0 comments/ 34540 views/ 14 favorites The Coming By: homealone_447 There are two ways to conquer a large powerful enemy. One is from without, using overwhelming warriors and weapons. The other is from within, by creating division through temptation, seduction, and corruption; exploiting their basest desires. That is the mission of a lone alien invader, and this is where it begins. The strange rock moved across the cold, empty space at incredible speed. It will soon reach its destination with amazing precision. In the middle of the day, the shapeless rock entered Earth's atmosphere and turned into a big ball of fire that remained almost unseen within the clear sky until it splashed in a small lake, not far from the typical American town of Lakewood. A few minutes later, a big amoeba-like creature dragged itself silently out of the water. Its fat, rounded body reflected everything around it and this perfect camouflage made it almost invisible as it extended and appendage an "looked" around. The organism quickly identified the different life forms that spread across this peaceful planet. The grass, the trees, a small squirrel that hid scared behind a rock. Then it saw a structure that indicated some sort of intelligence and started moving very slowly towards it. It was Sara's house. **** At that same moment, in Lakewood College. The English teacher, Sara White, intently eyed one of her students, waiting for the perfect opportunity to talk to her. When Natalie and two teammates climbed out of the pool, Sara made her move. "Natalie, can I talk to you a moment?" Natalie stood up, water dripping from her luscious firm body, and responded, a little surprised from the unexpected encounter, "Sure, Miss White. What's up?" "Let's talk in the locker room," Sara said, leading Natalie into the girls' locker area. They were alone. "I just finished grading your English exam and you didn't do well at all," Sara said. "What?! No! I can't fail English! They'll kick me off the swim team!" Natalie responded with concern. "Well I may be able to help you, but...," Sara thought about her next words carefully. She knew she was taking a big chance here with the risk of losing her job or worse. "Yes, please, Ms. White! You have to help me! What can I do to make this right?" Natalie interrupted with anxiousness. "Well...," Sara looked at Natalie's eyes and hesitantly leaned forward. Natalie didn't know what was happening for a second but she quickly realized her teacher was making a move on her; wanted to kiss her! The sexy student's mind was racing; she thought about her failed English test, her swimming team. Maybe she should play along; she might even enjoy it. Miss White was very beautiful, with an athletic body. Natalie held her breath and closed her eyes. She felt her teacher's soft full lips on hers. When Natalie felt Sara's arm move around her waist, she decided this was wrong. It was an awful thing to do. Natalie pushed Sara away and stepped back. "No... What are you doing?!" Natalie balked, "You can't do that! You should be ashamed of yourself!" Then she turned around and ran away. Sara just stood there, heart beating out of her chest, hands trembling uncontrollably. "What have I done? I must be crazy to do something like this..." She covered her face with her hands and started crying. *** Joey Andrews was sitting on the school steps waiting for his mother to pick him up. He was angry because his car had broken down and he didn't have enough money to fix it. A couple of his classmates walked by. Even that they were all eighteen, they still bullied Joey like they have been doing since high school. One of them said, "Hey look, Andrews is still here." "I'm waiting for my ride," said Joey. "My car broke down." "He's waiting for his mommy to pick up her baby!" "Shut up!" snarled Joey. "Hey, I've seen his MILF! She can pick me up anytime!" "Fuck you, assholes!" Joey said a little embarrassed. As the guys walked away snickering, Joey saw Natalie walking in a hurry towards him. She looked very upset, with tears in her eyes. She was his dream girl, but had never had the nerve to talk to her. "Hey, Natalie, you okay?" Joey asked almost without thinking. "None of your business! Just leave me alone!" Natalie responded harshly and walked on. Joey felt crushed as Natalie ran to the parking lot. Girls like Natalie would never talk to him. Joey's beautiful but reserved mother Monica showed up, apologizing for being late. "Sorry I'm so late, honey. My spinning class started later than usual." Monica immediately noticed that Joey was upset. "Are you mad at me?" "No, I'm not mad. It's just - this girl, Natalie. She blew me off." "Oh, don't worry about it, honey. I'm sure that she will soon realize what a great catch you are and come around," Monica said. "You got that right," Joey answered with a weak smile, not really believing it. On the Euclid College