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INVASION
by
QuestionMark
and
SumYoungGai
"Number One, report."
"Many life forms, though one type seems to be causing the others to
diminish. No life form of any significant intelligence, though one of
the
higher species seems trainable."
"Recommendations."
"This planet has abundant resources, though many have been polluted
and
used up. It is, however, still an ideal planet for colonization. There
is
abundant food, and, with a little work, the environment can be
restored. It
would make a fine addition to the empire, my lord.
"None of the species on earth are capable of successfully resisting
us, my
lord, but one species is capable of enormous destruction and has shown
a great
willingness to use those capabilities. Humans, as they are called, must
be
dealt with. Though far below us in intelligence, they are still
trainable for
use as common slaves."
"How do you propose to deal with them?"
"Somnogas."
"Ahhhh, yes, I see."
"This, of course, is only a first step. Once the gas is in the
atmosphere
our agents, who have already been put in place at key points in the
human's
communications systems, will begin the pacification process. This will
take
about three weeks to complete."
"And then...?"
"There will be some who are in remote areas and are not connected to
any
world wide communications network. Those humans will simply be
eliminated."
"And the rest...?"
"Will serve only us."
"Tell me more about these humans."
"Their males are generally strong, physically, but easily
manipulated by
the females. They are bipeds, omnivores, have iron based blood, employ
bisexual reproduction... Well, actually, if you added another 200 or so
points
to their intelligence quotient, they would be almost exactly like us.
As it
is, they are as far below us as their meat species "cows" are below
them.
Which brings up one more thing, my lord Dredd. Our research shows that
in
addition to being useful as pleasure-toys, their females can provide a
rather
tasty meal. Just look at the chemistry readouts."
Dredd's attention suddenly focused as he examined the display.
"Incredible!
These so-called 'endorphins' combine with some of their sex hormones
for a
nearly unmatched source of the Primary Regenerative Substance. We may
have a
very important discovery here." His enthusiasm suddenly tempered. "But
why are
they present in quantity in only one of the subjects you scanned?"
"A stroke of luck, my lord. That particular female attempted to
resist the
probe, and she was damaged a bit. It turns out this species only
produces
those enzymes in response to pain. A simple enough stimulus, now that
we know
to provide it."
The leader's smile returned. "Excellent! Have you collected any
samples so
that I may make my own appraisal?"
"It is being done, even as we speak."
"Your work pleases me. You may proceed."
"Thank you, my lord." The aide produced a comm device and started
issuing
the fateful commands.
MEANWHILE, ON EARTH...
Krissy was a 19 year old college student at the University of
Wisconsin.
She had the classic good looks of her Scandinavian heritage -- milky
skin,
beautiful blonde hair. She was tall and very well formed. There was no
lack of
male admirers for her, but she was cautious and had committed to no
one.
Krissy was no virgin, but she wasn't a slut either. She was above
average in
intelligence, gracefully athletic, and very friendly. Only the best
for Lord
Dredd.
Krissy was walking down State Street after a noon meeting of her
Mass
Communications Law study group at Zorba's. It was a beautiful late
Spring day
and she was admiring the new leaves on the trees lining the pedestrian
mall.
She wasn't paying much attention to the people around her, which is why
she
didn't notice the two men who approached her from different directions.
She
registered their presence just about the same time that she heard a
small
'poof' sound. There wasn't even time to scream. Her will was torn from
her
swiftly and completely. She was aware of her surroundings on one level,
but
she could do nothing except follow the orders now being whispered to
her by a
large, good looking man to her left.
"You will accompany us," was all he said.
Her body obeyed, but her will was struggling to reassert itself.
Krissy had
always been mentally strong -- it was one of the things that made her a
good
athlete -- but she was no match for the alien's somnogas and she had
taken a
full dose. Fear rose within her as she tried to imagine what was
happening.
What she didn't know was that there was no way ANYONE could imagine
what was
about to take place.
The frightened young blonde was lead into the basement of the Lake
Street
parking ramp. The only person there rubbed his bloodshot eyes as he
beheld the
beautiful coed approaching him between the two men who looked like body
guards.
