Evanescencefics
05-13-2007, 01:06 PM
Disclaimer: This is my first story, so please be gentle to me. Written by me: Evanescencefics.
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The alien lay on the metal table, were the doctors had told the military officers to put it. The spacious room with white walls, making the body look almost white in the bright lights of the laboratory. As far as they were aware it was dead. Small in stature, about 4ft. 5”, with pale pink, almost colourless skin, and thin limbs, they had at first thought this was like all the other alien encounters. On first looking at it, it seemed like the so-called ‘Grey’ aliens most people thought of.
On approaching it, the doctors at the base had realised the face of this alien seemed different. Having high bones above the eyes, almost like eyebrows. The characteristic wide eyes being emerald green, and just like a real emerald, they had two different distinct colour patterns, one being a green primary body colour with a bluish green secondary colour. They also had what could only be described as comma in the centre for pupils, and the most unusual feature was this alien had eye lids, suggesting the alien may have lived in an environment not unlike Earth’s. The nose and mouth were slits, as one would expect. The only other distinguishing feature, being two penny size holes, side by side, were a human male would have sex organs.
The top-secret base hadn’t had anything like this for along time. Just how they had come across such a find was top secret. The scientists were told nothing about the circumstances. They were ordered to investigate the body and report; that was all.
They had gone over the body inch by inch, trying to distinguish what the alien’s structure was before taking it through the last and final process of autopsy.
The main Scientists had gone home for the day, and as was customary, there were two doctors on duty that night. Dr Marcus Lyndon, the senior of the two and his colleague Dr Ann Halls. It was there job to keep the experiments going in the various labs, as well as watch the computers for other anomalies. Though, there were guards at all the entrances, one couldn’t be too careless.
Markus Lyndon was 30 years old, good looking with dark hair and brown eyes. He also had a strange way of thinking which; often both go him in trouble and won him awards. His main field was genetics and his self-arrogance meant he knew it, it was the main reason he was able to get this post
Ann Halls was the top bio-analyst and post mortem junior, at 27 she was the youngest in her field. Being blond and blue eyed, she had managed to prove everyone wrong about stereotypes, although was a little shy at times, she would always rise to the challenge when presented with one.
Working late on nights wasn’t so bad. They had come to know each other fairly well. The nights usually went without incident. They had just finished clearing up and checking the various computers. Ann was curious of their new discovery. She walked to the table and uncovered the alien. Taking a closer look, she couldn’t help herself but to touch the smooth skin in front of her.
“You shouldn’t do that you know”
She jumped at the voice and turned slightly. “Surely it won’t harm,” She said turning back.
He came up behind her, looking over her shoulder.
“I wonder what these holes are for. You know, if …” she couldn’t make herself say it. Not that it bothered her. She had had to write the words on many occasions, but usually it was in more formal words, which wouldn’t have sounded right if she had said them aloud. Thinking better of it she let the sentence trail.
“Who knows, we’ll just have to wait and see when we do the autopsy” He said, turning to return a clipboard to the table opposite.
“Seems a shame really,” she said. She worked her fingers around the two holes, trying to see if she could work out what they were. Suddenly a small amount of liquid like substance appeared around the holes.
“Hey, look at this, I thought it was dead” She exclaimed, continuing to work the holes as she turned her head to look at Marcus.
“It was,” He moved around to the other side of the table to get a better look.
The substance was pink in colour and slightly sticky. Ann reached for a tissue, looking puzzled at Marcus.
“Do you think its alive. Should we call someone in” she asked tentatively. Watching Marcus for his reaction as she moved so he could see.
“Don’t know, maybe its an after death thing” he said taking steps around the table, to were Ann stood. He looked at this seemingly lifeless body in front of him. Reaching out his hand to touch the substance, he asked for a petri dish. Ann walked to the cupboard and found one, passing it to him; she wondered what he was doing.
Marcus continued to gently rub the two holes, making them secrete more of the fluid. He turn to grab the dish and before he could turn back to see what he was doing, he felt something snake like touch the back of his hand. He pulled away quickly. The holes were no longer empty black pits, but now each had a tube like member protruding from them. They were the same colour as it’s skin, and had cupped pads at the ends.
“I think we should call someone back here” Ann said turning to watch, as the small rope like members disappear back into the alien body.
“What if its nothing?” Marcus said, pausing in front of the body.
“You can’t call that nothing” Ann replied back, shocked that he could be so calm about the discovery.
Marcus reached his hand out, once more massaging the area.
“What are you doing” Ann asked with disgust, as she watched in horror.
“What?, I’m just curious. I want to know if it moves” he said, seeing nothing wrong in what he was doing. After all it had been brought there to study. Or that’s how he saw it.
He watched as the tentacle like forms moved once more out of the body in front of him. They were warm, as if heated from the inside, although the body itself was cold. He watched as the tentacle like forms caressed his hand. He felt his own appendage become stiff. What was he thinking? This is an alien thing from god knows where, and yet he was fascinated and turned on by it.
“It’s got to be male” he said pulling his had away once more, watching as they disappeared once again.
“Oh, what makes you think that?” Ann asked in a mocking tone. Wishing he would just get on with calling someone in. But he was in charge, so…
“Don’t see how it can be anything else,” he said turning to her, sounding deadly serious.
