****** Crossover: The Circle by Blackstar ******
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Crossover: The Circle


The expedition stood around craning their necks as the shuttle rose into the
sky, returning to the waiting freighter, the interstellar vessel wasn't cheap
to run, and it wasn't planning to hang around Aluza losing money babysitting a
bunch of fossil hunters.

"Alone at last," John grinned and slid his arm around Rachel.

She brushed it off, "Yeah just you me and ten other people I'd rather spend
time with!" She stalked off. John sighed; he had thought Rachel was the most
beautiful thing he had ever seen. Long legged and tanned, with shoulder length
brown hair, blue eyes, and the most gorgeous 'stick your cock in me' mouth, and
her breasts! They were like ripe melons begging to be picked. Unfortunately the
first time she saw him he had taken a bet from his roommate and tried a root
from Naral VI. As a result he had been giggling like a loon grabbed her tits,
and then thrown up all over her, and Rachel wasn't the sort of girl to forgive
that sort of behavior easily, but John wasn't the kind of guy to give up
easily.

This was why John had joined Professor Arnelius' class on comparative evolution
and culture to be near her, and why he had volunteered for this field trip to a
barely explored star system. The professor hadn't been keen to take him, but he
needed six students to get funding, and there weren't many willing to abandon
the comfort of Nova Terra Alpha for a tent on another planet. John looked
around at his fellow expedition members, who were already busy setting up the
base camp. There was the professor, fifty plus and totally bald, too busy with
his work to take time for regeneration treatments, and his daughter Alena. She
was sixteen and pretty cute, blonde hair down to her waist and a slim athletic
body. She was also several times smarter than John, which would have turned him
off even if her father couldn't have thrown him out of school. There were four
more students, three girls and a guy, the girls were good looking, centuries of
genetic testing and selection practically guaranteed that, but not in the same
class as Rachel, and the guy was a total loser, so no competition. The last two
were the survival experts/security detail, a husband and wife team. He was
cybernetically enhanced, giving him superhuman strength and speed, she was just
pumped up, solidly muscled, but with great curves, John wasn't sure about the
rather short hair, but she was so tall his face would be pressed into her tits
anyway so anything above the neck was irrelevant. John smiled, he would give
Rachel a week, and if she didn't unfreeze, well he would still have three weeks
to get lucky.

John's dreams were often of the erotic variety, usually pretty straight forward
ones involving finding naked girls in his shower, but the one he had the first
night on the planet was a whole different ballgame. He was hiding amongst the
trees at the edge of a forest, watching a primitive human settlement, soon he
saw a female figure walking towards the woods, she was wearing a long black
dress and a kind of white bonnet that covered her hair, she was so covered up
in fact that it was difficult to tell anything about her looks, but the way she
moved betrayed a lithe, supple body. He trailed the girl, she was carrying a
bucket and he soon discovered her destination, a stream near the edge of the
trees. As she bent to fill the bucket he pounced, clamping one hand over her
mouth and the other around her waist he yanked her off the ground, knocking the
breath out of her in the process. He ran into the woods with his captive until
he came to a large tree, he put her down and shoved her against it, then he
took a length of vine he must have found earlier and tied it round her wrist,
then he took the other end right round the tree before binding her other wrist.
The girls' arms were tightly pulled back around the trunk, and she was held in
a standing position. Moving back round he pulled the white bonnet off her head,
long red hair spilled out past her shoulders, he tipped her face up, she had
green eyes and pale freckled skin, and the eyes were full of terror, she opened
her mouth to scream and he shoved the crumpled bonnet into it to gag her. He
turned his attention to her clothes, he began to tear apart the long black
dress and her woolen undergarments, revealing apple sized breasts with large
pink nipples, and a belly and legs kept firm and shapely by hard work, the
downy nature of the hair between her legs confirmed that she wasn't more than
fifteen or sixteen.

He began to go to work on her, the fingers of his left hand began to massage
their way into her pussy while his mouth enclosed each of her nipples in turn,
sucking and biting them until they were rock hard. His hand soon confirmed two
things, she was a virgin, and she was getting wet. He looked up into her face,
she was till scared, but the blush on her cheeks and her panting breath told
him she was aroused as well, she was more than ready. He positioned himself and
thrust into her, lifting her a good two feet off the ground as he did so, she
screamed through the gag as he tore through her hymen, but he carried on
pumping into her, pushing her up and down the tree trunk as he did so. After a
time the violence of the act caused the gag to come loose, but she was beyond
calling for help, all that came from her mouth were groans and squeals, she had
locked her legs around him, letting him get deeper inside, and she rewarded his
efforts, with an ear shattering scream as she came, almost immediately he shot
his load into her, each jet of cum producing an answering spasm in the girl.

