0 comments/ 6317 views/ 3 favorites The X3m-Files By: thor_pf Prologue The stealth ship approached Earth in a weird orbit, first hiding behind the moon and then, after careful analysis of its collected data, in the tiny, constantly moving shade behind a group of geo-stationary satellites where no radar would be able to detect it. Once inside the geo-stationary layer it drifted among the debris, slowly descending without attracting any attention. The process took a long time but the ship didn't know hurry. Living matter couldn't survive the interstellar distances but machines and programs could. In the ship's data banks sat the full personality programs of its virtual passengers. Early in its approach the ship had intercepted a broadcast signal communicating the complete DNA code of the planet's dominant species, an almost impossible stroke of luck but the ship didn't know about horses and certainly wasn't about to look a gift one in the mouth. In its vats a pair of bodies were almost completely grown. By the time it reached the planet's surface, the programming would be complete and the passengers ready to set out on their mission. Chapter 1 "This is a mission right up your alley, agent Sculder," Mr Skimmer of mission command said. "Let me run over the details for you." Special agent Finn Sculder and his ever-skeptic partner Vixen Mully listened attentively. "A farmer called the local sheriff's office and said a flying saucer had landed in his corn field," Skimmer continued. "A while later he calls again to say it was just a weather balloon. But it so happened that the sheriff himself had been nearby when the dispatcher called out the first alarm, so when the cancellation went out he said he was already near the place and could see the spaceship and was going in. Then he calls back in and says it was a balloon that had draped itself over the cornstalks in a strange way. Next, the sheriff gets himself killed in a car crash on his way back to town and that is when this turns really weird. The local coroner performed an autopsy and contacted us to report that the sheriff had acquired a genital piercing." "Excuse me, Sir," Sculder interrupted. "I understand that it may be a bit unorthodox for a country sheriff to pierce his genitals, but that's hardly cause to call in federal authorities." "The coroner said it wasn't there that same morning." "If I ask how he knew that," Sculder asked with a crooked grin, "would I regret it?" "SHE said she could testify in court it wasn't there the same morning." "Whoa, are you saying they let his wife perform his autopsy? That would be most irregular." "No, I am under the impression that they were both married but not to each other. Their relationship appears to have been sufficiently clandestine that the crew brought the body to her automatically and she decided to go through with the autopsy rather than face exposure." "And then she called us to blow the whistle? She must have been really disturbed by what she saw." "Exactly. Which is why it's so interesting that a few hours later, she phoned in again to call us off. Claimed it was all a mistake." Sculder's eyes lit up. "So now you want me to go check on why three people first report something odd and then change their stories. Wow! This is like straight out of that movie, what's it called?" "The Puppet Masters. Based on a book by Robert Heinlein." "Yeah, that's the one. So what do you think? An elaborate hoax? A cover-up of something big?" "Probably just a hoax, but we're not here to guess so I want you to go find out. Mully, you go with him and make sure his feet stay on the ground. You'll report to Sculder during this assignment but I expect a separate report directly to me when you're back. OK?" "Yes, Sir!" Mully had remained quiet during the entire conversation but inside she cursed over Sculder being included. This was an open-and-close case and she could handle it better alone. And now she'd have to report to Sculder? It'd make him even more insufferable than normal. As they left the offices, Sculder grinned at Mully. "See you at the airport first thing tomorrow morning, agent Mully." "Yes, Sculder," she replied wearily. "That's 'Sir' to you, Mully!" Mully sighed. "Yes, Sir!" "And remember to shave! You must look your best in case we encounter some nasty aliens who want to probe us, rectally or otherwise." "You know I always do," Mully snapped. "Sir," she added just as he was about to open his mouth. Chapter 2 They met at the departure gate next morning. Sculder had over-packed as usual and was furious that the security control had forced him to check his "toys" case. "I'm a federal agent," he whined. "They need to learn their place. What about you, Mully? Any problems with security?" "No Sir," she replied without thinking. "My plastic dildo doesn't show up on the metal detectors." She could have bitten her tongue off the moment that comment slipped out. Sculder had no sense of humor. It was one of those normal human traits that he just couldn't seem to grasp. Instead he immediately pounced on her remark. "I don't think you need to worry about lonely nights on this assignment, agent Mully," he said with that infuriating dead-pan voice of his. "It's a strap-on, Sir!" Again, the words flew out of Mully's mouth before she could stop herself. At least she managed to stop her treacherous lips before they continued "so I'll be able to give you the ass-fuck you so rightly deserve!" Instead, she gave up and chickened out. "I was hoping you'd fuck me in both holes simultaneously, Sir." Inside her head, Mully screamed silently at herself, cursing at her treacherous body. Sculder beamed happily. Once Mully had resigned herself to her fate, it became easier. The flight was uneventful and boring up until the point when Sculder asked the flight attendant for a couple of cans of soda. As soon as they'd been delivered to him, he turned to Mully. "These are way too cold for me," he said. "Please warm them up a bit, will you?" Mully looked at him in horror. Surely he couldn't mean? She took the cans in her hands but as she'd feared, that wasn't enough for Sculder. "Come on now," he chided. "These cans are such a convenient size. I'm sure you can think of a couple of warmer places." She could. She just didn't want to go there. He did, though. He seized one of the cans and reached over to slide it between her legs and under her skirt. He rightly assumed that she would have no panties to obstruct his access to her groin and as she parted her knees she glanced around but there was no-one who was in a position to see what was happening. She let out a gasp as the cold can touched her moist pussy lips but she forced herself to relax and open up for it. After all, she'd handled much larger things. At least, these were merely airplane-size mini-cans. Slowly he wiggled the can into place between her lips and forced them apart. Relentlessly he worked it in until the entire miniature can was inside her cunt. Mully moaned. This was beginning to feel good. Then Sculder suddenly pulled the can out of her. "Raise your butt a bit," he instructed. Mully paled. "You can't mean..." Her voice trailed off. "Of course I can," he replied. "I have two sodas and