; ; It had been fine at the time. Even though the female had struggled at ; first, he had manipulated her in the correct ways, learned from ; watching her own manipulation of another female body. Maybe he had ; looked strange to her? Maybe the females of this planet were not used ; to being controlled by a being with thirty tentacles? But she had ; responded well enough. Her body had released the appropriate fluids, ; had made the appropriate movements associated with one about to ; release their psychic emanation, his food. And what food it was! So ; much richer, so much stronger than that released by the food-ferns of ; his home planet. He wanted more.
; ; Needed more, he realised, admitting the truth to himself at last. Yes ; needed, needed desperately. He was addicted to the female emanation as ; if to a drug. How else could he explain his decision to cancel the ; rescue beacon broadcasting his position? How else explain the fact ; that he had turned his back on his own people, effectively stranding ; himself on this strange world forever? And finally, how else could he ; explain his own determination to repeat the experience over and over, ; even though he now knew it to be fatal to the female involved? ; Basically a civilised creature, he rationalised this last part ; away. After all, the ones he had seen so far were little better than ; animals. They made no communication on any wavelength he could ; receive. And they lived in poorly designed, flimsy dwellings that were ; little more than a thin material held up by sticks. There were signs ; of primitive workmanship around the dwelling area but, no, even if ; they were the dominant species on this planet they were so far removed ; from his own civilisation as to be little more than animals. And ; animals existed at the whim of the civilised, to be bred or consumed ; at need. Satisfied by his logic even while realising that he was ; twisting it to suit himself, he set off in search of food. ;
; ; Her movement took her close to the separate camp inhabited by four ; local helpers. Even they were still asleep, she thought idly as she ; passed near. There they all were, sprawled on the ground, lying in ; positions that must surely be uncomfortable what with the way their ; heads were twisted round ............ no ............ no human head ; could be twisted at such an acute angle! Pippa felt herself drawn ; closer by her ever-present curiosity. The bodies were very still, ; barely seemed to breathe. Her screams of realisation echoed in the ; humid air, bringing Tom grumpily out into the open.
; ; His bad temper abruptly changed to concern, fear. Something had ; twisted each head almost 180 degrees, snapping spines, killing the ; four men instantly. And it had done it during the night, without ; alerting any of the other helpers and without disturbing himself, or ; Pippa or ........................... 'where's Amanda?' 'Amanda?' ; 'Yes, Amanda! Why hasn't she woken up? You made enough noise to wake ; the dead!' Realising what he had just said, he looked down at the four ; bodies in embarrassment. Pippa, younger and fitter, beat him to the ; tent by a couple of yards. The front was unlaced and everything looked ; normal inside. Except that there was no-one there. And except for the ; large black dildo which Pippa hastily hid under a cover, not wanting ; Tom to see.
; ; 'Maybe she went for a pee. Go and see if Gordon got back.' Within ; minutes, Tom returned to report Gordon's tent showed no sign of having ; been slept in. 'Mandy!' 'Amanda! Gordon!' 'Amanda! Can you hear ; us?' Minutes of fruitless shouting achieved nothing more than to ; startle a flock of birds. Finally they had to face it. Both their ; companions had disappeared and four natives were dead. They were ; alone.
; ; 'Do you suppose Gordon and Mandy are ............' Pippa couldn't ; bring herself to say the word aloud. 'Dead?' 'Yes' 'We know there's ; something dangerous out there,' Tom thought aloud, 'maybe a large ; snake, a python or something. Gordon wouldn't have gone far from the ; camp and he should have been back twelve hours ago. I think we have to ; expect the worst. But Amanda, we know she was OK last night. Where ; could she be? She wouldn't be wandering about in the middle of the ; night. Maybe she's down by the pool?' 'Wouldn't she have heard us?' ; 'Maybe. We've got to check though.' He said it more to reassure the ; young blonde than through any real hope they would ever see Amanda ; again. Personally he thought the snake, or whatever it was, had ; carried her off to eat. In this he was closer to the truth than he ; realised. ;
; ; She drew the dildo from where she had hidden it. It was flaky with ; dried love juice and still smelled of woman. Pippa made a sudden ; decision. If Amanda were dead, there would be an investigation. Police ; would be involved, would search through Mandy's possessions looking ; for clues. She didn't want them pawing over the dildo, sniggering, ; sniffing it with arched eyebrows, making lewd comments amongst ; themselves! She didn't want her friend to be remembered that way.
; ; As soon as Tom was occupied with loading packs into their vehicle, she ; walked rapidly the dozen or so yards to the edge of thicker vegetation ; and threw Amanda's rubber friend as far as her strength ; allowed. Watching it turn end over end, tracing an arcing path before ; disappearing into the thick undergrowth, her eyes were drawn to a ; movement, just on the edge of her vision. 'Damnation,' Rhyull formed ; his equivalent of a curse within his mind. He had wanted to catch them ; both together but the pale one had come straight towards where he was ; hiding. He had to move or he would lose both. The male he would leave ; for later. Food was more important. He moved with deceptive speed on ; three sets of tentacles. 'HELP! TOM! HELP!' For the second time that ; morning Pippa's screams rent the air.