When he was finally finished he undid the vine from one of the girls wrists and
lashed them together in front of her, leaving a dangling end that he used to
pull her along as he went deeper into the woods, the girl marched along,
totally naked, without so much as a murmur, her spirit seemed totally crushed,
then they came to a clearing, with five tall stone pillars. They were perfectly
straight vertically, but the had a triangular shape horizontally, only as he
led the girl into the stones did she begin to struggle but it was far too late,
and then? And then John found himself lying staring up at ceiling of the
shelter, with an unpleasantly sticky feeling around his groin.

John was pretty groggy the next morning, he had to clean up the mess he made
before anyone else found out, and then he hadn't been able to get back to
sleep. There hadn't been any sympathy from any of the others either, the
professor was going to show them his big secret this morning, and no one was
getting out of what turned out to be a two mile hike through the twisted
greenery that passed for trees on this world. He couldn't shake the dream from
his mind, it was so totally different from the usual, and what was the whole
thing with the columns? Thinking about the columns it took a few seconds for
him to realize that he was staring at them.

John stood there awestruck as the professor explained excitedly,

"The civilization that existed here a hundred thousand years ago was almost
totally erased, only contours in the land and a few structures built on an
airless moon have survived, or so everyone thought until this was discovered."

"Well there's nothing to say that this was built by them, its just stone. It
would have weathered away," Alena pointed out.

"Well if it was deposited here by a later race that's even more intriguing."

The other male student, Peter, was taking a ball of line and winding it round
the perimeter of the stones. John grabbed the ball out of his hand,

"That's not right." He began to wind the cord around the stones in a more
intricate pattern and when he finished it the professor nodded and smiled.

"Yes a five pointed star, a pentacle, very good John. Yes the shape and
orientation of the stones do indeed seem to indicate that was what they were
intended to suggest, fairly basic geometry, but interesting nonetheless."

After a long day measuring every millimeter of the stones and the surrounding
ground John found he was exhausted but unable to sleep, the whole thing with
the stones was freaking him out, he had never seen so much as a photograph of
them, but somehow he had dreamed them. He grabbed his jacket and marched out
into the night. The cord he had laid out was still strung between the pillars,
and it was difficult to see in the moonlight, but John found his way into the
center of the pentacle. He had no idea what he was expecting, he just needed to
try and figure out what was messing with his head.

*WE ARE*

John jumped several feet into the air, "What the fuck, someone's got a screwed
up sense of humour!"

*WE ARE VERY SERIOUS; AND VERY REAL; THE GIRL KNEW THAT. *

"The girl, the redhead in my dream?" Who the hell are you talking to? John
thought to himself, the voice seemed to be ringing in his head, he couldn't
tell where it came from.

*WE ARE, 'ELSEWHERE', THE GIRL WAS REAL, WHAT YOU SAW HAPPENED A VERY LONG TIME
AGO, WE SENT OUT VISIONS TO ALL OF YOU, BUT ONLY YOU RESPONDED."

"Responded?"

*YOUR PHYSICAL REACTION, AND COMING HERE.*

John finally had to concede, the voice was entirely inside his head, he had
totally cracked.

*YOU ARE NOT INSANE, WE WILL PROVE IT, SHOW US WHAT YOU WANT, FOCUS ON IT. *

Unthinkingly an image of Rachel passed through Johns mind.

*YES! THAT IS MORE THAN ACCEPTABLE*

I truly am insane John decided, but he found himself focusing on that image of
Rachel in next to nothing. Something seemed to rise up through John's feet and
out through his head. When it passed he stood shaking, that had been something
physical, something real.

*YES IT WAS REAL, YOU WILL SEE SOON. BE WARNED FOR NOW OUR POWER IS LIMITED,
YOU WILL HAVE TO TAKE ACTION*

John had no idea what that meant, but still he found himself just standing
there, waiting.

