Solomon’s Daughters Cassie’s and Cindy’s Chapter
Chapter 08
An alien serum changes our troubled world.
Ominous grasping tentacles approach from the waters below. Which of the twelve maidens will be the chosen one?
Eliza’s Chapter
RAW chat logs from IMvu
Lysander Shepard has awoken on a batarian ship, bound for destinations unknown. Lots of his fellow colonists are there, but not all. Lysander is dealt his first batch of cruelty as ‘property’ of the batarian running the show, Shamul.
Solomonâs Daughters: Sar-Rahâs Chapter
Megan’s Chapter
An 18 year old boy gets help from aliens with life sex and bullies
Jill Vinston wandered the halls of the Walace state Guardhouse. She hadn’t been able to find any of the other X.P.Q.R members since first arriving in the mansion, and she was starting to worry that she’d never see any of them again. There were still more locked doors in the house, but she didn’t have the right keys, so she had been searching the guardhouse for anything useful. So far, she hadn’t found much, aside from more zombies and an unusually large beehive at the end of one of the halls.
Jill entered one of the rooms to find a bookcase that had been pushed aside to reveal a hole in the floor. In the hole was a ladder. Jill descended the ladder to find more halls, these made of cold, stone, and there was a reek of mildew. Going further down the hall and around a couple corners, constantly cautious with her Beretta ready, she realized why. The floor tilted downwards and it was obvious that not very long ago had been covered in water.
Jill went through the double doors at the end of the hall and entered a large room with a giant tank in the center of it. The tank was smashed and empty now, probably the reason that there had been water flooding the basement. She started to circle around the tank, wondering what could’ve been inside. As she turned one of the corners, she saw. Three sharks, one of them quite large with two smaller ones, flipped and flopped on the cement floor. They weren’t normal sharks, they looked mutilated and rotting.
Figures, Jill thought to herself, everything in this place is dead and rotting but still moving around. There were three doors in the basement, aside from the one she had entered from. She entered one to find what looked like a conference room of sorts… and something much stranger. It appeared to be plant roots, but they had broken straight through the ceiling and they were huge. Jill hadn’t seen anything up above that looked like it would have roots. Still, she didn’t want to get to close, so she turned and exited the room.
The other two rooms proved to be just as useless as the first. She saw how the water had been drained… but by who? And the same mystery person had raided the supply closet next to the drainage room and had taken every useful thing. Sighing, Jill left the basement and headed back upstairs. There was only one final room to check, through another set of double doors near the back of the guardhouse. Jill entered the room quickly, sweeping her gun for anything that might attack, and then gasped.
In the center of the room was a giant plant, clearly what the roots belonged to. There was a large pod in the middle and sweeping vines sprouting out from it with a mossy substance covering the entire room. Jill was stunned at the size of it and before she had a chance to react there was a loud thud as one of the tentacles slapped into the door behind Jill, closing it. That got the woman’s attention, turning to grab at the handle, but it wouldn’t turn. Then she felt one of the vines grip around her leg and yank her away from the door.
Jill let out a shriek and her pistol went flying as she was lifted up off the floor towards the plant. More vines appeared to ensnare her, grabbing her at the wrists and ankles and spreading her out before the giant plant monster. Jill struggled fiercely, trying to get herself free, but it was no use. She started to wonder how this monstrosity would kill her, because there was no doubt it would. But the plant had other plans.
Plant 42 was quite full, after having fed on the other two that had entered its lair. They had been fully cocooned in the moss that covered the walls and there was no way for Jill to realize that the corpses of Chris Eddington and Barry Starton were now mere lumps on the ceiling. After two large meals like that, Plant 42 wouldn’t be hungry for a while, now it was just bored. It’s vines had started to move over Jill’s body, quickly discovering she was a female. Plant 42 was neither male nor female, but it had found that female humans were more fun to play with, and up until now it had only been able to play with the zombies.
Feeling the warmth of Jill’s body with its vines told Plant 42 that she was no zombie. If it had a mouth, it would have smiled. Instead, it just extended its tiny barbs from the vines and started to cut Jill’s clothes away, very carefully. It didn’t want to cut or hurt her, just disrobe her. Jill watched as the vines sliced her shirt and pants off of her body.
What the hell was it doing? she thought. Why doesn’t it just kill me and be done with it?
A little over a minute later, all Jill wore were her boots. Her large breasts heaved with Jill’s heavy breathing and a coating of sweat covered her body. She still didn’t know exactly what was going on, but eying the vines long enough had given her an idea that she didn’t like. Plant 42 lowered its barbs again and then the vines started to move over Jill’s body again, caressing it. They moved over her tits, legs, back, ass, and crotch. One even moved up and stroked over her face. Jill started to weep. She had been right, this plant thing was going to rape her. She didn’t want it to happen, the vines were so long and thick, but it seemed she didn’t really have a say in the matter.
The vine that had been rubbing up against Jill’s crotch finally brought its tip to her cunt lips and started to push into the woman. Jill cried out as she felt the vine starting to penetrate her. It stretched her wide and her tears came more rapidly. The vine pushed more of itself into Jill, feeling her vaginal walls clench together, trying to push the invader out. The vine just went deeper, enjoying the tightness. It pulled back and thrust into her, starting to find a rhythm.
As that vine entered, the one on Jill’s chest wrapped around each of her tits and pushed them together, before sliding through her cleavage and beginning to titfuck her. This wasn’t as unpleasant to Jill as the vine in her pussy was. The vine brushed against her nipples every once in a while, caressing them to hardness. But the roughness of which her breasts were being handled nullified any of the pleasure she felt. The vine moved up and down Jill’s chest, through her tits, and finally went even farther up, entering her agape mouth. The woman’s eyes widened at this new violation. She started to cough and gag, and was thankful when the vine pulled back down, only to have it re-enter seconds later.
Jill made the mistake of thinking things couldn’t get any worse, only to have a third vine push in between her ass cheeks. No, she thought pleadingly, please, no, not that. But the plant monster wasn’t psychic, and even if it had been, it wouldn’t have listened. It shoved its third vine into Jill’s anus, causing her whole body to jerk. She managed to let out a high pitched scream, which was allowed to carry on for a short time, since the vine on her tits had stopped plunging into her mouth. Her scream was cut off, though, by a fourth vine that was interested in her lovely mouth. This one came from straight above her, so it could push itself down into her tight throat as it wished.
Amidst the triple penetration and the tit fucking, Jill’s sanity slipped. She lost all rational thought and concepts of pain and pleasure and suddenly, it all felt incredibly good to her. Her crying turned into slutty moans of pleasure and she started to thrash back and forth, not trying to escape, but to get more of the vines into her. She bobbed her head on the vine in her mouth, and thrust her hips back and forth, between the ones in her cunt and ass. She couldn’t do much for the one between her boobs, but it was doing plenty itself. Jill felt the ecstasy build inside her body, until she was brought to a mind numbing orgasm. Her body rocked hard and she screamed loudly, even with the vine in her mouth.
As she started to come down from cumming, Jill’s sanity started to return and she realized what she had just done. She was absolutely sickened with herself, but it didn’t stop the vines from continuing to thrust into her every way they could. This continued for quite a while, Jill’s spirit cracking and finally shattering. She didn’t cry, she didn’t moan, she just hung there, letting the vines have their way with her. Finally, she felt a rumbling of sorts, coursing up all of the vines. It felt almost like a vibrator to her. Then she felt the cum start to blast into her, coating her insides and shooting up over her tits. It was green in color, almost glowing and it tingled as it touched her skin, inside or out. She was forced to swallow tons of the plant cum, and still it spilled out of her lips. Similarly, her cunt and anus were filled to beyond capacity, while her chest was totally covered with the goo.
When the plant had finished shooting its loads into and onto the woman, it simply released her, letting her fall to the ground and splatter into a wet pool of the cum. The plant curled up its vines to sleep and Jill, amazed that she had been set free pushed herself to the door, finding it unlocked now. She left the room and shut the door behind her, leaning against it heavily. She was naked and covered in the slime. Unknown to her, it was highly poisonous. Not enough to kill her, but to weaken and disorient her, even causing hallucinations. But she didn’t know this, she just knew she felt exhausted due to the ordeal she had just been through.
And it wasn’t over. Jill hadn’t been sitting there a whole minute before she heard the buzzing of the bees from down the hall. She forced herself to her feet and ran for the door to the next hall, entering and pulling the door closed behind her. Jill was breathing heavily and starting to get a little dizzy. She felt ridiculous, walking around in nothing but her boots, but she didn’t have her choice. Her clothes were still with the plant, and besides, they had been shredded. So she went on, stumbling every once in a while.
Jill entered one of the dormitory rooms, knowing there was a bed in there, and maybe some clothes. Her eyes widened with joy at the sight she saw. “Chris!” she exclaimed, moving to him and hugging him, not thinking about her current slimy nudity. The real Chris was dead, in the same room with her clothes, but again she didn’t know that. She was actually hugging a zombie, the smell of death strong off of it. The hallucinations had started to set in.
The zombie hadn’t been dead long enough to forget the allures of a naked woman. His cock started to harden as the woman hugged him and he found his constant hunger for flesh was met with an equally strong hunger for sex. Jill felt the hardness press against her firm stomach and smirked. “Chris, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were more happy to see me then usual.” Then she remembered she was naked. “Oh… yea…” She looked back up at the rotting face in front of her, to her looking just like a living Chris.
“Why don’t you say anything?” Jill asked him. Her words were like mush to the zombie. He didn’t know what she was saying, but he knew he wanted her. He moved his hands to her breasts, squeezing. Jill was surprised by this, but felt a heat start to grow between her legs. “Chris… don’t…” But she didn’t want him to stop. She had been attracted to Chris ever since she had first met him. Now that they were trapped in this hellish mansion and their chances of survival were slim, why not give in to temptation? At least her last sexual experience wouldn’t be of being gang raped by a plant. She brought her face close to his and kissed his lips, moving her tongue into Chris’s mouth.
Part of the zombie’s rotting mind told him to bite down now and eat the squiggling morsel in his mouth, but he still had enough human side left to remember how to kiss. He shoved his gray, bloated tongue back into Jill’s mouth, continuing to squeeze her breasts and pinch at her nipples. Jill moaned into the zombie’s mouth, pressing her nude body close to his. She moved one of her hands down, continuing to kiss him, and slid it down the front of his pants. Her fingers wrapped around the hard cock she found there and gave it a jerk.
The zombie moaned, one of the only vocal things he could do anymore. This made Jill smile. “Like that, huh?” She moved her hand back and forth on the cock some more. She gasped as she felt one of Chris’s hands move between her legs and push a finger inside her. The zombie started pushing his finger in and out of the woman’s pussy. This went on for a few minutes, before Jill pushed Chris down onto the bed and yanked his pants off, letting his rod spring free. Not having to undress herself made things easier and she simply straddled him, letting the hard on slide into her body.
Jill and the zombie moaned together and started to grind into each other. The zombie placed his hands on Jill’s ass and pulled her onto him harder and harder as he thrust up to meet her. Jill cried out and lowered herself over Chris, kissing at his neck and moving up to his lips again, moving her tongue to play with his. His dick felt incredibly inside her and she felt an orgasm approaching.
Thomas had just finished killing Plant 42, a task which had been incredibly easy after it had tired itself out fucking Jill and had gotten the Shield Key. He was on his way back out, when he heard moans and screams which could only be fucking. Curious, Thomas poked his head into the room they were coming from and could barely contain his laughter. There was Jill Valentine humping with wanton pleasure a zombie, and loving every minute of it. This was better then fucking Lara Croft’s corpse and spraying her brains all over the wall earlier. As much as he would have liked to ram his cock into Jill, this scene was much too entertaining to interrupt. Instead, he unbuttoned his pants and started to stroke his already hard member as he watched the couple fuck from behind his dark sunglasses.
Jill didn’t even notice the door open, or Thomas jerking off. The poison was ravaging her brain heavily, causing her skin to come to a boiling temperature. She was pouring sweat, even more so then a regular sexual act caused her and she was developing tunnel vision. All she could see was Chris’s face as she pounded onto his cock, her pleasure increasing with every hump. Finally, she tensed her body and came, feeling Chris cum with her, his seed spilling into her body. She didn’t even notice the burning sensation of the infected cum. She collapsed on top of her lover, breathing heavily and her heart pounding so fast she thought it might explode.
In such close proximity, the smell of the zombie worked its way through the hallucination to Jill’s senses. “Chris, honey… you need a bath. You stink,” she said to him between gasps of air. She looked down at him smiling, but something looked odd about him. She narrowed her eyes and looked closer at him, then screamed as the sight of the zombie came into clear focus. But it was all too late. The zombie’s lust had departed with his cum and now he was left only with the other hunger. As Jill screamed, the zombie bit into her throat.
Thomas was torn between a sadness at seeing another such beautiful babe being killed and total amusement at the sheer hilariousness of the situation. In the end, both feelings were drowned out as he himself came. His cum shot out and landed on the floor as Jill’s scream turned into a wet gargle as the zombie tore her throat out, blood spilling all over the bed. Jill fell forward against the zombie again, limply. Her flesh grew pale quickly and her breathing slowed. She looked over at the door, noticing it was open. The last thing she saw as the darkness of death claimed her was Thomas putting his dick away, a cold smile on his face.
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the story is of a boy who got the omnitrix and utilize the power of 10 diff heroes to save the world but when he himself is trapped with his cousin how does he react?
In the Cumming’s barn the noise of launches reverberated every few minutes. The Sarge had pulled himself to the out buildings high wall and through a broken plank he could see out into the courtyard. The bugs were loading the huge howitzer with the shell like cocoons. He saw one wriggle as it was lifted carefully into place and he had an awful feeling something or someone was inside it. Moments later with a deafening roar the pod cleared the muzzle traveling incredibly fast.
He had heard about projects involving ‘rail guns’ which were designed to launch satellites. These were electromagnetic tubes capable of generating immense speed. This was surely one of them. The tremendous noise of each launch was not explosive power but a sonic boom as the pods left the tower at maybe twenty times the speed of sound.
Suddenly he felt the shadow of an armored bug over him. He turned to see its claws and tentacles reaching out to grasp him. His leg was almost paralyzed and he didn’t attempt to put up any resistance. As a coil tightened around his neck he had a resigned thought.
“Hmm might have known my luck wouldn’t last.”
The metalic cell room was an inch deep in pink fluid so Candy and Daisy sat feet up on the stainless plinth. The young girl was a little embarrassed with her nakedness and used her arms to cover her chest and groin. Candy herself had little more on herself; just the short tight plastic top. However more confident with her body she had long ago stopped worrying about if her tits showed through a tight material or her butt poked from under a revealing skirt.
Daisy had been petrified almost since this awful saucer had crashed down on her. Now she felt strangely safer. Officer Vale was a local hero and to her and most of the high school girls she was also a bit of an icon. She looked up through her long lashes at the chiseled nose and cheekbones of the Sheriff.