Ann watched as he wiped his hand once again, seeing his hard on through his black trousers. She suddenly felt herself hot, but knew he wouldn’t be able to tell.
“He didn’t even move,” he said as he weighed up the possibilities after watching the alien’s face for any sign of life.
Ann walked back to the table, looking into the alien face before her. She wondered what it would be like to have sex with it. This was not something that would normally have entered her head, but seeing as she was already hot and her hormones were making it feel like she hadn’t had sex in weeks, she just could help the thought.
Marcus, somehow, knew what she was thinking. He was watching her face as she blushed slightly. “Why not. Its not like its awake” she heard him over her shoulder.
“But…” she said. She could feel herself blushing now. Wondering how he had known what she was thinking. She could feel the moisture as she became more aroused.
“Well, I’d do it but it doesn’t look possible” he said as he stood behind her. She turned in surprise.
“But…it could be dangerous” she said again, watching the alien, as Marcus came and stood behind her once more. She could feel him hard against her. Why was he standing so close?
“It probably wouldn’t be able to do anything. Usually, when they have them alien stories, they say that alien did some DNA changes and stuff” He said, hand on her shoulder. “Besides, do you really think its possible to be compatible”
She touched the holes once more, feeling the wetness of herself and the alien. He was probably right, but still, it wasn’t the sort of thing you just do.
“What’s the matter,” he said pausing. “Don’t tell me your not turned on by the thought” he looked at the side of her face.
“Yeh, but…” she said, before she could say anymore he said
“What are you waiting for, don’t tell me your scared” He jived at her.
“I’m not scared” She said, thinking what the hell, and started to undress.
“Well, turn round” she said, feeling slightly foolish at being watched.
He looked at her as if she were mad, but turned away. “You know I’ll have to watch, in case anything happens” he said, not in the least embarrassed. After all he’d seen enough naked flesh, dead and alive, to be able to say it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before.
Taking the lower half of her clothes off. Then unbuttoning her blouse, she removed her bra and preceded to climb onto the table, straggling the alien in front of her, its arms either side of her legs. She started to massage her clit against the holes, feeling her own juices mingling with that of the alien.
She felt slightly tense, the feeling wasn’t unpleasant but the fact that her colleague was watching made her nervous.
She suddenly felt the tentacle like pads underneath her. Snaking their way between her thighs. She jumped up slightly as they pushed their way to the front parts of her clit. It was unbelievable. She moaned softly as they worked, caressingly.
Marcus couldn’t help himself. Pulling his pants around his ankles, he took his own erect member in his hands and started pumping softly. Watching the sight before him fulfilled some of his wilder fantasies.
He watched as the small pads enlarged slightly to cover Ann’s clit, then one broke way, moving slowly, going further down but not quite inside of Ann’s wet opening.
She almost screamed with pleasure as she climaxed for the first time, bucking slightly, as she felt the rush spread from her clit to the rest of her body. It was quick and she wonder how the small pads could produce such feeling without the smallest hint of rubbing motions. It was not unlike being sucked and licked, without the sensations of the act. Part of her wanted it to stop there. After all hadn’t this gone far enough already? But before she could even think of moving herself away, the tentacle like pad thrust gentle inside of her now very aroused opening. She bucked slightly once again, feeling the pad slip inside catching her G-spot. She could feel she had become tighter than she would have been if she hadn’t orgasmed the first time, but she wondered if she would be able to come again, after all the tentacles were only thin.
Marcus was enjoying every minute as he watched Ann buck. He was trying to climax the same time as Ann, but was finding he couldn’t tell were she was at. Suddenly she almost froze and he thought something was wrong, only to realise she was feeling intense pleasure.
She was again experiencing that special sensation of being stimulated without real movement. If it had been a man, she would probably have been too wet by now. She couldn’t sit straight up any longer, and she leant toward the alien, hands either side of its shoulders on the small table. She could feel every part of her body melting, weakening with the slow, steady climax.
She opened her eyes, expecting to see the alien’s blank face, its eyes closed. But she met and was surprised to be confronted by those wide green eyes staring back. She was in the throngs of ecstasy, almost blinded by it. She looked into those eyes, it almost looked sad. She wasn’t sure how to react. She didn’t think she could stop herself even if she wanted.
Before Ann or Marcus realised what was happening, the alien was running it’s long fingers up her body and to her now hard nipples. It’s hand were warm. She groaned with the intensity of it, as the alien slowly ran its fingers first around them and then gently squeezed them. She could feel the first pad again, playing with her clit as she desperately tried not to collapse. Marcus could see a small area on the alien’s hands now had a golden glow, almost shining from the palm to the tips of its fingers. Ann felt she couldn’t stand anymore and came with a small whimper. Slowly the tentacles moved back. The alien fell back, almost collapsing, its eyes half closing.
Marcus watched with fascination as he saw what was happening and climaxed shortly after Ann. He watched, as Ann finally collapsed onto the small figure. Not really paying attention she hugged and kissed its cheek, whispering “thank you” even though she knew it probably didn’t understand.
After a few minutes she managed to regain enough strength to climb down from the table, exhausted but happy. Should she really be feeling this way? A small part of her felt guilty. But what was done was done.
Marcus couldn’t believe what he had just seen and, kicking his trousers off, he walked to the nearest side of the table to get a better look at their newly awakened guest.