football field, Joey's older sister, Ellen, was practicing with her cheer-leading squad. When she saw her mother and brother approach, Ellen said goodbye to her friends and walked towards the car. "Hi, what's with the long face, nerd?" Ellen asked her brother playfully. "Leave him alone," her mother said, "he just had a bad day. Some silly girl insulted him." "Aww, sorry, Joey," Ellen said sincerely, then brushed his cheek, "It's her loss. If you weren't my brother, I'd eat you alive." "Ellen! Don't say that," Monica reprehended her daughter. **** That night, at Sara's house. Sara was lying on her bed, still upset and worried about her incident with Natalie. How could I be such a fool! But she's so pretty and irresistible! And I want her so bad! After a while of turning back and forth, the tiredness got the better of her and she fall asleep. The creature entered the house through a window and once inside, it quickly detected Sara's presence. Its skin turned green, its natural color, since the camouflage was no longer needed. The monster approached Sara's bed silently. It expanded and contracted its spongy body, leaving a trail of semi-transparent goo. It took the amorphous creature much time and effort to climb on the bed but once it got there, the rest was easy. The extended appendage moved over the woman's body without touching her, analyzing her morphology. The subtle electrical emissions coming from Sara's brain indicated that her head was one of the targets. Four smaller tentacles protruded from the end of the appendage forming some sort of claw. At the same time, another pinkish tentacle emerged from the opposite end of the creature's main body. It was long, thick and slippery. This new tentacle would serve an important role in the acquiring process. The first tube curved around Sara's head, opening the four tentacles and closing them around her skull without waking her. The creature got in synch with the millions of electrical signals that traveled across the woman's brain and it immediately learned everything about her body. The pinkish tentacle shifted to the right and slid between Sara's legs. When it was close to her pussy, it gave the gentlest caress to the woman's clitoris. Sara moaned softly and an image of Natalie popped in her mind... The lively teen was sitting in her classroom, wearing and skimpy skirt that revealed her perfect legs almost completely. Then she was getting out of the pool, drying her soft skin sexily with her pink towel. Sara's expression changed to show anxiousness. Meanwhile, the monster was registering everything, Sara's desires and fears, future hopes and past disappointments. Sara tried to shift to her side but she couldn't. Her head was caught in something. Something was not right. She opened her eyes. Within the dim light that filtered through the window, Sara turned her eyes and saw in terror a strange, breathing bulk lying next to her on the bed. She screamed! At that instant, the lubricated appendage that lingered between Sara's legs shot forward, forcefully penetrating the woman's body. Sara closed her legs tightly but the fat tentacle had already reached the bottom of her pussy. Sara couldn't understand what was happening. At first she thought it was a nightmare but it was too real and terrifying. Maybe her mind was unconsciously punishing her for being so mean and forthcoming to Natalie. But it couldn't be. She was awake and that thing was right there on the bed with her. The rubbery limb began to pulsate within her vaginal cavity and the rhythmic waves traveled across Sara's body, reaching into her brain. The invader began to separate fear from pleasure within her mind, suppressing the first and augmenting the latter. After a few traumatic seconds of dreadful panic, a strange sensation of tranquility spread through her body. It was like a lullaby song that resounded directly into her head. She was telling herself to relax but it wasn't her voice speaking. It sounded different, ethereal, alien. Suddenly, she became very aware of the rubbery appendage pulsating in her pussy. It felt good. It felt better than good. Her hips began to gyrate slowly while her hands wrap the bed sheets tightly. The voice echoed in her head again, "She will be yours..." and at the same time, an image of Natalie appeared in her mind. Sara opened her eyes wider, trying to have a better view of the woman she loved. Natalie came out the pool and walked straight to Sara, kissing her and wrapping her arms around her. Then Natalie was sitting on Sara's bed saying "...take me..." as she lay backwards on the pillows. "Serve me and she will be yours," the voice was strong and confident. The tentacle was now moving back and forth in Sara's pussy, increasing her excitement and easing the creature's way within her mind. Sara moaned loud. She was staring up to the ceiling but her eyes were focused on the inner