Author's Notes: This story is inspired by the long-gone Literotica story "Aliens Use Sex to Invade". It is primarily Science Fiction and Fantasy but has elements of Gay Male, Group Sex, Lesbian, voyeurism, and Incest/Taboo. All Characters are over 18 years old and are not intended to be based on real individuals.
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Major Donald Lundy, Age 40, Engineer, Science Division.
In the weeks that followed the orgy in the barracks, the military forces slowly but surely became infected with the ever-growing presence of the parasites. Everyone who participated in the orgy between the Fords, the Anders, Adam, Boyle, and Sharp, began to wear more revealing clothes with fewer restrictive garments. All underwear was thrown out the proverbial airlock as no one could fit into their briefs or bras anymore, and hardly anyone tried.
John Ford began to experiment more often with men, choosing to be spit-roasted by the Anders boys, alongside Adam, who had now become a versatile top-over-a-bottom bitch. Jefferson was eager to test out his fourteen-inch-cock, eagerly taking every woman he'd fucked in the orgy and going on a series of one-night stands with members of other divisions.
Jefferson Boyle was a Ladies' Man of some repute, and knew how to seduce any woman. Most of his conquests came out of their one-night stands feeling full, but now that his cock had been enhanced and his libido was making charts explode, he decided he wanted to revisit some of them.
Within the last month after fucking Ava Sharp and the Anders girls, he called up members of the Research Division and a few engineers, and in the span of a week, had turned every one-night stand into a two-night stand, leaving every woman begging for more as the parasites invaded their wombs and made their breasts expand and their pussies dampen.
Meanwhile, Majoincensedwas incensed. Though he'd watched the orgy, he'd left in a fit of rage before anyone developed their new interest in sex. The next morning, and in the days that followed, however, he began noticing a wild change in his fellows and his disgust intensified. He saw as Colonel Sharp took cock after cock from members of the military who had been on the night shift patrols and therefore not in the barracks at the time of the orgy, and soon saw those same men fucking each other and their spouses or paramours or anyone who had wet legs.
All of this made him get unwanted erections and untamed images in his mind, images that he wanted to purge! He was a traditionalist! A Monotheist! He and his daughter, Sarah, came to Mars to start a new life! They believed in a single God, not the pantheons of Greek or Celtic Gods the world has since embraced, and these orgies were simply the latest in a long line of how fucked up the world had become.
In Lundy's mind, nudity and orgies were connected to polytheism, and nothing else. Lundy had no idea that there were parasitic aliens influencing everyone, and even if he did know that he probably wouldn't have believed it. He had a very closed mind, bordering on conspiratorial. He resolved to be a good officer as opposed to a deviant like his superior and fellows.
He began documenting and reporting encounters and instances of polyamorous encounters in the barracks, not to mention all of the multi-night stands conducted by Boyle and others. At the end of the month, he'd compiled enough evidence to turn the entire barracks into a quarantine zone.
He now sat in the anti-chamber to Commander Thorne's office, a stack of evidence in his lap. It was twelve hundred hours. In a moment, the doors to Thorne's office opened and his executive assistant, a short man with a tight body and a handsome, narrow face, sporting hazel eyes, stepped over to his desk, after adjusting an evident bulge, and sat down.
"The commander will see you now, Major Lundy." He said, cracking his neck and jaw. The movement gave Lundy a moment's pause before he stood up and entered the office.
The second he entered, he stopped dead. Commander Thorne was getting dressed, having clearly been naked a moment ago. His bare torso, dark-skinned with grey hairs scattered over his chest and stomach, sported a lot of large muscles that seemed to be appearing out of thin air, restructuring what was once obese fat.
Lundy averted his gaze as a very evident twelve-inch erection disappeared behind the button of his slacks. Thorne didn't bother with a shirt as he sat down behind his mahogany desk and sighed in relief.
"You wanted to speak with me, Lundy?" He asked, his voice radiating satisfaction mixed with annoyance, as if something had happened to make him feel at ease but Lundy's presence was exuding a disruption to that ease.
