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"CHAPTER 1 - Jacob"

In 2310 the human race lost what is now called the Great War. After years of fighting, the coalition of planets that housed the humans surrendered to a race know as the Karat. These aliens allowed the humans to live but only if they worked to better the Karat. The population was taken and each individual was processed and categorized into one of four ‘jobs’: soldier, concubine, caregiver, or breeder.


*Clang* *Clang*

The chains made a horrendous noise as he walked; their tethers barely long enough to spread his legs, his wrists cuffed together like some animal. Jacob, as he called himself, was aware that they were passing cells with men of different ages in them but none of them gave him a glance and he dared not look closer. The aliens that escorted him stared straight ahead, at least from what he could tell. Their eyes were not as human eyes were, instead the entire eye was black with no defined pupil. They reminded many humans of insects with their segmented bodies and wings that flowed from their back. Yet they had vocal chords like humans and walked on two legs. Their arms were long, stretching almost to their feet. These aliens were not to be taken for granted; they were a warrior species and had taken over much of the known universe. Their task was to better their own population and conquer territory and resources to aid in this.

Jacob was brought out of his musings by his guards stopping. He looked up as the door they stopped at opened, inside was a small room with a lone chair in the center. They led him in and forced him into the chair with an air of disinterest. They then turned and left without a word spoken. The sound of machinery brought his eyes to the ceiling where a monitor was slowly lowered until it stopped inches in front of his face. He knew this machine. There were stories of before the war, of every household having these monitors that entertained their household and taught their children. After the war all technology not associated with helping the Karat was confiscated. The monitor blinked, and an image appeared on the screen, a Karate male.

“Tell me your designation.” The image said.

“ Homo sapiens 34356789” he answered. His voice sounded foreign to him, rough from disuse.

“ Do you understand why you are here?” the Karat asked.

“ I have been…defined…as a breeder. “

“That is correct. You are now old enough to serve the Karat. The purpose of this interaction is to ensure that you will do so willingly.“

“ And if I weren’t willing?” Jacob asked, knowing the answer.

“You would no longer be an asset to the Karat and therefore…disposable.” The image calmly stated.

Hearing it put so clinically shook Jacob to the core. Even having known the answer did not prepare him for the utter demise he was feeling. A Breeder only had one purpose, to breed Karat. His whole life would be devoted to giving birth to healthy Karat young. And when he became too old to breed he would be put down like an animal. His eyes stared straight at the monitor.

“I understand”


"CHAPTER 2 - Impregnation"

It had been several hours since Jacob had learned his fate. It had not rested well with him. The Karat had been responsible for the fall and destruction of his home planet, the enslavement of his people and the capture of his family. Oh how he longed to see them again.

Many questions were racing around in his head and if it were not for the cold air in this holding cell making his naked body goosepimple, the pitch darkness blinding him and the fact he was strapped down to a Karat mating table, spreadeagled on his back he could have began searching for answers. He was gagged. "Shit, no time!" he thought as footsteps approached his door.

Immediate bright light dazzled him into temporary disorientation and he then became aware of 3 distinct forms gathered around him. The first to speak was a Karat female.....

"Ah so this is the one who calls himself Jacob? I imagined him to be more warrior like but before me I see nothing but a very young man!"

The second, a male replied .....

"He is aware of his purpose regardless of his previous life, he is to bear us our first child my dear. To ensure this and absolute purity I intend to impregnate him myself, these arrogant fools have little more than stupidity on their side at this facility!"

The female retorted .....

"Are you sure that's wise? Human physiology is vastly different to ours and we should not take unneccesary risks regarding our unborn child's host body, well until the time has come when our child is ready to be birthed that is"

Jacob eyed this female intently with a very strong sense of anxiety as to what she meant by that last remark. The Karat male replied .....

"We are wasting time, I have had the modification to my anatomy that enables me to impregnate human males successfully without the need for surgical or biological interactions from our specialists here, what better time to test my theory than right now? Our reasearch has shown that the hormonal and chemical enzymes present in a human male's anatomy is the closest match to any of the other species we have encountered"

Jacob was incredibly uneasy during this entire argument, his breathing became shallow and his skin cold and clammy, his tight, lightly muscled belly heaved up an down from his breathing and his heartbeat raced.

"Very well, do as you wish!" the Karat female replied and exited the room with the Karat doctor who had stood silent over the entire proceedings. He had looked to Jacob before closing the door with a look that resembled sorrow and pity.

