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Alternate Reality Ch. 04

Mel, or Melanie, was another one of my students. She was also Venus' buddy, and they were often seen studying together. They made quite a pair, Mel and Venus, not least because they were so different -- where Venus was tall and curvaceous, Mel was smaller built and slender. Venus' skin was a lovely bronze whilst Mel's was a creamy white. And where Venus' hair was a short bob, Mel's beautiful tresses reached almost to her waist. Mel was, in truth, a nice combination of both Venus and spunky little Angie.

I'd heard some rumours amongst the boys that they were lesbians because of the amount of time they spent together. I'd dismissed the notion as 'sour grapes' because the guys on campus never seemed to have any luck with either of the girls. But it was clear that the two girls were exceptionally close friends, so it was perhaps understandable that the guys had come to such a conclusion.

Perhaps that was why Venus was able to recognise her best friend from such a distance. Both Angie and I looked at the approaching figure and for life of us, we couldn't really tell who it was. All that was clear to me was that it was a naked young woman (from the jiggling breasts and general body shape) who appeared disoriented and was stumbling along. Angie looked at me and shrugged, signalling her own uncertainty.

Venus, being Venus, was absolutely certain, and set off running towards her friend. "Hey!" I shouted. "Hey Venus!" I wanted to remind her about sticking together, but she clearly wasn't listening. "Forget it, Mike," said Angie, grabbing hold of my lower arm. "She's not listening. We'd better go after her."

"Right," I said. "Let's!" With that, we trotted off, unable to muster up the same amount of enthusiasm or speed Venus was showing. I was still a little worn out from fucking Angie and Venus, and Angie didn't seem to have recovered completely too. Also, our strange surroundings and the constant attacks from the alien plants had left us a little wary. We really didn't know what to expect in this weird alternate plane we'd found ourselves in.

Venus reached her friend while we were still some distance away. We could see her go right up to Mel, grab her by her shoulders, look into her eyes, and pull her close. We couldn't hear any words being said as the two women embraced. Maybe they were just relieved to find someone familiar in an unfamiliar place.

As we approached the two girls, I realised that they were still locked in a tight embrace. Worse, they did not seem to be moving. An alarm rang in my head, just as Angie turned to me and said: "Something's wrong." I nodded, and we picked up our speed, running as fast as our aching muscles would allow.

Only when we were close enough was I able to see that I was right -- Venus was being held in place by her friend, and a greenish looking vine connected their pussies. "Look! Look at her mouth!" shouted Angie, and I realised that there was another vine snaking from Mel's mouth to Venus'. "Venus!" I yelled. "Get away from there!"

She couldn't respond, of course -- her eyes were open and unseeing. Dear lord, my Venus was being possessed by the alien in Mel's body. Angie and I reached the two women at the same time, and we each grabbed one girl by the shoulders and tried yanking them apart. No dice. They were locked tightly together, Venus' impressive hooters pressed up hard against Mel's smaller ones. Damn. Was this the end of the road for Venus?

"Grab the thing in their mouths!" shouted Angie. "I'll remove the other one!" I did as she bade, managing to pull an impressively long and thick vine from the girls' throats after a few hefty heaves. Shit. What about their..?

I looked down and saw Angie struggling to pull the alien out from the girls' pussies. As she yanked at the green vine connecting the girls, her fingers were slipping all over it, and ended up right against Mel's slit. It looked almost as if she was... playing with the girl's cunt. Feeling a little guilty for that flash of horny insight, I decided to help her. I motioned to her to keep pulling at Mel's end while I knelt down in front of Venus. Her reddened labia formed an upside down V right in front of my eyes, and as I looked, I could see the alien pulsing as it moved within her body. I gripped the alien vine at a point right next to her velvety pink valley, and used my own weight to press down on the alien invader.

I felt it give a little and gave a whoop of joy. "It's coming out! Pull, Angie!" I urged the girl behind me as I doubled my efforts. Venus' vulva bulged as its green invader slowly slipped out. I could feel the thing sag towards the floor, so I knew that Angie was having some success removing it from Mel too.

As the alien plant twisted and fought to slip back into Venus' vagina, I wrapped both hands tightly round the stem of the slippery vine and heaved with all my strength, noting how the huge bulbous tip distended Venus' pussy lips as it passed out of her. When it was finally clear of her, the poor girl collapsed on the floor, clearly overcome by the damned chemicals that had held her in place while the alien raped her. "Hey! Mike!" I heard Angie exclaim behind me and turned to look at her.

