Gabe619
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Quexicotal stood and waved its tentacles around in fury as the planet got closer and closer on the main view screen. Of all the places for a high energy transducer to fail, it had to do so while in the gravity well of planet Earth. It was a simple enough piece of technology to fix if it had the parts and the time, but as his ship was dragged down into the atmosphere of the planet and Quexicotal frantically pushed buttons and pulled levers trying to maintain a level flight path, it knew that this was going to be a very hard landing indeed. He had been warned by his superiors to stay away from Earth, it had been labeled a backwater planet with a primitive bi-pedal species infesting most of its surface, but no, Quexicotal's curiousity had betrayed him once again as he had scanned the wavebands of the transmissions these 'humans' sent carelessly into space.
He had been enjoying watching a human called 'Jay Leno' who seemed to be one of the leaders of this species by the way he held court in front of his subjects when the transducer had blown. Not having time to fire up the main engines and escape, all Quexicotal could do was pray to whichever of his gods might be listening that he would survive the crash... and if he did, then survive the primitives who lived on this gods forsaken world.
***
Well the landing hadn't been as bad as Quexicotal had thought. Indeed the ship was in quite good condition. As it worked feverishly to make sure the cloaking device which kept his ship hidden from the humans was working properly, Quex wondered why so many hazardous warnings had been placed on this world. It seemed harmless enough and so far no one had appeared to investigate the falling star which had crashed just outside one of the planets smaller settlements. The surveys and handbooks all stated quite clearly that if any of Quexicotals race landed here they should never leave the ship,even though the atmosphere seemed breathable. Ok, so there were a properties in the air that were foriegn and alien to his species, but none that would harm him he thought as he looked out of a view port at the trees and grass outside.It was night time which helped him and as he stood and rubbed a tentacle across his head, Quex knew he would have to venture out side and risk the settlement to find spare metal for his repairs. He would have to risk whatever strange hazard his superiors had found on Earth if he was ever to leave.
Pushing a button, Quex allowed the hatch to cycle open letting in the fresh air outside and he inhaled through both of his mouths, paused to see if it had any effect, and then exhaled. Nope, he felt fine. Ok then, time to go find some metal. With a blink of his eye he allowed his body to shimmer and change into the form of a human he had seen on his monitors. he thought taking the shape of their leader, Jay Leno, would be to dangerous, so instead Quexicotal turned himself into a man he had seen on several of the humans 'movies'. Someone called Tom Cruise. The fact he was naked and had maybe mistaken the length of one particular appendage was of no concern to Quex. His people didn't believe in clothing anyway and he had always been proud of the length and thickness of his tentacles. Anyway no human would notice his 10" ... um, what did they call the male appendage now? Oh yes, cock, that was it. Confident and sure of his new shape and appearence, the alien Quexicotal strode off toward town not realising the effect breathing Earths air had on his species. The slight warmth he felt and the buzzing in his head he had put down to the crash, nothing to worry about, although he was missing his mate very much right now. The thought of her tentacled naked body, of her soft green skin and the leathery lips of her mouths made him shudder slightly in lust. Oh well, he would be back with her soon, he was sure he could restrain his sexualneeds for the short time he would be stuck here .... right?
He had been enjoying watching a human called 'Jay Leno' who seemed to be one of the leaders of this species by the way he held court in front of his subjects when the transducer had blown. Not having time to fire up the main engines and escape, all Quexicotal could do was pray to whichever of his gods might be listening that he would survive the crash... and if he did, then survive the primitives who lived on this gods forsaken world.
***
Well the landing hadn't been as bad as Quexicotal had thought. Indeed the ship was in quite good condition. As it worked feverishly to make sure the cloaking device which kept his ship hidden from the humans was working properly, Quex wondered why so many hazardous warnings had been placed on this world. It seemed harmless enough and so far no one had appeared to investigate the falling star which had crashed just outside one of the planets smaller settlements. The surveys and handbooks all stated quite clearly that if any of Quexicotals race landed here they should never leave the ship,even though the atmosphere seemed breathable. Ok, so there were a properties in the air that were foriegn and alien to his species, but none that would harm him he thought as he looked out of a view port at the trees and grass outside.It was night time which helped him and as he stood and rubbed a tentacle across his head, Quex knew he would have to venture out side and risk the settlement to find spare metal for his repairs. He would have to risk whatever strange hazard his superiors had found on Earth if he was ever to leave.
Pushing a button, Quex allowed the hatch to cycle open letting in the fresh air outside and he inhaled through both of his mouths, paused to see if it had any effect, and then exhaled. Nope, he felt fine. Ok then, time to go find some metal. With a blink of his eye he allowed his body to shimmer and change into the form of a human he had seen on his monitors. he thought taking the shape of their leader, Jay Leno, would be to dangerous, so instead Quexicotal turned himself into a man he had seen on several of the humans 'movies'. Someone called Tom Cruise. The fact he was naked and had maybe mistaken the length of one particular appendage was of no concern to Quex. His people didn't believe in clothing anyway and he had always been proud of the length and thickness of his tentacles. Anyway no human would notice his 10" ... um, what did they call the male appendage now? Oh yes, cock, that was it. Confident and sure of his new shape and appearence, the alien Quexicotal strode off toward town not realising the effect breathing Earths air had on his species. The slight warmth he felt and the buzzing in his head he had put down to the crash, nothing to worry about, although he was missing his mate very much right now. The thought of her tentacled naked body, of her soft green skin and the leathery lips of her mouths made him shudder slightly in lust. Oh well, he would be back with her soon, he was sure he could restrain his sexualneeds for the short time he would be stuck here .... right?
