Warning: This story is unsuitable for minors and contains
explicit descriptions of sexual activity considered taboo (and
illegal) in most (if not all) jurisdictions. If such activity
offends you, please DO NOT read any further. I do not condone any
illegal activity and stress that this work is fiction, fantasy,
and in no way meant to reflect reality. Sexual abuse of minors is
a very serious issue and I encourage anyone tempted to engage in
such behavior to seek help immediately.

Title: Life Through an Alien Lens (SciFi, Aliens, Mg, Mb, Bondage) 
Date of Latest Update to This Story: 12/20/16

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Without further adieu...

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Part 1: Childhood Changes

Shivering with fear, Devon and Darla gripped each other's hands
tightly as they were ushered forward. At seven-years-old, the
twins were aware that something very bad had happened to their
ship and that their mommy and daddy were no longer with them.
Moreover, they both realized that this ship, with it's sharp
edges and dark shadows and scary looking aliens, was very
different from the warm and welcoming interior of the UCD Swan;
their parents' deep space exploration vessel and the only home
they could remember. Clad only in their pajamas, the twins weaved
through the confusing corridors while the guards behind them
occasionally corrected their course and steered them to some
unknown destination.

A door appeared before them and the twins' anxiety spiked. Though
they couldn't read the alien language posted above the portal,
both knew that their fate lay beyond the ominous black gateway
and neither were particularly inclined to pass through. When the
door opened, however, neither had time to contemplate what was
next as the guards, apparently ready for this prisoner escort to
be finished, roughly pushed the youngsters past the threshold
before the door snapped shut behind the kids. For little Darla,
this was simply too much. Letting out a loud wail, the girl
suddenly began to weep violently as she stood stock still, eyes
closed and her thin nighty little protection from the terror
consuming her. Devon wanted to cry as well, but the little boy
summoned all his strength and remained quiet.

In front of the children was a bevy of what appeared to be
medical equipment and several of the aliens busily participating
in a variety of tasks. Roughly humanoid in shape and wearing
uniforms similar to the guards, the aliens had smooth brown skin
and no visible hair. Their wide insect-like eyes were prominently
featured on their face while their mouths seemed to take up the
entire bottom-half of their heads and was made up of a dark
gelatinous membrane that vibrated as they spoke to each other.
Each hand contained seven long and dexterous fingers that moved
smoothly over their workstations and none appeared to notice
Devon and Darla.

Just as Devon began to wonder what he and his sister were going
to do, two aliens, previously unseen because they were on the
side of the room, swiftly fell upon the twins and, picking the
children up, strode confidently into the fray. Before Devon or
Darla could react, both found themselves on individual beds, much
like the medical beds back on the Swan, and a gaggle of aliens,
now seemingly very interested, surrounded each child. Though
Devon and Darla protested, fought, and cried, their pajamas were
quickly removed and their limbs were stretched away from their
torsos. Four thin elastic bands, cool to the touch and feeling of
leather, were slid effectively onto each limb and pushed up to
the base until they seemed to symbolically separate the
children's arms and legs from their torsos. Then the aliens
stepped backwards.

Confused, Devon and Darla took a moment to look at each other and
see that their sibling wore the same four bands. "What... What
is..." began Darla before one of the aliens pressed a small
button on the command console and her question was interrupted by
a surprised yelp. The bands were doing something.

As each child looked at the arm bands curiously, their limbs
below the bands suddenly blinked out of existence. First they
were there, solid and real. The next moment they were gone, as if
they never existed. In their place was a small flesh-like
covering that seemed to cap the missing limb much as the flesh of
an amputee would grow over an incision. Both Devon and Darla
cried out in horror and their eyes darted to their legs where, to
their horror, they discovered that everything below the bands on
their hips had disappeared and was replaced by the same
flesh-like cap. The shock of loosing their limbs in such a
dramatic fashion had an obvious effect - both immediately tried
to sit up and protest. However, with no arms or legs, the
children discovered that their balance, and indeed their
mobility, was now completely gone. Devon, so surprised by his
lack of balance, began to roll to his side and it was the quick
reaction of one of the aliens that saved the boy from tumbling to
the ground.

......

The children needn't have worried, however. Over the course of
the next few days, as the alien craft sped towards it's home, the
children would discover that their limbs still existed. Indeed,
though they couldn't understand the technology involved, both
Devon and Darla learned that when the bands were activated, their
limbs were encased in a pocket of subspace and the band, which
intercepted all incoming data directed to their limbs, simply
replaced that data with the feeling of the fleshy covering now
seemingly grafted to their skin. While in the bands, the children
had, for all practical purposes, no arms and legs. When out of
the bands, which occurred every few hours so the children could
clean themselves, relieve themselves, eat, and exercise a bit,
both Devon and Darla were both normal seven-year-olds.

......

Part 2: Adolescence Acceptance

Mo'olak Jtsktto, one of the most renowned engineers of the
Empire, sat in the most comfortable chair of his home and stared
at the two human pets who floated only a short distance from him;
their bodies lying parallel to the ground as their heads stared
at the ceiling. He'd purchased them only an hour ago for his son
U'llka in the hopes that the boy would learn some responsibility
in caring for another living creature. He'd originally only
selected the female but, as the human children began to make an
obnoxious noise, he decided that these two, obviously siblings,
would be able to entertain each other when U'llka was busy
elsewhere and thus purchased the pair. Scanning the two, Mo'olak
pondered his purchase.

The male and the female were roughly the same size, their bodies
armless and legless as the bands held them captive and easy to
handle. Reaching out, Mo'olak drew his finger lightly down the
female's left hip and across the flesh-band covering her missing
limb. She let out a small squeak, the touch obviously surprising.
Taking hold of the male, Mo'olak spun the human upside down so
that it was now facing the floor and proceeded to re-check the
small anti-gravity emitter that had been installed along the
flesh of child's spine. Satisfied, Mo'olak spun the male around
again and stared at his son's newest pets.

Their skin was smooth and pale, with the only hair being that on
the top of their heads. It was dark in color, somewhere between a
black and a brown. The male's hair was much shorter than the
female's hair - almost certainly a cultural idiosyncrasy - and
though he personally found the idea of hair to be distasteful, he
decided not to do anything about it. Their bodies were similar in
muscle tone and make-up, though Mo'olak supposed that these two
would diverge developmentally when their bodies transitioned into
adulthood. Their eyes were green, their noses small and upturned,
and their mouths, quivering in fear at the moment, seemingly too
small to be much use for anything. The main difference between
the two was their genitals, which Mo'olak gave a cursory glance
at before leaning back into his seat. The Empire, Mo'olak knew,
rarely encountered humans. He was glad. "Ugly creatures..." he
muttered to himself.

...

U'llka was jubilant that evening when he got home and discovered
his new pets. At eight-years-old, U'llka had been anxious to get
a pet and demonstrate his ability to be responsible. After
thanking his father profusely and with many promises that he
would take good care of the humans, U'llka and his father had a
long discussion about responsibility and the nature of caring for
another living creature. He'd have to take the humans outside
regularly so they could do their business and train them so as to
make their needs known. He would also need to clean them after
said business was done as they couldn't clean themselves. He'd
need to feed them regularly. Most importantly, he'd need to make
sure they received their medications so they didn't get sick and
so that their limbs didn't weaken or atrophy from non-use (as
father and son decided it would be much too much trouble to
actually release the humans from the bands - thus they would be
given medications so as to keep their bodies in good condition).
When U'llka asked about sex, his father assured him that he could
engage in sex-play with his pets (as it was normal and as U'llka,
a very sexual child himself, needed an outlet) but that he better
not harm the pets. Linking the pet's anti-gravity units to his
own bioneural implant so he could direct the pets with a thought,
and with a great hug for his father, U'llka, with Devon and Darla
floating behind him, headed off to bed.

...

