Chapter 1
Unam didn't know how long he'd been strapped to the table. He had awoken here, some days or weeks or months ago. It had happened once, twice, maybe 50 times. This time was no different. The mass of tentacles seeped under the doorway, standing below his feet. The mass contorted into a female figure, attractive by most human standards except for the odd lavender hue and the bundles of tentacles in lieu of arms and legs, with a lovely face and breasts. It wrapped itself around him, its warmth no longer a surprise; these were not cold blooded creatures. He felt himself becoming erect underneath it, its breasts rubbing against him. He tried to will himself soft because he knew what would be next, but a slimy warm tentacle wrapped itself around his cock and he couldn't help himself. He groaned with pleasure, and the thing peered at him and smiled wickedly. The tentacle rubbed itself all over his cock until it was fully erect. At the same time it both released him from the flexible webbing that kept him tied to the table, and its arm tentacles wrapped around his arms whilst its leg tentacles wrapped around his legs. The tentacles gradually tightened and he was immobilised; he could a wiggle a little, but only to thrust upwards a bit, no more.
The aliens all looked different; different hues, although all a bit pastel. The last had been more of a cream colour. And more violent. This one almost seemed gentle by comparison. But it would not spare Unam, no, because he now felt simultaneously a little gentle probe of both the tip of his cock and at the time of his anus. Despite his fear his cock jerked in erotic pleasure and he moaned. He felt a little tickle as something slid a little down his pee hole. The tentacle at his anus slipped in easily at first, worming its way in, but now he felt himself clenching, trying to expel it. A tentacle wrapped itself around his balls as the thing at his cock tried to insert itself even deeper. Although it was very narrow and lacked suckers, unlike the tentacles, it was still thicker at the base than at the tip, and very long. He felt it slide deeper and deeper into his cock and it began both to feel good and to hurt.
Unam wasn't entirely sure what the tube was but he'd begun to theorise. After a session he'd often wee out (rather painfully) little soft balls that looked a bit like salmon roe. So he thought maybe the tube was an ovipositor, like what insects have. But none of the eggs ever hatched so he wondered what was the point of all this, except that maybe the aliens were enjoying it.
This one was making a sort of rasping noise. They couldn't talk, or if they could they never did too him. The tentacle at his bottom slid even further in and he felt his anus give into the intrusion, relaxing around it. The ovipositor slid out a little and he felt a little relief. But then it slid back in, this time going in even deeper. He cried out a bit and the creature immediately shoved a tentacle in his mouth. They hated human sounds, he had guessed at this point, because that was always their reaction to them. But now he had no way to signal his distress as the ovipositor went in, and out, and in again, always a bit deeper. The tentacle at his anus took advantage of its relaxed state and wormed itself even deeper.
Suddenly Unam felt an odd sensation; he could feel the ovipositor inside his balls. The ovipositor must have wormed itself into his vas deferens. It had never done that before; every other time it seemed to have stopped at his bladder. The tentacle at his ass began to thrust violently and the pain of it made him soften a bit. Then he felt the ovipositor pulse and he felt an intense pain in his balls. He felt himself go limp.
Then the tentacles retracted everywhere, sliding down off the table and towards the door. The door opened slowly upwards and the creature sent under, but instead of going back down it stayed up, about a two feet above the floor.
Unam sat up and looked out the door for a while. It was mostly dark. There were a few pale lavender tentacles there, writhing. I think it's waiting for me, he thought. Eventually he got up off the table and walked towards the door.
Izzy
Izzy shivered. The room was cold, and the floor colder, but she was tired of standing, and sitting, and there was nothing to sit or lay on. So she was cold. So cold.
She was also incredibly bored. There was nothing to look at or do. They did feed her, but that didn't occupy her long, even with the added difficulty of having to eat with no hands. They had tied her hands behind her back with some sort of flexible webbing, which allowed her some movement but not enough to eat with. Or masturbate, which also would have passed the time. She wasn't one of those rare women who could orgasm just by thinking. All her imagination could do was rile her up enough to make her incredibly frustrated.
The door to her cold room started to rise up. She sat up with interest. Something was happening, and something was better than nothing. At least so far.
A ball of rolling lavender tentacles came from under the door, towards her. One tentacle reached out and touched her back. She felt sproings of release as the tentacle gradually cut through the webbing binding her arms. Another tentacle gently tweaked her nipple and she felt a shot of pleasure.
Then something else interesting happened. Behind the monster in walked a man. A human. He was completely nude, covering his genitals with his hands. He looked young, younger than her certainly. He hung back. A tentacle wrapped around him and gently tugged and pulled him forward.
