Pete was concerned. He nibbled on a nail and paced the little bedroom while looking down at the sleeping woman on the bed. She hadn’t moved in hours but her breathing was steady and she didn’t seem to have a fever. He had found her in the woods three days earlier and carried her all the way back to his cabin. It had been hard work since she was heavier than she looked.

He figured her to be around five feet eight inches, she was quite tall and, without sounding too perverted, she had a killer body. He stopped his pacing and looked down at her. She lay on her back and at some point, the blanket had slipped off her. Her legs were long and tapered with pretty little feet. Her sex was shaved and her pussy lips barely visible.

Her flat stomach was toned and lead up to what he thought were two very firm breasts. He guessed they were C cups, might even be D’s on a good day. Her face was oval, with sexy lips which had a natural pink lush to them. And almond shaped eyes which he didn’t know the colour of since she hadn’t opened them since he had found her. Her hair was dark brown and long, down past her shoulder blades and wavy.

Overall, she was a very beautiful woman. Pete guessed her age to be somewhere between twenty and thirty, it was hard to tell. Her skin was perfect, no wrinkles which made her young but there was something in her face, a determination that made him think she might be older.

It was too far to get her back to civilization. It would include a two-day hike through thick woods and then a day’s ride on his Quad. Since she wasn’t bleeding or seemed to have any other serious injury he decided to let her sleep it off. She had tried to spoon feed her some soup but she gave no reaction to the smell of it. He put the blanket back on her and then closed the door behind him.

Pete wasn’t a solitary person, he had a great social life back in the city but he enjoyed coming up to the cabin a few times a month. It had belonged to his grandfather and Pete had spent many happy weekends in it over the years. He spent most his time fishing or hiking. He would see moose, bear and sometimes even hear the sounds of wolfs howling. There was an opening in the trees some five miles away and no one he had ever asked knew where it had come from or what had made it.

Some of the old folk around the small town said it was aliens who had landed but Pete didn’t believe a word of it. But it was a strange place to visit. Formed in a perfect circle and within it, soft grass. Not a tree stump, bushes or any other vegetation, just flat green grass, all year around. Even in winter, the area never got snow.

Pete did miss having a girlfriend but in part, it was his own fault. He took his work as a financial advisor very seriously and between meetings in the city and visiting customers all over the world it was hard to keep a serious relationship. He would meet women in hotel bars or nightclubs, hook up for the night and in the morning they would be gone or he would sneak out with the rising sun. It was a solitary love life, but it was what it was.

While having a coffee and looking out the window he wondered where the woman on his bed had come from. His first thought when he had found her was that she had been left behind by her friends who had gone for help but when he looked around he saw no footprints or any other evidence of a group of people. His second thought was that she had been the victim of a kidnapping and had been left behind to die in the hard terrain.

But if that had been the case she would have had signs of prolonged incarceration but she looked well fed, and clean, just like she had been at a party and then suddenly dropped in the woods, except she had been naked. He finished his coffee, grabbed his jacket and rifle. He would go for a walk and then check up on her again.

The woman on the bed moved. Her eyes flickered behind her closed eyelids and she moaned a little. Suddenly her body went through a set of changes just like a chameleon or an octopus can change colours. She went to human form, to a bird-like creature, to a salamander and then back to human to again change into her natural state. Her skin tone was light blue, with yellow spots on her skin. Her eyes flew open and they were slits like that of a cat or a lizard.

Her pink tongue was unnaturally long and thin as it licked her face. It came back with a new taste on its buds. She hadn’t tasted it before but it was good, that of a male species. In less than a second, she was back in human form and looked down at her body through kind doe-like brown eyes. She liked what she saw. Some of the species she had to mimic were horrible but this was nice. Her soft hand caressed her breasts and then slid down between her legs. Yes, this would work she thought in her own tongue as her fingertips danced over her clit and she shivered with pleasure.

She was hungry and needed to feed. She got up and explored the little room but found nothing to give her nutrition. Opening the door to the small living room with an iron wood stove she was assaulted with smells. She sneezed and wiped her nose. She saw the window and looked out. The trees brought back memories of what had happened. She had crashed.

As she came out of light speed getting ready for the landing on her foremothers’ and sisters’ hunting ground she had hit a meteorite rain and one of them had damaged her ship. She had made it down to earth but had missed the landing spot and had instead splashed down in a lake. She left her ship where it was and then swam to shore. It had been cold and her unprotected body had soon become weak without food. The last thing she remembered was lying down under a large tree and closing her eyes.