Candy looked like she’d had a long night yet retained that warm bronzed complexion her luscious lips still glistening with the slightest of non issue lipstick. Her long hair was expensively curled and sculpted the dark roots adding to her sultry look. As Candy spoke Daisy’s mind wandered, wondering what her own straight (home cut) blonde tresses looked like now they were covered in cylinder fluid.
“We need to take the first opportunity to make an escape.” The Sheriff explained to the cute teen.
“But how?” Daisy asked hoping for an answer, adding. “They have so much power.”
Candy looked at her young charge an idea just forming in the head. She remembered back to the sparking cock pyramid she had ridden so loudly, and that filthy Jed’s illuminating ejaculation.
“Yes Daisy,” she said stepping down and walking to the door. “But maybe they’ve got more power than they can handle?”
Monica’s now cocooned body was sliding into the newly formed hole in her garden as the first burst of automatic fire erupted at the outskirt of the town. Back at base camp the Major listened with intense concentration to the voices hissing over the comm.
One vehicle was overturned; three other Humvee’s forming a circle like western wagons as the troopers fired in all directions. The rounds were bouncing off the alien’s shells and only a belly burst of bullets would drop one of the insect invaders.
The Mayor was pale white with horror.
“The town, what’s happening? He stammered.
The Major gave orders back down the comm; shouting to be heard over the crack of rifle fire.
“There’s too many of them.” He replied to the Mayor. “They’re taking casualties. I’m pulling them out.”
The town official went hysterical snatching the field radio trying to order them back. The troops pulled him away, the Major trying to placate him.
“We have to wait,” he explained angered again at his own impotence. We’ll have air support before dawn!”
One hundred and twenty miles above the west coast of mainland USA Miss Crome was lapsing in and out of consciousness. Her world had changed from a cramped claustrophobic shell to a half mile long craft; but she had little sense of this. Her vision was blurred to the point of been almost blind, her head throbbing from intense G force she had endured. Her body was experiencing weightlessness for the first time and this added to her dream like state. She never felt or acknowledged the wires and nodes attached to her body and caught the briefest nightmarish silhouettes before her own thoughts were finally swept away. Her body was electric as her mind began to relive the power surging sexual experiences of others, so preciously recorded earlier that night.
Captain Fin stood hands on hips her ash white face and long black hair making her look like a character from the Addams family. Above her towered two glass silos the human inside peaceful and imprisoned. Her sexy assistant floated serenely, her red curly hair dancing in the liquid. Next to her the Sarge was suspended in his own silo, his body naked his thigh wound visibly healing as the living bio slime worked at microscopic level to knit his flesh back together.
Fin admired the mans muscled physique; his six pack, tattooed strong arms, his fat limp cock. She could see her assistant had great taste in men.
The Captain felt her knees weaken as the young beauty was lifted from the silo. The red head began to splutter to life almost immediately her hips twisting her long legs rubbing together as she was gently lowered in front of Fin. Instantly she felt her hands pulled behind her back by the spiny clawed hand of a bug. As her vision cleared she saw Fin then the huge Queen bug standing behind her science officer.
“Oh, oh Capt, I… we…” She gasped. Jackie thought maybe they’d finalized a negotiation.
“Had the Captain come to take her…?”
A buzzing voice filled her thoughts in answer.
“No, zzzzzz, your captain has not.” It was the Queen forcing its way into her head. “She has come to supervise the next stage.”
Jackie shook her head looking straight at her impassive officer. She heard another splutter and gave a cry of joy and fear in one.
“Oh heavens!”
Her own favorite soldiers was being lifted down next to her; his rippling body glistening in slime, his large strong thigh now scarred but healed. She might have known he would have been in the thick of it. He always was.
The Sarge was coming to, his mouth spitting fluid as he too was gripped by a guarding bug. He recognized the officer who had so courageously first communicated with the creatures. However it only took a few moments to realize something was not right. Her voice had a metallic buzzing ring to it, almost hypnotic; her eyes even darker than normal, almost lifeless.
Fin admired the two excellent specimens in front of her. “You are right Jackie,” she said moving close to touch her cheek,” there has been a negotiation. These creatures will offer incredible knowledge, but they’re going to have to be sacrifices.”
“Sacrifices?” Jackie asked feeling very uncomfortable with the close attention of her senior officer. She’d sensed before that maybe Captain Fin had an attraction to her, but she’d never be so overt about it.
“What sacrifices?” She added.
As if in answer the barn shook, as another shell was hurtled into the night sky.
Fin gave a resigned shrug. “Oh, probably just most of the adult population of Love Creek.”
Jackie began to shake looking at the Sage for reassurance.
“You’re a fucking psycho!” He hissed at the treacherous woman, wishing he had his trusty M-16 in his hands.
She paid no attention, instead tracing a line down Jackie’s chest with her long index finger till her skin curved out into her firm round breast.
“I’ve experienced the pleasures these beings have to offer,” she said as if in some kind of explanation for her insanity. “Maybe you’ll agree once you have too.”
The Sarge’s muscles bulged and the bug struggled to hold him in place.
“Don’t you fucking dare let them touch her!” He yelled.
Fin snaked an arm around the woman’s curved waist until her hand resting on her hip, the other hand caressing one of her fine globe tits.
“I’m afraid they already have.” She replied as she molested the young woman in front of her own boyfriend.
Jackie whined realizing her hands had been bound behind her back with steel like webbing, the bug moving away to allowing Fin to stand half behind her in a groping embrace.
Fin’s waist high hand began a slow deliberate move over Jackie’s tummy towards her red triangle of pussy hair. Jackie shivered in fear as Fin rested her chin on the woman’s shoulder looking down over her tits, hand still squeezing gently, fingers twisting a nipple. Jackie gave an uncontrolled moan.
“Uhhhhhhh!”
The woman’s touch made her skin tingle in arousal. She moaned again embarrassed by her reaction.
“Hmm you’re body is very sensitive isn’t it my darling. Far more than it used to be.” Announced Fin; her hand finaly reaching the woman’s groin her fingers snaking between her clenched thighs slowly putting pressure on her mound.
“Oooooohhhhhhh!” Her young assistant gave a red faced groin of pleasure.
Candy had been hammering with her fist for twenty minutes without the aliens responding. She had a plan but it would be no good if she couldn’t get out of this room. Eventually she sensed the minds of approaching bugs and she backed away from the door. Daisy gripped her hand for comfort, cowering behind Candy’s statuses frame.
“Listen Honey,” Officer Vale said softly to the scared girl, “when they get us they’re probably going to do some pretty obscene things to us.”
Daisy looked at the door wide eyed then back to Candy. “Just remember it’s all part of my plan. If we want to get away we’re just going to have to bear it.”
Daisy gulped then nodded in acceptance just as the metal door slid open.
Back in the barn the Sarge’s innocent girlfriend was moaning like a cheap whore and he didn’t understand. Why was she acting like this, it didn’t make any sense, the bitch was molesting her! Jackie also looked confused, Fin’s touch making her shudder in delight.
“Ugh no, no, ugggggggggghhh!”
Her pussy felt so sensitive; already hot and moist. Her nipples were hard to the touch, the tit flesh groaning to mauling hand of Fin. She looked at the Sarge with a pitiful red faced expression, her cheeks almost the color of her ringlet brow.
“Oh God they’ve done something to me, they’ve changed me in some way.” She gasped, before arching her back in pleasure as Fin spread her clitoral hood a finger tapping on her aroused bud.
Jackie felt her senses begin to swim as the woman’s long fingers curled up inside her pussy.
“Uhhhhhh no, ugh no!” She moaned, her knees pushing together calves out as she struggled to stand.
The pressure of Fins fingers on her clit and nerve endings made her chest heave the moaning from her mouth animal and constant.
“Hm, urrrrrrr, gggg, urrrggg!”
The Sarge stood mouth open watching his young woman being examined by two then three of the science bitches fingers. A skull cap was place on Jackie’s head a near by bug draining the sensations. The barn was hot with sweat and gasping breath as Jackie wriggled and moaned the officers hand now finger and thumb in. Jackie could feel her clit throbbing, the two digits searching. Her pussy shaft felt swollen the fingers been restricted from entering in some way. The sensation had grown steadily, her pelvis aching. She was so hot now and she had this gut wrenching feeling that apart from the probing finger and thumb there was something else inside her pussy!
The Sarge saw it first as Fins pinching hand slowly extracted the swelling baby pink helmet. Jackie’s pussy lips were spreading as a slippery newly born cock appeared like a creature from its den.
“Ooooooh, no nooooooooo!”
Jackie could see down between her legs the hard curved shaft sliding out bending upwards, the seeping eye hole winking at her. More than that she could feel it; the sensation of a rock hard erection the pressure of Fins fingers tugging the head up and out.
“No, no it can’t be, ugh no, oh God ugggggg!”
Jackie was sobbing with disgust her body aroused in so many ways. Once enough cock shaft had appeared for Fin to grip she gently began to pull the member fully out.
“Oh Jackie! Such a lovely fat cock, hmmmm! And so tender!” Her thumb stroked the eye, precome smearing on her finger tip. Jackie arched her back her tits as hard as rocks. “Oohhhhhhhh!”
Fin began to explain to the wide eyed girl.
” Your new cock sits snugly on the roof of your pussy shaft. When it’s at rest you probably wouldn’t notice. But when it gets angry…” Fin pulled the cock out a little more as Jackie wailed.
The Sarge could only stand speechless his mind refusing to believe. Jackie suddenly gritted her teeth before two fat hairless balls swelled around her pussy lips stretching her flesh before popping into the night air.
“Uggggggghhhhhh!”
The erection was complete; the hard shaft pointing up to Jackie’s tummy button the balls virtually sealing her pussy shaft closed. His stunning slim girlfriend stood quivering knees buckling, her face pale in disbelief the huge eight inch cock looking obscenely out of proportion to her slim movie star frame.
“Oh Honey, help me please…” She gave a pathetic plea to her pinned boyfriend his eyes unable to look away from her rampant, tender erection.
Back in the ship the cell door did not open as expected. Officer Vale could feel the strange minds fleeting in and out of her head. Daisy also sensed the creatures were near. The table they had been sitting on began to shrink back into the ground the fluid draining with it. Then unexpectedly the floor began to tilt, a gap appearing at one side. The girls angled their bodies but there was nothing to hold on to; and their bare feet slid on the wet metal surface. The gap was very dark like there was a cavern below. The women were franticly trying to keep their balance, but it was no good. With the floor at 25 degrees they both slid screaming into the darkness below.
In the centre of Love Creek the remaining citizens had holed up in the town hall. The bugs were only apparently attacking adults; something they didn’t understand but all the same were grateful for. The windows had been boarded with furniture and anyone with a firearm was using the small cracks in the defenses to fire out at the creatures laying siege. The scene outside was one of chaos. The night was filled with flames of burning cars and muzzle flashes. The bugs were dragging freshly woven cocoons out of windows and doors then across the streets down to the spot behind the Sweethearts house.
The trapped townsfolk had only to hold on a little longer; help was rapidly approaching. The bugs sensed them first; their antennae picking up the almost insect like hum of distant earthling flying machines. They doubled their efforts the mechanical droning getting louder and louder in their alien minds.
Jackie felt her commanding officer grip her new cock shaft with her strong fist.
“Awww uh no, no!” She groaned as Fin began to gently wank the terrified girl.
The cock flesh was loose and wet, slopping back and forth along the steel like muscle; Fin continuing to tease the head with her thumb.
“Oh, oooh, nmmmmmmm!”
She smiled and gave Jackie a sweet kiss on the neck. “That’s it honey, is that nice, do you like your big cock stroked?”
Fin looked to the Sarge his expression now one of disgust and anger.
“Oh your girlfriends got a lovely hard cock, hmmm yesss. Sooooo stiff and those balls look full to the brim!”
Jackie moaned again feeling her newly formed scrotum hardening tugging at her insides. In her head the hive mind was also enjoying the woman’s pleasure and humiliation.
“Zzzzz, yes she is hot! Zzzzz, the male organ revolts her, but her body is in ecstasy she knows she will ejaculate.”
Jackie gave another groan realizing all her feeling where there to be read, she couldn’t hide the building sensation of arousal and wanton pleasure.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
The black pit Candy and the teen fell into was indeed that. The women were caught by twines of insect webbing. They were now in a cavern under the ship, dug out by alien tentacles, the underside of the saucer glowing to fill the space with a warm even light. Webbing was everywhere forming a lattice of ledges and hollows. The women struggled to stand like on a crazy inflatable bouncy castle, Daisy realizing first they were not alone.
“Oh no, look!”
The room also had maybe twenty bugs. Some hanging as if asleep others weaving long steel strands of silk, while others guided metal tentacles in their burrowing tasks. The woman gripped each other as one by one the bugs turned and moved towards them.
“Oh Sheriff; no, no!” Cried Daisy as she noticed their exposed genitals.
Candy felt a shiver down her back as she too saw each bug had a drooling bony proboscis erect and in the position you might expect a cock to be. She bit her lip.
“Remember Daisy.” She said struggling not to scream herself,” remember our plan!”
Jackie didn’t know where to look or what to say. Her new cock was achingly hard the bitch expertly teasing her. She’d been on heat for what seemed ages now and her sexy young eyes widened as felt her foreskin been tugged down hard the end bucking the eye oozing slime.
“Oh, oh, I’m gonna uuggghh!”
Her legs almost collapsed Fins hands wanking fast and rhythmically up the long shaft.
“Fucking stand up bitch,” she hissed her fist now becoming a blurr.
“Yes that’s it, that’s it, come on honey uh, uh yeah shoot your first load sweetie.”
Jackie arched her back Fin still squeezing a fine tit the other hand working overtime.
“N, n, n, n… oohhhhhhhhhhh agggggggggguk, ukk, ukkkk!”
Her balls hardened and then she felt the hot come shooting up her pipe spitting out like a fountain over her washboard tummy.
“Ohh, ooh Awwwwwwwwwwww!”
The Sarge moaned also as the woman erupted three, four hot spurts her knees buckling the white slime frothing over Fins tightly gripping fist.
“Ugh, ugggggggggg!”
Her tummy was splattered with her own seed, her eyes wide and rolling back in sensation. A second more and Fin released the sore shaft, Jackie finally collapsing into a crumple sticky wet mess, her face and disheveled hair looking like she’d had the orgasm of a lifetime.
“Ohhhhhhnnnnnnnn!”
Fin licked the salty wad from between her fingers smiling back at the Sarge. The bugs were fitting him with the skull cap with the other end now taken by the huge Queen bug. The Queen Bug connected the wires to a series of implanted nodes along the side of her domed head and the Sarge felt his body being taken over. He was conscious but unable to control his strong frame. Jackie was lifted and dragged away her spent cock now shrunken back up her pussy the slit weeping the last dregs of her ejaculation. She seemed dazed, mumbling to herself and didn’t even acknowledge the man held near by his own mouth now dribbling spittle as the Queen began to animated his body.
“Zzzzz, take her to the ship,” the leader ordered as it made the man stand upright legs apart. It then spoke to the lustful Fin. “You have done well so far. Now it is time for you to demonstrate in person.”
In the pit the bugs surrounded the two busty blondes as the creatures minds worked overtime. The women gave soft moans as the discussing aliens gave them an insight into what was in store for them.