Jacob prepared himself as best he could in his head, "SO MUCH CHAOS" he thought staring at the Karat male as he prepared for the deed. He felt light headed as the Karat exposed himself in all of his disgusting glory. A long, thin, red penis emerged from under the Karat exo-skeleton with a nasty looking pointed end and a slit that ran cleanly over the tip. It reminded Jacob of the end of a sewing needle used often by his grandmother to mend his clothes. This brief memory warmed him slightly and he found himself drifting to memories of love, home and family.

It was short lived as the Karat male climbed atop the table and stared intently at Jacob with the most disgusting and crooked of faces Jacob thought he'd ever seen. He was expecting to be mounted from behind for a brutal and forceful mate but was surprised when he felt a sharp, stinging pain from his bellybutton. He looked down and was shocked to see the Karat penis embedded in his belly.

A shrill buzzing sound filled the room as the Karat male pulsated his penis and wings, semen and egg mixing together and finally with a deep groan, Jacob felt the egg pop from the penis into his belly. The Karat male climbed down and proceeded to a table at the far corner of the room to a long thin cylindrical object his penis sliding back under the tough exo skeleton as he walked. Jacob watched him through pain filled eyes as a trickle of blood and Karat semen ran from his navel onto his thigh. With the flick of a switch this cylindrical object healed his ruptured and ravaged bellybutton immediately and at that moment he was flabbergasted.

"Karat medical technology is far superior to you're own!" the Karat male replied with mock interest. "Now you will no doubt have questions and the computer terminal in the next room shall answer them as best it can! But listen closely, you are now an official experiment and as such you will not leave this facility, you will be given appropriate comforts but you are still a human and still mine, is that clear?"

Jacob could only manage a brief nod and with that the Karat male exited the room. Jacob broke down and sobbed, he did not want this thing growing inside of him. He hated the idea of nurturing the spawn of a horrid race in his belly and he was sure not going to let it break him.

He went to put on his provided clothing on his bed in the far corner when suddenly he dropped onto his back on the bed crying out in agony. IT HAD STARTED!! His belly swelled to full term almost immediately with a rumble. The pain was beyond anything he had experienced before. His screaming echoed throughout the room and he witnessed several distinct movements from under his belly skin. He was terrified, tears spilled from him as his bellybutton popped under the pressure.

Then it stopped. After several long moments during which the Karat fetus visibly moved and kicked, it was like waves he would recall later, his popped bellybutton like a boat on rough seas, Jacob raised himself up on staggery legs to the mirror on the far wall. He looked at his altered shape for the first time. His belly was massive, his bellybuttom popped out with great protusion.

He cried again and with that he curled into the fetal position and slept for some time. When he awoke he was keen for answers and proceeded to the computer console. But not before requesting something to eat after an angry kick from the Karat now growing within him.


"CHAPTER 3 - Gestation"

Jacob ate his meal intently, famished from the ravaging his body had taken over the last hours. The fetus growing within him had grown several inches and his belly was now firmly taut and at least one and a half that of a full term human female. Jacob strained under its weight, he feared greatly! The strength of the fetus was beginning to assert itself from within. Several kicks had Jacob wincing on the floor on his back in agony, his belly pulsating and jerking violently, bellybutton acrown. His tears fell as he was sure it would rip itself from him and he would be no more. He desperately wanted this to be over.

After hours of question after question with the Karat male who first interviewed him before his violent rape and impregnation with the doctor and father of his unborn, Jacob finally had some clarity.

He ran over it all again to make sense of it all ....

"When can I expect to give birth?"

"Human gestation periods last typically 40 Earth weeks. With Karat fetus progression and development of the exo skeleton you shall be ready to birth in approximately 7 Earth days."

"SEVEN DAYS? What does the birthing process involve?" Jacob asked.

"At the correct time and when we believe the fetus is sufficently developed to survive outside of its protective host body, it will be cut from you and placed with its parents immediately!"

"CUT?!?" Jacob yelled anxiously as he placed a hand on his heavily pregnant belly to be met with a strong kick from within.

"That is correct, as a human male you have no natural or biological means to deliver a fetus through conventional terms. This is the safest means of obtaining the fetus from its host body with the least amount of risk to it."

"Will I be awake during this so called birthing process, will I feel it?"

"Yes you will be conscious and fully aware during the entire birthing process, we do not know what effect any debilitating substance will have on the fetus and as it is the father's responsibility to sire the fetus unhindered it is his responsibility to birth it from the host body unhindered, it is Karat tradition and you will adhere to it"

"What about risk to me? ALL I AM IS A F**KING EXPERIMENT?"

