The Brides of Terror Island.

by Orb

 

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“Wonder Vixen? Can you read me?”

 

Lady Kroft stood in the jungle clearing in tight, black shorts and a tank top that was stretched over her enormous bosom. Despite appearances, she was not alone. A reply came crackling back.

 

“This is Wonder Vixen. I’ve landed on the east shore.”

 

“Good. We are proceeding as planned. If we see anything we’ll be in contact. If not, we’ll meet at the rendezvous point at sundown. Over and out.”

 

Lara clipped her communicator to her belt then turned to her left.

 

“Susan.”

 

Looking somewhat confused she turned to her right.

 

“Invisible Lass!  Where are you?”

 

“Sorry. I’m right here.”

 

Sue Swift (a.k.a The Invisible Lass) suddenly appeared at her left side, in her revealing blue-spandex costume.

 

“Can it get any more humid?” Sue complained. “I’m dripping. I wish sinister villains would pick nicer locations for their secret headquarters. By the way, we’ve been hiking for hours with nothing to show for it. There are lots of islands in the Pacific. Are you sure we’re on the right one?”

 

Lara put a hand on her shoulder and smiled.

 

“I’m positive. We've found Terror Island. It's very likely we'll soon find Baroness Von Dread. We need to stay on guard and keep moving.”

 

“OK, but can we take a bathroom break. I drank way too much water.”

“That‘s not a bad idea. There’s a bush over there. I’ll go over there.”

 

Sue and Lara both disappeared into the thick brush for a moment of privacy. A minute later, Sue yelped.

 

“Ow!”

 

The Invisible Lass stumbled back into view clutching her crotch. Soon, Lara emerged from the jungle holding herself as well.

 

Sue explained. “When I pulled my panties down, something bit me....... here!”

 

She pointed to her clitoris.

 

"It got me too.” Lara commiserated.

 

“We shouldn’t rub it. It’s just going to make it worse.” Lara advised.

 

The young heroine was becoming visibly aroused.

 

“I can’t stop.” Sue breathed. She peaked into her panties.

 

“My clit! It’s huge! It won’t stop throbbing. What was that?!”

 

"Love bugs." Lara replied. "I know of a rare breed of mosquito that resides deep in the Amazon jungle. That is were I found the Lambati tribe. In their mating rituals, young virgins are stripped and tied to a post until their exposed privates are bitten. Then they dance the forbidden dance and copulate with the men of the tribe. The mosquito's poison causes the clitoris to swell. That is accompanied by a mind numbing increase in libido."

 

Lara gave a sigh. Her face was becoming flush.

 

"The Amazon is in South America. What are they doing here?!" Sue asked.

 

"This proves the Baroness is here! Only she would transplant such a vile insect. We've got to remove the poison or we'll spend half the day masturbating. Stand still. I'm going to pull down your tights and suck the poison from your clitoris."

 

"OK." Sue breathed.

 

Sue thighs were quivering in anticipation. She wanted relief from the erotic agent yet she now also yearned to feel Lara Kroft's soft full lips pressed against her hardened clitoris. Lara knelt in front of her crime-fighting partner. It was mid-day in the hot jungle. Reaching for the sides of her sweat-soaked, blue panties, Lara pulled them down to her ankles. Sure enough, the young heroine's engorged clitoris was thick and swollen. It poked out from underneath its hood. The tangy aroma of Sue's sex was intoxicating. Sue laid down on the grass and spread her legs as Lara leaned forward on all fours. Her lips pressed against the soft pink lips of Sue's labia. Sue's back arched.

 

"Thank you." She moaned.

 

Lara administered first aid. She cradled her clitoris with her tongue and sucked gently. Clutching her breasts, the young heroine's eyes fluttered.

 

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From inside her hidden fortress, Baroness Von Dread watched the amorous heroines on her video monitor. Lara and Sue had lost all their inhibitions. They had shed their clothes and assumed the 69 position. Each had her face buried in the other's wet crotch.

 

“I see that Lady Kroft and The Invisible Lass have been love bitten. Send a squad to apprehend them! ... And how is Wonder Vixen faring?  I wonder if she's answered nature's call and received a nip on the bean."

