5 comments/ 137479 views/ 45 favorites Re-population By: alan55 (This is my first story submission. I hope you like it) * He was only one of few left from a population of ten billion. Like the other scouts, he had been entrusted with ten years of genetic research and development. They had been sent out in various directions from their home planet to find a suitable place to re-populate their race because their planet was dying. The sun that had provided it with life for millions of years was burning up its last bit of nuclear fuel and would soon end up as a burned out shell of its former self. Very soon it would be as cold and lifeless as the rocky moon that orbited the planet. What hopefully would save his race was the fact that the scientists had seen it coming in time to do something about it. Although their advanced knowledge could do nothing about their sun's demise, they had come up with a plan to keep their race from dying out with the sun. His race had developed space travel but had not really used it for anything more than studying the planets of his own solar system. With his sun's impending demise, all that changed. All of the planet's resources had shifted to improving the range of the small space exploration fleet, and to find a way of carrying the population's genes to a suitable planet to inhabit. To that end, the scientists had enhanced each star ship to be capable of light speed travel, able to reach distant worlds in a search for a new home. Because space on each starship was so limited, there was room for only one of is kind to pilot it. All other space was devoted to carrying the precious cargo of genetic fluid and the devices that would facilitate it's dispersal. It seemed like an impossible task at first. Find a species similar enough to their own that the genetic fluid being carried, combined with host male DNA, would bind with that of the host species egg cells during impregnation. The host species would treat the developing embryo as its own, raising it to adulthood. The host species would not know that during the maturation process, the alien DNA had already replace the host DNA completely, thus creating a living being from the dying planet light years away. This method had to be accomplished without the host's knowledge, otherwise the host might destroy all the affected young, and the stores of the genetic fluid the traveler carried. As the traveler reflected upon those thoughts, he realized that he had been in space long enough that by now, his world's sun had died, taking his home planet with it. He turned from his flight console to look back at the cylinders of genetic fluid he carried and vowed that he would not fail in his mission. Also in the cargo hold was the devices that would help implement the plan the genetic material's dispersal. His eyes returned back to his flight console as he gazed at what he was approaching. Just ahead of him was a promising planet; its soft blue color indicated large bodies of water, necessary for life. His long range scans were promising too. The scans had indicated that the planet had large populations of a species that was compatible with his plan. It had abundant resources and a climate similar to his home planet. With such a positive indication, he made the commitment to execute his plan on this particular planet. Dropping out of stardrive, he engaged the ship's cloaking device and coasted into the planet's darkened atmosphere. Running detail scans of the terrain below him, he came up with a landing spot that offered the most promise of encountering hosts. It had large populations of the host species of the age of development that would be good for reproduction. He landed on a large land mass that jutted far out into a large body of water. His landing spot was close to the coast that had large stretches of sand leading up to the water's edge. - - - - - - - Because it was still dark, not many people close to the Florida beach took notice of the brief noise that sounded like a rushing wind. It was spring break and the thousands of college kids were asleep or passed out from excessive drinking. Having landed, the traveler immediately set to work. No one noticed the large modernistic module being set up close to the beach. On two of its opposing sides, there rows of doors. On one side, all the doors had a symbol for host females. On the other side, the doors had symbols for host males. As the day dawned and the college kids started to come out to the beach, more and more of them noticed the new portable toilets, and were grateful to the city for finally listening, and paying attention to their bodily function needs. As the sun worked its way across the sky, more and more of the college students made their way to the beach. All of them brought great quantities of alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks. Therefore, it wasn't long before there was a need for some of them to use those new public toilets. The first to check out the new public toilets was an 18 yr old guy name George. When he opened the door, he was totally amazed. These were the most modernistic toilets he had ever seen. There was a list of instructions on the wall that explained all the features. As George stepped up to the urinal to pee, he felt a light breeze from above. The instructions explained that there was down draft ventilation to keep smells from drifting up into the person's face. Unknown to George, the sensors all around were analyzing his body. Very quickly the computer determined he did not fit the profile that had been programmed into the 'unit'. George finished up and exited the toilet. As George was finishing, a 19 yr old college boy named Jim entered the toilet a couple doors down. Jim too was impressed at the new facilities. They were more like a work of art than a utilitarian necessity. Just like George, he moved up close to take a pee, and just like George, the sensors quickly analyzed his body. They took note of his toned body. His large balls complimented his 9 inch cock. As Jim was finishing, the computer made a decision. Jim fit the profile. Jim didn't notice a different scent in the down draft of air above him. It was an airborne chemical that rendered him unaware of what was going on. In a flash, Jim felt himself pushed forward. Because his body was tight up against the fixture, he could not see the large tube that came out of it. It quickly attached itself to his cock, sucking the length of it into the tube. Once his cock was fully engulfed into the tube, the sides of the tube started to massage his cock while firmly sucking on it. Jim was oblivious to what was going on and was lost in the pleasure the tube was applying to his cock. Within a short time, Jim's balls tightened up and his cock started shooting shot after shot of cum. The tube around his cock kept sucking, pulling his cum through a small hose into a collection vial. After the lost shot of cum had been collected and Jim's cock started to soften, the large tube released its hold on Jim's cock and retracted out of sight. The chemical mist stop spaying and Jim found himself standing there thinking he had just finished peeing and he wanted to get back to his friends on the beach. As the day progressed, the beach became packed with college kids and the 'public toilets' were getting a lot of use. There was a constant stream of guys needing to pee and each one was scanned to see if he fit the profile. Those that fit the profile, were 'milked' of their cum without being aware of what was happening. By noon, the 'unit' had collected a large volume of cum and now began to 'process' it. The 'unit' was all automated, carrying out the program the scientists had put into it. As the 'unit' kept on 'collecting' from its unwilling subjects into a second collection jar, the 'unit' took the first batch and started working with it. It first took a sample, analyzing the contents for its viability and compatibility with the genetic fluid it had stored. When all the tests were done and the results were good, the 'unit' measured out a volume of the genetic fluid and added it to the first batch of cum. At once, the genetic fluid went to work, coating the outer surface of the head of sperm cell, invigorating each sperm cell to find a waiting egg to combine with. The object was not to kill the cell but use it to help the genetic material find and penetrate the awaiting egg cell. The next step was to find a host. The 'unit' didn't have long to wait. Although the college co-eds had been using the new 'facilities' all morning long, the unit was now ready for its new hosts. Ginny had been on the beach for a few hours now, soaking up the sun, working on her tan. She was a stunning 5' 7", 125 lbs, with a luscious set of boobs and ass that any guy would crave. Her long brown hair flowed like ocean waves as it trailed halfway down her back, perfectly accenting her firm breasts and perfectly tanned skin. Having had a number of drinks since she had arrived on the beach, she was now needing to pee real bad and the new toilets the city had installed the night before were a welcome sight. She opened one of the doors, stepped in and locked it. When she turned around, she was pleasantly surprised to find that it had an ultra-modern look of something you'd find in one of the high priced hotels just off the beach. It had a sink to