A soft thud reverberated around the hull of the Planet Express ship as it docked with the derelict spacecraft. Leela had been on the way back from a quick delivery to a space station when the ship's sensors had picked up the drifting craft. It seemed like a good opportunity for some exploration. The craft was an old one, its make and model unknown to her database. It was large, at least three or four times the size of the Planet Express ship.
With a hiss of equalizing pressure, the airlocks opened and Leela boarded the craft. The derelict was eerily quiet. Leela took a moment or two to glance around before looking at her wrist device and pulling up a schematic of the craft, her other hand never drifting too far from the blaster that hung at her hip. It was an older model, but still worked just as well as the day it was made and it made her feel just a bit more comfortable having it to hand.
The ship was like a ghost town, there was no sign that anyone had passed through here in years. Room after room was empty, or filled with long-derelict machinery. It wasn't until she got closer to the engine room that she started to pick up some strange signals from her wrist device. The engine itself was in a sorry state, covered in cobwebs and dust. The plasma coils were all but non-functional, some of them even having collapsed under their own weight.
The readout on her wrist device indicated a possible life sign in the vicinity, although it was a weak signal. Leela slowly made her way around the engine bay, trying to find the source of the signal. It seemed to be coming from a large bank of equipment lockers in the rear of the bay. She slowly approached the lockers, her eyes flickering between them and the readout on her wrist. The signal was emanating from the centre locker. As she came closer, the signal strengthened.
Cautiously, Leela reached out with one hand towards the locker, but before her fingers reached it the door clanged open and a long, green tentacle s naked out, wrapping itself around her wrist and dragging her forward. She let out a yelp of surprise and quickly drew her blaster with her free hand, firing a laser bolt at the tentacle where it emerged from the locker. Leela jolted backwards as the tentacle was severed, unwrapping from her wrist and falling to the floor with a wet splat, where it twitched and squirmed.
"What the fuck..?" Leela panted softly as she looked at the tentacle flopping on the ground, then back at the locker. The door was hanging slightly ajar and there seemed to be no sound or movement behind it. Leela watched it cautiously for a few moments, aiming her blaster at it before she took a step forward. As soon as she moved, the door burst open again and a mass of tentacles surged out towards her. The purple-haired mutant managed to fire one shot before one of the thick, slimy tentacles wrapped around her wrist and yanked her hand aside, the blaster pointing uselessly towards the ceiling.
"Shit!" Leela tried to pull her arm free but the thing's grip was too tight, s he couldn't break free of it's grasp. She watched as more tentacles writhed towards her, wrapping around her ankles and yanking her feet out from under her so she fell back against the floor with a painful thud. More of the tentacles wrapped around her other arm and body, keeping her pinned down and unable to move while one thick tentacle undulated between her muscular thighs and pressed up against her pussy, making her gasp as it pushed against her mound through her thin leggings, "What the fuck is this, some kind of horny space slug?"
She grunted as the tentacle pressed insistently against her pussy, rubbing back and forth against it as she clenched her thighs, she could feel the wetness growing in her pussy as it rubbed against her. She bit her lip and tried to focus on not getting horny, but it was hard to resist that invader going straight to her vulnerable cunt. She grunted and groaned as she tried to think of other things, mundane things like fixed points in time, geometric formulas and the like, but it was no good, her resolve was weak and she couldn't stop her body from reacting instinctively, her pussy was getting wetter and wetter, the crotch of her pants growing damper by the second as the tentacle rubbed against it.
" O-oh fuck.." She whispered to herself as she felt the tentacle slide upwards until it found the waistband of her pants and pushed underneath, tugging the stretchy material down a little as it moved back between her thighs, the slimy appendage now rubbing right against her naked pussy lips and clit, making her shudder in delight as it caressed her most sensitive area, "Oh fuck..shit..."
