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Unexpected Detour (Razgriz x Wingshadow)

The older lamia started to gingerly lick his shaft, tasting his juices with pleasure as she tightened her coils around his body slightly. The younger lamia slithered up as well and watched with intense interest as her sister worked his member, eventually building up enough courage to lick him as well. The two kept it up for some time, until his member began to throb with intense anticipation. The older lamia smiled and loosened her robe from around her upper body, letting it fall from her and onto the dirt. She brought her large breasts toward his manmeat and sandwiched them around it, bringing them up and down to caress his entire length. The younger lamia continued to lick him, although ehr eyes could tell anyone that she was jealous that her sister had large enough endowments to perform the task that she was currently performing.

The younger lamia then lifted herself up and boldly pulled her clothes over her head as well, placing her damp womanhood near his face, "Lick me..."
 
Sam laid down, his head tilted back as the serpent-woman started to lick his cock; he then groaned when the sister joined in the fun as well. The tightening of the elder's coils around his legs was a bit of a surprise, but not an unpleasant one. While he was ashamed for feeling good in a situation like this, he couldn't help but revel in the pleasure these two were bringing him. He then sat up a bit when he felt one of them stop; his eyes widened slightly when he saw just how well-endowed the elder Lamia was. They looked even bigger than cantaloupes, topped by big puffy brown nipples that stuck out proudly; he groaned slightly when he felt the hot globes wrap around his shaft. Small squelching noises could be heard as the sexual fluids remaining on his member were rubbed around the insides, tops and bottoms of her luscious breasts.

His thick meat began to pulse a bit more against the elder Lamia's breasts, a result from her rubbing and the younger's licking of the purple, bulbous head; he could feel his tip disappear between the mounds of joy as she continued to rub his veined shaft. When the younger removed her clothes as well, he saw that she wasn't as big, but hers were a bit perkier; he slowly licked her wet, glistening pussy lips at first when she told him to, only to intensify his efforts as the pleasure he felt went up. Soon his mouth clamped on the younger Lamia's womanhood entirely, sucking on it and running his hot, slightly rough tongue over her clit continually.
 
The younger lamia bucked her hips as Sam licked and sucked on her, coating his face in her overflowing love juices as her older sister continued to work his cock. She started to let out soft moans, reaching down and grasping Sam's hands and placing them on her somewhat smaller breasts for him to caress as she enjoyed his stimulation. She was already highly aroused and ready to accept his seed, but her sister was not yet ready to surrender him for her use.

The older sister sped up her ministrations on his cock, pressing her breasts together a bit more firmly. She gradually pulled herself closer to his hard throbbing member, suddenly stopping her tit-job to pull herself up before descending on his member, her warm insides engulfing his entire length. She started to ride his cock, her inner walls rubbing vigorously against his manmeat as she let out loud cries of pleasure.
 
Sam lapped up the younger Lamia's fluids as they streamed out of her sopping slit, feeling the elder sister's soft, succulent mounds caress his pulsing hot length. Sam's fingers instantly started to work into the younger's own breasts; while not quite as developed as her sister's, they were very nice and perky. He tweaked the younger Lamia's hardened pink nipples as he continued to suck on the younger's womanhood; hard enough to where pleasure would course down her spine, but not enough to where it would be over ridden by extreme pain.

Sam then felt eh elder Lmia sstop her treatment of his member with her luscious tits; he pulled away to ask what was wrong before he saw that she'd taken in his impressive manhood so easily. "Ngh....getting anxious....aren't we?" he groaned out to the older Lamia; he then wondered how it was they were doing this. Were they using their snake bodies to support them? That had to be it; Sam wasn't why he was thinking of this, but all thought went out the window when the elder Lamia started to speed up her riding of his cock, her heated pulsing folds pleasuring him more and more. He refused to give in so easily, however; if they wanted the missive release of hot thick sperm inside, they were going to have to work him for it.
 
"Y-yes... Right there..." the older lamia didn't seem to hear Sam's question as she was too preoccupied with bathing in the pleasure of his member filling her to even notice. She rose and fell with more aggression, her breasts rising and falling with her as she bucked her hips, trying to increase the friction between their bodies as much as possible. She even reached up and began to stimulate her own nipples, her fingers pulling and pinching the tips as she let out loud moans of pleasure.

