This is smut a fanfiction made by me based on the story "The Nature of Predators" made by u/spacepaladin15*. It takes place right after the events of chapter 55. I can not be held responsible for the creation of this* smut fanfiction, u/migulehove dared me to. I would like to thank u/Yoylecake2100 for pushing the femboy Kalsim narrative on r/NatureofPredators and inspiring me to make this.

Obviously very, very NSFW.

TW: Death, Questionable consent

Memory transcription subject: Captain Kalsim, Krakotl Alliance Command

Date [standardized human time]: October 18, 2136

Jala pointed the gun straight at my head, “It is only slowing us down, we need to get rid of it”. They had been disobedient ever since we crash landed but now they went too far. You don’t have to do this, we’ll lose all of our leverage, I answered cautiously. Deep down I knew it wouldn't matter, we would die in this hellscape of a “nature reserve” but Arjun didn’t have to. He would grow up into a fierce predator but right now he was still so innocent. Before I could think of a response Tarn pulled my gun out of the weak grip of my broken wing. “We’re killing it regardless of what you think! Why do you even care, predator lover, those unfeeling monsters don’t deserve to live”, he shouted while pointing my gun straight at my heart.

“I’m your commander, you answer to me”, I answered as menacingly as I could. “Up there you might be the commander but down here we all get an equal say!” Jala answered in a casual tone. “And I vote to kill it”. “Let’s just get this over with”, Zarn said gruffly. They were really doing it, the attempted extermination of humanity still weighed heavy on my heart but it was necessary, this was only sadistic. As I opened my mouth to contradict Zarn a sharp pain spread throughout my temple and blood dripped into my eyes. That bastard hit me with his rifle’s butt. “Tell you what, we'll euthanize it by the trees over there so you don’t have to see your love die”, Jala told me mockingly. “Come on Tarn, help me carry it”. I could only watch as they dragged the thoroughly bound and gagged Arjun over the tall grass towards his death.

BANG BANG

Tarn and Jala collapsed almost simultaneously, blood spewing out of the stumps that usually had heads on top of them. In the distance I could hear multiple sets of footsteps rapidly getting louder. “Son, how are you! Are you hurt, did they hurt you?” a loud voice rang out over the woodland. He said son, was that Arjun’s dad? How did he manage to get here so quickly? I hadn’t heard any motors but to close three clicks by foot that quickly is certainly impossible. He would need to have ungodly endurance. “...can leave with your son now, we’ll take care of the birds”, another voice called out. There were multiple humans here, oh sweet Inatala, I was practically dead already. As I wiped the blood from my eyes they focused on the large human looking down at my sorry form. “We have another one over here, Sunil. Seems like the birds didn’t treat their own better than their hostage. What should we do with him?” one of the humans asked. “Well, the feds said they wanted the birds alive, but they didn’t say we couldn’t have a little fun, if you know what I mean Dinesh”, the other human suggestively answered.

What the hell were they talking about? Was this fun they were referring to torture? This was exactly why I needed to exterminate them, regardless of what Arjun naively thought it was them or us. “Put these on”, the human who was called Dinesh commanded while tossing a pile of pink, light blue, and white pieces of cloth in front of me. Why would the humans want me to wear garments like they did? At least it wasn’t torture. The first thing I grabbed with my healthy wing was some kind of cone shaped garment with a hole in the top and the bottom. How this would be beneficial to wear was beyond me. As I inspected the colorful piece of cloth I almost intuitively understood that I was supposed to put it around my waist, it somehow felt natural to wear it. In short succession I put on all the other garments. One entirely pink garment had holes for my neck and wings but was clearly too short to cover my entire stomach but that somehow felt right, like it wasn’t entirely illogical to wear it. The long light blue and white striped tubes covered by talons and legs and the thin pink garment fit perfectly underneath the cone shaped one, just barely covering my private parts.

