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Alien Sex Slaves
(Mike Hunt)

Mandibles opened and foam bubbled with a hiss, Hanna flinched, it had taken a step forward and as she held her breath it raised its leading pair of armoured legs into the air and waved them menacingly. She had seen similar actions on television, the spider or crab, when threatened would rear up and wave legs or claws. But I'm not a threat she reminded herself, how could she be, she was restrained and helpless.

Higher it reared, joints creaked as it foamed and hissed. Hanna felt a jet of urine squirt and heard it splash onto the metal floor, her dream was rapidly descending to the status of nightmare... silently she prayed that she would wake soon.

Hard shell scraped on metal, Hanna steeled herself and looked down the length of her body and between her splayed legs. The creature had reared so high that the rear of its shell was resting against the floor. It shuffled forward again on four legs, Hanna squealed as its forelegs hovered above her face, at the end a pair of sharp claws acted as toes, but it was the blade between them that held her attention and stoked her fear, slowly it emerged, slender and green, eight inches long and coming to a needle point, she didn't need to touch to understand that it was razor sharp and as hard as steel.

It's going to kill me she groaned, it's going to carve me up with those blades then eat me!

So much for my dreams always being erotic she sighed, her end was in sight, but she didn't allow it to disturb her because as she repeatedly reminded herself it was only a dream. She would soon be terrified, and screaming... but then she would wake, shaken and sweating, but still able to laugh about her crazy imagination when the light of day had driven away all of the shadows where alien crabs could lurk.

The blades retracted back between the claws and the legs rose again. The alien appeared to be lifting its huge shell higher. Hanna studied the underbelly, maybe the soft spot for many creatures but not the beast now looming over her. The underside looked just as heavily armoured as the top, definitely a crab she decided, then held her breath as a vent began to open, the hard shell splitting along a faint seam. 

Skin was revealed, yellow and brown and soft looking, the crack in the shell grew steadily larger. The soft flesh inside bulged, Hanna saw it pulse and throb as though blood rushed just beneath the skin. The shell split again with an audible crack, the bulge grew, and then suddenly, to Hanna's disgust a bundle of slimy tubes dropped down onto the metal floor. Mucus dripped and the stench of week old piss filled her senses. The giant alien shivered above her, its shell and joints crackling and creaking. Foam spilled from the mandible above her to drip down onto her exposed snatch, it felt cold on her skin and a little astringent, stinging the delicate pink membranes of her inner labia.

"What the fuck!" she gasped.

Looking past the stinging foam her attention was drawn to the coiled tubes. Or I should have said tube, singular she thought, because it was a single meaty length that had rapidly begun to swell and straighten. Both fascinated and appalled she stared at the tube as it began to uncoil and writhe, and then she gasped as it suddenly reared up, the swollen end aimed directly at her face almost as though it was watching her, watching it! The end eased forward toward her face, bulbous and brown it looked to Hanna to be similar in shape to a wine bottle, from the thin neck it tapered swiftly to the main body of the bottle, the only difference in shape that the end, what would be the bottle base was rounded rather than flat. Rounded and wrinkled she added, it's actually just like foreskin. And there I go again, bringing sex into this. Here I am in this dream getting inspected by an alien probe, and automatically I turn it into a cock!