image of Natalie that became more vivid by the second. She had to have her. There was no other way. He would help her if she served him. "I'll serve you..." Sara whispered. "Obey me and she will be yours..." The voice was louder and the tentacle fucked her faster. Sara was breathing hard and deep. Her whole body was now undulating up and down, following the tentacle's lead. She was so excited. She sensed her orgasm building fast... she couldn't hold back anymore... "I'll obey you!" Sara said as she arched her back violently before collapsing to the bed shaking and contorting from the blissful spasms of climax. Her state of bliss lasted longer than she could endure... Moments later, her orgasm faded along with her consciousness. **** The amoeba-like creature got off the bed and moved towards the wall opposite to the window. Then it began a radical transformation. The tentacles retrieved and its body enlarged vertically across the wall until it reached the height of a human body. A subtle seam appeared in the center of the front side and extended across the length of the creature. It then opened to show a hollow space within the main sac, big enough to fit a woman inside. The invader was ready... and waiting. Moments later, Sara woke from unconsciousness and sat on the bed. Her eyes looked empty and out of focus. Her face showed no emotion. Her brain was in a haze. She got off the bed and walked hesitantly towards to newly formed cocoon. She stood for a brief moment in front of it, like evaluating the situation. The image a naked Natalie lingered in her mind. She realized that her nipples were hard and her pussy was dripping wet. Sara concluded that there was nothing to evaluate. She had made a promised to obey... and a promise had been made to her. She was ready too. Sara removed her underwear, turned around and stepped backwards into the alien pod. The same pinkish tentacle that had penetrated so delightfully before appeared again. It waved upwards from a small formation at the bottom of the cocoon, aiming at her pussy. The clawed tentacle that had been attached to her head, now descended from the top. Both tentacles reached their destination at the same time. One around her skull, the other in her pussy. Sara's eyes rolled up while the cocoon closed around her. Sara's transformation had begun. **** Hundreds of miles away, at a NASA research facility, Dr. Timothy Andrews' assistant notified him of a phone call. "Dr. Andrews, your wife is on the line." "Thank you, Joan." Timothy's office reflects the working environment of a brilliant physicist. Even that he loved his job; he missed his lovely wife Monica and his son and daughter, Joey and Ellen. "Hello, sweetheart." "Hi, Mon. How's my best girl?" "Frustrated, with her mad scientist husband so far away." "You know, darling, by NASA standards, Lakewood and Houston are actually quite close." "Well why don't you come home through one of your wormholes, or whatever you call those things that you are working on?" "Funny you should say that. One of "my" wormholes is closer than we thought. I'll have to revise "Heaven's Gate" before its paperback printing. Provided the Pentagon declassifies my recent finding. It's still a military secret." "Ooh. I'll just have to get it out of you." "Ha. If anyone could ... I have a meeting, darling. I love you. Pass it on to Ellen and Joey." "I will. So long, sweetheart." **** The next morning, a squelchy sound broke the silence in Sara's house. The alien cocoon slowly opened, letting a few gobs of greenish slime trickle down to the floor. The tentacle retrieved from Sara's body stealing a soft moan. Sara stepped out of the pod. She felt different. She looked different. Any imperfection of her body was now gone and she looked gorgeous. Her breasts were larger, firmer like the rest of her body. Her waist was slimmer. Every unnecessary cell of fat or dead skin had been disintegrated. Her muscles had gain tone and felt stronger. She was like a goddess of lust and power. Sara walked to the mirror and admired her new and improved body. She moved her hands over her curves and realized that her skin was more sensitive. She dared to touch her oversensitive pussy and her eyes rolled up from the sudden rush of pleasure. When she looked back into the mirror, her eyes seemed different. They had the hint of a glow that looked alluring and hypnotic. She got lost in her own beautiful eyes for a moment until a deep voice took her out of her reverie. The voice echoed directly into her mind and it made every fiber of her body shiver from excitement. "Sara, my beautiful slave!" Sara heard these words and her pussy twitched from sheer pleasure. The alien pod had not only changed her body but her mind too. Now she served a purpose greater and more important than herself and it was deeply imprinted in her brain. Now she was a slave. "Command me, Master!" Sara