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Wandering through the dark and abandoned hallways of the Light Containment Zone, eyes twitching rapidly behind him every few seconds for a certain curvy peanut, Aiden was not having a good time.
To be specific, he had underestimated the sheer panic and danger that would be living rent free in the back of his head at all times. Sure, he may possess extensive meta-knowledge of what items he needed and where he had to go to progress, but there were three problems with that so far.
First, regardless of it just being a hyper-detailed VR game, it certainly didn't feel like just a game to him! All of his five senses screamed at him the utter wrongness permeating through the murky complex, most notably his sense of hearing: the disturbing ambience of the alarms blaring in the distance; a cold, distorted laughter permeating through the walls; the screams of facility staff getting gutted by what sounded like SCP-682 if the earthquake-like shakes from animalistic roaring meant anything.
That's not to mention the various blood splatters and dismembered body parts he'd see on his directionless wandering, along with the signature black goop left behind by SCP-106. Hell, just like in the game, a corpse wearing janitor scrubs fell out of a goop-hole in the ceiling as he entered a four-way junction, scaring the daylights out of him and eliciting a feminine shriek ('manly gasp' if you asked him).
Seriously, even in the case that he'd been playing this game non-stop back home and was completing a speed-run just as he'd been kidnapped, nothing could prepare him for a horror experience this realistic!
Second - even though it just complements the first - SCP-173 was following him.
That was to be expected, given they, or rather she, was essentially the leading mascot of this entire game, and she was supposed to be on the hunt for any straggling humans to slaughter. But once again, he was getting Slendy vibes...
She wasn't trying to get at his neck. Hell, she wouldn't even approach him. She would just... stand there. Behind corners.
Menacingly.
And honestly, Aiden could sort of guess why; he wasn't that dumb. For some reason, whether it was the cleaning he gave her or the mysterious computer bug that made these horrific, murderous creepypasta entities into the most boner-inducing, wet-nightmare looking eldritch sex Goddesses he'd ever seen, the statue seemed to have taken a strange liking to him. Not wanting to kill, but rather observe him.
Blinking at her from an appropriate distance didn't even do anything. At most, if he moved slightly, 173 would just move her head so that he would be back in her direct line of sight, her typical pose unchanged. It began to make him nervous, wondering what exactly was going on inside her concrete head that made her so interested in him.
'Well... as long as that doesn't happen again, this isn't such a bad change. One less thing to have to worry about, I guess.'
Aiden didn't know if the womanly sculpture would ever snap out of her funk and go back to her usual neck-snappy behaviour, but everything seemed fine. For now.
The third and final thing however, quite possibly the most important problem to contend with, was that Aiden was having trouble with locating two key items: the S-Nav 300 and the gas mask.
Now, whilst the gas mask he could live without seeing as he wasn't cursed with the terrible stamina of the player character in the original game, for the S-Nav it was vice versa; it was even more difficult to maintain a sense of direction in this ungodly complex, what with his surroundings barely lit by the pale emergency lights. Having a birds-eye view map of the facility - not to mention informing him on nearby SCPs when it was upgraded - would be immensely helpful.
Unfortunately, all he'd been able to procure was a Level 1 keycard from an emptied out shelf, as well as a battery for the hypothetical S-Nav. So far, not so good. If he could just find the Light Testing Chamber, he'd be able to solve half of his problems and get a Level 2 keycard...
Too bad it seems this map was randomly generated without the blessing of RNGesus!
"Haah... another dead end..."
And now Aiden was glaring exasperatedly at another sliding door at the end of his fifth dead-end hallway in the last ten minutes. With just a currently worthless battery and barely helpful keycard pressing against his thigh through his jumpsuit pockets, the boy's feeling of not making any progress grew stronger. At this point, his annoyance began to outgrow the tension of his current circumstances.
At least it seems SCP-173 wasn't following him for the time being. Looking behind him into the open door frame, there was nary a sign of the buxom sculpture, nor the sound of scraping concrete on the tiles. It appears she went to go find some more meagre prey to contend herself with; she'd find the proper time and place to bully the cute human later. 🩶
Aiden shuddered a bit for reasons unknown to him, then sighed.
"There better finally be something useful on the other side, or I'm 'bouta crash out."
Palming the red button beside the metal door, he came across something that was in fact the opposite of useful, Considering the fact that the sign in front of him was a clear indication of an SCP containment chamber. An image of two identical flood lamps stared at him, framed underneath an identifying caption of text.
SCP-205
OBJECT CLASS: EUCLID
Aiden facepalmed.
'Greaaat... absolutely nothing waiting for me here except my death if I'm stupid enough.'
Being familiar with a good majority of the SCP Foundation writing projects, and most certainly all of the ones included in Containment Breach, Aiden understood that SCP-205 - the "Shadow Lamps" - offered nothing for him except getting beaten to death by shadowy figures if he dared to enter the main containment chamber should he interrupt whatever homicidal stage performance they were acting out. There wasn't even a single item in this room, only lore that Aiden knew by heart already.
Still staring blankly at the poster displaying the danger rating, he grumbled irkedly.
