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Invid Invasion Ch. 01

By: Invid Writer



A note from the author: More chapters will be coming but the speed in which I write will most likely be directly proportionate to how much feedback I receive. So if you like it and want the next chapter, drop me a line and let me know.

Also, just a side note for those hard core Robotech fans out there... This story really has NOTHING to do with the Robotech or Invid Invasion shows. It may be set in that world, but the characters are original, not contrived from TV. As for all the new people: trust me, the understanding will come.

Chapter 1

"Salt Lake City"

"Andrea Robertson loved riding her cyclone. It was a brilliant piece of machinery. In it's current form it looked more like a motorcycle then anything else. She wore special riding armor on top of her white tank top and tight blue jeans. The riding armor was dual purposed. It's first and obvious use was to deflect any bullets or energy beams that may be heading her way. But in times of crises, with a simple flick of a switch she could cause the cyclone to transform around the riding armor into a sort of mini-battleoid. An extremely useful device for armored or heavy weapon combat.

That form of course was much more useful and took quite the skilled driver to operate. It was often necessary if an Invid scout were to fly by and discover her presence. 

The Invid were insect like creatures that arrived on Earth about three years earlier. They came with no warning. The Robotech Expeditionary Force (REF) had recently left to battle the Robotech Masters and therefore left the planet nearly defenseless. All the Invid had to do was mop up. And mop up they did. After the first week every major city was destroyed and left in ruins. By the end of the first month they had set up "hives" in countless locations mostly around North America. No one knew why they came. Only that they did and they weren't going away. 

Negotiation was impossible due to their unwillingness to communicate with any Human. They saw Humans as a viral infection upon the planet. One in which the planet would function better without. Obviously, the Humans disagreed but it didn't matter to the invading race. They forced people to work as slaves if they were lucky enough not to be experimented on first.

Quickly small resistance cells started to pop up to fight the Invid. Unfortunately, the people were too busy fighting amongst themselves in gangs to do any real damage. Some barony cities were set up ruled by petty (and sometimes not so petty) dictators.

Andrea was born in Calgary, Alberta but was forced to depart when the Invid first came at age 16. Both parents were killed in the attack and Andrea left to go do what damage she could to the invading race. She could never go back to her home city due to the fact that a rather large hive had been built there. It had been three years since she left home. A long time. 

She was nearing Salt Lake City, travelling on one of the old roads. The whole terrain around her had been irradiated during the first defense against the alien attackers. Little grew here now but a few farms became apparent as she got closer to the old town. What buildings remained were no more then two or three stories. Any higher and they became in risk of being destroyed by an Invid passerby. The old Downtown had been destroyed and now there was only a pathetic town of maybe 10,000 people left in its wake. All these people clustered around some of the safer building in the south and that's where Andrea was headed.

People stared as she moved into town, driving down Main Street. A cyclone was rare in this day and age and a beautiful female driver even more so. Andrea pulled over in front of a bar/diner. Every town had plenty of bars. Alcohol was probably one of the few things still in abundance. She took off her helmet and riding armor strapping them onto her backpack. Armor was rarely welcomed in a hotel or restaurant.

Before she could even get inside three men wearing yellow and black gang colors approached her. The leader was a large gruff man missing a few teeth with breath that smelled like rotting fish. They all had knives strapped to their belts.

One of them spoke, "That's a nice bike. I wouldn't mind having one of those."

The leader looked at Andrea as if sizing up a piece of meat, "I know what else I wouldn't mind having." The man drew the knife off his belt.

"Come on guys, give me a break. I've got better things to do." Andrea moved to push past them but the leader was quicker then he looked. He reached out with his free hand and grabbed her on the shoulder, turning her to face him.

"Where do you think you're going?" The man barely had a chance to finish his sentence before Andrea quickly span, freeing herself from his grasp. In mid turn she twisted the man's knife hand and she heard the chunk as it imbedded itself in the dirt roadway. Continuing in one fluid movement she brought up a leg and kicked one of the other men in the head, quickly flooring him. She brought her own knife up to the leaders throat.

"I'm going to get something to eat. Do you have a problem with that?" The man shook his head nervously and briefly, Andrea was tempted to put him out of his misery. But the thought quickly faded and she let him go. The two took off helping their dazed friend off the ground.

Andrea turned to head into the bar when a middle aged man in blue jeans and a thick blue jacket came up to her. "That was very impressive. The way you handled those men."

"Thank-you." She decided to leave it at that, not wanting to get involved any more then she all ready was.

"Can I buy you diner?" The man grinned a trustworthy grin and opened the door for her.

"I'm not looking for a date. Thanks."

"No, you misunderstand. I want to talk to you about recruitment"

'Hmm.... Even worse,' she thought. 'Now they want to get me involved in all this gang crap.' But for some reason she didn't suspect he would take no for an answer. "Alright, but I'm not promising anything."

The two sat down in a booth. It was mid afternoon so the place wasn't very busy yet. Only a few hard core drunks were left sitting around at some of the stools. A few looked at her briefly but quickly went back to their drinks. Shortly, a waitress approached.

"What can I get you?" The waitress was a fairly young woman with a scar on her cheek. Probably from a fight she didn't win.

"Do you have steak?" Andrea asked.

The waitress nodded and looked over to the middle aged man beside her. "And for you?"

"The same. Bring some beer with the order." The waitress nodded again and disappeared into the back. Andrea turned her attention back to her diner partner. "My name's Sean. It's nice to meet you." He extended a hand and she quickly took it.

"Andrea." She shook and withdrew her hand. "So what's this about Sean? I'm not really the gang type."

"I hope that you'll make an exception with us. We work less like a gang and more..." He took a minute as if rolling the words around in his mouth. "More like the police did when we still had them. We protect people that aren't in the gangs and try to prevent them from doing anything too serious."

"I see... I don't really stay in one place for too long though." She still wasn't sure about the offer. They seemed to have a good cause but... Before she could finish her thoughts she was interrupted by his response.

"That would be fine. We always appreciate having members on the road to let us know what's going on outside. And you could help out while you're in town. We would give you free food and a bed to sleep in."

Now that was a tempting offer. She didn't have any money with her and didn't like the idea of sleeping in her tent with such a dangerous group around. "That sounds good actually."

"We do have a sort of initiation. To make sure you're loyal to us and so on. It could be disastrous to have one of the reds or greens join up with us."

Of course. There was always a catch. "What would you want me to do?"

"Simple really... Just bring us three scarves from the reds. Do that and you're in."

Thoughts began flying past her mind. Three scarfs have sounded easy enough. She may have to beat up a few guys but she was taught how to fight by the best. She could take a few gang members. And for a resource like this could be.

"All right deal. I'll get them for you."

The man smiled obviously happy about his new potential recruit. Before an awkward silence could set in, the food came and the two began eating.

* * * *

It was about 8:30 making everything gloomy in the just setting sun. Andrea had gone back to the blue's headquarters to see where the red's base was. She also left her cyclone; weapons and riding armor behind so she wouldn't be too suspicious. She put on a white tank top with no bra (bra's were mostly a thing of the past due to the limited manufacturing facilities available). She had changed her pants and now wore desert camouflage. She didn't want to give any misleading signals by wearing gang colors.


As she approached the building she began to get more and more nervous. The old warehouse looked run down. It had a large metal door at the front and was painted in imposing shades of red and black. Andrea approached the door and knocked on it loudly. Soon after she heard a "chunk" sound and a metal eye slit moved aside to reveal a pair of brown male eyes behind it. The man had a fairly nice voice but sounded angry.

"What is it? Who are you?"

Andrea was nervous. "I'm Andrea Robertson. I was thinking about joining the gang but I wanted to take a look around inside first."

"Sorry, not aloud."

"Come on," Andrea pleaded, turning on the charm. "There must be some exceptions."

"Look lady, there's only one way people get in here on my watch."

"I'm sorry, I don't really have any money."

"That's not what I mean bitch. Think harder."

Now she knew what he wanted. But was it really worth it? She could use the room and board and did want to stay in the city for a while. Besides, it was for a good cause. "All right, you win. What do you want?"

"Good. Get naked."

"Out here?" Andrea looked around now noticing a few passerbies' walking on the other side of the street. One man was carrying groceries, another just moving along, minding his business.

"Now, girl. I don't have all day. Stuff your clothes through the slot."

Andrea nodded and bent over to take off her shoes and socks first. Standing barefoot now she took her socks and put them in her shoes. The doors slot was just tall enough for her to stuff her shoes through so she did so. The man inside took them. Next, Andrea grabbed her tank top around the waste. She took one last look to make sure no one around was staring and quickly brought her shirt up over her head exposing her breasts as she did so. She quickly stuffed the shirt inside.

The man was definitely impressed with what he saw. Andrea's breasts were quite firm, still being on a young body. Not very large but definitely enough to get a handful. Her nipples were a nice brown, and she was tanned with no bikini lines. Her muscular frame was also clearly visible. Still very feminine but her abs, arms and rib cage were all well defined. Her stomach was nice and flat. She hesitated here with her back towards the street knowing someone must have seen her by now.

"And the rest of it," came the bellowing voice from inside.

In one motion Andrea quickly undid the button on her pants and slipping her thumbs into the waste band, pulled her pants and underwear down in one movement. She stuffed them through the slot too and they were quickly taken by the man inside. She thought she saw those brown eyes gleam as he smiled. He was still very impressed with her body and was now looking down towards her crotch. She kept the hair there trimmed. After staring for a second the man spoke again. "Turn around."

Andrea hesitated again, but wanting to get it over with she turned around to face the street. Across the road a teenage boy had stopped to watch her. Previously he had only got a glimpse of her long curly brown hair and her tight butt but now he got to see her from the front. He continued to stare not bothering to hide the fact that he was looking. It felt like an eternity but was in-fact just a minute or two when the man inside said, "turn back around now. You can come inside." The eye slot quickly closed and she heard some loud metal noises inside. Probably removing a metal bar so the door would open.

Andrea quickly turned and the door cracked open. She pulled it the rest of the way and went inside, closing it behind her. Inside it was pitch black. No lights were on what so ever. If she couldn't hear the clunking behind her she wouldn't have even known that the man was baring the door closed again. 

She spoke, her voice quivering slightly, "It's dark."

"That's the way I like it."

"Are you the only one in here?"

"Sure am, honey." The man took off his shirt and undid his pants, sliding them down his body. She heard them hit the floor and knew that he was naked.

Next, as if out of nowhere she felt his hand grasp her arm and pull her towards him. When she was close he dragged his hands up to her breasts and squeezed hard causing a grunt of pain to seep through her mouth. This only seemed to encourage the man and he used both hands now, molding and playing with her breasts. Squeezing them regularly. "Very nice," he said. "If only all the girls had a body like yours." 

Without warning he pressed hard up against her and kissed her wetly on the mouth. As he continued to kiss her roughly, she could now tell that this man was largely overweight. About 300 pounds she guessed as he continued to press up against her. After a little more kissing (if you could call it that) she began to feel something lightly touch the inside of her thigh. As the touch grew stiffer she realized it was the man's penis and instinctively tried to back away. The man changed his grip, moving his hands to her ass and squeezed there now instead. "Mmmm... You work out." Using his grip on her he moved her pelvis closer to his until his cock pressed up against her opening. She panicked slightly now realizing she wasn't nearly aroused enough for entry. Of course she probably never would be with the way this guy treated her.

"Hold on, I'm not ready. Let me..." That was all the man needed to hear and he thrust quickly inside her. "Ahhhhh..." In barely any time at all his length was completely insider her and Andrea couldn't help but moan in pain as he pushed harder in and out of her dry pussy. It felt like her insides were on fire. The man was at least 8 inches long and wide enough to support her theory that he was largely over weight. He wrapped one of her legs around him and still inside her moved her into a lying down position. Once there he began to thrust inside her faster and faster. He moved his mouth down to her left breast and began roughly sucking on her nipple forcing it to become hard. Then, leaving behind plenty of drool he moved over to her other nipple and sucked on that until it was equally hard. He bit down on it just before he lifted his head up to speak.

"You're tight baby. I bet you haven't done it with anybody in months. Am I right?"

"On the road..." She gasped, "I don't normally have the chance"

He continued to push into her as if trying to get even deeper every time. All Andrea could respond with was heavy breathing and large moans of discomfort. He grabbed her wrists with one hand and forced them stretched out above her head. This caused her breasts to lift up higher on her chest which only encouraged the man's rough treatment of them. And then it happened. The man cried out, "I'm cuming."

He pulled outside of her and dragged his cock against her trimmed muff. His penis convulsed and ejaculated in a high arch soaking her between her breasts and down the middle of her stomach. He supported himself above her as two more arches ejaculated outwards, covering more of her breasts and stomach with the white sticky fluid. He then forced out the last few drops over her pubic mound, causing the short hair to stick to her body in clumps. He rolled off of her and Andrea just laid there for a short time allowing the fire to dissipate in her loins. The cum started to collect around her belly button and between her breasts but she didn't care. She was just glad that was over with.

Eventually, the man stumbled back to his feet, wiped his dick off in her hair and put his clothes back on. She heard him walk across the room and flip a switch. A light turned on and Andrea could finally see her surroundings. Sitting up, she noticed that the room was indeed empty. A booth was in one corner of the room next to a normal wooden doorway. Her clothes were in a pile in one of the far corners and the roof was about 20 feet tall. She sat up to get a better look around and the man went over to her clothes. He picked up her tanktop and tossed it at her. "Clean up with this."

Andrea frowned, "then what am I supposed to wear." The man gestured to her pants and shoes, still in the corner. She sighed and used her shirt to wipe off the cum he left splattered on her. She then walked over to put her socks, pants and shoes on. She noticed her panties were missing. But before she could say anything, the man took the shirt back and tossed it in a different corner of the room. "You won't need that." He walked over to the doorway beside the booth and opened it. Topless, Andrea went through and he followed close behind. On the other side of the door was another guard. The guy that just had sex with her spoke. "Watch the front door will you Ed?" Ed nodded and went into the room that she just excited, staring at her breasts the whole way in.

'Well, this place certainly doesn't have a high respect for Women,' Andrea thought to herself as she followed the large man down the hallway. Of course, she was the one walking around topless so she could steal a few stupid scarves. It certainly wasn't the most well laid out plan she'd ever come up with. But to be fair, she was still pretty new at this infiltration stuff. Unfortunately if she were to grab the scarves and run she wouldn't even make it out that door because of all the heavy and time consuming locks. 

Andrea was still going over her thoughts when the man in front of her opened a door and walked inside. The scene quickly put an end to her thinking. Two attractive women were 69ing each other in front of a fairly large crowd. The man spoke "Well, here's the first room on the tour. Not bad eh?" The two women were covered in a sheen of sweat and their pussies were extremely red and raw. They looked really tired. "They've been at it for about..." He checked his watch. "About 13 hours now." It's one of our initiations. They're best friends that wanted to join the gang. If they can go another 11 hours then they're in."

"Wow." That was all Andrea could think to say. "I guess the initiation here is pretty intense." Then a shiver of fear went down her back. "You guys aren't going to make me do that are you?"

The man laughed. "No, of course not. It's different for everybody." Andrea nodded relieved. She had never had any lesbian tendencies and didn't want to start now. "You want to see the next room?" The man seemed almost proud of what he was saying.

"Yeah, sure... Why not?" She followed the man back out the room leaving the slurping and moaning sounds behind. This gave her a chance to put some more thought into how to get out of here. Obviously she was in over her head. Why would she make such a stupid move like that? Going into a place without knowing what's inside.

The front door was certainly out for escape. There were guards there by now. Besides, now she was topless. She didn't know if she could face the city like that until she found a shirt first. Her only option left was to continue in the tour and keep looking for a way out.


Invid Invasion Ch. 01



The next stop was the cafeteria. A few guys were eating a late dinner while joking in the corner but the main site was a girl sitting naked on a table with probably 10 full sized glasses of a white swirly mixture. Two were all ready empty and she was drinking a third. She looked as if she was about to gag.

"She's one of our regulars. She's not a member since she failed her initiation so we keep her and a few others like her around to do whatever the boss thinks up next. You ask me, he's got a pretty sick mind but hell... what do I know?"

"What is that she's drinking?" Andrea was almost afraid of the answer.

"I'll give you one guess honey."

Andrea just made a disgusted face and moved on out of the room. "Do you guys do anything here that doesn't involve sex?"

The man looked at her a moment then answered. "Of course. We drink, we cause trouble in town, we do whatever we want. It just so happens that the boss is a pervert. That makes most people in here Pervert Jr." The man smiled and for a brief moment he didn't even seem like that bad of a guy. Then she remembered that he was still making her walk around topless. Looks can be deceiving.

"You know, I'm getting kind of cold."

The man laughed then. "You'll be a lot colder tonight, I'll tell you that!"

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see."

Next the man brought them into a pool hall where some people were playing. There were pinball machines and the works. "This is one of the reasons everyone puts up with this place. Where have you ever seen a working pinball machine in the last few years?"

"It works? Wow!" Before she could gawk any further, the man grabbed her arm and continued walking. She tore her eyes away and followed, crossing her arms over her chest. She was tired of everyone staring. The two began walking to the back of the building.

"You know, you're a fairly tough girl."

"I exercise most mornings."

"Well that too. I meant I've seen girls who've been in tears by now. You seem to be handling it fine." Andrea just grunted in acknowledgement and the two went outside. "And here's the other initiation that's going on right now. Even I think this one's a bit much."

The back yard was pretty big with a large fence around it. Guards were posted on the four corners.

A short distance away was a small table with a block of cement on it. The unusual part came in what's sticking out of the cement. There was a girl trapped inside. Her face, breasts, and hips (which of course included her pussy and asshole) were the only parts exposed from the block. Her skin was covered in a dried white flaky substance. Probably dried cum. Her hair (what was above the cement anyway) was stuck together due to the same gooey fluid. One of the gang members was forcing himself into her mouth, getting a blowjob. The girls' eyes seemed glazed over.

Andrea couldn't believe it. "Is she okay?"

The man looked a little sad then. "Physically, sure. She'll be let out tomorrow evening and she'll be okay. A little stiff maybe. Psychologically? I don't know. We've never done this before. It was a new idea."

That did it for Andrea. This was about more then scarves now. This place had to be shut down. And if even the pervert beside her thought this was too much there must be a way to pull it off. Maybe if she brought it down from the inside. She was pretty sure she could pass the initiations and hold it together. Hers couldn't be any worse then these ones. "I'll join."

"Sorry?" The man was still watching the guy humping the girls' face.

"The gang. I'll join."

"But I haven't even shown you the bar. Or the bedrooms... We have hot running water here too!"

"I've seen enough." Andrea didn't want to have to witness anymore of these disgusting sexual fantasies. "What's the girls name?"

"Hell if I know. Alice... no. Aria I think. Yeah, Aria." He paused a moment, "so are you really serious about joining the gang?"

"Well it's not like you guys are going to let me leave now anyway. I may as well join right?"

"Yeah, whatever. Well then... Get some sleep. I know what the next initiation is and you'll be up all night. I'll take you to one of the cot's." Andrea nodded and the two went back inside.

* * * *

Andrea was shaken awake. She must have only been sleeping for a couple of hours. The guy waking her up was the replacement guard at the front. Ed. "Hey, wake up. You need t' get going." He had a good voice. Fairly soft and even toned with a western accent. It was relaxing.

"Go where?" She was still hazy from her nap.

"Back of a truck for now. Ah don't know where they're goin' though." Andrea sat up and stood slowly.

"I'm tired. What time is it?"

"About 11 o'clock. Come-on, we gotta go."

The two walked out of the room. Ed barely looked at her still naked chest on the way out and she felt even better then she did after hearing his voice. He quickly led her outside and into the backyard. Aria was still there and she appeared to be sleeping. People were leaving her alone for the moment.

Ed hustled her into the back of a pick up truck and stepped aside.

"You're not coming?" Andrea felt saddened that she had all ready been abandoned by her first potential friend here.

"Ah can't. Ah gotta stay on night watch. Ah'll see ya tomorrow. Good luck." As he spoke the truck began to drive away at the head of a small convoy. 

It was a cold night and the ride in the open-air truck didn't help Andrea's comfort level much. She had goose bumps all up her arms and stomach from the cold wind. After about 20 minutes of driving they finally came to a stop and Andrea felt some of the warmth returning.

Quickly, a stranger from the gang drug her out of the back and brought her over towards a tall pole. The pole was about 20 feet in height and was probably just a steel rod. He handcuffed her hands on the other side of the pole leaving her bound to the cold metal. She didn't like the feeling of being trapped there.

The headlights on the trucks went off and a middle aged man, maybe about 50 years old with a raggedy beard came over to her. Six strong looking men followed behind him. The man pulled out his knife and began using it to cut away her pants while he spoke. Andrea cringed as she felt the first tear of fabric. "Your initiation, will be one of survival. In about..." He checked his watch, "5 minutes, we'll undo the handcuffs and you'll have a ten minute head start. After that point these six will try to chase you down... and kill you." Andrea's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't expecting anything where her life may be endanger.

"Will I get any weapons? Will they?"

The man laughed. "Of course you won't. You don't even get clothes. But on the plus side, they don't get any either." The man bent down and untied her boots, removing them and her socks leaving her completely naked. The coldness returned as he handed her clothes to an associate of his whom promptly took them away. She had a feeling that was the last time she would ever see that particular set of garments.

"So, all you have to do is stay alive until sunrise. If you can do that, then you're in. You can also use whatever means you want to keep yourself safe." He quickly made sure that the other six men were secured to a similar few poles and then pulled a remote out of his pocket. Wasting no time he pressed the button and Andrea's handcuffs fell away. "Begin."

Not wanting to waste any time Andrea quickly took off as fast as she could away from the group. Unfortunately she had never been a very fast runner and the tall grass was rough on her feet, slowing her down even more. Had that guy taken off the other men's shoes? She couldn't remember.

After about 10 minutes of running she knew she had to take a break or she would be too exhausted later. But the whole area was field, where could she go? The moon wasn't out tonight so she had practically no light. Then she saw it. In the next field was a grouping of large rocks. She headed that way and went into the middle of them hoping for some cover. It looked like a good spot and she sat down on a smaller one to catch her breath. The stone felt cold on her butt.

Time passed to slowly. How long had she been there? 10 minutes? 20? She wasn't sure. She decided it best to poke her head around the corner and see what she could see. But as she got up her head brushed past some animal resting on one of the taller rocks. As it took off in surprise she immediately knew what it was. A bat. And not just one either. With the take off of the one a whole fleet of them lifted off and flew skyward, paralyzing her with unexpected fright. She let out a yelp but quickly shushed herself. But the damage had been done, she heard one of the gang members now and he was getting closer.

Her combat training kicked back into gear as the bats left and she crouched down low, staying out of site. She was just ready to head out and pounce when a loud bang rang through her ears. Someone just fired off a gun. That wasn't a good sign at all but curiosity got the better of her and she peeked around the corner. The gang member was lying on the ground, probably dead. She couldn't believe it. Where had the gunshot come from? Then she knew. On the horizon someone was getting closer.

"Andrea? Is that you?" She immediately recognized the voice. It was the man from the blue gang that bought her dinner. She let out a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, it's me. What are you doing here?" The man came closer, lowering his weapon.

"I heard you were out here." He looked her up and down now that he was close. 'Man she was beautiful,' he thought. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm joining them."

He didn't hide his surprise. "Joining them? You can't join us both."

"I'm not going to. No, I mean... I'm joining them to bring them down. You could use someone on the inside right? These guys are real bastards. I want to help get rid of them."

He gave her a look as if sizing her up. "Are you sure you know what you're getting yourself into?" She nodded. "All right then. I guess I better not stay or they'll see me. That gunshot would have attracted them. Good luck."

"Thanks. Umm... Can I have your gun?"

"Just take his." He gestured over to the fallen gang member. She looked over and her eyes opened in surprise as she realized for the first time that he was not only armed but had night vision as well. She turned back to talk to her friend but found no one there. Sighing, Andrea went over to the fallen guy and took his gun and night vision. As she looked closer she realized that it wasn't a normal gun. This one shot tranquilizers.

She let out a shudder of relief. 'At least they're not going to kill me like the old man said.' 

Then she saw it. Another figure further down the field. Definitely one of the gang members. He hadn't seen her yet. She started to move forward slowly, staying low to the ground, hoping to surprise him so she didn't have to deal with the noise of another gunshot. The man seemed oblivious to her being there. He was still looking off to his right where the gunshot came from. 

Finally, she was close enough to jump him but her luck worsened as he turned to his left and saw her only a few feet away from him. Quickly, raising his gun, he fired, glancing her in the arm. Fortunately, Andrea was thinking the same thing and fired her weapon too. Her aim was worse though and just caught him in the foot. It didn't take long for both of them to collapse and fall asleep. Her only hope was that the glancing blow would mean she would wake shortly. Not to mention the hope that her shot was good enough that he would stay unconscious longer then her. Her thoughts quickly came to an end as she hit the ground and the surrounding area went even blacker.

Andrea awakened about a half hour later realizing that things didn't work out as well as she hoped. The rest of the gang had heard the shots and come running. The remaining four members were all hear now and they had used some sort of twine to tie her spread eagle to some near-by roots. 'This looks bad,' was the only thought that went through her head before the first guy spoke.

"Hey, check it out. The bitch is awake." The attention of the four men turned on her. She could feel their eyes roaming over her body, now having a chance to look at it. Naturally, the moon had come out and was giving off plenty of light to see the surroundings now. That's how she noticed the fifth man that she tranquilized slowly waking up. "And Greg's waking up too." He turned his attention to his friend, "hey man, how's it going?"

"I feel like shit. Where's the girl?"

"Right here man. We got her tied up. We all thought we'd wait and see what you thought we should do, seeing as how you're the one she knocked out and all."

"Well I got a few ideas. Where's Larry?"

"The bitch killed him somehow. Managed to get her hands on a gun. Where was she hiding that I wonder." He looked down at her crotch hungrily.

"Larry's dead? Damn, man... She's gonna get it good tonight." He took off his night vision and put it on the ground. He walked over to her and sat down on her breasts, with one leg on each side of her torso. "We're gonna make this the worst night of your life. You hear me?" He inched himself forward so the tip of his limp penis rested on her mouth. "Suck it bitch."

Andrea hesitated, "my name's Andre..." Before she could finish he jammed his cock into her mouth, forcing her to take his entire limp member inside. It didn't take long for him to harden but at the mercy of these men, Andrea didn't dare bite down.

"The bitch is good at this." Greg said as he started to rock his hips, moving his cock in and out of her mouth. Once at full hardness, Greg didn't waste any time, jamming his 7-inch long dick to the hilt. Andrea gagged but that only seemed to encourage him. She could barely breathe and felt herself quickly getting dizzy from lack of oxygen. That didn't stop him though. He just sped up his rhythm, enjoying the feel of her gag reflex pulsing around his swollen member.

The other four guys all huddled around, watching. They were slowly stroking themselves to arousal as Greg continued to pound her face. "Oh God, this is good." Feeling himself close, Greg pushed all the way in one final time and let loose with one of the biggest orgasm's he'd ever had, coating the inside of her throat with his sticky fluid. "Oh shit, she feels nice."

Andrea could feel the cum sticking to the inside of her throat, refusing to go all the way down. She kept gagging and started coughing up bits of sperm on to her chin and lips. A new gang member spoke up. "Look at this man, she can't take it! It's like she never swallowed cum before. Ha! Maybe we need to help her get used to it." 

Not pausing for a response, the man bent down over her face and stuck his hard rod into her mouth. Andrea quickly realized that this guy was a lot larger then Greg. Probably 9 inches long and a little thicker. It didn't seem to matter much to her assailant though as he thrust the whole length inside her. This was bad news since she never had the chance to catch her breath from before. After a couple more minutes of this, her new attacker wasn't even close to cumming but Andrea didn't think she could stay conscious much longer. Her eyes started to glaze over, her face became red and her arms went limp as she slipped into unconsciousness.

"Hey man, pull out. She passed out."

"Why should I? I'm not even close yet."

A man named Steve spoke up. "Cause it's my turn next man and I don't want to fuck a dead chick. So pull out."

Annoyed, he did what Steve asked. "I'm not going to lose the mood just cause she passed out man."

"Fine, just don't choke her to death okay? I still want a couple goes at her." The man grunted and repositioned himself at the entrance to her pussy.

"I'm still gonna have my fun, whether the bitch can keep up with me or not." He thrust all the way into her mostly dry pussy the first time in, moaning as he did so. "Man, she's totally relaxed." He started his thrusting anew as he pushed in and out of her pussy all the way to the hilt. Andrea's limp body moved up and down, her firm breasts bouncing attractively as he entered and exited her. After a few more minutes of regular thrusts Andrea started to stir again, temporarily forgetting where she was. Then she felt the pain in her loins and it quickly came back to her. She was tied down, being raped while she was unconscious. Immediately, due to reflex she clamped down making the man inside her really have to force in and out. "I'm gonna cum guys. The bitch is clamping down on me."

"Well don't cum inside her. I don't want to be surrounded by your jizz when it's my turn okay?" Andrea was still regaining her senses but couldn't help being relieved when the man inside her pulled out. It didn't take her long to wake up though when she started to feel his warm cum spray all over her well toned abs. She squirmed to try and get out of the way but of course it was useless. The man just kept coming. He must be really proud of himself she thought as the torrent of cum finally tapered off. Her whole stomach and abdomen was completely soaked with his jizz. It was already collecting in her belly button and she could feel it rolling down in between each of her stomach muscles and off the side of her tanned body.

"Oh man that was good. I'm gonna take another couple goes at her once you guys are done." Andrea could still feel the cum in her throat but most of it she had coughed up. She realized rather embarrassingly that it came out almost like drool out the side of her mouth, slowly flowing down her jaw.

Steve stepped up putting his cock in front of her mouth. "Lick it." Seeing no other option, Andrea did so, licking around the base and then going to the tip. Steve moved it around until it was covered in saliva.

Obviously Steve had a plan. He moved his hips down his body so he was straddling her breasts and crushed the two orbs together. He put his dick in between and started to move his hips. Andrea was barely big enough for the tit fucking he was giving her. She was a large B or small C cup the man decided. Enough to have some nice curves but small enough that she wouldn't sag. A good thing since nobody made bra's anymore. 

Steve kept moving his hips, letting his medium sized cock protrude from the other side, then disappearing into her cleavage again. He used his thumbs to stimulate her nipples, slowly making them more erect. A few more minutes of this and Steve was ready to cum. He let out a loud groan and held her breasts around his dick.

The cum arcing out surprised Andrea as the first strand landed across the side of her face making a bridge connected to her eyebrow and cheek. The second one didn't make it quite as far but caught her across the lips. She could taste the saltiness of it. The rest of the cum landed in her cleavage and on her breasts, slowly making it's way upwards to collect around her collarbone.

The rape continued for a number of hours, each guy taking turns, each one drenching her more in his ejaculate. By the end of it, Andrea found out that she really didn't mind. It was a little uncomfortable sure and not her idea of a good time but she was getting used to it. 'That's good,' Andrea thought. At least she wouldn't have to deal with all the post rape mental consequences she's seen so many times before in other victims on the road. The end of the ordeal came almost as a surprise. Without saying anything, the spent men untied her arms and legs and lifted her up by her armpits. One of them even helped her walk the long walk back towards the truck. She could feel the cum dripping down her body. It was everywhere, in her ass crack, her ears, and her nose. Her bangs and pubic hair were matted against her body. Her torso and face was completely covered. Her rib cage and toned stomach muscles created rivets for the cum to travel in as it flowed down her. She could feel it dripping between her legs as she walked but most of it flowed down her thighs.




Invid Invasion Ch. 01



The guys just talked about how good it was on the way back but Andrea pretty much tuned them out, only hearing the occasional derogatory remark. At this point she was too exhausted to care. They put her back in the truck, got dressed themselves and they sped back off home, leaving two people to guard her in the truck, so that she didn't jump out. She could feel the cold wind drying all the sperm on her body.

The truck pulled up to the warehouse and went into the back yard. The two men that had been guarding her pulled her up and offering the smallest amount of support, drug her back inside the building. People stared as she went by enjoying the site of her. The two men deposited her in a blank room with a concrete floor. By this point Andrea was exhausted and closed her eyes to sleep but one of the man's voices kept her from drifting off. "You shouldn't have killed him bitch. We'll make you pay for that."

Andrea opened her eyes just in time to see a yellow stream of liquid heading towards her breasts. The other guy seemed to think it a good idea and pulled his own dick out, relieving himself on her. Then, without a further word, the men left and lying drenched in cum and piss Andrea couldn't help but go to sleep.

* * * *

Andrea woke up to warm water flowing over her body. Her first thoughts were that another man or group was pissing on her again but it didn't feel like that. Reluctantly she opened her eyes to see Ed's concerned face. She was in a tub of water and he was wiping her clean with a sponge. He smiled at her as she looked up at him again and she became much more relaxed

"Are you okay?" The concern in his voice was evident.

"Let's not talk about it all right?" Ed nodded and Andrea just lied back feeling much more refreshed. Slowly, the caked on cum and urine washed away. After a while Ed emptied the bath and starting getting a new clean one going for her. A little under an hour later, she was as clean as she'd ever be. Ed helped her out of the bath and dried her off. "Do you have anything I can wear?"

"Sorry. If Ah give ya anythin' the others would get really pissed. Ah'd be payin' the price for it."

Then she saw it. The look in his eye that said he still had some decency left in him. The look that said he may be here with them, but he really wasn't one of them. "Why do you stay with these maniacs anyway?"

Briefly, Andrea worried he had overstepped her bounds as she saw the brief look of hurt on his face. But the look quickly faded and his response was encouraging. "They've been mah family. Both mah parents were killed when Ah was younger and the gang took me in. They gave me a family. But hey... No family is perfect right?"

"Especially this one," she responded.

"You're right. Especially this one."

"Help me get out of here. You can come with me on the road."

"Are you serious? Ah thought you wanted t' join?" Andrea stared back at him, their eyes meeting. "But that's just a cover isn't it? You jus' wanna get on the inside."

"This gang has caused all kind of trouble around town. Raping and murdering people. They've got to be stopped." Ed's face took on a look of despair. This woman wanted to destroy everything he's knows for years. He couldn't let it happen.

"No, no, no." He shook his head. "You can't destroy this. Ah'll help you escape, because Ah don't want you here. Ah don't want you 'inside.' This gang may cause damage in the city but it's important to people. You can't ruin it." Andrea's heart sank. She screwed up. Letting him find out what she was up to was a bad idea. Now she really did just have one choice. Flee.

Ed stood up. "Come on. Let's get you outta here." Andrea frowned. This wasn't going well at all. If she tried to stay he would surely expose her. She had to convince him her way was best. "Well," Ed said, "come on."

Andrea reluctantly stood, still naked. Goosebumps darted over her skin as the cold air got to her. She went over to Ed who promptly left the room with her.

As the two walked in silence, Andrea contemplated how she could bring him to her side. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind, so as the two stepped outside into the darkness of night, Andrea tried the same old argument.

"You can't tell me you support all their actions. They're monsters."

Ed didn't feel much like talking. "Maybe so. Be quiet now. We're almost at the edge of the compound." Andrea took the hint and stopped talking. After short order, the two arrived at the perimeter fence. "This is the only part of the fence that isn't electrified. You can climb it here."

"Thanks for not telling the others."

"Well just 'tween you an' me? They are bastards. But don't come back. Ah'll tell them you escaped, but if you come back, Ah'll tell the truth."

Andrea frowned. "I understand. You can still come with me you know. At least then you won't have to stay."

"No. Mah place is here. Have a good life Andrea. An' leave town as soon as possible. They'll come lookin' for you." With that, Andrea hopped the fence and began walking. She was already near the center of town and decided it best to head for the blue gangs headquarters. If she could make it there she could get a change of clothes out of her bag and also, have the cyclone to help her with whatever she decided to do. 

In her current cloth-less state, Andrea thought it best to stick to the shadows on her journey to the Blue's base of operations. All she needed was to instigate more attacks on her. Or draw attention to her escape.

Finally, after an hour traversing a ten-minute walk, Andrea walked up to the back door of The Blue's headquarters and knocked on the door. A slot opened in the back and after looking at the state of her, the person inside opened the large metal door for Andrea to come inside. The door guard was a woman of about 20 years old, wearing the typical blue garb of the gang. "Hey, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Just looking for some clothes. I've got some in my bag." Andrea smiled a genuine smile. Her nudity didn't seem to bother her.

"Come on in." The woman stood aside so Andrea could enter. "You're Andrea right? Your stuff is in room 212. I'll walk you there."

"Thanks."

The woman extended a hand, "sorry, I didn't introduce myself. My name's Keri." Andrea met her hand with her own and shook.

"Good to meet you."

"If you don't mind my saying so, you seem to be pretty at ease for someone who's naked in a building full of people."

"You seem to be pretty at ease talking to someone who's naked in a building full of people."

Keri smiled. "My dad walked around naked all the time at home. You get used to the idea. So what happened to your clothes anyway?"

Andrea looked down. "I'd rather not get into that."

"Sure, no problem," Keri said. "Ah, here we are." She stopped next to a door with the numbers 212 on the front. Meanwhile, a middle aged man walked by, trying not to stare at Andrea. He quickly passed and Andrea and Keri entered the room.

"You know, I think you're the only person in the world that can look dignified while walking around without clothes."

Andrea smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment." Despite her apparent at ease with the situation, Andrea still went immediately to her bag and pulled out a pair of jeans and a white tank top. No underwear. She got dressed.

"You probably want to talk to Sean?" Keri asked.

"As soon as possible."

"I'll take you to him."

"Thanks." Andrea smiled again and Keri marveled at her ability to stay in good spirits despite the obviously horrible things which had happened to her. She was like an old military general. Always in command no matter what her position or appearance.

"It's too bad the military isn't still around. I'm sure you'd fit in well with them."

"My teacher would like to think so I'm sure."

"Oh?" Keri asked as the two left the room to go find Sean.

"Yeah. Michael Anders. He taught me everything I know about cyclones."

"I've heard of him! That guy's a legend. He single handedly took out an Invid hive." Andrea only nodded. Often times when she mentioned his name, others around her could go on for hours about how good a soldier he was. Andrea had learned to tune it out, obviously knowing the real him much better than many. He really wasn't all that amazing. 

"Well here we are." Keri knocked on the door that presumably held Sean inside. It was room 101. 

"Come," came Sean's voice from inside the room. Andrea entered, leaving Keri to return to her post at the back door. "I take it your initiation wasn't as successful as you'd hoped."

"I'm afraid not. One of them found out what I was up to. He isn't going to say anything but he didn't want it to happen."

"That's most unfortunate," Sean frowned. "What do you plan to do now." Andrea's expression turned solemn. 

"Leave. It's not safe for me to stay."

Sean frowned again. "I understand. I do have a request however."

"Of course." Andrea opened her eyes wider, curious about what it could be.

"I'd like three of my people to accompany you for a short while. You came in from the North so I'm presuming you're going south?" Andrea hesitated. She didn't much like having an annoying group following her around everywhere. Sean seemed to see her hesitation. "They're all fine people, I promise you. And it would only be as far as a small town about four days drive from here."

"I suppose so. That will be fine."

"Excellent. You should leave within the hour. I'll get them together." Sean stood up from his desk and walked over to a small closet. "Oh, and I have something for you." He pulled out a blue jacket slightly armored, and blue pants.

"It's our uniform, more or less," he said. "It may keep you safe. In more ways than one."

"Thank-you." Andrea took the clothing and tucked it under her arm.

"Well you had best get ready. Good journey's too you. I will have everyone meet you at the front door in 30 minutes." Andrea nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her.

* * * *

30 minutes later, Andrea headed for the front door, her cyclone in tow. She was now wearing the blue jacket over her tank top and found it to be most comfortable. Reaching the door, Andrea was surprised to see Keri standing there. Along with two other men she didn't know. One looked like a total geek. Bad suit, glasses, pocket protector, the works. He quickly introduced himself, speaking nervously, with a stutter.

"uh... H... Hi. My name's Bob. I'm the d... d... doctor, round her."

The other man seemed much more likeable. He was attractive and looked slightly European. "I'm Pepsi. I've heard a lot about you."

"All ready?" Andrea was surprised the rumors had started to fly this quickly. Pepsi nodded. After a short time of looking at each other, Andrea's curiosity got the best of her. "Pepsi?"

"Yeah. It was some drink that my parents used to love. They named me after it. Great, huh?"

Andrea wasn't sure what to say so she figured agreeing was probably the best policy. "Yeah. Well it certainly is unique."

Pepsi smiled mischievously, "so are we gonna get to see you naked? Bob was asking about it earlier, but was afraid to ask."

Bob's expression turned to one of pure fear. "I... I... I... Did not. T... Tell her, Keri. I would nev... never say anything of the sort."

Keri smiled at Pepsi's joke. "Bob speaks the truth. He'd be too nervous to even think about it."

Pepsi turned to Keri, still smiling "Oh, thanks for ruining the joke." Bob looked down, his face flushing with embarrassment. 

Andrea decided it best to change the subject. "You guys all ready to leave?"

The three companions nodded in agreement and turned, opening the front door. To Andrea's surprise, she found Ed there, raising his fist to knock when the door has been open. "Well ah'll be. That's good timin'."

"Ed," Andrea exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

"Ah decided Ah might come with y' after all if that's still all right? Ah... Ah got mah own bike." Andrea smiled happily.

"Absolutely Ed. You're welcome to come." Pepsi gave Ed a questioning look before exiting out the door. Bob and Keri came soon behind and Andrea pulled her cyclone out.

"We only have on extra bike," said Keri. "So we'll have to double up."

"No problem," exclaimed Pepsi quickly. "I'll ride with Andrea. If that's alright with her of course."

"Of course," came Andrea's reply. She quickly hopped on her bike and waited for Pepsi to get on behind her. Bob got on the bike with Keri and Ed climbed aboard his own.

"So... Ah... Where are we goin'?" Asked Ed before the roar of the motorcycle started.

"South," came the only answer. "Come on. Let's go." And with that, Pepsi wrapped his arms tightly around Andrea's waist and Andrea took off at high speeds. Letting the others catch up on the road.

End, part 1." 



Invid Invasion Ch. 02



A (revised) note from the author:

This story (previous and following chapters) contain scenes of rape (some chapters more than others). DON'T TRY THAT AT HOME. This story is fantasy and rape in any real setting is wrong. Hopefully you don't need me to tell you that.

The speed of upcoming chapters will most likely be proportionate to how much feedback I receive so please mail me at the link below with any good/bad/constructive criticism. If you don't like parts of this story, tell me why and I'll see if I can improve it for next time. This particular chapter had a lot more sex in it than I originally anticipated. It also includes a lot of lesbian activity. Chances are the next chapter will have less of both, but not to worry, sex (both lesbian and straight will be plentiful as the story progresses). I'm trying to find a balance between sex and drama so let me know if I'm close or what I can do to get there.

Finally, I'm still new at this novel format so try to forgive my errors as I make them. I promise they will decrease as the chapters go on. Thanks and enjoy.

Invid Invasion Chapter 2: "The Wax Sculptures"

"Andrea pulled her shirt off and unbuckled her pants, slowly lowering them. On the other side of the tent, Pepsi performed a similar ritual but he didn't bother to wait once his shirt was gone. He moved over to Andrea and began planting kisses on her collarbone, then moved up to her neck and eventually her lips. Andrea kissed back with full force, aggressively. Pepsi pulled their lips apart briefly to speak. "You're so beautiful." Andrea barely responded to the comment. She just pressed her lips back to his and allowed his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss.

She began to fumble with Pepsi's pants, trying to unfasten them in mid-kiss. She eventually succeeded and grabbed the waistband, pulling them off quickly. He was left in just his plain white boxers which she also, quickly removed to reveal his hardening member. Still kissing passionately she grabbed it with one hand and moved it to the entrance to her pussy, then slowly, shoved it inside.

Pepsi broke the kiss to bend slightly and move his lips to her breast. He kissed around the sides, gradually working his way towards the already stiff nipple. Andrea began to sweat as Pepsi pumped in and out of her. A thin sheen of perspiration coated her body, making her slippery. Pepsi just began to pump harder.

Andrea moaned "Uhhhhnnnnnn... Slower... Slower," Andrea said in the hopes of making it more enjoyable for herself. Pepsi didn't listen. Not this time anyway. Meanwhile, his tongue finally reached her nipple and the contact sent electric shocks down through her body. She'd always had fairly sensitive breasts. But the nice feeling of his tongue gave way to the rougher feeling of teeth as he bit down on her nipple. He began to pump even harder into her pussy. Her free breast, moved wildly up and down as the shock from Pepsi's thrusts moved her body. Her nipple began to hurt so Andrea moved her hands to his face, applying a small amount of pressure to push him off her breast. He didn't budge. "Stop. Pepsi... Stop."

Pepsi moved himself off her nipple and Andrea let out a moan of relief as she was allowed to enjoy the pounding into her pussy more fully. But as she began to relax, she felt Pepsi's teeth come down on her other nipple. Causing it to become even stiff, but also painful. Pepsi was pounding into her hard now, making her sore. This was fast becoming unpleasant. Andrea tried to reason with him again. "Pepsi, stop." He didn't listen. He grabbed on to her slender hips, slippery from sweat and thrust himself into her as far as he could go, and reached orgasm, ejaculating deep into her. Andrea was breathing heavily at this point. Relieved it was over she allowed herself to relax and Pepsi, practically fell on top of her, his body pressed tightly against hers. He didn't bother to withdraw himself from inside her. Andrea could feel him slowly getting soft again.

"That was amazing," Pepsi said. "In fact... You're amazing. I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes at this rate."

Andrea's hesitation was evident. It was obvious she wasn't real keen on the idea of round two. But before Pepsi could inquire, Andrea heard the sound of Keri speaking. "Andrea. Hey, Andrea." Andrea turned her neck, finding Keri next to her in the tent. She was naked, with a hand to her crotch, masturbating. Andrea noticed she was actually quite an attractive woman.

Keri pulled her fingers out of her crotch and licked them off. She then reached her hand over to Andrea's shoulder and gave her a shake. "Andrea, wake up. I think we have a problem."

Andrea's mind began to stir. That was a dream? Andrea opened her eyes to see Keri's worried face looking down on her. Keri's hand was on Andrea's naked shoulder shaking her slightly. Once Andrea opened her eyes, Keri withdrew the hand. Andrea sat up fully, guessing something was wrong. She forgot briefly that she sleeps naked and the sleeping bag fell to her waste, exposing her breasts to Keri. Her nipples were still hard from the dream and she was covered in sweat. Keri noticed, but didn't say anything.

"There's an Invid flying around outside. I think it's a scout but I'm not sure." Andrea jumped to attention. An Invid scout was indeed dangerous. It may not have any weapons to speak of but it would fly off to inform others if it noticed anything peculiar. Andrea pulled herself out of the sleeping bag and began putting on her riding armor, not even bothering with clothing underneath. She always slept with her armor next to her in case of this kind of emergency.

As Andrea put the riding armor on however, she realized that she never used to be this open about her body. In fact she used to be quite conservative. And now she could walk through down town Salt Lake City at night without seriously being concerned about it. Perhaps her experience with the gang had changed her more than she was willing to admit. Nonetheless, this was no time for thoughts like that. There was an Invid outside to worry about.

Andrea finished putting on her armor and went outside, quickly hopping on her cyclone parked beside the tent. Looking up, Andrea could see the Invid circling around their camp. It was a crab looking creature. Somehow they could fly but really it looked like it belonged in the sea. It had pinchers, "furry" legs, and the works. The Invid had noticed them and just begun to fly away to go get reinforcements. Andrea used her two years of training to instantaneously transform her cyclone to battleoid mode and targeted two missiles on the scout. 

Without a moments hesitation she fired, blowing the rear section off of the scout, causing it to crash land only a field or so away. It was almost definitely dead and would be a great candidate for salvage.

Since the Invid ran on protoculture cells, it was often possible to find clips compatible with energy weapons, or even vehicles. And since protoculture was so hard to manufacture with the Invid blowing everything up, it was really only possible to restock from downed Invid ships.

The battleoid mode for the cyclone looked similar to one of the giant mechas of the past. Andrea had seen one once during her training and was greatly impressed. Although her cyclone only added a foot or so to her height, the mechas stood 40 or 50 feet tall. An impressive sight to be sure.

"I'll be right back," Andrea said, before transforming back to motorcycle mode and screeching off in the direction of the fallen Invid.

"W... wa... was that really n... necessary?" Came Bob's question from safely behind a tent.

"Of course it was," exclaimed Ed, who had been watching the scene from a safe distance along with Bob.

"It would have told other Invid and they would have come back with a whole fleet." Pepsi explained. "So yeah, it was necessary. Why, what does it matter? It's only an Invid. Those ones aren't even supposed to be intelligent."

"W... well, never mind." Bob made his way over to Keri and spoke quietly. "She uh... She wasn't wearing anything under that armor... W... was she?:

Keri smiled at him. The answer was obvious.

"Oh, I... I see... wow," said Bob.

Elsewhere, Andrea was pulling up to the downed Invid vessel. It left a streak of dirt in the grass from the crash. And it wasn't moving. Andrea got off her bike and pulled an energy pistol out of the rear compartment. She approached the Invid ship.

The ship itself was fairly big. Probably 10 feet across, and at least that high. It was leaking a sort of green goop out of the rear, where the missiles had created a large hole. Andrea approached carefully. She'd done this before so she knew where to look but it was never fun, and it was always messy. She stepped her armored boot into the ship and ducked to fit inside. Andrea avoided the front of the ship because she knew that's where the pilot was and that was never pleasant to look at.

She moved to one of the walls and shot it with the energy pistol. She then peeled down the membrane of the wall and unhooked three small rectangles from the power system. Quickly, she left the ship with her bounty in hand, looking behind her to make sure the pilot was in fact dead and not following. It seemed to be. Andrea got back on the cyclone and took off back towards camp. It was seconds before she arrived.

The others at camp had all ready packed up on Pepsi's instructions and Pepsi came over to her. "I packed up your tent. Your clothes are back in your bag."

Andrea felt nervous around him, probably due to last night's dream. She wanted to avoid conversation. "Okay great. We'll travel for a couple hours to get out of the area and then we can go back to sleep. Pepsi got on the rear of the cyclone and again, wrapped his arms around her tightly. He was enjoying the feel of her naked stomach, where the armor didn't reach. Ed looked on jealously from the distance as he boarded his own bike to follow Andrea.

* * * *

It was morning now. The birds were singing as Andrea bathed in a lightly flowing stream to clean off the green goop from earlier. When she was done, she grabbed her nearby riding armor and wiped that clean as well. The others were still sleeping from the previous night's late activities. But between her uncomfortable dream and the Invid scout, Andrea hadn't slept any more that night. She decided instead to get an early start and clean off.

Eventually, the riding armor was clean and Andrea stepped out of the steam. She picked a comfortable part of the bank to lie down on and dry off. Maybe she would have some time to work on her tan. She liked to keep herself tanned fully. It seemed more attractive somehow.

Suddenly, Andrea heard footsteps and instinctively reached for her .45 caliber handgun. As the footsteps came out of the dense forest surrounding her, Andrea realized it was Pepsi. Andrea should have relaxed but instead found it difficult to do so.

"Hey. I read your note and found out you were here," Pepsi said.

"Did you read the bottom too? It said not to bug me unless it was an emergency."

"Whoa, whoa. Easy there. I wanted to talk about all the attitude you gave me last night." Pepsi sat down, trying hard not to stare at her body. He did a pretty good job at keeping eye contact, Andrea thought. Since she was now dry however, she figured she may as well get dressed and not give him any reason to stare. She pulled her pants on while they were talking.

"I wasn't aware I gave you any attitude last night."

"Well you didn't. That's the problem. It was like you were giving me the silent treatment." Andrea pulled on her shirt.

"Just didn't feel like talking," Andrea lied.

"You know what I've learned about you so far, Andrea?" Pepsi took a moment to think. "You're really a terrible liar." He smiled, trying to lighten the moment. Even his smile seemed to set off her warning bells. This wasn't someone she wanted to get to know.

"Come on, let's go back to camp." Andrea picked up her riding armor and began walking away from the stream. Pepsi followed along beside her in silence.

After only a short walk the two travelers made it back to their camp to see Ed, Bob and Keri, eating around a fire. In the distance stood a large run down mansion, with what looked like two human sized sculptures on the front porch. The sun was disappearing behind some heavy looking clouds casting the mansion in a gloomy light.

"When did that get there?" Andrea asked, referring to the mansion.

"A... P... Presumably, it's be... been there a while." Andrea gave him a look. "B... But I gu... guess you already kn... knew that."

"I just meant I didn't notice it in the dark." As Andrea finished her sentence, she felt a cool raindrop hit her cheek. She looked up just in time for the clouds to open and begin pouring. "Looks like it's going to be quite the storm. The mansion looks abandoned. Maybe we should spend the day there." Andrea looked around, not getting a very good response from the others, now soaking wet.

"Well... Ah guess if it gets us outa' this rain," said Ed reluctantly. "But it doesn't look too invitin'."

"I'm sure it'll be fine. Besides, if we try to set up our tents they'll probably blow away." Andrea looked at the trees, all ready tilting from the wind. "The wind's picking up as fast as this rain came in."

By now, everyone was soaked. Andrea's shirt was soaked through, making the white tank top nearly transparent. The darker shade of her nipples was clearly evident. Not to mention the shape. The shirt also stuck to her stomach, revealing her musculature. Pepsi was in a similar situation also wearing white cotton. His shirt revealed he had some muscle on him too.

Andrea noticed Pepsi staring. "Well, let's go." The group began walking across the field to the oversized house. As they got closer, they were able to make out the two sculptures on the porch. One was a young woman that looked like she was hit by an energy pistol. The other, an older man had a dagger in his chest and a look of horror on his face.

"M... maybe th... this wasn't a good idea," said Bob, perhaps more nervously than normal.

"Bah. It's just t' scare away the youngins. Ah'm sure it's fine. Right Andrea?"

"Right," she responded, not entirely convinced. She hadn't had much luck with sculptures of dead people before. "Well, let's go in."

The travelling companions entered through the rickety, unlocked front door into the mansion's lobby. Inside sat a dual, spiral staircase leading up to the open second level. More wax sculptures sat in the main foyer. They were all of people caught in their last moments before a gruesome death. They left an obvious gloomy atmosphere inside, as well as out.

Pepsi looked around nervously. "Is this place making anyone else feel a little concerned about its owner?"

"Well I'm starting to think this may not be the most comfortable house to stay over in, if that's what you mean," came Andrea's reply.

"I don't know, I think it's kind of neat," said Keri optimistically. "Even if it is a little disturbing." Andrea paused for a moment, looking around carefully.

"There's no dust on the floor," Andrea said. "Someone must be around fairly often."

Keri looked up to the second level and spoke loudly. "Hello? Is anyone here?" A soft, female response quickly came back.

"Only me. I'll be right down."

Keri looked to Andrea. "Seems friendly enough."

"They always do," replied Andrea cautiously.

After a time of only a few seconds, footsteps began approaching from the upstairs and a young woman, looking about 18 years of age came into view. She wore a long white wedding dress. She was incredibly beautiful. Many found her to be one of the most attractive people they ever met. She was a blonde, with large unnaturally firm breast. Her waste and hips were narrow. The dress concealed most of her frame but it was obvious she would look astounding no matter what she wore. She walked down the stairs casually to approach the group, her concentration obviously on Andrea's wet shirt. She reached the group and spoke to Andrea. 

"Wow, you have really nice breasts."

"Um," Andrea wasn't sure how to take that. "Thanks."

"Anytime." The woman looked away from Andrea's chest to talk to the rest of the group. "So how come all of you came in here? Normally, I don't get visitors."

Andrea decided to respond. "The storms going to get pretty bad. We were wondering if we could spend the day here."

The woman perked up. "Oh, that would be great! I could show you all around."

"W... Well, actually... I... If you don't mind, could I just g... go to a room?"

"I think I'll join him, if that's okay with you all," said Pepsi.

The woman seemed disappointed. "Well... I guess so. Are you sure you don't want to see the rest? I've got lots more."

"No, uh... That's okay," stated Pepsi.

Ed chimed in with his own excuse "Uh... This ain't really my thing either. Ah'll catch ya'll later." The three men left in the direction the woman pointed for a room. She seemed unhappy about everyone avoiding her tour.

Keri, seeing her disappointment tried to save face. "I'd love to see the rest. What about you Andrea?"

Andrea was a little less enthusiastic. "Yeah. Sure."

The woman seemed not to notice Andrea's hesitance and let out a small squeal.

"So, what's your name? I'm Keri, this is Andrea."

"Oh," the woman's expression sunk slightly but quickly picked up again. "I actually don't have one."

"Really?" Said Keri. "That must be kind of weird."

"You get used to it. Come on, I'll show you two everything."

An extended tour ensued in which Andrea was subjected to just about every horrible death she could imagine. Keri didn't seem to approve much more than Andrea but she was better at being complimentary towards the craftsmanship. Eventually, Andrea decided she had seen enough. She decided to try to politely excuse herself.

"I think I'm going to head off to the room. I'm pretty tired."

"All right. I can show you more later!" Came the cheerful response. "I'll see you then!"

With that Andrea left Keri and the woman alone. She quickly found the room that had been pointed out and sat down in a chair near Ed. The storm still continued strongly out the window.

"She has a lot of sculptures," Andrea said to Ed.

"Ah noticed. Kinda morbid don't y' think?" Andrea only nodded.

"So, you changed your mind about coming with me."

"Well, Ah guess Ah was thinkin' about what y' said to me earlier. You know, 'bout them causin' so much trouble in town. Ah figured I didn't want to be associated with that after all."

"Good choice."

"Ah thought so." Ed smiled at her rather sheepishly. "An' Ah thought it would be nice to get to know y' better."

"Well I'm sure we'll have plenty of opportunity." Andrea realized then however that she was in fact rather tired. She hadn't slept well the night before so she decided it may be time for a nap. "I'm going to get some rest."

"Sure. O' course," said Ed. Andrea settle into her well stuffed chair and closed her eyes. She was asleep in seconds.

* * * *

A few hours later, Andrea opened her eyes once more. Her dreams had stayed at bay so she felt fairly refreshed. Ed was still sitting in the chair beside her and Pepsi sat across the room with Bob. Keri had yet to return. "How long was I sleeping?" She asked Ed.

"Oh, Ah don' know. About three hours Ah guess?"

"Wow," Andrea looked around, truly noticing that Keri hadn't returned. "Keri still not back?"

"Well, uh... She was here for a few minutes just after y' went t' sleep but she left right away. Said she was goin' to that other girl's room for awhile. Guess they hit it off pretty good eh?"

"Guess so."

"Storms startin' to clear up though. We can probably get movin' any time now. An' Ah don' know about you, but Ah'd just assume get outta here as soon as Ah can."




Invid Invasion Ch. 02



"I'll go find her then. You guys can wait here"

"Sounds good. Ah'll see y' when y' get back."

Andrea sat up straight, allowing her to finish waking up and then got up out of her chair to brave the halls once more.

A short while later, Andrea heard voices coming from one of the second level rooms. She carefully maneuvered clear of a sculpture and headed down the hall towards the noise. As she got closer she noticed that it wasn't talking so much as groaning, coming from the door up ahead. The door itself was open a crack and Andrea's curiosity got the best of her. She took a peak through.

What she saw, was a clear view of the bed. Irene and Keri were both naked. Keri was straddling Irene, kissing her deeply. They were both drenched in sweat which caused Andrea to believe that they'd been at this since about when she went to sleep. Their endurance was remarkable, she thought to herself.

Andrea continued to watch, despite her better judgement. She had to admit she was curious as to how two women did it.

Keri was rubbing her hips into the other woman while the two French kissed. She wasn't getting any friction at this point. It was probably more of a subconscious reaction to her arousal. Andrea wasn't sure what point they were at in their lovemaking. Perhaps they were just wrapping up.

Andrea was quickly proven wrong as Keri sat up and positioned her legs so that they were scissoring with the young woman's. Keri grabbed the other woman's thigh and pulled, still in her sitting up position. This caused their pussies to hug together tightly. Wasting no time, Keri began to hump her lover, moving her hips strongly into the other woman.

Now that Andrea had a good look at the other woman's breasts she became immediately envious. They were perfect. Large, round, soft, firm. Of course, Andrea quickly realized that they would get in the way whenever she tried to do physical activity. Well, with the exception of the activity she was witnessing now anyway.

Keri was pretty attractive herself. Her body shape was closer to Andrea's in that she was much more athletic than her partner was. Her breasts were smaller and her muscles more defined.

As Andrea continued to think to herself, the moans coming from the two lovers intensified. Keri, lay back all the way but held on to the other woman's leg as she did so, making sure their pussies continued to kiss tightly. Now holding the woman's leg by the ankle, she continued to thrust her hips hard. If it was at all possible she seemed to get sweatier. The two now reflected light from around the room on their soaked skin. Keri's bangs were stuck to her forehead and her eyes were closed tightly, enjoying the sensations. Droplets of sweat rolled down her face and body.

After a few more minutes of humping, Keri's breathing quickened along with the other woman's. They were fast moving towards orgasm. Keri wrenched hard on the other woman's leg as she came, pushing her crotch even tighter into her partner. "Ohhhhhh, Irene." The other woman let out a large squeal as she came simultaneously. Keri let go of 'Irene's' leg and flipped herself around so she was once again directly on top of her lover. She kissed her hard, but eventually pulled back to admire her.

"Irene?" Said the woman curiously.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's someone I once knew," replied Keri sheepishly.

"Don't be sorry, I like it."

"You're not offended?" Asked Keri, still concerned she might have damaged her friends feelings.

"Of course not." The woman smiled. "Can I use it?"

Andrea thought this might be a good time to knock, but again went against her better judgement and continued to watch. She didn't think the two would mind if they found her out anyway, she justified to herself.

"What, the name? Sure. I think it suits you." Keri smiled and the newly named Irene continued to smile sweetly. However, her smile quickly turned into something more mischievous. Irene flipped Keri onto her back and lay on top of her now. She pressed her breasts into Keri's tightly and with one hand quietly reached over to the night table. With her free hand, she moved Keri's arms up above her head and laid another strong kiss on her. This kiss was perhaps even more intense than ones previous. Irene took Keri's lower lip between her teeth gently and rubbed her tongue over it. She quickly let go and continued to bite/kiss the woman beneath her.

Irene then quickly placed a pair of handcuffs (the item she had retrieved from the night table) around Keri's wrists. She was now locked with her arms above her head to the bed frame. Upon this realization, Keri smiled through their kiss, obviously not concerned about the handcuffs. Irene lowered her hands to massage Keri's breasts. She rubbed them roughly, with her palms pressing into Keri's nipples as she moved her lips off of Keri's. Irene then touched her tongue to Keri's chin and licked up the center of her face. Her tongue caught briefly on Keri's upper lip causing it to move out slightly until it slipped back into position and Irene continued. Eventually stopping at the tip of her nose.

"Mmmm. Tasty."

"I'm glad you like it," responded Keri.

Andrea noticed even though she wasn't physically attracted to either participant she was becoming aroused. Most likely at how 'into' each other they seemed to be. She had never seen two people become so close, so quickly as these two seem to have. Of course, she didn't often spy on young lovers either.

Meanwhile, Irene had moved slightly down Keri's body. Irene's rear was in the air to make sure she stayed away from Keri's sex. She was probably trying to taunt her and it seemed to be working. Irene licked between Keri's breasts, tasting the salt from their recent activities. She looked directly at Keri and licked her lips. Then, without further hesitation she buried herself in Keri's breasts. Her free hand would massage whichever one she wasn't giving a tongue bath. All the while, Irene kept her hips separate from Keri's. This went on for a few minutes until Keri was bucking up and down on the bed trying to get some kind of contact in her nether regions. Again, Irene licked the salty sweat from between Keri's breasts and looked her in the eyes.

Irene then dragged her tongue further down Keri's body, until her mouth was pressed into Keri's pubic hair only inches away from her soaking wet crotch. Rather dramatically, Irene moved her head back and stuck out her tongue. She held it a short distance from Keri's sex and teased for another moment. Then quickly, all at once pressed her tongue against Keri's opening. Keri's back arched violently as she came from the one touch alone. Her breasts giggled from the sudden movement and her lungs took in gulps of air causing her stomach to move in and out. Irene kept pressing further and further into Keri's sex, licking as she went. She stuck her tongue as far inside Keri as she could, causing her to orgasm yet again. Slowly, Irene pulled away slightly until she was planting heavy kisses around Keri's pussy.

As Keri began to calm down, Irene went back to work, pulling at Keri's nether lips with her mouth. She grabbed them between her own lips and stretched them away from Keri's body as she sucked hungrily. It didn't take long for Keri to approach orgasm once again. Keri was in a lust-crazed haze as Irene buried her mouth back into the heart of Keri's sex. Irene was sticking her tongue inside Keri again and once more Keri bucked, arched her back, and came hard, moaning loudly.

"Oh my God," came the weakened cry from Keri as Irene finally stopped. Irene's face, from her chin to her nose was completely soaked in Keri's cum when she pulled away. Irene smiled seductively as she moved back up Keri's body and planted a large wet kiss on her lover, smearing Keri's juices over both their faces. Andrea was sure Keri was able to taste herself easily from the kiss but Keri didn't seem to mind. When Irene pulled away, their lips stuck together briefly from all the saliva and cum.

"Mmmm. You really do taste good," Irene said as she licked her lips. She thrust her hips into Keri once more causing a noticeable shutter to flow through Keri's body. "A little sensitive?"

"Oh, God yes," Keri said. "I don't think I'll walk normal all day."

"Mmmmm, good," said Irene. "There's just one thing left."

Now Andrea was intrigued. What could possibly be left to do? Keri could barely touch her legs together without shuddering uncontrollably.

Irene got up from the bed leaving Keri to writhe slightly in the soaked bed sheets. Irene moved across the room to the mantle peace. She disappeared out of Andrea's view briefly but what Andrea saw when she came back startled her. Irene was holding a large dagger. Immediately Andrea went for her gun, pointing it at Irene through the crack in the door.

"What are you doing?" Said Keri, rather concerned.

Irene looked at her curiously. "Finishing."

"What?" Keri was growing more frightened. She tried to pull her arms free of the handcuffs but had no such luck. "No."

"It'll be fun, I promise."

Andrea was thinking to herself. 'Come, on. Talk her out of it.'

"What, putting a dagger through my chest? No." Keri turned her head and shouted. "Help, someone."

"No one can hear you. Their room is on the other side of the mansion. Aren't you happy? You're going to be a sculpture in my house." Irene raised the dagger with both hands, preparing to stab it through Keri's chest.

'Damn,' thought Andrea to herself as she pulled the trigger on her gun. The unseen bullet slammed into Irene, knocking her away from the bed. She collapsed to the ground and Andrea ran into the room, still pointing her gun at the fallen woman. "What?" Said Andrea to herself quietly. "That's not possible."

"What? What is it?" Spoke Keri, still handcuffed to the bed.

"Just... Just hang on," said Andrea.

Out of Irene flowed green blood. Andrea stood startled for a moment before bending over to try and stop the bleeding. She never believed in killing an enemy if it was preventable. Guns were merely something to stop them. However, sometimes a fatal wound could not be helped. Such occurrences were unfortunate but necessary for her own or others safety. After seeing the wound, Andrea was concerned this would be one such occurrence.

The bullet appeared to have pierced the heart. Although, to Irene's credit she was still alive and gasping for air. Andrea quickly grabbed Irene's discarded dress and used the material to apply pressure to the wound.

"What are you?" Asked Andrea, still confused by the green blood. Not to mention the fact that she was still alive.

Irene's expression was one of puzzlement. "An Invid." Remarkably she still kept her normal, calm tone of voice. Andrea stood confused for a moment before she remembered Keri. She looked over at the bed.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine," came Keri's response. "Thanks to you. Now what's going on down there. Did she say Invid?"

As Andrea looked towards Keri she felt air beneath where she was applying pressure. Worried that Irene had slipped free, she turned back to face her but miraculously all that remained was a pool of green blood.

"She's disappeared," said Andrea. A moment later, Andrea recovered from her initial shock and decided it best to free Keri. It wasn't hard to find the key on the night table and Andrea unlocked Keri's wrists.

Keri wasted no time upon being free to sit up and plant a large kiss on Andrea. Andrea opened her eyes wide at the gesture but was almost afraid to pull away. She could distinctly taste Keri's juices on her mouth, still present from her and Irene's rather passionate kiss. She wasn't sure she liked the taste.

Finally Keri pulled away. "Sorry," she said after realizing her actions. "Maybe I'm still a little horny. But thanks for saving me."

"Uh..." Andrea was still stunned. "No problem. I guess she survived if she somehow teleported away."

"Guess so," said Keri. "So how long were you out there."

"Only a few seconds. I was walking by." Andrea cursed her lying ability. It was obvious Keri knew she wasn't telling the truth but tactfully didn't say anything.

"Well if you ever want to know what it's like with a woman," Keri said, remarkably calm considering her recent experience. "Look me up."

"Thanks, but I doubt I'll take you up on that."

"You never know," Keri smiled seductively. For the first time, Andrea noticed that her nose crinkled up rather cute when she smiled like that. She quickly put the thought out of her head.

"You should get dressed. I think it's time to get out of here. I don't know if she's coming back." Keri nodded and got off the bed. She was still covered in sweat, but most of it had turned cold and was drying, causing her skin to break out in goose bumps.

Keri was pulling on her pants. She also wore no underwear, Andrea noticed. Of course, there weren't exactly any manufacturers of the stuff anymore. As was the case with bras, it was next to impossible to find. "You think she killed all the people that are sculpted out there?"

Andrea nodded vaguely.

"Wow. She must be one of the biggest independent murderers I've ever heard of."

Andrea nodded again. "That's why I want to get out of here. Figures she was an Invid."

"You ever seen a human looking one before?"

Andrea shook her head negatively. "No. Never. I hadn't even heard they exist. I guess they do."

"It makes sense though I guess. It's easier to spy on us if they can blend in." Keri pulled her white T-shirt on and then her blue jacket. She quickly set her hair so it was free of her clothing. "All right, let's go."

* * * *

Andrea and Keri arrived at the others' room. Andrea kept her gun out and at the ready, although always pointed down. She poked her head into the room. "Come on everyone, we're getting out of here."

"About time," said Pepsi. "What took you so long? That was like half an hour." 

'Was it that long?' Andrea thought to herself as she looked over at Keri, defeated. Keri smiled to herself but didn't say anything.

"I'll explain later. Let's go." Andrea thought it best to avoid the subject, at least for now. She could explain about the attempted murder once they were all out of this place.

About two minutes later everyone was filing out of the front doors and heading back towards the bikes. As the group walked, Andrea explained (leaving out a few rather necessary details about sex) that Irene had attempted to kill Keri and in the process was shot and found an Invid. The others took a while to believe the tale, but with Keri's reassurance they all found themselves wondering what they were in for now that they knew the Invid could take human shape.

The group arrived at the bikes while still talking over the strange events that occurred over the last hour. Andrea let the others speak and hopped on her bike. Pepsi moved over to join her but Keri quickly interjected. "I think I'll ride with Andrea for a while Pep. Why don't you take the other one."

"Uh... Sure, why not," he said. It was obvious he would much rather be fondling Andrea, but reluctantly went to the other bike anyway. "Come on, Bob. Let's go."

"W... Why, of c... course. Bob got on with Pepsi, while Ed climbed aboard his own bike. Meanwhile, Keri climbed aboard with Andrea and pressed herself up against her back. Andrea took off with a start.

"Did you enjoy the show earlier?" Keri asked, clearly with a hidden motive. The question made Andrea feel awkward.

"It was interesting, I'll give you that. I'd just never seen two women do it before. I was curious. Hope you don't mind."

"Well, if it was Pepsi, or even Bob trying to get a quick peek? Probably. But with you, no. I don't mind. In fact, I'm kind of glad you were watching. It makes it more fun to think about it."

Andrea laughed awkwardly. "Well, to be honest, I'm still kind of concerned about that Invid."

"I wouldn't worry about her. She disappeared. It's not like there's anything we can do, so we may as well just move on and keep an eye out right?"

"Yeah I guess... But it feels wrong somehow, knowing she may kill someone else."

"Well, I try to think of the little things. And I'm just glad you saved me." Keri softly placed her hand under Andrea's shirt to press it up against her abs. Andrea felt goose bumps forming on her stomach but decided not to make a deal of it. After all, Keri's hand wasn't anywhere all that bad.

"So what's Bob's story?" Andrea thought it best to change the subject. "He doesn't seem like much of a diplomat or fighter."

Keri seemed to find that funny. "No, he's certainly not. Bob's a doctor. A damn good one too. Probably one of the best on the continent. He just seems to know everything you know?"

"Wow. That could certainly come in handy."

"It has, believe me. We're heading down to Las Vegas to try and expand the group. I'm the diplomat, Pepsi's the reinforcement and Bob's in case we have any trouble. And you of course, are the transportation."

Andrea smiled. "Of course."

"I hope it doesn't take us much longer to get there. I could use to sleep on a bed again."

Andrea laughed. "I haven't slept in a bed in weeks. That would be a nice change."

"Yeah, I can imagine." Keri paused as if deciding whether or not she should make her next comment. "Maybe we could share a room?"

"We'll see," replied Andrea. But to her surprise, she found herself actually considering it. "It should only be another six hours or so at this pace."

"Great." 

* * * *

The group of companions pulled into Las Vegas just after dark. Andrea was surprised to find it raining, and raining hard. After all, they were in the desert. As Andrea maneuvered her bike down Main Street she found she couldn't help but remember all the wonderful things she had heard about this city. The piles of rubble on either side of the road had once been huge hotels and casinos. People would come from all over the world to gamble here. And now, it was a giant pile of cement and steel. Just as the Invid had left it.

She noticed however, that unlike the downtown of most cities the roads here had at least been cleaned. Perhaps this city did still have a few visitors from around the area. Her hypothesis was proven correct as they traveled down what was once known as 'the strip.' Torchlight from up ahead signified a gathering of a number of buildings open for some form of business. Andrea set a course and headed their way.

Keri spoke up from behind her. "That should be the hotels." 

Andrea couldn't help but feel exited. Had someone actually tried to re-institute tourism as a means of gaining money? The thought itself was enough to bring her some joy. At least the human race wouldn't go down easy.

The three bikes pulled up to a side road off of the strip. It was lit heavily with torchlight and contained smaller versions of the casino's Andrea had pictured once standing on the strip. Her spirit was not dampened after seeing the smaller hotels. They may have just been shadows of the originals but they looked better than anything she had seen lately.

"We're expected at the second last one on the right," came Keri's voice from behind her. "The mirage I think it's called."

Andrea followed her companion's directions, quickly reaching the end of the new strip. Sure enough, the second last one on the right was called the Mirage. Its letters were painted vibrantly above the door to the building. She pulled to a stop and dismounted her bike. Keri followed behind her as she set a course for the double doors leading into the building. The others also dismounted and followed from behind.

Inside, the hotel was much more glamorous than out. Large chandeliers hung above plush carpets. To her left was a door leading towards the casino. There were no slots or other electronic games but plenty of card tables and other similar games. Off to the right was the bar. Both sides were quite busy. Andrea and Keri approached the main desk. There was an attractive man watching over the desk. He was dressed quite nicely.




Invid Invasion Ch. 02



"My name's Keri Sanders. We're here from Salt Lake."

"Ah yes, we've been expecting you." The man beamed back with a friendly smile. "We've been saving two of our nicer rooms for your company." He fumbled around beneath the desk. "Here we are." He handed over two keys to Keri. "Someone will be up tomorrow morning to arrange a meeting with you."

"Great," came Keri's cheerful reply. 

"You folks have a good night now."

"I'm sure we will."

"Oh," he perked up. "I forgot to mention. Drinks for all of you are on the house tonight."

"Really? Thanks. I'm sure they'll all appreciate it."

"Of course."

Andrea and Keri gave the man a smile and went back to the others. Keri handed Pepsi a key. "For you and Bob. Who are you looking to stay with Ed?"

"Well, uh..." He looked at Andrea and the over to Keri. "Ah reckon Ah'd best stay with the guys. More appropriate."

"Okay, then it's all settled. Drinks are free so go ahead and grab a few if you guys want."

"Free eh?" Said Ed. "Wow. Ah think ah'll grab a few." Ed headed off towards the bar in no particular rush. Pepsi and Bob headed for the stairs. The sound of thunder roared from outside.

"Guess we're not going for a walk today, huh?" Said Keri.

"Guess not." Andrea looked at either door. "I think I'm going to go up to the room and relax for awhile."

"I'll meet you up there in a few minutes. I just want to talk to him again." Keri gestured towards the man at the desk.

Andrea nodded and Keri gave her the room key before going back to the desk. Andrea went to the stairs and began to climb. The room was on the fourth floor. She easily traversed the stairs and reached her room door.  With a turn of the key she was inside looking around. The room was beautiful. Andrea took off her boots and went almost cautiously further into the room. There was only one bed she noticed with a frown, but it was one of the biggest she'd ever seen. There would certainly be plenty of room. And if worse came to worse she could always take the couch.

To her left after the closet Andrea noticed a door. She went over, noticing it was a bathroom. She was about to dismiss it, closing the door when she noticed there was a small bar of soap sitting on the tub side. And soap meant water. Andrea went into the room afraid to get her hopes up and turned the tap on the sink. Water flowed easily from the tap and Andrea's eyes opened wide. She cupped her hands and put them under the stream of water. The water nearly burnt her. Hot, running water. "Wow." She said to herself, then looked back over to the bar of soap. She turned off the tap and quickly moved to the bath, turning on both the hot and cold water. She then switched pulled the lever and the water flowed out of the showerhead. She quickly peeled off her dirty clothing and jumped in, letting the water course over her.

She moved directly under the showerhead, as if trying to make sure not a single drop of water was wasted. Grabbing the soap, Andrea ran it over her body until it lathered nicely.

The next fifteen minutes were spent soaping off and enjoying the feel of the water. Eventually however, Andrea had decided she'd best save some for the other guests. She shut off the tap and stepped out, grabbing a towel. A quick rub and she was dry. She decided she'd let her clothes soak so she wrapped the towel around her waist and filled the sink with water. Once full she placed them inside and exited the bathroom, effectively topless.

Keri was sitting on the bed with her back to the headboard. "All done? Where's your clothing?"

"I put them in the sink to soak. They're getting pretty ripe." She sat down on the couch stretching her arms out to the side and casually resting them on the couch back. "Wow... I haven't had a heated shower in ages."

"The shower is heated?" Said Keri, surprised.

Andrea smiled and nodded as Keri quickly stood up and walked into the bathroom. She didn't even close the door behind her before Andrea heard the shower start up.

Andrea smiled to herself and closed her eyes, allowing herself to relax. Her body began to feel light and without realizing it, she drifted to sleep.

After what seemed like only seconds of rest, Andrea woke up startled to someone sitting down on her lap. She opened her eyes to see Keri straddling her hips. Keri's arms were above Andrea's still outstretched ones and wrapped around her neck. Her face was only inches away from Andrea's which meant it took her a moment to notice that Keri was not only completely naked, but still soaking wet from the shower.

"Hi." Keri said rather nonchalantly. Andrea moved her arms down to her sides.

"Hi. Uh... What are you doing?"

"Trying to add a little spice to your love life," Keri said as she wiggled her hips into Andrea's towel. "You'll like it I promise."

Andrea was hesitant. "I don't think..."

"Yes you do," Keri interrupted. "I can tell you're interested. You're just afraid."

"I'm not..." Andrea stopped as she realized that Keri may in fact be right. "Well, even if I am... I'm not sure it's a good idea."

"Where could there possibly be any harm?" Keri could tell she was getting to her. "Just let me kiss you. We'll take it slow and see how it goes, okay?"

Andrea sighed, getting closer to giving in when Keri moved her lips forward to come in contact with Andrea's. Andrea's gut reaction was to pull back. Keri licked her lips to give them some moisture. "Trust me," she said.

Slowly, Andrea let her muscles relax and placed her arms around Keri's waist, letting her hands rest at the small of her back. She moved her lips forward slowly until once again they made contact with Keri's. Andrea was surprised at the gentleness of the kiss. They sat like that for a long while, kissing gently. After a while, Keri moved her head away but the moisture had gone from her lips and they stuck to Andrea's slightly. A soft sound came from Andrea as Keri moved completely away, briefly pulling Andrea's lips apart.

"So?" Keri said. "Want to keep going?"

Andrea hesitated but Keri went in for another kiss, this time parting her lips. Andrea felt Keri's tongue rub against the outside of her lips gently and she opened her mouth, allowing Keri's tongue to enter between her teeth. At first, Andrea found she was slightly disgusted by the action, but as the kiss went on she found she became more and more willing until eventually she inserted her own tongue into Keri's mouth. She probed cautiously into her lover's mouth, twirling her tongue against Keri's and rubbing it over her teeth. After a few more moments of this Andrea withdrew her tongue and stopped the kiss.

"That was... Amazing," said Andrea.

"Mmmm. We haven't even begun, babe." Suddenly, as if on cue there was a knock at the door. Andrea jumped up with a start and looked for something to cover herself.

"Relax," Keri said. "It's okay. Someone's just brining some wine from downstairs." Andrea calmed and Keri kissed her again, her tongue once more finding its place inside Andrea's mouth. Andrea returned the kiss and for a few moments it went on until there was another knock on the door. Keri pulled away but Andrea moved her head forward as if trying to continue the kiss. "Lie down on the bed." Keri said as she put her hand out to help Andrea off the couch. Andrea graciously accepted the help up and was not at all surprised or concerned when Keri tugged at Andrea's towel with her free hand. Andrea quickly found herself naked but proceeded to the bed regardless as Keri wrapped the towel around her chest, covering up her body.

Andrea laid down as Keri opened the door just enough to accept a platter from whoever brought it up. Keri then closed the door and put it down on a night table beside the bed. She undid her towel and tossed it in the corner of the room as she sat down on the bed beside Andrea. Andrea noticed that there was a lot more than just wine on the platter. Besides the two glasses there was also a bowl of strawberries and a cup with a spout on it containing some kind of dark liquid. The strawberries had no leaves on them. They must have been previously removed. Keri poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Andrea. Clinking her glass against Andrea's as she spoke. "To new experiences."

Andrea smiled, surprised at how fast the nervousness had vanished. The two quickly drank the glass of wine and Keri poured another one. Again, it was quickly downed by the two women. "Now for the fun part," said Keri eagerly.

"Oh?" Keri took Andrea's glass and picked up the bowl of strawberries. She took one in her hand and moved it to Andrea's mouth. Gladly, Andrea accepted the fruit, biting into it. Keri went back to the bowl and took out a handful. She began to place them on Andrea's body. One on her neck, between her collarbone. Three between her breasts and three more down the middle of her stomach ending with the third on her belly button. One more was placed on her trimmed pubic hair. Then, Andrea was shocked as she felt something push against the entrance to her pussy. She used all her willpower to hold still, thus not dislodging the other berries. The fruit easily went inside her but she was surprised when she again, felt something push against her. And again, she held still. A third time she experienced the feeling of something entering her and let out a quiet squeal as she began to fill up. A fourth and final strawberry was pushed inside her and Keri smiled.

"For later," Keri stated. Andrea felt wonderfully full in her nether regions. The berries all moved independently when she squirmed the slightest amount causing new sensations. She tried extremely had to stay still.

"Is it always like this?" Andrea asked.

Keri chucked to herself. "No. Often times it's better. Although there is something to be said for the first time." Andrea's breathing increased slightly as Keri went for the cup of liquid. She dipped her finger in and moved it to Andrea's lips. Andrea opened her mouth, accepting it. It was chocolate! She hadn't had that in years. She sucked greedily on Keri's finger, making sure she got it all off. Keri smiled and took her finger out of Andrea's mouth.

Keri moved the cup over Andrea's breasts and began to pour. First she held it over each nipple. The cool sauce caused Andrea to yelp quietly. It also quickly hardened her nipples as small rivulets rolled down her breast. After that job was complete, she poured generous amounts of sauce down the middle of Andrea's body, coating the fruit well. She applied extra to Andrea's stomach and let a large amount drain out over her pubic region. Finally, she spread Andrea's legs carefully and moved the cup up to her crotch. With two fingers Keri pulled apart her lower lips and let a large amount of sauce drip into her hole. Andrea found the feeling similar to when a guy ejaculates inside her. The thick sauce gradually flowed deeper into her as it worked its way around the strawberries.

Keri placed the cup back on the tray and stood back to admire her work. "You look amazing," she said to Andrea. "I wish I had a working camera."

"Mmmmm... I bet you do," Andrea said seductively. Keri meanwhile went over to the couch and sat down in silence. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm taking a rest, what does it look like," Keri replied playfully.

"Get back here and finish the job," said Andrea seriously. She was more turned on then she could believe possible and Keri was just sitting over there, doing nothing.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand. What do you want me to do?"

"Finish the job!"

"Finish what job?"

Andrea groaned frustratingly, but quickly changed her mood as she became hornier. "I want you to fuck me." Keri gave a smile and a gesture as if to say 'go on.' "I want you to lick up all this syrup and then grind yourself against me like I saw you do to Irene." She spoke genuinely. "Please, I need it."

Keri smiled broadly and stood up from the couch. Andrea was surprised to find her heart beating faster in anticipation of what was to come. Keri moved her hips seductively as she walked from the couch to the bed and Andrea couldn't help but be attracted by the motion. She wanted those hips pressed against hers. Keri arrived at the bed and straddled Andrea, careful not to disturb any of the strawberries. She bent at the waste and picked up the one resting on Andrea's neck with her teeth. She allowed half the berry to stick out of her lips as she moved up to Andrea's mouth. Andrea opened to receive the fruit and Keri bit down, her lips touching Andrea's. Andrea greedily sucked her half into her mouth and swallowed, then searched out Keri's piece, her tongue hungrily darting into Keri's open mouth. Andrea found it empty but saw that as no reason to stop the kiss.

A short time later Keri pulled away silently and went back to work. She dropped her face in between Andrea's heaving breasts. She began to eat the three strawberries in between them as Andrea moaned to herself. Keri's face quickly became covered in chocolate sauce but she didn't seem to mind. Sticking out her tongue, Keri dragged it to the next group of three and ate those with just as much intensity. Finally, she moved to the last one, still resting on Andrea's abdomen. Keri used her mouth to press it hard into Andrea's pubic area, not eating it as Andrea had expected. The strawberry became a red paste matted into either Andrea's pubic hair or Keri's chin. Keri lifted her head and smiled at Andrea. A drop of strawberry juice rolled down from her lips and dripped off her chin as she did so.

"Ready for this?" Said Keri as she placed a finger in-between Andrea's lower lips and shoved. The four strawberries from earlier had long since turned into a sort of puree from Andrea's instinctual vaginal movements, clenching and unclenching the fruit inside her. Withdrawing her finger, Keri went to the bowl and grabbed another four, shoving them inside Andrea slowly one at a time. This time Andrea was able to squirm and she did so, valiantly. Shifting and bucking her hips as each new strawberry was shoved inside her. Keri was careful not to let either the previous strawberries or the chocolate exit Andrea's hole as she added the new fruit. This forced the puree deeper inside Andrea's canal. She moaned all out now as she was stuffed to the brim with the wonderfully thick liquid and strawberries. As Keri forced the fourth one inside, Andrea felt the feeling in the pit of her stomach intensify. Her breasts began to tingle and a wave hit her going from her chest to her crotch as she had her first orgasm of the evening, thus adding her own liquid to the strawberry chocolate mixture already inside her.

Keri moved up Andrea's body again so the two were face to face. And as she pressed her tongue into Andrea's mouth, she lowered her body onto Andrea's. The chocolate made a squishing sound as Keri smeared herself against Andrea as hard as she could. Andrea moaned again into Keri's mouth. A sensation Keri found most pleasurable. Reluctantly, Keri pulled her mouth off of Andrea's but continued to grind her body into her lover, shifting herself around regularly to force a sort of friction between to two. "You still with me?" Keri asked.

"Oh yes," replied Andrea. "Thank-you so much for talking me into this."

"It's been my pleasure." Keri said as she slid further up Andrea's body placing her chocolate covered hands against the wall and her breasts in Andrea's face. Andrea made it her first mission to clean the sauce off of Keri's smaller but firm breasts. She moved her tongue around in circles, swallowing regularly until there was nothing left either on or between Keri's beautiful orbs. Satisfied, Keri moved back down so they were face to face and noticed the amount of chocolate Andrea had acquired around her mouth. Using long, pressured strokes, Keri licked Andrea's face clean substituting chocolate for her own saliva. Andrea didn't mind.

"I wish I could have you inside me," Andrea said to her new lover.

"Mmmm. I wish you could too. But we'll just have to settle for the other options."

"Like what?" Andrea was anxious to see what wonderful feeling could possibly be next.

She soon found out as Keri scissored their legs as she had done earlier with Irene. At first, Andrea found the sensation strange, having someone else's pussy touch her own, but with the first thrust all doubts were pushed aside. The force of Keri's humping would cause her own lips to push up against Andrea's hard, separating them and exposing her clit to the rest of the motion. Each time Keri would make a thrust she felt tingles through her breasts and pussy. The feeling was intensified when Keri pressed her hands up against Andrea's breasts and rubbed sensually. The chocolate made the whole action slippery and messy but the slickness merely seemed to intensify the feeling. It was obvious Keri had trouble getting a good grip but her continuous attempts to do so kept adding more and more beautiful sensations. Andrea was moments away from another orgasm. She reached out with her hand to grab one of the bedposts for support. Her hand smeared it with chocolate but she really couldn't care less. Her other hand reached behind Keri, grabbing hold of her ass and squeezing the cheek hard. Her hand smeared against Keri's rear and slipped easily. As was the case with Keri, Andrea continued to try and get a good grip.

Keri's breathing began to move faster as she humped hard into Andrea. She moaned loudly with each thrust, turning Andrea on more each time she heard it. The wet sloppy sounds of sex emanated from their joined lower lips, helped by all the chocolate, still coating them. Their bodies began to grow sweaty, loosening up the sauce and making it even more slippery when finally, it happened. Keri's pussy clamped down with orgasm and she moaned loudly, not stopping. She squeezed Andrea's breasts hard as she came. The sound itself was enough to bring Andrea off but that sudden squeeze was what really made the moment. 

Still thinking however, Keri continued to apply pressure to Andrea's crotch effectively keeping the strawberry, chocolate and cum puree inside her partner. Andrea watched Keri's breasts almost curiously while they shook over and over again as the shudders of orgasm took them both. Eventually, Keri collapsed onto Andrea, drained of all energy. She felt the pleasant sensation of her breasts melding into her lovers as her body weight compressed them. Keri wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Andrea basking in the afterglow of her climax. They kissed lightly as Andrea reached her other hand around to put on Keri's rear. Casually and gently, Andrea massaged the smooth skin. Keri moaned lightly with approval.

For a long time the two lovers lay that way. Allowing their bodies to cool off slightly. "So what are we going to do about this mess we made," asked Keri, unconcerned.

Andrea just smiled and rolled the two of them over so she now lay on top. "I think I have an idea." She reached over to the wine bottle and sat up. "Close your eyes." Chocolate dripped down her body as she spoke. She turned the wine bottle over and allowed it to poor first over Keri's face, and then over her chest and stomach. Andrea then turned the bottle on herself, letting it wash over her breasts and down her body to collect where their pussies were still pressed tightly together. Andrea was instantly reminded of how full her pussy still was. It made her think of the feeling when she drank too much water on an empty stomach. The feeling when she would move quickly and feel the liquid sway inside her.

She put the thought out of her mind, deciding to enjoy the feeling for a while longer and laid back down on top of Keri, beginning to lick her clean. Between the two glasses, and all the wine she was now consuming Andrea was starting to feel a little giddy. Of course, that could have been from the sex as well. Either way, it only served to intensify the full feeling she had in her lower region. She continued the tongue bath of her partner until nearly all the chocolate was licked up from her navel to her neck. Andrea moved back up to kiss her strongly. What Keri didn't know is that Andrea had saved a mouthful of chocolate for her. When Andrea opened her mouth the warm liquid dripped into Keri's waiting mouth. She swallowed eagerly then stuck her tongue into Andrea and moved it around the inside of her mouth as if trying to get every drop of sauce as possible. When she was satisfied she broke the kiss.




Invid Invasion Ch. 03



A (revised) note from the author: This story is a parody and contains scenes of sex and adult situations. I in no way intend to make money from this story. You should be 18 years of age to read this.

This story (previous and following chapters) contain scenes of rape (some chapters more than others). Don't try that at home! This story is fantasy and rape in any real setting is wrong. Hopefully you don't need me to tell you that.

The speed of upcoming chapters will most likely be proportionate to how much feedback I receive so please mail me at with any good/bad/constructive criticism (I only got one letter for chapter 2!!). If you don't like parts of this story, tell me why and I'll see if I can improve it for next time. I'm trying to find a balance between sex and drama so let me know if I'm close or what I can do to get there.

A side note for the hard core Robotech fans out there... This story has practically nothing to do with the Robotech /Invid Invasion shows. The characters are all original and not contrived from TV.

Additionally, in many ways this story is a joint effort. It comes from an RPG me and my friend played (although the RPG had much less graphic sex in it). Regardless, many of the characters and situations are his creation and I wanted to give him credit.


Finally, I'm still new at this novel format so try to forgive my errors as I make them. I promise they will decrease as the chapters go on. Thanks and enjoy.

Chapter 3: And it Begins

"Andrea stood over a now still Pepsi, her mouth agape. She had shot him in the forehead, killing him instantly. And as his still body rose to its feet, she knew it shouldn't be possible. "You killed me Andrea... What did I ever do to you, except profess my love?"

Andrea woke with a start. The event had occurred two days ago and each night since then she'd had the nightmare. Keri had moved into Bob's room not saying two words to her since she shot him. It was obvious Keri was not going to forgive easily. Pepsi, despite his faults had been her friend. Although Andrea had tried to explain the events leading up to her firing the weapon, they never seemed to come out as something that would justify such extreme action.

Bob had been understanding, but Ed had been the most help. She looked across the room to see him still sleeping soundly on the couch. He had refused to leave her alone since Keri had moved his body off the street. 

She sat up, startled as a knock came at her door. She had been a little jumpy since the incident and the arrival of this person had been no exception. Who could possibly be at her door this early in the morning?

Grabbing a bathrobe she had noticed in the bathroom a day earlier she answered the door, still tying the robe closed around her. The visitor was Keri. "Hey," she said.

"Hey," came Andrea's response as she opened the door further to allow her inside. "You're going back to Salt Lake pretty soon, eh?"

Keri nodded. "I wanted to talk to you before I left." She paused, thinking. "Are you coming back with us?"

Andrea shook her head lightly. "I've never done good staying in one place for too long."

Keri nodded again. "Well, I just wanted to say that I at least understand what happened and if... If you want to visit me next time you were in town, that would be fine."

Andrea brightened slightly and gave Keri a warm hug. "Thanks for understanding," she said as they parted.

"You're welcome. Oh, and Andrea? Come to Salt Lake again soon okay?" She smiled at her and left through the door, closing it behind her.

Andrea was immensely satisfied that Keri had forgiven her. It made the guilt of Pepsi's death much easier to bare. But a life in Salt Lake was certainly not for her. She needed the open road.

Andrea decided to grab a shower before Ed woke up so she dropped the robe and headed into the bathroom, leaving the door open behind her. By the time she had finished, Ed had not come in or knocked and Andrea found herself surprisingly disappointed.

As she walked into the main room still naked, she found Ed sitting on the couch.

"Mornin'" he said without looking directly at her. He had found a way to become accustomed to her constant nakedness... Not look at her. 

"Good morning." She walked over to her pile of clothes resting on the floor by the bed. Although she preferred the lack of garments she would much rather have him looking at least in her general direction when they had a conversation. She got dressed.

"So when are we headin' off today?"

"Probably an hour or so. Enough time to grab some breakfast."

"Ah'm glad to hear that. This place has great food. An' they're still givin' it to us free right?"

Andrea laughed. "They sure are."

"Great. You wanna head down and get some grub then?"

"Sure."

Ed stood up and walked to the door. He spoke as he held it open for her. "So uh... Where are we goin'?"

Andrea gave him a quizzical look. "Breakfast."

"No, no. Ah mean after that. Where are we travellin' to?

"Oh," she passed by the door and he followed her out. "Beats me. South I think." Maybe head to Mexico and South America.

"Sounds like quite the trip."

"Probably. But I've never been to South America."

"Well it sounds good t' me. Do you know if Bob is comin'?" Ed made a side comment to himself. "That guy has no backbone."

Andrea decided to ignore the last comment. "I don't know. I presume he's going back with Keri."

An interrupting cough came from behind them and Andrea turned, to see Bob catching up to them.

"I uh... Actually... I w... was thinking maybe I could go with you? If th... If that's okay that is.

"Of course it's okay. You heard we're going south?"

"Y... Yes I did. It sounds like fun." He grinned largely and the trio began walking downstairs again. Ed was obviously somewhat embarrassed realizing that Bob had probably heard his earlier comment, but neither said anything about it.

Breakfast was uneventful and an hour later, Andrea was getting onto her cyclone, with Bob climbing on behind her. The Las Vegas sun was hot and it beat down on Andrea, causing her to stuff her riding armor in her bag.

"D... Don't go too fast. I don't have a... a helmet." Andrea smiled as she accelerated quickly, causing the front tire to rise slightly. Bob hanging on for dear life only amused her further. Eventually she reached full speed and calmed down her driving for his sake. "That... That was fun." He said with a quiet laugh to himself.

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It was the nightmare again. A dead Pepsi was standing, a hole in his head. "You killed me Andrea... What did I ever do to you, except profess my love?"

Andrea responded even though she knew on some basic level that this was only a dream. "It was an accident. I was aiming for your leg."

"You can't lie to me Andrea. I saw you point the gun. You weren't worried about where you were shooting."

"No."

"Do you realize this is the second time you've shot first and asked questions later in as many days? I thought you wanted to be a diplomat?"

"No! I've heard enough." She raised her gun to point at him once more as Pepsi began to approach.

"What are you going to do? Shoot me again?" He spoke the words with a fierceness she didn't expect. "I'm all ready dead, Andrea." Pepsi reached out with his hand and grabbed her gun.

"NO!" Andrea awoke in a cold sweat, abruptly moving into a siting position. The scream woke up Ed who was sleeping beside her within the tent.

"Andrea, are you okay?" She obviously was not.

"I killed him Ed. I just... shot him and killed him.

"Ah know." Ed reached over and gave her a hug. Andrea buried herself into his shoulder, finally letting it out. She began to sob and Ed remained silent. This was hardly his area of expertise.

A short while later, Andrea moved herself away from him; her tears had dried up. "I'm sorry. I don't... I don't like to cry.

"Ha. Ah don' think anyone does. But it sure makes things easier sometimes don't it?"

"Ed?"

"Yeah?"

"I want you."

Ed's eyes went wide with the request. "Ah... Ah don' know if that would be appropriate right now... "'Sides... What if Bob heard us?"

"Then he hears us," she said as she pulled herself out of the sleeping bag.

"Ah don't know. Ah think..." He was interrupted as Andrea pressed her lips into his. Ed's senses were overwhelmed. He hadn't expected her to have such a profound influence on him. 

As Andrea kissed deeper, everything slowly began to slip her mind as unimportant. What mattered was that he fucked her. It would make her forget her dream. It would let her be close to him. That's all she cared about.

Briefly, she broke the kiss to lift his shirt up. He was overweight, with a bit of a gut, but she didn't care. She pressed herself into him hard as she resumed the kiss.

Ed could feel the tightness of her muscles against his stomach. He's never had such an attractive woman want him and he couldn't stop himself from going forward. He would curse himself later. But for now, all that mattered was the kiss.

Andrea slipped her tongue into his mouth feeling it brush past his. Straddling him, she could feel his erection through his pants and immediately had a need to have it inside her. What had come over her? She was hornier than after her bout with Keri the other night. Perhaps it was just to get the nightmare out of her mind. Either way, she unzipped his sleeping bag enough so that she could climb in and she pulled his pants down to his knees, mounting him inside the sleeping bag before he could protest.

She felt his semi-hard cock grow immediately stiff after entering inside her. Moving slowly up and down with only his tip inside her she allowed herself to get wet. Shortly after she moved her hips down to press into his, forcing him all the way inside. He was the perfect size Andrea realized, filling her up but still taking all of him to do it. She ground her clit into his stomach as she wrapped her legs around him.

Ed lay his arms at his sides and moaned at the feeling. Andrea leaned down, kissing him deeply again as she continued to move her hips up and down on top of his member. She grabbed his arms and placed his hands on her bare ass. Then wrapped her arms around him squishing her breasts against his chest. The two began to sweat quicker then normal with the warm sleeping bag wrapped around them from the waste down. Andrea continued to kiss him deeply as he worked up the courage to massage her buttocks with his hands gently.

Andrea finally stopped the kiss and the two gasped for air as they continued pounding into each other. Andrea felt him pulse inside her and silently willed him to hold off his orgasm. She didn't want this to end so quickly. But despite her efforts, Ed pushed himself deep into her using his hands on her ass and came hard, filling her with his seed. Suddenly, Andrea thought of Keri and the strawberries but quickly pushed the thought away. She decided not to pull herself off of Ed. Instead, she pulled the sleeping bag up to cover the both of them and closed her eyes with her head on his chest.

It was obvious he wasn't going to be ready for round two for a while. Andrea would have to live with her overactive hormones for a while longer. And with that thought, she drifted off to sleep again.

Later that night Andrea awoke to something growing inside her pussy. Ed's cock was still inside her and growing. As she opened her eyes it appeared he was having a rather sexual dream. She didn't have the heart to wake him however so she lay her head back down on his chest and let herself relax, enjoying the feeling of slowly being filled up. About ten minutes later, she felt him soften again, and drifted off to sleep.

The same thing happened another few times over the course of the evening but she didn't mind. She rather enjoyed it actually. It felt nice.

That morning, Andrea awoke one final time to Ed's cock growing hard inside her. He was awake this time, having just woken up. He looked sheepish but was afraid to disturb her by pulling out. "Uh... sorry."

"Mmmm," she said with her head still on his chest. "Don't be sorry. It feels good." She pressed her lips to his chest and gave him a kiss before she propped herself up on her elbows. One on either side of him. She looked into his eyes and was amused by the embarrassed expression.

"Maybe uh... Ah mean do you think we should get up?"

"I think you've been keeping me turned on all night," she said, pressing her hips into him, pressing him all the way inside her once more. Ed let his head fall back and closed his eyes as one more time, Andrea began to grind her crotch into his. She rotated her hips around, enjoying the sensation of her clit pressing into his pubic hair. Unfortunately, that was all she wrote as Ed came, once more filling her with cum. Andrea hid a look of disappointment. 'He may be a great guy but he's horrible in bed,' Andrea thought to herself. 'How did he ever survive in that gang?'

Ed waited only a moment before wiggling out of the sleeping bag and fishing his pants out from the bottom of the bag. He started to get dressed as Andrea lay on her stomach, looking up at him. "Oh, no." He said.

"What?"

"What if Ah got you pregnant?"

Andrea smiled reassuringly "It's the middle of my period. I can't get pregnant right now."

"Oh... Well then." He pulled his shirt on and sat down on the tented ground. "Ah guess everythin's just hunky-dory."

"Hunky-dory?"

"It's somethin' my Ma used t' say."

Andrea smiled. "You mind if I ask you a question?"

"Sure," he said unsuspectingly.

"How many women have you been with?"

Ed became slightly nervous but not nearly as much as Andrea had anticipated. He must have been getting more comfortable with her. He thought for a moment. "Ah reckon about twenty."

'Twenty?' Andrea thought. "Well how about outside of 'gang activities?'"

"Ah guess it would just be you then. Ah haven't had much time for a girlfriend y' see."

"Well, I'll show you a few tricks tonight," Andrea said with a smile as she climbed out of the sleeping bag and moved to her clothes.

"Uh, all right." 

Andrea dressed and exited the tent with Ed. She began to collapse the tent, folding it back up again. It took her only minutes to complete the whole thing. 

Bob was awake and had all ready (mostly) collapsed his tent. It lay in a pile on the ground. Obviously he had had trouble finishing the job. "You need a hand with that?" Asked Andrea.

"Th... That would be m... most appreciated. I'm afraid my medicinal skills d... don't quite help in tent folding."

"Well come on over and I'll show you." Bob watched intently as Andrea folded the tent expertly placing it back into its case. Ed began to get rather impatient with boredom and got oh his motorcycle.

"Are ya'll about done?"

"We'll be another few minutes yet Ed."

"Well Ah'm gonna get goin'. You can catch up right?"

"Sure."

Ed anxiously took off on his bike, leaving the two to finish with the tent. "He uh... He seems a... aggravated today."

"Yes he does," Andrea said confused. He hadn't shown any sign of that earlier in the day.

"S... So if you d... don't mind my asking... Y... You two are uh... going out now?"

"Beats me," she said with a smile. "You know how these things go."

"A... Actually, I d... don't." He smiled nervously and quickly changed the subject. "Well I th... think I've got this tent thing down n... now."

"You ready to go then?" Asked Andrea picking up the tent bag and throwing it over her shoulder.

"A... Always." Andrea decided it was getting far too hot for her riding armor today, so she stuffed it in her bag and mounted the cyclone. Bob got on the bike behind her and held on to her waste tightly, fearing another quick acceleration. He wasn't disappointed as Andrea took off at full speed.

By they time Andrea had caught up to Ed, she felt the strong heat of the desert growing worse. She pulled up beside him and spoke loudly over the roar of his motorcycle. "It's too hot on the road. Let's pull over and travel tonight."

A sweating Ed nodded and the two pulled over at an old rest stop where a few trees had been planted around a small pond. It was late morning now and the sun was beating down hard. Andrea shut off her bike and Ed did the same. "I... It sure is a hot one," said Bob as he wiped some sweat from his brow. He went for his canteen and took a swig of water.

Andrea walked away from the two towards the pond and dipped a hand in, tasting the water. "This is no good to drink" she told the others as she spat it out. 

Unfortunately the Invid attack had left much of the land (and incidentally the water) irradiated to a minor degree. That in combination with the pollution of the previous years made much of the natural water undrinkable. 

As Andrea sat down in the shade, she heard a faint sound coming from the distance. She looked over and saw an Invid scout, heading in their rough direction. "Two in as many weeks," she said to the others as she moved over to her bike and put her riding armor on.

Andrea waited before mounting her bike however, hoping that it would be far enough away not to be a problem. As it approached, her hope turned true as it came to pass them nearly a mile to the South, showing no signs it had seen them. Andrea took off her riding armor and went back to her spot in the shade.

"I... Is everything okay?" Asked Bob.

"Yep. It passed way South of here. It's no threat."

"Ah, good."

Andrea laid down in the grass. An hour passed in boredom during which Bob tried to start several conversations with Ed, quickly getting shot down every time he tried.

Andrea casually looked over to the horizon seeing another Invid scout following the same course of the other. As it got closer Andrea spotted a second, larger ship just behind it. "W... What does that m... mean?"

"It means we're travelin' during the day after all," said Ed concerned.

"No," said Andrea. "It means you two are staying here." Andrea walked off in the direction the Invid were headed.

"D... Don't you want your b... bike?"

"Too bulky. I'm just going to look. I'll be back soon."

Ten minutes later saw Andrea soaked with sweat and nearing the top of a large sandy cliff. She was climbing the nearly vertical face, staining her white shirt in sand and sweat. As she reached the top, she found a sight that scared the hell out of her. It was an Invid hive. Standing nearly twenty stories tall, it was a huge dome planted on the desert's surface. A few different ships were coming and going.

Andrea quickly went back down the hill again. 5 minutes later she was back at camp lifting up the cyclone's seat to reveal a storage compartment. "What's goin' on?" Asked Ed as Andrea pulled out a small rectangular device and closed the compartment.

"I'm going to do something."

"D... do what? Are there m... more of them there?"

"You might say that." Andrea began to walk away, in the direction of the hive. Her gun was still on her belt. She slipped the device into her pocket.

"Andrea," Ed said. "It's too dangerous. We should move on."

Andrea turned abruptly "How many people lost their parents when the Invid showed up huh? Or their kids..."

"A lot. Ah know."

"And how many people are in their work camps right now? Or being experimented on."

"Now that's just a rumor."

"Yeah, well so was them looking human."

"Gosh darn-it, if you won't listen, than just be careful alright?"

"I'm always careful."

"You know how to work that thing?" Ed said, pointing to the device she put in her pocket.

"Of course."

Andrea moved off in the direction of the Invid. Ed sat down and sighed. "Wh... What was that?" Bob asked.

"It's called a Limput mine. It works on a timer. They're kinda like mini nuclear explosions when they go off. Dangerous stuff."




Invid Invasion Ch. 03



"Oh my."

Andrea continued on, allowing their voices to drift away until she couldn't hear them at all. It shouldn't be too dangerous she thought. She had a plan. As long as they were reasonable, she could ask to talk to someone important. The Invid couldn't recognize a rifle from a hamburger so sneaking in the mine should be no problem. As long as they were reasonable, she justified.

* * * *

Once again, Andrea found herself climbing over the top of the cliff. She realized she was still extremely thirsty and grabbed the canteen off her belt. She unscrewed the top and took a long drink of the warm water. Feeling better, she brushed some of the sand off her tank top and pants and began walking towards the large ominous dome up ahead. She was careful to stay in clear sight the whole time so her coming wouldn't be a surprise. 

She saw an Invid scout ship exit out of the roof and head her way. Suddenly she felt a pinch of nervousness as the ship grew closer and lower to the ground. There was nothing she could do to defend herself. This had better work.

Andrea fought the urge to run as the large scout ship landed steadily on unsteady legs beside her. It said nothing but awkwardly walked with her towards the hive.

"You speak English?" Andrea asked. There was no response so she continued walking towards the door.

Shortly she arrived, noting two guards dressed in power armor. They seemed to be some sort of cross between humans and the ones in the scout ship. They had long skinny faces, concealed within their helmets. Their bodies were insanely thin. There was no way a human could fit in that.

"What do you want?" One asked. The scout ship left and Andrea fought to hide her fear once more.

"I guess you speak English." Andrea said as she calmed herself.

"What do you want?"

"Right to the point, I guess."

"What do you want?"

'Damn' she thought. 'Not very talkative.' "I want to meet with whoever is in charge." Her words came out unevenly. Hopefully they would mistake her lie for general nervousness.

"That seems unlikely."

"It's the truth. At least ask."

The guard stood in silence for a moment then spoke up once again. "The Brain will meet you."

"The Brain?"

"Yes." Andrea figured she wouldn't get any more than that so didn't bother pursuing the subject. Suddenly, a hole opened in the hive wall beside her. "Enter."

Andrea gulped and went inside. The Invid followed through beside her and the 'door' closed behind them. "Remove all extremities."

"What?"

