Hello everyone! This is an erotic story I’ve been working on about an 18+ young man who is abducted by aliens in order to test out some of their theories of sexual attraction with him and a stray Rottweiler. To me, it’s a mix of hot, surreal, and a little silly. It’s a work in progress, so please forgive any errors throughout, and please me know what you think!
Topics in the story include: Bestiality, male/male sex acts, oral play, musk, dubcon, sub male, domination by feral. Let me know if you enjoy it!
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I awoke in a warm, dimly lit room. I was laying on my back in my worn jeans and t-shirt, not daring to move yet in this strange environment. The ceiling was about ten feet high, and both it and the walls were covered in shiny metal. I darted my eyes around the room, and saw a single metal bench jutting out of the walls with a small indent in the ground next to it, but otherwise the room was empty as far as I could tell. Just a 30×30 foot metal cube with little of note, save for an especially dark corner that I couldn’t see.
My head was swimming as I tried to sit up and remember how I got here: I went to Jessica’s party at 8:00, and stayed there for a long time. I may have gotten a little too drunk, and may have accidentally tried to hook up with my ex who was there, before realizing I needed to go home. On the way back, I saw a bright light, and then woke up here.
Oh shit. I wasn’t dead, was I? I wanted to go out a little more gracefully.
“Hello?” I asked tentatively. My eyes glanced around the ceiling for an answer. “Helloooo?” I tried again.
I heard a clicking in the corner of the room where the lights were off. I immediately turned over, terrified of the creature I couldn’t see. A step later, and the creature revealed itself: a happy-looking rottweiler with its tongue lolling out. He looked as though he had just awoken from sleep in the dark corner, which made sense, and the clicking must have been his nails on the floor.
I breathed a sigh of relief at the familiarity of the dog. “Hi, boy!” I said with a smile. He eagerly ran up to me while I was sat on the ground, nearly bowling me over in the process. “I’m happy to see you too!” I replied as I pet him vigorously. He began licking at my face, and I turned my head up so he would only find access to my chin and neck, which he seemed happy to have access to anyways. He now laid in my lap as I pet him and received his neck kisses with a smile. His breath smelled a bit strong, and when I inhaled through my nose I also noticed a strong aroma of unwashed dog fur. Still, having a friend in a confusing situation was nice. “Aw, stinky boy..” I cooed as I pet his back.
Just as I was getting comfortable, a voice seemed to come from all around me. “Excellent, the human male is aroused from its resting period” the voice said analytically.
“Yes, and it seems he is already bonding with the canine male.” a higher pitched voice noted.
“Hello? Who are you? Where am I?” I asked the strange voices.
“Hello to you as well, human male.” the deeper voice greeted me. “I am Lurmok”
“And I am Marna” the higher voice said.
“We are researchers from Lyria Minor, a distant planet that you have not yet had the pleasure of discovering.” Lurmok explained “We are present to gather biological information on your kind.”
“You are in one of our scientific testing facilities” the Marna added.
The idea that I was kidnapped by aliens shook me, and I began to panic. If it wasn’t for the rottweiler calmly resting on me, I’d be hysterical. Instead, I tried to retain my composure. “You’re not going to hurt me or probe me, are you?” Fear infiltrated my tone.
“No.” Lurmok replied.
“We have done that enough on other subjects” Marma explained.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
“No, our experiments are of a more… sexual nature” Lurmok said almost coyly.
I pondered this for a second. “Like, I’m going to have to have sex with you?”
A noise that sounded like deep gurgling came through the walls. “Human male, you make us laugh” Lurdok said.
“Bestiality in illegal by Lyrian law, and you are not exactly our type” Marna added.
I felt slightly offended, but nonetheless glad I wasn’t in for any potentially dangerous alien sex. “So what, you want to watch me have sex with a girl? I can do that”
“That is not our goal either, human male.”
“We have studied quite enough human mating acts to understand how it operates.”
“Then what is your experiment with me going to be about?” I asked, confused.
“You shall be involved in our study of copulation between a male human-” Lurdok began
“And a male canine!” Marna interrupted, excitement in her voice. “You will make us very famous should you provide promising results”
“Wait a second” I didn’t understand what I was being told. “You want me to try to have sex with this dog?”
