Looking for a story

[tether]

I am rebuilding my erotic scifi collection after a HD crash.

One story I cannot seem to find is about woman who accompanies a
rescue mission.
The rescue team is attacked by alien creatures that take her
"prisoner" by latching onto her back and "guiding" her to their lair
where she discovers some of the people she was supposed to help
rescue.
It is an impregnation themed story. I don't think there was a sequel
to it, but it made for a great story.

Any ideas the name and or location of the story online?

- tether

[Dragonfly Stories]

Wow, believe it or not, I don't think I ever read that story. Let me know if you find it! :)  Did you look on ASSTR, Kirsten's Archive, and LostBoy's page?

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> Date: Tue, 22 Jan 2008 12:25:09 -0800
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[SusanW]

are either of these it?


"Invasion"
by A. G. Thomas

I couldn't help it, the horror taking place only yards from
my hiding place both sickened and yet aroused a perverse
feeling of arousal deep in my very soul. But before you
judge me let me tell you of the last few days and how I came
to be watching the scene unfolding before me.

Our ship the "PHARAOH" along with over a dozen heavy
cruiser's and four battle carriers were 3 days from Earth
traveling at L+4 when the Admiral ordered the warp engines
to sub light speed. We had reached our rendezvous point
where thirteen other Star class Battleships like ours and
their support ships were to stage before entering the
Thurston Nebula. Intelligence had tracked the attacking
forces to this area and it was hoped that this was indeed
their home planet and that our large force of fourteen
Battleships, twenty one Carriers and nine dozen light and
heavy Cruisers as well as an assortment of Destroyers and
other support vessels would be more then enough to once and
for all lay waste to the enemy's expansion. Almost every
fighting ship we had was thrown into this battle leaving
Earth protected by a single Star Battleship and six dozen
Destroyers. If this battle was lost then our home world
would be almost defenseless against anything the enemy might
hold in reserve. But we had no choice, so far they had laid
waste to over twenty colony worlds, leaving no survivors. We
had no idea what they looked like only that they were cruel
and savage almost beyond anything that man had done to
himself or the half dozen races we had come across when we
took to the stars years earlier.

As we entered normal space the mighty Armada of ships lay
silent, almost ghost like against the stars awaiting us. And
then suddenly several ships on the outer rim burst into
blinding flashes as the enemy attacked. Swarms of fighter
craft launched from the carriers in a protective cover for
the Battleships and their home base as the Destroyers and
Cruisers swung about to engage in the battle. Ships died
screaming horribly on both sides but even though we
outnumbered them in large ships, their smaller more
maneuverable craft wrecked havoc amongst our fleet, and even
though the battle lasted hours, time raced making it seem as
if only minutes had past.

As their troops breached the hulls of disabled ships the
horror that had befallen our colonies now came to the men
and women manning the ships of the largest fleet sent into
space. Before the transmissions could be silenced screams of
pain and death could be heard from the ships that were
boarded and though the remaining ships fought even harder,
even blowing up our own ships that had been captured the
battle was hopeless. Signaling retreat our Battleship swung
about to join the remaining three Battleships and seven
Heavy Cruisers when a blast tore into our forward battery as
well as our engines leaving us a drifting hulk. The silence
of space greeted us as the remaining ships of our once
mighty Armada jumped into hyper space leaving us to our
fate. And then the silence was shattered by the clanging of
metal as the enemy's boarding parties came along side and
tore holes into our hull to gain entrance. Breaching our
hull in several places they at first killed
indiscriminately, but then their troops began to take
prisoners. I pray that I, Second Lieutenant Natasha
Solvolinski or at least this recording is found so that the
people of Earth will know what happened and somehow avenge
the horrible massacre and rape of the men and women who
fought and died for our planet.

I had struggled from the torn bowels of the ship leaving the
dead behind only to come upon the mangled remains of human
defenders that had died horribly. Making my way to the
battle bridge I passed several pockets of human bodies and
at first didn't notice that the remains were mostly of males
until I almost stumbled into the last fire fight and watched
helplessly as the enemy literally ripped apart the males
while dying by the score in their effort to capture the
women. And then it was over, silence like a death knell hung
throughout the once proud ship but it only lasted a few
minutes and then was replaced by clicks and screeches and
the sound of women screaming. It was when they gathered up
the women survivors as the silence hung heavy in the air
that I noticed for the first time that they were bugs, some
were as tall as a man but most were about the size of large
dogs. Although I'll wager that none of the brass had seen
what looked like a cockroach as big as a dog, or a praying
mantis as large as a man. With clicks and screeches they
herded the women onto the battle bridge and then tore their
uniforms away as their antenna and feather-like tongues
played freely over the women's bodies. I watched as several
were pulled from the crowd and pushed into the mass of dog
sized bugs and heard their screams as several insects
swarmed over each human female. Among the first group was my
watch commander and as the bugs swarmed over her pushing her
to the floor with their weight protrusions from their lower
bodies left trails of slime trailing across her naked flesh.

At least seven of the filthy things crawled over her and
then one I hadn't seen before, a roach like thing standing
upright with fluttering wings straddled her upper torso and
with arms and hands as skinny as sticks pried her mouth open
and slobbered over her face. It looked almost like puke and
smelled damn near as bad and she gagged, throwing up
herself, but the bug persisted letting loose another stream
and this time she swallowed. Other bugs like it had done the
same to the other humans and within seconds it seemed their
struggles ceased. An eerie silence ensued broken now and
then by a whimper from one of the women prisoners as they
watched what was happening to their shipmates. Appendages
again snaked out but this time there were lumps the size of
golf balls along their lengths and as if they could see they
glided between opened legs burying themselves into the
women's pussies. Others joined and soon each human was
servicing three appendages at once. I could see the lumps
moving as the bug creatures worked relentlessly over their
female captives and to me it looked as if they were
depositing eggs inside their human hosts. Other creatures
took over and soon I noticed stomachs swell and then the
women were lifted to their feet and made to stagger away
only to be pushed against the hull and held their by spider
like creatures, spinning webs holding them to the wall. Over
and over, until the last prisoner was fastened to the wall,
the horrible rape scene was repeated, with some of the women
even responding as if the bugs had been human lovers. As I
was about to slip further into the shadows I saw the Captain
being led before one of the bugs that had overseen the rape
and I'm sure impregnating of the human females as well. A
probe almost like a mosquito stinger unwound from the bugs
mouth and suddenly plunged into the Captain's skull. His
scream rent the air, sending shivers through my body as I
watched his brains sucked from his skull as if through a
straw. Broken and mangled bodies of other men who had not
died were led forward only to suffer the same fate.

