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Swamp	By : ChrisStork Category: Hellsing > Het - Male/Female Views: 7357 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Hellsing and all other associated copyrights owned by Kouta Hirano, Genon, et al. Should any one of these parties wish it, I will remove this story at once. No money is made from this work.

Chapter List
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Further Warnings:

This story contains a number of acts and fetishes that normally are not in prevalence in the Hellsing fandom. It was written primarily to be as weird as possible and to demonstrate about how far I'll go in writing. You may really wish to hit the back button now.

The frail vampire dashed though the murk. Seras careened after it.

She burned. Those strange,but not unfamiliar desires had smoldered up inside her. With them the warped and sick thoughts came. Cloying like an oily perfume to cover her soul. The intense, perverse frenzy threatened to drown her and she ran straight to the fires of her anger.

The blaze was comforting; this friend of hers. It warmed her, kept her safe. Burned away that foul touching.

It was over, over but for the blood-lust Seras. Delicate strings of heat and pleasure played across her skin. She was excited by its fear. The flames within sustained her and devoured all others. The fire tore out and burned the creature before her. Its muscles consuming themselves to get away. The wounds she inflicted in boredom seared its nerves.

She kept this pretense up of a chase up for her own amusement. The vampire could not keep this up for much longer though. Its mind shattered. Blank, empty fear was not as pleasing as visceral terror. She would end it soon. The freak seemed to fall through the ground. Its life was extinguished. A brief moan of disappointment passed Seras's lips.

A shift in the atmosphere.

She felt something.

Seras slammed her feet down and readied herself to attack. It was on her instantly. A flash of vines, of tentacles. She smashed a few, there were everywhere. A kick bounced one away. She lunged and hit another. She tried to pull one apart and couldn't. It had her. A tendril snaked around her leg and pinned her in place. Lashing out she attempted to smash it away. Nothing. Another snared her left leg and tried to pull her up. She snatched it and yanked on it, hoping to tear the creature from the ground. Murder her own wish.

She felt resistance from the monster. A brief fear from it. Something never before done. A surge and it threw Seras off. She caught herself immediately and launcher forward. Frightened the creature split its tendrils apart. Seras charged into them and bashed each in turn. It waited for her to crash far into them before striking again. Seras hit all she could see. A berserker in heaven. The creature lunged from behind. Smacked away. More attacked. She missed one and it coiled around her arm, slowing her. They kept coming at her. She lashed out, another snared her other arm. Seras refused to leave, drunk on the violence.

One by one her arms and legs were coiled around and she was lifted up. She opened her mouth to strike as one of the fat tentacles launched at her. She bit it, keeping it from moving. The thing was rubbery and she could not pierce it. She tossed her from side to side but could not maul it. Laboriously Seras struck with her talons to no avail. Others slithered up under her skirt. Fulled with rage she thought only of destruction. Silently other desires waited.

Unseen two tongue-like organs rose up and started to lick her. She growled and thrashed about. They inched up her legs from her feet until they reached the backs of her knees. Seras yelped, the soft pleasure cutting through her killing rage. Pip loved to lick and kiss her there. They stopped and continue there torments. The tentacle in her mouth slipped in farther. Distracted by the sensations Seras couldn't clamp her mouth as tightly as she could. The other lurched forward in her mind singing about the things she and Pip liked to do together.

More tongues joined the two, searching and probing. The undulations of the tentacles poured blood on the fire of her wrath. Part of her rebelled, part of her reveled. She bucked and twisted, her animal side desperate to get away before the creature took her farther. One slowly traced its way up her body. When it reached the base of her skull Seras jumped. Pip's favorite spot. Drips of blood on the fire of her wrath. She moaned letting the invader in her mouth thrust completely in. It moved back and forth, pulling her lips in time. Her body convulsed under its cruel ministrations. Her wrath dampened, drip, drip, drip. Her body slowly sank into the blissful feelings. Her rage enveloped with pleasure, wrapped and bound, pushed away into a corner.

And the sick desires came out to play.

The tendrils slid under her belt and swelled out, snapping it. With nothing to stop their progress they wrapped around her breasts and squeezed. Seras yelped and arced her back. Those strange sensations resonated with her. The warped needs in her sang. She twitched to its rhythms. Her tongue started to roll around the intruder. It tasted of salt and lust. Seras suckled on it softly. Without warning the tentacle in her mouth swelled and shot a strange fluid down her throat. Seras gulped it quickly. Heat followed as it was pumped down into her. She quivered. More, more.

