Crossbreeding Attempt III

Story by DaveTFG

Heya all. Sorry this isn't the next chapter of Poolside, but I'm trying to get that one down as soon as I think it's good enough. Just having some blocks atm.

Meanwhile, I've had a Futa/Male plot bunny zoo in my head recently, and so, when my internet died for most of last night, I decided to write down the latest one I'd had. I think it's ok, maybe a bit rushed in places, but that's where my brain just stopped. Hope you guys like it!

Warnings for: Futa/male, aliens, mpreg.

Enjoy!

Crossbreeding Attempt III

DEPARTMENT OF XENOBIOLOGY: FERTILITY DIVISION

NEW MESSAGE!

CROSSBREEDING ATTEMPT III

EARTH MISSION: XVII

MESSAGE FROM: BHENO, CHIBLEXICA

MESSAGE SENT: 4 LAVS, 23 CABS AGO

MESSAGE MARKED: URGENT

MESSAGE BEGINS:

“This is Xenobiologist Chiblexica Bheno, recording started at local time 22:34, home time 35:23, eighth of Noosp. This will be crossbreeding attempt III, between myself and Human male specimen. As already recorded, the previous two attempts were... unsuccessful. Subject is currently intoxicated on alcohol, a primitive substance used to incite an inebriated state. While undesirable, it was necessary in order to gain his co-operation.”

“Wow, Christina, you live here? You must be making a hell of a lot more than me to afford the rent on this place.”

“I know, right? I made a few good investments in college, helped me get a jump-start on somewhere to live. Another drink?”

“Sure, don’t mind if I do.” {Sipping noises} “So, why’d you invite me back here? We could have checked out that new bar the others were headed to.”

“Eh, once you’ve seen one bar, you’ve seen them all. Besides, I was hoping you’d come back with me, Dave. I’ve... kinda been wanting to get to know you better, after working with you for so long...”

“Well, that sounds like good reasoning to me.” {Chuckling} “Whoa, what’s in this drink? Seems to be a bit strong.”

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fi--” {slumping noise}

{Shuffling noises}

“Male specimen is now unconscious, and restrained to the breeding apparatus. I shall initiate the breeding procedure when he regains consciousness.”

RECORDING CUTS.

RECORDING RESUMES.

“It has been approximately 34 cabs since the end of the last recording. The subject is starting to regain awareness.”

“Ugghhh... holy fuck, my head... Christina? Is that you?”

“I’m here, Dave.”

“God, my head hurts so much... hey, I can’t move! What the-- Christina? Why can’t I move?”

“I restrained you, to make the procedure easier.”

“Procedure? What procedure?”

“Mating with you.”

“...what? Look, if you wanted to fuck, you coulda just said.”

{Sigh} “Humans and their simplistic terms. I wanted to fuck, it’s just more complicated than that.”

“Complicated how? You wanted a relationship out of it? I wouldn’t be against that, you know I’ve been single for over a year.”

“It’s complicated for many reasons.”

“Like what?”

“Chax! You’re so zelling stubborn! Like this!” {shimmering sound}

{Pause of 40 rels}

“Holy fuck.”

“See? I said it was complicated.”

“You’re blue.”

“So what? You’re pink. You know how odd that is?”

“You’re blue, and you have tentacles for hair.”

“Your hair used to be scales, at least mine has a cool history.”

“You’re blue, you have tentacles for hair, and you have a massive cock.”

“My inseminator? So what, surely you’ve seen one before?”

“Yeah, just not like that. Not one that’s two feet long.”

“I know, it’s small. I’m only a scientist. Anyway, try to relax, and I’ll try to make it as pleasurable for you as possible.”

“Wait, what?”

“I told you, I wanted to mate with you.”

“You didn’t say that you wanted to fuck me with a two foo-- oh my God, it’s still growing.”

“Ok, I’ll make this simple for you. I am a Sirian, from Sirius Prime. Our race infiltrated Earth in secret 8 of your years ago and has been studying it ever since. This is one of the studies, to crossbreed with Humans, and you’re the lucky guy who’s gonna carry a Human/Sirian baby. Or two. Or more.”

“Well, you obviously didn’t study me well enough, or you’d know that I can’t carry babies.”

“You can’t? That’s certainly a shame. Hang on a moment.” {Footsteps for a few rels, pause, then more footsteps} “Now, hold on, I’m just going to scan your internal anatomy.”

“For what?”

“Just... hang on... done. Huh, no place for embryo development. That’s odd, we’ll have to do something about that.”

“You should have selected a girl.”

“Don’t be stupid, everyone knows females ca

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