For days I huddled there in the shadows, afraid to move, but
finally hunger drove me to search for nourishment and it was
then that I discovered that the bugs could speak Russian.
Not all of the bugs, only the ones that had sucked the
brains from the wounded and dying men. The speech was high
pitched and broken with clicks and chattering but human
speech anyway. I had been right, the women were pregnant,
their offspring would be half human, half bug. Able to think
and speak like a human but with the strength of one of these
monsters, a near perfect soldier. Ones that would carry on
the war against the humans while the survivors of their own
race fled their home world seeking a new home far removed
from us. We had won the war. Their desperate defense of
their home world had seen the slaughter of millions of their
kind but only I and the women whose stomachs grew daily knew
this. Of the dozen or so ships in our fleet that had been
boarded only three of them had yielded up human females. My
own, the Pharaoh, and two Heavy Cruisers; the Bosworth Field
and the Yangtze. The other ships had turned suicidal when it
became known that they were trying to capture the women.
Only one hundred and thirty seven women were taken alive and
of that number one hundred and twelve were fit for breeding,
and would be bred again and again until their minds snapped
and were no longer of use. The remainder would look after
the offspring and with guidance from bugs left behind would
teach them everything they knew so that when the time was
right they would descend on earth. The Hulks of our ships
were floating incubators and would remain so until the broad
stock could no longer produce. All of this I learned
listening to the "Smart Bugs" as they told the women what
was expected of them as with almost loving caresses they
felt of their swollen bellies.

Two days later I looked out at their home world as flashes
streaked upward from their escaping ships seeking a place
far distant somewhere in deep space and I knew I had to stop
what was happening, I had to stop the breeding of humans and
bugs. But how, I didn't know. I wasn't a munitions expert.
Could I instead kill the three or four dozen bugs left
aboard one at a time without being caught, I doubted it. I
had been lucky so far but if I roamed to freely and began
taking them out they would tear the ship apart looking for
me. As I recorded these thoughts they raced about my head
and I was unaware that a soft moan had issued from my lips,
giving me away. Bugs seemed to come from the very deck
itself as they swarmed about me tearing at my uniform and
then I was dragged from my hiding place to lay before my
shipments. I fought as a bug vomited into my mouth while
others organs left slime trails across my naked flesh. With
my last breath I mumbled that my body felt strangely free
and aroused begging forgiveness from any human survivor who
might find this tape. And then the bugs penetrated my
orifices sending electric like shocks through every nerve
ending making me feel as if I were having orgasm after
orgasm. Unable to help myself my pelvis ground upward
against the bug between my legs and then backwards against
the one in my ass hole while my hands clung tightly to the
one in my mouth. My last clear human thought as I squirmed
and twisted about under their assault was that the "smart
bugs" would be proud of their newest brood mare and then as
fog closed about my brain I realized that I welcomed their
rape of my body and that from my womb a new race would be
born. Muffled pleas for the bugs to take me issued from
around the appendage fucking into my throat and as I bucked
and twisted under the triple penetration I got my wish as
they sent their seed into me making me like the others,
breeding stock for the destruction of mankind.

