Chapter 10: Coming Together

The summer sun beat down on the golden fields of wheat, wafting gently in the cool breeze, like an ocean extending as far as the eye could see. The crops had come in nicely, and now the Mutons were hard at work harvesting them, a tractor pulling a trailer beside a giant combine harvester as it disgorged the grain through a pipe that extended from the side of the machine. As I watched the tractor broke off, its trailer full to the brim with produce, turning away to take its load to the grain silo back at the farmhouse. Two of the Mutons were performing the same tasks at Kadavy’s farm as per our agreement, the old man was happy to be able to put his feet up for once, the aliens had really taken to the work and were doing an excellent job.

Renovations to the farmhouse were ongoing, I was doing most of the work myself, though the handyman Kadavy had recommended had visited to repair the plumping and electrics. The face he had made when he had seen three of the Mutons along with Vi sitting around the table in the courtyard as they ate the remainder of the Chryssalid legs still made me chuckle.

Living with aliens was kind of like owning a big dog. People were initially afraid, but once you assured them of the animal’s good nature, their fear turned to curiosity and before long they found themselves playing fetch with him.

The harvester reached the end of the field and turned, the giant blades spinning in the air as it came back around to carve another furrow through the sea of wheat. I couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity of it all, my life had come full circle, in spite of an alien invasion I had somehow ended up back at the farm where I had been raised. It must be my destiny.

As the combine harvester drove away from me, I straightened the wide brimmed hat I was wearing, Kadavy’s style rubbing off on me. It was a nice day, the midday sun was scorching and there was little shade in the fields, but there was a cool wind that soothed the skin. Maybe I would leave the pickup here and walk back home, it was nice to take a few moments every now and then to appreciate nature. This was part of what we had fought to save after all, not only the human population of the planet but the very ground we trod on.

I set off down the dirt path, my boots kicking up dust as I made my way in the direction of the farmhouse. I knew the area fairly well by now, there was a small patch of woodland on the way with a pond. Perhaps I would stop there for a while to enjoy the shade that the trees provided, perhaps dip my feet into the water. Vi wouldn’t miss me, she had been pretty bored since we had settled at the farm, she was suited to combat and her alien physiology prohibited her from joining in on most of the farm work. Giant snakes just weren’t suited to driving tractors. Recently however she had taken an interest in decorating the house and converting certain rooms to better suit her, she was going to live there for the foreseeable future and so I didn’t complain when she made modifications.

I chuckled as a memory of her wearing an apron and reaching up on her tail to paint the ceiling of our bedroom flashed through my mind, she was becoming quite adept with a paint roller.

I walked for a while, enjoying the peace and tranquility, I felt like I retiree at times like this though I was far too young to qualify. As I rounded a corner I spied the trees surrounding the pond in the distance, casting an inviting shadow beneath their verdant branches.

I arrived beneath them, placing a hand on one of the rough trunks, the bark covered in green moss. The branches waved over my head, the leaves rustling as the wind blew them, and I made my way deeper until I reached the small clearing. The pond was clear and pristine, reflecting the azure sky and the clouds that hung above it, giving it a mirror-like quality. There were almost always ducks in this pond, though I couldn’t see any today, no birds in the trees either. Maybe it was just too hot for them. I approached the edge of the pond and slipped off my boots and socks, danging my feet into the cool water. It was soothing after walking so far, and I watched the dragonflies skirt across the surface of the pond, landing on the water weeds to mate and feed. The pond was fairly deep, probably enough that I could stand waist, or maybe chest deep in it. I would have to bring a packed lunch next time I came this way, perhaps I could bring Vi for a picnic, would she appreciate walking getting in the way of her dinner?

I sat for a while, the grass soft beneath me and the water cool on my toes, the sound of the rustling trees serving as relaxing background noise. I might fall asleep if I wasn’t careful, better head off home soon. As I began to get up I heard a sound in the trees, not the wind or a bird, but something larger and heavier. Suddenly I missed the comforting weight of my rifle over my shoulder. It couldn’t be a Chryssalid, we hadn’t seen any for months now, and they weren’t ambush predators who stalked their prey. I waited with bated breath, straining to pick out the sounds amongst the rustling of the branches. I was encircled by trees, the sun casting dark shadows that would conceal anything that lurked within their boundaries, open to attack from any direction.

Quick as a flash something immensely heavy dropped from one of the trees, springing towards me faster than I could react and knocking me to the ground as it slammed into me. Something thick and muscular enclosed me like a fist, coiling around my body with its yellow scales.

“For God’s sake Vi,” I complained, her tail compressing my chest as she wound around me. “You nearly gave me a heart attack! What are you doing all the way out here?”

She didn’t have her tablet, but I knew her well enough to guess that she had been bored on her own at the house, and had decided to head me off and play a prank. She bit my neck softly, pricking my skin with her partially sheathed fangs, ‘I got you’.

“Yeah yeah, somehow I don’t see this as a huge achievement for you.”

She compressed me playfully in reply, tightening her chubby coils around me and forcing a gasp from my mouth.

“Fine, you want to go back home?”

She shook her hooded head, her smile turning distinctly sly.

“What do you want then?”