"Can't even enter the observation deck without a Level 3 keycard anyway... Let's just find another dead-end corrido-"
*SHHHHUNK*
Just as he was about to turn around however, the sound of this supposedly locked security door hissing open automatically sounded out behind the corner of the L-shaped hallway. Curiosity piqued, Aiden looked from behind the bend to note that the observation room was free to enter.
"Strange... Alright, fine. Just a quick look."
Aiden wasn't too bothered; this game appeared to have been bugged out from the get-go, and doors opening on their own wasn't outside the mechanics of Containment Breach anyway. Besides, the observation deck was perfectly safe. As long as he didn't enter the main chamber with the spotlights themselves, he'd be fine.
Entering the observation room, Aiden saw things exactly as expected: a two-level decked room with a computer, desk and chair positioned on the elevated section, a railing and stairs leading to a slightly lower pathway that granted a closer view through the window wall into the containment chamber. Currently, the glass pane was un-barricaded, the metal shutters opened and enabling a full view into the illuminated chamber that starkly contrasted with the encompassing darkness throughout the rest of the facility.
Resting his palms on the railing, Aiden focused on getting a closer look at the projector screen in the back of the containment chamber, noting that there was the shadow of a woman plastered onto it. However, there were some notable... differences.
For one, her proportions were incredibly exaggerated, to a porn star-like degree. Whilst obviously many details were lost in the 2D representation of a pure black silhouette, the attractive curves were not lost; a hefty pair of plump tits and ass cheeks barely held within the frame of a thigh-high strap dress, flowing mid-length hair decorating her head. The shadow woman seemed to find delight in showing off her figure, as little as her contoured image would allow, striking an accentuating pose as though performing a model shoot for an unseen audience.
"Huh... a bit hotter than usual, but looks as expected."
What wasn't expected was that the shadow seemed to hear Aiden's remarks, a pair of white circles appearing where her eyes should be, widening in apparent shock with a hand moving to her mouth as though surprised by the boy's presence.
He raised a brow at the odd behaviour. The shadows usually don't acknowledge you unless you enter the chamber, certainly not the woman since she's supposed to be 'dead' by the time the game lets you do that. Well... as long as the 'demon' shadows don't appear, nothing terrible should happen; this silhouette was pretty peaceful.
Uncomfortable with the sudden attention, Aiden nervously waved.
"Erm... hi?"
The shadow woman seemed to titter at that, although no noise was made. Her eye lights curved into the facsimile of a smile as though witnessing a particularly adorable kitten. She waved airily back.
"Didn't mean to intrude, just... looking for things to help me get by," Aiden couldn't help but try and apologise; he didn't want to seem like a nuisance, even to a spooky shadow person. "Sorry if I'm bothering you."
Even with the barrier of glass between them, the SCP seemed to understand him perfectly, raising her palms as though to say 'It's fine! No big deal.'
Then she continued moving between purposely sexy poses, although still seeming to make eye-contact with Aiden as though putting on a show specifically for him.
The boy stood there absentmindedly, less so entranced by the curvaceous silhouette's figure and more by the fact that she exists in such vivid detail in the first place, since normally this character would only appear as alternating PNGs that changed when the lights turned off and back on. Seriously, this guy's Nerd Power™ was so strong that it could put a halt to any lust-induced neuron activation in favour of micro-analysing the slightest deviation in his favourite source material!
'Hmm, the poses are the same, but the switches between appear more fluent and realistic. Nice touch, game devs!'
The oblivious fool... hasn't he ever heard of 'curiosity killed the cat'? This was how Slenderwoman caught him in the first place!
Luckily however, Aiden wasn't keen on sticking around too long given that there was nothing of value here, and he knew for certain that entering the main chamber of 205 to look for goodies would only result in getting beaten to a pulp. So, with an "it was nice seeing ya," the boy turned around to leave, except-
*BZZZZT*
The lights went out within the all areas of the chamber, along with the lamps contained in the examination room, making Aiden panic momentarily at the unforeseen event. However, they quickly glimmered back to life as though it was just a short power fluctuation.
Seeing the doors still open behind him, he concluded it was just that and sighed in relief that he wasn't trapped out of nowhere. But then, turning back to face the window containing SCP-205, Aiden saw the lamps had turned back on as well and-
...And the shadow woman was holding up a gas mask!
Well, not holding it exactly, but given that the silhouette of a gas mask was resting within her two-dimensional palm, along with an actual gas mask appearing to float in mid-air in front of the lamps, it was a pretty evident conclusion.
"What?!"
Running down to plant his face and hands against the glass, blinking furiously to ensure what he was seeing wasn't some adrenaline-fuelled delusion, it soon became clear to Aiden that SCP-205 was holding a valuable piece of equipment - one that he'd been unable to find anywhere - waving it around as though mocking him for his failure at finding his own.
"Bu-but... huuuh?"
Once again, Aiden was flabbergasted at such a big deviation from the game as he'd known it. Just like with the large delay between him entering SCP-173's containment chamber and the actual containment breach beginning, SCP-205's chamber actually holding beneficial items instead of just being a death trap for the unaware was equally strange.
