"Alli, your mother and sister are sooo nice!"
"I know. Did you enjoy that little family dinner, Sky?"
"A lot! I understand why you are so amazing now."
"Hehe. Yes. I was raised okay, I suppose."
It was Friday night, and my lovely parasite and I slowly walked back from a small family dinner. I had a mother, a brother, and a sister. Since my brother worked overseas, it was just my mother and sister tonight. Skylar was very quiet during the whole evening as she didn't want to cause any trouble around my family. Anyway, her desire to learn more about interpersonal relationships was greater than her desire to tease me.
"Your mother really wants you to find a boyfriend."
"Haha. Yes, I know. But it's not going to happen now. And it's not like I can introduce you to her. It sucks. She wouldn't understand that I'm dating a parasite from space."
"Awww, sorry."
"No, don't be sorry. It's not your fault, and I regret nothing. We are happy together, so that's all that matters."
"Yes. We will figure it out as we go, I suppose."
Walking along the path following the river wasn't a shortcut, but Skylar and I just wanted to relax and chat after our first intense week as a couple. We spotted an empty bench facing the illuminated park and decided to sit on it to enjoy the freshness of the night.
I didn't have to ask Skylar anything. She knew what I liked. Under my clothes, she crawled all over me and turned into a full catsuit with a high neck. She loved to keep me warm that way, and the way she undulated all over my skin made this the best hug ever.
"Mmm... I love when you do that, Sky."
"I'm glad cause I love it too."
"Hehe. There is nobody around. Cover my head too. My ears are cold."
"Sure."
Why not? Wearing a latex hood wasn't a crime anyway. So, who cared if someone saw me looking like a fetishist woman? Skylar quickly crawled around my head and only left my eyes and mouth open. I already felt sexier.
"Mmm... That feels good. It's crazy, uh? We had so much sex this past week, yet, I'm not tired of it at all."
"I'm making sure you stay as healthy as you can be. Plus, this week, we didn't have sex the same way we had on Monday. So it was light sex."
"Monday? When you encased me in a hard shell all night? Haha. That was nuts. Yeah, we can't do that every day, or else I'll lose my mind."
"Do you still like your belly tattoo, Alli?"
"Oh, I love it. But I'm worried now. It looks almost complete, so my padlock is going to close after my next orgasm or two."
"Hehe... it's possible."
"Then what?"
"Then you'll never cum agaaain! Neveeer!"
"Haha. Maybe that wouldn't be too bad. But seriously, how will I unlock it?"
"Not sure yet. We will need to talk about it and find a fun idea."
That was such a nice little game. Everybody should play it, even though they don't have a parasite to assist. Skylar had tattooed a very nice tribal heart just above my pussy, and the more I came, the more the lines filled up. In the middle of it was that drawing of an open padlock. When I would reach my fiftieth orgasms, the padlock was supposed to close, and it would prevent me from cumming again as long as it remained in that state. At first, the idea turned me on very much, but after a week, seeing how close I was from getting to that point, I did my best to save some orgasms for later. Not only doing this kept me aroused, but on top of it, it kept our sex life at a more reasonable level.
But we had not decided yet what we would do once the padlock drawing had locked.
"Sky... Make me cum now."
"Really? Just like that?"
"Yes. I want to complete my tattoo."
"Hehe. Like this?"
"Mmmm... yeees!"
There was no deep penetration this time. Her little tendrils simply wrapped around my clit and tickled it delightfully.
"Aaah... That feels so good. Aggrlll..."
"Hehe... You are always moaning too loudly. I'll gag you, so we don't get in trouble."
"Mmmpph!"
I mmmphed my approval. Yes, please. Her tentacle entered my mouth and filled it like a glove. I would never get tired of this feeling. She also closed my eye holes for good measure, and I was now secretly encased in my alien skin in the middle of a public place with only two small nostrils as air intakes. This was so perverted and delicious.
As she worked hard on my case, the only thing that really worried me was if I were to be discovered in that state. It would certainly revive the pyromaniac fetishist story. The media had somewhat stopped talking about it, and in the end, new investigation elements and testimony had ruled out my criminal responsibility. The fire was caused by that forgotten pot of oil on the stove by that lady while she was on the phone, and the videos from the witnesses clearly showed that Skylar had saved the boy from the raging flames. They also concluded that the strange fetishist heroine was dead. Seriously, nobody could have survived that fall from that bridge. Still, they had no clue who wore that "latex suit" outside a very poor description from the mother, the only person who had actually seen me before I entered the house. She was so panicked that she remembered absolutely nothing.
"Mmmmphh!"
"Are you close already? You are such an orgasm machine, Alli. I love it!"
"Mmhmmm!"
