FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

When there was an incident, the company sent the best investigators. Mahiri and Rio were just the cats for the job. With their combined skill set as technicians, crisis managers, and if necessary, combat specialists, they were ready to solve just about any problem that knocked one of the satellite stations out of communication. There was no need for backup until they knew precisely what the situation was.

There were no hails or acknowledgement from the seemingly dormant station when they arrived on their shuttle. Life support and all the other automated systems were in working order for the landing, but communications were all quiet. It wouldn't have been the first time a staff had abandoned a station without leave. There was plenty of valuable tech on board after all. They were always found in the end. Though that was a job for the hunters, not investigators like them.

Disembarking from their ship together, they kept their sidearms at their hip and their flashlights in hand. It seemed there were some localized power outages around the docking station. They snapped some pictures with a multipurpose device as they moved about, but none of it was conclusive. Maybe someone had turned on manual piloting for a docking maneuver, and proven overconfident in their flight skills. It wasn't enough to explain the absences yet. They needed to go inside.

Once there, they found themselves standing before an empty main hall. That was where things started to seem more dire. There was more serious damage there, like that inflicted by some sort of riot or perhaps even a small explosion. Monitors flickered, cracked and hanging lopsided from the walls. Chairs were overturned. Debris lay scattered around the room. But more curious than the signs of a possible conflict were the stains.

They weren't immediately clear at first in the beams of their regular flashlights. It wasn't until the leopard pressed a button on her light that turned it into an ultraviolet light that they saw the true extent of it. The remnants of splatters and puddles were all over the room, painting the walls and floors alike. Something had been sprayed all over nearly every surface, leaving the two of them unable to determine what exactly had caused such a mess. It glowed brightly under the purple beam sweeping across it. Was it blood? A chemical spill? Or something else?

"Gross," Mahiri finally said after much consideration. "Good thing we have the masks."

She tapped on the front of her helmet, where an environmental suit kept her safe from any possible contaminants in the air. The science vessel wasn't dealing with anything particularly hazardous, but it was always best to be sure. Of course, for all the chaos around them, it was possible that they weren't dealing with a chemical situation, but rather a biological one, so to speak. Rio was pretty sure they weren't dealing with any secret experimental creatures on such a mundane ship, but he could never fully be sure with the company.

"Maybe best to move slowly. They were supposed to be studying rocks on this ship, last I checked. Might be that they had some sort of intrusion. Might still be here."

"They're being awfully quiet if so. Still, that'd explain why nobody is around. Not sure what happened to the bodies though."

"Plenty of ways to get rid of one in space. Try an airlock, for example."

Rio gave her a look, and she shrugged. It wasn't like she was wrong. Still, it was best not to stand around talking when they had some searching to do. The two of them kept their hands near their hips just in case they needed to quickdraw on any threats. Company policy was to treat any unidentified individual or alien lifeform on a ship as hostile. Though Rio was determined to at least make sure he knew what he was shooting at before he pulled the trigger. After all, it was more than just another routine job for him. He had a friend on staff with that vessel.

"Maybe we should check the crew quarters first. See if there's any sign of survivors there," he suggested, which got him a knowing look from the leopard.

She didn't protest. Maybe it wasn't the most efficient way to sweep through the ship, but she knew there was no sense dragging her partner along when he was worried about a friend. She needed him focused. They kept a tight formation as they pushed on into the crew quarters, finding even more of the lights knocked out by whatever had happened there. With still no sign of any life and an eerie silence hanging over the whole situation, they took to searching through the cabins one by one.

Snow's room was empty. There was a definite sign of a serious struggle in there, in the form of an overturned bed and desk, important research papers scattered everywhere. That went along with a prominent masculine scent. Certainly not the girly cheetah's own. A quick swap back to ultraviolet mode revealed more of those stains. The way it smelled so richly of sex, it was almost enough to make them consider what those glowing remnants of a previous mess might really be. But who in the hell could possibly cum that much?

None of it added up, and there was still no explanation of what had really happened there. Mahiri kept her eye on Rio while he searched for possible clues, poking her nose into another cabin that belonged to someone familiar to her as well. Not exactly a friend. It wasn't that she wished harm upon Kogo, but she wasn't nearly as worried when she saw that the big dumb gorilla's room was every bit as trashed as the cheetah's. In his case, it wasn't even proof he'd been attacked. Maybe he just lived like that.

