna was frozen with terror and revulsion as Crossly threw her to the floor of the barracks and pulled himself free of the infestation with a loud sucking sound.  She could see the infestation spilling from the seams of his armor, long chitinous tentacles waving lazily in the air from his helmet.  Like the antennae of a Zerg, Jenna thought.  The Zerg had taken over these men, she thought and shuddered.

 “No,” she whispered as she clawed for the syringe.  “NO!  I’m not going to be turned into one of those things!” she screamed as she pulled the syringe free and moved to jam it into her arm.  But before she could, the Crossly thing had wrapped the long, tentacle-like fingers of its hand around her wrist and pulled the syringe away.

 “God, please, Crossly, let me go!” she screamed as Crossly moved closer and stood over her kneeling form.  She yelped as it jerked her into the air by her arm and pulled her closer.  “No!” she screamed again when its long fingers began to run over her jumpsuit, some sliding into her collar to squirm down to her breasts.  Jenna gasped and kicked futilely as the jumpsuit was torn from her body and dropped onto the floor, leaving her naked again.

 “For the Overmind...” Crossly said as he leaned closer to her, his face tentacles running over her breasts and squeezing them as he took her wrists in his hands.  Jenna kicked at him, her knee thudding into the armor covering his crotch.  She flailed her legs, trying to pull away, but all to no avail.  Despite her struggling, Crossly continued to molest her breasts, slime oozing down his tentacles to drip down her skin.

 Jenna screamed hysterically, sobbing in terror as she saw what was emerging from the Crossly-thing’s crotch.  As horrible as the hydralisk had been, it had been alien and she had expected it to be horrible.  But the Crossly-thing had once been human and that made it all so much worse as she looked down at it.

 Huge and bloated, it was as big as the hydralisk’s cock and throbbing obscenely as Jenna was pushed backward onto the floor.  She clenched her thighs together, her eyes shut as she felt Crossly holding her wrists with one of his distorted hands, the other reaching down to spread her thighs apart.

 With a despairing scream, Jenna felt Crossly thrust into her, his massive cock stretching her painfully.  He reared back over her, looking down at her naked, sweating body with an unmistakable sense of triumph.  He let go of her wrists and moved his hands down to her breasts, squeezing them painfully, his tentacle-fingers wrapping around them and rubbing against her nipples.

 Jenna groaned at the feel of his tentacles on her nipples, the smooth and hard carapace covered with slime, all rubbing against her.  She tried to push them away, tearing and yanking at the tentacles with her now freed hands.  But they were far too strong for her and she could barely move one finger with all of her strength.

 With his hands firmly on her breasts, Crossly pressed down on the struggling redheaded woman and bent over as he thrust into her.  Jenna’s screams echoed around the barracks as she felt him sliding deeper and deeper with each jerking thrust.  Her feet were drumming against the floor as she cried out and twisted underneath him, her hands around his wrists as she tried to pull them away from her.

 Jenna was sobbing, tears running down her flushed face, as Crossly suddenly let go of her breasts and slid his hands down her flanks.  Jenna shivered from the feel of him touching her, his fingers brushing lightly over her skin and making her stomach jerk as she flinched.  She ventured a glance down and groaned in disgust at the sight of him between her legs.

 Jenna panted for breath as she felt his hands caressing her hips and then her thighs, spreading her legs wider and then, as her eyes widened with horror, pushing her shapely legs up until her knees were by her head.

 She clenched her teeth and whimpered as her body was bent, her ass rising in the air as her legs were pushed back by Crossly’s hands.  He was now on top of her, looking down at her face between his hands on her ankles.

 “Please, Crossly, stop this,” Jenna whimpered as he thrust even deeper into her and finally forced the entire length of his cock into her trembling body.  Hands on his hands, trying to free herself, Jenna arched her back and screamed as Crossly withdrew and rammed himself back into her.

 Crossly’s thrusts sped as Jenna shook her head and cried out with each motion of his cock. She was utterly helpless, her body completely open to his violation as he held her ankles by her head and contiuned to pound into her.  She could feel his cock in her, filling her and stretching her with each thrust.

