BISHOP TAKES QUEEN
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// by Kisupure

// SUMMARY: Lumi gets to test out a new emergency extraction device, which turns out to be a hot robot with some *interesting* emergency rescue methodologies.

Wrote this to finally, FINALLY, introduce a machine vore OC I've been sitting on for a while. He's calm, he's collected, and what CAN'T his dick do?

// TAGS: NSFW, size diff, xeno, mech, non-fatal cock vore, tentacles, endosoma, playful

// UPLOADED: 2023-05-18

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"I'm supposed to be looking in what direction?"

Lumi Reyes was standing on a gray bluff overlooking an even grayer sea, thick with slush. With wind chill, the temperature outside of her hab suit was a brisk -25 degrees centigrade. And this was *summer*. The dark half of Planet 59061TS would freeze nearly solid for two Earth years at a time.

But Lumi wasn't here for the view, she was a test subject. The Special Projects Unit of the United Nations' Astronautical Research Division was doing its first real field test of the "Life Jaw" prototype. She was brought in from outside after months of vetting, and knew little about it, other than that this machine, armed with advanced AI, was designed to extract people stranded on alien worlds in bad conditions. Part of what the ARD wanted to know was how someone would react to the unexpected savior in a dire situation and what it would take to gain their trust.

"You're not supposed to know where he's going to make planetfall," chuckled the voice on the other end of the line. "Just find cover and stay there. He'll come to you."

Lumi didn't think much of the pronoun, even though she'd heard nothing but "it" through this whole process. Men tended to prefer "she" for machines, but whatever, this *was* the 2220's after all. The AI could've had Spivak pronouns and she wouldn't have had a second thought about it.

"Radio silence in five, four, three, two..."

The inside of her fur-lined hood went suddenly quiet, and for the first time since the transport team dropped her off an hour ago, Lumi was able to settle into the isolation. Icy wind bit into her exposed skin like broken glass and she shivered, pulling the hood as tight as it would go around her face.

Lumi tried to think warm, deserty thoughts as she trekked away from the bluff and the wind, her boots finding purchase on the frozen, rocky tundra before her. Gods this place was miserable: the landmass had no recorded plant or animal life; it was all in the vast oceans, crowded along hydrothermal vents. All that lived on the surface was mycelium, meters below the frozen surface. Her view was nothing but kilometers of bleak, cold, desolation.

She looked upwards, wondering where and when this thing was coming. "Better be soon," she mumbled to herself. As if in response, an especially powerful gust of wind knocked her to the ground, and she cursed loudly. It was soon followed by the low rumble of distant thunder. The hell? This was not on the forecast she was given.

She kept walking, bent over to keep her center of gravity low as the winds kept coming. There was another roll of thunder, this time closer, louder. And another. The sky seemed to grow darker by the minute, and just as she was about to try reaching the research ship, her contact crackled to life in her earpiece. Signal was bad.

"Lumi, come in Lu---detecting---stor-------hang ti-----we-------rking on-----"

"Nathan!" she shouted. "Nathan, are you there! Can you hear me!"

"---epeat------ind cov----nd cover! We'll---------"

"Nathan!"

Static.

"Dammit!"

Overhead, the clouds were moving at a rolling boil, and she saw her first crack of lightning, hot pink against the gray. It didn't touch the ground, but it sure was loud, and Lumi decided to pick up the pace. This was beginning to look like a highly charged particle storm. Not good.

About a hundred meters off was a cluster of large rocks, and the next closest landmark was at least a quarter kilometer away. She needed something /now/.

Fighting against the gale-force winds, Lumi practically threw herself into the rocks, wedging herself down into them as far as she could go while lightning lit up the sky above.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." she panted, remembering something some survivalist personality once said about sweating in freezing temperatures: it could kill you. Lumi had no idea if she had broken a sweat or not, but by how warm she was feeling from the exertion, the possibility was far from remote.

It was hard to see in the darkness of her shelter, but one of the flashes of pink light illuminated a small cave that she hadn't noticed before. Leading underneath the largest of the massive boulders, and down beneath the permafrost, Lumi slipped in and waited out the deadly storm, huddled for the warmth.

What if they couldn't deploy the Jaw through the storm? How long was this going to last? It was thought this planet only had particle storms on the winter side, stirred up by shifts in the magnetic field. There was no telling what was going to happen next.

