Chapter 1: Birth is a Process

Shivering with fear, Devon and Darla gripped each other's hands tightly as they were ushered forward. At seven-years-old, the twins were aware that something very bad had happened to their ship and that their mommy and daddy were no longer with them. Moreover, they both realized that this ship, with it's sharp edges and dark shadows and scary looking aliens, was very different from the warm and welcoming interior of the UCD Swan; their parent's deep space exploration vessel and the only home they could remember. Clad only in their pajamas, the twins weaved through the confusing corridors while the guards behind them occasionally corrected their course and steered them to some unknown destination.

A door appeared before them and the twin's anxiety spiked. Though they couldn't read the alien language posted above the portal, both knew that their fate lay beyond the ominous black gateway and neither were particularly inclined to pass through. When the door opened, however, neither had time to contemplate what was next as the guards, apparently ready for this prisoner escort to be finished, roughly pushed the youngsters past the threshold before the door snapped shut behind the kids. For little Darla, this was simply too much. Letting out a loud wail, the girl suddenly began to weep violently as she stood stock still, eyes closed and her thin nighty little protection from the terror consuming her. Devon wanted to cry as well, but the little boy summoned all his strength and remained quiet.

In front of the children was a bevy of what appeared to be medical equipment and several of the aliens busily participating in a variety of tasks. Roughly humanoid in shape and wearing uniforms similar to the guards, the aliens had smooth brown skin and no visible hair. Their wide insect-like eyes were prominently featured on their face while their mouths seemed to take up the entire bottom-half of their heads and was made up of a dark gelatinous membrane that vibrated as they spoke to each other. Each hand contained seven long and dexterous fingers that moved smoothly over their workstations and none appeared to notice Devon and Darla.

Just as Devon began to wonder what he and his sister were going to do, two aliens, previously unseen because they were on the side of the room, swiftly fell upon the twins and, picking the children up, strode confidently into the fray. Before Devon or Darla could react, both found themselves on individual beds, much like the medical beds back on the Swan, and a gaggle of aliens, now seemingly very interested, surrounded each child. Though Devon and Darla protested, fought, and cried, their pajamas were quickly removed and their limbs were stretched away from their torsos. Four thin elastic bands, cool to the touch and feeling of leather, were slid effectively onto each limb and pushed up to the base until they seemed to symbolically separate the children's arms and legs from their torsos. Then the aliens stepped backwards.

Confused, Devon and Darla took a moment to look at each other and see that their sibling wore the same four bands. "What... What is..." began Darla before one of the aliens pressed a small button on the command console and her question was interrupted by a surprised yelp. The bands were doing something.

As each child looked at the arm bands curiously, their limbs below the bands suddenly blinked out of existence. First they were there, solid and real. The next moment they were gone, as if they never existed. In their place was a small flesh-like covering that seemed to cap the missing limb much as the flesh of an amputee would grow over an incision. Both Devon and Darla cried out in horror and their eyes darted to their legs where, to their horror, they discovered that everything below the bands on their hips had disappeared and was replaced by the same flesh-like cap. The shock of loosing their limbs in such a dramatic fashion had an obvious effect - both immediately tried to sit up and protest. However, with no arms or legs, the children discovered that their balance, and indeed their mobility, was now completely gone. Devon, so surprised by his lack of balance, began to roll to his side and it was the quick reaction of one of the aliens that saved the boy from tumbling to the ground.

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The children needn't have worried, however. Over the course of the next few days, as the alien craft sped towards it's home, the children would discover that their limbs still existed. Indeed, though they couldn't understand the technology involved, both Devon and Darla learned that when the bands were activated, their limbs were encased in a pocket of subspace and the band, which intercepted all incoming data directed to their limbs, simply replaced that data with the feeling of the fleshy covering now seemingly grafted to their skin. While in the bands, the children had, for all practical purposes, no arms and legs. When out of the bands, which occurred every few hours so the children could clean themselves, relieve themselves, eat, and exercise a bit, both Devon and Darla were both normal seven-year-olds.

Chapter 2: The Games Children Play

Mo'olak Jtsktto, one of the most renowned engineers of the empire, sat in the most comfortable chair of his home and stared at the two human pets who floated only a short distance from him; their bodies lying parallel to the ground as their heads stared at the ceiling. He'd purchased them only an hour ago for his son U'llka in the hopes that the boy would learn some responsibility in caring for another living creature. He'd originally only selected the female but, as the human children began to make an obnoxious noise, he decided that these two, obviously siblings, would be able to entertain each other when U'llka was busy elsewhere and thus purchased the pair. Scanning the two, Mo'olak pondered his purchase.

