loosely based on the Game Unreal, this is Chapter 1

Unreeled1.Txt - M/M/M/? - December 01, 2003

A tail loosely based on the game Unreal 2, Done in Chapters

By SwampRat

(cl) 2003 Gay Furry Association

Note - Only Some of this happens in the Game.. Maybe if there was a talented person out

there, we might see a Mod that looks/plays like this sometime ;>

Chapter 1 - Backwater, One-horse Town

Again? Damn! I was really hoping to get back to a Real Fighting Team. I must have pissed

Somebody off, but Good! Oh Well, Back to baby-sitting aliens..

Jon took the news stoically - He only dented a few rails on the way back to his ship. All

the way back up to the main ship, he muttered to himself.. Sat in the ship as it was piloted

back up to the main Ship.

Waited until the hatch opened to grin to himself - Why do they put clothes on 'artificial

people'? Sure she had the curves.. And that was all. Everything else was smooth,

flesh-colored plasteel - No bumps, no holes, not even any hair, except on her head - They

even gave her a Tattoo. Somebody had a Bad sense of Humor.

Hello Nav. Yeah I know, My codpiece is loose again. Second-hand Power Armor. So what you got

for me? Another find out what happened to the bozo's.. Yeah, yeah. It's Work. *Sigh*

Whoever made androids so damn sexy should have to screw one - Or Try To. There were rumors

of Guys wearing Dildo's after trying to get a 'droid' to jerk them off.. Sometime bots took

things too literally.

The new pilot spoke funny but was an ok - being. Jon got briefed, found Weps was his same

old sneaky self..

"I don't want to know how you do it.. I Still have nightmares about you and that Endrian.."

Alright already.. I'm going, I'm going..

Chapter 2 - Research, Yeah - That's what we are doing

Part 1 - A Turkish Bath

Planetside. Landing is smooth at least. New pilot, same old equipment. Hey, Was that a shot?

Something hit the ship's forcebubble. Strange readings, but hardly with noting.

> Hatch opening

"What do you see, Jon?"

"Three.. No Four guys in lab coats. Lying on the grass near the landing pad. I think they

are still alive."

Still alive - With their pants ripped off, green slime running out their butts, pooling

around their faces. Looked like some had been ambushed, some had been dragged out the door.

A weapon of sorts lay sticking out of one of the guys rears like a flagpole.. The twin

prongs at the other end looked obscenely like dicks as well. He thought about removing it..

But Really didn't want to touch the slime-covered thing if he didn't have to.

Damn, I missed the orgy again.' *Clank*

Damn Codpiece! Scared me half to death.. You are going in the ship - Maybe Weps can do

something with it when I get back. At least my Ass is covered..

Hit the door button..

> Door open.

Who wrote the A.I. For these places? Door Open. Time for Nappies. You dick is hanging out of

your armor. Tell me something I Don't know - Like how to back into the Space Corps. Hmmm -

More guys, All alive. All well-screwed. How many creatures were there? It had to take a

bunch to overpower the crew like this..

Jon checked each one carefully.. Not only had they been used but there were bite marks all

over their crotches, dried saliva on their balls and bruises on their dicks - Like they had

been squeezed too hard or pushed into something too small. More stairs, more out-cold men..

No females on this outpost. Probably a Good Thing.

Did I hear?

"Help Me! Please.. Aaaaah!"

Around a corner is another guy in a white lab coat. Pinned under a door. Jon crouched as

best he could but still couldn't get a clear shot.. Nor help the guy out from under the

steel plate.

"Hang On.. I will get.. Damn!"

As he got closer, the man got yanked back..

Dare I look? Dare I Not?

Jon moved to peer through the window.. A strange creature - 4 arms, 2 legs. A ponytail that

arcs over it's bony ass. Which is busy thrusting a sizable cock into the wailing man.. It

lifts it's head and 'looks' at Jon. Then slides it's tongue over the glass.. Arched up and

makes a sound like a hyena 'laughing'. Jon can see the goo dribbling from the man's abused

butt.. Rape Is Illegal - although Open to interpretation.