Then U'llka remembered that he had responsibilities. He fed the
pets. He took them out and somehow, through demonstrations and
pantomime, convinced them to do their business in the yard (the
pets both initially refused and turned red when they finally
released their bladders). Then he cleaned them up (causing them
again to turn red). Then he went off to bed.

...

"I don't know" Darla said snappishly to Devon the next day when
the small child alien had finally left them alone. Devon, always
thinking that she might know something he didn't know, had been
pestering her for the past few minutes as to what she thought was
going on. The child alien had fed them by hand. He had given them
water. He had... had taken them outside, again, and made them
potty while floating a foot above the grass. Had even used a wet
cloth to wipe them down afterward; the memory of the creature
touching Darla's girl parts and her bottom making Darla feel
embarrassed. "I think that... I think we're pets Devon" she said
in a subdued voice, the thought suddenly hitting her and making
her woozy. Her nose suddenly began to itch and she tried, without
success, to scratch it. Looking down at her missing arms and
legs, Darla gave a sigh. She had no arms and legs now. At least,
she didn't have any until they let her out of the arm and leg
bands.

"We can't be pets, stupid" Devon said petulantly, though his
skeptical look made it seem as if he agreed with her assessment.
Turning her head to give her brother a look, she couldn't help
but stare at his missing limbs and wonder.

The door suddenly open and the child alien came in, speaking in
the odd language of the aliens and clearly excited. As the
siblings watched, the small alien, about the same size as they
would be with their missing limbs, stripped out of its outer
cloths and stood proudly naked in front of the floating twins.
Oddly enough, though it had weird bug-eyes and the lower half of
it's head was some sort of huge membrane-mouth, the body of the
creature looked surprisingly human. Sure, Darla thought to
herself for a moment, it has six nipples. Sure, the creature had
a small lump where it's private parts should be. Sure, its hands
and feet had too many fingers and the skin was kind of tan-brown.
But glancing between the alien and her brother, there seemed to
be more similarities than differences.

The alien, looking at them, began to use one hand to rub it's
nipples while the other hand slipped between it's legs and began
to rub the bulge there. Darla, unsure what was happening, felt
certain something naughty was going on. Then the alien let out a
throaty moan and Darla realized that, whatever the creature was
doing, it was making itself feel good. The thought confused her.
A moment later, the creature sat down on it's bed and Darla and
Devon floated directly in front of it, turning slightly so that
the three were staring at each other. The creature pointed to its
nipple and then pointed to Darla. Nothing happened. Obviously
thinking, the creature pointed to Darla and pointed to it's
nipple. Again, nothing happened.

An idea seemed to strike the creature and it slowly sat forward,
pulling Darla's floating torso towards it. As Darla watched,
somewhat scared, the creature's face approached her chest and,
before she could react, the creature's mouth was on her own
nipple.

Darla squeaked. The feeling was like nothing she'd ever felt. The
membrane was warm and slick and seemed to encase her flat
seven-year-old breast in its confines. Then, before she could
even get used to that feeling, the cilia inside the membrane
began to rub and tease and tickle her nipple.

"Mmmm" Darla mumbled involuntarily, the nice feelings being
generated in her nipple causing her to moan slightly at their
unexpected goodness.

"Darla. Darla, you ok? What's it doing?" whisper Devon.

"It's... It's nice Devon..." the girl responded, the alien having
reached up with its hand and begun to tweak her now erect nub as
it moved it's mouth to her other sensitive nipple. "Oh
Devvvvoooooonnnnnn" she breathed huskily, the feelings going
straight to her head. "This feels so niiiiccccceeeeee....."

The tickling and teasing continued for a few more moments before
the alien backed away, looking up at her expectantly. Darla
glanced down at it, noticing that the creature seemed to be
waiting for her response. Darla nodded dreamily; pretty sure of
what she thought the alien was expecting. Suddenly, her body
drifted downward and she found her face pressed against one of
the alien's own stiff nipples. Like a baby to a nursing mother,
Darla opened her mouth and the taut nipple of the alien slid into
her mouth, the tan nub fleshy and tasting both woody and smoky
but not altogether unpleasant.

The alien let out an obvious sigh and slid its hands under Darla,
finding her nipples once again and pinching the stiff tits much
to Darla's delight. For some time, the alien continued to tease
her nipples, the good feelings encouraging Darla to use her mouth
and tongue to suckle and nibble it's own nipple. Several times,
the creature shifted her around so that she was focused on a new
teat and several times, the alien pulled her off and licked and
suckled her own stiff buds. The room filled with the low and
pleasant moans of Darla and the alien before, quite unexpectedly,
the alien pushed Darla's head farther south and she no longer
found a nipple to suck. Instead, as her head made it's way
between the aliens spread open legs, she took a moment to glance
up at it. The alien, sensing her hesitation, began to rub the
small bulge where its private parts should be and let out another
throaty moan.

By this point, Darla was feeling great and simply accepted what
the alien was asking her to do. Slowly, she leaned her head
forward and began to lick small hump. Like the alien's nipple,
the flesh tasted woody and smoky. Unlike the alien's nipple, the
pouch was incredibly soft, fleshy, and made Darla think that
there was liquid contained within. As far as she could tell,
though, there was no hole or exit to this fleshy mound. Using her
tongue to rapidly lick the flesh up and down, Darla was pleased
that to hear the alien moan louder than before. Taking a moment
to look up, the alien, staring at her, seemed to encourage her
with its eyes before turning and focusing on her brother.

Devon had been watching the whole Wthing in silence but, when he
started to float towards the alien, he gave a startled yelp.
"Darla! Darla, what's it going to do?" he asked his sister. Darla
had no answer and, knowing there was nothing she could do, chose
instead to continue to lick and nibble the alien's fleshy private
parts. "Oh! It's licking my nipple! Darla! It's... It's...
Hmmmmmm..." Darla smiled inwardly, hearing the contentment in her
brothers voice. It was the same contentment that she...

"No! No! Please no!" her brother said suddenly and with a great
deal more fright. Darla stopped licking and, holding her head up
and looking at her brother for the first time since this whole
ordeal began, realized something was amiss. No, not amiss. It was
just... His peter was longer than when she'd last seen it. Before
she could contemplate this, however, the alien's hand suddenly
found the back of her head and it gently pushed her back to her
task. As she began to lick again, her eyes caught sight of the
alien slipping it's mouth over her brother's peter while her
brother continued to protest. A sudden intake of breath from her
brother caused her to look up in alarm but the following
"ohhhhhhhh" and the delight in his voice convinced her all was
well. For the next few minutes, Darla used her tongue to tease
the alien's privates while her brother began to moan and whimper
as the alien licked and sucked his immature boyhood and tiny
balls.

Darla noticed something was going on when the moans of her
brother and the alien changed sharply. The fleshy pouch she was
licking had begun to pulse and, as the pulses increased in
frequency, so too did the aliens moaning. Moreover, the alien
began to wriggle around a lot more and, if it wasn't for the hand
behind her head, Darla would have found it very difficult to
continue to tease the flesh. Being a smart girl, however, Darla
understood the subtle signs that the alien was enjoying itself
and she attacked the flesh with a renewed vigor. Her brother, on
the other hand, had begun to grunt in a strange way.

"Darla!" <Ugh> "Darla!" <Ugh>  "Make it stop! Something's wrong!"
<Ugh Ugh Ugh> "Darla! I gotta pee! I gotta pee!!!" he moaned in
between grunts.

"Oh! Oh! No! Stop! Stop!" he squealed suddenly. "No! NO! NOOO!
OHHHHH!!!!! OHHHHH!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!" he cried out, the pleasure in
his voice convincing Darla that he was being overwhelmed with
good feelings as his long throaty moan resonated in the room.