"Hey, missy, got any spare change?"
She could not respond, though a ray of hope flickered for a moment
when she
spotted the derelict in their path. One of the two men holding her
captive
produced a small vial of somnogas which quickly pacified the ragged
figure
propped up against the back wall of the garage. He saw, but was not
aware of
the shimmering transporter effect which carried the three figures to
someplace
he would never go.
BACK ON THE ALIEN SHIP
Krissy didn't remember falling asleep, but she must have because she
found
herself waking up in a strange room. She was stringently restrained on
some
sort of horizontally mounted X-frame, as she discovered when she tried
to
move. Her clothing had been taken from her, leaving her naked,
vulnerable, and
alone. She was strong, but panic hovered on the edge of her mind, and a
small
tear began to form in the corner of each eye. Her breathing was rapid
and she
could hear her blood pounding in her ears. There were no other sounds
in the
room except the quiet whisper of what she took for ventilation. The
lighting
was dim.
Krissy soon became aware of something that profoundly disturbed her
in an
even deeper way -- she was beginning to feel the early stages of sexual
excitement. Once, during a particularly passionate affair, she had
allowed her
boyfriend to tie her up for sex. The experience had been very powerful,
though
not repeated. Now, as she lay in her restraints, those memories
resurfaced and
she felt her body start to respond. Her nipples had been hard and erect
for
some time -- but she had attributed that to the coolness of the room.
Now,
however, she began to feel the rest of her body attain sexual heat. Her
pussy
was tingling, the inner lips of her sex swelling with an influx of
blood, and her
natural lubricant had begun to flow.
Questions raced through her mind. How did I get here? Where am I?
Who is
doing this to me? What will happen next? Why am I feeling so turned on?
She
tried to sort through her questions and fears. She had no information
to go on
and so it seemed wisest to the more rational part of her brain for her
to try
to relax and wait for something to provide more information. What she
did not
know was that she was spending her last remaining hours of life waiting
to
become a culinary experiment for alien invaders.
"This way, my lord, we have a specimen ready for your inspection,"
Number
One said as he lead Lord Dredd into the dimly lit examining room. He
passed
his hand over a wall panel and suddenly a very intense light came on,
focused
on the naked girl securely bound to the examining table.
"Ahhh, so this is what human females look like. Why, they look just
like
us. Apparently not as evolved mentally though, eh?"
"Yes, my lord. Our scientists calculate that it will take this
species,
left to their own devices, another 20 centuries to evolve to anything
even
approaching our mental level. Of course, now that we are going to
control
their development, such evolutionary progress will be controlled so
that there
is no danger of them ever competing with us."
Krissy heard all this, but did not understand any of it. The aliens
were
speaking in their own language now, and there was no way for her to
interpret
what was being said. She began to think that she was simply having some
sort
of nightmare and that in a few moments her alarm clock would go off and
she
would wake up in her own bed. Who were these people? She couldn't see
anything
because of the bright light shining directly into her eyes, but she was
listening carefully to see if there was any clue as to her whereabouts
and any
opportunity to escape her confinement. Her sexual excitement was
mounting, and
she had the fleeting thought that this was some sort of fraternity
prank which
would involve sex, and, perversely, this thought gave her some hope.
She felt something touch her (hands?) and her body involuntarily
shivered
in fear, disgust, and arousal. Into the light which bathed her came a
surprisingly human looking hand which held some sort of device. It
emitted a
whirring, beeping sound which was vaguely irritating.
"You say that they can be consumed as food?"
"Actually, sir, our advance scouts reported that the females of the
species
are quite tender, very tasty, and, well, you saw the chemical
readouts."
"And how does one prepare them?"
"Ahh, now that's an excellent question. We're going to adopt a human
method
of cooking for this demonstration, called a barbeque."
"I'll look forward to it. Proceed with the preparations while I
observe."
"Yes, my lord."
The young blonde on the table had no way of understanding the
aliens'
language, so she had no clue as to what was happening. What she saw was
a very
human like figure approaching her with two large needles, each of which
trailed a long tube. She could not move any part of her body, so
stringent was
her bondage. Nevertheless, she struggled anyway, every muscle straining
to the
breaking point as she strove to escape.
