She was the right size that they needed

Jollus was standing on the docks of their new hidden cave outpost, wondering why the special attention was given to this one incubator. Especially considering that at this point they had one that was more experienced and had already proven herself. Jollus was thinking on this matter with the incubator rather deeply while also somehow ignoring the fact she was a woman once before she had been turned into an object for his path to redemption.

Before those thoughts that he was ignoring could worm their way into the front of his mind, the new idol he had just created began to grow a murky green just as the one did at his cabin home. "Good you have done while to spread my influence. Now it is time you increase the might of our growing army." The idol said with a wicked chuckle as Jollus found himself filled with a feral lust once again.

He charged forward, his eyes serpent-like, filled with the need to mate the incubator before him as his fingernails and teeth grew sharper. In what felt like mere moments, Jollus was upon the incubator, his clawed hands digging into her ass, giving her another mark that she was his. His cock sprung out of his pants, bursting through his boxers as it throbbed as if to a sinister beat of some dark song.

Without warning or foreplay, he was thrusting into the incubator with full ****, causing her body to shudder and jiggle as he drove into her pussy, taking her virginity and reaching her core in a single thrust. Poor Domines did not have a moment to process the taking of her virginity, the final defilement of her by the traitor, before he was thrusting back into her.

He thrust into her with reckless abandon, causing Domines entire body to shake despite the black scales that kept her body stuck in place. She was only able to keep still despite all the shaking due to the fact that Jollus now clawed hands dug into her ass, keeping her from being shaken away from him. Domines herself once she got her breath back, finding a steady rhythm despite the thrusting of Jollus that sent air out of her lungs. She cursed him in her mind to the depths of hell and to face the harshest of the emperor's punishments.

Though as she did that, her body began to betray her as a battle sister; she had stayed away from all things sexual, and with the modifications to her, forcing her to enjoy her defilement. Domines found moans coming out of her as the pleasure of Jollus thrust into her core mixed with the pain of his claws drawing blood from her ass. Domines found herself cursing now not at the traitor but at herself for enjoying her defilement as if she were a low-ranking cultist of the pleasure prince.

Hearing her moans, Jollus, in his feral stare, took her as submitting to him and proceeded to act as animals do and mark her as his. So he suddenly and without warning added the sensation of his now razor-sharp teeth piercing the scales that had been placed on her neck and leaving bite marks as he claimed her as an alpha claims his bitch.

To Domines horror, she found her body orgasming at the dominance and began to thrust back into Jollus thrust, causing sinfully loud claps to be heard echoing across the cave as her ass jiggled like she was some whore desperately trying to earn her rations for the night. Domines found herself filled with self-hatred as her body seemed to gain a mind of its own, and not only was she thrusting back, but she was begging into her gag.

As if some reptilian instinct of Domines has submitted, and now it **** her mouth to voice her submission. Luckily for what remained of her dignity, her gag of black scales kept her from speaking. Though such thoughts were soon driven from Domines mind as Jollus, in his feral state, somehow grew more frenzies with his thrust, and with one final pierce of her inside, he began to come filling her, and Domines looked down at her stomach through the gap in her breast to see her stomach swell to her horror.

Once Jollus was done cumming or, as was a more apt description, pissing his cum into her, he pulled out. Then seemingly out of nowhere, all the black scales surged forward, sealing off her pussy with black scales to prevent leakage, and then began to heal any damage to Domines, acting as if she were a machine that they were here to repair. Rather than a woman who had just had her mind and body violated and some deeper part of her feared her very soul had been tainted.

Jollus felt the feral lust leaving him and upon seeing his work on the incubator as well as the Black Scales quickly undoing it. He began to have negative thoughts and began to doubt what he was doing. Luckily or unlucky, depending on who you would ask, the idol in the cave spoke again, putting Jollus fears to rest.

"Good work, lizard, father; you have impregnated the butcher with life. So congratulations are in order once again you allow these fowl zealots the honor of giving life instead of butchering it." The idol said with a happy tone of voice, which was a bit startling considering it's voice was sounding like thousands of bones grounding against each other.

With it congratulations, given the idol went to dark and Jollus found himself losing his sharp teeth and clawed hands. Jollus walked over to his canoe and began yanking about what the idol had said, finding that it was very true on this matter. As he had been in the war with the deceiver, surely he had brought these women to a higher purpose by bringing them onto his cause.

With his conscience now appeased, he untied his canoe and made his way back to his cabin, wanting to sleep the night away in his bed. Meanwhile, Domines found herself coming to a state of little thought once again but was able to use what little thoughts she had to wonder in horror what exactly she would give birth to. As it seemed to her that the xeno's had certain attentions when they applied the scales of a slain creature to her, for what ends she did not know.