WiB - Whores in Black
 
 
Fighting crime is not an easy thing. Humans are crafty, dangerous and you can never really know what’s up their sleeves. But what about criminals who… aren’t human at all? Well, that only makes things even harder, of course!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Most people go on with their daily lives thinking that the only thing they have to fear are robbers and murderers, but they have no idea of what lies beneath the surface. Humans are not the only intelligent denizens of the Earth, not anymore, at least. Visitors from space were common and somebody had to deal with them.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“And ‘somebody’ means us,” Agent Miller reflected as she walked through the base of the Women in Black, her high heels clicking on the floor and making it very hard for her to keep balance. She would never get used to these damned shoes.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Also sabotaging her balance were her huge breasts, covered tightly by a stuffy black suit. Agent Miller also hated wearing that, but it was the standard uniform along with the short skirt and high heels, so she had no choice. With black hair and a bob cut, she was very attractive and the suit did enhance her figure. She couldn’t care less about that in this infernal heat, though.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“God, I’m sweating like a pig,” She sighed, straightening her tie. “At least I’m close to the chief’s office.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Miller knocked on the office’s door, and a female voice gave her permission to enter. Having done so, she found herself in a spacious room which nevertheless also seemed to be suffering from the heat, by the looks of the chief.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
When the Women in Black organization was created using females previously working for the Men in Black (in an effort for representation, some people said) and Zara was appointed as chief, few thought that she got the job due to her skills. She had been a competent enough agent for the MiB, of course, but there were other… physiological traits which may have incited some favoritism by the part of her higher-ups.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
And as chief Zara sat near a large table with her suit buttons undone and fanning her chest with several documents, Agent Miller could see those traits. The blonde chief had gigantic, downright humongous tits, even for an organization that offered free breast implant services for its workers. They easily dwarfed Miller’s own puppies.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
And they were natural on top of that. Well, at least somewhat natural. She had originally been a B-Cup, but an infamous sexual affair with an alien had made her hormones go crazy, and her breasts had started to grow in size until they had far surpassed any size reachable in a natural way.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Obviously, Zara was forced to order custom-made bras that were able to fit her, and it was a pair of those (huge black lace bras) Agent Miller saw when she entered her superior’s office. She blushed a little and looked down.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“G-Good evening, chief. I came here to tell you that Team X is about to leave the base for their mission.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Call me Zara, please. I hate this whole chief thing. I hope Team X has a better luck than the rest of us are having recently,” The chief sighed, still fanning herself. “We haven’t been able to catch a single criminal this whole month!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Right… Zara,” Agent Miller was trying her best to take her eyes off the blonde’s pair, but it wasn’t an easy task. Even though she was a lesbian, she had no problem working with so many beautiful ladies, but dealing with the chief was another story. “What about that Venusian who ate the two girls camping in the woods? We did arrest him.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“The son a bitch got away with it,” Zara grinned angrily, clenching a fist and hitting the table, a movement which made her tits bounce. “He claimed he was new here and didn’t know eating women was against the law. Everyone knew he was a lying, but we had no legal right to charge him, so he just walked away.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“What a bastard!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I heard that the two friends were still kicking and screaming inside his gut at the start of the interrogation, but he managed to buy himself enough time to digest them before we could force him to spit them out. Before being released, he asked to use the bathroom and clogged the fucking toilet.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“The motherfucker probably did it on purpose. I assume the girls he ate were reformed and had their memories wiped, but I’m sure he’ll reoffend again.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“He wasn’t the only one to get away. A mantis-like female alien ate her boyfriend but managed to prove he feed himself to her willingly. It was true, because her boyfriend confirmed her story from within her bloated belly during the interview.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“They sound like a loving couple. Let’s not forget we also lost agents this month: there was that unidentified cloud-like alien who was eating models who had gathered for some fashion show.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“The one who just flew past somebody and left only their clothes behind?” Zara asked.