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kabr0ztrousers · 5 months ago
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how about fem reader being kidnapped by aliens and being touched and experimented on by there weird science tools. And then aliens needing readers milk to feed there babies cause it's better than theres.
Happy to oblige, and thanks for your patience! Without further ado, here's:
Kabr0z Writes Episode 25: Suddenly, Sci-fi
Find the rest of the Kabr0z Writes anthology here!
CWs: Alien abduction; kidnapping; dubcon; noncon; weird science; sextoy use; drugging/intox; hucow; overstim;
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You didn't often get chance to come out here. You used to live much closer to the moors, but had to move into the city for work. You don't own a car, no point when there's trams and buses everywhere, so it's only when something brings you back to your hometown you get to revisit your old stomping grounds and reminisce on the past. You wished it had been on better terms, but the funeral was weeks ago now, and the old house you grew up in now sat empty, ready for the buyers to move in. You doubt you'll ever find the excuse to come here again now.
You shiver. From the brisk January winds, from the weight of memory.
There's a sound, you're not sure where from. More of a feeling than a noise, like a purring engine, heard from underwater.
Light. All around you, a perfect circle of blinding azure light. Your skin tingles and you notice dirt and pieces of grass floating up past you. Your hair looks as though you're in a swimming pool, floating beneath the surface, spreading out in a soft brown halo around your head. Your stomach flips and you're no longer in the moors. You're in a room, lit by that intense azure light. You screwed your eyes shut against the glare, you could still see the blue but it's less painful this way. There's a chittering sound around you, like marbles being shaken in a jar. The light cut out. You opened your eyes.
The room is still very blue, but lit much softer now. The bare walls and floor a dull silver. The chittering was still happening. You remembered something, that conspiracy nut at work always said if you think you're on an alien spaceship, you should stomp out some numbers. What were the numbers? You racked your brain. Two, three, five, seven, eleven? Whatever, it sounds like a plan.
You start stamping. You're not sure what doing maths at them will achieve, but they do seem to take notice. You finish stamping eleven times, and something taps back. Thirteen taps. You hesitate. 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, what next? Again you tried to think back to conversations you earnestly tried to not have at the time. Seventeen. Still not sure why, you stamped seventeen times, carefully counting your steps. The chittering started again. Louder, more insistent. The. The door opened. Whatever it was that stepped out into the room was in some sort of bodysuit, it looked pretty heavy-duty, and whatever it was he was holding you didn't want to get on the bad side of it.
You allowed yourself to be shepherded to another room, the alien keeping you at a distance from itself.
It was a curious sight, it had six limbs you could see: two legs and four arms. It only came up to about your shoulder, at a guess, but had a pronounced slouch so you weren't sure if it would normally be that short or if you just had the jailor with terrible posture. It showed you to a bench and motioned towards it. You sat, assuming that's what "pointing at the knee-high table" means in their culture.
That, on reflection, was a mistake.
More of the azure light bathed you. You couldn't move a muscle, paralysed where you sat. The alien opened a cupboard hidden in the wall and pulled forth a long stick with a hoop on the end. Weightless and unable to resist, it was an easy job for it to lie you down and take a bladed implement to your clothing, stripping you naked with effortless cuts. Once it had satisfied itself that every stitch of fabric was removed and you were quite immobile, it removed its suit.
A huge beetle-like creature stood before you. Mandibles chittering that rattling language into a device stuck to its thorax.
It pulled more tools out from the wall. Smaller ones, less for herding at arms length. It stood over you and started prodding you, dictating notes at your reaction. At least, that's what you guessed it was doing, it might just make that noise.
The tests got steadily more invasive. Once it had satisfied itself poking you, it started pushing devices inside you, one went into your mouth, one in your ear, it opened your legs and pushed thin probes into your asshole and your pussy. Was it taking your temperature?
It withdrew the probes, and pushed a tube into your mouth. You could see something inky-black start to flow down from the ceiling into some clear piping running down near you. You couldn't look around to see what was happening precisely, but you could guess. Something bitter flowed over your tongue from the tube. You gulped it down on reflex. It stung going down, like drinking indigestion. You could feel your heart start to race and your cheeks redden. Your whole body felt like it was blushing. Your clit started to tingle and throb. Your pussy ached and clenched. Your breathing caught and your eyes rolled as you felt hornier than you ever have before.
The alien thrust pushed something up to your pussy, and you came immediately. You heard it scurry back as your abs clenched in time with your cunt and you felt a stream of fluid escape you. You've never squirted before, who would've guessed all it newded was a cocktail of alien drugs.
The orgasm died down, but the neediness remained. You didn't care about the whole abduction thing. If you could speak you'd be begging it to fuck you. You didn't need to beg. It pressed something against you again. Again your whole body bucked and clenched, but it wasn't deterred now it knew what to expect. Something round was pushed into you. It only went an inch or so in, but you could feel the shape of it. Curved upwards, the end nestled exactly on your g-spot. A chittered command. It started to buzz. You felt your back arch as an animalistic groaning wail escaped you. You were shaking again, being held in an orgasm for minutes before it dies down. You could still feel it buzzing, driving you to another. Tears welled in your eyes as your aching cunt clenched and leaked in protest.
