She was staring at him with a suddenly very intense expression on her gorgeous face. Eyes tracking the object in his hand. As Braden inspected it, he realized it must be some type of gun, there was no trigger or trigger guard lime he was used to, but it had a button near the top of the handle and a barrel along the side of a person’s hand with an opening at one end.
She said something in her language once again and reached out a hand, obviously asking for the weapon back. The intensity of her gaze and the madness of the past few minutes made Braden wary and he looked from the woman to the puddled remains of a corpse on the far side of the clearing and narrowed his eyes, shaking his head.
The woman barked something in frustration and turned back to the broken ship. She muttered to herself as she dug through the wreckage. Pulling out a white bag with a red symbol on it she drew forth a large golden vial and down the contents. As Braden watched the wounds on her arms, legs and torso began to close. Flesh knitting together and the woman relaxed in obvious relief. Then she dug through the wreckage spending several minutes muttering to herself and tapping through flickering screens. Then digging through the remains of the ship once again let out a small cry of triumph and came out with a small sliver chain dangling from one hand.
She walked towards Braden stopping near the center of the clearing and lifted up the necklace, offering it to him. He stood but remained where he was wary and holding the weapon. With a sigh she approached him slowly and reaching up with her other hand pulled an identical necklace from under her black coat. Then she tossed the silver chain at Braden’s feet and stood waiting.
Braden bent and picked up the item, inspecting it. It looks like a normal silver chain, but with strange round links that fit together in odd geometries, twisting his eyes when he tried to follow the lines. The woman motioned impatiently for him to put it on and with a sigh he did.
“You can understand me now?” The alien woman's voice suddenly making sense to Braden.
“How?” Braden started in surprise then looking at the woman he asked, “What the hell is going on?”
“What is hell?” The woman asked puzzled by the saying.
“I meant, what is going on? Who are you and where am I, and what the hell is this?!” Braden asked while gripping the necklace in one hand, the other waving around the firearm.
“Peace, human. Please lower your hand, and hand back that item you have no idea how dangerous it is.” She had her hands out is a soothing gesture but was edging closer and closer with every slow step.
Braden, whose nerves were on slightly on edge from all that had befallen him over the past few hours, breathing in slow deep breaths surprising himself at how composed he was.
He needed some time to think however, so raising the firearm he pointed the barrel straight at the alien women face, freezing her in place. Then he swung his arms wide to the right and pressed his trigger finger against the button. His eyes holding the alien women, he just barely managed to keep the surprise from his face as the firearm shot a bolt of green swirling liquid energy off into the forest.
“Come no closer.” Braden said, even his voice had changed to his ears, now deeper and a touch gravely. “And do not presume what I do and do not know.”
“Didn’t you just ask me like five questions?” The alien woman’s face twisted in a sardonic smile, “Besides I know what happened to you on the passage, How the FAILSAFE scrambled your DNA with whatever material it found nearby.”
“Tell me then, who are you and where are we?” He asked lowering the firearm and removing his finger from the trigger, but still wary in case she tried to get any closer to him.
The woman pursed her lips and crossed her arms, eyeing Braden up and down and tapping one foot as if deciding something before with one firm nod, she began.
“I am Druska Alverin’droblek Third Ranked Scout of the Illustrious Mergers and Acquisitions Division of the Good Corporation Galactic Empire. My primary mission was to scout the planet and submit the data to the Holy Algorithm.” The headache in Braden’s head began to recede as he listened to her speak, each sentence more preposterous than the last.
“I had just landed and was collecting samples when I was attacked by two locals with mysterious but powerful weapons.”
“Two?” Braden asked, looking around. “I only see one… corpse.” He said pointing at the puddled remains.
“Yes, I managed to get the man in my final blast, but the woman appears to have escaped. The ships sensors tracked her for a few kilometers into the woods before losing functionality.”
“Did she take the weapons with her?” Braden asked.
“I don’t know… the encounter was strange.” Standing there in her ripped and torn uniform Druska told this strange human about her attack with the old man and the woman.
Braden’s mind was processing all of this faster than he ever had before. He was an engineer by trade, but over the years management and then running a company beside his best friend had become his passions. Those analytical skills trained in him at a young age and attention to detail has proven to be a boon to him over the years.
He could either accept this new reality for the madness it was, or he could believe he was dead, that this was all a dream or the imaginings of a fevered mind. All of which could be true. He had been transported to another world, the system that transported him was a piece of shit and lost parts of him. Perhaps he had even lost memories, he didn't know what he didn’t remember.
Here he sat in a large heavily muscled body, with a mind that seemed to think clearer and faster than what he remembered. With a start he realized he was still nude and looked down between his legs to see a cock far larger than what he remembered hanging between his legs.
Thank god for small favors, Braden thought. But I still have no protection, no shelter, no food or water. All I have is this gun. And this lady who almost died fighting some king of fucking wizard.
