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    Alien Bikini Sex Slaves is a silly story involving sex between
Earth Women and Alien monsters.  This story leans more towards humor and comedy
than horror.  In other words,  this is not a story about young women dipped in
slime and being attacked by things with teeth.

This story is mine but feel free to archive,  print or share as long as you
don't make any money from it.  All comments are welcome by e-mail.  A picture
of some of the characters and information about how the story was created can
be found at http://members.aol.com/Lordshon/AlienBikini.html

Alien Bikini Sex Slave part 1
By Shon Richards

The alien spacecraft came out from behind the moon with menacing speed.  It's
silver shine glistening off it's round saucer-like body.  After communicating
it's intentions with the artificial satellite set up for such purposes,  it
dropped into orbit around Earth.  It nestled between the other saucers
carefully.  Summer was always a busy season.

Down below, Michelle was having a great summer.  Three weeks ago,  college
had let out for the summer.  Then two weeks ago she had inherited a brothel
from her grandmother.  Then, best of all,  a week ago she sold the crappy place
for more money than she could spend on a weekend.   Now she was in her bikini
catching a great tan at her parent's pool while they were away on vacation.   

Her best friend Heather was laying down beside her to catch some sun.  She
looked at her friend with the natural blonde hair and frowned.  It was bad
enough that Heather had large breasts without the aid of surgery.  But the
combination of natural hair and natural breasts was enough to make Michelle
jealous.  Michelle comforted herself by looking at the sharp point on her face
that Heather called a nose.  That one flaw was enough to insure that Heather
would always get bit parts in cheaply made movies and remain her best friend.

Heather interrupted her peppiness by pointing at the sky and exclaiming
"Michelle,  what the hell is that?"

Michelle looked up at a strange hovering object in the sky.  It was round and
silver and reminded her of something.  It looked like one of those things
people were always talking about on television.  She tried to remember what
they called theses odd flying round things and then she remembered.

"I think they're called a Flying Coaster!"  Michelle said exactingly.  She
then took another sip of soda.

Now that the two knew what it was,  they settled back and ignored it.  Closing
their eyes,  they didn't see it lower down towards them.  They didn't see it
release various weather balloons as decoys as it came closer to them.  Because
they were wearing sunglasses,  they wouldn't have seen a portal open on the
bottom of the craft if they did have their eyes open.  Therefore it was a
complete surprise when they found themselves floating upwards to it.

"Holy Fuck!"  Michelle cried out,  her long bleach blonde hair trailing
towards the rapidly disappearing ground.

Heather was simply screaming.

Once they had floated inside the ship,  the portal closed under them and they
felt themselves lowered to the floor of the ship.  A little nervous,  the two
girls stood close to one another in their bikinis shivering in the cold air. 
Michelle was trying to be brave although she had no idea what was going on. 
She had practised being brave in the face of confusion throughout most of her
school years.  She had just regained her confidence when three creatures walked
in.  That's when she started screaming with Heather.

The creatures were tall and spindly things.  Their skin was a dull grey color
that was completely hairless.  Their heads were the most distinguishing feature
mostly because it made up a third of their total body mass.  Two large black
eyes without pupils stared from each head.  Small slits flared above a round
mouth.  They wore no clothes and Michelle and Heather quickly noted that they
possessed no genitalia.  

The tallest of the odd beings stepped forward and spoke to them in a booming
voice.

"Greetings Earth Females,  do not be afraid.  We are of the race called
Pur'lecki and we mean you no harm.  My name is Oxaal"  he said to them.

"Really?"  Michelle asked.  She could sense the weakness of a apologetic male.

"Yes,"  Oxaal answered.  "We are but simple aliens from a planet far away.  A
planet much like this cesspit that you call Earth.  Just much cleaner.  We have
traveled far to examine your race so that we may learn about you."

Heather decided she wanted to look important so she spoke up and said "That's
cool,  we'll be glad to help you guys out."

"Shut up Heather"  said Michelle,  reasserting her role as the smart one. 
"What do we get out of it?"

"You will be able to return to your people and tell them that you are
messengers of an advanced race."  he responded.

