Enter - Levarra
His eyes are blurry, overcome by lust and powerful fucking, but he sees a lot of neon green. Perhaps a jumpsuit? He looks down at their feet to see their heels that must have been clacking, but sees only….green feet? Are they not wearing shoes?
He looks up, still caught under the drone’s repeated fucking, and tries to communicate. All that comes out is a throaty and lustful moan.
His audience gives him a somewhat high-pitched giggle, and presses a button on a remote they pull from somewhere Kelly cannot see. Immediately, the drone ceases all movement, and slowly retracts from Kelly’s ass. He’s dropped onto the floor unceremoniously, as the grav cuffs all detach as well, and he goes limp.
A single green foot, somewhat squishy, pushes into him and kicks him over onto his back. Pink chemical drips onto the floor from Kelly’s gaped ass as he looks up at the goo girl standing before him.
Kelly finally gets a look at his newest captor, a Jeloshae. Her lab coat tag reads: Levarra. Jeloshae are entirely gel people that subsist on the intake of all kinds of minerals and proteins from fluids and solids alike. They’re capable of digesting things inside of themselves over long periods of time, and even staving off the need to eat for long periods by ingesting dense or….living beings. This one is green, and only semi-transparent. Some kind of dark liquid moves beneath the surface of her tense gel barrier that a Jeloshae has as “skin.” They often take "humanoid" looking forms, but will change themselves to fit whatever situation they find themselves in....or whomever they find themselves in.
Jeloshae are also known for their ability to empathically connect with another being while touching them. This leads to….many intimate encounters between them and other species. As an old advertisement holo-vid once said: Get rid of the wife’s unknowing jealousY, get with a JeloSHAE! Crass, Kelly always thought.
This one is tall, green, and wearing a lab coat that indicates she must have been part of the crew of this ship before it was stranded here. Her face is an amorph that coalesces together into two shining bright pink eyes, and a small opening that resembles a mouth. She looks down at Kelly underneath the de-powered 01.
Levarra: So, a smooth-talking Ranger got herself bitch-broken by my secu-drone? Hmmmm? Sea-ve-magnifique oso naaaaa.
She giggles, but Kelly doesn’t understand. Jeloshae natural language sounds like alien poetry, and they sometimes default to phrases that Kelly’s translator just doesn’t have an answer for. Some words are only meant for certain ears.
Levarra: Let’s get you back to the lab and get you cleaned up, huh? You’re gonna start feeling kinda strange here soon, you got one whole dose of mama’s highest concentration of De La Qua, a Jeloshae special. Also known as "bitch juice."
Kelly stutters, feeling a warmth rush over his skin. He knows exactly what she's talking about, the pink chemical, and he can already feel it...... That need rising up within him. He starts to get hot, and flustered. The drone had milked him out with its pounding, but something deep inside pushes him to action once more. Levarra giggles at the rising excuse for a cock before her.
Levarra: Can you call that a phallus? A cock? What’s the proper word..ah….sulu-ah? Sulu-nah! You are no man!
She giggles again, and puts one of her jelly and shoeless feet right atop the hole in Kelly’s suit where his smooth little cock sticks out. He instinctively humps into it, but not in a way that indicates he wants to give her anything.
Levarra: Ah de na de na……too much Bitch Juice. You’re going to want to get-
Ranger Kincaid: Pregnannnnnt~
Kelly, despite being a male human, despite just having been assaulted by this Jeloshae’s secu-drone, is now humping into her foot in an attempt to coerce babies from it. Or more accurately, baby juice.
Ranger Kincaid: MMmmphhhhhffffffff…..
Levarra: De na….okay Ranger boy, since you’re so cute, I’m gonna give you a chance here, let you decide.~
Her voice is like a song. A dancing chorus of angelic voices. Kelly just hazily looks up and smiles, and nods at her.
