0 comments/ 33051 views/ 4 favorites The Harvest By: Mary Riley The woman sat in her chambers tapping one long nail against the table with impatience. Halariya tuned out the sound of screams as they echoed from under the door. Raising a brow to the door, she reached for the folder on the other side of the table. Taking a peek at the assignment was against the rules, but obviously if she was sitting in these chambers, it would appear that she had problems following rules to begin with. No sooner than her slender hand had opened assignment, the sound of the door being unlocked filled the room. Jerking her hand back innocently, Halariya hoped that her curiosity had evaded the tall, darkly clad man who entered. Looking at her with an arched brow, he picked the folder up and opened it. Licking the tips of his fingers he turned a few pages before looking up at her. “Do you even know why you are here, Halariya?” He asked her in a sarcastic tone. “Nope. I can’t say I do. Wait a minute . . . I’m getting a vision . . . ” The red headed woman touched her fingers to her temples mockingly “ . . . a vision of you telling me so I can get the hell out of here.” The colossus balding man, known only as “Marru”, shot her a look of irritation. “Keep on and we will send you up there.” He pointed upwards. “Though I doubt they are any more prepared to deal with a pestilence such as you. Now, back to business.” Marru continued with a sigh. The demon made it no secret that he wished this meeting to be over with. “The Harvest is approaching. During the Harvest you have to prove yourself to our Master. You will be given an assignment that must be completed in the earthly realm within 12 hours. If you fail, Halariya, what is left of your pitiful soul will be first cast into the lake of fire. After we are satisfied with your suffering, your soul will be devoured.” He smiled diabolically. “Poof! No more Halariya! Understood?” “Yes. I understand. Why do I have to do this?” She asked with utmost discontent. “Probably because we have watched you hang around here for two hundred years now, moping, shuffling your feet, making snide remarks, and doing nothing more than, frankly, getting in our way. If you are worth a shit, you need to prove it. Do a good job, and you may even get a rank down here.” Murru threw the folder onto the table. Halariya starred at the closed assignment in front of her, chewing on her bottom lip. “Well! Open it and get started!” Marru yelled while growling and throwing open the door. She jumped slightly as it slammed closed. “What a queen. All that’s just not necessary.” Halariya muttered under her breath while retrieving the folder and opening it. With a snarl, she began to read the assignment. “For the Harvest, Halariya needs to complete an assignment to prove herself to the society of the underworld and the Master, otherwise she will no longer be allowed to exist within our world. The assignment must be completed in 12 Outland hours. In that time she is to find a pure soul, one untouched by evil and corrupt it. It has to be done in such a way that the soul will be guaranteed to the Master, and eventually delivered. If completed, she will be rewarded generously. If she fails, she will be terminated to the most severe degree allowed by the code of the underworld.” Halariya closed the folder that held her fate tightly in her hand and sighed. Deep down she doubted herself, but the thought of burning and being devoured didn’t exactly hold much appeal. Troubled, yet determined, she left the meeting room and headed to her own chambers to prepare for her mission. Sitting on the edge of her bed, plans ran through her mind, one by one only squashed by her logic. This needed to be special. Something outrageous that would get her foot in the door. The goal was to be right by the Master’s side. That’s what every woman down here wanted. Sure, it wouldn’t be of Holocaust proportions, but she would make sure it was something that would not be forgotten so easily. Slipping into her humanly attire, she chose a black, fitted business suit. A black mini skirt instead of the pants made a remarkable improvement. The thigh highs and heels that Halariya added to the getup put the finishing touches on. Halariya slicked back her blood red hair, pinning it into a perfect round bun. No makeup was needed, for a touch up to her own natural beauty was only a finger snap away. One of the perks of being damned and on an assignment. You get anything you want or need, as long as the job gets done. Most men, after looking at the image starring back at her in the mirror, would be burning in the fires of hell by the morning. That the demoness was confident of. Smiling to herself one last time in the mirror, Halariya slipped out of her chambers. She waved and nodded cordially to the two men that ran “the rack” in the main hall. “Is that a new one, Harvey?” She pointed a stiff finger at the guy screaming with pain while his limbs were being stretched. “Yep. Just got him in this morning. Listen to him cry like a little sissy girl!” The burly man said while jerking the lever hard once more, causing the tormented man to cry out in piercing pain. “You’re doing a good job, keep it up.” Halariya gave him an optimistic thumbs up and strolled down through the dark passage ahead. In the darkness she could only hear the sound of her stiletto heels clicking along the damp cobblestones. Up ahead a faint light showed from underneath a rather large door. Halariya gave the big heavy obstacle a push and listened with relief as the rusty hinges squealed open. Brushing herself off, Halariya stepped out of the rather large furnace in the steel mill. Being that this was the first time since her arrival into hell that she had ventured out into the world again, she just had to snicker aloud. “Oh yeah, that so creative. The entrance to hell is in a furnace. Am I the only one that sees the irony and lack of originality in this?” She said between chuckles. From the great rusted monumental furnace behind her, a far off chorus of growls echoed. Halariya’s laughter faded. “Alright! I’m going!” She yelled in response. Halariya darted her way around hunks of machinery and scrap metal while searching for a way out. The place was nothing more than a vast metal-littered trap that was helping to waste what little time she had. Stopping and placing her hands on her hips, she took time to collect her thoughts. “Now . . . if I were a door . . . where would I be?” She grumbled while her black eyes shifted from side to side. “Ha! There you are. Thought you could slow me down, did you?” Halariya’s long strides brought her to the door within seconds. One swift kick and the padlocked door flew off the hinges and landed on the grass outside the building. The sunlight made her eyes ache as she stepped out into the world, cursing the big ball of fire in the sky for all it was worth. After walking down a small sidewalk and turning a corner, Halariya found herself walking along a busy street. Things had changed so very much since she had been in the Outlands. Of course she had heard stories of modern technology, cars, television. In fact hell had more than its share of television and radio personalities. Halariya stood looking at all the hustling people moving about around her, hurried like cattle to a slaughter. She couldn’t feel sorry for them. In the end the inconsiderate bastards bring everything on themselves. “Excuse me, miss. Are you going to buy something or just stand there blocking my business?” the street peddler behind her asked rudely. Harlariya spun around and leaned forward across his table to stare at him. The young black man seemed to turn a few shades pale when looking into her cold black eyes. “Bitch! Something’s wrong with yo’ ass. Get the hell away from me!” He scampered backwards. The demoness simply grabbed a pair of dark sunglasses out of the little stock pile that covered the table and put them on. Before leaving, Halariya tipped them down on her nose to intimidate the frightened man further. “See you soon, bitch.” The redhead mocked threateningly with a wide smile before turning on her heel to walk off. She could hear his orchestration of footsteps echoing away from her direction and the people objecting as he clumsily bumped into one after another. Halariya meandered along the city streets. All the while her sights were set on a target, but not just any target. There had to be something she could do that had not been done before. Something that would secure her name in hell for eternities to come. Person after person passed, but she could feel corruption seeping from their very pores. With each passing they seemed to get worse. Something had to be done, because it was now more than obvious that in the next century, hell was going to be a very full place. Halariya snarled a bit as she watched a little balding man topping hotdogs and handing them to the hungry people on their lunch breaks. It was then that a vision of greatness slapped her square in the face. An enormous Catholic Church looming over the small, bent over man like God himself. It was larger than life right in front of her. Glancing over at the sign on the door, she could see there was no service going on at the moment. Halariya strolled up the steps and walked right through the carved wooden doors. The place was beautiful, that she couldn’t deny. It was a hell of a lot fancier than what she was accustomed to these days. From each corner a marble figure of an apostle watched the intruder with colorless, accusing eyes. Crosses with and without Jesus adorning them hung in scatter places. The same icons judged the demon from high above trapped in stained glass. The quiet in the church was a vexing contrast to the screaming and cursing of hell. Or the screaming and cursing from the world just outside the wooden doors for that matter. There were footsteps sounding faintly from a corridor leading out toward the pews. Halariya dashed behind a large arrangement of lavender and white flowers. Parting a few of the flowers with her fingers, she watched as a young priest walked up to the altar and picked up a bible. He stopped momentarily, as if he sensed someone in the church. Shrugging one shoulder lightly, he dismissed the feeling and began to walk away. Halariya arched one slender brow as she watched the young servant of God. Even under the white collar and black clothing, his physical beauty stunned her. He reminded her a lot of the Master himself. Tall, lean physique the jet-black hair that was slicked back due to needing a haircut. The only difference between the two is that the priest had eyes that were blue with all of heaven’s promises, as opposed to the Master’s two coal-black orbs. Narrowing her eyes, she watched as he opened the door and disappeared down a flight of steps. Halariya’s mission had found a mark. Sure that the coast was clear, Halariya darted out from her hiding place. She rushed up the door and touched the knob. The priest’s scent clung to the air like a warm summer breeze. The demoness could smell his innocence stronger than the burning flesh and brimstone that she had known only hours before. Opening the door slowing, she glanced down the flight of stairs. Not seeing him anywhere in the immediate vicinity, she descended the staircase quietly. Sniffing the air, Halariya caught his scent once more and began to follow. Through a half-opened door she could see him sitting in a chair reading his bible studiously. Smiling evilly, Halariya gathered a plan to get his attention in her head. She would play upon his good soul to get what she wanted. His saintly ways would be his downfall. “Help! Someone help me!” the woman’s voice called out pleadingly. Father Byron bolted out of his chair as the calls for help startled him. Placing his bible down on the mantle he rushed out of the door and looked around frantically for the woman whose voice had called out. “Hello? Where are you? Are you hurt, miss?” He yelled back in return. When she answered, he could follow the sound of her voice. “I’m down here . . . I’m at the bottom of the stairs. I fell . . . I think I’ve broken something. Please help me!” The woman’s pain filled voice urged. The priest rushed down the hallway until he could see the fallen figure of a red-haired woman in a business suit lying flat on her back, one knee curled up to her chest while she massaged her ankle. A pair of broken sunglasses lay beside her. A tear ran down her cheek from her tightly closed eyes. “Please . . . it hurts.” She whimpered. “Why did you come down here, ma’am? You could have rang the bell upstairs or sat patiently. I’m sure one of the other fathers would have come through. This area is supposed to be restricted to the public.” She couldn’t believe it. Playing the damsel in distress and being lectured by a fucking priest. All in a day’s work. “I’m sorry. I saw you go down the stairs and I tried to catch you before you shut the door, I guess you didn’t hear me calling you.” Halariya felt a twinge of relief as the lie flowed off of her wicked tongue effortlessly. “Well, I suppose we’ll worry about all of that later. Let’s get you somewhere so you can sit down and prop your leg until I can find someone to come and help us. Do you think you’ll need a paramedic?” Father Byron asked thoughtfully, his flawless dark blue eyes flashing with concern. “I’m not sure. Maybe I should try to walk on it.” Oh yeah, she was laying it on thick. “Here, let me have your arm, miss.” The priest wrapped her slender arm around his neck and assisted her to her feet. “Owwww!” Halariya howled convincingly with pain. “I need to sit down.” “Well, just walk with me a few more steps over here and I’ll find you a chair, okay?” He assured her. The unsuspecting young man staggered with the tall redhead a few more steps until they reached a table. “Here, lean against this and I will find you a chair.” “No, that’s okay father. I think I’ll be all right now.” She smiled at him and put her weight on the injured foot. “I’ve never felt better, but you . . . ” Halariya flipped a finger coyly under his chin “ . . . you are about to become a different story.” The woman looked him directly in the eyes for the first time. “Excuse me?” He blinked twice as though he had not heard her correctly. Father Byron’s eyes then met Halariya’s and the grown man let out a shrill yelp of terror. “Oh come on, I’m not that bad, Father.” She smiled wickedly as he turned to run. “Don’t make me chase you. Wasting time is not in my agenda.” Father Byron was only allowed to take a few steps before the demoness raised one hand and pointed at him. The man froze in mid stride instantly. “Being a servant of God constitutes being deaf to the wants and wishes of those around you, I suppose.” Halariya neared him slowly, the sound of her heels clicking with each confident step. She stopped only inches from him. The priest’s eyes shifted from side to side rapidly, though he could not speak. The look of horror on his face was enough. Halariya leaned forward with her nose only inches from his own just for added effect. Waving her hand in front of him, the man began to walk toward the table, though not of his own accord. Father Byron’s voice was muffled and caught by the prison of his own tightly closed lips as he tried to speak. “Now what?” She growled at him as he came to a halt next to the table that he had helped her to earlier. Suddenly the priest could speak. “God will reprimand you for all the evil you do and send you back to hell