Abducted! Yenpointfive-Moon Struck Fox

[FoxWriter]

It was a perfectly, ordinary average day for most of the creatures that scuttled about on the planet earth, for most of them it was also a very beautiful day, bright sun and blue sky and pretty fluffy clouds with birds singing, bees humming and flowers all in bloom. For one such human however, his day was not so ordinary, oh it had started out more than ordinary, with his job and his life, his home, pets, and friends and family all the same as always as day after day passed by again and again in a never ending cycle of perfect monotony. But by the afternoon, he would have been struck over the back of the head as soon as he was completely alone, as if someone had taken to mugging him. The strange part about it was, though he had felt something touch the back of his head, and he had immediately lost consciousness after, there had been no pain whatsoever.

When he woke, he was laying on a bed, perfectly soft and comfortable with thick blankets and pillows that cocooned him in comfort. There was nothing else in the tiny little room though. There was a toilette, and a sink, and that was it. The room itself was what was the strange part. Every inch of it was some sort of very strange blue metal, that was completely seamless. There was no door, no window, not even a gap where the wall met the floor and ceiling. Only thin slits all along the room that let air in and out of the tiny area. He was sealed in, and he had no chance for escape and even worse... he was completely naked, and still damp from being bathed. Even his skin, so clearly whatever had happened, it had only just happened. He had been scrubbed completely clean, but it didn't look like anything else had happened to him, then again, there where plenty of terrible things that could be done to a person while they where asleep.

He was left completely alone for what seamed like hours, and could easily have been as long, or even just a few minutes. There was absolutely no way to tell the time in that tiny little room, no way to judge how long he had been in there, only a single light source that was the ceiling, all of which was glowing like a single light bulb so there wasn't even a flicker of shadows. Suddenly, a section of the wall dropped, revealing a doorway that went from ceiling to floor, and in it was standing the most unusual creature earth could imagine. It was distinctly female,, but it had horns, massive feathered wings, and an inhuman grace and beauty. It even had a long, thin tail that was just as long as her entire body was, in the same color as her hair, wings, and horns. She held a tray of food, which was steaming in the light. She offered him a smile, flashing a hint of Fang, and her golden eyes, which held no other color, nor pupil, where fixed on him, as if waiting for a reaction. “You are finally awake Earthling. Greetings, I am Alma, your Caretaker, I have brought you food and drink for you to enjoy.” without warning, a table rose in the middle of the room, as if it had always been there, following it was a chair where he could sit and eat his meal. “eat your meal, and then we shall speak of things.”

 

[Yenpointfive]

There are times when you are at a complete loss for words but still feel that you should say something. The difficulty of coming up with the right word anyway tends to rise as the formality of the situation rises. Apparently this particular moment wasn't very high on the list since Rick decided to go with "Fuck." He would later come to hope that if history books had a chance to talk about this moment they would quote him on that. It nicely summed up the situation of a wall sliding open to reveal a winged woman with fangs and golden eyes.

He pulled away from the bed and drew himself up to his full height, looking her straight in the eye as she began to speak. By comparison he was far from an imposing enemy. He was tall but more slender than muscular. Sure, she might not be any stronger than he was, but appearances could be deceiving and even if they weren't those horns were nothing to fuck with. Even with the situation being what it was he found a moment to glance down at her figure, finding what he saw rather pleasing. He was fairly handsome as well, having dark hair and light green eyes to go with his pleasant face. He wore a simple red shirt and some blue jeans along with it at the moment

When she extended the tray of food to him he glanced at it for a moment and then back up to her. Something told him that if she wanted to poison him she'd have done it already so he decided to at least try the food, though he didn't sit down just yet. "I'm Rick. I don't suppose you'd like to tell me where I am or what you are, Alma..." he said.

