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[b][u][center]Pirate Slaves

For Heru

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

The full moon always seemed to be a harbinger of weird things. Sometimes it meant people went crazy. Sometimes it was a sign of a horror movie about to start. Sometimes it just meant that an alien escape pod was about to explode in your backyard. Tyler got the last one.

Jumping to his feet as the shockwaves rocked his little cottage, he grabbed his robe and ran down the hall. A quick slip down the bannister later, he threw open the back door and stopped in shock.

“Holy…”

He mouthed the second word, something his family would not have liked him saying as he stared at the flaming furrow in the ground. It led almost to the edge of the property, and as he looked back over his shoulder, he could see that whatever had caused that had also taken a pretty good sized chunk out of the guest room. Whatever it was, it certainly had a lot of weight, and it hadn’t left any wreckage of itself behind.

Ducking back inside to get a flashlight, he followed the furrows through the earth, shaking his head. If this was a satellite or something, he really shouldn’t be doing this, and if it was more sci-fi than that, he really, really shouldn’t be doing this. Somehow, that didn’t matter so much when it had woken him up in the middle of the night and left a ditch this far down his backyard. Over a hundred feet…

[i]Whatever this is, it’s gotta be big.[/i]

Yet, surprisingly, it wasn’t. At least, not in size. A large, blue-steel cylinder laid on its side at the end of the disturbed earth, and he saw that while it was ‘on’ fire, it wasn’t actually being burned. It must have had some really good construction to avoid that.

There were enough gaps in the blaze for him to get close, and as he fumbled around the cooling piece of metal, he found several little seams in the metal. He dug his fingernails into them, but it wasn’t quite enough. So, he tried the universal door opener and kicked it.

THUNK!

“Works every time.”

Grunting as he pulled himself up the side of the cylinder - it was just a few feet taller than him from end to end, and it wasn’t considerate enough to land on its side - he managed to look in.

“Holy shit…”

This time, that naughty word couldn’t be stopped, but he was pretty sure family would excuse him. After all...aliens.

Well, two aliens, half-hidden in frosted-over pods. Tyler pulled himself the rest of the way into the cylinder and brushed one hand over the glass. On the other side, a face that vaguely reminded him of a gray pear stood out amidst the frost, looking rather calm and peaceful. Strangely so, for a crash landing.

After checking on the other one and seeing a similar alien, he realized that they were probably in some sort of suspended animation. Cryo sleep or something, knocking themselves out or making sure that they didn’t age while they were heading somewhere else.

“Well, don’t that beat all…”

He leaned on the solid center of the escape pod, only to immediately draw his hand back as a series of beeps and boops filled the air. Whipping his head around, he saw a console lighting up, displaying a series of what he could only assume were letters or numbers. Nothing he recognized, though, only in starbursts and strange angles.

“What…”

[i]Analyzing vocalization.[/i]

“English? How…”

[i]Analysis complete. Language categorization, primitive.[/i]

“Hey!”

[i]Language categorization upgraded. Intelligent primitive.[/i]

He shook his head, but before he could shout at the computer some more, it suddenly opened up a lower panel. A small cylinder, looking to be made of the same material as the pod around him, dropped down, and he picked it up.

“What’s this?”

[i]Device is classified as a nanite manipulator. Scans indicate that passengers are filled with nanites, allowing for deep cryo sleep without medical problems. Device will awaken those filled with nanites, as well as issue other commands to the nanites in their bodies.[/i]

“...What kind of commands?”

As the computer listed any number of things, his jaw continued to drop as it got steadily more insane...and all the more interesting. Transformation, body control, mind control, even. The nanites sounded like they could do just about anything, making the one that held the controller essentially...well, god.

And he liked the sound of being a god.

“Computer, can you do anything besides inform me of things?”

[i]My capabilities range from scanning to transportation.[/i]

“Transport these two in their tubes to my room in the house.”

#

It took a little finagling, but he was able to get the full information out of the escape pod computer. The two aliens were apparently brothers, some sort of pirate captains that had been imprisoned after a long heist. Their loot had never been found, but Tyler had a pretty good idea of what the loot was. The nanites in their body and the remote in his hand felt like pretty good suspects for that.

With them being criminals, he felt little guilt about using the device on them. After all, it wasn’t like they could protest that much. They would be in prison or worse, possibly dead in the escape pod if he hadn’t rescued them. A little bit of gratitude wouldn’t go amiss.

After he pulled them out of their tubes, he took a look over their bodies. They didn’t have...much...when it came down to it. Either they were of a completely different biology on their world, or they had evolved past it, because there was nothing to see. No cock, no pussy, nothing of any sort. In fact, it took him three go-overs to even find an asshole, and that was scarcely more than a small dot in the back of a very flat space of skin.

[i]Yeeesh, no wonder they don’t make rule 34 of these guys…[/i]

If they were going to hang around here, though, they needed to look better.

With the controller, it didn’t take long to alter them. He shifted the tone of their skin from a gray to something closer to a dark-skinned man, making it a little bit more human while still looking exotic. A couple of flicks on the controller, and their ears started growing out again, as well, becoming almost like neko ears in one case, and like dog ears on the other. Tails, too, of course; if he was going to make them look like this, he might as well go all the way.

As a final touch, he flipped them over again, leaving them, ostensibly, ass up. He pressed a few buttons, and sat back to watch the change.

“Mmmm, now that looks much better.”

He folded his hands together as their flesh started bulging out in two mounds, small at first but rapidly growing outwards. They didn’t jiggle, but they did get bigger, firmer, more distinct. No more flat asses were these, but big, grippable globes. Tyler grinned as they pushed back more and more, getting to be a lovely handful, and then a bit more than that.

