First Time Author

*So I wrote this story. I can’t really say what inspired me to write it. I’ve never been into this kind of thing before but I just had the idea one day and it sat in the back of my head until I wrote it out. I know almost nothing of the erotica genre and even less about this particular sub genre. I welcome constructive criticism but please be gentle. I sincerely hope someone is able to derive some kind of enjoyment from it.*

A small column of smoke rose from the car sized crater as the man approached it. The crash of whatever had created it had woken him from a deep sleep. It was less than a two minute walk from his house, the only house for several miles. It was likely that no one had heard or seen the object as it crashed to Earth.

Slowly his eyes crested the edge of the crater and he peered into it. A large boulder lay split open in the bottom of the crater, smoldering on the outside and seemingly hollow on the inside. The inside of the two halves appeared glossy, as if covered in some kind of film.

“What the hell…,” he started in a low, quiet voice.

After a moment looked around until he found a stick of sufficient length and poked at the glossy interior. As he withdrew the stick he could see the end of it was tipped with some kind of slime or mucus. It was transparent and had a strange smell as it came within arm’s length of his face. Upon the odor reaching his face he dropped the stick.

His mind raced as he walked back to his house, the lights still on from when he had awoken.

Several times he checked himself to make sure he hadn’t gotten any of the slime on him, but he was clean. The smell still persisted though as he continued walking. Perhaps it was an experiment. Or maybe a biological weapon. He checked his clothes and his hands again. Nothing. He felt fine.

“I wonder who I should call about this,” he finally said aloud.

What if it hadn’t fallen from a plane at all though? What if it had come from higher than that? He had seen *The Blob*before, and at the end it had been revealed to be a satellite with an experiment inside of it that had fallen out of orbit. Before that the townspeople had assumed it was an alien.

The man stopped cold on his porch. What if?

“An alien?”

He whispered it, his mind racing with possibilities. He turned around, scanning the giant expanse of field in the moonlight. Nothing moved, and the night was silent. He felt distinctly uncomfortable now, and quickened his pace as he resumed walking into the house. The lamp in his living room was on, casting a shadow across the wall as he walked by into the kitchen.

Aggressively the man rolled up his sleeves past the elbow and began washing hands, lathering up generous amounts of soap as he did. The absolute next thing he planned to do was call the sheriff. Then he was going to lock himself in his bedroom bathroom and wait until he wasn’t the only man for miles in every direction. He turned off the water and took the towel from the counter next to him.

As he dried his hands, however, his heart was stopped by the sounding the living room lamp being knocked to the ground.

The sound of scurrying filled the man’s ears and he drew in a breath of pure terror. His terror was only compounded by the realization that he was looking at the only exit from the kitchen. Both the doors to the outside and his room were on the other side of the living room. Which one would be the safest to go to? He’d have to run for it and decide quick.

Standing at the edge of the kitchen, he took several deep breaths and readied himself to run. Silently he mouthed the words to himself.

“1… 2… 3!”

He swung around the corner and broke out into a sprint, heading for the door. For an instant he resigned himself to running outside the house and just hoofing it the 5 miles to town but that changed quickly. The overturned lamp left very little lit, so he didn’t see the streak of slime on the ground in near the door that he slipped on.

He hit the floor fast but got up just as quickly, slime all over his side and his hands. In his panic he turned and ran the other way and found himself slamming the door to his bedroom shut and locking it. He slid down with his back against the door and waited for the panic breathing to pass. A sturdy hand against his chest to calm himself, he looked around his bedroom.

There was his bed and next to it a nightstand. Upon the night stand sat his phone. Opposite his bed was the darkened entrance to his bathroom.

“Thank God,” he finally said aloud as he walked around the bed to pick up the phone. He would just grab the phone and lock himself in the bathroom and call the sheriff and everything would be fine.

Crossing the entrance to the bathroom a sound pierced his ears, like the cracking of a whip. At that very same moment a long tentacle flew from the darkness with lightning speed and wrapped around his neck. He drew in a gasp halfway before it was lifting him off the ground. Another came out and grabbed one of the hands he used to grasp at the slimy noose as it tightened. Then another for his other hand. Then with just as much speed as the initial attack, all of them at the same time pulled down, slamming him to the ground.

The impact knocked the wind out of him but he was still awake. His eyes widened as a mass of writhing flesh emerged from the bathroom. About six feet long and two foot in diameter, the uneven lump of purple meat slid out of the bathroom. It seemed to move like a millipede, multiple extrusions of flesh reaching out under it and pushing it along.

