Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Story Guy Title: Pets Part: Chapter 2 Summary: A story of alien abduction to a place where humans are kept as pets by advanced beings. Author's note: From a sexual aspect, it moves very slow. Keywords: ScFi, Mf, MF, nc, cons, enema, voy, exib, non-human, caution, bizarre Under the terms of the Berne convention all works by this author are copyrighted. Re-posting, redistribution, inclusion in another work, or any other use of it is strictly prohibited without the express, written permission of the copyright holder, except that it may be posted as part of a review. For permission, please e-mail: storyguy@hotmail.com or visit my website at:/~storyguy/ Author's note: This story, rather than being a "sci-fi sex story" is a sci-fi story that has sex. From a sexual aspect, it moves very slow. If you're looking for sex only, skip this story. PETS - 2, NEW LIFE The platform on which Stacy was on held her completely motionless this time. Although she had no trouble breathing, no other muscles nor her voice seemed to work. She watched as the other "passengers" were placed into some sort of clear boxes and stacked up. She became aware of movement and realized she too was being put into one of the boxes. Once her box had been stacked along with the others, she observed as the process continued with the remaining humans. As she saw the last box disappear from view above her, she heard the voice of one of the aliens. "You are going to be transported to our planet surface. To make this possible, your containers will fill with liquid. This liquid will not harm you. Your body normally takes in gas but it will quickly adjust to a liquid. The initial discomfort of the liquid is temporary. Once you are on the surface, you will again be converted to a gas intake." Stacy was trying to understand what the alien meant when she became aware of wetness on her body. She could hear the air escaping as liquid was being pumped into her small container. Panic set in as the liquid continued to rise. No sooner had she taken a large breath than she felt the liquid completely submerge her. She tried to free herself but found that she could not move. "Is this how my life will end?" she thought to herself. She held her breath for as long as she could. Finally she knew that she had to exhale. She felt her lungs blow out the air that they held and instinctively draw in the liquid. She choked as the liquid poured into her lungs. With her last ounce of strength, she stopped the intake. Her body could take no more and she passed out. Her mind slowly became alert again and she became aware that she was breathing again. Relief overtook her until she saw a few bubbles rise before her eyes. The realization that she was actually breathing liquid shocked her. She mentally checked her body and found that everything seemed to be normal. The concept of a human breathing a liquid fascinated her but her thoughts were short lived as she became aware of darkness overcoming her. She looked out of her box and saw what appeared to be some sort of a door closing. The fright of what was happening and what was in the future caused the young girl to faint. Consciousness returned to Stacy and as her mind cleared, she realized that her box had been reoriented so that she was now face down with her ass being the highest point. She was amazed that she wasn't crashing down to the bottom of the box but was suspended. As she pondered the situation, she became aware that the liquid was draining from her container. As the last of it left her face, she could feel the liquid drain from her lungs and as air rushed in, she started to once again cough and choke. After a few minutes had passed, the coughing fit left her and her box was returned to its normal position. She seemed to be in a small room with only two of the alien creatures. As she watched, one of them stood on some kind of small platform and then moved on it toward her. The alien was holding a small box of sorts and when he pushed one of the buttons on it, her box opened. Her platform moved toward the aliens and stopped next to it. Both platforms then moved into what looked like an elevator to Stacy and the doors closed. Stacy became aware that they seemed to be moving but could see nothing to confirm her feeling. She still could not move on her platform. She tried to relax herself. She was still very apprehensive but this creature, like the others, did not seem threatening. Her heart continued to pound despite her efforts. The door opened and Stacy found herself being moved into some sort of a room. In the corner was an enclosure similar to the one she had been in on the ship except this one was bigger. The platform that she was on moved her into the enclosure and came to a stop. She looked around at her surroundings and then realized that she could move. She slowly stood up and turned around. The alien was seated in a chair and seemed to be watching her. "Where am I?" she asked. A voice came into her head which she assumed came from the creature in front of her. "You appear to be trying to communicate. If this is so, you must concentrate on me and try to project your thoughts toward