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or
S The Hulk by Colleen Thomas <http://english.literotica.com/stories/
memberpage.php?uid=85086&page=submissions> © It was first detected at
eleven thousand parsecs from the outpost world of Vegan. Just one of
several thousand anomalies recorded on the planetary sensors that day.
Bored technicians and overworked scientists tracked its progress in a
haphazard fashion, until it became apparent that it was moving in a
direct path towards the planet. Still, it had been approaching for
weeks before a young man noticed that it was making minute course
corrections so that it wasn't just approaching the planet, it was
adjusting to stay on a collision course. Calls were made, people
informed, debates were held and still it came on, a silent streak in
the merciless void. No one knew quite what to do. Alarmists demanded
that the Terran Authority be called in at once. The planetary
governor, wary of crying wolf to the less than forgiving authority,
hesitated. It wasn't until June 19th, when it entered the system, that
he finally placed the call. The authority, already stretched thin
covering the growing empire, dispatched the ageing Destroyer Gavin.
She arrived a month later to find the planet deserted. Well, deserted
wasn't quite right, scientific tests confirmed what sickened marines
reported. Vegan hadn't been deserted; it had been sterilized. Not even
microbes remained. And it? It was on the move, headed for the small
colony on ProserpinaV. *** The cruiser T.A. Valiant streaked
through the emptiness of space on a collision course with something.
Wild rumors had spread through the ship after the red alert had pulled
them from blockade duty over the recalcitrant planet of New Thebes.
The mess hall was an excited gaggle of conversations and fanciful
tales. Marine Captain Jade Wilkinson listened with only half an ear.
Scuttlebutt was rampant and always wrong, at least that was her
experience. Her briefing hadn't mentioned grotesque monsters or
rapacious aliens, although it had been noted that the bodies of none
of the female staff at Vegan had been located. Still, in her opinion,
that little tidbit of information was hardly reason for the now
rampant rumors of rapacious aliens. Jade was a tall woman with a
slight build and piercing gray eyes. She had been born on Luna base,
and thus hadn't had to earn her citizenship like most terrans. Her
parents had both been permanently stationed on Luna and she grew up
there. She had joined the space corps when she turned eighteen and had
been with them ever since. The Corps was really her family and home
now. She had fought in a dozen different pacification campaigns and
had worked her way up to Captain of her own Marine detachment. A cool
head and lightning fast reflexes had been her best assets along with a
keen tactical mind. She nibbled at a synthetic wafer and shook her
head as she watched many of her men wolfing down steak and eggs. It
was the traditional meal before combat, but in space you couldn't get
out of your envirosuit and she had seen more than one lose his meal
during a particularly violent drop and have to deal with it for days
before they finally got relieved. She preached to her men not to risk
it, but invariably they did. Most of the girls did too, although the
one she had her eye on, Angelina seemed to listen to her. She was a
cute little thing from somewhere coreward of Mercer IV. Jade didn't
know exactly because Angelina didn't either. An orphan like so many of
Jade's charges, she had drifted into the Corps, and this would be her
first drop. Jade had been hitting on her for the last two weeks and
she seemed to be receptive to the idea. Jade was hoping that she
wouldn't be sleeping alone on the long flight back. The blaring alarm
that signaled General Quarters caused a chaotic scramble that left the
mess hall deserted in just a few moments. Jade waited until the rush
had passed and then leisurely made her way to the drop bay. She had
long ago learned that hurry up and wait was the real motto of the
corps. In her small cubicle her armor waited. Jade's suit was an old
set of Mk XXVII ceramite combat armor. As an officer she had first
refusal on new armor, but this set was customized to her frame and had
been with her a long time. The overlapping, super dense ceramite
plates were still the hardest substance in the known universe. The
newer suits were less heavy, less bulky and more streamlined, but the
new synthetic they used provided less ballistic protection. It just
wasn't as tough as the old stuff and for Jade; she was willing to pay
the price in reduced maneuverability for added stopping power. She
often debated with her men who loved to rib her about her "old
fashioned" armor. Her incredible reflexes allowed her to move as
quickly as any of them on the confidence course, but they still kidded
her whenever they sensed she was in a good mood. Jade had another
problem with the new suits, one she kept to herself. The new suits
were too easy to take off. Her suit took over an hour to get on and
the overlapping plates were such a bitch to remove because once they
settled they often became jammed. Jade had fought in too many nasty
suppressive little wars. Rape, castration, mutilation, even
cannibalism; she had seen it all. She had been spared being raped to
death by Tic'Chen separatists on New Madrid only because they had been
unable to figure out how to remove the armor that covered her lower
body before her squad mates arrived. Even their heavy cutting tools
had failed to do much good when applied to the ceramite plates. It was
a lesson she never forgot. The new armor was easy, just a couple of
snaps and some buckles. The new suits also lacked the nanoservos in
the older, heavier armor. In the old suits, they were there to
compensate for the additional weight. The new suits had no need for
them. But they could give her bursts of superhuman strength if she
really needed it. In an emergency, Jade could tear through a ship's
bulkhead with just her suit. It was an ability she considered to be
insurance in case all weapons failed. Jade slowly put on her armor,
checking each piece and each function. When she finally got the
breastplate on and closed, she donned the heavy black battle helm and
keyed the enviro-functions. Lines of code flashed across her HUD and
rows of lights went from red to green. Rookies often took it for
granted their suits were working and ignored the power up sequence,
but Jade was too old a hand for making that mistake. Oxygen, check.
Water, Check. Painkiller, check. Stimdose, check. Through each of her
suit's over one hundred functions she meticulously followed the check
down procedure. From the radio check to the manual switch to her back
up systems she tried everything before giving the suit the O.K. to go
full active. From the charging stand she took her weapon and gave it
the same careful, calculated once over. Most of her troopers carried
simple Mark V impact rifles. They were cheap, durable, put out a
respectable volume of fire and could get decent penetration on most
substances. The heavy weapons squad carried Mk XII plasma cannon and
Dorntech Missile launchers. These weapons provided the heavy hitting
power of the unit. Individual troopers also carried non-approved back
up weapons. These ranged from single shot blast pistols to heavy
combat shotguns. Theoretically she was supposed to make sure that no
one was carrying anything other than standard issue before a drop.
Theory stopped as soon as the unit was outside of the prying eyes of
the security forces and Jade had never ordered anyone to leave a back
up behind. Jade's own weapon was non-standard and no one ever
mentioned it on her annual evaluations. She carried a Tenbar Ltd. Mark
II rail gun. The weapon had been designed for combat droids back
before the authority realized there was no substitute for men in
combat. The railguns were a masterfully designed weapon and much
sought after, but each year there were fewer and fewer to be found.
Tenbar had gone under when the droid experiment failed and now only a
handful remained in service. Jade's had been with her since she was a
raw second lieutenant. She had taken it off the body of her first
sergeant after a mortar hit killed him. The gun itself was basically
a mass driver, using a series of electromagnets it accelerated the
alloy shards it used as ammunition to almost incredible speeds. Jade
had yet to encounter anything it wouldn't penetrate within reason.
Certainly no personal armor could stop it and thus she favored it over
all other weapons. She was a big believer in making each hit count.
"Now hear this, now hear this, all marines to boarding stations, I
repeat all marines to boarding stations. Drop ship crews to your
assembly areas, drop ship crews to your assembly areas, countdown is
now t-minus fifteen minutes," Jade stood and marched off to her drop
ship. The world was tinged an eerie shade of green in her helmet's
vision field. She shouldered her weapon and stepped into her drop
couch, feeling the bars move to cover her chest and thighs. The deep
padding would absorb some of the forces and her suit would suppress
more, but a drop was no picnic and she steeled herself for it. In the
couches around the open bay her troopers all stood and waited. When
the red drop lamps went to green there was a deep vibration as the
dropship detached from the cruiser. Once free the tacnet became
active. "Here we go again," Sanchez said. "Watch out for the bug
eyed monsters Ria, I hear they have a taste for earth girls," Gulliver
said with a laugh. "Fuck you," Ria responded. "Better me than
little green men baby, I'll butter your muffin for you when we get
back," Thornton responded. "You'd fuck up a wet dream, numb nuts,"
she replied. "Knock it off," Jade commanded. "Aw hell, the bitch is
back," an anonymous voice called. "That's right, and you clowns know
better than to be fucking around on the TAC net. If you wanna have
radio sex do it on the private link," Jade said. There was silence
for a while, and then Angelina spoke over the private link. "Captain,
do you think there is any truth to the rumors about the aliens?"
"Nobody even knows if there are aliens. Much less what their sexual
preferences are. Just stick close to Sanchez and do what he tells you,
you'll be fine," "Thank you," "No problem, Kiddo," "Captain?"
"Yeah?" "What does butter your muffin mean?" Jade burst out