She had successfully removed the alien from Mel's body (now lying crumpled on the floor next to her), but the net result of her efforts was that the alien had switched its focus to her. Her eyes wide with fear, she was holding on to the stem of the alien vine whose tip had disappeared into her pussy. As I watched, the other end (the one that had been inside Venus) twisted and snaked its way up her inner thigh. It was clearly aiming to get inside her any way it could -- and that meant her asshole was about to be penetrated.

"Mike! Help! Me!" she called out desperately. I suppose it was shock that made me hesitate. That, and the fact that it looked a lot like Angie was fucking herself on the alien vine, the way it kept fighting her, twisting and surging in her hands and pushing into her as she kept pulling at it to keep it out. She was trying hard to stop it from going in any further than it had, but it didn't look like she was having any success. Yeah, I was kind of admiring the scene too, I guess. By the time I did anything, the alien's bulb had disappeared into her anal orifice.

"Mike! Help! It hurts!" she cried out again, and I sprang into action, scooting over to kneel in front of her as I reached out and caught hold of the end embedded within her rectum. Having achieved a beachhead in her backside, the alien wasn't giving up without a fight. I had to pull at it again and again, and watch her anal ring bulge out, slowly open, then quickly close again as I almost, but not quite managed, to pull it out. I suppose that under other circumstances, watching something like that might have been arousing, but my ears were filled with Angie's squeals and moans as the battle for her ass raged on.

After a while, I felt my arms begin to tremble and realised I was getting tired, but then, so was the alien, apparently. After a mighty surge it thrust itself deeper into Angie's asshole, pushing the stretched pink ring into her buttocks. She screamed, "Oh god, Mike! It's going... deep! Too deep!" and I knew I had to get it out pronto. I gritted my teeth and leant down on the damned thing with whatever remaining strength I had. I knew I would not be able to keep fighting the alien for much longer, and thankfully for Angie, I didn't have to.

Her asshole yawned wide, then snapped shut as I pulled the damned thing down and out of her rectum. Yanking the rest of the alien out of Angie's vagina was a piece of cake in comparison. My arms were so tired after that effort, and the fucking alien so slippery that I dropped it on the floor despite my best efforts to hold on to the squirming bastard. It wriggled about on the floor for a bit, then it seemed to gather its wits and began crawling like a snake towards the still-unconscious Venus.

Fuck, it wasn't going to have another bite of her cherry. Not while I was around. In spite of my tiredness I got up and quickly stomped down on it, just happening to put my full weight on the bulbous part. The alien suddenly burst like an overripe grape, spewing greenish liquid all over my foot and calf. It was viscous and sweet-smelling, and my stomach suddenly growled. "Shit, I'm fucking hungry," I thought. After all, we hadn't eaten anything for what seemed like a long time. I looked at the crushed alien plant under my foot. It was a mess, but it certainly smelled wonderful. Should I..? I wasn't sure if it was a good idea to eat any alien, or anything from the plant-like things that were constantly attacking us. What would that stuff do to our bodies?

I heard the sound of someone falling to the ground behind me and remembered my partner-in-rescue Angie. She had risked herself to save Venus and Mel, and I'd forgotten about the poor girl. I turned around and saw her lying on her back, her eyes closed. Maybe she'd fainted, maybe she was just too tired... or maybe she was hurt. I couldn't tell... and even if I did find out she was hurt, there was little I could do. No clothes, no pockets, no first aid kit. Damn this alien place.

Ignoring the now deflated alien at my feet, I dropped to my knees next to the young woman's body. It gleamed with her sweat in the half-light, and I could see her chest rising as she breathed. She was alright. At least, she was breathing. And as I watched her breathe, I realised that her breasts were leaking.

Yes, that sounds weird, I know, but up to now, there was very little about this place that wasn't weird. I could see a clear yellowish liquid well up at the very tips of her nipples, and I just couldn't help myself anymore. I leant forward and took a tentative suck. It didn't taste like milk -- maybe it would've been even weirder if it had tasted like milk -- but it tasted good: a sweetish, musky taste that made my stomach growl even more. Putting aside any last reservations I had about doing this to an unconscious woman, i placed my hands round her breast and covered her nipple completely with my mouth as I began sucking in earnest.