Lumi didn't know how long she waited, only that the lightning sizzled and thunder shook the ground and that yes, she had broken a sweat getting here, and yes, she was shivering badly now.

At some point she noticed that there was no more lightning. Or that, rather, something was blocking it.

"Anybody home?" came a loud, deep voice, trying to cut through the cacophany of the storm.

Lumi perked up, shaking not just from the cold, but from anticipation now too. Holy shit, it was the device! She was saved!

"I'm here! I'm in here!" she shouted, but her words were lost in the noise, and she didn't dare expose herself to a licking of electricity. It was bad enough that she'd picked the highest point on the tundra to hide, but--

"Lumi?"

Suddenly the shadow moved, and was replaced by a big, green eye. Big. Very big. Wider than she was. Inside the panel of green were rings of light, a pupil, dilating, shrinking, searching, focusing. On her.

"I'm getting you out, alright?"

Lumi just nodded stiffly, remembering the test - it was now very clear why they wanted to study the device's first impression. She swallowed, heart pounding even harder now.

She looked on as the machine pulled a few of the smaller rocks away, enough for her to see more of him. Her eyes widened when she finally caught sight of a massive torso in glossy black and white, covered in small print for his team of technicians and handlers. She watched as it opened, hatches splitting apart the sleek and handsome abdomen to reveal a cramped green interior.

"Step into my hand," he said, placing it just outside of the rocks, palm up. It appeared he was to secure her inside of his chest cavity. All she had to do was move her freezing bones the ten feet to his waiting hand and--

"Ow!"

Electricity suddenly arced across him in pink nets. Lumi couldn't help the shout of surprise, and the LifeJaw jerked back. Of course - he was acting as a lightning rod!

"Hurry!" he shouted.

"NO WAY!" she hollered back at the top of her lungs. Lumi hugged herself for the cold and thought that, if she were to be struck, she'd at least die warm.

"You have to trust me!"

That's what this whole thing had been about, right? How to get someone to trust this thing. It had seemed a little ridiculous before, just some easy research money. How hard could it be to trust someone trying to save you from a bad situation? Distantly, Lumi wanted to laugh at the irony of it. There was definitely a lot more to study here than she thought. Still, her instincts told her to stay put.

"Alright, there's one more way we can do this," he said, and withdrew momentarily. What returned a short while later was something like a soft green tubule, transparent and glowing, and it was pressed slowly, carefully, between the rocks. She hadn't had a chance to see where it came from, but it was just long enough to nearly reach her, and it didn't appear to be made of metal. 

When she reached out and touched it with an icy glove, it jerked a little.

"Lumi, the worst of the storm's approaching, you have to get in!"

When a bolt of lightning struck the rocks, sending ice flying and thunder ringing in her ears, Lumi decided this was as good as it was going to get.

She didn't know what "getting in" meant, exactly, but guessing, she ripped off the hood to her hab suit and dove for the opening at the end of the tube. It was soft, soft enough to press herself in with a little effort, but most importantly it was /warm/. Oh gods it was warm.

Air was scant, but she did as he'd asked her to earlier and trusted him. Lumi kept wiggling her way up the tube to safety until it finally opened up into one of two small chambers, softly padded like the rest of the device. She was halfway out of the constricting tubule when the rest of her was rudely pushed the rest of the way from outside, and she felt movement, a sudden gain in elevation that made her dizzy.

The green, jelly-like material that cocooned her was translucent, but too thick to see anything on the outside except for flashes of electricity that continued to light up the sky like a warzone. Then, with clicks and whirs of machinery, the gel was covered with what must've been sheilding of some kind, and Lumi was left to catch her breath in warmth and softness, bathed in gentle green light.

There was more movement, one that felt to her like great strides at a jog. She took her gloves off and pressed her hands to the material that cushioned her against the jostling so well, and found that when she ran her fingers along its inner walls, beads of fluid appeared. Odd. She touched one tiny droplet and brought it to her face, smelling it, then, in a moment of dumb bravery touched it to her tongue. She couldn't detect a flavor. Lumi made a mental note to mention it in her report later, but for now, she felt absolutely safe and, hugging her knees in the cramped space, nearly fell asleep.

When the jog ceased and she sensed that the device had slowed to a walk, she guessed that some time had passed. Where were they? Where was he taking them?

"Hello?" she said to the green walls. "Can you hear me in here?"

"Good, you're awake," said a rumbling voice all around her. Lumi nearly jumped at the unexpected sound. "I hope you're... comfortable?"