"Remove all extremities. No Human is allowed in the hive with anything that has been processed or is inorganic."

"Others have been in the hives?"

"Remove all extremities." Andrea sighed, pausing. "Remove all extremities," the Invid repeated as it pointed its energy cannon at her. Now that was some motivation. The cannon would vaporize her instantly and she suspected the Invid would not mind pulling the trigger. Andrea quickly took her boots off and undressed, leaving her gun, knife and the more important mine still in her clothing. "Remove all extremities," it said one more time as it pointed to her watch.

"I want this stuff back when I leave." Said Andrea as she added her watch to the pile. The Invid didn't respond. Instead it moved towards the wall opposite from the one they entered. It opened as the last one did and Andrea reluctantly followed. 

She entered through the door, which led into a long hall. Andrea realized it was hot as hell in the hive as she was escorted down the passage. Obviously, whatever material the walls were made of conducted heat from outdoors. She began to sweat. It was like being in an oven. The creature turned. "You're leaking."

Did they know that little about Humans? "It's sweat. It happens when people get hot," Andrea replied with little patience.

Suddenly, Andrea felt the temperature drop. It was at a comfortable level in seconds. This place was more amazing than it looked. After a long walk she was led into a small cylindrical room. She felt gravity increase and a few moments later it opened again to reveal a large room.

"Was that an elevator?"

The Invid cocked its head sideways slightly, like a puppy that didn't quite understand. "Did we just go up?"

"Yes. The Brain is in there. Enter." Cautiously Andrea left the tube and went into a large open room. It was hot again in here. Immediately, she noticed a rather sweet flowery smell. The tube behind her disappeared and Andrea turned around, nearly jumping out of her skin. There, in a large pool of the green gel that leaked from the ships, was literally a giant brain. It was huge, probably 40 feet across. Six guards wearing power armor similar to the one that escorted her up stood around the pool.

Their armor reminded Andrea of her nakedness. She felt powerless.

"Why have you come?" Andrea heard painfully inside her head. The thing was talking telepathically.

"I wanted to talk." Andrea felt a stab of apprehension. If it can talk in her mind can it find out her true intentions?

"Talk." Came the excessively loud voice, once more in her head.

"Fine, fine. But can you talk quieter?"

"Yes," replied the Brain. It was much more reasonable now. There was no pain when it spoke.

"I wanted to know why you all have come here. We've all ready been invaded twice in the last 20 years. Why once more?"

"We had no other option. Our planet was lost."

"But you attacked us. Why not just ask?"

"Judgement and Revenge."

"Judgement? Revenge?" That made no sense to Andrea. Humans had done nothing to them before the attack. She wasn't even sure Humans had heard of them, before the attack.

"Judgement. Revenge. Pity. Salvation."

"You're not making any sense."

"Because you are not listening."

Andrea began to grow frustrated, but concealed it well. She was starting to become accustomed to the Brain's voice in her head.

"I still don't see why you started a war."

"War is your way. We understand this."

"No. Peace is. We always strive for peace."

"And you always reap war. War is what we gave you."

Andrea tried to bring reason to the debate. "That's circular logic."

"Yes. It is."

Andrea sighed. "Will you leave?"

"To leave is death. To stay is life. Which would you choose?"

Andrea hesitated. "Life."

"As we did. We will remain. You will leave. You destroy this planet. We will save it."

"You're the ones who irradiated everything when you showed up!"

"Wrong. It was your defense that poisoned the land. We are allowing it to repair itself. Even your reason for meeting me is that of destruction. You destroy everything."

"That's not my reason for coming. Not anymore."

"Perhaps." There was a long pause. "We are done. You will follow him." Instinctively, Andrea turned to one of the guards and he walked forward, opening up the transport tube once more. Andrea realized there was no point in arguing and stepped into the small room. The guard moved in behind her and suddenly, she felt light, as if falling. The tube opened once more leading into a different hallway than the one she came through.

"Where are we going?"

"You will see." A short walk later, they reached a point in the wall that once again opened for them. "Enter." He said forcefully. Andrea did as she was told and the wall quickly closed behind her, the guard still on the other side. She sighed as she looked at her new surroundings.

The room was empty, cylindrical and fairly large. It was also just as hot as everywhere else. Apparently they had forgotten to cool it for her. Patiently, she sat down on the soft material that was the floor and waited.

Andrea wasn't kept long. After ten or twenty minutes, an attractive looking man of about 20 entered through one of the walls/doors. He had blond hair, blue eyes, tanned skin and more importantly, a large cup of water. Andrea stood up, feeling suddenly exposed as she realized she was still naked and this man was not. He was most likely an Invid she thought, looking at his one piece, skin-tight body suit. It was black.

"Here." He handed the cup to her. Andrea had a quick drink, and began to feel more refreshed. She wasn't particularly thirsty yet, but she knew in this heat she would be shortly.

"So why am I still here?"

"You're not going to introduce yourself?" He said with what Andrea suspected was a forced smile.

"Andrea." She said, extending her hand to shake. The man returned the gesture.

"I'm called Cliff."

"So why am I still here, Cliff?"

"They want to run a few tests. I wouldn't worry about it."

"Uh huh." Andrea was skeptical. "And you're here because?"

"Because I like to look over the new people," he said taking a lingering look over her shiny body.

Andrea took another drink, trying to ignore his gaze but suddenly, something felt strange. She felt weak. She sat back down roughly, unable to stand. Slowly, she managed to speak. "What did you do?" There was no response.

Andrea felt all the strength go out of her and she let herself collapse completely to the ground, dropping what remained of the water. Then, despite her weakened state she felt her pussy begin to get wet.

"I included a few things with the water," he said with rather a lot of pride. "The first is a simple aphrodisiac. You're obviously feeling the effects." He smiled. "The second took some work. It's a muscle relaxant but in about half an hour or so it'll change polarities so to speak, becoming a stimulant. I've found it most enjoyable." He stripped off his body suit and leant close to her face. Andrea tried to speak but found even her jaw and tongue was unable to move. He grabbed her breast lightly and rolled it with his palm. Andrea let out a guttural moan of pleasure. "It feels good doesn't it?"

He continued his massage of her breast as he positioned himself over top of her. Andrea could feel his erection against her belly. He was a good size, she was sure of that. She was also sure that she wanted him to proceed, more than anything. Her mind was focused on one thing. Sex. And her inability to move was a terrible kind of torture. She was unable to influence the actions that she craved. She felt his stiffness rub against her belly, moving back and forth a few times as Cliff continued the pleasant rubbing of her chest. 

Then, suddenly, he entered all the way into her sex with one thrust. It was a comfortable sensation she thought as he pumped in and out of her slowly. She couldn't clamp down on him and she couldn't meet his thrusts. It was almost like having a massage. But a horrible thought flittered through her mind. 'If she couldn't clamp down on him, did that mean she couldn't cum?'

Her body continued to sweat profusely as Cliff's pumping went on. She felt herself get warmer as she was carried helplessly through the motions.

Cliff moved her arms up above her head, unnecessarily holding them there. Her breasts moved up and down effortlessly as he continued on. Cliff pressed himself against her and licked her neck gently. He then placed kisses across her collarbone. Andrea was getting more and more turned on when she realized that her theory was in fact correct. She wasn't going to be able to cum. She silently hated him for that, but the feeling quickly faded as he pressed himself deeply inside her and came, releasing his seed.

"Hmm." He said with a smile. "You're not very good at this you know." Cliff of course knew she couldn't respond so instead planted a kiss on her mouth, pressing against her lips hard. Her mouth was all ready open due to the slack muscles and Cliff put his tongue inside her, tasting her. He withdrew. "It's only been about ten minutes. What do you suppose I should do for the next twenty." Cliff sat up and admired her lax body. "Hmm... I have an idea."

Cliff pulled out of her pussy, his member still hard even though he had just cum. Andrea figured that must be a side effect of their super strength. Maybe they had extraordinary endurance too.

Cliff picked her slippery body up and sat her roughly on his lap with her back to him. Her head collapsed backwards onto his shoulder. "Just like a rag doll," he mused to himself. Andrea on the other hand, didn't care. She only wanted him to stop talking and enter her once more. She desperately wanted an orgasm.

Cliff lifted her slightly off his lap. 'Good,' Andrea thought. 'Maybe now he'll go on.' Andrea felt him move his hips to line himself up. But a surge of fear went through her when she realized he wasn't lining up for her pussy. He was way to far back to do that. She felt the tip of his cock against her ass hole. She had never done anal sex in the past because she had never thought it would be enjoyable. But before Andrea could even try to protest, cliff released her, letting her full weight come back down onto his lap, sending his cock deep into her rectum. 

"Mmm. This is your first time isn't it?" He said when Andrea let out a surprisingly loud moan. He was all the way inside her rear end. Her stomach felt as if it had turned upside down from the intrusion, but surprisingly, she wasn't in any pain. It just felt... strange. She mentally thanked the muscle relaxant. That must have been the key. It left her loose enough that he could enter without any threat of damage. Cliff picked her up again and lowered her, getting a good motion going. She could feel her rectum forcibly expanding each time he entered her. It felt good.

Cliff continued effortlessly lifting her up and down. Her muscular arms flailed randomly with each thrust. Her head was still tilted back and she felt wet kisses placed on her neck as he continued to lift her up and down. Andrea moaned again, wishing she could orgasm. She knew she was getting closer but couldn't quite make it over the last ridge to enjoy the pleasure it always brought.

After a while of this Andrea presumed he got tired of lifting her. Staying deep in her butt, he moved her so she was lying down on her stomach and continued his pumping into her ass. "This is way better than earlier," he said. "It's tight, even with the relaxant. I could stay in here all day." Andrea had to admit to herself that at this point, she hoped he would.

His motions caused her breasts to grind into the soft floor, stimulating them each time he moved in or out. Andrea began to drool out of her open mouth, not even able to close it but Cliff hadn't seemed to notice.

She felt him go in slightly deeper thanks to the new position and could feel his thighs coming down on her buttocks each time he thrust inside her. This went on for what seemed like an eternity, when Cliff picked her up once more and sat her on his lap as he did earlier. "It's almost time. This part always gets me off." He said as he just let her rest on his lap, his cock still deep in her rear end. The heat was beginning to get to her and she felt lightheaded. Cliff wrapped his arms tightly around her placing his hands on her stomach.

'Almost time?' She thought. 'Almost time for what?' 

As if in answer to her question, Andrea felt every muscle in her body suddenly tighten and flex, almost like a mini seizure. Her back snapped back and arched tensely. The up side however, is that she immediately came. Or so she thought at first. She quickly realized that her pussy wouldn't 'un-clamp' and it felt as if she was paused in mid orgasm. The pleasure of the act was there. But not the pleasure of the release.

She also realized there was a sudden blinding pain in her ass as it clamped tightly around Cliff's member. She felt him orgasm immediately, ejaculating deep into her. She could feel his sperm, now in both holes, move inside her as her tense muscles tried to force it all out.

Andrea continued desperately trying to force her orgasm, but it never came. It continued to hold, just at the moment before release. Cliff reached his arms upward and pressed his hands over her breasts once more, rubbing her chest. The act only intensified the feeling she had in her loins, but still, she had no release. As the tenseness of her muscles continued and her orgasm held itself on pause, Andrea began to shake. 

First it was a light shudder originating at her crotch, but it grew as she continued to desperately try and force her orgasm to complete itself. Cliff held her tightly against his body and as she continued to buck her hips she lifted on and off his cock, forcing him in and out of her impossibly tight ass. Andrea was suddenly grateful for the excessive heat because the sweat at least provided sufficient lubrication. She wished he would pull out but it never happened. After only a short time, he came once more, this time holding her down, not allowing her bucking to dislodge her.

Cliff lay down from his current position, bringing Andrea with him, so they were both on their back with her on top. He allowed her hips to buck again and simply closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasant sensation.

Andrea sweated even more profusely than before. She was sure she would fast become dehydrated if this continued. Sweat was pooling on her body, collecting at her collarbone, between her breasts and her bellybutton. She could still feel herself involuntarily move up and down on Cliff's still hard cock, sending rivers of pain through her midsection. But she now noticed that the pain was not alone. Due to her still paused orgasm, she couldn't help but feel pleasure with it. It created a strange effect on her but she didn't have the time to analyze it as Cliff came once more. It had only been a couple of minutes since his last orgasm.

It was at this point that Andrea began to feel the cramp in her stomach and the tightness in her lungs. The heavy effort her body was putting out began to take its toll.

Meanwhile, Cliff rested his hands under his head and continued to relax. He wrapped his legs around hers to make sure she didn't buck herself off him and simply lay there, feeling orgasm approach once more. God he loved doing this to the Humans.

The trend went on for another half an hour or so. Andrea was still bucking, paused in mid-orgasm. Her teeth and lips were clenched as she still felt the now dulled pain in her rear. Cliff had cum another four or five times and Andrea knew she was completely full with his sperm. She didn't care. She still wanted more. The aphrodisiac hadn't worn off and her state of constant near orgasm left her feeling incomplete. She wanted to finish it despite her near exhaustion. The constant tension of her muscles had her feeling even more tired than after her most intense work out sessions.

Cliff finally began to grow tired, from the constant stimulation. He lifted her hips up, pulling his member swiftly out of her rear. Andrea would have liked to feel herself relax at the lack of the unwelcome cock but still found herself unable to stop twitching and bucking on the ground. Cliff stood up, his dick finally looking only about half stiff and admired Andrea's body.

She was sweating so much it looked like she had just turned the shower off. "You humans don't react well to the heat do you?" He said with pride. "Or is it the constant activity?" He reached down and groped her right breast.

"Ungh," Andrea moaned through a closed mouth. Her flat stomach was incredibly tight thanks to the stimulant. Even more so with her back arched. She was really only touching the ground with her shoulders and butt. Cliff let his eyes roam over her body, looking at her firm, toned legs, then moving back across her strong stomach. His eyes then found her relatively average sized but beautiful breasts. He stopped to watch them giggle slightly as she continued to twitch her body. He moved on, looking at her well-defined shoulders and arms and ending with her slender, smooth feminine face. Long brown hair, splayed out along the ground underneath it.

"Well let's have one final go shall we?" Cliff put a leg on either side of her midsection and moved down so he was kneeling across her chest. "I've always found this to be particularly degrading," he said as he pressed her sweat soaked breasts around his semi-hard cock. "Irene has so much more chest to do this with," he continued to himself as he tried to mush her slippery breasts together. "I hear you're the one who named her?"




Invid Invasion Ch. 03



'Irene?' Thought Andrea. 'She's here?' 

Cliff finally got a grip and a motion going and his member quickly hardened once more while he pressed her breasts around it. Andrea's back was still arched and she was still twitching which meant although he had a slightly more erotic view their was a little more effort involved in his actions. Cliff happily took the trade off however and enjoyed her struggle to cum as he pumped faster. Her sweat kept everything incredibly slippery and it didn't take long for him to near climax. Knowing he was about to cum, he decided to extend her humiliation a little further.

Quickly, he moved himself to her mouth and opened her lips. Her teeth were clenched down from the stimulant but he still managed to fit the tip of his cock into the side of her mouth in-between her lips and teeth.

A second passed and Cliff came hard, coating her teeth and filling the side of her mouth with his cum. As he finished, Andrea knew his seed had made its way to her tongue by the sudden bitter taste in her mouth. What was worse, was when she realized that the taste would not be going away any time soon. In her current state she was unable to swallow or spit it out. It would stay in her mouth until the drug wore off.

Cliff stood up and looked at her one more time before he walked over to his clothing and put on his one-piece body suit. Meanwhile, Andrea continued to twitch on the ground. She was sure her heartbeat was off the scale. "Oh, by the way... We found your two buddies hiding out at that rest stop. They shouldn't have ran your cyclone. We can detect that you know." He smiled.

He had certainly gotten to her with that last string of comments. Ed and Bob were captured? That didn't' bode well at all. "You'll be glad to know that one of them didn't appear to be of much physical use to us and that's all we were looking for. We just left him behind."

'Which one?' She thought. Andrea felt her will strengthen. She forced her body to stop shaking and opened her mouth. "Whish one?" she managed to get out, surprising her captor.

"You spoke? Impressive. It was the big one that we took. I don't know what you call him."

That was obviously Ed. She felt rage build up inside her and slowly, got to her feet. Her muscles were still clenched uncontrollably but she managed to work them just enough to stand her up. She wasn't sure how long she could stay that way however. Cliff's eyes opened with surprise. "Don' hurt em." She choked out. Cliff's cum dribbled out of her mouth and down her chin.

"You realize you look absolutely ridiculous right now?"

"Don' hurt him." She said with more force.

"That's not my decision I'm afraid." Suddenly, a piece of the wall opened up showing a small cupboard filled with two pitchers of water. "The stimulant will wear off in about another 10 minutes. I assure you that water over there is quite pure." He paused and the door opened for him. "I'm afraid I have to leave now. Things to do. You were a good lay though. Maybe I'll come back later. But with what I heard they're doing to you? Hm... Maybe not." 

He left through the door and it closed behind him. Andrea allowed herself to fall stiffly to the ground after his exit. She continued to fight her body for another ten minutes. Occasionally she would fail sending herself into a torrent of shaking but she would gain control of herself again and minimize it once more.

Finally, the drug war off and Andrea screamed as she came harder than she ever had before. Between her cramped stomach and her sore ass, the orgasm was not her most pleasurable but at this point Andrea wanted the release more than anything. Her muscles all relaxed as quickly as they had tensed more than an hour ago. She felt her own cum, mixed with some of Cliff's flow steadily out of her pussy. Her ass also relaxed allowing the combined torrent of Cliff's multiple loads to slowly be released, smearing her rear with cum. 

Andrea felt like hell. Fortunately, the aphrodisiac wore off as quickly as the stimulant and she found herself repulsed with the idea of any more sex. She coughed as Cliff's sperm got stuck in her throat. The disgusting taste of it was still with her. 

Andrea slowly sat up and nearly cried out from the pain in her ass. What had he done to her? She wondered. Slowly and awkwardly she crawled her way over to the cupboard and quickly pored the first pitcher of water over her body, cooling herself down and washing away some of the sweat. She then grabbed the second one and drank quickly, if not to replenish all the water she had lost, than to wash the awful taste out of her mouth. She downed half of the pitcher than finally realized how weak she was. Her muscles had just received the ultimate work out for the last hour. Weakly, she went as limp as when she had first drunk the drugged water and despite her protests, drifted off to sleep.

* * * *

Andrea awoke. She realized she was still naked, although cleaned up and tied down to a table with straps. Her mind was foggy, as if she had been drugged. She looked to her side, seeing what she presumed was an Invid, holding a scalpel of some sort. She drifted off again.

Again, Andrea awoke. It was as if she was dreaming. She had no feeling below the waist and this time noticed an animal carcass on the far side of the room. She drifted off once more. 

* * * *

Andrea opened her eyes a final time. She was no longer tied and was in a room similar to the one earlier, lying on her side. She still had no feeling below the waist and looked down, trying to determine the problem.

Andrea fainted.

* * * *

Andrea came around one more time and forced herself to accept the current situation. She would not be weak. Slowly, she forced herself to look down once more, getting an ugly feeling in the pit of her stomach. She felt queasy. 

Her legs and hips were gone, replaced by a four-legged animal's body. They surgically grafted another animal to her! Instinctively, she knew how to stand and tried her best to calmly survey the situation. Her heart was racing. She couldn't keep her thoughts straight. The Invid had turned her into a centaur. Her rage was building.

Somehow they had connected the nerve endings, allowing her full motion with the animal body. Andrea continued to feel queasy but was forced to lift herself upright as a large door opened up at the wall. A huge wolf entered through the opening, it's mouth full of foam. What were they doing to her? It wasn't enough that they changed her body, but now they have to threaten her with some vicious animal? Andrea had had enough. 

She took her rage out on the creature in front of her, instinctively kicking it with her new and powerful hind legs. The move unbalanced her and she fell over, landing with a thump. But the damage was done. The wolf's neck was broken.

"What did you do?" She shouted, hoping the Invid could hear her.

"We made you better," came the Brain's voice in her head. "You should thank us."

"No! Turn me back. I don't want it."

"Why would you not want to be better?"

"Not like this. It's cruel." Andrea felt tears try to break out but she held them back.

"But look how easily you killed the animal. A predator of each of your combined bodies."

"No." The doors opened once more and two more wolfs entered into the room. Andrea felt afraid, as her anger slipped away.

"You will kill these two as well. I will prove your superiority."

"No. I won't do it." One of the wolfs circled around her as the other lunged at her, biting into her hind leg. She felt nothing. At least there was no pain. "I won't play your damn game. I won't play it. Change me back."

The other wolf lunged at her, this time it's teeth went towards her normal stomach. But before it reached her, the animal went limp and collapsed to the ground. The other wolf similarly dropped. "What's going on? What are you doing?" Andrea asked, still concerned.

"Stepping backwards." Came the reply. She blacked out.

* * * *

Andrea came to in another circular room. She was lying on the ground and quickly looked down. Her legs were back. There wasn't even a scar. But her thought paused as she noticed she no longer had any body hair. Her pubic hair was gone. Her leg hair... Her arm hair... She touched her head, then frantically moved her fingers to her eyebrows. No hair.

"It was real," came the Brain's response to her unasked question

Andrea shuddered at the response and felt her stomach turn once more. She couldn't hold back anymore and she threw up at the thought of what had just happened with her body. Despite the heat, she felt cold. Suddenly, she thought of Ed. "Where is he?"

"Look closer." Andrea was confused by the comment but looked around the room more carefully. She spotted Ed's naked, hairless figure at the far side of the room. How had she missed him the first time she wondered. She put the thought out of her mind as she rushed over to him. The first thing she noticed is that he wasn't breathing. She checked for a pulse. His body was cold.

"He's dead."

"Yes. His experiment was not successful. He did not accept the transition."

"Bring him back then," she said desperately.

"It is not that simple."

Andrea stood up, looking towards the roof. "But it's that simple to kill him? No. You did this, you fix it."

"You do not know what you ask."

"I don't care," Andrea yelled. "Bring him back." The door opened and one of the Invid's that wore power armor entered. It picked up Ed's body.

"You will wait here. We will fix him."

"Damn right you will." Andrea sat down, trying to let her anger fade. 

As she regained her senses and calmed herself, she pressed her hands to her hips trying to find a seam where they had operated. To her relief she still found none. 

As Andrea began to get comfortable the door opened once more and Irene stood on the other side. She entered rather nervously. Andrea immediately got to her feet, prepared for a fight. "What are you doing here?" Andrea asked menacingly.

Irene was wearing the same style of bodysuit as Cliff's. It was all black and hugged her frame tightly with no noticeable zipper or buttons. "I'm sorry I tried to kill your friend." She hung her head. She seemed genuinely sad. Andrea wasn't fooled for a second.

"Oh are you?" Irene nodded weakly, still looking down. 

"I uh... I was hoping we could be friends."

"So I shoot you in the chest and you want to be friends?"

"Uh huh," she said, looking up at Andrea. "The bullet didn't hurt much. I'm fine now, wanna see?" Irene moved her hands to the collar of her clothing and began to pull. A seam appeared and the material separated.

"No, that's fine."

"Oh." She reluctantly fastened her clothing once more and sat down. "Don't you think I'm pretty?"

"That's not the point."

"So you do think I'm pretty?"

"Sure, whatever." Irene's mood quickly improved and she stood up once more.

"So, how come you were so upset I tried to kill her?" Andrea opened her eyes at the ridiculousness of the question.

"What?"

"So, how come..." Andrea interrupted her.

"Yeah, I heard." Andrea paused, thinking. "Why was I so upset?" Irene nodded. "Because she'd be dead! Gone. Not coming back. I wouldn't get to spend time with her anymore."

"Don't be silly," came Irene's naïve response. "Of course she'd come back."

Andrea was confused. "And how's that?"

"Well... Everyone comes back after they die. They just go into a new body. It's not like she wouldn't remember you."

"What?"

"What?" Irene said meekly, not understanding.

"Do you mean Invid get reincarnated if they die?"

"Well yeah. Don't Humans?"

Andrea stared, stupefied. How could she be so ignorant? "No."

"No?" Her hands went to her mouth. "Oh my God... You mean I just... Erased, all those people?" Andrea nodded seriously. "Oh my God... I... I just thought it was fun. I'm sorry, I thought they'd be fine. Oh my God... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Irene began to cry and before Andrea could react, she wrapped her arms around her neck and pressed her head into Andrea's shoulder, wetting it with tears.

Andrea stood with her hands at her side. This was hardly the type of person she would want to comfort. Irene continued to apologize, constantly repeating the words, "I'm sorry."

Eventually Andrea relented and put her arms around Irene to at least get her to stop crying. Irene took it as a sign she was welcome and wrapped herself tightly around Andrea, hugging her tightly. She also lowered her head, pressing it up to Andrea's breast. Andrea became uncomfortable but didn't try to pull away. She didn't want to aggravate the woman. A few minutes later, the tears stopped but she left her head on Andrea's breast.

"Andrea?" Irene asked tentatively.

"What?"

"Can I travel with you?" She lifted her head up to look Andrea in the eyes. "Please?"

"What? Why?"

"Because I did something terrible and I want to fix it. You can show me how right?"

"It's not something you can fix, Irene. It's done."

"But... But I want to fix it."

"You can't." Andrea saw her eyes tear up again.

"Well you can at least help make it better right?"

"Maybe."

"You'll show me. Please? Please?" Andrea paused, thinking.

"No."

"No?" She said with a sniff.

"No. I don't trust you. You can't travel with us."

"But... I'll let you hold the gun always. You can just shoot me if I do something you don't like!" Irene seemed particularly happy with this suggestion. Like it would somehow convince Andrea to let her come with.

"No."

But..."

"NO!" Andrea said it with force this time, no longer caring if she maddened her. Irene let go of Andrea and a tear rolled down her cheek again. 

"What if I was sorry that we experimented on you. Then could I come?"

'What was she a child?' Andrea thought. "No. I'm not changing my answer. You can't come."

Irene sniffed again. "Oh."

As if on cue, the door opened once more and the power armor guard stood on the other side, with Ed standing behind him. It had worked. Andrea's face brightened and she rushed past Irene to give him a large hug. "You're okay!"

"Yeah. I guess I'm fine," he said.

"Your accent..."

"Yeah. It's gone. Pretty neat, eh? I never liked it much." They continued to hug. One of Ed's hands reached down and rested on her butt cheek. Andrea was surprised at his sign of affection but said nothing. They parted and Andrea turned to the power armored guard. 

"Can we go now?" She asked.

The guard nodded and began walking away. Andrea wrapped an arm around Ed and followed after the guard, leaving Irene alone in the room as the door closed behind them. A short walk later and the three arrived at the front entranceway. Andrea's clothes were not where she left them.

"Can I have my stuff back?"

The guard shook his head negatively and pointed towards the wall. It opened, revealing the outdoors.

"You said I would get it back."

Again, the guard pointed towards the exit. Ed spoke, taking an aggressive posture. "Give her back her damn stuff you lousy son of a..."

"Ed... Ed stop." Andrea grabbed his arm before he did something stupid like try to attack the armored creature. "It's fine." Still holding his arm, she led him out the doorway.

As she stepped outside onto the desert sand, she quickly realized it was burning her feet. Ed noticed a similar sensation but all hope of going back into the hive was gone as the door shut behind them. Seeing no other choice, Andrea sucked it up and let her feet adjust.

"Damn sand," Ed said as he tried to keep one foot off the ground to cool it down.

"Let's just get back to camp okay?" Andrea said.

Ed nodded in approvement and the two walked back towards the cliff, she had to climb to get to the hive in the first place. Andrea decided to try and lighten the mood. "So you like the new due?" she said placing a hand on her bald head.

"Damn Invid. What did they have to go and do that for anyway?" Ed said angrily. But his eyes wandered down to her hairless crotch. "But I do like it in other areas. How come you don't always shave there?"

Andrea was surprised at Ed's sudden forwardness about sexuality but answered the question nonetheless. "It's hard enough to keep my legs and armpits done. It's just too much work."

Ed nodded but Andrea sensed he disapproved. The two got to the cliff.

"Great," Ed said. "How do we get down this fucking thing?"

"We climb." Andrea couldn't help but notice how much he had changed. It wasn't at all what she had expected.

"Well... I guess I'll go first." He swung his legs around and carefully started to descend, being extra careful where he stepped, since he still had bare feet. Fortunately, the cliff face was mostly sand and nothing sharp. Andrea noticed Ed became distracted once she started the descent above him. He was staring up between her legs whenever he got a chance.

"Focus on the wall, Ed," she said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm focused." The two descended further and about ten feet from the ground, Ed looked up again, focusing on her for too long. He lost his footing and fell.

"ED!" Andrea rushed down the rest of the wall.

"Shit!" Came his only response as he sat up. "I'm fine."

Andrea jumped the last few feet and landed easily on the ground. Ed looked at her again noticing that the cliffs sand had stuck to her sweat soaked body. They were both covered in it. "So how much further is camp?"

"It's only about a ten minute walk from here."

"Good. I'm starting to hate the desert."

The two walked in silence the rest of the way. 

The two travelers arrived at the rest stop to find Bob pointing one of Andrea's spare guns in their direction nervously. "S... Stop right where you a... are."

"It's us Bob," Andrea said.

"Yeah. Put the damn gun down."

Bob did as he was told and ran over to the two. It looked as if he was about to hug Andrea before he realized she was naked and he stopped. Andrea however had no such hesitations and hugged him strongly. Ed looked on jealously.

"W... Well uh, I'm... I'm glad you're okay."

"They didn't do anything to you did they?"

"N... No. They just came in a ship and took E... Ed there.

Andrea nodded and Ed moved over to his bag. "I'm gonna get dressed," he said as he pulled out a spare change of clothes.

"You got anything extra in there?"

"Not anymore since those bastards took my other pair. Sorry." Andrea frowned and looked over to Bob.

"D... Don't look at me. My bag only has m... medicine in it." Andrea's frown intensified. That meant all she had was her riding armor and on a day like this that would be hotter than the Invid hive. She'd probably pass out.

"Well then," she said as she moved over to the shade and sat down.

"Umm... A... Andrea?" Bob was obviously hesitant.

"What?"

"I... I'm sorry but uh... Th... They took the cyclone and th... the a... armor."

"WHAT?" Andrea stood up and moved over to where it used to rest.

"I uh... I think your b... bag was on it too."

"Shit," was all she could think to say. "So what do we have?"

"W... we have Ed's bike... a... and my medicinal supplies. A.... And whatever's in Ed's bag." He paused. "O... Oh yeah. A... And your gun." He pointed to the spot where he placed it on the ground.

"Shit."

"Y.... yeah. So uh... W... What now?"

"I don't know." Andrea put her hand to her forehead. She felt her hairless eyebrows and got even more stressed. "We'll wait until tonight and then figure it out."

"O... of course."

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Eventually nightfall arrived and Ed set up his tent. He moved over towards Andrea and sat down beside her. She was still naked but the sand that stuck to her body had mostly been brushed off. "I was thinking... I got a protoculture cell in my bag over there that the Invid didn't grab. Maybe I should ride ahead to the nearest town and grab a few supplies for us. Like water and food. I can come back with it and then we'll go from there." Andrea nodded and Ed moved his head down to kiss her hard on the mouth. He placed a hand on her breast and squeezed roughly. "You're really hot, you know that?"




Invid Invasion Ch. 04



A short note: This chapter doesn't have much sex in it I'm afraid but it sets a lot of stuff up for later. Don't worry, chapter five will have plenty.

On a different matter, I'm going to try and start a sort of interactive story telling. If you (the reader) wants to comment on what's happened (or why or how), or comment on what they think should happen or just ask some nitpicky question, then ask me. 

I'll even be following some of the suggestions that I like so who knows, you may get your idea in a later chapter.

I'm going to try and keep the authors note short from now on so it won't bog down the rest of the story. Anyway, enjoy chapter 4.

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Chapter 4 "Mutants and Coyotes"

"Andrea heard the loud trumpeting sound that could have only belonged to an elephant. It was early morning and the sun was just rising over the eastern horizon. She and Bob were walking along the roadside, still waiting for Ed to return with supplies. They only had one canteen between the two of them and it was fast emptying.

The roar of an elephant sounded again and Andrea looked towards her right. The animal came stampeding awkwardly over top of a hill but slowed when it saw them, tilting its head to eye Andrea and Bob suspiciously. It turned and trotted off to the North, taking a look behind itself to make sure it wasn't being followed by the two travelers.

"N... Now I'm no scientist, well a... actually I am." Bob said rather perplexed. "B... But I thought Elephants only lived in Africa."

Andrea laughed. "Join the club Bob."

"So then... h... how..."

"How is it here? I don't know. There must have been an old zoo nearby. I've seen a few strange animals running around in the middle of nowhere."

"Ah... I... I guess that would make sense... Sort of." Bob frowned and the two continued walking, letting their thoughts dwell on the refreshingly absurd image of an elephant roaming the desert.

A few long hours later, the sun was beginning to heat up. Andrea felt herself begin to sweat and with the limited water she didn't want to risk going on. There was a collection of palm trees up ahead so she set a course for the shade.

The two reached the shade and sat down. Andrea was still naked as Ed had yet to come back with supplies. "A... Andrea?" Bob asked.

"Yeah?"

"From w... what I know about elephants they're very uh... very territorial."

"So?"

"W... Well that means even if it escaped from the z... zoo a number of years ago, it would still stay in t... the same area. A... And if they're in the same area than the zoo must be nearby. And if the z... zoo is nearby then...

"Then so is a big city."

"R... Right."

"So then what's taking Ed so long?"

"Well he was rather upset when he l... left. Do you think he may not be coming back?

"I don't know Bob. I don't really know him anymore."

"Wh... what happened in there?" Andrea was silent. "N... never mind. Forget I asked. D... Do you mind if I ask what happened to your hair?"

"I don't know exactly," she said as she rubbed her smooth scalp. "I just woke up and it was all gone."

"Oh... w... well, at least they removed the s...scar on your arm."

"What?" She said as she looked at her arm. She was cut there in a knife fight a number of months ago but as Bob had noticed, the scar was gone. She inspected her shoulder closer, noticing that again to her dismay a scar left by a bullet had disappeared. "They removed all my scars. Why would they do that?"

"I... I don't know."

Andrea was silent after that and the next few hours passed quietly. Andrea was growing more frustrated with Ed's lack of appearance. Although she didn't mind the nudity a whole lot she found she would much rather be dressed at this point. It had been more than 24 hours and some habits die hard. At least Bob didn't seem to mind. Or stare, for that matter. He'd probably seen more than enough naked bodies during his years as a doctor to desensitize him a bit.

"A... Andrea?" Bob asked looking over at her and shaking her arm. She was lying down with her eyes closed in relative boredom.

"Yeah?"

"I... Is that Irene?" Andrea sat up with a start.

"Where?" Bob pointed off to the distance and sure enough, there stood a woman in a skin tight black outfit. "Damn-it." Andrea said. "I sure hope not." She reached beside her and picked up her gun. Andrea stood up and left her comfortable spot in the shade, to approach the woman. Andrea walked with the gun pointed down so has not to be perceived as a threat.

As she got closer she found that it was indeed Irene, standing there, waiting for her to arrive. Andrea spoke loudly, still not in normal talking distance. "What are you doing here?"

"I have a present," she shouted back.

"A present?" Andrea said to herself as she got closer. At this point, she sure hoped it would be some water or a pair of clothing. Andrea finally got next to Irene. Irene looked down slightly, staring at Andrea's breasts. "So where is it?" Andrea questioned the Invid.

"Where's what?" She was obviously distracted.

"The Present. Where is it?"

"Oh, right," Irene said as she looked back up at Andrea's face. "You do have a really nice chest." Andrea's expression showed impatience. "Right, well I better get it. Come-on."

"How far is it?" Andrea said, following Irene over a rise.

"It's just over here. I wanted it to be a surprise." Suddenly, Irene stopped before they went across the small hill. "Close your eyes."

Andrea laughed. "You're not serious." Irene looked back, hurt. "Okay fine, don't close them. Go ahead and look."

Andrea sighed and continued walking over the hill. There, in-between a couple of small shrubs was her cyclone. "You got me my bike back?" Andrea said with astonishment.

"Uh huh."

Andrea went over to it quickly and pulled it away from the shrubs. Her bag and therefore riding armor was still missing but the cyclone itself appeared to be fine. Andrea lifted the seat and was encouraged to find her emergency rations of water and food were still there. Along with the three protoculture cells she had pulled from the ship she shot down. Between those there should be more than enough money to replace her riding armor and bag. "Do you have the riding armor?"

"The what?"

"The riding armor. It's a metal suit that goes with this."

"Oh... That's still back home. I'm sorry. I didn't think you needed it."

"Well the bike won't transform without it. But that's okay. I'll be able to replace it later."

Irene seemed pretty happy that her gift was well received. "So does this mean I can come with you now?" Andrea's expression turned serious once more.

"Look, Irene. You wouldn't want to come with us. We're not real big fans of the Invid."

"Why?"

Andrea found some anger rising. "Because you guys killed everyone we know."

"Oh," she spoke softly. "But I didn't."

"I just don't think it will work."

"Oh... oh..." She paused, each word sounding more depressed. "Oh." She took another pause to think then her mood suddenly changed. She was a little too happy. "Oh well. Thanks anyway, I guess I just may see you around." Irene left, presumably in the direction she came from. She was obviously up to something but Andrea figured it couldn't be that dangerous if she returned the cyclone. She let Irene go and wheeled the bike back to where Bob was sitting. Bot stood up when he saw her approach.

"L... Looks like good news," he said looking at the bike. "Who brought it?"

"Irene."

"O... Oh. Are you sure it's safe to d... drive?"

"I'm about to find out." Andrea rolled the hot bike into the shade and pulled an emergency kit out of the back seat. Slowly, but carefully, Andrea began to take it apart.

After a grueling and exceedingly boring two hours as far as Bob was concerned, Andrea had put it all back together. She sat up straight, covered in grease and dirt.

"Well, it seems fine to me," she said cheerfully.

"G... Great!" Bob paused, looking a little nervous. "Uh, A... Andrea?"

"Yeah?"

He pointed to her chest. "You've got some... some grease."

"Well unless you want to loan me your shirt to clean it off..."

Bob looked down at his overly skinny body. He was probably somewhat embarrassed about it. "Ummm... I'd rather n... not."

"There you go then." She got on the bike. "Come-on. Let's get into town and have a good meal. Not to mention some good clothes."

Bob got on behind her and carefully put his arms around her waste for support. Andrea took off quickly. She didn't have patience for being stranded in the desert any longer.

A short drive later Andrea could see a small town in the distance. But before she could finish the trip, a young couple scrambled onto the road, running. Andrea hit the breaks and easily stopped in time. "What's going on?"

The woman responded, trying not to let Andrea's nakedness shake her. "I... It's some kind of monster."

Andrea got off her bike and grabbed her weapon and survival kit. "Bob, do you know how to drive this thing?"

"W... Well sort of. I... I mean yes."

"Okay. Take them into town, one at a time. I can walk the rest of the way. It's not far. Meet me at the first hotel."

"O... Okay, sure."

Bob took the panicked woman on first and drove off at fairly safe speeds. Andrea spoke to the man. "Go down the road and he'll meet up with you on his way back."

"Um... Yes, ma'am. But I don't think... I don't think you should go out there."

"I'm sure I'll be fine. Now go on."

The man quickly walked down the road, watching behind him to see how she was doing. Andrea dropped the survival kit at the edge of the road so she could come back for it later if needed and began moving to where the young couple was running from. As the creature came into sight, Andrea had a brief thought. 'What if it was a monster?'

Well if it was at least right now it was occupied. It had pounced on a medium sized coyote and was tearing at its leg. The coyote was whimpering and trying to kick it off. The creature itself was a rather small but humanoid looking thing. It was green with scales over most of it's skin. It had large claws and obviously sharp teeth. Andrea figured she'd try English.

"Hey, you. Back off." She pulled her gun at it, her breasts giggling slightly at the sudden movement. The creature seemed to notice and it wrenched away from the coyote quickly, taking the animals leg with it, still in it's mouth. The creature spit the leg out and stared at Andrea as if it was sizing up a better meal.

"Sssssslig not like gunssssss." It spoke like it was it was half snake. Slowly and methodically.

"Then tell me what you're doing here."

"Ssssssslig isssss eating. But now Ssssssslig hasssss a better meal."

The creature lunged at her with inhuman speed. Andrea aimed her weapon but hesitated. Would this be like the last two times she used it? "Don't make me hurt you." She spat out.

Her hesitation cost her. The thing pounced on her and her gun fell out of her hand. It dug its claws into her skin and Andrea yelled briefly at the sudden pain. But her instincts came back and she kicked up with her knees forcing 'Slig' off of her. It crashed into the sand, not far away but got up quickly.

Andrea looked around. Her gun wasn't far. She could make a break for it. "Tassssssty," It said, looking her over. Andrea was scared, she lunged for the gun, but the creature reacted faster. It pounced once again, this time weary of her legs. 

Andrea felt the claws break her skin once more and fell over with an "Umph."

"Tassssssty," it repeated and it sunk its teeth into Andrea's arm. She screamed again as it bite off a small piece of her flesh. With her other free arm she reached desperately for her gun. It was close, but was it close enough? To her astonishment she felt the metal handle with her fingers and grabbed it.

Quickly she moved it between her and Slig and fired, point blank. The force of the blast launched the creature off of her and it fell onto its back, unconscious. It's breathing hissed in and out. Andrea stood up and moved over to the coyote. It was missing its front left leg and was breathing heavily. Andrea decided it best to put it out of its misery and raised her weapon. But the animal saw the gun and recognized it. It tried to nuzzle it's head into the ground, as if to hide from it. It whimpered again and Andrea realized she didn't have the heart.

She hurried off towards where she had left her survival kit and retrieved it. She wrapped a bandage around her arm and felt queasy when she realized it really was missing a small piece. At least it would heal she realized, but she'd have to get it stitched up most likely. Hopefully she could stop the bleeding and get back to the city.

Andrea began to walk down the road, but paused thinking about the injured coyote. Cursing herself she ran back towards the animal. She found it still laying there on the ground. She looked at where Slig used to lay and saw only an indent in the ground. Andrea was careful to keep an eye out. But tracks led off at high speed so she assumed it had fled.

The coyote's ears perked up upon seeing her and it looked relieved, if that was at all possible. Andrea wrapped what bandage was still in her kit around the coyote's leg and did her best to stop the bleeding. It licked her wrist as it passed its nuzzle and Andrea smiled. "Not to worry girl, you'll be fine."

The animal whined again as if in response and Andrea put her gun in the survival kit. She then swung the strapped bag over her shoulder and leaned down to pick up the 60 pound animal. Andrea began to walk back to the road, and then into town. Her pace was slowed thanks to her injury and the extra weight but she managed to get about half an hour down the road until the heat and muscle fatigue finally got to her. She put down the animal and sat at the side of the road, trying to gain her breath. She was sweating profusely. The sweat had washed the grease and dirt from earlier off her body.

As Andrea rested, her short break turned into minutes, then half an hour. She couldn't force herself back up again. She started to register the feeling of the hot sun on her shoulders. Another few minutes passed and Andrea realized that if she didn't act now, she might very well pass out. She picked the coyote up once more and forced energy into her feet. Slowly, she began moving forward once more. 

About an hour later, Andrea walked into town.

People stared at her as she walked down main-street. A bald naked woman carrying a three legged coyote was a sight to see to be sure. It was the middle of the day and the road was relatively busy. One well dressed man came up to her.

"Are you okay, Ms?"

"Fine... I'm dandy. Can you tell me where the first hotel is?"

"Uh... sure. It's just another block down on your left."

"Thanks," Andrea grunted as she really started to feel the fatigue getting to her. 'Only one more block,' she thought to herself. Eventually, the hotel came into view and she saw the cyclone sitting out front. On it sat Bob and he jumped up upon seeing her.

"Oh... Oh dear..."

The coyote was still passed out but was breathing regularly. "You know anything about treating animals?"

"Well... Y... Yes of course. W... Why don't you get her t... to the room."

Andrea nodded and walked into the hotel with Bob holding the door open for her. The man at the counter watched her suspiciously but said nothing and Andrea walked by not even noticing. Bob led her to a room and opened the door. He ran in and cleared the table as fast as he could. "J... Just put her down t... there."

Andrea did so and then moved to sit on the bed, exhausted. "W... Was this the monster?"

Andrea began to feel dizzy. Her adrenaline had obviously worn off. "No." She felt her dizziness increase. Bob was saying something but she couldn't focus on it. She let herself fall back onto the bed and slowly, fighting it, she collapsed into unconsciousness.

* * * *

Andrea woke up to the smell of herbs and a wet tongue licking her face. Her body ached and her arm felt sore. She felt the soft prickling of a bandage on her arm and resisted the urge to touch it. Once she opened her eyes see saw the coyote licking her cheek. She brushed the animal away lightly and it lay down beside her.

"I uh... I stitched up your arm and put some disinfectant on it. I think you'll b... be fine. But drink lots of water, be... because you were really dehydrated.

Andrea nodded weakly and sat up. The coyote appeared to be fine, minus the leg of course. "Is she going to be fine?" Andrea gestured to the coyote.

"Oh yes. S... She'll adapt quite nicely I'm sure." Bob stood up and walked to the window. "I uh... I noticed something though w... while you were sleeping."

"Oh?"

"C... Come here." He gestured for her to move to the window. Andrea slowly stood and gained her balance. She still felt a little off but walked over to the window one step at a time. As she progressed the steps became easier. She arrived at the window and looked down on the street. Bob pointed and she looked in that direction. "See t... that?"

It was a jeep of some kind parked in an alley. The driver was a blonde female and still sitting there looking towards the hotel. It was hard to decipher any more details than that. "I w... went down and checked. It's I... Irene."

"Irene, huh?"

Bob nodded. "D... do you suppose she came here to k... kill us or something? Or just g... give us another cyclone?"

"I'm sure it's fine. She wants to travel with us. We'll just leave her be."

"W... W... Well, if you say so."

Andrea moved her hands to her hips and realized consciously for the first time since she woke up that she was dressed. She looked down to see one similar to her usual white tank top. In addition she wore a pair of arctic camouflage pants. Perhaps not real useful when it comes to hiding, but at least they would keep the sun off. "I'm dressed?"

"W... well uh yes. You were rather d... distracting when I was stitching your arm so I got you s... some clothes." Bob flushed.

"Okay... well thanks."

"No problem."

Andrea moved towards the door. "I'm going to go find Ed. He's got to be in town somewhere."

"Oh... okay."

As Andrea put her hand on the door handle the coyote stood up quickly and carefully got off the bed as if to follow her. "Sorry girl, stay here and wait for me." The animal moaned and sat down awkwardly. Andrea left the room.

A short walk down the road found Andrea at another hotel. She went around side to where the vehicles were parked and began to scan for Ed's motorbike. Nothing. She moved on to the next hotel and got lucky. There was his bike, parked in front of the building. She went inside.

A large burly man was sitting in a chair behind a counter. Andrea moved over to him and leaned on the desk. He looked down at her cleavage through the neck of her tank top "I'm looking for someone that checked in here yesterday."

"Uh huh. Name?"

"Ed." She gave the man a brief description and he nodded.

"Room 205. He's got a couple a hotties up there with him too."

"Oh yeah?" Andrea couldn't hide her disappointment.

"What, are you his girl friend or something?"

"No, not really. Thanks." He grunted an acknowledgement and Andrea took to the stairs, climbing up one story before walking down a long rather strong smelling hallway. This place obviously wasn't the nicest in town but it was still better then a lot she had seen before. She found 205 at the end of the hall and simply opened the door. She was still pissed about his lack of return. The door was conveniently unlocked and Andrea went inside.

The first thing to assault her senses was the smell of sex. She subconsciously closed the door behind her as she entered and went around the small entranceway to see the rest of the room. Ed was lying on his back with his eyes closed. His hands were on an attractive blonde's hips as she rode his cock. She was slightly shorter than Andrea but had larger breasts. A taller more slender red head with fairly small breasts was behind the blonde, dry humping her pussy against the blonde's heart shaped ass and grinding her chest into her back. None of them had noticed Andrea and the shorter woman continued to moan fairly loudly.




Invid Invasion Ch. 04



"What the hell are you doing?" Asked Andrea. The two women if at all startled by her comment didn't show it. They continued just as they had before. Ed however, opened his eyes and looked over to her. Upon seeing her he moved his head back and closed his eyes again.

"We'll be done in a bit. Have a seat. Unless you want to join in anyway."

"How about you finish later. We'll talk now."

"How about you have a seat," came his reply. "I'm not going to talk to you 'till I'm done so stop giving me all this attitude." Andrea didn't see a point in angering him so she sat down in a chair across the room and crossed her legs.

The tall red head was humping the other girls rear harder now and her skin became shinny with sweat. She began to moan in tandem with the blonde and her breaths quickly became more ragged. She was approaching a large and only semi-real orgasm Andrea noticed.

The tall girl came, while continuing to press herself hard into the blonde. A small river of her cum flowed down the blonde's ass crack. The red head sighed into her lovers shoulder. 

As she came down from the orgasm she moved back and walked seductively across the room towards a duffel bag. Andrea realized that the show must be for her benefit since Ed's eyes were still closed. Andrea watched the red head as she bent over at the waist to open the duffel bag and pull something out. When the girl stood up again Andrea realized it was some kind of dildo. Andrea had never actually seen one before but was surprised to see it was a fairly average male size. She had always assumed women would want it a little bigger than that. Maybe that was all these two had managed to scrounge up.

The girl turned back to the bed and winked at Andrea as she walked back over to Ed and the blonde, still going at it full tilt. She stopped before getting to them and for the first time Andrea noticed the straps attached to the device. The tall girl fastened them around her waste and turned to face Andrea, the stiff piece of plastic stuck out from her crotch as she finished attaching the strap on. "How does it look?" She said talking to Andrea.

Andrea, although intrigued was still relatively unamused by all this. She didn't respond to the girls' question. "Hmm..." The red head said. "I bet you like it." She grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples between her fingers, showing them off to Andrea. She turned around back to the blonde and leant down. She kissed the blonde on the back of the neck. 

Briefly she pulled her lips off and whispered something before she thrust her hips forward quickly, plunging the dildo about midway into the blonde's ass. The hole was lubricated from her earlier cum and the blonde seemed to enjoy the feeling in both her holes.

The woman wearing the strap on kissed her on the neck once more and then bit her teeth down hard enough to leave a mark. As she licked the new mark on the blonde's neck she pulled the dildo out most of the way and then thrust it back in again, this time burying it nearly three quarters of the way inside. The blonde grunted loudly and collapsed her body onto Ed's giving the red head an even easier angle of penetration. The red head stayed with her, keeping her breasts pressed hard into her back.

Once again she moved her hips out then thrust in once more, filling her to about the same point. She repeated this a few more times to establish a rhythm and let the blonde get accustomed to the piece of plastic in her ass. But suddenly, she pulled out as before and thrust her entire body weight down, completely burying the dildo between the two. The blonde moaned loudly once again and pushed her butt back up to meet the two dicks filling her.

On the next deep thrust the red head pulled the shorter woman's hair back forcing her to arch her back, thus lifting her breasts off of Ed's chest. Ed didn't waste the opportunity as he placed his hands over her soft mounds and rubbed them roughly. 

The taller woman began to move her hips faster, sending little shakes through both of them each time her hips hit her ass. As her speed and ferocity increased so did the moans coming from both the blonde and Ed.

Andrea found herself staring at the red head's ass as the cheeks clenched then released with each thrust. She did have a nice butt, Andrea was forced to admit to herself. Under different circumstances she didn't think she would mind feeling it in the palms of her hands. She noticed the red head's back was shiny with sweat and couldn't help but become aroused as the muscles moved underneath the skin.

The red head thrust in one more time lodging the fake cock deep inside her lover's rectum and the blonde shacked once more, this time in orgasm. Her pussy and ass clenched around the two rods inside them and warm liquid began to flow gently around Ed's cock. Ed withdrew, realizing he was moments away himself and helped sit the two women up. The blonde was sitting on the other girls' lap, with the cock still deep in her ass as Ed ejaculated. He had had just enough time to move his member up to her chest and began to squirt a surprisingly large amount of cum over her breasts. After five or six full squirts, they began to taper off. Another few smaller ones that landed on the blonde's stomach and around her pubic hair signaled the end of his orgasm.

Andrea was surprised to say the least. There was no way the Ed she knew could have held out that long or for that matter ejaculated that much cum. Perhaps the Invid's changes of him allowed him to more consciously control it.

Either way, real life pulled Andrea out of her thoughts when she realized the show wasn't quite over yet. The taller girl was unhooking the strap-on from her waist, but leaving the actual dildo all the way inside her partner. She then moved out from beneath the blonde and laid her down on the bed. She moved on top of her, straddling her just below the hips and lowered her body so her mouth was at her breasts.

Then, slowly, she began to lick up Ed's cum. Ed at this point had decided to stay out of the action and sat back in a chair, stroking his limp penis gently. He seemed to be enjoying the act that Andrea found rather disgusting. But regardless of opinions the two women on the bed went on. By now the taller girl on top had gained a full mouthful of the sticky cum and moved up so she was face to face with the woman beneath her. She then opened her mouth slightly allowing the cum to exit out her mouth, roll down her chin and onto the blonde's outstretched tongue. The blonde licked it up hungrily as it drooped down from her lovers' chin. When there was no more, the blonde lifted her head up and sucked all the remaining cum from the red heads chin. She then wrapped her arms around the other girl and pressed her breasts against hers, smearing the large amount of cum still coating her chest between the two. Eventually, the two stopped French kissing and the red head climbed off. When she did so, strings of cum hung down from her chest connecting with the blonde's. She had moved back a good foot or two before the strings broke and just hung lazily down from her own small breasts.

Andrea was still rather disgusted but couldn't help being amazed. These two had really gone all out. Where had Ed found them? Andrea stood up, realizing the show was over. Meanwhile, the red head took one last lick up the middle of the blonde's cleavage and licked her lips hungrily before sitting back and leaning against the headboard. The blonde stood up, dildo still up her ass and walked over towards Andrea. She walked fairly normal Andrea thought, considering the plastic device still inside her. "Nice to meet you," she said. "I'm Jewel."

'Jewel,' thought Andrea. 'You've got to be kidding.' But Jewel stuck out her still rather clean hand as far as Andrea could tell so Andrea accepted the gesture and introduced herself. "Andrea."

"Andrea hmm?" Jewel had leaned in closer and her breath smelled of semen. She moved her hand up and ran it over Andrea's still bald head. Andrea cringed as she remembered she was still hairless. She loved her hair. Hopefully it would grow back soon. Jewel spoke again. "I wonder... Are you bald everywhere, like him?"

With a speed that surprised her, Jewel moved her other hand down the front of Andrea's pants and pressed it into her mound. "Well, is she?" The red head asked?

"You bet," came Jewel's respond. Smoother than I've ever felt.

Andrea herself was still too stunned to move as Jewel inserted two fingers all the way into her womanhood. Andrea flinched and was immediately brought back to reality. "Take your hand out or I'll break it off," Andrea said aggressively.

Slowly, but steadily, Jewel withdrew her hand. A look of forced disappointment crossed her face and she moved the two fingers up to her mouth. She licked them off. "You don't taste as good as Kitty over there." She took another taste. "But it's certainly not bad.

Andrea turned to Ed. "Can you ask your... call girls to leave for a bit?"

Kitty spoke up before Ed. "We're not call girls. We offer long term services."

"Long term?" Andrea questioned.

Ed took that question. "I gave these two that protoculture cell I had. They said it'll get me two and a half full months of whatever I can dream up. Not a bad deal eh? Even you have to admit that."

"Two and a half months?" Andrea reiterated. Jewel nodded and walked back over to the bed. She sat down in Kitty's lap, only wincing slightly in what looked like a sudden burst of pleasure thanks to the dildo. "Whatever you can think up?" Kitty nodded this time.

"We do other girls if you're interested," Kitty said with a smile. "You're fee's covered, so why not, huh?"

"Now that's something I'd like to see," said Ed. "But right now I think Andrea wants to talk to me alone. Do you two mind waiting outside?"

"No problem," said Kitty cheerfully and the two got up. Their breasts were still shiny and sticky with cum when the moved into the bathroom together. "Is in here all right?"

Ed looked to Andrea and she nodded. "All right then," Kitty said and went in with the blonde, closing the door behind her.

"So, what's up?" Asked Ed casually.

"What's up?" Andrea's anger was returning. "You left me in the desert with no clothes, no shelter and barely any water. That's what's up."

"Well I got to town really fast so I figured I'd get set up here and you could walk the rest of the way without much problem. Sorry if I misjudged you." Ed got up and pulled on a pair of pants. He then casually pulled on his shirt.

"Don't try to turn this around on me. Bob and I could have died out there."

"Well you're here now and so is Bob I'm guessing. And since you're well enough to yell at me obviously it couldn't have been that bad."

Andrea stared at him, still not believing this was the same Ed she knew from Salt Lake. "Okay forget it. I'll see you tomorrow morning and we'll decide what to do then."

"Whatever." Ed sat down in a chair.

Andrea stormed off, closing the door behind her. She continued to storm down the stairs and out of the hotel lobby. Once on the street, a voice came out of nowhere. "Andrea."

She looked around trying to spot its originator when she realized it had come in her head. It was the same feeling that she got with the Invid brain. She looked around more intently now trying to find the threat when it came again.

"Andrea. I'm not dangerous." It was a female voice. Fairly soft but strong. It sounded very passive and Andrea was inclined to agree with the mystery woman's statement. "My name's Eloi."

'Eloi,' Andrea thought.

"Yes."

Andrea looked around once more. No one was nearby. "Who are you?" she asked.

"The creature that attacked you was one of my companions. Slig is his name."

"So what, you've come for revenge?"

"No of course not," assured the passive voice. "I've come to apologize. He can be most trying sometimes. Would you be willing to meet with me?"

"What for?"

"To discuss reimbursement."

"Reimbursement?"

"Indeed," came the response.

Andrea's curiosity was already getting the best of her. First the weird lizard like Slig and now some telepath. She couldn't resist the temptation. "Ah, good. We'll meet you just to the East of town," answered the voice in Andrea's head before the question was asked.

Andrea stopped in her tracks and turned to face East. She began walking.

About twenty minutes later Andrea found herself in desert once more. She located a large rock and sat down to wait. It was only a few minutes before she began to hear a noise from her left. It sounded like machinery. Andrea turned and saw a large metallic man walking up a sand dune to approach her. His face was normal however and he looked to be about 60 years old. The rest of his body was like an incredibly strong metal machine. He stopped beside her and spoke. "You're Andrea?"

She nodded. He had a deep articulate voice.

"My name's Jean. Yes that's French and I don't want to hear any jokes about it understood?"

"Why would I joke about...?" He interrupted her.

"Never mind that. Come on." He turned back around and walked back in the direction he came from. Andrea followed.

"Where are we going?"

"You ask a lot of questions." He said plainly. "We're going to meet Eloi and the others. You look kind of skinny. Are you sure you're up to the walk? It's nearly a full hour away."

Andrea nearly laughed out loud. Before she got her cyclone she walked 12 hours a day without problem. "I think I'll manage, thanks."

"You do have a nice body though. That's one thing I gotta say about the women nowadays. A lot of 'em have nice bodies."

"Uh, well thanks."

"Don't thank me, thank your parents."

"Uh huh." Andrea wasn't sure what to make of this guy. "So who else is traveling with you?"

"Well, there's Eloi. Slig I hear you've met. And lastly there's Mona. Make sure you don't get startled when you see her. She doesn't like it when people freak out."

"Sure."

They walked in silence for a while then Jean spoke again. "How come you never say 'sir?'"

"When? Why would I?"

He seemed slightly aggravated. "It's called respect for your elders. The word 'sir' is a sign of respect."

"I think I can respect people fine without saying some stupid word all the time."

Jean gritted his teeth down but tried more or less to stay under control. "We'll have to work on that I guess."

Andrea decided to leave it at that and continued to follow him in silence. A long walk later, they arrived at a small camp. There was remnants of a fire and Slig was lying down beside it.

"Hey, Slig," Jean said. "Wake up." Slig opened his eyes lazily and spotted Andrea. It moved into an aggressive pose. Andrea made a note to try and remain un-provocative. Jean spoke again, "No, Slig. Eloi invited her here. We're not supposed to hurt her."

"Tassssssty human hurt sssssslig." It spat on the ground and looked at her menacingly. It seemed to be pretty much healed from the gunshot wound. Andrea tried not to look nervous.

"Where's Mona and Eloi?" Asked Jean.

"Ssssssomewhere... Be back sssssoon."

Jean nodded and sat down. Andrea did the same, keeping a fair distance from Slig. She mentally checked that her gun was in fact on her belt. It was.

After an exceedingly long few minutes, Jean spoke. "Well they're about to come up. I should probably warn you that a lot of people find their appearances sort of startling. Try not to freak out like all the other girls have."

"I don't 'freak out' all the time you know." Andrea was getting sick of his rather sexist attitude."

"All women do. It's in their blood."

"What? And all men are strapping hunks of muscle I suppose huh?"

"Of course not," Jean said matter of factly. "We just don't all freak out all the time. And some of us can even lift our own body weight."

"Yeah, if you're muscles are made of metal you can." Andrea was getting pissed off. She was stronger and in better shape than 90% of the guys she had ever met. This guy was some kind of crackpot.

Jean was standing up and about to escalate the argument further when Mona and Eloi came into view. And Andrea was startled. And freaked out. But to her credit she didn't show it. Mona was basically a female sasquatch. She was covered in long orange hair, head to toe. She didn't bother wearing clothing, but the hair more than covered everything. Eloi was even more startling. She had an incredibly frail body. It looked as if any kind of physical activity would severely drain her. Her head was huge and she had large eyes, a small nose and a very un-detailed mouth. She spoke in Andrea's head once more. "Welcome."

"Uh... Hi. Nice to meet you," Andrea said with a smile..

"I'm Mona," the seven foot tall woman said.

"So I gathered. I'm Andrea." She put out her hand and Mona took it squeezing it painfully in a hand shake.

"So I gathered," said Mona almost rudely. "You the bitch that shot Slig?"

"He tried to eat me." Andrea gestured to her bandaged arm.

"You still didn't have to shoot him."

Andrea instinctively put her hands on her hips. She did it whenever she was in a situation that may degenerate into fighting. It gave her a quick draw for her gun and was a fairly balanced position. Eloi obviously caught on and stared at Mona strongly. Presumably she was speaking to her telepathically. After a short while, Mona merely walked away and joined Jean.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person Andrea. I'm glad you came."

"Well, I guess that's the explorer in me. I always want to know what the score is with people I meet."

"Ah yes, a most admiral directive. Come, walk with me." She began walking slowly away from the others. Andrea joined her. She found she trusted her quite implicitly despite the derogatory actions of the others.

"I apologize for my friends. They were rather upset when they found out Slig had been shot."

"He tried to..."

"Yes I know. Do not concern yourself, you did what you must. He's nearly healed now so no serious damage was done. But I wanted to offer my services. I have a ship, a short distance from here. In it is some fairly advanced medical technology and I could repair the wound on your arm. There would not even be a scar. While I'm at it I could perform any other medical service you require."

"Like what?"

"Like replacing your hair for instance. I know you don't like the bald look. I don't care for it much myself," Eloi said as she stroked her own bald head.

Andrea was hesitant. She trusted Eloi, but not the others. What if something went wrong?

"Do not fear, Andrea. I am the leader of this particular group. The others listen to me."

"Well, it sounds like a nice offer."

"Is that a yes?" Eloi asked carefully.

"I think so, yes."

"Excellent. So what all would you like done?"

"Umm... Well the arm obviously."

"Obviously."

"The hair would be good. And eyebrows of course."

"Would you like it your previous length and color?"

"If you can, sure."

"And what of your body hair? Many women shave their legs and armpits. If you like, I could permanently stop hair from growing in those locations. Unfortunately that has a side effect of making the hair on your head grow slightly faster but the difference is miniscule."

"Wow. Sure, that sounds good. And um..." Andrea paused, a little unsure of how to ask.

"Your pubic hair."

"Yeah. If you could..."

"Of course. I will leave you, what I suppose is referred to as a 'landing strip' but the rest I can remove."

"Thanks."

"It is no problem. Is there anything else? Bigger breasts? Longer legs? Slightly altered facial features? I could even stop you from becoming pregnant for a time of your choosing."

"You can do all that? That's insane."

"No I assure you it's all quite sane."

Andrea smiled. It was obviously intended as a humorous remark. "Well I don't want any of that other stuff done. I like my body how it is. I'm not a big fan of that type of alteration after dealing with the Invid a few days ago.. But if you could stop me from getting pregnant for a while that would be convenient. You're sure it's safe?"




Invid Invasion Ch. 04



"Oh it is not even an operation. Simply a harmless chemical that would stay in your system for the desired length of time. There are no side effects at all. Would five years be a good length? You may have changed your mind about pregnancy by then."

"Um, yeah. Sure." Andrea suddenly had the image of her standing at a booth in a market ordering all of this. It seemed vaguely ridiculous that she was able to make all of these fairly complex, yet basic changes. Eloi cut into her thoughts once more.

"If you would lie down here I will place you unconscious and return you to my vessel. It will be much simpler that way. Some people find the transport rather disturbing."

"I see..." Andrea became hesitant again. She didn't want to be knocked out in the middle of the desert. But again, she felt an overwhelming urge to trust this person. She nodded her head and gently lay down in the sand. With barely a moment to spare, her world faded to black. 

* * * *

Andrea awoke to an open sky, feeling extremely refreshed. She was still lying in the sand and briefly thought that nothing had happened. She sat up and saw Eloi in front of her and then touched her head. There was hair again, she realized rather ecstatically. And it felt exactly as it had before. "So everything went fine?" Andrea asked cautiously.

"Of course," came the response, once more in her head. Andrea was starting to get used to it.

"You won't get pregnant for five years (give or take a month or two) and the rest of your hair won't grow. I also took the liberty of removing your bandage. It was dressed quite skillfully. Tell your doctor I was quite impressed."

Andrea looked at her arm. As promised there was no scar. "Well thanks for doing all of that."

"It was my pleasure. I enjoy helping the more advanced people out there."

"Advanced, huh?" Andrea stood up and brushed the sand off her clothing.

"Oh yes. You have a great deal of potential. But if I may make an observation?" Andrea nodded for her to go on. "Be weary of Ed. He is not the same as he used to be. And as for Irene, stop being close minded and take her along. She could be quite helpful to you. The Invid are not all bad you know. After all, they gave me the ability to heal."

Andrea sighed, realizing that Eloi was right. Irene had already proved useful and Ed was becoming less and less trustworthy. "Well, thanks again. I've just got one last question..."

"Why do we look like this? It's quite simple really. A number of years ago, the Invid changed us."

"And you're not mad at them?"

"Oh no, quite the contrary. We all thanked them. Not everyone can read minds you know. But, as you are about to say, you had best get going. I'm sure our paths will cross again in the near future. But you had better return to town. You have been unconscious a few hours now."

Andrea nodded. Despite her unawareness of the last few hours she felt surprisingly calm. She felt good that she could still trust strangers and that they would not disappoint. She nodded an appreciation to Eloi and began the hour or two walk into town. She felt great. 

* * * *

Upon reaching town her first stop was the jeep in which Bob had spotted Irene. Sure enough, the Invid was still sitting there, rather impatiently looking towards the hotel. Andrea easily came up beside her and tapped on the window. Irene jumped, rather startled then turned to see Andrea and happily opened the passenger door. Andrea climbed in.

"So you've been spying on us?" Andrea asked her rather directly.

"Well, um... yeah. I thought I would. Sorry." She seemed saddened at upsetting Andrea.

"You uh... You still want to come with us?"

Irene continued her saddened state. "Yeah."

"Okay."

Irene looked up at Andrea to make sure she was serious then her face brightened immediately. She leant over and hugged her strongly. "Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you."

"Well, it's no problem. I should have let you travel with us as soon as you asked."

Irene smiled again. "So can I stay in the hotel with you?"

"Sure, why not."

"What about in the same room?"

"If you want..."

"Can we have sex then?"

Andrea coughed in surprise. "No, I don't think so Irene."

"Oh... well at least I'm coming with you now. Maybe you'll change your mind later." Irene's happy spirits seemed to have no limits. Andrea got out of the car, humoring the Invid while she did so.

"Maybe."

Irene got out as well and moved over to Andrea so they were walking side by side into the hotel. The two went up the stairs and into Bob's room. He sat waiting there on the chair. The coyote was happy to see her and took an instant liking to Irene. Irene went over to pet it.

"Ah... A... Andrea. I was beginning to get w... w... worried."

"Thanks, but I'm fine." Bob was watching Irene, suspiciously.

"Hi, Bob." Irene said cheerfully. "I'm traveling with you and Andrea now." Bob looked to Andrea for confirmation. Andrea nodded.

"I'll explain later," she said.

"I... I certainly hope so. You can explain t... the hair as well." He got up from his chair. "W... Well I booked my self a room next door so I'll just b... be going now. Should I get another for Irene?"

"No, she wanted to stay with me."

"I'm going to try and get her to have sex with me," Irene said to Bob plainly. Andrea just sighed mentally.

"I... I see. Then I will definitely be g... going right away. If you need me I'm just o... over there." He pointed to one of the walls and quickly made his exit.

"So..." Irene said, trying to instigate conversation. 

"So..." Andrea said thinking. She decided it best to go into a lecture. "You don't have any more plans of killing people right?"

She shook her head negatively. "I still feel really, really bad. I thought they were all coming back. But no more killing. I won't even hurt anybody!" She spoke as if that was somehow a bonus. "Well... unless they try to hurt me first."

"I'm glad to hear it." Irene sat down in a chair and stared at Andrea inoffensively. Andrea went to the bathroom. "I'll be back in a bit okay?"

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to have a shower."

"Really? Can I join you?" Andrea stared back. It was an obvious no. "Well how about I just watch then."

"If you want, sure, whatever."

Irene quickly got up and followed her into the bathroom. She sat on the sink and simply stared as Andrea undressed and went into the shower stall, closing the tinted glass door behind her. The shower itself was kind of mucky and the water was probably only as warm as the temperature outside but the water itself was clean and it felt good nonetheless. It was easy to forget about Irene through the shower door. Andrea let herself relax in the warm water for a good half an hour before shutting it off and stepping out of the stall still soaking wet. Irene was still sitting on the sink and held up a towel. Andrea went to grab it but Irene held on tight. She smiled.

"What?" Andrea asked cautiously.

"Well I went to the trouble of getting this for you so I was thinking maybe you could do something for me too."

"Like what?" Andrea said only slightly annoyed.

"Umm... How about if you let me kiss you three times anywhere I want?"

Andrea laughed. She sure wasn't giving up.

"Three times, anywhere you want? No, I don't think so." She started to leave the bathroom but Irene grabbed her arm gently.

"Wait. How about two times then..." She sensed that she still wasn't getting the upper hand so she made an amendment. "And just anywhere above your waist."

Andrea sighed. "Okay, fine."

Irene got up and pressed herself hard against Andrea. She wasted no time as she pressed her soft, full lips to Andrea's own set and kissed gently, enjoying the sensation and trying to make the kiss last as long as possible. Her hand moved down to Andrea's breast and squeezed. Andrea broke the kiss and pulled away. "Fondling wasn't part of the deal."

"Oh. Okay." Irene pulled back a bit. "Can you move your hand up?" She asked politely.

"Why?"

"Because it's below your waist silly."

Andrea smiled when she realized the next one wasn't going to be to her breasts and gladly lifted her hand. Irene moved her lips to her palm and kissed her sensually, letting her tongue run across the nerve endings. Andrea found herself getting aroused but after a short while the sensation faded and Irene pulled away handing her the towel. Andrea used it to dry off then wrapped it around her waist. She exited the bathroom topless.

"You do have really nice breasts." Irene added

"So you've said. Let's talk about something other than sex though okay?"

"Ummm... sure. How about sports?"

Andrea sat down in the chair at the table and Irene sat in the other one. "Sure," Andrea said.

The next hour and a half was spent listening to a large ramble about Irene's interpretation of soccer. Andrea found herself smiling and nodding through most of it. Finally, Irene talked herself out and went out to 'get some food.' Andrea took the time to lie back in the bed and rest. It had been a long day. And she still had to figure out what to do about Ed.

Perhaps he could be given another chance. She'd let him stay for a while, but he'd have to be careful not to overstep his bounds. She'd be watching him.

End, part 4.

Next: We take a break from mutants and alien invasions to see what happens when Andrea and company get involved in a rousing game of strip poker.



Invid Invasion Ch. 05



A short note: This chapter is focused largely on sex and I'm not sure if I should apologize for that or not. But I've tried to keep the characters developing as well so hopefully I succeeded. Also, lately there has been a lot of lesbian sex in Invid Invasion. What do you faithful readers think? Do you want more of it? Or more straight sex? Or do you like how it's going so far. As of right now I plan on keeping it fairly 50/50. But that may changed based on feedback.

Invid Invasion Chapter 5: "A Brief Interlude"

"Andrea looked at her cards. 'Damn,' she thought. 'King high.' She waited as the others gathered around the picnic table lowered their hands. Looks like she had the worst set. She sighed and moved her hands down to her waist. She gripped the bottom of her tank top tightly and lifted it over her head.

"Well I guess I'm off to a good start," she said as she tossed the shirt behind her. Her naked breasts giggled slightly as she did so.

Ed had requested a days rest since the group had been on the road for nearly two weeks. They were at a roadside rest stop anyway so Andrea didn't see the harm, and frankly thought the same herself so she easily agreed to the idea.

The next thought had belonged to Kitty. They were sitting around eating breakfast when she suggested they play a game of strip poker. Andrea surprised herself by agreeing to play rather quickly. After all, she'd never played that particular version of poker before. Everyone else eagerly embraced the idea as well (minus Bob of course). Bob decided to take a trip to the ocean with her coyote instead. They had been driving next to the giant body of water for a few days now but had yet to pay it a visit.

Kitty dealt the next hand of cards and Andrea looked at the results. She tried to keep the poker face on as she replaced two cards in her hand. She ended up with a pair of twos. She sighed as she lay them down on the table. As expected, she had lost again. Two losses in two hands. "What is this, rigged or something?"

Irene quickly responded. "Mmm, I hope so." 

As usual, Irene stared unwaveringly at Andrea's breasts as the other woman frowned and bent over to take off her boots. She then tossed them behind her to go with the shirt.

Andrea took a moment to look around the table. There wasn't much eye candy as far as she was concerned. But Ed on the other hand, must be having a great time. It was Irene, Kitty, Jewel and herself for the women. Only Ed for the guys and frankly (unlike his female companions), he wasn't much of a looker.

Andrea didn't care much though as she pulled up a high straight. "No new cards," she said with a smile. To Ed's dismay, he was the loser this round and he took off his T-shirt.

The game went on like this for some time until everyone but Irene wore only his or her pants. Irene still had yet to be defeated.

"Am I doing good?" She asked, as her next hand forced Andrea to discard her last garment. She stood up from the table and hooked her thumbs in the waist of her pants. In one motion, she pulled them down and off her bared feet. She then tossed the clothing behind her to join the rest of the pile. She sat back down again.

"Yeah I'd say you're doing okay." Andrea turned to Kitty. "So what now?""Now, if you lose again you have to do whatever the winner says." Kitty smiled widely at the idea. As did Ed.

"I see," Andrea said hesitantly. She was debating whether or not she should back out while she was ahead. But the debate was ended for her as she found new cards in front of her. Three of a kind. Well she definitely wouldn't lose this round.

Irene placed her cards on the table. "All red, I win again." She smiled happily and Andrea was about to concede the victory when Jewel spoke up.

"You have two suits there. That's not a flush."

"Two suits?" Irene asked.

"Yeah. Hearts and Diamonds. It's only a flush if you have all hearts or all diamonds."

"Oh." She looked back at her cards. "Then I have a ten."

"Well, I guess she can lose," Kitty said relieved.

"Guess so," Ed added. "Looks like it's your turn, Irene."

Irene frowned. "But I only have one pair of clothing."

"That's a shame,' joked Jewel.

Irene put up no real fuss however as she opened up the top of her skintight body suit and peeled it off. Even Andrea watched intently as Irene twisted her hips out of the tight clothing and pulled it off her long toned legs.

Kitty shifted in her seat and crossed her legs in an obvious attempt to keep her arousal in check. After an eternity, Irene finally finished and sat back down, butt naked. Jewel dealt the next hand.

This time it was she who lost and she eagerly discarded her pants. Ed was next and finally Kitty lost the next round. She smiled at Andrea before pulling off her pants and chucking them at the other woman. Andrea adeptly ducked out of the way and let them fall on top of her own discarded clothing.

"Well, isn't this interesting," Jewel said as she looked at everyone's naked state. "We're all even again."

"So it would seem," said Kitty.

"Disappointed?" Asked Andrea.

"No, not at all." Jewel said as she dealt the next hand. "Quite the opposite in fact."

Andrea sensed a little more hesitation though, now that the stakes had been raised. She sighed in relieve after looking at her two pair. She didn't have to worry much this hand.

Ed smiled as he lay down his straight. "So who's the victim?" He asked, gloating.

It turned out to be Irene as she put down her ace high. "I guess it's me," she said with a smile. "So what do I do now?"

Ed thought about it for a while. "Hang on, I want to make it a good one. It's not every day I get to tell the sexiest woman I've ever met what to do." He turned to the rest of the table. "No offense to you guys of course."

"Oh no, I agree," Jewel said.

Irene squirmed slightly while Ed thought about it. "Okay, I've got it," he said. "I want you to get up on the table and masturbate in front of everyone."

Irene thought about it for a moment. "For how long?"

"Until you cum," Ed said, simply.

"Okay," Irene said fairly happily and climbed up on the table. She got on all fours and paused like that to let every get a good look at her curved ass, her skinny waist and her large firm breasts hanging between her arms.

She then sat back on the back of her thighs and grabbed her tits. Gently, she rubbed them with flat palms before pressing her hands harder into them. She pinched her nipples and let out a surprised, "Ooo," as she felt the sudden pleasure her touch brought.

Across the table, Andrea saw the two other women grow more squeamish. Their nipples started to get hard with arousal. Meanwhile, Ed was obviously growing erect.

Irene repositioned herself so she was laying on her back with her legs spread. Her crotch was aimed directly at Andrea. Irene obviously wanted her to have a clear view of the action and she wasted no time as she silently plunged two fingers into her pussy.

Irene slowly worked the fingers in and out. Her hips gyrated slowly with the motion. After a few more minutes, Andrea began to hear a quiet squishing sound emanating from Irene's nether lips. The sound raised in volume as Irene began to moan quietly to herself.

A small collection of Irene's white pre-cum collected at the opening to her sex. The liquid started to froth up at Irene's continuous movements of her fingers. She moaned more loudly as the frothy liquid got rubbed into her fingers and swollen lower lips.

She gasped while simultaneously inserting her two fingers all the way inside.

Then, she came. Andrea saw her pussy contract tightly around her fingers. Meanwhile, a slightly clearer, but thicker liquid oozed slowly around her digits and flowed down towards her ass.

She moaned loudly once more and withdrew her fingers from her pussy. She sat up straight and Andrea looked from her breasts to her flat stomach, now coated slightly in sweat. Irene stared directly at Andrea as she spoke. "Want a taste?" She asked, holding her two sticky fingers out. Some of her cum was stringing across the two slightly parted digits in an upside down arc.

Jewel spoke up after Andrea's hesitation. "Well I can't speak for Andrea, but I'd love one." Irene smiled at Andrea's still stupefied expression and turned to Jewel. The other woman eagerly took Irene's fingers into her mouth and cleaned them off. "Mmm, delicious," she said as she sucked on them one last time.

"Thanks," Irene said and then went back to her old seat beside Andrea. She leaned over and spoke quietly. "Did you like it?"

Andrea turned back to look at Irene. "Well it was different, I'll give you that."

Irene smiled. "I think you liked it," she said as she reached over and pinched Andrea's rock hard nipples.

"Hey, hey, cut that out you two," Kitty said, noticing the pinch. "Not unless the winner tells you too." And with that, she dealt another hand.

Andrea looked at her cards. 4,5,6,7 and another 4. She could give up the low pair for a shot at the straight. She decided it was worth the risk and put down the second 4. "One card," she said to Kitty. Andrea picked up the new card hesitantly. Her gambit had not paid off. She picked up a 2. "Damn," she said.

"That good, eh?" Kitty said as she lay down her hand winning three kings.

"That good," Andrea repeated, showing her terrible hand.

"Ha," Kitty smiled intensely. "You're mine this round."

"What are you going to do?" Andrea asked nervously. She felt butterfly's in her stomach.

"Don't you mean, what are you going to do?" Andrea blushed but Kitty went on. "Let's see. You see that sign post over there?" Kitty was referring to the obvious rest stop sign sitting on top of about a five-foot metal pole. It was only a few feet away from the picnic table. One would have to be blind not to notice it.

Andrea nodded hesitantly.

"I want you to do your own little erotic dance routine. And I want you to finish by using the pole to get yourself off." Andrea stared back wide eyed. "Come on," Kitty persisted. "I've never seen such a hot girl do anything like that before."

Andrea appreciated the compliment but continued to think it over. This game was getting pretty serious now. Kitty looked back at her asking politely with her eyes. "Why not, right?" Andrea said the words but inside she was nervous as hell. Kitty moved to sit on the edge of the tabletop so she would have the best view and Andrea began to walk towards Kitty, sexily. She wriggled her hips as she walked forward and stopped just before the other woman.

Andrea figured if she was going to do this she might as well make it a hell of a show. She knelt down and pressed her tongue to Kitty's belly button. She then dragged her wet organ up the center of Kitty's body, taking a little extra time as she passed the sternum between the other woman's small breasts. She continued upwards, dragging her tongue along her neck until eventually she pulled away at her chin. Kelly had closed her eyes and moved her chin forward when Andrea broke contact, trying to extend it a little longer.

Andrea moved away, disappointing Kitty. She walked backward keeping eye contact with her chief audience member. Andrea still couldn't believe she was doing this, but she continued to tell herself that it was just a game. She tried to treat it as such as she gently backed into the pole and swung around it smoothly. She had had a good amount of gymnastics training and it showed through the fluidity of her movements.

Still keeping Kitty's eye, she wrapped her legs around the pole tightly and pressed the rest of her body against it. Despite the heat outdoors, the smooth metal still felt cold on her cheek, between her breasts and her legs. Andrea thrusted her hips forward slowly a few times. Kitty watched intently as Andrea humped the post.

After a few more thrusts of her hips she decided the tease was over and went back to the dancing. Kitty continued to watch lustfully. Meanwhile, from across the table, Jewel watched Kitty's lustful expression jealously.

Andrea did a few more spins around the signpost and reached to the top of the sign, forcing her breasts to point higher in the air. She used her momentum to jump into the air and wrap her legs tightly, once more, against the pole. But this time her hips and crotch were just below the sign itself, nearly five feet off the ground.

Gently, she relaxed her grip and let herself slowly slide down the pole. She could feel the delightful sensation of the cold metal sliding against her clit. She stuck her legs out in front of her as she neared the ground so that the heels of her feet were touching the grass far in front of her. Her ass ended only a few inches from the ground. Her hands, straight above her on the pole held nearly all of her weight.

Andrea began to hump the pole slowly. Her hips moved from the three inches off the ground to about a foot higher. Then she relaxed and let her hips come back down again, fully extending her arms once more. She repeated the process, gradually getting faster and faster until each motion was practically a pull up. She felt her arousal grow and stopped holding back her moans. However, even her moans developed and grew into primal sounding grunts as she got closer to orgasm.

Kitty sat up straight as Andrea finally came loudly. She was clutching the pole tightly as her orgasm took her. She used all her strength to hold herself tightly against the post throughout the length of her orgasm. She finally caught her breath and slowed her breathing. She pulled away from the metal and noticed a trail of liquid flowing down the pole as she went back to the table and sat down. She was still flushed bright red.

"Wow," Kitty said. "That was really hot."

"Thanks," Andrea said sheepishly. "So next hand?"

The results of the next hand gave a close win to Irene and a clear loss for Kitty. She waited patiently for instructions. Irene took practically no time to decide as she blurted out her orders. "Lick all of Andrea's cum off the pole." Irene smiled to herself at the dirty suggestion. She obviously liked the idea.

Kitty got up almost eagerly, looking forward to finding out what Andrea tasted like. She bent down at the pole and touched her tongue to the metal where Andrea had just orgasmed. Kitty could immediately taste the steel but also tasted the stronger flavor that Andrea had left behind.

She licked up that area of the post a few times and once she made sure she had got it all, she went back to the table. She was all smiles. Irene only smiled and immediately dealt the next hand.

"I only have four cards," Jewel said.

"Yeah, me too," Ed quickly added.

"Oh, sorry." Irene gave them their last cards and everyone looked at their hands.

"Well, well, well," Ed said as he lay down the cards, not waiting for the others. "Lookee here." He had four 3's. That was actually the first time Andrea had ever seen a four of a kind.

Kitty was next to place down her pathetic hand and it was clear she would be the loser once more. Ed knew what he wanted to ask.

"I want you to sit on my lap with my cock all the way in your ass until the hand after this next one is dealt."

Kitty hesitated. "Can we do something else? I haven't had anything bigger than a finger in there for a long time."

"Well, I guess we'll just have to be careful then. Don't worry, we'll take it slow."

"What about lubrication?" She asked.

Ed shook his head negatively. "I like it better without. But don't worry, we'll go slow. It'll be just as good."

Kitty sighed gently and stood up. She proceeded over to Ed and straddled him so that her back was against his chest.

Andrea looked at Kitty as she lowered herself on him slowly. If the size of her slender hips and waist were any indication it would be an extremely tight fit.

Kitty's eyes went wide as she felt the tip of his penis press against her rear hole. She took a deep breath and while holding it, lowered her waist about an inch, thus plunging the head of his cock inside her. She let her breath out and paused there for a few moments. Jewel seemed to be enjoying this almost as much as Ed. "How does it feel?" She asked casually.

"Really tight," Kitty said through clenched teeth. She slowly began to lower herself once more. After about 30 seconds she stopped again. Ed was about halfway inside her now. She breathed deeply and caught her breath. "I don't think I can do this Ed."

"Sure you can, just keep breathing." Ed put his palms on her thighs and gently applied downward pressure. Kelly took the hint and let him move her down more. At this point her rectum was clenching and unclenching regularly, as if trying to force the foreign object out. Ed closed his eyes and held her where she was. He was enjoying the sensation a great deal. She now had about five of his seven inches inside her.

Suddenly, Ed tightened his grip on her legs and put all his muscle into forcing her down the last two inches. "Aaaahh." She said surprised at the sudden entry and quick burst of pain that came with it. "Oh God." Kitty moaned as she felt her buttocks mush tightly against his thighs. It was so deep inside her that she had a sudden urge to throw up, but held back the feeling. Her muscles began working overtime, subconsciously trying to push Ed's dick out of her. Her rectum failed to make any progress except to further stimulate him.

Additionally, Kitty began grinding her hips around trying to find the most comfortable spot. Unfortunately, she couldn't find one so she continued to regularly twitch her hips back and forth.

Andrea spoke up. "Okay, your deal Ed."

"Oh, right," he said and slowly picked up the cards. He took a slow time dealing as well, trying to make his turn last as long as possible. He was sweating now from holding back his orgasm.

The winner of this hand was Jewel, and the loser, Irene. Jewel took some time to think and Andrea was sure she was trying to think of something that would take a long time so as to prolong Kitty's discomfort. Her idea came to her. "Irene, I want you to make me cum."

"Oh, that's easy," Irene said before Jewel had a chance to finish.

"Well there's a trick to it," Jewel clarified. "You can use any part of your body, but you're only aloud to use my breasts to get me off.

"Oh," Irene said. "Well, I guess that's a little harder." Kitty sighed softly, realizing that it would take a long time for Jewel to orgasm by breasts alone. She was in for the long haul. She felt a cramp start in her stomach but mentally tried to force it away.

Andrea moved, to give the two more room and Irene started by laying Jewel down on the table. "Put your hands way above your head and hold them there the whole time, 'kay?" Jewel nodded and did as she was told.

Irene next moved her own crotch over Jewel's breasts. Slowly she lowered her sex and began to rub her pussy over the other woman's breasts. Andrea figured that Irene was simply trying to turn Jewel on with this method and it seemed to be working. But Irene easily got caught up in the feelings she was receiving in her own pussy and increased the intensity of her rubbing.

Irene was now lost in the sex. After about ten more minutes of rubbing her pussy all over Jewel's large shapely tits, Irene was ready to explode. Jewel however was no closer to orgasm. That fact didn't stop Irene from cuming extremely hard. She opened her mouth and moaned loudly as her second batch of warm cum today exited her pussy and smeared itself against Jewels chest. Jewel smiled happily as she realized her plan was working excellently.

Eventually, Irene came down from her high and got off Jewel. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was supposed to make you cum." She giggled to herself. "I'll get back to work."

"No rush," Jewel replied, but Irene ignored the comment and got right back to it. She lowered her full lips to press against one of Jewel's cum covered breasts and began kissing her expertly. Her lips were soon glossy with her own juices and she continued to lap at Jewel's two large orbs.




Invid Invasion Ch. 05



"You know what feels really great?" Irene asked.

"What?" Sighed Jewel. She was enjoying the feel of Irene's lips.

"This." Irene bit down gently on Jewel's right nipple, then holding it carefully between her teeth she pulled upward, extending the center of Jewel's tit a few inches further away from her body.

Jewel moaned and struggled to keep her hands above her head as Irene did the same to the other one. At this point, Jewel was trying to catch her breath but Irene didn't give her the chance. She placed her hands on each round orb and squeezed, massaging them. All the while, she continued to nibble at Jewel's flesh.

Andrea could see Jewel's flat but un-toned stomach moving up and down quickly as her lungs tried desperately to bring in more air.

Irene continued the procedure for at least another 20 minutes, never giving Jewel a chance to rest. She began gasping with each breath. Meanwhile, Kitty's discomfort had returned and she was finally unable to fight off the cramp in her stomach. She resumed twisting her hips around, but with more force. Andrea thought she looked quite sexy with her back arched and her stomach thrust out as she wiggled around slowly. Unbeknownst to both of them, this was having quite the effect on Ed.

Jewel began to buck beneath Irene's tongue as her orgasm grew imminent. At the last second, Jewel arched her back as far as she could and actually ejaculated her cum outwards onto Irene's thigh which was interspersed between Jewel's. "Oh, yes... Oh, Yes... Don't stop." Jewel moaned again and Irene continued the stimulation until Jewel finally came down from orgasm a few long minutes later. "Wow," she said as Irene climbed off. "You really are as good as you look."

Andrea had never seen a woman ejaculate like that before and was surprised at the intensity of it. She looked at Irene's leg, which was completely covered in the stuff. Irene didn't care however as she sat back in her seat, simply allowing the liquid to trail down her calf. Andrea watched as it moved down her leg and collected around the heel of her foot.

Elsewhere, Kitty was getting very uncomfortable and squirmed intensely one last time. That sent Ed over the edge and he came deep inside her ass. Andrea thought she saw a look of disgust on Kitty's face but it quickly vanished for a smile.

"Well, next deal," Jewel said after returning to her seat. Kitty slowly got off of Ed with a wet popping sound but her ass was still gaping open. A small amount of Ed's semen had found it's way out and was trickling around her butt. She ignored it and sat back down beside Jewel. "My deal I guess, huh?" Jewel said as she dealt the cards.

The round saw Ed the victor once again and Andrea found herself with a losing pair of fives. She worried about what Ed might ask her to do.

"Hmm," Ed said happily. "I was hoping it would be you."

"Oh?" Andrea asked carefully. She was sure she would not want to do whatever Ed had in mind.

"Kitty, get on hands and knees on the table." Kitty eagerly obliged. She found herself even more attracted to Andrea than she was before and hoped Ed would make her do something to her. "Alright." Ed said after she had taken the position. His cum was still dripping slowly out of her ass and collecting around her pussy when he spoke. "I want you to clean up all that cum of mine. There's nothing like a good tongue bath after anal sex, right Kitty? So I'm told anyway."

Andrea was about to turn down the request and leave, but for some reason she allowed herself to think it over. She wasn't sure why, but there was a certain look in everyone's eyes that urged her to go through with it. And the request did come from Ed. Despite his actions lately, she still had a desire to please him.

Andrea climbed onto the table behind Kitty and Kitty whispered something that only Andrea could hear. "I'm sorry." But despite feeling sorry for Andrea, Kitty still desperately wanted it. Her nipples hardened once more as she anticipated Andrea's slimy tongue.

Andrea had obviously never done anything like this before. She decided to get right to it and put her tongue as far inside kitty's stretched hole as she could manage. She was surprised at the sudden taste and gagged as it hit her throat. Kitty turned back to look at her. "Start slow. Work up to that." Andrea had already withdrawn her mouth and she nodded.

Getting back to work, she pressed her tongue against Kitty's slit and licked upward, cleaning off the cum that had dripped down. With no where to spit, Andrea swallowed the small amount and felt it cling to the inside of her throat, slowly dribbling down.

Now that the exterior was cleaned up, Andrea licked around the sides of Kitty's still gaping ass hole. She swallowed again and then returned her tongue to work. She decided to press her slick muscle into Kitty once more and let her tongue slowly drift inside Kitty's ass. Kitty moaned softly as she felt Andrea's soft organ sooth the inside walls of her ass.

Andrea lapped at the hole cautiously. She was becoming a little more used to it but still had to hold back the urge to gag. She withdrew her tongue and swallowed another load of jizz. It seemed Ed had cum a great deal once again. She looked back to Ed, her mouth and chin were slimy with cum. "I can't get any more. It's in too deep."

Ed was not discouraged. "Well dig some out with your finger. The rest just keep working on. It'll drip out."

"But that could be a good hour." Ed simply pointed back to Kitty's rump. Andrea gave up the fight and carefully inserted her finger as far as it would go inside Kitty. She moved the first knuckle 90 degrees, causing the tip of her finger to rub against Kitty's rectum. She moaned in pleasure again. Andrea now used her finger as a scoop, trying to get it all out of her saliva soaked hole. Each load she scooped up, she quickly lapped up with her tongue.

When her finger stopped getting results, Andrea lay down on her back and guided Kitty to sit on her face. Andrea's nose was pressed hard into the other woman's crotch and her tongue continued to explore Kitty's ass.

This went on for about thirty minutes. She was getting quite used to the taste and found she didn't mind it so much any more. Finally, Andrea thought she had gotten all of it and moved Kitty off. Her stomach felt full and she went to wipe her slimy face, but Ed lifted a hand. "Whoa there, leave it like that." Andrea shrugged indifferently and waited for Ed to deal once more.

Jewel was the clear victor this time. Andrea found it ironic that the more dominant personalities also won the majority of the rounds. This time, Irene lost.

Jewel turned to Irene and spoke. "You seem to have a bit of a crush on Andrea hmm?"

Irene looked up excitedly. "Are you going to let me have sex with her?"

Jewel smiled. "No, I'll let Andrea decide that later. But for now, I think we'd all like to see a good make out session. You and Andrea can go at it for fifteen minutes. No touching her pussy though."

Irene smiled and looked to Andrea as if to confirm that she was allowed. Andrea's gaze was encouraging and Irene moved over to sit on Andrea's lap. She pressed her body hard into the other woman. Andrea felt her large breasts mash into her own, flattening them as much as possible. Irene put her arms around Andrea tightly and placed her hands on her buttocks. She squeezed as she laid a huge French kiss on the other woman. Andrea could only return the gesture.

Irene's tongue was extremely dominant. It explored Andrea's mouth as if it was her own, licking her teeth, her gums and her tongue. When Andrea felt Irene's hot tongue on her own, she shoved back, trying to return the kiss. Their tongues flattened together between locked lips and Irene squeezed Andrea's ass hard. Andrea let out a high pitch moan through their kiss and flinched slightly at the pleasure Irene's hands were bringing. She tried to take a slightly more involved role and wrapped her arms around Irene's shapely back. She flattened her hands against Irene's lower back and moved them along her skin, exploring the smooth shapely muscles as they flexed beneath the skin.

She tried to shove her tongue into Irene's mouth, but Irene had obviously started playing a sort of game. Each time Andrea would try to find a new route, Irene's tongue would block it, keeping it flattened against Andrea's. Andrea realized she needed a distraction to win this round and thought of what had just worked well on her. She quickly lowered her hands to Irene's ass and squeezed the cheeks. Irene let out her own yelp and Andrea shoved her tongue through. Irene, still playing the game, tried to get her own tongue in front of Andrea's to move it back out again, but Andrea would have nothing of the sort. She continued to press on and explore Irene's mouth. She found the nerve endings behind Irene's lower teeth and the underside of her tongue. Andrea stroked up and down Irene's saliva coated organ, stimulating it as much as possible. 

Irene used her grip on Andrea's ass to lift her up and lay her down on the table. She kept their lips locked the whole way and rested her body weight on Andrea's, feeling the warmth of her skin. Andrea loved the soft feeling of their breasts pressing together hard as their tongues continued their dance. Finally, Irene pulled her lips away. A small string of Ed's cum that Andrea had got from Kitty connected their lower lips for the few inches that they were apart. Andrea was surprised at how good a kisser Irene was. "Does it feel good?" Irene said.

In response, Andrea lifted her head up and kissed her once more. She was on the bottom now which meant Irene's saliva flowed freely into her mouth, but Andrea didn't care. She swallowed it as if it were her own and continued the tongue battle for another few minutes.

Irene moved her hands from Andrea's ass and pressed them firmly against her hips. She then drug her hands up Andrea's body until they reached her breasts and she lifted her weight off Andrea. Andrea moaned loudly into Irene as Irene grabbed Andrea's breasts and rubbed hard. Normally Andrea wouldn't like the rough treatment but in her current horny state it felt incredible. She arched her back, trying to offer more of her breasts to Irene as they continued to lock lips.

Andrea was breathing loudly through her nose as the kiss lasted for longer. She was having trouble getting in the necessary oxygen and had to pull Irene off her face. Again, cum and saliva strung between their lower lips until Irene was about half a foot away. The string broke and fell back to Andrea's engorged lips. "I need to catch my breath," she said.

Irene nodded but had no such needs herself. She lowered her lips to Andrea's collarbone and began to lick gently, using only the tip of her tongue. Andrea moaned again. Irene continued this for a few minutes, moving on to Andrea's neck and then to her chin and nose, licking off the cum that was left behind on Andrea's face. She then licked down Andrea's nose, and slipped her tongue straight into Andrea's mouth. Andrea rolled over so she was on top of Irene and kissed into her again. She could taste the cum that Irene had pulled off her face, but at this point she welcomed the flavor. She moved Irene's hands back to her ass and mashed her breasts into Irene's once more. They kissed intensely for a while longer until Jewel made a sound.

"Uh hum. Times up kids." Andrea kissed into Irene hard one more time and then bit on her lower lip as she pulled away, as if she could take Irene's lip with her. Eventually it was fully stretched out and Andrea briefly sucked it into her mouth before letting it go. She sat up, still straddling Irene. 

"Fifteen minutes already, huh?"

Jewel looked at her and smiled. "Yep. Looks like you enjoyed yourself."

Andrea got off Irene and moved back to the bench. "She's a great kisser."

"Mmm, so are you," Irene said as she got up and took her own seat. They were both extremely horny after their kissing and crossed their legs to try and dull the heat between them.

Jewel spoke up. "So I was thinking this should be our last hand. What do you guys think?"

The general consensus was to agree. In fact only Irene wanted to go on but she gave into everyone else's thoughts. "Well in that case, I think we should make this a special one," Jewel said.

"What do you have in mind," asked Andrea skeptically.

"I think we should have the top two people, choose what the losing two people do. No limits, and it'll be something more intense than what we've done so far. Whoever is in the middle just gets to sit back and watch. What do you guys think?"

"I think it's a great idea," Ed said.

"Me too," Irene chimed in.

"I guess that'd be okay," Kitty said.

Andrea decided to cave into the pressure. "Yeah, okay."

Jewel smiled and dealt the hand. "FUCK," Kitty said loudly after exchanging three cards with the dealer. "Well I guess I lose," she said tossing her cards on the table. She had a king high.

Andrea sighed. A pair of two's and a pair of eight's. She should be okay. Jewel was next to lay down her hand. She had a straight. Ed went next with a flush. Andrea looked to Irene. Concern that she may not be in the clear after all set in. Irene put down a pair of three's and she sighed. But then she followed it up with another pair of aces and Andrea grunted. She and Kitty were the losers. And they'd do whatever Ed and Jewel came up with. This was going to be brutal, Andrea thought.

Jewel smiled widely. "We'll be right back," she said and took Ed with her out of ear shot.

Andrea and Kitty looked at each other nervously. Although inside, Kitty was secretly thankful that Andrea was the one she'd be doing it with. Whatever they could come up with couldn't be that bad if Andrea was naked beside her.

Eventually, Ed and Jewel came back. "So do you two want to hear it now? Or when we arrive in the next town?"

Kitty looked back. "Now. What do you say Andrea?"

Andrea nodded nervously. "Okay then," Jewel said. "We decided we'll give you two your privacy for part of it. I'll let Ed explain the main part of it. Ed?"

"Right, well basically, when we get to the next town, you two are to find a bar during peak hours. Once there, you'll have to invite everyone into a hotel room with you two and let them all fuck each of you once." Andrea and Kitty both stared at each other wide eyed. This one would be pretty intense. Ed continued. "There's more. When each person is finished they have to ejaculate somewhere on your body, not inside. Then, once everyone has had their turn, you two have to clean each other up with your tongues, and swallow it all."

Andrea interrupted. "Whoa, whoa..."

Ed continued. "There's still more. Once you two are clean again, you'll let them each do you as many more times as they want."

"And that's all huh?" Andrea said sarcastically.

"Oh heavens no," Jewel spoke. "At that point, you two will walk back to our hotel room, naked. Anyone you pass on the street that asks for a go will get it. When you two eventually make it back we'll have one final surprise for you. But we'll save that for when you get to the hotel room. But rest assured, we'll be there from that point on."

"Although, we've agreed that we're not going to actually have sex with either of you two. We're just observers," Ed clarified.

Andrea's head reeled. Could they really be serious with all this? "Of course, that could change if you two don't do exactly as you're told," Jewel added.

"So basically you just want the two of us in the middle of a giant fuck-fest." Kitty said plainly.

"Basically," Jewel said with a mischievous smile.

"Well then..." Kitty felt vaguely betrayed by their decision. She had noticed Jewel looking jealous when she watched Andrea. Maybe this was her way at getting back at them. She wouldn't let her. "Sounds like fun. Don't you think so Andrea?"

"Oh yeah," she said sarcastically. "It'll be a bang up good time." Andrea got up from the table and tried not to think of her heavy arousal, or what was to come at the next town. "I'm going to hit the beach. I'll catch up with you all later.

"Can I walk with you?" Kitty said quickly.

"Sure, why not?" Kitty quickly got up and grabbed her clothes. Andrea didn't even bother with hers. The beech was a short walk, and she could come back for them. When Kitty realized Andrea wasn't taking hers, she decided to leave her own behind and jogged to catch up with Andrea.

The two got a good distance away from the others and Kitty spoke. "Sorry about what they made you do."

"Ah, it's all just a game right? No big deal."

Kitty smiled to herself. "It didn't look like you were treating that last part with Irene like a game."

"Well that was..." She thought about it. "That was different. Amazing, but different." The two were silent as they walked on. The sun was particularly warm today and it felt good on Andrea's back. "Is it just me, or has everyone but Bob been hitting on me lately?"

Kitty smiled to herself. She felt a pang of nervousness at that. Obviously Andrea had noticed her feelings to at least some extent. "Jewel certainly hasn't. She's well..." She hesitated and blushed. "She's jealous of a bit of a crush I've got on you."

"A bit of a crush, huh?" Andrea looked to Kitty and she blushed deeper.

"Yeah. I should apologize too because that's probably the reason they picked what they did."

"Oh?"

"She can be a bit vengeful sometimes."

"Hmm," Andrea looked to Kitty seriously. "She doesn't sound like a great friend."

"Maybe not, but she's all I've got, right? We've all got to have somebody to hang out with. Besides, she's even more horny than I am normally so she's always there to let it out on."

Andrea knew all about horny. Since her make out session with Irene her head had been swimming. "Yeah. I guess that's something."

Andrea spotted the ocean up ahead. No sign of Bob or the coyote though. They must have moved to a different spot. Andrea and kitty stepped out onto the sandy beach. The sand here was cool, and slightly damp. The tide must be going out. Kitty fell behind slightly and stared at Andrea's silky smooth back, rear and legs. She was amazed at how attracted to Andrea she felt right now. "Andrea?"

Andrea turned to face Kitty but all she saw was a blur of motion. The next thing she knew she was laying on her stomach with Kitty on top of her, pressing her soft lips into her neck. "Please, tell me you want this," Kitty said, letting her lips hover only millimeters from Andrea's ear. She stuck her tongue out and let it caress the exterior of Andrea's ear, running along its length. Andrea felt a shiver go through her body and her level of arousal actually increased. It seemed Kitty had found an erogenous zone that Andrea herself didn't even know about. Kitty saw the effect she was having on Andrea and licked more, getting closer to Andrea's ear lobe. She took the bottom of her ear between her teeth and caressed it with her tongue. Andrea shivered again and rolled Kitty off of her roughly. Kitty landed on her back and Andrea got to hands and knees. The damp sand clung to her body and Kitty got attracted to her even more. But Kitty frowned as she mistook Andrea's earlier shove to mean that she didn't want to continue. She was proven wrong as Andrea lay her body down on top of Kitty's. The sand roughly scratched against their chests and stomachs. It was almost painful, but neither cared. They were too caught up in each other now. Andrea wiped the sand off her lips and lowered them down to meet Kitty's.

What had come over her? Even after the incident with Keri, Andrea still thought herself completely straight. She realized she had some more thinking to do on the matter however as she pressed her lips against the other woman's. Kitty moaned into the kiss and rolled Andrea over so she was on top. Andrea felt the sand cling to her back now as she wrapped her legs around Kitty's waist. She moved her hands roughly down Kitty's back and pressed them hard against her buttocks. Andrea began to smell the scent of arousal, coming from both Kitty and herself. She realized now that Kitty was the only one whom didn't orgasm during the poker game. No wonder she wanted this so badly. She had been surrounded by sex for hours without any release.




Invid Invasion Ch. 05



Kitty alternated her legs between Andrea's and began to hump her thigh hard. The grains of sand felt rough and slightly painful against her swollen pussy lips but she humped on, welcoming any form of sex at this point. Andrea felt Kitty's own rough thigh press into her crotch and began to hump back, pressing her lower lips into Kitty's thigh as they kissed longingly.

It didn't take long for Kitty to cum with a quiet scream. She bit down on Andrea's upper lip as she continued to orgasm. She wrapped her legs tightly around Andrea's thigh and continued to hump, gently, squeezing her butt each time she made the short thrust. As Kitty came down from orgasm she rubbed her chest against Andrea's slowly, letting the grains of sand roughly simulate their breasts. She lifted her lips off of Andrea's.

"You're not done already are you?" Andrea asked.

"Laying on top of you, I don't think I'll ever be done." She smiled and put her tongue back to work in Andrea's ear. The first touch caused her to buck her hips sharply into Kitty.

"Wow, that's good," Andrea said. "Don't stop."

Kitty obliged willingly and continued her assault on Andrea's ear. She began to use her teeth and Andrea squirmed wildly beneath her. Kitty moved a hand down Andrea's body and placed a finger into her pussy roughly. Andrea gasped and bucked her hips again. She twisted her waist as she did so, as if trying to plunge the finger in deeper. "More," was all she could say.

Kitty briefly withdrew the finger and replaced it with two. She moved them in and out quickly and Andrea approached orgasm. Her pussy let out squishing sounds as Kitty buried her fingers and began to rub the inside of Andrea's body with the tips. "Ungh," Andrea moaned as she felt a third finger go in. She was filled pretty tight now and willfully clenched her cunt around the digits inside her, trying to increase the stimulation. Her ab's clenched tightly and showed her musculature clearly through the sand clinging to her sweaty skin. Kitty moved her mouth away from Andrea's ear and got up. She sat up and brought the other woman with her. Then she withdrew her sticky fingers and turned Andrea around on her lap so that Andrea's back was against Kitty's chest. She then reached back around Andrea's waist and continued to finger her pussy, once again inserting the three sticky fingers.

Grains of sand found their way into Andrea's crotch and began to rub against her insides. She bent forward at the rough feeling now registering a little pain but Kitty moved with her, leaning forward as well to keep their skin pressed together. Andrea moaned again loudly, barely stopping for breath each time she gasped. Her breathing was nearly double speed as Kitty continued the rough treatment Andrea was getting. Kitty took her other hand and slipped it between their bodies. Andrea thought she was going to masturbate herself but instead felt the fingertip press up against her anus. She was about to speak but instead gasped a deep lung full of air as Kitty pushed the finger all the way inside. Andrea suddenly moved from her hunched forward position at the touch. She flung her back backwards, arching it widely at the penetration in her ass.

The sudden movement forced Kitty backwards and into the sand roughly. "Umph," she moaned out loud as she hit the ground hard. Andrea's shoulders were pressing into her breasts holding her in the laying down position while her two hands continued to stimulate her friend. Andrea bucked again and writhed around on Kitty's body. Her arms moved randomly as if trying to grab on to something that wasn't there. Meanwhile, she spread her legs more and curled her toes into the sandy beach. 

Kitty pulled the finger out of Andrea's ass for the first time and Andrea moaned as she felt it leave, but the action was misleading. Once again, Kitty jammed it into Andrea's hole hard causing her to arch her back again roughly. The force of her shoulders on Kitty's breasts dug her whole body into the sand a little more each time she pumped her finger in and out of Andrea's ass.

Again, Andrea was feeling a queer sensation in her stomach but decided she actually liked the feeling. It combined well with the stimulation she was still receiving from her pussy. By now she was sweating so much that strands of her sandy hair clung to her forehead. Kitty dug her palm into Andrea's pubic hair as she continued to thrust the fingers in and out. She then jammed her thumb against Andrea's clit and rubbed it roughly. Andrea twisted again, almost trying to escape because the feeling was too intense. She thrusted her chest out again, displaying her tanned rib cage and flat stomach to the sky.

Kitty lifted her head up slightly and touched her tongue to Andrea's ear once more as softly as she could. Andrea let her head fall back and stretched her neck out along with her chest. Her nipples felt so hard they were painful and she orgasmed strongly. Her pussy and ass froze around Kitty's fingers, trying to suck them inside further. They pulsed around the digits for a few minutes before finally becoming slack again. Kitty removed the fingers from Andrea's pussy and ass. The three fingers out of her sex were completely coated in thick cum. Kitty rubbed her hand off on Andrea's breasts, causing her nipples to shine slightly between the grains of sand. "Wow," Andrea said, not even noticing where Kitty and rubbed her hand clean. "Wow."