Wait until I Get my hands on You, MonkeyBoy..

The door sparked. Great - Either sabotage, or Lack of Funds. Jon knew all about shoe-string

budgets... A corridor. A naked monkey-alien running past.

Get back here you..

*ZAP*

What the..? I can't move. Sparks all around me. So This is how they got the crew.. Ha-Ha. My

ass is steel-plated, so you can hump against my armor all you like. Hey! Watch those teeth..

I only have one of those! Mmmmmm.. Lick it. Don't stop! Oh. Isn't your ass a little small

for my - OW!

Jon wasn't sure who was hurt more.. His skinned cock or the creature who was screeching and

thrusting and spitting His spunk all over. What kind of fags were these? Jon was 'only

human' and came hard in that to tight ass. At least he now knew why the men had bruises on

their dicks.. It turned around and cleaned him thoroughly. So thoroughly it got splattered

with another load.

Ran off, making that weird call. A few minutes later Jon found he could move again..

Remembered all of the men still had their shirts on.. Maybe the creatures didn't know about

nipples. Good thing - His were Sensitive. Continued on, walking a little bow-legged..

Part 2 - Virgins

Another door. 2 more Monkeyboys, prodding at a camera.

"Get Away from the Camera you.. Oh Gods! I can't watch.."

Deciding they couldn't hit it or hump it, the 2 males stroked each other off roughly,

Squeezing each other's balls.. And covered the camera with green cum.. Jon tossed a smoke

grenade in. Defacing Company property might get their 'wrists' slapped.. But then they would

probably like that. Not his problem. Leaving them sleeping he continued on in.

"Authority! At last. I had to watch these creatures screw everybody for Days now.. If I

wasn't locked in they would have had Me! They appeared soon after we found this - Thing.

It's looks kinda erotic, in an alien way. Oh - The radio's only 1 way so I can't hear you."

So I can talk to myself all I like.. Great.

"You get over to the Control Room, Get me out of here, and you can have it.."

Now I am a rescue team too..

"No Problem.." Suuure...

One dunking, several fire-fights, a broken elevator and lots of doors later, Jon heard the

kid again.

Part 3 - They Never Listen

"Why! You made it.. The control room is just ahead.. I will unlock the door for you.."

"Wait!" Idiot.. Some of the aliens had been decidedly Unfriendly, shooting at him with some

kind of power lance. And all of them were lacking 'equipment' - Maybe that is why they were

so pissed off..

He started up the steps..

*ZAP*

Not Now!

But Monkeyalien was horny.. It screeched as the human cock tore into it's ass, pushing back

until their balls slapped.. Then it slammed back and forth, blasting the stairs with it's

seed, Making Jon blow deep in it's too tight hole Twice before it turned and cleaned him

with that too talented tongue. Got another load to swallow, teeth leaving marks on his

sprained cock. Almost got another before it jerked up.. Kissed his balls.. Took off up the

stairs - Like a dog being called by his Master.

Good thing - He was about cummed out!

Part 4 - Interlude

Out on the Generator gantry a young man is holding what looked like a Huge set of brass

balls, waving it at a pair of aliens - Very obviously Male as their cocks swing between

their legs.

"Virgin.." the bigger one snarls.

"Stay Away.. Don't touch me, you Faggots!"

Not the smartest thing to say to an 8 foot tall aroused alien in Heavy Armor. The Issi

jumped on the human. Ripping at it's pants, screeching laughter while the Saj grabbed at the

artifact. Snarled something as it got knocked off, dropping to the bottom floor.. Looked at

the man, Growled.. The monkeyalien whined, Grabbed the man, twisting him around, pulling his

head down to the already dripping cock..

"Take you first.. Issi not leave much left after they are done."

"Let go of me you Queer bastard!" They struggled, the Issi got knocked back.

> Alien presence detected. Shutting down Generator.

The Saj had time to curse the Issi's lineage a couple of times before jumping himself as a

mesh guard locked the generator down - Command would have his Balls if he lost the Artifact.

The 4 armed monkeyalien laughed, kicked the lad in the nuts. Grabbed him, carrying the

moaning, retching male off.. Let the masters have him - Issi wanted the Big male who made

him moan so.

