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{ASSM} Compound X13.1 {Yotna El'toub} (SciFi F/F F/f WS M/Tg mild zoo
(plot related)) 9/11
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WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of
an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do
so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE
HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to
your own local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for
this story.
 
The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my
story.  Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and
unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure
fantasy; the author is keen to state that in reality adult sexuality
should remain only in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause
this story to fall in to the hands of minors.
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Chapter Twenty-five: Showtime!


Greta ground her hips with all her strength, rotating her slick spread
lips against the mirror image of Blakey's soaked vulva. In return
Blakey's swollen clit ploughed wet groves through Greta's wiry pubic
fleece. The captain's empty vagina regularly contracted, and ejected
molten flows of hot juices. Greta's pubis lurched forwards' forcing
her swollen clit towards the source of the warm honey that spurted
against its polished dome. The rearing bud met the grasping orifice
and brushed the tearing hymen aside. Blakey cried her passion in
muffled bliss as her mouth sought and found new lips to kiss. Drowning
in flows of heady ambrosia her tongue stiffened in tribute to the
organ that fucked her, and drove deep into the cavity of Julie's
volcanic core. Julie's own tongue ran rings around Anita's parched
lips, pausing only to play with Anita's trembling tongue as it slipped
over the nipping teeth. In turn Anita's clitoris slid fluidly over the
tip Greta's panting nose, as her ass expanded to give access to
sergeant's hungry tongue. The circle complete, the raging orgasm flew
around it at increasing speed passing swiftly from one link to the
next and back. Conserving a spiraling perpetual climax.

Two pairs of ravenous eyes consumed the Sapphic energy released and
used it to power their wickedly bobbing erections. Slowly in a charmed
dance the pulsing organs wound themselves around each other. Then the
purple tips swung to face each other dripping eye, to dripping eye. As
Kate and Amanda stood belly-to-belly, breast-to-breast, their rocking
heads twisted to watch the circular orgy before them.

Had any of the orgiastic quartet looked back at the couple they would
have been the first on earth to witness the wonder of Vagran
intercourse. Kate's weeping knob slit kissed Amanda's and the two
pulsing glans's merged into a single purple womb, firing Kate into an
explosive climax, her shaft pumped huge quantities of boiling sperm in
to the contacting muscle-lined organ. Amanda reached her peak as the
flood passed the joint summit of their clitorii and forced its way
savagely through her contracting tube into her expectant body. Both
bodies now spent they peeled away from each other. Relaxing totally
before collapsing senseless to the ground.

Although this seismic event was unseen by the fantasizing foursome the
erotic energy consumed to fuse the Vagran clitorii was returned in a
massive sexual discharge to the room. It fueled their passion beyond
the limits of normal human tolerance. Their minds froze, as the thick
sweat covering every inch of their skin evaporated in a pulse-beat,
then warm urine flowed freely from a quartet of tumescent vulvae, as
rapidly as it was produced it was reabsorbed through their gulping
skin pores. At an increasing tempo the recycling continued, while on
the passage back to the eight kidneys the chain-reaction modified the
DNA of every body cell. Eventually the process reached is apex. Four
mouths gaped screaming their mutual orgasm, just as a newborn child
cries when torn from the womb.

A gigantic pulse of erotic plasma spread away from their now
unconscious bodies. Instantly every light in the room shattered, blown
to smithereens by the alien energy. The room plunged into silence and
darkness.

 From behind the lectern a reverential figure stood, and then walked a
few paces towards the front seats, carefully picking its way between
apparently invisible glass and the smashed pots of withered plants.
Reaching a clear space Tomasina fell to her knees, and then sat on her
haunches lowering her forehead to the ground. Her hands placed flat
against the floor, the twin probes of her tongue and clitoris split
and raised above her supine form waggling, as they tasted the air. In
silence she worshiped the birth of Kate-Amanda's four daughters.