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“That one. We knew an alien like that was no laughing matter, so we sent twenty agents to deal with it. Only one wasn’t consumed, and she reported that the only reason she had been spared was because after so many models and agents, the alien was satisfied. A sound very similar to a burp came from it’s cloudy body and it flew back into space.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Oh, I know that one. That has been our biggest failure in some time,” Zara looked very nervous. “If Team X is successful in their mission, it will help a lot with the morale here. We’re in desperate need of putting some aliens behind bars, or we’ll never beat the MiB.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Don’t worry. Team X is formed by competent agents, plus a reliable and promising new recruit. I’m sure this mission will go just as planned.” Agent Miller lied to make her big-breasted chief feel better.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
…
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“So, are you girls ready?” Agent Garcia asked her four companions as got out of the car.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Yes, ma’am,” They answered in unison.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The thick Latina nodded her head, then she turned to a timid-looking, short-haired blonde girl.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Are you alright too, Agent Taylor? If you feel afraid, don’t be ashamed of staying out of the main conflict.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Taylor blushed and nodded. She was only twenty years old, the youngest of the group and also the least experienced.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Don’t treat her like a baby,” A fat-assed redhead butted in. “If she wants to chicken out, she’s only good as alien chow.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Don’t say stuff like that, Agent Hill!” A beautiful but pale brunette protested.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Always the scaredy cat, aren’t you, Agent Lee?” A mature woman with a huge bust shook her head in disapproval. “How somebody who’s so afraid of aliens got this job is beyond me.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Maybe you could share some of your experience with us, Agent Jackson,” Agent Garcia retorted. “You’ve had this job for way more time than us, after all.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Jackson shrugged, pretending not to care about how Agent Garcia implied that she was old.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“You’re the leader of the team, not me.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Garcia knew Jackson held a grudge against her. The older agent wanted to be the leader of the team, but Garcia was chosen instead.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Could we please start our mission already?” Agent Hill, the redhead, asked. “I can’t wait to kick alien ass!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“You’re right. Let’s go, girls,” Agent Garcia started leading the way for the group across dark, empty fields towards a sinister abandoned-looking farmhouse.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The moon and the stars were their only light, and the night’s cool air made their tight suits less unbearable. Waking around with high heels on the uneven dirt road was awful but the uniform was the uniform. Somewhere behind them, a frog was croaking. “Can you give us a quick rundown of the mission, Agent Lee?” The Latina asked.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“But of course! Recently, the entire Baker family (formed by a widow, her sister and her daughters) went missing. It looks like an alien outlaw wiped out the family and took residence in their barn…” Agent Lee pointed to a large red building near the house itself, where the oppressive aura of the property seemed to be concentrated. “…probably sustaining itself on the livestock.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Or on the people of the neighboring farms…” Agent Jackson added sinisterly.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Our mission is to either capture the alien,” Agent Lee continued. “Or blast it down.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The five agents shuddered as they came closer and closer to the farmhouse and the barn, although they blamed it in the night wind. To know that a place that looked so deserted and forgotten could be harboring and nurturing a furtive, feasting being who gorged itself with human prey was enough to send a shiver down anyone’s spine, and the agents were no exception. Subconsciously, the five agents found themselves clutching their carbonizers more firmly.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
In a few minutes, they had reached the barn. They looked at it cryptically, but Agent Garcia shook her fears away and whispered:
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Looks like the door is unlocked. I’ll open it real slow. Stay close behind me, girls. Shoot at any sign of aggression.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
And so, slowly but surely, the Latina opened the barn’s door. The five agents peered inside and found only darkness. Timidly, they entered the building while pointing their weapons in every direction.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“No sign of life,” Agent Lee whispered. “Not a single farm animal here.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The girls looked around a little, pretty scared, until Agent Jackson started getting angry. She lowered her weapon and spoke loudly:
