Alien

B-Movie babefest (part4 of4)

The very naked Sarge had managed to save his regulation boxers, much to his relief. He didn’t mind fighting a war with the bare minimum but he had his limits. Over his head he could see the explosions on the outside skin of the shield. He realized the aliens had their hands full. He’d been tracked as soon as he entered their realm. Why hadn’t they just hunted him down again? The firework display above his head told him why.
“They had better things to deal with.” He thought.” After all he was irrelevant they’d disarmed him hadn’t they?”
The Sarge smiled to himself as he picked up his discarded C4 pack.
In the saucer the Queen had taken her place back at the flight seat. She had wasted too much time on these earth creatures. As she sat down the chair came alive, reattaching pipes and nodes to her large body. She felt the living beat of the ship, the microscopic bio-fluid running through its pipes. She was invigorated the craft having suckled on the sexual experiments they had performed that night.
One of her drone bugs approached carrying the humming vines and eggs of the fuck plant so recently inside Daisy and Officer Vale. The data had been assimilated into their collective minds. The Earth law woman and the young girl had accepted their fate, they had finally seen reason. The Queen sniffed the blue head her tentacles licking at the glow. In one motion her jaws opened swallowing the twisting living plant. She gulped it down, the tubes and wires around her hardening, them too beginning to glow blue. It had been so long since she had fed; she was ready to pilot again. Now all that remained was to finish feeding the ship.
The cell door slid open and two bugs beckoned for Jackie to follow them. She shied away her red ringlet hair framing her thin shoulder and neck. One creature entered its flailing tentacle gripping her around her tiny waist pulling her with it. She tried to beat on the armored shell, to no avail the bug almost lifting her onto its back.
“Come with uzzzz!” It demanded, through telepathy.” You have so much power untapped in your body!”
John Vale finally met some resistance to his inexorable approach to the alien dome. A camouflaged recon trooper stood weapon at the ready as another forced him from the car. The base camp was just a few hundred feet away and John caught sight of someone he knew.
The Mayor came running as the recon men pinned the intruder to the bonnet of his car.
“It’s ok let him through; he’s got a right to be here,” assured the Mayor.
Following close behind was the recently usurped Major; himself and his men now no more than security for the Generals little army.
John dusted himself off then was about to speak. The Mayor answered before he could ask the obvious question.
“She’s inside somewhere. She went in to rescue…”
The Major butted in.” She’s a brave woman, but it’s not looking good son.”
They all looked back at the alien shield the helicopters still taking random pot shots at the impenetrable skin. One of the science team approached them his face looking worried.
“It looks like they’re going start pumping the gas!”
“Gas?” John asked to the Mayor.
The old man shook his head. “John, “he said looking to the sky,” you really don’t want to know.”
At the Sweetheart’s homestead the coverall smocked troops worked quickly but ever so carefully. The engines of the Jolly Duster whined as its underbelly began to pump. The flexing tube ran to a triple sealed valve; the deadly agent beginning its long journey along the arrow straight alien tunnel.
Inside the ship the corridors were full of commuting bugs. They were getting ready for take off. Jackie kicked and screamed as she was almost carried along above then like she was stage diving at a rock concert. There was a open vent in the wall and she was pushed head first down it. The shaft dropped her into another cell. As she fell into a crumpled heap of legs and arms the other occupant awoke from a self induced trance. Sat in the corner head down was Jed. He was still naked, his muscled torso greased, biceps busting with injected adrenaline. Between his legs Jackie instantly noticed the fat steel latticed cock; limp but intimidating. The hard blue scrotal sphere underneath making his penis thrust up proud even when not erect.
Jed groaned a low insane noise. Spittle was dripping from the side of his mouth his eyes barely open. Along his spine were twelve nodes each with a wire sprouting from them. They connected to a thicker black conduit. This snaked up to the ceiling where it disappeared rather like one of the ships tentacle arms. His back was bruised from the surgery his limbs now out of his control. The room was filled with the disembodied voice of the Queen.
“We have suchzz delights to show you Jed. Such experiences for you to savor down the long eons of our journey. But firstzzz we need power to leave.”
Jed looked across at the freckled innocent looking red head. “Uhh no, no it’s wrong no I can’t not any more.” He said in his farm boy drawl.
The Queen spoke again the metallic insect voice echoing around the space.
“Do not resist your will. Take the woman! We know itzzz in your nature.”
Jed began convulsing, his cock bucking to erection as the spine wires flexed, the aliens animating his body. He was part of the ship now; and the ship needed to feed.
General Hunter stood motionless binoculars at his eyes. Behind him stretching into the distance was a neatly spaced row of parked helicopters. His diversionary attack was coming to an end, stage two was about to begin.
He glanced at the approaching group; John the Mayor and Major without lowering his field glasses.
“What kind of Mickey Mouse operation are you running here Major? He barked continuing to scan the Dome. “Who’s this fucking civilian?”
John felt the anger rising, he moved forward; then got the icy cold sideways stare from grey haired officer. He paused; this man looked like a born killer.
The Major didn’t answer but put forward his own question. “Sir VX? It’s too much of a risk surely?”
The General continued with his binocular scan and said dismissively. “No risk at all Major. The agent is active for only a few hours. We’ll just eradicate everything inside the shield then when it’s safe send an assault team through the tunnel.”
The Mayor held back the enraged John by his arm asking his own question. “But what of the people inside? Our people!”
The General continued to scan the horizon. “They are no doubt dead already.” His voice grew sterner. “It’s about time you accepted it!”
As if to instantly prove otherwise the shield area directly in front of them suddenly opened into a six foot doorway. The grey fog bellowed out into the clear morning air. As soldiers scrambled into shooting position it closed again. The swirling mist evaporating to show a staggering red NBC suited figure.
In the cavern beneath the saucer Candy and Daisy huddled together. Officer Vale stroked the young woman’s head reassuring her.
“You did good honey; real good. Now we have a chance.”
Around them Bugs were beginning to spring into motion, they looked like they were getting ready to leave. Both women had aching heads the constant E.S.P chatter taking its toil.
“ZZZzzprepare the examination room for this one.” Was the order from the collective mind; and Daisy screamed as a pincer dragged her away. She called back at Candy for help, the officer pushing back at the shell of a closing alien as she struggled to stand.
“The law woman is still required else where.” Came the second order.
“Oh God don’t leave me!” Wailed Daisy, as her kicking legs disappeared through an airlock into the ship. Candy shouted with all her might, two more bugs now restraining her.
“I won’t Daisy Cummings, that’s a promise, do you hear? A promise!”
Inside the saucers cell Jackie had nowhere to run. The deformed half man half wired up robot that was Jed lumbered towards her. The ship now controlled him. Only his mind was left free to witness his deviant behavior.
“There’s no use.” He grunted his cock now fully erect the fat member encased in fine metal lattice his scrotal ball now sloshing to and thro.
Jackie reeled back against the corner her legs hunched up her hands covering her heaving chest. Jed was over her his cock waving his hands grappling with hers.
“Stop resisting you little bitch, there’s no escape.”
His massive frame was gripping her waist she tugged at his spine cables but they wouldn’t come loose. His fat hand was on her ass pulling her thigh open. His mind was in delight.
“Oh fuck, nearly there, oh fuck, she’s gonna split on this fucking monster!” He thought feeling his flagpole cock stiffer than ever.
Jackie screamed looking down seeing the bulbous purple head pressing at her pussy. “Oh my! Oh no, no!” She screamed again seeing the finger wide spunk hole and imagining the torrent it would deliver.
“Oh! Ugh! No, n, uuggghh! Aawwwwwwwwwwww!!!”
Outside the Sarge was only a few hundred feet from the rail gun. The firing continued a pace the large pile of wriggling cocoons was diminishing by the minute. Two bugs were loading; repeating the process over and over. Once again the Sarge covered his ears then the crack of a sonic launch, destination some 300 miles above the planet. He felt his C-4 pack strapped to his bare leg. In his other hand he had a long steel pole the end tapered into a spear tip. He needed to kill the two monsters in front of him. He was well practiced in hand to hand; but seeing the quivering multitude of appendages on both creatures he wondered what he was like hand to fifteen hands.
The first bug never saw him coming. The spear tip thundered down with a two handed strike. The Bug squealed its shell punctured the tip appearing out of its underbelly, guts bubbling onto the ground. Its legs gave way immediately the whole bulk dropping like a stone. Sarge felt the pole pulled from his hands the bug rolling onto its side. Now he faced the second one unarmed!
The limp body of the NBC suited survivor was taken hurriedly to the medical tent. The military and officials gathered around. Who was it? They’d decided to leave the suit on until they could be close to medical facilities. The Major carefully lifted the heavy mask and the pale sweaty skinned face and long jet black hair of his science officer appeared.
“It’s Capt Fin!”
She was mumbling trying to focus, trying to remember her message.
“They… they… they want to surrender!”
Her eyes opened fully and she sat up looking like she would scream.
“Major! Major it’s all a mistake they… , they…”
General Hunter butted in. “If you’ve got anything to say Captain you say it to me.”
Fin looked blankly at the Major then to the older meaner looking General.
“Sir I’ve a message but its top security. Important information for the commander of the earth forces only. That was there only request.”
The woman was helped from her suit. She looked dehydrated a little scratched but physically ok. The general looked at her dark pool eyes his throat gulping a little thinking of what she might have seen and experienced.
“Very well she doesn’t look in need of immediate attention. Clear the tent.”
The troops withdrew, John Vale shouting questions about his wife. The Mayor had to pull him away until finally the large medical tent was empty except for two.
Fin gave an unexpected smile her dry lips parting so she could lick the cracked skin. She stood up close to the General looking sheepishly up like a school girl. She put her head to one side mockingly.
“You’re very wrong General. I do need immediate attention.” And with that her mouth thrust against his her hands gripping his head as she gave him a passionate smearing kiss.
Jackie was pinned against the wall. Her legs were hooked around Jed’s massive waist her painted toes pointing to his ass crack. Her tits rubbed against his hard chest the nipples been roughly massaged by his skin. She clawed his back and butt her nails scraping the skin but to no effect. He was thrusting up into her as he stood; fucking her mercilessly against the cold metal wall.
“Ag, ag, ag, awwwwww!” She was screaming her pussy stretched beyond memory.
“Oh God. Oh God. Nnnnnnn aw, aw, aw, aw!”
His cock was impossible! The thing was like a fleshy monster dildo; the fat head rubbing her cervix the meshed casing sending shivers through her wall nerves. His tip had oozed so much precome he’d instantly lubricated her. And now her cunt squelched as the juices fizzed and spat onto the floor.
She spat at his grinning insane face. The thoughts of the fuck monster were echoing in her head.
“All mine, all mine, all of them to fuck as I please when I please. That’s what the Queen promised. Just ride any bitch they tell me to.”
He spat back at her freckled face; Jackie yelping between grunts.
“Yeah, yeah, oh fuck that’s it baby. You dirty red headed bitch. Oh I want your ass. Shit, you’re gonna fucking throw up when I come up inside there. That’s it scream, scream!” Jackie didn’t want to accommodate him but she just couldn’t help it.
“Aawwwwwwweieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!”
As he bounced her against the wall her eyes began to widen in fear. Jed was confused. His cock felt tight inside, then tighter still. As he pulled out to ram in again he gulped her pussy seemed to be closing. He pushed against Jackie’s hole the young woman screaming for him to stop.
