by Amber Burns
All of them looked at her body hungrily.
“We will take you to the barn to feed us.” Rory sounded mean and he looked at her with foul stare.
Aya protested, but none of her screams or fights could help her. One of men pulled Riina away Aya’s arms. She tempered her protests, afraid that they would harm her if she fought further. They carried Aya and her child to the barn; the same barn where Aya had secretly watched for the very first time how the aliens fed on human women. Back then it excited her, but now, she was terrified to think what was about to happen. Aya didn’t fight, as Rory had baby Riina in his arms.
“You can’t understand our needs,” started Gatz. He was friendlier than the others and seemed almost upset at the situation himself. “We are hungry. The milk is not enough. We need more…”
“You can’t take me by force. I know about your kind well enough. Your body will simply not digest it!” Aya was screaming and she was afraid that would scare Riina, but she had to do something.
“No, we can’t and that’s why we hope for your cooperation.” Gatz looked into her eyes.
Aya didn’t realize what he was talking about, until she noticed Riina cheerfully playing with Rory’s dreadlocks. She probably found them familiar to her father’s hair, but Aya’s heart twisted as she thought what those locks were going to turn into and that her daughter was at this man’s mercy.
“You cannot harm her,” Aya pleaded. “She could be of your kind…”
“I don’t care what she is. I need my food,” Rory said with menace in his voice.
Aya could feel their excitement. Their bodies were hungry and were starting to shift. Her swollen full breasts did not make the situation easier. She knew the scent of her milk filled the small space and they were reacting to a primal need; no reasoning was going to stop them.
She was carried to the pole and her arms and legs bound. Aya’s heart raced as she saw some of their dread locks turn into tentacles already. Aya tried to think of solutions. She could maybe endure all of this for her daughter’s sake, though she knew things were not that simple. They would never let her go if they got what they wanted. What would Zeyx say when he found out what had happened while he was away? What if they harm him as well? Was that possible? He was the commander of their squad, all of these men were under his command and now they went against him only because their bodies were so hungry.
Gatz approached Aya, a melancholy but hungry look frozen into his face. His hand reached for Aya’s shirt when the sound of the barn doors bursting open drew all of the alien’s attention. Zeyx stormed inside. He looked fierce. His eyes blazed with a dangerous shine. He was in his alien form and his voice roared as he commanded all of them to step away. Aya expected resistance, but instead, all five of the men bent their heads and stepped away from her. She noticed how small and unsure they looked compared to how powerful her man was. They did oblige to their commander after all.
“How dare you!”
He was so angry, that Aya thought the whole barn shook when he spoke. One of his long tentacles wrapped around Rory’s throat. In a moment he had all the others on their knees as well with his strong tentacles choking them. None of them did anything to protest. None of them spoke. They simply knelt in front of him with their heads bent down. Aya realized she knew nothing about the relationships within their kind. She was amazed at her lover’s power and a little bit scared to see his rage. Yet, his eyes softened as he took his daughter into his arms and kissed her forehead fondly. Riina laughed happily and Aya hoped that would calm him a little bit. She didn’t want any violence, though they had well deserved it.
Zeyx freed Aya’s arms and legs and took her into his protective embrace.
“I’m sorry you had to see all of this,” he whispered. “It was my fault to wait so long.”
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“The longer we stay here, the more we start losing control over our bodies and desires,” Zeyx explained. “They would never do such a thing a year ago. It is time for all of us to leave.”
Aya’s whole body trembled. Was he going to leave her? Aya thought for a moment the whole world was collapsing. She could not imagine living without him. Zeyx felt her confusion. He raised her chin with his fingers until their eyes met.
“It is dangerous for our people to stay here any longer. I was away preparing our ship for departure.” Aya felt the aliens stir behind her back, but none of them rose to their feet.
They waited for his command.
“Leave us,” he told them without tearing his eyes from Aya’s face.
When they were alone, Zeyx continued. “Would you like to see my home, Aya?”
Aya’s breath caught. She could feel the pull of the faraway planet, which caused the bright emerald shine in the eyes of her husband and her daughter. The planet, which was their home, was calling them. Riina was already jumping happily in her father’s arms. Even she could feel their planet calling for them.
“None of them will ever dare hurt you again,” Zeyx assured her. “But we will all turn into a monster if we stay longer. Things will be different when we are back home.”
“I would love to go home,” she whispered and kissed him passionately.
His tentacles danced around their bodies and caressed her; his heart was racing as she pronounced those words. He took her hand and they walked out of the barn to find a huge spaceship waiting for them.
As their ship pulled away from the planet Earth thousands of questions filled Aya’s mind. What kind of life was waiting for them? Will Zeyx ever take his human form again? Will their daughter be happy living on a different planet? Will she continue feeding him there as well? There were so many things, that she had no idea about. Despite all of the questions, Aya was excited to join her husband on the journey. All of her concerns would be answered in time. But for now, she wanted to experience one last familiar embrace.