The place smelled even more of that thick, masculine musk that seemed to cling to the entire station. Something sweaty had gone down in there, and it left a lingering mark. The stains even reached the ceiling when she checked it with that purple beam. She didn't want to be in there for long, lest she end up passing out. Instead, she backed out and shut it behind her. Or at least she thought that was the button she pressed, but not only did the cabin door slide closed in front of her, but to her right, a dividing barrier suddenly shot up from the floor and locked in place at frightening speed. It was a good thing she wasn't standing there anymore.

Rushing forth, she smacked her hand on it and shouted to Rio on the other side. There were no windows, but she could still vaguely hear him moving around.

"Rio! Shit. I think I pressed the wrong thing. I don't see a manual release on this damn thing. Not to mention how fast it slammed shut like that. Seems like a bit of a safety hazard."

"Yeah. Company ships always have a few hidden features," the lion called back. "Might not be controlled locally."

"So what, I'm stuck?" the leopard said with dismay.

"I'll have to look for the controls. Maybe on the bridge?"

"Not a fan of splitting up, but it seems like that choice has already been made for us." Mahiri sighed. "Alright, well. I'll be here. Don't take too long."

Being trapped and isolated during an unknown crisis was far from the first thing Mahiri wanted out of such a situation, but that door was solid. She couldn't blast through it. Running her hands along the surface, she searched for any possible hidden latches or sensors she might have been able to mess with to get it open. The company apparently thought it wise to build their ships capable of trapped their workers at the end of a hallway for some reason. She knew she worked for shady sorts, but that just seemed unnecessary. Maybe it was time for her to start considering new employment

Rio moved back out into the main hall, hearing his footsteps echoing around him. It was much quieter on his own, and not because his partner was noisy. There was something different. He paused when he stepped out among those ruined monitors and took the time to sweep his light around the room. When the feeling didn't go away, he went so far as to draw his sidearm and clutch it tightly in his free hand. If anything moved, he was ready to pull the trigger. Something had him more and more on edge with each passing moment, but he couldn't determine what was causing such a feeling. Until he looked up.

He got very little warning before it struck. Rio had no idea what he was even dealing with while he got pinned and then coiled by something scale. Maybe it was some form of giant ceiling-dwelling snake, or at least that was what it felt like for all the muscular strength constricting around his waist and rips. It was more than that. That tail was attached to someone, someone who nearly squeezed the life out of him while holding him in its clutches. Only when his attacker descended from above did he manage to get a good look at him.

His first impression was that of a dragon, but he was more than that. Rio recognized him as a xenogon, those fearsome space-faring creatures. He was a handsome one, grinning at him where he loomed near, brushing his braided hair out of his face. Rio knew this one. Or knew of him, anyway. Tar'Sin was an especially dangerous fugitive and galactic terror who he wouldn't have wanted to deal with even if he had a whole backup force of company mercs. Instead, he was all alone in that seemingly empty ship, caught and held in place by the naked, muscular space reptile, awaiting his fate.

Rio wanted to cry out to Mahiri, but the grip around him choked off any words. She couldn't see him through that barrier, and he couldn't reach his radio. He was all but paralyzed by the constant squeezing around him, struggling to breathe, feeling like he might pass out any moment. His blaster was out of reach, dropped along with his flashlight. It looked like he was going to have to contend with whatever the monster wished to do with him. If he was truly a xenogon, then Rio didn't hold much hope in being granted mercy.

"Ah. Look what I've caught. Come to look for your missing colleagues, have you?" Tar'Sin taunted. "Well. Look no further."

The lion was helpless to resist as he got lowered down in the grip of that powerful tail, facefirst towards the truly enormous nuts the xeno was sporting. He found himself recoiling at first from embarrassment, but he couldn't help staring once he realized what Tar'Sin was showing him. Those fat, scaled nuts weren't just immensely plump, but they bore the markings that hinted at what had become of the vanished crew. He recognized some of those faces seemingly tattooed or painted on Tar'Sin's nuts. Kogo, other staff members, and then there was Snow's pretty kitty visage. The xeno had already got him.

After a while, Tar'Sin had seemingly stopped bothering to give his victims one final monument. They were nothing more than tally marks under the initial collage of faces. Tar'Sin brought him closer and closer, until he just outright smothered the lion's face right between those two fat balls. They were already clenching, already making some ominous glurns and grumbles in anticipation of adding another to his collection. The lion breathed little more than exotic musk, grunting, snuffling, trying not to choke as he fought to turn his head away, but he was far too smoothed. Tar'Sin just chuckled through it all, slowly rolling his hips, humping and grinding on his next victim's face. Rio could barely hear him when he continued his taunting.

