The Abduction Sci Fi & Fantasy Her violent shaking made the nipples on her chest vibrate against Grendel's fingertips in a most pleasing manner, he also learned. First we can look like humans." "You know, I've heard about these alien abductions, but I didn't believe in them," Topaz stated. I'm turning off the sedative beam, and putting her in a stasis field. A thin fluid began leaking out of her largest opening down there, and it gave off a mesmerizing scent. "That leaves this larger one. Remember what the manual says about first encounters. Bathed in its eerie luminescence, she didn't awaken. This also caused Topaz's pelvis to tilt towards her tummy. Perhaps it should be pointed out that their names were not Grendel and Matrix. Worried, Matrix looked up and said, "Sorry, Miss. "And it'll be the focus of our experimentation. Those gentle tugs at her scalp sent soothing waves through her nervous system. She was too concerned as to why she was here, and who these men were. "So you were paying attention, at least to that part. "And what are those for again?" "You know, I've heard about these alien abductions, but I didn't believe in them," Topaz stated. Strange equipment was visible, here and there, and unusual sounds could be heard - sort of electronic sounds. No one saw the beam, since Topaz was sound asleep and there was not another farmhouse for miles. We're just going to do some measurements." He made a sound like he was clearing his throat. Therefore, she didn't swim her way back to consciousness, even as the beam lifted her gently up above her bed. "And you want to perform some measurements. First we can look like humans." The taller man spoke. Topaz groaned loudly and shook. "Now I know why those big macho guys that were abducted called it an anal probe! They didn't want to admit to being buggered up their asses!" It was probably a good thing that Topaz was unconscious. "Oh I suppose now comes the anal probe, I've heard about. He learned that it took six more strokes like that before Topaz stiffened, and then started shaking uncontrollably, voicing strange syllables with her eyes squeezed tightly shut. She'd probably have been mortified to have two perfect strangers staring at her most intimate area as it was thus revealed. And then I'll be released, unharmed?" Perhaps it should be pointed out that their names were not Grendel and Matrix. "And what are those for again?" A slightly brighter beam of a different wavelength emerged from the craft and enveloped Topaz completely. She was so distraught that she didn't immediately notice the loss of her pubic hair. The depilatory solution had performed perfectly - her sexual region was now fully exposed, and met all the proper criteria. There wasn't very much wind, so the fields of ripe wheat that surrounded her house made only gentle whispering sounds as their heads brushed against each other. Her nose, ears and mouth seemed to conform to the manual they were studying as they examined her. When the nightdress top reached the region of Topaz's areolae, it seemed to snag. "You picked a defective specimen!" He couldn't help but sound both gleeful and disappointed. "OK, I get it, I think," Grendel commented. The beam slid lower, and the top of the nightdress followed it downward.
On another reaction plate, Matrix used a new hair and skin cells, and tried solution KHE65. He harvested some more pubic hairs, and skin cells, and tested them with solution KHE51. It might prove to be the very essence of this being. There wasn't very much wind, so the fields of ripe wheat that surrounded her house made only gentle whispering sounds as their heads brushed against each other. a spaceship? And you must be aliens?!" She sounded actually curious now. As her excitement grew, her breathing accelerated, as did the pumping of her heart. "Now what?" As her excitement grew, her breathing accelerated, as did the pumping of her heart. There were two men in the room, and she was about to speak with them when she spotted something very familiar. "I don't see any fluid," he complained. "Yes, I think so. I think having her upright will help her feel less panicked." As, using a beam, he manipulated Topaz up against a bulkhead, the air around the two aliens shimmered, and their forms took on the appearance of two men in white lab coats. "Oh my god, no!" she exclaimed. You guys may be aliens, but you're really making me horny, touching me like this! Please measure that part again!" The taller man spoke. Again the dim beam sprang to life and move to Topaz's shoulders. We mean you no harm." Topaz was, of course, hearing his words in her mind. The smooth pink skin between her neck and shoulders was revealed, as was the skin over her collarbones. Instead, they got magnification devices, and looked into her ears, nose, and mouth. He continued his examination down her torso, giving a cursory look at the curious indentation in the center of her abdomen, and moving lower. "So you were paying attention, at least to that part. "Umm, and that's why we had to remove that lower hair, in case you were wondering." "Look down here," Grendel said, indicating Topaz's rather untamed pubic bush. She felt naked and vulnerable. She was too concerned as to why she was here, and who these men were. Therefore, she didn't swim her way back to consciousness, even as the beam lifted her gently up above her bed. "Should we use this solution elsewhere? Like up here? Or in here?" First, he pointed at Topaz's head, and then at her armpit. Grendel controlled his anger at being called a 'ojiwetz' like that, because he needed to have a delicate touch on the beam controls. ummm... The cloth of her nightdress started into motion, slipping slowly off her shoulders and moving downward. And then I'll be released, unharmed?". I'm turning off the sedative beam, and putting her in a stasis field. "Now, we're about ready to wake her up. Listen. Her eyes were closed, and they left them like that for the moment. "Oh I suppose now comes the anal probe, I've heard about. They were intrigued when goosebumps formed near their fingertips. We can't keep her unconscious for much longer. or... The smooth pink skin between her neck and shoulders was revealed, as was the skin over her collarbones. Similarly, this very tiny opening - right here - that's for the release of liquid wastes." He was, of course, indicating Topaz's pee hole at that point. The craft descended from the sky and silently aligned itself with Topaz's bedroom window. She puts food into her mouth up there, and, after processing and assimilation, what's left emerges from that opening down there. "I don't really see any reason to make alterations at those places. "Let's test these samples."