 Tears flowed down Jenna’s cheeks as she gasped and twisted her body.  The slapping of Crossly’s body against her’s filled her ears as his cock filled her quim.  The violation continued as Crossly took her, both of their bodies jerking and shuddering as he pumped into her.

 Jenna’s cries filled the barracks as she felt the breath driven from her by Crossly’s relentless pounding, her arms lying limp above her head as she closed her eyes and gasped softly in time to his thrusts.

 With a groan, she felt him pulling out of her quim and looked down.  His cock was still hard and throbbing as he let go of her ankles, letting her legs flop to the floor.

 “Tight ass...” Crossly hissed as Jenna felt a new wave of fear go through her. She feebly tried to scramble away as he lifted her into the air and bent her over a table in the center of the barracks. Jenna tried to push away, tried to crawl onto the table to get away from him, but he held her waist firmly against the edge of the table with one hand.

 “No, no, no,” Jenna whimpered over and over as his other hand spread the firm cheeks of her ass and wiggled around her anus.  “Please, oh god, please, please, not this, don’t do this,” she babbled incoherently as Crossly’s cock pressed against her ass.  “Oh God!  NO!” Jenna screamed as her hands clawed the smooth steel surface of the table.  “No!” she wailed one last time before Crossly rammed himself into her anus.

 Jenna heard herself squealing in a humiliating fashion as she was buggered by the Crossly thing.  Her hands slapped and scrabbled at the table as she raised herself on her tiptoes in a vain attempt to escape from the invading cock.  With another wail, Jenna felt the head of his cock pop into her ass.

 Now he had both hands wrapped around her waist, holding her firm against the table as he readied himself for another thrust.  Jenna was sobbing, more tears rolling down her cheeks as she twisted her head, her palms squeaking on the table as she tried to pull away.  Her head shot back, her eyes clenched shut and her mouth wide open as Crossly’s cock was pushed deeper into her ass.

 Jenna was wailing non-stop now, her entire body shuddering as the cock was pushed deeper into her.  Still sobbing, she looked over her shoulder and whimpered when she saw how much of Crossly’s cock was still waiting to enter her struggling body.

 “Please, please, please, no, please,” Jenna heard herself begging as Crossly continued to thrust into her, never tiring as the entire length of his cock was crammed into her.  With a despairing shriek, Jenna fell forward, her cheek pressed against the cool metal of the table as he finished entering her.

 The redheaded woman felt she could barely breathe as Crossly held himself in her for a moment.  Her breath came in shuddering gasps and her legs felt like rubber as his hands roamed over her back and then reached under her body to cup her breasts.  She shuddered in revulsion as she felt his face-tentacles rubbing and caressing her neck as he bent over her and began to slowly pull out.

 Jenna’s sobs and screams filled the room as Crossly began to fuck her in earnest, pinning her to the table with his weight as he molested her breasts and filled her with his cock.  The medic struggled uselessly, only making things more enjoyable for Crossly as he continued to fuck her. Her hands pushed at the table and slapped at it as she would try to keep from screaming, succeed for a few moments, and then fail miserably as the cock was thrust back into her.

 Over and over, Jenna felt herself penetrated and filled by Crossly as she cried and wailed.  But finally she couldn’t even manage to scream, her mouth wide but no sound coming out as Crossly began to furiously pound into her. All she could do was lay under him, her entire body shuddering and only faint gasps coming from her mouth.  Then she felt him coming inside of her, filling her with more come than she imagined was possible.  Then he was out of her, more seed being spurted on her bottom and back as she panted for breath over the table and waited for what was to come.

 Slowly, when Crossly didn’t do anything more, Jenna pushed herself off the table with trembling arms and wiped the sweat and tears from her face.  She pushed back her hair with shaking hands and looked at the Crossly-thing with a mix of terror and hatred in her eyes.  It’s cock had gone soft, finally.  But as she looked at it, she heard the sucking, tearing sound of the other marines pulling themselves free of the infestation on the walls.  When they began to reach for her as well, Jenna began to scream again.