Gold Tier Archive - Phyrexian Breeding (Patreon)

Darkness. 

That’s all Sherri saw when she opened her eyes in the first time in what seemed like forever. It was as if she’d been in a coma, she could remember dreaming, but she didn’t realize how long she’d been out for. The last she knew the Phyrexian had injected her with something, and even then it felt fuzzy from before. Her fingertips twitched slightly, her hands were above her head, yet when she tried to move them they felt constrained. As did the rest of her body. 

From the darkness came the grinding sounds of machines and gears, Sherri finally saw light peeking through as twin doors slowly separated to the world. A strange mechanical voice, emotionless that sounded like a series of hisses and clicks sounded overhead as she was brought into view.

The room was clean, almost impeccably so to a disturbing degree. Solid steel walls lined the room from what she could see at first. The architecture was clearly Phyrexian, everything was purely essential, not a hint of decoration or artistic vision, then she heard a sound of discomfort. Sherri quickly turned her head to see the other two occupants of the room. Her eyes widened at them both, their bellies swollen with markings drawn across their bodies. 

She was speechless, her heart racing as she stared at them both, their puffy nipples dribbling slightly as they squirmed in their confines. “What.. What happened to you?” Sherri whispered, the one furthest down couldn’t even respond, her body was in a constant state of pleasure to where her eyes seemed almost glossed over. The screen above her head read at 97%.

97% of what? Sherri thought as she felt terror running through her psyche.

“No.. No.. Please..” The woman in the middle whispered, her beautiful red locks draping over her face as she squirmed, a tendril slowly unfurled from the ceiling in front of her and began to rub along her smooth body. “I.. I can’t.. No..” It suddenly pressed against her abdomen gently, liquid smearing down her heavily impregnated belly. “Oh.. Oh no!” Suddenly her pussy began to swell, and it almost looked like her belly deflated slightly, a large bulge went down her abdomen and showed along her pussy mound. “It’s.. It’s coming out!”

Sherri watched in a mix of shock and horror, her bright brown eyes unable to look away as a glistening white orb began to push from those spread petals. “No..” Sherri whispered, her deepest fears had come true, the Phyrexians had discovered the truth of Planeswalkers and from her simplest guess, they were trying to replicate those that could resist their overwhelming corruption. 

What Sherri could only guess to be an egg pushed out from the woman’s body with a loud squelch, rolling innocently down the tray and into a small basket of straw to keep it warm in the steel room. “Help me.. Help me..” The woman whispered, her eyes tearing up as her stomach began to churn with another egg that desired to be laid. 

That did it. She wasn’t going to be subject to this horrible madness, all she desired when she planeswalked here was some artifice materials! She wrenched her hands against the bindings, drawing forth the mana from her home. She could feel the sudden breeze of an island on a distant plane filling her veins as she breathed deep. Calm. Collected. Even amidst the cries of pleasure and torment that lay beside her, she could get away from this, all it took was a moment of focus. 

She saw the spires of Ravnica, the long almost endless city that stretched farther than the eye could see. Guild markings dotted the skyline with claims of territory, rules posted by the Azorius, carried out by the Boros. She even felt the city air and tasted the scents of street fare upon her tongue, all she had to do was pass through and she would be free of this nightmare.  

There was an urgent sound of mechanical hissing, this time deeper as if it was sounding an alarm. Even still the dog planeswalker focused and tried to stretch herself across space time and dimensions to the familiar world. But the glowing bindings prevented her from moving, or even her body from phasing through at all. The sight of Ravnica grew dim and she began to panic. 

This couldn’t be happening, this couldn’t be real! Ravnica was fading and instead of the bright city lights she saw a slimy green tendril unrolling in front of her. The thickness was dripping as if it had been unsheathed and the way it approached her was more than disconcerting, especially when her leg bindings began to spread apart, showing off that glossy blue slit. “You can’t be serious..” Sherri muttered under her breath and then felt a sudden shock of sensations as it pressed against her mound. 

The large appendage gripped at her mound and an experimental tendril slowly pushed out from the center rubbing gently against her pussy lips. “Nnh..” Sherri looked away in disgust, mostly at herself, it was warm and slick and it was twirling against her folds. She could feel her body warming to the sensation, her pussy acting against her wishes and drooling against the tendril that teased her lips. “Noh.. You.. You bastards!” Sherri grit her teeth, her chest tightening as she tried to catch a breath of air, the tendril was sliding between her folds! 

It seemed to act regardless of her words, only focused upon her glistening twat, the single tendril that pressed between her folds began to explore further, lightly probing against her tight entrance. Like a finger it slowly pushed its way inside, twirling against her walls and digging deeper, as if it were exploring the depths of her vagina. Sherri knew exactly what it was doing, she could feel the slippery feeler worming its way inside. She bit down tightly on her lower lip, her ears flattening when suddenly another tendril started to push inside.

