Chapter 2.
She slowly woke up, leaning up out of her bed. A soft hiss came from her, a long tongue extending out. She looked down at it, still weirded out by it. It felt weird to have a tongue that functioned more as a 2nd mouth, and a several foot long tail that was strong enough to lift her off the ground with ease.
Eating was much more of a chore now, Emma now restrained to just the small inner mouth for eating. She had realized it was easier to just inhale small bits of food, trying to chew usually leaving a sloppy mess in her mouth.
Drinking liquids was actually easier to do now though, her inner mouth functioning as a straw pretty much, Emma just sticking the entire thing into a cup and sucking up whatever she wanted.
She had been very glad to find she still had a sense of taste, in fact, the inner mouth actually seemed to be much more receptive of tastes than her previous body had, Emma able to taste things from her food that she had never noticed before.
She groggily climbed out of the bed, grabbing a food can out of a cabinet, then making her way over to the couch. She sat down, glancing down at her tail, seeing it trailing back from where she'd just been.
She used her claws to open the can, stabbing the top of it then ripping the lid off. She still wished she was human, but given that was likely to never be a possibility she was trying to get more familiar with her new form.
She was able to use her tail with the same finesse as her fingers now, and she was slowly figuring out just how much strength to put into stuff. She'd been pleasantly surprised to find she was now insanely stronger, the alien creatures seeming to possess a massive amount of strength.
Previously heavy things now felt light, and smaller and lighter things now felt like she was lifting up a feather.
She looked into the can, seeing that it was peaches. She uttered a delighted screech, and then she grabbed a fork, sticking one of the fruits with it. She brought it up to her face, opening her mouth and extending her inner one out, the teeth biting down on half of it.
She had also been overjoyed to discover that she could still eat a lot of the stuff she had enjoyed before, her body seeming to not care what she ate.
She took another bite, finishing off the fruit, and then she brought the can up to her face, sticking her inner mouth in and drawing out some of the juices inside it. She took a breath as she pulled away, and then she looked down at the tablet on a small table in front of her.
She reached for it, grabbing it and turning it on, going to the notes for the sections. She immediately went over to the zone that the other engineer was in.
She stared at it for a second, then let out a surprised screech. She dropped the food can and ran to her door, quickly opening it and running out, her footsteps echoing as she ran away.
On the tablet was a small message the engineer had left, telling her his room number. Also on it was a small message saying, 'Leaving to get to control board, you can wait at room. Left tablet in room.'
It had been sent 15 minutes ago.
He walked down the hall, several tools dangling off his belt as he moved. He'd had to dodge a few bandit groups, reduced to crawling through vents to get past them. He'd also had to crawl through the vents to get past blocked off areas, or areas too dangerous to risk traversing.
Quite a few areas had evidence of fighting, bullet marks lining the walls, some melted walls and flooring, and even the evidence of what must have been explosions, metal debris blocking entire pathways from explosives that had been set off, or fuel lines that had been hit.
He'd fixed a few things as he'd went, but much of it was far too gone to repair. Some places he'd had to resort to simply cutting the power so he could pass, entire floors electrified by loose wires, made even more deadly by leaking water lines.
His eyes went wide as he heard thumping in the distance again, far louder than he'd heard last night.
He looked around in a panic, realizing there were countless lockers lining the hall. He grabbed the handle of one, but it was locked. He looked in the direction of the thumping, the noise growing much louder. He grabbed the one next to it, his heart jumping in relief when he found it was open.
He jumped into the locker, closing the door, pushing his head against the back of the locker as he listened. The thumping stopped, and then a second later he heard something fall from the vents nearby.
He heard it land with a heavy thud, an annoyed hiss following. He heard it start walking around, the man breathing quietly as he heard it walk closer to him. It was walking slowly, the engineer watching as it walked by.
It was looking all over the place, and he watched as it turned, looking at a door across from him. It walked up to it, glancing down at the keypad.
He had to resist the urge to suck in a gasp as he watched its hand move over the keypad, and then it pushed in a few buttons. His eyes widened in surprise and shock as the door opened a second later, the alien walking into the room, looking around.
He could see it occasionally appear and disappear as it walked around the room, but eventually it walked back out. How the hell did it know how to open doors? And how the hell did it know the code to open rooms? How smart were these damn things?
A sense of dread came over him as he realized he had no chance of surviving a long time if one of these things was hunting him, which this one seemed to be. It glanced down both ends of the hallway, and then it started walking further down.
He heard another door open a little ways away. It didn't seem to look into it long though, because he heard another door further down also open. His heart pounded with every door that opened, the man silently praying that there was no one who was hiding in them.
Gradually the noises disappeared, and eventually he heard it climb back into a vent, the creature moving quickly in the vent, making a lot of noise as it ran away.
He sat there for several seconds, breathing heavily, before he slowly opened the door, grimacing as it creaked. He stepped out, looking around and seeing that every door down the hallway had been opened.
That was the way he needed to go, but he couldn't go that way with the alien hunting him down, he would have to find an alternate route.
He went back the other way, walking down a different hallway, making his way along, listening for any sound of the alien coming close. As he walked he eventually happened across a map of the area.
He could see where he was, and he could see where he needed to go. He was glad to see the hallway the alien had went down wasn't the only way to the control boards. There was another path he could take, although it would add a little bit of time.
It took him another 20 minutes to make his way there, but thankfully there were no survivors along the way, or any aliens wandering the vents and hallways.
He turned to a hallway, seeing the entrance to the control room close to him. His eyes widened in delight, and he started making his way toward it. In there he could see several androids walking around.
He pulled an ID card out of a pocket, knowing he would need to show it to them. As he walked closer one of the androids noticed him, turning to meet up with him. "Hello, I'm-"
"You're not supposed to be here."
The engineer looked at it in confusion. "But... I'm an engineer... I've got access to be here, see." He outstretched his arm, offering the ID card to the android.
It looked down at it, then reached its hand out.
The engineer groaned as the android's hand grabbed his wrist, clenching down on it violently.
"You shouldn't be here, let me help you."
The engineer tried to pull away, but the android's grip was too tight.
A short ways away was the alien, stalking down the hall. It was not the one from last night though. This one was Emma.
She knew he had to be around here somewhere. She could've swore she heard him walking around earlier, but she didn't see him anywhere, even after checking every room. She had run over here as fast as she could, her speed surprising her, her body capable of running at insane speeds. She'd terrified more than a few humans as she'd sprinted by them. She'd also discovered that getting shot stung a bit, but her acid blood quickly removed the bullet, along with sealing up the wound.
She stood in the center of the hallway, not sure where to go. Perhaps he had decided to go back to his room, maybe he hadn't been able to get over here after all.
Cracks rang out through the hallways. Cracks of a revolver. She heard 4 gunshots go off in the distance, near where the control room was. She screeched, running over there as fast as she could.