Grendel studied Topaz's crotch. But the clarity of the communication was such that she didn't even notice that only she was speaking aloud. See?" He practically shoved the manual at Matrix. A dim beam struck the sheet covering Topaz, whereupon it gracefully and soundlessly folded itself to the foot of the bed. You can be such a ojiwetz, at times, you know!" "I've got it. "What? A specimen? Like for dissection?" Her voice was now filled with panic. "Look down here," Grendel said, indicating Topaz's rather untamed pubic bush. As if the young woman was some fragile piece of fragulim, they gently pulled the limbs a little sideways, and lifted them up at the same time. "A footnote says they also contain pleasure sensors, perhaps to insure that she spends enough time feeding her offspring." Topaz was, of course, hearing his words in her mind. "You picked a defective specimen!" He couldn't help but sound both gleeful and disappointed. "No, no! Nothing like that! I assure you. Sometime later, the crickets hushed their melody, reacting to some stimulus. Matrix sighed mentally. so... That same beam then scanned up and down her recumbent form several times, as if measuring or calculating something. Honestly, I don't know what aliens find is so fascinating with our poop chute!" "Really? They come apart... Let's separate them for a better view." He took hold of Topaz's thigh and leg on one side, while Grendel lifted those on the other. Her nose, ears and mouth seemed to conform to the manual they were studying as they examined her. "Too strong, idiot," Grendel complained. There wasn't very much wind, so the fields of ripe wheat that surrounded her house made only gentle whispering sounds as their heads brushed against each other. But let's not forget - she also has sensors here, here, and especially here that we need to keep in mind." He'd indicated, respectively, her mouth, anus, and clitoris. After Topaz seemed to get her breathing back under control, Matrix said, "That takes care of the external measurements, I think." "Did you ever stop to think that maybe she has no young that she's nourishing?" Matrix said, with overtones of smugness. "Oh?" Grendel sort of mentally grunted. You guys may be aliens, but you're really making me horny, touching me like this! Please measure that part again!" Her heart rate and breathing rate slowed as she calmed down. Ready for transformation?" Somehow, Topaz didn't feel safe at all. The smooth pink skin between her neck and shoulders was revealed, as was the skin over her collarbones. A dim beam struck the sheet covering Topaz, whereupon it gracefully and soundlessly folded itself to the foot of the bed. She was so distraught that she didn't immediately notice the loss of her pubic hair. She'd probably have been mortified to have two perfect strangers staring at her most intimate area as it was thus revealed. We're just going to do some measurements." He made a sound like he was clearing his throat. But let's not forget - she also has sensors here, here, and especially here that we need to keep in mind." He'd indicated, respectively, her mouth, anus, and clitoris.
"Oh my god, no!" she exclaimed. Topaz groaned loudly and shook. This also caused Topaz's pelvis to tilt towards her tummy. "This specimen seems to have excellent mammary glands," Matrix remarked, pushing them gently from side to side. Topaz was getting her eyes back into focus. It might prove to be the very essence of this being. Grendel was still holding the spray device. She seemed to be in a bright room with metal walls. And then I'll be released, unharmed?" Matrix glanced at the open manual. But we might have to sedate her again at that point." They could tell she was relaxing, so they moved slowly forward and began running their fingers along her body. Nothing happened. Matrix tried to keep a tone of smugness out of his communication. Topaz gasped and nodded. Grendel held his rebuttal, and concentrated on enveloping Topaz with the beam again, lifting her, rotating her, and floating her to land softly on top of the table. She puts food into her mouth up there, and, after processing and assimilation, what's left emerges from that opening down there. She'd decided to leave the window wide open for ventilation, also. There were two men in the room, and she was about to speak with them when she spotted something very familiar. They were intrigued when goosebumps formed near their fingertips. "Say, wait a minute. And there couldn't be a laboratory like this for hundreds of miles. "And it'll be the focus of our experimentation. Prodding extra delicately in the pubic forest, he said, "Wait... Grendel was still holding the spray device. When I went to sleep I was in my own bed. Her nightdress. We'll do this gradually, in steps. When I went to sleep I was in my own bed. "Should we use this solution elsewhere? Like up here? Or in here?" First, he pointed at Topaz's head, and then at her armpit. "Language, Grendel! There's no need to use such a swear word!" Matrix chastised him. They were seeing their first earthling in orgasm, and mentally sharing in her sensations - these novel thrills were exhilarating to the aliens. They were communicating in a manner that we humans would call mental telepathy. He continued his examination down her torso, giving a cursory look at the curious indentation in the center of her abdomen, and moving lower. And once she acclimates to that, we'll let her see what we really look like. And when one of them stroked the back of her neck, she almost purred with delight. He produced a couple of tools rather equivalent to forceps, except they were glowing bands of hardened light. The beam vanished for the most part, leaving only a tiny spot on her forehead to keep her sedated, and they both gathered around their specimen. "Well, if it's so easy, then get on with it, instead of bragging about your prowess," Matrix complained. They could tell she was relaxing, so they moved slowly forward and began running their fingers along her body. Gradually, she felt caresses on her buttocks, thighs, calves, tummy, hips, flanks, neck and breasts. But nice as it felt, it didn't distract her from the key word he'd said. That susurration was quite soothing and Topaz quickly slipped into slumber. "Then why does it look so different on the diagram?" Grendel almost whined. "OK," Matrix said. She seemed to be in a bright room with metal walls. She was no longer thinking about measurements - she was awash in pleasure.
Topaz's eyelids flew up out of sight. "Well, if I ignore the fact that it's so... And once she acclimates to that, we'll let her see what we really look like. Her nightdress. Her violent shaking made the nipples on her chest vibrate against Grendel's fingertips in a most pleasing manner, he also learned. She was so distraught that she didn't immediately notice the loss of her pubic hair. Her nightdress. Those gentle tugs at her scalp sent soothing waves through her nervous system. I mean... Without really thinking about it, he took his fingertip and slowly stroked the clit's shaft from its base to its tip. To their delight, it worked perfectly! The hair dissolved completely, but the skin cells were totally unharmed. But the clarity of the communication was such that she didn't even notice that only she was speaking aloud. Listen. This specimen has none! Crap! We wasted the trip! We'll be a laughingstock." Grendel controlled his anger at being called a 'ojiwetz' like that, because he needed to have a delicate touch on the beam controls. They lifted her breasts in all directions, as if expecting to find something under them. She felt naked and vulnerable. So she called out, "Who are you? Where am I? What do you want with me? And why am I naked!" Her tone of voice was a mixture of anger and hysteria. "Well, it's not exactly an anal probe," Matrix stated, manipulating the field that held her so that it bent her over at her waist. "Yes, yes. "There! Happy now?" Meanwhile, Matrix had become intrigued by her labia as they also engorged and became puffy. We can't let her see our true form - not right away. As the width of the beam decreased, Topaz rotated in the air until her head was pointed at the open window. "Maybe that's why this craft comes equipped with the solution rack. This is... He harvested some more pubic hairs, and skin cells, and tested them with solution KHE51. The beam vanished, and there was a long interval. "That's correct," Matrix agreed. She looked down. This isn't some laboratory. A thin fluid began leaking out of her largest opening down there, and it gave off a mesmerizing scent. Otherwise she might be squirming around or something." Grendel indicated his agreement. "I've got it. Remember what the manual says about first encounters. The tilting of her pelvis brought her pinkish-brown ass hole into view. And the separation of her thighs had caused her labia to part, opening her slit. "Well, you didn't say!" Grendel rebutted. Don't let her bump against the window," Matrix said. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe she has no young that she's nourishing?" Matrix said, with overtones of smugness. She instinctively cupped her sex, and her touch reported how bald and smooth it felt. Without really thinking about it, he took his fingertip and slowly stroked the clit's shaft from its base to its tip. I'm turning off the sedative beam, and putting her in a stasis field. "And you want to perform some measurements. Matrix used the beam to move her nightdress to a nearby bench. "That little thing? That's important?" Grendel scoffed. He then flushed the region with water, which also whisked into the vacuum. Grendel failed to rise to the challenge. We're a scientific survey, and we've selected you as a specimen."