wash-up with and an actual bidet type toilet so you wouldn't have to deal with the mess of toilet paper all over the floor. She also noticed there was a light breeze from above. The instructions on the wall said that the unit employed down draft ventilation to keep odors from reaching the occupant's nose. There was a little shelf to set things on so they wouldn't end up on the floor. Ginny was very grateful for the sink because she had gotten some sand in her bikini top, irritating her nipples, and it would give her the opportunity to wash it out. She untied the strings holding it on and laid the top on the sink. She untied the strings to her bikini bottoms and laid them over the sink as well. Even though she needed to pee real bad, she couldn't help looking in the mirror to admire her toned ass and firm breasts, with near perfect nipples. Having made another inspection of her perfect body, one of many in any given day, she sat down on the toilet to take a much needed pee. As she sat there relieving herself, she started to read the instructions posted on the opposite wall. It told her that this was an automated, state of the art bidet. The instructions indicated that once she had finished, she was to place her hands on the bars to the side of her and a little forward of where she was sitting. The instructions said that once she placed her hands on the bars, the unit would automatically direct a spray at her pussy and ass to clean her off. Once that was done, another nozzle would direct a jet of warm air to dry her off. She was to keep her hands on the bars until the unit was finished. Ginny thought to herself that she could really get used to this kind of pampering. When she finished peeing, she placed her hands on the bars, feeling a slight tingle. She passed it off to just the electronics of the unit sensing she was done and activating the cleaning process. As she sat there she felt the warm spray gently cleaning her ass, then move to wash her pussy. As she sat there, she started to realize that the jet of warm water was spending a lot of time on her pussy, specifically her clit. She passed it off to finally being able to use a bidet that was designed to accommodate a woman. The attention to her clit was having the effect of making her wet and horny. The spray nozzle retracted and the air nozzle came out to dry he ass and pussy. As with the water nozzle, the air nozzle spent a lot of time drying her pussy, specifically her clit. The jet of warm air on her clit was like someone's finger tip playing with it. She found herself deeply aroused. Unknown to Ginny, the 'unit' had been scanning her body since she had set foot in it. It had been scanning body dimensions, temperature, and smells. Based on body temperature and the smells from her sex, it had determined that she was at her most fertile time. It had made the decision that this was a perfect host. The jet of warm air stopped, just as Ginny was getting used to the ministrations on her clit. Her heart was starting to beat faster and she knew her pussy was damp. Thinking that the 'unit' was done, she tried to pull her hands off the bars but found they were stuck like they had been glued to them. It was not glue that held her hands to the bars, it was her own hands that gripped the bars tightly. The bars had been designed to trigger a grip reflex, much like receiving an electrical shock. Try as had as she could, she could not pull her hands free. It was also at this time that she noticed restraining cuffs had reached out and latched around her ankles. Once her ankles were secure, the hand holds started to move upward, stretching her arms up, lifting her whole body off the toilet. It was then that a padded bar swung up from the floor into her stomach. The hand holds then moved down and forward, pulling her upper body down and forward so that it was parallel to the floor. What a sight this was, her feet spread apart, folded over a bar, with her boobs hanging down. She started yelling for help, for someone to come get her out of this contraption. While she struggled and yelled, the wall behind her opened up. To each side of her, small arms swung underneath her hanging tits, and another swung out toward her face. A sausage sized appendage, similar to a large cock suddenly appeared in front of her face. What before, what she thought was an automated device malfunction, took on the new realization of terror. As she started to open her mouth to scream, the cock like appendage in front of her face shoved forward into her mouth. Even if she had been able to scream, nobody would have heard her through the sound proof walls. She tried to dislodge the cock like thing from her mouth but it was useless. At the time the cock had entered her mouth, two restraints wrapped around her head making it impossible for her to get it completely out of her mouth. At first it was lifeless piece of a relatively rigid shaft resembling a cock. It had no smell or taste, yet it was warm like cock. Very soon she began to taste something. It was the chemical substance that would begin to calm her down and cloud her judgment. As the chemical began to take effect, she found herself sucking on this artificial cock to get more of the fluid coming from it. She closed her lips over it tightly, sucking on it like her life depended on it. At the same time her tongue was working the underside of the artificial cock because she found the more she sucked and licked, the more tasty fluid she would get from it. She was so involved in the artificial cock in her mouth, she didn't notice at first the small probes that attached themselves to her tits and clit. It was only after they started rhythmically sucking that she noticed the new sensation. It only took a short while before both her tits and clit became rock hard nubs. The stimulation was intense. Her nipples were harder and more sensitive that they have ever been. The stimulation on her clit was causing her pussy to become so wet it was like a swamp. With so much stimulation on her tits and clit, and with her mind focused on sucking the artificial cock, she hardly noticed the second artificial cock approaching her pussy. This one was bigger than the one in her mouth. It was a good 10 inches long and fatter then the most well endowed porn star. It had a small hole in the head of it with bumps and ridges along its entire length. As the head of it touched her pussy, she let out a small gasp, muffled by the artificial cock still in her mouth. By now her tits and clit had received so much stimulation, her pussy was just begging to be fucked. The artificial cock at her pussy was more than eager to oblige. It effortlessly pushed in until the head of it disappeared. Ginny's juices had lubricated her channel, making it easy to penetrate her. Onward, the artificial cock pushed into her until the entire length of it was inside her, bumping up against the opening of her cervix. When it hit her cervix, she did a long deep gasp. She had never had anything fill her so completely before. The artificial cock started to slide out and instinctively her cunt muscles tried to squeeze it to keep it in. Just as the head of it was about to pop out of her, it started to shove in again until it was again as far into her as it would go. The process repeated itself, pulling out and plunging back in again. Over and over. Speeding up a little with each stroke. Ginny was going crazy. There was a cock in her mouth that she couldn't get enough of, a cock in her cunt that was giving her the best fucking she had ever had, and her tits and clit were being sucked like their was not tomorrow. It was during this time that an automated voice repeated commands that she would bear a child, not be concerned, and raise it to adulthood. It was inevitable that she was quickly approaching an orgasm. The sensors in the 'unit' were monitoring everything. There even sensors in the cock in her cunt, monitoring the approach of her orgasm. Right before the instant of her orgasm, the 'unit' was programmed to fire a blast of the modified cum into her cunt, using the orgasmic contractions of her cunt to suck the cum deeper into her waiting uterus, where the egg would be waiting to be fertilized. Her orgasm was like a volcano rumbling before a catastrophic eruption. As it built, her whole body started to tremble. When it hit, it hit hard. Had a cock not been in her mouth, her screams would probably penetrated the sound proofing. She shook so violently, that the 'unit' shook slightly with her. At the moment of her orgasm, the cock in her pussy fired a large jet of the artificial cum into her uterus where it was helped along by the vice like contractions of her cunt. Her orgasm was so strong, she was still shaking 10 minutes later. After the cock in her pussy and injected the measured dose of modified cum, it injected a substance that would block her cervix for a couple days. This would give the artificial cum time to do its work. With that, it withdrew back into the wall. The probes on her clit and tits also detached and returned to their hiding places. The cock retracted from her mouth, with Ginny's tongue trying to lap up the last drops of nectar it had been providing her all along. It too retracted out of sight. The bars her hands had been gripping, lifted her body back up again until it was straight while the bar she had