responded without thinking. "I come from a very distant place. It took me hundreds of years to get to your planet and I am the first of many. My peers will not take the same path I did. They will come here using a space portal and you will help me find it." "A space portal?" "There are billions of space portals across the universe. We will find the closest to your planet." "Yes, Master" Sara turned-on her laptop and started searching on the internet. Everything she saw was transmitted telepathically to the creature. Soon, she became a mere puppet, her hands and fingers moving to the alien's will. They quickly found the concept of "wormhole" and from there a link to a book called "Heaven's Gate" that explained everything in precise detail. The book was written by Dr. Timothy Andrews. Sara googled his name and found out Dr. Andrews lived in Lakewood too. "He must be Joey Andrew's father," Sara said. "We are so lucky." "You will secure his - cooperation. But first we need more slaves. See to it. Use your new powers and bring them to me." "Yes, Master" Sara responded, thinking about Natalie. **** Later that day, during lunch break, Natalie was sitting alone on a garden bench. She saw her teacher walking towards her, wearing much sexier clothes than usual. Oh Shit! Here comes Miss White, Natalie thought, trying to look the other way. Natalie didn't want to talk to her so she got up to walk away. "Natalie, wait! We need to talk..." Sara said. Natalie stopped. Maybe it was better to give Sara a chance to apologize. And maybe she could get a better grade in her English test and stay on the swim team. "Look at me," Sara said softly, standing just behind the teenager. Natalie turned around and looked at Sara's face. She was ready to give a defiant speech but her words got stuck in her throat. There was something in her teacher's eyes; something irresistible; and her voice sounded so... seductive. "Look at me, Natalie. Look into my eyes..." Natalie looked intently at those eyes, trying to discover what was so special about them. Sara leaned forward very slowly, getting closer and closer until her face was no more than three inches away from Natalie's. "That's right, just relax. Look deep. You can't resist me." Natalie forgot about what she was going to say and soon she forgot about everything else. She was trapped within Sara's beautiful stare and there wasn't a better place in the world. Her breathing became deeper and slower. Sara's eyes were so inviting, alluring. The books she was carrying fell to the ground but she didn't even notice. Natalie felt Sara grab her hand and lead her towards the parking lot. **** A short while later, Natalie stood rigidly in Sara's bedroom, in front of her teacher. Her vacant eyes corroborated that she was still deeply hypnotized. Sara was standing in front of Natalie looking at her beautiful blue eyes. Those eyes seemed to be staring back at her but Sara knew that Natalie was not looking at anything. The young woman's consciousness had vanished and her mind was empty, waiting for someone, or something, to fill the void. Sara still found it hard to believe how easy it had been to submit Natalie under her control. She only had to wish it, looking intently at Natalie's eyes, capturing them until the teen's whole face went slack and expressionless. "Take off your clothes," Sara said. Natalie removed her clothes slowly, never taking her eyes off her sexy teacher. She slipped off her blouse and her bra. The teen's breasts were as perfect as Sara had imagined. Looking at that perfect nude body was like a dream come true. Sara removed her own clothes, revealing her new desirable body, extending her arms to Natalie, beckoning her, "Come to me." Natalie walked with a sexy cadence into Sara's arms. Sara put her arms around the teen's thin waist and said, "Kiss me." This time there was no rejection. Her Master had fulfilled his promise. They kissed passionately for a long while. Sara wished she could embrace her student even longer but she had a job to do and there was no time to waste. Sara broke the kiss and grabbed the enthralled teen by the hand, leading a few steps forward. And there it was; the alien cocoon. The seam on the front side was wide open, inviting Natalie to step inside. Sara pulled Natalie until she was standing just outside the pod. The teen's facial expression changed for a second, showing concern. Some deep part of her mind knew that this was dangerous and she needed to save herself, to run away... "No..." Natalie whispered softly. The student's spell weakened and she was able to take one step back, but as she turned her head, Sara was right there with her blue eyes glowing beautifully. The teen's eyes were immediately captured by Sara's. Natalie felt her heart jolt and her pussy stir while she became fully hypnotized again. The Coming A few treads of greenish slime were still gliding off