Making First Contact (Patreon)

Whew boy! This one sure got away from me lol. One of the best and worst things about writing Patreon stories is the complete freedom regarding length. Nearly all the stories I've written have ended up longer than I meant but this is probably the most inflated one yet. I always forget how much I enjoy writing the non porn parts until I end up cutting upwards of 1,000 words of filler out of my smut story. Hopefully y'all don't mind a little extra build up and payoff!

The day had started out like any other: waking up before the crack of dawn to schlep all the way across the base, walk through more layers of security than the Pentagon, and finally sit down behind a microscope deep underground. For nearly a decade Natalia Petrova had been going through the same routine without fail. It was to be expected after she'd joined the Marine Corps but after a promising start her career had fizzled and died faster than she could blink. Her entire division had been reassigned and she was shunted off to the side along with everyone else the new General didn't have any interest in using. A dead end job doing what she loved might not have been so bad if she hadn't been on the brink of a major breakthrough with her own projects right before the restructuring. And though Natalia was still left to her own devices most of the time her new department's resources were so scarce she could barely make coffee without getting reprimanded for it.

With a complacent sigh she leaned away from her station and stretched, a quick glance at the clock revealing the nearly three hours she'd already lost that day. Looking around the office for something better to occupy her time and mind Natalia tied her raven hair into a loose bun and slowly pulled off her white lab coat. Perhaps the best benefit to being in her current situation was the ability to wear anything she wanted. Today, just to spite her traditionalist superiors, she'd gone with a loose fitting, long sleeved white blouse that showed off just the barest hint of her quite impressive cleavage. A black pencil skirt cut just high enough to reveal a bit more of her curvaceous body than was wise coupled with a pair of stockings and glossy red heels completed her often criticized look. A small, gold necklace with a single finely cut emerald, to match her glittering eyes, hung around neck, the only piece of jewelry on her otherwise untouched alabaster body. 

She was just about to return to her monotonous duties when a soft knock and equally timid voice stopped her in her tracks, “Corporal Natalia?”

“Hmmmm?”

She glanced over her shoulder at the source of the interruption, spotting her timid assistant saluting in the entryway, “Y-you wanted me to tell you when your sensor picked something up ma'am?”

“And did it?”

“Yes Ma'am.”

The corners of Natalia's mouth twitched as she slid off her seat and calmly said, “At ease Private. Thank you.”

She did her best to remain outwardly calm even while her heart and stomach were doing flips. Her bosses were universally unconcerned with any of the actual done in her lab outside of the costs and once she'd learned that Natalia wasted no time recreating her old projects. Though she didn't have more than an forgotten janitor's closet to work with that hadn't stopped one bit. Now, if Private Reyes' nervous message was any indication, her labors were finally starting to bear fruit. By the time she reached her 'secret' lab Natalia couldn't keep from smiling. After a quick look around to make sure she was as alone as she could be she stepped inside the closet. 

The moment she saw what Reyes' had reported Natalia couldn't stop herself, “YES!” She exclaimed, “I knew it! I KNEW IT!”

Half hidden behind piles of dusty cleaning supplies was a large communications array hooked up to an old laptop. The normally empty black screen was filled with ever expanding lines of text and the various antennae and dials behind it were going wild. In the time it took Natalia to kneel down in front of the keyboard a shower of sparks erupted from the large cable connecting her pet project to the mainframe. For longer than she cared to admit her jury rigged transmitter had been piggybacking off the base's radios to broadcast a variety of different forms of communication into space. Though she'd been refining it since it was a properly financed project Natalia had never seen more than a flicker, a ghost, of a response. But now someone or something had found it. And they were trying to communicate with her. Initially the text flying across the screen was too fast to comprehend but the moment she started typing back it stopped completely. 

All the data faded away to be replaced by a single word “Humaaaan”

More confused than ever Natalia briefly entertained the notion of trying to transmit an audio message before quickly typing, “Yes I am a human. What or who are you?”