She had been securely bound to what amounted to a horizontal X-frame
supported by a single metal post which rose from the floor. The alien
with the
needles was accompanied by an assistant who held a device which looked
a lot
like a flash light. The light was turned on and Krissy felt a strange
tingling
in her chest.
"I'll explain the procedure, my lord. We are about to exchange this
specimen's blood for a new chemical mixture which will sustain her life
for
the time it will take to insert the impaling tube. Afterwards, it will
remain
in her body, absorbed by every cell, to heighten her senses acutely,
particularly her ability to sense pain and pleasure. She will be able
to feel
everything we are doing to her, but will not be able to lose
consciousness
until the point of death. The chemical also has the effect, when
heated, of
tenderizing the meat while preserving natural juices, and neutralizing
any
bacteria she may be carrying which could be harmful to us."
"The instrument my assistant is holding will allow me to see inside
the
subject's chest so that I may place the intake and output tubes in
their
proper places. The subject will probably scream loudly when this is
done, as
it is quite painful."
Krissy saw the glow of the flashlight device and felt its warmth
bathe her
chest in contrast to the coolness of the room. Then she felt a prick as
one of
the needles penetrated her skin, followed by a deeper pain as it was
swiftly
shoved into her aorta. She groaned, but did not scream, yet. The prick
and
deeper pain were repeated as a second needle was inserted into a vein
connected directly to her heart.
"One tube will draw her blood away while the other fills her with
the new
chemical. This will also make the next part of the process a little
less
messy, as all blood will have been removed."
Krissy felt a strange, unpleasant sensation in her chest -- indeed
all over
her trembling, naked body -- as she watched her life's blood pumped
from her
chest into one tube while another poured who knew what into her to
replace it.
All of her senses seemed to be heightened, particularly her sense of
individual body parts. She was more aware of every inch of her skin
than she
had ever been before. She didn't know it but this was attributable to
the
chemical she was being filled with and would serve to make her eventual
pain
feel even worse.
In no time at all, every drop of her blood had been removed and the
two
tubes were taken out, leaving two small holes near her left breast. The
deep
sinking feeling in her stomach worsened when she noticed the sizable
holes
didn't bleed, but instead oozed a small amount of clear peach-colored
fluid.
"Now, the preparations can begin, my lord, and the next step will
employ
the tools of ritual sacrifice, rather than more modern technology."
"A nice touch, Number One, you may proceed."
"Thank you, my lord."
A long silvery object appeared in Krissy's field of view, its edge
covered
with abstract designs and indecipherable runes. Her strong optimism
nearly
managed to persuade her the thing was some sort of jewelry. The
optimism was
replaced by dread as the artifact came to rest against the soft, milky
skin of
her belly just above the line of her neatly trimmed pubic hair. And the
dread
turned to full-fledged horror as the alien blade sliced through her
strangely
unbleeding skin, causing a flash of searing pain which she felt in
every cell
of her body. She should have fainted, but could not -- the chemicals
which
controlled her nervous system denied her that escape and so she watched
with
growing terror as the alien hand wielding the knife swiftly opened her
abdomen
all the way to the bottom of her rib cage. Her scream was long and loud
as she
felt the blade pass through her flesh. The alien wielding the blade was
very
careful not to cut deeply enough to damage the internal organs.
Krissy watched in morbid shock, unable to believe she was still
alive, as
the alien drew another instrument, covered in metallic teeth and even
larger
than the first. He used it quickly open her chest, splitting her breast
bone
right down the middle. The pain was excruciating. She knew now that she
was
going to die, and this added to her horror. She was losing her mind, as
coherent thought fled and the pain continued to mount. Her screams
filled the
room, reverberating off the walls in eerie echoes of terror.
Alien hands dipped into Krissy's opened body cavity and began to
gently probe
and rearrange things inside her. It was an amazingly clean operation --
no
blood -- since the chemical injected into her body had been completely
absorbed by her tissues, leaving nothing behind in her blood vessels.