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“What a load of bullshit! They sent us here in a red herring! There’s no criminal hiding here! The family must have gone out on a trip or something, and here we are pointing our guns at an empty barn!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Shhh! Agent Jackson, lower your voice!” Agent Garcia scolded her mature companion. “We don’t know yet if it is empty or not!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Of course it’s empty, you dumb bitch! Stop wasting our tim-AAAAGH!” The MILF never got to finish her sentence, for something darted from the dark and pulled her back in a split second. Something that the other agents, in the miniscule span of time they had to see it, identified as a tongue very much like a frog’s.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Suddenly, the whole barn was lighted up by an unearthly bluish phosphorescence, and the four women could see a pair of shapely legs sticking out of a large creature’s wide maw. They kicked the air uselessly until the high heels fell from Agent Jackson’s feet. Her muffled voice could be heard protesting from somewhere inside the blue alien, but the creature didn’t care. It loudly slurped those sexy legs and feet down like a person slurps down some noodles.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The four agents stood there paralyzed by feelings they were unable to describe. Agent Lee’s carbonizer fell from her hands, and Agent Taylor let hers fall like a person in trance.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Standing on all fours, the alien looked at the women with small gleaming eyes filled with perverse intelligence. It’s head and mouth were very similar to those of a salamander, and it’s slimy, moist-looking skin helped give it an amphibian look, although it probably was an earth-dweller. It’s form was somewhat humanoid and hinted at a woman’s figure.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Why does it,” Agent Garcia began before correcting herself. “Why does SHE…”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“…look like THAT…” Agent Hill ended her sentence.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The awe of the agents was due to the alien’s appearance. Her head had nothing human about it, although a case could be made for the expression it bore. But her body owed more to a hot human babe than to a fat, awkward amphibian. To begin, the alien had a pair of tits. Huge ones at that. Her hips were wide and like those of a goddess, and her buttocks were inexplicably massive and beautiful, even though she had a short tail near this impressive derriere.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
She walked in a crouched manner that made it look like she couldn’t decide between walking on two or four legs, which suggested that she could move around in both ways. If she decided to go biped though, the alien would probably stand around 2,5 meters tall. More grotesque than all those half-human, half-inhuman suggestions was the fact that her belly was bloated by a big, busty bulge that moved around and screamed uselessly from within a fleshy prison.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“It’s a female batraxian!” Agent Garcia finally broke free from the trance, screaming to her three companions. “It’s too late for Jackson, but let’s blast this thing before she can get anyone else!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
With an intelligence level standing somewhere below a human’s but above a chimpanzee’s, the batraxian was quickly able to understand that the things those tasty looking creatures were holding probably meant trouble. Acting faster than the Latina could pull the trigger, the batraxian sent her frog-like tongue and pulled the carbonizer out of the agent’s hands.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“H-Hey!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The alien spat it on the floor and punched it, destroying the weapon. She noticed that Garcia grew pale, and that confirmed that the metallic thing she had broken was meant to cause her harm.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Y-You fucking slimy bitch!” Agent Hill shot her weapon when she saw the alien looking hungrily at a terrified Agent Lee, but the redhead lost balance due to her high heels, missed her shot and falling to the floor. Who was the idiot who decided that it was a good idea to send women out to fight wearing those shoes?!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Losing no time, the batraxian was quickly upon Agent Hill, stepping on the agent’s weapon and putting her huge face close to Hill’s body. Seeing the alien open her mouth, the redhead thought she was done for, but instead of eating the human, the creature licked her entire body with a large, wet tongue. Covered in slimy saliva, the redhead grimaced, disgusted.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Did you just taste me, you gooey hoe?!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Yes, that was exactly what the batraxian had just done. And she would have done it again if she hadn’t been kicked in the leg by somebody. Turning around to see who the daring assailant was, the alien found herself looking upon a trembling Agent Lee who still tried to stand her ground.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Leave Agent Hill be and fight me instead, you monster!” She tried to speak those words in an heroic manner, but they came out unimpressive. The alien stared at the pathetic brunette with confusion. Was she asking to be eaten? The batraxian thought so, but she didn’t look as tasty as the other creature with the red fur and the large backside.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Suddenly, a weird sound came from the alien’s midsection.
 