Twenty minutes later he was still there, at least that was what his watch said,
it didn't seem quite that long. There was a rustling sound among the greenery,
and johns jaw literally dropped as Rachel stepped out and walked towards the
stones. It was obvious that Rachel could see someone standing there, and she
was coming to see whom it was. As she came up beside him he could see the look
of disgust on her face.

"Why are you here? Your not pulling some kind of stunt are you?" Her tone was
full of suspicion.

"You won't believe this but I was waiting to see if you showed up."

Rachel snorted, "Yeah right." She turned to walk away

*IT IS YOUR CHOICE NOW*

The voice rang in Johns head, and there was more, a sensation of coldness, of
utter contempt, and he somehow knew he was seeing what was in Rachel's head,
nothing he said or did would change that, she despised him, she would never
willingly lay so much as a finger on him. John was suddenly filled with rage,
arrogant bitch, how dare she? One little mistake and she thought he was dirt?
His hand lashed out and the edge struck Rachel's neck, she toppled to the
ground unconscious. John stood there shocked by what he had done, on the brink
of panic. He could go for help, claim some sort of accident.

*DO THAT OR DO WHAT YOU WANT DO, CHOOSE!*

He looked down at Rachel, she looked as though she was sleeping, and she looked
so good. John's mind was made up.

John stood there watching as Rachel came round, he was eager to see her
reaction to her position. He had stripped her naked, and had barely restrained
himself from just doing it then and there, but he had come up with a better
plan, or maybe the voice had, he was finding it more difficult to distinguish
its thoughts from his own. He had unwrapped the cord from around the stones and
cut it into four lengths. He tied one end of each cord to Rachel's wrists and
ankles, and the other to one of the stones, leaving Rachel stretched out
spread-eagled. It took Rachel a minute or so to focus on what was going on, to
believe what was happening. Then she saw John.

"You rotten bastard let me go! You're going to burn for this!"

John laughed, sending a chill through Rachel.

"I don't think so, you see either I've totally cracked up, or I've tapped into
something incredible." He knelt beside Rachel, "I can see what's in your head,
I know how scared you really are, All the things your thinking I might do to
you, the thing with the hot metal bar looks interesting, but to complicated for
the spur of the moment."

The look of astonishment that crossed Rachel's face told John he had hit the
mark.

"Guess I'm not crazy then. I'm not going to torture you like that, and I'm not
going to just stick my dick in you and come. You despise me, well I want you to
despise yourself twice as much!"

John moved his hand over Rachel's left breast and ran his finger round the
nipple, watching as it became erect, he was surprised at how long it was, and
how easily it hardened under his touch, he 'knew' this was her weak spot, he
could see in her mind how sensitive they were. He put his mouth over the hard
nipple and began to suck steadily, almost rhythmically. The effect on Rachel
was electric, little shivers began to run through her, and John caught her
running her tongue over her lips a couple of times, more he could feel the
change in her mind. He licked his fingertips and began to knead the right
breast while his mouth stayed on the left one. Now Rachel's body began to
writhe, and her breathing was becoming more panting, John squeezed both nipples
and Rachel moaned. He could see the changes in her mind, the fear still there,
but slowly sinking beneath a tide of excitement.

John moved his mouth to Rachel's right tit, and let his left hand work the
other breast, while the right stroked its way down her belly, working its way
towards her pussy. Rachel's mound was totally bare, and extremely sensitive as
john worked his fingers in, stroking the clit, slipping in to her wet tunnel.

"Oh god, god no, no!" John could feel Rachel losing it, hate, fear, disgust,
all being consumed by pure animal lust, she wanted him, she needed him. John
clumsily pulled his clothes off, unwilling to stop working Rachel's body, with
his new sense

It was like he was fucking her mind as well as her body. He positioned himself
on top of her, his dick was raging. He had never been this hard in his life! He
pushed the head of his cock into her pussy lips, feeling the tightness, the
heat, the wetness of her. Rachel felt the beginning of this penetration,

"Ohhhhh Johnnnn!" she moaned out, and John felt something he had never known
before in his life, the feeling of total, utter triumph. He slammed his cock
home, releasing a squeal of animal pleasure. John fucked Rachel hard, half
expecting to cum instantly so strong were the sensations, but from somewhere he
found reserves of control. Rachel was incredibly tight, and John knew why, he
could see more than emotions now, he could see every corner of Rachel's mind,
the fact that she had only been with one guy before, and that been terrible,
every fantasy, every secret, all open to him. From now on Rachel was totally at
his mercy, it was too much, John shot his load into Rachel, pouring shot after
shot of cum into her, as he did so Rachel responded with an orgasm, her mind
exploded, it was like a brilliant burst of light. Almost instantly the light
was sucked into darkness, consumed in some unfathomable fashion.