"This is probably the safest place for me to be in a particle storm," she chuckled uneasily. "What happened out there?"

"Category 7 storm, triggered by a solar flare. The team had never seen anything like it. Twenty kilometers wide."

"Wow... they really thought of everything then, didn't they? A non-conductive, uh... what do they call it?"

"A, uh... uh, a bio... tube."

"It's really amazing engineering," she said, running her finger along the green, glowing wall again, watching the fluid ooze out. The whole chamber seemed to jerk in response, too. "What material is this?"

"I-it's proprietary."

She gave it another curious stroke with both her hands. Enough emerged this time to form thick little rivulets that slowly dripped down the side. She frowned.

"Whatever it is, you might want to tell them that it leaks."

"Lumi, you don't have to keep *touching* everything." His voice sounded strained. She didn't know an AI could sound strained. "The field test is cancelled, I mean. This is just a normal extraction now."

She supposed it was. But still, it's not like there was much else for her to do other than examine this curious container she'd been stored in. 

"What is this, anyway?" She shifted around in the small space, trying to see if there was anything else interesting about it. "*Where* is it?"

"It's a bio... pod. Attached to my, uh, body."

Though he couldn't see her, she nodded. "Are we out of the storm?"

"Yeah. I'm approaching the mountains, I'm hoping I can get a signal out if we gain some elevation. For now, we're *both* stranded."

"Well, in the meantime, do you have a name?" she asked. "I can't keep thinking of you as 'the LifeJaw device'. It's a mouthful for my brain."

The AI hesitated briefly. "I guess it wouldn't hurt. You can call me Bishop."

"Thanks for saving me, Bishop."

"No problem, Lumi. Now please stop moving around so much and let me *concentrate*."

She frowned and folded her arms, leaning back against the soft gel wall. 

"You know that being able to hold a conversation is an important part of his job, right? What if I was injured or having a panic attack? What if I was dying?"

"Well, you're not," he shot back, that edge still in his voice. Their movement changed - were they climbing?

"And *look*, it's not you so much as... getting you out of that pod is going to be a bit more complicated than putting you *in* there."

Oh crap, was this an unfinished system? Was he not supposed to deploy the "tube" yet? 

"What does that mean? Will it hurt?"

"Hurt!" He laughed, then sighed. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Just... try to enjoy the ride for now."

Lumi didn't like the sound of that, but she tried anyways. Twisting around to get comfortable, she managed to straighten out her legs a little by letting her feet hang in the second pod. "It's nice in here, at least. A little cramped, but nice."

A sound like choking escaped from somewhere in his body and she began to sense that something was putting pressure on the pod from the outside. Not much, but enough in such a tight space it didn't go unnoticed.

"So, uh... tell me about yourself," he said before she had a chance to say anything else.

"Oh! Um..." He'd caught her off-guard. "I'm a xenomycologist from Baltimore."

He chuckled. "Baltimore? I heard that place was a shithole."

"It is not! We fixed it up like, fifty years ago."

"My lead engineer is from there. It's one of his favorite things to dump on."

"I'll bet he never did the ghost tour."

"You believe in ghosts?" She could hear the eyebrow in his voice.

"No, but I believe in Edgar Allen Poe. How about you?"

"Me?"

"No, the guy behind you. *Of course* you, Bishop."

"Truth be told, Lumi, being a robot actually pretty boring. There's a lot of standing around, a lot of--  oh. Wow."

The movement stopped and her eyes flew open as if there was something for her to look at. 

"Wow, wow what? You can't just say that and leave me hanging."

"This is not in my database... very cool."

She squirmed between the gel walls, getting fluid all over her. The scientist in her was coming out, she needed to know what was going on. "What's not in your database! Don't leave me hanging like that!"

"Hey! Stop!" Bishop grunted. "That's sensitive *equipment* young lady!"

"Then tell me what the hell you're looking at!"

"It's a large cave," he said quickly. "Reading the air temp at 18 degrees and I can make out some faint light. I'm going to check it out."

Heat and light? That could mean so many things! It could be a thermal vent, a bioluminescent organism... None of this was in her "database" either. She had to investigate. And better yet, she'd get to stretch her legs while doing it.

Gravity shifted sideways, as if the robot might have gone from standing to bent over. Lumi thanked her lucky stars that she didn't get motion sickness easily.

