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.