"There is significant risk that you will not survive the birthing process, however our medical staff will endeavour to make sure that is not the case. You were informed of your purpose and you are to serve the Karat and henceforth you are stripped of any human rights at all. Questioning risk to yourself is of non importance. You will do as we ask or you will be rendered disposable but not until the fetus you are carrying has been delivered"

Jacob felt pain again as his guts took a real beating from the feet of the unborn alien in his belly. He doubled up and stopped the tears. Forcefully composing himself and numb from shock he asked one final question .....

"Can you tell me why I'M so important to this, why the hell couldn't you just breed yourselves?"

"Our females were put under significant risk in our traditional birthing methods. The birthing process was nearly 100% fatal on the female. This was considered amongst our people after time to be too great a risk and the tradition was abandoned as was procreation altogether. That was until we discovered you're species. Human females were considered unuseful due to the vast genetic difference but when we analyzed human males we found significant genetic similarities in the anatomy to eliminate that risk."

At that Jacob ended the interface and stared intently at the screen for several minutes. He could not believe what he had just heard. His hand met his stretched and swollen stomach and a tear fell from his face, it fell onto and ran down past his navel, leaving a sheen around its edge. He went to his bed and lay in the most comfortable position he could find, on his back. His pregnancy was huge, strained and alive with movement. Then the kicking started again and with it a fresh wave of pain erupted. The last thing Jacob remembered before passing out amongst his cries was the image in the mirror on the wall, the shape of a foot, a KARAT foot, on his belly skin, his popped bellybutton resting in the middle of it.

His nightmares were horrendous over the next 6 nights, leaving him exhausted. His unconscious mind's images full of horror and dread. He dreamed his own death, belly splayed open at the navel where it had given way and a shrieking Karat fetus flinging blood in all directions, feeding off his intestines. He often awoke with his body drenched in sweat and the echo of his scream still fresh in his mind. Yes it was only a dream he told himself but what fate awaited him on his back in that birthing facility, the rapist father, birthing knife in hand. He was almost driven to madness of the thoughts he could not banish from his tortured mind.

The days were not much better, he would find the kicking growing in intensity, the movement in his belly noticable under bedding and clothing, the pain almost unbearable. The blackouts were coming with greater frequency and his eating had increased but no fat had a chance to adhere to his now scrawny figure, any nutrients he ingested went straight to the unborn fetus. Just enough went to keeping him alive.  

Jacob did however find himself doing something he never imagined possible, he found himself getting attached to his condition. The alien that had kicked him without mercy over the last 6 days. He found himself rubbing his engorged belly with a fondness that he found impossible to feel but feel none the less. He would spend hours feeling his pregnancy, playing with his bellybutton, pushing it in and waiting for it to pop out again. He masturbated frequently to alleviate his tortured mind. With each successful distraction he somehow felt human again.

It had arrived as a smack in the face ..... Jacob, half insane from the pain and distractions he devised had looked at the chronometer on the computer interface and realised that in less than 16 hours he would be rid of this parasite in the most terrifyng and painful of ways. He lay on his bed with his engorged belly pointing skywards and said a prayer, a prayer that he hoped would be answered. That he would live.

As sleep took over him his belly pulsated and jerked with a lould gargle as the Karat fetus found a comfortable spot to rest as well.


"CHAPTER 4 - The Night Before Last"

This chapter focuses on events on the day previous to the ending of the Gestation Chapter.


Jacob was awakened on his bed by the fetus shifting within him. He winced as his belly grew a further 2 inches and pulsated with loud liquidy reports. His skin tightened, his bellybutton strained. He now looked twice that of a human full term female. Putting his hands either side of his pregnancy, he willed the pain to stop.

The Karat had reached its full gestation. All that was left now was the hardening of its exo-skeleton in order to be ready for its new life in the outside world. Jacob found himself wondering again about the birth, he loathed it. Feared it. To be awake and conscious during such an event left him with cold shivers and tears, the thought of the father as he cut his way in to retrieve his child. "Enough!" Jacob banished all further thoughts from his mind and stood to get dressed.