The younger lamia was already close to her first climax, as Sam's ministrations on her body were very effective in arousing her. She tried to hold it in for as long as she could, however, perhaps a bit intimidated at how her older sister was simply letting herself loose on the human and being quite vocal about her enjoyment of the entire process of mating with him. The younger lamia bit her lower lip, trying to stifle her moans as she felt her body suddenly tighten and her back arch into the palms of his hands which were caressing her soft mounds. She finally came, her sweet honey flowing out into Sam's mouth as she slowly came down from her climax. She gradually relaxed beside him, letting him continue to play with her body as he wished while waiting her turn to ride his impressive length.
 
The elder Lamia's moans of erotic ecstacy aroused Sam like no one would believe; his manhood began to twitch and throb inside her as his own end approached. He looked over from the younger's body to see the elder's breasts bouncing hynoptically; he was snapped out of his stupor when the surpringly sweet honey from the younger Lamia's pussy flooded his mouth. He continued to fondle her for a bit as she relaxed beside him before turning his attention to the elder Lamia.

He reached up with his strong hands to replace the elder's pinches, his palms rubbing the tips of the sensitive buds to increase her pleasure. He then pulled her down and took one into his mouth, sucking on it while his hot tongue licked it over and over; his hands found her hips and started to push her down on his member, making it go deeper and deeper into her. He pounded into her core as the familiar heat in his loins built up, the thick head pounding against her cervix as the pleasure dam threatened to break.

Soon, Sam could take it no longer; his bound legs thrust up into the elder Lamia's tight tunnel, the head pressed firmly into her womb as his hot seed came out in thick, sticky jets. His cock pulsed over and over again, the sheer electrifying pleasure making him pump an incredible volume of sperm deep inside her.
 
The older Lamia's coils tightened around him even more as he suckled and licked her breast, the speed of her movement against his hard throbbing cock increasing as she grew closer and closer to her own climax. She let out louder moans, crying out and begging for more as it were as she met his thrusts with her own. She grasped his head in her hands and held him in place at her breast, lest he pull back and take the pleasure away that she so deeply desired and longed for. So this was what it felt to be held in the grasp of ecstasy? She found the sensations highly addictive, her tongue brushed across her lips as they opened to let out another aroused moan. She could feel his member throbbing as it pressed against her cervix, pounding away at the entrance to her womb.

"Y-yes, good... Let it all out inside me!" she arched her back into him with force as she felt his cock begin to pump his hot semen into her body, which eagerly drew it into her body even as he continued to inject it into her for several minutes. Her own climax was nothing to sneeze at either, her walls collapsing around him and holding him inside as pulses ran up and down his member, milking it and drawing out every last drop of his seed that it could get.

She finally relaxed and released her grasp on him, laying him down on the ground in a somewhat contented manner as the younger lamia slithered up to him and began to lick his member, trying to get it hard once again as she tasted his cock which was thickly coated in her sister's honey and his seed.
 
Sam grunted as the Lamia's walls tightened like a vise around him, pulsing to milk him for his cum; this only served to enhance his own pleasure as his seed continued to shoot deep inside her. After several long yet very pleasurable minutes, his orgasm subsided and the Lamia's belly was now full and very warm with his seed. He then panted slightly as she released him, feeling her roll off to lay beside him; their combined fluids leaked out of her freshly fucked hole as she laid down beside him.

He then sat up when he felt something warm touch his shaft; he looked down to see the younger one licking him, his manhood saturated in a thick layer of sexual juices. Sam smiled weakly; she seemed a bit impatient, despite having climaxed not too long ago herself. But at least he'd taken care of one sister; she was laying in bliss with her belly full of his semen. She wouldn't to try to much to get him hard again; he'd hardly softened from his previous coupling, and it wasn't long before her actions made him rock-solid again.
 
The younger lamia smiled and gently prodded his member with her fingers to make sure that it was completely hard before she lifted herself up and began to rub its tip across her womanhood, eliciting heated moans from her lips. She teased herself and him for a while, relishing in the feelings of anticipation before she would surround and milk his member like her older sister had just a short while before.