The tentacles moved once again, raising the man back from the ground but only enough to pin him to the wall. He struggled but the strength of the creature was incredible. What he could only assume was the front of the beast reared up. It was level with his face now and at the end that nearly touched the man’s face a small hole sucked in air intermittently. It was smelling him, but for what?

Slowly but surely the creature scanned the entire man’s head, then his neck and chest. Next it moved on to his arms and then his torso. When it reached his belt the whole thing shivered, then recoiled and hissed. All he could do was continue to fight with futility against its strength as it calmed and resumed sniffing. Then, with sudden and violent motion, the beast sprouted several more tentacles that ripped at the man’s clothing. It ripped his belt off with such force that it bruised his hips and he winced in pain.

The removal of clothing continued and the man started to thrash about with fear.

“Let me go,” he screamed as it finished stripping him bare.

Now he was fully exposed to the creature, and its actions took him to a new but equally terrifying place. The sniffing resumed around the man’s flaccid penis. The first time the creature actually touched it the man let out a short scream. It poked at it a few times, and then dipped lower to sniff just under his testicles. Having caught a scent it must have been looking for, the orifice moved in closer, wiping itself back and forth and all around the man’s scrotum.

His screaming continued as he saw the orifice begin to open wider and wider, until it was roughly the size of his penis. The realization of what was to happen next dawned on the man and he began to cry. He couldn’t believe that his life would end this way. The beast reared back one last time, and two more slime covered tentacles sprouted from its head, close to the new enlarged orifice. The man felt them caress his member, slime covering it from tip to base. Then one began covering his testicles and fondling them as the other wrapped around him and attempted to harden him.

“What the fuck,” he managed to say aloud before the tentacle around his neck tightened just a bit more. The tentacle continued to do its work, sliding back and forth. Having sufficiently oiled his balls the other tentacle joined in, intensifying the sensation that the man fought with all his will against. Faster still they moved, and quickly his flaccid dick was erect. With it now standing at attention, the beast lunged and clamped down on it.

A wince of expectant pain was followed by total confusion. Bizarrely enough, the mass had not been trying to eat him. The creature moved very little at first, but eventually it began to bob back and forth. Just like the tentacles themselves, the hole that it had attached itself to him with was equally strong and it produced a sucking sensation that was nearly irresistible.

“No…” he managed to eek out before his head leaned back against the wall. The motion intensified and the creature began aggressively sucking him off.

He resisted as best he could. He gritted his teeth and tried to think of the something that would kill his erection. A wave of tingling rushed form his cock upward through his diaphragm. His stomach was twisting in knots now.

No one had ever blown him like this. This soft fleshy inside of the creatures hole massaged him, slipping back and forth as it bobbed from tip to base. Now it began to twist counterclockwise, then abruptly clockwise. It repeated this motion.

He was starting to see stars now, and despite wanting escape he was not in pain. In fact it was the best he had ever felt. It was so good that he didn’t notice the smallest tentacle wrapping slowly around his leg and up behind him. He continued to fight through the amorous groaning he could hear himself making. His thrashing was turning from violent to soft and weak.

Still he fought to deny the beast the ending it was clearly trying to achieve. Something in his gut told him that if he came something else would happen. This train of thought was abruptly interrupted when the tentacle reaching up his leg finally reached his goal, penetrated his anus.

He yelped at the unexpected intrusion, which was met by the tentacle moving in further and contacting his prostate. He screamed, a mix of painful agony, fear, and excitement as he came harder than he had ever cum in his life. A smile spread across his face as he resigned to his defeat and let himself descend into ecstasy. The sucking intensified as he came, the creature sucking up every drop that the man let go of. As he had came though, he hadn’t noticed that the creature writhed in response and sprouted two more tentacles that sported barbs on the ends of them. Each barb was tipped with a drop of a fluorescent green fluid.

It wasn’t until they shot into his torso and his chest that he knew they were there. The pain lasted only a moment, but the strange warm sensation of being pumped full of the mystery fluid made started to make things look fuzzy and he began to go numb as he was slowly lowered to the ground. The beast loosened its grip for the first time and the man could see why. He was fully numbed at this point, and was losing consciousness. He could see the image of the beast fading in and out as its maw widened again to encapsulate both his penis and his testicles. It gently gyrated as it pumped more of the venom into his body. After another few seconds, the man lost consciousness entirely to the sensation of warm tingling in his groin.