"One after another. I took them all. See anyone you knew? I bet I enjoyed churning them."

That was enough to make him give a cruel cackle, the shudders of amusement travelling right down to his tail. He interrupted that with a sudden lunge forth and a yank at Rio's body to pull him from where he was smothered. That let him get right in the lion's face, flashing his teeth.

"It'd be so easy to have you join them. How should I do you? Maybe I should change it up, and just gulp you down, hmm?"

While he considered that, he ran a lengthy tongue over his lips and fangs alike, making sure they were extra shiny. While he considered it, he reached forth and snatched the contours of Rio's uniform. It was thin and flexible, but actually provided a considerable amount of protection from various hazards. None of that mattered to Tar'Sin. One good tug and he was able to rip it right off the big cat's body in shreds, sending tatters slowly fluttering down to the ground. A few more tugs got the lion almost completely naked.

With his prey newly exposed, Tar'Sin took the time to taste him. He pressed his face right into the fluff of the cat's chest, rubbing his scaled muzzle there a moment before he got to licking. Slurping up and down he went, not saying a single word while Rio grit his teeth and squirmed. It tickled a little. Tar'Sin was merciless with those wet slurps, dragging his tongue all over his captive, stroking and soaking alike. He drooled on Rio. He massaged him with those thorough samples of his taste. Yet in the end, he simply withdrew to give a shrug.

"Mmm. Tasty kitty. but a big boy like you looks like you'd make me fat. I think this is much better."

He didn't bother to explain. Instead, he demonstrated. Rio felt a sudden grip around his feet, then his ankles and shins that made him gasp. It was as tight as it was wet, immersing him in something slick and warm. He glanced down and found the tip of that tail had curled around from where it wrapped him up. It expanded into a great, slobbery maw and glomped onto the lion's bare paws. Rio was trapped. He could already feel it sucking, feel it starting to drag him into the embrace of that hungry tail. It seemed like his fate was sealed, right up until the moment Tar'Sin paused in that consumption to

"Of course, I might be willing to let you go, if you can make yourself useful. Do you think you can do that?"

Rio had no choice but to nod. He knew he wasn't going to like it, but it was better than getting digested like all the other crew members. Maybe Tar'Sin liked him in particular. Maybe that was why he was getting a chance. When he gave his agreement, the xeno quickly ducked him down to the floor, still caught in his tail and partly swallowed. Those scaly feet and toes were bare, and every so slightly sweat. The space dragon perspired like a mammal, making his hide glisten, putting off an impressive dose of thick, unusual yet masculine musk. It was enough to make Rio's mouth water ever so slightly even as he recoiled.

"That's right. You're going to be my good little doormat. Worship these feet nice and thoroughly, then maybe I'll see about letting you go. Until then ..."

As if to remind Rio of the stakes, he gave his tail a flex, dragging the lion inside ever so slightly more. It was enough to make sure the lion was utterly thorough when he got the first of those two feet shoved in his face. He reached out to take it once Tar'Sin loosened his grip enough to allow Rio's arms free. The lion was just going to turn off his mind and utterly debase himself by slicking and slobbering on those feet, letting the scales stimulate his tongue right back while he used the rough texture to thoroughly clean the rich reptilian musk from the surface.

"Make sure to get between them, footslut," Tar'Sin teased.

The extra humiliation didn't stop Rio. He did just as he was told, curling his tongue right up in between those long dragon toes to swipe up every drop of salty sweat he could get. It was enough to make him drool a little. Not because he particularly liked the taste, or at least that was what he told himself. It was getting harder and harder to deny it when servicing that predatory stud started to turn him on. He couldn't hide it. His cock was pressing right up against the tightly coiled tail hugging him like a serpent. Tar'Sin was going to know exactly the effects he was having on his prey.

Swapping to the other foot forced Rio to start all over. He was every bit as thorough. Maybe even a little more so, working his tongue faster, deeper, harder to clean every single drop of musky, mouth-watering dragon sweat from the alien creature's scales. It was probably a good thing he was cut off from Mahiri at that moment. She certainly would have been amused at such a show, especially when it worked the lion up to absolutely pulsing by the time he had cleaned every single scale. Tar'Sin folded his arms and pulled the lion away once more, seemingly satisfied.

"Hmm. Hmmmmm." The xenogon made a show of considering for as long as he could draw out the suspense before he finally came to a conclusion. "You are good. Maybe even deserving of a reward."