; ; Tom turned with a start. Then stared amazed. On the other side of the ; clearing it seemed the jungle had come alive. Vines were lashing ; themselves around Pippa's struggling body. No, not vines. A massive ; creature like a large squid was directing the activity. Rooted to the ; spot, he took in the dark blue shiny back, the softer looking mottled ; front. The ............... tentacles? Yes, that was all you could call ; them, criss-crossed all about Pippa's still wildly thrashing body, ; holding her several feet from the ground. Then large black insect eyes ; turned towards him, expressionless yet menacing, and panic turned his ; insides to water. He ran. Later, he would try to rationalise it to ; himself and to the investigators. With no weapon, no way to fight ; something that topped his own six feet by more than half again, there ; was nothing he could do but go for help. Was there? It made sense to ; run for the ATV, turn the keys, and drive madly away from that scene ; of horror. Didn't it? The best thing to do was keep driving until he ; reached the village. Wasn't it? Anyone else would have done the ; same. Wouldn't they? The investigators would nod sympathetically, ; eyes neutral, expressions carefully masked. But he knew. And he knew ; that they knew. He had run, abandoning the girl he claimed to love, ; run away from sheer overwhelming cowardice, and he would have to live ; with that fact for the rest of his life.
; ; A week later a maid found him hanging dead in his hotel room, a ; collection of empty whisky bottles scattered beside the bed. The ; International Wildlife Protection Fund had quite a problem explaining ; the total loss of an expedition to their corporate ; sponsors. Especially after a local reporter picked up on the story and ; passed it on; even more so by the time the story made the American ; tabloids after having been given the shock-horror 'aliens raped my ; girlfriend' treatment. Both IWPF and their sponsors decided a low ; profile was called for. The locals had no such option. ;
; ; In human terms, Pippa was extremely attractive. Standing upright, the ; long ash-blonde hair which framed her elfin face would reach into the ; small of her back. With her feet on the ground, she would have stood ; about 5'9, with a slender waist and hips and a small, boyish ; bottom. No one would ever mistake her for a boy though. Her proud ; heavy breasts could have belonged to a woman several sizes bigger; ; they made buying clothes off the rack somewhat difficult. She had to ; buy size 8 skirts and size 12 jumpers. In alien terms, she looked ; rather different; strange coloured skin, strange shape, long fur ; growing from the top of her head, and too few appendages. Be that as ; it may, he wasn't planning to mate with her. He already had a ; life-mate on his own planet. And this female animal did have what he ; needed. Rhyull remembered exactly the sequence of events when the ; darker one had manipulated this one by the liquid. It seemed best to ; emulate.
; ; By the liquid, the females had removed their own coverings but there ; didn't seem much chance of that happening here. He rotated the body in ; his carrying-tentacles, while he studied the strange items. They ; seemed designed to emulate skin. The upper covering was held at the ; front by small discs. He extended a manipulating-tentacle for the ; first time. Its delicate branching tip examined the disc, pulled at it ; experimentally. It seemed securely attached. Ah, yes. A quick twist ; and the button came free. Pippa watched in horror as the trifurcated ; tentacle popped her buttons one by one, until her shirt was completely ; unfastened. She never wore a bra. Despite their size her breasts ; needed no support, and much of their inner surfaces were exposed as ; heavy material dropped open. Had this THING taken Amanda, she ; wondered. A complex series of actions twisted her around and in the ; process, twisted the shirt from her attempts to hold on to it. She was ; facing away from the alien, one blessing at least in that she didn't ; have to look at it any more, and she was nude from the waist up.
; ; Rhyull manipulated his dozen carrying-tentacles until the female was ; in approximately the right position. In the pool, she had been sitting ; down facing away from Amanda. Now she seemed incongruously to be ; sitting in mid-air, supported and restrained by a web of ; tentacles. Amanda had washed Pippa's back. Rhyull had neither liquid, ; nor froth-making material but assumed they were secondary to the ; actions. While one appendage twisted her hair out of the way, two ; tentacles approached the narrow back and began a washing motion over ; the pronounced shoulder blades. Feathering gently over her back, they ; spread upwards and investigated the back of her neck, tickled the ; sensitive skin behind her ears. Pippa relaxed slightly now that she ; couldn't see the hideous monster and now that it didn't seem about to ; kill her out of hand. Maybe Amanda was safe somewhere. Maybe a ; prisoner. Tentacle fingers spread over the full extent of her back and ; onto her sides, caressing her in a circular massaging movement. This ; was getting weird. A gruesome monster grabs the heroine in its ; tentacles and after removing her shirt and exposing her tits, proceeds ; to give her a back-rub? If she had seen this at the cinema she would ; have demanded her money back!
; ; Tentacles contracted and she was drawn closer to the alien body. Pippa ; noted a definite tang of ozone in the air. Rhyull was a fast learner ; and he had noted two things. Firstly the local animals were limited to ; two manipulating tentacles. Secondly, in his manipulation of the ; golden one, she had responded much better when he stimulated multiple ; areas at once. So instead of moving tentacles from the pale skin of ; her back, he continued their motion while adding two new ones which ; slid over Pippa's shoulders and explored across her upper chest and ; around the front of her neck. Then a further two slithered over her ; waist and explored the exposed skin above her shorts. Despite herself, ; Pippa sighed at the delicate caresses covering much of her upper ; body. She couldn't get away and so far, she didn't feel particularly ; threatened. Rhyull was pleased. So far it was going exactly as it had ; between the two females by the liquid. Maybe this one wouldn't die as ; the other had.
