Invisible Weapons for Alien Wars (m/f, human-on-alien-babe rape, HFY)
Far in the future, a dominant alien race of sexy space babes keep humans as pets, having turned us docile with a bioweapon. Or so they think...
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Invisible Weapons for Alien Wars
Grand Councilwoman Tevira toyed with her pet’s hair.
“It’s ten years today, my sweet,” she said. “Since the war.”
The human looked at her serenely. “War, mistress?”
She laughed. Tevira was two meters tall, slender and statuesque. Her head was smooth, hairless and earless; her eyes wide and black; her skin smooth blue.
“When the Aurelian Demos made contact with you Terrans. Filthy simians creeping into space on rockets. I can’t imagine how you made Alpha Centauri.”
“I don’t understand, mistress.”
She smiled indulgently. “I know,” she said, stroking his cheek. “When you colonized near us, we had to teach you a lesson.”
Her eyes sparkled as she remembered how easy it was. The humans had no energy weapons, no gravity, no shields. They fought wildly, but the only Aurelian ship they had brought down had been by suicide crash.
“We decided to pacify you so we didn’t have to commit another xenocide, so we worked up a little gene-plague to soften your savage brains.”
He was really frowning now, and Tevira could hear his heart beating.
“Are you well, my sweet?” she asked. “Do you need a cool drink?”
“Finish the story,” he said.
Tevira frowned prettily. “That’s no way to talk. That kind of behavior got your race pacified.”
The gene-plague had worked perfectly. When Aurelian ships had taken the infected colonies, they found the humans milling around, gentle. Stupid. Friendly.
The plague had been successful beyond the Aurelians’ wildest dreams. Terran cleansing and quarantine protocols must have been awful – colonies the Aurelians had never even known of pacified without them having to lift a finger.
“I… remember.”
Tevira’s frown deepened. Strange things were happening.
“What do you remember?” she asked softly.
He looked in her face and she staggered back from his hate-filled eyes.
“The war.”
Inside Mark, glands were flooding him with hormones he’d been starved of for a decade. His veins throbbed, his heart pumping, face flushed and his eyes fixing on his mistress.
He realized he was baring his teeth.
Tevira watched him, mouth slightly open. It was like a somnolent pet dog had turned rabid. Millions of Aurelians kept pet humans, and she’d never heard of an attack. Humans were pretty, quiet, enjoyable pets.
“You can’t remember the war,” she said, palms lifted. “Something’s wrong. It’s simply impossible!”
“My name is Colonel Mark Gravelin, Unified Terran Scientific Star Corps,” he said. “I worked on your little plague.”
Tevira’s jaw dropped. “You what?”
“Couldn’t cure it, but we tweaked it. It’s been ten years since you crushed us, right?”
“Y-yes.”
“Longer than we expected for the plague to burn out, but within tolerances.”
His voice had dropped until it was deep and rasping, his stance growing animalistic.
Tevira’s cheeks flushed violet as she saw the throbbing erection poking out of his pet-robes.
“Pet…” she said. “You’re…”
The wildfire of emotion and chemical changes inside him was completely beyond control.
Tevira sprang for her communicator, and the Terran sprang for her.
Mark had lived a life of pampered luxury for ten years. His once-powerful body felt soft and sleek and frail.
But the Aurelians had been living in pampered luxury for ten millenia. They had never faced Terran infantry on the ground. She was taller by a head, but compared to Tevira, Mark was a superhuman.
The muscles that had made his massages so delightful, the feeling of restrained power that made their erotic congress so enjoyable, now sent Mark crashing into the lovely alien woman, slamming her savagely into the wall.
The impact drove the air from Tevira and cracked her head hard against the wood. The room spun. She almost caught herself but Mark drove his fist into her midsection, dropping her to her knees.
“You’ll be killed!” she begged, one hand raised.
Unfortunately, the humiliation and hate of the war and servitude had overwhelmed Mark’s newly-awakened mind.
He grabbed her head and jerked her down, driving his knee into her face with a crunch and a spurt of purple blood.
Her lips mashed into her teeth, Tevira sputtered with pain and shock. How could this happen? Their stupid, effete little playthings, they couldn’t possibly have done something like this.
Alarms rang inside her.
The reason the plague had spread so fast. Intentionally spread, modified to burn itself out… And now Terrans were everywhere among the Aurelian, living alongside the elite, sleeping together. And they were all turning feral at the same time.
The Terrans had turned themselves into a biological superweapon.
As her mind spun, Mark tore his robes off. Tevira looked at his steel-hard cock with terror. All of the sexual games they’d played, she realized not that he’d never been more than half-erect, the effects of the plague.
He forced her onto her belly on the floor, stripping, and then her pet thrust his cockhead inside her.
Tevira’s mouth spread in a terrified moan, her eyes wide as she was raped full of hard human cockmeat. Mark’s girth stretched her wider than she’d ever been stretched. Pain and fear and guilty pleasure burned in her, a sense of disempowerment that made the horrid experience even more sickly delicious.
He ravaged her, his left arm choking her, bending her luscious body as he fucked her full of his erection, blood and saliva splattering from Tevira’s lips.
The image sprang into her mind of this scene repeating, endlessly, all across the Demos. Savage human beasts raping and slaughtering Aurelians in their own bedchambers, using them like toys and battering them to death in an orgy of lust and revenge.
Her face twisted in a humiliated expression as the thought made her cum. She felt her pet’s dick pulse inside her, filling her alien pussy with human cum.
Then his hands were on her head and he was bashing her face against the floor, over and over, and somehow she was still cumming as her skull cracked open and she died, writhing with shameful lust on the ground, raped by a human cock.
Posted Aug 11, 2024, 3:17 PM UTC