She continued to inhale deeply as she attempted to catch her breath. Her chest heaved in and out from the heavy physical activity.

"You're not done already are you?" Kitty said, throwing the question back at Andrea with a mischievous smile.

"Mmm," Andrea said as she felt her holes finally close. Cum was still dripping out of her pussy and down to her ass. "Not 'till you are."

Kitty smiled and rolled Andrea off of her. She climbed over top of her and straddled her smooth stomach.

"How do you get such amazing muscles?" Kitty asked looking down at the other woman. "They're perfect. Defined but not bulging everywhere."

"I don't know," Andrea said hazily. "I exercise every day. Other than that I guess I'm just lucky."

"You've got the best body I've ever seen," Kitty said honestly.

"Nah. Irene's way prettier than I am."

Kitty shook her head. "Irene's a Barbie doll. But you... You're real, and you're... you're just perfect."

"You know, you're not so bad yourself," Andrea said trying to return the compliment.

Kitty looked down at her body. "Thanks. I wish I had bigger breasts though." Andrea gazed at them carefully. They would have been a larger A cup most likely. She reached up and stroked one with her fingertips lightly. The move brought the nipple to attention immediately

"I don't know," Andrea said moving her hand to grasp the one she just stroked. "They feel nice. And you never need to worry about them sagging. And besides, they fit your body frame perfectly."

"Yeah, I guess that's true," Kitty said conceding the argument. "So, are you ready for round two?"

Andrea smiled. "How about rounds two through five?" Kitty smiled back and leaned down once more. She kissed Andrea strongly. 

* * * *

Andrea and Kitty were on their fifth or sixth's orgasm. They had moved into the water and were standing waist deep in the warm ocean. Their legs were interlocked and the two were rubbing their pussies against each other. The water not only decreased the friction but also forced them to take it slower. They were both getting aroused again quickly as they pressed their breasts together strongly. Kitty, whom was slightly taller had her chin on Andrea's shoulder and was breathing down her neck softly. Andrea's head was in between Kitty's sand covered breasts. She also let her hot breath out over Kitty. They both had closed their eyes and were enjoying the slow approach to orgasm.

(Author's note: You have just reached page 100 of Invid Invasion! I had no idea I could write a hundred pages in under a month, while simultaneously working on other projects, but hey, there we are. I just wanted to say thank-you to all the readers that have stuck with me this far! Hopefully you'll be with me for another hundred or even a thousand! Thanks again! [And don't you guys dare forget to mail me :) ] I'll drop ya'll another line when we see page 500 if I ever get that far! Now, back to the story.)

For some reason, Kitty opened her eyes and looked out to the shore. She had to blink strongly to confirm what she saw. A man was sitting on a horse. He had stopped the animal and was looking out at the water where the two were making love. Kitty didn't want to stop though and the man appeared to be no threat so she closed her eyes once more. She didn't want to risk telling Andrea and ruining the mood. 

A good twenty minutes later, the man was still there and the two lovers were slowly getting closer to climax. Every time they felt close, the water surrounding them would ease off the feeling making the next time orgasm approached even that much more intense. Andrea continued to press her head into Kitty's breasts hard as they ground their crotches together. Kitty loved the feeling of Andrea pressed so close against her in such an intimate fashion. It felt almost like they were slow dancing. She was beginning to think that her crush on Andrea may be slightly more than that.

Kitty felt Andrea's throat vibrate against her chest as she grunted loudly, her orgasm finally hitting her. The emotional consequences of knowing how much Andrea was enjoying herself caused Kitty to reach her own peak. She moaned as well as she felt the warmness between Andrea's thighs increase.

Andrea still loved the feel of her cheek pressed firmly into Kitty's breast. She could feel the nipple press into her skin. She also felt Kitty shiver strongly as she came. Andrea soon realized that she was doing the same and clutched Kitty tighter. She slipped a hand into the water and jammed her finger into the other woman's still loose ass hole.

Kitty moaned again louder this time at the sudden unexpected feeling during her orgasm. Her shaking increased as Andrea continued to ruthlessly jam her finger in further and further. Eventually she couldn't get it in any more so she used it, along with the oceans naturally buoyancy to lift Kitty completely off the ground. Her shivering continued as she realized that Andrea's finger up her ass was the only thing holding her off the sand floor. She wrapped her arms around Andrea's neck and continued to moan regularly as her orgasm refused to stop.

The two women were no longer touching pussies however so Kitty wrapped her legs around Andrea's waist and ground her crotch into her stomach, just above the water line. Andrea continued to shove in the finger. She continued to nuzzle her face into Kitty's sweaty chest and Kitty flushed completely red with the continuing orgasm.

Eventually the feeling subsided and she calmed down. She relaxed her thighs grip of Andrea's waist and moved her chest away from Andrea's face. "Andrea?" she said as if she was going to follow it up with something.

"Yeah?" Andrea replied.

"Your finger is still in my ass. And my feet can't touch the ground."

"Is that so?" Andrea smiled.

"It is. Do you suppose you're going to take it out anytime soon?"

"I don't know, do you want me to?"

"Hell no," Kitty said quickly. "I hope you never have to take it out."

Andrea found Kitty's quick response rather funny and began to laugh. The feeling was contagious and Kitty joined in. Her small breasts giggled as she continued to chuckle. The laughter eventually subsided and Kitty lowered her legs from around Andrea. Her butt cheeks clenched around Andrea's hand as she closed her legs. Andrea was back to supporting her weight with just her finger and the water's assistance. A short while later, she lowered Kitty back down, but kept her finger inside.

"Andrea?"

"Um hmm?"

"Try not to be too shocked but some guy has been watching us from the shore."

"What?" Andrea's eyes immediately moved towards the man on horseback and she withdrew her finger from Kitty's ass with lightning speed. The quick withdrawal caused Kitty to fall backwards and into the water. She splashed her way back to her feet again. "Sorry," Andrea said to her. "Why didn't you tell me about him earlier?"

"I didn't want to ruin the moment," Kitty said honestly.

Andrea sighed; realizing there was nothing she could do about it now. "Let's go see what he wants."

"Probably just a free show," Kitty answered with a smile. The two women walked back towards the shore and approached the man on horseback. He was a native by the looks of him. Long black hair tied in a ponytail. He wore no shirt and had an animal skin loin cloth. He was extremely well muscled and he reminded Andrea of a character she had read about as a child. Tarzan, was the name she thought. This man would stand nearly seven feet tall.

"Can we help you?" Andrea asked him rather casually. She noted he was not staring at their bodies. He was careful to maintain eye contact with her.

"I'm sorry, I was planning to take a swim. I didn't expect anyone to be here and was just, rather surprised. I normally wouldn't stay and watch like that but I have to admit, I'd never seen two women... well, you know." Andrea blushed and he continued. "My name is Rolling Thunder. But my friends just call me Thunder for short."

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Andrea." She extended a hand. "This is Kitty." Kitty shook his hand as well.

"A most unusual name," he said to Kitty.

"I could say the same for you," she retorted back, trying to be friendly.

"Quite true I suppose. This is my horse, Jasper." He paused and gestured to a sack tied to the horse behind him. "If you're interested I have some meat we could cook for lunch. I have enough to share."

"Of course," Andrea said. She certainly wouldn't mind spending time with this guy. He was gorgeous. Kitty seemed almost as eager and Andrea caught her staring at his chest almost as much as hers.

A short while later, Thunder had started a fire. "So, tell me about yourselves." He had a curious charm to him that Andrea found hard to resist. He seemed extremely non-judgmental.

"Well I used to be a mercenary," Andrea said. "I did it for a year or two but didn't like a lot of the stuff people would pay me to do so I quit that. I've just been roaming around the countryside since. Ass broke, but helping out here and there."

"Ah, most noble of you," he said honestly. "The world needs more people like you." He looked to Kitty. "And yourself?"

"Oh, umm... not much to tell really. I've been travelling around too but I guess haven't made much of a difference." She smiled nervously. "I bet I've got more money than Andrea though," she joked.

Thunder laughed at her nervous humor. Obviously she didn't want to admit to her day job, Andrea thought. "Myself, I have traveled around with my horse for some time now. I imagine my story is much the same as you Andrea."

Andrea smiled and he put some smoked meat on the fire. "Except I have a mode of transportation that goes a little faster."

"Hah, quite true. But I wouldn't give up Jasper for anything. He's been a loyal friend." Thunder accidentally glanced down at the woman's breasts. "Do you two often run around naked?"

"Not often enough," Kitty said, nudging Andrea as if trying to drop a hint. Andrea got the message and blushed slightly.

"Our clothes are a short walk from here. We knew we were going to the beach and didn't expect anyone to be around. Sorry about that."

"Oh no, don't be sorry," Thunder said. "Quite the opposite. I haven't seen women as attractive as you two are for some time.

"Do you travel around here often?" Kitty asked, changing the subject.

"Oh yes, I love Mexico. I know the countryside quite well."

The wheels in Andrea's head began to turn. They knew they were headed south but had no idea of anything more then that. I guide could be useful and she certainly hadn't met many guys that looked like him. "Maybe you'd like to come with us a while. We don't know the area. We could use someone to show us around."

Thunder thought for a moment. "A most generous offer, but I imagine I'd only slow you down. I'm sure you wouldn't want to travel at the speed of my horse, fast though he may be."

"I don't know, we're not in a rush to get anywhere."

"Hmm, perhaps its worth considering then. There are others with you?"

Andrea nodded. "Four others."

"Ha. Well if they're all as beautiful as you two then I dare not say no."

Andrea smiled. "Well the other women certainly are."

"In that case," he said, extending his hand for another shake. "You have yourselves a new companion. Hopefully I can be of some use."

"Oh, I'm sure you will be," Andrea said plainly.

The three continued to chat easily for a good hour before he finally stood up. The sun was beginning to lower. "I had best take my horse off the beach for a meal. Is your group camped at the rest stop down the road?"

Andrea nodded.

"Excellent. I'll meet you there later tonight. Have a nice evening."

"You too," Kitty and Andrea said in tandem.

Thunder easily mounted his horse and rode off.

"Wow," Andrea said, obviously talking about his figure.

"I've seen better," Kitty replied looking Andrea over.

"I don't know, he's pretty amazing."

She shrugged. "I never liked the Indian look much myself."

Andrea looked to Kitty skeptically. "How could you not?"

Kitty smiled. "I prefer attractive young female's like yourself." She leaned in close and kissed Andrea softly on the mouth. "They're much more fun," she said as she parted from the kiss only briefly.

"Don't tell me you still want more," Andrea said astonished.

"Mmm, with you I'll never say no."

"I may hold you to that," Andrea said as Kitty pressed on Andrea's shoulders to lay her on the sand. Kitty put her hand to Andrea's pussy. Andrea immediately squirmed beneath the touch. "Oh god, I'm so sore."

Kitty laughed. "Take Ed's cock up your ass for an hour. Than you can complain about being sore."

"Point taken." Kitty kissed Andrea again on the mouth.

"You're so beautiful I don't even know what to do with you," Kitty said softly.

"I can think of a few things," Andrea said, becoming more aroused.

"Maybe I'll just stick with the basics."

Andrea was about to ask what she meant by that when Kitty moved her head to Andrea's crotch and licked along her landing strip of pubic hair. Andrea felt the warmness of her tongue and instinctively parted her legs. "You never get enough do you."

Kitty licked at Andrea's slit. "I've never done this properly with you before." Kitty swung her body around so she was laying on top of Andrea with her own pussy pressing against Andrea's face. She continued to probe Andrea's sex with her tongue. Andrea extended her smooth legs and wrapped them gently around Kitty's head. She inhaled Kitty's scent and stuck her own tongue out to taste her lover.

"Wow," Andrea said surprised.

"What?" Kitty said in between kisses to Andrea's nether lips.

"I've never tasted you before." Andrea paused. "Well, the once when I was licking up Ed's cum but I couldn't taste you, just it, you know?"

"Mm, hmm," was all Kitty could say as she nuzzled her lips into Andrea's lower set.

"It's just... It's really good. The only other girl I tasted wasn't like this."

Kitty moved her lips away from Andrea's crotch. "Then quit talking and start tasting," Kitty said playfully.

Andrea smiled and looked at Kitty's pussy. She was obviously very turned on. All her talking must have been an annoyance. Andrea did her best to please the other woman. She placed her hands on Kitty's butt and pressed down hard, forcing Kitty's labia to smear open on her cheek, right beside her mouth. She used her hands to reposition Kitty so the other woman's cunt was pressing hard into her mouth. She then slowly extended her tongue and began to lick eagerly.




Invid Invasion Ch. 06



A short note: We're back to a little more action adventure. This is where the plot finally starts to get going. The previous chapters have really just been introductions. (No, I'm really not lying when I say I can probably tell a good hundred chapters worth of story.) Don't know if I'll go that far but I will if I keep getting messages!

Mail me comments/suggestions at the link below.

Also, I have a special treat for those who send me feedback (positive OR negative - say what ever you want. But the more constructive criticism the better)! I've got 25 or so pages of story I wrote for this chapter that never made it into the final cut because they didn't fit right with the characters. Anyone who wants to read it, just tell me what you thought of this or any other chapter and leave a note saying you'd like to read it. I'll pass it your way. (Warning: It's really just 25 pages of gang bang / minor BDSM sex but it's got a little plot thrown in and also contains a character who will play a more major roll later on but because of the rewrite has yet to be introduced. I'm not going to say whom though!)

And finally a note about the story. The abbreviation "EP" which will come up now and then with the Coalition is simply short for "Energy Pistol." Likewise, "ER" is "Energy Rifle"

Invid Invasion Chapter 6: "Rising Powers"

"It was sunrise. The rest of Andrea's group had yet to awake, minus her and Thunder. She had been outside, starting a fire when he came up behind her. "You want to go for a ride?" His voice was throaty, excited at sharing something he found to be amazing. Andrea eagerly responded and gave up on the fire. The wood was too wet anyway.

The next thing she knew she was on top of Thunder's horse, Jasper. She had never rode one before but her good sense of balance made it relatively simple. Thunder walked along beside her with a hand on the horse's muscular side. Her pet coyote walked on the other side and looked up at her. Although she loved riding, she was starting to get bored with the slow pace. "Can I run with him?" She asked.

"Are you sure?" Andrea was amazed that his question didn't sound at all questioning of her riding ability or judgement. She nodded and stroked the horse's mane.

Thunder went over and spoke in the horse's ear gently. "Be careful, Jasper. She's one of the good ones." The horse snorted, not understanding what was said but it got the message that it was riding with her for a short time. Thunder took a step back and spoke to Andrea once more. "He's all yours."

Andrea gently kicked the horse and it sped up. The three-legged coyote tried to keep speed beside her and did surprisingly well. Thunder used no reigns so she had to guide its direction by pressing lightly on one side of its neck. It made it slightly more difficult to hang on to the animal but she was having fun. She kicked the horse gently again, sending it into a full-fledged run and her coyote started to fall behind. She let Jasper go his own direction as she clung on for what seemed like dear life. After about thirty seconds of galloping she saw Jasper was headed towards a small ravine caused by a stream. It was nearly five feet across and the horse was not slowing down. Andrea looked at it nervously then to the horse. "Whoa, whoa... no jumping..." The horse only sped up. "What did I just say? No jumping." It launched itself over the cleft in the land and came down fairly softly on the other side. Andrea bounced up and down heavily in her saddle. Jasper turned in a long arc as Andrea recovered herself. Jasper simply headed back to the ravine, once again at full speed. "No, no, no, no, no" It jumped over it again and Andrea felt her balance start to waver. She tried to cling on to the horse's thin hair but couldn't get a grip. She felt herself slipping.

"Ahhhhhhhh," she screamed as she fell off the animal. She landed hard on the ground but rolled with the fall. Fortunately, the horse was careful not to trample her. Thunder ran over quickly, concerned as it looked like she was crying. The coyote was already there and had its nuzzle pressing against her cheek. A short sprint found Thunder at her side and his concern eased as he realized that in fact she was laughing. She rolled over and stood up. Pieces of torn grass stuck to her shirt and pants. "That was great," she said, still laughing.

Thunder sighed. "You worried me."

"Well, I may have a bit of a bruise or two but I'll be fine. Can I go again?"

"Um... Of course. But steer away from jumps."

"Ha. I tried."

With Thunder's help she got back on the animal and took off at high speeds once more. Thunder stood still and watched her. His heart stopped as he saw her frame silhouetted by the early morning sun. 

* * * *

It was a few days later. Andrea's party was driving at the horses pace along a paved road. They were nearly at the Southern end of Mexico now and the sun was getting hotter. Andrea was riding Jasper again. The horse had taken a liking to her and behaved well in her presence. Thunder on the other hand was riding in the passenger side of the jeep, currently being driven by Bob. The coyote was in his lap watching Andrea carefully. 

Kitty and Irene were in the back of the jeep watching as well while Jewel and Ed drove on his bike. Kitty looked at Andrea's body and felt her breath catch. She hadn't had sex or even been naked with Andrea since that night about two weeks ago. She was beginning to think she had scared her off.

Irene also looked to Andrea lustfully. Bob had noticed everyone's attention on her and began to think of what it was that made her so easy to become attracted to. It was obviously more than her looks. People didn't even lust after Irene like that. And the strangest part was that Andrea seemed to be oblivious to it all. She didn't even notice the other's advances on her. His attention was taken away from his thoughts as he rounded a corner and saw what appeared to be a military checkpoint up ahead.

Two guards in power armor stood with energy rifles pointed upwards. Andrea grew concerned. She dismounted the horse and told Bob to wait where he was. She walked alone up to the two guards. They did not look inviting at all. They wore black armor with masks that looked like they had their own air supply during emergencies. The masks had a stylized design of a skull on the front of them but still looked particularly threatening. Another skull logo stood prominently on their chest.

"Citizen papers please." One of the guards said.

"Citizen papers? Why have you blocked the road?"

"This is a main entranceway that leads to Trump Towers. Only citizens and registered civilians are allowed inside."

"Well where is Trump Towers?"

The guards looked at each other through their masks. "About 900 miles East."

"900 miles?" She said astounded. "You're a little far from the city aren't you?"

"We're expanding. Now if you would please show your citizen papers..."

"I'm not a citizen."

"Well in that case you and your companions will have to accompany me to processing. We scan for medical conditions, parasites, alien diseases and the like. Then you will be given a physical and issued temporary transportation papers allowing you to stay in our territory for a maximum of three months."

"What organization do you belong to?"

"The Coalition, Ma'am."

"Coalition? I haven't heard of you."

"No, Ma'am. Our organization only arrived four months ago. Now if you would like to continue travel along this road you have to come with us."

"What about the rest of them?"

"If they are continuing to travel with you they must be scanned as well."

"Can they bypass it if they stay with me?"

"Yes, but you are the one who will be responsible and if necessary tried for their actions."

"I see." Andrea looked back to her group. She could trust most of them but she wasn't sure about Jewel or Ed. She gestured them over. "The three of us will get scanned. I'll take responsibility for the others."

"Very well." The three of you can come with me. He turned and began walking through the checkpoint. Ed and Jewel caught up and began travelling with her.

"What's going on?" Jewel asked.

"We have to get a physical and some medical tests to keep travelling."

"But what about the others?" Ed said.

Andrea stumbled. "They picked just us three randomly. They didn't have to scan the rest."

The guard noticed her obvious lie but said nothing. He continued to walk towards a large white building. It appeared to be reasonably well kept. It had the same skull logo painted over the front wall of the structure.

"Inside," the guard said and shoved them through the door with the butt of his gun.

"You wave that thing around as if it were harmless," Andrea said, referring to the weapon he had in his hand.

"I'm a trained professional, Ma'am. Nothing to worry about."

Andrea's wits sharpened. "Your military has only been around four months. If you're this far out you joined what, maybe a month ago? It took me a lot longer than that to learn how to properly fire a gun."

"You have experience with firearms?" Andrea, Ed and Jewel were being led down a long corridor. The lighting inside was dim and security cameras watched every corner. He stopped at a room and gestured for them to go inside.

"I do," Andrea responded.

"What types?"

"Automatic pistols, rifles, energy pistols, energy rifles, heavy weapons... Pretty much everything."

"I see," the guard said impressed. "Have you ever considered a military career?"

Andrea shook her head negatively but it was a lie. She was currently a member of an underground resistance dedicated to getting rid of the Invid. She had been a field member for years. Reporting in and exchanging information now and then. She even had the rank of Lieutenant. Not that that mattered much in a military that did everything it could to keep itself secret.

"That's too bad," the guard continued. "The Coalition is always looking for people of your talents."

"I'm sure they are," Andrea said simply. The four of them were now in the room. It was empty but had open ceiling ports. It looked like the floor was a sort of drain as well.

"This is a decontamination chamber," the guard said. "I'll have to take your clothing and possessions at this point. They will all be returned to you when your papers are issued."

"Uh huh," Andrea said skeptically. There were many times in the past where she had left her weapons with the people at the front and never seen them again. Nevertheless she complied. She handed over her gun belt first and began to strip. The others did the same.

A few seconds later saw the three companions butt naked. The guard left with an armful of clothing and slammed the door loudly behind him. Andrea heard what sounded like sprinklers above her and resisted the urge to look up. If it was about to spray chemicals all over her she didn't want any in her eyes.

Sure enough, the roof quickly opened up with a strong spray of liquid. It was so strong that it nearly knocked her off her feet. Her long curls of hair were instantly soaked and dripping. Her bangs stuck to her forehead and she extended her arms from her body as if that would somehow ease the force of the sulfur smelling liquid. Eventually, the chemical bath stopped and Andrea relaxed slightly. The floor had drained the liquid and the smell was already retreating into the floor.

She turned and opened her eyes to look at Jewel and Ed when she was hit with another stream of liquid. This time it was simply hot water, but it was extremely hot. She cringed her teeth and sucked it up. Jewel didn't fair as well and let out a startled yelp. "It's too hot," she said loudly.

"Tell me about it," replied Ed. "What the hell are they trying to do anyway? Burn our skin off?"

Andrea simply remained silent.

Eventually, the hot water passed through the floor as well and left only steam in its wake. The door opposite of the one they entered through opened. On the other side stood an attractive, pleasant looking young woman. "Through here please," she said diplomatically.

The three travelers did as instructed and left the decontamination room. Andrea's hair felt heavy with the weight of the water and hung straight down her back. Droplets of water glistened over her smooth skin and rolled gently down her body.

On the other side of the door hung three towels. The women handed one to each of them. "Here you go," she said. "You can wear them if you like."

Jewel seamed pleased and didn't even dry herself off. She just wrapped the towel around her breasts and let it hang down to cover her waist as well. Meanwhile Ed and Andrea finished drying off. Ed wrapped his around his waist and Andrea followed his example. She always wore towels like that. It seemed simpler somehow.

Over the next hour or so, the doctor did everything from pulse and blood pressure to the rubber glove. Eventually, she brought out some equipment Andrea had never seen before. It was explained that these were for detecting the aforementioned Alien diseases and the like.

Andrea waited patiently as the doctor used the first one, then the second. She was starting to become rather annoyed that she even had to be tested for something like this. It was when the doctor used the third and final device that she spoke. "Well that's interesting."

"Oh?" Andrea furrowed her brow with the question.

"I'm going to have to do some more tests on you. I've got an unusual reading here." Andrea shifted in her seat. "Oh not to worry. I'm sure it's nothing big." She went over to Ed and Jewel and finished her work there. "Your two can go. I'll need her another hour or two."

Andrea went wide-eyed. "Two hours?" The Doctor only nodded and Andrea stood with a sigh. The Coalition was already turning out to be more trouble than they were worth.

"You want us to stay?" Ed asked in an uncharacteristic tone of good intentions. Andrea shook her head.

"No. You two go back. Tell the others I'll be there soon." She paused a bit and then spoke as if in afterthought. "I hope."

"Okay then, if you're sure." Ed wrapped a hand around Jewel's waist and headed out to the door. A guard to escort him out quickly approached him.

Meanwhile, the doctor led Andrea into a bright and completely bare room. The other women left and Andrea sat down alone. She sat for far too long. The floor was uncomfortable and the cold was beginning to seep through the towel. A small draft of cool air tugged lazily at her hair.

More time passed and Andrea's boredom increased. She paced back and forth around the room until eventually she wore herself out of that as well. She sat back down on the cold floor, her hand accidentally brushing her leg. She marveled at how smooth the skin still was.

She moved her hand back and began meticulously looking for stubble in the way that only those with no other forms of entertainment can do.

The sound of a lock clicking and a stream of light coming through the doorway interrupted her search. A Coalition Captain stood still at the door before cautiously entering the room. Andrea stood up to greet him, far to conscious of the contrast between her toplessness and his military uniform.

"I'm Captain Trent Wallace," he said plainly. He was a handsome looking man, only a few years older than Andrea. He was careful to keep his gaze above her neck and Andrea appreciated the gesture.

"Andrea Robertson." She stuck out a hand to meet his.

"I wanted to let you know that you have been approved but there is a minor complication. You've been red flagged."

"Red flagged?"

"It's nothing more than a caution on your file really." He looked directly into her eyes with a piercing gaze. "Have you ever had any psychic or telepathic experiences?"

"No," Andrea said surprised at the question. After her response she remembered the communication with the Invid and mutants. She hoped he would not catch on to her lie.

"Our scans show some psychic potential. As such, you have to stop at all checkpoints for a brief exam."

"What? Why?" Andrea had no idea what this guy was getting at.

"We don't allow people with developed psychic abilities into our territory. If you were to read our mission statement, you would understand our polices towards such persons."

"I see." 

"Regardless, here are you travel documents." He handed her some papers. "Be careful not to lose them." He looked down at her body for the first time but his expression didn't change. "Your clothing is in the other room. I'll take you there." Andrea nodded and followed him outside the room. A short while later she found herself fully dressed, shoved out the door and back with her friends at camp.

"How did it go?" Asked Thunder when she finally got back. He was on his horse, sitting casually.

"Long... And boring."

"Ah. Care to ride with me awhile? I'm told the town should only be an hour or two up ahead and you could tell me about your adventure." Andrea smiled, about to accept when Jewel interrupted.

"Any chance I can get a ride?"

Thunder hesitated but his courteous side quickly took over. "Of course. Perhaps once we arrive in the city."

"Oh, I have plans in the city," Jewel said mischievously. Andrea's heart sunk into her stomach as the words were spoken. She had forgotten about the lost bet. Jewel smiled at Andrea's reaction but continued speaking. "But we'll do it after."

"After it is then," Thunder smiled genuinely. He was oblivious to Andrea's thoughts and waited for her to climb aboard. After she had got her seat he kicked the horse into a trot and the others followed in the two vehicles.

Andrea pressed her chest into Thunder's back as the horse increased pace. Thunder was too tall to look over so she had to be content watching the terrain go by on either side of him.

She could feel the warmth and security of his back through the tank top. The temperature outside was even warmer however and distracted from the sensation. The air temperature must have been nearing 40 degrees C and the humidity was just as extreme. The whole party was sweating more than their share. Except Irene of course.

"How do you stay so cool?" Kitty asked Irene from the back seat as she dabbed her forehead with a cloth. Irene was riding shotgun.

"I don't know. Is it very hot?"

"Don't tell me you think it's cool out here."

"I guess not. But I don't sweat much normally." She smiled knowingly to Kitty. "Only when I'm doing something physical."

Further in the lead, Andrea had just finished explaining her hours spent in solitude, waiting when Thunder stopped the horse. Andrea leant sideways to look ahead. The town was close.

The city itself was small, maybe 1000 people at most. Big enough for a few hotels and a few bars. Nothing else of interest. "Well, what are we waiting for?" Andrea asked. "Let's head in." 

* * * *

Spirits were relatively high in the group, despite the rather unusual meeting with The Coalition. But as the party moved closer to the town, moods began to fall. Talking fell to a low mumbling and eventually stopped. There were tents around the edge of the town but not of the military variety. People walked the streets but seemed to do so with hesitation. Andrea spotted a number of Coalition propaganda signs before they even arrived in city limits. It seemed The Coalition was doing some serious recruiting and pulling out every trick in the book while they were at it.

The city itself seemed to be well kept. The streets were clean and the buildings had minimal amounts of wear on them. They looked like they had all been recently touched up. Andrea decided to attend to the most important business first after entering the town.

"Let's find a restaurant and a bathroom."

"I'm with you on that one," Thunder responded. He tilted his head in a gesture. "That looks like one over there. Want to check it out?"




Invid Invasion Ch. 06



"Sure." She turned her neck around. "Hey Bob. We're headed to uh..." She looked forward again to check the name of the restaurant. There was none so she turned back around to Bob. "That place over there."

"V... Very well."

Bob proceeded directly to the restaurant, but Thunder and Andrea were forced to hunt around for a suitable place to leave Jasper and the coyote. They eventually settled on a small tree set up in an alley behind the building. "Stay here, Jasper." Thunder said and the horse snorted in acknowledgement. It bent its head to the grass and began working on a snack of its own. 

Andrea spoke to her coyote. "You too. You better be here when I get back." It whimpered agreeably and sat down. It had caught on to the meaning of her tones very quickly. Satisfied, Andrea and Thunder headed around to the front of the building.

"I can't believe you actually got a horse to do as it's told," Andrea said. "It's like ordering a cat around."

"Hah. It was not simple, that's for sure." He paused to open the door for Andrea. "But he's come around well. He still wanders off now and then but I don't tie him as a sign of trust."

It was Andrea's turn to laugh.

"What's so funny?" He asked sincerely.

"Nothing. It's just nice that you want to trust animals. Most people don't care or don't think they're smart enough to deserve it."

"Well I can assure you, I'm not one of them. Besides, your coyote seems quite intelligent." He caught sight of Bob and headed to a large table that the servers had set up. "How are you, Bob?"

Bob glanced nervously to a recruitment poster on the wall. "A little... h... hesitant. I'm not s... sure I like this city."

"It does seem rather -- political," Thunder added as he sat down. Andrea sat down beside Thunder and listened to them talk. Jewel and Ed sat at a separate table, talking amongst themselves.

"D... Do you think it's a good idea for us to s... stay in town long?"

"Bob, I never think it's a good idea to stay in town long." Thunder wasn't watching Andrea as she jumped slightly at a strange feeling. Something was rubbing against her crotch. Her eyes darted across the table to see Irene sitting across from her smiling seductively. Apparently it was her playing footsies. Thunder continued, oblivious. "What do you think Andrea?"

"Oh, um..." She was a little distracted and squirmed in her chair. It didn't escape Irene however and she continued to rub her toe against Andrea's pants, now trailing down her thighs. "I like the break from the road but I could never live anywhere for long."

"Ah, a born traveler, hmm?"

Irene's foot made it way back up to her crotch to press through her light pants and into the lips of her pussy. She was starting to get aroused. "I wouldn't say that." She was still distracted. "I didn't hit the road (nor want to), 'till I was 16. But I guess I haven't looked back since."

"I have been travelling since I was born. My tribe believed in changing locations on a regular basis so as not to damage the animal population. What about you, Bob?" Irene's touching was starting to get to her and she was becoming bolder. Andrea tried to cross her legs but couldn't do so with Irene's foot in the way.

"Oh, uh... T... This is my first time more than 200 miles from home." 

Andrea felt a sudden push from Irene's foot and jumped. "Ahh."

Thunder looked over to her immediately. "Is something wrong?"

"No, of course not," Andrea tried to recover. "I'm going to go to the bathroom."

"Of course," Thunder said, not entirely believing her.

"I'll go with," Irene piped in.

'Damn,' Andrea thought to herself. So much for that escape route. She stood up and walked over to the ladies room with Irene in tow. Andrea entered and Irene followed, closing and locking the door behind them. The bathroom was really just a one person. The toilet was blocked off with a stall but there was just the one. There was a sink and mirror that both seemed in surprisingly good shape. Although the water probably only came out cold. Andrea turned around to confront Irene but found herself practically tackled. Before she knew what was happening her lips were locked tightly with the other woman and her butt was pressed tightly up against the counter that the sink rested in. Irene kept pushing forward arching Andrea's back until her shoulders finally hit the mirror. It was an awkward position and certainly not the most comfortable. But she was more concerned about the lip service she was receiving.

Her head was against the mirror so she couldn't back away from the kiss. She got her arms between them and pushed hard on Irene's shoulders. She didn't take the hint. After nearly another minute of the passionate kissing Andrea found she was getting into it a little more than she would have liked to admit. Irene finally parted their lips and pulled Andrea's shirt off quickly, before the other woman could hang onto it, leaving her topless. The mirror felt cold against her back. "Irene, stop." She spoke hastily before Irene started kissing again.

"Why? I still haven't had sex with you yet." She paused, thinking. "Well, there was that one night, but Kitty was there too. I want just you and me."

"I'm not sure it's a good idea though." She was panting heavily, still recovering from the rather serious kiss. Irene was obviously disappointed. Andrea stood herself up straight so her back was no longer painfully arched. "Can I have my shirt back?"

"Aww, come on. It'll be fun. I can call Kitty in if you want."

Andrea laughed to herself. "No, that'll be okay."

Irene held the shirt behind her and stepped closer, placing their breasts and lips only centimeters apart. Andrea could smell Irene's oddly pleasant breath. "I'm really horny. No one has had sex with me since you did last."

"Well I'm sorry to hear it, but I'm sure you'll find someone."

"I want you." She pouted and Andrea sighed, putting out her hand for the shirt. Irene reluctantly handed it over.

"Thank-you," Andrea said, putting it back on. "You ready to head back out?"

"Um..." She thought about it. "I'm going to stay in here for a bit."

"In here? Why?"

She adeptly put a hand down the front of Andrea's pants. "I'll show you if you want."

"No, that's okay. Um..." She was at a loss for words. "Have fun. I'm going back to the table."

"I'll think about you, okay?"

Andrea forced out a half smile. "Sure, um... sure." She exited the bathroom closing the door behind her. As she leaned against the door to recover herself she heard it lock once more and breathed a sigh of relief. Then she remembered Irene's last words and quickly headed back to the table. "Hey guys," she said as she sat down between Thunder and Kitty.

"Hi, yourself," Kitty said placing a hand on Andrea's thigh. It was well concealed under the table and quickly made its way to her crotch. Andrea grimaced inside.

"Okay, look, I just finished telling Irene that..." A loud crash came from her left and Andrea jumped to her feet. Someone had just thrown a brick through the restaurant window. A voice came from outside.

"How do ya like that ya damn Coalition?"

Thunder quickly stood up as well and placed Andrea behind him. "Stay behind me."

Andrea suddenly got angry. "I can fend for myself you know. I don't need everyone protecting me or hitting on me or something."

Thunder turned around looking worried that he just insulted her. "I wasn't hitting on..."

"I wasn't trying to protect you either," Kitty chimed in.

Irene rushed out of the bathroom, having heard the crash. She was still putting her jump suit around her chest. "Do you need help?" She asked

Andrea said nothing as she worked her way around Thunder to the door.

"Where are you going?" He said a little concerned.

"Outside. Where does it look like?"

"Perhaps it would be wiser if..." The door closed behind her.

"What crawled up her ass?" Kitty asked rhetorically.

Outside, the situation was much worse. Three angry looking and rather large men were standing in a small huddle yelling into the restaurant. "You can't just let them walk over you like that! Stand up for yourself. Show a little backbone!"

Another one added his piece. "Those bastards can't touch us if we stick together."

"What do you three think you're doing?" Andrea asked, stepping into the group of them.

"Mind your business," the first one said.

"It is my business. You threw a brick through the window."

"We're protesting, get lost." The man who spoke now was a little more reasonable.

"And what the hell is throwing a brick through a window going to accomplish?"

He got up in her face. Maybe he wasn't as calm as Andrea had anticipated. "I..." he began to speak but his friend bumped him on the shoulder, interrupting.

"Shit, man. The Coalition's coming. Let's get out of here."

Andrea saw the man's eyes open wide and the three of them made a break for it. A Coalition guard yelled from the distance. "Hey, you four. Stay right where you are." He was obviously talking to the three of them and presumably Andrea as well. Andrea did as told. The others did not, continuing to get further away from the restaurant. "Hands in the air." Andrea did as told, noticing another few guards making their way towards her as quickly as possible. 

They were all wearing the standard Coalition armor, along with their helmets. These helmets were the same as the ones on the two she had seen earlier. They covered the entire face and resembled a skull. Two of the four guards stayed with her. The rest gave chase but seemed to be falling behind thanks to their heavy armor. While one continued running the other stopped and raised his energy pistol. "Freeze where you are. This is your last warning."

The three protesters ignored the man, not noticing his drawn weapon. The officer had had enough. He fired. A short, silver burst of light exited out the mouth of his firearm and struck the man in the rear. He let out a desperate scream and fell over. The shot had hit him directly in the back and had obviously killed him, judging by the hole in his rib cage. Andrea felt disgusted.

The man who had done the most talking of the three fell over with his fallen comrade. He appeared to be fine and as he noticed the hole in his friends back, immediately stopped all attempts at escape. He was more concerned with his comrade. "Oh my God," he said panicked as he kneeled beside the dead man. Meanwhile, the third criminal ducked around the corner, still being followed by the officer.

The person whom had fired ran over to the man kneeling beside his friend and lifted him up roughly to cuff his hands. The soldier still giving chase disappeared around the corner.

"Hands behind your back," one of the officers watching her said. She saw his rank was Private First Class.

"What?" Andrea was trying to understand. "I didn't do anything. I was trying to stop them."

"Sure you were."

"There's a dozen people in there that can verify that."

"We'll see about that. For now, put your hands behind your back."

Andrea frowned and did as told. They cuffed her hands immediately and the private roughly grabbed her arm at the elbow. "Get going." Andrea looked to the other man in hopes that he would be more understanding. All that stared back was the black metal skull. As she was being led off she caught Thunders eye. He had exited the restaurant to witness the proceedings. He was silently asking if she needed help. Andrea gave him a quick negative shake of the head and went with the soldiers. 

As they were walking one of them reached to her gun belt. "And what might this be?" He said, already knowing the answer.

"A .44 Magnum." Andrea said plainly with a hint of distaste in her mouth.

"And this?" He said pointing to the knife.

"What do you think it is?" She said refusing to play along. The soldier was unimpressed. He clenched his hand into a fist and struck her hard in the lower back. She toppled forward slightly from the blow but managed to keep her feet.

"Don't talk down to me, bitch." He grabbed the sheath and knife aggressively. The other soldier was still silent, walking slightly ahead of Andrea.

"Whatever," she said under her breath. She had never had patience for bullies.

The officer ignored her remark and continued walking slightly behind her. Andrea felt the pain in her lower back begin to fade. She would have a bruise there. 

* * * *

After a short walk, Andrea found herself sitting alone in a cell. She was unimpressed to say the least. Half an hour was spent pacing frustratingly. The next half hour she decided she might as well exercise. And then it was back to pacing. Her impatience grew with each minute until after about another hour the door to the cellblock opened.

The 'protester' she had talked to, whom had stopped to take care of his friend came in with a corporal. The soldier dropped him off in the cell next to her and left. He seemed a little beat up, as if he had just gone through an interrogation. He sat in silence for a short while before finally speaking. "Sorry you're involved in all this." Andrea was silent. She still didn't much like the man. He continued speaking after another pause. "Have they done anything to you?"

"Not yet. Just wasted my time." There was silence again. "They will realize I had nothing to do with this right?"

The man was clearly hesitant. "Well... I don't know. Maybe. If they do an investigation, sure. But they don't always spend the time when they have suspects in hand."

"Great," she said sarcastically. Once again, silence reigned. Andrea spoke up after a few minutes. "Sorry about your friend."

"Not as sorry as me," he said. Tears were beginning to well up in his eyes and Andrea thought she had best change the subject.

"Why protest?"

"Why protest?" The man repeated, honestly shocked at the question. "Have you seen what they've done?"

"I just got into town. I met them at their checkpoint before, but that's it."

"You travel a lot?" He seemed to be changing the subject but Andrea humored him.

"Yes."

"Then you know how every town has their own little thing. Their own little piece of pride." Andrea stared back at him, urging him to continue with her gaze. "Ours was the courthouse. It survived the bombings and the looting and the raiders. Somehow it survived. We built the whole town around it." He paused, looking to see if Andrea was still listening. She was. "The first thing The Coalition did when they got here two weeks ago was tear it down and set up their 'temporary command center.' They just walked in here and took over like they owned the place. Said it was in our own best interests."

"Maybe it is," Andrea tried to reason. "We could use a strong military presence against the Invid."

He scoffed at her. "Bah. I haven't seen any Invid in over a year." Andrea thought about the stage five's - The human looking ones. Maybe he had seen one and didn't know it. He continued regardless. "Besides. After they took over the courthouse's spot they started to 'confiscate' other people homes for their officers. Half the town is out of home living in a giant flee infested tent they set up. Hardly the type of people I'd have in exchange for the Invid. Not to mention the casual raping, death and destruction."

Andrea was intrigued now. If the Coalition was this merciless, how did they have any support? How did they expand so quickly? She decided to get as much information as she could. "What's their support like in town?"

"Poor at best," he replied. "But a lot of people join them out of fear. Those skulls they have all over the place scare the shit out of everyone. I imagine it's the same everywhere."

Andrea opened her mouth to ask another question but stopped when the cellblock door opened once more. She watched the guard as he walked purposefully towards her cell and used his key to open the door. "Hands behind your back," he said plainly. She did so and he cuffed her once more. Then, with a shove to the back led her back out the way he came.

"Where are we going?" Andrea asked as she walked slightly ahead of the guard.

"Interrogation room."

"Interrogation room? Don't like the sounds of that."

"It's not for you," he said coldly.

"Oh?"

"You'll see. Take a right." She did so.

A few minutes of walking through the corridors and she arrived at a door. Looking at it for a moment the guard told her to enter and she did. She was instantly surprised to see that it wasn't the interrogation room, but the viewing room. A large piece of glass that she presumed was a mirror on the other side allowed her to see what was going on in the other room. For the moment, it was empty, minus two chairs and a circular table. "What's going on?" She asked, confused.

"You're not up for a little peep show? The guys thought it would be fun to make you watch." Andrea turned to the soldier, now suspicious that she wasn't going to like whatever was coming up.

"What?"

"Let's just say one of your friends offered to 'buy' your freedom."

"Buy?" Andrea imagined the guard was smiling under his mask and was suddenly frustrated that she would never know. A military that hides behind masks was not one she'd liked to associate with. The soldier offered her a seat and reluctantly she took it. He sat down beside her with his weapon out in his lap. He was obviously ready in case she tried something.

Andrea sat for a few minutes, noticing a few scratches in the glass. She found herself wondering if they showed up from the other side when the door was opened for the actual interrogation room. In walked Irene and two fairly muscular looking men. Or so she presumed. It was hard to tell in the armor. She turned to speak to her guard but he put a finger to his mouth in a 'shush' motion. Maybe they could hear her. She knew she could hear them from the sound of Irene's voice.

"So um... In here?" One of the guards nodded. At this point Andrea had a pretty solid idea where this was headed and wasn't sure she liked it. She turned to speak once more and he leaned over and whispered.

"Don't make me tape your mouth shut."

"Are any other people seeing this?" Andrea whispered back.

Again, she imagined he smiled beneath his mask. "Whoever wants to. It's being recorded."

Andrea felt a shudder of anger but held it back. There was nothing she could do now. Perhaps when the soldier gets caught up in the view she can make a move.

Meanwhile, Andrea simply watched as Irene undressed herself. The guards did the same to their armor but chose to be anonymous. They left the helmets on. In a few moments everyone was naked from the neck down. Irene strutted over to the first man, a Spaniard by the looks of his skin tone, and knelt down to her knees. She seemed willing enough, Andrea noticed.

Irene practically leapt on his soft cock. She took his entire soft member into her mouth and began to suck, allowing it to slowly grow. As it did so, she took it out of her mouth and looked up at him seductively. Slowly, she ran her tongue across the head and down the length of him, reaching his balls. Still appearing rather eager, she took one into her mouth and spat it out shortly with a large pop. She then did the same to his other ball. All the while, his saliva slick semi-hard cock rubbed against her cheek. She seemed all to conscious of this and moved her cheek up and down slightly while working over his nuts.

Then, deciding he'd had enough of a warm up, she dragged her tongue back to the head of his cock. She peeled the foreskin back and looked at it briefly before attacking it with her mouth once more. "Oh man, she's good," he said.

"Let me have a try," the other white man said as he gently rubbed his own member along Irene's cheek. Irene noticed it and turned, taking the other man into her mouth. He immediately arched his neck and moaned. "Wow, you weren't kidding." She pulled away briefly with a sexy smile.




Invid Invasion Ch. 06



"I'm the best."

"You sure are, babe," the Spaniard said, lifting her to her feet. He simply admired her body. Her large, impossibly firm breasts curved down to a defined ribcage and stomach. Her arms were skinny and legs long. Her long blond hair rested on her shoulders as she stared back with pure blue eyes. The other officer was walking around her in a circle, admiring her taut butt and defined back. Her legs were slightly askew, allowing him to see just a hint of her pussy, surrounded by thin blond curls.

Irene spoke once more. Her voice was lower, Andrea noticed and much more seductive then usual. "So who's ready for the next step? I know I am."

"Mmm, I want to taste you first," the white guy said as he placed his hands under her armpits. With a show of strength he lifted her, turned around and placed her rear on the edge of the table. Irene immediately caught on and lifted one of her legs so the heel of her foot rested beside her on the table. Her other leg, laid casual out in front of her, the foot not quite touching the ground. This had the effect of leaving her pussy completely exposed. Andrea could see a small white glob of arousal at the entrance to her splayed legs.

"Do you like what you see?"

"God yes," the guard said as he knelt down in front of her. His tongue went straight to her hole and he smiled, as he tasted his first drop. "Delicious," he said more muffled than anything. Irene giggled, causing her breasts to giggle slightly. The Spaniard saw it and couldn't resist himself. Careful to avoid his friend, he took on into his mouth and sucked lightly at the nipple.

Irene squealed as she felt the two tongues on her body. Her nipples were as hard as Andrea had seen them. With her free hand she grabbed her unused breast and massaged it roughly. Her other arm went around the neck of the soldier sucking on her nipple. Her pale skin glistened as she started to sweat. "More," she said breathily. "I haven't cum in two days.

"Oh, two days is it?" The Spaniard said, moving away from her breast.

"Mm hmm," she said dreary eyed. She was broken out of her trance as the man eating out her pussy got up as well. "It's been weeks since I've done it with anyone other than myself. Please. Make me cum." Both her hands went to her breasts now and massaged frantically. She was obviously very aroused.

"Stand up," the white guy said and she instantly obeyed. She was facing the mirror now and only a few feet away. The soldier brought her a few steps away from the table and moved behind her, pushing her roughly up against the wall and mirror as he kissed her neck.

Andrea saw her breasts flatten against the glass. She was only a foot or two away but seemed so distant thanks to the barricade. Her stomach pressed up against the glass too and her cheek looked flushed as she rested it up against the mirror, smearing it with sweat. The guard put a hand on either hip. "You ready now slut?"

"Yes, now," Irene said lustfully. The man took his cue and pressed his average sized cock to the entrance of her pussy. Irene put the palms of her hands flat against the glass to brace herself as he pushed in relentlessly. As he shoved, her breasts and stomach mashed tighter up against the mirror, leaving Andrea with a very unique view. Her hips finally bumped the bottom of the two-way mirror as the soldier buried himself to the hilt inside her. "Ohhhhhh," Irene moaned. "More. Faster. Harder." She was obviously caught up in the sex.

Andrea saw Irene's clit bash lightly against the glass with every thrust in and out that the guard made. Each time, she'd smear the glass with a little bit more of her pre-cum. Her moaning was growing louder and higher pitched as the man moved in and out of her harder. Andrea could tell that Irene was near orgasm when the man pulled out, his cock now slick with juices. Irene moaned in disappointment but was still pinned against the glass. "What are you doing?"

"If you'll believe it," he said. "I've never done a girl in the ass before" He pressed the head of his cock gently to her puckered hole. The skin around the edge wasn't darker like with most people. It was the same color as any other part of her body and the soldier seemed to only find that more attractive. "Nice and clean," he said as he pushed.

"No," Irene pleaded. "I can't cum from there. Go back into my pussy."

"Who said we cared if you came or not? That's not our problem."

He pushed the head of his cock into her ass gently and Irene moved her head from the glass to stretch her neck back. She let out another loud moan. "Slow," she said, her hands still braced her against the mirror.

Andrea saw her body flatten even more against the glass. He was obviously applying a lot of pressure to get into her tightest recess. Her body was sweating a great deal now and Andrea saw the sweat collect in her cleavage. It rolled down her body, squished between her and the glass. "Mmmmph," she grunted. Her light brown nipples pressed into the mirror, trying to extend further.

With a final grunt, the man made it inside her completely. Andrea could still see her thick pre-cum rolling thickly out of her pussy. She stiffly lifted a smooth long leg up and pressed it against the mirror as well in an attempt to create more friction between her pussy and the mirror. Andrea suddenly remembered the warmness of Irene's body and wished briefly despite herself that she could experience it right then.

The white man started moving in and out quickly. As quickly as he had done so with her pussy. Irene moaned and grunted with each thrust but other then that stayed surprisingly still. Finally, after a few more minutes, the man inside her let out a moan of his own. His brow was thick with sweat and he buried his face in her shoulder as he came, pumping his ass into hers as he did so. Irene let out a quiet squeak in tandem with each spurt of his seed as if the hot semen itself was an attack on her rear. He pulled out of her, taking only a small amount of his cum with him. The rest was still buried deep inside her. She desperately needed to cum.

"You're turn man," he said to the Spaniard who had been sitting down to watch the show. The Spaniard was bigger then the first man by a fair amount and unlike his companion went straight for Irene's ass.

"No, I want to cum," Irene emphasized again when she felt the head of his dick against her ass. She clenched tightly, trying to discourage him from entering but he only seemed to take it as a challenge. He blindly thrust himself into her, yelling in pain as he did so. Irene did the same. It was too dry for either of them and with Irene clenching, impossibly tight around him it only served to hurt both participants. The Spaniard stayed inside her however, trying to grow accustomed to the tightness.

The previous mans sperm was coating the insides of her thanks to her clenched muscles spreading it around and it made it slightly easier to move. He shoved more of himself inside her and they both moaned in pain once more. "Oh, man. Loosen up will you?"

"No!" She was obviously in a stubborn mood. "Fuck me in the cunt, you cunt."

Andrea nearly laughed at the rushed insult but managed to keep herself under control. Unfortunately for both of them, the man was just as stubborn as Irene was. He pushed in again, burying another few inches. He was now in as far as the previous guy had been and still had another three inches to go. He gritted his teeth and pushed one final time, sending it all the way home.

Irene was forced up against the mirror about as hard as possible and her stomach heaved against it as she breathed in and out heavily. Andrea found it incredibly sexy, and apparently, so did her guard. He got up and walked towards the glass. He pressed his hand up against it where Irene's left breast was flattened into it. It appeared larger than normal, thanks to the amount of pressure holding her there. Andrea realized this was her chance, but she'd have to act quickly. From her sitting position she lifted her legs up and easily moved her cuffed hands underneath them, so her arms were in the front of her body.

Meanwhile, the Spaniard was pounding into her at an increasing rate. He was enjoying the feeling more than anything but decided it was time for a change of pace. He pulled out of her and yanked her away from the glass. In one motion, he laid her down on the table and straddled her chest, sticking his cock between her breasts. 

Upon being moved form the mirror, the guard turned back around to find his seat. Instead, he found Andrea taking a double fisted swing at him. He didn't have time to avoid it and was quickly unconscious on the floor. Andrea grabbed his keys and un-cuffed herself.

The soldier with Irene was pressing her breasts together and moving his hips back and forth frantically, obviously close to orgasm. His palms pressed into her nipples as Irene humped her hips in the air wildly trying to get some kind of friction to finish her off. Her efforts were to no avail. While she continued to buck her hips, the man arched his neck back and moaned. His orgasm had arrived. He pulled his hands away from her breasts and spurted a large amount of cum over her face. The next spurt of the ropey liquid crossed her mouth and chin. A few more landed on her breasts and she stopped her humping, realizing that she wasn't going to get off for a little while yet.

As the man's cock was draining its last amount of the gooey white stuff into her cleavage, a loud crashing sound came from behind him. Irene was ecstatic "Andrea!" Andrea had thrown the chair she was sitting on through the glass, shattering it instantly. The white guard charged at Andrea instantly but he was still weakened from the orgasm. It was an easy matter to use his rush of speed against him. Andrea simply dodged out of the way and grabbed his arms, swinging him headfirst into the wall. Even his helmet couldn't protect him from that. He was knocked unconscious.

The Spaniard had since gotten off Irene and it was his turn to charge Andrea. She adeptly dodged around him, grabbing his arms like with the previous man. She expertly maneuvered him into an arm lock and held him with one hand as she removed the helmet with the other. Then, skillfully, she lifted his helmet in the air and crashed it back down over his skull. He too, collapsed into unconsciousness.

Irene was sitting up at this point and looking happily to her friend. Cum dripped down her face and chest. "Are you okay?"

"I was going to ask you the same question," Andrea responded with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine. They didn't let me cum though. I need to cum so bad." She got a pleading look on her face. "Please?"

"Not now we have to go," Andrea said, avoiding her gaze. "This thing is being taped, so you have to get dressed and we'll go."

"No," Irene said stubbornly. "Not until you do something sexy."

Andrea reached for one of the guards' guns and picked it up. "We don't have time for this Irene. We'll figure it out later."

She sighed. "I still want you to do something sexy first."

Andrea was starting to get panicked now. "Irene..."

She held out one of her cum coated breasts. "Lick it and kiss me."

"What? Ewww." Andrea said, thinking it truly was disgusting.

"Fine, then I guess we're not leaving," Irene said, still being stubborn. "If I don't have time to cum, then I at least have time for that."

Andrea looked into her eyes, seeing there was no other way. Quickly, she went over and licked the length of her breast. Her tongue moved away from Irene's chest covered in white slime but Irene wasted no time in leaning forward and kissing Andrea intensely. Irene licked the cum off Andrea's tongue and Andrea parted after only about ten seconds. "Now get dressed, we're going."

"Fine," Irene said satisfied enough. "I don't know why you had to knock them out though. They were going to let you go afterwards."

"Ha, I doubt that," Andrea responded while Irene quickly got dressed. "Not from what I've heard."

"Oh? What have you heard?"

Irene was dressed now. "We'll talk about it later. Come on."

Andrea opened the door and seeing that the hall was still empty starting running. Irene followed along directly behind her.

It wasn't the first time Andrea had been in a prison and certainly wouldn't be the last. She had gotten in the habit of remembering the details. The closest way out, the positions of heaviest and lightest security. Things of that nature. In this case, she was lucky. The prison was obviously still new and they didn't have the manpower to defend all areas of the building. If she acted quickly enough it should be a simple process to make it out of the area. After all, no one was ever meant to get this far to begin with.

She made a left at a T in the hall, heading for a door marked delivery. She didn't slow down for the door however, knowing it must be locked. With a well-placed shoulder strike the door broke open and bright light from outside filtered through into the hall. She heard voices and glanced behind her in time to see a few officers, still in power armor coming around the corner. With a shove, she forced Irene through the door to the outside and in one fluent motion raised her 'borrowed' energy pistol to point down the hall.

A flick of the thumb on a rotating dial put it at its highest setting and it whined slightly as it warmed up. The guards heard the noise and attempted to duck back around the corner, knowing that the high-powered blast would at the very least force them to the ground, even through their armor. The gun stopped whining and she fired. 

A line of silver light lit up the hall and struck one of the three men ducking out of the way directly in the shoulder. The hit spun him around a full 360 degrees before he hit the ground hard. He would be dazed but otherwise fine. Hoping the guards would think twice before following, Andrea ducked through the door after Irene.

The two women headed for the first alley they came across and ducked into it before the officers made it outside the building. Andrea was never particularly fast and hated that at times like these. She would have to out maneuver instead of out run. "Can you climb?" She asked Irene.

Irene nodded. "I think so. But climb what?" Andrea looked over to the brick building beside her. It was two stories tall and would be difficult to get up, but there was a pole going down the side of the building designed for water from the gutters.

"This," she started climbing as quickly as possible, her arms doing much of the work. Irene followed directly behind. Both women were exceptionally strong and climbed the wall with surprising ease. After a mere twenty seconds, Andrea hefted herself onto the roof and out of sight. Irene was right behind her and with a final burst of strength pushed herself up over the ledge of the building roof and landed on top of Andrea's laying down form. The two women were face to face and Andrea found herself staring at Irene's cum matted cheek. Not to mention her lips and chin.

There was no time to move however, thanks to the sound of voices in the alley beneath them. "You're sure you saw her go this way?"

Another man spoke up. "She went this way. Keep moving." The sound of feet continued down the alley and around the corner. Irene looked down at Andrea smiling. "Looks like they're gone."

"Good." Andrea grabbed Irene by the hips and moved her off. "You should wipe your face off. That will get you a lot of attention if we're anywhere public."

"Yeah, I guess so." She used the back of her hand to wipe her face mostly clean. It was still a little more shiny than usual. She then wiped her hand on the black one piece she wore and looked back to Andrea. "Good?"

"Yeah. Good. Do you think it's safe to go yet?"

"No. They're coming back. We should wait her a while." 

Andrea listened patiently but spoke quietly. "I don't hear them."

"Well we have really good hearing. See?" Andrea listened once more and she began to hear voices once more. Apparently Irene wasn't kidding around when she said she had good hearing. But the more she thought about it the more it made sense. The only reason the Invid would make human looking ones was for spying. And good hearing definitely helped that.

The soldiers were around for another 15 minutes off and on, but the two women waited patiently. Eventually, Irene spoke. "I haven't heard them in a while. It's probably clear."

"Okay, good. You ready to go back down?"

"Um..." She hesitated. "Can we stay up here and have sex instead?"

Andrea groaned. She was getting tired of hearing this over and over. "Look, Irene. I'm not sure what we did before was all that smart."

"Why?"

"I don't know. It's awkward to explain. I've never been into women really."

"Well you were that day," Irene said with a grin.

"Yeah, I was that day. But I haven't done it with Kitty since then either."

"Oh. But you enjoyed it right?"

"Of course I enjoyed it."

"Then why not do it again?"

"I... I don't know. It just feels weird." Andrea shifted positions. It seemed this would be a large conversation and she may as well have it now. It would decrease the chance of her being discovered as they climbed down. "It's fun, but it feels weird."

Irene paused thinking about what Andrea said. Apparently she was trying to make a real argument instead of her usual 'let's fuck' attitude. "When I first learn to do something it feels kind of weird with me too. But if I do it more than I get used to it and it stops feeling weird. Maybe it would be the same with you? If we do it a few more times, then you could enjoy it more."

"Maybe."

There was a paused and Irene recognized something in Andrea's eyes. "There's another reason though isn't there? Is it me?"

Andrea smiled. "No, actually it's not you. But yeah. There's another reason." Irene waited patiently for Andrea to specify. Eventually she worked up the courage and did so. "Whenever I've done it with you or Kitty, or even Keri before, I've lost control of myself. I don't like losing control."

"Oh. Um..." She thought for a while longer. "Maybe we could do it slower. Keep it simple and you wouldn't lose control like that? That could work right?"

Andrea was sounding a little depressed. "Maybe. I don't know."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Andrea smiled. "You could stop asking me for sex for a while."

Irene frowned but nodded. "Okay. I'm sorry but I get carried away too sometimes. Anything else?"

Andrea looked up at her, realizing this was a chance to get some information from the woman. "Yeah. Tell me about you."

"About me?" Andrea nodded and Irene nodded in response. "I'm not very interesting. I wouldn't know what to say."

"Try and tell me anyway." She leaned forward, encouraged. "Let's start with the basics. Where are you from? How old are you?"

"Um... I lived in that house most of my life. I was born on a space ship on the way to Earth. I'm four."

"You're only four?" Andrea was astonished. That didn't make sense at all.

"Yeah. How old are you?"

"19."

"You're 19? I've never met anyone that old before!"

Andrea laughed. "Pretty much everyone you've seen is that old or older."

"Oh. I guess I have a lot to learn."

"Well if you're four I guess that's understandable. Did you start off as an adult though? I mean... Did you start off looking like you do now?"

"Of course." She raised an eyebrow at Andrea. "Didn't you?"

Once again, Andrea stared back with mouth open. "I started off about this big." She motioned with her hands. "I only stopped growing a couple years ago."

Irene leaned forward, interested. "Really? So is that what all the little people are?"

"You mean children?"

"Yeah."

"Then yes. Children are humans that are still growing."

"Wow. That's really neat." She seemed genuinely engaged in the conversation. "I thought children were just like... you know. Another name for midgets or something."




Invid Invasion Ch. 07



A short note: Wow, bribing you guys with those deleted pages worked out great! Thank you all for so much wonderful feedback and by all means, don't feel like you have to stop now! I may not have more bribes to hand out but I still love to hear what ya'll thought of the various chapters. Additionally I discovered that to my horror that I hadn't run so much as a spell check on those pages before I sent them off to a bunch of you. I apologize for that and for what it's worth, they're fixed now.

I would also like to apologize that the chapters have been coming out so infrequently of late. The reason is two-fold. The first and most obvious reason is simply time. I'm putting together a film, working full time and writing at least 4 hours a day on my various projects. Unfortunately 4 hours a day isn't much when your various projects extend to 10 or more. The second reason is as I've said before. Feedback. I got a lot for chapter 6 but since I am not getting paid to write this, it would be awesome to get the occasional (or semi-regular) message that says someone is reading this and maybe even that someone is liking this. Don't be afraid to criticize either. As should be the case with every writer, I can use all the help I can get. Now, not to worry. I have no plans of stopping to write this. I will probably be writing this story for years to come. But, the frequency of the updates really are directly proportionate to feedback. And right now I'm not getting much. Anyway, that's it for this authors note. Hopefully it doesn't sound like I'm being facetious here. I just wanted everyone to realize how much the little note that says "cool story" means to a writer.

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Invid Invasion Chapter 7: "Alliances"

"Andrea was lying naked on the beach, catching up with her tanning. Not to mention her cloud watching. Her coyote rested beside her in the sand, panting as the hot sun beat down on it. They were traveling along the Gulf of Mexico and the ocean was at low tide, beating lazily against a set of rocks.

The party had set course for Trump Towers, unable to resist the temptation of the unknown. What would they find there? What has The Coalition set up since they "arrived" there a few months ago? Even better, what does it mean if they "arrived?"

Andrea thoughts turned to dwell on Irene and how she wasn't anywhere near as ruthless as Andrea had anticipated. Perhaps, despite the convenience of the theory, all Invid weren't evil. Just like humans, there were good, and bad, and neutral, and misunderstood. If that was the case, Irene was definitely somewhere between good and misunderstood.

And then of course there was Thunder. A half naked native that showed up out of the blue, just hanging out with his horse. What was his story? But damn, he had a nice body. Andrea smiled as she remembered that he even knew how to use it.

She let her mind dwell on that time the night before last when she had experienced it first hand. She rolled onto her stomach, giving her back a chance to soak up the sun.

She still had to figure out what to tell the group about Jewel and Ed. She didn't want to embarrass Kitty by giving the details of the night. Although most of them already assumed what had happened. Maybe she shouldn't say anything? Although that wouldn't be fair to Bob and Thunder who didn't know the details. She didn't want to appear a tyrant. Hell, she didn't even want it to be 'her' group. The latter she could do nothing about, however the former she could help. That was that then, she would tell everyone the full deal. Kitty could handle it and the others should be kept informed if there was going to be any trust between the five of them.

Andrea turned to her coyote, a realization suddenly hitting her. "I guess I should give you a name hmm?" It tilted its head to look over at her with sharp blue eyes. It was still panting and looked so cute it was nearly comedic. "So? What would you like? Jasper's already taken I'm afraid." The coyote whined briefly. 

"No suggestions, hmm? All right then... How about the classics? Spot? Rover? Dimples, or something hideous like that?" The animal stared back blankly. "No? Man I suck at names. How about if I just call you C? Short for coyote of course. C?" More blank stares. "Yes? No? C?" The coyote tilted its head but kept panting. Its head was only a few feet away from Andrea's and its breath stunk. "Man, point that thing somewhere else will you?" Andrea reached out and grabbed playfully at the animals snout, pushing it away. "Alright, let's see... (No pun intended). My mom's name was Tessa. How about Tess?"

The coyote of course, didn't answer. The animal put its head down on the sand and closed its mouth, trying to relax. "Tess it is," Andrea smiled and went back to her line of thought. She was interrupted again when Tess stood up quickly and looked off to the tree line surrounding the beach. The animal growled viciously.

"Umm, hi," Irene's voice came from the tree line. "Is she going to eat me?"

"Hey, calm down," Andrea said to the coyote. The three legged animal sat down and stared calmly at Irene. It resumed its panting.

"I guess I shouldn't have come up so quietly huh?"

"I guess not. Why were you being quiet anyway?"

Irene walked over and sat beside Andrea. "I thought you looked sexy. I was just watching."

"Oh." Andrea was still on her stomach with her head resting on her hands to look at Irene sitting beside her. In her hands, Irene held a small bunch of a white flower. "What's that?" Andrea asked.

"Lunch. Why?"

"Lunch? You just eat flowers for lunch?"

"Uh huh. Sometimes."

Andrea smiled. She certainly was a strange one. "Any flower? Or just specific ones?"

Irene looked at her confused. "Why would I eat just any flower?"

"So that's the only one you eat."

"Uh huh."

"Why?"

"I dunno. It's what we eat."

"We?"

"Uh huh."

"You mean the Invid?"

"Who else would I mean?"

Andrea smiled. "Never mind."

"Never mind what?" It was times like this Andrea was reminded of her actual age.

"So is that your only source of food? You've eaten with us before."

"Oh, I can eat human food. But I can't survive on just that. I need to eat the flower to live. We all do. That's why we're here."

"Why you're on Earth?"

"Uh huh." She started to munch on it. "Want some?"

Andrea shook her head. "Maybe later."

"It's really good."

"Later," Andrea insisted. "Why did you have to come to Earth though? I mean, the flower must be on your home planet too."

"It was." She was obviously saddened by thinking about it.

"Was?"

"Our planet's destroyed now. Nothing can live on it so we had to go elsewhere for food. This is the only other place where the flower grows."

"Really?"

"Uh huh."

"So that's why you invaded."

"That's why."

"Why didn't you just explain the situation and ask to live here?"

"Because you invaded ours. I have to admit, you don't seem as bad as the masters I've heard about."

"Masters?" Andrea was taken aback. The Robotech Masters had been the first alien race to invade Earth nearly 30 years ago. They sent a race that they created called the Zentradi to do the dirty work for them, but everyone knew the Masters themselves were the people responsible. Andrea did have to admit that unlike the purple skinned Zentradi, the Masters looked fairly human. Perhaps a little taller, but not significantly so. At least not from what Andrea had heard. She turned to Irene. "We're not the Robotech Masters. They attacked us a long time ago and we fought them off."

"They did?"

"Yes, they did."

"Then why did we attack you?"

Andrea shrugged her shoulders. "Don't look at me. I'm the one who asked you."

Irene seemed to think about it for a moment and Andrea watched her waiting for a response. She started to grow concerned when Irene's eyes seemed to grow distant and unfocused. It was as if she was slipping into some sort of trance.

"Irene?"

"Shh, be quiet." Andrea opened her mouth to speak once again, but thought better of it. She waited for about two minutes before Irene focused back on Andrea once more. "The All Mother says that you are related to them."

"All Mother?" Irene nodded. "Related?" She nodded again. "No. We have nothing to do with them. If they did, why would they attack us?"

"I don't know. I guess that doesn't really make sense. I mean, Invid never hurt other Invid."

"Well there you go then."

Irene paused again and looked to Andrea with new questions. "But Humans hurt other Humans. Maybe you had a fight with the Masters."

"Irene, listen to me. We have never had anything to do with them. We didn't even know that there was other intelligent life until they attacked."

"Oh. Well, The All Mother still isn't sure about that."

"I see. And who exactly is that?"

"Umm... She's kind of like a leader. Remember when you used to have Presidents and stuff? It's sort of like that except she doesn't lie to us all the time and we love her."

"Uh huh."

A concerned look crossed Irene's face for a moment. "Oops."

"What's wrong?"

"I wasn't supposed to tell you all that stuff. I kind of forgot that Human's aren't supposed to know. Don't tell anyone okay?"

"Uh, sure, why not, right? So is she mad?"

"Who?" Irene had returned to her usual cheerfulness.

"The All Mother."

"Not really. She just didn't want me to talk about it so I can't anymore."

"But, how do you know what she wants like that."

"That's easy, she just... Oh, sorry, I can't talk about that either. Let's change the subject okay?"

"To what?"

"Are you sure you don't want to try the flower? I've tried Human food." Irene offered out a clump of flower petals and Andrea simply looked at it. She was hardly an expert of botany but it didn't look particularly appetizing. It was a fairly plane, white flower with a yellow center. Andrea recognized it as a weed that had popped up about the same time as the Masters showed up on Earth. She continued to look at it questioningly.

"I guess so." Andrea reached out and grabbed a flower head. It was about the size of a 50-cent piece and she moved it to her nose to smell. It had a very mild scent. Almost like the smell of protoculture energy cells. Then it hit her. This flower was what they made protoculture out of. She hadn't remembered at first, but it's arrival in the environment is what allowed Humans to develop the protoculture engine. "This is protoculture," she said.

"Yup. It's what we eat."

"Hmm," Andrea bit off a small flower petal and chewed, quickly swallowing. It didn't have much taste at all. She may as well have been eating grass. She ate another few petals to humor Irene and then gave it back. "It doesn't have much taste to it."

Irene inspected what was left of the returned flower and put it back in the palm of her hand. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I just figured you might want to try it."

Andrea nodded. "Well thanks for the thought."

"You're welcome." She thought for a minute and then stood up quickly. "Hey, I have a present for you. Come on."

"What another one? The last time you gave me a present, I got my cyclone back."

"Uh huh. It's just as good. Come on." Irene offered a hand to help Andrea up and she took it. Andrea made it to her knees before stopping suddenly as her head swelled. She felt insanely dizzy.

"Whoa," she said as she put a hand into the sand to steady herself. Irene looked concerned.

"What's wrong?"

"I feel really dizzy."

"Uh oh."

"Uh oh?"

"Well, um, I let a Human try the flower a while ago and he started acting kind of weird. But I just thought that was him. Maybe the flower didn't react real well in his system."

"Now you tell me," Andrea said as she tried again to stand up. This time she made it to her feet and stood shakily. She looked at Irene and found her face growing blurry. The sun seemed to increase in brightness until it was almost painful and Andrea felt the energy release from her legs. She collapsed into Irene's arms, who carefully laid her back down on the sand.

"Don't worry, I'll go get Bob. Just wait here..." Irene's voice faded and Andrea felt blackness consume her.

* * * *

The next thing Andrea knew, she was standing in the middle of a forest at night. "Where am I?" She said quietly to herself.

The moon was full but she heard no sounds from the ocean. She must be a good distance away from her last location. In fact, now that she thought about it, the forest looked like it belonged in the Northern United States or Canada, certainly not South America. She looked around slowly, trying to familiarize herself with her setting. She was still naked, she knew that. The ground was rough on her feet. Cautiously, she took a step forward and froze solid with fear.

Hanging from a branch of a tree was a bat, similar to the one she saw during her experience in Salt Lake. She tried to back away but couldn't force her muscles to work. Obviously the event had taken a heavier toll on her than she thought. She may have grown more accustomed to a lack of clothing but bats she couldn't stand. She had never been afraid of them in the years before. She tried not to think about it.

Minutes passed, then an hour. She lost track of time, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't move. Suddenly, the bat opened its beady red eye. It let go of the branch and with a strong, loud flap of the wings headed directly for her. Andrea jumped as it nearly collided with her. 

* * * *

Andrea jumped into a sitting position with a yelp. Bob and Irene both looked over her concerned. She was sweating strongly but as her fear passed she realized that wasn't the cause at all. She was extremely hot and the blanket Bob had obviously placed on her was not helping the matter. She threw it off her and rested back down, spreading her arms and legs out to try and cool off. "H... How are you feeling?" Bob asked cautiously.

Andrea only remained as she was, not responding to his question. A few minutes later she felt herself cool down and was relieved until she started to feel cold. She reached back over to the blanket and wrapped it around herself as she continued to cool down. "What's happening?" She hugged her arms around her chest tightly in an effort to warm up.

"W... Well it would appear that the protoculture flower has had an a... adverse effect on your system. You're suffering the preliminary effects it's putting on your system. M... My estimation is that your body should stabilize to one symptom once the flower has been worked through your bloodstream completely."

Her teeth were chattering. "How long?"

"A... A few minutes? I... I don't really know."

"I'm sorry," Irene piped up from the background. "I didn't know this would happen."

Andrea ignored her for the moment. "And in a few minutes, when I stabilize?"

"I would imagine that its e... effects would be condensed into one symptom but I... I don't know exactly what that may be. I... I've studied the flower before and it seems to be highly addictive. N... No matter what you have to resist the urge to c... consume anymore."

"Great," She muttered through still chattering teeth.

The next ten minutes passed extremely slowly. Her body temperature fluctuated wildly. Finally her system went back to a normal temperature and she began to feel slightly light headed. Bob noticed the change. "H... How do you feel?"

"A little normal? A little not? I don't know." In truth, she could feel a sudden burst of arousal coming from her breasts and sex. "Honestly, I'm a little horny."

Bob practically snorted. "Uh, w... well I didn't expect that. But you f... feel okay?"

Andrea rubbed her legs together in a vein attempt to remove the fire that plagued them. "I think it's getting worse."

"W... Well," Bob was growing agitated. "P... Perhaps it's best if I take my leave then. Y... You s... seem to be fine. Irene can stay and wa... watch you, right I... Irene?"

"Uh huh," she responded casually.

"Excellent, w... well have a good," he was cut off as Andrea sat up and grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer. She was definitely getting 'worse.'

"Don't leave," she spoke breathily, passion filled out her voice. "You know you want this." Andrea tried to kiss him and Bob backed up into a tree. Andrea pinned him there.

"I... Irene, h... h... help." He flailed his arms comically as Andrea kissed him hard on the mouth. "Mmmph" Andrea pressed her body up against his only to be pulled away by Irene. The second Bob was free he made a break for it, backing away quickly. "I... I'll see you two l... later." He turned and disappeared into the brush.

"Great, so much for that," Andrea said upset with Irene.

"I'm sorry," she honestly looked it. "But you're the one who taught me not to do it with people that don't want it."

Andrea sighed, "I guess that's true." She turned her gaze away from the area in which Bob had disappeared and focused on Irene. "What about you? You want it don't you?" Andrea tensed her body and focused on Irene. She couldn't control what she was feeling. She needed release.

"Of course I..." She was cut off as Andrea lunged at her. She locked lips and desperately tarred at Irene's clothing. Eventually she found the seam and pulled, quickly removing the one-piece garment from her body. Andrea removed her lips from Irene's to kiss roughly at her neck. She was using her teeth with the kisses, leaving marks along Irene's skin. "Not that I'm, Ahhh," Irene jumped as Andrea's hand found her crotch and pressed roughly into it. "Not that I'm complaining, but are you sure this is you."

"Shut up and make me feel good," Andrea said uncharacteristically. She kissed Irene on the mouth again to emphasize the point and Irene moaned through the kiss. She reached around and grabbed at Andrea's ass, massaging the cheeks as their tongues pressed into each other's mouths, each one trying to gain the upper hand. Irene won when she managed to pin Andrea's tongue to the bottom of her mouth. Andrea smiled and bit down hard enough to elect a painful yelp from Irene. "Come on Irene, use some of that super strength of yours. Hold me down. Make me squirm. I know you want this just as much as I do. I've just been too afraid to say it."

Irene seemed reserved. It probably wasn't right to take advantage of Andrea in this condition but damn, she was attractive. Irene couldn't help herself. She rolled the two of them over and kissed Andrea hard. She bit down on Andrea's lower lip drawing blood. "Ahh," Andrea moaned, but she wasn't complaining. She licked her lower lip to wipe the blood off as she looked up at Irene with her best bedroom eyes. Once again Irene couldn't hold back and she pressed her lips into Andrea's once more. Andrea was sure they would bruise but didn't care. She kissed back with all her strength and was unprepared when Irene caught her arms and held them above her head.

No matter how hard Andrea pulled she couldn't pull her arms out of Irene's grip. Irene took the leg of her jumpsuit and tied it tightly around Andrea's wrists. Then, taking the other leg she tied it to a tree trunk, effectively pinning Andrea's arms together above her head. Her breasts were high on her chest and she breathed heavily. Irene watched for a moment as Andrea's curvy figure responded to her heavy breathing. 

Again, Andrea began to rub her legs together, trying desperately to get a little friction between them. Irene watched for a moment then pulled them apart and stared down at Andrea's sex. It was moister than she'd ever seen it, literally dripping. The lips were red and swollen and Irene bent down to give it a tentative lick. Andrea's whole body bucked as soon as her tongue made contact and Irene pulled her head away to look her in the eye. "You're sure you're not going to be mad at me later, if we do this?"




Invid Invasion Ch. 07



"I'll be mad at you if we don't. Come on, make me cum."

"And you want me to be rough?"

"God yes. Don't hold back." Irene was still hesitant. She couldn't believe Andrea was laying beneath her, begging her for sex and she was just sitting there. "For God's sake Irene, fuck me. Please."

That ended Irene's thinking right there. If she was going to get in trouble later, then fine. This would be more than worth it. Irene lowered her lips to Andrea's belly button and sucked on it hard. Her hands roughly slid from Andrea's hips, up the sides of her body until reaching her breasts. Finding their target, Irene squeezed and Andrea jumped. She wrapped her legs tightly around Irene as her body broke out in a shiver. If she still had hair on her arms or legs they would be standing on end. 

Irene continued to maul at Andrea's breasts as her tongue snaked its way upwards until it eventually came to rest in the crevice between the sweaty orbs. She removed her hands to reveal white marks where her hands had been. Andrea pulled desperately at her bondage, trying to free herself and return the favor for Irene. As Irene's tongue connected with Andrea's left nipple she let out a scream. Her orgasm hit her and she bucked her hips into Irene's belly. Irene could feel the warm cum seeping out of Andrea's pussy and smearing across her stomach. She moved her tongue to Andrea's other hard nipple and the orgasm intensified.

"Ohhhh," Andrea continued to buck against Irene's stomach. "More, more." Irene bit down on the nipple and pulled, wrenching Andrea's breast out from her chest, extending it into a cone shape. Andrea's orgasm went on as Irene repeated the process to the other nipple. She released her grip and let Andrea's breast fall back into its normal shape. Irene sat up between Andrea's legs and looked down at her sweaty frame. Her stomach heaved up and down with her breathing, her breasts rocked with each movement and her legs remained wrapped around Irene's waist. Each breath came out as a whimper until Andrea calmed herself back down again. "I want something inside me. Something big."

Irene looked down at her fingers. "I don't have anything big. Not here anyway."

"What do you mean, not here?"

"Well, um... Part of the present (the part I wasn't going to show you), is something that might help. I've had it for a while and wanted to use it with you but was worried you'd say no. You want me to go get it?"

"Damn right I do. Go fast."

Irene smiled and unlocked Andrea's legs from around her. She quickly got up and ran off. Pranced off, would be more accurate Andrea thought. She didn't care. With a body like that Irene could do as much prancing as she wanted.

Andrea waited patiently for about thirty seconds and upon seeing Irene had yet to return began to grow frustrated. She returned to rubbing her legs together in anticipation of whatever Irene was bringing back. Hopefully she would not be disappointed.

Ten minutes later, she wasn't. Irene came back holding a long rubber tube, maybe 18" long with a fake cock head on each end. "What's that?" Andrea asked, curiously.

"The woman at the store said it was a double dildo. It's supposed to be really expensive."

"How did you get it then?"

Irene smiled. "She said if I used it with her she'd let me have it for free. It's fun. I've been waiting till I could use it with you."

"Well get to it," Andrea said. "Untie me though. I want to touch you."

Irene quickly untied the pant leg that was attached to Andrea's wrists and left the other one still knotted around the trunk. "So, one half goes into you," Irene moved the dildo to Andrea's pussy and rubbed up and down her slit. She was still soaked so Irene shoved it in half of the way in one thrust. Andrea gasped as it hit her cervix.

Next, Irene interlaced her legs with Andrea's and laid back opposite her partner. She began to work the other half inside herself and quickly found her pussy lips pressed into Andrea's, the dildo was completely gone between the two women. "See, now if I sit up like this," Irene said sitting up, "then it bends and rubs inside us." The two women moaned lightly.

Andrea felt the pressure on one of her internal walls increase as Irene's new position forced the rubber to move inside her. Andrea paused, enjoying the feeling before she too sat up. Irene wrapped her left leg around Andrea's waist and her right leg disappeared behind Andrea. Andrea dug her nails into Irene's back and started to grind her hips into Irene's. The feeling of their clits mashing together while the dildo moved inside them was unbelievable.

It didn't take long for the two of them to shudder in orgasm, coating the rubber in even more liquid. Andrea dragged her nails along Irene's back as she came until her hands reached Irene's ass and squeezed the cheeks hard. She kissed the other woman with all her might as the orgasm came over her and winded down. However, the dildo inside, along with whatever effect the flower was having on her gave her far more energy than normal. She moved her hands to Irene's breasts and shoved, forcing Irene back into a lying down position. Staying sitting herself, Andrea began moving her hips once more, rubbing her clit into Irene's with all the strength she could muster.

Irene cooed softly as the feelings intensified once more. Andrea's body shook with each thrust of her hips and sweat flung from her breasts and face to fall on Irene, or the dirt beside them. She grunted relentlessly with each sway of her body until her next orgasm took the strength out of her. She collapsed backwards forcing the dildo against the opposite wall inside her. Andrea moaned at the feeling and twisted her hips, taking Irene's with her. That felt even better and she wanted more of it. But how could she get the dildo to stimulate that angle on a regular basis? Andrea had an idea.

Planting her shoulders and heels firmly in the Earth, Andrea arched her back to lift her hips nearly a foot into the air. Irene quickly caught on and had no trouble following suit. The two women began pumping once more, this time with hips high above them. Andrea dug her fingers into the dirt as her fourth orgasm of the day washed over her. Her breasts shook intensely when she let her hips fall back down to the ground. Irene moaned in orgasm herself and closed her eyes. It looked as if she were going to try and fall asleep.

Keeping the dildo inside her, Andrea sat up then repositioned herself so she was lying on top of Irene. She pressed her perky breasts against the other woman's larger ones and rested her head. She was still feeling horny but for now, she was at least satisfied. She had a feeling that it wouldn't last long. In fact, she was determined to make sure it didn't. 

* * * *

Andrea was getting bored. Irene had been sleeping for a couple hours now and her sex drive had gone up once more. Deciding to wake Irene, Andrea began to thrust her hips gently into Irene's forcing the fake cock to move about inside their bodies once again. Irene groaned quietly in pleasure but refused to wake up. As Andrea increased tempo, she looked upwards towards the trees. She was surprised to see Kitty there, watching the two of them. "How long have you been over there?" Andrea called out as she continued to try and wake Irene with the pumping of her hips.

"Since Irene came back with her toy. Someone like her, running naked into camp and then running off again with a piece of rubber like that one is hard to miss."

"I guess that's true. Come on over."

"Don't mind if I do," Kitty said happily. She discarded her clothing as she walked, leaving a trail of it behind her. She arrived in front of Andrea and Irene with one hand behind her back.

"What do you have there?"

She moved her hand into sight, displaying her strap-on. "I figured I might have a use for this when I followed Irene out."

"Damn right you do. Put it in me."

"Well well," Kitty said playfully. "Aren't you in quite the mood today." She looked down where Andrea and Irene's pubic regions were meshed together. "It looks like you're already pretty full," Kitty said referring to the hint of flesh colored plastic peeking out from the two of them.

"I have another hole you know," Andrea said plainly.

"You are in quite a mood. Alright, have it your way." Still staying in front of Andrea Kitty plunged the dildo into her pussy to lubricate it. A few strokes in and out and she walked around behind Andrea, strapping it on as she did so. "You ready, babe?"

"Just do it," Andrea said leaning forward slightly to provide better access.

"Alright, you asked for it," Kitty said. She reached around and grabbed Andrea's breasts roughly. She fondled them as she lined up the dildo with Andrea's rear hole. Andrea closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth as she felt the hard plastic press against her ass. She tried to relax and Kitty squeezed her breasts tightly, using them as handles as she plowed into Andrea's rear.

"Unnnnnnnn," Andrea moaned loudly, waking Irene. The feeling of both her holes full was incredible. She felt like she wanted to use the bathroom worse than any other time in her life as Kitty finally sunk the dildo all the way home. Andrea turned her neck and kissed Kitty passionately as the woman continued to bump her hips against Andrea's rear. Sweat flung off her body with each thrust as her breasts giggled up and down. Andrea dropped the kiss and moved her neck forward again to see Irene looking up at her. Irene put her arms around Andrea's neck and pulled her flat against her body. Andrea felt her breasts mash into Irene's and her tongue searched out the other woman's. Andrea now kissed Irene passionately as Kitty thrust relentlessly into her behind, her hands no on Andrea's hips.

Andrea could feel her orgasm getting closer, accompanied by a dull pain in her ass. She felt the hardness of Kitty's nipples press into her back and slide along her smooth skin with each humping motion. Kitty's wet tongue placed biting kisses on the back of her neck. Andrea's hands found clumps of dirt to dig into on either side of Irene as she came. She immediately let Irene slide her tongue out of her mouth and moaned gutturally. Her fists clumped the dirt into irregularly shaped balls and she collapsed onto Irene. Her stomach heaved with her breathing. Kitty gently rested herself down on top of Andrea's back with the dildo still imbedded up her ass. "She's so damn sexy, isn't she?" Kitty said to Irene.

"Uh huh." Irene looked to Andrea, still breathing heavily. A few minutes passed and Andrea allowed herself to relax. Feeling the warm smooth skin of each woman pressing against her was surprisingly calming.

"So what now?" Andrea asked.

"I don't know," Irene responded. "Have you had enough?"

"Yeah," Andrea said, still a little low on breath. She turned her head sideways to look at Kitty. "Let me up."

Kitty smiled, "If you say so." Kitty pulled herself off of Andrea, sliding the dildo out as she did so. With a little effort, Andrea stood and began walking in the direction of camp.

Irene pulled the double dildo out of herself and held it in one hand as she stood up. "Oh, Andrea, can I show you your present now?"

"Sure, why not." Andrea continued walking, not bothering to get dressed. Kitty and Irene quickly replaced their garments and Irene grabbed Andrea's clothes before chasing after her.

"You forgot this," Irene said after catching up to Andrea.

"No, I didn't want to bother. You go ahead and keep it."

"Really? Thanks." Irene tucked it under her arm. The dildo was still hanging casually in her other hand. "Here," she said handing it to Andrea. "You can have this then."

"Um... Thanks." Andrea grabbed it and continued walking.

"If you don't mind my saying so," Kitty mentioned. "You're acting a little strange. Are you okay?"

"She had some flower," Irene said as if that should answer everything.

"Uh huh," Kitty said, not understanding. She decided to change the subject. "So, you going to do me later? I still haven't got off."

"Maybe in an hour or two, Andrea said casually."

"Wow, you are acting weird." Andrea stopped and turned to face Kitty but didn't say anything. She looked her in the eyes briefly then started walking again.

"You got any more of that flower Irene?" Andrea asked.

"Umm, yeah. But I'm not supposed to give you any. Bob said..."

"Yeah, I know what Bob said." The three women were silent on the walk back to camp.

Andrea was the first to arrive at the small camp. Thunder and Bob were both sitting at the fire and they were both at an angle where they could see Andrea. She was still holding the double dildo and walked casually over to her bag to place it inside. Thunder watched her with jaw dropped and Bob tried to strike up conversation again. "S... So um... You were telling me about your first h... horse?" Thunder didn't respond. He continued to stare.

Meanwhile, Irene took Andrea's hand and hurried her over behind a tent. She spoke while walking. "It took a lot of work, and um... I had to call in a few favors, but I remembered how happy you were when I got you your cyclone back... So, I got this too."

She led Andrea around the tent to see her old set of riding armor, carefully placed on the ground. Andrea went as wide eyed as when she saw the cyclone and kissed Irene happily on the mouth. She dipped Irene back with the kiss and brought her left hand down to the other woman's crotch to squeeze relatively hard. Irene squealed through the kiss and Andrea let her up. "Thanks. I owe you."

Irene was all smiles. "You're welcome." Andrea was just as happy. She began to put it on. It was still set to her body frame and fit a little looser than normal due to her lack of clothing so she tightened it up slightly.

"I'll be back in a bit," Andrea said to no one in particular as she went over to her cyclone. "Just going for a ride." She hopped onto it and took off down the rough highway. 

* * * *

She'd been driving for about half an hour at unsafe speeds. She had missed the security her riding armor brought and was relieved now that she could really let loose again. The flower, she finally begun to realize suppressed her inhibitions. She had to stop herself more than once now, from saying something inappropriate to her friends.

Despite her rather free-going personality she had earned the respect of those she traveled with. She didn't want to lose that. She already craved more of the flower but refused to give in, not wanting to do anything that might ruin the image she had created with them. 

Patches of the weed were placed sporadically along the roadside. As she passed the biggest group of the flower yet she turned her head away from it and found her attention focused on a point of blackness, against the blue sky. The black dot was moving, growing bigger. Andrea stopped her bike.

As the dot grew closer it began to take shape. It wasn't black at all, but a light tan color. It was obviously a ship of some sort and obviously not designed by humans. Andrea activated the zoom feature on her helmet and saw the ship in full.

It was definitely Invid. Definitely big. "______"

Andrea was preparing to defend herself when the ship suddenly turned and fired. She flinched but quickly realized it wasn't close enough to be attacking her. It must have another target. She revved the bike and accelerated at full speed, meaning to help whoever was on the receiving end of the Invid attack.

She arrived near her destination after only two minutes. Whatever the Invid was attacking it was firing back. Andrea got her hopes up realizing it may be one of the old mecha's. Mecha's were 40 or 50-foot tall tanks in a humanoid shape. They were designed to fight the invading Zentradi of comparable size and at the time it was believed that an armored tank of the same configuration as the enemy would be an advantage. It was. With the help of the 80-ton metal tanks, Human's won the war.

Unfortunately when they sent their forces to pursue their attackers retreat they left the Earth defenseless. Andrea had only seen one before and it was an impressive sight to be sure. She went off road and raced as quickly as she could through the light forest to get to the place of the attack. She could still see the huge Invid ship.

Now within weapons range Andrea hit the switch to transform her cyclone around her. She heard the familiar mechanical hum as the transformation took progress. She felt weightlessness beneath her as the wheels moved up to the back of her shoulders and she hit the ground at 30+ kilometers per hour, still managing to keep her footing. If past history was any indication, the transformation itself would certainly distract the Invid. It did not. What could be more interesting to it then a cyclone in battleoid mode?

To Andrea's horror, her question was answered when she came into the clearing in which the fighting was taking place. The Invid ship was even bigger than she had anticipated at nearly 50 feet across. The huge craft was hovering above the clearing shooting down at a Zentradi heavy battle pod. The heavy pod looked essentially like a huge egg on legs. The occupant would sit crunched up in the egg section and operate the controls from there. What was surprising, was that it was Zentradi.

Although a few members of the alien race remained on Earth after the war, they were forced down to an unnatural height of 6-7 feet. Andrea had know idea how the process worked but she had been told that there were no 'normal sized' Zentradi left on the planet. However, since only a forty-foot tall person could operate the pod, it had to be a natural Zentradi. No wonder the Invid ship was so interested in destroying it.

The battle pod fired half a dozen missiles from a top mount before reeling from a return energy blast thanks to the Invid ship. Andrea found herself wondering whose side to take. If any. Irene would not be happy if she fired on an Invid ship. But chances are this Zentradi was the last of his kind. She couldn't let them destroy each other. On the other hand, her cyclone wasn't strong enough to take on the Invid or the Zentradi by itself. This could be a dangerous play.

"What the hell." She fired an energy blast past the cockpit of the battle pod. It was just a warning shot but enough to get the large turret to turn towards her instead of the Invid attacker. The Invid cruiser was not deterred. It took the opportunity to fire an ensemble of energy blasts at the battle pods leg. Andrea was nearly knocked back from the force of the blast as the leg ruptured in fire. Slowly, the pod tilted. Now that it was missing the leg it was falling over awkwardly.

Andrea was looking back to the Invid ship to see it taking a new aim on the cockpit of the pod. She quickly evaluated the larger ship to see a series of scorch marks along its left side. It looked as if the Zentradi has been trying to focus its attacks on one side of the ship. Andrea hoped the pilot wasn't in that section and fired six mini-missiles at the previously damaged craft. She had never used six at a time before but this hardly seemed the moment to be conservative. If she didn't act the person in the battle pod would be killed.

The heavy explosive missiles detonated on the edge of the cruiser, right on target. A new burst of fire freed itself and a torrent of green slime exploded out of the Invid ship. The two thirds of the vessel that survived the explosion fell to the ground with a thud that shook the dirt beneath her feet.

Now what? She had ended the fight by more or less destroying each piece of warfare. Neither of the two opponents was likely to be very pleased with her. She decided to move to the downed Zentradi. Hopefully he was all right.

Before she had walked the short distance she knew the answer. The escape hatch on the cockpit blasted open and a forty-foot tall purple humanoid stepped out. Andrea took a step back. Even with her armor on he could be a serious threat to her. 




Invid Invasion Ch. 07



"I didn't mean any harm. I was trying to protect you." Andrea seriously hoped her words didn't come out as shaky as they sounded. He was an imposing figure to say the least. If Thunder was tough for Human's this guy must have been tough for Zentradi's.

"And a fine job you did of it too," he replied sarcastically once he had completely stepped out of his now useless hunk of metal. "Is it dead?" He gestured towards the Invid ship.

"I don't know. I didn't check. I hope not."

"You hope not? Bah." He began walking over to the downed ship.

"Wait." He didn't stop and Andrea charged up her energy rifle with a high pitched whine. "I said stop." He did as he was told, obviously hearing the noise. He turned to face her.

"So now you're going to shoot me? Leave it to a Human to go around blowing everything up."

"Hey, I wasn't the one in the fire fight."

"Hah. You think I wanted a battle? I barely had time to get inside that thing before it blew my head off. I'm perfectly happy staying low key."

Andrea hesitated. "Then go be low key over there." She gestured to the edge of the clearing.

"You're the one with the missiles," he said before reluctantly complying and walking to the tree line. He sat down patiently and Andrea watched him. "Oh, no need to worry. I'm not going anywhere until I know that thing is dead."

"Uh huh..." Andrea said to herself. "Right then. Guess it's up to me to check."

"You're the boss." He obviously contested the statement but for now was at least cooperating. "Any time now," he said pointing out Andrea's hesitation to approach the Invid craft. His words were enough motivation and she began walking slowly towards the vessel, keeping an eye on the Zentradi while she moved.

She jumped as a plate suddenly launched itself away from what could be the Invid cockpit. She stopped moving and the Zentradi stood up to be at the ready. More green goo oozed out of the new opening and out walked what appeared to be a male blond human. Andrea recognized him. It was Cliff. She was instantly glad for the tinted visor on her helmet so he wouldn't be able to see who it was. The Zentradi began moving again and she pointed her weapon back at him. "Sit back down."

Cliff cranked his head towards her, recognizing the voice. "I know you..." It was as if he couldn't quite place it.

"Is that so?"

"I don't remember your name but you had a nice ass." Andrea turned her weapon back to face him. "Oh, touchy subject I see."

"What are you doing here Cliff?"

"I was in the neighborhood. Actually I was dropping off what you're wearing right now. I guess next time we'll think twice before granting Irene's request to give back a bunch of dangerous equipment."

"How did you know where to find us?"

He looked to the Zentradi. "Can you believe how ignorant these Humans are?" He turned back to Andrea. "Irene told me if you can't figure it out. She's on her way here right now actually."

"Alright, well why don't you head home. I'll deal with the Zentradi."

Cliff laughed. "I'd love to, but there's a problem. No wheels, as you Humans so eloquently put it. Besides, I wouldn't leave him in your hands. He has to be destroyed."

"Now wait just a minute," the Zentradi spoke up. "I don't think you're in any position to dictate anything. And I have done nothing to hurt the Invid since they landed here."

Cliff turned aggressively towards him. "Only because you're a coward who would rather stay hidden then face the real world."

"Hey, hey. Boys." They both glared at Andrea obviously upset with her poor choice of words. "Calm yourselves. Now Cliff, if you can talk to Irene then you can talk to other Invid, right?"

"Wow, she's catching on," he said to no one in particular.

"Then why don't you get them to send a ship to pick you up."

"Only one? There's already a fleet on the way."

"Tell them to turn around or it's the end of you." She made a threatening motion with her weapon.

"You're a terrible liar," he gloated. "You're as big a coward as he is. You just take it up the ass (literally) and then go home and whine about it. You're not willing to do a damn thing to get stuff done."

Andrea was beginning to get frustrated. "Maybe not. But he is." The Zentradi stood up aggressively, taking his cue and Cliff took a step back.

"Right. Well, maybe one ship would do."

"Quite right," the Zentradi said. "Unarmed."

Andrea agreed. "Unarmed."

"And how do I know you won't just destroy that one too?"

Andrea paused a moment. "I'll give you my word."

Cliff rolled his eyes. "Great, the word of a mass murderer. Forgive me if I'm a little skeptical."

Andrea's voice deepened. "I haven't murdered anyone."

"Is that so?" He walked closer to her. "How many Invid have you killed." He had her there. She never thought of an Invid life as murder. Obviously he did. He picked up on her silence. "Oh, I see. You don't remember."

"I..." Andrea was saved by the sound of an engine. Thunder and Irene were in the jeep, quickly approaching the clearing. "I don't have to answer to you."

Irene jumped out of the jeep and allowed Thunder to park it. "What's going on? Are you okay?" She asked. Andrea was about to respond when she realized that Irene was looking past her towards Cliff.

"I'm fine," he said. "But perhaps you would have better luck convincing Andrea to take care of him."

Irene followed Cliff's gesture towards the huge alien sitting impatiently at the edge of the clearing. "Why is he still alive?"

"Ask her," Cliff said. Irene looked to Andrea.

"You can't seriously want to kill him that badly can you? Don't you want to know what he's like?"

"I know what he's like," Irene said with much more stability than normal. Thunder got out of the stopped jeep and began walking towards Andrea.

"What's going on here? Did I miss something?"

Andrea sighed. She hoped she wouldn't have to explain it. "Irene's an Invid. So is Cliff here."

"Howdy," came Cliff's response. Thunder paused trying to take it in. "So are we going to resolve this thing? Or are you just going to stand around pointing missiles at everyone."

"Let me think," came Andrea's reply.

Cliff laughed. "The person with all the weapons has to think. No problem, take your time." He sat down and waited patiently.

"How long until your ship gets here?"

"Ten minutes or so. Unfortunately the Coalition has forced most of the hives in the area to relocate."

"Fine, whatever. You'll leave with the ship. The Zentradi comes with me for now. He's under my protection."

"Is that so?" Andrea stared back at him, even though she realized he couldn't see through the visor. "In that case I'm afraid I must insist that Irene come with me.

"What?" Irene looked shocked. "No. I'm staying with Andrea."

It was Cliff's turn to look surprised. His face slowly transformed into one of frustration. "That means we won't be able to attack him without risking hurting you." As he spoke the words it dawned on him that as far as Andrea was concerned everything was going as planned.

"I don't care. I'm staying with Andrea." She hurried over and wrapped her arms around one of Andrea's metal ones.

"There you have it, Cliff. So let's just wait in silence until your ship gets here. And then you leave." Irene continued to lightly cling onto Andrea and waited patiently. Cliff on the other hand was not as content to sit idly by.

"How does your ass feel? Had anyone else in there in the last month or so?"

Andrea ignored him but Thunder took a step forward. "What did you say?" He looked to Andrea. "Did this ass hole do something to you?"

"Thunder, calm d..."

Cliff interrupted. "As a matter of fact yes. "Not the best I've had I must admit."

"You little piece of trash..." Thunder walked aggressively towards him and Cliff stood up to prepare himself for an attack.

"Thunder, stop. Invid have enhanced strength." Her warning came too late. Thunder took a swing at him and Cliff easily dodged to the side. He grabbed Thunders arm and made a move to throw him but he underestimated Thunders own abilities. With a quick motion Thunder made a fist with his other hand and swung hard, clocking Cliff in the face with an elbow. The Invid fell backwards onto the ground, his nose bleeding green.

"Andrea, make them stop," Irene said quietly. Cliff stood up again and stopped as an energy beam struck the dirt at his feet. Andrea had fired a warning shot.

"Sit, quietly." Her voice sounded fiercer than she meant it to and Cliff hesitated briefly but sat down.

Thunder decided to drop the issue and walked back over to Andrea. "He's not that tough."

"Yes he is," Andrea said plainly.

"That was a nice shot though," the Zentradi said with a smile. "Couldn't have done better myself."

"Thanks." Thunder stood on the other side of Andrea and waited beside her for the ship to come. A few minutes later Andrea spoke up.

"I've got something on radar."

"One ship?" The Zentradi asked.

"One."

As the ship approached Andrea saw it was the same model as the one Cliff had had. Except this one seemed to have had its gun ports removed. Andrea breathed a sigh of relief as it touched down. "Until next time then," Cliff said.

"Right." Andrea was unimpressed. With another brief glance her way Cliff climbed to the top of the ship and went in a hatch. The ship took off in the direction it came, quickly disappearing from sight. Andrea looked to the Zentradi. "If I switch back to motorcycle mode am I going to get any trouble?"

"Don't see why," the Zentradi said. "As much as I hate to admit it you did save my life."

The answer was good enough for Andrea. She pulled Irene's arms off of her and started a quick run before turning back to the cyclone mode. The transformation was equally spectacular to the one that preceded it.

"Quite an impressive vehicle," The Zentradi said standing up again. Andrea tried not to be threatened. She took off her helmet.

"My name's Andrea."

"Zog," he said. He looked to Thunder. "And you?"

"Name's Thunder."

"Hah, I like that. A good strong name. You're the first Human I've liked, Thunder."

"Thanks. I guess."

"And you," he turned to face Irene and she took a step behind Andrea as if to use her as cover. Zog pointed a giant finger at her. "I have no use for you. Stay out of my way."

"Maybe um... Maybe you should stay out of my way. Or I'll tell Cliff to come back with his new ship and finish you off."

The Zentradi laughed loudly at the poorly fashioned retort. "Perhaps. Perhaps not. Regardless, I'll be on my way now. I appreciate the assistance but you could have helped without blowing up my only means of transport."

"Wait," Andrea called as he turned around to walk away. "Can I talk to you in private?"

Zog frowned. "I suppose so." He walked out of the clearing and Andrea handed her helmet to Irene before following. She caught up to him just on the other side of the tree line.

She cranked her head up to look at him. "You know you... Can you bend down or something?" He grinned widely and took a knee in front of her. He then reached out and placed his hand on the ground for her to stand on. Andrea did so, even though it felt as if she were some kind of pet. Zog picked her up to his eye-line. "You know you won't make it far if you go on your own. Irene will call the Invid and they'll be on you in less than 15 minutes."

"Indeed." He raised an eyebrow at her. "You have a better suggestion?"

"Stay with us a while. Until the rest of the Invid forget about you."

"Ha. You can't be serious. An Invid, a Human and a Zentradi. We wouldn't make it an hour without killing each other."

"Don't be so sure. I said I'd protect you and I mean it. If you leave Irene alone I'll make sure she leaves you alone."

"Are you sure you realize what you're saying?" Andrea stared him in the eye. "A Human, an Invid and a Zentradi?" She continued to stare. "You're sure?" He smiled as she kept her gaze on him unwaveringly. "All right, don't say I didn't warn you. But I do like that Thunder fellow."

"Then it's settled. But for this to work you have to leave Irene alone."

"Yes, yes, I'll leave the foolish little Invid alone."

"It would help if you didn't say anything like that to her face."

He smiled again and put her back down carefully. "We will see." 

* * * *

Upon arriving back at camp Andrea went immediately into her tent to sit down. She reached into a compartment in her riding armor and pulled out a handful of the flower which she had tried so hard to avoid on the ride home. She stared at it, debating her options. A few minutes had passed with no result and there was a knock on the metal support bar of the tent.

"Yes?" She said a little too quickly as she jammed her hand back into her compartment, hiding the flower. She watched the zipper move from the bottom of the tent to reveal a long, slim leg clad in a skintight black outfit. As the zipper raised in height it became even more obvious that the woman opening the door was Irene.

"Hey." She said from outside the tent. Behind her Andrea saw a large leg that could only belong to Zog. He seemed to be standing still a short distance away from camp. "Can I come in?"

"Sure." Andrea's voice didn't reveal her hesitance. She hadn't told Irene that Zog was coming along permanently and had been trying to figure out how to break the news. Fortunately the effects of the flower were still playing havoc on her system. "Zog's coming along."

"What? For how long?" Irene was in the tent but hadn't zipped it up behind herself. Her face betrayed an expression of shock.

"As long as he needs to. I'm not going to let you guys track him down and kill him as soon as he's out of my sight."

Irene sighed in frustration. "Well you should. He's going to get someone killed."

"No he won't."

"Yes he will."

"No. He won't." Andrea clarified. Irene clearly didn't accept the answer.

"Fine, whatever. Don't blame me when you wake up dead."

"I don't think that will be a problem, Irene." Irene was still mad. "What did you come in here for."

"I wanted to make sure you were alright." She backed out of the tent. "But since you're obviously not concerned about my safety then maybe I don't care about yours." She began to walk off.

"Close the tent behind you," Andrea shouted after her. Irene stopped in her tracks and turned. It looked as if she was about to shoot fire from her eyes. Andrea found herself hoping that wasn't an ability that the Invid possessed. She stormed back to the tent and grabbed the zipper. With a yank she pulled it to the bottom and Andrea sat back slightly. "Thanks," she said more to herself than Irene. Carefully she pulled some of the flower back out of her compartment again and was interrupted once more by a knock on the metal frame. "Yes?" She said. She was still a little angry and it showed in her voice.

"Um, can I come in?" Kitty asked without lifting the zipper.

"Of course," Andrea responded, her anger fading. Kitty quickly entered the tent and closed the door behind her.

"So what was that all about?"

"What? With Irene?" Kitty nodded. "Nothing to worry about. She's just upset about having a Zentradi along."

"You mean he's staying?" Kitty sounded as surprised as Irene did. What was it with these people, Andrea wondered.

"Yes, he's staying. Why is that such a surprise to everyone?"

"Well for starters he's like a billion feet tall." Andrea moved her hand as if to dismiss the claim. "Not to mention the fact that his race invaded and blew up half the stuff on Earth."

"Yeah, well it's not like we've had any shortage of that."

"Exactly!" She pointed at Andrea. "That's exactly my point. We shouldn't trust him."

Andrea sighed. She didn't want to get into this again. "I trust him. He's staying. Deal with it."

Kitty frowned and looked back to Andrea. "I guess I've still got you."

"That's the spirit," Andrea said with little conviction. 

Kitty's frown continued. "Maybe we should change subjects."

"Good idea. Did you just come here to complain about Zog or was there another thing on your mind?"

Kitty's frown turned into a smile. "Well there was something else on my mind."

"And what's that?"

"You." She leaned forward as if to start a kiss and Andrea put her hand to Kitty's mouth, stopping her in her tracks.

"In a few hours. I've got some stuff I want to get done."

"Oh." She seemed dejected only for a short time. "I guess I can wait a few hours. I'll leave you to your 'stuff'"

Andrea smiled, thankful that Kitty was taking the hint that she wanted to be alone. Kitty left the tent and sure enough, another tapping came at the metal before Andrea could even pull out the flower again. "What is it?"

"It's Thunder." Andrea sighed and whipped the zipper open for him to enter. He bent low and came in, not bothering to close it behind him. "I wanted to talk to you."

"Tell me it's not a complaint about Zog."

"The Zentradi? No, of course not. He seems to be a nice person. I've been talking to him while the others have been in here."

"Ah, good. So what do you want to talk about?"

"Us." Andrea sighed quietly to herself. She had a feeling this would be even worse than another complaint about their new travelling companion. "I'm afraid I don't entirely understand where we sit with each other."

"Oh?" She was already uninterested in the conversation but wasn't sure whether to blame it on the flower's reaction or true feelings.

"Well it's obvious you were busy with Irene and Kitty this afternoon. Not that there's anything wrong with that..."

"Uh huh."

"But anyway, it seems obvious that you're not interested in an exclusive relationship..."

"Does it?"

"And I am."

"I see."

Thunder seemed to get a little angry. "I'm sorry, could we both talk about this perhaps? Instead of me just rambling off my feelings?"

"I don't know what to say about it. I promised Kitty I'd do her twice a week."

"Uh huh. So it's a requirement?" Andrea shrugged her shoulders. "Well it's obvious this is useless right now. We can talk about this later."

"If you say so."

Thunder made a low groan of frustration. "Have a good evening Andrea." He left the tent as quickly as he had come, leaving the door flaps waving slightly in the breeze.

"Close the door." Andrea said to deaf ears. She moved to the door entrance and closed it. With her own groan of frustration she began taking off the riding armor. When she was naked once more she suddenly felt lightheaded. She got the chills and wrapped herself up in the sleeping bag. "Great. It's happening again," she said through chattering teeth. 

As before her chills quickly turned into severe heat. She took the cue to reach for the flower once more. A brief evaluation of the consequences came up empty and Andrea quickly ate another one hoping it would stop the shivers. She tried to hold still a moment to see if it was working and found that her shivers were indeed fading. But they were fading too slowly. She ate a few more pieces quickly until she'd downed nearly half a handful.

Just as predicted the shivers stopped completely and she felt normal once more. She felt better than normal. She felt free. And horny. In fact, now that she thought about it more, she felt really horny. The dose she ate before had been maybe a quarter what she consumed this time and she definitely wanted sex. But from who?

Andrea smiled as she remembered Kitty's earlier offer.

* * * *

Andrea pressed Kitty face first, roughly up against a tree and with a sharp yank, pulled Kitty's pants down to her ankles. "What are you doing?" Kitty asked. Andrea was acting very strangely. She had pulled Kitty out of sight of the others and hadn't said a word.  The next thing Kitty knew she was shoved up against a tree with her pants around her ankles.




Invid Invasion Ch. 08



A short note: Well, I just re-read chapter 7 and couldn't help but cringe at some of it. I didn't get quite as much accomplished (plot-wise) as I'd hoped so this chapter is going to make up for that a bit. The sex here will be a little more interspersed but for all the fans, not to worry, it'll still be here in spades.