Effortlessly manipulating the full body weight of the lion with his tail, he brought that stiff cat cock up to his face. Rio clung to the xeno's horns to brace himself while he felt a wet pink tongue running up along his balls, all the way to the tip of his shaft. Tar'Sin flicked at that cock, lapping up the juices there a few times, then just latched right on. His suckles were as generous as they were overpowering. Rio was able to moan right out loud while he involuntarily bucked his hips, losing himself in the pleasure of getting sucked off by such an expert that he didn't even notice Tar'Sin hadn't even changed his mind.

Even while the xeno was bobbing on the lion's dick, schlurping and swallowing all the juices he milked out of that engorged shaft, he was still swallowing his prey. Rio only realized it when he felt the grip easing up along his thighs. He wanted to struggle, wanted to freak out about it, but he was completely enslaved by the pleasure coursing through him. The xenogon sucked him hard even while slurping him down that bulging trail, snaking up near the lion's clenching balls. Only there did he pause at last, letting the big cat rumble and shake with rising pleasure while those lips and that tongue did their work on him.

A sudden stifled rowl in his throat was hardly anything resembling a roar. Rio didn't have that in him anymore. He was too busy fucking his spunk right down the xeno's throat while he got milked absolutely dry, cascading into a mighty cllmax that seized every last trace of his essence. He rattled and rumbled his way through while Tar'Sin triumphantly gulped in two ways at once. First he drained that lion until Rio was doing nothing but dry-firing between his lips. Only then did he slide his mouth off that still-stiff cock and let it get smoothly enveloped by the embrace of his hungry tail. That shaft became a bulge beneath the scales once it was overtaken, hugged firm while Tar'Sin continued his swallowing.

"But ... you said ... " Rio managed to gasp out between heavy, wet panting.

Tar'Sin simply wore a wicked grin while he spoke nonchalantly about the lion's fate. "I made no promises. You have received my consideration. I have deemed you worthy of pleasure before consuming you. Most of the rest didn't earn as much. Be thankful before you digest."

With that, he planted both hands atop Rio's maned head and started shoving him away. The lion got a few more cries in before all was muffled. His body was a silhouette in Tar'Sin's tail, slipping and sliding around in an arc through the natural curve of that hungry appendage. Down he went, plummeting through the slippery, slimy inside until he reached the base. Through some quirk in alien anatomy, he found himself squeezed into a tighter, hotter chamber that instantly doused him with potent, concentrated musk. The thick juices that splashed over him as soon as he sank into the xeno's big fat sack couldn't have been anything but rich, fresh jizz. It sloshed and burbled around him like a witch's cauldron, greeting him with a steady rumble of impending digestion just like it had so many before him.

He wasn't about to simply accept such a messy end to his very existence without a struggle. Just because the walls hugged in tight around him didn't mean he couldn't kick and lunge against them with all the might he had left. The orgasm had taken a lot of his energy, and the thick, musk-laden air was making his head spin, but he fought those clenching churns with all the determination he could muster. The bulge of his form leapt about while he forced the walls apart, but he swiftly buckled while they clenched on him, getting smothered in the rising spunk he soaked in.

Glp glp glp.

The aggressive squeezes produced a constant sloppy noise that only got louder the longer Rio lingered in those nuts. He was feeling so very weak, so very tired. It would have been such a relief to simply sink down into the cream and accept his messy fate, but he refused. Calling out, he made some muffled protests that just got Tar'Sin to squeeze up around him all the tighter. It hugged him so firmly that the entire silhouette of the lion was clearly visible from the outside. His features remained distinct right down to his strained expression, but they weren't going to last much longer.

Glrrrt glirrt glrrrt!

"That's it ... come on ... just melt down for me, I can feel how soft you're getting ..."

With each leaping clench, Tar'Sin sloshed away a few more of Rio's details. His outline grew less and less distinct where it was trapped right in the centre spot between the xeno's two fat balls. They were just getting heavier the longer he digested, packing themselves full with converted lion. Rio was still struggling, but it was hard to distinguish that from the general sloshing of those thick, creamy contents. Tar'Sin flexed his balls down extra hard, highlighting the lion's face while it smoothed over, losing every last detail that made Rio who he was. He wasn't going to exist for much longer.

"You're ... all ... mine!" Tar'Sin triumph grunted, ecstasy quivering through his voice.

