You, Unnatural!

You, Unnatural!

Nemesis. It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity, remorse or fear. And it absolutely will not stop. Except for sex. Jill/Nemesis.

This story isn’t meant to be taken seriously, so please don’t bother complaining about the mega OOC’s, the lack of realism and all the other parts that don’t make any fucking sense. It's just PWP.

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Jill emptied the last round from her Beretta into the towering monster’s chest. It did fuck all, much like the other fifteen rounds she fired, and that included the ones she aimed at its seriously deformed head. The creature had a thick hide that flattened all the 9mm rounds on impact, and they uselessly fell to the stony floor with a hollow clink.

“Shit,” Jill patted her belt pack where she kept all her clips, and it was empty. What she used up was all she had left. “I knew I shouldn’t have worn this stupid fucking whore skirt and boob tube. Can’t carry as much ammo as I can with full combats.”

She wouldn’t have worn full combats unless she knew there was a zombie outbreak, which she didn’t. The reason behind the slut gear, having quit the S.T.A.R.S. team and felt a right emotional wreck, she hoped she could get down to Jack’s Bar, her usual watering hole, to pick up a cock or eight for the night. It’s what she normally did when the chips were down, or she just wanted a damn good fuck. Everyone knew her there, and most nights when she couldn’t be bothered to take a guy home or go to theirs, they’d have a big gangbang at the bar. She’d saved thousands of dollars for all the free drinks she got.

Jill looked around. She was cornered by this big creature in the black leather outfit. Every step forward it took, the creak of leather, jingle of the belt buckles and crunch of heavy boot on the broken sidewalk for some reason made her think back to her days working at a BDSM sado-masochism bar, and she had to wear stuff that made noises like that. Those were good times, but she wasn’t sure those were the last thoughts she wanted to have before this big fucker reaped the same fate upon her as poor Brad.

“Okay, come and get me then!” Jill screamed angrily, threw her gun at its head in hope for a quick distraction, and launched a thrusting back kick at the midsection. It was stupid to try, and it didn’t work. The creature grabbed her ankle and most of her lower leg with one massive hand and lifted her up into the air hanging upside down. She didn’t let him do it quietly, and kicked and spat abuse at the freak.

The creature didn’t do anything at all. Jill stopped struggling, confused.

“Hey, are you going to get this over and done with or what, shit sack? I can’t hang around here all day!”

What the fuck was staring it staring at? Jill had a pair of large boobs which had the potential to suffocate her while she hung here before the monster stuck anything into her mouth, and they got in her way initially when she tried to see what he was seeing. Oh, that’s what it was looking at! What a fucking pervert!

 

Her short skirt had rolled up, or down seeing as she was dangling with her tits closer to the floor than her feet, and her microscopic black thong was exposed.

“I know you’re a monstrous murder-machine that was probably grown from mutated rat shit in a test tube, but don’t you have a shred of decency? Quit staring at me, or I’ll smash your teeth in with my other foot!”     

The monster didn’t pay any attention to her threats, even when she flung her other leg at its face. 

“You talk of decency. You have none!”

Jill froze with a ‘what the fuck’ look on her face. The thing could talk! Broken English, but that’s still something for these monsters.

“You huge slut. You wear slut clothes, think slut thoughts. You huge slut.”

Okay, so this is really fucking weird. Is this thing going to kill her, or give her a damn lecture on how to live her life?

“What the hell are you on? What does it matter to you what I wear or what I do, and with who that I do it with?”

“Umbrella know S.T.A.R.S.,” The monster rumbled. “Umbrella have file. File on all S.T.A.R.S.. All words, and pictures. You file. You huge slut.”

“What? Umbrella’s got a file on me?”

That made sense on how this freak tracked down its targets, the S.T.A.R.S. team members. But did this thing read them? No chance. It must have been implanted in its brain somehow.

“And they said I was a SLUT!?”

“Yes,” It growled. “Observers. Observers watch you. You sleep with them at bar. Record everything. You huge slut.”

That’s a shocker. So she slept with some Umbrella spies, and they stuck that in her file? Fucking hell.

“Alright, so I’m a slut,” Jill shrugged upside down. No point arguing with a killer tyrant who’s got a detailed report describing how she had an orgy with twenty guys and a barmaid in a seedy tavern. “But why are you bothering to bring that up now? Why don’t you just go ahead and kill me?”

