All I know is that I started having these strange dreams when I was in my early thirties. I think I might remember glimmers of them starting when I was a bit younger, but they didn’t truly blossom into the horrible nightmares and pleasure dreams until my thirties.
I would dream of these squid-like creatures breaking into my home, I could barely make out their shapes, but the noises they would make are undoubtedly seared into my mind. They would pull my sheets off my naked body and pick me up, taking me from my room. The only other details are mostly sensations, the feeling of suckers pulling against my skin, the slime and... dare I say... pleasure of having those tentacles prodding and filling my ass up. I couldn’t quite place it, but I know that at one point I started to look forward to going to sleep—hoping the dreams would continue.
I became addicted to them, and I would often lay in bed all day hoping for the dreams to come to me, or perhaps, for them to come true. For some reason I had this inkling they might have been more than dreams, but I couldn’t be sure, not without proof. I would awake with sweat most nights, but other nights, my sheets might be covered in a conspicuous fluid that was not my own. I began to think that maybe I wasn’t have dreams, but actually experiencing events.
No one would believe me of course, so I kept my mouth shut. I just needed to find the proof for myself.
I was being taken from my room. Abducted even. But by what strange monsters? What creatures could be capable of such actions? I researched extensively in libraries and interviews with scientists, especially focusing on sea creatures and sea life, since the monsters reminded me of octopus and squid. They were of no use. Regretfully, I wouldn’t truly find an answer for another ten years.
***
In my forties I began to lose hope, until one night. I don’t know if it was on purpose or a calling, but I awoke from the dream again, and stood to open my window. After pushing the window open, I caught a glimmer of something in the sky far above my head. It glinted and floated for a long moment. I was able to accurately calculate its distance from me using a couple of reference points, thankful for my talent in the mathematics. Its size was enormous and it couldn’t have been man-made, as it was 2 miles into the sky, and 1 mile away from me. Then it disappeared. A breakthrough.
I had already been researching astronomical subjects for a number of years, but I was determined to further it by this epiphany.
Thankfully, I just started researching the work of Hans Lippershey and his refracting telescope, a significant improvement on the spy glass used by mariners. I began work on it, knowing that if I could just catch another glimpse of the light, that maybe my answers would be revealed.
***
I built it, and perfected it. Using the notes that Lippershey had written, I made a better version of his own design, and began to stay up late hoping to catch a glimpse. I sketched the moon with my new machine, and found that it was covered in mountains and crevasses.
Finally, I caught it one night. That glimmer of hope in a literal sense.
I awoke like always from my dream, panting and drenched. I quickly regained my senses, leaping out of bed and peering through my telescope into the sky. I spotted it immediately, the glimmer of an object in the heavens. As soon as I placed my lens upon it, its demeanor changed, as if it could tell it was being watched acutely.
The design was much different than I expected, a long cylindrical shape, silver against the moonlight, and with lamps dotting it, flashing a multitude of different colors. It seemed to be still in the air, and I felt the sensation that I was being watched through my own lens.
The light emitting off the object suddenly increased in brightness, becoming a shining beacon. I grimaced, dropping my telescope and collapsing to the floor.
The next thing I remember is awaking within a metal cell. It certainly wasn’t architecture that I recognized, metal orbs stuck out from the ceiling and the walls, and my head throbbed. The light in the room was blue in hue, which was surprisingly odd.
I thought maybe I had fallen back into a dream, but the vividness was unlike anything I had ever dreamt of before. I was in full control of my body, and my senses were more powerful than usual.
This was real.
I shuddered, both satisfied and horrified by the reality of it. I saw the single door that led my chamber, it was also circular in design, with no way of opening it. No door handles or levers were apparent. I wouldn’t have even been able to tell it was a door if it weren’t for the glass window in the center of it. The other side was inky blackness.
As I lay there on the metal floor, the cold of the room pricking against my skin, I began to hear noises from the other side of the door. A kind similar to hooves on a horse. The doors screeched open and I was finally greeted by the creature of my dreams for the last fifteen years.
Three eye stalks jutted out from the top of it, with a squid-like skin wrapped all the way around its bulbous body. When it moved, the mass of tentacles that were connected to it bobbed up and down, and a clopping noise emitted from it, although I couldn't see any feet.
“What is this place?!” I cried out, surprised at my own shock, “You’ve been the one tormenting me for so long, haven’t you? Invading my own home and kidnapping me, night after night? Why?!”
The creature responded with a series of noises, then it inhaled sharply, as if it were rearranging something within itself. Gibberish spewed out of it, then with sudden clarity, perfect Italian.
“Yes. I was instructed to take you. To take you and test—experiment—on you. We are very close to understanding all there is to know about your race, Galileo. There are only a few more experiments to perform, and since you seem so... inquisitive of us, we decided to let you participate with us on this one.”
