Devlin, Poppy and Heather exited the noisy pub laughing.
'How good was the band?' Heather asked pushing between her two friends and linking arms with them.
'So good you had to leap on the stage and grab the lead singer's crotch' Poppy said laughing.
'In my defence he was wearing the most spectacular leather pants and he looked like he was packing.'
Devlin ambled along aside the girls, wishing uncharitably that it was just him and Poppy alone. He'd been trying to work up the nerve to ask her out for months. Poppy was hot, an athletic brunette whose legs went all the way up and just kept on going. Tonight she was wearing a tiny red tartan kilt, black ripped fishnets and a tank top with the word Lush scrawled across it. All night he'd wanted to drag her into the unisex bathroom and shag her until she was breathless.
'I don't want the night to end' Heather admitted, 'let's go up to Ramblers Woods and see if there's a meteor shower.' Ramblers Woods was a great vantage point for star gazing but it was also the local make out spot.
Devlin grinned. 'Sounds like a plan' he said secretly thinking that it might give him an opportunity to put the moves on Poppy. If only they could shake off her Heather. There three trudged up the hill in companionable silence. Once at the top even Devlin had to shake off his mood, the view was brilliant, the lights of the town glimmered below.
Heather was already laying down in the long grass, sprawling happily and staring up at the midnight sky.
'Sit' she said patting the vacant spot next to her and Poppy and Devlin plopped down and stretched out. Poppy's leg was resting against Devlin's and he was trying not to think about the hard on he was sporting.
'What the hell is that?' Heather yelled as something bright flashed across the sky.
For a moment Devlin thought she was referring to his erection and was grateful to realise she was not.
'Falling star' he grinned, 'make a wish, but make sure it's a good one.'
Heather closed her eyes and concentrated, sending her wish out into the universe.
Seconds later a great beam of light shone down on them, so bright they had to shade their eyes. The wind rustled up whipping at their hair and then then a strange mechanical sound filled the air. Poppy was clinging to Devlin's arm, a quick glance at Heather showed she was excited her lips curved up in a smile. He'd seen that smile more often than he cared to admit, she'd looked like that right before she'd lunged at the lead singer.
The trio were caught in the tractor beam of light, Poppy was screaming as she was pulled effortlessly into the sky. Quickly followed by Heather and Devlin, it was so fast his mind couldn't keep up with what was happening much less play the role of a hero. White noise filled his ears and Devlin passed out, waking much later to find himself in the belly of a spaceship. It was like being in a big silver metal whale, curved walls, with sleek minimalistic furniture if it could be called that. His eyes adjusted to the light and he could see that Poppy was opposite him. She was shackled to the wall completely nude and he couldn't help but to stare.
Jesus she was so fucking hot, a furtive glance at her breasts left him surprised, protruding from her nipples were shiny nipple rings. He stole a look between her legs but couldn't tell if she was pierced down below also. Poppy looked in his direction and smiled, her teeth white in the semi dark. 'I didn't think you were ever going to wake up.' Her eyes flicked quickly down to the hard pillar between his legs and then back to his eyes.
'Heather is missing' she said softly only now beginning to fully comprehend their dilemma.
It was then that Heather ran into the room naked, skidding to a halt between the pair.
'We've been abducted' she cried looking quickly over her shoulder. 'There's this weird alien octopus dude who's been chasing me through the halls.' Devlin had a few moments to appreciate Heathers big breasts and the wisp of ginger fluff between her legs. His cock admired the woman openly, pre-cum pooled on the head of it.
The sound of footsteps alerted them that they were no longer alone, Poppy saw him first and shrieked in fear trying to shrink back into the wall. The man who entered was easily seven feet tall, he wore a dark suit and glasses and the sort of hat you'd see men from the 1940's wearing. He loosened his tie, tossing it aside, and unbuttoned his shirt, emblazoned across his chest was a creature. Whether it was Cthulhu or just a really evil looking octopus Devlin couldn't say, the tattoo looked like something from the depths of a horror writer's imagination.
'Oh you're all in for a treat' the gravelly voiced monster said as the design on his chest shimmered and the indigo tattoo glowed a vibrant blue, then changed to gold, and the tattoo came alive, tentacles sprang from his body. The three of them screamed as an octopus limb grabbed Heather around her shapely waist, drawing her backwards across the cold metal floor.
Devlin's penis shrank in fear as Heather was held aloft, tentacles curved thrice around her waist she dangled like a barbell. The creature licked the end of a tentacle and moved it down between his captive's legs. The woman whimpered but had nowhere to escape as the tip prodded the tight entrance of her hole.
'Please, no' she yelled and bucked trying to escape the path the limb was keen to explore more fully.
'Is that please or no?' the alien asked mocking the helpless victim 'I rather think it was please.'
Devlin watched the tentacle slide between Heathers lips, its wet tip finding her opening. Heathers legs were moving like a frogs like she could somehow swim away from the alien. The octopus limb slid in and out slowly, pushing its way further inside with each calculated thrust. Heather's mouth was opening and closing but no sound came out as she locked eyes with Devlin.
Why did she have to look at him he internally moaned, this was insane but it was also fucking hot. He hoped his face showed sympathy or surprise as he watched her being tentacled. Her pussy was starting to make wet sounds and her face was growing pink as the muscular limb ploughed her furrow. She was now trying to move herself backwards and forwards on it despite its ample width.
Then all of a sudden the alien righted her, her feet pointing down to the floor, she was impaled, her legs straddled on either side of the muscular tentacle. Two other tentacles reached under her legs to support her weight.
'You' he nodded to Poppy and Devlin 'will do as I say, or I am going to shove this limb down her throat and shake hands with the tentacle that is already deep inside her.'
Heather screamed the anticipation of such a horror was more than she could take. Her eyes rolled up in her head, the whites showing her body listing sideways in a faint. The alien caught her before she could hit the floor.
'Please don't hurt her' Poppy sobbed, as her breasts jerked up and down with the hitch of her breathing.
