Universe Hunters: Taken

by C. L. Scholey

  “You are aboard our hunting vessel,” Blazar said. His cock bounced, Cali looked away and, unfortunately, directly at Deimos’ cock. It also bounced. “What an interesting piece of anatomy.”

  “Hunting vessel?” Cali asked, while thinking things were getting curiouser and curiouser. “And for the love of God, get your big ass dicks away from me.”

  Both men stepped back. “You appear unsettled,” Blazar said. “This is only temporary. We will return you once we have completed our mission in this quadrant.”

  “When will that be?” Cali ground out.

  “I’m afraid I have no concept of your time,” Blazar said. “We, that is, Deimos and me, didn’t know humans existed until today while hunting the Gars. This is a new quadrant we happened onto by chance.”

  “Gars?” I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming…

  “Gars are not only flesh eaters but eaters of everything and do not belong in your world. They take on several shapes. Some appear harmless. They are dangerous. To them, eating is as important as the air you breathe. It’s a natural function, one that never ceases. They are insatiable and if left to their own devices would consume—everything. Both Deimos and I are universe hunters. When in our natural form, the Gars are helpless when met with our light. As are you. I’m afraid we burned you in our haste to kill all of the Gars. If we had not, they would kill again.”

  “Can you at least find us all some clothes to wear?” Cali knew she sounded a bit frantic. Having a conversation with men claiming to be aliens was bad enough, but to have it while they were all naked was nerve wracking.

  “I’m sorry, female human. I cannot produce loose flesh,” Blazar said.

  “Cali.” She scowled.

  “You are not a human female?” Deimos asked.

  “My name, dumb ass. It’s Cali. I can’t stay here naked, for days.”

  “Why? You look so interesting, most intriguing,” Blazar said. “You will note the temperature in our vessel is warm enough.”

  “This is kidnapping. It’s illegal,” Cali said.

  “Stealing you away from Earth wasn’t our original plan. There is no malice involved. I understand we have captured you, and you feel you are a prisoner,” Blazar said.

  “I am a prisoner,” she wailed.

  “I have had to weigh the pros and cons of our mission and your health,” Blazar said. “You had to be healed, but the Gars are destroying beings on other planets. You needn’t fear Deimos or me. Instead of thinking yourself a prisoner or captive, think of it as though being kept—for now.”

  Taken is more like it.

  Cali glared at him. “But we’re all naked,” she stressed.

  “Why is this relevant?” Deimos asked.

  “Because, well…because,” Cali stuttered. “You’re men, or males…you’re naked.” She was also helpless and lying nude, spread out like a Thanksgiving goose dinner.

  “Do male and female humans do something together when they are naked?” Blazar asked. “Explain your culture and we will try to accommodate your needs.”

  Cali felt the blush creep up her throat. Explain sex? They didn’t know what their cocks were, let alone how to use them.

  “It just feels strange to be naked,” she mumbled. Boy, was that an understatement.

  “You will be fine,” Deimos said. Again he grinned and wiggled his lips around for a second making weird faces. His gaze strained down creepily to stare at his lips making the whites of his eyes prominent. He moved closer to place a hand on her shoulder. The tip of his cock poked into her side. Cali jumped off the bed. His cock was rock hard. Deimos took a finger and poked his dick.

  “It grows,” he said. “When it’s aimed at Cali.”

  Blazar looked down at his cock thoughtfully. He too had a hard on. “Is this strange growing appendage a weapon? The yellow fluid it spews, is it dangerous?”

  “The, uh, yellow fluid is waste,” Cali muttered.

  “Interesting,” Deimos said. “Strange.”

  “And a little uncomfortable,” Blazar muttered. He stroked his dick making Cali go redder still.

  Oh my God, I’ll die if he jacks off in front of me.

  “Well, don’t touch it,” Deimos demanded. “It may spew.”

  If you only knew…

  “We have work to do. You may wander our vessel, but don’t touch anything,” Blazar said. He released his cock.

