A Slimy Friend

Author's note: Am adding codes as needed… not sure exactly where this is headed. Comments and suggestions appreciated.

Also The NASA aspect of this story is entirely fictional. Just in case someone from NASA decides to read this.

Thank you Reilloc for your great review.

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"She was spread-eagled by the end of it, man," Hadden Grant said, shifting his weight. He was waiting in the coffee line at his office's cafeteria coffee place. "I'm telling you, you have to see this tape."

"How much length did it get in there?" Luke Mason murmured, glancing around the crowded room. Hadden nudged his friend and coworker's shoulder, grinning like a madman. "Careful how you phrase things, Hadden," Luke growled.

Hadden ran a hand through his hazel hair and shook his head. "At least a foot. I didn't measure. The noises were freaky. I didn't want to stay in the room long." Hadden had been working at NASA for two years now, after a lengthy college internship. He'd met Luke as soon as the two had been assigned to the Pet Project.

The Pet Project had started eighteen months ago, when a large group of alien creatures were found on the southern coast of Hawaii. NASA scientists had established that the creatures definitely were not of Earthly origins. Experiments had been kept light until now. Most of Hadden's superiors were afraid of damaging their specimens.

Except Luke.

Luke was one of the leaders of the Pet Project. He designed the creatures' living quarters: glass terrariums, cooled to a temperature of twenty-two degrees below zero (Celsius), lined with damp sand and punctuated with greenery.

He had been the one to discover the sex markings of the aliens as well. The females were larger and contained a hollow area in the bulbous head. So far, the hypothesis was that the empty sac was used to carry fertilized embryos; though nothing had yet happened to show whether the aliens bore eggs or live young.

Luke was interested in unusual and extensive experimentation. He had been infatuated with the idea of aliens since childhood; and he did not want NASA regulations and skittish scientists to ruin his dreams now.

"All right," Hadden murmured, as they moved up a space in line. He draped an arm around Luke shoulders -- quite a stretch, considering Luke was six three and Hadden five ten. "The big question: do we do it again?" He had been thinking about this ever since viewing the tape. He couldn't do it without Luke.

For a moment, the older man said nothing. Then he glared at Hadden and pushed his arm off his shoulders. "Of course. Did they teach you nothing in college? What's the use of experiments without reproducible results?" he hissed.

"So where do we get… a test subject?" Hadden asked, heat swimming in his dark brown eyes. He'd seen Jenna again yesterday; she was a little foggy about what had happened to her this weekend, but she didn't seem to remember a thing about what had gone on at his house. Thank goodness for Rohypnol.

Luke's eyes shifted to the girl at the counter.

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Kandace was eighteen, had blond hair that reached past her shoulders, and possessed a body cultivated through years of cheerleading. Her family was Texan through and through: they had put their little girl in cheerleading camp at the tender age of five.

But Kandace wasn't very tender anymore. And she certainly wasn't little.

She was nearly bursting out of her snug white shirt with a 36C bra, red today. She thought her green apron covered up the straps, but it didn't. The harsh light of the store showed the skin tone of her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt. When she turned around to walk over to the coffee machines, customers drooled at her ass, encased in snug black shorts. She'd shaved her legs that morning, though, so no one could tell if she was blond all the way.

She was.

Ever since her family had moved away from Houston, she'd been feeling anxious. Like something bad was going to happen in D.C., though she couldn't begin to guess at the reason why. She had just graduated high school and now worked at the Goddard Space Center cafeteria.

Sighing to herself, she looked up at the next two men in line. The younger looking one looked right at her breasts, which made the young girl flush. She gripped the edge of the counter and smiled bitterly. "How can I help you this morning?" she chirped.

The older one glanced at the menu. Kandace thought he was attractive, in a brutal sort of way. His hair was black, skin tanned, and body toned. She noted the stubble on his chin and shivered. She hadn't expected a whole lot of eye candy at Goddard and she was pleasantly surprised.