laughing and couldn't stop, even when the tears began to roll down her
cheeks. "It means have sex, in a loose kind of way," "Oh..." Jade
was still laughing, she knew it wasn't just because it was funny, it
was an outlet for the pent up emotions. As professional as she was she
felt the nervous energy just as acutely as the rest of her men before
a drop. "Well, I don't know if this is the time, but since we might
not make it back, you can butter my muffin anytime you want." "Hold
that thought darling, I work up quite an appetite during a firefight,"
Jade said with a smile. As much as she wanted to continue the
conversation she flipped back to the TAC net. "Jade, this is Barnham,
do you read?" the drop ship Captain called. "Over," "We have a
visual, I'm patching it though to you now," he said. Her helmet view
screen filled with a ghostly image. It was huge and looked like no
ship she had ever seen. In fact it looked like an interstellar junk
pile, with parts of several different ships haphazardly stuck
together. The two huge engines at the rear glowed with a baleful fire,
if they hadn't she would have sworn the thing wasn't spaceworthy.
"Jesus Christ," someone swore. "Stow it," Jade ordered, "What are you
getting on the sensors?" "Massive life form readings, but nothing the
computers recognize. Wait, check that, I've got some that look human,
all located in the same general area near the power core. Keelward
we're getting a massive reading of Alphas." "Virus bombs?"
"Probably." "Anything else?" "Power readings are off the scales,
shielding too. I don't think Valiant will even be able to punch a hole
in them. Looks like this trip may have been for nothing," "Fully
shielded?" "Yeah, wait! No, there is no shielding over that flat bay
near the prow," "Put us down there then," "I don't like it Jade,
that area was shielded in the preliminary scan. It stinks of a trap,"
"I don't like it either, but if they're inviting us in it would be
rude not to accept their invitation. Wait a minute, is she armed?"
"Not that we can tell, but it's possible some of those massive power
readings near the fore hull are storage capacitors for energy
batteries of some kind," "In that case make it a hot landing," "If
we do that you'll be up shit creek with no paddle lady. They close
that shield once we pull out and no one will be able to get to you."
"Affirm, call an abort," Jade said. The line was dead for a minute
and then Barnham came back on. "Bad news lady, the brass said
negative on the abort." "Figures, drop us hot then, no need for you
guys to get slagged too," Jade said. "Best of luck," the old captain
said. With a sickening lurch the drop ship fired its afterburners
and the G-forces drove Jade back into her couch. The ships barely
touched the surface of the great hulk when the bottom opened and Jade
and her fellow marines plummeted the fifteen odd feet to the surface.
Before she could even get up from the crouch she landed in, the drop
ship was pulling away. "Thanks Barnham, you're the best," Jade said.
"No problem lady, good..." the words were cut off. "Barnham? Jake?
Valiant this is Jade force do you read? Fuck!" "Must have closed the
shield," Sanchez observed. "Right. Cross, do you have a fix on those
humanoid life forms?" "Yeah Captain, kind of. I'm getting tons of
interference. Either this ship is crawling with critters or the energy
is giving me ghost positives on the life form scope." "All right,
form up. First squad you got point, Cross, stay near me with that
scope. Sanchez, you guys take the rear. Lock and load. We are on our
own here. Cat one rules of engagement." "Yeeehaaah!" "Shut up
Cowboy, and make sure that cannon is pointed away from all of us
before you open up this time, got it?" "Yes, ma'am!" "I find plasma
scars on my suit again, and it's your ass." "First squad, form on
me," he called as the heavy weapons squad moved to the point. From
where they were standing there seemed only one way in, a strange
sphincter-like hatch. "Blow it Captain?" "Yeah, blow it...Wait!
Belay that, looks like our hosts are still in a good mood," Jade said
as the opening enlarged. As she walked through Jade couldn't help
but feel like she was walking into a vagina. The alien hatchway, just
reminded her too much of one, and that was deeply disturbing to her.
The hallway they entered was round and the deck had a spongy feel to
it. Strange liquids seemed to pulse thorough the translucent walls.
Her sensors showed a high degree of moisture in the hallway, as well
as an atmosphere that was easily within human tolerances. After a few
hundred yards the passageway opened into a huge room. It was uneven
and the ceiling, if there was one, was outside the range of their most
powerful searchlights. Three passages lead off of the room in
different directions. "Which way, Cross?" Jade asked. "Fuck if I
know captain. The scopes so fucked up, the whole fucking place seems
to be alive." "Let me see that," Jade commanded. The slight marine
came over and showed her the scope. The whole tube pulsed red, with no
defining blips. "Did you check it out before we dropped?" "Oh hell,
of course I did." "Did you run it through diagnostics?" she asked.
There was a long silence. "Well did you?" "No, but it was working
okay, I swear it." "Idiot. Stow it. You can take the point since it's
worthless." "Fuck." "Stow it, Cross, you're lucky I don't have you
court martialed on the spot." "But it was working, I swear it," he
mumbled as he moved to the head of the column. "Hey there, little
buddy, welcome to the front," Cowboy said. "Stow that shit, Cowboy.
All of you, just can it. Without that fucking scope we're lost and we
can't get through to the Valiant to get a fix. I want every eye peeled
and everyone watching, we can't..." Jade's words were cut off as the
roof suddenly began to collapse, along with the walls. Troopers
scrambled towards the passageways, but each was being closed off by
one of the strange spchinterlike doors. Cowboy didn't hesitate at all
and blasted the one in front of his squad down with a long volley of
plasma cannon fire. Sanchez reacted almost as quickly, lobbing a
thermite grenade through the one in front of his squad. It exploded
behind the now closed hatch and in nanoseconds burned through, opening
the way. Ria hosed the one in front of her men down with the flamer
she carried as an auxiliary weapon, mounted below the barrel of her
impact rifle. The floor was heaving and buckling when Jade darted
through the middle passage after making sure all her men we out
"Casualties!" Jade hollered after a few moments. "Negative," Cowboy
called back as he helped her to her feet. "A-okay," Ria called. "One
down," Sanchez called. "Condition?" "He's dead. He was the first one
in, single entry wound over his heart, no exit wound. Damned strange
captain, I was right behind him and didn't hear or see a thing."
"Fuck. How far apart are we? Can anyone tell?" "Looks like thirty
feet, but this passage goes off away from you," Ria responded. "Same
here," Sanchez said. "Boom-Boom, can you open these walls up?" Jade
asked. "I can try, Skip, but it'll take a pretty big charge, and this
ship seems fragile, might bring the roof down on us all." "All right,
that's a last resort. Send out scouts, see if these passages come back
together somewhere. Recon it in force and shoot to kill, screw
scientific concerns." "Roger." "Roger." *** Ria moved out with
her troops. The stout woman wasn't too upset about being separated
from the other squads, she was used to functioning on her own. The
long passageway continued to move away from the central corridor.
After thirty minutes of careful scouting she hadn't seen a single off
shoot or doorway, but she was worried now. The walls were all of the
same strange spongy material and she could easily see where she and
her men might have missed one of those strange apertures that seemed
to be hatches on this crazy ship. "Bronson, Ricks, get back and act
as rear guard. I got a bad feeling." "You got it pretty lady."
"We're on the case." They advanced another few yards when the sound
filter picked up a sound, similar to the chittering of an insect. Ria
had only a few seconds to listen before a roiling mass of dark bodies
filled the corridor in font of her. They were pouring out of apertures
in the sides of the corridor, as far as the eye could see. She
depressed the trigger on her rifle before her mind even began to try
and define them. "Holy Shit!" someone shouted and then the whole
corridor was filled with the retorts of rifles. "They're behind us!"
someone else hollered. The first wave of them disintegrated under the
hail of high density slugs. Walters discharged his grenade launcher
and the explosion filled the corridor with black ichor and body parts.
Now that she had some breathing space, Ria took in the sight of them.
The creatures were a sickly black color and about two and a half
meters tall. Their bodies were bloated and covered with a chitinous
exoskeleton. Each had six spindly legs, and they moved with a
scuttling gait that had caused the sound she heard. They looked like
giant roaches, except for the six long tentacles that protruded from
each one's upper body. Suddenly all was silent. Ria looked around to
see her squad standing around looking this way and that with smoking
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uid=85086&page=submissions> © "Report Damnit!" Jade's voice stridently
called and Ria realized she had been ignoring her Captain. "Anybody
hurt?" she asked. "All good." "We're good, Captain, but watch it.
The walls opened up and these...things came charging out." "Threat
level?" "They aren't heavily armored, single shot will kill 'em, but
there's a shit load of 'em. No weapons that I saw." "Roger." "Move
'em out," Ria said, and started down the hallway. Stepping on the
pieces of burned and charred aliens was disconcerting, but once she
had cleared the debris field the floor went back to that same
curiously spongy feel. Ria stopped and looked back to make sure her
men were staying alert. The wall next to her opened in an instant
and a thick gray tentacle wrapped around her ankle. She was pulled
into the room and off the floor, loosing her grip on her rifle as she
crashed to the deck. The door shut just as quickly and Ria was aware
of movement, something very large was dangling her ahead of it as it
moved swiftly down a darkened side corridor. When it emerged into a
larger room and into the light a shriek of pure terror was torn from