Lundy composed himself and gripped the papers in his hand, "Sir, I've compiled evidence of disobedience among the officers." He said, with false authority in his voice, "Colonel Sharp, alongside Major Ford, Lieutenant Ford, and the Anders siblings, among others, have been engaged in disruptive and, if I may say so, wildly inappropriate activities over the last month. I've taken to documenting their activities and I would like disciplinary action to occur!"
Commander Thorne sighed, "This is a very serious accusation, Lundy." He said, sitting forward, "Let me see this evidence."
Lundy smiled and handed Thorne the documents. Thorne began to read through the documented instances of, what Lundy considered, 'Pornographic activity'.
Thorne, meanwhile, became increasingly annoyed by what he considered to be an 'invasion of privacy'. Lundy had clearly been stalking his fellow officers and recording or documenting instances of their off-the-clock activities, which was fully within their rights as citizens. The fact that some of them engaged in group sex was hardly a call for disciplinary action.
A few things stood out to him, however, such as Adam having a gangbang in a spa, and Ava Sharp engaging in a series of nuru massages with a few of the research staff from the archive. Instead of being enraged, he was intrigued. He was feeling very aroused by what he was reading and thought whatever Lundy had compiled was worthy of 21st-century pornographic movies, if not works of fiction on old internet sites. In the end, he chuckled to himself when he read about the multi-night stands between Boyle and his paramours, before he shoved the papers back at Lundy.
"Major Lundy, I have seen enough." He said, crossing his hands on his desk, "It's clear to me that you've been experiencing a great deal of stress and are confusing inappropriate activity with extracurricular activity."
Lundy's eyes widened in shock, "Sir, you can't be serious!" He said, incredulous, "I've been compiling this evidence for over a month. Some of this shit happened on the clock!"
"Enough!" Thorne practically shouted, before switching back to his civilized tone, "I think you should take a week's vacation. Go home, spend some time with your daughter, and maybe even go to the gym or the spa. And, when you come back from that vacation, you can be ready to work."
"Sir, I don't understand!" Lundy pleaded, "Where is all of this coming from?"
Thorne sighed, "Simply put, I've heard whispers among your fellows." He said, "I think you're under a great deal of stress and you're taking it out on your fellows. I've heard complaints from the people in these files. They've said you've been following them, giving them dirty looks, avoiding conversations, even giving them attitude when they asked you to either join them in their leisurely activities or requests for comradery. It's conduct unbecoming of an officer."
Lundy shook his head, "They're acting like deviants!" He muttered.
"And you're acting like a child!" Thorne added, angrily, "You're not acting like a soldier. Do you remember the oath you took?"
Lundy stood at attention and recited the oath of allegiance when he joined the military, "I, Donald Lundy, do swear upon the United Earth Coalition, to uphold the values of this military body; to be loyal, just, true, and integral to the safety of its citizens and protect against its enemies, foreign and domestic."
"Good. Now, as I said, take some time off, go have something to eat, and enjoy life in our new colony." Thorne said, standing up, "Dismissed!"
Lundy reluctantly turned on his heel and left the office. Thorne waited until he heard the outer doors shut before he unclasped his buttons and dropped his pants, stepped out of them, and opened the door to his office.
"Daniel, get in here and continue!" He said, swiftly.
Daniel, his secretary, got to his feet, stripped off his clothes, and practically lunged into the office, dropped to his knees, and took Thorne's cock back into his mouth.
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Sarah Lundy, Age 20, Engineering.
Sarah couldn't believe it. She'd walked into work to find almost every single one of her coworkers naked and engaged in some amorous activity or another.
Jones and Banes were in a 69 while Tanner and Oswald fucked them from behind. Jefferson Boyle was fucking a dozen women in a lineup over a computer terminal, entering each one from behind and fucking them a half dozen times before moving on to the next.
And then there was the Chief Engineer, Mavis Broom, getting gangbanged by a bunch of women wearing strap-ons, all of her holes covered by a silicon cock. Sarah shrieked but was ignored by most, if not all of her fellows. Even though her face screamed rage, her loins screamed excitement. She suddenly abandoned her work ethic and left, storming out and trying to slam the doors behind her, except that most were automatic and had the equipment to prevent them from being slammed, meaning her tactic for making a scene in her exit evaporated.