Also, I SINCERELY apologize that it's taken so long to get this chapter out. I've been a bit overwhelmed lately for time and am trying my best to work on this. I've set a goal for myself to put up a new chapter on the first of every month and I think I can even stick to it. So try and be patient. I believe in quality over quantity, so instead of rushing out a short or unfinished chapter, I'll take the extra time to do it right. Hopefully though, I'll stick to schedule.

And as usual, mail me comments/suggestions. Every message really does get the next one out that much faster. (And I promise I won't send viruses or spam mail and you're more than welcome to stay anonymous. I know I do! :) Anyway, enjoy chapter 8.

Chapter 8: "One Million People"

"Andrea woke up covered in a sticky layer of sperm and urine. The floor was stone and surprisingly cold. Her hair felt gooey and was stuck together in clumps. It hung down awkwardly as she sat up and looked around the room. "Where am I?" She spoke quietly to herself. The last thing she remembered, she was collapsing into the brush in a forest. She wiped her eyes where there should have been tears but only managed to smear the sticky substance around her face.

Was she dreaming? It felt too real for that. Suddenly, instantly, she remembered where this was. She was in the yellow gangs head quarters, the morning after her initiation. Her failed initiation. But Ed was not here to attend to her. She didn't wake up in a bath like she should have. She woke up on the floor, where she had fallen asleep the night before. She looked around and saw that the room was completely empty. The door was made of wood and looked heavy. It was probably locked. Andrea stood up and turned slowly around when the door opened.

A naked woman walked in. Young and very attractive. Following her, were three gang members. Andrea recognized one of them from the night before. "Clean her up," he said to the young woman whom immediately dropped to her knees and obeyed. She put her slender fingers around Andrea's ankle and lifted a foot off the ground. With no obvious hesitation she started to lick at the underside of her foot. Andrea tried to pull away but the woman had a surprisingly firm grip. "What are you doing?"

"She's doing what she's told. You'd do best to go along with it or you'll only get yourself in more trouble." Andrea sighed, realizing the man was right and remained still throughout her tongue bath. By the time the other woman was licking at her face, they were both laying down on the cold stone, Andrea on the bottom. She was tolerating the long tongue strokes across her eyebrow with growing unease.

Finally, the tongue strokes stopped and the woman sat up, straddling her. She looked back at the three men that were watching and one of them nodded. "Dirty her back up again." 

* * * *

Andrea awoke with a start. She brushed some kind of insect off of her leg and stood up. She was back in the glade. It was night, she was cold and she knew immediately that her best option would be to go back to camp and return to her tent. But what if she had seriously hurt Kitty? How could she deal with that? 

At least the flower seemed to have worn off. Andrea looked down, remembering. The flower. It was still hard not to lunge at it and consume the whole patch. She walked quickly away from it before she was tempted any further.

An hour or so later found herself wandering the woods, thinking aloud to herself as she tried to sort out the days events. "Or was it yesterday?" She looked up at the sky and frowned. If it were the Northern Hemisphere she would know the exact time from the location of the constellations. But in the South, who knew?

"Oh God, I hope Bob has found Kitty by now." If she hadn't run off selfishly she could have gone to him and told him about her situation. She hadn't felt this guilty about anything in a long time. 

A few minutes later found her stepping into sand. She concentrated and heard the gentle roar of the ocean. She was obviously on the beach. She turned to her left and confirmed her assumption. Dark water stretched out for miles. She sat down on a rock and listened to the sounds in an attempt to sort out her thoughts.

As she pondered what to do a glint of light caught her attention along the horizon. It wasn't moving; she simply hadn't noticed it earlier. She stood up to get a better view and realized what it was. It was a city. A big one by the looks of it and at the center the light was far too white to be flames. They had electricity. She took a step forward and her jaw dropped while she imagined the possibilities. Suddenly, all thought of guilt had left her mind. She hadn't seen electricity in years. Maybe the Coalition was what the Earth needed right now. Order.

With a new energy, she turned and started walking quickly back towards camp. Her hasty mood was dampened when she heard the click of broken sticks up above. Someone was in the forest. And close by too. She turned and jumped when she saw Zog come into view. His purple skin was barely visible and made him look like a giant shadow looming over the trees. Fear leapt into her stomach when she noticed his angry frown.

"What are you doing here?" Andrea stumbled with the words but they came out confidently enough.

"Trying to find you. It's been several hours since anyone's seen you."

"Well I'm heading back now so don't worry about it."

"Andrea..." He paused as if debating whether or not to speak. "Are you okay?"

Andrea collapsed into a sitting position on the soft ground. She let out a sigh. "How's Kitty?" She flushed red with embarrassment as she spoke and her stomach felt queasy thinking about it.

"I do not know. Bob wouldn't say what was wrong with her. It seems fairly serious." He crouched down and raised a giant eyebrow. "Why? Did you harm her?" Andrea nodded reluctantly. She didn't feel like talking at the moment. "Why?"

"I don't know. I couldn't help it." She spoke monotone, trying to show as little emotion as possible. "The flower..." She thought about her words, "the flower left me out of control."

"Ah. I understand." There was a long pause while the two sat in silence. Andrea looked up at his giant head and for the first time, felt no fear. He was just like her. Confused and lost. She gave him a gaze that urged him to finish his thoughts aloud. "I don't know how much you know about my people, but there are no women of our species. There are no women, because we are all bred and cloned. The masters wanted an army and they literally created one." He looked at her to gauge her interest. She obviously wanted to hear more. She looked up at him desperately, trying to drown her own thoughts in his words. "Unfortunately the modifications didn't stop at the physical level. They controlled our thoughts. Influenced us to focus on the violent side of our personalities. We were slaves. Many of us still are."

"I see." Andrea hadn't heard any of that before. Of course, information about the Zentradi was generally kept out of civilian hands throughout the war. "But the flower didn't bring out the worst in me, it brought out my true feelings. If that's how I truly want to act... Deep down I mean... Well, I don't even want to think that way."

Zog sighed and sat down in a less awkward position. "Andrea, our inhibitions are what define us. Without them to guide us, we act only on instinct. And everyone's instinct is more or less the same. There's no need to feel shame in it."

Andrea was silent. Eventually she spoke. "Thanks."

Zog stood up slowly but gracefully and walked away without another word. Andrea, left to her own devices, found she couldn't concentrate on any thoughts. She bounced around between hurting Kitty, how much she had enjoyed it, guilt she felt over it, her attitude to the other members of the group, and even her own sex drive that seemed to be increasing every day. Her eyes darted around with her mind, looking at different objects around her. Eventually, the found the light of Trump Towers once more and focused in on it, like a moth to flame.

Suddenly, her mind was clear. Focused. She only had one thought. 'Change the world. Make it better. Stick up for the little guys.' She knew in her heart she could do it. But first she would have to stop feeling sorry for herself.

Time passed and while Andrea continued to stare at the gleaming spec of hope she found that her guilt was indeed fading. She realized there was more to worry about than her personal life. What happened, happened. She couldn't change that. But she could change the future. She stood up, and began to slowly walk back to camp. 

* * * *

The first thing Andrea saw was Bob's tent that he shared with Kitty and Irene. The three had been kind enough to let Andrea have the other tent to herself. Without realizing she was still naked, Andrea unzipped it and entered.

Kitty was inside, lying on her side and Bob sat beside her still naked body. She looked like she was sweating a great deal and Bob himself was near exhaustion. He startled awake when Andrea entered. His voice seemed even more nasally than normal. "A... Andrea. I... I didn't expect you." He looked away after seeing her lack of clothing.

"I wanted to check on Kitty. Is she okay?"

Bob turned to look at her skeptically. He raised his eyebrows behind his thick glasses as he looked relentlessly into Andrea's eyes. "A... Are you still on the f... flower?"

Andrea shook her head. "It wore off. I haven't taken any more."

Bob nodded, satisfied. "She'll live, I c... can tell you that. But uh... W... Well, there'll be regular b... bleeding for some time and I need to do some minor surgery as s... soon... as soon as possible. If we could get to a... to a town soon that would make things easier."

Andrea thought of Trump Towers, "if we leave tomorrow morning we can get to one probably mid-afternoon."

Bob nodded. "Excellent. T... That will do fine."

Andrea looked back to Kitty's sleeping form. With a quick sigh she left and closed the tent behind her. A short walk found her entering her own tent, which she quickly zipped up behind her. It was dark inside and she sat down. "What a day..."

"Andrea?" Andrea jumped at Irene's voice. She had forgotten about leaving her tied up. She tried not to betray her surprise when she spoke.

"Oh no. I left you in here didn't I?"

"Uh huh. Can you untie me now please?"

"Of course. I'm sorry I forgot about you." Andrea turned herself around and placed a hand down on Irene's breast when searching for her tied arms. Irene squealed lightly but just bit her lip as Andrea quickly apologized and moved her hand up to Irene's arms. She followed Irene's arms up until she found the rope and began to undo the knot. 

It was dark so Andrea couldn't help but fumble with it but eventually she managed to get it undone. The ropes fell to the ground lazily. "There. All done."

Andrea heard a quick shuffle and strained her eyes to try and see but she was too slow. The wind was knocked out of her as Irene tackled her to the ground. Andrea could feel the woman's large breasts crush against her stomach and hot breath heaved over her own sternum. "What are you doing?" She breathed out before Irene's hand found the lips of her pussy. "Aaaa," despite her intentions her head flew back and her spine arched at Irene's touch.

"I've been laying there for hours and I'm horny. Please, can we?" Andrea felt a finger enter into her still mostly dry pussy. It stuck slightly as it went in, creating a pleasant friction while her lips sucked in slightly around the digit. Once fully inside her, Irene curled it up to reach the top of her inner wall and Andrea arched her back again.

"Aaaa." She tried to say no but couldn't speak. Irene's breathing over her chest continued while her finger continued its relentless assault. "Mmmm," she let out a quiet moan when Irene's warm tongue pressed into her left nipple. Her arms instinctually went to Irene's and held the blonde's head tight against her breast. Simultaneously she wrapped a smooth leg loosely around Irene's thin waist.

Irene pulled her finger out until only the tip of her nail was still inside Andrea's sex and then gently inserted it once more. Andrea's lower lips moved with the other woman's finger, sticking slightly to it and moving further away or closer to her body.

Andrea moaned again in pleasure as Irene switched her attention to the other nipple. She could feel the small stubs growing hard and tensing almost painfully while Irene continued to lick and suck on them.

She was surprised and a little disappointed when Irene withdrew her finger from her pussy but tried not to vocalize her objections. She felt her lower lips cling to the digit as long as possible before finally releasing it and falling back into place. She was wet now and desperately wanted something back inside her.

She got her wish when Irene pushed the same wet finger into her ass. She instinctively tensed her body and bucked to the side at the first sign of intrusion, which knocked Irene's mouth off her nipple. Undeterred, Irene continued to apply pressure and gradually forced the finger deeper with a wet squishing sound.

Andrea couldn't help but moan when Irene's digit found itself all the way inside. It wasn't near as far as a few men had been but Irene was brushing her finger carefully along the membrane that separated her two holes and Andrea felt the effect strongly. She bucked her hips in a vain attempt to get away from the rather intense pleasure she was feeling but Irene kept a firm grip on her hips with her free hand. Instinctively, Andrea continued to try and buck herself away from Irene's finger but each attempt was as futile as the last.

She felt Irene's free hand move firmly up her hard stomach and find her left breast. Irene squeezed gently and began to massage it. "Unnn. Irene, stop, stop." Andrea felt out of breath but Irene ignored her. She cupped the breast she had been working on and flicked the nipple with her tongue. Andrea bucked again and moaned.

While she continued to work on the nipple with her mouth, her left hand went back down Andrea's stomach to reach her pubic area. It slowly dragged across the short hairs and found Andrea's thigh. She applied pressure, forcing Andrea flatter onto her back while at the same time she worked her body in-between Andrea's legs. Andrea conceded the position and wrapped her legs tightly around Irene's waist. She could feel the softness of Irene's stomach press lightly against the lips of her pussy while the finger in her ass continued to press on. "Unnn," Andrea's lips parted slightly. She couldn't believe she was doing this now of all times. But it was taking her mind off of Kitty, and that in itself made it much easier to just let go and let whatever happened happen.

"Do you want more?" Irene's voice was soft and silky. Andrea found it hard to concentrate. She felt the finger press harder into her ass as if asking in its own way and she forced out a response.

"Yes."

"Mmm, good." Irene lifted her head up from Andrea's breast and moved her body higher until they were face to face. She slowly let her lips come down against the other woman's and kissed gently. Andrea's lips were still parted slightly and Irene slowly inserted her tongue into the willing mouth beneath her. She could feel the top and bottom of her tongue rub carefully along Andrea's teeth before it connected with the other women's warm muscle. Andrea pressed her tongue against Irene's and kissed back with a little more force.

Gradually, the passion of the kiss raised and Andrea found herself with a hand in Irene's long curly blond hair, pressing her hard into her mouth. The other arm found itself around Irene's back, once again pressing hard to mash their breasts together tightly. Irene took the hint and pressed herself hard into Andrea, allowing their stomachs to press against each other. Andrea's toned abs brushed against Irene's flat but less defined stomach. Irene lifted a leg and placed it on the other side of Andrea's so their lower lips could kiss with as much force as their upper ones.

Irene forcefully sucked Andrea's tongue into her mouth and swirled her own wet muscle around Andrea's. Andrea moaned again at the feeling but her moan intensified when she felt Irene grind her pussy into her own. Her labia slid easily in-between Irene's to cover itself in the wetness coming out of her blond lover. As the two pressed together, Irene's light blond pubic curls entwined themselves with Andrea's shorter ones while their labia's continued to press together as if they were one.

Andrea was reminded of the finger in her ass when Irene curled the thin digit to rub against the wall of her rectum. Andrea arched her back hard, forcing her stomach into the air and to press more tightly against Irene. She was long distracted from the kissing she was participating in and simply let Irene play with her tongue, still inside the blonde's mouth.

Suddenly, Irene started to hump hard against Andrea, forcing their bodies to bounce with the motions. Her breasts slipped free from her partners when she lifted her body up slightly to assist in the back and forth motion. Both sets of breasts moved in tandem with their hips, as both sets of lips remained locked tightly. Irene's firm large breasts hung down attractively, occasionally bouncing against Andrea's as they rocked back and forth.

Andrea gasped as she felt Irene's finger leave her rectum but found she couldn't breath as it reinserted itself with a second digit. "Ahhh." She tried to move back onto her side but Irene's other hand didn't allow it. She gripped at Andrea's breast and continued to hump hard into the other woman.

Irene arched her neck back as her orgasm approached. Andrea's eyes rolled up as she felt the same sensation in herself and flinched with pleasure as Irene's clit found her own. They continued to stimulate each other for a few more moments until Andrea realized there was no way she was coming down from orgasm now. Her stomach clenched and she let out a loud moan as it built up inside her. "More... Faster."

Irene obliged and kicked up the pace. She changed from long slow strokes to quick ones that focused on their clits until she felt herself become flustered and her own stomach tensed. With a loud groan, Andrea came and tensed her rectum around Irene's fingers. The digits inside her seemed to add to the pleasurable sensation in her stomach and she bucked slightly up and down as the feelings washed over her.

As she was nearing completion of her climax, she felt Irene's fingers tighten inside her and suddenly became aware of the warm pulsing sensation that belonged to Irene's sex. Andrea looked up and saw Irene, with mouth open and lips bloodshot red, immersed in a silent scream of ecstasy. As she recovered herself, she slowly opened her eyes and let out a quiet purr before collapsing onto Andrea's body once more. Her pussy still pulsed and she could feel her cum dripping towards Andrea. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but closed it again after thinking twice. Andrea noticed.

"What?"

"No, it's nothing," Irene said sheepishly.

"You can tell me, it's alright." Andrea put her arms around Irene and hugged her closer.

"I..." She paused and gulped. "I don't want it to sound like it's just physical."

Andrea smiled encouragingly. She wanted to know what was on Irene's mind that she was so nervous about. "Go ahead."




Invid Invasion Ch. 08



"I love you." She reddened in the cheeks slightly and Andrea let her mouth go slack in surprise. She felt the strength draining out of her hug and quickly doubled her efforts to hold Irene close. She didn't want to embarrass her for saying it.

"Are you sure?" It was the only response she could think of. She certainly didn't love Irene back. How could she tell her that?

Irene nodded and kissed Andrea lightly on the mouth. "I know you don't love me back. That's okay. Maybe you will later sometime." Andrea's mouth remained slack through the kiss. At least she wouldn't have to tell her. "Let's just go to sleep and we can talk about it in the morning okay?"

Andrea nodded weakly and made a vein attempt at a kiss to make Irene feel better. Irene closed her eyes and relished in it for everything it was worked. When they pulled away, she rested her cheek next to Andrea's. "I love you so much."

It was an hour of shocked silence for Andrea before she fell asleep. She never even realized that there were still two fingers imbedded inside her. 

* * * *

Andrea woke up in a bathtub. Her back felt a little sore from the awkward angle and she looked up to see se wasn't alone in the room. There were a few dozen gang members surrounding her, but fortunately they weren't standing too close. She didn't feel completely trapped. The tub was filled about three quarters full but was sitting at room temperature. She looked down and saw that the water was a little murkier than she thought it should be.

"What's going on?" She looked around again. Something felt wrong. Then, the smell caught her nose. Sperm. She looked down again with wide eyes.

"We've been saving that for a year now. We didn't even know what to do with it." It was Steve that was speaking. For some reason she disliked him more than anyone else. It was probably because his was the name that stuck with her. "Well, we figured it out. Everyone took a poll to see who the hottest girl here was and guess what? You came out miles ahead."

Andrea lifted an arm out of the 'water' curiously and the liquid fell back down like drool. She frowned, disgusted. The man spoke up again. "We have another tub worth just about. From now on you're going to bath in that every day. You're not just going to smell like sex. You're going to be sex embodied. Dunk your head."

Andrea's eyes went wide for the second time. She looked back down at the semen surrounding her. Steve spoke more forcefully. "Dunk your head." She tried to protest but couldn't find the words. Eventually, she resigned to the fact that for the time being at least she was stuck here. She had no choice and took a deep breath.

She lifted her knees up and allowed her back to slide flat along the bottom of the tub, surrounding her face with the milky substance. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't believe that someone or even someone's had actually saved up so much sperm. She was running low on air so she sat back up again and opened her mouth to breath in. She immediately tasted the salty liquid and tried to ignore it. Her face was caked with the stuff and she could feel it plug her nose and ears. She wiped her face off with an equally gooey hand and opened her eyes. The liquid stung like soap but she didn't want to look weak so she put up with the feeling. She could feel her hair hang heavily down against her back.

"Can I get out now?" Laughter erupted around her and she looked to Steve. Damn him. Why did he have to be the one talking. And where was Ed? She couldn't find him anywhere.

"There's something else I forgot to mention." He looked to his right and Andrea followed his gaze. An attractive, naked girl was making her way through the crowd. "Each day a different girl is going to join you in there and have her way with you. Or, more accurately, have our way with you." Andrea noticed the girl didn't seem any happier to be there than Andrea did but realized that would be small consolation. The girl stood at the edge of the tub waiting instructions. Steve didn't waste any time telling her what to do. "Get in bitch." She sighed and lifted a beautiful looking foot. She moved her big toe to the surface of the cum and dipped her toe in as if testing water temperature. Slowly she placed her smooth calf inside the tub until her foot rested on the bottom of it, in-between Andrea's legs. She put a hand on the edge of the ceramic surface and used that to balance while she brought in her other leg. She looked hesitant to go any further, once she was standing about a foot deep in the liquid.

"I'm Heather." The girl had a pleasant soft spoken voice.

"Andrea," came her response.

"Nice to meet you." She looked awkward and embarrassed.

Steve spoke up. "Let her lick your toes." Heather sighed again and lifted her foot out of the slimy substance and towards Andrea's face. Andrea briefly looked towards Steve but still knew she didn't have a choice. Heather's foot was dripping in long strands but Andrea set to work, regardless. She moved her own glossy face towards Heather's big toe and took it into her mouth. She still didn't like the taste but sucked on it anyway. She pulled away and spit out the small amount of cum that had stayed in her mouth. She then went back to work, licking between Heather's toes.

The crowd obviously enjoyed seeing Andrea's tongue emerge between the dripping white digits and then take another one into her mouth. Finally, done with the toes, Andrea licked the base of Heather's foot from the heal towards her toes. Heather gasped slightly and Andrea looked up, noticing the small droplets of arousal coming from between the other woman's legs. She didn't hold it against her.

She quickly finished with the foot and spit out another small mouthful. Heather put her foot back in the tub and looked to Steve once more. He spoke. "Don't look at me. You two go at it."

Heather frowned and lowered herself onto her knees. She was now straddling Andrea. She slowly leaned forward until her stomach was immersed in the liquid. Then, carefully, she let the tips of her nipples touch the milky substance and moved her lips only inches from Andrea's. Andrea looked over at Steve and saw a look in his eyes that made her quiver. She realized she had better make this a good show.

She reached out of the sperm surrounding her and wrapped her arms around Heather, seeing a slight flinch in the other woman's eyes as her wet hands flattened against her back. Suddenly, Andrea pulled down, catching Heather off guard. She splashed into the liquid heavily and the angle caused her feet and calves to stick out in the air at a 90 degree angle to the rest of her legs. Her head was now submersed in water and buried between Andrea's breasts. She continued to hold her underwater with one hand while the other traveled down her back and clasped onto her buttocks. Heather's feet flinched at the end of the tub and Andrea looked down to see air bubbles making their way upwards to the surface.

Not wanting to risk drowning her, she released the grip of her hand on her back and let that one travel down to her ass with the other one. Heather immediately raised her head above the surface and gasped deeply. Andrea could easily see strands of the liquid connecting the lips of her wide open mouth to each other. Once she'd taken a deep breath she breathed out through her nose which only caused bubbled to form around it. Andrea was repulsed but kissed her hard on the lips anyway. The girl moaned in surprise and only exhaled more heavily through her nose.

Andrea eventually released the kiss and looked at the other girl. She opened her eyes wide, also ignoring the stinging sensation that it brought. Andrea spoke. "You've never done it with a girl before have you?"

The girl shook her head negatively. "But..." She stopped.

"But what?"

"After this, I'm supposed to please you sexually, whenever you want."

Andrea was shocked. Again, she looked over to Steve as if to confirm it and he only nodded back. She sat there awkwardly for a moment before he spoke again. "Get to it ladies."

Andrea looked back to Heather and kissed her once more. This time, the other woman kissed back. She was probably told to make it a good show or else. Andrea used her grip on Heather's butt to pull the woman's crotch into her stomach. The action caused Heather to gain a bit of height on her companion and Andrea found her face in-between the other woman's breasts. She started to lick as enthusiastically as she was able, trying to ignore the strands of cum that dripped onto her cheeks and shoulders.

She removed one of her hands from Heather's ass and ran it roughly along the length of her crack, dipping into her cheeks. Heather moaned as Andrea's hand rubbed past her anus and pussy. She bit down on the hard nipple in front of her and Heather shook violently, consumed in the pleasure. Andrea rubbed her hand a couple more times along the crack of Heather's ass before sitting up straighter and repositioning the two of them.

She put Heather down on her back, balancing her along the eight inch rim of the tub. The act was difficult because of how slippery the woman's back was on the ceramics. Next, carefully, Andrea scissored her legs with the other woman, placing one foot square in the tub while the other balanced on the smooth surface outside the tub and overtop Heather's left leg. The other woman's right one, wrapped itself around Andrea's waist, subconsciously waiting for what was about to happen. She didn't have to wait long. 

Andrea thrust her pussy hard into Heather's sex but once again found the act more difficult than expected. They were both insanely slippery and she had trouble keeping her balance. She leaned forward more to lap at Heather's gooey face while she continued her awkward thrusting. Heather gasped with each thrust, not expecting the pleasure it brought. But it wasn't enough. Despite the attractive position for the voyeurs in the room, there was very little friction between the two. Heather realized it and didn't want to be teased any longer.

Aggressively, she shoved Andrea into the tub forcing a splash from the liquid and quickly turned to join her in the bath. She raised herself forward and pressed her dripping sex tightly against Andrea's mouth. Andrea didn't respond right away so Heather humped herself against Andrea's face a couple of times for encouragement. "Lick me, please. Do it hard."

Andrea resigned to the fact that she still wasn't in control, grabbed the other woman's ass once more and pressed her mouth hard into the pussy in front of her. It tasted sweet, despite the surrounding sourness and she tried her best to enjoy the action. She could feel Heather's smooth stomach rub against her forehead as the other woman continued to try and hump Andrea's face. She felt a leg wrap around her neck and force the pussy in front of her in even deeper.

With a new found guile, she stuck her tongue deeply into Heather's sex and lapped at the other woman's inside to the best of her ability. "Yes," came Heather's voice. "Like that." She was doing her best to stay with Heather's humping and only needed to continue the effort for a few minutes. "Yes," the encouragement came again. She continuously readjusted her grip on the other woman's slippery ass and that too soon became unnecessary. Heather pushed herself hard into Andrea's face and let out a loud moan. "Yeeeeeessssssss." She ended in a hiss that couldn't help but bring every man in the room to a complete hard on. The woman shook hard while she came, spraying small drop of cum in Andrea's hair. Andrea could taste Heather's orgasm and continued to lap lightly at the woman's pussy. "Oh God, you're good." Heather put a hand in Andrea's sticky wet hair and pushed her hard against her pussy. "Ahhh."

She started to hump again and Andrea took the hint that she wasn't quite done yet. This seemingly insecure girl certainly wasn't insecure about sex. "More. More," she breathily moaned, forcing Andrea to continue. It didn't take her long to reach her second orgasm and Andrea was rewarded once again with the pleasant taste. "Oh God..." She released her grip and let herself collapse backwards into the tub. She rested her head on the far side of the bath but allowed her breasts, waist and thighs to dip back down below the liquid's surface. She kept her ankles wrapped lightly around Andrea's neck.

Andrea's legs were parted and her knees above the water so that Heather slipped easily in-between them. Her ass rested lightly on Andrea's pussy and she gripped her knees with her hands. "You're the best I've ever had, babe." She lifted a slimy leg and kissed the ankle, despite the taste. "And I've had a few."

Andrea relaxed and Heather looked across the tub enticingly at Andrea. Slowly, she began to rub her ass between Andrea's legs. Steve spoke up. "If you two need a little help, I've got something you can use." He lifted up a double dildo and Heather only smiled. 

* * * *

Andrea awoke lazily to a green glow caused by the sun hitting her mostly green tent. She looked over to see Irene's cheek on her breast while the woman slept soundly. Andrea lifted her arms above her head, extended her toes and stretched, trying to wake up. Suddenly, a pain in her ass forced her to jump back into her previous position. Irene's fingers were still inside her. Carefully, she reached behind her back and withdrew Irene's digits. 

Slowly, she sat up and feeling fine, she put on a pair of pants before exiting the tent topless. Once outside, she instinctively set a course for Bob's tent. Would Kitty be doing better now? Would she be awake? What could she say?

She found herself tapping on the tight brown canvas. "Uh... Come... Come in."

Andrea opened up the zipper and went into the four person tent. Kitty was laying on her side with eyes open looking towards the tent's opening. Her pupils were huge and Bob noticed Andrea staring. "I... I had to g... give her some pain killers." Andrea nodded.

"How's she doing?"

"S... She'll be fine. B... But it could be a couple of m... months until she's f... fully recovered. H... However it will only be weeks, if we get to a... a proper m... medical facility soon." Andrea nodded, understanding.

"We need to get moving to Trump Towers then. It's only half a day from here."

"T... That would be wise. Y... Yes."

"I'll have everyone ready to go in half an hour."

Bob nodded and Andrea left the tent to do as she claimed she would. Thunder was at the fire so she made her way over to him. Her stomach dropped a notch as she neared the fire. She didn't want him to think less of her and she had certainly given him reason to. She decided to start with a fairly neutral, "hey."

"Good morning," he said in his usual tone. "We will need to be leaving soon I suspect?"

Andrea nodded still a little nervous. Normally she wouldn't be concerned with what someone thought of her. She realized then she'd been avoiding him since they had sex some time ago. Maybe it was a time to put an end to that. "We're leaving in about half an hour." She gulped a little nervously. "We need to get Kitty to Trump Towers so we won't be going at the horse's pace."

"I understand," he said nodding. "I suspect it won't take me more than a couple of days to catch up. Where should I meet you in the city?"

"Uh..." She looked into the dirt. "I was thinking I could travel with you. I could use a rest from routine right now."

He looked up at her and smiled. "Of course." He sounded briefly hesitant, "but the added weight will make it very difficult on Jasper."

"I could ride along side in my cyclone. Zog travels slower as well so he can stay with us. We'll just have to change course once Irene is gone with the others."

He raised an eyebrow. "You don't trust her?"

"It's the other Invid I don't trust... And since they're all connected somehow in their thoughts..."

"Ah, I see. Best to do as you advise and change course then. If you wish, I could talk to Zog and let him know our intentions."

Andrea nodded. "That would be good. Thanks."

"It is no trouble." He slowly stood up to his full seven feet and went off into the trees where Zog had slept the night before. Andrea watched him walk off and then turned to head back to her tent. What was it that he did to her? Normally she was so confident. Sure of herself. But around him she was what? Humbled.

She opened the zipper to her tent and bent down. "Irene. Wake up." The blond Invid was curled into a fetal position, still naked and on top of the covers. She looked cold and mumbled slightly when Andrea spoke to her. "Irene." Andrea spoke with a little more force.

Irene hazily responded, still not completely awake. "Wha...?" It looked as if she tried to raise her head but failed and instead decided more sleep was in order.

"You have to get up."

"No... Sleeping." She was still dazed, half-asleep. Andrea wondered how something that slept like that could come from a species of pure evil. Her views on the Invid were fast changing.

Andrea sighed and went inside the canvas. She put a cold hand on Irene's thigh and shook. "Irene. We have to pack up the tent. You guys are leaving in half an hour."

The comment jostled her awake. "Wha? When? Who? I mean... Where are you going then?"

"I'm travelling with Thunder for a couple days. I'll catch up to you all some time on Tuesday."

"But... What day is today?"

"It's Sunday."

"Oh. Well... Can I come with you? I don't like anyone else here."

Andrea called her bluff. "Yes you do. You like Bob and Kitty fine." Again, Irene mumbled something that Andrea couldn't make out. "What?"

"I said not Kitty. She gets more sex than me."

"Oh."

"And what about Zog? Aren't you worried I'm going to beat him up or something?"

Andrea stifled a laugh. "No, because he's coming with me and Thunder. He moves slower then the rest of you guys."

"But... I can be slow to."

"That's not the point."

"Yes it is." Andrea sighed and again wondered how this creature she was debating with could be called the bad guy.

"I need some time alone."

"Then why go with Thunder and Zog?"

Andrea sighed again. She was getting frustrated. "I... I don't know Irene. I just need to be away from routine."

"Oh."

"I'll see you on Tuesday. Okay?"

"Okay." She sat up a little straighter. "Can I have a kiss?"

Andrea smiled and leaned closer. She closed her eyes as her lips met Irene's and pressed her chest up against the Blonde's. The kiss quickly intensified and Irene rolled Andrea onto her back to lay on top of her. It didn't take long until Andrea felt a hand slipping into her pants and rubbing at her sex gently. She pulled away from the kiss.

"No... Not right now. I don't have time. I have to pack up the tent."

Irene pouted. She got off of Andrea and reached over to her suit. "Fine." She got dressed quickly and exited the tent. She spoke before hurrying off. "I'll see you Tuesday."

Andrea sighed but didn't have the patience to deal with Irene's pouting. She began to roll up the sleeping bag and moved her supplies out of the tent so she could fold it up. Five minutes later saw Andrea loading the wrapped up tent and sleeping bag into the jeep. She tied her bag to the back of her cyclone and began to help the others with their supplies. Bob needed the most help, having to deal with both Kitty and the tent he was using. 

* * * *

A short while later, Andrea was watching the jeep drive off from the side of the road. It slowly faded into the distance and when it finally disappeared over a rise, she looked over to Thunder. Zog towered behind him and Andrea spoke to the two of them. "Let's get going." 

* * * *

The wind in her hair. She'd forgotten about that feeling. They'd been on the road for a day and she hadn't said a word to anyone. Eventually she had tired of the slow pace of Thunder's horse and decided that some speed was in order. Next thing she knew she was going 110 mph down the abandoned highway and there was a series of three dots on her radar. 




Invid Invasion Ch. 08



The Gulf of Mexico was to her left as she traveled down the twisting road and her radar showed something approaching from straight ahead. She looked up but couldn't see anything in the sky. The large hill in front of her was blocking her vision so she hit the speed to get over it faster. The dots were at the edge of her 50 mile radar screen so she should still have some time to deal with whatever it was.

She climbed the hill at 130 and upon reaching the top, she hit the breaks hard. The dots on the radar were 30 miles closer and it had only been about 15 seconds. Worse then that, she found 2 _____ helicopters that had been flying below radar. They were raising above the cleft of the hill and had just entered into sight. The loud thud of the propellers seemed incredibly clear. They both had full arsenals trained on her, and of course a white stylized skull on the front. Further off in the distance, she saw the town for the first time from any close distance. It was huge. A shanty town went out like a blast crater focused around the 116 story building. The improvised city went on for dozens of miles around its focal point. She was stunned, to say the least.

Meanwhile, three planes that looked something like the prestigious veritech fighters buzzed overhead and looped around to come for another pass. A light started to blink on her HUD screen and she realized they all had weapons lock. Before she could think about moving another light lit up that she hadn't seen in a year. The radio.

She blinked in the right sequence to activate the two way communication and listened. "...Coalition territory. Repeat. Please respond, or we will open fire. You are travelling at extremely high approach speeds to Trump Towers."

"My name's Andrea Robertson. I have permission to be in your territory."

"Please hold."

Andrea's gaze went over to focus on the light that represented the weapons lock. She stared at it as it blinked a silent warning. The constant 'thud, thud, thud,' of the helicopters seemed to grow louder as she waited. 

"Identity confirmed. Please accompany us to the checkpoint at the edge of city limits." The man on the other side of the radio paused for a moment and Andrea almost spoke but he beat her too it. "Additionally, you are now within 30 miles of Trump Towers which means you must follow a strict speed limit of 60 mph, not..." he paused again for a moment. "Not 130."

Andrea frowned. "Acknowledged." She turned off the transmitting end of the radio and hoped that she wasn't in any kind of serious trouble. That last thing she wanted was to fend off a military. Especially one that was expanding as quickly as this one.

She looked up to see the three veritech like fighters go back to base as quickly as they arrived. She sped up to 59 mph and let the helicopters accompany her the rest of the way in.

It wasn't long until she arrived at the edge of town. The road led directly to the tower by the looks of it but before she could get close she neared a military checkpoint. The helicopters had moved to a higher altitude and taken off their weapons lock but Andrea could see they were clearly ready for action. She pulled to a stop and dismounted her bike. A Coalition officer in the traditional skull helmet walked up to her.

"Ma'am."

"What do you need for me to go through."

"I'm going to require your citizenship or permission card that would have been issued to you upon entering Coalition territory."

Andrea took off her helmet. "What? They never gave me a card."

Andrea could tell his expression changed behind his mask. His voice definitely became darker. "Is that so."

"My name's Andrea Robertson. I'll be registered with you."

"What year is this?"

"What?"

"Do you know what year this is?"

"It's 2021."

"And have you seen any internet around lately? Or phone lines for that matter. Any satellites in orbit I don't know about?"

"I assumed you guys had..."

He interrupted. "You assumed wrong. We're not the United Nations. We've been here for a few months now. Do you really think that's enough time to set up some sort of long distance information carriage system?"

"I don't exactly know." Andrea was beginning to feel a little sheepish but was quickly turning angry at the man's insensitive attitude.

"Well if you don't have your papers you'll have to come with me. Please take off the armor."

Andrea frowned and tossed him the helmet she held in her hands. She took off her chest plate to reveal the white tank-top she wore underneath and her slim figure. The officer took a second look as most peopled tended too and Andrea paused in thought. What was it the helicopter pilot had said? She remembered back. 'Identity confirmed.' He knew her name. He knew she was allowed to be here. How could he know if they didn't have a database?

Andrea dropped her chest plate and turned to the guard that was beside her. She grabbed hold of him by two grooves in his armor and shoved him against the security booth's outer wall. The force of the collision caused him to drop her helmet to the ground. "You know exactly who I am don't you?"

He tried to push away but his armor obviously wasn't servo controlled. He didn't budge. Andrea could feel the tingle on the back of her neck as the helicopters locked on, too afraid to fire with their officer so close. "T- T- This is assault on a Coalition officer. If you do not release me i-i-immediately I will tell them to fire on you.

"With you right here? Unlikely." He was silent and realizing that it was not power armor, Andrea lifted his feet off the ground and pressed his back into the wall once more. "I'll ask again. You know exactly who I am. Don't you?"

"Y-Y-Yes... I was told to act like we didn't. I don't know why."

Andrea dropped him. She tried to make it appear intentional but honestly, she couldn't hold his body weight and the weight of the armor a second longer. Her muscles shook slightly and she hopped no one noticed. It looked as if they didn't. The officer fell flat on his ass and stayed in a half sitting position while Andrea picked up her helmet and chest plate. "Not so tough anymore are you? I don't have any patience for political games or even political bullies. You can tell them that."

She put her helmet back on and went back to her cyclone. After tossing the chest plate over one shoulder, she revved the engine and took off past the checkpoint and towards the tower. The radio in her helmet lit up and she turned it on.

"What can I do for you boys?"

"You have not completed the check-in procedure. We request that you pull over and leave your cyclone at the checkpoint before proceeding into town."

"Request all you want. It stays with me. I don't have time for you people and your games."

There was silence for a moment and the voice clicked back. "You are exceeding Coalition speed limits. Please slow to 60 miles per hour. Or you will be fined."

Andrea sighed. She had made her point. There was no sense in making things worse. She slowed down to 61 and drove in the rest of the way impatiently. The radio was cautiously silent. 

* * * *

Andrea pulled up to the front doors of Trump Towers. There hadn't been a lot of houses or tents along the highway but now they were easy to see. People walked around the towers grounds as if that would somehow make them a part of the Coalition. Andrea couldn't help but grow depressed at that thought. 'Who would want to be a part of this military?' She thought to herself. Sure as hell not her.

She got off the bike and took off the rest of her riding armor. She quickly strapped it to her bag and put it on her back to approach the door.

"Andrea Robertson?" The guard asked. Andrea nodded. "I presume you're here to meet with..." he checked a list he held on a clipboard. "Bob Chester and Kitty Serandon?"

"What about Irene?"

"Last name?"

"She doesn't have one."

"I see... Irene, Irene... Let's see here. Oh yes, I remember her. Blond hair, big tits?"

"Uh, yeah that's her."

"She was arrested for assault. One of the guards tried to take her in for the usual S&S and she punched him. Broke his jaw as a matter of fact. Pretty good right hook on her."

"What? What about a trial? Did he hit her first? What the hell is S&S?"

"Sure, there was a trial this morning. Easy case since it was all recorded. She has 2 months on good behavior, 4 on bad. He did not hit her first, only gently escorted her by the arm. S&S stands for Search and Scan. It's common practice when anyone enters the tower. We do a full strip search, an x-ray, and a quick scan, much like the one you would have went through originally that allowed you temporary access to Coalition territory. It searches for psychic potential, alien parasites, STD's and so on.

"Oh, and by the way," he said. "I have to give you this fine of 22 credits for speeding too close to the city. You can talk to someone inside the tower to figure out what that amounts to in trade, if you have no currency." He handed her a slip of paper which she begrudgingly took. "So... On to the S&S? From there you can go see your friends."

Andrea nodded and followed the guards pointing finger towards a door marked 'Tower Visitors.'

It was a short walk down a well-lit hall before she saw a sign posted above the only unlocked door. It said 'enter here.' She did so.

Inside was a male Coalition doctor. He had a low rank, Andrea noticed but at least he wasn't wearing one of those God awful skull masks. He was relatively handsome but still a little on the average side. He wore a lab coat over top of white pants and a white shirt. If it wasn't for the color of the logos on his shirt and coat, Andrea would have thought he had an almost divine feel to him. With the exception of his face anyway. It was a little redder than made sense and his jaw was swollen. This must have been the mad Irene hit. He did look surprisingly well off for someone with a broken jaw. The doctors must have gotten to him right away. Andrea looked around the room curiously.

"Hello." He said. "Anything interesting?" He spoke slowly, obviously still in a little pain.

"Just looking," Andrea stated. She was really looking for the cameras that would have caught Irene. She couldn't see any. The rest of the room was pale blue and had a hospital bed, stirrups (she noticed with a frown) and two large pieces of machinery. One was the x-ray machine, tucked away around a side-wall and the other she recognized as whatever it was that scanned for all the aliens and science fiction crap they were talking about.

"It's generally easiest to start with the scans. If you want to sit over here?" He pointed towards the sci-fi machine and she sat down as before. She folded her hands in her lap and sat uncomfortably for the few minutes it took to complete the scan. He briefly went over the results. "Everything on par with your last scan here. I'm afraid now I'll have to ask you to disrobe and have a seat on the bed over there.

Andrea got up from her seat and removed her top in one easy motion. Her breasts bounced free and she started unfastening her boots. She spoke while she did so. "How did you get the broken jaw?"

"Oh this?" He gently touched his swollen cheek. "A rather rowdy patient. Fortunately she was dealt with." Andrea finished removing her boots and lowered her pants and underwear in one motion. Kicking them off, she walked over to the bed and sat down on its side.

"That's good to hear." The doctor picked up her bag and clothes and moved them to a short table at the end of the bed. He started going through her pockets and looking for any hidden compartments. "What's with all the people outside?"

"What, the shanty town? That's been here for years. People hoping to gain access to the tower or coming here looking for work. They don't get it of course or at best get put on the waiting list and have no where else to go, so... they wait."

"I see. How many are out there?" He took out both her knives (one from her boot and one from her belt) and finished with her clothing. He opened up her bag and looked inside. He didn't find anything and unclipped her armor from it.

"There's a little over a million people on the grounds plus another 8000 in the tower. Mostly it's all Coalition personnel and direct family." He gestured to the armor and knives. "We'll have to keep these until you check out." Andrea nodded and he looked to her more directly. "Could you stand up, bend at the waist and grab your ankles please?"

Andrea looked at him suspiciously. "That's no common procedure from what I've heard."

"I find it personally easier and it's nice to know I won't get another punch in the jaw that way. It's just safer all around." He reached for a box of latex gloves and put one on. Andrea sighed and stood up, still skeptical about his intentions. Before she moved again he spoke. "Actually, stand like that for just a moment."

He moved in front of her and put a hand in front of each breast. "May I?" Andrea nodded and he pushed his hands into her chest, feeling for lumps. Andrea didn't have a clue what he was doing and simply put up with his fondling. It only took a few seconds before he withdrew his hands. "Well, congratulations, you don't have any lumps."

"Umm... so? What does that mean?"

He stared at her stupefied for a moment. "No cancer. Weren't you ever taught how to check for it?"

"No, not exactly."

"Oh. Well no lumps, means no cancer." He then reached for a bag on the table and checked her tonsils, ears and eyes for anything unusual. There was nothing. "Well, everything looks good. If you'll do as I asked earlier?"

Andrea sighed. "Are you serious? This is the only way?"

"It's the easiest way."

Andrea frowned and moved a few feet away from the bed so she'd have more room. She bent at the waist, stretching the muscles in her back, and grabbed at her ankles. "Let's make this quick okay? I don't want to be here all day."

"No problem." The doctor smiled and moved behind her. She could only see his legs at this point but she was quickly distracted from her sight when she felt a finger push into her vagina. She was dry in there but he probed inside deeply. The act was a little painful but she braved it easily. "Stay like that," he said as he walked back over to the table. "Good news, is you don't have anything concealed in your vagina."

"I could have told you that," she said, still unimpressed with him. We walked back over towards her with a glob of lubrication in his gloved hand and she knew what the next hole to be examined was. 

It took a little longer then she thought it should have when she felt something press against her anus. It seemed bigger then a finger but before she could say anything, whatever it was pressed hard into her and buried itself deep inside her. She let out a yelp and nearly lost her balance. She felt a hand on her shoulder that was forcing her to stay in her current position or fall face first onto the hard floor. She immediately felt another hand on her other shoulder and knew what was inside her. She was not impressed.

"Get the hell off me," she yelled as she opted for the floor. Her breasts swung as she let go of her ankles and swung her arms backwards. Her attack was badly planned and he was too quick for her. He grabbed one of her wrists with both hands and held her torso up with that. He was all the way inside her as she took a backwards swing with her free arm. He caught that one too and held her tightly at the wrists. "Let go."

His cock wasn't huge but it was certainly big enough to cause her pain in her seldom-used hole. He started thrusting harder in and out of her, forcing her breasts to bounce wildly underneath her. She couldn't help but let out a series of painful moans while he continued his assault. "Let go or I'll break it off." She moaned again and clenched her teeth. "Ahhhhnnn."

"I'd like to see you try bitch. This is for your friend who thought she could take a swing at me and get away with it." He pressed himself all the way inside her, forcing out another scream. "How do you like that, huh?" Andrea gasped for air and the break she was waiting for came. He loosened his grip as he got caught up in the motions and her instincts took over. She quickly freed one arm and reached upwards to grab his shoulder. By the time he realized what was happening she had a solid grip on his shoulder and was pulling him over top of her to flip him over her back.

He landed on the ground hard, trying to protect his head as he was catapulted over her body. She quickly lunged on top of him and reached for his crotch. She grabbed his balls tightly in her right hand and squeezed. "Agh," he was obviously in pain.

"How does that feel, bitch?" She spat the words out at him.

"Stop, stop." He was flailing his arms around slowly, not sure where to put them. "If you don't stop, I'll send the tape to HQ." He immediately shut up after realizing what he said.

"Oh? There's a tape?" She squeezed as hard as she could and he let out a silent scream. "Where might this tape be?"

He pointed. "That closet... Behind it... Video room. The Coalition... The Coalition sets it up to monitor the doctors. They don't know I know about it."

Andrea picked him up and let go of his balls. He immediately clutched his crotch and she helped him walk over to the closet. He opened the sliding door and pressed a concealed button behind it and a second door slid open. Andrea took him with her and walked into a fairly standard video room. There was one monitor, which showed the room she was just in. It was empty, presumably a live feed.

"Take the tape out."

He went over to the nearest machine and pressed the eject button. A mini disk plopped out with a mechanical wurr and he put it in a case and handed it to her. Andrea moved to a different player and put the disk in to make sure it was the right one. A quick rewind and she was proven correct. She grimaced when she saw the angle it presented of her body. This was one tape she hoped would never have to see the light of day.

She walked out of the video room with him and closed the door behind her. She tossed him forward onto the floor and started to get dressed.

"Wait. I have to put a chip in you still. It's a..." She glared at him. "It's a tracking... device."

She briefly remembered a hint of her time spent in an Invid hive. "Nothing gets put inside me. Period."

"But... It decomposes after a week. It's just for..."

Andrea reiterated. "Nothing." He nodded and she pulled on her shirt. "If I get any trouble out of you." She pointed the disk at him.

He nodded furiously. "I understand."

"And I want you to drop the charges against Irene."

He looked nervous. "I can't. It's already gone to trial. There's nothing I can do." He gulped worried that she wouldn't believe him but she only grunted and went out the door labeled 'exit.' 

* * * *

She entered into the lobby of Trump Towers in total awe. The roof of the lobby was easily three stories tall. She walked across plush carpet to a desk labeled reception in the middle of the room. Four people sat behind it dealing with their respective people. Andrea noticed one was free and walked over to her.

Despite standing in front of the receptionist, Andrea continued to look around. Coalition banners hung from the roof. The white skull contrasted on the dark background color. She wondered why they thought they needed such fierce imagery. On the other side of the lobby, a series of elevators waited with doors open for passengers to arrive.

"Can I help you Ms.? The voice was calm and unnaturally pleasant. Andrea looked into the secretary's eyes.

"I'm looking for two friends of mine. Bob Chester and Kitty Serandon."

"Okay, let me take a look for you." She typed some things into the computer and looked back up at Andrea. "It seems your friend Kitty is at the infirmary which is level B2 and Bob is staying in a room on floor 64. It's room number 64K. Will you be needing one as well?"




Invid Invasion Ch. 09



A short note: Well, there's a little bit of rape in this chapter so as I usually say, don't try this at home. This is just fantasy. I hope you enjoy it and stay tuned for chapter 10. 

Also, since I've been rather sporadic getting these out of late (and I do apologize for that), if you want to be notified when the next chapter comes out, send me an e-mail saying as much and I'll be sure to let you know.

One more thing before I get to the e-mail address and stuff. I want to thank the people over at t-s-s-a.com for nominating me in their first annual erotic story awards. I feel honored to be nominated for three categories including best ongoing series and best writer. Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you.

And as usual, mail me comments/suggestions. Every message really does get the next one out that much faster. (I promise I won't send viruses or spam mail and you're more than welcome to stay anonymous. I know I do! :) Anyway, enjoy chapter 9. 

Chapter 9: Message from Home

"Andrea was naked, -as always- walking with Heather to the backyard of the yellow gang's headquarters. Heather was fully dressed, wearing leather pants and a skin-tight tank top. She had her arm around Andrea's now regularly sticky waist. They walked out near a perimeter wall and sat down on the cement. They had been coming to this spot often since it was relatively secluded, not to mention outdoors.

"So how was she this morning?" Heather was of course referring to the girl that Andrea had sex with as part of the gang's morning ritual.

"Not as good as you, like always." Andrea was tired of the question. She'd heard it every day for a week and was beginning to suspect that Heather was a little more jealous than she let on.

There was a long silence before Heather spoke up again. "Does it bother you?"

"Does what?" The two had gotten a little more relaxed and Andrea had allowed herself to dip into her own world.

"Having sex every morning with some random girl. Walking around covered in cum all day. Giving blowjobs to anyone who asks for them. Doesn't it all bother you?"

Andrea turned to Heather seriously. "Of course it bothers me. Wouldn't it bother you?"

"Absolutely." There was another long pause. "So what are you going to do about it?"

"We'll see." Andrea sat back and relaxed again. "We'll see." 

* * * *

Andrea snapped out of it holding a pair of prison clothes in her hands. "I said, get dressed." A rather stereotypical, burly female guard was poking her with a nightstick. She rested the shirt on her shoulder and stepped into the pants. She then lazily pulled the shirt over her and stood waiting for further instructions, slowly drifting back into her own world. She thought she heard Heather say something when she was interrupted again.

"What's wrong with you? I don't like repeating myself. Get moving." She felt the nightstick poke her impatiently in the lower back. Andrea started moving. She figured that was probably enough to discipline most of the people in there and she saw no reason to convince Gertrude, -or whatever her name was otherwise-.

She was led down a long, stale-smelling corridor painted in blue and white before going through a barred door that opened up into a cellblock. She certainly wasn't looking forward to her stay here. There were two levels of cells and she was taken to the second. The women in their rooms sat back and watched calmly as she walked by. She got the distinct impression they were sizing her up.

The woman leading her finally stopped and used a key to open a swinging door. There was another woman inside but only one bunk, Andrea noticed. "Get in."

Andrea did so and turned to face her guard. "I don't get my own cell?"

"They're all full, so you share." The woman closed the door with a clang and started walking away.

"Wait," Andrea pleaded. "How long am I supposed to be in here?"

"The message to put you in here came straight from the top. I don't know exactly, but I'd say... give or take... forever." As the guard walked away and Andrea turned to look at her surroundings.

There was a toilet and sink in the corner, a bunk with a mattress along one wall and a few books piled on a shelf on the opposite side. Her cellmate was sitting on the bunk watching her curiously. Andrea just groaned and sat down on the cold cement, her back facing the bars that separated her from the next cell. "I take it you get the bunk?" Andrea asked cautiously.

The other woman was fairly muscular although not to the same extent as Andrea was. She looked at her with calculating eyes as she spoke.

"We can share if you're not a homophobe. Or gay for that matter."

"I'm neither."

The woman looked at the bunk beside her. "Than have a seat. I'm Chase."

"Andrea," she said as she walked across the small room and sat down. "How long have you been in here?"

Chase laughed slightly. "Since the Coalition first arrived here about four months ago."

"Why does everyone say that?" Chase looked at her questioningly "Arrived, I mean. Why does everyone say the Coalition arrived here."

"Because that's exactly what happened."

"But arrived from where? Africa? The South? All the higher ups look pretty white to me."

"From North America."

Andrea knew for a fact that wasn't the case. "That's where I've lived the past 19 years. I sure as hell haven't heard of them before."

"Hmm... Well, if you say so." Chase sat back against the bars and reached beside her for a book.

Andrea sat in silence for a while. She started to get impatient and stood up. It wasn't long until she was pacing back and forth in frustration. "What's behind this wall?" Andrea said referring to the wall opposite the door.

"I dunno." Chase didn't look up from her book. "Pipes and shit, I guess." Andrea went over to it and tapped on the wall. It did make a bit of a hollow sound. "Why? You planning a grand escape already? You've only been here 10 minutes."

"10 minutes longer than I deserve," Andrea stated plainly. She went back to pacing. A few more minutes passed. "So how could the Coalition have come from North America if I've never heard of them?"

Chase sighed and put down the book. "They just did, all right? People don't believe me, so I don't tell them. It makes me sound like a crackpot, which I'm not," she added as an afterthought. Andrea went to the door and started pulling hard on the first bar. She stopped suddenly when pain from her knife injury shot all through her side. She clutched the wound and hobbled back to her seat. "You don't do well in captivity do you?" Chase said raising an eyebrow."

Andrea turned to Chase. "Come on, I want to know. How did they get here?"

Chase sighed, but Andrea looked on with unrelenting eyes. "They got here through a rift."

"A what?"

"A rift. Some kind of portal."

"What, like from another dimension or something?" She was right. Andrea did think she was a crackpot.

"Yes. 'Like another dimension or something,'" Chase said annoyed. On the other side, rifts are pretty common. Here, there aren't any."

"Except the one they came through," Andrea clarified.

"That one's gone now. It was temporary. Most are."

"So how do you know all this?" Andrea asked. Chase didn't respond. "You came through with them, didn't you?" Andrea still didn't believe a word of it but one thing she was good at was hearing people out.

Chase nodded. "Everyone with a rank below Sargent was sent here because they didn't want them talking about it. I was Private First Class."

"Definitely a military I want to join."

"Well, looking back it was a mistake."

"You don't say."

"There's one thing you have to understand about the Coalition. Where they come from, they're necessary. They're the only thing keeping the world in one piece. Imagine hundreds of those rifts opening up all the time. You get so much crap through them the world just sort of goes to hell. So they keep order by cracking down pretty hardcore."

Andrea nodded, understanding it at least on a basic level. She still wasn't sure she believed the story though. "So the whole army came through one of these rifts?"

Chase sighed. "No, of course not. Just a squadron. But that's more than enough."

"More than enough to what?"

"Start again. Bring 'order' back to your world." Chase picked up her book again and went back to reading. Andrea sat back and thought about it. It was order she wanted, but not the Coalition's unique form of it. She had to find a way out of prison. She tried to focus but her mind kept drifting. She couldn't stop thinking about Salt Lake. It was a dream that she couldn't prevent from coming. 

* * * *

She was sticky as usual and in the middle of her fourth or fifth blowjob. Her jaw was getting sore but on the plus side she had learned how to take someone all the way in without gagging or feeling like she was going to throw up. She was on her back lying on her back as Mike, a generally decent guy was pounding into her mouth and throat as quickly as he could. Blowjobs had fast become a common, non-intimate act for her. More like putting on a play or singing a song or some other form of general talent which entertains others. At least, she tried to think of it that way. 

She had been in the dining room for about 30 minutes in that position. A few people at the end of the table ate while staring into her spread legs. She had become an object and she didn't like it. Or did she? She swallowed Mike's load and since no one immediately took his place, sat up.

The rest of the gang was either eating or not present, off doing their own thing. Probably with one of the other girls. Andrea spun herself around so her legs dangled off the side of the table and tried to figure out what to do next. She'd get her food once the others were done but she still had to wait until then.

She was starting to get bored and was about to get up to see Heather when an young man of about 25 came in, three guards closely in tow. He was clean-shaven, fairly respectable looking and walked with an air of unmistakable authority. He was in charge of the gang and only went by the name "Sir." Andrea had only seen him on one or two occasions. He walked over to stand in front of her. He gave her a quick look from top to bottom then looked back into her face.

"Andrea right?" She nodded. "How old are you?"

"Nineteen."

"I've been getting a lot of compliments about you and was curious if you'd be interested in a more stable position around here."

"Like what?" Andrea was intrigued to say the least. Just about anything had to be better than what she dealt with.

"Well, let's face it. You're one of the more attractive girls here. If not the best looking of the bunch. I even get the impression that you have some brains under there." Andrea waited patiently for him to continue. She had a feeling the conversation wasn't going anywhere she liked. "I want you to be my personal attaché. You do know what that means?"

Andrea stared at him. He assumed that she didn't understand and continued. "It's like an official's personal assis..."

"It's a person appointed as an aide to an ambassador. Usually to a specific department. Like military or cultural."

The gang leader looked genuinely impressed. "Very good. Yes, that's what you'll be."

"Which one?"

"All of them."

"All of them?"

"Well, I don't exactly have a lot of people to choose from around here and I don't intend to make public appearances very often. But the other gangs are... expanding their horizons and I feel I must do the same."

"Uh-huh."

"If you're not interested I won't force you to do it."

"But if I don't then I keep handing out blowjobs and lesbian cum bath shows, is that it?"

"Actually, you'll have to do those either way. It's simply an extra duty which may allow you a bit of variety. Also, this way you'll get the occasional shower and good meal. Instead of sloppy seconds all the time." As if on cue, a plate was dropped on the table beside Andrea with what looked like leftovers from other people's plates.

"All right deal. I guess it's better than what I've got now."

"Quite right. Now, take a shower and meet me in my quarters in half an hour. I'll discuss the details with you then." Andrea nodded stupidly and the leader left without a further word.

* * * *

"Are you okay?" It was Chase's voice. She had put the book down and was looking over at Andrea.

"I'm fine. Just a little distracted."

"You've been just a little distracted for 20 minutes now."

"Yeah well, I guess I have a lot to think about."

"They're going to be doing lunch in a few minutes. You might want to prepare yourself for it."

"How so?"

"A hot young new addition? They'll be a lot of people hitting on you. A lot of them won't want to take no for an answer."

"They're going to be disappointed."

"I hope so, for your sake. They can be pretty rough."

"Hah." Andrea wasn't worried. She could take on almost anyone in the prison one-on-one. Standing up, she smoothed her dull gray clothing. She noticed her nipples showed through the light material of the tank top slightly, but chances were, so did everybody else's.

The woman Andrea had mentally appointed Gertrude came walking down the hall, opening cell doors as she went. She didn't seem at all concerned about being surrounded by prisoners. When she got to Andrea's cell door she opened it, gave Andrea a quick second look and kept moving. Andrea left the cell and followed the general crowd down the stairs and into a fairly open corridor. 

She tried to make sure no one bumped into her side as they moved through the crowded hallway to the mess hall but it proved a little more difficult than she thought. Eventually she found a spot beside the wall and walked with a little more ease. She was surprised the guards let all the prisoners together like this. Even with the officers in power armor posted at regular intervals it would be easy to lose someone in the crowd.

The corridor ended after a short walk and opened up into a large dining room with a dozen cafeteria style tables.

Upon seeing the prisoners fan out, her eye was immediately drawn to a woman with long blond hair. She was looking at her from behind but she was sure it was Irene. She made her way through the other prisoners until coming up directly behind her. Irene was indeed standing in line, waiting to get her food. Andrea tapped her on the shoulder. Irene jumped and spun around. "What do you wa..." Her eyes went wide upon seeing it was her friend. "Andrea!" She jumped out of line and gave Andrea a strong hug and a long kiss on the lips that drew the attention of a few other inmates.

"Hi, Irene," Andrea said breaking the kiss.

"Hi! Are you here to rescue me?"

"Umm... not exactly. I'm stuck here too."

"Oh." She seemed a little less happy to hear this, but nonetheless stuck to the bright side. "At least we'll have lots of time together."

"Hah, maybe not. I talked to someone before I got thrown in here and you should be out in a day or two."

"Oh good. So you are rescuing me."

"No, I'm still stuck here."

"Oh. When are you allowed out?"

"Never, if they get their way."

"That's not good. Can I help?"

"No, I don't think so. Don't worry though. I'll find a way out soon enough."

"Okay good. I don't really like this place."

"Me neither, Irene. Me neither." 

* * * *

"Who's Irene?" It was the gang leaders voice.

"Who?" Andrea responded blearily.

"Irene."

"Oh, I don't know. I haven't had much sleep lately. I must be tired."

"Ah. I understand." Andrea and the leader were in his quarters. She had showered and was wearing her towel around her waist, still leaving her firm breasts exposed, her nipples hard in the cold air. Her hair hung wetly on either side of her face and curled attractively. "I like your hair wet like that," he said, lifting up a sodden lock.

"Thanks."

"So, let's get down to business shall we?" He took a seat in a chair and gestured towards the bed for her. She sat down and faced him. 

"Have you heard of a barony, not to far from here called York?" 

* * * *

"Ouch," said Andrea, wincing in pain. Irene's hand had strayed to her side and touched the wound. Andrea flinched away from the touch.

"What's wrong?" Irene said, clearly worried.

"Someone stabbed me yesterday. I'm still a little tender."

"You got stabbed?" Irene sounded shocked and overly concerned. "Do the doctors here know about it?" Irene reached for the bottom of Andrea's shirt and pulled it up drawing even more attention from the neighboring prisoners. Her pants sat low on her waist, just barely above her pubic hair, displaying her pelvis protruding above the pants. The crack of her ass was just barely visible from the rear and as Irene lifted the shirt higher to inspect the wound, Andrea's toned abs and smooth muscular back came into view. Irene stopped lifting the shirt at the other woman's breasts, just barely displaying the bottom of each firm orb. A couple of the inmates whistled and hollered. Her bandage on one side was clearly visible and was taped expertly to her side. "That looks really painful," Irene commented.

"It is really painful," Andrea confirmed. She was all too conscious of the growing crowd of people staring at her and she put her hands on Irene's to pull her shirt back down.

"I can't see anything with the bandage in the way. Is it bad?"

"I don't know. 13 stitches, is all I know."

"Oh. That's bad." Irene got back into line with Andrea. Andrea let her eyes wander and found she couldn't look in any direction without seeing one or more of the inmates staring back lustfully. 'Not good,' she thought to herself. 

* * * *

Andrea's head felt full of information. The leader had been going on for a while now and every new piece of information built on the last. She prayed to hear the words "And that's about it for now." She thought she heard him say it a few times but he never had. Eventually, finally, they came. "Well, I think that's enough for one day."

Andrea sighed and allowed her posture to slump. It caused her skin to fold along her stomach in two ridges. Her gray towel was still draped around her waist and covered her down to her knees. "That's a lot to remember," Andrea said plainly.

"Indeed. And with paper being so hard to come by you will have to remember, everything." He walked over to the bed and sat down beside her. "I do have one more duty I require of you."

"Oh?" Andrea asked.

"I have... difficulty, getting to sleep at night." He turned sideways on the edge of the bed to face her. "Too many things go through my head. I can't shut them off. I need someone to help distract me."

Andrea started to get a picture of what he wanted but she asked anyway. "So what do you want me to do?" Her question was answered when he placed a hand on her thigh through the towel. She sat up straighter, forcing her stomach taut once again and looked down at his hand as it slowly moved up her torso to her left breast. Having reached its destination it cupped the sensitive area and squeezed. She couldn't help but become a little aroused. He leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. As he did so, she realized this was the first time she had been kissed by a man in a long time.

She didn't pull away, knowing that this was the last person she wanted to upset at the moment so she decided to enjoy the coming experience as best as she could. She saw him reach to his pants with his free hand and undo the button and zipper. He lifted his butt off the bed and quickly slid his pants down his legs. She looked to see his member only about half aroused.

Taking the non-existent cue, she got off the bed and kneeled in front of him. Slowly, she kissed up his thigh, blowing warm breath over his cool skin until she neared his cock. Seductively she took the head of it into her mouth and let her tongue slide around it. She was careful to keep her teeth out of the way as she pushed her head closer to his body until he was all the way inside her. He still wasn't hard so she sucked up and down at the base of his cock, keeping the majority of it deep inside her mouth.




Invid Invasion Ch. 09



She could feel him growing bigger, putting more and more pressure on her jaw and throat until he finally grew long enough to dip past her mouth and reach her tonsils. Andrea breathed hard through her nose as he continued to grow, reaching further down her throat. She hoped he wasn't big enough to block off her air passageway as he kept growing. He was. She held her breath as long as she was able and withdrew her mouth until only the head was inside her once again. He was big, about 10 inches and his stiff rod was coated in saliva.

After she had caught her breath she slowly slid back down, letting him get in as far as possible once more. Her wet tongue lapped at the base of his dick and as she pulled away one final time, she dragged it all the way along the bottom until it slid along the head and finally parted at the eye of his penis. A short strand of pre-cum connected her tongue to his cock briefly before it snapped off and she closed her mouth.

She reached to the base of his shirt and started pulling it up, realizing for the first time that they were completely alone in his room. A better time to end the madness that this gang embodied would not present itself, but she found that she pitied him more than anything. She couldn't quite describe the reasons. She pulled his shirt off and decided now was not the time. She would think about it more and maybe, later she'd get another chance.

She hiked up her towel like it was a dress and sat on his lap with her knees forward on either side of him. She put a hand on his cock to guide it as she slowly sat down on top of the large organ. She felt it press against the hole into her most intimate region and let herself come down on it with a little more force. It eagerly pushed its way inside her and she felt her labia spreading to accommodate its size. She felt the top of it rub against her passage wall as she lowered herself further and further until she felt her butt touch the bed and her thighs came in contact with her folded back ankles. He was all the way inside her.

She leant back, relishing in the feeling of its head against her tender cervix. The position offered her breasts to the air above her and she had to put a hand on his shoulder to prevent from falling back to far and off the bed. The one arm straight in front of her tilted her body sideways, thus allowing her breasts to fall casually to her right. The leader marveled at the perfection of her chest and reached for her towel to take it off once and for all. "Uh uh," she said with a teasing smile. "Leave it there for now." He knew what she looked like already but she had found that sometimes the imagination could make it better than the real thing.

Still leaning back, she lifted up almost entirely off his cock. Her ass clenched under the towel from exerting the particular muscles necessary for the motion and just as he thought she was going to let him pop out, she relaxed her legs and let herself come back down on his lap once more. Her breasts jiggled attractively, still hanging slightly to the side and he marveled at her well defined rib cage and stomach. She repeated the process, again, nearly letting him come out of her before slamming back down forcing her breasts into a wild jiggling motion once more. The leader nearly came at the sight alone, not to mention the feeling of her tight pussy surrounding his thick rod. 

She moved her right arm to his other shoulder, to force herself up a little straighter. Her two arms stretched out in front of her pushed her breasts together at the front, extending her cleavage. She leaned forward so that her elbows bent around his neck and pressed her warm chest into his. "You're amazing," he said, unable to hold the words back any longer. His hands went to her shoulder blades and slowly slid down her smooth back.

Meanwhile, Andrea was getting a little caught up in the act herself. She hadn't had a man inside her for a little while now and she found she was really enjoying it. She ground her pussy into his abdomen, his cock still deep inside her. In each movement, she would only pull off of him enough to move her hips around in circles. He felt her wet clit leave its mark in his pubic hair as she continued to push her hips into him with all the force she could muster.

His hands slowly slid under the base of the towel at the back and pulled lightly against the material. He hoped it would be enough to undo the knot and indeed it was. The towel loosely fell off of her waist exposing her taut round ass cheeks to the room. He cupped the flesh and began massaging it with strength. Andrea moaned at the relaxing feeling and pushed her chest further into his.

No longer feeling the need to sit up, he let his muscles relax and layed down on the bed. Andrea stayed connected with him so she still pressed up against him, even in their prone position. The leader flung the towel away and positioned their bodies so their legs were no longer hanging off the side of the bed. "Do it harder," he said.

Andrea, still on top, moved into a sitting position and lifted herself so that only the tip of his cock stayed inside her, then slammed herself back down hard. The tip of his member bashed against her cervix sending a wave of bliss through her body. She repeated the process, again receiving a wave of bliss. Her breasts moved up and down with as much vigor as her hips while she clenched her muscles around his dick with each motion, trying to create more friction. Her insides were extremely wet with her own fluids and her arousal continued to rise making it more difficult to get a strong sensation out of the motion.

She leaned back, to cause his whole length to rub against her top inner wall, the spot that she found was most sensitive. She couldn't help but moan quietly with each stroke as she neared orgasm. He reached up to her back and pulled her against him once more. Then, still inside her he rolled over so she was underneath and started to thrust in and out of her as hard as he was able. 

Her hair splayed out on the pillow beneath her and her silky smooth skin shone with perspiration. One of his hands reached for her left breast and began massaging it roughly while he pumped. It was a little painful, but the pleasure more than made up for it. She was nearly at orgasm when he pulled out of her. She winced at the feeling, knowing it wasn't at all painful, but she felt much more complete with something inside her body. She opened her mouth to complain but shut it when she felt the first drop of semen land between her breasts.

He came torrents, leaving her covered in strands and droplets of cum from her collarbone to her landing strip of pubic hair. She desperately wanted to cum, but looking at his limp member, she knew it wasn't going to happen by his hands tonight. He rolled over, careful not to touch any of his own semen and pulled a comfortable looking blanket over top of him. "You can leave now," he said plainly. She walked across the room to get the towel but he quickly objected. "No towel. Just you. Go."

She sighed and left out the same door she came in. She could feel the cooling sperm roll down the center of her body, eventually getting caught in her muff before dripping off or traveling further between her legs. 

* * * *

Andrea was eating at a table when she crossed her legs. She felt wetness between her thighs and realized she was incredibly aroused. Her nipples showed blatantly through her top. Sheepishly, she looked around sheepishly. She had no memory of sitting down and found that the plate of food in front of her was about half eaten. Irene was sitting on her left. A few people still eyed her, forcing her to remember Irene pulling up her shirt.

But there were more important matters to attend to. What was causing her to black out like that? She couldn't keep a grip on reality. Something strange was happening to her, but she had no idea what it was.

"Are you okay?" Irene was leaning over and craning her head to see Andrea's face.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" Andrea replied a little more fiercely than she intended.

"Everyone keeps asking you that?"

"Never mind. I'm fine."

"Okay." She paused for a minute and leaned over to speak directly into Andrea's ear. "You want to have sex after lunch? We're allowed to return to our cell if we don't want to exercise."

"Huh," Andrea replied distantly. She was watching three women talk to each other across the room. It seemed as if they were having an argument of some sort.

"Is that a yes?"

"Sure, whatever." Andrea realized it wasn't an argument, but more of a challenge. The two were goading the other one into action.

"Great!" Irene replied happily. She went back to her meal and Andrea noticed the third woman split off from the others and turned her eyes away so as not to attract attention. She watched out of the corner of her eye as the bulky yet fairly attractive 30 year old came towards her.

Andrea pretended to go back to her food, nibbling at it carefully. The woman finally came up next to her and spoke. "You have a pretty nice body."

The comment was enough to get Irene's attention but she didn't say anything. She simply looked at the two and waited. "Thanks," Andrea said hoping to avoid a confrontation. The other woman didn't take the hint.

"There's a rec period coming up. Me and my friends were thinking you may like to join us in private."

Andrea sighed. "No, I don't think so." She continued eating and the other woman's voice turned hostile.

"Look at me when I talk to you, bitch."

Andrea paused for a moment and then turned to look up at the inmate. "I said I wasn't interested. I'll see you later."

The other woman was getting madder. She grabbed the collar of Andrea's shirt and lifted her to her feet. The chair skidded out behind her. "We weren't asking you. We were telling you."

"And I'm telling you, to leave me alone. I'm not interested."

The other prisoner was done fooling around. She raised her free hand in the air and brought it hard towards Andrea's face in an attempt to slap her. It didn't work. Andrea easily brought her hand up in time to catch the startled woman's wrist. Meanwhile, she made a fist with her other hand and swung into her attackers midsection. The blow knocked the wind out of the other inmate, who fell to the ground, gasping.

"I'm full." Andrea wasn't much in the mood for eating any more so she left her plate and made her way to the exit. Irene got up from her table quickly and followed her. Andrea wasn't worried but Irene obviously was more than a little concerned. She watched over her shoulder regularly to make sure the other two weren't following them. It seemed as if they were too shocked to do anything at the moment, but that would change and Andrea knew it. She got to a prison guard at the edge of the cafeteria. "Take me back to my cell."

The guard nodded. "Which number?"

"Hell if I know. Forty-seven, I think it was." Andrea was extremely happy that the guard was willing to show her the way back there. It meant that they could be distracted fairly easily.

"This way, then." She pointed with her rifle. Andrea noticed it was an outdated model, probably from the war with the Zentradi, meaning that The Coalition must not have put a lot of money into their prison system. Hopefully, that would make it easier to get out. Unfortunately, Andrea knew as well as anyone that this was a little beyond her realm of expertise. She'd need a lucky break to get out, even with everything planned.

While mulled over the possibilities in her mind, she was led back to her empty cell. The guard opened the door and she went in, Irene in tow. "You're free to roam around, but stay in the courtyard, the gym, your cell or the cafeteria." Andrea nodded and the guard left her and Irene alone in the cell. Irene clearly wasn't in the mood for modesty -- before Andrea even turned around, she was stripped and lunging at the other woman, forcing her to fall back onto the bed.

Andrea arrived back in her quarters to see Heather waiting for her. It had gotten late thanks to the rather long meeting (not to mention the sex afterwards), and Andrea was getting tired, despite her continued state of arousal.

"Hey babe," Heather took a look at Andrea's naked chest and the sperm trails that had run down it. "Looks like you've been busy."

"I guess you could say that. The leader wanted to make me an 'attaché,' but as it turned out, I think he really only wanted a good lay." Andrea collapsed backwards onto the bed and Heather moved towards her. She sat at the edge of the bed beside Andrea and put her hand on one of her naked but sticky breasts. She rubbed slowly as they talked.

"Well a good lay is definitely you." She looked back down at Andrea's chest again. "Did he let you have a shower?" Andrea nodded. "So that means I can taste you."

"Yeah, I guess so-ooh!" Her normal voice shifted into a high pitch, surprised moan as Heather practically pounced on her crotch.

"You're full of energy today," she said to Irene as her pants flung across the small jail cell.

"Mmph," Irene said through Andrea's pussy. Her mouth was buried as deeply as she could get it and Andrea could only moan at the vibrations Irene's vocalizations caused.

She felt Irene's hands pulling the base of her shirt up to reach her stomach and eventually her breasts. She regretfully dislodged herself from Andrea's crotch to yank the stripped shirt off quickly and then returned to work, sliding her wet tongue between the folds of Andrea's labia. "Unnnn," Andrea moaned as she moved a hand to Irene's blond curls. She clenched her stomach as her lover's ministrations continued and let her head roll back.

Andrea rolled her head forward to look at Heather's face, partially hidden between her legs. Her stomach was clenched and she couldn't help but moan each time the skilled tongue would dip into her pussy, or run across her clit. "You taste wonderful," she said, coming up for air.

"Thanks." By the time Andrea had responded, Heather was already back between her legs licking and sucking as hard as she could. She could feel the orgasm approaching quickly but Heather drew it out. She lifted her head up and looked at Andrea with bedroom eyes.

"You know what else tastes good?"

"What?" Andrea said, pushing down lightly on Heather's hair hoping it would get her to continue her work.

"This." She licked from Andrea's belly button, slowly up the center of her body, taking with her a line of semen that had dripped down from her breasts. She arrived at Andrea's face with a full mouth. She swallowed seductively and bent down to kiss her lover hard on the mouth. Andrea quickly returned, sticking out her tongue only to have it playfully nipped at by Heather.

She felt two hands grab her breasts and squeeze, smearing around what was left of the leaders cum.

A set of large warm breasts pressed into her own as Irene deepened the kiss. Andrea wrapped her legs around her partners' tightly as if to never let her go. She locked her ankles at the small of Irene's back and kissed back with as much passion as she was able. She flattened her chest hard into Irene's trying to merge into the other woman.

Irene slid her hand gently down the side of Andrea's body, eventually pausing on her hip bone and then moving inwards. The two women continued to kiss, their tongues battling for dominance and Irene's clearly won when she slipped two fingers into Andrea's wet pussy.

Andrea bit down on Irene's tongue thanks to the sensation but she made a clear effort not to bite too hard. Irene's tongue remained locked in Andrea's mouth as her two fingers plunged deeper.

Heather propped herself up on one elbow, hence lifting her now cum shiny chest into Andrea's plain sight. Her two fingers continued their magic in between Andrea's legs and her right breast shook attractively with each pump of her hand. The light reflected off her chest and ribs and Heather was admiring a similar effect on Andrea. "Why are you way up there?" Andrea asked disappointed.

Her legs were still wrapped around Heather's waist but she had to loosen her grip slightly to allow easier access to her pussy. "I want to see your face when you cum," Heather said with a smile and a quick but deep kiss to the lips. Andrea moaned in response and let her gaze drift off as she focused on the feelings between her legs. "You're not a breast person, are you?" Heather added.

"Honestly?" Andrea said hazily, "I'm not a girl person. I like the feelings more than the view."

"I want to change that," Heather said plainly. "Watch my breasts. Watch the way they move as I do you. Fall in love with them. I want you to be able to cum just by looking at me."

"Okay," Andrea said, more than willing to try. She forced herself to concentrate and looked up at Heather's C cup. They were bigger than her own, she realized consciously for the first time. The nipples were stiff and pointed upwards slightly. The areola itself was not very big and a fairly dark color which fit in nicely with her tan skin. They were glossy thanks to the cum that Heather had smeared between them. As Heather massaged her pussy with her right arm, the same breast jiggled slightly with the motion. The left side followed suit as well, but not nearly to the same extent.

She looked into Heather's cleavage and saw how they hung slightly apart from each other. They were perky for breasts that size she thought and although well rounded, they stood out firmly from her body. She looked at how they connected to her skin around them and the attractive bumps of her rib cage beneath them. 

She felt herself get wetter.

Andrea stared lazily at Irene's large breasts as she bounced back and forth on the bed thanks to Irene's fingers deep in her pussy. Her breasts were the largest, and definitely firmest she'd ever seen naked. Her Areola was large and lightly colored pink. The nipple stood up at attention and Andrea wanted to touch them. Irene was propped up on one elbow and Andrea reached her right hand up to her left breast. She grasped the smooth orb firmly and looked at the nipple poking up from between her middle and ring fingers. Even from there, Irene's breasts were large enough that the tips of her fingers couldn't reach the edge of the beautiful spheres in front of her.

She felt herself get wetter.

Andrea hadn't been able to get a grip on Heather's breasts thanks to the slippery substance covering them so instead she had settled on pushing into it firmly with the palm of her hand. "Ahhhhh," Andrea's face contorted in pleasure as Heather's thumb rubbed against her clit. "Don't stop. Ahhhhhh!" She couldn't breathe the feeling was so intense. She actually found herself physically attracted to the woman in front of her. All it took was a change of mindset. She reached her free hand around to Heather's ass and grabbed hold tightly. "Ahhhhh," Her breathing changed to heavy quick breaths as if she had just finished running a marathon. She closed her eyes hard and she gritted her teeth. Her lips parted in an expression that could have been considered pain, but Heather knew better. She was coming.

"Unnnnnnnnnghhhh.' Irene watched the woman beneath her moan in pleasure as she finally climaxed. The hand on her breast lost control and squeezed painfully hard. Andrea bucked her hips up and down off the bed, into Irene's hand. The mattress squeaked beneath her each time her hips came back down again, only to lift off into the air once more. "Oh, God, Irene." Her left hand moved from her butt to behind her neck and pulled her tightly on top of her. She pressed their cheeks together and hugged her tightly as her pussy pulsed around Irene's digits a few final times. She unlocked her legs and let one hang loosely off the side of the bed. "God, you're good."




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Irene smiled and lifted her head up to look into Andrea's eyes. "I love you." Andrea's eyes widened in surprise but she quickly recovered and kissed Irene passionately on the mouth. She knew she couldn't return the words but maybe the kiss would give Irene enough of an answer. It seemed to.

Heather lifted her head up to look into Andrea's eyes. "I love you." Andrea's eyes widened in surprise but she quickly recovered and kissed her passionately on the mouth.

"I love you too," she said.

Irene's intense blue eyes looked into Andrea's brown ones. "Was that fun? I bet it was." She asked with a bit more ego than Andrea was used to.

"Are you kidding?" Andrea replied honestly. "That was amazing." Irene smiled and buried her head in Andrea's shoulder once more. Andrea was happy for the chance to sort her own head out. It had been a strange experience, essentially having sex with two women at the same time. She couldn't figure out if she was dreaming then, or dreaming now. Both seemed so real.

Her mind was brought back to the present when she felt two fingers withdraw themselves from her pussy. She moaned in disappointment and watched as Irene brought them up to her mouth and licked them off. "That still blows my mind."

"What?" She said in between casual tastes.

"That you actually like the way I taste."

"How could I not?"

Andrea smiled but didn't respond. A question suddenly popped into her head and she asked it before thinking. "What happened to Ed?"

Irene took her finger out of her mouth and looked down at Andrea, seriously. "What do you mean?"

"In the hive, when you brought him back. Why did he change so much?"

"He changed?"

"Of course he changed."

"Oh. Um... Let me ask."

"How are you going to ask from in..."

"Quiet," Irene interrupted. There was a pause and Andrea waited impatiently. "The All Mother says that they also tried to experiment on him too but he was too closed minded to accept the change. His mind shut down."

Andrea fought back the urge to yell at Irene. It wasn't her she was mad at. "What about bringing him back? What happened there?"

"Shh," Irene said, again forcing silence out of Andrea. "When a human gets brought back to life... At least the way we do it, it's like resetting them. Instead of acting how he learned to behave, he acts how he instinctually behaves..." What does 'instinctually' mean?"

"Acting without thinking. Like, on impulse."

"Oh." She paused again. "Anyway, I guess that's what happened. The All Mother said you were warned that he would be different."

"I didn't expect him to change that much. Will he ever be back to the way he was?"

"She says she doesn't know." Andrea frowned, but didn't have time to mope. A guard tapped at the bars of her cell.

"If you two don't mind?" The female guard said.

"Do you want to join us?" Irene asked innocently. The guard coughed in surprise.

"No, thanks. I'm here to release you. Apparently there's been a mix-up and you're free to go."

"Who me? But I did punch him."

The guard sighed. "Don't tell me, I couldn't care less. The point is, you're free to go. I'll take you out."

"Oh." She thought for a minute. "What about Andrea?"

"She stays."

"Oh. Then I'm not leaving."

"Miss... I can't have you stay here when you're not convicted of a crime. You have to come with me."

"What if I hit someone else?"

"It's okay, Irene. Go ahead. I should be out of here soon anyway."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Andrea looked into her quivering eyes. "I'll see you soon."

"Okay." Irene got up and Andrea found herself marveling at her body for really the first time, in a sexual sense. She pulled on her pants and stripped shirt and looked to the guard. "Do I get my old clothes back?"

"Of course. This way." She put an arm out to indicate direction and Irene went out as instructed.

"See you soon," she said before disappearing from sight.

Andrea closed her eyes, letting her worry that she was stuck here for a while sink in. She felt tired after her orgasm and nearly drifted off to sleep when something forced her to open her eyes in a panic. She wasn't sure how long she'd been resting but she immediately stood up to see the three women from the cafeteria standing at her cell door. There was no way past them and they looked pissed.

"Nice of you to be naked already. Saves us the trouble." The woman whom appeared to be the leader was speaking.

"Didn't I tell you to get lost?" Andrea said to the one she winded just an hour ago.

"Didn't I tell you to watch your mouth? What's your name anyway?"

"Andrea."

"Wrong. From now on your name is bitch. You'll do what we tell you to do."

"I wouldn't count on that."

The girl she had hit started walking forward aggressively but the leader spoke. "Kris, wait. No offense but she already kicked your ass once. You can't take her alone." The three women entered the cell. "But all of us together? No one's that tough."

Andrea cursed her recent orgasm. It would be hard to fight with her limbs still shaking. Besides that, her wound was still slowing her down. And since her bandage was the only thing she was wearing at the moment, they obviously knew to exploit it. She lowered her right arm in the hopes that she would be able to protect it better and the three jumped her.

She fended off the first few blows without too much trouble. She was faster then any of them and probably stronger too. Unfortunately she wasn't fighting just one. The leader got around behind her and while she kicked the third girl off into the metal bars, the leader grabbed her around the waist and held her tightly. Meanwhile, Kris aimed a well placed shot at Andrea wound forcing out a yelp of pain. She tried to come down with another blow but Andrea managed to deflect it. 

The third girl got to her feet and now cautious of Andrea's legs hustled around her and grabbed one of her wrists. It took all her strength from both arms to hold Andrea's left one above her head but she held it. Kris was practically presented with free shots and she took advantage of them. She made a fist with her right hand and slammed it hard into Andrea's stomach, returning the favor from the cafeteria. Andrea felt weak and she gasped for air.

She knew she was in trouble so as she regained her breath, she muscled all the strength she could find and pulled her arm down hard, sending the third girl over her head, into Kris. Finally, with a moment to breathe she turned her attention to the leader and send her right elbow flying backwards into the other woman's jaw. She heard a crack that indicated a high possibility of a broken jaw, or at least a few missing teeth and the woman's grasp evaporated. Andrea had full mobility again and quickly got into a defensive stance that hid her injured side from the attackers.

The leader was on the ground, bleeding from the mouth and nose and clutching her jaw painfully. The other two women stood up and with a gaze to each other realized they were outclassed. Andrea saw the hesitation in their eyes and used it to her full advantage. "Take her and get out."

They did as they were told and quickly exited Andrea's sight. Andrea knew it was nonetheless an empty victory, feeling the agonizing pain from her injury. It was obviously reopened and she'd need medical care. She slowly stood up and set course for the infirmary. 

* * * *

Three weeks passed slowly as Andrea slowly gathered information. She sat outside the guard's posts, the warden's office, even in the cafeteria trying to gather every piece of information she could in the hopes of putting together an escape attempt. Every day that passed it seemed as if her goal was closer and closer to being in reach and yet it never seemed to materialize.

In the space of another week, she managed to locate the prison's 'fix-it man' or woman as the case was. She was the one the inmates went to, to get things from the outside world. Drugs, unapproved books, pictures, anything really. Andrea knew what she wanted from listening to the guards talk outside one of their stations.

"You need what?" Said the rather butch woman named Kelsey said, not understanding a word of Andrea's request.

"A frequency modulator for short range radio signals."

"Uh huh."

The two women were in a secluded part of the courtyard talking. "And what's that?"

"It's a, uh..." Andrea hesitated, trying to figure out how to explain it. "Okay, you know how radio signals from walkie talkies and such operate on a specific frequency right?"

"Yeah..."

"Well what this does, is it changes that frequency without the radio operators knowledge. So something they try to say on frequency A actually gets played on frequency B."

"That sounds pretty high risk. That could disrupt the communication for the entire prison."

Andrea shook her head negatively. "It only has a range of about ten to fifteen feet. So it can only effect radio's within that distance. Otherwise it puts out too much energy and becomes easy to detect."

"So what good is it then?"

"Let me worry about that. Can you get it?"

"It'll be expensive."

"I'll pay."

The woman nodded. "Okay. I'll get it for you."

It had been six weeks since the attack and Andrea's patience was nearing an end. The three women had continued to harass her although none of them had dared make another attack. She had learned the third girls name was Alice and the three of them were feared throughout the prison, thanks in no small part to the series of random rapes they instigated.

She had been plotting escape since she arrived at the prison a month and a half ago and laying in her bed, early in the morning, she realized that she was still no closer to getting out than when she got in. 

The dreams (if that's what they truly were) had continued. She found herself growing more and more attached to this imaginary person named Heather. Of course, she never felt imaginary, so perhaps that was part of the reason she was able to grow so fond of her.

And then of course there was the reason she was still awake at the end of the night. In the previous days mail call she had got her first letter. It was from Triston, her brother. She hadn't seen him in nearly a year and thanks to her wanderings she was extremely hard to reach. Yet somehow, he had tracked her down. Or more likely, he'd had someone else track her down, to deliver a message. 

She flipped the letter open again to read it for about the tenth time. 'Hey Sis. I need you in Salt Lake. Come as fast as you can. Triston.'

She'd never received a letter like that from him before and as she stared at it she couldn't help but let her feelings of anxiety grow. And what was he doing in Salt Lake? Last she knew, he was still in Western Canada. Her mind had been going over different scenarios all night, but one thing had become clear. She was now on a timetable to escape. 

Fortunately her frequency modulator had arrived, but she still wasn't sure exactly what to do with it. She'd have to think of something quickly. 

* * * *

Andrea had just finished another diplomatic session with the leader. Feeling somewhat exhausted but mostly hungry she made her way to the cafeteria. She had been allowed another shower, but still walked around naked. "For gang morale," she remembered the leader explaining. Personally, she didn't see how it helped her personal morale at all, despite its effects on the others.

She was shaken out of her thoughts when she entered the cafeteria to see Heather bent over one of the tables. One of the burlier gang members was behind her with his pants down. She stormed over there quickly. "What the hell is going on?" Before waiting for a response, Andrea took a two handed swing at the man behind Heather, knocking him into an empty chair. The gang looked up at her in shock and Heather spoke.

"Andrea, leave it be," she sounded somewhat desperate to keep Andrea uninvolved. It quickly became obvious that it was too late for that as the burly man stood up again and rubbed his jaw.

"Hold her," he said. Without question four gang members came out of nowhere and grabbed Andrea's arms.

"What the hell do you think you guys are doing?" Andrea said again, struggling to get out of the men's grasp. Her effort was plainly futile but she continued nonetheless.

"Hey. Andrea," it was one of the men holding her talking now. "Quiet up and be good. None of us want to hurt you here."

"Fat chance," she spat out. Heather had only had sex with Andrea since her arrival with the gang and Andrea found herself surprisingly jealous. She was more than a little fond of the other woman and didn't want her forced into the same acts she often was. Unfortunately, her opinions didn't much matter to the burly man whom she recognized as Bruno. She was sure it wasn't his real name, but that's what everyone else called him. 

Bruno, unamused thanks to Andrea's strike went back behind Heather to look her over once more. Her long legs were splayed slightly and her feet just barely touched the ground. Her shapely ass was exposed to the room and her stomach pressed firmly against the table. Someone was holding her arms behind her back and applying pressure downward. She looked out to one side but was hardly able to see what was going on behind her. On the other hand, she could feel it fine.

Bruno's rough right hand caressed the cheek of her ass firmly. His other hand soon joined in and together they would spread them apart, exposing her pussy and puckered anus to the room. He looked down at her ass. "Maybe I'll start with something a little wetter.

He moved around to the other side of the table and knelt on the seating bench. "Move her closer," he said and the man holding her arms obliged. He slid Heather across the table and straddled the small of her back so he had better leverage against her. She was just far enough forward that her legs had been lifted off the ground and her head hung off the other side of the long, skinny table.

With next to no effort he grabbed her by the chin and led his large cock into her mouth. Heather opened willingly knowing that a struggle would be more trouble then it was worth but was still surprised when he immediately shoved himself all the way inside her. He was a good size and the sudden object down her throat forced her to cough and gag. As she continued making the wet hacking noise he withdrew himself and let her catch her breath.

Once she'd caught up to herself, Bruno took it a little slower. He let his slightly damp cock rub against the side of her face until Heather opened her full red lips. Andrea could only think of the times when those lips had been kissing her and her fury built.

As Bruno shoved, Heather began to choke once more, except this time he didn't concern himself. He moved at a faster pace, enjoying himself more and more with each thrust. Heather was obviously having a hard time breathing but was still more or less able to manage. She gasped for air in brief periods when he withdrew himself and somehow managed to choke down enough for the next onslaught. 

Bruno put his hand in her soft hair to gain a little more control of the motions and began pushing her against him as he pushed in. Heather gagged again and Andrea saw a trail of saliva and precum roll out of her mouth and down her chin. He gave her another brief second to gasp for air and shoved in one more time, forcing more spit out of her mouth. Her gags quickly worsened however and next time he pulled away he took a small trail of vomit with him. "Mmm, it feels good," Bruno said before pushing in for another series of strokes.

Next time, when he pulled away he took a little more stringy liquid with him. It had been dribbling out of her mouth constantly and formed a line from her chin to the table. Satisfied, he went back to the other side of the table and the man on top of her moved her back.

Andrea hoped that by now the men holding her had gotten distracted and tried again to escape. She struggled and flailed her arms in attempt to get free but unfortunately, they weren't as dumb as they looked.

Meanwhile, after getting in position, Bruno looked at Andrea. "I'll save her pussy just for you, how 'bout that?"

Andrea realized what he meant and tried to struggle again. "What? No." Bruno wasn't listening as he lined up his slick cock with Heather's ass. Without wasting a second he pushed long and hard, burying it to the hilt in one slow thrust.

"Fuuuuuuuck," Heather said, obviously in a lot of pain. Her teeth clenched and lips slightly parted after she moaned out the word. As Bruno started pumping her breathing became raged and sporadic. A string of pre-cum and saliva hung from her lip and pooled on the table below.

The muscles in her back tensed as Bruno picked up pace. "Unnnnnn," Heather moaned again as he continued pushing in as far as possible and as fast as possible. It wasn't long before he pulled out with a low moan and with a twitch of his shoulders, sprayed his load over Heather's back in long streaks.

"There," he said to Andrea. "Now if you're so concerned with her, you can clean me off." He changed tones and spoke to the rest of the gang. "Whoever else wants a go, help yourself."

Andrea's eyes went almost as wide as Heather's did upon hearing the latest piece of information. "No, wait," Heather tried to plead but was quickly cut off when the next man shoved himself in her ass to replace Bruno. She cringed in pain again and let out a breathy moan.

Andrea found herself in a similar situation. She was soon tasting Heather's ass on Bruno's cock as he pushed his soft member in and out of her mouth. She knew better then to even think of biting him. Instead, she simply waited until he was done a few moments later and tried not to focus on the taste. Despite the occasional reaming she gave to Heather it wasn't a flavor she had experienced, or for that matter enjoyed very often and was thankful when it ended.

The train on Heather continued for longer than Andrea cared to keep track of the time and after the third or fourth cock that she 'cleaned' in her mouth, she couldn't even taste remnants of Heather anymore. Only what was left of the sperm on the men who had used her.

Eventually, the last man put his softening dick in her mouth to clean and she did so without a fight. Heather was still laying face down on the table with a back that was completely drenched in semen.

Bruno came over to Andrea and grabbed her by the hair. The men holding her let go. "Here, go see your friend." He tossed Andrea face down onto Heather's back and walked off. Andrea propped herself up on an elbow, tempted to fight him further but Heather's current situation made her think twice. Her chest and stomach were now slimy with cum like her back and as she got up strings of it connected the two women. With disgust, she wiped them away with her hand and moved over to help Heather up. 

Andrea spoke into Heather's ear. "They've gone too far. Let's get out of here once and for all, huh?"

"How?"

Andrea smiled. "Do you honestly think we can't find someone who would exchange an exit for a personalized blow job? I know somewhere we can go once we're free in the city."

Heather nodded in agreement. "Okay. Let's try it."

* * * *

Andrea walked into the shower, the memory of her recent 'dream' and the urgency of her brother's letter distracting her. The shower room, was just that. A room. There were no stalls, and not even nozzles on the wall. The roof simply sprayed a constant stream of water, which was then recycled again and sprayed once more. She didn't much like the idea of using water that others had already used but it was changed once a day so she put up with it as everyone did.

When she walked in, she noticed the room completely empty and began enjoying the feel of the warm water on her skin while she thought about how to get out of her own personal hell. There were half a dozen pillars throughout the room which, not only held the roof up, but also contained holders for soap and shampoo. She made her way over to one and started to soap up.




Invid Invasion Ch. 10



A short note: Well, this chapter is where I get to flex my writing muscles. There may not be as much sex as you've become accustomed to but I promise you the kick ass plot will make up for it. (Yes, the plot will even make up for lack of sex). But, that said, this chapter does contain Andrea's 'first time.' So that's somethin' to read on for!

You'll also notice this chapter is written in first person instead of third. That's only for this chapter and not future ones. I just wanted to do something unique as I continue the traditional 'break in general story telling, every 5 chapters'

As usual, mail me comments/suggestions at (invidwriter@hotmail.com) -- Don't forget to write! It's like an addiction I tell you... I get hooked on messages and then can't go on without them! Anyway, enjoy chapter 10.

Oh and you'll be glad to know I'm not even half done yet as my outline for book one of II goes a planned 23 chapters.

Here are a few terms that I'll clarify so everyone knows what they mean:

RDF: Robotech Defense Force

REF: Robotech Expeditionary Force

Both are essentially the same. The RDF became the REF just before this story takes place. They're the human military of the time. Similar to the United Nations Forces. (Except with giant robots)

One final note: Those of you reading this on literotica may notice some continuity discrepancies in this chapter. This is due to literotica's policy of only publishing sex with people's at or over the age of 18. If you would like the unaltered version, send me an email. 

* * * *

One more thing here which you can feel free to skip over if you'd like. I decided to provide a bit of background info for those non-robotech fans out there, and for the hardcore fans, you'd notice I've changed a lot of history (ie. Made it up cause I didn't know it.) So, without further ado:

Said background info: For those of you reading whom haven't figured it out, the Zentradi and Humans were at war before the Invid arrived on the planet. But it wasn't so much the Zentradi and Humans, who were at war, but the Humans and a race known as 'The Robotech Masters' (cheesy I know). The Zentradi were and are, slaves of the Masters. They're bread for war to do the dirty work.

Well, needless to say, us Humans kicked some ass using 'Battleoid's' (essentially bigger version of cyclones) and 'Veritech's' (airplanes with the ability to transform like the cyclones) as their main pieces of equipment. So, The Robotech Masters took off with tail between their legs. Unfortunately for the Zentradi, they left so fast a number of the 40-50 foot tall purple soldiers, were left behind on the planet. Many were killed by vengeful humans where as the rest were forced through chemical experimentation to be reduced in size to around 7 feet tall and (poorly) integrated into society.

Following the Masters retreat, the Humans decided to pursue them back to their home and end the Masters warmongering once and for all. Unfortunately, this left the Earth defenseless when the Invid happened to come by.

To give you a timetable of approximate dates, The Masters retreated in mid-April of 2034. The Human fleet left to pursue on May 10th of the same year and only 5 days later, The Invid encountered Earth. On May 15th, 2034. 

The Earth fleet had not been heard from again. 

Chapter 10: The Sky, on Fire

 "May 7th, 2034 AD: 3 years ago.

"So you'll never guess what I saw today?" The smooth and unusually intolerant voice was coming from my mother, Allison. The five of us were at the dinner table in our home in Calgary. My older brother Chris spoke up.

"What's that?"

"A Zentradi. It was just walking down the street like it owned the whole damn town. If you ask me, making those killing machines 'shorter' at 7 feet isn't going to do any good at all."

"Well, what was he doing?" The voice came from my left. It belonged to my twin brother Tristen. He was about 5 minutes younger than me but always insisted he was the older one thanks to his 'maturity.' Frankly, I could never see his claimed maturity level.

"What was he doing? He was glaring at everyone with those red eyes of his. Sizing everyone up. I'll tell you, I wasn't the only one to cross the street when I passed him. He probably would have killed me without a second thought."

"I heard most of them were pretty tame now," I said foolishly. My mother didn't believe it for a second.

"Tame, my eye. It had muscles out to here." She gestured wildly with her hands, obviously exaggerating.

"Right," I said sarcastically. I couldn't get used to my mother talking like that. She was one of the least racist people I knew. If someone were to insult an Oriental or Native or Negro anywhere in her presence, they wouldn't just get an earful but a right hook. Her attitude certainly didn't befit her. My other brother Chris obviously saw it too and changed the subject. I cringed when I saw in his eyes what he was about to bring up.

"So I'm joining the REF." He ate a piece of steak and swallowed casually. My mother on the other hand nearly spit her water out.

"I thought we already discussed that you weren't going to do anything so rash, like joining the bloody military." She was certainly not in favor of the idea. Her old Irish accent always began to creep out when she was mad. Chris had brought it up a couple of weeks ago when the Robotech Masters retreated and the decision was made to follow them back to their home planet.

"We did, but only because you wouldn't let me out of the conversation until I promised not to join them."

"And now you're breaking yer word, eh?"

I looked to Tristen and he glanced back briefly. She was pulling every trick in the book now. "No, I'm doing what's right. How many people died in the war? How many friends did I lose? I'm doing what's right."

"Ye're doing what the military says is right," she said unhappily. I looked to my dad hoping he would interfere but as usual he was silent. He continued eating his dinner and looked as if he couldn't hear a word that was said.

"That's a tired argument. The fleet is departing in two days and I'm going to be with them. Period."

"That's completely unacceptable. Tell 'im, Henry." She looked to my father, as did all of us. He calmly finished his mouthful and spoke.

"Let the boy do what he wants." A lot of people mistook my father's attitude as uncaring, but I knew that wasn't the case. He was the most thoughtful person I knew. When he spoke, he was always right. Not because he was more intelligent than anyone else, but simply because he thought about what he was going to say before he said it. I tried to mimic his persona as often as possible but found that often times I didn't have the willpower, or the patience.

My father's words, as expected, ended the conversation for the rest of the night. The others finished eating and left, leaving my dad and I to take care of the dishes. It was my turn to wash them so I let him relax at the table as I filled up the sink. 

"What do you think?" He asked.

"About the Zentradi?"

"Interesting you should focus on that one and not the REF." I already knew about my eldest brother's plans so the conversation about the alien had intrigued me more.

"Chris told me he was going yesterday."

"Ah." There was a long pause. "So what about the Zentradi?"

"I can't really say. I didn't see him." My father smiled. 

* * * *

The next day passed in relative unease. It was Sunday so my mother went to church and as usual, my dad refused to accompany her. I followed in his footsteps and stayed home as well, although I had an ulterior motive. When the other three members of the family were in the car and safely on route I headed for the door myself.

"Say hi to Gary for me."

I smiled. "Dumped Gary. It's Aiden now." Aiden was the latest in a string of three-week relationships. My dad knew it too and always managed to remain one boyfriend behind. I was beginning to suspect he mentioned the old ones on purpose to remind me how fast I was going through them.

"Say hi to Aiden then."

"Will do." I gave him a kiss on the forehead and left, wearing the football jacket that I got when my team won the district championship.

His house was nearby so I decided to walk. It was a fairly nice day even if it was in the middle of a dry spell. There was still a little debris in the streets thanks to a battle that had taken place nearby at the end of the war, but the amount was negligible. I rounded a corner and looked up. To my surprise, A Zentradi, probably the one my mom was talking about the other day, was on the same side of the street, nearly a block away. And he was walking in my direction.

As my mom had clamed to have done, everyone around me crossed the street before he got too close. I didn't see the need. As he grew closer I began to get a little more nervous but had learned from my father to conceal it well. When we passed each other, I felt the sleeve of my jacket gently brush his elbow and he turned to face me. 

"You." His voice was deep and booming. Intimidating to be sure. I turned to face him and saw no intended harm in his eyes. It helped me to keep my confidence as I looked up at him. I couldn't place the expression in his eyes. Was that gratitude? I wasn't sure. His comment confirmed my suspicion. "Thank-you."

He was obviously referring to my apparent lack of fear, despite the fact that I was about to wet myself. I smiled up at him. "No problem." I turned and continued walking, but as I rounded the next corner, I found the smile didn't disappear from my face. I was the only one with enough guts to treat him fairly. Dad would be proud.

* * * *

I was still beaming when I arrived at Aiden's place. I rapped on the door and he quickly answered. He raised an eyebrow at my grin. "What's up?" He asked cautiously.

"I'll tell you about it. At least if you let me in."

"I'll let you in if you tell me about it," he said coyly. I kissed him and gently shoved my way through the door. "So, what's the deal?"

"Oh, it's dumb... I uh," I paused. Thinking about it, I realized it really wasn't all that interesting. "I walked passed a Zentradi on the way here."

He proved my suspicion right with his dumbfounded look. "They're in the street all the time now."

I felt vaguely ridiculous. "Yeah, but I PASSED him." I emphasized the word. "Everyone else crossed the street."

"You mean you actually walked beside him? Are you okay?" He suddenly got worried.

"I can take care of myself. I'm fine. Besides, he seemed nice."

"Nice? They just finished killing half the people we know. There's still rubble in the streets."

I sighed, suddenly getting very tired of the conversation. "So what are you doing tonight?

He let the conversation go as he always did when I tired of a subject. "Nothin' planned. Why, you have an idea?" He stuck his hands in his pockets as per the norm and leaned up against a wall.

"The Whiskey's opening up again. I think we should check it out."

Aiden looked concerned. "Andrea, we're 18."

"Do you think anyone cares? We've got no mayor, no police, just the military which is only around for serious crimes." I looked at him pleadingly. "So, what do you think?"

He hesitated. "Sure, why not."

"Awesome. So what do you want to do now?"

He smiled.

* * * *

Night rolled around and I found myself walking back to my house to change before going out. It was pretty tough to get gas, so everything had to be within walking or biking distance.

I always felt safe though. The last few years of war had brought the city together. Everyone looked out for their neighbors now. I guess that's one of the side effects of being in a massacre. The little stuff all seems so little again.

As I continued down the street I passed the familiar park that somehow, continuously managed to avert disaster. It had become a bit of a local landmark, never seeming to get a spec of debris or a damaged bush. As I looked down the dark path to my left, off the main road, I saw a figure sitting on one of the benches overlooking a large field. The trees hung down around him as if concealing him from the night. By his skin tone and size, I deduced he was the Zentradi I had encountered earlier.

I stood there and stared for a while, not sure whether to approach or to leave. He looked sad, with his head hung and his bulky arms resting on his knees. His hair hung in silhouette around his eyes, but I eventually decided it would be best to leave him be. I walked away, only looking over my shoulder once to further reconsider my decision. He would be fine, I thought to myself. After all, what could hurt a seven-foot tall killing machine? 

* * * *

I was outside the bar, waiting impatiently for Aiden to show up. I'd even broken out the make-up for the trip and so far he was about 20 minutes late. I had changed into a pair of low, hip hugging pants with a pair of bikini panties. The straps from the underwear just made it up above the edge of my pants and over my hips, supplying a nice tease for the boys. 

My shirt seemed to be just as popular with the guys. It had a crisscrossed back, but along the front, two long strips of black fabric came down over my shoulders to cover each of my breasts. The shirt had the effect of covering all the important sections but left a line of skin down the middle of my torso that included all the cleavage I could muster with no bra and a B cup. The two strips of fabric were held together by a series of three strings that were hell to tie. As they reached the bottom of my chest they followed the curve of my ribcage and disappeared behind my back. To be honest, I felt a little exposed. If I leant forward too far, it would probably be pretty easy to get a view of one of my nipples.

However, I was lucky I managed to find a set of clothing like this when the war was on, so I saved it for special (not to mention appropriate) occasions. It was hardly something I would wear to a family picnic.

I looked at my watch and waited another ten minutes for Aiden to arrive. I was starting to get pissed off. "Fuck it." I went to the bouncer at the door and he let me in with no trouble. Entrance was free so I made my way to the bar and dug into my pocket for some money. "Get me a beer please." I handed over a few dollars.

"What kind?"

"Don't care. Just a beer." The bartender reached behind him in the bar and pulled one out of the fridge.

"Enjoy."

"Thanks," I said and turned to survey the club for really the first time. It was well lit, and crowded as hell. Mostly people older than myself but that was no big surprise. I made my way further away from the bar towards the dance floor and watched as people tried there best not to look like fools. The music blared from a live band playing on a stage in the corner and fans looked down on them from the second level that ran around the inner perimeter of the building.

I found an empty table and sat down by myself, feeling more than a little alone. A few sips of beer saw the cure to that however and as the bottle neared empty, I began to feel a little better. After all, there was no way I was going to let Aiden ruin this evening by not showing up. I chugged the rest of the bottle and left it on the table before getting up to dance.

The song was old, but the beat was good and I enjoyed it. People were laughing and having fun all around me. Something few of us had seen since the war started three years ago. I put my arms in the air with the rest and started to dance. I knew I wasn't any better at it then the others but when had we had time to practice?

A few songs later, I made my way back to a new table and a new beer. I have to admit, I was never the best person I knew at holding my alcohol. It tended to affect me a bit more than I gave it credit for. Working my way through my third beer I was feeling it take hold, but still at the stage where I thought I could act normal.

I zoned out, thinking of the Zentradi, with his wide shoulders and hung head. He had the build one would associate with super heroes from comic books and it seemed remarkably sad the way he sat. Something about it didn't seem right and I was trying my damndest to figure it out.

I was staring blankly at the beer in my hands and jumped back to consciousness as a warm hand touched my bare back. I looked behind me and was stunned. Standing there, in the club lights had to be one of the most angelic people I had ever seen. He was dressed in an old suit. It was warn, but still looked good on him. His blonde hair was just long enough to hang over the front of his face and he was clean-shaven with bright green eyes that never stopped moving. They glinted and he spoke. "Do you want to dance?"

Stupidly, I continued to stare. I broke out of it when he spoke again with a smile. "Should I take that as a no?"

"No! Yes." I paused, realizing I sounded like a moron and tried to salvage the situation. "A dance sounds nice." I stood up and took the hand he offered as he led me over to the floor.

* * * *

I could feel his hands on my body. Caressing my hips, my stomach, my back. Never roaming too far into personal territory, but never too far away either. I closed my eyes, enveloped in the feelings of the music. My mind suddenly changed senses, focusing on tactile touches. The hair on my arms rose at the light touch. A shiver went down my back and I thought of his face.

I opened my eyes, wondering if it was a dream, or if it had really happened. I looked around discovering the familiar surroundings of my bedroom. The situation looked grim. Maybe I had imagined the previous evening.

I sat up and that theory went out the window with the other one as I felt the first spasms of a splitting headache. I started to remember more. Flashes of history. I stood up shakily and opened the door to my room. I remembered walking home. And suddenly I knew his name: Shawn. It definitely wasn't a dream. As I headed downstairs to get going on the day, I found myself hoping I would see him again soon.

I could tell breakfast was ready by the time I reached the last step. If my brother had his way he'd be leaving today with the REF. My suspicions were confirmed when I reached the living room to see two large bags packed and ready to go by the door.

"You guys in the kitchen?" I called out.

"Yeah," Tristen said. I followed his voice into the kitchen and one look at the table was more than enough to know I was in store for a feast. He caught my gaze. "You'd think this was his last supper or something. Except with less wine."

