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It was another quiet night on Epsilon Station. The soft glow from the fluorescent lamps and wall strips bathed the main throughfares, not that there was much foot traffic around this time of night anyway. Though a few of the nocturnal alien species were out and about, there was one place that was always jumping with activity. The neon sign out front of the shop cycled through a few different language scipts before the name "The Worg's Den" burned brightly. various races and species of people loitered in the street around it's entrance, all enveloped in their own conversations as two Mastodonian bouncers tended to the doors. Large and bulky beings, they were akin to Earth's own elephants with the signature tusks and trunks, but bipedal and clad from head to toe in cybernetic armor instead. Fiercly loyal and incredibly expensive to hire, it was a sure thing that you were going to be adhering to an establishments rules while those glowing red gems on the helmets faceplates were settled on you.

The real action was going on inside, as rowdy patrons sat around tables drinking, gambling with cards, dice, or tests of skill. The owner of the establishment, another mastodonian male who was as large as his bouncers, sat on an almost regal set of large cushions. A beast laid across his armored lap, watching the crowd with great intent and licking its lips every once in awhile as patrons walked by. The creature was a mix of a sabertooth and a wolf; a worg, and likely the inspiration for the businesses name. Set into the back of the house was the curtained and partitioned off private booths. A group of Avian males sat in one of the booths, sipping from glasses filled with an earth import of whiskey as the bottle sat in the middle of the table between them. A blue feathered male currently had his lap occupied by a small lagomorph waitress, her skirt hiked up and blouse pulled down exposing her breasts. They jiggled as she bounced on his lap, taking his cock inside of her tight entrance and biting down on her lower lip. "Hrrn, so boss.. how you.. uhh, yeah bitch take it! You think your little toy is doing good?" The avian man said, roughly thrusting his hips against the bunny waitress.

"I'd assume so. Otherwise I doubt the master of the house would have so graciously extended to us these little "gifts" for our stay here..." The black feathered avian spoke as he ran a taloned hand across his beak and looked down at the vulpine waitress settled between his legs, servicing his dick with her tongue. "Pretty little thing like her I'm sure is making his client very... happy right now..." He put his hand on the back of the fox female's head, shoving her down to swallow the rest of his length with a whimper from her.

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Behind the bar counter sat a door, and behind the door was a long hallway. Two human guards waited outside a final locked door, where the wet squish of flesh on flesh could be heard slipping through. A human girl of moderate size, with brown hair that framed her face and thick round glasses that just screamed 'nerd', as more than a few people did when she was growing up. She sat on her knees, suckling the cock of an alien that looked like a cross breed between a cobra and a preying mantis. It hissed ocassionaly as she found the right sweet spots along its ridged penis, working her tongue against them to keep the alien happy and not interested in using his pair of razor honed scythe arms.

"Yessss, ssssweet human girl..." It's voice sent cold shivers down her spine, but not nearly as much as when the tip of one of his scythe-like appendages grazed against the skin of her cheek. She tried to just shut out the rest of the universe, mindlessly carrying on with her task as she wandered into her own thoughts.

She had not always been a sex slave, some slut who sucked alien's dicks and was forced to let them rape her at a master's command. She had once been Annie Reynolds, an inspiring student who worked hard to eventually be crewed on the Hyperion; Humanities latest and most advanced starship. Annie was one of the bridge crew, the communications specialist. She'd gotten along with her crew over the few months of active work they'd been on, before the incident happened. Someone had sold them out, plain and simple. She'd noted to the captain an unauthorized com signal just a day prior to an important delivery the ship was making to a colonist planet. Worry came when the ship was pulled prematurely from the faster than light jump. At first it had seemed like an engineering problem; but the cold fear set in when the ship's warning sirens blared, signaling multiple target locks. Out of the forward viewport sat an interdictor cruiser, surrounded by several smaller class vessels that just screamed marauders.