been bent over retracted back into the floor. The hand holds gently lowered her body back down onto the toilet then returned to the position when Ginny had first sat down to pee. The 'unit' was programmed to remove all outward appearances that the subject had been fucked. It again, rinsed her down and air dried her. The hand holds deactivated, letting Ginny hold them on her own. The substance the cock in her mouth had been feeding her a substance that helped pacify her during her fucking but if would also block her short term memory of what had happen. Only the audio programming she had received while being fucked would remain. She would not question how she got pregnant and she would dutifully raise the child she bore. Coming back to her senses, Ginny seemed momentarily confused but quickly chalked it up to having intensely enjoying the pampering this futuristic, automated toilet had provided. She got up, rinsed the sand out of her bikini top and bottom, and put them on. With one last look in the mirror, it seemed like she radiated an extra 'glow' about herself. With a quick self approval, she unlocked the door and walked back to her towel on the beach. As Ginny walked back to her spot on the beach, she passed other co-eds headed for the new public toilets. Without much of a thought she laid down on her beach towel to resume working on her tan, and to be the object of admiration of the college guys on the beach. Re-population Ch. 02 Ch 2 – Continuing the takeover (Rhonen) At the urging of some readers, I've decided to write a sequel to the original story. Please feel free to comment on the story, and reply to me about your thoughts. I would love to correspond with you about what you liked or didn't like. Years before, a few survivors of a dying planet had sent out scouts to find a planet suitable to re-populate the dominate species of the planet. The condition of their sun deteriorated so rapidly, there was not time to build enough space ships to transport anywhere near enough of the population to have enough genetic diversity to insure the survival of the species. After much thought about how to utilize the short time remaining and the limited resources, it was decided that the species had a better chance of survival if the relatively few space ships on hand were refitted to store the genetic material of thousands of it's kind. The limited space onboard could store the future of more of it's inhabitants if they were simply a test tube of genetic material instead of a full grown adult that would need a lot of resources to survive what could be a long space journey. The plan was to find a suitable species on another world and use it to bear the dying planet's offspring. After a very long journey, one ship came across a planet with the right conditions for the alien world's plan for re-population. This prospective planet had moderate temperatures and plenty of dry land on which to live, even though 3/5ths of the planet was covered by water. Of the 9 planets that orbited the star, the 3rd planet in this solar system was the only one that could support life. The quickest way to implement the re-population plan was to utilize automated insemination modules. They would capture the host planet's male sperm and re-engineer it to transport the alien planet's genetic material into the host planet's female body. There it would gestate as if it was the host planet's normal offspring. The male's senses and judgment would be clouded so that he would not know that his sperm was being harvested, and the female would be similarly conditioned with a chemical substance that would enhance her fertility, while encouraging her to be a willing participant to insemination. + + + + + + + + + + + + + The plan had been working well for a number of years now. The automated insemination units had been placed in locations with the highest possible number of potential surrogates; warm beaches where healthy young men and women congregated. The fertility rate initially, was really good. It was almost 80 percent. The automated units were able to operate for almost 5 years, until they finally ran out of genetic material to use for insemination. By the time the automated units had run out of genetic material, more than 10,000 young females from the host planet had been fucked and inseminated. They were now raising children that were a little more than 4 years old. Some of the females chose to raise their offspring by themselves, and some had taken a human male mate as a partner. The initial breeding function had indoctrinated them into ignoring the fact that their children usually did not resemble the parent. + + + + + + + + + + + + + Because most of the impregnated human females came from various parts of the host planet, no one would notice an increase of the number of children that were more physically fit and smarter. As the male offspring grew, they took on traits of strength and fitness that would be the envy of any human male. Their reproductive organs were larger than most human males as well. Almost all the male offspring had cocks that were longer than 9 inches and almost twice as fat as the average human male. Their balls were able to produce almost twice the amount of sperm as an average human male. The female offspring grew to be extremely desirable. Each had measurements that were the envy of every girl they grew up with. Their bust length hair flowed effortlessly past a flawless features face. Each had bust and hip measurements that made Playboy models look like homely schoolgirls. Even though they were being raised as human children, the alien DNA in them gave them the knowledge that they were not human, and that their primary purpose was to pro-create with as many humans as possible within their life span. There seemed to be a sense of urgency to seed this planet with more and more of their own kind. + + + + + + + + + + + + + Rhonen was one of the original offspring. By now he was a physically attractive, 5' 10", rock hard abs, 19 yr old, and was attending a large university that had a large female population. It was realized early on that these educational institutions attracted some of the best human stock for reproduction. With his enhanced IQ, he could have tested out of college with a degree in anything he wanted within 2 years but he was fully aware of his 'mission'. His academics were planned so that they were well above average so that he would be able to continue attending classes, but below the point that would have attracted too much attention. For him, classes were easy. He could study very little and still get a good grade. This left Rhonen more time to look for ideal female candidates to impregnate. Rhonen had found himself an apartment close to campus so that he wouldn't have to take the potential mother very far to be impregnated. He had studied for years, what attracted women and had decorated his apartment accordingly. His alien DNA had also given him the knowledge of how to prepare airborne scents that would render the human female more susceptible and willing to have sex. Most of Rhonen's conquests happened on weekends, when most of the females would be out having a good time. He found he had an easier time of finding his victims at the local watering holes close to campus. It was just such a visit to the Jayhawk Suds, a place where a lot of the college kids hung out near campus on a Friday night, that Rhonen spotted a potential specimen. Alicia had been in the bar with her friend Pam for about an hour already. They both had been studying hard for weeks for the test they had taken that day and needed to unwind. They had come to have a few drinks and dance to some music, and weren't really looking to hook-up with any guys. That didn't mean that more than a few guys tried connecting with this 5' 8", 19 yr old hottie. Alicia was the type of girl that you could imagine being a Playboy Centerfold. Her natural 36 C breasts were rock firm and tipped with eraser hard nipples that always seemed to be super sensitive. Her perfectly firm ass was solid muscle, a testament to her regular workouts. Her seductive brown eyes were something that any man would be drawn to. When it came to looks, Pam was no slouch either. Her and Alicia were the same age and had it not been for her blonde hair, instead of brown, you could have almost sworn that Pam and Alicia were twins; it was absolutely uncanny. Maybe their similar looks is what drew them to each other as friends at an early age -- who knows. Anyhow, they were inseparable. This bond between the two girls did not go un-noticed by Rhonen. He knew that if he were to win over one girl, the other would follow along, wherever things lead. Rhonen knew it was an old icebreaker technique but buying them a drink was a nice gesture and this handsome hunk had piqued the girls curiosity. The three of them were able to find a table in a corner and settled into some getting-to-know-you conversation. After a few minutes, the girls went to the bathroom to 'exchange notes'. This gave Rhonen the perfect opportunity to lace their drinks with a special liquid that would make the girls more susceptible to Rhonen's suggestions. When the girls came back to the table, they were all smiles and apparently had decided to see where the night would lead with Rhonen. The girls finished off their drinks and Rhonen