“Computer, how are they reading?”

[i]Well, sir. Their vital signs are stable, and there are no deviations in their sleep patterns.[/i]

“Thank you, computer.”

Very handy, that. He only needed to push a couple more buttons, and they’d wake up...but first…

With a little assistance from the computer, Tyler commanded some of the nanites to pool in the mouth of one of the aliens. Collecting the strange black slime that the nanites made up, he held them to his ear, and shuddered as they slithered in, ‘infecting’ him with their presence as well.

Giving them some time, he eventually put in a few commands to the device again. This time, for himself. It wasn’t much, just a bit of intelligence and reflex boosting, as well as making sure that his body was strong enough for any resistance that they might put up.

[i]Wait…[/i]

He grinned. One more thing for the aliens…

#

When they opened their eyes, they almost immediately looked at him, and both of the aliens blushed as soon as they lowered their eyes to his cock.

“Master…”

They even said it unison, and Tyler grinned as he stroked himself before them. The two aliens dropped down to all fours, their eyes locked on his cock as they crawled towards him, their little bubble butts shaking back and forth as their tails whipped around.

Without even being asked, they darted in, the cat-boy licking at his cock while the dog-boy started working over his balls. Two quick, eager tongues, surprisingly long compared to the heads that they were in. He’d have to remember that if he took them out in public...if he did.

He groaned, his hips twitching despite his intention to stay completely in control. The two pirate captains were just that good, one sucking his cock right down to the root while the other popped his balls right into its mouth. Soft lips and hot tongues only made it better as they lashed his sensitive cock and balls, almost driving him to his knees in seconds.

Almost.

When he felt he was getting too close, he waved his hand, and they drew back, kneeling down on their new asses. He sat down, shaking his head. The conditioning he’d asked the nanites to do had worked, and so well.

“Present…”

The word immediately got them to turn around, their asses up in the air. Both of them reached back, their hands grabbing hold of their ass cheeks and parting them for him. Just as he’d expected, their holes were bigger, tight, but bigger rather than a little pin-prick for waste disposal. They were twitching, and hard, eager for whatever he had to give them.

It was a pity that he couldn’t have them both at once with his cock, but that was the limit of biology. He smiled as he got down on his hands and knees as well, rubbing a finger up and down the dog-boy’s taint. Even now, after the transformation, their skin was incredibly smooth, lacking hair of any sort, and he could feel how it just led him right up to that hole. Any pressure from his finger to flesh followed a natural dip right to it…

He grinned as his finger slipped right in, almost sucked in from how hungry for it the alien was. These nanites were amazing; there was no way that these pirates were this dick-hungry before, so seeing it now…

“Beg.”

“Please, master!”

“Cock, we need cock!”

“Please, please, let us have your cock.”

“We need it, we need anything. Please, just give us your cock!”

Chuckling, Tyler gave himself a few strokes...and leaned his head in.

A small sniff told him that they weren’t yet like humans, fully. The usual soft bitterness along with the heady musk of a good ass wasn’t present. However, he could still make out the growing smell, weak, but steadily getting more...earthly.

He darted in, dragging his tongue over the lucky dog-boy’s ass, feeling the rim pucker hard against his first lap, and the same with the second. Over, over, again and again it puckered and begged for more.

As the cat-boy wiggled his ass nearby, whimpering, Tyler obliged his other slave by bringing his hand up and slowly sliding a finger inside of that needy pucker. It squeezed him, begging for more, and he gave it a second finger.

His hand quickly got busy as the cat-boy started humping back to meet him, and the dog-boy’s whimpers of need only got him more and more turned on. He kept licking, lapping over that tensing pucker, feeling it begging him to slide inside, begging him for more. Tyler kept up the teasing, leaving it wet and slippery, and looser by the second. He dragged his tongue from one side of that rim to another, making it stretch as he pressed down firmly, but never enough to slide in.

When both of the males were absolutely insane with need, he finally sat up. His cock slid right between the dog-boy’s ass cheeks, and it took no effort at all to slide in. The nanites had left both of them utterly capable of taking anything that he choose to give them, from his cock to his whole arm.

And he gave the dog-boy his cock. He gave it hard.

Two fingers became four in the cat-boy’s ass, and the two tails wagged hard below him as he fucked the two submissive pirate captains. How far they’d fallen, he realized. How far they’d gone from dread pirates to prisoners to slaves…

Well, they probably deserved it.

In and out, in and out he went, slamming his cock in deep. The feeling of the dog-boy’s ass bouncing every time that he hilted only made it better, like a soft extra vibration every time that he bottomed out. He groaned, his free hand spanking that doggy butt every few minutes, feeling his balls slowly pulling up.

[i]Nnnngh, note to self, enhance...enhance stamina…[/i]

He would have felt a bit guilty about his need, but he could tell that the boys were already getting close, too. He groaned, leaning forward, humping harder and faster, feeling his balls smacking off of the smooth crotches of his slaves.

Smooth...because all they needed was their asses. All their pleasure would be from that, from him.

It didn’t take long for his fingers and cock to drive both the ‘boys over the edge and to climax. He felt their holes tighten hard, almost shoving his hand and cock right back out, and that sudden spasming pleasure pushed him right over the edge as well. Tyler rammed in, struggling to hold himself in place as he came, spurting deep...deep…

He slumped back, panting hard, and the two slaves immediately turned around and nuzzled up to him.

“Master, master….”

“Heh...don’t worry...I’ll be ready for round two.”

He picked up the device, smirking.

“After a few more modifications….”

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]