The rest of the exchange after that is a bit of a blur to Annie. After a missile slammed into the shields just beyond the command deck, she had hit her head on the console as the explosion rocked the ship. More warning sirens, smoke slowly filling the area, crew mates laying in their own blood; it was all just flashes of memory now. Annie could remember the marauders that boarded the ship though. They were scaly, hard shelled things with piercing yellow eyes, those horrible yellow eyes... One of them grabbed her by her hair, dragging her kicking and screaming through the now bullet hole riddled hallways of the ship. After the group returned with their newly aquired 'treasure', Annie was tossed into a holding pen of sorts with a group of other female crew members.

Stripped of her clothes and all hope shortly after; Annie was fitted with a slave collar and offered around at black markets and ports that openly accepted slavery. She watched as her fellow crew were eventually bought off one by one. The only solace was without her glasses she couldn't watch it in great detail, nor could she really remember the faces of her 'masters' during that stretch of time. She was traded amongst a few owners though over the course of a year or so. The fate of a pretty young human girl, naked to the universe was pretty easy to guess as each time she was used either as a personal sex toy or whored out to raise money.

Her latest master had been no different. He had however at the very least given her clothes to wear and even glasses to see again. Having learned she was more than just another brainless bimbo, the avian master had used her for more than just her body. She'd worked numbers and finances for him, the better the job she did the better her conditions she was kept in and even giving certain amenities. Unfortunately anytime she started to get comfortable with her new arrangement, the avian master reminded her it was no vacation. It usually involved raping her or offering her up for a partner in his business to relieve some tension between them.

Though it was nice having proper glasses again, the same could not be said for her clothing. She considering it clothing in the same sense one might look at a napkin as casual wear. The top was pitch black, skin-tight, latex little number that had sleeves reaching just past her elbows. The bottom of the 'shirt' however, didn't even fully cover her breasts. She was constantly showing off gratuitous amounts of underboob when she wasn't just plain exposed, causing her perky tits to be on display somewhat frequently.

The shorts she was given to wear were even less material. Crimson red latex, and just as tight as the top is, not much was left to the imagination as closely pressed against her crotch and ass as it was. She was kept completely shaved, so her lower body was always just teasing out of sight for any onlookers. The garment reminded her of daisy-dukes, but about a third of the size of even those.

To top the look off Annie was ordered to wear black fingerless gloves, thigh-high fishnet stockings, and some of the largest pair of platform high-heeled shoes she had ever seen in her life. The heels... those damn heels... The posture they forced her take made Annie constantly feel like her ass was on display with every step she took, with no help from the shorts. And the sound those heels made as she walked, click, click, click.. It always drew attention straight to her. The outfit may be what kept folks looking, but those heels is what gets them there in the first place.

The entire look is beyond embarassing, somehow even worse than just plain being naked. Every time her master takes her out into public she can feel the eyes on her, and it causes her to blush fiercely. And yet, all her life prior to this she had never once felt so desirable. She battled internally over the feeling of shame at what she was forced to do and how she was dressed now, while at the same time feeling so very turned on by how lustfully she was regarded by almost every male or female she met now. Speaking of which...

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Annie was brought crashing back to reality when she felt a squirming sensation pressing between her thighs. Sparing as much of a glance down as she could with her lips and tongue wrapped around the alien's cock, she noticed the tip of it's serpentine tail was slipped beneath the waist of her shorts. The human girl moaned softly around the shaft in her mouth as he drove it inside of her already wet slit. She hated herself in that moment, but the feeling was amazing. The dexterous length inside of her could tease and press against spots in no way a normal penis could have; quickly bringing a slight drip of feminine juices to run down her thighs. Her cheeks burned brightly in embarassment with her moans being silenced silenced by the cock shoved down her throat.

Her alien lover hissed once more, his forked tongue slipping from his mouth. "More.. Sssso closssse, sso sssoon.." The raspy voice spilled forth in the human's common language, knowing it would drive the girl wild.