As he approached the alien moved its hand toward him, reaching out. But instead of reaching for his arm or face, its fingers found his now limp penis. Marcus almost jumped as his member became almost too erect to bare. Fascinated once more he stood and watched, as the alien started to caress but not quite stroke his manhood. Its hands seemed to still have that faint glow, warm to the touch, and it was somehow able to make him come in just a few stokes.
But as he found out that wasn’t the end of it. The alien then reached around his ample frame, pulling him nearer. Not sure were this was going, he stood next to the table edge. Suddenly he realised what the alien was intending for him to do. He gingerly climbed the table, just as Ann had done. He realised he wouldn’t be able to do it like he would a women and so he hovered above, now not sure what to expect. He was now aching, as he was hard once more. He couldn’t help but rub himself against the holes, feeling the moisture, not sure what was going to happen next.
Ann watched with interest, as she felt aroused once more.
The alien, pulling Marcus toward it, at eye level, made him come to an almost kneeing position. As though he were doing push-ups, like a women, using his knees. Marcus felt slightly uncomfortable. It wasn’t the normal position a man would be in. He tried to see if he could push its legs apart, intending to move between it’s legs, but found he wasn’t being allowed, the alien grabbed his arms and pulled him back.
Before he realised, one of the small tentacle forms had wrapped around his penis, the pad resting on his swollen head. It was his turn to feel the strange sensation of being excited without movement. The feeling was so intense, and yet it seemed drawn out. He could feel the pressure as the tentacle wrapped tight around the whole length of his steadily growing member, as though there was no end to how long it could become.
Before he knew what was happening the second tentacle had come into play. It snaked its way between to his scrotum, the slight touch making him quiver. Then it carried on reaching the back of his ass. He froze, tensing up as the pad worked at the entrance. He had never experienced this kind of thing and was reluctant to relax. The sensations stopped, almost like it knew what he was thinking and knew it would get nowhere if it carried on stimulating his penis. He started to enjoy the feeling of the pad as it slowly and gently pushed its way inside. He felt an explosion of pleasure as the pad hit somewhere deep inside, he groaned. This made the feelings of his erection more forthcoming, but it was like he just was not allowed to come. The tentacles stopping the blood rushing to his member, and he groaned again. The motions between his buttock cheeks carried on for a few minutes, until at last it finally restarted the feelings in his now aching member. He came, another explosion of pleasure as he had never experienced before, the pad over the head of his penis seemingly taking in his hot juices. He trembled at the feeling, rolling to the side of the alien as it let him go.
He also couldn’t move for a few seconds. Practically falling from the table. He scrambled to his clothing and collapsed onto them. It took him another few minutes before he was able to move and get dressed.
Ann noticed the alien’s eyelids dropping half closed and wondered if it was normal for it. After all, she thought it must have taken a lot of energy.
The pair moved to a nearby table and talked about the experiences. Suddenly they looked up and across to the other side of the room. There now appeared to be a person stood by the alien. It looked like a human man, round 5ft, brown dark hair, and dressed in what seemed to be some kind of purple uniform, having what could only be described as a dog collar that resembled that which a Vicar would wear.
They hadn’t seen anyone entering the lab, or even heard a noise.
“Who are you? How did you get in here?” Marcus jumped to his feet, but not daring to step closer.
The man turned, looking Marcus in the eyes. “I’m her mate” he said, turning on his heel to face them.
“Her? It’s a she?” Marcus said surprised, not trusting himself to say anything more until he got his head around the situation.
“How long has she been here?” He said, indicating the alien on the table with a quick glance.
“What?” was all Marcus could muster to say.
“How long?” The man said more forcefully but with no hint of anger in his voice.
“F…Four days” Ann said, hesitating slightly, wondering what their new arrival was going to do.
“And, in a lucid state” he asked. They could feel his eyes almost burning into theirs.
“Couple of hours” Marcus said, not understand why this was important, until the next statement.
“Shit. No wonder I could find her.” he said as he walked over to her side.
The alien turned her head, looking at him. Ann could almost see recognition in its eyes. It put its hands out once more, the same way it had done for Marcus. Touching the man round the groin area.
The man tensed slightly at the touch. “Thought so” he almost whispered to himself, ignoring the two people stood behind him. He bent to touch it on the cheek.
“Damn it” He said, again ignoring everything but he alien on the table.
“What the hell’s going on?” Marcus raged, daring to take a few steps.
“I should be asking you that!” the man said in reasonable tones.
Marcus immediately shut up, embarrassed.
“For gods sake, Evany. Why do you always have to play things the hard way.” He said staring down at her.
The two now understood how the man had been able to get in, as he then disappeared in a soft yellow glow that enveloped his whole body, appearing seconds later. They finally started to put the pieces together, as they watched with fascination.
“Its too late. Its now or never,” they heard him say.
“What’s ‘now or never’? ” Marcus asked, somehow he thought he might get an answer. After all this was far from the ordinary so far. And the guy seemed to be answering some of his questions.
“Its mating season and she never turned up. We were supposed to meet halve way. It drives us crazy…. after a while,” he paused “ I’m younger than her and aren’t feeling it as much yet. I couldn’t sense her. I don’t know what would happen if we don’t do it” he paused, not turning round.