"Now, now, don't bully him," the older lamia reached around her sister and began to playfully massage her breasts as she guided her body so that the tip began to press inside her hot folds.

The younger lamia let out an aroused moan and sunk down fully, her inner walls already pulling and tugging at his manmeat and trying to soak up his seed. She immediately began to ride him, shaking her hips in a highly erotic manner as her significantly smaller and tighter tunnel constricted around him.
 
(Sorry for the lateness, RL can be a drag.)

Sam groaned as the younger one started to grind her womanhood against him, feeling the heat of her core washing over his erect manhood. His head was thrown back in pleasure, still reeling from the pleasure of the elder Lamia's embrace. His trance was broken as he heard the older sister speak; he looked up to see her groping her younger sister's chest. His cock bobbed and stiffened even more, clearly displaying his arousal at the sight.

When she sunk herself onto him, his hips raised slightly, reveling in how much tighter she felt compared to her older sister. Not that the elder was loose by any stretch of the imagination; it was just that her younger sister was smaller in body. But that did little if anything to detract at how good she felt inside and looked on the outside. She was so tight inside, he could hardly stand it. "Oh god....." he groaned out, those being the only words his currently sex-saturated mind could come up with.
 
The older lamia continued to play with her sister's body, squeezing her breasts and pinching lightly at the hard and heated tips. The younger lamia simply let out louder moans of pleasure and quickened her pace as she shook her hips. Her snake lower-half had already stared to coil around him and hold his body close to her own.

Although most reptiles are cold-blooded, Lamia most certainly are not. Her entire body was burning with heat and passion as she drew ever so closer to another climax.

She pulled herself from her sister's grasp and laid down against his chest, her soft, pert breasts pressing into him as she continued to ride his cock. She could feel it throbbing inside her, and her inner walls pulling him further inside her smaller body with each thrust that met with hers. She threw back her head and cried out, letting her bliss known to the world as she came a second time.
 
Sam was still a bit surprised at just how hot these Lamia felt; though he guessed that they were different from Earth snakes in many respects. Not that he minded or cared; he loved how the younger's snake half had coiled around him, squeezing tightly but not enough to hurt him. She was certainly quite enthusiastic about it all; her intensity seemed to outpace even her sister's and he didn't know how much longer he could stand it. He was still fairly far off from an orgasm himself, having dumped a sizable load inside her elder sibling not just a few moments ago.

Still, when she came on his member, she came hard; her already small, tight passage to just implode on him, squeezing his male flesh tighter than anyone had done before. This started to drive his mind and body towards that blissful release; his hands came up to rest on her surprisingly voluptuous rear and rammed his thick meat in and out of her, determined to have her cum so hard that she'd pass out from the pleasure. And with three consecutive orgasms of her intensity and duration, that to Sam seemed like a very likely scenario.
 
Without giving her even a moment of pause, Sam continued thrusting up into her body as she rode out her climax, gritting her teeth together and wining as he pressed himself into her tingling and sensitive folds. His enthusiasm added to the intensity and pleasure of the afterglow, but she was already so desperately lusting after his seed that it was all she could do to keep working toward bringing him to the peak of pleasure as she felt her own stamina quickly depleting. She had never exerted herself to this extent before, the older sister appearing amused at the spectacle of her younger sister throwing herself wholeheartedly into the sensual act.

If this had not been a predetermined arrangement between them, Sam probably would have been passed between the sisters until both of them had passed out from exhaustion, which would then be repeated for days on end. Fortunately for the human, however, the sisters intended on keeping their promise and let him go afterward, so such an event was not likely to occur.

The younger lamia continued to squeeze down on his member tightly, her face bright red and her hair soaked with his as well as her own sweat. She was feeling the strain from two consecutive orgasms without much pause or rest between them, and it was starting to have an effect on the speed at which she moved her hips to meet his. She was running out of steam, so to speak, but she was already rebuilding the pressure within herself for one last orgasm, hoping that she could hold out long enough to receive his seed lest she pass out before fully completing the mating process.
 
