Three days had passed since Mike’s discovery of the abandoned top-secret base housing the Lanerian aliens, and today he planned to go back to recover his belongings and take some of the very precious ‘Love Cream’ from the beautiful Alien female named “Fabula” he disturbed in her deep sleep.
He wanted to keep his alien discovery a secret, so he only told his closest friend Bob, who had agreed to help him carry out his ‘cunning’ plan.
Bob was a huge six feet six inch ‘John Wayne’ look-alike, very strong but not too bright, so when Mike tempted him with a secret ‘love potion’ that could turn him into a sexual athlete he needed little persuasion.
They were at finally prepared for their ‘mission’; Bob carried a rucksack with ropes, gags, bottles and a peculiar looking suction pump.
As a safety measure Mike had managed to get hold of some ‘insurance’ as he called it. At the bottom of his bag was a small bottle of chloroform he’d managed to smuggle out of the local hospital where he worked as a porter.
“Ok Bob, let’s go milk us an Alien” said Mike as he checked the time on his watch as if he was on a secret military exercise. It was midnight and all should be quiet in there he thought.
With a dumb smirk, Bob nodded and followed his leader; they looked like Laurel & Hardy as they walked out to their motorbikes as Bob’s giant figure dwarfed that of Mike at a slim five feet eight inches.
They left their motorbikes a short walk from the entrance to the secret door and armed with flashlights and nightsticks they sneaked through the half-open doorway.
As Mike expected, it was deathly quiet only the sound of their breathing and soft footsteps disturbed the silence of the warm night air.
They crept down the dark corridors, Mike first with Bob close on his heels until they finally found the room where Fabula should be lying asleep in her re-generation cylinder.
The lights in the room glowed dimly as they peered through the view window in the closed door.
“She’s in there,” whispered Mike. “We’ve got to be careful now. I don’t want to wake her.”
He pushed at the door… and they crept silently into the room.
At the far side were the four regeneration chambers, lights all on; all seemed quite normal; so far so good.
“Perfect” whispered Mike, “now follow me and be fucking quiet!”
They crept first to ‘Fabula’s cylinder and looked inside.
“Holy Shit! She’s gone” Mike’s voice croaked in a loud half-whisper. “Oh Fuck!”
“Quick, check the others?” Mike ordered. “But keep a look out for this one”
On tiptoe they crept to the next cylinder and looked in through the small circular porthole.
“There’s one in here Mike,” Bob said out loud, his voice echoing around the room.
“Shhhhhh Keep your fucking voice down will you!” urged Mike as he crept over to stand beside him to look for himself.
“Do the other two cylinders have aliens inside?” Asked Mike.
Bob stepped to the first one and peered into the view window.
“Yep, one in here too; she looks a lot younger than that one,” said Bob in a loud whisper then moved on to the fourth cylinder.
“This one’s empty Mike… ” He called as he stood by the last of the cylinders
Mike had an uneasy feeling, and grunted as he glanced nervously around the room, but the Fabula alien female was nowhere to be seen and where the hell was the fourth alien? “Was there ever a fourth Alien?” Mike questioned himself as he never checked when he was there before.
“Never mind, let’s start with this one then get out of here as quick as we can before that Fabula woman comes back” and he waved for Bob to come over to join him.
The word on the side of the cylinder spelled ‘Shanala’ “That must be her name,” said Bob as he spelled it out loud to himself. “Shha naa la” he repeated. “What a strange name!”
“These are the release levers. I’ll pull them, you keep a lookout.” Mike pulled both levers together and with a soft hiss the top cover disengaged and moved down three feet letting the soft red glow in the chamber to light-up the room.
“Wow, this one is just as pretty as the first one I saw. Let’s take a look at her,” said Mike.
She looked slightly older than Fabula, but Mike could not really tell. Her hair was short and blonde.
He reached into the chamber to unwrap the top of her protective gown.
She wore a uniform much like the one worn by Fabula but this one was dark blue with yellow symbols on each of her shoulders.
Her top was similar in style to Fabula’s with its long sleeves down to her wrists and deep plunging Vee neck, which exposed a respectable although not large cleavage.
“She’s beautiful.” Whispered Bob. “Is she still alive?”