 

The monitor switched to camera 24. An obscene view of Wonder Vixen came into focus. With her blue, star-spangled panties tossed aside, Wonder Vixen was lying on her back with her thighs spread wide apart. Diana King was fixated on and furiously rubbing her genitals. The camera zoomed in on her pussy. Wonder Vixen's index finger was circling her throbbing super-sized clit. The American heroine had fallen prey to the Love Bug!

 

"Ha ha ha! Perfect! Wonder Slut is polishing the pearl. Seize her as well and bring them here."

 

A slender Asian girl in a mini-skirted, military uniform gave a swift nod and immediately departed.

 

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Inside the hidden fortress of Terror Island....

 

The Invisible Lass, Lara Kroft, and Wonder Vixen were now the prisoners of Baroness von Dread. The trio stood silently with their hands tied behind their backs. The large room was sparsely furnished. Behind them, the short-skirted, sexy centurion sported an automatic weapon. Before them, a monitor replayed their x-rated adventures. It was then that the baroness strode into the room. The striking brunette was clad in red leather knee-high boots, a skimpy black two-piece outfit, and officer's cap.

 

“Hello girls. Welcome to Terror Island." She gazed at the monitor. "I can see that you’re already enjoying yourselves.”

 

The heroines hung their heads in shame as the baroness walked to her desk and surveyed the items before her.

 

"Invisible Lass's invisibility ring, Ms. Kroft's pistols, and Wonder Vixen's golden lasso and power belt. You must feel quite naked without these."

 

Although the three had redressed into their costumes, the words rang true.

The baroness lifted a map from the table.

 

"I see you found the map I left. And you followed it thinking you were going to surprise me. The truth is that I wanted you to find Terror Island. Let me give you a short history.

 

The laboratory on this island was originally built by none other than The Iron Colonel! In the early 50's, He retreated to this god-forsaken island with the dream of building what would eventually become The Fourth Reich. To do that, he needed an army. And necessity being the mother of invention, my grandfather designed his most brilliant invention, The Glorious Groom! With it, one can create armies of super soldiers in a matter of months. Of course, the machine requires prime breeding stock. So, my grandfather and his agents hunted down dozens of traitorous whores. London Fog, Liberty Girl, and Sky Ace's perky young sidekick, Spitfire, were all captured and brought here. They were all, shall we say, 'introduced' to his invention.  Months later, Captain Patriot and a thousand U.S. Marines stormed the island and murdered my grandfather. They destroyed his laboratory and work of genius.

 

But they did not know of this secret bunker or the even secretier vault that contained the blueprints for The Glorious Groom!

 

I discovered them and vowed to see my grandfather's vision come to fruition. I have rebuilt his breeding machine. You will be the first to become its brides. Then fake distress calls will be sent out and more heroines will willingly come to your 'rescue'. They will then share your fate. Look to your left, girls. That is the entrance to The Glorious Groom.

 

Wonder Vixen. I have your power belt and lasso. All of your powers are gone, except one, the power to create life. Enter The Glorious Groom!"

 

Diana shook her head.  "You're as mad as your granddad. I'm not going in there."

 

"I thought so. I figured you'd require some persuading."

 

The baroness leaned over and picked up the Golden Lasso. Wonder Vixen's mouth fell open as she took a step back.

 

"No! You can't."

 

The baroness flung the loop of the lasso over her head. It laid loosely around her neck.

 

"Wonder Vixen. I command you to enter."

 

Princess Diana blinked. Then, with sad resignation, she turned and strode forward. Sue and Lara watched their comrade disappear into the mysterious contraption.

 

The Glorious Groom met its first bride and came to life. It emanated a humming sound that made the whole room vibrate. The machine was comprised of three box-shaped compartments. Out of the top of the first stage, flew the various pieces of Wonder Vixen's costume. Her red boots shot up into view. Sue and Lara watched them flop onto the floor in front of them. They were soon followed by a red spandex top. Lastly, a pair of blue star-spangled panties shot out and landed on top of the pile of clothes. The Glorious Gloom had stripped Wonder Vixen naked in a matter of minutes. She exited the first stage. The helpless heroine was strapped naked and spread-eagle on a rolling platform. She craned her head forward, looking in disbelief at her exposed privates.

 

"My costume!", she cried.