 
 
 
 
 
𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙋𝙋𝙋𝙋
 
 
Putting a hand to her chest, the batraxian burped loudly and Agent Jackson’s ruined, slimy outfit fell on the floor close to Agent Lee’s feet. The older agent stood no chance against the alien's insides, and was vanguarding the trip to her bowels. The batraxian covered her mouth, looking either ashamed of her rude belch or surprised by it’s intensity. Agent Lee simply looked down at her colleague’s discarded, foul-smelling garments, like a person in a dream. Would they all be reduced to just a bunch of nutrients like Agent Jackson?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The brunette should have paid more attention to her surroundings though, because seeing how she just wouldn’t react, the alien simply sat on her and turned it’s attention back to Agent Hill. The redhead had been trying to get up from the floor all this time, but the saliva coating her clothes was so slippery that it made it impossible for her to achieve her goal.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Hill was suddenly grabbed by a pair of almost human hands, and as she saw the alien’s jaws open, the redhead thought that her end was near. Then those jaws closed around her and the earthling realized that the alien had no teeth to bite her with. Not that it meant much, for Hill still thought she would be swallowed alive in a flash just like Jackson.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Instead, the batraxian started to harmlessly chew on the redhead’s body with her toothless yet strong mouth, clearly tasting her again, much to Hill’s annoyance.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Just eat me already, you motherfucker!” She screamed while her clothes got even more soaked with goo than before.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Beneath the batraxian’s fat, moist bums, Agent Lee protested and tried uselessly to break free. Having the alien’s large anus pressed against her body was far from comfortable, but Lee’s main source of worry was the sound of Hill’s voice, who was clearly about to be devoured.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Let her go, you fat-assed salamander!” Lee said angrily, but her words reached no one. Perhaps it was too late for her and for Agent Hill, but she hoped that Garcia and the new girl managed to get away unharmed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
While Agent Lee accepted defeat, Agent Hill still couldn’t believe the humiliation she was going through. Her clothes had become a soggy, disheveled mess and bits of it were starting to fall away. When the batraxian pulled the human out of her mouth, the agent’s clothes were completely destroyed, leaving her only with her sexy lingerie. Her naked skin covered in thick disgusting saliva, Agent Hill was about to curse the alien again when the predator turned her around and forced her into a position where she hugged her own legs.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Hill blushed, for even though she couldn’t see it, she could feel the batraxian staring hungrily at her large ass and licking her lips. Holding the human like a giant hottie-hamburger, the alien criminal took a “bite” at her plentiful derriere and started chewing it enthusiastically.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Fuuuuuuuck,” The redhead started to moan, ashamed of herself but enjoying the feeling of having her backside taste by the warm, wet mouth. “T-That’s kinda not…”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The alien kept going and Agent Hill kept moaning, until Agent Taylor, who had been watching the whole ordeal, noticed something strange. There was something greenish growing between the alien’s loins. Some structure very much like a rod, and two round structures near it.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“It’s her…” Agent Taylor felt a shiver run through her. “….cock…”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
It was true. Female batraxians had organs almost identical to a penis and testicles in both appearance and function, and this one’s in particular was getting hard.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Finishing her chewing, the alien spit Agent Hill’s ruined panties away, leaving her completely naked bellow the waist, with her ass and pussy soaked in saliva.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“W-Why did you stop?” The redhead asked, and she soon understood why when the batraxian engulfed the agent’s backside with her maw. “W-Wait, that’s no fun! I make a better chewing toy than a meal, I promise! Go back to doing what you were doing before!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
But Hill’s words fell on deaf ears. The outlaw, with the human’s butt-cheeks imprinted against her own cheeks, just kept swallowing.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Shit, shit, shit,” The redhead started panting. “Come on, not like this! My ass has better uses than filling your belly!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Still, the batraxian simply kept swallowing until only Agent Hill’s head hadn’t been engulfed yet. The redhead kept trying to reason with the alien, but the batraxian was more animal than person, and couldn’t be bargained with. She pushed the agent’s head past her lips and down her throat and gulped, a large, moving bulge traveling down her neck and torso until it fell in her stomach, forcing her belly to stretch even further.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The alien let out a sound that was probably a sigh of satisfaction. Those furry creatures dressed in black sure were tasty! But the batraxian’s smile died when she saw that Agent Garcia had managed to find another carbonizer on the floor, either Lee’s or Taylor’s, and was pointing it straight at her.