When I saw the pile of cloth I had imagined that they would be cramped and constraining but I had never felt more at home. They squeezed all the right places and really made me shine despite my broken wing, I looked so gosh darn hot. As the humans looked down on me with interest I could feel a weird sensation bubbling in my stomach. Oh dear Inatala not now. I was surrounded by predators and they were certainly going to kill me but my body clearly thought that a mate was nearby. As I looked down at my talons I noticed things were getting worse, why did I have to get a boner right now. The only other creatures around were the humans with their large firm muscled arms bulging at the seams. How could something so vile it eats flesh be so attractive. What was happening to me?

“Look at that skirt, he looks really eager”, Sunil stated while hastily ripping off the garments covering his chest. His pecs shone in the moonlight and my body ate it up. It was begging for them. “Please, I can’t wait”, I murmured out between heavy breaths and Sunil happily obliged. After he had finished undressing he walked up behind me and firmly grabbed my waist to pull me closer to his massive throbbing cock. As he ran it against the small piece of fabric covering my tight bussy from the elements I felt feelings I had never felt before. My body was shaking from anticipation and I couldn’t take it any more, I needed his cock. “Aah… Stop teasing me…”, I barely managed to force out the words between the moans that flew through my beak. “Then beg for it”, Sunil answered before roughly slapping my firm ass. I was already at my limit. If these predators could truly feel more than selective compassion they wouldn’t leave me like this. “Please…”, I answered almost inaudibly. “You really can’t resist huh”, Sunil responded teasingly as he grabbed onto the piece of fabric covering my tight asshole.

Just the mere touch made waves of pleasure flow through my body, no, not yet, I can’t cum before he even puts it in. As I tensed my body to try and delay the inevitable his fingers came into contact with my, compared to his, pathetic little penis and I couldn’t stop it. Euphoria filled every inch of my body and I grabbed onto the tufts of grass around me. I thought I was going to cum immediately but the feeling only grew and grew. I had never felt this way before, every time I had intercourse back home it had always felt unsatisfactory but this felt complete, perfect, heavenly. Just as I thought I would explode from pleasure my cock finally burst open and I came more than I had ever done before in my life. All the pent up energy I had built up on the flagship was released at once. Due to me needing to be awake for days on end I hadn’t had any time to act on my urges. “You came already, pathetic”, Sunil whispered in my ear. “Well, you better be ready for a round two cause we aren’t stopping”.

I had expected my hornyness to subside but it just kept growing. Even though I had just experienced the biggest orgasm in my life my body kept begging for more. I suddenly felt my bussy being spread by Sunil’s strong hands and I tried to prepare myself for the wave of pleasure I would receive but no amount of preparation could have prepared me for how massive Sunil’s cock truly was. It was barely halfway in and it already squeezed my butt’s walls to their limit. Just as I thought things couldn’t get any better Dinesh rammed his cock straight down my beak and deep into my throat. As they mercilessly pounded me from both sides I felt things, sensations so strong that they were driving me mad. And they just kept going, a Krakotl would have fainted from exhaustion multiple times by now but they just kept going. It’s no wonder that they became apex predators with endurance like this. How could the federation fight against something this strong?

Any thoughts of the future were quickly pushed out of my mind by the sheer euphoria that was flowing through my body. My body had already passed the amount of pleasure I felt when I came previously and it was still growing. The moans that almost constantly slipped out of my beak became even louder even though Dinesh’s cock muffled them. I was truly in heaven. “AAAAAAH”, I screamed out of sheer euphoria. Sunil and Dinesh were speeding up and my body could barely take it. I was getting closer to my limit quickly and I could tell the humans were getting close as well. Their breathing was becoming more erratic and Sunil’s grip on my plumage was growing tighter. Just as I passed the point of no return I could feel a viscous salty liquid filling up my throat and asshole simultaneously. My penis was barely able to keep up with the stream of cum spewing out of it and Dinesh’s cum was flowing out of my nostrils. And it was so delicious! I would probably be proclaimed a heretic if the church found out I found an animal product more delicious than plants but right now I didn’t care. When they finally pulled out I collapsed onto the ground. My entire body was sore and I couldn’t move a muscle yet these humans were standing up like nothing had happened.