“Umbrella have other plan,” The monster growled. “Umbrella want use you.”

“Use me?” Jill spat. “No way in hell am I ever going to work for those bastards. I’d rather you just kill me now.”

The monster might have tried to grin, but with no lips, it had no chance.

“Me, Nemesis. Umbrella design me special,” It said. “Use your huge slut weakness. Me enslave you with mighty cock.”

Jill made another ‘what the fuck’ face, and watched it unbuckle the front of its black leather coat one handed. Before long, a huge twenty-five inch cock as thick as a child’s arm sprung out and came close to punching her direct in the mouth. Holy shit...!

“You cannot be serious about that!”

“Me enslave you,” It growled. “Make you obey.”

Jill shouldn’t have opened her mouth to scream at it, because it used the opportunity to plunge its big dick into her gaping mouth and forced ten inches down her throat. It was almost like swallowing a hot, slimy baseball bat. Jill wretched and tried to use her hands to push herself backwards to get the cock out because it was blocking up her airway, and her face was turning blue. She then felt a big fucking hand grab her head like an apple hanging from a tree, and that did the work for her along with the withdrawal of its hips. Soon all she had was its fat helmet in her mouth, and finally it was all out.

She coughed and spluttered, finding it hard to say anything.

“You!” She coughed and screamed furiously. “You fucking ass clown! You could have cho-”

In it went again, pummeling ten inches down her throat again. She gagged again, eyes really wide and unrestricted limbs flailing, until it pulled almost all the way out.

“Ah, this feel good,” The Nemesis growled. “Also sound better. You protest too much, me silence your bad mouth with mighty cock.”

There wasn’t much Jill could do. Holding her head in place, the monster face-fucked for God knows how long, until it finally reached the point when it was satisfied enough to dump some cum down her throat. It couldn’t go far down her throat, she was upside-down after all.

“Me cumming!” It rumbled, growled into the sky, and emptied a bucketload of jizz into her. Her mouth was full of it like someone had fed her six dozen raw eggs, and she coughed and spat out what she could when it withdrew its cock. It kept on cumming afterwards, spraying onto her face and all over her dangling tits. A spooge puddle the size of Lake Michigan had formed from all the cum dripping from her mouth and the monster’s dick.

“*cough* Son of a *cough*” Jill could barely breathe, and her throat felt like it was on fire. “Are you *cough* satisfied *cough* now?”

The monster’s teeth were grinding.

“Me no finish,” It growled. “Me machine. Me UNSTOPPABLE. You soon OBEY!”

Using two of the dirty great sausages for fingers on the hand that was holding her head, the Nemesis ripped her skirt and her boob tube from her like the clothes were the foil from a Kit Kat bar. She was now naked apart from her boots and the thong, and was quickly twirled the correct way up to meet with its face, held under her armpits like a parent holding a baby.

Shivering from the cold as well as a little bit of fear, Jill remained defiant. No way would this ‘unstoppable’ monster ever get her to submit and work for Umbrella.

“Boy, are you a double-bagger,” She turned her face away. “I’d spit in your face if I could stand to look at it for even a second without wanting to vomit.”

“Soon you no resist.”

That was all the Nemesis said before it jabbed her shaven cunt-lips with its huge helmet. If Jill had thought she’d picked a pair of panties that were riding high enough she was in for a big surprise as the monster, with one eye-watering plunge, rammed its cock all the way into her body. The panties did tear, only after getting pushed halfway inside her with the cock. Jill screamed, eyes wide and tears of panic and pain running down her cheeks, and the monster howled horrifically.

Her stomach was bulging, and she felt as if all her internals had been shoved up into her throat. It was far bigger than anyone or anything she’d ever taken before, and that included the horses she’d fucked down at the city stables after she’d lost a drunken bet to some friends back in college.

“RRRRR!” Jill screamed through her teeth. “Yo-you’re going to fucking kill me like this!”

“You soon submit,” Nemesis roared proudly. “You soon squeal like bitch for my mighty cock.”