The shadow woman seemed to take pleasure in Aiden's stun locked appearance, shaking in silent laughter. Then, with one hand holding the gas mask's shadow, the other seemed to beckon him to enter the chamber with a 'come hither' motion.
That was when Aiden noticed that in the time that the lights had been off, the door to the left side of 205's main chamber had been opened, the yawning gap in the wall appearing menacing through the glass pane.
However, Aiden was no fool! Whilst the 'demon' shadows showed no sign of appearing yet, this was as clear as day a simple bait to lure him into his likely demise. Overall, he thought it was a pretty clever way by the designers of the simulation to incorporate SCP-205 into the game to make interaction more interesting rather than it just being a side attraction like in the original. Perhaps that's also why he couldn't find any gas masks elsewhere in the facility? So that he could only get it from 205?
Intriguing. But unfortunately, Aiden was attempting a clean 'Zero Death' run, so he wasn't going to risk it all on a gas mask. Sure, whilst it would've been helpful to have it for the gas chamber areas, it wasn't the end-all be-all that it may have been for the original game. Crossing his arms and raising his chin triumphantly, the boy glared into the eye-smiling face of the silhouette.
"Nice try lady, but it's gonna take a looot more than that for me to-"
*BZZZZT*
The lights in the room and the SCP-205 lamps flickered off again, returning back to life a couple seconds later.
Except instead of one floating object with a respective shadow held by the womanly silhouette, there were now two. And immediately the value of the reward versus the risk went up astronomically, for levitating in the empty room was a flat, buttoned device with green-tinted screen.
It was an S-Nav.
"...Hmm."
Now Aiden was conflicted. Both of his desired items, each which would help him immensely with avoiding danger and preventing burnt lungs from toxic gases were held aloft by the shadow woman, presenting them temptingly with a squinted, daring look.
...Well, before he decided to bite the bullet, he may as well try and gauge if this was a ploy to kill him or not.
"You... are you really just gonna give them to me?"
Eye-smiling, she nodded her head affirmatively, indicating towards the open chamber entrance with her item-bearing hands. It seemed pretty genuine, but that was obviously hard to make out from someone without any facial features besides crescent-shaped eyes.
Either way, Aiden was desperate to make any sort of progress in his quest to escape the facility and beat the game, so after some short internal debating, he sighed.
"No gain without a little risk, I guess..."
Creeping down the stairs from the observation deck to the narrow hallway that lead to the containment chamber door, Aiden peeked his head cautiously through the opening into the spot-lit room. Nothing seemed to be out of order yet, the womanly shadow still standing straight with the two tools held aloft in her invisible hands. Even though it was hard to tell from 2D image, the boy could tell she was examining him with intrigue.
"Haaah... okay, so could you like... bring them to me? Please?"
Muted giggles followed by a shaking head was his only answer, the silhouette woman's hands jiggling the items about as though she were holding out treats for a pet. It seemed he was being forced into the centre of the projector room.
Sighing at the expected answer, Aiden slowly walked towards the floating items, being careful to observe the screen if even a hint of a horned shadowy figure appeared. However, when nothing seemed to change once he finally got within arms length, besides a noticeably more delighted expressiveness in the shadow woman's eye lights, the boy decided to wind down his cautiousness. Perhaps SCP-205 was peaceful in this VR version of the game? She'd been nothing but pleasant to interact with despite just being a sexy shadow woman. Confusing...
Either way, she was still happily holding the items out towards Aiden, although now with his body blocking the lamps behind him, it was more difficult to make her out. Her still smiling eyes were the only indicator of her presence.
"Well... er, thank you very much, miss shadow lady," Aiden said as he wobbily took the mask and S-Nav in each hand, the silhouette gladly releasing her grip. "If... erm, if that's all then I'll just be on my-"
*SLAM*
The chamber door hissing shut put an immediate halt to his imminent retreat, eyes snapping alarmed to the sealed exit. It appears Aiden was actually right - this was a trap! And like always, his boundless, idiotic curiosity caused him to fall for it hook, line and sinker.
Then the flood lamps went out, along with the form of the silhouetted woman, eye lights shaking with laughter.
Now Aiden was panicked, clutching the two items to his chest as though to act as makeshift armour for the imminent beating coming up.
"H-hey! What's the big ide- EEK!"
Invisible in the pitch black darkness, multiple svelte-feeling hands groped curiously at his jumpsuit-clad form, way more than the single shadow woman could have had. Some felt up his biceps, clenching the tight muscles with an appreciative vigour. A couple draped against his pecs with enthusiasm, exuberantly squeezing his chest and occasionally teasing his nipples through the uniform.
"Mggh! Quit it- fuh..."
Another two grabbed at his toned thighs, fondling the sinews between his quads greedily, whilst another trailed down his abdomen in a sensual, slow manner, until...
"Ah~!"
The hand wrapped around his cock through the fabric, slender fingers wriggling like excited worms up against the growing bulge. Aiden was quickly losing himself to these strange shadows, his breath getting shallower with each eager ministration against his body. At the same time, he was quickly coming to the realisation that this was happening too many times to be just a glitch.