you have two holes. Perfect match. Unless you want the dry one in your ass? No? Didn't think so." So Mully lifted her backside from the seat while Sculder positioned the can under her. Then she lowered herself onto it. It slid in surprisingly easy. It felt good. She'd handled considerably larger items there as well. She even welcomed it when Sculder had the other can ready and pushed it against her pussy. Double penetration at 30,000 feet. Not too bad. Sculder put his hand over her crotch and played with her clit. She started really getting into this now. Sculder's treatment of her groin was making her forget everything else. And he was working the can in her ass deeper and deeper in her. Sooo good. Then Sculder pushed even more and suddenly Mully felt the can slip completely inside her! She looked up at him in shock. "You idiot!" She had to fight to control herself and not scream out loud. "Now how the Hell am I going to get that damned thing out of my ass?" Sculder smiled impishly at her. That just made her more furious. Chapter 3 Mully pushed the other can out of her cunt using just her abdominal muscles and handed it to Sculder without a word. She refused to talk to him all the rest of the flight, just sat there fuming and continued to do so in the rental car to their hotel. Mission command had said to keep the local cops out of the loop until they were sure it wasn't something that had infected the department and this suited Sculder just fine. He'd have all the time he wanted to play with Mully by himself. Once in the hotel, Mully was further appalled to find that Sculder had booked them into connecting rooms - "so we can reach each other at all times". Yeah, right! So he could harass her at all hours, more likely. As soon as they were in, he opened the connecting door before she'd even had time to go to the bathroom. "Is that soda can still bothering you?" he asked with an innocent grin. "No," she replied with sarcasm she realized even as she spoke, would miss its target. "I just loooove the feeling of walking around with a metal can up my ass. I'd keep it there forever if it wasn't for the trouble it'd give me in airport security controls. After all, it's more than 100cc of liquid." "Well, we can't have you violating federal aviation regulations so I guess I'll have to help you get it out. Undress and lie down in the bathtub, please." She sighed and complied. There was no use trying to argue Sculder out of any "game plan" he'd come up with. Besides, the can DID feel rather good inside her and although she was loathe to admit it, she'd been in a constant state of arousal all the time since on the plane. Once she was in the tub he had her lie down on her back and fold her legs all the way back behind her ears and spread her ass cheeks with her hands. From his amazing bag of "toys", Sculder produced an unlikely assortment of (possibly) useful tools; tongs, speculums, even a delivery suction cup (what on Earth could he have expected to encounter to find some use for THAT, Mully asked herself), but in the end (in HER end, Mully thought sardonically) he just lubed up his gloved hand and worked his fingers inside her until he reached the pull-tab of the can with his fingertips and managed to lift it. "Noooo!" Mully yelled but it was too late. Sculder popped open the can and the warm, shaken soda erupted into her colon and expanded it at an amazing rate. As her sphincter was very tightly wrapped around his hand, the leakage was minimal and pressure built up painfully. "Get your hand out of me," Mully screamed. Sculder complied as quickly as he could but he didn't seem too worried and he looked at the bubbling eruption from her rectum with great interest. "You know, Mully," he said in his slow voice. "I've seen brown liquid coming out of your ass before. It's even been bubbling on occasion. Just never quite this thin. Otherwise it's rather like old times. Tell me, do you think you could tell the difference between Coke and Pepsi? Should I get a comparative sample in?" "Shut up and get that can out of me," Mully groaned. "What's the magic word?" "Please?" "Please what?" "Please, SIR!" "Please what, Sir?" "Please, Sir, get that damned can out of my ass! Sir!" "My pleasure." Sculder once again lubed his glove and worked his hand into Mully's ass. This time he had no trouble hooking a fingertip into the opening of the can and pulling it out. "Would you look at that," he said as he stood there with the empty can in one hand and examined the glove on the other. "It's cut through the glove and almost nicked my fingertip. You're quite the health hazard, Mully. I could have gotten a nasty infection in my finger!" "Just get out of my bathroom and let me get cleaned up." Mully was too tired to even scream at him any more. "What, no fucking?" "Just go." Chapter 4 A half-hour later they sat at a diner and looked at the unlikely waitress who had just taken their order for a late lunch. "Is it just me," Sculder asked, "or does this town seem to have more than its fair share of body modification fetishists?" "Maybe they have some really good tattoo studio?" "Maybe. Did you see the waitress' tongue." "Yep," Mully nodded. "It was pierced. With a ring, no less. Hard to miss. And did you see the contours of her nipples?" "Oh, yes. Almost as hard to miss. Pierced as well." "Uh-huh. And I see her now as she's leaning over the counter. That smock she's wearing doesn't even cover her ass when she leans forward. She doesn't have any underwear on and there's something shiny dangling under her pussy." "Not hard to guess. More piercings." "Obviously. Quiet now, here she comes." "Here'th your food," the waitress lisped as she placed the plates in front of Sculder and Mully. "Ith there anything elthe I can help you with?" The ring in the tip of her tongue was quite visible as she licked her lips and her touch was almost electrifying as she placed a hand on each of them and leaned forward, giving both a deep view into her cleavage. "I'm quite eager to pleathe in all wayth." "What do you think," Sculder asked as the waitress wiggled away from their table. "A waitress in a truck stop diner with scant clothing and visible piercings?" "I think she spends more time in some back room than at the tables," Mully sneered. "She's probably made a fortune blowing truckers and farmers between meals and re-invested it in body jewelery to keep herself interesting as she ages. A kind of retirement scheme." "Maybe, maybe," Sculder mused. "But even with a ring like that in her tongue she would have learned to speak more clearly pretty soon. Unless she got it very recently..." "I think she just wants to draw more attention to it!" The finished their meal in silence. As they walked across the parking to their car, Sculder's hand cupped one cheek of Mully's ass and gave it a squeeze. "Let's go back to the hotel for a quick re-cap before we go to talk to the coroner," he suggested. Mully wiggled her ass a bit extra in response. Despite her feigned disdain for the waitress' body decorations, she had been quite turned on by the display and the fact that she'd been aroused on-and-off with no relief since on the plane that morning, didn't make it any better. A good romp