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I was working the 6am-6pm shift at the plant, seven on, seven off. The seven days off were always incredible, but getting to that week long weekend could be murder. I punched out at 6:05am on my seventh day and I was really dragging. I blew off the invitations of my co-workers to join them in a little early breakfast and headed to my truck with the full intention of driving straight home and passing out for a day or two. I shivered a bit in the cold of the late winter air. My feet felt like lead as I made the hike to my truck. I threw my hard hat and empty lunch cooler into the back of the cab, slid behind the wheel and pulled the door closed. I sat in the stillness for a moment, just enjoying the silence, before fumbling for my keys. I turned the key in the ignition and the old trucked roared into life. I flipped on the headlights and looked up at the sky, almost fooling myself into thinking that I could see a bit of daylight. I heard the crunch of the gravel under the wheels as I backed out of the parking space. Jamming the shift into drive, the truck rumbled out of the parking lot leaving nothing but a cloud of dust. As I drove down the long road from the plant, my eye kept straying to the heat indicator on the dash. I was feeling the chill night air start to freeze my whole body into one big ache. When the engine was sufficiently heated, I flipped the heater switch onto high. It blew out one last ghastly breath of freezing air before I could feel the warmth start to creep in. It came in slowly at first, just enough to let you know that it was there, then a bit more, and then finally hot enough to sink into the core of my tired, chilled body. I could feel myself start to relax. I reached for the radio and tuned it in to my favorite station and headed down the long road home. Twenty minutes down the road, the truck was warm; I was relaxed and happy to be headed home.
I lived in a rural area. Alone. And I liked it that way just fine. Working at the plant was one of the few work opportunities even close to home and I had been happy to land a job there. My mind drifted over events of the past week and then I snapped out of my reverie. Too easy to get road hypnotized on a drive like this when you are tired, and have been living in the reverse of daylight for a week. a****ls like to travel best just before dawn and the road followed a small river that was an a****l magnet. It can be a dangerous drive even if you’re not tired and sleepy. I blinked my eyes rapidly to wet them and make them easier to hold open. I even shook my head a little to shake away the sand that was rapidly filling my eyes and making my thoughts fuzzy. I don’t remember dozing off. I only remember waking up as the truck bucked wildly as it veered off the road, through the brush, headed straight for the river. In a split second, I was in the water and could feel the heavy truck start to sink. It was not the even slow settling that you often see in the movies, but was violent, shaking and swirling as the truck hit logs and branches. I tried to force the door open but water came pouring in causing the truck to tip over towards me, on top of me, forcing under the water. I panicked. Flailing away in the water, I choked and gasped for air. As darkness and the water overtook me, I felt someone grab my hand, trying to pull me away from the truck, then all went black.
I woke up really groggy, feeling disoriented. It was still dark. I was warm and dry, comfortable in bed. What a horrible dream. As I moved a little, I became aware that this was not my bed, this was not my home and I had not been dreaming. I said hello. My voice came out weak, and soft. I cleared my throat and tried to speak again. “Hello?” I strained my eyes against the darkness and heard a pleasant voice answer back, “Hello?” I felt for the edge of the bed and sat up. I started to slide off the bed but encountered what I could only describe as a soft wall. I pushed against it in the dark, yelling for anyone to answer me. I could feel the wall move against me, pressing my back onto the bed so I started to scream. As I did, I remember catching the faint whiff of something sweet and pleasing, and then all went black again.
I was more cautious when I awoke the next time. I kept my eyes closed, pretending sleep and listened intently for sounds that might give me a clue to where I was. It was then that I heard the voice again, very softly saying, “Hello?”
I tried not to give myself away, but the voice continued, “I am conscience that you are awake. You are safe and will not be harmed. Please do not make loud protests again.”
I opened my eyes and tried to peer into the darkness. The voice sounded vaguely feminine with a peculiar accent that I could not place. “I wish no a****l harm but you were in danger. If you can remain peaceful, I will increase the light level.”
The black now grayed ever so slightly and I strained my eyes to look around. I caught the glimpse of some movement behind my head and I twisted to look.
“Please do not strain,” said the voice, “I will explain to you what has happened. Do you remember where you were before coming here?” the voice asked.