"I'll take a large coffee, black," the older one said.

"Vente cappuccino, extra foam," the younger one said.

She rang up the order and made change. As soon as she spun around to go fill it, she heard the younger man whistle. Her face turned red and she clenched her fists at her sides, pink nails digging into her palms.

"What a tight little ass--"

"Shut up, Hadden."

"You're no fun, Luke."

Grinding her teeth, Kandace quickly filled both orders. She couldn't believe that man -- Hadden? -- had said that! So loud! Right in front of her! Couldn't men keep their disgusting comments to themselves anymore?

"Here's your coffee," Kandace said, sliding the orders to the men. The younger one smirked at her and ran his tongue over his lips. She felt a knot grow in her stomach and wanted to throw up.

At least Luke dragged the man away. Kandace's eyes wandered down his strong back to his ass, and she memorized the sight for later. Working here until college started in the fall wasn't going to be that bad after all, with nice guys like Luke around. Guys who were at least respectful. Good guys.

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"Her. The next one is her."

Hadden grinned. "You sick bastard. You just want her to yourself."

"She didn't put enough foam on your coffee," Luke murmured.

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Kandace yawned as she left Goddard at the end of the day. The sun was still high in the sky, no threat of darkness anytime soon. She felt safe as she walked across the parking lot. Adjusting her purse on her arm, she pulled the hem of her t-shirt out of her shorts and smoothed it out.

She reached up to undo the bun on the back of her head; her blond hair fell down to her shoulders. She ran her hand through it to rake out the tangles.

Her car was at the back of the parking lot, under the shade of some trees. Unfortunately that also meant sap was drizzled all over the silver paint. Groaning, Kandace stood on her toes to survey the damage. "Shit," she muttered, gingerly touching her fingertip to the amber liquid.

"Now!"

Kandace was suddenly rammed against the side of her car. She yelped and a big hand covered her mouth. An arm snaked around in front of her, crushing into her breasts. She wriggled as a strong body pressed into her back. Panicked, she tried to get to the mace in her purse. The man backed up an inch and then rammed into her again, knocking all the wind out of her.

"Fuck, she's stronger than she looks." The voice was vaguely familiar.

"Shut up, damnit. Move your hand," another voice ordered.

Kandace jerked her arms back, jabbing her elbows into her attacker's chest. He knocked his head into hers, making spots appear in front of her eyes. His arm was moving up and down, rubbing her nipples through her shirt.

"Think she's blond all the way down?"

"Does it matter?"

Oh God oh God save me! I don't want to get raped!

The hand moved away from her mouth. Kandace sucked in a deep breath of air and started to scream, before a rag was shoved between her lips. It tasted awful. She could smell it and it made her want to puke. She kicked and scratched at her attacker, who pushed her to the ground and sat on her back. She tried to rip the rag out of her mouth. Her attacker shoved her wrists down on the pavement.

"Goddamnit, she's getting scratched up," he complained.

"Not in the important places."

They're going to rape me! Kandace felt tears come to her eyes. Her head was starting to feel fuzzy. She could feel her attacker let go of her wrists, but it didn't matter anymore. She was too weak to lift her arms or even moan when his hands started rubbing her back.

"I think it's a front-clasp. Wonder what size she wears."

"Do you think the M-Pet can open that?"

"Fuck, man, I have a hard time opening those," her attacker muttered.

And then blackness.

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When she woke up, Kandace's clothes were missing. She was clad only in her bra and panties. Shivering, she glanced around the room. A gray fan slowly rotated back and forth, its blades whirring at full blast. The bed she was on didn't have any blankets, just a stained white sheet. No one was in sight.

Her body was tingling, but she managed to flex her fingers and move her wrists. She was sitting up, hands tied together behind her back. Her legs were spread uncomfortably wide and tied to the bedposts at the end of the bed.

Her eyes finally focused on the glass tank in front of the bed.

She screamed.