Looking in the mirror was a common activity for him now, staring at his ball sized gut, alive with movement, elbows, feet, even nails. He hated the nails, vast burning sensations as the fetus scratched him from the inside. But a different sensation was making itself be felt within Jacob, a warm, protective instinct over the unborn within him. He wondered if it had something to do with the fetus itself, chemical impulses fed straight to his bloodstream. "To protect itself from any harm I might wish it" he thought

As much as he hated to admit it, he found himself admiring his condition, a life, growing within him. He would put his free hand atop his belly as he lay in bed masturbating, feeling the entire length, feeling the movement underneath, feeling good when he massaged the semen from his orgasm into his taut belly. The fetus seemed to respond to him every now and again, it would push against his hand ever so gently when good thoughts passed through Jacob's mind.

"This is crazy" Jacob thought, but more and more of this strange instinct seemed to flood him. It was at that moment, he heard his door open and looked to see 3 Karat doctors and a heavily pregnant human male enter. "We have come to examine and determine the sex of the fetus in preparation for its birth, lie down!" The doctor pointed to the bed. Jacob complied and was escorted by the two remaining doctors who then proceeded to hold him down by his arms and legs. "What are you going to do? asked Jacob alarmed. He worried it was a ruse and any moment now the father would storm in, but no a Karat nurse wheeled a metal trolley with instruments into the room and left closing the door behind her.

The Karat doctor pulled Jacob's vest up to expose his belly and began probing and palpating it with force. The fetus responded angrily and made its presence known with fevered kicks and gargling noises as it squirmed within. Jacob fought the tears as the pain intensified, determined not to let them see him cry.

"Ah it seems you have gestated quite a feisty Karat within you. Dr Kravic will be pleased. Now for lifesign checks and samples of your amniotic fluid and to finish with sex determination" Jacob eyed the Doctor intently as he prepared the instruments for his examination, a probe with what looked like audio equipment, a large syringe atop with a fierce looking needle, a long metal object with some sort of scanning equipment on its end and a Karat scalpel with curved blade. "Scalpel, what the hell is that for?" Jacob wondered. Then the examination began.

The doctor proceeded to strap the probe across Jacob's belly and flicked the switch on its far side. A resounding heartbeat filled the room and a smile spread across the Doctor's face. "Stronger than I imagined" he mused.

Unstrapping the probe, he then picked up the syringe and pierced the belly before him eliciting a cry and a tear from Jacob, he buckled and hated himself for it. This view of emotion only seemed to make the Karat doctor happy to continue.  The needle continued to insert, deep seated stinging Jacob felt. With a pull on the plunger he seen it fill with a pale, white liquid. The needle was pulled and in no time the syringe exited him and he seen the doctor injecting the liquid into a vial for later testing.

"Now for the determination of the sex of your fetus, this procedure requires the insertion of this equipment and direct contact with the exo-skeleton, hold him down"
The other doctors held Jacob down hard as the examiner approached Jacob, scalpel in hand. "SHIT, NO" was all Jacob could think as he felt the cold tip of the scalpel rest atop his popped bellybutton and the white hot pain as it forced its way thru the scar with a mild "pop". The pain was wild, the scalpel cut a further centimetre down his belly and with that came a warm trickle of blood. Jacob blinked back the urge to vomit as the long metal object was inserted into him and with that came a satisfied acknowledgement from the doctor. "Ah you're fetus is male, Dr Kravic has always expressed desire for a son." In an instant the probe was removed and with his wound healed, Jacob was released.

"We brought you a visitor, he will be birthing within the next Earth hour and we deemed it neccessary for you to meet a fellow breeder and for you to experience the process" The door closed and Jacob eyed his heavily pregnant guest with eyes that filled with sorrow and intrigue.

J: "My name is Jacob" he began.

S: "I am Servan, so you're the new experimental breeder that has eliminated the need for surgical implantation of this filth and word has it, the bastard impregnanted you himself"

J: "That is true, but I have questions and I need answers before we run out of time. What happened that you ended up here?"

S:"Well, let me put it to you straight. I was scouting with my father in our ship when we were captured by the Kratonin Guard. They stormed the cockpit and blasted us with stun guns. I never seen him again. I was brought before the interviewer and informed of my designation as a "Breeder" and I was assigned to the Karat Senator.

J:"Whats was it like, you're impregnation?"

S:"You never forget you're first time Jacob, mine is with me every waking moment of my life. My sire is known for his distaste towards humans and treated me accordingly. I was mounted for sheer pleasure only, f**ked for his enjoyment. Surgical impregnation took place minutes later and for 7 long days I was in sheer agony from the unborn in my belly. It scratched me, kicked me."