“But she looks drained. How’s she going to do anything like that” Marcus asked, surprised at himself for even having this conversation.
“I know. I’m at full strength. I just hope its enough” He said again not turning around.
Both of the doctor’s had questions but were stopped short as the man said
“I can’t answer any of your questions now. It’ll have to wait” He said, almost like he had read their minds.
The two doctors looked stunned. Who was this guy? What was he talking about? He looked nothing like the alien on the table. But they soon found out at least one answer to one of their questions.
The man moved in front of the bottom half of the table. Standing near her legs, he pulled the nearest leg toward him, and then pushed the other away. It made the position look like the way you would normally have a human female.
Before they could protest or say any more, the man suddenly seemed to glow once more. But instead of disappearing, he changed shape, now looking almost identical to the alien on the table. Having the same two holes that it did.
Ann and Marcus could only watch it a mixture of fascination, disbelief and confoundment.
The man-alien then proceeded to walk around to the end of the table. He climbed on to the table between her legs, taking her hands and moving to hold them above her head. A stronger glow emitted from their clasped fingers. He rubbed gently against the holes, laying flat on top of her. They lay like that for a while. Her face was turned toward Ann and Marcus. The mans head over her shoulder, almost as if they were hugging. Before long the eyes of the first female alien were wide for a few seconds then she seemed to go limp. It almost looked like she had gone to sleep. Their hands returned to their normal colour, the glow fading. The male struggled to get up from the table, gently pulling himself away from his mate. He got up bringing her arms back down to a natural resting position, letting them fall back to the table. He seemed shaky, and slowly lowered himself to the floor, also pulling her legs back into place as he descended. He almost fell as he struggled to stand, leaning on the table for support. After a few more minutes, he had that glow once more around the whole of his body. His form changed again, back to the man they had first seen. This seemed one step too much, as he suddenly collapsed completely to the ground.
“Guess I should have waited” He said, more to himself, than them.
“Are you alright?” Ann asked hesitantly watching.
“I’ll be fine,” He said, turning and taking a quick glance up to the table.
“Will she be alright?” Marcus asked the question this time, now himself looking at the once again lifeless looking form. He was now starting to feel guilty too.
“I don’t know” he paused, trying again to stand up.
Marcus and Ann sat still. Now a little struck dumb and not sure what to say to their newest arrival. Ann couldn’t even look him in the eye.
The man finally managed to stand straight, still looking a little shaky. He now walked round to his companion, hoping to see some kind of response. He touched her cheek once more. She stirred at his touch, opening her eyes and looked at him. She tried to get up.
“Don’t try to move” the man said in affectionate, soft tones.
She closed her eyes and instead of moving, glowed like the man had done. She suddenly changed shape before them. She now looked like the man, but had a red suit with that same distinctive collar. Short blonde hair and pale skin. She opened her eyes once more.
“Sam” she said with slight surprise. “What happened? Where are we?”
“Its O.K.” He said, “What do you remember?” he asked slightly confused by her last question. She should know, sense where she is.
She looked around the white room “I …” She moved to get up, Sam moved to help her sit. “I … I don’t remember….”
She sat up looking puzzle for a second, closing her eyes with a frown.
She moved to slide from the table. Her legs buckled and she fell into an almost kneeing position, as though she had gotten onto one knee. Her hands had slid to the floor and she pushed up to standing, opening her eyes as she did. She looked round, her glaze falling first on the two doctors, then on Sam.
“Do you know them?” Sam asked her, curious to see if she remembered anything from the last four days, or even the last couple of hours.
Taking unsteady steps, she walked up to Marcus who, looked quickly from her to Sam then back again. She stood a couple of foot from him, cocking her head as she looked at him. She reached out a hand to his face, but before she touched him, he had winced. She stopped just before his cheek, waiting for him to feel more comfortable. He looked into her now normal blue/grey eyes as she grazed his cheek smiling slightly. Her hand dropped and she frowned, again closing her eyes, almost as if she were in pain. Opening her eyes she moved to stand facing Ann, giving her that same stare. She again smiled but slightly more widely. She motioned, with a come hither sign, for Ann the come closer. Ann bent forward nervously.
“Your welcome” She whispered into her ear. Ann blushed, backing away.
Evany then stepped back slightly and to one side, so see could see Sam. He had a curious look on his face.
“Does this mean we’re bonded” she asked him, not looking back to them.
“Yes” he said matter of fact.
“Ah… how embarrassing” She said without the slightest hit that she was.
“Does that mean we’re ‘bonded’ too” Marcus asked with alarm.
“What?” Sam asked watching, as Evany turned to look at Marcus.
“Wait, it isn’t not her fault. Don’t be too harsh on her. It’s our fault, we started it” Ann said quickly, defending Evany as Sam looked at Evany, then at Marcus and Ann. The only emotion Sam exhibited was confusion.
“It’s O.K. You kept me sane there for a while. Don’t think I could have lasted much longer. Don’t worry about it. Only Sam and me can ‘bond’” Evany said matter of fact.
Evany walked away from them, toward Sam.
“Hey…” Marcus said trying to set their attention. “Hey, wait”
The two disappeared in that yellow glow that Marcus and Ann were used to by now.
“Well, I don’t know how were going to explain this” Marcus said turning to Ann with mild amusement.