The alien kept taking notes, repeating the same pattern of chittered speech when you climaxed again and again. The repeated orgasms were taking their toll. Your mouth was dry but for the drip of bitter drug, your legs were twitching and aching, your abs were on fire.
Then it pushed a needle into your arm.
You couldn't see it coming this time, but you felt something hot in your veins. Your skin felt as if it was on fire, then freezing. Your breasts started to ache. With every fresh orgasm you felt hot, then cold, then your tits would ache more, over and over.
Ten? Fifteen? You don't know how many times you came until it happened. You felt a stream of milk spray from your nipples. Spurting out of you, pulsing in time with the painful clenching waves.
The chittering was manic, as though the creature was possessed. Devices were secured to your tits, probes suckling the milk from you in gentle sips, the new sensations only serving to speed up the frequency with which you kept cumming.
You don't know how long ago that was, time is meaningless here.
You were moved to another facility, then more women joined you, then men started to appear too, hooked up to similar machines.
An alien had come to your bedside once doing its rounds of the inmates. It explained in broken English, they had bought Earth in a land deal, and most humans are now livestock for them. They don't believe in eating sentient beings, but humans produce edible byproducts, which can be extracted.
So here you are. A dairy cow for aliens.
Forever
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A/N: There's one more sci-fi story in the requests box, which will be tangentially attached to this but not really. I might reuse the alien race, they're fun.
If you want to see anything, get anything, or ask anything please don't hesitate! I'm hungry for ideas and inspiration, I won't judge, and I won't name you if you don't want
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obsessionavecdescouteaux · 9 months ago
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Date idea: Dragging you through the woods by the noose I forced around your neck
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suicideassistance · 7 months ago
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If you need essential oils for deep relaxation, I recommend chloroform.
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astrostx · 2 years ago
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sure, i have an abduction kink because of the intense need to be desired by someone so desparately that they cant help but to claim me in my entirety for their own wants, but also like
have you seen the economy? spending my time in a cage rent free is a dream come true<3
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tyger-land · 7 months ago
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slvtty-toy · 5 days ago
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double pink today >~<
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i’ve never posted me so be nice pls :(
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teethextraction · 10 months ago
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from yesterday, the most inescapable hogtie I’ve been bound in so far🤎
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darkestheartbeat · 1 month ago
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I want you to look me in the eyes when I force you to stroke my cock. Give me that baby voice as you tell me how sad your family made you. Thank me when I tell you that I'm going to adopt you. That I'll be your new and better Dad.
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bulletforprettyboy · 3 months ago
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im just a freak that loves unbuckling my belt and strip teasing in front of my captive boyfriend. his excited squeals behind his gag, him not able to stop squirming in his seat. when i finally shove my cock down his throat, he's so happy and relieved to have me in his mouth that he throws up over, and over, and over again. making him cum orally is my favorite thing in the world. he just cant help himself. i'll keep thrusting until that all familiar clear bile is slicking me up nice and good. then when his voice is so raw he cant even speak, nevermind scream, i'll flip him around and tell him i saw his mom on the news today and that she looked a proper mess. crying, begging for her son to come home, looking as if she hadnt gotten a wink of sleep in a good week or so. i'll continue raping him until he's bleeding and unconscious.
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obsessionavecdescouteaux · 11 months ago
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Abducting her lover and taking him to an abandoned church where I slit his throat over the alter like a sacrificial lamb and force her to watch as I remove his heart
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k1ssable-k1nks · 1 year ago
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Thinking about...
Being kept in a closet that's been soundproofed with my hands cuffed over the clothing rod.
I am naked, blindfolded, and gagged with headphones on. I can't sit down and I'm left there for hours.
Most of the time is spent listening to various mantras about being submissive to my captors played with an overwhelming amount of moans and wet sounds behind it.
The last hour, the track switches over and a text to speech voice starts listing everything that could happen to me once the door opens, instilling a strong sense of fear as the list goes on.
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tyger-land · 4 months ago
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teethextraction · 10 months ago
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hogties are already so inescapable— when they decide to continue tying you up, wrists attached to your hair, is there really any point in fighting it?
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darkestheartbeat · 30 days ago
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My fauxcest kink truly stems from my feral Stockholm syndrome kink.
"Oh you weren't raised right if you got my attention. I'm going to take over and be your new family. They clearly failed you so I have to step in and make you happy."
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dmachina · 15 days ago
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You're precious to me, you know? Those little whimpers, as a bunny encaged within my jaw— I want to maul you. To shape you inside out with jarred teeth, and leave only the remnants of our distorted love. You speak with tones of frightened melodies, like an angel without wings. In this unforgiving nature, did you fall for me?
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obsessionavecdescouteaux · 10 months ago
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Sorry darling, I had to sedate you or else you’d scream. I know my basement may not be ideal, but soon enough it will feel like home to you
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