He would not be wrong in his assumption either. Annie swallowed around his dick to draw out his pleasure, wrapping her hands around the males back and pulling him even deeper into her. The touch sent a shiver through the mixed reptilian and insectoids form. His hips surged forward, burying the ridged length into her mouth as his cock throbbed. A fresh shot of warm alien cum rushed to fill her mouth, sparking it's exotic taste along her tongue. The scent of the musky substance filled the air as well, making Annie's head swoon as the human slut suckled on that cock with single minded purpose now.

"Good... sssswallow it all..." He commanded her, brushing the tip of a scythe arm across her cheek once again. There was no fear in her eyes now though; as Annie looked back up at him with a deep gulp, the only look in her eye was of pure lust. The voice in the back of her head screamed at her that this was wrong, but such an enticing scent held far greater sway over her at the moment. Annie dutifully swallowed another mouth load of the warm fluid, feeling it travel down her throat as it settled into her belly. He pulled the shaft from between her lips, as a final spray of his seed coated her face, marking her for the slut she was now. The thick cum hung off her glasses even as Annie removed them to drag her tongue along it. Partly rubbing it into her skin and swiping more of it off her face for the taste she cleaned herself up as best she could before noticing the still mostly hard cock waited infront of her. Licking that shaft clean until it had a spittle shine, she looked up at the alien male and opened her mouth wide with blushing cheeks.

He rewarded her by redoubling his writhing tails effort inside of her dripping pussy, pulling a loud moan from her mouth. Through half hazed eyes Annie watched as a part of what she thought was his chitinous chest plate moved away from his body, revealing a three fingers hand of sorts. Much smaller than the race's distinguishing scythe ones, he reached for a small pack laying with the rest of the alien's discarded equipment. He produced a thick blue bill, holding it between those fingers. "Ssswallow... thisss now.."

She stuck her tongue out nervously, senses slowly returning to her mind. Commanded as she was though, Annie swallowed the curious pill after a moment. She looked up at the alien anxiously, noting a slight smile on his scaly lips. "What is it supp-OH!" She cried out when his tail tip pressed at her inner most sanctum, triggering a reaction of warmth that began spreading through her body. Annie panted hotly for breath, letting her tongue loll out from her mouth like a canine would. Her sensitive walls clamped down on the tail length inside of her, practically cumming on the spot as a wave of intense arousal hit her. Her pussy dripped liberally, replacing all other scents in the small backroom with one of her excitement. "Pl-please! So hot, must fuck..!" Annie's words were shaky on her rapid and uneven breathing, her lower body riding the thick tail inside of her now; grinding her hips to increase the pleasure she was getting.

"Excccellent.." The alien's smile simply persisted, his cock twitching back awake at the sight and smell; his tongue slipping out once again to taste the scent of her arousal in the air.

The moment was broken however as the sounds of gunfire rang down the hallway, immediately drawing both their attentions the booted feet of the human guards. "Tssk.. what disssturbence would chossse now?" Sliding his tail out of Annie's sopping wet honey pot, causing her to moan loudly. He threw open the door and slithered down the hallway.

Annie's head was in even more of a daze than when the scent of all that exotic cum had washed over her mind, though a few drops still marked her cheeks and hair. Struggling back to her feet, she tried to get her clothes back in order as she stumbled down the hallway after him. The world shifted around her vision, the usually measured clicking of her heels with each step was absent this time; instead it was slow and methodical. She leaned against the wall for support, leaving a dripping trail of her fluids behind her as it continued to run down her legs.

Shouting could be heard as she neared the door. "-Fucking shooting at the damn thing. Now it's run off!" A voice she didn't recognize.

"Well how in the hells was I supposed to know? Not my fault you weren't more careful and the cage broke open." Her avian master this time.