She turned from the window and just as she was about to go back to the bedroom, the front door opened and a human man walked in. She back stepped and took cover behind a small dinner table.

“Oh my god, you are awake?” said the human.

It took her a few seconds to translate the sounds and mimic the words and then look in her database for the right words to use. Thousands of languages were stored in a chip planted in her brain.

“Hi, I’m Brandy,” she said, her voice deep and sensual.

“Oh, hi Brandy. How are you feeling? I was worried for you.”

The human still stood by the door.

“I’m fine but hungry.”

“Okay, we can fix that. I have some bacon, eggs, and beans. I also have pasta and meat sauce but it's from a can.”

Brandy thought for a moment going through her options. Some species had advanced mating rituals but from what she had read about humans before leaving her planet they were quite simple.

“You and me, we fuck, yes?”

Pete’s jaw dropped. That was the absolute last thing he had expected to come from the pretty lips that had spoken the words.

“Well, Brandy, you are a very hot woman, and trust me in any other circumstance I would be happy to do it, but I think you are injured and might not be thinking clearly.”

Brandy tilted her head. “You don’t find me attractive, or is your cock not functioning properly?”

Pete took a deep breath. Maybe Brandy was from a different country and didn’t understand English very well. He slowly walked up to her thinking she would step back but she didn’t. Instead, she stood up straighter, pushing her boobs at him. She licked her lips and gently pulled at her hard nipples.

When he was close enough she grabbed his shirt and pulled him close. Her kiss was hot and tasted of fruit. Pete’s head began to spin and he felt weak in her arms, something he had never done before. He was quite the dominant man in bed but with Brandy, he just melted like butter.

Before he knew it he was on the floor and Brandy was tearing at his belt, opening it and then ripping his pants off him. That is, they literary were ripped off his body and then his shirt and jacket went the same way. Pete was shocked at the force and speed Brandy had moved. Now she sat on his thighs watching his cock. It was limp and a bit shrivelled, not Pete’s best moment.

“Hey, hey, take it easy, will you,” he said gently not wanting to upset her.

Brandy’s eyes met his and she said, “is there something wrong with you?”

“No, it’s just that I’m not used to women like you.”

She smiled. Then took his cock in her warm hand. She stroked it and Pete felt how it filled with blood. Brandy giggled and looked very happy when he had a full erection. Before he knew it she straddled him and he was inside her. Now, Pete had fucked plenty of women over the years but Brandy’s pussy was one of the hottest and tightest he had ever had the pleasure of fucking. She placed her hands flat on his chest and then began to ride him. A steady rhythm while her pussy muscles massaged his cock.

“Baby, Brandy, this feels so good I might shoot my load soon, and we don’t have protection.”

Her eyes had glazed over and rolled back in her head as she continued to fuck him. It was like if she hadn’t heard him. Pete began to move so he would slip out of her. Two things happened at once. Firstly, Brandy’s hands flew to his wrists and pinned him to the floor, secondly something grabbed hold of his cock inside her pussy. There was no pain, but he couldn’t move an inch.

“Come now, give me your semen, shoot your load inside me,” Brandy moaned still with her head tilted back and the whites of her eyes showing.

Peter closed his eyes and thought about child support and then let go. His cock jerked as his balls shot three what he thought were good loads inside Brandy. When he relaxed with a smile on his face her eyes rolled back and she stared at him. “Was that it?” her voice disappointed.

“What, I thought it was plenty?”

She let go off him and stood up. “No, that was not enough, I need more to build up strength again.” She left him there and went back to the bedroom and closed the door.

Pete fumbled for his clothes but they were useless. The door to his room was locked so he sat down naked at the table. Maybe Brandy was an escaped psych patient but as far as Pete knew there were no psych wards for hundreds of miles. Anyway, he was glad she was fine and up. The sex was not what he had expected but what man says no to doing it with a woman like Brandy?

Brandy’s brain worked like a Rolodex flicking through thousands of species anatomy and reproduction systems. The little that Pete had squirted inside her was just a tiny drop of what she needed. Her body craved cum to live. She found what she was looking for and then had an idea. She got up and opened the door.

“Pete, I’m ready for more. This time we will play the way you like it.”