Her heavy footsteps echoed through the hallways, and as she turned she saw a horrifying sight. On the ground was a android, white blood pooling on the ground where it had been shot. Near it was the engineer, and he was crawling away from another android.
He raised his revolver up at it, firing two more times, and then the weapon clicked empty. The android raised its hand, punching the engineer's hand, launching the revolver out of it. She heard him yell, and then it leaned down, the man raising an arm up to block the blow that was aimed at his face.
The force was still strong enough to knock his arm back to his face, and she roared as she watched his head bang against the floor, blood flowing out of his nose. She started running forward, making a drawn out roar as she rapidly covered the distance.
The android brought a fist down on his stomach this time, the man coughing as the wind got knocked out of him. It stepped on his stomach, the android putting its immense weight down on him, and he put his hands on its leg, desperately trying to push it off, trying to stop it from crushing him.
So, this was how he was going to die, getting crushed by an android, then torn to shreds by an alien.
The alien's screech echoed through the hall as she threw herself at the android, tackling it. She briefly grabbed its neck, but then she remembered what she was and she resorted to using her claws, tearing the android's face apart.
Something brushed past her, and she watched as another android walked towards the engineer, who was trying to kick himself away. Another android shoved past her, completely ignoring her, solely focused on attacking the engineer.
She stood up, stabbing the first one through the back, white blood splattering the engineer's clothing, the man, turning his head to the side as some of it landed on his face. She went to pull her tail out, but then the android grabbed it with its hands, holding on to it.
She screeched as the other android walked to the engineer, kicking him in the chest, sending him back a few feet, the man coughing and clutching his chest. It then stood over him, leaning down, and it grabbed him by the throat.
She stood up, running to the android on top of the engineer, grabbing it by the shoulders and heaving it back. It took the engineer with it though, its grip tightening on his throat, Emma watching his struggling go more violent.
The other android hit the engineer in the face, and the alien wrenched her tail, throwing the android away from him. The android holding the engineer stood back up, lifting the man up, his grip starting to go weak, the man unable to breath.
It pulled him back, and then the android slammed him into the wall, and his arms went limp. The alien's heart jumped in her chest, and she swiped her tail at the android, slicing its arms off.
The android looked down at the arms for a second, staring at the man that fell with them. "Tut, tut." It was completely unfazed by the fact that it no longer had arms, and she threw herself on top of the human as it pulled its leg back, preparing to kick him.
She braced herself, expecting to feel a foot drilling into her side, but it didn't happen. She looked up at the android, and watched it tilt its head, repositioning itself, trying to get an angle on the man.
She hissed at the android, and she brought her tail up again, this time taking out the android's legs. It fell to the ground, the android's torso wiggling around as it tried to move.
She turned her attention back to the human, grabbing him by the shoulders, screeching desperately at him, trying to wake him up. She shoved her head in close to him, and was relieved to know he was at least still breathing.
"You're not supposed to be here."
She looked up, seeing more androids were approaching. For whatever reason they refused to attack her, instead focusing solely on the engineer. She was sure she could fight them all off herself, but she doubted she could stop all of them from getting a hit in on the man. She had to get him out of here.
She scooped him up, the man dangling limply in her arms, and she turned around, running as fast as she could, hearing the android's voices and footsteps quickly disappear.
She breathed heavily as she ran, her heart pounding as she ran through the halls, desperately hoping he hadn't been seriously hurt by the androids.
It had taken the man just over half an hour to get to the control room, but it took the alien only a few minutes to get him back home, mostly because she didn't care about making noise, she just wanted to get him to a safe place.
She soon made it to his room, and as she stood at the door she realized she couldn't put the code in if she was holding him. She didn't want to set him down either.
She awkwardly tried to press the buttons with her fingers while still trying to hold him, but she stopped when she almost dropped him. She stood back, thinking for a second, and then she felt her tail swishing behind her.
She raised it up in front of her, looking at the pointed tip, seeing it was covered in white blood. She lifted it up to the keypad, finding that the blade was thin enough to not press multiple buttons. She carefully put the code in, and then she stepped inside as the door opened.
She looked around, taking in the room, looking at the numerous bunches of clutter there were, mostly boxes and random pieces of machinery and equipment. A hint of jealousy came over her as she looked at it, wishing she had half as much stuff as he did.
Most rooms on the station were built the same, so she walked to where she thought the bedroom would be, and sure enough, there it was. She walked to it, climbing into hit, carefully setting the man down next to her.
The bed was placed in a corner of the room, and she had placed him against the corner, not wanting him to fall off the edge. She was lying in front of him, and as she stared at him she saw the horrible state he was in.
His face was covered in blood, his nose looked like it might be broken. His eye was black, and his lips looked to be split too. She pulled her lips back, her alien version of a grimace, and she slowly got out of the bed.
She made her way to where she'd seen a fridge, and much to her relief when she opened the attached freezer she saw numerous icepacks in it. She pulled some out and made her way back to the man.
She tended to him for awhile, trying to clean off his face, putting a soft icepack on his eye, loosely tying it around him to make sure it stayed in place. She'd unbuttoned his shirt too, taking in the state of his chest.
She noted how he looked fit, and she lightly drew a hand across his chest, but pulled away when she remembered how beaten he'd been. He was asleep right now, but she could only imagine the pain he'd be in when he woke up. She placed some more icepacks on his chest, making sure to cover all the spots that looked bruised or had marks on them.
She got back up, heading to the bathroom. As she walked in she took stock of it. It was decently clean, and when she looked at the tub she could see a tiny bit of water around the drain. Wait...
She walked over to it, hesitantly reaching to the handle just above the spout. She hung there for a second, and then she turned the handle. A happy growl came from her as she watched water spill out of it, and she turned the handle until hot water was pouring out, starting to pool in the tub.
She was in an awful state, completely covered in android blood, and she wanted to get all of it off, not wanting to completely ruin the man's room. This wasn't what she'd come in here for though. There was a medical cabinet in here, and as she opened it she spotted several pain pills in there.
She grabbed them, also making a cup of water, and she walked back to where the engineer was. He was still unconscious. She briefly considered trying to feed him some pills, but quickly shot down that idea. He would most likely choke if she tried to do that.
So she set them on a table sitting next to the bed. She leaned down to him, reaching a hand out to him, but hesitated when she saw it was covered in android blood. She pulled back, deciding to wash off before she would hold him.
She walked back towards the bathroom, finding that the water had filled in enough. She turned the water off, then stuck a finger in the water. It felt like it was a comfortable temperature. God, it had been ages since she'd been able to take a bath.
She hadn't had as much luck with repairing systems as he'd clearly had. She'd been able to keep the air filters and pumps going, but everything else was hopelessly destroyed, looted by scavengers who didn't stop to think about just what they were destroying.