John stood watching Rachel afterwards, her body was still drawn taut by the
cords, and it was covered with sweat. There was cum leaking out of her, and yet
her face was a picture of total satisfaction. Passion quickly faded, and Rachel
came back to her senses, realising what she had done she burst into tears, John
laughed, the bitch was his now!

*NO SHE IS OURS*

As the voice spoke a shadow seemed to pass over Rachel, when it was gone so was
she, the loops that had held her wrists and ankles lay limp on the ground.

"What have you done!?" John demanded.

*WATCH, SHARE OUR PLEASURES AS WE SHARED YOURS*

*******

Rachel landed on smooth, blood red stone, the breath knocked from her body. She
was mentally as well as physically stunned, no sooner had John finished his
rape of her among the stones than the ground seemed to swallow her up and
deposited her here. As she recovered her breath and began to look around she
realised that she hadn't simply fallen down a hole, some instinct told her she
was far beyond the world of Aluza. Twisted red stone buildings spread out in
all directions, and the ground itself curved upwards not downwards as it
reached the horizon, the world was a hollow sphere, nothing like it could
exist, it was impossible.

Rachel was so taken aback by her surroundings that she didn't even notice the
beings that began to surround her, they however were focused on her tanned
skin, her round heaving breasts, her full pouting mouth, and finally on her
great blue eyes, which filled with horror as she finally became aware that she
was being watched. Demons! The word echoed through Rachel's brain, almost the
image of the beasts of ancient folklore. They were seven feet tall, great horns
sprouting from their foreheads. Their skin was like black leather, and their
legs ended in cloven hooves, their arms ended in long fingered, clawed hands.
They had tails, long thick tails that seemed to move under control, like an
extra limb ending in a broad spike like organ.

As two of the creatures moved towards her Rachel found herself on her feet and
running in the opposite direction. She could still feel the stickiness of
John's cum on her thighs, she wanted to believe this was all a dream, she was
still asleep in her shelter, the alien world giving alien dreams, but it was
all to vivid, too solid for her to convince herself.

A creature stepped out in front of her and Rachel stumbled to a halt, falling
to her knees. The creature reached down and grabbed her by her shoulders,
hoisting her up so she was dangling at eye level. The creature's eyes were
large, yellow and almond shaped, with catlike irises. It locked its stare on
Rachel, she twisted her head trying to avoid its gaze, but eventually a sort of
horrid fascination forced her to look it in the face, and once she did she
couldn't break away, the creatures eyes bored into her. Rachel went limp in the
creatures grasp, and it swung her into its arms properly. Inside Rachel was
sick with fear, but she just hung there in the beast's arms, she could feel the
smooth warmth of its skin, and its long hard talons brushing her, but she
couldn't make her arms and legs move.

The creature reached a small square amongst tall buildings, in the center of
which was a stone table, or rather an altar, a sacrificial alter Rachel
couldn't help thinking fearfully. The creature laid her down surprisingly
gently, with her feet dangling over the end. The beast grasped Rachel by her
knees and pulled them up and apart, leaving the soles of her feet firmly
planted on the altar, and her pussy completely exposed. The creature stood
alongside Rachel and ran its talons over her body, not applying enough pressure
to break the skin, but firmly enough that her nipples hardened like rocks as
its fingers passed over them, the creature laughed cruelly, the first sound she
had heard any of them make. Rachel felt the beings long tail brushing over her
belly, moving down towards her thighs, it occurred to Rachel that she hadn't
seen any genitalia on the creatures, and she suddenly understood the full
function of the 'tail'.