Then the monster did its slow repulsive roll away and the door closed, leaving them there, trapped again, together.
"How long have you been here," she asked, shivering.
Unam opened his mouth to speak, but only a harsh whisper came out. It'd been so long since he'd said anything, had anything come out of his throat besides tentacles.
"I don't know."
"My name's Izzy," she said, and proffered a hand.
Unam stared at the hand sand then along her arm, and then to her breasts. Her gorgeous, completely human breasts. He nipples were brown and hard and erect with the cold, and he was so incredibly happy to see them. He felt himself growing hard. He took her hand and they both stepped closer, close enough to feel the heat coming off her, and she him. "I'm Unam," he rasped.
She grinned. He smiled back. She shivered again.
Soon they closed the gap. He was rock hard again, holding her against him. She shivered again, this time in delight. He leaned in and kissed her and she kissed back.
Unam sank to his knees and took Izzy with him. He touched her breast, tweaking it the way the alien had - she had seemed to like that. Izzy moaned in pleasure and kissed him more hungerly. She was starting to feel warmer, much warmer. And in particular she felt a growing heat between her legs.
Unam's dick was incredibly sore, and his balls felt strained against his scrotum, but he was becoming so aroused, he didn't care. He put his thigh in between her legs, spreading them, and clasped her buttocks in his hands, bringing her close. He groaned for the pleasure of it as his hard cock pressed against her stomach.
"I'm not so sure we should do this," Uname said.
Izzy held him against her. She was shorter than Uman, by a head or so. She gently pushed him down to the floor, so he was lying face up, and she kneeled over him. Although cold, the floor was at least soft, with a little give to it, like a rubbery mattress. She lay a bit on top of him and gave him another kiss.
"It's okay," she said. I have an IUD. I can't get pregnant."
She rubbed her cunt along the underside of his cock. She was so wet that her moisture lubricated the entire length of it, and her rubbing stimulated her clitoris. It felt amazing.
In the corner of her eye she spotted one, two, three, maybe more of the monsters slowly rolling in under the door. It seemed they had an audience.
She positioned her pussy so it sat right upon the tip of his erect cock. Unam groaned. He wanted so badly to thrust up, insert himself into her. But he had to tell her what he had guessed.
"This... this feels so good." He looked torn between wanting to continue and understanding why. "But I'm not so sure we should do this. Have they done anything to you? Because I swear they might be trying to use us for something, they like... I ended up cumming, like these weird orbs that sorta looked like salmon eggs."
Izzy suddenly felt terribly afraid, and she froze. What had she just been about to do? Just then, tentacle snaked into Unam's mouth. He had forgotten what would happen if he made noise. And Izzy felt a warm weight at her back, like a bucket of snakes had been dropped upon it, and incredible force pushed her down, forcing her pussy to sheath itself around Unam's cock and she was pressed face down against him.
Unam was completely inside her now. His cock pulsed with pleasure. She let out a cry. "No!" She shouted. Another tentacle shoved itself into her mouth, choking her. Another little tentacle wormed itself between them, where it wiggles at her clit. It felt amazing, and she felt herself thrust a bit against Unam's cock, despite herself.
He tried to push her off of him, but a set of tentacles immediately wrapped themselves around his arms and brought them behind his head. Her cunt felt so warm and good, but he knew that if he came in her it would hurt terribly, and who knows what other terrible things would happen. He struggled but only succeeded in thrusting his cock deeper into Izzy a few times. Instead he decided to try and stay completely still and try to go soft.
Meanwhile the weight of the tentacles on Izzy's back lessened, but still she didn't move. A tentacle wrapped itself around her neck and squeezed. She felt herself start to go a bit light-headed. She lifted herself off Unam's cock and then thrust down again, and the tentacle loosened. She waited and it started to tighten again, so she bucked her hips up and down again. Though it hadn't talked, the message from the monster was clear; she had to fuck Unam or she'd be choked to death.
An erotic thrill shot through her as she began to grind her clitoris against him. Unam, who had been trying to restrain his arousal, felt himself growing rock hard again. Uman not be able to take too much more of this; he started to feel his orgasm mounting, but he didn't want to come. He knew it would hurt, feeling whatever was pumped into him earlier shooting into Izzy, and he didn't know what would happen after that.
Why was she fucking him so vigorously after he told her about the eggs, did she think her IUD would prevent them from effecting her? He wondered.
Izzy felt her orgasm mounting. She didn't want him in come in her but his cock felt so good. A tentacle probed her anus and slithered deep into her ass. The sensation pushed her over the edge and she squealed in pleasure, pulsing on Unam's cock. She was coming
The tentacle in Izzy's ass made her suddenly might tighter, and Unam could feel it inside her, with his dick. And then he felt her pussy bearing down on him even more, contracting. Oh God... she was cumming on him. He tried desperately to hold back but his dick was burning with pain and pleasure. He couldn't stop it.