"Good, because I'm thirsty. You have water, right?" She listened to the muffled sounds of metal scraping, mechanical thrumming, her own heartbeat. "Can you let me out here? I want to see too."

There was a long silence, long enough to worry her.

"Bishop?"

"Yeah."

"Can you let me out?"

"There's a few things you need to know, Lumi."

"Can you tell me when I'm out?"

"I wish. There's a reason for the... "bio tube" and "bio pods"," he said, and she could hear the air quotes in his tone. "I wasn't actually made on Earth."

She sensed something in his voice that had *her* on edge now. A shoe was about to drop.

"So... Kuiper 6?"

"I was made by aliens."

*Aliens?* 

She, like the rest of her species, had been given no indication that there was intelligent life out there, let alone life intelligent enough to build things like Bishop. In another context Lumi might've brushed the comment off as a bad joke, but this time it made eerie sense. The "pods" didn't feel like anything a human would come up with, to begin with. Her eyes widened into dinner plates and the color must've drained from her face again, because all she could suddenly get out was a stammer. 

"N-no way. You..."

"Designed and built. Humans found me in an asteroid belt; I'd been asleep for a while. Now look, Lumi, the point is: if this isn't already the worst day of your life, it's about to be."

"W-what are you talking about? What's happening out there? Oh gods, you're not going to abduct me, are you?"

Bishop scoffed bitterly. "The opposite, I'm afraid."

Suddenly she could see light through the thick, green walls of the pod, and the whole mass of gel shifted, settling. The protective covering had moved away, and she could make out another black shape instead. A... hand?

She watched, frozen and transfixed, as the blurry silhouette of the hand drew near and grabbed some of the gel. Lumi felt him gently tug at it, then release it. Tug and release. Tug and release...

Particle storm far in the distance now, she could hear the sounds of Bishop's inner workings. Something changed pitch, lowered, as something else picked up speed. Around her, the gel changed too. It grew warmer, brighter in luminosity. Above, near the puckered opening of the bio-tube, the gel seemed to plump up.

"Bishop...?"

"I need to *express* you." A few more tugs, and he stopped. "Do you trust me?" His voice was different. Quieter, deeper, ragged around the edges.

Express? What did that mean? The wheels were beginning to turn in her head as she hesitated and thought. But still, she'd been given no reason *not* to trust him. Right? Whatever Bishop really was, he was still here to get them out of this mess.

"...Y-yeah, sure."

"OK, good." The hand came close, until it blocked out all the light and he seemed to give the pod a squeeze. "And I'm sorry, but the... leaking is about to get a lot worse."

When his hand returned to its place at the bio-tube, Lumi looked around. And *really* looked around to try and figure out where she was. Above her was the tube, to her right was the other pod, and to her left, an expanse of white, some part of his armored body. It was a configuration that seemed familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on why. As Bishop pulled at the tube, the walls of the pod grew slick with moisture, and the wheels continued to turn. Without consciously thinking about it, Lumi reached up and pressed a gloveless hand into the tube's opening above, but met with a strange resistance that wasn't there before.

"Not yet, not yet," Bishop grunted. THAT tone of voice was eerily human. It reminded her of a man getting...

It hit her. It should have hit her sooner, but it hit her now, and better now than later, and holy shit the realization of what was happening, of what had happened - she must've turned bright red because there was a sudden flood butterflies to her stomach and a throb in her core. She knew exactly where she was, exactly what he was doing.

But the strangest thing of all was that, instead of being afraid or humiliated, Lumi was *fascinated*.

"I'll get this over with as fast as I can."

She stayed silent, remembering what it was like to stuff herself inside that hole and wiggle her way down the tight, soft passage. She had been stimulating him the whole time without even knowing it. And now, as she ran her hand along the moistening, engorging gel walls, she realized he was doing the same to her.

Bishop jerked himself harder, furiously, and it was clear he was trying to suppress his grunts and groans, but there was only so much he could hide from someone inside of him. There was so much fluid oozing around her now that it was soaking into her clothes, and she was sitting in a puddle of it. A hand came to cup her again, almost like an embrace to keep her from being too shaken up by the pace of his pumping fist. But it didn't stay that way for long; soon he started to massage the pod, almost as if he were feeling her through the gel and enjoying her shape. Spurned by this, Lumi suddenly pressed herself to it, rubbing her hands on it and drawing out rivulets of ooze. 

"Close," Bishop ground out, and Lumi let herself get turned on at that voice. "Get ready to--!"

