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Alien Encounters of the Furry Kind
(Crimson Rose)

Evolved to have as much sex as possible as if each time was their first of the day, none of the furkin were satisfied with just one human so they called upon more of the disgusted to fulfill their nearly insatiable needs. Three hundred men and women became six hundred. Twelve. Eighteen. Three thousand. As more than half of those staunchly against anthropomorphized animals, hentai, anime and every other perversion gave into their basest desire while those who dreamed of it nightly sat by and jealously watched. All save Ellie that is. Her body covered in long scratches turned to welts, her pussy and asshole stretched and gaping from his huge cock, she had never been so turned on in her entire life.

"Please tell me you can fuck me again, Master."

"I can but it appears as if things are finally starting to wind down which means Captain Hotaka will continue addressing your people," Junzo replied. Seeing the look of disappointment on her face, he drew the left side of his canine snout back into a fang-bearing smirk. "Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time for sex afterward."

"I hope so because I think I'm addicted to you. Can I ask why you want to breed us? Why you want us to breed you?"

"That's a very complex question with an equally complicated answer," Masuka said as she crawled over to Ellie and Junzo. "As you've witnessed firsthand, furkin are incredibly sexual. We are also far more advanced than the humans of earth." Leaning in, she kissed Ellie on the lips. "We've spent millennia traveling the galaxy in search of those we can share our knowledge with and all we ask for in return is the peaceful coexistence on their home planet to ensure our technologies are not being abused. Through trial, error and great loss we learned the best way to do so, to be accepted for what we are is to breed with those we share our knowledge with."

"Of course, not every species we encounter is genetically or even sexually compatible, but we've discovered a few," Junzo added. 

"So, you want to live on earth to breed and be bred?"

"And to share millennia of our history and technology," Masuka answered.

"H-How many of you will live on earth?"

"The Crimson Nova is the largest ship in the fleet with a crew and passenger capacity of fifty thousand but there are currently only forty thousand aboard. Among them are some of our greatest and most creative minds all willing to help humanity however possible."

"And what if we're not genetically compatible?"

"Then the ten thousand of you will be returned home and we'll continue our travels through space in search of those that are."

"So, your willingness to share your technologies is dependent upon us being able to have each other's children?"

"That is correct."

"That's kind of shitty."

"Understandable, but that is our way."

As things died down, Captain Hotaka removed what looked like some sort of stamper from a small hard leather pouch attached to his belt. With it in hand he turned towards Roxanne. "You've taken me and my seed four times now and I can see in your eyes that you want to make it five, but before we go any further, I need to know if you're willing to bear my mark."