aliens stories and histories

You sit at the breakfast table, awkwardly tapping your fingers as Lilith glares at you in the seat opposite yours. Her one red eye stares at the countless bruises left over from your first meeting with Eari the previous day. You stare in kind at the conspicuous sling that one of her arms is in. Simultaneously, you both turn your gazes over to the house's front hallway, where a number of contractors are busy repairing the front door....

It had already been two excruciating days for Moira. Her period never was easy, with the cramps from hell, the heavy flow, and not to mention the absolute barbaric need to be filled up and stretched. Her cycle made her horny--not just regular needs a good dicking horny. Oh, no.
Moira would often find herself whining and groaning from the ache between her legs. First from the pain, and then when she'd think about how good it would feel to be stretched out around a big cock while her muscles got a nice, de...

Another attack on the wolves is dealt with. The President holds another news conference, saying he made a mistake the first time, and wolves aren't a threat to humans. He asks to meet with Jessica or Gretchen to help come up with a new treaty or laws to deal with shapeshifters. The CEO of Firebrand is kidnapped off the street. There isn't as much sex as I've had in other chapters, but there is lesbian sex, interspecies sex, interracial sex, and oral sex in this chapter. This is a copyrighted work and not to...

Chapter Six
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Maple grunted. She felt hung over. She was still sticky from the worm's slime. She found herself in the gemstone cave. She was lying on her back. Her mouth and pussy ached. She had the taste of semen in her mouth. She hated her body's response to 69. She knew the worm had ejaculated its sticky semen in her mouth. The taste lingered in her mouth....

Alien Mate
By OnyxSkye
The researchers watched on monitors as the creature explored its enclosure. The lead researcher was a tall broad-shouldered man in his forties and still extremely attractive. He worked out regularly and it showed. His face was masculine with dimples when he smiled.
"Subject Delta seems intelligent." One researcher remarked. The creature resembled an octopus. A purple gelatinous blob with multiple appendages that occasionally glowed blue and sometimes pulsed different colors. ...

You thought you were being a good manager.
You got up early on a Wednesday morning, a day when all the girls are at college. Natasha has lab work, Muu is practicing for practicals, Yyvnn and Bessa are spending the day in the library, Casey is working under strict supervision, and Callyette is settling in well with her socio-economics course. Knowing how busy they'd be, you took the liberty of making them all packed lunches....

The hotel's glass doors opened before Kayla, barely fast enough to avoid the rapidly approaching snake. Her heels echoed on the tilled floor of the lobby as she quickly crossed it, aiming straight for the elevator. She glanced on the sides all the while, hoping to see someone that clearly wasn't there....

The year is 1513 and my parents have sold me to the treasury. Dicks. A debt owed, a debt paid. I now belong to His Majesty and I don't know what to do as I sit atop this gaudy silk bedding. The Mahogany four-poster bed is my prison, until he comes...
It happens roughly after the sun sets, he doesn't knock; just appears with his guard. At first I was apprehensive, but he didn't fuck me on our first night. His Majesty ensured that I was comfortable, but there was an undeniable spark between us. He would we...

Story content:
Gay Non-human sex.
Ugh. What a boring night at the pool. Not even the classic hunks swimming around was enough to get a rise out of him. He discreetly stuck his hand in his swim trunks. Feeling out his small cock.
Alan was a very bored 18 year old black boy who worked as a pool lifeguard. He'd been trying for months for one of the pool hunks to pop his cherry but none of them really seemed interested in his bold flirtation....

This episode features masochism and size queen fetishes. It includes cervical pain and vaginal stretching.


Illuminated Gospel


A tome trimmed and clasped with a lock of brilliant bismuth.


The beast gospel of the blasphemous church preaches of their stolen god, who now toils in a cage of bronze. One day, say the beast nuns, they will return to their homeland....

Trying to avoid the dripping pipes overhead, Spline knew this was the part of the job he hated most. Out here in the grime, dealing with, well, the type of people you deal with in this business. He'd give this part up if he could, just stay in the medbay. But, neg on that dream speck, you have to schlep all the way to the Lower Blocks and deal with, well, the type of folks who take meeting in Lower Blocks. And here, in the undercity of the Cascadia slums, those type of people tended to end a bad meeting wit...

Authors Note: This story is part of a 1-on-1 competition that my partner and I agreed upon to challenge our writing skills. The rules are: A 1,500-word max story body (excluding any Authors Notes) with the major theme being a threesome, but in any category, depending on story specifics. The winner will be determined by overall rating 1-month after the date of publishing. I encourage you to read the other story by Stewmeat Titled: A Very Unique Service and leave a review on it as well. Thank you all for your...

Janet had gone. The warmth of her body still clung to his skin, the taste of her still on his tongue. He lay sprawled on a bed of moss and sunlight, utterly spent, the ache of pleasure still blooming low in his belly. And yet his thoughts drifted, but not forward, back.
To her. To the Queen.
It had been years now. Or days. Or a heartbeat stretched too long. Time didn't move properly in Faerie, he no longer trusted it. But he remembered the moment everything changed....

It's deathly quiet in the office, deep within the provisional Earth-Hell Initiative headquarters.
Casey is sitting at one end of a long table, frantically scribbling away at a sheet of paper as she tuts and swears beneath her breath. Over by the door, Bessa sits with her hands crossed politely on her lap, but her closed eyes and slumped posture suggests that she had dozed off the moment she sat down. Lilith is pacing up and down the office, occasionally glancing over Casey's shoulders at whatever she is ...

Like the title says, there's a suicide attempt here, specifically with drinking chemicals. This is a self indulgent thing for me since I also deal with suicidal ideation but viewer discretion advised.
Xavier was extremely tired of everything. Trying to kill himself never worked. Someone would always intervene. Often it was his sister, who had been keeping an especially close eye on him, since that was the condition of him being able to go home. Once, it had been another of the knights. If he was going to...