It took only a split second to remember the chaos of the truck crashing into the river. The voice again spoke, “I could not bear to see your pain, so I removed you from the truck in the only way that I knew how. I brought you here so that you might be saved.” “Who are you? Where am I?” I demanded to the darkness. “I am a scientist and you are in my…” the voice paused, “in my home; a temporary home, but home.”
As I peered through the darkness, I could vaguely make out a large shape gliding across the space between us. As it neared, I could barely make out the face of a rather plump older woman. I watched as she neared. I could make out the delicate tendrils of silvery hair, saw her deep cleavage splitting her ample breasts. Her dress must have been black because I could only see it barely covering her breasts, then it faded into the blackness. She was talking to me in low tones as she approached as if she were talking to a frightened kitten. I felt her hand stroking back my hair as she murmured soft words of comfort.
“You have had a terrible ordeal. I just want to make sure that you are ok before I release you unharmed.”
Release? I reacted to the word by struggling to rise. The soft covering over my body shifted and fell to the floor and I was naked under her gaze. I began to smell that sweet smell again and I could feel myself start to spin towards oblivion.
“Please don’t rise or struggle until I can make sure that you are not injured.” I must be in some type of hospital, I thought. I felt a cool waft of air blow across my naked body, and my head instantly began to clear. She continued, “If you will let me calmly examine you, I will assure you I mean no harm and then you can be released.”
She ducked out of view as she retrieved the cover, then her face reappeared pulling the cover gently over my body up to my waist. As she leaned closer, her skin looked oddly a little bluish. I shook my head and figured it was only the light. She said, “Please roll to your left side and take a deep breath, count to 3, then exhale.” I rolled away from her and complied. I could hear a few whirring noises. “Excellent,” I heard her say, more to herself. “Now, please comply and turn to your other side and repeat.” Again, I complied. “
Could you please turn up the lights just a little,” I asked.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “just a few minutes longer.” I felt her reach down to adjust the cover after my turning. I looked down, and to my horror say a long black snakelike appendage manipulating the covers. I froze for a moment, and then screamed until the sweet smell sent me spinning down into oblivion again.
I awoke only to find that my hands and feet were loosely bound in place. My heart started to pound and I started to scream, but there was a plastic like tube and cover over my mouth and I was unable to make a sound. The lights in the room were quite bright now, and I saw my rescuer sitting next to my bed. As she looked in my direction, I took in the most incredible site. It was still the plump matronly buxom woman who had attended me earlier, but only from the waist up. From the waist down she looked like what I could only describe as an octopus. Her “dress” was more an extension of her skin that blended into a huge body perched on 8 monstrous arms. Her gaze followed mine, and as I watched, she drew the arms into herself and they took on the appearance of a set of beautiful stocking clad thick legs.
“I am closely related to a member of what you would call your cephalopod family,” she said. “I can mimic shapes and colors quite easily, though I find it very difficult to move about on human shaped legs. Please don’t be afraid. I mean you no harm. I know that my appearance must be a shock, but I assure you, I have no intentions of keeping you here. I just need you to calm down so that I can explain.”
The constant murmuring of soothing talk continued until she saw the first sign that I was relaxing. If I release your mouth, will you behave? I watched in amazement as two tentacles pulled up from her legs and quickly took on the appearance of human arms, complete with hands. Those hands reached up and delicately release the device over my mouth. There, she said quite happily. “Better?” I nodded slightly. “Good.” Her voice sounded almost cheery. I took in a breath to say something, but was seized by a moment of coughing. Her “legs” instantly became tentacles again, and she slithered to my side, quickly releasing an arm and a leg, rolling my body onto its side as I was racked with coughing. “
I am certain you inhaled more water than you know,” she continued. A tentacle appeared in front of my face, waving a small cloth. I grabbed the cloth and wiped my mouth and face. “I am oviously not from here,” she answered my question without hearing it. “I am here to study your aquatic life forms. Our planet is a water planet, but we have nothing of the volume of your planet, nor the extreme diversity of the life forms found in your waters. I could stay here for a lifetime and not even scratch the surface.” As she rambled, I was aware that she must be stroking my back and I found it just a little comforting. “I am so sorry to have upset you, and you were never intended to see me or even know that I was here. It’s just that you were so panicked and I could not bear to see you drown.”
I wiped my mouth again and managed to ask, “Where am I?”
“You are in my laboratory. I had to set up temporary bedding for you in my quarters. I am sorry for the conditions, but this was meant for only one of my species. Please, let me help you sit up. It will help your lungs to clear.”