Sam could feel the anticipation in the younger Lamia's body; their groins smacked together loudly as their pleasures escalated that final, synchronized crescendo. He kept his hands firmly planted on her backside, forcing his thick meaty member deep inside her as his thrusting never let up, its length throbbing as his balls began to tingle. He could feel just how how she was, her hair falling from around the back of her head her to create a curtain-like cover over both their faces, sticking to him slightly from the sweat of her efforts.

Soon he could not hold back any longer; he gave a rather loud grunt as his cock thrust upward for the final time, his flared head pushing against her cervix as he unloaded everything he had left inside her. Thick, creamy jets of heated sperm filled her womb, the amount heating her belly even further as his cock pulsated within her as his load was emptied. The whole time he kept his firm grip on her, letting their bodies be pressed together as his climax overtook him, making him tremble with each large shot let out deep inside her.
 
"Y-yes... Let it all out inside!" the younger lamia writhed in pleasure as she felt his thick seed injected into her demanding sex. Her eyes glazed over slightly as she felt him hold her firmly in his hands, holding her in place as he filled her to the brim with his hot, sticky fluids. she had never felt so complete, so entirely given over to bliss before as her womanhood spasmed around him and soaked up his cum. Her strength finally gave out as his ejaculation finally ceased and she laid down limply on top of her lover and passed out from exhaustion.

"I'm sorry, but I think she was a bit too enthusiastic for her first time," the older lamia helped Sam detangle himself from her sister as her lower body was still wound around him as she slept, "She will be able to help fix your projection device when she wakes up, so don't worry about that."

Gnome appeared beside Sam, still pouting and still bothered by his actions but she hurried over to her contractor and after grasping his softened member in her hands began to lick the sexual fluids from off of it. She didn't say anything to him verbally, but she seemed to be trying to say via her actions that he might have agreed to mate with them on this occasion, but his member actually belonged to herself and herself alone.
 
Sam grunted as the younger sister milked his cum from him, her coils squeezing his body tightly as she lost herself in the throes of pleasure; he felt her upper body collapse on his as she passed from the strain. He was pretty exhausted too, having cum so much in three times in quick succession; his whole body soaked in sweat, his hair matted to his body due to the heat from the outside and the heat of the moment.

"At least she enjoyed herself. That's what counts, right?" he then said in a very tired tone. Sam worked weakly as he helped the elder Lamia unravel her sister from him; he felt like he had no strength whatsoever. "Well, that's fine by me, I need to rest anyway." he then replied, his breath heavy and somewhat labored as he laid down on the hard ground. He looked down when he felt something grab his flaccid manhood; he lifted his head up to see Gnome cleaning his shaft. He just laid his head back down, saying weakly "Sorry, Gnome". He did feel guilty with respect to Gnome; but, he felt that holo-disk had important information on it.
 
Gnome didn't appear to be particularly upset at Sam as she finished cleaning him and laid down beside him, her head resting on his shoulder and her hands folded beside her as she glared daggers at the two lamias. She didn't say a thing, but anyone could tell she wasn't pleased with how things turned out.

They kept their promise, however, and simply let him rest and recover from their activities. The sunlight began to slowly descend toward the horizon and the afternoon sun became gradually less intense. Gnome appeared to be asleep, dozing off while using her contractor as a make-shift pillow of sorts, but she always kept an eye on the two snake women just in case.

By that time, the younger lamia had already woken up and was working on the holo-disk and the projector, fiddling with it in a knowledgeable manner while making a wide variety of strange faces as she worked. The older lamia simply laid on her side and smiled in a contented manner and watched over the group, possibly on guard against any danger that might approach or simply enjoying the spectacle. Either way, she didn't seem interested in jumping Sam again, despite how suspicious Gnome still was of the two of them.

"Here," the younger lamia handed back the two items, "I managed to stabilize the information that remains on the disk, but be careful with it since it is still terribly old. I'm not sure why you have such a strong interest in this information, though, since its all pretty much stuff you should already know from your own experiences here."

The Lamia shrugged and slithered over to her older sister, "A deal is a deal, however, so who am I to complain. If you ask me, I think we still got the better end of the exchange."

