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Nothing ever happened on Thiidian.

Specialist Teller kept his head down, eyes forward, his indifference was the perfect camouflage as always. Same as every other day. Only it wasn't. First, he'd gotten pushed around by some devil dog with a bug up her ass, then found out the devil dog was right and they'd stumbled onto a real life conspiracy, and now he spent each passing day looking over his shoulder waiting for the hammer to drop. It didn't help that there was a yawning chasm in his gut since he'd basically abandoned Carter. He hadn't wanted to. He'd told himself when he was seeking her out, that it was so they could both work the problem together, only talking about it, seeing that fear in someone else's eyes had proven too much. Teller wasn't a hero, he knew that, he was just a stupid kid who'd joined the Navy to make his moms proud for once.

Even that hadn't worked out.

Reminiscence about his melancholy past was in interrupted by Agnetti storming into the Command Center. He looked furious. Teller tried not to get caught staring. He didn't know what the man was up to, but it had to be really, really bad. Not like the smuggling rings, they all heard about skimming equipment for the black market, more like treason. Teller swallowed, head down, eyes forward, no hero.

"Wake up, Captain!" Agnetti growled at the snoozing Valero. Captain Naptime, some people called him around base, Teller wasn't one of them, he understood how the misery of Thiidian could seep into a man. Naptime struggled to his feet.

"Sorry, sir. Just resting my eyes." Valero had the balls to actually yawn. Agnetti wasn't amused, his eyes bulged, he actually grabbed the man by the collar.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you have any self respect? A sense of honor? Don't you care about your duty!" He shoved him back and turned to the rest of them, all eyes on him now. "Don't any of you care?"

No one said a word. Teller's ten siblings back on the farm seemed far far away now. A sense of honor even farther. He felt drained, tired. What was honor going to do? This planet was a cold bitch. The Alliance brass colder still. Exceptional or egregious, no one was leaving, not to a sunny posting at Tanuda II or to do a nickle at the disciplinary barracks on Tet, this whole world was indifferent to their very existence. And what was the point of doing good or even doing bad, if it changed nothing? Better to do nothing. Better to forget however you could. They were frozen in a sea of irrelevance their lives passing them by. And no one was going change that. Not even Agnetti in all his rage.

"There's been a break in at the armory. Sergeant Carter was involved. Her mother, was in my personal custody, in a secure area. We have multiple intruders on base." Agnetti turned back to the Captain, eyes hard and raging. There was a man who wasn't going to let this planet take him without a fight. It was almost admirable. "Get me two squads, full battle rattle."

Not good. Eyes forward, always forward.

A hero would have tried to warn Carter somehow. Whatever happened it wouldn't be that bad. It couldn't be. Not here. He repeated it like a prayer now.

Nothing ever happened on Thiidian.

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Katerina led them back into the lab area; her rumbling stomach the least of her concerns. Just off the side of the yawning cube of the lab was a smaller box, all the doors welded shut, living quarters for the staff. Hopefully none of them had been inside when it was sealed. She turned to her nephew, he'd been struggling in walk back from tunnel three; his heavy breath and pained moans followed her back the entire way.

"Adam, could you?" She indicated the sealed door figuring he might be able to pry it open with the electroblade he still carried. Instead her hulking nephew simply grabbed steel handle and pulled. The metal shrieking and tearing as the weld's popped. Incredible... and terrifying. "Thank you." She tried to keep her voice neutral.

"Would you go find us some food? I'm going to the medcenter for a moment." Adam nodded. And they went their separate ways. In truth that's all she wanted. A little bit of space to think. He hadn't said anything at all on the walk back, but she'd felt his hot gaze raking her body as they walked. Any girl old enough to curl her hair would know exactly what he was thinking. No copper smell, could he control it somehow? And if he could, why was Kat still so achingly wet. She doubled back, tiptoeing toward the sound of his heavy footfalls. She followed him all the way to the mess hall. It was empty, clean like the rest of what she'd seen so far. A peaceful evacuation, then not a bloodbath. Kat practically burned to check the data she'd downloaded to her pad hours ago.

Another door popped and tore open, Kat peeked around the doorframe to see her nephew carrying armloads of freeze dried 'food' out of a sealed pantry. He tore into the packaged, binging like an animal. Was that he was now. How much of her nephew remained, without that nanotech device to keep him normal. Keep him human. She'd seen the way he'd defeated the Typhon, it had been glorious and frightening, he moved almost faster than the eye could see, seemingly anticipating his opponent's every move and striking with savage ferocity. It hadn't been human. But the way he'd hugged them all afterward; giant full arm squeezes that crushed the breath from your lungs. That was how he hugged her at his father's funeral, and every time since, like he was afraid to let go, like each hug might be the last he ever gave. That was pure Adam Carter.