“Yes” Lurdok said curtly
“We have seen two male humans attempt to reproduce, and it appeared as though both gained pleasure from it,” Marna said.
“Considering that humans enjoy the presence and even live with canines, it seemed natural that this experiment would be the next to be tested” Lurdok said.
“We have already performed a similar experiment with a female human and male dog to great success” Marna said proudly. The wall briefly changed to a screen showing an image of a naked blonde girl posing on one knee next to a satisfied-looking pitbull while his penis hung out. Her arms wrapped around him lovingly, and she had a shy but happy smile on her face, like she just learned great news but couldn’t yet reveal what it was. I could see watery semen leaking out of her vagina in the blown-up image. “While no offspring was produced, the insights gained into Eathling sexuality by this experiment were substantial.”
This was a lot of information to take in at once. I tried to look at the bigger picture here. “But why me? Surely you could find someone else to perform this experiment!” I tried to reason with them, hoping I could be released.
“You were chosen from several candidates due to your high levels of sex drive and inability to express them” Lurdok explained as the wall screen showed an unflattering image of me masturbating. The gurgling sound, which must have been alien laughter, echoed into the room. My cheeks flushed red.
“In addition, we have determine that your relatively few human connections will allow you to be removed from your society with little investigation.” Marna expanded.
They were right, I was horny and alone. All I did was work from home, work out, and otherwise veg out in my free time. If I disappeared for a few days there would be few questions.
“Your partner was chosen for similar traits” Lurdok put up some images of the rottweiler roaming the streets alone, humping a couch cushion from some roadside furniture, eating garbage, humping a different couch cushion, etc. He must have been a stray, the poor thing.
“On your planet, it seems that two healthy, highly sexual creatures put in a room together typically result in attempted copulation from one or both parties.” Marna explained.
“In addition,” Lurdok interjected, “Your respective pheromone profiles have shown to be a potential match, indicating enhanced compatibility with your partner relative to other canines. Your mutual attraction is likely.”
“But I’m not attracted to dogs!” I protested.
“The human female had similar objections at first” the screen showed her and the pitbull again, “But the end results would indicate otherwise.” The smugness in Lurdok’s voice was very apparent.
“Worry not, during the course of this experiment you shall be supplied with ample nutrient-rich organism carcasses and dihydrogen monoxide” Marna said, showing an image on the screen of a cooked chicken with vegetables and a glass of water. The rottweiler looked up at the screen attentively, salivating slightly into my lap.
“I can get food and water anywhere!” I retorted.
“Not possessing my famous Algorian spice mixture in it you cannot!” Marna said proudly.
I was unsure of whether that would be a positive or a negative thing.
“In addition, you are provided with a sleeping nest and waste receptacle in your habitat” A spotlight shined on the wall where the metal rectangle and floor indentation were.
“And do not be startled, but we have taken the liberty of removing your non-cranial hair follicles, lest they impede our camera footage of the copulation”
I pulled the collar of my t-shirt away from me to find that my little chest hair was now gone. A similar maneuver with my jeans waistband showed that my pubes were gone as well. “So let me get this straight.” I started. “You’ve been tracking me for who knows how long, kidnapped me, and plan on making me have sex with a dog, and all I receive is food and water?” I accused.
“I thought that the human enjoyed food, water, and sex?” Lurdok asked in a hushed whisper, intended for Marna.
“All the data confirms it, yes” Marna affirmed.
“Human male,” Lurdok spoke to me, “You will enjoy your present habitat. You and your mate will copulate. Our animal cruelty laws prevent us from hurting you, but know that refusal to participate will result in an extended experiment duration.”
“In terms you may understand,” Marna said condescendingly, “The longer you and your mate fail to have sex, the longer you’ll be staying here. ”
“Alternatively, the more sexual activity you perform with your new mate, the more data we shall be able to collect until the experiment is fulfilled. Simply treat your new mate as you would any other lover and you will succeed. We will be observing you throughout this process, so there is no avoiding your duties. Enjoy, human.” Lurdok ordered.