Chapter Twenty-six: Lying foundations


The pulse continued its expansion; it lapped through the lab and
across a two-mile radius of countryside, before breaking and finally
dissipating into the dawn. The first to respond to its call lay
tangled in the clinical unit. The trio, who had been relaxing
following countless orgasms, enthusiastically started to masturbate
each other with renewed vigor. Jenna quivered and strained against
leather restraints as multiple orgasms, fueled her Vagran dreams.
Beyond the lab countless couples awoke and engaged in violent
lovemaking. Singles masturbated in beds and showers, and night-shift
workers dashed home to undress. For a small part of the planet it was
a very good day to be alive, for a while the earth truly moved.
Surprised lovers looked at each other, shocked singles gazed in to
mirrors, it felt to them as if the world had changed, and for once,
they were right.

Merrill stood in a Sumo wrestling pose, savoring the tight
constriction caused by the two hands passing each other for the
hundredth time. As Ada's hand reached the mouth of her sopping vagina
it stopped for a second before returning toward Merrill's bulging
cervix. Meanwhile, Joelle's hand slid as far as it could into
Merrill's contracting rectum, twisted half way around and then started
it's trek back to the puckered entrance. Merrill's own left thumb
plunged back in, not stopping until its knuckle met the mouth of her
fully stretched pee hole. Wiggling her thumb tip she sighed deeply and
began to pull the soaked digit back out. "God," thought Merrill "Feel
so full, so fucked!" she bounced her knees in time to the beat of her
latest climax. Merrill now knew that for some journeys only a team,
would do, flying solo would just never get you to the right
destination!

Joelle and Ada lay curled on their side's one arm of each, speared
into the orgasming tutor. They worked constantly on improving their
number work and had just hit sixty-nine. Ada washed the head of
Joelle's clit with the middle of her long tongue, at the same time its
flexible tip ran backwards and forwards around the ample buds base.
Joelle' fingers held the fleshy pads of Ada's curtain-like labia wide
apart as her smooth white teeth nibbled on the rock hard acorn of
Ada's clit. Both girls screamed temporary relief into vibrating vulva
folds, rested, then set off again on the climb to still higher peak.
They would never forget their able guide and always attend her every
class. The gang of three was formed, forever, in the confines of the
small clinical units bedroom.

Jenna's eyes flew widely open as soon as the writhing snakes of the
soon to be soul sister touched the downy skin inside her stretched
thighs. Her taught muscles contracted in mini-orgasms. Above her
Tomasina lowered her nipple buds on to Jenna's teats, she gasped as
their delicate friction erected her own nipples to new heights. As the
bodies molded together Tomasina's long ribbon tongues flicked between
them lubricating the kissing slide of skin on skin.

Kate watched closely as Tomasina carried out her instructions to the
letter. As the smooth aphrodisiac-coated snakes slipped into Jenna's
twin cramping holes, She nodded once to Amanda. Kate moved her eyes to
her partner's body. Amanda slipped a hand either side of her growing
erection laid the palms flat against the shafts sides and slowly
started the alternate motion. The bodies on the bench humped
incessantly as the soul sisters reached their first mutual orgasm.
Panting heavily Tomasina slid off Jenna's heaving body and slipped to
the floor.

As Jenna slowly recovered, her senses returned, and she could now feel
the juices cascading on to her face. Opening her eyes she looked
directly in to Amanda's familiar pussy. Skillfully, and willingly she
took the hanging clitoris deeply into her hot mouth, and began
fellating her Mistress to be, with a passionate and true purpose.

Blakey returned to her office a different woman, but some things
remained unchanged. She swung her legs under her desk and picked up
the first of five blunt pencils, switched on the electric sharpener,
and soon - all was in order. Captain Blake picked up her telephone and
pressed the "LNR" button once, after the customary message, came
"beep" The captain spoke with authority "Blake, Captain badge number
349621DC, Ignore previous request for assistance, all issues at
Research Laboratory resolved amicably in most a satisfactory way. Have
instigated a new team of voluntarily female Officers to monitor
situation on an ongoing basis. Issue formal invitation to Lieutenant
Sara Johns to visit new team and review approach firsthand. Repeat
assistance not required, situation well in hand. Blake out!

Blakey laughed at her own pun as she replaced the handset with her
right hand. Then she pulled her left-hand out of her regulation white
panties and generously licked her dripping fingers. She glanced at her
clock, stood, and walked out through the swinging door. Well prepared,
she marched down the corridor to host the inaugural team meeting.