It was dark all around him, empty. On occasion he felt stinging, burning pain in his groin and other parts of his body, sometimes his entire body felt as if it were on fire. Just as quickly as the pain came it would subside. He wondered what would become of him. He hated himself for not continuing to go for the door that led outside. He hated himself for getting out of bed and leaving his house in the first place.

After what felt like days he began to come to. His head was swimming and he could barely see. How long had he been out? As the fog about his head began to lift he found his limbs were still free. He stumbled to his feet, bumping into the inert lump of alien flesh that had been beside him when he passed out. It seemed to be breathing in and out slowly but not doing anything else. After making certain that it was not moving he put an arm out and leaned on the wall, exhausted.

Noticing that it was dark still he assumed that he must have been laying there an entire day. He looked at the clock on the nightstand and to his bewilderment could see that it had only been about an hour since he had first been woken by the alien’s arrival.

“What the fuck,” a gentle feminine voice said from his lips.

He slapped both hands over his mouth, then looked down at the creature before slowly creeping toward the bathroom. He noticed as he did he was having a hard time balancing still. He reached through the dark to the light switch, which somehow seemed bigger than usual and flipped it.

A woman stared back through the mirror. A woman with his short hair and his eyes but not his body. His square jaw, Adam’s apple and barrel chest were gone, replaced with slender features. The breasts she had were firm and large, perky with pink nipples. Her waist was much slimmer now, her skin was smooth and silky. Her hips were wider, her butt firm and round and almost defying gravity with its shapeliness.

Everything was immaculate, like it was brand new. Her eyes widened at the final revelation of her transformation. No penis, instead she now sported a tight new vagina, a small tuft of hair sprouted just above it. She stumbled back in confusion, trying to muster the will to speak but was promptly interrupted by a severe stinging pain in the left buttocks.

She turned and grabbed at her backside, pulling out a tentacle that had shot out from the beast on her floor. A blue fluid dripped from it.

She dropped it to the floor and shrieked at the creature, “What the fuck did you do to me?”

She didn’t recognize the voice but knew it was hers now. She went to kick it in rage but a wave of heat suddenly washed over her, bringing her to her knees. The alien writhed back to life once more as she struggled to see straight. The heat dissipated but was replaced with a new sensation, tingling where her new vagina now was.

At first it was gentle, enough that she got back up to here feet and ran for the phone on the nightstand, but just as she got it and picked up the phone the feeling was intensifying. She reached down to try to quell the pain and was met with a flood of moisture. She was wet? What was it that the creature had injected into her. The feeling she had experienced when it was sucking her off earlier began to flood back, but it was incomplete. She was starting to experience agony now; the agony of wanting pleasure but not getting it. She stared at the phone in here hand, knowing that she should call someone, but after a moment she looked back at the creature on the floor.

It had not moved from its spot, but it was different. It had sprouted a banana sized member from the center of its mass, accompanied by a fleshy set of testicles. It didn’t shoot out at her, it didn’t’ drip with venom of some kind. It just sat there, beckoning her like a fleshy sybian.

She thought how it had some nerve, to think that she would not run or kill it. How could it just sit there and wait like it knew what would happen? She stared at the member protruding from it, fully formed to resemble the penis she once had. It was then that she realized she had put the phone down and had been staring at it for a few minutes. The tingling and wetness in here crotch had intensified. It wriggled ever so slightly and as it did so did she. She shuddered at the thought of climbing it, then thought of it fucking her and shuddered again. Sweat beaded along here forehead as she ran her hand through her short hair trying to think of what she should do. She shuddered one more time, but at the peak of it realized it was arousal.

She wanted it, that alien dick. She wanted inside her. She wanted to ride that thing and she was disgusted with herself. Waves of heat crashed over her as she imagined guiding it into her, and the waves brought her to her knees again. In horror she realized she was having an orgasm, but upon the denouement of that orgasm she came to her final decision.

“I need this feeling to go away,” she said aloud as she walked over to the creature and swung a leg over it.

The pulsating purple member now twitched inches away from her sopping wet hole. She took a deep breath and lowered herself until she felt the slimy tip rubbing against her lips. She lingered there a moment, and then rocked her hips. The next feeling was that of the tip contacting here clit. Unprepared, she let out a shameful moan that she cut short.

The tentacles sprang to life, one wrapping around each of her soft thighs. They didn’t pull violently this time, they were gentle. She glared at the pile of flesh as it slowly pulled her down, angry that it instinctively knew she had to have what it offered. The glare melted away almost instantly once the tip of its dick entered her. It was hot, hotter than she was already. She felt that rod of heat making its way up her insides. Eyes closed in ecstasy, she moaned again as she felt the crest of her buttocks make contact with the testicles of the creature. It was all the way in now.