Another pushed forward. Ridged and dripping with some pale liquid in nudged her mouth. Seras opened wide and took it in. Her tongue flew around it, its wetness driving her on. The tentacle keep secreting more pheromones as Seras sucked them off. This song muffled her brain, kept her from thinking. Her awareness spread out, every stroke, every sensation was more and greater than the last. It was perverse, disgusting and horrible. She wanted more.

Tendrils pushed themselves up from the ground. They sensed a female nearly ready. These were thicker, adapted for a clear purpose. The fluids Seras had imbibed were doing their job. Her sex was dripping, all thoughts focused on being debased. The first one shoved through and began to wheedle at her pussy. Seras shrieked and humped at it. A quiet part of her mind was afraid. The obscene bulk of her will could think of nothing else. It prodded at her engorged lips, wanting and needing. It ripped up suddenly, tearing her skirt off. She squealed, her limbs trembled. The melody was overwhelming. Need surged through her, crushing all thought, all inhibition.

Now, now, now! She thrashed, her body cried out. The phallus at her entrance continued its teasing. It would rub it length on her, draw back and then make as if it would push into her then stop. The torture was wonderful. So different from Pip's gentle caresses. It was sticky, she started to feel light-headed.

The thick shaft at her wormed back and forth teasing her mercilessly. The tube pummeling her mouth forced itself further and further into her. Her throat bulged out. A human woman would have died. The vampire was in heaven. She squirmed tried in to force that annoying tentacle in her. It pushed against her lips. One way and then the other. Tantalizing in it closeness. It drove Seras into a frenzy. Panting and pleading for more the creature caressed and rubbed her entrance until she was nothing more than an unspeakable desire.

Without warning it slammed into her. She shrieked with joy. Pleasure shredded her nerves. She sucked at the tuber hoping to get it to go faster. Barbs and ridges on the shaft yanked and pinched her insides. Velvet pain and jagged pleasure caressed her tainted soul. She squealed as it grew thicker and hammered harder. Minutes went by as her erotic torture continued.

She felt the one in her pussy expand and a warm sticky fluid was shot in her. Seras whined with contentment, thinking it over. It pulled her legs over her head and she could hear the liquid slosh inside her. Another tentacle took the place of the first between her legs. This one nudged around her butt. She wiggled more, wanting it to fuck her. It was slender, smooth and glistered. It poked and prodded at her hole and slowly squirmed in. Seras relaxed letting it in. It pushed far inside her, and then slowly withdrew. She giggled at the sensation. When it was almost out it thrust back in. Slowly, so painfully slowly it pace increased.

Seras cooed as it drove into her. It was a different feeling, but she liked it anyway. In and out, back and forth, it filled her in strange ways. It slunk in farther and farther up her ass. She arched her hips, wanting it to penetrate more. Felt it push her organs around slightly. A bulge in her stomach traced its path. It pushed and squirmed, seeking to violate her further. Those desires blanketed her, pulled her legs apart and bade her onwards. This desecration thrilled her beyond belief. She writhed, hoping it would penetrate deeper into her. The muscular tube slammed farther and farther in. Seras crushed down with all her twisted might. She felt a tremble along its length. She braced.

It spurted and the pleasure was over. It withdrew making a pop sound. Seras sighed, she hoped for more. A slurping noise and something big emerged from the swamp. It looked vaguely like a clamp with two thick tubes sticking out off it. Seras grinned crazily. Now, now she would get what she desired.

It slid between her legs and lined the stumps up with her holes. A small shock of pleasure. Then it started small orbits on her lips. Something softly sucked at her clit. She moaned. No more teasing give it to me. It tormented her slowly. Heat flooded her legs and joined the warmth in her belly. She writhed under its sensual assault. It vibrated softly. Seras screamed in frustration. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. It refused, giving her only minimal pleasure. She tried to buck her hips and the creature tightened its grip, keeping her from moving. A torrent of profanity spewed from her mouth. Demanding and demeaning the thing that held her. Two tentacles with a mass of hair-like tendrils rose up and approached her exposed nipples. Gently they brushed the nubs. Seras shrieked and attempted to arch into it but another lash restrained her.

She bit her lip and gasped. She was helpless. A liquid dripped onto her breasts causing them to nearly burst with heat. She cried out in despair, tears of pain flowing down her cheeks. Her juices slid down her belly. She thrashed about. The heat was painful and soaked her whole body now. Her cries were growing softer, the feelings eroding her mind, breaking her will. Seras resigned herself to it. The teasing slowly got lighter and lighter. She whined and shamelessly begged it. She didn't care if anyone heard, if anyone saw. She pleaded, promising it anything it wanted. The touching got lighter and lighter and then stopped. Seras sobbed, the bitter pleasure cutting into her soul. Nothing, she was still being held immobile. She watched the drips of her essence fall down her body. She made a game of trying to guess when it would start again as the drops passed parts of her body.