Greta sat in front of the assembled team in the briefing room, with a
vacant chair beside her. She ran a trained eye over the newly
uniformed team; the sight almost brought a tear to her eye, and did
bring a noticeable lump to her tight trousers. Captain Blake threw
back the door and swept purposefully into the room. She sat beside her
Sergeant-sister to commandingly address the assembled team "No need
for formal introductions at this point we all know each other, well -
intimately," she smiled "plenty of time for the formalities during
basic training"

However, police work demands procedures" I will now show you, in
detail, the procedures we will use before starting each team meeting.
Greta's eyes glazed, she looked from the clock to the window and
back." So this is number one, now can we have a show of hands for this
procedure? No, Ada one hand will do!" barked the captain, adding
"Greta's have you closely watched everything I've done" "Haven't
missed thing" Greta replied. The room exploded in laughter, Greta
looked from the clock to Blakey, who sat with one hand held above her
head and the other thrust down her regulation panties frigging madly.
Greta's right hand shot straight up in the air "Carried, unanimously"
Blakey gasped. The whole inaugural meeting then came to order!


Chapter Twenty-seven:  Glittering prizes


Jenna felt the solid organ wedged between her supple lips swell, as
its tip thrust lustily against the opening of her throat. The eye at
the apex of the glans dilated fully as it prepared to cough the
contents of Amada's shaft into the aching, accepting larynx. Amanda
tensed her hips pistoning her shaft deeply in to Jenna's throat as her
shrill orgasmic scream split the morning air. Torrents of Amanda's
spunk filled and then overflowed from Jenna's generous mouth. Jenna
tore her restraints free as if they were made of tissue paper, her
orgasm raged as she rubbed her gasping chin roughly in to the humping
mound of straight blonde hair. For the second time in a few hours
Jenna's will vanished in to a deep Vagran trance.

Jenna, approached the beautiful planet from the dark void of space,
her eyes drank in its splendor and were left thirsty for more. She
tumbled from the pink cloud fringed sky and landed feet first, in lush
damp grass. In front of her stood a large Arched vulvularly shaped
door set in to a wall that looked spun from pure platinum silk. The
edges of the door peeled their thick labial folds back to reveal a
pulsating glistening red tunnel beyond them. At once the image
vanished, to be replaced by a shimmering alien female lounging on a
long low bed of undulating velvet hide.

Jenna gazed half lovingly, half awe struck at the captivatingly
sensuous being, and then without moving its succulent lips it spoke
inside her head. "Welcome Jenna I am Vagr-lo keeper of the Female Dom,
you have earned the right to my counsel by being the most resistant
female of any species I have encountered in a millennium, speak your
questions human" "WHY?" was all the shocked scientist could manage.
"To survive, to grow, if we don't infect - we Vagran's die as a race,
we will not suffer the fate of the Vagran male" the voice echoed in
her skull "You have males?" Jenna asked in shock "Had, ten millennia
ago they passed from Vagra. A troublesome aggressive breed, always
warring, until my tribe the lo developed the Dom" Vagr-lo spoke in a
reverential tone.

"The Dom, what are they?" Jenna asked with increasing interest "No
more than two simple viruses engineered by the male scientists to wipe
out the other tribes by turning their DNA against them!" "How can you
use DNA as a weapon its when it is just a molecule?" Jenna asked in
confusion "The Male Dom virus would stop all DNA replacement, speeding
aging and sterilizing the tribes males - in a generation all other
Vagran male tribes would be gone, the lo would dominate" Vagr-lo
continued "The Female Dom virus would change all Vagran females, the
ki, phi and clo, into lo females - breeding stock for the male lo"
Vagr-lo added with disgust" "So they used the Dom's but the effects
were not as predicted!" Jenna guessed.

"No, none were foolish enough try," replied the alien "Vagran's are an
intelligent race, some times - too much so. It was declared that all
stocks of both Dom strains would be sealed in the depths of the planet
and details of their viral construction and geographic position
destroyed. All was safe and strife free for millennia, until a rogue
comet struck the planet and split the containment crust. Non-knew the
deserted plain had any importance. Until the plagues struck, then
there was little time to produce inoculants and no information on the
viral structures. The potency of the strains had increased a thousand
fold over the viruses long incarceration the released Dom killed all
Vagra males within months.

