CHAPTER SIX -- HUMILIATION AND DESPAIR The instant Julie tries to move, the memories come flooding back. Her face rests on slippery mud, her entire body is coated with a stinking mulch in which blind things wriggle aimlessly. Night has fallen, firelight glances from her coated flesh, loud insistent drumming echoes in the clearing. And slippery hands rove h...
Samus brought her ship into dock with the station, the docking bay walls closing behind her. In her adventures through the galaxy she had received a signal from a remote research station. The signal informed her that the station was inhabited by a scientist AI which was programmed to keep inventing and researching for eternity. If she came to investigate, sh...
Hitomi Kotani, better known as Spacegirl, lay on her back deep underground in a humid chamber. She had been placed on a soft fleshy cushion, made of the same spongy tissue as the walls, floor and ceiling of this bizarre alien room. The entire place was alive, pulsing, quivering, and throbbing. A low rhythmic thrumming noise and the gurgle of circulating flui...
Disclaimer: This story contains sexual content between a male and futanari, shemale, etc. Any names referenced in its writing that bear resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. All characters referenced are 18 years old (or older). Thank You and Enjoy. ***** Abducted ... by Aliens Prologue: Unknown to the people of Earth, alien spaceships ha...
Sidled up alongside the Galaxy Fleet hospital ship "Mercy", the scout ship "Gazelle" was a mere speck--a hundred-meter arrowhead docked to a bulbous cylinder ten times longer and displacing a hundred times more mass. Of course, the single pilot of the "Gazelle"--30-year old Galaxy Scout Galina Barding--was used to the gigantic ego of the Galaxy Fleet. All s...
FMMMM, alien Julie lay on the beach, about fifty feet from the gentle ocean waves. She had just come in from a swim in the clear, warm Caribbean waters. She had gone with her family for vacation on St. Maartin Island and this was the third day of the trip. Julie was wearing her favorite and smallest bright orange bikini. Because she knew how small it was, s...
A few hours later both women hung limp, softly moaning, still bound at the wrist and held together by the tit tubes. Neither was fully conscious the constant internal wriggling sending them into a half crazed world of their own. The inquisitor had left them long ago and now only two sweat covered guards watched over them. The vat was beginning to ripple wit...
Hi. I spent the day yesterday working on my newest book "One Strong Gale." I think I rushed some of it to get back to this silly story. I'm super into Murry right now. Anyway, there is more to come. Thanks again if you are reading! Cheers. ~M~ From C.M. Moore *Chapter 7* A new home for a cat. Keltrix's room was a sea of silk blankets. As Murry entered b...
That is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange aeons even death may die. **_- - - - - - _**From the endless abyssal void that abides without the boundaries of our universe, the mad, dead and dying deities of old reside, as they slowly lose themselves to the infinite darkness. From this space, a single whisper sounded. It was in a voice that could on...
Jane leaned against the doorway, idly turning over a new page in her notebook, as she stifled a yawn. Her mouth twisted as she did, making her appear to be grimacing, as she looked around to make sure no one had noticed. John had his back to her, standing in the middle of the room, while the dorm president was behind him, filling the air with her nervous ene...