Chapter One: Cops and Robbers

Above the planet of Mars, two ships shot across the sky, trading beams of light between them. Their battle became steadily lower in the atmosphere until at last both sides were shot by the other. The fleeing vessel, a ship of dark crystal, plummeted down to crash upon the red planet below. The pursuer was a red galaxy police cruiser. It limped on for a while, trailing fuel, before falling out of the sky to land with a crash upon the surface.

Smoke arose over the barren surface of Mars, as two figures made their way out of the crashed ship, coughing. The first was a blonde with dark skin, clad in an orange and purple jumpsuit that clung to her curvaceous form. The second was an equally curvaceous woman with long blue hair and pale complexion. She was clad in a blue and black jumpsuit that clung to her ample breasts.

'Kiyone,' said the blonde, 'was that my fault?'

'No Mihoshi,' said Kiyone, 'we were hit bad. Do you have the distress signal?'

'Uh huh,' nodded Mihoshi, taking out a purple box, 'I remembered Kiyone!'

'Good work,' said Kiyone, 'alright I need you to set up the distress signal. Make it quick; we need to track down the space pirate Ryoko before she gets away.'

'Are you sure?' said Mihoshi, sounding worried. 'The space pirate Ryoko is one of the most feared and terrible criminals out there. No one who has ever gone up against her has got out alive.'

'I know!' snapped Kiyone. 'But we just shot her down! If we capture her, we'll get promoted. If we fail, we'll get kicked off the force for losing our ship. Now come on, let's move.'

They made their way through the deserts, heading in the direction of the crash site of the ship of dark crystal. After a few hours, they found the vessel in the shadow of a great mountain, still smoking. Above them, in the cliffs, a cave could be seen near the top. As they got closer to the wreckage, Kiyone spotted a beautiful cyan-haired woman lying by it. She was clad in a low cut outfit that showed off her enormous cleavage. She was lying unconscious on the ground. Was this the space pirate Ryoko?

Kneeling by her, Kiyone smelt the scent of alcohol.

'What now Kiyone?' asked Mihoshi.

'We'll cuff her.' said Kiyone, removing handcuffs from her hands. Turning the voluptuous space pirate around, she set the cuffs on her hands. 'These things are designed to restrict her powers.'

'Kiyone, look!' said Mihoshi, and Kiyone followed her gaze. 'A storm is coming!'

Mihoshi was right. A vast wave of dirt and sand was heading towards them. Kiyone hoisted Ryoko over one shoulder and stood. 'Come on; we need to get moving.'

They fled up the slopes, struggling over loose stones and scaling higher. Ryoko was a muscular woman and was not easy to carry. At last, they reached a dark cave. Kiyone and Mihoshi fled inside it just as the storm washed up behind them. They went deeper in until the wind no longer reached them, and set Ryoko down. Kiyone breathed in relief, then eyed the darkness within the cave. They had already gone quite a distance into the earth, yet still, it went on. 'How deep does this cave go anyway?' asked Kiyone.

'I dunno, Kiyone.' said Mihoshi. 'Is something wrong?'

'I just feel like I'm being watched, that's all.' said Kiyone. 'Like there is some sort of… audience waiting for us to fail. This place gives me the creeps.' Her hand went to her pistol as she stood and made her way forward, peering into the gloom.

'Oh you're awake finally!' said Mihoshi in a cheerful tone behind her.

'What the- who are you?!' snarled Ryoko as she pulled herself up.

'I'm Mihoshi, and this is my partner Kiyone,' said Mihoshi, 'and we're-'

'Will you cut that out!' shouted Kiyone. 'You aren't supposed to be fraternizing with criminals.'

'I'm just polite…' said Mihoshi.

'Well this is a laugh,' said Ryoko, 'I had a hangover when I ran into you. Otherwise, a couple of clowns like you never would have been able to shoot me down. And if you think these cuffs will stop me-' She pulled on them. '-you are dead-' she pulled again. '-wrong! What are these things made of?!'

'Their specially designed handcuffs meant to control super-powered individuals.' said Kiyone with a smirk. 'it's useless to struggle against them. Their state of the art.'

'Yeah, yeah, whatever,' said Ryoko, before looking at her slyly. 'so where is your ship? Shouldn't we be there instead of here?'

'I…' Kiyone remained silent. 'We're the ones in charge here!'