My mouth was immediately filled with the sweet nectar from her breast, and I wondered if this development had anything to do with the earlier attack by the alien plant, which had skewered the girls' breasts while they fought. Perhaps it had prepared the girls' mammary glands to provide food.

I drank deeply as I wondered about this, and was suddenly surprised by a movement beside me. Venus had regained her senses, and seized Angie's other breast. She began suckling at Angie's teat with as much (if not more) enthusiasm as I had.

I can't tell you how long we sucked at Angie's breasts, but after a while, I realised the girl was conscious. She was moaning a fair bit, that was how I knew... clearly, having the two of us sucking on her nipples was enjoyable, to say the least. When we finally stopped, I noticed that her breasts appeared smaller... and that her hand had moved to cover the split of her groin, which was noticeably leaking a small puddle of fluid.

"I... I'm sorry," Venus apologised first. "I... when I came to, I saw Mike sucking... and I... was so hungry I couldn't help it..."

"Um, Angie, I guess I..." I started to explain, but her finger on my lips stopped me. I was right -- she was wet. I could smell and taste her musk on her finger.

"It's alright, guys," she said. "No need to explain."

"I'm actually less tired than I was before," I continued to try. "Maybe drinking from you helped..."

"Yes it did," said Mel, her eyes locked onto mine. I could see a mischievous glint in them. "I... they were getting kind of heavy, after all."

"Speaking of which," Venus piped up. "Mmm... could you guys help..?" She gesticulated at her own overgrown chest.

Angie looked at Venus' huge breasts and literally salivated. "Sure, Venus," she grinned. "Anything to help you. Besides, I think we're going to need the energy after that exercise!"

Without further ado, we set about suckling at Venus' teats with gusto, and I stopped only when she suddenly reminded us about Mel. Squeezing her tit so that a trickle of the golden fluid slipped down the slope of her still impressive breasts, she said: "Maybe getting her to drink some of this will awaken her."

With Angie still sucking furiously at her left breast, Venus crawled over to the unconscious girl and put her tit into her mouth, squeezing at her nipple so that the liquid ran into the unconscious girl's mouth.

Now, that's a sight I don't get to see everyday. One girl sucking on another girl's tit while the other girl is pulling a third girl's face to her breast, urging her to have a suck too. Sitting there and watching them, it suddenly felt a lot like I was looking in on some guy's weird sex fantasy.

Anyway, there was no response from Mel in spite of Venus' urging. I could see she was still breathing, but she wasn't responding at all. Great. Since she was Venus' best pal, it was a sure bet we'd have to bring her along. I'd normally not have a problem with that, except that the whole place was barren and we had nothing around that we could use to fashion a sled or stretcher of some sort. It would probably come down to us having to carry her around, which would slow us down considerably. And given how the alien attacks didn't seem to be letting up, I wasn't sure we could afford to do so.

I think Angie was thinking pretty much the same thing too. Turning to look at me, then back to Venus, who was cradling Mel's head against her breast, she said: "Look, I think we should do something to try to get her awake. I'm not sure we can lug her around in her current state."

Venus didn't say anything, she just nodded her assent. Good. The girl is stubborn, but even she knew that we couldn't afford to slow down in our quest to get out of this place. "What do you suggest we do?" I asked. "We don't have anything on hand, and I'm not sure slapping will work."

"Won't it?" Angie said, and reached over to slap Mel's face lightly. Venus pulled her friend into a sitting position and suddenly said: "Hit her harder!" Angie did as she said, and she hit the girl a few more times before I stopped them. "It's no use," I said. "She's not responding."

"Do you have a better idea then?" Venus challenged. I saw tears in her eyes and my heart melted. My Venus was hurting, and I would do anything to help her. But what? What could we do to get Mel awake?

"Hey... how about this?" Angie interrupted my thoughts. "How about you fuck her awake?"

"I... what?" I said, incredulously. "You've got to be kidding..."

"Well, it's either that or we throw water on her. Since there's no water around, that means we pee on her, and I don't want to be around if she wakes up and sees all of us doing that," explained Angie. "Can you imagine waking up to that?"

I shook my head, trying not to let the image of the two girls pissing on an unconscious Melanie burn into my mind. "In the absence of any other option, fucking might just be the answer," Angie continued. "You know what? I'd do it, except I don't have the equipment. You're the only one of us that has, Mike, so that means... you're it."