“It sounds like magic,” Braden said “what that old man was using against you.”
“What is this magic?” Druska asked puzzled. “You have this on your world?”
“No!” Braden said chuckling to himself, “There are stories and tales, fantasy, of people who can control the elements and make lightning appear out with no clouds, or balls of fire, that sort of thing. It’s a thing for kids.”
“That sounds exactly like what the man did. And the woman shot lightning from the middle of her hands. Those pictures the man was drawing had power in them, when I cut it that power detonated.” She tapped her foot then and cocked her head, looking at him again, “If it was in that man and it was a part of the people of this world, then it is in you now.”
“You mentioned that,” Braden said not sure if he really wanted to know what she was about to say, “My DNA mixed with his.”
“Apparently it was the FAILSAFE’s way of completing the equation of you.” She pointed at the weapon in his hand, “Can I have that back now? It will not function much longer without being near its holster.”
Braden took the alien woman in then truly for the first time. Her hair was long and a golden blond, her skin was smooth had that green hue to it, her face was beautiful with large eyes and high cheekbones and a wide mouth. The alieness of her was on the margins, her eyes angled just so, ears pointed on the tops and slightly curved forward, her fingers were longer than any human he had seen and seemed to have an extra digit, they moved with a preternatural dexterity that drew is gaze. There resting on her lower back was a sheathed blade and from the grace of her movements, and if he believed the story she told; she was deadly capable with that blade.
He had no doubt once he took her in that she probably could have killed or captured him at any moment after when he lowered the handgun. Trusting to his gut Braden reversed grip on the weapon and took the final steps to the woman to hand it over.
When he drew close to her something strange happened that caused him to freeze, the look of shock that suddenly appeared on his face and th
e vacant eyes caused her to spin searching for danger or some other attack.
Braden had thought his experiences up until this point had been strange but what he was able to sense when he drew close to the woman was different than anything he had ever felt before in his life. He couldn’t explain it other than; it was like suddenly he realized he had a sixth sense, or maybe a seventh. Suddenly he could feel this woman before him with that sense, he knew she had power within her, reserves of strength and will that be far above normal. There was also a latent untapped power, some force within her that flowed up into her being and back down into the earth from where it came, and she was entirely unaware that it was within her, wanting to be tapped and used.
Then with even greater wonder Braden used that seventh sense to read himself and what he felt there both confused and delighted him. He felt that same energy flowing up into hm from the ground beneath his feet, from the very planet itself. Once aware of it he could feel it within, waiting and wanting to be accessed, used and pressed upon the world. Like a living force unto itself.
Fear held Braden back, fear of the power he found within himself, fear of what might happen once he began to touch it. Eyes that now saw the world anew looked down at his hands and saw the firearm there and he laughed at the absurdity of everything.
Why would I fear what I don’t even believe is real? Braden thought to himself.
Reaching out with his seventh sense he touched that flow of power within himself and exerted his will upon it, pressing it upon the world. The magic flowed through Braden like the most exquisite drug, and pooled in a pillow of glowing golden energy in the palm of his hand, lifting the gun upon it. He watched in wonder as it floated through the air and landed, gentle as a feather, into the open hand of Druska, golden energy dissipating.
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Druska’s people were the practical type and cared little for make believe fiction. Her reference for the unnatural thing Braden had just done was religious. Long before the peoples of her empire had solved the greatest mathematical and physics problems in existence and yet nowhere had they found evidence of any supreme beings or greater design. Instead choosing to worship a future planning artificial intelligence called Algorithm.
No one in the empire had even imagined that powers or abilities existed outside of their genetic databases. Here standing before Druska was something the Great Algorithm had never predicted and couldn’t imagine. A gorgeous and powerfully built human breaking the laws of physics, as he gave her back her weapon.
She could feel the energy within the man, the air around him faintly crackled with it. Like the engine of a Great Ship heart had awakened within him. It was with reverent hands that she accepted the pistol from him.
“You are filled with holy powers!” Druska said in awe.
“The power comes from this world, and somehow I am able to tap into it.” The man said, his deep voice sending chills through Druska’s being. She was trapped and lost on this far flung world. It would be months or even years before a rescue attempt was made, and that only if there was profit in it.
“The earth magic is in your too, I can feel it,” The man said, “but you don’t seem able to access it. Is there any clothing I can wear in that ship?”
With a start Druska realized once again that the human was nude, her eyes straying to glance at the large and thick appendage hanging between his legs. Druska was not a designated Mating Partner so the pleasures of the flesh had always been denied her. Simulations had proven to be educational.
“Yes, there should be a uniform that will fit you, I have spares.” Looking down at her own torn and tattered clothing she decided she needed a change as well.