Skylar was doing such a good job at rubbing my clit. Every single time, my mind turned into pink fuzz, and my eyes rolled up. I wish I had met her earlier. I always loved sex, but none of my previous partners had managed to satisfy me like this before. Turning into a depraved sex toy in bed for fun has always been what I desired, but not many people had succeeded in making me feel that way--none, in fact. I suppose I was too strong and confident for most males. But Skylar didn't have any trouble controlling my sexuality and pushing me in every direction at once.
And then it happened. I fell down the bench on my fours and came ridiculously hard. Maybe other people in the park were staring at me acting like a cow in heat, but I couldn't care less.
"MMMMPH! MMMPH! MMPHHH!"
"Haha. You are so fun to watch, Alli."
"Mmmph! Mmmph!"
That was a long one too. My parasite was pretty good at keeping me up there and making me ride my orgasm. She kept saying that she wasn't tampering with my brain, but sometimes I wondered if it was true.
I collapsed in the grass and panted through my small, constricted nostrils. But then, I felt something warm on my lower belly where my tattoo was. Not being a fool, I had a pretty good idea about what was happening.
"Uh, oh, Alli! You better look at this. Hehe."
"Mmm?"
I felt Skylar crawling off my lower belly, so I raised my shirt and pushed down my pants with my thumb to expose my sexy tattoo. When I saw it, a wave of excitement ran through my veins. This was so much better than I had anticipated.
It was amazing. It was glowing pink, and of course, the padlock in the middle of the heart had closed. It was so pretty and intriguing.
When Skylar crawled out of my mouth, I could finally express my contentment.
"Wooow! Sky! How did you do that? It's glowing."
"Hehe. I just used the right chemical elements. It will only glow at night, though."
"It's so prettyyyy!"
"And it's so... chaste."
"Right. Haha. So now I can't cum anymore?"
"Yes, and I will also keep your arousal level at a healthy level."
"Uh? What does that mean?"
"It means this..."
I wasn't sure what she was doing at first, but quickly enough, I realized that I had this lingering arousal feeling that was usually not there unless I was stimulated the right way. It was the perfect level that would make me want to ask for sex. Was she serious? Would she really do this to me?
"Mmm... Skyyy! That's mean!"
"I think it's great. It will make you work hard at unlocking your padlock."
"You can be so evil!"
"Hehe. It's because I love you. Let's go home, Alli. Then we can play some more."
"Mmmm... I guess I wouldn't mind."
***
"Pleaaase!?"
"No, Sky. You said we would play tonight. Not watch TV."
"Awww... But we will play after! I promise."
"Right! Last time, you spent the next hour trying to understand why you failed."
Skylar didn't annoy me often, but I just wanted to slap her butt when she acted like that. Too bad she didn't have one. A while ago, during a random discussion at work, she convinced herself that she could guess the lottery numbers in advance and make me win. I told her a hundred times that it was impossible, but she just wouldn't listen.
At first, I let her try because the idea of becoming rich was appealing to me, but seeing her fail, try after try, wasn't fun anymore. Every time she was convinced that she had the solution, and every time, her new theory didn't work. And tonight would be no exception. So I didn't want to watch TV; I wanted to have fun with her instead and discuss how I was supposed to get rid of my chastity seal.
"That's enough, Sky. I'm turning off the TV!"
"Nuuu... The draw will start in only two minutes..."
"I don't care. HEY! Let me press the button!"
"Nuuu!"
What a child. She just hacked my brain, so I couldn't press the remote button to turn off the TV. That was clever, but I got another idea. Since my parasite used my eyes to see, I placed my hand in front of my eyes, knowing that she would be hesitant to control my body without my consent in a non-sexual context.
"No! Alli! Let me watch!"
"Nope. You said we would have fun tonight, not that we would watch the lottery."
"But, the lottery is fun."
"No! It's not. When I'm talking about fun, I'm talking about bondage and hot sex."
"Ah... okay. Like this?"
That little rat.
She pulled my arms behind my back and wrapped them in a tight armbinder. She also quickly built a neck corset that immobilized my head and forced me to look at the TV. Because I was sitting on my couch, I could have just walked away, but Sky foresaw this as well and created a stretchy sheath around my legs. I was stuck.
"Gaaaah! Sky! Stop this!"
"But you said you wanted bondage. Hehe."
"Fine! Fiiiine! We will watch your stupid lottery. Let me go!"
"No. Maybe later. Hehe."
At least my constant arousal due to my magical chastity crest printed on my belly kept me company as Sky watched her boring program. I had to look at the screen, or else she would continue to whine. Unfortunately for me, the numbers that she was trying to guess were at the very end of the show, so I had to endure everything that came before. She would probably never admit it, but I could tell that she enjoyed this "lottery game" more than just a little. Her silence and focus while the small balls bounced inside the tumbler indicated that she took this very seriously.
But quickly enough, it was time for her draw. It was simple. Six numbers would be selected out of forty-nine, and if she guessed those six numbers right, we would win the jackpot. Sadly for Skylar, there was no way she could predict the future, no matter how smart she was, and in fact, I thought that was what bugged her so much.