She raised a leg over the rim of the tub, stepping in to it, then she stood there awkwardly. She was so big now she would barely fit into the tub. She made an irritated sigh, and then she slunk down, reclining into the tub.
She was so tall that only her lower half and stomach were in the water, the rest of her was resting above it, even with the water almost reaching up to the rim.
In the other room, the man was starting to stir, blissful unconsciousness turning to a dull pain, and then turning sharper, the man wanting to double over. He groaned, reaching his hand up to his chest, feeling something cold on it.
He opened his eye, noticing he could not open the other one. His other eye was hurting, the area surrounding it also very sore and painful. He could see something covering it, and when he reached up he felt a cold pack taped to his head.
He reclined back in the bed, not wanting to move, just trying to think on what had happened. He'd almost been beat to death by the androids. An alien had come by though, completely massacring the androids, even pulling some of the androids off of him.
An android had knocked him unconscious so he did not know what happened after that. Had it thought he was dead and ran off? Perhaps Emma found him surrounded by dead androids and she brought him back here. It would explain why he was lying in his bed with cold packs on him.
He owed her a big one if she had done that.
He turned his head, looking at the small table next to the bed, the light of a lamp sitting on it uncomfortable. He reached to turn it off, but then he noticed a cup sitting on the table, a bottle of pills next to it.
A wave of relief washed through him and he quickly grabbed the bottle, taking a pill out of it. He recognized this bottle, it was one he'd looted from a medical office. These particular pills were some of the strongest pain pills a person could get, and very expensive to buy.
He took the cup off the table, seeing it was filled with water, and he quickly downed the pill, hoping it would kick in fast.
He leaned back into the bed. "Em-" His call turned into a coughing fit, his throat still very painful from almost getting crushed by an android's fingers.
His coughing just made him hurt more, and he tried to hold them in, balling his fists as he tried to ride out the pain. Gradually it went away, and he tried speaking again. "Em... Emma?" He could barely utter it out, the man hearing nothing more than a whisper.
He probably shouldn't be walking right now, but if Emma was the one that had saved him then he wanted to say thanks. He very slowly turned onto his side, his muscles clenching as he tried to bear the pain of it. He eventually moved to a sitting position, deciding to stay there for a minute before he moved again.
He took in a few quick breaths, and then he moved to stand up. He had to place his hand on the table to steady himself, his legs almost giving out from the pain. He wanted to double over so bad, but he figured the pain would just get worse if he did that.
He slowly straightened his back, trying to straighten his posture out, and then he took a slow step forward. He nearly buckled. He groaned, resorting to just shuffling his feet across the floor, trying to move his body as little as possible.
He whispered again. "Emma? Are you here?"
He looked in the living room, seeing no one was there. He turned to where the bathroom was, and gasped, seeing the end of a bladed, black tail trailing into it. His pain started to go away, adrenaline kicking in and putting the soreness and bruises to the back of his mind.
He quietly shuffled over to a table where another revolver was lying, and he picked it up, pulling the hammer back. He breathed heavily, looking back to the bathroom, seeing the tail had not moved at all.
He slowly shuffled over to the entrance, glancing nervously down at the tail next to him. He kept his revolver at the ready, and he slowly peeked around the corner, leaving just his head visible. His eyes widened as he looked in there.
In the bathtub was one of the alien creatures. Its tail was hanging off the rim of it, and he could see its digitigrade legs resting over the edge too. That seemed to allow it to mostly submerge itself, and he could only see its head above the water, the rest of its body submerged. Its right arm was hanging out of the tub too, the man taking a glance at the sharp tips on the ends of its fingers.
He could see the dorsal spines awkwardly bent behind it, all four of them splayed out. Its head was turned away from him, facing the wall, and as he looked at it he could see it slowly breathing, as if it was sleeping.
The water wasn't completely clear either. He could see that it almost looked a cloudy white in color, and he could still see what he recognized as android blood. He looked down at himself, still seeing it caked to his shirt, probably on his face too.
As he looked closer he spotted something else. A small bit of red blood was on its hand, smeared across its entire palm. He looked around the bathroom, and as he looked at a garbage can in the corner he could see numerous bandages that were covered in blood. He slowly reached up to his face, gently setting his hand on his nose, and when he pulled it back he found there was no blood there anymore.
It had been cleaned off by someone... Or something. He stared at the alien in shock, the adrenaline starting to fade away now, being replaced more by confusion every second he took in what he was seeing.
This was the alien that had butchered the androids attacking him, there was no doubt about that. He'd been strangled unconscious by an android, and he was a ways away from his room when that happened, but now he was here, and so was the alien.
He was covered in ice packs too, and the blood seemed to have been cleaned off of him also, and the alien's hand was covered in blood too.
And now it was sitting in his bathtub. He had drained the water out when he'd finished cleaning the filters, and it for sure didn't have any leaks, at least not enough to fill an entire tub in a few hours. The alien must have turned it on.
He thought back to what he'd seen earlier, how the alien had been looking through rooms, how it had used the keypad to open them. Each door has its own unique passcode, set by the home owner, the only people that can get into a room are the homeowner, engineers, or security.
Emma was the only one who knew he'd be there, and she had been adamant about wanting to go with him there. He'd told her where his room was too, and it seemed this alien had dragged him right to it.
He turned away, putting his back against the wall, trying to calm his heart down. None of that could be real, could it?
He heard a soft hiss come from the bathroom, and he froze. He stood there with wide eyes, completely still as he heard water slosh around. Even though he knew it was a bad idea he still turned his head, peering into the bathroom.
The alien was extending its arms out, its chest arching out of the water as it stretched, the man moving his foot as he saw its tail extend completely out also. It let out a long, drawn out hiss as it stretched, and then it relaxed, letting its arms fall back down, and it then sat there for a few moments.
It lowered its elongated head, lifting its right hand up to it, seeming to examine it. The alien brought its left hand over to it, rubbing the fingers, the alien's lips pulling back a bit as it tried to rub off some of the blood.
An irritated hiss came from it and he pulled his head back as its tail started pulling closer to it, the engineer watching the blade slide just a few inches away from his foot. He stood there for a few moments before he looked back in, seeing the alien using its tail to grab something sitting in a recess in the shower wall.
It knocked something down into the water, and when he got a look at it he could see it was a sponge. The alien looked at it for a few moments before it dunked it in the water, bringing both of its hands into the water, where he watched it start scrubbing its hands off.
After a bit it seemed satisfied, and he watched as it brought the sponge up to its head next. It rubbed the sponge across its domed head, the man watching it slide along with no friction at all.
He pulled away from the door again, hardly able to process what was happening. This alien was doing things and using objects that only a human would possibly understand or know how to use, and the way it was using them was so humanlike too.
He recognized the borderline panicked way it had tried to get the blood off of its hand, because he had done the same thing before too. And the way it had used the sponge was exactly the way he would have used it to scrub himself off too.