the hardened marine. The creature was about four meters tall and its
body was shaped like a slug, with a thick trunk that stood upright.
The skin was a molted brown, with patches of leprous gray dotting it.
Located along its upper body was a mass of thick, translucent
tentacles, one of which was wrapped around Ria's ankle. There seemed
to be five or six of the primary ones and several dozen smaller, more
delicate ones. Several of the less thick tentacles slowly stretched
out and began to move over her armor. Ria calmed down when she
realized the horror had no weapons. She was comforted to know it
wouldn't be able to get through her armor, but it could still bash her
to death if she didn't figure out a way to kill it. Her com link was
dead, as were her searchlight and shoulder mounted accessory kit. It
had probably been crushed when the thing jerked her off her feet.
Ria aimed a kick at the tentacle holding her leg, but even smashing
her foot against it, using her boot as an anvil had no appreciable
effect. She then struck out with her hand, landing a pretty solid blow
that caught one of the smaller tentacles between her armored gauntlet
and her breastplate. The thing screamed, and swung her violently
against a stanchion several times. When it stopped, Ria was seeing
stars. "Bad idea," she said to herself. Kicking the thick one
holding her leg hadn't produced much reaction, so she decided the
smaller ones must be more sensitive. She needed a weapon of some kind,
but her flamer and impact rifle were somewhere back down the tunnel,
and with her accessory pack dead, she didn't even have access to
improvised weapons like her cutting arc. The thin tentacles extended
again and this time, she didn't impede their progress. Another bashing
like the last one and she might not survive. If it found her too hard
a nut to crack, it might loose interest. It didn't appear to be more
than slightly sentient and such creatures usually operated on the eat
it, fuck it, fight it or ignore it principal. Thus far nothing in the
galaxy could digest ceramite. Since it wouldn't be able to eat her or
fuck her, she decided if she put up no more fight, it might just
decide to ignore her. Ria hung limply, just watching as the thin
tentacles slid over her armor. They left slimy trails, like those of a
slug, that sparkled in the reddish light. She just relaxed, and fought
back her combat reflexes. The last thing she wanted to do was smack it
again. The tentacles slithered over her, testing the joints of her
armor and investigating each crevice. She wondered if this was how a
turtle felt when a dog was snuffling at it, looking for any weak spot.
Her only real fear at that point was that the tentacles were excreting
some kind of acid, but after a short while, she decided if they were,
it wasn't strong enough to harm her armor. Ria was totally unprepared
for her helmet falling to the ground. At first she simply couldn't
believe it. When she realized the alien had not only figured out how
the catches worked, but was able to use its tentacle to open them, she
panicked. Striking out blindly, she smashed and flailed at the smaller
more sensitive tentacles. The reaction was swift and brutal. The
thing slammed her into the stanchion again and again, like an otter
trying to open a clam. Without her helmet, her head made solid contact
and she saw starbursts. When it ceased, she was dizzy and could taste
blood in her mouth. Her joints ached and she felt serious pain in her
hip. Even with all this, she struggled mightily when it extended the
smaller tentacles again. As quickly as a striking snake, more of the
heavy ones shot out from the bundle and curled around her wrists. She
realized with growing horror that the damned thing was learning! She
twisted her body and did all she could to thwart them, but soon her
breastplate fell away. It crashed into her chin as it fell, and she
was unable to offer even token resistance, as her leggings soon joined
it on the floor. Another thick tentacle looped out and snared her free
ankle. She was caught fast as the thin tentacles divested her of her
arm guards, leaving her only in her boots, gauntlets, panties and a
thin olive drab tee shirt. The thin tentacles now moved over her
exposed skin. They were warm and rubbery and left a disgustingly slick
residue wherever they touched. As she fought against them, she noticed
a mouth had opened in the thing's upper torso. It was huge and filled
with massive, wickedly jagged teeth. The long tentacles began to
contract, pulling her towards that gaping maw, and she screamed. She
was only inches from it, when one of the thin tentacles wormed its way
under the leg of her cotton panties. All motion ceased and Ria watched
in fascination as the translucent green tentacle turned to a delicate
pink and quivered, as if in pleasure. That obscenely quivering
tentacle was more horrific to Ria than the jagged teeth, and she began
to twist and turn in its grip, trying to dislodge it. Without warning
a cloud of pink gas enveloped the shrieking and struggling marine. She
held her breath, but eventually was forced to breathe in. It smelled
sweet. Not pleasantly sweet, but a cloying, charnel sweetness that
caused her to wretch. Even as she did, she felt her body going
haywire. Blood rushed to her center and suffused her skin. Her mouth
began to fill with a thick mucous and she had to swallow repeatedly to
keep from drooling. Her nipples hardened and her aureoles puckered
while she felt her pussy begin to lubricate. She felt wild,
uninhibited sexual desire flood her being, and she moaned like a bitch
in heat. Her rational mind was still working, but a fog of alien lust
was quickly descending on it, making thought difficult. What were they
called? Pheromones? It seemed the only answer, but weren't those
specific to a species? She couldn't recall. She groaned when several
small tentacles covered her super sensitive breasts and began to knead
and pull at her swollen nipples. Ria felt deeply ashamed when others
ripped her panties to shreds, but not before she saw the spreading
stain at the crotch. The inquisitive appendages slithered into her
pussy, sending electric sparks of pleasure crashing into her head. She
was desperately fighting it, trying to keep her head working and
figure some way out of this. "Oh my god!" she cried as the tentacles
inside her pussy continued to explore, moving this way and that,
expanding her channel, pressing against it, sinking deeper and deeper,
until they began to massage some magical spot that sent soul
shattering blasts of pleasure into her. They were wiggling and
twisting, expanding her until she felt stuffed in a way the largest
cock had never done. One curled around her clit and squeezed,
triggering a mind blotting orgasm of such intensity Ria screamed out
in pleasure. Her hips were bucking and undulating as her body
stiffened and writhed as a series of orgasms simply blasted her
conscious mind. Bliss beyond mortal limits and still it came, frying
her mind, until at last, she lost consciousness in a red haze of
soporiphic euphoria. When she regained consciousness, she felt the
emptiness in her pussy and she wanted more. Pleasure on that level was
addictive and her body thrummed with desire to feel again those
massive blasts of pleasure. She slowly took stock of things. The
creature now held her spread eagle before it, with her legs open and
her pussy vulnerable. A slit had opened in its forebody, just below
the torso and a strange appendage was slowly exposing itself. When it
finally was fully exposed, Ria shook her head in stunned disbelief. It
was a ghastly color of gray, with rough and uneven bumps all along it.
The base was no bigger than a man's penis, but from there it flared
out to about the size of a coconut, it then tapered back to a blunt
point. She cried in frustration as her body betrayed her and her legs
opened wider, inviting it to consummate the act. She moaned and
gurgled happily as the blunt head nosed into her, opening her slowly.
As the wider part came to her entrance and she began to feel it expand
her opening like nothing before, the raw pleasure was shot through
with pain. The pain seemed to clear the fog of lust and Ria looked
down her body in disbelieving horror. The fat part was now lodged at
her entrance, her lips spread grotesquely wide. As the pressure
mounted she screamed in pain and tried desperately to back away. It
was no use, the tentacles held her fast, but her screams seemed to
make an impression on the alien and another cloud of gas surrounded
the shrieking woman. As the lust clouded her brain again, she ceased
fighting and relaxed. As she did so, the fat part shot into her and
she whimpered in pleasure. It didn't seem to be able to fuck her, but
Ria found herself humping lewdly, sighing and coming as the big organ
moved within her. Somewhere in the act, her mind cleared just long
enough for her to realize something was happening. She felt disgust
that bordered on insanity as the appendage suddenly retreated. It was
smaller now and deflated, but she could still feel the huge knot in
her pussy. She shrieked until her throat was torn as she looked in
horror at her obscenely distended stomach. *** "Report, God
damnit!" Jade shouted into her transmitter. "She's gone, Cap'n."
"Who the fuck is that? Davis? How can she be gone?" "Dunno. She was
here one second, gone the next. It's these fucking walls, never know
when one's gonna open up and them roach critters come tumbling out".
"He's right, Skip," Sanchez said. "Who've you lost?" "Walters, Buck,
Falcon and Jones." "Davis?" "Ria, Hotchkiss and Blanks." "They're
taking the women, Skip." "All right, reform. Put the girls in the
center and surround 'em. No more disappearances. I want to know what
the fuck is going on, so report every five by five, even if there's
nothing to report, got it?" "Roger." "On it, Jade." "Sanchez?" she
called on the private net. "Yeah, boss?" "Don't loose Angelina.
Promise me." "Relax, Jade. She'll be just fine and ready to warm your
bed on the way back. You have my word on it," the tough Latino
promised. Jade reordered her lines to protect the three female
marines in her squad, but she refused to be numbered among them and
took the point. Less than fifty meters from where she had contacted
the other squad leaders, an aperture opened in the wall and a thick,
gray tentacle shot out towards her. Unlike her hapless Marines, Jade
