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DISCLAIMER! This story contains some WEIRD stuff; please check the tags for anything you may not enjoy.

I'm a noob writer, please excuse odd things or point them out so I may correct them. I've very open to criticism so feel free to point something out. <3

~2.9k words

“Exiting FTL, brace yourselves"

A loud hum vibrates through the whole ship, shaking my bones, a strange mix of vertigo, cramps, and motion sickness wreck my body. My vision blurs as the hum dies down, my senses slowly returning. I look out the front window of the ship, a vibrant blue star off in the distance as well as a few other bright objects I can only assume are other planets, although too far for the naked eye to make sense of what they look like.

“Are you all right, James? Warp sickness is pretty rough." The captain looks back at me from his seat, his roughed face looking back, one of his hands grasping his stomach. I guess no matter how long you have traveled using this tech, you can never really get over the sensations.

“I think I'm okay Captain, just need a moment." I groan back.

“Right then, get the scanners up, let's hope there's some money to make here."

I walk to the control panel, at least the artificial gravity seems to help settle the vertigo feelings, I fire up the scanners and the screen displays a wealth of information. How many planets, their atmospheric composition, various clusters of asteroids and what riches they might hold. More notably, an alert pops up on the screen signifying a distress signal. I open it up reading the details.

“Captain Zack, I'm picking up a distress signal from a small vessel, probably similar to our own size, problems appears to be engine failure." I call out. Looking to the captain and I hear him sigh. Obviously uncomfortable that after a couple weeks journey someone beat us here first.

The Zack's leaning down, hands over his face, perhaps still overcoming the warp sickness, perhaps from disappointment.

“Engine failure? This far away from any station? the crew probably starved by now." The captain pulls up an image of the derelict ship off in the distance.

“Although maybe we can save ourselves some time if they already scanned the system or better yet if they picked up anything valuable..." The captain thinks aloud.

Not wanting to explore a dark ship in the middle of space, I groan to myself, knowing where this is heading.

“I'm going to approach the ship, go ahead and suit up; I want you to board and scout the ship for valuables. Grab Karen too, maybe you two can split up and look around."

“Aren't you concerned for a pirate ambush or something" questioning back, a feeble effort in persuasion. Exploring derelict ships is not something I signed up for.

“We're deep in unexplored space, it would be more lucrative to ambush distress signals near trade lanes, not a random ship out in the middle of unexplored space." He argues back.

Sighing, I get up to leave the bridge. Arriving at the small lounge somehow fits everything that we need to relax. I see Karen sitting slouches at the table, hair a little messed up, black coffee. Exiting warp did not seem to treat her well.

“Well Karen, looks like we get to board a creepy dark ship, Captains orders." I walk up and sit across from her. Her face slowly lifts to stare death into my soul; clearly not having a good day.

“Oohhh, please tell me you're fucking with me." She manages to groan out.

“I wish, seems like someone beat us here, but experienced an engine failure when they probably tried to leave. Captains want us to recover anything valuable on board."

“Alright… I'll go get ready." Karen walks off to her quarters while I do the same.

I open my suit wardrobe—more like a giant machine that helps me slide in. Its neigh impossible to take the suit on or off without one of these. I step into the machine as the pants and vest of the suit slide on and attaching the gloves. Fortunately, they are much slimmer than the suits astronauts first used, but still bulky. The ship rattles and shakes a bit. “All right, we're connected, whenever you both are ready" The captains announces on the speakers.

I meet back up with Karen and move to the airlock. After waiting for the atmosphere to adjust, the door opens revealing the tube-like connection between our vessel and the airlock of the other. The artificial gravity wears off after leaving the boundaries of the ship. We drift to the other vessel and I attempt to interface with the outside of the airlock. The panel flickers on, signifying the vessel is still in distress and gives some other useful information for any possible rescuers. Atmospheric pressure and composition appears normal, and the vital life support systems seem to remain functional.

“If anything the crew ran out of food, or abandoned the ship for some reason." I point out.

I give the command to open the door allowing us to enter.

“I guess we're about to find if those poor bastards are still alive," Karen says bluntly. We go through the airlock procedure, allowing us to the inside of the vessel.

“Hello! Anyone around? We're explorers, we picked up your distress signal." I announce. After standing there for a brief moment, only to hear silence in return.

“Doesn't seem like any Survivors" she points out “Lets split up, I'll explore the crew quarters and the bridge for anyone, you can look for salvage." Karen notes.

