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Subject: {ASSM} Mating Practices - Part 3 (M+F sci-fi alien impreg)
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Chapter 7

Nadia awoke in the evening as the light of the sun was fading and 
only part of the glowing disc could be seen over the horizon.  She 
was instantly aware of an itching sensation all over the front of her 
body and her thighs.  Apparently she had been scratching in her sleep 
because her body was covered with red streaks like those left by 
fingernails.  Sitting up in the grass, she saw that her belly, pubic 
mound, and thighs were somewhat swollen and had broken out in a bumpy 
rash.  The inside of her mouth likewise itched.

"The mushrooms' spores!"

She got to her feet and thought twice about trying to climb the tree 
again to get a vantage point.  She had seen a larger forest down the 
hillside and figured where there are trees there must be water, so 
off she went.

About ten minutes into the forest she came across a pond of murky 
water.  Murky water being better than no water at all, she waded in 
to knee depth, then judging it to be safe continued on until the 
water rose above her hips.

The water did feel a little strange -- thick and clinging to her skin 
-- but then again she'd just been raped by aliens, crashed on a small 
moon, raped by plants and now her skin was raw and swollen from 
scratching a large rash.  She wouldn't have expected the water to 
feel normal.  It did, however, feel soothing and so she swam out a 
ways until she could just barely feel the bottom and keep her head 
above water.

She rubbed all over her body in the cool, soothing water.  The 
itchiness began to subside and she sighed contentedly.

After several minutes she felt something brush past her leg.  Looking 
down she could see almost nothing.  The light of the sun was almost 
gone and the water was too murky to make out anything distinctly, but 
she thought she saw something.  It wasn't so much a thing as the 
image of movement within the water.  To be on the safe side, Nadia 
began to swim closer to the shore.  It was probably only some fish 
but better to be safe than sorry.

When she was in waist deep, she definitely felt something soft touch 
her right leg.  A few seconds later she felt it again.  Then 
something soft pushed against her ass cheek.  Nadia spun around but 
could see nothing.  She stood, bare breasts to the world, and stared 
straight down into the water.  When she again felt something brush 
against her legs she looked very hard and saw a translucent form like 
a jellyfish below the surface.  Looking around her, she saw a second, 
and then a third.  A fourth and fifth were nearby.  And unlike 
jellyfish, these translucent creatures had only a single flagellating 
tail propelling them through the murky, oddly sticky water.

Upon this discovery, Nadia spun and began to make her way quickly to 
the shore, but in her haste she lost her footing and toppled backward 
into the pond.  As her head went under, she was able to see a little 
more clearly and watched as one of the fist-sized creatures angled 
toward her and propelled itself with amazing speed.  With her whole 
body splayed out and trying to find equilibrium underwater, the 
creature headed right for her spread pussy.  Its soft, jellyfish-like 
body pushed at the opening to her womanhood, its tail spinning 
furiously to push it inside.  She felt the thing thrashing about 
within her vaginal canal as it worked its way up inside.  Two more 
quickly followed the first into her pussy, each seeming to be trying 
to push the other out of its path all the way up into her womb.

Nadia tried to scream and heard the muffled, distorted sound through 
the thick liquid which filled her ears and was now getting into her 
nose and mouth.  Another of the fist-sized sperm creatures managed to 
push its way into her mouth while she was screaming.

Panic set in like never before.  The things in her pussy were bad 
enough, but this one in her mouth was likely to choke her.

After several seconds flailing about, which seemed to attract dozens 
more of the creatures, Nadia managed to get to her feet and waded to 
shore, but not before at least two more of the things managed to 
squirm their way into her pussy.  The sensation of so many squirming, 
soft-bodied creatures pushing their way with flagellating tails up 
through her vagina sent unexpected shivers throughout her body.  She 
collapsed to her knees, her whole body shaking with sexual 
frustration and lack of oxygen, with a spinning white tail protruding 
from her mouth and a half dozen or so from her pussy.  She forced 
herself to her feet and scampered out of the pond.