was ready. She twisted her torso and ripped off a burst from her rail
gun. The aperture closed as quickly as it had opened, but the long
tentacle was still stuck through it. "Boom-Boom, blow it, I want us
out of this hallway!" Jade called. The tall Nordic man nodded,
clapped a charge to the wall, and they all fell back. The explosion
was muted by the wet atmosphere and thick, spongy walls, but the
doorway was gone. Red liquid poured from it and Jade couldn't help the
impression of a gaping wound, rather than a blasted hatch. "Follow
me," she said. They had barely started down the narrower and darker
passage way when the TAC net exploded. "Holy Fuck, Holy Fuck, Holy
Fuck!" someone screamed. "Sanchez? Report!" Jade shouted. She could
hear explosions and screams, but nothing coherent. Jade charged down
the tunnel, but was brought up short by a seemingly dead end. "Boom-
Boom!" "On it!" The TAC next had gone dead silent. In just those few
short seconds. The explosion opened another gaping wound and Jade
entered the wider tunnel. Two hundred meters down the hallway she saw
a scene of indescribable carnage. She went careful, but quickly. The
passageway opened into a wide circular room. There were hundreds of
corpses and pieces of corpses of giant roaches. Sanchez's outfit was
wiped out. She saw marines pulled into two or three pieces, headless
corpses that looked like they had been chewed, and no sign of Angelina
or the other women. She found Sanchez sitting against a wall. The
redoubtable sergeant's legs were twisted unnaturally, but he came
around when Jade keyed a stim dose. "Sorry, Skip," he groaned. "What
hit you, Juan?" "Too many of 'em. From all directions. And these
giant, slug things. Rifles couldn't hurt 'em. They ripped guys into
pieces and took the girls. I let you down, Skip. Sorry." "Hang in
there, Juan. Quack! Get him to the center of the room and stabilize
him." The medic moved quickly, and soon Sanchez's suit was locked in
a rigid position to hold his legs still. "Cowboy, set up a defensive
perimeter, right here. I want at least two heavy weapons covering each
approach. Boom-Boom, I don't care how you do it, but seal those
fucking hallways. Which way did they go, Juan?" she finished in a
softer voice. He weakly indicated the hallway Jade had just come
from. "Davis?" There was nothing from them, and Jade simply assumed
they were either out of communications range or gone. "Cowboy,
you're in charge. Hold out as long as you can." "Where you going,
skip?" "I'm going to get my people back," she said grimly. "Skip,
we..." "Stow it! I know what I'm doing," she said with a lot more
confidence than she felt. "Here, boss," Boom-boom said, handing her a
shaped charge. "Come on boys, pony up some grenades," Cowboy
called. She nodded at him, no words needed, they both knew this was
probably goodbye, but they were both too professional to show it. In
moments Jade had several grenades secured to her combat harness and
she took off down the corridor, stopping only to shoulder her railgun
and grab an impact rifle. She had a hunch. Inevitably, she was barely
out of sight of her men when a side door opened and a tentacle shot
out and closed on her ankle. Jade suppressed the desire to blast it.
This thing was her only hope of getting to Angelina and the others. As
it jerked her upside down, she let the impact rifle fall from her
grasp. Thick, rubbery tentacles curled around her shoulder pack and
ripped it apart. Jade smiled grimly. Apparently her girls had taught
these things how dangerous the accessory packs could be. As she hoped,
the thing saw the impact rifle fall and made no move to detach the
railgun from her shoulder. It also seemed oblivious to the grenades
she carried. Through darkened tunnels, at incredible speeds, it
carried her, the world seen upside down to the calm captain. ***
Jade didn't struggle as the alien carried her along the darkened
corridors of the ship. Her auto map feature was active, plotting the
course. She felt her only chance to save her people lay in letting
this thing carry her to them, but it was a wild-assed gamble, and she
knew it. The corridor opened out suddenly into a huge room, and Jade
had to turn her head to see into it. What she saw was so incongruous
that she had trouble accepting it. The entire room was clouded in a
reddish pink fog that her analyzers were working on. Thirty naked or
semi-naked women were engaged in a grotesque orgy with fifteen or
twenty of the large sluglike aliens. Many of the women were techs from
Vegan and they were obviously very, very pregnant. Jade located
Angelina, she was still partially clad and was fighting feebly against
the tentacles of two of the big aliens. Jade's attention was jerked
from the insanity back to the alien holding her as thin tentacles
slithered over her armor and began to explore. They went straight to
the catches or more precisely, to where the catches should be. When it
couldn't find what it was looking for, the pseudopods began to squirm
all over her armor. Jade smiled fiercely. With a sudden wrenching
motion, she ripped her hands wide. The nanoservos whined as they met
resistance, but alien flesh gave before the micro engines and she tore
a three foot length of tentacle off as her arm came free. There wasn't
enough room here to unlimber her railgun, but the thing screamed in
agony. Jade grabbed a thermite grenade from her harness, primed it and
jammed it into its hideous maw. It dropped her when the grenade
popped off, giving it a fatal case of heart burn. Jade had barely hit
the ground when she pulled her railgun free and powered it up. She
pureed the alien holding Angelina's legs open, the high velocity
shards liquefying the alien's torso. Thick skin that resisted the
slugs of an impact rifle disintegrated under the high velocity shards
her railgun churned out. The others seemed too taken in their
coupling to notice as she picked them off, one after the other. As the
last of them tottered and fell Jade moved to Angelina. The small girl
was lying on her back and furiously masturbating. She was gorgeous and
the look of pure abandonment on her face was incredibly sexy, even in
these circumstances. Jade felt her heart leap into her throat, but she
managed to get a hold of herself. As Jade watched, the red fog slowly
dissipated and the women around her seemed to wake from some lurid
dream. Some screamed, some cried, several fainted. Jade moved among
them, administering massive tranquilizers to those who were obviously
pregnant and incoherent. One particularly bloated little blonde cried
out in terror and Jade spun on her, heel gun at the ready. She wished
she hadn't. As she watched, the girl's vaginal lips dilated and a fat,
two foot long slug wiggled out. Jade wanted to turn away, but like a
train wreck, she couldn't. The horror on the girl's face was so
eloquent Jade would never forget it. The hard-bitten marine wretched
and blasted the small alien with her railgun after the shock wore
off. "Lady?" a voice called on the TAC net. "Jake?!" she cried
incredulously. "Shields are down. I still can't locate you. The power
that crate is giving off is fubaring the scopes." "How'd you get the
shields down?" "Valiant's been pounding away at it for over three
hours. It's apparently not armed." "Cowboy?" "Yeah, boss?" "Move
up, I'm transmitting the coordinates now." "On our way." "Cap'n?"
"Davis?" "Yes'm." "Thought we'd lost you. Move up, but go easy,"
Jade warned. Jade fretted, starting at every shadow as time passed.
Eventually, all of her remaining men joined her. Several of them were
sick when they saw the women. Jade didn't blame them; it was too
horrific for her to even begin to assimilate. "Boom-boom, can you
open us to space?" "I can, but it'll kill those girls." "Fuck."
"Jade?" Quack said. "Go ahead." "I've got a portable field
generator." "Can it cover them all?" "No, but most of our girls can
get back into their armor if it isn't damaged. And I can cover the
techs." "Do it. Boom, you set those charges as soon as he's done. You
guys help everyone back into their armor. Move it! I want off this
crate like yesterday." Previous All contents © Copyright 1998-2005.
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memberpage.php?uid=85086&page=submissions> ©*** Jade watched from
the observation deck as Valiant's PPC's blasted the alien ship again
and again. Even without shielding, it seemed capable of absorbing
unbelievable volumes of fire. Only slowly did it collapse and pieces
begin to be broken off. Jade's meditation was broken when Angelina
entered the room. "Is that the end of it?" she asked quietly. "No.
Just the first skirmish." Jade said quietly. "What do you mean?"
"The bio boys figure this is just a scout. Captain Briggs was talking
about a full scale invasion of these things coming sometime soon."
"Are the others...going to be all right?" she asked hesitantly. Jade
turned to face her and considered how much to say. A lot of the
information from the briefing was top secret, but she felt the need to
tell someone. She decided to just be blunt. They would probably soon
be in combat again and it just made no sense to her to keep the small
marine in the dark. "A couple of the Vegan techs are stark raving
mad. Command has decided to keep them in an isolation ward. They're
delivering about once every thirty-two hours. The damned things are
like cockroaches. Once they impregnate a female, she stays pregnant."
Angelina paled and her lower lip began to quiver. Jade impulsively
reached out and hugged her. "It's all right kiddo. The docs found
they can surgically remove the alien seed pods. Command's already
approved a brain wipe once the other girls are debriefed. All the
psychological help in the world isn't going to do them any good, best
they loose those memories completely." "What are they?" "Aliens.
Something completely new. The xenophisiologists are creaming their
jeans. Not only do they have live specimens coming out they can work
on, but they have a lot of data on how they operate and procreate.
Hopefully, well be getting a new generation of weapons to kick their
asses with here soon." "How do they work?" "Well, that red gas is a
highly concentrated pheromone. It seems to work on the female of any
species. The boys down in bio theorize these things move in on a
native population and just breed them out of existence. They co-opt
the species' own females, turn 'em into little alien production
