Broken and Alone

   //Bursa, Infested, Ivaratar, Rape, Mind-break, Pregnancy/Birth, Gangbang, Incest//

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An ancient Orokin ship, riddled with Infestation, buzzed with activity. Ancients, Infested Chargers, Infested Moa, Runners, and Crawlers alike circled around the base of an old dead tree that sprouted from the base of the Orokin wall. A lone Infested Bursa, one of the very few of it's kind, viciously threw itself at the lone Tenno Operative pinned to the base of the tree and repeatedly speared it's meter long phallus into her womb. The cries for help, the crying, and the shouting had all faded over the last forty-eight hours of non-stop penetration.
  Ivara had succumbed to the feeling of helplessness and lonesomeness. Her body had gone numb, yet her mental prowess was far too durable to simply give up. One after another the Infested had their way with her body. Anus, vagina, mouth, it didn't matter to them. Any hole they could manage to fit their cock into they did, and they did it relentlessly and without mercy.
  The Bursa was king of the bunch, it didn't matter who was having their fun, if it wanted another round the others dispersed without a fight. Though harsh, their torment never physically harmed Ivara. Her labia so used and abused it constantly spread wide open, and her anus so often plugged with flesh that it couldn't properly close, though still she remained unharmed.
  "Why aren't they killing me?" A thought that Ivara constantly pondered and fumbled over. "Please kill me." She repeated again and again in her mind.
  Over the course of the following months the answer became clearer and clearer to her as her stomach visibly bulged and grew. The kicking from within her uterus was a clear sign of their intent, though how long they would allow her to live after giving birth was a question that burned in her mind. Nutrients and fresh water was at a constant supply through the tree which had embedded into her skin, and although painful it was nothing compared to the mental anguish she felt over the constant raping of her mouth, pussy, and anus.
  The contractions were a pain she had never felt before, her insides were sweltering and her anguished cries echoed through the vast room. An innumerable line of Infested watched her agony from trees, balconies, and platforms scattered throughout the main chamber. The Bursa's corrupted beeps and boops only further irritated and enraged Ivara as her breathing slowed and became erratic. The pain briefly subsided and relief washed over Ivara, but before she could enjoy the moment, another wave more intense than the last struck with a ferocity like no other. Ivara pushed with all her might and ejected her young from her body. Sheer horror flooded her face as the child kicked and screamed. A half child, half Bursa monstrosity wobbled and stumbled between her loins, attempting to stand on all four of it's fleshy metallic feet. Ivara's jaw fell agape and she stared but for a brief moment before slouching against the base of the tree and losing consciousness.
  Ivara awoke sixteen days after falling into a coma to find the usual circle of Infested gone, in fact the entire chamber was void of any activity save for the Bursa, and the monster she had given birth to. The child stirred and rose on all fours, it's form towered over the Infested Bursa by a large margin. It was like staring into a mirror. The Warframe portion of the child took upon the exact appearance of it's mother, while the lower half extended rearward into a fleshy and metallic mess of a Bursa. While the beast unsightly, the pink and white striped socks which covered the abomination's four legs and tied with a white ribbon around it's thighs piqued Ivara's interest more than anything.
  "Can you speak?" Asked Ivara, her voice weak and raspy.
  The abomination stepped over Ivara's bound body and shoved the head of it's immense phallus against the gaping maw which yet still vaguely resembled her genitals. A pink and white sock, equally as interesting, covered it's penis and tied around the base of it's shaft which was promptly removed and tossed aside. Ivara groaned and screamed, more in hatred than pain, as her own child ravaged her worn body. The abomination stared down at Ivara with her own face which seemed more than pleased at the current scenario. The beast lifted Ivara's legs vertically, a purposeful act which tightened Ivara's canal around the horse-like phallus. The dong's preputial ring rolled in and out of Ivara's vagina with every thrust, stimulating her g-spot and sending wave after wave of unwanted pleasure through her body.
  The creature bucked inward and rammed the head of it's phallus into Ivara's womb, an act which ceased to cause pain after having been done so many times before. Multiple streams of fresh semen flooded into Ivara and warmed her to the very core. The Bursa was next, giving Ivara no time to rest. Ivara's child left it's home and was immediately replaced by a smaller, yet still comparatively huge penis. The Bursa assumed it's position and buried it's cock deep within Ivara's womb. The head of the Bursa's organ flared and stretched her insides to accommodate, then it began it's assault on her womb. The pleasurable waves continued to flow, and Ivara found herself welcoming them with open arms.
  "Ivaratar." Mumbled Ivara as her body limply bounced back against the tree with every thrust.
  A new Bursa, equally as infested as the last, rolled into eyesight from a small hole in the eastern wall. It's phallus hung and drug across the ground behind it, oozing a trail of translucent liquid. The Ivaratar leaped into action, it's cock flailing and flexing against it's underbelly the entire way, and mounted the Bursa. After a brief pause to steady it's organ, the Ivaratar plunged itself balls deep within the Bursa's anus.
  "SKRrrchEEEE."
  The Ivaratar took hold of the Bursa's gun for balance and rode it hard. Every attempt at escape resulted in the Ivaratar following and further impaling itself inside of the Bursa's synthetic pussy. For the entire duration of the rape, the Ivaratar stared at it's mother with a seemingly insatiable lust. Then, as if timed, both of the Bursa's released their seed within their corresponding partners. A thick, creamy torrent of semen gushed from the Bursa's hole and splattered against the floor. Meanwhile, Ivara released a series of unexpected moans as the warmth of fresh semen once again ushered a new age of mixed emotions through her mind. The Bursa quickly removed it's penis from her womb, an act Ivara reluctantly found herself hating, and allowed the next in line to proceed.
  An ancient, as thick as it was tall, lumbered up to Ivara and fell atop her body. A mess of thick wriggling masses entered into her and twisted, pulled, and pushed against her womb. The Ancient's body thrashed for a full minute then ended as it's ejaculation quickly subsided. It then stood and lumbered off, disappearing around a corner and leaving Ivara wanting more.
  "Please, come to Mommy." Beckoned Ivara with her arms outstretched towards her child.
  The Ivaratar obliged in it's mother's request and once more plunged it's cock into the depths of Ivara's womb. A warm and happy sensation filled Ivara with joy, so she took her daughter's hands in her own and interlaced their fingers. Her eyes closed and her neck craned back to rest on a raised root, and there she laid basking in the brilliance of the monumental cock that her ruined canal housed.
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