 

[FoxWriter]

the Alien smirked at him again, watching him intently, her eyes trailing along his completely naked body as if assessing him for the ability to bear young. "Rick, not bad for a Human Name." she admitted as she let him take the food. on it was a slab of pearly white meat that almost looked like crab and tasted like a mix of crab and salmon, a heap of slightly baked purple leaves that looked like Cabbage but tasted like sweetness, and a pile of cubed reddish purple fruit that tasted like honey and milk. "You are on board the Teaino. an Exploratory Ship that is traversing the Milky Way in search of intelligent life... which we have found!" she looked very pleased by that. "we had long known of Aumoria... what you would call, Earth, yes? but we did not know that there was intelligent life upon it." she admitted simply. "i am an Ithreanian, we are from the planet Ithrea, about four point five billion light years from this current location... we are stationed, as of now, at the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy so that your Human Space Probes cannot locate us." she admitted simply as she settled onto a second chair that had suddenly appeared.

"You are here because we need one of your kind to... study, for lack of a better word. you are not the only one we have abducted, there are, in total, one hundred and fifty humans on board. some male, some female... i think those are the right words, yes? it is strange to have two genders." she admitted, making a slightly baffled look. "once you have been inoculated of Ithreanian diseases, and cleansed of human ones, you will be free to wander the ship as you please... a Healer will be here soon to give you a medical scan and to assess any damages you might have sustained before coming on board before inoculating you. we can't have you getting sick after all." she admitted simply, studying him intently. "now eat your meal. we have already tested them against your own Earth foods, and have come to the conclusion that it will not adversely effect you." she assured him. "the other humans have already exclaimed delight in the taste of our foods. and many of them where very pleased by the method of the inoculations." Alma admitted simply. "once the medical procedures are done, i will give you back your sanitized earth clothing, and lead you to your living quarters. this is merely a sanitary holding room, to ensure we don't spread any diseases." she admitted before waving him to eat his meal.

as promised, as soon as he was done eating, the door/wall slid down again and another Ithreanian appeared, this one had soft blue colorings, and she was carrying what was clearly a medical bag. she didn't even give him a chance to protest, she just opened her bag and started poking and prodding at him with various instruments, all the while chattering in a strangely beautiful language that was almost like birds chirping and singing. as she spoke, it became clear who, or rather what she was speaking to. there was a hovering screen that was just 'hanging around' and every word she spoke was written onto the screen in glowing symbols that was obviously their language. she took the time to fondle him, measuring his cock and balls and examining his ass very intently before changing gloves and turning her attention to his eyes, his nose, his ears and his mouth before she finally stopped touching him and turned to her bag again, grabbing what looked like a security Wand. she ran it over every inch of his body and an image of him appeared on the screen, showing every injury he'd ever had, from scrapes and bruises, to broken bones and concussions.

then she nodded, taking in any damages he currently had and picked up what looked like a mix between a gun and a hair dryer. she loaded in a massive bullet, pressed it to his arm and with precise intentions 'pulled the trigger'... there was no pain, just a tingling sensation and when she pulled the gun away there was a bright black Tattoo. two wings wrapped around a scepter with the numbers 25-A underneath it. a medical Tattoo that would let anyone dealing with him, make it easy to find files on him. and with that she examined him again, nodded, and left. "and that's that." Alma stated looking amused. "that marking there, holds all the medicine you will need. it will fade to a silver later, enough that you won't be able to see it but in certain lights." she assured him. "the.. ink, you call it? will fix any damages you have to your person, kill any diseases in your system, and protect you from such things as Feather Rot and Nest Cough." she admitted. "you might feel a little sickly, feverish and you may develop a cough, but it won't last any longer than a few Earth Cycles... er, rotations? i beleive you call them 'days'. in any case, you will be limited to this room until it is evident you will not fall ill from the inoculation. we will know in about an... you call it Hour? well we will know soon if you will have any adverse effects. once we are certain you won't fall ill, or you recover, we will move you to your new living quarters."

