Mines of Sonhadra - Stage 05

I could feel my eyes brimming with tears as my mind spiraled back over the events of the day. The shock of seeing Crowther had already been captured. The futility of having to face both the Pit Boss and the CHAMPION. How helpless I'd been against the CHAMPION regardless. The feeling of utter powerlessness as I was held down and forcibly impregnated. An audience cheering as I was raped. The humiliation of being used as breeding stock. Realizing I may never escape the Breeding Pits. The shame of beginning to accept the hopelessness of my role as a BREEDER.

Overwhelmed by the flood of emotions, I began to cry.

As a man, I'd become fairly adept at holding things back, pushing them down. Now that I was a woman, everything just felt so much more intensely. The fears and degradations of the day coalesced, drenching me in the overflow. I quickly lost control, bawling as everything I'd struggled through and fought past that day came rushing back. Even on the occasions I had cried as a male, it wasn't like the deep emotional sobbing I was experiencing in my female body.

Hugging my legs into my chest, I laid my forehead on my knees and cried my eyes out.

I awoke the next morning in a naked coil against the wall. I actually felt better though, like a clear sky after a hard rain. Maybe a good cry was just something I had to get used to, and even needed from time to time as a woman.

As I began to unfold myself, a sudden flash of heat rushed through me. The sensation emanated from my lower abdomen and I looked down to see that my belly had swollen considerably overnight. I shouldn't have been surprised, given that the pregnancy only lasted two days, but I certainly wasn't prepared for it.

I also noticed that little trickles of milk were leaking from my nipples. When I reached up to wipe them away, my own touch triggered a burst of anxious tingles and I gasped! My boobs felt full and tender and even more sensitive than they had been for the Pit Boss.

In my periphery PREG was now glowing orange.

Heaving a sigh, I leaned back against the wall, clutching my belly. It was a firm rounded bulge, warm and smooth under my fingertips. I could feel the egg, or whatever, inside me as well. A foreign object filling me up, stretching my womb. Having seen Eyla's pregnancy, I knew it would get bigger but at that point it already seemed huge to me.

The morning crawled by, and my belly continued to grow. The strain of my body stretching around the egg gradually grew uncomfortable. Along with the warmth of it, a growing internal pressure spread throughout my body. My boobs continued the fill, as well. Soon they felt over-full, almost hard to the touch. When I could touch them, they were almost unbearably tender and beginning to ache.

I'd half expected a visit from the Pit Boss. Maybe to rub it in my face that Draknut had impregnated Eyla yet again, or even to have his way with me again. He never showed up.

Eventually, the door opened and two ZAUKs entered. They were pushing a cart with several glass bottles on it, and some other equipment.

"Nice tits," they greeted in tandem.

Big red letters appeared above their heads; BONUS ROUND: then MILK MAID. This followed by: FILL AS MANY BOTTLES AS POSSIBLE BEFORE YOUR PAIN MAXES!

Great... My Pain Threshold was explicitly one of my weak points. Again, I'm not sure why I was surprised this was part of the game, but I was. Although, to be honest, part of me was just glad something was happening!

I struggled to my feet as one of the ZAUKs came towards me. I clutched my bulging stomach, feeling the weight of it as I stood. It had seemed big already but now that I was standing it felt heavy and awkward.

The ZAUK grabbed my arm and led me to the bottle cart. I tried to see what items they'd brought but before I could, he forced me onto my knees.

"Hey! Watch it!" I groaned feeling my achy tits jiggle. "How does this challenge work anyway?"

They didn't respond, but I knew there was no sense in resisting. I couldn't overpower them, and I was still chained to the wall. I had no choice but to play the game. Maybe once I'd been milked my tits wouldn't be so tender...

Suddenly there was a commotion in the tunnel outside my cell. Me and the two ZAUKs turned in surprise at the sound of...fireworks?

One of them started towards the door, but even as he reached for the handle, it burst open! A lithe, shadowy form rushed in, blasting the MOB with a powerful kick that sent it smashing against the wall. The ZAUK shattered into a shower of fading pixels.

"Eyla?" I gasped as the figure turned towards me.

She was dressed now, but I recognized her instantly. She was wearing what was basically a black bikini, with decorative straps entwining her svelte figure. A vibrant red sash wrapped around her slender hips. Black thigh high boots climbed up her long legs, with red ribbons tied around the tops. Likewise, her arms were sheathed in long black gloves, also decorated with red ribbon tassels. Her mouth and nose were covered by a black half-mask, and her cartoonishly long blond hair was now gathered in a pair high pony tails, bound up by more red ribbons.