"Just calm down, and put the guns away... You're making all my help nervous.." A mechanical sounding voice this time. As she reached the door and pushed it open, Annie noticed near the bar people had formed a circle around her master, the mastodonian owner, and a small salamander male. The salamanders were, as name suggested, very lizard-like with traits like chameleons. Known for being the best dealers and barterers in the galaxy, they were typically a very jovial race. This one however, was most certainly not.

"Do you have ANY idea how much a Giant Europan Slug is worth?! I demand compensation! You scared the poor creature off by shooting at it." The salamander's beady eyes were practically staring holes into the avian.

"That's not my problem, you should keep your pets on tighter leashes next time. Just like I do mine." Her master's eyes met with hers, signaling her to return to his side. Annie walked across the tavern on shaky legs, before slumping down on her knees beside him.

The salamander's eyes shifted to regard her before going wide. "Her! I want her!" He rubbed his scaly palms together. "She's perfect."

Both her avian master and Annie gave a collective, "What..?" before he shook his head. "As if... You're not getting anything from me, much less my prized slave." His taloned hand wrapped around the back of her collar.

"No you idiot, I can use her to catch my prize again! Giant Europan Slugs love the scent of human females for some reason, so she'll bait it out of hiding. And if you decline me again, I'll just have to have a little chat with the port authority about this slave of yours. I may be busted for exotic creature smuggling, but you'll be in for human trafficing!" The salamander pointed an accusing finger at the avian. Normally such a thing was unheard of, honor among thieves was rare but to sell yourself out to get at another like that was ridiculous.

Quiet conversation slowly spread through the crowd, forcing the avian's eyes to narrow in anger. "Pathetic little shit... Fine, take the slut. You may 'borrow' her for the evening only. And don't even think about running with her either, she's tagged." He scoffed, returning to his private booth with the rest of his entourage. "More female than you can handle anyway..." He couldn't help but one last snide remark.

"Wait, what?!" Annie could only mildly panic in surprise as the salamander grabbed her collar and gave a tug for her to follow. Her loins burned and ached to be filled, rubbing her slick thighs together as she walked out with the improtu owner for the evening. Click.. click.. click.. She just knew everyone was staring at her ass...

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"This is the spot, we'll do it here." The little salamander looked rather pleased with himself as he surveyed the quiet intersection. Giving a final nod with his head, he turned his attention back to Annie, eyeing her body. "Hm, that outfit won't do. Won't do at all. It must be changed!"

Annie shivered, the potent alien drug still running through her veins. "What do you mean? What's wrong with it?" she asked, looking herself over and getting excited from seeing her own body.

The salamander tapped his head for a moment. "It's too much clothes, the creature likes less... more skin means more scent. I have just the thing too!" He rifled through his pack, tossing a few miscellaneous items aside before pulling out several objects. He presented her with a brand new pair of black boots and gloves. The boots reached all the way up to her thighs were two belts waited to secure, and they were even open toed. If that wasn't enough, they were even heeled to the point where Annie wondered if they might have been larger than her own. The gloves weren't much different than current pair she owned; black latex that covered her entire arm up to just below the shoulder and fingerless as well. She cast a confused glance at him as she looked at the two articles of clothing. "Strip down and wear these, and only these.." The salamander couldn't help but drag his tongue across his lips at the thought.

Reaching out and taking the items hesitantly, Annie did as ordered and stripped right infront of him. Gone was the too small shirt and shorts, and the minimal cover they provided. Pulling on the new gloves without much hassle, she started on the boots afterward. Every nerve on her leg felt like it was on fire as the smooth material of the boot slid of her thigh. It was almost like they had been made specifically for her, as it hugged her bare flesh the deeper in she put her foot. Moaning slightly as the cool latex finally ended it's upwards journey, it's top resting only inches away from her exposed womanhood. Pulling the belts on tightly and buckling the boots now firmly to her leg, they felt like a lovers embrace, caressing every curve of her thigh; and she still had the other one to do now... The sensation was rekindling her arousal, reaching for the other boot now and sliding it slowly over her leg. This time she was deliberately slow, soaking in every second she could as it wrapped her up inside.