For nearly a minute there was no response until finally a message appeared on screen “Leeeet meeee shoooow yoouu”

Natalia's heart skipped a beat and she immediately responded “How?”

Her finger was still on the enter key when she felt an inexplicable surge of fear and excitement. The world around her started to stretch and warp like she was looking through a broken telescope. Then, just as abruptly as it had started, the flood of sensations vanished and Natalia was sitting in the middle of a completely different room. It wasn't much bigger than the closet she'd just left but it was completely devoid of furniture or decorations of any kind. The 'metal' was a warm, comforting blue color and seemed completely seamless. As she pushed herself off the ground Natalia couldn't help but marvel at how smooth and organic it felt to the touch. It was unmistakably alien in every single aspect and even before she headed towards the wide opening that marked the only point of interest she knew exactly where she was. Sure enough as she stepped into a hallway comprised of the same material as the previous room Natalia was greeted with a floor to ceiling window almost within arms reach. On the other side of the glass, or whatever the object was made of, sat an endless expanse of glittering starts, swirling nebula, and even entire galaxies. It was the single most breathtaking thing she'd ever seen in her entire life.

“Doooo yoouu liikee iiiit?”

The question filled her mind like water filling a balloon, momentarily overwhelming Natalia before fading into the background like an errant thought. “It's amazing!” She said aloud, unsure of how to respond.

“Gooood . . . goood . . .”

“Did you bring me here just for the sights? Or was there something else you wanted?”

A sense of amusement that was not her own filled Natalia and the ponderous voice responded, “IIII liikee huumaanss . . .”

Even knowing full well she should be unnerved by that response Natalia smiled, feeling oddly complimented by the sentiment, “I see. Is there something you like do with us? Beside kidnapping of course.”

“Yeeees . . .”

A door to her right opened and Natalia stepped in with a growing sense of curiosity. The next room was slightly more furnished than the others, if only because it had  a more normal sized window and a small sill beneath it. Despite having no discernible light source it was just as well lit as the others. Without really knowing why she walked into the center of the room and looked around as though expecting someone or something to appear before her. There was no evidence the owner of the ship, planet, or space station she was on was even corporeal but for some reason Natalia knew she was going to meet them in that very room. Her certainty was proven right a few seconds later when a faint but chilling sound echoed from behind her. 

She quickly turned around, expecting to see some sort of humanoid being but was instead greeted with what looked to be a literal hole in the fabric of reality. The air around the tear seemed to shimmer and vibrate like the hole was giving off an intense heat. Inside the rip was a cornucopia of colors so vibrant and so intense Natalia couldn't look at it for more than a second without feeling like she was about to faint. Just as she finally tore her gaze away from the impossibly beautiful sight a large tendril emerged from the tear. At it's tip the tentacle was just a bit bigger than her calf and it only grew larger with every inch that slipped out. Through squinting eyes Natalia watched the almost perfectly clear appendage drift towards her with an air of purpose. All around her the sounds of new tears opening up echoed off the walls as dozens of different but similarly colored tentacles emerging to reach out to her. 

For the first time since building her communication device Natalia felt a pang of uncertainty. It was with a strange mixture of trepidation and longing that she slowly reached out to the first tendril, her fingers extending outwards until they finally made contact with the alien. An immediate sense of happiness filled her mind and she smiled despite her misgivings. At first the joy was not her own but the longer it continued to linger the more she could feel it infecting and overwhelming her. Whatever the tendril belonged to, whatever the voice in her head belonged to, was immensely happy. And though she wasn't quite sure why it would be so glad about such a simple action Natalia couldn't deny it was filling her with a kind of bliss she'd hadn't felt since childhood. Several new tendrils brushed against her back, sliding up her lab coat to coil around her shoulders like the arms of a lover while the first coiled around her hand. 