 

[Yenpointfive]

Rick was a rather well endowed young man, though somehow he couldn't help but feel self conscious about the way she eyed him. He kept his eyes on the food, not wanting to meet her gaze and get any sort of indication of what she was thinking. He'd rather not know. "You could have asked." He said, obviously annoyed by his current situation. He tore into the food, eating quickly but politely. The fruit ended up disappearing quickest. Whatever the hell that was, Earth needed to start growing them. Rick was obviously at a loss as to what to do with this information. He considered telling them to let him go but somehow he doubted that they'd have a hundred and fifty humans still here if you could just ask to be put back where they found you. So he found himself hanging on the one bit of information that he could actually do something with. "Wait a second, you only have one gender?" he asked, looking her up and down before adding in. "You're all female?" It seemed a fairly safe guess.

He was alright with the Ithreanian medic looking him over and stood up to let her get a better look before immediately regretting his compliance. He'd managed to avoid blushing when Alma looked him over but now that the healer was straight up fondling him he couldn't help it. "Does she really need to do this?" He asked, his cock hardening up far more obediently than he'd have liked it to. By the time she took her measurements he was hard as a rock. He was a little over ten inches at full length and had a nice plump pair of balls to go with his manhood. "I realize you bought me dinner first but this is getting a little ridiculous." he said to the medic, pretty sure that she didn't speak English like Alma did. As soon as she quit playing with his cock he found himself wishing that she never stopped, mostly since her attentions turned to his rear. "If you pull out anything that so much as looks like it could be called a "probe" I'm not cooperating with this anymore." He warned, knowing Alma could translate if it came to that.

When she pulled out the tattoo gun and loaded it he kept his mouth shut. He expected it'd hurt but frankly, alien diseases didn't sound like anything he wanted. Might as well suck it up and... nevermind, that didn't hurt at all. "Cool. When you're paying back our people for kidnapping us remind us to ask for a couple of these." He said as he checked out his new tattoo. He looked back at Alma while she explained what might happen to him. He cringed a bit at the name Feather Rot but didn't bother to ask what it was. As much fun as being naked was he couldn't shake that uneasy feeling he got when the healer had been prodding him and decided to grab his bedsheets. Toga parties apparently taught useful life skills as he quickly turned the sheet into a toga, speaking to Alma as he did. "So, what are we doing while we wait for me to start coughing my lungs up?" He asked.

 

[FoxWriter]

she snorted a little. "and been shot for our efforts. we've seen what you humans do to Aliens. you blow them up! shoot them! cut them open and harvest their organs!" and someone, apparently, had been watching too much Earth Television. "yes we only have one gender and no we are not female... well, not only female." she admitted with a small shrug, or what amounted to as a shrug being that she used her wing and not her shoulder. "and yes, she needs to do that, it is for the fertility and Libido studies." she stated simply examining the well sized cock. "very impressive though." she admitted, looking amused. "you are one of the largest on board." she admitted with a nod. "you will be most popular." she admitted happily before snickering as he complained about being probed. "oh do calm down, we won't probe you until much later." Alma teased, her eyes glittering with amusement. it was astonishing to see that with no pupils or colors, but she was definitely amused. "oh don't worry we will compensate you for your troubles here." Alma promised, rolling her eyes. "at least your not going on and on about needing to go to 'work' whatever that is. apparently it's very time consuming and addictive."

she watched him fashion make shift clothes out of the sheet and nodded a little. "very clever, i had not thought of that." she admitted simply. "in any case, it is physically impossible for one of your species to cough your lung out... though you could rupture one, you are a perfectly healthy male specimen, and the actuality of that happening are very slim." she assured Ryan. "the most you'll get is a fever, a mild cough, and maybe some aches and pains." she assured him. "nothing at all like your own earth inoculations." she stated with a sniff. "we can do something entertaining if you like, we have a few Earth games on board. our own games proved to be too complex i think." she admitted. "or we can speak with one another, i know you must be curious about how you got here and what we are. it won't be long before we know if you are safe to travel the ship." she promised him. "i will also show you a few of the benefits of living here." she admitted with a small smirk, pressing a small indentation on the Table. "Diate, please." she ordered, and a hole dropped out of the table, leaving a hole just big enough that he could have crawled into it if he wanted. but just as suddenly as it appeared, the hole vanished, it was almost like an Elevator, and on top of it was the large purple fruit that he had enjoyed so much, the one that tasted like honey and milk.

