Axe: Bodyspray for Men (and asexual six-foot tall single-celled organisms)

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"HUMANS. WELCOME TO YOUR DOOMmmmscrrztchhhftzpopsprktzzzzz... Oops. Is that better?" asked the six-foot tall thickly ciliated being. "Damned translators. Not enough money in the budget. Anyway, you may just wonder where you are. You've been abducted for research purposes and..."

"Damn you to hell and back!" stood up the muscular blonde man. "My name is Biff Butch, ex-Marine and soldier for hire. You space aliens will never rule this planet, if my name isn't Biff Butch!"

"Well, I never! See here, we're here -- well, *I'm* here -- to perform marketing research for our new product, a pheremone-enhanced..."

"OH MY GOD! IT'S GOT A SPACE BOMB!!!"

"What? No -- we're -- *I'm* -- here just for test marketing purposes and, say, you're being awfully rude. Let go of my psuedopod! Stop spilling that bottle of test product all over me. Do you do this to guests in your home?"

"RUN FOR IT, BIANCA! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"

However, as Bianca was suddenly ripping and tearing through her restraints and eyeing the alien rather suspiciously, Biff Butch had a feeling she wasn't going to run...

OOC: Closed for Pywakit, although PM us if you'd like to add another pheremone-induced woman to the mix. :cathappy:


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Bianca

It had all happened so fast. One moment, Bianca had been running the numbers for Butch, and the next, she was here, strapped to the weird half-alive pod-thing by a bunch of things that looked and felt like tongues but didn't come out of mouths. She'd watched, speecheless and horrified as the alien confronted Biff, and as Biff confronted the alien, and then...

What was that smell? The odor... it brought back so many memories! Her first kiss, that first night of timid experimental sex, the torrid affairs, the one true love who she'd left back on Earth to pursue her career... every single orgasm she had suddenly flashed through her mind. And they all felt... hollow. False. Echoes of what COULD be.

And this alien before her. She knew, suddenly, that he could give her what she suddenly realized she needed.

She tore at her straps with a sudden strength. As she did, her suit fell away in strips. Her space helmet dislodged and tumbled to the floor, revealing her full head of deep purple hair, her green eyes, and her full pouting lips. Her suit tore as well, and she was quickly able to wriggle out of it. A moment later, she stood, chest heaving and skin flushed, in a pair of regulation-issue panties and tank-top.

"Butch!" she said in a voice wet with anticipation. "Back off. Let me... handle this... myself..." She stepped up to the alien and looked it over, licking her lips, wondering what part of it would feel best inside of her...
 
Biff Butch suddenly jumped in between the alien and the hapless woman! He fought off the onslaught, but to no avail!

WHAM! Biff Butch shrugged off the attack to his left. "Damn you! Damn you to hell! You will never reach your goal of wanton procreation with other life forms!"

POW! Biff Butch absorbed the blow to his right side. "Curses! You cannot defeat me, you horrible, evil, creature! You know the side of good and justice always overcomes badness and evil!"

CRACK! Biff Butch held his stance, his body reeling from the punishment. "Blast! Your foul affrontery will not go unpunished! You will not succeed in your devious evil turpitude!"

WHACK! Biff Butch held his balls. "Okay, you dumb broad, if you want to **** something that looks like something that crawled out of your nose magnified a thousand times, don't come crawling back to me!"

Biff Butch then bravely clutched his family jewels, groaned a bit, and keeled over. The alien, having seen what the female of the species did to the male, quivered resolutely at its fate...


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Bianca

Bianca rolled her eyes at the quivering man on the floor. He should have known better than to get in her way, but too late now. Already forgotten, she turned her wide-eyed stare back at the alien, her eyes travling up and down and then left and right over its body. And it WAS an it. She wasn't sure if it was male, female, both, or neither, but none of that mattered. Her hand slid down her front and under her panties, rubbing at the wetness it found there as she stood in front of the alien.

"So then... you aliens, you've got a lot of experience probing body cavities, yeah? I hope so, because I've got a lot of body cavities that need probing!"
 
"PROBING? INDEED! WE SHALL EXPLORE YOUR MOST INNER RECESSES UNTIL YOU DIE A HORRIBLE... fzzt.. sprk. Sorry, the budget again. What I really mean to say is that we've stopped that sort of thing ever since we got some rather bad data from the cows. Did you know for several of your earth years, we assumed you all had four stomachs? Terribly embarrassing..."

Biff, however, would have none of this. Quivering, standing up, his eyes focused poorly on the woman and alien in front of him. With great resolve and poor aim, he lunged forward. Into the woman. He again, passed out, comforted in knowing his heroic effort saved humanity, although all it did was shove our heroine into the alien's... thingies.