me." Stacy, following the alien's instructions, tried repeating her question. This time the alien responded to it. "You are in my living quarters on the planet surface." Stacy smiled. Finally a creature that would communicate with her. She started firing questions at the creature and as fast as it answered one, she asked another. She learned that these creatures inhabited the planet and had a society similar to the people on earth. The planet was sterile and all "germs" had been eradicated so she would never be sick or stricken with disease. The creatures were intelligent beings, much more advanced than humans and that the creature in front of her was actually a teacher. She also learned some things that disturbed her. She would never return to earth and her life now would only be on this planet. Her body had been surgically altered and the only way she could "eat" was by enema. What she found to be the most disturbing thing of all was that humans were not free; they were kept as amusements by the aliens much the same as a dog or cat on earth. After what must have been hours of conversation, the alien told her to return to her platform. She had to be fed and it had to rest. It assured her that more questions would be answered at a future time. Stacy complied with the request and the platform moved out of the enclosure and to the creature. The platform stopped when she was beside the alien with her ass facing him. She felt the plug in her ass being removed and shuddered at the aspect of having to endure enemas for the rest of her life. The enema tube slid into her ass and she felt the liquid pump into her. She wanted to ask more questions but felt her mind clouding over. This feeding was evidently laced with a drug and she quickly fell asleep. Over the next week, nothing eventful happened. Stacy's days were filled with conversations with the creature. It would tell her about her new home and she would tell it about earth. She found that even though the alien had no real voice, she could sense his emotion when he communicated just as one could sense emotions when actually talking to a human. She learned the alien taught students about humans and that she had actually been procured by the university at which the creature taught. She was actually to be one of the teaching aids. The alien had also stopped locking her on her platform when she was out of her enclosure. The stipulation was that she had to remain on the platform of her own free will. Stacy's eighth day with the alien brought her first real crisis. She awoke from sleep and realized that her period had started. She had no clothing of any kind nor any other materials to remedy her current situation. As the alien came into the room, Stacy could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. All she could do was to stand there with blood dripping down her legs. She was not only embarrassed and humiliated but also frustrated by the lack of resources to help her. The alien looked at her and left the room. It reappeared and handed her what she perceived as a roll of paper towels with the command, "Clean up." The creature again left the room. Stacy sobbed as she wiped the blood first from her and then from the objects and floor of her enclosure. Once everything was clean, she took another towel and held it to her pussy to catch the blood still flowing. She was still crying when the alien returned. "I'm sorry," she blurted to it. "Get on your platform," was its response. Stacy noticed that in the creature's hand was an instrument which looked the same as the one she had seen used on the boy on the ship. She remembered his screams. Was the creature going to punish her? "Oh please! Its not my fault! I can't help it!" she pleaded. "Get on your platform!" the alien repeated. Stacy thought she could hear anger in its voice. Crying even more now, she mounted the platform and, for the first time in three days, felt herself being locked on. She was almost hysterical as the platform moved her to the alien. It stopped in the same position as it did when she was fed. Stacy braced herself for the impending pain, hoping that it would be over quickly. Shock hit her as she felt something enter her cunt. "Oh, no! Not there!" she thought to herself. Her panic started to leave when she felt no pain and heard only a soft buzzing sound. After about five minutes, the instrument was removed and she found herself being moved back to her enclosure. Once inside, she felt herself being released. She stood and looked between her legs. Everything seemed the same except there was no blood. She looked up at the creature. "Everything will be fine now," it said. Wiping the tears from her eyes, Stacy said, "I thought you were going to punish me." "Do you perceive me as being so cruel that I would punish you for having a normal monthly blood cycle?" the alien asked. "I didn't know what you were doing. The instrument in your hand looked the same as the one I saw on the ship that was used for punishment. Why did you lock me on the platform?" asked Stacy. "I was afraid that in the state you were in, you would hurt me. Your species is very strong and has the capability to kill my kind," explained the