'I shot it down didn't I?' asked Ryoko. 'Oh well, too bad. There you were on your way to the top, and then you got stranded on an alien planet.'

'We're no more stranded than you!' snapped Kiyone in a voice which was slightly petulant. 'And anyway, it's only until we get rescued.'

'Right,' said Ryoko, 'assuming that it's the Galaxy Police or another lawful authority. What happens if it's a bunch of slavers?'

'Shut up so I can read you your rights.' snapped Kiyone, drawing out her ID. As she did, three tentacles reached slowly out of the darkness. 'Space Pirate Ryoko, you are charged under galactic law-'

But she never finished the sentence. The tentacles around the neck, the waist and the legs, and dragged her into the deeper parts of the cave. Kiyone screamed and then she was gone, only the echo of her cry remaining. Ryoko stared, stunned by what had just happened.

'Kiyone!' cried Mihoshi, drawing out her gun and running forward. 'Kiyone, wait there I'm-'

Then the tentacles burst forward, grabbed Mihoshi and dragged her in to join her partner. Ryoko forced herself to her feet without her hands and ran for the exit. Even as she reached it, she halted and was forced back by the storm. A tentacle snatched her by the leg and pulled her back. Ryoko fell to land face first on the ground and was halted back across the floor, struggling. More tentacles grabbed her arms and waist, before hauling her into the darkness as well.

The three were dragged deeper and deeper into the cave system. Their arms and legs were wrapped in tentacles. Mihoshi and Kiyone were forced into a spread eagle position and put side by side with each other. Ryoko meanwhile had her legs cocooned in tentacles. Shea was put forward, her face mere inches from Kiyone's. As they struggled, they came into a well-lit cavern. And still, they went ever further downward.

'Where are they taking us?' asked Mihoshi.

'How should I know?!' cursed Kiyone.

'This is your fault!' snapped Ryoko. 'If you hadn't handcuffed me I could have blasted us out of here!'

The air became heavier. The walls ceased to be of natural stone and became an organic, fleshlight substances. An oozing smell was in the air. Their senses were deadened as they were dragged down into a pulsing pit. More tentacles could be seen far below, numbering in the thousands. On the walls could be seen many naked women, their faces, hands, and feet covered in violet goo. Kiyone found a blush coming to her face as she realized how close she was with Ryoko.

Her gaze fell upon Ryoko's ample cleavage, less than a foot beneath her. She struggled to take her eyes away from it. Something about this place was affecting her, and she didn't like it.

'You know…' said Ryoko, looking woozy. 'you are kind of sexy…'

Kiyone's blush intensified, and she turned her head away. 'You think so?'

'Oh yeah,' said Mihoshi, 'you have a nice body Kiyone.'

'Shut up bubblehead!' snapped Kiyone, now beat red. 'I know that… already…'

Their minds were clouded. As the walls closed in around them, and the tentacles shifted Ryoko and Kiyone. Their enormous breasts were pressed up against each other. Their lips were nearly touching now. The attraction between them was becoming unbearable.

Before they could stop themselves, they leaned in and kissed. Ryoko's tongue reached into Kiyone's mouth, exploring it. Kiyone moaned in pleasure, struggling to get free. She had to get her hands out from their grip. Had to run her hands over that damn space pirate's perfect boobs.

But she couldn't get free. And suddenly they were pulled away from each other and dragged down the floor. Many smaller tentacles reached up from the floor. These wrapped around them and began slipping their way into their clothes. Kiyone felt them entering her jumpsuit and watched as they did the same to Mihoshi. They also slipped into Ryoko's clothes. After a few moments, the tentacles had reached over their entire bodies. Then they began reaching up their necks and inserting themselves into their ears.

Kiyone could feel the tentacles sending tiny tendrils into her brain. Her mind froze in place. For a moment she felt terrible pain and screamed, and Ryoko and Mihoshi screamed with her. Then it was over. Kiyone realized that she could not move even her fingers. The tentacles released her and Ryoko, and Mihoshi, and set them down on the ground. Ryoko's cuffs were destroyed.

She couldn't move. Kiyone had no command over her body. And yet she found herself moving on its own. Kiyone felt detached, as though she had become an indifferent observer to her own body. She had a feeling that she was being watched by an audience. And she was filled with the urge to entertain them.