The other ZAUK charged her but Eyla met it head on. She hit it with a vicious punch, stopping it in its tracks, followed with a wicked cross, and finished it with a front kick that toppled the MOB backwards. It hit the ground and shattered into dissipating pixels!

"Excuse me miss," Eyla said, pulling down her mask, to reveal a relieved smirk. "But I'm looking for a distressed damsel in need of rescuing?"

"I think that's me," I sighed. "You look incredible!"

Her beaming blue eyes dropped to my swollen stomach as she rushed to my side. "You look..." she tried but failed to hide her dismay. "...pregnant...are you alright?"

"I guess," I replied embarrassed, my hands drifting over my alien baby bump.

"She in there?" asked a familiar voice, as Crowther stepped through the doorway. He was still wearing his grey on black, vest combo.

"Found her!" Eyla responded already crouching beside me.

I threw my arms around her neck. "I can't believe you came back for me!"

"I'm just sorry it took so long," she began, hugging me tightly. "But we knew there was no way to rescue you while I was still stuck in BREEDER status...so we had to escape the pits and then sneak all the way back in..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we can explain later!" Crowther interjected. "Let's get out of here for now!" He was crouched by the door, watching out and down the tunnel.

Reaching into her boot, Eyla produced the key that had been around the Pit Boss's neck! A flood of relief and gratitude washed through me, and I felt tears beginning to well. Trying to hide them, I lifted my chin as she began fidgeting with the lock around my neck.

"The Pit Boss is he...?" I began to ask.

"Out there looking for us right now!" Crowther answered shortly. "With an army of ZAUKs in tow...So if we could hurry-"

"Shit!" Eyla swore. "I was afraid of this..."

"What?" I asked, reaching up to tug at the chain link collar still locked around my neck.

"I don't think we can remove your collar while you're pregnant!"

"Of course..." My heart sank, realizing I was stupid to think I could escape any of this.

"Lemme see that," Crowther rushed over to us. He jammed the key in the lock and also failed to open it. "Fuck, we don't have time for this." He grabbed Eyla's arm. "We'll come back for her tomorrow after-"

"I'm not leaving her!" Eyla snapped, wrenching her arm out of his grip.

"Maybe you guys should get out of here," I agreed, letting my head droop.

"I'm not leaving!" Eyla insisted, crouching beside me. "There has to be some way to get you free."

She hugged me with one arm and stroked my belly soothingly with the other. I let myself sink into her comforting embrace for a moment, then I'd insist she get to safety...

Crowther glared at us and my bonds for a long moment. "Fuck, alright, get her up and as far back as the chain will allow."

Eyla helped me up, while Crowther knelt down and began working at the bolt in the wall. When he stepped back, we could see he had packed some kind of yellow clay-like substance around the bolt. He backed out of range quickly, holding up a push-button remote.

"Brace yourselves," he warned and clicked the button.

The explosion knocked us all on our asses! Rubble showered and ricocheted off the walls, skittering across the stone floor, while the entire chamber filled with a cloud of dust and smoke.

"Did it work?" Crowther coughed, waving his hands trying to clear the cloud so he could see.

"I think so," I groaned, laying on the ground and clutching my swollen stomach. I was pretty sure I'd felt the chain come loose, but it was hard to be sure in the chaos.

"That was awesome!" Eyla laughed, springing to her feet. "Good job!" She threw her arms around Crowther's neck and kissed him...and I'll admit I felt a pang of jealousy.

"Oh yes, so very awesome!" said a voice through the settling dust cloud.

We all turned to see the Pit Boss standing by the doorway. A group of ZAUKs marched past him into the small cell.

"Shit!" Eyla groaned. "I thought we'd have more time!"

"Your time is up!" he snapped. "Now you must be returned to your birthing chamber...and your impotent squib will be killed!"

"Impotent?" Crowther shouted, grabbing his crotch. "Everything works just fine over here, you wanna see?"

"Babe!?" Eyla laughed. "Don't be gross!"

"Uh...guys?" I pushed myself up on my hands and knees. Finally able to see, I realized the chain connected to my collar had been blown back behind us, practically laying at the Pit Boss's feet.

"Don't worry, Lex," Eyla said. "We're just gonna have to fight our way out!"

"Eh, shit...here we go..." Crowther sighed.

"Fight?" the Pit Boss balked. "No one escapes the ZAUKs! Get them!"

"No, guys...the chain!" I grabbed the chain, but the Pit Boss stomped on it, grinning at me with that mouth full of needles.