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please reveiw. if you try to pass this story off as your own i will send my dog (a.k.a brother) after you.
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The alien lay on the metal table, were the doctors had told the military officers to put it. The spacious room with white walls, making the body look almost white in the bright lights of the laboratory. As far as they were aware it was dead. Small in stature, about 4ft. 5”, with pale pink, almost colourless skin, and thin limbs, they had at first thought this was like all the other alien encounters. On first looking at it, it seemed like the so-called ‘Grey’ aliens most people thought of.
On approaching it, the doctors at the base had realised the face of this alien seemed different. Having high bones above the eyes, almost like eyebrows. The characteristic wide eyes being emerald green, and just like a real emerald, they had two different distinct colour patterns, one being a green primary body colour with a bluish green secondary colour. They also had what could only be described as comma in the centre for pupils, and the most unusual feature was this alien had eye lids, suggesting the alien may have lived in an environment not unlike Earth’s. The nose and mouth were slits, as one would expect. The only other distinguishing feature, being two penny size holes, side by side, were a human male would have sex organs.
The top-secret base hadn’t had anything like this for along time. Just how they had come across such a find was top secret. The scientists were told nothing about the circumstances. They were ordered to investigate the body and report; that was all.
They had gone over the body inch by inch, trying to distinguish what the alien’s structure was before taking it through the last and final process of autopsy.
The main Scientists had gone home for the day, and as was customary, there were two doctors on duty that night. Dr Marcus Lyndon, the senior of the two and his colleague Dr Ann Halls. It was there job to keep the experiments going in the various labs, as well as watch the computers for other anomalies. Though, there were guards at all the entrances, one couldn’t be too careless.
Markus Lyndon was 30 years old, good looking with dark hair and brown eyes. He also had a strange way of thinking which; often both go him in trouble and won him awards. His main field was genetics and his self-arrogance meant he knew it, it was the main reason he was able to get this post
Ann Halls was the top bio-analyst and post mortem junior, at 27 she was the youngest in her field. Being blond and blue eyed, she had managed to prove everyone wrong about stereotypes, although was a little shy at times, she would always rise to the challenge when presented with one.
Working late on nights wasn’t so bad. They had come to know each other fairly well. The nights usually went without incident. They had just finished clearing up and checking the various computers. Ann was curious of their new discovery. She walked to the table and uncovered the alien. Taking a closer look, she couldn’t help herself but to touch the smooth skin in front of her.
“You shouldn’t do that you know”
She jumped at the voice and turned slightly. “Surely it won’t harm,” She said turning back.
He came up behind her, looking over her shoulder.
“I wonder what these holes are for. You know, if …” she couldn’t make herself say it. Not that it bothered her. She had had to write the words on many occasions, but usually it was in more formal words, which wouldn’t have sounded right if she had said them aloud. Thinking better of it she let the sentence trail.
“Who knows, we’ll just have to wait and see when we do the autopsy” He said, turning to return a clipboard to the table opposite.
“Seems a shame really,” she said. She worked her fingers around the two holes, trying to see if she could work out what they were. Suddenly a small amount of liquid like substance appeared around the holes.
“Hey, look at this, I thought it was dead” She exclaimed, continuing to work the holes as she turned her head to look at Marcus.
“It was,” He moved around to the other side of the table to get a better look.
The substance was pink in colour and slightly sticky. Ann reached for a tissue, looking puzzled at Marcus.
“Do you think its alive. Should we call someone in” she asked tentatively. Watching Marcus for his reaction as she moved so he could see.
“Don’t know, maybe its an after death thing” he said taking steps around the table, to were Ann stood. He looked at this seemingly lifeless body in front of him. Reaching out his hand to touch the substance, he asked for a petri dish. Ann walked to the cupboard and found one, passing it to him; she wondered what he was doing.
Marcus continued to gently rub the two holes, making them secrete more of the fluid. He turn to grab the dish and before he could turn back to see what he was doing, he felt something snake like touch the back of his hand. He pulled away quickly. The holes were no longer empty black pits, but now each had a tube like member protruding from them. They were the same colour as it’s skin, and had cupped pads at the ends.
“I think we should call someone back here” Ann said turning to watch, as the small rope like members disappear back into the alien body.
“What if its nothing?” Marcus said, pausing in front of the body.
“You can’t call that nothing” Ann replied back, shocked that he could be so calm about the discovery.
Marcus reached his hand out, once more massaging the area.
“What are you doing” Ann asked with disgust, as she watched in horror.
“What?, I’m just curious. I want to know if it moves” he said, seeing nothing wrong in what he was doing. After all it had been brought there to study. Or that’s how he saw it.
He watched as the tentacle like forms moved once more out of the body in front of him. They were warm, as if heated from the inside, although the body itself was cold. He watched as the tentacle like forms caressed his hand. He felt his own appendage become stiff. What was he thinking? This is an alien thing from god knows where, and yet he was fascinated and turned on by it.
“It’s got to be male” he said pulling his had away once more, watching as they disappeared once again.
“Oh, what makes you think that?” Ann asked in a mocking tone. Wishing he would just get on with calling someone in. But he was in charge, so…
“Don’t see how it can be anything else,” he said turning to her, sounding deadly serious.
Ann watched as he wiped his hand once again, seeing his hard on through his black trousers. She suddenly felt herself hot, but knew he wouldn’t be able to tell.