; ; The two tentacles restraining Pippa's arms forced them back ; slightly. It had the effect of throwing her proud breasts into even ; greater prominence, large thrusting globes surmounted by prominent ; aureola, each centred with a crinkled pink nipple that was even now ; responding to the tentacles caressing her back and belly. As Pippa ; looked down at her tits she felt them begin to swell, hardening ; slightly, the tips becoming more pronounced, almost as if they had a ; mind of their own. She watched splayed tentacle fingers appeared as ; though from nowhere, sliding over the upper slopes of her breasts and ; dipping into her cleavage. Momentarily they disappeared, crossing the ; underswell before reappearing, climbing the outer surfaces to ; completely circle each orb.
; ; Almost it seemed to be happening to someone else. Almost. The feelings ; being transmitted to her brain certainly didn't belong to anyone ; else. The sensation of each heavy mound being lifted, weighed, was for ; her alone and it made her gasp. There was no longer any room for ; doubt. This monster was feeling her up ............... and doing a ; pretty good job of it too. She moaned with sudden pleasure as ; tentacles kneaded across the firm surfaces, small suckers clamping ; onto soft tit-flesh. Squeeze, release, squeeze, release. She couldn't ; believe it! She was being titted-up by alien tentacles and she was ; responding! Couldn't help but respond! Her breasts were getting ; heavier, harder, each nipple more than half erect as the rhythmic ; constriction continued to arouse sensitive flesh. With a start she ; realised her panties were becoming wetter by the second and she began ; to struggle as she realised where this tit-squeezing might lead.
; ; She might as well have struggled against steel chains. The monster ; gave no sign it even noticed her attempts to break free, simply ; continuing to manipulate her swollen tits as though unaware of her ; efforts. Pippa looked wildly around, but Tom was long gone. Would not ; return. She was totally alone with her alien molester and the cavalry ; wasn't going to come riding to the rescue. She gasped anew. While she ; had been looking elsewhere, two more of those sneaky tentacles had ; grasped her distended nipples, curled round them, suckers attaching to ; the rubbery texture. Even now her long teats were being rolled and ; tugged to greater hardness. Her body twisted trying to avoid the ; devious contact to her sensitive peaks but all she achieved was to ; make them grip harder. Every move she made seemed to increase her ; arousal. 'Uuuuuhhhhhhhhh,' there was no denying it, she was getting ; randy as hell.
; ; Her nipples were being drawn out to their full extent by the attention ; they were receiving, were sending pleasure-messages that threatened to ; swamp her brain. It was too much. In the space of less than ; twenty-four hours, she had been expertly seduced by Amanda, had ; shagged Tom half senseless and was now being sexed up by an amorous ; squid. How much more could a young girl be expected to take?
; ; She soon found out. Tentacles straightened her legs until she was ; standing in mid-air. More tentacles worked at the button on her ; shorts, released it and tugged at the fabric until her zip slid down ; under the pressure. Without ever fully releasing her legs, she felt ; her shorts descend, presumably falling eventually to the ; ground. Moments later her panties followed. She was totally naked. New ; sensations began with her lower back, descending quickly to explore ; her small, firm bum-cheeks. Each of her muscular buttock-mounds was ; rotated, dragged apart to expose her hidden secrets. She was ; struggling harder now, fighting as much against the feelings welling ; up in her body, as she was to escape. She couldn't let this monster ; bring her off! Even as her body began to writhe under the unholy ; caresses it was receiving, she tried to stifle a growing lust. ; 'Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh,' something delicately traced down the crevice ; between her cheeks and explored the tight petals of her anus. She lost ; her fight against her lusting body as it forced her over the brink. ; 'Nnnnngghhhhhhhhhhhh .................. Arrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhh,' ; an orgasm washed through her vulnerable body. Rhyull began to feed.
; ; New tentacles joined the assault. How many more could there ; be. Already they massaged her back and shoulders, squeezed her tits ; and bottom, tweaked her nipples, and slid over her belly. But there ; were still more available to slide up her soft inner thighs, forced ; wide by their companions prisoning her legs. And still more to slide ; down over her mons, exploring her lower lips as they descended. Close ; to real panic now, she felt ghostly fingers tugging at her labia, ; teasing her pussy lips apart, delving into the juices within to slide ; easily up and down her slick vee. Delicate tendrils massaged over her ; pouting clitoris, drawing a shuddering moan from their helpless ; victim. Clamped on to the sensitive nub. Moving harder now, faster ; over the erect button, intensifying the sensations everywhere on her ; body, squeezing her aching tits tighter, milking the engorged teats, ; pressing more insistently against the tight muscle of her anus. Pippa ; came to a juddering climax, body spasming wildly in the alien embrace. ; 'Aaaaannnggghhhhhh .................. uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh ; ............ uuurrrggghhhhhhhhhhhhh.' ;
; ; Tentacles flayed madly over her body, a blur of activity, massaging ; every tingling inch of her soft skin, forcing her hanging tit-flesh to ; bulge as they squeezed harder, almost disappearing into the firm ; mounds with the power of their contractions. Tentacle fingers were ; wrapped three times now around her protruding nipples, such was their ; elongated size, pulling hard on them, dragging them violently ; downwards. Suckered tentacles gripped tight on her inflamed clitoris, ; a vicious blur as they mercilessly wanked it. Three tentacles plunged ; remorselessly into her gaping cunt, stretching the sugar walls, ; thrusting rapidly again and again, while a fourth was fucking her ass ; relentlessly. Rhyull held nothing back. Everything was designed to ; drive her spasming body to greater passion than she had believed ; possible; to force her into releasing the greatest amount of food the ; greedy alien could possibly absorb. Using up her shuddering body in a ; conflagration of lust, a feeding-frenzy, knowing she could not last ; long under the power of multiple orgasms. Determined to drain every ; last bit of her incredibly powerful psychic emanation before the ; inevitable......
