; ; Captain Timothy Cochrane tapped a key, ending his log entry. It ; promised to be a boring, routine mission - and that suited him just ; fine. It would be nice, for once, not to worry about doing battle with ; Klingon warships, or some other threat that might destroy his ; ship. And while he had only participated in one battle during his ; twelve months as captain of the ship, that battle was enough to ; convince him to avoid all future battles if at all possible. Other ; captains would be thrilled to match tactics and torpedoes with the ; Klingons - but a nice, quiet plant-gathering mission was all that ; Cochrane could have asked for.
; ; "Approaching Faslekh now, sir," reported Mr. Harden from his station ; at the helm.
; ; "Good," said Cochrane. "Navigator, plot a standard orbit."
; ; "Aye, sir," said Lieutenant Buccia. Her fingers danced upon the ; console. "Estimate arrival in fourteen minutes."
; ; "Acknowledged. Science officer, any contacts?"
; ; "Negative, sir," said the red-haired woman behind him. "Scans show no ; ships in this vicinity."
; ; "Not surprising," said the captain. "We're a long way out." He ; swiveled toward the communications console. "Lieutenant Stakt, any ; messages from Starfleet?"
; ; The blue-skinned Andorian shook her head. "No, sir."
; ; "Very well. Advise Starfleet that we've arrived. Signal the research ; team to begin their preparations. Also, send a security team to ; accompany them to the planet's surface. They probably won't be needed, ; but a little extra caution never hurts."
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; ; "It's beautiful down here," said Melissa, momentarily forgetting her ; tricorder readings while she stared at the verdant lush undergrowth ; all around them. "Like a vast, unending garden."
; ; Christine nodded and smiled wistfully. "It's a shame we can't spend ; more time here," she said. "I have a feeling there's a lot we could ; learn from this planet."
; ; "I agree. But Starfleet wants results, and they're not giving us very ; much time to come up with them. I suppose I shouldn't complain though; ; after all, they're paying for our expedition."
; ; "Speaking of Starfleet," Christine nodded her head back to the six ; security guards who trailed the science team. "Do they really think it ; was necessary for us to have an armed escort down here?"
; ; "They're probably just following regulations," said Melissa. "After ; all, most of this planet has never been visited before, and we don't ; really know what we'll encounter." Melissa lowered her voice to a ; whisper. "Besides, some of those guys are kinda cute."
; ; Christine tried not to smile. "I hadn't noticed."
; ; "The hell you didn't," said Melissa, grinning. "Say, it is rather hot ; down here. Maybe we should urge them to take off their shirts."
; ; "Now, Melissa," said Christine in a scolding tone that was less than ; half-serious. "We're here to study plant life, not animal life."
; ; "Mmmm. Pity."
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; ; They had been on the planet for over an hour, and everyone was ; sweating profusely. The jungle was as steamy as a hot shower, and ; Melissa's clothes had become quite damp.
; ; "I'm picking up some unusual readings in that direction," she said, ; pointing to the southwest. "Looks like it's about three hundred yards ; or so."
; ; "All right, why don't you go ahead and check it out," said ; Christine. I'm going to stay here and collect some samples."
; ; "Do you think I should ask one of those nice men to join me?"
; ; Christine shook her head. "I don't think so."
; ; "Why not? What if something happens to me? I'd feel safer with a big, ; strong man there to protect me."
; ; "Uh huh. Right." Christine smirked. "I have a feeling that HE would be ; the one needing protection."
; ; Melissa grinned. "You're probably right. Okay, then, I'll go ; alone. But if I'm not back in an hour, send one of those hunks out to ; get me."
; ; "If you're not back in an hour, I'll call you on the communicator."
; ; "I'll turn it off."
; ; Christine smiled and shook her head. "Get going, will you? I've got ; work to do, and so do you."
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; ; Melissa gawked at the lush foliage as she walked through the forest, ; taking occasional glances at her tricorder to make sure she was ; heading in the right direction. After being confined to the small ; rooms and narrow corridors of a starship for the last two weeks, this ; vast green wilderness was like paradise to her.
; ; She finally reached the location indicated on the tricorder, which ; showed a concentrated abundance of life readings within a relatively ; small clearing. There was no canopy overhead to keep the sunlight from ; warming the ferns and flowers that surrounded her. Their sweet smell ; was everywhere, and she inhaled deeply, allowing the floral aroma to ; fill her senses.
; ; There was a patch of beautiful violet flowers nearby, and she kneeled ; down next to one of them, bringing her face close to the petals. The ; first sniff brought a smile to her face. Such a lovely fragrance; this ; was definitely where the odor was coming from. She closed her eyes and ; took another sniff, then another, then another. Intoxicating. She kept ; breathing it in, enjoying the exotic scent. After a full minute of ; incessant sniffing, she began to feel dizzy, and decided to lie down ; on a blanket of moss, right in the middle of the flowers.
