Thread: Stranded Explorers [futas, tentacle monsters, penis-milking] (Biles & Acitar)

Lanteia's dreams of finding the archaeological mother-lode seemed to be not so far fetched to begin with after herself and her partner in crime, Zia had graduated from the Galactic Archaeology Academy. Though given their unproven and novice status within the grand scheme of things the thought of cruising through the stars in a fully equipped exploration ship was soon grounded in the realisation all they could get was a long-range shuttle with 'One previous owner'. Undeterred the two heard from a dubious source about the find of the century hidden deep within a restricted zone, a ringed planet that could house enough findings to set the two up for life and beyond for little effort. Lanteia had of course voiced her concerns to Zia but eventually they had both set off with visions of wealth and fame in their eyes. Of course it ended up being far more short lived and a lot more serious than both of them could have ever expected before they had even really begun. After not telling border checkpoints, military outposts and patrolling ships along the edge of the restricted zone they were even going in, no-one would have been looking for them for quite a while given they had requested extended leave as well. As soon as the shuttle was in orbit everything that could go wrong went wrong, sending the two girls plunging at dangerous speed through the atmosphere and into a violent if not initially fatal crash. -------------------------------------------- Several days after being marooned it finally began to sink in, they were going to be here for a long time before anyone would even start looking for them, despite the force they had hit the thick jungle canopy with it barely left it's mark in the humid alien jungle they now found themselves in. It had taken them several days to recover what they could, most of their archaeology equipment was destroyed beyond repair though luckily the survival equipment and a good portion of the food and water had survived. However, Lanteia had noticed the effects of the atmosphere as much on, Zia as herself it was a subtle almost imperceptible sweet, musky smell on the wind and it was laced with aphrodisiacs. The effects were subtle to begin with until the humidity had forced them to wear less and less clothing and she often had to avert her gaze from Zia's swollen member threatening to tear through the thongs she had chosen to wear. Lanteia was at present more practically dressed, a small pair of shorts, hiking boots and one of Zia's turtlenecks which was barely keeping her breasts from falling out already. In comparison she was fair skinned, freckled and blonde and much smaller when it came to the size of her cock though as Zia slumped back against one of the boxes they had unloaded it was clear she was once again incredibly aroused. She knew her partner in crimes skills, which is why this environment was extra dangerous for them both as she leant back against the same box, trying to ignore the dull pulsing throb of her own cock in her shorts, almost afraid to answer the question. I don't know.. What do you do for fun on an alien planet when stranded? She kept gazing off into the distance almost afraid to look Zia in the eyes, though she could almost feel that wicked grin of hers.