He began it shoot inside her, but it felt weird. His cum felt thick, and bumpy, and it burned coming out of his cock. He was cumming thousands, probably hundreds of thousands of little egg, each ejaculation and leaving his urethra feel stretched to its limits as the torrents of gooey eggs flooded into Izzy. The orgasm felt like it was lasting forever as pumped more and more eggs out his cock. His scream was muted by the tentacle in his mouth.
Izzy felt very full of warm goo. This wasn't what it normally felt like. Unam had been right; something had been done to him. And to her. She was terrified. The tentacle in her ass stopped moving and another tentacle lifted her up off of him, and then a third tentacle spat something at her pussy. It felt warm and slimey at first, and then rather quickly, hard but gummy. The goo had sealed up her pussy.
Exhausted, Izzy found herself drifting off to sleep.
Chapter 2
The next morning Izzy woke gradually to Unam's warm embrace. Her butt was up against his crotch, and she could feel his hardness against her.
Unam was stirring too. Gently he felt her breast, rubbing her nipple, making it feel a pleasurable tingle. She squirmed and pushed back against him. He moved his hand down to her abdomen, cupping it. Was it just his imagination or did it seem to be slightly swollen under his touch?
Izzy went to touch herself but her pussy was still sealed off. She moaned in frustration and humped back against him.
Unam, now fully awake, was feeling incredibly horny. He wanted to fuck her so badly. He rubbed his cockhead against her sealed pussy in frustration, up and down, when it slipped up against her anus.
They both stilled, Unam with his cockhead right at her bumhole. She felt it sitting there. He pressed inwards a bit, and then out. Izzy gasped; it felt good. The tentacle slime from the night before had somehow stayed moist overnight making her anus slippy, and it made a pleasurable tickle against the skin around her anus. He rubbed himself all around the outside and she pushed her bum out against him.
He pushed himself back against her, and the head of his cock popped inside her. She gasped; it hurt! He thrust shallowly against her, her anus squeezing his cockhead tightly. He pulled himself out completely, then thrust in again, this time burrowing himself an inch deeper before. Then he shuddered in pleasure and came in her ass.
Unam didn't know how long he'd been strapped to the table. He had awoken here, some days or weeks or months ago. It had happened once, twice, maybe 50 times. This time was no different. The mass of tentacles seeped under the doorway, standing below his feet. The mass contorted into a female figure, attractive by most human standards except for the odd lavender hue and the bundles of tentacles in lieu of arms and legs, with a lovely face and breasts. It wrapped itself around him, its warmth no longer a surprise; these were not cold blooded creatures. He felt himself becoming erect underneath it, its breasts rubbing against him. He tried to will himself soft because he knew what would be next, but a slimy warm tentacle wrapped itself around his cock and he couldn't help himself. He groaned with pleasure, and the thing peered at him and smiled wickedly. The tentacle rubbed itself all over his cock until it was fully erect. At the same time it both released him from the flexible webbing that kept him tied to the table, and its arm tentacles wrapped around his arms whilst its leg tentacles wrapped around his legs. The tentacles gradually tightened and he was immobilised; he could a wiggle a little, but only to thrust upwards a bit, no more.
The aliens all looked different; different hues, although all a bit pastel. The last had been more of a cream colour. And more violent. This one almost seemed gentle by comparison. But it would not spare Unam, no, because he now felt simultaneously a little gentle probe of both the tip of his cock and at the time of his anus. Despite his fear his cock jerked in erotic pleasure and he moaned. He felt a little tickle as something slid a little down his pee hole. The tentacle at his anus slipped in easily at first, worming its way in, but now he felt himself clenching, trying to expel it. A tentacle wrapped itself around his balls as the thing at his cock tried to insert itself even deeper. Although it was very narrow and lacked suckers, unlike the tentacles, it was still thicker at the base than at the tip, and very long. He felt it slide deeper and deeper into his cock and it began both to feel good and to hurt.
Unam wasn't entirely sure what the tube was but he'd begun to theorise. After a session he'd often wee out (rather painfully) little soft balls that looked a bit like salmon roe. So he thought maybe the tube was an ovipositor, like what insects have. But none of the eggs ever hatched so he wondered what was the point of all this, except that maybe the aliens were enjoying it.