In retrospect, I'll admit that was a pretty lame reason to fuck an unconscious girl, but at the time, it seemed... right. Venus even seemed to be in agreement, standing and pulling her friend up with her as per Angie's instructions. Mel's head sagged to the side as the girls positioned her for penetration, Angie holding on to her left leg while Venus held the right.

My cock was hard -- it had been so for quite some time, but I hadn't really paid much attention to it till now. As I moved towards the girl, it seemed to me that the head of my dick would not fit into the comparatively tiny slot of the unconscious girl. Angie seemed to concur, instructing Venus to pull her leg upwards so that I would "have more space".

Mel's legs formed an 'M' around her obscenely gaping pussy lips as my prick pressed inwards. She flinched and moaned, and the girls, encouraged by her reaction, urged me on. "Go on and give it to her, Mike," said Venus. "Yeah, give her all of it!" added Angie. "Get in there!"

I thrust forward as hard as I could, and was rewarded with a shudder from the unconscious girl. She was reacting to being fucked! The two girls at the side whooped with joy. With their arms hooked under her knees, they drew her pubis upwards so that I would have a better angle to insert my cock into Mel. I hesitated with my cock just halfway inside her. Her pussy looked... stuffed, her vulva distended around my intruding prong. "I don't know," I thought to myself as I looked at the unconscious girl. Mel's eyes were still closed, her breath sounding a little rapid and harsh. "Should I? Is this ra..." The two girls suddenly began yelling at me, urging me to "keep going", to "stop being a faggot" and to "fuck her till cum comes out her ears!"

Who can resist that kind of encouragement? I cast aside any remaining doubts, plunged right in and began sawing in and out of her as sexy, naked Venus and Angie kept yelling at me to continue fucking Mel. OK, it was screwed up alright, and it got a little out of hand after a while, because I was pumping so hard in her she was moving up and down in tandem with my movements in her body. Or was that because of the two girls' delightful assistance in ramming her up and down my prick? I couldn't tell.

I was going at it full tilt when they suddenly told me to stop. Apart from Mel's flinching and moaning, it didn't seem to be working the way we hoped it would. "It's not working," Venus complained. "She's reacting but she's not..."

"Fuck her in the ass!" said Angie fiercely. There was a light shining in her eyes that I'd never seen before. It was almost as if she was... relishing the idea of me fucking the unconscious Mel in her rear orifice. "What have we got to lose? We need her to wake up, and quick. Come on Mike, try that!"

Venus, again, did not disagree. She did as she was told, lifting Mel's legs higher so that her ass was now hanging just in front of my dripping wet cock. God, I don't know if it was that alien seed thing in my balls, but my cock was pulsing. I wasn't sure I wouldn't do her any damage if I fucked her in her backside, but the girls made up my mind for me, driving the unconscious girl forward onto my dick as I hesitated once more.

Wow. The sensation of Mel's hot, tight anal ring expanding round my prick head was incredible; and the feeling of her clutching rectal passage giving way to my throbbing erection was indescribable. I was sure I would come very quickly in her tight ass, and I was right. I didn't even have to move a muscle -- Venus and Angie simply lifted Mel up and slammed her down until I was balls-deep in her ass, Her anus was so tight around my cock that I started shivering and they knew I was about to cum, so the two girls moved even more quickly, thrusting me into her asshole so rapidly Mel's breasts didn't bounce, they seemed to be floating in front of my eyes.

My orgasm was immense -- I could feel my prick jerking around in the tight, confined space of her rectum as I sprayed everything I had into her bum. Mel had begun groaning and twitching when her ass was impaled on my cock, and she must have felt me cum into her buttocks because she drew a sharp breath and gave a sudden, sharp scream.

I really can't say what happened next because I don't know. The next thing I was aware of was that we were all lying on the floor, my softening prick still embedded inside Mel's bum. Her legs were wrapped around my neck and her face buried in my chest. Of Venus and Angie, I could only tell that they were on either side of us, both breathing hard. Their heads were turned away, so I couldn't tell if they were unconscious or not. Then Mel uttered a muffled "Get off of me!" and I quickly pulled out, noting how her asshole clutched at my prick before giving it up. A copious amount of my cum flowed out of her ravaged bum as I withdrew, making her groan.
As I stood up and moved backwards and away from her, Mel suddenly swung a swift and hard kick to my nuts. "Owwww!" she yelled. My own reaction was merely to cover my groin, but the honest truth was, it didn't hurt one bit. She hadn't missed either -- she'd hit me squarely in the balls, and by rights, I should have been incapacitated by such a hard and deliberate blow, but all I felt was the blow. There was no pain, no stomach churning, knee crumpling bolt of agony that a normal guy would expect to experience.