She intuited what needed to be done, and pressed herself to the tube's opening, kissing and licking it as a massive gush of his juices flooded in from elsewhere. The next moment was a blur as Bishop came. His body jerked, milking the two jerking pods, and the throat of his "bio-tube" loosened enough for her to be pushed inside with the strong pumping action. Fluid rushed past her in the passage, but with the help of his hand, stroking along the length of the tube as he heaved one of the sexiest groans she'd ever heard in her life, she made it out. Or, halfway out. 

Dripping with ooze and still stuck inside of him from the waist down, Lumi Reyes caught her breath on the top of his thigh. When she finally wiped her face and turned her eyes toward her savior, seeing him in his entirety for the first time, the only word that came to mind was *damn*. He was an incredibly humanoid robot, and shaped to look like the very finest example of masculine physique. He wore his livery like tattoos, and when he locked eyes with her she didn't want to look away. His face reminded her of action star Sterling Horne. How the hell could this handsome motherfucker *not* be made by humans? Maybe the alien thing *was* a bad joke after all.

But he broke away first, green eyes flicking downward to take a look at the source of their mutual satisfaction. She followed, finally getting to see his so-called "bio-tube" in its entirety: it was indeed very much a cock and balls, very much a glowing green and translucent enough for her to see the outline of her legs inside the softening member. It was like a massive, ten-foot snake that had half-gorged itself with her. It jerked briefly, tightening around her as if to remind them both of what had just happened.

"You still with me?" Bishop asked quietly. The disconnect between his casually caring voice now and the explosively sexual encounter they'd just shared was... well, it did something to her. 

Lumi blinked, wiped a bit more cum from her face and reached back to feel her short, wavy cut now plastered to her head. She felt a wild grin slowly creep across her features and immediately raced to undo the top half of her hab suit, fiddling with soaking zippers and strips of velcro until she was able to shrug it off to reveal a nominally dry shirt underneath, against which her bra-free little breasts poked a pair of very noticeable nipples. Fixing her eyes on the hole tight around her, she ran her hands along its lip, earning another heave from the cock and a groan from Bishop.

"Un... Lumi, what are you--?"

"/Bio-tube/, huh?"

He paused to eye her before letting a corner of his mouth crack upward in a hesitant smile. "Yeah, that's right."

The giant machine studied her, trying to see where she was going with this, all while trying very hard not to be distracted by the stimulation she was providing. It was hot as hell.

"So you just... slipped your hot, thick, flaccid "bio-tube" into that hole I was stuck in and had me wiggle my way down into one of your big, cozy "pods" so you could whisk me to safety."

His smile widened a little further. "That's about what happened, yep."

"But it's definitely *not* a cock."

"Definitely not," he said. "That would mean I had you climb into this monster, knowing full well that it would take everything I had not to blow my load as soon as you started squirming your way down my shaft, stimulating every square inch of me from the inside. And it's a good thing I'm too professional to have let that happen, otherwise we would have been in some real trouble."

Lumi bit her lip and wagged a brow at that cautiously smug face some thirty feet above. "What if I like getting in trouble?"

Before he could answer, she slipped her shirt off too. The air was warm enough in here for it, though her nipples still noticed the slight chill from outside and they puckered up beautifully for her giant companion.

She watched as his pupils did the robot equivalent of dilate: the outer rings grew wider while the inner rings shrunk, fixating on her.

"I think I've got a protocol for that."

Bishop reached for her with one of his hands, which she could clearly see now was about six feet from heel to fingertip, and black on the underside with a softer, textured material. With a finger almost as wide as she was, he brushed along her exposed chest from the divot of her collarbones down between her breasts, and her skin caught fire at the touch. Gently, but with a hawkish hunger in those green optical sensors of his, he pinched the sides of her small, perky breasts, pressing them together, then releasing them, and brushing ever-so-lightly against her aching peaks.

"Mmh."

His cock flexed around her, threatening to harden again and hoist her into the air with it. The giant machine noticed this and, gripping her by the waist, pulled her slowly, slowly, out of him the rest of the way, which seemed to be an incredibly pleasurable experience in itself. Lumi watche his huge face screw up into a wince as he moaned.

"Ahhhhh..."

He twitched and throbbed with every inch of her that he freed, until at last she was completely disembarked from his cock, and the hole was able to drip out one last glob of cum before firming up again.