Michelle turned to Heather and smiled widely.  "This will be so cool!"  she
said.

"Yeah," Heather answered.  "We'll be famous!  no one has ever meet an alien
before.  We'll make millions,  maybe thousands!"

Michelle turned back to the tall alien and asked "What exactly do need to do
to find out about us?"   

Oxaal answered "Only a few simple routine examinations."  

Behind him,  the other two aliens appeared to snigger.

Oxaal led the two women through twisting corridors and past various rooms
where strange noises were heard.  Heather and Michelle were too busy talking
about which talk show they wanted to appear on first to notice which way they
had came.  When they finally came to a large room devoid of any features did
they notice they were lost.

Michelle turned to Oxaal to ask what happens next.  She saw him disappear
behind a sliding door which she quickly ran to.  The door closed before she
could reach it,  and she kicked the door in anger.  Heather simply started
wining,  hoping something would happen.

"Michelle,"  Heather whined.  "What's going on?  I thought they were going to
take our tempature or something.?"

Michelle's answer was cut short as the ceiling opened above them.  A large
assortment of mechanical arms that ended in rubber grips dropped down towards
them.  The girls screamed as their arms and legs were held tightly and their
entire bodies were lifted off the ground.  They were held parallel to the
ground, facedown.  After struggling for a minute or two,  the girls gave up and
started screaming.  

Their screams were cut short by strange orange balls that floated out of
nowhere towards their mouths.  The balls of lights popped into their mouths and
cut off the noise of their screaming completely.  Michelle and Heather tried to
bite down on the glowing balls,  but the light was as solid as a rubber gag. 
The girls knew the solidity of rubber from their experiences at Camp Beaver a
few summers ago. 

As the girls struggled with the mechanical arms,  the three aliens watched it
all on a monitor.  The leader of the trio waited till the girls had ceased
struggling before he began his speech.  Earth females struggling with their
bonds were always too distracting.

"We at Galaxy Exotic Vacations hope the two we selected meet with your
satisfaction"  Olaax inquired.

The two other aliens nodded their heads quickly,  rubbing their hands in a
fervor.  

"It's just so overwhelming,"  one of them began.  "To know that these females
come from the same planet as the galaxy famous erotic slave,  Amelia Earhart."

Olaax smiled at them with a mouth that possessed no teeth.  

"Amelia Earhart was the greatest success my company has ever had with an
acquisition."  He replied.  "We paid her government a few minor technologies
for the right to own her.  Imagine,  the greatest sex slave in the known
universe,  bought for theories on atomic fusion.  It was a steal."

His audience laughed at such cultural ignorance.  But Olaax noticed their
heads turning back to the monitor.  He decided it was time to begin before he
totally lost them.

"I think now we should begin our orientation"  he told them.  When their heads
returned to look at him,  he began explaining their toys to them.

"Before we can play with either of the girls,  we must first implant a
transfer device.  Have you two decided which girls you want to be empathic
with?"

The customer on the left pointed towards Heather immediately.  

"I want that one."  Soolan said.  "She has the prettiest fingers for a human."

"I guess I'll take the other one then."  Weelaj said.  "Which isn't so bad, 
she has more of a spark behind her eyes."

Olaax touched his control panel and said "It is done."

The aliens watched the monitor as two rods descended on Michelle and Heather. 
Since the rods were behind the girls,  they didn't notice them until the sharp
points had already punctured a micro-small hole into their ass.  The girls
jumped,  but it was only in terror as the pain was too brief to be noticed.  As
the rods detracted,  Soolan and Weelaj were already beginning to pick up the
beginning sensations.

"Unbelievable"  Weelaj whispered.  "Mine has a strange dampness between her
legs."

"So does mine."  Soolan said.

"Ahh,  I shall explain all this as we explore the new bodies you are feeling."
said Olaax as he turned with a pointer stick to the monitor.

"Lets us start with their heads.  As you can tell,  their eyes are used merely
for sight.  They are incapable of receiving any genetic information through
their eyes and therefore completely infertile to our race."

Olaax then moved his pointer to a close-up of Michelle's mouth.