where you belong. Scarlet whore . . . ” he babbled something more about the three headed serpent before Halariya yawned mockingly and waved her hand once more to silence him. “Don’t you people ever get tired of all that nonsense?” The demoness placed a hand on her hip. “You realize your book is nothing more than a historical document that over the years was passed down from hand to hand and corrupted with old legends and prophecy. Not to mention all the mental cases that were named Saints just because they heard voices and saw things before the discovery of Lithium.” She raised a brow curtly. The priest’s face turned red with anger as he tried to speak, but to no avail. Halariya meandered slowly over to the priest and stopped directly in front of his rigid body. The fact that he was completely and utterly helpless began to excite her. The man was considered to ultimate forbidden fruit for her kind. The woman could smell innocence flowing from him like the sweet scent of ripe fruit. He had obviously devoted his life to God very early on. “You have never touched a woman, have you father?” Halariya slid one of her long legs up against his suggestively. The look of outrage the young man shot her way was all the answer she needed. Halariya pushed the handsome priest backward onto the table. She forced his hands up above his head, one over the other where they remained held fast by some invisible force. The demoness purred in a most content manner while with her sharp nails, she began shredding the priest’s clothing. Tears ran down the innocent man’s cheeks as he now lay on the table with only fragments of shredded clothing hanging to his lithe body. The face and natural boyish beauty of his form reminded her of a Greek sculpture. “Don’t cry, Father. I am about to take you closer to heaven than you’ve ever known.” With that she pressed her lips against his, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Halariya then stood up on the table, standing directly over the priest so that he could get a good glimpse of what was hidden beneath her little skirt. Smiling down at him, she rubbed her hand up her thigh and moved her panties aside with her finger. Father Byron tried to turn his head, but the hell maiden’s powers kept him right where she wanted him, which for the moment was looking at the first woman’s crotch he had ever lain eyes on. He began to feel a shameful stirring in his loins and took a couple of deep breaths. Halariya just giggled at his attempts to calm himself and slipped the panties off. Enticing him, she sat on his chest and leaned back. Looking down, only inches away he could see the moisture glistening off of the wonder that, until this day, he had deprived himself. Still the priest tried to clear his mind and fight the urges and temptation that the demoness was presenting to him forcefully. Halariya looked at the handsome priest and snarled with disgust. He was still, for the most part, flaccid. Maybe this was going to be a little harder than she thought. The woman simply hated effort, and time was ticking away. Halariya reached down, wrapping her hand around his limp member. An unnatural heat emitted through her hand as she touched him. After the first passing of her hand, the massive erection was undeniable. By the forth stroke his back arched up off of the table and his muffled cries echoed throughout the basement of the church as his seed gushed from the enormous tip of his jerking manhood and soaked his stomach and the dark patch of hair around it. “You’ve been holding back for a while haven’t you?” She smiled. “Such a good little priest that you didn’t even touch it in secret after your mind was made up to devote your life to him. Tisk, tisk.” Halariya loved the way his face turned red when he was angry. Such passion and fire this man had, only to waste it on the Clergy. “What a shame. You are delicious. I would make such a pet out of you.” The redhead pressed another kiss against his lips as he looked up at her with utter contempt and helplessness. “Lover, don’t looks so relieved yet. I’m not finished with you by any means.” She winked at him. Her warmed hand found him again, as he whimpered with protest. This time Halariya only touched him maybe twice, only enough for him to become erect once more. The demoness straddled him and placed the head of his massive erection close to her slippery opening. The Harvest This was the time of the month everyone waited for. It was the time of the cat. Not black cats or orange cats or white cats, but yellow cats. Not everyone could get a cat. Many had tried for years to attract the attention of just one and failed. Because the yellow cats were a dying race, few came to the surface anymore for capture. But, on this day, the 12th day of June, they still surfaced, though few in number. If they found a match they'd capture, and dive deep again, if they didn't they just disappeared. No one knew what happened to those that did not find matches. Justin hoped he'd be chosen this year. He'd been searching 5 years for a match and so far nothing. Every year he and his dad would come out on the 12th of June, earlier each year, and search the waters for cats. They were so tiny, and furry. They had big round eyes the same color as their fur, four fins and a long, long tail. It was difficult to find them. It was believed that you had to stir them up, to get them to surface. Even then they might ignore you for someone else. You just had to be in the right location at the right time. Justin never seemed to be. Father and son always took turns with the poles stirring the water around them along side the boat in hopes of attracting the attention any yellow cats that might be lying just under the surface. After they stirred the water a few times they waited to see if a connection would be established. Most of the time cats surfaced, but no connection was made. Sometimes it took all day for a perspective youth to be chosen, other times it happened in moments. There was no limited number of choices or a time limit. This was Justin's last year to be a contestant for a yellow cat. So he and his father knew they had to make this last one count. They'd started working on this plan in June. They realized this would be the only time they'd get a chance to try it out. If it failed then Justin, like his father, would marry and have kids, hoping to have boys. Yellow cats were only attracted to boys. Black, orange or white cats were attracted to girls. Black, orange or white cats presented themselves in the months of October, September and March. The waters on the 12th of each month changed colors to accommodate the cats for that month. It was a shame really that few females were released to the waters then. There was an extreme shortage of females. Few could be spared for capture. Most were held back for breeding. Justin stirred the water around him with his pole and watched for any yellow cats to surface. It was 5 a.m. in the morning, the earliest they'd ever arrived for the capture. The break of dawn was approaching fast and so far few of the yellow cats had appeared, none were attracted to him, but it was early yet and many more would appear as soon as the clear water turned golden. The clear water surrounding the boat slowly began to change colors. The dominant color would soon be golden. The higher the sun rose in the sky, the deeper in color the water became, until it looked like the sun itself. Justin sighed. How he wished he could just dive into the waters and be with all the new golden cats that were venturing into the area. But he knew better than to even try that. If any part of your body had contact with the water when it was alive with cats you died. He'd watched it happen in the past and knew that the death