Meanwhile, Matrix and Grendel were getting strong mental pictures from Topaz about her assumptions of what aliens looked like. But his attention was diverted at that point. "The external ones?" she echoed. Don't let her bump against the window," Matrix said. Topaz, wearing a thin nightdress, gratefully climbed into her bed after a long day working in her farmhouse studio. "That leaves this larger one. It was enchanting. Oh yes, in case you hadn't figured it out by now - these two were aliens. When the nightdress top reached the region of Topaz's areolae, it seemed to snag. They were careful to touch her gently, because at first she was as skittish as a newborn filly, shivering wherever their fingers made contact. It was a warm summer night in Nebraska, so she only pulled the sheet up to cover herself. "Oh no," Matrix groaned mentally, "not the big head idea - that looks so gross." "OK," Matrix said. If I pull these back, like this... a spaceship? And you must be aliens?!" She sounded actually curious now. "Very good," Matrix praised him. Again the dim beam sprang to life and move to Topaz's shoulders. Worried, Matrix looked up and said, "Sorry, Miss. That's the whole reason we came to this place. "Now, we're about ready to wake her up. "There! Happy now?" The men moved closer, a look of concern on their faces. You saw through our ruse. Worried, Matrix looked up and said, "Sorry, Miss. It looked like it was fully erect, and a perfect size, even if it was green." "Okay, okay! Can you rotate her vertically now?" The beam moved, activated by the controls being manipulated by Grendel. Why three?" "Don't worry... When its luminescence only covered Topaz's head, he paused, feeling a bit drained, but triumphant. His garments dissolved like magic, and Topaz found herself faced with a pretty nice looking cock jutting from his loins. That opening is normal." Matrix examined the area, covered with the matted flame colored hairs. You're safe." "That is precisely correct, Miss." "Too strong, idiot," Grendel complained. "I don't really see any reason to make alterations at those places. "Yes! This is the right one! Make a note, Matrix." A suction device snaked up from under the table and was placed close to Topaz's sexual region. You take that limb, and I'll take this one. "Now I know why those big macho guys that were abducted called it an anal probe! They didn't want to admit to being buggered up their asses!" "Careful now, Grendel. No one saw the beam, since Topaz was sound asleep and there was not another farmhouse for miles. They were communicating in a manner that we humans would call mental telepathy. so... against the deck for balance and then carefully narrow your beam upward until it only covers the top part of her." They could tell she was relaxing, so they moved slowly forward and began running their fingers along her body. The beam vanished for the most part, leaving only a tiny spot on her forehead to keep her sedated, and they both gathered around their specimen. "The manual says they're for nourishing the young. The beam vanished, and there was a long
interval. Matrix sighed mentally. this must be... It shows a sexual slot. wait. That same beam then scanned up and down her recumbent form several times, as if measuring or calculating something. It was actually rather nice. "Measurements?" Her hands dropped to her sides as she looked around the room more carefully. earthlings call them 'feet' I think... We can't let her see our true form - not right away. "Now what?" Grendel deftly maneuvered Topaz through the window and in through the open hatch of the craft. "No, no! Nothing like that! I assure you. "Can you get her onto the examination table?" Matrix obligingly stroked her clit again. Out in the fields, crickets chirped their nighttime communications. Bathed in its eerie luminescence, she didn't awaken. Her nipples engorged, stiffening, and the areolae that encircled their bases became all crinkled and pebbled, creating a fascinating texture. It'll take some getting used to, though." He looked closer. "You picked a defective specimen!" He couldn't help but sound both gleeful and disappointed. "OK, I get it, I think," Grendel commented. "Now I know why those big macho guys that were abducted called it an anal probe! They didn't want to admit to being buggered up their asses!" "Now I use this," Matrix replied. "Calm down, please. But nice as it felt, it didn't distract her from the key word he'd said. First we can look like humans." "Then why does it look so different on the diagram?" Grendel almost whined. "The manual says they're for nourishing the young. Out in the fields, crickets chirped their nighttime communications. Finally, the nightdress rippled down to the floor, leaving Topaz fully naked. Without really thinking about it, he took his fingertip and slowly stroked the clit's shaft from its base to its tip. The beam vanished for the most part, leaving only a tiny spot on her forehead to keep her sedated, and they both gathered around their specimen. "Look down here," Grendel said, indicating Topaz's rather untamed pubic bush. "I wasn't expecting three openings. Topaz might have been thinking they were measuring her, but they were actually feeling her up, and enjoying it greatly, now that she was alert and cooperating. Over on a bench. "You can barely see it, almost covered by that yucky pink flesh." "Language, Grendel! There's no need to use such a swear word!" Matrix chastised him. Matrix had to gently jiggle the beam until the cloth finally slid free of her nipples. A dim beam struck the sheet covering Topaz, whereupon it gracefully and soundlessly folded itself to the foot of the bed. This also caused Topaz's pelvis to tilt towards her tummy. "Well, if it's so easy, then get on with it, instead of bragging about your prowess," Matrix complained. Topaz, wearing a thin nightdress, gratefully climbed into her bed after a long day working in her farmhouse studio. He carefully snipped off a few of the pubic hairs, collecting them. "Yes! This is the right one! Make a note, Matrix." A suction device snaked up from under the table and was placed close to Topaz's sexual region. We mean you no harm." Grendel held his rebuttal, and concentrated on enveloping Topaz with the beam again, lifting her,
