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When Leah went for a late-night swim in the pond on the back of her property, the only thing on her mind was exhausting the pent-up energy keeping her awake. Diving into the cool waters, she managed a few laps before her life was turned upside down by the most unlikely of sources. Lifted out of the pond by powerful tentacles, and positioned on dry land, she watched as several figured emerges from the trees.
Unable to resist their alien charms, Leah was taken over and over again before agreeing to go to one of their ships parked in deep space. But once aboard, attitudes change and she suddenly finds herself in a nightmare of perverted aliens hell-bent on taking over earth.
She planted both palms on her scalp and screamed. It came out guttural, nowhere close to how she expected to sound. And then there was the absence of weight on her…
There was hair on her chest! She grabbed her rock-hard pectorals and realized her boobs were gone. Her forearms were thick with muscle. Her legs bristled with hair. And between her thighs…
"Oh wow," she murmured. She had a… And it was awake!
Sasha trembled as it stared back at her with its one slitted eye. The head was bulbous, like a rubbery crown, and its ruddy skin was almost purple in the morning darkness. Tentatively, she reached for it, and jerked when her fingertips brushed the shaft. It was sensitive! "Oh…" she breathed. It was definitely hers. Sasha wrapped her fingers around the shaft and gently pulled it to the side. She felt new muscle down in her pelvis, and the luscious pleasure of stroking away its stiffness.
Sasha gazed at the thick vein that ran down the side of it, into a trimmed thatch of black pubic hair. It was not the prettiest thing she'd ever seen--in fact, it was fair to say it was ugly--but it was wider and meatier than most she'd encountered. It was an impressive specimen.
Sasha squirmed on the mattress every time she moved it, but she couldn't stop exploring. The foreskin was mottled in places, just like any patch of skin, but its erection made it bloom a healthy red. And it moved! She watched it pulse with the beat of her heart. As she moved it, she felt the organ pulsate with pleasure. "Shit…" she whispered. It felt good when she touched it.
How had this happened? She slid from the bed in the unknown apartment--no, it was bigger than an apartment--and searched for a mirror. As she stumbled towards the bathroom, she realized she was taller than before. She was over six feet. Hell, she towered over the furniture!
She padded into the bathroom on her hairy feet and slammed the light switch. She screamed when she saw Trent in the mirror. He was naked, and staring back at her with the stupidest look on his face. "What are you doing here?" she demanded.
Her jaw dropped. Her eyes bugged out of her skull. She slid her fingers over her cheek and the sandpaper rough stubble that grew there. "Oh no…" she said. Her heart pounded in her chest (in her finely sculpted chest, she had to admit). Her thing bobbed below her waist like a snake struck by rigor mortis. "Oooooh!" she growled at the uncomfortable thing. "Go away!" she hissed. "I can't deal with this right now. Go down!" She grabbed the shaft and angrily squeezed it.
"Oh!" she gasped, and bent double.
She leaned against the bathroom counter, her shaft still gripped in her hand. "Go down," she ordered it. But it didn't listen. She tried flexing her new muscles, but none of them seemed to control it. "Damn it," she gasped, when she squeezed it again. "How do I? How does it…?" But she knew. It was obvious.
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