Saturday:
I was exploring the changes the symbiote brought not just to my body but to that of the women, my/our victims. Except for the specialized madness, the complete submersion of their will to whatever my needs, they seem to benefit from the alien infection as well. They recovered more quickly from my abuse with no signs of complications like infections.
They were by no means invulnerable or immortal in any way and they did die when their implanted egg was ready to hatch, or when it suited my purposes. I discovered I could take them closer to death and they would yet recover. This was not magic but the alien infection did benefit its female hosts although in ways far short of what it was doing for me.
Rose and Lena were my first examples / experiments as I learned how this all worked. The Saturday was the fifth day after I had claimed and implanted Lena. I had been watching Rose move around the house, her large uncontained breasts shifting in her soft sweater increasingly drawing my attention. I had her come stand before me and take off her top to show me the large pendulous shapes with prominent nipples. When I reached up and stroked one teat lightly the reaction was immediate, the pink flesh swelling and darkling to jut from her areola as she moaned softly. I felt my cock respond and knew it was time to use Rose again.
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Rose at 320 lb was very much a counterpoint to Lena. At something like 1/3 Roses mass Lena was a 70 plus year old stereotypical little old lady likely weighing 100 lb and very lean though for small breasts hers were still well-rounded. Fortunately Lena went by at that moment, carrying more bedding to wash since all the fucking was going through clean clothes and sheets quickly. Lena was of course doomed, the days ticking by since her alien implantation and though I wanted to use Rose, having some fun Lena as well would let me again put off implanting Rose. After so many years of wanting her sexually I was stalling her death sentence of implantation.
“Rose and Lena both of you desperate cunts strip naked and come to bed with me, now”
Since both had been well dosed with my alien enhanced cum within the last 24 hours there was a short pause by Lena, but no protests by either. Compliant, they stripped on command and then followed me into the room with the big waterbed. I flopped out in the middle of the bed with my legs wide and commanded Lena first. “Face down onto the bed between my legs you old slut, take the tip of my cock in your hungry mouth, and keep it there!”
My cock started soft, slowly swelling as her warm lips and tongue cradle the tip. I had Rose stretch out on the bed next to me on her side and turned my head slightly. “Get on your side Rose, move up the bed and put your fat saggy udder against my mouth.”
I rolled my upper body on the soft bed enough to take a grip on the large breast, feeding the tip of Rose’s nipple to my lips. I started gently sucking the firming nipple into my mouth, suckling at it as if it was the udder I had called it and could produce milk. My fingers dug into the soft mass of tit flesh squeezing and kneading at the soft and firmer textures of her breast. Rose was starting to moan and was leaning into me to push the massive breast all the more against my face.
As I got more aroused by the mouthful of tit I could feel my cock rapidly hardening and pushing deeper into Lena’s mouth. I steadily sucked harder and harder, working the turgid nipple deeper into my mouth and starting to bite lightly at the rim of the encircling areola. I reach down with my free hand gripping at Lena’s stringy hair and pushing down to put her face all the way onto my cock. Lena gagged a little but my cock was not yet so aroused that she could not cope with it, and in response to my jerking on her hair she began bobbing her head to further arouse my cock.
Rose was gasping and moaning softly as my stimulation of her nipple increased her arousal and then I gripped her breast as roughly as I could with the one hand. My fingers and thumb dug into the soft flesh. Rose whimpered at the sudden pain but leaned her breast against my face all the more into my grip. The change in pressure and shape of Rose’s breast pulled most of the teat out of my mouth so I had only the very tip still gripped when I bit down, my front teeth digging into the soft, sensitive skin. Rose cried out “Ow, that hurts, I need it!”
I bit harder, my teeth mauling at the soft bud of flesh. Lena gurgled on my cock and I yanked hard on her hair, pulling her face to my lower belly with the tip of my cock now well into her throat.
This was the moment I let myself go out of control, sucking Rose’s nipple deeper into my mouth and biting down very hard. Rose screamed loudly “Fuck that hurts!”