His comment was enough to draw a chuckle out of me and Chris but my mom turned and glared at him. "Don't speak like that, Tristen." We all paused, put in our place. Looks like she was still a little up tight about Chris leaving. She shook a spatula at him threateningly. "Or this'll be your last supper." We paused again, still not sure what to do. It went on like that for a while, until she finally smiled. The rest of us broke out in laughter, glad to have the woman we knew back for our mom.

"So, what's for breakfast?" I asked.

"Bread and wine," my mom said sarcastically. "Sit down and I'll get you some." As it turned out my mother's comment wasn't too far from the truth. There was bread and wine. And eggs, and French toast, and pancakes, and bacon and hash browns and orange juice and coffee. Everything was there.

"When are you leaving?" I asked my eldest brother.

"Not long. About an hour. There's a bus that's picking everybody up and taking us to Edmonton." I nodded.

"And how long are you going to be gone?"

"No one knows."

There was silence for a short time, but a quick joke from Tristen got things going again. We ate slowly, enjoying the time we had together. My mother was as silent as my father always was, leaving mostly the three of us to talk.




Invid Invasion Ch. 10



After breakfast we were all quiet for a while. The four of us showed him to the door. There was a quick round of good-bye's and hugs, and he left out the front door, with a bag over one shoulder.

The door clicked shut behind him and we all stared for a while, realizing we may never see him again. As the thought finally hit me, I quickly slipped on a pair of shoes and followed him outside.

"Hey, Chris!" I called out to him from the side of the house and he stopped. I jogged over and stopped in front of him. "I just wanted..." I wasn't sure exactly what to say; I just knew I had to say something. "I wanted to say good luck."

He smiled. "Thanks." We stood looking at each other for a few minutes, words hanging in the silence. "Actually... There was something I wanted to say to you, but it didn't seem quite right in front of everybody back there."

"Oh yeah? Words of wisdom?" I joked.

"Words of truth." He paused and I found myself anxiously awaiting his next words. "You're going to do something great in your life, Andrea. I can see it in your eyes. Everyone can." He shifted his weight to his other foot. "Did you know dad used to talk all the time? Before you were born? He was the one no one could get to shut up."

"Really?"

Chris nodded. "He says he stopped the second he held you for the first time. He saw it right then. Your whole life. And he says he never wanted to risk saying something that wasn't 'right' in your presence." He hefted the bag up on his shoulder again and I looked into his gray eyes. "I guess what I'm trying to say here is... Don't ever be afraid. And don't ever let anyone tell you what you can and can't do. You hear me?"

I nodded realizing for the first time that a tear was rolling down my cheek. I brushed it away and gave him a hug. I couldn't think of what to say. "Thanks."

He reached a hand into his pocket and pulled out a watch. "I want to give this to you."

I took it from him. It was an old wind up watch that he got sometime before the war. "It's not working," I said foolishly.

"I know. It stopped ticking the day the Masters attacked. I figure it's just waiting for the right time to start ticking again, you know? Maybe a happier time. Just keep it. And if it ever starts working again... Well... You'll know what to do."

He smiled and turned, slowly walking away. I stood in the middle of the street and watched until he was out of sight. Not daring to move. He finally disappeared behind a hill and I turned back to the house. "Be safe Chris." 

* * * *

The day was sunny, but clouds were coming in from over the mountains in the distance, and with them, came a cold wind. I reached Aiden's door around noon that day in a tank top and shorts. I knocked, still pissed off about the previous night and ready to chew him out, but one look at his face when he answered the door was enough to put all those thoughts out of my mind.

It was obvious he'd been crying. I was immediately sympathetic. "What's wrong?"

"You didn't get my message at the club?"

I shook my head, now feeling even worse. He'd even tried to deliver a message to me.

"My dad died last night." I looked at him, waiting for him to go on. "He was walking home last night and was attacked by a Zentradi. They think it's that bastard that moved into our neighborhood last week."

"Who thinks that?"

"Our neighbor. He witnessed it."

I was stunned. He certainly hadn't seemed violent when I had seen him. But then I had seen him on the bench looking particularly sad. Maybe it was possible it was him. I wasn't sure what to do, so I leaned forward and gave him a hug. "Do you want me to stay?"

He broke the hug and leaned back to look at me. "Actually, I kind of need to get out of here for a while. Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Sure."

He put on some shoes and we stepped out the door. I started heading for the park, thinking that was a good destination to sit and talk for a while. I still wasn't sure what to say so we ended up walking in silence most of the way there. He spoke up as we neared the green grass that spread across the river valley.

"Have you ever lost anyone, Andrea? Anyone close to you I mean."

"My Grandma, but we were expecting it. She had cancer."

"It's different when it's unexpected. I can't really explain it."

"You don't have to talk about it." I was actually hoping he didn't. The idea of my father dieing suddenly was not an appealing thought.

"No, I want to." He took a deep breath and we headed into a forested area by the slow moving river. "I... I want to find him."

"Your father?" I didn't understand.

"No, his killer. I want to find him."

"You're not even sure who it was."

He looked at me queerly. "Seven feet tall and purple? That doesn't leave a lot of room for variety."

"No, I suppose not," I said. I still didn't like the idea that he could be the killer. Maybe there was another Zentradi in this part of town. Or maybe someone wanted to frame him? That wouldn't be too far fetched. One thing he'd have plenty of, is enemies.

He stopped walking. We were in a fairly secluded spot and had left the path far behind. I wanted nothing more than to be able to comfort him. "Andrea," he said. "Thanks for being here for me. And not being mad about last night. I did want to go."

His comment did a good job at making me feel like shit. Even though I knew it wasn't intentional. "No problem." I was still trying to find the right words. "Although I never did get your message. I would have come back if I did."

"I know." He looked like he cheered up briefly and looked into my eyes. He leaned forward slowly, and kissed me softly, on the lips. As he broke the kiss he spoke again and my heart skipped a beat. "I love you."

Boys had said that to me in the past but I never believed one of them until that moment. I wasn't sure what to say and he must have sensed my hesitation because he kissed me again. This time for much longer. His hands moved to my waist and pulled me closer to him. I melted into the kiss, my mind finally at ease that maybe I was doing something to help him relax. He didn't break the kiss though and I felt his hands reaching up the back of my shirt to rub along my bare back. They caressed my skin slowly as he gently pushed me against a tree.

He withdrew his hands as my back pressed up against the smooth bark of the birch tree. My hormones took over for my brain and I put my hands on his waist. I grabbed onto the base of his T-shirt for a little extra support and pulled him closer to me with the other. My brain lost track of where his hands were and when it found them again they were pulling up the base of my shirt, first revealing my smooth stomach, ribcage and eventually they lifted it up over my breasts, exposing my nipples to the warm air.

I breathed out heavily as he parted his lips from mine to pull the shirt over my head, leaving me topless. As his lips moved slowly down my neck I could sense something was different from any other make out session I'd had with a guy. Something was more intimate. More personal. Whether it was feeling sorry for him, or whether it was love, I couldn't say. But my body urged me to find out.

I felt myself begin to get wet as he kissed around my nipples and it suddenly hit me, where this was headed. I was about to have sex for the first time. Unless I stopped it.

My hands spoke for me as they reached to the base of his shirt and lifted it up over his head. He was pretty attractive himself. He'd done a lot of sports and it showed on his chest. He had the typical tall but skinny frame of a teenager and I found myself getting more attractive to him. I ran my hands from his neck down to his pants as he continued to kiss my breasts. The smooth bark of the tree felt rough against my naked skin and I pushed away with my shoulders, arching my body a little further away from the tree, thus pushing my hips into his.

My hands stumbled on the button to his jeans and I worked on getting it undone. While I stumbled, his hands moved to the back of my neck and up into my hair. His head rose from my breasts and he looked me in the eyes. "May I?" He asked the question as his hands reached the band tying my hair back in a casual ponytail.

The irony never occurred to me that he asked to undo my hair and not to take off my shirt. My hands finally undid his pants and pulled them down quickly, taking his underwear with them. They stopped at his shoes and I decided I didn't need to worry about getting them past that point. I pressed up against him in another kiss and felt his dick against my belly, slowly getting harder as our tongues continued to dance.

He grabbed at my pants, and not even undoing the straps, pulled them off my along with my panties. Not wanting them to get stuck around my ankles, I quickly slipped my feet out of their shoes and let the pants fall off the end of my feet. Before I knew it I was completely naked, not wearing so much as a ring. He still had me pressed up against the tree and his cock was at full attention, rubbing back and forth across my belly. Every few seconds it would leave a tiny wet spot of pre-cum, which surprisingly enough, I didn't mind.

Tired of standing I pushed him away from the tree and laid him down on the ground near the river. With a little work I got his shoes off and his pants soon followed. I wasn't sure what to do next as I straddled his legs, thinking I wasn't yet wet enough for penetration. I saw his eyes casually move up and down my lithe frame. They still had a sadness in them, but also, there was contentment.

I moved my butt down to his ankles and leaned forward. Although it had been my intention, I found his cock surprisingly close to my mouth. It surprised me by twitching upwards and hitting my chin, again leaving a small wet spot. I smiled at him and he moved his hands down into my hair.

Slowly, I moved my tongue from the base of his dick, upwards towards the head. When I got to my destination I opened my mouth wide and tried my best to pull my teeth away from him as I let him into my mouth. My tongue tasted his salty flavor as he went further into my mouth. I felt the tip of his cock touch my throat and pulled back before I my gag reflex kicked in. I was able to get about half of him in my mouth and he seemed more than happy with it.

A few minutes passed and I thought about sex. Whether I wanted to go all the way, whether I needed to find a condom, whether it would hurt more then it would feel good. I decided to throw caution to the wind and took my mouth off his cock. It was now wet with saliva and I was certainly ready enough to have him enter me. "Was that okay?" I asked, referring to the blowjob.

"God, yes. Have you ever done that before?"

I smiled cautiously. "I've never done any of this before."

He hid his surprise well. He was more than aware of my string of boy friends and it must have shocked him a little that I'd never made it this far with any one of them. I moved my hips up to his and placed my slick pussy over his pulsing member. I held it there, with the head of it gently resting against the entrance inside me. "You're my first time for all of this."

He smiled, not saying anything else and I let my weight come down slowly on top of him. It only made it inside me about an inch or so before I felt it hit my hymen. One of his hands rested on my thigh and he looked at me. "Take it as slow as you want." 

I nodded and clenched my eyes shut as I shoved downwards a little further. "Ahhh." The pain was surprisingly intense. It shot through my body and up through my breasts, forcing me to cringe forwards, his cock now a few inches further inside me.

"Are you okay?"

"It hurts."

"Do you want to stop?" I was closer to his eyes now and could see them very clearly. He was genuinely concerned.

"No. Just give me a minute." I felt winded, and rested on top of him for what seemed like a long time. I could feel a trail of blood dripping out of me and down my leg. I didn't care. Slowly, I sat up again. The pain was receding and I moved upwards, so the head of his member was barely inside of me. I pressed myself back down on him again, this time putting much more of him inside me. He was about three quarters inside and it felt like he was splitting me in two. I still couldn't believe the pain that came with the actions.

I repeated the process and this time got him all the way inside me. "Unnn." I cringed forward again and he wrapped his arms around my waist. Carefully, keeping him inside me, he rolled us over so I was on my back and I spread my legs further apart, his weight now on top of me. My small breasts jiggled as my body came to a stop.

He smiled down at me, and suddenly, the pain went away. He started to pump back and forth and I moaned as he did so. My heart raced and my nipples became stiffer as he continued the motion. He caressed my right breast with his hand while he balanced with his other one, never stopping the movements. It seemed like he knew exactly what to do to make me feel good.

His warm breath on my neck brought my attention to his face and I tilted my head to kiss him passionately. My tongue leapt out of my mouth and into his, pushing and pulling with his, trying to get closer with every part of my body. The hand on my breast squeezed roughly and it sent a shock of pleasure through my torso. "Are you okay?" He probably mistook my gasps of pleasure for more pain.

"Yes," I said breathily. "Don't stop." I tightened the muscles around his cock and felt him rub against them more firmly. I could tell the bleeding had stopped and I became fully engaged in the act. "Ohhh. Like that," I said as he lifted my leg up with one of his arms letting him get inside me even deeper. "Is it always like this?"

He smiled. "I wouldn't know. This is my first time too."

For some reason that comment carried enough weight to bring me close to climax. "I'm almost ready to cum. Are you far?"

He chuckled and moaned. "No, not far."

I arched my back into him, so only my shoulders and ass held any of my weight and he continued to relentlessly plow into me. My labia swelled around him and I started to sweat heavily. Again, his hand went back to my breast to rub it encouragingly. Then, he came.

I could feel the first heavy spurt of the liquid plant itself deep within me. The sensation was strong, and I could clearly feel it come in contact with me. My body shook from the sensation, not sure whether it was time for my orgasm or not. After what seemed like an eternity, the next spurt of cum implanted itself into me and I clenched my arms around him. The feeling triggered my own orgasm and I shook severely, hanging on to him with a death grip.

As each pulse of his dick followed, my body felt lighter and lighter until I was practically flying on adrenaline. My eyes rolled up in my head and I lost focus of the world around me. All that mattered was feeling.

Finally, my orgasm subsided and I felt incredibly weak. I collapsed backwards into the soft grass and he came with me, keeping our bodies close. His cock was still inside me and my pussy pulsed around it, trying to milk every drop it could from him. "Was that okay?" He said.

I was too out of it to answer, barely even registering the question. All it succeeded in doing was bringing my eyes back to focus on his. I shuddered suddenly, and it reminded me of the after effects that you heard about following an earthquake.

"Are you okay?" he said a little worried. This time I was conscious enough to return his comment.

"Just fine. That was amazing."

"You were amazing," he said without pause. "Thank-you."

I smiled and laid back, drifting off into a daze. 

* * * *

"Andrea?" Hearing my name shook me awake. "Someone's coming." I was still naked by the river and Aiden was quickly getting dressed. He already had his pants on and was just pulling his shirt over his head. He started working on his shoes while I was still looking around for my pants. I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching.

Finally, I located my pants and pulled them up as quickly as possible. I just had them fastened when the person came out of the trees and into view. My jaw dropped when I saw who it was, but he seemed even more surprised then I was. It was Tristen.

"Andrea?" He said, astonished. He looked at me just long enough to find I was topless and quickly looked away. "Why aren't you wearing a shirt?"

"I, uh..." I stumbled.

"She got bit by something on her back, and I was umm... trying to see if she was okay." The weak excuse came out of Aiden but it was a step up from anything I was thinking and was grateful for the attempt.

I quickly put on my shirt. "You can turn around now," I said to Tristen and he did so.

"Did this thing bite you on the feet too?

I didn't understand the question. "What? No. Why would you say that?"

He looked down at my bare feet. "Because you're not wearing any shoes."

"Oh, shit," I blurted, realizing I'd been caught. I turned to Aiden. "Listen, I better go, but I'll meet up with you later okay?"

He nodded understandingly and I stood up and put on my shoes. "Let's go." Tristen said.

I said nothing but walked off with him. Just as I expected, the fight started as soon as we were out of Aiden's earshot.

"What the hell was that about?"

"What the hell were you doing in the woods?" I replied, hoping I wouldn't have to answer his question.

"I always walk along the river, you know that." He had me there. It was no secret; he went out almost every day. "So, are you going to answer my question?"

"What question?" I was being a smart-ass.

"What you were doing with... with... Do you even know his name?"

I dropped my jaw for the second time that afternoon. "Of course I know his name. I've been dating him for like... weeks." As soon as I said it I knew I was doomed.

"Weeks huh? Well, if that's enough time to drop your pants and spread em for somebody it's a wonder you're not pregnant by now..."

"Wait just a minute," I said stopping in my tracks. "My personal life is none of your fucking concern so I'll ask you to stay the hell out of it." It was rare for me to swear and it caught him off guard for a minute. I pressed the advantage. "Who are you to lecture me anyways? Mr. Responsibility himself, huh?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," he said foolishly.

"Oh no?" I was ready to pounce and he backed off.

"Okay, maybe I've made a few mistakes, but that doesn't mean..."

"This wasn't a mistake!"

"Well, it's nice that you believe that, but I think time may disagree with you."

"Now what are you saying?"

"I'm saying if you end up pregnant at 18, you're not going to look back at it with fond memories."

"What? You don't even know I had sex. My shirt was off for Christ's sake. You've never had your shirt off around a girl?"

"Alright Andrea. You're my sister; I'll trust you to tell me the truth. If you say you didn't have sex with him, I'll apologize and walk away, right now."

I stood there, staring at him for a while, caught in a face off. Eventually, I said the only two words that came to mind. "Fuck you." I turned and stormed off. 

* * * *

Half an hour later, found me sitting on a bench in the park, alone, and thinking of the future. I was pissed off at Tristen for telling me what I knew was at least partially the truth. I was scared I would end up thinking it was a mistake, but also, I was confident. Confident that I did make the right choice.

I looked around casually and realized I knew the bench I was at. It was the same spot that the Zentradi had sat the night before. I realized then that I wanted to talk with him. I wanted to give him a chance to say he wasn't a murderer. But I had no idea how to find him. If he wanted to stay hidden, my gut told me that he'd be able to do just that. So instead of trying to find him, I decided to wait. And let him find me. 




Invid Invasion Ch. 10



* * * *

Four days had passed. I avoided my family at all costs, only home to eat and clean up. The rest of my time was spent sitting, or sleeping in the park. Sometimes I was patient, and sometimes I paced uncomfortably. I was going to stay there as long as it took, but it was taking a damn long time.

I was just sitting up; ready to head home for a quick shower and a bite to eat when something caught my eye. Movement from inside the trees. I strained my eyes to see what could have been out there but saw only shadow. Night had fallen and it was starting to get cold. I stood up, thinking my imagination was playing tricks on me.

"You." I recognized the voice instantly. It was him. I turned to the trees and started walking towards the sound, fearlessly.

"Where are you?"

"Shadows."

"I can tell that." I stopped walking once I reached the denser part of the brush. "Do you need any help?"

"Yes... And no." I didn't understand, but I imagine I wasn't supposed to. His voice sounded scared. "I'm to your right." I turned and peered into the trees. I couldn't see anything but his skin was dark and hard to see. I saw movement and jumped at how close he was. He was only a few feet away. His dark clothes and skin made him impossible to see when he was still. The effect was most likely planned by his creators.

"Do you know, that there are no female Zentradi?" His red eyes were the only part of him easily visible. "It makes it... Difficult to talk to not only someone of a different species, but of a different gender as well. And then for that person to be so young... It's a wonder I'm here."

"Well, now that you've brought up every reason why you shouldn't talk to me, what about why you should?"

"Because you will listen. What other reason matters?" He paused, and looked down at me with calculating eyes. "You will listen?" I nodded, not knowing if I really wanted to or not. "Then come." 

"Wait, where are we going?"

"You'll see."

* * * *

We walked. We walked for a long time. The sun broke over the horizon, and we walked some more. We had been out of the city for some time and exhaustion was starting to kick in. "How much further?"

"Not far."

He spoke the truth. Less than an hour later we got to our destination. He led me to a ridge, overlooking a huge crater. Without even looking down I knew where we were. I'd heard of this place but during the war it was quarantined. Now, it was just a few hunks of metal, strewn about across the plains. It was the SDF-1.

The SDF-1 was the first alien ship to ever make contact with Earth. Stories varied about how it came to rest in this spot. Whether it was shot down by Humans, or simply crashed was unknown. In the end, it didn't matter. First contact started with a war. And the war started right here.

"I see you know this place." He spoke softly.

"I know of it. Why did you take me here?"

"To find the truth. We're almost there now. Come."

He started descending down the crater edge. "Where are we going?"

"Follow me." I sighed and started following him down the steep decline in terrain. He led me to the ship's entrance, or rather, a large hole in the hull likely thanks to its landing. "We're almost there."

He ducked as he made his way through the wreckage. The main body of the ship was mostly intact and the RDF had taken everything of value out of it. Or so I thought. He knew where he was going. And he knew what he was looking for. I found myself dreading the end of our journey.

We reached a plain section of wall and he stopped. I looked at him but said nothing, not wanting to disturb him. "It's here."

"What's here?"

"The future of everything." He moved to the side and pulled back a muscular arm. With astounding force, he brought it forward, through the wall and into the circuitry behind it. He started pulling at wires, stripping everything out of the panel he'd found. He completed his goal and suddenly, a hidden panel in front of me pulled to the side. Behind it, was a large tube of green liquid.

"What is it?"

"It's called Proto-culture."

"That's what it looks like? We use it to power our Mecha's."

"I know. It is everything."

"I don't understand."

"There are two planets that I know of, where the flower that you need to create this grows freely. One belongs to a race known as the Invid. The other..."

"Earth."

"That's correct. The Masters were the first to realize its potential as an energy source. They cultivated it and tried to get it to grow elsewhere. They failed. It would not grow."

"Why not?"

"Unknown. What is known is that it's 100% efficient. The only known power source in the Universe that wastes no energy, whatsoever. It is, the single, best energy source known to any of us. The Masters discovered this first and did whatever they could to take it. It once grew on hundreds of planets. The Masters have them all except for two. They cultivated it to extinction, and they are the only ones, (other than the Invid and the Humans) who know how to use it. They would, and have done anything for it."

"I still don't understand why you've brought me here."

"Because you Humans don't realize this yet. You take it for granted. But your planets destiny lies in the future of one plant. If you squander it, your planet will fall. But if you add it to Humanity's other assets... Creativity... The need to explore... Pride... The defense of the weak... Temperance. If you combine it with those things, then nothing, not even the Masters can stop you."

It was all still sinking in. The future of my species, and one question plagued me more than any other. "Did you kill a man five nights ago?"

He stopped suddenly and looked at me. He hung his head. "Yes."

"Why?"

"He attacked me. He had a weapon. I was defending myself and I lost control. You must understand that this is not a happy life for me. My body is not even as it should be. It takes concentration every moment to be civil. But in a fight... The Zentradi were meant to fight. And when we're instigated, we don't hold back. We can't." He shut the panel that had swung open to reveal the green energy source. And suddenly, a noise echoed from further down one of the ships corridors. "Someone is here."

The hulking purple body in front of me turned and headed down a different hall. I followed him closely, more than a little nervous about what we might find. I held my breath as we rounded the next corner and bumped into the massive frame in front of me as he stopped suddenly. "Who are you?" His voice boomed and if I had been on the other side of him I would have wet my pants.

"Err... My name's Shawn. Wh... What have you done with Andrea?" I recognized the voice and stepped out from behind the Zentradi. "Oh, uh, hi Andrea."

"Why did you follow us?" He was still speaking with hostility.

"I uh... I wanted to make sure Andrea was okay."

"I'm fine."

"Yes, I can see that." He turned to the Zentradi once again. "Are you going to attack me?"

"Hah." He scoffed and spoke to me. "If you want to meet again, I'll be in the park at eight." He started walking back out of the ship. I turned to Shawn.

"You shouldn't have come here."

"I thought he was kidnapping you."

"What? Why would he want to do that?"

"A beautiful young woman like yourself? Who wouldn't want to kidnap you?"

I blushed instead of laughed and turned to follow the Zentradi. I started walking away but his voice rang out. "Andrea?" I stopped. "Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?" I turned to face him.

"Sorry, I have a boy friend."

"So what. It's just dinner."

"Umm..." I wasn't sure what to say.

"Tell you what. You don't have to answer now. I'll be at the Roasterie at seven and if you want to join me, you can meet me there, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Listen, I've got to go, but thanks for watching out for me. That's really sweet."

"Anytime." His smile almost convinced me to stay but I was more concerned with answers. I followed in the tracks of my guide and soon found myself outside the old ship and back in the plains once more. I caught up to him with a run and started walking along side. He was already heading back to town.

"So what are you going to do?" I asked him.

"About what?"

"About... It." I didn't want to say 'about you killing a man.' It felt wrong to think of him in that context.

"What can I do? It's just a matter of time until they find me. They'll call me guilty and I'll be dead. Not much room to maneuver in there."

"I suppose not. You should stay out of town or something. You know, wait until everything dies down."

He stopped unexpectedly and looked me in the eye. "I do not run away from what I've done. Don't confuse us with the Masters."

"I'm sorry. It's just..." He peered at me more carefully. "It's what I would have done."

"We are not the same, you and I."

"I guess not."

We stood facing each other for a few minutes in an awkward silence. Eventually, he began moving again, dropping the conversation. We walked the rest of the way in silence and we split ways without another word, just before city limits. An hour later I was at my house, and exhausted from walking. It was nearly five already and I entered the building, not expecting anything out of the ordinary.

Inside, My brother and parents were in the first room I came to, sitting on the couch talking. They stopped as I entered and I couldn't help but get the feeling that the discussion was about me. "Tristen, can you give us a few minutes please?" The request came from my mother.

"Sure, mom." He got up and headed to his room, leaving me awkwardly alone with my parents.

"What's this about?" I asked cautiously.

"We're worried about you," my Dad said.

"Oh. I'm fine. No worries." I tried to opt out of the conversation then and there, but they both saw through the feeble attempt.

"Andrea, sit down please." My mother asked in her most pleasant voice and I complied, realizing I had better hear them out. But if the conversation was about Aiden, I was going to lose it. My mother went on. "I just want to be clear here, this conversation isn't about sex." I breathed a sigh of relief. "We both... Well, your father more than I, understands that you want to express yourself and we know you're responsible enough to make the right choices."

I sighed. Another birds and the bees chat in disguise. It was exactly what I hoped to avoid by staying out of the house over the last few days. My father caught my expression and took over for her. "I've always told you, when you're not sure whether or not to trust somebody, that you should default to trust. You remember that?"

"Of course."

"In this case, your mother and I think you should be more cautious."

"In what case?"

"With the Zentradi," my Mother said.

"What? But he's harmless."

"Somehow, I doubt Aiden would agree, Andrea."

"There's a great deal we don't know about his people," my Father said. "He may well be harmless, and he may not. It's impossible to judge somebody when you have no frame of reference."

I said the only thing that came to mind. "His eyes are the same as yours." The comment shut them up for a few minutes while they thought over what they were saying. 

"We think that you should stay away from him until this whole matter with Aiden's father is resolved."

I stood up. "Is that all?"

My Mother nodded and I went upstairs to my room. I was sweaty from walking, so I went in to the bathroom for a quick shower and a chance at shacking off what they just finished discussing with me. I had no intentions of following their advice.

The water felt good after the day of walking and the relatively hot weather we'd had recently. I melted into the stream and started to relax. The day's events went round in my brain. The future of the Human race depended on a flower. Go figure.

The water started to turn cold and I got out of the shower and dried off. I wrapped the towel around my chest and waist and walked to my bedroom. The time was after six and I still didn't know if I wanted to meet Shawn or not for dinner. He had followed me for miles and then stood up to a seven foot Zentradi however and that had to count for something. Maybe it was worth humoring him for a while.

I started to get dressed. What could it hurt to meet him there? Besides, my parents would probably be against it and that was reason enough as is.

I pulled the top over my head and looked at myself in the mirror. The outfit worked okay, but didn't do any favors for my ass. I hooked my thumbs around the waist of my pants and was about to pull them down when it occurred to me that I didn't care what this Shawn guy thought of me. I pulled my thumbs back out and started brushing my hair. While I was in the middle of it, a knock came at the door. "Yeah?"

"Can I come in?" It was my father.

"Sure." I kept brushing and only turned to look at him briefly as he entered.

"Going out again?"

"Just for a couple hours. Someone wants to take me to dinner."

"Mark?"

"Aiden." I saw the disappointed look in his eyes. "It's not like that. It's just dinner." I turned my butt to him. "See? I'm not even wearing my ass pants."

He looked away and smiled. "You know that's really something I don't want to hear from my daughter."

I smiled back. "I know. That's why I said it." I was already in a better mood. "So what do you want?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come to church with me on Sunday."

I looked at him skeptically. "This isn't some kind of 'my daughter's living in sin and I have to make her see the light' thing is it?"

"No, nothing like that. I just find..." He paused to think his words out. "It's good to check in now and again, despite what you believe. You never know when you might learn something new about yourself."

I paused like he did before speaking. "Sure. I'll come. 9am?"

"You got it."

"Alright." I put down my brush. "Well I'm out of here. I'll see you later, okay?"

"Sure." He stepped out of my room and walked down the hall. I went the opposite direction and exited out the front door. 

* * * *

The restaurant was pretty crowded, even for a Friday. Now that the war was over people were trying to enjoy themselves with the little things. I didn't blame them. After all, that's why I was here. I found Shawn at a table for two, sipping a glass of water. There was no food in front of him yet and I walked over and sat down. "Hey," I said.

"Hey. You came."

"So I did. Have you ordered yet?"

"Nope. I was waiting for someone."

"Is that so?" I said coyly.

"That's so." A waiter came by and poured me a glass of water. He quickly left after the glass was full. Shawn continued. "So what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know. Something fresh."

"How about the rabbit?"

"What are you kidding? I'd rather eat the same thing as him."

"Don't tell me you're a vegetarian."

I felt a little insulted, despite the fact that I was as much a carnivore as the next person. I lied to him. "Actually, I am."

"Huh. Well to each their own I guess." I opened the menu and started to look over things. I had never noticed until now how few vegetarian items the place had. I settled on a salad and put down my menu.

The waiter came back and we placed our orders in-between long talks as we got to know each other better. He had an innocence to him that I couldn't help but find charming. He seemed a little set in his ways, but always backed off if my opinion differed from his. If only a few previous boy friends had had that quality I might have been with them longer. 

* * * *

The night progressed well and we parted ways happily after the meal with an agreement to meet again soon. It was right about eight o'clock and I headed over to my next appointment. It occurred to me then, that I still didn't know the Zentradi's name. I would have to ask him that.

I got to the park a little late so I was walking quickly, trying to make up time. As soon as I arrived in the clearing near the bench that we always met at, I stopped dead in my tracks. The Zentradi was there, with hands on his head, and holding him at gunpoint, was no one other than Aiden. He had brought friends and the two held energy weapons pointed at him. He was saying something to him that I couldn't quite make out. I called to my boyfriend. "Aiden!"

He turned to face me as I ran towards the group. His two friends still kept their eyes on the Zentradi. "You shouldn't be here, Andrea."

"I could say the same about you." I quickly realized the direness of the situation. "What are you doing?" I thought he looked remarkably calm.

"You know as well as I do there's no police force anymore. This is justice."

"No it's not," I said shocked. "It's revenge." He stood there, looking between his potential victim and me. He couldn't make up his mind as to which course of action to take. "Look at yourself. You're a thug. You're holding a man hostage while you make up your mind if he's worth killing or not. Have you even listened to his side of the story?"

"There's nothing to say."

"Are you sure about that?" I turned to the Zentradi. "Tell him."

He spoke with a voice that was softer than normal. "It was self defense. I... It was an accident. He was holding a weapon at me. He said he was going to fire. I hit him. I hit him hard."

One of Aiden's friends spoke up. "We don't need to hear any of your alien lies. Get down on your knees."

The Zentradi obliged, but he was slow to do it. I looked in his eyes and saw the rage that he had described building once more. His other friend spoke. "He's a fucking killer Aiden. More times than one, of that you can be sure. Put him out of his misery." His eyes continued to darken. I turned to Aiden.

"Where'd you get that gun, Aiden?"

He was lost in thought. "What?"

"Where did you get it?"

"It uh... It was found with my father."

I knew that was my 'in' and I pressed it. "Don't you see? It combined with your father's mistrust and hate. It killed him, Aiden. Just as sure as it will kill you if you fire it. Maybe not outside, but in." I used my most sturdy voice. "Don't do this, Aiden. Don't do this."

His eyes welled up and he collapsed to his knees. I grabbed him and held onto him. I felt the wetness around his cheeks as he started to cry. "It's okay." I tried to comfort him.

"Fine, if you won't kill the Alien bastard I will."

I looked back at the misunderstood victim in all of this and saw in his eyes he'd had enough. He'd reached a breaking point. What happened next was a blur of speed and adrenaline. The Zentradi let out a vicious roar and quickly jumped to his feet, swiping hard at one of Aiden's friends. The man went flying for what seemed like forever, before finally hitting a tree and falling down hard.

Then, a high-pitched whine filled the air, and a release of energy. The Zentradi's eyes opened wide, and he fell back to his knees, before falling to the ground on his side. Aiden's other friend had fired and hit him in the back. I couldn't speak. I let go of Aiden and ran to my fallen comrade. The friend was already rushing over to make sure that there was no round two. He held the gun to the Zentradi's head, but didn't fire. I was in the way.

The huge alien's eyes fluttered the same as a Human's and I looked at him, trying to bring him to full awareness using just my own gaze. It worked for long enough to speak. "Andrea..."

"It's okay, I'll... I'll get help, you'll be fine."

"No one..." He coughed, again, the same as a Human. "No one will help."

"But..." I felt tears welling up in my own eyes. "I don't even know your name."

He smiled briefly. "It, A..." his breath gave out and he collapsed completely onto the cold Earth. I don't remember much of what happened after that. I cried for a while, but not as long as I thought I should have.




Invid Invasion Ch. 11



Author's note: This chapter's going to be huge, with plenty of plot and plenty of sex so get comfortable and enjoy! This is approximately the half way point in the story, so you can start to expect some big things to happen. Also, on that note, I want to mention that I am going to be taking a short break from writing II to pursue paying projects. Don't worry, I will get back to it within a couple months so you can expect chapter 12 in no more than two or three months. Hopefully sooner.

Also, I just want to say that I know I've got some messages saying that the 'flashbacks' are a bit hard to follow, but I've felt it necessary to do things that way for reasons that will hopefully become clear. Everything will be resolved (in that regard anyway) during the course of this chapter, so thanks for still reading and once you know the resolution to the storyline, hopefully you'll agree with the way I've done things.

As usual, mail me comments/suggestions at the link below - Even if you have to resort to just saying "cool story." (I promise I won't send viruses or spam mail and you're more than welcome to stay anonymous. I know I do! :) Anyway, enjoy chapter 11.

Glossary: 

Mecha: Any mechanized fighting 'suit.' In other words, anything anyone fights in.

Battleoid: another term for a mecha. However, the cyclone does have two modes. Motorcycle and battleoid. The latter is the one that can really kick ass.

So, all that said: onwards with chapter 11!



Invid Invasion

Chapter 11

"Full Circle"

"Andrea arrived back at Trump Towers with only a small accompaniment. Two officers followed her out of the helicopter and in through the S&S. She was relieved to discover her high ranking friend had cleared her before she got there and didn't have to submit to the rather intrusive search. 

The two officers continued with her as far as the elevator and then left her to her own devices. The same elevator operator that she had known from six weeks ago was on duty. He gave her a once over from head to toe, noticing her blue trench coat, and only her blue trench coat. "Why is it whenever I see you you're wearing one article of clothing." He smiled and shook her hand. "Haven't seen you in a long time," he said.

"I've been in prison."

"Oh..." He seemed genuinely shocked. "Is it all cleared up?"

"I don't know about that, but they finally realized I was innocent and let me free."

"Ah, well I'm glad to hear that."

"Me too."

The doors opened again. "Well, this is your floor. At least it's where you're friends are still hanging out."

"Thanks."

"My pleasure." He gave a slight bow and Andrea stepped out into the long hall. There was a ding and the doors closed behind her.

Andrea stood in the hall, now facing a new dilemma. "What door was it?"

A few annoyed patrons later, Andrea saw Bob's smiling, friendly face answer the door. "A... Andrea!" He seemed particularly happy to see her. "They said you w... were being let out today. H... How are you?"

Andrea gave him a hug that was returned heartily and let herself in. "I'm doing okay. How are you."

"Oh, you know... S... Same old, same old." He looked even more geeky than normal as he stood there. "I g... guess there is o... one piece of news..." he was cut off as Kitty came in from the bathroom.

"Andrea! Are you okay babe?"

'Babe?' Andrea thought to herself. "Yeah, I'm fine. How are you?"

Kitty ran over and gave Andrea a huge hug. "Much better now that you're back."

By that point, Andrea had noticed Bob had successfully sunk away into the room. She realized he hadn't finished giving his news and wasn't going to let him get away with chickening out. "Sorry, Bob. What's your news?"

"Oh, i... it's nothing important."

"Come on, tell her Bob," Kitty said.

"W... Well... Basically, they offered me a... a job."

"Here at the tower?" Andrea was genuinely happy for him despite her opinion of the Coalition.

Bob nodded and Kitty spoke for him. "He says it's a scientists dream job. There's no where else in the world that has this kind of technology anymore."

"Like a kid in a candy store, huh?"

Bob smiled. "S... Something like that."

"Are you going to take it?"

"I haven't... haven't decided yet."

The momentary silence was broken by the faint sound of barking, coming muffled through a wall. "What's that?" Andrea asked.

Kitty smiled. "Thunder, Irene and your coyote are in the next door over. She must have heard you or something."

"Well, I better go say hello." She walked back to the door. "I'll catch up with you two in a bit."

Andrea left the room, anxious to see her rather short companion. She turned the handle to open the door one room over and suddenly found it flying out towards her. She was shoved back against the far wall and found her coyote's paws on her chest and the animal was licking her face relentlessly, whining with nearly as much force as her tongue.

"Whoa, whoa, Tess," Andrea managed to get out between laughs. "Slow down girl."

"Hello, Andrea," came Thunder's deep voice from within the room. "She has not stopped whining for six weeks and now that you're here she whine's even more."

Andrea smiled at the attempted joke. "Hey, Thunder. How are you?" Things had felt awkward with him since the incident with Kitty in the forest nearly two months ago. Tess fell back down to the floor and waited at the rooms door patiently for Andrea.

"I'm well. And you?"

"Not bad." There was a pause and Andrea gave in to her coyote and entered the room. "Is Irene here?"

"No, she's... I don't know where she is."

Andrea shut the door behind herself. 

* * * *

Time passed in relative silence. The two sat opposite each other on the two beds and Tess had curled up beside Andrea with her head in her lap. They stared at each other for a good hour or so before Andrea spoke up. "I..." She shut her mouth.

"I'm sorry," Thunder said abruptly.

"You? Sorry for what?"

"Making things awkward. As wonderful as it was, we should never have made love that night."

Andrea was stunned for a moment. "Wait... That's what you've been feeling off about?"

"What else?"

"How about what I did to Kitty for starters?"

"As I said before, you were not yourself."

Andrea paused again. "I wasn't worried about the sex."

"And I wasn't worried about the plant."

There was another long pause. "Well then. What now?"

"Dinner?"

Andrea smiled. "We better invite the others then."

"If we have to," he joked. "Are you hungry now?"

"It's 2 in the afternoon." Thunder looked at her, awaiting an answer to the question. "I'm starved."

"Excellent. I'll round up Kitty and Bob."

"What about Irene?"

"We'll leave her a note."

"Okay."

Thunder went next door while Andrea wrote up a note and consoled her three legged friend. "Don't worry, I'm only going for an hour or so. I'll be back soon." The coyote whined and put its head down on the bed. "Don't complain," Andrea continued. "I'll see if I can't take you with me to Salt Lake." The animal obviously didn't understand and proceeded to lay patiently on the bed as Andrea left the room.

She met up with the other three in the hall and headed to the restaurant. "So, how much longer are we staying in town?" Kitty said.

"I don't know. I'm leaving tomorrow morning though."

Thunder looked at her. "You are leaving tomorrow morning?"

"I got a letter from my brother. I have to get to Salt Lake City as soon as possible."

Thunder looked concerned. "Is everything okay?"

"I don't know."

The four companions reached the restaurant and were seated. The conversation quickly continued.

"So what do we do?" Kitty asked, more than a little concerned.

"I don't know. I managed to get transport on a plane but there's only room for me. You guys could meet me halfway there if you want? As soon as I'm done at Salt Lake I'll come back down South again and meet you at like... Mexico City or something."

"Perhaps," Thunder said. "I just hope your brother is okay."

"Me too," Andrea said.

The rest of the dinner was mostly small talk. Kitty said next to nothing and only glanced up from her meal here and there to look hurt. Andrea felt sorry for her, but knew she'd be fine. They'd have time when she returned. 

* * * *

Dinner was over and Andrea was opening up the door to the room with Thunder. The first thing she noticed was the sound of Irene moaning, followed closely by the smell of sex.

"Oh, not this again," Thunder sighed as he entered the room. Andrea followed him in hesitantly and closed the door behind himself. "I thought we agreed that you would tell me before any more sexual escapades in our room," Thunder said patiently. The coyote was on the other bed with a paw over her snout.

On the bed, Irene was mounted over some guys waste. His cock was pretty obviously inside her and as Thunder spoke, she looked over and noticed Andrea. "Andrea!" She exclaimed. She wasted no time getting off her partner and running over to give Andrea a hug.

"Hi, Irene."

"You're finally out!"

"I'm finally out. But I have to leave tomorrow."

"For how long?" Her bubbly expression changed and she visibly lost energy.

"I don't know. A while."

"Oh no." Irene hugged Andrea close again as if it would somehow prevent her from leaving the next day. Irene turned around and noticed the guy still lying on the bed confused. His hard on was slowly fading. "You're still here?"

Andrea suspected the comment wasn't intended as an insult but the other man certainly took it as one. He put on his pants quickly and exited the room. "Bitch," he muttered under his breath once he was in the hall. Irene didn't notice or didn't care.

"Where are you going?" Irene continued.

"It's a long story. I have to go to Salt Lake."

Irene looked at Andrea stupidly. "That wasn't a long story."

Andrea sighed. "Look, I'm going to see if I can get the room next door and get some sleep. I feel pretty drained. I'll catch up with you two later okay?"

Irene nodded and Thunder spoke. "Of course."

"Come on Tess." The coyote got up and crossed the room quickly to exit with Andrea. 

* * * *

The room one over was indeed available and Andrea quickly found herself naked and resting her head on a comfortable pillow. Tess was snuggled up tightly at her feet and she drifted off to sleep almost immediately.

An unknown amount of time later, there was a knock on the door and Andrea hazily awoke. "Yeah?"

"Can I come in?" It was Thunder.

"Of course." Andrea sat up slowly and held the sheets to her chest to stay covered up. The side of her hips and left breast was visible, making it obvious she was naked.

"I was thinking that perhaps, you and I could spend the night together."

Andrea looked at him carefully and saw a bead of sweat roll down the side of his forehead. "You said that remarkably calmly, for you."

"Ha. I've been practicing for more than an hour." He smiled, and Andrea realized there was no way she could turn him away. She lifted up the sheets.

"Come on in. No clothes allowed."

Thunder smiled widely and got undressed. He'd found at least one set of clothing since last Andrea had seen him and the long sleeve shirt and loose pants looked good on him. She noticed what looked even better however was when they were off. He climbed into bed, but made a point to un-tuck the covers at the end so his feet could hang off the mattress. She hugged herself up against him, and without meaning too, quickly drifted back off to sleep.

Andrea awoke an hour later with another knock on the door. "Yeah? What is it?"

Kitty entered the room casually and noticed Thunder in bed with her. "Hey, I was just wondering... Well..." She looked at Thunder again. "Never mind."

"Go ahead, Kitty. What's up?"

"I was hoping to stay here tonight, but it looks like you already have company.

"Oh, um... Sorry, I..." Kitty interrupted.

"No, no. It's okay. I'll just head back into the room with Bob and get some sleep there."

Kitty looked more than a little sad at the idea. She turned her head and wiped away a tear and Thunder spoke quietly to Andrea.

"She's missed you more than any of us I think. If you want me to leave, that's fine."

Andrea didn't know what to do. "No, don't leave."

"Then perhaps she could stay here as well. Just this once. The bed is large enough."

"That would be okay?"

"Of course it would. She misses you." Andrea smiled and leaned over to kiss Thunder on the cheek.

"If you want to stay with me and Thunder there's room," Andrea said to Kitty just before she walked out the door.

"Really?"

"Sure. Why not." Andrea smiled and Kitty brightened up significantly.

She looked between her and Thunder awkwardly. "Should I go get a long shirt or something?"

Thunder smiled and put his head back on the pillow. He closed his eyes to go back to sleep. "I hear there's a strict no clothing rule."

"Is that so?" Kitty asked seductively.

Andrea grimaced at herself. This was going to be awkward in the morning. "So I hear."

"Well, in that case," Kitty got undressed quickly and slipped into bed on the other side of Andrea so that Andrea was in the middle of the three. "Good night, Andrea."

"Good night."

Andrea went to sleep on her back, as she normally did, with the coarse but delicate feel of Thunder's body on one side, and the lithe, small frame of Kitty on the other. She felt Kitty's breast press against her own as Kitty cuddled up and drifted off to sleep once more, with a smile on her face.

There was a knock on the door.

"Shit," Andrea complained as she sat up, not realizing she exposed Kitty's breasts and Thunders chest to whoever was at the door. She looked at the time to see it was just after midnight. "Who is it?"

"It's me," Irene said in what Andrea suspected was her cutest voice. "Can I come in?"

"Sure, why not." Thunder and Kitty were beginning to stir and Tess was on the floor, looking over at Irene with one eye barely open.

Irene entered the room and looked at the bed. "Hey, that looks like fun. Can I join?"

Andrea sighed. The last thing she needed was yet another person in the bed. Not to mention, the rounds of jealousy that everyone would be having the following morning. But she didn't know how to turn her down. "Listen, Irene, I don't know it's such a good idea."

"Oh come on, it looks like tons of fun." Irene started to strip. She pulled the suit open at the front and shimmied out of it.

"We're just sleeping Irene."

"Oh." She paused a second. "That's okay too. I was just missing you and wanted to be with you."

Andrea looked back and forth between Thunder and Kitty looking for some indication as to what to do. Neither seemed to have a good idea, and looked back with hesitant eyes.

"Okay, fine. I'll try to make some room..." As Andrea shifted over there was a loud ringing tone from beside the bed. She jumped. "What's that?"

"It's the phone," Kitty said.

"They got phones working here?"

"Apparently."

Andrea shifted her way around Kitty and reached over to the end table. She picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hello. Andrea?"

"Yes?"

"This is Colonel Jack Johnson. I have an update for you."

"Oh?"

"The traders plane I spoke of. They had a change of schedule and will be leaving within the hour. Can you meet them at the main entrance to the tower in ten minutes?"

"Absolutely," Andrea said, excited to be out of the awkward situation. "I'll be right there."

"Excellent. Have a safe trip."

Andrea hung up the phone and got out of bed. She started to get dressed. "There's been a change of schedule. I have to leave now."

"Now?" Kitty said.

"Now. Sorry guys. I'll see you all in a few weeks." She looked down to Tess. "Come on Tess."

Andrea picked up her bag from the floor and opened the door to the hall. "Can you guys make sure Bob takes the job here? It sounds like a great opportunity for him."

"Sure," Thunder said plainly. "Have a good flight."

"Thanks." Andrea left and closed the door behind her. 

* * * *

Andrea exited the tower with her bag over one shoulder and Tess following close behind. There were two men in old flight jackets leaning up against the wall of the tower, not far away. Andrea figured that was them and headed over. The larger of the two men spoke. He was a little plump, but had a friendly grin on his face. He seemed to be Spanish in origin. "Hello. You must be Andrea?"

Andrea nodded. "It's good to meet you."

"My name is Chase. My associate here is called Tonto." Andrea gave him a confused look. "Hah. I am just joking. His name is Dennis." Dennis looked like white trash. He was missing a tooth or two and had a shaggy mustache. He nodded hello. "Who is this?" Chase looked down to the coyote.

"Her name's Tess. I was hoping you'd have room for her."

Chase bent down to pet her. "I'm sure we can arrange something. I love dogs. Although... this one looks like a strange breed."

"She's a coyote."

"Ah. That would be it then. I've never been friends with a coyote before." He put his face next to the animals and talked to her. "How are you today. Would you like to travel with Uncle Chase?"

Andrea smiled at the reference, not wanting to ruin the man's fun. The coyote licked his face.

"Do you mind terribly if she stays with me?" He asked. "We each have a plane, Dennis and I, so we'll have to split the two of you up to even out the weight, even if it is only 50 or 60 pounds."

"Sure, she can stay with you."

"Excellent." That seemed to be his catch phrase. Andrea was still waiting for Dennis to say something. "If you'll come with us, we'll show you to the planes and outline our route."

"Is Salt Lake City your first stop?" Andrea asked as she began walking with them.

"No, that will be our second. It's why we had to leave on such short notice. The Duke of York, wants us to stop there and deliver some things for him by tomorrow."

"York? New York?"

"Heavens no. New York is on the East coast. No, York is a barony that's been set up a few hundred kilometers North West of Las Vegas. Don't worry, the trip will be very fast. You will be in Salt Lake in oh... Ten hours or less."

"That's good to hear."

"Yes. The colonel told me you would be happy with that." 

* * * *

Andrea was led a few blocks away towards a jeep, which in turn took her to a restricted airfield just outside of the shanty town surrounding the tower. She walked across a recently paved runway and arrived at a couple of old fighter planes. Andrea didn't know a lot about planes, but it seemed to her that they had been modified pretty heavily.

"Which one is yours?" Andrea asked Chase.

"This one over here." He pointed to the nicer looking one of the two. It figured. Andrea helped Tess inside. The cockpit was relatively small but there was enough room for the pilot and her coyote. "Well, there we go. Looks like Shorty's ready to go." He was obviously talking about the animal. "What about you, Andrea? You ready to go?"

"Absolutely."

"All right. You can take her from here then Dennis. I'll see you in York." He turned to Andrea. "And you, I'll see in Salt Lake."

"See you there." Andrea turned and followed Dennis to the other plane. She climbed inside and sat down in a passenger seat. The cockpit was relatively spacious for a cockpit. She sat beside Dennis instead of behind him but she was more than happy with the chance to see the scenery a little better. She tossed her bag behind the seat.

* * * *

It was about two hours into the flight and still Dennis hadn't said a word. Andrea decided that preferable to an incredibly boring flight, she would try to talk. "Dennis, right?"

"That's right," he said. Andrea was momentarily stunned. Somehow she had expected more of a fight to get him to speak.

"You been piloting for a long time?"




Invid Invasion Ch. 11



He shrugged his shoulders. "About five years. Not too long."

"Ah."

"Listen, I was thinking. How about a blow job?"

"A what?" Andrea's mouth opened

He had had the auto-pilot on for some time and sat back in his chair. "You heard me. It's been a little while."

"Ha." Andrea scoffed and turned the other way to look out the window. No wonder he didn't talk much. No one wanted to listen to him.

"I'm serious bitch. Get your clothes off."

Andrea turned to look at him again. "What? You've got to be kidding."

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" He didn't.

"What in the world would make you think I would go through with that?"

"Well I don't know. How anxious are you to get there in one piece?"

"Is that a threat?"

"Yes and no. All I can say is we may be experiencing a little turbulence up ahead." He put on his seatbelt and Andrea couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She reached for hers but quickly discovered that there was none. "Last chance." Andrea stood firm. "Alright, your loss."

He disengaged the autopilot and suddenly put on the brakes. The plan lost altitude and it sent Andrea headed towards the roof. She wasn't prepared for it and her shoulders hit the solid metal top. "Ah." He picked up speed again and Andrea dropped back roughly into the chair, this time hitting her hip on the secondary steering wheel. "Umph."

"So, what do you think?" He looked over at her, as she sat herself back upright in her chair.

"I think you can go to hell." She drew her gun and pointed it at him. Put the plane down.

"No, I don't think I'm inclined to do that," he said casually. "And unless you know how to fly a plane, I wouldn't recommend shooting me."

"Alright then." She pointed it at the glass of the cockpit. "I'll have to take my chances."

"I wouldn't do that." Andrea ignored him and fired. The glass was bulletproof and the bullet ricochet around the cockpit before finally planting itself inside a seat. He looked over to her, still looking casually. "Are you ready to comply yet?"

"Fuck," Andrea knew she was defeated.

"Good idea. Get undressed."

Andrea grimaced and started to comply. She grabbed hold of the base of her tank top and pulled it overhead. Her breasts bounced free and she tossed her shirt on the floor in front of her. Her pants were the next to go and she shimmied them down passed her hips and kicked her ankles free.

"Wow. You're a looker, that's for sure."

"Yeah, thanks. What next?"

"The blow job of course. And watch the teeth." He undid his pants and slid them down his waist allowing his semi-hard member to come into view.

Andrea didn't waste much time hesitating and instead preferred to get it over with. She knelt down in between the two front chairs and moved her mouth to his cock. She moved her lush lips passed his organ and brushed them against the tip of it gently eliciting a small moan.

Before she could tease him any longer he grabbed the back of her hair and forced the tip of his cock into her mouth. Andrea's wet tongue circled around the head before making room for the rest of his rather average sized member in her mouth. He continued to push her head down until her lips pressed into the base of his cock. Andrea could feel the smooth skin on the head of his dick rub against her throat.

She pulled herself back up until just the head was in her mouth and the rest was coated with saliva. He moaned quietly again, almost as if he thought he had to hide the sound and she pushed back down again, flicking her tongue along the way.

Andrea pulled up and down a few more times before pulling off his dick and gliding her extended tongue down the underside of his member. She moved her way to his balls, not particularly liking the occasional hair that found its way into her mouth and began to suck. She let the first one fall into her mouth and dragged her tongue around it before moving over to the other and giving it the same treatment. 

Done with his balls for a while, she drug her tongue back up the length of her shaft and put her lips around the head, slowly sucking it in and out of her mouth, trying to concentrate on its sensitive underbelly. She felt the first shake of the organ in her mouth and pressed her advantage, hoping the experience was about complete.

She pushed down, fully inserting him once again and tightened her throat around him. He moaned once more and she pulled out to repeat the process.

Suddenly, the hand in her hair pulled up, taking her off his cock and just before her mouth parted with it she felt the salty taste of cum. The remainder of the first load plastered itself over her face, stringing itself from her forehead to her upper lip. The second and third loads continued to spray directly at her face, drenching it in the gooey white liquid until finally the last few small spurts landed on her breasts, slowly rolling down to her nipples.

"Alright, that's good. Get off me before you drip on me." He shoved Andrea off gently back towards her own seat.

"Do you have a towel or something I could use?"

"Nope, sorry." He looked over at her. "Actually that's a good look for you. You should leave it like that."

Andrea grimaced. The last thing she wanted was the slow tickling sensation of liquid rolling down her skin all the time. She sighed and sat back in the seat naked.

"You know what I love about flying?" He asked casually.

"What?"

"The solitude. You're forced to spend time with yourself, just listening to your mind talk. I've always loved that."

"Really? I figured your mind wouldn't get to do much talking with all the time your dick is out of your pants. How do you manage when you're flying by yourself?"

"I try not to fly alone," he said coldly. "You know what? I think I'm ready for round two. Come on over and straddle me."

Andrea complied. She was going to take all the fun out of his game. She couldn't care less if she was impaled a few times and got a little white stuff on her. At least she'd arrive in Salt Lake fast. She couldn't help but feel disappointed however that a seemingly nice gesture was once again the example of self service for whoever was involved.

She stepped over him so her legs were parted just above his face and slowly sat herself down. "Put me inside you."

Again she complied. She grabbed hold of his cock with her left hand and lowered her pussy to touch the end of it. She rubbed it back and forth across her slit a few times to help get wet and then pressed it up against her hole. She sat down the rest of the way, slowly pushing down until he was completely inside her.

"Ah. Like that," he moaned again. Andrea ground her hips into him, instead of moving up and down, she moved forward and back, thus keeping him all the way inside her. His cock pressed against her inner rear wall, then as she shoved her ass backwards it pressed against her inner front wall. Dennis watched her breasts bounce gently as she rubbed her hips back and forth.

On the plus side for Andrea, the movement stimulated her clit every time she pushed forward and helped to make the experience a little more enjoyable. She was determined to make a point though and kept a straight, boring face through the whole process in an effort to give him no pleasure from forcing her.

As she continued the forward and backward motion she started to lift her hips off of him during the thrusts, again applying different pressure on her insides, and getting an expression of bliss from Dennis. 

He put his hands on her hips and turned his gaze to watch her stomach as the muscles tensed and un-tensed with her breathing and thrusting. Her smooth stomach molded perfectly into her ribs, and her ribs into her breasts. "Lean back," he said.

Andrea looked behind her to make sure she wasn't about to flip some switch and send the plane into a spin, before carefully leaning back with her elbows resting on the side of the console. Her head hit the glass to outside and if felt cool. Her breasts pointed into the air and her pussy still clung onto Dennis' cock. He moaned again and started to take a more active roll in the procedure.

He pumped his hips up and down from the seat to plow into Andrea's insides to the best of his ability. He found himself looking at her stomach again and the smooth angles her hip bone made as it stretched against her skin. Her muff was well trimmed and as he stared at her lower sections bouncing up and down with his motions he felt the second orgasm taking over.

He pulled out of her once again, obviously taking pleasure in coming on her. His cock pulsed and spat out another three long white strands of cum over her stomach and ribcage. His dick continued to strain and the rest of what he could muster dripped out of him to mat down her pubic hair. The angle of her body caused the semen to drip down her and collect in her belly button, or drip off the sides of her hips.

Andrea carefully sat back up and moved over to her seat once more. She sat down, and said nothing while the sperm cooled on her body. 

* * * *

A few hours passed and Andrea was getting bored. The view out the window changed to one of land and swamps as the reached the other side of the gulf. The semen on her face and stomach had dried and were flaking off. 

"You know what?" Dennis hadn't spoke in a couple hours and Andrea wasn't looking forward to what was probably about to happen next. She didn't answer and he went on anyway. "I think I'm going to go for the hat trick."

Andrea couldn't help herself. "The hat trick?"

"Yeah, once in each hole. Three holes. Hat trick." He looked at her. "I made that up myself, what do you think?"

"I think it sucks."

Dennis looked at her a little annoyed. "I think you better start sucking, unless you want me to go in dry."

Andrea sighed and leaned back over to take him into her mouth once more. She took him in completely, trying to coat it in as much saliva as possible knowing exactly what was going to happen when she was done. She wanted to make it as easy as possible for him to get in.

She spent another minute or so on his stiff cock, and pulled away, thinking it was probably more than wet enough. She straddled him again, this time facing the front window. "You ready?" He said, grabbing her hips.

"Sure. Why not?" She let herself slowly move downwards and immediately felt the head of his cock against her rear entrance. She instinctively tensed and tried to relax. She still wasn't great at anal sex and it certainly wasn't something she found enjoyable.

The tip of his member still wasn't inside her so she held her breath and pushed downwards. The tip slipped inside her and she couldn't withhold a gasp. It was painful to be sure, but she wanted to get it over with. She continued slowly pushing downwards until he was buried to the hilt inside her. "Oh, God that's good," he said.

"Maybe sometime in your life you'll get it consensually," Andrea said reminding him of their situation.

"Shut up and fuck." Andrea did notice that to his credit, he wasn't being derogatory to her. At least verbally. She lifted herself up and felt the relieved open feeling as her rectum released the rod inside her. She gasped as she pushed back down again, forcing him in to the hilt once more. She could see herself in the reflection on the window and the dried cum continued to flake off her.

She moaned as she pushed him into her a third time. Her breasts jiggled with the motion and he reached around to her legs and spread them further with his hands until they were almost completely out to her sides. He looked over her shoulder at the reflection as she continued to bounce up and down on top of him, the movement now reasonably easy to accomplish.

"That's it. Just like that," he said through gasps of air. She started moving faster, bouncing up and down as fast as she was able. Dennis held his breath and finally released his third load of the trip. She felt him forcefully ejaculate his semen deep into her bowels. His dick pulsed for a short while as it finished its process and Andrea got off of him and went back to sit once more. Her ass was a little sore, but nothing a little time wouldn't take care of.

"Oh damn. Have you ever thought of taking that up as a profession?" Andrea glared at him and it was answer enough. "I'm just trying to pay you a compliment. You don't have to be a bitch about it."

Andrea still didn't speak.

"Well, you'll be glad to know we're almost at York. We should start our descent pretty soon." Andrea was silent. "We're only an hour from Salt Lake too, even with the stop."

It seemed as if he was trying to cheer her up. "No sale huh? You're loss. You may not be much of a talker but at least you're a good fuck."

He turned off the autopilot and started a descent. As they got closer to their target Andrea could see that York was a relatively large city of probably nearly 50,000 people. It had a concrete wall around its perimeter and guards stationed on top of it at occasional intervals. It seemed like a city that valued its privacy.

The plane came down at an airfield within the city walls and Dennis turned to her as the plane braked on the runway. "There's a blanket under your seat. Get down in the front there and put it over you so they can't see you if they look in the plane."

"What? Why?"

"Just do it, okay? This isn't a place where you want to be noticed."

Andrea wasn't sure whether to trust him or not, but her instincts said he was telling the truth. She reached for the blanket and hid in front of the seat. 'no towel to wipe off with, my ass,' she thought to herself as she lay still under the blanket. She tried to wipe what sperm was left off on the blanket but unfortunately most of it had already long dried. She waited until she was told to get back up again. 

* * * *

The plane started to move and it was obvious it was back on the runway as it started to gain speed quickly. "You can come up now," Dennis said.

Andrea did so and left the blanket on the floor. She was still naked and her nipples were hardening from the cold. She pulled her legs up to the chair and sat cross-legged in her seat. Sperm moved around inside her ass but for some reason failed to drip out. He must have gotten it pretty far in there.

"I'm sorry about that," he said. "But if the Duke's men see a beautiful young female stranger you may find you'll never leave the town alive."

"Why's that?"

"Better not to know, hmm?" He turned and looked at her. "We'll be there in about half an hour. You'd better get dressed."

Andrea reached under the blanket for her pants and tank top and quickly put them on. Her shoes soon followed and she was once again fully dressed.

Just as she was told, half an hour later they were putting down on the abandoned freeway just south of Salt Lake City. The cockpit opened and Andrea hopped out with no pretense of a thank-you.

The other plane was just a little further down the road and Andrea walked over to it. Its cockpit opened as well and Tess poked her head over the top. She picked up the animal and let her down on the ground. "Thanks for the ride Chase."

"Oh, no problem. It was my pleasure. Your coyote here is quite an excellent flying companion. Very, very smart too. I'll bet you I could teach her to fly the plane better than Dennis here."

"It wouldn't surprise me," Andrea spoke under her breath.

"Pardon me?"

"Oh, nothing. Listen, I'd better get going, but thanks again."

"No worries. It was nice to meet you Andrea."

"You too," Andrea replied. She walked passed Dennis without another word and headed into the city limits. It was only about a half hour walk to get to the Blue's headquarters and she thought that may as well be her first destination. She still had no idea how to find Tristen or even if he was still in town.

As Andrea approached the semi-familiar building that she knew housed some of her friends she found herself getting more and more excited. She hadn't seen Keri in months and despite their last meeting, she hoped that Keri had forgiven her.

She walked with a bounce in her step and stopped at the back door. She knocked gently and a slit opened up. The eyes that looked at her went wide and the door opened without hesitation. "Andrea!" Keri was apparently on door duty and quickly pulled Andrea inside. She wrapped her arms around the other woman and pressed herself against her. Their breasts mashed together tightly and one of Keri's hands found its way down to Andrea's ass. Keri looked at her in the eyes. "I was wondering when you'd come back."

"Well," Andrea smiled. "Here I am. It's good to see you."

"It's great to see you! I'm sorry about how I acted last time we saw each other. I was just in a bit of shock, that's all. I want you to know though that I understand what you had to do to Pepsi."

Andrea smiled. That's exactly what she wanted to hear. "Thank-you."

"I missed you," Keri said.

"I missed you too." Keri's smile widened and she hugged Andrea even tighter. Slowly, giving Andrea plenty of time to back out, Keri's lips moved to meet Andrea's. Andrea was more than happy to return the kiss and quickly found an eager tongue inside her mouth, exploring as if it was for the first time. 

"You taste a little different," Keri stated.

"Ugh, don't remind me. I had to give some asshole a blowjob."

"Oh, is that what it is?" Keri leaned forward and kissed Andrea again. "Now I remember why I like women. They taste better." Andrea laughed. "You okay?" Keri looked a little worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks."

The answer was good enough for her. "So who's this?" Keri asked referring to the coyote.

"Her name's Tess. I guess I saved her life and she's hung around me since."

"Hey, that's great." Keri leaned down to meet the friendly animal. "The name's Keri. It's a pleasure to meet you." The coyote barked once in response and sat down on the floor.

"She seems really smart."

"She is," Andrea confirmed.

Keri put a hand under Andrea's chin. "So what's all this?" She seemed to be referring to what was left of the white flaky substance on her face.

"Remnants of said blow job."

"We should get you cleaned up. Come on."

"Don't you have to watch the door?"

Keri turned and shouted down the hall. "Jason!"

"Yeah?" Came someone's response from around a corner.

"Can you get someone to watch the door for me?"

"Sure, no prob."

Keri looked to Andrea. "Alright, let's go." She led Andrea by the hand down a couple corridors.

"So are you still on door duty all the time?" Andrea wanted to catch up.

"Hah. Hell no. I was just covering a shift for someone. Once we set the trade routes back up, they promoted me. I'm second in charge here now."

"Really? Did you ever get things to work out with Vegas?"

"Absolutely. They were the first to sign on. Now we're trading with half a dozen other towns around the area and even have a couple trucks that make regular trips. We're trying to sign on with York before the Yellow's get there."

"The yellow's are still around?"

"Stronger than ever I'm afraid. But..."

"But what," Andrea pressed.

"We have an advantage they don't." She opened a door from the hall into a rather large bedroom. Keri reached to the side and flicked a switch. A series of lights turned on. "Electricity."

"You have electricity?"

"Just at the base. We want to give it to the rest of the town but the central generator is in red's territory. They won't let us get to it. This is all running off of independent stuff."

"Still, that's..."

"Amazing? I sure as hell thought so when they showed me. The human race is coming back Andrea. Watch and see." She entered the room all the way and Andrea followed with Tess. "So, about cleaning up. How about a nice hot bath?"

"You have hot water too?"

"Wasn't too hard after we set up the electricity. What do you say?"




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"That would be great!" Andrea said excitedly.

"I'll go get it ready. You..." She looked up and down Andrea's body. "You strip."

Andrea smiled. "Yes ma'am." Andrea gave a vague imitation of a salute and Keri walked over to the attached bathroom and started the water. Meanwhile Andrea got undressed.

"So where have you been all this time? How's Bob doing?" She shouted from the bathroom

"South America actually. A place called Trump Towers."

"Trump Towers huh? Never heard of it."

"I have a feeling you will within a year."

"Why do you say that?"

"The Coalition. The military that controls it, seem to be expanding pretty quick."

"Huh. And what about Bob?"

"He's doing great. His stutter is even going away."

"Really? Maybe he's finally found some confidence."

"Looks that w..." Andrea shut her mouth as Keri walked out from the bathroom, also naked. She looked gorgeous. She had shaved her pubic hair bald and Andrea had to admit, it looked appetizing. She continued to stare in stunned silence as Keri came over and pressed herself up against her once more. 

"What do you say we pick up where we left off hmm?" Andrea felt her legs go weak and thought she was going to fall. Keri continued. "Do you mind if we share the bath?"

"No... not at all."

"Great." She smiled and holding Andrea's hand once more, led her to the bathroom. The tub was large enough for four people and the water had some bubble bath in it. The white foam the bubbles created on the waters surface reminded her briefly of the cum baths she had gone through at the yellow's headquarters. Of course, it wasn't actually her that had gone through that. At least she didn't think so. She still wasn't sure what to make of it, she was just happy that the 'dreams' had resided for the time being.

Keri sat down on a ledge under the waters surface that allowed her chest and stomach to stay above water. She grabbed a cloth and ran it slowly up her stomach and chest before squeezing the water out over her breasts. The soapy water cascaded gently down her torso and Andrea found herself getting wet. Andrea stepped into the tub and before she could even sit down, Keri attacked. She knelt on the tubs floor and suctioned her mouth to Andrea's pussy. Andrea moaned and her legs shook more.

"Keri..." She gasped in absolute ecstasy and lost her train of thought.

"Um hmm?" Keri said through Andrea's pussy. Keri's tongue found her clit and started to flick it up and down.

"Keri, I don't think we should be doing this."

Keri stopped, a little surprised. "What's wrong? Is it me?"

Andrea sat down on the base of the tub, thus covering her body with water up to her breasts. "No, it sure as hell isn't you." Keri breathed a sigh of relief and sat under the water with Andrea. "It's Tristen."

"You're brother?"

Andrea nodded. "That's why I'm in town. He sent a letter for me saying he was in trouble. Have you seen him?"

Keri shook her head. "I'm sorry, he's not with the blue's."

Andrea sighed. "I was afraid of that. Do you know if someone might have him?"

"Well, if anyone it'll be the yellow's. The red's pretty much stick to people in the town, they wouldn't have any interest in travelers. And really it's just the three of us now. There's a few smaller gangs kicking around but I can't see them doing anything like that."

"Damn."

"Look, Andrea honey," Keri stroked a wet hand through Andrea's hair as she talked. "We'll figure it out, and if he's been taken, we'll get him back. I'll help you. But first, we have to talk this through and plan what to do, okay?" Andrea nodded. "Okay, catch me up to date on everything."

Andrea started to talk. First, about the Invid hive when they had parted. Then the group of mutants, her first run in with the Coalition, her arrival at Trump towers and her time in prison. While she talked, Keri worked her way behind Andrea and started to wash her with a cloth. Andrea enjoyed the relaxing ministrations from Keri and it made it a little easier to discuss everything that had happened.

When Andrea was done, Keri wrapped her arms around her and held Andrea's back close against her chest. One of her hands casually made it down to Andrea's pussy and rubbed gently while they talked. Andrea found it relaxing, more than stimulating.

"It's almost dark now," Keri said. "It may not be a great idea to start looking until tomorrow. It's too dangerous at night."

"What if he's in trouble?"

"Look, Andrea. As bad as it is to say, if his message was time sensitive, it would have expired by now. Your letter had to be carried from here, all the way down to Trump Towers not even knowing you were there. If his life was in danger, he either got himself out of it, or he's dead. Hopefully it never came to that." Andrea sighed. "Don't worry. Either way, we'll find him. But we'll find him tomorrow, when it's safe for us. Okay?"

Andrea nodded. It made sense, and despite her desire to find him as soon as possible it would be nice to spend the evening with Keri.

"So what do you say?" Keri continued. "Let me cheer you up tonight? And tomorrow we'll get started?"

"Okay," Andrea said.

"Okay?"

"Okay."

Keri slipped a finger inside Andrea's pussy. Andrea squirmed pleasantly. "What are you doing?"

"How did you think I was going to cheer you up?" Keri spoke gently into Andrea's ear and when she was done, extended her tongue to run the length of it. Andrea melted into Keri's arms and her lovers tongue pressed into her ear. Her teeth nibbled at the lobe, while her tongue moved in long circular strokes. Andrea practically came right there.

"Oh, God..."

"When was the last time someone made you feel like this, hm?" Keri's fingers dug deeper and Andrea moaned again. Andrea had no idea what her lover was doing but she wanted more. Even Irene and Kitty couldn't make her feel like that.

"Never," Andrea gasped breathily.

Keri added a second finger to the first. "I love that I was your first other girl. You're like my little protégé." Andrea gasped again and her breasts rose above the waters surface, lightly covered in bubbles from the soap and shining brightly.

Keri's thumb pressed in-between the folds of her labia and massaged her clit. Andrea gasped again and started breathing heavily, in quick bursts. It had become an effort to breathe and was taking all of her brain power to keep her lungs working.

Her body convulsed around the digits inside of her and she came hard. Her breasts shook as each quick breath she took caused her to jump about an inch straighter. Finally the orgasm subsided and her muscles relaxed, allowing her to fall gently back into Keri's arms. She rested for a few minutes until she caught her breath and she moved Keri's fingers out of her pussy. She turned around to face the other woman.

"How was that?" Keri asked with a smile on her face.

"I think you're even better than you were before." Andrea was still feeling the electric shock of orgasm but her hormones told her she wasn't ready to stop just yet. She tackled Keri and surprised herself with the amount of force she put into it. Keri slipped and fell backwards, somersaulting out of the tub. Andrea couldn't help but follow, her momentum carried her through and the two women ended up in a wet twisted heap on the ground beside the tub.

Andrea wasted no time apologizing. Her lips hungered for Keri's and she found them quickly. She placed herself between Keri's splayed legs and let one hand explore the other woman's good sized breasts.

"You've been practicing," Keri said.

"I've picked up a few things," Andrea said pulling away from the kiss briefly. Her tongue slid down Keri's neck and to her breasts. She could taste the soap on them and was so horny she relished in it. Her lips instinctively sought out Keri's nipples and took one into her mouth while her left hand continued to rub the mound of flesh vigorously.

She lifted her head up and placed one of her legs on the other side of her lovers intending to push their pussies together. One hump was enough to bring Keri to the brink of orgasm and Andrea reached around with her right hand to caress her ass. Slowly, her hand worked up the courage to reach her asshole and Andrea shoved her index finger in all the way. Keri yelped in surprise but came on the spot. She shook like she was being electrocuted and Andrea tried her best to hang on to the one breast she'd grabbed. "Unnnnn," Keri moaned. "Don't stop."

Andrea smiled and kissed her on the lips again strongly. "I don't intend to." Andrea kissed her another time and kept the finger deep in the other woman's ass. She started to lift up, signaling she wanted her to move. Keri was still stuck in the end of her orgasm and the pressure on her anus didn't help her get over it. She continued to shake as Andrea lifted her up into a standing position.

Their tongues found each other once again and Andrea pressed herself up against Keri hard, forcing the other woman's back into the wall. She pinned Keri there for a while longer throughout the kiss and she continued to try and hump into her lover but found she didn't get as much friction as she would have liked. Their mons rubbed against each other with each thrust of the hips but Andrea wanted more. Not willing to brake the kiss for even a moment, she slid Keri along the wall, to get closer to the bed.


Unfortunately, the door between bathroom and bedroom came up on her faster than she thought and the two went tumbling to the floor once again as Andrea tried to push her against a wall that wasn't there. Her finger temporarily dislodged from inside Keri's ass but she never halted her aggressive kissing. She seeked out the other woman's lips again and continued kissing. Keri, not wanting to get away, but wanting to make it to the bed crawled backwards across the floor until her shoulder blades bumped up against the mattress. Andrea stayed with her, crawling after her on hands and knees. Her breasts hung down and swung as she followed Keri. She craved the other woman's body pressed into her own.

When they reached the mattress, Keri lifted herself up to lay on the bed but Andrea didn't let her go. She latched on to the only thing her mouth could find. Keri's smooth, bald pussy. The woman cried out in pleasure again as Andrea's mouth suctioned in on her clit and she arched her back. Her shoulders had made it to the beds surface but her feet were still on the ground and it left her in an exposed position that she wasn't sure how to get out of. Or if she even wanted to get out of it.

Andrea enjoyed the smooth feel of the bald skin around her tongue. There was no hair to get caught up in when she strayed from her central target. Keri was still moaning constantly and Andrea kept at it, never relenting. Keri bucked her hips as Andrea's tongue found its way inside. "Oh, God, Andrea. You're amazing." Keri wrapped her legs tightly around Andrea's neck and Andrea's tongue continued its work until she felt the waves of another orgasm wash over the other woman. She tried to jam her finger back in Keri's ass but had a difficult time of it due to the orgasm she was going through. The muscles in her rectum tensed and relaxed with each spasm of her pussy and only allowed progress to be made when they were loose. To make matters more complicated, the further her finger got inside her lover, the tighter it tensed and the less it loosened.

Eventually, Andrea succeeded in burying her finger to the hilt once more and used the good grip it supplied to move Keri's ass to the very edge of the mattress. With her free hand, Andrea moved Keri's legs off her shoulders and put one of her own knees up on the bed. With the writhing woman still beneath her, she pushed her pussy up against her partners, rubbing it against its warm counterpart with all the might she could muster.

She started to feel exhaustion roll over her but pushed the thought out of her mind. Both women were sweating profusely and on top of the remaining soap bubbles still covering them, it made it extremely hard to get a significant amount of the friction desired. Things were so slippery that each thrust saw Andrea's pussy off target, either up along Keri's hairless muff, or down her thigh. However, each time their oversensitive clits did make contact, both partners arched their back and let out a surprised moan. After slipping around Keri's extremely wet pussy for a while longer, Andrea swung herself around and lowered her crotch onto her lovers face.

She remembered that Keri loved to feel her partners cum over her body so Andrea rubbed her lower lips up and down across Keri's cheek and forehead before finally ending up at her nose and mouth. Keri opened her mouth wide and attacked Andrea's sex. Andrea's labia kissed Keri's lips wetly and she lowered her own mouth to 69 with the other woman. 

Keri's pussy was already sticky from cum as Andrea's tongue first pressed up against the smooth outer lips of Keri's sex. She immediately got her first taste of it and she instantly remembered her time in Las Vegas with her. 

Her finger was still in the other woman's ass and she began moving it in and out as her tongue flicked at the erect sensitive nub beneath her mouth. Keri gasped at the attention and instinctively bit down on Andrea's clit. She controlled herself just enough to prevent hurting the woman on top of her.

Andrea arched her back as Keri's teeth came down on her most sensitive body part. A small drop of cum hung off her lip as she opened her mouth and moaned. "You're going to bite it off," Andrea moaned. The droplet of cum dripped off her lip as she talked and landed on Keri's abdomen.

Keri let go. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Andrea tensed her finger inside Keri's ass and Keri yelped in surprise. She smiled. "Mostly, anyways."

Keri's mouth went back to work and her hands found Andrea's butt cheeks. They massaged and pulled at the sweaty, slippery skin as her tongue continued to explore relentlessly back inside Andrea's body.

Andrea herself, lowered her head back down and licked up the droplet of cum on Keri's abs before going back to work at the other woman's pussy. As Keri buried her face in Andrea's sex, she pulled the brunette's ass cheeks apart to help get herself in further. Andrea suddenly found herself wishing there was another man there to fill up her empty orifice.

Keri withdrew her tongue and replaced it with two fingers and Andrea muffled a moan into her pussy. The vibrations for the moan set Keri off for a third time and the second Andrea found her mouth tasting fresh cum, her own sex clenched around the fingers and climaxed. 

Keri pushed her mouth back into Andrea's pussy to collect any moisture trying to find its way out and Andrea continued to moan as one of her strongest orgasms ever took hold of her and refused to let go.

Finally, the feelings began to pass and fully drained, Andrea let her cheek come down to rest between Keri's legs. She felt the warm wetness of Keri's cum on her right cheek and ear but was too tired to care. "Wow," she said into Keri's thigh as she rested. "You're as amazing as always."

"And you even more so," Keri replied. Andrea's pussy was dripping cum slightly on her face and she loved it. "You've been practicing." Andrea got up on hands and knees and turned to lay face to face with Keri.

"Maybe," she said coyly. She rested her head on Keri's left breast and sighed deeply. "You're the only girl I don't feel awkward with after we have sex. Why is that?"

"I don't know," Keri smiled. "Maybe because we're right for each other."

"Hmm, who knows?" With pleasant thoughts in her head, Andrea went to sleep. 

* * * *

The next morning Andrea awoke with a kink in her neck. Light was filtering into the room from the large window at the bed's head. Andrea sat up, still naked and looked down at a sleeping Keri.

She carefully got out of bed and started to get dressed. She had her pants on by the time Keri stirred. "Where are you going?" She said sleepily.

"Just to walk around. Sorry, I didn't want to wake you."

"No problem. I'll come with you."

"Nah, it's still early. Go back to sleep, I'll come back with some breakfast okay?"

"Um..." She was still dazed. "Sure. Okay. Good night."

Andrea put on her top and left the room. It was a short walk down to the mess hall and Andrea enjoyed strolling down the semi-familiar corridors. Despite her agreement with the 'gang,' she'd only been in the building a couple of times.

She arrived in the mess, and nearly collided with someone as she turned the corner. She maneuvered out of the way at the last moment and so did the other woman. "Whoa, there. Sorry about that." The voice was familiar and Andrea looked up to the woman's face. It was the girl from her blackouts. Heather.

Andrea was stunned. "Heather?"

"Um, yeah. Have we met?"

"Uh..." Andrea had to use all her focus to make words come out. "Yeah. We have. Well, sort of. Um... Sorry, I sound like an idiot."

Heather laughed. "No problem, it happens to the best of us. Do you want to sit down and talk? I've eaten, but I could always go for more coffee."

"Yeah, that would be great." Andrea marveled at how close this woman was to the one she had pictured in her head. The voice, the face, the skin tone, everything was exactly right.

She didn't let Heather out of her sight as the two women walked over to a table. Andrea completely forgot she was there for food. "So, if you don't mind my asking, how long have you been here?"

"Only a couple days."

"You escaped from the yellows?"

"How do you know that?" Heather was taken aback. "I haven't told anyone."

"To be honest, I don't exactly know."

Heather looked skeptical. "I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name."

"Andrea."

"Is this some kind of sick joke?" Heather reacted to the name.

Andrea felt her stomach sink. "No, of course not. I just..."

"You know what, save it." Heather stood up. "I'll see you around." She left the table and quickly walked out of the room

"Damn-it." Andrea said to herself quietly. Something inside of her wanted Heather to recognize her more than anything. The first time she'd been in love in years and the other person didn't even recognize her. "What the hell is going on?" She asked herself. 

* * * *

"Are you okay?" The voice was Keri's and it shook Andrea out of a haze. She was still sitting at the table thinking and wasn't sure how much time had passed.

"Huh? Yeah, I'm okay," Andrea lied.

Keri sat down. "I got a little worried that you weren't back. Figured you might have started searching for your brother by yourself."

"No, I've just been thinking."

"About what?" She was trying to be helpful but Andrea wasn't in the mood to talk about it just then.

"Nothing important. Let's get breakfast okay?"

Keri nodded and got up to stand in line with Andrea.

Breakfast went by pretty quietly. They had both finished eating and Andrea realized that if she actually wanted to find her brother, she had better focus and do just that. "So, any ideas on finding Tristen?"

Keri thought for a minute. "Might as well try the hotels first. He may not be in any trouble. From there, I guess it's pretty much either the gangs, or a tent outside the city."

"Okay. I guess I better get started, eh?"

"I'll help you. Maybe we should split up. I'll start at one end of town and you at the other. We'll check out the hotels and see if he's there."

Andrea nodded. "Sounds good enough." She stood up and started walking out of the mess hall with Keri. "Thanks for your help."

"Oh, don't mention it. I'll see you soon." The two walked out of the building and headed off in separate directions. 

* * * *

Andrea's search of the first two hotels proved fruitless and she was on her way to the third when up ahead, she saw a group of yellows standing at a street corner. There were four of them there, including a woman wearing black leather body armor with a few modifications. The armor had a couple dozen knife blades sticking outwards from it at various points, giving it quite the sinister air.




Invid Invasion Ch. 12



A short note: All right, I am very very very truly sorry that it took so long to get this chapter out. I am going to try really hard to do one a month (I know I say this every update) but if I can't get it just bear with me. I do fully intend to finish II. Thanks for sticking with me everyone!

As usual, mail me comments/suggestions at the link below - Even if you have to resort to just saying "cool story." I also have msn messenger (recently got my sorry ass out of the stone age) so if you want to add me to your contact list just use the email address above. I apologize for the delay in getting this chapter out. Future ones will be timelier

And finally, for those who are curious as to just how big this project is for me, the "d" at the end of the word "said" in line number 4 or 5 (depending on what format you're reading this in) is the one MILLIONTH character written in Invid Invasion. That's one million keys I've hit so far to tell this story. And just for the record, there's about a million more to go. So far I'm about half the length of all three combined Lord of the Rings books. Not bad for a little sci-fi porno piece, wouldn't you say?

Continuity note: I mentioned in chapter 11 that York was North West of Salt Lake City. Well now we all have proof I'm a moron. I don't even know where my imaginary cities are :) York is in fact South East of Salt Lake City. Sorry for the inconsistancy.

Invid Invasion

Chapter 12

"Over the Edge"

"Aria and Andrea walked with Tessa. They were stepping through the rubble of what was once the Blue's headquarters on their way to meet Tristen out of town. "Six Goddamn fucking son of a bitch months."

"What?"

"I said, six Goddamn fucking son of a..."

Andrea interrupted. "I heard you but what are you talking about?"

"My time with the gang. Six months. Six months of finally having a family and now they're fucking wiped out. It figures."

"I know how you feel."

"My ass you do. I don't even have any friends outside of that gang. Look at me? I'm stuck traveling around with you and your fucking brother."

They were through the rubble now and making their way to the east of town where Tristen was supposed to be waiting for her. "My parents died when the Invid attacked, my older brother was in space before it happened so he's as good as dead too. Not to mention all my friends that got killed here today next to yours."

"Yeah but your friends were pansies." Andrea was so shocked by the sheer inappropriateness of the statement she didn't know what to say. She just stopped walking and stared at Aria open mouthed. Aria stopped walking as well and turned to look at her. "What?"

Andrea regained her composure. "Do you find that actually helps you?"

"What?"

"Being so tactless and rude. Does that actually help you get by in the world?"

"Fuck yeah. Haven't you noticed? No one gives me any shit that way. What about you? Does being so 'presumptuous' help you get by in the world?"

It was Andrea's turn to take offense. "What? I'm not presumptuous."

"Hah. And I'm not tactless and rude. At least I know what I am." She started walking again. "You know what? I think I'm going to go my own way. I'll see you around."

Andrea stayed put. "You're not going anywhere."

"Oh yeah? Why the fuck not."

"Because you know you still have one friend left. You need me."

"Fuck and she says she's not presumptuous."

Andrea threw up her hands. "Alright, fine. I'm an arrogant bitch. Happy?"

Aria smiled. It was a toothy, mischievous grin. "It's a start." She started walking again. "So are we going to go find your brother or are you going to just stand around all day and let the townspeople gawk at you."

Andrea started walking. 

* * * *

Tristen was waiting impatiently by a large tree that sat just barely out of town. He ran over when he recognized Andrea walking his way. She was rolling the bike along beside her and was still dressed in the riding armor. Minus the helmet anyway. "Hey, Andrea! You're okay." He looked at her a little more carefully. "You are okay aren't you? I saw a lot of Invid ships flying your way."

"I'm okay." She looked to Aria and back to Tristen. "Tristen, this is Aria. Aria, my younger brother."

"Twin brother actually. It's a pleasure to meet you." He put out a hand but Aria didn't move.

"Fuck you."

He withdrew his hand. "Ooookaaaay." He looked at Andrea jokingly. "Where do you meet these people? I mean, you introduce me to your friend in some kind of crazy spiked armor and..." He didn't have time to finish his sentence as Aria jumped forward, a knife already out and held it to Tristen's throat. Andrea acted immediately and tried to get the armor on her arm in Aria's way but she was too slow.

"Aria! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Tell your chimp here that I will not tolerate him making fun of my armor."

Tristen croaked out a response. "The chimp won't do it again." Aria released him and he stood up again and brushed off his coat. He tried to continue, this time much more careful of his phrasing. "As I was saying, you introduce me to this 'finely dressed individual' who (I apologize) has somewhat of an intimidating demeanor, and here's good ol' Tris, 'hey nice to meet you.' I put my health on the line to be polite in front of one of your friends and next thing I know, I've got a knife to my throat. I mean what gives?"

"We're just a little uptight right now Tris."

"Why? You're still alive. You guys won right?"

"Oh there's two survivors so we must have fucking won, right Andrea?"

Tristen looked concerned. "You mean you didn't?"

"You never told me your brother was such a swift thinker."

"Aria, cut him some slack." She turned back to Tristen. "Near as we can figure we're the only two survivors. Other than Sean who took off before the fighting began."

Tristen was shocked. "The coward actually left early? What about Keri? Is she alright?" Andrea didn't respond and he had his answer. "Aw shit. I'm sorry Andrea."

"It's okay. Where have you been living lately? Still in Vancouver?"

"Yeah. It's been relatively Invid free there for the last couple years. I think it's cause the flower doesn't grow real well there."

"Probably."

"Whoa whoa whoa, what the fuck does the flower have to do with anything?"

"It's what they eat," Andrea said.

"How the hell do you know what they eat?"

"I'll explain it to you later, okay?"

"Fuck, whatever."

Andrea turned her attention back to Tristen. "You should head back to Vancouver. Stay safe there. Aria and I can go try and track down Sean."

"But..." He looked left out. "Don't you want my help?"

"Hah," Aria laughed. "Andrea could take ten of you. She's right. You should just stay the hell out of harms way."

"Well I can learn." He took an extremely amateur defensive stance and jumped back and forth a couple times as if ready for a fight. "See? I've got potential."

"Tristen. Not this time."

He stopped moving. "You sure about this sis'?"

"I've been making decisions without you for three years Tristen. I'll be fine."

"Alright, you're the boss. But look me up a little sooner than three years from now okay?"

"Sure." He gave her a long hug.

"Euch. If that doesn't make me want to be sick to my stomach."

They broke up the hug. "Do you have a car or something?" Andrea asked.

"Yeah, sure. I can get back alright."

"Okay good. You should get going then. I'll see you around okay?"

He nodded. "Love you, sis."

"Oh for God's sake show mercy," Aria said."

Andrea smiled, knowing her words would piss Aria off. "Love you too." He gave her another hug and headed back into town.

"Are we done with all the mushy goodbyes now?" 

"Looks like," Andrea said watching Tristen disappear into the city. "Any ideas on how to transport two people and a coyote on that?" She pointed to her cyclone.

"Sure, piece of cake." 

* * * *

Andrea and Aria were leaving town in a mid-sized jeep. "I didn't know you knew how to hotwire cars," Andrea said.

"You never know when it'll come in handy."

"Well I have a question for you then."

"Shoot."

"How do you plan on getting all the way to York, let alone possibly further, on one tank of gas."

Aria smiled. "Ye of little faith."

There was silence for a while, but Andrea realized she couldn't hold back anymore. "You know you just quoted a play right?"

"Shut the fuck up."

"Yes Ma'am," Andrea said sarcastically.

The two stopped at an old gas station out of town and Aria went over to the pump. "You don't honestly expect that to work do you?"

Aria pulled the handle down and put the end of the pump into the jeep. She pressed a button and it started filling up. She gave a cocky smile.

"How the hell?"

"The best place to hide something is in plain site," Aria said. "The yellows keep this pump running. Do you want to watch that? I'm going to go find some canisters."

"Uh, sure."

A few minutes later they were driving down the abandoned highway again with enough gas in the back to take them across country. Andrea was quietly impressed.

"So do you even know where York is?"

"Yeah, sure." Andrea remembered the little she had learned about it during her 'dreams' of the past few months. "It's in Texas. I guess the lands not as radiated down there so they can still grow some crops."

"Great."

"I'm going to get some sleep, okay? I feel really exhausted."

"Sure, whatever. Knock yourself out."

Andrea put her seat back and tried to relax. She found Tessa looking over at her from the back seat, obviously concerned. Andrea shut her eyes and found herself sleeping almost immediately. 

* * * *

She knew she was dreaming instantly, but as soon as she saw Keri and Heather in front of her she didn't want it to end. "Hey, look who finally showed up," Keri said to Heather.

"I figured you'd have made it here by now," Heather went on.

"It took a while before I found a spot to fall asleep."

"Oh, you're asleep? That's perfect. We should have lots of time then."

"Lots of time for what?"

"To say good-bye," Keri said. "And properly."

"Good-bye?"

"We're dead Andrea, what you expect us to do a little dance or something? I mean, we could if you'd like but I'm sure you can think of something a little more appropriate than that."

"Sorry, I'm just a little confused. This dream thing is throwing me off a bit."

Keri looked to Heather and spoke. "Would you believe us if we said you weren't dreaming?"

"If I'm not dreaming, where the hell am I?"

Heather took over the explanations. "Well, frankly, you're dead. Or your mind is anyway. The only difference is you'll be fine in a few hours. We'll be staying dead."

"This still doesn't make any sense."

"Okay," Keri took a breath and thought about her explanation. "I want to actually be talking to you instead of explaining the whole time, so let's just leave it at this. Your special abilities, your psychic ones, they make you a unique case. That's what allows you to be here."

"Oh." Andrea didn't follow completely but she got the gist of it. Still, it seemed strange. "So you two are here to say good-bye?"

"That's right," Keri said.

"We figured we'd do it together. Make it a little more memorable," Heather chipped in. "There's a sort of psychic residue that your latched onto right now that connects you to us. Unfortunately it fades within 24 hours or so."

"So this is the only time I'll get to see you." Andrea was putting it together. For some reason it almost seemed harder this way. Before they were just gone but now she actually had to say good-bye.

"Yes and no," Keri said. "There's always the cliché of old memories you'll have. But yes. Until you're here as well, we won't be around much."

"Do you know how long?"

Heather looked solemn. "Yeah we know." Andrea's gaze pressed on for an answer. "It's probably better that you don't know."

"Uh huh..." Andrea decided to trust the woman's judgement. "So what now?"

Keri smiled. "Whatever you want." She approached Andrea seductively. "I have a few ideas though. It might help take your mind off things."

"Ideas?" Andrea was skeptical.

"Mm hmm." Keri stopped in front of Andrea and leaned forward to kiss her. Andrea put her arms on Keri's shoulders to stop her.

"I don't know if I'm really in the mood, Keri."

"What makes you think that a kiss means sex?" Andrea looked at her knowingly. "Well maybe it does. You'll like it I promise." Andrea lessened her grip on the woman's shoulders and Keri leaned forward. Keri's lips met her own.

Andrea became enveloped in the kiss. She parted her lips slightly and felt Keri's tongue run along the outside of them before pushing in gently. She parted her lips further and pressed her own tongue forward to meet the other woman's. Her hands fell down to Keri's waist and she could feel Keri's hipbone protruding slightly.

The kiss lasted long minutes before she eventually pulled away. She could feel herself getting wet and her nipples grew stiff under her loose tank top. Without a pause, Keri reached to the bottom of the white garment and pulled it up over Andrea's head. When she could see again, she was surprised to see Heather standing just to Keri's side, licking her lips hungrily.

Andrea's breasts stood firm and her hard nipples pointed straight out from her body. The golden ring attached to her right nipple sparkled. The muscles in her stomach tensed in anticipation and Heather took a step forward. "You're not going to leave me out of this are you?" Heather asked with a smile. The woman didn't wait for a response. Instead she leant forward and let her own mouth meet Andrea's moist, puffy lips.

As the kiss deepened and she welcomed a new woman's tongue into her mouth she felt that Keri wasn't planning on waiting around for her next turn. She felt a wet tongue on her neck and drag down to her collarbone. From there Keri planted small kisses down her body and up the smooth roundness of her breast until finally reaching her right nipple.

Simultaneously, as if planned, Heather bit down on Andrea's lower lips as Keri's teeth clenched around the hardened bud in her mouth. As the light biting and kissing continued Andrea felt her pussy pulse with excitement. She was as aroused as she had ever been and wished that they would stop teasing her and get down to business.

She didn't have much luck however as Heather broke the kiss and pulled away slowly. A trail of saliva connected their lips at the beginning before breaking off and sticking to Heather's chin. It looked sexy, Andrea thought as Heather smiled and began kissing her way down to Andrea's left breast. She arched her back in an attempt to push her chest out for the two women providing lip service but the move was unnecessary. Heather found her left nipple and the two pushed forward with their mouths as if trying to dig into the soft mounds of flesh.

Andrea moaned and her nipples became uncomfortably hard. She suddenly wished she had no pants so they could keep moving downwards. Thinking about that for a minute she suddenly wished they had no clothing either for both were still fully dressed. The sheer white material they were wearing was still fairly clear however. The color of their nipples could be seen through the cloth and if either of them had much pubic hair, Andrea figured she would probably be able to see that clearly as well.

Her earlier wish was granted as she felt four thumbs hook under her pants waist and pull them to the ground without so much as undoing the button or zipper. She stepped out of them and tried to keep her balance as the two women continued the assault on her breasts. She felt Heather and Keri's right and left hand respectively reach around to her ass and squeeze the flesh as the continued to push into her chest. Heather's left hand then found the trimmed trail of pubic hair and slid downwards towards her wet pussy. Keri's free hand soon followed and next thing Andrea knew there were fingers from both of them probing in and out of her soaking hole.

Heather kissed back upward from Andrea's breast and moved up to her collarbone. She continued kissing around her neck until she stood behind the incredibly horny, naked woman. "You think she's ready for more?" Heather asked.

"Definitely," Keri said, pulling her own mouth away from Andrea's breast. She kissed towards the center of Andrea's body and slowly worked her way down between her breasts. Sometimes dragging her tongue, sometimes kissing or biting. Heather did the same thing along Andrea's spine. Andrea could feel goose bumps forming along her arms, that quickly spread through her torso and down her body.

She sucked her stomach in reflexively when Keri reached her belly button, thus displaying her well-toned abs. Heather was at the small of her back and she felt four hands on her hips and waist, groping, feeling and caressing.

She felt her breath grow sharper as they kept moving downwards. Heather found the crack of her ass while Keri pressed her lips into her auburn landing strip of pubic hair. Andrea breathed heavily. Her breasts rose as her powerful stomach pushed out slightly to make room for the deep breaths of air. Then her breasts slowly relaxed again and her stomach sucked in to reveal her trim figure yet again.

Keri's hands found Andrea's ass yet again and pulled the cheeks apart to make access easier for Heather. Meanwhile, Heather's hands reached around to Andrea's front and grasped her firm, but average sized breasts. Heather squeezed them tightly and could feel the hard nipples press into her palms. Andrea's breasts were just the right size for her to get a good handful. Her fingers met in Andrea's cleavage as she continued to massage them.

Keri pulled away from Andrea's pubic hair. "You think she wants us to keep going?"

"Oh, God, please," Andrea moaned breathily.

"I don't know, it's hard to tell," Heather said. "Guess we could, and see what happens. 

"Just hurry up," Andrea hissed. Her legs felt shaky and she was having trouble standing.

Finally, Keri leaned forward and pressed her lips into Andrea's clit. Her chin pressed into the bottom of her pussy and soaked it instantly. Keri dug in-between Andrea's labia and tongued at the sensitive nub. She massaged Andrea's buttocks and continued to pull them apart for Heather who also took her cue.

Heather's tongue touched first, gently, like a feather against Andrea's anus. Then, after a quick flick, she pressed forward, inserting the tip and then bulk of her tongue into Andrea's ass. Her lips came down on the puckered bud around it and she pressed forward the best she was able. Andrea's gasp gave away how much she enjoyed the feeling. Heather was still grasping Andrea's breasts with the same intensity of her rim job and managed to draw another moan out Andrea.

"This is amazing," she breathed out. "Please, don't stop." Her hands moved down to Keri's head franticly and she pushed the kneeling woman further into her pussy.

She could feel the slick tongue inside her nether hole and Keri soon moved her mouth down to penetrate into her vagina. The two slick organs inside her body, sent her to new waves of pleasure. She couldn't hold back anymore and even though neither woman was capable of penetrating very deep, it proved more than enough. 

Andrea came, and instinctually clenched the muscles in her ass and pussy. The effect locked Heather's tongue inside her dryer ass and immediately expelled Keri's from her slick pussy.

Her breasts throbbed and the sensation continued down in her nether regions. Her pussy was expelling cum as fast as it was able and it quickly covered Keri's face. As her orgasm continued she lost the ability to hold her footing and her knees collapsed from under her. Keri and Heather were ready to catch her however and she didn't fall far. She was seeing stars and disoriented, but when she finally got her eyesight back she found Keri's soaked face smiling at her. Both of them were kneeling on the ground and looking at each other from only a few inches away. "How 'bout a kiss?" Keri said.




Invid Invasion Ch. 12



Not thinking about where Keri's mouth had just been, she leaned forward and French kissed her with passion. She worked up all her remains of energy to push forward and force Keri down to the ground on her back. Andrea lay down on top of the other woman and pressed into her hard. The fabric covering Keri's breasts was wet with cum and it felt cold against Andrea's skin. She tasted herself on Keri's lips but tried her best to ignore it and just enjoy the physical sensations that her still pulsing pussy was more than happy to provide.

Keri rolled the two of them over so she was on top and Andrea on her back. She lifted herself up on her elbows and looked down at Andrea. A drop of cum fell off her chin and landed on Andrea's already glossy lips. "Where's Heather?" Andrea noticed the other woman had disappeared and looked around. 

"Right behind me," Keri said. "I think she wants a crack at your front side.

"Mmm, by all means," Andrea moaned. She pushed up to kiss Keri once more and then the other woman got off. Once Keri was out of the way she could clearly see Heather, now naked and on hands and knees, crawling towards Andrea's casually spread legs. Her breasts hung down towards the ground and swayed with each motion she made. She smiled deviously and reached out to grab Andrea's ankles.

Briskly, she moved Andrea's ankles further apart, to give her a little more room between the other woman's legs and then slid her hands up Andrea's long smooth calves and up her thighs. The action put her in more of a kneeling position and Heather's upright position allowed Andrea to see that Heather had no pubic hair minus a tiny clump just above her pussy. Her breasts were as firm as Andrea's and hung high on her chest. The nipples pointed upwards slightly and betrayed just how aroused Heather was.

Andrea allowed her gaze to slip downwards along her smooth stomach and back to her pubic hair which she now noticed was dripping wet. Obviously Heather was as aroused as she was.

She moved to lay directly on top of Andrea so their breasts pressed into each other tightly and she humped her hips into Andrea's spread legs. Each hump forward clenched her ass and rubbed her pubic hair along Andrea's pussy, causing the woman on the bottom to shudder violently as her sensitive clit was tickled lightly. As Heather withdrew her hips for each thrust her butt cheeks spread apart again and revealed her pink anus and the lips of her labia to Keri, who was watching on from a few feet away. Keri decided she would let these two go at it for a while.

Andrea shuddered each time Heather's casual thrusts caused her pubic hair to touch Andrea's clit. She could smell the arousal off of all three women and lifted her shoulders up to kiss Heather directly on the mouth. Again, she forgot where the other woman's mouth had been and tasted the vague remnants of her own ass on Heather's tongue. She didn't let it stop her. She was getting too aroused for round two to let anything ruin it now.

Despite wanting to shove Heather to the ground and hump her relentlessly, Andrea was still feeling drained from her last orgasm. Her lack of energy left Heather in control. A fact that was quickly growing on Andrea.

Andrea let her shoulders fall back to the ground as Heather intensified the kiss. Her head pressed into the white floor and her body straightened out under Heather's weight as Heather pressed down on her with more intensity.

She felt Heather's warm hands on her body. They started at her waist, caressing and feeling and slowly moved their way upward. Andrea squirmed beneath Heather as her partners confident hands stopped again beside her breasts. 

Heather lifted her chest and head up to reveal Andrea's breasts and rib cage. The move only pushed their crotches together further. Andrea's two soft, perfectly round breasts rested comfortably, high on her torso. Heather's hands began to move again and reached for the two globes on Andrea's chest. They quickly found their target and Andrea moaned. Heather pinched the hard brown nipples between her finger and thumb in-between enthusiastic gropes of the whole area. Andrea continued to squirm. Her lithe body contorted beneath Heather as the assault on two of her most sensitive areas continued.

Heather began humping once more, still in a sitting position. Her main focus though, was on Andrea's beautiful breasts. She rubbed and caressed intensely, watching as they molded around her hands and pushed together or apart with her guidance. Andrea moaned and her eyes rolled up. Then, suddenly, Heather stopped.

"Wha?" Was all Andrea could get out through her haze. Heather was shifting positions and Andrea soon found herself staring at the woman's crotch as it slowly moved downwards over her face. She was more than happy to oblige Heathers obvious request and lifted her head to meet Heather's pussy with open mouth. Heather shuddered as Andrea's warm lips and tongue met her labia.

Andrea's tongue snaked its way further inside her lover. She lifted her arms, thus raising her breasts on her torso and wrapped her limbs around Heather's waist, pulling her in closer. Heather moaned again and bent at the waist to press up against Andrea once more. She rested her head on Andrea's muff, the two now in a 69 position. Andrea's tiny hairs ticked her cheek as Heather breathed in and out heavily. Andrea may have been exhausted but she was still giving great head.

As Heather continued to enjoy the sensations in her nether regions she found herself instinctively grinding her breasts into Andrea's stomach. Meanwhile, Andrea's hands explored, reaching out for Heather's ass. She massaged the other woman's buttocks and slowly, purposefully, lowered a finger down to penetrate into Heather's ass.

"Ohhhhhh," the moan practically went straight into Andrea's clit. Heather's hips gyrated into Andrea's mouth and she continued to mash her breasts into the other woman's stomach. She was about to orgasm but held it off for a while longer as she remembered she was here to give pleasure as much as receive it.

Heather lifted her head and looked down at Andrea's attractive pussy. Even upside down it was a thing to behold. Her legs were splayed slightly and beads of moisture dripped down from inside. Without hesitation, she spiraled her arms each around one of Andrea's legs and spread them apart further. Andrea, knowing what to expect lifted up her hips just as Heather dug in.

Andrea's finger continued to slowly move in and out of Heather's ass, caressing the other woman's inner walls as she did so. Still trying to prevent orgasm, Heather rolled the two of them over, so Andrea was on top. She reached up with her hands now and began to massage Andrea's buttocks. It was all Keri could take.

Keri, naked and more than a little horny walked confidently over to Andrea and laid down on Andrea's back. Her pussy rubbed against Andrea's hair. Her breasts against Andrea's lower back and her mouth, her tongue, came lightly into contact with Andrea's anus. The first contact made Andrea moan and her tiny rosebud tightened instinctually. Heather took the unspoken hint and used the strategic placement of her hands to spread Andrea's cheeks apart. And then, looking into Heather's eyes, Keri continued her assault where she left off. 

It went on for a few more minutes, while the two women on the bottom built closer and closer to orgasm. Heather came first. She moaned in pleasure as Andrea inserted a second finger into her ass and the vibrations immediately set off her partner. The two women below Keri moaned and shook together in bliss as Keri watched. Their sweaty bodies rubbed and slipped together until finally, drained of all energy, they stilled.

"Well that looked fun and all but don't I get a turn?" Keri half joked.

Andrea was still out of breath. Her cheek rested against Heather's smooth crotch as she regained her breath. "Just... Give me five minutes."

Keri laughed. 

* * * *

"Andrea. Yo, Andrea, wake up." It was Aria's voice that slowly brought her out of her sleep. She opened her eyes and hazily looked over. "For God's sake, it's about fucking time. You've been humping the air for like an hour now."

"What?" Andrea was still waking up and it didn't quite make sense.

"Just don't look down."

As she always did when someone said that, Andrea looked down. There was a large wet patch around her pussy down her thighs and the jeep smelled like sex. She blushed. "Oh shit."

"You're damn right oh, shit. If I realized you would be having kinky wet dreams the whole time I would have made you stay in the back. It better have been one god-damn excellent orgy."

"How long?"

"You mean how long were you fucking Joe Schmoe? Musta been at least an hour."

"Oh. So for all that time..."

"Yup. Wouldn't wake up either and believe me I tried."

"Sorry." It was all she could think to say.

"Whatever. Like it matters to me. Just open a window will you?"

"Yeah... sure."

"Wait, you see that?" Aria pointed in front of them off towards the horizon. It looked like a huge wall in the distance.

"Yeah, do you think that's it?"

"Must be. Hold on, I'll stop here and we'll walk the rest of the way." 

* * * *

Andrea was lying in-between Keri and Heather. They both had a head on a shoulder and an arm around her midsection. They were all still naked. "Why are you here?" It was Andrea speaking and she was talking to Heather.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you don't even know me. I don't really know you. All I know is some persona my mind invented."

"Some persona your mind invented that you declared you loved, am I right?"

"Yeah, but still..."

"Just because something is true in your mind, does that make it less true elsewhere?" Heather looked in Andrea's eyes. "This me is real Andrea. Even if only to you."

There was a pause and Keri spoke. "You're going to have to get going now. Aria's waking you up."

"Fuck Aria, I'm happy here."

"Sorry babe, we gotta go too," Heather said. "But I look forward to seeing you some years down the road."

"Bye Andrea, you meant an awful lot to me." 

* * * *

"Where were you?" Aria asked the question. Her and Andrea were walking towards the wall. Andrea realized she'd been in thought for some time.

"I was thinking about my dream."

"No time for dreams, Andrea. There's only nightmares around here. Come on, we're almost there." The wall was only a few dozen meters away now. It stood about 20 feet tall with a walking platform on top for guards. Although none patrolled this particular area of the wall, they could be seen in the distance, manning specific posts at even intervals. There were trees along the outside of the wall, but not on the town side. One could only assume that they were more concerned about keeping people in, then out.

"So what now?"

"Now, we hop the wall, and find this coward friend of yours." Without waiting for confirmation, Aria began climbing a tree, near to the barrier. Seeing no choice but to follow, Andrea climbed up behind her. A carefully timed jump, and a few minutes later saw Andrea and Aria in the town of York, watching the townspeople stare at the rather unusual entrance. "We'll split up. Try and track him down. If you find him, my radio frequency is... uh..." She looked down to her radio. "12.4"

Aria starting walking, leaving Andrea stunned that for once she had nothing to do with planning hew own next move. "But..." She realized she had nothing to say. It was a good plan. "Shit," she said to herself and began walking.

She decided it best to put some distance between her and the town's wall, so she walked towards a large castle she could see in the center of the city. York was often rumored to be one of the most progressive human cities, with a high population yet vibrant industry and high employment rate. Seeing it first hand however, gave Andrea a very different opinion.

With the exception of the many buildings that seemed to have somehow survived the Invid attack, the town looked no different than any other she'd been in. Gangs roamed the streets, homeless set up in tents and alleyways, it was dirty and an air of hopelessness overpowered the people's spirits.

She wasn't walking long before she noticed a group of three men cross the street and move up behind her. She stopped and waited for them to either catch up or pass her by, thinking it probably best to confront them directly. As they got closer it became apparent that they were indeed interested in her. They wore crude uniforms, which meant they were either with a gang or with some kind of police force. Andrea suspected the later, despite their rather hostile poise.

"Name please?" The head one asked. He was tall, but relatively slender with a deep voice. He had a 5 o'clock shadow and intelligent, devious eyes.

"Andrea Robertson."

"Alright, Miss Andrea. Can I see your ID papers please?"

Andrea cursed to herself. Figures a town with a wall around it had private ID papers. She tried to bluff her way out. "I left them at home."

"Ah, the old 'at home' excuse," the rather burly man to her right added.

"No need to be sarcastic Tom," the head one said. "It's a common excuse for a reason. Everybody forgets now and then isn't that right Miss Andrea?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"Well, in that case, assuming you can remember where you live, how about you give us the address and we'll go back there with you and get them."

"I uh..." She knew there was no way she could get out of it. The three would find her out sooner or later.

"You don't live here do you Miss Andrea?"

"No." Her eyes shifted from man to man in an attempt to gauge their reactions. They all remained surprisingly neutral.

"Tell you what," He looked down her body and back up again. "You come with us to the castle, we'll register you as a town visitor and hold you until we can confirm your identity with someone else."

"What if no one can confirm who I am?"

