"Invasion Of The Necromancers"
Disclaimer: All imaginary story characters are 18+
After years of listening and looking to the stars for signs of intelligent life, most believed that we were alone in the universe. You can imagine the astonishment and dismay when thousands of massive alien ships suddenly appeared in the sky.
The travelers had been searching the galaxy for a new home with a plentiful food supply. The voracious intruders were known as Necromancers and quickly developed a taste for live human flesh. Their ability to manipulate and subdue the minds of their victims, turned the population into their primary source of nutrition. After years of reckless gluttony, humanity had dwindled to unsustainable levels.
Rather than search for another home, breeding mills were established to supply the Necromancer's endless demand. Each facility carefully selected their most well-endowed male to keep the herd impregnated while all others were sold at local markets.
Adolescent girls like myself are permitted to function as household servants until we are old enough to breed at the mills.
This is the limit of my understanding. My name is Kendra and I have faithfully served in a Necromancer home for for many seasons. Lord Clarr and his mate Giselle have always treated me with kindness. My duties include cleaning and meal preparation. Lord Clarr makes a daily trip to the market to select a healthy candidate for the evening feast.
Today I was organizing things in the kitchen when he returned with an attractive teenager for me to prepare. As usual, the boy was under his mental control and had no idea what was happening. His naked body was breathtaking, although I shouldn't fantasize because only ends in disappointment. He was purchased to be eaten, just like all the others.
My job is to craft a taste temping masterpiece. His passive state of mind lets me do anything I want. I normally start by shaving the entire body from the neck down. Then after the skin is silky smooth, he receives a proper washing. Finally it's time to lay down on the serving tray which he does at my request. I like to add sliced fruit as a garnishment and for an attractive glow he receives a spiced oil rub-down. Giselle's favorite appetizer is a plump juicy erection, so my oil soaked hand moves briskly until he grows long and hard.
"Yes you like that, don't you." I whispered with a smirk.
Dinner time had arrived so I quickly covered my clueless friend with a large red linen. The cart was pushed through the kitchen doors and moved into position. After receiving a nod from Lord Clarr, I dramatically unveiled the main course. Giselle's eyes lit up when she saw her favorite delicacy glistening with oil and fully engorged. After respectfully bowing, I stepped back to watch.
She seized his toy and began to slide her hand along the length of it. As this continued, I realized that she had chosen to offer him a final moment of pleasure. Lord Clarr shook his head in frustration while fumbling with a napkin. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into that warm tender flesh but he let his mate have her fun.
My cutie was groaning in elation and gripping the edges of the serving tray as she stroked faster. This was turning out to be way more entertaining than normal. I was standing on my tip toes trying to see everything. Soon his back arched and I knew he was getting close. My twinkie was dripping with excitement as his moans turned into stressful shouts of panic. Suddenly pulsing streams of white cream gushed all over his tummy.
Giselle smiled at me after licking up the pool of warm gravy, then her mouth descended over the entire length. This part is disturbing to watch even though he feels no pain. I winced as her head jerked to the side tearing it off. She glared at Lord Clarr while she chewed and swallowed like she was telling him something. He chuckled at her theatrics.
They began to devour the rest of him, viciously pealing away his flesh. The boy's euphoria continued until his body fell limp. After they had gorged themselves, the only remaining sound was the occasional burp while they relaxed in their chairs. I didn't even know his name.
I refilled the drink containers and was complemented on the meal. This time their gratitude made me sad. Both retired for the evening and it was time to clean up the remains.
I sleep with Giselle to satisfy her personal needs. We also enjoy talking and she has become like a mother to me. Recently I confessed that I had started to bleed. She said we needed to keep this development our little secret or I could be taken away to a breeding mill. I felt flatteted that she didn't want to loose me. Unfortunately my rapidly developing chest was becoming more and more dificult to hide.
One evening Lord Clarr requested my presence in his chamber. This was something new for me and I wasn't sure what to do. He met me at his door and invited me in. I was instructed to disrobe and join him in bed. It was the first time I had seen him without clothing. I was told to relax as he began to fondle me. His mental influence made me want this more than anything and I quickly became soaked with excitement.
He spread my legs and moved on top of me. His erection was intimidating, but I was so excited and couldn't wait to feel what it was like. I wailed with crazed desire at each thrust of his powerful body.