"What the hell! What the fuck is that thing! Somebody help me! Get me out of here! What the hell, what the hell!"

Two men burst into the room. The men from this morning. Kandace stopped screaming as she watched them glare at her. The younger one was eyeing her breasts again, but the older one just looked ready to kill her. The brutal hotness she'd admired earlier was just brutal now.

"You said it didn't wear off this fast," the older one hissed. Kandace whimpered, disbelieving. He'd seemed so nice that morning. And now he'd kidnapped her and brought her to… this place… Luke.

"Jenna's almost a fucking anorexic, man, I guess we should've used more on this one. I mean, her breasts alone have to weigh six or seven pounds," he muttered.

Kandace's heart was running a mile a minute, drowning out the noise of the fan. A cold sweat was trickling over her skin. Her stomach seized up and she groaned, feeling a bit of vomit rise to the back of her throat.

"Hadden, go get the drug," Luke ordered. Grumbling, he left the room. Luke stared at her for a moment before walking over. He hooked a thick finger in the side of her thong and pulled, snapping the thing in half. Without even blinking, he ripped it off her.

Kandace screamed again. "Please don't rape me!"

Luke patted her slit. She gasped as his finger rubbed the junction of her labia, and she wished that she hadn't shaved her cunt that morning. She desperately wanted some protection from this stranger's probing finger. He pushed it against her clit and rolled, making her flush unexpectedly.

"Be thankful, girl," Luke murmured. "You're serving a higher purpose. You're serving science." He pushed his finger into her clit. "Now cum for me, baby," he murmured, grinning when he saw white liquid seep out of her pussy. He patted her slit again. "Good girl."

His hands moved up to her breasts and cupped the flesh in his hand. He dug his fingers in and wet his lips, making Kandace whimper. He started undoing her clasps. When the clasps were all undone, her breasts fell down. Luke glanced at the white orbs only briefly before pinching her nipples. He lifted one breast into the air and dragged his tongue along the soft flesh.

"Please stop," Kandace begged.

"You have beautiful tits, you know that?" Luke whispered, sucking on her nipple. She felt his teeth bite down softly and she gasped. "You can't go denying men these tits," he growled, grabbing her other breast. He roughly sucked and licked that one, coating the entire globe with his tongue. Then he pressed them together over his thumbs. "You must remind me to fuck these when we're done. My cock's never felt such soft flesh before."

"You… you sick freak!"

Luke dropped her breasts and shrugged. "Wait till you hear Hadden's plan for you. You might be a little more thankful then," he warned her.

Then he grabbed a pair of scissors off the dresser on the other side of the room. He slid them under the red bra straps and closed the shears, cutting until he could easily slid all the fabric away from Kandace's chest. He put the scissors and shreds of bra on the floor before leaving the room too.

"Oh God save me," she mumbled, staring at the glass tank. There was some… hideous thing… slumped inside there. It was huge. It looked just like an octopus, only dark and purple and it seemed like it was covered in jelly.

The two men walked back in the room. Hadden had two plastic bags in his hand. Each had a needle and a vial of liquid; one was amber-colored like his hair and the other was pink. Kandace started crying, big hot tears sliding down her cheeks. Hadden grinned and winked at her.

Luke grabbed Hadden's hair and shook the younger man's head. "You set up the camera, right?" he asked, terrifying Kandace. She saw a red blinking light on the dresser and the tears sped up. She whimpered. These men were going to rape her and video tape it? Oh God oh God oh God…

"You think we should put her on her back? Might be easier," Hadden said, eyes on the floor. He hadn't acknowledged Luke's dominating stance. "I mean, we can sit the M-Pet on her stomach. It'd get better reach."

Kandace tried to bring her knees together but couldn't budge against the ropes. They were probably in the middle of nowhere. Nobody would hear her screaming. Why had she taken this stupid job?

"I'll move her," Luke muttered.

