A Unique Opportunity {darkest_fate&Just Another King}

[darkest_fate]

Rayen Yazzie took a deep breath as she felt the puffs of air around her. Pressurized, sanitized, cleansing air shot against her skin, making little bumps show upon it. It made the intricate tribal designs about her left forearm and right wrist look almost three dimension, Braille for the reading. It made her breath catch, her chest tighten. Twin dusky points of nipples formed upon her firm breasts. They'd just hit "C's" by most standards, somewhat generous, moreso given the mostly lean frame. Lush brown skin covered the rest of her, dotted without a hair below the waist. The lean body held a gentle curve, though the flesh about the abdomen had the tightness that showed that this particular scientist happened to take at least some care of her body as well as her mind. Long legs extended from there, and Rayen did at least wish they'd left her with shoes.

Her hazel eyes flicked upward where a readout explained that they were eliminating outside containments. Eagerness gripped the young woman, her gaze locking on the readout as if it were a starting line. As soon as it allowed permission, she'd be allowed to enter, to actually see what had only been hinted at for the first time. All those years of studying, dedicating herself to science, working hard at connecting old myths, not just her own peoples', but universally, to realities. Rayen's graduate thesis had actually proposed with a great deal of proof, that these legends not only existed, but likely were out there now. Her committee had turned her down... until an agency had applied pressure. They'd offered her the degree and her job.

Rayen took another deep breath, steadying herself. Years, so many years. Working to earn that scholarship. Earning ridicule for her appearance and her studies. Native American was bad enough, add on the jagged cut to what had been black hair so dark it almost shone blue... not to mention the brilliant red that streaked through it now, and she looked almost alternative. Her employment belied piercings, though she'd been tempted to pierce a nipple all the same. And she kept the tattoos simple: the two tribals, and a small flower for her namesake upon her upper thigh. The sort a researcher of her caliber could have. Still, some almost assumed she was some sort of alt-model, a Suicide Girl instead of a scientist.

The readout confirmed: she was good to go. Rayen stepped forward to the next room. Twin sprayers lowered, spinning. Within moments, a skintight layer of nanofibre wove about her body, containing and protecting her from the worst of it. Of course, it also clung like a second skin, highlighting her for everyone to see. She glanced up, knowing they were observing her as she headed inward. The heat smacked her in the face, and she raised her hand.

According to what she'd been told, she'd be receiving instructions only upon entrance. A specimen, some sort of new creature, mostly vegetable, but with an intelligence, would be waiting for her inside. Something fantastic... mandrake? Choking Creeper? Or maybe one of the many legends of her people? Rayen's excitement eclipsed the nagging feeling in her gut that they just might be asking something a little much of their new researcher. But given the pay, the situation, her drive... she'd do it.

Now Rayen just had to figure out what it is.

 

[Just Another King]

Atlas Technologies, just your every day international organisation, with it’s many fingers in as many pies as possible. Primarily an R&D company, Atlas Tech makes it’s profit from developing cutting edge technology, the kind that goes into smartphones, tablets and video games consoles. They also have military applications programs along with nonlethal alternatives for law enforcement agencies around the world. But it doesn’t just stop with the hardware. Atlas Tech has many tendrils branching off into many different areas of research; they cover everything from medicine & drugs, to software programming, even manufacturing. They even have departments devoted to the hypothetical, such as the possibilities of alien life and how to find it, advanced human abilities that could only be described as superpowers and much more. And that’s just the stuff they research in view of the public.

Below the surface there is another side to Atlas Tech. Monsters, magic and myths. The kind of things that most people write off as fairy tales or legends; stories to tell their children before bed. But to Atlas, they are real. Atlas Tech dwells in two worlds, the mundane world of everyday humans and the world of monsters, living on the edge of the former. Established centuries ago, the organisation has survived and changed, taking on different names. Now, Atlas work in the shadows, monitoring these mythical beings, making sure the worlds of monster and men don’t come crashing together. Where they can, they work in partnership with the more intelligent beings, rehoming those that they can and helping them to blend in. As for the more… feral or bestial monsters? They capture them, keep them contained. Of course there is also a lot to be learned with regards to these creatures and to do so Atlas has recruiters all across the world seeking out the brightest minds to join them in their efforts.

This is where Rayen comes in. When the recruiter that first approached her saw her, he had, like most others, come to the conclusion that she was some kind of alt-model. Perhaps in another life that’s what she would have been. But after reading her thesis, and then rereading it numerous times along with her other work, the recruiter knew that Atlas needed her. And there was an opening in a department that could benefit from someone who was not only wicked smart, but also extremely beautiful. So Atlas stepped in, applied pressure where they needed to and made sure Rayen got her degree. Then they made sure they got Rayen. Offering her a very competitive salary and much persuasion, they got her. Sure it wasn’t he most… conventional research role, but given the possibilities how could anyone turn it down. So Rayen found herself shipped to a remote Atlas Technologies research facility dedicated to mythical beings. Their mission? To study the sexual nature & activities of these beings, with especial consideration for how they interact sexually with humans.