Yet even as Rose felt the pain I was aware of her belly and hip rolling towards me to pin Lena in place at my groin, Rose’s heavy leg across my thigh and Lena’s upper back. I felt Lena’s lips stretched around the wide flared base of my cock, her pointy chin pressing against my full, mismatched balls. I kept jerking roughly on Lena’s hair, keeping my cock mostly in her throat. I could feel the warm slime of drool spilling down my cock and oozing across my balls when I occasionally let her head lift enough for her to gasp for air before the head of my cock would again plug her throat.
I continued to savage Rose’s nipple with my teeth as she kept the large breast firmly pressed to my face. I got the teat to the side of my mouth and crushed down very hard, my molars digging into and cutting into soft sensitive flesh. I felt a first metallic taste of Rose’s blood and knowing the damage I was inflicting to her nipple fueled my arousal all the more.
I had relaxed my hand letting Lena’s head lift enough that even though my glans was still in her mouth a lot of drool and goo were being coughed up on me. Lena choked louder and a hot mess flooded across my cock and groin as she vomited. At that point I did not care if she threw up or could not breathe, I felt some hair tear loose between my fingers when I yanked her face back down fully onto my cock. At the same time I turned my head a little, sucking hard to get a thick mass of Rose’s nipple between my right canines. There was a mass of the fat and glands behind her nipple in my bite and I could tell I had a significant grip. Rose screamed loudly and rocked against me, still pressing to keep her breast at my face even as I did my best to destroy her nipple with my teeth. My front teeth met deep in her nipple and Rose screamed in pain, so deranged by the alien control I heard her cry out “YESSSss!”, putting me over the edge.
Lena seemed desperate for air, her throat rippling and gripping my fully held cock as my balls spasmed and I felt the thick goo spurt deep into her throat in place of the air she was desperate for. I did not care, all that mattered was the rippling pull on my cock and the wet bloody feel of the raw meat that was Rose’s nipple. Again and again I felt the thick goo squirting into Lena, my nerves jolting with symbiote enhanced pleasure, her reaction growing weaker as the mess flooded her body. Since Lena was already implanted, it was just ejaculate and alien fluids spurting. Rose was whimpering and crying when I finally slumped, spent with the mangled remains of her nipple still in my mouth.
I turned my bloody mouth partly from the tortured breast and told Rose ” Go ahead get some of that cum for yourself ” Rose eagerly complied, her mutilated nipple drawing a red streak down my chest and belly as it was her turn to yank on Lena’s hair, pulling the old woman’s face off my cock and greedily licking and sucking at the mess of drool, puke, and actual cum.
I wondered for a minute if the abuse had been enough to kill Lena but eventually while laying there limp with her drooling mouth on my thigh she began coughing and wheezing.
I got off the bed and went to clean up, leaving the women to deal with their own issues.
Sunday:
When I noticed Rose again the next afternoon she was still topless and was wearing a large patch band-aid across the nipple I had focused on the night before. I turned a nearby dining chair away from the table and called Rose over to me. A simple command of “Show me your nipple.” caused her to heft the heavy mass and gingerly pull off the covering. Sitting in the chair with my face very close to the sagging breast I found the tortured flesh I had made of her nipple very interesting. Livid bite marks and finger bruises covered the front of her pale breast, the entire areola of that nipple seeming red and inflamed around the tooth marks.
The areola was distorted and distended, sensitive flesh very swollen where the damage was the most focused. Some of the tooth marks had bled heavily enough to have freshly crusted dark scabs while other areas were still raw looking wounds with oozing spots and yellowish crusts of serum scabs.
Despite the roughly mutilated and swollen appearance of Rose’s nipple there was no visible sign of infection. The wounds were obviously healing and although her nipple would never be as smooth and symmetrical as it had been it was clear she was on the road to recovery.
My command to Rose was simple: “Put your hands on my shoulders and hold yourself up, stay standing here no matter what happens.”
Her reply showed some small mental resistance, as she had swallowed only a small part of the day be fore’s ejaculate. Most of the load had gone down Lena’s clenching throat. Rose could in no way resist though she knew I did not mean her well. “Please don’t, Gary. I want more but it already hurts so bad!”
