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(MF, nc, rp, v, cast, sn, sci-fi) *** Towards the center of the spiral galaxy, the council assembled above a pool of serene, crystal blue pool glittering with small colonies of luminescent pollywogs. A flaming terrestrial body streaked overhead towards the dark spiral that obscured most of the heavens above, as a lonely twitter pierced the otherwise silent night. The leader drew the council's attention to the third planet of a remote sun on the outer edge of their galaxy. "It has come to our attention that said planet has become saturated with a malevolent life form whose rudimentary technical development progresses within norms while their social development remains statically barbaric. Recent advances in plasma and genetic engineering suggests planetary expansionism will soon occur with potentially grave consequences to several benign species inhabiting nearby worlds. "Our options as outlined in the Second Article of Evolution are unsolicited intervention or annihilation. Previous encounters dictates intervention in these instances merely delays the inevitable as evidenced by the ghastly aftermath of the Raula Conflict. Timely execution is paramount; the starship Stellar Sun awaits our unanimous decision." With little debate, the annihilation option was unanimously approved, and the Stellar Sun, with its small complement of scientists was dispatched to a nearby interstellar conduit. The pragmatic Captain was well experienced in the various methods available to complete his mission being a veteran of eighteen years of interplanetary war between the aggressive human factions of the Raula Empires. Dealing with the on board scientific community would be his greatest challenge, however, as they had never completely ratified the annihilation option in favor of "biological behavioral intervention." Despite the merits of biological intervention, it had thus far proved only remotely successful in a mere handful of applications. Already scrutinizing the fragments of behavioral data ascertained from several monitoring droids well hidden on the doomed planet, the scientists began to formulate different alternatives to the planned extermination option. By the time the ship decelerated, gliding serenely through the asteroid belt, the Captain had several intervention proposals to consider. Although he would have preferred the simple "thermal core disintegration" method, he was required to consider all options put forward prior to execution and in a moment of frustration decided to give the scientific community one solar cycle to experiment with the doomed species. He needed a vacation anyway and a nearby star system he had monitored on his approach harbored a small planet with compatible and benign life forms. Slipping silently into geosynchronous orbit behind the shadow of the only orbiting moon, the Captain packed lightly and slipped away in his shuttle craft with a sigh of relief, leaving the Stellar Sun on auto pilot. After careful consideration, the scientific community remaining aboard opted for the never before attempted "saturation evolution," and produced the potent serum for atmospheric diffusion. As the biologically engineered clouds formed near the jet stream, the "planted" droids were hurriedly reprogrammed and the ship sensors targeted for the onslaught of data certain to arrive. *** Sung Lee left the tattered tenement she shared with her family amidst darkening skies and oppressive afternoon humidity. Absently she opened her worn umbrella and strolled uneventfully towards the bus stop with her thoughts on her son's upcoming birthday and the budget juggling she needed to buy the game platform he had been hinting of for months. Her uncharacteristic round eyes were circled with darkness from fatigue yet her spirits remained high with the promise of more money from her hard earned promotion at the dress factory. The sky turned even more sullen, bringing a sudden chill to her firm cheeks as tiny droplets swirled through the air. The weather was uncharacteristic for this time of year, and several countrymen had stopped to stare towards the heavens, but she barely noticed until she felt a slight burning in her nose. Two steps later, she faltered as her thoughts momentarily spun in senseless imagery, only to clear as quickly as it had begun. She stood stunned for a moment, then quickly dismissed the spell to her need for a sugar fix, and strolled off again towards the bus stop still several blocks away. Throughout the land, women still able to conceive experienced the same momentary disorientation without exception, but dismissed it for a myriad of personal reasons and went on with their lives. The cloud slowly drifted across a band of islands to the east and did not dissipate even after it had crossed over the sea and onto another large land form already permeated with a band of clouds permeated with the same stinging mist. Meteorologists were stunned at the formation that had spontaneously appeared and disappeared after circumventing the globe while the observing scientific community hidden above glowed in approval of the success of the first phase of