He heard a heavy splash from something falling in the water, and he looked in again. The alien was reaching to something that had fallen, and as it picked it up he could see it was a container of body wash.
It deftly opened the lid, squirting a bit of it out onto its hand. It stared at it for a second, silently considering, its hand slowly moving closer to its head, and then it seemed to shrug, setting the hand onto its head, sliding it across the entire thing.
As it got about halfway up its head it froze, then its head raised up, looking forward. His eyes widened and he pulled himself back. He stood there, not even breathing, waiting for any noise or movement at all.
He had his revolver lifted up, holding it close to his body, while his left hand was pressed against his side. Something warm, hard, and wet glided across his wrist, and he looked down just in time to see the alien's segmented tail coil around his wrist.
He gasped, trying to pull his hand away, but it tugged him forward instead. He was dragged into the doorway, the sudden movement making him stumble. He dropped the revolver, raising his other hand up, trying to steady himself, but he lost his footing.
The alien uttered a surprised screech, and then a second later he let out a yell of pain. He slammed into the ground with his chest, the man thankfully able to raise his arm up enough to protect his face from hitting the floor.
The alien's tail uncoiled from his wrist, allowing him to roll over in agony, clutching his chest.
He heard water sloshing around violently next to him, and a second later he heard a bunch of water spilling out onto the floor. Strong hands gripped his shoulders, lifting him up a bit. He had closed his eyes from the pain, but as he opened them he saw the face of the alien just a few inches from him.
It was on top of him, soap still covering its head, its entire body shining as it stood over him, water falling down onto him.
It did not give him time to react or do anything at all. It lifted him up by his shoulders, heaving him off the ground as if he weighed nothing, and then it carted him out of the bathroom. He looked around in panic, wondering if he was about to be dragged off, but it was instead taking him to his bed.
It walked him over to it, setting him down at the foot of the bed, forcing him to recline back. It stared at him for a second, the alien hovering over him, the man still staring up at it with wide eyes.
It drooped its head a bit, staring at his chest, perhaps trying to avoid his eyes, and then it pulled away from him, starting to walk away.
"Em... Emma...?" It froze when he said that, the alien stopping in its tracks. He propped himself up, looking at the creature's back.
"Emma... Is that you?" It stood there for several more seconds, before it slowly turned, and it hesitantly nodded its head.
She stood there for a few seconds, and then he noticed she seemed to start shaking. A pitiful hiss came from her, and then she staggered over to him, falling on to him. A shrill shriek came from her and she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her head against him as she shook.
She held him tightly, her hisses and shrieks making his ears hurt as the high pitched noises threatened to rob him of his hearing. He didn't protest though, realizing after a few moments of confusion that this seemed to be her version of crying.
He slipped his arms around her back, feeling them rub up against the dorsal spines, and he rubbed one hand against the side of her head, trying to comfort her. He couldn't even imagine to know how it felt, to be turned into the creature she was now.
He wanted to know what had happened, what had caused this, but he knew that could wait until later.
Her body was still dripping wet, and he could feel the water slowly soaking into his clothing. She was pressing most of her weight against him too, the man finding that she weighed much more than she looked.
As he rubbed his hands against her body he quickly realized why. Her skin was not normal skin. It wasn't overly hard, but it wasn't very soft either. It was much stronger and thicker than it looked, likely the reason why the creatures could tolerate gun fire so well.
He guessed she probably weighed 300 pounds now, and she was slowly pushing him back onto the bed, putting more of her weight on him.
Her hissing and shrieks were dying down now, Emma seeming to calm down. Eventually she just sat there, still holding on to him, digging her head into him. He felt her tail coil around his legs, binding them together. She then shifted a bit, the man feeling her grip on him tighten, and then she lifted him up, scooting both of them further up the bed.
She pulled her head back, then released her hands from him. He turned his head to look at her, seeing her face was just an inch from his own. She made another quiet, desperate hiss, and then she buried her face in between his arm and his body.
She sat there, hoping he would let her stay close, and much to her relief he brought his hands up, stroking her head. She made a low croon and then she lifted an arm up, draping it over his chest. She pulled him close to her, releasing his legs.
To her surprise he turned his body, facing towards her. With their different statures he was tucked in just under her head, and she had to rely on touch to know what he was doing. She felt his arm wrap around her back, the man lightly rubbing at one of the dorsal spikes.
She made a quiet hiss, lifting herself up and pulling the bed covers over the both of them. They were a bit wet from the water on her, but neither of them seemed to care about it. She needed someone to hold now, and the man didn't seem to mind that he was sharing his bed with her.
She wasn't expecting to go to sleep, it was still early in the day, but the man before her needed to rest, and she felt his breathing go quiet as he drifted off. The fact that he was even able to go to sleep put her at ease.
The pills had either kicked in, or he wasn't so racked with pain that he couldn't even sleep.
Her hand was resting on his chest, and she relished his body heat. Her sense of touch hadn't changed at all, she could still feel all the same things she could when she was human, although some things had changed.
Her body heat had changed, noticeably. She was colder now, although it didn't seem to bother any part of her.
She ran her claws across his chest, feeling the muscles there. She was careful to make sure her claws didn't leave any marks on him, she knew it would not take very much to slice the skin, especially with how sharp her talons were.
She pushed herself a tiny bit closer to him, draping one of her legs over his own, watching as he took in a light breath, but otherwise remained motionless. She moved her hand over to his own, immediately noticing how her digits were way longer than his were, not to mention the extra finger that she had.
He was still wearing his shirt so she couldn't feel the bare skin on his arms, so she resigned herself to just lightly running her hand along it, testing the muscles as she went. She had wanted to do this for a long while, and while she didn't like the circumstances that allowed her this opportunity, she was still going to take advantage of it.
He was remarkably strong, though that was to be expected. This job usually had you moving around with a fair bit of equipment, and hauling heavy supplies around a lot, not to mention the bulky suits they would have to put on to go outside.
She had been strong before too, but now that she was an alien it was amplified ten fold. It had been very clear to her when she'd lifted the man up just earlier. He'd felt like he weighed hardly anything to her. Her entire body seemed to be almost entirely muscle.
She set her hand over his, lightly squeezing down on the digits. She didn't stay there long though. She started moving her hand up his arm, eventually coming to his bicep. Her fingers were long enough to encompass the entire thing, and as she did she squeezed down on it, letting out a little sigh as she felt the strong muscles underneath.
She then moved her hand up to his head, and she ran her fingers through his hair. That was the thing she probably missed the most, not having any hair anymore. She'd taken great care to make sure it looked good, having a few hundred dollars worth of hair products in her bathroom, and it was all useless now.
She wanted to do more explorations, but now was not a good time for it, so she moved her hand back to his shoulder, letting it rest there. She then sat there, spacing out and half sleeping, listening to his heartbeats and soft breathing.