This one was making a sort of rasping noise. They couldn't talk, or if they could they never did too him. The tentacle at his bottom slid even further in and he felt his anus give into the intrusion, relaxing around it. The ovipositor slid out a little and he felt a little relief. But then it slid back in, this time going in even deeper. He cried out a bit and the creature immediately shoved a tentacle in his mouth. They hated human sounds, he had guessed at this point, because that was always their reaction to them. But now he had no way to signal his distress as the ovipositor went in, and out, and in again, always a bit deeper. The tentacle at his anus took advantage of its relaxed state and wormed itself even deeper.
Suddenly Unam felt an odd sensation; he could feel the ovipositor inside his balls. The ovipositor must have wormed itself into his vas deferens. It had never done that before; every other time it seemed to have stopped at his bladder. The tentacle at his ass began to thrust violently and the pain of it made him soften a bit. Then he felt the ovipositor pulse and he felt an intense pain in his balls. He felt himself go limp.
Then the tentacles retracted everywhere, sliding down off the table and towards the door. The door opened slowly upwards and the creature sent under, but instead of going back down it stayed up, about a two feet above the floor.
Unam sat up and looked out the door for a while. It was mostly dark. There were a few pale lavender tentacles there, writhing. I think it's waiting for me, he thought. Eventually he got up off the table and walked towards the door.
Izzy
Izzy shivered. The room was cold, and the floor colder, but she was tired of standing, and sitting, and there was nothing to sit or lay on. So she was cold. So cold.
She was also incredibly bored. There was nothing to look at or do. They did feed her, but that didn't occupy her long, even with the added difficulty of having to eat with no hands. They had tied her hands behind her back with some sort of flexible webbing, which allowed her some movement but not enough to eat with. Or masturbate, which also would have passed the time. She wasn't one of those rare women who could orgasm just by thinking. All her imagination could do was rile her up enough to make her incredibly frustrated.
The door to her cold room started to rise up. She sat up with interest. Something was happening, and something was better than nothing. At least so far.
A ball of rolling lavender tentacles came from under the door, towards her. One tentacle reached out and touched her back. She felt sproings of release as the tentacle gradually cut through the webbing binding her arms. Another tentacle gently tweaked her nipple and she felt a shot of pleasure.
Then something else interesting happened. Behind the monster in walked a man. A human. He was completely nude, covering his genitals with his hands. He looked young, younger than her certainly. He hung back. A tentacle wrapped around him and gently tugged and pulled him forward.
Then the monster did its slow repulsive roll away and the door closed, leaving them there, trapped again, together.
"How long have you been here," she asked, shivering.
Unam opened his mouth to speak, but only a harsh whisper came out. It'd been so long since he'd said anything, had anything come out of his throat besides tentacles.
"I don't know."
"My name's Izzy," she said, and proffered a hand.
Unam stared at the hand sand then along her arm, and then to her breasts. Her gorgeous, completely human breasts. He nipples were brown and hard and erect with the cold, and he was so incredibly happy to see them. He felt himself growing hard. He took her hand and they both stepped closer, close enough to feel the heat coming off her, and she him. "I'm Unam," he rasped.
She grinned. He smiled back. She shivered again.
Soon they closed the gap. He was rock hard again, holding her against him. She shivered again, this time in delight. He leaned in and kissed her and she kissed back.
Unam sank to his knees and took Izzy with him. He touched her breast, tweaking it the way the alien had - she had seemed to like that. Izzy moaned in pleasure and kissed him more hungerly. She was starting to feel warmer, much warmer. And in particular she felt a growing heat between her legs.
Unam's dick was incredibly sore, and his balls felt strained against his scrotum, but he was becoming so aroused, he didn't care. He put his thigh in between her legs, spreading them, and clasped her buttocks in his hands, bringing her close. He groaned for the pleasure of it as his hard cock pressed against her stomach.
"I'm not so sure we should do this," Uname said.
Izzy held him against her. She was shorter than Uman, by a head or so. She gently pushed him down to the floor, so he was lying face up, and she kneeled over him. Although cold, the floor was at least soft, with a little give to it, like a rubbery mattress. She lay a bit on top of him and gave him another kiss.
"It's okay," she said. I have an IUD. I can't get pregnant."
She rubbed her cunt along the underside of his cock. She was so wet that her moisture lubricated the entire length of it, and her rubbing stimulated her clitoris. It felt amazing.
In the corner of her eye she spotted one, two, three, maybe more of the monsters slowly rolling in under the door. It seemed they had an audience.
She positioned her pussy so it sat right upon the tip of his erect cock. Unam groaned. He wanted so badly to thrust up, insert himself into her. But he had to tell her what he had guessed.
"This... this feels so good." He looked torn between wanting to continue and understanding why. "But I'm not so sure we should do this. Have they done anything to you? Because I swear they might be trying to use us for something, they like... I ended up cumming, like these weird orbs that sorta looked like salmon eggs."