Mike reached in to touch her neck, she was warm; her pulse was slow and steady. “Yes, she’s fine, now unwrap the rest of her gown”
Together they pushed the sliding cover of the chamber all the way down as far as it would go and Bob reached into the cylinder to slowly peel back the strange material of her gown and give them a clear view of her body.
Like Fabula, her top was short to just under her breasts revealing her firm slightly muscular stomach and tiny waist. She also wore a short dark blue pleated skirt which seemed quite low over her hips, but unlike Fabula she wore dark blue knee length boots with gold coloured toe-caps and golden high heels.
“Look at this for a smooth pussy,” said Mike after he'd lifted her skirt and pulled her pale blue panties to one side.
Bob simply stood and stared open mouthed. Her pussy was bald and totally smooth with a young ‘virginal’ appearance.
“Now, let’s get us some Love Cream Bob. Give me the suction pump and a bottle.
Bob was still pre-occupied with her smooth cunt and had already begun stroking it with his curious fat fingertips.
“Bob! Give me the pump and bottles, then you can play with her for fuck sake!”
“Oh, yeah, sorry Mike.” Bob wrenched his hands and eyes away from her pussy and handed him the bag then resumed his attention on the smooth virgin treasure he had found.
Mike sneered as the bag was dropped at his feet. “Just be gentle with her for fuck sake, I don’t want her waking up and spoiling our plans!”
Shanala still slept like a baby so he could safely start to work on her breasts. Even though he was trying to be business-like, her tits were so beautiful. He stroked them over the strange soft material to feel their firmness: her nipples were already slightly firm and prominent.
He pulled her top up to completely expose her breasts and gave a deep sigh as he gazed at them.
They were slightly smaller than Fabula’s and felt smooth and delicate as he started to squeeze them.
He was cautious at first, taking great care not to wake her, but as he continued to stroke them the thought of waking her started to drift out of his mind.
He gently rubbed her nipples between his fingertips to feel them harden as he played.
Even though she slept, her breasts responded. The nipples hardened quickly, and as each nipple was an additional clitoris the stimulation they were receiving started to make her breasts respond too.
Mike continued to squeeze and stroke them while Bob was also playing with his new toy; his huge hands were engulfing Shanala’s smooth tight pussy delving his massive fingers between her legs and up and down the insides of her soft thighs.
Despite being asleep Shanala’s body was responding. A soft groan slipped out from between her lips as their intimate exploration of her body continued.
"Hey, look at her Tits Bob. What did I tell you! They're getting bigger,” said Mike with a satisfied grin.
"Wow, they are! They're a lot bigger,” said Bob, shifting his hands to engulf her breasts. But now they had grown bigger than even his huge mitts could cover. He squeezed them roughly.
"Not too fuckin' rough, you'll wake her you stupid bastard!"
"Oh, sorry Mike" he said withdrawing his hands.
Mike continued to tickle the tips of her nipples and could see the fruit of his efforts.
Her mouth opened slightly as she drew in deeper breaths.
"She's going to wake up Bob. Give me the bag quick!"
Bob handed him the bag and Mike took out a small bottle and a piece of white cloth.
"What's that Mike?" asked Bob
"It's my insurance that she won't wake up and disturb us. A little chloroform should do the trick."
Mike put a few drops onto the small linen pad and held it gently over Shanala's nose and mouth.
"There you go my beautiful alien, take some deep breaths. That's a good girl, breathe it in nice and deep...." Mike whispered softly to her as the pad covered her mouth.
They watched her draw the anaesthetic vapours deep into her lungs and waited.
"Ok, carry on now,” said Mike
Bob smiled and slid his massive hand down Shanala's firm tummy to rest again on her smooth cunt.
He gave Mike a sideways glance and even though he knew he shouldn't, his fat middle finger slid between the tight lips of her vagina and started to work its way deeper into her moist alien pussy.
Mike in the meantime was still concentrating on her tits. They were really big now. He knew she was close, just a few more squeezes, he thought.
Then there it was, just a tiny drop at first, but the signs that her nipple-clitoris orgasm was almost there.
He quickly picked up the breast pump and placed a sucker on each of her huge and hard nipples.
After pushing the clear plastic tube into one of the empty bottles he switched on his machine.
The breast suction pump pulsated and gently gripped, squeezed and released her sensitive nipples as Mike watched attentively.