Then another.

And another!

The first visitor was simply a scout, and thicker tendrils with various physical features began to slosh their way inside messily rubbing against her inner walls and filling her with ever more tentacles. “Hhffhucccck!” Sherri practically gagged on her own tongue, her eyes widening and her throat seemed to close up as a mixture of pleasure and shock raced through her system! 

They probed and slipped around, exploring her snatch and rubbing themselves endlessly against her, like a mass of jelly tails all eager to find their way to her deepest treasure. It didn’t take them long, they probed deeper and found her cervix, all of them rubbing against it at the same time and filling her body until her abdomen bulged with their presence and not another one could fit into the massive hivemind that resided in her snatch. “Too much.. There.. There’s too many..” She gagged, her fingertips clutching into little fists as she threw her head back with a reluctant groan of pleasure. 

To Sherri’s left was the result of her current predicament, another clutch of eggs was starting press against the human woman’s frame. Larger eggs this time. Her legs were spread apart and lifted, her ankles pulled back to make room for the size of them. Her head tipped back as the red-headed prisoner groaned at the sensation, her markings glistening from a mixture of sweat that dripped down her form. “Oh.. Oh another.. another one..” Out of the corner of Sherri’s eye she saw a small robotic arm slowly press something against the woman’s thigh, another series of markings rolled from her asscheeks up to the underside of her knee. The computer screen increased the numerical value from 80% to 85%. “It.. It feels.. Feels so good.. Master.. Master-“ Her words were suddenly cut off as the egg started to push from her pussy. “Aahhhh.. Yesss! Yess!” 

It was hard for Sherri to watch, not out of disgust or terror, but because she saw her fate before her, and the pleasure that she felt from the tendrils rolling around inside of her made her wonder if it was as bad as she first thought. She pushed that to the back of her mind, behind the ideas of escape, yet such thoughts of departure seemed so far away when the tentacles had managed to exacerbate her pleasure. One such tendril had departed from the clan, pulling out from her pussy, and it quickly found partners in crime. 

They began to thrust inside, creating  rhythm that portions of the hive would abide by, there were still drone tendrils that would rub against her walls, while two sets of thrusters would pump in and out of her pussy in alternating rhythm. The pleasure she felt while watching her neighbor, it was eating away at her psyche, and even still she gawked with corrupting pleasure as the egg started to push out. 

She wondered when it would be her turn… A terrifying spark in the back of her mind came to the forefront as she found herself craving it to be he turn. 

She couldn’t believe it, against all of her willpower she was loving it, every moment the multitude of tendrils rubbed against her walls, stimulating the little rivets of her pussy and pressing against her cervix, flooding her inner depths with slimy limbs. Sherri’s eyes were starting to roll in the back of her head, tears of such intense pleasure starting to well up at her eyes. “Hahhh.. Oh.. Ohfuck me yes!” She cried out in desperation, her hips bucking upwards as the mass of swirling tendrils rubbed and probed against her cervix. 

“Please.. Ohfuck.. Please.. Please!” Sherri panted, she didn’t know what she wanted all she knew was that she wanted more of it! The intense pressure of what could only be described as suction against her clit was sending her into a tizzy of pleasure as one of the more pointed tendrils began to rub and grind against her cervix. It was gentle, an oddity in what could only be described as a world of horror and nightmare. Something thick suddenly began to squirt against her body, flooding her insides and Sherri’s eyes widened as she realized what was filling her womb. 

It was thick, heavy, and viscous, not to mention hot! It was almost like her body was being dipped into a hot tub from the inside, her thighs instantly tensed and her toes scrunched at the sensation. It was warming, her cheeks blushed and she felt an heightened sense of pleasure that tingled along her spine and down to her curled tail. “Yeh.. Yess.. Oh.. Oh yess! Breed me!” Sherri moaned out, her body spasming as the screen beside her slowly ticked up a notch from 1% to 3%.

Sherri’s body trembled at the sensations that overwhelmed her senses, every nerve ending in her body felt warmed and tender. Ecstasy coursed through her veins and left her feeling weakened and exhausted, her stomach distended slightly, the amount of breeding material that had been pumped inside of her womb was more than what most girls could handle. Some of it was seeping out from her pussy, dribbling down and spilling against the metallic base of which she was displayed upon. “Hahhh.. Nnh.. Wh.. What is going to happen to me..?” Sherri whimpered helplessly, her pawtoes scrunching tightly as the warm substance seemed to swirl inside of her, the individual sperms actively seeking to impregnate her body with as many as possible.

The woman to her left finally acknowledged her new neighbors presence, the clutch of eggs laying neatly before her as she slowly turned her head, her eyes almost glazed over like the woman to the far left. With a slight smile upon her lips she spoke. “You’ll come to love it… Like we all do.”