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Silence Cream

He'd only been on his own for a few months now, still getting settled in while boxes of his things climbed the length of the far wall of the living room. It was a matter laziness that he hadn't gotten his stuff put away yet, but simply a lack of vision of where anything could really go. He was still young, still new to the world, but with a good starting job and a hope to climb that ladder he was planning to make something of himself in this town. As he passed from the bed he'd just pulled himself out of the lights would turn on by themselves, the window tint fading into a clear glass that displayed the shining metal environment that he'd moved into. There were some trees that still existed in the yards, but for the most part buildings scratched the sky for as far as the eye could see. The glass displayed images, requesting food categories for him to select so that he could start his day, but something else caught his attention that the food options wouldn't satisfy. It was an image of a small blue beast, something that he had never seen before in his days in college or out here in the real world. With the picture being small this young adult reached his thing arm out to poke it with his finger against the cold glass so that the image could expand showing the news article attached to it.

Delvin stretched his body, the lean figure of his frame showed little muscle, but little fat as well. He was clearly the educated type, having spent time in college with others like him, but now that he was out and about in the world the young adult knew that it was time to put his education to use finding a job. Such a thing would be easier said than done, though, and with the odd buzz that had been going about lately due to the meteor shower that somehow made it onto the news over the course of the last month, his ability to find work had been limited. Honestly, Delvin had been waiting for this day to come, the day after the meteors were supposed to have fallen, so that he could finally get his mind on locating a career, but it seemed that things weren't as easy to get over for people as it was him and as he looked on at the expanding picture the blue figure he thought he'd seen faded into that of a blonde woman wearing a suit with just enough buttons unfastened to show off the hint of what made her qualified to do the job she was hired for. The smirk that rolled over the face that was topped with shaggy brown hair and matched with a lifted brow to her gave away the fact that he was smart enough to see what was happening there, but this news reporter didn't have a look on her face of someone that was trying to be any normal guy's girlfriend. She didn't give off a bubbly look like someone in her position might believe she should. Instead she had a look of worry, of panic, and of concern for what she was reporting on.

"Y-yes, Jenni.. I.. I'm here now at the scene of the crash sight for the meteor fall from last night and already people have been showing up and camping out. What's weird is that the camps I passed on the way over here seemed abandoned, like the campers set up their tents and then walked off. The only people I've seen so far as the ones showing up with me... There were screams a little while ago, but they've already died down. Whatever is happening out here.. I.. um.. I'll keep you posted as news comes.. Robby, look out!" She cried out, as she ducked out of the view of the camera, the movement of it swaying quickly as it panned over, but it seemed that the news man would tumble down to the ground before ever being able to focus on anything. When the camera landed, though, it was still on and only the sound of huffing and grunting seemed to sound out while blue feet rushed past the lens on their way towards the blonde that had already taken off.

Delvin looked on in wonder, his face looking a bit more pale than it normally did as he grew worried about what had just happened. There was no doubt in his mind that the cause of this must have been the meteorite, but there was no way for him to know just on what he had found there. The truth left him shaking, startled, but thirsty for answers. Delvin wasn't thirsty enough to drive the few hundred miles it would take to get out to the location the news lady was last scene, but he was more than willing to do the research he needed on his own. This young man was more than accepting that dozens, if not hundreds, of other people were also looking for answers, and with their help he could find the information he was looking for and what better way to join a large group of highly intelligent people together than to look online. Not exactly the best of plans, but they did involve the best tools for the job. With a fast motion towards his dresser this young, thing, rather indoors looking individual pulled out his green t-shirt and slid it over his body followed by a pair of dark jeans that could keep his legs covered as he took his seat on his bed and pulled out the keyboard needed to utilize this display screen in a more intense way. This young man was going to need to look online, locate information, and collect theories of what was now happening out there and more importantly find out if it was spreading from that point.