On the shore at last, Nadia looked down to see the long, translucent 
tails protruding from her pussy whipping about madly.  They whipped 
at her inner thighs and up across her full bush and pubic mound.  Her 
belly was beginning to swell obscenely as the fist sized sperm worked 
their way further into her.  The one hanging out of her mouth was 
smacking her on both cheeks about three times a second.  She felt the 
bulge of its body working its way into her throat and tried again to 
scream.  Grabbing hold of the tail in her mouth, Nadia pulled for all 
she was worth.  The tail came off in her hands and she felt the 
thing's body slide easily down her throat and into her belly like an 
over-sized oyster.  A few seconds later the tails flagellating 
between her thighs fell off on their own.  She became suddenly 
lightheaded and sick to her stomach at the thought of what had just 
happened.  She passed out.

Chapter 8

Captain Billings staggered through the forest as the evening wore on.  
There was no sign of pursuit and she feared the worst for her ship 
and crew, but right now she had to think about herself.

She came eventually to a small pond with an inlet at the far end 
coming down from some nearby hills.  She reasoned she could use the 
pond to two benefits; one to cleanse herself as best she could and 
also as a hiding place should any more sex crazed alien creatures 
wander by.  She could submerge herself almost totally in the water 
and duck her head under if she spotted anything approaching.

Stepping into the frigid water, Veronica steeled herself against the 
desire to stay on shore and remain warm.  She needed this, so she 
waded in until she was waste deep.  Bending down, she splashed water 
in her face and over her defiled body until she felt thoroughly 
clean; about half an hour of continuous scrubbing.  She had now 
adjusted to the cold of the water and felt even cooler when her wet 
body was exposed to the evening breeze.  She submerged momentarily 
and came back up, pulling her soaked hair back into a pony tail.  She 
then made her way to the edge of the pond and lay below the surface 
with just her head out in the open.  As she breathed, her large 
breasts and especially her chilled, tight nipples rose and 
occasionally peaked above the rippling surface of the water.  She 
began to feel almost comfortable and gazed up at the few stars 
beginning to shine through the waning light.  These were not her 
stars but she feared if none of her shipmates had escaped to the 
moon, and with her own escape pod smashed to pieces, she might very 
well be spending the rest of her life here.

In the quiet of the evening she heard a splash in the pond some 
distance to her left.  She could see nothing there.  Moments later 
the distinct sound of a croaking frog reached her ears.  Veronica 
relaxed, realizing the little creature had probably just hopped into 
the pond to catch a bug or swim around looking for a mate.

The thought suddenly occurred to her that thus far every creature 
she'd encountered on this god forsaken moon thought that she was its 
mate.  But how bad could a little frog be?  Nonetheless she kept her 
gaze fixed over the surface of the water, shimmering now in the light 
reflected off the moon's planet coming over the horizon.

The croaking sound came again, this time closer.  Then again.  With 
just her head above the water, Veronica now saw someone else moving 
through the pond with its bulging spheroid eyes above the water.  The 
eyes alone were as large as hers and space wide enough apart to be 
atop a human-sized head.  Whatever this thing was, it was no simple 
frog.

Veronica sprang to her feet, sending water flying in all directions, 
and bounded for the shore.  If the creature had not previously been 
aware of her presence it certainly was now.  The sudden movement 
caused the thing to whip out with its long, gelatinous tongue which 
coiled around her right ankle.  Veronica fell onto the grass of the 
shore, her right leg lifted into the air as the amphibian continued 
to hold onto her.  She looked back and saw with fright that the thing 
was rising from the water.  It was at least as large a man and had a 
strange mixture of human and non-human features.

The creature had a bulbous frog head complete with large glands under 
the chin which expanded and shrank as it croaked.  Its body was 
predominantly humanoid but seemed to be colored a light green, with 
arms which were very human-like with webbed fingers and what appeared 
to be fins on the outside of its elbows.  From the waist down it was 
again very frog-like, complete with long, bandy legs which would 
enable it to leap great distances.

Veronica cried out in despair as the creature approached her and drew 
her right leg up into the air by its tongue.  A moment later it took 
hold of her raised leg with one hand and withdrew its tongue.  She 
tried to kick at the creature to frighten it away but failed to do 
more than interest the thing in exploring the exposed parts of her 
body.  She soon found herself with both ankles grasped in the hands 
of the frog-man and one of its large, webbed feet planted on her 
chest keeping her pinned to the ground.

