BREEDING THE EARTHLING
Chapter Five
Heavy footsteps thudded against the floor as a hulking figure lumbered forward from the crowd. Juro's eyes widened as they took in the alien's intimidating form. The alien stood well over seven feet tall, his massive frame encased in thick, armored plates the color of burnished bronze. His limbs were as thick as tree trunks, corded with slabs of muscle.
But it was the massive horn jutting from the center of alien's face that drew Juro's fearful gaze. Over two feet long, it curved wickedly to a sharp point, the surface ridged and textured. As Juro watched in horrified fascination, the horn began to vibrate, emitting a low, pulsing hum that seemed to reverberate through the human's bones.
"Ah, thank you Rorne for volunteering. The Cornet race uses their pronounced horns to communicate with potential mates," Professor Tok explained. "The frequency and pattern of the vibrations convey complex information about the individual's virility, health, and genetic compatibility."
Rorne stepped up to the breeding bench and leaned in close to Juro, the tip of his horn nearly brushing the human's cheek. Juro flinched away, but there was nowhere to go, pinned down as he was. The Cornet inhaled deeply, drinking in Juro's scent, then released a low hum that sounded approving.
The vibrations from Rorne's horn intensified, settling into a rhythmic thrumming that Juro felt resonate through his body.
To his dismay, Juro felt himself respond, his insides clenched and leftover fluids trickled out of his asshole.
"Ahh, excellent, the human is responding well to the Cornet's signals," Professor Tok said. "This bodes well for their coupling."
Rorne straightened up, the loss of the horn's vibrations leaving Juro feeling strangely bereft. But then the Cornet placed his massive, segmented phallus against Juro's belly.
The alien's cock was easily as long as Juro's forearm and nearly as thick as his wrist. The shaft was armored like the rest of Rorne's body, covered in interlocking plates and ridges. And just like the Cornet's horn, the massive organ vibrated, the thrumming traveling through Juro's body everywhere it touched. He could feel it pulsing against his skin, from the hollow of his throat, over his chest, down across his stomach.
Juro's eyes bulged in terror as he beheld the Cornet's tool. The vibrations emanating from the monstrous organ seemed to rattle his very bones. He began to thrash against his restraints, panic rising in his throat.
"No, please, it's too big!" Juro begged, voice cracking with desperation. "It won't fit, it'll tear me apart! You'll kill me!"
Professor Tok waved a dismissive tentacle. "Nonsense. We have excellent medical capabilities. Any damage incurred during the breeding process can be easily repaired. And your body has already proven quite adaptable." The alien replaced the Cornet between Juro's splayed legs and prodded the human's sopping wet hole with a suckerered appendage. "See? The prior seedings have relaxed your muscles and lubricated your passage quite thoroughly. You will accommodate Rorne's girth with only minor discomfort."
The Cornet alien hummed deep in his chest and, walking around the breeding chair, dragged his massive, vibrating shaft over Juro's trembling body. Rorne paused at Juro's chest, the tip of his cock hovering over one of the human's puffy, abused nipples.
With exquisite care, Rorne lowered his member until just the very tip brushed against Juro's sensitive peak. Juro gasped at the contact, back arching involuntarily. The vibrations from Rorne's cock seemed to intensify, focusing to a pinpoint of sensation on Juro's tender flesh.
Rorne began to trace lazy circles around Juro's areola, the thrumming tip of his cock sending shockwaves of sensation through the human's chest. Juro squirmed in his bonds, a broken moan escaping his lips as the alien teased and tormented his nipple.
The vibrations seemed to sink deep into Juro's tissue, stimulating nerves he never knew existed. His nipple pebbled and tightened, flushing an angry red as blood rushed to the surface. A strange warmth began to spread through his chest, centered on that single point of contact.
Rorne rumbled in approval, increasing the pressure. The segmented ridges of his cock scraped deliciously against Juro's tender flesh as the alien ground against him. Juro's toes curled as the intensity built. It felt like his entire body, every cell, was humming along with Rorne's vibrating member.
Just when Juro thought he couldn't take anymore, Rorne shifted to his other nipple, repeating the exquisite torment. Back and forth the alien moved, playing Juro's chest like an instrument, coaxing helpless cries of pleasure from the overwhelmed human.
To Juro's mingled horror and arousal, he felt his pecs begin to swell slightly, becoming fuller and heavier. His nipples seemed to grow more prominent, the nubs elongating as if reaching out eagerly for more of Rorne's touch.
"Fascinating," Professor Tok remarked. "The Cornet's vibrational frequency appears to be stimulating rapid tissue growth and accelerating the lactation process we initiated earlier. Most efficient."
Juro flushed with shame, but couldn't stop the needy whine that escaped him when Rorne finally pulled away from his chest. His nipples throbbed, feeling tender and swollen. They tingled strangely, an odd pressure building beneath the surface.
But Rorne wasn't done with him yet.
Satisfied with Juro's flushed, heaving chest, the ridged shaft bumped over each of Juro's ribs, scraping deliciously against his sensitive skin. It dipped into his navel, the tip probing the shallow divot and making Juro squirm.
Rorne positioned himself back between the human's spread open legs and dragged his massive cock lower. Lower still the vibrating member traveled, until it nestled in the vee of Juro's spread thighs. The Cornet angled his hips, pressing the underside of his shaft against Juro's taint. The human cried out as those powerful vibrations assaulted the sensitive strip of flesh between his stuffed hole and aching balls.
Juro's hips bucked helplessly as Rorne ground against him, stimulating his prostate from the outside. The relentless buzzing seemed to travel straight through him, making his insides quiver.
Rorne increased the pressure, the ridges of his cock catching on Juro's anal rim with each slow drag. The stimulation was maddening, teasing Juro's tender hole without actually penetrating. Juro's thighs trembled as he was edged closer and closer to release.
Just when Juro thought he might actually achieve orgasm from the external stimulation alone, Rorne pulled back. The Cornet alien rumbled in satisfaction at Juro's wrecked state - flushed and panting, cock drooling steadily, hole clenching hungrily around nothing.
Juro's entire body quivered with need, every nerve ending screaming for release. His neglected cock bobbed against his stomach, flushed an angry purple and leaking copiously. The clear fluid pooled in his navel.
Rorne loomed over him, his massive form blotting out the bright lights overhead. The Cornet's curved horn was still vibrating, the low thrum seeming to sync up with the frantic pounding of Juro's heart. The human's eyes were irresistibly drawn to the alien's enormous cock jutting proudly from between his muscular thighs.
Juro imagined how that vibrating cock would feel pressed against his own straining erection. Those powerful vibrations traveling directly from Rorne's shaft into his. He could almost feel the delicious friction of those textured plates rubbing all along his length. It would be pure ecstasy, every nerve sparking with rapture. He knew it would only take seconds of contact, the barest touch, and he would explode in the most intense orgasm of his life.
"Close," Juro rasped, his throat raw from begging and screaming. "I'm so close. Just put it on my dick--"
Professor Tok chuckled. "Now now, you know that's against the terms we agreed upon," the scientist admonished. "We can't have the subject reaching climax without being properly penetrated. It would defeat the purpose of the breeding program."
Juro shook his head frantically, tears of frustration leaking from the corners of his eyes. "I can't! It's too much... I'll die if I can't come--"
"Well then, the solution is obvious."
