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Allurians: First Contact

Chapter 1

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The Allurian native language is denoted by these: <> the magic carrots that allow you to understand what they are saying.

A tiny ship sat in orbit high above the Earth's surface, unnoticed by the planet's inhabitants. Within this ship, three figures never before seen by human eyes worked tirelessly towards their goal.

<We've been in orbit for three of this planet's rotations,> the first shape, clad in gray fur and sitting at the command station, said, <and there is still an insurmountable amount of data to analyze. Their audio communications alone...> she shook her head, sending ripples down her brilliantly silver hair. <Why does a single species need so many separate languages?>

<From what I can tell,> a second furred female, midnight black and leaning against the tactical console, <their culture is divided along several distinct lines, geographical being the most prominent. It leads me to believe that they have never had an extra-planetary contact before.>

<I agree, commander.> The third being entered, addressing the black-furred individual before approaching the command station. <Captain Tau-re, I have the results of the long-range bio-scans, if you are ready to receive them.> Tau-re sighed, turning away from the myriad of data flashing across her console to face the crimson girl.

<There is no need to be so formal, Shysala,> she began with a smile meant to reassure the junior officer, <There's only the three of us on this ship. Relax, and just give me the summary.> Shysala let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding and, looking over the small tablet she carried, began.

<Well, the sentient species on this planet has several names for themselves. Earthlings, terrans, homo sapiens, but the most common seems to be 'humans,' so I believe we should refer to them as such unless something more appropriate reveals itself.>

<How about "food," or maybe, "prey?"> The midnight figure interjected, her long tongue running over predatory teeth.

<Behave, Lorivelle,> the captain replied, her words forceful but in a light tone, knowing the commander was only being playful. Shysala waited until Tau-re nodded to her before she continued.

<Well, from a biological standing, they are an unremarkable species. Standard bipedal frame, though the lack of both fur and a balancing appendage is unusual.> Her tail twitched slightly at the thought. <No remarkable abilities, no dangerous compounds within that we can detect, even their air is comparable to ours. As expected, they have two genders, and the males seem perfectly viable for both feeding and breeding.>

<Many other species have seemed viable at first as well, Shysala,> Tau-re stated, halting the report. <And yet we are still wandering the stars, searching for a new home.>

<I understand, captain,> Shysala couldn't stop the rank from slipping out. <But, we should press forward. Based on the scans, as well as the footage from the observation drones, I recommend that we acquire a male human specimen for high-resolution scans and biological samples.>

<Not to mention we could all use a good meal.>

Tau-re smiled at her commander's comment. She knew the thought of having a live male onboard had all their appetites growing; hunger that was unable to be completely sated by the artificial supplement they all took daily. Still, she was wary. There were, after all, nearly seven billion individuals on the planet, and the colony ship was light-years away.

<Very well, Shysala,> she grinned despite herself, <but we must make sure not to alert the human populace at large to our presence.>

<Then I have the perfect specimen.> Shysala touched her tablet, bringing up a video on the main monitor. All three watched as the solitary human on the screen sat alone in a small room, his only company the piles of books strewn about the room. <As you know, the drones have been searching the planet for suitable specimens, and I programmed them to focus on individuals that had almost no contact with others. In the 56 hours since the drone began its observation, this male has had a total of 13 minutes of contact with other humans, during which no communication took place.> The view shifted, showing a squat, ugly box of a house. <The building where he resides appears to be a receptacle for abandoned offspring.>

<Barbarians,> Lorivelle growled softly, <children should be cherished, not thrown away like refuse.>

<I agree, but there is little we can do about it at the moment.> Shysala reverted the screen to show the boy again. <Anyway, I believe this boy is our most promising candidate. Shall I go ahead with the acquisition?>

<Yes,> Tau-re turned back to her console. <What language does this human speak?>

<I believe it's English, captain.> Shysala said, heading for her lab to begin preparations, and to study the language herself. Lorivelle snorted as she looked at the image of the male.

<He's too scrawny,> she sighed to herself, <He'll never be able to feed all three of us.>

* * *

As Matt slowly awoke, he was not immediately aware of his change in surroundings. But his mind shook off the deep fog of a dreamless sleep, and he couldn't help but notice something was wrong.

For starters, he was warm, and the surface he was laying on adjusted to support him perfectly, no matter how he tossed and turned. A stark contrast to the hard-as-a-rock bed in the cold, drafty room he was used to calling home. Then his ears picked up the faint sounds of electrical equipment, as well as a deep, rumbling hum that he felt in his bones more than heard. But it was the smell of clean air, untainted by the foul odors of a neglected house, that finally forced him to open his eyes.

He gasped, drinking in his new surroundings. He was lying in the center of a transparent, flattened sphere several feet in diameter, with all manner of scientific and electronic equipment built seamlessly into the walls further out. Scenes from Earth flashed across several monitors, while others were filled with unrecognizable glyphs. And busily working on a small hologram of what could only be himself was a creature not of his world.

It looked for all the world like a beautiful woman, if women were covered from head to toe in brilliantly red fur, with a long, slender tail waving idly behind her. As she stood up from her task Matt got a clear look at her. His gaze followed the trail of her golden mane of waist-long hair, stopping to admire the triangular ears poking through.

