***
He was on the bed, his entire body drenched in seth and cum. Xana apparently had strange ideas on what entertainment meant, because he had kept Riordan on his knees for about half an hour, feeding him seth and spraying the thing all over his face, chest and belly when he couldn't take it anymore. That happened while Xana used his cock from time to time, too. At this point, he didn't even have any idea if seth and cum tasted differently. It was all the same goo to him, and it was getting crusty on his body, as his owner had finally decided to leave him alone for a change.
He needed a bath so badly. He could call Kyle, but he still have some of his pride, or so he hoped. So he pushed himself up with a groan. Not even daring to steal a glance at one of the panels that served as mirrors, he walked slowly toward the bathroom.
The warm water was a blessing, he thought, as his entire body immersed in the huge tub. Kyle wheeled in shortly after. "Hi, man," he said and waved. "Did Xana send you?"
"He did. He wants to know when you'll be ready. He wishes to take you out."
"Wow. First he fucks me, then he dines me. That guy really needs to set his seduction play a little bit better."
"It's not a meal at an expensive restaurant what Master Xana has in mind."
That piqued Riordan's interest right away. "Is it one of those stupid parties? I already got fucked into tomorrow. I'm not sure I can handle more."
"No, it is not that, either."
"Are you going to keep me hanging, Kyle?"
"No."
"Right, I have to ask you the correct questions. Can you tell me where we're going? And if yes, what is it?"
"Master Xana didn't say exactly. But he said that I should tell you that you will find the answer to one burning question that has been on your mind lately. He also told me burning doesn't have a literal sense in that particular sentence."
"How nice of him," Riordan commented dryly.
"He also said that you would say so. And he asked me to tell you that you will not think of him as nice once you see what he means."
"Oh, wow, talk about some ominous development, I guess." He was joking, but he didn't exactly like what Xana was insinuating. The fucker was probably reading his thoughts all the time now.
He'd have to wait and see. With a groan, he let himself slide into the warm water, and then groaned in delight as Kyle began massaging his scalp. The way he saw it, maybe the bot was also reading his thoughts, but he didn't do it because of some malicious intent.
Not the same thing could be said about Xana. Now that was a fucker with a hidden agenda.
***
The place they reached by car seemed as non-descript as any other building in that world, the façades opaque and smooth, the color of the grey sky that was more often than not an occurrence there. Xana was already waiting for him, Kyle had told him, and that didn't sit well with him, either.
There was something in the pit of his stomach that didn't want to go down. Kyle had sensed his distress while still at home and given him an extensive massage, but that hadn't helped much. His body was as relaxed as it could be, but his mind didn't want to let go. Walking on eggshells was an understatement for what he felt like doing right now.
He touched his belly gently. Stress wasn't good for babies, he had heard some of his few female friends on Earth saying. It appeared that Xana didn't give a damn if his little Xenolite ended up fucked up just because his daddy liked stressing the hell out of his mommy.
He sighed and patted his abdomen. "I suppose we'll both have to toughen up, little one," he said under his breath as a couple of guards, some lizard species by their looks, bowed shortly in front of him and then opened the large metal doors, granting him access.
No stairs were in sight, but there was a door that led to an elevator. The guards had left him alone, which was quite weird. He walked towards the elevator door and the thing opened in front of him, a light above it blinking in a pattern. At least Riordan hoped it was an elevator as he stepped in.
The door closing brusquely startled him, and the narrow cylinder in which he found himself presently took a sudden dive. Riordan pressed himself flush against the circular wall. It felt more like a mine shaft than an elevator. He was pretty certain that he was going down.
The ride down was short, so he didn't even have the time to get scared. Xana remained a mystery to him. He was, after all, an alien life form, Riordan thought and wanted to laugh at himself for not understanding basic shit about the differences between Earthians and Xenos before putting foot in the spaceship that had brought him here.
He waited even after the elevator door opened in front of him with a hydraulic hiss. Was it safe to step outside? He liked to think that Xana wouldn't hurt him, not when he had so much fun playing with him, but he didn't really know.
His steps on the long corridor sounded loud in his ears. He could sense a humid heat in the air, something like how one would feel on a tropical island, deep inside a forest. Another door opened at the end of the corridor and now he arrived to a large enclosure.
The first thing he noticed was the glass container in the middle of the room. It wasn't filled with water, but with a milky liquid that looked a lot like Xeno cum, as far as he knew. Maybe his mind was too sexed up by his pregnancy to think like that, but it was what it was.
Xana was sitting in front of the container, his back to him, hands behind his back. Riordan had a mind to call out, but then reconsidered and walked slowly towards him.
"You've been really curious about the fate of your Earthian friend," Xana began without any introduction.
Riordan stopped. All his instincts were telling him to run. Just then, Xana turned and looked at him. "It would feel truly rewarding if you didn't go behind my back all the time when I'm the one with the answers, but I don't truly mind this little game you're playing with me."