Monica's sexy body. "Exquisite," said Sara, "You are no longer Monica Andrews! You are now the most important asset in our Master's plan! But you also just a slave, like me." "Come to me," Sara added. "Yes. I am a slave." Monica's pussy stirred as she said that and walked towards her new lover. Monica jumped on the bed and started licking Sara's lovely breasts. Then Sara turned around, offering her butt to Monica and the newly transformed woman dove between her ass cheeks, shoving her tongue in Sara's pussy, finishing the job she started back at her house. Sara was delightfully thrilled by the former housewife's hidden skills. She reached a mind-blowing orgasm in almost no time. "You did very well. Now our Master has a mission for you," said Sara. "I'll do anything." "Listen well. It concerns your husband, Dr. Andrews." **** It had been a long trip but Dr. Timothy Andrews was finally home. His tiredness was quickly forgotten with the expectation of seeing his beautiful wife and his daughter and son. "Honey, I'm home!" Tim said out loud. "Hello. I was expecting you," said Monica with a sensual voice. Tim turned his head towards the living room and his eyes opened wide from the astonishing view. His wife was standing in the middle of the room wearing the sexiest negligee he had ever seen. Tim was speechless. Maybe he had been away for so long that his mind was playing tricks on him but Monica seemed different somehow. She looked spectacular. "Are you just going to stand there?" Monica said with a playful smile. Dr. Andrews walked fast to his wife and kissed her ardently, holding her tightly. Monica responded with even bigger excitement and practically dragged him to the nearest couch. Timothy was amazed by his wife's unusual aggressiveness. She not only looked different but she acted different. "I can tell you're really happy to see me," Tim mumbled between kisses. "Don't you want to take this to the bedroom?" "No. No room. Take off your clothes!" Monica said between gasps. Minutes later, Dr. Andrews was lying naked on his back and Monica was sitting on top of him, bouncing up and down, waving her hips eagerly around his crotch with his cock completely buried in her tight pussy. "Wow!" Tim said. "You are a wildcat today, baby!" "Don't speak," Monica said as she leaned forward, getting her face closer to his. "Just look into my eyes." Tim immediately noticed the strange glow in Monica's eyes, realizing that something was very wrong. He stopped moving and looked more carefully. His wife's eyes looked like windows to a bottomless tunnel of darkness and evil. He was being pulled inside of it and somehow he knew there was no way out. Tim got scared and tried to push Monica away but she grabbed his arms and kept humping him like crazy. "You are not going anywhere until you tell us where the space portal is," Monica said adamantly. "What? What are you talking about? What is happening to you?!" "We need to know the coordinates of the closest wormhole and you are going to tell me where it is!" Monica said grabbing both sides of his head and forcing him to look at her. "We?... Who? Who are you working for?" "Look into my eyes, darling! Your hard cock tells me that you are enjoying this more than you think!" **** Meanwhile, Joey was ditching the rest of the school day and heading back home. He had been trying to make some sense about what happened with Natalie in the empty lot. It had been so confusing but he even started to believe that it was a bad dream, but it couldn't be. Natalie had probed into his mind with those strange inhuman eyes, and he had told her things that he shouldn't. Joey knew that his father was coming home today and was maybe in danger. He had to tell him everything, even if he was thought to be crazy. Joey opened the front door and heard some struggling noises coming from the living room. He turned his head and stood by the door with his eyes wide open. His naked mother was riding his father like there was no tomorrow. At first, he thought he had walked in on his parents having sex and he started to backtrack silently, not wanting to be seen, but then he heard his father mumbling... "The portal... location is... 4.2, 5.8, 3.9... from..." Tim, looking gaunt and drained, tried to resist his powerful wife, protecting a national secret, but Monica was too strong. She forced him to keep his eyes open, staring at her, letting her rip into his mind, already weakened by the unavoidable feeling of her tight pussy clutching hard around his cock. He was dying and his last words were going to be the wormhole coordinates. "No, dad! Don't tell her the location! ... Mom! What are you doing?" Monica looked up hastily at her son with her glowing eyes. Oh my God! Her eyes are like Natalie's! Joey thought, almost in shock. Monica got off her husband and focused her hypnotic gaze on Joey while moving toward him. Her voice was