I felt the head of the platform being lifted, and I was slowly rolled onto my back. I looked into her eyes, so human in appearance. They didn’t look menacing, but then… I stopped as I was seized with coughing and again, the dainty tip of a tentacle waved a cloth before my face. I looked at it, astonished, then looked at the creature. She looked away and mumbled an apology as the tentacle shifted into a hand again.
“Please,” I said, “I want to go home. Please let me go.”
“Oh my dear I have every intention of doing so, but right now, this laboratory is submerged underwater and cannot reemerge until your dark. Until then, you are my guest.”
I just could not wrap my mind around what was happening. As I sat up, I felt the cover start to slip off my naked body again. She leaned over and retrieved it. “Human apes have such a strange body configuration. I know that my colleagues would love to be able to examine you.”
I jumped with a start and she quickly followed with, “but that would never happen. It’s against our convention and I could be in serious trouble if they found that I have interfered with the natural progression of your unfortunate event.”
As she moved to the other side of the platform she rocked and rolled awkwardly until she said I’m so sorry, and her human shaped legs dissolved into her more familiar tentacle shape. “I find those things so difficult to walk on.”
I giggled a little, then a little more. The situation I was in made me feel that I was loosing my grip on reality. I looked wildly around the room and noticed the undulating walls that were covered with little pieces of colored rocks and what looked to be plant material. I giggled more at the thought being in an octopus’s garden. The thing came over, looking, well, looking concerned.
“Please calm down. I do not have the sedation necessary to help you and you are frightening me.”
I shouted, “Me frightening you? You are the alien here. I don’t even know where I am or what you are going to do with me and I am frightening you?” I was roaring by the end of the sentence, and I saw its color intensify as it shifted to the wall of the room.
“Please, calm down. Please calm down. I saw that it was indeed frightened so I quickly came to my senses and mumbled something of an apology.
“I know, it said. We have less than 8 of your hours before we can reemerge. We should take the time to know each other as much as possible. I know that you must be as curious about me as I am of you. Ask any question, and I will answer truthfully, and then you must do the same.”
“What is your name?” I asked.
It said that it would be almost unpronounceable in my language, but the closest it could come was “ssst”.
“Where are you from?” I asked. It began to tell me about distant galaxies and travel that I didn’t comprehend.
“Are you male or female?”
“Female,” it answered. “Now I have some questions for you. What is your name?”
“Jake,” I answered. It pronounced the name several times, then said, “I presume from your genitalia that you are male, correct?”
“ Yes,” I said, acutely aware of my nakedness under the light cover.
“Why do your species cover themselves with woven materials?” it asked.
“To protect against the weather,” I answered.
Ssst interrupted, “but you cover yourself when the atmosphere is acceptable to your species. And you change from one material to another. I don’t understand.”
How could I explain human modesty and convention to a tentacled alien, so I turned the tables and asked, “then why did you assume a form of a woman with huge breasts?”
Ssst explained, “from the data we have on your species, we find that most of the male species are comforted by the sight of large breasts on a female.” I laughed a little and said that comfort was usually not my reaction.
Ssst looked concerned and said, “then perhaps I have not made them sufficiently large.” As she spoke, her “breasts” seem to swell and I couldn’t help but stare at the transformation.
“No, they are just fine,” I said, “but why do you cover them with fake material?”
“To make them more acceptable in your culture.”
“Well, in my culture, I assure you, men like to see breasts uncovered.” I watched, completely fascinated as her flesh seemed to dissolve the covering and expose the massive breasts. They were creamy pale and topped with large areolas and large protruding nipples. I couldn’t help it as my cock gave just a little twinge.
“That is magnificent, Ssst.” She seemed pleased as a ripple of rainbow colors passed in a wave across her body.
“Would you like to touch me,” she offered. I reached out to the side of one of her huge melons, and softly stroked it with my hand. She felt surprisingly warm and soft, almost velvety. I stroked the breast down to the nipple and then pulled slightly on the nipple. I heard a sharp intake of a breath and waves of pink pulsating colors danced across her flesh.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I asked.