Each of those words came with an especially potent GLKK between them, until there was finally a great splattering noise of the lion getting clenched out of existence. His form was softened around the edges that one more good squeezer juiced him into nothing but a heavy, nut-stuffing load. He filled out the xenogon's nuts to an even more oversized shape, and added some nice fat to the alien dragon's dick too. Tar'Sin gave it a few strokes while his nuts slowly gurgled in the aftermath of snuffing out his meal. He was already dripping. The temptation to simply rub one out right then and add another stain to the ship's interior was a strong one, but he knew he wasn't alone on that quiet vessel.

Mahiri was more bored than nervous. Rio always found a way to sort things out. There was a reason they worked so well as a duo. She waited, and waited still, until that door finally slid open seemingly all on its own. The lion was nowhere in sight on the other side. She looked around for him, poking into the rooms they'd already checked together. There was no sense continuing the investigation without him. Without any sign of him, she was just going to have to return to the ship and hope he would find her there to regroup. That was standard policy if they ever got separated and lost communications after all.

Her footsteps echoed more than before. Maybe she just noticed it now that she was alone. Every creak and groan of the silent, drifting station made her ears perk up. The odd scent hanging over the place was more obvious to her too. It clouded her senses. She found herself wandering, wondering just how to get back to the docking station in the first place. Had she taken a wrong turn? Everything looked so familiar. Eventually, her worry won out, and she gave a call in the dark.

"Rio?"

Okay, she was ready to admit it. She was worried about him. It wasn't like him to just disappear. Not to mention the complete lack of life signs on what had once been a thoroughly staffed if not exactly bustling research station. When nothing answered her, she worried all the more. It all left her in a perfectly vulnerable state for Tar'Sin to attack. He came from above, as before. Mahiri barely got a chance to look up after something warm and musky dripped down atop her head. He was upon her in an instant, completely overtaking her smaller form, pinning her beneath his muscle and scales - and his big, fat, oversized dick engorged with the extra heft he'd taken from digesting Rio.

She didn't get so much as a scream out before she was silenced by that thick cock stuffed right in her face. Tar'SIn rubbed on her muzzle like he expected her to suck him off, but there was no way that massive shaft was going to fit between her lips. Instead, he just smeared those juices all over her features, got his precum in her hair, deep into her fur and skin. She was marked with his scent in seconds while she struggled and kicked below. Some of those blows found their mark. If he was a normal creature, he might even have felt them, but the exotic beast was completely comfortable humping at his next prey.

Mahiri was near to suffocating as she drowned in his musk, half-crushed by the absolute heft of his cock. He pulled off of her for mere seconds, but only to lift his nuts up and let her get a good look at them. All the familiar faces were there, seemingly tattooed on his sack like the trophies he'd made of them. There was one more. Rio's handsome features were among the other victims. Tar'Sin didn't have to explain. Mahiri knew what that meant. She knew how xenogons were. No need to ask him who he was or what he wanted. It was time to resist him with everything she had.

"You must be Mahiri, then. Your partner churned up so nicely. I wonder if you'll be as good?" Tar'Sin casually taunted her while he reached for her tits.

Getting a good hold of them in both hands, he squeezed hard and simply held on tight. She rowled in both pleasure and pain, writhing beneath him, kicking at his tail. He didn't use that to restrain her this time. His dick was enough. He slowly rubbed it down along her belly until he had it between her thighs. Getting it inside her was a ridiculous prospect, and besides, she was still clothed. Tar'Sin went to work changing that part soon enough.

At first she thought she was being torn apart, but the xenogon was simply stripping her of her clothes in the most violent, destructive way he could. All the layers of protection her suit offered were no match for his lustful strength. She heard the fabric shredding as he tore it from her in tatters. More and more of her naked body exposed to him as he went through her clothes beneath, even her undergarments. Her breasts bounced free when he snapped her bra in two and tossed it away. He took the time to play with those briefly before moving on to get her fully naked, yanking at her waistline and filling the hall with the sound of ripping fabric.

She still had some tatters clinging to her wrists and ankles by the time he was done, but he seemed satisfied. It didn't take him long to get on top of her again, grabbing her arms so she couldn't claw at him. Not that it bothered him. It was just easier to rub his dick on her pussy like that. She squirmed, she kicked, she struggled with everything she had, snarling all the while, but she couldn't stop him from grinding on her. Nor could she prevent him from getting her wet. Being constantly doused in thick, exotic musk had a way of activating all of those instincts.