The Xeno slithered away, allowing him the full view of the glass container. Riordan hurried to it and put his hands on the glass. Lewis was there, but he looked different than before, in the sense that his belly was bulging in a monstrous way. His eyes were far gone, and he was resting his head against a small ledge, while his entire body floated in that bath of cum or whatever that was.
"What's wrong with him?" Riordan asked, his voice trembling.
"Nothing's wrong, and that makes us all truly happy." Xana moved behind him and held him by the shoulders. "The eggs are growing inside him, and he's healthy. A truly wonderful body."
Riordan watched as Lewis' mouth opened in a silent gasp. That must have been a signal of sorts, because a Xeno swam inside, coming from a large tube attached to the container. He looked about Xer's age and his eyes were shining. He took Lewis gently in his arms and began kissing him.
No, it wasn't kissing. He was feeding Lewis seth, and Riordan could tell because that was the same thing Xana did to him whenever he was in the mood for some, especially now that he was pregnant.
"Why is his belly so big already?" Riordan asked.
Xana didn't reply immediately, but he fiddled with some controls on the side and Lewis' belly appeared as if lit up from the inside. Riordan glued his face to the glass. He could see quite clearly the tiny Xenolites in their eggs, not fully formed, but moving slowly, their bifurcated tongues slithering in and out at random intervals.
He felt tears in his eyes. What was going on? He touched his belly. Xana embraced him from behind and moved his lips along his jaw. "Are you wondering if yours looks the same?"
"It's… yours," Riordan mumbled, "not mine."
"That's not true, Riordan. Aren't you happy for Lewis? Yes, I know his name. Soon, he'll give birth to all those beautiful Xenolites."
"You Xenos are so fucked up," Riordan gasped as Xana found his way inside his long robe, the only thing he was allowed to wear nowadays. "He looks like his mind is gone completely."
"I assure you that he's completely conscious. However, he proved to be quite a hungry bearer, given, most probably, his large body. Therefore, he demands seth constantly. It's understandable. His body has to produce the necessary nutrients for all the eggs inside him."
"You don't care if his body gets damaged in the process? His belly is… monstrous." Riordan could barely speak now. Xana was fucking him against the glass.
"He's happy. Why don't you call for him?"
"What? Is that one of your strange jokes?"
"Lewis," Xana called softly, "give Riordan here a smile. I'm sure he'll still hate me, no matter how many times I tell him that you're fine, but it's worth a try."
Riordan watched as Lewis moved his head, his tongue lolling out of his mouth, while the young Xeno dripped more seth on it. He did seem to smile.
"Is this how we'll all end?" Riordan asked. Xana was pounding into him, making him want to scream in pleasure. "Fucked up in the head, nothing but walking egg pouches for you to fill, over and over?"
"It's a gift, Riordan. I knew you wouldn't want to understand. But I chose you, and there's no turning back."
"What's all that white goo? Is it Xeno cum?"
"Yes, from all the fathers," Xana said matter-of-factly. "It is necessary for the process to work. I can assure you, it is hard work for everyone."
Only then Riordan noticed how the young Xeno giving Lewis seth was stroking himself, probably adding more of his cum to the impressive amount already there.
Lewis turned his head away and he wrapped his arms around the Xeno, who took one of his legs so that he could penetrate him. Moans of pleasure rippled through Lewis' body, audible even through the thick glass.
The tube from which the first Xeno arrived just released another snakeman. This one took Lewis from the other and began fucking him, making sure to put his tongue to good use, too. Again, and again, others arrived, until the entire space was filled, and Lewis was passed from one Xeno's arms to another.
"Turn around, Lewis, and show Riordan your birth canal," Xana said.
Just as earlier, Lewis obeyed and pressed his buttocks against the glass. His asshole looked swollen and puffy, and it pulsed, spitting out the cum pumped into him by all those Xenos.
"I don't want to watch anymore," Riordan mumbled. Xana was filling him, probably excited by that sight.
"Are you sure? You wanted to know if he was alright."
"I'm sure." Riordan felt too hot and his entire body burned. His nipples were hurting, and he couldn't even think anymore.
"As you wish," Xana said and pulled out.
Riordan crouched and touched his ass, feeling it just as swollen as Lewis'. A need to feel something pass through it overwhelmed him. He crawled on all fours toward Xana. "What is going on?" he asked, tilting his head back.
Xana leaned over and brushed the sweaty hair out of his eyes. "Envious of Lewis? Do you want to give birth right now?"
That was what he wanted. All his mind was focused in a single point. He wanted to lie on his back and spread wide and push the egg out. He shook his head hard. "But it's not yet the time," he said through his clenched teeth.
Xana hiked him up in his arms and kissed him deeply. "No, it's not. Let's get you home."
Riordan had no choice but to grab onto a strong shoulder for balance. "I can't give birth before it's time," he whispered. "I don't want to lose the egg, Xana."
His master laughed and pressed his forehead against his. "You won't. That was just your instinct kicking in. You'll be fine. I will take care of you."
Riordan watched over Xana's shoulder as his Xeno took him away. Lewis was now double penetrated by two long alien cocks moving in and out of his ass, while his throat stretched taut and his mouth opened in silent ecstasy.
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