In fact, all it did was make my dick hard. I'd only just blown a huge load into her ass after all, so my dick was soft when I took it out. But when she kicked it, it went right up again. It was solid, rock hard, like I'd not fucked at all for the past three weeks. It was bizarre to say the least.

Anyway, while I was wondering about that, Venus and Angie had apparently come to and were restraining a violently protesting Mel. I guess I could identify with that... anybody'd be pissed off too if they came to, to find their ass being plugged by somebody.

"You fucker! You raped me!" she was yelling as the two girls tried to get her to calm down. "You're a fucking animal! How dare you!"

Both Venus and Angie tried to talk to her in soothing tones, but she refused to calm down. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she continued screaming at me as she struggled against the girls holding her back. "You think you're a big man, fucking me in the ass like that? You fucking faggot!"

"And you two... what the fuck did he do to make you help him fuck me? You're women too! How could you..." Angie must have figured Mel wasn't going to stop, so she reached over and gave her a solid backhand across her chops.

That kept her silent for long enough for Venus to explain her state when we'd found her, and how it had been a joint decision for me to fuck her back into her senses. "We had no other choice, Mel," she argued. "We couldn't figure out how else to get you awake."

"That's a likely story," retorted Mel, holding the side of her face where the imprint of Angie's hand was still visible. "I don't know what it is he's holding over you two, but rape is rape and I'm not going to let this piece of sh..."

"Look around you, bitch," said Angie sharply. "Use your fucking brain and think. What's the last thing you remember?"

"His cock in my ass!" was Mel's equally sharp response. "I remember him sodomising me! The fucker!"

"I mean before that!" retorted Angie. "What do you remember about what happened before that? How did you get here? And what happened to your clothes?"

"I remember him... his..." Mel's voice trailed off as Angie's question appeared to sink into her fevered brain. "I don't... remember..."

"Right, you don't," said Angie sarcastically. "In case you haven't noticed, we're all here without a stitch on, in a place that doesn't look like anything on Earth. Do you honestly think that one guy like that..." she gestured in my direction... "can get all of us to strip naked, throw away our clothes, and do his bidding?"

"Well, I don't think..." Mel began, but I could see that the fight was no longer in her eyes. In its place were clouds of confusion.

"That's right, you didn't," said Angie again, letting go of her arm and moving towards me. She reached out and held my dick like a lover would, tenderly. "You didn't think and the first thing you thought of was to lash out like a little girl."

"Look I..." the confusion was building in Mel's eyes. "I'm... i don't know how... where are we? And why am... why are we all naked?"

Venus decided to take over the task of explaining everything to Mel, from our earliest theories of what happened to our hypotheses on what we had to do to get out. Angie, in the meantime, seemed to be busy feeling me up, her hand running up and down my shaft. She seemed to be paying particular attention to a certain part of my dick, somewhere near my balls, and as she did so, I realised that there was a lump there I'd not noticed before. I could feel Angie's hand on it, but it didn't seem to hurt. Shit.

Angie turned to me, her eyes meeting mine directly."We might have to do something about that," she said to me conversationally, as if we were discussing the weather. "I don't think that's a good sign."

I sighed and shrugged my shoulders. What could anyone do about what we were going through? Angie's hand remained on the lump on my dick as she reached around with her other arm to hug me. "We're gonna get out of here together," she said, and I thought it sounded a little like a sob. "You're coming out of here with me."

What could I say? She was trembling as she held me and I felt really bad for making her worry. But I could offer no realistic hope, only conjecture, as to our eventual fate. To try to assure her by being facetious would only insult poor Angie.

"Erm... if you guys are done feeling each other up," interrupted Venus. She had been speaking to Mel at length -- a conversation that neither I nor Angie had paid any attention to -- and had suddenly come up to the both of us. She looked a little puzzled. "You have to hear this."

"What?" I said, as Angie moved away from my arms and turned to look at Venus. Honestly, I was certain nothing would surprise me anymore, and I really thought that Venus of all people would have figured out that things didn't work the way they normally did back when we were all clothed and preparing for the day's lessons.

"Mel says that... well, she swears that that was the second time you'd fucked her," she said in an apologetic tone. "She's absolutely certain you... raped her not too long ago."