How on earth did she know what he liked, Pete wondered as he got up. One thing was for sure, Brandy was very horny and he liked it. On the bed, she lay down on her back. “Come, lie on top of me, I want to taste your cock.”

Pete enjoyed a sixty-nine but he had never been on top but if that was what she wanted, so be it. After a bit of moving around his balls and cock hovered above her face and his own nose was an inch from her shaved pussy. He gave it a tentative lick. It had the same fruity taste as her kiss and he immediately began to lick her more intensive expecting her clit to swell.

When Brandy’s lips wrapped around his cockhead Pete moaned, it was a blessed feeling and so much better than any blowjob he had had before. She even licked his anus which tickled and made him moan a bit. Then she was back sucking on his dick and to his amazement, his balls. She had all of it in her mouth and Pete could hardly concentrate on licking her.

Brandy explored his sex with her tongue and from the back of her throat a tiny tube snaked up. It was as thick as a hair and could reach a length of about a yard which would be enough for any species. It found the little hole on Pete’s cock and began its journey.

“Ah, what was that?” said Pete as he felt a sting.

Brandy didn’t answer but kept on sucking on him. Pete opened his eyes and looked at her pussy which he was now licking. Something was off with it he realized. Her hole had opened and from within small tentacles erupted, they grew quickly in length and then they wrapped around his head and pulled him close. He tried to pull back but the harder he did, they harder they held him.

The tiny tube slid down his cock and inside his balls where it squirted out a liquid and then retracted the same way it had come. Brandy let go of him and said, “Just keep on licking me while this takes effect.”

Pete felt how the tentacles let go of him a little so he could breathe again. Through deep gasps, he once again licked her pussy and sucked on her clit. He wasn’t sure what was happening, maybe he was dreaming. There was an odd feeling in his balls like if they were expanding, not pain really just the strange sensation of skin stretching. He lifted himself a little so he could look down along Brandy’s body and what he saw made him scream.

“What the fuck!”

His balls were the size of baseballs and kept on ballooning as he watched. “What have you done to me?”

Brandy pushed her pussy toward him. “Don’t worry, this is a normal reaction to the chemicals placed in your nuts. They are creating more cum so you can give me what I need.”

Pete knew he was supposed to be scared but instead he had become hornier. Maybe that was a side effect from the chemicals?

Brandy spat out his cock and took it in her hand and began to stroke it. Her mouth clamped down on Pete’s anus and her tongue began to slither inside him, growing thicker quickly. As his anus stretched, Pete moaned loudly.

“Oh fuck me, shit, oh god, that hurts, but I love it.”

Brandy found what she was searching for, his prostate. Her tongue was equipped with a needle that she jabbed into it and began to fill it with the same chemical as his balls.

“Oh shit, what’s happening?” said Pete.

Brandy didn’t answer. After depositing the chemical her tongue grew a bit more and she slid it in and out of Pete’s anus. The girth was about that of a cucumber and was stretching him to the limits of what he could take.

“I’m almost coming, almost there, Brandy!”

She thrust her tongue in and out a few more times and then took his cock in her mouth. The balls wouldn’t fit due to their enormous size. She could hear the little sperm swimming around inside the sack.

Pete’s head began to spin again, the tentacles let go of his head so he could move more freely. He was scared to look but he had to. Again he watched along Brandy’s body. His cock was all the way to the root inside her mouth. Her sexy lips pulled taught around the shaft. His nut sack was almost on the verge of exploding. He breathed in gasps as the orgasm grew inside him.

He watched as his balls began to contract and expand shooting load after load down Brandy’s throat. She moaned and swallowed, not spilling a drop. Pete tried to count but he lost it after he reached seven loads. He fell back on top of her, still pumping cum. His body was weak as the last few contractions ended.

Brandy didn’t let go of his cock, no, she sucked on it hard. Pain began in his balls and again Pete managed to take a look. Instead of being swollen, his nutsack was shrinking, like a plastic bag having the air sucked out of it. He realized Brandy was creating a vacuum with her viscous sucking.

When the last of his cum had run down her throat, Brandy let go of his cock with a loud plop. It quickly became placid and she played with it for a moment before crawling out from under Pete. He lay in his stomach, breathing hard. She used her foot to roll him over.

“I have fed, but I need more in a couple of hours. Be ready.”