The male and the female were roughly the same size, their bodies armless and legless as the bands held them captive and easy to handle. Reaching out, Mo'olak drew his finger lightly down the female's left hip and across the flesh-band covering her missing limb. She let out a small squeak, the touch obviously surprising. Taking hold of the male, Mo'olak spun the human upside down so that it was now facing the floor and proceeded to re-check the small anti-gravity emitter that had been installed along the flesh of child's spine. Satisfied, Mo'olak spun the male around again and stared at his son's newest pets.

Their skin was smooth and pale, with the only hair being that on the top of their heads. It was dark in color, somewhere between a black and a brown. The male's hair was much shorter than the female's hair - almost certainly a cultural idiosyncrasy - and though he personally found the idea of hair to be distasteful, he decided not to do anything about it. Their bodies were similar in muscle tone and make-up, though Mo'olak supposed that these two would diverge developmentally when their bodies transitioned into adulthood. Their eyes were green, their noses small and upturned, and their mouths, quivering in fear at the moment, seemingly too small to be much use for anything. The main difference between the two was their genitals, which Mo'olak gave a cursory glance at before leaning back into his seat. The empire, Mo'olak knew, rarely encountered humans and he was glad. "Ugly creatures..." he muttered to himself.

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U'llka was jubilant that evening when he got home and discovered his new pets. At eight-years-old, U'llka had been anxious to get a pet and demonstrate his ability to be responsible. After thanking his father profusely and with many promises that he would take good care of the humans, U'llka and his father had a long discussion about responsibility and the nature of caring for another living creature. He'd have to take the humans outside regularly so they could do their business and train them so as to make their needs known. He would also need to clean them after said business was done as they couldn't clean themselves. He'd need to feed them regularly. Most importantly, he'd need to make sure they received their medications so they didn't get sick and so that their limbs didn't weaken or atrophy from non-use (as father and son decided it would be much too much trouble to actually release the humans from the bands - thus they would be given medications so as to keep their bo dies in good condition). When U'llka asked about sex, his father assured him that he could engage in sex-play with his pets (as it was normal and as U'llka, a very sexual child himself, needed an outlet) but that he better not harm the pets. Linking the pet's anti-gravity units to his own bioneural implant so he could direct the pets with a thought, and with a great hug for his father, U'llka, with Devon and Darla floating behind him, headed off to bed.

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Then U'llka remembered that he had responsibilities. He fed the pets. He took them out and somehow, through demonstrations and pantomime, convinced them to do their business in the yard (the pets both initially refused and turned red when they finally released their bladders). Then he cleaned them up (causing them again to turn red). Then he went off to bed.

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"I don't know" Darla said snappishly to Devon the next day when the small child alien had finally left them alone. Devon, always thinking that she might know something he didn't know, had been pestering her for the past few minutes as to what she thought was going on. The child alien had fed them by hand. He had given them water. He had... had taken them outside, again, and made them potty while floating a foot above the grass. Had even used a wet cloth to wipe them down afterward; the memory of the creature touching Darla's girl parts and her bottom making Darla feel embarrassed. "I think that... I think we're pets Devon" she said in a subdued voice, the thought suddenly hitting her and making her woozy. Her nose suddenly began to itch and she tried, without success, to scratch it. Looking down at her missing arms and legs, Darla gave a sigh. She had no arms and legs now. At least, she didn't have any until they let her out of the arm and leg bands.

"We can't be pets, stupid" Devon said petulantly, though his skeptical look made it seem as if he agreed with her assessment. Turning her head to give her brother a look, she couldn't help but stare at his missing limbs and wonder.

The door suddenly open and the child alien came in, speaking in the odd language of the aliens and clearly excited. As the siblings watched, the small alien, about the same as they would be with their missing limbs, stripped out of its outer cloths and stood proudly naked in front of the floating twins. Oddly enough, though it had weird bug-eyes and the lower half of it's head was some sort of huge membrane-mouth, the body of the creature looked surprisingly human. Sure, Darla thought to herself for a moment, it has six nipples. Sure, the creature had a small lump where it's private parts should be. Sure, its hands and feet had too many fingers and the skin was kinda tan-brown. But glancing between the alien and her brother, there seemed to be more similarities than differences.