At that very moment, the alien's legs shot out and, with Darla
still licking and sucking the rapidly pulsing flesh as fast as
she could, it began to emit it's own loud moans of joy. The room
was abuzz with moans for some time before Darla was pulled from
between the creatures legs and up towards her brother. The
creature, obviously satisfied, lay on it's back and pulled both
Darla and Devon towards it, resting their heads gently upon it's
shoulders

"Devon" Darla whispered to her brother.

"Yeah" he replied sleepily, his voice husky from the excitement.

"What happened?"

"I... I don't know... But it felt great... It was sucking on
my..." Devon stopped immediately, seeming as if he was
embarrassed by what had just happened.

"I know, but what happened?" Darla said, sensing her brother's
embarrassment but sure there was something she was missing.

"It was... I think... It kinda felt like all the energy was going
to my... My privates... and I felt like I had to pee but then it
felt more like..."

The alien quickly sat up and spun around so it was sitting on
it's knees while staring at the twins. It's eye darted between
the two and eventually settled on Darla. It began to speak in
it's alien gibberish and the tone sounded almost... apologetic.
Suddenly, Darla began to slide forward while gently rolling onto
her back. In only a second, Darla was laying flat on her back
with her brother floating to her right and the alien between her
legs. Or at least it would have been had she had legs. "What...
What is it doing Devon?" Darla asked as she stared up at the
creature whose face was now ominously close to her own privates.

"Um... I think maybe its..." Devon began before the alien's hands
slipped forward and found Darla's nipples.

"Hmmm" she moaned quietly as the alien began to stroke her rising
tits; its fingers sliding along her skin seductively. Then, as
both she and her brother watched, it lowered its head towards her
own immature girlhood. Slowly, as if time was no longer marching
forward, she watched as the alien's wide mouth seemed to engulf
the entire front half of her pelvis; her lack of legs suddenly no
longer such a bad thing as the creature had ample access to her
most private place. The warmth of the membrane touched her
vaginal lips and slid carefully over her hairless mound. The
warmth was wonderful and Darla let out a small sigh. Then, the
interior of the membrane seemed to open and suddenly dozens of
small cilia began to stroke and tease her sex.

"Deeevvvonnnnnn" she moaned, her eyes closed as the wonderful
feelings from her breasts and privates began to blend into a
wonderfully intoxicating feeling.

"I know Darla. I know." Devon said softly as he watched the alien
go down on his sister.

Suddenly, the alien's tongue made an appearance and casually
licked across her cunny, eliciting a sharp grunt from the
seven-year-old. Uninhibited, the alien's tongue began to probe
her vaginal lips as it burrowed deeply into the folds of her
flesh, part of it finding her clitoris while the rest pushed
onward. Darla began to moan continuously, the feelings washing
over her strange and new and lovely.

A sharp stab of pain shot through her as the creature's long
tongue punched through her hymen but, before she could cry out,
the creature's second tongue found it's target and began to
vigorously assault her stiff clit. Darla began to shake, the
feelings suddenly building.

"Oh! Oh Devon! Something's coming! It feels... AH! AH! AHHH!" she
cried, the creature speeding up its stimulation. "OHHHH...
OHHHH... OHHHHH..." she panted before letting out a sharp squeal.
Her climax was building rapidly now and her body was flushed and
shaking uncontrollably. The alien must have accepted that she was
close because its fingers began to dance across her nipples
quickly while its mouth cilia teased her immature pussy; one
tongue rapidly flicking her clit, and the second tongue beginning
to piston in and out of her cunny, fucking the young girl with a
quick and sure pace.

"Devon" <Ugh> "OH NO!" <Ugh> "Something happening!" <Grunt>
"Help!" <Grunt> "OH! OH! OH! OH! NO! NO! NO!" Suddenly, the girl
climaxed, her cunny spasming around the tongues assaulting it at
high speed. Darla screamed incoherently, the pleasure intense as
her first orgasm crashed into her unprepared body.

"AHHH!!! AHHH!!! AHHHHH!!!!" she screamed, before passing out.
   ...

The last three years had been wonderful for U'llka. His two pets
were well behaved, well trained, and fun to have sex-play with.
During the day, he'd sit by his father's side and absorb his
parent's technological and engineering knowledge while his pets
chatted quietly across the room in their primitive language. The
days were grueling for U'llka because he desperately wanted to
become, and surpass, the engineer that his father was. Thus, he
asked many technical questions about physics, mathematics, and
the applied sciences so as to develop his own educational skills.
Sometimes, when there was a lull in the conversation between he
and his father, U'llka swore he felt like the pets were listening
in but that feeling was fleeting as his pets certainly couldn't
understand anything they were saying.

The responsibilities of taking care of his pets had become second
nature. He fed them by hand twice a day and gave them all the
proper medication. He'd give them each a bath once a week and
thoroughly clean them from top to bottom. During the day, they
would whine if they needed to go out and he would quickly get
them outside to relieve themselves. Initially reluctant, now the
male and female would urinate and defecate wherever he pointed.
And he didn't even mind using the cleaning cloth to wipe them
down afterwards!

Being young, U'llka had not yet gone through the change into
adolescence and his genital sack had not yet developed into a
penis. That meant, of course, that he could not effectively mate
with either of his pets but this didn't stop U'llka from getting
wonderful feelings when his pets licked and nuzzled the sensitive
mound of flesh or one of his very sensitive nipples. Moreover,
he'd trained the pets (the male was a bit more reluctant than the
female but quickly took to it's role) to sexually please him and
both pleased him regularly two or three times a night. Their
mouths were warm and wet and wonderful while their tongues could
get him off every time - especially when one would be licking his
mound while another sucked on a nipple.

And, being a rather randy child, U'llka used his own hands and
mouth to please the pets several times a night as well! Yes, life
was good for U'llka. Then his father sold his favorite pets to a
merchant on the other side of the world.

...

The three years after they became pets had been a learning
experience like none other for Devon and Darla. During the day,
their young owner would sit across the room and learn from his
(for the owner was indeed a boy) father. At the same time, Devon
and Darla would pretend to be preoccupied but would be carefully
listening and translating what they were hearing. It was
difficult at first, of course, but the twins, immersed in this
alien culture, adapted quickly and became relatively proficient
and understanding the language of the aliens.  They couldn't
speak it, of course, because they lacked the unique vocal cords
necessary, but they could understand it. And their owners seemed
to have no idea! Day after day, Devon and Darla absorbed the same
knowledge their young owner absorbed and the two of them
religiously memorized every detail.

They were, indeed, treated as pets but that became routine and
both children got used to the constant nudity, the pettings, the
feedings, the outside bathroom, and all the rest. They also
quickly became used to sucking on their young owner's nipples and
his odd bulge between his legs. Devon and Darla talked about that
bulge all the time, speculating about what it was until an
overheard conversation informed them that the youngster would be
growing his penis in the next several years. They actually came
to enjoy pleasing their owner and, when the young alien was
shaking with good feelings, Devon and Darla would wink at each
other and acknowledge a job well done.

They also learned a lot about their own bodies. Both became
addicted to the climaxes their owner would induce in them and
came to crave their nights with him. His cilia filled mouth would
suck their tits until they squealed and would make Devon scream
when they teased and tortured his hard little pecker and nuts.
The alien's naughty tongues would lap at Darla's stiff clitty and
fuck her to climax after climax while she shuddered in
appreciation.

And then they were sold to a merchant far away.

..................

Part 3: Adulthood Advances

Ta'shngat Bbeetra had a problem. A merchant of great renown whose
busy life as a businesswoman required her constant engagement,
she found little time to be a parent to her five sons. In fact,
for much of their lives, Ta'shngat was on the road while her
mate, may the star lords remember him fondly, cared for the
rambunctious youngsters while teaching them about the Empire and
their mother's trade. However, when her mate died several years
earlier, Ta'shngat faced a difficult choice: give up her vast
mercantile Empire to stay home with her offspring or bring them
with her as she traveled. She chose the latter; moving from city
to city every few days with her boys while the six of them lived
out of hotel rooms. Up until now, that decision had been a good
one as she had been able to both spend time with her boys and
teach them about their birthright. Now, though, with her youngest
son's genital sack having fallen away to reveal his adolescent
penis, the problems had begun.