“Can you change into your human body?” She asked him once they were alone in their small cabin.
Aya pulled on his dreadlocks, which immediately came to life under her touch. His lively tentacles caressed her body, touched her breasts; sent thousands of tiny vibrations inside her. Aya tucked her arms behind her back trusting her body to Zeyx. His human arms wrapped around her and she felt his muscles tense with desire. Aya closed her eyes and as her body flamed under the expert touches of his hands, tentacles and lips. She could envision their home thousands of stars away, the home which was welcoming them.
“I’m going to make this trip very enjoyable for you,” Zeyx promised as he kissed her mouth. That was the last coherent thought any of them experienced within the domain of planet Earth.
Alien Tentacle Chronicles -
The First Abduction
By Amber Burns
Book One of the Alien Tentacle Chronicles
Copyright © 2014 by Amber Burns
All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language.
All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.
Getting Ready
Summer wasn't quite ready for her date when Dillan rang the doorbell. She was still in the bathroom getting ready, only in her underwear and her hair half straightened.
"Coming!" She called out, pulling on a pair of sweat pants and grabbing a nearby shirt.
Dillan snickered as the door opened. He found his date wearing a backwards T-shirt and her pants were inside-out. Her dirty blond hair was a bit cute in it's current part straight, part wavy configuration.
"Hey Summer," he greeted her. "I'm guessing you aren't quite ready yet."
She answered him with a snarky glare.
"Be out in a moment!" Summer called out, dis
appearing back into her bathroom.
Waiting on the couch, Dillan went back over tonight's plan in his mind. They were going to a new dance club, The Hotness to get drunk and spend the evening on the dance floor. While Dillan wasn't a great dancer, he could let loose after a few drinks and he never turned down a bit of booty dancing. For a few moments his thought hung on the image of Summer's ample behind grinding on his crotch. Her short dress inching up revealing a bit more skin with each bounce. He could picture her ass, cradling his dick, taking it's length between her cheeks.
Before Dillan's mind made it too far into the gutter, Summer emerged from the bathroom. She was in a mid length dark blue dress that hugged and flattered her curves. Her slightly longer than shoulder length hair was now all straight; framing her cute face and bright blue eyes. Dillan smiled and stood up clumsily, trying to hide the erection that had emerged. He didn't succeed. The tent Dillan was sporting was quite obvious.
Summer giggled to herself, wondering what the cock underneath those skinny jeans looked like, how big it actually was. She wasn't quite sure how she had managed to land a good looking boyfriend. Growing up, she had always been the chubby kid and was a bit awkward around boys. Now that she was an adult, Summer wasn't fat but she definitely had curves. The awkwardness with boys, however, never did go away. Lucky for her, Dillan was just as uncomfortable with girls as she was with guys. Despite his athletic build and amazing smile, he was shy and unsure of himself. It was a stroke of fate that the two wallflowers met at a mutual friends party only two months ago.
Fun in the Car
The ride to the club was filled with the conversation and flirting typical of new couples. Each side was trying to impress the other; telling slightly embellished tales from their youth. Each story was interspersed with innuendo and hints that they wanted the other person to get in their pants. By the time Summer and Dillan arrived at The Hotness neither one was particularly interested in going inside.
"..so I had to get out of those clothes and into the shower. It was a real mess." Dillan said, concluding a story.
Summer smiled to Dillan, trying to acknowledge his story, but her mind was busy imagining him in the shower. Her sex tingled picturing his bare broad chest, hot water running down his stomach and over his cock. She wanted to join him, to run her hands over his ass, to press her body against his. She longed to make out with her boyfriend as steam rose to the ceiling.
"Summer? Summer are you ok? Why is your face flushed?" Dillan asked.
Summer snapped out of her daydream and met her date's concerned eyes with her own. Embarrassed that he had caught her rising arousal, Summer flitted her eyes away to avoid Dillan's gaze. In doing so, she caught a glimpse of his crotch. Her heart skipped a beat when she spotted his hardness, struggling to be released from it's denim confines.
Embarrassed, Dillan tried to hide his erection as he stammered out an apology. "Oh... I. Um.. I'm sorry. It's just..."
"It's ok," Summer giggled. "Really. I... I like it."
Summer's words surprised even herself, turning her face an ever brighter shade of red. Dillian's cock jumped at the compliment, increasing in length and girth.
"Can I see it?" She boldly asked, Unable to resist the urges any longer
Struck by Summer's directness, Dillan struggled to think of a suave response as his fingers automatically began unbuttoning his pants.
"Um... oh... ya. Of course," he finally managed to stammer as his prick emerged from it's prison.