The alien, looking at them, began to use one hand to rub it's nipples while the other hand slipped between it's legs and began to rub the bulge there. Darla, unsure what was happening, felt certain something naughty was going on. Then the alien let out a throaty moan and Darla realized that, whatever the creature was doing, it was making itself feel good. The thought confused her. A moment later, the creature sat down on it's bed and Darla and Devon floated directly in front of it, turning slightly so that the three were staring at each other. The creature pointed to its nipple and then pointed to Darla. Nothing happened. Obviously thinking, the creature pointed to Darla and pointed to it's nipple. Again, nothing happened.

An idea seemed to strike the creature and it slowly sat forward, pulling Darla's floating torso towards it. As Darla watched, somewhat scared, the creature's face approached her chest and, before she could react, the creature's mouth was on her own nipple.

Darla squeaked. The feeling was like nothing she'd ever felt. The membrane was warm and slick and seemed to encase her flat seven-year-old breast in its confines. Then, before she could even get used to that feeling, the cilia inside the membrane began to rub and tease and tickle her nipple.

"Mmmm" Darla mumbled involuntarily, the nice feelings being generated in her nipple causing her to moan slightly at their unexpected goodness.

"Darla. Darla, you ok? What's it doing?" whisper Devon.

"It's... It's nice Devon..." the girl responded, the alien having reached up with its hand and begun to tweak her now erect nub as it moved it's mouth to her other sensitive nipple. "Oh Devvvvoooooonnnnnn" she breathed huskily, the feelings going straight to her head. "This feels so niiiiccccceeeeee....."

The tickling and teasing continued for a few more moments before the alien backed away, looking up at her expectantly. Darla glanced down at it, noticing that the creature seemed to be waiting for her response. Darla nodded dreamily; pretty sure of what she thought the alien was expecting. Suddenly, her body drifted downward and she found her face pressed against one of the alien's own stiff nipples. Like a baby to a nursing mother, Darla opened her mouth and the taut nipple of the alien slid into her mouth, the tan nub fleshy and tasting both woody and smoky but not altogether unpleasant.

The alien let out an obvious sigh and slid its hands under Darla, finding her nipples once again and pinching the stiff tits much to Darla's delight. For some time, the alien continued to tease her nipples, the good feelings encouraging Darla to use her mouth and tongue to suckle and nibble it's own nipple. Several times, the creature shifted her around so that she was focused on a new teat and several times, the alien pulled her off and licked and suckled her own stiff buds. The room filled with the low and pleasant moans of Darla and the alien before, quite unexpectedly, the alien pushed Darla's head farther south and she no longer found a nipple to suck. Instead, as her head made it's way between the aliens spread open legs, she took a moment to glance up at it. The alien, sensing her hesitation, began to rub the small bulge where its private parts should be and let out another throaty moan.

By this point, Darla was feeling great and simply accepted what the alien was asking her to do. Slowly, she leaned her head forward and began to lick small hump. Like the alien's nipple, the flesh tasted woody and smoky. Unlike the alien's nipple, the pouch was incredibly soft, fleshy, and made Darla think that there was liquid contained within. As far as she could tell, though, there was no hole or exit to this fleshy mound. Using her tongue to rapidly lick the flesh up and down, Darla was pleased that to hear the alien moan louder than before. Taking a moment to look up, the alien, staring at her, seemed to encourage her with its eyes before turning and focusing on her brother.

Devon had been watching the whole thing in silence but, when he started to float towards the alien, he gave a startled yelp. "Darla! Darla, what's it going to do?" he asked his sister. Darla had no answer and, knowing there was nothing she could do, chose instead to continue to lick and nibble the alien's fleshy private parts. "Oh! It's licking my nipple! Darla! It's... It's... Hmmmmmm..." Darla smiled inwardly, hearing the contentment in her brothers voice. It was the same contentment that she...