"Holy shit, Lumi," Bishop growled, leaning back against the wall of the cave. He palmed his building erection. The way he said her name went straight to the throbbing heat between her own legs, and the young woman keened.

Taking a nipple between her fingers and letting her other hand slip down under the waistband of her pants, Bishop snapped to attention like a man possessed to watch her show off.

Underneath the fabric of her panties, Lumi stroked herself lightly, letting a finger circle along the sensitive bud hiding in her folds as the other hand pinched her nipple. Her mouth fell open as Bishop watched, breath hitching at the buzz of self-pleasure. But it was only foreplay - what she really wanted was something else. Something much *bigger*.

He touched her cheek to one of his broad fingertips and Lumi purred against it, kissed it, licked it. The pants were suddenly too constrictive - she sat down to all but rip them off, leaving nothing but a pair of white underwear, soaked to transparency. She spread her legs so he could see for himself.

"When I said your pod was "nice", I think I meant something else," she said coyly, rubbing a finger along the fabric covering her slit.

Bishop fisted himself and pumped slowly. "They're made for playmates," he said, watching as she put her hand inside of her panties and effortlessly dip a finger into her slicked-up pussy. "A warm little body in there moving and slipping around gets me hard every time."

She took the opportunity to slowly remove the last of her garments, dragging it down her curvy legs before finally flinging it off her foot.

Bishop gave her a look and a smirk. "A warm, *sexy* little body," he corrected.

Lumi jumped up and closed the distance from where she sat on his thigh to the juncture of his enormous hips, where his cock was now glowing a /very/ bright green. Even the luminescence throbbed, and through the translucent material, she could barely make out the line of his cockthroat that ran from the head and down, down into the root of his manhood.

Unable to help herself, she stepped over onto one of his gelatinous balls and threw herself at the towering shaft of green, hugging it and planting kisses along whatever she could reach.

"Mm, Lumi..."

Kisses turned to licks, and helped along by the fluid from earlier, her embrace became an undulating dance as she pressed against him and ran her breasts along the strong underside of his girth.

The words left her in a hurried breath before she realized it: "Shove me down your cock again, please? I wanna cum that way..."

Bishop wrapped his fingers around her, squeezing her against him like a tight hug before peeling her away to set her down on his belly. Finally, she felt what he was really made out of: cool, sleek metal. Like a great, windswept wave his torso rose above her, complete with panels of cut abs, bulging pecs, and tight obliques. Aside from the black armor like a yoke that accentuated his chest and the panels that tucked his green bulge away (when not in use), Bishop was sunscreen white, and he shone brightly in the dim cave. He had to have stood at least seventy or eighty feet tall. For some crazy reason, this just made her hotter.

"Just wanna good look at you first," he said, and she could feel those green eyes raking across her skin. 

Lumi clenched her muscles and felt herself drip for him. That seemed to get his attention, and his pupils did something that seemed to indicate that he was zooming in. A blush warmed her skin from head to foot at the idea, and her core trembled again. It was intensely pleasurable on its own this time, and the young woman was surprised enough to open her mouth in a quiet moan as she felt more of her own juice ooze from her aching pussy.

A great big tongue darted out from Bishop's mouth to lick his lip, and with narrowed eyes he snatched her up to bring her to his mouth. Lumi yelped in pleased surprise, and he planted giant-sized kisses along her thighs and belly, before opening his mouth wide and plunging her in. Once again she was caught in the firm heat of the machine, but this time there was a tongue - in short order it forced her legs apart and teased at the slick between them, and this time a not-so-quiet moan left her.

"Ah, ah, hah, hhah--"

He didn't relent. In fact, her cries of pleasure only seemed to spur him on more, Bishop seemed to be caught between wanting to get her off and wanting to devour her entirely. And truth be told, Lumi would have been happy with either. Her moans pitched higher as orgasm began drawing near, and little hands fought for purchase on his face as he hungrily licked and tasted her. His mouth was wet with its own fluid, too, and already she was soaked. But it only occurred to her what he was doing when he took two fingers and pushed her in to her neck, swirling his machine spit around her whole body. When she was good and dripping, he pulled her out like a popsicle stick and returned her to his cock.

"I want you to crawl in again," Bishop said, voice rough with desire. He flattened his hardon against his abdomen to make it easier for her to get to. "It felt so fucking good the first time."

