- Breath xenomorph. Part 1
- Breath xenomorph. Part 2
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that a few more seconds - and the unfortunate shred of the mother slip down the girl's elegant smooth legs.
Running half way, Ripley was pretty tired. The fight with the monster and the constant tension took a huge amount of power. Sweat was already pouring down her skin. Her bare legs, arms, abdomen, and neck gleamed distinctly even in such dim lighting. The light T-shirt quickly got wet and stuck to the body, dark circles of nipples shone through a thin layer of matter. Tight tight ass panties soak in moisture and huddled between the buttocks. But the girl did not pay any attention to it - the elevator doors were already looming ahead.
When she was only twenty meters from the target, Ripley heard a hellish wail behind her. The ugly monster was trying to catch up with the elusive prey.
- Aah! - uttering a long cry, Ripley went to the final spurt.
Immediately striking the call button, Ripley clung to the elevator and looked around. In the depths of the corridor, a huge black shadow was moving swiftly, for a few more seconds - and she would overtake the unfortunate girl.
Ripley squeezed between the opening flaps of the elevator and began frantically beating the button of the second level. With unbearable sluggishness, the doors finally began to close, only a few centimeters remained when the black clawed hand slipped inside the booth. With a loud cry, Ripley jerked away from the door and pressed into the far corner. The creature managed only to cling to the girl’s wet jersey. The thin fabric with a bang began to tear apart. To death, the terrified girl watched in horror as her shirt was being ripped off gradually: her small, pointed breasts appeared, and the creature continued to pull. A few more painfully long moments - and matter finally could not stand it. The vile paw jerked back and disappeared along with the remnants of the torn shirt.
Ripley stood with her back pressed against the cold wall of the elevator. Her eyes were still wide open after the horror she had experienced, her breathing was heavy and intermittent. The body was shaking, sweat dripping slowly over the pale skin. With a monotonous buzz, the elevator continued to rise to the next level. Ripley wiped sweat from her forehead and stared at her bare chest with nipples sticking to excitement.
“Ah, I'm almost naked now,” she thought out of place.
Ripley even managed to relax a little under the uniform noise of a working elevator, but this calm lasted quite a bit. Suddenly something grunted, the cabin jerked, and then stopped altogether.
“Damage to the elevator shaft,” came the warning of the on-board computer from the speaker.
- What?! - Ripley startled. - What other damage ?!
She rushed to the control panel and began to quickly press the buttons, but her emotionless voice only repeated her message once more. Again, start the elevator failed.
- Heck! - Ripley with anger kicked on the wall.
Putting her hands on the elevator door, for several seconds she tried to collect her thoughts. Then she looked up sharply and walked over to the control panel.
- Emergency opening of the cabin. Manual mode, - said the same colorless voice.
Ripley clung tightly to the elevator doors and began to push them.
- Ughhh! The girl moaned, straining every muscle in her body.
Several large drops of sweat rolled down the bare back and disappeared into a hollow between small buttocks. Another effort - and the doors snapped. Ripley pushed them a bit further and examined the result. The elevator did not get to one of the technical levels of the ship, but it was relatively easy to get out. At least, she does not need to climb into the cold elevator shaft.
Ripley crouched a little and then jumped, clutching at the edge above. She had to squeeze between the doors of the elevator, thus being on the next level of the ship.Holding her fingers to the floor grate, she spread her legs and pressed them against the walls of the elevator.
The last spurt - and Ripley was already lying on her stomach on the scorchingly cold floor. Under the weight of the body, small breasts and nipples pressed into a dirty steel grate. Now I had to tighten my lower body.
Ripley was already beginning to crawl forward, when she felt that her panties had caught on some kind of protrusion. She wanted to fix them, but in this position it was almost impossible.
“Oh ...” the girl sighed painfully and climbed forward again.
As she moved, her panties slowly began to crawl down: the gum rose on the rounded mounds and was in the middle of her ass. Ripley tried to raise her pelvis, but everything turned out to be useless. Having made another jerk, the girl felt that her panties were already on the hips. When she finally got out completely, her unfortunate white piece of matter remained in the elevator car.
“Well, to hell with them,” Ripley said softly, getting to her feet.
In the dim light of the lamps, a pair of naked buttocks and a smoothly shaved pubis of the girl flashed.
"Now, consider it completely naked," she thought, glancing at the sneakers remaining on her.
Ripley decided to change her original plan: now she was going to move directly to the rescue shuttle. But because of the elevator breakdown, she had to climb another couple of dozen meters by herself. Barely oriented on the spot, Ripley went to look for a passage to the fire escape.
As she ran, the cold air of the ship blew pleasantly on her sweaty, bare legs, breasts with brown nipples, neat little ass and pubis. She could not worry about a cold: either she would have time to get to the shuttle and would lie down in the anabiosis chamber, or the monster would reach her and finish off.
Ripley opened the door with a red stripe and turned on the interior lighting. Vertically upwards a ladder painted yellow was leaving. The girl exhaled loudly and put her foot on the crossbar. Milky-white thighs and bare buttocks, which in turn shrank in time to body movements, quickly flickered in the twilight.