Much like the metal that made up her surroundings the tendrils felt unlike anything she'd ever experienced. While they looked slimy and even oily the tendrils felt as soft as silk. Every part of her bare skin they touched quickly erupted in goosebumps. It almost felt as though electricity was arcing from the tentacles directly into her body, every little touch sending a burst through her. Another soft rush of air at her feet heralded the opening of the last rip. Natalia looked down just in time to see the smallest appendage yet appear and begin weaving towards her. As it neared her face the end of the tendril curled into a small ball and gently brushed against her cheek. Not even realizing what she was doing Natalia leaned into the unexpected caress. Her eyes slowly drifted shut and her lips parted ever so slightly. She barely noticed the rush of endorphins that sent a shiver down her spine and made her heart skip a beat. 

It all felt so right she didn't even think about it when the smallest tendril unfurled and began tracing the outline of her lips. It felt so uncannily like a finger as it brushed against her painted skin she could almost believe it was. Yet the moment it moved a little deeper she remembered what the sensation was really coming from. Her eyes opened to see herself draped in tentacles with one tenderly moving across her mouth while the rest drifted inexorably across her shapely form. The tiniest part of her mind balked at what was happening and demanded she do something to stop it. But every other part of her wanted nothing more than for it to keep going, maybe even forever. With a shuddering gasp her lips opened even more, her eyes shut, and the tendril slid into her waiting mouth. Like she had with her fingers Natalia's tongue moved towards the approaching tentacle as another tremor of excitement rippled through her. 

After what felt like an eternity the probing appendage finally connected with her tongue and an explosion of stars appeared behind her eyelids. Natalia's lips closed around the tendril in an instant and it continued, uninterrupted, to coil around her tongue as though she were kissing a human. Somehow the feel and taste of the tentacle seemed maddeningly familiar and total alien at the same time. In just a few seconds of contact her entire mouth was strangely numb and her already overloaded brain swam in a haze of pleasure. She was so focused on the 'kiss' and everything that came with it she completely forgot about the rest of the tendrils roaming her body until they found what they were looking for. Her heart skipped a beat and she stiffened in surprise as a pair of tentacles as thick as her forearm curled around her massive breasts and squeezed. Even through her lab coat, blouse, and bra the sensation of being fondled and groped was enough to make the small stain in panties double in size.

It swiftly became clear that whatever the creature the tentacles belonged to was, it had been with a human woman before. While the thickest parts coiled around her tits the tapered ends flicked and teased her nipples. They knew exactly where and how to play with her chest in a manner than made Natalia's knees weak. But before she could collapse to the floor in a fit of barely contained arousal two more tendrils about the size of the ones assaulting her breasts slid around her legs. It was clear they were aiming for something even more responsive. She looked down in time to see the black fabric of her skirt stretch and strain from the intruding tendrils. The effortlessly slipped into the waist of her panties to simultaneously pull both them and her stockings down past her knees. A rush of warm air brushed against her suddenly naked pussy and Natalia instinctively tensed. She stiffened even more a split second later when she felt the unmistakable sensation of two alien tentacles brushing against her damp outer lips.

“Mmmfffmmm!” Natalia exclaimed, trying and failing to stop sucking on the tendril in her mouth long enough to speak.

She wasn't even sure what she would have said if real words had come out. There was no pretending she wasn't incredibly aroused by everything that was happening and even if she'd been fucked yesterday she'd still want to experience such a strange bevvy of sensations. If the alien even heard her inept attempt to speak it gave no indication and continued on as normal. The appendages teasing her nipples slipped between the buttons of her blouse and none too gently tore it open. After giving her bra the same treatment they paused above her large, swollen nipples for a fraction of a second. Then all of sudden the tips split open like the petals of a flower and the little 'mouth' formed at the end closed around her areola. They started sucking on her tits with more strength and gusto than any man she'd ever been with and it felt completely amazing. And while those two went to work on her chest the ones beneath her pussy suddenly split apart. Natalia moaned in surprise and unexpected delight when the soft tip of one of the tentacles pressed against her tight asshole. She'd always enjoyed anal play and through chance or foreknowledge the alien now knew that little fact about her. The tendril immediately started pushing against her tightly puckered hole. At first it could find no purchase and merely rubbed pleasurably against her backdoor for several toe curling seconds. 