creature. Stacy smiled. She now understood that the aliens were just as intimidated by humans as she was by the aliens. "I'm sorry. I was upset but I would never hurt you. You have always been kind to me." "Would you like to know what you will be doing when you accompany me while I teach?" the creature asked. "Yes," Stacy replied as she positioned herself on her platform. "You need not use the platform unless you want to," the creature commented. Stacy smiled as she tentatively stood and walked through the barrier of her enclosure. She walked to where the alien was sitting and sat on the floor in front of him. As she did, the plug in her ass pushed in causing her to squirm and make a face. She reached to her ass and touched the plug. She then repositioned herself and tried to find a comfortable way to sit without disturbing the intrusion. "Is something wrong?" the alien queried. "No," answered Stacy. "Its just this plug. Its uncomfortable." "Would you like me to remove it?" asked the alien. "Really? Can you?" exclaimed Stacy. "I'd like it if I never had it in me again!" "I can't take it out forever. You must have it in for about an hour after you are fed and whenever you leave here but except for that, I can remove it," explained the creature. "Move around so I can reach it and I will remove it." Stacy got on all fours with her ass facing the alien. He reached down and removed the plug. She reached back with her hand and rubbed her asshole. It felt nice not to have the plug stuck in there. She turned and sat on the floor again as the alien explained what she would be doing. She knew that she was to be a teaching aid but now she found out just how. Stacy was actually going to be a visual aid. Not only would students be examining the outside of her body but the inside as well. This would be done by means of a small probe. The probe would be first inserted into her mouth, then into her ass to reveal her altered digestive system. Stacy was a little concerned about the probe so the alien showed one to her. It looked like a medicine capsule. She was told that she would have to swallow it from her mouth and it could propel itself back to her mouth when needed. A small plunger would be used to insert it in her ass. The plunger was much smaller around than her feeding tube and the alien assured her she would feel no uncomfortableness from the procedure and she would probably not be able to feel the probe alone at all. Stacy wanted to know more but the alien told her that she must be fed and that after her feeding, it would continue. It left the room and Stacy moved to a position beside the chair. She hoped that the alien would feed her without the platform. The platform was comfortable and it no longer locked her on to it but she was enjoying the freedom of not being on it. As the alien came back into the room with the feeding tube, Stacy crouched down and put her head on her arms, which were resting on the floor, and raised her ass up. The creature sat down and inserted the feeding tube, never mentioning the platform. After injecting the liquid into her ass, the creature inserted the plug. This time, however, it left its hands on Stacy and slowly started to stroke her ass and back. She was in ecstasy being touched by anyone or anything(?) for the first time since leaving earth. Had she been a cat, she knew that she would be purring. The alien started his explanation again but Stacy wasn't listening. She closed her eyes and enjoyed its touching. The alien's touch was very light. It would move its large, slender hand around her back, over her ass, down her legs, and back again. Occasionally a slim finger would slip between her legs. The alien's touch felt especially good there to Stacy and, unconsciously, she spread her legs a little. Now, every time the alien moved up or down, a finger or two would brush against her pussy. The more the alien rubbed, the better it felt to Stacy. She became aware that the creature's hand had stopped moving. "Please don't stop rubbing," she begged. The alien started again and, consciously unaware to Stacy, her body started moving. Her back had arched pushing out her pussy so that it was even more exposed to the creature's touching. She had spread her legs more so that instead of the alien's hand going down her legs, it was going between her legs. Her orgasm finally erupted. Nothing else mattered now except that which was between her legs. She hadn't even been aware that her body was going to climax until she found herself in the middle of ecstasy. As the passion faded, the present reentered her consciousness. She realized that the alien's hand was no longer on her. She stood up on her knees and looked at the creature. "Did you just have a sexual experience?" it asked. Stacy blushed and answered, "Yes." "Is the blood rising to your skin part of it?" the creature continued. Stacy laughed at the question. She realized that even though this creature was from a different planet and looked a lot different from the people from earth, it was almost human. She began an oration of how and why humans blush. Occasionally the alien would interject, "Fascinating!" but other that that, it just let the teen ramble.