Only, now there was something else in there with those crushing hugs, behind those noble eyes. Something dark, something hungry. A Typhon had infected him. Changed him in ways it would take years of testing and research to fully understand. In truth, Kat didn't even know much about Typhon biology. She griped her pad, hopefully that changed after today. There had to be a way to help him. And she did want to help him. Even if he didn't like the methods she used to do it. Kat slipped away down the hall, stumbling upon the medcenter almost by accident.

It was well stocked, Venix didn't care about wasted credits. Or wasted lives, from what she'd read. She found a low grade scanner, bandages and some anti-biotics. From what Sam had told her, they were going to be in a lot of trouble on the surface, maybe even running for their lives, a few field supplies to patch up their wounds would help a lot. Kat had just shoved them into a bag when something else in the cooling unit caught her eye. Halycon-9? Some kind of anti viral, there were only a few doses left, probably a herpes outbreak, an isolated compound like this, STDs spread like wildfire with every fucking every else, usually out of sheer boredom. Talk about incestuous....

Kat looked further down. K-54, that was a powerful sedative. It had been used on Kaga lizards for years, before it became available for micro-doses for public consumption. What she help in her hand was enough to kill four men, the single use plunger argued otherwise. Kat hadn't even realized she was drifting towards the door with the syrette in hand until she bounced off a wall. No. Not a wall. Adam, standing in the door way with a handful of food packets. His eyes following her every move.

"I brought you some food." Adam's voice was like a low rumbled, and her nethers vibrated in response. He looked down at her hands. Kat froze, hopefully he didn't have too much experience with pharmaceuticals.

"Is that for me?" Kat swallowed.

"Its just a sedative-

"I know what it is. Miss Fox and I..." Something painful passed behind his eyes. "We used to run stolen lots of it all over the Rim." His gaze hardened. "Were you going to use that on me?"

"Adam, I need to know if what you found on Gorgo was the same as what we found here."

"What does that matter?" Her nephew growled, there was no nobility in his gaze now, just mounting suspicion.

"Please, Adam. Was it a Typhon? Did a Typhon attack you? Did it infect you somehow? Is that why you have mycovirus in your blood?" Kat's words rushed out in a glut, only she wished she could take the last question back.

"I thought you said you didn't have any results back." He sounded genuinely hurt, but also angry, and he was so, so big. Women were the equal of every man, but not in size, Kat admitted. And being trapped alone with an angry one was always a fear in some deeper part of every woman's mind.

"Why didn't you tell me, Aunt Kat?" Adam demanded.

"I don't feel safe around you." There was a long pause after that.

"Maybe you shouldn't." His hands were moving now. Kat struck as fast as she could, she slammed the quick release K54 into her nephew, and watched the **** surge into him.

They both just stared at the needle sticking out of his chest. The shock of it, the sheer bizarrity almost made it funny. Adam looked down, farther, past the need to his hands. Kat followed his eyes down seeing the gun he still held by the barrel, grip pointed towards her. Kat realized to her horror that she'd made a mistake, Adam had been trying to give her his revolver. Just trying to put her at ease.

"Adam-

And then he was on her. Growling in her ear as he tore her clothes apart, her shirt was shredded, her bra stretched then exploded, giant tits bouncing free, nipples already hard despite or perhaps even because of her fear. Her pants followed right after, despite her frantic attempts to pry him off her, she was stripped to her panties, a rather sheer, purple thong in less than ten seconds. Adam pushed her to her knees, looming over her, face a visage of rage and lust.

"You promised to help me." It sounded like a question, only Kat was panting so hard she couldn't even think, much less reply. "You're gonna help me feel better, Aunt Kat. Just like you did the other night."

Kat finally found her voice "No Adam. Please. Just let me go."

Adam grabbed a handful of hair and yanked down hard. Owwwww. He dragged that epic member she'd never quite been able to **** out of her head, out of his pants and dropped it in her face.

"You know what to do." He told her coldly.

Kat stared at the monster in front of her, she wasn't even sure she could do this. Her tits may have been oversized, but her mouth wasn't and she had a feeling, Adam wouldn't be satisfied with 'just the tip'. "If I do this, it will help you?"

"Oh its gonna help me all right. I can't even think right now, I want you so bad. Now. Suck. My. Cock." He commanded.

Kat wasn't a stranger to fellatio, she'd paid her dues at the beginning of her career like most young women had to. She found a little effort and attention to detail could make an unpleasant task over a whole lot quicker.