She'd never been so relaxed in her life, sitting still and feeling him pressed up against her. The next few hours flew by like they were nothing, and gradually she felt him start to stir.
It was the first time he hadn't had a nightmare in weeks. He yawned, blearily opening his eyes, seeing the chest of the alien right in front of him. Her arm was draped across him, and he also felt her tail coiled around the both of them, locking them together.
A hiss came from her, and she pulled away from him a bit, pushing herself back to look at him.
He sighed, closing his eyes again. "Ugh, haven't slept like that in weeks. Been nightmares every single day, this is the first time I haven't had one."
She made a low croon, and then she moved her hand to his shoulder. He glanced at it, then back at her, watching as she moved closer to him. She pushed into his shoulder, forcing him onto his back, and then she pushed herself on top of him.
Her lower half was resting on his legs, Emma placing her other hand on his shoulder, using them to prop herself up so she wasn't resting on his still sore and painful chest. She stared for a second, and then she brought her head closer, rubbing her domed head, on the side of his face.
Then she pulled away, and he watched as she propped herself up on top of him. She was now sitting on top of him, and she looked down at him for a second, glancing up and down at his entire body.
She liked the view, but she wanted to actually talk to him, so she moved away, swinging her leg onto the cold floor, pulling herself off of him.
She'd noticed his breathing quicken a bit, and his heart start beating faster when she was on top of him, and it had made her feel so warm inside.
"Where... Where are you going?" He leaned up out of the bed, grimacing as he looked down at his chest, and he refused to move further.
She turned back to him, gesturing behind her, then miming typing into a tablet. He nodded, a light smile on his face, and then he reclined back into the bed. "Will be nice to actually talk. Been wondering how you turned into... Well... One of those things."
She made her way into the living room, spotting his tablet sitting on a table next to the couch, and she quickly picked it up, moving back to the man. She climbed back into it, throwing the covers back over them and then sitting close to him, pushing herself up against the wall, the man joining her, also sitting up.
When she got back she'd noticed that he'd taken the icepacks off, including the one on his face. She immediately looked at his chest, seeing several nasty bruises there, along with the one on his eye, but it seemed to be healing.
She started typing into the tablet, and she made sure to angle it towards the man so he could read it.
'Was nice finally being able to be next to you. And ya, I've been having the nightmares too.'
"What the hell happened to you? How did you get changed into this?"
He noticed her hesitate for several seconds before she finally started typing. 'Went looking at the fuel pumps, got attacked by the aliens.' She hesitated a bit more, and then a soft hiss came from her.
She started to shake again, thinking back on all of it, and then she felt the man set his hand down on her leg. "Guess I shouldn't have asked, seems like its bad memories."
She made a low sigh, lifting her arm up and draping it across his shoulders, pulling him against her and resting her head on him.
She was still shaking a little bit, but his assurances and proximity helped a lot.
'It was horrible. The residents, they're all down there, dead. They've been using us to make more of them.'
She drooped her head down, making some more low, stuttering hisses.
'My own is down there too. I don't know what happened, but I got turned into one of them.'
"Has this... Has this happened to every person? Are all the aliens like you?"
She hurriedly shook her head.
'I don't think I was supposed to happen, one of the aliens attacked me as soon as it spotted me.'
"Damn, I'm sorry this all happened to you... Although... If it hadn't, I'd be fucking dead in that control room."
She made another stuttering hiss, although this time the man got the idea that it was her version of a laugh. That was confirmed when she gave him a light slap with her tail.
'Should've waited for me. I was planning to explain what happened earlier, but I saw your message saying you were already leaving and I panicked. Sorry if I scared you trying to find you.'
He chuckled. "Ya, I was hiding when I heard you jump down from the vents. You actually walked right by me, had a heart attack when I saw you start opening the doors."
'I'm glad I found you when I did, any later and I think you would have died. Never seen the androids do that before.'
"I haven't either, I wasn't expecting it either. Managed to shoot the first one and get it down, but they just kept coming. Thanks for saving me back there."
'Don't know what I would have done if you had died. You're the only one who's friendly, and the only one left here I know.'
Her hand started moving, the man watching as it softly rubbed over some of the bruises on his chest, the sharp claws sending tingles up his body as they traced across him.
"You uh, you said you were glad to be next to me earlier, how long have you been wanting that?"
Her hand moved over to his bicep, the man glancing at it as it wrapped around his arm.
'Awhile. If this alien outbreak hadn't happened I would've asked you out awhile ago.'
She felt his heartbeat start to quicken, and she turned her head to look at him.
"Damn, never knew any of that... Well... If you're still up for it..."
It felt like a lightning bolt tore through her body when she heard that. She fumbled with the tablet for a few seconds before she managed to start typing on it.
'Really? Even with what I am now?' She tried to steady the slight shaking in her hand, but was unable to, the man looking at it as he spoke.
"Oh I don't care about that. We've known each other for awhile. I would've said yes months ago when we barely knew each other, but we've been talking almost every day since this chaos started, and you've got a good personality."
He then looked away from her before speaking again. "Plus... I wouldn't mind having an exotic, 7 foot tall alien for a girlfriend..."
A low, guttural hiss came from her, and he turned to see her typing on the tablet, although now she'd angled it away from him.
After a few seconds she finished typing, and then she handed the tablet to him.
'In that case, I'm tired of waiting. I've been thinking about you almost every day for months.'
He coughed, turning to see that her face was now just a few inches from his own.
Wait... Right now?"
She nodded, and then she pushed herself yet a bit closer to him, her face almost touching his own now. He thought on it for a moment, and then he closed his eyes, meeting her the rest of the way. A low croon came from her, and she moved her hands to his head, holding him against her.
He pursed his lips against her own, but he quickly realized it seemed to be very one sided. She didn't seem to have much control over her lips. He opened his eyes as he felt her lips pull open. He tried to pull away, but she was still holding him against her. She opened her jaws, and then he felt something prod against his mouth.
He guessed it was her tongue, however alien it felt, and he opened his own mouth, meeting her with his own tongue. Her tongue shot forward, and he quickly realized that calling it a tongue wasn't quite the right description.
He could feel tiny, sharp teeth lightly grasping his tongue, and he could feel a suction on his tongue. He tapped her head, wanting to pull back and see what was jammed in his mouth, and she slowly pulled back, revealing her inner tongue to him.
"Jesus Christ, that's... Unique..."
She made another laughing hiss, and she reached for the tablet.
'It was very hard to get used to. I can't eat big things with it, I have to cut them up. It's very good at sucking up liquids though. It'll have some more uses very soon though.'
As he read that he jumped, feeling her hand rapidly snaking down his chest and stomach, before arriving at his hips. He was still wearing his pants, but they were loose enough that she was able to get her hand inside, and he soon felt her cool fingers grasping his length.