“He didn’t even move,” he said as he weighed up the possibilities after watching the alien’s face for any sign of life.
Ann walked back to the table, looking into the alien face before her. She wondered what it would be like to have sex with it. This was not something that would normally have entered her head, but seeing as she was already hot and her hormones were making it feel like she hadn’t had sex in weeks, she just could help the thought.
Marcus, somehow, knew what she was thinking. He was watching her face as she blushed slightly. “Why not. Its not like its awake” she heard him over her shoulder.
“But…” she said. She could feel herself blushing now. Wondering how he had known what she was thinking. She could feel the moisture as she became more aroused.
“Well, I’d do it but it doesn’t look possible” he said as he stood behind her. She turned in surprise.
“But…it could be dangerous” she said again, watching the alien, as Marcus came and stood behind her once more. She could feel him hard against her. Why was he standing so close?
“It probably wouldn’t be able to do anything. Usually, when they have them alien stories, they say that alien did some DNA changes and stuff” He said, hand on her shoulder. “Besides, do you really think its possible to be compatible”
She touched the holes once more, feeling the wetness of herself and the alien. He was probably right, but still, it wasn’t the sort of thing you just do.
“What’s the matter,” he said pausing. “Don’t tell me your not turned on by the thought” he looked at the side of her face.
“Yeh, but…” she said, before she could say anymore he said
“What are you waiting for, don’t tell me your scared” He jived at her.
“I’m not scared” She said, thinking what the hell, and started to undress.
“Well, turn round” she said, feeling slightly foolish at being watched.
He looked at her as if she were mad, but turned away. “You know I’ll have to watch, in case anything happens” he said, not in the least embarrassed. After all he’d seen enough naked flesh, dead and alive, to be able to say it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before.
Taking the lower half of her clothes off. Then unbuttoning her blouse, she removed her bra and preceded to climb onto the table, straggling the alien in front of her, its arms either side of her legs. She started to massage her clit against the holes, feeling her own juices mingling with that of the alien.
She felt slightly tense, the feeling wasn’t unpleasant but the fact that her colleague was watching made her nervous.
She suddenly felt the tentacle like pads underneath her. Snaking their way between her thighs. She jumped up slightly as they pushed their way to the front parts of her clit. It was unbelievable. She moaned softly as they worked, caressingly.
Marcus couldn’t help himself. Pulling his pants around his ankles, he took his own erect member in his hands and started pumping softly. Watching the sight before him fulfilled some of his wilder fantasies.
He watched as the small pads enlarged slightly to cover Ann’s clit, then one broke way, moving slowly, going further down but not quite inside of Ann’s wet opening.
She almost screamed with pleasure as she climaxed for the first time, bucking slightly, as she felt the rush spread from her clit to the rest of her body. It was quick and she wonder how the small pads could produce such feeling without the smallest hint of rubbing motions. It was not unlike being sucked and licked, without the sensations of the act. Part of her wanted it to stop there. After all hadn’t this gone far enough already? But before she could even think of moving herself away, the tentacle like pad thrust gentle inside of her now very aroused opening. She bucked slightly once again, feeling the pad slip inside catching her G-spot. She could feel she had become tighter than she would have been if she hadn’t orgasmed the first time, but she wondered if she would be able to come again, after all the tentacles were only thin.
Marcus was enjoying every minute as he watched Ann buck. He was trying to climax the same time as Ann, but was finding he couldn’t tell were she was at. Suddenly she almost froze and he thought something was wrong, only to realise she was feeling intense pleasure.
She was again experiencing that special sensation of being stimulated without real movement. If it had been a man, she would probably have been too wet by now. She couldn’t sit straight up any longer, and she leant toward the alien, hands either side of its shoulders on the small table. She could feel every part of her body melting, weakening with the slow, steady climax.
She opened her eyes, expecting to see the alien’s blank face, its eyes closed. But she met and was surprised to be confronted by those wide green eyes staring back. She was in the throngs of ecstasy, almost blinded by it. She looked into those eyes, it almost looked sad. She wasn’t sure how to react. She didn’t think she could stop herself even if she wanted.
Before Ann or Marcus realised what was happening, the alien was running it’s long fingers up her body and to her now hard nipples. It’s hand were warm. She groaned with the intensity of it, as the alien slowly ran its fingers first around them and then gently squeezed them. She could feel the first pad again, playing with her clit as she desperately tried not to collapse. Marcus could see a small area on the alien’s hands now had a golden glow, almost shining from the palm to the tips of its fingers. Ann felt she couldn’t stand anymore and came with a small whimper. Slowly the tentacles moved back. The alien fell back, almost collapsing, its eyes half closing.
Marcus watched with fascination as he saw what was happening and climaxed shortly after Ann. He watched, as Ann finally collapsed onto the small figure. Not really paying attention she hugged and kissed its cheek, whispering “thank you” even though she knew it probably didn’t understand.
After a few minutes she managed to regain enough strength to climb down from the table, exhausted but happy. Should she really be feeling this way? A small part of her felt guilty. But what was done was done.
Marcus couldn’t believe what he had just seen and, kicking his trousers off, he walked to the nearest side of the table to get a better look at their newly awakened guest.