  Both he and Deimos turned and left, their cocks bobbing up and down in front of them. Cali rubbed a weary hand across her face. She then sat up and stared down at her big boobs. She needed a bra; when loose, the girls tended to fight. There had to be something on this damned ship to restrain them. Cali was now on a mission.

  Chapter Two

  Cali twisted her neck uncomfortably around to stare into another room. Empty. She had been prowling for some time; the ship was huge. It appeared she and the two aliens were the only occupants. Deimos and Blazar contented themselves in the largest room. Blipping and bleeping gadgets and numerous panels lined the silver walls. So many bright lights varying in color and grades of intensity reminded Cali of her unpleasant experiences, and she hastened from the room. She kept her distance from the aliens, anxious to avoid them until feeling presentable. Not nude if possible.

  The walls were shiny; the entire ship gleamed like polished silver inside, reflecting her image from numerous angles. It was disconcerting and startled Cali a few times before she adjusted to the sight of her image everywhere. Open-mouthed, she entered another strange room. She had never gazed at anything cleaner in her life. Under her bare feet shone more silver. When Cali looked down, she could see her reflection and blushed when her lower lips, big as day, stared back at her.

  “That’s not something I needed to see right now,” she whispered. At least her ass wasn’t bright red anymore. “I’m naked in a ship with two hot aliens who are really bright lights. Get a grip, girl. Oh, I can get a grip—on anything, ’cause I’m hangin’ out all over.” Her words were emphasized in the quiet room by her low growl of frustration.

  There were types of closets in the room. Cali ventured to open one. She smiled when she found strips of a cotton swab material all in bunches together. Perhaps the room was for First Aid, it would make sense of the sterile environment. When she gripped a handful, the slightly sticky material broke off in chunks. Cali stuck a blob on one boob, it held. Staring at her reflection in the high polished silver she went to work. Soon her ass, boobs, and mound were covered in the substance. Now if she could just get the guys to wear this, at least over their cocks. Maybe then she could have a normal conversation. Granted, they would all resemble the Stay Puft marshmallow man but this was better than nothing.

  Feeling somewhat more confident, Cali strode through the ship finally coming to the larger room where she knew she would find Deimos and Blazar. Both men stood quietly, or so she thought at first. Cali’s hands flew to her ears, and she cried out. Both men turned to stare at her, their eyes blazed a spooky yellow, neither had ears on their heads anymore. Cali fell to the ground in agony and fear. Large arms gripped her and she whimpered.

  “Oh my God, what did you do to yourselves, to me?”

  “Damn.” Cali heard Deimos swear, he was practically running through the ship with her clutched to his chest.

  “We should have known better. This is my fault for allowing her freedom to roam and not protecting her. Our natural voices are too much for human ears. We’ve hurt her again,” Blazar yelled.

  Cali groaned and peeked an eye open as she was settled once again onto the table. Relief was instantaneous. Both men had their ears back. Their eyes were, thankfully, perfectly normal. They stared at her in concern, except Deimos looked more confused. As he stared, Cali couldn’t help but feel she had blundered with something. It had to be the cotton material. Deimos leaned closer to Blazar to whisper.

  “Blazar? She is wearing our food.”

  “Maybe she missed her mouth, Deimos?”

  “She looks a
little silly.”

  “Hmm, the food is strategically placed to cover her globes and fur,” Blazar said. “I think there is more to this naked thing than she is letting on.”

  I’m wearing their food? Ugh. “What happened to me?” Cali asked.

  “Humans cannot cope with the tone of our natural language. Your eardrums are too sensitive. My database has so little information, I deduced this myself. It would appear I am correct,” Blazar said. “You see, my species hears with all orifices. We absorb our language which passes through our entire being. Your skin is only semi-permeable. Our words cannot enter you though they try. I’m guessing the effect is less than pleasant.”

  “You think?” She choked the words out in annoyance. Knives digging into her would have been preferable. It was like jumping into a freezing cold lake while being assaulted with pins and needles.