"That would be terribly..." he rolled the words around on his tongue. "Unfortunate."

Andrea looked into their eyes again, from one person to the next. Their intent had become obvious; she was coming with them. Flashbacks of warning from the pilot she had flown north with came to mind. 'If the Duke sees a beautiful young female stranger, you man never leave the town alive.'

She readied herself in a defensive posture. "You don't want to do that girl. It's a lot easier just to come with us."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"No one here wants to hurt you."

"Hah. Then why are there three of you here? Why the wall around town?"

He head looked to Tom. He nodded and Tom charged with a right hook. Andrea easily ducked the blow and planted a fist hard into Tom's stomach. He let out a gasp as the air left him and Andrea took advantage of the situation but put him into an arm hold. Now, with his arm behind his back, Tom separated Andrea from the other two men.

"Don't do this guys, just let it go." Andrea hoped they would listen to her but knew better. As the two other men charged she let go of Tom and gave him a kick in the back, thus sending him sprawling into the leader and both of them tumbled to the ground. That only left the one to her left. He was shaved nearly bald and obviously had a little more skill than the other two. He sent his left arm into her midsection and again, Andrea easily stepped aside, but the left jab was just a decoy. His right fist came straight for her face with astounding speed. Andrea attempted to duck but she was off balance and only avoided part of the blow. It glanced off her jaw and sent her sprawling to the ground.

Andrea rolled with the fall and was on her feet much faster than he expected. She charged at him, knocking him back into his two companions that had just regained their footing and the three men tumbled to the road. Andrea knew an opportunity when she saw one. She quickly bolted around a corner and took off at a full run down the street.

Just ahead of her around the corner were another three of what she now assumed were the Duke's men. Knowing they didn't realize anything was wrong yet she took a chance and rushed past them. A few moments later the three that followed her rounded the same corner. "Stop her!"

The new men snapped to attention but she was already through. They started pursuit with the others. Andrea knew she wasn't the fastest of runners. They would catch her. With her blood pounding in her ears she tried to survey the street and come up with options. There was a large bay door up ahead that led into a building and she decided to take it.

Upon getting inside, Andrea immediately recognized it as an old parking garage. Except it was nearly abandoned and thus offered nowhere to hide. She ran straight ahead to the railing that separated the two levels and jumped down about five feet to the next level.

By this time the Duke's men had nearly caught up to her and she ran further down into the heart of the garage. She knew she was trapped and desperately looked for a way out. Then, she saw it. A door for the garage's patrons to use to get up to the surface. She charged at it knowing it was probably locked.

The door shuddered and she heard the sound of cracking wood as her shoulder collided with the warn wooden door. It gave way and opened into a narrow staircase but her charge sent her off balance and she fell to the ground on the staircases small landing. Afraid to look behind her she got up on hands and knees to stand but just as she did so, she felt a hand grasp the back of her shirt and use it to pull her backwards, out of the staircase and into the garage.

The man that pulled her back was one of the new ones to pick up the chase and he yanked with enough force it brought her back to the ground again in the parking lot. Andrea didn't see who it was who first approached her but she knew he would be more careful in the future as she let loose a strong kick straight to his groin. "Ahh!" He doubled over and fell to his side. "Oh, shit that hurts."

The remaining five formed a circle around Andrea as she stood back up again. The concrete beneath her was still used often enough to leave behind some oil and grease that added itself to the dirt already on her shirt from Salt Lake.

"Hands behind your back," the head man spoke.

"Not very likely," Andrea said.

"Fine." He spat out the word, obviously not happy to have to resort to fisticuffs. He threw a punch. Again Andrea deflected it and counteracted it with one of her own. It was a lucky hit that caught the leader right on the jaw and knocked him out before he even hit the ground. But the rest of the Duke's guard didn't simply stand around. They were all on her at once, quickly pinning her arms behind her back. One of them withdrew a set of handcuffs and before she could get herself free, her hands were locked behind her.

Andrea was panting, exhausted from her struggle. "Are you going to calm down now?" One of the Duke's men asked.

"Why the hell should I calm down?"

One of the duke's men sighed and went over to help the leader get back to his feet. He was slowly regaining consciousness. "Oh, shit. Ow." He looked to Andrea. "You're stronger than you look." Andrea didn't respond and he turned to the one helping him. He whispered something quietly and reached into his pocket. Andrea could barely see what was in his hand but it looked like a simple envelope. "Open her mouth."

The guard still standing behind her did as instructed, grabbing Andrea by the jaw and forcing her mouth open. The head guard walked over and tipped the envelope on its side. A white powdered substance poured out and he quickly closed her mouth and waited for her to swallow. Andrea resisted. "You may as well swallow. It's going to take effect whether it's in your stomach or on your tongue."

Andrea glared and did as instructed. He removed his hand from her mouth. "What was that?" She asked.




Invid Invasion Ch. 12



"A way for us to get a little payback after that chase you put on. We were going to just take you to the castle but with the fight you've put up we decided a little more was in order."

"What was in the envelope?" She asked again.

"A drug. Well, sort of. It's a processed form of the protoculture flower. It doesn't have any of the addictive traits in it, but it has many of the others. Like the aphrodisiac for instance."

The head guard dropped the paper envelope and reached to a knife on his belt. "Hold still." He moved the blade carefully to the neckline of Andrea's shirt and made an incision on the fabric. "Normally I wouldn't have to do this but we cuffed you a little early it looks like."

He put the knife away and grabbed Andrea's shirt by each shoulder strap. Then with a loud rip, he pulled his hands down, separating the shirt along the middle. He then pulled what was left of the shirt down her arms and let it hang off her by the wrists. Her breasts came into full view. Her nipples pointed up slightly into the air showing signs of arousal thanks in no small part to the flower. Her nipple ring glistened in the reflected light the garage let in. All down her chest and stomach, her skin formed goose bumps, despite the warm air outside.

Andrea's legs began to get weak. The head guard grabbed her pants by the waist and pulled them down to her ankles, revealing her trim bush. He quickly undid her boots and took off the rest of her garments, leaving Andrea completely naked. He tossed the clothes away and looked back to her naked body, marveling at its contortions. "Alright, so who first?" He asked.

"I'll go," the man holding her from behind said. "Lay down." He let go of her.

By this time, Andrea was more than happy to oblige. The drug had already begun to take hold and she was getting horny. She lowered herself straight to the ground and put down on her stomach. She could feel the rough pavement on her hips and breasts. She wanted to feel something inside her. "Come on, what's taking so long."

"Damn, that flower works fast, hey buddy?"

"Sure does," the leader said.

"Alright, bitch, turn over." Andrea did as she was told. The pavement she was on was still covered with dirt and stained with oil and it showed on her torso when she moved to her back. She had grease stains on her chest and stomach. A good-sized mark was on her right cheek. Dirt also collected in the same areas.

The man who elected to go first dropped his pants, admiring Andrea's body as he did so. She quickly sat up and grabbed his cock. With a gentle tug she pulled his slowly hardening member closer towards her mouth and inserted it inside. Since the man's dick was mostly soft it wasn't hard to take it all in her mouth. She ran her tongue around it softly, trying to incur a reaction and reaction she got. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head all in to his crotch. 

Her nose was in his pubic hair and as his dick began to grow it slowly snaked its way passed her tonsils and down her throat. She began to have trouble breathing as it reached its stiffest. She pulled back to take a breath and at the same time reached around behind him to grab his ass. Then avoiding the use of her hands she pushed back towards his abdomen. His large cock went back down her throat as she took him all back in again. She held the position for a short time, his pubic hair tickled her nose and she withdrew once more.

His cock was literally dripping saliva onto her thigh and she got an idea. Still holding onto his ass she brought him down to his knees and laid back. She moved him up on her body so he was straddling her rib cage and she let go of his ass. Smiling, she pushed her breasts together. They were slippery from the dark colored oil but she held them together firmly. "Come on, what are you waiting for?" She cooed.

He didn't hesitate another moment. He pressed the head of his cock up to her breasts and pressed it between them. Her saliva did a good job of lubricating things and he shoved forward until the head of it poked out the other side near her face. He was quite large so she bent her neck forward and licked the tip of it with her tongue. He started to pump back and forth as Andrea held her breasts together. 

Andrea couldn't see passed him but she felt someone grab her hips and pull them up slightly. The movement jerked the rest of her body and the man over her tits lost his rhythm. His cock smacked against the side of her right breast leaving a small wet mark before he got himself organized again and entered between them once more. Meanwhile, the man holding her hips slowly entered into her pussy. "Umph" she mumbled.

Whoever was in her pussy began moving back and forth. The motion caused her back to rub against the pavement and the sensation was starting to get painful. She certainly didn't want to rip her back up on the cement. "Someone go underneath me. The pavement hurts."

"With pleasure," the man currently dealing with her tits said. He got off of her and helped her into a sitting position. The one in her pussy stopped for a moment so she could lift her hips into the air and allow the volunteer to slip underneath her. She felt a second set of hands on her hips and she was being pulled down.

Immediately she felt the man's stiff member at her back entrance. He continued to pull her down however and the head had soon poked inside her. It was a tough fit with the fairly large man staying in her pussy and then this second trying to enter her second hole. "Unnnngh." She felt extremely full and was soon impaled on both of them. 

The man in her ass lent back until his back hit the ground and wrapped his arms under her armpits and around her shoulders to bring her with him. She still had full arm movement but wouldn't be able to get up if her life depended on it. She was trapped. The man in her pussy however stayed in an awkward sitting position so the others could still have use of the rest of her body if they were so inclined. Andrea hoped that they were.

She was proven right as the man who had gotten canned moved over towards her, naked from the waist down. He straddled her neck and moved is still soft cock to her mouth. "Kiss and make up," he said.

Andrea took him into her mouth, easily fitting his flaccid member inside. All three of her holes were full, and whether it was because of the flower essence or not, she loved it.

The man in her pussy grasped her thighs and spread her legs further. The move made the guy in her ass tighter and pussy looser. She didn't care. She was just enjoying the sensations.

She began to wonder if the man she had canned was seriously damaged however as he didn't get any harder in her mouth. She was still being held around the shoulders tightly against the man beneath her but she reached up with an arm and pulled the man's cock out of her mouth. Then, gently she pulled back the foreskin revealing the smooth skin beneath it. She darted out with her tongue and submerged his dick in her mouth once more. She felt it twitch but still not grow hard.

Then, before she could apply more ministrations with her hands, she felt a hand around her right wrist. It moved her arm into the air and wrapped her hand around someone's stiff member. She smiled through the blowjob and ran her hand along the new person's dick. Her second hand soon met a similar fate with yet another cock. And she realized she was pleasing five men at once.

She was curious where the sixth man had gone as she started to jerk off the two standing men in tandem. She found it increasingly hard to coordinate her actions. It was surprisingly difficult to jack off both men and not bite a third. The amount of concentration she had to spend on the matter helped her to hold off her orgasm as the five men continued to be pleasured by her.

Suddenly, to her great disappointment, she felt the one inside her pussy pull out. Her legs casually moved closed and she felt someone straddle her stomach. Warm hands pressed into the flesh of her breasts and she suddenly had an idea what he was up to. He shoved them together as his comrade had done and pushed his cock in-between. Andrea moaned, turned on by the idea.

Finally, the sixth man made his appearance. He came in to take the position at her pussy where the previous one had been. She breathed a sigh of relief into the limp cock in her mouth and wrapped her legs around the most recent addition to the orgy.

Andrea began to sweat. She was getting extremely hot with so much body heat around her. Her back was still pressed tightly into the other mans chest, and it didn't help the matter. Her skin shone in some places because of the oil smears and in others because of the sweat. The dirt on her body refused to reflect light and thus attractively contrasted with the gloss of the rest of it.

She let out a moan as the two men in her nether regions shoved in as one. The man in her mouth was still not hard but was twitching a little more frequently. Meanwhile, the man between her breasts pulled on her nipples, causing them to stiffen impossibly hard. She moaned again and it took all her strength to continue jacking off the man in each hand.

Finally, the man underneath her shoved hard into her ass and held his cock there tightly. She felt nothing at first, but then it let out a large twitch and a stream of hot liquid shot deep into her bowels. It triggered an instinctual reaction in her body and she clenched her ass tight as she felt the first stream hit. The second one quickly followed, then the third. She moaned through the cock in her mouth and tried to tighten her legs around the man in her pussy.

Her last reaction was more then enough to set off the newest arrival. The first stream unloaded into her pussy but then he pulled out and let the second land across her abdomen and pubic hair. The rest of his orgasm, tapered off over her trimmed muff and successfully matted down the entirety of it. Little wet brown hairs poked out between globs of the thick wet cum.

Three more men quickly followed. First, the one between her breasts pulled back and sprayed his load into her cleavage and across her dirty tits. His final shot hit her nipple ring and matted it down with cum. The next one chose her face to unload on, covering her forehead, nose and eyes with the sticky substance. Some of it even hit his comrade's dick as he was receiving his blowjob. Andrea could taste it enter her mouth and the vision in her left eye was blurred from the liquid.

The third added his own collection to her breasts and stomach. Andrea bucked her hips as the strands hit, accidentally pulling the man beneath her out of her ass while she did so.

Finally, the man in her mouth twitched yet again and began to grow. Certainly not to full size, but probably enough that he could cum. Andrea hoped so anyway as she continued to milk his cock.

She was dragging her teeth along the outer skin of it when she felt something push against her pussy once more. She opened her legs to allow entrance. She recognized the feel as being the man that was just in her. He was fast to get his second wind but obviously had it. His old cum oozed out of her pussy around his cock as he shoved in and out with amazing force.

Andrea couldn't help but let out an "Ooph" each time he slammed into her. The man in her mouth grew a little bit more and moaned.

"I'm gonna cum," he moaned out and his dick twitched a final time. Andrea immediately tasted it inside her mouth and swallowed after the second spurt. He continued to cum for some time. Eventually, it ended and he pulled his dick out. A small drop of his semen stuck to her lip but she had swallowed the rest of it. She could feel it sticking to the inside of her throat and she instantly wished she had more to wash it down.

"Unph," she moaned as the man in her pussy pushed in again, this time harder then normal. She figured he was probably nearing his end too.

As she expected, she soon felt the warm blast of semen inside her vagina. He had almost as much as his first load, but this time emptied all of it inside her. She moaned a final time and he got off. She hadn't cum, she realized but nonetheless felt content.

She slowly stood and she felt the semen inside of her shift and begin its slow journey, back outside her body. She could feel it dripping down her right thigh, forming two lines. One from her pussy and other from her ass. The cum formed 'clean' lines as it dripped down her body and washed away the oil and dirt.

The remaining guards got dressed and spoke briefly amongst themselves. One of them brought over her clothes but she was still under the effects of the flower and showed no interest. "Dump em. I don't need those anymore." He looked to his commanding officer.

"You heard the lady. We'll take her through the back streets. Clean her up once we get to the castle."

"What do we do if the duke sees her like this?"

"Relax, we'll just say we found her this way. Who's he going to believe?" He cuffed Andrea's hands behind her back and grabbed her by the arm to lead her out of the garage. 

* * * *

It was a surprisingly long walk to the castle in the middle of town. Andrea suspected the back alleys were slowing things down more than a little bit.

Surprisingly, the walk proved quite advantageous as it gave her an opportunity to clear her head from the effects of the drug. By the time the group of them had reached a side door to the Duke's castle, she felt completely normal. At least as normal as she could feel, naked and dripping cum from various parts of her body. The drips themselves had long stopped but if anything her pubic hair had been the recipient of even more of the gooey white stuff as it had all drizzled down her breasts and stomach. Her body was still blotched oily black in places the man's seed hadn't touched.

"You know," one of the men said as he held the side door open for the others. "The only thing sexier then a woman covered in cum, is a woman covered in dirt AND cum."

"Hah, you're damn right about that," the one escorting her by the arm said. Andrea was shoved gently through the door and found the people around her had all stopped. The door opened up to a large extravagantly decorated hall and at its end stood a slightly heavy looking man, at least 6' tall. He was dressed in a royal purple embroidered with gold seals. Behind him stood two well-armed men, who seemed to be guards.

"Imagine my surprise," he said walking towards them, "when I learned that six members of the military were raping a young helpless woman on the outskirts of town."

The fear was obvious among the men the held Andrea. Andrea on the other hand felt more than a little relieved. Maybe this guy wasn't so bad after all. The head guard spoke. "I'm sorry sire. But I promise it's not at all what it looks like."

The Duke turned to Andrea. "Is it what it looks like?" Andrea looked around to the six guards currently surrounding her. She was a little nervous as to how to answer. The Duke saw her expression. "Release her." Although they left the cuffs on, they quickly let go of her and stepped away. "So, I ask again. Is it what it looks like?"

Andrea nodded, not planning on reserving any sympathy for the men. One of them spoke up again. "She's lying. She's delirious, she doesn't know what she's talking about."

The Duke turned to one of his personal guards. "Take them out of here. I'll deal with them later." The guard nodded and walked towards them. He escorted them out of the hallway and Andrea quickly found herself standing alone in her end of the hall. Just when Andrea thought she was out of hot water, the Duke turned to the other guard. "Take her to the hall. Tie her up."

Andrea's eyes went wide. She was soon escorted down the hall and into a large open chamber. It had a large red throne in the middle that faced a lone brick wall. On the wall itself, Andrea saw manacles and bars that could easily be used to chain a person up and sure enough, that's where the guard took her. He undid her handcuffs just long enough to lift her hands above her head and loop the cuffs around a loop hanging from the ceiling. He refastened the cuffs and Andrea was effectively trapped there.


Only a few minutes passed before the Duke showed up again carrying a bucket of water. "I brought something to help you clean up." He walked over and threw the water at her, still safely holding onto the bucket. Andrea's body was immediately soaked. The oil, dirt and cum washed away leaving her mostly clean although altogether wet. Her skin shown in the light of the room.

"Why are you in my town?" He voiced his question with an air of simplicity. 

Andrea attempted some vague semblance of a lie. "I don't know what you mean."

"You may have noticed a wall around the city. That's to keep visitors out, and my people in."

"So you're saying you forcefully keep your own people here?"

"For their protection." He reached to his belt and withdrew a small pistol. Andrea recognized it as a 5mm. One of the least lethal choices available, but in the end it was still a firearm, and still capable of doing damage. "I don't like to repeat my questions."

Andrea glanced around the room. She remembered seeing a few small bloodstains on the wall where she was being held. Something told her the Duke wasn't the bluffing sort. "I'm looking for someone."

"Who?"

"Another stranger to the city."

The Duke nodded and began to slowly pace back and forth. He kept the gun out but his other hand found his pocket as he walked. Not exactly a spitting image of royalty. "The gang leader from Salt Lake."

"His name is Sean."

"He turned tail right before a battle. A lot of people died because he ran."

"Well, that's certainly not how he presents things."

"Why would I lie?" Andrea met the Duke's gaze. He knew she had no reason to lie about the details.

"You shouldn't have come here, Andrea." He nodded towards one of the guards. The man set into motion and moved over to Andrea. Fearing the worst, Andrea cringed as he approached, but he simply undid her cuffs to free her from the wall. "This town isn't a good place for strangers."

The guard held Andrea by the wrist and began escorting her out of the room. Andrea went peacefully, noticing the other two men walking behind her. They walked down a few corridors and eventually ended up in a lavish bedroom. It was extremely well furnished with silk and other rare materials. The closet was open and displayed a huge wardrobe. There was a black dress splayed out over the King sized bed.

"Get dressed." The guard pointed to the dress on the bed. "You'll be expected to attend dinner tonight. 5pm. Do you have a watch?"

"Yeah. But why dinner?"

The guard raised an eyebrow. "Because you're one of the Duke's wives now. And the Duke's wives all come to dinner."

Andrea was caught flat-footed. One of the Duke's wives? Plural? Without her consent? She opened her mouth to speak but the guard had already left the room.

At least she was allowed some privacy, she thought as she lifted the beautiful evening gown off the bed. The hemline was down around mid-thigh and it seemed like it would be quite tight fitting. Perhaps it was the only size they could find. It had an open back with the exception of two criss-crossing straps that led to the shoulder. The front had a diamond shaped hole in-between where her breasts would be to show a little extra cleavage and it was low cut in a v-neck.

Knowing it was better then the nothing that she was currently dressed in, she put it on and walked to the full-length mirror beside the bed. It was certainly tight, but did look quite impressive. If it weren't so uncomfortable she'd say it was definitely a good size. And she knew she wouldn't mind seeing Keri or Irene in it.

Her thoughts stopped for a moment as she realized she wouldn't ever have the chance to see Keri in it. She sat down on the side of the bed and tried to push her mind to something else. 




Invid Invasion Ch. 13



A short note: You guys ready for some new villains and a serious plot upgrade? How about a serious lack of sex... (for this chapter anyway). I hope so, cause it's coming! This chapter is a little shorter than normal but I think you'll find it enjoyable.

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Chapter 13: Triple Threat

"Andrea was standing alone in the arid landscape of North East Mexico. She wasn't sure exactly how she had reached that particular spot, or for that matter where her coyote, Tessa, had gone.

She walked forward for a moment and surveyed her surroundings. "Yup, I definitely have no idea where I am," she said to herself. She sighed and turned around as if that would somehow help. "Okay, let's go over this one step at a time. I picked up Tess, left a note for Tristen, headed South from York, traveled about a day, and then..." She looked around once more. "Great. My cyclone isn't even here. How the hell am I supposed to..."

She cut her words short as a blinding light lit up the Western horizon. The light quickly imploded in on itself and in its place a dark line of cloud traveled upwards into the air. Andrea saw it as if in slow motion as it spread out high above the ground in the shape of a mushroom. "Oh, shit..."

The shock wave spread out instantly. It sent debris and vegetation into the air but Andrea was obviously far enough away, since it dissipated before reaching her. The scene reminded her of four years ago when she had watched from outside her town as American used nukes on it's own territory as a last resort for fighting the Invid.

A sound from behind her forced her to regain herself and she turned to look. An Invid fleet blackened the sky as it headed North towards the point of the blast. 





Invid Invasion Ch. 13



"Because you destroyed our home."

"What?" Andrea's surprise showed on her face.

"Well not you specifically."

"Then who... specifically?"

"The Masters."

Andrea's state of shock continued. "You mean the Robotech Masters?"

"Yes, of course. Them and their puppets, the Zentradi." Destiny paused a moment. "How could you not know this?" It was Destiny's turn to be confused.

"What happened? Why did they destroy it?" Andrea continued to question.

"For the flower. They discovered that it grew abundantly on our planet and invaded us to harvest it. By the time the Zentradi were finished, there was nothing left of our ecosystem. The flower was the key; it fit in with everything else. So, after that we did all we could do, we abandoned our planet and searched for somewhere else the flower grew. Then we found Earth.

"Why didn't you just tell us and ask for it?"

"Because we wanted vengeance and you never would have said yes."

"So let me get this straight," Andrea said pacing slightly. "You think we're the Robotech Masters?"

"You are."

"Let me tell you something that you may not know. We are not the Robotech Masters," Andrea said firmly. "Ten years ago we were attacked by the Zentradi. We fought them off and a few years later, the Masters themselves attacked us. We eventually fought them off too and sent most of our fleet to pursue them back to their home space. That's why we were such easy prey when you got here."

Destiny looked stunned and sat back down. "Perhaps you are cousins of them. They could have put you here to grow independently."

Andrea sighed, "if we grew independently then the point is moot. We're not them."

"What about your technology?" Destiny wasn't ready to give up on it just yet.

Andrea opened her arms in frustration. "A Zentradi ship crashed here before they invaded. We derived all our protoculture technology from that. Even the flower came with the ship.

"I see."

"So you just never thought to ask anyone about this stuff?"

"We assumed because of the physical and technological similarities, not to mention the presence of the Zentradi, that there was no reason to ask."

"Hah. Sounds like the Invid to me. Shoot first, ask questions later."

"Your species isn't much better you know."

Andrea was getting mad. "At least we know who we're fighting." Andrea walked to where the door had formed and turned back towards Destiny. She nearly yelled, "And we haven't invaded anyone's God damn planet."

The two sat there in silence for a few minutes. Andrea just stared at the wall and took deep breaths to calm herself. The last place she wanted to lose it was inside an Invid hive. Once she had regained her wits she spoke, "come on, take me out of this place. I'm obviously not going to get the answers I need."

Destiny hesitated. "I want to ask you something but it's probably not the best time."

"What?" Andrea said angrily.

Destiny took a quick look up and down Andrea's naked body and brought her eyes back up to meet Andrea's. "Irene talks a lot about the times you've had sex with her and I've never tried it with anyone before... and since you've always been open minded about it, I thought..."

"You're kidding," Andrea tried not to look too astonished. "Sex isn't just some physical thing like Irene seems to think. It's emotional!"

Destiny picked up on the hint, "and you don't want to do it with someone that killed all your friends."

"Bingo."

"Oh." She paused in thought. "I'm sorry." Destiny walked over to the door and it opened. "But for the record, I didn't kill anyone. I just led the other Invid."

"Not good enough," Andrea said simply.

"I understand. If you change your mind, you know where to find me."

"I'll keep that in mind," Andrea said with no intention of doing so.

The two started walking down the corridor. The heat was starting to get to Andrea and she was sweating quite a bit. She was more than happy to be on her way out. At least, she would have been if she had received a few answers.

They had been walking about two minutes when Andrea realized they weren't leaving the same way they had come in. In fact, Andrea estimated that after going through the elevator they were still three or four stories above ground level. "Where are we going?" she asked.

"I have to make a stop." As if on cue, a door opened from the wall and Destiny went inside. "I'm going to be studying something in that far wall cabinet. Please don't enter or look in this room while I'm distracted with the object of study." She said the words rather mechanically and it was obvious Andrea wasn't supposed to take them too seriously. Nonetheless, it was an unusual comment.

Without regard to Destiny's statement, Andrea entered the room and looked around. It was a lab of some kind with various sizes of transparent tubing, all filled with green liquid. The first smaller ones she looked at seemed to be empty but as she progressed past more of them she saw that they were all divided into pairs. The larger ones stood about two feet tall and had what appeared to be embryos growing inside.

While Andrea continued to look through the lab, she glanced over her shoulder to see Destiny still occupied with whatever she was doing. She was humming quietly to herself, in blissful ignorance of what Andrea was doing.

Andrea came to the far end of the lab and instead of seeing tubes of the liquid, she saw two pits full of it. The pits were about six feet by two and a half feet and inside there was a man in each one. As Andrea took a better look she realized it was the same person. "Cloning," she said to herself.

Destiny stopped humming. "Sorry? Did you say something? I can't hear from way over here."

Andrea spoke up, "uh, no. Nothing."

"Good. I'm just about done here. Just give me another minute."

"Yeah, no problem," Andrea exited the room and only waited a few seconds before Destiny turned around to join her.

They walked back to the elevator in silence. A minute later, they were standing at the edge of the hive. "I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help," Destiny said honestly.

"Me too." Andrea took a quick look around and took a step closer to Destiny. She spoke quietly, "but just between you and me, I would find an excuse to leave the hive for a few days."

"I'll take that under advisement." Destiny handed Andrea her clothes. "I hope you find what you're looking for."

"Me too," Andrea started to get dressed. The door opened up and when finished, Andrea exited through it with a frown on her face. Obviously Ed had been cloned and the one she knew now was most likely the original. But the real question was why? What did they hope to gain from it? And why would Destiny go against the Regis to tell her? Or at least to imply it...

Andrea walked back to her cyclone and started to drive back to the cave. All the possibilities were rolling around in her head as fast as the wheels were moving beneath her. She barely remembered to check the radar to make sure she wasn't being followed but when she did, the coast was clear. She switched to the gas engine as an extra precaution.

Andrea got back to the cave quickly and saw Ed, still sitting outside waiting for her. He stood up as he saw her approach and Tess walked over with him while she started to hide her cyclone.

"How'd it go?" He asked.

"Not good. I didn't get the answers I needed. At least not directly."

"Oh. Ah'm sorry to hear that. Did you get anythin' from em?"

"I guess they cloned you."

"Cloned me? What the dickens would they want t' do that for?"

"I don't know. They wouldn't tell me."

"Well ah hope mah clone didn't do anythin' too embarrassin'."

"Don't hold your breath on that one, Ed."

"Oh. That don't sound too good. "What'd ah do?"

"Probably better not to get into it."

"That bad huh? Well, what else did those bastards tell you?"

"Who, the Invid?" Ed nodded. "That they think humans are the Masters. That's why the attack was so bad when they came."

"Oh... ah see." His expression turned to one of concern.

"What is it?"

"Nothin'... just what do you suppose they'd do if say, they found out some'a the masters are still here?"

Andrea joined his concern. She responded, half-afraid to hear the answer to her counter question, "why?"

"Cause ah may know of a few that're still here."

"Shit." Andrea paused for a moment. "In the cave? How many?"

"Ah dunno, maybe three?"

"You think it's three or you know it's three?"

"Ah think it is. They have humans workin' for em too so it can be hard t' tell sometimes."

"Shit. I knew something was strange in there. How did you know it was them?"

"Well ah'm not stupid. They tried to hide it, but it's pretty obvious if you're around for any length o' time, you know?"

Andrea paused for a moment thinking, "do you know how they plan to attack the hive?"

"No, can't say as they told me."

"I need to find out."

"Are you sure that's a good idea? Ah don't think they'd much appreciate you waltzin' in there. 'Sides, pretty much all their stuff is in their language."

"But they still speak English, right?" Andrea walked over to her cyclone and Ed followed.

"Sure, but if any o' them get their hands on you... Well ah don't even want t' think about it."

"I'll be fine, Ed." Andrea opened up her seat compartment.

"Andrea, will you just hang on one dang minute," Ed said. 

She turned to face him in response. "What do you want Ed?"

Ed leaned in without warning and kissed her on the lips. Andrea was wide-eyed at the unexpected gesture and forgot to return the act. He pulled away after a few moments. "Ah'm sorry. Ah just missed you is all. It's been a long time."

Andrea looked back at him, quickly recovering from the unforeseen kiss. "I missed you too."

"Then can't you wait a few minutes before runnin' off to your death like you usually seem to?" Ed saw her hesitation and grasped her gently by the shoulders as he leaned forward for another kiss. This time Andrea returned the gesture and leaned into him. They wrapped their arms around each other and Ed kissed harder. He leaned too far in and Andrea had to take a step backward to balance herself. Unfortunately, her cyclone was right behind her and she tripped over it. The two fell to the ground roughly and Andrea grunted with the impact.

"Oh, shit. Are you okay? Ah'm sorry."

Andrea didn't answer with words; instead she kissed him hard. She was getting turned on as the memories from last time she did it with the real Ed came flooding back. He had gone to sleep while still inside her and had never wanted him to leave. He may not have ever been the perfect match for her but damn if she didn't have a soft spot for the guy.

As he put more weight into the kiss, Andrea's back pressed into the soft ground underneath her. She reached under his shirt and pulled it over his head. Ed reluctantly broke the kiss long enough to get it past his head. "Ah really did miss you, y'know."

"I know. I missed you too. I'm sorry I didn't come looking for you." Andrea was suddenly pained with guilt. She should have known something was wrong when he acted so differently. She shouldn't have taken the Invid's word for it.

"Don't worry about it. You thought ah was still with you."

Andrea still looked a little sad but a smile came back to her face and she kissed him lightly. "I'll make it worth your while."

"Is that so?" Ed smiled back.

Andrea rolled over and took him with her. She straddled his lap and crossed her arms in front of her before lifting her shirt over her head in one fluid motion. The white cotton caught on her breasts for a moment before exposing them to the warm sea air. Her raised arms caused them to sit high on her chest. As she lowered her arms, now bare from the waist up, her breasts sank into their usual spot but her erect nipples pointed proudly into the air.

Ed looked from her toned stomach, up past her breasts and to her face and curly hair. "You really are beautiful, you know that?"

"I know," Andrea said in mock egotism. While she spoke, she ran her hands across his naked chest. He looked a little uncomfortable as she dragged her nails along his beer belly but when her fingertips reached the belt of his pants he forgot all about his physical shortcomings. 

Andrea unbuckled his pants and slid them, and his boxers, down his hips at the same time. They weren't down to his knees before she pounced on his dick with her tongue. Her hands grabbed hold of his waist and she brought her tongue up and down the length of his semi-hard member before moving to his balls. She played with them in her mouth for a while and could feel coarse hairs tickle her cheeks. He moved a hand down into her hair and held it there, as if to encourage her, but encouragement was the last thing she needed.

She gently nibbled her way back up his now hard cock and upon reaching it's head she gently dragged her lower teeth along it before taking the whole thing into her mouth. Ed moaned as she flicked her tongue across his cock's tip, all the while keeping the head inside her mouth. Ed moaned again and Andrea took it as her cue to go further. She moved her mouth down on his cock, inserting more and more of it into her mouth. Soon he was completely inside her and tickling against the back of her throat. She pulled back up and his dick was instantly covered in saliva. "Damn that's good," Ed said.

Andrea smiled and went back to work, dipping her head once more. Her breasts hung down from her naked chest and swung slightly at her up down motion as she increased pace on his member. Then, remembering that he was a rather quick one to cum, she backed off, kissed the head of his cock and licked down the outside of it again. It regularly twitched against the side of her face or chin and left a smear of saliva on her face as it did so.

Feeling like he had calmed down a bit again, Andrea got off him and stood. With a slight gyration of the hips she undid her leather pants and slid them down her hips slowly. Ed's gaze fixated on her abdomen where the material was gradually moving downwards. He could see her pubic bone and the creases where her legs joined her hips to form the "V" of her crotch, framed by her well-defined stomach.

As the waist of her pants made it lower, Ed could make out the first few trimmed pubic hairs before more of the landing strip came into view and the waistband passed down her hips and to her ankles. Andrea stepped out of the pant legs and walked the few feet over to Ed before straddling him and crouching down over his cock. "You ready?" She asked with a smile. She noticed Ed was staring at her breasts as she leaned forward slightly and they came away from her chest when she kneeled on the ground.

"Ready as ah'll ever be," Ed said smiling. He took his gaze away from Andrea's breasts long enough to look at her face as he felt her grab his cock lightly and press the tip of it against her pussy. 

"Mmm," Andrea moaned mostly for his benefit as it slipped inside. It did feel good though, she realized as it fit itself home and her ass came down on his thighs. Andrea gyrated her hips around with his cock fully inside her. She could feel his member touching each side of her inner walls as the circular motion continued. "How does that feel?" She asked.

"Do you even have to ask?" Ed said closing his eyes. One of his hands found its way to her ass while the other one grabbed hold of her right breast. Andrea leaned forward until her face was over his and slowly lifted her hips up until he was nearly outside of her. Then, as Ed thought he would slip out, Andrea lowered herself once more. Her breasts jiggled as her ass slapped against his thighs once more.

Ed was in heaven as Andrea moved up and down his cock, while thrusting her hips forward and back at the same time. He moved his other hand to join his first one at her breasts and massaged them both simultaneously. Suddenly, she felt him clamp down on her breasts and she noticed him biting his lips. She stopped moving instantly and he opened his eyes. "Don't stop."

"Oh no," Andrea said. "You're not coming yet." "Ah'm not?" Ed said questioningly. "What if ah ask real nice like."

Andrea smiled. "Forget it." She picked herself off his cock completely and it stiffly smacked against his stomach.

"Okay, ah'll wait. Just put it back in."

"I've got a better idea." Andrea shifted herself a few inches up his body.

"Oh?" Ed said not sure what to expect.

Andrea reached just behind her butt and grabbed his cock. "Have you ever done a girl in the ass, Ed?"

Ed's eyes went wide. "Can't say as ah have." That was obviously the answer Andrea was looking for and she pressed the head of his slippery cock against her ass hole. "Why? You're not intendin' to..." He cut himself short as Andrea lowered her hips once more, this time pushing him straight into her rectum. " Oh, God," he said and Andrea felt his body stiffen once more. She stopped moving to hold off his orgasm. "Too cruel," he moaned to himself.

"Too cruel?" Andrea said jokingly while feeling his hard member deep inside her bowels. He was smaller than some of the men that had done her in that hole and it felt much better that way. It was much more enjoyable than normal.

"Oh, did ah say cruel?" he backtracked. "Ah meant... ah meant..." Andrea rocked her hips hard into him, gaining another half inch in penetration. "Oh yeah."

"You like that?" Andrea said as she did it again. 

"God yeah, I like it." Ed could see her pussy and he reached down awkwardly to stroke her clit with his thumb.

This time Andrea let out a fully real moan and leaned way back away from him so he'd have easier access to her clit. It also meant he got inside her another small amount. His thumb worked wonders as she started to pump up and down. She clenched her ass as she withdrew and loosened it as she sat back down on him again, practically milking his cock for everything it was worth.

She noticed that after a few more strokes he was getting pretty red in the face and chest, probably trying to hold off orgasm. "You still can't cum," she reminded him. "Just concentrate on my clit to take your mind off it," she said with a bit of an ulterior motive. It was feeling damn fine as he continued to rub her off in circular motions.

After a few more strokes up and down inside her ass, Andrea knew she was about to cum. "You better not let go if you feel me tighten up," she clarified.

"Don't worry, ah won't."

With a few more pumps up and down Andrea was finished. Knowing she was about to cum, she stretched her legs out in front of her so her feet were under his arms and laid all the way back until he was inside her as far as possible. From there, she balanced on her shoulders and heels and lifted her ass up one more time before letting him enter her again. The feeling, combined with his rubbing of her clit sent her into one of the best orgasms she ever had. She twitched around on his cock, bucking her hips about an inch at regular intervals. Her breasts shook on her chest with each twitch and her body rushed all over in pleasurable sensations.

She finally came down and to her amazement realized Ed was still trying his damnedest not to come. She thought about letting him go right then and there but realistically, she didn't want cum constantly dripping out of her ass if she was going to try and infiltrate an enemy stronghold. She sat up straight and more pleasure shot through her body as his cock was forced to shift positions inside her. He moaned again at the same time and Andrea got off him. She backed up on hands and knees to her first position and grabbing his thighs once more enveloped his cock in her hot mouth. 

Ed bucked his hips immediately and his cock went all the way inside her. She could taste where it had been but did her best to ignore it, as she really wanted him to have a great time. Not only that but it would have to be nice and slick for the final thing she had planned. Once he was well covered in saliva once again she rolled on to her back. "Straddle my chest," she said.




Invid Invasion Ch. 13



Ed complied without the slightest hesitation. He was rubbing himself gently and Andrea figured that at this point he probably couldn't stop if he wanted to. She grabbed his cock for him and after giving it a couple quick pumps she lowered it between her breasts. Then, she mashed her chest around his member and interlaced her fingers to hold them into place. Ed looked down in awe. Her breasts weren't particularly large, but they were big enough to get in between them comfortably.

"What are you waiting for?" Andrea said with a smile."

"Uh, sorry, nothin'." Ed started to rock his hips back and forth, feeling her soft flesh around his cock. Every now and then his cock head would poke out the other side and Andrea would be there to give it a quick lick before it disappeared into her cleavage once more.

After doing the same thing a few more times, Andrea looked up at him and said one short sentence. "Now you can cum."

Ed didn't waste a second. Faster than she had expected, a blast of semen arched out from between her breasts and hit her square on the face, dangling from her nose down the side of her cheek and neck. Ed sat back and let the rest fall where it may. By the time he was half-finished, Andrea was shocked at how much there was. When he was finally done, she was astounded. Trying to be as sexy as possible, Andrea reached her index finger into a pool of cum that had collected at her collar bone and spooned it into her mouth. She sucked her finger clean and smiled up at Ed. "Tastes good."

Ed backed off to her lap and Andrea propped herself up on her elbows. "Ah've never had to wait that long in mah life," he said breathlessly and rolled off her onto his side. He closed his eyes in bliss and Andrea could have sworn he just fell asleep. She looked down at her chest and saw streams of cum rolling down her. Some had even gone so far down her as to collect in her pubic area and matte the hair down. Her face had a few long strands along it too, but she didn't care. She let herself fall down on her back and closed her eyes for a few minutes. 





Invid Invasion Ch. 14



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Chapter 14: Humbled

"Andrea arrived in Chetumal, courtesy of the Invid. The delivery itself was welcome enough since it just so happened that Chetumal was the city Andrea was trying to get to in the first place. Unfortunately, she was also missing a few key elements. Her cyclone, her weapons and her clothes were among the top items on the 'lost' list. Not to mention Ed or her Coyote, Tess.

Andrea stepped out of the Invid ships gooey interior onto desert sand but noticed that none of the green "protoplasm" actually clung to her once she was outside the ship. Destiny followed her out and Andrea turned to complain, "so this is how the Invid treat those who save their race..." She turned, looking at the desert in all directions. "Nice," she added.

"I'm sorry, Andrea," Destiny said.

"Don't be sorry," Andrea said surprisingly calmly. "Don't be sorry until you have the courage to go follow your own conscience."

"I..." It looked as if she was going to say more but instead she stopped. She walked a few feet and reached into the sand. With a silent heave, she pulled up a hatch that had a ladder extending from the surface into darkness below.

Andrea assumed that was her destination and walked over. She put her bare foot on the first cool rung and looked to Destiny. "Even Irene brought me my cyclone."

Destiny nodded shamefully. "Irene is a special person."

"Yes she is," Andrea said and began descending. "Yes she is."

Andrea disappeared down the ladder and looked up just in time to see Destiny closing the hatch. The tunnel went pitch black and she could do nothing else but fumble her way to the bottom. Her leg still ached from her gunshot wound but after a few drops of the green protoplasm hit the wound it had begun to feel surprisingly better.

Her foot touched cold cement and she let go of the ladder cautiously. Still in blackness and unsure of her current situation, she took some solace in the fact that Destiny told her she would pick up Ed and Tess and bring them to town. Unfortunately that wouldn't do her much good until she could get out of her current predicament. There was no way Ed or anyone else could accidentally stumble on a hatch located in the middle of some desert.

It wasn't lost on Andrea that the town wasn't anywhere to be seen from where she was standing before going down the ladder either. It obviously wasn't in the town itself, which would also make things hard. Being on the outskirts would make things even more difficult.

Andrea waited at the base of the ladder for a short time until a door was opened from right in front of her and light cascaded into the small tunnel. The light was so glaringly bright that at first she could only make out a large, husky, male form.

"Come in already," the man said.

Andrea did as she was told. As she entered into the light and her eyes grew accustomed to it, she realized she had entered into a wide hallway. It would be easy to drive a vehicle down it, or even a suit of power armor if one were so inclined. There were large bay doors off each side of the hallway as if to facilitate this purpose.

The man himself looked to be about 35 years old. He obviously hadn't shaved for a few days and the beginnings of his beard clumped in dark brown patches the same color as his short hair.

"You're not an Invid," Andrea said foolishly.

"Why do you say that?"

"No blonde hair, no green eyes and uh..." Andrea stopped there realizing her next comment could be taken as an insult.

"And I'm no the most beautiful thing to ever cross your path," he finished Andrea's thought for her. "You on the other hand at least have one of the qualifications. Does that make you one-third Invid?"

Andrea wasn't sure if he meant his last comment seriously or not, but since she didn't have green eyes or blonde hair she knew which trait he was talking about. She didn't answer, unsure of exactly what to say.

"So, you entered an Invid hive?" He said casually.

"Yeah. Did they tell you?" Andrea was still being cautious in her conversation since she still wasn't sure exactly what to make of him.

He shook his head negatively in response to her question. "You're naked. The Invid hate human artifacts in their hives."

"Do you have a lot of people here from hives?" Andrea was trying to remain casual but at the same time was carefully sizing the man up. He certainly seemed confident. And just as casual as she was.

"Here and there," he said.

There was silence for a while as the two walked down the hall. Eventually Andrea spoke again, "forgive me for asking, but what the hell do you do exactly?"

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "I'm an arms dealer. Chetumal is a barter town. At least now it is. I'm the one people come to for weapons, combat vehicles, armor, and pretty much anything else along those lines."

"Where do you get your merchandise from?" Andrea was more than a little skeptical. She had never seen a significant stash of combat equipment except for the Coalition. Even the resistance didn't have much to speak of.

"Crashed REF ship. That's where it started at least. Salvage rights and all that. Just let it spread from there."

"I see," Andrea noticed he was staring at her chest as often as her face. It reminded her she was still severely under clothed. "And the people you get in? What happens to them?"

He looked at her peculiarly, "you ask a lot of questions."

"I need a lot of answers," Andrea said plainly. They had turned a corner and entered into an elevator. The man hit B4 and they started going down. "So what about the people?" Andrea pressed on.

He let out a sigh and thought for a moment. "Some I sell on the slave market, some I put to work here, and some," he looked Andrea up and down in the elevator. "Some I keep for myself."

Andrea sighed inwardly to herself. It was going to be one of those days. "What are you planning to do with me?"

"Oh, that's easy. You're staying with me. I can think of all kinds of things to do to you." The elevator doors opened and there was a series of cells on either side of the hall. He took Andrea to one with an open door and guided her in. He closed the door behind her with a loud clang. 

Andrea moved up to the bars to negotiate. She felt the cold steel brush against her naked breasts. "Wait, I have a proposition for you."

He stopped and went up to the bars beside her. "Is that so?"

Andrea spoke hurriedly but tried not to sound desperate. She had an idea that may make this whole thing work out to her befit. And besides that, she hadn't forgotten what the All Mother said. If she didn't get out soon and deal with the people who attacked the Invid, specifically the Masters, the Invid would start attacking again. "I'll do whatever you want for the next six hours, willingly, and then I go. No fighting or anything."

He smiled, "six hours? You have got to be kidding." As expected, he started to walk away.

"Okay, hang on. You're a businessman, let's do business." He stopped and hesitated for a moment. "Come back here and hear me out." There was a pause for another moment and he went back to the bars.

"I hope this proposition is better than the last," he said.

"In short, I need a cyclone thanks to some recent events with the Invid. Do you have any?"

"If I do?" He was cautiously interested.

"If you do, how long do you want me, in exchange for it and freedom."

He thought for a moment, "at least a month."

"A month? No way."

"Okay, your loss. I thought a month was being quite generous."

"I'll give you a week, and a crate of energy pistols."

"Where are you going to get a crate of energy pistols?"

"I'm in the resistance. I have access to weapons."

"Unlikely."

"I'm a colonel."

He stared her down, interested. "What's the password?"

Andrea smiled, "There's no way I'm giving you the password."

"Oh give me a break. I know you people exchange a series of at least four sentences for the password. Give me the first one and I'll be satisfied."

"When was the last time you were in Dallas?"

He nodded. "One week, and a crate of energy pistols and you're free with a brand new cyclone. What model do you want?"

"Vr-052."

"That can be arranged. I've got a few spares."

"A few?" Andrea couldn't hide her surprise at that.

"Yeah, a few." He thought for a moment. "I think I'm going to require a down payment."

"I can't get you the energy pistols until I'm allowed to leave."

He smiled. "That's not what I meant."

Andrea cringed inwardly. She hadn't expected him to want to start so quickly. "What do you want me to do?"

He took a step back and looked her over. "Dance for me. Turn me on."

Andrea danced. She started slow, running her hands from her breasts down passed Ed's caked on dry cum and across her stomach while simultaneously rocking her hips. She felt a little self-conscious but not from being naked, more from the fact that she thought she was a terrible dancer. Fortunately, from her audiences point of view at least, her well-defined naked body more than made up for it.

Continuing her motions, she grabbed the bars in front of her, thus lifting her breasts up and forward while at the same time gyrating her hips at an increasing speed. She forced a sexy smile and looked over at him with warm brown eyes.

"Move your hips against the bars," the voice came unexpectedly but Andrea did as instructed. In slow motion she exaggerated a humping movement. Her stomach contorted at the rhythm of the strokes and the man's eyes focused on her four pack and the soft bumps of her ribcage. Her dark pubic hair begged him to lower his eyes and he watched her trimmed muff as it rocked with her hips. There was still a glob of cum that had dried out at the top of it and matted down the hair in a small section.

Thinking progressively, Andrea slipped a long leg between the bars and gently touched her pussy to the smooth metal bar. It was cool on her sensitive skin and she flinched when it first touched her. She began to rub her clit up and down against the metal and her one-man audience seemed to perk up a bit. Andrea's nipples did the same.

She was suddenly reminded of the promise she made herself in York not to be a victim for people anymore. 'But this is a little different, isn't it?' She reasoned to herself. 'This is about getting out of a situation effectively and simply when there aren't a lot of options. After all, if I don't survive, neither does anyone within a 500-mile radius of where the bomb went off. Not to mention the fact that I'll be getting a new cyclone. No,' she thought to herself, 'this should be a piece of cake if all he wants me to do is shake my tits around for him.'

Andrea's thoughts ceased, as a tingling in her sex demanded her attention. The bar was starting to feel good. "It looks like you're starting to enjoy yourself. Turn around and do that with your ass facing me." Andrea turned and continued her motion with the bar in her ass crack. The cool sensation that her pussy had been enjoying moved to her ass hole as she dragged up and down the metal.

"Let me see," he said. Andrea complied and still shaking her hips she moved a few inches to the side. She bent over to lift her ass higher and her breasts hung attractively in front of her.

Suddenly, she felt something warm press between her rear cheeks. Before she could react there were hands on her hips holding her ass tightly against the bars and the hard shaft against her ass shoved inward quickly. "Unnn," Andrea let out a moan. He was easily the biggest she's ever had in her ass. "Slowly," Andrea gasped out.

He didn't respond other than to pick up his pace. "Ah, ah , ah, ah, Andrea moaned loudly with each thrust. Each time he entered she felt her ass expand to fit his cock but it never felt like it expanded enough. The walls of her rectum stayed painfully tight around him.

"You had someone else in here today, didn't you slut?"

Andrea couldn't respond. All that came out with a louder, "ah," when she tried to speak.

"I'll take that as a yes," he pulled out as quickly as he had entered and let her go. Andrea felt weak in the knees but stayed standing thanks to the help provided by the cell bars. He opened the cell door and entered naked from the waist down. As Andrea looked at him she realized he was certainly as big as he felt. Not as long as Thunder but wider and he still came in at nearly a foot long.

"On your stomach," he said and Andrea was more than eager to comply if it meant she didn't have to stand. Her right leg still wasn't at full strength and it had been hard to support herself. She laid down on her stomach with her good leg bent at the knee. The knee itself reached high and rested somewhere near her left breast, which was flattened against the cement floor. The position provided a wide-open route to her still gaping and pulsing, pink crinkled hole.

Andrea opened her eyes wide in painful surprise as he shoved into her hard once more. What she hadn't expected was the two extra inches he could now reach inside her since the bars were no longer interfering. "Unnn," Andrea clenched her hands into fists as fire ripped through her backside. She arched her back up in the air and propped herself up on her elbows. Her breasts bounced as he pumped back and forth.

"My name is James, by the way. Just so you know who's name to call out." Again, all Andrea could do was respond with exasperated moans. "Beg me to go harder."

Andrea drooped her head and looked at the floor. She could see her own breasts rocking back and forth. "Ha... Har..." Andrea voice was caught in her throat. Her ass didn't hurt quite as much from it now but each pump nearly winded her. "Harrrrrder," she choked out. P... Please, hard-ahhh." James picked up speed considerably and managed to make a last inch of headway in her ass. Andrea felt like she could feel his dick all the way in her stomach and she got the sensation to throw up. Finally, after a few more strokes he pulled out with a "schluck" sound. She could feel her rear still gaping open, letting in cool air passed it's now tender exterior.

Andrea rolled over, thinking that was probably what he wanted and kept herself propped up on her elbows. He was moving his cock closer to her face to suck so Andrea leaned forward with open mouth, not looking forward to the taste of her own ass for the second time in one day.

She was nearly there when suddenly his cock erupted with a stream of semen right into her mouth. She wasn't expecting it so she quickly spit it out in reflex. It dribbled down her chin and dripped off in long gooey strands. Before it was done, another squirt came out and landed across he right breast. The rest continued to add to the mess Ed had left behind from earlier and soon her chest and stomach were covered in a new layer of white dripping strands. Andrea relaxed since at least it meant she wouldn't have to suck him off.

Unfortunately she was proved wrong as he shoved his softening member into her mouth. It was soft enough that she could fit it all in and he spoke. "Your tongue doesn't leave that dick 'till it's hard again, understand me?" Andrea nodded with cock still in her mouth. "Good," he said.

Andrea sat up straighter and leant into him until her lips came in contact with the skin at the base of his sex. Andrea could feel her ass still gaping open and it was stinging again now. She ignored it as she attempted to give him the best blowjob she was able to.

He grunted quietly in approval as the tip of her tongue pressed into the eye of his dick. She could taste his salty cum as it still oozed slightly from the tip.

It didn't take him long to get hard again and once he was he pulled out of her mouth and yanked her to her feet. With surprising strength he lifted Andrea by the ass. The move forced her to wrap her legs around him for balance or fall backwards onto the floor and Andrea decided on the former. She linked her ankles behind him and as she did so, James entered her pussy with full force. Andrea jumped slightly in his grasp and let out a quiet grunt each time he shoved into her. Her breasts flattened into his tight T-shirt and his left over cum wet the light colored fabric.

He carried on for a few minutes and Andrea found it much more pleasurable for earlier. Soon she was feeling a familiar warm pulsing sensation in her pussy. He was coming. His face and arms suddenly took on a look of stress and when he finished he pulled out with a "shlop," and put her down onto her feet. A glob of cum dripped out of her pussy and landed on the cement floor. Looking at it, James let out a satisfied grunt and left the cellblock. 





Invid Invasion Ch. 14



"Why's that?" Andrea asked.

"Well, if you get yourself injured you're not going to be as much fun for your last four days here."

"Are you saying whatever this is goes on for three days?"

He took her aside to a quieter part of the room. "When I was a kid, there was a tournament called Ultimate Fighting Championship. It's just a full contact tournament like you would imagine. But man did I love watching it. Now with the world half blown to bits I decided to start my own, with a few modifications."

"And I'm just lucky enough to be here when you're doing this."

"That's right," he smiled. "I do this once a year. People come from all over the country to see this thing. There's twenty thousand people on the other side of those doors," he pointed out passed the canopy, "and each one has paid out their ass to be there.

"You want me to fight in this thing?"

"I'm telling you to fight in this thing."

Andrea looked around at the competition. Everyone was in pretty good shape by the looks of things. Some of them could be tough to beat. "What are the rules?" Andrea asked matter of fact.

"No segregation between the sexes. You fight whoever comes up on the ballot. Knock out or submission will lose you the match, you can lose two matches and after the third one you're out of the tournament. The contest goes three days and follows standard tournament rules. If you win, you move up, if you lose you stay where you are on the ladder. Everyone fights naked," he smiled, "good for a higher ticket price. And the winner has to do whatever the coordinator tells them to do to the loser. Of course, that's just for the last three tiers. The first two are a different matter."

"How so?" Andrea said skeptically.

"Whoever can get the other one to orgasm first."

"Uh huh," Andrea said somehow not surprised. "And the winner is whoever doesn't have an orgasm?"

"That's right. You're catching on fast."

Andrea sighed. "Who's first?"

"Schedule is over there," he pointed to a hanging timesheet on the wall. "Razor is over there," he pointed to a desk in front of a few chairs, "and oil is over there," he pointed to an inflatable pool full of it. "You'll need all three before you go out there. No body hair or un-oiled skin allowed."

Andrea raised an eyebrow. Somehow this whole slave for a week thing wasn't working out as she had hoped.

James quickly walked off and Andrea went over to the schedule. She looked at a clock on the wall: 9:30 pm. Her name was down to compete with Lee Holland at approximately 10:30 – two fights from now. She walked over to the desk and found a razor, just where James said it would be. It wasn't surprising to find that there was no shaving cream but there was a damp rag which she used to clean the small amount of matted cum from her hair before attacking it with the razor. 

She was mostly shaved already, not having to worry about legs or armpits so it was a quick job to remove her landing strip of pubic hair. After the first pass she had removed a large portion of it and it remained in patches here and there of different lengths where the razor had clogged with hair before being rinsed. The second pass saw most of the rest removed and sitting in the chair with one leg hiked up on the table and the other draped over the arm of the chair, Andrea gave a final shave to what was left of her hair until the skin was as smooth as it was going to get. She gave it a final wipe with the cloth and stood. It was 9:40. Lots of time.

Andrea decided to oil up right away and then if she could find somewhere to get a good view of what was going on she could try and prepare for her own match. She reached the small 'pool' and stepped into the ankle deep liquid. Figuring the easiest way to get covered in the stuff was to just lay down and roll, Andrea got onto her stomach and closed her eyes as her head dipped in. She did a roll and sat back up again. Wiping the oil from her eyes, she looked around and got out. Her hair was dripping oil and her body was slippery as hell. She actually found it hard to walk on the slick floor thanks to the liquid on her feet. Fortunately, once she had stumbled away from the pool things became a little easier. The oil on her feet rubbed off and she found herself walking as easily as normal. She was just a little glossier.

It didn't take her long to find some windows that pointed out towards the action. They were tinted slightly so Andrea figured they were probably one ways. The ring was elevated about three feet and roped off like boxing or wrestling. Inside, two girls were wrestling against the ropes on the side. Andrea could see their profiles and a muscular blonde girl had the other pressed tightly against the ropes. The smaller girls back was arched way back over the top rope and it looked like she could flip the rest of the way over at any time if it wasn't for the blonde's firm hold on her. Her breasts and legs shined brightly under the overhead lights. 

Andrea allowed her gaze to travel downwards to where the muscular woman had two fingers inside the blonde's pussy. The blonde was twitching regularly and a red flush was spreading across her chest. Her hands clenched tightly around the ropes and her whole body shook. Her back arched even more and she nearly fell backwards. Finally, her breathing slowed and the muscular woman let go of her. The blonde collapsed to the mat, breathing heavily.

The next two people to go to the ring after a quick re-oiling of the mat was two extremely muscular men. Andrea was about to enjoy the show when a noise behind her made her turn around. The girl that had lost the last bout was sitting on a bench, hunched over with her elbows on her knees and hands on her forehead crying. Andrea was at first tempted to ignore the woman but despite her better judgment, left her post at the window and went over. 

She grabbed a chair and pulled it over. She sat down on it backwards so that her legs straddled it and the back of the chair pressed up against her chest. "You okay?" She asked pointlessly. Not unexpectedly the woman didn't respond. She continued to cry. Andrea sighed and tried again. "My name's Andrea."

"L... Lee," the other woman managed to get out in-between sobs. Upon seeing her up close she looked extremely young. Maybe 18.

"How old are you?" Andrea asked, deciding it best to make small talk for the moment. 

"18," Lee confirmed her original thought.

"Where are you from?"

"North Brazil. You heard of Trump Towers?"

"Yeah. I have."

"I'm from there." Her crying was easing a bit. Talking was definitely helping.

"How did you end up here?"

"I was taken when my father and I were in a town near here about three weeks ago. James said if I was good I would get to stay with him instead of being sold as a sex slave for someone."

"I see." Andrea looked around the room not sure what else to say. "Is there anything I can do?"

Lee shook her head. "No. I still have two more bouts to lose." She sniffed, "what really worries me isn't what just happened. It's that I... I..." She looked at Andrea and decided to continue. "I'm a virgin and I don't want to lose it like this, you know? I can deal with a couple fingers or a tongue, but I just hope I don't have to go with any guys.

Andrea nodded. It was fair enough. "When's your next match?"

She looked up at the clock, her eyes were drying a bit. "Next. After the two guys that are going at it now."

"That's my first one. How come you're going so soon after last time?"

"I think they want to get the crappy fighters out of the way first so the other stuff is more entertaining as the night goes on." Lee looked Andrea up and down with no emotion. "It's obvious you're a lot stronger than I am. Don't worry about it out there, I'll be okay once my dad finds me."

Andrea sighed. "Look, the first tier is probably the worst right?" Lee nodded. "Okay. Then I'll throw the fight. You can beat me and move up to the second set. Then it shouldn't be too bad if you lose."

Lee looked up at Andrea confused. "You'd do that for me?"

"Why not."

"But how am I supposed to beat you? From everyone else's perspective I mean?"

"Andrea thought for a minute. We'll just make it look like a lucky break. I got shot in the leg not too long ago so just go for a cheap shot there," Andrea pointed, "and I'll go down. After that you can get in position and I'll just try not to squirm out of it."

Lee smiled. "I really appreciate this, Andrea."

"Well, it's no problem." Andrea stood up. "I'm going to go watch the end of this match. I'll see you out there soon."

"Sure," Lee seemed to feel a little better and Andrea went back to the window. The bout was already over and one of the guys was just getting up. The crowd cheered and after a brief rest, the second guy stood and exited the ring.

A short break was declared since the fight ended ahead of schedule and the ring was cleared and re-oiled like last time. Andrea made her way over to the entrance to the arena path and waited. Lee was near her, waiting patiently.

During the break, Lee was announced and walked down the path and up to the arena. She climbed up the side and slipped in between the first and second rope. Andrea noticed the camera got a good shot of her ass as she did so.

Andrea was called in next and she exited the dressing room reluctantly. Even though she knew she wasn't going to get it too bad, she didn't much enjoy the thought of losing. She carefully made her way down a long ramp to the ring and got inside the same way as Lee. They moved to opposite corners and with no grandstanding, waited until the break was over. She noticed that the odds were 2:1 in her favor. 'They have odds?' Andrea thought to herself.

Andrea found herself overwhelmed by the crowd. They were chanting, spitting, throwing bottles or cans of beer near the ring. They were completely uncontrolled, with the exception of being kept in their seats by several armed guards around the ring. The ring itself was extremely slippery and it was difficult simply to stand, let alone anything else, but when the bell sounded Andrea made her way out of the corner and towards the center of the ring.

She wanted to make it a decent show at least so no one suspected she was actually throwing the thing. Lee took no time at all before going for the cheap shot and before she knew what was happening, Andrea found herself on the ground, holding her leg.

She could feel Lee kneeling over her; warm hands grasped her gently by the thighs and spread her legs. The pain was already fading and Andrea resisted the urge to thrust her hips up in anticipation as she felt Lee's fingers caress her labia. She inserted her middle finger and Andrea felt it curl to reach her G spot. She flinched, in pleasure.

Lee withdrew her finger, after realizing Andrea was already quite wet, mounted her and lifted her ass into the air so her own labia could meet with Andrea's. Their pussies were both soaked in oil and completely bald so there was very little friction when Lee first humped her hips into Andrea's. As Lee continued to hump, Andrea became more and more aroused. Andrea's position caused her to be blinded by the bright lights above her. She noticed that Lee's breasts were bouncing up and down with each motion. Her right hand snaked across Andrea's stomach until it found her left breast and she caressed it enthusiastically with her hand. Lee's other hand was grasping Andrea's thigh tightly for balance as she rocked back and forth against Andrea's sex. Andrea got the feeling that it wasn't Lee's first time with a woman.

Andrea couldn't help but moan as Lee's fingers pinched at her nipple, forcing it into an erect state. She writhed beneath the other woman as her clit was stimulated by the blonde's labia and her hand continued to work magic on her chest.

The crowd seemed more than a little interested while the two women continued to gyrate on the mat. Andrea was getting more turned on every minute and Lee's smooth skin rubbing against her own was causing a familiar warm tingly sensation in her nether regions. 

The crowd was yelling out "Cum" and Andrea almost immediately faked an orgasm. It was a little obvious, Andrea thought and a fair bit overdramatic but it seemed to go over well enough with the audience. She arched her back violently and clutched at the mat with her fingernails. The crowd clapped whole-heartedly and Lee stood up slowly. Meanwhile Andrea slowly 'wound down' from her false orgasm, suddenly wishing she'd let Lee get her off for real.





Invid Invasion Ch. 14



Andrea was grimacing in pain once more from the rope wrapped tightly around her leg. Her arms hung down and her opponent grabbed them and wrapped them the same way around the low ropes. While Andrea worked on freeing herself, he got some twine of some sort from beside the ring and tied her ankles and wrists in place. There was no way she was going to be able to get out of there on her own, she realized with a sinking feeling.

She felt cool air brushing against her pussy and asshole and felt more exposed than she ever had before. She was looking between Crusher's legs and he knelt down in front of her. His dick was getting hard and he was no longer thinking about fighting. 

Not sure what he was up to as he got out of the ring and disappeared into the crowd, Andrea tried to relax. A few seconds later, he came back and slid into the ring once more. He had two full beer bottles with him and Andrea dreaded learning what he was planning to use them for. He walked towards her and casually undid the lids, casting them aside. When they both had open tops, he plugged the holes with his thumbs and gave them a shake. As he got next to Andrea, he moved his thumbs aside and allowed the booze to spray out of the bottle, over her pussy, stomach, chest and face.

Andrea lost sight of him as he disappeared behind the ropes but she knew where he was as his mouth touched her beer covered pussy. He started to lick and Andrea felt herself get wet once more. He nimbly inserted a finger into her ass while his other hand reached around her to play with one of her breasts. She felt her nipples harden for the second time in the last hour and moaned as the finger in her ass moved in deeper.

Unexpectedly, the hand left her breast and moved up her sticky body to her pussy and began to massage her clit, while Crushers tongue moved in and out of her pussy. Andrea moaned again and felt her nipples stiffen further, this time without any assistance.

It wasn't much longer until the crowd was chanting "cum," once more and Andrea couldn't help but oblige. There was something turning her on about the whole thing and she found it impossible to resist the warm feeling in her loins. Crusher felt her ass clench around his fingers and withdrew his hands and tongue. He watched with the crowd as Andrea shook, trapped upside down on the ropes. She couldn't help but coo softly as a flush spread over her chest and face and her nipples felt tingly and painfully stiff. 

She finally started to breathe normally and as her mind regained cohesion, she noticed Crusher was inside the ring again and kneeling in front of her with one hell of a hard on. He had been declared the victor, but wasn't quite done yet.

The crowd got excited as he pushed her breasts together and inserted his cock between them. His cock quickly got coated in the extra oil smeared across her chest and the cameraman had climbed into the ring to get a close-up of her breasts. The oil kept her wet and shining brightly and as he pumped she heard quiet "schluck" noises each time he moved in deeper or out. His balls tapped against her face each stroke and after a fairly short time he came, adding a great deal of warm white fluid to her stomach that began to roll downwards into her cleavage.

He left the ring and suddenly, a realization dawned on her. They weren't coming to release her. The next match was being announced and Andrea was still tied upside down to the ropes, still flushed from orgasm.

The next two contestants came out one at a time. One was male, the other female. It looked like a one sided match as the female didn't seem particularly adept, whereas the man was a tower of muscle. Andrea began to wonder how random these matches really were.

She felt light headed from being upside down for so long and she was starting to lose feeling in her limbs. Nonetheless she watched the following bout unfold. It was indeed one sided and after about three minutes, the man had her right where he wanted.

He had her by the wrists, on her knees with arms behind her back. She was leaned way forward and her face pressed in between Andrea's cum covered breasts. The man seemed to prefer the basics and simply plunged into her pussy. After a few thrusts dozen thrusts, the woman was moaning loudly into Andrea's chest. He had a free hand as it only took one to hold her wrists, so he pulled out of her pussy and guided his dick into her ass.

The moved seemed to slow her down slightly on her path to orgasm but when his fingers rubbed up against her clit, she moaned loudly once more into Andrea's boobs and came hard.

The man got up to leave and the woman left shortly after. Andrea wished the woman could have stayed if only for the fact that it took her mind off of the tingling in her limbs. 

The next match was two women and they were both extremely good looking. Neither of them had been in the ring by that point and even in her current condition, Andrea found herself enthralled with watching them. Their bodies glistened brightly and the way their flesh slid off each other when each hold was exchanged in an attempt to get the best position was extremely arousing. It was the first two people with excellent technical skill that she had seen since the contest started hours ago.

Eventually, after about 25 minutes a tall, lithe blonde was the first to get tired. She made an ill chosen attempt to entangle and was thrown against the ropes right where Andrea was. Andrea had the wind knocked out of her and tried to regain her breath as the tall blonde was held against Andrea's body on the ropes.

It didn't take long until the blonde was tied in the exact same position as Andrea, except she was lucky enough to remain right side up. She was also tied directly to Andrea and they now shared the same bindings. The blonde's face pressed into Andrea's pussy in a '69' position and vice versa. She was not any more amused than Andrea was, especially when she felt her opponent slide underneath her

"You take her pussy, and I'll take her ass," the woman who had tied the blonde up said from between her opponents legs.

"Why would I help you?"

"Call it a gamble. If I end up competing against you next tier, then I'll let you win."

Andrea responded by nodding slightly and sticking her tongue into the blonde's tight pussy. The blonde moaned as her opponent, now laying on her stomach propped up on her elbows, pressed her own tongue into her even tighter ass hole.

It didn't take long, getting eaten out by two people before the blonde tensed up and Andrea could taste a new flavor in her mouth. She gave the other woman's pussy a few more licks and then closed her mouth, happy that she at least had a guaranteed victory if she ever ended up as the other girl's opponent.

The night went on in much the same fashion. The two were tied together through all the following matches and they often got cum deposited between the two of them as the battles went on.

Eventually, the rest of the crowd filed out and then the tech people followed. The next match wasn't for 8 hours to give people a chance to rest, but it soon dawned on Andrea that no one was coming to let them down. 





Invid Invasion Ch. 15



A short note: Ever wondered what everyone else has been up to this last while? Well for the special "off beat storytelling" that happens every 5 chapters, you guys get to see the only chapter of Invid Invasion without Andrea in it. Enjoy.

As usual, mail me comments/suggestions at - even if you have to resort to just saying "cool story." I also have msn messenger so if you want to add me to your contact list just use the email address above.

Glossary: 

Remember that "Destroids" are kind of like cyclones except 40 feet tall and non transformable. Essentially walking tanks. 

And of course the "R.E.F." or "Robetech Expeditionary Force" is the military that left Earth to pursue the Robotech Masters after the first war and before the Invid showed up.

Chapter 15 - "Prelude to War"

Space - Two months ago

The R.E.F. ship rolled helplessly in the vacuum that surrounded it. The lights were flickering on and off, and on the starboard side, an oxygen leak did nothing but encourage its spinning.

"Lieutenant? What's our O2 level at?"

"Uh," Chris looked at the gauge in front of him. "About 50% and dropping 1% every ten minutes. It must be a pretty major leak."

"Damage control reports they'll have it patched up in 15-20 minutes," a voice from internal communications said.

"Weapon system status?"

"Worse," Chris said. "We used up our last reserve missiles and lasers are down to 30%. We need a place to restock and refuel."

"Understood. Communications, send a message to the fleet to rendezvous at point Beta-15." The Captain rose from his chair and crossed to his briefing room. "Lieutenant Robertson, join me in my office in twenty."

"Yes, sir," Chris responded quickly. He returned to his instruments but couldn't help a gut feeling that he wasn't going to like whatever he was about to hear. 

* * * *

Chris knocked on the Captain's door exactly 19 minutes later. "Come in," came the reply from inside. The door opened, and Chris let himself in. Captain Montgomery was behind his desk, talking to someone on a monitor. He looked up to see Chris. "You're early."

"Sorry sir, I..."

He was cut off as the Captain raised a hand to indicate silence and looked back to his screen. "The short of it is that we're in pretty serious shape over here. Nothing fatal but at this rate we won't be much use in another fight either."

The person on the other end sighed. "Alright, we have no choice then. Carry out your previous orders. I'll be in touch."

"Yes sir," Montgomery responded and turned the monitor off.

'Sir?' Chris thought to himself. That meant he must have been talking to an admiral. Chris tried not to think about it too much and remained at attention.

"Have a seat," the Captain said, gesturing to a chair in front of the desk. Chris raised an eyebrow but sat down. Courtesy, such as it was, was more than a little uncommon with his superior.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

The Captain sat back in his chair. "As you know, that was the second Invid fleet we've encountered this month." He paused for a moment, considering his thoughts. "We know that most, if not all of the Invid have set up on Earth. We also know that they have never been seen this far out before. In short, the council has come to the conclusion that there are only two reasons we'd be seeing them out here.

"One: The Invid are expanding and Earth isn't enough for them any more. That means they're getting more aggressive and more confident.

"Or Two," he said slower, obviously thinking this was the more likely of the options.

"There's another faction of them out there," Chris said finishing his Captain's thoughts without thinking.

Montgomery paused for a moment as if to say something but decided not to. "That's right." He looked away to a painting on his wall a moment before returning his eyes to meet with Chris's. "I hate to ask this of you son, but we need someone to go back to Earth and figure out which one of the two it really is."

Chris went wide eyed. That wasn't good news at all. At least not for him. "How do I get past the million or so ships in orbit?"

"Well, R&D think that a small ship could get through if you cut the power system until you're in the atmosphere."

"How small?" Chris said reluctantly. Already forgetting about the formality of 'sir.'

"A modified escape pod."

"Phew," that was small. "And how do I get back?"

"That would be up to you to find out."

"And when would you want me to leave for this?"

"Immediately."

Chris nodded. "I'll pack a change of underwear and be on my way."

"Good man," Montgomery said and Chris stood. "One other thing though Lieutenant."

"Yes sir?"

"Officially this is about finding what's happening with the Invid. Unofficially, we've been in space, at war with the Masters, for going on four years now with nowhere to refuel or rebuild or re-supply. The brass is taking a long shot. They're hoping the Invid will be thinned out enough by now that we can launch an assault and retake the planet. Without some kind of lucky break, this fleet will be out of commission in approximately ten months."

"I understand. I'll learn what I can."

"I'd expect nothing less," the captain stood formally. "And soldier," Montgomery saluted him. "God speed."

Chris returned the salute, thankful for the show of respect, and left the Captain's office.

Trump Towers - Nearly three weeks ago:

Irene was naked, as she had been for the majority of time over the last few days. It was late in the evening and after a short walk around the tower's entertainment floors, she had found a couple of people that were interested in spending some "quality time" with her.

Rob, was a muscular man probably best described as tall dark and handsome. He was in the process of being undressed by both Irene, and another woman by the name of Janice: a petite girl with small everything. She was about 5'6" (although her high heels added another two inches) with extremely skinny waist and hips, smaller B cup breasts, a long slight neck, and long, straight dirty blonde hair. Janice was standing behind Rob, to counter Irene out front and was currently in the process of pulling his button up shirt off his arms. She was so far, still fully clothed and trying her best not to stare at Irene's perfect physique over Rob's shoulder.

Janice tossed the shirt in her hands behind her and began to walk over to the bed, drawing the attention of the other two. She walked backwards with a wide smile as she slowly undid the buttons of her shirt. As she reached the third button it became obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra and the open shirt now displayed the entire length of her cleavage.

Irene watched from behind Rob and undid his pants button at the same time that Janice undid the fourth on her shirt. It revealed a slight crease travelling from between her boobs and rib cage down through her stomach and to her belly button. The fifth button revealed her bellybutton itself and at that point Irene had let Rob's pants fall down to his ankles. She reached around to grab his hardening cock in her right hand and pump it casually between her fingers. It responded with a jerk upwards and Irene clenched her fingers tighter around his uncircumcised member.

Janice was now standing with her calves up against the bed and working on the last button of her shirt. She undid it and her eyes lowered to watch Rob's cock poke out from between two of Irene's fingers. Her gaze then moved up his muscular stomach and over to Irene's firm grapefruit sized breasts and light coloured, large pink nipples. Or at least, the one left boob that she could actually see. The other was hiding behind Rob's back.

She left her shirt on, finished with the buttons and moved her hands down to undo the one button on her tight jeans. The zipper undid itself about half way and the two observers could make out a faint whiff of dirty blonde pubic hair, springing out from the new opening. That combined with Janice's shirt loosely hanging over her small tits, but revealing the entire length of her cleavage, belly button and occasionally a peak at the curves of her boobs, was a hell of a tease. 

Irene rubbed her thumb and forefinger around the head of Rob's cock lightly before taking her other hand and giving her clit a quick rub. Janice smiled as she noticed one of Irene's fingers dipping into her sex and reached her own right hand into her jeans. Irene could make out the faint trace of her finger, disappearing down the crack of her labia and inside her own pussy through the thick fabric of her pants. Janice's pubic hair had all but disappeared behind her hand but it was obvious from the up and down motion of it that she had a finger tip inside herself and was using the rest of her fingers to rub along the length of her sex.

"Mmm," Irene cooed quietly, not even realizing she had done it. "What does a girl have to do to get in there with you?"

"I can think of a few things, if you want to hear them," Janice said seductively. She was playing games, and having a hell of a lot of fun while she was at it.

"You know I do," Irene said.

"Hah, you know I do," Rob added.

"Good." Janice said. "Stand in front of him Irene. Ooo," she squealed slightly as she dipped her finger back in herself all the way. She was a little surprised at her own wetness. She hadn't been turned on like she was in years. "I want to watch as he caresses your breasts."

Irene did what she was told and bent her left knee to put more weight on the one side and thus provide an even more attractive frontal view for the other woman. Rob was all smiles as he pressed up against her back while he cupped her tits and squeezed his fingers eagerly around the large orbs. He pressed hard enough to leave red finger marks behind each time he squeezed and Irene moaned constantly. Her nipples stiffened and she got wetter when she saw Janice's other hand disappear into her shirt to caress her own right breast.

"Come on Rob, you can do better then that. I'll bet she can barely feel what you're doing now." Janice said squeezing her own breast hard. Irene and Rob could only imagine what her two hands were up to, partially concealed under their respective garments.

Rob pressed harder into Irene's flesh, eliciting an "Ohhh..." from Irene. Being an Invid sometimes had its disadvantages. Her enhanced strength and endurance also sometimes meant that her senses were a little subdued as it took more effort to get her to really feel sensations. And what she was feeling now was bliss. She felt weak in her legs as her breasts caused a tingling through her entire body. She could feel Rob's cock press against one of her but cheeks as he continued to rub. All the while Janice held a lusty look in her eye.

Irene reached down with both hands to massage her pussy while her breasts continued reaping the rewards of Janice's instructions. Two fingers on her right hand dipped into her pussy while all four fingers of her left, rubbed against her clit in circles. 

Janice reached for a bottle of champagne on the night stand before walking over to Irene. She uncapped it, took a quick drink from the bottle and then turned it on its side to let it trickle over Irene's face. Irene opened her mouth to enjoy a drink but when she closed her mouth to gulp it down the trickle didn't stop and instead covered her face in the white bubbling liquid. Janice moved Rob's hands away from Irene's red breasts and gestured for him to take a step back. He did and Janice poured out about half the bottle over Irene's breasts. The liquid bubbled as it flowed down Irene's soft skin to either continue downwards along her legs or slide delicately down to her pussy and drip off her labia onto the floor. 

Janice licked her lips enticingly and then turned the bottle on herself. She only let a small amount out just below her neck at the collar bone. It created only a single stream of liquid down through her cleavage, past her bellybutton and straight into her dusty blonde curls of pubic hair. A wet mark formed in the crotch of her jeans and she moved her belly button to Irene's mouth. Irene lapped at the small amounts of champagne there before Janice pulled her away.

"Mmm, that's enough Irene," Janice said pointing a few feet away towards Rob. "Why don't you get on your knees there and start to suck him off. I'm sure Rob would appreciate that.

Keeping both hands busy on her sex, Irene turned her defined back to Janice and reached her neck out, open mouthed towards Rob's dick.

He was still hard when Irene latched her lips around the head. Her tongue flicked out to press against the eye of his penis and Irene wished she had a better view of one of them. She slipped closer to him and let his entire length into her mouth and down her throat. She'd gotten pretty good at deep-throating long guys and had no trouble taking his ten inches in. She left him all the way down her for a minute and with lips pressed tightly against the base of his penis, she lapped out with her tongue in an attempt to lick at his balls.

Naturally, she couldn't do too much in that department but she was able to extend the tip of her tongue out far enough to get passed her lips and run along in between his two balls. "Oh, God," he said watching her. He was all the way inside and still she managed to lick at his nuts. "You're a fucking Aphrodite or something."

The corners of Irene's lips curved into a smile and slowly she pulled her mouth away. She left her tongue out to drag along the underside of his cock as her lips pressed tightly against it, as if attempting to pull the skin along with her. Upon reaching the head of his dick, she pulled her tongue back into her mouth and pressed it hard against the head of it once more. "Ohhh," he moaned.

Irene pulled her mouth off him for a moment. A strand of saliva still connected his manhood to her lower lip. "Can I get a little help here do you think?" She said to Janice with a smile.

"Well, I don't know," Janice said pulling her hand out of her jeans and moving a wet pointer finger into her mouth. She sucked it dry, "I've got a taste of my own to savour here."

"Mmm, that taste is for me to savour," Irene said. "But right now, I think Rob would appreciate an extra tongue, wouldn't you Rob." Irene put her mouth back around the head of Rob's dick.

"Oh man, I think I'll die if both of you do that at the same time."

"Well..." Janice pondered, pretending to think it over. "I guess I could help out." She pulled her other hand out from under her shirt and walked over with a sway of her lithe hips. Even with the top button undone and part of the zipper down, her jeans were tight enough that they hugged her butt tightly. Her shirt swayed side to side as she walked, nearly providing a glimpse of her nipples, but not quite moving over far enough. She gracefully moved down to her knees and Irene pulled her mouth off of his cock to smile at her.

Without hesitation, Janice kissed Irene hard on the mouth. Their lips pressed together, turning into one as Janice opened her mouth just far enough for her tongue to protrude and run across Irene's upper lips. Irene opened her mouth to meet Janice's tongue head on but just as she was about to touch it with her own, Janice pulled away with another smile. "You're the worst kind of tease," Irene said fully meaning it.

"I know," Janice said and wrapped her lips around Rob's cock. She couldn't get it down as far as Irene but nonetheless fit half of it inside her mouth before pulling back to lick at the head once more. Simultaneously, Irene bent a little lower to take one of his balls into her mouth and while the two women worked him over, he wrapped a hand up in each head of blonde hair. Irene's was a pure, golden compared to Janice's browner colour.

"Ohhh," he moaned again as Janice filled her mouth full of him once more. "You two are... ahhh... amazing." Irene switched to his other ball before licking her way up the side of his cock to where Janice's mouth was steadily moving back and forth. Janice read Irene's signal and pulled away once more, keeping her lips tightly against him before they finally got to the end and separated with a loud pop. She then kissed Irene briefly and followed her lead to the base of Rob's cock.

The two women each took one of his balls into his mouth before licking up the length of his shaft in unison. Upon reaching his cock head, they each kissed it intensely with luscious lips on their respected sides. "I'm gonna cum," he breathed out and Irene licked her way back down to his balls. Janice eagerly wrapped her lips around him once more and stroked her mouth back and fourth just twice before tasting the first stream of thick salty cum. She swallowed the first squirt eagerly and let the next few collect in her mouth.

When he finished, She pulled her mouth back and closed it. Irene saw her and pulled away from Rob herself, moving over for another kiss from Janice.

The two women met, still on their knees with closed lips. They kissed gingerly and then Irene made the first move. She hugged Janice to her tightly, holding her close by the small of her back and snaked a tongue out to probe at her mouth. Janice responded, opening her cum filled hole and meshing her tongue against Irene's. She tilted Irene's head back and let the full mouthful of cum drain into the blonde's mouth before breaking off the kiss and pulling away, still licking her glossy lips.

Irene smiled, thick globs of cum still inside her, as she rose with Janice to her feet. She kept her hands on the other woman's back and guided her towards the bed until she was standing flush with it once more. Irene was done with teasing however and grabbed Janice's shirt by the collar. "What do you think you're doing?" Janice said playfully.

Without a word, Irene wrenched the shirt apart, ripping it straight down the back and pulled it off each arm. The move forced Janice's arms out to the side and therefore her breasts high on her chest. Her nipples were dark but small like the rest of her. Her nipples looked painfully hard. "My, you are eager," Janice said just before Irene shoved her gently backwards onto the bed. Irene straddled her easily and leaned over her partner. She kept her ass high in the air to provide a good view for Rob as she bent over Janice and backed up to get her mouth near her pubic hair.

With a good yank, she pulled down Janice's pants and left them on her ankles, not wanting to bother with taking off her shoes. Janice spread her legs as much as she was able and Irene opened her mouth to let the white, gooey cum slip out of it. It landed on Janice's sex and Irene put two fingers up to meet it. She slid them around her wet pussy before pressing them inside. They took a glob of cum with them and it helped make for easier manoeuvrability. Not that she needed it, Irene realized. Janice was more than a little wet.

Irene withdrew her fingers and replaced it with her tongue, eagerly lapping at the whole area. Eventually, sending Janice was near orgasm, she stopped and slid up her body to kiss her on the mouth. Her breasts and stomach had turned sticky thanks to the champagne and when she pressed up against Janice it was difficult to slide against her skin. "Will you fuck me already?" Janice said, starting to get impatient even with her own teasing.

"Maybe if you ask nicely," Irene said with a smile. A small drop of leftover cum still hung from her lip and Janice greedily licked it up.

"Please."

Irene lowered her mouth and kissed her. "Don't mind if I do." She shifted her hips slightly so that their legs were splayed and clits pressing up against each other. Irene propped herself on her elbows to get a better angle and began to thrust rhythmically. 

Rob watched the two of them from a chair on the other side of the room trying his best to get hard as quickly as possible. Damn he hated being out of the game.




Invid Invasion Ch. 15



Irene and Janice continued to hump at increasing speeds. Janice spread her arms out on either side of her in a fully relaxed position on the bed as Irene continued to dominate the affair. Her large breasts swung with each thrust. They were so firm that they didn't appear to hang down any more than if she were standing or laying on her back.

"You have impossible breasts," Janice said mesmerized.

"Thank-you," Irene said as she transferred her weight to just one elbow and with her other began to rub at Janice's small tits. "Yours are very beautiful too."

Janice smiled and leaned up to kiss her. "Oh," she moaned as Irene's pussy rubbed roughly across her clit. "I..." She breathed heavily, "I'm going to cum if you don't stop."

Irene smiled. "Then cum. We have all night."

As if on cue, Janice stretched her neck back and shut her eyes, "Unnnnnn," Her nipples was hard under Irene's hand and Irene stopped her thrusting to give her a chance to enjoy the orgasm. Janice's hand shot to her unoccupied breast and started rubbing it vigorously. "Ohhhhhhhhhh," she moaned again. Irene felt a pulse against her pussy and smiled. Janice was an ejaculator.

Irene felt the lips of her pussy get wet with Janice's juices. Ejaculate was probably a little overzealous, but there was a pulsing trail of cum makings its way regularly out of her sex to mingle with Irene's. When Janice's orgasm wined down and she was back to breathing regularly, if a little quickly, on the bed, Irene looked over her shoulder to Rob. "You ready Rob?"

Rob stood up, a hard-on already forming. "For you it's easy," he said and came over. Irene pulled Janice's hips to the edge of the bed so that her legs were hanging off, and kneeled down on the floor between them. She felt the heat of Janice's crotch press up against her stomach as she bent over her partner to line her head up with her breasts. Realizing she was too low, Irene got up to her feet, but continued to lean way over to press against Janice. She felt Rob's cock press against the entrance to her pussy.

"No," Irene said, startling Rob.

"No?" he said, pulling away quickly. "What's wrong?"

Irene looked over her shoulder to look up at him. "Not that hole."

Rob smiled and grabbed her hips with one hand. His other lined his cock up with her ass and once the head of it was pressing gently against the hole, he started to push his hips forward but stopped after a few moments. "It's too dry. It's not working," he said.

"I can take care of that," Janice said, squirming out from Irene's grasp. Her lithe body flexed attractively as she moved and Irene got wetter while Rob got harder. She made her way around behind Irene who was now on her feet, bent over with her hands flat on the bed. Janice dropped to her knees and pulled Rob away.

Without hesitation, she enveloped five inches of his cock into her mouth. She moved her tongue around it until it was wet with saliva and then pulled out to lick up and down the base of the shaft until it to was nearly dripping. "Mmm," thanks he said already on his way back to Irene's ass.

"Uh, uh. Not so fast," Janice said, putting a hand on his stomach to stop him. "I haven't gotten her ready yet." Without another word, Janice turned her attention to Irene. Upon turning around, she found herself staring at Irene's ass, her cheeks spread. She was already getting turned on again and was more than ready to get back in but she had a job to do.

She licked from Irene's pussy up to her ass hole and inserted her tongue inside as far as it could reach. It had no taste to it, (at least no taste that was different then any other part of Irene's skin) and she went on, encouraged. In honesty, Irene hadn't used that hole in weeks since it was completely unnecessary while she ate only the flower. If she had human food on the other hand, it worked as per normal. Nonetheless, Janice seemed to really enjoy eating out Irene's ass and Irene enjoyed it that much more. She moaned in pleasure as Janice swirled her tongue around, while still inside and sucked on the pink rosebud surrounding it.

While she continued to give Irene her rim job, Janice plunged two fingers into her own pussy as far as she could reach. Once they were good and wet, she pulled them out and moved them to her tongues current target. She flicked her wet organ around the exterior of the hole while at the same time, pressing both fingers deep inside her partner, coating the inside of her ass with her own cum. She then pulled away, gave Rob a quick suck to make sure he was still wet, and moved her head out of Rob's route, but stayed inches away where she could get a good view of the action.

Rob plunged into her ass the first few inches without any trouble but after he was about halfway inside, he started encountering more resistance. "Unnn, I've never been anywhere so tight."

Irene looked over her shoulder at him. "That's a good thing isn't it?"

"Oh hell yeah," he said. "It just means we'll have to take it slower." He pressed in another inch and Irene flinched.

"Mmm," that feels good.

Janice decided it was passed time to help out and while Rob was shoving inside Irene, she moved her tongue to the point of contention in the hopes of making things easier for them. She licked around the edge of Irene's expanded hole and up and down the half length of his cock that was still outside her. "More," Irene said and Rob shoved again, this time making another inch of progress. "More," Irene repeated.

Janice's tongue work was definitely making it easier and while she continued to lube it up, Rob made it another couple inches. There was only about an inch and a half left now and Janice was looking down in aroused awe. She licked around the base of Rob's cock once more and then did the same for Irene's ass hole and he managed to get the last little bit inside. "Unnnnrrrrrghhhh," Irene moaned out as he finally planted it all the way home. "Ohhhh," she rolled up her eyes and Janice continued to watch. She moved a hand to Irene's pussy and began to casually play with her partner.

Rob moved in and out of Irene's ass, slowly at first but after a while it became much easier. In a few minutes he was pounding back and forth just as hard as he would have been in her pussy. "I, uhhh..." Irene was trying to speak, "waaaaant youhhhh beneath meeee-uhhhh"

Janice smiled, happy to oblige. She worked her way back onto the bed and laid down. Irene crawled forwards, careful to keep Rob in her ass and went into the position the two had been in earlier. Propped up on her elbows above Janice, her breasts continued to rock back and forth, but this time with more vigour. She also didn't have to put in any effort of her own to get friction between her pussy and Janice's thanks to Rob's effort in her ass. Each time he slammed into her, her hips had no choice but to buck forward, thus sending her sex directly into Janice.

All three partners were getting closer and closer to orgasm until Rob set off the chain reaction. He was the first to cum, spreading a load deep into Irene's ass. The feeling of warm cum inside her caused her own pussy to clench, and her body tensed. As she shook with orgasm, her hands clamped down on Janice's breasts hard and that was all the extra stimulation Janice needed to have an orgasm of her own. She sent more cum pulsing against Irene's pussy before weakly splaying her limbs out on the bed. "Oh, God," she said. "That was the best cum I've had in my life."

"Me too," Rob said collapsing weakly on top of Irene, with cock still deep up her ass. "Both of them."

Irene smiled. "Good." She squirmed slightly enjoying the feel of the rigid dick inside her and Janice's smooth body beneath her. "But I only had one orgasm," she said with a bit of a frown.

"Don't worry," Janice said kissing her lightly on the lips. "Like you said, we have all night. I promise you'll cum as much as you can handle."

"Mmm," Irene said smiling through a second kiss. "Good." 

* * * *

"Irene?" Irene immediately recognized the voice as Destiny's. She was naked and standing in a familiar grass field. "Is now a good time?" She could see Destiny, also with no clothes walking towards her.

"I'm kind of in the middle of something," she said with a bit of a frown, thinking about her body, sandwiched between two beautiful human specimens. "Is it important?"

"Important, but not urgent," Destiny said apologetically. "I can come back later."

"No, that's okay," Irene sighed. "We're taking a break right now anyways. What's up?"

"It's about Andrea. I need some advice."

Irene frowned again. "I'm not very good at advice but I'll try."

"I want her to forgive me."

"It's hard, trust me."

"Well what did you do?" Destiny asked curiously.

"Umm... I asked her a whole bunch and followed her around for a while, and then after that umm... I gave her her cyclone thingy back. Although the All Mother got kind of mad about it."

"Do you think that'd work again?"

"I don't know, I doubt it. She got kind of pissed off with me following her around and stuff so I don't think she really liked that."

It was Destiny's turn to frown. "There's also one other thing."

"Yeah?"

"You've had sex with her right?"

"Yeah a couple of times, why?"

"I don't know. There's something about her. I want her to show me what it's like but when I asked she got mad at me."

Irene nodded. "She did that to me too. I just kept asking, and she finally said okay. Maybe that's how she does it with everyone."

"Maybe," Destiny sounded doubtful. "I dislike not knowing more about human culture. I'd like to have a chance to learn it so I can better understand them."

"Trust me, it doesn't help," Irene said. "Look, if you really want her to have sex with you and to forgive you, just keep doing nice things for her. Try and give her things she needs and help her. That seems to work for pretty much all humans."

"Okay. Thanks for the advice Irene."

"No problem. Um, I have to go though cause Janice is starting to lick at my ass again and that felt really good earlier. And with all Rob's cum in it, I think it'll be even better."

"Who?"

"Never mind. I'll talk to you later okay?"

"Sure. Thanks."

York - One week ago:

"An animal highway?"

"That's right," a tall withered man said with a gleam in his eye. "It's expensive to be sure but my organization, H.F.A. - Highways For Animals strongly believes that the survival of indigenous mammals is imperative to our own health and well being. And with so many being hunted for food, or taken and experimented on by the Invid, what we propose is a highway that goes around major cities or Invid hives so that animals don't have to risk open travel."

Tristen was staring open mouthed, unable to speak. So the old man continued: "The stretch we propose would travel from Canada's Rocky Mountains, down the west coast through California and down to Mexico. Eventually we would be able to expand it eastward across the country for mammals migrating in that direction."

"I'm not an expert but I'm pretty sure mammals migrate North / South. Do mammals even migrate? Isn't that just a bird thing?"

The old man looked a little flustered. "Uh, we at H.F.A. believe that they would migrate westwards because they would want to get away from the radiation left over from the war."

"Uh huh... And how would you get the animals to even use this highway?"

"We were thinking we could put up signs. Basic pictorial instructions, that type of thing."

Tristen's mouth was still open but he finally found the will to speak. "Th... Thank-you, I'll take that under advisement."

"I also want to mention," the old man said continuing, "that it would be safer for humans too since maulings from coyotes and bears would be significantly reduced and..."

"Two plus two equals a couch," Tristen said interrupting. "That's what you're trying to tell me right now. Have a good day."

The man nodded and left the room disappointed. Tristen turned to an attractive redhead named Elizabeth, sitting in the corner of the room. His mouth, still agape and shaking his head. "Can you believe that?" He said. "Whose idea was it to have an open house day for government anyway?"

"If you mean allowing everyone to speak up for what's important to them I think that was your idea." She stood up and crossed over to lean against the desk using her hip.

"Mental note, I should never allow myself to make decisions on my own."

She laughed. "You're doing fine."

"That's because I haven't had to make any decisions since the last one." Tristen said exasperated. "So far, everyone that's come in has been a crackpot."

"Do you want me to send the next person in?" Elizabeth asked undeterred.

Tristen straightened up an unused note pad on his desk and grabbed a pencil. "Sure. Let's get this over with." Elizabeth disappeared out of the room for a moment. "I wish Andrea were here," he said to himself quietly.

Elizabeth reappeared and she brought a young woman in with her. She was only wearing a pair of see through, frilly panties and had no top on. Tristen recognized her as one of the Duke's wives whom had all been kicking around the Palace for some reason. Tristen did a surprisingly good job of staring at her face when he looked at her and asked, "What can I do for you."

"I wanted...." She paused, unsure of herself. She looked to Elizabeth, now sitting in the corner again before looking back at Tristen. "Never mind, I should go."

She turned to leave but Tristen stood up from his chair. "No wait. Stay. What did you want?"

She sighed but looked as if she was going to speak, so Tristen sat back down. "Can I..." She paused again but Tristen gave her an encouraging look. "Can I go home to my husband?"

Tristen's jaw dropped once more. 

* * * *

"Okay, is that everyone?" Tristen asked as another girl, freshly clothed left the palace.

Elizabeth was quick to respond, "everyone on this sheet. The Duke was a spotty record keeper to be sure, but I think we've rounded up all his mistresses and set them free."

"Did he have any other slaves?"

"Not counting the military or criminals? Maybe... I don't really know."

Tristen sighed. "I want you to go out, find someone we can trust. Like that first girl who came to me. See if she's interested in going through criminal records and letting any loose who were only convicted for minor crimes. Then I want to re-establish the 'justice' system from scratch. All the old judges are gone. Find new ones and then we do another trial for each and every person that's been imprisoned for major offences."

He paused to think. "We ditched all the palace guards right?"

"Uh, no," Elizabeth said. "All the Duke's personal guard have left the city. But the other palace guards are still here."

Tristen sighed. "Transfer them somewhere else in town and bring in new people here. And find me a couple of personal guards, I feel like I'm going to be stabbed in the back any minute."

"Hah, look at you, already barking orders," Elizabeth said with a smile.

"Sorry, I didn't mean..."

"It's fine," she interrupted him. "I'll get on it right away."

"Thanks," he said sheepishly.

"We're going to need more help," she said leaving the room. "Think about it."

Tristen sighed again. He had been doing a lot of that lately. She was right of course, as usual. They would need more help. There were only a half dozen people around the city that he actually felt he could trust. That's not enough to make a government work.

"I'm going for a walk," he said to himself, and then as if daring to prove himself wrong, he stood up and headed out of the office.

A stroll down the main street did nothing to raise his spirits. Homeless, the sick, the military, the unemployed, it was all more than a little overbearing. Not to mention the two people following him inconspicuously from the palace; obviously new guards.

After nearly two hours of walking, he happened to see Elizabeth inside a restaurant eating lunch. It was an easy decision to veer inside and ask if he could pull up a chair. Naturally she didn't mind, and he sat down. "So when are you going to ask me out?" She asked casually.

"Uh..." Tristen stumbled hopelessly. "I uh... What do you mean?"

"You've been staring at my chest and drooling for the last 24 hours. Normally people ask me out when they do that."

"I..." He tried to regain himself. "I don't just go around staring at women's chests." He was already blushing.

"True you did a good job at looking at that wife's face but I guess clothed boobs are a different matter." Elizabeth drank a sip of water.

"I uh..."

Elizabeth cracked a smile before bursting into laughter. "You can relax, I was just screwing with you Tristen."

Tristen breathed a sigh of relief. "To change the subject to something less embarrassing, do you happen to have any ideas for how to fix this place up?"

Elizabeth frowned. "Start from scratch is the best advice I can give. But you have specific instructions for the military don't you?"

"Hah, I'd hardly call them specific," Tristen said. "More like, 'hey bro, build the military up as big as you can as fast as you can.'" He paused for a minute. "Yeah, thanks Andrea. That's a real big help."

"Did she say why she wanted it?"

"Nope. Just that it was important."

Elizabeth looked at him seriously. "She's not going to turn this place into some kind of war town is she? I mean, I think that's a lot to ask considering what these people have been through."

"No," Tristen shook his head. "She wouldn't do that. I just wish I knew what she was thinking."

"Mmm," Elizabeth grunted in acknowledgement as she took another bite of her sandwich.

Tristen tried to round up all the courage he could and when he knew she was watching, he looked down to stare at her breasts. "Listen, I have kind of an important question to ask you two."

Elizabeth laughed. "What's that?"

"Do you want to go to dinner on Friday?" He raised his gaze back to her face with a hopeful smile.

Elizabeth was still smiling. "They say they have to check their schedule but they're sure they can work something out." 

Trump Towers - 6 days ago

Bob was in the lab working on his latest project. He had been working straight for a good 18 hours and was finally nearing completion. The position had been a dream job, just as he had suspected. It had all the technology he needed to see his ideas through to fruition and he was getting paid to boot.

He and his assistant, Karla were the only two still in the lab working since it was next to midnight. She rubbed her eyes, tired as she finished the last step of the experiment. "All done," she said. She had a 'girl next door' kind of look to her and was quite attractive, even through a bulky lab coat and safety glasses. "How are you coming over there, Bob?"

"I... I'm almost f... finished, thanks. You can g... go home now if you'd l... like."

"Ah, you forget, this tower is my home," she said taking her glasses off.

"Oh, r... right. To your room then."

She smiled. "Listen, I was thinking, you're almost done right? So what if I stay and help you out and then we can go change, get dressed up or something and have dinner at Los Molinos. I'll pay."

Bob's eyes went wide like a deer in headlights. Los Molinos was a higher end restaurant at the tower and mainly had two person tables. "Y... you mean like a d... d... date?" He flushed.

"Yeah, I guess so," she said casually. "How about it?"

"I... I... I don't know if I really have the t... time."

"What else are you going to do? Sit in your room and go over notes before sleeping?"

"Well, a... actually I intended to..."

"Okay, forget I asked. I'll see you tomorrow, okay Bob?" She took off her lab coat and hung it up.

"Yeah, o... okay." He went back to his work and didn't even see her leave. All the while he mentally cursed himself for not being able to say a simple thing like 'of course, I'd love to go to dinner.'




Invid Invasion Ch. 15



Trump Towers - 5 days ago

Irene, Kitty and Thunder were walking down the hall on the 66th floor, deciding that they hadn't had a dinner together lately and it was about due. "Hey sexy," someone called out from down the hall. Irene recognized it as Janice's voice.

"Hey you," Irene said happily. "You want to come to dinner with us?"

"Oh, no I can't, sorry babe. I've got plans with someone." She winked. "But if you want to catch up just come by my room later."

"Sure, I'll try. Have a good time,"

"You too," Janice replied and headed off.

"That is the third time today we have been stopped in the hall by someone calling you sexy."

"Hah, I think Irene has banged half the tower by now," Kitty said

"Not half," Irene said defensively. "Only about two hundred or so."

"Two hundred?" Thunder said appalled. "Two hundred?"

"I told you," Kitty said to him quietly. Irene heard it nonetheless.

"Well... fifty were on one night alone so I don't really count them."

"Two hundred fifty?" Thunder said just as shocked as before.

"Well more like two nights of fifty so I would say closer to three hundred," Irene clarified trying to remain defensive. "But I liked all of them. It's not really that much. I mean we've been here three weeks, so that's like... twenty days which is only like fifteen people a day."

Kitty sighed. But before she could respond they were at the first strip of restaurants and Irene clutched her arm, seeing someone in the crowd up ahead. "Oh no, not him." She turned Kitty around quickly and kissed her hard on the mouth. Kitty flailed vainly but Irene's grip was too strong and she kept the brunette's back to him at all times. The kiss lasted about thirty seconds and Irene finally broke it off after seeing him enter the elevator. "Thanks," Irene said to Kitty gratefully.

Kitty wiped her mouth off. "Don't mention it."

"Who was he, anyway," Thunder asked.

"Let me just put it this way: don't ever let a guy cum in your ass. He thinks he like owns you or something after that and never leaves you alone until he can do it again. Just do girls. They don't get so emotional afterwards."

"Hah, good advice," Thunder said wholeheartedly. "Especially in my case."

"Why just in your case?" Irene asked. She still didn't understand that some people preferred just one sex.

"Never mind," Thunder said simply. "Let's just find a restaurant."

The three friends ended up sitting down at a place called "Friendly John's" and ordered the usual hamburgers. "So when do you think Andrea will be back?" Thunder asked just making conversation.

"Who knows," Kitty said. "I just hope it's soon. I miss her."

"Me too," Irene added. "She'll be back on Saturday though."

"This Saturday? Three days from now? How do you know that?"

"Claire told me."

"Who's Claire?" Kitty was pressing for validation.

"Another Invid, travelling with Andrea."

"There's another one with her now?" Thunder said.

"Yeah. As of a couple days ago."

A sudden unexplained look passed over Kitty's face. "I have to go." She stood up and hurried to the bathroom. 

"What do you suppose is wrong with her?" Thunder asked a little concerned.

"I don't know," Irene said casually. "Maybe she just has to pee real bad."

Kitty locked the door behind her, and rushed to the sink. She bent over it, feeling like she was about to throw up, but the feeling passed and nothing came of it. She looked at herself in the mirror to see her face and neck covered in sweat.

"Oh God," she said to herself. Andrea's absence had affected her more than she knew and she had found herself unbelievably relieved to find out that her lover was fine and would be back in only three short days. "Damn-it, don't be such a panicky bitch," Kitty said to herself in the mirror. "She's fine, and she'll be back in a couple days."

Kitty turned the tap on and splashed some water on her face. It felt good and she started to relax. Damn had she missed her. And not knowing whether Andrea was dead or alive at any given point had been killing her. The only way she had made it as far as she did was by trying to ignore it.

The more traditional feelings of relief started to wash over her and she felt a happy tingling in her cheeks which surprised her by spreading down to her breasts and eventually reaching her pussy. She started to get wet, not even consciously aroused by anything. The familiar warm tingling in her breasts caused her to casually move a hand up and rub one through her clothes.

'Man am I glad she's okay," Kitty thought to herself as a rush of pleasure caused her nipple to jut against the fabric of her shirt. She hadn't had an orgasm since before Andrea left. 'Hell, not since before she ended up in prison a couple months ago,' she realized. She had always been too worried about her to concentrate on it. But now, she realized, she was more than a little horny. 

Her right hand moved under her shirt and lifted the bottom up to expose her stomach as it found her small breast, intending to massage it at the source. Her nipple quickly grew harder and she slipped her other hand inside the waistband of her pants. Her fingers brushed past trimmed pubic hairs and reached its target.

Kitty moaned, surprising herself as her finger pressed into her warm moist insides. She curled it up to press against her G spot while at the same time doing her best to rub her clit with her thumb. Unfortunately her coordination wasn't great so she took the hand away from her breasts and slipped it past her waistband to join the other. "Ohhh," she tried to stay quiet so as not to alert the entire restaurant as to what she was doing.

Her right hand began circling her clit while her left had two fingers pump in and out of her pussy, quickly covering them in natural lubrication. Her nipples felt painfully tight and she wished someone was there to pay attention to them but only having two hands she did the best she could.

With weak knees she pressed on relentlessly until her sex burned with the same need as her nipples and she increased speed with both hands. "Unnnnnhhhhhh," she moaned out as the first pulse from orgasm washed over her. She held her fingers perfectly still, not daring to move them and risk ruining the moment. "Ahhhh," she moaned again as the second wave hit her. She fell gently to her knees and leaned her back against the wall. She could feel her two fingers inside her practically swimming in liquid as the third pulse moved through her. "Ooooh," was all she had left in her. She hadn't expected such a powerful - or quick - orgasm to hit her like that.

She rested with head against the wall for a minute and then pulled her hands away from her sex. The two fingers that had been inside her were shining with cum and she stared at them a moment before standing up. She washed her hands, still having trouble standing, and left the bathroom to head back to her table.

"Sorry guys," she said as she got over to the table.

"No problem," Thunder said. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, of course." She moved to sit and felt the same tension in her loins for a second time. She desperately wanted to feel something inside her once more. "You know what, I think I'm going to go to the room. I'll see you two later sometime. Sorry." She left in a beeline for the door.

"What do you suppose that was all about?" Thunder said to Irene.

"I don't know. Maybe I should drop by tonight and see her."

"Probably a good idea." Thunder took a drink of water. "That's good news about Andrea though, hey?" 

* * * *

Bob was in the lab once again, trying his best to avoid Karla at all costs. She had a look that said she wanted to talk to him most of the day, so he had spent most of the day moving at a frantic pace. When he finally stopped in his small but comfortable office, she caught up to him. "Hey, Bob!" She let herself into his office.

"Uh... h... hi, Karla. How's it g... going?"

"Fine, now that you have a chance to talk for a minute." She walked over towards him and he sat awkwardly down in his chair.

"A... actually, I am pretty b... busy..." He sat down in his chair and shuffled some papers around to try and look the part.

"I came here to apologize about yesterday. I shouldn't have left on you like that."

"Oh no, n... not at all. No w... worries."

"So I was thinking," she started to look a little awkward. This wasn't her first choice of things to ask, but she wanted to get him out on a date any way she could. "If you're not interested in getting something to eat, maybe we could go up to the pleasure dome on the top floor and..." Bob fell out of his chair. The pleasure dome was known for its sexual liberalness. In fact, that's pretty much all it was. Sex in any way you could imagine. "Are you okay?" Karla looked worried. She went around the desk to try and help him up.

"No, no I'm f... fine." He sat up on the floor quickly. He tried to put his chair upright in a hurry but fumbled with it and it fell back down with a clang. He tried once more but overcompensated and it tipped into his desk before hitting the ground once more. "S... sorry." He stood up quickly. "Must be b... broken or s... s... something."

"Uh huh," she said with a raised eyebrow. "So was that a "yes" fall or a "no" fall?"

"Uh, I... I'm still pretty busy, m... maybe some other time?" He said as if hoping that would discourage her.

"How about now? I have yet to meet a guy that didn't dream of going to the pleasure dome on a first date."

"Er... t... that may be so, but... but..." he sighed. "But I'm just not sure it's appropriate."

"Then what about dinner? What's inappropriate about dinner."

"W... well, I mean you're a scientist... I'm a s... s..."

"Scientist," she finished for him.

"Right. And it just w... wouldn't work."

"Because we're both scientists," Karla said sceptically.

"R... Right, right."

"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"

"Uh..." he used his forefinger to push the bridge of his glasses up on his nose, "I guess n... not."

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"Well, I uh... I uh... N... not as such, no."

"Come on a date with me Bob."

"I... I'll think about i... it."

"Okay. But I'll keep asking."

Bob nodded in acknowledgement and she left his office. With a sigh he sat down where his chair should have been. Unfortunately it was still on its side on the floor and he came crashing down.

Trump Towers - 4 days ago

Colonel Johnson was sitting in his office staring at the clock. He new he was on the short list for the job. He hit a button on the desk for his secretary, "Joan?"

"The results still aren't in yet, colonel. I'll let you know as soon as I hear anything."

"Thank-you."

"You're welcome."

He sat back in his chair and continued to wait. Time moved slower then it ever had in the past. An hour went by, followed by another one. He impatiently drummed his fingers on his desk and jumped up suddenly to a knock at his door. "Come in."

Joan entered the room with a saddened look. "I got the message from the general a moment ago."

Jack saw the expression on her face and his smile turned to a frown. "I see."

"Apparently they want to have a word with you right away."

He sighed and stood up. "Thanks. Un-cancel the rest of my meetings this afternoon. I'll be back as soon as they've talked to me."