Part 5 - In the Fire

Just great. Raped by a Monkeyboy - Hey, he was the one with the bruised cock.. Rescue

mission a failure.

'But Sir - I was Just..'

There were Worse Jobs than Marshall. Being a PleasureMale in an alien brothel was one.. Of

course the Pay was a lot better. And having sex with all those Creatures.. Enough of That.

Daydream later, Find out where the artifact is Now. Reloading his rifle, Jon continued up to

the gantry.

Sealed tighter than a Krelip's ass. And of course the access door was locked as well.

"You are going to have to find a way to start the generator, and see what happened."

Was that concern? Afraid if I don't come back, the next Marshall won't turn you off and

jack-off over your sexy ass? At least her cheeks gave enough he could Hump them.. Her 'tits'

were strictly for show.

"There's a hatch here. Am going in.."

More men with ripped pants and gobs of green goo all over. He picked up some more ammo -

They weren't going to have any use for it. Used a medikit - And carefully made his way

along. There must be different factions of Aliens here. Some killed, some screwed. Some

seemed to do Both!

A door with a window showed the Control Room - and 2 Saj fucking a Man from both ends. He

could hear the choked moans as one of the creatures violated his ass with a cock that looked

a Lot like it's tail. The other was feeding him it's dick, letting him breathe Just enough -

Then pulling his face to the leathery crotch, grinding his chin against the fat balls.

Clawed hands teased his nipples, raked his pale ass, stroked his dick - making him shudder

and give up his semen, which puddled on the decking.. The Saj scooped it up to feed each

other fingerfuls with obvious enjoyment. One of them noticed him, pointed to the door -

which had a defective button as well.. One last long grunt, and they pulled out to rub their

long cocks together, smear their cum on the window, lick their lips as they looked down to

growl at how well-built the human was. Turned and wriggled their butt's, tails held high.

Chatted in their own language.. Slapped each other's asses and growled.

One left to work on panels. The other reached down and toyed with the helpless man, making

him screech and cum one last time before flopping on the deck. Tossed the still dripping

male over a shoulder, pushing the limp dick in the corner of a fang-lined mouth like it was

a cigar.

"Snack for later."

Tromped off.. Jon growled as his traitorous cock for waving at the monsters.. Found an

access panel in the ground. Smoked the guard, and the Tech. Got up onto the decking. And

watched a little round cleaning robot doing it's best to vacuum up the puddle of mingled

cum. It took 4 trips to the dump station to get it all, then it bumped against the

slumbering Saj a couple of times. Decided it was too big to clean up, wasn't going to wake

up and move.. With a disgusted Beep, it returned to it's hole.

Now That was funny. 2 sliders and a button later, Jon was out the door and on his way to the

Generator.

Part 6 - Generating More than Sparks

Oh Joy.. No ramps. No Elevator. Just some maintenance walkways, some Nasty high-voltage

converter rods that went back and forth.. and a Long Way Down to the Floor. That's what

armor is for... Surfing off the metal, he hit a ledge, jumped to a walkway, Ducked under a

beam of electricity, did it again, and landed in a heap. All this trouble for that? It was

kinda erotic - If one liked brass cannonballs.

"Human.. We fight for trophy."

The translator also put up the literal meaning - 'Fight to Fuck ass.' Oooooookkkk. The Saj

had heavier Armor. It had more strength. It kept grabbing his dick! By the time he managed

to beat it off, he Had no underwear Left.. Damn alien kept opening it's faceplate to chew on

the shredded cloth it ripped free. As if That wasn't bad enough it managed to break his

butt-plate free too!

"Human Taste good.."

Yuk! Then Jon was on his back, the creature straddling him.

"Human win. Honor loser by taking him."

What?! *Pop* Went the creatures armor. It tossed the suit to one side and caressing his

dick, slid the half-hard meat into it's tail hole. Bounced so lustily and well, Jon found

himself thrusting up and into the smooth ass. The creature screeched, semen arching up to

hit the wall next to them. Did it again, dragging the scum from the poor man's abused

balls.. The Saj wriggled and Squeezed and rode his dick until he damn near passed out!

