Message-ID: <12874eli$9807081831@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: lordshon@aol.com (Lord Shon) Subject: Alien Bikini Sex Slave 1/3 (FF/Toys, Bondage, Silly) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998070816320800.MAA22016@ladder03.news.aol.com> Alien Bikini Sex Slaves is a silly story involving sex between Earth Women and Alien monsters. This story leans more towards humor and comedy than horror. In other words, this is not a story about young women dipped in slime and being attacked by things with teeth. This story is mine but feel free to archive, print or share as long as you don't make any money from it. All comments are welcome by e-mail. A picture of some of the characters and information about how the story was created can be found at http://members.aol.com/Lordshon/AlienBikini.html Alien Bikini Sex Slave part 1 By Shon Richards The alien spacecraft came out from behind the moon with menacing speed. It's silver shine glistening off it's round saucer-like body. After communicating it's intentions with the artificial satellite set up for such purposes, it dropped into orbit around Earth. It nestled between the other saucers carefully. Summer was always a busy season. Down below, Michelle was having a great summer. Three weeks ago, college had let out for the summer. Then two weeks ago she had inherited a brothel from her grandmother. Then, best of all, a week ago she sold the crappy place for more money than she could spend on a weekend. Now she was in her bikini catching a great tan at her parent's pool while they were away on vacation. Her best friend Heather was laying down beside her to catch some sun. She looked at her friend with the natural blonde hair and frowned. It was bad enough that Heather had large breasts without the aid of surgery. But the combination of natural hair and natural breasts was enough to make Michelle jealous. Michelle comforted herself by looking at the sharp point on her face that Heather called a nose. That one flaw was enough to insure that Heather would always get bit parts in cheaply made movies and remain her best friend. Heather interrupted her peppiness by pointing at the sky and exclaiming "Michelle, what the hell is that?" Michelle looked up at a strange hovering object in the sky. It was round and silver and reminded her of something. It looked like one of those things people were always talking about on television. She tried to remember what they called theses odd flying round things and then she remembered. "I think they're called a Flying Coaster!" Michelle said exactingly. She then took another sip of soda. Now that the two knew what it was, they settled back and ignored it. Closing their eyes, they didn't see it lower down towards them. They didn't see it release various weather balloons as decoys as it came closer to them. Because they were wearing sunglasses, they wouldn't have seen a portal open on the bottom of the craft if they did have their eyes open. Therefore it was a complete surprise when they found themselves floating upwards to it. "Holy Fuck!" Michelle cried out, her long bleach blonde hair trailing towards the rapidly disappearing ground. Heather was simply screaming. Once they had floated inside the ship, the portal closed under them and they felt themselves lowered to the floor of the ship. A little nervous, the two girls stood close to one another in their bikinis shivering in the cold air. Michelle was trying to be brave although she had no idea what was going on. She had practised being brave in the face of confusion throughout most of her school years. She had just regained her confidence when three creatures walked in. That's when she started screaming with Heather. The creatures were tall and spindly things. Their skin was a dull grey color that was completely hairless. Their heads were the most distinguishing feature mostly because it made up a third of their total body mass. Two large black eyes without pupils stared from each head. Small slits flared above a round mouth. They wore no clothes and Michelle and Heather quickly noted that they possessed no genitalia. The tallest of the odd beings stepped forward and spoke to them in a booming voice. "Greetings Earth Females, do not be afraid. We are of the race called Pur'lecki and we mean you no harm. My name is Oxaal" he said to them. "Really?" Michelle asked. She could sense the weakness of a apologetic male. "Yes," Oxaal answered. "We are but simple aliens from a planet far away. A planet much like this cesspit that you call Earth. Just much cleaner. We have traveled far to examine your race so that we may learn about you." Heather decided she wanted to look important so she spoke up and said "That's cool, we'll be glad to help you guys out." "Shut up Heather" said Michelle, reasserting her role as the smart one. "What do we get out of it?" "You will be able to return to your people and tell them that you are messengers of an advanced race." he responded. Michelle turned to Heather and smiled widely. "This will be so cool!" she said. "Yeah," Heather answered. "We'll be famous! no one has ever meet an alien before. We'll make millions, maybe thousands!" Michelle turned back to the tall alien and asked "What exactly do need to do to find out about us?" Oxaal answered "Only a few simple routine examinations." Behind him, the other two aliens appeared to snigger. Oxaal led the two women through twisting corridors and past various rooms where strange noises were heard. Heather and Michelle were too busy talking about which talk show they wanted to appear on first to notice which way they had came. When they finally came to a large room devoid of any features did they notice they were lost. Michelle turned to Oxaal to ask what happens next. She saw him disappear behind a sliding door which she quickly ran to. The door closed before she could reach it, and she kicked the door in anger. Heather simply started wining, hoping something would happen. "Michelle," Heather whined. "What's going on? I thought they were going to take our tempature or something.?" Michelle's answer was cut short as the ceiling opened above them. A large assortment of mechanical arms that ended in rubber grips dropped down towards them. The girls screamed as their