Human heritage

Earth was once a beautiful, azure planet, until humanity, adept at self-elimination
, swept itself away in three world wars, turning it into a gray, uninhabitable planet. Countless military
satellites, like planetary rings, orbited the gloomy celestial body. Even after humanity's extinction, these satellites continued their
pointless attacks on each other, as if the remnants of the dead clung to the planet.

Fifty years after Earth's slumber, a massive interstellar fleet arrived at the slowly healing
planet. They were an intelligent race who had received messages from Earth a century ago and had finally arrived after a long voyage.
However, before they could make a friendly visit, humanity had already self-destructed.

The sealed-off Earth rejected outsiders with unreasonable, massive dust storms, preventing the interstellar fleet from landing.
They could only send miniature autonomous probes to collect humanity's remnants.

After fifty years of self-healing, the databases containing human history and culture across the globe vanished in a cataclysmic
natural disaster. All backup files were destroyed, and probes deployed to the Earth's surface day and night yielded nothing.

Fortunately, just before the interstellar fleet departed in disappointment, they unearthed the only
artifact recording human culture:

"Earth Documents"—its core being a 10GB MP3 player.

This treasure was carefully transported to the Queen's command ship, where alien researchers worked day and
night to research and develop a program to unlock this antique. Once completed, the corresponding program was implanted
into the Queen's tentacles, allowing Her Majesty to explore the mysteries of humanity.

The Queen is a columnar creature, five meters tall and as slender as a telephone pole. Her upper body,
integrated with the command ship's central core, possesses numerous armor plates resembling female breasts. These arc-shaped armor plates, connecting the various ships
, are linked to the Queen's body by mercury-like muscles, and her smooth, columnar skin
undulates rhythmically like a heartbeat due to the movement of these muscles. If a human were to see the Queen, she would likely appear as a cluster of large, white, nippleless
breasts moving in unison with coordinated breathing.

The command ship's central core occupies about 60% of the Queen's body; her freely movable lower body is approximately two meters long,
with relatively well-developed muscles and twenty-four autonomous tentacles assisting her with various tasks. Analyzing the "legacy
" is also done through one of these tentacles.

10GB can only record a very limited amount of information, and the files in this old portable cassette are even smaller;
even fully opened, they amount to only a few million words of information. Analyzing this small amount of information would take a considerable amount of
time, but for the Queen, who has no concept of lifespan, it would be a mere instant.

The analyzed document transforms into a blurry landscape that enters the Queen's mind. Even though the content reconstructed through the document is indistinct
, the Queen still finds it fascinating. After all, this is a non-human intelligent life form that she—or rather, they—had finally discovered with great difficulty
. Although it is extinct, this document allows humanity to continue existing in the Queen
's memory.

After fully deciphering all the documents, the Queen's form changed. Specifically,
the autonomous tentacle responsible for deciphering the documents changed. This tentacle, acting as the Queen's alter ego, transformed into a human
form using fresh memories. It created flesh-colored skin through pigment released from its mercury-like muscles, then molded breasts, a waist
, and limbs like clay… Based on a certain document, "she" gradually took shape, a nearly 100% perfect
human female.

A 1.63-meter-tall, 54-kilogram, G-cup Asian woman of about 35 years old—
the Queen, mimicking a human—looked at her body in disbelief.

Her limbs, countless generations more primitive than the tentacle, were extremely inconvenient for grasping objects and unable to change form at will
. Moreover, despite having only four limbs, she had to use two of them for walking, an incredibly inefficient process.

She had to maintain constant breathing, or she would suffocate, which was also quite troublesome. Furthermore,
various bodily reactions fed back to her breathing; for example, touching her breasts made her breathe rapidly.

Her breasts and sexual organs were also superfluous and should have been discarded long ago. For the sexual organs to unite ideally,
the various hormones in the body must first reach a certain ratio, which involves complex caressing behaviors…

Thinking of this, the Queen's vagina suddenly contracted with a gurgling sound, squeezing out glistening love fluid.

She ran her fingers over the moistened opening of her vagina, collecting the secreted
fluid amidst a slightly itchy sensation that seeped into her heart. She was stunned for a moment—then realized that human fingers cannot directly transport the collected substance
to other parts of the body; one must analyze the information of the fluid through the eyes, nose, and mouth.

