Ensign First Class Kelli Murphy was sitting on the toilet seat in the restroom, her legs spread wide and her hand on her crotch. She was trying to pee, but nothing was coming out. She felt like she had to go, but her body was not cooperating. Her jumpsuit was unbuttoned, and her breasts were exposed, her nipples hard and aching. She was feeling frustrated and aroused at the same time.
"Come on... Pee already... I don't want to stay in here forever... Augh! Why is this so hard!?" She groaned, pushing on her bladder, but only a few drops came out. She felt like there was something blocking her pee, something inside her that was stopping her.
"Come on! What's wrong with you? I need to go!" She grunted, pushing her fingers against her bladder, hoping to stimulate some flow. Her bladder felt heavy and full, but it was not releasing its contents. "Why am I so wet? I'm not aroused... Am I?"
She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of the erotic images that had been haunting her since she had smelled that weird aroma in the air. It seemed to appear just before they locked down the bridge after Petra warned them that the alien had breached the quarantine room. And the smell seemed to be stronger in the restroom. She had tried to ignore them, to focus on her work, but they kept popping into her head. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have someone touch her like that, to make her feel that good.
'By Valba... What's gotten into me? Am I going insane? Or... Is this normal? Do all women get this horny? No... That's not me. I'm not a slut. I'm a proud officer. I don't need anyone to please me. I can do it myself... But not now. Not here.'
Kelli squeezed her eyes shut, a futile attempt to gather her scattered thoughts when her own flesh demanded every ounce of her attention. The rough fabric of her jumpsuit peeled away, and the sudden freedom sent a shiver through her. The air, cool and tinged with that same musky scent, kissed her newly bared skin. Her hands rose instinctively, a slow, deliberate exploration, to cup the heavy weight of her breasts. They were unfamiliar, tender, a soft ache blooming under her touch. Full, round, pressing against her palms with a gravity she'd never known. The body she inhabited was a stranger's—a landscape of new curves and deepening hollows. Where once she was all lean lines and subtle slopes, now her flared hips promised a sway, a rhythm, and the soft swell of her chest was a constant, breath-stealing presence. That scent wasn't just in the restroom anymore; it clung to her, a phantom warmth against her throat, a taste on her tongue, a current pulling her under. She felt raw, exposed, not just in body, but in the very core of her being.
She opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror, curious and nervous. She saw a girl she didn't know. A girl with long red hair, parted to the sides with a cute fringe that she never had before, a girl with green eyes that seemed to glow with mischief and desire, a girl with full lips and freckles on her nose. A girl with breasts that were bigger than her head and nipples that were begging to be touched.
"Who are you?" She whispered, tracing her fingers over her face and neck. She felt a thrill run down her spine as she touched herself, feeling her skin respond to her caress. She felt alive and wild, like she could do anything she wanted. And what she wanted was to touch her breasts more. No... For someone stronger than her to touch her breasts.
She moved her hands to her bosom and squeezed them, feeling the firmness and the heat of her flesh. She gasped as she felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through her body, making her toes curl and her back arch. She had never felt anything like this before. It was so good, so intense, so right. It was like her breasts were made for this, for her to touch and enjoy.
She bit her lower lip, feeling a rush of wetness between her legs. She slid her hand down her stomach and reached for her panties, feeling the dampness that had soaked through them. She pulled them aside and touched her pussy, feeling the soft folds and the hard clit that was throbbing with need. She rubbed it gently, circling it with her finger, feeling the sparks of ecstasy ignite in her core.
"Oh... Oh... That feels so good... So good... Aungh!" She moaned, closing her eyes and imagining that someone else was touching her, someone with strong hands and a deep voice. Someone who knew how to make her feel this way.
She increased the pace of her fingers, sliding them in and out of her wet slit, feeling the friction and the heat. What she thought was a full bladder was actually a G-spot orgasm building up. She was moaning louder now, forgetting where she was and who might hear her.
"Yes... Yes... Right there... Don't stop... Oh Valba... Yes!" She cried out as she felt the pressure inside her build up to a breaking point. She felt like she was going to explode, to burst open and release everything.
Little did she know that someone was using their enhanced strength to hide inside the vent above her and watch her every move. Someone who had a plan and a purpose for her. Someone who was going to give her what she wanted and more.
Max Woodhelm had managed to find his way to the bridge right before the Lieutenant got the emergency call from Petra. He wasn't sure how he was going to sway and reason with three ladies at once. Especially when they saw him as a threat. They had unknowingly locked themselves with him on the bridge, and there was only one door that he could hide in. The bathroom. Then, when he heard one of the girls walking towards the door, he skillfully jumped up to hide in the air vent. He couldn't go deep in the vents because of the lockdown. And his luck was improving when this redheaded girl was touching herself.