“Zzzzzz yes we have learnt much this evening, but not everything.”
A long sticky coil was reaching out to curl around Daisy’s small waist. The sickly black shelled beast continued.
“Thesezzzzzzz two are excellent specimens. They will make good experiment tools.”
Another agreed, then yet another continued.”These humans could be much more than just another source of energy to us.” Candy felt her bare ass stroked by the slimy claw of yet another bug her plastic top straining to contain her melons. “ZZzzzzz I agree,” it added,” our time in space is always so long and un-stimulating!”
Daisy gave a shriek as her arms and legs were gripped by many eager appendages. Candy twisted her hand accidentally touching a creatures drooling bony cock making it chatter excitedly a long bug groan of delight filling Candy’s head.
Back in the town the aliens no longer needed a sixth sense to register the approach of human flying machines. The audible hum of rotor blades filled the air as the relief force raced towards the town.
The Major and Mayor grunted in satisfaction as the radio chatter gave a running commentary of the unfolding battle. The force, mainly Apache gun ships with a few ‘little bird’ spotter helos reacted with expected surprise at the sight of man size bugs, their four legs skittering the huge shells to and fro. However after a flurry of expletives, whistles and double takes the crews set about their task with devastating certainty.
Inside the town hall the pressure waves of explosions rocked the building to its foundations. The bugs were getting shredded before their eyes; their hard shells no match for amour piercing cannon rounds. At the lawn tunnel the creatures clogged the entrance, flooding down like water out of a bath tub. Some cocoons were carried with them others discarded as bugs crumpled under a rain of cannon fire.
A mile out from his home John Vale had slowed his pickup. It was dawn and he’d reckoned driving through the night with the two young daughters asleep in the back was better than spending another night at his parents. But now he wasn’t too sure. He had seen the choppers pass by so low he nearly careered off the road. Now he saw flashes in early dawn where he knew his town was. He accelerated, fearing quite correctly his wife the sheriff and mother to his kids could be in terrible danger.
Candy was the first to feel the segmented tentacle of a bug coiling around her flat waist, pulling her onto all fours. She fell into position grunting in anger and a little embarrassment. She knew she would have to play the creatures games. She had a plan but to think about it too much risked detection. No, she put it to the back of her mind, knowing with a sickening resignation she would have to concentrate on the attentions of the closing alien molesters.
Daisy was less subservient shaking and moaning as her tits were entwined the flesh swelling the nipples looking like they would pop.
“Awwww, uhhh!” Her small frame already looked tiny to her firm tits; now they appeared like cartoon cleavage Daisy arching her back in pain.
“Ooohhhhhhhh!”
The bug squeezing buzzed near her ear, another’s long dripping tongue snaking up to clamp over one of her pink nipples. Slurrrrrppppppp!
The blonde teen was been pulled onto her back as yet another bug straddled her chest and neck its four legs over her face like tent poles. She gazed up seeing the creature erect cocks in detail for the first time.
Like their tongues their cocks were sickly pale but appeared far more rigid. The shaft was thin and was more like bone the cock tip slanting to a blunt point, the ejection hole very wide. The cock looked like a cut bamboo shoot, white sap slowly dripping from the hollow inside, with the appendage having bulging knots of bony flesh along the 8 inch length. Daisy opened her mouth to cry out the creature taking the opportunity to thrust the hard stick down her throat. “Mmmmmmmgggggggg!!!!”
Meanwhile the doggie Candy with her tits hanging down like two great sacks of flesh felt the surrounding bugs flick her teats with their claws. Her fantastic ass tensed at the slimy trail of a tentacle or alien tongue as voices resonating in both girls’ heads.
“This cavityzzz can also be used.”
A second later Candy gave an enormous groan as she felt an alien use its stiff bamboo cock to mount her up the ass. “Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh!”
In the barn Fin felt like the walls were closing in on her. All around her the black shells of bugs formed a wall to her sexual arena. The sobbing Jackie had been dragged away to the ship and now the Captain began to feel remorse for what had happened. Her own feelings seemed to be struggling with the hive mind, but she had no time to deal with it. The naked bulk of the captive marine was bearing down on her his actions controlled by wires, the alien Queens lustful thoughts filling the large cavernous room.
“Zzzzzz, pray you survive this fuck earth bitch!”
The soldiers mind was forceful and proud the Queen burying into his primeval desires and caveman lust, plus his hatred for this treacherous officer. The Sarge swiped Fin across the face sending her flying his cock bolt upright his body oozing sweat.
Candy had promised herself not to resist but the searing thrust of the alien cock made her shriek and cuss, her teeth gritted her face glowing with discomfort.
“Uuugggg, uggggggggg, oh, oh, oh aggg you fuck, fuck fuckkkkkkkk!”
The bug had two legs on the floor the others pressing into her shoulders. Its cock pumped up inside her sphincter the knotty length giving his member that weird love toy ribs and bulge effect.
“Aw, aw, aww!”
Her ass was hot and more slippery than it had imagined; the fleshy buttock flapping to the thrusting motion as it gave a running commentary.
“Zzzzzkkkkkkk! I have excellent penetration. Zzzz, her canal wishes to bend but my cock is too rigid. Zzzkkkkkkk! She is in considerable discomfort.”
Already its shaft was warm with the woman’s rubbing flesh, its seed pod beginning to grow. It continued to thrust angling it length all the way into her gut making her shriek. “Zzzzzzz she will have to bear it!”
As she screamed, fucked doggie, Candy could see her young charge a few feet in front of her. Well she could see a little of her. Daisy had maybe five or six bugs pressed around her or over her. Her long beautiful legs were wrapped around shells and spiny appendages. The sheriff could see one throbbing entwined tit the nipple been sucked by a bug, reminiscent of a vacuum cleaner attachment. Daisy’s face wasn’t visible just a small long nailed hand clawing into an oily black shell as she grunted and gasped as a alien cock pumped into her mouth.
Her throat ached and Daisy realized somehow she wasn’t choking; the cock pipe so wide she felt it was feeding her air as well as dripping a stream of slime. She couldn’t move her neck so deep was the rod; and only her hand banging on the alien shell could demonstrate her refusal and discomfort. Her nipples were numb and now her pussy felt like tearing as the steel like thrust of a hungry bugs cock stabbed in and out of her.
“Mmmmg, mggggg, mgggggggg!!!”
The fleshy wall of the marine’s barrel chest crashed down on Fin. The Bug controlled Sergeant was tearing her t-shirt and shorts from her kicking body; Fins ash white skin looking even paler against his sweaty dirt covered tattooed body. Her long black hair was held in an angry grip as he slapped her loose tits with his other hand.
“Awww, agggg, oh god no you’re too rough ugggg!” She screamed to the queen and sarge alike.
His mouth sucked a nipple his teeth nipping painfully. “Scream all you want you fucking bitch!” Came the transmitted reply, the Queen broadcasting the marine’s inner feelings. His hands pushed her to her knees his hairy cock been rammed into her mouth. “Zzzzzsuck, suck, faster, faster, fucking choke on it!”
In the town the copter crews could see the entrance to the bug’s tunnel. The Sweetheart’s house was in tatters from a mixture of rockets and shell fire. The garden was black, the picket fence like matchsticks. Splattered bugs lay everywhere their internal jelly organs foaming on the scorched grass.
“We’ve found the entrance over!” Announced the lead copter. “All topside bogies eliminated, over!”
The pilot swung the apache around to view the military vehicles racing up the main street, folk pouring out of the town hall in celebration.
“Site is secure call in the Jolly Duster; I’m heading for ground zero, over!”
The pilot pushed the stick forward and his machine lazily dipped to just above corn height heading towards the crash site.
The naked science Captain was choking and gagging as she knelt in front of the muscled soldier. His powerful hand was griping the back of her head forcing her to deep throat him. Her own hand thumped on his thighs and grasped his ass trying to push herself back. His angry cock head rubbed on her tonsils and she thought she would throw up. The cock was been rammed in without any care for her tender throat or even the man’s tender tip end. She looked up with her wicked eyes to see his blank expression, eyes rolled back. He was experiencing this maybe even encouraging the brutality with his anger; but it was the Queen in control wanting to take Fin as roughly and demeaning as possible.
“Zzz you are my filthy slave. Zzzzuck the cock, swallow it all. You have no other mission now apart from giving your body for our purposes!”
The mans cock banged the back of her throat as her head began to swim. Fins mind gave way and her rational thoughts became carnal again.
“Mmmmg, mgggggg do it, do it! Fuck the life out of me my Queen!”
John Vale slowed his car to a walking pace as he headed up main street. There were houses burning, cars upturned and sickly bone type objects crushed and diced hanging from balconies and half buried under rubble. The things looked insect like and even through the smell of cordite and burning they stank to high heaven. Soldiers were lining the streets also trying to make sense of the scene. John was confused, it looked like a full scale battle, dozens of houses blow apart; but where were the bodies? He’d seen blood but not a single corpse. He glanced back at his sleeping children then slammed on the brakes as his neighbor ran in front of his car.
It was the aging Mayors wife, still in her muddy nightgown. “Oh God, John, oh heavens.” She blurted incoherently appearing half in shock. John jumped out to calm her. “What the hells going on, and where’s my wife?”
Candy’s bronzed body was now taking the aliens cock like a porno queens. The sensation had eased and she bucked forward with each thrust grunting and moaning.
“Aw, aw ugh, ugh ooooh, ohhhhhhhhh ugg, ugg,”
Her 40 inch melons, tan glowing in the half light swung beneath her in rhythm to the thrusts; her mouth pouting high cheek bones sucked in as she cooed.
“Ooooooohhhhhhh!”
Her golden mane curled around her shoulders the black roots making her look like some cheap hooker.
“Awwwwww, fuccccccckkkk!!”
Her gut was stinging and with each ass stuffing fuck she though it would impale her permanently.
“Aggggg fuckkk!!!!”
The mounting alien was in sensory overload. There was the feeling of her hot ass, her indignant humiliated thoughts and now the swollen seed pod at the base of its cock starting to force its way up his fat pipe.
“Zzzzzzzzz yessss I’m cominggzzzzzzzz!”
The swelling pushed its way forward and Candy felt her ass become more slippery as the approaching pod squeeze the remaining cock juices from the pipe.
“Oh God it’s gonna do it!” She thought in repressed panic.
Daisy also felt the quickening stream of slime trickling down her throat. She was struggling to breathe now the alien cock was full of a pod membrane, the bulge just above her nose.
“Mmkkkkkkk!”
She was choking the alien eruption imminent. She could hear the creature speaking.
“Zzzzzz I’m filling her, she may not be able to survivezzz!”
Another licking her anus responded.”Do it, we have many more specimenzzz if this one is damaged!”
Daisy screamed in her head as her jaw was locked open the orange size ejaculated pod filling her hot wet mouth like some S&M gag.
“Zzzzzzzyesssssssss ukkkkkkkk!”
Candy felt her own spunk ball pushing her ass rim trying to bust her muscles open. And as the alien thrust one last time her ring gave way with a long squeal from the babe.
“Awweeeeeeeee uggggggggggg!”
The egg spat from the aliens cock head filling her anal void like a balloon.
“Uuggggg! Jesus!” Oooooooohhhhhhh!” Pop!
The thing bust as her flesh crushed the membrane the awful alien semen flooding as far up her shaft as possible as well as farting out of her ass like a disgusting wet shit.
Splwaaaaat!
Candy began to cough, almost retching, the sticky thick come dripping from her ass cheeks as she ejected another pool of the filth from rear hole. Nearby, Daisy bit down as she tried to close her jaw, bursting the egg in her mouth. Pop!
The spunk exploded over her thick lips down her neck into her nose and eye sockets. She instinctively gulped for air the sickly wad filling her throat.
“Ugh, gulp, gulp, gulp, GULP!”
She was passing out, the smell and lack of air turning her senses inside out. Her whole face was white, the come collecting in her straight blonde hair, bubbles forming around her nostrils as she snorted. She retched belching a shower of runny semen onto her chest and squeezed melons, her air way finally clear enough for oxygen.
In the barn Fins half conscious body felt the slap of the Sarge’s hand.
“Wake up bitch!” the Queen snapped frustrated her deep throating had made her toy pass-out.
Fin moaned and rolled onto her knees trying to get upright. The Sarge gripped her neck pushing it down, her ass rising. She shrieked with perverse pleasure as her butt took the swipe of the man’s hand. Fin felt the minds of the hive filling her head; lustful, excited, evil.
“Aggggg!” She gulped as two strong trigger fingers were thrust up her ass twisting to tug her butt higher.
The Queen grunted in pleasure. “Zzzgggggg, be still bitch while I find something to penetrate you with.”
The Sarge stumbled away his hands out like in a crazy zombie movie. Fin whimpered her black eyes wide with horror and dominated pleasure. Her eyebrows raised, the hair stuck to her sweaty forehead as she watched. The Sarge now had something in his hand.
“Ohh my, oh my Queen no, no, oooohhhhhhhhhhh!”
In the echoing cavern the groans of the women resonated along with high pitched buzzing of alien bodies. Candy was on her back trying to push her body upright. Two bugs had a toned long leg each, pulling them wide apart. For a second she thought they might rip her in two like a giant wish bone. Another bug had a device in its claw. It was almost like vegetation a knotted twining root. It reminded her of Japanese’s Bonsai miniature trees; however this had no leaves. The bare branches twisted up to a glowing blue ostrich size egg; the roots end was wrapped around another more spiked glowing egg. The thing was maybe two foot long, and as they brought it closer she saw the vines twitch and stretch. It seemed to be alive!
Officer Vale stared in disbelief at the twisted device, her luscious lips quivering a little, the sweat glistening on her deep cleavage. Near by Daisy had an alien cock gripped in each hand as she tried to fend of the insect admirers.
“Oh Sheriff, oh shit what’s that?” She gasped being distracted from her own predicament as she saw the roots glowing tip pressed against Candy’s pussy lips.
Science officer Fin was also on her back, her hands desperately between her legs. The long wooden shaft of a farmers pitch fork was banging hard against her inner boundaries; Fins desperate grip only slightly relieving the back and forth thrust.
“Ug, ugh, ugh, aggg, aggggggg ugggggghhhhhhh!”
The puppet like Sarge pushed her knees apart, his other muscled forearm pumping the long wooden rod into her.
“Ohhhh please, stoooopppppppp!!!!”
She wailed and bucked as the pole twisted and stretched her opening. The Alien Queen chattered in satisfaction the screaming face of Fin contorted, her long black hair shimmering with sweat.
“Ah, ah, ahhhhhh ughhhhhh no, no, noooooo ukkkkkkkk!!!”
Dawn was breaking across the corn fields at the crash site encampment. The Major tapped nervously on the bonnet of a vehicle as Love Creeks Mayor spoke over the radio. His town was saved but heaven knows how many people were missing. Some of the cocoons had been rescued their captives released. The full horror of what was happening was just beginning to sink in.