As he approached the alien moved its hand toward him, reaching out. But instead of reaching for his arm or face, its fingers found his now limp penis. Marcus almost jumped as his member became almost too erect to bare. Fascinated once more he stood and watched, as the alien started to caress but not quite stroke his manhood. Its hands seemed to still have that faint glow, warm to the touch, and it was somehow able to make him come in just a few stokes.
But as he found out that wasn’t the end of it. The alien then reached around his ample frame, pulling him nearer. Not sure were this was going, he stood next to the table edge. Suddenly he realised what the alien was intending for him to do. He gingerly climbed the table, just as Ann had done. He realised he wouldn’t be able to do it like he would a women and so he hovered above, now not sure what to expect. He was now aching, as he was hard once more. He couldn’t help but rub himself against the holes, feeling the moisture, not sure what was going to happen next.
Ann watched with interest, as she felt aroused once more.
The alien, pulling Marcus toward it, at eye level, made him come to an almost kneeing position. As though he were doing push-ups, like a women, using his knees. Marcus felt slightly uncomfortable. It wasn’t the normal position a man would be in. He tried to see if he could push its legs apart, intending to move between it’s legs, but found he wasn’t being allowed, the alien grabbed his arms and pulled him back.
Before he realised, one of the small tentacle forms had wrapped around his penis, the pad resting on his swollen head. It was his turn to feel the strange sensation of being excited without movement. The feeling was so intense, and yet it seemed drawn out. He could feel the pressure as the tentacle wrapped tight around the whole length of his steadily growing member, as though there was no end to how long it could become.
Before he knew what was happening the second tentacle had come into play. It snaked its way between to his scrotum, the slight touch making him quiver. Then it carried on reaching the back of his ass. He froze, tensing up as the pad worked at the entrance. He had never experienced this kind of thing and was reluctant to relax. The sensations stopped, almost like it knew what he was thinking and knew it would get nowhere if it carried on stimulating his penis. He started to enjoy the feeling of the pad as it slowly and gently pushed its way inside. He felt an explosion of pleasure as the pad hit somewhere deep inside, he groaned. This made the feelings of his erection more forthcoming, but it was like he just was not allowed to come. The tentacles stopping the blood rushing to his member, and he groaned again. The motions between his buttock cheeks carried on for a few minutes, until at last it finally restarted the feelings in his now aching member. He came, another explosion of pleasure as he had never experienced before, the pad over the head of his penis seemingly taking in his hot juices. He trembled at the feeling, rolling to the side of the alien as it let him go.
He also couldn’t move for a few seconds. Practically falling from the table. He scrambled to his clothing and collapsed onto them. It took him another few minutes before he was able to move and get dressed.
Ann noticed the alien’s eyelids dropping half closed and wondered if it was normal for it. After all, she thought it must have taken a lot of energy.
The pair moved to a nearby table and talked about the experiences. Suddenly they looked up and across to the other side of the room. There now appeared to be a person stood by the alien. It looked like a human man, round 5ft, brown dark hair, and dressed in what seemed to be some kind of purple uniform, having what could only be described as a dog collar that resembled that which a Vicar would wear.
They hadn’t seen anyone entering the lab, or even heard a noise.
“Who are you? How did you get in here?” Marcus jumped to his feet, but not daring to step closer.
The man turned, looking Marcus in the eyes. “I’m her mate” he said, turning on his heel to face them.
“Her? It’s a she?” Marcus said surprised, not trusting himself to say anything more until he got his head around the situation.
“How long has she been here?” He said, indicating the alien on the table with a quick glance.
“What?” was all Marcus could muster to say.
“How long?” The man said more forcefully but with no hint of anger in his voice.
“F…Four days” Ann said, hesitating slightly, wondering what their new arrival was going to do.
“And, in a lucid state” he asked. They could feel his eyes almost burning into theirs.
“Couple of hours” Marcus said, not understand why this was important, until the next statement.
“Shit. No wonder I could find her.” he said as he walked over to her side.
The alien turned her head, looking at him. Ann could almost see recognition in its eyes. It put its hands out once more, the same way it had done for Marcus. Touching the man round the groin area.
The man tensed slightly at the touch. “Thought so” he almost whispered to himself, ignoring the two people stood behind him. He bent to touch it on the cheek.
“Damn it” He said, again ignoring everything but he alien on the table.
“What the hell’s going on?” Marcus raged, daring to take a few steps.
“I should be asking you that!” the man said in reasonable tones.
Marcus immediately shut up, embarrassed.
“For gods sake, Evany. Why do you always have to play things the hard way.” He said staring down at her.
The two now understood how the man had been able to get in, as he then disappeared in a soft yellow glow that enveloped his whole body, appearing seconds later. They finally started to put the pieces together, as they watched with fascination.
“Its too late. Its now or never,” they heard him say.
“What’s ‘now or never’? ” Marcus asked, somehow he thought he might get an answer. After all this was far from the ordinary so far. And the guy seemed to be answering some of his questions.
“Its mating season and she never turned up. We were supposed to meet halve way. It drives us crazy…. after a while,” he paused “ I’m younger than her and aren’t feeling it as much yet. I couldn’t sense her. I don’t know what would happen if we don’t do it” he paused, not turning round.
“But she looks drained. How’s she going to do anything like that” Marcus asked, surprised at himself for even having this conversation.