with Sculder would be most welcome. As soon as they entered her room she dropped her briefcase, hiked up her skirt to show she was panty-less as usual and lay back on the bed with her legs spread. "Stop horsing around and get here and fuck me," she insisted. "Get here and fuck me, SIR!" Sculder corrected. "Please get here and fuck me Sir," she sighed. "I don't know if I can," Sculder feigned. "All these upsetting things have put me off sex." Mully sighed again. She knew what he was going to ask for and anticipated it by wiggling herself into position more diagonally across a corner of the bed so her head was close to one edge of it while her ass and cunt were freely available at the other side. Sculder stepped out of his pants and walked over to where he could lean forward and shove his cock into Mully's mouth. He had pointed out on many occasions how proud he was of its size - "in the 99:th percentile both length and girth", meaning that less than 1% of the world's male population had cocks that were longer or thicker than his - but Mully's petite looks were deceptive and her mouth could open surprisingly wide to take it all in. As for length, well, she always thought, once you've learned not to gag, it doesn't really matter how deep down your throat it goes. Not that she'd ever had any gag reflex herself, of course. "It's still no good," Sculder complained. "Show me your tits." Mully obeyed and unbuttoned her blouse without his cock ever leaving her throat. Her breasts stood proudly in their nearly silicon-like firmness which astounded many but Mully always attributed it to the fact that she'd never had neither the time nor the inclination to have any babies. She played with them for his viewing pleasure, cupping them to push them up higher and pinching the nipples. Sculder throat-fucked her vigorously despite his claims about not being up to it and Mully could testify that his cock was just as hard and swollen as always when it slid in and out of her mouth. Of course, this was just one more of Sculder's power games. But as long as it was actually getting her some action she was happy. Sure enough, after a few more minutes of face-ramming, Sculder withdrew his huge cock from her mouth and walked over to where he could shove it into her cunt instead. Mully moaned happily as it stretched her pussy walls and worked its way into her. Despite her apparent smallness, she handled its impressive size happily and when his pelvis hit hers he still hadn't "bottomed out" in her. She immediately squeezed his shaft with the well-trained muscles of her vagina and they both cried with pleasure at every thrust. Mully, who had been aching to come for the better part of the day, rapidly reached her first orgasm and almost blacked out from its intensity as Sculder continued pumping her at a furious pace. When he was certain she'd finished coming, he withdrew his cock and, using only the ample natural lubricant that was flowing from her cunt, inserted it into her ass. Mully took it all in with just a happy cry of "Yes, fuck my ass!" and again his abnormal size caused her no discomfort. She soon came in a second orgasm and when Sculder felt himself approaching the critical limit, he withdrew to move back to her face. Mully received him in her throat again and he immediately started shooting so deep down that she felt absolutely no taste from his large load as it went straight to her stomach. After they were both sated - at least for the moment - they rested briefly before showering in their separate bathrooms. Time for business. Chapter 5 The drive to the coroner's address took only a few minutes and they deliberately had not given any advance notice of their visit. No time to destroy any evidence. If their arrival upset the coroner, she didn't show it in any way. In fact, she greeted them enthusiastically. Too enthusiastically for somebody who had lost their lover just two days earlier, Mully thought. Not to mention having been forced to perform an autopsy on him! But the coroner, who introduced herself as Dr Green, cheerfully agreed to show them around. Except that she immediately led them to her own office where she sat down on her own desk in a position that caused her lab coat to part and show a lot of her shapely stockinged thigh while she leaned forward to give them deep insight into her cleavage. "I'm so exited to get a visit from two real federal agents," she purred. "Nothing special ever happened in this small town before. It must be so much more stimulating to work all over the country. Do you meet a lot of interesting people?" "Yes," Sculder replied. "But it's less fun when the interesting bit is that they're dead. Mind if we ask you about the deceased?" "Not at all." "He was the local elected sheriff so I assume he was known and respected in the area?" "That's correct." "Married?" "Yes, his wife Muriel is a friend of mine." "Yet you had an affair with him?" "Oh, no need to be melodramatic. A bit of fun between consenting adults." "Did his wife know? "Of course. I wouldn't have him cheat on Muriel. Nor would I go behind the back of my own husband. We may be a bit behind the big cities in many ways but you don't have to assume we're all prudes just because we live here." "But we listened to the recordings of the initial call you made to us. In it, you expressed concern that his wife mustn't find out about your affair." The X3m-Files "A misunderstanding. I was, naturally, shocked that he was dead. I didn't think straight." "Yet, you performed the autopsy but only called us over his mysterious new piercing?" "I was like a zombie throughout the process. Could hardly think. I don't even remember what I said." "So why did you call us off?" "Because I came to my senses. It was a misunderstanding on my behalf. He must have just had it done." "Can we see the body?" Mully interrupted. For the first time, Dr Green lost some of her cool. "Is that necessary" she begged. "Can't we show some respect for a dead friend?" Mully lifted her eyebrow in her signature quizzical look. Dr Green looked at Sculder for support but got none. In the end, she led them into the morgue where, to Dr Green's apparent surprise, Mully was the one who donned her protective gear and started examining the body while Sculder stood back to observe. But they had barely started before they turned towards Dr Green in astonishment, to the sound of her surgical coat rustling to the floor. After a hasty retreat to their car, they paused to catch their breath. "I'm shocked," Mully said, "and I don't shock easily. I never saw such unprofessional behavior." "Are you referring to when she was flashing herself in the beginning or when she dropped her coat in the morgue? I think you're just jealous because she was coming on to me and not to you." "What? Did you miss the bit when she rubbed her naked pierced tits against my chest? Listen, you know I swing both ways and normally I wouldn't have hesitated to jump in the sack with a MILF like that, but there was something not right about her." "You're right about that! Trying a stunt like that in the morgue next to her lover's corpse? Not right at all." "I wasn't thinking about only that. But I swear that when she rubbed up