Part 6

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When the doors finally opened once more, it was not her captor who entered, but his accomplice. Nesu could only grunt against her feeding tube as the yellow Kig-Yar strode through the door, steam venting from a plasma pistol in his hand.
He dropped it by the door, panting but smiling as he strode up to her, and she felt his hands begin to sink against her soft, foreign mass. "Look at you, to think I had doubted Gar's silly idea," he chuckled, leaning forward as he planted his head against her stomach, the pressure almost forcing Nesu to burp back into her tube, if the constant flow of feed did not prevent it. "Took me two days to convince him not to use you as a warning, and another to convince him he could sell you. Pfah, a buyer all the way out here in deep space, what an idiot. To this was all his idea, and he wanted to get rid of you, of something so...perfect."
His hands ran up her body as he groped and squeezed her now sagging moobs, moving upwards as his spiny fingers grabbed what was merely one roll on her arms, now each thicker than fuel rod cannons with the fat that weighed them down. "No need to worry about him though, I took care of him plenty quick. Now it’s just you and I on a course to the outer systems, with just two us the rations should last us a few years if we wanted before I'd hafta' restock. Maybe only a few months with your appetite though, hemmpph..."
He started to chuckle, before burying his face into her gut with a muffled moan of pleasure. "Don't worry, I'll be good to you, unlike him. I'll take these restraints off eventually, let you talk too, I've fallen too hard for you. I just gotta make absolutely sure you can't try nothing first, so you can bear with it just a little longer, eh?"
With a shudder he finally stepped back, giving her wobbling gut one last pat as he turned. "Just a bit bigger dear. I'll visit more often, it’s just us now after all. I'm sure we'll get to know each other very well," he said with a smile.

Story by  DreamiestDragon

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