Haydee story 2

Haydee didn't know how long she'd been out. It could've been minutes, hours, maybe even days, but when she woke up, she was somewhere different, and her entire body ached.

Why did her body ache so bad? She roots through her memory banks, trying to remember, when... Oh, yeah. The last thing she had on file was the refuelling room. The memory of the hoses filling her nearly to burst sent a ghost of pleasure shivering down her body, and her hand instinctively rushed to squeeze her breast, discovering that they were still at least twice as large as before. Checking her rear, it too was fatter, still inflated with fuel that wobbled in her reservoirs when she walked.

Her new dimensions might cause some problems, she thinks, but she has little choice but to continue and hope things work out. Figuring out how to move with her generous proportions, she squeezes through the door and starts to explore again. Thankfully, the next room is mostly open, with a long table lined with chairs in the middle, a ventilation shaft in the wall. She reaches for her pistol, but finds nothing. Whatever moved her here either forgot it, or left her unarmed for a reason. She heads to the other side cautiously and tries the door, the control panel flashing red, locked.

Before Haydee can think of what to do next, she hears a noise above her, like claws on metal, wheeling around to see what possibly could've made that noise. Nothing... at least, nothing that she can see. Carefully, she starts heading back the way she came, when a crash from above makes her jump with surprise. Twisting around to see the noise, her oversized body shifting and wobbling, she freezes in fear when the creature enters her gaze.

The quadrupedal animal was almost her size, two red eyes peering at her from the center of the table. It was the size of her torso, covered in hair, with a tail around eight inches long raised up in the air. Sensing its malice, Haydee runs for the door, but it dashes forwards and blocks her off, growling. She makes a break for the vent, the beast in close pursuit as she pulls the cover from the cramped space, getting on her hands and knees and trying to crawl in, when she hits something, getting stuck. Panicking, she looks around the vent frantically trying to see what was stopping her when she realizes that her full, firm breasts are what's keeping her out.

Squishing her breasts against her chest and worming herself inside, her torso now fits, albeit very very snugly, but now her ass and thighs have her stuck halfway in, halfway out. She hears the beast's claws clicking against the floor, closer and closer, until she can feel it's hot breath on her ass. Scrambling to escape, finding no handholds to pull herself deeper, Haydee feels... nothing? Whatever this strange fluffy creature was, it wasn't attacking her. In fact, it was sniffing her. Specifically, it was sniffing her ass, poking and prodding with its nose, moving to licking after it pushes it's snout between her squishy, gelatinous cheeks, taking a deep sniff, then snorting.

After that, it scaled her massive ass, trying to get it's arms around her waist, claws poking into her synth-flesh and panting. Haydee feels something warm and sticky grow against her body, reigniting her attempts to escape. He starts humping her, the warm thing rubbing against her puckered hole before the tip finds it, penetrating as Haydee buzzes and whirrs in shock. He starts thrusting his hips hungrily, shoving his shaft into her down to the knot, her pillowy flesh rippling every time he reaches his end.

She kicks her legs, trying to get away, but it's no use, her almost motherly size preventing that. No going forwards and definitely no going back. Haydee starts blushing, the creature's strange, stiff hose and rapid pace feel as good or better than the ones she had experienced just earlier. Her buzzes and whirrs quickly turn into hums and moans, the simple act of touching her skin turning nearly orgasmic. Shivers start running up her back, down into her legs and into her feet, her legs thrashing not in an attempt to escape, but in pleasure.

The creature's forelegs were locked securely around her waist, body engulfed between her bountiful ass as it pounded away, every time his knot kisses her tight port sending sparks through her frame. She grips him, milking the pre from his engorged shaft, building up inside her as an orgasm mounts. Pushing her hips back into him, she cums, thrashing and moaning as her port clamps tight around him, he too reaching his peak and shoving forwards, knot slipping into her body and swelling, bringing on a second, more powerful orgasm. He begins "refuelling" Haydee in his own special way, thick white spurts of cum filling her.

She shudders, recovering slowly, deeply enjoying the warmth that fills her up bit by bit. His hips and legs shiver as his poor blue balls are finally relieved, the contents of which now reside in Haydee, oozing out around his knot, soaking into the groin of her leotard and running over her slit before pooling on the floor. She squishes and rubs her breasts, blocking the majority of her vision in the vent, trying to squeeze out every last little burst of sexual energy from their coupling before his tie ends. Some time later, his knot shrinks, and he pulls it from her body with a pop. She reaches another orgasm, Haydee's processors overloaded in a lustful miasma, unable to think straight.