"in your full time Living Quarters, there is a full book of the foods available to you." she admitted. "we have even turned many of our foods into Earth Similarities, like your Sal-ad." she stumbled a little at the foreign word. "we don't have lettuce, or too-mato or the dressing of Ranch, but we have items that look similar. the females on board are worried about their 'sugar' intake. our food is apparently much sweeter than what you are used to, but everything on board is perfectly healthy for humans. we ensured it." she admitted. "it would not do to make you sick with bad foods after all." she smiled a little. "we also have a very nice swimming area for you to entertain yourself with, humans appear to enjoy swimming. and we have a large park like area where you can hang out, play with a few animals or even exercise." she admitted with a nod. "so you won't be miserable here at least... i shouldn't think so anyway, and we won't keep you for forever, just a few... what do you call them? Moon Cycles... months? yes months. then if you desire you will be returned directly to wherever you want to be dropped off at." she assured him. "many have already decided to stay though, they like it here apparently. i've no idea why, but they will make good homes back on our planet if they decide to return to Ithrea with us." she admitted before reaching over and feeling his forehead, checking for a fever.

 

[Yenpointfive]

"Those are just movies. We've never met aliens before." He said simply. "Surely you didn't get this far without making up a few stories along the way." He suggested, surprised that they'd managed to get television without realizing that the vast majority of it was fiction. Rick didn't bother to ask about the gender issue again. It wasn't that it didn't interest him, there were just tons of other questions that came to mind, the first of which had more to do with his own genitalia than with hers. "You're seriously studying our junk?" He asked with a little laugh before her explanation of him being among the largest shut him up, prompting both a blush and a bit of a smile. He couldn't help but feel a bit proud after having heard that. "You better be joking about that." He said when Alma mentioned probing. He was fairly sure, judging from her amused expression, that she was messing with him. It was pretty much either that or she was amused at the idea because she was actually looking forward to probing him and he really didn't want to think about that option.

Rick opened his mouth to question how she didn't know what work was and then shut it again, looking fairly dumbfounded. The idea that somehow or another they'd managed to come across the vastness of space and kidnap him without at least some of their species working in boring and menial jobs sounded stranger than everything else thusfar. "I didn't like my job much anyway. If and when I get home I'm thinking I'll just sell the movie rights to this story and be set for life." He said as he finished up his toga. He grinned a little bit when she mentioned that she hadn't considered that option, happy to have pulled one over on his captor. "For a while this was standard clothing. Now it's something reserved for festivities within scholarly institutions." He said proudly. Rick really hoped that this went on record and some alien scholar was going to be pissed when they figured out what a toga party actually was.

He scooped the fruit up off the table and looked it over before taking a bite out of it, looking suitably impressed by the food delivery service. "I'm sure I'm going to enjoy eating everything your cooks can manage to come up with." He said, happy for the chance to try some exotic cooking if not necessarily about the rest of his situation. Listening to the rest of what she had to offer prompted a smile now and then, particularly when she mentioned animals. "Sounds like fun. I always thought that domesticating dogs was one of the best things my species ever did." He said with a smile, though it was followed by a sudden cough. He was a little bit warm when she rested her hand on his head. "Guess I'm one of the lucky ones, huh?" He asked after stifling another cough. "So, about these Ithreanian games..." He prompted, looking for something to take his mind off of his new cold.

 

[FoxWriter]

she blinked at him. "you mean the things on your television are lies!?" she asked, looking baffled, as if the concept of a lie was just... unnatural. "yes we are studying your mating habits." she admitted simply. "more for finding out if we can interbreed than anything else." she admitted with a simple shrug of her wing, her eyes glittering with unknown emotions as he complained about the probing. oh yes she would very much like to see about some probing of the personal kind... but later maybe. "you wore that as clothing?" she asked, touching the Toga. "hmm. like your Renascence festivals? those are fascinating." she admitted. "but it seams as though every part, celebration, or festivity you humans have, it is simply an excuse to get drunk and do silly things and fornicate with people you don't really like." well, she wasn't as stupid about the human culture as one might have thought. "most of our food isn't cooked." she admitted. "it's healthier to eat it raw... we do cook many of the meats, as there are bacteria in them that can make a person sick, but most of the food served is not actually cooked, it's just cut up, or mixed up to make it look pretty." she admitted simply before grinning.