“No,” she said, “our species actually enjoys tugging of flesh.” And as if to demonstrate the point she waved a tentacle arm in front of my chest, making soft popping noises with her suckers. “May I?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said. A tentacled arm slowly lowered to my chest and softly stroked it as I had stroked her. When it came to my nipple, it gently encircled it with a sucker, pulling and sucking at it. At this point I became aware that I was becoming aroused at her touch. I was amazed that such an alien creature could have that effect. Her tentacle detached from my nipple with a delicate pop. It moved to the top of the cover that was over me. May I, she asked. Yes, with a flip of her tentacle, the cover fell to the floor and I was naked before her. My cock was not hard, but it certainly had grown. I could see her eyes fixed on it and so I boldly asked, “Do you want to touch me there?”
“Oh yes, but I don’t want to cause you any discomfort. I would very much enjoy examining your body.”
I laughed, “Well you’re not causing me discomfort now.”
“I know,” she said, “We have studied much video from your planet. I will lose your bindings, if we are to cooperate.” As she reached up with tentacled arms to unfasten my other arm and leg, I could only wonder what her species had observed of us through video. I know what kind of video that I preferred and it was not the kind generally broadcast into space.
“Now,” she said, her task complete, “please let me know if I upset you or make you uncomfortable in anyway.” She was flashing delicate shades of green and blue across her body as she began to feel my body under her tentacles. Her eyes fixed on what she was doing. It was quite an amazing feeling to have that much flesh stroking my own, her suckers gently pulling apart a crease or a fold. As she worked her way to my privates, her large naked breasts pressed against me and my cock continued to swell under her soft probing. I saw her eyes fix on mine, anxiously checking my response as the tip of her tentacle made first contact with my cock. It is swelling, she said. My response was to groan and close my eyes, and say, that’s because what you are doing feels good.
“This is stimulating to you?” she asked. Her tentacle wrapped around my cock and pulled it straight across my belly from where it had lay on my leg.
“Oh yes,” I said, “in a very good way.” I glanced at her. She was now flashing waves of pink and green, her eyes focused on my genitals. I could feel her arm delicately moving my balls, the tiny suckers on my scrotum, sucking up the skin and …oh god, and another arm now encircling my growing cock. It wrapped around it like a maypole, the suckers pulling and releasing. I groaned again.
“You better be careful about starting something that you can’t finish,” I said.
Ssst glanced up. “I don’t understand,” she said.
“I am becoming very sexually aroused,” I explained.
“And this is bad?” she asked. “I understood that your species often engages in sexual conduct in order to relax and not to procreate. I want you to be relaxed. Do you?” I could feel her continue to gently suck and release my cock and balls in waves.
“Oh hell, yessss,” I said.
I reached with one hand to squeeze her huge breast. She rewarded me with little bursts of color across her breast, flashing out from her nipple. I leaned forward and applied my own type of suction. Her flesh tasted sweet in my mouth. As I sucked, her breast seemed to swell and grow until it almost covered my face. I reached up with both hands, guiding it to my mouth. Her breasts were now almost the size of a beach ball, but soft and pliable in my hands and mouth. The more I moved my hands the more I felt them grow until my head was almost buried beneath them. I couldn’t even put my arms around the swollen breasts as my face burrowed into her flesh. Wave of yellow and green now washed over her flesh and I felt my cock grow harder. Her tentacles wrapped around my waist and down each leg, the hundreds of suckers popping on and off my flesh. I groaned more as I felt a large sucker envelope the head of my cock and pull just a little pressure. It felt like a thousand fingers pulling at me, and probing me. The tentacle stretched my hard cock, squeezing it and milking it. I could feel the weight of her body as it moved over mine, encompassing me completely in her fleshy body as waves of dancing light flashed. I pushed my head from side to side, reveling in the feel of her monstrous breasts. I felt her tugging and pulling on my cock, now rock hard and leaking precum. I could feel tentacle arms pushing my legs apart as the tips began exploring deeper. I gasped as I felt the first touch to my asshole. Just a gentle stroking at first, then I felt the tip start to enter, to probe. It was the most incredible feeling I had ever experienced, all of me covered in a flesh that was consuming my every pore. I began to thrust my hips, pulling at the monstrous alien breast, fucking into her flesh. I felt it form a pocket around my hard cock, the walls of the pocket pulsating and sucking at my cock while its tentacle worked into my ass. I felt it stroke in and out of my ass, across the prostate, while a thousand suckers tugged at my balls. I could feel my cum start to boil inside of me. As I opened my mouth, it was instantly plugged with an enormous nipple, the breast covering my face. I could feel my hips bucking against the weight of her flesh and with an earth shattering spasm I started to cum. My head was reeling as my cum shot deep into the b**st. As I shot my load, I could smell something sweet that made my head spin even more, until all was black and u*********sness took over.