"No! No! Please no!" her brother said suddenly and with a great deal more fright. Darla stopped licking and, holding her head up and looking at her brother for the first time since this whole ordeal began, realized something was amiss. No, not amiss. It was just... His peter was longer than when she'd last seen it. Before she could contemplate this, however, the alien's hand suddenly found the back of her head and it gently pushed her back to her task. As she began to lick again, her eyes caught sight of the alien slipping it's mouth over her brother's peter while her brother continued to protest. A sudden intake of breath from her brother caused her to look up in alarm but the following "ohhhhhhhh" and the delight in his voice convinced her all was well. For the next few minutes, Darla used her tongue to tease the alien's privates while her brother began to moan and whimper as the alien licked and sucked his immature cocklett and tiny balls.

Darla noticed something was going on when the moans of her brother and the alien changed sharply. The fleshy pouch she was licking had begun to pulse and, as the pulses increased in frequency, so too did the aliens moaning. Moreover, the alien began to wriggle around a lot more and, if it wasn't for it's hand behind her head, Darla would have found it very difficult to continue to tease it's flesh. Being a smart girl, however, Darla understood the subtle signs that the alien was enjoying itself and she attacked the flesh with a renewed vigor. Her brother, on the other hand, had begun to grunt in a strange way.

"Darla!" -Ugh- "Darla!" -Ugh- "Make it stop! Something's wrong!" -Ugh Ugh Ugh- "Darla! I gotta pee! I gotta pee!!!" he moaned in between grunts.

"Oh! Oh! No! Stop! Stop!" he squealed suddenly. "No! NO! NOOO! OHHHHH!!!!! OHHHHH!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!" he cried out, the pleasure in his voice convincing Darla that he was being overwhelmed with good feelings as his long throaty moan resonated in the room.

At that very moment, the alien's legs shot out and, with Darla still licking and sucking the rapidly pulsing flesh as fast as she could, it began to emit it's own loud moans of joy. The room was abuzz with moans for some time before Darla was pulled from between the creatures legs and up towards her brother. The creature, obviously satisfied, lay on it's back and pulled both Darla and Devon towards it, resting their heads gently upon it's shoulders

"Devon" Darla whispered to her brother.

"Yeah" he replied sleepily, his voice husky from the excitement.

"What happened?"

"I... I don't know... But it felt great... It was sucking on my..." Devon stopped immediately, seeming as if he was embarrassed by what had just happened.

"I know, but what happened?" Darla said, sensing her brothers embarrassment but sure there was something she was missing.

"It was... I think... It kinda felt like all the energy was going to my... My privates... and I felt like I had to pee but then it felt more like..."

The alien quickly sat up and spun around so it was sitting on it's knees while staring at the twins. It's eye darted between the two and eventually settled on Darla. It began to speak in it's alien gibberish and the tone sounded almost... apologetic. Suddenly, Darla began to slide forward while gently rolling onto her back. In only a second, Darla was laying flat on her back with her brother floating to her right and the alien between her legs. Or at least it would have been had she had legs. "What... What is it doing Devon?" Darla asked as she stared up at the creature whose face was now ominously close to her own privates.

"Um... I think maybe its..." Devon began before the alien's hands slipped forward and found Darla's nipples.

"Hmmm" she moaned quietly as the alien began to stroke her rising tits; its fingers sliding along her skin seductively. Then, as both she and her brother watched, it lowered its head towards her own immature girlhood. Slowly, as if time was no longer marching forward, she watched as the alien's wide mouth seemed to engulf the entire front half of her pelvis; her lack of legs suddenly no longer such a bad thing as the creature had ample access to her most private place. The warmth of the membrane touched her vaginal lips and slid carefully over her hairless mound. The warmth was wonderful and Darla let out a small sigh. Then, the interior of the membrane seemed to open and suddenly dozens of small cila began to stroke and tease her sex.

"Deeevvvonnnnnn" she moaned, her eyes closed as the wonderful feelings from her breasts and privates began to blend into a wonderfully intoxicating feeling.

"I know Darla. I know." Devon said softly as he watched the alien go down on his sister.

Suddenly, the alien's tongue made an appearance and casually licked across her cunny, eliciting a sharp grunt from the seven-year-old. Uninhibited, the alien's tongue began to probe her vaginal lips as it burrowed deeply into the folds of her flesh, part of it finding her clitoris while the rest pushed onward. Darla began to moan continuously, the feelings washing over her strange and new and lovely.

A sharp stab of pain shot through her as the creature's long tongue punched through her hymen but, before she could cry out, the creature's second tongue found it's target and began to vigorously assault her stiff clit. Darla began to shake, the feelings suddenly building.

