Then the girl's head shifted as a moan drifted out of the gasmask, her body swaying slightly as the viewer shifted in their seat to get comfortable, sensing that the show was about to begin as the girl continued to moan softly through the gasmask hiding her face, before the viewer realised that the girl's breasts were shifting, swelling and becoming larger, and the viewer licked their lips, while wondering quietly about why the girl said she—
They recoiled as something moved inside one of the girl's breasts, before it happened to the other. And that was when they noticed bumps and lumps appearing on her abdomen as it began to swell as well, looking more and more like she was pregnant, and she still kept moaning softly, before shuddering in a way the viewer recognised as an orgasm, liquid snaking it's way down the girl's legs as she swayed, her belly and breasts continuing to grow as the camera-view switched to the closer of the two cameras to focus on the growing areas, shapes and lumps punching up roughly, eliciting grunts and groans before soft shudders signalled more orgasms as the mysterious shapes continued to move inside her womb and breasts.
After several minutes of the strange sight, the viewer gasped as the girl suddenly moaned out loud, "Are you watching? They're nearly done." The voice was muffled by the gas-mask, but there was no mistaking the pleasure in her voice as the viewer watched, feeling a chill run down their spine as they realised just what the thread poster had meant by the Nilbog comparison as the movements in her breasts, now swollen to near the size of beachballs, began to move closer to her dripping, swollen and distended nipples. Seconds later, something began to peek out of her nipples as the girl moaned, "Here they come!"
The viewer stopped the video and returned to the thread, flipping through the first few pages showing the reactions to the videos, specifically the first one.
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? SnakeTrap (Veteran Member)
Holy fuck! Did you see that?
? TinMother (Moderator)
Yes, we did, and I would remind everyone that the PRT and Protectorate have already been informed, so please calm down.
? BlueForce (PRT Member)
Yeah, it's freaky, but so far, from the vids, she's only been giving online shows, so the brass is willing to give her the benefit of the doubt.
? Ribbon
Oh god, I saw inside her breasts...I saw things moving in there from that close-up. I saw eggs!
? GhostFace
Yeah, that's some freaky shit right there, man. Yo OP, you find out why she's givin' you videos of her doing this?
? UrbanWaste (Original Poster)
Honestly, I have no idea. And to tell you the truth, I'm not sure I want to find out.
? SnakeTrap (Veteran Member)
Let's hope she's telling the truth, man, because I don't want to be walled in with those things!
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What had they seen? The viewer had stopped right at the climax, too unnerved to keep watching, but now they felt a horrified anticipation at finishing it.
Returning to the video, they took a closer look at the frozen frame, trying to divine what sort of things were being born from the girl's breasts.
After several minutes fruitlessly spent trying to figure it out, they looked at the play button, blinking at them invitingly.
They shifted the mouse and pressed 'Play' and with a muffled scream of ecstasy the creatures inside the girl's breasts were released into the world.
Seconds later, the viewer saw for themselves why she was called 'The Breeder'.
Chapter 1.0: The Perverse Beasts
-Taylor Hebert-?
Winslow High School was always a place Taylor dreaded coming to every day, ever since Emma had betrayed her, and it seemed like today would be no different. How could she tell? Because unlike the usual pattern of 'just bumping into her' that Emma and her cronies typically employed, they were out in force, positioned just so in perfect position that she would have to run a gauntlet of 'conversation' that would be just loud enough for her to hear.
And of course, no-one was going to lift a finger to help her. Inhaling deeply, Taylor prepared to face the gauntlet with a waiting Emma near her locker, when an arm slipped over her shoulders in a one-armed hug, a cheery voice announcing her presence with a musical "Taylor! Oh my god, where have you been?"
Taylor blinked, and then turned to look at the girl who was currently holding her close, "Melissa?" Sure enough, the girl nodded with a happy smile, her bright blue-streaked brown hair waving in the light breeze. For the first time, in a very long time, Taylor smiled, "Melissa! You're back! When did you get back? Why didn't you call?"
She hugged the girl who had befriended her for a brief period before she had to move away, and for a while Taylor had felt confident enough to try befriending someone else, but then the Locker happened and things went back to how they were, perhaps even worse. But now? Now maybe things wouldn't be so bad if her first friend after Emma was back.