I met her at a friend's picnic. I was flying solo and so was she. In general, I had only ever been into guys, but there was something exotic about Dana that pulled me in from the start.
Her features were acute. Her mouth tight and serious, long dark hair, high breasts showcased in a push up bra. Big dark mysterious eyes. The curve of her hips and oh so perfect ass, clad in a goth suggestive but sophisticatedly stylish manner, flowing gypsy peasant blouse and a long skirt. Everything about her was careful...

Casey sure knows how to make herself at home. The Imp seems to leave a trail of destruction in her wake wherever she goes, and it often falls to either you or one of the other lodgers to clean up after her. She drinks straight from the cartons in the fridge, leaves cupboards open whenever she's raiding the kitchen, and seems to almost take a sick kind of pleasure in snooping through other people's things. Already you've caught her at least once in each of the other girls' rooms, rummaging through their laun...

The library was hushed, pages whispering under the dim glow of old chandeliers. Damien barely pretended to study--he was only here for her. He didn't know her name, only that this deserted corner of the library had become her haunt. And now, he had claimed it as his own too. Ever since that first encounter, he'd returned, hoping fate would be kind and that he'd catch another glimpse of her. And over time, he had....

THERE was a knock at the door.
Drake (Drag'thar Heartracer) jerked up in his chair. He looked up at the door with tired eyes. There was a faint silhouette of a pair of ears he could see through the tinted glass on the door, and the words "HEARTRACER DETECTIVE AGENCY" printed backwards in heavy white lettering. Blinking rapidly, Drake rubbed at his eyes and wiped his chin of any potential drool and felt the coarse hair from a lack of proper shaving routine on his face. He made a small attempt to make his ...

There may be spelling mistakes. I will fix them at a later date. I just wanted to get the story out after writing it for an entire day.
The lush green of the jungle, a contrast upon the blue sky. The cacophony of animal sounds fill the air. The little chirps and buzzing of insects dominate the landscape below the treeline. The heat radiates off the forest with a slight haze. Deeper within however, the haze is replaced by thick humidity, making the air almost drinkable....

"Did you remember to pick up the drain brush?"
Of course you did; how could you not? Natasha's been nagging you about it for three days now.
"Well it's not my fault the bath is clogged. Blame Yyvnn; it's her feathers that keep jamming the damn thing."
Yyvnn wasn't the one that's been using the bath plughole as a personal biohazard disposal chute....

The tunnels were darker here, with only glimmering purple crystals to light the way. Hornet had loathed what this place had turned into, but the majesty of the crystalline growths were always a treat to the eye. Her traveling companion had thought much of the same. While he was always on the move, he did seem to slow himself to appreciate the world around him. There was comfort in the thought that this world, technically her home, was not all so dreary to the knight....

I walked through the showroom, barely even awake, bags under my eyes and a stumbling gate. The huge coffee in my hand allowed me to operate heavy machinery, but wasn't enough to quite make me feel alive. I hadn't been sleeping for weeks. Every time I got comfortable enough to fall asleep, I would get too hot, or too cold, or my pillow was too firm. A well-dressed sales associate with a perky voice approached me....

nothing

rustling through the wind concrete clouds cold above is

wrong the shouldn't the it all there flames drift cold the is trees the

air can't billowing nobody but wind wrong in while

warm be and so the above wrong

magical why no because yelling the it shakes gone and...

Xiver is a popular and well-paid sex worker on an alien space station, and is most famous for being biologically suited to taking a lot of dick - and specifically, a lot of eggs. This makes him a perfect fit for a group of twenty wasp-like aliens on a business retreat looking to celebrate a corporate victory and blow off some steam by laying eggs in him. Xiver is confident this whole thing will be a breeze. His safety coordinator, Nacar, has some doubts - but that's why xe's there to keep him safe....

"I mean honestly," Brad said, gently shoving Leah's shoulder as they walked together through the park, "what did you think was going to happen?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, look at Katelyn. You're pretty and all, but she's like, hot. Of course that asshole promoted her over you." He laughed, but when Leah glared at him, speechless, he cleared his throat and continued, "Not that it's right. I'm just thinking from his point of view."...

Callie stood on the weathered porch of her homestead, her grip tightening on the rifle resting against her shoulder. The early morning mist clung to the prairie grass, and the sun had just begun to creep over the distant hills. Her sharp eyes scanned the clump of cottonwoods at the edge of her land--gnarled, ancient things that whispered in the wind....

This is an alternate mpreg ending, intended to be read directly after Part 01 (replacing Part 02).
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The pressure of spunk filling his guts and sliding thickly down his body makes Will shudder in convulsive pleasure. His hot skin feels like it's covered in sparkles, and that feeling starts to spread all through him until his entire body is full of pins and needles. The heat is growing inside him too, to an uncomfortable level....

Note from the authors:
This story was a joint effort between Actingup and PennyThompson. Some parts will clearly be the work of one or the other, and some parts have blurred together so much that we can't even remember who wrote it... It was probably the bunyip. All characters and cryptids are fictional, but readers are still advised to avoid swimming alone. Thank you Nynah for beta-reading and cultural sensitivity assistance!...

A/N: This story is about furries/anthropomorphic animals and contains a transgender character who uses the words pussy and dick to describe his genitals. Also features mild breeding kink and use of "kitten" as a term of endearment.
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Safiri was going into heat. Despite years of tinctures to change his body, Safiri still suffered through his heat like the lionesses of the pride. In every other respect he was a lion. He had a mane, short and golden though it was, and he could roar quite well if he nee...