"No you won't," she said blatantly.

"What do you mean?" He was surprised at the frankness of her statement.

Her sad face slowly turned into a smile. She couldn't keep up with the joke anymore. "I mean you got the position! Congratulations General."

He stared at her in shock for a moment before it sunk in. "Don't you ever, ever do that to me again." His own face turned into a smile. "But thanks for making it memorable." He felt light on his feet as he swung around the desk and grabbed the coat for his dress uniform. "See you in a bit!" He hurried out of his office and closed the door behind him. Joan was just heading back to her desk when the office door popped open and he stuck his head through. "Re-cancel those meetings for me will you?"

Joan smiled. "Good-bye."

"Bye." He closed the door behind him. 

* * * *

Jack stepped into the large boardroom to a standing ovation. The other 9 generals were all men and were standing beside their chairs clapping while the 10th person in the room; a five star general by the name of Hoins, stood seriously at the tables head. The clapping slowed to nothingness and Hoins spoke. "Now that we've properly welcomed this councils new chief military advisor, I'd like to get right down to business."

Jack sat down in the open seat and the others did the same. They looked towards Hoins, already focused on their jobs. "The first thing I want to discuss today focuses around someone that I do believe our newest general knows something about." A series of computer screens rose out of the desk. One for each person around the table. It had a picture of Andrea on it and a brief bio.

"Her name, as you can see is Andrea Robertson. She was in the country for a period of about two months before leaving on a trade jet up to Salt Lake City. Most of that time however she spent in prison for assaulting two coalition officers. Her attack was proven justified by General Johnson here but nonetheless an attack was made.

"General, would you care to elaborate on some of her movements for the last month?"

Jack cleared his throat. "I've been following her actions more as a matter of personal interest and I'd just like to say before I get going here that having met her on several occasions, I think she's a person of the highest character and that despite how all this seems, she would never do anything to hurt the human race as a whole."

"Very well, go on Jack."

Jack looked at some notes. "She arrived in Salt Lake City about 6 weeks ago to aid her brother for unknown reasons. Shortly after that, the Invid attacked the town and killed all the gang members within it. Andrea left, and made her way to York."

"Why York?"

"Well sir, sources indicate that she was going after a gang member for some reason but that's all I have. As you know our intelligence is thin in that region." General Hoins nodded and Jack continued. "Upon arriving in York she somehow infiltrated the city and the duke's palace. Within a few days she assumed the title of "duchess" and upon killing The Duke, took control of the town and proclaimed herself its new leader.

"She then moved further south and through an unknown series of events approached an Invid hive only to reappear in the city of Chetumal, Mexico.

"In Mexico intelligence provided a few more details. Apparently she was somehow enslaved by a man using the simple alias of 'Jason.' He was holding a tournament in which the victor won their freedom, along with three other competitors of their choice who then became the victor's personal slaves. Andrea won and upon leaving with her three slaves, she killed Jason and buried him in an obscure location. When we dug his grave out again to examine the body he had disappeared. That was only a few days ago, but as of right now I'm not exactly sure where she is."

"I see," Hoins said. He looked down at his monitor. "I'm upgrading her threat status to level one." There were a couple of surprised murmurs around the table.

"Um, sir," Jack said, trying to interrupt as elegantly as possible. "Threat level one is used for hostile militaries and countries. It's never been used on an individual before."

"I'm aware of that, Johnson. But apparently, my intelligence is a little more thorough. The place in Chetumal is a veritable arms depot. There is enough weaponry and material to comfortably outfit a decently-sized military force and that's exactly what I believe she's doing. She sent three truckloads of supplies along with a dozen other heavy vehicles towards York and another six heavy vehicles and two truckloads to the border town she single handedly "liberated" a few months ago. That said, you still have the most knowledge about her, General. What do you suggest we do about it?"

"Honestly?" Jack said thinking it over, "try very, very hard to make her our friend." 

* * * *

Karla shoved Bob into a janitors closet. She had been following him for a few hours waiting for the right moment when no one was watching. "I decided I'm not going to keep asking," she said and pressed him up against the back wall. Aggressively, she kissed him on the mouth.

"Wh... wha... what do you mean by t... that?" Bob said after backing away from the kiss.

Karla smiled. "Guess." She grabbed the waist of her shirt and in one fluid motion pulled it over her head and off her body. She wasn't wearing a bra and when her breasts came into view she had her arms up, so they sat high on her chest in a slight oval shape. Bob's gaze was immediately drawn towards them and then down the soft features of her stomach and rib cage until his eyes reached the waistband of her pants.

"I uh... I... I don't think this is a... a... appropriate, seeing as how we w... work together." Despite his words, he was still looking at her chest. He suddenly realized that fact and looked away quickly, turning to face the wall. "P... perhaps you should get d... dressed."

"What if I don't want to get dressed?" Karla said seductively. Bob heard her shuffling around in the closet briefly and then she pressed up behind him. She reached around and put her hands on his shoulders. She whispered into his ear, "I know you're nervous, but you don't have to be."

"I... I... I'm not nervous," he said very unconvincingly.

"Good." She began moving her hands down his arms and once reaching his elbows, let go and moved them to his waist. He gasped slightly and flinched when her hand went into the front of his pants. Karla could immediately feel his hard cock and when she stroked her fingers along it and reached the head, it started to twitch.

"Ah, ah, ah," Bob grunted quietly and Karla felt wetness on her fingers. He was already coming. "I... I'm sorry." He pulled her hand out and put his own hand to the crotch of his slacks. He started to shuffle passed her to get out of the closed. "I should go." Karla could see he was red in the cheeks. Embarrassed more than anything, she figured.

"You're not going anywhere." She put an arm out to stop him from passing and he looked at her again to find her now fully naked. "I didn't get undressed for nothing."

Bob looked down at a wet patch on his pants. "I... I think I already f... f... finished."

Karla smiled again showing dimples and white teeth. "You haven't even begun yet." She brought her two cum slick fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean. Bob made a disgusted face.

"Doesn't that taste b... bad?"

"Nope. Not at all. Just a little salty." She grabbed hold of him and pulled him towards her slowly but strongly. "Now come here." She kissed him on the mouth. He was a little hesitant at first, partially because it was a kiss and partially because of what was just in her mouth.

The two eventually parted and Karla reached for his pants. "You okay?" she asked, giving him one chance to back out.

He looked around nervously for a minute and then nodded. "B... but what if y... you get pregnant?"

"I'm on the pill, I can't get pregnant." She pulled down his pants with one fluid motion.

"The p... pill?" He looked at her quizzically

"Yeah the birth control pill." She dropped to her knees.

"I... I've never heard of that. H... How does it w... work?"

"It controls estrogen levels by..." She noticed Bob's captivated stare. It was the same look he gave when he was trying to make a scientific discovery of some sort. She realized her mistake and stopped there, not planning to let him get any more distracted. Without further hesitation, she took his limp dick into her mouth.




Invid Invasion Ch. 16



A not so short author's note: This chapter is the longest one yet, so you better grab a coffee and get comfortable cause here we go! Also there's a milestone in this chapter that I have interrupted the story to point out... Hey, someone's gotta feed my ego, even if it's me! So there you have it... it's late because it's well over 100 pages long.

It's going to take a while to get into the sex here. I have a lot of housekeeping to do in terms of storyline. But don't worry, it's coming and I think the scenes are pretty good if I do say so myself... And on that note, please let me know how you think the five girl scene compares to the pleasure dome sequence.

As usual, mail me comments/suggestions/death threats etc. at (invidwriter@hotmail.com) – Even if you have to resort to just saying "cool story." Feedback has been slowing down so get your asses in gear! :) I need that stuff to function and if you truly want me to finish off this story over the next few months I'm gonna need some good ol' encouragement! And as always, I have msn messenger, so if you want to add me to your contact list just use the email address above.

Note: For all those who live outside of a box and know a little about geography. I apologize for spelling "Chile" wrong last chapter. If I have any fans from there I apologize and I choose to blame the error on my spell check, which incorrectly corrected my original misspelling of "Chili." 

Man... If I had spelled "USA" wrong they probably would have declared war on me... (ha ha just a little political commentary joke there folks... ba dum dum)

Chapter 16: Withdrawal

"Andrea stood on the stage in Oaxaca and took a deep breath. There were a lot more people gathered around then she had expected to see. It wasn't a large town, but when three quarters of the population came out to gather in one spot it certainly looked bigger. That, in combination with the fact that Andrea could barely stand thanks to a few broken ribs that had yet to heal (among other things), was making it difficult to concentrate on the matter at hand.

To make things worse, there was no mic to speak through so she had to yell everything. "Hello," she waited for everyone to silence themselves before speaking again. They were actually quite respectful and were quiet within a few seconds. "As most of you know, my name is Andrea Robertson and I helped to get the Coalition to withdraw from town a few months ago."

There was a cheer and Andrea frowned. She didn't want to be a hero right now, she just wanted them to listen to her. Eventually they were quiet again. "I've recently come across a large stash of weapons and vehicles, some of which I have brought here as gifts, so that Oaxaca can better defend itself in the future if need be." They started to clap again but Andrea held up a hand, not wanting to be interrupted while she had a good thought process going.

"I do have a request that I would like to ask all of you, which your mayor has agreed to put to a vote. Although the equipment is an unconditional gift, I would appreciate it that should a time arise when a greater military force is necessary to safeguard the lives of people, not just in this town, but elsewhere, that I be allowed to take command of the vehicles and military volunteers until the crisis is over.

"In short, I'm just asking that you trust me if something comes up and to know that whatever I ask, I'm asking for humanity and not myself. There's big things happening on the horizon. Some of them great and some of them dangerous. In the case of the later, we need to be prepared to do the right thing. Thanks for your time."

This time the crowd was mostly quiet. They talked amongst themselves and shifted out of the square to voting tents set up around the edge of the park. Andrea stepped off stage to see Aria and Ed standing there. "Damn do I suck at public speaking."

Ed smiled, "ah thought it was good."

"And I don't know what the fuck you're thinking," Aria said. "You fucking gave away tanks... for free, and now you expect out of the goodness of their hearts that they're going to fight and die for you whenever you ask for it. What a fucking joke."

Andrea grabbed her ribs unconsciously as she began to walk forward. They still hurt an awful lot. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."

"I just don't fucking sugar coat everything, that's all. If you can't take it, go back to bed."

"Don't be a bitch. I'm trying my best here."

"Did Andrea just call me a bitch?" Aria faked surprise, "me, a bitch? I think I'm going to go cry myself to sleep now."'

"Fuck off, I'm not in the mood for your attitude."

"Oh well, if you're not in the mood I better fuck off then..." Aria started walking away. "Whore," she muttered under her breath before disappearing into the crowd.

"What's up her ass?" Ed asked looking at her with a bit of confusion as she walked away.

"Who the hell knows. Come on, I have to go sit down." Andrea walked away from the stage and sat down on a bench away from the crowd.

"You okay?"

Andrea sighed. "Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm just sore. Feeling better though so it's only a matter of time. Once these votes come in we can go back to Trump Towers and use their medical bay. It should do a better job. Get me feeling well within the week."

"Well that's good. How's your bullet wound feeling?"

"That's been fine for a while. That Invid goo really did the job."

"Good." The two stayed silent for a while and eventually a tall man in a suit approached. He was clean cut and carried an aura of authority with him. He was the mayor. 'He's taken to the position fast,' Andrea thought to herself.

"Andrea," he said offering her a hand. She stood up and took it. "Just wanted to let you know we're counting as the votes come in and it looks like a pretty clear "yes" to your proposal. So far about ninety percent are saying they'd be willing to join up with you if you need them."

Andrea smiled, "that is good news. What about you? You're still okay with this?"

"Hah," he said. "Without you my position would be meaningless. I am quite willing to assist in whatever way I can."

"There is one thing you can do in the mean time," Andrea said, an idea suddenly hitting her.

"Anything."

"Open up trade relations with whatever non-coalition towns you can. Hell, open up any relations. Just start making friends."

"And I thought you were going to ask for something hard," he said with a smile. "I intended to do that very thing."

"Good. And be sure to send someone to York. They'll be a good ally."

The mayor raised an eyebrow quizzically, "I thought York was independent. Some kind of dictator."

"They were," Andrea said with a smile. "Not anymore."

"Ah, I see," he tapped his nose secretively. "I'll be sure to contact them immediately." He looked her up and down quickly, noticing her still clutching her ribs and standing rather shakily in the brisk wind. "Go lay down, Andrea. I will come find you when the rest of the results are in."

Andrea nodded, "thanks. I'll see you in a few hours."

"Yes you will." 

* * * *

The party was moving again. Aria had found her way back to the jeep and Andrea had found enough energy to sit in the passenger seat.

As expected, the vote was a clear win for Andrea, so the group had decided to make haste for Trump Towers. It was only a two day ride and Andrea was looking forward to some proper medical care, not to mention seeing Kitty, Thunder, and the rest of the group. It had been a few months since last she saw most of her friends and she had to admit she was feeling a little lonely. Time couldn't have passed slower for Andrea, as the jeep carefully trekked along the road.

Eventually Trump Towers came into view. No matter how many times she saw it, Andrea still found herself in awe of the huge building. There was a larger military presence around the building, including two helicopters doing wide circles around the suburbs and a tank on each side of the road when they entered the city. There was a blockade set up with a lifting arm and Andrea gestures for Aria to stop the jeep. Ed, Tracy, Lee and Claire were in a truck behind them and it pulled to a gentle stop at the same time. 

A coalition guard in the standard black armor and skull shaped helmet walked up to Aria's side of the jeep. "Name and reason for entering the city please."

Aria glared up at him from her seat. "Joe fuckin' blow." She turned to Andrea, "who are these clowns anyway? Is that skull armor supposed to be intimidating?"

"Aria, not now," Andrea said hoping she could get her to stop before she really got going. She didn't have much luck.

Aria pointed to his helmet, "fuck, I'll eat my breakfast out of that damn thing if you don't let us by."

Andrea sighed and the Coalition officer took a more aggressive stance. He waved for backup and another officer started to come over. "Miss., you are aware it's a criminal offence to threaten a Coalition officer."

"It's a God damn life threatening offence to tell me what to do, asshole."

Andrea reached out to put a hand on Aria's shoulder. She had briefly changed out of her spiked armor since it probably wasn't too comfortable in long car rides. "Aria, shut the hell up."

The officer approaching had his rifle in ready position but not yet pointed. Andrea wanted to keep it that way. Andrea opened the door to get out of the car and his hand shot to his sidearm. He drew it but kept it pointed at the ground. "Stay in the car."

Andrea stopped. "Can I talk to you in private, please?"

He looked to his back up and after a moments hesitation waved a few people over. "Very well." When they arrived he walked around the vehicle and opened Andrea's door the rest of the way. Andrea got out and the two took a few steps away from the other. 

When they were clear Andrea said, "my name's Andrea Robertson. I'm a friend of Colonel Jack Johnson."

"Look, Ms. Roberson..."

"Andrea," she interrupted.

"Look, Andrea." The guard holstered his weapon and seemed to be a little more trusting of her. "I understand your frustration with your friend but I don't care if you are friends with a colonel. After behaviour like that I can't let you or your friends into the city, even with special permission from the colonel."

"What? Since when did the suburbs require extra security?"

"Since 50,000 people arrived in one month. Apparently Trump Towers is getting quite the reputation as a safe haven. We can't keep up that reputation if we have too high an influx of people in a short time period."

"I have friends already in the tower."

"I don't care who you know in the tower. Your friend can not enter the city."

Andrea sighed. She looked over at Aria who seemed to be arguing with one of the replacement guards. "Can you just call Colonel Johnson and see what he says?"

"Fine, but unless he's willing to go to someone on the council on your behalf there's nothing I can do." The officer, whom Andrea had now deduced was a sergeant, pressed a button on his wrist. "Sergeant Cruise to central, can you put me on with a Colonel Jack Johnson please?"

Andrea crossed her arms and waited. She looked back to Aria to see her arguing more heatedly with the officer by the jeep. "Aria, for the last time, back off," Andrea shouted. She was getting angry.

"There is no Colonel Jack Johnson, Ms.," the guard said.

"Yes there is," Andrea said firmly. "I've met with him more than once."

He went back to the radio. "Do you have any Jack Johnson's at all?" There was a short pause. "Look him up, see when he was a colonel." The sergeant waited for a while longer then he turned to Andrea. "How long since you were at the tower last?"

"Two and a half months or so. Why?"

The guard ignored her and returned to the radio, "put me through then." Andrea was getting a little more impatient. She looked to see Aria sitting quietly in the drivers seat. 

"Finally," Andrea breathed out.

"What's that Ms.?" The guard said. Andrea gestured her head to Aria who was now watching the two of them. "Ah yes."

"What the fuck are you two looking at," Aria shouted at them. The sergeant casually looked away.

"Ah, good afternoon, sir," the sergeant said into his radio. "Yes, sir. Yes, sir. No, sir, I apologize but there is a woman here named Andrea Robertson that claims she knows... Yes, sir. Of course, right away, sir." He pressed the same button on his wrist and looked to Andrea. "You can all go on ahead. Sorry about any inconvenience."

"No problem," Andrea said, a little surprised at the quick shift of direction the conversation had taken. She started walking back to the jeep and he came with her to wave off the backup.

"You're friend is a general now," he said as Andrea climbed into the passenger seat. "He'll be waiting for you at the tower entrance."

"Thank-you," she said. "Come on, let's go," she said to Aria. The jeep started moving again and traveled through the busy city streets. There definitely were a lot more people than last time she was here. Most of them were set up in tents along the side of the road, giving the crowded area a down right claustrophobic feel. It was definitely a case of overpopulation.

The two vehicles arrived at the base of the tower a few minutes later to see General Johnson standing outside with a smile on his face. Once Aria stopped the car, Andrea got out and he walked over to her. "Andrea, good to see you. I heard you had some trouble at the gate."

"Nothing we didn't deserve," Andrea said shooting a glare at Aria. "Thanks for the assist."

"No problem. I heard Salt Lake City didn't end very well."

"You could say that," Andrea said a little saddened. "We did have one spot of good luck though."

"Oh? What's that?"

Andrea had a sudden feeling that he knew more than he was letting on. She tried not to dwell on it. "We found a missing person from the city." By that point Ed and the three women were getting out of the truck and Andrea gestured backwards. "Her name's Lee. We'll have to track down her father but I'm sure it won't be too difficult."

"Wait," he said looking over. "Lee Holland?"

"Yeah, I think that's it." She waved to Lee. "Lee come here." Lee hustled over with a bit of a jog while Tracy watched from beside the truck. Jack seemed a little dumbfounded. "What's wrong?" Andrea asked him.

"Is everything okay?" Lee said as she joined the other two.

"Are you okay?" Jack said to Lee. The young woman nodded. Jack looked seriously at Andrea. "I can't decide whether you're trying to get on the Coalition's good side, or if you're just really damn lucky."

"Well I'm sure as hell not trying to get on their good side and I wouldn't consider three broken ribs and some internal bleeding lucky. Why?" Andrea was starting to put two and two together. "Who's your father Lee?"

"General Holland. He's the economic advisor on the counsel."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Andrea asked.

Jack went over to a guard at the door. "Can you call General Holland down here right away please?" The guard nodded and Jack joined the two women once more. 

Lee was answering Andrea's question. "I figured that's why I was abducted. For a ransom or something. I didn't want everyone to know."

"Well you're okay now," Jack said to her.

"I know. I uh..." she started to get a little teary eyed. "Sorry, I think it's all catching up to me now. Seeing the tower and everything, you know?" She wiped her eyes.

"Why don't you go sit down for a minute, okay?" Andrea said. Lee nodded and sat down on a bench near by. Tracy came over to make sure she was okay.

"Wow," Jack said. "It seems like we owe you one. Do you know why she was kidnapped?"

Andrea shook her head. "No idea, but the guy who did it is dead."

"Okay. I'm sure they'll want to debrief you as soon as possible. Did you say you have three broken ribs?"

Andrea nodded. "Minor internal bleeding, lots of bruising, a bullet through the leg and a bladder infection to boot."

"Damn. You're sure good at getting into trouble. What the hell happened to you?"

"It's a long story."

"Well I'd love to hear it when we get a chance."

"And I'd love to tell it once I pay the hospital a visit."

"Of course. I can arrange for rooms for your friends if you'd like and in the mean time we'll get you patched up. Considering who's daughter you saved I'm sure they'll be willing to spend whatever it takes to make it a quick recovery."

At that point a tall broad shouldered man of about forty walked out of the tower in a generals uniform. He saw Lee immediately and jogged over to give her a hug. Andrea couldn't hear what they were saying but after a few minutes the general came over to Andrea.

"Ms. Robertson." He was all smiles.

"Just Andrea is fine."

"I've heard a lot about you Andrea. It appears I owe you a great deal. Thank-you very much." He took Andrea's hand and shook it briskly. Andrea cringed a bit from a stabbing pain in her ribs.

"You're welcome."

Jack spoke up, "Andrea was just telling me she suffered some injuries over the last few days. Some broken ribs and the like."

"Injuries? Not while getting my daughter free I hope."

"Yes and no. It was kind of all part of a bigger process."

"Come inside then already," Holland said. "We'll get you to the infirmary right away. Are your friends all okay?"

"I think Tracy has got some minor injuries as well," Andrea pointed her out. "All in all, we did pretty well I think. It's just been a busy couple weeks."

"It certainly sounds that way. If you and your friend wants to come with me I'm taking Lee to the infirmary now for a check-up."

Andrea nodded and gestured Tracy over. Jack turned to look at Aria, Ed and Claire. "I'll start those three on the search process."

"Skip it," Andrea said without hesitation.

"Andrea, I can't just skip it for anyone you tell me too."

Andrea knew Claire's genetics would show up on the scan so she didn't want to submit so easily. "Not with all the crap Irene and I have dealt with in the past. Skip it."

"I told you, I can't just skip it." Andrea stared him down and he was showing signs of cracking. After a few more seconds he finally caved. "Alright, fine. I'll skip it. But I'm still putting a locater chip in them. I'll do it personally."

Andrea nodded. "Fine."

"Can we get you to the hospital now?"

Andrea nodded again and went inside with Tracy, Lee and General Holland. They entered without any kind of search and Andrea still clutched her side as she hobbled down the hallway after them. It was a short trip to the elevators and from there to the hospital floor. From there the doctors wasted no time getting to the three of them. Andrea quickly found herself sitting on a bed with a curtain drawn around her and Jack asking annoying questions from the other side. She was currently being assisted out of her tank top when Jack spoke up again. "So then you left Salt Lake City for York with the intent of going after the Blue Leader. What did you intend to do when you found him?"

Andrea sighed. More questions about her thoughts and intents instead of actions. "I don't know. I was just pissed off. I figured I'd decide when I found him." The doctor was now undoing a cloth that had been tightly wrapped around her ribs, just below her now exposed breasts. He got it off and winced.

"That must hurt like hell," he said looking at the bruising. "How long since it happened?"

At the same time Jack was asking, "so what happened when you got to York?"

"Can you just give me like... ten minutes Jack?"

Andrea heard some shuffling on the other side of the curtain. "Yeah, sure. Of course. Sorry, don't know what I was thinking." She heard him walk away.

"It happened a week ago today. All I've been able to do is put ice on it and wrap it. Another doctor tried to set them but that's about it."




Invid Invasion Ch. 16



"Okay, what I would recommend is putting you under for some minor surgery. I can fuse them back together with a laser and that should return you to a more comfortable state. The swelling I can help reduce but they'll be tender for a few weeks, if not longer."

"You can fuse them back together?"

"Sure, the technology has been around for more than ten years. I assure you it's perfectly safe."

"What about the internal bleeding? And the infection?"

"Well the antibiotics you've been taking has cleared up your bladder but I'll give you some more to take for another week just to be on the safe side. And as for the internal bleeding," he felt around Andrea's stomach. "I'm pretty sure that's stopped now. I'll run some tests to make sure but just don't do any physical activity for a week or two until it finishes healing."

"So you're saying in a weak or two I'll be 100% with this minor surgery?"

"Yeah, that about sums it up. Although you may feel a little weaker then normal. That'll fix itself with a couple weeks of a normal exercise routine. Do you mind lifting up your pant leg so I can take a look at your bullet wound?" Andrea lifted it up to show the wound almost completely healed. "How long ago did you say this happened?"

"Ten days."

"Ten days? Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"It's healed remarkably well. Did you use any special treatment on it?"

Andrea remembered the Invid protoplasm. "No. Nothing special."

He raised a sceptical eyebrow, "well there's no point in doing any further treatment. I'll just run an x-ray on it to make sure the bullet didn't damage the bone." Andrea nodded and he went on, "we're going to be at least a few hours, plus a few hours of recovery time from the sedation. I'll tell your general friend to come back in the morning and you can answer all his questions then. Sound good?"

Andrea nodded. "Sure. Let's get this over with." She paused, thinking for a minute, "can I ask a question?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"Is Bob Higgins on the medical staff? I know he was thinking about accepting a position."

"Bob Higgins," the doctor clucked his tongue. "Short, skinny guy? Glasses? Kind of a nasal voice?"

"Yeah that's him."

"Yup, he's on the staff."

"Can he be present at the surgery?"

"I suppose so. He's more on a research end of things instead of actually practicing on patients at the moment though"

"He doesn't have to do it, I just want him to be there to watch it."

"I suppose we could arrange that."

"Good." 

* * * *

Andrea woke up in a haze. Her vision was a little blurry but it soon came into focus to see a dimmed light on the roof. She felt someone holding her hand and looked over to see Kitty smiling. "How do you feel?"

"Sleepy," Andrea said and closed her eyes again. "What's new?"

"Hah, not much. I've missed you."

"Missed you too." Kitty leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the lips.

"This Jack guy has been sitting outside of your doorway the whole time. You want me to let him in?"

Andrea sighed. "Yeah, sure."

"Okay. I'll be right outside. Give me a call if you need anything okay?"

"You got it." Andrea opened her eyes to watch Kitty leave and as she did so, Jack entered.

"Here to continue debriefing me?"

"Heh," he sat down on the chair beside the bed. "Sorry about that. The rest of the council wanted to know what was going on really badly and I got a little carried away. I'm just here to make sure you're okay."

Andrea smiled. "You waited outside of my room to make sure I was okay? How long have you been there?"

"Since the operation ended a few hours ago."

"That's really sweet. Why didn't you come in?"

"I didn't know if you'd want me to or not. Your friend didn't have to leave, you know. She wants to see you more than I do I think."

"You can let her back in. I haven't seen her a couple months and I think she's really missed me."

Jack nodded. "Good to see you again, Andrea. Sorry I didn't say that earlier."

"It's good to see you too Jack." He started to leave, "before you go, how is Lee and Tracy doing?"

"Tracy has some bruising that is mostly cleared up and a couple cuts and the like. She's fine. Lee's the same. Although the Doc did find something on Lee. She said she didn't tell the general on Lee's request but wanted someone to know. Apparently Lee has a bunch of small bruises on her collar bone as well as some... um... other areas. The Doc thinks they're just hickey's but was worried that whoever gave them to her may be playing a little too rough. You have any idea who caused them?"

"Yeah, but you should ask Lee about that. I'm pretty sure it's nothing serious."

"Okay, if you say so. Come find me once your up and about. We can finish your debriefing."

"Sure."

Jack left and let Kitty back in. "Are you sure you're okay?" She said as soon as she closed the door behind her.

"I'm sure," Andrea said smiling.

"So what happened to you?"

"It's kind of a long story."

"We got time."

Andrea nodded. She began relaying the last couple months events to her, minus her encounter with the Masters.

"Wow," was all Kitty could say when Andrea was finished. "Can I ask a question?"

"Sure."

"Why are you building an army?"

Andrea widened her eyes a bit. "Why do you say I'm doing that?"

"Deploying weapons, tanks, speeches about how people should come help you if something comes up. What's it all about?"

"It's kind of complicated Kitty. Suffice it to say, things are getting complicated now and there's no one left to fight for the general population. I think if we're going to rebuild the world, we need to do it with choices that the majority agree on, not forced order like the Coalition is giving us, or inhibited growth, like the Invid have been giving us. We need something of our own, you know?"

"Yeah I guess you're right. It's just... When I started travelling with you, I didn't expect to be staying with a world power, you know?"

Andrea laughed. "I'm hardly a world power. I'm just doing my best to make a difference that's all."

"Hah, I guess so." Kitty paused for a moment. "Do you mind if I lay down with you?"

"Of course not," Andrea moved over carefully and Kitty lied down. She put her arm over Andrea and closed her eyes content.

"I'm glad you're back."

"Me too," Andrea said. "Me too." 

* * * *

"Andrea?" The voice belonged to Irene's but all she could see around her was blackness. Andrea had been released from the hospital late that night and had gone straight up to a room to sleep. But the door was locked and there was no way Irene could be in the room. Andrea turned on a light just to be sure. No one was there but Irene's voice came again, "Andrea?"

"Hello?" Andrea said out loud.

"Hi, it's me."

"I know it's you, where are you."

"In your head. I didn't know if this would work but I'm really glad it did."

"How are you doing this? I thought only the Regis and the Brains could talk in my head like this."

"Well normally that would be true, but I heard from the All Mother that you're part telepathic, among other things and I thought I'd try."

"Uh huh... Well I guess it works," Andrea said turning off the light and getting comfortable again. "Can I go to sleep now?"

"Oh yeah, sure. Sorry." Andrea closed her eyes and felt herself drifting off again. "Andrea?"

She sighed and opened her eyes instinctively. "What, Irene?"

"You should try this with a human and see if it works."

"I will..." She closed her eyes again and an afterthought hit her, "in the morning."

"Oh yeah, of course. Sorry for bugging you." Andrea closed her eyes and was nearly asleep again when Irene contacted her once more, "Andrea, are you still awake?"

"Mmm," Andrea grunted and rolled over. "What now?"

"I'm really glad you're back. I missed you."

"I missed you too. Now can I please go to sleep? I'll talk to you in the morning."

"Sure."

It took a while longer, but finally Andrea was convinced Irene was done, and she went to sleep. 

* * * *

"Andrea?" She was woken up once more but this time the voice wasn't in her head. It belonged to Jack and was followed by a furious pounding on the door. "Andrea, wake up."

"What? What is it?" She was awake pretty quickly and carefully sat up in bed. She noticed her ribs didn't hurt anymore.

"Open the door."

"Alright, alright." Andrea was naked as she always was when she slept and she was still in too much of a morning haze to remember that fact. She walked across the room and opened the door.

Jack was standing in the hall, not nearly as surprised as he could have been to see her undressed state. "Why is it that I see you naked more often then I did my ex-girlfriend?"

"Just lucky I guess?" Andrea said still groggy. She opened the door further so he could come in. "I think these pain killers are making me really tired. What time is it?" Jack entered and closed the door behind himself. Andrea was already on her way back to the bed. She sat down carefully before laying down on top of the covers.

"It's 9 am."

"9 am? I've been asleep for ten hours?"

"I don't know did you go to sleep at 11?"

"Yes, I went to sleep at 11," Andrea said with no humour. "Ha ha, let's all laugh at Andrea cause she can't do math."

"I think your math is fine."

"Mmm," Andrea said tucking herself back under the covers. "What are you doing here? If you still want to debrief me you can go fuck yourself. I'm not doing it half awake." Jack laughed. He was still standing by the door. "What's so funny?"

"Did you just tell me to go fuck myself?"

"I don't know. If you deserved it I probably did." Andrea closed her eyes, now tucked under the blankets.

"Before this morning, no one's ever said that to me before. And now I've got it twice. I guess I should work on my manners."

"That's right! No more waking up druggies." There was a pause for a while and Jack was beginning to think she went back to sleep. Suddenly she rolled over. "Wait, you said two times. Who's the other?"

"I talked to your friend Aria this morning. Well... I talked anyway. I'm still not entirely sure of everything she said with all the swearing. Something about my mother was in there too."

"Great. Way to go Aria." She twirled her finger in the air vainly and then put her arm back down.

"Man, I'd love to see what you're like drunk."

"You buying?"

"If it's as funny as this, yeah, I'll buy."

"Great. Tonight at eight." There was another short pause. "Is that what you came here for? To ask me out?"

Suddenly Jack looked a little nervous. "No, no of course not. Um... We found your brother."

"Tristen? What's that idiot doing here? He's supposed to be in York."

"No, not Tristen."

Andrea shot up to a sitting position. "Chris? Chris is here now? Is he okay?"

"He's fine. He's in the infirmary being checked out but it's just precautionary. He's got a broken arm from the crash but other then that nothing seems to be wrong."

"From the crash?" Andrea was standing again and looking for her pants. She eventually found them folded neatly on the chair. She grabbed for them and tried to put them on one leg at a time with fairly limited success.

"His shuttle crashed in Chile. He was the only one aboard... No, no wrong pant leg."

"Oh," Andrea said and turned them around. Jack moved over to her and put an arm around her upper back to help support her. With his help she got the first leg on. "So has he said anything yet? Are you sure it's him?"

"It's him alright. He looks like you. And yeah he's said a bit, but not much. I think he's figuring out what the situation is here before he says anything important." Andrea got the other pant leg on half way and nearly tripped. "Are you sure you want to be putting on leather pants right now? I imagine they're hard enough to get into as is."

"Are you calling me fat?" Andrea said standing up straight and looking at him rather aggressively.

"No, of course not. I'm just trying to say that in your current state..."

"My current fat state?"

"Your current drugged haze state... I'm saying that maybe you should be going for the sweatpants and baggy t-shirt look."

Andrea went back to her pants and pulled them up defiantly. "These will do fine." She looked around. "Where's my shirt?" Jack pointed to the same chair her pants were on. "Good," she said as she carefully put it on. The white tank-top bulged out a bit where the bandage was but other then that she looked relatively normal.

"Ready to go?" Jack asked.

"Ready. But can they give me anything to make me less stupid?"

Jack smiled, "I don't think they've invented that kind of medicine yet."

"You know what I mean," Andrea said still un-amused.

"We'll see what they can do."

Andrea followed him out of her room and into the elevator at the end of the hall. It was a short ride to the basement and Andrea soon found herself entering the infirmary. As she expected there was nothing the doctors could safely do to counteract the pain medication so instead, she was handed a large mug of coffee. She was already half way done drinking it by the time Jack and her arrived at Chris' door. Andrea knocked.

"Come in," said a familiar voice and Andrea opened the heavy wood door. She saw Chris immediately. It looked like he hadn't shaved in a few days and his arm was currently being put into a sling, but it was definitely him. "Hey 'sis."

Andrea barely had the brains to give her coffee cup to Jack before walking over and giving him a solid hug. "Ow, watch it," he said as she pressed on his arm.

"Oh, sorry." The two stared at each other a minute. "So how are you? Where have you been? What's happening with the R.E.F.? Are they coming back?"

"Slow down a minute." He looked around, "let me answer some of these questions in a more discreet spot okay?"

Andrea nodded. "But you are okay?"

"I'm fine, much to my surprise. I've never crashed from the air at 200 kph before." The nurse finished bandaging his arm and he turned to her, "Can I go now?"

"Yeah, sure. Just go easy on it."

"Hah, that makes two of us," Andrea added.

"What happened to you?" Chris said with a look of concern. The nurse left.

Andrea lifted up her shirt to just below her breasts to show the large bandage, "I broke three ribs."

"How did you do that?"

"Kicking someone's ass," Andrea said with a smile.

"Well at least you won," he said smiling back. He looked around the bleak hospital room, "do you want to get out of here? Maybe go to your room?"

"Yeah, sure. Do you mind if I catch up with you later Jack?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess that's okay. But do it soon. I have the entire council breathing down my neck for answers right now."

"Okay, great. Thanks." She took her coffee cup back and started walking towards the exit with Chris. 

* * * *

"How are Mom and Dad?" Chris said as Andrea closed the door to her room.

Andrea sighed, "they both died when the Invid first attacked. Calgary was one of the cities that got it the worst."

"Oh man..." he was visibly affected. "I mean, I originally assumed that you had all died but when I heard you were still alive, I thought..."

"You thought everyone else was too?"

He nodded. "What about Tristen?"

"He's okay. We had a falling out after it happened and parted ways. But we're back on good terms. He's in York now."

"New York?"

"No, just plain York. It's a barony city in Texas."

"Oh. And who are these Coalition losers? You're not with them are you?"

Andrea laughed. "No, I'm sure as hell not with them. They're pretty much a bunch of hard core racists against anyone who's not human. Aliens, or psychics and stuff."

"Don't tell me you believe in that psychic crap now."

"Well, I guess I'm starting to."

"Hm... whatever floats your boat I guess. How's Tristen doing?"

"Same old Tristen, that's for sure," Andrea said. "He's running the city now for me."

"Running the city for you?"

"It's a long story but yeah, basically."

"How the hell did you get put in charge of a city? I mean, I'm not criticizing, it's just a surprise is all."

Andrea looked a little sheepish, "I wasn't put in charge of it exactly. I more... took charge of it."

"You mean you took it over?"

"Well yeah, I guess so. But it's not like it was some democratically elected mayor. It was a tyrant who was abusing and taking advantage of the citizens." Andrea's mood was turning to one of frustration. She didn't want to be put on the spot for her actions.

"Andrea, you can't just take over a city and..."

"Why not? I saved the people, they have a better quality of living then they ever did. This isn't four years ago Chris. Things aren't so black and white anymore. There are no real governments at all, anywhere. It's all dictators and gangs in charge of places. There's only a few million people alive in North America and not many more down here. The human race needs someone to start organizing things again. Someone to put it all back together again."

"And you think that's you?"

"Why not? I don't see anyone else out here doing a better job."

"What about the Coalition?"

"Hah," Andrea scoffed. "Like you said they're a bunch of losers. The Coalition only knows how to kill things, not build them."

"Then what are you doing here, Andrea?"

"They're the second biggest power on the planet. If I can get them to see my side of things then we'll have a chance against the Invid."

"I see."

There was silence for a while and Andrea finally sat down. "Where did the R.E.F. go Chris? You guys must have seen the attack happen once you were clear."

He shook his head. "We were out of the solar system at full speed after the Masters. The Invid came from a different direction. We didn't know anything had happened until we sent our first transmission back a few days later. After that, every scout ship we sent was destroyed. The last one finally managed to transmit some data before the Invid got to it and we knew we wouldn't be able to take on a force that big. So we kept on our mission until we could think of something else."

"Is that why you're here?"

"I'm here because now we're fighting two wars and we're getting our butts kicked. We were doing well against the Masters but recently a group of Invid have been targeting us as well and we can't handle both of them. They sent me back to see if it was safe to come home and refuel. Now I've got to find a way to get back to them and give them the info."

"You mean you didn't have a way back?"

He shook his head. "No plan is perfect. This was pretty much their last hope. I'm surprised I made it this far to be honest."

"As much as I hate the idea of you leaving so soon, maybe the Coalition can help you with a way out of here."

"I'm not even sure if I want to leave. If I go back I'll just have to put up with another year of fighting until our reserves finally run out. After that, who knows, I'll probably be stranded on a planet somewhere, or dead." He thought for a minute. "Maybe both."

"That doesn't sound like you."

"A lot's changed sis.' A lot's changed." 

Andrea didn't know what to say. It was strange to have him come back with such a different attitude. He seemed a lot more pessimistic then he used to be.

There was an uneasy silence for about a minute when Andrea had decided she better break it. "We should probably go brief Jack."

Chris nodded.

* * * *

Andrea knocked on the frosted glass door. "Come in." It was a woman's voice. Andrea opened the door and she stepped in with Chris close behind. There was a large reception desk and three doorways leading into other areas. Andrea recognized Jack's secretary but couldn't remember the woman's name.

"Hi. Jack has been nagging me for hours to come talk to him."

"You must be Andrea," the secretary replied quickly. She didn't seem too impressed. "You can go right in." She gestured to a door.




Invid Invasion Ch. 16



Andrea and Chris entered his office to see a long room lined with what appeared to be ancient South American artefacts on pedastools all the way down each wall. His desk was square in the middle on the far side and he was sitting beside it. Andrea walked over, more then a little in awe of the collection and sat down in one of two comfortable leather chairs. Chris took the other. "You have quite the collection," Andrea said.

"It's my predecessors actually. I haven't had a chance to change out the office yet. Although after spending the last few days with them, I'm thinking of starting up my own collection. You two finally here to get the council off my back?"

"It would appear so," Andrea said relaxing further into the chair. "Where do you want me to start?"

"From the plane ride over, where else?"

Andrea nodded and told him (in brief) about the events in the plane. She went on to explain what happened in Salt Lake City and York before reaching an impass. She couldn't risk telling him about the Masters. The Invid would start the war again if they ever found out. And she wasn't too keen about telling him of her adventures in the Invid hive either. She figured he would be able to tell if she were to lie so instead she simply said that the section was private, and went on to the events that transpired after she was "mysteriously" taken prisoner in Chetumal, once again leaving out the fact that Claire is an Invid. She also omitted some of the more graphic sexual details from both her own and Lee's side of things.

"I see," was all he said when she finished nearly half an hour later. "You realize that not telling me about whatever happened between York and Chetumal will look very bad for you in the eyes of the council?"

"So be it," Andrea said. "But I can't go into it."

"Can you tell me off the record? It would be much easier to defend you if I knew all the details."

Andrea thought for a moment. She did want to tell him but it was just too much of a risk. Some parts of it he could probably know though. "Maybe later," Andrea said. "Let me think about it."

Jack nodded. "Good enough. If that's all, you can leave and I'll go over things with your brother here."

"Sure," Andrea stood up. "See you later, Chris."

"Later," he said as she walked out. 

* * * *

Andrea wasn't quite sure what to do so she took a walk out of the city. She wasn't gone for half an hour when Irene's voice entered her head like in the previous night, "Andrea?" She jumped a bit.

"Yeah, Irene?" She thought to herself, not quite sure if Irene could hear that or not.

"Someone wants to meet you at the back door to the tower."

"Who?" She thought as she instinctively changed her direction to head that way."

"She says it's a surprise."

Andrea sighed. "What does she want?"

"She says that's a surprise too."

Andrea grunted to herself. "I'll meet her there in about five minutes. Is that okay?"

"Uh huh," Irene said affirmatively. "I also have something to ask you for the All Mother."

"What's that?"

"She wants to know if you've dealt with the humans that destroyed our home yet."

"You know the answer to that Irene. I haven't even had enough time to get organized yet. But rest assured I'll get to them by the deadline. Quicker if possible. I don't want to see another attack any more than you do."

"Okay, I'll tell her that." There was a pause and Andrea thought Irene had gone. "The All Mother says thank-you."

"Thank-you?" Andrea said out loud. Her surprise made her forget that she was around people. They looked at her a little strangely and she went back to talking in her head, "What for?"

"For saving her life. She was just too angry to say it earlier. She says she owes you a debt of gratitude... What does gratitude mean?"

"Happiness combined with thanks."

"Oh. That makes sense."

"Tell her she's welcome." Andrea turned around the corner to reach the back entrance. "I'm here now Irene so I've got to go. I'll talk to you later okay?"

"Okay, bye."

Andrea walked right up to the two Coalition guards at the door. "Can we help you ma'am?"

Andrea turned around to try and see who she was meeting with as she responded. "No thanks, I'm just meeting someone."

"Ah, very well."

Andrea continued looking and frowned when she finally discovered who it was. Destiny was walking over from a nearby bench. She had a familiar backpack around her shoulder. Andrea walked over to meet her half way. "I owe you an apology, two gifts and want to ask a favour," she said cutting to the chase.

"Is that so."

"It is."

"Come on, let's go for a walk." Andrea started heading into the city but Destiny stopped her with a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"This way," she said, gesturing towards the nearby forest.

"If you want," Andrea said, not much caring which direction they went in. The two women quickly found themselves walking down a narrow forest path. They were forced to walk one at a time and Destiny led the way. Eventually she found a small clearing of no more than ten feet by ten feet and stopped. She put the bag on the ground. Andrea had long ago recognized it as her own.

"I want to apologize for not taking more responsibility in Chetumal. I should never have dropped you there, despite what I was told."

"That's right, you shouldn't have," Andrea said. The memories of the following events were already making her a little angry with Destiny.

"Anyway, I hope that you can forgive me and I give you my word that from now on I will be here for you when you need me. I've made two big mistakes in our rather short relationship and I'm trying to learn as quickly as I can." Andrea was silent. She didn't respond to the comment. "I know this doesn't excuse my actions but I am only four years old. I have a limited level of experience to draw on and sometimes I find it difficult to make the right choice." She hung her head a bit, not wanting to look Andrea in the eye.

Andrea had crossed her arms over her chest. "That doesn't get any easier with age," she said after another long pause. "I..." she wasn't sure what to say but had to admit, if she were four with all the weapons and technology in the world, she would probably make a few pretty big mistakes too. "Apology accepted." Destiny looked up at Andrea with a smile. "Don't get too excited. You still have to do everything in your power to make up for those mistakes. That's what humanity is all about."

"I don't want to be human," she said plainly, not quite understanding.

"I didn't say that. Humanity and being human are two very different things."

She nodded and picked up Andrea's bag. "That's what I brought this for... to help make up for mistakes."

Andrea took the bag. She immediately dipped her hand into the front pocket and pulled out the dead watch that Chris had given her years ago. "Thank-you," she said and put it back into the bag. She opened up the main compartment to see her weapons and clothing inside.

"Your second gift is in the side pocket," Destiny said.

Andrea opened it curiously and pulled out a short tube that looked somewhat like a thermos. "What is it?"

Destiny took it and began unscrewing the top. "Will you choose to trust me for this?"

Andrea hesitated. It was a difficult decision but Destiny had already made the first move. And Irene wouldn't have set them up if she suspected danger. She nodded. "Yes I will, what is it?"

"Take off your clothing and bandage," Destiny said plainly. She saw Andrea hesitate again and looked at met her eyes. "Trust me." Andrea carefully took her shirt off, to reveal her breasts supported by the tight bandage beneath them. She then sat down on a log and took off her boots and pants. "You're bandage as well please." Andrea did as she was told and was soon completely naked.

Destiny tipped the thermos on its side and some thick green liquid emptied into her cupped hand. She then put the thermos on the ground and walked over. "This is the protoplasm you saw in the ship but it has been modified. I began work on configuring it to human DNA when I heard you were injured a week ago. I've been working on it since and I think it's ready. It should heal your wounds the rest of the way. Was Irene correct when she told me that your ribs had been surgically mended and your internal bleeding cleared up?"

"Yeah, that's right," Andrea said still a little hesitant.

"Good. This can't heal that but it can fix your bruising. Are you suffering from any other ailments?"

She nodded. "I've still got what's left of a bladder infection."

"It should work on that as well," Destiny smeared the protoplasm between her two hands and pressed them just below Andrea's breasts on her rib cage. She began gently massaging the area. "This should only take a few minutes to clear up. The massage helps it get into the pores and speeds up the process of healing." She put some more on her hands after about thirty seconds and rubbed that in to her ribs as well. Andrea noticed the swelling was immediately going down.

As promised, a few minutes later there was no sign of bruising on her ribs. Destiny grabbed another handful and rubbed it along the underside of her breasts to reach the small amount of bruising there. Andrea found herself getting turned on by the gentle touching. But, as quickly as it had started, it had finished. Destiny was already moving on to her stomach and abdomen before applying a little more to her leg where she was shot.

Within fifteen minutes Andrea found that her bruising had completely vanished. "That's pretty amazing stuff."

"Yes it is," Destiny said. "Can you lay on your back please?"

Andrea did so, this time without question. She felt so much better now that the bruising was gone, she was ready to run a marathon.

Destiny knelt beside Andrea and gently spread her legs. She coated her right hand with the protoplasm and began rubbing it into Andrea's urethra. The slow circular motion did nothing to stop her from being aroused and Destiny's hand occasionally applied pressure to her clit or labia, making her want to buck her hips in pleasure. She hadn't had any kind of sexual activity in over a week and she was pretty horny.

Andrea instinctually bucked her hips as Destiny's palm slid over her clit and Destiny misunderstood. "I'm sorry if it's painful, I'm not very good with the female form, despite what I may look like."

"No, problem," Andrea said figuring it was probably best not to tell her she was just aroused.

Andrea found herself disappointed when Destiny took her hand away to spread more liquid onto it. But this time, when she brought it back she held Andrea's labia open. "This may hurt a bit. I'm not sure." She pressed two fingers into Andrea's vagina and curled them around to reach a nerve cluster on the other side of her bladder. Unfortunately it was also her G spot. Andrea bucked her hips instinctively and Destiny quickly massaged in the protoplasm before removing her fingers and capping the thermos once more. "All done," she said. "How do you feel?"

"Great," Andrea said telling the complete truth. She stood up and stretched for a few seconds. "Excellent. 100 percent."

"Good," Destiny said. "I'm glad I could finally help instead of hinder."

Andrea nodded appreciatively. "So what was the favour you wanted?"

"To be honest," she said. "I want to meet the Zentradi friend of yours. Zog, I think his name is."

"Why?" Andrea said sceptically.

"Because I've never met a Zentradi and Irene said he wasn't what she expected. I want to see for myself."

"I guess we can arrange that. But if you try anything, I have my weapons back."

They started walking. It was a good two hour walk away to keep him at safe distance from the Coalition's patrols and Andrea finally arrived at his clearing with Claire. He was sitting off to the side whistling. "Zog," Andrea called out.

"Andrea," he said looking over happily. "You're back. I was wondering how much longer you would make me wait here."

"I'm sorry about that. Sometimes I forget that you can't come anywhere near the tower." 

"Yes well do try to remember. It gets awfully boring out here. Who's your friend?"

"Destiny."

"That's an unusual name," Zog said.

"I'm an Invid," Destiny clarified without hesitation.

Zog stood up angrily and looked at the horizon. "What did you bring her here for, Andrea?"

"She wanted to meet you. I don't think she's a threat to anyone so I didn't see the harm."

"You didn't see that harm?" He said skeptically. "Now she knows my position. She could send a fleet after me."

"Will you stop being paranoid for a minute? Irene already knows where you are. If the Invid wanted to send anyone they would have weeks ago."

Zog grumbled, realizing the truth behind Andrea's words and sat down again, still none to impressed. "What do you want?" He asked coldly.

"I..." Destiny wasn't sure what to say now that she was there. "I just wanted to meet a Zentradi. I've never met one before.

"Well, now you have. Off you go." He gestured casually into the forest. Andrea glared at him and he sighed. "Please accept my apologies. The Great Andrea has vouched for you and we all know she's always right, don't we," he said sarcastically. "My name is Zog, humbly at your service," he did a bit of a bowing motion from his sitting position and feeling he made his point, looked away as if he was ready to ignore the two of them.

"Maybe we should go," Andrea said to Destiny quietly. Destiny only shook her head. She walked closer to Zog so she was within his arms reach.

"Careful, I may crush you with my arm. Like all Zentradi I have a horrible violent temper." Apparently his sarcasm knew no bounds, Andrea thought to herself.

"I'm not here to argue with you, Zog. I just wanted to talk. We, the Invid I mean, have made some pretty terrible mistakes over the last few years. We tend to get over-emotional and allow our pain or anger to guide our actions instead of our wits."

"I could have told you that," he said.

Destiny ignored him. "I just want to say sorry."

That got his attention. He turned to look down at her and raised an eyebrow suspiciously, as if she were up to something. "Go on."

"I can't apologize on behalf of my race, but I can apologize for them. As I said I've never met a Zentradi before. I don't know what I would have done if I met one a year ago, but I'm attempting to open my eyes to outside perceptions of us, among other things. And, for all the other Invid that are still too angry to be here, including Irene, I'm sorry that your race has been treated so poorly after the war was over."

"I see..." He knelt down so his head was near to the ground and looked her in the eyes. Destiny stood her ground. There was a long moment of silence and Andrea didn't dare to guess what was going through either of their heads. Finally, Zog spoke up again. "Apology accepted. Find a keg or two of beer and come back here tomorrow. We'll have a drink together." Andrea's eyes went wide. She couldn't believe that the two of them were actually both being reasonable.

"I'll be here," Destiny said with a smile. "See you then."

"Farewell."

Destiny began walking away. Andrea looked over her shoulder to give Zog a strange look and he only shrugged happily. Andrea jogged to catch up to Destiny and walked beside her out of the small glade. 

They walked for a few more minutes before Destiny spoke up. "Listen, I was thinking. Now that the All Mother has apologized to you, in a sense, maybe we can open up some sort of negotiations between Invid and humans. You know, figure out some kind of compromise that works for everyone."

"Damn are you full of surprises today."

"I'm just trying to make things better."

Well, opening up negotiations is what I've been trying to do," Andrea said.

"I know, but now you have someone to listen to you. I was thinking we could meet with Irene and Claire at the same time to get a few extra opinions on things."

"Does that mean I can bring a few people?"

"Sure, but I'm pretty sure the All Mother will only listen to you. She respects you. She doesn't respect many humans."

"Will the she follow along with any of the things we agree upon?"

"I suspect so," Destiny said. "I can discuss anything we go over with her and get some kind of reaction but if Irene, Claire and I can all agree on something I'm sure she will abide by it as well."

"What about the Coalition? They may not listen to what I think is fair. They may want an all or nothing approach."

"We can deal with that bridge when we come to it. For now let's just start talking."

"Agreed. When do you want to start?"

"How about now? Irene and Claire are both available."

"Okay," Andrea nodded. "But it will have to be out here. I wouldn't suggest discussing it in the tower."

"I'll tell them to meet us here then. It should only take them about thirty minutes." Destiny stopped walking and sat down. Andrea did the same thing across the path from her. There was a silence for nearly ten minutes before Andrea finally caved and asked the question she desperately wanted to ask.

"Why the change of heart?"

"Because you were right Andrea. With everything you said to me back in Salt Lake, and in Chetumal. If we had sat down and talked on either of those occasions we could have saved a great deal of bloodshed. I just didn't want to believe that humans were capable of reason."

Andrea laughed. "I felt the same way about Invid for a while." There was another short pause. "What changed your mind about us?"

Destiny smiled. "The same thing that changed your mind about us. Irene."

Andrea smiled back. "Who would have thought, eh?" 

* * * *

The first afternoon talk went well but not much got accomplished. There wasn't any fighting per say but neither side really got a chance to bring up any issues. The meeting mainly centered on establishing and then correcting each sides opinions of the other. Something both parties knew in their hearts but had to be done nonetheless for clarities sake.

They agreed to meet again in two days at noon and Claire suggested that Andrea should tell the Coalition that she was considering opening up talks with the Invid to gauge their response to the matter before mentioning that talks were actually already underway.

* * * *

"And then what happened?" Kitty asked. Andrea had been telling her about the days events and Andrea had just finished explaining her interactions with Claire and Zog.

"Then I met with the three Invid around here to see if we could work out some kind of fair deal for land and whatnot. Unfortunately nothing yet, but they're willing to meet with me again tomorrow."

"Well that's good news," Kitty said enthusiastically. "And you're completely healed now?"

"Yeah," Andrea said. "Near as I can tell, not a thing wrong. I feel great."

"Wow," Kitty said and walked over to sit on the bed beside Andrea. "Listen, you remember back when we left Jewel behind and I made you agree to have sex with me on a regular basis for me to agree to it?"

"Yeah," Andrea said not sure where Kitty was going.

"Well you don't have to if you don't want to. I was thinking about it and it wasn't really a fair thing to ask. So if you don't want to anymore, you know... Just let me know, okay?"

Andrea was more than a little surprised. "Why would you assume I didn't want to?"

"You've been gone for a couple months now. That's a long time. People change over that amount of time and..." Andrea interrupted her with a kiss, thinking it was probably the best way to shut her up and convince her that she didn't plan to back out of their agreement.

Kitty immediately melted into Andrea's arms and opened her mouth slightly to let her tongue out. It met with Andrea's and the two French kissed for a short time before Kitty moved a hand to Andrea breast and began massaging it. "I'm not backing out of our deal. Nor do I want to."




Invid Invasion Ch. 17



Authors note: Okay everyone, on to chapter 17. This one is a little more in the norm as far as length goes. That last chapter was practically a novel in itself. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 17 "Co-Dependency"

"A blast of colour sparkled in the sky behind Trump Towers before dissipating into the dark night. "Figures," Andrea said, watching from afar. "I get rid of the Invid and I'm not even invited to the party."

Another blast of colour lit up the clouds with green before fading like the one before it. "You surprised?" Aria said standing beside her. "Those fuckers wouldn't let you scrape the shit off their shoe at this point. Doesn't matter who you vanquish."

"Yeah, guess so."

"Oh quit your whining. All your bitches in the military are throwing their own party once the fireworks are done," Aria paused for a minute and leaned in close. "And I have it on good authority that there's a lot more booze."

"Hah, guess it isn't all bad."

"Come on, let's get over there. I have some drinking to do." 

* * * *

Andrea was on her third home brewed beer when Emilio, one of her lieutenants and a former Coalition spy, came up to her. "General..."

"It's Andrea when we're not on duty Emilio. What can I do for you?"

"I wanted to just say thank-you on behalf of my brother. He was in one of the protoculture camps south of here."

Andrea smiled. "He's most welcome but no thanks are necessary. I'm just doing what I can, like everyone else."

"Nonetheless," he said with a smile. "Oh, and I have a message for you from The Emperor in the tower." He handed Andrea an envelope.

"Thank-you."

Emilio nodded and went back to the party. Meanwhile, Andrea moved over to a fire, roaring from inside a metal barrel. She turned it over in the light to see a wax seal on the back of it and the faint lines of ink that showed through the light paper of the envelope. He probably didn't even write it himself, Andrea thought and tossed it, unopened into the barrel. She watched the flames flicker at it for a moment before quickly consuming the paper and turning it to ash. The wax sizzled and popped before it too melted and pooled at the bottom of the barrel.

"What're you up to?" Ed said from behind her. Andrea was still staring into the fire, not looking at anything particular.

"Just letting myself be mesmerized, you know?"

"Yeah, ah know." He walked up and stood beside her. He slowly crossed his arms and looked into the fire with her. "You don' look too happy for someone who just liberated the planet."

"I just got reminded of something that's all."

"Ah." There was a short silence, broken only by the wind in the flames and the general noise of the celebration around her. "So what are you goin' t' do about it?"

Andrea tore her eyes from the fire and looked up at Ed. "Absolutely nothing. I'm going to take a break for a while."

Ed smiled. "Smartest idea you ever came up with. Any idea where you're going?"

"I think maybe Cuba. I've always wanted to see it."

"Mm. Good thinking. When are you goin' t' head off?"

Andrea looked back at the flames briefly, and then back at him. "Now."

"Right now?"

"Right now."

Andrea started walking away. She had two stops she had to make before she could leave. First, was Aria. She found her friend around another barrel with a beer in her hand. "Aria."

"Yeah?"

"I need you to blow something up for me."

Aria smiled. "I've been waiting for you to say that. Just point it out."

"Ed knows where it is. It's the cave I found him at, a ways north-east of here."

Aria gave her a weird look. "You want me to blow up a cave."

"I want you to blow up what's hidden underneath the cave. Take the military up there with you but you should only need about 100 of them for the mission. With those numbers you shouldn't encounter a whole lot of heavy resistance. Once it's done, torch the place. I don't want anything in there to survive. That means no salvaging either."

"Shit, Andrea. That's pretty black and white for you. Who are they?"

Andrea leaned in close. There was no one around her at the moment. "It's a Masters base."

"Holy shit. I didn't think they still had anyone here."

"Well they do. And they need to be gone."

"Understood. I'll take care of it right away. But where are you going to be through all of this?"

"Cuba."

"Why Cuba?"

"Why not." Andrea smiled knowing that answer would drive Aria nuts. "Keep bringing the army north. Pick up anyone that wants to join us along the way and meet in Florida. That's going to be our new training area."

"Florida?"

"The Coalition doesn't have a navy, but if you cross the water, it's not far from Trump Towers."

Aria nodded. "Sounds like a good idea. If you're not there yet I'll get them working on some ships."

"Just be subtle about it, okay?"

"Of course," Aria smiled. "It'll be fun running things while you're gone."

"Hah. Try not to screw stuff up too badly."

"Don't fuckin' count on it."

Andrea headed off and attempted to locate Kitty. She was the last person she wanted to talk to before leaving. "You interested in coming to Cuba?" Andrea said to Kitty's back once she finally found her.

"What?" Kitty said turning. "Cuba? Now?"

"Yeah, now. I'm taking a break from all this. If you want to come you'd be welcome to. It'd just be you and me."

Kitty smiled and gave Andrea a hug. "How can I say no to that? What time to we leave?"

"As soon as you've packed your bag."

"I better get on that then. Kitty took off in a hurry and Andrea went back to her tent to get her own stuff. She made sure to bring a couple of radios so she could track down Aria once they arrived in Florida and headed off to meet with Kitty. 

* * * *

The boat ride was a rough one but thankfully not as long as it could have been. There were a couple of small ferries headed towards the island and Andrea was able to book passage on one.

The two women arrived In Cuba around noon the following day. "So why Cuba?" Kitty said as they stepped off the boats onto the narrow streets that led up to the dock.

"Why not?" Andrea said looking around. It was an empty marketplace with plenty of vendors but many of them were closed. Most of the ones still operating appeared to be selling seafood or fruits.

"It just seems a little impulsive for you."

"What? You saying I'm not impulsive?"

"No... I mean, you're impulsive about some things." Kitty stopped to do her best Andrea impression. "'Let's go beat up the Invid today. No scratch that, today we're going to beat up the Coalition,'" Andrea laughed and she continued. "But you've never just hopped on a boat and sailed off to God knows where before."

"The truth is," Andrea said making her way through the docks again, "that I'm so sick of being in charge. I've been trying to negotiate with the Invid, keep the Coalition from killing everyone, including me, and all the while I'm heading up a training routine for tens of thousands of people. It's just too much. I need a break."

"Well, the one thing this place should be good for is a break."

"Here's hoping."

"So... Where to first?" Kitty said after they made their way out of the docks and into the cities open main streets. The town they were in was a good size and still in pretty good shape. "The pizza place?" Kitty said a little surprised to see one. "Or the bar? The hotel? The swimming pool? The park?"

"The gym," Andrea said seeing it off to her right at the end of the block.

"Oh yeah, cause we can all have so much fun at the gym."

"Even the Coalition didn't have a very good one. It would be fun to go there and check it out, don't you think?"

"Uh... It is your vacation I suppose. Tell you what, you go have fun and I'll bum around some of the shops for a while. We can meet up here again in two hours, okay?"

"Yeah, you bet," Andrea leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "I'll see you later."

"See you," Kitty said and continued her stroll down the street. Meanwhile, Andrea made a bee line for the door of the gym. She entered and was surprised to find it pretty empty. There were a couple of women working on the machinery; one was topless, to Andrea's surprise, and she was working with the barbells. The others were in tank tops. The half dozen men in the room were mostly topless as well and working on various pieces of equipment. What really caught Andrea's eyes however were the body shapes of two of the men. They were hugely muscled, far beyond anything she had seen before. Andrea had no idea how they could get so large. Not only that, but one of them was currently doing arm curls to the tune of 300 lbs a side.

"Little overdressed, don't you think?" one of the hulking men said in Spanish. Andrea was wearing her skin tight Invid jumpsuit and a pair of jeans over top so that it wasn't quite so obviously Invid in design. The tight back fabric material simply appeared to be tucked into her pants.

"Uh, yeah." Andrea said back in English before realizing that she actually understood him. All her courses with Aria had been paying off. "Si," she said.

"Right. You some kind of tourist?"

"Yeah, I guess so," Andrea said back in Spanish again. "Why?"

"No reason. Just wondering. If you want to use the gym, go see Eddy at the desk."

"Sure, thanks." Andrea began to walk away but turned back to him once more. "If you don't mind my asking, how did you get so big?"

"I was in the military. We have the best training program in the world."

"I see," Andrea said and moved on to the desk not daring to press the matter any further. She traded a few items for a week long membership and headed to the change room. Unfortunatley upon getting there she realized that she didn't have much in the way of work out clothing. She suddenly remembered the topless woman and decided that if another woman could do it, so could she.

A few minutes later she had stripped down naked and put her jumpsuit into a locker. She put her jeans back on, still not having anything better to work with and headed out into the main gym to start using the machinery. 

Andrea spent the better part of an hour using all the equipment she had rarely seen before. For the most part, people seemed to ignore her, despite her perfect exposed chest. Only a few times did she catch one of the women looking over in her direction and gazing a little low. Andrea smiled to herself. It was just her luck that it would be a woman and not one of the muscle bound men that surrounded her. 'Oh well,' she thought to herself, standing up from the machine and wiping it down. She was starting to get pretty tired and noticed a sauna off the main gym. Pleasant memories of her time spent in the pleasure domes sauna came rushing back and she decided it was time to relax. She grabbed a towel outside the room, found a place to change out of her jeans and wrapped the white fluffy towel around her waist.

The sauna was smaller then the one at Trump Towers but just as hot. It was empty so she sat down, leaned back and closed her eyes. A few minutes later she heard the door open and one of the hugely muscled men came in. It was the same one she had talked to when she first entered the gym. He was wearing a similar towel around his waist. "Hey," he said and looked over at her. This time he actually did look at her breasts. He didn't try to hide his gaze either.

"Hi," Andrea said closing her eyes again. She didn't much care if he stared.

"So you want to fuck?"

Andrea opened her eyes and sat up straighter. That was a little more direct then she would have expected. "My Spanish isn't all that good, but did you just say what I think you said?" He nodded with a strange smile on his face. "Here? Now?" She said.

He nodded again. "In Cuba, sex is legal in any place. As is desnudez."

"What?" She hadn't understood that last word.

"To be naked."

"Oh."

"So? What do you say? You and I?"

"Sure," Andrea said throwing caution to the wind. "Why not, right?"

"Indeed. Why not." He took off his towel and was immediately naked. He crossed the short distance towards her and knelt down to his knees in front of her. "I am going to enjoy this very much."

"I'd better enjoy it too," Andrea said with a smile.

The Cuban smiled back and put his hands on her knees. Slowly he spread them apart until the towel around her slid up her thighs and her pussy came into clear view. It was already a little moist thanks to the heat of the sauna and the man in front of her pushed a finger deep into her. "Ohh," Andrea moaned briefly as it slipped in. She was going to enjoy this.

"Hah, we have not even begun yet." He pulled his finger most of the way out and then shoved it in once more. He continued the same motion for a while longer until it came out slippery with Andrea's juices. He pulled his digit out and brought it up to her lips. "Taste yourself."

Andrea shook her head. She'd never liked the idea of tasting herself and wasn't about to do it now.

Instead of pressing the matter, the huge man moved forward, still on his knees, and pressed the head of his cock up to her pussy. Andrea looked down and her eyes went wide. He was huge. Not any longer then normal, but wide. Wider than her wrist at least. As he pushed the thick head through she opened her mouth in a gasp. At the same time, he shoved his finger into her mouth and by the time she could close it, all she could taste were her own juices. 

She heard the door to the sauna open, but she didn't care who was coming in. All her attention was focused on trying to relax herself enough to accommodate his extremely wide cock. "Unnnnnngh," she moaned around his finger as he shoved in another couple inches of his member before stopping. He pulled out most of the way and Andrea let out a sigh of relief before he shoved in once more, this time, progressing another couple inches. "Unnnnngh," she moaned again. Her pussy felt impossibly tight and it tried desperately to close around his dick but had no success. 

He stopped for a second after pulling out once more and looked her in the eyes, still smiling. "Ready?"

"For what?" Andrea said. Her sweating had increased, despite her current location.

"For the rest," he said looking down. The tip of his cock was just barely inside her and Andrea had arched her back to try and make the previous thrusts a little easier on both of them.

"Yeah, sure." Andrea didn't believe what she was saying but didn't care. She knew it would feel good once her body became accustomed to it.

"Alright, here we go."

He shoved hard once more this time burying his seven inches to the hilt. "Ahhhhhhhhrgh." A tear slid down her cheek. It was painful to be sure but it was also fulfilling. She wrapped her legs around him tightly in the hopes of stopping him from moving for a few seconds.

"What's wrong?" He said.

"What do you mean what's wrong? You're fucking huge." Andrea didn't even realize it but she was speaking in English now. He obviously didn't understand the specifics but he seemed to get the message and held himself deep inside her. While he waited, his hands moved up to caress her chest. Her breasts weren't small by any means but his huge hands fully encompassed them, leaving barely a handful for him to play with.

"They're very firm."

"Yes, I know," Andrea said somewhat sarcastically and still in English. She felt her breathing slow and she relaxed back against the steps once more. Her legs loosened around him and slowly he pulled out before shoving back in again. "Ahhh," Andrea still couldn't hold in the moan. Each time he shoved into her a loud gasp or a deep grunt exited her lips to accompany it.

The whole routine went on for a good ten minutes and it hadn't gotten any easier to take him. Each time he pulled out her inner walls tightened and attempted to close but were quickly forced back open again when he shoved back inside her. "Are you... unngh, almost there yet?" Andrea asked, this time remembering to use the proper language.

"No," came the simple reply.

"Can you... ahhh, hurry up please?"

"No," he said again.

Another ten minutes passed. Andrea had been trying desperately to hold off her orgasm so they could cum together but she knew she wasn't going to make it much longer and he still showed no signs of finishing up. She held on for another few minutes and then let out a loud, "ahhhhhhhnnnnn." Her pussy clenched and her whole body tensed as an orgasm washed over her.

As Andrea continued to writhe in pleasure, the Cuban showed no signs of slowing down. He continued to thrust through her tight, clenched pussy as if she weren't even climaxing. Her body rocks and then shook with each new thrust. The new tighter sensations caused him to tilt his head back and roll up his eyes as he continued to pound Andrea relentlessly.

"Damn-it, give me a minute," Andrea said hazily. He ignored her and continued to thrust in and out. The continuous motions didn't let her come down from orgasm and her oversensitive pussy quickly began building to another less comfortable climax. 

* * * *

It was nearly an hour before he finally finished. Just as Andrea thought she was going to pass out, he pulled out of her and ejaculated over her bare stomach. "Ahh," Andrea sighed as her pussy finally became vacant for the first time in an hour. 

The towel around her waist had long since been thrown aside and his cum rolled down her ribcage to collect in her navel and pubic hair. There was a lot of his hot semen and each spurt seemed to reach further then the last. By the time he was done a couple minutes later her chest and stomach were dripping with his semen.

The Cuban left, seemingly not the worse for wear and Andrea lay back against the steps exhausted. "Holy shit," she said to herself and another shudder washed over her body. Sweat was rolling down her body next to the cum but she didn't care. She simply lay there limp.

"That has to have been one of the hottest things I've ever seen." It was a woman's voice and she was nearby. Andrea opened her eyes to see an attractive Spanish woman wrapped in a towel from her breasts down to her thighs. "Here," the woman handed Andrea a fresh towel.

"Thanks," Andrea said not even moving her arm to wipe herself dry. She was just too exhausted. The heat had given her a bit of a high during sex and she was having trouble coming down from it.

"Come on, let's get you out of here," the woman said and Andrea felt hands lift her up by her armpits.

"No, that's okay. I think I'm going to have a nap." Andrea wanted to do nothing else but sleep.

"If there's one thing I've learned it's don't have a nap in the sauna. Come on, wrap this towel around you or everyone's going to see how soaked you are."

"It's just a little cum. I don't care."

"Hah, you might when you're yourself again." The woman grabbed the extra towel and wiped all the cum off Andrea's torso. "There." She started leading Andrea out of the sauna and towards the showers.

"Sorry, I don't think I caught your name," Andrea said starting to wake up from her haze a bit.

"Catalina. And you are?"

"Andrea."

"A pleasure," Catalina said.

Moments later the two women entered the showers and Catalina threw her towel aside. She kept an arm around Andrea's shoulders and turned on the cold water. "Holy shit," Andrea said suddenly out of her daze. She jumped back out of the water. "That's freezing."




Invid Invasion Ch. 17



"It'll seem colder because you've just been in the sauna for so long. You should stay in it though. You need to get your body temperature back to normal or you'll be feeling terrible for days."

"Damn," Andrea said knowing full well that Catalina was right. She cautiously stepped back into the cold shower and finally worked up the courage to put her head in the water stream.

"You're a very attractive woman," Catalina said watching Andrea's skin get soaked with water.

"Thanks, so are you," Andrea said returning the compliment without thinking too much about it. 

"It's too bad you've already got a boyfriend."

"A boyfriend?" Andrea opened her eyes through the running water. Catalina appeared blurry through the water. "He's not my boyfriend. I just met him today." Andrea suddenly stopped realizing what she just said didn't bode too well for whatever Catalina thought of her discression.

"Ah. In that case it's too bad you like men."

"I like both," Andrea said and closed her eyes under the water again. Her body was adapting to the temperature and it wasn't as cold as she had originally thought.

"Really?"

"Really," Andrea confirmed. "I'm here in town with another girl and we..." She was cut off as she felt a hot mouth close around her nether lips. "Ahh," she said as her extremely sensitive pussy was tounged expertly. "What are you doing?"

"Mmm, mmph," Catalina said through Andrea's sex. 

Andrea's legs started to get shaky but Catalina grabbed Andrea's ass tightly to help her balance. Andrea suspected the other woman probably had some personal reasons for the opportune spot the she grabbed as well as practical ones.

A few minutes later, Andrea's legs collapsed on her as she shuddered with another orgasm. Catalina caught her and carefully lowered her to a sitting position as Andrea continued to shake. "Oh you're good," Andrea said through her shudders.

"The best," Catalina said with a smile. 

* * * *

Kitty was waiting rather impatiently in the street when Andrea finally got outside again to meet her. "What kept you?"

"Sorry, I lost track of time." Andrea had packed her sweaty jeans in her bag and was wearing only the skin tight jumpsuit. To hell with it being recognized as Invid clothing, she thought. No one without a lot of dealings with them would recognize it anyways.

"That's okay. You're only half an hour late I guess. Not the worst thing in the world."

"So did you have fun?" Andrea asked.

"Yeah I guess. Except I don't speak Spanish so I had no idea what anyone was saying."

"Ah."

"Have you noticed any of those really freaking huge guys walking around? It looks like they've been taking steroids for their whole damn life."

"Hah, yeah there were a couple in the gym." Andrea decided it best not to mention her incident with the man in the sauna unless the subject actually came up. She didn't want Kitty to start feeling second best again.

"Apparently they all used to be in the military. I guess the military gave them a bunch of drugs to make them better soldiers."

"How the hell did you find that out if you can't speak Spanish?"

"Oh, one of the guys knew English. I found out a bunch of cool stuff. Did you know there was an Invid hive just outside city limits? Apparently there's a whole bunch of them on the island."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. They had some kind of deal worked out. The Invid don't take slaves if everyone in their prison system does labour for them. Something like that."

"Huh, not a bad idea."

"I don't know, I wouldn't want to be sentenced to three years of slave labour for stealing a loaf of bread."

"I doubt punishments are that severe, Kitty."

"That's not what I heard."

"Guess we better not break any laws then, hey?"

"Yeah, no kidding," Kitty said. 

* * * *

That evening the couple found themselves at a bar. It was strange to know the Invid had really just left but there were no signs of celebration. Again, the building was strangely deserted. "Do you want to get the hell out of here?" Kitty asked after about twenty minutes of sitting at the empty bar.

"Yeah, sure," Andrea said finishing off her first beer. "You ready to go?"

"Almost," Kitty said. "Have you noticed how a few women have been wandering around topless? I even saw one girl completely naked."

"Yeah, strange hey?"

"Yeah. Well I was wondering if you could do me a favour."

Andrea smiled, already knowing the request. "Sure." She disappeared into the washroom and a few minutes later came out wearing only a pair of jeans.

"No boots?" Kitty asked.

"Nah. It's nice out, there's not a lot of rocks. It'll be fine."

Kitty nodded. "Not as fine as you." Andrea laughed at the bad joke. "Sorry," Kitty said. "Couldn't help myself."

"That's okay. Can you believe how dead this city has been? I mean. I've seen people on the streets. I know they're here," Andrea said trying to figure out why no one was out doing anything frivolous. 

"Yeah, it's weird. And no celebrations or parties or anything. Maybe they really liked that deal they had with the Invid."

"Maybe," Andrea said and the two rounded a corner. Andrea stopped dead in her tracks when she saw four of the muscle-bound military men. One of them was the guy from the gym.

"There she is. I told you we'd track her down. And just like I said, no shirt again. This chick says slut all over."

"Andrea who are these guys?" Kitty said quietly to her.

"And she's got a friend," the man said walking closer threateningly.

"We'll still have to share, but at least no one will be left out," another one added.

"Run, Kitty," Andrea said.

"But what are they saying?" Kitty asked.

"Just run. I'll meet up with you at the first hotel we saw coming into town."

"But I don't want to just leave you..."

Andrea noticed the men were getting closer and she turned to Kitty. "Run."

Kitty looked at them and then turned hesitantly back to Andrea. When she met the other woman's eyes she knew there was no room for negotiation and she ran back down the street.

"Go after her," one of them said, and another took off at a run past Andrea.

"I don't think so," Andrea said talking in their language again. She ran at the one going after Kitty and collided into his stomach hard with her shoulder. He doubled over and fell backwards onto the ground.

"Huh," Andrea said. "You guys aren't so tough after all." 

"Oh no? You want to take this one, Andres?"

"Oh yeah, I've got this bitch."

Andres charged but his technique wasn't very good. She kicked up hard when he approached and hit him square in the groin. He doubled over and before he could recover Andrea dropped to one knee and grabbed the crotch of his pants. She began to squeeze and he yelped in pain. "Dirty prostituta," he said before Andrea, still holding onto his balls, pulled hard forcing him to move sideways with the yank. She led him face first into a car windshield and it shattered around his head. He stopped moving and seemed to be fading in and out of consciousness.

"I don't suppose I want to know what 'prostituta' means? Although I'm sure I could guess."

The two men remaining, looked at each other briefly before charging her. Andrea did her best to defend herself but the first one she downed got back up again and caught her by surprise with a right hook to the back of the head. She immediately felt dizzy and fell to the ground with the next blow. The three men jumped on her and a few moments later she passed out. 

* * * *

Andrea came back to consciousness but everything was a blur. She felt a cord cutting into her bound wrists behind her back and as images around her started to clear, she realized she was outside of the city on a beach. The area she was on was grassy but the ocean wasn't more then a few dozen feet away.

She jumped as coarse hands pulled at the waistband of her pants and slid down her smooth tanned thighs. Andrea tried to kick but her attacker easily removed her pants nonetheless. "Guess she's awake again," he said to his two buddies. Andrea noticed the fourth one, the one she had slammed through a car window, wasn't there.

"What happened to your buddy?" Andrea said mockingly. "He didn't feel like joining in?"

"He's in the hospital, bitch."

"So sorry to hear that," Andrea said. "You guys thinking of joining him?"

"Hah, look at that. Her hands are tied and she's still making threats," one of them said.

"Maybe it's time to show her just how much trouble she's in," the one from the gym said and he started moving closer. "Open wide," he said kneeling over her breasts.

"You stick that ugly ass thing in my mouth and I'll bite it off," Andrea said glaring at him.

"If you bite it off," he picked up a knife from the ground beside him, "I'll stab this right through you. "I don't think they would have a problem fucking a dead girl. Now open wide."

Andrea looked up at him and knew he was serious. He shuffled forward and was shoving his limp dick against her lips. After a minute, Andrea opened her mouth and he pushed his cock inside her hot, wet mouth. He humped her mouth for a few minutes but when he realized Andrea wasn't reciprocating, he stopped and made eye contact again. "Like you mean it now, bitch," he said. "I'm not even getting hard like this."

Andrea knew there was no other option that would keep her body in one piece so she licked at the head of his dick inside her mouth and as he began to shove in and out again, Andrea moved with him, encouraging his cock to its arousal. "That's better," he said as he shoved his hard member down Andrea's throat. Andrea gagged as his thick cock forced her throat wider and just as she started getting low on air, he pulled out.

He held his dripping wet cock over Andrea's face before pulling away and climbing off. "I hope you appreciate this. That was for your benefit."

"Hah, right. Like earlier in the sauna right?"

"Right," he said simply. He grabbed at Andrea's thighs and pushed them together before pulling up on them and flipping her over onto her stomach. He then grabbed her waist and hoisted her up onto hands and knees. Unfortunately her hands were tied behind her back so it worked out to be more shoulders and knees.. "Man, I haven't done this since I joined the military."

'Done what,' Andrea wondered. Her thoughts were quickly answered when she felt hands pulling her ass cheeks apart and his wet, incredibly thick cock press up against her ass. The head of his member pressed up against her anus and with no warning he shoved it past her sphincter and into her bowels. "Ahhhhhhhhhngh," Andrea moaned in pain.

"That's right bitch. How do you like having a real man in your ass."

He shoved in again and Andrea let out another loud "Auuuuugh." She did her best to turn her head an look up at him. "You're sure as hell not a real man."

"Shut the fuck up," he said and shoved hard again, this time burying himself to the hilt. Tears were forming at Andrea eyes and she could only hope that he would cum sooner then he had the last time.

He went at her hard for about five minutes but like before in her pussy, he was so thick that she couldn't grow accustomed to his size. Each time he pulled out, her bowels tried to close around the empty space and then he shoved back in again to tear her open once more.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Andrea said in English when she had finally caught her breath. It hurt like hell. "Damn-it, can't you fuckers keep your dicks in your pants for once in your damn life."

"I don't know what you're saying," he said. "But the moans are music to my ears." He shoved in to the hilt again and this time held himself there. His balls hung down by her pussy and his pubic hair tickled her tailbone. He held her against him tightly and flipped over so he was laying on his back and Andrea was on top. The motion with him buried so deep inside her was as painful as all the thrusts and Andrea let out another yelp.

"Fuck," she said again as he released her hips and she found herself sitting on top of his hard cock.

"Your turn to do the work, now. Ride me."

"Fuck." Andrea lifted herself up and sighed as her ass was vacated. With the head of his cock in her ass, she debated just pulling away completely and making a run for it but she knew she was too sore already. She would be slowed and they'd catch up to her. She closed her eyes and cringed as she let her weight sink her back down again on his cock. "Unnnn," she gritted her teeth and held her breath until she lifted herself up once more. Again she debated making a run for it, but again she talked herself out of it.

"Oh man, I can't take anymore," one of the bystanders said and shoved Andrea onto her back. The man's cock was still deep in her ass but now she was laying down and it left her other attacker with a clear view of her exposed pussy.

"No," she said worried. "Not at the same time. You guys are too big."

"I love it when they talk dirty, don't you?" He said to the one in her ass.

"Oh yeah," the man underneath her said. "So what are you waiting for. Shove it in. You too, Terrance. Her mouth is still available. Just keep your sweaty-ass balls out of my face."

Andrea's wrists were starting to fall asleep underneath her back when one of the two remaining men pushed his hard cock up against her pussy. He was just as wide as the one in her ass and maybe even a little longer. "Unnnnnnnnghh," She moaned and grunted as he shoved the head of his dick into her tight pussy. The cock in her ass didn't leave much extra room inside her body and when he shoved to the hilt inside her sex, she thought she would split right down the middle. "Fuuuuuck."

Tears were forming again and as she opened her mouth to moan once more she found it stuffed with the third man's member. "Mmmph," was all that came out as he shoved it deep inside her mouth.

It took the men about ten minutes to finally find a rhythm that worked for them and Andrea cringed at each new attempt. She was sweating and her shining breasts pointed up into the sky defiantly. The one in her pussy finally got tired of staring and grabbed onto them tightly. It was then that Andrea found a whole new source of pain. "Mmmmph," she moaned again through the dick in her throat. Her jaw was opened so wide it hurt and her throat felt raw. She knew her teeth were scraping along the man's dick but he didn't seem to care.

For the next half hour, no one came. Andrea simply bounced helplessly back and forth between the cocks inside her three holes. At one point, the man in her mouth turned around to face down her body and the new angle let him go even deeper into her throat. She quickly found herself deep-throating his monster cock each time the ones in her nether regions shoved in.

Another thirty minutes passed and Andrea felt incredibly weak. Her breathing was shallow and she felt sleepy. She knew barely keeping enough oxygen to keep conscious and her constant gagging and hacking around the cock in her mouth wasn't helping her get anymore. Her chin and cheeks were covered with pre-cum, saliva and bits of spit-up.

Finally, she felt the one in her ass shove in harder then anytime before and a torrent of hot liquid exploded deep into her ass. "Mmmmmph," Andrea moaned through the cock in her mouth before she began gagging once again. At that moment the one in her pussy came and Andrea was pleasantly surprised when he pulled out midway through his orgasm to deposit the last half of his seed over her stomach and pubic hair.

When the second one from her pussy had finished coming and sat back to watch her wide gaping hole, the one in her mouth pulled out and pushed his cock between her breasts. Even holding them together he couldn't wrap them all they way around his dick but it seemed to accomplish what he was going for. A few minutes later, with a limp cock still pulsing in her ass, she felt a stream of hot fluid squirt against her stomach and ribs. He then pulled away from her breasts and deposited the rest of his cum higher up on her torso. By the time he was done, she was covered in so much sticky goo that she couldn't even make out her own nipples.

"That was the best fuck I've ever had in my life," the one in her ass said. He rolled her onto her side and pulled out. Andrea was still weak and returned to laying limply on her back as soon as he was out from under her.

"Yeah. That'll teach her to fuck around with us."

Andrea tried to say something but nothing came out. Her throat was too hoarse. With a few more playful squeezes and one guy sticking three fingers up her pussy just to get a squeal out of her, they finally picked up her jeans and got into a jeep that Andrea hadn't noticed. They drove off to the south.

"Shit," Andrea said to herself realizing her predicament. Her hands were tied, she was covered in cum, and she had no clothes to wear. Not to mention the fact that she had no ride back to town and her nether-regions hurt like hell. 

* * * *

It had been a few hours of walking, but Andrea finally saw the town in the distance. Another hour later she was walking down one of the side streets trying to make her way back to the hotel. A lot of the cum from her chest had dripped down her body and slid down the length of her leg but enough of it was still left to mat down her pubic hair and cover her torso in a layer of dirty white slime. She was walking more than a little bow-legged but was lucky enough not to encounter anyone on the streets. Each step hurt and when she saw Kitty standing outside of the hotel she felt incredibly relieved. 

"Andrea!" Kitty ran forward upon seeing her but slowed when she got a good impression of Andrea's current condition. "Oh my God, are you okay?"

"Peachy," Andrea whispered hoarsely. Kitty grabbed her under the arms and helped her into the hotel and up to her room.

"Did all three of them...?"

"Yeah," Andrea said. "Listen, if you don't mind I'd rather not talk right now. I just want to get some sleep."

"Uh, yeah. Sure."

Andrea collapsed into bed, not even bothering to clean herself and Kitty curled up behind her. Andrea immediately fell asleep, wrapped safely in her friends arms. 

* * * *

Andrea woke up some time in the morning to Kitty smiling at her. "How do you feel?"

"Better," Andrea said no longer feeling her sore throat. Her ass and pussy didn't hurt as much either.

"I got you some pain killers. They should be working by now."

"Yeah, they must be. I feel okay."

"I've already told the police about what happened and they want to talk to you as soon as possible. They said they would come by and I just have to tell them when."

"Now is fine," Andrea said sitting up. She looked at her cum caked chest. It was dry and flaking off. "I'm going to go have a shower."

"No, you have to stay like you are. They said they want to keep as much evidence as possible intact."

Andrea frowned and lay back down again. "Okay. I'll just wait here."

"I'll be right back, okay?"

Andrea nodded and closed her eyes once again. She must have drifted off because the police seemed to appear only a few minutes later. There were two of them and they were carrying a medical kit with them. "Can you tell us what happened Ms...?"

"Just Andrea is fine," she said. She explained the situation while one of the officers looked at her throat and then moved on to her bruised chest and sex.

"That's a shame," one of the officers said when she was done. "If these guys are former military, which I'm sure they are by the sounds of it, there's not a lot we can do."

"What do you mean there's not a lot you can do?"

"Well, how our justice system works is quite simple really. There aren't a lot of crimes, really only various forms of theft and assault apply with our laws but punishments are very harsh. Unfortunately, former military officers and government officials are partially exempt."




Invid Invasion Ch. 17



"Exempt? How?"

"The drugs used to increase their strength and agility also adversely affected their emotions. It left them a little screwed up. So as a thanks for going through the process to defend our country, the government decided that a certain amount of leniency would be in order when they commit crimes."

"How much leniency?"

"A great deal, much to our dismay. Minor crimes they are completely exempt from and major crimes such as murder, rape and heavy assault, they're given five freebies before being charged for one of them. And even then their sentences are halved."

"You're kidding."

"I'm afraid not," he said frowning. "So unless these guys have already committed five similar crimes, there's nothing we can do except put it on file."

"Great," Andrea said to herself.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, it's just how it is. I don't like it any more than you do."

"Yeah, well thanks for coming by."

"No problem. Just let us know if you need anything else. The department offers free counselling to rape victims."

"Okay," Andrea said still a little depressed about the whole thing. "But I'll be fine."

"Mm," he said. "You're tougher then I would be." 

* * * *

It was a few days later and Andrea felt normal again. Kitty and her had mostly stayed in the hotel and relaxed when Andrea decided it was time to get back out on the town again. It had been a three hours argument with Kitty but she finally won the right to return to the gym alone and she intended to do just that. 

Over the last few days she had found out that the town had become dependent on goods the Invid supplied through slave labour. Now, with the Invid gone everyone was pretty worried that their economy would fall apart, hence all the people saving their money as opposed to going to the bar or gym. But to win her gym argument, she had to give in to Kitty's demand that she leave it all alone. Kitty had insisted that they were on vacation and didn't need any extra distractions.

She also picked up some new clothing over the previous days, including a new tight white tank top and a pair of black spandex shorts for exercising. She soon found herself wearing just that and walking through the gym entranceway once more. Inside Andrea gave a sigh of relief to see no sign of the thug she had met there last time. Andrea did see one person she recognized however. Catalina was doing leg exercises and stopped when she saw Andrea approaching. She got up and met Andrea half way. "I didn't know if you were going to come back here or not."

"Yeah. Made it back. I uh... had a bad experience a few days ago and I've just been getting better."

"Oh no, what happened?"

"I don't really want to get into it, but I'm fine now."

"Okay, fair enough. Hey listen, I'm having a party tonight with a few friends that you're welcome to come to if you want."

"Oh yeah? What's the party for? I heard things are kind of tight around here, money wise."

"Oh I've got enough that I'm not worried. The party is just a monthly thing that some girlfriends and I put on. No men allowed, if you get my drift."

"Well, I'll think about it."

"I really want you to come. I think it would be fun. Bring that girl you're in town with too. The more the merrier."

"I don't know if that's really her thing..."

"Come on, Andrea. Make my day. Say you'll come along."

"I'll try," Andrea said smiling at Catalina's insistance. She was actually kind of flattered.

"Do I need to be a little more persuasive maybe? Show you what you're missing?"

"What do you mean?"

Catalina moved closer until she was only a few inches away and Andrea felt fingers dance on the outside of her shorts. They were moving towards her pussy.

"What are you doing?" Andrea asked, looking around to see the four or five other gym members going about their business. She could feel Catalina's fingers pushing the tight material into her slit.

"Convincing you. If you don't want a big wet spot in your crotch while you work out you'll promise to come tonight." Catalina smiled playfully.

"I can't promise but I'll talk to Kitty and see if she has anything planned."

"Not good enough," Catalina said as she started applying more pressure. She rubbed her fingers around Andrea's labia and Andrea knew she was starting to get wet. The material was providing an unusual and quite pleasurable sensation.

"Look, I can't promise, so I don't know what you're trying to accomplish, ooo, here." A couple of people looked over briefly when Andrea let out her "ooo," but immediately turned their attention back to what they were doing. Catalina leaned in close and breathed hotly into Andrea's ear.

"Are you sure you can't promise?" Catalina grabbed Andrea's earlobe between her lips and played with it a moment. Andrea immediately tensed and more wetness poured out from between her legs. There was a small patch there now and it was growing bigger. 

"I'm sure," Andrea said and squeezed her thighs together to try and discourage Catalina's exploratory fingers.

Catalina breathed into Andrea's ear again. "Sure, sure? Or kind of sure?"

Andrea knew she would orgasm soon and then it was game over. She would cum more then enough to leave a noticeable wet patch in her crotch. "Okay, okay, I'll come."

"Promise?" Catalina shoved her fingers hard into Andrea's pussy, imbedding more of the material into her hole.

"I promise," Andrea said breathing heavily.

"Great. I'll see you at seven. Here's the address," she slipped Andrea a piece of paper and started walking away.

"Wait," Andrea said.

"Yeah?"

"You want to go to the showers and uh... finish what we started?"

Catalina smiled teasingly. "You'll just have to wait until tonight." Catalina turned and left. Andrea didn't get much exercising done after that. 

* * * *

Andrea arrived at Catalina's apartment just before seven. Surprisingly, Kitty had been in favour of the idea but had said she would be a little late because she wanted to attend to something first. She knocked and the door was quickly opened by someone she didn't recognize. The woman was black, very attractive and wearing red panties with a matching push up bra. "You must be Andrea," she said. "My name's Ashley. Come on in."

Andrea entered the apartment to find four other women present, all wearing panties and a matching bra. Suddenly, in her tank top and jeans she felt severely overdressed.

"Hey, Andrea!" It was Catalina's voice and Andrea turned to see her in a black set of underwear. "Sorry, I guess I forgot to mention the dress code. Where's your friend?"

"She'll be here. She just said she'll be a little late."

"Ah, excellent."

"So you do this every month?"

"Normally more often actually but we've been busy lately."

"Oh."

"So are you just going to stand their all overdressed or are you going to get rid of those things?"

"I don't have any underwear."

"We actually have a rule about that. No underwear means no clothes at all."

"Hah, and you just forgot to tell me about the dress code, eh?" Andrea smiled.

"Just slipped my mind," Catalina smiled knowingly.

"Right."

"So get on with it already."

Andrea smiled and looked down. Without hesitation she grabbed the base of her shirt and pulled it over her head, thus exposing her raised breasts. She dropped the shirt to the ground beside her and stood their for a moment. Two of the women were elsewhere in the room but the other three were watching her intently as her arms went back to her sides and her breasts fell into their normal position, still firm and pointing forwards.

"Hah, you don't need a push-up, that's for sure," the third woman, Andrea hadn't been introduced to said.

"Thanks." Andrea wasn't sure what else to say so she hooked her thumbs into her pants and began pulling them down. At first the slow motion revealed the smooth curves of her hips, then the first hint of pubic hair, before finally passing her ass and falling to her ankles. She stepped out of her pants and kicked them away, now fully naked in front of the group.

"Damn, I hope you move to Cuba," Catalina said. "I'd love it if you could make it to all of these parties of ours."

"You're not the only one," Ashley said. 

Meanwhile, Catalina walked around behind Andrea seductively. She placed her hands on Andrea's hips and pressed herself up against Andrea's muscular back. "You still ready from this morning?"

"Are you kidding?" Andrea said turning to look at her.

"Uh uh, face forward." Catalina's hands left Andrea's hips and her body pulled away.

"Where are you going?"

"To get something," she said musically.

"What are you getting?"

"You'll see." Andrea heard her moving around and about a minute later she came back behind her and put a hand on her lower back. "Bend over."

"Bend over?" Andrea questioned.

"Hey, who's party is this anyway?"

"Okay, okay," Andrea bent over at the waist.

"Now grab your ankles."

Andrea grasped her ankles now feeling completely exposed. "What are you doing?" She asked again as one of Catalina's hands slipped around towards her stomach to help support her.

"This," Catalina said as she shoved some kind of object deep into Andrea's ass. It was lubricated so it went in fairly easily.

"Ahh," Andrea said in surprise. Instinctively she moved into a standing position and turned to look at Catalina. Her ass clenched around the object with the new position. "What the hell is that?" 

"I told you, you'll find out. Now get back down there."

"You going to take it out?"

"Sure," she said with a smile.

Andrea looked at her sceptically but bent over again and grabbed her ankles. Her breasts hung down in-between her arms and she caught Lesley staring at them. She felt a hand on her stomach again for support and all of a sudden Catalina shoved, pushing it in another couple inches. "Ah," Andrea said standing up again. "Come on."

"Okay, okay," she said seriously. "I'll take it out."

Andrea bent over again and next thing she knew the object was inside of her another two inches. "Unnph," it was starting to get in a little far now. This time when she stood up she could clearly feel it deep in her bowels, curving slightly with the changed position of her body. "I think that's far enough," Andrea said.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Catalina took a step back to admire her handy work. The object, which Andrea could now see in a reflection, was a double dildo and about half of it was inside her. The rest poked obscenely out from between her tightly clenched cheeks.

"Here, come on and lay down," Catalina said gesturing to the kitchen table.

"On the table?"

"Sure, why not?" She helped Andrea up and lay her down with ass pointing skyward and the dildo protruding out of it. After she was set up, Catalina got onto her knees on the table and squatted over Andrea's ass. Slowly she lowered herself down on the large rubber phallus until her thighs pressed hard against Andrea's ass. She put a hand between Andrea's shoulder blades and began to ride her, slowly moving up and down.

The dildo was deep enough inside Andrea that it didn't move out very much as Catalina did her thing so Andrea simply rested face down on the table, enjoying the thought of the dark haired woman squatting over her, humping up and down. Catalina's breasts bounced up and down with her motions as she drove herself closer and closer to orgasm. Soon she was twitching and writing on top of Andrea, using her hand on Andrea's back to keep her balanced, as an orgasm washed over her. "Unnnnnnnhhhhh," she moaned pleasantly as her climax went on. The other girls had moved on to other things but a few looked over to watch when they heard Catalina cry out in orgasm.

"That was nice," Catalina said after finally coming down from orgasm. She lifted herself off of Andrea and stepped down from the table. Slowly, Andrea worked herself backwards until she too was standing on the ground once more. She reached behind her to pull the dildo out. "No," Catalina said quickly. "Leave it in."

"Why?"

"Cause it's fun."

Andrea sighed but left it in as she was instructed. "So, when do I get that orgasm you promised me earlier?"

"Oh, don't worry about that babe. You'll get plenty."

"Good," Andrea said smiling.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lesley approaching from behind. The black girl moved quickly and before Andrea could move stabbed her through the butt cheek with a syringe. She emptied it into her.

"What the fuck is that?" Andrea said suddenly very angry. She wasn't going to just stand for random needles of unidentified substances.

"Oh nothing you need to worry about," Catalina said, still smiling pleasantly.

"I doubt that very much," Andrea said aggressively. "Now what was in that?"

"Just a little something to help everyone enjoy the evening a little more." Andrea felt extremely light headed. "Oh don't worry. You'll pass out for a bit but when you come to you'll feel fine. No one's here to hurt you."

Andrea took a couple awkward steps forward and stumbled. She fell to the ground and passed out. 

* * * *

Andrea awoke on her stomach. Someone was behind her riding the double dildo in her ass and Catalina was directly in front of her, staring pleasantly into her face. "How do you feel?"

"Fine," Andrea said smiling up at her. She felt strange. She knew something was weird about it but she felt absolutely head over tails in love with the woman she was staring at. "Sorry I got mad at you before I passed out."

"Oh don't worry about it. You just enjoy the evening okay?"

"Okay," Andrea said happily. "I love you."

"I love you too babe." She leant forward and kissed Andrea passionately on the mouth. Andrea returned the kiss with even more lust and when Catalina tried to break the kiss, she didn't let her. She pulled her body forward so she was laying on top of Catalina and by proxy, the dildo slipped out of whoever was riding her. She pressed her body into the mostly naked woman beneath her and deepened the kiss. One of her hands slid upwards until it hit the fabric of the woman's bra and she moved it over her lovers semi-clothed breast, touching and groping as she would someone she loved. "Mmmm," Catalina moaned pleasantly through the kiss.

Meanwhile, whoever was riding her from behind got back in position and pushed the dildo up inside her pussy once more. Andrea felt the soft folds of the other woman's labia press against her ass hole and her thighs press against her buttocks. At least until she lifted up again and came back down once more, this time with extra force.

"Mmph," Andrea grunted as the hard impact sent her crotch into Catalina's thigh and the dildo deeper inside her rectum. She continued kissing and started rocking back and forth slightly, thrusting her pussy against Catalina's leg.

"You are a horny devil aren't you," Catalina smiled. 

"You don't know the half of it," Andrea said pumping harder against Catalina's thigh. "Mmph," she grunted again as the woman behind her came down on her ass again. "Who's behind me?"

"Why don't you look?"

"Because then I'd have to take my eyes off of you."

Catalina smiled. "It's Tara."

"What does she look like." Andrea began to kiss at Catalina's neck while she continued gently fondling her tightly restrained boobs.

Catalina put her head back and looked up hazily at Tara. "She's 23. She has the sexiest black hair that's flowing down past her shoulders just as far as her dark firm nipples. Her skin is tanned with no tan lines. She has bright blue eyes and the most gorgeous breasts in the world. Large, but not too large, you know? Rounded, with stiff little buds sticking out of the middle. Her right nipple is pierced with a gold stud and her stomach totally flat.

"Right now her curly dark pubic hair is tight against your ass. I can't even see the dildo between the two of you."

"Mmm," Andrea moaned near orgasm from her humping and from Catalina's description.

"Oh, there it is," Catalina said as Tara lifted herself off before coming down once more. "It's blue plastic and it's shining with all her cum. Her back is arched and breasts pointing upwards as she's moving up and down on that dildo. I can't see it but I know how tight her ass is and in her position it's got to be the most gorgeous heart shaped thing you've ever seen."

"Mmm," Andrea moaned again. This time she could feel Tara's tickling pubic hairs in the crack of her ass.

"She's starting to get flushed," Catalina continued. "I think she's going to cum. Her stomach is tighter and her breathing just increased." Sure enough, Andrea could hear a regular panting noise as Tara breathed in and out. Her skin is covered in sweat and glistening in the rooms light. She looks so damn sexy, Andrea."

Tara shoved down again and this time curled forward, making no effort to lift herself up again.

"She's coming," Catalina said. "She just leaned forward and her breasts are hanging down above your back. Her teeth are clenched and she's shaking. Her tits are shaking with her, even more then the rest of her."

"Unnnh," Andrea moaned as she came as well. Catalina's thigh was suddenly coated in Andrea's cum. Almost as much as Andrea's ass was coated in Tara's juices.

After another minute Tara stood up and with a long "Schhhhluck" was free of the dildo. Andrea could feel it rocking slightly in her ass, pressing against the different interior walls. Her orgasm briefly intensified and then she finally wound down. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"That must be your friend," Catalina said smiling. "You want to get up so I can go answer that?"

"Sure," Andrea said and carefully stood. She was still a little wobbly. Catalina gave her a quick kiss and walked pass her towards the door. Andrea followed.

Andrea walked to the door with dildo still imbedded deep in her anal passageway. It moved side to side with each step and was one hell of a turn on. As she approached, Catalina opened the door, wearing only her push up bra. Andrea walked up behind her and saw Kitty standing in the doorway. "Hi," Kitty said.

"Hi," Andrea said back, playing with the latch on Catalina's bra. She got it undone and it fell to the ground. Catalina only smiled at Kitty and stood aside so she could come in. Meanwhile, Andrea reached around the dark haired woman and grabbed her breasts firmly while simultaneously rubbing her crotch against the woman's ass.

"You've certainly got into the mood," Kitty said, staring at Andrea dry humping Catalina. "Hi, I'm Kitty," she said turning to the homeowner.

"Catalina," the other woman said. "Cat for short. Isn't that an irony. Kitty and Cat."

"Yeah, guess so," Kitty said smiling awkwardly. "So, looks like you guys have already got the party started."

"Sure have," Cat said as Kitty walked by. Cat gave a quick nod to Lesley and as Kitty walked by her to go deeper into the apartment, Lesley quickly stabbed a syringe into Kitty's thigh. The woman almost immediately passed out and Lesley caught her before she fell to the ground.

"What did you just do, lover?" Andrea said to Catalina, still groping her breasts.

"Just a little fantasy of mine. Will you do something for me, Andrea?"

"Anything."

"Fuck her for me while she's unconscious."

Andrea smiled and released her grip on Cat's breasts. "Sure," she said and walked over to her still fully clothed friend. In a matter of seconds she had ripped off Kitty's clothes and rolled the lithe naked woman onto her back. Andrea looked down at her unconscious body and smiled. If this would make Catalina happy it would certainly make her happy as well. Her eyes ate up Kitty's small, nearly flat breasts, her incredibly thin waist and her tiny hips. One of her legs lay casually splayed to one side and she could see the pink lips of her groomed pussy just poking through the short thin red curls of her muff.




Invid Invasion Ch. 17



"This is going to be the hottest thing I've seen all month," Cat said quietly to Tara.

"No doubt about that," Tara whispered back.

Andrea glanced back to Catalina with a smile before dropping to hands and knees and crawling over top of her passed out friend. The dildo still stuck out obscenely from her ass, just like a tail and Andrea bent down to kiss Kitty on the lips. As expected there was no response but she continued to kiss nonetheless. Once her lips were coated in a thin sheen of saliva Andrea moved downwards, kissing first at her chin and then her neck.

She soon arrived at Kitty's breasts and kissed at her non-responsive nipples. They didn't harden anymore than they did twitch as Andrea twirled her tongue around the tiny buds that topped up the small mounds of soft pale flesh. Andrea felt herself getting wet again and continued moving down Kitty's body, kissing along her ribs and stomach. The tiny hairs on her stomach stood up as she continued downwards towards her muff. She gave the length of Kitty's slit a long lick and then sat up and pressed her crotch against the redheads.

"Mmm," Andrea moaned as soon as her sex made contact with Kitty's moist slit. She was so turned on that the slightest touch was sending waves of pleasure through her body. She pressed her pussy harder into Kitty's until her lower lips melded into the other woman's and started rubbing herself against Kitty's sex. "Unnnh," Andrea moaned again as the constant friction stimulated her clit.

She humped harder and lifted one of Kitty's legs straight up into the air to get a better angle. Her breasts rocked up and down as much as Kitty's did. Kitty's arms and head limply moved up and down with each motion, her body still acting unresponsive. Andrea briefly felt a pang of guilt as she saw Kitty move at her mercy but it quickly passed and all she was left with was a feeling of love towards Catalina.

Andrea continued to hump her partner hard for the next five or ten minutes until an orgasm built up and she tensed up. Kitty continued to lay motionless as Andrea's pussy pulsed against the redheads' and let out a light trail of liquid. "Unnnnggh," Andrea moaned again before gasping in a lungful of air. Her body was twitching against Kitty's and her hand instinctively sought out Kitty's small breast to squeeze into a small cone.

When Andrea's orgasm has subsided, Catalina couldn't take it anymore. She literally pounced on Andrea and tackled her to the ground. For the next hour, Andrea didn't have a minute to herself. When the other women weren't having sex with each other, they were doing it with her. 

A while later, Kitty began to stir and slowly moved into a sitting position. "Andrea?" She said feeling the sticky caked on cum around her crotch. She looked over to see Andrea humping one of the women frantically while Catalina used the double dildo sticking out of her ass. Kitty moved over. "Andrea?"

"Oh, umph, hey Kitty."

"Andrea, we have to get out of here."

"Tell her you want to stay, lover," Catalina whispered into her ear.

"I want to stay with Catalina."

"What? But they just fucking drugged me."

"She knows what she's doing. Besides, you don't just abandon the woman you love."

"The woman you love?" Kitty said.

"Yeah. You have a problem with that?"

"Why don't you let her stay," Catalina said. "You can leave if you want."

"If Andrea stays, I stay."

"If you stay, you have to participate."

The comment was obviously made to discourage Kitty but it didn't work. She was feeling particularly stubborn. "Fine, but I'll only do it with Andrea."

"Fine." Catalina stepped off of Andrea, thus once again exposing half of the dildo to the room. "You can have my spot." 

She turned Kitty around and forced her towards Andrea so the two were ass to ass. Then, with Tara's help, she held Kitty in place while she lined up the dildo with Kitty's back door. Once the head of the cum slick dildo was pressing against the lithe redhead's tight rosebud, Catalina grabbed her thighs and shoved hard until a loud slap indicated her ass cheeks had connected with Andrea's. "Ahhhrrrgh," Kitty moaned out, half in surprise and half in pain as she was suddenly filled deep into inside her bowels.

"There you go, enjoy," Catalina said as she gave Kitty's left breast a quick hard grope before moving on. 

The rest of the night went in pretty much the same fashion with Kitty either on top of Andrea taking it up the ass, or underneath getting her pussy humped by Andrea's.

Eventually most everyone went to sleep but Andrea still refused to leave. Kitty's only hope was that Andrea would be more reasonable in the morning. 

* * * *

"Andrea, wake up." It was Kitty's voice.

"Hm?" Andrea said slowly coming around.

"We have to get out of here."

"Why would I want to do that?" Andrea was looking over at Catalina lovingly.

"Think about it objectively. Would someone you love stab me with a needle and knock me out? And would you suddenly start loving them out of nowhere for no reason? Think about it Andrea."

"Look, love doesn't always make sense."

"But some parts of it do," Kitty insisted. "Some parts always do. Do you remember any of them giving you a shot?"

Andrea appeared to be thinking about it. "I guess so..."

"Why would they do that? Why would they invite you here and then drug both of us?"

"I..." Andrea was looking much more confused. "I don't know."

Kitty nodded, encouraged. "Please, Andrea. We have to go. If you still love her in a few days when everything has had a chance to wear off then you can come back. But if not... The risk is just too high."

Andrea looked to Kitty and then back to Catalina. "But I love her."

"Let's decide that in a few days. Okay?"

Andrea paused again but eventually nodded. "Okay."

"Okay. Come on." Kitty stood up and walked to the door silently. The others were all still sleeping in the main room, but with a little effort, the two managed to leave unnoticed.

Once Catalina was out of sight, Andrea found her 'love' for the other woman quickly fading. By the time she had eaten breakfast and downed a couple of coffee's she wasn't just over it, she was pissed off. "I want to go to the police," Andrea said finishing her last sip of coffee. "I'm not going to let her get away with that kind of shit."

Kitty nodded. "Let's go, then." 

* * * *

"And after that, you two left the apartment without being noticed and came directly here?" An officer by the name of Joe was talking.

"Not quite," Andrea said. "I still wasn't feeling myself so we stopped to get breakfast. I guess Kitty was hoping it would shake me out of it so to speak."

"Hm, guess it worked," the officer said. "Look, I'll be straight with you, I can arrest and charge them, that's easy enough based on your statement. And if we do find any of those drugs in her possession it is highly illegal and that would only solidify your case. However, since the Invid left last week our legal system has been in shambles. They may not get what you would think to be an adequate sentence."

"How so?"

"Well as you may or may not know, we gave all prisoners to the Invid. The Invid would then use them in their harvesting fields and in exchange, they provided us with necessary goods that we couldn't otherwise find on the island. Now that that relationship is gone... Quite frankly we don't know what to do with our criminals. Let alone our economy. It's making everyone very nervous." He sighed and looked between Andrea and Kitty. "I'm sorry, I know that our countries problems have nothing to do with either of you two, I just wanted to make sure you understood the situation."