rotating her, and floating her to land softly on top of the table. Bathed in its eerie luminescence, she didn't awaken. "Let's test these samples." "Now I use this," Matrix replied. Topaz gasped and nodded. They started methodically at the top, examining Topaz's flame red hair, which fell in soft waves almost to her shoulders. When its luminescence only covered Topaz's head, he paused, feeling a bit drained, but triumphant. Ready for transformation?" Matrix thought back at him, "Yes, let's do it." To Topaz he said, "Yes, Miss. The tilting of her pelvis brought her pinkish-brown ass hole into view. This isn't some laboratory. Those gentle tugs at her scalp sent soothing waves through her nervous system. Did you ever think of that?" Matrix offered. "This one lacks a sexual opening. See?" He practically shoved the manual at Matrix. earthlings call them 'feet' I think... Sensors probed the interior of the room. Matrix had to gently jiggle the beam until the cloth finally slid free of her nipples. He knew he'd have to sample that fluid, sometime soon. You take that limb, and I'll take this one. "It felt wonderful. Similarly, it took a little jiggling to work the material free when its sleeves reached her wrists and hands. "Aha!" he almost crowed. She liked the way her hair was being stroked. He continued his examination down her torso, giving a cursory look at the curious indentation in the center of her abdomen, and moving lower. "You're right. "I don't see any fluid," he complained. They started methodically at the top, examining Topaz's flame red hair, which fell in soft waves almost to her shoulders. And the separation of her thighs had caused her labia to part, opening her slit. "You mean her head, don't you? You may as well practice the correct designations." "Really? They come apart... It looked like it was fully erect, and a perfect size, even if it was green." "Really? They come apart... And when one of them stroked the back of her neck, she almost purred with delight. You guys may be aliens, but you're really making me horny, touching me like this! Please measure that part again!" Her heart rate and breathing rate slowed as she calmed down. "Should we use this solution elsewhere? Like up here? Or in here?" First, he pointed at Topaz's head, and then at her armpit. "Don't worry... And there couldn't be a laboratory like this for hundreds of miles. "It's OK, Miss. "But I guess they're true, though." It was probably a good thing that Topaz was unconscious. Everything is fine. Don't let her bump against the window," Matrix said. With the suction device retracted, Matrix compared the diagram in the manual to the place where Topaz's thighs met. "This one lacks a sexual opening. To their delight, it worked perfectly! The hair dissolved completely, but the skin cells were totally unharmed. They waited. "Oh no," Matrix groaned mentally, "not the big head idea - that looks so gross." Topaz was still feeling blissful from her lovely climax, so she murmured, "Oh! It's anal sex! Well, I guess I can't stop you." She actually giggled. Matrix used the beam to move her nightdress to a nearby bench.
The craft descended from the sky and silently aligned itself with Topaz's bedroom window. His garments dissolved like magic, and Topaz found herself faced with a pretty nice looking cock jutting from his loins. No one saw the beam, since Topaz was sound asleep and there was not another farmhouse for miles. Did that hurt?" Meanwhile, Matrix and Grendel were getting strong mental pictures from Topaz about her assumptions of what aliens looked like. "Can you get her onto the examination table?" "Now I use this," Matrix replied. Honestly, I don't know what aliens find is so fascinating with our poop chute!" "Oh?" Grendel sort of mentally grunted. But that's as close as we can get to the strange sound patterns of their actual designations. The cloth of her nightdress started into motion, slipping slowly off her shoulders and moving downward. So that's the one where the offspring emerge?" Matrix did the equivalent of hemming and hawing. She puts food into her mouth up there, and, after processing and assimilation, what's left emerges from that opening down there. I can handle this. Also, strictly speaking, they weren't talking to each other using vocal speech. Topaz inverted into a head down position. Her nipples engorged, stiffening, and the areolae that encircled their bases became all crinkled and pebbled, creating a fascinating texture. They waited. Let's do the rest of the initial inspection before we bring her out of it. Really it is. We can't keep her unconscious for much longer. Listen. Nothing happened. "OK, I get it, I think," Grendel commented. He also brushed off several flakes of her nearby skin. He knew he'd have to sample that fluid, sometime soon. She liked the way her hair was being stroked. "Say, wait a minute. "Measurements?" Her hands dropped to her sides as she looked around the room more carefully. "That leaves this larger one. Grendel focused his attention there, exploring seemingly each and every one of those tiny pebbles with delicate fingertips, before grasping her nipples and tentatively squeezing them with a mild pressure. He then flushed the region with water, which also whisked into the vacuum. "Well, it's not exactly an anal probe," Matrix stated, manipulating the field that held her so that it bent her over at her waist. The hatch closed without a sound, and the craft lifted skyward. So she called out, "Who are you? Where am I? What do you want with me? And why am I naked!" Her tone of voice was a mixture of anger and hysteria. She instinctively cupped her sex, and her touch reported how bald and smooth it felt. This is... "Yes! This is the right one! Make a note, Matrix." A suction device snaked up from under the table and was placed close to Topaz's sexual region. I mean... In seconds, both the hair and the skin cells dissolved completely. Grendel sighed back, "It's what she wants - what she expects. "Oh no," Matrix groaned mentally, "not the big head idea - that looks so gross." "Piece of utzka," Grendel said, confidently. Even though it was pink, Matrix didn't let that bother him. you'll learn soon enough," Matrix said. Let's separate them for a better view." He took hold of Topaz's thigh and leg on one side, while Grendel lifted those on the other. This specimen has none! Crap! We wasted the trip! We'll be a laughingstock."