The tired commanding officer took a deep draw on his cigar as he heard the approaching helicopter. It had all gone wrong. He’d hoped to have contained it, taken the glory himself. He’d had his chance and very soon it would be out of his hands. The droning military bird came fast just above the corn rising to circle the now visible energy dome. The morning air was clear, however inside the alien bubble the mist still swirled thick and unyielding making it look like the earth had sprouted a huge grey boil.
The heavily armed Apache made one full circuit, assessed a landing spot and then dropped at an alarming rate. At the last second the rotors flared and the machine touched gently to earth. As the blades slowed the pilot dismounted snapping instruction to his co pilot. The tall grey haired man marched over to the command site his skull and cross bones adorned helmet in his hand.
“Major!” He barked making the surrounding troops snap to attention. “My name is General Hunter; and I am taking over this operation immediately.”
Candy was trying not to convulse in fright. The vine was writhing like a maggot, two aliens needing to hold the thing level pushing its head against her wet snatch. She shrieked as she saw the blue throbbing tip sniff as if in recognition then suddenly began to burrow twisting and pushing, forcing her pussy hole wide open. Her legs were wide and inviting, and she kicked in protest the egg head making a dirty slurping noise as it wriggled filling her snatch till it reached its widest circumference.
” Uggggggg shit! Ugg fuck, fuck oh get it o… ooooooohhhhhhh!”
Then she felt her muscles closing a little enveloping the glowing warm blue head until see realized it was completely inside her. She could feel the hard twines following’ rubbing against her lips; moving, animated like swaying the storks in the cornfields above her head.
“Oh Daisy it’s moving deeper ughh, uggggggghhhhhhhhh!”
“Zzzzzzzzz yes it’s alive! This creature feeds off sensation.” The bug’s collective mind explained. “Once inside it will zzzstimulate you to a peak and then feedzzz.”
The internal egg began to pulse. Slow beacon like vibrations the glow brightening with each one, showing faintly through her hard gut. Each pulse sent a torrent of pleasure up her hole, deep to her womb.
“Wumbbbb! Wumbbbb! Wumbbb!” Resonated the egg tip, Candy stiff with uncontrollable clitoral sensations. “Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!”
“Yesss you feel it. The sensations building! Give in to it, give in to itzzz.”
Her brow was glistening, her nipples hard, erect. Her whole body was on heat. The bugs let go of the twine length the thing beginning to wriggle and thrash like an eel burrowing deeper and deeper.
“Ugh, ugh. AWwwwwwwwwwwww!”
She tried to push it back out with her hands, the aliens gripping her wrist allowing the thing to delve at leisure.
“Nooooo!”
Her body was in revolt giving itself to the pulsing intruder, her juices flowing clit hard and inflamed. She looked across to Daisy now been mounted missionary by a slimy shelled alien. Her head was flung back and their eyes met for a second. Daisy’s pupils widened her teeth gritted, the bug was coming! Her pussy lips tried to resist but the ejaculation popped into her the cock spitting the seed membrane from its slanted tip.
“Ohhhhhh ukkkkk!”
Her tight twat crushed the fluid filled globe instantly the warm come seeming to foam inside her. “Urrrrrr no, no, please help us. In heavens name someone help us!”
General Hunter wasted no time in pleasantries. “Major you’re handling of this situation has at best been appalling.” He snatched a pair of binoculars scanning the grey electric shield.
“I am ordered to finish this decisively.”
The Mayor and near by Cummings family began to look nervously towards the dome. “How?” Asked the chastised officer.
The General narrowed his icy stare. “VX nerve agent,” he said without any reservation.
The group began to protest.” We have people in there! The town sheriff and a recon team.”
“And my daughter!” Added Ma Cummings.
The General waved a dismissive hand looking up at his arriving helicopter fleet. A boom erupted as yet another fiery shell hurtled from the dome into the brightening sky carrying its load into orbit.
“The decisions already been made at the highest level, and I will carry through my mission.” Replied the General, and he began to march back to his gun ship, blades already turning as the co pilot started the takeoff sequence.
Fin groaned in relief as the slimy long pole was finally trailed from her slit. The Sarge seemed to be staggering as if unsure what to do. Suddenly he dropped to his knees the Queen rising, distracted by new more important issues outside. The head bug moved away ripping the connecting wires as she burst out into the courtyard followed by her insect entourage. The deafening roar of yet another launch shook the barn the Sarge’s eyes now open his mind back in control of his body.
In the courtyard the tunnel entrance was spewing shells and spiny limbs. The retreating alien army was battered and burnt. Their hard skins were cracked, green slime oozing from shrapnel wounds. Others had missing limbs, though it would be hard to tell how many they were supposed to have to start of with. Others appeared already dead, pushed along to the exit so not to block the escape. The Queen had been distracted too long, the charms of human flesh affecting her concentration. The creatures spoke in a cacophony of debate. They were not scared; fear a sensation they had never experienced. But events were beginning to get away from their control; they needed time!
“Zzzzzz earth machines powerful. Zzzzzz only half of the captives are at mother ship. Zzzzzzzzz estimate 2 hours stillzzz required at rate of fire.”
The Queen was already striding to her craft her long black legs stepping over dead cows and farmyard equipment. “ZZZZZzzz they will try to finish us. Our drop ship needs to be re-powered. Until then we cannot leave.”
Then the Queen paused turning to her skittering escorts. “Bringzzz the science Captain; I have a plan.”
Fin was still groaning laid on the hay strewn floor. She was naked and filthy her legs scratched her butt red from hard slapping. She felt the jolt of pincer arms lifting her, dragging her out towards the saucer. They spoke to her as they went.
“Zzzzzz we are letting you go, we wishzzzzz you to negotiate our surrender!”
Neither Fin nor the bugs had given a second thought to the other human occupant of the barn. The Sarge had vanished into the shadows the second he regained command of his limbs. He had seen enough and knew what had to be done.
The smell of burning didn’t want to leave the streets of Love Creek. John Vale could get few answers from the soldiers stationed there. Yes he knew a space ship had supposedly landed. He knew his wife was at the crash site. But no one would tell him where or let him speak with anyone there. He could see a host of helicopters heading across the corn out towards the Cummings homestead. The road heading that way was half blocked with damaged military vehicles but there didn’t seem to be any barriers or guards to stop him. He decided he would leave his daughters with the Mayors wife and head that way.
As he was kissing goodbye to his kids he heard the heavy thump of a large rotor aircraft. The streets started to swirl with debris as a Sikorsky heavy load chopper began to flare and position itself for landing behind the Sweethearts house. The helicopter was sand yellow with black stripes along its side, like a huge bee; the colors synonymous in nature with poison. Jolly duster and the VX gas had arrived.
The under-belly of the saucer continued to glow a soft warm light, illuminating the cavern. The space was hot like the tropics the humid air wet and clinging. Candy was glistening with perspiration her bronzed skin glowing almost as much as the ships. Her tits were pointing to the roof the sweat running in rivulets down the sides across her tummy. She now had the alien egg plant all the way in. She could feel it sniffing at her cervix and she prayed it wouldn’t try to get any further. The vines flexed opening her canal at will; her pussy lips now spread back the flesh as pink as her lipstick. The plants trunk was only apparent for maybe just under a foot before the last 8 or so inches of root and spiked globe now throbbed deep inside Daisy’s pussy hole. She was on all fours her feet and calves either side of Candy’s hips the trunk bending a little to service both pussy’s at different heights.
The teen was squealing with sensation the root globes blunt spikes twisting and stretching like the eye storks on a slug.
“Awwwwwww uggggh, ughhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh!”
The throbbing blue eggs hummed inside them both, Candy purposefully grinding her twat and clit against the hard vines. Daisy was slowly rocking back and forth the gentle penetration of the animated end making her grunt like one of her own farmyard hogs. “Uggg, ugg, uggg, eieeeee!”
The sheriff’s thoughts were swimming in delight and revulsion. Above her head was a bug, its cock over her nose its eye hole drooling. In a second she knew she would swallow it, the inevitability a release for her. Why resist? What was the point? She could feel her body reaching climax. She would come soon, her hot hole frothing around the intruder. Then the awful creature would soak up the ecstasy from her like a sponge.
“Ugggg Daisy, honey,” she cooed,” uhhhhh, don’t fight, don’t ohhhhhh!”
Daisy shivered with delight as the long nailed hands of Candy reached up to hold the teens rocking ass. Her skin was soft to the touch and Candy’s nails pressed ever so slightly into the flesh.
“Ooooooooohhh Miss!”
The sheriff arched her back as her body built to climax, her head tilting back the aliens waiting rod sliding down her throat. She felt one of her nipples been pressed by the rubbing tip of another rigid stick like cock. She raised a hand to grip the bony knotted length, jerking her wrist up and down the alien’s shaft. Daisy was moaning over and over, her holes flesh feeling the almost static like touch of the globes storks. A bug was licking her face with its slime trailing segmented tongue. It jabbed it’s proboscis into her mouth, across her pearl white teeth, tasting the inside of her bulging cheeks. Another bug was straddling her upturned ass its bamboo like cock pressing; then burrowing into her sweaty anus.
Candy looked over her heaving gripped tits. Her nipples pointed skyward two alien cocks pressing the rigid flesh sideways their tips softening for a fraction of a second as they released the two sickly yellow seed membranes onto her bust. The come balls collapsed immediately her wonderful tits covered in alien spunk, the sticky filth running into her cleavage down towards her neck. More ran down to her clenched tummy into her belly button. But most just gripped like thick icing on her hot buns
“Oh god, oh god, oh, oohhawwwwwww!”
Monica Sweetheart had never had an orgasm before today. Sure she’d pretended with her young studs. But she’d never know the gut wrenching pleasure, or the fear that it might never stop; so powerful the sexual frenzy. But that was before today; now she screamed with eye popping sensation over and over. She didn’t know if she was actually opening her mouth or even if she was actually awake. All she knew was the wave after wave of pussy twitching ejaculations she was going through. Her tits seemed bigger and oh god the sucking on the nipples made her spine so stiff she though it would snap. Her long; really long legs ached. Wait, were they even hers? The chair was hard and cold and that huge metal coned maggot rotating into her slack pussy; burrowing, searching and buzzing! She had no time to make sense the continuous orgasm coursing through her body. If Monica could have awoken the sight would have made her suspect she was still in a nightmare.
The alien hold ran for hundreds of feet; the space a huge cathedral like tunnel. The cylindrical walls had row after row of man size capsules fixed along it. The lack of gravity meant all of the cylinders surface could be used. They were literally hundreds, in line after line with over two thirds filled with the town’s folk of Love Creek. The athletic tanned frame of Monica shuddered in her half sleep, her capsule glowing blue as it fed from her. Her body was enduring the earth shattering experiences of officer Vale and the robot cock as it was replayed directly into her mind.
John Vale found no difficulty in finding the orientation of the crash site. For more than ten minutes he had seen a slowly growing grey dome on the horizon. It rose larger and larger like a huge dead sunrise the semi circles grey color swirling like the storm rings on Jupiter. The saucers energy dome was beginning to cast a long shadow over the brightening corn field as daylight took full hold. Around the dome buzzed dozens of helicopters, some strafing with cannon others were launching stream after stream of missiles.
John had to stop and get out; the view so spectacular. Each shells warhead exploded with a boom and flames across the hazy shield. The energy field sparked green at the impact points the flash followed by rolling thunder as the sound waves lagged behind; his viewpoint still so far from the site. He needed to find out who was in charge and where the hell his wife was.
General Hunter cussed under his breath as another fusillade detonated without effect. His chopper was pitching and weaving following practiced attack routines. As he banked the aircraft to come around for another shot his bird released a firework display of anti missile chaff. The aliens weren’t making any attempt to fire back but he was taking no chances; he knew any second they probably would. Over the radio he heard his pilot have the same reaction to the impotence of their weapons. His temper was rising with frustration, but he quickly shook the thought from his mind. After all this whole assault was just a distraction. Back at the hick town his real plan was coming to fruition.
The charred tunnel entrance on the Sweetheart’s lawn was slowly been transformed. Men in full chemical gear were creating some type of sealed valve over the alien tunnel entrance. The Bee colored Sikorsky remained parked close by; a number of large flexible pipes dragged from its specially adapted cargo hold. A chemical officer was busy making calculations; soil density, absorption, air pressure etc. He finally finished, satisfied with his results.
“Forty five minutes to pump the VX agent the three miles with only 10 percent expected to be lost in the soil.”
He tapped his pen on his clip board in satisfaction as he looked down at the entrance, the fused soil on the inside glistening like glass. “These fucking aliens have built a virtually airtight tunnel.”
Within the saucer the experiments were moving at pace. The rail gun continued to launch the collection of cocoons one by one into the sky. The crashed ship would need power its self to escape the gravity of this planet. But these cocooned captives would not be ready in time. No, the saucer crew knew they only had a handful of specimens from which to generate their power requirements.
Candy’s beautiful buxom body was rigid with pleasure. She could feel the vine glowing egg pushed against her cervix. The throbbing hum of the sphere was sending her wild, the stretching twines massaging her soft pussy walls from inside, and she felt her clit swelling in ecstasy. She couldn’t moan, God she wanted to. But her long neck was bent back the bony bamboo cock of an alien slowly, ever so slowly pumping into her mouth.
The cock felt so hard; much more rigid than a man’s and she coughed a little trying to get her throat angle correct to relieve the pressure on her jaw.
“Ugggggg, mmkkkkk slurp, cough!”
Her nails gripped tightly on the soft round ass of Daisy the twisted root snaking up between her sweating thighs as she knelt doggie. Her twines end, the root, was more like a medieval mace the throbbing ball having twitching horns. This animated ball teased her deep inside her. Perched on her waist, its hard cock pointing down into her ass was another bug. This too was pumping slowly and deliberately. Her insides groaned at the attention, her own pussy’s dead end stuffed full; and her ass canal forced straight by the unbending cock.
“Ohh, ohh, ugghh, ah, ah, ahhhhhh, shit, shit awwwwww!”
Officer Vales nails bit so deep they nearly drew blood, Daisy shrieking her ass on fire. The sheriff was coming, her tits squeezed tight by sucking tentacle tongues, her hot mouth aching with cock; and her pussy in convulsive shock.
“Oh god, jezz ugghhhhhh ugggggh I, I, can’t ugghhhhhh ohhhhhhh no, noooooo Eieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
Her mind echoed around the cavern the aliens transmitting her aroused, terrified thoughts. She touched her own clit with a talon finger, to ease herself. But it only made her buck more, her other hands now snatching around to grip some steel hard web to steady herself. The sphere felt like it was expanding soaking up her internal juices, its own twines now also rigid as if in orgasm. She spat the cock from her mouth its seed pod beginning to force its way up the alien’s shaft. “Arrrrrrrrrrrr!” She moaned long lashes eyes tight shut.
Daisy was also making lots of noise, high pitch squeaks. Her clit was swollen, the waving horns inside her sending her dizzy with delight. Her pussy was foaming the juices running down the vines, and her sphere too seemed to be expanding.
“Oh, ohhhhhh Awwwwww, ah, ah, ah. Eieeeeeeeeee!!!”
