Message-ID: <43915asstr$1060913406@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: idol111@ntlworld.com (Yotna El'toub) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 14 Aug 2003 12:11:40 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 14 Aug 2003 05:11:39 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Compound X13.1 {Yotna El'toub} (SciFi F/F F/f WS M/Tg mild zoo (plot related)) 5/11 Date: Thu, 14 Aug 2003 22:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman {ASSM} Compound X13.1 {Yotna El'toub} (SciFi F/F F/f WS M/Tg mild zoo (plot related)) 5/11 ******************************************************************** WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to your own local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for this story. The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my story. Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure fantasy; the author is keen to state that in reality adult sexuality should remain only in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in to the hands of minors. ____________________________________________________________________ Chapter Thirteen: Visitors When Jenna looked up from her desk, she was greeted with a stunning vision, Kate stood before her totally nude, and her short white hair seemed to throw a halo around her head. Jenna ran a critical eye over the young body. Things were certainly developing in Kate, her breasts were the same small size that Jenna now found she preferred, but the nipples were something else! The small pink platforms had swollen so that at the base of the nipple the domed surface was nearly and inch from the surrounding breast skin, an inch and a half of puffy teat tipped the platform itself. Kate's waist seemed more slim even athletic in form, but the biggest change of all was poking through the fine white pubic hair that bordered her long lips, a vigorous organ a good three inches long with a girth of a couple of inches at the base and a good full inch at its plump purple tip. "Well are you just going to sit there and look, or should we play?" Kate asked, for once Jenna had her mind focused and could ignore her excited body. " I need to work" Jenna replied softly "Good that's what I'm here for to, I need to show you something" Kate stated. "Well if you can make it quick" Jenna responded shortly. "Spoilsport" Kate replied, so saying she crouched down to sit cross-legged on the floor. Kate moved one hand to either side of her proud clit pressed them together, then she proceeded to spin her clit, just as she had learnt to spin a stick when lighting fires at guides. "Look, as attractive as that looks I haven't got the time now" Jenna corrected the girl, "You wait, you'll see" panted Kate throwing her head back in a long orgasmic howl. Her hands fell away from her lap and her clit stood vertically, fully five inches tall, it was pumping fit to explode, and then to Jenna's amazement, thick gobs of yellow ejaculate flew from its purple tip, one landed squarely between Jenna's hands on her tidy desk. "Some party piece huh?" grunted Kate. Jenna didn't, couldn't reply, for once she was lost for words. Kate was gone as quickly as she had come, leaving Jenna staring at the sticky pool of mess on her desk. Some time later the results of the analysis of the ejaculate lay on Jenna's desk, and a wrinkle crossed Jenna's brow. She was certain that Kate's cum would be packed full of X-13.1, but there was none. What there was there, and in plentiful supply, was DNA! The computer beside Jenna beeped, the search was complete, and the match to human DNA was 0.4%! No that was way too low virtually any animal on the planet would hit human DNA with a higher percentage than that! It would take longer but Jenna would try a match over the whole database, surely something must fit. Jenna's fingers flew over the keyboard, and tap, the search was submitted. This now gave Jenna some time to calm her rampant clit, dipping her fingers in to the remains of Kate's spent cum on her desk Jenna skillfully soothed it along the shaft of her stiff clit, oh that felt so good! Tom walked up the road towards the Research centre now this really was the limit! When he married Amanda he knew she was dedicated to climbing the academic greasy pole, but it had been days now, with no phone call, no contact at all, and she knew he needed the car this weekend. Confidently he strode up to the Gate, "Oh, Hi, let me in will you, I need to talk to my wife" Tom asked politely "Name" came the gruff reply from the guard "Tom Glenn", "WIFES name" came the curt response "Oh of course sorry, Dr Amanda Glenn" Tom corrected himself "Well she's here sir, but I can't just let you in, I can page her, if you want?" the guard stated, "Oh, I suppose so" Tom said in disappointment, "Sit over there sir, if I know that lot this might take a while!" "Dr Amanda Glenn to a telephone please, gate paging" the PA boomed in the small clinical bedroom, Amanda heard, but didn't listen, it could have been the thighs clamped each side of her head that stopped her hearing, but it wasn't, she simply couldn't be bothered. Not when she had the whole of Kate's clit in her mouth, it really was rock hard, its silky tip rubbed gently against the top of her palette, any more length and she probably would have gagged! Amanda knelt in front of Kate who was standing open legged eyes rolled back in a trace like state. Buried deep under Amanda's ass Merrill happily performed the same task on Amanda's own smaller but similarly hard