; ; ............ happened. Pippa's body grew limp, felt sensation fade as ; its ravaged form was used up, consumed by the alien assault. Her ; spirit floated free, looking around in wonder, soared above the foetid ; jungle into the clear air and there, there was Amanda, glowing, ; radiant, waiting patiently for her. Joining hands they stepped ; together into the light. Rhyull felt emanations fade, looked down at ; the withered remains in his grasp. No room left for pity now. His need ; was too great. Discarding the empty husk, he moved away. Soon the ; hunger would return and there were no female animals within range of ; his senses. Following the path taken by Tom's vehicle he went in ; search of further prey. ;
; ; 'Captain, please have your men spread out and search the area, while I ; look in the tents.' It was a matter of seconds until the four locals ; were found. The detective hurried over from the empty tents. They were ; obviously dead. 'Please don't touch the bodies. A forensic team is on ; it's way from Udon.' Policemen spread out again, now even more ; nervously. Five minutes later a shout, followed by a retching sound, ; sent captain and detective running into the undergrowth. It had ; certainly been a woman once, and it still had long pale blonde ; hair. Other than that it could have been anything, an ancient mummy or ; the body of a very old and withered female which had been dehydrated ; by long exposure to the sun. This was getting serious. 'I think we'd ; better wait for forensics and back-up before we go any further. I'll ; radio it in.' The captain headed for the lead Land Rover and fired ; rapid instructions into the microphone. 'OK, secure the area. We wait ; for the brass on this one.'
; ; Over the course of the next two days, Gordon's body was recovered from ; near the small pool. Amanda's body, deep in the jungle, was never ; found. Nor was her constant companion, the large black rubber phallus, ; trodden deep into the jungle floor by a large boot. Pippa's remains ; were carried all the way to Bangkok, where forensic scientists puzzled ; over what could have aged a young healthy girl eighty years in the ; space of a couple of hours. Rhyull cared nothing for any of this. He ; had located a more permanent settlement, where dwellings were made of ; hard local vegetation rather than material. It implied the natives ; were rather more advanced than mere animals but it was still very ; primitive. Hidden in dense jungle 100 yards from the village, he ; watched the activity. ;
; ; Most of the villagers moved about in groups, heading for the fields or ; gathering food for the communal evening meal. Rhyull didn't want to ; deal with a large group. One or two would suit his purposes far ; better. Finally he saw what he needed. Two of the small brown females ; headed off together. Both were young, probably about seventeen of this ; planet's rotations and they giggled together as they headed towards ; the river. Nid was indeed 17, while her companion Nong was just ; eighteen years old. At the moment they were discussing the merits of a ; village youth who had expressed an interest in both of them. It caused ; no small amount of laughter as they speculated on the size of his ; equipment.
; ; Approaching the riverbank, they checked each of the snake-traps to see ; what was caught in them. Simple hollowed out bamboo sections, they ; were designed in such a way that a snake could push into them but once ; inside, could not back out again. Several of the traps had done their ; work. Half a dozen snakes were despatched and placed in a bag; their ; mother would be pleased, snake was a primary source of protein in ; these parts. Having completed this none too arduous task they looked ; around quickly and seeing no-one close, both girls removed their ; t-shirts to expose their firm young breasts.
; ; Hand in hand, they approached the water's edge where they sat side by ; side on the bank, breasts cooling as the warm air caressed the ; enticing mounds, skirts pulled back to reveal their knees, feet in the ; water to cool them off, still chattering. From time to time, one of ; them would lean down and splash a little of the cool water onto her ; face and neck. Nong looked around quickly and seeing they were still ; alone, splashed her largish breasts and giggled. Then she splashed ; water over Nid and a playful battle soon ensued.
; ; Rhyull closed on them, trying to decide on his best plan. Should he ; release a vapour to make them sleep and carry one off, leaving the ; other? He had never tried stimulating two at once. Already he was ; coming to the conclusion that facial movement amongst this species ; provided some limited form of communication. Being without ears, he ; had no conception of sound waves travelling through the air, and he ; had sensed no mental communication. Probably such messages as they ; passed by this primitive means were line of sight. If he aimed for ; both without using the vapour, he had to be certain of catching ; them. If one escaped, she could return to the settlement and pass ; messages which would surely lead to an interruption of his pleasure.
