Crashed upon planet #607144 C (with Aristadale)

[Reddy]

Why in the name of the star mother was this happening to him? Kallod was in a panic. Lights flashed repeatedly, a short chirp of an alarm blares annoyingly every few minutes to remind him that something was wrong. Not that he really needed it. Careening through space at a speed that made light seem to have stopped. In haste before his engines overheated and he was lost in the space between space, Kallod chose a random empty space in the vast expanse of universe to stop. And stop he did, but the location wasn't nearly as empty as he had thought. The green skinned extra terrestrial stared out from his viewing bay at a small little planet of mostly blue and green. Stared out until the view began to turn yellow, and then into a fiery red and orange. With his engines nearly dead and running on the last remnants of the interdimensional energies, his ship no longer had the capabilities to stay in orbit.

All he could do was set his shield and stabilizers as best as possible to avoid damaging the ecosystem too terribly and watch as fire gave way to a spectacular view of an oceanside landmass before twisting towards a nearby mountain. Cloaked as best as a fireball could be, the ground and trees rocketed towards him, and then... blackness.

Kallod awoke much later, his ship covered in rubble. Emergency systems had activated and all ship functions were now pulling off of the life support power. Life sign scanning, enviromental analysis, system analysis. Each pinged on cracked plasma screens. The ship was too damaged to repair without the aid of his homeworld, but the planet didn't seem to be toxic for the most part. A high concentration of monoxide and carbon dioxide that would slowly kill it in time, but nothing he would have to worry about for at least the first quarter of his lifespan. Plenty of time to correct that if he could get into contact with whatever was causing the problem. Strange, for a primitive species they had colonized their world fairly well. So why hadn't they ventured into space yet?

Well with only one bearby lifesign he roused his ship just enough to clear the rubble and open the doors. Dressed in what could bezt be described as a skintight space suit, it's metallic sheen black against his pine green skin. The native spoke, a language he never heard of, but a translator in his ear quickly solved that problem. Mostly screaming, some sort of statement about the male child of a female canine, and then more screaming. Excited screaming. Kallod made this native an offer. This... human named Smith. Smith would not be turned to ash. Would not be experimented on with saws and lasers to examine his biology. But Smith would also get to live in the spaceship and help Kallod with repairing what was possible. As long as Kallod got to become Smith in appearance do as to be able to look around this world. Smith agreed.

A unique trait of his species, Kallod shifted his skin molecules, altering his mass and shape until he took the human's shape, and bid him farewell. Cloaking the ship once more, he made his way towards the human small city, town he heard it called, to get a better examination of his surroundings.

 

[Reddy]

Kallod in his new form walked the long mountain path down from where his ship had crashed. His new body was fit and tanned like it belonged to someone who spent much of his time out under their yellow sun did. This Smith had a good face, black hair and the slightest amount of stubble to shadow his chin with. It was taller than his normal one, maybe 190 centimeters compared his alien 175. The gravity here was a little lighter than his home world, so even in this grown form Kallod was still quite a bit stronger than what these average humans would be. He doubted any offspring of his here would have the same advantages, but he didn't really want to live here for his full lifespan.

A ping in his ear and the translator sent information scrolling directly to his eyes. A compulsory scan had actually revealed where he was. Planet 607144 C in the Milky Way galaxy. Routine expeditions here to keep an eye upon the populace was sleighted for every five hundred and fourteen of their star orbit cycles. Approximately one sixth of Kallod's lifespan. Wonderful. At least it now had a full language translation at the ready and would have plenty of popups related to the world based on the unmanned craft that often flew by for scans.

In the town center his translator, which looked akin to a human hearing aid, pinged the information necessary to simple understanding. But as he was already here, why not gather a far more in depth analysis? There were plenty of these locals to ask after all, but which one? The child bearing one was a safe bet, finding that women in pregnancy were often more willing to help those in need, at least on his planet. But one of the others, a girl in what his scanner called a uniform working at a drug store. "Drugs? Really? This species sold their narcotics.... oh, nevermind. Thank you computer." He soon recieved a short blurb explaining it. Seeking the petite girl's help he walked up to her pretty single mindedly.

Smith had traded clothes with him, leaving the alien to be dressed in a cream colored tshirt absent of any sweat as the long walk had been effortless to the extra terrestrial, and dark blue jeans of his own. His shoes, were what they had called sneakers, but none of this mattered as he spoke.

Coughing into his hand to get used to a human vocal cord, harmonizing just a little under his breath, "Excuse me." He said in a little girl's voice before coughing again. In a normal male human he continued. "Do you carry geographical landmarks on paper?" Before realizing that he was reading the meaning rather than the autotranslated word. "A map."

 

[Reddy]

Kallod took a closer look at the female human as she spoke. They weren't all that different from the females of his species. Albiet with a strange skin color that wasn't green. How did they absorb solar radiation to speed their matabolism then? Neither did she have the prehensile tail like appendage his people had, that also functioned as an erotic region. Looling around he used the telepathic link to scan the surroundings. Freddie's. Does this mean a Freddie owns it or is that just the name of the store? And his scanner also detected something else. A moisture along the female's thighs. It was warm here he figured, though it paled to the cool season where his planet's surface would reach what equated to one-hundred and sixty Fahrenheit when the twin suns had set.