; ; The pungent aroma was all around her; it permeated the air like a ; cloud of perfume, making it hard for her to think clearly. She slowly ; became aware of a familiar sensation stirring in her body. Her heart ; was beating faster, her breathing grew more rapid, her nipples tingled ; and her pussy was starting to come alive. Had the flowers done this to ; her? She wouldn't have thought it possible - but here she was, growing ; more and more horny by the second. She could feel herself opening up, ; her sex beginning to throb and pulse with excitement. It wouldn't be ; long the sex juice started to ooze from her hungry vagina.
; ; She smiled dreamily. It would be at least forty-five minutes before ; she was due back. More than enough time for a little ; self-gratification.
; ; She tugged her shirt off and then unfastened her bra. The sunlight ; bathed her breasts with golden warmth as she pushed her skirt down her ; legs, then did the same to her panties. Finally she was completely ; naked upon the forest floor, and it felt wonderful to have all her ; clothes off. She moved a hand to her crotch and began to rub.
; ; It took only seconds for her to get wet. She had never felt so horny ; before in her entire life. She stroked the fleshy folds of her ; sensitive labia, vigorously massaging her increasingly moist ; pussy. While she busily fingered herself with one hand, her other hand ; moved up to caress the firm, plump flesh of her left breast. Its ; nipple was already stiff and swollen, and she pinched and tugged at ; the taut pink tit, sending erotic tingles through her entire ; body. Pretty soon she was panting, making soft little moans as she lay ; there, eagerly pleasuring herself amidst a sea of sweet-smelling ; flowers.
; ; She wished that one of the security guards would find her here, that ; he would see her lying naked on the ground, feverishly ; masturbating. Being the gentleman that he was, he wouldn't want her to ; be in such agony, so he would promptly remove his own clothes. Then he ; would crawl on top of her, his hard cock dangling against her waiting ; pussy. She wouldn't protest; she wouldn't even say anything. She would ; simply spread her legs for him, inviting him to fuck her, to shove his ; wonderful penis deep into her hot, juicy cunt. That's what she wanted ; - to feel a big meaty dick, sliding in and out, in and out, ravishing ; her, making her squeal and groan. She closed her eyes and rubbed her ; pussy even harder, her mind focused on what that handsome, imaginary ; man was doing to her.
; ; Then she felt it - something soft, slithering against her leg. Her ; eyes flew open, and she looked downward to see a greenish purple vine ; beginning to wrap itself around her thigh. She screamed and tried to ; back up, but the tendril was deceptively strong. Her leg was ; trapped. As she tried to pull free, another vine shot out from the ; foliage, ensnaring her left wrist. She managed to pry the vine away, ; but not before two more of the tangling strands had grabbed hold of ; her other arm, pulling it above her head. Both of her legs were ; trapped now, and yet another creeper was starting to entwine itself ; around her free arm. She screamed again as the leafy tentacles quickly ; fastened themselves to her body, twisting around her arms and legs, ; making it impossible for her to move.
; ; Like something from a nightmare, a snake-like tendril slowly rose up ; from the ground between her legs. Its 'stem' was about four ; centimeters wide, and at the tip she saw a larger purplish bulb, ; shaped like a flower that had not yet opened. Melissa watched in ; horror as the penis-like vine descended toward her. It touched her ; calf and began to slide upward along her inner thigh, tickling her ; bare skin. As it slithered its way toward her waist, the purple bulb ; kept weaving back and forth, as if trying to track down some elusive ; scent. She held her breath, her heart racing as she watched the ; sentient plant move closer and closer toward her crotch. When it ; finally got there, it paused, its bulging head hanging poised at the ; entrance to her womb. "It's smelling me," thought Melissa, paralyzed ; with fear. "It's smelling my juices."
; ; Without warning, the vines holding her legs suddenly pulled them ; apart, spreading her thighs wide open. The purple bulb moved forward ; and began to poke against her vulva, tentatively prodding her slick ; wet flesh as if trying to figure out how to get inside her. And then ; it found out. Melissa gasped as the plant-like intruder slowly pushed ; its way past her distended pussy lips and began to worm its way into ; her vagina.
; ; She didn't want to enjoy it. She wanted to feel horror, disgust, ; revulsion - but as the vine slowly worked its way inside her, she knew ; she was in trouble. It felt like a cock - a large, thick cock, ; deliciously scraping her inner walls, sending waves of erotic ; stimulation through her groin and up through her belly. She was ; getting raped, but there was no way for her to block out the pleasure ; of being filled and fucked. The alien weed began to move, slowly ; pulling out of her cunt...then sliding back in again. It was screwing ; her...it was screwing her, and she couldn't do a thing to stop it. And ; now even her pussy was betraying her; it kept whispering, "Oh my ; God...this feels soooo good...this is exactly what I want...don't ; fight it...give in to it...just lie back and enjoy the invasion..."