Within a year of the release all Vagran females other than the lo,
also died. Now the female lo too faced extinction as we could not
reproduce, but we knew could make our DNA parasitic; and look for
other worlds and other species as hosts to resurrect the Vagran race.
We slavishly worked until only a hundred lo remained, then many
decided to mutate and start the host-search without fully testing the
modified DNA rather than face extinction. The DNA they used, I Vagr-lo
Vagran scientist prepared, I am the architect of my races dishonor!
What you have seen on your world is the result of our advanced
science, perverted by our desperation to survive. I am the last
surviving unmutated lo, the rest are the scourge of the universe -
sexual predators"

So Jenna now you know the origin of your misguided discovery you must
return to the earth, but first will I reward, and punish you in equal
measure" Vagr-lo stood "To reward your will in fighting our perverted
DNA, and I re-craft you as Jen-lo granting in you all lo powers - you
will be the only alien life-form in the galaxy to wield these" Vagr-lo
more spoke coldly "I must however punish you for your scientific evil;
no being should attempt to alter the fabric of life for mere pleasure,
or indeed even survival. Jen-lo your knowing scientific mind will be
caged in that of Vagran slave, able to see and feel all - but unable
to communicate your insight and knowledge with any. You will know of
my pain trapped here, as I am, the last pure Vagran; the sole witness
to the corruption of my noble kind! Your screaming intellect will
watch your race die while you are trapped within your unending female
desire!" Vagr-lo brought her slim hands together the counsel was
complete.

Jenna howled in her alien agony, as the pain of mutation that
shattered her existence immediately followed the statement. In a
single orgasm so intense that the pain of the pleasure sent her
conscious mind fleeing to its safety of its cage, just as Taylor would
have run in for a favorite bowl of fruit. The cage door locked as the
uplink ended.

Kate and Amanda stood close to the bench gazing down at the changes
that had flashed across Jenna's body. The hours that Jenna had spent
on Vagra counseling with Vagr-lo passed for them as mere seconds on
the clock. On the bench lay a pale skinned being, on which elegant
purple markings swirled tattoo-like around its limbs and bald scalp
generating a calm hypnotic aurora. Her boyish breasts we tipped with
wide pink hued areola and slender pointed nipples. Above the valley of
her bare pudenda stood a proud vertically split clitoris. The upper
bud formed a of full six inches of purple pulsing veined glans and the
lower four inches long and three in girth was a smooth domed ended
probe.

At that instant Jen-lo's eyes flickered open and the pale violet
almonds surveyed the scene. Jen-lo saw two prostrated forms, foreheads
touching the floor where their palms lay flattened. There was a
familiar standing form; Jen-lo swung her head in its direction. The
known but unknown form emitted a noise "Jen, its me Amanda, your
mistress" All three minds heard the same question at once, the voice
dripped with need for an answer "I am Jen-lo, what is your desire"
Kate rose to her feet "Jen-lo I desire your knowledge of Vagra" "There
is no knowledge or I would tell" Echoed in all three minds.

"Jen-lo I desire you as my slave" spoke a quaking Amanda "I am forever
to you bound, what is your desire, I only need to know" Only Amanda's
mind heard the reply and she smiled broadly "Did she speak to you,
what did she reply" Kate asked "Exactly what I wanted" replied Amanda.
Kate's voice crackled with annoyance "Reply to me slave I command you"

Amanda grinned. "What did she say to you, I want to know?" snapped
Kate "That she serves only one mistress now, and she is forever bound
to one mind" Replied Amanda in triumph "But she is pure-breed lo do
you have any idea of the power she has?" Asked Kate "No, but I expect
I'll have fun finding out" replied Amanda

In another dimension a different mind answered the questions in a calm
human voice "No, Mandy you are my lover not my mistress1" "Yes I know
all about Vagra, what do you want to know?" "I will never be your
slave, but I'll willingly be you partner" "Nobody talks to Jenna Marsh
like that and gets a reply!" "Speak back, why don't you reply - CAN'T
ANY OF YOU HEAR ME" Jenna reached out a hand to Mandy, nothing
happened, she couldn't feel her body; she was paralyzed, but watched
her body doing things she hadn't asked. If Jenna had a mouth it would
have screamed, and had she eyes they surely would have cried.


Part nine of eleven
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Foot Notes
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