She Mihoshi and Ryoko began to circle one another. Their hips were swaying side to side as lust filled their veins. Their hands reached up, and took hold of their clothes, slipping out of them. Ryoko let her skirt fall to her knees, revealing her sexy body. Then she set her hands behind her head and stuck out her chest with a lustful look on her face. Kiyone and Mihoshi slowly pulled off their jumpsuits with slow and sensual movements. Finally, all three of them stood there in their underwear.

They turned around and posed. Kiyone fell into a kneel, her breasts bouncing as she stuck out her chest. A seductive smile came to her lips as she flipped her hair behind her. Mihoshi fell to her back and raised her legs so that they were next to her ears. Ryoko stuck out one thigh and came a come hither look.

Then they rose and began to walk backward. They swayed their hips and leaned forward to show off their ample cleavage. Knowing smiles on their faces. The audience was watching and enjoying the show. Finally, their perfectly formed rears touched each other.

Then something was unleashed. All restraints were let loose, and for a moment Kiyone and the others had control of their bodies again. Even as they tried to respond, the tentacles shot out and grabbed them by the arms and legs. A compulsion now entered their minds, not to do anything, but to speak as the tentacles worked.

Their underwear was torn off, revealing their privates. 'Wait,' said Mihoshi, 'don't do that!'

'Get off me!' snapped Ryoko. She was enjoying every minute of it.

'What are these things?' asked Kiyone. 'Nnnaaagh!' She was a star.

Three especially thick tentacles coiled around them. The three moaned and shuddered in pleasure. Moments later three more rushed out on a far more intimate mission. Mihoshi and Kiyone moaned loudly. Their bodies rebelled against them, while Ryoko continued to struggle.

'Stop!' cried Mihoshi. 'I don't want this!' But she did.

'I can't think… it feels so good…' moaned Kiyone. She'd known it would.

'Let me go!' cried Ryoko. She hoped they held her forward.

The tentacles bulged larger. They groaned with pleasure. New tentacles topped with suction cups rushed forward were set to their breasts. Long tongues entered their nipples and began to pump liquid into them.

'No, not my tits!' cried Mihoshi, desperately. 'You're going inside them!'

'Oh… oh god yes…' moaned Kiyone, lust in her tone.

'You… you can't do this…' growled Ryoko, wavering. 'I am a space pirate…'

Their breasts suddenly ballooned outwards, growing to five times their original size. At the same time, the same liquid was unleashed into their lower regions by the tentacles. Their nerves went on fire with lust, as their bodies became attuned to each other. They realized that they were all connected, and with the place all around them. They were extensions of the tentacles will, existing to entertain the audience.

A command forced its way into their minds, remaining present, waiting to be obeyed. Drunk on the pleasure they remained suspended in the air. The lust continued to build within them. Try as they might they could not do anything about it themselves. All they could do was ask. The audience wanted them to ask.

'I want…' said Mihoshi.

'I need…' began Kiyone.

'Give me…' growled Ryoko.

'YOU!' The three of them screamed in unison as an orgasm rushed through them.

And with that admission, their fate was sealed. Once again the tentacles surged forward and went to work on their bodies all the harder. Several went down their throats, and the taste was addicting. On and on it went, as they were passed from tentacle to tentacle, their breasts suckled for milk by suction cups. Little by little their thoughts became obsessed more and more with the tentacles.

They existed only for the use of the watching powers.

The tentacles continued to have their way with the three of them. Then, when it would be hazardous to their new slave's health, the tentacles stopped.

From the floor emerged a huge pod. The walls of the pod opened. The tentacles let go of Kiyone, Mihoshi and Ryoko and the three of them walked obediently into the pod. There they pressed their breasts together and reached out with their hands. They began feeling each other's rears up as the pod closed around them.

Tentacles entered the pod and filled their mouths and noses. Violet liquid began to fill it up, and soon they were floating within it. Gradually the pod lowered down into the floor. As it did their eyes closed and they slept peacefully. The tentacles contented themselves with providing a constant stream of low-level pleasure.

The three women dreamed many wet dreams as they slept. And when they awoke, they lived one.

Author's Note:

Well, this is a repost of an erotic story I posted awhile back. A repost with all blatantly explicit material removed. I also took steps to lengthen the chapter, since one of the complaints in the original was length.