His face was shocked, his cock now bending out of her its path in reduced second by second. The red head was moaning in despair shaking her head her hands slapping his back in frustration.
“Oh God not again no no noooooo!”
He looked down between their sweating bodies his enormous member forced clear of her dripping snatched. Then he saw it. His mind reeled but he couldn’t move the ship holding him in place still pinning her against the wall. Her pink penis head was appearing from her pussy hole. His hand involuntarily reached down gripping the tender head tugging the cock out till once again its fat ball appeared sealing her love hole.
“Oh Jesus!” His mind cried, Jackie foaming at the mouth her erection hot and wanton.
His body moved back allowing the lithe girl to fall to the floor her legs bents her arms holding her up as she moaned over and over looking down at her glistening rock hard cock.
Suddenly the cell door hissed open and the statuses figure of the busty Candy was forced inside.
All three looked at each other opened mouthed as the voice of the Queen vibrated in their heads.
“Excellent we are ready to power up!”
Candy gave a gulp of fear. Her plan was working, “but heavens, at what cost?” Only now was she realizing what it would mean. She had to focus, put her feelings to the back of her mind. She felt the Queen and the hive mind flowing into her senses as if water was been poured through her ears. The experiences of the last few hours had helped to detach her from reality. She was thankful of that. She was a beautiful, sexy, yet loyal woman. Her morals were ideal for her role as custodian of Love Creek’s law. But now she needed to forget them. Her own and poor Daisy’s life depended on it.
She gave a coy sensuous gasp, touching her lip as she glanced at the two occupants. She dropped to her knees, between the legs of the shocked confused Jackie.
“Oh honey,” She cooed pink lips pouting, elegant hand closing around the young woman’s tender headed cock. “Let me help you with that.”
Outside the ship in the farmyard, the Sarge backed away from his bulky alien adversary. He slowly moved himself between the erect metal lattice of the rail gun and the advancing bug. Its pincers snapped, its teeth chattering in anger. It stepped over its dead companion, numerous eyes fixed on the near naked muscle man in front of it.
Sarge tensed his thighs, launching himself in a rolling arch over its shell as it in turn lunged forward, its claws smashing against the metal. A swinging tentacle clipped his leg in mid air, the soldier losing his graceful flight, falling in a clump on the ground.
He only had seconds to roll and knell up into a crouched position before the thing had spun and now towered down on him
“Oh fuck!”
In the private tent at the base camp General Hunter was distracted from his usual stern unyielding manner.
“Ohhh Captain, “he groaned in his southern drawl.
On her knees in front of him was the raven haired Fin, her red mouth engorged on the Generals eager rock hard cock. She was taking long deep swallows the general amazed at her gullets dexterity.
“Jezzz how the fuck can you swallow that deep?” He thought as Fins wet mouth sank around the base of his hairy military cock, spittle dripping over her chin.
He threw his head back in pleasure. His mind distracted. “He had a mission to complete. Urgently!” But the Science officer was savoring his hot cock with such expertise that he felt his knees almost buckle.
“Oh you dirty bitch don’t you stop now, that’s a fucking order girl you hear!”
Deep underground in the alien tunnel leading from Love Creek a bug limped at a slow rate towards the safety of the energy dome and ship. Half its appendages had been burnt or blown apart by the deadly human weapons and in the confusion it had been left behind by it comrades. It was still a mile away from safety but the hive mind gave it comfort, urging it on; telling it all the pain would go once it got to its own kind.
The creature had sensed something in the tunnel closing towards it from the earth town. Its instincts told it to hurry, whatever it was represented danger. The hissing had grown louder and louder the air within the tunnel moving as if a breeze was blowing deep under ground.
The bug tried to increase its shambling crawl but the pain was too much. In its head the hive mind followed a hundred different paths at once, all inter linked. It saw the fight in the courtyard, the man about to be shredded. It felt the warmth of Daisy’s wrist as she was dragged along a saucer corridor struggling; the delight of the Queen as she enjoyed the buxom Candy’s performance. The arousal of that human man plugged into their ship, the sparks from a fuse box as a colleague hastily prepared a small part of the craft for take off. It felt a hundred significant and in-significant experiences at once. And in turn the hive mind felt its own pain as it struggled to flee an unseen, fast approaching danger.
The tunnel bug never saw what killed it. There was a sudden change in air density, a slight odor and a coursing stinging pain. Then death.
A hundred different bug experiences stopped and froze, focusing on that single one. “The tunnelzzz!”
The Sarge had covered his face the razor claw about to rain down. The bug halted mid strike as if in thought. The soldier rolled away from it, jumping to his feet about to sprint. But he needn’t have worried, the bug had left him. It was racing to the tunnel entrance, and without pausing it flung itself down the hole, tentacles writhing to push its self along at breakneck speed.
The Sarge couldn’t believe his eyes.
“What the hell would be so important that it couldn’t spend a minute finishing him?”
In the saucer cell Jackie was moaning in pleasure and embarrassment. This tall blonde was taking her erect hard member between her lips, licking and sucking like her life depended on it. Her eyes glinted wickedly and Jackie realized what it meant to be given head by a hot dedicated female mouth.
“Ohhhhhh! Nnooooo!” She could only groan and shake her head, her half hearted attempt to push the blonde away never having any chance to work.
She arched her back tits firming up. What chance was there to resist? She had already given up hope of ever escaping this perverse, horrific dream.
The awful half man, half machine was knelling behind the sucking blonde tart, his hard scrotum clattering against the floor. The man had both his huge hands opening Candy’s ass cheeks his tongue already pressing and circling the Sheriffs sensitive tight anus.
Candy felt the rough pressing mouth of Jed then shivered as his firm tongue entered her ass hole. He flicked up against the rim tasting inside her, Candy struggling to concentrate on the soft skinned cock between her lips.
Jed’s spinal cables were already beginning to glow blue, his arousal being drained for power. The sheriff’s fat ass almost smothered his face and he had to feel with his hands like a blind man till they gripped her massive dangling tits. He took both in a strong grip pulling his mouth harder onto her anus his tongue rigid like a stake piercing up inside her.
“Ohhhh what an ass. Oooooohhhh, mmmmmmmmm, that’s it Miss let me taste deep inside you.”
Jed’s mind once again was full of filth and desire, his scrotal tank bubbling, his cock painfully stiff.
Candy lifted her mouth from the oozing cock of Jackie, jerking it as she felt Jed’s hands maul her breasts. A number of metal tentacles had now descended from the roof of the cell. Candy felt a tip press against her mouth. She sucked on the shinny end like an eager cock head, allowing the tentacle to ease a few inches into her mouth. She began to suck harder the end vibrating, clattering on her teeth.
Jackie was more resistant however.
She screamed as a tentacle slid under her back curving up to press against her ass. Candy held her in place, gripping her cock tightly, Jackie appalled as the slimy metal tip entered her ass.
“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Candy could sense Jed raising himself behind her and she coughed on the metal tip in her mouth as he pushed his fat, big holed cock into her pussy.
The Sarge could have run, but he didn’t. He needed to destroy the space cannon; but any second that bug could come back. He decided he had to finish what he started. He crept to the edge of the pit. The bug was some twenty feet straight down below, at the point where the tunnel ran off horizontal towards the town. It was ripping at the tunnel walls, its claws having little effect against the glass like rim of the construction. It smashed at the sides, not seeming to care that it had already splintered one of its claws. The Sarge looked back at the dead bug still skewered with his impromptu spear. Standing on the shell he gripped the imprisoned shaft with both his hands and pulled with all his might.
The tunnel entrance hissed with fast moving air. The bug knew why. Its limbs were aching but it only one thing filled its head. “Closezzzz the tunnelzzzzzzz!”
The hive mind repeated the order over and over, the bug now having more success. The rocks were beginning to crumble, a few more sec…
The metal spear hit straight from above, going all the way through the bugs shell. And once again an alien dropped like a stone, dead; the Sarge quickly becoming an expert with his medieval weapon.
He looked down into the pit, feeling the air rushing up onto his face. The bug had been in such a rush about sealing the tunnel it had not even bothered to look up at him. He began to feel more and more uneasy.
“Blow the cannon and then get the hell out of here.” He said to himself running back to the launcher.
Back in the ship the cables attached to Jed’s back shone deep blue, an audible hum in the room as the power surged. He was up inside the sexiest woman in Love Creek. And not just with his own meager cock, which he had often dreamt. No, but instead with his alien enhanced monster. He almost wept with pleasure and sensation, seeing and feeling her pussy lips struggle to swallow the length. She gave an animal groan as inch after fat inch of latticed cock penetrated her.
“Ohhhhhhh Miss Candy, ughhhhhhhh!” He moaned out aloud, seeing the blonde struggling with the mouth tentacle and Jackie’s rampant cock at the same time.
Candy felt her insides ache with the fat slug that was Jed’s new cock. She spat the tentacle from her mouth, slapping it away. She could hear Jed’s aroused thoughts and feel his energy. In fact she could feel her own body responding to the attentions. The red head girl was still wriggling, trying to remove the slowly probing ass tentacle. Candy thrust her pink lips back around the gripped cock, slurping and sucking as if to draw the life from her.
“Awwwwwwww!”
Jackie gave a sensuous groan. The ass probe was buzzing inside her sending tingles up to her buried clit. The blonde woman was swallowing more and more cock, only stopping to gag in discomfort as the man pushed his impossible cock up her.
Jackie also felt the pleasure rising and arched her back feeling her own tits. She closed her eyes in sensation, then blinked open in shock as the free tentacle probe, the one spat out by Candy pushed into her mouth, making her gargle in wanton pleasure.
Jed began to pump up inside the sheriff, holding her sweaty hard tits as support, trying to ram up to her throat. The bitch was smacking the floor with her hand in desperation, her mouth bobbing on the redheads cock. She was in ecstasy, he could tell. She was the bugs slave, his sex toy for the long journey ahead. And most of all, he was doing it! He was giving Officer A, Love Creeks number one babe, the fuck of her life!
Around the ship the energy grew and grew. Walls lightened, and then glowed, a humming surge of power ringing through the corridors. His spinal nodes were red hot the conduits smoking slightly. The tentacles in Jackie’s ass and mouth also shimmered with blue power; Candy servicing both human generators with exquisite porn star like charms.
The bug Queen felt the warmth as the ship grew in energy. The dials became animated, a 3D holographic view of the outside appearing in front of her flight seat. Another few minutes and the ship would be ready to leave. On the flight deck the Queen was now in total command of the instruments. The tunnel wasn’t sealed but it didn’t matter all crew were nearly aboard, just the outer rim guards left. The aliens began to take up launch positions; most curling into tight shell balls, lining the corridors. Only the medical room remained active; Daisy tied on her back to the stirrup table, a single Bug, the scientist who first defiled her with tentacles and dog continuing its bizarre studies.
“Goodzzz we are about to leavezzzzz.” It gloated, angling a new device between Daisy’s splayed long legs. “You are suchzzzz a young strong female.”
He pushed the fat 3 inch diameter clear tube towards her pussy. Daisy shook her head in refusal and dismay.
“No it’s about to take off! But she promised. She promised!”
The bug ignored her ranting securing the tube entrance around her pussy lips, pulling a leaver making a suction, air tight seal.
Daisy looked down at the clear tube, feeling her lips been pried open by pressure. The bug could see her slit gaping, maybe an inch or more. “That will be enoughzzz” It thought to itself.