against me, I felt tingling, almost like electric charges, through my clothes." "C'mon, Mully. You just said it yourself. A nude MILF rubs up against you and your tits tingle. Nothing strange about that." Mully didn't answer, she just glared at Sculder as he drove away from the morgue. As he reached the highway towards the city, a warning lamp lit up on the dash of the car. "Service engine immediately", he read. "Not very likely but we'd better swing by the car rental office at the airport in case it really is something serious. It's right next to our way into town anyway." The girl at the rental desk was very apologetic and assured them they could keep driving the car despite the light being on, but she'd give them a new car if they preferred. "Anything to please," she said, leaning forward and pushing her tits into view by holding her arms close to her body. As they unloaded their scant articles and got into the new car, even Sculder was shaken. "I can swear I would have noticed if she'd had pierced nipples when we picked the car up before lunch," he said. "The blouse was the same and the way they showed through that fabric can't have changed in such short time." "Yes," Mully agreed. "There seems to be some body-modification epidemic that's erupted here. And it seems likely it begun with that 'UFO sighting' that started the strange reports. So where do we go now? The sheriff's office seems a logical place except that his involvement in the early reports casts a shadow of potential suspicion over the entire office." "Exactly. Of course, his death was almost certainly the only true coincidence in this whole story and it was probably our only windfall. Considering the total silence, report-wise, since then, whatever it is that's going on would likely have been able to spread unnoticed if it hadn't been for that." "Yes," Mully said. "I doubt the sheriff's office can be trusted to give us accurate info anymore. Can't we get the GPS co-ordinates of the original 911 call or the sheriff's car before the crash? Have our techies pull that from the backbone while we go back and fetch some more appropriate gear and then we'll go investigate the farmer's crop circles." "Good idea," Sculder agreed as he started punching the numbers to place the instructions. They made it back to the hotel without incidents, although both were shaken by a sight that flashed past in their headlights as they turned the corner around the diner towards the hotel. The waitress who'd served their lunch was on her knees in the parking lot, sucking a man's cock. The man had his pants around his ankles but he still wore the hat, shirt and badge of a deputy sheriff. "I just hate it when I'm right," Mully muttered and Sculder grimly drove on. As they pulled in at the hotel, Sculder received a call from the head geek at Tech Central that the GPS logs and call dispatcher recordings from the original reports showed signs of having been tampered with. "But it seems the changes were made today so I should be able to recover," he said. "It'll take me a bit over an hour to restore the backups. Messy, but it's the only way to be sure." Chapter 6 Back in their rooms, Mully started laying out a kinky translucent latex outfit on her bed and Sculder's eyes lit up. "Why Mully," he crooned, rubbing his hands. "What a delightful surprise. Are you going to dress up just for me?" "No, you idiot! This is NOT for you." "What!" Sculder complained after having examined the costume, obviously not listening to Mully's words. "This is silly. There's no access to your crotch and that mouth opening is way too small. I won't be able to fuck you in this." "Right, my dear foolish partner. Because this is not a fetish costume, even though it's made out to look like one. It's protective gear. Unfortunately, I didn't bring one for you as well so I'll have to try to immunize you as much as I can the more traditional way." "What are you talking about?" "C'mon! Haven't you figured it out yet? A sudden insurgence of genital piercing in a small mid-west farming town and people start fucking wildly. Tingling sensations when their jewelery touches you, even through your clothes. There's something with those rings. Obviously, those wearing them have had their behavior changed in some way and it seems probable the rings are at least partly causing it. And it also seems probable, based on the tingling I felt, that this is in some way electro-neural as I did feel it through my blouse when Dr Green rubbed up against me but not through my gloves when I touched the dead sheriff's cock ring. So a latex suit should provide protection for me. As for yourself, you'll just have to try to keep abstinent. I'll empty you as best I can and hope it takes long enough before you get horny again." "It's not very sexy when you sound so clinical about it," Sculder complained as he undressed and lay back on the bed. "Oh? I thought you quite enjoyed the occasional medical play," Mully smiled as she undressed and pulled on a fresh pair of surgical gloves. "What are the gloves for?" Sculder asked while Mully climbed up on top of him and impaled herself on his unnaturally large cock. "They're for when I massage your prostate to milk you completely dry," Mully whispered as she started riding him. "First you'll shoot in my cunt and then I'll suck you until you're too spent to even think about pierced pussies for a week." "Won't work," Sculder replied, grabbing her hips and thrusting vigorously into her. "I recover very quickly!" A half-hour later, Sculder was sleeping soundly on the bed and Mully was just finished wiggling into her latex costume when there was a knock on the door. "Room cleaner," a female voice said. "Your bathroom needed cleaning." "Wrong room!" Mully shouted as she ran towards the door, cursing herself as she saw they had neglected to lock the security chain. Before she could reach it, the door opened and a small Latina woman in the hotel's drab staff dress entered. She smiled broadly as she saw Mully's latex-clad body and Mully was painfully aware how her nipples and crotch were visible through the sheer tight material. "Ooh, kinky," the cleaner smiled. "I like kinky. I have some pretty kinky things myself." And as she lifted her smock to bare her pussy, Mully could clearly see two gold rings dangling in her labia. "Get out!" Mully screamed as she tried to shove the woman out the door. "You have no business here." "Oh, but I think I do," the woman replied, stepping aside with surprising speed and dealing Mully a karate blow to the back of her neck as she stumbled by. Mully woke up, her neck in pain and her vision blurred, to feel herself being carried with totally unexpected strength through the connecting door into the adjacent room. As the small woman dumped her on the bed and she tried to struggle to her feet, something wet and foul-smelling was pressed over the breathing holes in her head mask and she felt herself slip back into unconsciousness. Next time she woke up, her head was aching even more than her neck. She tried moving her arms and legs but found she couldn't. Not because of any paralysis but simply because she was tied, spread-eagle, to the bed. She wiggled desperately to free herself