machines, and just wait. That's why they have no weapons to speak of.
They don't fight you, they just impregnate all your women and out
produce you." Angelina shuddered in her arms and Jade felt bad. Maybe
the girl didn't need to hear this, but she knew she needed to get it
off her chest. "What about the roaches?" "Oh, those are probably the
remnants of the species that built those ships. With all of their
females turning out slugs, they were a dying race anyway." "I'm so
glad you..." she started before breaking down into shuddering sobs at
the memory of what almost befell her. "It's all right," Jade said
softly, "How bout we adjourn to my quarters? I seem to remember you
promised me something before we dropped." "How could you even think
about sex?!" Jade laughed as she guided the girl towards the lift.
"We're expendable babe. You learn to take your pleasures where you
can. Tomorrow we may all be dead." "I guess," she said, still
unsure. "Trust me, baby. This was a weird one, but every drop has it
horrors. If you hang onto them, you'll go nuts." Fraternization was
frowned upon, but Jade just didn't give a fuck. Combat missions always
got her juices flowing, as if the memory of Angelina in heat wasn't
enough. The little marine was made for loving, and Jade wanted her.
She was also aware that this mission had badly shaken the small girl.
If she were left to dwell on it, she might end up working herself to a
nervous breakdown. Jade had learned the hard way what a demon that
could be. If it hadn't have been for her old Co, a real bitch goddess
named Skye, she never would have made it to where she was now. On her
fist drop there had been a lot of civilian deaths and Jade had gone
into a deep depression. Skye had noticed, and the first chance she
got, she dragged Jade to her cabin. Jade was expecting a lecture;
instead the butch woman had slapped her around a little and fucked her
till she passed out. They had remained lovers until Skye was killed in
a training accident. Jade didn't play bitch anymore, but she still
remembered how the trill of her lover's hands and mouth had driven her
brooding thoughts right out of her head. A little Tharkan brandy had
helped, too. Jade just happened to have a bottle in her room. Jade
had a way with women and she sensed right off that Angelina was the
soft kind. This wasn't a girl you overbore, she was the kind you
gently seduced. Jade was comfortable with either approach. She let
them into her small cabin and motioned the dark headed girl to the
sofa. Jade made them both drinks, giving Angelina's an extra shot of
brandy. "Here ya go, drink up," Jade said as she sat on the sofa next
to Angelina. "Are you sure this is okay?" Jade smiled and traced her
finger up, along the inside of the little marine's arm. The small
woman shivered and Jade laughed softly. "I'm positive. And you're
ready, you just aren't sure." "I guess you're right," she said,
taking a gulp of her drink. "Of course I 'm right," Jade said,
confidently. Angelina took another gulp of her drink and blushed.
Jade smiled, set her drink down and took Angelina's from her hand,
placing it on the coffee table. The girl looked up at her hesitantly
and closed her eyes. It was an invitation Jade couldn't refuse. She
bent and gently pressed her lips to Angie's. She could feel the
girl's tenseness and uncertainty. Jade gently kissed her, only slowly
probing her soft lips with her tongue. When they parted, Jade slipped
tongue into the warm cavern of Angelina's mouth. She could taste the
alcohol and the girl's own sweetness. As she tenderly frenched her,
Jade slipped her hands down and began to slowly stroke Angelina's bare
arms. She felt the girl shiver and a soft sigh passed her lips,
muffled by Jade's own. When she felt the girl begin to gently suck her
tongue and stroke it with her own, Jade's hands moved to her little
lover's soft breasts. She cupped them, feeling their weight and as she
squeezed, the firm resilience of them. Her hands covered Angelina's
breasts and Jade thrilled to feel the stiff nipples pressing into her
palms. Angelina wasn't returning her caresses, but seemed to be
content to let Jade take the lead. Jade increased the intensity of
their kiss, slowly thrusting her tongue against Angelina's teeth and
thoroughly exploring her mouth. Jade's hands continued to fondle and
tweak the girl's nipples, until she felt her back arch, pushing her
breasts tightly against Jade's palms. She slipped her hands down,
caught the hem of the smaller girl's shirt and slowly lifted it,
breaking their kiss long enough to remove it completely. Jade took in
the natural beauty displayed before her eyes. Angie's breasts were
about the size of Jade's hands and perfectly shaped. The skin was
darkly tanned and flawless. Her nipples were small and pink,
surrounded by plump pink aureoles. Jade returned to kissing her,
fighting down the rising tide of her own lust. Jade shifted her body,
allowing herself room to have a hand slide down Angelina's tummy. She
stopped briefly to toy with the girl's cute little naval, before
sliding down to her BDUs, and deftly undoing the buttons. As each one
came loose, she could feel the girl stiffen, but she offered no
resistance. Jade flattened her hand, pushing it under the thick pants
and the thin cotton panties. She could feel the soft pubes under her
fingers and then the slick and silky lips. Angelina cooed when Jade
began to gently massage her mound, using a short, but slow circular
motion. Only when her little lover's breathing became labored did Jade
stiffen her index finger and carefully push it into Angelina's silken
passage. Jade broke the kiss, moving her head to capture a nipple as
her finger plunged effortlessly into her lover. Angelina whimpered and
mewled, arching her back as her pleasure spiked. Jade sucked hard,
lashing the nipple with her tongue as her lover's hips began to buck.
Angelina moaned and her hips went wild. Jade continued to finger her
and lash her nipple until Angelina's thrashings calmed. Jade stood
abruptly and scooped Angie up into her arms. She carried the girl into
her bedroom and deposited her on the bed. Angelina's eyes were big as
Jade quickly disrobed. Jade had planned on taking it slow, but the
hunger in those eyes let her know Angie was past the point of needing
to be convinced. Jade felt slightly guilty. She was pretty sure Angie
needed sex for reasons unconnected to Jade's desirability. A lot of
time, a new girl needed sex after a first drop. Some of it was the
combat drugs their suits injected, but more than that, Jade thought it
was a driving need for something life affirming. Death was all around
them, as much a part of their day as eating, and it began to wear on
you during a combat drop. A lot of women, and even some of the men,
seemed to need something to remind them life was worth living. It was
a psychological drive that scientists had yet to explain. Jade didn't
need it explained, but she knew what it was like, she felt it all the
time. As Jade retrieved her harness from the night stand and buckled
it around her waist, Angie removed her BDUs and panties. Jade crawled
onto the bed and collapsed on top of her lover, finding her lips and
kissing her soundly. Jade scooted between Angelina's long legs and
grasped the dildo suspended from her harness. She guided the head to
Angie's entrance and slowly let her weight sink it into the tight
passage. Jade spread her legs and began to fuck the girl. She let her
weight do most of the work, and soon they found a rhythm that was
comfortable. Jade deliberately had the dildo riding high, so that her
level of stimulation was minimal. Her intention was to fuck Angie to
exhaustion, as Sky had done for her so long ago, when the memories had
just been too raw and overwhelming to deal with. Angie wrapped her
legs around Jade's hips, locking her feet just below the tall marine's
tight ass. Soon she was whimpering and sighing. Those sounds soon
turned to animal groans and moans and eventually barks of pleasure.
Jade gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, trying to shutout the
incredibly sexy sounds and sights as she increased her pace. Angie
came like a freight train, her body plunging wildly beneath Jade. She
came again soon afterwards, and again and again. Jade kept pounding
into her, driving her to the edge of sanity. It was only when Angie
was babbling, moaning out incoherent entreaties that Jade shifted her
lower body and really went into high gear. The base of the dildo was
pressing on her clitoral hood now, sending speaks of pure pleasure
into her system with each down thrust. Angelina was humping back
against her, increasing the friction. She felt the girl's nails
digging into her arms, and with a groan, she felt something tear loose
inside her pussy. Blasts of pleasure radiated out from somewhere deep
inside her body as the dildo continued to saw in and out. Jade felt
light headed and cried out as Angie came unglued beneath her again.
*** Jade sighed contentedly as she sat back on her bed. Angie
shifted her body slightly, but continued to eat Jade's pussy. Jade was
enjoying her enthusiastic, if not very technically sound attentions
when the com unit sounded. She hit respond, but with the picture
killed. "Captain Wilkinson." "Jade? It's Captain Briggs. We just got
a call from the listening station near Vegan. Looks like another ship
is moving into the area. How long before you can have your men
ready?" "It'll be another week before Ria is back, and Sanchez won't
be combat ready for at least a month, but second platoon is already up
to speed on all we know." "Good. We should be on the scene in forty-
eight hours." "Roger." Angie looked up from Jade's sopping pussy and
wiped her lips. "Jade?" The tall captain gently tousled Angie's
hair and then used both hands to guide her lips back to her pussy.
"Live for the now, Angel. We'll worry about tomorrow in twenty four
hours." The small woman nodded slightly and went back to pleasing her
lover. Jade sighed happily. Sempre paratus was their motto. Always
ready. Angie didn't know it yet, but Jade had taken her off the active
combat roster for this drop. For her, part of being ready was making
sure she had an eager little lover to come back to. Besides, she
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Both of these are good... but not what I was lookin for specifically.
I had these already. Do wish the Hulk story would continue... so
much potential.