ordered another round. The girls only had time to take a sip of the 2nd round when their expressions changed, from a bubbly in-charge personality to one of submissiveness. Rhonen knew the drug was beginning to work on them. Rhonen suggested they all go back to his place for some additional drinks and view his art collection. To the girls, this seemed to be going a little fast but for some reason, they were in an extremely agreeable mood. Being art students, the thought of sharing an art interest, mollified some of their normal 'red flag' thoughts. Grabbing their purses, Alicia took Rhonen's right arm and Pam took his left arm, walking the two blocks back to Rhonen's apartment. By the time all three made it to the apartment, the girls were fully under the drug's effects. Upon entry to the apartment, the girls' attention was drawn to a large painting that was very erotic in nature. Rhonen had them sit on the couch, while he went to fix them another drink, this time spiked with a drug that would make them extremely aroused. On the coffee table in front of them was a piece of art that resembled a large cock. The girls thought it was odd, in a funny way, to find something like that as a center piece on a guy's coffee table, but somehow felt more intrigued by it than put off. Pam was the first to pick it up to get a better look at it. Alicia's fingers soon found their way to it as well. To the girls, it didn't feel like a piece of wood or stone; more like the real thing. It didn't have the look of any substance the girls could think of. In fact, the phallus was coated with a substance meant to heighten arousal, and each time the girls made contact with it, more of the substance was absorbed through their skin. Rhonen had been observing the girls all this time and had delayed bringing their drinks until they had time to fully appreciate the phallus. Handing their drinks, "It looks like you two have become acquainted with my sculpture" and encouraged them to "drink up" even as both girls were still admiring the 'center piece'. Downing their drinks, tt wasn't long before the cocktail of drugs had taken their full effect. "I think you girls need to see and feel the real thing", as he unzipped his slacks and took off his shirt. The girls' attention was quickly riveted to Rhonen's crotch in anticipation of what would soon be displayed. When Rhonen's shorts dropped to the floor, each girl uttered an audible sigh, while licking their full lips. "Before we begin, lets get you girls out of those clothes." Due in large part to the drugs flowing through their system, their state of arousal was such that they nearly ripped their own clothes off to be ready for what was next. The girls found themselves standing in front of Rhonen like two soldiers waiting for orders. Putting a hand on each of their shoulders, Rhonen applied a steady downward pressure until both girls were on their knees, with Rhonen's large cock waiving just inches away from their face. Within seconds, Alicia was licking one side of Rhonen's cock and Pam was licking the other side. Occasionally one girl would take a mouthful of cock, slowly swirling her tongue around the cock hear and then slowly savoring a slow slide into her warm mouth, trying to stuff as much in as possible. All the while, the other girl would be trying to inhale each of Rhonen's balls as if it were a succulent gourmet dish. The girls need for cock was insatiable. Soon the room was filled with sucking and slurping noises. Had Rhonen been a normal human male, the girls' hungry assault on his cock would have had him shooting cum within mere minutes. As it was, even with Rhonen's superior staying power, these girls were quickly bringing his cock into full readiness and well on its way to spraying a copious amount of cum. Since the whole point of his seduction, was to fill their pussies instead of their bellies, Rhonen grabbed each by the hair and pulled their mouths off of his cock. Pulling Pam over to the coffee table, he laid her out on it so she was facing up. Her rock hard nipples were pointing straight up. Her pussy glistened with excitement, and a copious amount of her cunt juices coated the inside of her thighs. Alicia was ordered to get down on her hands and knees, in between her friend's legs and began sucking on her friend's nipples. The girls had never done any girl-on-girl stuff before but Alicia seemed to be learning quickly. It wasn't long before Pam was cooing with little oohs and aahs. After giving Pam some initial warm up time, Rhonen got on his knees behind Alicia and pulled her body back so that Alicia's mouth was now lined up with Pam's pussy. Without any further direction, Alicia's tongue went to work on Pam's slit. Rhonen's fingers traced up Alicia's moist inner thighs and began probing the inner folds of her neatly shaved, slick pussy. Inserting one finger into her hot cunt, he could tell she was really getting turned on. A second and third finger soon followed, making slurping sounds as his combined fingers plunged in and out of the hot swamp she had for a cunt. His fingers withdrew and the bulbous head of his cock soon pressed at the entrance. In a jarring lunge, he drove all 10 inches into her at once, until his balls smacked her clit in a loud slap. It caught her off guard so much that she lost her breath and her rhythm of licking Pam's pussy. Even though the insides of her cunt was gushing a copious amount of fluids, she was extremely tight, and Rhonen paused to giving her time to adjust to his length and girth before withdrawing almost all the way out. Rhonen shoved his cock back in, but not quite so forcefully this time, and began to work into a constant speed of plunging in and out of Alicia's pussy. This went on for some time and Alicia's body was glistening heavy with sweat. With Alicia getting close, Rhonen increased the speed of his strokes until it was almost a blur. At the moment Alicia started to peak, Rhonen slammed in hard and fired a powerful shot of cum into her waiting cervix. Alicia had been building toward a powerful climax but the feeling of Rhonen's cum hitting her insides like a fire hose, was all it took to send her into a screaming orgasm. At the same time, she sucked hard on Pam's clit, causing Pam to let loose with her own climax. Barely giving the girls time to recover, Rhonen withdrew from Alicia's steamy cunt and had the two girls trade places. Now Alicia was on her back on the coffee table and Pam's mouth was buried in Alicia's pussy lips. Without giving her much warning, Rhonen lined up on Pam's upturned ass and slammed his cock into her sopping cunt. The effect was a repeat of Alicia. Pam momentarily lost track of what she was doing, and the breath was literally knocked out of her. She soon recovered, as Rhonen started into a rhythm of sliding his cock in and out of her equally tight cunt. For Alicia, Pam's licks and sucks caused her to have wave after wave of non-stop orgasms. She had no choice. She had been thoroughly fucked by Rhonen and now Pam was pouring it on with expert style lips and tongue. She tried to tell Pam to slow down or stop Rhonen was beginning to really pound Pam's pussy and it was primal instinct for Pam to increase her licks, like a woman possessed. By now, Pam was slipping in an out of mini-orgasms almost as fast as Alicia. Her nipples dripped profusely with sweat from her body, like a wet washrag being rung out. Pam's mini-orgasms were building into a monumental one. At just the right moment, Rhonen slammed into Pam's cunt and stayed there, firing shot after shot of potent alien cum. Pam's orgasmic scream was partially muffled by Alicia's pussy, as her mouth was driven into it hard. This was the last straw for Alicia's super sensitive pussy. She wrapped her legs around Pam's head, locking it tight to Alicia's pussy. Had Alicia not passed out, Pam would have suffocated. As it was, it was only enough to cause Pam to black out from the orgasm and lack of air. Rhonen pulled his softening cock out of Pam's sticky cunt and untangled Alicia's legs from Pam's head to give Pam a chance to breath again. Walking over to a cabinet, Rhonen pulled out a set of headphones for each girl, placed it over their ears, and turned them on. While Rhonen sponged each girl off and cleaned up the seepage from their cunt, the voice in the earphones played in their head, telling them they would soon bear a child but not to be concerned about who the father was. Inside their womb, Rhonen's sperm had found the waiting egg and had fertilized it. The human DNA in the egg had been taken over by Rhonen's alien DNA. Re-dressing them, he removed the headphones and put them away in the cabinet, then sat the girls on the couch as if they had just come in the door. Awaking from their blissful slumber, the girls apologized for being so tired as to have nodded off on their host's couch. Rhonen, playing the perfect gentleman and drove them home so they could sleep in their own bed. After dropping the girls off at their apartment, Rhonen headed out again to find more fertile human females. The story continues . . . . . Re-population Ch. 03 Chapter 3 -- Continuing the takeover (Serena) Serena knew her mission. As one of the first generation of the alien offspring, she knew there would be a lot of pressure on her to do her part to re-populate her race. She knew she wouldn't