I opened my mouth to object. "I know, she can't remember what happened," Venus continued. "But she has some flashes of memory, and she's really sure you... did it to her without her consent, only the first time, you were in her pussy."

"What?" Angie and I chorused. "But you can vouch..."

"Yeah, I know," said Venus. "I told her you were with me all the way from the time when we... first got here. But she's so sure she refuses to accept that you didn't do it."

"Hey, that's her problem," retorted Angie. "If she's so unhappy about it, let her go find her own way around here."

"Hey, hey, Angie," I tried to soothe the angry girl. Her fists were clenched and it was clear she was willing to launch right into Mel on my behalf. She was sweet that way. "Take it easy, OK? None of us knows what really happened when we ended up in here, so..."

"Do you mean you actually could have done it?" Angie rounded on me, her eyes flashing. She was really cute when she was angry... but it would take a brave and foolhardy man to take her on, I thought.

"No, of course not," I responded, keeping my tone gentle. "I mean, whatever it was that happened, was real to her. There's no point in trying to convince her otherwise because she believes it did happen."

"But that..." she began to retort, then stopped herself. "Oh, you're impossible!"

"Listen, Angie," I said to her firmly. "No matter what, we've got to stick together. If Mel insists on believing that I raped her, so be it. Let's get out of this damned place first. Let's ALL get out of this place."

"Yes, Angie, Mike's right," opined Venus. "Let's all get out of here first before we do anything else. Anyway... Mel's very confused now because she remembers him forcing his cock into her pussy, and she can't figure out how he ended up coming in her ass."

"Did you tell her why..?" began Angie, her anger slowly dissipating. Hmmm... was it just her concern over my well-being that prompted that outburst? Or was it the stress of the uncertain situation we'd found ourselves in? "Did you tell her that it was a joint decision? That we decided that he should... do that?"

Venus nodded in reply, and added: "She also says that... she remembers me urging Mike on, telling him to fuck her while she was objecting. I... told her we were urging Mike to do her for her sake, but then she... she says there was only me there. You weren't around, Angie."

"OK, that means that she's not recalling stuff from when she was unconscious then," I said, trying to shift the girls' attention to the puzzle Mel's memory presented. "After all, Mel was right next to her as well, and..."

"The other weird thing was," Venus interrupted me. "It was that she said she felt bound and unable to move. Like she was being held by something she couldn't see... but she also said she could feel like there was something inside her butt while you were fucking her in front."

"OK, so how did she come to the conclusion that Mike here was doing both her holes?" challenged Angie, still gallant in defending me. "I don't see a second cock on him here!" Her hand, still on my prick, pulled it upwards to make her point.

"She didn't," replied Venus. "That's why she's so confused. She can't figure it out. What she told me was that she only remembered feeling him force his way into her pussy... not her asshole, and she didn't even remember who or what it was holding her."

"That does it then," said Angie, her grip increasing as she flexed her fingers. She was getting angry again. "Your friend's crazy as a loon."

"Hang on a minute, Angie," I cut in to stop the argument I could see beginning to brew between the two girls. The last thing we needed in this strange situation was a catfight, no matter how interesting the notion might be. "I thought Mel had a partial memory when she claimed that I... assaulted her with encouragement from you two, but I don't think we should ignore the fact that she seems very certain about the facts of the case."

"Melanie," I called to her. She turned to look at me but did not reply. "About what you said I did... do you remember if Angie was there? And was anyone holding you?"

She said nothing, but she shook her head after a moment's hesitation. "If no one was holding you, why didn't you..?" Angie clearly wasn't about to stop before she cleared my name.

"I... don't know, alright!" came Mel's reply as she twisted round. Maybe she had been shy, or maybe she simply refused to look at me in the eye, but she finally decided to turn around and look directly at the three of us. "I don't know! Venus was... somewhere behind him and there was something... preventing me from getting away. I don't know what it was!"

She began to sob as she said that, and Venus quickly rushed to her side to comfort her.

"Fuck, her friend's completely off her rocker," Mel said as she turned back to me. "How are we going to get out of here with a nutcase on our hands?"

"The problem is, we really don't know how things work in alternate planes, Angie," I tried to explain. "The both of you can vouch for me all you want, the facts, according to Mel, are that I raped her with encouragement from Venus, while someone or something prevented her from moving away."