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Spit her out, you fucking monster!” The Latina said, trembling like a person naked in the snow. “It might be too late for Jackson, but spit Hill the fuck out or I’ll blast you into oblivion!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The alien couldn't understand what the human wanted. She didn’t even think Garcia wanted to spare her in exchange for the redhead she just ate. From the batraxian’s point of view, Garcia would shoot anyway, and was waiting the right moment to strike.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“There’s no reasoning with you, I guess. I can pull this trigger faster than your tongue can reach th-“ As Garcia spoke she was about to pull the trigger, but the batraxian’s tongue was faster, after all. It caught the carbonizer again, and once again destroyed it.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Garcia fell back on her butt, terrified. How could this mini-giantess of an alien have such a quick reaction time? Was this mission impossible after all? Too afraid to try attacking the predator again, she followed Agent Taylor’s example and simply watched.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Understanding that those two humans wouldn’t trouble her again, the batraxian changed her attention towards the foolish morsel that had found itself beneath her gargantuan rear. Lifting her ass from the floor and looking down on Agent Lee.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The brunette was exhausted and clearly wouldn’t resist. The alien grinned, knowing the perfect place for her. The outlaw’s tail was short and awkward, but from that distance it was able to grab Lee and lift her from the ground. As expect, the brunette could only protest when the alien shoved her head up her giant anus.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The batraxian’s tail lacked the dexterity to keep shoving the human up her rear though, and the alien was left to find another way to fully engulf her prey. Closing her eyes in extreme concentration, the batraxian trembled a little as she relaxed and clenched her anal muscles in a way that made them start sucking Agent Lee in deeper.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
In just a few seconds, only Lee’s feet were sticking out of the alien’s ass, although they weren’t visible due to the pair of mountainous cheeks surrounding them. With one last pull, the feet were sucked in and a pair of humid high heels fell pathetically on the floor. By the end of the process the criminal was teary eyed, but it surely had felt good.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Changing her attention to Agent Garcia, the alien crawled on all fours towards her. This creature in particular had scared the criminal quite a bit, so she wanted to teach her a lesson before sending the Latina down to meet her friends.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The batraxian pressed Garcia against the floor with her soft breasts, making her unable to escape. Then, the alien opened her mouth and slowly breathed on the Latina’s face, letting her feel the creature's warm breath. Then she the creature exchange positions so Garcia would be pressed between the floor and her stuffed gut, wanting to show the human where she belonged and where she soon would be.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Feeling the contents of the alien’s stomach moving around against her body, Agent Garcia was unable to react. She could hear muffled protests and cries coming from within, but they were impossible to decipher. There was also the loud rumbling of the criminal’s insides, which were hard at work.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Tired of teasing the defeated agent, the batraxian violently unbuttoned her suit, revealing the human’s bra-covered knockers, which she then began to suck and taste just like she had done with Agent Miller’s backside. Agent Garcia’s fear dissipated as a surge of pleasure filled her being. It took a lot of self control not to moan, but her ashamed face told everything she was feeling at the moment. The alien eventually spat out the Latina’s ruined bra and went back to tasting her now naked tits.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
While the alien was distracted, Agent Taylor managed to sneak up on her and gently grabbed her balls, making the alien’s erection increase. The blonde then began to hug and kiss the rod passionately, as it were a lover. This, of course, was very satisfying for the batraxian, who got so carried away while tasting Agent Garcia that ended up swallowing her all up!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Instinctively gulping her down, the alien regretted sending the thick Latina to her stomach so soon. She still wanted to play a bit more with her food!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
But looking at Agent Taylor, the batraxian understood that she wouldn’t be without a toy just yet. Alien and human smiled at one another, coming to an understanding without a single word being uttered. Then, Agent Taylor started to take off her clothes.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Inside the alien, Agent Garcia fell awkwardly on a tight, slimy, hot chamber. Although no trace of Agent Jackson could be found, the place was still crowded with the other two women who had previously been turned into thick meals for the famished batraxian. She was forced to fight her fellow agents for space, but eventually the stress, plus the warmth of their prison, plus being so close to one another made the women feel something entirely new.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Agent Garcia kissed Agent Hill's mouth, and the redhead grabbed the Latina's breasts. Agent Lee wasn't far behind, and she shoved her face on Hill's juicy, naked rear. Being under the batraxian's glutes had awakaned something deep inside her, and the brunette had always felt a bit of an attraction towards her friend.
 
