The world had been very excited at the news of the strange objects passing Mars. Excited and scared. What if they were aliens, everyone asked, and if they were indeed aliens, would they be on the war path and try to take over the world?

The military of all countries joined forces and prepared for an attack. The attack never came.

Instead there was a short broadcast from a small spacecraft that was kind of like a scout or messenger. The broadcast was repeated over and over again, and it took some computer geniuses and language professors not very long to decode it.

The message basically was that the aliens came looking for sanctuary, after a long journey through space, having escaped a war in their own solar system or galaxy or something like that.

After a form of communication had been established, the government had allowed the small ship to land on earth, in a designated area. Despite the seemingly good intentions of these aliens, there was a lot of military material around when the spaceship came down.

My girlfriend Joanie and me saw it all on TV, like billions of people all over.

The aliens didn't look anything like us. They were a kind of blobs that rolled along. They had no legs or arms, didn't seem to have an up or down, and communication had to happen through some devices they had with them. That was funny to see: a few of the blue blobs, because these things came in colors, had such a device on their top, and they had to move carefully or they would lose the machine.

Seeing the military have the first real talk with those real aliens was way cool, the more as the talk was subtitled live on TV, so we all could read that the aliens were happy to have found a welcoming planet.

"I wonder how these things have sex, " Joanie said. "They don't seem to have anything to do it with."

As we watched the broadcast, we tried to come up with all kinds of weird sex things that a blob could do, like grow a dick and another one would grow a vagina and that would work. Or they would just get on top of each other and do whatever aliens had invented as fucking.

"I'm glad we have our way, " I said, sliding a hand over her leg until it came to a temporary halt in her crotch. My fingers slowly massaged her soft folds while she reached for my dick, making it hard rapidly.

"Me too, " she said, softly moaning as one of my fingers slipped inside her moist opening.

Joanie and I were both obsessed with sex, and not even something spectacular like aliens arriving on earth would keep us out of bed if we were home together. We were watching it from our bed.

Suddenly the transmission from the alien landing place stopped and the TV went black.

"Crap, " I said. "That's too bad."

"Yeah. I think we can make up for it, though." Joanie sat up, then straddled me, teasing my hard dick against her eager pussy. How I know it was eager? It was always eager.

I reached up and pinched her nipples. She loved that and it made her gasp. After a second pinch, she slipped my dick between her legs and slowly lowered herself over me.

"I love having that thing inside me, " she said as she started moving up and down.

"And being on top of me, " I knew. She loved being in control.

We kept fucking until we both were spent.

*

Four months later things had changed. Drastically. The aliens had brought down all their ships except the biggest one. Every person on earth had been drugged, sleeping for a few days at least, so no one knew what exactly had happened, but all governments were eradicated, all military was gone and their equipment destroyed or simply gone, and the aliens were in control.

Almost all women had been gathered into large communities for 'modification'. That's the only way to describe it. That 'gathering' had been done by other women who were clearly under strict alien control. It was scary to see how they moved through the streets, each one accompanied by an alien blob that opened every door. Hiding Joanie had been near laughable, it was as if they knew where she was. Being close to that alien thing had made me numb, silent, docile, and I just watched as they took her away

All men had been placed under that same, constant mind control. We could still do things, go to work where that was needed, but the aliens controlled things. They kept us docile.

I missed Joanie and having sex with her. Jacking off as much as possible had been my only release, and not just mine, I found out. I had even joined jack off parties up to twenty men at the same time, but none of those were a match for doing the real thing with a real woman. The eerie thing was that usually one of the blobs was present at those 'parties', just being there.

After a while that changed too, again almost overnight.

*

This time the men were rounded up. We clearly were drugged again, or influenced in another way, because no one protested. The weird thing was that we were rounded up by groups of naked women, and we all had to strip off all clothes too. Those who refused were left behind without as much as a word.

The women led us to a large building. I'd never seen that before, which was odd. It was too big to miss even if you wanted to. We filed into the building, where more nude women and also alien blobs were waiting. Each of us was guided to a small space, like a cubicle, with a kind of bed and nothing else. There wasn't even room for much else except standing next to the bed.

A woman I had never seen before, she was probably in her late forties, stepped into my cubicle. Her breasts were sagging a bit, her nipples large and dark. "Lie down, " she said, in a tone that didn't have much emotion in it.

"Why?" I asked, but I did lie down. Whatever had been used on the men, it made us comply without questions.