both soft and menacing. "Joey! I'm so glad you are here! Come to me!" Joey looked at his mother and the memory of Natalie's eyes chilled him enough to avert his gaze. With a single jump, Monica reached Joey and dropped him to the floor, straddling him. She ripped his shirt open, resting both hands on his chest, her voice husky and seductive. "Ooh, Joey! You're going to be my pleasure slave! I'm going to do such wicked things to you! Join me, Joey! Join the Master!" Monica leaned down on Joey, staring at him, while she reached with one hand and unbuttoned his pants. Joey was feeling a hint of forbidden pleasure, and some part of him wanted more of it, but he managed to defy his carnal needs and fight back. "Mom! Don't do this! We can save you! Dad and me and Ellen! We'll get you away from your 'Master'!" "Save me?! I don't need to be saved! Don't talk! Just look into my pretty eyes!" Monica kept massaging Joey's cock through his pants while trying to capture his gaze. But having been mesmerized by Natalie, Joey knew what his mother was trying to do. He needed to act fast... "No!" he gasped. With a last burst of willpower, Joey rolled his mother's body off of him and got to his feet. As he backed away from her, his mother stood up and cut off in front of him with amazing speed. Her eyes had stopped glowing. "If you won't respond to my caress... let's see if you respond to this!" Monica fired a powerful kick at Joey's stomach, doubling him forward in agony. She followed with another kick at her son's face, smashing him backward. Joey fell to the floor again. Monica jumped on top of Joey and grabbed his head with both hands, the same way she had done with her husband. If she couldn't break him, she would have to kill him. Joey saw her mother's eyes for a brief second and it was enough. After a moment, he started shaking, becoming weaker, feebler, helpless. "There is not point in fighting against us!" Monica hissed. A few more seconds and Joey would have been dead, but a half lamp smashed down on Monica's skull, knocking her off him, semi-conscious, and freeing his mind. Joey looked up to see the drained, gaunt shadow of his father tottering over him after braining his wife. Then Tim Andrews crumbled to the floor. Joey went to his father, scared and worried. "Dad, get up! We gotta get out of here!" "Joey... can't breathe. I don't have much time. You have to go to General Weber and tell him about all this. Tell him that the space portal's location has been compromised..." "Yes, dad," Joey cried, "Dad? Dad!" There was no answer. Tim Andrews was dead. "No! Dad! Don't die!" Joey cried. Joey heard his sister scream behind him. She stood by the door in her cheerleader outfit. Joey recalled Ellen only had one college class on Wednesdays. "Ellen! Don't get any closer! We have to get out of here now! She will hurt you!" "Hurt me?! Joey, what's going on?! What's wrong with dad?!" Joey reached for Ellen's hand when their mother's came out of nowhere and swung up at him, her foot smashing his chin, blasting him several feet across the room. He was in a daze, trying to regain his wits. Ellen was astounded. She had no idea what was happening. Her almost unrecognizably mother was standing naked in front of her with a wicked smirk on her face. "Don't listen to your brother, baby, everything is fine," Monica said to her daughter. "Mom, why are you naked?!" Ellen asked fearfully. "Is dad okay?! What's happening?!" "Joey walked in on your father and me making love. He just got scared. That's all." Monica's eyes started to glow as she stared intently at her frightened daughter. "Look at me baby. You'll see there's nothing to worry about." Monica walked up to Ellen and put her hands around her face. The scared girl clutched her mother's arms, uncertain of what to do. The bond between Ellen and her mother had been very strong all her life and the teenager refused to believe that her mother would do anything to hurt her. Ellen looked at her mother, searching for reassurance. "But mom... your..." said Ellen in a whisper. "Ellen!" Joey groaned from the floor across the room, "Don't look at her eyes! It's a trap! Get away from her!" "Don't listen to him, baby," Monica said. Ellen cringed at this but not as much as she should have, falling quickly under the spell of her mother's eyes. "But... dad isn't moving... and ... Joey said ... your eyes ..." Monica got closer, just a couple of inches from her daughter's eyes, enthralling Ellen further. "Yes," said Monica. "Aren't they pretty, sweetheart? Look closer. See how they shine for you." Ellen spoke softly asking for an explanation but her words began to lose its meaning as her mother's eyes became the center of attention. They were so bright, so beautiful, so enthralling. Her nipples began to swell for no apparent reason. Joey watched with desperation from the other side of the room. Ellen's arms