arms and legs were held tightly and their entire bodies were lifted off the ground. They were held parallel to the ground, facedown. After struggling for a minute or two, the girls gave up and started screaming. Their screams were cut short by strange orange balls that floated out of nowhere towards their mouths. The balls of lights popped into their mouths and cut off the noise of their screaming completely. Michelle and Heather tried to bite down on the glowing balls, but the light was as solid as a rubber gag. The girls knew the solidity of rubber from their experiences at Camp Beaver a few summers ago. As the girls struggled with the mechanical arms, the three aliens watched it all on a monitor. The leader of the trio waited till the girls had ceased struggling before he began his speech. Earth females struggling with their bonds were always too distracting. "We at Galaxy Exotic Vacations hope the two we selected meet with your satisfaction" Olaax inquired. The two other aliens nodded their heads quickly, rubbing their hands in a fervor. "It's just so overwhelming," one of them began. "To know that these females come from the same planet as the galaxy famous erotic slave, Amelia Earhart." Olaax smiled at them with a mouth that possessed no teeth. "Amelia Earhart was the greatest success my company has ever had with an acquisition." He replied. "We paid her government a few minor technologies for the right to own her. Imagine, the greatest sex slave in the known universe, bought for theories on atomic fusion. It was a steal." His audience laughed at such cultural ignorance. But Olaax noticed their heads turning back to the monitor. He decided it was time to begin before he totally lost them. "I think now we should begin our orientation" he told them. When their heads returned to look at him, he began explaining their toys to them. "Before we can play with either of the girls, we must first implant a transfer device. Have you two decided which girls you want to be empathic with?" The customer on the left pointed towards Heather immediately. "I want that one." Soolan said. "She has the prettiest fingers for a human." "I guess I'll take the other one then." Weelaj said. "Which isn't so bad, she has more of a spark behind her eyes." Olaax touched his control panel and said "It is done." The aliens watched the monitor as two rods descended on Michelle and Heather. Since the rods were behind the girls, they didn't notice them until the sharp points had already punctured a micro-small hole into their ass. The girls jumped, but it was only in terror as the pain was too brief to be noticed. As the rods detracted, Soolan and Weelaj were already beginning to pick up the beginning sensations. "Unbelievable" Weelaj whispered. "Mine has a strange dampness between her legs." "So does mine." Soolan said. "Ahh, I shall explain all this as we explore the new bodies you are feeling." said Olaax as he turned with a pointer stick to the monitor. "Lets us start with their heads. As you can tell, their eyes are used merely for sight. They are incapable of receiving any genetic information through their eyes and therefore completely infertile to our race." Olaax then moved his pointer to a close-up of Michelle's mouth. "Their noses is one of the few orifices the humans do not use for sex. On the other hand, they use their mouths for consumption of food and sexual relations. In fact, among their own culture, sex with the human mouth is considered the most prized act." Suddenly Soolan's skin burst into a vast array of colors. His skin rippled and shined briefly before fading back to his normal gray. Weelaj shook his head at his companion. "I can't believe you nupped off already." Weelaj said admist giggles. Soolan smiled and said "I just couldn't stand hearing about their mouths I guess. But please continue Olaax, that was just my first orgasm for the day." "That is normal among first time users," Olaax replied. He turned back to the monitor and continued his briefing. "Notice the long hair they both wear. The yellow coloring designates them both as sexual animals, ready to be mounted. The one called Me-Shell has dyed her hair in order to be more pleasing while the other is naturally that way." "Now let's remove their clothing and examine them more intimately." He pushed a few buttons on his control panel and the girls were bathed in an odd yellow light. Their bikini clothes quickly disintegrated and fell off their bodies. Soolan and Weelaj began screaming at that point. "What are those horrible things on their chests?" Weelaj asked between frantic screamings. Olaax covered the screen with his hand and silently berated himself for forgetting that these two were beginners in earth females. "My apologies," he began. "Those two brown spots are their nipples. They use them to feed their young with a liquid that they produce." Soolan removed his hands from his eyes. "That is disgusting!" he exclaimed. "Why don't they have them removed at birth like we do?" Weelaj asked. "The humans consider nipples to be highly erotic." Olaax explained. "In fact, when a woman reveals her nipples, it means she is ready to mate." "Well in my opinion," Weelaj replied. "When a earth woman reveals her nipples, she's ready to be ejected into space where she will no longer be able to gross us out." Olaax responded with some rapid button pushing and his customers were pleased to see a facsimile of their former clothing put back over their chests. The material was a light shimmering cloth that had been quickly cut to look like their destroyed bikini tops. Olaax spoke into a microphone that Michelle and Heather could hear in their captivity. "When you are free to move, please do not remove your tops on pain of death. Thank you. " he instructed. "Let's move on to their bottom halves now. Unlike the superior Pur'lecki race which has their sexual organs in their fingertips, the humans place their sexual organs between their legs. The male has a fifth limb that inserts into the female's opening here. This opening on the female is packed with sensitive nerves that are six times as sensitive as the Pur'lecki's sexual nerves. Which is why they are so popular to become empathic with. As we subject the females to various stimuli, you will be able to