"Eh, things were nuts. And I got back a week or two ago. And...well..." Melissa's expression shifted to one that was slightly uncomfortable, "We need to talk, not here. Your place."
Taylor blinked, but nodded, "Sure. Dad will be happy to see you again, I'm sure."
Melissa smiled, "Thanks Tay, you're awesome. Now come on, I need someone to help me make sure this place hasn't changed, and you're a pretty trustworthy guide."
Taylor's smile grew wider as she began to lead her friend into the school. She didn't even blink when Emma's cronies seemingly vanished and Emma drifted off with an ugly scowl on her face.
What did catch Taylor's attention was the way Sophia was staring at Melissa, specifically at her hair. But after a long moment, Taylor watched Sophia slink away without a word.
'What was that about?'
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-Protectorate—
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"First order of business," Armsmaster's clipped voice cut through the general chatter of the meeting room, bringing all eyes to him, "We have received the latest set of videos and note from 'Breeder' to William Jackson. The contents remain extremely disturbing and explicit, and the message in the note..."
The armoured Tinker frowned as Miss Militia spoke up, "The message remains a fairly tame, if detailed expression of Breeder's attraction to Mr. Jackson, and her continued explanation of why she is leaving these disks for him, rather than confront him herself."
"So..." Assault cocked his head, "Basically this is some kid giving notes to her crush along with some sexy pics? Only in this case she's got Nilbog powers and a fetish for shooting vids in what we've so far seen is some kind of underground location somewhere in the city, close enough to Derelict Row to drop this stuff off?"
"Yes," Armsmaster ground out, "And hidden enough that if we try to search for her, she can ambush us from anywhere with those monsters of hers."
"So far," Dauntless spoke up, "The few times she's actually sent them against us, she's never used anything dangerous. Disgusting and a little humiliating yeah," He deliberately ignored the way Battery and Miss Militia shifted, "But never anything that could kill. I think that shows she doesn't want to be treated like some kind of monster, just a kid with a really disturbing sexual kink."
"Morality aside," Armsmaster broke in, "The fact remains that this 'Breeder' is not just dangerous, her videos are catching attention. The BBPD has already passed on messages from informants about all three of the gangs beginning to look for her as well as rumours of Coil being on the move as well."
"Then we keep an eye on them. At the very least, we can get confirmation that she really is dangerous and not just a teenage girl who enjoys using her powers in a really kinky way." Velocity spoke up, "At the very least, if she attacks the gangs with the dangerous monsters, we win."
"A little cold, but I suppose it's appropriate," Miss Militia agreed with a reluctant expression, "Getting attacked by the gangs...it could be a means to convince her to accept the Protectorate."
"Heh, no way we could use her in the Wards though." Assault quipped, "All it takes is one of those tentacle-snakes getting loose and Youth Guard will tear us apart." He chuckled, "Honestly, I was jealous, I thought I was the only one who could make Puppy squeal like-"
What the ex-villain and breakout specialist was going to say was drowned out by the crashing of the man being sent flying from his wife's punch as Battery levelled a cool glare at him, "Next time, you get one up the ass and see if you want to talk about it."
Sparing a glance at Assault wheezing on the ground, Armsmaster rolled his eyes behind his helmet, "Speaking of the tentacle-snakes in question, the autopsy report came in." All eyes turned to him as he checked the documents in his hand, "They don't have any capacity for reproduction, but they did find nearly microscopic markers indicating that Breeder deliberately removed any capacity for reproduction."
"Okay," Dauntless remarked with a nod, "Then we just have confirmation that she could easily become Nilbog then, which is why I think we should try diplomacy instead of another full-force search. If she's using Derelict Row to drop off messages, then we can drop off our own, set up a line of communications."
"I think that would be our best option Colin," Miss Militia admitted, "She clearly isn't hostile to the Protectorate, and if she can create creatures that could match, or defeat Nilbogs? That could be an incredible asset to have down the line." She grimaced, "Even if it meant making allowances for her...fetish."
Assault managed to recover and retake his seat, when he asked the one question no-one wanted to ask, "So...do you think she taped us?"
