monster. She was supposed to be terrified, but instead she felt real lust.

A long dick rhythmically plunged between the quivering white buttocks. Stretched to the limit ring of the anus tightly covered thick shiny trunk. Abundantly foreign mucus indecently munched in an already thoroughly broken back hole and ran down Ripley's trembling legs. When the creature moved backwards, the girl's rectum nearly twisted outward, but was immediately driven inside with a powerful jolt.

The excitement was simply unbearable. Ripley put her hands on the glass more and suddenly she gave herself backwards to meet the monstrous penis.

- Aaaah, yes! - Ripley moaned, to the limit of her back hole sitting on a member of a stranger.

Literally growling from pain and lust, Ripley continued to actively move her hips, pleasing her ass to the monster that was raping her. Pushing her hands away from the glass and slightly squatting, she quickly entered the rhythm. More and more: she wanted to see how her belly was bursting with a huge half-meter cock from the inside.

The station staff who watched all this clearly did not expect this. Professor Scott felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he did not know where to go. Women talked quietly among themselves and even giggled.

- Wow, yes she is a real space whore! - Director Erton said loudly. - In vain you were afraid, professor.

Ripley was no longer bothered by the fact that an alien monster was fucking her in front of a whole dozen people, and she frankly waved her little, lewd ass.

"Yes, look at me, you bastards, look!" Thought Ripley, getting even more excited by these thoughts.

The movements of the member in her ass accelerated, the creature was clearly going to stop and did not regret Ripley's poor ass.

- Aaargh! She cried loudly. - Damn, my ass!

Her anal hole seemed to be burning with fire, but she was already close to orgasm. Ripley felt like a stranger pulled her ass over the very base of a huge cock and began to pump sperm into it. Her belly instantly swelled from several liters of thick dense fluid.

Ripley finally jumped off a member who had drilled her ass for so long, and collapsed to the floor. She got on all fours, feeling unbearable spasms in her stomach. In the next instant, a stream of milky white liquid rushed out of her broken back hole. Ripley began to push, trying to squeeze the remaining sperm from someone else's bowels, and a powerful wave of orgasm immediately swept over her trembling body. In between attacks, she had time to think how fucking it should look from the side. For a moment, she even had a crazy idea: lie down on her back, spread her legs wide and masturbate right in front of everyone.

“Have you seen enough?” The professor asked Erton. “Can you already put the individual of a stranger back in the camera?”

“Yes, go ahead, Professor,” Erton answered with a grin.

On the ceiling of the camera for experiments, there were special rails, along which a massive mobile installation with manipulators moved. She drove through the open doors of the airlock and stopped over a stranger who was sitting on the floor and moving his languid, long head sluggishly. Someone else quietly squealed when his gray body was surrounded by gray tentacles of manipulators. He was immediately torn away from the floor, where he could only swing his limbs helplessly. Still sluggish monster was thrown into a mobile cage and taken to the place where the rest of his relatives were kept.

When the airlock doors slammed, guards and two technicians entered the cell. They sat Ripley in a chair and rolled out into the corridor.

“Mr. Erton, I have to notice that your“ experiment ”was completely senseless and dangerous,” Professor Scott said indignantly.

“Oh, come on, professor,” the director answered in a condescending tone. “Now we know for sure that these creatures perceive her as a female.”Yes, and the spectacle turned out great, will be what to show the board of directors.

At that moment a young assistant ran up to the professor with a unrolled holographic tablet:

“Professor Scott, here came the latest research data on experimental muscle tissue,” she said hastily.

“I'll see later, Nancy,” Scott dismissed, intending to return to the conversation with the director.

But then he was interrupted by a call on the radio from the head of security, Cooper.

- What? The professor said irritably. - I'm busy right now!

“We have a problem,” said Cooper sharply. - Ellen Ripley ran away.

Ten minutes later, Scott, Erton, Cooper, the guards, and several technicians gathered at the intersection of two central corridors, where everything happened.

- How could this happen? - asked Erton at the battered guard, half of whose face was represented by one solid bruise. “She was barely alive when you took her!”

