Author: Z-Spot
Title: In a Galaxy of Terror
Summary: Trapped in a desolate spaceship, a
         woman is stalked by a giant worm-like
         creature
Keywords: scifi, horror, reluc, nonhuman
Language: English
Copyright: 2006

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This story contains descriptions of nudity and sexual
situations.  If you're under sixteen and are reading
this, then your parents should keep a closer
eye on you. This story can't be changed or sold
without my permission.  Same for putting it on
websites, FTP, CD-ROMs, etc.
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In a Galaxy of Terror
by Z-Spot
(zeespot@operamail.com)

~This story is an homage to the infamous scene in the movie
_Galaxy of Terror_ where a woman is raped to death by a giant
worm. I had heard a lot about this scene, and was massively
disappointed when I finally saw it. This is what I had expected
to see.~

Tanya Cross hunched behind her laser gun as she shuffled through
the corridors of the starship Ramses. She tried to keep the gun
aimed straight but her hands kept shaking. Fear clutched at her
chest, forcing her breath to come in tight.

She was going to make it. The escape pod was only a few feet
away. It was right on the other side of the door.

All she had to do was keep from thinking about what happened to
the others. The worms were gone, probably satiated from the
others. But that thought led her to think about what the worms
did to the other crew members. The men had been killed by the
worms, crushed to death. And the women...

Tanya shook herself. That didn't matter anymore. She was going to
escape. That wouldn't happen to her.

She reached for the button to open the airlock. Something dripped
onto her hand. Tanya reached out to wipe it off. Then she
realized it was slime. The slime.

Tanya felt it before she saw it. Something curling down from the
ceiling. A pink worm, seven feet long, glistening with slime. She
raised her laser weapon. The worm curled its head down to bring
its sucker mouth onto the gun. The gun sizzled where the worm's
slime touched it. Tanya screamed and jumped back as the gun
melted away in her hands.

"No," Tanya moaned. "Not me..."

The worm slithered off the gun onto her left arm. She gasped as
she tried to pry it off. Her fingers couldn't find a grip on its
pulsating flesh. The worm oozed its way around her arm, wrapping
it tightly. It began to writhe its way up her shoulder. It moved
too quickly. she couldn't stop it before it had wrapped itself
around her arm, her shoulder, her ribs, her chest. Her left arm
became pinned against her body. Her right arm flailed,
desperately trying to grab something to free herself. Her fingers
only skidded along the slick wall. She lost her grip.

Tanya toppled over onto her back. The weight of the worm pinned
her to the ground. Its length slithered around her in tight, wet
coils. She screamed at the top of her lungs, knowing there was no
one left to hear her, but unable to stop.

She smelled smoke and could see her clothes turning black from
the worm's corrosive secretions. A part of her hoped that the
slime would burn her too, burn her alive and end the nightmare.
But the ship's scientists had long ago determined that the worm
could control the acidic nature of the slime, turn it on and off
at will. That had been how the men had died, crushed and scorched
by the worms. But not the women. The worm only burned what it
needed to burn. And all it wanted was to burn off her clothes.

As her jumpsuit melted away, the worm slithered over her bare
flesh. Its slime felt warm and tingled against her skin, but
didn't burn her. Her jumpsuit evaporated in patches, the pieces
dropping onto the ship's metal floor. Tanya looked down at her
naked body in the grip of the worm. Her long legs twitched but
couldn't break the pink tendrils wrapped around them. Her stomach
bucked with her gasps and screams. Her breasts poked out between
the worm's coils, jiggling at the worm's gyrations and her own
struggles. The nipples stood out through the layer of slime.

The worm's head wriggled up her chest, and Tanya's screams grew
as the puckered mouth curled down and latched onto one of her
breasts. She felt its suction on her nipple, tugging it deep into
its moist hole, and heaved with disgust.

Tanya knew what would come next. She had seen the computer
simulations, even watched this happen to her best friend, Catlyn,
but had been powerless to stop it. Tanya desperately tried to
keep her legs pinned together. The tail pushed its way between
her thighs, aided by the slime coating its length. The tail
compressed itself until it slipped between her clenched legs,
then expanded itself to push them apart. Tanya's breath came in
short gasps as she realized she couldn't stop it.

The tip of the tail curled along her pubic region, exploring. The
slime coated her pubic hair to mat it against her skin. When the
tail brushed against the lips of her vagina, the tail froze for a
moment. Then the tip forced its way inside.