; ; Some way up the river, Pol was casting again. It was already ; mid-afternoon and he still hadn't caught anything worthwhile. Maybe he ; should get his mind off girls and concentrate on his work a bit more, ; but it's not that easy when you are a healthy nineteen year old. Which ; one should he concentrate on? Nid had a cuter face and was a bit shyer ; but Nong had such fine breasts. He knew he would have to decide but ; neither girl would give him any indication she was interested and he ; didn't want to choose wrongly. Both were virgin of course, Bangkok may ; be a sex-capital but away from the bar-girls it was normal for Thai ; women to save themselves for marriage. If only one would give him a ; clue. It would be so embarrassing to chase the wrong one. ;
; ; Nid, facing upwards, was in a better position to see what was ; happening. She screamed anew as two trifurcated tentacles centred on ; her chest, three of the six tendrils centring on each of her small ; firm breasts. Two of the tendrils circled around the surface of each ; little cone, immediately clamped into place by the rows of small ; suckers on the under surface. Twisting and squeezing they began to ; rhythmically knead the hard little mounds, while each free tendril ; brushed insistently over a small brown nipple. A gasp from Nong ; indicated that her own larger tits were receiving similar ; attention. Indeed the bigger girl made a much easier target, her soft ; breasts, hanging like upturned bells, were criss-crossed by tentacle ; fingers, while her prominent teats were already being tugged ; persistently. Maybe the humidity makes tropical girls easier to arouse ; than their northern cousins. Maybe the freedom from a restrictive ; religion just makes them more honest about their desires. Whatever the ; reason, both girls moaned together as their boobs were stimulated ; rapaciously. Both sets of erected nipples were lashed to greater ; hardness, suckered tentacles pulling them relentlessly, causing them ; to swell, lengthen, as they engorged with blood.
; ; 'Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh,' 'Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh.' Voices merged ; together as the tightly bound bodies responded in unison. Bottoms ; squirmed against each other under their assault, increasing the ; arousal. Rhyull was in a hurry. One carrying-tentacle held both Nid's ; left ankle and Nong's right. Another bound their other ankles tightly ; together. With another strong tentacle grasping both girls around the ; middle, they were secured back to back in a Y-shape. A simple ; contraction and both pairs of legs were splayed wide to reveal two ; soft young pussies one on top of the other. Both girls screamed ; simultaneously as a maze of tentacles began to work around the tops of ; their thighs. Up-river, Pol was looking around, certain that something ; was wrong. Those distant sounds were not natural to his ; environment. Carefully folding his net, he tried to ascertain their ; direction.
; ; Tentacles slid over tender young pussies with abandon, probing, ; caressing, sliding from one virgin slit to the other, slithering in ; perspiration between the girls tightly secured bodies to arouse taut ; little bottoms. As they writhed against each other, Nid and Nong felt ; the manipulation of their swollen breasts and nipples increase, ; magnifying the stimulation around their upper thighs, cunts growing ; hotter, fluids beginning to flow, juices mixing between thighs to ease ; the passage of questing tentacles........................
; ; .....................which slid easily between tight walls, thrusting ; effortlessly past maidenheads, to embed themselves deep within ; twitching pussies. Nong, the bigger built of the two was first to lose ; her virginity, and first to be thrown into orgasm, but only by ; seconds. 'Uuuuuunnnnnhhhhhhhhhh' 'Nnnnnnggggghhhhh' Both young Thais ; were bucking and twisting within their confines as their virgin depths ; were probed for the very first time, massed tentacles sliding slowly ; in and out of tight little holes in a relentless tempo, spreading out ; over inner surfaces to stimulate every quivering inch. ; 'Aiiieeeeeeeeee,' slim tendrils forced their way into tight little ; anuses, matching rhythm with those thrust deep into cunts, driving the ; girls to greater frenzy, orgasms wracking through the slim little ; bodies as they spasmed helplessly. ;
; ; After seeing their two dead companions, none of the villagers were in ; too much of a hurry to follow the monster into dense, trackless ; jungle. Older women arrived, amongst them the girls mother. Nong and ; Nid, shaking in the aftermath of their ordeal, were quickly wrapped in ; improvised coverings and carried back to the settlement. A police Land ; Rover returning from the campsite was flagged down. What the officers ; heard provoked the most activity that sleepy village had seen since ; the previous Songkran. Both girls were ferried by police vehicle to ; the hospital in Udon, where they were pronounced unhurt but in ; shock. Impatient detectives had to wait until the next day for their ; confused and conflicting account of the river-demon which had attacked ; them. Meanwhile, Pol was strutting around his small village like a ; king, glorying in his role as hero. He had solved his problem by ; rescuing the girls. It had been easy enough to see that neither were ; still virgins, so their chance of a decent marriage was drastically ; reduced. In a country where women outnumbered men by a significant ; number, it was not unusual for a man to keep several partners even ; though he could only legally marry one. When those two got out of ; hospital, they would owe him big time. He wouldn't have to choose ; between them now. He would have them both. That led to a new ; problem. Which one should be his official wife? They would have to ; work hard at pleasing him to be granted that favour, he decided.
; ; Deep in the jungle, Rhyull was not happy. Although his anatomy was far ; different from the local animals, he did still have nerve-endings ; spread over his skin, and they did work in much the same way, passing ; messages to his brain. Admittedly, such sensors were far less ; responsive than a humans, except towards the tips of his ; manipulating-tentacles. His body was generally less vulnerable than a ; man's would be, so he didn't need the same warnings to be ; transmitted. If he lost a tentacle, it would hurt but it would grow ; back, and his vital organs were well protected by chitin towards the ; back of his body. Nonetheless, he hurt from the beating. More than ; that, he hurt from injured pride at being driven off by such puny ; beings. But most of all, he hurt because he had not finished eating ; and he was still hungry for more female emanation.