be able to come close to having the same impact in producing offspring as her male counterparts but her body was designed to bear multiple children with each pregnancy. Serena had chosen a good geographic location, the French shores of the Mediterranean. The climate was mild most of the year and the beaches in the area usually attracted a good selection of male breeding stock. Also to her advantage was that some of the more affluent males frequented the area and were very generous for here sexual favors. It was thus that she never had to work to pay for food and shelter. Serena had moved to the area as soon as she turned 18, independent and in her prime years for bearing children. In her search for the best males, she would usually stroll the beaches by day and the hot spots, frequented by the affluent, at night. It was just one of those nights that she dropped in on one of the top nightclubs in the area. Serena's deep blue eyes and long blond hair reminded you of a stereo-typical Swedish beauty. When she went to go out, she put on one of her most seductive outfits. It was a silky dress that caressed her full, firm 36 D breasts. She didn't bother to wear a bra and the deep V-neck in the front of her dress gave a generous view of those luscious orbs. The silky material brushing across her nipples kept them sensitive and hard. The rest of her satin dress flowed gently down her thighs, halfway to her knees. The shear thong she wore showed no trace of a panty line. Her 2 inch heels further accentuated her hips and bust. There was no way that she wouldn't catch the attention of every male within sight. She hadn't been in the nightclub more than 3 minutes before a well dressed man in his 20's came over to introduce himself to her. His name was Antonio and he was the son of a multi-billion dollar merchant marine shipping magnet. His body was well sculpted, strong and muscular. She could tell by his clothes and rings he had money to burn, but that's not the primary reason she was there. Growing up, she had learned that part of the human male ego was to feel like he had greatly impressed his female quarry so that she would eventually let him mate with her so she played along with it. As they talked, she flirted with him, letting him think it was him that was putting the moves on her. When they danced, she made no objection to his wandering hands that occasionally made their way down her back and felt her ass. This was what she wanted; she wanted him to feel that she would let him fuck her that night. She was careful not to let him think she was too easy. After waiting what she thought was the appropriate amount of time, she suggested they leave the nightclub to take a walk in cool breezes. This suited him just fine, as he had been thinking of a way to get her out of the nightclub and steer her to his hotel nearby. As they walked, she let him put his arm around her waist to pull her closer to him. As they passed some of the shops, Antonio would remark about each shop's specialties. This was his territory, so to speak and he was out to impress her. At a shop a block away from his hotel they stopped to admire the contents through the window. It was a shop that specialized in tasteful romantic aids. There were little cherubs in the window with scented oils on display. In the center of the window display was a flowered arch, with mannequins in a passionate embrace under the arch. Antonio figured this was a perfect time to show a little passion of his own. Turning Serena toward him, he took her into his arms and gave her a long, deep kiss. Her tongue met his for what seemed like an eternity. When they broke the kiss, Antonio suggested they continue things in his hotel room just down the block. Serena knew she had hooked him. It was just a matter of time before she got what she wanted. Within minutes they found themselves in his hotel room in a passionate embrace, exchanging steamy kisses. Serena was plainly aware of his hands finding the zipper at the back of her dress and she let him pull it down. His hand soon pulled it off her shoulders and it slid effortlessly down her soft skin, caressing her nipples as it slid over her breasts on the way to the floor. Antonio had never seen such a beautiful woman. His kisses soon moved from her mouth, to her neck, to the nubs on her breasts. Even though this was part of her mission, to seduce the human male, she knew it didn't hurt to take pleasure from it at the same time. Antonio's kisses were soft, as he gently licked, sucked, and pulled at her sensitive nipples in his quest to arouse her. All the while he was applying oral pleasure to her breasts, his hands were gliding over her firm ass. She put up no resistance when he started to pull her thong down to the point where it finally just slid down her legs to her ankles. Not wanting to him to feel left out, she deftly freed the buttons of his shirt and pulled it off his chest. Quickly, she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall in a puddle at his ankles. All this foreplay had made his cock strain in his boxers. Antonio broke off his efforts on her breasts long enough to pull them down and step out of them and his pants. There were now no clothes on either of them to impede their lust. Pushing her to the bed, he gently pushed her down on it so that she was face up. He couldn't help but take a step back to admire this golden haired beauty with the light blonde hair that covered her pussy. With her legs spread wide, it was like an open invitation and he wasn't one to pass up invitations. Bending down, he started to give hot kisses to her inner thighs, finally reaching his intended target, her pussy. This was one of the things he had been waiting for all night, the chance to taste what was between Serena's legs. Like a man possessed, he set to work, lapping at her slit and sometimes taking little nibbles of her clit. For Serena, this part of her mission was the most rewarding. The harder part would follow later. She let Antonio lap at her pussy until her juices had started to flow. He wasn't necessarily the greatest lover but his technique was not that bad. Her first few lovers were pretty inexperienced and it was all she could do to act like there was true excitement in their love making. Antonio was actually beginning to make her moan from the attention he was giving her. Even though there was an urgency in her mission for re-population, Serena felt like she had earned some time to enjoy the times when she found a man who could really make her feel good. With that in mind, she intertwined her fingers in hi hair and urged him on for more of the good feeling she was providing her pussy. Serena was getting lost in the feelings and, before she realized it, she was panting hard between words of encouragement of "Oh yes", "Right there", "Keep going". Then it hit her. She had need to cum from something other than her own fingers for a long time and since this felt so god, she let herself go. It wasn't an earth shattering climax but it was good anyhow. Giving him a mischievous smile, she grabbed his hair and pulled his mouth off her pussy. In one fluid motion, she nearly threw him on to the bed on his back. This would give her easy access to his cock and eventually for him to have easy access to her breasts when she rode him. Since it had been a while since she'd had a decent size cock to work with, she was going to take her time with Antonio's 8" cock. It was already partially erect and her expert fingers slowly stroked it into full hardness. The large purple head looked more like an inflated balloon than a cock head. The large veins on the shaft was more like the rough bark of a tree. She couldn't help smiling at the thought of how good it would feel once inside of her. She could see the anticipation look on Antonio's face that he couldn't wait for what was next. As she bent her head down to within inches of his cock head, Antonio been watching. When he felt her hot breath on the tip, he closed his eyes and laid his head back on the pillow. He almost jumped off the bed when Serena's tongue took a quick lick of his cock head. She quickly followed by bringing the head to her lips, parting them as his cock head slowly slipped past them. He was in heaven. He'd never had sex with such a talented woman. He was soon starting to squirm all over the bed as Serena slowly sank her lips down the full length of his shaft then retreated until his cock head was almost all the way out of her mouth. The first few guys she had tried this on were young and inexperienced and shot their load in her mouth within the first few minutes. Serena could tell Antonio was different and she could take her time bringing him to full readiness. Besides, the more she stimulated him, the more volume that was getting stored up to eventually fill her pussy. As soon as Antonio was really hard, Serena climbed up on top of the bed, spread her legs, and sat down on Antonio's thighs. She was far back enough that she could reach a hand under his balls and give his cock a good stroking. This also gave Antonio the ability to put his hands on her breasts and roll her hard tits in his fingers Serena firmly took his clock in her hands and started stroking it. At the same time, she slowly fondled his balls, gently teasing them. Antonio couldn't believe how good this felt. His sexual