  Cali lay there, the sticky substance moistened under the bright lights. The clothes she stuck on, or rather their food, was melting. It was worse than being naked. As she rose from the table there was a sick sucking sound and a pop as the gummy substance clung to her skin and the table surface, then released. Cali was naked again; the tacky mess lay on the table. Both men looked at the table in disgust.

  “You are that desperate for loose flesh you would wear food?” Blazar asked. “Your rituals are strange.”

  An odd noise began to emanate from all around the room and ship; perhaps an alarm of impending doom, and Cali looked at Blazar feeling concerned. The ship’s engines powered down.

  “It would appear we’ve reached our destination.” Blazar smiled. “It’s time to hunt.”

  “You’re leaving me alone on your ship?” Cali asked.

  Blazar looked a bit uncomfortable. “Yes. For now. It shouldn’t take long. I’m sorry, but I can’t risk you wandering again. This planet’s atmosphere resembles Earth, but there are no humanoids. Deimos and I must take our natural form before exiting the vessel. It would be too dangerous for you to accompany us.”

  Cali was certain she didn’t like the sound of that. “What are you going to do with me?”

  “We have a holding cell,” Deimos said. “You will be thafe, I mean safe.”

  Cali began backing away. Now she realized what the other rooms were, cells. These aliens did take captives. She turned to run. It was too late. In one swift action, Deimos had her over his broad shoulder. There was no sense in struggling, Cali could feel his muscles rippling as he moved.

  Damn, his ass even looks good from this angle. For a second, she felt like giggling hysterically. Well, at least his ‘asses’ do.

  ****

  The holding cell Cali had been plopped into was approximately eight feet wide, eight feet long, and eight feet high. A box structure made of some highly polished silver substance, similar to steel. The walls and ceiling were smooth, the wide door appeared to be glass, but Cali guessed it was much stronger. Blazar informed her the security force field was turned off; she would be safe, if captive. She couldn’t hurt herself if she touched the walls or door; she just couldn’t escape.

  So much for being kept—kept in a box. Not a captive, my ass!

  There was a silver oblong bottle on the wall that hung down with a spout. Blazar said it held a liquid similar to Earth’s water. There were on occasion, times the hunters brought specimens to their home planet for scientists to study.

  Cali examined the spout. She took the small tube into her mouth and sucked. A clear liquid slipped down the clear tube and filled her cheeks. She swished it around her mouth for a moment before determining it was palatable. She scowled suddenly after having a thought.

  I’m a God dammed gerbil.

  ****

  It had to have been hours since she was placed in the cell. If the aliens had no concept of time, Cali worried they might be gone months; she would be dead long before then. The water bottle seemed to fill from another tube, but there was no food. Cali had no idea if she was still in space or on a planet. Her back slid down a wall and she wrapped her arms around her legs, resting her chin upon a knee. She began to sing a silly tune just to hear her voice. Shortly after Cali heard a noise coming from outside her cell. She scrambled to her feet and raced to press her face against the glass.

  Thank God they’re back. “Blazar? Deimos?”

  A low growl built in tempo and Cali’s hair stood on end. Her nose crinkled in disgust at the distasteful smell of wet dog. Goose bumps dotted her skin. Cali stumbled back into a corner, her arm stretched across her breasts while her other hand lowered to cover her mound. She pressed her ass against a wall.

  The creature that stalked into view was repulsive. It stood on two hairy legs with two fur-covered arms and clawed feet. The dark chest resembled that of a gorilla. Scruffy fur covered its freakishly long neck. Not exactly humanoid, the wolf creature had sharp, white foot-long fangs hanging from its huge extended muzzle. Pointed furry ears twitched in her direction. To Cali, it looked as though the creature had come from hell.

  Cali noted its already massive dark black cock, which began to grow as it sniffed at her. Its lips curled in a grin or growl, Cali wasn’t certain. A long fuzzy finger rose to point at her.

  “You. A compatible female, at last.”

  The beast growled the words but Cali understood.