"we do not 'domesticate'. our creatures are all very intelligent, enough that some will simply choose to live with us as an easier life, and in return some of them let us have goods from them, like fur, or milk." she admitted. "we can't eat the eggs from our creatures though, they are all laid with a poisonous slime coating them that can't be washed off. very bad to eat." she admitted simply as she grimaced at his fever. "yes, you are sick. it will only last a few Earth Days." she assured him. "i will take care of you." she promised him. "you lay down and rest, eat ad drink as much as you can and then rest." she ordered, gently feeling his forehead again before standing up. "i will go and get some games, and some books to entertain you with while you relax." she promised, sweeping out of the room. as promised she came back ten minutes later with three earth games, Chess, Monopoly, and Risk. there was also a large bag that looked like velvet, and a deck of cards as well as three or four books, one was an earth book, a biography of some guy named King Charles III and two Ithrean books translated into earth language, one on animals and plants and one on the technology, for curious humans obviously.

"here. this is one of the most popular Ithrean Games." she explained, dumping out the bag, revealing a massive metal... 3D puzzle like thing. "it fits together to make a Sphere." she admitted with a smile. "i would have gotten a two person game, but they have all been borrowed. i will try again later. puzzles are something Ithrean's love, and we are always trying to make harder, better puzzles to stump each other with." she admitted as she settled the supplies down on to the table. "how are you feeling? if you are aching, i can draw you a soothing bath?" she offered, her head tilted at him. honestly, she rather wanted to fondle him more than anything else, but that wasn't the point.

 

[Yenpointfive]

He was suddenly stuck realizing that this could all be a bit too close to Galaxy Quest and the Ithreanian ship very well might have been on the lookout for the USS Enterprise when they swooped in to pick up him and the others. The thought prompted a quick chuckle. "It's not really a lie. It's just a made up story. The actors pretend to be people they aren't and act out stories. Surely you wondered how some humans look exactly the same." He said, wondering just how they had rationalized seeing the same actors in different roles. "Yup. We used to. Honestly, it's kinda comfortable." He said, turning around once quickly in his toga to demonstrate the ease of movement. "Yeah, toga parties are kinda like Ren Faires in that we dress up like we used to for fun." He told her. Rick laughed when her assessment of human festivities contained mostly drinking and fucking. "Yeah... we do like doing both of those. But you're forgetting the ones where you go home to see your family, or the ones where you get to eat a bunch and watch things explode and look pretty. We do like our fireworks." He said. He didn't really make this sound a whole lot more reasonable but really, if you had to explain why human festivities were fun then they were probably never going to get it.

He was surprised when she mentioned that the animals weren't actually domesticated, wondering just how smart all of the animals were. Once the coughing had started he didn't really need her to tell him that he was sick. He laid back on the bed as she went to grab some entertainment. Part of him wondered if he could successfully get that wall to open. Somehow escape didn't really seem like a worthwhile idea, though giving them the slip and watching them try to find him for a little while sounded kind of funny.

When she returned a smile spread across his face. It looked as if her people had gotten a pretty good idea of what human games consisted of. He sat up in the bed to examine what she'd brought. Her choice of Earth books seemed a little off, though he imagined that was the result of having picked one that clearly wasn't made up. If he got a chance to get her something from Earth he was getting a novel and making her read it. When she dumpped out the bag he grinned a bit, picking up a couple of pieces and trying to fit them together with little success. "This is going to take me a while." He admitted, having obviously found what he'd be working on when he didn't have Alma to be his opponent.

When the questions turned back to him he paused for a moment to consider how he felt. "Not great. Not terrible. If you know how to make tea I'd take some of that." He suggested. When she offered to draw a bath for him it sounded less like an offer and more like a request. She seemed to want to get him into the tub and honestly a bath did sound pretty good right then. "Alright, I could stand a bath right about now." He agreed with a smile.