The Nemesis, without pulling its cock out, twisted her around to face away from it, and it felt like her insides were being grounded up during the motion. Her body was parallel to the ground some five feet below, and with her limbs hanging limply and swinging along with her big tits from each bone-shattering thrust, the monster continued to fuck her like she was a blow up doll. The bulge in her belly was huge and grotesque, her insides still felt like they were being crushed, but as the time passed, Jill had actually started to enjoy it all. The Nemesis’ idea she’d soon start to crave its grand cock might come true, yet she couldn’t understand why.

She stopped trying to figure it out, and submitted to the ride of a lifetime. The cock felt good. The cock felt fucking amazing.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!” Jill panted, her tongue hanging out and her spit flying everywhere. “This is fucking awesome! My belly feels as if it’s going to tear and my belly’s being crushed, but, I love this fucking cock!”

     

The Nemesis roared proudly again, and slammed its hips into her a lot harder.     

“MORE! MORE!” She screamed. “MOOOOOOOORE!!”

“You ask more, I give more,” Nemesis grunted. “Soon you no can resist. Soon you no can live without my cock.”  

Jill reached back to hold on to Nemesis’ huge hands. The way it slammed into her, it was like its dickhead was going all the way up and knocking on her brain. This was the greatest cock she’d ever experienced!

“Oh God! Oh my fucking Goooood!”

“You now becoming my bitch,” Nemesis grunted. It stopped slamming, twisted her back around to face it, and then continued. “You now serve my mighty cock.”

“I serve,” Jill moaned. “I serve your cock! I’m your fucking cock SLAVE!”

Eyes rolling back and tongue hanging out, Jill flung her arms up to grab the leather buckles on Nemesis’ jacket to pull towards it. It’d stuck out its ghastly tongue, and Jill took it into her mouth like it was a slimy cock, and she sucked on it so. She moaned and gasped and screeched as it fucked her ruthlessly, with its massive fingers groping her ass and fingering her asshole. Its fingers were so thick it was just like she was being fucked in the ass by another cock, which was a favorite of hers. The more cocks in her at once the merrier she was.

“Cumming again,” Nemesis rumbled, and forced its tongue further down her throat. “Me cum deep into slutty little slave’s body!”

“YES! YES! OH FUCK YES, CUM INTO YOUR SLUTTY LITTLE SLAVE’S BODY! OVERLOAD MY WOMB WITH CUM AND I’LL MAKE SLUTTY LITTLE BABIES FOR YOU MY MIGHTY-COCK MASTER!!!!!”

“RAAAAGGHHH!” Nemesis roared, ramming it in and jetting bucket loads of monster-spooge into Jill’s womb like a burst fire hydrant. The monster’s pulsing cock wouldn’t stop cumming, and what didn’t settle in her belly gushed down her legs and poured out onto the floor.      

“You, now willing slave-”

“More! More!”

“You still want more?!” The Nemesis rumbled. “You still desperate for mighty cock?!”

“YES! YES, MY MASTER! PLEASE GIVE ME MORE OF YOUR MIGHTY COCK, I BEG OF YOU!!!”

The Nemesis was perplexed, which wasn’t an emotion it should have felt, but nonetheless, it was challenged. It was a machine, it was mighty, it was UNSTOPPABLE.

And it was going to give its cock-slave what it wanted before handing her over to Umbrella.

Grinning, or trying at least, the Nemesis started to fuck her all over again in the same brutal manner.

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A day or two later…

Checking herself over, Jill liked that the Nemesis’ thick leather jacket covered her up like it was a dress, but it was too heavy to run in. Should she pass by a clothing store, she seriously needed to change into something more practical.

“That was a massive disappointment in the end,” She muttered, throwing a dismissive hand toward the remaining withered, skeletal figure of the Nemesis that lay on its back, looking like it had everything from its body fat to its soul sucked out of it. “They knew I was a huge slut, had firsthand experience in it even, and they couldn’t make a worthwhile fuck machine to enslave me. Just shows how useless those bastards are.”     

Jill picked up her gun, planning on finding some more ammo soon, walked off and left Nemesis lying there.

With its dying breath, it raised its hand and it groaned, “You, unnatural…”

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Done and done. I was going to make use of Nemesis’ tentacles, but thought nah. If I could ever be bothered, I’ll probably do a tentacle thing for either Claire, Rebecca, Sherry (RE2) or Ashley.