0 comments/ 80477 views/ 12 favorites Experiments Ch. 01 By: hexamine Experiments Ch. 01: Prep the Patient She lay awake in bed. Clad only in a silken pair of panties and covered by a thin sheet. The drumming of the rain on the window providing a calming yet eerie melody. Staring at the ceiling Stacey contemplated her life, the boyfriends, the girlfriends to, and wondered what had gone wrong, what has caused her to end up in this home. At 19 she was a little old but she had nowhere else to go, and the staff didn’t have the heart to kick her out. As she lay her eyelids grew heavy and she drifted into sleep. A few moments later the end of the sheet began to move, the ripples on the fabric suggested that an object was moving towards Stacey’s face, crawling between her legs and up her stomach. A questing tentacle emerged from the crest of the sheet, level with her navel. As it drifted upwards it pressed down on her slit, causing her to writhe slowly in her sleep. Moving between the chasm of her cleavage, the tentacle left a glistening trail of mucus, causing her skin to shine and release potent aromas, the scent of pheromones secretly filling her with desire. Reaching her mouth it began to press against her lips, seeming to want to enter her mouth, but in her unconscious state they were sealed shut. To combat this it began to jerk up and down spasmodically, increasing the pressure on her cunt. The juices began to flow and the panties surface became clear, her cunt writhing under it. With the pleasure, Stacey’s mouth opened and a moan escaped her lips. With a strange grace the tube entered her mouth and began crawling down her throat. As her mouth closed her lips shut around the shaft, the tube still moving down, leaving a thin film of mucus on her lips, creating a soft sucking sound as it moved down. When it reached a certain point in her throat it began to pulse and expand, it grew in diameter with every pulse. With a final pulse it grew by about 3 inches and completely filled her throat, jerking her from her dream world. Stacey dreamed. She was lying half asleep in a luxurious four-poster bed. The wind from an open window filling the room with the smell of… well she couldn’t make it out but it filled her pussy with a hot sensation. On the edge of her peripheral vision she noticed a smooth mahogany door swing open with a barely audible creak, and a tall man enter. As he stalked towards her Stacey noticed her nudity and instinctively tried to cover herself, racing forward the man and his hand past her pussy quickly and pressed his lips against hers in a smothering embrace. To try and escape sh slid off the end of the bed. Reaching down the man rubbed his palm up and down her slit causing her to fall to her knees as the orgasm form his vicious rubbing hit her. The man quickly shoved his dick into her mouth and roughly face fucked her. his hands gripped her chin and ponytail and held her mouth open. With each thrust his dick grew, going even further down her throat, accompanied by a wet squelching noise. Stacey was desperately trying to fight him off but as his constantly growing cock cut off her air supply her efforts became weak and feeble. The mans thrusts quickened and his face contorted as he was close to coming. Stacey could feel his balls contract as they slapped against her chin. With each stroke she could feel herself suffocating, it wouldn’t be soon before she passed out. His thrusts continued to quicken. His dick continued to grow. She continued to run out of air. With a loud scream the man came, flooding her throat with cum, his dick so far down it felt like it would fill her stomach, as his cum evacuated his balls he continued to thrust his now softening dick down her throat. Suddenly he stopped, and began to take his dick out of her mouth. As it came she could feel its every movement as it left her throat. The edge of her vision darkened as unconsciousness raced towards her. The man started to walk backwards as he removed his dick but Stacey was unable to do anything. It finally left her mouth with a spray of cum. The man stood back and looked as his bitch fell onto the floor. As she fell Stacey realised she was unable to take a breath and was soon going to pass out. Her head bounced off the floor and cum oozed out of her mouth and covered the floor until there was a huge puddle and still more came out, the flavour filling her mouth. She blacked out. As she rose form sleep Stacey could feel the invading force of the tentacle but was unaware of what it was. Thinking she was still dreaming she relaxed and waited for the dick to leave her mouth. However as the tentacle delved further realization dawned and instinctively began to gag to free her throat. Amidst her terrorized throes, welts began to form on the side of the tentacle and new tentacles emerged fro the mother. These new tubes shot sideways around her torso and buried themselves in the mattress, knotting themselves