“Sure, make me feel like a petty looter" I joke, not having any medical training, I get her line of reasoning.

“Let's just hurry up and get out of here, this place feels eerie."

Looking for easy lootings, I go straight for the cargo hold. In which I find various crates. Opening a few, most of them do not seem to have anything of particular value. I find some have some with what looks to be ground up rocks. It is hard to examine the minerals to notice if they are anything of worth. I remove my helmet to get a better look; I can almost swear I heard someone yell at me for removing my helmet in an unknown ship, but this area is obviously non-hostile. I take off my helmet to get a better look. Breathing in the conditioned air, I note that at least it does not smell as if someone died here. Somewhat relieved but that only raises more questions about where they may have gone.

Getting a better look at the resources, most of these just look like ground up asteroids. After searching through a dozen or so crates, I notice something unusual in the corner of the room is not like the others. It appears made from a different material, and there are holes along the side, perhaps implying something living inside. I grab a flashlight and peer through one of the holes, the only thing I can make out appears to be dirt, maybe a plant or fungus of some sort? I tentatively open the crate, growing more curious as to why someone could be transporting a life form way out here in the middle of unexplored space. All I find is a layer of dirt, though it is a little off color from the soil on earth, having a more dark blue color rather than brown, but still having the same earthly texture.

Curious if the dirt might be covering something, I sink my hand into the soil, it gives away easily and I brush across something pliable and solid. Suddenly, the box shift, dirt flies everywhere as something jumps out from the dirt. I jerk away from the disturbed creature something pale white with long tentacles for limbs and a leaf-shaped tail. I trip over something on the floor. Falling back, hitting the back of my head on another crate. Pain explodes-- vision blurry. I feel the thing landing on my chest as I feel the oddly warm tentacle brush against my neck, reaching inside the suit. I desperately reach up to grab the thing, grabbing it by the narrow portion of its tail. By then I realize it has a firm grip on the openning to my suit, and with surprising strength, its slick boneless body slides out of my grasp and swiftly disappears into the suit.

Adrenaline pumps through my body, ignoring the intense pain on the back of my head. I feel the body sliding within and along my shirt, sliding itself directly along my skin, leaving a trail of sticky wetness. The body of the creature maneuvers to the back of my body and descends down towards my lower back. I feebly try removing my suit, failing miserably as I knew I would. It is nearly impossible without the assistance of the wardrobe. I feel the body of the creature glide its slick warm body over my ass before navigating through my legs. Its hot, slimy underside envelops my groin, tentacles reaching around my hips and wrapping around me like a weird living underwear. Afterwards it stops moving completely; content with its new resting spot.

I sit there for a moment staring at my groin, expecting something more terrible to happen. While it looks bulkier no one would probably notice, or dismiss itself as arousal. My mind still racing, wondering how I could possibly explain this, my train of thoughts gets interrupted.

“Jason, you find anything" I hear coming from the headset of my suit's helmet.

Oh shit! How am I going to explain this? What will my crew do to me if they found an alien parasite attached to me? Put me in quarantine? Leave me on the ship? It does not seem to actually be harming me. Perhaps I can figure this out later and maybe look at the extranet for some answers and fix this later.

I reach for the radio, “U-uh, no nothing here. Err, I found some minerals, but it's just a bunch of rocks. Nothing special." I manage to stutter, trying to make a cover-up on the spot.

“You okay? You sound like something scared the shit out of you." Karen responds back.

Make something up, make something up, I think to myself.

“Uh yeah, I just tripped and knocked something over, hit my head. Should be fine though."

There is a brief moment of silence; a sigh comes through the comms.

“You fucking idiot--Why did you take off your helmet? Never mind, I'll give you a checkup when we get back."

“N-no it's not serious" I stutter back, “It was just a light tap; I'm more spooked than anything."

“Yeah whatever, I didn't find any survivors on my end, the escape pods is missing used as well. At least I found some scans of the system, which saves us a bunch of time. Hurry up there so we can head back."

“I'll be right behind you." I drop the mic, my hand trying to grip my chest through the suit. Feels like my heart is about to explode from all that just happened. I look down to my groin glancing at the added padding. Feels weird though, squishy, slimy, warm, whatever this thing is, it obviously does not want to harm me.

Getting myself reoriented, I meet back with Karen and make the spacewalk back to our ship.

“You sure you're okay? You still seem a bit uneasy," she points out.