The first time with Slenderwoman was a... strange bug in the game, to put it lightly. The second time with SCP-173? Well, probably just a coincidence. The statue was the flagship monster behind the Containment Breach game, so possibly she was the only one affected.
The third time right now however? With a severely niche and unimportant SCP? Well, Aiden wasn't too obtuse that he couldn't come to an obvious conclusion.
'This isn't a horror VR simulation... it's a PORN VR GAME! WHY IS THE GOVERNMENT MAKING VR GOONER GAMES?! WITH TAX-PAYER MONEY?!'
Well... he was nearly there...
He couldn't think much harder on the economical and ethical ramifications of government-funded virtual reality gooner games however, as the molesting hands feeling him up were getting impatient at the lack of skin contact, finding the textile barrier to be a nuisance at getting to the goods. So, without much fanfare, the tearing sounds of fabric echoed in the sealed chamber.
*RIIIIIP* *RIP* *RIP*
"Oi, oi oi OI! Let go- ah, not there! Fucking- stop that-"
If there were any light, you'd likely see a comically oversized dust cloud as Aiden grappled and fought against the invisible arms shredding through his clothes with all the frenzy of a pack of horny tigers, the S-Nav and gas mask lost in the scuffle and tossed away in the mayhem.
In the end unfortunately, Aiden stood no chance against the combined might of these invisible entities, especially not with their supernatural strength and vitality. So soon he was laying on his back in the centre of the room, bare of all articles of clothing, not even a shoe left.
"Haaah... Haah..."
Draped across the floor like a rug and panting from fending off about six supernatural limbs, Aiden could only wait to see if he would end up dead as the game should ensure, or if it would go in that direction again.
Safe to say, a few seconds later, he had his answer as the flood lamps flickered back on.
Then Aiden's eyes nearly popped out of his skull as glaring at him from the projector screen, with eye lights full of lustful intrigue, were three buxom shadowy women with varying degrees of horn shapes.
The left-most one seemed to be the slimmest, but no less voluptuous were her hefty tits and rotund ass cheeks, featuring a pair of downward-pointing curved horns. The middle one maintained a gorgeous hour-glass build being the tallest of them all, with her horns seeming to curve behind her head, although it was hard to tell with her just being a pitch-black silhouette. Then finally the right-most shadow appeared the most excitable, rubbing her chin evilly as she inspected Aiden's nude form from head to toe. Her ass appeared to be the thickest, jutting out with an eager sway, horns pointing straight up with a slight curve.
"Uh... umm...?"
It was quite the curious scene for Aiden; he could certainly feel their presence surrounding him by his feet, the slight brushes of their toes against his calves, but the only indicator of their existence visibly was via the trio of stacked silhouette women plastered on the projector screen. Even though it was difficult to tell with just a 2D image, their menacing gazes were quickly honed in on the engorged pillar of man-meat proudly saluting them without shame.
Yep, it was difficult for Aiden to not pop a throbbing hard-on throughout that whole tussle of molesting hands and teasing gropes, one of them even having got a good solid grip on his cock to give it a few test wanks as they tore the remains of his rags away. It didn't take much for the boy to find such minor stimulation boner-worthy, it seemed.
So there Aiden lay, watching as the three demonic shadow women molested him not with hands, but with their eyes this time, seemingly considering something between the three with silent conversation. He couldn't help but try to plea his way out of this situation.
"H-hey... girls...?"
The narrowed eye lights raised to look at Aiden, paused in their movements. He had their attention.
"You've had your fun... right?" He planted his hands on the floor to raise his torso more comfortably, smiling nervously. "Umm, do you think you could let me go? Your other... er, friend, just gave me some things, so I was about to just... just about to go on my merry way..."
An awkward silence filled the air for a few seconds, the shadows appearing amused at the pleas for mercy. Well, they'd not moved straight to either killing or fucking him, so... good start?
"If-if it's fine, do you think maybe you could... y'know, open up the doors for me? I-I won't bother you guys again! promise! Hehe..."
They seemed to take his words into consideration, each looking at one another conspiratorially. It might've worked on more benevolent shadow people - wherever they might exist - but unfortunately for Aiden, he was dealing with a trio of conniving, lascivious silhouettes.
And they were absolutely thrilled at the opportunity to engage in some invisible reverse gang-bang action with a fresh, virile human youth. Aiden proved a much more yummy sight than the crusty, old, balding scientists and grim-looking, pig-faced D-Class they were used to.
Three pairs of eye-lights grinned intensely down at him. 🖤
"...Is that a yes, or-?"
*BZZZZT*
The lights died again, and as though it functioned as a call to action, Aiden immediately felt the groping hands return with a vengeance, only this time with a set goal in mind. Four grabbed firmly at the ends of his legs and arms, stretching him flat against the tiled floor with no room to pull away from their unnatural strength. He tried to pull away with as much power as his muscular body would allow, but peak human physique meant little against the supernatural might of these shadow women.
