Krista stepped over to his cell and unlocked it. She opened the door and stepped inside the cell. She met Jason's intense stare with contempt. "I am going to kill you," Jason said. "For what you've done to us," he nodded towards Rebecca, "done to her. When I get out of here you will die."
Krista laughed at him. "You will?" she asked. "How do you plan on doing that? You can't break out of these cells," she said as she started unbuckling her belt. "If the walls break then this room gets flooded with CO2 and all the oxygen disappears. You all might have super powers but you all still need to breathe." Krista shucked off her pants and stood over top of Jason's reclined form, one leg on either side. "Now, I'm going to do to you what my co-worker is doing to your lover,” she said as she squatted and took his cock in her hand. “I'm going to dominate you."
Jason tried to shake his head. “You don’t know what you’re doing,” he warned. Rebecca’s teary eyes were locked on the two of them even as the male guard pulled her pussy off his junk and passed it to another guard, his seed dripping out her. Jason felt ashamed as his body responded. “Stop,” he pleaded, “she doesn’t need to see this.”
Krista glanced over her shoulder at Rebecca. When she looked back to Jason she was smiling. “Oh yes she does.” Jason’s cock, now hardened after Krista’s ministrations, stood seven inches form his groin. Krista shifted and slid the head of his sex between the lips of hers. She drew in a sharp breath as she lowered herself onto his shaft, sinking down to the juncture of his thighs.
“You’re going to regret this,” Jason said, “sooner rather than later.”
“Nonsense,” Krista said as she started to bounce. Having someone inside her felt good; it had been too long. She wanted Brady but was too nervous to ask. Jason would have to do for now, but the more she bounced the fuller she felt.
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The bulge in her belly extended behind her belly button. Her pelvis was pressing in on his dick all the way around. If he could have felt it it would have hurt. "You think it's bad now? You ain't seen nothing yet," he whispered. "I'm too much man for you."
"You are no man. You're a beast and man always defeats beasts." Krista said through clenched teeth. This was seriously starting to hurt, but she refused to give in. Her vagina was being agonizingly stretched. It felt like her uterus was compacted by Jason's enormous rod, squished flat against a tip bigger than her fist.
"But what about woman?" Jason asked. "Can you take everything the beast can give?" Jason was thankful for the neural inhibitor at this point. He'd been in tight situations with his cock before and they were exceedingly painful. The nazi tech, while rendering his body unresponsive also blocked the pain he'd have felt otherwise. It had turned into a mixed blessing.
Krista gasped. She couldn't move, impaled on this monster cock. She could feel her pelvis starting to give way to the meat pole that to extended halfway between her bellybutton and ribs. What had started as on a whim to prove mastery over her fears of Jason had backfired horribly. She desperately wanted off, but it wasn't happening. Instead she retreated behind bravado. "You're getting to a marginally acceptable size. Watching us rape Rebecca, did that turn you on? Are you replaying when I stretched her cunt around Mikael's nuts in your head, trying to get larger?"
"I recognize you now," Jason said. "You were the woman in the store. How are those ribs holding up? It looks like I might be feeling them on my dick from the inside soon. I'll let you know if they still feel broken."
Krista's cervix was dilating under the constant increasing pressure. Her womb wasn't supposed to be up under her ribs the way it currently was. "You can't feel your body right now. I know. I've had to wear a collar before. Stop trying to make me give up. I won't."
"You were going to try and kidnap Rebecca," Jason said, "the same night Dana was taken, weren't you? What happened? Did my showing up frighten you? Are you scared of me?"
"No!" Krista shouted, trying to convince herself that it was true. Something had to give, and it did with a lurch. Krista felt her insides shift as her cervix gave up and opened up to the head of Jason's cock. She gasped as it slid down his shaft and his glans started putting pressure on the back wall of her womb.
"Did something break inside you?" Jason asked.
"No." Krista gasped. The pain was intense but manageable. She kept telling herself that if a baby's head could fit through there, something the size of a fist should fit without damage, but the head of Jason's cock was larger than a fist. Krista gasped again and hunched forwards a bit. She felt more than heard the creak as her hips opened up a bit more. This too was natural she told herself. Nothing that was happening now didn't happen during a normal pregnancy, except without a giant penis. She sucked breath in through clenched teeth. "It doesn't hurt," she lied, but the lie did help. She managed a sickly grin, "it feels good." And Krista was surprised to find that it was actually a bit true. A part of her deep inside had awakened and was getting excited at this torture.
"Are you sure? Things look awfully tight. I'm glad I can't feel anything below my neck. It looks like your pelvis is going to break. I can see it under your skin. The bones are starting to separate. That can't feel good," Jason said.
"Ha," Krista panted, "It feels great." She straightened up and drew a breath but a pressure from below on her lungs prevented her from drawing a full breath. She could feel things coming apart, intruding into places they shouldn't inside her. There was increasing pressure inside her hips, pressing on the ends of her femurs. Krista could not believe the size of Jason’s cock. It was tearing her apart. Her hands moved up from her pelvis, followed the bulge of his cock up her previously flat belly, to her sternum when it sunk underneath her ribcage. 'Oh my god, I'm going to die,' Krista thought. Then another thought came unbidden to her head. 'But what a way to die'
Krista threw her head back. Jason's cock was as wide as and slightly longer than her thigh. "Having trouble breathing? I'll give you credit, you've lasted longer than any of my exes. You'll never be another Rebecca though."
"I don't need to be another Rebecca," was Krista's pained reply. She took another shallower breath. The behemoth was pushing up between her lungs, squeezing them against the sides of her rib cage. "I just need to beat you." It felt like his cock was half way up her chest now. She could feel it pressing on the back of her sternum, much like it was against her inside of her pelvis, only less so. She was sure that something inside her had been irreparably damaged. Her legs jerked as his cock pushed her femurs form their sockets in the pelvis, leaving them to hang limply from her spreading hips.
The door to the cell slammed open as the three male guards, finally made aware of what was going on in Jason’s cell, burst in. One guard grabbed each of Krista's biceps; the third knelt on Jason's stomach and lifted from under her arm pits. At first there was no movement, but grudgingly, Krista started to slide up. She felt the pressure lessening on her lungs and felt stretched tissues retract a bit. The stretching was too expansive. Krista breathed easier as her ribs cleared the head of his cock. It immediately jumped out, raising a lump the size of two fists in her belly. Even as she rose, Krista could feel Jason still getting bigger. Her pelvis had bifurcated nearly a half foot around his shaft. She could feel that she was stretched to her absolute maximum. Her uterus was stretched tightly around the melon sized head of his cock like shrink wrap. The guards lifted her two feet before they could lift her no more. The flare around the tip of Jason's cock was too much. The strained as much as they could but had no luck. Not at least until Krista gave one last jerk and cried out as her tendons snapped, allowing her hips to open greatly and her body to lift right off his cock. She rose and felt her abused anatomy stretch the other way as it pulled outside her body, dragged by her womb, still hugging the enormous head of Jason's gigantic cock.
Krista had to be lifted a foot higher that the top of his prick before she finally completely disengaged with a pop. Jason smirked at her ruined body, her stretched out, torn sex hanging to near the knees of her aimlessly twisting, disjointed legs. Blood seeped from a multitude of tears in her sensitive flesh, leaving a trail of drops as the other guards carried Krista out of the cell. A lady dressed in tight leather with lots of straps came in after the guards left. The distain twisting her features was blatant. She lifted one high heeled boot and dropped it on Jason's face. His smirk disappeared as the back of his head bounced off the concrete floor of his cell and he returned once again to unconsciousness.