Topaz was still feeling blissful from her lovely climax, so she murmured, "Oh! It's anal sex! Well, I guess I can't stop you." She actually giggled. At least they're green. against the deck for balance and then carefully narrow your beam upward until it only covers the top part of her." Matrix tried to keep a tone of smugness out of his communication. or... As if the young woman was some fragile piece of fragulim, they gently pulled the limbs a little sideways, and lifted them up at the same time. But it seems easier, for the purposes of the story, to act as if they were talking. Topaz might have been thinking they were measuring her, but they were actually feeling her up, and enjoying it greatly, now that she was alert and cooperating. That's the whole reason we came to this place. After all, they were experimenting and gathering data. Now put those things... Sensors probed the interior of the room. "Now what?" When the nightdress top reached the region of Topaz's areolae, it seemed to snag. against the deck for balance and then carefully narrow your beam upward until it only covers the top part of her." "That is precisely correct, Miss." "Piece of utzka," Grendel said, confidently. "Then why does it look so different on the diagram?" Grendel almost whined. "Yes, yes! Till the beam just holds her head, Grendel. But we might have to sedate her again at that point." The craft descended from the sky and silently aligned itself with Topaz's bedroom window. earthlings call them 'feet' I think... you'll learn soon enough," Matrix said. Grendel placed a hair, and some skin cells on a reaction plate, and added a drop of solution with the equivalent of the symbols 'KHE32' on its label. Grendel focused his attention there, exploring seemingly each and every one of those tiny pebbles with delicate fingertips, before grasping her nipples and tentatively squeezing them with a mild pressure. ummm... It was a warm summer night in Nebraska, so she only pulled the sheet up to cover herself. The beam slid lower, and the top of the nightdress followed it downward. Matrix glanced at the open manual. It was enchanting. wait. They inspected the strange depression in the center of her abdomen, but remained clueless as to its purpose. Did that hurt?" Finally, Grendel said, "What are we waiting for? You know what we really want to study!" He sounded a little exasperated, either with Matrix, or perhaps even with his own hesitation. "Very good," Matrix praised him. "Oh my god, I'm naked!" she choked out, covering herself with her hands. "This specimen seems to have excellent mammary glands," Matrix remarked, pushing them gently from side to side. With the suction device retracted, Matrix compared the diagram in the manual to the place where Topaz's thighs met. But it seems easier, for the purposes of the story, to act as if they were talking. You can be such a ojiwetz, at times, you know!" "Did you ever stop to think that maybe she has no young that she's nourishing?" Matrix said, with
overtones of smugness. Her heart rate and breathing rate slowed as she calmed down. Perhaps some property of the beam even deepened her state of sleep. Everything is fine. The air seemed very fresh, almost like a Spring morning. Over on a bench. "But I guess they're true, though." Meanwhile, Matrix and Grendel were getting strong mental pictures from Topaz about her assumptions of what aliens looked like. It looked like it was fully erect, and a perfect size, even if it was green." The men moved closer, a look of concern on their faces. Almost as if by magic, Topaz's clitoris had slid into view, dark pink, swollen with hot blood, and visibly throbbing with each beat of her heart. "Okay, okay! Can you rotate her vertically now?" The beam moved, activated by the controls being manipulated by Grendel. "It's OK, Miss. But that's as close as we can get to the strange sound patterns of their actual designations. It'll take some getting used to, though." He looked closer. "See? I got her in just fine - not a scratch on her." "What do you mean?" Matrix asked, a tinge of worry coloring his mental communication. "That little thing? That's important?" Grendel scoffed. We mean you no harm." "That's correct," Matrix agreed. Somehow, Topaz didn't feel safe at all. Grendel carefully sprayed the area with more KHE51, and, as the hairs dissolved in it, the resultant fluid was briskly sucked away. Look at it carefully." Finally, Grendel said, "What are we waiting for? You know what we really want to study!" He sounded a little exasperated, either with Matrix, or perhaps even with his own hesitation. "Well, if it's so easy, then get on with it, instead of bragging about your prowess," Matrix complained. Grendel held his rebuttal, and concentrated on enveloping Topaz with the beam again, lifting her, rotating her, and floating her to land softly on top of the table. Topaz was getting her eyes back into focus. "Right here on the diagram. Grendel was still holding the spray device. Let's do the rest of the initial inspection before we bring her out of it. "Please don't be frightened. "And it'll be the focus of our experimentation. "Right here on the diagram. I'm not an idiot, you know," Grendel complained. Topaz's eyelids flew up out of sight. As the width of the beam decreased, Topaz rotated in the air until her head was pointed at the open window. Even though it was pink, Matrix didn't let that bother him. You're safe." "Too strong, idiot," Grendel complained. You take that limb, and I'll take this one. "This one lacks a sexual opening. Finally, the nightdress rippled down to the floor, leaving Topaz fully naked. But his attention was diverted at that point. They lifted her breasts in all directions, as if expecting to find something under them. He knew he'd have to sample that fluid, sometime soon. Look. Her eyes were closed, and they left them like that for the moment. They spent an inordinate amount of time
examining her toes. Grendel carefully sprayed the area with more KHE51, and, as the hairs dissolved in it, the resultant fluid was briskly sucked away. this must be... Look. She looked down. They were careful to touch her gently, because at first she was as skittish as a newborn filly, shivering wherever their fingers made contact. So that's the one where the offspring emerge?" Matrix examined the area, covered with the matted flame colored hairs. Look at it carefully." "That is precisely correct, Miss." "OK," Matrix said. Look at it carefully." Strangely enough, as eager as they'd seemed to be to uncover Topaz's sexual area, they both acted reticent to start looking there. At least they're green. They were seeing their first earthling in orgasm, and mentally sharing in her sensations - these novel thrills were exhilarating to the aliens. After all, they were experimenting and gathering data. so... But careful manipulations of the beam followed, and soon Topaz was floating, head upwards. Out in the fields, crickets chirped their nighttime communications. It was enchanting. "I wasn't expecting three openings. Really it is. Oh yes, in case you hadn't figured it out by now - these two were aliens. Matrix thought back at him, "Yes, let's do it." To Topaz he said, "Yes, Miss. Almost as if by magic, Topaz's clitoris had slid into view, dark pink, swollen with hot blood, and visibly throbbing with each beat of her heart. Matrix did the equivalent of hemming and hawing. We're a scientific survey, and we've selected you as a specimen." Grendel gave one of