The tip of this super phallus found her slit and began to push inside, slowly
at first, gradually stretching open Rachel's vagina and exploring the length of
her love tunnel. It advanced until she felt a spasm of pain as it pushed on the
tip of her cervix, and then it halted, as though satisfied that it understood
the dimensions of its victim. The creature whipped its tail back, almost
pulling completely out of Rachel. The sensation was incredible, the slow steady
pressure and pain as the creature had advanced into her Rachel could only
imagine was like child birth in reverse, but when it pulled out... There were
some kind of ridges under the skin of the tail, which had been pushed flat as
it pushed in, but folded out as it pulled back, setting off every nerve ending
in her vagina pussy and clit, with a single stroke the creature had sent her
into orgasm. Now it began to thrust in and out of her rapidly, Rachel found her
paralysis fading, but she was still incapable of taking any action, the surges
of pleasure and pain leaving her incapable of anything more than writhing and
screaming.

A second creature stood beside the first, and its tail began to slide
underneath that of the other creature, rubbing its tip against the shaft of the
beast that was raping Rachel, coating it with her juices. Then it moved down to
her tight sphincter and drove itself into her anus. Rachel let out an animal
scream, the pain was beyond belief, as it thrust again she began another
scream, only to be stifled as the tip of a third tail thrust between her lips
and into her throat, it was all she could do not to choke, she tried to
concentrate on breathing through her nose, but the thrusting in her pussy and
ass made it almost impossible, she was being twisted helplessly by the
thrusting action of the three tails.

The beasts weren't finished either, one more came up to either side of Rachel
and each wrapped its tail around one of her breasts, squeezing it so it swelled
and the nipple stood proud, stretched beyond its normal limits. Now the beasts
leaned over and opened their mouths, long thin tongues stretched down and
pushed into the nipples, forcing their way into her breasts. The pain was so
great that she tried to bite down on the phallus driving its way in and out of
her throat, but she made no impact, indeed the pressure just seemed to excite
the creature more. The pain faded after a few moments and an odd sensation
began to build in Rachel's tits, the beasts withdrew their tongues and to her
astonishment white liquid squirted into the animal's mouths, she was lactating!
They were milking her! This was the final straw, Rachel's brain was already in
sensory overload and now it collapsed, from here on in her body bucked and
writhed only from instinct, the skin of her belly and throat visibly stretching
and collapsing as the creatures thrust in and out of her. She didn't even react
when the raping phalluses spewed vast quantities of cum inside her, filling her
vagina, anus, and mouth with thick dark liquid, and the others squeezed her
breasts almost to bursting point to force the last drop of milk from her. The
large creatures abandoned Rachel on the slab, she was too far-gone to do
anything now, and two smaller creatures came up next her. They resembled frogs
with fangs, and grasping claws, each took one of Rachel's wrists and bit down,
the left one began to suck, greedily consuming Rachel's blood, the other
however began pumping something into her, a dark green liquid that began to
move through her veins.

It took time but some part of Rachel's mind returned, she had little memory of
who she was, or how she came to be here, but on some level she knew her skin
shouldn't be an olive color, and she felt a terror she could no longer
understand as her belly swelled and something moved inside her.

**********

John realized he was still standing in the stone circle, and that at some point
he had ejaculated again.

"I don't understand; why did you do that?"

*SEX, PAIN, DEATH, THESE THINGS RELEASE ENERGY, WE CONSUME THAT ENERGY. OUR
ABILITY TO EXIST IN YOUR UNIVERSE IS LIMITED, WE MUST CREATE HYBRIDS, OR FIND
WILLING SUBJECTS TO MERGE WITH.*

"That is why you came to me, you want to 'merge' with me?"

*YES, MERGED WITH YOU I CAN MOVE FREELY, INVISIBLE TO YOUR PEOPLE.*

"Great for you, what do I get out of it?" An idle corner of John was still
thinking this was insane, but after all he had seen he was willing to believe
anything.

*MY POWER, IT WILL GROW AS I CONSUME MORE ENERGY, AND THAT POWER WILL BE AT
YOUR DISPOSAL, YOU WILL NOT SIMPLY SEE MINDS, YOU WILL OWN THEM.*

John hesitated for a second, but the truth was after the taste of power he had
felt he wanted more, there was really no choice.

"Ok, what do we do?"

*IT IS DONE* The voice was part of John, he could feel the world around him in
a new way, and as though born on the wind, he could faintly sense the minds of
the people at the camp. John dressed with a huge smile on his face; there were
still three weeks here plenty of time, plenty of time.

END OF PART ONE...

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