"What are you doing? There's no way ... " she trailed off, as if she was briefly considering such a prospect. Her sense of indignation and violation quickly kicked in though. "Get the fuck off me you monster!"

Tar'Sin simply offered a proud grin, jutting out his chin to show off his teeth as much as he could. "Your partner didn't seem to think so. I had him licking my feet before I melted him. Even made him cum. Before I made him into cum, heh heh ..."

Mahiri got the idea. She just gritted her teeth while the xeno humped and prodded at her. He seemed determined to penetrate her with that enormous cock, no matter how much badly it was going to ruin her. For how wet she was getting, it was starting to seem less and less impossible. She started spreading out for him, stretching, flinching all the while. She winced and she shook her head, but he just kept jabbing that soaking wet tip between her naked thighs until there was a shuddering squelch of acceptance from her sex and a whimper from her quivering lips. He jammed that thick cockhead inside her and let her feel the squirting stream of pre that used to be her lion partner. There was so much more for him to pump out thanks to melting down Rio, and she was going to take it all.

Pushing deeper and deeper, he eventually hit an absolute wall that made her screech. It was a sharp, very feline sound that told him he might kill her if he went any farther. Even still, he was already obscenely bulging her belly out, stretching her with the outline of his gigantic dick. She shouldn't have been able to take that much. Pussies simply weren't that flexible. Yet he somehow kept her conscious and unbroken, doing little more than wriggling numbly while she lost feeling in her paws. There was pleasure, there was discomfort, and there was yowling all the while as the alien dragon forced himself upon her, fuelled by Rio's digestion and conversion into a thick, nut-sagging load of spunk.

"Ggggh ..." came her cry, at the same time a grunt, a growl of warning, and maybe even a bit of a moan.

Just because he was took big for her didn't mean he wasn't going to fuck her silly. It didn't take much to push her past her limit of pleasure and straight into dazed and broken. Once he really got those hips moving, tail wiggling all the while, his nuts swung enough to smack the sense out of her. The plap of that huge, sloshing sack shook through her entire body, sending a jiggle through her curves, wobbling her from thighs to belly to breasts. Her expression transformed from feisty and outraged to simply lost in the moment. Even her eyes rolled back as her tongue flopped about with his every thumping thrust. Hump hump hump went the steady pace of the horny alien.

"See? There we go. You're just a xeno slut beneath the snarls, like your partner," Tar'Sin further teased.

Mahiri still attempted to put in some kind of resistance, reaching out, batting at his smugly grinning face. Her claws had no effect on him, especially wielded so weakly. He was still going to make her cum. She could already tell. Her body simply reacted to having that much cock shoved inside her, clenching up around him, soaking the inches he managed to get into her, gushing out while he filled her up with pre. That alone was enough to stuff her womb and bloat her, overflowing with his each backstroke before he plunged into her again with a heavy, suckling slurp. Just a few minutes of pounding that cat and he'd already splashed and soaked her from thighs to tits, and all around her hips in a messy puddle. It was only going to get messier.

When she felt his shaft swelling up with all the extra pressure pumping up from his tightening sack, she shook her head with a whispered plea. "No ..."

"Oh yes," he quickly corrected her. "I'm going to see how fat I can make you with all this cum that used to be Rio. Oh you should have heard him churning. He was all blurrrrgh and blorrrrp like the best of them"

Tar'Sin snickered wickedly as he imitated the last sounds to ever come from the lion's mouth, before lunging toothily at Mahiri's face just to see her flinch.

"You're going to make such lovely, juicy noises when I swallow you too ..."

What was supposed to be a warning growl from her was little more than a mewl. It was the best she could do when he slammed forth and sent her straight into climax. Getting forced to cum for him wasn't exactly pleasant, no matter how much ecstasy overtook her. It was a violent orgasm, leaving her shaking, jerking about, twitching beneath him while she squirted all over his dick. All the while, she was pumping down on his shaft, milking at him, waiting for his own cumshot. She knew it was coming when she felt it bulging up his deeply-nestled shaft.

The eruption of pure xeno spunk drowned out all other sound for a while. He was hissing his delight while she yowled her dismay, but all was silent but the glursh of him absolutely stuffing that cat near to bursting with all that extra cum Rio had helped him make. Mahiri swelled up and rounded to a bloated, stretched out shape in seconds, her belly pushing up beneath the xenogon who was pinning her. Jets of jizz formed around the seal of Tar'Sin's cock inside her, gushing out all over the both of them when she simply had no room left. At least he didn't pop her. Instead, he painted her and their surroundings in layers upon layers of fresh, rich, steaming xeno seed until she had all but vanished beneath the tidal wave of pure cream. It was a suitable preview of what was to cum.