Entering the room, protected from the worst by the nano fibre, Rayen would feel the heat and humidity. After all the creature was from the rainforest. Entering it’s habitat, Rayen would see that the room was huge. Grass, moss and vines covered the floor, with more vines crawling up some of the walls. The creature in question appeared to be a huge tree, but in place of branches it appeared to have countless tendril like appendages. They seemed to sway in some imaginary breeze, with luscious purple fruits. The trunk of the tree appeared to be covered in a solid bark, where as the tendrils looked to be somewhat softer. High up in the walls of the habitat were black, one-way windows behind which were no doubt countless scientists, all watching and monitoring. Suddenly there came a voice over a speaker.
“Ahem, hello Rayen,” it began, masculine and deep, “I’m sorry we’ve not had a chance to formally meet yet, my name is Vix. I’m to be your handler. We can hear everything inside the habitat, so if you have any pressing questions then fire away, but let’s try and keep the formalities till later, shall we?” He asked, pausing for a moment before continuing.
“So we don’t have a name for this creature yet, however we believe it’s some kind of relative of the man-eating Yateveo tree.” there was a pause as, perhaps, someone told him that it would have been prudent to exclude the man-eating part of that sentence. “However this one is harmless! Somehow it has evolved to feed on more… carnal desires. It’s dormant for the moment and in fact on interacts with it’s prey once they have taken a bite of it’s fruit. So whenever you’re ready if you’d like to take a bite from one. Don’t worry they’re rather harmless, quite sweet in fact.” He explained, neglecting to mention that the fruit also contain a potent aphrodisiac.

 

[darkest_fate]

The voice startled Rayen, even though she'd been expecting it. The scientist nearly jumped, barely managing to stop her muscles, and an acute observer would notice the slight twitching the startling had caused. She took a breath, releasing it while her eyes flicked, trying to find a speaker of some kind. The fact that she was observed was hardly a surprise, and she'd known they would be giving her some sort of handler. Vix didn't sound like any name that Rayen knew.. at least from most commonly known cultures. She'd heard that there were some fantastical creatures that could think and feel, perhaps this was one of those?

Apparently a question for later. Rayen took a few cautious steps forward, keeping her eye on the tree. It didn't take much to figure out that there were tendrils and vines and that apparently the tree was the creature in question. Rayen's mind drifted toward various myths about thinking trees, trees that bled, trees that knew people. Apparently this was one of those, even said to be related.

"Carnal," she repeated, looking about again. Rayen thought she saw a camera, so her gaze fixed upon that, waiting to see if something else came from it. It interacted the moment something took a bite... which meant the fruit probably did something to the people that ate it. Likely the creature fed off sexual fluids or used a person's body to carry its seed, and the fruit probably prepared someone for it. Again, Rayen wasn't stupid: she knew what these things could do, and could anticipate what people could manage with it.

Though some part of her couldn't quite hold back the sigh that left her lips while she looked at the fruit with resignation. Clearly it hadn't just been her intelligence. They figured an attractive woman would do better if they were going to run tests like this. "Pay's too fucking good to say no," she mumbled under her breath, reaching for the fruit. Rayen took a bite, making sure to get a decent mouthful. Last thing she wanted was to only be half prepared. It did taste sweet, too sweet, and had this strange almost tingle. "Do I get to know what this is supposed to do to me or is that a surprise?" she asked, again looking around, though her attention remained mostly focused on the tree. "I'm guessing it'll set me up for the carnal tree, but that could mean quite a lot..."

 

[Just Another King]

Countless scientists watched Rayen as she stepped closer to the trees. Numerous cameras and scanners of every kind followed her, watching her every movement for future analysis. There were also more than a few male scientists that appreciated Rayen’s beauty, as would, no doubt, the creature. Vix couldn’t help but chuckle at Rayen’s comment about the pay being too good to say no, the microphones truly picking up everything she said or did.

“You’re right my dear, the pay is very good,” he said, before adding, “however for the right person there are other bonuses. More… primal bonuses, if you know what I mean.” There was something about his voice that made the sentence sound less sleazy and more genuine. Vix and all the other hidden scientists watched as she took a bit from the fruit, various computers beeped, registering the change within her body as the fruits chemicals began to work. “The fruit, it erm, well it’s full of aphrodisiacs that the tree produces. Very potent stuff. You see the tree feeds on sex. Sexual fluids and orgasms to be precise. We’re not entirely sure how it evolved to be this way, we suspect that there was some kind of magical intervention that drastically altered. The whole thing just radiates magical energy and… well, this is all besides the point.” Vix said, forcing himself to stop.

