***Perfect Bliss***
“Orgasm analysis complete, General. Harvesting in T-minus 3…2…1.”
“Excellent work Lieutenant. How’s our progress on Alpha group?”
“Threshers have been bonded to all but one host. Harvesting should commence by 18:00 tomorrow evening, General, if not earlier, depending on how soon we break Alpha-1.”
“Alert me as soon as it happens. That’s gonna be a real show.”
“Assuredly, General. Any moment now…”
***
*Oh!*
*I felt my pussy fill with the thick stalk of the tentacle as I slowly regained consciousness once more. The bulbous tip prodded and poked around my insides until I was completely full, and it rearranged its mass to fill me to bursting, pulsating and vibrating against my muscles. How long had I been here? It felt like forever ago when they’d tasked my elite squad of female soldiers for what I thought would be another war, but instead of combat, we’d signed our bodies up to be experimented on…used to win the war. They’d discovered that human energy could be harnessed by one of our xeno-allies, and all it took was extracting concentrated pleasure…*
*Unh!*