“I'm fine, just the whole warp sickness plus the jump scares I think is getting to me. I think I need to lay down for a bit."

“Looking for a moment to fap more like," she teases, a smirk growing on her face.

“What'd you do, find their porn collection?" blushing, I try playing along and try to shush her.

“We got a bunch of data for the captain to look over anyways, I'm sure he'll let you get some 'rest.'"

Karen and I split ways as I head straight to my room. Double-checking that I locked the door behind me, I immediately get into the suiting wardrobe, breaking out of my suit. The creature seemed to tear various parts of my clothes on its journey down, going to need a new shirt and some underpants, although the latter might not be necessary anymore. after getting out of the legs of my suit, I just stare at the thing over my crotch.

The skin is pale white, two black beady eyes staring straight at me from over where my belly button should be—the eyes make it quite unnerving. The head and entire body of the thing is hugging me skin tight. Unable to get my fingers beneath it, it seems like it might be using some sort of adhesive to prevent me from prying it off. Looking lower, the two tentacles on either side, connected with a webbing across my stomach reaches around my hips. Using a mirror in my wardrobe, I look behind me and see the tentacles have inserted themselves into slits on part of its large flat, leaf-like tail, seemingly bonding with itself. Looking on the lower part of the tail, there seems to be a small opening right where my tailbone would be… Which looks like to be another tail coming out, but it is only a few inches in length. I tentatively reach back and touch it, seems boneless and unmoving, how weird.

Taking a step back and looking in the mirror at myself. It looks like fleshy underwear, I humor to myself. I run my hands over the back of the creature, over where my groin is and enjoy the exhilarating feeling of the situation. I come across a hole on the lower part of the thing as my fingers move across it. Exploring and without thinking, I push a finger in and it clamps down around it. I jerk my hand back in surprise and decide that is enough of exploring this thing for now. I wipe off the strange fluid that covers my fingers from the exploration.

Maybe this thing was all a dream…

Waking up in the middle of the night, the parasite still attached to my groin stirs. The creature begins massaging my cock, slimy hot nodules and tentacles start sliding along the whole length. My member feels oddly more sensitive than before. I am helpless to do much more than tag along for the ride. I reach my hands to my groin, trying to stroke the parasite as if to coax it along faster. I find it odd that I can faintly feel my hands running across the body of the parasite, but I quickly dismiss that from my mind as the lust pushes rational thought away from my mind.

Along the back of my ass, something slick and rigid moves back and forth over stimulating more than just my cock. The parasite trying to milk me for all that I can offer. Fine cilia wrapping around my shaft, squeezing it so tenderly in just the right places, nodules massage the tip of my cock, the entire underside of the parasite almost seems to be stroking me in a progressively increasing speed, feeling like I am thrusting into something. I look down from my groggy, lustful mind. The body of the parasite moves and shifts as it works itself to bring me into a lustful state.

I let out a shuttered breath, my heartbeat thuds hard in my chest. Looking down and starting into the small black eyes of the parasite, I feel oddly attached, my new little pet. I close my eyes and throw my head back. The tendrils wrap and slide across the glans of my penis. I thrust my legs as I start to desperately drive myself deeper, seeking release. The hot warm flesh of the creature's slick caresses is the only thing on my mind. The thrusting and the grasping tentacles feel heavenly as it finally sends me into the climactic high.

A tendril clamps around the base of my cock, refusing to let me relieve myself, the nodules pressing harder, giving longer strikes. The cilia along my tip stiffen as they try to emulate thrusting even deeper into the sweet embrace of the creature. My delayed orgasm somehow grows further in intensity, biting my lower lip and letting out a groan. Something presses to the tip of my urethra, the clamp at the base of my cock releases, jetting fluid along the length as the intruder at the tip surges lower and past the escaping load. My eyes widen at the alarming sensation, my arms feebly try to grasp at the parasite as my mind numbs to the mentally debilitating orgasm. The tendril sinks deeper and deeper; the orgasm drags out and grows in intensity. Then finally at last, the orgasm fades, the high dies down.

The lustful fog lifts from my mind. My heart pounds in my chest. I look down at the thing still covering my groin. Feeling the buried tentacle twitch and turn deep within my urethra connecting itself to my most delicate organs. Confused and alarmed, I worry for what it might be planning to do. However, the thoughts of just how amazing of an experience of what just happened are still stuck in my head. A part of me worries what it's doing to me, another part is starting to crave for more.

To be continued <3

CHAPTER 2!

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