was quick but it was also nasty. He shivered as the image of the last victim raced across his memory. It had to be painful to burst into flames while still alive. Something stirred in the water to Justin's left and he stopped stirring and stood ridged, ready to be captured. It didn't happen, the water settled down and he remained alone. This time his father stirred the waves at the other end of the boat shifting back and forth, back and forth...nothing happened. It was time to move on. They had all day to search each location and make adjustments to the plan. They'd decided to move every ten minutes, taking turns with the pole at each stop. What if he didn't get chosen? A sinking feeling overwhelmed him. He'd become like his father, a breeder. There wasn't anything wrong with being a breeder. But he didn't feel like it was his destiny. All he could do was hope. Something stirred a bit further away, about twenty-five feet from the boat. It was along the left side. He didn't move. Instead he began praying that this time he'd be chosen. The movement stopped and he was left holding the pole with a saddened heart. All day long he and his father moved along the lake stirring different spots over and over again. He was sure they'd visited every place in the lake at least 4 times. Now the sun was beginning to disappear from the sky. Everyone else had already gone home disappointed. The golden cats had not chosen anyone from the individuals who were present that day. In all the history books, that Justin had ever read, at least one individual was chosen. He couldn't remember what would happen if one was not. It meant something, he just couldn't remember what. "Dad," he whispered in a frightened voice, "What will happen now?" Was it the end of the world He wondered? Slowly their boat neared the shoreline; both men gazed at the golden moon in silence. Gently the boat tapped the dock and both men climbed onto the deck. Justin felt his entire life flash before him and he considered the idea of diving into the water ending it all now. "I'm not sure son, this has never happened," answered his father. He glanced upward toward the moon and gasped. "Something's wrong," he said and pointed toward the moon. Justin followed the line of his father's finger and gazed at it as well. The moon had changed color, it was sapphire! "Charles," a shaking voice came to them from the end of the dock. "It's the sapphire moon!" "I realize that Harry," Justin's father answered, "It's 'Harvest Time.' Harvest time, the words echoed in Justin's mind. Harvest time meant that all the cats would swim the waters. It meant that many would be chosen; called from their sleeping beds to the waters. They had no other choice, but to follow the command. The cats were harvesting. Justin gazed into the waters hoping he'd be one of those. Already the water was changing colors. White, orange and black spots pop into sight. No male colors appeared. This would be Justin's last chance. He gazed at his father who looked back with pity in his eyes. It might not happen, he seemed to be saying, look at all the female colors. Already noise could be heard coming from the village. It had begun... Villagers came by the dozens splashing into the water and disappearing from sight. No one caught on fire and all who splashed into the waves were women, no males had been called. Justin's father sat beside him on the docks, watching. Both realized that he was feeling as if all his work had been worthless. Now he had to start over and form new breeding teams. Now he might have to breed, instead of making assignments and correcting check lists. With so many less females he had to keep those he had left with child in good health and breed them quickly, there would be no resting, and no off season this year. Love would be an empty word. His was a thankless job, and he knew it. He'd always known it. Justin sighed in disappointment and looked down at the water. It was deep blue in color all around him. It reminded him of the sapphire moon. The month for sapphire was December, but sapphire captures stopped happening. Back in the olden days, the days when my father had been young the sapphire cats had stopped coming. The golden seemed to be doing exactly the same in Justin's day. They dwindled in numbers, made few captures and soon would disappear or so the population thought. All were saddened. No one went to the lake in December anymore. Still the waters were blue, but empty. Sapphire seemed to be a male retired color. Suddenly, Justin felt something tugging at him, pulling him toward the water, promising him that they were one... one being, one feeling, two souls that would become one, were one... "I've been chosen!" Justin wanted to scream. He was going to be a sapphire cat, the rarest of the line. They were the ones who knew Godly things and were wise beyond their years. Justin was excited. "Come to me a voice seemed to call. "We've many things to do." Justin stood and stepped off the edge of the dock. Justin's father watched and a huge smile spread across his face. He realized what was happening. He'd have a tale or two to brag about in the next breeding cycle. He was pleased, at the honor. One of his had been chosen. He puffed up, all proud, and watched the water as his son slipped beneath the waves. Justin jumped into the water waiting for the sapphire cat to find him. He wasn't sure what would happen, but he knew it'd be wonderful. Being chosen was always wonderful. It wasn't long before he felt the furry body make the connection to his body along the back of his left arm. A question formed in his mind. It was one he'd never given thought to in the past. It wasn't his question, but it felt like his question. "Where have you been?" The questioned felt like another voice in his head. "I've been waiting for you... forever." That's when Justin realized that this connection had been his fathers, but he'd missed it when they stopped coming in December. Now Justin knew what happened to cats that didn't make their catch. They were the same as Justin and his father. They came every season and waited and waited. Because, Justin's dad had missed his cat fewer and fewer cats had been born. The remaining few could only appear at Harvest Time in hopes of rebuilding their numbers. Justin swam toward the light at the bottom of the lake. A feeling of joy overpowered him. He'd been searching to become a golden cat and all this time he'd been intended to become a sapphire... The Harvest The wind howled as thunder rolled in the distance. Lighting flashed across the dark night sky. The storm was rolling in as she walked down the sidewalk. The wind blew around her young body as she listened to her headphones. She turned a corner and walked down they empty lots where the new houses were planned to be built. She didn't notice it in the sky as it flew towards the lot. Then it hit and she was thrown off her feet and into the road. Kandy laid dazed for a moment and realized she was laying in the street. She stood up and wiped off her skin tight jeans and tight pink top that clung to her eighteen year old breasts. She walked over to the side walk and into the lot. Her eyes widened at the sight of it. It was a good meteorite and had a good size crater it created. She looked as it glowed a strange green and smoke slowly entered the air around it. Kandy pulled out her cell phone and began snapping pictures of it. She went to use it, but she had no service bars. She watched it and saw it move a little. Kandy slid the cell back into her pocket as she got a little closer and looked with squinting eyes. Then it made a loud crack and opened a little. Kandy stood watching as it split and the green glow faded to black. She wasn't aware of the danger that had