It was such a primitive and troublesome act, yet as she watched the glistening fluid gently slide from her fingertips, inhaled
its faint fishy smell, and licked the smooth fluid… her body experienced an unreasonable pleasure, making her primitive mind
float inexplicably.

"Oh ho…!"

Her pink lips naturally pursed, following her floating head, and burst out a lewd
roar of excitement simply because of her own body fluids.

The "Central Intelligence" could understand the existence of various superfluous mechanisms in primitive intelligent life forms
. However, from the Queen's perspective, which mimicked a human, this was a manifestation of pleasure—
a process that advanced life forms, capable of generating and eliminating sexual desire in a mere millisecond, could never enjoy.

The Queen raised the corners of her peach-colored lips and once again touched the increasingly wet vulva. Following
the records in the literature, she bent her index and middle fingers and inserted them into the vulva, making gurgling sounds as she played with the overflowing, lustful flesh.

"Ooh...oh oh!"

Glug! Glug! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The pleasure in the vulva spread throughout the Queen's body like blooming flowers, causing the tentacles around her to stop working and
randomly select a passage from a female record to mimic on the spot. Before long, a thick
whirlwind of sweaty stench swept across the bridge of the command ship as one after another, voluptuous mature women struck vulgar poses around the Queen's true form.

"Welcome to my slit—!"

A mature woman with straight hair sat on the floor, legs spread wide in an M-shape, actively opening her wet, hot vulva.

"Please support my masturbation!"

A mature woman with wavy hair actively tore open her hot uniform, revealing her sweaty, large breasts.

"Come on—open your hole with the teacher and touch your hole?"

A long-haired mature woman 　　with a ponytail, wearing a rhythmic gymnastics outfit with her private parts and areolas cut open, strumming her large, dark areolas while singing,

"Welcome to Onani☆Dance Power!"

Another short-haired mature woman, wearing a purple bodysuit that revealed her large, dark areolas, masturbated and orgasmed while performing a graceful dance.

A motley crew of lustful mature women appeared, quickly spreading varying concentrations of aroused stench throughout the bridge and beyond. The Queen
's personal staff were terrified by this group of hairless, horny female monkeys in heat. Before they could even question the Queen's transformation into multiple human-
like figures, they received a mimicry program injected into their bodies. The staff all transformed into
masculine, muscular men or unkempt, beer-bellied middle-aged men; regardless of their size,
they all grew magnificent, thick penises.

The stench of the mature women, which had previously puzzled the staff, now became the perfect
bait to lure those hot, hard penises.

Before long, hundreds of muscular and pot-bellied men surrounded the four voluptuous mature women on the bridge.
At the queen's command, panting heavily as she fiddled with her vagina, the men rushed towards
the women before them.

"Welcome to my... oh oh oh!" *

Plop!*

A huge penis shoved into the blushing, straight-haired woman, the instant pleasure causing her
to arch her neck in a tingling sensation. Her two round, kneaded breasts, their large, brown nipples erect,
ejaculated thick, white fluid into the man fucking her.

"Oh... oh oh oh! That thick, big penis is inside me! Ahhhhhh!" *

Plop—slap, slap!*

Coffee-colored nipples shot out thick, rich breast milk like artillery fire, making the man's muscles glisten. His
firm, milk-covered body pressed down, flattening the large, round breasts into ovals, milk continuing to
flow from where their chests met.

While the straight-haired mature woman was being deeply penetrated by the muscular man until milk splattered everywhere, the wavy-haired mature woman beside her was being
pushed around by the fat-bellied men surrounding her, sweetly embracing and kissing each man. The sweat-soaked
, form-fitting uniform shaped her slightly wrinkled breasts, the large nipples and palm-sized areolas being squeezed and kneaded by the men through their clothes
, milk dripping from them after only a few squeezes.

"Mmm! Mmm! I love you! Mmm! Mmm! I love you! I want to help you masturbate... Ahh!"