The situation for the woman grew worse as the seconds passed.  With 
her womanhood spread, she soon found herself being explored by the 
quick, gelatinous tongue of the frog.  It lashed at her inner thighs, 
then flicked over her pubic mound before finding the nub of her 
clitoris.  A moan escaped Veronica's lips.  Intrigued, the amphibian 
flicked its tongue over her clit again and received the same curious 
response.  It quickened the pace by whipping its soft tongue back and 
forth over the woman's pussy lips, being sure to stroke her clit on 
every sweep.  After just a few strokes the woman was gasping and 
crying out for release while shaking her head as if to convince 
herself this wasn't happening.

After several minutes, a squirt of tart pussy juice squirted from 
between her pussy lips.  The frog thought the taste curious and 
attractive.  Veronica's eyes went wide as the thing's tongue pushed 
between her folds and up into her vagina.  It continued to whip the 
tip around inside her, probing the depths of her nether region.  As 
it stimulated her g-sport repeatedly, squirt after squirt of pussy 
juice exploded all around the invading tongue.

Another few minutes passed as Veronica found it impossible to 
concentrate on anything other than the amazing sensations in her 
pussy.  Then the frog stopped.  It took her hazy mind a moment to 
recognize that it was repositioning itself.  Then she found the 
sticky tongue, well coated with her own love juice, probing around 
her mouth.  Her lips parted involuntarily and she was soon swapping 
spit with the vile alien creature and tasting her own pussy in the 
process.

The sudden sensation of the creatures bulbous penis pressing against 
her pussy lips sent Veronica into a sudden flurry of action.  Enough 
was enough and she finally realized that she had to get out of there 
and fast.  She rolled onto her side and raised herself to her hands 
and knees, preparing to jump to her feet and run back into the 
forest.  This new position, however, gave the frog-man even better 
advantage on her.  Its webbed hands wrapped around her slender waist 
and held her still as it lifted itself by its strong legs and forced 
its seven inch cock to the hilt in Veronica's pussy.  She screamed in 
surprise more than anything and dug at the grass with her hands 
trying to pull away, but the creature's hold on her was too strong 
and kept her in place as it pulled half way out and then pushed back 
in.

As a minute passed, Veronica gave in to the inevitable and she soon 
became surprisingly comfortable with the rhythm and the feel of the 
creature's smooth, long prick moving within her.  She was kept 
stationary as the thing fucked her in smooth forward and back 
motions.  Her heavy breasts swayed in the cool night air, frequently 
slapping together as they bounced forward and together, then back and 
apart and together again.  Her constant moaning, groaning and cries 
of "Fuck yes!  Oh fuck yes!" meant that her mouth was almost always 
open with a river of saliva running down her chin and to the ground 
below.  Her pussy was similarly running with juice at a constant 
rate.  If she could just forget that it was a freaky alien frog that 
was fucking her she would have been having the absolute time of her 
life.

A warmth suddenly filled her belly and the frog-man made some very 
strange chirping noises as it plunged deep inside her and held in 
that position.  After what seemed like minutes Veronica looked back 
over her shoulder to see the creature still clutching her tight and 
fully buried in her womanhood.  It remained like that for what seemed 
like ages and the warmth in her belly continued to grow.  She 
suddenly felt extremely full and still the thing was spurting more 
and more cum into her womb.

Veronica looked down between her dangling breasts and was startled to 
see the full swell of her belly.  Fully plugging her pussy with the 
girth of its cock, the creature's non-stop flow of semen was causing 
Veronica's belly to expand.

She looked about seven months pregnant when the creature finally 
released her and slunk back into the pond.  Veronica rolled gently 
onto her side and held her full belly with both hands.  With her 
pussy now unplugged, not to mention extremely well stretched, a 
stream of hot semen began to run out between her thighs with a few 
sudden spurts and then a long trickle.  The swell in her belly 
lessened somewhat but nowhere near normal.

Long moments passed in silence before Veronica heard what sounded 
like voices coming from the forest.  The voices were deep.  Men, or 
something resembling men.  She was too weak to run so she waited to 
be raped again.

Suddenly a bright light shone in her face.  "Over here!" called a 
man's voice.  "I think I found the captain but... something's 
different about her."

Four men came into the clearing on the banks of the stream.  All bore 
the uniform and the insignia of her crew.  They had come to rescue 
her!

END OF PART 3
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