landed at her feet. It scanned her young body for her entrance and found it between her legs. It was about to take her down. Then two small tentacles shot out and up her pant legs. She felt them wrap around her nice legs and the felt them prod her white panties. She let out a startled scream as the thin white fabric gave way and they were able to get into her. Her eyes widened as they began to have their way with her. Kandy fell to her knees as they raped her tight young pussy. She felt herself turn on as they rammed deeper into her and she began to squeal and moan. More tentacles shot out and tore her top and bra off. Her nice tits fell out as they enwrapped her firm tits and squeezed them and teased her hard nipples. With the new sensations she felt her orgasm hit and he felt her sticky, warm cum flow. It began to suck her cum dry as she kept it flowing with the aliens rape. Kandy was his new girl for the moment and he was taking complete advantage of her. The alien used the cum for food and they needed it to survive. Kandy was just the first victim, he planned on more. He needed it for the others on his planet. They had stopped taking women up to their ship and decided to come and steal it from the ones on Earth. As the rape continued, her body weakened as he drank her cum. He kept going and going as she kept flowing heavy. He tore her tight jeans and panties off showing her nice body. She fainted as he gave her another large orgasm. She fell to the side unconscious. He pulled her down to the meteorite and finished sucking her cum. He retracted his tentacles and stood up over the sexy nude body. He smiled and turned invisible. He walked out of the crater and into the suburban area. He headed towards a house on the corner and saw her by the pool. He eyed her nice body and watched her jump in and swim for a few. He decided to join her and she never noticed the water moving behind her. She swam to the side and turned as he pinned her to it and held her against it. Stacy struggled as he enwrapped her legs and forced them open. She looked down and felt him rubbing his tentacle against her bikini bottoms. She was twenty two, blonde and sexy as hell. He used a tentacle and removed her top and then they wrapped her nice tits and squeezed them as she fought. Then the tentacle tore her thong off and shoved up into her tight, blonde haired pussy. Stacey's eyes widened as he began fucking her! She was getting it rougher than normal as her body betrayed her mind and she felt her orgasm hit. She looked up as he sucked her cum and kept up on his thrusts. Stacey was now his as her body took the rape. He decided it was time to get her harder. He forced another tentacle deep into her pussy as she let out a squeal. They worked together and pounded her tight pussy as he drank her cum. Stacey was getting off over and over as he squeezed her firm tits. He was loving her blonde pussy. She then felt one slip up her ass as she let out a scream and struggled against the tentacle. She was getting fucked and humiliated by the invisible alien. Stacey fainted and he finished her sexy body. He tossed her into a lounge chair and left her unconscious and nude. He left for more victims. Back at the crater, a few black government trucks flew up and secured the area. The two main agents got out and walked to the crater and saw Kandy's nude body. They had her taken to their lab for examining. Agents Misty and Cassie was the two sexiest agents around and the toughest when it came to aliens. "We got cum suckers." Cassie said taking a sample from the meteorite. "Great, fucking great. Just what we need, a horny ass alien in search of cum, in a town full of women. You two load it up and take it to the lab. Get the cleaning crew in here fast and fill this hole. Cassie, lets go to the police station." Misty said as they walked away and left the crew to finish the work. As they cleaned up the site, the alien headed down to another house and scanned it. He didn't find any woman worth harvesting for a block then found one all alone and from his scan, she was hot. He went inside for her. He walked around and found her in her bedroom. She was in a tight, low cut, backless, strapless, leather dress that showed every inch of her sexy thirty two year old body. Julie was a divorced woman with blonde hair and a killer body. She zipped up her hooker boots and it added that touch she wanted. She looked in her mirror and smiled as he eyed her nice ass. He wanted her cum and had to have it. Julie walked to the dresser and put some lipstick on and smiled. He was behind her as she bent over to slip some cash inside her boot. Her dress slid up over her ass cheeks showing her pink leather thong. He reached out and grabbed her hips and prodded her thong. Julie looked back startled. Julie was lacking sex and the sensation of the prodding cock moistened her thong fast. He felt her thong drip with cum and he grinned as he made a fast thrust. The leather gave out and he was deep inside her. She closed her eyes and held her dresser as he pounded her hard and deep. He pulled her dress down and revealed her nice tits. He quickly enwrapped them and even smaller tentacles got her nipples and pulled and teased them as she moaned. She was his now and he took full advantage of her nice body. She moaned and got off as he began to suck her cum. She squealed as it felt so good to her. He kept up the pace of the teasing of her tits and the fucking of her pussy. After a while she began to grow weaken as he sucked her dry. Julie fainted as he finished sucking her dry. He smiled as he dropped her to the floor and looked at her tits. He slid his tentacle between them and into her pretty mouth and she sucked it as she swallowed his green cum. He left Julie's house and went out to her porch. It was pouring down rain outside. He looked around the other houses and saw a car pull up a few houses away. A woman got out and ran onto her porch. He followed behind her fast and liked looking at her ass. She stood in a soaked white tee shirt and tight little short shorts. She had no bra on and like the bare tits under the tee shirt. She walked in as he followed her. She locked and closed the door. Jessica was a sexy, short haired, blonde and all by herself at home. She stood dripping with water and lifted her top and revealed the nice tits. She dropped her shorts showing her purple, lace panties. She took them to the basement and put them in the washer. He locked the upstairs door and followed her down, she was trapped. He watched her take the panties off and there it was a nice trimmed beaver. He walked up and stood waiting to get her as she reached into the dryer and pulled out some clothes. She bent over to get a thong she dropped as he made his move. He used the tentacles to get her wrists and he pulled her arms behind her and wrapped them together. Small tentacles enwrapped her nice young tits and squeezed them. She struggled and wiggled as they got her ankles and pulled her legs open wide. Jessica cried for help and felt him slide the big cock into her and he began to fuck her. She screamed as he rammed her hard and deep as her skinny body jerked with the hard thrusts. She felt it coming on and looked up and screamed as the best orgasm she ever had hit. Her pussy tightened around the cock as he pounded it into her. He smiled as her cum began to flow and he started the harvest of her nineteen year old pussy. He held her hips as she grew tired fast. She fell to her knees as he pounded her even deeper. He shoved her face to the floor and had her little ass up in the air as he drained her cum and her cum. He was enjoying his job as Jessica's body twitched under him. An hour later, she fainted and he released her nice body. She was left on the