experience the same sexual pleasures that they experience. At six times normal response, you will be nupping all over yourselves till your skin is too tired to change colors." The three Pur'lecki laughed at this bawdy joke. Soolan raised his hand to ask a question. "I can feel through the empathy link another opening behind the one that is so wet." he asked. Olaax grimaced before he explained that anomaly. "Well," he began slowly. "That is because the wet opening always serves to eliminate liquid waste products, while the rear opening removes waste matter that is solid. Mostly." His customers were silent in shock. Weelaj spoke first. "I thought they had noses. Those are what those huge things are beneath their eyes right?" Weelaj asked. "That is true," Olaax began "But the human body is so inefficient, they are incapable of converting all their waste to a gas. Their bodies must remove waste in a solid, liquid and gaseous manner." "Please tell me we are not going to see any of that." Solaan pleaded. "Of course not, we are a civilized race after all." Olaax assured. "Would you two like a demonstration of their sexual abilities now?" The two customers immediately forgot the disgusting abilities of the two earth women. They both nodded for Olaax to begin while they settled back in their chairs. it was odd for them to experience pleasure from between their legs instead of their fingers but at six times the bang, they were looking forward to it. Michelle and Heather had ceased fighting at this point. It was too hard to struggle when your body was being held eight feet in the air and you were facing the ground. Luckily for their limbs, gravity was set extremely low so there was no strain on them. They floated in the air spread eagle with no idea of what "experiment" was next. Michelle had a feeling that with her ass exposed, that things might get a little kinky. Heather already knew things were getting kinky because she had orgasmed once already just from being restrained. Heather was kind of a bondage slut that way. Ever since she did time as a bondage slave to the class nerd in exchange for help on a science project, she always got horny everytime she was restrained. Besides, all the science projects she ever did involved someone getting fucked. A noise behind them alerted them to another one of those mechanical arms. They turned to look at two arms descending with metallic phalluses mounted on the end of them. Michelle's eyes became very large as she realized that once again her fame will be earned with her pussy. Heather was just glad they were to the sex already. The arms stopped short of their sexes and squirted a warm slippery fluid at them. The girls squealed under their energy gags as the liquid coated their already wet crotches. The arms then entered each of them simultaneously, sliding with ease between their engorged lips. Michelle and Heather closed their eyes in bliss as the pseudo-cocks filled them perfectly. They didn't know that these sexual tools had been designed minutes ago by computers that had measured their bodies with ultra-sensitive sensor equipment. They also didn't care, as the tools were made to fit them and they were fitting quite well. The girls overcame any remaining regrets as the arms began thrusting inside them. Their bodies were held tightly by their bonds but their hair was flying with the force of each thrust. Small grunts and moans couldn't be heard through their sound-proof gags but their mouths tried anyway. As the thrusting picked up speed, Michelle's body arched in orgasm, testing the strength of her bonds. In response to her orgasm, the custom made phallus extended extra nobs and raised large textured bumps. The improved phallus plunged along her sex, causing Michelle to be grateful for being involved in such a cool experiment. Heather was enjoying her improved phallus after her orgasm as well. Except her's extended small smooth fingers at the base of the of her penetration. The fingers licked away at her sex, giving her the sensation of being kissed by a dozen tongues while her slick sex enjoyed the ramming of a lifetime. She thrusted back against her bonds, trying to get more of the metal cock inside her with those marvelous tongues. As the girls approached their second orgasms, the arms retracted out of them. As the alien sex toys went back into the ceiling, Michelle and Heather began a screaming that would of outdone their earlier performances if they their gags allowed any sound. Their bodies were then lifted out of the room and dropped into another smaller room. The arms let go of them, but metal rings encircled their wrists and ankles. As the girls stood up to examine their new room, their circlets immediately snapped together with powerful magnetic force. Michelle and Heather laid on the floor, wrist to wrist and ankle to ankle. The gags in their mouths then disappeared. "Well," Michelle began, "The fucking was good, but this part definitely sucks." "Hmmm," Heather answered. "Do you think these aliens have other plans than just science stuff?" "Fuck the aliens!" yelled Michelle. "I'm still horny! Get your ass over here." As Heather crawled over to Michelle for some freindly mutual oral sex, back in the monitor room, the last of Soolan and Weelaj's color flashes were ending. Their skins were returning to their gray coloring as Olaax handed them both a drink to soothe their nerves. "I thought that two orgasms were enough to start with." Olaax explained. Solaan and Weelaj merely grunted in agreement, their breathing too rapid to allow any further speech. "But this is only the beginning, " Olaax continued. "Under the Roswell Treaty we are allowed to cross-breed the girls with any of the vast menagerie that we possess in this ship. As long as we wipe their memories we can keep them for a week. That should give you two plenty of time to explore their limits as well as fulfill your own ideas at species permutations. Would you like to take a break before introducing them to their first non-human sex partner?" He waited for a few seconds before realizing they were both asleep. Olaax chuckled in his nasal way at the power of the earth females' ability to put a male of any species to sleep. To be continued -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----