J:"Spare me the details, I am fully aware of what that is like." Jacob put his hand on his exposed belly and watched as the fetus ravaged beneath, rumbling and gargling, his bellybutton moved slightly.

J:"How do you mean, you're first time, you've done this before?"

S:"Many times, I forget exactly!"

J:"How does it begin, the Birthing?"

S:"Each Sire is diffrent in their methods of Birthing, you're Sire is rumoured to have a fondness of a more surgical and scientific nature, mine prefers to make the host suffer, often inflicting unnecessary harm."

J:" Touching. Can you remember you're first?

S:"Are you serious? Of course I can!! I was awoken mid slumber on the night of the 7th day and dragged to my feet and out of my room. The senator and his wife were in attendance as were several doctors as I entered a brightly lit room with a table in its centre, draped in red velvet and complete with leather straps. My clothing was taken from me and I was strapped in tight. The senator had a fondness for eliciting pain in others. He put his hands on my belly and feeling it move and kick, he laughed. With that his wife produced a large red ornate box with some sort of crest on it. He opened it and brought out the most beautiful and ornate looking knife I had ever seen."

Jacob cursed under his breath. Servan took no notice.

S:"Our Birthing Knife, he said as he held it high the crest sparkling in the bright light. "Finally it shall see another generation!" he said. Those words echo in my mind. Each moment of each day. The pain Jacob, the pain is unbearable. It never gets any easier."

Servan composed himself and continued.

"The Senator began without thought for mercy, it felt cold against my belly as he teased my nerve endings gliding it from top to bottom and back without pressing it home, almost like he enjoyed watching my belly quiver. I was terrified of what was to come. The fetus was squirming and kicking me relentlessly. My belly heaved up and down from my fear. Then it began, with the sick shock of a thousand paper cuts multiplied it began. With a horrible slice in an instant my belly was open wide. My screaming only seemed to make him look crazed with joy as he continued his given right. The knife slick with blood continued its path from just above my pubic bone up towards my breastbone. Blood poured from my wound in deep crimson gushes. Then it was a violation, I felt and seen his hands enter me, his hands inside me, gripping the fetus and pulling it out. I can remember his fingers as they darted around inside me, the sound as the fetus was ripped from me and the resounding shrieking as it took breath for the first time. I felt cold, sure death was only seconds away and a welcome prospect when I blacked out from blood loss and underwent medical healing. I awoke two days later, belly pulsating and full term again. Sired in me by the Senator"

Jacob felt sick, his insides burned and he fought the urge to loose his latest meal. His belly was alive again and the Karat exo-skeleton was definately hardening, it scratched at the inside and the pain was like fire. Kicking and squirming were the least of his worries.

S:"Just pray you're Sire has a little more compassion than mine, I pray to hell that he does!"

J:"How many times have you done this Servan? You don't look any older than me. I'm 18!"

S:"I am 26 Earth years! Think how many weeks there are since I were recruited at 18?!"


At that moment the door opened and 3 Karat medical staff came in. Looking at Servan, Jacob vomited and with that came the words he were dreading.

"It is time, YOU will accompany us to witness the procedure"

Jacob knew in an instant what to expect and with that he was dragged to his feet along with Servan and began the walk to the Birthing Table.


"CHAPTER 5 - The Final 24 Hours"

Jacob walked silently alongside one of the medical staff, daring not to look at anything that caught his attention. He became aware of screams in the far end of the facilty, echoing down the bright corridors. "Birthing" he thought to himself as Servan walked directly in front of him. Jacob was thinking of Servan. "Why no emotion, his face doesn't even betray the slightset hint of anything! Probably due to the 8 years he has had to endure of this, ripped open week after week and giving life to this demon race!"

At that thought, Jacob felt a violent movement within him , he doubled up in agony and collapsed onto his back, clentching his teeth to bear through it. One of the doctors escorting them dropped to his knees and palpating Jacob's belly he spoke gently "There, There, You have not much time left inside little one, you shall be meeting you're parents tomorrow." The pain subsided and Jacob returned to his feet and kept walking pace with Servan who was rubbing his belly and singing gently. "What are you doing?" Jacob asked with bewilderment.

"It calms me for whats through those doors less than 4 feet from us. If I am going to die today, I'd rather be prepared for it and this hymn I'm singing is an ancient traditional choice for human funerals. Not that I expect one at the hands of these creatures, hell my belly will still prob be open when they fling my carcass into the incinerator!"