slowly went down until they rested limp by her sides. Her mother's hand moved from Ellen's face to her breasts. Then mother and daughter kissed as they embraced each other passionately. Oh my God! Mom has Ellen! She's hypnotized her! I have to save her! Joey thought. Monica moved one hand further down and under her daughter's skirt. Ellen moaned within her mother's lips as she felt the soft caress on her clitoris through her thin panties. Monica broke the kiss, pleased with her daughter's response and gave Ellen her first command. "Take off your clothes." "Yes, mother," replied Ellen, and took off her outfit, then removed her underwear. Her wide, blank eyes always focused on her mother's. She wanted to please her. She wanted to obey her. Monica studied her beautiful daughter. Ellen's young, slim body looked so firm and sexy. She would make a great asset for her Master. "Kneel before me," Monica ordered. "Yes, I kneel," said Ellen, falling to her knees. Monica spread her shapely legs. "Lick me." Ellen leaned forward and shoved her face between her mother's legs. As Ellen worked her magic on her, Monica immediately noticed how skillful her daughter's was with her tongue, "You have done this before haven't you, young girl. This is a pleasant surprise." Joey observed the whole scene, frozen and speechless, Something terrible has happened to my mother. She was not like this in the morning. I better get help! Just as Monica reached a forceful orgasm, Joey sneaked silently out the front door. **** Joey ran straight to the police station. Loraine looked at Joey running through the door and she walked to him. "Can I help you?" Loraine said. Joey couldn't talk for a moment, "Yes! I need help! My sister is... and my mother... we need to save them!" Joey said out of breath. "Calm down and tell me what's going on," Loraine said. Joey told the detective everything that had happened, and Loraine looked thoughtfully at him. "And all this started a few days ago?" she asked, then she continued without waiting for an answer, "It's very hard to believe, but I have a theory about what is going on. Everything may be related to an event that happened on the lake but I don't have any proof yet. Come with me and we'll check it out." Joey was thrilled by the detective's reaction. He had feared she was going to think him crazy, instead she actually wanted to help him. Maybe they could save his mother and sister. Across the room, Gina observed Loraine and the young men talking, he totally agitated. She couldn't hear the conversation but she had a good idea about what they were discussing. This time she would follow her. *** Loraine and Joey drove for a while until they reached a house near the lake. It was Sara's house. "Why are we stopping here? I thought we were going to my house. We have to help my sister and my mother!" Joey said worriedly. "I suspect your sister and mother are here. Let's go and take a look. Just don't make any noise," Loraine responded. Joey got off the car wondering how the detective knew all this, but he followed Loraine with the hope of rescuing his family. Gina parked at some distance behind them, careful not to be seen. Her own house was not far away from the lake and she knew the neighborhood well. Loraine looked through a window and saw nobody inside. The front door was unlocked so she silently opened it and walked in. Joey followed close behind. When they were inside, somebody closed the door forcefully behind them. Joey turned around scared to see Sara, his English teacher, standing naked in front of him. Joey's mother stood behind her, also naked. Their eyes glowing. They had been waiting for them. "It's a trap!" Joey shouted to Loraine. "We have to get out of here!" Lorraine looked back at him and smiled, "No, Joey. We belong here, with the Master." Loraine punched Joey in the stomach, knocking him to his knees. She kneed him in the face, dropping him flat on his back, then put her spike-heeled shoe at his throat. "Don't kill him," said Sara. "He has information we need." "And then I want him as my slave," said Monica. "Yes, I understand." said Loraine. **** Ten minutes later, Joey was tied naked to a column in Sara's bedroom. His eyes were wide open with fear. He could see a monstrous cocoon pod a few feet in front of him, churning with inner activity. There was a human female trapped inside the pod. Beside it, his transformed mother was pleasuring herself with a look of orgasmic delight. Oh my God! That thing is eating a woman! And my mother and these other women are helping it!, Joey thought in despair. The whole time, Sara lay contentedly on her bed, being pleasured by Loraine. This was like a madhouse of beautiful women in league with some gruesome thing. Joey heard a gelatinous sound reach his ears and turned his head. The cocoon was opening. It was Ellen! Joey saw a fat tentacle being pulled from his sister's