TRACE's research facility was located in a secluded area, just off the grid north of the city just beyond an abandoned highway. The institution was established 70-years-ago by Dennis Lane, who was known for his work in transformative mutations in unknown species. The government offered up a sizable donation each year to TRACE for continued research and discovery.
Seated in his leather-back swivel chair, Dennis Lane's great-grandson, Michael Lane slammed his hands down on the mahogany desk, shaking the miscellaneous object on top. Startled, the woman on her knees sucking his cock scrapped his shaft with her teeth, causing him to curse.
"Get out," he screeched, looking down at her. She scrambled up, fixed her tank top, and hurried out of the office.
"Gigi, I want Riley Stewart in my office, NOW," he screamed into the receiver. He stuffed his cock back in his pants and waited for the hunter.
Thirty minutes later, Riley entered the office with a look of apprehension on his face. "You wanted to see me Mr.Lane," he asked, hands in pocket.
"Yes, I fucking want to see you," Michael said angrily clutching the report in his hand," I needed to see you five days ago apparently."
"Explain this to me," he said slamming it down on his desk.
Riley gave a nervous laugh, "It's clear there on the document sir," crossing the room he looked down at the report he wrote after escaping for his life at Kimujo mountains. "During a seize-and capture-mission of species 91787, Tactical agent Jasmine Heard and," he hesitated reading, "Agent Jennifer...Lane was compromised by the targeted subject and mission was abandoned upon rule 363."
Michael glared at the audacity of the man standing before him,
"Mission abandoned 'how'", he asked angrily, "where is my niece Stewart, and before you open your fucking mouth, let me make clear that if you tell me that you've abandoned her I will personally have you locked up with the Conubens, who I am sure will be happy to rip out your freaking throat."
It was clear that Michael only cared for the well being of his niece and was not interested in Agent Heard at all. Choosing his words carefully, Riley's hands started to perspire, "My last visual confirmation of Agent Lane was alive, but her mental state seemed impaired by 91787's... influence."
"Why didn't you bring her back here," Micahel demanded his round, rough face the color of a cherry red tomato. It took everything in him not to punch Riley in the gut.
Riley paused before answering, remembering the tall creature removing not one, but 'two' Trifentil darts from its chest as if they were nothing. Riley used one Trifentil dart to take out the three-headed, nine-foot-tall Binze, and that was just to the leg. One dart was designed to take down 30 elephants. Fearing for his life, Riley had no choice but to abandon his team, but he could not tell that to the angry man standing before him, or his self-preservation efforts would have been wasted.
"Agent Lane was compromised in such a way that if I attempted to retrieve her, I would have been under the creature's influence as well and unable to make this report," Riley said, trying not to sound defensive.
Michaell pinched the bridge of his nose when he felt the familiar pressure of a migraine behind his eyes. "That still doesn't excuse you for not reporting this situation promptly, but I will have to deal with you later, for now, put together a retrieval team to extract Jennifer and have her quarantined immediately."
"And what of Agent Heard," asked Riley
Michael glared at Riley, "Do I even have to say it, go now!" he bellowed.
Not pushing his luck, Riley quickly exited the room.
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Jasmine
I woke up to a hot tongue licking my neck in long strokes, my nude body was wrapped in fur and tentacles as the creature held me firmly against its chest. I could feel its hot and heavy breath near my ear, and its hard cock was lodged between my thighs. I shifted my weight and looked back at the large black monster and realized that it was still sleeping. It has been five days since the abduction and it did not look as if I was going to be able to leave the small room in which I was held captive.
For the last three days, the creature has been fucking me senseless, only stopping to allow me to wash in the bucket of water it fetched and to eat the fruit it picked or the fish it caught. I started to suspect that the beast knew I could barely walk, let alone escape after hours of intense intercourse. In all of my years working for TRACE, I'd never encounter a species with a high intellect such as this one. It knew exactly what I needed, how to acquire it, and how to keep me locked up while doing so. On the first day it went out, I tried the exit just to realize that I was locked in from the outside.
'It must have something blocking the door,'I thought in disbelief.
I told myself to remain calm and think clearly about the situation. Riley's cowardice was upsetting, but I was sure that TRACE will be sending reinforcements soon, considering the CEO's niece was involved. However, after the third day, when the Black Creature covered me in sperm and started howling in celebration I started to grow concerned about other things.
I frowned suspiciously at the glowing green crystal sitting in the corner of the room.
'What the fuck is that?' I attempted to wiggle out of the creature's embrace but its tentacles just tightened, trapping me further.
"Hey," I said, reaching back to shake the monster.
"Hey," I yelled when I got no response but the continuous attention of his long tongue at the nape of my neck.
I felt the monster shift behind me and flipped me around to face it. Its silver eyes appraised me slowly, its gaze resting on my lips. I soon found myself being kissed slowly by the creature, its head tilted to the side as if not to poke me with its long nose. Hot tongue, invaded my mouth, swirling around deeply. Warmth spread throughout my body and I returned the kiss, stroke for stroke. My hand came up instinctively and I started stroking the monster's face. I felt the soothing massage of tentacles at my back and a hard cock was pressed against my center.
'Stop Jasmine, stop', I thought.
My body didn't listen to me as my hips started grinding against monsters' large dick.
With a loud growl, the monster easily positioned me on all fours, leaning its chest against my back. It said something close to my ear which made my heart slam against my breast. And before I could react, the monster cock was stretching my pussy, in long slow strokes.
"Yes," I said automatically, feeling my walls close around its cock. The monster was still talking to me in that language I didn't understand, its tone deep, low, and inquiring.
"Yes," I answered, not sure if I had any other words. My legs started to quiver and I wasn't confident that I could hold myself up any longer; as if reading my mind, the creature laid on its back and pulled me on top. I was straddling him, sitting on its cock. Tentacles held me in position and lifted me up and down. I was repeatedly brought up to the head of the cock and slammed down to the very base.
"Oh my," I screamed, feeling warm all over. Looking down at the monster it was staring back up at me, its mouth pulled back, exposing its sharp white teeth. It was grunting loudly, its hands finding my tits, which seemed to have grown fuller overnight. It pinched my sensitive nipples causing my head to snap back from the sensations overcoming me.