floor nude and screwed as he left her house in search for more cum. Outside the rain had stopped and he looked around her neighborhood. He walked on down the road and found a bar. He decided to go check it out. The black trucks were close and investigating the recent rapes of his victims that woke up. He on the other hand was in a bar and found the bar tender alone in the office. Cricket was a twenty five year old woman with a great body. She had light brown hair and loved to get high. She walked out and into the bathroom holding a joint as he followed. She wore skin tight jeans, a tight little tank top and was about to light the joint when her pill bottle fell. He picked it up and opened it, he shoved five pills down her throat as she gagged on the unexpected entrance. It was ecstasy, and fast acting as she looked around. Her nipples hardened and popped out as he watched her get turned on. She smoked the joint and had the other hand on her crotch, rubbing it hard as he watched her jeans darken with her cum. He smiled as she moaned and took them off showing her bare pussy. She began fingering herself as the drugs sent her into a sexual bliss like she never had experienced before. Her cum began dripping from her hand as she moaned and tossed the joint down so she could feel up her firm tit. She was getting off as he watched her now nude body get violated by her own hands. He decided to take over and sent out the tentacles and got her wrists and waist. She was lifted up and he began fucking her as she moaned and squealed and he sucked her cum. She was bouncing up and down on the large cock as he watched her big tits bounce with the movements. He was loving the sight of the high woman on his cock and was draining her body dry of cum. Cricket was all about sex now and was shaking as her body got off over and over. She fainted as he kept bouncing her up and down on the large cock. He dropped the sexy bartender to the floor and left her. He walked out and found a woman in the bar looking around. She was a short, thirty five year old blonde. Brandy was looking for her friend, the bar tender he just fucked senseless in the bathroom. She went behind the bar and poured herself a few shots as he checked her out. Skin tight mini skirt, high heels and a tight strapless tube top over her big tits. She was a sexy bitch and knew it. He cornered her behind the bar as she bent over showing her nice ass and white thong. He stood behind her smiling at the sight. The he attacked her! Tentacles flew all around her and got her wrists, legs and little waist. Brandy struggled as her top was torn off showing her big tits. He wrapped a tentacle around her throat and tightened as he ripped her thong off showing her pussy. He rammed up into fast and deep making her moan. He ravaged the short girl and was making her wet as he fucked her. She closed her eyes as her pussy dripped with her cum. He began the harvest and began draining her nice body. Brandy shook as her body got off with the best orgasm she ever had. He felt her pussy lips tighten around the cock and he went deeper. She felt it enter her so far it kind of hurt, but the tentacle made her cum flow faster. She never had so much cock inside her short body. She fainted and he dropped her to the floor. He heard trucks speed up and slide to a stop. He ran to the rear exit as the agents rushed inside the bar. He smiled at the two sexy agents and ran down the alley. He escaped them, just barely. Misty and Cassie had the two women taken to the lab and the place searched and cleaned up. They knew they just missed him. Misty got her cell and called in for back up. He ran down the alley as fast as he could as he saw more trucks and a helicopter heading to the bar. He smiled and ran into a wooded area. They searched the area for hours and waited for another rape call. He had disappeared into the night for now. The Harvest This is my first stab at this so any comments would be greatly appreciated. All characters are entirely fictional and 18 or over. Please bear with the story as it does take a little while to develop. Thank you. The Harvest "Pa suspects something...I know he does..." Fergil turned at the sound of my voice... "Listen Sam...don't worry about it..." "I don't want to hurt him..." He approached me then put his arms around me... "Hey you...stop...Pa is very laid back...after all...he's doing Aunt Sally...!" As I cuddled into him we heard a tractor approach and we separated... "Yes...but we are brother and sister Fergil...what if..." "Hey...I got it all figured out...if he blows his stack...which he won't...we challenge him on Aunt Sally and his internet porn..." I smiled a little... "He's still doing that then...?" "Oh yea...!" The tractor approaching was Pa...he climbed out and came over... "Any chance of a coffee...?" I nodded and went to the kitchen...when I returned Pa looked at me and it was like he could see right through me...then... "I was just telling Fergil...I want to get the last of the bales in as it's meant to rain tonight...are you up to helping...?" I began to redden...getting angry as...although he was teasing...I was no mere girl...! "Sure...of course...!" Pa grinned which made me do so likewise... "Ok...I shall fetch them...dump them if you two can stack them...better than last year...!" He teased and began walking to the tractor then stopped and turned... "Remember...it got real hot in there last year...might be an idea to put on one of those pair of shorts your Pa doesn't like you in...!" Then continued on his way...well...Pa had put the thought there... Pa had made one journey already and we had been going great guns to keep up...Fergil bringing them in and me stacking...although it was still light out we had put one of the lights on and it cast shadows...Fergil had just left after dropping another bale and I was smiling to his last comment... "Your shadow is almost as sexy as you are...!" I heard the tractor come...then go again...one more he said...it was tiring work though but we kept at it...One stack was complete...about ten high, eight across and I had only started on the second when I swore...another hay-stick had penetrated through the opening in my shirt and as I tried to retrieve it Fergil came in... "I would just remove the shirt if I were you...!" I turned to him as I buttoned up the shirt "Yes...but Pa..." "...Is not here...and I sure won't mind...!" I smiled and when he came back in... "That's better...!" As I turned back to him again...I had on the red bra... "Wow...don't know...I've come all weak at the knees...!" I grinned and shooed him away...however...he had only just gone when a seed found its way under my breast into the lining of the bra and was driving me crazy...I was trying to get it but it was really stuck in...then I heard Fergil approach and curiosity got the better of him... "What's up sis...?" I explained the situation then... "Here...my fingers are stronger...let me try..." I nodded...not caring for it was really driving me crazy...three times the back of his fingers caressed my nipple sending me through the roof till finally...I undid it and handed the bra over... It was fatal...! He removed the seed but guzzled on my breasts and quickly...we were on the floor...naked...he had already wet my sweet spot but there was no lubricant so I licked then sucked his penis...I already had had an orgasm but now...I was lying on my back and he was kneeling by my head as I sucked his 'man' and he moaned but somehow...failed to hear the tractor or...he saw the few bales and came to investigate... My eyes had been closed...enjoying every moment...anticipating the next...Pa's voice broke us...Fergil's penis in my mouth... "Well...I cannot say I am surprised...!" We could not say anything