 

[FoxWriter]

she blinked at him for a long moment and then finally. "it is a make beleive? like little Ithreans when they pretend to be from other planets and the like?" she asked curiously. "fascinating... we might have to try such a form of entertainment." she nodded a little to herself and chuckled at his proclamation of his own clothing. "those without families do so. those without spend their time drinking and fornicating." she corrected him. "though we do enjoy the brightly colored sparks in the sky. an ingenious creation, and so beautiful!" she admitted with a nod. "and the human festival games are exciting as well. i like the one where you shoot the orange ball into hoops." she nodded a little. "though why you need so many people on the floor at the same time is beyond me... and why do the men in the big costumes race around with the egg shaped brown ball? is it got something important inside of it? is that why they fight over it so much?" clearly the idea of 'contact' sports where a little beyond her understanding.

"yes, it is a very challenging puzzle, it took me a week to complete that one." she admitted simply. "it is very good for relaxing to, so that your mind can think." she admitted with a nod before pausing. "Tea? that is a human thing, yes? i will see." she muttered, pulling a small... thing, from her pocket. in her hand was what looked like a touch screen phone, only it was glowing blue, made of a strange white metal, and was covered in strange symbols. "ah, we have a 'Chamoil' tea... she probobly meant chamomile. "a Jas-mean tea, and a pepper and mint tea." she looked up at him. "which would you like?" she asked before putting the order in on the table for the requested tea, and it came with milk, sugar, honey, and a strange purple liquid that was clearly alien in make, but tasted faintly like syrup. she smiled at him as he drank his cup of tea and she happily called up a bathtub, which was already filled up with warm water. she tested the water just to make sure it wasn't too hot for sensitive human skin, and then started adding liquids to the bathtub which made it bubble and froth for a moment before exploding into a bunch of pink bubbles, making her sputter and curse as they overflowed.

"i always add to much!" she complained, batting at the bubbles which had spread across the floor, no water, just bubbles which seamed resistant to popping unless you actually intended on popping them. "well that's alright anyway, the bubbles will do their job." she stated with a nod. "they will clean you completely, even clearing out the dirt from your pores, no need for scrubbing." she assured Ryan. "and they will help with the aches and pains you might be feeling later. they have a soothing effect." she watched him intently as he got naked again and slid into the bath, the warm water cradling him as the bubbles hid him from view. the pink water immidiatly made him tingle in a very pleasant way as the stuff in the water cleaned him. she left him to soak for only a few moments before her hand slipped into the water and started trailing up his leg, and then wrapping around his cock, stroking the length ever so gently, almost gracefully. her fingers warm, soft, and gripping just right. "just relax." she murmured, smiling as she fondled him gently. "let me take care of you."

 

[Yenpointfive]

Ryan nodded as she put fiction into the words that she understood. "You got it. The actors pretend to be different people, characters, and those characters act out a story. Some TV is about real stuff and they film it for educational purposes." He explained helpfully. When she mentioned 'festival games' he was confused until she started to explain basket ball. "You need that all your players because the other team has that many. And they need all their players because of all the players you have." he explained in a brilliant moment of circular logic. "But you can play the game one on one if you like." He added in. "Mostly they do it because they either get paid to or someone gives them a free education to do it. The point of the game is to take the ball over to the enemy team's side of the field more times than they can get it to your side." He explained. If he was still here when the NCAA rolled around again he was going to have a great time explaining college basketball tournaments to her.

"I'll take the jasmine." He decided, enjoying the chance to see how she went about ordering it. When his tea arrived he added some of the strange purple liquid to it. Normally he wasn't one to mess with his tea very much but he did like trying new things. He watched her summon up a bath tub while he finished off his tea, wondering if all of the strange blue metal that made up this ship could be shifted into whatever shape was desired.

