by Enid Titan
“Do I have further instructions?”
“Not exactly. Send over your data and leave the planet’s orbit within two of their days. That is all, Vidar.”
“Thank you, Consul.”
“We look forward to seeing you and your new prizes on the home world.”
“Aye.”
The call ended and Vidar leaned back against the wall of his cockpit. That was it, then. He stepped over to the panel and sent over all the data from his implant for the imperium to review. Once he returned to Pollux, he’d likely be expected to join their meetings. However, interpreting the data for the alliance would be the job of his superiors.
Essentially, his work was finished and he could enjoy the naked maiden in the bathtub finally. The shot of adrenaline and the melatonagonist kept Vidar’s eyes opened and alert… and ready for more. He returned to the bathroom, where Minerva floated on her back, naked in the tub.
Vidar cleared his throat, waking her from what had apparently been a peaceful sleep. She swam over to the edge of the tub.
“What happened?”
“I got word from my superiors and sent them my data. My first contact mission is over.”
“It’s over?”
“Yes. We need to leave the planet in two days.”
“Only two days?”
“Yes. Then we return to Pollux.”
Her eyes widened like a tiny woodland creature. I smiled.
“We’re going to an alien planet?” She breathed.
“Yes. We are. But only for political reasons.”
“Will I be able to return to earth and see my family again?”
“Sooner than you imagine. I have heard that the Alliance will pursue first contact with earth. They finally have the data to understand the terms your species must be met with…”
“Annihilation?” She squeaked.
I laughed.
“No! Not annihilation. My, your people are certainly emotionally responsive.”
“You seemed to like that fine enough a moment ago,” she replied.
“Cheeky,” I answered, stripping to nothing and then entering the bath with her. She swam over to me and clung tightly to me.
“How come you’re still awake?”
“I took a little something to help…”
“You did all that for me?”
“Aye. And for myself. See when I’ve got a soft little thing like you on my ship, I intend to enjoy her.”
“Go on then,” she whispered, pushing some strands of my wet, white hair out of my face, “Enjoy me…”
My tentacles moved more freely in the water and I teased both her holes open at once, my seed gushing into the water surrounding us as I pushed two of my cocks inside her holes just an inch or so. She gasped and gripped onto a handful of my hair as her hips wriggled and she lowered herself onto two of my thick rigid purple tentacles.
“Under water feels so much better,” she whispered.
“I know, little earthling. I know it does…”
She squirmed and squealed as I thrust more of my inches inside her. Once I was buried to the hilt in her ass and pussy, she cried out and nearly let go of me. I caught her hands and then held the small of my back as I thrust her up and down my cocks. In the water, I could gain full range of motion of my tail and as she bounced up and down two of my cocks, I slipped my third between her outer lips and stimulated her engorged clit to arousal, forcing her to cum as my tail lifted behind her and stroked up the length of her back.
“Ohhhh, Vidar!” She squealed.
Her face flushed and her nipples hardened as she climaxed. The tentacles on the tip of my tail tickled the small of her back and traveled all the way up over her shoulder. I took my tail and teased her lips open.
“Suck on it…” I urged.
As I penetrated her with three of my erect tentacles she sucked on my tail and I could feel my cocks stiffening and my lust building past the point of control.
She bounced on me harder and screamed louder as she came, her screams muffled by her lips wrapped firmly around my tail. I pumped into her harder and faster, rubbing inside her and stimulating every inch of her tight human pussy until she couldn’t take it anymore. I removed my tail from her mouth and then thrust deep inside her until I burst, erupting with my seed once more.
The water changed color as spurts and spurts of my seed entered her tight human pussy and then gushed out of her, coating her legs and thighs and every inch of her plump slick lips with my fertile seed. When I pulled out of her, I lifted her onto the edge of the giant tub and moved between her trembling legs, still heaving with desire.
“Vidar… What… Happened… I… I can’t see straight…”
I lifted myself out of the tub and she rose to her feet. Her eyes fluttered closed. It was happening… Implantation. Soon she’d respond like I usually did: by falling asleep. She clung to my arms and I lifted her off the ground as she drifted off.
“I love you…” she whimpered.
“I love you too, Minerva… My precious little earthling.”
I tucked her into bed and crawled in beside her, holding her gentle body close to mine, preparing for a future where I made this alien my wife.
The End.
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Book #2: Kronos
One
ALASKA
Jessica Benally
Ain’t a thing like an Alaskan winter. Us Benally’s been up here in Alaska for too long. Dad’s family came from the United States, far south of here, and moved up here ‘cause the jobs pay better and he always liked the winter, hunting and fishing. Plus he liked being a drunk and beating down on my mom and appreciated the fact that here, neighbors minded their own and didn’t bother him too much for being the sort of guy who hit his wife.
