Whoever came up with the idea that we are alone in the universe was absolutely insane. We have never been alone in the universeβit's just that every other species in the universe knew better than to approach us. What's that old saying? The best proof that there is other intelligent life in the universe is that they haven't contacted Earth? Well, in the year 2153, all of that changed.
Apparently, the most common species in the universe, the Bryngali, had been hit with a sudden, violent new virusβall of a sudden, they couldn't breed with themselves. Any time a male and female Bryngali would try to have sex, their bodies would recognize the foreign DNA and attack it. As a result, their population was taking a nosedive.
That is, until they realized that humans were immune to the virus, and thus provided an amazing breeding ground.
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Leira tossed her chestnut hair over her gold shoulder. She checked out her new, ruby tattoo that adorned the same shoulder and smiled. It was literally the only thing that she was wearing. She was on the prowl tonight. Ever since the Chief had discovered, with that gorgeous red headed human, that they could propagate the species, albeit as half breeds, but stillβtheir culture wouldn't completely die. If Leira remembered correctly, the Chief's human was due to have her thirteenth heir-child any day now. The Chief kept her naked, in his bed, and always made sure that she was happy. The woman didn't go an hour without an orgasm. When the Chief wasn't sliding his cock inside of her pussy, she had a full attendant of women eating her pussy around the clock. The human had been terrified when she was first brought to the ship, which was understandable. She was brought before the Chief and stripped naked. And then the Chief had fucked her in front of every Bryngali aboard the ship. Leira smiled, remembering how the human woman had broken down and started begging for more. Every Bryngali present had tasted her pussy that night, including Leira.
Leira shook her head. She had to focus. Tonight, she would be finding a human man, and doing her part to propagate her species. Then, after she had done that, she might find a nice, young milk maiden like the Chief's red head to play with.
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Bryce took a quick drink of his water before putting the finishing touches on his motorcycle. He had just replaced the oil, and was slightly damp from the Georgia heat, even after dark. He stood and stretched, eager to get back in his house and eat some dinner.