Then the farm girl saw it and screamed. A writhing maggot like creature, been pushed up the tube by a metal plunger. “It was alive!” Its root vegetable type appearance making her convulse in terror. It was sniffing towards her teen slit; blind, deaf, but aware.
“A bug pupa,” The insect explained almost gleefully. “I’m going to impregnate you with one of our young!”
The General clawed the back of a chair his veins bulging in his knuckles. Captain Fin was thrusting her head back and forth, swallowing his cock to the limit down her wet hot throat.
“Jezzzzzzz, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh!”
Outside the room his guards looked at each other in amazement, but both too nervous to disturb their intimidating commander. One of them looked to the ceiling muttering quietly to himself in jealous admiration. “Go General, go!”
The general gripped her head with both hands pumping his hips into her porcelain white face. “If you want it that bad then have it you slut!” He growled. Fin choked and spluttered his cock emptying deep in her gullet.
“Uggg, ugggg, uggggg ugaaaaaawweeeeEEEEE!”
His ecstatic cry as he came turned to a scream of agony.
“Agggggggggg Jesus! Helpuggggggggggggg!!!!”
The guards were reluctant to respond but as he screamed again they burst into the tent. The far canvas wall was shredded open, the fabric flapping in the downdraft of overhead rotor blades. They were about to dive through when another cry of despair made them turn. Behind the medical table curled on the floor was the General. The men looked in horror. His groin was soaked in claret red liquid his hands clutching at his recently serviced groin.
“Oh Nooo!” He wailed. “I think she’s fucking bit my cock off!”
In the alien fuck cell the temperature must have been in the humid nineties. Officer Candy was groaning with unashamed pleasure. Her pussy was struggling to swallow the awful jocks monster cock. Struggling, but not failing. She had taken it all the way to the base each stretching inch feeling like the last humanly possible. Now he was beginning to fuck back and forth, her deep intimate cervix feeling this big holed cock end sniffing at it.
“Uuuh, aw, aww, aww ah, ah, ah, ahhh!”
The ship was coming alive around her she could feel and smell the electrical power.
Jed’s spinal nodes glowed hot, his body failing to flinch from the sizzling cables. He could feel his scrotal sphere foaming to the max, any second now he’d release. His raw mind wanting to fill her to the brim with his thick wad, but he was torn between that and jacking over her groaning prom Queen face.
“Uggggggg! “He thought, even now time for humor,” decisions, decisions!”
Science officer Jackie was arching her back thrusting her breast forward her hands clawing at the floor, anal probe and Candy’s hair. In turn the blonde bombshell was grunting like a pig, the huge cock slapping into her. At the same time she licked and bobbed on Jackie own novice erection.
“Awwwwwwww, uuuuug, ohhhhhhhhh!” Jackie was about to spurt!
Candy took the hint lifting her mouth from the climaxing head jerking hard with her hand looking up at the young redhead.
“Ugghhhhh that’s it honey, lets me have it! Come on, ugggggh come on baby.”
The anal probe glowed blue Jackie’s muscles tightening, almost shitting it out. She gave a scream of pleasure her cock erupting thick long strands of come up like a fountain. The white mess sprayed onto Officer A’s lips and chin, and over her neck. Jed still gripping her hard massive tits pulled; rearing her body up at the second spurt, making Candy scream with the hard womb nudging thrust. But the sheriff kept jerking the cock the come hitting onto her mauled tits, Jed’s quickly massaging it into her sweaty flesh.
“Eeeeieeeeeeee!!” Jackie screamed her body on fire, the anal probe drawing the last ounce of power from her.
Then she crumpled almost unconscious.
Outside the Sarge could now feel a morning sweet breeze. The dense mist was clearing and the sound of a fleet of helicopters could be heard around him. The shield was down!
At the base camp half the occupants slowly came to the same conclusion. The Major, Mayor and John could see the grey boil had lost its shape. The mist was billowing out like a ground level nimbus rain cloud. The other half of the base were still franticly dealing with the tent incident. The General was under sedation, his team spreading out to hunt down, “that fucking psycho bitch!”
“We should be doing something!” John shouted over the noise of rising gun ships. The Mayor had a look of total fear in his eyes.
“Oh my God the shields down and any second the fields are going to be full of nerve gas.”
Candy’s husband gripped the Majors arm.
“Do something.” He yelled.
The Major looked around, his own men and also many of the generals were looking at him for a response. John shook him to his senses.
“The Generals had his chance. Follow the chain of command, you’re back in charge!”
On the alien ship the Queen felt as one with her beautiful craft. With her thoughts she eased the massive silver craft a few inches, then a few feet. She felt the ground and crumbling homestead scrape against the metal, she felt the ship beginning to radiate external power. It had leveled, now hovering a few feet from the ground. The last of her bug army were scrambling aboard. The human sexual energy was far greater than she had ever hoped, the ship was now fully charged. The earth law woman was an excellent asset; so resistant at first, but now even she was about to come with embarrassed reluctant pleasure. The metal ceiling tentacle was in her mouth about to drain her; smothering her climaxing grunts.
“Mmmgg! Mmmmggg! Mgggggggg!”
Candy was indeed coming, her pussy flexing as much as it could around the monster girth. The whole experience just couldn’t be resisted. It was so raw, so decadent, so liberating! But she needed to keep focused on her plan.
“Awwwwwww uh, uh, uh, uhhhhhhhh!”
She convulsed her pussy oozing juice, Jed banging hard in rhythm with each orgasming grunt; spittle covered mouth probe glowing brilliantly.
Uggg, uggg. Uggggggggggggg!!”
The ship tilted slightly forward, the Queen already thinking of a point some 100 miles into the sky. All she had to do was want it so and it would be there in seconds. Candy’s passion had filled the batteries to capacity.
“What an incredible vixenzzz.” The Queen thought, the ship about to leap into the sky. “We didn’t need the power of the earth man after…”
The Queen and her hive mind suddenly felt a new gut churning sensation.
They’d been tricked!
Candy was out of it for only a few seconds. She’d collapsed face down on the hips of the exhausted Jackie, Jed still pumping like a mad man into her wet hole. Jackie slapped at the blondes face pushing her onto the steel floor. “Get the fuck off me you dirty bitch!”
Officer Candy shook her head as if to regain her thoughts. “Jed, Jed ugh hurry!” Her mind raced, goading the man on. “We need to finish this now!”
Jed still couldn’t decide where to come. He was so close. Any second.
“Ag, ag, ag. Come in my ass you bastard!” Screamed Candy; looking over her shoulder with smoldering eyes.
He couldn’t believe it the hot blonde bitch was gripping her own fat peach cheeks pulling them apart her anus winking at him.
“Do it ugh, do it, treat me like the bitch I am!”
He pulled his enormous length out of her hole, ramming it against her sphincter.
“Oh shit ughhhh. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” She gave a bellowing scream of discomfort his cock head burying into her hot tight anus.
The cell door flew open a bug appearing like lighting intent on stopping them. But it was too late.
Jed came!
He’d only got a few inches into her rubbery shitter, but it was too much. With the scream from Candy and the feeling of gripping flesh trying but failing to resist he couldn’t to hold on.
“YesssssssssssggggggggguuuuuukkkkkkkKKKKKK!!”
Candy felt the come almost like an alien pod bursting into her ass. Jed felt it too his eye hole agonizingly wide and tender. “Uugggggggggggggggg!!” He felt like throwing up his body jerking like he was on the electric chair. The nodes exploded one by one along his spine and his scream of pleasure turning to one of pain.
“Eeeeeeeeeeiiiiieeeeeeeee!”
Flames erupting from the cables his scrotal ball shattering the remaining juices flooding the floor.
“Aaaagggggggggggggggg!”
The hive had been too late to see it. What Candy had seen and realized so much earlier. Yes humans have sexual energy. Too much energy!
The Queen gave a chattering scream of frustration. Her console was overheating. The fuck cell was on fire, batteries overloaded, the ship was sick with an overfilled belly.
Candy was to her feet in a flash. The whole saucer lurched as the corridors pulsed with light. The bug in front of her smashed against the wall, Jed thrashing around, demented, driven crazy. The cables were sparking and snapping the roof showering the occupants with sparks. Candy grabbed at Jackie’s hand, trying to pull her up.
“Come on move it,” she yelled.
But Jackie could only scream and kick, like Jed her mind also on the brink. The Bug was getting up Candy had no more time to waste, she had to leave her.
In the corridor the sheriff staggered past bug after bug. Most were curled into a fetal stance relying on their commander to level the ship. A few were frantically holding back flames and sparks which burst from over head ports. As she staggered past them she began to fear she might not get out.
“Oh shit it looks like its going to blow the fuck up!”
The shrouding mist outside had almost cleared completely. The Sarge had finished with his demolishing preparation on the tower gun. The charge was primed all his need to do now was get the fuck away from it. But he had stopped before he had chance to pull the pin. He’d turned to watch the silver disc rock and tilt as if it was driven by a drunkard. Its rims crashed into the ground then raised then crashed, over and over, the thing moving forward may twenty feet then sliding back. It was glowing blue to silver now the energy pulse visible and evident at great distance.
Behind the unstable ship he could see maybe twenty gun ships thundering towards him. Any second now they’d light it up with cannon and missiles.
The Major had made his call.
“Your wife is dead, no doubt about it. We have to destroy it now before it gets away.”
Jack Vale could do nothing to stop him. The troops had sprung into action. It was a full scale assault. The energy pulse was playing havoc with the radios. Maybe the chemical chopper had stopped pumping its deadly load. He couldn’t be sure if they’d heard him give the order to stop.
“But what if they hadn’t” The Mayor had asked.
“Gentlemen,” he had said lighting one of his trademark cigars,” then it looks like we’ve had it as well. Either way they’re going down.”
He then turned to look at the crazy rambling woman who was once a close and respected officer. Captain Fin was laughing and howling as two troopers pushed her bound and restrained into the back of a military ambulance. Her red lips were enhanced with dried blood her eyes wild like a rabid animal. The vehicle sped away and The Major shook his head as he realized that the insane woman unlike most of his men would no doubt live through the day.
Candy knew which way to go. Through this bulk head, to the deck below, nearly there. The hatch was still open a bug struggling to climb in. She froze, but it was in concentration not fear as she tried to remember.
“The examination lab! Yes it was this one. Yes.”
The doors slid open the room full of smoke. Daisy was screaming. The roof looked like it was about to fall in and Daisy could feel the touch of a slimy maggot tip as it began to burrow into her snatch. She saw Candy at the door like a towering Amazon warrior.
“Oh Sheriff, thank heavens, please hurry. Hurry!”
The depraved lab bug was dead, a control panel in flames the explosion having hit its delicate underbelly. Candy picked up a steel rod smashing down on the pupa tube the maggot dropping to the deck.
“Daisy,” She shouted heaving the teen of the table, “time to get the fuck out of dodge.”
Back in the corridor the roof showered them with sparks their naked bodies glowing in the illumination. Candy dragged the poor Cummings girl by the wrist keeping her eyes focused on the open hatch. The bug was still struggling at the hatch entrance and it saw them too late to react.
It reeled back as a metal strut which had snapped off was speared by Candy into its underbelly. The creature went berserk rolling onto its back spinning on its shell in agony, multiple legs flailing. Candy wasted no time, the ground was 20 feet below and the craft was veering over the huge dark pit that it’s had carved out under its crash site. Candy could see the metal hard webbing where she and Daisy had been bug raped that night. If they fell from here onto that, they’d be shredded like a cheese grater.
The alien was trying to right itself the ship rising more and more. She took a deep breath and as the craft dipped towards the edge of the pit she jump pulling the hapless girl with her.
“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Thud!”
The sarge almost transfixed by the swaying saucer, suddenly saw the bodies dropping to the ground and snapped out of his daze.