their experiment. From across the globe, widespread reports of contaminated precipitation creating momentary vertigo began to flow into the CDC. Samples soon began arriving, but the molecular complexity defied analysis. Within 24-hours, fertile women around the world began experiencing sleeplessness and body aches commonly associated with flu-like symptoms. The medical community was inundated with women with transient, unspecific symptoms. Yet as quickly as the symptoms appeared, they disappeared, leaving behind a frightened and confused populace. It would take several more days for the serum to complete its subtle transformations, but by then it would be too late. Charity stumbled towards the dorm washroom with her bathing supplies securely tucked away in a handcrafted handbag her Mother had made for her last Christmas. She had been studying for the upcoming molecular chemistry exam unrelentingly while being continually plagued with distractions from her roommates loud music, a dull headache, and an uncharacteristic desire between her legs not unlike what she felt at the onset of her period. As she was brushing her teeth, she felt particles of grit on her tongue, and quickly rinsed her mouth fearing that one of her aging crowns had finally began to break down. Distorting her full lips in to a grotesque grin, she noted her two top incisors had grown half a length longer than the surrounding teeth, and that her brushing had inadvertently brushed away the enamel to form two sharp points not unlike those found in the fabled nocturnal creatures that supposedly originated in Transylvania. Her shock was shattered by a sobbing classmate that burst through the door and into one of the stalls who was followed by a line of blood droplets. Charity forgot the image she had just seen in the mirror and ran to the stall door of the hysterical girl. "Are you alright, Ellen," she queried? "I killed him – I killed him," Ellen sobbed hysterically; "I sucked everything from him!" "Easy girl," Chastity cooed in her softest tones as her insides began to somersault, "Let's calm down and go through this together, OK?" "No, "shrieked Ellen, "I couldn't help myself; I ripped off his trousers, and sucked on him until he came, and... Drank everything he had... and... look at my teeth – I'm a damned vampire!" Chastity froze, remembering what had just happened to her teeth, and stepped back with her hand covering her mouth. A guttural cough erupted from the stall and a small piece of flesh skittered across the polished floor. Gathering the few remnants of courage she possessed, she stumbled over to the blue gray flesh that lay on the floor and instinctively knew it was the bloodless remains of a male penis. She sank to her knees in horror, not even wanting to touch the mangled meat but was compelled to do so, nonetheless. Her stomach churned as she touched the lifeless flesh with her forefinger, knowing that once it was alive with desire, throbbing and glistening with a unique beauty that begged to be fondled, nurtured, and caressed until in its fullness, it erupted with a fountain of cream, warm and filled with life. Awash in her thoughts she was startled back to the present by another classmate that stumbled into the washroom with her face and breast covered in blood. "The damn jerk squirted like a ruptured pig," the coed blurted in disdain as she rinsed the blood from her eyes. "Look at me!" Chastity darted into the hallway in her robe and slippers. Dazed from what she had just witnessed, she tried to rationalize what had overtaken her friends when she heard a scream coming from the stairwell leading to the lounge. She ran frantically towards the source of the commotion to encounter Debbie, an obscenely overweight classmate sucking on the firm, discolored penis of the University's star goalie. Fervently she drew his life giving essence from his groin, resembling scenes from a B-rated horror movie, as he lay moaning in orgasmic throes; his body quivering uncontrollably. Within moments he was still, but Debbie continued to suck from his deflated organ until her victim was pale and deflated, completely drained of both his blood and semen. Debbie slowly rose and spat out the remains of his manhood, rubbing her distended belly as she wiped her mouth with her forearm. Slowly her gaze rose to focus on Chastity and a slight grin covered her face with two sharp incisors pressed against her lower lip. "Better go get some soon, Chas," she murmured, "Before they're all gone!" Chastity bolted for the front door into the overcast daylight and was almost immediately overwhelmed with the scene unfolding there. Crazed women, in various stages of undress, were chasing terrified male counterparts throughout the campus grounds, raping and devouring their genitals shamelessly. Those who weren't feeding were in various stages of repose, rubbing their distended bellies with contented faces. Chastity felt her legs wavering until a musky whiff grazed her nostrils. It reminded her of the odor coming from her parents' room after they had "fooled around." Although she had struggled desperately to retain her virginity despite the many temptations she was exposed