The flushed, wavy-haired mature woman whispered tenderly to her kissing partner as they licked
and squeezed her large, dripping breasts, while she stroked his throbbing penis. But just as she was about to help him masturbate
, she was pushed away roughly, heartbroken and abandoned by her lover, and then played with by the next man. The wavy-haired mature woman,

whose breasts were being massaged by men with an increasingly strong scent, and who had sincerely offered her kisses of love only to be easily abandoned
, reached climax in increasingly passionate kisses. Then, the men who had been playing with her
pushed her to the ground, slapping her plump, raised buttocks, and thrusting into her dark brown, bulging anus
.

"Ee-hee-hee-hee...! Marriage...! My asshole is married to a super-powerful penis...!"

Slap! Slap!

Finally, the long-awaited moment arrived: the roughly shaped penis was thrusting in and out of the partner's anus, each thrust causing the untouched,
everted flesh to spurt out a pungent, fishy-smelling fluid. The large breasts, heavily pressed to the ground, then ejaculated breast milk
.

As the two voluptuous mature women were being penetrated in the vagina and anus respectively in the seed-planting and rear-entry positions,
the long-haired woman, wearing a leotard that exposed her large black areolas and straddling the man's waist, swayed her sweaty body to the rhythm
.

"One, two, three, four! Penis thrusting—oh ho!"

*Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap—*

The long-haired woman clapped her hands and sang the rhythm as she swayed her milk-spurting areolas, while the muscular man beneath her
thrust upwards in four beats, each four beats followed by a super deep thrust, driving the woman, who had been leisurely leading
the rhythm, to a dazed, lewd moan. She quickly snapped out of it, wiping her face as the approaching penises shoved around her while
continuing to clap and shake her breasts.

"Two, two, three, four! Asshole in—nooze!"

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Plop—

the huge, swaying black areolas suddenly trembled, and the slowly dripping milk suddenly gathered,
shooting a long stream of milk forward from the thick, erect black nipples—it turned out that this auntie who was leading the singing had an asshole as her weakness.
Once her deep, wrinkled anus was forced open, she trembled all over, her face dazed, as she ejaculated with pleasure as two penises
were thrust into her simultaneously.

"Three... Ooh! Two! Ooh! Three, four... Gurgle, gurgle! I can't take it anymore...! My ass is going to come!
Going to come! Going to come oh oh oh oh...!"

The sweaty, throbbing breasts involuntarily gushed out thick, white milk, the milky scent
mingling with the stench of sweat rising from the large, black areolas covered in hot sweat. This incredibly pungent odor then caused the long-haired mature woman
and the two muscular men behind her to ejaculate simultaneously. The long-haired mature woman, her vagina and rectum filled with the pungent milk, trembled
, her eyebrows twitching. Her two black nipples, gripped and stretched by the men, continued to spurt milk. Before the climax was over, the muscular men, now erect
again, pounded into the tingling, sweaty body, causing her breasts to tremble violently and milk to spray wildly.

Three groups of passionately mating couples were soaking wet on the floor, their sweat mingling as they went at it. Only the mature woman, with her
chic short haircut, wearing a purple bodysuit, and her large, dark areolas
swaying elegantly through the fabric, remained standing. She used her pungent, sweat-soaked vulva beneath her bodysuit to attract several obese men to
masturbate her. Then she danced among the engorged penises, sometimes bending down to suck on a man's shriveled
nipple, sometimes raising her thighs so the men would take turns burying their faces in her crotch, inhaling the juicy, smelly vulva to
enhance the experience.

Whenever a penis is about to ejaculate, a vulgar, swaying black areola will appear beside the person. The beautiful dancer
will wiggle her hips, enticing the obese man to tear open the fabric covering her private parts, forcing his eager penis
between her wet, everted black labia, shoving it into her mature, smelly vagina, which opens with a "plop—".

"Oh ho…! Extra thick semen is being injected, oh oh oh oh—!"

Crack crack crack!

Before the energetic, obese man, the mature woman in a tight-fitting bodysuit, her sweaty, large buttocks raised
and her head tucked in her arms, trembled all over. She arched her neck, maintaining this comfortable, spasmodic position until the penis deeply inserted into her vagina ejaculated
. Her two pigmented armpits, though hairless, were a dark
gray, reeking of sweat. This smell, mingled with the sweat emanating from her large, black areolas, became
the ultimate mature woman's stench that made the obese man hard every time he smelled it.