The mob of MOBs charged. Eyla sprang into action, feet and fists flying as she whirled into battle. Crowther circled wide, pitching those grape sized grenades and popping the ZAUKs in tiny explosions.

With them distracted by the fight, the Pit Boss reached down for the chain and began dragging me across the chamber. I dug in my heels, trying to stop myself but I simply wasn't strong enough to resist.

"Don't worry, BREEDER," the Pit Boss said pulling me into his arms. "I've got you now!"

I was helpless once he had me in his grasp. He forced my arms behind my back and captured both wrist in one big hand. I groaned desperately trying to twist free, but he held me easily.

"Let her go!" Eyla shouted, diving towards us and leaving herself open.

"Watch out!" I screamed.

Too late. One of the ZAUKs tackled her in mid-dive. As they fell, he landed on top of her, and immediately latched onto her breasts. She looked up at me in dismay, squirming as he groped and fondled her perky melons.

"Get off her! Let me go!" I squealed in helpless frustration.

"Calm down," the Pit Boss yanked me against his chest. "You're safe now." He held the leash up before my face.

"No! Not again!" I thrashed, trying to pull my arms free.

His grip tightened, and a helpless sob crawled out of my throat as he clipped the leash to my collar. Those familiar submissive urges took hold in my mind and my arms dropped to my sides. I stood docile at the Pit Boss's side.

"See, you belong with the ZAUKs now," he said, reaching out to caress my pregnant belly.

I hung my head, as we headed towards the door.

"Where do ya think you're goin'?" Crowther dashed in front of us, arm cocked to throw one of his grenades.

The Pit Boss pulled the leash and I quickly moved in front of him.

"What are you doing?!" Crowther snapped at me. "Watch out!"

"I can't help it," I sobbed. "I'm sorry..."

"Back away from the door!" the Pit Boss demanded, crouched safely behind me.

Grinding his teeth in frustration, Crowther did as he was told. As soon as he could the Pit Boss shoved me forward and we ran out into the tunnel beyond. I stumbled, pulled off balance by the weight of my belly and wincing as my aching breasts bounced around. Thankfully, I managed to stay standing.

As soon as we were out, a contingent of naked ALPHAs charged past us into the room. Behind them stood the huge, gold-skinned CHAMPION.

"Ah! You have rescued my BREEDER!" the CHAMPION grinned coming towards me.

I backed away, clutching my stomach and staring at his two huge cocks. Back in the cell, I could hear Eyla shouting, and the firecracker-bangs of Crowther's grenades. Meanwhile I could only stand at the Pit Boss's side, trying not to think about how hard the CHAMPION had made me orgasm.

"The ones inside killed DRAKNUT yesterday!" the Pit Boss snarled, stepping between me and the CHAMPION. "See that they don't escape! If you can, return the other BREEDER to her cell, if not kill her, kill them both!"

The CHAMPION smiled broadly and nodded. He moved towards the door and I wondered how he would even fit through it. The Pit Boss never gave me the opportunity to find out, tugging my leash he led me away from the battle, deeper into the pits. I had no choice but to follow obediently.

Letting my head droop in frustration, I stumbled along, clutching my bulging stomach. Rescue had seemed so close!

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"Into the labyrinth," he said, glancing back. "Where we'll be safe, and you'll be able to give birth in peace."

"Of course this place has a labyrinth," I sighed.

He took me through another forked tunnel, where we arrived at a small antechamber. There was an arched doorway ahead of us, rimmed with bushy, iridescent moss.

A notification appeared: DEVIL'S MINES MAZE DISCOVERED.

Utterly dominated by the leash, I couldn't even try to resist as he led me into the twisting tunnel system. The maze was dim, the only source of light was the glowing moss crawling along the walls. Every so often we heard insectile skittering far too close for comfort. The Pit Boss assured me they would not attack while I was with him. I quickly lost track of how long we'd been in the maze, as he led me through turn after turn.

With no choice but to follow, I trudged along. My belly continued to grow, hanging heavier as we went. My breasts ached, twinging painfully as they jiggled with every step.

"How much further," I whined eventually.

The Pit Boss slowed. "I hadn't really thought of that..."

"You mean you don't know where we're going?"

His face twitched as he considered the question. "Deeper into the labyrinth."

"So we're just wandering aimlessly?" I snapped, a shrill irritation edged my tone.

"Trying to get us to safety," he replied.

"Safety," I scoffed. "I'm burning up, I'm lugging around this pregnant belly and my tits feel like they're about to burst-"

"Oh, of course," he seemed almost to brighten. "You need to be milked!"

"-I...wait, what?"

"If there's one thing we've learned in the pits," he went on. "There's nothing bitchier than a BREEDER who needs milking."