As he was wondering where the third pair of hands was at, Aiden let out a moan at the sensation of silky smooth fingers wrapping like delicate coils around the base of his cock, whilst another rubbed his glans almost as though she were petting a puppy. They forced the pillar of dick-flesh to aim straight at the ceiling, ensuring it was perfectly upright.
The lights came back to life then, and Aiden could finally witness the stage play he was apart of.
Surrounding his own laid back shadow were two of the demon shadow women, crouched besides his bound limbs with their own openly restraining him. On the left of his body was the one with the downward-pointing horns, rubbing the skin around his wrist and ankle with a gentle sensuality, whilst on the right the curved-upward horns one could barely contain herself, seemingly ready to rub her hungry quim on Aiden's arm then and there.
The most foreboding image however was seeing the pair of plump thighs and calves melding into his own silhouette, fingers dancing about his engorged dick as it was kept targeted straight into the centre of an invisible pussy. The owner of these legs, standing proudly above his cock and ready to mount it, was the backwards-curved horns shadow, eye-lights glimmering with anticipation.
It seemed that Aiden had unwittingly become a leading actor in the upcoming shadow puppet show: Riding a Man, Cowgirl Style! 🖤 🖤
Aiden panicked.
"Wait wait WAI-"
*SLAP* 🖤
Without warning or any build-up, the leading silhouette woman clapped her veiled ass down to the boy's waist, and it seemed to be without any penetration at all, leaving his cock be. However, looking upon Aiden's ecstasy ridden face as though he was experiencing nirvana accompanied by the vigorous wriggling of his (seemingly) bare prick - like a snake caught in a bear trap - it quickly became apparent that the transparent vagina of the squatting shadow woman was moulded around his pulsating phallus.
It was quite the sight for Aiden, getting a completely see-through x-ray of his veiny cock compressed under the velvety walls of an invisible vagina. The only indicator of the entity's enjoyment being the silhouette throwing her back in rapture at the pole of dick-meat pressing against her insides, her shivers transmitting through their connected flesh. It was hard to tell, but the two others appeared jealous at not getting to go first, especially the tall-horned shadow on the right as her eye-lights squinted sharply at the currently impaled one.
"Mmmphhfuck~... Not again..."
Once again Aiden was having his cock bullied due to his own hubris. This time, not by one tall eldritch dommy-mommy, but a trinity of bodacious shadow nymphs.
It didn't take long for the one in charge of the milking to get used to the new sensation, squatting with rapid repitions.
*SLAP* *SLAP* *SMACK* *SHMACK* *SLAP*
The boy let out sharp moans as he was ridden like a horse. Without the projector screen to display what was really going on, a passing observer would just see Aiden's vein-riddled foreskin pulled back and forth like a tug-of-war, the glans squishing against some imperceptible fleshy barrier every so often. A thin sheen of moisture had built up around the meat-pole as if spontaneous precipitation all of a sudden occurred; scientists assigned to study SCP-205 would be having a field day if it weren't for the facility-wide containment breach currently tearing through the place.
The two other demoness shadows, realising that Aiden was much too drowned in pleasure to even think about escaping now, let go of his limbs and decided to use the opportunity to play with him some more. Their eye-lights glimmered with naked lust. 🖤
Hidden fingers massaged the boy's naked torso without restraint, losing themselves in the feeling of pure definition and hard work Aiden had put into exercising as a counterweight to his NEET tendencies. One of them wriggled their fingers through the intersection between his abs, tracing out random geometry and getting in some firm squeezes. Another seemed almost sadistic, scrubbing his pecs fervently with some quick nipple teases added in. They were truly fascinated by Aiden's peak human male biology, and since they were unable to content their curiosity with some invisible breeding sex - as the post was already taken - they took their research towards more available areas of his delicious form.
However, the impatience of the upright-horned shadow on the right grew too strong. Why should she have to wait her turn for breeding the cute little human? Eye-lights glaring at her fellow shadow woman creaming herself on Aiden's huge dick, she quickly turns to observe Aiden's gasping and melting face, taking in his adorable, reddened expression.
Noticing his tongue sticking out involuntarily, the silhouette's eye-lights curved into grins as an idea came to her.
"Haah... Hah... guh, God- MMMPH?!"
Out of nowhere, Aiden's mouth was blocked without warning, what felt like a doughy pair of impressive ass-cheeks conforming around his skull with the feeling of a bare pussy blocking his mouth. Hands gripped his sweaty black hair firmly, as though trying to jostle him into eating her invisible fanny. Currently easily influenced, and still kinda worried that disobeying these shadow demons might get him killed, Aiden's tongue went for it, filling his taste buds with the smoky taste of lavender mixed with charcoal. A strange, yet thrilling aroma.