As more and more penises were drawn by the stench, the purple light dancing through the crowd gradually became
immobilized, because as soon as one penis ejaculated into her stinking vagina, another immediately thrust in
, stirring and continuing to pour in fresh semen. One vagina was no longer enough to satisfy the constant ejaculation
, so the obese men tore open the clothes that tightly covered her large buttocks. As soon as
her brown anus, bulging amidst a ring of thick, smelly anal hair, was revealed, a deep thrust of their penises filled her stinking rectum with semen. The mature woman in the tight-fitting clothes, who had been dancing and squirting not long before, blushed and danced a white, stinking dance, spraying semen everywhere,

after being ejaculated into her one after another by the obese men . 　　As the four mature women were gang-raped and reached orgasm, even the queen at the center of this debauchery underwent a change. Her body began to secrete copious amounts of pungent, foul-smelling sweat; thick black hair sprouted from her armpits, anus, and genitals; her areolas turned black and swelled to the size of a fist, her nipples swollen and erect like small penises; the stench emanating from her hair-covered armpits, large black areolas, navel, and genitals overwhelmed everything else, causing the men who inhaled the scent to rush towards her without hesitation. 　　"Ah…!" 　　The queen was quite sensitive to the frenzied desire of men, and she wasn't prepared, so she pushed away the first two weaker, obese men, only to be tackled to the ground by the muscular men who followed. The swarming men kissed her peach-colored lips, licked her pungent armpits and large black areolas, and as the muscular men began to thrust into her dripping, wet vagina, her two erect nipples were also used as sex toys. 　　"Ohhhhhh...!" 　　A wonderful pleasure surged through her flesh, which quickly submitted to the thick penis. This feeling of being dominated and ravaged by the man rushed to her chest, causing her large, black nipples, which were being tightly gripped and masturbated, to gush out thick breast milk. The queen, so sensitive that she would ejaculate prematurely just from the stretching of her flesh by the penis, quickly climaxed a second and third time after the vigorous thrusting began . Including the "super milk ejaculation" caused by the penis blowing or squeezing out her nipples, the queen, who was being suppressed and violated by the group, had a total of eight orgasms before the muscular man ejaculated. 　　"Stop...stop! I told you to stop...no! Ass...butthole? No! No asshole! Stop ! Cease! Command suspended! Stop now...oh! Oh! Oh! Oh oh oh! Hmm, hmm oh oh oh oh...!" 　　The command, delivered in a human-like voice and spoken in human language, had no binding effect. Exhausted from consecutive orgasms, the queen could only watch helplessly as the men sandwiched her like a sandwich, one penis thrusting into her sensitive, spasming vagina, another ramming into her soft anus, forcing open the tightly closed sphincter, scraping against the sticky intestinal walls as it penetrated deep inside. The moment her anus was opened by the penises, the queen, prone to premature ejaculation, uncontrollably climaxed again. 　　"Eek...! I'm going to cum again...! Why...! It feels so good even when it's in my ass... !" 　　As the Queen, a veritable embodiment of lewdness, was repeatedly brought to orgasm, several tentacles, using the Queen as a model during her orgasms, transformed into sweaty, mature women with thick armpit hair and large, dark areolas. These were clones created by the Queen subconsciously to share her excessive lust with the men, and thus, each one appeared with her arms outstretched, legs spread, and her sweaty, large breasts swaying to attract the crowd besieging the Queen. The mature women, fully aroused , couldn't even last ten seconds before being pinned to the ground by the men with their bulging, muscular penises, forming human sandwiches of screaming and lewd cries around the Queen . 　　"Pfft... Oh my god... So intense...! Both dicks are so intense...!" 　　"I'm going to come...! I'm about to come...! Ahhh...!" 　　"My nipples and asshole are about to cum...! Oh my god...!" 　　Compared to the four relatively independent mature women, the later-appearing mature women were closer to the Queen's alter ego, so even their sensitive areas and premature ejaculation were identical. These mature women, whom the Queen considered her personal guard, were all made into human sandwiches, and the dicks attacking the Queen showed no signs of decreasing, so the remaining tentacles transformed as well. Even so, it was still not enough for the men. 　　Even if all the autonomous tentacles were used, including the Queen, there were only twenty-four mature women, and if each of their vaginas and anuses were filled with dicks, it could only accommodate forty-eight men. Moreover, the men didn't just leave after ejaculating ; they could ejaculate four or five times, or even fuck the Queen until she surrendered several times without even realizing it. 　　So, the central command came to the rescue. 　　The muscles connecting the curved armor transformed into countless tentacles that descended upon the bridge. These mercury tentacles swiftly transformed into clones of the Queen, these voluptuous mature women with their large, sweaty breasts and spread legs displaying shameful, begging expressions, attracting pairs of penises to unite with them. As long as a penis remained erect outside the woman's body, the descending tentacles from the central control center never ceased. Only when all the penises were in place did the replication command finally stop—by this time, there were as many as four hundred and fifty mature women, spewing breast milk and stinking sweat, and nine hundred penises paired with them. These 　　three-person groups of lewd men and women did whatever they pleased, the entire command ship filled with the Queen's clones, the stench of human sweat and bodily fluids permeating every corner of the ship. The orgies lasted a day and a night. The men rested when they were tired, and then continued to have sex with the women. They didn't need to eat like humans; they just erected their penises and pounced on the nearest mature woman. Finally, the Queen couldn't withstand the successive orgasms , her central nervous system gradually transforming into a gigantic female body in a state of chaos, forcing her to forcibly stop the mimicry program. 　　The humans on the command ship vanished instantly, and the staff reverted to their original streamlined forms. However, the central nervous system—the Queen, who had grown human breasts and even developed yellowish-white skin and large black areolas—seemed to still be preoccupied with the memory information collected during the mimicry.