A few seconds later her mouth opened slightly and with a slow intake of breath her breast twitched as her nipple orgasm ejaculated her first squirt of Love Cream which was drawn into the waiting bottle.
Despite her chloroform induced sleep, Shanala moaned with each nipple ejaculation of her cream. He was surprise how much came out in each spurt.
The bottle was filling up nicely.
"We should have brought more breast pumps Bob, we could have a whole production line here" Mike laughed.
For Shanala, she was fast asleep experiencing a wet dream of ecstasy, totally unaware that two earth strangers were violating her sweet innocent body while she slept.
They stood watching her have climax after nipple-climax and watched the first bottle fill with her special and very rare aphrodisiac breast milk.
"Change the bottle Bob,” said Mike.
Bob looked embarrassed, and slowly slid his huge fingers out of her tight and very wet alien cunt.
"You dirty fucker!" said Mike with a smile "You've been fingering her all this time!"
Relieved that Mike wasn't angry, Bob grinned and fitted an empty bottle to the pump.
"We don't want her to cum too soon Bob so don’t touch her Ass or she'll stop producing the cream" said Mike.
"Just keep watching her and change the bottles when they fill up. I'm going to look for the bag I left behind last week and keep a look out for her friend too.” Said Mike.
He checked that Shanala was not going to wake up and rested the chloroform pad on her slightly open mouth.
She was groaning and sighing with each breast orgasm as her milk was being extracted into the bottles.
With each nipple ejaculation her super-strength was being slowly drained away, but she was totally unaware and slept on as the machine milked her huge cream laden breasts.
Mike walked to the door and peered carefully into the small anti-room outside.
"The bag I left behind last time's got to be here somewhere," he thought and he started his search.
Bob in the meantime wanted to do more than just watch the beautiful girl's tits squirt milk into their bottles.
He so much wanted to fuck her. He'd never really had a girl except for ‘old Sally' who came to see him most Friday nights for their regular five-minute ‘business transaction’.
He was a very well endowed guy but never developed the social skills to attract a proper girlfriend, but Sally was a true professional and helped him to satisfy himself even if it was only for five minutes a week.
But here in front of him was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen just waiting to be fucked...
He had just fitted the last empty bottle, so they would have to stop soon, he thought...
"I could fuck her then" he grinned.
Bob placed the last full bottle on the floor next to the bag. “At last “ he said.
The sleeping Lanerian female ‘Shanala’ had filled seven bottles with her very special ‘love cream’.
Bob removed the suction pads from her nipples and watched the cream spurt up into the air to splash back onto her now huge tanned breasts and trickle down to her stomach to fill her belly button.
It turned him on so much.
He scooped some onto his fingers and with a furtive glance around the room, licked the cream off his fingers.
“Mmm, tastes really nice” he said to aloud, and continued to scoop more off her breasts.
Within seconds he felt even his cock strain even harder in his pants as his libido jumped off the scale.
He wanted more of her cream; he just had to fuck her now.
He reached into the cylinder and lifted the top of her sleeping body and plunged his open mouth over her right nipple and started to suck it hard.
The clitoris in her nipple responded immediately and ejaculated the delicate and highly potent aphrodisiac into his mouth in a powerful stream of sweet thick white liquid.
It was like an instant drug, he sucked harder and drank as much as her breast could produce. Her other breast responded too gushing more of the white liquid into the air to splash on her already wet belly and run down to her cunt.
Bob slid his free hand under the small of her back down to her bottom to lift her completely out of the cylinder. “Her skin feels so soft and smooth,” he thought, almost intoxicated by the few drops of her breast milk he had consumed.
But then suddenly Mike came running back into the room shouting; “We got to get out of here quick. What the fuck are you doing Bob, put her down for fuck sake, the other bitch is coming back NOW!”
“I got to fuck her Mike, I just got to fuck her” pleaded Bob.
Mike ran to the cylinder and grabbed the single bottle of love cream on the floor. “Put her back and get out of here! They are fucking strong these bitches; you don’t want to be here when she gets back! Bring that bag with you NOW!” then he turned and ran out of the door.
Bob was in a dilemma, his massive cock was almost bursting from his pants, and the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen in his life was lying asleep and semi-naked in his arms, with milk still trickling out of her nipples.
“But Mike looked really scared,” he thought. “SHIT, I’d better put her back” and he placed her back into her cylinder.