“Jezzzz someone’s got out!”
The pressure wave from beneath the saucer was almost unbearable. The girls screamed holding their ears as the vibration and thunderous hum of resonating power shook the ground.
The saucer tilted, and they knew it was banking, pointing towards the approaching gun-ships.
A hail of bullets erupted from the attack birds as they closed in, the disc now facing them the rim dipped towards the ground. As the first shells impacted the ship they created fantastic green firework displays. The ships shield was up again and encasing the silver disc.
Inside the craft the Queen felt the unusual sensation of relief. This visit had not been as easy as she had expected. All systems were working the ship was already repairing itself. Power was stable; time to finally go.
The two women, the sarge and the approaching troops all felt the same pulse of power as if the air had been compressed a million times then allowed to spring back in a micro second. Behind the ship the view seemed to distort as if the fabric of time was been deformed, the green glowing saucer shooting forward like out of its own rail cannon.
“Booooooooooooooommmmmmmmmm!”
The disc created a pressure wave in front of it blowing the gun-ships aside. Many just collapsed to the ground like birds hitting a window. Others rode over the wave as the disc sped under them. But these too were then buffeted out of control and gyrated to the ground like sycamore buds.
The saucer zoomed low over the camp dragging tents and equipment into the air, behind it a trail of jet black helicopter crumpled into the corn fields. The Queen saw and felt everything at once, the morning air on the ships hull, its coursing bio fluid working the engines, the computed optimum trajectory. Her mind suddenly focused on a speeding target a couple miles to the west.
“One thingzzz more to do.”
The ship turned and reached the horizon in an instant.
Then it was gone.
The sarge was across the courtyard in seconds and had been careful to avoid slipping into the huge pit left by the craft. Around him was chaos. The swirling wind left by the ship, the smell of cordite, the crackle of burning machinery. But in the mist of this he could only look dumbfounded at the two bedraggled goddesses huddled together like frightened animals.
Daisy looked at the near naked man streaked with dirt and sweat, bug blood dripping from his biceps.
“Who, who are you?”
“Miss,” he said with a swagger of pride, “I’m your rescue team.”
Officer Candy looked up with her world weary eyes her stunning features making him gulp. This was the sheriff he’d heard all about, no doubt.
“Trooper,” she shouted above the din of fire and howling wind, “it’s not over yet.” And then pulling herself up looking back at the bug tunnel entrance she added. “We’ve got to get away from here quick or we’re all dead!”
In the base camp it was panic. The tunnel was full of nerve gas the team unable to raise the pumping crew. They’d been given express orders if base camp contact was lost they had to empty the whole damn lot into the bubble.
The usurped general groaned in pain and resignation, looking up from his stretcher, almost pleased that the Major and fuck-wit civilians were in as much shit as him.
“It’s no use,” he coughed with a professional pride, “my boys follow their orders to the letter any second now were all going to be sucking on VX.”
Meanwhile the sarge listened silently to what Candy had to say. The tunnel, VX, and poor Jackie gone.
He nodded not showing his emotions. He looked deep into Candy Vale’s eyes not driven by lust but by respect. As she spoke with steel hard resolve he understood this woman was a warrior.
She’d told him to get the young girl away; she’d try to stop the gas.
“No,” he said pulling back, “you’ve done enough already, now get the hell out of here.”
The sarge ran back towards the lattice rail gun. He could hear the hiss of escaping air as the gas surged towards the exit. He ripped the C-4 from the metal work. If he breathed a fraction in it would all be over.
At the tunnel entrance he stared down his face screwed up with the pressure of escaping air. He looked back across at the staggering women, advancing troopers almost at their aid. He gave a satisfied smile, like always it was a case of mission accomplished. He felt his skin tighten his senses beginning to burn. No time left the gas was here.
Through their binoculars the camp team saw the sarge’s legs buckle as he fell forward into the hole. A heart stopping moment latter there was rising of the earth followed by an enormous expulsion of dirt and smoke; the roar of the explosion lagging behind.
Boommmmmmm!
The tunnel entrance had collapsed the pit now a huge mound of earth and rock. The VX trapped inside the almost airtight glass lined tunnel.
John Vale stood arms across himself in a desperate hug watching the expanding mushroom cloud the explosion feeling like an earthquake. His heart was heavy with grief. “What would he tell the kids?”
He could see a line of dark figures moving back towards the camp. As the dust began to clear he could make out the shape of battle clad troopers. In the middle of the line helped by eager men was the silhouette of two long legged blondes. Each had a camouflage jacket on making a fetching all in one top and ultra short skirt. One was a young cheerleader type definitely looking worse for wear and the other, well he’d recognize her anywhere. It was the best damn sheriff this town had ever had. It was his wife.
That evening Candy stood at her bedroom window her elegant virginal white nightie making her look like marketing mans dream. The sky outside was once again crystal clear the millions of stars like splattered paint on a black roof. The town was in ruins the survivors almost held hostage by the now seemly endless ranks of officials and troops. Tomorrow she’d have to answer question after probing question; but not tonight.
She looked back at her husband as he entered from putting the kids to sleep. At least it would be classified, she didn’t fancy her beloved and the town’s folk knowing all the gory details and neither would poor Daisy Cummings no doubt.
She thought back to those final moments. The saucer has sped away but not vertically as they might have expected. It had only been an hour later when they realized why. The medical jeep had been found on its side the soldiers and the deranged Captain Fin no where to be found. The bugs had decided the captain was one of them by then and they had no intentions of leaving anyone behind.
The mass of slaughtered bugs were decomposing at an incredible rate. The earth’s atmosphere having strange effects on their dead hide’s metabolism. With the aliens discarded pod launcher already airlifted to a secret destination Candy wondered if by dawn any evidence of this invasion would even be left.
“Time to turn in honey,” John said patting the bed.
She turned the moonlight showing her fabulous curves through her light fabric.
“I’ve being waiting for this for the last 24 hours.” She said with a bewitching smile. Her husband’s eyes widening in anticipation.
She bent down her cleavage as deep as the sea and tapped a long nail on his nose cheekily.
“The sleep honey; I mean the sleep.”
A million miles or so away, distance and time increasing experientially was the bugs’ mother craft. The huge cylinder hold vibrated with the power of nearly 300 aroused souls. Bugs monitored the row after row of coffin like capsules each one containing an ex resident of earth.
Each human was in a looped orgasmic nightmare. The experiences of the past night had being carefully recorded by the bugs to play back direct into their pitifully weak subconscious.
Some experienced the taking of Monica the cheerleader. Her orgasm, the bugs orgasm, even Fins. Others Candy and Daisy in the rape nest. Other’s still relived Jed’s face covering splatter of officer Vale; or Jackie first forced cock ejaculation. The humiliation and sensations were still as real and powerful as if they were their own. And with each experience the towns folks bodies pumped gasp after orgasmic gasp of power into the ships hull.
A bug monitored the life signs from the capsule of Love Creeks portly framed store manager. A man in his fifties his mind struggled to accept the impossible. He had breasts, huge perfect domes, and his waist tight and shapely like he’d never known. In his mind he looked down at his flat stunning tummy the sensation of a blue glowing robot cock stretching his pussy beyond imagination. He was coming over and over the orgasmic experience an impossible but heart taxing reality.
The hive mind noted this one wouldn’t last another light jump. But many more would. There were old spinsters who now had the bodies and sensations of ripe virginal teens. Weak no hopers transformed into powerful lustful creatures with cocks and girls to die for. Men fucked as women, women fucked as men, women fucking women as bugs. The possibilities seemed endless each one eventually tailored to get the greatest sexual peak out of each individual. For some this would become a half conscious hell, many others an amoral taboo heaven. But for all it was the same climax after climax inducing experiences.
The hive mind lingered on the sexy sweaty frame of the Sweetheart cheerleader. Monica laid, her back almost in a permanent arch her lovely lips foaming as she rode her climax again and again. Monica had found her optimum frenzy inducing dream. It was that goody bitch Daisy Cummings squealing in the bathroom as her beloved ‘Butch’ hammered away up inside her; Monica experiencing it not as her hated rival but as the confused yet eager dog!
In the flight room the queen monitored nothing and everything in an instance. The ship and her crew were safe for years to come. Eventually these humans would weaken the energy force dissipating. They would not take as long to replace them the next time, the mission to earth had nearly cost the bugs dear.
The queen would have like to have that amazingly sexy law woman here. She was a true warrior breed the bug could appreciate that kind of matriarchal opponent. Candy’s recorded experiences seemed to be the most potent for nearly all of the men and many of the women too. She would have being ideal for creating new experiences to feed the human batteries. But still the head bug had these other beauties in front of her. They could be enhanced and harvested of experiences for many years to come.
The two entwined naked bodies writhed and heaved in a sweaty mess of limbs and torso. Captain Fin was laughing, an insane resigned giggle. Jackie was sobbing her mind not wanting to accept this was her final fate. Jackie’s painfully hard cock was slapping between her thighs Fins hand gripping it tightly. She rolled the hesitant red head onto her back Fin straddling the fat member lowering herself down. Jackie groaned just as much as Fin as the cock buried fully up inside her wet shaft.
Fin leaned forward her hands on Jackie’s tits her lips locking onto her assistants gasping mouth. The lust full captain pulled the young woman’s wrist to her upturned bouncing ass making Jackie’s fingers touch the bitch’s anus. Their eyes widened in unison Fin laughing, nodding her head in delight, Jackie s face one of horror as she slowly helped coax a new pink cock from Fins widening anus.
Jackie continued to sob in despair her hand on this new cock as it curled up from her lover’s rear like a fat tail.
“Yess, yesssss!” Fin moaned, but then suddenly began to cough and tense her neck as if choking.
Her ruby red lips parted, Fin’s ash white face one of astounded amusement. Jackie gave a shriek her own reaction also one of dreamlike disbelief. Fins was coughing and retching a tender pig pink cock from her rapidly filling mouth. The cock snaked out like a creature from a ruby red rimmed den till its girth filled her mouth making her cheeks bulge with the balls.
Fin eyes were crossed as she looked over her nose to this unexpected alteration.
Jackie only had time to give one giggle of mind snapping insanity before Fin thrust down onto her lips in a French kiss deeper and fuller than the young redhead could ever have imagine possible.
The Bug queen checked the console. The ship was recording everything perfectly.
The End
* * * * *
Bibliography.
I hope you enjoyed this tale as much as I did writing it. Thank you for sticking with it and before I finish I’d just like to tip a hat of appreciation to works that helped inspire and influence this tale
HG Wells ‘War of the Worlds’ (Alien invasion, saucers, the full works)
50,s B-Movie ‘Them’ (Large bugs)
50,s B-Movie ‘Invasion of the body snatchers’ (pods)
Tim Burtons ‘Invaders from Mars’ (Itself a B-Movie homage)
‘Star ship troopers’ (bugs etc, who hasn’t seen Denise Richards pinned, about to be stuck in the head with a bony proboscis and thought that’s not where you stick it, call yourself a brain bug!)
‘Cool Devices’ Jap cartoon porn ( female cocks)
‘Barbarella’ (Orgasm machines)
There are many more which I have consciously or sub consciously copied. So I apologize in advance for not including everything. Finally to my knowledge site sentry battalion, alien bugs and the town of Love Creek have never existed. But given what you’ve just read that’s what you would expect them to say.
Regards
Finc

