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dead_niinja
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Yomba waved a hand and the door to the facility of NASA opened by itself. Whatever it was, it was the limited powers he had of mind control and telekinesis. The only permanent power he had was the ability to keep himself hard and horny 24 hours a day. The rest he had to buy from his planet. He lived in a poor planet thousands of light years away in another galaxy. His people were known for high sexual drive but they lacked in other abilities so there were stalls set to buy powers. The government there granted him some mind control powers which he was going to use today after nearly 35 years. Today his mission on earth was complete and he was taking away what he came for.
"You wanna run fast? Get that fuckin heart rate up like you do when you're having an orgasm?" he shouted back at Sona who was trailing along after him with her huge tits jiggling and blue pigtails going everywhere. The bitch was suppose to be good at soccer and good at fucking him. Well, she was good at fucking him. She made him sweat.
They entered the NASA facility and the whole crew was mind controlled by Yomba. He just put a thought in their minds that they are going to hire a space craft and take it out in the orbit. That's it. Mission was simple and clean. But in reality, they were going to take the space aircraft through a wormhole and dock it onto the huge space craft on which Yomba came on alone. Yomba left his ship miles back and jumped through the wormhole in a suit just in case because he didn't know how bad were the people of earth going to be. But it was the opposite. He had the most amazing 30 years of his life. He fucked millions of girls in search for the lost one. He found the lost one in Sona. Only she was able to match his sexual drive and now he was taking her back home.
But first step was first. Reach Yomba's space ship. The mind controlled crew showed them the advanced ship Sona was going to fly. "You sure you could fly this thing? Wouldn't your tits come in the way of the controls?" Yomba chuckled. Nah, she was an astronaut, well, suppose to be an astronaut. They were going to find out in the next hour just how good she was going to be.
"You wanna run fast? Get that fuckin heart rate up like you do when you're having an orgasm?" he shouted back at Sona who was trailing along after him with her huge tits jiggling and blue pigtails going everywhere. The bitch was suppose to be good at soccer and good at fucking him. Well, she was good at fucking him. She made him sweat.
They entered the NASA facility and the whole crew was mind controlled by Yomba. He just put a thought in their minds that they are going to hire a space craft and take it out in the orbit. That's it. Mission was simple and clean. But in reality, they were going to take the space aircraft through a wormhole and dock it onto the huge space craft on which Yomba came on alone. Yomba left his ship miles back and jumped through the wormhole in a suit just in case because he didn't know how bad were the people of earth going to be. But it was the opposite. He had the most amazing 30 years of his life. He fucked millions of girls in search for the lost one. He found the lost one in Sona. Only she was able to match his sexual drive and now he was taking her back home.
But first step was first. Reach Yomba's space ship. The mind controlled crew showed them the advanced ship Sona was going to fly. "You sure you could fly this thing? Wouldn't your tits come in the way of the controls?" Yomba chuckled. Nah, she was an astronaut, well, suppose to be an astronaut. They were going to find out in the next hour just how good she was going to be.