Andrea nodded and noticed Kitty looking at her with a gaze of warning. Obviously Kitty didn't want her to get involved. "Do you think I could talk to someone high up in the government? I may have a solution for them."

"Hah, no offence Ms., but unless you have vast resources at your disposal for trade, there isn't anything you have thought of that they haven't."

"Can you just get me a meeting please?"

He stared for a minute longer and then nodded. "I can." 

* * * *

One Week Later

Andrea and Kitty were on their way to the docks again with bags over one shoulder. "So you actually agreed to exchange goods with these people when they farm them using slave labour?"

"Those slaves you speak of are all criminals. Besides, they wouldn't budge on their prison policy. They said it's none of my business and they're probably right."

"Maybe. It just doesn't seem right that you aren't insisting on any particular rules in this alliance of cities that you're putting together."

"The rules will come. For now it's hard enough to get them all to work together, let alone to follow a specific set of laws."

"Hey bitch," the voice belonged to the first ex-military man she had met at the gym. "Ready for round two?"

Andrea turned to look at him. It was just him this time and he was being cocky. "Besides," Andrea said to Kitty. "There's advantages to playing by other peoples rules now and then. Wait here."

Andrea walked over to him. "So? You gonna come peacefully this time? Or am I going to have to kick your ass again?"

"The only reason you had a chance before is because there were four of you."

"Hah, you may be good but I know I can take you by myself. You don't scare me."

"I should," Andrea said pulling out a pistol.

"And I'm supposed to believe you'll shoot me? Hate to break it to you but only government officials and military get the five free crimes system."

"Does that law extend to foreign governments on Cuban soil by any chance?"

"There are no foreign governments."

"And if there were," Andrea said smiling. "What do you suppose they'd say. Would they grant the same laws?"

The man was looking a little nervous, but mostly he was confused. "I guess so."

"And you would guess right," Andrea said smiling. "I've officially been recognized as a military leader by the Cuban government."

"What?"

"Oh yes." Andrea fired her weapon and the bullet struck the mans leg. "That's one strike against me. I have four left you say?"

"Ahh," he yelled in pain and clutched his new wound. "What the fuck is wrong with you, bitch?"

"Just playing by the rules," Andrea said firing again. This time she aimed for his shoulder and he yelled in pain again. "That's two."

"You're fucking crazy."

"No, not crazy," Andrea said pointing the gun at his head. "But I don't want to use more then three on you. Just in case your friends and I run into each other again. What do you say?" Andrea said taking another step closer and closing to point blank range. The gun barrel was pointed right between his eyes. "Do I use the third one now? Or save it?"

"I'm sorry okay? I'm sorry. I won't ever touch you again."

"You won't ever be within 100 meters of me, or my friends again."

He nodded in a panic. "Okay, okay. Deal."

"And if I ever find out you've hurt anyone else like you hurt me... Well let's just say I still have three strikes left."

He nodded again. He looked nearly ready to cry. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, it won't happen again. I'm sorry."

"You say that, but you're still within 100 meters of me."

His eyes went wide and he turned, running the best he could on his injured leg. Andrea smiled and walked back to Kitty. "That was kind of fun," Andrea said smiling."

"Mm," Kitty said. "So now what?"

"Now we get to Florida. We lost the last week of vacation to meetings and diplomacy but if we get to Florida now we should still have some time to ourselves before the rest of the military shows up."

Kitty smiled happily. "Good idea."

End Part 17

Next: There's five chapters left and next chapter marks the beginning of a new threat. Or is it an old one. The Invid return, but not in the way you'd expect. 



Invid Invasion Ch. 18



Author's note: Phew, the end is in sight. This chapter has a little less sex then average, not to mention it's a little smaller then average but it'll pick back up again come chapter 19 and 20, so you'll just have to bare with me while I detour with all this "plot nonsense" :) There will still be some sex in the chapter though so if that's your main reason for reading, don't despair.

As usual, mail me comments/suggestions/death threats etc. at the address in my profile - even if you have to resort to just saying "cool story." And as always, I have msn messenger, so if you want to add me to your contact list just use the email address above.

And of course, I'm terribly sorry it has been such a long break between chapters. Chapter 19 is already half way done and I hope to have it out soon. Chapter 20 will be a little while after that but I do plan to finish the story. 

Also, I changed the format I had planned for the final four chapters. Chapter 19 will be as intended, chapter 20 (which was going to be a detour from the plot) has been cut and Chapter 21 and 22 will be combined into one very large chapter for the grand finale. So, without further ado...

Chapter 18 "Fall Apart"

"Andrea and Kitty got off the boat and began to walk. The boat had stopped in an old port in Miami that was still in pretty decent shape, despite the rotting wood of the docks all around it. "Where are we going?" Kitty asked as Andrea headed off to the North.

"Beats me. We're still on vacation right? So wherever we want. But I was thinking we may as well head north for the time being since that's where we'll eventually meet up with the others."

"Makes sense, I guess," Kitty said. "You ever been to Miami before?"

Andrea shook her head. "Never been to Florida before. You?"

"All the time," Kitty said. "We used to drive down here once a year when I was a kid. I've been here a couple times since. It's a nice city, even after the Invid attacked."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, it's fairly spread out, you know? And for some reason it didn't get hit as hard as a lot of the other places. There are still a few people living in the central core."

"Really? Since farming doesn't work real well on concrete I thought no one ever lived in the cities anymore."

"They have some way of bringing supplies in and out. Not really sure what."

"Huh," Andrea said looking around. This area in particular seemed as abandoned as any other city, but maybe the warehouses at the docks weren't too appealing to live in.

While Andrea looked around, Kitty walked on ahead a short distance and rounded a corner at the end of the block. Suddenly, Andrea heard the other woman shriek and back up. "What is it?" Andrea said jogging a few seconds to catch up. Kitty was breathing heavily and looked panicked.

"Bones," Kitty said leaning back against a wall with her eyes closed. "Sorry, just bones."

"What do you mean, bones?" Andrea said as she looked around the corner. She stopped in her tracks as she looked down the street. There were large heaps of blackened human skeletons lining the roadway in piles. The piles went on for a few blocks and Andrea followed Kitty back around the corner as if having them out of sight would mean they weren't there. "That's what you mean." Andrea took a deep breath. The sight of them had shaken her up a little too. "Are they from the original attack?"

"Must be," Kitty said. "Let's try and find another way around."

"The next road should be clear. I've seen set ups like this in other cities and they normally alternate roadways."

Kitty nodded and the two walked another block to clearer streets. The huge piles of charred bones were far too normal a sight in a big cities downtown. With so many people killed in the attack, there was nothing to do but cremate them and nowhere to do it but concrete intersections.

"That's the third time I've seen that, and it never gets any easier," Andrea said trying not to look to the sides whenever they walked through an intersection.

"I've never seen it before. I don't normally go to this part of the city."

Andrea nodded and wrapped a comforting arm around Kitty as they walked. A few blocks later they were passed it and both women did their best to push the thought of charred skeletons out of their heads. They didn't have a lot of success. 

* * * *

It was early evening and the two women had made it to the northern section of the city. They'd found a nice area of beach that was easy to set up a tent on and Andrea was lying naked on her back, trying to get some kind of tan under the hot sun. Kitty on the other hand, decided that some swimming was in order and, just as naked as Andrea, she was in the ocean trying to swim through the large waves. 

Andrea had her eyes closed and was dozing when Kitty's voice woke her up. "Andrea."

Andrea opened her eyes and looked towards the shore. Kitty was walking towards her. "What's up?" Andrea said.

"I was thinking of something."

"Oh?"

"Do you remember the first time we were on a beach together?"

"How could I forget," Andrea said with a smile. "How long were we at it that day?"

"A few hours at least," Kitty said dropping to hands and knees a few feet away from Andrea. She crawled the rest of the distance seductively. Each move forward caused her small breasts and lithe hips to sway back and forth.

"Mm, I think about four. Plus the time with Irene afterwards."

"Well, I've been thinking, maybe we should try and brake that record."

Andrea propped herself up on her elbows as Kitty crawled between her legs. "It's definitely worth a try," Andrea said, still smiling. She had really taken a liking to Kitty's body; her small breasts most of all. As Kitty continued crawling forward she lowered her head so her tongue touched down on Andrea's belly. As she moved she dragged it up her stomach, ribs, left breast and eventually neck and chin until it met up with her lips. 

"Tasty as ever," Kitty said holding her lips right next to Andrea's. "Are you seduced yet? Or do I need to put a little more," she thrust her hips into Andrea's, "effort into it?"

"A little more effort couldn't hurt," Andrea said joking, but smiling constantly now. She had to admit, she liked being pursued a lot more then she liked doing the pursuing. Kitty on the other hand, seemed equally comfortable at both. She had since moved into a sitting position and was running her sandy hands up her glistening wet body.

"Ooh," she said in surprise as her hands brushed her hard nipples. "The sand's a little coarser then I remembered." 

"Ads to the charm," Andrea said staring at her perky, lightly sanded breasts. "Come here, that's more then enough seduction for one day." Andrea reached out and grabbed Kitty's elbows to pull her closer.

"But I've barely started," Kitty said moving closer as Andrea was indicating.

"That just proves how good you are," Andrea said, pulling her hard against her body. 

"Oh is that it?" Kitty said. Andrea nodded. "And what does that say about you? If you don't have to put on any moves at all?"

Andrea laughed. "I don't know, maybe I'm just too easy a lay. Word's starting to spread."

"Well I haven't been telling anyone."

"Good," Andrea said. "Because every time I do it with someone else is just one less time I could be doing it with you."

Kitty paused. "Do you mean that?"

"Yeah," Andrea said a little surprised with herself. "I guess I do."

Kitty's face changed from happy, to one of pure delight and she kissed Andrea hard on the mouth. "Mmm," Andrea said backing way before her lips bruised. "I'm going to need those for later."

"Sorry," Kitty said. "You've just... you've never said anything like that before."

"I must be the type that's slow to commit."

"Are you saying you're committed? Did this just become an official us thing?"

"I guess it did."

Kitty let out an excited squeal and pounced forward, kissing Andrea once more, and this time knocking her flat on her back. She was kissing hard again but Andrea figured it was one of those times to just take it as it was given. She wrapped her arms around Kitty's lower back and squeezed, hugging her closer. 

Andrea could feel the warmth and the wetness from Kitty's crotch over her stomach. Kitty pressed into the kiss again before parting and kissing along Andrea's cheek, gradually working her way to her ear. Then, suddenly she stopped and Andrea opened her eyes to see what the hold up was. By the time she had opened her mouth to speak, Kitty was already back at it, licking the length of Andrea's earlobe. "I seem to remember you liking this," Kitty said quietly into her ear.

"Loving it maybe," Andrea said as a shudder passed through her. Kitty licked again and then stuck her tongue into her ear. "Ohh," Andrea moaned. Her level of arousal doubled with the one lick alone. "Don't stop," Andrea moaned as Kitty continued. After far too short a time she stopped, but before Andrea objected started up on the other ear. Andrea was writhing beneath her and Kitty took the opportunity to get a good grope of Andrea's right breast, squeezing it emphatically as she continued to nibble at her lover's ear.

"I know exactly what you like," Kitty whispered into her ear. "And you know exactly what I like. Between the two of us, we'll make this the best night of our lives."

"You sure about that?"

"Positive," Kitty said. "I have to tell you the truth," she whispered into Andrea's ear and then gave it a lick and a quick nibble. "I never thought we'd be a couple."

"Neither did I," Andrea said. "But truth be told, I think I was just afraid of a serious relationship with another woman." She gasped as Kitty's tongue slipped in her ear again, "but I don't think that's a problem anymore."

"What got you over it?" Kitty let go of Andrea's right breast and grasped the other one.

"I don't know. The way you snapped me out of that whole thing with those women the other day. That was part of it I'm sure."

"Well, if you weren't going to be in a relationship with me, I sure as hell wasn't going to let you be in one with someone else." Andrea gave a look of surprise and Kitty laughed. "Joking."

"You'd be right to think so though. After the way I've always led you on."

"Part of the fun," Kitty said. "Now are you going to stop talking and make love to me, or should I pull up a chair?"

"My lips are sealed," Andrea said with a smile.

"Not too sealed I hope." Kitty kissed at Andrea's lips and Andrea opened her mouth to allow Kitty's tongue access. "Mm," she moaned through the kiss. "Wait right there," Kitty said breaking the kiss and sitting up.

"Where are you going?"

"You'll see." Kitty stood and walked into the tent. A moment later she came out with her old 18-inch double dildo. "I've been keeping it for the right occasion."

Andrea felt guilty for a moment, upon seeing it as she remembered what she did to Kitty with it several months ago. "I figured you didn't want to use it anymore."

Kitty shook her head. "Just waiting for the right time. I know you weren't being you. Truth is, I wasn't really being me either. Now," Kitty got on hands and knees. "Get to it, will you?"

"Yes ma'am," Andrea said crawling over and taking the dildo from Kitty's hands. She put it on Kitty's back so it wouldn't get covered in sand and flipped onto her back so she could get between Kitty's legs with her head. "Don't let that thing fall off or it'll be a lot rougher going in thanks to all the sand."

"I'll do my best," Kitty said as Andrea lifted her head to touch her mouth to the other woman's pussy. "But knowing how good your tongue is, I can't make any promises."

Andrea kissed at Kitty's labia, taking one lip into her mouth and sucking on it before exchanging it for the other. "Unn," Kitty moaned. The brunette beneath her wrapped her arms around Kitty's legs and pressed her mouth harder into Kitty's pussy as if trying to draw out all the juices inside. She pressed her tongue inside the woman's nether hole and was rewarded with her first taste of liquid. "Mmm," Kitty moaned again.

Andrea heard the first sounds of wetness coming from Kitty's sex as her tongue continued to play inside the hole. Her lips and chin were getting wet with Kitty's juices and each time she shoved her tongue in, Kitty bucked, but somehow managed to keep the dildo from falling off her back. "Put it in. I'm wet enough," Kitty begged. 

"Okay, you're the boss," Andrea said and shimmied out from under her. She grabbed the double dildo and pressed one end up to Kitty's pussy. With one solid push, a few inches were buried inside her body.

"Mm, wrong hole."

"What do you mean, wrong hole? I have the same equipment, I'm pretty sure it's in the right spot."

Kitty shook her head. "I want it in my ass."

"Are you sure?" Andrea looked down at Kitty's crinkled bud. "It's not a very big hole."

"When you've had that whole thing up there, half of it doesn't seem like a big deal, you know? Besides, whether you know it or not, I know you like putting it in there."

"Why do you say that?" Andrea said not entirely denying it. She did have to admit, Kitty was probably right. For some reason she did like playing with the redhead's ass.

"Because when you were on the flower that was the first place you went for. Just put it in, Andrea. We'll both like it, I promise."

"Okay," Andrea said. She watched Kitty's labia part and expand away from the centre of her sex as Andrea pulled the head of the dildo out. When the plastic was free, Kitty's pussy closed again and Andrea pressed the wet head up to her ass. Andrea could see the redhead's anus twitching. It tightened briefly as Andrea pressed the head against it but quickly went slack. When it did, Andrea applied a gentle amount of pressure and pushed the tip inside. 

"You're going to have to push harder then that, if you want to get it in," Kitty said. The head wasn't even inside her yet. All she could feel was her hole partially open thanks to the light pressure of the dildo's rounded tip.

"I don't want to hurt you," Andrea said.

"You won't. Tell you what, just hold it still, I'll put it in." Without waiting for an answer she shoved back gently. Her ass slowly accommodated the plastic until the inch long head was completely inside her. It clenched around the skinnier shaft, and Kitty shoved back again, this time burying another inch or two. Before she knew it, she had half of it inside her and was about to push back once more.

"No no, you're there," Andrea said. "I'm going to want some of this for myself."

"Oh, sorry," Kitty said. "So hop on already."

Andrea, still facing Kitty, lined the other end of the dildo up with her pussy and pressed it gently past her labia. She held it by the middle as she moved up and down, each time working more of it inside her. When it was most of the way in, she let the fake phallus go and pushed the last couple inches deep inside her. Her pubic hair pressed against the crack of Kitty's ass and her legs pressed hard against her thighs. Andrea took a knee with one leg, and the other she lifted up at a ninety-degree angle so that the sole of her foot was flat on the soft sand.

Because of her upright position, compared to Kitty's horizontal one, the dildo had to bend in the middle and in doing put a lot of pressure on some unusual spots inside the two women. It felt good and Andrea, grabbing Kitty by the hips, began humping the other woman's rear.

She was enjoying herself immensely but started to feel a little bad that Kitty probably wasn't having the same amount of fun. In an attempt to correct the problem, Andrea took her hands from Kitty's hips, put one flat on the ground beside her and bent over so that her right hand could reach around and play with Kitty's free pussy. "Mm," Kitty moaned as Andrea's fingers brushed her clit. Her palm was tickling with Kitty's red pubic hairs. She reached a little further and pushed two fingers into Kitty's sex. She could feel the plastic dildo pressing against the thin membrane that separated her two holes and she curled her fingers to reach at her lover's G spot.

Kitty let out a loud pleasurable moan and Andrea felt her pussy constrict around her fingers. She was having an orgasm. Andrea stopped her thrusting for a moment so that Kitty could enjoy the warm tingling sensation of her climax. She felt her fingers get soaked in warm, thick cum and it began collecting in her palm. The dildo in her pussy was twitching thanks to the tensing of Kitty's ass. 

Andrea continued to hold her position, watching Kitty's back tense and shift as her orgasm washed over her. Eventually, her movements stopped and Andrea moved her hands back to Kitty's hips. "Ohhh, wow," Kitty said still coming down from orgasm. "Just give me a second and you can get back at it."

"No rush," Andrea said watching her sink her head between her arms to try and catch her breath. She was breathing heavily and her back was flushed.

"Okay," she said after a minute. "Go ahead."

Slowly, Andrea started moving back and forth on the dildo. The plastic was making wet sloppy sounds with her motions, giving away how turned on she really was. She started to pick up the pace, gripping harder at Kitty's hips. Eventually each thrust ended in a slapping sound as her thighs came into contact with Kitty's ass. The dildo continuously showed itself before disappearing between the two women's flesh and after a few minutes, Andrea was getting very close.

Knowing it wouldn't be long, she leant over again and reached one hand up to Kitty's breasts. It was hanging down, but small enough that it didn't hang by much. Andre cupped it and squeezed it with her cum soaked palm.

Feeling Kitty's firm breast and stiff nipple in her hand heightened her arousal and she pictured rubbing her wet pussy against the tan coloured bud. The image of Kitty writhing beneath her as she rubbed her crotch into her soft breast was more then enough to send Andrea over the edge. She tensed, gripped Kitty's tit firmly and came hard. She shook for several minutes and finally released her tight grip on Kitty's breast.

She pulled off the dildo and flipped Kitty over with the dildo still sticking out of Kitty's ass. She then lay down on top of her lover and hugged her tightly as her body continued to tense and shiver with her climax. Andrea breathed heavily and looked into Kitty's eyes. She smiled. "You have great eyes."

"Thanks," Kitty said. "So do you. Although yours are also very horny eyes."

Andrea smiled, "I never could keep a secret."

Kitty kissed her hard and it was the beginning of a long night together.

* * * *

Andrea was asleep. At least she thought she was. She was standing among the charred remains of the dead in downtown Miami. She was in an intersection where the buildings still stood fairly tall on all sides and in front of them, on each corner piles of skeletons stood as tall as she did. She looked up at a blue sky slowly turning orange. She wondered if it was sunset, but the skies color changed to quickly. Soon it was read with black specks and she knew immediately what it was. She had seen it before. "The Invid," she said aloud. 

* * * *

Andrea woke up with a start. It was early morning and the sun was just beginning to rise. "Shit," she said to herself remembering her dream. She looked over to Kitty. The other woman had her head on Andrea's right breast and her arm was casually draped over her ribs. Her hand was lightly grasping her left breast and Andrea had her own arm around the redhead's shoulders. They were both still naked from the night before.

Andrea tried to shimmy out from underneath Kitty but realized it was hopeless. "Kitty?" She said quietly so as not to startle her.

"Hm?" Kitty was only half awake but gripped Andrea's breast tighter.

"I need to get up."




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"Mm, no get up."

"You can stay sleeping but I have to get up."

"No get up."

Andrea smiled. "If you don't let me get up then you're cut off for the day. No more sex."

Kitty groaned and with one more firm squeeze to Andrea's breast, let go and rolled over. Andrea stood and put on her black, Invid one piece, followed by her holster. 'The suit really was skin tight,' she thought looking down at her protruding nipples and well-defined muscles through the fabric. 'Oh well, no time to worry about that.' "Stay here," she said to Kitty, before moving off.

She jogged into town, not really sure what she was doing, but she knew she wanted to get to the spot of her dream. They had a habit of coming true and some instinct told her that she should be there.

It took her an hour of jogging just to get back downtown and once she was there it took an additional ten minutes before she found the heaps of bones from her dream. Finally, she was standing in the middle of an intersection, surrounded by skeletons and looking up. "Man, this is not a fun place to be just now."

Five minutes later, the sky was still blue. 'Maybe they won't come,' she thought to herself. 'After all, what reason do they have to come back?'

She continued to look up, as it saved her from looking at her surroundings. An hour passed and still she looked up. 

Just as she was starting to feel relieved, the sky began to go orange. "No," she whispered quietly and pulled her .45 out of its holster. The sky turned a darker orange and shifted to red. Soon black specs were getting larger and approaching the city. "What are they doing back? Damn-it, they didn't even give us a month."

Before Andrea knew what was happening, a fleet of ships detached from the main group and headed down to the city. They were making an attack run. "Oh shit," Andrea said taking some cover behind one of the piles. She didn't want to get too close to the buildings. She remembered what happened last time.

Plasma weapons fired all around her and the ground started to shake. She wished desperately for her cyclone, but it was with Aria along with the rest of her heavy equipment. "This isn't right," she said to herself. "Why would they attack us now?"

As the buildings around her started to crumble, she noticed weapons fire coming from the ground up. People were fighting back.

The four story building on the northeast side of the street finally collapsed, creating a dust storm around her. She tried to stretch her jumpsuit up over her nose and did so with relative ease. Not only that but it filtered out the debris with surprising efficiency. Now, if only she could see.

She heard another building collapse on the southeast side and she moved to the west, trying to stay out of the way of falling cement. When she heard it settle she moved back to the east again knowing that the buildings she took shelter behind now would be soon follow the example of their counterparts.

The dust was so thick that she couldn't see the ground in front of her and she tripped on pieces of concrete several times, once ending up face to face with an old skull, before finally making it back to cover again.

The other two buildings were fired upon and started coming down, just as she knew they would. More laser fire from the ground triggered an explosion and she saw a spark of flame in the sky before a loud crash startled her. One of the Invid ships must have come down nearby. 'What now?' She thought tightening the grip on her pistol.

A few minutes passed and she heard what sounded like a hatch being blown, followed by the crunching of bone. The sound was getting closer. Carefully, quietly, she moved into a kneeling position. The dust was starting to clear slightly and through the water in her eyes she could make out a blurry shadow. It wasn't human, that was for sure. Andrea guessed it was an unarmored stage four. She crept closer as it obliviously moved towards her. She concentrated on her telepathy and stood up. She spoke telepathically to it. "If you move, or try to send out a signal to the others I will kill you where you stand."

The truth was she had no idea how to tell if it was signaling the others; she just hoped her bluff would work. It seemed to at least for the moment as the Invid stopped and turned its head slowly towards her. "Who are you?" It too spoke telepathically to her.

"I'll ask the questions around here."

"Humans do not know how to speak telepathically."

"This one does," Andrea said and carefully moved closer. This would not be a good time to trip.

"Interesting. And by exposing yourself you risk giving away your position."

"I don't risk nearly as much as you do right now."

"Ah, don't you already know? I will be reincarnated. You will not."

'Shit," Andrea thought to herself and pointed the gun at its head. It was going to give away her position. Without hesitation she fired, and the Invid crumpled to the ground, oozing green blood. "Shit," she repeated aloud. That didn't go nearly as well as it could have.

Andrea sat down on a large piece of concrete and waited for the dust to clear. She wasn't going to be able to do much else until then. She didn't even know which direction was which anymore. A few hours passed and the dust thinned enough so that she could see parts of the sky and look at her surroundings about ten feet in front of her. 'Good enough,' she thought and stood up. That would give her some cover but still have visibility. She got her bearings and started walking carefully back to the tent.

Although the attack was over, it was fairly slow moving through downtown. Rubble filled the streets and there was next to no sign of pavement. It was all debris on top of debris. After walking about half an hour, she found a body on the ground in front of her. She rushed forward but unfortunately when she arrived, it was obvious that the man was dead. She sighed and worked her way around him to continue walking.

There were another few bodies along the way and by the time she reached the fourth, she didn't have much hope. But as she bent over to check the woman's pulse, she realized that she was still breathing. 

The woman was blonde and her clothing was in tatters. She was obviously extremely beautiful but she was also unconscious. "Hey, wake up," Andrea said shifting some larger pieces of debris away from her. She was bleeding in a few spots and Andrea saw no choice but to take off the blonde's shirt and use it to stop the bleeding. The woman was still unconscious when she got out her knife, and cut it down the back before carefully removing it. She would have used her own, but as she knew from previous experience, the Invid material didn't cut well.

A few minutes later, she had the white t-shirt cut into strips and wrapped around any areas still bleeding. As she rolled the woman onto her back, her large breasts came into view and Andrea realized just how beautiful she was. When cleaned up, she probably looked better than Irene even. "Wow," she said to herself. She was stunned for a moment, staring at dirty blonde curls of hair framing a perfectly sculpted face and chest.

Knowing she had to shake herself out of it, Andrea picked her up under the arms and then lifted her onto her shoulder. She was still picturing those firm, gorgeous breasts as she cleared downtown and walked carefully down the side of one of the main streets. The woman was light for her height, no more than 130 lbs., but like all weights, after a certain amount of time, she started to get heavy.

Another hour passed all to slowly, and Andrea finally arrived at the beach. "Andrea, you're okay!" Kitty was still naked and she rushed out of the trees and over to her. "Who's this?" Kitty said looking at the woman clad only in a pair of shorts and some makeshift bandages.

"I don't know. She's been unconscious since I picked her up. Here, help me get her down."

Kitty assisted and working together the two women got the stranger off Andrea's shoulder and onto her back on the grass beside the beach. "Wow, she's gorgeous," Kitty said, immediately noticing.

"Tell me about it," Andrea said. "But somehow I doubt she'd appreciate us staring at her tits all day so let's try and find something to cover her up with."

"They hit the tent with some kind of energy beam. It's completely vaporized."

Andrea's eyes went wide. "Thank God you weren't in there."

"Yeah I know. Thank God you weren't in that mess," Kitty said pointing to downtown.

"I was," Andrea said. "It's definitely the Invid."

"But why would they come back and attack like this?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out. Aria should be here in a couple days with supplies. We'll just have to wait it out until she gets here."

Kitty nodded and looked at the blonde woman. "I'll get her some water."

"Thanks," Andrea said. "I'll try and bring her around."

Andrea knelt down beside her and gave her a light shake. "Hey, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you just fine," came a voice from behind her. Andrea immediately grabbed her .45 and spun around. It was Destiny.

"You've got a hell of a lot of nerve coming back after all this."

"Actually I never left," she began to approach and Andrea watched her carefully. "I've been following you but I lost you in Cuba. It took me a while to catch up."

"I thought you were all going to leave."

"Not all, just most. You're the one who recommended using Earth as a buffer in case the Masters attacked. We couldn't very well do that without leaving some scouts behind."

"How many?"

"Just half a dozen. But that's a topic for another time, right now there's more pressing matters. I'm glad to see you're okay."

"Could have fooled me after that attack on the city."

Destiny looked her in the eyes. "That wasn't us."

"I saw them, Destiny. I saw a stage four outside his ship."

"And I'm telling you that there are only five other Invid, at least ones that answer to the all mother, that are on this planet."

"So who's fleet is that?"

"I can't say for sure, but I would guess that the fleet belongs to The Regent."

"The Regent. I've heard about him. He's supposed to be the bad version of The All Mother"

"Basically, around thirty years ago, the two of them had a falling out. The All Mother believed in the preservation of the species, above all else. The Regent on the other hand, was angry and vengeful. He wanted payback and so he sent off to make the Masters, and anybody associated with them pay for what they'd done to our planet."

"So if it is the Regent here now..."

"Then he'll make what we did four years ago look like a summer fair." 

* * * *

Andrea had been listening to Destiny explain the situation for nearly thirty minutes. Kitty had gotten the women awake but hadn't tried to interrupt. Meanwhile, Destiny continued talking. "The important thing to remember is the Regents force is maybe half the size of the All Mother's. That means to make the kind of attack he's making he's fairly spread out."

"Which means..."

"Which means if you're going to fend them off at all, you'll do it in the first few weeks before he can get settled in. After he's had a chance to set up defenses, you might as well start digging a grave for yourself because no one will be left alive after the first six months."

"Okay, so then the question becomes: where is he?"

"He'll be in an underground hive. But unlike the hives we have, this one is mobile. It can move underground at about twenty kilometers an hour and I'd imagine he would pick somewhere in what used to be The United States to place it. If you can draw him out of the ground, he'll be vulnerable and that will be your chance."

Andrea nodded. "I'm sorry I thought it was you and the All Mother's Invid who attacked us."

"You had no reason to think otherwise," Destiny said. "No apology is necessary."

"Nonetheless..."

Destiny smiled and stood up to break the uneasy silence. "Perhaps you should introduce me to your new friend."

Andrea stood up as well. "Perhaps I should introduce myself." The two women walked over to where Kitty and the now conscious woman sat. "Hi, my name's Andrea. Sorry I couldn't say hi earlier, we had something fairly important to discuss."

"That's okay," the other woman said. "My name's Stacy. I hear you saved my life."

"No, you saved your own life. I just brought you here. The area where I found you weren't in the best of shape."

"Oh. Well thanks anyway. I'm glad you found me. If there's anything I can do to repay you I'd be happy to."

"No, I'm just glad I could help." Andrea gestured to the Invid, "this is Destiny. She's a friend of mine."

"Nice to meet you," Stacy said.

"We have some friends coming to meet us here in a few days. Assuming they made it through the attack, they have quite a lot of equipment. You're welcome to stay with us for the time being if you like."

"Thank-you. I would. At least until I can go and look for my family."

"They were in the city?"

"No, they live in Houston."

Andrea nodded. "Hopefully we can find them." 

* * * *

A few days passed slowly. When Andrea wasn't plotting strategy with Destiny, she was looking through what was left of the tent. She was currently searching some of the sand beside it and had been at it for an hour or so when she felt something hard touch her fingertips. She reached in deeper with her hand, grabbed hold of it and pulled it out.

She smiled happily as she looked at it. It was the watch her brother had given her and the only thing in her bag she really gave a damn about. Best of all it looked completely fine, other then the fact that it didn't work. She put it on her wrist so as not to lose it again and walked over to the others.

"Found what you were looking for?" Kitty said.

"Yeah, actually. I was just," Andrea stopped short when she heard the hum of motorized vehicles in the distance. "You think that's them?"

"Who knows," Kitty said standing up.

"You and Stacy wait here," Andrea said grabbing her weapon and running out towards the sound. She found some brush to hide in along the road and after a few minutes she saw a jeep driving down the road, followed by a troop carrier and a half dozen tanks. Andrea smiled, recognizing the equipment and moved out from her hiding space.

The jeep pulled to a stop in front of her and Aria got out happily. "Fuck, am I glad to see you."

"You too," Andrea said happily. "Did you guys make it through the attack okay?"

"Surprisingly yeah. I was fuckin' taking back roads and shit so as to avoid Coalition forces and I found this one road along the coast that was all treed in. So I took that and I guess the fuckers didn't see most of our stuff cause they only got three transports and a tank."

"Good."

Thunder stepped out of the transport behind Aria's jeep and Aria hesitated for a minute. "Look, I've got some shitty news, okay?"

Andrea's smile faded. "What's wrong?"

"Fuck," Aria said to herself and sighed. "Ed was on one of the transports that got hit. He didn't make it."

"Ed didn't make it?" Andrea was stunned.

"I did what I could, but... fuck, yeah, he didn't make it."

Andrea stood in silence for a moment with a blank expression. "We've got to..." She stopped, unsure of what to say. "Get all the vehicles under some cover. I have to... I have to go for a minute." Andrea walked off into the trees beside the road. Aria looked to Thunder with a frown and walked back to her jeep.

"Come on, maggots, let's get these vehicles hidden," she said into the radio.

* * * *

Andrea didn't know what to think. She's already had to go through Ed's death once, or at least what she thought was his death. To lose him a second time was unbelievably hard. Keri, Heather and now him, all in the last few months. Who would be next?

All she could think about for the next hour of her walk was how to stop it from happening to anybody else. If the attack in Miami was any indication, Earth's human population probably just halved.

She knew she had a fairly sizable military force at her disposal, and so did the Coalition. Between the two of them they'd stand a fighting chance against the latest alien invasion but getting the Coalition to work with her would be a lot easier said then done.

Eventually she found herself back at camp and by default had decided the time for mourning would come after the crisis was dealt with. She couldn't afford any distractions until after the Invid were sent packing.

She located Aria and walked over. "Did you see any potential Invid targets on your way here?"

"There's a hive that's being set up just north of here. But that's kind of a big ass target. Can't think of any we saw that would be more appropriate."

"Okay. Andrea looked around. "Our troop count seems a little thin."

"Yeah, we have more people then cars so I had to rig up my own version of the pony express. They'll all be coming in phases over the next few days. But I did think ahead and get all those chumps from Oaxaca that promised to help you out."

"How many did you get?"

"Hah, that's the funny thing, half the fucking town showed up. I guess your free gift idea wasn't so bad after all. About twenty thousand. I did the same in York and got another fifteen."

"So we're looking at nearly 100,000 soldiers."

"The Coalition can kiss my ass. 100,000 isn't bad, even if they barely know which direction to point a gun."

Andrea smiled, "no, 100,000 isn't bad at all. No wonder it's taking them a while to get here."

"Exactly. Even in the fuckin' glory days it took a while to mobilize that many people." Aria paused for a minute and leaned in. "Listen, I've been thinking. I know they're a bunch of ass-fuck, racist, shit eating bastards, but if we could get the Coalition to help us out, we could send all these invading fuckers home in one giant-ass body bag. Hell, we'll bury them in pink bunny ears so we can find their bitch-asses in hell and fuck them up a second time."

"You're a very strange person, Aria."

"Yeah but I'm right and you know it."

"I know it," Andrea conceded.

"There's a radio transmitter down that way. We've been picking up Coalition signals so I'm sure can reach them if you want."

Andrea nodded. "I'll do that now." Andrea started walking away.

"Remember, Andrea. Pink bunny ears."

"I'll remember," Andrea said and continued walking. She found the transmitter Aria was talking about in only a few minutes and immediately tuned it to a common Coalition frequency.

"This is Andrea Robertson for General Johnson on the council."

"Rank and position please," a cool male voice answered back.

"I'm not in the Coalition. I need to speak with the general immediately."

"What did you say your name was?"

"Andrea Robertson."

"Ah yes, I've heard of you. I'll see if the general will take your call."

"Thank-you."

There was a clicking noise and a long pause before the radio kicked in with some static and Jack's voice came on the line. "Andrea. I'm glad to hear you're okay."

"You too. How did Trump Towers fair?"

"We fended off the initial attack but we believe they're regrouping. We expect another offensive in a few days. Is this a secure channel?"

"Uh, no. Give me a minute."

"Okay, go to type three common encryption."

"Uh, copy that." Andrea looked around briefly for an encryption button. She'd never used a radio for more then common conversation before. She noticed a few other people in the vehicle with her so she turned to them. "Does anyone know how to encrypt a frequency?"

"Uh, sure, give me a minute and ah'll be right there." Andrea's heart stopped as she heard the accent. She turned to see someone that looked nothing like Ed. "Uh, you okay ma'am?" He was a pudgy man in his thirties. Dirty clothes with a bit of a beer belly. Also like Ed. Andrea had trouble keeping her emotions in check.




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She snapped herself out of it. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Alright, so what d' you need here?"

"Type three common encryption. Whatever that means."

"Oh no problem. If y' want you can ask him if he wants to go to Coalition E. Ah happened to learn that one in my travels."

"No, that's okay," Andrea said thinking it would be better to use that to gather information instead of giving away that she knows the code.

"Alright," he said punching a few buttons on the control panel. "There ya go. Type three common."

"Thanks."

"No problem," he said and went back to his work.

Andrea picked up the radio. "Okay I'm secure."

"Good," Jack said. "What do you know about this attack? Why are your Invid pals back?"

"That's just it. It's not the same group of Invid that were here before. See, politically they have two different leaders and different groups that follow each one. They're completely independent."

"So you're saying this is their big brother?"

"Little brother actually, but a lot meaner." Andrea explained what Destiny had told her and finished off by asking if the Coalition would be willing to join forces with her for a counter attack.

"I'll see what I can do, Andrea. But you're not real popular over here right now."

"I know, but we both know that this is our only chance. If we can unite our forces we can force them to leave now."

"Alright, I'll run it by the council. I'll give you an answer within the hour."

"Thanks, Jack."

"Don't thank me yet. Let's just see how this plays out."

"Okay. I'll be waiting." Andrea put the radio back on the hook and leaned back in her chair. This was going to be a long hour. 

* * * *

"Andrea, come in?" Andrea jumped in her chair but quickly reached for the radio.

"I'm here, Jack. Give me good news."

"I've got good and bad. The good is that I've convinced the council that you would be a good ally for this particular mission."

"Well that's the main thing isn't it?"

"I'm afraid not. The Emperor isn't willing to risk the safety of the tower by diverting our forces. We've currently called everyone back who's within range to aid in its defense. We can give you some of our people in northern Mexico but you'll only get five, maybe ten thousand and minimal equipment. The rest are all coming here."

"Damn-it, Jack. If we stay on the defensive the whole time we are going to lose. We have to attack fast, before they can cement their positions."

"I know that and you know that, but the Emperor doesn't agree. I'm sorry, Andrea. There's nothing I can except wish you luck. Whatever troops are coming will arrive within two days. After that, you'd better move out before it's too late for all of us."

"Jack, listen to me. You have to try again. Convince the Emperor that we have to do it this way or not at all." There was an empty pause. "Jack?" Andrea waited another moment. "Jack, come in."

The technician who had helped her earlier spoke up. "See how that light's off? It means the other side's no longer transmitting. He can't hear you."

"Damn-it," Andrea threw the radio onto the console. 

"So, uh... Are we still goin' t' do it? To attack I mean?"

"I don't know," Andrea said solemnly. "I don't know."

"Well if you want mah advice, which you probably don't, Ah say we make a stand. This is the fourth group of invaders t' hit this planet since ah was born and ah think someone needs to tell them, and all the other assholes out there where to go."

"What did you say your name was?" Andrea asked.

"Ah didn't. Mah name's Mike."

"You have some good advice Mike."

"Ah like to think so," he said with a smile.

Andrea smiled back and left the trailer. 

* * * *

"So? What'd they say?" Aria asked as she saw Andrea approached.

"What was it you called them earlier?"

"Ass-fuck, racist, shit eating bastards," Aria said.

"It's true."

"Fuck," Aria said. "So what do we do now?"

"We wait two days for whoever else can get here, and then we move out. It's time someone tells this group, and all the others to follow, that Earth's not for the taking."

End Part 18

Next: Two chapters left! In part 19, Andrea's army gets some combat experience. But how are the five thousand Coalition soldiers that join her going to interfere with group morale? It's a battle royal as we gear up for Invid Invasion's grand finale.



Invid Invasion Ch. 19



Author's note: Thanks again for sticking with me! I've got chapter 19 up in decent time and hopefully chapter 20 will be up soon. But I am going overseas for a month so if you don't see it by mid June, expect to wait at least another month.

Anyway, here's the deal. I've been thinking about how I wanted to end this story over another few chapters and I'd like to share my thoughts (if I did this last chapter, I appologize. I don't know where I am :). Chapter 21 and 22 (the final two chapters) were to follow more or less the same story but for whatever reason split over two different chapters - probably due to suspected length. Chapter 20 was to be a stand-alone story in the traditional "every five chapters do something special" format. So I thought, why not combine chapters 21 and 22 into one big chapter. No loss of content, it just makes more sense with formatting... And THEN I thought... Chapter 20 (entertaining as it may be) is really just a throw away chapter and it will kill momentum coming into the end of the story, so THEN I thought... why not make chapter 21 and 22 (the now combined chapter 21) into chapter 20 and finish II off with a nice round number.

So, that is what I'm going to do. Thus, the chapter you are reading now is in fact the penultimate chapter of this Invid Invasion: Destiny book. It doesn't have a lot of sex in it compared to many chapters, but just wait until chapter 20. You'll have all you can handle. After all, I intend to go out with one hell of a bang for the super-sized final chapter!

As usual, mail me comments/suggestions/death threats etc. at the address in my profile - Even if you have to resort to just saying "cool story." And as always, I have msn messenger, so if you want to add me to your contact list just use the email address above.

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Chapter 19

"Offensive"

"It was morning and Andrea was sitting with Aria at breakfast. "So everyone is here?" Andrea asked.

"Mostly," Aria said. "Enough of them to make a fight of it. You figured out your strategy yet?"

"Unfortunately. How many of those daisy cutters did you say you found in the stockpile?"

"Oh, fuck," Aria said.

"How many?"

"Twelve. I take it you're going to be using one of them?"

"I'm going to be using eight of them."

"You realize daisy cutters aren't a fuckin' pair of giant pruners right? We're talking about high yield bombs."

"I know."

"Fuck, Andrea. Mike tells me each one will take out half a kilometre. What the fuck do you need eight for?"

"To make a point. They're non-nuclear so using more then one won't damage the environment. Not that it matters anymore anyway."

"That's not the fucking point and you know it. You can't just go around dropping enough firepower to take out a small city on any damn thing you want to."

"Oh, so now you're the voice of reason and common sense, is that it?"

"Fuck," Aria said to herself.

"I would think you'd want the Invid gone more than anybody."

"Believe me, I do but what if something goes wrong and you hit this army of yours?"

"It's a chance we have to take. Come on, Aria. Don't tell me you're not with me on this one."

Aria sighed. "I'm with you. Just be careful with those things. The only thing I hate worse then the Invid are fucking bombs."

"Well I'm not a fan of them either but we have to do what we have to do."

"Fuck." Aria stood up. "I'll get everyone together, tell 'em to start on route to the staging point, all that shit."

"Good. Thank-you."

"Don't thank me yet. Mark my words, by the time this week is over you'll have wished I tried harder to convince you not to use them." 

* * * *

Bringing everyone up north took a lot longer than Andrea had expected. Since there were so many more people than vehicles each truck had to make the run three or four times to move them all. Not to mention they had to take sheltered back roads to help prevent them from being seen by the Invid. The last thing they needed before their attack was an ambush.

Andrea had waited for the last group of transports and was about half way to their destination when a poker game started in the back of the vehicle. Andrea didn't particularly feel like playing but did sit back to watch the others. There were half a dozen players, two of them female and the rest male. She didn't recognize any of them, but that was nothing unusual nowadays. The army had been growing so fast she could hardly keep up. Unfortunately that meant nearly all of her troops were under-trained. 

Without anything to bet the game quickly turned into something much more akin to truth or dare, but without the truth. Overall though, it was relatively mild, probably because of Andrea's presence. Andrea had to laugh at one point though, when one of the men walked to the back of the carrier, opened up the flaps and mooned the Coalition soldiers travelling behind them. When Andrea heard the round of helpless honking on the horn from the car behind them, she couldn't help but laugh. After a solid minute of wagging his ass back and forth, he pulled up his pants and closed the flaps again.

The ride seemed to go a little quicker after that.

* * * *

The truck had stopped and Andrea was the first one out. Since she still had a bit of planning to do before the attack in the morning, she headed off to the operations carrier to get to work. "Hey, Andrea," it was Mike's voice. Andrea stopped and turned to look at him. "Wait up a sec, will ya?"

"What's up Mike?"

Mike finally caught up and looked around, "well uh... it's kinda personal in nature. Do you have a minute?"

"A minute I can spare. What is it?"

"Ah was wonderin' how well you knew Stacy."

"Hah, not very. I met her just before I met you."

"Oh. Cause see, Ah noticed that she seems t' spend a lot of time on her own, you know? Ah thought maybe she didn't have many friends around here."

"You're probably right there, she hasn't had much time to meet people yet."

"Ah see."

"What was it you wanted to ask me, Mike?"

"Oh, uh... Ah was wonderin' if you think it'd be okay to ask her out for a date. Maybe show her people aren't so bad around here, y'know?"

Andrea laughed to herself. "You don't have to ask me permission to ask someone out Mike."

"Ah know. Ah know that. It's just, Ah don't know her story. She still seems kinda shaken up and I wasn't sure if it was really an appropriate time, you know?"

"Yeah, I know. Listen, if you want my advice, just go ask her. It'll be fine."

Mike nodded. "Okay, will do, thanks."

"No problem," Andrea smiled, still not sure what entirely she had done to help.

"Oh, Mike?"

"Yeah?" he said stopping.

"I've got a question for you too."

"Okay, what's goin' on?"

"I'm wondering if you could outfit some of the troop carriers to travel by remote."

"By remote?" he said surprised. "Ah guess so. It may take a bit though. How many do you need?"

"Nine."

"Daym. Probably take me three or four days, assumin' I can find all the parts."

"I'm sure the parts won't be a problem. The Coalition sent us a supply truck with all kinds of gadgets and materials. But I need them all done by tomorrow morning."

"You're kiddin,' right?" Andrea shook her head. "Shit. Guess ah'm gonna have to ask Stacy out in a day or two. Alright, ah guess if ah got some help from people in the army, ah could pull an all nighter an' maybe finish it off for you."

"Thank-you, Mike."

"Hah, yeah no problem ah guess."

He turned to leave one more time and Andrea spoke up again, "and Mike?" He turned to face her. "It's important."

"Ah'll get it done, don't you worry 'bout that." Mike turned back around and left.

* * * *

Andrea finally left the operations vehicle near midnight. She was exhausted and made a bee-line to her tent planning to be asleep within the next few minutes. By the time her head hit the pillow she was out and dreaming.

She knew she was dreaming because she was naked, underwater, and yet had no trouble breathing. She tried to swim to the surface but despite its close proximity, she couldn't get any closer. Light and shadow refracted from the waves above and danced over her nude skin. "Andrea, turn around." It was Irene's voice, and Andrea did as instructed.

Irene floated in front of her, also naked. Her long blonde hair was splayed out all around her face. "What are you doing here?" Andrea said telepathically to her friend.

"I thought you might be lonely," Irene reached gingerly around Andrea's waist and pulled her tight against her own body. "I figured I could cheer you up."

Andrea felt her stomach and breasts melt into Irene's warm body. It was a nice feeling in the cool water all around her. She hugged Irene back and as she pushed her pelvis into the blonde's, she could feel the warmth coming from between the woman's legs. Irene moved her face closer so their lips were nearly touching. Irene breathed out slowly and a series of bubbles escaped her mouth and floated to the surface.

"If we can breath water, why are their bubbles," Andrea said curiously.

"Don't question," Irene said. "Just tell me you want this."

Andrea didn't know what to say. "Ed's dead. I didn't even get to say good-bye."

Irene looked sad tightened her grip around Andrea. "Then tell me you need this. Let me make you feel better, even if only for a while."

"I need this," Andrea said with bubbles now escaping her lips. She could see her own hair in front of her face as if it was blowing in a strong breeze but in slow motion.

Irene breathed out again and the air bubbles brushed lightly against Andrea's lips on their way to the surface, tickling her sensitive skin in an extremely erotic way. Slowly, the blonde leaned forward until her warm lower lip touched with Andrea's. At that point it was Andrea's turn to take control and she moved her lips closer. She moved slowly at first, enjoying the feel of Irene's full lips pressing lightly into her own but soon after, her desire to forget the complications of life overcame her and she pressed her lips hard into her lovers.

Irene pressed back, and soon Andrea felt the delicate touch of Irene's tongue against her swelling lower lip. Andrea breathed hotly into Irene's mouth and parted her lips just enough to make way for the tongue requesting entrance. She could feel its bumpy surface and smooth underside against her lips and a shiver ran down her spine before she was compelled to meet the tip of it with her own tongue. The tips flattened against each other and as Andrea pushed harder, more and more of their tongues touched until they felt as if they were one.

Slowly, Andrea reached up Irene's sides, only stopping when she could feel the swell of the blonde's breasts with her thumbs. Using the soft mounds of flesh that overflowed off the sides of Irene's torso, Andrea separated her chest from her lovers and moved her hands inwards to grasp Irene's large breasts tightly. She could feel the soft nub of each nipple poking into her hands and Andrea began to massage them; rolling her thumbs around the pink buds.

Andrea heard an unusual sounding moan come out of Irene. A guttural, passionate moan distorted by the water. Suddenly, to Andrea's surprise, Irene grasped her by the wrists and gently pulled her arms away from her firm, round breasts. That was Andrea's first real look at them underwater and they were impressive indeed. Large perfect globes, shimmering in light and unaffected to the slightest degree by gravity. Her pink swollen nipples pointed upwards and her breasts looked so perfectly placed on her chest, Andrea could hardly keep her hands off her. 

Irene had other plans however and lowered herself slightly to place her head between Andrea's own firm, shimmering boobs. The buoyancy of the water had equally attractive effects on Andrea's chest, forming her smaller breasts into youthful cones that stood straight out. Irene grasped one firmly as she kissed at Andrea's cleavage and up towards the nipple of the other.

There was no feeling of wetness left by Irene's mouth. Only a residual heat and pleasant friction from her taste buds. The water seemed to heighten her sense of touch and her nipples responded accordingly. The cold water only stiffened the already tight buds further and when Irene's hot mouth enveloped her hard rosebud, Andrea gasped in pleasure. The sudden heat and friction from her tongue was nearly more than she could take. She let her arms and legs go limp, no longer trying to stay afloat. She was all too happy to let Irene take things from there. She never realized how good it felt to stretch out with no concerns as to where the floor was.

Painstakingly slowly, Irene shifted her mouths attention to the other breast, kneading them both pleasurably as she did so. Then, just as slowly she began kissing down Andrea's ribs, occasionally running her tongue along the smooth skin before kissing it again. When Irene mouthed the bottom of her breasts, or her ribs, or stomach, Andrea couldn't help but break out in goose-bumps. She arched her back, but found no additional weight on her butt or shoulders. She smiled at that and Irene continued to kiss at Andrea's skin as if she were grabbing a lip into her mouth to devour it whole.

Finally, to Andrea's relief, Irene's mouth made it to its final destination between her legs. It kissed hard at Andrea's trimmed pubic hair. Irene even bit down gently and pulled away. The movement elicited a surprised gasp of brief pain from Andrea as Irene's teeth had clamped down around a number of the short brown hairs lining the area. Irene smiled upwards, spitting the hairs out to slowly drift away.

"That was cruel," Andrea said.

"Yeah it was," Irene said still smiling from between Andrea's legs. Then, as if putting on a show, she rubbed her tongue along the length of Andrea's slit before licking her lips erotically. "You still taste like you," Irene said and lowered her head once more. She kissed deeply at Andrea's sex. Andrea's lower lips wrapped around Irene's mouth as the blonde dug deeper with her tongue, forcing it as far as she could inside Andrea's pussy. Andrea flung her head back and moaned as she shivered. The cool water was starting to get to her but for the moment, she was more concerned with the tongue between her legs.

Irene's hands tickled as they brushed up Andrea's hips and moved towards her breasts. They gripped the fleshy mounds tightly and Andrea felt a surge of pleasure flow through her chest. She was instantly warmed in the chilly water and her nipples became painfully hard. Irene squeezed one of them, again sending warm pleasure through her torso and up into her neck. Her stomach twitched as Irene's tongue rubbed across her clit and the warmth spread downwards through her stomach and pubic region.

Instinctively she wrapped her long smooth legs around Irene's neck and crossed them at the ankles. Irene continued to delve deeply while she reached up and desperately massaged Andrea's breasts. Andrea couldn't help but arch her back and without anything to stop her shoulders she curved away from Irene's groping hands, forcing them to get a lock around her legs instead. She felt her pussy get even warmer on Irene's tongue and new she was about to cum. Then, suddenly, it stopped and the flowing blonde curls pulled away. "No," Andrea moaned, straightening her back out. "I was almost there."

"I know," Irene said with a smile while using her hold on Andrea's legs to pull herself up her body. A few seconds later they were face to face only a few inches apart. Their breasts pointed at each other in the water as if requesting the others' presence. They soon got their answer as Andrea wrapped her arms tightly around Irene's neck and pulled her close, meeting her open mouthed and kissing hard. Their breasts mashed together in the cool water. Andrea felt swallowed up by the warmth of Irene's skin. She never wanted to move.

"You want to feel something neat?" Irene said through the kiss.

"What?" Andrea said more than willing to try something new. 

"Put a finger in my pussy."

Andrea did as she was told, snaking her arm between their flat stomachs and curling her fingers upwards until finding the entrance to Irene's insides. She shoved gently, pushing first one, then a second finger inside.

"Okay, you ready?" Irene said.

"Ready," Andrea responded, now slowly moving them in and out of Irene's moist sex. She was enjoying the feel of the blonde's muscles contracting tightly around her fingers. Suddenly, Andrea felt a rush of pleasure concentrated in her pussy, it felt as if Irene had just inserted two fingers into her sex as well. After a moment, Andrea realized that she could feel two hands on her back as Irene continued the kiss. Andrea broke away for a moment in confusion. "What?"

"It's our link," Irene said sliding one of her hands around towards Andrea's breast and caressing it. "I'm using it to transmit what I'm feeling." Irene's hand snaked downwards, forcing Andrea into a pleasurable shiver as it slid across her stomach and through her pubic hair. A few moments later she felt pressure against her sex and Irene slid two fingers in.

"Ahhh," Andrea moaned in surprise. She felt Irene's fingers inside her, but also felt as if there were two others, pressing on slightly different spots. Andrea closed her eyes and arched her neck back as the fingers inside her pussy seemed to double in sensation. 

"Unnn," Irene moaned at the same time. "It feels good, doesn't it?" She pushed her fingers in to the hilt and both women moaned again. "Having only two fingers inside but feeling them in two spots at the same time?"

"God yes," Andrea moaned. She used her spare hand to pull Irene closer and kissed her again hard on the mouth. As with the fingers inside her, the sensation seemed to double as their tongues ran across each other. Andrea felt herself approaching orgasm.

"Not yet," Irene said taking her fingers out of Andrea. She then grabbed Andrea's wrist and pulled the other woman's digits out of her own pussy. Andrea moaned in disappointment. "I said not yet," Irene repeated.

"But I want you so bad," Andrea said.

"And you can have me. But slowly." Irene kissed her again and then pulled away. She floated a few feet down Andrea's body and spun around so they were crotch to crotch. She grabbed Andrea's ankle and used it to guide her sex into Andrea's and moved into a sitting position, thinking it the best view of her lover.

"Your breasts look amazing in water," Andrea said looking at them pointing upwards, while light refracting through the waves danced across them. "Not that they don't normally." Andrea reached down and grasped Irene gently by the outer thighs. 

"So what are you waiting for?"

"I guess I'm a little enthralled myself. You have such a gorgeous body. I wish I had muscles like yours."

"I wish I had boobs like yours."

"Then we're even," Irene said. "Ready to fuck like animals?"

"You have no idea," Andrea said smiling up at her lover.

Without another word, Irene slowly rubbed her pussy along Andrea's and then flexed her hips backwards again to do it in reverse. She couldn't help tilting her head back at the double pleasure the movement brought and had trouble finding the energy to continue going.

She paused for a second, relishing in the giddy, tingling feeling of her first thrust before she bucked her hips into Andrea's a second time. This time, she pressed a little harder and the tingling spread through both women's bodies. "Mmm," Andrea moaned and instinctually bucked her hips to counteract Irene's movements. "Don't stop," Andrea said as her body writhed around in the weightless environment.

Irene pumped again, then a fourth time. By her fifth thrust, she had leaned forward slightly and grabbed at Andrea's breasts with one of her hands. "Oooohhhh," both women moaned in tandem.




Invid Invasion Ch. 19



Irene picked up the pace and changed her movements from a hump to more of a grind, wiggling her hips back and forth so that her pussy rubbed against Andrea's without ever being separate. Her hips gyrated as she moved as quickly as possible in the dense water. After a few minutes, Andrea couldn't hold back any more and she came, instantly triggering Irene's orgasm as well.

The feeling of two orgasms at the same time, completely floored Andrea. She wouldn't have been able to describe how pleasurable it was to save her life. She writhed and twisted in the water, completely overcome by instinct. She couldn't think; only images of breasts, smooth stomachs, lips and grinding crotches seemed to manifest themselves in her head. She tried to speak but all that she could muster were guttural moans of pleasure that seemed to originate from the very center of her being.

And the feeling went on like that. The women fed off each others pleasure for long seconds that led into long minutes. By the time Andrea was winding down, at least five minutes of literally mind-numbing orgasm had passed. It was another few minutes before she could move and a few minutes after that before she could speak.

"Oh, God," Andrea said still out of breath. She had never imagined pleasure like that.

"Oh, Andrea," Irene said turning herself around and pressing her body up against her lovers as tightly as possible. "You're my whole world. I wish the All Mother would invade again just so I can see your face in person again."

Andrea couldn't help but blush redder than she already was from orgasm. "I want to see you again too. Why couldn't it have been you that stayed instead of Destiny?"

"The All Mother didn't think I'd be able to handle it as well. She's probably right."

"Maybe," Andrea said not completely relenting the point. 

"Andrea?"

"Yeah?"

"I have something to tell you tomorrow. Maybe when you go back to sleep I'll be able to contact you like this again."

"Okay," Andrea said, still too exhausted to press Irene for more details just now. Besides, she had a feeling it was bad news and didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Do you want to do it again?" Irene said smiling innocently at her friend.

"Is that a trick question? Of course I do."

"Mmm, good," Irene said and she pressed into her lover and kissed fiercely once more. Suddenly, Andrea's surroundings went black and she felt herself weighted down by gravity once more. She was awake.

"Unnnnhh," she grunted as she rolled over. That was one dream she didn't want to wake up from. She reached down and felt her pussy was completely soaked. Not to mention the fact that she was horny as hell. Slowly she opened her eyes. She was in her tent just as she expected and Kitty was lying asleep beside her. She was under the same covers but in her sleep they had been pulled down nearly to her waist, thus exposing her small upturned breasts and puffy pink nipples. Andrea looked at them and realized they were already hard from the cool night air. She watched them as they rose and fell with her breathing.

Gingerly, she reached over and put her hand over the right one, which was on the far side of her. She looked from the other naked breast up to Kitty's young, innocent face and back down her smooth almost overly thin stomach. Eventually she gazed back to the sleeping woman's chest and she knew she couldn't wait anymore. She was horny as all hell.

Andrea took Kitty's naked nipple into her mouth and flicked at it with her tongue. The younger woman didn't stir so she continued. The nipple responded, growing even harder inside her mouth and Andrea began massaging the small fleshy area of her other breast while she suckled at the nipple in her mouth.

"Mmm," Kitty smiled in her sleep but still didn't wake up. Andrea had an idea. She crawled under the blankets until her head was next to Kitty's newly bald pussy. Kitty must have just shaved. Andrea smiled and pulled the blanket over her head and pressed her tongue up against the redhead's clit. She could feel the smooth skin around it against her lips and cheek and it felt nice but there was still no response from Kitty. Andrea flicked the woman's clit with her tongue and took it into her mouth. Slowly it began to harden and as it did, Kitty slowly stirred. "Andrea?" She said hazily.

"Mm-hmm?" Andrea said not taking her mouth away from Kitty's hairless sex.

"What are you doing down there?"

"In response Andrea sucked harder and slipped a finger deep inside Kitty's pussy."

"Oh," Kitty said half in answer and half in surprised pleasure. Andrea sucked at Kitty's clit just as she had her nipple earlier and Kitty moaned. "I don't know what's gotten into you but I like it," the redhead said.

Andrea didn't respond but she wanted some pleasure on her pussy as well. She swung her body around until they were in a 69 and lowered her dripping crotch down over Kitty's face.

"God, it looks like you've already cum," Kitty said staring at Andrea wet pussy.

Andrea pulled her mouth away from Kitty's clit long enough to say, "I had quite the dream."

"I see," Kitty said lifting her head just long enough to give Andrea's slit a solid lick. "You still taste pretty damn good. I guess you need another one hm?"

"Mm-hmm," Andrea said buried in Kitty's sex once more. Andrea's nose pressed into the deepest parts of Kitty's sex while her tongue continued to lap at her clit relentlessly. 

"Ooo, not so hard," Kitty said.

"Sorry," Andrea pulled away to say before going back at it again. Her chin, lips and nose were soaked in Kitty's juices. "I'm not the only one that's pretty wet."

"With lip service like that, how could I not be," Kitty said and grabbing Andrea by the ass, pulled down hard until Andrea's sex was pressed into her face.

Andrea twitched as Kitty's tongue explored the deepest areas of her pussy. She moaned into the redhead's sex and did her best to keep licking. She felt hands pressing down harder on her ass pressing it tighter against Kitty's mouth when one of those hands moved inwards. The next thing Andrea knew there was a finger pressing against her asshole lightly as if requesting permission to enter. Andrea was still buried in-between Kitty's legs and did her best to relax her rear hole. Kitty took that as a sign to continue and put a little more pressure on the pink rosebud. With a little effort she worked her finger in to the second knuckle and played in Andrea's rear while continuing to assault her pussy with her tongue.

Feeling orgasm approaching, Andrea pulled away and turned to face Kitty mouth to mouth. They kissed hard and sloppy thanks to all the juices on their chins and mouths. Andrea reached down to grab Kitty's sweat covered breasts as the kiss continued to deepen. A few minutes later, Andrea sat up and shifted into the same position Irene and her had been in during her dream. "What's this?" Kitty said.

"Something I was dreaming about," Andrea smiled back as her crotch pressed into Kitty's. She grabbed one of Kitty's legs and pointed it up. Then, holding it as a stabilizer, Andrea began to grind her crotch into the redheads.

"Mmm," Kitty moaned. "That's amazing."

Andrea didn't speak. Her eyes were closed and she was desperately trying to return to the mindless carnal state she was at before. Her thrusting and grinding continued and as she got closer and closer to orgasm she nearly felt as if she were there. Visions of Kitty's small sweaty breasts, her mouth in an O from orgasm, her neck and chest flushed, all the sexual images she could think of danced through her head. And then her orgasm hit her.

Andrea shook in pleasure as the first wave of it came over her and she drenched Kitty's sex with her own juices. The first pulse of her orgasm triggered one in Kitty and the redhead shook nearly as hard, twitching and writhing in pleasure.

"I love you, Kitty," Andrea said when it had wound down. She dropped the redheads' leg and laid down on top of her.

"I love you too," Kitty said in response.

Andrea smiled at that and let herself go limp in her lovers' arms. She quickly drifted back to sleep.

* * * *

Andrea woke up with her head on her lovers' chest. Her hair was splayed out around her and she lifted her head to admire Kitty's face. As she did so, Kitty groaned and rolled over to her side, placing her arm on Andrea's hip. Her small breasts pushed together slightly.

Andrea kissed her on the forehead and shimmied out from under Kitty's arm. She silently put on her Invid jumpsuit and exited the tent. It was a drizzly day but the sun was lighting the thin cloud layer vibrantly. The horizon looked free of clouds and Andrea figured it would probably clear up soon.

It was still early but a few people were rising. There were half a dozen troop carriers parked in a line near the trees and there seemed to be a wide range of commotion around them. Andrea walked over. 

"Mike?" She said as she got closer. There were at least a dozen people buzzing around between vehicles and it looked like an additional one or two under each one. Andrea thought she could hear Mike's voice coming from underneath one of the middle ones and she went over. "Mike?"

"Not now, Andrea," he said from under the carrier. 

"I just wanted to see how things were coming along..."

"Ah mean this as politely as possible, but bugger off an' let me focus. They'll be ready."

Andrea turned around a little shocked and otherwise unsure of what to say. 

"Okay..." she said to herself. She saw Aria in the distance and made a light jog in that direction. When she got closer she could see Aria was practicing with her knives. 

"Ya?" she said, not stopping her practice.

"Just wondering if you could organize something else for me."

"Oh fuck. What now?"

"I need you to load the Daisy Cutters onto the carriers back there."

"There're nine trucks. You said you were only using eight bombs."

"That's right."

"So what goes in the last one?"

"All the protoculture you can find. Spare engines, e-clips, pick the flower from the damn forest for all I care. Pack that carrier to the brim." Aria gave Andrea an unimpressed look. "You're fucking kidding. You want me to go out and pick flowers before the god-damn battle of the decade?"

"That's right." Aria stopped practicing with her knives and put them back in their sheathes. "Are you fucking nuts?"

"Irene always got headaches when I ran the cyclone around her."

"Okay, that settles it. You are nuts. I'm taking over and there will be no fucking flower picking."

"Aria, the cyclone runs on protoculture." Aria wasn't following. "The burning of the protoculture is what gave her a headache."

"Just tell me what you're thinking like I'm a fucking moron, okay? That's pretty much the case anyway."

"If one engine in normal operation is enough to give them a headache, then I'm hoping a whole carrier full of the stuff goin' up will be one hell of a distraction."

"You're building a protoculture bomb."

"That's right. Now can you please do as you're told and go pick the damn flowers?" Andrea smiled a bit.

"You're lucky you got that stupid grin on your face to let me know you didn't just seriously try and order me around."

"Not lucky, planned. By the way, don't tell Destiny."

"Fuck," Aria said and she walked away.

* * * *

"Hey, what's going on?" Kitty said as she finally caught up to Andrea at breakfast. "Everything all set?"

"I think it will be in an hour or so."

"And then what?"

"Well, this command center or whatever it is, is supposed to be only a few kilometers from here. We'll go up at marching speed and attack. We should be there in a couple hours."

"Sounds simple enough."

"I wish. No, apparently this thing is underground, so we're going to have to do a lot of damage to surface troops to get it to even surface"

"It can surface?"

"I guess so. Destiny said it was some kind of beetle like thing."

"Great, next thing you know they'll be attacking us with cockroaches and mosquitoes." Andrea laughed. "It does seem like that sometimes, doesn't it?"

"Yeah it does." There was a long silence while the two continued to eat. "You scared?"

"Oh yeah."

"Good. Means you plan to come back alive."

"Course it does. How is that different from everyone else?"

"Simple. You always do what you plan to do."

"And I'll be waiting for you in the carrier as soon as it's over."

"No. You're not coming." Kitty smiled. "Too bad. I've already had this argument with you in my head. I won." Andrea laughed. "Is that so?"

"That's right. First I tell you I'm going to be right there to back you up. You say no, that's too dangerous, I have to wait here. I tell you I'm not willing to sit this one out. Again, you say no. I accuse you of babying me, you accuse me of being foolish and we eventually compromise on me waiting for you in the support carrier so at least I can be there while still being at minimal risk." Andrea laughed again. "You're really something. All right fine, deal. I just have one question for you."

"Shoot."

"If we "compromised," how does that mean you win?"

"If you wear the pants in the relationship, which I think we can agree you do, then that makes me the woman, and I'm sure we can also agree that the woman always wins." Kitty smiled proudly.

"Sounds like you've got this relationship thing all figured out by yourself. I'm going to start thinking you don't even need me," Andrea said joking.

"Not true," Kitty said leaning in to give Andrea a kiss. While she did so, she grabbed one of Andrea's breasts and squeezed. "I need both of you."

"Alright, alright," Andrea said shoving her off playfully. "Finish your breakfast." 

* * * *

The drive north was the longest 5 kilometers Andrea ever had to travel. The 

nauseous feeling in her stomach refused to leave her and she couldn't help but worry about Aria, or Kitty, or even Destiny. Mike and Stacy had had the good common sense to stay behind at a safe distance. At least Andrea could take some consolation from that.

"Got something on radar," one of the scouts said from about a kilometer in front. The terrain was clearing up as they got closer and it would be difficult to mask their approach much longer.

"Can you see it?" Andrea asked.

"There's quite a few of them, the response came in. And those are just the ones outside of the hive." There was a delay that was beginning to make Andrea nervous. 

"Uh... looks like a dozen command units, 20 or so enforcers but they're red not blue, a couple dozen I don't know what's. They're maybe 20 feet tall, three arms, two pinchers, two legs and they don't look organic like the others do." 

"That all of them?" Andrea said hopefully.

"That's a negative. There're also about 80 shock troopers, a hell of a lot of armored scouts and... and three or four scorpion looking things I've never seen before. Maybe 50 feet long, and they're in the air. Could be drop ships of some kind."

"Okay everyone, this is just like we..." Andrea started but was interrupted before she could finish.

"Uh, General?"

"What is it?"

"They're coming this way."

"How many?"

"All of them."

"Shit," Andrea said to herself. "Shit." She took a second to think and went back to broadcasting over the main channel. "Okay everyone, change of plans, we're making our stand here. Spread out into original positions as quickly as possible and then cut your engines if you're running protoculture until they're in firing range. I don't want them to know our numbers. We'll just have a little further to advance, that's all."

"Andrea, what's going on?" The voice belonged to Aria's and she sounded a little concerned.

"Just get the troop carriers prepped as quickly as possible okay? Fan them out right away."

"But if we fan them and they hit one we could lose half the..."

"Just do it. If they're all together and they hit one it's game over."

"Okay, I'm on it."

"And send one through the trees, keep it as covered as possible from the air and see if you can get it close enough to the hive to detonate."

"I thought that's what all of them were for?"

"No, the rest are for the command center when we draw them out."

"Okay, will do."

"Scout," Andrea said trying to get back in contact with the man at the front. 

"How long until they get here." There was an eerie pause. "How long?" There was still no answer and Andrea could see shadows moving across the ground in the distance. She looked up and saw thousands of Invid ships coming through the thin cloud layer. Apparently they were using it for cover. "They're not stupid," Andrea said to herself marveling a bit. They were coming from a 180 degree arc, only leaving the south open as a potential means of retreat. "Aria?" Andrea yelled over the radio.

"Fuck, what do you want? I'm busy."

"Did we pass through a canyon a few kilometers back?"

"Yeah, what of it?"

"Lots of caves, wide open spaces?"

"I guess so, fuck, what are you talking about?"

"The Invid are trying to force us to retreat into a trap. After a few minutes of fighting I want you to send one of the special carriers back into the canyon. Make it look like it's fleeing on its own."

"Hah, a little fuck you present, eh? Consider it done."

"Damn-it... already down to six bombs," Andrea said to herself. She turned off her engine as she instructed the others to do and waited to transform her cyclone into battleoid mode. She looked around her and couldn't help but feel awe. 120,000 soldiers surrounded her. They took up nearly two kilometers in either direction. Despite the impressive number of Invid ships in the air, she still had them far outnumbered. She hoped she had them outgunned as well. The Invid began to get closer. They now appeared to number closer to 10,000. 

"Let's get this show on the road," she said to herself. She clicked on the radio, 

"Okay everyone. Turn on the engines. We're not waiting for these clowns to fire first. Let's start shooting." She looked up at the swarm of Invid. "It'll be hard to miss."

"Aria," she said on the private channel. "I'm going to get closer to the front so I have a good line of sight to the hive."

"Fuck," Aria said. "How did I end up being God-damn Command and Control? I should be out there fighting."

"Maybe so but you're not used to power armor. Knives aren't gonna be any good against these guys and I'd rather have someone I can trust calling the shots back there."

"You and your damn flattery. Okay, I'll quit bitching." Andrea smiled and gunned her bike. It shot forward climbing to 50, then 100 kph. It was extremely difficult maneuvering through all her troops, not to mention the trees as she drove towards and past the front line. Soon she found she was dodging energy blasts as well. The Invid had begun firing. "Shit," Andrea said as an energy beam pierced past her and sliced a nearby tree in half. She swerved to the side by reflex but if the beam had hit her instead of the tree, it would have been too late. She revved the engine and maxed out her speed. She quickly realized she'd rather take a dive then an energy beam to one of the areas her riding armor left open.

She swerved around a fallen tree, seeing it split from another energy beam. Apparently one of them was following her. She didn't dare break her concentration to look back. She simply hoped her swerving around trees would be enough. It wasn't. She felt her body rock forward as she took a hit to the back of the shoulders. Her first thought was how glad she was she didn't take it in the lower back where there was no armor. Her second thought, as her movement caused her arm to jerk and the handlebars to jar left, was how she was going to survive a crash landing at nearly 200 kph. Her bike began to slide and the back wheel hit a stump, launching it and her into the air in separate directions. Andrea's first contact with the ground was on her shoulders in the same spot she was shot in. She cringed in pain as she felt the impact on them. Leaves and bushes tore at her unarmored midsection and thighs until suddenly, there was no pain. She had bounced and was in the air again. Her mind felt as if she was in slow motion. She spun in the air, and saw the ground coming at her fast again. She tried to roll as she hit, once again feeling the impact. She grunted as the wind was knocked out of her.




Invid Invasion Ch. 19



She bounced another time before plowing into the ground in a long slide. She cringed in pain and had yet to even try breathing in again since she was winded. She tried to roll with it and it seemed to help but her eyes went wide when she realized she was fast approaching a very large tree. She heard her armor smash against it before she felt the tingling in her spine. She heard something crack and she wasn't sure if it was a bone or a branch of the tree behind her.

She was feeling dizzy but after a moment was able to breathe again. She looked around but her world was blurry. In front of her however, she managed to make out a large purple blur in the shape of an Invid shock trooper. "You've got to be kidding me," Andrea said looking at the 19-foot tall monstrosity. It had a central eye, as all the Invid mecha did, two huge pincher arms, two thick, armored legs (to which standing she would be about knee high), and a huge mounted energy cannon on each shoulder. She was still shaking off her landing and had yet to move when she saw both plasma cannons glowing green, and the purple blur approaching.

Andrea's eyes went wide and she forced her body to respond and roll to the side. She felt the heat on her lower back and heard the crackling of wood as the base of the tree was vaporized. The majority of the large tree fell down beside her with a loud thud. She jumped. "Fuck me." The shock trooper had buzzed her and was turning around for another pass. She pulled out her energy pistol but she wasn't sure she could even dent the thing with it. Unless, "the eye," she said aloud. Still in a sitting position she took aim at it as it turned. It was still blurry but she could clearly see the red of the eye.

She fired.

And missed.

"Damn-it!" she shouted at herself. The shock trooper was getting closer again. She knew it would be ready to shoot again and so she dodged once more, that time using the fallen tree as cover. Again the Invid missed, but instead of buzzing her once more, it landed beside her, breaking the fallen tree trunk in half with its weight. It was going to try the hand-to-hand approach. Andrea rolled to her feet, starting to shake off the cobwebs. She could see straight again but her body still ached all over. She knew her only chance was to somehow get a shot at the eye.

As Andrea looked at it face to face she could see the eye stood about 15 feet off the ground and would be impossible to reach from her current vantage point. However, there was a lip around it to better protect it from stray energy beams. If she could get up there, she might be able to hang onto it and get a shot away.

She didn't have time to think past that point however as the creature took a swing at it with its huge clawed arm. Andrea ducked to the side adeptly and the claw swung directly into what was left of the tree trunk, jamming into the wood. 'Finally I catch a break,' she thought to herself as she planned her next move. Her relief didn't last long. The Invid had hit the trunk in such a way that, thanks to its extreme strength, it was able to wield the twenty-foot tree trunk as a club.

"Naturally," Andrea said unamused. "I swear to God, if I had my cyclone right now..." She dodged another strike, this time by a hair. "You're a fast bugger." She looked at the eye again. It stared back at her unblinking. "How the fuck am I going to get up there." She dove to the side again, once more missing a swing with the tree trunk. In the process though she hit another tree and could instantly feel a pain in her chest. She knew immediately that the cracking noise earlier was in fact her ribs and not the tree. 

"Fuck it. I don't care how stupid it is, I'm just going to do it." She waited for another swing from the Invid and when it came, she was ready for it. She jumped to the side and when the tree trunk hit the ground with its expected thud, she jumped onto it and quickly ran up its length. The Invid quickly tried to grab her with its other claw but Andrea was ready for that too. She was nearly at the arm and she put all the might she could into her legs to push off the Invids' one hand and leap for the center of its body. Her hand reached out in front of her and she just barely managed to grab hold of the eyes bottom protective lid. "Ungh," she groaned as her shoulder wrenched under her weight. The shock trooper grabbed her around her hips with its free claw and pulled her straight out, perpendicular to its body. "Ahhhh," she screamed as one of the three thick claws dug its tip into her unarmored waist. It was pulling at her hard and she thought she could feel her shoulder beginning to separate. In a last ditch attempt to defeat it, she reached forward with her other hand, still holding the valuable energy pistol and pressed it against the eye point blank. She pulled the trigger and held it down hard, not letting it go until the pistol had spent half its clip and overheated. She dropped it immediately, the handle being too hot to hold and for an instant, she gave up hope. The Invids' grip on her didn't relax, and it still stood on its feet. She looked up at its eye to see only smoldering green goo dripping out and suddenly, the shock trooper dropped her and fell backwards.

Upon hitting the ground, Andrea's legs instantly gave out beneath her and she fell into a clump. She was breathing hard and didn't even bother to look up again until she had caught her breath. She looked down at her waist but the Invid suit was doing its job well. It had already healed itself over her wound and was applying pressure. Unfortunately, it did nothing for the pain. "Alright you bastards," Andrea said standing up. She could barely see over the fallen creatures legs but managed to make out her cyclone only a few hundred feet away. She could see a few Invid in the distance approaching but she knew with a sprint she would have a chance.

Andrea hauled herself over the dead Invids' mechanical legs and ran harder than she ever had in her life. Her heart pounded and her chest throbbed from her broken ribs. She reached the cyclone just in time to leap over it and use it for cover as three Invid scouts buzzed her. Before they could turn for another pass, she righted her bike and got on. She gunned the engine just enough to get her speed up for the transformation and switched it into Battleoid mode. When her heads up display appeared in her helmet, and the armor transformed snugly all around her she felt like a whole new person. "Now, I'm going to make you bastards pay for fucking around with my planet." She contacted Aria. "How you coming with the carriers."

"Christ Andrea, it's only been four minutes. Give me a fucking break will you? I just sent the one back south and the other is probably half way to the hive. It's still going strong though. The Invid haven't spotted it." Andrea looked around her again. The scouts hadn't come back yet. 'That's odd,' she thought to herself. She looked for them and quickly found them hovering above the trees a short distance ahead. They were looking off to the side instead of at her. Following their gaze, Andrea could see faint movement through the trees. "Shit. Is it taking the northeast road near where I am?"

"Yeah, why?" Aria asked.

"Cause three scouts just found it."

"Oh, shit."

"Yeah. Don't worry, I got it. I'm going to have to use up my missiles though to make sure they don't make it out to tell any others." Andrea hit the jump jets to temporarily lift her up to the same height as the scouts and switched on her missile lock. She targeted the middle one and fired three high explosive missiles at it without hesitation. The scout exploded and sent debris everywhere. The other two seemed to have taken minor damaged but they were not nearly wounded enough. One turned to her, likely as a distraction while the other took off after her daisy cutter carrier. Andrea wasn't going to take any chances, so she fired another three missiles at the one targeting her bomb. Two of the missiles connected and it immediately went down. Unfortunately, Andrea paid the price as her attack left the one charging her an easy attack route.

"Umph," she grunted as she was knocked backwards and down to the ground.

"Ahhh," she moaned in pain as her shoulders hit the ground hard, sending more tingles down her spine and through her ribcage. The Invid scout was trying to attack her with its pinchers but Andrea managed to slip aside. She was sweating now inside her cyclone. Between the heat, the pain and the exercise she was starting to tire.

The Invid took another swipe at her and this time Andrea wasn't fast enough. It caught her legs and took them out from under her. "Umph," Andrea soon found herself laying on her back looking up between the Invid's legs at two giant claws about to come down and smash her into the Earth. She knew she wouldn't be able to roll away fast enough so she did the only thing she could think of. She hit her jump jets for as quick a burst as she was able. Her plan worked, as she shot backwards, through the scout's legs and behind it. She locked on another two missiles and fired, blowing open the rear of the mecha. "I got them," Andrea said over her radio. "I got them."

"Good work," Aria said. "Stay there in case any one else goes looking for it. Are you close enough to see the hive?" Andrea stood up and truly looked at her surrounding for the first time. "Yeah. It's huge. I don't know how they built it so fast."

"Probably just used one of the ones left behind from the Regis."

"Yeah, maybe," Andrea said. She picked up another couple Invid approaching on her radar. "Here we go again," she said to herself.

* * * *

Andrea aimed her energy cannon and blasted the hell out of a damaged, yet still combat worthy, fallen Invid mecha. It had only been about ten minutes but for Andrea it felt like an eternity. "How much longer Aria?" The sound of a huge explosion and a bright white flash of light from the south answered her question. A mushroom cloud rose into the sky from a distance. "Holy shit," Andrea said as the mushroom cloud took on an obvious green tinge. "Did you detonate it Aria?"

"Nope. I guess that confirms your ambush hypothesis. See all that green? I don't remember a lot of trees in that canyon if you know what I'm saying."

"Damn..."

"We're not done yet," Aria said. "Turn around." Andrea did so and could see a carrier approaching the relatively undefended hive in the distance. A few strays left behind at the hive took shots at it, but they were too late. The troop carrier rammed into the side of the monstrous Invid hive and exploded. Half the hive was instantly vaporized and the rest was left standing with a spherical shape cut out of the side of it from the bombs shockwave. Another mushroom cloud rose and as it did so, the side of the hive still left standing collapsed inwards.

Andrea felt a great sense of relief. She turned just in time to see another Invid approaching her and fired two missiles at it. It exploded and parts of it rained down around her.

"We did it!" Aria exclaimed over the radio.

"Not yet. Remember, we're still waiting for that hives big brother." Andrea looked at her missile count. Only four remaining. She switched to the supply channel. 

"Guys, I'm nearly out of missiles and my energy cannon is getting pretty depleted. What are the chances of getting a reload?"

"All the re-supply units are out," replied a familiar voice.

"Kitty?"

"I'm covering the radio. I could re-supply you."

"No, forget it."

"Damn-it Andrea, you need my help. Your army has been advancing on your position. It's a pretty safe route all the way there. And the Invid are disoriented now. I can make it, no problem."

"Kitty, you're not equipped for..."

"There's an extra suit of armor here. I already have it on. Come on Andrea. I've already argued this with you in my head."

"Shit," Andrea did need a re-supply badly. In not too long she'd have only her energy pistol to defend herself. "Okay, be quick, be quiet and don't take any risks on your way here, you understand me?"

"Got it. I'll see you in a few minutes."

Kitty clicked off and Andrea found herself surrounded by an eerie calm. Most of the Invid had stopped firing and simply hovered or stood in their last position. Her army was doing the same in response, unsure of whether the attack should continue. An uneasy feeling sunk to Andrea's stomach and she looked around her. She could hear a low rumble, coming from the distance. The ground began to shake, trees to the northeast fell over suddenly for no apparent reason and dust was raised high into the air. "It's here people," Andrea said over the radio. "Be ready for anyth..." Her message was cut short as all the Invid simultaneously began firing. One of them struck a carrier on the far east side of her lines and there was another bright flash of light. A mushroom cloud soon followed "Oh God... Aria, how many people?"

"Fuck if I know."

"Aria!" Andrea said with renewed vigor, "how many people in the blast radius."

"I told you, I know," Aria shouted back angrily. "Probably 20,000." Andrea felt weak and nearly fell to her knees. Instead, she leaned backwards into a tree and reached out for a branch. Her mind was reeling. What to do, what to do...

"Aria, get the carriers under cover."

"Already on it." Andrea looked around her again. There were still no enemies in the immediate vicinity. Most of the Invid seemed to be regrouping in the area of the dust cloud. Andrea closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Reform ranks," Andrea said calmly over the common radio. She opened her eyes and pushed away from the tree, forcing herself to recover. "Our new target is to the north east. Set up defensive positions. Their first attack is going to be hard and fast. After that, split into smaller units and try to disorganize them. The Invid don't know what to do with themselves if they're on their own." Andrea began hurrying back to her army, intending to meet Kitty part way. The ground rumbled again and she nearly lost her balance. She could see something emerging from the field in the distance. The top of it was smooth and shell shaped. It was black but seemed to glint with green veins when the sun hit it. As it continued to emerge, Andrea could see just how huge it was. At nearly 300 feet long it was as big as a football field and it stood a solid 100. It took the shape of a cockroach. Andrea watched in awe as part of the shell opened, and swarms of Invid ships exited out of it.

"Looks like you pissed them off," Aria said over the radio.

"I didn't think it would be so big. What the hell do we do?"

"Fuck, you're lucky we have a private channel set up. If the troops heard you utter that phrase we'd be screwed right here and now." There was a pause and Andrea thought she heard Aria sigh. "Andrea, the plan is working. This is exactly what we wanted. Remember that." Andrea nodded to herself, realizing Aria was right.

"Besides," Aria said. "I've got a present for you that I think you might like."

"What are you talking about?"

"I didn't want to mention them to you in case they didn't make it. Didn't want you counting on them and all."

"Aria, what the fuck are you talking about?"

"Look west. You should be able to see them on that hill top any second now." Andrea did as instructed. The sun was peaking out from the light clouds behind the hill and at first she couldn't see anything. "Aria, I don't see..."

"Wait for it," Aria said patiently. "There. Now." Andrea zoomed in with the optics in her helmet but quickly realized she didn't need to. The first two she saw were the also the most impressive. Two M.A.C. II destroids climbed the hill and looked down upon the battle. The sun cast them in silhouette and it was an extremely impressive sight. The two mecha stood more than 70 feet tall and weighed nearly 300 tons. Their four large auto cannons on the top stood out from the large frame. Its arms were triple barreled missile launchers and Andrea could actually see the ground shift under their weight.

"Aria, where did you find..."

"Wait for it, Andrea..."

"What are you...?"

"Keep looking." Andrea did as instructed and was soon rewarded. Four more silhouettes came into view, but these ones were different. They were Excaliburs. They stood only about 40 feet tall but their armaments were nearly as impressive. Even more astonishing, was the six new silhouettes to follow along beside them. The new mecha were about the same height but specifically designed for long-range weaponry. Andrea thought they were called Spartans and they had two huge drums of missiles, one on each shoulder.

"No, fucking way," Andrea said smiling broadly.

"Oh yeah," Aria said. "The big boys finally made it to the party."

"Where did you find them?" 

"Remember that guy in Chetumal with the arena and the basement full of weapons?"

"Tough to forget."

"Yeah, well when we were rounding everything up, let's just say I stumbled across another basement."

"No fucking way," Andrea repeated. "Are they on the same channel as everyone else?"

"They are now," Aria said.

Andrea switched over. "Destroids, this is General Robertson."

"Yes ma'am," came a few simultaneous replies.

"Fuck waiting for the first attack. Let's get this show on the road."

"Yes ma'am," came a happy reply. Andrea watched the mecha begin to unload as they marched forward. Missiles and energy beams streaked across the sky by the dozens and most of them struck the Invid command center. Andrea could literally see the M.A.C. II's rising from their deep imprints in the ground as they began unloading their 100 tons of ammunition. Andrea's spirits were instantly lifted, despite the Invid's quick response in kind. "Aria, send in the carriers. Make sure once they get out into the open that the protoculture bomb is out in front. I want the Invid to take out that one first. And keep them fanned out incase the Invid attack the wrong one."

"You got it. You want me to send a defensive unit with each one?"

"Absolutely," Andrea said and turned to see an armored woman running hard and approaching her position. "Kitty," she said happily.

"Glad you're still okay," Kitty said putting down a large box of ammunition. 

"Damn that thing is heavy."

"Help me load up," Andrea said, releasing the covers on her missile ports.

Kitty quickly popped the lid of the box and began removing the mini-missiles two at a time, and placing them into the ports. "The box said they were fragmentation, I hope that's okay."

"That's fine, thank-you," Andrea said taking the opportunity to replace the e-clip in her energy cannon.

Kitty had just finished loading and closed the missile ports when an energy beam seemingly came out of nowhere and struck Kitty in the chest. She fell backwards and laid still on the ground. "Kitty!" Andrea yelled, wanting to help her but knowing it was more important to identify her enemy first. Andrea spun around, and peered through the light forest. An Invid creature she hadn't seen before was fast approaching. "Kitty, are you alright?" Andrea yelled taking a moment to glance behind her.

The moment was a mistake and Andrea was immediately tackled by the extremely fast machine. At least, Andrea thought it was a machine. It was twice her height and had an extremely thin frame, especially at the waist. It sported three arms joined to its chest and two large claws on appendages coming off its shoulders. Its large red sensor eye peered at her from between two of its arms. The Invid slashed at her with one of its claws and in so doing left a large gash across her armor. A few more of those, and it would tear right through her.

"Kitty, answer me damn-it," Andrea said struggling with the machine. To gain the upper hand. Unfortunately the struggle was proving futile. After all, the creature had three extra limbs to attack her with. "Kitty!" Andrea was getting worried. She was finding it difficult to concentrate on her own predicament. What if the creature had found a hole in her armor? What if the blast was so strong it went right through? "Kitty!" Andrea shouted one final time.




Invid Invasion Ch. 20



Author's note: Well, here we are. You are about to read the final chapter of Invid Invasion.

I remember several years ago I was prowling on a forum at the Grey Archive and saw a post that questioned why no one had written "the great porno epic." I saw that and being somewhat obsessed with epics myself (not to mention sex) I began to wonder the same thing. After a few days, I decided that if no one else was going to write it, I would. And here it is. I did. No matter whether people love it or hate it. Here it is. Some of this story turned out great, some of it not so much, a lot of it isn't even to my taste, but on the whole this is something I'm immensely proud of. It began as my first writing project outside of scripts. The first thing I'd ever written in prose. I've learned a lot and still have a lot to learn, but once again, on the whole, I'm immensely proud of it. I sincerely hope you've enjoyed reading it. Despite losing a bit of steam these last two years I know I have enjoyed writing it.

This project has taken me nearly 5 years to write and countless hours. The final counts courtesy Microsoft Word at 12 pt. Times New Roman font, single-spaced, not counting authors notes, are as follows:

Pages: 744

Words: 408,078

Characters: 2,241,974

The word count puts this almost as long as all three Lord of the Rings books combined! That's a damn long novel.

At some point I hope to have an edited version of this book, all in one file, for download. I've already gone through a couple chapters and the edited versions do have a little bit of new material here and there, but basically it's just me trying to make the flow a little better and fix some of the many typos I know plague the text here and there. In the mean time if you would like the whole story in one file, drop me a line and I will email it to you. This version of Chapter 20 is also edited down a bet. If you want the unedited version, email me.

Please let me know what you think of the book as a whole. A few months ago, hotmail deleted all the feedback I had received over the last 4 years in regard to this project and as such, I currently have next to none. It does mean a lot to me to get the stuff and it was a serious blow to lose it all.

Also, let me know if you want me to continue this. I have an idea for a second (and even a third) book involving most of the same characters. I don't know if I will write it as I want to make sure I can put chapters out in a decent amount of time, but if there is enough interest, I may make the effort.

See you all in the funny pages!

John Stellus





Invid Invasion Ch. 20



"AAAAAAAAGGGHHHH," Andrea screamed as loudly as before and slumped forward, with arms fully extended behind her, into his shoulder and deeper onto his dick. She had passed out.

"That's what I thought you said."

J quickly discovered he didn't have any interest in fucking an unconscious girl that he couldn't see the expression of. Supporting her back, he leaned her away from him towards the headboard and gave her a few quick slaps to the face. Slowly Andrea stirred. She had a glazed look in her eyes and she still let out a constant, low pitched moan. That was good enough for him.

J pumped her mercilessly for another five or ten minutes while relentlessly playing with her reddened breasts. Andrea heaved and breathed heavily but eventually she managed to get the pain under control and come to her senses again. Just as she felt like she was distancing herself from it, J shoved deep inside her and she felt the warmness of his cum fill her insides. 

J flushed and tensed and finally after a long moan of pleasure pulled out of her, leaned back and rolled off the bed. "That was the best fuck I think I ever had. "Thank-you."

"Fuck off," Andrea said.

"Don't mind if I do. I'll be back later tonight though. I wouldn't want to miss the festivities." J laughed as he saw her eyes go wide. It was only noon and Andrea knew it. "Later." J put on his pants and left the room. The door shut behind him and carefully, Andrea arranged herself so she was lying on her back with her arms above her at the base of the headboard. The position took a little of the heat off her loins and breasts and she closed her eyes and tried to think of something other than the pain. Unfortunately, that was easy. Was he just screwing with her, or did he really mean she was going to be at this all day?

"Fuck," Andrea said to herself. She wondered what she had gotten herself into. She knew three months ago that she should never have got a job here. She should have listened to herself. "Fuck," she said again.

The door opened and Andrea looked at the clock. It had been about two hours since J. had left and no one had come in since then. The throbbing in her loins had gone down to something of a heightened sensitivity and her breasts and stomach felt fine. They weren't even red anymore. Apparently the belt had failed to ever break her skin.

Andrea looked over at the door. An attractive woman was walking over. She was dressed professionally and seemed to be in her mid twenties. "Are you getting me out of here?" Andrea couldn't help but ask optimistically.

"'Fraid not girl. I've got you for the rest of the day." Andrea's mood lightened. She wasn't likely to be nearly as bad as J. "Of course," she added, "I do have to share you for most of it. I've only got you solo for an hour now and an hour at the end. But, it'll have to do."

"You have a belt?" Andrea asked.

"No."

"Then you'll be a step up from the last one."

"Well that's probably a safe bet," she said. "You can call me Faye."

"Andrea."

"I know," Faye said.

"So you really okay with this?"

"With what?"

"With raping me? Knowing that I just want to leave and these people here are taking advantage of me?"

"I don't pretend to be a nice person, Andrea. But I do try not to be a malicious person. Truth is, I'm one kinky bitch and under most circumstances I can't get what I need. Don't worry though. I'll treat you well enough."

"Uh… thanks. I guess."

"Oh, my pleasure," Faye said looking Andrea up and down. "Wow, they weren't lying to me. You… are… hot." Faye stripped off her shirt to reveal a beautiful tan, two small upturned breasts with puffy nipples, and a well-toned stomach. She was a small person. Andrea was a little reminded of Kitty. She tried not to think about it.

"You're not too bad yourself," Andrea said, hoping the flattery would make the day go a little easier.

"Well Andrea, we have a good eight hours together so I don't see the need to rush into the heavy stuff. Let's just get to know each others bodies, hm? We'll get into the good stuff in a while." 

Andrea was careful not to say anything. She didn't want Faye thinking it was okay to take advantage of her like this. She was still hoping that Faye could be convinced to let her go.

"No comment hm? Good. I like the strong silent type." Faye, still in only her skirt, leaned forward and kissed Andrea gently on the lips. Andrea thought it would be wise to kiss back, at least for now if she wanted to elicit this woman's sympathy. It wasn't hard after a minute or two. Faye was a damn good kisser. She kissed like... "Mmmm," Faye moaned as she pulled away. "Very nice." Andrea smiled briefly and Faye went back to the kiss. Throughout the next twenty or thirty minutes the two women simply made out. Faye's hands explored everywhere on Andrea's body, including her pussy and ass. By the time the half hour was up, Faye seemed to know Andrea literally inside and out. 

"I don't know about you," Faye said. "But I am getting really fucking turned on."

Andrea had to admit that she was a little wet herself. She thought there must be a part of herself that liked being in these helpless situations. Only on a few occasions had she actually tried with all her effort to get out of them. "Me too," she admitted. 

"Well you," she said, "are going to get all you can handle soon enough. But as for me, I've got some catching up to do." She stood up and shimmied out of her tight skirt. She didn't have any panties on and was completely shaved. Andrea could see how wet her pussy was before she was even all that close to it. She had no tan lines and lowered herself down to straddle Andrea's breasts. Andrea could feel the damp heat of Faye's pussy in her cleavage. As Andrea looked up, she saw Kitty's long brown hair. She closed her eyes and sent her mind elsewhere. 

She felt Faye's warm pussy lift off her before it came down on her left breast. Faye began to rock her hips a bit and grind into Andrea's tit. Soon her breast was too wet with Faye's juices to provide any real friction, so Faye moved over to the right side. Andrea finally opened her eyes and was treated immediately to a view of Faye's extremely thin waist and tight stomach flexing as she grinded into Andrea's right breast. Andrea could see her own nipple occasionally poke out from between Faye's pink lower lips as they dragged across her soft flesh. She noticed her left nipple shone with Faye's juices and was about as hard as it ever got. Andrea felt her own pussy begin to grow even wetter and looked further up Faye's body to her cone shaped tits and long nipples. She was starting to sweat and her chest was getting shiny with sweat.

Faye reached down and gently grabbed Andrea's hair with her small hands. "I want to cum," she said.

Andrea couldn't help a small smile. That body was sure reminding her of Kitty. "I don't think I could stop you if I tried," Andrea said.

"I don't want to cum on your breasts. I want to cum on your mouth."

Andrea didn't say anything. She still was having doubts as to how much she should encourage her. But regardless, Faye didn't wait for a response. She lifted her pussy off Andrea's now soaking right breast and planted her sopping pussy onto Andrea's lips. She kept her mouth closed, but she couldn't find it in herself to resist either. She simply looked up at Faye's flexed stomach as she ground into Andrea's mouth. Without meeting any resistance, Faye pressed her crotch into Andrea's face harder. Each thrust caused Andrea's slack lips to part and drag along with the motions of her pussy. Andrea quickly got her first taste and she had to admit, it tasted good. Faye's humping continued to get more and more intense. She was moaning now and each thrust took her pussy all the way up to Andrea's nose, covering it too in a thin layer of her juices. All Andrea could smell was sex. She smelled like Kitty too. Andrea closed her eyes again.

A few more minutes and Andrea was overcome. She didn't care if Faye wasn't the one she wanted, she was close enough. Andrea opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out to find Faye's clit. A loud moan told her she found the right spot. "Now that's better," Faye said happily. "Eat me out girl."

Andrea was completely overcome with her emotions and arousal. Her tongue darted around Faye's sex as fast as possible, exploring it as thoroughly as it could, always trying to get deeper, or put more pressure on her clit.

"Oh God," Faye moaned. "Don't stop." 

Andrea wouldn't dream of it. She continued the assault, making Faye wetter and wetter. She'd never met anyone that had such a soaking pussy before but she relished in it like some kind of a drug. Beads of Faye's juices ran down the sides of Andrea's mouth. Her tongue worked as hard as it could and dug deep into Faye's sex. She felt the interior walls of Faye's pussy clamp down around it. She moaned again and suddenly a stream of Faye's cum burst out into Andrea's mouth. She jumped, more than a little surprised. Faye was ejaculating as much cum as most guys, if not a bit more. "Keep it in your mouth," Faye said as it began to fill to the brim with Faye's cum. Faye had her sex pressed so hard into her mouth she couldn't have spit it out if she had wanted to. She made sure not to swallow and without any other ideas, Andrea continued to tongue at Faye's clamping insides. 

Faye's orgasm went on for quite some time thanks to Andrea's continuous efforts. Andrea noticed Faye's stomach was not flexing as hard or as fast any more and was showing a return to normal breathing again. Faye finally lifted her pussy off Andrea's face and slid her wet sex down Andrea's body until she was able to lie on top of her. Andrea closed her mouth to keep Faye's cum inside. Faye pressed her sweaty body onto Andrea's and looked into her eyes. "Let me see," she said.

Andrea's face was covered in Faye's cum. Her lips, chin and nose were completely smeared with it. It made her look somehow carnal. Andrea opened her mouth to reveal it was nearly full. "Wow, I haven't cum that much in a while," Faye smiled and lowered her lips to meet her partners. Andrea opened her eyes wide in surprise. Was Faye going to do what she thought?

Without delay, Andrea was proved right. Faye pressed her lips to Andrea's and dipped her tongue into Andrea's cum filled mouth. "Mmmm," Faye moaned as she lapped at her own transparent cum. Andrea eventually became overcome with the kiss and couldn't help but meet Faye's tongue with her own, forcing small amount of the liquid to trail down her cheek from the edges of her lips. The two relished in the sloppy kiss for quite a while until they were eventually interrupted by an opening door. Faye withdrew her lips, now equally covered in the stuff. "So are you going to swallow that or what?" She said playfully. 

Andrea hesitated, but not for the reasons Faye thought. Andrea didn't want to swallow it because she didn't want to loose the taste. She was enjoying it more than she ever thought she would. Andrea looked past Faye to see a large group of men entering the room. "Come on, Andrea," Faye said. "They'll be plenty more where that came from. Besides, you've got to make some room for their cum." She smiled. Andrea smiled back and after another short moment swallowed the mouthful of Faye's juices. "Good girl," Faye said and gave her another deep kiss. Faye got up and moved to the side of the bed. After Faye moved, Andrea could clearly see the group of men that had entered the room. There were a lot of them. Maybe twenty or thirty and still more were coming in. This was going to be a long day.





Invid Invasion Ch. 20



"Okay, now it's your turn," Faye said to the guy waiting. She gave him a quick, sloppy blowjob to get his cock a little wet and then guided it towards Andrea's ass. Andrea felt the tip of his cock against her tight rear entrance and her eyes went wide with concern. It didn't feel like Faye's tongue at all. She instantly panicked, knowing she hadn't had a dick in there since Cuba more than half a year ago. She wasn't interested in having one in there now. 

"This is what you get for not making five in time," Faye said and guided the man's cock into Andrea's ass. The men in her pussy and mouth held still, each imbedded to the hilt inside her. With a little effort, the man in her ass got his swollen head inside her.

"Unnngh" Andrea grunted through the cock in her mouth. It hurt. With a little bit of in and out motion, the man inside her tried to get her to adjust to his girth. Thinking incorrectly that she was ready, he thrust his hips forward and buried three inches in her ass. Andrea felt like she had just been winded. She tried to let out a hard breath but could only hack awkwardly around the cock deep in her throat. She couldn't concentrate on keeping her gag reflex under control and it started to try and expel the object.

"I swear to God man, if she pukes on me…" it was the man underneath her talking.

"Don't worry," Faye said in response, coming around so she was in Andrea's line of sight. "You won't puke on him, will you Andrea?" Andrea could only look at her and try to control her throats convulsions. Faye leaned down and looked her in the eye. "If you do, I'll make you lick him clean." She gave Andrea's cheek a lick, causing a clean line in her cum covered face to appear. "Mmm, tasty. Now where were we?" Faye walked back around to Andrea's ass. The man's cock was holding steady at three inches. 

"I don't think it's gonna fit," the man said a little disappointed. "She's really fuckin' tight."

Faye sighed. "Do I have to do everything myself? Okay pull it out." He did so with a schlock, wet vacuum sound. The men in Andrea's pussy and mouth continued their action and without the foreign object up her butt, Andrea managed to get her gagging under control. She wished Faye would just go back to rimming her out.

Faye had other ideas however, and took the cock she was trying to get into Andrea into her mouth. She gave him another deep, sloppy blowjob, this time clearly able to taste Andrea's ass on his cock. Faye's nipples grew harder and she forced herself to stop before the man came. "Okay, try again," she said.

This time, the man went up to Andrea and immediately reburied his first three inches. Andrea choked again and tried to concentrate on keeping her gagging under control. The man in her ass gave another shove, getting about half of his nine inches inside her. "It's not gonna go," he said.

"Sure it is," Faye said. "There's no way this is the first time she's had a cock in the ass." She grabbed the man by the buttocks and shoved him forward, forcing him to bury another inch and a bit inside her. Andrea grunted again, this time louder than before. Her ass felt stretched inconceivably wide. She could feel the two men's dicks touching inside her, only separated by the two thin walls of her rectum and pussy. "There," Faye said. "Already two-thirds in."

Faye guided him back out again and once more took him into her mouth. "God that's good," She said pulling off him again. She licked ravenously up the length of his cock on all sides before turning her attention back to Andrea. Her ass hole was gaping wide open and Andrea could feel the cool room air against it. It was a pleasant surprise, when instead of a cock, she felt Faye's tongue burying itself inside her once more. Again, Faye eagerly and sloppily lapped at the inside of Andrea's rectum, leaving even more saliva behind than last time. Her tongue was cooling on Andrea's burning ass and she didn't want her to leave. Unfortunately, she did, and she felt the head of the man's cock against her once more.

This time, with one good thrust, the man planted himself all the way inside Andrea's ass. "UNNNNN," Andrea moaned through the dick in her mouth. She gagged again, this time hacking more severely. She barely managed to keep her stomach contents down, and only then because the man pulled out a bit. She had trouble not biting him. He pushed back in again and she gagged, once more making hacking sounds around his member. A long trail of saliva drooped down from her lower lip waving back and forth with the man's motions. 

Then, adjusting to the rhythm of her throat fuck, the two men in her other holes slowly began moving in and out in tandem. She had never felt as full as she felt when all three men were buried to the hilt inside her. She moaned continuously, each time gasping for air whenever the man in her mouth briefly pulled out. She felt a cramp in her stomach travel all around her side towards her lower back and she started to sweat. She was having difficulty holding her head and chest up. She just wanted to collapse to the bed, but the man in her mouth held her armpits and forced her to maintain the position. 

Unfortunately with her more or less straddling the man beneath her in a sitting position, the men in her pussy and ass couldn't thrust in and out more than a couple of inches. It meant that the majority of their length was inside her the whole time. It also meant they weren't enjoying themselves as much as they could be. "Come on, Andrea," Faye said. "Give these guys their monies worth. You're going to have to do some of the work here."

Andrea still couldn't talk with the dick in her mouth but she didn't start moving her hips. Hopefully they would get the picture that she wasn't going to help them.

"If you do it, I'll make it worth your while," Faye said, the smile returning to her face. "If not…"

Andrea made a frustrated sound.

"You've got 'till the count of three to start. One…"

Andrea began moving her hips. Using her knees, she lifted her whole body towards the headboards away from the two men inside her lower half, while simultaneously deep-throating the man in her mouth. When the heads of their cocks were just barely inside her two holes she stopped. She could feel her pussy and ass contracting, thankful to have a little available space again. She hated that it wasn't to last. She lowered herself back on their cocks, thus pulling away from the man in her mouth. She breathed in.

"Good girl," Faye said as Andrea slowly lifted her hips a second time. Her movements were slow and methodical as she tried to get the rhythm right so that no one slipped out of her. She also had to time her breathing for when she was fully impaled on the two cocks in her pussy and ass, which meant her breaths were sharp and ragged. After a few minutes she managed to get pretty good at it and managed to form a fairly stable pace. Faye, apparently not wanting to be left out any more, came to Andrea's side and leant down to lick the man's cock, and the rim of Andrea's anus, each time the two body parts started to separate. It was a strong, pungent taste, but Faye seemed to relish in it.

Finally, the man in her mouth came, and Andrea swallowed it like she had earlier been instructed to do. Another took his place and Andrea continued pumping up and down on the two giant dicks beneath her. Even after a good amount of time had passed, she still cringed each time she lowered herself on the two cocks. Her cramp hadn't gone away yet, but at least it was slowly fading. Meanwhile, Faye continued to lick at her ass and the man's cock, regularly adding some much needed lubrication. 

After what seemed to be an eternity, the men in her pussy and ass came simultaneously when Andrea was on the in-stroke. She lowered her weight onto them, completely burying their members inside her body. She could feel their dicks pulse as they each shot load after load of cum inside her nether regions. The man in her mouth came not too far behind the others and she found herself taking cum in all three holes at once. The man in her mouth pulled out first, followed by the one in her ass and pussy. The man underneath her crawled away and Faye led the one that had been in her ass to the side. She whispered something in his ear and he nodded yes. The two came back.

Andrea was enjoying having a moments pause. "Well Andrea," Faye said. "You did good. I'm going to give two of your holes a bit of a reward."

Andrea nodded, happy to hear she'd get at least a partial rest. "Your mouth on the other hand, gets to keep going," Faye said. The man that had been in her ass stepped in-between her arms. His softening cock was still glistening.

"What?" Andrea was surprised. "But I did what you wanted."

"I know. And that's why you're getting your reward. Trust me, on the whole, you'll enjoy yourself just fine. But we still have to put a show on for all these guys you know." Faye moved around behind Andrea while the man in front of her grabbed Andrea gently by the hair and moved her towards his partially soft member. Reluctantly, she opened her mouth and took him inside. She was instantly relieved to realize the first thing she tasted was cum. She gained a bit of courage and allowed him to enter all the way. He was still soft so she could take him all in her mouth without bothering her throat. Unfortunately it wasn't long until the taste of cum gave way to the taste of her own ass. She gagged, despite her clear throat but once inside her, the man wasn't going to let her push him out.

Meanwhile, Faye was behind Andrea, spreading her cheeks. Her ass hole was red and a little swollen and her pussy was still dripping cum. Faye lowered her tongue to Andrea's ass and stuck it inside once more. She was encouraged to see Andrea's body instantly relaxed and she began to lap, this time sensitively, at Andrea's open rectum. "Mmm," Faye moaned as she dug out the first bit of semen with her tongue. "You taste good," she said. Andrea didn't agree, but she was enjoying Faye's attention. It felt even better than before. Andrea relaxed her pussy and ass, allowing Faye to dig out more precious cum with her tongue. "I told you, you would enjoy this," Faye said briefly before going back for more.

The pleasant ministrations continued for quite some time until Andrea could no longer taste herself on the man's cock and he was once again hard. She was sure Faye had dug out all of the cum by now but it wasn't stopping her. She was tongue fucking Andrea's ass with passion and Andrea was getting close to an orgasm. Faye gently inserted two fingers into Andrea's pussy and curled them up to press against her G spot. With the tongue constantly searching out new territory inside her rear hole, Andrea couldn't help herself. Her body shook and she came hard, clamping down around Faye's tongue and fingers. Her orgasm triggered the man inside her mouth and he added his own deposit to the contents of her stomach. He pulled out and stepped away while Andrea was still shaking. "Don't stop," Andrea said wanting her orgasm to continue. Faye complied, pressing her tongue into Andrea's tightening rear as hard as possible and wiggling it around, trying to circle the insides of her rectum.

Eventually, the orgasm subsided and Andrea started to feel weak. "Okay boys," Faye said. "Back at her."

Three men took the same positions of the previous and slowly worked their way inside her. Faye leaned over to whisper in Andrea's ear. "I'll make you feel that good for every 12 guys you make cum. And don't worry, I think you're already a third done. Only about 55 more guys to go." Andrea's eyes went wide and Faye smiled. She gave Andrea's earlobe a quick suck. Andrea shivered at the pleasant feeling.