Only when he had completely, utterly drained his balls inside her did he slowly schlurp his shaft from her stretched cunt. She was elastic enough to seal up again after the initial eruption of pressurized cum, but she still gaped plenty after that hammering. Panting, drooling, and most of all sloshing and jostling that cum load inside her womb, she huffed steam as she did her best to recover. Her sense of equilibrium was all the more thrown off when he dipped his head between her thighs and teased that drenched sex with his tongue, lapping at some of her own juices where they weren't simply washed away by the cum pouring out of her.

That extra stimulation made her mewl and yelp, involuntary jerking about in response to the pleasure well past her limit. She had no control over her body anymore. He did. The way she writhed in response to those little slurping teases at her clit made him snicker. He licked her for a while longer, gripping her by the hips to keep her from squirming away, and finished it off with a deep, wet smooch that left his lips nicely slathered. They glistened when he grinned at her.

"Tasty leopard pussy ..." the xeno noted, coming up for air with a lick of his chops. "And it's all mine to keep."

She didn't bother to ask what he meant by that. Reaching out one shaky arm, she planted her hand on the floor and did her best to drag herself away from him. The futile effort made his eyes light up with amusement. He was swiftly cackling his delight just to see her still trying to fight her inevitable fate. It was enough to make him leave her alone for a while, just to watch her fight to get across the hall while he loomed over her. His balls had shrank down somewhat for all the spunk he put into her heaving belly, but his cock was still stiff and twitching, just as fat as ever. It was dripping with lust, slit gaping then clenching shut while he waited for the right moment to strike. This cat wasn't even going down his tail. He wanted to send her directly to his balls.

A faint mewl of defeat escaped Mahiri's lips when the xenogon pounced upon her, snatching her up by the shoulders while he curled his tail around her waist like an attacking serpent. It gave her a good squeeze just below her fat, ultra-pregnant-looking belly as he brought her towards that open cockslit. That was when the panic and the adrenaline really kicked in. Her body absolutely ached with strain and exhaustion, and yet somehow she found the reserves to give him a proper struggle. Her complaints were swiftly muffled by his dick hugging up around her face, and then her whole head, but it was an admirable effort nonetheless. Tar'Sin made sure to tell her as much.

"Ahh, yes, that's it! Fight! Thrash! Let's see how long you last before my cock defeats you."

She wasn't making any progress. For all her desperation, she still got stuffed into his shaft headfirst while it squished and squeezed on her, dragging her deeper. He didn't even have to push her down. His dick could do all the work. It was gulping heavily at her right up to the point he got to her breasts. Those took a little more work to ease inside of him, clenching and gripping around her bust while he eased her along. They made for an impressive outline in his fat, veiny dick, right down to those perked teats. He surrounded her in wet gulps while he massaged her towards his sack, kicking and flailing, still filled with his cum. She was going to have to get a whole lot of it squeezed out of her if she was going to get all the way down.

Once he put some pressure on his belly, she really started to complain in there. Was that just screaming coming from her muffled muzzle somewhere beneath all that flesh? It didn't matter. She got turned into a fountain nonetheless by the grip urging over her belly. It milked all that cum right back out of her, making her pussy gush and hose down their surroundings with the lewdest of glurrching squelches. She kicked all the while, but she was starting to slump, starting to weaken and succumb while she bathed in his overwhelming scent. It only got thicker the deeper she slipped, the closer to that groaning, rumbling cum factory she got.

Soon her face touched down in his balls while he worked on guzzling down the rest of her. He squeezed her legs together once he started working over her hips, gripping her thick ass in his dick. The gulps just got deeper and wetter, resonating all around her while he forced her into the deep cum bath that was his sack. It burbled and blorped for her in greeting while she got dunked under the surface. Even when she struggled back up, curling into his nuts, the air was thick enough to choke her. She was absolutely immersed in the most potent source of his alien scent, drowning in while he finished slurping up her legs. Eventually only the wriggling tip of her tail remained protruding from his cock. That too was tucked away by one last all-consuming clench while he cackled his triumph over the leopardess sagging in his prey-claiming balls.

The clenching certainly didn't stop there. The moment she was fully tucked away in his sack, she kicked out at the walls around her, fighting back at the constant pressure kneading around her mostly naked curves. His response was to squeeze up extra tight around her body, hugging her every single detail in a powerful grip that threatened to crush her on the spot. She couldn't fight against such strength, choosing instead to demand he cease what he was going right that moment.