 

"You were once blessed by the gods of Olympus, but now you're on your back with your legs spread. The Glorious Groom has laid you bare. Prepare to meet your fate.  It‘s time for Stage 2: Impregnation!"

 

"No!" Diana moaned.

 

The platform rolled forward. Wonder Vixen disappeared behind the black curtain that concealed the interior of stage two, the bridal suite. The low hum returned.

 

The Glorious Groom wasted little time. Inside the sex machine, Wonder Vixen watched as a robotic arm descended. Its flesh-colored tip was shaped like a foot-long, hard, erect phallus. Diana peered between her breasts and saw the inseminator positioning itself in front of her unprotected vagina. She fought with her restrains as the head pushed up against the soft, warm lips of her labia. For Wonder Vixen, defeat came in inches. She felt the building pressure against the fabric of her innocence.

 

"My hymen! It's... it's....going to...."

 

In an instant, it was gone.

 

SPOP!

 

"....break."

 

The diabolical Nazi sex machine had penetrated her privates. Then, inch by inch she felt the well lubricated inseminator sink into her pink interior. Back and forth, it went as it worked itself deeper and deeper. The sexual experience was mind blowing.

 

Outside, Sue and Lara stood helpless. They could hear muffled moaning sounds coming from inside the square, stainless steel compartment. Wonder Vixen was being ravished.

 

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

 

The plastic cock glistened with Diana's juices as it pistoned in and out of her love hole. The dildo made one final journey up her vaginal canal. Diana felt it butt up against her cervix. She had run out of time. The tip erupted and sent a hot gooey stream into the virgin's fertile womb. It continued to spurt as it retracted from Wonder Vixen's semen-filled snatch.

 

Sweat covered and sexually spent, the impregnated princess emerged from stage two. Seeing her cum-covered pussy, the baroness was ecstatic. She turned to Sue and Lara.

 

"The Glorious Groom has filled Wonder Vixen's wonder cunt full of nanite-hybridized seed. She'll be birthing super cyborg soldiers in a matter of hours. She's already begun to lactate.

 

My grandfather was a brilliant man. He studied human psychology as well as science and engineering. He understood the driving force behind every superhero....the ego. And for super women, the axiom holds 'the bigger her tits, the bigger her ego'. The final stage contains a most powerful milking machine. It will attach itself to your big, firm, beautiful breasts and suck and Suck and SUCK, until they're nothing but a sagging pair of fried eggs. The Glorious Groom will possess you, body and soul!"

 

Wonder Vixen struggled against the wrist and ankle restraints. It was no use. Knowing the peril that lay in wait for her, she was drawn into stage three. The humming sound resumed. It was louder than before, then followed by a brief silence. The Nazi sex machine triumphantly played a chorus of Wagnerian symphonics.  Sue and Lara anxiously waited to see their friend. When Wonder Vixen staggered out of the exit, their mouths fell open. The humiliated heroine's once awe-inspiring bosom had been irrevocably transformed. Her evacuated breasts resembled long rolls of bread dough. They swung down to her waist with her nipples pointing downward.  Wonder Vixen had been utterly defeated.

 

"My breasts! They're ruined." She cried.

 

The baroness smirked.  "Your beauty was once compared to that of Venus, but The Glorious Groom as made a mockery of your breasts.  Take your place."

 

Diana, stripped of her costume, powers, and dignity, complied and stood next to her teammates.

 

"Lady Kroft. Will you be so kind to enter The Glorious Groom or will you need persuasion."

 

The baroness held up the Golden Lasso. Lara sneered back as she walked to the entrance. She gave one final look back before disappearing behind the black curtain. A moment later, The Glorious Groom was busy disrobing the alluring aristocrat. Lara's black spandex top and tight shorts flew out the top of the machine and fell onto the mound of Wonder Vixen's clothing. The chesty gunslinger emerged from stage one wearing only a look of shock. As the wheeled platform proceeded to the second stage, the baroness stood over her naked body and gave a smirk while tracing a finger along her landing strip of pubic hair.

 

"The tomb raider will soon meet the womb raider!"

 

Sue and Diana watched their friend disappear inside. They heard her groans and moans as she was violated and impregnated by The Glorious Groom. Minutes later the deed was done. Like Diana, Lara exited with pearl jam oozing from her slit. Her whines of protest were music to the baroness's ears as she entered the final phase. The well-endowed adventurer had more to lose than any other heroine.