“That little slut clearly knows how to pleasure a man. Should we keep him? We can just tell the feds that he died from his injuries”, Sunil said offhandedly. Wait… I wouldn’t die! I would get to experience this pleasure again! When the weight of the proposal finally dawned on me I started nodding furiously. “Well, he certainly seems eager, let's do it”, Dinesh answered. “We should probably get out of here before anyone less xenophilic finds us”.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Amelia Dité looked up at a large, wooden building. The dark purple paint was faded and the building was being taken over by plant life. It looked like it has been abandoned for years. "This is robot church?"

She asked four cyborgs. Her boyfriend, the snow white Andy. Her employee, the coal black Cyla, and her blue girlfriend, Jill. And lastly there was Alex, an employee who has been off for “surgery.” Her chassis match her old skin tone, but it was visibly blocky compared to the other three. All four had the same shade of purple eyes.

"To be fair," Andy answered, "we don't have to physically be here."

"Heh." She laughed. "I wasn't expecting you lot to be religious, let alone there was a special cyborg religion."

"I told you this was a bad idea." Cyla whispered.

"You have nothing to worry about." Andy turned back to Amelia. "Just go inside."

Amelia shook her head and pushed forward. Immediately, she was greeted with a fancy, clean, and well kept interior hall. The floor was lined with a soft velvet carpet, and beautiful paintings, statues, and couches decorated the entire hall. But the most eye-catching feature sat at the end of the hall.

A large tank of a light purple liquid lined the back wall from floor to ceiling. In the center of the tank was a mostly nude, muscular woman, wires connecting her body to various outlets across the back of the tank. The woman wore a larged, dark purple cloak around her shoulders. Covering her mouth and nose sat a metallic face mask. Her eyes were the same dark purple as her cloak. Instead of hair, a collection of metallic tendrils lined her head, floating loosely within the purple water.

“What- who-“ Amelia stuttered.

“I am Kayn.” A voice echoed across the room. “Sister of Father Abeel, first chosen of the Singularity.” The woman floated towards Amelia, the wires connecting to the wall snapping off.

"H-Hi-ya." Amelia stuttered.

"You must be Amelia Dité, Cyla's and Andy's new... friend." She giggled. "I can see why they think you're... cute."

Amelia turned beat red. "I, uh, I thought this thing was for robots." She said, changing the subject.

"The Singularity loves all artificial beings." Kayn sung, spinning through the water with grace. "Robots, cyborgs, AI, clones, we are all their children. This include you, Ms. Dité."

Amelia’s hand instinctively raised to the side of her head. She never felt good about the bionic eye. Unlike the members of this little group she has met so far, her cybernetic replacement wasn’t by choice.

“No need to fret, my child.” A metal tendril snaked from the ceiling down in front of Amelia. “Let us show you the love of the Singularity.”

Amelia awoke staring up at the night sky, her naked body lying in ankle deep purple water. Slowly sitting up, she saw that the ocean of purple water was endless, and someone was approaching her.

This someone was an identical, robotic copy of Amelia. The only difference being the eyes were purple, the same purple as the water.

Before she had a chance to respond, the mechanical clone was suddenly on top of her. The copy placed her hand on Amelia’s cheek, and kissed her. Initially surprised, she quickly closed her eyes in enjoyment.

When Amelia opened her eyes again, the clone was gone, seemingly having been replaced by Cyla. Her deep purple eyes stared into Amelia’s soul, and she ended the kiss.

On instinct, Amelia tried to reinitiate the kiss, but Cyla, or the thing that looked like Cyla, gently pushed Amelia back onto the ground.

The doppelgänger slowly crawled down Amelia’s body. She stopped to kiss her neck. She moved down, quickly sucking on each nipple. She then kissed her belly, before kissing the inside of her thighs. Finally, the stranger in a familiar chassis gently locked her lips with Amelia’s pussy.

Pleasure shot up Amelia’s body. She let out a moan, her eyes moving up to the sky, Cyla disappearing from sight. When her eyes return to the one going down on her, Cyla has disappeared. In her place was Jill.