Izzy suddenly felt terribly afraid, and she froze. What had she just been about to do? Just then, tentacle snaked into Unam's mouth. He had forgotten what would happen if he made noise. And Izzy felt a warm weight at her back, like a bucket of snakes had been dropped upon it, and incredible force pushed her down, forcing her pussy to sheath itself around Unam's cock and she was pressed face down against him.
Unam was completely inside her now. His cock pulsed with pleasure. She let out a cry. "No!" She shouted. Another tentacle shoved itself into her mouth, choking her. Another little tentacle wormed itself between them, where it wiggles at her clit. It felt amazing, and she felt herself thrust a bit against Unam's cock, despite herself.
He tried to push her off of him, but a set of tentacles immediately wrapped themselves around his arms and brought them behind his head. Her cunt felt so warm and good, but he knew that if he came in her it would hurt terribly, and who knows what other terrible things would happen. He struggled but only succeeded in thrusting his cock deeper into Izzy a few times. Instead he decided to try and stay completely still and try to go soft.
Meanwhile the weight of the tentacles on Izzy's back lessened, but still she didn't move. A tentacle wrapped itself around her neck and squeezed. She felt herself start to go a bit light-headed. She lifted herself off Unam's cock and then thrust down again, and the tentacle loosened. She waited and it started to tighten again, so she bucked her hips up and down again. Though it hadn't talked, the message from the monster was clear; she had to fuck Unam or she'd be choked to death.
An erotic thrill shot through her as she began to grind her clitoris against him. Unam, who had been trying to restrain his arousal, felt himself growing rock hard again. Uman not be able to take too much more of this; he started to feel his orgasm mounting, but he didn't want to come. He knew it would hurt, feeling whatever was pumped into him earlier shooting into Izzy, and he didn't know what would happen after that.
Why was she fucking him so vigorously after he told her about the eggs, did she think her IUD would prevent them from effecting her? He wondered.
Izzy felt her orgasm mounting. She didn't want him in come in her but his cock felt so good. A tentacle probed her anus and slithered deep into her ass. The sensation pushed her over the edge and she squealed in pleasure, pulsing on Unam's cock. She was coming
The tentacle in Izzy's ass made her suddenly might tighter, and Unam could feel it inside her, with his dick. And then he felt her pussy bearing down on him even more, contracting. Oh God... she was cumming on him. He tried desperately to hold back but his dick was burning with pain and pleasure. He couldn't stop it.
He began it shoot inside her, but it felt weird. His cum felt thick, and bumpy, and it burned coming out of his cock. He was cumming thousands, probably hundreds of thousands of little egg, each ejaculation and leaving his urethra feel stretched to its limits as the torrents of gooey eggs flooded into Izzy. The orgasm felt like it was lasting forever as pumped more and more eggs out his cock. His scream was muted by the tentacle in his mouth.
Izzy felt very full of warm goo. This wasn't what it normally felt like. Unam had been right; something had been done to him. And to her. She was terrified. The tentacle in her ass stopped moving and another tentacle lifted her up off of him, and then a third tentacle spat something at her pussy. It felt warm and slimey at first, and then rather quickly, hard but gummy. The goo had sealed up her pussy.
Exhausted, Izzy found herself drifting off to sleep.
Chapter 2
The next morning Izzy woke gradually to Unam's warm embrace. Her butt was up against his crotch, and she could feel his hardness against her.
Unam was stirring too. Gently he felt her breast, rubbing her nipple, making it feel a pleasurable tingle. She squirmed and pushed back against him. He moved his hand down to her abdomen, cupping it. Was it just his imagination or did it seem to be slightly swollen under his touch?
Izzy went to touch herself but her pussy was still sealed off. She moaned in frustration and humped back against him.
Unam, now fully awake, was feeling incredibly horny. He wanted to fuck her so badly. He rubbed his cockhead against her sealed pussy in frustration, up and down, when it slipped up against her anus.
They both stilled, Unam with his cockhead right at her bumhole. She felt it sitting there. He pressed inwards a bit, and then out. Izzy gasped; it felt good. The tentacle slime from the night before had somehow stayed moist overnight making her anus slippy, and it made a pleasurable tickle against the skin around her anus. He rubbed himself all around the outside and she pushed her bum out against him.
He pushed himself back against her, and the head of his cock popped inside her. She gasped; it hurt! He thrust shallowly against her, her anus squeezing his cockhead tightly. He pulled himself out completely, then thrust in again, this time burrowing himself an inch deeper before. Then he shuddered in pleasure and came in her ass.