Jacob felt a tear run domn his cheek at Servan's broken spirit. He pulled him in a tight embrace and whispered into his ear "Good luck!" Jacob stepped back as the medical team pulled Servan through the doors and prepared him for the procedure. Jacob was overcome with emotion not just for Servan but for himself, he would be the one in that room less than a day from now. He went to dry his eyes with his hand when he felt a tight grip on his arm and was pulled into the room before he could even protest.

A doctor was the first to speak. "Senator Grolk, this is the human Dr Kravic was speaking off during your last meeting." Jacob tensed and thought "So this was the Senator."

Grolk was a towering beast of a Karat with huge imposing wings and grotesque facial features. He had large hands with thin, craggy fingers ending in razor sharp nails. His whole demeanour was foul and he stared intently at the belly poking out from Jacob. He walked over and put his hand on it, it was met with a kick and a squirm in return. Grolk smiled and sneered "Praise the Elders, You have a feisty one within you. It is a wonder it has not birthed itself!" Grolk laughed and his foul breath made Jacob wretch. To that Grolk, less than a centimetre from Jacob's face spat "Besides a feisty youngling makes for a more enjoyable birth experience. You're Sire is more interested in the science of you're new method of impregnation. That is a great pity, I bet he would have enjoyed you. That is not to say he will not enjoy the honour of cutting it from you as I am about to do with my son."

Jacob pulled away revolted and resolute, the doctor grabbed him by the arms and held him forcefully as Grolk walked toward Servan. Jacob felt helpless as he stared at his new found friend, bound to the table, arms and legs strained from the leather straps. His huge belly a perfect dome and pulsating vigorously. Grolk towered over him, knife in hand. "Servan was right, that knife is beautiful" Jacob observed.

Then it began, Servan whimpered as Grolk again for god knows how many times teased him with the cold tip of the knife as he trailed it across his belly, a sick smile of enjoyment as he did it.

Jacob watched as this continued for several seconds.

Servan fidgeted as he felt the cold steel, wishing this could just be over, a tear fell from his cheek and ran down his neck. Jacob witnessed this and it prompted a fresh tear of his own, he looked to the floor and was brought back by the sound he hoped he would not hear, the screaming of Servan. It was happening and Jacob was powerless to stop it.

What he saw traumatised him to the deepest level. From now until he witnessed the Karat infant Jacob was incapable of anything except a black expression of trauma.

Grolk forced the blade with effort into Servan's lower belly and pulled it towards his ribs, neatly and effortlessly cutting the skin. A gush of blood and amniotic fluid spewed forth, soaking the table and trickling onto the floor. Servan was wild with pain, screaming and desperately trying to move his arms and legs but without success. Grolk continued without pause, the knife sliced north, a resounding "plop" as it cut through the bellybutton and stopped just short of the end of the dome. Setting the knife aside, Grolk then put his hands into the belly itself, reaching in to fetch his son. Servan felt the warm fluids as they pumped from his opened belly, a soothing heat around his buttocks and thighs. After several times of Grolk pulling the wound wider, ripping it longer, making Servan arch his back as it was done the fetus emerged. A loud shrieking began as it took air for the first time. The young Karat was pink in appearance with its legs and arms similar to an insect. On its back were short wings which buzzed intently as it was freed from its host. With a final tug which ripped it free, Grolk took the birthing knife and severed the nutrition cord attached to a key point for maximum nutritional input. It dropped between Servan's legs and wriggled several times. He walked to his wife who had outstretched arms and a blanket ready.

Jacob shifted his gaze to Servan who had gone silent after the fetus had been removed. He looked terribly pale and had obviously lapsed into unconsciousness. Jacob thought he had passed. At once the medical staff set about making him fit for another impregnation. Just as he'd given up hope Jacob heard a great sound fill the room, a faint heartbeat growing stronger as the staff filled Servan with healing chemicals to reproduce more blood. Nutritional needs were injected to get him to full health and they used that healing device used on him to mend the gaping wound.

Jacob could not believe his eyes, in a matter of seconds, there was no wound at all and Servan had regained a healthy colour.

Grolk returned and had a final few words for Jacob that he did not hesitate in saying with the most venomous of tones. "You're friend is my property human, forget about any future contact with him, you are to remain seperated. Now if you will excuse me, I have another child to sire."

Jacob was dragged from the room as Grolk walked toward Servan lying motionless in the medical bay, lifting his tunic to expose what Jacob already knew resided within. Grolk took Servan's legs and pushed them up over his now flat, toned stomach, exposing the most beautiful arse Jacob thought he had ever seen. As the doors swung closed all Jacob saw was the Karat penis unsheathing itself from under Grolk's exo-skeleton. Flung back onto his bed he wished he could banish the now terrible thoughts ravaging his brain.