I was aware of a chill across my body. I carefully opened my eyes and saw starry skies above. Cool grass was under my naked body and I could hear the river flowing nearby. My clothing was in a pile next to my hand. I picked it up and slowly dressed, trying to replay the events before I lost u*********sness. Once dressed, I carefully picked my way to the water’s edge and called out. There was no answer than a night bird calling. I knew this had been no dream, but who would believe me? I slowly turned and started the long walk home.
I lived in a rural area. Alone. And I liked it that way just fine. Working at the plant was one of the few work opportunities even close to home and I had been happy to land a job there. My mind drifted over events of the past week and then I snapped out of my reverie. Too easy to get road hypnotized on a drive like this when you are tired, and have been living in the reverse of daylight for a week. a****ls like to travel best just before dawn and the road followed a small river that was an a****l magnet. It can be a dangerous drive even if you’re not tired and sleepy. I blinked my eyes rapidly to wet them and make them easier to hold open. I even shook my head a little to shake away the sand that was rapidly filling my eyes and making my thoughts fuzzy. I don’t remember dozing off. I only remember waking up as the truck bucked wildly as it veered off the road, through the brush, headed straight for the river. In a split second, I was in the water and could feel the heavy truck start to sink. It was not the even slow settling that you often see in the movies, but was violent, shaking and swirling as the truck hit logs and branches. I tried to force the door open but water came pouring in causing the truck to tip over towards me, on top of me, forcing under the water. I panicked. Flailing away in the water, I choked and gasped for air. As darkness and the water overtook me, I felt someone grab my hand, trying to pull me away from the truck, then all went black.
I woke up really groggy, feeling disoriented. It was still dark. I was warm and dry, comfortable in bed. What a horrible dream. As I moved a little, I became aware that this was not my bed, this was not my home and I had not been dreaming. I said hello. My voice came out weak, and soft. I cleared my throat and tried to speak again. “Hello?” I strained my eyes against the darkness and heard a pleasant voice answer back, “Hello?” I felt for the edge of the bed and sat up. I started to slide off the bed but encountered what I could only describe as a soft wall. I pushed against it in the dark, yelling for anyone to answer me. I could feel the wall move against me, pressing my back onto the bed so I started to scream. As I did, I remember catching the faint whiff of something sweet and pleasing, and then all went black again.
I was more cautious when I awoke the next time. I kept my eyes closed, pretending sleep and listened intently for sounds that might give me a clue to where I was. It was then that I heard the voice again, very softly saying, “Hello?”
I tried not to give myself away, but the voice continued, “I am conscience that you are awake. You are safe and will not be harmed. Please do not make loud protests again.”
I opened my eyes and tried to peer into the darkness. The voice sounded vaguely feminine with a peculiar accent that I could not place. “I wish no a****l harm but you were in danger. If you can remain peaceful, I will increase the light level.”
The black now grayed ever so slightly and I strained my eyes to look around. I caught the glimpse of some movement behind my head and I twisted to look.
“Please do not strain,” said the voice, “I will explain to you what has happened. Do you remember where you were before coming here?” the voice asked.
It took only a split second to remember the chaos of the truck crashing into the river. The voice again spoke, “I could not bear to see your pain, so I removed you from the truck in the only way that I knew how. I brought you here so that you might be saved.” “Who are you? Where am I?” I demanded to the darkness. “I am a scientist and you are in my…” the voice paused, “in my home; a temporary home, but home.”
As I peered through the darkness, I could vaguely make out a large shape gliding across the space between us. As it neared, I could barely make out the face of a rather plump older woman. I watched as she neared. I could make out the delicate tendrils of silvery hair, saw her deep cleavage splitting her ample breasts. Her dress must have been black because I could only see it barely covering her breasts, then it faded into the blackness. She was talking to me in low tones as she approached as if she were talking to a frightened kitten. I felt her hand stroking back my hair as she murmured soft words of comfort.
“You have had a terrible ordeal. I just want to make sure that you are ok before I release you unharmed.”
