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Web's Wonderful Web

Part 8 [1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15]

© Yotna El'toub

yotna_eltoub@hotmail.com
http://www.asstr.org/~Yotna_eltoub/

Chapter 8: Mine host.

June sat motionless, hoping the vision in front of her was an apparition, brought on by the weird screen saver. The long tongue still explored the geography of June's chest, flicking wickedly across the stiffening peaks. She was very aware of the smoothly rough surface of the reptilian tongue; the seductive suction fuelled her perverse desire. Her eyes drifted along the undulating muscle to the wide blue-scaled lips coated with thick saliva.

Her view shifted from the blueness of the creature's wide maw to its face. Attractive yellow eyes smiled from a feminine visage. The face had a feral quality to it, an evocative cross between mammalian and reptilian features. The pale fawn of its face flowed down the neck of the hybrid and onto its flanks. The thorax was more brightly coloured; a delicate mauve shade tinted the deeply rounded breasts.

A circle of satin-like purple scales, surrounding an erect purple spike, topped each dome. The twin globes swayed, as the reptilian animal moved its weight one from clawed foot to the other, and back rhythmically. The lithe legs smoothly ascended to the humped mound of the creature's vulval slit.

The creature moved forward, slipping its tongue back into its mouth. June attempted to move, as the reptiles sex organ pressed against her upturned face. June became uncomfortably aware of the creatures wet, cold, labia sliding across her cheeks.

Something harder pressed against June's closed mouth. She looked down in shock, only to see the tip of a scaly tail expanding as it forced her mouth open. The tail slid steadily down her throat; the white-hot pain came from nowhere. Its intensity snapped her mind, sending her tumbling into the darkness of welcome oblivion.

Lorraine entered the room; and Geraint turned, hissing his dissatisfaction.

"I need males, there is no guarantee this female will survive the transition to Gul'nathan. We need Warriors, not Breeders. Get the vectors active - you included, yesss!"

"At once, Geraint - at once!" Lorraine replied.

"Ger'natha! Ger'natha of the fabled C'phu tribe of Gul'natha, yesss!"

"Ger'natha, at once, my humble apologies" Lorraine's voice trembled.

Her apology was too late, Ger'natha flashed a clawed fist into Lorraine's neck. Lorraine sprawled onto the grey tiled floor, her skin crossed by three deep gashes.

"Respect, yesss - respect is due" snarled Ger'natha at the shocked scientist.

The lizard-animal fled the room, snorting its disgust. Lorraine stood, blood seeping from the wounds on her delicate throat. However, the gashes were already closing, knitting together as Lorraine's enhanced healing process kicked in. Lorraine picked up June one-handed and slung her over left shoulder.

"You better survive girl, or I may not!" growled Lorraine to the bare unlistening walls.

A police car entered the gateway and pulled up with a shudder.

The guard walked forward, routinely he uttered.

"Constable, security clearance?"

The seated policeman said nothing; his eyes flashed purple for a mere instant.

"Fully cleared constable, just drive up there, between the two buildings - past the laboratories and up to main reception - you can't miss it" the guard blinked his automatic reply.

Now this was better news, Lorraine virtually ran to reception to welcome the newest recruit.

'At last, something to keep that bastard off my back while I think' she mused.

Within minutes the PC was housed in his own pod, secured away.

"J.T. prepare for a male conditioning run, repeat male," Lorraine stated into her desk intercom.

"Check, run prepared, run ready Webb's 2.0 for male subject" John's voice confirmed without emotion.

Lorraine's finger had no hesitation in confirming this run; confidently she walked to the door.

The door flew open before she reached it, and a brightly coloured Ger'natha charged in, he bellowed at Lorraine.

"Get out, get out, and find more, more - yesss"

In his excitement Ger'natha didn't wait to hear the startled reply, he simply rushed to the misted pod, and stood eyeing the contents hungrily. The reptilian fell into a hypnotic state, patiently awaiting the first stirrings of its prey.

End of Part 8 [1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15]


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