but to no avail. From the adjacent room she could hear the distinctive slapping and grunting noises of people copulating. Damn! She tried to scream out at Sculder but her mouth was gagged and she could only make whining sounds through her nose. Next door, the humping noises were picking up speed as the two voices rose to screams of orgasm. Mully tried again to free herself but it was no good. She lay helpless as she heard the voices from next door where the woman told the unprotesting Sculder to sit up on the bed. "You will love it," the woman said. "We all love it." Chapter 7 An indeterminate number of minutes later, Mully heard Sculder and the woman enter the room. She tried to twist her head to see but couldn't make out more than that both were nude. She heard Sculder rummaging about in her own medical bag. Next thing, he was kneeling on the bed between her legs and she saw a scalpel in his hand. "Gotta do something about this silly outfit of yours," he grinned. Mully tried twisting out of his reach but he sneered at her to lie still or he might end up cutting her where it would really hurt. She lay still as he slid the blade of the scalpel through the latex between the prominent lips of her cunt. He reached in the slit to pull out her inner labia and the cool air on her skin made her realize how wet she was. Sculder noticed it, too. He put a finger to his mouth and licked it demonstratively. Then he stood so she could see his erect cock with the gold ring in the urethra. "This will not hurt a bit," he said as he pointed it towards her crotch. "In fact, you will enjoy it a lot!" As soon as the metal of his PA ring touched her bare labia, Mully's entire body started exploding in the most amazing series of orgasmic sensations that racked her from head to toe. Except that they just kept going on and getting stronger as Sculder's cock kept ramming her. She had never experienced anything like it and just when she thought it could not get any stronger, Sculder picked up the pace and as he shot his load in her, she actually fainted from the intense pleasure. Mully awoke slowly to find herself looking out, zombie-like, from her own body as the woman untied her. She sat up when instructed, without her conscious mind being involved in the process at all. Sculder grabbed a pair of surgical scissors from her bag and walked up to her. Mully looked on dis-interestedly as he grabbed a section of the latex over the tip of her nipple, pulling it out so he could use the scissors to cut away a circle, just the size of her aureole and erect nipple-tip. The process was repeated on the other side and Mully felt the cool air making them even harder as they poked out through the tight material. From a distance she saw the woman applying a pair of forceps on one nipple. She heard Sculder ask if he could do it and the woman patiently explain that this wasn't possible because Sculder wasn't fully initiated yet. Mully saw the needle pass through her nipple and she could feel the ring going through after it, but she still didn't FEEL anything. The first ring was left to hang open as the other nipple received the same treatment. Only then did the woman use her fingers to twist one ring closed and when the ends of it met, Mully felt a quick flash of heat followed by an intense feeling of pleasure in the nipple. When she looked down at the nipple, she saw that the seam where the ends of it met were completely gone. Fused together? The other ring was similarly bent into place and this time Mully actually saw a small spark as the ends met and jumped towards each other the last tiny bit. Magnetism? In gold?! Inside Mully her intellect looked at the things that were happening to her body, without being able to interfere. "Like mild hypnosis," she thought. "I know I can snap out of it if I want to but it makes me not want to. But I DO want to!" Just as the woman was kneeling between Mully's legs to start the process on her labia, Mully forced her legs to come back under her own command and kicked the woman over backwards. Behind her, Sculder had just started dressing and the falling woman sent him sprawling with his pants around his knees. Mully rose like a rocket while the two were still tumbling over. What's most important? Car keys? Sculder's jacket! Cards and money? Her purse! Shoes? Not important! RUN! She bolted out the door of the room and down the corridor at a furious pace, her purse and Sculder's jacket swinging wildly from her pumping arms. Get the car key! Out through the front lobby where a stunned clerk looked at her near-naked appearance. Unlock the car! Jump in! Start, you Mother! Sculder and the woman were almost at her heels but the car's doors locked automatically as she put it in gear and their fingers scratched at the handles without being able to open the doors. Then she turned the wheel and they had to jump aside to avoid getting run over. Mully sped away. Free! The seat belt buzzer was screaming at her and she automatically reached over to fasten the belt. As it settled across her chest, she jumped at the sensation of it rubbing against one of her new nipple rings. The electric jolts of pleasure it sent through her body almost caused her to swerve off the road. Damn! She slowed down and made a few random turns in case Sculder and the woman got some car to follow her. Time for plan B. She really hated it when she had to go to plan B, but she had to concede that it had been a good call of Operations Control to send the two of them. If she'd gone in alone she would probably not have been able to escape the clutches of Dr Green and if Sculder had been on his own he would definitively have been lost and that could have been messy. She punched in the address to the post box company in the car's GPS and slowly navigated towards it. The small side street was empty apart for a couple of teenagers fucking in a park while a group of boys looked on and masturbated, pre-cum glistening in the sunlight on the rings in their cocks. It was spreading. She'd have to move fast. The office of the post box company was handled by an elderly woman who greeted Mully with un-veiled surprise as she entered with only Sculder's over-size jacket over her latex body suit, the hood hanging loosely across her shoulder. "What can I help you with, dear?" the woman asked and Mully was not at all surprised to see a flash of metal as she quickly licked her lips. "I'd love to stop and play," Mully replied, twisting her shoulder to give the woman a glimpse of her latex suit and a pierced nipple through the V-cut of the jacket. "But I'm in a hurry. I need to pick up a parcel and then I have to go to the Farm." "Of course. Business before pleasure." The woman examined Mully's ID-card carefully and, nodding to herself, vanished into an inner room to return with a box. "Heavy," she commented. "Yes," Mully agreed. "I always send one of these out to myself express when I go on an assignment. It would go back if I didn't pick it up in a few days but I obviously don't want that now." The woman laughed and Mully walked out to a parting call of "Call in any time you want!". She dumped the box in the trunk of the car and set out through the side streets again. Where to