“What, what do you hope to do to me?! What could you do that you haven’t already done?”
The alien screeched a noise, “Silence! You don’t have a choice in the matter, you’re trapped. Besides, we’ve seen how you react to our other tests... you enjoy it. Don’t deny it. You wouldn’t have searched us out with your spying glass otherwise.
“I...” I stopped. I wasn’t sure if I really did.
“As I suspected, Galileo,” the alien’s tentacles slithered across the floor, leaving a small trail of slime behind them. They were a simultaneously strange and familiar sight. I felt like I knew them, that I knew how they would feel running all over my body. I shuddered at the thought, not in revulsion, but in anticipation and excitement. The creature seemed to pick up on this, and his tentacle reached out and gripped my neck, squeezing it tight. The suckers wrapped tightly around me, and I could feel myself grow dizzy.
The alien seemed to enjoy this, and it let go. “This’ll be easier if you just relax Galileo, and let it happen.” It made a series of noises in its mother tongue, and the door opened, revealing two more similarly strange creatures.
They all looked the same to me, save for their coloring. My original tormentor appeared pink in color, while the two that joined him appeared blue and green respectively. Before I could utter another word, I was tossed to the ground with an aggressive, but gentle forcefulness.
“What... what are you going to do to me?” I asked, fearful of the answer.
“Nothing we haven’t done before Galileo, you’ll just be conscious this time. We’ve seen how you enjoy it though, so I think you should just let it wash over you. Mmmm.” The aliens began to emit a vibrating noise from their mouths, and soon the room felt to reverberate with their tones. While it was shocking to hear at first, it did in fact, wash over me. I felt my body relax, while my mind stayed relatively alert. I felt calm and at ease with everything. What fantastic trickery!
The green and blue tentacles slathered my body, coating me in a kind of sticky lubrication, it mixed well with my sweat. The blue and green aliens flanked me, and their tentacles reached out and gripped my limbs, holding my arms and legs in a star pattern. Their suckers pinched my skin, and pulled my arms just tight enough.
The pink alien’s tentacle slide up my body and produced a barb, shearing through all my clothes. A free tentacle pulled them off my naked body.
I felt incredibly vulnerable, but at the same time, somehow comfortable. I knew deep down that this is what I had been seeking, answers. And I was about to get all of them.
“Wait!” I breathed, my body willing, my cock hard, “Can I at least know the names of my captors?”
The aliens hesitated, gazing at each other with their eye stalks. “We do not have equivalent names in your language, but I suppose you could call me Europa.” The pink one answered. Europa then pointed to the green alien and blue aliens, “and Io and Ganymede respectively.” I followed his tentacle and silently repeated the names to myself: Europa, Io and Ganymede.
The pink tentacles seemed to almost multiply in number, and they coated my body with glistening lubrication. The alien enjoyed this, murmuring as it watched my erection grown into a magnificent pillar.
I knew what I needed, what I wanted.
Europa’s pink tentacle slithered up my thigh, and wrapped tightly around my penis, each sucker carefully pinching the skin in just the right way, the lubrication glided the tentacle up and down my shaft, working me over. I ached, attempting to move my arms and legs caused the blue and green tentacles binding me to fasten harder. I moaned, panting, louder than before. The room was sweltering hot, the humidity in it was not normal.
The aliens must’ve required such humidity to thrive, as it didn’t seem to be affecting them. The pink one continued to work my cock into a fantastic motion, then it stopped, slithering over to me.
“See, you love this,” the pink alien teased me, “but you’ll like this even more.”
The pink tentacled creature’s body moved towards me, its mass of flesh and tentacles hovered over me. I was unsure of what was happening, but the alien chuckled to itself. The alien then lowered its body onto my rigid member, and I felt my cock slide into the alien, its pulsating orifice squeezing it delectably. I moaned as the alien’s vagina squeezed my cock in sequence, vibrating up and down, coating my balls in lube.
The alien rode me, its body gliding over my hips and back. I couldn’t believe the pleasure, coupled with the strange ribbing of the alien, and the pulsating action there was little I could do to hold back my eruption.
I moaned louder, “I’m going to come!”
The pink alien smirked, “So do it,” it pounded onto my cock, my skin tingling. My balls tightened up and I felt my orgasm erupt through me, my load shooting deep into the alien’s body, every pulse as satisfying as the last. The blue and green tentacles released me from their grip, and retracted back away from my body. I collapsed in exhaustion, and I saw red circular welts covering my wrists and legs.
The pink alien moved off my body, taking its place back in front of me.
The alien reached out again, picking me up with its tentacles and flipping me back over. My bare ass was exposed. “Take him,” the pink one demanded of the others. Io, the green alien’s, tentacles slapped my ass, quickly coating it in slime. I remembered this from my dreams, the pleasure they took in my body, in toying with it.