No, wait. Cilia. The wavering tentacle like hairs covered its body entirely. As she fell, they wrapped around her, licking, their slimey yet sensing tongues coating her body with its AXE-embedded mucuous. They stroked her cheek, they licked her neck, they wrapped around her heroine-endowed bosom. They licked and stroked her stomach, joining her fingers in pushing down her soaked panties. Little tentacles crept underneath her panties, to stroke and touch her smooth bottom. Others wrapped around her legs, their slime providing her a slickness not felt before.

It was going to be a rather long night.


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Bianca

Bianca glanced back at Biff, a look almost of sadness and disappointment in her bright blue eyes. Was she regretting the fact that he had been so humiliated? So beaten? Not really...

"You should have some of your slaves or robots or whatever put that one back in his pod or in a cell or something. Somewhere he can't hurt himself any more, and somewhere he won't interrupt us," she said as she snuggled closer against that wonderful body, loving the way its cillia writhed and wetted all over her. A moment later, she pulled away, slime leaving long thin trails between her now wet body and the alien. The front of her shirt was soaked, and her nipples, erect and throbbing, were plainly visible.

"So isn't there a lab we need to go to? Or we can get started here, if you want. As long as you DO get started, you big mean alien. I'm sure there's a lot about me that you're dying to explore and experiment on... and in..."
 
"Ah! Explorations! No, we merely wish to establish diplomatic relations. Unfortunatley, these damnably useless translators don't seem to be working well. Indeed, these lights here are a convenience for yourselves, as we can't see visually as well." The lights dimmed to show the green ciliated thing glowing in the darkness. Some of its appendages were stubby, others long and flowing. The creature oozed across the floor, secreting a slime to aid mobility, and futher mixing with the heady odor that attracted the woman so much. A particularly elongated cilia crept up the woman's leg, and slid across her bottom. Another touched her collarbone, its warm liquids sliding down her chest. Its ciliate strands touched her breasts, warming and tickling her through her thin top. The ciliate on her bottom slid under her underwear, licking the space between her cheeks.

"I must say," the alien said, "This will be much more enlightening than the cows!"


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Bianca

"Mmmmm...." Bianca said as she closed her eyes and concentrated on the warm wetness dripping onto her, on the delicious feeling of the alien's tentacles slithering along her ass and against the hem of her panties, and to the unbelievably incredible scent of it all. Finally, she'd had enough.

"That's IT!" she said. She reached up and tore her shirt apart, unleashing her breasts into the moist air, her nipples hard and aching for attention. An instant later, she'd hooked her thumbs under the straps of her panties and tugged. The flimsy straps snapped, but not before the crotch of her panties slid up between her lips, cameltoeing her cunt. She grabbed the front of her panties and gasped as she tugged them up, sliding the soaking fabric along between her lips, flossing herself, and then flinging the panties away. She began to circle the alien, practically crawling over his lower reaches, tugging and seeking something among his tendrils and tentacles.

"Now then... there's got to be something here I can use... something hard..."
 
"Oh, my! Oh, my!" reacted the alien, in a fit of display of her violence. Her reactions to its attempts at communication were most distressing, and restraining her and calming her down were of utmost importance! Unfortunately, the translated malfunctioned again.

"YEAH? TAKE IT, BITCH."

Now, from what little literature it had access to (mostly discarded and wet copies of salvaged PentCapsule -- it's remarkable what sort of garbage is up in space) she was showing her unmentionable parts, and the next logical thing was to cover them up.

And so it did. A rather large pseudopod reached for her chest, its wet sucker-like appendages affixing themselves to her stiffening bosom. The little tiny mouths sucked, a thousand little orifices covering her breasts. The little pores leaked wet fluid, as it slid over her breasts.

Meanwhile, large tentacles were coiling up her legs, spreading them apart, a wet tingling goo trailing up her legs. One tentacle sought to cover her ass, slidingly wetly and warm in the crack of her ass. It pressed deeply between her cheeks, rubbing against her asshole. The other mimiced her former panties, sliding across her slit, a slime of alien floss rubbing between her legs.

Her hands began to grasp and grab other appendages on its body. They reflexively withdrew in a partial fashion, leaving organic rodlike extensions, pulsating with slick juices, covering her hands in a clear sticky goo.

The creature had really really hoped she would let go of its nose.


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Bianca

Bianca gave up her search as she felt the alien's tentacles slithering all across her body, coating them with its slime. She wasn't sure what the slime was for... but it felt great! The friction, the slippery friction... perfect! The tiny little suckers covering her tits worked and suckled, tugging at her flesh in a delicate ripple as other tentacles slithered around between her legs. At first, she was excited by the sensations below; the feeling of thick alien lengths sliding back and forth between her ass cheeks and her cunt lips was wonderful. But she started wondering... was that it? They weren't going inside... she wanted them inside her!

"...no... NO..." she gasped. "Inside... INSIDE!" She reached out and grabbed hold of the closest tentacle, and smiled as something stiff and long slid out. Something was leaking from its tip, a clear sticky goo.