I got out as soon as I could. When I was sixteen I tried to run away first and shacked up next door with old Mr. Lewis, who was forty years old. Daddy came and beat me so bad and then dragged me back home. I didn’t leave again ’til I was twenty and that time when daddy fought, I fought back. I raised my gun to him and told him I meant to leave, and even if I only moved across town to a tiny double wide that I shared with Tina and Nancy, I got some kind of independence.
Tina and Nancy had husbands when they first came up to this cold hellhole. Paddy, Nancy’s husband, was a drunk who they found face down outside the bar two Christmases ago. He left her with ten thousand dollars of debt and a bar tab of $500 which Craig, the town bartender, forced her to pay. She could barely afford the funeral and afterwards she turned to pills and turning tricks. I didn’t judge, plus she always paid her rent on time, so I minded her even less ‘cause of that. Tina did drugs too, but she mostly sold them to the guys with back pain from working on the rig and the hunters who needed an extra kick to keep them up while they caught elk and wolves.
I did odd jobs mostly, helping folks where I could and working a shift at the bar a few times a week. I hustled money all week and came home to count the stash of cash under my bed. $100 was enough for my rent that week and then I had $50 left for food and booze. Perfect. I shoved $20 into my pocket and slipped into my boots, getting ready to head out and get myself a bit of liquor.
As I reached the front door, it swung open and Nancy stumbled in, drunk off her ass with a guy hanging on her arm. He was about twice her age and groped her ass as she giggled.
“Jeb, stop! Jeb! Not in front of my roommate.”
“Hi Nancy.”
“Hi, Jess. This is Jeb… Isn’t he cute?”
He wasn’t.
“Good afternoon, sir,” I mumbled, hoping this guy would stop leering at me.
“I’ll throw in another $30 if you get ‘er to join in,” he mumbled to Nancy.
She laughed and smacked him on the chest.
“What do you say, Jess?”
“No thanks. I’m headed out to get something from the liquor store.”
“Oh, could you pick up some strawberry swishers?”
Jeb squeezed Nancy’s ass again. She squealed and replied, “Alright. I’ve gotta go. Are you coming camping with us this weekend?”
“Camping?”
“You’re not invited Jeb, calm down.”
I replied, “Sure. I’ll come camping. Who else will be there?”
“Tina’s bringing some boys… We’re going to have a grand old time.”
“Fine by me.”
I wriggled past them and hurried outside. The air struck my lungs cold and sharp. I buried my face in my scarf and shut the door behind me. I could hear Nancy squealing as Jeb probably took her right there on the couch. I hated running into her with her clients, especially the married ones like Jeb. I tried to keep my head down and mind my business. They were paying her after all, and we needed all the help we could get keeping the lights on.
Despite my gloves and boots, I was practically frozen by the time I got to the liquor store. I spent my whole $20 on some moonshine and the swishers. Afterward, I marched toward home. It had been ten minutes, so I figured Nancy and Jeb were probably finished. He didn’t strike me as the type to last very long.
I pushed the door open and thankfully proved myself right. Nancy wrapped herself in her bathrobe and sat back on the couch.
“Thanks for the privacy doll.”
“Here are your swishers.”
“Thanks doll. Tina’s on her way. Pack your bags.”
“I could use the break this weekend. Do we need food?”
“The boys are gonna hunt.”
“Great. I’ll go pack.”
I packed my bags and finished just as Tina pulled up in her brother’s truck. The boys’ trucks followed behind her in our driveway. I recognized Taylor Lewis in the passenger seat of the other truck. I hated Taylor. And Nancy knew that. I glared at her and hissed, “Is Taylor coming?”
“Oh come on. You need to get over what happened with Taylor. He’s a good kid…”
“He’s a total asshole. He beat Ann Holland so bad she couldn’t walk for a year.”
“Ann had it coming,” Nancy replied shrugging.
“No woman has it coming,” I huffed.
Nancy shrugged and reached into her pocket for a cigarette. She lit up as we entered Tina’s truck.
“Howdy girls,” Tina greeted us, “Ready for a crazy weekend?”
“I brought moonshine,” I said.
“Good. We’ll need it. I’ve got crazy plans for this weekend. I’m going to fuck Ivan Rudnyk and if I’m lucky, Taylor Lewis too.”
“Ew! Why do you want to fuck those guys?”
“Well, I’m horny and Harry’s pissing me off,” Tina replied calmly.
“So you’re going to cheat on him?”
“That’s right, I’m going to fuck his best friends and maybe let one of them knock me up.”
Nancy laughed and tapped her cigarette out the window. Sandwiched between these women, all I could think about was escaping Alaska. This small town got people trapped thinking small. I didn’t want to wake up one day ten years from now and realize that I’d turned into Nancy or Tina. They could be fun to hang out with but man, their moral compasses were screwy.
“If you fuck Ivan and get knocked up, your baby is gonna be as ugly as a moose.”
“Fuck you, Nancy.”
“What! I’m just being honest.”
“Whatever, you’re the nasty bitch whose fucked most of the guys in town.”
“I never got pregnant from ‘em.”