now? As she risked crossing Main Street, she caught a glimpse of Dr Green speeding by in a car. Going away from her office. Good, that settles things. Lucky. She headed towards the coroner's office and hid the car behind the building. The coolness of the room didn't bother her, despite her thin clothing and as soon as she was safely inside, she took a moment to examine her new nipple piercings. As she had surmised. Already perfectly healed. Something in the rings made the encapsulating tunnel of skin around them grow in mere minutes as opposed to the months needed for a normal piercing. Fascinating! Next, she spread the contents of her box out all over the autopsy table. Some of the items she lined up would have given electronics geeks wet dreams for weeks, but most of them they would not have recognized at all. Working quickly yet quietly in dimmed light, she eventually produced a small prototype which she gingerly carried to the cooler room where she pulled out the dead sheriff's body and sat her gadget down next to it. She zipped open the body bag to verify that the right body was still in it and that his ring was still in place. Gingerly touching it with her finger she felt the strange tingling sensation again but it was when she accidentally moved one of her newly pierced nipples near the sheriff's penis that she got a surprising jolt of pleasure. Shit, that was even stronger than when Sculder had fucked her! There must be some synergy so that when two person's rings got close, they re-enforced each other. Fighting down a mad desire to jump up on the table and start humping the corpse, she set up her prototype's timer to fire in two minutes and then stepped away. The protective smock she slipped on looked like it was made of little more than aluminum foil but it was obviously surprisingly resilient, as it slid on without tearing or crinkling. Glancing at her watch, she counted the seconds. 3, 2, 1, 0. The watch stopped. Mully's eyes widened. That she wasn't prepared for. Silly. She should have kept it inside the coat. Glancing around the office, she verified that all computers had died as well as quite a lot of other expensive electronic gadgetry that was suddenly completely black. Oh-oh. Returning to the dead sheriff, she touched his PA ring and nodded to herself. Success. Now, to beef up the power supply and wrap it all in a suitable container. The first major setback came when she tried to call the head geek back at tech central. Her cell phone was fried, as were all push-button phones in the entire building. Luckily, she found an old rotary-dial phone that let her dial out and got through. The geek was a bit miffed that she called again as he said he'd already given the data to Sculder but she yelled at him to mind his own business and just give her the address to the farm. Next setback was the car. It wouldn't start! All its electronics were completely dead. BIG setback! Mully started worrying that her plan might not have been so good after all. Time for a quick scan of the area. Fifteen minutes later, any late passers would have seen the unlikely sight of a woman riding a bicycle clad in only near-transparent latex and a man's jacket wrapped and tied under the bike's frame between her legs to hold some heavy object that kept bumping into her pedaling feet. The rings in her nipples swung freely under her breasts as she pushed the 12-speed racer as fast as she could down the streets of the empty town. Fortunately, there were no late passers and she could ride without being noticed. UN fortunately, not only were there no people around, but there were also no cars or other suitable vehicles agent Mully could steal and she was running out of both time and ideas. Until, finally, her luck changed and she spotted a lone convertible car turning a corner and pulling into the diner's parking lot. The driver stepped out and walked over to a side entrance to let herself in. Mully recognized her immediately; the waitress she and Sculder had noticed at lunch. Finally! This way it was going to be even better than she had first planned. Ditching the bike and the jacket behind a garage, she snuck up to the car. Her own watch was dead but the clock on the car's dash showed just before nine. She tweaked a dial on the heavy object and shoved it in under the front passenger seat. Then she walked towards the dark diner. The X3m-Files Inside the diner, Brittany, the waitress, was picking up some supplies when she heard the back door open. She quickly ducked behind a counter and peeked down the aisle. A shape was staggering into the kitchen. "Who's there?" Brittany yelled. "Please help me," a woman's voice said. "I'm hungry and I can't run any more." Brittany laughed to herself. The female agent who had tried to run away when the process was already begun. Poor thing! "Come here and I'll get you something to eat," she called out. "You must be a complete mess after all you've gone through." She turned on a light and went to fetch a left-over sandwich from the fridge. She handed it over to the woman who devoured it like crazy. Brittany feasted her eyes on the svelte body in front of her. Still encased in latex except for the head, nipples and crotch. The nipples with their new rings stood erect and the woman's protruding labia were swollen and shining wet. She must be desperately horny and frustrated by now. Silently removing her own dress, Brittany licked her lips, enjoying the feel of the ring as it tickled her. "You poor thing," she said softly as she approached the woman. "Let me take care of you." Mully saw the waitress in the corner of her eye but made no move to escape. When the woman's hands slid over her body to grab her breasts and knead her nipples, she leaned back and met the waitress' mouth with hers. The pierced tongue sent waves of ecstasy through her, just as she had anticipated and she sucked it into her mouth greedily. Losing herself in the pleasure, she caressed the other woman's breasts, thrilling at the tingling in her hands as she touched the nipple-rings before sliding one hand down the waitress' stomach to her hairless cunt and the rings in her labia. "My name is Vixen," Mully whispered. "Stick that electric tongue of yours into my pussy and I'll let you do anything you want with me." "I'm Brittany," the waitress replied. "First I'll give you the best eating-out of your life and then I'll make you completely like me. Do you want that?" "Yes, I want you to pierce me everywhere!" "Lie back on the counter!" Mully lay back and Brittany leaned forward to lift her legs and place them on her own shoulders. As soon as Brittany's tongue-ring touched Mully's pussy, she felt again the total ecstatic pleasure she had experienced when Sculder fucked her. Abandoning herself totally to the sensations, Mully screamed out with pleasure as she came again and again, each time more intensely, under Brittany's tongue and fingers. After a while, Brittany moved over to lie down on top of Mully in a 69 position. Mully greedily sucked the pierced labia into her mouth as soon as they came into reach and delighted in the way they tasted and how they sent waves of extra pleasure through her tongue and lips. When Brittany buried