As Stacy became more comfortable with her alien, her sexuality rose. It wasn't long before the alien was manipulating her to orgasm every night. The alien didn't mind and was actually rather amused by her horniness. Although she had become comfortable with him, she still blushed when he would point out the parts of her pussy to his class. Thus, he always had the opportunity to expound on his "discovery" of human blushing.

Near what Stacy estimated to be her seventeenth birthday, the alien announced that he had some good news for her. Answering her inquiry, the alien told her that she was to be bred.

"No!" was her response.

"Why?" the alien asked. "You seem to enjoy sexual contact."

"I like it when you touch me. I just don't want those boys to stick their thing in me. Please don't let them," she begged.

"You are very sexual and enjoy your sexual experiences. I don't understand," questioned the alien.

"On earth, women have the choice to breed or not. I like to have you touch me. You are kind and gentle. I don't even know those boys and I don't want a baby! Please don't make me..." she pleaded.

"The choice is not mine. Your control is with the university. I must comply with their wishes and so must you," the alien explained.

Stacy paused. She could feel the compassion from the alien. She also knew he could do nothing to stop what was to happen. "Will you stay with me when I'm bred?"

"If you wish," he comforted.

"When will it happen," she asked.

"Tomorrow," he replied.

That evening, she stopped the alien when he tried to manipulate her sexually. She was too upset to concentrate or even enjoy it. He did caress her back and her shoulders. His touch felt nice to her but she still remained stressed.

She didn't sleep well that night. In the morning, she stayed on her platform instead of walking out of her enclosure as she normally did. The alien, sensing her state, moved her on her platform out of the enclosure and fed her. Upon completion, Stacy felt something being inserted into her pussy. What are you doing?" she inquired.

"It is something to make your breeding easier and less painful," he explained.

Stacy manages a weak smile for his thoughtfulness but said nothing more. They left a short time later to go to the breeding facility.

The trip was made in silence. The alien had tried to talk to Stacy but she didn't want conversation. Her mind was preoccupied with what was to become.

They entered the facility but this time, Stacy didn't look at the girls. She was moved through the male section and into the small annex. She felt herself being moved as the platform adjusted her position so that her ass was raised. Her legs were spread apart, exposing her delicate, virgin pussy. Her eyes had been tightly shut when she entered the room. She didn't want to look at the boy who was going to fuck her. Her eyes opened widely as she felt herself being moved backwards. "Stay with me!" she pleaded to the alien.

"I will not leave," he comforted.

As she felt her backwards movement stop, she again pleaded, "Hold me!"

Her alien stepped forward and placed his hand on her back. She felt a human hand touch her ass. She braced herself for what she knew would happen next. As something touched her pussy, she would have cried out if it wasn't for the silence collar around her neck. The inevitable then happened.

Pain shot through her crotch as she was pierced by a cock. The boy's stomach crashed into her ass as his cock buried itself in her cunt. The rod backed out slightly only to jut forward once more. Again and again she was speared by the erect penis. After what seemed like hours to Stacy, she felt her pussy being filled with cum. Soon after, the boy's cock was pulled from her sore cunt. She was moved forward and winced as a plug was pushed into her pussy.

She was tired and sore. The plug in her pussy didn't help the rawness but at least it was over. Breathing a sigh of relief, she allowed her body to relax while she waited to leave. It was not as bad as she expected but it was not, as most girls hope for, enjoyable. She hated the university for making her do this. All she wanted now was to go home.

Stacy felt the plug being removed from her pussy. A tear formed in her eye as the smooth plug seemed to scrape its way out of her chaffed cunt. She suddenly became aware that she was moving backwards. She stopped. What was happening now?

Her eyes filled with tears as she felt another hand touch her bare ass. Another cock was unceremoniously jammed into her abused passage. Although this one did not hurt as bad as the first, her sore pussy was in no condition to be fucked again. The second boy continued to rapidly jab her until his cum was squirted into her joining the first boys. She was once more moved forward and the plug was replaced in her cunt.

Stacy couldn't have moved even if she was allowed to. Had it not been for the platform holding her, she would have collapsed in a heap on the floor. She was exhausted. Her alien had stayed with her both times she had been fucked. His hand never left her back. She wanted to thank him but she just didn't have the energy. If only they would pull out the plug and let her go home.

Stacy got her wish. The plug was removed. Her body was limp. She needed to rest. She hadn't even realized that she had moved until she felt a third hand touch her ass. "Nooo!" her mind screamed as she was impaled again. At least this time there was no pain. She was numb. Her mind had ceased to receive any signals from her pussy. The only way she knew it was over is that she was moved forward and the plug was pushed in again. What happened next, Stacy didn't know. She had passed out.

When Stacy came to, she found herself back in her enclosure. She looked up and saw the alien sitting in his chair watching her. "Are you all right?" he asked.

"I'll be fine," she lied. Her pussy was sore. The ordeal seemed to have drained energy ounce of strength from her body. Feeling the plug still in her revenged pussy, she asked, "Can you remove the plug?"

"It must remain in for a little while longer. It is time for your feeding. Would you like to come out?" the alien questioned.

"Can you move me out?" she requested. "I'm too exhausted to move." She felt the feeding tube enter her ass. It felt strange with the plug still in her pussy. The tube was removed and her plug inserted into her ass. Although still sore, the two plugs in her felt nice. It slightly aroused her sexual feelings. The alien placed his hand on her back. His touch comforted her and sleepiness overcame her once again.

Over the next few days, Stacy and her alien talked about her breeding. Upon questioning why she had been bred three times, she learned that the aliens thought that human males produced very little semen and that it took at least three to produce enough to impregnate a female. She found that the alien had tried to prevent her from having to be bred because she didn't want it. Stacy found that strange. She had not wanted to be bred either but had accepted it for him.

It had been three days since she had an orgasm by the alien's manipulations. Stacy's urges had begun again the day after she had been bred but the alien had not touched her since the breeding. When she was fed that evening, she assumed her usual position next to the alien's chair. He finished feeding her and, for the third evening in a row, had placed his hand on her back but avoided her pussy. On this particular evening, Stacy had even tried to spread her legs a little wider and push out her cunt a little more with no results.

"Why won't you touch me?" she asked. "Don't you enjoy me anymore? Have I done something to anger you?"

"I didn't think you wanted to be touched any more," he commented. "You refused the evening before you were bred. Do you still burn even though you have been bred?"

"Yes," she answered. The alien lowered his hand to her thirsty cunt. "Mmmm," she moaned as the alien once more drove her into ecstasy.