As Vix paused the huge tree started moving, several of it’s tendrils swooping down towards Rayen. Meanwhile, the ground around her started shifting as more tendrils started emerging. These were different however, they looked much more fleshy, softer and came in varying shades of greens and blues. There were all different kinds of them, some slimmer, some much thicker with openings at the end and rather phallic shapes. A few had rounded bulbs at the end, while others were oozing a sap-like liquid. “Don’t be alarmed Rayen, this is all perfectly normal.” Vix explained. “You see, the tougher vines from above? They serve to restrain their prey while the softer tendrils from below do the… feeding. In our experience, the more you struggle, the more the tree will restrain you. If it helps at all feel free to talk to me, tell me how you’re feeling. Is the fruit having an effect yet?”

The new vines continued to rise, some even taller than Rayen, as one of the tougher tendrils from above swept behind her and wrapped around her waist, it’s grip gentle yet firmly unbudging. Several of the smaller tendrils began brushing against Rayen’s legs, encircling them as they rose higher and higher.

 

[darkest_fate]

How the hell had they managed to hear what she'd said when she'd all but mumbled it? Rayen didn't want to think about how close their speakers had to be or what they'd be picking up. It struck her as a bit extreme, but this whole situation did. But was it the frustration about having something she'd said to herself overheard that caused heat to rise, coloring her cheeks, or was it something else? Already her blood pumped just a bit more furiously, already she could feel tightness developing. Rayen almost wanted to take another bite, if this was what it was going to be doing.

"Figured that out," she said, making sure to speak loudly and clearly, wanting them to overhear. "Probably needs a mixture of the moisture and something we produce hormonally," she could feel said hormones already starting to kick. Her chest felt tight, and a tingling had started between her legs. there might be something more primal too: live energy or the like. But primal was harder to understand.

The tendrils, however, were not. Rayen eyed the ones closest to her, recognizing the shape. Hazel eyes darted with each description. She barely needed his explanation of the tree. 'Right, so I just have to try and keep as still as possible while a tree attempts to feed from my sexually and induce orgasm," she said, taking another breath. Rayen ran her hands along the nanofibres, feeling it respond. Nipples already started to show, arousal peaking and the super-fiber shifting about it. Moisture woudln't show at her crotch, not through this ,but she could feel it starting to gather, her sex certainly damp, her thighs soon to follow.

A shift around her legs drew Rayen's attention down. She saw the tendrils working up, and she fought back a shudder. Instead she tried to hold her arms up, extending them out. Her legs spread as well, almost an upright star position. the touches already made her tremble, the need curling tight in her lower abdomen, pulsing, ready to be fed. "Pretty sure I'm ready,' she said, tossing aside the fruit and taking another deep breath. Rayen extended hands up, nudging against the thicker vines. Best to get this over with, right? Rayen could feel the tendrils snaking, sure, but she did have to wonder how much it would take for them to get through the crotch, or if they were intending to stretch the nano-fibres like some kind of sheath .That would prevent awkwardness... though Rayen wasn't sure that was anywhere near the top of the list for these researchers.

 

[Just Another King]

Vix chuckled as Rayen asked her questions. She certainly seemed to be taking this better than their last candidates, all of whom were either too scared for what this job entailed, or were too focused on the physical pleasure that these outlandish, mythical creature provided. The various sensors picked up on Rayen’s increasing arousal as the chemicals within the fruit quickly entered her bloodstream, computers beeping, recording all kinds of readings.

“You don’t need to stay still,” Vix explained, “the tree has an odd sort of intelligence. It knows if you’re resisting or not. If you’re moving into different positions, or generally reciprocating, it’ll fine. But if you try and fight, even while pretending to enjoy it the tree knows and it’ll restrain you. “ Vix explained, as Rayen extended her arms, brushing against the thicker, taller tendrils. One of them lowered itself towards her face; a thick, phallic vine oozing a sweet smelling fluid. It brushed against her lips, testing her reaction. A second tendril, with a bulb like tip, approached one of her breasts. Circling the hardening nipple, the bulb opened slightly and a multitude of small white tendrils began to wrap around Rayen’s hard nipple, encircling it, teasing, pinching, pulling it.

Moving it’s tendrils higher, over her thighs, the tree could sense Rayen’s growing arousal. Slithering ever higher, they reached her crotch, probing for an entrance and finding none. They writhed in frustration and after finding no easy access through the nanofibre to Rayen’s skin underneath, the smaller tendrils proceeded to grab it and pull it as taut as possible. Following that was one of the larger tentacles, slightly thicker than the average man’s penis. It lined itself up against her crotch, rubbing for a few moments before pulling back. Just as quick, it lashed forward in an attempt to both pierce the nanofibre and impale the young scientist’s wanting womanhood.