He chuckled a bit when it became obvious that despite millions of lightyears between their two species they'd both invented bubble baths. "It'll be fine." He assured her as he stripped out of his toga and climbed into the bath, sighing as the warm water washed over him. He practically jumped when the tingling sensation set over his body but manged to avoid hopping back out of the tub. It was obvious that he wasn't quite sure what to think of it, then he started to blush a bit. When Alma moved to him and slipped her hand into the water he glanced over at her, already knowing where it was going as it brushed against his leg. "You were planning this, weren't you?" He asked softly as she wrapped her fingers around his cock. He was already hard when her fingers reached him. The tingling of the water felt great on his member. He was still blushing a little bit as she insisted on taking care of him. "Alright..." He said after a moment, not about to argue with such skillful work. "But no funny business..." He added in, still not quite sure he fully trusted these alien women with his body.

 

[FoxWriter]

she nodded. "so it is a make pretend. very interesting." she mused looking vaguely delighted by the idea. "oh, so the number of players is in the rules?" she asked curiously. "you have to have that many to play properly?" she asked before pausing. "what is the purpose of wearing very tight costumes and rolling along the ground on top of one another?" she asked, her head tilted. "there is always a fat man with black and white strips counting too, very strange..." wrestling! that one would seam very strange to an alien race. when he made his choice she pressed on the indentation and ordered "jas-mean tea." and it appeared. clearly all you had to do was make your order, just like at a fast food restaurant. "that is Necter. it comes from massive flowers that we can actually step inside and collect pollen and Necter from all on our own." she admitted with a small grin. "it is used for flavor enhancing, and we sometimes drink it straight. we also use it to make very tasty alcohol." she admitted with a nod pleased as he settled into the tub.

"of course, you have been hard all this time, it would be cruel of me not to offer you relief." she teased, smiling a little. "i am also simply curious about your human body, it is delightful to look at." she admitted. "and even more delightful to touch." she murmured happily before giving him a quizzical look. "Funny business? you wish for me to tell jokes?" she asked, looking utterly baffled, her head cocked to the side. "i'm afraid i don't know any Earth jokes..." she admitted before returning to her task at hand, stroking that delightful cock, her hands sliding up and down, fingering the head and stroking in-between the balls, simply enjoying the touching and the teasing of her new Human 'freind'. it would be good for him anyway, it was bad to let a cock stay hard. she tickled his balls, touching and stroking, her head tilted as she pondered what human men might and might not like. "what do humans enjoy?" she asked after a long moment. "is there something particular you would like me to do to you? some males seam to like us putting out fingers in them, and others jerk the second we move any lower than the balls as if we've stung them... it is hard to know what is safe to do and what isn't." she admitted, blinking at him, a smirk on her lips as she leaned forward. "i will do anything you want me to."

 

[Yenpointfive]

Rick nodded a bit. "For official games it is. You can play with more or less whatever number so long as the teams are even." He told her. When she brought up wrestling he sort of shrugged. "That one I'm not so sure about these days, but it's been around longer than all the others. A lot of people think that most of it's fake these days." He told her. As he drank his tea he tried to imagine what it'd be like to be able to walk into the inside of a plant. Then he remembered what a venus fly trap was and wasn't entirely sure that was a good habit to get into, though the Ithreanian's probably had long since figured out what would and wouldn't eat him if he messed with it.

He could tell that she was teasing him as she spoke up. She may have been doing this for him but it didn't take a mind reader to know that she was getting off on this too. He moaned softly as she stroked his cock with both hands, sighing when she tended to his balls as well. "I meant don't try anything strange." he said, realizing that 'funny business' didn't translate very well. "Well, we like being jerked off, and we like getting our cocks sucked or getting to fuck." He said, doubting very much that any of those things would be offputting to a race that gave handjobs to people they just met. When she asked if there was anything he wanted her to do his mind began to turn like clockwork with the possibilities all arguing their point. When she mentioned putting her fingers inside of him he found himself blushing again, a moan cutting him off before he could speak. "I'm not sure I'd like that..." He said. He didn't exactly say no, but then again, she got the feeling he'd never tried. "How about you talk dirty to me? I'd love to hear all the vulgar little details of what you'd like to do to me. And I wouldn't mind a little cock worship maybe..." He said, grinning nervously as he waited to see if she'd take offense at such a request.