Topaz's tits a firm, but careful squeeze. They give off some form of liquid." He scanned down the page. Look here. But his attention was diverted at that point. He carefully snipped off a few of the pubic hairs, collecting them. they come open like that?" Grendel sounded astonished. "Yes, I think so. So she called out, "Who are you? Where am I? What do you want with me? And why am I naked!" Her tone of voice was a mixture of anger and hysteria. Grendel studied Topaz's crotch. "It says that this highly constricted one is for the release of solid wastes." He indicated Topaz's anus. The air seemed very fresh, almost like a Spring morning. To their delight, it worked perfectly! The hair dissolved completely, but the skin cells were totally unharmed. Why three?" Meanwhile, Matrix had become intrigued by her labia as they also engorged and became puffy. As if the young woman was some fragile piece of fragulim, they gently pulled the limbs a little sideways, and lifted them up at the same time. They inspected the strange depression in the center of her abdomen, but remained clueless as to its purpose. Now put those things... It's no sense hiding anymore." The air around the two men shimmered, and they now looked smaller - alien - green skinned, large domed heads, skinny legs, and long prehensile fingers and toes. The cloth of her nightdress started into motion, slipping slowly off her shoulders and moving downward. But we might have to sedate her again at that point." On another reaction plate, Matrix used a new hair and skin cells, and tried solution KHE65. "Umm, and that's why we had to remove that lower hair, in case you were wondering." "Yes, I think so. "It's OK, Miss. Matrix had to gently jiggle the beam until the cloth finally slid free of
her nipples. I can handle this. "Oh I suppose now comes the anal probe, I've heard about. This is... They were careful to touch her gently, because at first she was as skittish as a newborn filly, shivering wherever their fingers made contact. The air seemed very fresh, almost like a Spring morning. The tilting of her pelvis brought her pinkish-brown ass hole into view. Matrix used the beam to move her nightdress to a nearby bench. Matrix examined the area, covered with the matted flame colored hairs. "It felt wonderful. "Now, we're about ready to wake her up. "I meant the other way, stupid," Matrix complained. "Very good," Matrix praised him. I'm not an idiot, you know," Grendel complained. She instinctively cupped her sex, and her touch reported how bald and smooth it felt. I'm not an idiot, you know," Grendel complained. Grendel sighed back, "It's what she wants - what she expects. But nice as it felt, it didn't distract her from the key word he'd said. As he ran his fingertips along them, they reacted by opening of their own accord. The depilatory solution had performed perfectly - her sexual region was now fully exposed, and met all the proper criteria. they come open like that?" Grendel sounded astonished. "That little thing? That's important?" Grendel scoffed. She seemed to be in a bright room with metal walls. there! There's her slit! It's just concealed!" Sometime later, the crickets hushed their melody, reacting to some stimulus. The men moved closer, a look of concern on their faces. Let's do the rest of the initial inspection before we bring her out of it. "If you'd spent more time studying the manual, you wouldn't be panicking. The hatch closed without a sound, and the craft lifted skyward. Did that hurt?"
Matrix obligingly stroked her clit again. This specimen has none! Crap! We wasted the trip! We'll be a laughingstock." "That's correct," Matrix agreed. They inspected the strange depression in the center of her abdomen, but remained clueless as to its purpose. As the width of the beam decreased, Topaz rotated in the air until her head was pointed at the open window. Grendel studied Topaz's crotch. this must be... "Aha!" he almost crowed. That susurration was quite soothing and Topaz quickly slipped into slumber. "What do you mean?" Matrix asked, a tinge of worry coloring his mental communication. Strangely enough, as eager as they'd seemed to be to uncover Topaz's sexual area, they both acted reticent to start looking there. The beam slid lower, and the top of the nightdress followed it downward. "The manual says they're for nourishing the young. She was no longer thinking about measurements - she was awash in pleasure. "Don't worry... I think having her upright will help her feel less panicked." As, using a beam, he manipulated Topaz up against a bulkhead, the air around the two aliens shimmered, and their forms
took on the appearance of two men in white lab coats. "You mean her head, don't you? You may as well practice the correct designations." It was probably a good thing that Topaz was unconscious. Nothing happened. Topaz blinked a few times as the fog in her mind lifted. "Let's test these samples." Grendel controlled his anger at being called a 'ojiwetz' like that, because he needed to have a delicate touch on the beam controls. Topaz inverted into a head down position. They lifted her breasts in all directions, as if expecting to find something under them. Instead, they got magnification devices, and looked into her ears, nose, and mouth. Why three?" Topaz was, of course, hearing his words in her mind. ummm... You're safe." Matrix obligingly stroked her clit again. Her nose, ears and mouth seemed to conform to the manual they were studying as they examined her. "What do you mean?" Matrix asked, a tinge of worry coloring his mental communication. "Careful now, Grendel. Over on a bench. You can be such a ojiwetz, at times, you know!" Matrix tried to keep a tone of smugness out of his communication. There were two men in the room, and she was about to speak with them when she spotted something very familiar. "See? I got her in just fine - not a scratch on her." The taller man spoke. "Well, if I ignore the fact that it's so... That same beam then scanned up and down her recumbent form several times, as if measuring or calculating something. She felt naked and vulnerable. "Say, wait a minute. Instead, they got magnification devices, and looked into her ears, nose, and mouth. I think having her upright will help her feel less panicked." As, using a beam, he manipulated Topaz up against a bulkhead, the air around the two aliens shimmered, and their forms took on the appearance of two men in white lab coats. After Topaz seemed to get her breathing back under control, Matrix said, "That takes care of the external measurements, I think." Topaz blinked a few times as the fog in her mind lifted. Look here. such a hideous pink color, it looks kind of nice, I guess. "Can you get her onto the examination table?" "Piece of utzka," Grendel said, confidently. Grendel placed a hair, and some skin cells on a reaction plate, and added a drop of solution with the equivalent of the symbols 'KHE32' on its label. Almost as if by magic, Topaz's clitoris had slid into view, dark pink, swollen with hot blood, and visibly throbbing with each beat of her heart. A slightly brighter beam of a different wavelength emerged from the craft and enveloped Topaz completely. They give off some form of liquid." He scanned down the page. Prodding extra delicately in the pubic forest, he said, "Wait... "Oh my god, I'm naked!" she choked out, covering herself with her hands. Matrix sighed mentally. It was actually rather nice. there! There's her slit! It's just concealed!"