her head in Mully's crotch again, the sensations became so overwhelming that Mully came in a final earth-shattering orgasm before again passing out. When Mully came to again, she looked down to see Brittany preparing her labia for piercing. On the counter-top she saw a filled box with the odd rings that all the townspeople wore. "Many," she managed to croak. Brittany looked up in surprise. "Yes, I have many," she agreed. "You're not going to try to run away or do something stupid again, are you?" "No, I want many," Mully said weakly. "I always wanted to get pierced but couldn't because of my job." "Well," Brittany hesitated. "These aren't like regular piercings, you must have figured that already. But they don't feel more just because you have more of them." "I still want them," Mully insisted. "I love the look and I'm sure I'll love the weight." "But they're thick," Brittany objected. "Your clit is never going to be able to take one." "It grows if you suck on it real hard," Mully explained. "And then the ring will keep it big and hard all the time. I want that! "OK," Brittany shrugged. "Anything to please." Brittany quickly clamped and pierced Mully's labia four times in each lip, inner and outer, for a total of sixteen. When she was done, she ran her hand over Mully's metal-rimmed crotch and marveled at the weight of the rings that moved under her fingers. "That's so cool," she said. "I might ask somebody to do the same to me." "Do my clit and tongue and I'll do anything in the world you ask me to," Mully replied. Brittany smiled wickedly before diving in to start sucking hard on Mully's clitoris. When Brittany had placed the final rings in Mully's clit and tongue, they switched places and Mully gave the waitress similar double rows of labia rings as she had just received herself. As soon as they were done, Brittany jumped down and experimentally wiggled her hips to test the sensation of the unaccustomed mass of rings tugging at her sex. She marveled at the feeling of weight and looked at Mully who smiled and approached her. They were the same height so when Mully placed her hands on Brittany's hips and pulled her towards herself, their nipples met point-on and both moaned with pleasure at the electric jolts of sensation that ran through them. Kissing deeply, they lay down on a couch in the tiny office and rubbed their groins together. "I need something big inside me," Mully complained. "Give me your hand!" Brittany's eyes widened at the request but she slipped down to kneel on the floor next to the couch. Testing the dripping wetness of Mully's cunt with first one finger and then two, she soon had the joined tips of all five fingers at Mully's opening and Mully was grasping her wrist with both hands, pushing it into herself. Brittany marveled at the way Mully's vagina expanded to take her whole hand in and soon she had Mully's rows of new pussy rings like a bracelet around her wrist. Leaning forward to suck Mully's ringed clitoris into her mouth, she moved her hand back and forth inside Mully's body. Mully, in turn, simply lay back and enjoyed as wave after wave of ecstasy swept through her body. Chapter 8 The interior of the old barn looked like some mad witch-hunter's pipe dream, with naked people everywhere, some copulating, some engaged in oral sex and some just milling around like in a twisted cocktail party, greeting old friends with a brief squeeze to a tit or fondle of cock-and-balls, as appropriate, before continuing on to the next group of people. At the center of one wall, a pair of chairs were set on a small dais. On them, a pair of larger-than-life figures sat, like royalty on thrones, both with heavy rings in strawberry-sized nipples on their chests. A pair of normally-sized humans were currently kneeling between their legs, performing oral service on each. As a disturbance broke out near the back of the barn, the pair irritatedly pushed away their servants and stood up. "Finally!" the male said with a booming deep voice. "What news of the escaped female?" "She's here," Brittany's voice responded as she pushed through the mass of people, dragging her newly-found friend with her. "Excellent," the female said in a rich contralto voice that carried just as far as her partner's. "Bring her to us." The crowd parted to let Brittany and Mully pass. Appreciative glances and even wolf whistles from both males and females accompanied their progress towards the dais. Brittany had donned her skimpy dress again but Mully was still in her latex suit and the amazing mass of metal in her newly pierced labia hung out, not only visible to all but also audibly clanging as she walked. They paused in front of the two giants who both smiled wickedly at Mully. "Tired of running?" The man's voice was painfully loud at close distance but Mully didn't flinch. She just looked calmly at him and waited. At his gesture, she dropped to her knees in front of him. He sat down. "Come," he ordered with the silly smile of someone who thinks he has just made a very witty pun. "And if you're good I will make you come like you never have before." Mully moved up to him, still on her knees, and took his pierced cock in her mouth. Despite the immense size of the rest of his body, his penis was unexpectedly small. Below average for Caucasian men, if Mully was a fair judge. And given the extensive experience she had gathered, she most definitely was a fair judge, she mused as she worked her head up and down his shaft. It didn't even reach her throat, not that she would have had any problems even if it had. But what it lacked in size, it made up in hardness, she had to concede. It was stiff with protruding veins and Mully thoroughly enjoyed the sensations of it. The heavy-gague PA ring was considerably thicker than the one Sculder had been given and Mully felt immediately that the pleasure radiating from it was even more intense than what came from the lesser rings. "Enjoy it while it lasts," Mully thought to herself before abandoning all high-level conscious thought and surrendering to the hedonistic joys of the orgy. An hour later, Mully forced herself to look around and assess the scene before her. The cock in her ass just had to be Sculder's, she was sure no-one else in the barn could match his un-natural size. The hand in her cunt was Brittany's and the loose vagina she herself was double-fisting belonged to the huge woman. The giant man was fucking Brittany from behind and throughout the entire building, similar activities were going on. She allowed herself one final orgasm before she expelled the surprised Brittany's arm from her vagina with a forceful push of her internal muscles and stood up. "OK, everyone," she shouted. "The party is over. It's been great fun and I really wish there was some other way but I'm afraid I have to rain on your wonderful parade." "What are you talking about, crazy woman?" The giant's booming voice held a tell-tale note of confusion. Mully should not have been able to just break out of the orgy like that. "Look," she explained patiently. "It's all quite obvious. You two are artificial constructs, vat-grown and programmed with personality memories from your robot ship." "Who told you this?" "I didn't need