He gasped, bucking up in her grasp, and she used the quick opportunity to initiate her kiss that had been interrupted. She turned her head, her jaws encompassing part of his face as her tongue delved back into his mouth, the man feeling it start sucking on his tongue again.
She started moving around, using her one free hand to move the both of them, keeping her face against his own all the while. Her tail coiled around his legs, and he felt himself get dragged back a bit, no longer leaning against the wall.
She quickly threw herself on top of him, straddling him.
His dick was rock hard in her grasp, and also from the implications of what she planned to do. She kept up the kiss for a few more seconds, but eventually pulled back, taking a breath. She sat above him, her chest rapidly expanding as she stared down at him, and then she slowly started shuffling back, taking the blanket with her as she went.
She made sure to keep a hold of his length all the while, and soon he watched her as she stared at his length. Her head was positioned just above it, and he tensed his legs as she looked up at him, extending her inner tongue out.
He'd gotten a little taste of the suction it possessed, and he felt his member ache as it pulsed, the thought of feeling that over him making him lightheaded. She pulled her tongue back in, and then she turned her head, now looking down at his length.
She extended her tongue out, but then hesitated, and quickly pulled it back. She let go of his length, letting it fall back, and she reached to the tablet.
She quickly typed into it, and then she handed it to him, moving to plant both her hands on his hips.
'You hold it, don't want you bucking into my teeth.'
His face flushed red as he set the tablet to the side, and then he reached to his member, pushing it up in front of her. She let out a drawn out hiss, and then he watched as her tongue extended out.
He breathed heavily as he watched it settled on the tip of his member, the man's eyes fluttering as he felt her mouth contracting against him. She put more force into it, and he watched as the tip disappeared into her maw, her tongue expanding a little as it entered.
He sucked in a gasp of air. He let go of his length, instead grabbing onto her arm, groaning as he tried to buck. It was a good thing she had decided to pin him down, there was no way he would have been able to hold himself back, not with the euphoria he was being subjected to.
Her mouth felt more like a throat constricting around him, sucking and drawing on him. She used that suction to force him deeper, bringing her face closer to him as her tongue sunk deeper on him. As she took him deeper she also started taking her tongue back into her mouth, and her face was soon pressed up against his hips, her tongue taking him in all the way.
She never let up during the descent, forcing him to gasp and moan as she sunk down on him. He breathed heavily, setting both of his hands on her head, trying to hold her there.
"Jesus... Jesus fucking Christ, give me a minute, you nearly made me come right then and there."
Fortunately she calmed down, the man grateful that she was also able to stop the contractions of her throat. After a few second his panting turned to just heavy breaths, and she decided to continue.
"Nnngh, god."
He discovered that she didn't even need to move her head, she was simply sliding her tongue up and down his shaft, he couldn't stop her even if he wanted to. He gripped her head tighter, constantly trying to buck up, even though it would do nothing.
He had noticed how she seemed to produce an insane amount of saliva. He'd tasted it too, a slightly metallic taste, not unpleasant, but not something that would leave him wanting more. Her saliva was also viscious, and she was able to glide up and down his shaft with no resistance at all, except for the muscles of her tongue and throat that were almost milking him.
The further inside he was the stronger her muscles were too, Emma also seeming to realize this and keeping him buried to the hilt every few seconds before she would pull her tongue back again, sucking at the tip before yet again sending him deep inside her.
He couldn't have possibly imagined it would feel this good, he was reduced to lying there, shivering and trembling, holding on to her head for dear life, feeling his orgasm draw ever closer with each thrust she did.
She started humming, her entire throat pulsating around him, and he sucked in a breath, groaning as his toes started to flex, Emma seeming intent on trying to make him orgasm as fast as she could.
"God, I'm gonna..." He never got to finish the sentence.
She let out a strangled hiss, the sound coming out weird, his dick jammed inside her throat. She had a slow pace going, leaving him completely engulfed for a few seconds and then pulling back, giving him a tiny bit of relief, but as soon as she heard him speak she immediately started going faster.
The slow, sensual movements were gone, now she was rapidly moving her tongue, the man's mind going blank as her tongue moved at an insane pace, the soft lining of her throat gliding over his length.
She could feel his body tense a second before he announced it, and she slammed her tongue down on him one last time, starting to swallow as she felt him start emptying himself into her. He squirmed underneath her, letting out noises that made her a bit jealous and proud.
She twisted her tongue around him as he came, revelling in watching him squirm underneath her, but soon he stopped emptying himself into her stomach, and he was left completely spent. His hands fell off of her head, and she started pulling herself off of his length, watching his body spasm as she decided to terrorize him a bit, sucking on his tip for a bit longer before finally letting him go.
He let out a staggered breath, looking up at her with half lidded eyes as she moved closer to him.
"Damn... That was insane... You should... Try going a bit slower next time, I'd like to enjoy that for a bit longer."
She nuzzled her head against him in response, letting out a satisfied hiss. She was far from satisfied though. She was rubbing her thighs together constantly, and the man took notice, turning his eyes towards her hips.
He leaned up, setting his hand on her side, slowly sliding it across her muscled body. She stopped him though, setting a hand on his own, then reaching to the tablet.
'Go slow here, I changed a lot, I think it's still mostly what you'd expect to see from a human woman, but I'm not familiar with that part of my body yet, I don't know how I'll react.'
He nodded at her, drawing his hands across her body again, slowly making his way lower. "Well, we'll figure that out as we go."
She shivered as he moved his hands along, moving past her hips and settling on her thighs. Her body was mostly thin, far thinner than what looked healthy, but down at her lower half she was much more filled out.
Her thighs were insanely strong, but he could feel a bit of softness to them, and they were very thick around, though most of it was muscle.
He looked between her legs, seeing what he'd expect to see from a human woman. There was a pair of lips, and between them he could see a quivering entrance, and further down he could see her anus.
She was rubbing her fingers along her entrance, the man watching as she poised a finger just before it, Emma letting out a apprehensive hiss before she slowly pushed the digit in. He watched her shiver as it sunk in, though she did not push in more than the first knuckle.
She withdrew, and he watched as a thin strand of her body's natural lubricant stuck to her.
She looked at her hand, flexing the fingers, and she grabbed the tablet again.
'Clawed fingers, don't want to gore myself.'
He chuckled, moving his hand to her hips. "It's a good thing I don't have to worry about things like that, allows me to do stuff like this..."
He shifted himself, now resting on her legs, giving himself a good view of her entrance. Her lips quivered as he dragged his finger across them, spreading them open. Her entrance was a bright green in color, and he could already see a bit of her excitement leaking from it.
She propped herself up on her arms, staring intently at his arm, her mouth open a tiny bit, letting him see her inner mouth which was constantly opening and closing.
She extended her tongue out as he rubbed a finger against her entrance for a few seconds, listening to her utter out quiet hisses. She made a loud growl, this time directed at him, and he decided to proceed forward.