Grendel placed a hair, and some skin cells on a reaction plate, and added a drop of solution with the equivalent of the symbols 'KHE32' on its label. Otherwise she might be squirming around or something." Grendel indicated his agreement. Grendel deftly maneuvered Topaz through the window and in through the open hatch of the craft. "Well, you didn't say!" Grendel rebutted. When I went to sleep I was in my own bed. He also brushed off several flakes of her nearby skin. such a hideous pink color, it looks kind of nice, I guess. He then flushed the region with water, which also whisked into the vacuum. "Right, right," Grendel said, almost signaling boredom at this lecture. they come open like that?" Grendel sounded astonished. Grendel gave one of Topaz's tits a firm, but careful squeeze. It's no sense hiding anymore." The air around the two men shimmered, and they now looked smaller - alien - green skinned, large domed heads, skinny legs, and long prehensile fingers and toes. And once she acclimates to that, we'll let her see what we really look like. His garments dissolved like magic, and Topaz found herself faced with a pretty nice looking cock jutting from his loins. "Aha!" he almost crowed. As he ran his fingertips along them, they reacted by opening of their own accord. Her violent shaking made the nipples on her chest vibrate against Grendel's fingertips in a most pleasing manner, he also learned. Did you ever think of that?" Matrix offered. He carefully snipped off a few of the pubic hairs, collecting them. They were intrigued when goosebumps formed near their fingertips. It's no sense hiding anymore." The air around the two men shimmered, and they now looked smaller - alien green skinned, large domed heads, skinny legs, and long prehensile fingers and toes. It was a warm summer night in Nebraska, so she only pulled the sheet up to cover herself. "You're right. In seconds, both the hair and the skin cells dissolved completely. A slightly brighter beam of a different wavelength emerged from the craft and enveloped Topaz completely. It was actually rather nice. As he ran his fingertips along them, they reacted by opening of their own accord. He also brushed off several flakes of her nearby skin. We're a scientific survey, and we've selected you as a specimen." Topaz's eyelids flew up out of sight. Now put those things... We can't keep her unconscious for much longer. Remember what the manual says about first encounters. "It says that this highly constricted one is for the release of solid wastes." He indicated Topaz's anus. "I meant the other way, stupid," Matrix complained. Somehow, Topaz didn't feel safe at all. They waited. Topaz inverted into a head down position. He harvested some more pubic hairs, and skin cells, and tested them with solution KHE51. Strange equipment was visible, here and there, and unusual sounds could be heard - sort of electronic sounds. Really it is. You saw through our ruse. "Oh my god, I'm naked!" she choked out, covering herself with her hands. "You know, I've heard about these alien abductions, but I didn't believe in them," Topaz stated. But careful manipulations of the beam followed, and soon Topaz was floating, head upwards. Honestly, I don't know what aliens find is so fascinating with our poop chute!" "Maybe that's why this craft comes equipped with the solution rack. They spent an inordinate amount of time examining her toes. But let's not forget - she also has sensors here, here, and especially here that we need to keep in mind." He'd indicated, respectively, her mouth, anus, and clitoris.
With the suction device retracted, Matrix compared the diagram in the manual to the place where Topaz's thighs met. "You're right. That susurration was quite soothing and Topaz quickly slipped into slumber. After Topaz seemed to get her breathing back under control, Matrix said, "That takes care of the external measurements, I think." Finally, Grendel said, "What are we waiting for? You know what we really want to study!" He sounded a little exasperated, either with Matrix, or perhaps even with his own hesitation. Matrix thought back at him, "Yes, let's do it." To Topaz he said, "Yes, Miss. Also, strictly speaking, they weren't talking to each other using vocal speech. That opening is normal." Topaz, wearing a thin nightdress, gratefully climbed into her bed after a long day working in her tranny webcams farmhouse studio. She'd decided to leave the window wide open for ventilation, also. He produced a couple of tools rather equivalent to forceps, except they were glowing bands of hardened light. "I don't really see any reason to make alterations at those places. "A footnote says they also contain pleasure sensors, perhaps to insure that she spends enough time feeding her offspring." Topaz blinked a few times as the fog in her mind lifted. And when one of them stroked the back of her neck, she almost purred with delight. "What? A specimen? Like for dissection?" Her voice was now filled with panic. Strangely enough, as eager as they'd seemed to be to uncover Topaz's sexual area, they both acted reticent to start looking there. Topaz was getting her eyes back into focus. "You can barely see it, almost covered by that yucky pink flesh." "Right, right," Grendel said, almost signaling boredom at this lecture. "I wasn't expecting three openings. If I pull these back, like this... "Umm, and that's why we had to remove that lower hair, in case you were wondering." "Well, you didn't say!" Grendel rebutted. Similarly, this very tiny opening - right here - that's for the release of liquid wastes." He was, of course, indicating Topaz's pee hole at that point. Perhaps it should be pointed out that their names were not Grendel and Matrix. She liked the way her hair was being stroked. Report Story bymollycactusŠ 1 comments/ 4830 views/ 9 favorites Report Story Report Story "Oh, Feiksowej! We're breaking her!" Grendel exclaimed, seeing what looked like her flesh splitting open.
Grendel failed to rise to the challenge. "Once she figures out she's in a spacecraft, we'll get a mental image from her of what she expects aliens to look like and then we'll assume that form for a while. Also, strictly speaking, they weren't talking to each other using vocal speech. He produced a couple of tools rather equivalent to forceps, except they were glowing bands of hardened light. Grendel focused his attention there, exploring seemingly each and every one of those tiny pebbles with delicate fingertips, before grasping her nipples and tentatively squeezing them with a mild pressure. "Once she figures out she's in a spacecraft, we'll get a mental image from her of what she expects aliens to look like and then we'll assume that form for a while. Again the dim beam sprang to life and move to Topaz's shoulders. Her nipples engorged, stiffening, and the areolae that encircled their bases became all crinkled and pebbled, creating a fascinating texture. So that's the one where the offspring emerge?" "No, no! Nothing like that! I assure you. wait. Gradually, she felt caresses on her buttocks, thighs, calves, tummy, hips, flanks, neck and breasts. "The external ones?" she echoed. It shows a sexual slot. Prodding extra delicately in the pubic forest, he said, "Wait... It might prove to be the very essence of this being. "See? I got her in just fine - not a scratch on her." "Well, it's not exactly an anal probe," Matrix stated, manipulating the field that held her so that it bent her over at her waist. They spent an inordinate amount of time examining her toes. "Well, if I ignore the fact that it's so... Topaz might have been thinking they were measuring her, but they were actually feeling her up, and enjoying it greatly, now that she was alert and cooperating. See?" He practically shoved the manual at Matrix. "Right here on the diagram. "Oh, Feiksowej! We're breaking her!" Grendel exclaimed, seeing what looked like her flesh splitting open. Grendel deftly maneuvered Topaz through the window and in through the open hatch of the craft. "This isn't my bedroom," was her first clear thought. "If you'd spent more time studying the manual, you wouldn't be panicking. Otherwise she might be squirming around or something." Grendel indicated his agreement. "Yes, yes! Till the beam just holds her head, Grendel. Perhaps some property of the beam even deepened her state of sleep. And there couldn't be a laboratory like this for hundreds of miles. "Language, Grendel! There's no need to use such a swear word!" Matrix chastised him. He learned that it took six more strokes like that before Topaz stiffened, and then started shaking uncontrollably, voicing strange syllables with her eyes squeezed tightly shut. They were seeing their first earthling in orgasm, and mentally sharing in her sensations - these novel thrills were exhilarating to the aliens. Look here. She'd decided to leave the window wide open for ventilation, also. "Once she figures out she's in a spacecraft, we'll get a mental image from her of what she expects aliens to look like and then we'll assume that form for a while. We'll do this gradually, in steps. At least they're green. "Please don't be frightened. A thin fluid began leaking out of her largest opening down there, and it gave off a mesmerizing scent. "It says that this highly constricted one is for the release of solid wastes." He indicated Topaz's anus. She looked down. Everything is fine. It shows a sexual slot. Sensors probed the interior of the room. Finally, the nightdress rippled down to the floor, leaving Topaz fully naked. "A footnote says they also contain pleasure sensors, perhaps to insure that she spends enough time feeding her offspring." Grendel failed to rise to the challenge. Similarly, it took a little jiggling to work the material free when its sleeves reached her wrists and hands. Her eyes were closed, and they left them like that for the moment. a spaceship? And you must be aliens?!" She sounded actually curious now.