 
 
 
 
 
The Women in Black writhed in an orgy of sudden lust, kissing, licking and touching each other as best as they could in that cramped gut. Panting, Agent Garcia suddenly went back to being the leader instead of the hot mess she had become.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“The recruit! She’s all alone with this monster!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Poor girl,” Agent Lee said after managing to get her face out of Agent Hill’s butt. “She must be so afraid…”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
"Well, if she does get eaten," Agent Hill licked her lips. "She'll be welcome to our little fun."
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
"You naughty girl!" Agent Garcia slapped Hill's ass. "I'll have to punish you for saying stuff like that, you know~"
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Outside, the recruit was feeling something else than fear. Namely, she was feeling the alien’s cock inside of her as the batraxian humped her without mercy.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Oh fuck! Oh, yes! Keep going!” The naked blonde screamed as she was fucked senseless in the barn’s floor. “Shit, I’ve been waiting for this the whole day! Best job ever!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Not that the alien cared that much, but the batraxian was happy to see that her partner was enjoying their sex. At first, the outlaw didn’t think her shaft would fit inside the tasty-looking creature, but it did. Curiously, by now, the women inside her belly were moaning as loudly as Agent Taylor was, clearly making out with one another. Humans surely were strange.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
With eyes wide open, Agent Taylor moaned louder than ever before and almost passed out when she felt the batraxian’s throbbing start to cum.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Rivers of hot alien seed filled her body, and Agent Taylor almost felt like a balloon being filled with water. When the batraxian finished emptying her fat balls inside the human’s body, pulling her dick out and leaving Agent Taylor as a hot mess on the floor, large amounts of bluish-white cum dripping from her pussy.
 
 
 
 
 
 
𝙂𝙂𝙇𝙇𝙇𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙊𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙋𝙋𝙋𝙋
 
 
 
 
A distressing sound came from the predator's belly, and she braced herself to let something big out.
 
 
 
 
𝘽𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙐𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙍𝙋𝙋𝙋𝙋
 
 
 