for we had been caught red-handed...however...as we waited for him to explode...he began unbuttoning his shirt...then... "Fergil...looks like that little rosebud or...what you young ones call it...? Sweet spot...yea...looks like it needs attention down there...your task I think...!" And he grinned to us as he removed his jeans... "You're...you're not mad Pa...?" I asked...he looked down at me... "Only if I'm left out of it...!" He approached as Fergil made tracks "You are gorgeous darling but I'm sure Fergil has already told you that...!" And as he presented himself beside me...boxers gone and his penis dangling...Fergil entered me and thrust and my moaning made Pa groan as I licked and sucked him... It was a lengthy session...Pa declining mounting me and after he had come but sprayed on the wooden floor of the barn...he left us to it...and we climaxed again and again...the last time...me atop Fergil...his penis all the way in me...going as far as it could then...he let go just after I...both groaning... and still within me...Fergil said... "I thought for sure Pa would be upset finding us..." I opened my eyes and grinned to him... "Yes...but Fergil...he is...doing Aunt Sally...I think...I think...although he was surprised...wanted to see us enjoying it...!" Pa called out from the house... "I got hamburgers on...you can come in as you are if you like...!" And I grinned...enjoying the feeling of Fergil still in me but knowing...we had had a long day and would need to finish the bales once done supper. All of us finished the bales together...talking about this and that but not what had happened. Returning to the house...we had only just flopped down on the sofa and Pa on the chair when the phone rang...Aunt Sally...Pa took the phone in the other room and I suddenly clued in...I pointed downward and Fergil looked...to the throw still upon the floor...one of the dogs lying on it now... I grinned...red-faced...Fergil joined me in the same colour then...taking his hand...motioned to Pa...night... and headed up...we were half –way up the stairs when Pa came through...his hand on the mouthpiece and... "Goodnight you two...mind and get some sleep and remember...you're old man needs some sleep and shall not if he hears groans all night...!" I blew him a kiss and he made a pretence of catching it and smiled... The Harvest "Well...I'd feel safer knowing you were here...ok...I'll talk her into it...!" We made to leave... "You two...?" We turned back... "Th...thanks...!" And we both grinned... Within the hour...Pa and Aunt Sally had packed a night bag and left...both grinning as they left but Aunt Sally...calling from the pick-up...albeit in fun... "You three have a good time..!" And I caught Pa's wink...as they drove off...Jenny and I still waving...I caught Fergil's eye and gave him a nod... I sat in the den...Jenny followed me in and sat down also...Fergil went upstairs...The tv was already on...funnily enough...'Sleepless in Seattle' was on... "I like this movie...have you seen it...?" Jenny asked...I nodded...then...taking a deep breath... "Jenny...how would it go if we started your training tonight...?" I suddenly had her full attention... "Oh...alright..." But she glanced downward...I rose from my seat and crouched in front of her... "Listen...Fergil told me about the quad and that...you were not happy with him touching you...?" Jenny looked up... "Its' not that...I...I liked his arms about me but...anticipated he might...fondle..." "Oh...he picked up from your tightness that you were...freaking out...!" "Perhaps at first...I...I keep seeing my ex and his mate...wanting to see me..." I nodded and gripped her hand... "Then...all the more reason to begin...yes...?" Jenny nodded and smiled... Fergil came back down...Jenny was in the kitchen making a cup of coffee but...as he sat beside me...saw Jenny in the kitchen...gave me a kiss and I nodded...he grinned...pointed up or down and I pointed...here...in the den...Fergil placed the throw on the floor and Jenny came back through as he poured red wine into three glasses...he looked at her enquiringly... "Alright...I had some at Christmas with Mom..." With our wine we sat upon the floor...the stove was on and gave a warm glow...I turned to Jenny on my right and Fergil on my left...I smiled then... "Jenny...follow our lead alright...?" Smiling...Jenny nodded. I set my glass on the coffee table...took Jenny by the hand...Fergil took her glass and I led her upstairs leaving Fergil behind... Jenny never said a word...I stripped off my shirt and jeans...I already wore my favourite and Fergil's red bra then rummaged through two different drawers looking out two tight shirts...two short skirts...removed my panties and put a thong on then turned to Jenny... "What are you wearing...what you have or what I choose for you...?" "I...I'll wear what you choose..." I grinned...handed her the lace shirt and pink skirt...she looked at the skirt... "Its' short..." "That's the idea...!" Jenny removed the top and jeans and I scowled a little...Jenny looked up... "What...?" I went back into my panties drawer then handed her a lace bra and...a thong...Jenny looked at me horrifyingly... "I've...I can't wear that...!" "Then...you're not coming downstairs...cause me...I'm going to play tonight...!" And grinned but I made her realize...I meant it...! What probably seemed like an age but wasn't really...we came back down...I had heard the door shut when I was in the washroom and saw Fergil going to the barn with a flashlight...off to check the stock and everything else...Our hair was done and 'Impulse' on...as we went downstairs I leant in to her and whispered... "Remember...if you are not happy you must say...alright...? I certainly shall not be offended...!" She nodded and smiled...as we approached I heard the music on...soft music...good Fergil...! I suddenly thought of what Jenny might be going through...she had had a scare but she was here...looking radiant and I had said so as she looked at herself in the mirror and she gave me a hug for it...I must make sure for myself to lead in this...everything...! We entered the den and Fergil was sat where we left him...so to break the ice a little and ease Jenny I asked... "Everything alright in the barn...?" "Yup...all fine...we won't be needed out there tonight...!" I stood there in the light wearing exactly what I wore when we first made love and he knew...! I turned to Jenny who was standing behind me...I clasped her hand and led her forward into the glow of the light and she did not resist...I winked at Fergil... "Wow...you two look amazing...are you going to curtsy or twirl for me...?" I smiled to Jenny and as I turned...she turned with me... "Wahoo...you are both gorgeous...you are going to tire me out...!" It was exactly the kind of remark I was hoping for...Jenny giggled and I did too... "Do you really like it...?" Jenny asked... "Em...yea...! What's not to like...? Legs...gorgeous figures...sexy girls..." "Alright...alright...we get the point...!" I joked and led her in to sit down...as we had before...either side of him...Jenny was unsure how to sit and watched me as I sat a little on my side resting on my legs but showing a little of my ass. Jenny copied me... We talked a little...about the farm...Jenny's last holidays but when our glasses were topped up...I nodded...the briefest of nods to Fergil...he leaned forward to me...using eye contact and kissed me...fully on the lips...our tongues met and we explored a little...as we did...his hand stroked my back making me fill a little then...he retracted...I glanced...but Jenny seemed to know...Fergil came forward...she shut her eyes as he kissed her...when they released she smiled and I whispered... "Alright...?" And she nodded...we sipped