; ; He had made a mistake and that hurt too. Obviously the animals had ; some way of communicating of which he was unaware. Realisation came ; also that he had acted rashly. He had been too greedy, and he had ; allowed that to triumph over caution. He should have used his vapour ; to subdue the females and carried them away. But no! He had to risk ; everything in his impatience to feed. Anger at himself took his mind ; off his pains. Well, he thought, after long minutes of mental ; self-flagellation, at least he was still alive and free. He would have ; to move from this area. The animals would be too wary now. But it was ; a big planet and he would learn from this experience. Oh yes, he would ; learn well. ;
; ; Coming to a thinning of the vegetation, he saw the jungle was slashed ; by a wider trail than any he had seen up to that time. The open ground ; was covered by a shiny black material. A number of vehicles were using ; the flatness of it to achieve speeds far greater than those on the ; more primitive trails previously encountered. He decided to watch for ; a while. There appeared to be bewildering variety amongst these means ; of transport. Most were small and similar in capacity to those ; previously encountered, though the shapes varied widely; some were ; bigger, apparently designed to carry either goods or larger numbers of ; animals. Such technology may be primitive compared to his own ; space-going civilisation but it did imply a level of sentience and ; organisation not usually found amongst animals. At the very least it ; indicated a nascent technological society. It also implied a largish ; population, with manufacturing centres. Discovering these were not ; animals but rather a race of sentient beings would not change his ; actions. He still had to feed. But it would make him more cautious as ; they may have other abilities of which he was ignorant.
; ; Even as he thought that, a movement overhead caused him to look ; upwards. A largish vehicle was moving slowly through the air carrying ; several males. So these beings had flying machines also. They were ; definitely more advanced than he had thought. He wondered if they were ; looking for him. Well, they couldn't see much through the dense ; vegetation. Unless, of course, they had still more abilities of which ; he was unaware. In any case, the flying machine continued slowly on ; its way, apparently supported by a series of large horizontal blades ; moving in a circular motion. It showed no awareness of him at ; all. Still, he would move on. It made sense that the black surface ; connected larger population centres than the more primitive trails ; had. So if he followed close to it, he would eventually find more ; food.
; ; Several hours later the sun was high overhead. Rhyull was aware of its ; heat even though he kept carefully within the thicker vegetation that ; fringed the roadway. A clearing had been established ahead. Not the ; population centre he had hoped for, that was immediately apparent. A ; number of vehicles were stationery in the clearing, seemingly ; unoccupied and there was a large group of beings in a small building ; near the centre of the clearing. They appeared to be sitting around ; tables, consuming liquids. Many of the vehicles were the larger type ; designed to carry goods. Rhyull thought briefly about attempting to ; use one, before discarding the idea. They were too alien. As he ; watched, a medium sized vehicle entered the clearing and reversed into ; a position not far from where he was hidden. It was different from the ; majority in that much of it was covered by fabric rather than ; metal. The occupant climbed down. It was a female! So much for his ; theory that only males operated vehicles. She walked towards the low ; building.
; ; It occurred to Rhyull that if he were in the rear of the vehicle, he ; could be carried a long distance without the occupant being aware of ; his presence. It was risky and he didn't like risks, but it would get ; him out of this inhospitable region a lot faster than he could manage ; alone. He thought some more. He could be discovered, either entering ; the vehicle or once it arrived in a large centre. But he would ; probably be safe while the vehicle was in motion. So if he could get ; into the vehicle unnoticed, all he had to do was make sure he was no ; longer inside once it reached its destination. Having an anatomy ; radically different from that of humans, he was not perturbed at the ; idea of leaving a vehicle travelling at 50mph. His tentacles would ; absorb the shock of any landing. He moved carefully until he was ; positioned directly behind the vehicle, its bulk hiding him from ; anyone in the building. There was only five yards of open space to ; cover, a matter of seconds. The material appeared similar to that of ; the primitive dwelling he had first come across deep in the jungle, ; and it was similarly fastened. His manipulating-tentacles made short ; work of unlacing the cord. Inside was nothing but a number of rough ; cubes made from hard local plants. There was plenty of room. He ; slithered inside and re-laced the back panel as best he could.
; ; There was a small rent in the material near the forward end of the ; compartment. That was easily enlarged a bit and he had a place to view ; from. Rhyull waited. There was no visible activity, so his entrance ; had probably been unobserved. After a time, the operator ; approached. Coral McKenzie was about as Australian as it was possible ; to get, she looked to have been born to laze on Bondi Beach. Twenty ; six years old and of medium height, with long sun-bleached blonde ; hair, she was still in great shape. Her large unfettered breasts ; jiggled against the denim of her shirt, while her attractive bottom ; wiggled in tight faded jean cut-offs. Most of the truck-stop customers ; were male and the majority of them were watching her rear end ; appreciatively. An inveterate traveller, she had ended up with this ; job after Rickie, her travelling companion, had decided to steal all ; their money and take off with a German trollop five years younger and ; six inches bigger around the chest. Her Thai boss thought it a status ; symbol to have an attractive white girl working for him. Of course he ; had been trying to get into her knickers as well, but so far without ; success. Entering the cab, Coral cranked up the rough old diesel, went ; to fuel up and pulled out of the parking lot. ;
; ; After a quick trip into the bushes for a pee, Coral expertly arranged ; a small fire and, removing equipment from the cab, prepared her ; meal. She ate quickly with small, neat movements. Rhyull could just ; make her out at the periphery of his limited vision through the ripped ; canvas, sitting cross-legged on the ground, breasts bulging against ; the half-unfastened shirt as she leaned forward, totally absorbed in ; her meal. Conflicting feelings warred within him. He wanted to feed, ; had never known a gnawing want such as this, but the female was his ; passport to different parts where, if he were more careful, he could ; satiate his needs in full. He forced himself to wait.