Tanya's screams choked off by the vomit forcing its way up her
throat as the tail pushed into her. It went in slowly, inch by
inch. The tail pulsed in a steady rhythm that she felt through
her entire body. Tanya bucked her hips, trying to force it out,
but it only went in deeper.

Her whole right breast had been swallowed up by the worm. She
could only see its pink head bouncing slowly against her chest.
Tanya could feel its length stroking her breast up and down. But
the tightness of its mouth felt strange, not so repulsive
anymore.

Tanya's eyes widened as the tail pushed in and out of her. The
pulsations of its body inside her triggered something unexpected.
The part of her that recoiled at the thought of this freakish
monster entering her began to recede. In its place came a feeling
she had never expected. The feeling of the thick tail moving in
and out, its length expanding and contracting the very limits of
her flesh, felt incredible. And her nipple burned from the
suction on it, but it was a heat of passion.

Tanya's screams faded, turning into moans. The clawing of her
fingers turned into stroking. Her body heaved in tune with the
worm's penetrations, guiding it, aiding it. Her back arched as
she writhed on the floor. The worm seemed to sense the change in
her movements. Its coils loosened until it no longer held her in
its grip. Instead, it seemed to be embracing her.

"Yes," Tanya moaned. "Oh, yes. More..."

The worm obeyed, sinking its tail deeper into her body. The
breast in its mouth ached with the tightness of its grip. The
worm's length glided over the slickness on her body, warm and
inviting against her skin. Tanya's mouth hung open as her groans
became louder. Her hands clawed at the soft coils on top of her.
Her legs came together to grip the worm between her thighs. It
rewarded her generosity by pumping its tail in deeper and harder.

A part of her flashed back to the sight of Catlyn lying there on
the floor of the medical bay, the strange movements she had made
as the worm had penetrated her. Tanya had wondered why Catlyn
hadn't tried harder to escape. Now Tanya knew. Catlyn had been in
the throes of ectasy. And so was she.

Tanya grit her teeth as the pleasure began to grow. She bucked
her hips, smacking the cheeks of her ass on the metal floor
beneath her. "Yes, that's it. Give it to me, baby."

The worm obeyed, pounding its hard tail into her pussy with deep
thrusts. Tanya felt the moment rushed towards her. The moment she
had feared and now looked forward to. All the women had died
after this experience, died of something the ship's doctor had
been unable to explain. Now Tanya knew. The pleasure she felt was
beyond anything she had ever experienced, beyond her ability to
contain it. And it kept growing.

Then the tail began to twitch. She felt something shooting deep
inside of her, like the semen of her lovers when they spent
themselves inside of her, but hotter and in such an amount that
it spilled out of her. She felt the worm's juices squirting up
her thighs, sliding down onto the floor and the quivering cheeks
of her ass. The sensation of being filled by the worm's ejections
sent her over the edge. Tanya screamed and her whole body went
rigid. Her ass tightened until it rose off the floor. The orgasm
hit her like a fist, slamming through her whole body, then hit
her again and again.

Tanya flailed on the floor, pounding it again and again with her
buns with each convulsion. Her head felt like it was going to
burst, like the worm's fluids had filled her all the way to the
top. Indeed, she could taste something salty in her mouth, rising
up from her throat and back down again. Tanya's whole body went
into spasms that left her twitching lifelessly in the grip of the
oozing worm's coils.

Then it began to fade, leaving her weak and limp as if lying on
the sand of a cool beach. Tanya closed her eyes, suddenly aware
of her gasping breath. She knew why the other women had died.
They had died from sheer pleasure. But she still breathed.

Tanya managed to open one eye. The worm had uncoiled itself from
her body. Its mouth came off her breast with a pop, leaving flesh
swollen and red. The worm inched its way up the wall of the
corridor and through a vent, sliding away into the darkness.

Tanya took deep breaths as she lay on the floor of the ship. She
had survived. The worm was leaving her. She wasn't going to die.
She could get up, push the button to open the escape pod, and
leave the nightmare behind. But she didn't. She couldn't. Even
knowing that the worm would return to repeat what it had done,
and knowing that this time, Tanya would die from the pleasure,
she couldn't leave.

Tanya wanted to feel that pleasure again. Even if it meant her
life.

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