I sat there, stunned, while the Rottweiler was still unmoved with his head in my lap. The reality of the situation was setting in as I realized that this dog and I would have to have sex, somehow. But what did that even mean? It’s not like he and I could actually reproduce together, so what counted as sex? Oral? Anal? Hand stuff? Some combination of those? I had no idea what to make of it. And who would be penetrating who? The idea of sticking my penis up the poor stray’s butt made me feel sick, but taking a penis up the butt was also entirely foreign to me. Was it even safe?
I turned my head down towards the Rottie and spoke to him. “What do you make of all this?” I asked him rhetorically. He looked up at me, clearly having no clue what I was talking about. I continued anyways, “Apparently you and I are ‘compatible as mates,’ whatever that means” I laughed at the absurdity of these otherworldly creatures clearly having no idea what compatibility meant. “What, do they expect us to have a lot of interests in common? Or we both like long walks on the beach?” I chuckled again at my own joke. In response, the Rottweiler began licking at my neck again. I scrunched my face together, as people do, yet again letting myself get subjected to his wet, musky-smelling tongue.
“At least we both enjoy giving kisses” I joked, “I always wanted to kiss my ex, but she was such a prude that she thought that kissing was gross!” I was becoming more animated and turned my head down to face the dog directly during my rant. “Can you believe that? I mean, it’s one thing to not enjoy anal or something, but not liking to kiss is just-” my ramblings were interrupted by the Rottweiler’s tongue moving past my parted lips while my mouth was open. “Mmmph!~” I tried to get a word out, but it got garbled beyond recognition in the Rottweiler’s mouth. His long tongue tasted like dog breath against mine, and its length meant that it easily covered the majority of my own tongue. His tongue was very warm, warmer than my own and was rougher as well. Plus, it was covered in slobber that now was desecrating my mouth with its thick texture and gamey flavor.
I tried to stand up to get away from the tongue, accidentally leaning forward in the process and pressing my lips to the rottie’s. His tongue went down my throat for a brief moment before I stood up, bewildered.
“An excellent start, human” Lurdok praised.
“The start of your sexual congress is going admirably” Marna added. “We understand that humans often initiate sexual relations by making oral contact. This is because it releases oxytocin and dopamine into your brains, making you feel pleasurable. Tell me, are you feeling those neural chemicals right now?”
I wiped off my mouth, still tasting the drool left in it. “What are you talking about? I didn’t kiss the dog on purpose!” I said indignantly. What kind of sicko French kisses a dog for fun?
“That is strange, because you were in considerably deep oral contact with your mate, and we know that humans enjoy oral contact with their mates.” Lurdok said accusingly.
“It releases your pleasure neurochemicals, and the exchange of saliva is particularly helpful in introducing sex hormones to increase sexual arousal. And it does appear that your mate introduced a considerable amount of saliva to your system.” Marna said “This will be helpful in preparing you to mate.”
“What?” I asked incredulously, slightly embarrassed from having others bear witness to my unintentional make out session. “I’m not aroused at all!” I looked down at the rottie and patted his head. “No offense.” I assured him.
I looked back up to the ceiling, “I told you, I’m not attracted to dogs! There’s no amount of kissing that will make me want to mate with one” I protested.
“Make the effort, human.” Lurdok ordered. “Though your oral contact would indicate you do desire to mate with the canine, your words say otherwise.”
“In order to encourage oral contact, rations will be withheld until thirty total minutes of oral contact have been achieved.” Marna prescribed.
“Wait! You’re not giving any food or water to us until we kiss for thirty straight minutes? That’s ridiculous!” I exclaimed.
“You may take breaks if you wish, human.”
“And if you feel as though the thirst is too great, you may consume canine saliva to sate it!” The gurgling laughter could be heard after that last comment.
I stood there, motionless, for a minute, trying to figure out if there was any way to game the system. Maybe I could have the rottie just lick my face, that would qualify as kissing, right? But wait, they didn’t say kissing, they said oral contact. As in, he and I would have to touch our mouths together. I thought about where that tongue must have been before. Images of the dog eating garbage, licking other dogs’ butts, and worse conjured into my head. I shuddered for a second before looking at the Rottweiler. At that moment, he was nonchalantly licking his private parts. Great. But then I looked a little longer and realized that while I could go without food and water for some time, I didn’t want to subject an innocent dog to that. Besides, I had to get it over with at some point, right?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t580jd/the_experiment_part_1