Male children were always sexually precocious. That was a fact of
life. Male adolescents were incredibly sexually aggressive and
sought sex regularly. That was another fact of life. But as
Ta'shngat had been warned many times over the years by more
experienced mothers and was now experiencing first hand, the
moment all the male siblings in a brood became adolescents (and
hence sexually mature), a unique hormonal shift occurred making
them exponentially more sexually adventurous. One moment, little
Xl'ar was tagging along with his four older brothers, his penis
still incased in his genital sack and his older brothers all very
interested in sex but easy enough for Ta'shngat to handle. The
next moment, Xl'ar's penis was standing proud and all five boys
were chasing after every female (and many males) they
encountered. It's been a disaster! Female clients, male staff,
females and males on the street. Her boys were uncontrollable.
The last straw, of course, was finding her two oldest, Bn'ar and
Fy'ar, in their hotel room fucking some pre-adolescent female
they'd grabbed in an alley. Ta'shngat was furious. Of course, she
let them finish. And then Jk'ar and Nw'ar had to have a turn.
Then Xl'ar had a turn. But Ta'shngat put a stop to a second round
and promptly through the female out!

And then opportunity struck. An old friend of hers told her that
his son was soon to enter adolescence and was excited to finally
fuck his two human pets. This got Ta'shngat thinking and, after a
bit of research, she decided to get her sons permanent sexual
outlets. When she mentioned this to her friend, he offered to
sell her his son's pets because his son had become a bit too fond
of the creatures and her friend thought it would be best to trade
them in for a Bl'trovian hound. Ta'shngat accepted the offer.

So here she was, sitting in a large suite in the premier
Go'raplttr Hotel in the enchanting Btweagagle City, ready for
this ordeal to be over. In the middle of the room, floating just
off the ground, were her two new slaves (she wouldn't be calling
them pets, of course, because they were obviously sentient -
though certainly primitive). She was told that they were
approximately ten earth-years old and a cursory glace would
indicate that neither had really begun to enter their own
transition into adolescence. They were close, surely, and the
female's breasts were starting to round out, but that was all.
Besides the dark hair on their heads, which her friend had cut to
the length of their shoulders before sending them (as apparently
it had gotten quite long), they were totally hairless. In fact,
were it not for the male's obvious genitalia, it would be
reasonably difficult to tell them apart.

Surrounding them were Ta'shngat's five sons. Bn'ar was late into
adolescence, though he still had several years to go before
reaching the age of maturity. Fy'ar came next, slightly smaller
than his older brother and a little less developed. Jk'ar was the
middle son, caught between boyhood and adulthood and certainly
the most awkward of the five because his body was at that pivotal
transition stage. Nw'ar had entered adolescence two years ago but
still retained his boyish build, height, and features. And last
was little Xl'ar, about the same size as the slaves and an
adolescent going on three weeks. All five stared hungrily at the
slaves who glanced around nervously.

"Now sons," Ta'shngat said calmly, "as I explained to you several
times now, you have responsibilities to care for these slaves. To
feed them. Clean them. Take them out to relieve themselves. We
have also been over the human anatomy so you are aware of how you
may mate with them. They are already trained, or so my friend
says, but it is up to you to ensure that they are well taken care
of. Do you understand?"

"Yes" came the terse reply from all five, their eyes never moving
from the slaves.

"And all your sexual activities will be confined to these slaves
until you reach majority and I find you a mate? No more chasing
after every female you..."

"Yes. Yes, we will behave," said Fy'ar, giving Ta'shngat a look
of annoyance. "Please, mother, you are kiling us here. Go to your
meeting - we will be fine."

Ta'shngat smiled indulgently at her boys. All five were erect and
the three youngest ones were already rubbing themselves in
anticipation. "Alright. I'm going. I'm going. But remember, these
slaves have never been mated with so be careful. I will not get
new slaves should you injure these so you should prepare before
mating with them. Don't leave this room. I will be back tonight.
Goodbye boys." Slipping out the door and closing it softly,
Ta'shngat chuckled to herself because none of her sons had even
wished her luck or said goodbye. Still, Ta'shngat felt a great
burden lift from he shoulders. Her problem was solved.

...

Ten-year-old Devon, having spent the past three years learning
the alien language, knew what was coming. He and his sister were
to be mated with. His old owner had often talked aloud about
mating when they were engaged in sex play and, having been in
this room for quite some time and having listened to the older
female explain his and his sisters anatomy and how her offspring
were to mate them, Devon found himself quite opposed to the idea.
They were going to stick their penises in his mouth? In his
sisters mouth? In her vagina? In BOTH THEIR BUTTS? No way Jose!
Apparently Darla was thinking the same thing and, the moment the
door closed, both he and she began to struggle furiously. Of
course, it made no difference. The bands were active and Devon
and Darla were, for all intensive purposes, floating torsos. With
no arms and no legs, it was impossible to do much and Devon,
being a bright boy, thought better of using his teeth to inflict
injury on one of the aliens.

Surprisingly, the sexual assault didn't happen immediately.
Instead, all five aliens leapt to their feat when they were alone
and rapidly began to hash out a strategy. Devon tried to follow,
he really did, but the five were speaking so rapidly and over
each other, he found he only was able to glean a few parts of
their conversations. Apparently, they wanted to prep him and
Darla or something before the actual mating took place. Hoping
his sister might have gotten more than he had, Devon turned his
head to her and was about to ask for her input when both he and
she were suddenly grabbed and maneuvered into the middle of the
large sitting area.

Vertigo hit Devon briefly as he was flipped over so his chest was
facing the ground. Pulling his head up, he saw that Darla was in
a similar position except that she was slightly off to his left
and was facing him. The twins made eye contact for a moment
before two teenage alien bodies obscured their vision. Standing
directly in front of him was one of the older aliens and he was
gazing lustily down at Devon. Devon gulped. The alien moved
forward slightly and Devon's vision focused on the alien cock
directly in front of his face. About five inches in length and
perhaps an inch and a quarter in diameter, the alien's member
seemed very intimidating to Devon. Though it looked a good deal
like his own cock when he got hard, Devon quickly discovered the
difference between a human male and an alien male. Whereas his
own erection was unbendable, the alien's erection seemed to
wiggle in many different directions. Indeed, as he watched, the
aliens penis straightened out, bent backwards, and then seemed to
coil for a moment. Shocked, Devon hardly even noticed when the
alien grasped his head and pulled him closer. The cock shot out,
its soft warm flesh suddenly slapping gently against his cheek
before the organ began to slither around his face. The alien,
seemingly impatient to get started, used one of his fingers to
try and pry open Devon's mouth. Devon refused.

Apparently frustrated, the alien grasped Devon's ear and pinched
hard, causing Devon to shout in alarm. This reaction must have
been just what the alien wanted and, as Devon's mouth parted
slightly, the alien's cock slid between his lips and across
Devon's tongue. "Hmgh!" Devon grunted in surprise as the flesh
seemed to rub his gums and cheeks affectionately before the alien
began to gently thrust in and out of his mouth. The taste was
similar to his old owner - a sort of wood and smoke flavor that
was not altogether unbearable. In fact, it wasn't particularly
offensive at all. Devon ran his tongue cross the tip of the cock
as it slid home and savored the taste while the alien moaned.
Thinking back to the many nights spent pleasing his previous
owner, Devon's instincts kicked in and he began to suction and
lick the firm flesh on each stroke. Deeper and deeper the cock
seemed to travel on each thrust until the tip began to poke at
the back of Devon's throat. He gagged slightly, the feeling
unpleasant. Luckily, the alien seemed to understand this
limitation and his rhythm was altered so most, but not all, of
his cock was pistoning in and out of Devon. For several seconds,
all Devon could do was hold on.