 

"Not my breasts! Please! I'll pay you anything! Please!"

 

The baroness squeezed her breasts and put a finger to her lips.

 

"Shhh.....The Glorious Groom is just a machine. It does not know or care that you have the most beautiful bosom on the planet. It's going to wreck your tits just like all the others. Take one last moment to admire them.”

 

She blew a kiss as Lara disappeared from sight.

 

Behind the final curtain, Lara watched two cones descend. They smashed up against her fat double D's. The suction was incredible. She could feel her nipples being drawn up into the vortex. Her teats burned then tickled. Lara felt the trickle of milk coming from her nipples become a steady stream.

 

SLURP! SLURP!

 

The Glorious Groom drained her enormous melons with German efficiency. Soon, her nipples were only giving intermittent spurts. The cones pulled upward, stretching her withering breasts, as the last drop was pumped from her chest.

 

Seconds later, Lara stumbled out the exit. Her elongated, vein-streaked tits had been wrung dry. Without a word, she resumed her place next to Diana and Sue.

 

Sue looked from right to left. On either side of her stood of her naked, defeated colleges. She couldn't take her eyes off their sagging sacks. The eighteen-year-old waif looked petrified.

 

"Please don't make me..." she begged.

 

The Baroness flopped the Golden Lasso around her neck.

 

"Poor Suzy. What are you afraid of? Droopy boobies? Don't let your teammates down. Be a brave little girl and get in there."

 

Sue turned and received a playful spank on her behind. She hung her head and walked into the machine. As soon as she brushed past the curtain, mechanical arms grabbed her limbs, immobilizing her. Robotic pinchers grabbed hold of her top and pulled it over her head. The slender girl had small perky breasts. She was promptly lifted off her feet and laid on the platform. Wrist restraints clicked into place. The arms removed her shoes and soon came back for her last remaining item of clothing. Sue watched as the arms grasped the sides of her blue spandex panties. They were slowly tugged down to her ankles and off her feet, revealing her most intimate area. Despite her struggles, her legs were spread as her ankles were shackled to the corners of the platform.

 

Invisible Lass emerged from stage 1, naked and spread eagle. The conveyor continued forward and the unwilling virgin was delivered to stage 2 for insemination. Behind the curtain, the large phallus lowered and positioned itself in front of her exposed vagina. It paused for a second then thrust itself into her pink pussy. Invisible Lass was deflowered.

 

"oooooooo!"

 

With her innocence stolen and her vagina filled with cum, Sue exited stage 2. The pregnant teen was delivered to stage 3 for milking. Draining her B-cup-sized breasts was a minor task for The Glorious Groom. Soon, the frazzled girl exited the machine. Although her small, sagging tits did not droop as low as Diana's or Lara's, they were no less pathetic.  Baroness von Dread gave a triumphant laugh.

 

"What a victorious day this is! Invisible Lass, Lara Kroft, and Wonder Vixen have been stripped, knocked up, and milked. Now, they'll serve me as breeding machines!"

 

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In the island's maternity ward, the defeated trio found themselves strapped naked in neighboring beds. The baroness stood and surveyed her conquests.

 

"Wonderful. I can see that you're already starting to show. The hybridized seed will cause an increase in ovulation. Right now, eggs are rolling down your tubes. Each will be fertilized by micro-mechanized sperm the second they reach your womb. You'll be squeezing out sixty pods a week until your ovaries hit empty! ha ha ha"

 

As soon as the baroness left the room, the three tested their restraints.

"I can't get free and my tummy is getting bigger every minute. What are we going to do?" Sue whined.

 

"I've got one hand free!" Lara declared. "Hold on! We're getting out of here!"

 

A minute later, Lara had freed herself and the others.

 

Wonder Vixen spoke. "The Baroness has got to pay for what she did to us. Justice must be served."

 

Lara and Sue nodded. Together they snuck down the hallway. Peeking around the corner, Sue saw the baroness sitting at her desk next to The Glorious Groom. Standing before her was the Asian centurion.

 

"I'm in the mood for a celebration, Fang."  The Baroness declared.  Her voice lowered.  “I want to taste you.”