to, she had retained her virtue until now. She felt her heart pounding and her head spinning, as she dropped her robe and reservations in pursuit of the strong male scent that wafted on the damp summer breeze. Her delightfully feminine body with young firm breasts, and long well-toned legs exalted in its new found freedom as she closed in on her quarry, a middle aged History professor so focused on fleeing the male carnage he had just witnessed, that he didn't turn in time to see Chastity clothesline him and bring him to the ground. As he struggled to regain footing, she tore through the plaid fabric of his pants and gained a good handhold on his wilted manhood. Her mouth locked around the sinewy organ and brought life to the fear frozen organ in just a few moments. Despite her lack of experience, she instinctively knew how to bring this now glorious appendage to it full potential, coaxing his seasoned seed from deep within his groin into the soft yet firm organ that she had starved herself from all these years. With an audible groan his hips jolted skyward and the first warm flow erupted into her mouth. More delicious than anything she had ever known, Chastity sucked with all her strength, while closing her jaw to capture any cream that may attempt to escape. It was then her incisors broke through the soft surrounding flesh and into the blood engorged chambers or his hardness. Blood squirted into her mouth, almost drowning her. It was when the semen and blood mixed that Chastity lost her grip on reality, and drew in every delicious drop of her victims' essence in total surrender. He thrashed about several times and screamed out to deaf ears before his hips slowly returned onto the cool grassy earth and felt his awareness ebb away in the throes of ecstasy. She drank of him until he was completely drained, savoring his unique essence while somewhere, in the back of her clouded memory, she knew this wasn't right and that all her studies were in vain. Sadly, she laid her head on his oversized lifeless belly, and massaged her tummy, now quieted from the rumblings she had been experienced most of the day. Matt awoke just moments before his alarm sounded to the vision of his only daughter standing along side of the bed in a frilly lace nightgown that revealed far more than it concealed. With the initial indications of her transformation into womanhood barely becoming apparent, Angela was the epitome of transition. Still innocent, indeed childlike in many ways, her body betrayed her with budding beauty that promised her femininity would rival that of his own wife, the prom queen, and later runner-up in the State beauty pageant. She smiled down at her Father as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and softly put her hand on his exposed leg. "I'm hungry, Pappy," she cooed sweetly as her soft natural curls framed her delicate features. "I am too Princess," Matt replied sleepily, "Why don't you run downstairs and see what Mom has on the menu for breakfast?" "She's not there, and she can't fix what I want, anyway!" "Well what would my princess like," Matt inquired, hoping it wasn't over $1.99 at Burger King. "I need your peeper, Pappy," she responded hoarsely and savagely tore the remaining covers away from his still reclining form. Despite his best efforts, she had the blankets on the floor within moments and was ripping his flimsy boxers from his torso. He turned over quickly to protect his assets as she leapt on his hips and tried to force him onto his back with strength he never knew she had. After a brief yet fervent battle, she wedged her head beneath his hips and sank her newly formed fangs into the soft flesh of his upper thigh. Matt yowled in pain, but her jaw gripped the tender flesh like a vice. In the brief struggle than ensued, he felt his energy and resistance gradually drain away until he could no longer stave off her attempts to push him onto his back. After a brief struggle and an exasperated whimper, he slowly rolled into the position she desired as she rose onto her elbows to study his withered cock. Angela studied the tender flesh hungrily, tracing the veins, fondling the wrinkled sack from where his balls had withdrawn into his groin from fear, and ran her delicate fingers along the length and girth of his cock in apparent fascination. He could feel his loins stir from the gentleness of her touch but was far too weak to offer anything more than token resistance. When her sweet young lips engulfed the still deflated cock head he groaned and succumbed to the tender and moist ministrations of her tongue along with the gentle massage of her tiny fingers on his wrinkled ball sack. As his cock rose deeper into her mouth, she began to suck harder, as if she wanted to tear it from his body. His hips began to thrust automatically as she continued her oral assault until she was almost choking. Still she continued to draw him into her with powerful suction until his cum began to boil and his orgasm exploding down her tender throat. Matt bellowed in frustrated fulfillment as her two fangs embedded themselves deep into his man meat. Despite her best efforts she couldn't possibly consume