She took him by the hand and laid back on a nearby medical cot, making sure he knelt above her. Men liked the feeling of power, of dominance, the sense of worship they got when a woman sucked their dick and she played the part perfectly. Kat squeezed her breasts together and leaned in to suckle at the fat head of her nephews penis. So far so good, she looked up at him, giving him the big eyes. Her mouth already straining wide to take just that much.

"Are you sorry for what you did, Katerina?" She realized she'd told him to call her that...before. She hummed now, and sent her tongue in wide wrapping circles as she bobbed on his pole, dancing across the sensitive head. She nodded, mouth never leaving his shaft, odd, most men would have blown it early by now. Kat reached one hand out to cup her nephews heavy sack, massaging his balls, imagining the warm gravy he spew all over her soon.

Only he didn't no matter what she tried. Kat jerked the base of his shaft, played with her nipples, she even got on her knees and titty fucked him for a minute, but Adam stubbornly refused to cum. His confident smile a poker face, hiding any trace of effect she might be having on him.

"Let me help you make it up to me." Adam said firmly, then once again wound his hand into her hair and began to push her down, he pushed until the crown of his head started to make her gag, the shoved it deeper, forcing her to take it into her throat. Her jaw ached, every wrinkle and vein scraped across her overstuffed mouth as he **** himself deeper and deeper; her nephew's cock was impossibly big. She choked and screamed around his cock as her airway was blocked, until finally her nose was mashed against his abdomen and she had taken him all. Kat didn't even have time to process the sheer volume of what she had taken in, before Adam began to facefuck her.

It started slow, pulling back inch by inch from her burning throat, her **** gasp for air only made Adam's smile deepen. The bastard was loving this! She barely got the cock out of her throat before he started forcing it back down, faster this time. Kat tried to put up a hand to stop him, tried to retake control, but he ignored her like a lion ignores a mouse. His strong hand pumping for all she was worth driving her up and down on that long shaft. No art. No technique or seduction. He was using her. For a woman who'd taken control of all but one of her sexual encounters, it was a humiliating lesson in power. And strangely arousing.

Kat couldn't think, her entire world had closed in to just her mouth, in the distance she thought she felt Adam's hands groping her breasts, cupping and squeezing the nipples, pinching them hard and then soothing them back down. 'God, you have even better boobs than Cindi', he might have said. Kat couldn't be sure of anything anymore. And then the pumping stopped, Kat's mouth straining at the base of her beloved nephews cock, she opened her eyes and stared up at him, sense of self slowly returning.

Adam had a satisfied smile as he looked down at her. She had done well, pleased him. Thank god. Was it over then? Something that felt oddly like disappointment trickled down her spine. Only, why was Adam's hand still firmly on the top of her head. Had he cum and she just not noticed it? Kat tried to pull back but her nephew pressed her back down. Her lungs began to burn from lack of air. She tapped him gently on the stomach, to let him know she couldn't breathe. Adam simply smiled down at her, eyes intent. Knowing.

Kat grew frantic as her vision started to dim. She pleaded with her eyes, tapping tapping insistently. Adam just watched her. She panicked, screamed against his cock, bit down as much as she could with her distended jaw, she thrashed and slapped, trying anything to escape as the world closed in and blackness threatened to overtake her vision. Was this how she was going to die, **** on Adam's cock?

She was just beginning to convulse when she heard it. Adam groaned, and then his cocked swelled still larger, threatening to dislocate her jaw as the first thick rope of cum shot straight into her stomach. Kat squeezed her eyes closed and tried to ride it out, pulse after endless pulse of hot sludge poured down her stomach, filling her like hot soup, before he pulled back and flooded her mouth, then she felt the last few shots arcing across her face. Marking her as his.

Spots dancing before her eyes, Kat choked and spewed the load down her chin as she gasped for air. She dropped to her side. She was dimly aware of her nephews hands cleaning the muck off her face and chin, his cock still terrifyingly erect. She wouldn't survive another round like that.

Adam gently wiped the cum off his Aunt's face, her tiny gasps and shudders only exciting him more, despite his feelings of guilt and self-loathing over what he'd done. His cock stubbornly refused to go down though. If only he could have done things differently. He'd lost control again, like with Cindi. He'd been clinging to a thread the entire walk back to the lab, eating had helped, only when he went to bring his Aunt some food and she'd attacked him, if drove his higher thinking back and his base instincts had taken what they wanted.

Smell her.