"Thank you again, darling," the older lamia winked at Sam before taking her sister's hand and turning to leave, "Oh, and one more thing... If you are looking to take down the succubus, you might need more than just the power of the elementals to... coerce her into letting you leave this planet. Be sure to make strong bonds like the one you share with gnome. I'm sure they will come in handy when things look grim."

With that, the two of them took off across the hard earth back toward the abandoned human settlement, the younger lamia busily chatting and giving details about her experience with Sam as they headed toward the horizon.

Gnome stuck her little pink tongue out at them as they finally left, then looked back over at Sam with wide eyes without saying a word. She trusted that he already understood that he had hurt her feelings but that she understood why he had done so. It was all the vile seductress's faults!
 
Sam just rested, feeling Gnome lay her head on his shoulder as he laid on the hard earth; despite how cold it was becoming as the sun set, Sam still felt incredibly warm. He could hear small noises coming from the younger Lamia as she upheld her end of the bargain. When it was all said and done, Sam replied to her comment, "Maybe you're right, but I'll never know unless I see it for myself."

When the elder Lamia thanked him and gave that sultry wink, Sam returned with a cursory nod at the serpent-woman's advice. Sam looked down after watching the Lamia disappear to see Gnome looking at him, her eyes wide and doe-like. He gave a sigh and said, "Look, Gnome, I'm sorry for what I did; but this disk might hold information I can use. Even if it is stuff I should already know, perhaps it will give me a new way to look at things." With that he sat up and placed the disk back inside the holo-reader.

The hologram of the aged scientist reappeared, "Your life could be great peril! You need to find a shuttle and get off this planet!" The hologram then heaved a disappointed sigh before continuing, "I just wish I had more time......But in the end that's all it comes down to, isn't it? Time, there's never enough of it."

"Ain't that the truth." Sam added in his mind, then turned his attention back to the hologram, which seemed to be turning into more of a confessional than a warning, "When we first landed here in Earth-year 5292, we were initially surprised to see these humanoid species. It was so strange, but they weren't hostile. Now it's 5341 and we had just finished documenting the species on the planet and were so close to finding out why the males were dying out. Then the attacks began; immaculately preserved corpses from the desert tombs and graveyards started rising up and taking human males captive, the same with gigantic flowers containing a woman inside and other species of humanoid creatures. It was madness;it still is actually, as I'm locked in a supply closet, hoping those monster woman don't get their hands on me. I'll be heading to Wathire once the coast is clear; that's the closest evacuation site, even if it is ridiculously far."

The hologram paused again and said, "Though I will have warned you to get off this planet as soon as possible, if you're still reading this - and I applaud you if you were patient to endure my rambling - then head to the town of Nexus; there's a data terminal that contains more information about this planet. Good luck, and god speed." The holo-disk then faded like it was supposed to; the message was over. Sam just sat in silence........this was heavy. The planet was colonized, and were subsequently driven off because the local populations began attacking human settlements - for mates, apparently, if what Gnome was saying was to be held true. "Well, looks like we have our next destination, huh, Gnome?" he then said; if there was more information that could be had, then he wanted it.
 
"Its alright," Gnome looked away, still somewhat upset but willing to let things go rather than blow things out of proportion, "Even if you were to ignore me as soon as you find a way to get back to that Rachel woman that you so adore, I will remain by your side for the rest of my life. That is the agreement that I made with you when we formed our contract, and I trust that no matter what you will never completely forget me. That much is enough for me."

She listened intently to the message on the hologram, curiously watching the long-dead man discuss what was at the time current news. For her, however, this was a story which she had heard told time and time again, with some exceptions. She didn't know that a complete database of the species on the planet had been completed and stored at some secure location. That much was a surprise to her. She didn't know exactly what had caused the male epidemic which resulted in the attacks on the human settlements, but she had a feeling that there might be some clues hidden in the data files.

"I know where that is" Gnome nodded and slid off of Sam, "I believe that is where my own mother found her contractor. We should be able to get there within two or three day's journey from here."

She stood up and took Sam's hand to help him up before vanishing back into spirit form and re-entering her contractor's body.
 