A squeal to his left caused Devon to glace toward his sister.
Though he could only see her lower half, as the alien she was
obviously sucking obscured her head and shoulders, it became
immediately clear to Devon what had caused his sister delight.
Two aliens sat hunched beside her, their faces latched onto both
the front and the back of her pelvis. He could clearly tell that
the alien whose mouth was settled on her vagina was using its
long and dexterous tongue to plunge deep and hard into her
dripping sex. What Devon couldn't figure out was what the second
alien was doing. Then, just as that thought passed through his
mind, the alien pulled back and darted forward; giving Devon the
perfect opportunity to watch it's thick tongue slide vigorously
up his sisters butthole. Darla moaned around a mouthful of cock
and the aliens tonguing both her holes seemed to find a rhythm.
Back and forth they plunged in tandem, their tongues plowing her
as she started to shudder and shake.

Devon was shocked. It's tongue was up her butt! His old master
had never done that. Hell, he didn't think it was something that
happened. The butt was for pooping, not for...

"MHMMH!!!" Devon grunted in surprise as the alien he was sucking
continued to fuck his face. Something was happening at his butt.
Two hands had begun to pull his ass cheeks apart and, for a
moment, Devon felt cool air touch his virginal bud. Then, much to
his surprise, a warm wet something swiped his pink rosebud once,
twice, and a third time. That was all the warning Devon got
before the thing hit his butthole hard and fast.

Devon squealed loudly; the tongue of the fifth alien sliding
several inches up his rectum while it's wet flesh rubbed
sensually across his sphincter and anal walls. The feelings were
like none other Devon had ever felt and his mind exploded with
new knowledge. "AH! AH! AH!" he groaned as the rimming picked up
pace. With a cock in his mouth and a tongue up his ass, Devon
felt a bit woozy. While Devon didn't notice that his own
three-inch boycock had stiffened considerably, the alien slurping
his asshole did and it casually reached under him, grasped his
stiffy, and began to wank him.

"OHH! OHH! OHH!" Devon shouted as the alien cock slid from his
lips. The alien at his front began to chuckle, probably at his
reaction, before quickly falling onto its back and sliding under
him. It's dancing cock still slapped him in the face as Devon
panted in pleasure but the alien had disappeared underneath him.
The reason came a moment later when the alien behind him released
his throbbing boner and the alien underneath latched it's
membrane-mouth onto his boycock while it's cilia began to dance
across his flesh. Devon felt incredible. The combination of the
tongue up his ass and the mouth busily sucking his immature
cocklett drove the poor boy wild. The alien cock found his lips
again and Devon opened up instinctively, sucking the swollen
flesh without thought.

A moment later, the other side of the room erupted in groans as
the alien getting it's cock sucked by Darla bellowed in climax
while Darla, her ass and cunny getting drilled by long alien
tongues, screamed in her own earthshattering orgasm.

Devon released the cock in his mouth as his orgasm crashed into
him, the pleasure forcing him to arch his back slightly and
scream, " OH YES! OH OH YES! OH!" The alien he was sucking,
apparently close to it's own climax, suddenly grasped its cock
and frisked it. Up and down once. Up and down twice. Up and down
three times. BAM! The alien dick erupted a torrent of deep blue
cum right into Devon's face as the boy continued to moan through
his dry kiddy-cum. Several of the blasts hit him directly in the
mouth and the sweet taste of blueberries and butterscotch swept
over his taste buds all while the tongue up his behind retreated.

The sounds of climax were retreating and the room was filled with
the heavy panting of the two older aliens, Darla, and Devon. But
things weren't finished. Without warning, Devon was lifted up by
his midsection by the alien who'd been tonguing his ass and he
was quickly pulled across the room. Blinking rapidly at the pace,
Devon spotted Darla being pulled up as well. In only a matter of
moments, Devon found himself hovering above a seat as the alien
settled under him, Devon's back to the aliens chest. Glancing
under him, Devon could see his new reality: the alien's cock, all
four inches of it, was pointed straight up and his recently
wetted and loosened asshole was hovering only a few centimeters
above its gleaming brown gland.

A swift and unexpected force pulled him down hard and his
asshole, lined perfectly with the alien's member, resisted for
only a heartbeat before the slick flesh parted his pink rosebud
and seized his virginity. "AYEEEE" Devon squealed loudly in a
dramatic display of pain, only to realize a moment later that,
while the cock up his ass did hurt and it felt like a spear had
just struck him, the pain he was expecting was considerably more
than the pain he had received. "Oh! Ah! Hey! Stop! Stop! Slow!
Easy! Please!" he began to grunt as the alien, it's hands firmly
on his hips, bounced him up and down quickly; the alternating
between cock impaling him and slipping out of his ass entirely.

The alien grunted and groaned as it fucked him vigorously and,
for a short time, Devon's protested with his own grunts and
groans and occasional yelps of pain. Then, oddly enough, the pain
seemed to disappear and a new and strange sort of pleasure took
its place. Whereas one moment he was dreading the downward thrust
that would send four inches of alien cock up his boypussy, the
next moment had him groaning in excited expectation of the flesh
being plowed into his bunghole.

<grunt> "OH!" <grunt> "OHH!!" <grunt> "YEAH!" <grunt> "HARDER"
<grunt> "HARDER!" <grunt> "HARDER!!!!"

So lost in his own pleasures, Devon didn't recognize the wails of
his sister for quite some time. When her loud and tortuous
screams finally broke through his mental barrier, his eyes shot
up in fear that she was being hurt. Looking over his shoulder and
taking a moment to really listen, Devon groaned at the sight of
his sister in the throes of climax, not pain. On a couch nearly
behind him, Devon saw that the two aliens that had been using
their tongues on Darla now had her sandwiched between them. One,
the bigger of the two, was lying on his back with his cock
rapidly jackhammering Darla's pussy while her head rested on his
chest and her mouth emitted a series of continuous moans. The
smallest alien was behind her, his own cock pounding just as
enthusiastically in time with his older brother into what Devon
had to believe was Darla's own asshole. The two alien brothers,
in sync while pounding Darla's cunt and ass, were leading her
through a long and intense climax.

The alien fucking Devon must have wanted to watch the show
because, in one quick motion, Devon found himself with his
stomach pressed against the couch and his head facing his sister
while the alien behind him, without loosing a beat, began to
rabbit-fuck him deeply while cheering on his brothers. This new
angle posed a problem for Devon because his small cock was
suddenly trapped underneath him and rubbing furiously over the
leather of the furniture. Just as his mind made the connection
that his cock was suddenly getting stimulated every time the
alien thrust into him, the alien's cock hit the perfect angle and
something went supernova deep inside Devon's bottom.

"OHHHHH!!!!!" <grunt> "AYEEEEEE!!!!!" <grunt> "NOOOO!!!!!!!"
<grunt> "AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

The boy wailed with each lunge, the alien's cock sawing
repeatedly over his prostate and the force of each thrust driving
his rigid little boyboner across the supple leather couch. That,
coupled with the sight of his sister taking two cocks and
shivering in an intense orgasm of her own sent Devon off, the
poor boy not understanding where the extreme pleasure in his ass
was coming from and doing all he could to hold on for dear life.
Unlike any other previous climax, this tsunami bloomed like a
nuclear device inside Devon's bowels, sweeping into his cock and
balls before the whole eruption rushed through his body towards
his brain. He came, a few watery drops of clear boycum wetting
the couch as his anal muscles contracted violently and a scream
tore from his throat. Even Darla, her own stupor all but
impenetrable, spared a moment to glance at her brother as he
shook violently in orgasm and the alien fucking him filled his
ass with potent alien seed.

...