She
caught sight of a long tube disappearing into her gaping abdomen, but
couldn't make herself concentrate on what the inhuman doctor was doing
with
it.
Krissy had never felt pain like this before and she had to endure it
while
awake. Her mind had long ago fled into whatever protection it could
find, but
the pain was something from which she could not escape. Every organ in
her
body, except her brain, had been handled. Even though the handling had
been
careful, internal organs were not meant to be handled at all, and the
operation had proceeded without any pain blocking medications. Each
touch of
her innards produced new and more horrified screams. Had she not been
securely
strapped to the frame, she would have torn herself to pieces, so great
was her
distress.
"Good. Put her organs back in place and close."
A final check of the work, and they pulled the sections of her
divided
torso back together. Another flashlight shaped device emitted a low hum
and a
violet colored light. Her sternum was fused together, and, as if by
magic, the long cut which had been made from her belly to her neck was
completely closed without a mark left behind to show that she had ever
been cut.
The two needle-ended tubes were brought back and her blood was pumped
back into
her system. An electrode sent a shock to her heart, which once again
started
beating. Krissy felt a very weird sensation as she could literally feel
her
blood re-entering her body and flowing to her extremities.
"Marvelous. She looks as though she had never been touched. Number
One, you
are indeed an artist as well as an able assistant. You shall have the
first
taste at the great feast tonight and sit at my right hand."
"My, Lord Dredd, you honor me, but, forgive me, the first taste is
always
reserved for your Supremeness, is it not?"
"True, and if so, then I may give it to whomever it pleases me, may
I not?
Come, come, Number One, this false modesty does you no credit. It will
be as I
command."
"To hear is to obey, my lord."
Krissy's mind was spinning with shock. She should not be alive, yet
here
she was, still feeling the pain of having been, essentially, bled to
death and
then brought back to life. She was still tied to the X-frame examining
table
and she could sense all of her limbs. Curiously, she tested her
voluntary
muscles, flexing various groups to see which ones were still connected.
They
all seemed to work. Her body was tired. New sensations flooded it. She
was in
pain, yet in the back of her mind, some part of her took pleasure in
this pain
which had been delivered in ways completely beyond either her control
or
comprehension. She knew that her pussy lips were swollen and slick with
lubricant, her nipples hard with desire. Her own body betrayed her
mind, which
was in shock. She was going to be killed here -- she knew this somehow
-- yet
her body was taking pleasure in its abuse. Her screams had tapered off
to low
moans as her body absorbed the pain and turned it into something else.
LATER THAT DAY
There were five alien males in the room in addition to Lord Dredd
and they
all began to remove their clothing. If Krissy's bondage and the bright
lights
had not prevented her from seeing, she would have been amazed at the
sight of
the naked alien men. For one thing, they looked exactly like human men.
But
there was one important difference. Each of these men were incredibly
well
endowed sexually. The smallest cock in the group was about 10 inches
long, the
largest around 14, and they were all very thick. Their balls were also
oversized, compared to human males.
Krissy could hear the rustle of clothing but could not tell what was
happening. She could not move her head more than an inch in any
direction due
to a restraining halter which was firmly attached to the frame upon
which she
was bound. Her long blonde hair had been treated with something
surprisingly
like an oily mousse, and then braided. A strong wire had been
intertwined in
the braid and attached to a d-ring. Krissy's braid was pulled down,
pulling
her head back to nearly a 90 degree angle to the rest of her body. Her
hair
was pulled just tight enough to be painful and to make breathing a
little
uncomfortable. A flat support with a notch for her neck was pulled out
and
placed against the back of her neck. Overall the combination had the
effect of
making a straight line from her mouth to her crotch. The other effect
was to
increase Krissy's arousal, something which both disgusted and pleased
her at
the same time.
Now she was looking at an upside down world, and since the lights
were no
longer shining in her eyes, she had a better view of her surroundings.
The
room apparently had no other fixtures than the one upon which she was
bound.