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Lilo and Stitch Ride Again

Lilo & Stitch Ride Again
It had been 11 years since Lilo and Stitch had captured all 626 evil
experiments and turned them to good. Stitch had been lost but had
since regained contact via postcards. Jumba and Plekely had returned
to Jumba’s evil lab, now a successful law firm. Nani and David got
married 2 years later. David died on the honeymoon in a surfing
accident. They never found his body. It was hard for Lilo. She went
through high school with relatively no friends, and she failed to get
into any college, and is now working as a secretary in Farmer Tom’s
Discount Plastic Surgery. It was an okay job. Decent pay, little work.
No benefits except for 1 free procedure. Lilo had grown up a pretty
girl, and was identical to Nani at that age, minus two areas: she had
long, lucious legs and huge, firm breasts. When women came in for a
boob job, they often asked to have what Lilo had. Tom, her boss, was a
nice man. Early 60’s, slightly receding brown hair. Born in
California, he had a bit of a tan, enough that tourists thought he was
a local. Tom had Lilo do a special job every Tuesday morning. In
exchange for double pay, he got a blow job, triple for vaginal sex,
and 5 times pay for anal. Although she had only worked there for a
year, these “extra jobs” allowed Nani to give up work intirely. In the
year Lilo worked there, she had never gone for the third option.
Today, that was about to change…
“Morning Lilo, and isn’t a lovely morning?” said Tom.
“Em, I suppose so.” Lilo answered. “Isn’t there anything special about
today?” “No, not that I can- oh wait, it’s Tuesday, isn’t it?” Lilo
answered sincerely. “Well yes, but… today’s your first anniversary
of working here. And seeing as it’s a Tuesday, I’m going to increase
our “special rates”. Blowjob is an extra weeks wages, normal sex is an
extra months wages, and anal is an extra years wages.” Lilo stood
shocked. She earns just over 60,000 per annum. It was too tempting to
turn down. “I’ll take the third one” she whispered. “Sorry I didn’t quite catch that.” He was trying to
humiliate her. It worked. “I’ll take the third one” “Again?” “I’LL
TAKE THE THIRD ONE!!!” she shouted, obviously frustrated. Good thing
they only did admin work on Tuesdays, and there were no patients
there. “Ah, I thought you said that. Please, join me in my office.” he
said, pointing the way. As she walked past he slapped her roughly on
the ass. “That’s foreplay done with then, straight on to the big
show.” he said with a laugh, then he shut the door behind him.
“Okay Lilo, bend over. You can trust me, I’m a docter!” he joked as
tumbleweed drifted past… She did as told, despite the joke. “Now
take off your clothes, but slowly.” She knew the drill by now. She did
a little strip tease, and was now naked. He soon joined her. He was no
slouch when it came to size. His 11 inch python neary trailed the
floor, it seemed. Lilo was quick to work, as she kneeled down and
tried to devour his entire cock. It was managable flaccid, but as soon
as it got a bit stiff she gagged. “It’s okay honey, you’ll be able to
do it eventually. Now what position do you prefer?” Lilo didn’t have a
preference, she loved them all. “Doggy-style” she finally chose.
“Excellent, my favourite too. Now before the main event I’m going to
stick it in your pussy, just for lube. Now bend over doggy!” Like an
obedient pet she followed her master’s order immediately. “You ready?”
Tom asked. She nodded. Without hesitation, he thundered into her tight
pussy. Instantly he was balls deep. He fucked her for 5 mins this way,
giving her two orgasisms. “Alright, now I’m going to switch holes,
ok?” Again, she just nodded. He pulled out and inserted a finger into
her pussy. He then worked it into her ass. Damn it was her first time.
Slowly he worked in 2, then three. He stopped, and held them there. He
entered her sweet pussy again, but this time slowly. She shuddered
immediately. 3 orgasms. He withdrew from both orifices, and brought
the purple head to her anus. Once again he eased the head in. When it passed her loosened sphincter, it made a ‘pop’ sound. He pushed slowly and gradually into her ass, stopping every once and a while. After 3 mins he was all in. “Okay, I’m all in. Now I’m going to start thrusting, is that ok?” he said. She could only muster a nod through all the pleasure. He started to slowly pull out until only the head was still inside. “Ready?” He didn’t give her a chance to answer. He drove his full length into her virgin ass-hole. “AHHHHHHHHHHHH” she shouted in extreme pain. “Shut the fuck up bitch”. This shocked her, or should I say, it would’ve had she not of been in terrible agony. He thundered into her holiest of holes as hard as he could. She was shrieking in agony, so he shoved his nearby tie into her mouth. He carried on like this for 20 pain-filled minutes for Lilo. He pulled out and slammed it into her still-wet pussy. The force of this caused her gag to fall out. “Take it bitch, take it all!” “Wh-why are you do-doing this to m-me???” She could barely speak. “Because, my dear, our little arrangement is costing me too much. So I decided that I could just have it for free. After I’m done with you, you’ll be going away for a little while. Don’t worry though, my cellar is very comfertable. And soundproof, so you’re not bothered by any outside interference”. “People will see that I’m missing”, she replied, now more able to speak. “Oh it was tragic. She was so young. And her poor sister, another lost in a ‘surfing accident’. Yes, she was so distraught that she took her own life.” While he said this he had stopped pounding Lilo. “You bastard you won’t get away with this!” “Oh I will. Now we’re done conversing so shut the fuck up!” He punched her in the face, breaking her nose. He reached for the tie/gag and returned it it’s new home. He regained his previous pace, thrashing in and out of Lilo. Lilo, strangely enough, hadn’t been crying up till now, even when he broke her nose. She silently cried for a different reason: she was starting to like it. Tom could sense this. “Yeah, you like it, don’t you whore!” With this, he pinched her clit. This sent Lilo over the edge. She shouted again, but now in pleasure. 4 orgasms. “No, no, no STOP! PLEASE!” “Ah c’mon, we both know how you really feel” he said as he pinched and twisted her clit. 5 orgasms. “NO, PLEASE! STOP!” She was strong willed, a trait she inherited from her sister. “Bitch, I’m not done yet. Hey Steve!” ‘What?’ She thought. There was no one else here. While she was pre-occupied thinking about it, she didn’t notice Officer Steve approach her, naked. It being a small town, there was only a small police station, and Steve was the only cop. Well, that and Steve’s elderly father Jim, who was deaf, couldn’t really walk and just wasting time before he shuffled off this great plane. He shoved his 10 inch python into Lilo’s mouth, deep-throating her. She was too surprised to act, and he continued to mouth fuck her, not stopping for air for Lilo. She was about to pass out when he pulled out. So did Tom. ‘Finally’, she thought, ‘it’s finally over.’ Of course, she was wrong. Tom slid underneath her and entered her pussy. Steve stood where Tom stood, and entered her ass. “On the count of 3, ok? 1, 2, 3!” Lilo wondered what Steve meant. She didn’t have to wait long to find out. They slammed into her in unison, then thrusting alternately in and out of her. Again, she screamed in terrible agony, but after a while, once again, she began to feel pleasure building. “Aww shit, I’m going to cum!!!” Tom shouted. “Let’s make a beatiful half-caste whore baby together! Would you like that?” She couldn’t answer. She physically couldn’t. The stimulation she was receiving was too much. 6 orgasms. “AHHHHH TAKE MY HOT CUM!!!!!!! AHHHH!!! Tom came hard in Lilo’s teen pussy. “Ah that was so good. Enjoy your whore baby bitch! Hey Steve, hurry up, we need to get going.” “Arite man” He doubled speed, if it was possible. He lasted another 2 minutes, then he pulled out and moved to the front. He shoved his cock down her throat. Why she allowed it? She was lost in the exstacy. 7 orgasms. She could taste her ass and his precum from his cock. He pumped away for only another minute. He pulled out and unleashed his full load on Lilo’s face. Her entire face was covered, some of it got caught in her hair, and a lot of it coated her back. Tom, now dressed sporting some rubber gloves, held a tooth brush in one hand, a bowl in the other. He slowly and diligently collected all of the cum in the bowl, then got a turkey baster, filled it with the cum and shoved it hard into Lilo’s pussy. “Just to make sure this whore has a bastard kid. Alright, now let’s get out of here. You knock her out an-” Tom couldn’t finish his sentence. He slumped into a pile on the ground. Lilo noticed a scorch mark on his back. “A plasma gun? But only…” She looked up. Sure enough, there was Stitch standing on Steve’s lifeless body. “C’mon, we have to leave now. Get dressed and we’ll get out of here!” Lilo was taken aback. Here was her long lost friend. “You can speak english?” “Well, you didn’t expect me to do nothing in the last 10 years! Now hurry”. Lilo started crying. Again not in pain, but in joy. Her friend was back. She got dressed and they ran home. It was now night time, and nobody saw them run the relatively short distance to Nani’s house. The old family home.
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The curious experiment

Sarah a young girl gets kidnapped by new age scientists, the Genologisht cult, they are trying to breed the human race with an alien species that has submerged on earth and taken in study by the cult.

a girl and her tentacle monster 11

sorry for this one, i currently posted it on another site and then copied it from there and pasted here, still readable tho! enjoy!—————————————————————-