"Their noses is one of the few orifices the humans do not use for sex.  On the
other hand,  they use their mouths for consumption of food and sexual
relations.  In fact,  among their own culture,  sex with the human mouth is
considered the most prized act."

Suddenly Soolan's skin burst into a vast array of colors.  His skin rippled
and shined briefly before fading back to his normal gray.  Weelaj shook his
head at his companion.

"I can't believe you nupped off already."  Weelaj said admist giggles.  

Soolan smiled and said "I just couldn't stand hearing about their mouths I
guess.  But please continue Olaax,  that was just my first orgasm for the day."

"That is normal among first time users,"  Olaax replied.  He turned back to
the monitor and continued his briefing.

"Notice the long hair they both wear.  The yellow coloring designates them
both as sexual animals,  ready to be mounted.  The one called Me-Shell has dyed
her hair in order to be more pleasing while the other is naturally that way."

"Now let's remove their clothing and examine them more intimately."

He pushed a few buttons on his control panel and the girls were bathed in an
odd yellow light.  Their bikini clothes quickly disintegrated and fell off
their bodies.  Soolan and Weelaj began screaming at that point.

"What are those horrible things on their chests?"  Weelaj asked between
frantic screamings.

Olaax covered the screen with his hand and silently berated himself for
forgetting that these two were beginners in earth females.

"My apologies,"  he began.  "Those two brown spots are their nipples.  They
use them to feed their young with a liquid that they produce."

Soolan removed his hands from his eyes.  "That is disgusting!"  he exclaimed.

"Why don't they have them removed at birth like we do?"  Weelaj asked.

"The humans consider nipples to be highly erotic."  Olaax explained.   "In
fact,  when a woman reveals her nipples,  it means she is ready to mate."

"Well in my opinion,"  Weelaj replied.  "When a earth woman reveals her
nipples,  she's ready to be ejected into space where she will no longer be able
to gross us out."

Olaax responded with some rapid button pushing and his customers were pleased
to see a facsimile of their former clothing put back over their chests.  The
material was a light shimmering cloth that had been quickly cut to look like
their destroyed bikini tops.

Olaax spoke into a microphone that Michelle and Heather could hear in their
captivity.  

"When you are free to move,  please do not remove your tops on pain of death. 
Thank you. "  he instructed.

"Let's move on to their bottom halves now.  Unlike the superior Pur'lecki race
which has their sexual organs in their fingertips,  the humans place their
sexual organs between their legs.  The male has a fifth limb that inserts into
the female's opening here.  This opening on the female is packed with sensitive
nerves that are six times as sensitive as the Pur'lecki's sexual nerves.  Which
is why they are so popular to become empathic with.  As we subject the females
to various stimuli,  you will be able to experience the same sexual pleasures
that they experience.  At six times normal response,  you will be nupping all
over yourselves till your skin is too tired to change colors."

The three Pur'lecki laughed at this bawdy joke.  Soolan raised his hand to ask
a question.

"I can feel through the empathy link another opening behind the one that is so
wet."  he asked.

Olaax grimaced before he explained that anomaly.

"Well,"  he began slowly.  "That is because the wet opening always serves to
eliminate liquid waste products,  while the rear opening removes waste matter
that is solid.  Mostly."

His customers were silent in shock.  Weelaj spoke first.

"I thought they had noses.  Those are what those huge things are beneath their
eyes right?"  Weelaj asked.

"That is true,"  Olaax began  "But the human body is so inefficient,  they are
incapable of converting all their waste to a gas.  Their bodies must remove
waste in a solid,  liquid and gaseous manner."

"Please tell me we are not going to see any of that."  Solaan pleaded.

"Of course not,  we are a civilized race after all."  Olaax assured.  "Would
you two like a demonstration of their sexual abilities now?"

The two customers immediately forgot the disgusting abilities of the two earth
women.  They both nodded for Olaax to begin while they settled back in their
chairs.  it was odd for them to experience pleasure from between their legs
instead of their fingers but at six times the bang,  they were looking forward
to it.