“Aww ugh ukkkk!” She grunted in disgust, throwing her head back just in time to catch the final ejaculated pod directly on her straight chisels nose. It exploded blinding her with spunk, her nostrils bubbled her mouth almost blocked with a white sheet of come.
“Cough, splutter, ukk, cough!”
It was only her own body’s distracting convulsions that stopped her throwing up. Daisy too felt like been sick. Her orgasm was been drawn from her as her sphincter screamed trying to refuse the alien eruption. She ripped at the alien web as her ass gave in, the pod filling her then exploding, the hot spunk lava shooting deep up into her gut.
“Ohhh no, no, ughhhhhh!!!”
As both women lay there panting the bugs also appeared exhausted collapsed on top of the women. Those bugs not involved in the fucking slowly removed the double ended fuck vegetable. The thing had shrunk a little in size only the glowing blue eggs appearing larger than first seen. They carried it away hurriedly.
“Its power would be drained.” The alien creatures had explained. But the women didn’t pay attention or care. Both had given a loud thankful grunt as they had finally been allowed to be free of the dirty plant.
Daisy was sobbing to herself the whole experience just too much. Candy was too tired to lift her head to look. She lay spattered in come all the way to her thighs. She wiped a thick paste of spunk from her eye socket flicking it onto the oil black shell of a collapsed bug.
“Good girl Daisy, good girl.” She said in a soothing, reassuring maternal voice.
In a small dark cell somewhere within the immobile saucer Jackie sat in a mind numbing shock. She could hear creature skittering through the ship. She had seen the first shells impacting on the dome just before she had been dragged through the airlock.
“Was the military coming? Was she saved?”
She felt between her damp thighs, the dried semen knotted in her pussy hair. “Did she want to be saved like this?”
She gave a long groan in embarrassment.
“A penis!” Her mind wailed “A dirty big cock inside her; part of her!”
The sensation of her commanding officer jerking her new cock had been disgusting yet orgasmic. They’d changed her body and she knew that, her mind would begin to follow. She began to fear for her sanity.
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The car was hot with energetic bodies, the young stud’s mouth devouring Miss Crome’s ruby red lips. His hands caressed her half dressed body, loose teachers blouse, grey short skirt and high black heels. Her sculpted hair, cut into a 30’s bob was as black and shinny as her stilettos. Her sucked in cheek, fashion model face stared lustfully into the jocks excited eyes. His hands stroked her butt then the length of her thigh. Her hand in turn clawed his back under his shirt, the other hand unbuckling his belt.
“Oh god, it’s going to happen!” He thought to himself with growing disbelief.
It had all paid off; his embarrassing flirting, his longing looks, then that stolen peck on the cheek. He’d stuck his neck out, but had come through. Now he was reaping the spoils of the victor. She’d told him not to worry about a thing, just follow her lead. And boy she was really leading.
“Mmmm, uh, yes that’s it uuh, lets get those pants off you honey.” She cooed.
Miss C flicked his belt buckle loose. A move she’d perfected through many encounters in the back seat of a car. As her hand groped inside his fly tugging his hardening cock out, she gave a practiced yelp of delight guaranteed to send the hormones pulsing in any young man who heard it.
“Oooohhh you are a big boy aren’t you.” She teased coyly; her dark eyes like oily pools; bottomless devoid of true feeling. Her nails traced up to his cock’s tender tip the jock continuing to kiss and slobber over her mouth and neck.
She’d removed her knickers long before getting in the car; another trick learnt from experience. And the boys hand surprisingly felt her bare ass, the grey skirt riding up to show a dark triangle of pussy.
She pushed him back away from her as she jerked his cock. Admiring his firm length, then his strong physique up to his face, she winked and smiled her brilliant white teeth sparkling in the dark cab.
Miss Crome was tall and very slim. Too slim for her own liking, she didn’t rate her own small breasts and bony butt. However she made fantastic use of her long shapely legs, jet black vamp hair and her mesmerizing mouth and eyes. Her preference for bending over at the waist to pick low objects while pushing her butt out legs straining, was almost legendary at college among male students and teachers alike. So was her dominatrix manner, even the most self assured buck going weak at her critical tone.
She also knew from experience this young man wouldn’t be up for much foreplay, his body already easing in between her legs eager to bury himself.
She slid down the seat, her crotch rising, her hand guiding him.
“Slowly,” she coached, her fingers gripping his ass tightly. “That’s it slowly uhh, ooh, ahhhhhhhh mmmmnnnnnnn!”
He felt his shaft pushing at her body as she guided. Then out of nowhere the flesh gave way his cock finding a moist hot hole that sucked him inside.
“Urrrrrrrrrr Miss, oohh fuck yeah uuhhhhh!”
He whimpered as her legs gripped his back, pulling him deeper into her. The young man poked his cock as far as he could go them began to withdraw.
“Uggg, uhh, uh, uh, uh, uuhhhh!”
He began to pump at the first opportunity, her pelvis rising up with each thrust to meet him, her eyes wide with delight, yet another virgin scalp for her.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! That’s it honey, that’s it, uhh, ahhh!”
The car was rocking, Miss C moaning more for affect than ecstatic delight, encouraging the inexperienced teen mounting her. His was banging with all the energy you would expect of a college kid, more animal frenzy than refined technique. Her heels kicked the windows then the roof as he pounded down into her; and neither heard the latch click or the front passenger door slowly open a few inches at a time.
Back at base camp the Major gave a satisfied grunt. “About time! God dammit!”
Another convoy of trucks and Humvee’s approached him, the troops inside dismounting as orders were barked. The men all in full battle dress and face camouflage unloaded their kit; each one stopping for a moment to glance at the shimmering shield. Then every man doubled his efforts, realizing this late night mission would be no practice drill. The troops from A company site sentry battalion adjusted their night vision mounted M16 weapons; the scopes turning the night green revealing its secrets.
The Site sentry battalion was tasked with the protection of restricted government buildings and research facilities. Their motto was ‘See no evil here no evil.’ As much a description of their ignorance of the contents of the top secret sites they guarded as it was of their willingness to use deadly force to stop others seeing inside. Their commanding officer approached to receive his orders. He had been responsible for the security at the Major’s Labs and was annoyed that his men had been rallied so late.
“Sir I should have been informed earlier, this situation could compromise the facilities we have just come from.” His men were already taking up defensive positions along side the existing squad and the Major didn’t respond to his complaint; instead he just took the man’s rifle from his hands.
He raised the telescopic sight pointing it into the shield.
“Hmmm got them.” He mumbled, cigar still in his mouth.
The alien fog had been penetrated and he saw the glow of the warm disc many insect bodies around it, the house cold and black beneath it. Nearing the scene was the unmistakable shape of two human figures their size bulky in heavy protective clothing. It was Capt Fin and her aid. Behind the saucer another dark object appeared to be under construction. Its shape looked to him like a leaning tower slowly tapering to a 3 foot tip. Then it reminded him of something far more in his field. He turned back to the green and black faced painted officer the situation suddenly just getting much more threatening.
“Find me a way in son.”
The officer briskly saluted; recon was what his men did best.
It was Miss Crome who felt the cold metal tip first. The jock had her almost flat on her back her knees pressed down on her chest, high heels making a mess off the car ceiling. In this crushed position her vaginal canal was shortened and the lads thrusting cock was nudging angrily against her cervix. Her clit was hardening as she felt his fat waist stretch her thighs painfully wide.
“Oh, oh, ooh yesss ugghh ah, ah, ah, ah.” His efforts were having effect. Anymore of this and she’d definitely come.
She gave a yelp her voice hoarse her eyes surprised. Something was pushing into her up turned ass. Had the teen a dildo? If so this was really starting to get interesting. The intruding thing suddenly twisted and she felt her anus busted painfully, her rear shaft filling rapidly. She convulsed in horror.
The boy gave a triumphant grunt as her hands clawed his shoulders. Her face was contorted a howling groan filling the interior. He gripped her harder as he fucked; he was better at this than he ever imagined!
Then he too gave a shriek as a metal tentacle tip buried 4 inches up his own sweaty rectum; his pinned lovers butt probe already beginning to buzz.
Captain Fin and Jackie felt hot and cramped in their suits, the small window for vision making them feel terribly claustrophobic. Ahead towering above them was the underside of the saucer. They looked for signs of propulsion as they neared, but it was perfectly smooth even the crash didn’t seem to have made any scars or pits in its shell.
Jackie fell behind as Fin neared the hatch. Bugs were everywhere though none seemed to notice her as they scurried back and forth. She’d noticed the large tower shape on the other side of the ship standing in the farm yard and she made a decision to quickly have a look. Fin and the other bug didn’t see her edge back until in a flash she was out of their sight tracing the edge of the ship with her hand, peering into the courtyard. She clicked her com.
“Captain, keep them busy I’ve taken a detour!”
Fin spun around then back to look at the leading bug. It hadn’t noticed. She gave a quick confirm message back and continued to follow up to the ships entry hatch, hoping the escort wouldn’t turn around.
In the courtyard more bugs worked oblivious to the young Jackie near by. The tower was about twenty five feet high. A lattice work of metal, it had a long cylinder raised through the middle. The base had what appeared to be stabilizers the whole erection been some way off vertical, pointing to the sky. Jackie didn’t need to have spent a life time in military to realize what this was. It was some kind of huge artillery piece.
What had just been a secret lustful encounter had turned into panic and horror. The jock couldn’t pull out of his sexy teacher, the probe already far too deep, threatening to drive into his gut if he pushed back. The tip was vibrating the sensation rattling his pelvic bone his balls juddering like he had electrodes attached to them. Miss C was still clawing hold of him, her face pressed onto his chest as she gripped him tight in terror. Her shitter was full of sickeningly deep vibrating metal tip, her experienced pussy still full of cock.
“Awwwwwww help ooh god what arrrrrrrrrrrr!” She screamed.
The lad was also crying out, his ass burning with the alien phallus. The tip seemed to be searching inside his body to put pressure deep near his cock base.
“Ooohh what uhh argg, argg aeeeeieeeeeeee!!”
He felt his balls tighten his cock ejaculating into her. Miss C sensed the hot spurts but could only scream as her butt probe began to stab up and down her shaft like she was been fisted by a whole arm.
“Aggg, awwwwwww shit, shit shitttttttttttt! Awwwwwwww Ugh, ugh Uggghhhhh!
She struggled to breath, the young man almost collapsing on her. His eruption almost over he too also screamed, and she realized it was also buggering him hard. The probe was making his emptying cock vibrate against her fleshy walls and Miss C’s pussy muscles gripped him tight as she came herself with a deafening primeval scream.
“Ooh aaarrg, argghh. Aeeeeeeeeeeeeiiieeeeeee gghhhhhhhhhh! Ug, ug, uggggg!”
The tentacles now writhed more, lifting him from her soaking twat, the man trying to grip the interior as his face pushed against the roof. The anal intruder was stuck up him pulling him out of the door onto the earth. The sexy teacher, still moaning was also been removed and as if she was some kind of glove puppet on a pole; lifted out into the night air.
Her face was drawn her eyes rolling and he knew she was mercifully unconscious. He gave a thankful groan as the tentacle removed itself from his burning anus. He only had a second to decide if to make a run for it before a web of hot sticky steel strength thread began to enshroud him and his leggy date.
Fin, once inside the ship felt very alone. The bug didn’t seem to care it had lost one of its guests. She also had no way to communicate with it unless it chose to; which it frustratingly didn’t appear to want to do. The corridors and the sub structure of the craft didn’t appear to be very complex. This thing seemed to be able to contain maybe a hundred bugs but where were the engines, the fuel, and the avionic stored? The craft appeared more of a container than a space ship, and she sensed she was nearing the middle, probably the flight deck.
As she entered the domed room, she gave a nervous gulp. Ahead on what must have been the command chair was a much larger alien. Its segmented body was attached by pipes to consoles, its many tentacles and arms animated like it was performing a dance. Knelt beside it arms behind her back was a beautiful naked woman. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her large tits. Her skin was goose pimpled in the chilled room, her luscious plump butt and hour glass waist making almost a caricature of female loveliness. Sheriff Vale as Fin correctly assumed was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling as she tried to calm herself. It was also instantly clear that the captive stunner was breathing the atmosphere without any problem. Fin didn’t know how or if she should react and was relieved when this apparent queen alien spoke in her head.
“Welcome Captain Finzzz. I’m sure you have many question you would like answeringzzz”
Fins mind was filled to the brim with questions and the queen provided almost instant answers. The psychic link was an overwhelming flood of images and data. It was like trying to drink through a fire hose; too much too quickly.
The creature in front of her claimed to be their leader, their mother, pilot and queen all in one. They were a nomad race whose crafts, themselves bio metallic creatures, were powered by the bug races considerable mental powers. The ship around them was part of a much bigger living craft still in orbit. Their landing was not how they had anticipated, the mental powers of the queen and her crew almost at exhaustion.
Fin tried to speak but the bug answered before she could open her mouth.
“Yes is it safe to remove your protective clotheszzz. We have been a vagrant race for countless centuries and therefore take our protectionzzz very seriously. We have learnt to defendzzz and dissuadezzz intrusion more than be confrontational.”
The captain removed her heavy hood her face sweaty, black hair matted to her face.
Sheriff Vale called to Fin, arms still pinned. “Who the fuck are you? And what the hell’s going on?”
The creature spoke to both of them.
“We require your assistance for which we will gladly repay with technological informationzzz.”
Fins eyes lit up. This is what she’d worked for all her career a chance to make history. Candy shook her head
“Its bullshit they’ve done obscene things to a farm hand and God knows what they’ve doing to poor Daisy Cummings.”
The Queen continued. “This womanzzz is only restrained for her own good. Clothes are an irrelevance to us and we did not mean any offence by stripping her. It was necessary for our researchzzz.”
Candy shook her head again cussing the huge insectoid.
“Be quiet!” Fin snapped impatient at the sheriff’s lack of vision. “This is now under military jurisdiction. I’m in authority to make negotiations.”
Candy let of a volley of expletives in disgusts. “What the fuck was this woman thinking of?”
The bug finished it request.” We believe your racezzz has the mental capacity to recharge our ships batteries. The strength of energy wave you produce when in sexual arousal could be enough to power our machineszzz. Without your help we are marooned here.”
Fin felt the pride rising. This was bigger than some farm teens and hick sheriff. She was making decisions for all of humanity. The sheriff looked with growing dismay at the science officer in front of her. Once again she disagreed; this time with her own menacing hiss.
“No fucking way soldier girl. I’m not getting hot for any fucking alien to plug me into his ship.
Fin was approaching the Queen almost dismissing the woman. “You’re a government employee; you’ll do what is required by your country.” The bug raised itself to its full 12 feet height in delight.
“Excellent, I knew we could come to an agreement. I hope we can use your expertisezzzz.”
Fin nodded, “off course I’ve spent many years of research in to…” The queen stopped her. “No thatzz is not required, it izzzz your expertise at been a woman that interests us.”
Outside, a quarter of a mile away six camouflage webbed figures were following the contours of the corn fields. The men, in pairs, were advancing along the rim of the shield stopping then covering the next two as they leapfrogged along the perimeter. They scanned the ground hoping to detect a half covered drain or gulley through which they could enter the shield.