bud. Merrill slowly plunged the whole of own right hand rhythmically into her sopping furrow, as Amanda came once again under her lapping tongue. The guard had been right; it could take some time to get any response from Dr Glenn. Jenna stared in disbelief at the results on the flickering screen, virtually the whole animal & plant database searched and nothing above a 0.6% match, wherever this DNA came from it wasn't this damn planet! Viewing the list further down the screen she noticed she had included the staff folder by mistake, well there would be nothing useful there, but years of training forced her to obsessively check; Avon, Merrill 0.4%, Glenn, Amanda 0.4%, Marsh, Jenna 0.4%, Philippe, Kate 1.6%. That had to be crap! It would only take seconds to rerun the search on such a small sample, tap.... Philippe, Kate 1.6%! What the hell could this mean, She needed some tissue from Kate to confirm this, as it could always be a search glitch. Jenna picked a vacutainer up and headed for the lab door. When Jenna entered the sweaty bedroom the orgy had recently ended, and the room still reeked of woman's come, the bodies sprawled across the floor were smeared with yellow juices. But all three were peacefully asleep exhausted by countless orgasms. Jenna felt her left hand locate the swelling clitoral hood and flicker across the glans of her flowering clit "Not now girl, steady!" she breathed to no one in particular. Thirty seconds later, she emerged with a full vial of Kate's blood, as she made her way along the corridor she was aware of the juices running down both her legs, but supreme will power stopped her thinking about it. Minutes later the DNA was extracted, in an hour and a half the sequence read form the Gel. Jenna busied her self on the keyboard, tap; Philippe, Kate 60%. That made no sense, unless Kate was some form of vector, Sex's equivalent of Typhoid Mary. From nowhere two different hands appeared and one cupped either of her breasts, she looked up to see the smiling faces of Amanda & Merrill, as Merrill's lips descended on to hers. Jenna's will failed, again! Tom had finally reached the end of his temper; he stalked back to the desk "Well" he asked "No response, sir you'll have to call back tomorrow" said a voice thick with contempt. "Look I demand..." Tom ranted "Demand all you want sir, tomorrow I'm shutting up shop, this lot may not want to go home but I do!" with that the burly guard bundled him out of the small guardroom, then shut and locked the door behind him. Tom ranted pointlessly at the closed door "I KNOW MY RIGHTS, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT, KEEPING A MAN FROM HIS WIFE!" The only reply was the roar of the guards motorbike as it shot from behind the small building and out through the gate. Tom picked up a loose pebble wrapped it and his hand in his handkerchief and rammed it through the glass above the door handle, seconds later he was making his way up the drive, security pass in one hand, blood dripping from the other. "Sod tomorrow" he thought bitterly. Chapter Fourteen: Drunken nights Ade sat miserably at the bar nursing his ninth drink "Where the hell is that slut, my house stinks and I've not had a hot meal for days!" "I wouldn't be surprised if she'd left you, you daft bugger, had a lot to put up with did Anita" Gloria the bar maid offered sagely, "IF I WANT A WOMAN'S OPINION I'LL TELL HER IT!" Ade snapped. A sultry voice behind the tattooed man said " I'll make you some food Ade, if you like, share a whiskey with me first, then we'll go to mine". Ade turned his head slightly to the right, and a pretty face swam in to view, a little over made up may be but still, he wouldn't throw her out of bed! "You buy the whiskey girl, and we've got a deal, what's the name lover?" Asked Ade, "Well, I'm..." the girl started "No don't bother I'll never remember it, to me your Anita", Ade stated, in one gulp Ade swallowed his scotch belched and headed of the door. "Are you coming or not" he shouted back to the slim form, quickly she caught up with him as he headed for the door. The room was fairly tidy except for what looked like a rubbish sack dumped in the far corner it smelt a bit too! "Like a hookers boudoir" Ade thought in his drunken haze, but that was O.K., better than the smell at his place! Ade staggered into the kitchen where she stood avidly cooking, positioning himself behind her, he slid his hands round her waist and then moved them to her breasts, tiny pads of flesh tipped with generous nipples "like feeling up a schoolgirl he thought" smiling to himself. Ade repeatedly thrust his growing erection against her slim ass cheeks. "Look, you don't want to do that, I just need to talk to someone I trust, I'm..." a resistant voice squealed "I told you once you frigid bitch, I don't care who you are" Ade thundered, and then he stumbled from the kitchen back to sprawl on the sofa. The meal wasn't bad, a good chili, and well-fed Ade's mind turned back to other urges. Ade casually opened his fly and flopped his flaccid five inches on to his lap, "Fancy a suck on something to clean your teeth" Ade asked. The girl looked down in horror "I really don't want to" she stammered. "Get on with it, you'll enjoy it once you start" Ade commented pushing her down to his sweaty groin. The girls face was instantly mashed against the head of Ade's swelling knob, making it hard to speak "You really wouldn't want me to do this" the girl complained, "Oh, yes I do, get on with it" Ade replied pushing his semi hard-on in to her mouth. Slowly the full eight