"Humans Come. Good Fight. Good Ass-fuck. Find you again."

And it was gone.

"Jon, The Space Corps are coming to take that thing from you Personally. Get to the surface

and wait for them. And Jon - Try to find some Something to cover your ass."

In This Place? The rear plate was a ruin. Damn! Perhaps a Saj codpiece to keep him at least

modest.. Hey! Something gripped his nuts, wrapping around them, caressing them soothingly.

His dick fared no better, being likewise engulfed and caressed gently. No wonder they were

so damn horny all the time.. Take it off? Not while it had his privates in a death-grip! It

looked funky but it stayed in place.

Part 7 - Reunion

"Howdy Marshall - See you got yourself a souvenir.. This it? Hate to see the Monkey these

came from."

Old Terran Joke about freezing temperatures and a Brass Monkeys Scrotum.

"All Yours, have fun on the way back. They sending someone to clean up this mess?"

"Yep.. And to make some copies of the Security tapes - For evidence of course."

Of course. He returned to his ship, thinking it would be So Nice to sit and tease Nav about

her 'Lack of Ports'.. Maybe find some way to hide his ass.. Then jerked. The creature that

lined the cod-piece was expanding, reaching under his nuts..

Stop that! I am not one of those.. Kind.. Of...

The creature had slithered between his cheeks and covered his anus in a soft caressing -

Blob. It didn't enter his hole, just rubbed and cleaned and massaged his anus, just like it

was doing to his cock and balls.. It also covered everything up. It as starting to feel Real

Good Too!

"Sorry Jon, You have to go back. Something happened to the Pick-up ship. It crashed in the

Jungle.. You will have to get them to a place where We can set down."

Great! More Paste for supper.

Part 8 - Jungle Boogie

The protoplasm that was inside the codpiece was fascinated by this new being. It had already

consumed all the dead skin and cells, replacing them with healthy ones. It rippled, feeling

the testes move in their pouch. Felt the pleasure it's movements gave.. It's former home was

abandoned, spreading itself farther up and down, Cleaning as it went, massaging the skin,

lubing it as was it's function. The symbiote liked the feel of it's new host - Both

physically and mentally. It kept his balls encased in it's body, keeping the stimulation

going, feeling the organs enlarge. As the veins enlarged, it cooled the sack.. Another part

of it's function was to keep the host in a state of readiness should the opportunity of sex

present itself..

All Jon knew was he was Happy and Horny. Returned back to the planet. Cautiously got out..

*Clank* Not again.. What do I have to do, Duct-tape it in place? Looked down. There seemed

to be some kind of black sheet covering his groin. Reached around and found another one on

back. Well - Whatever it was had him covered..

"The local fauna should be no problem.. Be careful anyway."

That's twice now - Was she falling in Like with him? Beacons lit his path, watching the

fauna watch him.. A cross between a goat and a rabbit liked it's horns rubbed. A big

lizard-like being with a big mouth and a bump on top of it's head swooned when he caressed

it's chin. Got a parade walking behind him as he followed the wreckage..

"Howdy again Marshall.. Damn crate blew a TriCoupler. Which burned out our T-Generators. And

here we are.. You don't happen to have any Ammo you can spare. Didn't think so. All we got

left is this crate of Tellan Beast Prods."

Jon thought it was going to be a crappy day.. Especially when he stepped in a pile left by

one of his 'Fans'.

"Can't get a dropship in.. Going to have to use the Big One. Got a clearing in Mind?"

"Yeah - we saw one a couple of clicks away. Should be big enough. Well at least these locals

are friendly."

More Goatrabbits were milling around, getting petted.. The men grabbed what weapons they

had, and headed out.

Part 9 - Orgy or Battle

Everything was going Too Well.. It was almost a relief when one of the men said,

"Something's ahead."

It was Something alright.. Issi. The creatures jumped down from the trees ran out of the

rocks.. And screamed as the prods were applied to 'sensitive' places.

"Hit 'em where it Hurts!"