Release? I reacted to the word by struggling to rise. The soft covering over my body shifted and fell to the floor and I was naked under her gaze. I began to smell that sweet smell again and I could feel myself start to spin towards oblivion.
“Please don’t rise or struggle until I can make sure that you are not injured.” I must be in some type of hospital, I thought. I felt a cool waft of air blow across my naked body, and my head instantly began to clear. She continued, “If you will let me calmly examine you, I will assure you I mean no harm and then you can be released.”
She ducked out of view as she retrieved the cover, then her face reappeared pulling the cover gently over my body up to my waist. As she leaned closer, her skin looked oddly a little bluish. I shook my head and figured it was only the light. She said, “Please roll to your left side and take a deep breath, count to 3, then exhale.” I rolled away from her and complied. I could hear a few whirring noises. “Excellent,” I heard her say, more to herself. “Now, please comply and turn to your other side and repeat.” Again, I complied. “
Could you please turn up the lights just a little,” I asked.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “just a few minutes longer.” I felt her reach down to adjust the cover after my turning. I looked down, and to my horror say a long black snakelike appendage manipulating the covers. I froze for a moment, and then screamed until the sweet smell sent me spinning down into oblivion again.
I awoke only to find that my hands and feet were loosely bound in place. My heart started to pound and I started to scream, but there was a plastic like tube and cover over my mouth and I was unable to make a sound. The lights in the room were quite bright now, and I saw my rescuer sitting next to my bed. As she looked in my direction, I took in the most incredible site. It was still the plump matronly buxom woman who had attended me earlier, but only from the waist up. From the waist down she looked like what I could only describe as an octopus. Her “dress” was more an extension of her skin that blended into a huge body perched on 8 monstrous arms. Her gaze followed mine, and as I watched, she drew the arms into herself and they took on the appearance of a set of beautiful stocking clad thick legs.
“I am closely related to a member of what you would call your cephalopod family,” she said. “I can mimic shapes and colors quite easily, though I find it very difficult to move about on human shaped legs. Please don’t be afraid. I mean you no harm. I know that my appearance must be a shock, but I assure you, I have no intentions of keeping you here. I just need you to calm down so that I can explain.”
The constant murmuring of soothing talk continued until she saw the first sign that I was relaxing. If I release your mouth, will you behave? I watched in amazement as two tentacles pulled up from her legs and quickly took on the appearance of human arms, complete with hands. Those hands reached up and delicately release the device over my mouth. There, she said quite happily. “Better?” I nodded slightly. “Good.” Her voice sounded almost cheery. I took in a breath to say something, but was seized by a moment of coughing. Her “legs” instantly became tentacles again, and she slithered to my side, quickly releasing an arm and a leg, rolling my body onto its side as I was racked with coughing. “
I am certain you inhaled more water than you know,” she continued. A tentacle appeared in front of my face, waving a small cloth. I grabbed the cloth and wiped my mouth and face. “I am oviously not from here,” she answered my question without hearing it. “I am here to study your aquatic life forms. Our planet is a water planet, but we have nothing of the volume of your planet, nor the extreme diversity of the life forms found in your waters. I could stay here for a lifetime and not even scratch the surface.” As she rambled, I was aware that she must be stroking my back and I found it just a little comforting. “I am so sorry to have upset you, and you were never intended to see me or even know that I was here. It’s just that you were so panicked and I could not bear to see you drown.”
I wiped my mouth again and managed to ask, “Where am I?”
“You are in my laboratory. I had to set up temporary bedding for you in my quarters. I am sorry for the conditions, but this was meant for only one of my species. Please, let me help you sit up. It will help your lungs to clear.”
I felt the head of the platform being lifted, and I was slowly rolled onto my back. I looked into her eyes, so human in appearance. They didn’t look menacing, but then… I stopped as I was seized with coughing and again, the dainty tip of a tentacle waved a cloth before my face. I looked at it, astonished, then looked at the creature. She looked away and mumbled an apology as the tentacle shifted into a hand again.
“Please,” I said, “I want to go home. Please let me go.”
“Oh my dear I have every intention of doing so, but right now, this laboratory is submerged underwater and cannot reemerge until your dark. Until then, you are my guest.”
I just could not wrap my mind around what was happening. As I sat up, I felt the cover start to slip off my naked body again. She leaned over and retrieved it. “Human apes have such a strange body configuration. I know that my colleagues would love to be able to examine you.”