However, the shadow riding the boy's breed-stick was unhappy at this development; because of the silhouette sitting on his face, the human could no longer see her black figure milking his throbbing prick like a cow! Instead, because of her sister taking up space closer to the lamps, only the panting, shaking form of the demoness getting her pussy eaten out by Aiden's vigorous ministrations was visible on the projector screen. Luckily their other sister seemed content to sit on the sidelines, fingering herself on the human's fingers, but this was supposed to be her time to bully the sexy little male! 🖤
It wasn't too much later that the vagina blocking him from breathing disappeared, having been shoved off to the side by the curved-back horns shadow giving him the cowgirl treatment, her displeased eye-lights coming into view making her opinion on the face-sitting interruption known.
Then, as though to further stake her claim, the silhouette laid her front down, fully compressing her body against Aiden's as though attempting to become one. He could feel arms wrapping around his skull in a tight embrace, whilst twin marshmallow-like tits swallowed up his head.
The claps of cheeks against waist dialled up to eleven. 🖤
*SLAPSLAPSLAPSMACKSMACKSLAPSMACKSLAP*
"Mmphh! Mmm, Mmmphh, MMMPPHH~!"
Again, if it weren't for the shadow puppet show displaying Aiden pinned beneath a horned woman, rapid-fire pistoning her vice-like pussy without restraint up-and-down his blood-filled schlong in a facsimile of a mating press, many would think the boy was undergoing a severely lewd form of demonic possession. Most of the strangeness seemed concentrated around his cock, what with it springboarding back-and-forth as it conformed to the shape of the silhouette's unseen vaginal walls.
It was especially strange for Aiden who could both feel and see everything at once, his orgasm quickly approaching. The scent of smoky flowers flooding his nostrils, watching a grey-scale movie of a plushy ass slamming up and down on a prone form, all the while two additional shadow women contended themselves with his fingers. The one on the right that had been face-fucking him earlier seemed especially put-out, but wasn't going to waste the chance to get herself off using the boy's body.
The one breeding the living daylights out of Aiden only kept speeding up, incredibly motivated to squeeze all the jizz out of his engorged balls, until...
"MMMMPPPPHHH~~!"
*SPLUURRRTT* *SPLURRTT* *SPLUUUURRRRTT*
As if someone broke open a fire hydrant, copious volumes of semen flooded out the tip of Aiden's flexing cock, balls tightly drawn in to his waist as the milking reached a breaking point. Hilariously enough, it looked as though he was filling up an invisible water balloon, inflating further and further the shadow woman's unseen insides to the point where he'd basically made a 3D model rendition of her cervix and vagina with his cum!
The silhouettes weren't idle as this occurred; the ones observing this from the side had big white circles for eye-lights, stunned at the excessive cumflation taking place. The left one even patted her stomach, wondering if her eldritch physique was even capable of taking such a monstrous load. The right one only appeared further incensed that she wasn't first.
The one being filled to the brim was starstruck. She'd already experienced countless silent orgasms ever since her mating with the human male began, but this sensation of every inch of her core being soaked in molten-hot baby batter was transcendent compared to the minutes before. Eye-lights shaped into hearts stared down at Aiden's rapturous, tear-stained face adoringly as he thoroughly seeded her invisible pussy.
Soon however the tap ran dry, and with a few smaller (yet still sizeable) spurts of semen, Aiden could finally breathe properly as the shadow woman stood up - shakily, judging by the quivers of her silhouette - as a large amount of splooge that had been fighting against gravity all of a sudden splattered down onto the floor, a large orb of it still floating where the curved-back horned shadow was standing.
In fact, her distended belly stood out quite a bit on the projector screen, her two fellow shadows walking up to her for some curious pokes at her stomach as she tried batting their hands away defensively. It proved an intriguing sight to Aiden, his slick shaft remaining dutifully erect.
Huffing and puffing whilst feebly wiping away a combination of tears and pussy juices from his face, the boy could only hope that this was the end of it, and now that they really had their fun, they'd be satisfied enough to let him leave alive.
...Right?
Well, judging by the them swiftly shifting their attention back to him, and noting that his cock and balls still seemed as raring to go as when they began, their eye-lights twinkled heatedly.
After all, only one of the three had their round of breeding time! Leaving the other two out wouldn't be very fair on Aiden's part. 🖤
*BZZZZT*
"H-hey, gimme a- ouch! B-be gentle there, still sore- guh, chill-!"
The lights went out again and, within a much quicker time frame than before due to his lack of energy to fight back, Aiden was puppeteered into a new position. Once his vision returned, the boy looked at the projector screen to determine what these nympho shadow women had done.
It soon became clear that they were readying him to be milked from a different angle. Forced to stand perpendicular to the projector screen, a clear silhouette of himself and his erect cock were vividly framed on the white background. It was pointed straight at the bent over behind of the downwards-curved horned shadow, looking demurely towards Aiden as she held her knees and arched her back, looking ready to begin a standing twerk. His dick throbbed at the sight, appearing much more seductive than the previous position as he got a full 2D framed image of what he was about to experience, whereas the front-facing cowgirl position was difficult to make out.
He noticed however that his shadow had blended in with the quite a bit taller shadow women binding him by the arms, the height difference being more evident in this pose. They both grabbed strongly around his arms with their legs locked in place with his, their firm plushy tits acting as comfortable scabbards for his biceps.