That first day with the five alien brothers didn't end there.
Devon had four more orgasm over the course of five hours. Darla
had six. Each one of them was fucked in every orifice repeatedly
by every one of the brothers and was covered in alien spunk by
the end of the night. The aliens were insatiable and the twins,
exhausted as the brothers geared up for round ten, were immensely
grateful when the older female came back and forced her offspring
to take a break and take care of their slaves.

...

For three years Devon and Darla lived with Ta'shngat and her
boys. In that time, they were always within arms reach and never
strayed to far from the horny cocks of the five randy males. Sex
was nearly constant and hours would pass with Devon and Darla
being passed around from alien teen to alien teen. Since the boys
now had a regular sexual release, they calmed down considerably
and, because the twins were so well behaved, they often
accompanied the family on outings allowing Devon and Darla to see
many unbelievable sights. A new city every few nights. Landmarks
and wonders. Continents and space stations. Devon and Darla
observed many parts of the Empire. Throughout it all, they
listened carefully when Ta'shngat or the boys would discuss
anything related to the Empire. Weather, culture, geography,
politics - they absorbed it all for future use.

It was quite a time for Devon and Darla sexually as well. They
learned how to suck cock as if it was highest art and came to
enjoy the blueberry and butterscotch flavor of aliens cum. Devon
found he loved getting assfucked and, when the alien males
realized what his prostate was for, they took great delight in
jackhammering him to incredible cums while his straining cock
remained untouched. Darla enjoyed the buttfuckings as well, but
her preference was always a nice juicy cock up her always-wet
pussy. And when the boys double-teamed her - even better! Darla's
high-pitched climaxes filled hotel room after hotel room after
hotel room.

The alien males, meanwhile, came to enjoy eating out Darla's
dripping pussy and nibbling at her stiff and aching clit. They
also became enthralled with Devon's pearly white semen and drank
it down like it was the nectar of the gods while they suckled his
aching cock and he cried out in ecstasy. All five males also
became experts at rimming the twins and many evenings were spent
with the twins on their backs and thick alien tongues sawing
vigorously at their assholes. Long enough to reach his prostate,
the males even had a competition going as to who could make their
male slave cum the fastest simply by tonguing that sensitive
knot.

Puberty bloomed during that time for both Devon and Darla. Devon
began to fill out into a young man as Darla's feminine curves
became more apparent. Both grew pubic hair but the aliens,
finding it slightly offensive, took them in for treatment and had
all the hair below their eyebrows permanently removed. Still, the
twins grew in size and strength while their respective genitals
became fully functional. The first time Darla had her period was
a shock for all but it only took the alien doctor a short time to
discover what was going on and put her on medication that would
eliminate her cycles. The alien brothers also continued to grow,
their own cocks getting larger as the years past. Thus, Devon and
Darla became used to larger and larger cocks in their respective
orifices.

By the time Devon and Darla were thirteen, their owners, while
still incredibly sexual, had begun to find permanent mates
(thanks to Ta'shngat) and, when a party very interested in
purchasing the twins approached Ta'shngat, she decided it was
time to part with them.

............

Part 4: Old-timers Oscillations

Qookla Nimm'ee was a geneticist by profession. A rather talented
one, truth be told. On the side, Qookla Nimm'ee liked to dabble
in a wide variety of hobbies and always kept his mind open when
presented with unique opportunities. So, when the frontier ship
he briefly served on captured two human children several years
earlier, Qookla Nimm'ee decided this was an opportunity and
removed a bit of the children's genetic material for personal
study.  It wasn't long before he found a use for that material.

There were individuals scattered throughout the Empire that were
interested in having sexual relations with humans but, as the
Empire rarely encountered the species, laying one's hands on a
human was relatively difficult.  After Qookla Nimm'ee made some
discreet inquiries, however, he was pleasantly surprised to learn
that many of those individuals would be willing to back a small
private cloning operation so as to get access to the flesh they
were so interested in acquiring. Shortly thereafter, Nimm'ee
Enterprises was founded.

Qookla Nimm'ee's operation went as follows. First, he would take
an order from a customer as to the type of human they wanted.
Male? Female? Both? Age? Young? Old? Certain modifications?
Second, he would insert the children's DNA into a growth tank and
modify the settings so as to get the desired result. In five
months, he would have that human clone floating in a tank -
gender, age, and modification appropriate. Finally, he would
insert specific programing into the clones brain so it could
function normally. This usually, but not always, included a
detailed understanding of the language of the Empire so the
clone, once sent to their new owner, could follow orders.

Business was good. He didn't sell an overwhelming amount of
humans but did fill several hundred orders over the years for a
wide variety of individuals willing to pay the large sums he
charged. It wasn't until he got a strange request that Qookla
Nimm'ee seized upon another opportunity. One of his customers
wanted to rent the original twins for a few days and wanted to
know if he could provide that service. Shortly thereafter, Qookla
Nimm'ee found and purchased Devon and Darla.

Mindful that the human twins could not speak the language of the
Empire (or so he thought), Qookla Nimm'ee thought it would be
best to install a small neural port into each of the children
where he could download the client's request for the upcoming
rental period. That way, the children would know what they needed
to do when they arrived and what would be expected of them
throughout their stay. After prepping both children thoroughly,
Qookla Nimm'ee personally escorted them to a nearby planet and
dropped them off with their first client.

...

Darla shivered in excitement and could tell Devon felt the same
way. Seven hours ago, their new owner had removed their bands
and, for the first time in six years, Darla and Devon could walk
and grab and move around on their own accord. Expecting it to be
difficult, she was pleased to discover he limbs worked perfectly
fine and it only took a few minutes to readjust. Darla knew this
was temporary, as this client that had rented them (or so the
thing in her brain said) wanted them as normal as possible.
Still, she wasn't going to pass up this opportunity to enjoy this
feeling of freedom.

She and her brother were in a large cabin aboard a yacht waiting
for their clones to arrive. According to the information in her
brain, Darla023 and Devon023 were nineteen years old and had
lived here in this home for the past four years. Their owners, an
elderly couple, didn't actually have sex with them and preferred,
believe it or not, to watch them have sex with each other. Thus,
Darla023 and Devon023 were lovers. To facilitate an easy
relationship between the clones and the old aliens, the clones
were programed to understand their owners language and, besides
having sex, did all the housework and generally assisted their
owners with whenever was necessary. Now, though, the clones had
become like family and the elderly couple thought it would be fun
to allow them to have sex with their progenitors. Hence, the
arrival of Darla and Devon. The strange part of the whole thing
was that the elderly couple, as well as a few of their friends,
were casually sitting around the room in a variety of comfortable
chairs, chatting quietly and snacking on refreshments. They
wanted to see the action up close and personal and the audience
made Darla somewhat uncomfortable. Behind them and through the
large port window, Darla could see the water gently making waves
as the twin suns began to sink lower.

"Devon" Darla began, "do you think..."

The door suddenly opened and two humans strode confidently
inward, stopping just inside the doorway as if in shock. Their
eyes were wide. Their mouths were agape. Darla felt as if she
could relate - her own mouth was wide open and her eyes were
having difficulty with what she was seeing. It was she and Devon,
only older. The woman was lovely, tall and curvy. Her breasts
were larger than Darla's and her face, while familiar, was
different. Perhaps, Darla thought for a moment, the fact that
this Darla023 was nineteen and she was only thirteen really made
a difference. Devon023 was also tall and very handsome, his body
toned and his penis clearly several inches bigger than Devon's
own four inches. Darla and Devon spared a moment to look at each
other and Darla could tell that Devon was just as shocked at
seeing what they would look like in six years as she was. When
she turned back, Darla received a second surprise.

Darla023 and Devon023 had obviously gotten over their shock at
seeing their younger selves because their faces were awash with a
hungry lust. Their eyes, just a moment ago seemingly so human,
were now animalistic in their desire for the young flesh in front
of them. Darla inhaled sharply. The change was disturbing. The
two clones gave a swift look around the room and, as they made
eye contact with the elderly man, their owner Darla supposed,
some mysterious command must have been given because the two
clones rapidly crossed the room and pushed she and her brother
onto the bed, with Devon023 getting on top of her while Darla023
slid between her brothers legs.