The sergeant above all was concentrating on well drilled routines. Observe, cover, advance, and observe over and over, on and on. He could see through his night sight the ship and house, and he wondered if the sexy young redhead scientist he had recently started dating was safe or desperately in need of his help.
Jackie felt very exposed standing in the courtyard. “Why would they need some sort of cannon?”
She repeated the question over and over in her head. Her com line hissed and she realized her link with her captain must have been blocked by the silver craft. She began to turn and move back when she saw the mass of bugs flowing from the ship. Over twenty of them moved inexorably towards her. Their tentacles waved clawed hands raised, teeth chattering menacingly.
“Oh shit!” She squealed as they flooded over her, the tide of shells sweeping her along like a fast flowing river into the large barn that Sheriff Candy had looked in earlier.
Miss Crome was beginning to come around.
“Had it been a dream?” She thought as she tried to move.
She saw black, her body rigid. She went to scream realizing her face was covered, but she couldn’t open her mouth. She knew she was laid flat traveling at speed, but how and where she didn’t know?
The 3 foot wide bug tunnel echoed for miles as a scurrying noise increased ever so slowly like a closing train. The walls were glass smooth and the human cocoons slid easily along, a bug pulling from the front another pushing from the rear. The creatures hadn’t had time to widen the route and made a mental note that one way traffic was only possible. All their forces must be at the target before the harvesting could start.
Fin frowned in frustration. “Why was she making it so difficult?” Officer Vale was kicking and shouting her long toned legs slipping on the metal floor. Four bugs were wrestling with her, pinning her onto a metal dentist type chair. The Captain felt uneasy, the queen instantly reassuring her.
“She won’t be hurt. Please get her to relaxzzz.”
But Fin couldn’t. Candy was pushed back onto the reclined seat a metal strap wrapping across her shoulders and neck holding her in place. The bugs spread her legs placing her fine calves in metal clamped stirrups at an exposed, embarrassing 45 degree angle. Fin gulped seeing the woman spread eagle her bare slit visible, flat stomach tensed, huge tits like two cathedral domes pointing skyward. Candy’s hands were loose but unable to unfasten the metal strap her nails tapping on the metal frame of the chair.
Below the secured beauty, between her strong thighs was a machine. It was a pyramid of pipes, tubes and canisters. Both Fin and the desperate Candy saw the segmented conical appendage at its tip. Like a cone it was 6 inches wide tapering over its ten inch length to about an inch at its glowing tip. The thing wriggled like a maggot the slimy segmented metal adding to the likeness, the tip humming as it pulsed with blue light.
The Queen impassively scanned the pair. Both women knew what was about to happen. Candy filled with revulsion, terror and a slight sexual perverse horror. Fin worried, but in control, eager for knowledge, putting misgivings to the back of her head. And wait something else; a slowly unearthing delight. Feelings she was trying to subdue as she watched the spread blonde about to be penetrated.
The first house on Love Creek’s main street was the Sweetheart’s residence. Their two storey wood building was painted red with matching shed and picket fence. The rear garden lawn bubbled for a second the land disappearing down a man wide pit the grass singeing at the rim. Two tentacle visitors snaked up and out towards the wall, one knocking a trash bin, dog barking a few fences down.
In the hole an antennae searched then paused, the black shell of its owner rising up its four legs pulling it out onto the lawn. The town was blissfully unaware that it’s first ever visitor from out of space had arrived.
The sergeant gave a hand signal to freeze. Ahead where the fields changed height there was an old broken wire meshed fence. The post holding it was snapped, but still half vertical the mesh keeping it in place. The alien shield passed straight through at this point and the bent wire glowed and sparked. The recon team edged closer. Private Goater was closest, half lying on his belly he reached out with his gloved hand.
“I think this wire is acting like some kind of conductor Sarge.”
The soldier pushed his rifle under the sparks and apparently under the shield. The Sergeant came closer to inspect. It was definitely a way through. Radio contact was prohibited in case it was been monitored, but the wire was very unstable no time to waste.
“Tomesson, Goater, Pacsal through now, move!”
The soldiers slid carefully under, the wood creaked, the wire coming dangerously close. The Sarge then followed next watching his equipment didn’t snag. As he went the next man came closer and his rifle touched the fence. There was a hiss and sparks the man slipping the fence coming down. The Sarge reached back desperate for the man’s pack, he in turn reacted with trained speed flinging it through the collapsing entrance. Four men were through but two of them remained on the other side. No sound was able to pass the shield and the soldiers signaled they would return to camp while the entry team headed for the ship.
The Sarge nodded and sighing with relief he picked up the precious pack, taping the C4 explosive to his thigh.
Candy could see down over her magnificent breasts to her spread pelvis. The metal maggot cone was curling and sniffing her bare slit. As its throbbing beacon touched her flesh she felt it trail a thick slime in its wake.
Fin was now out of her NBC suit dress in shorts and t-shirt. She came closer her mouth quivering a little.
“It’s important you have an orgasm. Please don’t resist.”
Candy snarled back spitting in her direction. “Fuck you bitch.”
The captain sighed and nodded to the bug with black delight. “Yes I think I may be needed to assist.”
Jackie was in panic, her suit! The creatures were ripping it from her! She cried out begging them to stop the cold nigh air filling her nostrils. She would choke! But to her relief it tasted fresh, pleasant compared to the filtered muck she had breathed for the last hour. There was no time to assess the situation the scurrying mob of insects dumping her in the middle of the hay strewn floor, a scene conjured from Dante around her.
“Oh my God!” She gasped red hair ringlets framing her freckled pale face.
The repulsive cone was gut churning in its dedication. The slime tip widening Officer Vale’s pussy lips, the thing twisting into her slowly.
“Ugggggghh uuhhhhhhh!”
The blue tip sent shivers along her wall nerves, Candy pelvis already tightening. She felt she was been explored by some maniac gynecologist the probe pressing searching for her g spot the metal warm and slippery.
“Ugghhhhhhh fuck, awwwwwww!”
The thing was three inches in and already she was beginning to groan. Fin was wide eyed; amazed at the technology and the debauchery by the same degree. She ran her finger along the robot maggot’s length to the point where it met the woman’s hole.
“Get the fuck uuuuuuuu off me you witch.” Candy snarled her back arching as the tip pulsed deeper and deeper.
Fins fingers spread the captive woman’s clitoral hood circling the bud. “She can be stimulated here as well.” She instructed the bugs, her finger tip pressing in a slow firm circular motion flattening and flicking Candy’s clit.
“Uuuuuuuuhhhhhh!” Candy groaned her face flush, massacred eyes ablaze.
The slopping noise of her own juices began to be heard, the machine thing now six ecstatic inches in.
“Ooh fuuuuuuck ugghh n nooo awwwwwwww!”
The woman s body was burning the extra clit pressure making her see spots. Fin pointed to Candy’s pink nipples; erect and wanton.
“Applied pressure there will also help.”
Candy gasped between pants as bug tentacle tongues snaked across her waist cupping her tits the strong muscled mouths clamping down on a teat each.
“Ooooh shit ugghh agghhhhhhhhhhh!”
She felt the conical tip now humming against her upper wall. The knot of nerve ending there fizzing with passion. It twisted again eight inches inside her, pussy lips now accommodating a 4 inch girth. She could see the blue glow through her flesh the thing horrifically deep. Fin was still pressing hard on her clit stroking the insides of her legs.
Fin felt a repressed urge grow stronger and stronger. Her embarrassment seemed so much less in this strange bizarre situation. “Do it!” She thought to herself, “In the name of science!” She added still not able to accept her darkest desires.
Candy moaned in disgust as the prim military bitch bent to lick Vale’s entrance with her tongue; fingers still pressing expertly. Fin’s tongue circled and gripped on the woman’s bud the sheriffs revolted grunts adding to the scientist’s first long self denied but dreamed of lesbian experience.
The machine’s tubes and cylinders began to glow, the Candy’s sex waves generating a visible energy. Fin looked for approval.
The queen was unimpressed. “The woman is nearly fully arousedzzz but the energy is still not strong enoughzzz.” It complained.
The queen bug then towered behind Fin its head bending down under the woman’s arm so its face looked up at Candy’s probed hole her sweaty sphincter winking in the robot cocks conical shadow.
“Revulsionzzz mixed with sexual frenzy appears to have the best effectzzz.” The queen announced; as her long pale tube tongue suddenly shot a full 5 inches up Candy’s anal canal.
Candy gave out a schoolgirl yelp the sensation of a slimy snake like tube deep in her fabulous rear.
“Ooooooooooo! Noooo ugh, ugh, ugh, ugghhhhh!”
Fin jerked back in surprise her mind in visual overload. Officer Vale was coming, her hands gripping the metal chair, shoulders and neck tensed. Her face was contorted, eyes so wide you would think her eye balls would pop out. Her mouth was a perfect inflated oval, an ecstatic wail coming from it.
The bugs sucking her tits rocked in unison with her, their spittle tongues like pumps stretching her on fire nipples. The maggot was all ten inches in, her pelvis glowing blue; Candy squirming on the ever so wide base as slime and come mixed to form white foam. All the while the queen was sucking her backside dry, her tongue vacuuming deep into the woman’s rectum.
“Jezzzzzzzzzgggggggg uhhhhhhhhhhugh, ugh, eeeeeeeeiiiieeeee!!!”
Candy screamed with carnal pleasure. She was ejaculating fluid out around the metal base. The orgasm was like nothing she ever imagined possible; her juices literally pumping out onto the floor below.
“Aaawwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!”
The device was flashing a brilliant blue. The tubes filling with light the energy thick in the charged air. The sound of power fizzing in the air.
“ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!”
The room began to brighten the walls feeding off the power. It had worked!
Jackie knelt on the hay strewn floor her eyes taking in the scene around her. The barn was occupied by eight rectangular open topped silos. These were made of glass or some other transparent material the contents an apparent clear thick slime; filling each about three quarters of the way up. Each silo stood maybe 15 feet high their width large enough to contain the full body of floating cow. Jackie felt her heart beating inside her torn t-shirt, her bare legs covered in dirt the chemical suit now in tatters around her feet.
The bugs appeared to be directing the metal tentacles into the silos; the tapered metal tips flipping open to pump the slime into the containers. The cows floating inside were rigid probably dead and Jackie could see that rapid decomposition was already starting the slime appearing to be dissolving the flesh from the carcasses.
Back in the ship Fin felt the walls hum with energy, the light they were generating feeling warm and comforting. Candy was continuing to buck, her back arched like she was receiving an electric shock. The maggot probe was still making her inside scream, and she rocked hard on it trying to push it deeper.
“Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh!”
“What the hell was going on?” Fin could only think watching the woman continue to come. She’d been having an orgasm for over a minute, no wait more like two. But the sheriff continued to thrash her head in ecstasy, blonde mane waving, her teeth clenched, her eyes tight shut.
The giant Queen bug now retracted from her ass was also watching intently.
“Uuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrggggggggg!!!!!!!!!”
Candy gave a final long gargle as her body shuddered, then she went limp and passed out. The room and machine were still glowing with energy; less brilliantly now but still visible. The captain rushed to check the collapsed woman’s pulse. She was ok, though clearly exhausted. Fin looked back at the Queen.
The head bug felt the hidden lust and ambition in Fin’s heart. “You have helped well Captain. All our knowledge is yours for the asking. But first we require further tests.” Fin looked back at the Sheriff shaking her head.
“But this woman can’t take anymore she’s exhausted.”
The bug agreed. “But there are otherszzz here we can continue withzzz.” It explained making Fin remember her mission in the first place.” Will you help us with themzzz?”
Fin felt a shiver down her back. What other depths of depravity would she see in search of her dreams of fame and fortune?
“Yes.” She answered feeling waves of fear and arousal coming over her.
Miss Crome was becoming very drowsy, the webbed shell she was in having a chemical effect on her skin slowly drugging her. She knew she’d stopped moving at speed and was now heading vertically; then she lost orientation.
“It must be a dream. It must be!” She thought her mind numbing.
The two cocoons were pulled from the pit up into the farmyard the bugs not stopping to rest or seeming to slow. As they pulled their prey to the lattice tower the pit entrance was surrounded by another fifty or so alien. They paused for a second as if in deliberation then the shell clad army flooded down the tunnel scurrying at speed towards the town.
The Major didn’t see the bright light clear the dome, but heard the sonic boom as it thundered into the sky. He spun to see a star with a trailing tail arch up into the stratosphere, within seconds it was out of sight already free of the earth’s gravity. He’d already seen what he thought was a cannon through his night sight, now the deafening crack of a shell confirmed it.
The recon officer looked at his Major. He knew the man had not informed the authorities yet. In fact the Major had transmitted that his team were still investigating the possible meteor crash, and that no assistance was needed. Now his face was shaken his cigar hanging down impotent from his lips.
The officer picked up the radio phone. “Sir we need to inform the Pentagon,” then added resolutely, “now!”
Inside the dome the flash of light from the tower had been seen by the recon team. They instantly froze the crack of the launch echoing inside the mile wide bubble like rolling thunder. The men tightened their grips on their M-16’s, crouching in the dense corn field. This mission looked like it had just gone weapons hot.
Jackie didn’t care about the barn shaking noise. She was screaming above the roar as her naked body was been grappled into the top of one of the silos. She tumbled head long splashing into the goo instantly sinking. The slime was like a current whipping around her lithe body and she screamed again with a flurry of bubbles as she realized it seemed to be alive. Her curly red hair spread out as if on end, like she was a latter day medusa, her ash white face already looking lifeless. A few moments latter there was a second boom from the cannon.
Miss Crome felt herself been laid at an angle, the cocoon had slowly shrunk forcing her into a fetal position and she gave a pitiful moan half conscious half in nightmare. A split moment latter the tremendous G-force hit her and she lost consciousness completely. The second cocoon left from the cannons muzzle the blue trial like a huge firework, the hard shell glowing red as it traveled at incredible speed. Its destination was predestined; a point somewhere in orbit.
Jackie was drowning. She was sure of it, the final bubbles escaping from her mouth. She screamed again and the slime flooded in filling her throat. She felt she would vomit, but instead breathed in the oxygen been emitted from her fluid host. She was breathing with a little difficulty the fluid distorting the view of the outside world. She floated about two feet from the bottom; the sentient liquid holding her in place. It was almost calming, free of gravity, a warm safe feeling.
Then she felt the pressure on her pussy. The fluid pressed purposefully trying to open her hole. She mouthed silent screams as the fluid penetrated her; the liquid feeling hard, becoming rigid even. It was tugging, active in some way the sensation uncomfortable even a little painful. Her thighs were widened and she saw 3 thin pipes descending from above her, gently swimming down her thin like body like eels towards her ginger pussy.
Fin watched as Candy was carried away still unconscious. The bugs were gentle with her, the pale beauty dazzling against their jet black hides. The queen bug touched Fin on the shoulder her head moving close to science officer.
“See what we are doingzzz to your inquisitive young assistantzzz.”
The captain’s head filled with floating images and sounds and she struggled to concentrate the continuous insect hum when in mind link with these creatures proving very distracting. She focused harder. It was Jackie! She was totally naked suspended in a huge pool of slime.