The invisible demon woman on his left must be his previous breeding partner, what with the drooling sphere of floating jizz causing the larger stomach pushing into his side. He could only make out the eye-lights of the one on his right, facing away from the screen towards him; the angry look in her eye-lights made it pretty apparent that the silhouette was getting pissed at being put last on the human cock rodeo.
It finally sunk in that Aiden was stuck without a way out, so he may as well just let these shadow women use his body until they got bored, hopefully without tearing him apart by then. Anyway, it would be a lie to say he wasn't enjoying this as well.
"Ju-just..." He gulped nervously, "Just get it over with..."
The downwards-horned shadow grinned with her eyes, then with a quick movement...
*SMACK*
"Guh..."
Aiden's dick was completely sheathed in a tight, warm, invisible pussy yet again. 🖤
It took a few seconds for the shadow to get her bearings, adjusting to the sudden intrusion of massive cock meat invading her insides, before eventually setting into a tidy rhythm of thrusting her ass against it from head to base.
*SMACK* *SLAP* *SMACK* *SMACK* *SLAP*
Grunting and moaning, Aiden tried to distract himself by watching what was occurring on the projector screen, only for it to add to the stimulation. It was like watching a shadow puppet porno with a flesh-light jerking off his cock in time with the movie, getting a full picture view of every movement of his invisible sex partner that couldn't be seen in the 3D world. Her heaving breasts flapped in time with every thrust backwards, rubber-like rear compressing against his skin with each thunderous clap. The shadow seemed completely content using him like a living meaty dildo judging by the jubilant smile of her eye-lights. If Aiden looked closely, he could see the faint outline of a tongue sticking out as well.
His captors also took the opportunity to mess with the human in the midst of this, grinding their moist pussies against his thigh whilst licking and kissing his cheeks, causing various wet patches of saliva to manifest on Aiden's face seemingly out of nowhere. He could even feel some light nibbles on his earlobes and even slight flickers of his tongue against curious fingers. These demonesses were truly making the most out of this chance to feel up every inch of the young human male's body.
"Hah, hah, huah, fuaah... g-gonna... gonna cum...!"
The combination of the duo's wanton ministrations and the speeding up motions of the shadow around his cock was becoming too much for Aiden; veins around his meat thickening and balls beginning to tremble, a nut of epic proportions seemed inevitable. The silhouette, excitedly noticing the cock encased inside her engorging with blood, was moving like a blur to coax out the semen hiding from her.
Then with a finishing moan from Aiden...
"FUUUCK~!"
*SPLUUUUUURRRTT* *SPLUURRRTT*
Another silhouette successfully got filled to the brim. 🖤 🖤
Eye-lights morphing to hearts, this shadow almost appeared shell-shocked by the sudden deluge as her cervix was coated in Aiden's virile jizz. Her meaty thighs jiggled uncontrollably as she came her brains out at being turned into a see-through water balloon, stomach bulging out obscenely on the projector screen. Soon however, something had to give, that being her legs as the demoness slid off Aiden's angry prick (not without a fleeting clench) and flopped to the floor, drooling cum like a water feature as she laid there.
All the while the boy himself stood there, panting, with two horny unseen minxes tied around his limbs, rubbing his tired but erect cock like trying to sooth an injured animal. A few extra ropes of cum spewed out thanks to their finishing touches, making the 3D nature of the silhouette he'd just bred more clear, drawing out the surface area of her ass-cheeks with white paint.
He thought he'd get a moment to relax before the next round, but immediately after the last drops petered out from his current orgasm he could feel the shadow on his left get shoved away as the demoness on the right - the one with upwards-pointed horns - make herself home by wrapping him in a possessive embrace from the front. It was plain as day that the intolerance and restlessness from being the last one to get to holster herself on the human male's massive cock had gotten to her.
Aiden could especially tell from looking at the projector screen. The shadow woman was lining her pussy up to his dick for some vigorous standing sex, the right leg leaning into his right whilst the other was wrapped around his waist, calf muscle pressing into his ass. Her eye-lights were glaring into his own shadow, as though trying to convey: 'Get ready for me to pulverise your pelvis.' 🖤
Aiden gulped.
"U-umm, I'm r-rea-"
*PLAP*
Aiden choked whilst trying to whimper out his consent, as once the shadow found purchase in his cockhead breaching her folds, she had instantly taken the shot. Breasts flattened like pancakes against his pecs, nipples rubbing against one another, the shadow proceeded to suck his soul out through her gorilla-grip pussy.
*PLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAP*
"Ungh! Ungh! Un! Guh! Gu- Fah! Uh! Uh- GHKK-!"
A long tongue then shoved itself down his throat, Aiden being forced to do all he could to preserve his oxygen by fighting back with his own. The taste of smoky lavender was stronger than ever as he could see his bruised cock curving towards his stomach, deformed by the invisible vaginal walls clenching it unforgivingly. There was little he could do other than hold onto the doughy cheeks of the entity sexually devouring him, afraid of falling over from the force of her thrusts.