He quickly slid her top back down over her breasts, pulled up her tiny panties and re-arranged her skirt back to its original position, then folded one half of her gown over her body and was about to cover the other half when he noticed footsteps behind him.
“I’ve nearly finished Mike, I’m coming now” he said and finished wrapping her with the other half of the gown.
As Bob turned expecting to see his friend, a sky blue gloved fist caught him on the left side of his iron jaw.
It caught him totally by surprise, and felt like a sledgehammer had hit him in the face.
Before he could think another blow plunged into his stomach making him bend double as the air surged out of his lungs.
A third uppercut finally hit him square on the jaw to lift his huge six foot six frame off the floor to fly backwards as if pulled by an elastic chord to crunch unconscious on the floor.
Five minutes later he drifted back into consciousness and the thumping pain in his head and bruising to his stomach reminded him that he was in deep trouble.
In a haze he saw the blurred figure of a female looking into his bag.
“How dare you do this to a Lanerian female!” said the strong female voice as his head started to clear.
She found the bottles of love cream and suction pump in Bob’s bag and was furious.
“Who are you, who sent you here? Why have you done this to her? Where is your accomplice?”
The fog in his head finally cleared to reveal a beautiful dark haired girl standing over him.
He tried to move, but his hands were tied. He studied the beautiful woman holding him captive.
She wore a sky blue facemask and was very tall at five feet eleven inches, her sky blue uniform was styled the same as that of the Shanala alien he had just milked and was about to fuck just before this one arrived to spoil his plans.
Her sky blue top had long sleeves and was like a skin-tight tee shirt with a wide deep vee collar open to the tops of her shoulders showing her slender neck and the fullness of her cleavage, but was cropped short just below her boobs.
In her belly button was what looked like a pale blue pearl above a gold coloured belt with the dark blue letter ‘F’ in the centre.
The expanse of exposed flesh of her tight flat stomach extended right down to the top of her very short sky blue skirt that seemed to defy gravity, as it was so low on her hips; any lower he thought and he would surely see the top of her pussy.
Even though he had just been beaten to a pulp, he found her very sexy and wanted to fuck her good! He guessed the love cream he had just drank was still affecting him.
Her beautiful long legs were exquisite, only interrupted by short sky blue high-heeled ankle boots with gold pointed toecaps and heels.
“She’s fuckin gorgeous!” he thought as his eyes lingered again at the very low and tantalising top of her tiny skirt.
“I’m telling you nothing?” replied Bob defiantly.
Bob wasn’t the most intelligent of people, but he knew how to keep his mouth shut. He would never squeal on his friends.
“Who are you anyway?” Bob replied.
She reached down, gripped him around his thick neck and pulled him to his feet.
With an angry look on her face she said “Why were you doing that to her? Who’s put you up to this? Who is Mike?”
With a sudden jerk, Bob swung his knee round to lunge it hard into her stomach with all of his strength expecting to take her by surprise so she would let him go.
The full impact of his knee in the middle of her stomach had almost no effect on her. She stood firm and smiled back at him.
“Is that the best you can do, you pathetic human? I am Princess Fabula, daughter of Queen Arronda, high priestess of the sacred order of female warriors. I am also security commander of this Lanerian star ship. I could snap your neck in an instant! But I believe in justice, not retribution, so I’ll ask you again, who are you and who is Mike?”
Fabula was wearing her Aikon radiation belt to enhance her physical strength. She really was a true Lanerian Princess, a very arrogant and very angry royal bitch!
She tossed Bob’s huge body to the side of the room like a rag doll and followed him as he landed. As he hit the floor, she stooped down and gripped him around the throat making him choke.
“I’m telling you nothing” Bob struggle to get his breath as he spoke.
“I have been with your super heroine Ms Americana, so I’m learning about earth criminals and how they are full of lies and trickery so I will hand you over to your police for trespass, robbery and physical assault. I am the new Super Heroine ‘Princess Fabula’ and you, are my first earth criminal!”
Hiding by the door to the room, Mike witnessed the beating of his friend and the transformation of the Fabula Alien female into the new Super Heroine “Princess Fabula”.
He sneaked away just before she dragged Bob out of the room to go to the police. He had to work out a plan to save his friend and he had to get hold of more of that Love Cream, it would make him rich beyond his wildest dreams.
To be continued….