; ; Coral finished her meal and tidied up. All too aware of the dangers of ; sleeping in the open, she returned to the cab. Locking the doors, she ; opened both windows about an inch for ventilation and arranged herself ; over the three seats, lying on her back with an old pillow beneath her ; head and knees raised to fit in the restricted space. Her thoughts ; drifted as she tried to get comfortable enough to drop off. She had ; left her home in Melbourne not long after her sixteenth birthday. Her ; step-father had introduced her to the joys of carnal pleasure as soon ; as she was legally old enough. Unfortunately her mother had caught ; them in a very compromising position three days later when she ; returned home unexpectedly. Being frightened of losing her man, it ; suited her best interests to blame her only daughter for seducing ; him. By the next day Coral was miles away and she had never ; returned. Over the next few years, Coral had some great times, as well ; as some close calls, wandering all over Southeast Asia. If she were ; really desperate she would work for a few weeks as a stripper, just ; until she had enough money to move on. But never, never ever as a ; whore.
; ; Of course, there had been relationships. It was the way of the ; road. Travel along the same path with someone for a week or a month, ; sharing thoughts, companionship, and bodies. Then parting at a fork in ; the ways, saying goodbye and never, ever looking back. Until Rickie ; that was. That had been different. They had travelled together for ; three years, had even talked about settling down somewhere. Until that ; little cow had jiggled her oversized udders at him. Since then she had ; been alone, she wasn't ready for getting hurt again. But she still ; missed someone to snuggle up against in the dark of a lonely ; night. She still missed his gentle touch taking her to heaven.
; ; Her hand drifted over her upper chest and she sighed with ; resignation. Having started that chain of thought there would be no ; sleeping until she took it to its conclusion. Hands drifted down to ; unfasten buttons and her denim shirt fell free, exposing breasts that ; looked pale in the dim light. Twin peaks, still mostly retaining their ; shape even when she was lying on her back, just flattened slightly ; under their own weight. She looked down at them with affection, not ; bad for someone who was getting within sight of 30 and they had ; certainly helped open a few doors for her. Hands stroked over their ; softness, a feathery touch just brushing her skin. Mmmmmm, that was ; nice! Not as good as a man but still nice. Wrapping her hands around ; them she moulded the soft flesh into cones, forcing tawny nipples ; higher, twin toppings on an exotic confection. Her nubs had been ; pressed against rough denim all day and were already half aroused from ; the contact. Fingers strummed lightly over sensitive peaks, causing ; her lips to part as she moaned, soft and low. Capturing them between ; finger and thumb, Coral worked her nipples to hardness, tugging gently ; on rubbery teats, coaxing them to lengthen, thicken.
; ; 'Uuuuuhhhhh,' she knew what turned her on better than any man did and ; she was already juicing up nicely. Fingers dug harder now into ; stiffening flesh, squeezing and massaging as her tits began to swell, ; feeling them growing and hardening beneath her hands. Her right hand ; trailed down over soft belly flesh, nails leaving a track of ; goosebumps over sensitive skin. While her left hand alternated between ; her increasingly demanding mounds, her right burrowed beneath tight ; fabric. Later she would open the cut-offs, maybe even take them off ; altogether if she got hot enough. But for now she could pretend it was ; a stranger's hand, forcing itself down over her vee against her ; pretended reluctance, cajoling her to an act she desperately ; wanted. The hand wriggled further down into her jeans, found the ; elastic of her brief panties and slipped underneath it and onto her ; mound. It was too tight down there to go deeper but the hand could cup ; over her blonde triangle, squeezing and teasing the soft flesh. A long ; finger could only barely reach her sex lips, pressing down into the ; area just above her clit, wriggling about and causing her to gasp.
; ; 'Oh yes, take them off lover.' Eyes tightly closed her hands, her ; imaginary lover's hands, found the button securing her jeans. The ; button popped easily and a short zip was no obstacle. Her bottom ; thrust up off the seat, allowing the hands to tug cut-offs and panties ; down beyond her knees in one smooth movement. As her bum settled back ; down, clothing slid of its own accord to cover her ankles. A quick ; kick and the garments dropped away, leaving her free to place ; widespread feet flat against window glass, knees high and wide. Heavy ; breasts were pushed together as both hands met on the exposed bush, ; slid down between splayed thighs. Flat hands traced down the valleys ; to each side of her vulva, while outstretched thumbs slid over the ; soft folds which hid her yearning button, causing her to gasp anew.
; ; 'Nnnnnhhhhhhhhh,' she knew what she wanted alright and her acquiescent ; lover was going to do it exactly how she preferred. One of her hands ; centred over her thick sex-lips, while the stiff fingers of her other ; hand circled harder over the area of her clit. She rubbed and tugged ; at her soft labia, teasing herself before allowing a long forefinger ; to part outer lips and slide between. Three fingers formed into a long ; vee, moving up and down to open her sex wide and her left hand seized ; the opportunity to descend onto her exposed clitoris, fingers slipping ; easily over its ridged surface as she massaged the little hood.