 

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she pondered that for a moment and then nodded. "makes sense i suppose..." she muttered, frowning a little before she shrugged a little. "i don't know what is strange for a human." she admitted with a small grin. "you are the first i've actually met. i know the statistics from the other humans on board, but your the first human i've talked to." she admitted with a small chuckle. "your not sure? perhaps later, when your more comfortable, we can try, hmm?" she offered, promising him she wouldn't do it now, but there was no promises for not doing it in the future. she paused as he gave his orders and a grin fluttered across her lips as she slid into the bath with him, clothes and all. "there are so many things i'd like to do with you." she breathed, her hands stroking his cock, tickling and teasing as she worked his hard flesh. "i'd love to touch every inch of you. i'd love to mount you and let you fuck me so hard that i'm swollen with your seed by the time your done with me. i'd love to bend you over, stuff you full, and rock your world so hard you never want to leave again. i'd love to show you the aphrodisiacs, and the potions that can make a single touch feel like an orgasm. i would love to introduce you to our erotic animals and plants, all ready to pounce on helpless creatures and fuck them senseless." she whispered in his ear. "i would love to dress you in our finest silks, and declare you for all to see, as my sex slave." Sex slave meant different things to the Ithreans. a Sex Slave was a very highly prized position. they where so highly prized, that they got whatever they wanted, they where spoiled senseless, and they only had sex with those who they approved of. they where always creatures from other planets, and where often chosen because of their very desirable bodies. like humans with their plural genders. they where treated like young gods really.

she smiled as she lifted his hips up out of the water, showing how strong she really was, lifting him up had seamed so effortless, and it was clear she could do anything she wanted to him and he wouldn't be able to do a damn thing to stop her. instead she lowered her head and nuzzled his cock, her tongue licking and stroking at his cock, moaning as she pleasured him. "oh your cock smells so good. it's so big, so magnificent, so amazing,." she moaned, her tongue slicking up the side of his cock. "and you taste so delicious, so wonderful." she moaned before silencing herself as she simply sucked him into her mouth, and then down her throat with nary a gag no matter his impressive size. she simply sucked him down and started to bob her head, his length putting a bulge in her throat, not that she seamed to mind, nor care. she was so tight, wet, and warm around him, she had no doubt that he wouldn't last long.

 

[Yenpointfive]

Rick was surprised that this was Alma's first time with a human. She seemed perfectly comfortable with him. He nodded a little bit when she mentioned trying to fit her fingers inside of him. "Alright... if you're gentle I'll let you try it..." He said, looking both excited and nervous about the idea. He was surprised when she slipped into the bath with him but he rather liked how bold his request had made her. He slipped his arm around her and pulled her closer, groaning as she stroked his cock and told him what she'd like to do with him. His eyes widened as he was shocked to hear what she had to say. Ithreanians, he was quickly realizing, were rather hedonistic. He should have put a stop to that right then and told Alma there was no way she was getting to do that to him. Instead he thrust his hips back against her movements, purring into her ear. "Ohh mistress, thank you for stroking your poor slave's needy cock..." Rick didn't want to be a sex slave, at least he didn't think he did, but right at that moment he was very willing to play the part.

He was shocked at how strong Alma was, gasping as he was lifted from the water and shivering as the cool air played over his wet skin. He rested his hands on the edge of the tub to prop himself up as she nuzzled his cock. He moaned in unison with her as she began to lick his cock. "You're too kind mistress..." He gasped as she praised his manhood. Rick's voice caught in his throat when she took his cock into her mouth, the moan that should have been coming out as a breathless cry of pleasure. She had the poor human so turned on and her skill was so great that the second he felt her lips touch his base his cock let loose with a torrent of steamy cum, pouring down her throat like she'd just turned on a faucet. Without even thinking what he was doing he gripped her horns, holding her in place while his hips rocked against her, using her throat to coax a huge load from his cock.