He prodded against her entrance, and he felt it give as he put a bit more force in. His finger slipped inside, her entrance gripping his finger insanely tightly, and her passage also clenched down on him as he pushed his finger in deeper, sinking in up to the knuckle.
She groaned, her body shivering, and he watched as she started breathing more heavily, her chest rapidly rising and falling. He admired her body as he started twisting his finger around, curling it towards him, trying to find anything that was sensitive.
He found himself staring at her stomach as his finger roamed around inside her, and he found himself bringing his other hand up to her stomach, feeling the muscles tensing on her as she squirmed underneath him, light hisses coming from her.
He added a 2nd finger in, pushing both in as far as he could, and then he curled them upward, trying to find what he hoped would be there. Sure enough, her body spasmed as he dug his fingers against the roof of her passage.
She let out a screech, her legs trembling beside him, her fingers clenching together as she extended her tongue out, her head tilting to the side, lying on the pillow.
He started focusing on that, rubbing his fingers around the overly sensitive portion of her passage, the man looking up to see her starting to drool on his pillow. If he didn't know any better, he'd think she was hyperventilating with how fast she was breathing. It appeared she was insanely sensitive.
She hadn't been sure what to expect when she'd discovered her new anatomy, but now she didn't mind it. It did feel a bit different, but it still felt as good as it had been when she was human, and that was good enough for her.
Her hips kept thrusting up toward him, trying to get him closer to her, trying to draw him in deeper. Her passage was slick, and surprisingly warm, contrasting with her cold body. His dick had grown hard again, but he wanted to get her off first, and so he kept pushing his fingers inside her, the man constantly glancing down at his fingers, seeing a sheen on them from her body's lubricant, a bit of it leaking out, trailing down her body.
He decided to do something different now, pulling his fingers all the way out of her, Emma looking at him, the man hearing her breath in as he moved between her legs, her legs spreading to make room for him.
He now sat directly in front of her entrance, her lips quivering in front of him, his face mere inches from it. She brought a hand to him, delving it into his hair, and he slowly moved closer, his lips soon touching her entrance.
She let out a hiss as the man extended his tongue, dragging it across her, and he felt her jolt when he dragged his tongue across the top of her lips. Her hand pulled his face closer, desperately trying to get him to focus on what must be her clit.
He was glad to oblige, and he spread her lips open with his tongue, pushing his face in close to her, sealing his lips around it. She let out a screech as he started sucking on it, the man feeling her claws rub along his scalp.
As he was massaging her clit with his tongue he weaseled his hand in between his body and her legs, managing to get his hand underneath his chin. He pushed his fingers against her entrance, finding that it was even slicker now, and he pushed two fingers in with no difficulty at all.
He wasted no time in plunging them in all the way, once again turning them to the roof of her tunnel, starting to rub against the sensitive spot there.
Her hands moved to his shoulders, Emma letting out a screech as her loins sealed around his fingers, her inhuman body no more immune to his attentions than a regular woman would have been.
Her legs wrapped around his body, the man feeling her strong muscles clench around his chest as he kept sucking on her clit, taking a guilty pleasure in seeing how much she was being turned into a quivering, hissing mess.
Her hisses were growing stronger now, Emma starting to thrash her head around. Her tail had been swishing around behind him, but she coiled it around one of his legs now, her grip surprisingly strong.
Her fingers started to dig into his shoulders as she started to utter out screeches now, but he did not care, in fact, it let him know that she was close, and he started going down on her even harder. He could feel her passage clenching down tighter on him, and her legs were squeezing down tighter on him, the man starting to worry that she would crush him in her throes of pleasure.
She set both of her hands on his head, holding him against her, her passage starting to clench down violently on his fingers, her orgasm tearing through her. Her walls rippled across his fingers, the man feeling her juices get pushed past his digits, soaking his hand and her legs as they were forced out of her.
Her toes clenched as she desperately bucked against him, her iron grip on him the only thing keeping him from being thrown off. Her head turned from side to side as he drew out her orgasm, trying to prolong it as long as possible, continuing to rub his fingers up against her reaches, his tongue still rubbing across her clit all the while.
The screech she made was long and drawn out, gradually petering out as her bucking started to die down, her screech growing to a quiet hiss as he felt her insides start to loosen on his fingers, no longer threatening to crush them.
She let out one last drawn out sigh, and then she completely relaxed into the bed, her head lolling to the side as her hands fell away from him, lying at her sides.
He kept up his licking for a few moments longer before pulling away, his fingers quickly following suit, the man feeling her tremble as her body fought to keep him inside her.
She sat there for a little bit, her body occasionally convulsing, the man still watching her opening twitch in front of him, silently hoping she would have the energy to continue. He pushed himself up, now sitting in front of her, his erection hanging in plain view in front of her, just a little ways away from her loins.
She let out a content sigh, propping herself up on her elbows again, finding the strength to look to him. She reached to the tablet, typing into it again.
'Thank you. God, that was amazing, didn't think it would be that good. I should have met up with you months ago. Now, it seems you're more than ready to go again, so, on your back.'
She pushed herself up further, sitting up in the bed, throwing the tablet to the side as she placed her hands on his shoulders, gently pulling him to the side, flipping him off of her.
"What? Can't be on top?"
She crawled on top of him, her legs pressing up against his own as she moved to straddle him, her hips resting on his thighs as she stared down at him, reaching for the tablet again.
'Eventually. You've been moving too much for now, you're gonna feel like hell once those pain pills wear off. Just sit back.'
His dick twitched a bit as he read that, deciding to let her take the reigns, not that he really had much of a choice in the matter. She weighed way more than him, and she was able to move him around as if he was no more than a ragdoll.
She shuffled closer to him, her hips now sitting just before his member, and she softly scooped it up with her hands, lifting it up to her stomach. She stared down at it, letting out a lusty growl as she looked at how far it would reach inside her.
He placed his hands on her legs, rubbing his fingers on her thighs as she sat on him, her excitement starting to leak onto his legs. She leaned toward him, letting go of his length and instead setting her hands on his shoulders, bringing her head to his own.
He brought his arms up to her head, setting them on the sides as she extended her inner mouth out, the man leaning up to join her in another of her kisses. She held him there for a few seconds, her tongue lightly biting down on his own as she pressed her maw up against his face, her drool dripping down on him.
As she was doing that she lifted her lower half up a bit, shuffling just a bit closer. The man could feel her moving closer and he pulled one of his hands away from her face, moving it towards his length.
He felt a bit of her fluids fall down on it as she sat poised above him, and he lifted his member up, feeling it brush against her groin as he did so. He maneuvered it around blindly, soon feeling it slip into her slit that hid her entrance.