"Please let me go," Kandace begged as he walked over to her. She watched him silently untie her ankles but was too scared to move. "I won't tell anyone, I promise! Please don't rape me, I'm a virgin, please!" she begged. She had only masturbated before; she didn't want to lose her virginity this way.

Hadden bent over the glass tank and caressed the head of the octopus-thing. "This is gonna be so fucking hot," he whispered. "You think she'll bleed?"

She was on her back now, arms underneath her. The position was a little painful and made her back arch; sending her breasts into the air. Luke retied her ankles in the new position and patted her leg.

He wiped his hands on his jeans and turned to Hadden. "Will she bleed," he muttered under his breath. Kandace pressed the side of her face into the mattress, wishing that she would black out again. He hadn't been the least moved at her pleas. "Get the gloves," he said.

A few minutes later Kandace heard the two of them grunting. She shut her eyes and prayed silently. Hadden kept cursing and calling M-Pet a fat bastard, Luke kept telling his partner to shut up. Kandace couldn't imagine what they were going to do to her. Were they making some sort of bestiality film? She didn't want to lose her virginity to an octopus!

They dropped the thing on her stomach and she screamed again. It was heavy, and wet, and slimy. The tentacles started slapping her sides and she felt a hole on the bottom of its head start sucking at her stomach. Jelly poured out of the hole and spread out over her skin, dribbling downwards between her legs. She shrieked as she felt the cold slime cover her slit.

"Hold still," Luke ordered. She looked to see him standing next to the bed and burst into a new set of tears when she saw the amber-filled needle in his hand. He grabbed her arm and forced the point into a vein before unloading it.

"Gave the hormone to the M-Pet. Why won't she shut up?"

Kandace sucked in a deep breath to start screaming again. The men standing over her watched her for a few minutes. She could feel her breasts tingling, and in a slight horror she watched her coral pink nipples harden. Her cunt started to tingle, too, and her swift heartbeat wasn't so unpleasant anymore.

"So we just stand here?" Luke asked lamely after a minute. He was sneering at her, unmoved by her high-pitched screams. "Nothing's happening."

"It will, man. Give the M-Pet a second to get warmed up."

Kandace felt one of the octopus's arms inch up her chest. She inhaled deeply, making her chest deflate, and the tentacle slid until it touched her chin. She howled. The tip was hard and rough and firm, even through the slime. It wavered for a second before wiggling its way up her chin and onto her lips. Kandace opened her mouth to scream again and the thick tip was suddenly inside her mouth.

It pushed her tongue down and pushed to the back of her throat, making her gag and shudder. The tentacle wiggled back and forth, slowly moving itself towards the side of Kandace's mouth. She could feel another limb moving up her chest in the same way as before. Crying, she tried to steady herself and breathe through her nose. The men stared at her as the first tentacle tucked itself into Kandace's cheek.

The second tentacle touched her lips. Trembling, Kandace opened her mouth, and it rubbed her chin for a moment before sliding inside. It pushed to the back of her throat and pumped once or twice. Kandace's pussy felt warm and she couldn't resist sliding her tongue along the tentacle. Her throat was relaxed now, so she wasn't gagging anymore. The first tentacle pressed against the second and the two fucked her mouth in tandem. She moaned and felt her mouth start to suck the slime off the cold purple flesh. When she'd masturbated before, she'd licked her fingers after orgasm, and the slime tasted oddly like her cum.

"Move the camera," Luke whispered hoarsely.

Two more tentacles wrapped around her breasts and squeezed. Kandace bucked her hips. She swirled her tongue around the tip of one of the tentacles and the other started rubbing the inside of her cheek. The tentacles around her breasts were flexing, moving blood in and out of the tender flesh. The hard tips rolled against her nipples.

"You getting this?" Luke asked.

"Yeah," Hadden groaned.

The last two tentacles started to stir. Kandace wiggled, eyes shut now, and moaned as they moved slowly down her torso. She wasn't aware anymore of how hard she was sucking at the tentacles in her mouth. All she could think about was the burning in her pussy; she didn't know that Hadden had increased the amount of the drug he'd given her; she just knew she needed something inside her.