A loud, gelatinous belch shook the barn and a black ball of ruined, gooey things that once were clothes fell from the batraxian’s mouth. All that fucking had helped speed up the digestion. Seeing the slimy, foul-smelling ball fall near her, Agent Taylor turned towards the alien with a wide smile.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“That was good, but don’t forget you still have to eat me as well. That’s the only reason I tried so hard to get this job: to be eaten by aliens like you~”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The batraxian though didn’t feel like putting the cum-covered human inside her mouth, and had other idea. Grabbing the naked blonde, the outlaw brought her head close to her cock.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“S-Smart girl!” Agent Taylor bit her lower lips. “Since I emptied your balls, you turn me into a cock-snack! How fitting!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The blonde thought that it would be a slow process, but the alien’s cock slurped her up with considerable speed. A thick, voluptuous bulge descended the shaft and ended up inside the cramped ball sack. The alien had probably done this before.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The batraxian, whose name was Tah’ly, had come to Earth in an unauthorized ship with other alien criminals who came to the planet with the intention of smuggling female humans to restaurants in other worlds, were they were to be served as live meals. They had filled their ship with women and were about to leave the planet when the Men in Black showed up to arrest them.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Getting desperate, the space criminals started devouring the women they had caught to get rid of the evidence, but before they could eat them all, the MiB managed to take them to be judged and sentenced. A scared and confused Tah’ly was the only criminal who was able to get away, and for days she roamed this unknown land until she found herself in this comfortable farm where she now lived.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The family of attractive and tasty humans living here proved to be a good source of nourishment for some time, and the family’s cows helped to keep her well-fed too. Still, those five Women in Black were the best thing Tah’ly ever had for dinner, and the batraxian wondered if they had come upon her by accident or by design.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The blonde creature her cock had eaten continued to moan and pleasure herself until being reduced to more alien semen, which Tah’ly promptly came, emptying her balls once again. Her four friends were a different story though, and the alien was only sure that they wanted out when a loud fart shook the entire barn.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Getting out of the building she had chosen as her lair, the alien walked through the fields until she found a place where she was comfortable enough to do her business. She then started to shit out her dinner, a purple log of manure being the first to come out. It fell pathetically on the ground, and if anyone had come across it, they wouldn’t be able to tell that it was some alien’s dump.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The purple, steaming thing looked very much like a statue depicting a busty, curvaceous MILF. It was surprisingly detailed, and it’s face was quite similar to Agent Jackson’s. She had been baking inside Tah'ly for longer, so it made sense for her to be the first one to come out. This “scatue” was followed by three others, all equally detailed and suggesting feminine voluptuousness. Now deprived of everything the batraxian's intestines found to be of enough value to absorb, the beautiful bodies of the agents were immortalized in waste.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
A batraxian’s digestive system was a great mystery to science, but for Tah’ly, all she was doing was taking a fat dump. With one last proud glance at the four purple things, she noticed that the creatures she ate tonight looked even better as shit than the mother and daughters she had for dinner when she started living around these parts. The alien started to lazily return to the red barn, her huge ass slightly fatter.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
…
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Hello, Agent Miller!” Chief Zara patted the brunette on the back upon seeing her. “I didn’t know you operated the reformation machine!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Hello, chi…I mean, Zara. I usually don’t, but I’m covering for Agent Davies, who’s on maternity leave after being impregnated by an alien during a mission.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Zara’s smile died away.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Good Christ! Why can’t any of our missions go smoothly? I’m starting to think that we’re making some mistake, or hiring the wrong women!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I agree. Just look at girls I’ll have to reform next: Team X, a group that used to only get eaten like, 1/5 times. But since we put that Agent Taylor on the team, they get eaten every single mission!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“That surely is strange,” Chief Zara scratched her head. “Every team we put this Agent Taylor on has a sudden increase in success. Let’s transfer her again once she’s reformed, and give Team X a little rest. Good thing we wipe out these girls’ recent memories with the neuralyzers every time they’re reformed, or else our entire organization would be traumatized after getting eaten so often!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“I’m glad I work here at the base and never got eaten,” Agent Miller admitted. “Being devoured and reformed every single month must suck.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Zara looked away, trying to hide a smile. She knew something that Agent Miller didn’t: Miller used to work on field before being transferred for the base after being eaten and reformed thirty-one times. She used to be a complete gutslut, and fed herself and her team to almost any alien she came across. One could say she was the “Agent Taylor” of her generation.