* * *

The speed of those keys hitting the back of the board sounded out like a small plastic machine gun clicking out throughout the room. Every touch forcing a letter onto the glass that still showed the many building outside of his apartment, every press building the words one after another until finally the sound stopped with a single press of the return key forcing the screen to blink before the same news articles once again started to bleed down the length of the windows. Each article that followed seemed to have it's own theories. Theories of aliens, of mutations, of undead, and even of this being a hoax. The final theory seemed to make the most sense, that the news station was just trying to play some kind of elaborate prank, but Delvin couldn't think of a single station that would do such a thing and expect to stay on the air. It was the most favorable of options here, but it was the first that he'd have to discard, to toss to the side as actually being false. The more he passed from one theory to the next the more he realized what was happening, what was going on. It wasn't until he found another video that he knew his information was going to finally be unlocked, his perspective was going to be thrown. The shiver the came from his hand froze it in place, refusing to allow him to select that final open and play the video. With force of will the man pressed his finger down, forced that click to sound out and then watched what the video had to offer him.

Delvin's heart raced in his chest, throbbing at the base of his throat and made him watch with eyes wide while he ground his teeth. The shattered breath that filled his panicking body watched the video of the meteorites falling down in order to impact the ground. The camera shook from the shock wave of it, the sight of the glowing, heated rock slowly coming into view as the person holding it approached the sight of the smoking mess of rock. At first nothing could be seen past the smoke and dust that had been made to fill the air, but even through that the sight of a figure slowly moving to stand up rose within the debris. The woman's voice calling out that someone was hurt, that the meteorite had hit someone, but the more the camera looked on at this figure it was clear this thing wasn't standing, but growing. The shape of the human body that was being taken only showed from the front with long, thin arms. The hands reached with extended fingers while the steps that carried it forward brought this best to hunch forward. It wasn't until it got on all fours that the sight of the long tail whipping about behind it drove this camera woman to start backing away, trying to talk to it like it was a dog, like it was anything but dangerous. The fear in her voice gave away her emotions, though, and with intention cast to the side the long curved head turned from one side to the next just before this thing sprang at her, fully tackling the woman to the ground. Her hand lifting to push against it only to sink into that figure as blue slime started to slide down the length of her arm. Screams sounded and the video cut.

It was all the evidence that Delvin needed, the feeling of something having landed in that field, something not from this planet. The very idea of it forced the young man to shiver while the image of this thing played again and again in his mind. It was hard for him to forget the blue goo of the creature dripping down over the blonde woman's face, for him to shove aside the thought of that snarling fade leaking it's slime as it slowly spread itself over the victim's body. It was hard enough for him to realize what he'd just seen, but to accept it as real on top of witness it was something else entirely. The slow lick across his lips made his breath stagger, but finally when he shoved his doubt to the side his body steeled and Delvin knew that he needed to find more information about these things, find a weakness, a way that they could be defeated, and most importantly a way to defend himself.

When the young man backed out of the article he'd just seen he'd start heading down the road provided by this video, finding out more information about them, looking to learn anything that he could at all if it meant bringing these beasts down. Soon several windows were opened on his screen front, several articles, theories, and boards opened just for this purpose while he sifted through each looking for what really was happening. One group allowed him to learn that they were mostly male with large blue dicks that seemed to be ribbed and pointed at the tip. The only information he had on this was people claiming them to be similar to dragon cocks. A side image that someone snapped showing the creature in full display as it hunched over with its long fingers over the ground and those sharp teeth bared brilliantly for others to see. Another video showed one slipping under a door, dissolving into a blue puddle that wiggled its way into a room before reforming again while people stroved to try and find a way out. The more he learned the more hopeless things seemed to him. He wasn't finding out information about weaknesses but was instead finding out about their capabilities which seemed almost limitless to him. Delvin needed to make a breakthrough and soon, but was already feeling the weight of pressure rolling over his shoulders. Things were getting hopeless, but there was still the very clear question running in the back of his mind. What do they do with people that they catch?

