Songs of Space - Eryvan oy Ash

"DO NOT OPEN"

My heart began to beat faster.

Later I learned why exactly I was able to read some words at times, and none at others. After my "rescue" by Antaria, they implanted a simple translator chip, as well as a basic health monitor probe in the back of my neck. Those where the two little lumps I felt back then in the research facility abord their cruiser. While the monitor was used to extract data, the translator would enable me to communicate with humans. It also comes with a purposefully rudimentary text translation, giving me access to basic and potentially essential words of "Terran", the humans most spoken language.

Now came the arduous task of finding a way of breaking the container without alerting my slave-suit and it freezing my into a weirdly erotic sculpture.

I first tried to drop it from as high as I could, though nothing besides a loud clang came out of it. I hastily stashed the tube and waited if somebody would check up on the sound. After a few minutes I was back at it, trying to climb up the bars and drop it from even higher up. I had to quickly notice that the length of my O2/data tether wouldn't allow for that though. I fervently looked around, until my gaze stopped at the pile of stuff close by again. Could I maybe...?

I stretched through the bars once more, carefully placing the vial on the ground. Next to it stood a big, pillar-like container. At least as tall as me and obviously heavy, this thing would be the most force I could get hold of right now. I grabbed the rim at the top and pushed with all my might. It tipped a little bit, maybe two centimetres before my muscles gave out and I had to stop.

I took in as deep a breath as the suit would allow, and began to push again. It went a tiny bit further and as I released it, the thing began to rock back and forth. I instantly started to push at just the right moment, slowly tipping it further and further with every swing.

It was almost far enough now. Just a little bit more!

The barrel slowly crossed the point of balance. A moment of doubt shot through me. Was this a good idea? I managed to stumbled back two steps before the hulking object smashed the tube to pieces. Shards of glass and splatters of glossy blue shot through the room, forming a colourful splash on the ground.

The sound wasn't as bad as I anticipated, almost being quieter then my first try even. I got up and carefully stepped over. The smushed top and bottom parts of the vial showed the force of the impact, and even though the splatter on the ground was pretty, there was nothing happening. Nothing was hidden inside that vial, no lethal weapon, no toxic critter. Just this gooey blue substance.

My excitement died down immediately. How could I be so dumb to hope a random tube full of some random stuff would save me here?! My sarcastic chuckle reverberated in my suit. I turned my back to the bars and slowly sank to the ground.

Deep in my contemplation, I didn't notice what actually happened. What I had done wasn't pointless, and what was hidden in that tube surely wasn't nothing.

Only when I got up slowly and turned around to look at the mess again, I noticed it. The substance moved. It coated the bars I leaned on, pooled around the spot I sat, traced my sitting form. Curious, I approached. It looked so dull? Lifeless. Inanimate. But it wasn't, was it? Much like a whale could be taken for a rock, or an insect for a leaf. This was alive! I slowly extend a black coated index, dipping the tip into the warm (!) substance, and rubbing it between two fingers. Definitely liquid, and somewhat slimy.

Suddenly a small tendril extended right next to my hand. The sudden movement should've scared me, but I guess nothing would scare me at that point anymore. I moved my finger closer and let the gooey thing dance across my skin, well... suit. It grew a little and seemingly explored my hand, circling around my wrist and moved up my arm. It made a circular motion and where it just was, I could suddenly see skin. My skin! It cut open the suit!

I was stunned by the sight, watching the tentacle dance and weave with perplex awe. It touched my bare skin and froze, like it turned solid in an instant.

My mind was ablaze all of a sudden. Wild pictures and primal feelings rushed through my head. A torrent of emotion and will. Urges, wants, needs. Agonizing loneliness and something deep, warm.

In a mere fraction of a second, multiple strong tentacles shot out from the coated bars, grabbing onto my wrists and ankles. I was lifted up a little, legs and arm spread in a wide X. The glistening blue substance rooted all around me, on the ground and the ceiling, confining me in mid-air. It went quickly and most of it was blur, but I could make out two leaner appendages dashing around me with astonishing speed, gently prodding at my body here and there, tracing invisible lines until the SLAVE-Suit peeled from my body in long shreds. I was barely able to comprehend what was going on, but the sudden sensation of air on my skin brought my focus back.