“I know. I’m at full strength. I just hope its enough” He said again not turning around.
Both of the doctor’s had questions but were stopped short as the man said
“I can’t answer any of your questions now. It’ll have to wait” He said, almost like he had read their minds.
The two doctors looked stunned. Who was this guy? What was he talking about? He looked nothing like the alien on the table. But they soon found out at least one answer to one of their questions.
The man moved in front of the bottom half of the table. Standing near her legs, he pulled the nearest leg toward him, and then pushed the other away. It made the position look like the way you would normally have a human female.
Before they could protest or say any more, the man suddenly seemed to glow once more. But instead of disappearing, he changed shape, now looking almost identical to the alien on the table. Having the same two holes that it did.
Ann and Marcus could only watch it a mixture of fascination, disbelief and confoundment.
The man-alien then proceeded to walk around to the end of the table. He climbed on to the table between her legs, taking her hands and moving to hold them above her head. A stronger glow emitted from their clasped fingers. He rubbed gently against the holes, laying flat on top of her. They lay like that for a while. Her face was turned toward Ann and Marcus. The mans head over her shoulder, almost as if they were hugging. Before long the eyes of the first female alien were wide for a few seconds then she seemed to go limp. It almost looked like she had gone to sleep. Their hands returned to their normal colour, the glow fading. The male struggled to get up from the table, gently pulling himself away from his mate. He got up bringing her arms back down to a natural resting position, letting them fall back to the table. He seemed shaky, and slowly lowered himself to the floor, also pulling her legs back into place as he descended. He almost fell as he struggled to stand, leaning on the table for support. After a few more minutes, he had that glow once more around the whole of his body. His form changed again, back to the man they had first seen. This seemed one step too much, as he suddenly collapsed completely to the ground.
“Guess I should have waited” He said, more to himself, than them.
“Are you alright?” Ann asked hesitantly watching.
“I’ll be fine,” He said, turning and taking a quick glance up to the table.
“Will she be alright?” Marcus asked the question this time, now himself looking at the once again lifeless looking form. He was now starting to feel guilty too.
“I don’t know” he paused, trying again to stand up.
Marcus and Ann sat still. Now a little struck dumb and not sure what to say to their newest arrival. Ann couldn’t even look him in the eye.
The man finally managed to stand straight, still looking a little shaky. He now walked round to his companion, hoping to see some kind of response. He touched her cheek once more. She stirred at his touch, opening her eyes and looked at him. She tried to get up.
“Don’t try to move” the man said in affectionate, soft tones.
She closed her eyes and instead of moving, glowed like the man had done. She suddenly changed shape before them. She now looked like the man, but had a red suit with that same distinctive collar. Short blonde hair and pale skin. She opened her eyes once more.
“Sam” she said with slight surprise. “What happened? Where are we?”
“Its O.K.” He said, “What do you remember?” he asked slightly confused by her last question. She should know, sense where she is.
She looked around the white room “I …” She moved to get up, Sam moved to help her sit. “I … I don’t remember….”
She sat up looking puzzle for a second, closing her eyes with a frown.
She moved to slide from the table. Her legs buckled and she fell into an almost kneeing position, as though she had gotten onto one knee. Her hands had slid to the floor and she pushed up to standing, opening her eyes as she did. She looked round, her glaze falling first on the two doctors, then on Sam.
“Do you know them?” Sam asked her, curious to see if she remembered anything from the last four days, or even the last couple of hours.
Taking unsteady steps, she walked up to Marcus who, looked quickly from her to Sam then back again. She stood a couple of foot from him, cocking her head as she looked at him. She reached out a hand to his face, but before she touched him, he had winced. She stopped just before his cheek, waiting for him to feel more comfortable. He looked into her now normal blue/grey eyes as she grazed his cheek smiling slightly. Her hand dropped and she frowned, again closing her eyes, almost as if she were in pain. Opening her eyes she moved to stand facing Ann, giving her that same stare. She again smiled but slightly more widely. She motioned, with a come hither sign, for Ann the come closer. Ann bent forward nervously.
“Your welcome” She whispered into her ear. Ann blushed, backing away.
Evany then stepped back slightly and to one side, so see could see Sam. He had a curious look on his face.
“Does this mean we’re bonded” she asked him, not looking back to them.
“Yes” he said matter of fact.
“Ah… how embarrassing” She said without the slightest hit that she was.
“Does that mean we’re ‘bonded’ too” Marcus asked with alarm.
“What?” Sam asked watching, as Evany turned to look at Marcus.
“Wait, it isn’t not her fault. Don’t be too harsh on her. It’s our fault, we started it” Ann said quickly, defending Evany as Sam looked at Evany, then at Marcus and Ann. The only emotion Sam exhibited was confusion.
“It’s O.K. You kept me sane there for a while. Don’t think I could have lasted much longer. Don’t worry about it. Only Sam and me can ‘bond’” Evany said matter of fact.
Evany walked away from them, toward Sam.
“Hey…” Marcus said trying to set their attention. “Hey, wait”
The two disappeared in that yellow glow that Marcus and Ann were used to by now.
“Well, I don’t know how were going to explain this” Marcus said turning to Ann with mild amusement.
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please reveiw. if you try to pass this story off as your own i will send my dog (a.k.a brother) after you.