Ch 2 – Continuing the takeover (Rhonen)
At the urging of some readers, I've decided to write a sequel to the original story. Please feel free to comment on the story, and reply to me about your thoughts. I would love to correspond with you about what you liked or didn't like.
Years before, a few survivors of a dying planet had sent out scouts to find a planet suitable to re-populate the dominate species of the planet. The condition of their sun deteriorated so rapidly, there was not time to build enough space ships to transport anywhere near enough of the population to have enough genetic diversity to insure the survival of the species.
After much thought about how to utilize the short time remaining and the limited resources, it was decided that the species had a better chance of survival if the relatively few space ships on hand were refitted to store the genetic material of thousands of it's kind. The limited space onboard could store the future of more of it's inhabitants if they were simply a test tube of genetic material instead of a full grown adult that would need a lot of resources to survive what could be a long space journey. The plan was to find a suitable species on another world and use it to bear the dying planet's offspring.
After a very long journey, one ship came across a planet with the right conditions for the alien world's plan for re-population. This prospective planet had moderate temperatures and plenty of dry land on which to live, even though 3/5ths of the planet was covered by water. Of the 9 planets that orbited the star, the 3rd planet in this solar system was the only one that could support life.
The quickest way to implement the re-population plan was to utilize automated insemination modules. They would capture the host planet's male sperm and re-engineer it to transport the alien planet's genetic material into the host planet's female body. There it would gestate as if it was the host planet's normal offspring.
The male's senses and judgment would be clouded so that he would not know that his sperm was being harvested, and the female would be similarly conditioned with a chemical substance that would enhance her fertility, while encouraging her to be a willing participant to insemination.
+ + + + + + + + + + + + +
The plan had been working well for a number of years now. The automated insemination units had been placed in locations with the highest possible number of potential surrogates; warm beaches where healthy young men and women congregated.
The fertility rate initially, was really good. It was almost 80 percent. The automated units were able to operate for almost 5 years, until they finally ran out of genetic material to use for insemination. By the time the automated units had run out of genetic material, more than 10,000 young females from the host planet had been fucked and inseminated. They were now raising children that were a little more than 4 years old. Some of the females chose to raise their offspring by themselves, and some had taken a human male mate as a partner. The initial breeding function had indoctrinated them into ignoring the fact that their children usually did not resemble the parent.
+ + + + + + + + + + + + +
Because most of the impregnated human females came from various parts of the host planet, no one would notice an increase of the number of children that were more physically fit and smarter.
As the male offspring grew, they took on traits of strength and fitness that would be the envy of any human male. Their reproductive organs were larger than most human males as well. Almost all the male offspring had cocks that were longer than 9 inches and almost twice as fat as the average human male. Their balls were able to produce almost twice the amount of sperm as an average human male.
The female offspring grew to be extremely desirable. Each had measurements that were the envy of every girl they grew up with. Their bust length hair flowed effortlessly past a flawless features face. Each had bust and hip measurements that made Playboy models look like homely schoolgirls.
Even though they were being raised as human children, the alien DNA in them gave them the knowledge that they were not human, and that their primary purpose was to pro-create with as many humans as possible within their life span. There seemed to be a sense of urgency to seed this planet with more and more of their own kind.
+ + + + + + + + + + + + +
Rhonen was one of the original offspring. By now he was a physically attractive, 5' 10", rock hard abs, 19 yr old, and was attending a large university that had a large female population. It was realized early on that these educational institutions attracted some of the best human stock for reproduction. With his enhanced IQ, he could have tested out of college with a degree in anything he wanted within 2 years but he was fully aware of his 'mission'. His academics were planned so that they were well above average so that he would be able to continue attending classes, but below the point that would have attracted too much attention. For him, classes were easy. He could study very little and still get a good grade. This left Rhonen more time to look for ideal female candidates to impregnate.
Rhonen had found himself an apartment close to campus so that he wouldn't have to take the potential mother very far to be impregnated. He had studied for years, what attracted women and had decorated his apartment accordingly. His alien DNA had also given him the knowledge of how to prepare airborne scents that would render the human female more susceptible and willing to have sex. Most of Rhonen's conquests happened on weekends, when most of the females would be out having a good time. He found he had an easier time of finding his victims at the local watering holes close to campus. It was just such a visit to the Jayhawk Suds, a place where a lot of the college kids hung out near campus on a Friday night, that Rhonen spotted a potential specimen.
Alicia had been in the bar with her friend Pam for about an hour already. They both had been studying hard for weeks for the test they had taken that day and needed to unwind. They had come to have a few drinks and dance to some music, and weren't really looking to hook-up with any guys. That didn't mean that more than a few guys tried connecting with this 5' 8", 19 yr old hottie. Alicia was the type of girl that you could imagine being a Playboy Centerfold. Her natural 36 C breasts were rock firm and tipped with eraser hard nipples that always seemed to be super sensitive. Her perfectly firm ass was solid muscle, a testament to her regular workouts. Her seductive brown eyes were something that any man would be drawn to.
When it came to looks, Pam was no slouch either. Her and Alicia were the same age and had it not been for her blonde hair, instead of brown, you could have almost sworn that Pam and Alicia were twins; it was absolutely uncanny. Maybe their similar looks is what drew them to each other as friends at an early age -- who knows. Anyhow, they were inseparable.
This bond between the two girls did not go un-noticed by Rhonen. He knew that if he were to win over one girl, the other would follow along, wherever things lead. Rhonen knew it was an old icebreaker technique but buying them a drink was a nice gesture and this handsome hunk had piqued the girls curiosity.
The three of them were able to find a table in a corner and settled into some getting-to-know-you conversation. After a few minutes, the girls went to the bathroom to 'exchange notes'. This gave Rhonen the perfect opportunity to lace their drinks with a special liquid that would make the girls more susceptible to Rhonen's suggestions. When the girls came back to the table, they were all smiles and apparently had decided to see where the night would lead with Rhonen.
The girls finished off their drinks and Rhonen ordered another round. The girls only had time to take a sip of the 2nd round when their expressions changed, from a bubbly in-charge personality to one of submissiveness. Rhonen knew the drug was beginning to work on them.
Rhonen suggested they all go back to his place for some additional drinks and view his art collection. To the girls, this seemed to be going a little fast but for some reason, they were in an extremely agreeable mood. Being art students, the thought of sharing an art interest, mollified some of their normal 'red flag' thoughts.
Grabbing their purses, Alicia took Rhonen's right arm and Pam took his left arm, walking the two blocks back to Rhonen's apartment. By the time all three made it to the apartment, the girls were fully under the drug's effects.
Upon entry to the apartment, the girls' attention was drawn to a large painting that was very erotic in nature. Rhonen had them sit on the couch, while he went to fix them another drink, this time spiked with a drug that would make them extremely aroused.