She went to the bedroom and closed the door. Pete lay on his back feeling light headed. His nuts hurt a little and his anus was slowly adjusting to its normal size. He lifted his head and felt for his balls. The testicles were there but the skin that held them felt much bigger than usual. His cock was limp and he pulled at it a little.

Everything seemed normal considering what he had just been through. He got up on weak legs and went to the tiny bathroom that held a toilet and a shower stall. After taking a hot shower he dried himself and looked at himself in the mirror. There were marks on his cheeks where the tentacles had tightened their grip, little oval circles with red edges. He tried to wipe them off but couldn’t.

For the first time after the kiss, Pete became really frightened. Who was Brandy and where had she come from? She obviously had something wrong in her head and not only that, she was for sure not human. He had never heard about someone being able to inject chemicals through his cock into his nuts or into his prostate from his anus. But what was she?

He remembered the stories about the aliens that supposedly had visited the area over the years. Then he remembered what his father had said about finding his grandfather dead in the cabin. The old man had been almost mummified and a big smile was etched into his face, like if he had died extremely happy. Pete suddenly realized what had happened. The old man had met an alien-like Brandy, or even her and she had fucked him to death.

Brandy sat on the bed. Her body was responding well to the cum and she felt stronger. One problem still existed and that was how to get back to her own planet. She needed to reach her crashed ship to turn on the beacon so her rescuers could find exactly where she was. It would be too risky for them to wander the woods looking for her.

She lay down on the bed and explored her human body. It was nice she thought while she lazily finger-fucked herself. The tentacles came out and pulled her entire hand and arm inside her almost up to the elbow. A normal human woman could never do it but Brandy was not built like them. As her human orgasm grew she began to switch back and forth between her normal state and that of Brandy the human.

At that moment the door opened and Pete stood in the doorway. His jaw dropped and he said, “oh shit, I was right!”

Pete took in the sight in front of him. Brandy’s body was a blue colour he had never seen before and her skin was filled with yellow dots, like a polka dot dress. Her skin had almost a rubbery look and smooth. It was like if she didn’t have pores at all. Half her arm was inside her pussy which was stretched unnatural. The little tentacles played around the edges while Brandy continued to fist herself happily.

“Where are you from?” asked Pete not being able to take his eyes off her.

“Far away.”

“Why did you come here?”

Her pussy was making wet sloppy sounds as she became hornier. Her eyes closed and opened partly and again they rolled back, showing the whites. She didn’t answer. Instead, fucked herself harder in that impossible position. Suddenly she tensed and made a sound which was a mix between a dog’s growl and a frog's croak. She licked her entire face with her tongue.

“Since you are here, you might just give me what I want,” she said seductively.

“Hey, hey, I’m not doing that again.” Peter began to back away but it was too late. The tentacles shot out and wrapped themselves around his head pulling his face to her pussy. He tried to struggle but it was in vain. She held him tight against her swollen pussy lips.

“Lick me, human.”

He was too scared to do anything else. He located her clit which when he sucked on it delivered small amounts of that fruity tasting liquid. Then it began to swell, first to the size of a pea, then to a hazelnut, and stopped at the size of a walnut. It filled his mouth and he drank the liquid. His cock became impossibly hard and he guessed the liquid had the same effect as Viagra. And it was addictive, he couldn’t stop drinking.

Brandy watched in pleasure how the human drank her nectar and guessed he was pretty drunk on it by now, which was the idea. She would probe him and it might hurt a little. One of the tentacles let go of his head and snaked its way to his anus where it slid in and began to grow.

A muffled, “ah, ah,” came from Peter but nothing else.

The tentacle found his prostate and again injected it with the chemical but this time added a bit of back pressure to build up for what Brandy loved the most. A real rush of cum.

Another tentacle had made its way along Pete’s leg down to his balls which were also injected and began to grow. This time they didn’t stop at a baseball size but went further until they reached the size of a volleyball. She let go of his head and pulled him up on the bed next to her. His legs far apart due to his oversized balls he lay there staring up at the ceiling.

Brandy straddled him and guided his cock inside her. She began to ride him, careful not to squash his nutsack. She rode him slowly at first but then harder. She switched from human to natural state so fast it was impossible for a human to notice.

Pete slowly sobered up. The nectar didn’t seem to last a long time he realized when he was completely clear headed. Brandy was bouncing up and down on him, her boobs moving seductively and Pete reached for them. She lowered herself so he could suck on each nipple and from them came the nectars again. He drank, and he drank while his orgasm grew.