The boots buckled and the gloves on, Annie sat on her knees in the middle of a dark private street, wearing nothing but these new accessories and a full body blush. She looked over at the salamander master and noticed the front of his pants tenting, as one of his hands stroked his obviously erect member through the material. "Perfect, now stay here. I'll be right back, I just have to get... something." Laughing slightly to himself as he wandered off down an alleyway in a hurry.

Minutes passed in silence, Annie turning her head at each errant noise. She wondered if this was actually going to attract the creature. And more importantly, what was she supposed to do if it did show up while the salamander man was gone? The sudden addition of the sounds of dozens of feet approaching caused her to reflexively try to cover up herself to preserve some modesty, but at the same time that horrible itch that was tingling through her body wanted the exact opposite. Part of her desired and begged for people to watch her, to see her naked body right now. She spotted the salamander man in the crowd, approaching with a hand full of credit ships and fanning himself with them.

She was about to call out to him on what was going on, when the crowd went silent. Her eyes went wide as the sound of something wet and sloshing was behind her. How had she not noticed it sooner? Slowly turning her head towards the sound, Annie cried out as the weight of the creature suddenly pressed down on her from behind. She wanted to call out, to ask what to do now; then she noticed the smile slowly spreading across the salamanders face. The collected group was actually cheering and whistling now! The creature was wrapping her in a hug; a big sloshing, sticky, slimy, hug. Annie cried out for help, thrashing against its grip on her but to no avail. Help was not coming for her as the crowd was here for a show. Panic slowly gripped her as she tried even more to crawl away from the beast, reaching a hand towards where the salamander man stood with a grin on his face.

Her eyes widened and she moaned loudly as she noticed underneath the creature lay an entire bed of tentacle like arms, and one of them was pressing against her swollen and wet pussy. If the alien drug from before hadn't kept her so throughly soaked down there, she would be anyway with as much slimy substance was oozing off the creature. Finding her entrance to its liking, the tentacle wiggled inside; surprisingly thick but thankfully malleable. She could feel it pulsing inside of her, filling her tunnel with its writhing size until pressing at her inner most sanctum.

Annie's fingers clentched infront of her, the immense shame and the overwhelming pleasure crashed against one another as they fought for dominance in her mind. She felt more of the slimy things wrapping around her chest. They groped her chest, wrapping around her tits and squeezing like the creature knew what it was doing to her. The fight was quickly fading from her eyes, covered in this alien's slimy essence as it laid over the top of her. She was forced forward on hands and knees when Annie noticed several more of the tentacle arms danging before her face now. As soon as one slid against her lips, leaving the slick trail, her last mental defense broke. She opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue invitingly with an "Ahh.." that the alien took without second thought. Sliding the appendage between her lips, she felt it's pulsing sensation from two of her holes now, and swiftly after thinking that, three holes.. Its slimy mass felt around her butt, enjoying the feeling of it before finding her puckered entrance there and promptly filling it as well.

That moment alone was enough to set her off. Fueled by a drug induced climax high already, her orgasm came crashing down like a ton of bricks. Annie clenched down every muscle in her body as if trying to hold the traitorous feelings back as they came bursting out in a flood of girlcum. The tentacle popped out of her mouth as her once terrified screams reached new heights as pleasured instead. Every muscle that had been tensed released as the shiver ran through her. "Fuuuuck, yess!" The words just left her mouth without thought behind them; throughly gushing around the thick tentacle buried in her feminine sex. Her orgasm excited the crowd as the onlookers all watched on in interest. Annie was certain her little outburst had just notified the entire neighborhood block as to what was going on here. Her tongue had lolled out during the explosive moment, drooling both her own saliva and the creatures slime.