It was several hours later when Jacob found himself awake and his belly was still for a change. It in all of its beautiful roundness aroused him. He could not stop feeling it, he was soothed by the circular motions his hands made around his swollen belly, the mound of flesh atop that used to be an innie brushed under his fingertips. He grabbed his erection and began to pump vigorously, he came quickly spraying huge jets of orgasm all over his pregnancy. As he massaged the fluids, he was aware of movement again, the fetus gently rolled within him for several minutes as if having a private Tango for one. The thought made Jacob laugh. To laugh made him feel good. He put both of his hands atop his belly and said aloud "Tomorrow you will be free and promise me something, if you can, keep the soccer to a minimum!" He was met with a kick in return.

Sleep found him quickly, he dreamed of pleasant things, his mother, father and his brother. He dreamed of long open fields on a hot summers day, sunbathing in the hay. His father on the BBQ, his brother shooting squirrels with a stun gun and being shouted at by his mother. Jacob slept sound for the first time since he had been impregnated and awoke the next day as rested as he could be.

Jacob ate his breakfast and lay on his bed for a long while. He pulled his vest up to expose his ball belly and rubbed it. He cried as he heard the footsteps approaching his room, the door opened and Dr Kravic and his wife entered, behind them were 4 doctors with a Birthing table. She was first to speak. "It is time, we will perform the procedure in this room. You will comply and you will undress, NOW"

Jacob complied and found himself preparing with a calmness he didnt expect. He had accepted this. He did as he was asked without question or hinderence.

He saw the familiar red box in the hands of Mrs Kravic and admired the crest once again. She placed it on the desk next to the computer interface along with a blue embroidered blanket.

Jacob felt the fetus move, kicking and squirming from within. He put his hands on his belly and with one final moment of togetherness he said his goodbyes to the alien within him as he prepared to climb onto the table. At that moment Dr Kravic yanked Jacob's hands away and sneered at him "You are a vessel, a host for my son. Feelings are irrelevent, you will never see him, a filthy human like you and you will be host to another by the time you awaken, I will make sure of it!"

Any efforts Jacob went to calm himself were now in vain. He was forced onto the table by the 4 doctors and one by one his arms and legs were bound as he lost composure. His stomach, strained and alive with movement heaved up and down with his breathing, his heartbeat raced. Kravic placed a hand on Jacob's belly and felt his son move. He smiled and proceeded over to kiss his wife.

"You will be needing this!" she said, placing the Birthing Knife in Kravic's hands. With a solid gold handle encrusted wih rubies, the blade long and as sharp as ever.

Jacob eyed the knife as Kravic walked towards him. He closed his eyes and waited for the nightmare to begin. The fetus squirmed visibly in his belly as Kravic raised the knife.


"CHAPTER 6 - Birthday"

Jacob entered his mind, filling himself with distractive thoughts of home, his family, Servan .... it soothed him, made him blissfully unawares of the outside world. He thought of his mother, how she used to stroke his hair and sing to him when he was scared. This image made him shed a tear, oh how he wished he could be back in her arms again, like he was as a boy.

He was brought fleeing back into the present as he felt the prick of the cold, steel tip press against his belly, just above his pubic bone. The fetus squirmed within him. Ready to be birthed. His heart felt as if it would burst from his chest and his breathing quickened. He tensed his muscles as he prepared for it to happen. His head buzzed and his face flushed.

"Are you ready, my dear?" Kravic asked as he prepared to birth. Standing over the belly, heaving and slick with sweat. His wife stood vigil with the blanket opened out to receive her long awaited son. "Yes" she replied, displaying for the first time a glimmer of emotion. Kravic returned his attention to the belly before him, putting his hand atop it and with a final kick from the infant within he replied "Then let us begin!"