“Our living shipzzz.” The bug explained. “The fluid is neither metal nor biologicalzzz. It is Nano-technology; billions of creatures at atomic level formingzzz a whole. They permeate the hull and use the many tentacles to interact with the worldzzz around them. But like anyone they must feedzzz.”
Fin was appalled. She could see Jackie legs apart her pussy wide three tubes God knows how far up her. She had a glazed look in her eyes, her mouth speaking but no sound coming out of it.
“You’re going to let them eat her!” She cried, trying to break the mind link.
“Don’t be foolish earthzz woman,” the Queen answered, contempt in her voice. Then the bug explained what they were doing to her cute assistant in scientific jaw dropping detail.
The four man team had slowly edged closer and closer to their target. The huge disc was still not visible with the human eye, but through their green night vision they could see it now towering above them some hundred feet away. The strange cannon was now also more discernable and the Sarge began to make his assault plan. The cornfields were silent, no wind to make them sway and it was a slight rustling that attracted the point soldiers attention. He scanned through his scope, finger on trigger. He could see the corn moving in four different places; the movement coming closer and closer.
Tomesson’s adrenaline began to pump, his mind focused on the job in hand. “Sarge, we’ve got incoming at twelve o’clock.”
Four or so mile away Monica Sweetheart stirred in her bed. The girl was dreaming again of the county cheerleader trials. This was her year and she cuddled her pillow as she saw the face of that white trash farm girl Daisy Cummings as Monica received her pendant. How anyone could rate Daisy over her she just couldn’t believe. Monica was roused by a noise and she stretched feeling her thigh.
“Oh damn she’d fallen asleep in her blue cheerleader kit again. Her mother would flip if she came in.”
She sat up rubbing her eyes. The room was dark, black in fact, the open window now masked by something. She turned on her lamp.
The bug squirmed for a second in the bright light. Monica was sitting upright on her bed. It admired her strong tanned thighs, white training shoes still on. Her pleated ra-ra skirt was matched by a tight wool jumper with firm tits straining the fabric. Her wide lipped face was topped with a high dirty blonde ponytail, a blue matching tie holding it in place. The hive mind was now having sensations of its own. Newly acquired, they were earth feelings. And it was those of lust!
Monica screamed with terror, the thing in front of her defying belief. About her own height, its pale body was undulating, the greasy large shell as black as tar. Her room was covered in white cob webbing, like she had just woken from a hundred year sleep. The monster had numerous bone like arms and coiling tentacles all pale and shinny; covered in some unimaginable spittle.
Monica screamed again.
The cornfield was erupting in automatic fire. Tomesson was the first, releasing controlled bursts just ahead of him. Pascal came to his aid and was hit by a fast moving metal tentacle, his body been thrown backwards to the ground. The Sarge opened up, weapon butt hard into his shoulder the bullets ripping into the segmented attacker. The tapered end exploded in fluid and metal splinters the thing dropping lifeless to the ground, its contents spilling into the soil. Goater was now also firing as the corn rushed towards him.
Through their night scopes the outside camp could see the flash of weapons. They could see the men were in a tight defensive circle apparently been attacked from all side; but they were powerless to help them.
The Sarge let of another burst missing a third flailing tip. It snaked back and shot straight into Goater’s chest the metal spearing him, ripping his body almost in two.
Tomesson unclipped a grenade and was about to throw it when two coils swung into him sending him flying. Pascal turned to react, only for the grenade to detonate at his feet. The blast knocked the Sarge off his balance his head crashing to the floor, his thigh hissing with shrapnel inches from his strapped C-4.
He felt his leg been tugged the pain coursing up his body, Tomesson now firing in all direction as he tried to retreat. There was a scream, then silence. The coiled tentacle dragged the Sergeant its only living prisoner slowly along the ground. The pain was unbearable and within moments he had passed out.
In the fluid silo Jackie could hear the crack of machine gun fire far away. She prayed the troops were coming. She felt she wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this. Her insides were been manipulated for what reason she couldn’t imagine; the gut wrenching tugging making her feel feint.
Monica’s father sat upright as he heard the screams from up stairs.
“What the?”
He leapt to his feet rushing for his pantry. Monica screamed again and he gut wrenchingly knew there was an intruder in his daughter’s bedroom. The double barreled shot gun snapped open as he rummaged for the cartridge box. Clicking two red shells into the barrels he cocked the weapon. As he reached the bottom of the stairs he saw it was full of webbing. It was as rigid as steel and formed a dense wall of white which he couldn’t force open.
Monica cried for help again and almost in hysterics her father burst out into the garden intent on climbing the side of the wall. He never had chance to get there. The hole in his garden was spewing enormous insect like creatures. He gave a cry of shear horror as they thundered over him, his finger pulling the trigger, the twin barrels erupting into an alien’s soft underbelly.
Monica heard the cry and the shots but she had no time to look. The bug was on the bed pinning her with numerous claws and tentacles its stinking segmented tongue waving near her young face. Back in the ship Capitan Finc was standing rigid. The Queen was sat back in the flight chair the tubes around it glowing. The creature was in command of the town invasion the images coursing trough her brain. Fin too was linked like it or not to the Queen’s sensations and sights. Monica was petrified beneath the slimy creature as its four legs straddled her bed, the girl twisting and was pushing away as the creature drew closer. Its pincer arms sliced through her tight fabric, her clothes been shredded from her body.
“What’s going on?” Fin’s mind wailed; the answer once again immediate.
“The experiment has workedzzz; we now need humans to power our shipzzz.”
Fin felt sick; she’d only assumed they needed power to leave. She never expected this. The buzzing in her head felt more soothing now, her thoughts struggling to remain independent of the Queens. She realized her mind was been indoctrinated, weakened to their will but she couldn’t fight it. Her hidden lusts were rising up to aid the invading thoughts, her morality and compassion weakening by the second. In her head she groaned in lust and fascination, the sensations of the teen cheerleader about to be ravished by the hive collective making her knees turn to jelly.
The Sarge came around slowly his leg numb the wound cauterized by the hot shrapnel. The barn was almost over his head now. He reached for his strapped pack tearing the bounds. Any second he would be captured. The pack came away and with a painful twist he flung the deadly plastic into foliage just before the entrance door. He’d narrowed his eyes the light bright and a few seconds later he was in the barn, huge silos around him, a smell of rotting flesh in his nostrils.
The tentacle released him and he raised his body groaning in pain. Then he froze his eyes becoming accustomed to the light. It was the first time he’d seen the aliens. There must have been well over ten of the bugs skittering to and thro. He was just laid in the middle of the floor the metal coils now hanging into the tops of a silo, their contents oozing out. He knew he had no weapon, but touched were his strapped explosive had been moments earlier.
“Maybe they don’t realize what it was?”
He thought this openly not realizing their immense psychic powers. But none were scanning him, in fact they saw him as no risk at all, his leg useless his armaments gone. Then he saw her. In one of the silos was a beautiful red headed girl. She looked asleep, naked, floating peacefully. He knew exactly who it was; science officer Jackie, his beautiful angelic girlfriend.
The calls over the police band were confusing at first, the large contingent outside the dome hearing excited cross chatter between officers still on patrol in the little backwater town. But slowly with growing frustration the Major, Mayor and Officer Anderson’s men realized something was badly wrong back in Love Creek.
“My god they’re in the town,” the Mayor cried; his fist clenching wanting to slam down on a patrol car bonnet.
Over the police radio band gun shots could be heard mixed with screams and people shouting. The Major was already calling his troops together, they’d have to split their force but he had no choice.
“Jesus,” he said spitting his remnant of tobacco onto the floor. “looks like a God damn invasion!”
He’d just come off the phone after having a difficult stumbling conversation with the Pentagon. He knew in an hour or so this operation would be out of his hands, he needed to get that shield down now!
Fin was slipping in and out of consciousness her legs giving way as she fell into a heap on the flight deck floor. She was writhing in pleasure her hands caressing her own body under her tight t-shirt; her lips parted in a low ecstatic moan.
“Oooooh. Mnnnnn mmmmmnnn!”
Her eyes were closed; she didn’t need them as her mind reveled in the carnal horror been acted out a few miles away. She felt the sensations of the bug, large and lumbering its body excited its claws and tentacles on the soft earth girl’s skin. Fin’s own body was diminished as in her head she became that bug.
The Queen too bucked and jerked the sensations new to the alien ruler. Both felt like they were there, the touch and tastes theirs, the sensations burning inside their bodies. Fin could feel the segmented bony cock of the bug snaking up between the cheerleaders firm toned thighs. She could feel the bug’s body pressing onto the girl’s half robed chest the soft ribbed under belly rubbing over the girl’s sweater covered nipples.
Monica was screaming; terror in her eyes with her arms fighting back fiercely. But as the creature pinned her down she panted more and more realizing she was losing the battle. She could feel a trial of slime from its bony cock tip along her inner thigh, its numerous legs and tentacles spreading over her like the frame of a tent.
“Noooooo!”
Fin gave a pleasured moan and wriggled as the alien forced it long elephant tongue into Monica’s mouth. Her own mouth gulped as she felt it slide down her throat, the girl’s eyes wide in panic her voice a spluttering choking gargle. Fin could also feel and hear the bug and Queen delighting in their ravishing. She tried to refuse, protest but just gave another lustful groan as she sensed the alien cock find the young woman’s slit and ease up inside her.
“Mmmmmmmmgggggggggggg!!!!”
Monica was nearly unconscious her throat full of oozing tongue her pussy splitting open as the hard stick like cock was shoved in. She pulled her head back the tongue springing from her mouth.
“Uggh oh, oh, ahhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh no, no, nooooooo!”
The bug felt her hot pussy walls clasping its rod and the feint erotic thoughts of Fin back at its mother ship. It edged itself higher angling its dick taking heed of the scientist personal knowledge of how to arouse and cause maximum sensation inside a woman’s body.
“Aaaaaaahhhhh, uh, uh, uh oh, oh, ooooooooohhhhhhh!”
The cheerleader bucked as the rod pushed it tip to places her young jock boyfriends had never knew existed; and probably couldn’t have reached if they did.
“Oh, ugh, ugh. Nnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!”
She shuddered her g spot been smeared in tingling hot slime the cocks tip pressing hard and powerfully against her flesh. She tried to squeeze her thighs closed only for tentacles to prize them apart pushing them flat.
“UMmmmmmmm yesssss,” Fin moaned as she writhed on the floor her thoughts now unrestrained. “Uhhhh that’s it, now pump the young bitch till she feints.”
Officer Vale awoke finding herself laid on a raise metal block. It was like a solid table in an almost complete stainless encased room. She slid her long legs to the side sitting upright on her peach shaped rear. She was no longer naked, having been dressed in the shortest of tight pink plastic smocks, her tits molded nipples and all into the taut fabric; the costumes length hardly covering her butt.
She looked first at her dress then around the room. She could see no door only a row of cylinders half set into the wall. They were made of glass, each filled with a pink semi clear liquid. In the end one she had finally found what she had set out for in the first place.
Daisy appeared asleep totally submerged in the cylinder.
Candy could see the young farm girl’s naked chest rising and falling and it appeared she was alive breathing while totally submerged. The sheriff quickly began to trace the edge of the glass looking for a release latch or somewhere to force it open. As she did Daisy’s eyes opened staring straight at her. She began to wriggle terrified fearing she was drowning. This made the sheriff pull harder her nails clawing the glass and metal. She found a raised edge and with a relieved tug the canister spewed open covering her in sticky fluid, the contents very similar in color to her dress. Daisy fell out with the escaping liquid the sheriff catching her in her arms lowering her to the floor.
Back in her waking nightmare the cheerleader continued to shriek with each curling hard thrust of bug cock. The sensation was revolting the slimy stick banging hard against her cervix the juices burning her clit her tight pussy muscles gripping with all their might. But now each shriek was not only revulsion but gaining arousal as the creatures expertly rode her young athletic frame. The bug was still increasing its thrusting; her pussy spitting slime at each rapid stab.
“Ugh, uggh, ugh oh, God, oh God, ooohhhhhhhh!
Out side her window the town’s main street was in chaos as humans and bugs ran to and thro. Cars burned their occupants now missing and all around were screams and the occasional crack of a fire arm. If the bug fucked chick could have looked into her back garden she would have seen cocoon after white cocoon being hurriedly pushed down the tunnel entrance; her fellow towns people captive inside each.
Candy Vale wiped the liquid from the coughing girls face as she tried to sooth her with comforting words.
“There, there Daisy you’re out now, just take a deep breath.”
Slowly the farm girl began to calm, her soft tanned skin shinny still retaining some of the pink slime.
“Sheriff! What? How?” The girl gasped and spluttered and Officer Vale began to explain what she knew.
Captain Fin slid her hand down the front off her pants as she lay on her back. As her fingers caressed her own moist slit she shuddered. She needn’t have bothered to stimulate herself the sensations in her mind already having her body fully on heat. She didn’t care anymore; she’d given in to her hidden repressed desires. She felt the bug cock thrusting up the girl’s tight twat, felt her nails clawing the bugs shell her thighs pressed flat tits thrusting up still half inside the ripped blue ra ra sweater.
She desired to taste her nipples, the bug instantly granting the wish its proboscis and claws ripping the fabric the mouth like end clamping to slurp on each nipple in turn.
“Awwwwww uuuuuggggggg!”
The Queen between pleasurable grunts informed why there was a growing burning sensation filling Fins senses. “Zzzzzzz our host is about to ejaculate its seedzzzzz!”
Fin could only raise the pitch of her moans to a near squeal. She could feel the bugs cock filling painfully. And she jerked and arched her back as she realized a thick hard swelling was passing up the bug’s narrow tube. It bulged like the body of a python that had just eaten a goat. The bulge moved up the cock till it reached the cheerleaders clamped pussy entrance.
“ZZZZzzz yes, yes almost there!”
Fin tried to understand the sensation, erotic but painful.
“The bulge is a seed egg which upon ejaculation inside her will burst its contents, filling her with our semenzzz.”
Monica could feel the egg like a bulge in a hosepipe, it was forcing her open. She screamed as her lips gave way the egg erupting deep inside her against her cervix. She gasped as her groin swelled the egg pushing the climaxing bug almost out of her hole. The pelvis bulge remained there for just over a second before it popped, her canal wall busting the membrane the hot sticky goo filling her pussy like cavity wall insulation.
“Uggggggggggggggg!!!!”
She arched her back tits proud as her pussy forced the alien cock from her the pure white semen foaming and curling from her slit like toothpaste from the tube.
“Awwwwwwwwww noooooooo!”
Fin came like never before! Her own orgasm was a sweaty writhing spasm; the eggs final release a sensation of pleasure and utmost relief.
“Ugggggggg yes, yes, yesss, yesssssss, yessssssssssss!”
She had begun to climax just after the egg had grown at the root of the bugs cock. Over and over she had jerked till almost a minute later it had popped into the unfortunate Monica.
She understood now the delights these creatures could offer her and any last remnant of humanity had been convulsed from her body. A few exhausted minutes later she felt enough strength to open her eyes and sit up. The queen and her escorts beckoned her to follow them.