inches unfurled into the gasping mouth, and the next instant Ade came loosing his creamy load down the surprised throat! He never could hold back long with oral, still it was better than risking the clap. The girls face reappeared with Ade's cum still fresh on her lips. "You were right, Adrian I did like it once I started, and this was my first time" she smiled as the white cum dripped of her chin on to the sofa cushions. "Adrian, no one calls me Adrian except Anita and..." Ade began, and then something about that face, seen from this angle, no it couldn't be, but if you took away the sperm? Ade was suddenly very sober; he shot to the small window, pulled the curtains aside and stared in disbelief at a white battered van parked just out side. The faded legend on the back left door read "J Fisher the man and his van". In a small voice and under his breath he gasped "Joe?" When he turned back into the room Joe stood there completely naked, the small hard tipped boobs jiggling up and down excitedly as he expertly wanked his long cock. Ade's fist was just to fast for Joe in his current state, and it connected squarely with his beardless jaw. Joe went down in one! Now this was all Greta needed, a domestic at this time of night. She was dying for a piss, and had spent the whole day feeling horny, now some idiot was determined to keep her from her vibrator! She waltzed in to the small flat to see a drunken man with stained trousers heaving up heavily in to a strategically placed wok. Then there was this, what, lady boy, flitting around wiping blood, and something else off a badly split lower lip while its flaccid penis swung uselessly between its legs. Finally the man stopped throwing up long enough to emote "That thing is supposed to be my mate, my mate the cock sucker!" Joe piped up "He made me suck it, I tried to stop him!" Look get dressed, both of you, you can sober up down at the station, it'll make more sense to you in the morning" Greta promised. As Greta loaded the odd couple in to the back of her car she noticed the white van, "That guy sure has some weird friends" she thought. "Hey, you two no fooling around in the back" Greta teased, it didn't look very likely though, both passengers sullenly stared through opposite windows. Pity, though some weird sex might just get her off tonight, she felt pretty weird her self. Soon the prisoners were installed in adjacent cells; "Tea's up in a minute" Greta called. As she wandered back through the deserted station, she had the most perverted idea! The continuing pressure in her distended bladder probably brought on the idea, now that, she thought would be weird sex. Later still, Greta slid back in the swivel chair in captain Blake's office, and dreamily stared at the framed photo of her boss on the desk, if she closed her eyes, just so, she was sure she could make out the dark nipples under that starched blouse, yes she could, and look they were erect! Her discarded uniform lying around her on the office floor Greta started to pleasure her self; yes she thought that woman's fingers would know just where to go. Joe sat alone in the cold cell, what a day! Never did he imagine a mouth full of spunk could turn him on so much! So much that he was desperate to come, but his lifeless dick just laid there useless in his hands, not so much as a flicker. He finished the dregs of his drink and turned to face the wall, uncomfortably he snuggled down on the hard bed. Not only had his best mate made him fellate him, to add insult to injury the tea in here tasted just like warm piss! Chapter Fifteen: Toms journey Tom was too canny to walk in the front door of the lab unannounced, he found a side window slightly ajar and bingo he was in! The long darkened corridor swept away to the left, but there was not a direction sign in sight. He was going to have to wander around and find Amanda by himself! Slowly he passed the unlit doors, it all looked very peaceful and normal, and then he heard something, what was that noise, an animal squealing? Tom slunk towards the source of the sound; it was definitely coming from the room just across from him. Slowly he crossed the corridor and peeked through the reinforced window in to the room beyond. It was mostly laid out as benching around the sides of the room, with a single large island bench in the center. On that bench something lay making the mewling sound he heard earlier. But he couldn't quite make out what the hell it was. Shifting his position slightly gave him a better view - it was a woman! Completely naked except for a lab coat, she was laying flat on the bench with her legs spread and something was working furiously away between her thighs, just then a car drove past, and its headlights gave him a full view of the incredible scene for an instant. The woman groaning on the lab bench had another woman pushing her arm, not her hand, deep into her vagina. So far about half the forearm of the curly haired woman was wedged in, and the blonde haired girl on the bench twisted and bucked wildly against it. The curly one had her other hand free and slapped against her splayed lips, which were huge, a similarly large bud swelled up between the lips and took the full force of the woman's open handed blows. Tom pulled his head back from the window and stood with his back flat against the wall. His erection on the other hand stood out like a tent pole, from the front of his grey trousers. Never, ever, had he seen anything like that in real life! Oh, he had paid for it on the Internet, when Amanda was up stairs safely