"Because it's needed, " the woman said. She sat next to me on the bed and grabbed my dick. Her handling it made it big and hard quickly, and then she leaned over, taking it into her mouth. Deep. It felt good. Much better than the jack off parties, or anything I could have done alone. For a moment Joanie came into my mind, but the woman sucking my cock made that memory vanish.

She let go after a while and sat on top of me, straddling my hips. She pressed my hard dick against her clean shaven pussy and rubbed up and down a bit, clearly working herself up. A few minutes later she lifted her ass, pressed my dick further between her legs and almost dropped herself over me.

It felt like nothing I had ever felt before. Tight, hot, and prickly in a most exciting way, as if tiny needles almost touched the skin on my dick without breaking it. Slowly she moved up and down, squeezing her pussy around me, driving me insane with lust and the desire to impregnate her. I knew that, even though I had no idea where that awareness came from. I didn't question it.

Suddenly I felt something else. Something new and strange. It was as if something extra slipped over my dick, almost as if she had some kind of built-in condom which she made appear. It was confusing, it felt good and I didn't really care.

"Yes, good, " the woman said as she kept pumping my dick, while fondling her big breasts, teasing her nipples to the point where she was lactating. She collected the drops on her fingers and smeared them into my mouth. "Good for you. There is more, " she said in the the same rhythm as she was riding me.

I reached up, grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, as if that would make them deliver more of her milk faster, and the more I got from it, the more I wanted it.

As if she sensed that I was close to cumming, she stopped moving up and down, lifted her ass up to let my dick flop out, and then she stood on the bed, her ankles against my waist.

"Please!" I begged her. "I want it."

"Yes, " she said as she started rubbing her pussy, making her juices drip down her legs. Then it happened.

A tentacle slid slowly from her pussy. It was dark pink, wet, and it trembled a bit. It came down more and more, making part of my mind wonder where the hell that was coming from, because no human woman I'd heard of had ever had such a thing.

Fascinated I watched how it got longer, its head clearly going for my dick. The tentacle touch my dick head. If felt like the same almost needles, slightly scraping without hurting.

"What..." I asked.

"Them, " the woman answered, without stopping her pleasing herself, making more and more liquid coming out of her vagina. It looked a bit like very controlled squirting.

The tentacle came to rest on my dick head, and the tip of it changed. It grew wider, and as it did so, it slid over my dick. The feeling was exactly the same as the one I'd noticed when she'd done the fake condom thing. Now I knew what had done that, and I kept watching as the tentacle 'swallowed' all of my dick.

Then it started pulsing, like a vibrator, sending tiny pleasure shocks through my hard member and my whole body. Each pulse also seemed to arouse the woman standing over me, as she bent over a few times, moaning and sighing. Her milk kept dripping from her nipples. It fell on my chest and I used my fingers to scoop it up. I licked it up as quickly as I could. It made me feel wonderful, and the pulses from the strange tentacle that hung down from her pussy increased the feeling. Or was it the other way around? And why did I even care?

The pulsing became faster, like a vibrator gone wild, driving me nuts, making my balls feel as if they were going to burst.

Then I got off, exploding into the tentacle. It was the strangest but also most intense orgasm I've ever had. It felt as if my entire brain was lighting up, while the tentacle's pulses stopped. It turned into a sucking device, a dick sized vacuum cleaner that wanted every last drop of what I could squeeze out.

When I was totally spent, the woman sank down to her knees and had her own orgasm, while the tentacle was still around my dick, but by the time she was done and my dick had gone limp, the strange appendage had released itself and completely withdrawn inside her. She slumped down on top of me, and we just lay there, gasping, getting over this incredibly weird sex act we'd just shared.

After some time, she moved her body a bit and made me take one of her nipples in my mouth. "Suck, " she instructed me, and grabbed one of my hands which she pressed between her legs.

I played with her pussy while her milk flowed into my mouth, and I drank until nothing came from her nipple any more.

Then she got up. "Stay, " was all she said, and then she walked out.

I stayed and fell asleep soon afterwards.

When I woke up, another woman, very young, barely twenty years old, sat next to me. She already held my dick in her hand. She leaned over, sucking it back into life. The young woman straddled me and fucked me, feeding me milk from her small breasts until the fake condom feeling was there again.

She got up and stood over me. A tentacle appeared from her dripping pussy and started its way down to my dick...

***

On the mothership, an alien commander was satisfied about the new farm they had discovered and successfully assimilated.