  Deimos and Blazar had changed back to lights before leaving her alone. The confined space was protected, and she would remain unharmed. Deimos told her while protected in the cell she would be able to understand any type of language, a universal translator for universe hunters was essential when transporting captive specimen. She gazed open-mouthed at their true forms; they were stunning. She was looking into Heaven’s embrace. She was surprised to understand when they told her they would return shortly. She was not to fear.

  Cali now stood with her back pressed tight to the wall while the beast’s gaze devoured her.

  “I will release you female and you will join me as a mate.” A growling hiss followed each expelled word.

  Not bloody likely, you ugly fucker. She wisely kept her thoughts to herself. The beast was at least seven and a half feet tall. Its body mass had to exceed six hundred pounds. It would dwarf the large cell. Its cock was hard and straight, thick and long. It grew larger before her eyes. The beast bobbed and weaved as though searching for an entry into her cell. Massive paw-like hands with long fingers pushed experimentally on the glass. Cali heard a gruff hmm. It wasn’t just some dumb beast, it could think. Cali was beginning to wish Blazar had kept the force field on.

  “Do not fear my strength. Stay where you are, and I will free you.”

  Cali hoped not.

  The beast leaped at the glass wall. At the last second, it spun in the air and Cali could see why. The back of the beast was bald, the raised leather black armor covering resembling an armadillo curled to protect itself and smashed into the glass. The door to her confines bent inward but didn’t shatter. Enraged, the beast threw back his head and howled in frustration beating at his chest with his fists. A long thick purplish tongue lolled from the side of his mouth. Cali covered her mouth as she screamed. Again, he raced forward, spun, curled in the air, and slammed himself at the glass; it began to buckle and Cali whimpered.

  The next blow would send it crashing down. The beast’s power was nothing short of phenomenal. She was right, the beast took a few steps back and ran at the door, it threw everything it had and the glass broke free of the wall when his back struck with the force of a wrecking ball. Using its two massive paw-like hands the beast yanked the door free and gazed at his prize.

  Cali couldn’t breathe. There would be no fighting this thing. Muscles bulged everywhere. Drool slid down his furry throat to soak his neck. Wide shoulders tapered to a broad chest, slimming only a miniscule amount before thunderous hips fit for his king cock turned into rock thighs.

  “What species are you?” the creature asked. Fetid breath bathed her face and she gagged. Raw sewage is perfume compared to this. His tone brooked no re
sistance. Cali was mesmerized by his sharp claws. When he spoke, she saw a mouthful of pointed teeth. Its black nose was shiny and wet.

  “Hu…human. I’m, I’m human.” Try as she might she couldn’t control her stutter.

  “Can humans carry multiple births? Do not lie to me; I can smell a lie. I would be angry and punish you.”

  “Yes,” she whispered, not knowing what else to say. How could she explain the complexity of ovaries and eggs?

  The creature grinned. “A litter of three will do nicely to begin with, human. You are small and three will do. After all, once they are weaned we will start again. I wish at least fifteen offspring.”

  Holy hell.

  “Um, two is a nice number,” she said, her voice a squeak. What was she saying?

  The beast moved closer, its huge muzzle inhaled her scent. When the creature lifted a hand Cali couldn’t help it, she cowered back afraid he would strike. Soft furry fingers trailed down her cheek.

  “So smooth, I will be the envy of the others.”

  Others?

  Once they left the confined cell, Cali knew she would no longer be able to understand the creature. What if that pissed him off? While she was thinking that, his massive cock found its way closer to her legs, pointed downward with its length. Cali shoved at his chest not wanting his cock or him any closer.

  “Be still, human. I would never take my mate in such a dangerous place. When we join, we will be surrounded by many others who will keep watch for our safety. You are lucky I caught your scent in the wind. I have been tracking you. A great evil walks my world killing my species. Do not fear, I will keep you close. I will not allow what has captured you to harm you.”

  Cali knew he meant the Gars, the incautious bugs. The way the beast was acting, she also surmised he wasn’t about to pin her down and have his way with her, at least not yet. A group of admirers watching her have sex had absolutely no appeal. She was no exhibitionist.