It was a mid summer night in the Big Apple and April O'neil was just getting home to an empty apartment, her white boots clicking against her hardwood floors as she strode to her sofa setting her handbag down. 

            "What a day...First that bank robbery then Vernon tries to get me to run that piece against the Turtles..." She sighed running a hand through her auburn hair, it was almost time for a trim she thought to herself as she opened up her refrigerator the silky locks cascading past her ears and frustratingly into her face. With a huff she tucked it back behind her left ear as she plucked out the chinese take out box walking back to the sofa with a fork to enjoy the cold contents.

Reaching out with her free hand she grasped the remote and clicked the T.V. on to catch her report for the 8 o'clock news.

            " Thanks Vernon always focusing on my chest aren't you?" She cursed her camera man, and sure enough her ample 36DD's were in the center of his shot, kept in place barely by her satin  jump suit, the zipper pulled down showing a gracious amount of skin. Her toes curled angrily, the soft slouch socks that covered them were lightly dampened from being contained in her white boots in the summer. "That insufferable man this is the last straw i swear it"  she huffed clicking the television off with the remote and gasped startled.  In the blacked out screen reflection stood a host of foot ninjas, henchmen for the Dimension X villain Shredder.  Her wide panicked eyes spotted ten of them, each with their clan's emblem on their hoods. 

            "What do you want?" She whimpered her full bottom lip quivering in fear.  Her slender hand reaching for her purse for her communicator to call the Turtles.  There was the sound of a blade cutting air as a throwing knife pierced her purse the communicator stabbed through.  Silently and nimbly one of the warriors bounded over the sofa and stood before her cornering her against the television, in one hand he held a breathing mask, one slender aluminum tank hung beneath the clear rubber mask. 'Chloroform!' she thought her eyes widening 'Got to get away...Find help before they get that mask on me!'  She inhaled sharply and turned to her right to run, her heels sliding against the wood floor finding no traction, a gloved hand reached out and wove its way into her mass of red hair tugging back sharply her eyes clinched shut her mouth open screaming in pain and alarm. The ninja fit the mask over her nose and mouth depressing a button, a steady flow of the gas entering the reporter's system, the scent was thick and sickly sweet. She moaned softly as she tasted it, her eyes beginning to roll back into her head she struggled and shook against the ninja's grip his hand releasing the grasp on her hair, his careless gaze watching her as she fell to her knees coughing trying desperately to find fresh air her DD's swaying as she crawled on her hands and knees to the door, a booted foot nudged her over onto her back

            "Please no..." She begged as the man stooped over her applying the gas again, April tried to struggle but one of his companions caught her chin holding it in place for the mask to do it's work. April did her best to hold her breath but it was futile and she was gulping in the sedative at this point from her panting. She felt hands lift her into the air and felt her body be slung over the shoulder of a Foot member before she lost total consciousness.

            April's head was heavy and felt as though it was in a vice as well as spinning when she awoke.  She tried to move her arms but a cold, sterile metal band held her down upon a surgical table.  She gasped and struggled, twisting and turning her whole body upon the table but the same kind of bands held her ankles and wrists, the bands conforming snugly around her white leather boots. Her 36 DDs bounced and flopped with her movement as she fought against what held her to the lab table.  Around her the sounds of flasks bubbling and computers chiming filled the sterile room, directly in front of her in her line of vision was a large two way mirror. In it's reflection she could see the lab doors in the rear slide to the side allowing Shredder's two mutants Rocksteady and Bebop to pile into the lab, following them was Shredder himself. 'Oh no...I'm in the Technodrome!' she realized, the Shredder and Krang's home base of operations.

            "Evening Mrs. O'neil, I hope you're comfortable? I must apologize ahead of time because you will be missing your 11 o'clock report." The villain sneered as he stepped towards a control panel along the wall pressing a few buttons.

            "Let me go you creep! The Turtles will come for me you know that!" 

            "The Turtles? Those empty headed slime-balls don't know the new location of our Techno-Drome this time. And your pesky communicator was destroyed remember?"  The Shredder chuckled to himself. His gruff voice made even more raspy by the mask he used to hide his lower face, it sent shivers down April's spine.  There was the familiar hiss of the door peeling to the side but no footsteps followed in or went out, April assumed in was Shredder's boss: The Inter-Dimensional pirate Krang, a mad genius in his own right but really nothing physically more than a floating brain with weak tentacles that could only grasp levers or mash buttons. He left Shredder to do most of the heavy duty work. 

            "Hello hello O'neil, I hope that you're being kept entertained?" The brain quipped as he floated over a sheet on the counter peeling it back revealing an array of tools: Pokers, scalpels, drills and syringes filled with an array of colorful liquids.  April struggled weakly seeing them tears brimming her in her big brown eyes, her breasts heaving, the bottoms of her tender mounds of flesh pressing roughly against the metal bands. Shredder's hand reaching out, roughly mauling one  in his palm letting fingers dig into it eliciting a cry of pain from the woman.  "Easy now Shredder, don't harm those milk bags, my offspring are going to need them"  Krang ordered.

            'Milk bags?  Offspring? What are they going to do?' April felt a warm twinge in her pussy, her nether lips becoming slick her breasts swelling in anxious anticipation. She opened her mouth to complain but instead she  groaned as Krang inserted a slick manipulator tentacle into her mouth filling it, the gummy texture causing her to gag her soft warm tongue trying to force the invader out but instead it only spurred on the alien, encouraging him further. Tears began to stream freely down the woman's cheeks, Krang's other arm callously wiping them away leaving behind a slick trail of slime and April's tears behind. 