; ; "No!" she whimpered as the alien squirmed back inside her vagina. "I ; have to think of a way out of this!" The tendrils covering her belly ; writhed continuously, their leaves tickling her naked skin. "I can't ; just lie here and let this thing fuck me..." But as the tentacle ; plunged back into her steamy crevice, her defiance began to wane. "I ; can't just..." It shoved inside her again, filling her with its ; satisfying hardness. "I have to..." In it went, slithering into her ; juicy love shaft. "I...I..." She gasped as the intruder plunged deep ; inside her, eagerly tunneling toward her womb. She struggled to hold ; on to her tattered thoughts, but the cock-like vine just kept driving ; into her oozing snatch, again and again and again. With each thrust, ; her willpower grew a little weaker. She knew it wouldn't be long ; before she just gave up, allowing herself to moan and writhe like a ; female in heat. It just felt too good, too good to resist. Her legs ; opened wide, the alien organ pulsed in and out of her frothing cunt, ; providing her pussy with the sexual friction it so desperately ; wanted. "Just surrender...let it take you...feel what it's doing to ; you...you know you're enjoying this..."
; ; It was true. The serpentine tentacle was pleasing her pussy, and she ; was helpless to resist the erotic sensations that coursed through her ; body, threatening to consume her. She could feel the alien writhing ; inside her, filling her up, burying itself deep within her steamy ; vagina. Unstoppable. She announced her surrender with a lusty moan, ; arching her back as the thick rod skewered her cunt yet again.
; ; The violet flowers surrounded her. All of their petals had turned to ; face her, as if they were spectators who had come to witness the ; seduction of this young human female. Their intoxicating scent was as ; strong as ever; the aroma just kept pouring into her nose, into her ; mind, loosening her hold on sanity. As the penis-plant continued to ; plow into her gooey vagina, she gradually lost the capability for ; rational thought. All that mattered to her was the pleasure emanating ; from those firm thrusts into her groin. It wasn't long before her hips ; began to buck against those thrusts, joyously welcoming the alien ; invader into her pussy. She could feel the smooth vines moving all ; over her body, stroking her face, her breasts, her thighs. She moaned ; softly as the tentacle continued to fuck her, incessantly pumping her ; cunt with its hard rubbery stem. It seemed to be getting larger, ; slowly swelling in girth as it drilled her wet pussy with deep, rapid ; strokes.
; ; It finally proved to be too much for poor Melissa. The horny young ; woman groaned as her orgasm erupted, causing her body to writhe and ; convulse. She could feel the sex juice oozing out of her pussy, ; trickling down her bottom as the cock tentacle continued to pump her ; gushing twat. It wasn't done with her yet. While she thrashed and ; moaned deliriously, the rigid organ just kept drilling into her creamy ; sex hole. She could feel it getting thicker, plunging into her sopping ; vagina at an even faster pace. If it were a man's cock, she would have ; thought that he was getting ready to ejaculate. But this was a plant; ; it had no sperm to deliver.
; ; But then the alien buried itself deep inside her, and she could feel ; it throbbing as 'something' began to squirt into her vagina. If ; Melissa's mind hadn't been laid waste by her own orgasm, she would ; have been terrified at the thought of being impregnated by this alien ; invader. As it was, she simply moaned and wondered what was pouring ; into her womb. There certainly was a lot of it; she could feel wave ; after wave of creamy liquid spurting inside her, bathing her spasming ; vagina until her orgasm finally subsided. Then, all of her thoughts ; faded as she lapsed into unconsciousness.
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; ; She woke up to the sound of her communicator beeping. She groggily sat ; up and searched for the device among her discarded clothes.
; ; "Melissa here," she said sleepily, absent-mindedly stroking her naked ; belly.
; ; "Melissa, it's me," came Christine's voice. "We're getting ready to ; pack everything up over here. How are you making out?"
; ; "Pretty good. Just took a little nap."
; ; "What? Melissa, you were supposed to be studying the vegetation..."
; ; "I was, I was...I just felt really tired, that's all."
; ; Christine sighed. "Did you collect any specimens, at least?"
; ; Melissa glanced at the violet flowers. "Yup. A whole bunch of them."
; ; "Okay, good. Well listen, I'm going to beam up to the ship. Do you ; need anything else before you go?"
; ; "No, I'm fine. I'll be joining you in a few minutes, just as soon as ; I'm done here."
; ; "All right. See you on board."
; ; Melissa turned off the communicator and glanced around her. Something ; wasn't quite right. She felt sort of strange, as though there was ; something she was forgetting - something important. The last thing she ; remembered was masturbating; she remembered lying on the ground, ; eagerly rubbing her juicy quim. Then...nothing.
; ; She shrugged. Must have been one hell of an orgasm.
; ; But there were other things that she didn't understand. Why did she ; have all these scratches on her body? Why did her vagina feel raw, as ; if she had been poking something big inside herself? And why this ; persistent, nagging thought that something wasn't quite right?
; ; That thought stayed with her as she collected a variety of plants and ; placed them into containment boxes for future research. She didn't ; have any answers; all she wanted to do right now was get back to the ; ship and take a nice, hot bath.
; ; She flicked her communicator open. "Melissa to Intercourse. One to ; beam up."
; ; End of Part 1 ; [1 ; 2 ; 3 ; 4 ; 5 ; 6 ; 7 ; 8 ; 9 ; 10] ; ;