Surprisingly, it seemed that neither of the other two shadows were harassing him whilst in the midst of their violent breeding. What he did notice were two balls of his semen floating off behind the flood lamps, too out of range of the light to give off silhouettes, just spectating the raunchy fornication from a safe distance. Perhaps they realised their sister shadow would much rather fuck the adorable human male alone rather than with any hanger-ons?
In any case, since Aiden was already incredibly sensitive from his two prior sessions, and with this shadow going all 'no-holds-barred' when it comes to the ferocity and speed of breeding him, he was quick to reach his peak this time around. Wails of bliss muffled by the tongue-on-tongue warfare, Aiden came for the third time.
"GHHHKK GLLLLKKK~!" 🖤 🖤 🖤
*SPLUUUUUUURRRRRRTTT*
The hose pipe known as Aiden's dick shot out rope after viscous rope of baby batter straight into the shadow's cervix, somehow no more lacking in volume than his other orgasms. Although this time a lot of it spilled out before a large stomach bulge could make itself known, seeing as Aiden cumming his brains out wasn't enough to make the demoness pause in her rapid pelvis clapping, melting his mind further. Eye-lights forming glowing white hearts, the creature admired the boy's face as one would a freshly baked cake after not having eaten for days. This one seemed particularly energetic compared to the other two, still raring to go, much to Aiden's horror.
'Man, am I gonna die from having my life drained out through my nuts?... I've spent more time having s-sex in the last 24 hours than I've actually talked to girls in real life! Th-this is... wait a minute.'
Aiden quickly noticed, once his mind had cleared up enough, that in front of him... the door to the containment chamber was open!
'When?! Have I been so lost in getting fucked by these genderbent silhouettes that I never noticed?! ...Haaah, well whatever, just gotta... get this chick offa me, then I'll make a run for it!'
Not only that, but luckily in the midst of all the earlier grappling, the gas mask and S-Nav managed to fall in front of the chamber exit, miraculously undamaged.
'Better grab those two things whilst I'm at it... god, my dick is sore...'
He had the plan ready, so now he just needed the chance to enact it. As the last strings of cum petered out with some final, firm squeezes from the shadow woman's pussy walls, she briefly let go of tongue-locking Aiden in a moment of relaxation, relaxing her arms around his neck and the leg around his waist. Feeling the lessened tension, before a new round could possibly start, the boy gained a momentary burst of strength to push where he thought the shadow was away against the projector screen, cock unsheathing with a pop to highlight his success.
Running quickly to the exit, being careful not to slip on the various bodily fluids on the floor (mostly his own), Aiden scooped up the mask and tablet with sloppy finesse and darted through the doorway into the open passage.
Of course, he didn't stop there; who knew if they could chase him beyond the flood lamps area? Without any decrease in speed he zoomed up the stairs until he made it back in the observation deck. Only then did he pause to see if they were following.
Funnily enough, they didn't even seem to care that he'd gotten away. Rather, all three were busy admiring their pregnant-looking bellies with notable glee, like a trio of newly expectant mothers. The tall-horned one who he was just fucking prior to his escape even scooped a dollop of his seed from the floor, squeezing it between her fingers with intrigue.
Aiden was already deadpanning at these strange shadow people somehow finding his cum to be of more interest than the cure to cancer, only for his eyes to pop out of his skull at the fourth shadow quietly entering the scene.
It was the woman in the dress! The one who had tricked him with that 'trade offer' in the first place! And whilst it was difficult to discern, her dress was certainly out of place and dishevelled, her hair looking underbrush and in need of a wash. It even seemed like there was a slight shake of her legs as well...
...Wait.
"WERE YOU FINGERBANGING YOURSELF IN THE CORNER THE WHOLE TIME?!"
Aiden couldn't help but scream out the accusation with all the dramatics of Phoenix Wright, the accused silhouette acknowledging him with a peace sign and a wink. As much an admission of guilt as any.
Then the tall-horned shadow, without any hesitation, inserted her cum-slathered fingers into the mouth of the dressed shadow, digging her fingers down her throat mercilessly. Once cleaned off, she took her digits out and seemed to tilt her head as though asking: 'How was it?'
A trembling thumbs up and eye-smile was the response. 🖤
Aiden's throat suddenly felt dry, cock throbbing painfully.
Okay, he could admit that was pretty hot. But still! Enough of these gooner game shenanigans. He'd gotten a gas mask, an S-Nav 300, and all he had to trade was a good few gallons of sperm and... well, his clothes unfortunately. That meant he'd lost the battery, but turning on the S-Nav showed it already had one plugged in, so it wasn't a huge loss.
So whilst sighing and purposefully ignoring the waves and blown kisses coming his way from SCP-205's containment chamber, Aiden walked barefoot back out into the endless hallways of the facility, half-chubbed cock flopping in the cold air.
"...Damnit, I've really gotta figure out what the deal is with this 'porn game' bug, or glitch, or whatever the fuck this is!" He swore whilst looking down at the map shown by the S-Nav. "I mean, better than getting killed I guess, but my real life 'Sanity Meter™' is gonna be running on empty before I get outta here. This better not be a recurring thing..."
Spoiler: it will be.
