Thread: No Longer Will Ariana "Break Free" {darkest_fate&aliys}

Normally, Srixx wouldn't have bothered with something like this. The Slythorian bounty hunter didn't deign to do such low grade targets. He tackled dangerous creatures the known scum of the universe. Not only did he tackle them, but he always brought them in, and he brought them in alive . His reputation ranked him as one of the top ten of his kind in the galaxy, and he intended to stay there. Being the top would be horrible, but being in range, well, that was another story. that was the kind of publicity that money couldn't buy. Technically, so was this gig. The outside universe Known Universe to most had encountered Earth ages ago. Most aliens didn't bother with the planet, except possibly to screw around. Some younger aliens liked to go there to fuck with the species draw weird circles, abduct yokels, maybe even literally fuck with the locals. After all, where else would the damn echnida have come from if not some horny fucking alien who couldn't keep his seeder tucked away? Though everyone loved Earth's pop culture. There was just something ever so enjoyable about it, especially anything that had to do with outer space and aliens. The Earthlings had a unique knack for guessing what species looked like, which thrilled most aliens that had close copies. Their imagination was truly impressive. As was their porn. Most asserted that Earthlings were among the top five or so horniest creatures in the entire galaxy, at least according to what was sent. Nearly every program discussed relationships to some degree, and the amount of outright adult pornography was staggered. Earthling females in particular drew note, especially as they were apparently among the few races in the galaxy to carry their young inside , which made them perfect for interstellar brothels and breeding pits. Lately, a music video had reached the aliens, one involving a young Earthling female gyrating in a manner that enticed many. It enticed Yoddu the Boss to such a degree that he'd sent out a truly impressive reward for any hunter daring enough to abduct this, this Earthling. Srixx didn't really need the money, though the prestige of the job would actually bump him up at least one notch on the rankings, which would be fun, as he'd had a friendly rivalry with the hunter just above him. No, what made Srixx do it was his own damn seeder. His race actually didn't look horribly alien, certainly not to the extent Yoddu's and several other's did, at least, not for the earth creatures. Yes, he had teal skin that had a rough texture his people had evolved to be resistant to laser fire and most weaponry to some degree, but he also had two arms, two legs, two eyes, and the standard bipedal structure. He also had hardened nails that could technically cut through just about anything, various sacs that could produce a veritable plethora of toxins and other altering chemicals, and other adjustments that would likely seem shocking to an Earthling. Not the least of these would be his long rubbery tongue. Dark blue, it could technically slide out roughly one earth foot, and he could also activate glands on it to add various... effects. It was no wonder his race had opted to become bounty hunters and warriors. They also only mated rarely. The male needed release far, far more than the females of the species, which had quite literally caused wars in the past. For a male's seeder would swell and continue to grow in accordance with time, passing cycles, and hormones. Most men literally needed to seed something fairly regularly in order to prevent their genitals from getting in the way. The females would often use the male's cycles to get what they wanted, and it was apparently part of the mechanism to keep the father around to tend to the offspring. It didn't help that they all had a biological need to continue their lines. And Srixx's had certainly started demanding his attention. His seeder bulged unseemly, actually stretching his armor out so that there was a gap between the plates. Yabbu hadn't particularly cared if his little Earthling captor remained untouched, so Srixx figured he'd Seed her, let her bear his young, then hand her over to the boss. His prestige should grow, and the unique addition of earth traits could help his line tremendously. Certainly a win all around. Except, perhaps, for the girl in question. Srixx had been careful, using stealth tech to wait till his target separated from her usual crowd of hangers-on. Then he'd sprung, using one of his own toxins to render her unconscious. His deep blue lips had curled into a smile, and he'd gently caressed her. Far, far softer than his females. Yes, certainly a good choice. So Srixx the the bounty hunter had captured the earthling Ariana Grande. He'd then activated his ship's systems to immunize her against any and all diseases and whatnot. While he'd been at work, he'd opted to give her a universal translator, figuring that she'd need it. Srixx opted for the less invasive procedure, which required circling the female's neck with a white band that worked to translate incoming sound into intelligible thought. Then, he'd insisted that his ship produce a synthetic outfit that would fit his own lusts and image. It had done so . Now the unconscious earth female lay on a couch in Srixx's cabin. It was quite comfortable, as Srixx knew that the seeding would be pain enough. It was either his cabin or the holding cell, and he didn't fancy seeding in the cells even he didn't know how sanitary they were. If Ariana fought, she'd end up there, simple as that. If not, she could stay in the cabin on the fairly plush furniture. He wasn't there, but he was monitoring her, keeping watch, keeping track. His seeder pulsed with the thought of what was to come, and his long tongue wet his lips in sheer anticipation.