I opened my mouth to cry out, to get help. Even my captors would be better than being eaten alive. Seizing the opportunity, a blob of the goo splattered across my mouth, sealing my lips and coating my tounge.

"Don't shout! I won't hurt! We will escape together! Plea..."

There was a voice in my head. I stopped struggling instantly. More out of confusion then of obedience or believe. WHAT? A VOICE in my HEAD?!

In front of my eyes, the substance peeled of the cage bars, forming a vaguely humanoid shape. It stepped closer, swirling and moving like the rapids of a riptide. Its shapeshifting slowed to a halt and I could make out the humanoid shape again. Or rather the negative of one, I noticed. I saw ample breasts, and strong thighs, shapely hips and slender arms. Only peeled half open and thus from the inside.

There also were two girthy rods in the groin as well as a smaller one. Not sticking out though, but rather sticking into the vacant space.

The open mass stepped closer to me, and I was tilted forward a little. My arms where inserted first, and I could feel the warmth of the silky substance embrace me, flow around my fingers, hug my fins. The creature seemed eager. Moving with dedicated speed, yet it was delicate, graceful even. It flowed around me like the water of a hot spring, running down my arms, caressing my face.

A deep sense of trust and affection rolled through me, taking all my fear and pain, the hardship of the past weeks, with it. Only my curiosity remained, and it burned brighter than ever. And a little fire was started next to it, which quickly grew into an inferno.

It was need.

I was physically pretty attractive I guess, and would often get compliments and jealous glances in my adolescence. It made me feel uncomfortable and I started to hide my body as my features developed. The usual drill; loose clothes, no jewellery or makeup, never even had real friends back then. It was a few years later when I met my first mate. She was lovely to look at, yet even more beautiful inside. She understood what I did go through, and managed to rebuild my trust in our people.

She taught me how much I should love my body, how much she loved my body. I always say that she, Leeara, made me who I am. I still remember her face, whenever I'd undress. How her eyes slowly wandered down my body, taking in the swell of my breasts, resting on my butt and all but feeling up my nethers.

Those memories echoed through my head now. My muscles twitched, and I could feel a little drop of fluid rolling down my thigh.

The suit pressed closer to me, and it had to move a little to fit my breasts into their preordained place. The goo instantly melded to my skin, caressing and rubbing it gently.

My legs where spread a little more, and slowly the lower part of the suit began to engulf me. The warmth crept down my abs, across my waist, all but fondling my tits while the shafts slowly lined up with my entrances.

Contrasting the wet smoothness of the substance until now, the protruding shapes where hard and firm. The longest one easily spread my labia, and slowly began to push into my pussy. The second one touched my ass a second later, pushing inside without hesitation.

My face was covered yet again, a smooth visor muffling my loud moans. The warmth crept up my bubbly ass, all but groping my cheeks by now, as the third of the rods slowly sank into my ryth. A wet squelch could be heard as the crotch-piece of the new suit snuggled against my skin, nestling the three phallic protrusions deep inside me.

My body was going wild at that point. The memories of Leeara made my mind explode with lust, and my new best friend was happy to oblige. The substance had loosened its grip on my surroundings and clung in its full glory to my body. I would've orgasmed right then and there if I could've seen me. An Amazonian goddess, well endowed with big perky breasts and a soft round ass, clad in mesmerizing swirls of green and blue. The impersonation of lust.

What I would not have seen from the outside, was the quick rhythm of the three shafts, pumping inside me. They formed thick lumps deep in my fleshy walls, and moved them from their base to their tip, all but fucking my holes in a quick cadence.

I was reeling on the ground at that point, shaking my hips to the invisible thrusts, and kneading my swollen breasts. My mind was lost in pleasure and I was approaching my climax quickly. I could feel movement at the top of my labia, and a jolt of ecstasy passed through my body as a little tentacle flicked my clit. It began to circle the area, spread my lips even wider and made me jitter and spasm whenever it toyed with my swollen spot.

I was in heaven. On a particularly well timed flick, I came harder than ever before in my life. The tentacles inside my holes moved in sync, making me stretch tight, while my clit got squeezed and sucked harder the ever. My body started to convulse, spasming uncontrollably. The seal on my crotch burst with a wet *pop*, and a small torrent of juices gushed out. My mind was bliss. I bathed in euphoric high, slowly riding out the last waves of pleasure rolling through me.