            "Open wide my dear" Krang giggled flexing the feeler in her mouth spreading her gasping throat a little wider, April's eyes bulged as she gasped for air through her nostrils. On Krang's order Shredder fed a clear tube past Krang's feeler, the tube a clear flexible plastic that worked in depressing April's tongue and kept her esophagus open, allowing her to breathe but also triggering her gag reflex . Her body heaved as she coughed but Shredder held her head in place as Krang gagged her keeping the tube in place. "Thats a good girl, see?" He said caressing her forehead gently like a lab rat that he had some sort of twisted affection for, leaving a sticky trail through her brown bangs.  April began to sob, never before had she been so helpless or violated. 

            'Why are they doing this? This hurts so much...' April mewled pathetically as she writhed on the lab table. There was the flick of a switch and the tube shook briefly as it began to fill with a white goo, it moved slowly through the tube following it's pathway up to her lips.  April's eyes widened in fear as she realized what was to happen.  Krang giggled excitedly from his pedestal as he watched his prey squirm and whimper.  The goo didn't even touch April's lips, it filling her mouth the goo being thick almost the consistency of marsh mellow paste it even had a faint sweet taste but it was overpowered by it's briny texture, it was force fed to her as she gulped it down so she didn't choke to death. 

            "I hope you're enjoying dinner my dear pet?" Krang cackled as he began to cut April's uniform from her quivering body, her breasts bounding free what ever the solution she was being fed was, or if it was another drug it was causing her breasts to swell slowly in size, her nipples no longer neatly sized and erect they had darkened and were considerably more puffy. Krang smiled at the sight his feeler scooping up a syringe, April yelped as it pierced a tender nipple the yellow solution in the vessel disappeared in a flash.  April felt a burning sensation just behind her nipples, almost as if something were blossoming behind them.  Krang turned off the machine that was force feeding her once it was out of solution and removed the tube from her mouth causing her to gag and sputter, what ever solution was left spilt onto her cheeks and ran down her neck into her cleavage. 

            "W-what are you doing to me?" She whimpered. 

            "That solution my dear is expanding your Milk ducts love, soon those perfect breasts of yours will be nothing but oversized utters, and what you were fed is a solution that's prepping your womb for all the eggs you're soon to be carrying"  He explained simply as if reading off a grocery list. 

            "Eggs? Krang please... release me..." She begged her breasts began to tingle, almost as if they were beginning to fill.  She cried out, her toes curling in agony as Krang injected another solution into her pussy lips.

            "And this is a solution that will keep you nice and tight, no matter how many younglings you produce." He said as he licked hungrily at her, her juices sweet and flowing onto his taste buds.  April struggled defiantly once last time, the bonds still secure on her keeping her locked in place. 

            'So that's it then? I'm just going to become his brood mare?' April gagged at the thought and shivered, the idea revolted and almost excited her.  She guessed it was her maternal instincts but soon her expanded womb would be full of eggs ready to be birthed and her breasts fed from, the mere thought brought her to orgasm, being so powerless was always exciting to her.

            "Well now, you seem excited now love, are you ready?" Krang stated as he floated towards her head flicking a few more switches on a control panel beneath it, bending the table up like a medical bed, releasing her ankles from their cruel straps one of her boots flopping to the floor leaving a socked foot, it's toes clenching and un clenching in anticipation. She now lay in a reclined position her crotch lips exposed, her breasts heavy tugging almost at her back,  they felt like lead weights.

            "are you going to empregnate me now Krang?" she asked almost idly, milk beginning to leak slowly from their ducts, following the impressive swell of her now massive tits the pressure was enormous it felt like they may burst.  Krang smirked and nodded flipping one final switch a soft whirring starting somewhere in the  room most likely in front of April's aching pussy. She craned her head to check, sure enough there was a smooth metal dildo, to the back of it was what she could only assume was a canister of Krangs sperm.  Aprils pussy quivered in excitement, the metal tip inserted itself into her probing deeply not even bothering to offer her the slightest amount of pleasure beyond it's penetration only injecting her defenseless womb with it's large payload. April moaned loudly a quivering jet of milk spurting from her swollen nipples as she felt her tummy fill with Krang's sperm.  Krang's eyes widened at the sight him licking his lips hungrily his feeler wrapping itself around a massive teat and squeezing it roughly causing the milk to flow out wildly into his greedy mouth.  April shook in orgasm again, the feeling of it tremendously pleasurable.  So much so that the reporter fainted, the now empty dildo removing it's self from her spent body and receding back into the floor. The metal bands keeping her prisoner unfolded dumping her uncermoniously to the floor, the excess jizm leaking out from her pussy slowly. Her body lay spent, sweaty and sticky her jumpsuit torn to shreds around her, a lone boot and sock left to her name.

            April awoke, now strapped in place to a comfortable bed, as if she could get up to run, her breasts had now swollen past DD, every duct filled to capacity excess steadily streaming from her swollen nipples leaving long white trails behind them. Her stomach having swollen as well, as if she had a basketball inserted up into her she could feel Krang's spawn squirming within her one of it's feelers prodding free from her swollen pussy lips towards freedom.  April's body surged with pain mixed with pleasure it felt as though she was being raped but from the inside out and by a writhing sponge the size of a football. Finally with a loud squirshing noise the first of  the brood was birthed, it's sticky, slimy body crawling towards her swollen breast, its greedy hungry lips finding it's source of nutrients suckling at her breast eager to fill it's empty belly.  Again she felt another youngling birth itself, April tugged at her bonds the pain beginning to overwhelm her as a third and fourth were birthed.  Krang smiled from behind the two way mirror, Rocksteady looking to him a broad excited smile on his face.

            "So it's Bebop's and my turn next right?"