the flood of cum tainted blood that began to ooze from her pursed lips and drip lazily into the thatch of matted pubic hair surrounding the base of his cock. In her frenzied feed, she continued to draw his life from him as the spasms of her first real orgasm with a man racked her tiny frame sending rivulets of ejaculate trickling from the small clump of peach fuzz between her legs. Somewhere in the distance came the muffled screams of another ravaged male as Matt sank blissfully into an orgasmic coma. Rising slowly from the bed, Angela trembled as her hunger and orgasmic bliss subsided chewing absently on the lifeless flesh before swallowing the appendage whole. A pang of remorse washed over her momentarily as she licked the last remnants of her Fathers essence from her chin but it passed quickly. Abruptly, she turned and scampered down the stairs, almost colliding headlong with her mother as she entered the house with her chin and robe stained with blood. They embraced and darted back out the door, their hungers pushing them past drained cadavers towards the intoxicating scent of fresh semen and fear. Sung Lee felt the stirring in her loins increase exponentially within moments as she lay between her young son and five year old daughter on a weathered mat. The cool air wafted across her full, milky white breasts stimulating her nipples to their full receptive hardness through her thin gown. As her stomach churned, she reached over to the naked and smooth skinned chest of her son and caressed the hairless contours lovingly, wondering why she hadn't done so earlier. He responded with a sigh and turned towards her unconsciously as her hand slipped further down his naked torso to rest on the warm hairless genitals that she had carried for ten lonely months. Gently her fingers explored the long sinewy flesh, not still full developed with the two small almonds within the tight wrinkled ball sack. His hips moved in a slow circular rhythm as the soft penis began to engorge with virgin blood. As the organ reached its full potential, the foreskin slowly slid away from the moist purple plum now ripe in anticipation. Sung Lee licked her lips absently and eased the comforter away from his gyrating hips but he awoke suddenly, and uttering a barely intelligible phrase, sprang to his feet and bolted for the only privacy to be found in the dwelling – the bathroom. She leapt to her feet and dashed out the front door ashamed and hungry. She was confronted by a stark scene of male genital mutilation. Couples of all ages and sizes were clawing at each other; the males in feeble attempts to protect their flailing masculinity, as the females desperately sought the fruits said organs withheld. Dazed and confused, she ran towards the river until the scent of a young fisherman altered her course and she dove on him before he could react to her slipper hushed footfalls. A brief scream escaped his lips as Sung Lee deftly untied the slipknot holding his tattered pants on his slim hips and tore them free. Her mouth was on the soft flesh immediately, sucking the head towards the back of her throat while her flicking tongue tickled the underside of the shaft. The hapless fisherman gasped and buried his knurled hands into her smooth, flaxen hair as she coaxed the uncircumcised flesh into life. With skill she never knew she possessed, she worked the lifeless gristle into a glorious work of art, grinding her tiny upturned nose into the thick pubic patch above his throbbing manhood as he began to thrust into her face in wild abandon. Almost too quickly, his arousal reached a painful crescendo, and his warm fertile seed thundered blindly down her gasping throat. Her teeth sunk into the throbbing flesh almost painlessly, and Sung Lee finally experienced her sought after fulfillment of the essential mixture only the male of her species could provide. Greedily she slurped down the sperm tainted blood cocktail until her hapless victim had now more to give. Still wanting, she forced her mouth down even harder and sucked the wrinkled scrotum into her mouth. Savoring the texture momentarily, she slowly tightened her jaw around the base of the "package' and severed his now withered genitals with one bite. She eased onto her backside and slowly chewed the lifeless mass appreciatively into a formless pulp before swallowing audibly. She wondered momentarily about her son as she rubbed her bulging tummy gently never to know that her own Mother was draining the last of his youthful essence at the very same moment. Ana was awash with feelings she couldn't remember since the first time she had felt a man take her forcefully in the back seat of his car at the Drive-In. Date rape was unheard of then, replaced by the "after date douche" that was whispered about in the privacy of changing rooms or "girl talks" that were seldom more than a boastful exchange of misinformation. Within the sterile walls of the genetic engineering lab, she had found solstice from a series of sexual misadventures that had defined her life as a recluse, repulsed by the thought of some sex-fiend taking selfish liberties with her most intimate femininity. Her life had abruptly changed