"I'm not bitchy because I need to be milked!" I squealed, stomping a foot indignantly.

The Pit Boss only grinned, backing up against the wall as he pulled me to him.

"Ugh! Please, don't make me do this," I murmured, as he turned my back against his chest.

"Relax," he ordered, giving a tug on the leash.

The irresistible urge to obey flooded my brain. I melted against him and we sank to the floor with me in his lap. I crossed my legs to let my swollen tummy settle between my hips. He coiled the strap around his forearm, leaving his hand free but maintaining his control over me. Then his arms snaked around my sides, big green hands cupping my tender boobs.

"Wait..." I winced.

"You asked me before to teach you your role as a BREEDER," he went on. "You will feel much better after you have been milked!"

With no way to resist, I could only whine as he clenched my breasts (PN: 2). His grip tightened sending pain rippling through my chest (PN: 4). His rough fingers pinched my nipples, drawing a slight wetness as they began to seep cloudy droplets (PN: 6). I grit my teeth as he began to knead in earnest (PN: 7-8-9). Shivers of pain crawled over every curve, as I clutched my pregnant belly, trying desperately to deny him the sound of my whimpering (PN: 10).

Pressure began building through my chest as he mashed and groped my soft mounds. He continued to tweak my nipples, until the sensitive buds were swollen and tingling (PN: 11). Those rough hands began to twist slightly (PN: 13). My mouth fell open, breathless as this new motion seemed to draw that excruciating pressure into my already aching tits (PN: 15)!

Barely able to take it I squirmed against his chest, whining in anguish...but then there was a sudden release. I gasped, feeling that pressure surge forward in a wet rush. Milk gushed through my swollen nipples, running down my chest and stomach. His tempo quickened, his undulating grip coaxing more and more of the white liquid from my fleshy orbs (PN: 16).

The release of pressure had eased the strain, however, those big groping hands continued sending pulses of agony through my chest (PN: 17). Tears began to well as I squirmed in his arms, squirting milk for every squeeze. My nipples ached and stung even as they gave up gush after gush. Still the Pit boss pumped my tender bulbs, twisting as if trying to wring out the last few drops (PN: 18). Brimming tears overflowed, rolling down my cheeks as my teeth chattered in anguish (PN: 19). I writhed, arching into his merciless grasp as the squeezing twist wrung streams of milk from my agonized breasts and finally, clasping so hard and tight my pain limit maxed (PN: 20!)!

"OW! Stop-stop-stop! PLEASE!!" I mewled desperately. "Please! I can't take any more!"

PAIN MAXED OUT! Appeared before me. STAMINA REDUCED: 1. INTELLIGENCE REDUCED: 1. My head spun, fogging over and any strength I had seemed to drain away. Then STA and INT began to glow bright red in my periphery, stacked over the dark orange PREG notification.

Almost immediately the Pit Boss released me, and I scrambled out of his lap. I found a dry spot on the ground and collapsed onto my side, clutching my throbbing breasts. I could still feel the trickles of milk dripping across my curves, as my body shook and shivered. I gasped for breath between pathetic mewling noises, but thankfully, the pain did subside pretty quickly (PN: 0).

BONUS ROUND: ZERO BOTTLES FILLED!! Flashed above me. RATING: POOR! YOU LOSE!!.

"Don't you feel better?" the Pit Boss gloated after a moment of silence.

Still on my side, I curled around the warmth of my alien baby bump. The ache and pressure were gone now, but I wasn't about to give him that satisfaction! Unfortunately, my dazed state made it impossible for me to manufacture the desired vitriol when I spoke.

"Screw you," I sighed in an undeniably relieved tone.

He chuckled. "I suppose a bit of defiance is also part of your role as BREEDER, otherwise the breeding pits would be much less entertaining."

I didn't bother to respond this time. The Pit Boss sat in silence long enough to allow my nerves to calm and my maxed pain status to pass.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked without uncurling.

"So your friends cannot disrupt your pregnancy."

"I don't believe you," I replied, lifting my head to look at him now. "You called me special. You changed the rules of the breeding pits and now you've dragged me down into this labyrinth with you...so tell me, why are you doing this?"

Even in the dim moss light, I could see his face twitching as he looked at me. He gave the leash a tug and the irresistible urges flooded my brain. I practically scrambled onto my hands and knees, crawling the short distance, until I was face-to-face with him. He reached out and cupped one of my dangling breasts. I flinched, expecting more pain but now that I'd been milked, the feel of his rough hand triggered a scintillating rush throughout my chest (SP:2).