The two last tentacles found her slit. One dropped over it and moved to the bottom. Kandace writhed under the creature. The tentacle's head pushed in one hard thrust. Even with the slime, the breaking of her virgin barrier hurt. Kandace screamed against the alien flesh piled in her mouth, rubbing against her tongue.

The alien pulled its tentacle out until just the tip rested on the soft lips of her pussy. Her shoulders relaxed slightly in relief… until the tentacle thrust into her again. It pushed with such force that Kandace's hips lifted off the bed.

"I don't think she's enjoying this enough, Hadden," Luke murmured. He took the camera out of Hadden's hands and panned over Kandace's body, making sure to zoom in on her nipples "Why don't you talk to her for a moment?"

Grinning, Hadden leaned over and put his mouth next to their little victim's ear. "Do you know what's fucking you?" he asked. "This boy is our M-Pet. He's the biggest guy we've got, and the strongest. He did this a couple nights ago and he's been craving another hot little body ever since," he whispered, licking the rim of Kandace's ear. "And my, my, did you ever fit the bill."

Luke moved the camera over her pussy. He watched M-Pet's tentacle plunge in and out of the writhing girl's body. The alien seemed determined to make the most of this opportunity. Luke wondered if Kandace's first human lover would notice that she was a little loose.

"Don't worry, Kandace. This isn't going to end anytime soon," Hadden went on, kissing the girl's temple. "Our M-Pet can keep going for the rest of the night."

Catching his breath, Luke zoomed in on Kandace's swollen clit. "That's enough now. Don't want to tamper too much with the experiment," he mumbled.

"Can we keep her another night?" Hadden asked. "For ourselves?"

"No. It's too risky," Luke said.

Buried eleven inches inside her, the tentacle stilled, tired. The second one fell over her slit and started rubbing her clit. Kandace screamed again, arching her back even higher. This time, though, she was screaming in climax. The alien's mouth sucked her stomach harder as her pussy clamped against the tentacle buried inside her. It started fucking her mouth harder, the tentacles shedding slime all over her face and neck.

The limb in her pussy shot forward again.

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The alien was amazed at this new sensation. Its prey was returning its affection, its own warm organ thrusting against its two upper tentacles. It could taste sweat as its mouth sucked the prey's stomach. The hottest point on the prey's body also seemed to be the most sensitive; its lower tentacle moved around in a spiral and within a few seconds the prey was squeezing its lowest, strongest, thickest limb again.

So much warmth.

It shoved more of its lowest tentacle inside the prey. The limb spiraled on itself, creating a knot of flesh within the prey, stretching the female to her limits. The inside of the female was flexing wildly now, making the mating hormones in the alien's blood run colder.

The creature needed more warmth.

It forced the tip of its lower tentacle inside the prey, though there wasn't much room for anything else. Hot liquid was penetrating the creature's slime, touching its skin and sending bolts of warmth through its flesh.

With one rough spasm, it sent a burst of cold into Kandace.

The prey went limp almost instantly. The creature shook and moved the knot of its lowest tentacle around, which the other female had seemed to enjoy. Now its prey was unresponsive, though, which was infuriating and intriguing all in one. The creature didn't associate mating with stillness. It lay immobile for a few minutes before rubbing Kandace's chest. It was mostly unaware of the voices murmuring over it.

"Hadden… is this normal?"

"Er… Jenna passed out too. She seemed fine when she woke up. Well, she was freaked out 'cause M-Pet was still fucking her brains out, but other than that she was fine."

Curiously, M-Pet moved downward, pushing its lowermost tentacle into Kandace's virgin g-spot. She screamed as an intense orgasm wracked her body, making her pass almost as quickly as she had woken up. M-Pet continued fucking her unconscious form for hours until its energy was spent.

It gave her breasts one last half-hearted squeeze before falling asleep.