when her application had been accepted by Dr. Grey, a leading genetic scientist at the local University. He had taken kindly to her, showing Ana the individual support and attention she craved without having to spread her legs. She flourished in this environment and was soon monitoring the newly fertilized embryos awaiting hosts. The persistent sensations now seemed to grow in intensity with each passing hour to where her white cotton panties were saturated with anticipation and her pointed nipples ached to be fondled. Ana's thoughts of being ravished by fumbling virgin hands were vanquished when she heard the familiar voice of her mentor, Dr. Grey, on the in-house intercom. "Is everything alright down there Ana?" "Yes, Dr." she replied, "I just recycled the embryonic fluid and all cellular monitors are in the green... "I was asking really asking how you are feeling, Ana." "Still with my fingers, Dr.," she quipped, "But otherwise quite well. Is there a problem?" "I'm not sure, come up to my office, would you please?" The intercom clicked off, and despite her earlier reveries, Ana threw her thoughts aside and opted for the three flights of stairs rather than the customary elevator in lieu of the urgency hinted in his voice. Breathless by the time she reached the third floor, Ana trotted toward his corner office when she spotted a frightening vision on one of the overhead monitors that was linked to the external security cams. Two disheveled lab assistants she vaguely recognized were crouched over the grossly overweight project directors' body apparently feasting on his genitals. His pants were around his ankles and the sinister look of ecstasy he gave to all the young female assistants was once again evident, reminding Ana of several encounters she thought were long forgotten. As she stared in disbelief, she watched the life being savagely sucked from him through the under developed organ that barely could be seen below the rolls of his stomach fat. The scene was so repulsive that Ana bolted for the comfort of Dr. Gray's office with her soggy underwear gnawing at her thighs with every stride. Bolting through the door, she found her visibly shaken mentor, leaning against a bookshelf with fear written across his face and his hands clutching his crotch. "It's a pandemic," he croaked as the last remnants of humanity escaped Ana. She leapt over his large oak desk and was on him in an instant, ripping away the last vestiges of his modesty with an animalistic fervor. His large penis lay shriveled on its side as Ana ripped away her clothing and stared at the fear frozen appendage with lustful eyes. She threw herself on the lifeless gristle, rubbing her throbbing nipples on the beautifully formed glans as she ground her engorged clitoris into the muscular thighs that were always hidden beneath a shroud of material. As her passion triggered her first spine tingling orgasm Ana shrieked with fulfillment and bathed his thigh with an explosive burst of ejaculate before rolling off his motionless body and engulfing the terrified organ in the warm silky wetness of her mouth. Ana massaged life into the limpness with fervent tongue manipulations that soon had the deflated organ filling her throat with throbbing desire. She could feel the abundance of warm, life giving fluid that was staged to erupt through the long glistening appendage that had just revealed its true potential. He stared into space vacantly as the first explosive stream of semen splattered against the back of her throat and her deadly incisors pierced into the secret depths of his mighty cock. As she drank her fill, his life drained away into a whisper, and for once in her lifetime, Ana finally felt as if she had control of her sexual counterpart. She relished the fulfillment he had given her and drank from him until there was no more. Ana found two more males that had hidden themselves quite well in a nearby office despite the throngs of famished females that had previously scoured the area to feed their need. She subdued the young man quickly with a knee to the groin and focused on his aging guardian who was too stunned to offer resistance. As she slowly unfastened his belt she stared into his terror filled eyes with sexual prowess, sensing his acceptance with a smiled. His tiny appendage was long and thin but was filled with the unmistakable passion that only years of sexual experience and renewed anticipation can provide. As she stroked life into the throbbing organ with loving gentleness, he laid back slowly in passive surrender and closed his eyes. Her lips gently closed around the base of his now throbbing organ and her tongue went to work as if it had a mind of its own. The first stream of semen to trickle down her throat was woefully lacking, revealing a reproductive dysfunction not uncommon in those whose lives were scarred by aging. Although she drained his warm seed, she stopped short of taking all his blood, knowing the younger companion would provide far more essence for her to savor. Ana turned away from the dying corpse disdainfully and focused on the young lad just now gaining his senses from the brutal onslaught he had received a short