Brandy felt his cock begin to jerk as it prepared itself. She made sure she had it all the way inside her. Then her pussy muscles did their job.

When Peter came, he passed out after the first shot. But if he would have been awake, he would have seen Brandy almost lifting off him due to the pressure he shot his cum with. If her pussy hadn’t grabbed his cock so hard she would have been blown off him.

Brandy’s eyes rolled back and her body tensed and relaxed for each shot. It absorbed the cum through hundreds of membranes inside her pussy. She felt how the nourishment filled her body. Her yellow dots glowed like small suns and her blue skin turned almost florescent. Her body gave off that sweet smell from her nectar and for a second, the air vibrated.

When Pete came to again, Brandy was lying next to him on the bed. She gently kissed his left nipple and sucked on it. She was in her natural state and Pete was astonished how bright her colours were.

“Thank you, you saved my life,” she whispered in his ear.

“Right, I don’t remember much, but I’m happy you are okay.”

She went back to kissing his body, starting at his throat and moving down. His cock became hard.

“No, no, not again, I can’t take any more,” he pleaded.

Brandy kissed the cockhead and the little tube slid inside him. “I’m leaving you with a gift, my dear human. From now on, you will never have a limp dick, always shoot massive amounts of cum, not as much as with me, but much more than any human man. You will be able to smell which women are horny and you will have a natural scent that will draw them to you, forever.”

Pete smiled, “oh shit, that sounds great. Thanks!”

“There is only one thing.”

“What’s that?”

She smiled at him, showing sharp teeth. “I’ll be back in a year or so, with my sisters. Be ready.”

“Oh no, please. I can’t.” he moaned.

“Yes you can, and you will. In exactly a year from now, we will meet here and you will bring three friends for my sisters.”

With that Brandy got off the bed and walked out the door. Pete lay where he was, hardly breathing. Where would he find three guys willing to be fucked by alien chicks?

Brandy made her way through the woods back to the lake and her ship. It was easy to run between the trees now that she had her strength back. She turned on the beacon and then swam back to sore. She found the opening in the woods and waited, sitting in the centre of the circle. She didn’t know how long she would have to wait. Her people had ships all over the galaxy but it might take a few hours or days, but she was ready for the wait.

Pete had gone after her but it was impossible for him to keep up with her. He decided to go to the opening, that was the most logical place for a spaceship to land. He moved silently through the trees and after a while he thought he heard a sound like air being displaced in huge quantities. He made it to the clearing just in time to see a dark form descending. He almost laughed when he realized it looked like a breast, with the nipple pointing up.

Brandy stood next to it and a door opened up. Stairs descended and then she climbed onboard.

Exactly One Year Later

“So, dude, Pete. What about these chicks you promised us? We are in the middle of fucking nowhere and I think you bullshitted us. What I don’t know is why?” The man who had spoken was Mike, another investor from the company Pete worked for. On his right was Roger, a kind but a bit weird programmer who happened to be Pete’s neighbour. On Mike’s other side sat Jim, a childhood friend who Pete had found on Facebook after many years.

“Don’t worry, guys, they will be here any minute. Just remember what I told you, these girls are very horny and don’t be afraid if they make the first move.”

“Fuck yeah, god, it’s been what, a month since I got laid last and that was with that skinny waitress who works at the diner on the corner,” said Mike.

There was a knock on the door and the three men on the sofa looked at each other grinning like children on Christmas eve.

Pete went to open up and there she was, Brandy in human form. “Hi, baby, I have missed you so much,” she purred before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

She went past him and after her came her sisters. Pete felt a shiver running down his spine, there was something sinister in their cat’s eyes they flashed him as they walked past him.

Brandy stood in the middle of the room. “Hi, guys, I’m Brandy. These are my sisters. The redhead is Eva, the blond, Brooke, and finally, there is Hanna, with the black hair."

The three men were stunned at the beauty of the four women. Mike spoke up, “right, welcome, and let’s open a few bottles to get this party started.”

Eva walked up to him and played with the hem to her short skirt. “No need for that, we bring our own nectar.” With that, she pulled up her dress revealing her shaved pussy. Mike stared at it for a second and was about to say something when tentacles flew out and grabbed his head pulling it hard against her pussy. Eva turned her to her sisters. “Let’s feast, bitches!”