Adam did. However much the little slut might want to deny it, Katerina's little purple panties were soaked with her juices and Adam wasn't satisfied with just one hole. He saw his Aunt reach for another vial to inject him with. Unbelievable. His conflicted feelings gone, Adam spit a wad of venom into his palm, then **** it into his Aunt's mouth before dragging her into his lap, her muted squawks of protests falling on deaf ears.

Adam fondled his sexy Aunt's ample chest as the venom worked its way through her body. She moaned and ground her ass into his crotch, earlier **** temporarily forgotten. "Adam, Adam be gentle." He ignored her, he'd been waiting to get his hands on these jugs for a decade, and her certainly wasn't going to let her run the show. Adam cupped and squeezed, caressed and tickled. He even slapped and pinched, feeding off her cries and moans as she fought through the haze of lust he'd infected her with.

Satisfied for the moment, he slid his other hand down to dive between her thighs and cup her most intimately. Her sodden thong, proof that she wanted this. The lady doth protest too much. He pulled the wet fabric to the side. Kat rewarded his explorations with a gasp. Adam loved her gasps. Her snug pussy gripped his finger so tightly he almost wondered if Sam was really adopted. He actually struggled to get his second finger inside, but soon he was working up a nice rhythm. Katerina grinding all over him, back arched like a cat in heat, her head thrown back as he played her like a fiddle. Time for a crescendo.

He lifted her hips and his rock hard staff appeared in between Kat's legs, as if it grew right out of her by magic. His Aunt cooed as he ground her pussy lips along the shaft, smearing it with her juices, in anticipation of her soon to be impalement. Adam needed to tame this slut. Make sure she understood the proper pecking order from now on. She could rise as high as she wanted. But she'd always find herself under him. In more ways than one.

He pushed Kat onto her knees and rose behind her, cock ready to batter down her gates and invade her sweet inner sanctum.

"Adam." She called back. "Please go slow. I-I've never had one this big before."

Adam grinned, cock swelling at her words. His slutty mare was just going to have to get used to it. The baby's head was going to be a whole lot bigger, but he'd be sure to stretch her out, even if it took him all nine months. He grabbed her child-bearing hips and thrust with all his might, taking her to the root.

Kat screamed and thrashed, shaking her head in denial. Pain and pleasure coursing making confusing her overwrought brain, but Adam knew what she was, a slut. HIS slut. He waited for her screams to die down, savoring each one, before she changed to gentle sobs, and then he began to pump. He gave her no mercy, hips crashing into her ass with a slap. Watching her swallow him over and over again, the **** of his thrusts rippling off her glutes and into her lower back. He moved one hand up and traced the dimples of venus there. Good, she was still fertile.

"You're stretching meeeeeee!" Katerina wailed, finally able to find her voice. Adam silenced her with a slap to the ass. God he loved that sound. There was something about her, the other girls just didn't have. A ripened berry, an wine aged to perfection; Cindi and Sam had been girls, this was a woman. He spanked her again. Cracking his hand across her backside. Again. Again. His aunts cries driving him on. Each time he brought his hand down, she tightened, clamping down on his cock reflexively, until at last, she came with a shriek, burying her face in the pillows out of shame. That wouldn't do. Adam dragged her up by her hair. And planted one hand on her neck, the other her reached around to fondled her beautiful breasts, their children would make good use of them soon.

"Adam. I can't-I can't-" She came again, orgasm breaking over her like a wave, starting from her clenching pussy before rippling out to her entire body, she shivered afterwards, he saw.

Adam stopped. Enjoying the moment. "Can't what?" He asked, already knowing the answer. "Can't cum? It doesn't seem like it."

She didn't answer. Her head was down, her breathing low. She muttered something low enough that Adam didn't catch it.

"What was that, Katerina?"

"More." She begged. "I need more."

Adam didn't move, Katerina whined, hips rocking back and forth, trying desperately to find that spot he'd been teasing so perfectly. She pouted. "Please."

"Who do you belong to?"

"You! I'm yours, Adam! I'm yours!" That was a good start.

Adam laid on his back and nodded to his dripping flagpole, Kat was on it in a flash, sheathing herself with a satisfied moan. He wanted her to see his face when they made their first child. She'd think of him every time her pussy tingled for the rest of her life.

"We need to be careful, okay?" Kat managed to get the words out between thrusts. "I'm still young enough to have kids and we don't want any accidents."

Adam said nothing, instead he mauled her tits with his mouth, sucking at the tender flesh of her nipples and making Kat cry out and clench once more.

"You're killing me." She gasped. "Just let me know when you're about to cum."

"Oh, I will." Adam said.