"Hey" Darla began to protest before her voice was cut off by
Devon023's tongue, being shoved violently into her mouth. The
assault was so fast, Darla didn't have time to react and, as the
larger clone suddenly pulled her legs apart, Darla could only
brace herself. Suddenly, his erect cock was at her pussy and
Darla grunted as he slid deep inside her. "OH" she moaned around
his probing tongue, the entrance rough but not uncomfortable. For
a moment, Devon023 remained still. Then, he pulled almost all the
way out, only the tip of his six inches staying inside of her,
before burring himself deep into her now wet cunt.

He began to fuck her in earnest and Darla, the familiar feelings
of sex sweeping through her, submitted to the fast fucking. His
tongue slid from her lips and he hunched over, grasping her left
breast in his hand while he began to nibble at her right nipple.
Darla moaned and, a moment later, a grunt from the side drew her
attention. Her own clone was busily going down on her brother and
Devon seemed to love it. As she watched, Darla023 leapt up and,
before her brother could even gasp, straddled his erection
between her legs and thrust herself downward, impaling herself on
his stiff member. Both Darla023 and Devon gasped, and Darla swore
she heard a spike in the buzz of conversation throughout the
room.

Incredibly horny by this point, Darla decided to ignore the
audience and turned back to her clone lover with the intent of
riding his powerful thrusts. For several minutes, the four of
them grunted and snorted and moaned as the two clones seemed
hell-bent on satisfying their wild needs. Then, just as Darla
felt herself nearing climax, Devon023 pulled out from her and
pushed her back onto the bed as he got to his feet. Confused,
Darla watched as her own clone similarly dismounted her
bewildered brother. The clones looked at each other and, as if
they had choreographed it, stepped casually around each other to
stand in front of their younger selves.

Devon023 acted first, grabbing Devon by the ankle and pulling the
thirteen-year-old towards him. As Darla and Darla023 watched,
Devon023 grabbed her brother by the hips and spun him around,
pulling the obviously startled youngster to his hands and knees
at the edge of the bed before stepping forward. Then, with a
mighty lunge, he thrust his dripping cock hilt deep into Devon's
exposed asshole. Devon, no stranger to getting fucked, grunted as
his older self began to pound him hard. A moment later, Devon023
reach under Devon and, grasping the boy's hard tool in one hand,
began to pump the now moaning Devon in time with his anal
jackhammering.

It was at that moment that Darla felt a body against hers and, as
her focus came back, she realized that Darla023 had slithered up
her body and swung her legs over Darla's head. A moment later,
Darla felt her clone's tongue bury itself deep in her dripping
sex as her older self casually began to rub Darla's clit with an
obviously talented thumb. "Oooohhhhh" Darla moaned for a moment,
overcome with the nice feelings of a human tongue probing her
puffy wet cunny. Looking up, Darla realized that Darla023's own
dripping wet snatch was only inches from her face and Darla,
overcome with lust, dove forward. Though she'd never given any
thought to shoving her tongue inside a woman before, Darla
attacked he clone's hot flesh with a vigor matched only by
Darla023's own passion for the young pussy she was busily eating
out.

Devon screamed "AAAHHHHEEEEEE" a moment later and Darla knew he
was spurting his boyish load into the hand that was busily
wanking him. A half second later, a loud grunt told her that
Devon023 had just blown his own load up the younger boy's ass.
That thought, her brother getting fucked by his older self, sent
Darla over the edge and she began to quiver violently, the
powerful orgasmic feelings sweeping through he flexing pussy and
the aggressive fingers that were busy tweaking her throbbing
clitoris. That must have done it for Darla023 because, a moment
later, the older clone began to shake in her own violent climax
and Darla's mouth was flooded with the sweet and salty flavor of
her brother's pre-cum mixed with her older self's hot pussy
juices.

Then Darla heard a light applause.

...


"I don't get it" Devon142 said obstinately, crossing his arms and
pouting.

"Me neither" echoed Darla142.

Devon covered his face with his hands in frustration. For the
past two hours, he and his sister had been sitting in this large
bedroom with their nine-year-old clones, Devon142 and Darla142,
and had been trying to get the youngsters to understand their
current situation. The children, perhaps because what they were
being told had no concrete basis in reality, were not receptive
to the information and had proved a difficult challenge for the
thirteen-year-old twins.

Devon and Darla had arrived in this luxurious lunar station only
a short time earlier and had been confronted with their second
assignment: the clones were entirely virginal and their owner
wanted a video of their first sexual experience before he began
pimping them out. Working off the concept that the video would be
more popular if it showed his clones having sex with their
progenitors, he contacted Qookla Nimm'ee who promptly sent Devon
and Darla. The problem, of course, was that the clones had
arrived at the station a mere day before Devon and Darla and
their memories had been copied from the DNA used to create them.
Thus, the last thing Devon142 and Darla142 remembered was being
seven-years-old and being taken from their ship.

And now, Devon mused, they were being told they were biologically
nine-year-old clones and that they would be having their first
sexual experiences with the two teenagers from whom they were
cloned. "This is a mess..." Devon said quietly to himself, though
Darla nodded along.

Devon shifted uncomfortably. When he first saw the clones, he had
found, to his surprise, a developing arousal and was confused as
to why he felt so horny when looking at the children. When he
began to picture what he would do to them (though Devon actually
didn't know what he would be told to do and thus his imagination
was left to wander), Devon had needed to sit down and cross his
legs to minimize his stiff boner. When he and Darla, in
painstaking detail, had gone over the birds and the bees with the
two nine-year-olds and had explained everything they knew about
sex, Devon had to bite his lip and sit on his hands to keep from
jumping the kids then and there. And Devon, always perceptive,
had noticed his sister was aroused as well. Was this how the
older clones on their first assignment felt when they looked at
he and Darla? Why?

Suddenly, a single chime sounded from the ether and Devon and
Darla looked at each other. Their orders had been not to do
anything sexual with their clones until the first chime and
further instructions would be given. Now, Devon knew what he
needed to do.

Cognizant that he was being filmed, Devon slowly stood up while
his throbbing erection bounced stiffly from his body and he began
to approach Devon142. Out of the corner of his eye, Devon watched
Darla approach her own clone. The youngsters, sitting on the
opposite bed, cowered down slightly, unsure of what was about to
occur despite having been told not an hour ago all about the
basics of sex. Slipping to his knees at the edge of the bed,
Devon's hands shot out and grasped Devon142's knees, steadying
the quivering child before slowly sliding up the boy's thighs.
With only a slight amount of pressure, Devon slid his fingers
down and began to pull the boy's scrawny legs apart, his ballsack
hanging loosely and his penis, looking so familiar to Devon, soft
as a noodle. Devon pushed his face forward and ran his lips over
Devon142's cocklett, letting the warmth of his breath tease the
child. Devon142 gave a quiet moan and his cock began to stir.

Devon quickly hooked the back of Devon142's knees and pulled
upward, shifting the boy slightly as his knees approached his
chest. A moment later, Devon dove downward, his tongue lapping
greedily across the boy's pink asshole.

"Oh Devon! Oh stop! That feels so weird!" Devon142 gasped, his
high-pitched voice throaty. Devon didn't stop. Instead, he began
to attack the asshole with his tongue, knowing that the boy would
have many things up that asshole soon enough.

"EE! EE! OH!" Sounds next to Devon gave him a moments pause and,
glancing over, he saw that Darla was busily working on the
asshole of Darla142 as well, though Darla was using her right
hand to slowly tease the younger girl's wet cunt while Darla's
right hand was busy fingering herself.