a girl and her tentacle monster 10

As my tentacles began to drink from big sis’s new and improved tits, the ones plugging my own finally released. The pressure did not go away, my nipples not spilling a drop to my initial disappointment. They had grown again from the volume they now held, now about as big as Mommy’s, and I could feel the weight had significantly jumped from the thickening of the milk. I quickly got up again, pulling my soon to be breeding sister from the floor. She seemed hurt that I had stopped her from gobbling up my kitty’s juice, but seemed to forgive me when I pushed her head to my chest.
Her lips closed around my left nipple, the sucking drawing my milk out and giving me some relief. My sigh matched the moment it hit her tongue, and I could see her tasting what had become more of a thick, heavy cream rather than milk for a brief moment before a hunger of unbelievable proportions engulfed her. She grabbed my right tit roughly and pulled its nipple to her mouth as well, mashing them together so she could feast on both at once. When I heard her moan and watched her shudder in as intense and orgasm as I’d given any of them with my tentacles, I knew this was something new. When I remembered the same milk was now in the redhead’s eight much larger tits, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, where the “other” me was, I knew there was yet more to do to the sobbing girl before I could let the others partake of her bounty. Pulling her over, I lay her on her back, the needle tentacles still plugging her up and letting her already absurd tits grow larger with each passing moment. Grabbing my big sis away from the three-way kiss she, Mommy, and little sis were enjoying, I laid her on top of the redhead, enjoying the reversal of fortune from earlier this entailed. Big sis silenced the other girl’s continued crying with a wet kiss, massaging two of her tits at a time to ease the pain of her continued growth.
It occurred to me at this time that, even though I’d been here for several hours, I’d done very little to many of the girls. Being thorough was one thing. Being neglectful was another. There were now plenty of girls to begin feeding those yet to gain my full attention, and I had plenty of milk to sate my appetite for the time being. My tentacles shot out, wrapping up the remaining ten girls, their cries of fear and surprise mixed with arousal coming as music to my ears.
Daddy pulled out of the Asian girl’s mouth, having packed her stomach as full as I had her womb, and helped her roll back so that her tits were available. As I sat two of the blonde girls before her, Daddy reached down and pulled their heads to the smaller girl’s nipples, holding them there till the hormones coursing through their veins and the smell of the leaking milk drove them to drink.
Similar situations unfolded as I made the second brunette and one of the black girls drink from the older Asian woman, got Mommy to feed both tiny breasted blondes, and took special delight in making the last black girl and the huge titted blonde suckle at little sis’s chest, her tiny frame and huge belly looking even stranger two much larger and older girls at her mercy. For the last two, the twin Latinas, I brought them over to me, pushing them into my breeding sister’s chest. Their terror at being so close to me, the source of this madness, aroused me intensely.
I waited till they went docile, not a long wait, before releasing my hold on them and putting the tentacles to better use. They didn’t fear me any less; I had just crushed their flight and fight instincts, the chemicals and mental suggestions bombarding their minds until they didn’t even realize there was an option to run or refuse. My tentacles rubbed all over, teasing them mercilessly but not letting them cum, waiting for the begging I knew would happen.
With things now nicely set up, all my girls properly attended to, it was time to resume impregnation. I positioned myself so that the tips of my twin cocks brushed against big sis’s and the redhead’s kitty, more tentacles helping hold up my breeding sister as she continued to drink and the Latina twins as they fed from her. The needle tentacles pulled away from the redhead’s now insanely huge tits, big sis no longer able to kiss her due to being lifted up so high, not a drop of milk coming out in a mirror of mine. She cupped them in her arms, begging me to drink before she exploded. I grinned, holding a few cock tentacles over her tits and letting the slime from them wash over the flesh, instructing big sis to rub it in. When I told her she had plenty more growing to do, her face fell again. She stopped her crying, acquiescing to my whims at last.
On my orders, big sis grabbed a tentacle at a time, bringing it to the girl’s overstretched nipples. The redhead just looked on in horror, knowing resistance was pointless, as big sis pressed the first one into the opening. Even though each tentacle was a good inch and a half in diameter, big sis still forced them in like a good girl. The redhead gritted her teeth as, one by one, her tits were stuffed again by something far larger than what had just left them. It took her a few seconds to realize each tentacle continued to leak their pre-cum slime even as they plugged her, and she looked at me, begging with her eyes for me to stop, but I just licked my lips and began pushing.
Both were virgins, though big sis was more of a “technical” virgin in that she’d lost it to a tampon rather than a proper cock. Her hymen had been torn, but remnants of it remained, at least until I tore the rest away. Both were incredibly wet, their kitty muscles spasming around me from an infinite number of mini orgasms. It took me only a few thrusts to hit their inner barriers, the sensation of fucking both of them at once up to their cervixes an indescribable one I would have to try again.
As I began thrusting in and out, I also began fucking the redhead’s tits with slow, firm strokes. As much as she had begged me to stop my abuse of her tits in words and body language, the response I got from this action was immediate and intense. He arched her back in the beginning of a massive multi-orgasmic explosion that shook the entire pile of bodies atop her. She screamed in pained delight, her nipples so sensitive that the slightest touch set her off all over again.
Not to deny my big sis this kind of pleasure, I moved a trio of tentacles towards her ass, spreading the cheeks with my hands before sending them right in. She squeaked in surprise, grunting in discomfort for a time before shaking in her own incredible orgasm. The redhead reached up and pulled the tentacles away from my big sis’s breasts, pinching down hard on them and sending a large spray of milk all across her own chest, face, and hair, getting the result she hoped for as my big sis’s waning orgasm gave way to yet another. The twin grips on my cocks were so strong I almost wasn’t able to keep moving, my heightened senses waiting for just the right second before I lunged forward, driving through the final barriers and forcing my cocks into their wombs.
With the both of them screaming at the top of their lungs in abject joy, I forced more and more tentacles up big sis’s ass, the slime letting her stretch to truly incredible size. As a dozen thick tentacles dove up her intestines, her stomach bulged in a twisted snaking motion. Two of the original three stayed near the entrance, planning to douse her rectum with my seed, and the third joined the new ones until they passed into her stomach. There it stayed, waiting to add more semen to the milk and cum sludge that filled every crevice.
Her throat bulged obscenely until the tentacles opened her mouth and wriggled around for a moment. The redhead looked at them, absolutely stunned at what she was seeing, her gasping and moaning continuing regardless as I fucked her womb larger. Big sis pulled the other girl’s hands from her own tits and held them to her bulging stomach, the two of them feeling the pulsing mass embedded in her, the thrusting of my cocks reverberating through it all.
The redhead knew what was expected of her, and finally did it without being forced to. Even as her tits continued to expand ever larger from the milk backing up and the slime flowing steadily into them, she opened her mouth and let the slime and drool from my big sis’s mouth drip into her own. She swallowed again and again for almost a minute before trying to lift her head so that the tentacles would come to her. As a reward, I sent them all forward at once, plunging the lot of them into her throat and pushing onward in a reverse of what I had just done to big sis.
Unable to kiss, the tentacles formed a foot long bridge between the girls’ mouths. I heard gasps from around the room, my un-bonded harem girls looking on in horror at what they knew would be their own fate but unable to tear themselves away from their feeding. The bulge moved down the redhead’s esophagus, through her stomach, then forced her belly to expand as they moved through the winding path of her intestines.
When, at long last, they pushed their way free of her ass, I quickly sent half into each of their kitties, right along side my thrusting cocks. I threw all my strength into each thrust, the slapping of flesh echoing through the room. The two girls seemed barely conscious, their eyes nearly rolled back into their heads, as I felt that same twinge build. I quickly pulled my breeding sister away from my tits and set her head down near our kitties, pulling a tentacle out of each of my victims and pushing it deep down her throat. With the two Latinas suckling and looking on with her, I let her watch up close and personal how I knocked them both up.
I felt my cocks and tentacles expand in size, the semen rushing through the tentacles even as my cocks began filling the two girls with gush after gush of potent sperm. Even through the tentacles, I heard the redhead screaming in real pain, even as she orgasmed, knowing the tentacles fucking her tits were unloading pint upon burning pint into her already overstretched mammaries.
It took a bit longer for it to pass through, but the semen pumping through my other tentacles hit their marks. They had wound their way around my cocks, stroking each one even as they all began coming, the volume flowing directly towards their now hyperactive ovaries increasing six-fold. My breeding sister greedily slurped up all the sperm being shot down her throat watching in fascination as I just kept coming and coming.
Like all the others, the two girls’ bellies began to balloon outward. Big sis was lifted upwards evenly, the redhead’s tits growing to keep pace with her belly. Not once did any of them show the slightest bit of sag, the flesh supple yet firm and letting them hold their shape even with their now incredible mass. The extra cum flowing into big sis’s ass and stomach began squirting out both ends, dousing the redhead and myself in a fresh coat of thick, pure white semen. We could see their eggs being fertilized en masse, both muffling noises through the tentacles that sounded like “thank you”, our collective orgasms winding down through many smaller aftershocks.
I panted from where I lay across my big sis’s back, slowly pulling my tentacles out of the two girls along with my cocks. I pulled big sis off the redhead, laying them next to each other as I admired my handiwork. Big sis sported a proud, nearly 8 months pregnant-looking belly full of my young, her hands rubbing all over it, and even over the bulge in her stomach, still visible even with her womb so over full. I’d planted a different kind of surprise in her stomach and intestines with those tentacles, but she wouldn’t know about that till they matured.
The redhead’s belly was just as large, but her tits dwarfed even it. It might seem excessive to you, but it was necessary in order to feed the legions of young that would soon be born. In fact, I was already eyeing the rest of them, wondering how many others would be fit for this transformation. I watched as she took the top two tits and twisted them around, easily reaching her mouth as she began to feed. The cum and milk mixture would be pleasure incarnate. Unable to resist, I sent out six of my sucker tentacles to begin feeding from the free ones.
As soon as I did so, any and all tiredness left my body, and my energy levels increased yet again. My twin cocks sprang back to life, larger than ever, and were promptly engulfed by my breeding sister’s mouth. I forced her mouth up and down violently, hearing her choke on them in mid-orgasm, and began cumming almost immediately. After the first few spurts, I pulled free and began coating her head and chest in a paste of cum, the insanely arousing drought coming from the redhead’s tits not letting me stop for a full three minutes.
Having completely soaked her black skin in my white cum and left a massive puddle of semen on the floor, the smell of sex was completely overwhelming. I let her go, letting her scrub herself in the pool of sperm, and turned my attention to the twin Latinas. Being so close, they had been completely bowled over by the glut of pheromones, and were now fucking each other furiously. When they saw me looking at them, they immediately stopped and turned their kitties toward me, raised them up in tandem and begged me to impregnate them.
Well, since they asked so nicely…

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the python part 1: the transformation

when dave woke up it all seamed like an unreal dream to him. the last thing he remembered was his band rehearsing in a deserted house playing a Gun’s N’ Roses cover when all the sudden two girls walked in and he started feeling lightheaded (he just figured it was the 4 beers her drank earlier)he collapsed to the floor in a split second he was out like a light,he was wide awake now and he tried to asess his situation. he was tied up naked on his back spread eagle, and on top of that he had a massive hangover.
he looked around him with care takeing specian attention to the python in ins cage to his left. he started to panic as he thought he was going to die.
his heart skipped a beat when the door burst open and in walked the two girls from last night only now he could stay awake. he observed that they where both really hot and both also dressed in latex catsuits.as his cock stired the blonde girl slapped him on his balls and he yelped, suddenly the brunnette spoke her voice sounded like she was either high or possesed ”i am tiffany the owner of the house you wher trespassing in last night. and this is my daughter ashley”
suddenly he believed all the stories about this place being haunted. out of nowhere ashley slams her pussy in his face and orders him to bake her cum.
he was licking and sucking her pussy lips as best as he could but he didnt have a clue what he was doing. he was rigid by now and tiffany pulled her daughter off of him and he could tell that they where whispering somthing but he couldnt hear.ashley turned back to him for a second with a smile on her face, and he swore her eyes looked like a snakes for that split second. all he heard the women say was “should we?” ”i dont know if he can handle it but who really cares if he cant?” ”okay lets do it”
they both started getting out of the latex and dave thought that this got a hell of a lot better! they turned to him and stood next to eachother
he just layed there stareing at thier pussy’s wondering how they would feel.that was when they started chanting something
he could not understand them but he observed thier changes. both girls now had eyes like the python in the cage and they where growing somthing from just above thier vagina’s it didnt take long for him to realize what was comeing he could make out the distinct look of a huge cock sproutin ourt of them only it looked lie it had scales on it
when bothe had stoped growing he tried to guess thies size’s ashleys looked to be about 10” while tiffany’s looked to be at least 14”
he started to freak out when he saw how huge they where. and almost broke free of his bindings when ashley grabbad him by the hips and tried to force her cock into him he cried in pain and started pleading for them to stop
but tiffany just shoved her massive cock down his throat. ashley had givven up her plan to burry her cock in cuick and decided to slowly insert it dave was really in agony right now. he could barely breathe and his asshole hurt really bad from the pounding he was taking. ashley was burried deep in him now and started to pull out a little before raming her cock back into him it started to hurt less and less as ashley went on and he started to moan at the pleasure. tiffany noted this and talked to ashley she sounded like a demon this time ”this little whore we piched up seems to like your cock. what do you say after you cum you go get al?” ” oh my god mom! i dont think he could fit him!”
just thetiffany started cumming and then pulled out of his mouth getting her jizz all over his face and hair.as she did that ashley let out a squeal and suddenly daves ass was fillin more than he knew any cock could cum!
now was the part he dreaded! who was al? and more important how big was his cock?
his answer cam soon as ashley went over to the cage to get the python. dave started to panic as he figured al was right in front of him
ashley kissed the big snake
dave guessed it was about 30” long and 3” wide and threw it on his chest. he figured if he move the snake would panic so he remianed still as the snake made its way down his body and slid itself up his well lubed asshole. the snake was causing him to scream in pain the girls just stood there watching with rageing hardons
the snake was about halfway in his ass when dave exploded. it felt like no other orgasm he had ever had, he came more than he had ever cum before
that was when he notticed the change. his dick looked smaller than it used to be and his balls where shriveling up into his body
that made dave yell even louder he plaeded with them “please stop it! what is it doing?”
to wich came the reply ” he is absorbing himself into your body. in the process you will be turned into a rather handsome woman with a surprise like us”
he started to scream agian as he felt his pelvis shatter and re-form into a more feminen oneand he notticed his dick was all gone now hidden in his body. and a new vagina was forming. it felt weird but dave had resigned himself to his fate long ago. the snake was buyyied all the way now and he started to feel his face change shape which caused him to let out another scream, and a more highpiched one came after that as he felt his skin streatch and a beaitiful pair of tits came out bigger than ashleys
the pain started to gradually gow away as the tranformation was almost over the final touches where needed to compleate the process as daves hair grew longer and his breasts grew bigger he felt a jolt go through him as the snake rubbed his G-spot
the transformation was compleate so the snak crawled its way out of daves mouth as he gaged on it
tiffany came over and said this to dave ” you are now dana and you will learn to love being a woman with a hidden cock
dave (dana now) started to cry and ashley came over to hug her new sister