* * *

When Delvin changed videos once again he saw the blonde reporter from earlier having been tackled not far from where she had taken off and what must have at one time been her cameraman. The camera rested nearby and as she had those long fingers wrapped around her entire head from one side to the next. The look of horror on her face while the creature rested over her, pressed the blue slime against the back of her suit covered body. The more she screamed the move this creature would rub it's fingers over her figure, feeling her, holding her, trapping her, and with the slime set in place against her clothing. The more he held her the more his body would soak over hers, would melt across her figure leaving this blonde girl to claw at the ground and search for a way to escape. Every time she managed to pull herself away from him, however, the large blue alien jerked her body back across the grass. The news reporters head was able to turn, though, able to look over at her cameraman that she'd earlier referred to as Robby, but when she tried to look away her movement was stopped. She was unsure if the creature was trying to make her look on at what was happening to him, but as she was match to watch her eyes widened a bit. Even when she called out his name all she could see was the blue slime folding more over his body and melting away his clothes. His pale skin shown out well through the very few places that the blue slime hadn't managed to cover yet, and the clothing that should have been covering on him was already melting into the goo that rested on the ground under him. Every hard grunt that he let off showed that he'd given up struggling a while ago. Resting on his back and looking up at his attacker while those blue hands gripped around his thighs and pulled him into position.

Delvin could see both of them, could see the woman already starting to lose bits and pieces of her pants, and the young man, much like himself, having his hips pulled up onto the strong and slick thighs of the monster that had captured him. A sudden gasp and a light shiver washed over the young man's body as he sat there in his room and watched intensely as the blue slime creature pulled those azure hips back only to drive them back forward, and the sight of that cameraman's body when he jerked to the sudden feeling of his rear being stretched right there on the spot. Snarling teeth bared down at him, watching him, showing off their shining display while Robby was made to look directly into the face of the creature that was taking him. The deep pants that filled his lips rose his thing and under toned chest over and over again while his hips worked into the rhythm of the monster that was taking him. As this beast pulled back his hips were given a chance to relax, to drop, but every time that cock came crashing back in he'd lift his hips up again taking the full length of the shaft while the slime splashed over his thighs and balls, coating them in the blue cream that this monster was made out of.

"R.. Robby." the blond called to him, "You have to.. have to fight it."

Her tones sounded like begging, like the mewling of a kitten already struggling to hide it's building heat. On her hands and knees she could feel her outfit slipping, falling off of her in chunks with only this beast wrapping his arm around abs and gripping it's fingers around her large and well shown breasts, to keep her from being fully exposed on the camera that Delvin was watching them through. The feeling of that slime over her body helped to cover her, but made her wet, made her want, made her need, to have this thing take her. Every inch of her body that found itself covered in more of this slime drove her to surrender herself more, even starting to push her pert hips back against his own to try and indicate what she wanted from him. Her own staggering breath started to match that of Robby's. She could feel herself starting to heat up, and even her womb ached to be used. Finally, when this monster would pull his hips off of hers, leaving a layer of blue slime to dribble down the length of her rump and the back of her thighs Delvin could see that thick shaft forming against the creature's abs, folding into a thick and solid dick before it would pull free from that body and position itself directly in front of her steaming cunny. For what felt like forever this news woman would look back over her shoulder at him, awaiting the sensation that this cream had left her to crave and when it was plunged into her without any mercy her head arched back and her mouth hang open in a silent cry of pure amazement at how full he managed to fill her on the very first thrust.

The young man watched on as the two of them were taken, violated, and driven into pure ecstasy. The sight that he was witnessing leaving him chilled to the bone, but still he couldn't look away, he couldn't peel himself from the sight of both of them being made to surrender themselves so willingly right there at the sight of the crash. His question as to what happened to the camp the night before was clearly answered as was happened when someone was captured by these creatures, but this very clear answer also made a completely different very clear question. As Delvin's hand moved down the length of his body he could feel his own soft belly, no real muscle built into it that showed, but as he felt the soft skin that covered his abs he'd find his hand sinking lower, dropping down below the curve of his stomach and on until it wrapped around the length of that thick and meaty cock. The lick that crossed his lips showed both his surprise and pleasure when he took hold of it. Delvin was both disturbed and aroused by what he saw. The sight of these people surrendering themselves to the aliens that were attacking them filled him with horror, but the way that they were enjoying it made that dick throb against his grip as he continued to look on. Every motion that those blue xeno's made drove him to roll his wrist, pulling at the shaft and drawing it up to its tip only to drop back down towards his base. This motion would be his rhythm, like hitting a drum, and this pattern would continue faster and faster as he huffed and moaned towards the sight of these people continuing to be taken by the amazing beasts that were dominating them so thoroughly.