Levarra: Good boy. You do what I say and I fix your problem, yeah? We’re gonna have a little fun because you’re the perfect test piggy for Mama’s bitch juice, and you’ve done so well already!~
She pulls her foot up, letting Kelly’s exposed and still hard member fall out of it. He whines and whimpers and humps up trying to get to it. She then brings it back down, but it’s no longer squishy. She’s raised the tension in her foot so it resembles more of a hard rubber, or plastic.
Kelly’s tiny cock is squished under her foot, and his butt hits the floor beneath him. He whimpers, and moans.
Ranger Kincaid: nnnhhh pleaseeeee Levarra…..let me….go….
Levarra: That’s Mistress to you for now, Ranger boy, and like I said, play nice, and you can finish this suuuuper important mission for the Ranger HQ, how’s that sound?
Kelly just nods, almost unable to even understand what he’s agreeing to. Part of him wants to run, but the logic part of his brain shuts it down. They need this Jeloshae to reverse whatever illegal compound she’s had injected into him. He needs her. He has to submit.
Kelly: Yes….Mistress.
Levarra: Good.
She giggles, and pushes down once more, squishing Kelly’s cock and making him put out another girly moan. She enjoys that for a few moments, stepping on him and making him squirm.
Suddenly, she moves with lightning speed, morphing down into almost a ball as she rolls up over his body and re-forms. Jeloshae can quickly form and reform themselves, and this one seems to be very adept at it. There is also that strange fluid beneath her skin…..
Kelly doesn’t notice that, though, as he looks up into the Jeloshae’s pink eyes and is lost in them.
Levarra: You’re such a good boy….now let Mama have some of that protein, Ranger Bitch.
She pushes his arms down with her own, and spreads his legs with her feet. He’s completely exposed, his rock hard clean shaven cock stands at full attention, and she pushes her lower half down on it, absorbing it into her skin. It’s like fucking a perfect sex toy, perfectly molded for Kelly’s penis, a fleshlight made just for him.
He nearly explodes into her, but she wraps a tendril around the base of his cock and squeezes, acting as a cock ring.
Levarra: Not so fast, not until I’ve had my fun~
She begins riding him, pushing back and forth, up and down. Just inside her skin is the sac she uses to adjust her fluids and shape, an extremely sensitive part for a Jeloshae, one of their very few non-gel organs. She tickles it with Kelly’s little cock, driving herself wild. Kelly may not be capable of properly fucking anyone right now, but she can certainly use him.
And use him she does, for what seems like forever she bucks atop him, getting herself off. Kelly just smiles, tongue out, drooling. His pleasure soars and he can’t help but just lay there and be used like the toy he has become.
Levarra: Mmmmm so obedient, and you don’t know how to use it, but it’s perfect for meee~~
She laughs, bucks, and then shudders a little as she climaxes. Jeloshae orgasms are different than a human, she feels an intense connection to Kelly as the empathic receptors kick into high gear. She feels his need to breed, and it infects her own emotions. She looks down at his cute, girlish face, and imagines the soft and pink Jeloshae he might make. It makes her smile.
Levarra: Oh we’re gonna take care of that problem alright, but I’m not gonna reverse the compound, Ranger boy. I’m gonna knock you up~
She coos, and starts to bring out her breeding tentacle. An appendage a little larger than Kelly’s cock comes up from her mid-section, and she wraps it around a gooey hand, pumping it a little up and down. Some of that purple fluid comes out, and drips down onto Kelly’s face. He laps at it lazily with his tongue.
Levarra: That’s right, open up…..
Ranger Kincaid: Yes Mistress......
Kelly opens wide, saying “Ahhhh….” drool leaks out the sides of his mouth, and Levarra inserts her breeding tentacle all the way down his throat. It feels like a long pseudopenis, with slight prickly texture on the outside. He feels a strange transfer as his nano bots switch to once again sucking in oxygen from any place they can aside from his lungs.
He’s completely filled up top with tentacle, and then Levarra starts to pump it in and out. A second tendril finds his hole, and squeezes in there as well. She lifts him up to face her, face-to-face, as she impales him from both ends. Kelly just hangs there, a look of pure ecstasy on his face, as she pumps him up and down.