"That's more like it." And with that, she jammed the creature's nose up into her body, sliding it deep into her pussy.
 
"Mmmf... uhhhh..." it was rather strange having one's nose shoved up another's orifice, but whatever works in diplomacy. Said orifice was tight, wet, and warm. Its liquids mixed with that of the alien, creating a succulent concoction of stiff hard gelatinous rigidity sliding in and out her hot little... diplomacy. Her levels of sweat were increasing, an obvious friendly response to this token gesture. And so the alien searched for other such things, and found one on the rear of the mammalian creature. It then placed a probing tentacle at the entrance, finding it tighter than the other hole, but still yielding. Increasing the flow of fluid to the surface assisted it in gradually sliding in.

She meanwhile, was shrieking, and this caused the alien a bit of distress. Perhaps calming her down with... what... well, if one tentacle worked for one opening... the alien produced two more, stiff solid and similar in shape. Their hardness rubbed against her cheeks, and let go a little clear slime, nonetheless overpowering with its pheremone scent.

As it attempted to hold her stable, with its suckers alternately sucking and releasing her chest and back, the alien hoped she would calm down, just a bit.

OOC: Don't calm down. :catgrin:


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Bianca

Bianca certainly didn't calm down. The double penetration was driving her crazy, the feeling of those slippery yet penetrating alien lengths driving up into her filled her almost to where she wanted to be... but not quite. She felt other tentacles down there, felt a lot more wetness coating her, and reached down with her hands to take the closest length and press it against the one already lodged in her pussy.

At first, there was no room. With a frustrated moan, she slid the length down between the two tentacles, the one in her ass and the one in her cunt. There, the third length had nowhere to slide to, and as she pushed... she gasped as she felt it slide up inside of her pussy. As soon it was in, her hands were already seeking a fourth...
 
The wet coated tendrils were sliding in and out of her pussy and ass. They wriggled inside, rubbing against her tight pussy walls, and her tighter juicy asshole. A third, smaller, tendril slid into her pussy as well, closer to the opening of her slit, occasionally slipping out against her clitty as well.

The woman's motions caused the alien a bit of a panic. More tendrils slid up her body, leaving a glistening moist trail of warm wetness on her skin. They encircled her waist around her back, landing upon her tight firm breasts. Suckers licked and sucked her firm tits.

More tentacles. They were near her face, emitting a clear ooze, of delicious scent. They rubbed her, leaking fluid on her cheeks and chins, dripping down her neck. Finally, one of them entered her mouth, filling her with stiff hard warmth, probing and pushing through her lips.


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Bianca

As the tentacle found her mouth, Bianca finally just let herself go. She went limp, her body slumping against the alien's wet, slippery flank, held up by all of the tentacles on her and in her. Her body was twisting and stretching, bending and turning as the alien heaved around and into her. Her arms hung limply at her sides, and she gasped and gulped, swallowing more and more of the length the alien was feeding into her mouth. She wondered idly if the one in her mouth and the one slithering up her ass would meet somewhere deep inside her...
 
The sudden limpness of the woman was certainly unexpected to the alien creature! Immediate measures would have to be taken! The tentacles sliding in and out of her wet pussy began to extrude smaller tendrils, licking and slurping her insides, in an attempt to stimulate her awake. Certainly a million tiny tongues on her clitoris would be of benefit, no? The tentacles worming their way up her ass also sprouted said appendages filled her ass with waving peristaltic vibrations, Suckers affixed to her breasts continued to suck and pinch, almost simultaneously on her firm nipples. The stiff rods finding their way into her mout and down her throat were oozing a white salty sweet liquid, patterned after base communication between female and male human species.

The alien hoped this would work...


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Bianca

OOC: Sorry I've been gone for so long... things got all busy and distracting in RL. I'm back now, though! :)

IC: It was a sudden explosion of sensation, all throughout her body. Bianca suddenly arched her back and cried out, but her scream of ecstasy was muffled by the thick length lodged in her mouth and throat. She came suddenly, her entire body shaking and throbbing. A jet of womanly come spurted from her, washing over the alien's body in a warm, salty gush.
 
The alien continued fucking the helpless woman. Its cock-like tendrils down her throat squirmed and writhed. Several tendrils wrapped around her breasts and waist, caressing her with its wet suckers. A few squirmed within her ass, ticking her from within. And many slitherered within her pussy, some entering her as others withdrew, sliding wetly over her stiff clitty.

Suddenly, as the woman climaxed, so did the alien creature. From every tendril and tentacle, white fluid spurted out, coating the young woman with white creamy ooze. It was all almost alive, slithering on her body, coating and tingling her skin.

Wetly sliding over the prone exhausted woman, the alien creatures languid tentacles gently caressed the young woman, as it released cooling pheremones designed to relax mammalian species.

"This was much better than the cow," the alien thought.

OOC: Running out of ideas for this one. Let me PM you the android one again...


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