Author's Note: Collaboration with the excellent Abby White. This one's from a while back, but haven't gotten around to properly editing it.
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It was a stupid idea. Aliens didn't exist. Alice has told herself that for years, yet here she was with Genieve and Becca in a goddamn forest looking for little grey men. She shook her head well you two can keep looking at the stars imma go over here and call John she misses her boyfriend. She made her way to a small clearing and took out her phone, momentarily blinded by the sudden light and began to text away.
Alice was too fixated on her screen to notice the stars above her being blotted out silently, the night sky being replaced by an inky blackness. There was a barely audible hum of otherworldly machinery powering whatever massive machine that was now directly over her.
Her phone flickered and the signed died, she tugged and smacked her phone against her thigh come on you stupid thing it was then that the hairs on her body stood on end. Humans were animals though they claimed the questionable honour of being self aware, however, animal instincts screamed through Alice's body as a fundamental sense of wrongness seeped into her "Hey guys! Guys where are you?" her voice seemed to have lost the echo it had mere moments ago
But it was already too late, her cries might as well have been a hundred miles away. Alice was not trapped, though she wouldn't realize just how trapped until later.
An observer, if that had been at all possible, wouldn't have seen her being raised into the sky like in so many movies. No, Alice would have seemed to simply slip, sideways from space in a single moment; her shocked face being the final thing visible before vanishing from the Earth.
she screamed in wordless terror as the ground kitten away from under her, her limbs flailing uselessly in the air, her long brown hair haloing her head.
As she was lifted up and up, she thought she saw a few other figures levitating as well but when blackness enveloped her, she felt cold solid ground under feet before a small prick stung her on her neck. She immediately felt woozy, her limbs giving out from under her as true darkness enveloped her mind
Alice went limp. In mind. In body. In will.
There was no question she was awake, she was aware of who she was and what her senses perceived. But all ability to think, to fight, in any truly meaningful way, had been snuffed out in an instant.
she for a brief moment thought she was home, in a comfortable bed in her quiet Midwestern town. Then she felt the cold metal of the binding on her arms and legs. She was laid out, spread eagle on a slab of some kind, panic tried to force its way into her mind but met only a chemical soup, her looked around dully her eyes glazed over. She couldn't remember where she was but she could say if that was a good thing or not
Her visage remained fixed, uncannily so. Even in her drugged state, she knew it was wrong to turn her head and still be looking at the exact same perspective. It was welcome, familiar... but dizzying if she tried too hard to focus. So she stopped trying. It wasn't hard to stop. In fact, it felt so good to just stop trying to think.
she didn't know how long she laid there, it was near pure darkness, she left the empty thought flow through her head, it stopped her head from hurting at least. She knew she was still wearing clothes, that was a start, but aside from that it was best just to lay there and enjoy the cool, soft breeze that occasionally drifted across her
When something finally did start to move nearby, it was welcome. Rationally, she should be terrified, but the thought never crossed her mind. Those chemicals had been turned off, or overwhelmed. Without seeing or even knowing exactly what inhuman figure (figures? it was difficult to tell) lay just outside her perception, she was flooded with the certain sense that they were something she'd always desired. Something she'd always loved. Something that she wanted, needed and accepted.
the thoughts were alien to her mind, it didn't quite jar with what she was seeing, a small part of her mind resisted but resisting made her head hurt again so eventually she just let the thoughts linger, reasoning that they must be hers in they were inside her head. She felt fingers or tools run over her body as lights danced across her form. Her clothing was examined too. A simple t-shirt and a pair of short shorts.
As something passed over the back of her neck, the spot where she'd earlier been stung seemed to grow hot. The warmth spread outward, over her head, down her back, circling her neck. It was a pleasant warmth, but some deep instinct knew it was wrong. Panic tried to claw its way back up, and Alice let out a single gasp of shock before being pushed back down, into the warmth.
the tingling spread rapidly throughout her body. Her whole body seemed to vibrate, it was an extremely arousing sensation heightened by thoughts of breeding and big dicks and eggs. She'd never had those thoughts before but as they raced through her mind. Her body arched as an orgasm stained the front of her shorts. She thumped back onto the table and felt as her body began to swell
