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Don’t think about it! Don’t! Makenna begged herself, but the ies rose, unbidden in her mind Some of the Trollox customers who visited the Pleasure House only cairl they wanted and take her then and there over a couch or chair—not even bothering to go back into one of the private pleasure rooms to spend their lust

Makenna couldn’t count the nuirls of the house, her legs spread wide, impaled on a thick, Trollox shaft that pulsed inside her The chosen girl would be crying out in agony as its crude owner hunched over her, thrusting harder and deeper, grunting with lust until he spilled deep inside her

After a Trollox finally finished with a girl, it was a race to get the foul black seed out of in tiirls were on birth control, but it wasn’t always effective The black, bile-like cum that erupted from the thick, stubby tip of a Trollox cock was as insidious as a sterga weed back home, which took root anywhere it landed, even stones or hard-packed earth And once a Trollox spawn took root inside a girl…

No, don’t think of that! Don’t…don’t! Makenna ordered herself

She rubbed her face against the ainst the silky fabric of his shirt and breathing in his waret

Theher wince in pain as the ed her tender inner channel She wished she could get it out, but it was stuck in there—the owner of the Pleasure House had used a kind of bio-glue that never came loose until he squirted in the solvent And every time he had taken one spreader out of her, he had shoved another, bigger one in its place

Because of the Trolloxs’ huge height andat the Pleasure House had to be fitted with spreaders Makenna still rein channel She had cried out in horror as it pierced her ht in her mind had been,

“I’in anymore! What man of Floria ant to wed me now?”

Then she had reer on her home world and that she would never see anybody froain Nobody there even knehat had become of her or that she had been taken off the planet For that matter, none of them even knew that anyone could fly off planet in the first place They thought the stories of men from the Great Beyond of space were just that—stories

So it didn’t in or that her ain Instead, she was going to be stretched out until the Trollox who had ordered her, like goods from a store, was able to fit his shaft in her And then he would take her honate her with his spawn and wait until it chewed its way out of her and she died

It was a horrible, bleak thought, and one she’d had to live with for al stretched enough to take a Trollox cock, and in that tio The ones who stayed were the common whores—they were the ones the Trollox customers who just wanted to fuck chose from when they came

The ones who left were like Makenna herself—special orders for Trollox customers who had paid for a specific type of female who they wanted to bear their heir

Makenna was grateful that she never had to sub to fuck, but she had lived in fear of the day when Biter would come to claim her

She knehy the awful Trollox had ordered her Florian girls went through periods of heat called “ripenings” where they were extre—when he ca—that he wanted a female whose belly would fill with life quickly when he bred her

It was ironic, Makenna thought bitterly, that she had been chosen because it was her first ripening It was her ripening—or the lack of it—that had caused her to run away in the first place If only she hadn’t listened to that handsoer when he said he could find her a job in a different town! If only she hadn’t been so stupid and gotten into his wagon, which turned out to be a spaceship that took her straight to Passion Prime where he sold her to the Trollox Pleasure House! If only…