Kat kept right on humping for a full ten seconds before it soaked into her lust addled brain. His tone, the way he said the words. She slowed. "Adam, this is a dangerous day for me."

"What do you mean, Aunt Kat?" His smile didn't match the knowing look in his eyes at all. What was that she saw in his gaze? It looked like ...hunger?

"I'm ovulating any day now. I could get pregnant."

Adam latched on to her heavy, swollen breasts and squeezed possessively. He looked up into her nervous eyes. "I dunno, you're so tight, I don't think i can pull out in time..."

"Don't joke." She gasped, fighting to keep her head clear of the mind numbing pleasure that would be her undoing. "We need to be careful."

"Lean down and I'll tell you a secret."

Heart hammering, her hips finally ground to a halt as she brought her face right above his and listened to his whisper.

"I can't wait to watch you waddle around with my baby inside you."

His words were like a thousand volts of electricity, paralyzing her body. Kat was frozen as she stared down at her nephew, who had just announced his intention to breed her like an animal. But he wasn't. Adam's big hands slapped her ample bottom, before digging in with an unshakable grip, and then he began to pump.

It wasn't sex, it wasn't even fucking, this was animalistic- primal -it was mating. Her nephew fucked her for all she was worth, using her like an object, a masturbatory aid for his own pleasure. Groaning as she tightened at the thought of the risk they were taking. That he was forcing her to take.

"Adam. Stop. Please. I'll suck you off." She felt his cock swell at each word. Adam stabbed her with short little thrusts now, banging into the spongy flesh of her cervix. He began to twitch."Anything. Anything, but that!" She begged. Her hands pushed and shoved, desperately trying to pull free of the cock she was impaled upon.

"I'm gonna cum." He groaned. "I'm gonna put...ugh- twins in your belly!"

"No!" She screamed, trapped between lust and fear, even as her orgasm began to crash down upon her. "Don't do it! Adaaaaaam!"

And then she came with a wail, milking her nephew for all he was worth. Adam slammed her hips against his own, never looking away from her face wrapped up in the war sensations he'd caused. Their eyes met, Adam let the lust and possession he felt curl him into a satisfied smile as he blew his load. He held her deep, the head of his manhood smashing at the front door to her womb. His thick shaft blocking any of his seed from escape and forcing each shot into the depths of her cunt. He was determined to give his boys every opportunity to find the eggs waiting for them inside.

Kat fell onto his chest, exhausted and defeated. He held her gently now. "Mine." He whispered in her ear, his huge hands tender and gentle as they worked through her hair, or traced the lines of her back. Even now, his cock still jerked and sputtered working the last of his dangerous load into her fertile womb.

"Yours." She admitted sadly.

It was then that Adam felt another stab into his shoulder. Had she bit him? No. He looked up at the syrette. 'What the fuck was Halcyon?' And then, all of a sudden the world came crashing down, he was slow aching and exhausted as the toll of the past few days caught up with him. But worse, his mind felt clear for the first time weeks. And with the clarity, came the guilt. Adam stared down at his Aunt's crotch. Painfully aware of what he'd done to her. And she wasn't the first, was she? They were still connected, joined by his penis,still impossibly erect and aching inside her.

"Kat- Aunt Kat, I'm so sorry!" He blurted out, as if that made any difference.

She looked down at him, eyes full of pity. "It's okay. It's gonna be okay. Let's get out of this horrible place." She pulled off of him slowly, cum gushing out around his dick. Yep. He was gonna be a dad.

Kat moved stiffly as they put their clothes back on, clearly sore, bruised even. He wanted to give her a hug, to comfort her, but he couldn't. He'd been the one to cause this. To damage her. Miss Fox's warning rattled around in his head. 'You'll only make it worse.' Instead he helped her pack up the supplies she'd found and followed her back into the tunnels.

They walked back in silence. Lost in thought. Adam felt as weak as a day old kitten, what was in that stuff? He wasn't sure if he loved it or hated it. But it was certainly having an effect. He wanted to ask Aunt Kat about it, but he could still see the cum pooling between her legs, dripping out as they walked. She wasn't in the mood to talk. By the time they reached the antechamber, Adam was sure the girls would be long gone, but they weren't.

In fact they were waiting for them. On their knees, hands bound behind their backs and faces bloodied once again; surrounded by dozens of Agnetti's soldiers with loaded rifles pointed at their heads. Adam and Kat shared a look of wordless understanding. There were trapped down here and Agnetti had already captured the Cindi and Sam, neither of them were in any shape to fight. It was over.

Adam stepped forward, hands high and surrendered.