; ; Rhyull was going mad with need. The female sensation was ; overwhelmingly strong and only feet away from him. He frantically ; wanted another fix, another taste of female emanation to feed his ; overpowering hunger. The female must be aroused but such self-induced ; emanations were as a snack compared to the banquet available if he ; manipulated her body. Mentally he gritted his teeth and tried to hang ; on to thoughts about available transport.
; ; Coral lay back over the truck's seats, eyes closed to help her ; fantasy, breasts squashed together by her reaching arms, engorged ; nipples poking skywards as though seeking lips that were simply not ; there. Her left hand blurred over the tumescent bud of her clitoris, ; stimulating it savagely, while her right fingers took position at the ; entrance to her vagina. One slipped in easily, wriggled around to ; explore rough walls, nowhere near to filling her need. Two fingers was ; better, her joints parting the tunnel wider but it was still not ; enough. A third finger almost made it for her but it was not until she ; had all four fingers arranged into a rough cylinder and eased into her ; insistent cunt that she felt properly filled.
; ; 'Aaaahhhhhhh,' she thrust her hand into her own body a little deeper ; with each motion, forcing her entrance wider, filling her cunt better ; than Rickie ever had. Mouth gaping wide to suck in air, grunting as if ; in pain, she pistoned her hand into frantic motion, shafting herself ; with her fingers, trying even as she did so to force her thumb inside ; also. Succeeded. Her whole hand was almost out of view, stretching her ; inner walls. Only her knuckles prevented it from sliding in up to her ; wrist. 'Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh,' screaming as her body ; shuddered into orgasm, juice flooding over the hand buried deep in her ; cunt, giving it just that extra bit of lubrication it needed to slide ; right inside. Fingers clenched into a fist as she continued thrusting, ; arm aching from the angle, hand deep inside her body, wrist stretching ; the muscle ring around her opening. ; 'Aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhh,' cumming again stronger this ; time as the bulk stretched her vagina wide, filling it to capacity, ; gliding over velvety surfaces, stimulating her g-spot, knuckles ; banging against her cervix.
; ; Carefully she removed her hand. It wasn't easy. Her abused pussy ; resented the intrusion as she climbed back down from the ; clouds. Finally it came free. Her cunt gaped wide from the insertion, ; muscles would take time to spring back from their abuse. Tomorrow it ; would be sore as hell, but for now she continued stroking lightly over ; her insatiable clitoris while teasing rock-hard nipples. She didn't ; want the feeling to stop. Abruptly the door was wrenched open, lock ; burst asunder. Her feet fell through the unexpected gap and were ; grasped by rubbery tentacles, while others shot into the cab and ; prisoned her arms. Rhyull had had enough of waiting. Already feeding ; on the emanations released by Coral's massive orgasms, he set to work ; to bring her back up to full arousal. Bemused by the sudden intrusion ; after such an intense experience, the girl didn't register exactly ; what was happening. There was a large bulky shape outside the truck ; and whoever it was held her tightly down, pulled her partway through ; the door until her bottom was only just resting on the edge of the ; seat. She was about to be raped and a part of her welcomed it even as ; she reflexively tried to fight off her attacker. She needed a man as ; never before.
; ; Her legs were pulled high and wide with easy strength even as ; something curled around her swollen tits, squeezing hard, forcing her ; to whine as hardened orbs bulged upwards. Long nipples were grasped ; tightly and pulled in a hard milking motion, causing her to moan as ; new juices flowed freely from her parted cunt to pool stickily beneath ; her twitching ass. Four tentacles insinuated themselves into her open ; orifice, stretching her wider even than her entire hand as they worked ; deep inside her body. She came again immediately.
; ; 'Nnnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh,' she wailed in the throes of another ; orgasm as a further tendril found the opening to her anus and ; slithered through its tight muscle ring, broadening quickly and ; stretching her in a new direction. ; 'Aaaaannnngggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,' climaxes fired through her ; spasming body as she experienced an intensity of sexual arousal never ; dreamed possible. Orgasm followed orgasm as relentless tentacles ; yanked at her aching tits and powered into her twin holes. Writhing in ; ecstasy, her mind a blurred pink mush of sensation, she was never ; really aware of exactly what it was that literally screwed her to ; death.
; ; Rhyull was satiated for the moment. This female had an incredible ; amount of emanations to release. He felt sorry she was dead. If only ; he could keep one such as this alive it would fill all his needs. Oh ; well, where there was one there would be others. He left the body ; where it was. It would probably be some time before it was found in ; this secluded glade. By then he would be far away. He slid easily ; through the vegetation. His eyes saw better at night than most animals ; did in daylight.
; ; Nearing the black surface, he followed the bordering jungle in the ; same direction Coral had been unknowingly carrying him. A few miles ; down the road he saw lights. Approaching carefully, he came upon a ; large compound, with rows of wooden huts and a couple of large ; buildings. If he could have read the sign over the entrance gates, he ; would have seen a stylised logo of black and white hands clasped ; together, along with the words 'Youth International' and in smaller ; letters underneath 'Helping The World To Help Itself'. Skirting the ; open compound until he was as far from the road as possible, Rhyull ; settled down to see what the morning would reveal.