Sam took Gnome's hand and stood up; he still felt a bit exhausted from having had such passionate sex three times. It was clear all the sex he did have so far was beginning to take a toll on his body; despite being more physically defined, his energy was becoming less and less. There were actually small black circles under his eyes, signs of the exhaustion he felt. He'd need a small while to recuperate before being able to satisfy anyone. But, he just smiled and reassured Gnome, "You're right, Gnome, I will never be able to forget you. So don't worry about that; I'll be happy to have you by my side even if I manage to make it off this planet." He realized that this was probably true for the other elementals as well; but he would just wait and see.

"Alright then, Gnome.......Tell me where to go." he then said, wondering what other kinds of creatures live on this planet; a part of him didn't really want to know, but another part of him did want to know for the purpose of being able to hopefully avoid certain areas. At the thought of areas, his mind briefly wandered to Talbor's instructions of reaching the North Shore; however, he was still fairly lost and thus discarded it from his mind. He wondered momentarily how she was doing, the same went for Ruby, Rose and Marina. But he wasn't anything if not adaptable; that was a necessary condition for his previous life and very much applied to his current situation. He knew he'd probably have stop a few times along the way; with any luck he would find an abandoned house or something to sleep in, whether the likelihood of an attack would hopefully be lower.
 
"Just keep going straight from here, which should be north-west," Gnome replied, "I have a good internal compass since the planet's magnetic field is generated in the ground itself. We shouldn't get lost as long as I have plenty of energy..."

The earth elemental blushed slightly, as she was evidently remembering and replaying their recent activities in her own mind. For most of the night, however, she remained silent as she and Sam traveled under the cover of darkness. The bare surroundings seemed to stretch on forever, the cold and bitter wind nipping at his exposed skin. Gnome realized that if they didn't find shelter quickly, that Sam might simply pass out from exhaustion and exposure to the cold. She therefore directed him toward what she thought was a nearby cave. She knew the dangers of monster girls residing inside the cave as well, but it was worth the risk if it would reduce the strain on his body that she knew would soon start to take a tole on his health.

As teh distant rock formation came into view, it was indeed a cave. It was a large one, too, standing nearly ten feet tall and twenty feet wide, it opened up like a wide mouth bursting forth from the desert sand and dirt.

"It should be safe for now, I don't sense any monsters," Gnome reassured him. As they steppe dinside, she began to get a bit anxious.

"Um, Sam... I feel something strange ahead... but its not a monster, so I'm not sure what it is exactly," she said in a nervous tone.

Before them was what appeared to be two paths, the top one reaching further into the cave while the lower one was blocked off with metal barricades and what appeared to be a iron door for human use! It was heavily worn and seemed to be locked, but that wouldn't be much trouble for Gnome to unlock. Peering in through the window on the door, one could see a ring of a few dozen humans inside, both male and female, huddled about a fire with thick cloaks rapped around their shoulders.
 
Sam followed Gnome's directions; though his whole body wasn't exposed, the top half of his had quickly become rotten and finally fell apart. Though he didn't know it, it was the water from his getting dragged under that did it in; the fabric wasn't meant to get that wet and it was a miracle the whole thing didn't fall apart by itself. Arriving at the cave, he quickly noticed some glinting deeper in the cave itself; he soon found it to be a large metal door. He then saw there was a window in the door; as he walked up to it, however, he was soon bathed in blinding light. Sam cringed, bringing his hands up to conceal his eyes.

"You out there! Identify yourself!" he heard a voice call out; it sounded....human! "M...my name is Sam. Samuel Dellsman, I'm a human!" At this, there was a scurry of voices, "Quick, Flash Team to the front gate!" "Get him inside! Those things will be waking up soon!" At that the large iron door swung open; a small squadron of humans came out, armed with ultraviolet beam emitters. That was military grade hardware they were carrying, not exactly easy to come by. "Where'd they get those?" he thought to himself before he was dragged inside, the gate quickly closing behind them as everyone was re-sealed in the compound.

He was quickly led in front of a fire; he then looked to see someone kneeling beside him, "My god, I thought we were the only ones left on this planet! How long were you out there?" Sam just stuttered, still warming up from the cold, "I....I do...don't know, a week or two? A month? This planet...screwed up my internal clock, I don't know."