She cried out as the tentacle abruptly rammed itself inside her, penetrating her in one quick thrust as she felt her cunt being stretched wide open to accommodate it's girth. She gasped and moaned as it started fucking her, wet squelching sounds echoing through the room as the tentacle slammed in and out of her pussy. Her whole body was shivering in delight as hot arousal coursed through her, her muscles clenching and squeezing on the thick tentacle fucking her, "Oh God, oh fuck..this isn't...oh shit...right...but it feels so..."
The tentacle fucking her pushed in and out faster and faster, slamming into her harder and harder with each thrust, stretching her pussy lips wide around it's wet shaft as she felt it plough into her over and over again. Her breathing was coming in quick gasps and she could feel an orgasm building up inside her, "Oh God, I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum...!" Suddenly the tentacle rammed itself deep inside her and started shaking frantically, a ripple moving down it's length as it sent waves of intense pleasure through her body, "Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!"
She screamed in ecstasy as she felt the tentacle squirming wildly inside her pussy, spewing some kind of liquid into her as she clenched her teeth and arched her back, her whole body tensing up as an orgasm ripped through her, shaking and quivering as the liquid from the tentacle flooded into her. She moaned loudly as the tentacle kept squirming around inside her for a few more moments, before finally it slid out of her with a wet popping sound.
Panting and gasping, Leela slowly opened her eye as she felt the tentacles release her, allowing her to fall limp against the floor, her whole body shuddering in aftershocks from the intense orgasm she had just experienced. "W-What the fuck...just happened?" She panted, her mind still swimming as she felt her naked pussy throbbing and pulsing from the excitement, her leggings pulled halfway down her thighs, thick fluid drooling out of her and onto the floor. "Did I just cum from being molested by an alien tentacle monster?" She asked herself, her head still swimming as she tried to make sense of what had just happened.
A little while later, she was sitting at a table in the medical bay wearing just her tanktop and boots, her damp leggings folded over the back of another chair. A quick scan had revealed that the thick fluid that the tentacle had pumped into her didn't carry any diseases and was not compatible with her mutant DNA, so there was no risk that it had impregnated her. She had picked up the severed piece of tentacle that had still been twitching around on the floor next to her and was now observing it as it was safely locked in a containment unit.
It appeared none the worse for wear, the severed end of it seemingly fully healed, the thick appendage squirming around inside the box that housed it. She could hear it making faint squelching noises as it moved, and she couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of arousal as she stared at it.
After taking a short while to gather herself, Leela decided that the best course of action was to just leave the ship and call the authorities who could send a properly equipped team to handle whatever the thing in the engine room was. She picked up her leggings and the crate, figuring that she'd bring it to the Professor for him to study; there might be some money in the discovery. As she passed by the engine room she glanced inside and spotted her blaster on the floor by the lockers; it had slipped from her fingers in her pleasure and she had forgotten it when she had left the room, only bringing the piece of tentacle with her.
Leela hesitated a moment or two before setting down the crate with her leggings on top of it and walking slowly into the engine room. She walked over to the lockers, keeping an eye on them as she crouched down to pick up her blaster from the floor. Just as she picked it up, the locker door opened once more but slowly this time, a pair of slimy tentacles flopping out onto the ground. Leela straightened up, keeping her gun aimed at the tentacles as they lazily squirmed around, watching them with fascination as one of them started to reach out towards her.
Now that she knew she wasn't in any danger of being impregnated by the things and that they seemingly didn't want anything more than to just fuck her and let her go, a part of her was seriously starting to consider just letting them fuck her again. She bit her lip thoughtfully as she looked at the thick, slimy tentacle that was approaching her, the tip slowly undulating back and forth as it got closer to her.
Leela considered it for a few moments longer before she took a step back, turning away for a moment to set her blaster down on a table and then pull off her tanktop, leaving her naked apart from her boots. Her body was strong and muscular yet feminine, with curves in all the right places, especially her meaty thighs and buttocks, and her large, heavy breasts.
She walked back over to the locker and the pair of tentacles that were emerging from it and sat down on the floor in front of them. She spread her strong thighs, presenting the tentacles with her shaved mound as she rested back on her hands, "Come on then," she purred, "Show me what you've got."