experiences were limited to the "get the girl wet as soon as possible, then fuck her as fast as possible". Here was a young woman who took control and was determined to do her best to make it last as long as possible. Her expert fingers were causing him to experience the most incredible sexual feelings he had ever had. Every time he would get close to cumming, Serena would stop stroking his cock and grip it tightly to stop him from cumming. It was madding for Antonio, he would get so close and Serena would put the brakes on. It was all part of Serena's plan to get the most out of his cock. The longer she kept him on the edge, the more sperm would build up. She did have an ulterior motive though. She hadn't had really good sex for so long, she was determined to make the most of it. Antonio had sucked on her clit expertly enough to cause her to truly have some mini-orgasms and here he was, playing with her breasts and tits that caused her to have electric jolts of sexual energy every time he rolled her nipples between his fingers. Serena couldn't take it any longer. She scooted up to where Antonio's cock was lined up with her sopping pussy, and dropped down on it fully. Serena's pussy was tight and had it not been for being well lubricated, there is no way Antonio's cock would have made it into her fully the first time. Antonio's cock drove into her so deeply that his cock head hit her cervix and kept going until it was fully implanted into her womb. Serena squeezed her cunt muscles around his cock and lifted up slowly, pulling on his cock as she raised herself up. Her cunt muscles were so strong she could have gripped his cock tight enough to lift his body off entirely off the bed if she wanted to. With Antonio, she gripped his cock just hard enough to give him exquisite pleasure. As soon as the head of his cock was almost out of her, she dropped own fully onto his cock again. Within a few minutes, Serena had fallen into a rhythm of pulling up and dropping down on Antonio's stiff cock. Antonio wasn't the only one benefiting from this exquisite pleasure. Serena had started to get lost in feeling of having Antonio tug on her nipples, as his shaft repeatedly stimulated the walls of her pussy. She threw her head back, closed her eyes, and was completely caught up in the moment. She forgot for the moment this was all part of her 'mission', she didn't care if Antonio was rich or poor. All that mattered was that this was the best sex she'd had in a long time and all that mattered right now was that it was a simple case of animal lust, a bitch in heat. She was panting, snorting, growling, lifting and dropping on Antonio's incredible hard shaft. Needless to say, it was all Antonio could do to hold on. He was doing his best to hold off from cumming, for Serena's sake, to prolong things but there came a time when he just couldn't hold out any longer. Serena sensed the change in him. She was on the brink herself. The cum was boiling in Antonio's balls and suddenly it cut loose like a fire hose. When Serena sensed him about to cum, she sat down on him hard, forcing his cock deep into her womb. She was rewarded herself with blast after blast of steamy hot cum, triggering her own explosive orgasm. When it hit her, it hit her hard. She let out a primal scream and the wall of her pussy clamped down hard on Antonio's cock. What followed was something Antonio had never experienced before. Serena's cunt muscles were actually rippling up his cock in waves. Her cunt was actually trying to squeeze every last bit of cum from his cock and his body. At this point, his orgasm was so powerful and his cock so sensitive that every ripple of Serena's cunt muscles was almost too much for him. It sent him in to violent thrashing on the bed. Had Serena's cunt not been locked onto his cock so hard, he would have thrown her off of him. In the end, Serena finally collapsed on top of him. When her cunt finally started to let go of him, both of their bodies were so slippery from sweat, she almost slid off of him. It was quite a while before both recovered enough to roll over on their sides, and finally separate. Serena was basking in the afterglow and was reluctant to get up. So it was that she found herself the next morning, on her side, with Antonio spooning her with his stiff cock prodding her ass, trying to get another crack at her pussy. It had been such a good feeling the night before that she turned over to face him. It wasn't long before Antonio's cock was pounding her pussy again, filling her fertile womb with more baby making cum. It was almost noon before she finally arose from Antonio's bed. Antonio fixed her a breakfast/lunch combination because both of them were famished. Serena stuck around for another a couple more days of encore even though the first shot of Antonio's cum would have been enough to made her pregnant but in this case, seconds and thirds was too much to pass up. Besides, by giving him a little extra, she knew it would be easier to talk him out of more of his money to help finance the nursery. Also the extra sperm in her womb would be absorbed y the lining of her uterus and would nourish her fertilized eggs. After a week of getting everything she needed from Antonio, she took his phone number in case she thought he might be useful again. Inside Serena's womb, Antonio's sperm had found her eggs, all four of them. She wouldn't know for sure for a couple of weeks that she was pregnant so within a couple of hours, Serena was again patrolling the beaches, looking for another mark just to make sure. Even once she knew, she still bedded some of the rich playboys for the money she would need to help raise the growing babies inside her. Once she started to show, she moved to a more remote area where she could raise her children but also be close enough to where the action was so that she could earn some money with her sexual talents. The children would be taught what they needed to do once they were adults. She would also teach them superb sexual techniques that would help them in their 'mission'. At the same time, there were hundreds of others of her kind that were fulfilling the same 'mission' -- re-population. * The next installment -- Re-population Ch 4 -- The downfall (Quinn) Re-population Ch. 04 Ch 4 – The downfall (Quinn) Over the years, the re-population effort seemed to be going well. The alien's numbers grew quickly in the first couple of generations. The alien males would impregnate as many of the human females as possible. Since the human females would normally have only about 3-4 children during their lifetime and each alien impregnation would produce a minimum of twins, the majority of the human female's children would have alien DNA. The alien females were finding enough human males to impregnate them on average every 4 years. With each pregnancy, there would be 3-4 offspring. All would have alien DNA. Statistically, each alien birth tended to reduce the rate of human births since there were fewer chances to breed with other humans. It would take a while but eventually, if everything followed the plan, there would be no more humans to breed with each other and the alien race would have taken over by attrition. The takeover would be so slow and invisible the humans would not even see it coming. All they would see were beings that looked and acted just like them. Midway into the early twentieth year of the second generation of aliens, they noted that this human species had a considerably longer average life span than they did. This was not too much of a concern since the alien's breeding rate was about 3-4 times that of the humans they were replacing. The new alien leaders had chosen a remote island to set up a world headquarters to keep track of the growing alien population. From here, they could receive reports and monitor things, without interference from the human species. The headquarters was initially equipped to electronically monitor all parts of the world. After a few years, there were expansions for 'on-site' monitoring. Since most of the alien leaders were male, it was necessary that they also do their part to fulfill 'the mission'. Large dormitories were built to house human females of breeding age. Once they set foot on the island the human females were destined never to leave it. They would serve out their entire child bearing years on the island. Once they could no longer bear children, they were of no use, and discarded like yesterday's newspaper. New human female breeders were brought to the island to replace the 'worn out' ones. There was no need to put locks on any of the doors except the monitoring building, where could the humans go. The island was a perfect barrier to escape. Besides, the females were routinely given a substance in their food and drink that made them very compliant. It also made them extremely horny and ready for sex at every opportunity, which is that the alien males wanted. Not only would they be able to do their part in the re-population mission but it would also provide some daily recreation. When the dormitories were built, additional impregnation research rooms were built. When it was noted that a particular human female was in her fertile time, she would be brought to the 'research' room. There she would be not only thoroughly fucked and impregnated but the whole process was recorded