Then, without any warning, it started to secret an amazingly hot fluid. The strange liquid was smeared all over her asshole in an instant and Natalia quickly found her body loosening. Yet even with the aid of whatever strange lubricant it produced the tentacle barely managed to find purchase in her ass. The first few centimeters just managed to slip in and the feeling of finally being properly penetrated was enough to make her body tense up in pleasure. Her back arched and her hips started to grind and gyrate against the tendril. Slowly but surely more and more started disappearing into her ass, her exit turned entrance spreading wider with each inch. It didn't take long for the tentacle to push past the spot only her longest dildo could reach. To her delight it didn't stop or even slow down as it continued traveling deep inside her body. The feeling of having something so thick reach that far into her was indescribably arousing and indescribably strange.

By contrast the tendril swaying and caressing her pussy didn't have the slightest bit of difficulty pushing inside her cunt. It slid all the way to her womb without slowing at all. The moment it reached her cervix it started to expand, so slowly at first she didn't even notice what was happening. But before long the walls of her slit started to tremble from the growing stimulation. Natalia was no strange to inflatable plugs and sex toys but having no control over them as they swelled was a completely different experience. It stopped just shy of breaking her pussy to keep her hovering on the perfect edge of pleasure and pain. The tip moved in small circles around the entrance to her womb, never quite pushing against it but never pulling away. At least not until it vanished completely from her cunt to leave Natalia utterly confused. She had just enough time to make a small, bewildered noise before her unasked question was answered.

Rather than replacing the initial tendril with an even bigger one, like she was hoping, the alien molesting her instead produced a horde of little ones. They promptly wormed their way into her pussy like an undulating horde while she was left to gasp and writhe in pleasure. The tentacle in her mouth furtively pulled away during one of her more explosive cries and the pair working on her breasts went into overdrive. Everything started working in perfect unison to send her right over the edge into her first and much needed climax. Her legs threatened to give out completely and she even started to collapse backwards from the sheer weight of all the pleasure being heaped upon her. Luckily the entity responsible for the sudden burst of ecstasy caught her before she'd fallen a few inches. It took hold of her wrists and ankles with even more tentacles, promptly lifting and holding her in the air like a writhing, moaning trophy. As the pleasure continued to rise and her body was overcome Natalia noticed a strange, slightly unnerving sensation welling up from her stomach. It felt as though she was about to throw up, her eyes even starting to water from the strange feelings. Her chest started to feel tight and her throat began to spasm.

A shower of spit and bile exploded from her mouth as a translucent tentacle exploded from her wrenched open lips. Convulsions wracked Natalia's body while tears streamed down her face and her eyes rolled back in her head. An indescribably miasma of sensations assaulted her, each one amplifying the others before folding in on itself and vanishing back into the roiling storm. Her throat burned from the force of the protruding tentacle, every slightest tremble of her thoroughly stuffed body only coaxing the tendrils skewing her. Never in her life had she felt so utterly and completely full. It was as though every nook and cranny of her supple form was being filled at the same time. The more she tried to focus on it the more aroused it all became. Coupled with her complete lack of control and the strangely skilled movements of her partner and Natalia was almost overcome with ecstasy.

The host of little tendrils swirling and writhing inside her pussy started to move in time with the her body's contractions. She could feel them swell as her cunt tightened and shrink as it loosened. What seemed like a million little fibers constantly brushed against the entrance to her womb, almost massaging her sensitive cervix to add a bizarrely comforting undercurrent of pleasure. Little by little her entrance started to give way as the stimulation began to mount. The moment her cervix opened wide enough an intertwined cluster slid into the deepest reaches of her body. Natalia let out a breathless gurgle around the tendril still jutting out of her bulging throat. Had she been able to look down she would have seen her belly subtly beginning to inflate from the ever expanding rush of tendrils. The walls of her pussy were stretched to the breaking point already but more continued to slither up her thighs and worm their way inside her slit. No matter how many she thought she could handle her alien paramour continued to add more. 