Movement at the edge of his vision caused Matt to turn away from the fiery beauty, not noticing that she was now staring serenely at him, smiling all the while. The movement he was drawn to turned out to be two more of the attractive creatures, engrossed in a rather animated conversation, though whatever prison he was in muffled the words. The first was covered in smoky gray fur, lightening to platinum silver where fur became hair. The other was jet black, and Matt couldn't suppress a shiver as she walked around his prison. It was like watching a predator in the jungle; he couldn't help but admire her grace and power, but he hoped against hope that she hadn't marked him as her next kill. Suddenly she was looking right at him, and Matt knew how a mouse felt under the gaze of a serpent. Trapped, he could only watch as her lips slowly parted, letting the longest tongue he had ever seen slide out, playing over each sharp tooth, making him yelp involuntarily in fear, his eyes falling downward.

A soft whirring sound made Matt snap around to face the door that had just finished sliding into the floor. His eyes suddenly bugged out as he saw the fiery female crawling into his cage on all fours, completely focused on the human boy before her. Quick as a flash Mat curled into a tight ball, hands over his face while horrible images flew through his mind. Was she going to kill him, dissect him for study? Scenario after scenario played out in his mind, conjured up from the myriad of science-fiction books he had read over his lifetime.

The last thing he expected was to feel the unmistakable sensation of soft feminine flesh, accompanied by two hard points, pressing into his back. Five slender limbs encircled the boy, drawing him in to her furry embrace until there was no hope of escape. Matt shivered uncontrollably as her head came to rest next to his. Her breath was hot on his ears, lips inches from touching his bare flesh.

"Tallouh'la shay'tha ival ne," she whispered. Her voice was beautiful, melodic, and wild all rolled together. Waiting for a response, she pressed her nose against his neck for a few seconds before speaking again. "Calm, little male." Her words were slow and halting, but unmistakably English. Her hands went to work, gently rubbing any part of his body they could reach, making him gasp at the sudden sensation. "We will not take your life." Her tongue ran across his back, tracing down is spine even as her lips slid around to his throat, drawing ever closer to his face.

"Wha... what are you doooooing?" Matt managed to get out. No one had ever touched him this way before. No girl had even given him a second glance, and now this alien woman, this furred beauty was all over him, filling him with powerful feelings. She had already coaxed his hands away and was now laying on top of him. His next words were cut short as she pressed forward, sealing her lips against his. The next instant a smooth, powerful muscle shot past his teeth and slithered down his throat. She hummed in pleasure, causing her tongue to vibrate as it pushed deeper into him. All the strength went out of Matt's limbs as he was overwhelmed by sensation, letting the alien female throw one of her long legs over and straddle his waist. Matt was suddenly aware of hot moisture dripping on him from somewhere. Her tongue suddenly reversed course, retracting back behind her lips as she sat straight up, staring down at the boy.

"Become mine, human." Desire dripped from her voice, shocking Matt silent. She lifted her hips up, grasping his hardened shaft with her tail, aiming it for the glistening pink flesh between the creature's legs that he couldn't tear his eyes from. He suddenly cried out as she slid down, engulfing his dick and claiming his virginity in one stroke. She waited only seconds before beginning to bounce, her powerful walls massing his cock in ways he'd never imagined. Moan after moan escaped Matt's lips; he tried desperately to hold himself back, to enjoy those sensations a few moments longer, but the alien would not be denied. His screams echoed around the chamber, cum rocketing up his shaft to be devoured by her ravenous pussy. Every spurt he offered only fueled the fire within her for more. She continued to ride him throughout his orgasm, rolling muscles driving him towards a second, even more powerful climax. Matt barely had time to recover before his second orgasm struck, leaving him weak and gasping as his body tried desperately to satisfy the insatiable alien humping the cum out of him mercilessly.

Matt was terrified; if she kept this up she could easily kill him. Already his body felt too heavy to move, and blackness was creeping at the edge of his vision. The creature had begun bouncing again when she noticed the tears in his eyes, stopping her mid-hump. She slowly leaned forward, kissing him softly before whispering in his ear.

"You are safe, my male." Her voice soothed his fears. "One last, then rest." Her hips began to move with deep, slow strokes as her inner muscles played across his sensitive flesh. Matt could only whimper in surrender, his body completely out of his control as she began to pant and moan, her own pleasure finally climbing towards release. It took her only a few more luxurious thrusts before she roared, her pussy walls gripping the boy tightly and milking him for all he was worth. His mind surrendered to the pleasure of unconsciousness as his seed was remorselessly sucked from his aching balls.

Shysala smiled as the human's breathing slowed to what she knew was a normal sleeping rhythm before gracefully standing up, feeling wonderfully refreshed. Her crewmates were already at the exit; both avidly studying the readouts from the pod's sensors as she stepped free.

<Well?> Lorivelle asked impatiently, grinning from ear to ear, <How was he?> Shysala smiled and patted her belly in response.

<Delicious!>

The End (for now!)