As happy as a kid in a candy shop, Summer wrapped her finger's around her boyfriends tool; a big grin was plastered across her face. Summer's hand moved gracefully up and down the shaft, caressing Dillan's sensitive skin as she traveled it's length. Each stroke culminated in an extra squeeze around his mushroomed head, providing extra stimulation and milking the first few drops of pre-cum from him. Dillan sighed, a combination of pleasure and relief as the sexual tension between the soon to be lovers dissipated into raw lust.
Summer was surprised when Dillan's hand found the back of her head. His long fingers threading through her hair. He pulled his girlfriend in for a kiss, locking lips with her, their tongues dancing a steamy tango. Dillan's free hand was blindly pulling at the straps on Summer's shoulders, trying to slip them down her arms. Summer assisted him in his quest, adjusting her angle and allowing her dress straps to slide away. Once it was free from her shoulders, Summer pulled her dress and down from the front, revealing her braless bosom.
Hot, horny and needing some attention, Summer released Dillan's prick from her grip and pushed her chest out. Her hard pink buds were begging for attention. Dillan was only too happy to oblige, leaning across the seat and attaching himself to one of globes. He swirled his tongue around her nipple before lightly nibbling at the flesh. A feint moan escaped Summers lips as a jolt ran from her nipple throughout her body. Her sex was on fire and an approaching hand on her thighs only increased the heat. Instinctively, Summer spread her legs, allowing the approach to her wet slit.
Dillan's fingers slid nimbly under Summers red lacy panties. She had worn the lace ones especially for tonight, hoping to get laid. Her boyfriend wasn't going to get to see them on her now, but she didn't care. Dillan's fingers were caressing her clit and teasing her hole. Summer rocked her hips against the intruding hand, nudging his fingers further down and trying to push them inside of her. As the first finger entered her, Summer could already feel her orgasm building. A second finger entered and she teetered on the edge. The third was too much. Her pussy clenched around the digits inside. Her hands balled into fists, roughly pulling Dillan's hair while his mouth was still at her breast.
Suddenly, a bright white light enveloped Summer's vision. Thoughts began racing through her mind in her post orgasmic stupor.
"Did I pass out?"
"Am I Blind?"
"Did I.... die?"
A feeling of weightlessness overwhelmed Summer's senses before the blinding light was replaced with blackness.
New Arrival
A Smooth gray ceiling was all that Summer could see as she regained consciousness. She tried to sit up, but she couldn't. She tried to move her arm, but she couldn't. She tried to lift her head and get a better view of her surroundings, but she couldn't. Summer began to panic. She wasn't tied down or restrained, at least not as far as she could tell. She just... couldn't move. It was as if her muscles no longer worked. All she could do was move her eyes.
Straining, Summer was able to look straight down. She could see the peak of her breasts, her nipples still hard and pointing straight up. Further down, she could barely make out her shoeless toes sitting motionless a the end of whatever it was she was laying on.
"Am I naked?" She thought to herself. "Or is my dress still pulled down? Where is Dillan? Where am I?"
Unable to do anything else, Summer's mind raced. She was afraid and anxious, unable to tell what had happened and incapable of finding out.
A soft blue light filled Summer's field of vision. The light felt warm but not like the warmth from sitting in sunlight. It also seemed to have a weight to it, like a heavy blanket. It was both beautiful and calming. The anxiety and endless questions filling Summer's mind just disappeared as the light enveloped her and fixated her attention upon it. Slowly, the light faded away but it's calming effect lingered.
With the warm blue light gone, Summer found a man's smiling face staring back at her. She felt like she knew the face but couldn't quite place from where. Whomever it was, he was handsome. His square jaw and perfect teeth were movie star quality. His eyes beamed a blue so deep it almost seemed unnatural.
"Hello Summer," said the man in a deep and gravelly voice. "I am Enx. I apologize for the restraints. They were only for your safety as you awoke."
Summer sat up, finally able to move normally. She saw that she was indeed naked, but that was the least of her worries at the moment. Her eyes were locked on the man standing next to the bed she was sitting on. Enx was tall and athletically built, eve
n more so than Dillan. His muscular frame was dressed in some type of gray tight fitting fabric. It looked a bit like spandex but was more akin to a second skin that showed every crease, muscle and bulge on his the body. Enx turned to the wall behind him and a green set of symbols appeared. As he manipulated the panel to perform some unknown function, Summer's attention was drawn to the his ass. It was the most amazing ass she had ever seen. An bottom that girls would dream about grabbing a handful of. It was perfect... almost too perfect she realized.
"Wait... Where am I? Who are you?" Summer finally managed to question Enx.
"I am Enx. You.."
"I know your name," Summer interrupted. "But how do you know who I am? WHO are you and where the fuck am I?"
"You are aboard my ship, currently orbiting your planet."