I brought my mouth closer to the ragged flesh and commented “Yeah I’ll bet that’s pretty sore,” before I touch the very tip of my tongue to the crusted point of what had been Rose’s nipple. She whimpered “Bastard.” and stayed put, braced against my shoulders while I licked at the crusted blood and ooze until she screamed shrilly. I had pushed my mouth forward, sucking the mangled nipple into my mouth and biting down with my front teeth about halfway across the broad circle of the areola.
Rose screamed repeatedly, her grip on my shoulders tightening as she wobbled and tried to stay on her feet. My arms lifted to go around her oversized waist, pulling her towards me as my mouth crushed down on the injured teat. The sharp taste of blood and serum flooded my tongue, the hard crust of the healing scabbing opening on my licking tongue. I gave her no mercy, opening my mouth again as I pushed my face into her breast, sucking hard to get more of her tit into my mouth and bit down again, my teeth now around the edge of her areola.
I could barely breathe for the heavy mass soft across my face as I ground my teeth inside Rose’s living, tortured breast, chewing hard to do the most possible damage. I realized I was growling like an animal, a deep counterpoint to her shrill screams. I was almost choking on the soft mass of torn flesh, fat, and glands welling into my mouth as I kept biting. Rose was shuddering and sobbing, barely staying on her feet when I finally pulled my head back, my clenched jaw drawing my teeth through the ragged meat until the heavy weight of her pendulous breast dragged the nipple out of my mouth, a small chunk tearing off between my teeth.
Rose’s legs were giving out and she dropped suddenly to her knees before me, replacing my view of the mangled breast with her sobbing tear-stained face. She was so in the grip of my control she was shoving a hand under her hanging belly, pushing her fingers in towards her hidden cunt. I growled again and spat the little bit of nipple into her face, seeing the small piece of raw bloody meat clinging to her cheek before sliding away.
I was hungry and aroused, my lust fueled by the savage treatment. I shoved Rose’s shoulders, sending her falling back before me and lunged off the chair to straddle her fat rounded belly. I looked down at her jolting bloody breast as she came to a stop crying out with pain, shock, and likely frustration over her aborted attempt to masturbate. I leaned forward, my very rapantly erect cock in her wide, soft cleavage and grabbed both breasts with my hands, fingers digging into the torn and intact nipples as I crushed the breasts together on my cock.
Rose’s leaking blood and fluid mixed with my own already seeping pre-cum to lubricate my hard swollen, veined shaft as I roughly humped her cleavage, my heavy scrotum dragging across her sternum. My knuckles dug into both of her breasts, partially supporting my weight as I roughly fucked her tits, the dark swollen tip of my cock almost reaching her chin each time I thrust forward
My fingernails were digging into the mangled meat of the mess I had made of her right breast as well as clawing at her intact nipple with much less dramatic damage. I rode Rose’s heaving chest for probably just a dozen ramming thrusts before the pressure deep in my groin peaked. My balls, both the natural one and the alien one spasmed together, and I fell forward on Rose with the wide flared, blood smeared tip of my cock going into her screaming mouth before my hands hit the floor in sort of a push-up position.
Rose screams stopped in a gurgle when my cock filled her mouth and pushed down into the top of her throat, the first heavy bolus of cum spurting into her windpipe before my sperm jetting glans went down her throat. Rose reacted with a violent bout of coughing that was silenced when my belly and groin pinned my cock down fully in her throat. I shuddered in place, spasming balls on Rose’s chin, the thick surges of goo pumping through Rose’s lips.
I think my orgasm caught the symbiote off guard, since I had worked up to the moment with my cock not inside Rose, so again she narrowly escaped being implanted. I ran out of cum, the thrusting of my hips slowing to a stop and I slumped there breathing hard. Rose was choking and shivering under me, her senses flooded in pain, air running out and her throat full of cum and cock.
I finally rolled aside off Rose, my slowly softening cock dragging out through her mouth, letting her cough and wheeze as large amounts of goo and drool leaked across her face and puddled on the floor.
I pushed up on my knees turning to look down at her mutilated breast. Rose’s large, side-sagging pendulous breast was no longer a mirrored symmetrical shape with her intact tit. Her nipple and areola were now a ragged mess of bloody meat, trails of blood smeared across both her breasts and her face as evidence of the brutal treatment. I licked my bloody lips grinning down as I commented: “Yeah, that may not heal quickly.”