He resisted the urge to buck as he felt her lips conform around him, and he pulled his hand away, sucking in a breath as he felt her push down on him. There was a bit of resistance, but he felt his dick shift a bit, and then it poked into her entrance.
She let out a hiss as she pushed down on him, his tip embedding into her, her insides squishing around his sensitive tip, making him moan as she hovered there for a few seconds, letting her entrance squeeze down on him for a bit before she lowered herself down more.
She pulled her face away from his own, letting out a hiss of pleasure, but it turned into a surprised screech when he decided to thrust, pressing his hips against her as he bottomed out inside her. She let her lower half go limp, her weight forcing him back to the mattress, where she sat there for a bit, not moving at all, trying to get used to the sudden intrusion.
She sat on top of him, breathing heavily, her tongue hanging limply out of her mouth as she stared at him, her loins convulsing around him. She leaned in close to him, letting out a low growl, her face hovering just a few inches from him as she watched his face, examining his features as she rose off of his length, then quickly driving herself back down.
She let out a satisfied hiss as she watched him close his eyes, letting out a groan as she slammed herself into him, driving his length back inside her loins, which seemed to be a bit hotter now, and gripping down way more too.
There was almost no friction as she moved, her body excreting copious amounts of lubricant, allowing her to drive him deep inside her with no effort at all.
He moved his hands away from her head, shifting them to her thighs again. She stopped him dead in his tracks. She shifted her hands from his shoulders to his wrists, lifting them and pinning them behind his head, giving him another harsh thrust as she did so.
"Ugh. You know, you're being pretty rough despite worrying about my health just a little bit ago..."
She let out a stuttering hiss, raising herself up, sitting on top of him again, reaching to the tablet.
'It's only your upper half that's injured. Your lower half is all mine.'
She let him take a quick look at the tablet, and then she set her hands back on his shoulders, breathing heavily as she started to set a staggered, random pace on him, sometimes going slow, sometimes slamming herself down on to him.
He groaned when a powerful thrust had her slamming into his hips, the man feeling a bit of pain from the force of it.
"Damn, you keep going like this my hips aren't gonna be in much better condition than my chest."
She simply rubbed a thumb against his cheek in response, starting to grind herself against him. She ground herself up and down against him, the man digging his fingers into her thighs as she ground his member against the sides of her loins, trying to grind his length against different spots.
She let out a croon above him, and then she pushed herself back, moving her hands behind her, leaning back and planting her hands on his legs, supporting herself. She was leaning back so much that her hips were connected to him at an angle now, the man realizing his member was now angled inside her just right to dig against the sensitive point on the roof of her insides.
That seemed to be what she had wanted, because she quickly lifted herself up, then pushed herself back down, pausing when his tip rubbed across the bundle of nerves. She shook as his dick ground against her, and then she pushed down further, letting out a screech as his length glided inside.
He could see her tail swishing around as she started to move faster now, the man not even able to thrust up before she planted herself back down on him, each time driving him up against that bundle of sensitive nerves, making her entire passage tremble and clench down on him every time he pressed against it.
She could hear him panting heavily underneath her, but she was too overwhelmed by pleasure to look at him. Her head was pointing straight up, Emma looking at the ceiling as she rode the man beneath her, her insides drawing down on him ever tighter, this position quickly proving to be her favorite one.
He could feel her thighs clenching around him, gripping him tightly, as if afraid she might fall, though he wouldn't be surprised if she did in fact fall back. Her tongue was once again dangling out of her mouth, both of her mouths wide open, some drool trailing down her neck as she moved.
Both of their lower halves were covered in her fluids now, his groin covered in a clear sheen of it, along with the light reflecting off of her pitch black legs from her fluids that had gotten stuck to them.
Her screeches were starting to get louder now, her loins constricting around him, the man's legs starting to shake from the overwhelming pleasure assaulting him. He groaned, reclining back to the pillow, starting to squeeze his toes together as he pursed his lips, squeezing his eyes shut as he felt his orgasm start to draw close.
Her screeches reached an almost painful pitch, and any pace that she had going was thrown away. She started slamming herself down on him as hard and fast as she could, her inhuman speed surprising him as she rode him far faster than any human woman would be able to.
The sudden change of pace destroyed any chance of him being able to hold himself back. He moaned, breathing heavily as he started to empty himself into her, Emma carrying out her brutal thrust for a few more seconds before her loins contracted around him, and then she slammed down on him for the last time.
She let out a desperate screech, doubling over and wrapping her arms around him, her legs rubbing against him as she started coming on his length. Her contractions seemed to be even more powerful deeper inside her, and that was exactly where she kept him buried, her loins practically sucking his soul out of him.
His entire body spasmed, the muscles in his legs tensing up, his chest and stomach flexing as her insides ground down on him, the man letting out staggered breaths as her loins overwhelmed him.
He could feel Emma jolting with every spurt he released into her, her fluids blending with it as her muscles forced it out of her, their bodies getting covered in the mess as they ground against each other.
The sharp pangs of pleasure started to die down for him, but Emma still seemed to be experiencing some aftershocks, occasionlly jolting as she slowly ground against him, her screeches next to his ear finally dying down, reduced to heavy breaths of air as she moved atop him.
He started to spasm as his now insanely sensitive member was still getting ground against her insides, and she mercifully stopped moving when she heard him groan. She now sat there, completely still, lethargic now.
He closed his eyes, trying to bear the random convulsions of her loins, Emma still keeping him buried inside her.
She stayed still for what felt like minutes, her insides finally calming down, no longer constricting around him, and eventually she slowly pushed herself up, trying not to move her hips as little as possible.
She hovered above him, looking down at him, then letting out a stuttering hiss, reaching to the laptop.
'You should see your face. God, that was amazing, I've never felt like that before. I feel so warm, I could stay like this all day.'
"I'd love to... but..." He groaned, her stomach flexing a bit, causing her loins to draw down on him. "God, that's too much, way too sensitive now."
She let out a low grown, and she started pulling herself off of him. Her body clenched down on him as she did so, the man sucking in a breath, closing his eyes as he dug his fingers into her legs, the sensations almost painful now.
She finally succeeded in pulling herself off of him, and she plopped back down onto him, the man letting out a sigh of relief.
He sat there for a few moments, just keeping his eyes closed, but he soon opened them, feeling Emma drag a finger across his hips.
He watched her drag a finger through the mess they'd made, then she brought it up to her face, sticking her tongue out and drawing down on it. She quickly pulled her finger away, shaking her head a bit, sticking her tongue out.
She let out a puff of air, and she pushed herself off of him, standing up off the bed. She looked down at herself, quickly putting a hand between her legs when she saw their combined fluids start to drip down onto the floor.
She let out an embarrassed hiss, quickly making her way to the bathroom, the man groaning as he stood up.
He heard a drain get pulled, the water starting to empty out, and a second later he heard the shower turn on. He looked down at himself, taking in the state he was in, and decided to join her.