[com] Alien Frontiers
The strange soil beneath Thaylen's boots was something he certainly wasn't used to. The ground appeared rough and hard, and yet it felt soft and malleable. Along with the small red tints in the ground, the alien world the tiger had landed on for reconnaissance held many more unique and foreign surprises to discover.
He had set down at the edge of the jungle in a suitable clearing, his gleaming, top-of-the-line spaceship still letting out short hisses as the engine cooled. Thaylen turned towards the jungle with with a new sense of wanderlust, while his scanners picked up all sorts of potential for growth and a variety of unknown minerals, plant life and even alien creatures. This would be his break, he could feel it. He would defy standard protocol and get the first, true hands-on experience of his new planet. Gathering samples of all kinds and exploring for some distance on his Hoverscout, hoping to discover an entire planet, untouched and ripe for colonisation.
Opening the cargo bay doors of his ship, he detached the Hoverscout and moved it out on its repulsorlifts. The single-manned vehicle was shaped like a motorcycle without wheels, with the front sloping downwards from the small windshield, until it reached the bottom of the vehicle where one small laser cannon protruded from the centre. Towards the back, the scout was slightly more bulky for the engine compartment, with the seat and controls right in front of it. Thaylen climbed on, engine spurring to life, and he was off in seconds, leaving red dust blown up behind him. The further he drove, the more odd the plant life began to look, and the more excited he grew because of it. It was as if it grew together in clusters, packed in close and tangled together with trees, bushes, vines and flowers of many exotic colours, strewn and layered together haphazardly, the flora was locked in a battle over territory. Thaylen had truly seen nothing like it before.
He eventually came to a stop, now in a dense part of jungle that put the densest Earthly jungles to shame. He had tried to navigate through, but soon ended up lost through the twisting path he had to take. After leaving his vehicle for only five minutes to wander around in an attempt to get his bearings, he returned to find a most-unsettling sight. Vines ensnared the hovercraft, clutching at the durasteel plates and slowly snaking into the bike's frame, exploring beneath the body of the small craft to find the heat source. Thaylen watched in a confusing mix of frustration and marvel at the sight. Jumping with a loud cry when he noticed the plant lift was moving towards him too, after being so distracted by the bike.
With his lungs burning and heart pumping, the tiger sprinted through the jungle on the adrenaline running through him after such an ordeal. He was already lost after just half an hour of searching, according to his watch. The panting male stopped and arched over, resting his hands upon his knees while getting his breath back. He was prepared for a situation like this - normally - but this was sadly no normal situation. A distress beacon could travel light years through space, it was what they were designed for, yet thick branches, trees, and fauna of all kind towering so high in the sky? He couldn't keep a signal for long enough, if at all. He let out a sigh, body drooping as he realised he'd have to trek back through the jungle to report a complete mission failure, having lost his own ship in his excitement.
Naively thinking it couldn't get worse from here on out, he was then startled by the distinct sound of rustling bushes to his left. Something - or someone - had found him. He stared intently into the brush and sat perfectly still, blocking the sound of his own breathing from his head. Various flowers sat still in the brush, ranging from all different colours. Blue, turquoise, purple and pink, but one particular red flower seemed to stand out here. It wasn't something Thaylen took a huge note of, however he was sure to remain alert before he moved along. Only moments later, the same rustling sound, and the same odd flower near a set of others that didn't match. It was certainly a strange sight. This jungle didn't seem to have any red flowers growing at all, and the constant rustling had Thaylen worried. His fear peaked, and the sense of fight or flight hit him. He ran.
He had barely broken ten feet when he turned his head to look back, being promptly shocked and amazed to see the very plant itself start to chase him. Limbs and roots now shaped to a canine-like form in motion, covered with a grassy coat of fur, some sticking out in the shapes of leaves while its socked paws wrapped up in a woodland-brown colour. It was the most incredible camouflage Thaylen could think of, when you could become your surroundings. His momentary lapse of vision of what was in front cost him dearly, hitting uneven ground as he lost his footing, falling to the forest floor on all fours. That was the last time he would get overly-interested in alien species while it was hunting him down, he promised himself.
His body tensed, lowering his head and covering it with both arms as he expected to be mauled by the plant-like creature. Instead, the beast let out a growl as it pounced at Thaylen, claws carving through clothes and scratching at his flesh while the horned tiger howled in agony. Writhing and kicking against the creature's advances in a futile attempt to fight back. His clothes were torn up relentlessly, landing scrapes, scratches and bite marks in various parts of the tiger's furred body, but it was clearly no random attack. There was something this creature wanted. The minor wounds would be forgotten about, replaced with something much more memorable.
Thaylen then felt the beast mount him from behind, the weight of the canine-like body resting on his lower-back, the leafy fur brushing over him as the brown roots now extend from its legs, wrapping, coiling and seizing Thaylen in its grasp while the creature had a sense of urgency to it, getting proper purchase on Thaylen's rear. Before he knew it, long, sticky and translucent tentacles tickled and brushed over the male's flank, making him feel even more uneasy. He tries to struggle, tries to get up and shove the beast off, but he can't. With the beast's weight and the roots wrapped around him, Thaylen lets out a horrified shriek when the warm, wet tendril finally pushes against his tight puckered hole. He would be raped by this alien creature here and now, on this alien world, with the closest help being impossible distances away. Screwing his eyes shut to try and hide himself from the reality of the situation, the tiger whined as he felt it push and part his cheeks. His tight fleshy walls as they now invited the tendril in, helped by the warm, wet lubrication that seeped out from it almost constantly. He would feel the second tendril before he saw it, gasping and jerking wildly from the tingling overstimulation rushing over him while the pretty red flower he had spotted earlier was now sat atop the second tendril.
He lowered his head to look back and through his legs, seeing the flower's thick and juicy-looking petals part to reveal tiny little yellow anthers within. A sweet lavender aroma washed over him, shivering either from the tendril violating his asshole, or the intense, magical smell that wafted to his nostrils, clearly coming from the flower. A wash of euphoria overcame the tiger, turning him into a docile enough state, while the aphrodisiac worked quickly between the male's legs. The petal now wrapped itself around Thaylen's cock, delicately sealing itself around the male's meaty tip before pumping itself over his cock. Thaylen would feel its natural design provide a pristine pleasure, especially while the thin yellow anthers slipped inside the male's cocktip, softly brushing over the insides of his urethra to make sure that every possible part of the male's meaty member was stimulated as much as possible. Thaylen felt overwhelmed with pleasure from not only his manhood, but also from the thickened vine violating his rear. Whether he was a virgin before today or not, the feral beast showed no care or concern, only ploughing the male's rear with each forceful thrust that felt more intense by the minute.
Thaylen gasped and cried out in despair, feeling the alien tendrils now throb and tense, pushing something into not only his asshole, but even his cocktip. He was beyond saving at this point. He hoped in fact that no one could find him at all. That perhaps even if he were to survive, he would surely die of shame if someone found him in such a state. The tiger's belly felt full, pumped with the alien seed as it tried to impregnate him, all the while bringing him to an unavoidable high of pleasure that made him tremble until he could no longer bear it. As the feral creature gave Thaylen its seed, Thaylen would give the creature his own, pumping his hot creamy load right into the petal, and drenching the flowery anthens while he moaned shamelessly.
The last of his energy depleted, he felt a warm, sloppy gush of more seed pushed into him with one last thrust, his cock and asshole feeling full of the alien's revolting seed of unimaginable makeup. But finally, Thaylen's feral rapist dismounted with a slick popping sound, followed by liquids gushing out onto the forest floor. He could only hope for the best after that, when darkness finally took him as he passed out from exhaustion.