"Oh god.." He said to himself, moving the slider on the video back so that he could have more time to feel himself up as he watched the monsters do their work, "Why does this make me so horny?"

The confusion was there, but even as he asked himself this very obvious question he knew he wasn't about to get any kind of real answer. All that mattered was that he needed to release, he needed to feel that seed gush from him, and with the speed that he was working his hungry shaft Delvin knew that it wasn't going to be long before his wish was answered. The feeling of shame washing over his body as his need rose, as his desire overrode his ability to stop himself from continuing. The sight of the news reporter looking on at her co-worker while he started lifting his hips in time with the hard thrusting he was given, the sight of her worry, of her fear, of her need to be given the same treatment forced another heavy pant from this brown haired man's awaiting lungs. Every shiver that his body gave off told him that he was wrong, that he was horrible for what he was doing and still he couldn't stop himself, could resist the feeling of that hard shaft in his hand beating against his palm.

"Ugh.. fuck.. they both want it so bad..." And then she started pushing her hips back against the xenoslime, driving her large and rounded rump to force that blue shaft into her body.

Drool ran down her lips, leaking out over the ground to mix with the blue slime that was already there. These two bodies were covered more and more, every thrust from the aliens washing a wave of that blue cream up over them like an ocean licking away at a beach inch by inch. The more they gave in the more these monsters would melt over them, would cover them, would form on top of them. Robby was the first to be covered, his face fading away into the depths of the blue slime leaving his moans to surface I the form of bubbles sinking through that new coat that he'd been given. The tip of his cock whipping side to side as he lifted his hips one final time only so that a bubble of white could form over his tip. A hot gurgling call sounded out deeply within him breaking the slime over his mouth as it struggled to part away from his mouth only to have that white bubble at the tip of his dick burst free and cover himself in his own juicy cum. When Robby's body released against the ground he panted out deeply, the slime again wrapping around him, stretching his arms, elongating his fingers, and even sharping his teeth so that as he pulled away from the beast that just had it's way with him the tail would sprout from his back and the two would take a second to pant and growl at one another before darting away from the view of the camera filming all this.

The fear of this drove Delvin, made him freeze while his need was at it's very peak, the very image of fear that touched that reporters face, the knowledge of what was about to happen to her faded away into a wall of blue just like Robby's had and leaving her scream against that muffling layer as the college educated young man bit his lips and leaned his head back. He didn't know how such an event was so hot, but deep down not only did he want to keep watching it, but in some way he wanted to experience in. Finally the pulsating dick would have enough, the speed of his cock alone made his body jerk and finally the heavy flow of hot and juicy jizz flowed free from the head of his shaft, shooting up like a rocket over his belly and chest and leaving him shivering in place while he continued to watch what was becoming of the reporter. His hand still held onto that used cock, feeling it trying to recover as best it could and him grunting out his fatigue while his shaking breath worked to try and lift himself from his newly found declined position. He'd gotten his joy out of what he'd watched, knowing that what he did was wrong, but believing that the climax made it all far too worth it. Now Delvin just rested, regathering himself, his thoughts, and trying everything to form a plan if he was able to so that he could keep himself safe. Shamed, embarrassed of himself, these were things that washed over him like a tidal wave, but he didn't have time to really think about them now.

* * *

Delvin could possibly continue watching that video forever, but a new video popped up over all of his other research. The sight of a dark skinned woman with a very stern look over her face showed herself with authority, with a message to provide anyone that was still listening to broadcasts after what happened to the last news reporter they sent on scene. When the young man saw her his body quickly calmed, his mind focused, and his figure sat up to await what she was about to tell him.