"Good idea" thought Devon as he reached down and began to stroke
himself, his right hand slithering up Devon142's thigh and
finding his stiffy. Taking that stiffy in hand, Devon began to
jack both he and his clone off in rhythm before diving back
between the boy's parted ass and lapping hungrily at the
quivering asshole.

The clones began to moan in earnest, their bodies obviously
unused to the sexual pleasure being generated by the talented
thirteen-year-olds. For several minutes, Devon dug his tongue
deep into Devon142's asshole and wanked nthe kid vigorously,
listening to the boy groan and whine and feeling the boy wriggle
around in delight. To his left, Devon caught small glances of his
sister doing the same thing to the younger girl and together, the
twin clones began to hum in pre-orgasm.

"Darla! Something feels funny!" grunted Darla142 all of a sudden.

"AH! AH! Devon! Devon! I think! The Ogams! I think I! AH! AH!"
cried Devon142 all of a sudden.

Devon moved quickly, his face leaving the wet trembling asshole
for the throbbing boyboner as the kid's orgasm nearly arrived.
Using two fingers, conveniently covered in his own pre-cum, Devon
shoved the slick digits deep into Devon142's ass just as he
engulfed the kids taut cock, the surprise anal invasion and oral
assault sending Devon142 into overload.

"NO! NO! UGH! UGHH!! OHH!!! AAHH!!!" the kid grunted and snorted,
his body shaking violently as his climax ripped through him and
his ass muscles spasming around Devon's jackhammering fingers.

"AYEEEEEEE" came Darla142's scream a moment later, her voice
cracking as her orgasm blossomed. Devon saw Darla roughly pumping
her own fingers in and out of the girl's ass as she tongued the
youngster's wet pussy energetically, the repeated yelps making
Devon think that the girl's clit was being ruthlessly assaulted.

Suddenly, the urge to cum hit Devon hard and, standing up, he
leaned over the still shaking Devon142 and began sucking the
boy's teat while busily frisking himself with the hand that had
been buried in the boy's ass. It only took three pumps and Devon
was blowing his load all over Devon142's hairless cock and balls,
the teens thick cum coating the younger boys spit covered pelvis
as he moaned at the beloved feeling of shooting his load.

A grunt to the side confirmed that Darla herself was cumming,
though Devon, his lips locked on the pliant nine-year-old nipple,
didn't look over.

Sitting back on the other bed in triumph, Devon surveyed the
scene. Devon142 was a mess, his hair damp and his body covered in
sweat and Devon's cum. The boy's cock, which was now half erect,
was still throbbing in small aftershocks. Darla142 seemed in a
similar state - her pussy lips were obviously soaked and puffy
while her own body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Devon
smiled. Glancing at his sister, Devon could tell that Darla had
enjoyed herself just as he had and, as the two made eye contact,
it became obvious that both were ready for another round. Licking
his lips, Devon sat up.

Another chime ended his hope for another round as Devon knew,
thanks to the orders in his head, that it was time for he and
Darla to go. The twins sighed and stood, looking down at the
sexed-up children in front of them. Unsure what else to do and
knowing he and his sister needed to vacate the room as soon as
possible (the orders were quite clear that they were to leave),
Devon took a deep breath, smiled, and said "good luck." Turning
sharply, Devon and Darla headed to the door.

The orders said keep walking and that is what Devon and Darla
did. They kept walking when they wanted to stay and have another
go with their clones. They kept walking when the youngsters cried
out for them to stop because they had more questions and wanted
to know where they were going and if they'd be back. They kept
walking when the door opened and nine large male aliens sporting
huge erections sauntered in. They kept walking when the door
closed behind them and their clones were introduced to their
first round of clients.

...

For three years, Devon and Darla were rented out to various
interested parties. Though some simply wanted to have sex with
the twins themselves, many of these parties already owned clones
of the twins and found creative ways for the twins to interact
with their clones. Festivals. Private shows. A family dinner.
There were a wide variety of opportunities to see the originals
and the copies involved in sexual escapades and many aliens paid
good money for that privilege. Sometimes the interactions were
rather vanilla. Sometimes they were not.

At age fourteen, Darla was sent to a planet where she had to
service seven clones of her brother. The problem, she discovered,
was that these clones had been genetically engineered to serve as
pack animals and the lower halves of the boys looked more like
that of a horse than a human. Still, Darla did her duty and spent
two hours in a barn, ankle deep in boy/animal shit, while she
studiously blew the mute clones of her brother. She did tease
Devon quite a bit when she got back about the fact that his
clones' penises were nearly three times longer than his and
Devon's embarrassment was satisfaction enough for the tired girl.

Devon, a year later, spent two days with four of his clones and
the rather horny older alien who owned them. These clones,
biologically aged twelve, were engineered to have vaginas instead
of penises and Devon was shocked to discover that these boys
loved taking his teenage cock up their tight cunts while the
older alien took them from behind. Devon was quite perturbed when
the boys, his cock plowing their pussies and the alien's cock
sawing at their assholes, would quiver, gasp, and pass out from
the intensity of their orgasms. He didn't tell Darla much about
that particular assignment.

Though the twins had previously traveled all across the Empire,
these three years provided them an opportunity to really interact
with their surroundings. Moreover, since they were rarely put in
their bands anymore, they found they had access to the technology
around them. Qookla Nimm'ee didn't mind, figuring that the human
children couldn't get into any trouble as they didn't understand
any of the technology anyway. Thus, he usually left the holo-vids
on and Darla and Devon were able to fill gaps in their knowledge
about the alien Empire.

Qookla Nimm'ee was in a major shuttle accident and died when
Darla and Devon were sixteen. His distant family, having little
interest in the business, closed down Nimm'ee Enterprises and
sold Darla and Devon to the first party to make an offer; a
private buyer who offered a small amount just after the family
announced they were selling the twins. They would almost
immediately regret that hasty sale, of course, because many
parties came forward in the days that followed and offered
considerably larger amounts for the much-desired humans.

Two days later, Devon and Darla found themselves traveling across
the Empire to become the stars in an exotic and privately run
animal park.

.........

Part 5: Meeting My Maker

Perhaps it was careless maintenance on the part of the shuttle
crew. Perhaps it was good fortune smiling on Devon and Darla at
last. Perhaps it was simply dumb luck. Whatever it was, when the
pilot of the small cargo vessel attempted to dump some trash out
of the forward airlock and a mechanical malfunction ended up
jettisoning he and his two crewmates into the cold blackness of
space before closing and re-pressurizing the cabin, Devon and
Darla seized upon the idea that freedom was within their reach.
Having been in the rear of the vessel at the time, asleep in the
crew bunks after a vigorous night with their three jailors, the
twins discovered to their amazement that they were alone on an
interstellar vessel.

They went to work immediately. Studying the flight and navigation
controls. Learning about the communications and engineering
terminals. Searching through the database for... Earth. Yes!
There it was! Earth!

It was far, no doubt. Several weeks worth of travel. However,
since the crew manifest now totaled zero, the twins decided they
had enough supplies to make the journey. After spending nearly a
day floating dead in space, Darla powered up the engines and
Devon entered the coordinates of their final destination. The
ship moved forward slowly, picking up speed as it turned
gracefully in the darkness before the engines kicked in and the
ship began speeding toward a distant point of light.

The twins arrived in Human space twenty-four days later.

They landed in Lincoln, Nebraska to the cheering of thousands and
the welcoming arms of their paternal aunt and uncle.

They sat through meetings and strategy sessions and therapy.

They provided a detailed account of every aspect of the alien
Empire of which they could remember. Society. Technology.
Commerce. Politics. Military. Language. Anything and everything
they learned during their long captivity.

Three years later, the United Earth Fleet overwhelmed the Empire,
crushing all resistance and eventually accepting the aliens'
unconditional surrender. Devon and Darla were appointed the
leaders of the subdued Empire and spent the rest of their lives
working towards the betterment of human and alien alike. By the
time they died of old age, comfortable and happy, the human race
had become the most powerful species in the galaxy.