I jumped with a start and she quickly followed with, “but that would never happen. It’s against our convention and I could be in serious trouble if they found that I have interfered with the natural progression of your unfortunate event.”
As she moved to the other side of the platform she rocked and rolled awkwardly until she said I’m so sorry, and her human shaped legs dissolved into her more familiar tentacle shape. “I find those things so difficult to walk on.”
I giggled a little, then a little more. The situation I was in made me feel that I was loosing my grip on reality. I looked wildly around the room and noticed the undulating walls that were covered with little pieces of colored rocks and what looked to be plant material. I giggled more at the thought being in an octopus’s garden. The thing came over, looking, well, looking concerned.
“Please calm down. I do not have the sedation necessary to help you and you are frightening me.”
I shouted, “Me frightening you? You are the alien here. I don’t even know where I am or what you are going to do with me and I am frightening you?” I was roaring by the end of the sentence, and I saw its color intensify as it shifted to the wall of the room.
“Please, calm down. Please calm down. I saw that it was indeed frightened so I quickly came to my senses and mumbled something of an apology.
“I know, it said. We have less than 8 of your hours before we can reemerge. We should take the time to know each other as much as possible. I know that you must be as curious about me as I am of you. Ask any question, and I will answer truthfully, and then you must do the same.”
“What is your name?” I asked.
It said that it would be almost unpronounceable in my language, but the closest it could come was “ssst”.
“Where are you from?” I asked. It began to tell me about distant galaxies and travel that I didn’t comprehend.
“Are you male or female?”
“Female,” it answered. “Now I have some questions for you. What is your name?”
“Jake,” I answered. It pronounced the name several times, then said, “I presume from your genitalia that you are male, correct?”
“ Yes,” I said, acutely aware of my nakedness under the light cover.
“Why do your species cover themselves with woven materials?” it asked.
“To protect against the weather,” I answered.
Ssst interrupted, “but you cover yourself when the atmosphere is acceptable to your species. And you change from one material to another. I don’t understand.”
How could I explain human modesty and convention to a tentacled alien, so I turned the tables and asked, “then why did you assume a form of a woman with huge breasts?”
Ssst explained, “from the data we have on your species, we find that most of the male species are comforted by the sight of large breasts on a female.” I laughed a little and said that comfort was usually not my reaction.
Ssst looked concerned and said, “then perhaps I have not made them sufficiently large.” As she spoke, her “breasts” seem to swell and I couldn’t help but stare at the transformation.
“No, they are just fine,” I said, “but why do you cover them with fake material?”
“To make them more acceptable in your culture.”
“Well, in my culture, I assure you, men like to see breasts uncovered.” I watched, completely fascinated as her flesh seemed to dissolve the covering and expose the massive breasts. They were creamy pale and topped with large areolas and large protruding nipples. I couldn’t help it as my cock gave just a little twinge.
“That is magnificent, Ssst.” She seemed pleased as a ripple of rainbow colors passed in a wave across her body.
“Would you like to touch me,” she offered. I reached out to the side of one of her huge melons, and softly stroked it with my hand. She felt surprisingly warm and soft, almost velvety. I stroked the breast down to the nipple and then pulled slightly on the nipple. I heard a sharp intake of a breath and waves of pink pulsating colors danced across her flesh.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I asked.
“No,” she said, “our species actually enjoys tugging of flesh.” And as if to demonstrate the point she waved a tentacle arm in front of my chest, making soft popping noises with her suckers. “May I?” she asked.
“Yes,” I said. A tentacled arm slowly lowered to my chest and softly stroked it as I had stroked her. When it came to my nipple, it gently encircled it with a sucker, pulling and sucking at it. At this point I became aware that I was becoming aroused at her touch. I was amazed that such an alien creature could have that effect. Her tentacle detached from my nipple with a delicate pop. It moved to the top of the cover that was over me. May I, she asked. Yes, with a flip of her tentacle, the cover fell to the floor and I was naked before her. My cock was not hard, but it certainly had grown. I could see her eyes fixed on it and so I boldly asked, “Do you want to touch me there?”
“Oh yes, but I don’t want to cause you any discomfort. I would very much enjoy examining your body.”
I laughed, “Well you’re not causing me discomfort now.”