"This just in," She started off, knowing the importance of her message and not leaving herself to spread it out anymore than was needed to start what was about to happen. "You're home of West Hampshire is under approach by a very hostile alien force. The source of these aliens are still not entirely known, but it is important that everyone listening to this broadcast find an evacuation center immediately. You will be taken off planet for safety. Please hurry to the nearest evacuation center. Again, I repeat. Your home town..."

At that Delvin received the information the first time and quickly closed the video so that he could start packing, lifting his backpack from his college days and dumping out the books that he had already learned, and in some cases mastered. These books would be replaced with the quick packing hand of shirts, pants, underwear, and socks all being shoved into it at once. He'd give himself at least three pairs of socks, three sets of his boxer briefs, two pairs of pants, and three shirts. It was a basic camping sack, a standard lay out for an overnight weekend, but there was no way for him to really tell just how long they'd have him gone, but if he could be prepared then he would be. When that backpack swung around his back the straps would wrap over his shoulders, sealing in close so that it could weigh itself and adjust the padding before he'd go to step outside. A swish of the doors opening by themselves and then closing allowed him to leave his home behind on his way towards the closest center.

His hand pulled out a flat screened phone, holding it in front of himself and starting to type away at it with his thumb until the correct number was put in for him to begin a call to his family. The image of his mother also on the move thanks to the panning background, told him that they were ok, but more importantly that they were escaping this mess as well.

"Mom, is everyone ok?" He asked her quickly, looking down at her face while he started down the street with a few others coming in beside him as they all moved in the same direction.

She gave a quick nod, but smiled on at him with strength and confidence, "Yes sweetie, nothing to worry about. We're all here. Are you coming to the G-Flight Wing for your evacuation?"

He had to think about that, the G-Flight Wing was a bit out of his way, but if it meant being with his family then he wasn't going to refuse it, giving her a nod he'd continue in his same direction for a while until he got to the main streets and then turned to pass down a very solitude driven street. It was clear that not many were heading in the same direction he was, but he didn't want to go to the closest port when he could instead head towards the same on his family was going to be riding. Something about having them with him brought comfort to his worry, a comfort that would start to fade when he heard the sound of distance screams behind him. Looking back he'd see the sight of the blue creatures already attacking some of the people in the street and was amazed at just how fast they were. With his steps bringing him back to facing the way he needed to go in order to catch up, but now moving at a full sprint just to get away from them all.

"Honey, was that a scream? Are you running? Are the things after you?" His mother started to panic while the father, brother, and sisters all looked on into the frame of the phone he was carrying.

His panting breath drove him to lift that phone up, finding it easier to look directly into it as he ran forward, "Yeah.. I'm ok. They're after the people in the street I just left. I'll be there in about ten minutes, ok?"

They all agreed, knowing that him being on the phone would be a harder situation to keep track of than just trusting him to run to them, and when he hung up the phone it would find its way back into his pocket so that he could continue to dart along this clean street, between these tall and shining houses, even cutting off of the road just so that he could pass through yards on his way towards the G-Flight Wing. The sight of it in the distance brought him hope, brought his attention towards it so that as he locked his eyes on the target he was heading for he could race faster, run harder, and the second he came through the bushes he'd find arms wrapped around his body. At first he swatted at them, yelling out loudly, but as he turned to punch whatever these things were in the face he found his siblings standing there hugging him. It seemed that they'd waited out here for him instead of going inside, giving them all a much higher chance of catching the same flight instead of having to join up later. It was a relief to be able to stop and breath again, leaving him to smile when another familiar face walked by with red hair and a backpack much like Delvin's.

* * *

"Mathew?" Delvin asked quickly with a really curious tone and leaving the red haired individual to turn towards them and blink quickly.

The sudden smile that came over his face showed a lack of worry about the situation closing in around them and more of a confidence that he was getting off of this planet before it could really effect him. If anything he could stop and look on at this family now.

"Delvin. It's been some time. Last I heard you were in college. How's that working out for you?" The friend asked quickly, a bit of rush in his voice while he turned to look back the way that they'd come, "Did you run all the way here?"