Lumi couldn't help the excited smile that lit up her face, and she quickly stepped over to the massive, throbbing cockhead, dripping once again with his lust. This time, she went in feet first, pointing her toes and slipping them past the lips of the hole, down into the pulsing throat. The green grew brighter and she felt him harden just a little more.

"Oh fuck, Lumi..."

As suspected before, something about his erection made it easier for her to slip in than slip out, so wiggling further in wasn't a struggle - it was almost as if his cock /wanted/ someone there. Bishop stroked himself as she did so, and when she'd finally worked in her hips, she throbbed again. That's when she realized that she wouldn't be able to touch herself until she was back in the embrace of one of his balls, and she couldn't help the whine.

"Need some help?" he asked with a wicked smirk.

"Mhm," Lumi nodded, giving her best helpless little girl voice.

Bishop put his black-palmed hands behind his head, which was not the next more she was expecting. His cock flexed and began to right itself too, her weight meaning nothing to it. She made a startled whimper and held on for dear life, but what happened next she could honestly say, caught her completely by surprise. Which Bishop seemed to love, of course.

Something touched her ankle, and Lumi gasped. Then, quickly, it slithered, coiling around her legs, before pulling her in to her armpits.

"Bishop, what the--!"

He just looked down at her with that cool, hungry gaze, a sly knowing in his green optics as shifted his hips in response to the pleasure that was surely rippling through his body by now. 

Lumi tried to wiggle, but the firmness of his erection was making this nearly impossible compared to the flaccid cock of earlier. The appendages (really, tentacles) grabbing her were, she could now tell, of a texture similar to the rest of his "bio" material: gelatinous and warm. And they wanted in on the action.

The pair of tentacles slid up along her legs, teasing her thighs, and Lumi quickly accommodated this strange new piece of anatomy, trying to move in any way that would give them better access to her pussy. It was just about impossible, though, and she whimpered out her frustration. Fortunately, one managed to slide up the inside of her thigh without much trouble and /oh gods/ she felt its girth force itself against her soaking folds. Lumi was trembling in anticipation as much a the tight gel would allow, and Bishop rewarded the sensation by continuing to stroke himself around her. 

Through the haze of her lust Lumi's brain made a silent, half-sensical joke about hugboxes.

She didn't have time to find it funny, though, because Bishop's tentacles began poking around some very sensitive areas and when he found her clit a loud moan tore from her lips. 

How in the nine hells was this possible! What fucking alien came up with a cock this insane?

Coherent thought evaporated when it finally, slowly, firmly plunged inside.

"Oh, Bishop..!"

He continued to stroke himself, in time with fucking her from the inside, and already Lumi was crying out her pleasure at the sheer intensity of the sensation. He filled her so perfectly, putting pressure on so many delicious places! And the sound of his giant hand gliding along the moistened, ten-foot cock surrounding her filled the air with sex. She panted, arms clutching at that bulbous cockhead, and she could feel another gush of fluid ooze out around her. Just when she felt as if she was going to lose her mind, Bishop felt around her legs with the second tentacle, wetly probing, until it came to the cleft of her full, soft ass, and massaged the hole there. Lumi half-yelped, half-groaned, and Bishop chuckled as he slowly pushed that, too, inside. 

Lumi was thoroughly stuffed and skewered. The feeling was indescribable, she was on fire, her core was full to bursting and she wasn't sure how much more she could take. Orgasm was going to come swiftly at this rate. 

As he jerked himself, though, the one-way nature of Bishop's hard cock tunnel began to slurp her down inch by inch. But it was an afterthought - all she could focus on was the intense, earth-shattering pleasure of having Bishop in both of her holes, slithering, sliding, and filling her up almost more than she could bear. Heat was building, and he picked up his pace.

"Fuck you look so hot in there," he ground out. "Feeding my hungry cock..."

Lumi breathed hard, almost gasping as he had her in to the neck now, helpless and unable to move. Oh gods she was close, so close, so...!

The smouldering in her exploded, ripping through her constricted body like lightning. Her loud cries and squirming must've tipped him over the edge too, because the air filled with Bishop's grunts and groans and she felt him throb fiercely around her as he came.Wave after wave of hot, thick fluid erupted out from around her, inundating her as she rode out one of the longest orgasms she'd ever had in her life - the two tentacles just kept fucking her, coaxing her into a long, rolling climax that left her shaking.