“You got three kids you dumb coke slut. You just don’t take care of them.”
Nancy laughed, “So what? My momma looks after ‘em and that’s as good as anything.”
“We should try to get Jess to fuck this weekend,” Tina suggested.
“No thanks!” I chimed in.
“What? You too good to fuck one of the boys from town?”
“Ivan’s my cousin.”
“Your second cousin,” Nancy replied.
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Late Summer ‘95
Warm humid summers in Preble were always the same. The highways flanked by tall corn. The air so muggy that you couldn't step outside without sweat pooling on your brow or your shirt sticking to your neck. Summer was meant for berry picking, shucking corn and rolling your shrinking Levi's up over your ankles and running down to Song Lake for a dip in the murky green waters and to see if the owners of the impressive summer cabins had arrived with any new children to play with. I lived on the farm right across the highway from the lake over the summer. Pawpaw had us kids from June to September since Mama could barely afford to manage all seven of us when we were high-energy reckless little young-uns who are always up to outsmarting her.
At seven, I was the kid right smack in the middle. The twins, John and Jeremy had come first. They were 15. Annie had come next, and she was the first of us to be born with red hair, although hers was darker than mine and more definitively auburn. I was next, then there were two more boys, six and five, Charlie and Peter, then Daisy had come along a couple years before.
After a long day of helping grandpa pick berries we had brought baskets and red stained fingers for inspection. Once he had found our efforts satisfactory, he sent us out to play until the streetlights came on. Each day went by almost exactly the same, but that day, when our baskets were overflowing with blueberries, I remember clearly now.
John and Jeremy went off duck hunting with some of the other big kids and Pawpaw left Annie in charge of the rest of us. She offered to take us down to the lake for a swim and all of us happily obliged. Annie at the ripe age of 12 swung Daisy on her hip and I held Charlie and Peter's hands as we crossed the highway (which wasn’t busy) carefully, and walked down to the Polanski's dock.
“The Poles” as grandpa affectionately called them didn't come until August and they had given us permission to use their dock and rickety canoes so long as we left everything the way we had found it. Annie spread her towel on the grass and lay Daisy on her stomach. Charlie and Peter stripped their clothes off and sprinted towards the water without hesitation, screaming as they raced towards the murky green with pale, freckled backs. I tapped Annie on the shoulder.
"What?"
I pointed towards the field, the uninhabited lot next to the Polanski's.
"Why?"
"Frog huntin’," I mumbled.
As much as school had attempted to smooth out my central New York country accent, I clung to my dropped participles and flat vowels.
Since I had lost my front teeth, I had taken up the habit of mumbling to stop them from showing. That made the sound worse. Annie’s brow knit together with distress and she fluttered her invisible lashes quickly, deciding whether I was worth as much trouble as I was giving her. She had tried to correct my speech herself many times but today, she had her hands full and I suspected that I wouldn't have gotten into much trouble if I had simply run over there without asking permission. On the other hand, she could have whooped me, so it was better to play it safe.
"Fine don't get lost," she huffed.
I nodded and brushed my red hair out of my eyes as I walked towards the field. I began skipping a little. I remember the scent of fresh cut grass and the rays of sunlight searing into my freckled skin. I didn't think I would find any frogs, but I loved running through the field alone, feeling the grass tickling my ankles and rubbing on my pale legs as I pretended to be a coyote, hunting for rabbit. I stepped into the tall grass which came up to my waist at that age and I started walking away from Annie and my siblings until I could bar
ely make out their figures on the dock.
I crouched down and started crawling forward on my hands and knees, searching for interesting critters in the soil. Once, I had found a mouse. Another time I had caught a large grasshopper that had inspired the fear of Christ in Annie when I’d unveiled my present by dropping it down the back of her dress. So, no more grasshoppers. No frogs either. I parted the grass and crouched down lower.
A low sound like the whirring of pawpaw's truck but a bit higher pitched came from overhead. I shot straight up onto my feet, my heart racing. My toes sank deeper into the mud. Gasping for breath, I scanned the field and looked over at Annie who appeared unperturbed. She mustn’t have heard the noise, although it was so loud, I wondered how she had missed it. I tried to call her name but my mouth was sandpaper dry.
Annie couldn't see me as her attention was focused on Daisy who lay on her back, arms flailing like an insect's. I kept watching them for a few moments more, digging my bare toes into the rich black clay earth. Soil spilled between my grubby dirt-caked toes and my red hair whipped around my head as a large gust of wind swept over the neighbors lot. A twig cracked behind me and I turned around, gasping in shock as I saw him. The figure towered over me, his dark shadow blocking out the light of the sun. I had always been taught to be polite to grown-ups. And in those days, our town was so small that there wasn't such a thing is stranger danger. There were no strangers. I felt no fear.
“Hello.”
He stared down at me. He didn't speak, yet I heard a voice ringing loud and clear in my head, as if coming from another room in my mind.
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I gasped. He tilted his head to the side in confusion.
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