The Queen's transformation seemed like a whim, but even after the fleet had left the solar system, this anthropomorphism continued
to develop.

After the "Great Orgy," although the command ship had been thoroughly cleaned, it was still filled with the various
scents of human women. The staff knew that these smells of sweat, stench, and fishiness originated from the central command where the Queen resided, but lacking the authority,
they could only silently watch as the Queen's "body" became more and more human-like each day.

Originally, there were only breasts and areolas, then nipples, followed by genitals, limbs, and a head. Although no
facial features were formed, all body hair, including body hair, was meticulously depicted—the queen's enormous black
areolas and dense, dark armpit hair became the source of the stench. The protruding, semi-prolapsed anus between her large, fleshy buttocks
hissed out a farting smell, and the gray labia majora, covered in shaved marks, emitted a fishy stench that even the sweat couldn't suppress,
emanating from the juicy fleshy opening between her loose, everted black labia minora.

"Oh…!"

One day, peach-colored lips reappeared on her oval face, seemingly to allow
the queen, who was constantly dripping with lustful fluids and exuding a stench, to release the heat coursing through her body with a moan.

"Oh ho…!"

Pfft—

a lewd roar arose, and the stench emanating from her enormous black areolas and thick armpit hair instantly intensified, this smell causing the queen
's lewd odor to permeate the entire ship once again.

"A penis..."

After more than ten days of repetitive lewd moans, the word "penis" suddenly escaped her lips, accompanied by thick, drooling saliva
. As this yearning cry resounded, tens of thousands of records in the command ship's database were replaced with human
phalluses and locked with Queen-level authority.

"A penis, ahhh...!"

Before long, ordinary data was transformed into locked phalluses amidst the Queen's increasingly piercing cries.
Next, the infected targets were the core data that would endanger the entire fleet. The Queen's direct subordinates were powerless to resist
, but fortunately, the subsystems of nearby escort ships were still functional. The command ship, where the Queen was located, was identified as a Level 1 contamination source and
was closely guarded by a heavily armed escort fleet, which guided the command ship to maintain its navigation by moving in unison.

The Level 1 contamination handling protocol stipulated that if the Queen suffered mental contamination sufficient to affect navigational safety during voyage,
the subsystems on the escort ships could forcibly lock down the command ship, which could only be "disinfected" upon returning to the home planet. Prior to this
, the entire command ship was considered a contaminated area, and any attempt to extend the contamination to the fleet would be
executed by cannons aimed at the source of the contamination.

Conversely, as long as the contamination did not spread, the escort ships and armed forces would not interfere with
what was happening inside the command ship.

And so—

"Ugh...! Ugh...! My cock...! My cock...! Give me your cock...!"