Eventually they slowed, and Bishop let go, though the tentacles stayed inside of her for a little while as they both gathered themselves in the wake of their shared satisfaction. If he could feel her through them, maybe he was enjoying the sensation of still being buried in his tiny companion as she twitched and shivered around the intruding lengths.

After what seemed like an eternity, the tentacles slowly slithered out, retreating back to whatever depths of his body that they came from. Lumi was senseless, exhausted, and perfectly content as the giant machine's softening cock slowly lowered her back down to his leg. Soon, it relinquished its hold on her, and she was able to lazily worm herself out enough to rest her head and shoulders on the metal of his white thigh, every bit of her covered in a thick, dripping layer of his spunk.

"Mmmgoodnight," she mewled, lids growing heavy. After a moment she felt one of his big fingers gently hold her down as he pulled the rest of his now-flaccid manhood off her with an absolutely pornographic slupring of fluids.

"You wish," came the rumbling voice from above. That guy could lull me to sleep reading the dictionary, she thought. "Don't forget, it's still my job to get you off this planet."

"You got me off, alright," she mumbled with a half-hearted chuckle. "Holy moly."

She rolled over and looked up at him. Alright, so he was an alien - or the handiwork of an alien - but he was still such impossibly sexy eye candy. How did they do that?

"So, you never finished your story," she said, taking a finger to swirl some of his cum around her nipple. "Forget the fact that you're extraterrestrial - why in the hell are you able to fuck people *inside of your dick*?"

Bishop put his hands behind his head again, and had an easy smirk on his face. "Oh that? Pfft. The people that made me were a highly dimorphous species. To reproduce, the much smaller females slip inside the genitals of the males, have a little fun, deposit a few eggs, and about a month later the female "stimulates" the male again, and he releases the eggs after they've had a chance to develop."

In Lumi's sex-addled brain, it made a strange sort of sense. 

"So you're a fucktoy."

"The *queen's* personal fucktoy," he corrected. "And bodyguard."

"So Bishop took the Queen, huh?"

"*Plenty.*"

"And the tentacles?"

"Those were a personal request to my designers," he said with a wink on his voice.

Lumi laughed. "Girl had good taste. So can you contact the ship yet?"

"In here?" He snorted. "Hell no. I came in here so I wouldn't have to explain to them why my "bio-tube" needed to be "expressed" when we got on board."

"Well," Lumi said, looking up at the ceiling of the cave, biting her lip. "Seeing as how my hab suit is soaked through with cum and won't keep me warm out there, you're gonna have to stuff me someplace nice and cozy for the return trip anyways."

"Y'know Lumi, I think I'm starting to like you," he said, pinching her by the waist to haul her up into the expanse of his palm. He raised her to his face where he began to lick her clean, teasing, of course, along the way. She closed her eyes. "But before we go, didn't you want to explore this cave a little?"

She made satisfied little noises as he lapped at her with his big tongue, paying special attention to her breasts and butt. "All I can think about right now is getting back into that pod again."

"Really," he rumbled, sucking on her legs and letting them go with a pop. "Because all that light seems to be coming from a growth of bio-luminescent fungi surviving off material being expelled by the lava vent about 300 meters further into the tunnel. But I guess you wouldn't be interested in that."

Lumi's eyes shot open and she rolled over to get a look from the vantage point his hand gave her. Bishop was right, the glow of light was from a whole flush of alien mushrooms growing from the rock.

"Oh my gods, give me half an hour. Please? Pleeease?"

Bishop chuckled and set her down onto the ground.

"Thirty minutes and I expect you back in my chest compartment for water and electrolytes, young lady."

Lumi's eyes widened. "You have water!" she exclaimed, as if that, too, was an exciting discovery. But while the idea of exploring another part of his anatomy appealed, the lusty, playful girl in her wanted one thing while she could get it: the D.

"Could I... drink your cum instead?"

"My *cum*? Well, er..." He thought for a moment. "Actually, yeah, yeah you could. It's mostly water."

Lumi bit back a squeal of delight.

"Alright. Thirty minutes and I expect you back in my *cock*, young lady."

"What are you gonna tell them when we board the ship? That you took the "jaws of life" job title a little too seriously?"

"My methods may be sexy, but you can't argue with results," he nodded sagely.

Lumi couldn't help neither the giggle nor the throb of excitement deep in her pussy. She wanted to be stuck on Planet 59061TS with him for a little while longer. A few more days of kinky, mind-melting sex would do it.

But for now, there was xenomycology to do.