Michelle and Heather had ceased fighting at this point.  It was too hard to
struggle when your body was being held eight feet in the air and you were
facing the ground.  Luckily for their limbs,  gravity was set extremely low so
there was no strain on them.  They floated in the air spread eagle with no idea
of what "experiment" was next. 

Michelle had a feeling that with her ass exposed,  that things might get a
little kinky.  Heather already knew things were getting kinky because she had
orgasmed once already just from being restrained.  Heather was kind of a
bondage slut that way.  Ever since she did time as a bondage slave to the class
nerd in exchange for help on a science project,  she always got horny everytime
she was restrained.  Besides,  all the science projects she ever did involved
someone getting fucked.

A noise behind them alerted them to another one of those mechanical arms. 
They turned to look at two arms descending with metallic phalluses mounted on
the end of them.  Michelle's eyes became very large as she realized that once
again her fame will be earned with her pussy.  Heather was just glad they were
to the sex already.

The arms stopped short of their sexes and squirted a warm slippery fluid at
them.  The girls squealed under their energy gags as the liquid coated their
already wet crotches.  The arms then entered each of them simultaneously, 
sliding with ease between their engorged lips.  Michelle and Heather closed
their eyes in bliss as the pseudo-cocks filled them perfectly.  They didn't
know that these sexual tools had been designed minutes ago by computers that
had measured their bodies with ultra-sensitive sensor equipment.  They also
didn't care,  as the tools were made to fit them and they were fitting quite
well.

The girls overcame any remaining regrets as the arms began thrusting inside
them.  Their bodies were held tightly by their bonds but their hair was flying
with the force of each thrust.  Small grunts and moans couldn't be heard
through their sound-proof gags but their mouths tried anyway.  

As the thrusting picked up speed,  Michelle's body arched in orgasm,  testing
the strength of her bonds.  In response to her orgasm,  the custom made phallus
extended extra nobs and raised large textured bumps.  The improved phallus
plunged along her sex,  causing Michelle to be grateful for being involved in
such a cool experiment.  

Heather was enjoying her improved phallus after her orgasm as well.  Except
her's extended small smooth fingers at the base of the of her penetration.  The
fingers licked away at her sex,  giving her the sensation of being kissed by a
dozen tongues while her slick sex enjoyed the ramming of a lifetime.  She
thrusted back against her bonds,  trying to get more of the metal cock inside
her with those marvelous tongues.

As the girls approached their second orgasms,  the arms retracted out of them. 
As the alien sex toys went back into the ceiling,  Michelle and Heather began a
screaming that would of outdone their earlier performances if they their gags
allowed any sound.  

Their bodies were then lifted out of the room and dropped into another smaller
room.  The arms let go of them,  but metal rings encircled their wrists and
ankles.  As the girls stood up to examine their new room,  their circlets
immediately snapped together with powerful magnetic force.  Michelle and
Heather laid on the floor,  wrist to wrist and ankle to ankle.  The gags in
their mouths then disappeared.

"Well,"  Michelle began, "The fucking was good,  but this part definitely
sucks."

"Hmmm,"  Heather answered.  "Do you think these aliens have other plans than
just science stuff?"

"Fuck the aliens!"  yelled Michelle.  "I'm still horny!  Get your ass over
here."

As Heather crawled over to Michelle for some freindly mutual oral sex,  back
in the monitor room,  the last of Soolan and Weelaj's color flashes were
ending.  Their skins were returning to their gray coloring as Olaax handed them
both a drink to soothe their nerves.

"I thought that two orgasms were enough to start with."  Olaax explained.

Solaan and Weelaj merely grunted in agreement,  their breathing too rapid to
allow any further speech.

"But this is only the beginning,  " Olaax continued.  "Under the Roswell
Treaty we are allowed to cross-breed the girls with any of the vast menagerie
that we possess in this ship.  As long as we wipe their memories we can keep
them for a week.  That should give you two plenty of time to explore their
limits as well as fulfill your own ideas at species permutations.  Would you
like to take a break before introducing them to their first non-human sex
partner?"

He waited for a few seconds before realizing they were both asleep.  Olaax
chuckled in his nasal way at the power of the earth females' ability to put a
male of any species to sleep.
To be continued


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