The queen, crashing down with her enormous, sweaty breasts, smashing through the curved armor, screamed passionately as
she kneaded her enormous breasts, which were gushing breast milk, and dug into her stinking, peach-colored vulva. The breast milk she ejaculated, once it touched
the crew, transformed them into human males with thick, erect penises; the semen gushing from her enormous vulva, falling to
the ground, gurgled and formed into a sweaty, mature woman who was already aroused upon her arrival.

"Come on, everyone! Come closer! Center group, first!"

A group of voluptuous, sweaty, and energetic mature women formed a line around the enormous queen.
A woman with pigtails, dressed in a yellow cheerleader uniform, stood at the front of the line, issuing commands:

"Come on! Everyone, give courage to the shy men with their erect penises! Ready, set, ready—"

Whoosh—!

The neatly lined-up women simultaneously raised their armpits, covered their heads, and spread their legs, their sweaty, hairy armpits and wet
, dripping vulvas fully exposed. This action alone was enough to attract the men with erect penises to come closer, but
that was clearly not enough. The queen's shameless lust prompted the sweaty women to gleefully swing their large, sweaty
breasts.

"Oh ho—! Oh ho—

!" "Hmm—! Hmm—!"

"Whoosh—! Whoosh—!"

Slap slap, slap slap!

The swaying, enormous breasts, with their dark brown or black areolas, created a sensual spectacle. The men, like
moths drawn only to a flame, swarmed towards the mature women who exuded a captivating stench. Soon, every
employee who had become a man had found a matching mature woman in heat. The Queen continued to ejaculate
thick, yellowish-white breast milk from her enormous nipples, her gushing orgasms spraying the ground. The number of mature women created from her love fluids increased so much
that each man had to immediately switch women after ejaculating to satisfy the overflowing army of mature women
.

This orgy had no time limit and was unrestrained. Until the fleet reached their home planet, the employees
tirelessly raped the Queen's ever-present, ecstatic creations. When the contamination treatment team observed the ship's interior
, they discovered that besides the bridge used to accommodate the orgy, there were many
areas where the Queen had been modified into enormous penises or human arms. These were used to rape the Queen, whose genitals were disproportionately large to humans
.

The purification operation began, with gas injected into the command ship through special pipelines to gradually suppress the abnormal activity within the ship.
Once the suppression was successful, the ship was frozen. When the command ship fell into complete silence, the armed
personnel of the contamination treatment team infiltrated.

Passing through a thick layer of ice, they walked past the Queen, who was mimicking a human and
whose face was contorted with ecstasy as her anus was being penetrated by a giant penis. They passed through the archway of breast milk gushing from her large, black nipples, and arrived at
the inner thighs inscribed with words like "Heaty Old Woman," "Disgusting Black Pussy," and "Super Stinky?"—
the location of the Queen's transformed central nervous system.

Armed personnel used their equipment to melt the ice layer inside the fleshy cavity. Because blood vessels and nerves remained frozen
, the flesh remained passive and static. They pushed aside the foul-smelling fleshy walls,
advancing one by one on the sticky, cold, wet surface, until they found the central nervous system at its deepest point.

The central nervous system—also known as the Queen's uterus—was completely removed with the assistance of the armed personnel, along with the fallopian
tubes and ovaries, and moved away from the command ship. The staff outside the central nervous system, along with the Queen's body, were carried away along with the unusable command ship...
Destroyed. The encrypted data, altered by the Queen into a "phallus," still required some time to process. Therefore, the Queen
's uterus was preserved in a special container until the data reconstruction was complete.

As the days of data reconstruction passed, the uterus-shaped central structure gradually decrypted and returned to a liquid state.
However, a certain piece of encrypted data expanded in reverse—a second-order encrypted data centered on this data,
translated into human language, yielded words such as "baby," "child," "daughter," and "protection."

Years later, this girl became a special employee of the new Queen, embarking on her maiden
voyage with the interstellar fleet. While everyone else operated the instruments with swift tentacles, the girl, with only two hands, held a primitive and clumsy
ancient book, nestled between the Queen's lukewarm crawling tentacles, reciting stories only they could understand in a childlike voice
.

"—Because the jailers' penises felt so good, Her Majesty couldn't help but throw her head back and moan lewdly, and at the
moment of climax, vigorously swung her sweaty breasts..."

She was humanity's legacy.

The End

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