"Ya." Kallod said testing out the word. Did that mean yes? His databanks held no meaning of such a word. Her next question went unanswered as the extraterrestrial thought. "From a much larger planet called Eldarin." He said, before a flashing red message flickered in his eyes. Thankfully it was one way so the girl wouldn't see. *SMILE* it read and he did so, and suggested a different answer. "I'm from New York." Was the answer he gave as well. The prompts had suggested to use the humor social queue.

Scanning the store, Kallod looked for signs on other life within. "Can you direct me to the maps please?" He asked the female. Mentally he started to make a checklist of things he would have to do. Find shelter that was not his ship. Find sustenance. Blend into society. And then begin colonizing a small area for safety.

 

[Reddy]

Kallod didn't know what was going on really. But he acted like he did. That's what he was supposed to do he figured. If he wanted to really blend in, Kallod needed to make certain that people thought he blended in. That he was just a normal human named Smith. Sort of. The female of the local race seemed to have fallen for this humor that the program told him to use after he had slipped and let his identity known.

Following inside the building that he hoped was a fair reflection of this species modern style, the alien watched the little exchange between the two humans with a nod towards the male. His thoughts upon him, besides the apparent sexual attraction that he could see the human male have towards the female, was that his sagging tanned skin tone reminded Kallod of the plague victims of the Mezo outbreak. Right before their skin fell off and.... just thinking about the rest made the alien's skin tighten into so called goose bumps. Finally they came upon the maps, in a far end of the store out of sight from the main entrance. A doorway to the back was there, but with a soft ping the assistant computer confirmed that they were the only two within the building.

Now was a matter of what he should do. This female was a cute specimen for being of a different species. And Kallod thought to his list again. The sooner he disposed of the human Smith the sooner his disguise bad one less flaw to possibly cause an issue. So he would need a replacement human to explain the world to him where the system was out dated. And she could help him with testing a few other things as well. "Thank you." The alien spoke his smile still there as he moved quicker than most humans would be able to. His hand found his way around the female's neck. Smith's mouth pressed forward just as fast, pushing against this girl's in an effort the present his intentions. Upok his tongue dripped a nerve toxin, one that would make their limbs progressively weaker but retain all feeling in them. Kallod had made his choice. He would take this worker and hopefully convert her to his side.

 

[Reddy]

Kallod kissed the female deeply, his tongue dripping the sour and foul tasting toxin into her mouth from hidden glands along the side. It was so much easier to capture someone when they couldn't resist. But what would he do now? Even he wasn't ignorant enough to think that walking out with a weakened local species in his arms would make a lot of sense to the nearby people. "Initiate cleansing protocol." He spoke out loud, and a shrill piercing noise, a few thousand decibels above human hearing but not his own, radiated from the computer on his ear. Lights flickered as if a magnet went past, wiping any primitive recording devices that were still widely used around the galaxy. The swinging door to the back of the store flung open as he dragged her back, and through.

Was there another exit? Yes, there was. But outside was bad. In a hurry he let the female drop to the floor, and stepped out. Nobody in sight, except for another of her kind in the back corner looking away. To the other direction he saw some more doorways, and a quick cursory tug at the closest one found it locked. And the next one as well. And the... no wait, the next was open. Leading to an empty storefront, the boarded up front windows streaming thin rays of light. Scattered paper materials littered the floor and a few chairs hung from hooks on the wall.

Running back he dragged the female into this open room without being noticed hopefully, and lay her out on the floor. By the time he got her there the toxin would be weakening enough to allow sluggish movement, but it wouldn't matter. "You'll keep quiet, I can make you limp again but I have no idea what more will do to one of your species."

It was a simple observation, not filled with any malice but a certainty that if she acted out he would indeed need to do so. Leaning over her Kallod raised a human eyebrow. "Where does your kind mate from?" He asked, falling to his knees at her side. Was it an oral thing here? It was the only hole he could see.

 

[Reddy]

Kallod tilted his head blankly. Thankfully nobody had found their way into this building and so far he doubted that anyone had seen them, so he had enough time to do with the female as he wished. Her simple no answered nothing, and a faint flicker of annoyance crossed his face. "If you won't answer then an examination is in order. Please do not fret too much, I have no intention of ending your life."

Using Smith's larger hands, the alien grabbed hold of the lower hemming of the shirt and scrunched it up above her breasts. "At least you are mammalian. This is good if you are going to mother children." Being mammal like himself it raised a greater possibility of conception. But her breasts didn't help his cause. Her pants were to go next, but not by normal removal. Instead Kallod pushed his thumbs into the zipper area and pulled, tearing it along the crotch until it was in two halves around her legs. This area seemed promising, dropping to all fours to sniff in between her legs. It definitely smelt like a vagina, so these creatures were for the most part identical to his own species.

"Does your kind normally have births of two or three children?" He asked with curiosity and glee in his voice. Kallod dropped Smith's pants to show the one thing that can't be changed. His flaccid sexual organ was varying shades of purple and green, growing as he grew more and more excited with the idea of mating. It curved upwards just a little, still pointing out where it tapered into a tip to help with insertion. The upper half was bumpy in random patterns where as the lower was ribbed. "I sense fear, have you not been with a male before?" He asked, not knowing that only the largest of male extremities would be on par with the average of his species. "Motherhood is the directive of all females, though you won't bite of my head correct? The queens of planet Harashoo do, nasty thing really."