"This specimen seems to have excellent mammary glands," Matrix remarked, pushing them gently from side to side. Topaz was still feeling blissful from her lovely climax, so she murmured, "Oh! It's anal sex! Well, I guess I can't stop you." She actually giggled. "Calm down, please. Oh yes, in case you hadn't figured it out by now - these two were aliens. "Oh my god, no!" she exclaimed. "This isn't my bedroom," was her first clear thought. That opening is normal." "Oh?" Grendel sort of mentally grunted. Strange equipment was visible, here and there, and unusual sounds could be heard - sort of electronic sounds. She was too concerned as to why she was here, and who these men were. After all, they were experimenting and gathering data. "You can barely see it, almost covered by that yucky pink flesh." Even though it was pink, Matrix didn't let that bother him. The depilatory solution had performed perfectly - her sexual region was now fully exposed, and met all the proper criteria. I mean... "But I guess they're true, though." "You mean her head, don't you? You may as well practice the correct designations." "I've got it. And the separation of her thighs had caused her labia to part, opening her slit. "Yes, yes! Till the beam just holds her head, Grendel. I can handle this. "Measurements?" Her hands dropped to her sides as she looked around the room more carefully. In seconds, both the hair and the skin cells dissolved completely. Matrix did the equivalent of hemming and hawing. "If you'd spent more time studying the manual, you wouldn't be panicking. That's the whole reason we came to this place. "What? A specimen? Like for dissection?" Her voice was now filled with panic. "Maybe that's why this craft comes equipped with the solution rack. The hatch closed without a sound, and the craft lifted skyward. When its luminescence only covered Topaz's head, he paused, feeling a bit drained, but triumphant. She was no longer thinking about measurements - she was awash in pleasure. "Right, right," Grendel said, almost signaling boredom at this lecture. They were communicating in a manner that we humans would call mental telepathy. Gradually, she felt caresses on her buttocks, thighs, calves, tummy, hips, flanks, neck and breasts. Perhaps some property of the beam even deepened her state of sleep. But the clarity of the communication was such that she didn't even notice that only she was speaking aloud. "There! Happy now?" Grendel sighed back, "It's what she wants - what she expects. "Please don't be frightened. "I don't see any fluid," he complained. As her excitement grew, her breathing accelerated, as did the pumping of her heart. "The external ones?" she echoed. Let's separate them for a better view." He took hold of Topaz's thigh and leg on one side, while Grendel lifted those on the other. We can't let her see our true form - not right away. "This isn't my bedroom," was her first clear thought. Ready for transformation?" Meanwhile, Matrix had become intrigued by her labia as they also engorged and became puffy.
Therefore, she didn't swim her way back to consciousness, even as the beam lifted her gently up above her bed. If I pull these back, like this... She'd probably have been mortified to have two perfect strangers staring at her most intimate area as it was thus revealed. Did you ever think of that?" Matrix offered. "It felt wonderful. "So you were paying attention, at least to that part. "And what are those for again?" On another reaction plate, Matrix used a new hair and skin cells, and tried solution KHE65. such a hideous pink color, it looks kind of nice, I guess. there! There's her slit! It's just concealed!" "Careful now, Grendel. Topaz groaned loudly and shook. But that's as close as we can get to the strange sound patterns of their actual designations. Similarly, it took a little jiggling to work the material free when its sleeves reached her wrists and hands. We're just going to do some measurements." He made a sound like he was clearing his throat. They give off some form of liquid." He scanned down the page. or... But it seems easier, for the purposes of the story, to act as if they were talking. "Calm down, please. The beam vanished, and there was a long interval. "Okay, okay! Can you rotate her vertically now?" The beam moved, activated by the controls being manipulated by Grendel. This isn't some laboratory. You saw through our ruse. you'll learn soon enough," Matrix said. He learned that it took six more strokes like that before Topaz stiffened, and then started shaking uncontrollably, voicing strange syllables with her eyes squeezed tightly shut. "Yes, yes. It'll take some getting used to, though." He looked closer. "Yes, yes. Grendel carefully sprayed the area with more KHE51, and, as the hairs dissolved in it, the resultant fluid was briskly sucked away. "I meant the other way, stupid," Matrix complained. Grendel gave one of Topaz's tits a firm, but careful squeeze. Look. "And you want to perform some measurements. But careful manipulations of the beam followed, and soon Topaz was floating, head upwards. We'll do this gradually, in steps. Similarly, this very tiny opening - right here - that's for the release of liquid wastes." He was, of course, indicating Topaz's pee hole at that point. They started methodically at the top, examining Topaz's flame red hair, which fell in soft waves almost to her shoulders. Topaz gasped and nodded. Sometime later, the crickets hushed their melody, reacting to some stimulus. "Oh, Feiksowej! We're breaking her!" Grendel exclaimed, seeing what looked like her flesh splitting open. Matrix glanced at the open manual