Only hen the number finally stopped increasing and the appendages instead started to bunch up and grow within her womb did Natalia learn the true meaning of her pleasure. Constant, crashing waves were already echoing out from her ravished cunt and the unexpected delight of having her asshole filled past it's breaking point would likely have been too much for her to take without finally losing her composure. But with the two little suction cups firmly attached to her breasts it was a wonder she could even form a rational thought. Every single tentacle started to move in unison: her body was lifted, turned, jiggled, and stretched every way possible. An endless flood of juices gushed out of her pussy while steady streams of spit dribbled down her cheeks. Even her massive, heaving tits were spurting milk with the efficiency of a new mother, the creamy fluid trickling down her half naked body to join the ever expanding puddle beneath her. And through it all she was wracked with the kind of feelings her mind could have never possibly predicted.

Even if she'd been able to keep track of anything Natalia wouldn't have been able to recount how many orgasms she'd experienced. Every single one seemed to blend effortlessly into the next with even the lowest points vastly outstripping the best climaxes she'd had on Earth. At some point she felt the tentacle inside her throat retreat back into her belly and she was able to take the first full breath in what seemed like days. It remained buried in her ass even after disappearing from her stomach and continued to swell and writhe around in time with the rest of the tentacles within her. For one brief second Natalia was able to collect her thoughts and think about what she'd just gone through. But then everything started moving again and she threw her head back in a hoarse scream of exultation. The intertwined mass inside her womb started to retreat a few moments later, every individual tendril breaking away from the cluster to slide languidly out of her ravaged pussy. Each and every one made sure to brush, press, caress, or prod her g spot on their way out and Natalia was once more propelled into a state of unbridled ecstasy.

As the many intruding tendrils slipped free of her body Natalia was slowly lowered to the floor. She continued to writhe and moan long after the last tentacle emerged from her pussy as the two attached to her breasts and the one inside her ass remained. The sudden, toe curling spikes of pleasure gradually faded into a background ripple with every second that slipped by. Her large, heaving breasts continued to stretch and bounce at the whims of the appendages still latched on. She could even feel her cunt still gaping wide from the sheer volume of tendrils that had been filling her only moments ago. The slick pink walls of her slit expanded and contracted in time with every breath filling her sore lungs. After an indeterminate amount of time the remaining tentacles retreated as well, the first pulling out of her ass with an embarrassing squelch to leave both her holes spread wide enough to fit her fist in. Shortly thereafter the suckling tentacles ceased their endless pumping and detached from her puffy, slightly sore nipples as well.

In a flash Natalia was left flat on her back, lying in a puddle of her own juices without the faintest idea how her little pet project had led to such a spectacular find. Little by little her wits returned to her, giving her a chance to comprehend the absurdity of what she'd just gone through. She couldn't even begin to understand what had come over her but she could still feel remnants of her lurid desires buried away in the darkest parts of her mind. She'd always told her friends that fucking some monster from a fantasy book or sci fi story would've been preferable to a human and apparently that prediction was spot on. Thankfully she wasn't one to feel guilty about her actions, not that she should, no matter how insane they might seem to someone else. 

“I guess hentai really is my favorite kind of porn.” She thought.

“Whaat'ss heentaaii?” The voice in her head asked.

Natalia laughed the moment she heard the question and felt the overwhelming sense of curiosity inside her skull, “Just something humans like.” She said aloud, “I think you'd get a kick out of it too.”

“Hmmmm . . . caaaan yoouu shoooow meeee?”

“Sure, but you'll have to send me back to Earth first.”

“Yoouu waaant toooo goooo baaaack?”

