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At first, she tried to fight. Rudely and abruptly awoken from her slumber by a cock being shoved into her virgin pussy, it took Rose a few seconds to process what was happening, but she quickly got her bearings and started struggling – to no avail. Dave was on top of her, pinning her down onto her stomach, his weight more than enough to keep her from escaping and his quick reflexes preventing all attempts at harm.

After that came the bargaining. Begging him to stop, wanting to know why.

"Over two years on this godforsaken meteor, with you the only other human around, and you're seriously asking my why?" He gave a particularly hard thrust, painfully grinding the tip of his cock into her cervix. "Hell, the better question would be how I managed to hold back for this long."

With that, he continued with the brutal pace he set, not worried about Rose's screams and cries. No one would hear them, the rooms of the meteor being surprisingly soundproof and isolated, No, instead he focused all his attention on the rape; the way his sister writhed beneath him trying to get away, the way she screamed every time he bottomed out deep inside her, the way her unused cunt clenched around him when he hit her womb. It was like he was mixing music, every thrust that punched the air out of her lungs akin to a button press on his turntables, every noise she made a sample falling into place.

After a while, Rose had finally arrived at a kind of acceptance. Too exhausted to fight and her throat raw from screaming, she was reduced to silently crying, the occasional groan wrenched from her on a particularly deep thrusts that had her seeing stars of pain. Then, after what felt like an eternity of silence only broken by the sounds of her defilement, Dave spoke.

"I'm close," he said, the words slicing through the haze of her mind and sending an ice-cold rush of terror through her.

She begged him to pull out, a panicked babbling that it wasn't safe, that she didn't want to get pregnant, to cum anywhere but there. She could hear the cruel smile on his face as he responded.

"Don't care. What, you think I'd go all this way only to then stop short of the finish line? No no no, I'm gonna cum right here, fill you up nice and good. And if anything, fucking a kid into my sister makes it way hotter."

She was struggling again, mobilizing reserves she wasn't even aware of, trying her hardest to escape the looming climax. But it was for naught, Dave's hold on her too secure to break – and then it didn't matter anymore. With one last thrust, he bottomed out inside her and stilled.

Rose could feel everything. His cock firmly pressed up against her cervix, the sensitive barrier amplified every twitch and throb as he began to cum. Tears were running down her face as he dumped his virile load directly into her unprotected womb, her mind reeling from the possibility of pregnancy.

Dave had no such concerns, instead he simply relished the joy of finally having gotten his way with her. Although not his explicit intent, breeding her was a fitting end to it all. He'd raped her, deflowered her, trampled upon her sexuality, and filled her to the brim with cum – knocking her up was merely the cherry on top. The thought of arriving in the new session, of finally being reunited with Jade and John and seeing their reaction to his sister being swollen with his child was an intoxicating one, and he pressed himself just a smidgen deeper, as if to ensure conception.

But the moment couldn't last forever. His climax slowly but surely tapered off, and he eventually pulled back, his softening cock slipping out of her. By the time Rose managed to sit up and see the small traces of cum seeping from her ruined snatch, he was already at the door. He turned back at her, taking in her tear-streaked and shell shocked face. He grinned.

"Good luck figuring out how to alchemize a morning-after pill."

With that, he left her alone in her room, the silence of the meteor only disturbed by her broken sobs.