"Letmmeeoutt!" she cried, her words all blending into one as she was steadily processed with every pumping flex around her.

It got faster and faster, rapidly squeezing down on her to test her integrity. Each one came with an extended slurrrch while he hugged her so tightly he could see her despairing expression through the skin of his sack. She held up for the moment, but that was nothing some extra-fearsome kneading couldn't fix. He sped things up, flexing harder, faster, getting her into a constant churn that efficiently liquefied her little by little. He could already see her tits starting to smooth over, her facial features growing less distinct. That didn't stop her from keeping up the complaints, even if she couldn't get any coherent words out anymore.

"Hmmm! Hmmmmmff! Hmmmf ... "

She was starting to trail off. He could feel her fading while she softened. The xenogon was snuffing the life out of her with his balls. Her voice was a faint murmur, replaced mostly by the gurgling and gargling of all the cum in her throat. She shuddered and shook, pushing out once last time as he broke down all her resistance, forcing her into a smoothing, rounding shape. She had no choice but to submit to his lustful appetite.

"Slosh for me, cat!" he shouted, growing belligerent as his pleasure rose to a peak. "Turn ... to ... fucking ... sludge!'

The pressure on her form amped up to greater and greater intensity until she finally had to give in. His nuts gave a sudden lurch inwards as he flattened her down with a tremendous GLSSSH, ending her existence all in one creamy clench. From there it was nothing more than the steady rumbles and sloshes of digestion that followed as he worked his flexing balls to smooth over and convert any solid bits of that former cat that remained. The image of her spotty face was already starting to appear on the surface of his sagging nuts, all on its own. She belonged to him, like all the others. He was already rubbing his cock, already surging with absolute delight at finishing her off. It was going to be even better to jizz her out.

As tempting as it was to do it right there, it seemed so unceremonious. It was just another access hall like all the others on that boring ship. Instead, he made his way to the same place she'd been going before he intercepted her. His balls bounced and loudly shook their creamy contents about while he walked. His cock throbbed so hard it was audible, squeezing out another shot of precum seemingly with every step. He wasn't going to last much longer, but he finally found his spot after some pacing, leaving a trail of juices all the way along.

Pointing his dick at the same airlock Rio and Mahiri had used to enter the station, Tar'Sin finally launched into an absolute frenzy of self-pleasure. Jerking off with a grunting, growling, even snarling cacophony emitting from him, he closed his eyes and lost himself in the moment. There was no better feeling. Such pretty kitties. They made for so much cum. His dick twitched in his grasp, almost jumping out of his grip as he tensed up all over. His balls pulled up tighter and tighter to his body, rapidly thumping as all that pent up pressure squeezed down on the heavy cum load inside them. It was like he hadn't jizzed in weeks.

Finally, there came his mighty roar as he sent that splattering load of former leopard pouring all over the walls. After that he allowed himself to moan. She felt good spraying out of his dick. The leopard made for sure potent, virile cum. It would have bred him a hundred xenogons - but instead, he just painted the walls, ceiling, and floor with it until he'd utterly flooded that chamber. Only when he had drained his balls back down to relatively regular, if still plump size and his cock stopped frantically flexing did he finally relax.

There was still more to rub out of his shaft, pouring it onto the floor to join the rest of the steaming puddle. The musk in there was thick enough to knock someone out - someone who wasn't used to it anyway. Tar'Sin just grinned and stepped back, smacking a button on a nearby control panel in the process. Thankfully, it hadn't shorted out after all the cumming and chaos. He stepped back as the doors sealed shut again, listening to the depressurization process. Soon after that, and all the jizz that used to be Mahiri was getting frozen and drifting off into space, lost in the void and forgotten. But for that pretty face on his balls, anyway.

From there, he stepped back into the newly empty station and made his way back to where he'd first consumed Rio. That communicator was still working. Tar'Sin gave it a few prods and eventually figured out how to connect back to the company that had sent them to investigate. He did his best to imitate the lion's voice, and ended up doing a pretty good job of it. Maybe melting him into spunk helped the xeno embody his mannerisms better.

"Situation normal. Minor communications outage. Will need a bigger repair team."

After that, it was time to sit back, kick up his feet, and await the delivery meals he'd ordered. No one was going to stop him until he decided he was satisfied, and his balls still had more room for faces and tally marks alike.