together, so Stacey was now completely immobile. Two more tentacles unwound from the mother stem, these with suction cups on the ends, which fastened themselves onto her nipples and began to exert a steady suction on them. As Stacey was now gasping from panic and pleasure she failed to realise that another limb had manifested between her legs, a tube with a large mouth like opening. The lumen completely covered her slit and another tube exited the middle and proceeded into her cunt. She only realised what was invading her when another cup pressed onto her clit and the entire tentacle began to suck and vibrate, stimulating her in a completely alien way. All the while the interior member continued to probe deeper and deeper until it was pressing against her cervix, where it began to slowly pull in and out of her. She tried to call out, half in pleasure, half in terror but the tube in her throat absorbed the sound. The tentacle insider her continued to jerk, causing her cunt muscles to contract and relax around it. It began to move quicker as her juices lubricated her hole. She came quickly, the suction on the tentacle covering her pussy increased dramatically, draining her of her juices, and all the while the stimulation of her body continued with a restless abandon. After another orgasm the mother tentacle began to stiffen, lifting Stacey off the mattress, the hooked tubes coiling around her back until she was in a standing position a foot of the bed. Another tube morphed out of the original and travelled around her back towards her anus. Stacey’s eyes grew wide as in between the waves of ecstasy she could feel its voyage. It stabbed at her cheeks for a while until it found her hole, and with no hesitation it drove into her arse. Pain swept through her as the sphincter muscles in her anus closed tightly around the invader to halt its progress. This tentacle released a different mucus, which caused the muscles holding it to relax and release its hold. Once it was free the tentacle continued its progress, raised areas on its surface increasing the friction as it moved. With both tubes thrusting together she came again. Seeming to sense this the organism increased the force of the thrusts, causing Stacey to jerk in the air as the two dicks met. She was now only semi-conscious, her brain concentrating on processing the pleasure, it seemed to be smothering her, all other senses fell away leaving only a small ball of intense bliss. She came time after time, each orgasm causing the tubes to move faster, harder. With one last waterfall of juices, Stacey was overwhelmed, she passed out. Experiments Ch. 02 Chapter 02: Phototropism The aliens watched her as she lay, Stacey, unconscious on the table in the stim-room before them. They spoke freely in their own language. Among the snatches of conversation a pattern emerged. Through generations of interbreeding the female of their species had been eradicated and the species had chosen humanity to replenish there stock as we are the closest genetic species. The reason they were planning to supply different types of stimulation was there reproduction wasn't spermatozoon based and they couldn't understand how to fertilize us. Hence Stacey on the table. The blackness lifted from Stacey's eyes and she glanced around the room groggily. The aliens had removed any trace of the memory of her fist encounter and all she was left with was a vague feeling of soreness around her cunt and ass. Sitting up she noticed she was as naked as the day she was born and instinctively clamped her arms around herself to cover her nudity. As her brain got up to full operating speed she began to wonder where she was. She was perched on a cold metallic table in a circular room painted black. There was no visible light source but she could still see clearly. She stood up and ran her hands around the wall of the room, feeling a regular pattern of protrusions but she could think of no use for them. Meanwhile behind her the table had retracted into the floor leaving her in a barren room. Striding back to the centre she looked up. She couldn't explain why but she had the feeling everyone gets when someone is staring at her, she could practically feel the miscellaneous person's eyes boring into her like an auger. Suddenly four lights clicked on and shined directly onto her. Blinking in the light she moved her hands to cover her eyes and her body was on full view. She couldn't help it but she was already becoming aroused from the voyeuristic feeling and her nipples were proud and erect and her pussy was becoming moist. To her surprise she glanced down and realised her feet was 3 feet off the floor. Her body was becoming weightless and the lights seemed to be sucking her towards the ceiling. When she was in the dead centre of the room her motion stopped. She hung motionless for a moment and she glanced around nervously. From an unseen grate in the floor a thin purple vapour floated