more wine then sat our glasses down...Fergil proffered me a hand and the other to Jenny and we stood together...I joined my other hand with Jenny's and as I did, gripped it a little...we swayed to the music then I let my hand go of Jenny and Fergil let go of her too...I turned to Jenny and... "Watch alright...?" And she nodded then he swayed with me...I unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall...all the while Fergil's hands were on my shoulders...then my back...then my ass and lastly...under the skirt...my breasts swelled but...I resisted... I nodded to Jenny that she was on and Fergil took her hands in his then drew her close so they were touching then let one hand go...caressed her shoulders...back and onto her ass...She was red faced at this point and her eyes closed but when his hand touched her bare skin on her cute ass...she moaned. As they turned...he caught my eye...Jenny's eyes still shut...like she was in a dream...I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off then nodded to him...he began unbuttoning her shirt and she flinched...opened her eyes...saw my shirt gone and allowed him to... Fergil kissed the back of Jenny's hand and let her go and she continued to sway...but it was obvious...he was attracted to Jenny...when I took him in my arms I gave him a bit of a glare but he grinned and I kissed him passionately. Again...we swayed to the music...I undid his jeans...pulled the zipper down...deliberately showing him my ass as I took them off for him...I gazed at Jenny and she was still swaying to the music but watching us...I cuddled into him and he again caressed me...then...as he turned me I let go and he grabbed Jenny's hand and she felt his skin on hers...she must be getting close to orgasm by now and must be feeling his bulge...He unclasped her skirt and let it fall and as she saw me...mine was off too... We sat at this point and finished our wine but...I was so horny...so turned on...I again winked to Fergil and we stood and swayed the more...he leant in toward me and kissed me again and I responded...he unclasped my bra and I felt it being pulled away and my naked breasts were against his manly chest...I was so on fire...I wanted to scream...! I could feel myself becoming wet and I knew...he was really enjoying this... We released and I whispered to Jenny who was standing swaying slightly... "Alright to go on...?" She nodded and smiled...I in turn nodded to Fergil and he leant in toward her and kissed her...her eyes shut again...the kiss was prolonged and deep and she was responding to it but...I helped Fergil and unclasped Jenny's bra and helped remove it...when they released...her breasts were firm...her nipples hard and I could see...the white panties had a wet mark where it should be and she was scarlet...Fergil looked upon us as we faced him... "Double wow...double breasts....double rowr...!" And we grinned at him... Now...we changed position...I laid upon my back with my knees up and Jenny looked at me quizzically... "You don't have to go any further if you wish not to...just watch if you want..." I said to her and she nodded...Fergil laid down beside me...Jenny crouching on her knees watching...and Fergil caressed me...kissed me first...nibbled my breasts then nipples and I moaned...arching my back...I was on fire...! Fergil moved down...sitting now but still caressing. He tapped my arm and coughed slightly. I opened my eyes and turned a little to see Jenny...laying on her back...I encouraged Fergil to be quicker and he responded...pulled down my panties and off...I parted my legs for him and he licked around my vulva and into my sweet spot...I was already close and came to orgasm moaning loudly... I winked to him and he turned on his side...I sat directly beside Jenny for it was like...again she was dreaming...his first touch upon her she stirred but I clasped her hand and she squeezed it and I held her hand throughout...Fergil caressed then kissed and licked her breasts...she moaned like her Mom...loud but that was alright...and then he nibbled her nipples...she arched considerably and taking this cue and me nodding to him...he pulled her panties down...I'm convinced though...if I had not been holding her hand she would have screamed... He gently parted her legs and I stroked one of her nipples but when he licked around her vulva...she tensed up and he stopped immediately...she opened her eyes and... "No...Its' alright...please Fergil...?" I nodded to him and he continued from where he left off...it took a little longer but...she had an orgasm alright and I'm sure the whole county knew about it...! Jenny opened her eyes and sat up a little to join me...grinning from ear to ear and although she was red-faced... "You two...have been very special...thank you...!" I clasped her hand in mine...Fergil went up to the washroom but likely...he would not be long as he was horny... "There's more...watch if you like...alright...take it all in this time around...we have all night..." She looked at me quizzically then nodded. Fergil came back downstairs...our glasses were finished...he finished his wine then came to me...standing in front...I did not hesitate but pulled his boxers down and off...he was becoming large again for he had to relieve pressure with a pee however...we both saw Jenny's reaction...it was obvious...other than seeing films...she had not seen a penis this close...I grabbed it...stroked it till it got bigger then began to lick then pushed the skin till his 'bulb' came out then sucked on it...I felt Jenny come closer to me and I took the initiative...with my free hand I guided her hand to his penis...my saliva had wet it and it glistened...as I stroked it she looked at me and I nodded in reassurance...then she leant forward...licked then sucked...she was becoming that involved...I feared he might let go in her mouth... Jenny stopped...took a breath and I guided him over to me...I lay back and after a little more fondling...he entered me...pushing slowly...Jenny sitting beside us...I stroked on of her breasts and she came a little closer and Fergil nibbled on her left nipple then her right and she moaned...I moaned and Fergil groaned...then let go just as I came to orgasm...it was just as well he had gone to the washroom for he filled me...! Fergil was still in me and I grinned to him...Jenny was again red-faced then... "Jenny...alright...?" She looked directly at me and... "I...can Fergil come in...but not let go...?" Fergil winked at me and I smiled and "Of course...whatever..." Fergil came out of me but I immediately sat up and sucked him...encouraging Jenny to do the same... It was not long and he became hard...I turned to her... "Jenny...lie back as I did..." And she did but as I clasped his hand in mine and Jenny's in the other... "Fergil...she'll be tight...careful..." He nodded but Jenny's moaning as he prodded a little at her vulva...stirred him...he eased in and her grip on my hand was like a vice... "No...!" She screamed...and Fergil instantly stopped. Jenny shook her head...then... "Please...I want to feel it...but slowly..." I nodded to him and he entered again...passing her sweet spot...she moaned so loud it was making me horny again...with his and her rhythm...I figured he'd be close...he came out and was only just out and sprayed her tummy and chest... "Oh...!" She giggled and we giggled with her... Fergil went to the washroom again and I led her to mine...she relieved herself first as I waited... "Are you...alright then...?" "Yes...I wasn't sure to begin with but..." And taking my hand... "I don't know how I can ever thank you and Fergil...really..." I looked at her...smiled and "Jenny...you already have...!" She looked at me quizzically...then burst into a fit of the giggles.