“I know,” she said, “We have studied much video from your planet. I will lose your bindings, if we are to cooperate.” As she reached up with tentacled arms to unfasten my other arm and leg, I could only wonder what her species had observed of us through video. I know what kind of video that I preferred and it was not the kind generally broadcast into space.
“Now,” she said, her task complete, “please let me know if I upset you or make you uncomfortable in anyway.” She was flashing delicate shades of green and blue across her body as she began to feel my body under her tentacles. Her eyes fixed on what she was doing. It was quite an amazing feeling to have that much flesh stroking my own, her suckers gently pulling apart a crease or a fold. As she worked her way to my privates, her large naked breasts pressed against me and my cock continued to swell under her soft probing. I saw her eyes fix on mine, anxiously checking my response as the tip of her tentacle made first contact with my cock. It is swelling, she said. My response was to groan and close my eyes, and say, that’s because what you are doing feels good.
“This is stimulating to you?” she asked. Her tentacle wrapped around my cock and pulled it straight across my belly from where it had lay on my leg.
“Oh yes,” I said, “in a very good way.” I glanced at her. She was now flashing waves of pink and green, her eyes focused on my genitals. I could feel her arm delicately moving my balls, the tiny suckers on my scrotum, sucking up the skin and …oh god, and another arm now encircling my growing cock. It wrapped around it like a maypole, the suckers pulling and releasing. I groaned again.
“You better be careful about starting something that you can’t finish,” I said.
Ssst glanced up. “I don’t understand,” she said.
“I am becoming very sexually aroused,” I explained.
“And this is bad?” she asked. “I understood that your species often engages in sexual conduct in order to relax and not to procreate. I want you to be relaxed. Do you?” I could feel her continue to gently suck and release my cock and balls in waves.
“Oh hell, yessss,” I said.
I reached with one hand to squeeze her huge breast. She rewarded me with little bursts of color across her breast, flashing out from her nipple. I leaned forward and applied my own type of suction. Her flesh tasted sweet in my mouth. As I sucked, her breast seemed to swell and grow until it almost covered my face. I reached up with both hands, guiding it to my mouth. Her breasts were now almost the size of a beach ball, but soft and pliable in my hands and mouth. The more I moved my hands the more I felt them grow until my head was almost buried beneath them. I couldn’t even put my arms around the swollen breasts as my face burrowed into her flesh. Wave of yellow and green now washed over her flesh and I felt my cock grow harder. Her tentacles wrapped around my waist and down each leg, the hundreds of suckers popping on and off my flesh. I groaned more as I felt a large sucker envelope the head of my cock and pull just a little pressure. It felt like a thousand fingers pulling at me, and probing me. The tentacle stretched my hard cock, squeezing it and milking it. I could feel the weight of her body as it moved over mine, encompassing me completely in her fleshy body as waves of dancing light flashed. I pushed my head from side to side, reveling in the feel of her monstrous breasts. I felt her tugging and pulling on my cock, now rock hard and leaking precum. I could feel tentacle arms pushing my legs apart as the tips began exploring deeper. I gasped as I felt the first touch to my asshole. Just a gentle stroking at first, then I felt the tip start to enter, to probe. It was the most incredible feeling I had ever experienced, all of me covered in a flesh that was consuming my every pore. I began to thrust my hips, pulling at the monstrous alien breast, fucking into her flesh. I felt it form a pocket around my hard cock, the walls of the pocket pulsating and sucking at my cock while its tentacle worked into my ass. I felt it stroke in and out of my ass, across the prostate, while a thousand suckers tugged at my balls. I could feel my cum start to boil inside of me. As I opened my mouth, it was instantly plugged with an enormous nipple, the breast covering my face. I could feel my hips bucking against the weight of her flesh and with an earth shattering spasm I started to cum. My head was reeling as my cum shot deep into the b**st. As I shot my load, I could smell something sweet that made my head spin even more, until all was black and u*********sness took over.
I was aware of a chill across my body. I carefully opened my eyes and saw starry skies above. Cool grass was under my naked body and I could hear the river flowing nearby. My clothing was in a pile next to my hand. I picked it up and slowly dressed, trying to replay the events before I lost u*********sness. Once dressed, I carefully picked my way to the water’s edge and called out. There was no answer than a night bird calling. I knew this had been no dream, but who would believe me? I slowly turned and started the long walk home.
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