Jacob screamed out like he never had before, the pain ravaging his body like a thousand needles as Kravic pushed the tip of the blade into his belly and began. Blood and amniotic fluid splashed over his thighs as the skin parted. Jacob vomited, the pain like fire, he could do nothing but whimper as the blade opened him up. He felt the unmistakable "pop" as the hard steel struggled against then forced clean through his bellybutton. He felt the cold air chill his wet legs. He lifted his head just in time to see those alien hands prepare to enter, he dropped back as the world began to spin again. Kravic, smiling to himself was too busy enjoying the process to notice a trickle of green emerge from Jacob's opened belly. This was blood, KARAT blood!! Mrs Kravic was the first to scream . . . "You fool!! What have you done?, LOOK!" Kravic could not believe his eyes as he stared at the green river now flowing from the cut he had just made in Jacob's swollen dome of a pregnancy. Delirious from the pain and hoarse all Jacob could muster was grim yelps as Kravic pushed his hands into him to deliver the fetus. "He's trapped, I can't get a good handhold!"

Kravic forced his hands into Jacob's belly. Fluids spewed forth and he desperate to get his son out in time for medical treatment, his face alive with worry and guilt. Jacob witnessed this through slit eyes and a cloudy world. Slowly but surely a smile spread across his face. "Serves you right you revolting piece of scum!" Jacob thought amongst worry for his unborn still deep within him. He was aware of the hands in his belly, hearing the liquidy ripping and tearing and the dull pain of the wound being pulled wider, as Servan had said he would. The pain was dull now as his nervous system slowly began to fail from the massive blood loss. He felt a sudden, dull tug and with a spurt of remaining amniotic fluid his fetus was birthed. Silence, the fetus made not a sound. Mrs Kravic's light sobs filled the room. He felt the severed nutritional cord drop between his legs and squirm from nerve damage. A brief flash of his newly born showed its delicate pink body awash with green blood. He worried and began to drift. The last thing Jacob heard and saw as he blacked out and the doctors tending him rushed over were the Kravic's running down the corridor shouting for a doctor.

Nine hours had passed since Jacob had been healed. He was in no pain at all but his remaining healing chemicals were doing their amazing work correcting his chronic blood loss. He was unconscious and breathing shallow on his bed. If it were not for the steady bleep of his heartbeat from the monitor on the right side of his bed, one would think he were asleep, nothing more. His body revealed nothing of the trauma it had received, it looked tranquil, perfect, toned and faintly tanned. His belly, flat and back to its former glory. His bellybutton, small and shallow, scarring folds similar to a coffee bean had retracted and bobbed up and down in shallow breathing cycles. His blonde hair glistened in the faint light.

The door opened and in walked Kravic, his face awash with grim emotion. The fetus, his son, had not survived his callous hand. Its throat slit with neat precision. This pained him greatly. He stared at Jacob for several moments, not sure if he could go through with what he had come back to do. His steel resolve reasserted itself and he began walking towards the bed. His penis unsheathing itself for the deed, grotesque sharp end glistening under the light, slit pink and ready to contract.

It was over quickly, the egg was deposited and the bellybutton healed with the beam from the medical tool he carried in his hand. Jacob remained unconscious the entire time. Not a single movement or sound betrayed him. Kravic walked towards the door, his penis retracting. He turned briefly for a brief final moment and stared intently ....

Jacob's belly began to swell to full term, gargling and stretching as a new Karat fetus began to grow within him. His bellybutton popped as the fetus reached full growth, causing Kravic's eyes to widen briefly. With a final gurgle the fetus asserted itself to the world with several wide and powerful kicks.

Kravic smiled briefly and with that he opened the door and exited the room. Just as he lifted his head a ray shot past him and blasted a hole in the wall to the right of his head. He darted for cover but was hit several times in the chest killing him instantly. Jets of green Karat blood splattering the walls as he fell.

The smoke cleared and several human soldiers ran down the corridor, a heavily swollen Servan protected in the middle of them. They burst into Jacob's room and detached him from all of the equipment.

Servan grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him awake. "Jacob, JACOB! Wake up!!"

Jacob stirred and groggily came back to reality "Sssss.....Servan is that you?"

"Yes its me, GET UP! Were busting out of here!"

Jacob pulled himself up slowly and shakily and clocked his swollen belly as he did so. It squirmed and kicked beneath his hand as a tear fell from him, his navel bobbed with another kick. He knew all to well what this meant. He had been impregnated again. Servan thrust a phased compression rifle into his hands and with great difficulty with his own huge belly got Jacob to his feet. "Let's go, now!"

Running the corridors to the airlock where a ship was waiting to blast out, Jacob fired fiercely at any Karat intent on stopping them. Boarding the ship he was confronted with a sight he never expected to experience again.

"Mom......Dad.....?"

And with that Servan was hit, a laser blast, and as he dropped to the floor of the cabin the bay door sealed and the ship warped into space.


CONTINUED IN PART 2 :)