Levarra laughs, almost charmed by his total submission. She knows he’s just under the influence of her chemical, but if he didn’t at least partially want to get down, it wouldn’t have worked anyways. She’s looking at a genuine Ranger Whore.
This just makes her go faster, always having wanted to stick it to these uppity self-righteous “space police.”
Levarra: Gonna kick me outta my floatin’ lab aren’t cha? Fuckin rangers, always muckin’ things up. Don’t worry, I’ve got all I need already and this test is the last bit of data. Seata seato, as they say in my language, Human. In yours I believe it is, ‘it is what it is?’ You are too late to stop me, and too early to catch me packing up. Just perfect to be my little piggy.~
Kelly nods, humps, and groans around the tentacle as it uses his mouth like a breeding hole. Levarra picks up the pace, daring to push and push until she meets herself in the middle. Kelly’s nano bots don’t need to adjust so much, as Levarra’s own form can move and shape around Kelly’s insides already, so he just feels two increasingly powerful points of pressure building inside him, threatening to tear, and turn him into essentially a large accessory for this rogue Jeloshae scientist….
Flashes of him hung up on a wall in a lab, being experimented on. His tiny cock flopping out and being milked for protein whenever Levarra is hungry. He’s blindfolded and tied down, his hole plugged and his clothing stripped. He smiles groggily as he’s milked once again for Mistress’s breakfast.
Then, back to reality, as Kelly feels a large amount of….something pushing into him from above and below. That fluid beneath her skin coalesces into her two fuck sticks penetrating him, and starts to infuse itself into Kelly as well. It isn’t an ejaculation, per se, but he feels the leaking of fluids, and then more pressure, and slowly his stomach starts to inflate.
Levarra laughs while watching her baby fill him up. She wonders if it will dominate and procreate with this Ranger as well. Would that truly be incest? It is just a vessel after all…..
She shudders as the last of the fluid drains out, and into the Ranger Bitch before her. She drops him roughly onto the floor afterwards, pools of purple nectar start to slowly pour out of his ass, so she plugs him up with a little bit of spare goo. She pats his head, then pulls out a clipboard and taps a pen upon it. The clacking from earlier.
Levarra: Compound was effective, but drone needs reprogramming. Detected human female when human male present. Need to recalibrate the sensors…..
She walks away, nonchalantly, as Kelly remains in a fuck-induced haze, and passes out on the floor.
(Afterwards…. .024 cycles later)
Kelly awakes in a pool of his own juices, as well as a small puddle of purple nectar. His tongue laps gently at the nectar without him even realizing it.
He sits up abruptly, and looks around. A buzzing indicates his wrist pad must be over on a nearby shelf, where the rest of his gear sits as well. There’s a note with just a heart drawn on it, and a very short message:
“Enjoy being a daddy.”
Kelly groans and rubs the paunch in his belly. This wasn’t just an alien load. Jeloshae can impregnate anything with an orifice and enough body heat and mass to offload the energy to make a new Jeloshae. They grow through thermodynamic transfer of energy, and so as long as Kelly remains warm for the next couple of weeks, he won’t even need to eat anything extra.
He grimaces, and answers the call on the wrist pad, making sure to cover the camera.
Poppy: Ranger??!!! Ranger!!! Where are you? Has your camera malfunctioned?
Ranger Kincaid: Negative, Poppy, just a slight problem with the lens. Please send in a small repair kit and ah….a suit warmer unit?
Poppy: Suit warmer? I’m not detecting a drop in the temper-
Ranger Kincaid: Just do it, Poppy. I’m *shiver* getting a little chilly in here, okay?
Poppy: Okey dokey Ranger!
Kelly rubs the brewing Jeloshae in his stomach, a strange sense of pride washes over him, but then he stands up straight.
Pregnant or not, he’s got to finish this mission. A ranger never quits. Two more decks are left, and he hasn’t even gotten to the bridge!