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the python part 2:danas new life

dave (dana now) just laid there on the table he was tied too he didnt struggle anymore. he was to far changed to go back. so he just gave up and decided to try to enjoy being a woman. danas mind drifted to his girlfriend would she still love me if i make it out of here? how will i explain this? as if they could hear what he was thinking tiffany replied to him ”you will see your girlfriend agian i assure you. we have no intention of killing you or keeping you hostage here. as for how you explian this, people will see you as a girl when you walk out of here today. they will be as if you have always been a girl and your girlfriend will see you as a female with a surprise”
”why did you do this to me?” “oh come on dana” replied ashley ”you know you where always curious what being a girl would feel like. being fucked as a girl. and sucking cock” ”in fact i am going to let you feel how it feels to be fucked in your new vagina”
”oh my god please dont” ashley just smiled as she lubed up her 10” monster and slipped it into danas pussy without a condom
dana was grunting in pain from being penatrated and when ashley broke through her hymen she could barley breathe it was so painful
but ashley ignored her painful crys and kept fucking her in her pussy. after about 3 or so minutes of being fucked dana was in heaven with ashleys cock going balls deep in her hot cunt. that was when it happened.dana exploded in extacy he had never felt anything better even when he fucked his girlfriend he was in heaven and wanted to stay a girl forever.then it came to him ”wait what happens if you cum inside me?” but she ignored him and fucked harder and he started to panic as her cock started to twitch inside his pussy and then he felt her cum inside him more than she had before she pumped him so full of cum he started to leak it out of his pussy
that is when they tilted the table up so the cum would stay in and then they left. he was left to wonder how hard it would be to be pregnant
he fell asleep for what seemed like forever in her tired mind worn out from the transformation
they burst in and woke him up sweetly latter that night and let him loose. he wanted to runaway and get the police but the girls told him all his records would show that he was dana summersand had always been. they gave him some clothes and told him that ashley would help him dress if he needed it. he looked puzzeled at them and ashley told him ”you have band practice tonight it would be rude of you not to show up
so dana got dressed in what they brought a pair of sexy pink panties with a matching bra, tight jeans and a tight-ish velvet revolver t-shirt, and her favorite of all was the piar of pink hightop chuck taylor converse, dana was instructed to not try to flee from them and just act like normal so when she was dropped off at her house she went to her room and found it was a little different. everything was there. it just had more of a girly touch to it, even when she went out to her car to get a pack of cigerettes she notticed that her car was still that beat up camaro but it was pink and girly. she just grabbed her pack of cigerettes and her lighter and lit up a smoke then hopped in the drivers seat and drove to the bands meeting placeall the while loving being a girl that much more. dana almot panicked when she thought she forgot her guitar at home but remembered that she put it in the trunk so she drove up the driveway to see carrie the bassist in the band allready waiting for her (they had been longtime pals but now she wondered if their freindship would be the same)when dana steped out of her car she was instantly atacked by her friend and she even grabed danas guitar case for her and they walked in together
when dana walked in everyone was set up someone had even taken the time to plug in her amp to the reciver (for those of you who dont speak band talk:you hook up the reciver to the amp and then u hook up the transmiter to your guitar or bass and presto instant wireless amp)and do everything but plug in her guitar for her
when carrie set danas guitar case down on the amp dana walked over and opened it. she thanked god that it hadent been pink. it was still her favorite guitar
her cherry red Fender Stratocaster with the bridge pickup swapped out for a humbucker. it was a gift from her father before he died of a heart atack, she loved the damn thing! she would never put it down unless they had an acoustic set.she took a second to feel the guitar before she picked it up, it felt heavier somehow but she just willed herself to pick it up.the strap was somthing she never changed nor wanted to it suited her. she strapped the guitar on and strumed it. she missed its scream
the rest of the night went by real fast
when she got home her girlfriend was already there. dana made up her mind right there as long as she had sarah she didnt care if she was a female. she started kissing sarah as if they where doing it for the last time. sarah started taking danas clothes off and dana took sarahs off as soon as they where undressed dana was kissing sarah up and down and dana concentrated as hard as she could to make her dick grow and it worked. it was almost 4 inches bigger now it was 12” she started fucking sarah slow and grew her pace when she knew she wouldnt hurt sarah she was pumping with all her might when she came in sarahs pussy and just started kissing her passionatly. they fell asleep together and slept soundly till dana woke up for work
when she was at work her boss started yelling and then she got fed up with him and told him to kiss her ass
that was the end of that job
she drove her beat up car home and decided to just play her fender for a while to clear her head. about halfway through the solo for sweet child o mine there was a knock at the door…………it was ashley and tiffany. she invited them in and offered them a cigerette and lit hers up
that was when her friend carrie came over for a few drinks and a smoke
and that was when dana notticed that her belly had gotten bigger

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Hell Knight Rampage – 1

Hello, so this is my first story of a sexual nature. I’ve got a lot of fantasies like this, and I hope to write more. Please note, I mostly just enjoying rape and snuff fantasies involving games and sometimes other media. If you don’t like it, then that is fine. If you like it, let me know how I can write it better. I am thick skinned, so no worries.

Eleven

ELEVEN
  Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or ideas for Doctor Who.(You guys have asked for a longer story, so here it is! This isn’t a continuation of my Beach story though. ^^; 
This is a Doctor Who fanfic (Amy/The Doctor). I don’t do het stuff, sorry! Anyway, for those of you who don’t watch the most recent DW, I’ll try and explain as much as possible. Also; there’s quite a bit of actual storyline in the beginning. So if you’re too impatient for that then skip to the sexytime.)
 
Amy crossed her arms, looking sullenly at the TARDIS console. It was early; she knew, even if she couldn’t look outside its indescribably blue doors. The Doctor would be sleeping.
It seemed like the first time, she mused, that she’d woken before him. The Doctor always seemed to be awake, always watching. He refused to admit it, but Amy knew that sometimes he even watched her sleep. 
As she took another step to sit down on one of the two chairs in the control room, the TARDIS suddenly lurched forward. Amy was thrown against the console, knocking levers out of place and pressing some multicolored buttons. 
 