asleep, but to see it for real! His cock was so close to coming and it strained itself in the confines of his boxer shorts. Then a stream of horrifying thoughts kept his come back in his swollen testicles, "Is that what they do here", "Is that what Amanda came here for", "Could this be why she hadn't phoned?" His rampant erection shrunk instantly away to nothing, he had to find her! Tom gingerly continued up the corridor moving his boxers away from him slightly, the pre-cum he had leaked was uncomfortably sticky. Five minutes later he passed a room and looking in thought he recognized a girls profile as she sat diligently working late at her desk. He then popped back to check it out, yes it was Jenna Marsh. He'd met her at an opening party two years before. She was all right, and she was sure to know where Amanda was! He slipped through the door and walked up to her, she didn't notice him, her head was tilted down and she was clearly concentrating hard on something on her desk. Tom was just about to do a polite chough when he noticed the top of a head bobbing around, over the desk he could just see a few stands of white hair. Tom lent forwards and saw another face from the party, he never knew her name but she was Jenna's assistant. She was busily assisting now! Her rigid tongue pierced by a single gold stud slid all around Jenna's mighty clit! The clitoris was phenomenal; it wasn't that the bud was that long but it was at least as large around as the tip of Tom's flaccid cock. Mind you that cock wasn't flaccid at the moment, this place was a voyeurs paradise! Running his eyes up Jenna's body he saw her breasts straining against her corporate tee shirt, Christ! Nipples like that could take your eye out. Tom closed his eyes and concentrated hard on Amanda, that was why he was here, now come on, down boy! Bravely Tom limped to the door as his erection slowly lost its power. May be he would talk to Kate later; it seemed a bit impolite to interrupt just at the moment. Steadying himself Tom took a deep breath and set on his way again, as he approached the woman's restroom he smelt a familiar perfume. It was Amanda's! Nobody else he knew wore that fragrance. He had brought it back from that meeting in Thailand, it had cost him an arm and a leg, so it must be pretty unique. He heard some movement from the restroom it was she! In a minute they'd be out of this damn place for good. As he rushed in to the restroom he was confident he would see his cool blonde girl standing there. But no, what he saw was the curly girl from earlier, there she was laying on the floor spraying the shower head directly on to her hairy pubis, hearing the sound of his approach she looked up, her steel blue eyes met his with a look he could only interpret as hate. More water flew around the room, but this time from the girl! Damn it, she had deliberately pissed on his shoes. Not wanting to confront the mad woman any further Tom fled the restroom, his shoes squelching as he legged it fast, back the way he had just come. As Tom fled he wondered idly "Why did she smell of Amanda? He guessed, incorrectly as it turned out, that he would never know. By the time Tom stopped to catch his breath, he was unsure how far he'd run, so to get his bearings he glanced quickly around, the lab in front of him looked familiar he popped his head up, and peeked through the glass, Oh, it was the lab with the reclining lady, where was she now? Peering around the room he located her, and now a thick cock was soundly screwing her! She bounced up and down enthusiastically on her seated lovers knob. Another car passed and fully illuminated the stunning woman's profile. The instant recognition cut him like a blade, Amanda! She was being unfaithful! I mean if she wanted a good fisting from another girl then that was one thing - it could be arranged, just as long as he could watch. But this screwing some scientist type while his cock went spare, no this was entirely wrong! Tom flew into the room and pulled Amanda off the pumping dick. His muscles pulled his fist back hard to slug the randy bastard who thought fucking his wife in the evening was an acceptable pastime. However, the blow never arrived, because seated below Amanda was the nameless white haired girl. Sprouting from her lap was a mighty pole of a clitoris, not a penis; it just didn't look like a penis. Tom stood gaping with his clenched fist still stretched behind him. The pole erupted; yellow spunk flew all over the place. Some of it splashed onto Tom's frozen face, from there it hung momentarily on his chin before dripping on to his arm, Tom watched speechless as it ran down his arm. In a second it reached the first open cut on Tom's arm, the pain was incredible, pure white heat! As Tom toppled backwards the last thing he ever saw was a naked Amanda, streaked in yellow slime running towards him, the room spun, blackened, and reality faded, somewhere, someone called out "Tom, Oh TOM!". Part five of eleven ____________________________________________________________________ Foot Notes ____________________________________________________________________ I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always, feedback is appreciated, since it is my only payment for my work. Please address comments to yotna_eltoub@hotmail.com This story is copyrighted by the author and as such may not be published, posted or archived on any newsgroup, website, or server, other than ASSM and ASSTR, without the EXPRESS PERMISSION of the author. 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