I remembered loving it.
The blue alien, Ganymede, slipped a tentacle around my neck, and another tickled my lips. I knew what to do, I had wanted to since I first saw those beautiful appendages. I grabbed the tentacle and slipped it into my mouth, where it went surprisingly rigid. I flicked each of the suckers with my tongue, savoring the taste of the lubrication they emitted. It was salty and sweet at the same time.
The alien’s body betrayed its pleasure, and I could tell that it was enjoying this as much as me. I pumped my mouth over the tentacle, gripping it with my hand.
The green alien, now satisfied with its coasting of lube on my ass and inner thighs, made its next move. It slipped a tentacle inside my ass, my pucker willingly accepting its lubed and tapered tip. I grimaced as it entered me, abstaining for a moment from my work on the blue alien.
I relaxed, and the green alien explored my ass further, plunging his tentacle deep inside me. I could feel another erection growing already, pushing against the cold ground.
The blue alien demanded more, shoving another tentacle in my face. I took both of them in my mouth, squeezing them together and gagging for a moment. Revitalized with saliva and lube, I went to work on them, pumping my mouth over with my hand on them. The tentacle in my ass prodded my prostate, surging my cock back to life. It ached with each throbbing pulse.
The pink alien gazed on, admiring the scene.
“Galileo, is this more than you ever expected?” it asked me. I took the sucker and blue tentacles out of my mouth to answer, gripping them lightly in my hand.
“This is beyond,” I groaned as the green tentacle began to pound into me, slamming home each time it pulled out, “anything I could have imagined.” I moaned again, lifting myself up to my knees. I grabbed my cock and squeezed, quelling its hunger for a moment. The green alien’s tentacle seemed to secrete a kind of liquid from the tip that made my body tingle. The buzz it gave me only heightened my senses, while simultaneously putting me in a kind of daze.
The pink alien’s tentacle wrapped around my torso and pinched my skin, leaving hard welts all over my arms and chest. It teased my nipples as the sounds of Io’s green tentacle slamming into my ass filled the small room. I eagerly licked the blue tentacle’s suckers, watching the tapered tip begin to blossom open, ready to gush its liquid forth.
I hungered for it. I wanted nothing more than to drink up the alien’s juices, their secretions. The tentacle goop that spilled forth. I remembered it as a glimmer in my dreams, those previous abductions always ending in a shower of tentacle juices covering my exhausted body, but this time I would remember.
The aliens began to vibrate, making a buzzing noise that filled my ears. The green alien’s tentacle squeezed my insides, exploding in hot jizz inside me. The tentacle throbbed, pulsating every drop into my body. I groaned as the tentacle rapped against my prostate, my second orgasm overflowing through me.
“Yes!” I cried out, feeling the orgasm rock my body, ejaculate spurting out of my hard cock. As I finished off, the blue tentacles that filled my mouth began to throb, erupting with the blue alien’s jizz. The taste filled my mouth, reminding me of a kind of spice.
The pink alien was last, and I learned that the aliens were both female and male. Its tentacles squeezed around my body, and the alien began to ejaculate, the sight of its comrades pushing it over the edge. My body was soon covered in a rainbow of alien jizz, all different shades respective to each alien’s color. All the tentacles loosened and slithered off my body, withdrawing back into the alien’s bodies. I collapsed onto the floor, exhausted and sticky. I sighed raggedly, wanting nothing more than for sleep to take me.
The pink alien presented itself in front of me, appearing to nod. “The experiment is complete Galileo. I’m afraid we will never see you again...” I looked up at it in desperation.
“Never? But, my dreams. For so long I’ve yearned to meet my tormentors, and now you’re telling me you won’t ever grace me with your presence again?”
The pink creature turned to confer with the green and blue aliens. Their confusing language was brief, and the pink one turned back to me to answer. “Perhaps we can arrange a meeting every once in a while. Goodbye Galileo, you’ve been... exquisite. Also, you might want to check out some fixed stars near Jupiter, they might hold interesting discoveries for you...” My eyes fluttered shut, and I fell asleep.
***
I awoke the next day in my bed, sticky with sweat. I immediately tumbled out of bed to inspect my body for evidence. I ran my hands down my torso and found small red circles from their suckers, my wrists and penis were still bruised as well. Smugly satisfied, I sighed in relief. For once I had proof, at least for myself.
I knew no one else could know about my abduction, I had enough problem with people accepting me. But what was that last thing Europa ha
d mentioned? “The stars near Jupiter?” I jotted down my captor’s names real quick, “Europa, Io, and Ganymede,” and I made a note to observe Jupiter that night, hopefully discovering something that might change how people thought of the universe. I know that for me, meeting Europa, Io and Ganymede changed everything, permanently.
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