pussy as she moaned from the blissful sensation. Then her shapely leg stepped out of the pod, followed by her whole enhanced body. Joey held his breath as his naked, sensual sister moved out from the cocoon, and stood next to their mother. Monica wrapped one hand around her thin waist and placed the other on her pussy. She turned to Joey with a wicked sensuous smile. "Your sister is one of us now, and she's happier than she has ever been. Aren't you, my slave?" "Oh yes, Mother!" Ellen said, also smiling fetchingly at Joey. "Joins us, brother! Let us be a family again!" "I'd rather die," shouted Joey. "It may come to that, son," said Monica. "But first, your sister' going to give you a taste of how it feels to be one of us. Do it, Ellen." "Yes Mother," Ellen said huskily. "It is my pleasure." Ellen went down to her knees and looked wickedly up at her brother, her attractive face, glowing eyes, tongue, and breasts offering him untold pleasures. Joey knew better than to look at his sister's eyes, but every other inch of her was irresistibly beautiful. "Let me show you the pleasures of serving the Master!" Joey gaped at Ellen. She was acting exactly like his mother and Natalie. Miss White and the detective too. All of them slaves to an alien monster. "Look at her, my son!" Monica said. "Any man would give his soul for her! But I give her to you as your very own sex toy." Joey tried to put up a mental wall to fight the temptation, even as his stiffening cock betrayed him. "No," he gasped, "This is wrong!" Then Monica gave Ellen a new command. "Crawl to him, baby. You know what to do." "Yes, Mother." Ellen reached Joey's legs and leaned forward, delicately licking the tip of his erect cock, "Oh Joey! Look how big you are!" Then she started to lick his cock with shocking expertise. Joey groaned, part from pleasure and part from his effort to resist it, "No, Ellen!" he whimpered, as Ellen continued her work with her tongue. His mother stepped behind Ellen and asked, "Tell me, darling. Who's in charge of the space portal?" "I... I don't know! I don't!" Joey grunted. "I know your father told you before he died. If you talk, you'll have more pleasure that could ever imagine," said Monica, then gave her daughter a new command. "Show him, Ellen." "Yes, Mother." At that, Ellen put Joey's entire cock in his mouth and started sucking it like a delicious lollipop. Joey felt pleasure nerves on his cock he'd never felt before. "Oh," moaned Joey. "The portal, honey," Monica insisted. "Who's in charge?" "Won't tell!" Joey gasped, struggling not to climax in his sister's mouth, though keenly aware of a mounting wave of pleasure deep down inside. "I think he needs a bigger incentive, Ellen." Ellen stood up and shoved Joey's cock into her pussy, wrapping her legs around his hips. Then their mother pushed Ellen from behind, helping her increase the blissful sensation. Ellen waved her hips back and forth, slow at first, then increasingly faster. When Joey thought he'd reached the height of ecstasy, Monica went down to her knees and began licking and sucking her son's balls, prodding every pleasure point that Ellen didn't control. Ellen spoke softly in his ear, "Tell mommy what she wants to know, and I'll love you like no girlfriend ever will! I don't want you to die, dear brother," Ellen whispered, "Just look into my eyes and I'll help you." Joey found a hint of hope in Ellen's words and opened his eyes. His ravishing sister was staring back at him, her glowing and enthralling eyes inches from his. Joey tried to resist them but they were so beautiful, and he felt so wonderful. He succumbed to Ellen's spell. "General Weber... ughh" Joey grunted while he spilled his cum inside his sister's tight pussy. "Well done Ellen. I knew you could break your brother." Ellen dismounted Joey and went beside her mother. "What have I done?!" Joey sobbed, utterly broken. "You helped us a great deal honey, and betrayed your whole planet." "Oh, mother!" gushed Ellen. "It was so easy! He couldn't resist me. Did I please you? Did I please the Master?" "You certainly pleased him, my beautiful daughter. Now spread for me" Monica shoved her face to Ellen's pussy and eagerly sucked her Joey's seed. Ellen felt her mother's tongue reaching deep in her pussy and she climaxed instantly. Sara had observed the whole scene from the bed, appreciating her Master's subjugating power. She said to Monica and Ellen, "You got the information you need. You two know what to do. Go to General Weber and get control of the space portal." "Yes, Mistress," said Monica. Monica walked out of the room, followed close behind by her daughter. Sara was not the only one observing the outrageous spectacle. Gina was peering in through the bedroom window. She had seen everything, except the cocoon. I knew there was something wrong with you, bitch. What'd you done to that poor kid? I gotta help him.