and monitored for later study. The recordings would be studied, to determine the various ways to have sex with these human females and what techniques elicited the best sexual response. + + + + + + + + + + + Michele had been on the island for almost a month. At first she had tried to find ways to escape off the island. She soon found there was no easy ways off the island. The 5' 7" stunning brunette was no bimbo. She had a Masters degree in psychology and she had a steely determination that there was always a way to do something, even if it was not obvious, or physical. Michele had noted that it appeared that most of her captors were male. They were all exceptionally handsome and muscular. Even though she was in prime physical condition, she knew there was no way she could overpower any of them physically. She would have to try some verbal or sensual persuasion. Although she knew it was somewhat stereo-typical for a woman to use her obvious sex appeal to get what she wanted, she felt that this might be the best option if she was ever to gain her freedom. She had guess rightly that her captors were pretty self assured that no one could escape the island since for the most part, all the captives were allowed the freedom to roam most of the main compound. There were only a few buildings that were inaccessible. A number of her male captors came and went and seemed pleasant enough to interact with but she could get very little information out of any of them. To try to loosen them up some, she decided to try showing off some of her 'assets'. She started leaving her bra back in her sleeping quarters, as she took her walks around the compound. This did not go unnoticed by her male captors. After a couple of days, she decided to ditch the panties as well to add a little extra enticement. She had decided she was going to use some of that Masters degree in psychology. She purposely changed her outward demeanor from when she had first arrived but inwardly she was just as defiant. When she had first arrived, she was brought in struggling against the grip of two of her male captors. She was placed face up on an oddly shaped table and her wrists and ankles were strapped down. What she was strapped to was not so much an examination table as it was something like a torture device. The table was cushioned some but only about as wide as her torso. Her arms were strapped to movable padded bars. Her legs were strapped to individual supports that could be swung out and also bent upwards and at the knees. The room was more like and operating room than anything else. There were bright lights over head, and a table of instruments to one side. On the other side, was some monitoring equipment, with wires draped over a monitor. Michele also noticed there were a number of video cameras in the room, all pointed at her. The 4 males in the room were preoccupied with various things. One seemed to be calibrating the monitoring device, another was writing notes, another was adjusting the video feeds from the cameras, and the fourth was arranging the instruments on the table. The one who had been taking notes, made an entry, closed the clipboard, and set it in a bin on the wall. Turning toward Michele, he got the other's attention by asking "Shall we begin?". To Michele, this took on a more frightening tone. She wasn't sure what these men had planned but her worst fear was that they were going to do some kind of operation on her. Michele started begging and pleading for them to let her go. The head 'doctor' got so distracted by her ranting that he had one of the others gag her. Even though she was gagged, you could still hear her muffled pleadings. In a now calm, methodical voice he announced "First, let's get her clothes off." One of the men reached behind him, picked up a pair of scissors and made a 'starter' cut in the very bottom of the leg of her slacks. Putting down the scissors, he grabbed the two sides of the cut edges and started ripping the material apart. With each rip, the men were allowed to see more and more of her leg. As more of the material gave way, more of her leg was exposed. The man had now ripped the material apart all the way up to where her crotch was. He did not stop until he had worked his way up to her waistband, where he used the scissors again to cut the remaining reinforced waistband. Moving to the other side, the procedure was repeated, starting with an initial cut at the bottom of her slacks, then rip, rip, rip until her slacks were ripped all the way to her waist. With a quick snip of the waistband he grabbed the ripped and cut pieces and pulled her slacks out from under her, leaving her in just thin white panties. Next, the man moved up to the sleeves of her button down top. Starting at the wrist sleeve, he made an initial cut at the beginning of the sleeve, then started ripping the material apart. He didn't stop until he had ripped the material all the way up to the arm and continued until the neckline and had separated the front of the blouse from the back. This was repeated on the other side, cutting a part of the sleeve, then ripping the rest. The only thing now holding her top around her torso were the buttons on the front. The head 'doctor' seemed to be getting a little agitated that the cutting process was taking so long so he reached over, grabbed the front opening of her top and ripped it apart, sending buttons flying everywhere. With a quick yank, the rest of Michele's top was yanked out from under her and thrown in the corner with her ripped up pants. The only things covering Michele's body now were her bra and panties. Reaching for the scissors again, each strap was cut and the side material was cut. The front of her bra no longer was attached to anything, and the man grabbed it and flung it across the room to where the rest of her clothes lay. The head 'doctor' reached for his clipboard and started making notes about the size and condition of her upper body. Her abductors had singled her out because it appeared she had good muscle tone and breasts large enough to produce a volume of milk needed for suckling the numerous children she would be bearing. With her blouse and bra off, there was no doubt that her firm 36D breasts would be adequate for the job ahead. There would be tests done to confirm that her nipples would be adequate size as well for her children to suck on to obtain the nourishment they need to thrive. Her toned abdomen and legs were evident that she would be fit enough to bear numerous children in the years ahead. Up until this time, her legs had been mostly together, even though they were strapped down onto movable sections of the table. That was about to change. After making various notations on observations about most of Michele's body, the 'doctor' decided it was time to examine the rest of her. Pulling the leg sections far apart and locking them in place, the 'doctor' stood in between Michele's legs so that he could better examine her close up. Her panty covered pussy was the only remaining part of her body that was still covered, but that wouldn't last long. One of the assistants was about to hand him the scissors to cut them off but the 'doctor' waived him off. Instead, the 'doctor' grabbed the waistband above each leg and ripped the thin material clean through to the leg. Repeating the procedure on the other side left her panties in shreds, which was summarily discarded with the rest of her clothes. The 'doctor' began trying to probe the outer parts of her pussy but was getting frustrated with all the hair in the way. Michele had never shaved her pussy. She always thought that make her look cheap and easy. The 'doctor' decided that in order for him to examine her completely, the pussy hair must go. Within 5 minutes, she was trimmed, lathered, shaved, and sporting a baby smooth pussy. The doctor's finger played across the outside of her pussy lips, noting the softness and firmness. Nest, he ran a finger up and down Michele's slit to check the firmness of the outer lips. After a couple of times of this, he noted the tip of his fingers were moist. As much as Michele was trying to fight it, her body couldn't help responding to having her pussy probed. It was the first time anyone had ever seen and touched her down there and the sensations were causing her head to spin. Parting the outer lips, the 'doctor' found her enlarging clit. With his fingers, he gently massaged it, gauging its responsiveness. Michele was starting to lose it. Her hips were involuntarily starting to rise and fall, trying to meet the fingers that were giving her pleasure. Her muffled screams had turned to soft moans. The gag was removed and her moans were free to fill the room. Her pussy was becoming slicker by the minute. The 'doctor' went further and plunged his finger into her pussy until it met her hymen. A smile came over his face as he was becoming even more confident that she would make for a good breeder. During his examination of her pussy, the other assistants were attaching wires to her body. There were wires that would monitor her brain waves, wires that would monitor her heart rate and blood pressure, wires that would monitor her temperature. There was also a set of wires that were attached to her nipples. As soon as they were attached, Michele felt a tiny repeating pulse of electricity. It was not enough to