"Oh! Oh Devon! Something's coming! It feels... AH! AH! AHHH!" she cried, the creature speeding up its stimulation. "OHHHH... OHHHH... OHHHHH..." she panted before letting out a sharp squeal. Her climax was building rapidly now and her body was flushed and shaking uncontrollably. The alien must have accepted that she was close because its fingers began to dance across her nipples quickly while its mouth cilia teased her immature pussy; one tongue rapidly flicking her clit, and the second tongue beginning to piston in and out of her cunny, fucking the young girl with a quick and sure pace.

"Devon" -Ugh- "OH NO!" -Ugh- "Something happening!" -Grunt- "Help!" -Grunt- "OH! OH! OH! OH! NO! NO! NO!" Suddenly, the girl climaxed, her cunny spasming around the tongues assaulting it at high speed. Darla screamed incoherently, the pleasure intense as her first orgasm crashed into her unprepared body.

"AHHH!!! AHHH!!! AHHHHH!!!!" she screamed, before passing out.

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The last three years had been wonderful for U'llka. His two pets were well behaved, well trained, and fun to have sex-play with. During the day, he'd sit by his father's side and absorb his parent's technological and engineering knowledge while his pets chatted quietly across the room in their primitive language. The days were grueling for U'llka because he desperately wanted to become, and surpass, the engineer that his father was. Thus, he asked many technical questions about physics, mathematics, and the applied sciences so as to develop his own educational skills. Sometimes, when there was a lull in the conversation between he and his father, U'llka swore he felt like the pets were listening in but that feeling was fleeting, as his pets certainly couldn't understand anything they were saying.

The responsibilities of taking care of his pets had become second nature. He fed them by hand twice a day and gave them all the proper medication. He'd give them each a bath once a week and thoroughly clean them from top to bottom. During the day, they would whine if they needed to go out and he would quickly get them outside to relieve themselves. Initially reluctant, now the male and female would urinate and defecate wherever he pointed. And he didn't even mind using the cleaning cloth to wipe them down afterwards!

Being young, U'llka had not yet gone through the change into adolescence and his genital sack had not yet developed into a penis. That meant, of course, that he could not effectively mate with either of his pets but this didn't stop U'llka from getting wonderful feelings when his pets licked and nuzzled the sensitive mound of flesh or one of his very sensitive nipples. Moreover, he'd trained the pets (the male was a bit more reluctant than the female but quickly took to it's role) to sexually please him and both pleased him regularly two or three times a night. Their mouths were warm and wet and wonderful while their tongues could get him off every time - especially when one would be licking his mound while another sucked on a nipple.

And, being a rather randy child, U'llka used his own hands and mouth to please the pets several times a night as well! Yes, life was good for U'llka. Then his father sold his favorite pets to a merchant on the other side of the world.

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The three years after they became pets had been a learning experience like none other for Devon and Darla. During the day, their young owner would sit across the room and learn from his (for the owner was indeed a boy) father. At the same time, Devon and Darla would pretend to be preoccupied but would be carefully listening and translating what they were hearing. It was difficult at first, of course, but the twins, immersed in this alien culture, adapted quickly and became relatively proficient and understanding the language of the aliens. They couldn't speak it, of course, because they lacked the unique vocal cords necessary, but they could understand it. And their owners seemed to have no idea! Day after day, Devon and Darla absorbed the same knowledge their young owner absorbed and the two of them religiously memorized every detail.

They were, indeed, treated as pets but that became routine and both children got used to the constant nudity, the pettings, the feedings, the outside bathroom, and all the rest. They also quickly became used to sucking on their young owner's nipples and his odd bulge between his legs. Devon and Darla talked about that bulge all the time, speculating about what it was until an overheard conversation informed them that the youngster would be growing his penis in the next several years. They actually came to enjoy pleasing their owner and, when the young alien was shaking with good feelings, Devon and Darla would wink at each other and acknowledge a job well done.

They also learned a lot about their own bodies. Both became addicted to the climaxes their owner would induce in them and came to crave their nights with him. His cilia filled mouth would suck their tits until they squealed and would make Devon scream when they teased and tortured his hard little pecker and nuts. The alien's naughty tongues would lap at Darla's stiff clitty and fuck her to climax after climax while she shuddered in appreciation.

And then they were sold to a merchant far away.

To be continued...