The small voice in the back of her head tried screaming at her once more, but it was so throughly drowned out as the pleasure clamped down on her. Her cries had all turned into eager moans now at each touch after only just coming down from her previous orgasmic rush. Surprised momentarily when the slug creature pulled them both back until she was sitting against it's slimy body, with her front fully exposed to the watching crowd now. More tentacles wrapped around her, enveloping her in their lengths as two in particular around her thighs spread her further open. Its body surged against hers as she realized it was thrusting inside of her now. Each loving length slid through her, stimulating her pussy and ass at the same time. Annie had been double penetrated before, but the prehensile feeling of the tentacles was creating a sensory overload.

The creatures slime was dripping everywhere now; Annie was certain she could feel it seeping in beneath the edges of both the gloves and the boots. The latter of which was squishing around her toes. The feeling was both horrible and exciting, as the duality of her mindset at the moment continued. she bounced against the creatures lap, little better than a sex toy for it now. Her body followed the motions with her own, rising and falling to spread herself in those delightful appendages. Soon enough the squishing of their intermingled sexes was combined with that of her toes playing with the slimy material between them. It roughly bucked its lengths inside of her, and Annie wasn't certain anymore where those heeled boots began and the gooey slime ended. She just knew the feeling of wrapped up in a mixed latex sticky cocoon was rapidly bringing her towards another orgasm.

Annie's hands squeezed down on her latex and ooze covered thighs. She rubbed her fingers against them, hugging her spread legs to her chest as the elation brought her to climax again. Her head tipped back and she cried out "Ahhh! Don't stop!" urging the creature to continue fucking her through the orgasm. Her tight tunnels spasmed around the alien lengths inside of her, milking them for more pleasure. By this time, she was sure people had left their homes or opened windows to her little display. She shivered strongly at the thought, it excited her, she almost wanted more people to watch now. Her sexual juiced soaked down her thighs now, further mixing the line between slime and booted latex.

She could only moan, coherent words were lost at this point to her labored breathing. She lovingly licked the squishing tentacle arm near her mouth, her hands reaching up to her own tits to assist the slug alien in working them. The sensations seemed like they were dragging on for hours; Annie could feel and taste cool liquid leaking from the wiggling lengths inside of her, making their passage that much easier each time. She arched her back and took a sharp breath to scream "More!", to which the psuedo cocks thrusted against her roughly in answer. Her body tensed as the electric feeling sparked through her, as she arched back even stronger against the alien lover and came hard for the third time.

The squishing from between her thighs and even between her toes only grew louder, prompting the crowd to cheer once more at this. Her eyes slowly rolled back in her head as the creature didn't stop in it's minstrations with her body. Feeding its slime covered arms to her from every angle, the smell of sex clearly mingled in the air with the alien's own unique musky scent. Annie ceased to be in that moment, she was lost in the sea of the comforting, writhing beast as it continued to use her body, thrusting inside of her again and again. Until the moment that its movements became jerky and uneven, pulling her from that sexual zen, she felt it's thick shafts pulse and expanded. Through the tentacle hanging before her face she could even see it, as the appendage pumped liquid through the wiggling form to signal the beasts end. Wrapping her fingers around it she suckled on the tip, urging the alien essence into her. The creatures cool cum sprayed out from each tentacle finally, even the ones not occupying inside of her. There was just so much of it, Annie struggle to swallow down the sudden load as it filled her anal walls and even pouring directly inside of her womb at the same time. The rest of it's loving arms did not leave her unattended either, as they each shot out their own loads straight onto her, coating her in it's seed until it mingled heavily with it's natural body slime that was already dripping off of her.

She laid back against the slug beast, covered in its sexual fluids. The thick tentacles finally popped from her, leaving thick gooey trails of its spunk behind. The stuff dripping out of her well used ass and pussy as she shuddered from the slightest touch. Sliding out from between her lips, she gave it a parting kiss before panting heavily from exhaustion. "I caught... the giant slug..." Annie said with a slight smile, her tongue lolled from her mouth to lick her lips clean.

The salamander stepped forward, patting the beast lovingly on the head before regarding her. "That you did my dear, that you did.."