“I don't know, she just jumped up and slammed my partner into the wall, then snatched his baton and hit me in the face.” After that, I passed out and did not see anything further. Her strength was simply inhuman: Harvey, after all, weighs a hundred kilograms, and she tossed him like a plush toy.

- Wait ... - Professor Scott, opened his tablet and began to view the data that the assistant had just sent to him. - Yeah, her muscle tissue ...

- What's wrong with her? - clarified Erton.

“New fibers appeared with unknown proteins ...” the professor muttered, trying to make sense of the report data, “... there is a completely different mechanism of muscle contraction.

“Get to the point, Professor,” said Erton. - How much has she become?

“It’s naturally far away from strangers: their metabolism is radically different,” began Professor Scott. - It is difficult to say, but in any case it is limited by the mass of its own body and the available energy reserves. It is unlikely that her strength and endurance could more than doubled, the changes are not yet very significant.

“I'll take five people,” said Security Chief Cooper. - That should be enough.

- And you are not so boring! - cheerfully said Erton.

“I don’t think this is a suitable excuse for fun,” Scott grumbled.

Ten minutes later, Director Erton called the security chief to find out how the matter was progressing.

“We have a number of difficulties,” Cooper replied succinctly, as always.

- What else could be the difficulty? - surprised Erton. - We are at a closed station that sticks out right on the surface of Titan - there is no place to even run!

“Part of the security cameras went down, and we cannot pinpoint the location of Ellen Ripley.

- Wow, more surprises! - almost happily said Erton. - What is this day today? Well, have you already figured out something?

“She attacked a maintenance worker, took his overalls and a set of tools,” Cooper reported. “It may be hiding in greenhouses or technical rooms.”

- What did you say about the cameras? - winced Erton. “How could this ever happen?”

- Our experts say that it could be a diversion.

“Fuck, Cooper!” You are just killing me, why do you need to pull everything out of you with tongs? Get a quick look at your video surveillance system and send all people to search for Ripley.

- But we can not throw posts ...

- You can, leave only the bare minimum! “Erton was already getting angry. - Follow!

- Yes, sir.

Ripley had long understood that something unusual was happening to her body. Of course, it was obvious that she had been subjected to various tests and analyzes for several days without a reason. But besides this, she herself felt the changes taking place with her. In the hospital ward there was simply nothing to do, out of boredom, she decided to take up physical exercise. Soon, she discovered that she could continuously push-ups from the floor for a whole day. Fatigue, though felt, but passed pretty quickly.

Having stopped in time, Ripley decided not to show her incredible results anymore. She limited herself to normal human norms and no longer exceeded them. In addition, she constantly wanted to eat, but she was never denied food.

When she, all smeared with sperm and mucus of an alien creature, was taken out into the corridor again, she firmly decided to try to escape. There could be no other chance like that. When she was taken to the intersection, she braced herself and jumped up from her chair. Everything turned out to be much simpler than she expected: the guards did not expect such a turn of events and did not even have time to get a weapon, and the laboratory technicians were just standing apart.

The station turned out to be even larger than it was originally intended. Judging by the designations, there were as many as nine levels, going deep into the thickness of the ice of Titan. Ripley ran through several sections and came across a worker who most likely did not even know what the company was doing for the experiments. He stared in amazement at the pretty battered woman in the hospital robe. Ripley knocked him out with just one good punch.

Hiding in the toilet, she put herself in order and changed into the mined uniform of a maintenance worker. She did not have any definite, well thought out plan. She only needed to hope for her new strength, professional skills and good luck. At such a huge station it is impossible to keep everything under control, which means she had a chance to get to any transport or communication terminal with the outside world.

When she got out of the closet at the station, the impassive female voice of artificial intelligence suddenly rang out: “Attention, a biological threat! Violation of quarantine! To all the station staff, except for the energy and life support duty systems, immediately return to their cabins! ”

Note.

One scene is based on 3D animation about Ellen Ripley's “Damnation”, by defilerofwaifu.