Small problem - To an Issi this was masturbation.. They got their balls zapped and they

would leap in the air, fall over, pant.. Cum. Then get up and run at the humans again! They

had their favorites who they returned to again and again.. If that wasn't bad enough they

started lining up. Wanting to be prodded more than once. One marine made the mistake of

shoving a prod in one's ass.. It screamed. Came like a firehose. Broke the Prod, fell on

it's knees and Kissed the marine's boots. Licked his cod-piece.

"Yours."

In accented common.

"Uh - Sarge..?"

"You mated it, You Keep it."

The others growled and licked their lips.. Turned, presenting Their asses.. Wriggled them.

The men did what any Red-blooded man would do - They tossed the remaining prods at the Issi

and Ran Like Hell!

Converged on the drop point. Found the one who had an Issi as a lover there before them.

"Damn thing Carried me! Kept saying.. 'Yours, Yours..' What am I going to do Sarge?"

"Pray.."

In came 3 more Issi's with prods in one hand and those phallic lances in the other. The

Sarge grabbed one and tossed it over his hip taking both weapons.. Tossed the prod to

another man, and shoved the lance into the gut of the creature on the ground.. Who shook,

screamed, came all over Everything! Rolled over, crawled back to the male and knelt.

"Yours." It panted, Popping his cod-piece off.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you are doing?!"

Same thing as the others who dropped the weapons at the other human's feet and popped their

cod-pieces off. The last Issi didn't need to, telling the symbiote to retract.. 4 hands held

4 sets of balls. 4 Mouths licked 4 dicks.. Swallowed them.

"Nav.. What's your ETA?"

"5 Minutes.. Problems?"

"Nothing we can't *Urg* Handle."

Famous Last Words! Totally helpless to do anything but be sucked on the human watched a wave

of Issi flood the area.. With Saj literally whipping them on. The aliens milled around,

watching the man get blown. Suddenly the Overlords had dozens of hands wanting Their cocks,

Their balls..

4 Minutes. Already on second and Third orgasms the men were wilting under the greedy

onslaught on their genitals.

3 Minutes. Everything not painted green was painted white as Saj and Issi fought to cum the

most.

2 Minutes. The orgy was winding down as the humans were upright only because their armor

held them up. Issi, Saj.. Even some of the local fauna had sampled human semen.. And they

All Liked it!

1 minutes. Ship in site the exhausted men grab prods and as one slammed them into their

'Pet' Issi's asses, jack them up to full and toss the shrieking, flailing males into the

crowd. Manage to walk up the ramp - Thank heavens for Powered Body Armor! Dropped the

Marshall off - Who strangely looks refreshed and ready to go another round. He grabbed the

Artifact, dumped it into his ship and followed Mama out of the atmosphere.

Part 10 - All's well that ends in...

And it Almost ended happily ever after - The Pilot got to show off his skills. The Space

Corps got back to their ship Without their 'Guests'. Jon got a hearty pat on the back..

Then...

The Saj filed a Formal Complaint on behalf of the Issi which stated Three Humans from the

Space Corps had not Only Taken Bond-Oath with the Aliens but had Consummated their

relationship - many times. They demanded either the Humans were to live on Their world or

They were to stay with their - Husbands. And so 3 men, in full dress uniforms, stood before

a Tribunal and were 'Formally' married to the Issi. And Immediately assigned to a Very

out-of-the-way Colony. One thing about it - Nobody beat them in a Fight - Not with 3

creatures who Liked being Punched/Kicked/Beaten on. And they always came home to Dinner on

the table, a clean House, an alien on it's knees.. Prod in Mouth, waiting it's Master's

Pleasure. There was a Small problem with the screams, but some sound-deadening fields took

care of that.

The Pilot turned out to be a Prince of his Race, and of course wanted to Stay on and be an

Adventurer..

Jon got another Search-and-Rescue Mission.. Was it His imagination, or was Nav's plasteel

Ass a little warmer when he bent her over a table and slid his cock between her cheeks,

cumming all over her back. 'Briefing' took another Full orgasm before he left to shower and

sleep.

End of Chapter 1