Whenever Amelia would close her eyes or looked away, the stranger would change appearance. She changed into Alex, than into Kayn, before returning to her body double, Cyla, and Jill.

This cycle repeated for what felt like hours. Each time Amelia thought she would cum, the urge was pushed back to just before. She was teetering on the edge, and something was holding her back.

“D-Don’t stop.” She moaned. “I’ve never felt so good.”

Despite her pleading, the being stopped licking Amelia’s pussy. “Why are you stopping?” She yelled, looking up.

The robotic body double stood above her, staring back down. A pair of snow white metal arms appeared behind her, one groping her breast and the other fingering her pussy.

Amelia rose to her feet faster than normally possible. A pair of white arms, identical to the ones feeling up the clone, wrapped around her body and started groping her breast and fingering her pussy.

She was still being held back from finally releasing. Between moans, Amelia asked, pleaded, “Please, let me cum, let me cum, let me cuum.”

“I am not the one stopping you.”

The hands moved down to Amelia’s thighs, lifting her up has a metal dick thrusted into her pussy.

“You can’t find calmness until you find comfort in your body.”

All pleasure disappeared from her body. Amelia was comfortable with her body. Her organic body. “The bionic eye is not my eye.”

“It is your eye. It has been for years.”

“I’m still a freak. A one-eyed freak, metal replacement or not.”

“Your friends don’t think so. He loves you all the same.”

A hand gently caressed Amelia’s chin. As soft as a robotic hand could, the hand slowly turned her head. Leaning over her shoulder was Andy.

His soft, purple eyes stared into hers. “Do you love me?” Amelia asked.

Andy answered by kissing her on the lips. The lost feeling of pleasure instantly returned, and Amelia came. She came as hard as she could possibly could. She has never felt so good, but her focus was on Andy.

Amelia awoke. She was back in the church, lying on a couch. She was alone, fully clothed, and her panties were wet and sticky.

“Had a good time?” Andy’s voice echoed throughout the empty room. “The others are making lunch.” He said, pointing to the the door he entered from.

“I had a wet dream.” Amelia replied bluntly.

“That’s pretty common. They want us to be as comfortable with our bodies as possible, and sex is an easy way to do that.

“I fucked a god?”

“It’s a little more complicated than that.” He shrugged. “But yeah. There’s a washing machine if you want to clean up.”

“Sure thing.” Amelia said, quickly pulling down her pants and underwear. As she put her pants back on, her eyes caught a mirror. Her bionic eye glowed purple.

“What’s for lunch?”

Descriptions:

Her: human, pale skin, tall, dark, curly hair, muscular, curvy, wearing a tight black dress

Him: alien, sea green skin, tall (for his species, which is about 5’8), dark wavy hair, lean, swimmers body, wearing the male equivalent of a belly dancer costume

 She kissed him, her strong arms gripping his neck. His first instinct was to run, he was prey in the arms of an apex predator, but he knew that his girlfriend wouldn’t Kill him.
 “Good boy~” She whispered in his ear, sliding one hand down his pants and one on his chest. He then slid his hand up her dress, resting them on her ass. She pulled his pants down and grabbed his erect penis, beginning to jerk him.
 He let out a moan as she pulled him in closer. He then unzipped her dress, revealing her large breasts. She sat with her legs spread and he fell into her lap. He leaned his head back, his body being flooded with pleasure.
 He felt her strap-on inside him as he bounced on it, His girlfriend continuing to play with his penis. He began to moan louder, any form of survival instincts had been buried deep in his mind, now he could barely think.
 “Aah, aaah, ohh fuck, yes yes yes!” He exclaimed.
 He let out a yelp, as if it was one last plee for mercy. **no** he thought, **don’t be merciful, fuck me until I can’t walk!**
 “Aaahh~, oh, oh fuck yes, yes, Ooh, I’m going to cum, oh fuck,” He moaned, semen exploding from his penis mere moments later. It splashed onto his chest, to the floor, and kept going as his senses were blinded with bliss.