Having successfully reached the second level, Ripley carefully opened the door and looked into the corridor. It was completely quiet and calm, as if nothing had happened on the ship. But Ripley again became uneasy, fear with a new force flared somewhere inside her and began to spread out all over her body.
With a tremor in her legs, Ripley stepped across the threshold and moved cautiously along the corridor. Having crossed a few meters, she noticed the door to the compartment in the life-support compartment. There, the water was processed from the cooling system, and then went to the needs of the crew. Ripley suddenly felt a strong attack of thirst, which eclipsed even her fear.
She went to the door, pressed a button and hid behind the nearest corner. There was a faint hissing - the doors slid open. With her eyes wide open, Ripley froze in her cover. Everything was still quiet. She slowly crouched down. Something hard suddenly poked into her bare defenseless ass. Ripley flinched from a wave of fear, but coped with herself. It was just the valve of one of the pipes that ran along the entire wall. The girl automatically ran her hand over her wet buttocks from sweat, leaving a dirty strip on the white halves.
Ripley decided to get out of her dark corner. Fearing to rise to his full height, she covered the distance to the door literally on all fours. However, she tried not to touch the floor with her knees in order to produce less noise. In this strange pose, her butt was turned up: the buttocks smeared in the dirt moved apart, revealing the dark opening of the anus hidden between them. Just below were the outlines of the protruding labia.
Creeping up to the open doorway, she carefully peered inside the compartment. The room was quite spacious and bright, compared to the rest of the ship. A hefty creature that was an order of magnitude larger than a man, it was difficult to hide here. But recalling the recent clash, Ripley prudently examined the ceiling.
It seems everything was clean. Ripley rose to her full height and slipped quietly inside.Locking the doors, she rushed to the water distribution unit. She was interested in a number of thick tubes that ran outside the complex device. The massive nut did not give in immediately, but Ripley dealt with it. In the next instant, water spilled over the white surface of the control panel.
Ripley grabbed a thick transparent tube and eagerly wrapped her lips around her. By quenching her thirst, she directed the jet right on her face. After a long race, she finally felt the long-awaited relief. The cool flow of water pleasantly caressed the heated body. Ripley ran her hand over her bare breasts, hooking on her swollen brown nipples, her fingers gently stroking her flat stomach.
“What the hell am I still stuck here? - Ripley startled. “An alien monster is chasing me, and I enjoy some cool water.”
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Hello! I like this movie and your story is good! I am pleased to read the sequel !!! :)
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My dialogues, and the author trottochii.
- Where is porn?
— ... ?
“Well, porn, where she was repulsed by a stranger or something else like that.”
— ... ?
- Here it is, almost undressed to the panties, ran to the partition, and behind it was a monster, and catching her began to fuck.
— ...
- Lan everything is clear.
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Want to make the second part of the paid? It is the same volume, and there is solid hardcore.
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Well, make a paid (me on the drum), but that's what's the point. What is written in your first part doesn’t pull on an Emmy award either. And the fact that other authors sometimes write here will probably be ten times more hardcore than your epus ... So if there is something to lay out, then lay out, but no, there is nothing to breed here, and to frighten people with paid stories. Take the example of the author "Darii" and his "Through the Looking Glass." There he made the eighth part of the paid ... and that, that either has changed, but nothing. It just got a little uncomfortable that one part is missing, that's all.
PY.SY.
Although the idea itself is not bad. What is that is, and here you will not argue, and without comments, concerning it.
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And nothing that the title clearly states the first half of the story? It is difficult to guess that if there is “Part 1”, then a logical continuation will follow? Why the hell do some complaints suddenly go right away? Do not like it, so go read the hardcore "epuses" of other authors. Otherwise, such claims that the authors owe you something else. Fucking thank you, just fucked up, how motivated to lay out something else.
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Judging by the “first” part, “this” can stretch the chapters into fifty pages one by one, without writing anything worthwhile.
Py. Sy.
The arguments ended and went mate. Do not take criticism so emotionally, the last nerve cell is not restored.
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Do not listen to durik requiring only hardcore. Everything is pleasantly and sensually readable by you. The disposition is set perfectly and smoothly, the description of women's affairs in your performance perfectly turns you on. I really like.
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Tremere, you do not argue with people, just do your job, start a good one, wait for the continuation :) well done
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With the dimensions of the ship, they overdid it a bit, “there was not” hundreds of meters for running (length: 243, 8 m., Width: 164, 6 m., Height: 72, 05 m.) And all of this is mostly packed with equipment, also there are only 3 decks and there was never a talk about the elevator. There was also a platform which he towed, but I understand that it was impossible to get there.
In general, the idea is good, but let the heroine relax a little, before the storm, and given the horror that is going on with her, erotica just does not climb.
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If you want to make money - write about incest, this is more popular here, I didn’t get close to the time spent writing
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Beautiful syllable. Ripley's description is exciting) and imagine her graceful little ass in white panties ...) mmm ...
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