“Zzzzzz Do you wish to see what we have in store for your assistant.”
Fin felt her chest heave, the thought of the sexy Kidman look alike she had worked with this last year filled her spent body with yet more carnal desire.
“Mmmnn, oh yessssss my Queen!”
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Nancy just turned eighteen when she was lying in bed, she had a perfect body.
She was a brunette with green eyes and a really cute face, full lips and c-cup firm breasts.
At that night she couldn’t sleep and she started to play with herself,
one hand moved to her left breast while the other hand moved over her naked body.
slowly going lower and lower till it reached her clit and really wet dripping pussy.
She was really enjoying herself that she didn’t notice something sliding under the sheeds
towards her naked body. Suddenly Nancy felt a stinging pain in her feet as the thing
injected toxins in her feet, it was to late for Nancy.
Within seconds the toxins started to work, paralyzing her body and working as a aphrodisiac
turning her on. her pussy became wetter and wetter while she felt something sliding up
towards her. she wanted to scream but she coudn’t.
She was completely helpless as the thing reached her soaking pussy. while she couldn’t
move she could feel everything. the tip of the thing found her pussy and started to slid
inside. she felt it enter her wet pussy. slowly it buried into her tight pussy.
she wanted to scream while the thing almost ripped her wet tight pussy in two.
she felt it completely enter her pussy and it started vibrating. real slowly it started
going deeper and deeper. it started giving nancy more toxins and she felt her womb
opening up a little. when the ting reached her womb the tip could enter. it buried
deeper and deeper. slow but surely entering her womb, tearing it apart while it
buried even deeper. Poor Nancy felt everything while her naked body lied paralyzed.
it stopped vibrating and moving. Nancy hoped that the worst was over.
How wrong could she be….
Small needles started to come out of the thing and pierced her womb,
No force on earth could take it out of the poor girls pussy now.
The needle thing started to secree a solvent to dissolve her womb, so the thing could take
it’s place in her hot naked body. She never ever felt so much pain in her life.
She felt it burning as it ate her womb she know she would never have children.
slowly the needles grew longer and longer through her helpless naked body.
she felt the tentacles grow. They grew throughout her entire body,
She felt them everywhere. in her wet pussy, breast and nipples, her fingers and toes.
Some even entered her brain. and started mapping her brain functions. when it was done
it started changing her. destroying empathy and conscience and increasing lust, survival
and feeding needs. it even started to change her body, making it really strong and making
it possible to change the structure. in essence Nancy wasn’t human anymore, she even started
producing a toxin in her breasts what she could ejaculate through her nipples.
she wasn herself anymore but an alien creature that only wanted to feed and fuck
and cared for nothing else.
and she was hungry…
even in her sister.
She slowly entered Michelle’s room and walked to her sleeping sister.
she crawled in her bed and Say’d she had a nightmare. Michelle smiled and she say’d
it was OK. Michelle was a petite girl with brown eyes and hair and she had small
firm breasts. She was a perfect victim for Nancy’s first prey.
Nancy’s took the bed sheeds and rolled on her little sister, before she could react
she took her and rolled again and again. They were bound by the bedsheets and Michelle
was bound by it.
She looked in fear while her big sister ripped her clothes off her body.
leaving only her beautiful naked body
“W-W-What are you doing??”
she asked just before she felt something wet at her breast.
Nancy let some toxins drip on her sister through her nipples. It slowly got absorbed by her
firm breasts and entered her bloodstream. She felt it burn as it quickly spread through
her body. she couldn’t move anymore and she lay’d on the bed with her sister on top.
Nancy ripped the sheeds of them and she looked at her sisters helpless body. she saw the
fear in her brown eyes and it really turned her on. She started to kiss her neck and bit her.
She tasted her blood and she almost came from the taste of it alone. She wanted her more
than anything in the world, and she would have her no matter what.
Nancy climbed on top of Michelle and sucked some more blood from her neck. slowly Nancy
gave in to her lust and started to suck on her firm breasts, Michelle saw how a huge
tentacle came out of her sister’s pussy and she knew that that would really hurt if it
took her.
She felt the tip of the tentacle probing her pussy and touching her clit and then she felt a
sharp pain as it entered her tight little cunt. it hurt as the big rod entered her.
She wanted to scream but she couldn’t. Nancy felt her sister’s tight virgin pussy around
the tentacle.
Michelle’s pussy started to bleed as the tentacle forced it’s way into her. and the tentacle
absorbed her pussy fluids and her blood. Nancy started to rape her little sister violently
and with every thrust the tentacle entered her pussy a little deeper each time. Causing
Michelle more pain and making her bleed more and more. The more she bled the more nancy
liked it.
Suddenly Nancy felt herself cum as the tentacle moved violently in her sisters pussy
tearing it apart from the inside. Nancy’s teeth penetrated Michelle’s skin. she felt
her sisters teeth sink deep into her firm breast. she felt her sister suck the blood
out of her breast, as the tentacle in her pussy started to grow. she felt it at the
edge of her womb. she slowly felt the thing being pulled out of her while her sister
sucked the blood out of her breast. Michelle felt her sister’s teeth sunk into her other
breast, and felt the blood being sucked out.
Nancy pushed the tentacle back into her tight little sisters pussy, Deeper and deeper.
Michelle felt it reach her womb.
She looked in fear while tentacle ripped its way through her womb.
Nancy came again and again while the tentacle ripped through her sisters body, feeding
on her blood and life. draining it both away of her little sister.
The Last thing Michelle felt was her sister teeth slowly piercing her neck and a warm feeling
of blood drippen out of het tight raped pussy.
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Authors Note: Hey readers, thanks for checking out my first story Iâve decided to up and write. I was reading through a bunch of great stories by incredibly talented authors, and Iâve decided to give one of my ideas, floating in my head, a shot. Please note, there is not much sex in this chapter (there will be more later). Feedback is encouraged so please comment. Also, please mind the themes and if one of them is not for you, please skip this series. Thanks -AngelOFLife
Chapter 1, How it BeganâŚ
16 year old Jack was exhausted after his evening marching band practice. It had taken longer than usual because they had their first game to march in soon. So it became one of those Friday nights where one could just stay up late on the couch if you didnât have a date or a party to go to and couldnât quite fall asleep.
Jack was pretty easy on the eyes with a 5â8â frame, wavy brown hair, brown eyes, and well-toned muscles from several years of intense marching. He also doesnât currently have a girlfriend, but he was working on that.
âJack! Can you turn the TV down! Iâm trying to listen to music!â his sister yelled from upstairs. He lived with his sister and mom in their two story house. It wasnât a hard life by any standards; they had enough money, they had friends and neighbors, the thing is that his sister is an absolute total bitch to him whenever she could be. So that is how fate had gotten him downstairs, as far away from her as he could be, that set his chain of life altering events in motion.
âAlright! Just be quiet!â he called up, annoyed at her. He grabbed the remote and turned down his show a few notches. Their mom was still at work so they wouldnât get scolded for yelling. Just as he set down the remote and heard music being turned up from above, a sound rang out from the back yard: PHEEEEEW-BOOOSH! As something slammed into the flower bed outsideâŚ
âHoly Shit!â he yelled as he went to the window. He couldnât see much through the dark as smoke appeared sparks skittered out of the violets near the back corner. He ran to the door not even considering telling his sister. He fumbled a moment with the lock and jogged outside.
Shit I forgot a flashlight he thought silently scolding himself. However it didnât matter he realized because miniature fires had started in the crater illuminating the ghastly view. He was now sure the object had at least passed through the atmosphere as ash and dirt caked the crater. The object itself was something to be marveled; it had honey comb shaped holes all through it perfectly symmetrical in all ways. It also appeared to be made out of a black metal that almost seemed so dark as to absorb the light around it.
He cautiously eyed it and slowly moved his hand over the small alien object. His hand suddenly felt icy cold on his palms. Not as if the object were radiating cold, but almost as if they were freezing of their own accord. What the hell is this thing? He nearly said aloud. Then he reached down and grabbed it. Nothing happened. He slowly picked it up to eye-level. It was fairly heavy but it was almost as if it had no temperature, no heat or cold met his hand.
Then the nightmare began⌠It began as a slow trickling melt. The orb slowly melted around his hand and by the time he noticed what was happening, it was too late. He tried to scream for help, for his sister, for anyone at this point but he couldnât hear his own voice! He tried to shake it off but it only helped it to mold around his hand even more.
He was a maniac at this point trying everything to get it off as it slowly spread up his arm⌠He couldnât tell where or when he collapsed because the last thing he remembered was the black plasma completely covering him almost in a third skin and it finally finished by covering his headâŚ
He woke up in pure white. Almost like a cloud-like state in a dream. His thoughts were short and blissful. This really must be the afterlife he thought in complete acceptance. That thought kept turning over in his head when suddenly; he felt a pin-prick on his wrist. Then his leg. Then his cheek. They started spreading and increasing in both frequency and intensity. Through all this he felt he was being watched in a million places from every direction. As if some invisible sentinel were observing him calmly through Jacks bodily torture of prin-pricks. Just when he thought he couldnât bear any more, he awoke in a hospital bed realizing the white he saw around him in the vision was just the blurred white walls and ceiling of the hospital. He also later learned the prin-pricks on his skin were just all his nerves coming to life at once.
Timed seemed so distant and irrelevant to Jack as he lay in his hospital bed watching doctors, nurses, friends, and family enter and exit out of his room. They told him heâd had a concussion and quite possibly a seizure. Her sister had apparently found him lying in the flower bed unconscious and in an unexplainable crater.
The words three months rolled over and over in his mind. Damn thatâs a lot of classwork to make up, he thought to himself. That might be the least of his worries as he had physical therapy and he had to rework his voice.
But it was in the first three days that the occurrences started happening. The doctors discharged him after a day in the hospital as moderate sleep-walking and they gave him some nightly medications. He quickly stopped using them however because deep down he knew what had really caused the scene outside and it scared him. He had just started readjusting back into his life even though it felt like he had been in the sleeping coma for only a normal nights rest. So it occurred to him that it might just be his life readjusting to him instead of the vice-versa.
Anyways, it was on one of these days when he was feeling lazy and called around to his mom in the kitchen, âMOM! Can you make me a couple of PB&Jâs?â He shouted this half expecting her to shout back a valid argument as to why he could make his own, when suddenly she popped around the corner, âcertainlyâ she said, disappearing for a moment then returning with his order . Smug he accepted her sandwiches. âAnything else?â she asked. âThatâs all for now slave,â he joked. Yet she replied âyes masterâ strangely seriously and walked off to her room.
He watched her tight ass in sweatpants saunter away. She was a very sexy redhead and in great shape even in her early forties with two kids. He removed his gaze and turned around to leave only to find his sister watching him with her arms crossed and a grinning. âI see someoneâs a little worked upâ she said giggling at her own cleverness. She was referring to the obvious tent in his pants. His sister was only a year younger than him at 15 but probably smarter and more mature.
âHey thatâs none of your business,â he blushed trying and failing to cover it.
âSo I see youâve acquired a liking to mom, but what about me?â she teased turning and lightly slapping her ass. Her butt was confined in her tightest short shorts and it wasnât doing anything to help his erection.
âYou better not say anything to her!â he said face reddening.
âOk, Ok.â She said, âBut seriously of all people, why mom?â She asked curiously. âI donât know. Why are you so curious?â He continued. âBut I suppose itâs not really just her though.â He said meekly.
Suddenly she became very aroused at the mere mention of him lusting over her. What is wrong with me, she thought. âJust shuddup and follow me,â she said dragging him upstairs and into her room. She shoved him in and locked the door behind him. âOkay listen to me. This is a one-time thing and to be honest, I have no idea why Iâm doing this for you.â
She pushed him back onto the bed and jumped on top of him. Holy shit, he thought, this is actually happening. She slowly removed his shirt and revealed his nicely toned abs and arms. She lowered her head and lightly teased on of his nipples with his tongue which he actually thought felt surprisingly good. Then, she slowly kissed her way down his chest reaching the lining of his pants. With a couple of tugs and wiggling from both parties, she got his jeans off revealing his semi-tented boxers to her.
He considered the idea of maybe his six inch penis would be too small for his sisterâs liking and he suddenly wished it would be bigger (it wouldnât matter because she was pretty much under his control whether he knew it or not). But nonetheless, to his surprise he felt it surge in his boxers.
âMmmm.â She moaned and rubbed the head of it through his shorts. Lightly kissing the tip, she pulled down his boxers revealing an 8 in. penis that looked to be almost 2 in. in girth. âWhoa,â they both said at the same time. He had never seen his penis so big before and she hadnât seen a real one, period. She slowly wrapped her fingers around it and tested it. âWow,â she said âitâs like itâs hard on the inside and mushy on the outside.â Giggling she slowly started to stroke it in an up and down motion eliciting a moan from Jack. He asked her to take her other hand and feel his balls. She complied, fondling them and bringing him even more pleasure.
His sister continued stroking him until she got used to it and then slowly brought her mouth down on him. She copied what she had once seen in a video and parted her lips to accept him in her mouth. She slowly worked her way up and down bobbing her head. Jack had to admit this was one of the single best experiences he had ever felt in his life. She continued bobbing up and down his shaft while letting spit dribble out to cover his dick. As this was only his second blowjob, the first being in a teacherâs restroom at his high school in ninth grade, he was close to cumming and said so. If she heard him she didnât let him know as she kept sucking. He was at the point of no return âWell ok then,â he said as he grabbed the back of her head, grunted, then released ropes of thick hot semen into her throat which she gladly accepted and swallowed his seed without a word.
She slowly released her mouth and pulled off of him. His sister just stood there for a couple of moments seeming dazed and confused, then suddenly, âWhat the hell did you do?!â She roared, âI donât know how you got me to do that and I donât really care! It will never happen AGAIN! Now get out!â
âJesus Ok!â And with that he ran into his own room confused with his tail between his legs. Now that he thought about, how did he get a blowjob from his sister and sandwich from his mom? And was it just a coincidence that his dick was getting bigger, or had it in fact grown? These were questions that bugged him, but little did he know he would be receiving the answers very soon.
He laid back on his bed desperate for answers when suddenly his vision blacked and the last thing he saw or felt through his tunneling vision was looking at his hand and feeling detached from his body.
God knows how much time passed until he came to. The first thing he noticed was that he was standing on a black metallic square pattern that seemed to stretch too infinite. The second thing he noticed was that the sky was black and yet he could still see clearly on the endless flat plane he existed on. The last thing he noticed was the man standing in front of him. The man was wearing a plain gray sweater and plain cargo shorts, and like his clothes his features were also pretty generic. Almost like this was who god used to model every human after but with slight differences or added imperfections.
âHello Jack.â The man said.
âIâm dreaming arenât I?â Jack replied.
âNo, not in the sense youâre talking about. I created this dimension so we could talk in private. My name is (garbled noise that canât be repeated in any human language). It doesnât have a direct translation but the closest meaning in Humani English would be⌠Well it would be âThe Angel of Lifeâ,â He said grinning.
⌠To be Continued
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