But that wasn't something that she noticed right away. First, she
spotted what
appeared to her to be a man. Not an ordinary man though. This one had
the
biggest cock she'd ever seen, and it was starting to stiffen as he
walked
toward her head. By the time it touched her lips, the alien cock was a
full 11
inches in length and at least an inch and a half thick.
Krissy fought her inexplicable arousal, clenching her jaw tight. Not
unprepared, the alien withdrew a three-inch copper needle from his belt
and
reached over to her right breast. He pressed the tip of the thick
needle
against her nipple, watching a small drop of blood well up. Then,
without
hesitation, he plunged it deep into her breast. Krissy screamed anew at
the
incredible pain, managing to forget for a moment even the pain of her
recent
surgery. Before she could close her mouth, the head of the alien cock
was inside
it.
Ignoring her futile attempts to dislodge him, the alien lieutenant
thrust
into her mouth, enjoying the way her face looked as her pretty mouth
strained
around the foreign flesh. Something about the alien taste affected her
strangely. Her control started to crumble, victim to the tricks of her
captors' chemistry.
Her heightened senses were evident as she clearly felt every ridge,
every
bulging vein of that pulsing, throbbing cock stretching her overworked
oral
cavity. She felt incredible heat coming from the alien prick and some
more
abstract part of her brain wondered about their metabolism. She felt
the thick
coronal ridge press into her throat, ignoring the gasping, and gagging
it was
causing. She thought she might black out from lack of oxygen, and at
the same
time she felt herself becoming more and more aroused by her
predicament. Her
face was red from shame and from her exertions. Her whole body jerked
and
thrashed against the bonds as she tried to reject the massive prong
being
shoved down her dainty throat.
She'd never taken a cock anywhere near this large before. As the
well-
endowed man pushed further she began to gag, choking around the girth
being
forced into the back of her mouth. She could do nothing to stop the
slow,
steady progress of the invading shaft and her gagging continued, to the
amusement of the men surrounding her.
"Look at the convulsions," one of them laughed.
Number One whispered to the alien busy with asphyxiating the girl,
"Careful, Number Three. Lord Dredd will want to kill this meal himself,
and
you know what happened to the last person who spoiled his fun."
"Yes, Number One," Number Three replied, suddenly sober. He pulled
back a
bit, allowing the twitching blonde to gasp for air through her nose.
He did not pull all the way out, however, and soon the head of his
cock was
once again pressing against the back of Krissy's throat -- this time
only for
a moment -- and then he withdrew a little.
The cock felt good in Krissy's mouth and she began to respond to the
feeling. She could not move her head one inch, so stringent was her
bondage,
but she had free use of her lips and tongue and she made the most of
it,
tasting the copious discharge of pre-cum flowing from the big dick
planted in
her face, and she also began to notice that she did not gag each time
the
cockhead reached her throat. Her strange lover noticed this too, and
began to
feed her more on each stroke. Then, gradually at first but then with
more
speed, he began to push the entire length into her wide stretched face.
Krissy
was going wild with lust now as the combination of the bondage and the
huge
cock sinking into her clasping, gasping throat began to really affect
her.
Meanwhile, another of the aliens was moving up between the young
blonde's
wide spread legs. He held his hugely erect dick in his right hand. His
was 13
inches long and two inches thick with a huge purple head. He seemed to
be
closely examining her cunt, as though seeing it for the first time. The
view
was spectacular. Krissy had a much bigger than average cunt. Her labia
majora
made a significant bulge in even the most modest of swimsuits, which
tended to
keep the young coed off all but the most private beaches. Now, in an
advanced
state of excitement, the size of her sex was even more pronounced as
the inner
lips were almost rigidly swollen with arousal and her pussy cream ran
freely.
"You did not tell me she was so well endowed, Number One."
"It was not reported to me that she was, my lord, I have no
information on
how widespread a female sex organ of this size may be in the general
population, sir. Perhaps we should spare this one for breeding
purposes."
"Hmmm, I don't know. In such a large population, she is surely not
unique.
And the banquet is planned already. We will proceed. Those lips will
certainly
be a delicacy at my table, though." Lord Dredd said with a gleaming eye
and
wicked grin.
(continued in part 2 of "INVASION")
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