They headed over to the ship and Druska began pulling out items. She dug into the side panels of the ship and came out with two uniforms, one small for herself and one larger for the human. Disrobing she felt the man's eyes upon her body, though he tried to hide it.
“You said he magic was in me? How can that be?” Druska asked, looking for anything to distract herself from the unfamiliar tension filling the air. She pulled out a backpack and began filling it with rations and stim meds as the mad spoke.
“I can’t really explain better than that. I can sense the magic of this world now. It is not a sense I had in my old body or on my old world. This is all new to me. I see it like a flowing current, it takes a… color or shape when it enters you, but then it flows back out, untapped. Like there is a bridge there, but it’s just missing one piece to connect fully.”
Careful to mask her movements Druska withdrew the other pistol onboard and hid it in the backpack along with the weapons holster. So far, this human had not been a threat, but Druska had been too well trained to trust anyone that quickly. Then her brain registered what the man had been saying and she spun to look at him with wide eyes.
“You mean it might be possible for me to break the laws of physics as well? Could this magical power send me home?”
“I was wondering if it can send me home too,” Braden said, “but we just don’t know enough about this world yet, or what the magic is capable of. It may be possible but we need more information.”
“My scanners picked up several small settlements off to the west, on the edge of these woods. It looks like we will be traveling together for some time human, can I have your name?”
“That was rude of me,” Braden said reaching out his hand to shake hers, “My name is Braden, and thank you for the clothes.”
Druska looked at the man’s hand, unfamiliar with the gesture but he had a warm open smile so she reached out hers too. The second their skin touched a powerful charge surged between their bodies. Druska felt a flush hit her cheeks, her skin felt warm to the touch and she felt the place between her legs begin to get wet with need. She felt the magical power now, just as the man had described, flowing up and into her desperate power wanting to be used, and then back away, rebuffed by her inability to grasp it.
“What have you done to me?!” Druska asked, sounding frightened.
“It’s not me!” Braden said, “It’s the magic, if we let go, I think it will end, but you will lose sight of it.”
Druska had never wanted anything more in her life than she wanted to keep touching this powerful handsome human, more than she wanted to take that magical power into herself. The need was like a drug, twisting her mind around it, convincing herself of things she might not normally have imagined.
“I can… bridge the gap.” Braden said, his eyes boring into hers, “but there may be… consequences.”
“Do it!” Druska nearly screamed in desperate need her mind a hazy fog of want, need and desire but without any frame of reference for what she needed. Then the magic was touching her and her clothes were falling away, her skin was alive for the first time to the touch of another and the press of his flesh to hers was began to sate her desires. She felt herself being spread wide open and the man and his essence was inside her, filling her, depositing something within her. When he entered her, she felt one with the world and herself for the first time. She felt the magical power take root within her, changing and perfecting all while she approached the precipice of nirvana, reaching its peak just as he left his magic seed in her, and she felt her soul bound to his.
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The touch of human to alien skin was almost more than Braden could handle. Something in the magic within him leapt forward into the woman. He felt it leaking into her and with it his willpower.
Braden had never seen physical perfection and definitely never in the nude as it changed clothes just feet from him. Druska’s body was almost most that he was able to take as it had revealed itself to his eyes. Her breasts were large and stood out firm and perfectly shaped on her chest, capped in large pink inverted nipples. Her stomach was smooth and flat, her hips and ass had a nice swell to them that drew his gaze and between her legs was a hairless perfect looking little pussy.
Now that he held her hand the magics did
their work on them both. Desire filled him and at the same time he saw how he could fix Druska. It was definitely a gap that needed to be filled and to his absolute delight, the magic began to fill his cock. It thickened and grew hard and rigid. He knew what he had to do.
He began to peel off the clothing she had just dressed in, revealing her glorious body one part at a time. The magic was too insistent and he regretted not being able to truly relish the alien woman's body.
Laying her down and spreading her, Braden pressed the head of his cock to the alien women weeping hungry pussy. A faint part of his brain that could still reason, wondered what madness had driven him to fuck and alien woman, ten minutes after meeting her on the forest floor of a strange planet. The voice was insistent but faint, drowned out by the unbelievable pleasure of his magic filled cock sliding into the virgin pussy of this perfect alien creature.
Braden was consumed by his lust as he drove into the woman, her alien pussy accommodated his big dick like it was made for it. He held her close and felt her breath hot and heavy on his neck, her arms circling around his back as small whimpers of pleasure escaped the woman’s mouth. Her eyes were closed and she bit her bottom lip in an unmistakable expression of pleasure.
He would never be sure how long he fucked the woman there on their forest floor. If could have been one minute or twenty. All he knew was that when his orgasm finally came, if rolled through his body like a powerful wind through a willow. He was rattled and shaky as the magic swept out of his cock and into the woman, taking root in her soul. He felt that small amount of his power leave him for good, but what had been small within him, grew and flourished within Druska.
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