Nothing, the drips crept down her all the way to her mouth. She tasted herself mixed with the sweat and tears. Vaguely she was aware that something being poured into her. The heat in her womb intensified, but Seras could ache no more. Boundless agony on top of infinite agony. Her breasts burned too. She felt as if they had grown slightly and seemed to slosh with every spastic jerk.

When it hit her she almost blacked out. The creature extended the two tubes mercilessly. Stretching her out painfully. Seras arched and screamed soundlessly. She struggled to maintain consciousness, an avalanche of pleasure burying her. Orgasm. The tentacles pounded her furiously. Orgasm. They beat and crashed into her almost to the point of breaking her. Orgasm. The clamp returned to sucking on her clit with murderous force. Orgasm. She was no longer sure if it was pain or pleasure slamming into her. Orgasm. All she knew was that she wanted it. Orgasm. Her vision broke. Orgasm. Her voice was nothing but a whining wail. Orgasm. She drifted away. Orgasm. Sensation almost ended. Orgasm. All muscles relaxed. Orgasm. Helpless in the pleasure. Orgasm. All else burned away. Orgasm. Dimly Seras felt something being pushed in her. Orgasm. Her tongue lolled about. Orgasm. Drool ran out of her mouth. Orgasm. She never wanted this to end. Orgasm. Her stomach distended. Orgasm. A twitch. Orgasm. A shiver. Orgasm. Something took hold. Orgasm. It was a moment before she realized that it had stopped.

Slowly, softly she was let down. The ground squished and Seras twitched from all the wonderful abuse inflicted on her. She looked down at herself. Her breasts were bigger. No way her bra would hold them now. As they slid aside she saw that her stomach bulged. A distance part of her mind realized that she was a mommy now. Giggle, giggle. She started to rise. More tentacles loomed. Manical grin in place, she used her hands to pry her legs apart more. One shot forward and crashed into her. Seras leaned back and moaned. It immediately began pumping something sticky and hot in her. Her eyes rolled up into her head. Orgasm orgasm orgasm.

Her stomach inflated more, being filled with whatever liquid being spewed in her. The fluid and eggs united and started to grow. Her belly grew a little. One finished and the next launched forward. It pumped its fluid in her her as well. Larger and larger she got, looking like a deeply pregnant woman. Each tendril had it turn. Her stomach bulged out like she was ready to give birth. She wasn't yet, but the creature would help her with that.

Muscular tubes seized her legs and lifted her legs well above her head. Two thin tentacles rose up between her legs. They twined loosely around themselves and and spun into her. Seras let out a content moan. Their spinning increased and so did Seras's screams of joy. Faster, faster, orgasm orgasm. Her climaxes slowly fermenting the spawn in her. Her body spasmed, tears of happiness streamed down her face. She came endlessly on the monster's shafts. The creature in her grew and grew, nearing its gestation period. The drill increased frantically. Orgasm. Orgasm. Orgasm. Orgasm. Orgasm. Orgasm. Orgasm. Her mind neared the breaking point. The baby solidified. The tentacles slowly sped down. More wire lines hovered above her boobs and dripped on the them. They sloshed harder now. Filled with milk.

She giggled at them. A quick bounce, just to make them move. Her body had been morphed to obscene proportions by the last few minutes. It had felt so good. A push in her. Her body tensed against her will. Something new was happening. Seras didn't know what it was nor could even name the feeling. A tremor in her belly. Another surge. Something wanted out. She heaved. She forced her legs apart more. Her stomach rolled. A push from unused muscles. A rumble from inside her center. Seras tensed and pushed, shoved and pressured it out.

The last push and it was through. Seras panted for a moment, then looked on her 'baby'. A spongy ball, it resembled nothing. She picked it up and cradled it. Two suckers popped out and latched on to her nipples. Seras threw her head back and moaned. The suction was wonderful. She felt milk drain out of her. Her life to the new life. It sucked and slurped up her fluids. Seras was in heaven. Her tits were so huge now, it took a while for them to drain. The soft pleasure on her lulled her to sleep and she collapsed long before it finished.

Her eyes snapped open. Everything was still around her. The vampire she'd chased lie in pieces. He clothes were fine, except for a few tears and a little dirty. Seras jumped up and tore about, searching. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing, right? She hurt in a few places. It must have been the vampire she'd killed, not, not, not-A dream. She had weird dreams in the past. It must be. It made sense. Had to be. Just her vampire half making her thing these warped thoughts.

She fled the area quickly, however.
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