TYRANID.TXT - M/M, NC/Rape/Mind Control/Semen Collection

Another Nasty..
By SwampRat
(cl) 1992 Gay Furry Association

Tyranids are monsters that inhabit A Fantasy Game called Warhammer 40000. They
are warriors from a race called Genestealers. But nothing is said about How
they get their material...

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It had been a good fight, but a futile one. The Hive-Mind now held the ship.
And one lone survivor who was unlucky enough to have been in the wrong place at
the wrong time. A bulkhead pinned him to the floor. At least his suit was
intact.. The Space Marine watched in horror as a Tyranid Warrior ripped what
was left of the steel door apart. It's hoof clopped on the deck, as it's energy
blade whipped towards him. It hissed, and made some garbled sounds. Damn this
beam anyway! The creature strode over, checking each body in turn. The smaller
Genestealers were carrying these off to whatever fate awaited the dead. But he
was very much alive.. And very vulnerable. The creature walked around him,
looking for others. When nothing came at it, the monster growled. "Male," it
rasped, "Alive. Taking sample now." He screamed as the blade descended to cut
open his armor. Down each leg and across the abdomen the cutter went.. And
missed his flesh entirely! He sucked in his breath as the cold air bit at the
exposed skin. The huge paws came down to peel the suit away. 'What did it
mean.. Take a sample?'

Then he screamed again and tried to struggle as the being removed the last
vestiges of clothing from the man's groin and dropped to all fours. A tongue
slid across the shriveled testicle sack. Warm fingers gripped it, heating the
flesh, as the tongue moved upwards. Two more shapes impinged themselves. "Male
not responding.. Require mind-link." The beam was lifted off him and tossed to
one side. He was free! Almost, anyway. He quickly reached for the beamer by his
hand.. To have it shatter under a huge hoof! Eyes stared into his. They seemed
to glow. 'Do not resist..' He struggled both physically and mentally. 'Do not
resist..' Everything went hazy of a sudden.. "Resistance removed. Proceed with
sampling." Fingers stroked his stiffening penis, to full erection. Teeth bit
gently into the fleshy tube as it disappeared into the short snout. Then it
stood over the man, and lowered it's tail to him. The thick spike in the end
split open and retracted, revealing a tube-like organ. This attached itself to
the wide cock-tip and with rythemic pulsations slid down the length to nestle
in the thatch of groin hair. The monsters swayed as the man smile dreamily.
'This is the best fuck..'

A genestealer came over to fondle the swelling balls. It also stroked the
plated tail which throbbed. Orgasm exploded the man's psyche into a myriad
pieces. As one, the entire ship full of creatures stood and trembled, each
getting a shard of the intense pleasure the Marine felt. The one standing over
the human grunted. The tube lifted slowly off the man, to disappear behind the
bony shield once more. The Genestealer lapped at the juices dribbling down the
cock-stalk. A second one stood over the man and it too slid it's tail-horn back
to engulf the still-hard maleness with a fleshy tube. It moved over the man,
swaying and twisting. 'Wow..' Rick was in heaven. The smooth walls of the
Tyranid's organ pulled on him. "The male requires additional stimulation." The
third creature grabbed his shoulders, lifting him up. The back part of his suit
was removed and discarded. It also moved it's tail to the man. This time when
the horn split, it revealed not a tube but a pointed object. It gleamed wetly,
looking for all the world like a cock. As the monster wedged his butt-cheeks
apart with the tail-tip, the organ went to his anus as if it had eyes, and
spread the puckered ring open.

Then it expanded, going deep up into his guts. "I'm being Buggered!" The
illicit thrill ran down his spine, returning to wreck havoc with his nervous
system. Now cradled between the twin behemoths, The Space Marine went limp,
letting them do whatever they wanted. Which was to fuck him from both ends..
His psyche melted with pleasure. The Hive-mind plugged itself into the human
and all felt what he did. Cum spurted, to be sucked up into holding pouches
inside the Tyranid. More ejaculate was coaxed out by the organ poking around
his ass. One last orgasm wracked the steel-clad frame. Then his mind overloaded
and Rick passed out. The creature in front of him grunted. "Harvest completed.
Disengaging." It let the still dripping cock slide out and replaced the soft
flesh with hard bone. The other one held the body up until the last shudder
stopped. Then it slid it's organ out, cleaned it off with a strip of cloth and
resheathed it. Then the raiding party disappeared back into their ships. "7
males found alive. All harvested twice." They went down to the Labs and plugged
into machines that carefully emptied the storage pouches of their treasure.
Some sperm were found inadequate and discarded. Most went into processing
plates where they were spliced with others and implanted into eggs. The Scout
ship returned to the Fleet.

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The Empire found they had a problem. Survivors of the last Tyranid skirmish
were having problems. Some had visions. Some were driven insane. Any Pysker
within a hundred feet of them went berserk. They were finally rounded up and
those not executed, were placed in an asteroid mining colony. Which vanished
off the map! Inside a Behemoth Hive-Mind ship the new males were welcomed with
more than open paws.. 

The End