hurt, but it was more than enough to stimulate her nipples into rock hard stiffness and keep them that way for as long as the wires were attached. All this was going on as the 'doctor' probed her pussy. Suddenly the 'doctor' withdrew his finger from her pussy. In one sense she felt a longing for how good the doctor's finger felt inside her. By the same token it seemed to signal that the whole ordeal might be coming to an end soon. How wrong she was. She soon felt the headrest drop from under her head so that her head was now hanging off the edge. Opening her eyes, what she saw terrified her. One of the assistants was standing close to her head, completely nude, with his cock just mere inches from her face. She opened her mouth to scream but didn't have a chance because just as swiftly, it was stuffed with his cock. As he held her head, he began to saw back and forth in her mouth, building into a rhythm. While her concentration was focused on what was happening at her mouth, she failed to notice that her spread legs were pulled upward and there was now something probing at the entrance to her pussy. The doctor's cock was probing the outside of her pussy, then slowly inching its way into her warm channel. Sensing that Michele was lubricated enough to go further, the 'doctor' lunged forward, driving his cock through her hymen, and plowing into her cervix. This sudden impact caught her attention and took her breath away for a moment. The 'doctor' could feel she was very tight and stayed motionless for a few minutes, to give her time to get over having hr virginity taken and adjust to the size of his cock. It was a short reprieve, as the 'doctor' soon started driving his cock in and out, in time with the assistant who was raping her mouth. Michele had started to become accustomed to the cock in her mouth and was getting to the point where she was able to let it slide into her throat to the point the assistant's balls were rubbing against her nose. Another assistant turned up the machine that was stimulating her nipples at about the time the pain in her mouth and pussy had turned to pleasure. Michele had been pretty sexually naïve before but now she was getting a crash course in sexual pleasure. Michele had to time her breathing to when the assistant would pull out of her throat. That left little time to vocalize her rising sexual feelings. She had only had a mild orgasm before so she knew the signs. She could tell however that what she was feeling now would far surpass that. Not only was her body shaking from the alternating stuffing at both ends but her buildup to her climax was doing things to her as well. He body was literally dripping with sweat, even through the air had felt cool when she was first brought into the room. Then she felt it. The assistant tensed up and drove his cock fully down her throat. She felt it spasm and instantly a river of cum was flowing down her throat, on the way to her stomach. Barely having time to recover from this, the 'doctor' shoved his cock in hard, his cock head passing her cervix, planting itself firmly in her womb. A half second later, she felt her womb being sprayed with a hot liquid. Her cunt walls clamped down in a reflexive action around the cock inside it and she let out a muffled primal scream of sexual ecstasy. Only the straps holding her on the table kept her from rolling off. With a plop at each end, cocks were withdrawn from her mouth and pussy. The 'doctor' and the assistant got dressed and the 'doctor' made some additional notes on Michele's chart and left the room. The assistants wiped Michele down, cleaning the last bits of cum from her mouth and pussy. They then dressed her limp body in a non-descript outfit and carried her back to her sleeping quarters. There she slept for 6 hours, only rising to eat the meal that was waiting for her before laying back down and falling asleep. The next day, her head cleared and she began thinking of how she would escape. She had planned to seduce one of her captors, hoping to convince him to help her off the island. Her sexual experience the first day gave her some ideas on ways to seduce one of the men. With each day, she became bolder with her sexual advances. She didn't realize that her heightened sexual arousal had more to do with her desire to escape. The food and drink had been laced with a chemical that would eventually make her so horny that she would sell her soul just to get fucked. By the time her menstrual cycle was over and she was approaching her fertile time, Michele was almost ready to fuck anything in sight just to get some relief. At the height of her most fertile moment, she was led back to the 'operating room' to be impregnated. This time the only reason to even think about strapping her down was to keep her from trying to get at those large cocks she needed to satisfy her sexual hunger. Within 2 months, it was confirmed that she was carrying twins. + + + + + + + + + + + + + To Quinn, this was another successful step on the road to taking over this planet. A few years later, he began to see a trend in the fertility rate among the human females and the alien females. There had been some natural disasters and toxic spills during that time period and it was assumed by the Council that the declining fertility rate for the aliens was a temporary dip and would soon bounce back. With other things to worry about, not much attention was paid to the fertility rates until much later. At first it was thought that the human females and males that had been selected for breeding had been chosen wrong. These humans must be getting more and more inferior. A new strategy was tried, have alien males and females mate with each other. This is something that had been ruled out until the alien population had reached 1 million, fearing that inbreeding too soon my stifle the alien genetic diversity. This didn't seem to help the situation. In fact it only made things worse. The Council had been so preoccupied with the fertility rate of the alien race, they had neglected to keep track of the human fertility rate. The aliens had been so pre-occupied with producing as many babies as possible that they had neglected to train some of their people in advanced medicine. Quinn, sent out word to his people that it would be necessary to study advanced medicine to find the cause for the drop in fertility. By the fourth generation of aliens, the fertility rate had dropped drastically. Even with their superior intelligence, it would be a frantic race to find a cure for the drop in fertility. It wasn't until well into the fifth generation that the cause was finally found. There had been a flaw in the original genetic engineering on their home world. When the human hosts were impregnated or used for impregnation, a portion of the human DNA remained. At first it had laid dormant. With each successive breeding, the dormant DNA began to dominate. This human DNA was interfering with the alien fertility. By the fifth generation, all the previous generations had either died off or were past their ability to breed. The realization that the entire fifth generation was sterile, or would be by the sixth generation, came as a shock. There was no way to reverse the damage; no way to correct the error. Quinn, as head of the Council, ordered that the original scout ship from years ago, be found and its radio salvaged so that a signal could be sent to any remaining scout ships in deep space. There was a faint hope that the signal would reach one of their ships still out there but Quinn knew it was a forgone conclusion that the effort would be too late for the remaining ones of his kind on this planet. Re-population Ch. 04 Within 25 years, the alien numbers had dwindled to only about a thousand. In another ten years, there was no one left at all. + + + + + + + + + + + + + Prolog: For some time, the human population experts had noted a rapid rise in overall fertility rates over a 60 year period, followed by a drastic drop. The death rates in the general population had also climbed. Within about 30 years, the death rates had started to drop again and the birth rate had started to climb again. It would remain one of those unexplainable anomalies during this period of earth history. It was an unexplained blip in the birth / death cycle of life. Last in the saga? Maybe, maybe not . . . . . . Re-population As she lay there relaxing, the modified sperm went to work, using the host sperm cell's ability to find the waiting egg, then penetrating the egg's outer shell. Once inside the egg cell, the alien genes took over. First they devoured the host sperm cell's DNA, followed by the host female's DNA, leaving only its own alien DNA to grow into a new being. The process of repopulating the alien species had begun. Within a short amount of time this process was being repeated over and over again throughout the coming months and years, not only on this beach, but on others in California, the Caribbean, Europe, the Middle East, and Australia. Within 20 years, the alien population was in the millions and growing fast. Using their ability to sense others of their kind, they were now able to locate and reproduce with mates from their own species. Some of the males still liked to impregnate human females with their alien DNA to speed up the process of taking over entirely the planet called Earth.