She opened her mouth as if to protest, then shut it again and waited for me to explain. "I think it's possible she got confused about who was doing what," I continued. "She might have been raped by someone and the experience was so traumatic that she blanked it out. Her next conscious awareness was of me coming into her ass, so she might have made the mental connection between me and her rapist."

"Then how do you explain what she said about Venus encouraging her?" said Angie, looking puzzled. "Since they are such good friends, she surely couldn't have been mistaken about that. And Venus was with us the whole time!"

"I'm not sure," I said, scratching my head. "I thought she might have had a residual memory from when she was unconscious, when you girls were holding her and egging me on."

"That'd be plausible except that she only heard Venus' voice," said Angie thoughtfully. "According to her, she was alone with you two, and I wasn't around. And I'm pretty sure I was egging you on too."

"That's right," I admitted. "That's where my explanation doesn't quite gel with her memory. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Angie reached out again and grabbed hold of my cock by the thickened part. She seemed most curious about the lump, and ran her fingers tenderly over it.

"Unless she really did go through the incident the way she described," I said, trying and failing to ignore her caresses. Damn, the woman was really turning me on. "I don't mean that I was the one that did that to her but... maybe it was another 'version' of me."

"Another version? How do you mean?" Angie's hand stopped moving, but it still rested on my prick, fingers lightly curled round the lumpy part. "You mean there's another Mike running around her somewhere?"

"Yeah, something like that," I smiled at her, making no attempt to remove her hand. Hey, if she liked doing that, why should I stop her? "It's very human to assume that we're unique and there's only one of us around, but if there's such a thing as an alternate plane, there's also the possibility that there are alternate people as well. She could have..."

"...been attacked by a version of you that didn't come from the same place you, I and Venus did," Angie completed my sentence. "I suppose it's possible... that means that she came across alternate versions of you and Venus, then. But what about me? How come she didn't come across my alternate?"

"Well, that's just a theory to begin with," I explained. "Firstly, we're not even sure if those were alternate versions, or if she's remembering parts of what we did to her while she was still unconscious. Maybe she recognised Venus' voice while she was still out, and that's why she 'remembered' her."

"As for me," I continued, knowing just what Angie was about to say. "Firstly, I was her lecturer, and secondly, well, we know she reacted to being fucked, so she might have remembered the sensation..."

"I know I would," grinned Angie, her hand tightening round my cock. "OK, that's possible. Or maybe she's remembering forward..."

"Remembering for..? Oh, I see what you mean," I smirked at her. "You're thinking that she's remembering something that'll happen in the future. Possible. But what about you?"

"Maybe I don't make it out of here," Angie's demeanour suddenly turned serious. "Maybe you guys had to leave me behind."

"No, that's not going to happen," I assured her, putting my arm on her shoulder. "We're all getting out of her together. No one gets left behind, right?"

She turned away from me so I couldn't look into her eyes. "Not if one of those alien things get all the way into me," she said. "I wouldn't expect you to stay behind on my account, if I wasn't able to make it out."

"Hey, why are we losing hope?" I countered. "Who's to say we can't all make it out together? Let's not let the situation get the better of us, OK?"

"OK, OK," she said, turning and smiling. I thought it looked like a kind of sad smile, and I wondered if she was thinking about the alien stuff that I'd spurted into her womb. Fuck, if anything happened to her, it'd be my fault.

"What are you guys talking about?" said Venus, leaving Mel's side to come talk to us. "Why are you looking so grim?"

"Grim? Who's grim?" retorted Angie. "Oh you mean old man Mike over here..."

I was surprised at how quickly Angie had changed her mood. Or appeared to, at least. "So how's Mel?" I enquired. "Is she alright?"

Venus nodded. "Yeah, as alright as she'd going to get for now, I guess," she said. "She's still convinced that you... about her story, so she's a little afraid of you right now."

"That's understandable," I quickly replied, hoping to prevent Angie from getting angry with Mel again. "If she believes that I did that, it stands to reason she'll be afraid of me."

"Well, she's a little tired now, and she's not keen on... umm... drinking what we were drinking just now," reported Venus. "I'll walk ahead with her and you guys keep us in sight. And we'll look for a safe place to rest for a while. How about that?"

I looked at Angie and she nodded. "OK, let's do that," I agreed. "We'll work out the watch duties and maybe leave Mel out for now."

Venus smiled and said OK, then went to join her friend. We watched Mel and Venus begin to walk and gamely followed behind, Angie still holding on to my cock as if she was afraid it would fall off or run away.
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