time earlier. She quickly disrobed the young body, savoring the youthful skin that lay before her trembling. Gently she cooed reassurance is his ear, as her hands explored the tender flesh, ripening to her loving touch. On the verge of sensual overload, she straddled the slim torso and guided the well formed penis between her inflamed labia, thrusting her hips savagely as the sensitive tissues filled with blood. Biting her lower lip while painfully pinching her hardened nipples, she delayed her impending orgasm until the last conceivable moment, allowing the electric waves to wash over her endlessly. His arousal was now gloriously apparent, as his hips moved automatically, enriching her continuing orgasm in the fulfillment of a lifelong dream. She could feel his youthful zeal approaching its zenith, and quickly dismounted knowing instinctively his release could only best be realized in the warm recesses of her mouth. Greedily, Ana forced the beautifully engorged appendage past her raking teeth into her awaiting throat, distending her jaw almost painfully to accommodate its throbbing girth. As he arched his back towards the ceiling with an appreciative groan, the first explosive stream of lust pummeled the back of her stretched throat, almost gagging her while unexpectedly forcing her jaw closed. The volcanic eruption of blood combined with the virile virgin semen flooding her esophagus triggered another explosive orgasm that sent Ana's body into convulsions that would last for a timeless eternity. Instinctively, she continued to suck the life from him until his body weakened and he slumped back to the floor. She dined blissfully at leisure, savoring the thrill of their orgasmic experience and the unique individual savor he had provided before dozing peacefully with her head resting gently on the mangled and discolored flesh. Several hours later, she set out in search of more protein rich nutrition, yet after a prolonged and exhaustive search, it soon became apparent that no living males could be found. Making her way past scores of decomposing male corpses to the local sperm and blood banks, she found them completely drained by bands of women that had now began to form. Not wanting to share any conquests she may chance upon with others, Ana found her way back to the lab and after deep thought, uncommon to most; she extracted several of the tiny embryos into a syringe with a long flexible tube. Tucking a pillow under firm, pear shaped bottom, Ana gently inserted the sinewy tube past her hyper sensitive labia into the warm recesses of her throbbing womb. Pushing the plunger gently, she felt the warm nutrient rich fluid brimming with life; flood her most intimate orifice, bringing about a small, yet uniquely fulfilling orgasm. After several hours, she rose unsteadily from the exam table where she lay, and huddled in a fetal position in a dark corner as her body experienced, for the first time, the unique sensation of hibernation. Soon a cold winter would embrace the ravaged world and with the onset of spring, would come the hope of new life from within. ** The Captain gently docked his shuttle craft against the belly of the Stellar Sun as he read the conclusion of the scientists report. In all appearances, the implanted serum had been an unqualified success without damaging any other indigenous life forms. Since time was not a factor, the elimination of the males of the targeted species historically dictated extinction of the entire species was inevitable. And too, since the target planet remained intact, scavenger vessels could be deployed within a few decades to extract the precious resources still abundantly available, or colonization vessels from a threatened docile species could be diverted to inhabit this now dying world. That would be the Council's ultimate decision depending on data from the monitoring droids; but his mission was complete and the scientific community was assured of future opportunities to assist in galactic stabilization. After a quiet celebration the ship broke orbit and set course towards the conduit that would take them home. Just beyond the last cluster of stars on the spiral arm of the galaxy, a dark and ponderous man-of-war drifted on the stellar winds. Its hull showed the scars of numerous weapons impacts and many of the non-critical systems had long ago been scavenged for components to repair critical ones. The stored consumables were perilously low, and there was hushed talked of extinction among the weathered fugitives even though the command staff had committed all their resources to locating a habitable world. As desperations icy grip engulfed the entire crew, a beautiful blue world, with a wonderfully breathable atmosphere and plenty of natural resources just within the reach of the ships critically low fuel reserves was sighted. Inhabited by only female humans, conquest was simplified and cross breeding would insure they would, once again, become the dominant galactic species they once were. Within moments, the last Raula warship fired its engines for the last time and set course for its unsuspecting host world. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 50