A distinct sense of melancholy accompanied the alien's question and Natalia couldn't help but feel a little sorry for it. The obvious answer was 'of course' but after feeling how if felt about that prospect she wasn't so sure anymore. Of course she could still feel it's presence in her brain while all her conflicting thoughts swirled around and the the sadness quickly faded in resignation. Clearly the being had some sort of plan for her and she'd just inadvertently ruined it. Before Natalia had a chance to say anything or try to salvage the situation the voice spoke once more.

“Goodbyyee huumaannn . . .”

“Wait! What if I want to come back?”

“Juuusst aaassskkk”

All at once her body was filled with the same strange rush of fear and excitement as the air crackled around her and the world seemed to stretch and disappear. Before she could even produce a sound Natalia was back in her closet hideaway, her soiled clothes once more hiding her sore body. The ensuing confusion and adrenaline wasn't as strong as before but it was still more than enough to leave her breathless and a little dazed. As her mind slowly returned to her and what she'd just experienced began to sink in she couldn't help but grin. Somehow the completely banal appearance of her 'office' seemed surreal in the wake of her newfound knowledge. She was still reeling from it all and had she not been so sore, satisfied, and disheveled part of her might have even tried to pass it off as a mere flight of fancy. Thankfully Natalia was a scientist above all else and what she'd just been through needed to be documented, for herself if nothing else.

Holding onto the shelves for dear life she slowly pulled herself off the floor and made the first shaky steps out of the closet and towards the office. It was difficult to tell whether it was her time in space or the insane sex she'd had was the cause of her body's unwillingness to respond but every stride felt like she was trying to control a piece of machinery she'd never operated. Normally her main lab was less than a minute from her secret one but it took Natalia nearly ten to get within sight of it. She was forced to alternate between leaning heavily against the walls and stopping to catch her breath on the many the many chairs situated outside  the other offices. When she finally set foot inside her own work station Natalia was more physically exhausted than she'd ever been. Fortunately her mind had no such limitations and the moment she sat down in her chair it started racing once more.

“No one will ever believe me . . .” She lamented, her fingers closing around a small recording device, “And even if someone does I can never tell them the whole truth. My superiors would fire me on the spot . . .”

As she pressed the button to start recording her experience Natalia's thoughts slowed and she began to dwell on the ramifications of her actions. As amazing and eye opening as the even had been there was no way she could spin it without getting in trouble. At best she'd gone AWOL for however long she'd been . . . wherever she was and at worst she'd directly defied orders from just about every officer on base. And with what she'd learned Natalia knew she wouldn't be able to keep it a secret forever. Her entire life had been building up to what she discovered and finally being proven right was too heavy a truth to keep to herself. Some of her staff may buy her story, some may even genuinely believe her, but to the rest she'd be no better than the crazed rednecks screaming about U.F.O. abductions. 

Sadly the more she thought about it the more only one route made any sense. It was beyond crazy and definitely not what she expected to happen with her life, even in her wildest dreams, but it really was the most logical solution. And the best way to fulfill many of her lifelong aspirations at once. She slowly set down her recorder and pushed herself away from the desk. After one last look at what she would likely never see again Natalia straightened and took a deep breath. Somehow she knew her alien correspondent was still watching, still listening. Unclipping her I.D. and setting on the chair she tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

“I'm ready to go.”

Some time after her second departure Natalia watched with an awestruck smile as stars and planets flashed past the command deck of her new home in breathtakingly beautiful bursts of light. She and several of her coworkers had elected to leave Earth with consciousness discovered on the ship and none of them regretted it for a moment. The sounds of her friends discovering the alien's fondness for human women the same way she had filled the bridge and made her smile just a little wider. Natalia herself was bent over the main console, her large breasts bouncing against the front while a pair of slick tendrils pounded her ass and pussy. No matter what she was doing or where she was doing it if she wanted stress relief she merely needed to ask.

Her fingers clenched the smooth blue metal a little harder and she let out a little whimper before saying, “Are you ever going to tell me your name?” A feeling of amusement filled her mind and the tentacles inside her swelled even more, “I suppose it doesn't matter. I'll settle for you telling me where we're going?”

“Beeeeyoooond . . .”