towards her. Soon it filled the room restricting her vision to a few feet. A tingling sensation filled her entire body which felt like the after shock of an orgasm stretched out to last an eternity. Her eyes closed as she savoured the feeling, the mist seemed to release memories. The memory of a hundred orgasms filled her mind from end to end, which only served to heighten the tingling sensation that cascaded throughout her muscles. A steady dripping noise filled the room as her juices fell to the floor, creating crowns of splashes as they impacted. She felt on the verge of an orgasm, like a surfer about to climb over the crest of a wave, riding the pleasure. Despite her fear she was desperate to cum and was trying to move her hand down to her pussy to relieve herself but found her body pinned in place by the strange lights. On the wall the protrusions opened revealing row after row of lights. Simultaneously every light flashed on, she screamed out as the orgasm hit her, the excitement raised by the mist, the surfer crashed down the crest and shot out of the other end. Gasping for breath she wondered what was happening, the lights clicked off and the orgasm subsided, soon to be replaced by the mist induced happiness. Gasping for breath from the shock, she gasped "what the… what the fuck was that??" she had only just finished the sentence when a row of lights clicked on, forming a vertical bar of illumination to her left, she screamed again as another orgasm flew through her, but it felt mysteriously concentrated on the illuminated side, like a full body orgasm but contained in her side, the lights winked out, only for the row next to it to light up, this continued until the bar of light was spinning around Stacey slowly. Her orgasm followed it until she felt she was going to pass out from the rotating pleasure, just as the orgasm in one side was dying it rose from the flames in a different area. Her moans filled the room, echoing from the sides as she motionlessly struggled. She blacked out, and the lights followed suit. When she came to the mist was still there, once again filling her with the desire, but this time there was no sudden burst of light, instead a small constellation of motes of light appeared and began to hover over to her. Stacey could feel her legs being pulled apart exposing her red pussy, her blonde curls soaked from the earlier onslaught. The motes moved slowly under her pussy and seemed to be waiting. As suddenly as before every light switched on but this time didn't switch off, the lights merely extending the orgasm, non-stop. Stacey was screaming again as her pussy juices fell onto the floor in a veritable waterfall. The orgasm felt like a fire burning her, and like a fire it swept through her, seeming to destroy all thought and feeling until she was only able to perceive the pleasure. After a few minutes of this Stacey was quietly whimpering, although the fire still burnt in her. The motes hadn't moved in all the time but now seemed satisfied with the pulsing and gaping of her pussy. The moved upwards slowly, pressing against her lips and then entered her. Despite the fact that they were as insubstantial as shadows, she could feel them move up pussy, the light they cast out seeming to stretch her walls like a dick. She managed to look down but could not see the invader, filling her cunt. The lights inside continued their quest upwards, going deeper than any mans dick had in Stacey, and her eyes widened as she could feel them pressing against her cervix, trying to enter her womb. The lights on the walls snapped out, plunging the room into darkness and ceasing the constant reeking of orgasms on Stacey's abused body. The room was now dark, not the false darkness of before but real dark. Near the base of her vision a glow could be seen. Looking down she was shocked to see a light with a red tinge shining through her womb walls, like when you shine a torch through your fingers, she could see her veins and blood flow. The light seemed to fill her with a gorgeous warmth that didn't hurt like the orgasms but merely made her feel amazingly contented. Happy it was over she calmed down, but alas it was all to soon. The light from within brightened, and the heat intensified until she was screaming in pain, the light pushing against the walls of her womb, making her want to clutch her stomach, she could feel her womb stretching under the pressure of the light, feeling like it would split. Her stomach was now visibly distended from the pressure making her look pregnant. The pressure ceased and her womb contracted to its normal size and the nodes of light flew out of her pussy with an audible whoosh, leaving her with yet another orgasm, as her vision blurred she saw the points of light float toward the ceiling where they disappeared, plunging the room back into darkness, holding only a whimpering Stacey clutching her stomach, and the steady drip of pussy juices onto the floor.