'God damn... I really did die and go to heaven... But that blonde pilot seemed to be the strong-willed one. She might shoot me if I'm not careful. But this redhead... she is all mine.' He thought, feeling his cock throb in his pants. He couldn't resist the sight of Kelli's amazing body and the sounds she was making. He wanted to join her, to taste her, to make love to her.
But he had to be patient. He had to wait for the right moment, when she was most vulnerable and most willing. He had to make her want him as much as he wanted her. He watched as she moved her fingers faster and faster, her body trembling and her moans getting louder. He watched as she reached her climax, her body convulsing and her juices spraying out of her like a fountain. She covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming as the pleasure of relief washed over her.
She collapsed on the toilet seat, panting and sweating. She felt exhausted and satisfied, but also empty and unfulfilled. She wanted more; she needed more. She wanted someone to fill her up, to make her whole.
'How was that not enough... I swear my nanobots will be the end of~Nyah!?'
Kelli felt something slimy and warm touch her pussy, making her jump and squeal. She looked down and saw a big, hulking humanoid figure between her legs, going down on her. It was the alien, the alien that she had seen in the cryo-pod. The one who smelled so good. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
"Y-You! How did you get in here? A-Ah!" She gasped as she felt his tongue licking her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong, and worst of all, she moved her hips towards his tongue. She wanted to tell him to stop, to leave her alone, but the words got stuck in her throat. She couldn't deny that she liked it, that she wanted more.
'This has to be a dream! He can't be real!... But its tongue feels so real. So hot and wet and... Ohhh!'
Kelli covered her mouth to suppress her moans as he inserted his tongue inside her, exploring her inner walls and tasting her sweet nectar. She didn't know why she was trying to be quiet. Surely she should scream out for help, but for some reason, she didn't want anyone to interrupt this. She wanted to enjoy it as long as she could, to pretend it was a dream.
Max, on the other hand, was very real. And he was having the time of his life. He loved the taste of this girl, her sweetness, and her innocence. He loved the way she reacted to his touch, the way she shuddered and writhed in pleasure. He loved the way she looked, her fiery hair and her freckled skin, her green eyes full of wonder and lust.
He wanted to make her his, to claim her as his mate. He wanted to fill her with his seed and make her bear his children. He wanted to show her how much he loved her, how much he desired her. Plus, he was only doing his duty to save humanity. And he needed to get all these sexy women to become the mothers of his first set of children. And this was the best way to convince her, by treating her right.
He lifted his head from her pussy and looked at her face, which was flushed and adorable. Her green eyes were wide with shock and confusion. He wondered if she thought that this was a dream. He chuckled and spoke to her in a soft, reassuring tone.
"Don't be afraid, my dear. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to make you feel good, better than you've ever felt before. Just relax and let me take care of you." He said, using the universal translator device that he had attached to his ear. It was a small gadget Leanna had invented to communicate with him, and he was glad to have it.
Kelli opened her mouth to say something, anything to get Stacy or Sonya's attention. To warn them about the alien. But all that came out was a whimper and a nod. Her body demanded that she trust him, to obey him. Her mind told her this was just a dream and that she could do whatever she wanted in it.
Max smiled and leaned in to kiss her, feeling her soft lips against his. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, making her moan and taste herself on him. He kissed her passionately, moving his hands to her breasts and squeezing them gently.
Kelli kissed him back, feeling his beard tickle her chin and his body press against hers. She felt his hard bulge against her thigh, and she gasped. She didn't know what the fuck that thing was, but her womanhood was aching to have it inside her.
She broke the kiss and looked at him with a mix of curiosity and desire. She wanted to see it, to touch it, to feel it. She reached down and grabbed it, feeling its length and girth. It was huge and hot and throbbing, and it made her mouth water. This was a thing that was meant to be inside her.
'I-I'm going insane! This can't be real! Ack!?'
Max easily turned Kelli around from the toilet and leaned her over it. Her butt is now sticking up in the air, and her breasts are hanging down. He was admiring her curvy figure and her beautiful rear end. He spanked her gently, making her squeal and jiggle. He then rubbed his cock against her pussy, feeling her wetness coat his tip.
Kelli's mind went blank as she felt the foreign object pressing against her entrance. The thing that had been denied from all of Female Society for over 500 years was now entering her. Her pussy wanted it, and she wanted it too. She pushed back against him, signaling him to enter her. It was like a deep, primal need that she couldn't resist.