to be told. It was clear from the beginning. You come from some culture across the galaxy and you've probably sent similar ships towards just about any promising solar system you've been able to detect. You're preparing this planet so that you can set up a beacon and send for more of your kind, now that you've established that this is a suitable target. But you totally forgot to think about one huge detail." "What?" "What if somebody else had thought of the same idea first?" Mully took a lot of perverse pleasure from watching the two giants' faces as the implications of her words sank in. "Didn't you find it an odd co-incidence that a complete DNA image of the dominant species just happened to be broadcasting as your ship approached? It's going all the time, in fact, just for the benefit of such as you. Except that if you'd bothered to think about it, you'd have seen that there were slight details that were wrong. Your size, for example. You're a full 50% larger than normal humans. Except your genitals, of course. I'm afraid our engineers have played a nasty joke on you both, providing you with such a mis-matched pair." "Size isn't important," the huge male objected but Mully saw the shadow of sadness in the female's eyes and knew she had hit home. "And where better to place the representatives of the other cultures, than in the agency in charge of tracking down new such anomalies? There's a whole lot of us, in fact. Peacefully co-existing and making sure no rogue types come and rock our comfortable boat. If you'd made a sensible approach, tried to blend in and study, we might have welcomed you into our secret alliance. But this, she made a sweeping gesture around the barn, is too much. Too conspicuous. I'm afraid I have to stop it. Pity. I haven't had such a good fuck in years. The rings were a fun innovation and I'm sure we'll be able to come up with some more acceptable use of the technology. But for now this will be over." "You're bluffing!" The big man rose in fury but Mully held her ground. "Brittany," she turned to the naked waitress at her feet. "That wrist-watch of yours, is it accurate?" Brittany nodded. "Then I advise you all to stand apart and not touch each other's jewelery. I suspect that it may be a bit painful. Do it, NOW!" The command in Mully's sudden order was so compelling that all in the barn automatically obeyed. Confused, they stood watching her and each other as she counted down the seconds on Brittany's watch. A minute passed, then one more. Just as the crowd started getting restless and the huge pair began re-gaining their composure, a sudden surge of agony hit every single person in the barn and even Mully, who had been expecting it, was almost knocked over by it. A blinding flash of pain from each body-ring, followed by intense heat. Staggering, she cursed at herself for her stupidity in having had Brittany perform so many piercings on her. The heat in the huge mass of metal in her genitals was burning. She was going to get blisters on her most sensitive skin. Inside her clit, for heaven's sake! She bit her lip and forced herself to ignore the pain as she looked out over the crowd and saw that to a man (and woman!) they were clutching at their groins and tits in pain. As Mully focused on the slow but steady cooling of her rings, she looked at the two giants who were still writhing on the barn floor. Their heavier jewelery had conducted lots more current and now hurt correspondingly more. One by one, the people around her looked around at one another and seemed to realize that they were all nude in a barn. Slowly, they began searching for their clothes as Sculder came up to Mully. "They really got me," he admitted sheepishly. "Thanks for saving my ass." "No sweat," she smiled. "Apology accepted." "What happens to all of them now?" he asked and gestured at the confused townspeople. "A containment crew is already on their way," Mully replied. "We'll find their ship, seal it off and move it to the new Area, number 52. The people here will forget most of how it all happened but they will probably have a deep liking for body jewelery for the rest of their lives. Which is just as well, considering that the alloy seems quite tough so they will find their rings hard to remove. I suspect they'll cut themselves off from their neighbors and keep a close community. You know, another odd little town where strangers aren't welcome. Look, there's the cavalry now." The barn door burst open and a SWAT team came running in, followed by Mr. Skimmer from Operations Control. He quickly walked over to Sculder and Mully. "Good job, Mully," he said without showing the least bit of surprise at her nakedness or the massive amounts of metal now adorning her body. "Sculder, go get some clothes and assist the containment crew. I need a de-briefing from Mully." With surprising humbleness, Sculder scurried off and Mully was alone with Skimmer. The details were going to have to wait and the broad story was quickly told, so presently he nodded with approval. "There's really just one thing I don't understand," he said. "Why did you go ahead with all these piercings? You could have just hot-wired Brittany's car and gone here with the EMP device without them. And why partake in the orgy?" "Aww, come on, boss! A girl's got to have some fun when the chance comes up. And when would I ever have the time to get piercings to heal if I didn't jump at the opportunity now? Not to mention having Sculder get a permanent PA-hole in his cock. That alone was worth the blisters from the burn-out when the superconductors fried. Pity, though, that I'll have to have mine cut open. But I could never go on an airplane with this mass of metal on me. Still, all the holes are healed so I'll be able to use regular jewelry in them when I feel like playing. That's going to be nice." Skimmer smiled crookedly at her. "Pity you had to fry all their rings," he said. "It would have been fun to study them." "Look in the trunk of Brittany's car," Mully replied. "I stashed her remaining unused rings in there, wrapped in my protective smock. They should have made it through. And you know what they said in Pulp Fiction. Tongue piercings really do help fellatio. Even without extra electro-neural stimulation." With that, she licked her lips with her pierced tongue, dropped to her knees in front of Skimmer and undid his pants. As they fell to his ankles, a cock even more stupendously big than Sculder's was revealed and Mully licked her lips again. As the giant woman next to them awoke from her stupor and looked up at them, her eyes grew wide in astonishment when she saw Mully dislocate her own jaw, like a snake swallowing a large prey, in order to take Skimmer's arm-sized member down her throat. The alien watched in horror how Mully's throat bulged as the fist-sized glans passed down to disappear behind her clavicles. Somehow, Mully was still able to breathe through her nostrils as she held her lips pressed against Skimmer's groin. "You see," Skimmer said, turning to the horrified giant woman and licking his lips with a tongue long enough to reach his own chest. "It's all a matter of choosing body modifications the humans can't readily spot on the outside!"