(Let's not have them attack yet, give ol' Sam a bit of a break)
 
"That's fairy normal," someone else around the fire spoke up as he gestured to an empty space beside him, "But I am surprised that you managed to get here without being taken. I mean, its hard enough to get food and water out there without being raped or worse, taken as a permanent husband."

"Dude, you're giving me chills just from talking about it, geez," another man replied as he wrapped his arms around his own shoulders and shivered from the cold.

"We have somehow managed to barricade ourselves inside like this, but there is no telling how long it will last. We will probably have to move again before the week is out," the first man continued, "You are certainly welcome to join us, but I can't say you will fare much better with us than by yourself. The monsters seem to be attracted to large groups of people much more easily."

"I dunno, John," the second man looked over Sam with a suspicious eye, "There is something about him that's a bit strange... I can't quite place my finger on it though."
 
Sam shook his head, "Truth be told, I was taken....several times. However, certain events led to my eventual escape and well here I am now." The first man looked surprised, "You got away? How? I thought all the monsters here just took who they wanted." Sam shook his head, "Not all of them are like that; the ones I've met are actually quite pleasant to be around and very helpful."

He then looked at the man and asked, "But more to the point, how long have you all been here? On this planet?" The same man that sat him down replied, "I've only been here about 15 years, as I was born on this world; though from what I've been told, my parents were part of the original group that was abandoned after they evacuated the planet of all human life. And our group is actually a split from a larger group, if my grandparents are to be believed; there were three thousand 'Stranded', as we've been called, that split up to avoid getting caught together. I don't know where the other groups are, or if they're even still around."

Sam looked around the cave; there were stone huts, obviously people's houses. Bows and arrows and clubs could be seen as well; these people had been reduced to cavemen, in terms of living conditions anyway. "Seems like you guys have it pretty rough." The man shook his head, "It's not what our folks were used to, but we adapted. In truth, I would love nothing more than to get the hell off this rock, but seeing as we can't find a spacecraft worthy enough to fly, we're stuck." "I know the feeling" Sam added mentally; he wasn't even sure if his craft was there anymore. Some assholes probably destroyed it, either to keep him here or just because it looked 'threatening'.

When the second man commented about his being strange, Sam noticeably paused; of course they'd notice something strange. He'd been around a lot of monster women, and even had one 'living' inside his body. "Uh...strange? Whatever do you mean?" Sam asked him; the last thing he needed was his own kind shoving him out defenseless. With any luck, it was just that someone recognized him as Samuel Dellsman, 'entrepreneur extraordinaire' and 'revolutionary genius' as some tabloids had called him. But given that these people had been here probably before he was born, it seemed very unlikely, unless there happened to be a very well-preserved telecopy laying around.
 
"So you were taken a few times?" the second man's eyebrows raised slightly, "I see, so that might explain a few things. I just thought that there was something a bit off about you, but I suppose its probably just fatigue. I don't know what you possibly could have done to get them to actually act civilized. I mean, most of the ones around here don't even bother talking to you before, after, or during the entire rape."

He seemed to have quite a sour disposition toward the monster girls to say the least, and wouldn't hear anything of them acting in anything but an animalistic manner. He didn't want to talk about it, but he had seen his own father taken from his family with his own eyes, and the look of lust mixed with fear that he had seen in his father's expression gave him a firm sense of disgust with the monster girls regardless of their appearance or feelings. To him, they were nothing more than animals in heat that happened to have a somewhat human appearance.

The first man, apparently named John, merely shrugged, "I'm just glad you managed to find us, Sir. You seem to have gone through a lot."

"You would have no idea," Gnome shook her head, but as she was inside Sam's body at the time no one else could see or hear her.

"The worst part I suppose would be how curious they are. If anything at all changes from how they are used to seeing things, they get suspicious and head in to investigate. Of course, that often means that they can find us no matter where we hide," John continued.

A simple overview of the survivors would reveal that they were all relatively young, without children or older people of either gender. If they had any children, they were being carefully guarded lest the boys be taken away or the girls placed in danger. Some monster girls would consider human girls to be a threat.
 
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