She ran her slender hands along her legs and up her waist, embracing the warmth. Eventually they found their way to her breasts. She squeezed them and felt her nipples beginning to stand. She massaged them again and her nipples hardening fully. Then she rose a few inches.

The creature waited until it was halfway out of her before bucking, pushing itself back in to its base. She drew in a sharp breath and exhaled another moan. She felt tentacles pushing up her waist and past her hands. They wrapped around her tits and began to massage them, flicking her nipples with their slimy ends. It was too much, and her moaning became louder and longer. Three more tentacles winded their way up her body, one for her waist and one for each arm. They moved with the same gentleness until they were fully wrapped around her.

“Oh God, oh my god…,” she whispered as another made its way up between her breasts and around her neck. The bucking had quickened now and she had synced her body to the rhythm that the creature had established but soon it quickened again.

She let out a sheepish squeak and leaned backward into another orgasm. She wanted more. It didn’t matter if she did though, because upon her orgasm the creature pulled all its tentacles taught and brought her whole body down hard against it. Though a surprise, she welcomed it, taking in deep breaths of the odor she had initially disliked. Her arms wrapped around the mass as it bucked harder and harder, its balls slapping wildly against her asshole. The tentacles had fully tied her to it now, and they gyrated in unison, their fornication becoming loud and aggressive. Its hissing and the sound of slapping was second only to her protests to be pleased more.

“Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Harder! Fuck my cunt!”

She screamed it now. No one was around, she could be as loud as she wanted. What shame she had felt was gone. All that remained was a burning in her torso, the need to feel the beast sliding up and down inside her.

“Fuck my pussy, fuck it harder! Fuck me! I need it! Please go faster!”

The tentacles were so tight now that there was barely room for her to wiggle or buck. She wanted to help it fuck her. Her eyes firmly shut, she screamed while drowning in euphoria. The alien dick stroked into her over and over.

“I love it, fuck my pussy with your big cock,” she screamed with glee.

They were just one mass of flesh now, slapping against each other as hard and fast as they could. Sweat ran down her back and glistened in the moonlight. She moaned and it shivered as the last of its strokes hit her particularly hard. The pace suddenly came to an almost full stop. It seemed as if it were about to orgasm itself.

“Yes, leave it in,” she found herself screaming at it, “leave it in, cum in my pussy!”

The alien dick was starting to twitch now as the pace it fucked her at slowed more.

“Cum inside, cum in me! I want every drop from you. Fuck me til your empty!”

Its last stroke slammed her buttocks against it and then remained. She felt the balls against her twitching and pulsing. The rod of heat deep inside her shot free from it a hot rope of liquid that coated the walls of her insides. Her whole torso was on fire and she twitched and pulsated similarly as she came herself. The tentacles loosened but she clung to it all the same, accepting each new stream as she felt it shoot out of the alien’s cock. The walls of her vagina had tightened and held fast onto the member. Her toes curled as she moaned more.

“All of it, I want it all. Leave it in.”

Not having cum enough times to be fully satisfied, she sat up with the creature still ejaculating into her. She began to bounce up and down in it, wiggling her hips as she did. Her pleasured screaming continued as she spent the next several minutes fucking it as hard as she could. She reached down with her slime covered hand and fondled its balls, hoping to milk it just a little bit more. Her other hand had taken the tentacle that had stung her ass and she sucked on it now. Despite the barb now being retracted she tried her best to suck more of the aphrodisiac out of it.

Eventually exhaustion took hold and she rolled off of it onto the floor. Finally satisfied she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Over the course of the night she had woken slightly to frightful images.

Her belly was swollen. Though she would periodically lose consciousness she saw that by early morning the swelling had gone down and that a large litter of more alien creatures, not larger than hamsters, had crawled out of her and slithered away. There had been perhaps a dozen of them.

The next time she became conscious again it was midday. The creature lay next to here still, moving slightly. She was a little sore and thirsty. She slowly got up and crept past the creature and made her way into the kitchen, where she had several glasses of water and pulled some leftover chicken out of the fridge. Once she was done grazing she made here way back to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the creature had sprang back to life. She peered around the corner and saw it writhing. She calmly walked in, knelt at the base of it, turned around and bent over. She was already dripping with anticipation for the coming marathon of fornicating.

Having presented herself to be taken again she said, “Fuck me from behind this time, I’ve only ever seen it from the other side.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/avovbh/first_time_author