That last question caught Delvin by surprise, but he nodded quickly, "Yeah. College was great, we really need to get off of this rock. Do you still have your parents old salvage rig?"

Mathew smirked a bit, once again looking around, but this time looking out for people before he nodded quickly. "Yeah, one of the perks of having junker parents. Everyone seems to be leaving the planet, you guys should all come with me."

"Oh my goodness Mathew, thank you so much!" The mother said happily, leading to them all following the red haired man that lead through away from the front entrance to this place but instead towards the back entrance where a shining red and blank ship rested. The colors were good for both blending in from the front and showing up from the read, something that most Junkers found useful, but Mathew's trade in the scrap industry was only as good as he could make it for himself.

Living on a planet like this one wasn't cheap and he had to constantly be on and off of the surface just to get good scrap from wrecks and crashes that happened out in the depths of space. The lucky part was how often people got in wrecks in a hub planet like this one, but knew that eventually living on the planet itself would be too difficult and expensive to be permanent. Maybe it was nostalgia, maybe it was hope of finding long lost friends, but either way Mathew liked to come and visit this town when he could. As he climbed into the cockpit of his ship fingers already flicked a few switches to warm up the engine and start to close the hatches leaving people to look around as they wondered where they should sit. This was Mathew's ship, though, and he was going to be the boss of it just like his father had taught him.

"Delina," he said to the very busty and absolutely beautiful dark haired young woman that happened to be Delvin's sister, "I need you to sit here. Look at this screen and don't worry about the yellow and blue dots. Let me know if any red dots start drifting towards us."

She nodded and went to sit down leaving him to move on towards Delvin's mother, "Mrs. Ashley. Please take a seat here in the middle and buckle up. Mr. Geoffries, I need you over there in that seat. Just make sure not to hit any of the switches because those activate the blaster weapons at the front of the ship."

They'd both move to their locations leaving only Delvin and his two younger brothers to await their orders. "Boy's take a seat near your mom, and Delvin, you're beside me. Everyone make sure to buckle up."

He smirked to them all and turned back towards his seat as he fastened his own straps. The sight of that once red bulb now glowing green showed him that he was ready to go, and with a grip onto his "w" shaped wheel and push of the pedal he'd feel the hard thrusters kick in to press this family into the backs of their seats. The further they lifted the harder it pushed, the higher they climbed and the further away they got from the source of this problem. Delvin could look into a rear facing camera, watching the quickly shrinking land behind him as it went from free and slowly faded over into a blue like a sea flooding out into a newly formed canal. The higher they got, though, the harder it all was to determine from one another and soon their bodies no longer pressed into the seats as the straps were the only things that kept them locked in place.

"Delvin, can you hit that control beside you to activate the gravity?" He asked, fully expecting his close friend to do as he asked.

The brown haired young man did just that, reaching his hand out and flicking a switch. The small bit of space that had grown between them and the seat of their chairs instantly collapsed as their bodies bounced and they all smiled. Moving from their chairs and lightly patting Mathew on the back with a lot of thanks and a great deal of gratitude. Already orders coming through the channels with destinations, plans, maps, and filling the many space ships around them with the same information. One by one all of these ships would vanish, jumping into a higher level speed and leaving them drifting there.

"We're going to be here on this ship for a while together but we've got a destination. Looks like it's going to be 32 earth hours to arrive. Delvin, prepare for the leap." he told his friend, everyone once again taking their seats and simply waited.

As Delvin moved to feed the map into the computer, allowing it a few seconds to calculate a path for them to follow along behind the other ships, he'd finally over his hand over that red button waiting for Mathew to give him the signal. A nod flowed his way from his head headed friend, but the second he pushed the button the sound echoed through his mind, forced him to blink as he thought he heard someone speak. It was a single work but it was muffled, sounding something like "spread" or "hunt". The very fact that he couldn't tell which drove him, worried him, but left him to nod quickly as their backs were once again fed into the chairs and these space traveling family members found them being driven into their adventure away from their fallen home.