Thanks
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I have a feeling I had found it in Blackstar's story library.
<sigh> I don't have a subscription for his site anymore. Oh well.
Sometimes life takes things from you.

No dice at those other sites. I am a regular visitor on those. ;-)

Thanks,
- tether

On Jan 26, 8:11 pm, Dragonfly Stories <dragonflystor...@hotmail.com>
wrote:

> Wow, believe it or not, I don't think I ever read that story. Let me know if you find it! :)  Did you look on ASSTR, Kirsten's Archive, and LostBoy's page?

> ~~~~~~~~ Dragonfly ~~~~~~~~~www.asstr.org/files/Authors/Dragonfly/Coming soon:www.deepestregions.com> Date: Tue, 22 Jan 2008 12:25:09 -0800> Subject: Looking for a story> From: asi...@gmail.com> To: impre...@googlegroups.com> > > I am rebuilding my erotic scifi collection after a HD crash.> > One story I cannot seem to find is about woman who accompanies a> rescue mission.> The rescue team is attacked by alien creatures that take her> "prisoner" by latching onto her back and "guiding" her to their lair> where she discovers some of the people she was supposed to help> rescue.> It is an impregnation themed story. I don't think there was a sequel> to it, but it made for a great story.> > Any ideas the name and or location of the story online?> > - tether> _________________________________________________________________
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