Max obliged and slid his cock inside her, filling her up with his manhood. He groaned as he felt her tightness around him, squeezing him with her inner muscles. She was so warm and wet and perfect for him.
Kelli gasped as she felt him stretch her open, her walls gripping him hard. She felt a little pain at first, but it soon turned into intense pleasure. She felt like she was being split in two, in the best possible way. She felt him hit a spot inside her that made her see stars, and she cried out in ecstasy.
"Oh! Oh! Augh! There! There! Augh! Yes! So big! So big!" She whimpered, moving her hips to match his thrusts. She still didn't want Stacy or Sonya to know what was going on. She didn't want to share him. This was her dream, and she wanted to enjoy it. Read this novel at novelping(.)com for the best experience.
Max's breath hitched with each forceful thrust, his fingers digging into the yielding curve of Kelli's hips. Her movements beneath him were a mesmerizing rhythm, a soft symphony of gasps and sighs that stirred something primal within him. She was a revelation, a living embodiment of desire he longed to claim.
His hand slid around her ribcage, palming the soft weight of a breast that swayed with their union. He rolled her peaking nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and a tremor ran through her, her inner walls tightening around him in a response that spoke volumes.
A low growl rumbled in his chest as he leaned closer, his voice a husky whisper against her ear. "Tell me you're ready, Kelli. Ready to feel me fill you completely?"
His words were a low, melodic hum she couldn't comprehend, a language of stars and forgotten constellations. It didn't matter. Understanding was secondary to the profound pressure building deep within her, a heavy, rhythmic presence that stretched and claimed. A slick heat blossomed against her inner walls, a liquid promise that seeped into her core, making her muscles clench around him in a silent, desperate plea.
A fractured sigh escaped her lips, barely a sound. "Please... yes..." The words were ragged, torn from her by the sudden, violent kick of his length as it thickened against her, a final, potent surge demanding her surrender.
Max bit back a groan as his climax seized him, his body taut as a bowstring. He spilled into her, a searing heat that pulsed through him in waves of profound relief. A dizzying bliss washed over his senses, blurring the edges of the world until only the feeling of her remained.
Kelli gasped as a liquid warmth bloomed deep within her core, a stark contrast to the hollow ache she had carried for so long. It was as if a long drought had broken, her barren lands finally drinking in a life-giving rain. A shudder wracked her frame, a primal instinct urging her body to draw him in deeper, to claim every precious drop.
It was an exquisite, overwhelming pleasure, unlike anything she had ever known. Her back arched, pressing herself flush against him, a silent plea for more. Her emerald eyes fluttered wide before drifting upward, her lips parted in a soundless, breathless moan.
Max remained sheathed within her, a heavy, grounding presence. He let her body ripple and adjust around him, feeling the subtle shift as his nanites went to work. They were rewriting her, weaving his very essence into her being, making her a perfect vessel for his seed. A slow, possessive smile touched his lips. Soon, she would carry his children, and she would be his, irrevocably and eternally.
He leaned down and kissed her neck and shoulder, nibbling on her earlobe. He whispered sweet words to her, telling her how beautiful she was, how much he loved her, how he was going to take care of her. He stroked her hair and her back, soothing her and praising her.
Kelli just closed her eyes and leaned her head back, enjoying his touch and his voice. She felt like she was in heaven, in a dream that she never wanted to end. She felt safe and loved and satisfied in his arms.
But a part of her was wondering when she would wake up, and if she would remember any of this. She hoped she would, because she didn't want to forget this feeling, this moment, this man.
'S-So tired... I need to sleep...'
She felt herself drifting off, her consciousness fading into darkness. The last thing she heard was his voice saying something that made her heart flutter.
"I love you, Kelli. You will be a great mother. And I'll see you soon, my love." Max said, kissing her cheek and pulling out of her gently.
Kelli's stiff body relaxed as she slumped over the toilet. She was out cold. Max smiled and picked her up, sat her on the seat as comfortably as he could. He needed her safe until he had the ship's crew under his control.
He dressed himself and looked at her one more time, admiring her beauty and her sleeping face. He felt a pang of sadness, knowing that he had to leave her for now. But he also felt a surge of pride and joy, knowing that she would be the fourth mother of his children.
He walked to the door and opened it quietly, peeking out to see what was going on on the bridge. He saw that there were two more women on the bridge, the blonde pilot and the ebony navigator. They were both looking at their consoles, unaware of his presence.
He smirked and thought of a plan. He knew that he had to be careful and smart. He had to reach them undetected and then make them his. He had to make them want him as much as he wanted them.