There was a long, long silence in the briefing room.
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-Curiouser&Curiouser—
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They had watched all of the videos up to today, even replayed a couple of them. They enjoyed watching the one where 'Breeder' was strapped down to what looked like a hospital gurney, thrashing and pumping out monster after monster, and wondered, if only in passing, what it would be like to touch one of those beasts.
They checked the thread again, and sure enough, there was an update. The content of the update however, brought a concerned frown to their lips.
UrbanWaste (Original Poster)
Protectorate had me drop off a message today. They want Breeder to talk to them. I don't think it's going to work. Anyway, new vids are in the drop-box, and there's one there that I think the Protectorate should see. Immediately.
TinMother (Moderator)
I've viewed the video and have already sent a copy to the Protectorate. Since it's been viewed and downloaded so many times, I can't get it pulled now since it will simply be redistributed.
UrbanWaste (Original Poster)
Yeah, I just hope she responds to the Protectorate...because this could get nasty really quickly.
Their lips quirked, "Curiouser and curiouser." Giggling at their private joke, they opened up the folder containing the newest Breeder videos, "Well now, let's see what Breeder did that has so much attention. Hmm?"
Opening the video, the player began showing an underground corridor and it was apparently the feed from a hidden security camera as light entered the dark corridor and a team of uniformed men and women entered the corridor, "Alpha to Command, we have entered the AO. No sign of target yet."
There was a pause, "Understood. All teams, Alpha, stay frosty. Target has so far shown exceptional capacity for rapid mass-production and adaptation to external threats. Shoot to kill anything that isn't the target."
The camera shifted, revealing it was under some form of external control, before it flicked to another team of men and women heading down a corridor. And in the corner, there! Something slithered out of sight in the shadows, out of the soldier's view.
"The fuck does Coil want this bitch anyway?"
"Fuck's sake Lannister, you saw the vids in the briefing didn't you? We get this slut, Coil gets his own little monster factory."
"And how the fuck is he going to stop it from turning on him?"
"I just get paid to grab shit and shoot things. Like you. So shut up and keep an eye out for her shit."
More movement, things slithering silently along the ceiling into vents, others crawling into dark corners out of the view of the soldiers and their flash-lights.
The camera shifted again. This time, it showed the Breeder, sitting in a chair, surrounded by screens. The camera shifted it's view, and the closest screen showed something moving in the darkness.
Something big. And as it moved from one screen to another, the Breeder laughed quietly just a rumbling growl echoed in the distance.
The mercenaries noticed it as the view switched, "What the fuck was that?"
"Dios Mio, that was no tentacle-snake, that was something big."
The merc leader chuckled, "So she's got security? Fine. We'll kill it just the same."
As they made that statement, the view switched to the Breeder once more, and this time, her stomach was starting to swell.
"Come and get me."
Entailment
(Автор: Atrium Carceris)
I looked at myself in the mirror. Tall, gangly. Old. My hairline wasn't getting any better, of course. I wasn't normally a self-conscious man, but lately things have been different. I leaned forward, putting my hands against the sink, and took a slow deep breath. I looked down, thinking for a moment of splashing my face with some cold water to try and feel better. Wash the bad feelings away. There was no point. I looked back up at the mirror.
I saw her reflection as she entered the bathroom.
"Hey," said Lisa. She was wearing a bathrobe like me, but hers was a bit too long for her. It was white, with a tiny version of the hotel's logo on it.
I stood up straight, involuntarily sighing as I did so. Lisa smile turned a bit annoyed.
"Come on," she said, her smile turning mischievous as she undid the belt around her waist. My breath hitched as she let the bathrobe fall to the floor around her. We'd been doing this for a while and seeing her still surprised me.
I felt my face flush as my eyes went from her face and slowly trailed down... down. Her loose hair draped over her pale skin, her small breasts... I felt they'd grown since I first saw them. I felt bad for looking so long.
I couldn't help but notice that what used to be fine blonde hairs down below had been shaved into a landing strip. I could barely make out there was anything there at all now.
"What do you think?" she asked, a gleam in her eye. "I didn't know if I should just shave it all or leave a little something."