 

Taking her cue, the centurion undid her shirt and seductively slid her panties to the floor.  Sitting on the desk, she spread her thighs, revealing a thick dark bush.  The baroness knelt between her brown thighs.  The sweet smell of poontang filled her nostrils.  The baroness loved hairy pussies.  They reminded her of the young girls she had feasted on at the European all-girl boarding school she had once attended.  Without hesitation, she drove her tongue into Fang’s brown beaver.

 

“mmmf!  mmmmm!”

 

The pair were completely caught off guard when three fully pregnant heroines in maternity gowns stormed into the room. Lara grabbed the Baroness's Lugar 9mm from her desktop. With one hand, she supported her bulging belly. Pointing the pistol at the Baroness with her other hand, she demanded.

 

"You're going to give us an antidote, right now, or you're in big trouble."

 

The Baroness laughed.

 

"Antidote? Look down. You're pregnant, not poisoned.  And your perfect tits are ancient history.  Go back to the maternity ward."

 

Lara motioned to Wonder Vixen. Diana yanked Fang over to entrance to The Glorious Groom and pushed the half-naked girl into the sex machine. Moments later, the she emerged from stage 1, completely nude and spread eagle.

 

"Return us to normal or you're next." Lara continued.

 

"Help me Baroness!" Fang cried.

 

The Baroness silently watched her lieutenant disappear into the inseminator.

 

"OK. Fine. You want to play it that way. .... You're next." Lara exclaimed.

 

"Grab her and put her inside. We'll see how you like... ugh."

 

Lara couldn't finish her sentence. She dropped the pistol and held her enormous abdomen with both hands. Similarly, Sue and Diana were now doubled over in pain. The Baroness stood and patted Sue's tummy.

 

"Ah, I see your contractions have started. This was fun, but we must get you three back to the maternity ward."

 

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The trio once again found themselves on their backs in the maternity ward. A fourth bed was occupied by Fang.  The Baroness stood over them and announced,

 

"You've reached 10 centimeters. Remember your breathing and push!".

 

Fang, Lara, Sue, and Diana gritted their teeth and strained.  Fang looked at her flattened tits and bulging belly in disbelief.

 

“hoo hoo, hee hee  Why Baroness? Why?”

 

The Baroness gave a curt reply.  “You let the prisoners escape.  You’ve been demoted from bodyguard to breeder.”

 

"hoo hoo, hee hee, ngh! Something’s coming out!" Diana grunted between breathing cycles.  “Ugggh!!!”

 

GABLOOP!

 

Her vagina yielded its first product.  A 10cm diameter silver sphere popped out of her protracted pussy and rolled down a chute to a collection basket.

 

"hoo hoo, It hurts. hee hee My pussy can't stretch any bigger. hoo hoo, ugh!!" Sue groaned.

 

GABLOOP!

 

The teen’s first pod fell into her basket.

 

"hoo hoo This is humiliating. hee hee, I'm a Kroft. hoo hoo I've been turned into a breeding factory!" Lara moaned.  “Ugggh!”

 

Lara lips parted as she birthed her pod.

 

GABLOOP!

 

 

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The hour hand on the wall clock journeyed as the heroines filled the their collection baskets with metallic pods. Exhausted, the three laid on their beds, waiting for their next set of contractions to begin.

 

“I can’t lose like this.  I am a Princess!”  Diana bemoaned.

 

“Terror Island sucks!”  Sue added with a teenager’s honesty.   Once again, she felt a tremor in her abdomen.  Another series of pods were about to make their journey down her birth canal.  “She got us good.  Didn’t she?” 

 

“Yes, it looks that way.  Ngh!”  Lara sadly replied.

 

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A week passed as the ill-fated trio continued to fill their collection baskets with the strange silver pods.  The continuous birthing had loosened and enlarged their genitals.  The spheres now rolled out of their cavernous vaginas. 

 

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Down the hallway, five new heroines stood in front of The Glorious Groom.  The Baroness surveyed her latest capture. 

 

“I’d like to welcome The Dynamic Debutantes to Terror Island.  Let me give you a brief history....”

 

The attractive young women were informed that it was their wedding day.  Today, they would become brides of Terror Island.

 

THE END.