 The time machine began making loud sounds that 
resembled a cat yowling – also while spewing ketchup onto the floor. Alarmed, Amy pressed more buttons and pulled levers. Nothing was working. Steam exploded from somewhere behind her. 
“Amy Pond! What’ve you done this time?!” The Doctor scolded as he sprinted into the room. The Time Lord must have been doing something before he came in. A smear of grime was on one cheek. His dark hair was plastered across his forehead, and his sleeves were pulled up at his elbows. But of course, his bowtie was perfectly in place; it always was.
  He spared one exasperated look at her, then got to work. Amy stepped back and watch him run around the console, murmuring to the TARDIS under his breath and resetting the buttons lovingly.
Lovingly. The one thing he rarely showed to Amy.  
She sighed, brushing her fiery red hair behind an ear as she prepared an apology. 
“Sorry. Something happened – I fell,” she said, her words sharp with her Scottish accent. It sounded stupid as she said it. The Doctor looked at her, a small smile on his face. 
“Don’t worry, Pond. You haven’t done too much damage.. this time.” 
She rolled her eyes, but was glad that he had improved in mood. He turned back to the console and flipped a switch. Amy watched his pale, long hands. She knew his touch was as light and gentle as a feather. Sometimes she wanted to hold his hand, and forget the rest of the world was there.
 But she could see the world. And many more worlds, and galaxies, and wonders in his eyes. Such old, knowing eyes. 
The Doctor brought her thoughts back. “So Pond. When you said ‘something happened’, what did you mean?” He asked, pausing briefly to rest his elbows on the console and gaze casually at her. 
 “The TARDIS just sort of .. y’know. Lurched forward. I think it landed.” 
She figeted with the edge of her red sweater. The Doctor nodded.
“Ah! She landed! Let’s see where she’s taken us this time,” he lept from the console platform to the blue doors and threw them open. 
The countryside had rolling green hills dotted with cows and goats grazing on the grass. Wheat swayed in the wind in the field across from them. It was a cloudless, beautiful, perfect day for exploring. For once, Amy wished that they wouldn’t encounter an alien during this trip. No invasion, no kidnapper/attackers. Just quality time with the Doctor. Alone time.
 The corner of her mouth quirked into a smile.
“Ahh, the country! It reminds me of that time in Scotland!” The Doctor called out as if the cows could hear him. 
Amy looked at him oddly. He hesitated. 
“Nevermind. Forget I said that. Anyway – enjoy the fresh air!” The Doctor inhaled then coughed. “Forget I said that also. It smells like .. horse manure.. Gallifreyan sewers. Ha.” 
They stepped outside and looked around. The Doctor pulled on his tweed jacket, and closed the TARDIS doors. On the outside, it looked like a mere police call box (albeit a striking blue). In reality, it was a time machine. It could be described as “bigger on the inside”.
And the Doctor was a Time Lord. In short: he’s a Gallifreyan, a (pretty much extinct) species of time travelers who look like humans. Or humans look like them. Whatever.
 But there are some differences. Like they have two hearts. Or, instead of dying, they simply regenerate – the same person, with a new face, body, and personality. This was the Doctor’s eleventh regeneration. So the Doctor was around 900 years old, though he looked twenty or so. 
  One day Amy would grow too old for him and he’d move on. That was what she feared, anyway.
“Pond, pay attention.” The Doctor’s voice called her back down to earth. Amy turned around.
“Sorry, what?”
“I SAID we’re in medieval England. Back in the feudal times, where you lot had lords and whatnot. Ooh, and the churches! Let’s go meet some priests!” 
— (three hours later)
“And that’s how I talked giant eyeball prison wardens to leave earth, taking the deadly “Prisoner 0″ off of Earth forever. Oh, and don’t even get me STARTED on the Weeping Angels.” The Doctor nodded in self-satisfaction. 
 The peasant man just stared. “Wha? I’m ‘fraid I don’t understand, sir.. you wanted the directions to what now?” 
“Something interesting,” the Doctor grinned, twirling his sonic screwdriver nonchalantly in his fingers. 
“And safe. You know; maybe some sight-seeing!” Amy cut in. She wanted to do something other than having to fight for her life. 
Of course, the shabby man looked at them like they were from another planet (and technically they were). After a long while he spoke. “Well you see, there’s been a sorta.. disturbance ’round the town. Some people go there and don’t come back! That’ll be pretty interest’n.” He smiled toothily at them. 
“That doesn’t sound exactly scenic..” Amy muttered, but the Doctor rubbed his hands together. 
“Excellent! Now where would we find such a place?” 
The man simply pointed behind the Doctor. In the distance, shadowed from the face of the afternoon sun, was an enormous mansion. Amy wondered how they could have possibly missed that when they first looked around. 
 It would’ve been impossible. Then again, if the Doctor was to be involved, then of course something was going to be impossible.
—(30 minutes later)
Amy tugged on the Doctor’s sleeve. 
“I really don’t want to go in there. You know, those times when you know something’s wrong? I’m getting that feeling right now,” she pleaded. The Doctor turned to look at her. He gave one shake of his head and returned to gazing up at the front of the building. 
Even though it was bright and sunny outside, the house was like the ugly scar of the beautiful country. The grass around it was dead, and the trees brittle and bare. It was definitely a mansion- well-decorated on the outside. It just gave off an impressive (albeit eerie) vibe. 
“Let’s go in,” the Doctor said. Amy began to protest again, but the Doctor had already lept up the stairs and went up to the enormous double-doors. He knocked cheerfully once she stepped up to him. 
  Of course, nothing answered. He took out his sonic and pointed it at the door. The click of the lock inside signaled the Time Lord, and he pushed the two doors open. 
“Woah.” 
That basically summed it up. The house, though dreary on the outside, looked well-kept and lively on the inside. 
“Don’t touch anything.” The Doctor warned her, like a parent leading a child into an antique shop. He propped the doors open while she ventured inside.
The entire main room was about two livingrooms wide. The floor was black and white checkered marble, with red velvet carpets crisscrossing over the area. A fireplace crackled in the corner to their left. A grand staircase led to the upper floors directly in front of them. 
 The furniture looked modern (for the medieval ages). A red plushy couch sat in front of the fireplace. Busts of royalty appeared every now and then. There was a grand piano, too, in the far corner.
“Fascinating,” said the Doctor as he examined everything carefully, “not a speck of dust on ..anything. Do you suppose there’s a caretaker of some sort?” 
Amy didn’t answer his question. She studied a red vase filled with white lilies. The Doctor glanced at her.
“Remember not to touch anything.” 
“I won’t! I didn’t forget the first time,” Amy retorted. She dropped her hand to go move closer to the Doctor. When she moved forward, she knocked down the pedestal that the vase rested on. It tumbled over and shattered. 
The Doctor spun around, grabbed Amy’s arms, and moved her behind him. He eyed the vase with his sonic primed and ready to go. 
“Amy, I thought I told you..” 
“Sorry!” She squeaked. “Sorry, sorry.” 
Something clunked at the top of the stairs. Amy and the Doctor both looked up. There was a greenish, faint aura that seemed to linger there. 
“That’s .. not a ghost, right Doctor? Doctor?” She asked, starting to get panicky. The Doctor heard her heartbeat begin to speed up.
He raised his sonic and pointed it at the aura, then checked its readings. 
“No, not a ghost. It’s rather like the embodiment of an-”
Amy screamed. The aura sped down the stairs and straight at them – and it passed right through the Doctor. She jumped back, terrified, as the Doctor doubled over. A greenish color swirled about him before dissipating. 
“Doctor?” Amy asked tentatively. The Doctor turned around to face her. She sighed in relief. Nothing seemed to be wrong with him physically. “I think we should leave now. Before something else happens.” 
“No. Let’s stay. I want to explore the rest of the house.”
  The Doctor said this robotically, and spoke in monotone. 
“What? No! Are you okay?” 
Amy began to sense that there was indeed something wrong with the Doctor. He stared at her, then slowly began to move forward, towards her.
“I’ve been alone for so long in this house. So long, Amy.” 
The doors swung shut. Amy backed away. 
“So long without a woman’s touch. The feel of her skin..” 
“Doctor,” she warned lowly. For every step she retreated, he moved forward. “Don’t do this. Fight it.” 
The Doctor just smiled, slowly. There was an agonizing silence,  and then lunged for her.
Amy tried to dash for the side, but he was too quick. He pinned her against a mahogany wall, with her arms up above her. She screamed and fought. But whatever was controlling the Doctor was far too strong. He leaned against her chest and silenced her with a rough kiss to her lips. She could feel him up against her. His erection against her crotch. 
 “Why do you fight me? Isn’t  this what you’ve always wanted?” The Doctor purred. “I know. You’ve been fantasizing about it.” 
 She continued to twist and struggle, but his words were true. Even as he said them, her resistance fell and she began to put more passion into the kisses. When he released her wrists she wrapped them around his waist.
The kisses were intoxicating. She didn’t notice when he slipped off her sweater, pulled away her clothes to reveal her in her black-laced bra and panties. They were a stark contrast to her pale skin.
  He began to undress, too. He threw his jacket aside, undid his suspenders and unbuttoned his shirt. They continued to kiss fiercely, while moving towards the couch. They fell upon the red cushion, with Amy lying on the bottom. It took no time before the Doctor was feeling her breasts and then caring tenderly over them. 
“I .. I need..” She barely panted. She tried to express just how badly she wanted him, but he was going to torture her and take his time. 
 The Doctor did one final kiss and then began to nibble at her ear, causing her to cry out in pleasure. He moved to her neck, then kissed her collarbone. He brushed his lips against each breast in turn, and then trailed soft kisses down her belly, then to her thighs.
 He very slowly pulled her panties down her legs, hunger in his eyes when he saw they were soaking. 
 He put his head between her legs and began to very softly lick up the juices between her thighs. He played with her clit while he did this. Amy was breathless and was struggling not to buck against him. 
“Doctor! Now! Please,” she whimpered, spreading her legs wide for him. The Doctor stepped out of his underwear, revealing his rock hard (and throbbing) cock. He swept forward and with one stroke buried himself in her. She gasped and then moaned. He pulled out so that the tip of his cock was just inside her – then thrust back in again.
 The Doctor put on hand om her hip, and one on her breast, and moved slowly in and out. 
Amy felt amazing, and she was nearly on the brink of orgasm. She felt like wet, wonderful velvet. Everything about her drove the 
Time Lord absolutely mad.
The Doctor was now having trouble staying quiet and he began to grunt with each thrust in her.
He began to go hard, but slow, ramming his full length into her with each time. Amy reached with one hand down to her clit and began to pleasure herself in time with his thrusts. 
 After a short while of this, the Doctor began to go faster. She cried out in surprise at the sudden increase of speed. 
He swiftly changed positions so he was directly above her, and began to fuck her just as quickly as before. She took her hands and ran them through his hair, then grasped his shoulders. Her nails dug into his skin.
This, combined with the amazing heat and pressure he felt against him, finally drove him into climax. He exploded inside her – and sent ropes of cum into her. Almost instantly after, she orgasmed as well. Her pussy tightened around him and her own cum mixed with his. 
As he pulled his limp cock out of her and collapsed, exhausted, onto the couch, sperm gushed out of her. Amy sighed and laid her arms back. Finally, after what she’d longed for for so long, it had happened.
Sure, it took some ghost-mind-influencing. But she went with the “doesn’t matter, had awesome Time-Lord sex” thought. 
  
The Doctor fell asleep rather quickly. Amy didn’t blame him – he had been controlled by a freaky aura. She put one of the silky blankets over him, then admired the smooth contours of his face. She’d never really noticed it before, but his skin was nearly flawless. He was warm, too, whereas the rest of the room was rather chilly. 
 She sighed once, contentedly. Amy was far too tired to try and find a place to clean herself up at the moment. She returned to the warm cushions, curled up around a pillow, and fell effortlessly into sleep.
—(later)—
 Amy opened her eyes. It was warm, and comfy. She snuggled with the blankets and adjusted her sleeping position. 
   Strange. She had so much room on this couch to stretch. 
Then she realized she was on her bed, in the TARDIS. Her confusion turned to disappointment. 
 She wasn’t in the creepy-medieval-mansion anymore. The Doctor wasn’t curled up sleepily across from her. 
She sighed. It had just been another crazy fantasy that her brain had concocted for her. She climbed out of her cozy bed, rubbing her eyes, and shuffled into the TARDIS console room.
“Good morning, Amelia.” 
The Doctor’s voice came from somewhere below her. Since the console room’s floor was transparent, she peered down to the niche where the Doctor worked on the TARDIS’s technical features. He rested on a hammock, laying before the impossibly difficult machinery that was the TARDIS. 
 “Morning,” she returned casually. He tossed a piece of smoking metal below the hammock. Other mechanical items were strewn about there as well. 
“Still sore from yesterday?” He asked as if he were asking about the weather. 
“What?” Her heart fluttered in hope.
“Don’t tell me you forgot. You were so excited you practically ripped my pants off,” the Doctor said sarcastically. 
“That really happened? The- the ghost and the sex? All of it?” She came down the stairs to peer at the doctor quizzically. The Time Lord merely glanced at her, and smiled. 
 “Go and make yourself some breakfast, Pond. I’ll take you somewhere fun today,” he promised. Amy’s face lit up and she rushed off.
 The Doctor sighed, amused. She may have not remembered, but he remembered every detail. The sweat on her pale skin, the shine of pleasure in her eye.  Amy had wanted that for so long. Oh, he knew. He knew the whole time. He’d been wanting that as well.
 He especially liked to watch while she was sleeping. Her expression was so peaceful. Of course, he’d had almost an hour to observe, because he carried her back to the TARDIS. 
Because she’d been asleep she might have questions. Like if she snored or something silly. But maybe she’d ask if he was still possessed. And .. he might have to .. stretch the truth about that.. 
The Doctor slid off of the hammock and brushed the hair out of his face. The “ghost” wasn’t actually a ghost, it was a sort of bioluminescent buglike creature called a “Clarus creatura” that liked to linger around old human buildings. They ate dust motes, which was why the mansion was spotless. 
And they didn’t actually possess people. The Doctor smiled and prepared to go up and meet her for breakfast.
 He had been in control the whole time. 
But … Amy didn’t need to know that.

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Trapped in a Tower

Anyway, this is my first story on the site. I got the idea while on Kong one day from 1shawn1, who is writing a story. I said it needed a shitload of sex because it had a lot of potential, but he said he didn’t want to. So, I’m writing it!