She smirked as she looked down at me from above, extending her index finger and pressing it against my chest. ‘I want you.’ I felt my cheeks begin to redden as she leaned down and pressed her oversized lips against mine, her slippery tongue pushing past them and into my mouth for one of her draining kisses. I melted into her embrace, my arms trapped at my sides as she squeezed me, teasing me with the agile, wanton probing that she knew would turn my legs to jelly. She kissed me greedily, cradling my red face in her hands and slipping her roving organ deeper into my throat, made slick with her saliva. I gave in to her, relaxing and leaning against the fat rolls of her body that wound around me, her foot long tongue worming its way deep into my head.

I swooned, my head spinning as her warm, slippery tongue entangled my own and subjected me to a deep, powerful kiss. She leaned me back, shifting her long body to let me lie almost prone on her chubby tail, cushioning me as she leaned over to follow me down. Her lips stayed locked to mine as we switched position, the sultry roiling of her organ making my heart skip as she lowered me down.

She opened her fat lips with an exaggerated smack and made a show of withdrawing her tongue, making sure that I could see the obscene length of it as it curled back into her mouth, wet with thick strands of our saliva. She licked her lips, and gazed down at me, her shadow casting me into gloom as the sun beat down upon her back. She liked the warm weather, she spent a lot of time sunbathing on the roof of the barn, and it seemed to energize her as if she were solar powered. She felt warmer than usual, probably a combination of her sunbathing, and her burgeoning arousal.

She began to pop the buttons of my shirt, moving down slowly until the garment was splayed open and my chest was exposed. She dragged her claws gently from my collar to my waistline, gentle, but with enough pressure to make me me flinch as her claws drew red welts in my skin.

“W-What if someone sees us,” I gasped, my head still spinning from her invasive kiss. She cocked her head at me and chuckled, ‘who will find us here?’ She was probably right, the only other farm for miles was Kadavy’s and he had no reason to come out to the pond, and the trees concealed us from view of the road should the Mutons pass us on their way home.

Vi went back to work, lowering her head to press her spongy lips against my neck, planting a sucking kiss and pinching me with her fangs. I was a little worried that she might inject me with her maddening venom again, I’d never make it back home under my own power if she did, and a part of my brain that sought only thrills and lust almost wished she would. That didn’t seem to be on the table today though, she contented herself with delivering non-venomous bites that electrified my body, pleasant shivers rolling down my spine as she mouthed and sucked. Her warm tongue escaped her mouth to wrap my throat as she nibbled my shoulder, crawling up my neck like a giant worm to slip into my ear and tease me. There was just something about having her play with my neck, those inch long fangs pressing against my jugular as her powerful tail immobilized me, the excitement and danger ever present as the killing blow was threatened yet never delivered. Maybe it made me insane, but I found her aggression irresistible.

She uncoiled her chubby tail from my torso to allow herself access to me, pressing her heavy breasts against my chest and sliding them down my body, her hard nipples pressing between their protective scales. Her soft, pale underbelly rubbed against my erection, as smooth as velvet as her boobs enveloped it. They were like fleshy bowling balls, large enough to completely encompass my member and bury it in her warm cleavage, she squeezed her breasts tighter and huffed with amusement as I bucked into them reflexively.

She began to move, slowly at first, keeping her ample bust squashed together so that her silky skin slid up the shaft. She lifted the massive orbs from below with her hands, fighting gravity for possession of them as their delicate fat spilled through her fingers, then let them fall heavily to impact my hips. She watched me with her yellow eyes, gauging my reaction as she twisted them, rubbing them against my shaft and teasing the head. She paused for a moment, opening her mouth and letting a thick glob of her saliva fall from her lips to roll between her boobs, wetting my cock in warm drool and making her breasts slippery. I wanted to reach down and play with them, sink my fingers into the yielding flesh, but she still had my arms pinned against my sides with her tail as she supported me from below.

She increased the pace of her movements, my throbbing erection encased in her inviting meat and lubricated by her spit, the almost imperceptibly small scales of her soft belly like satin on my skin. I bucked and writhed, trying to fuck her breasts, the weight of them almost too much for me to lift with my thrusts. She crossed her arms over them, their supple surfaces deforming around my member, and huffed her amusement at my struggling.

She went faster, her fat breasts falling with enough force to bruise, her grip on me growing ever tighter as she kneaded and squeezed them. She curled her sinuous neck so that she was peering down her cleavage, and shot me a lascivious glance before parting her lips and revealing her long tongue, winding out of her mouth like a snake in its own right and crawling down between her boobs. It sank into her flesh, and after a moment I felt its slippery, hot surface find the glans of my member and wind around it. I flinched, the powerful muscle sneaking beneath my foreskin to paint the tender head with her viscous saliva. I couldn’t see what she was doing with it, both of our organs buried out of view in her ample chest, and so every stroke and lick was a surprise that sent stars dancing across my vision. She moved more slowly now, teasing me with the doughy flesh of her warm breasts, her worm-like tongue grazing my sensitive tip and creeping down my shaft. It was like an appendage in its own right, near a foot of pink, flexible muscle that she could use to manipulate objects as well as drive me to distraction with her probing kisses.

She circled the head of my cock and tightened her tongue like a noose, her saliva dripping from her parted lips onto her chest, rolling her boobs up and down my length. She leaned down, her neck as agile as her long tongue, and pushed her snout into the depth of her cleavage. She tugged my member towards her mouth with her tongue, and I groaned as she pulled it between her lips, wrapping them around the head. She sucked my member into her mouth, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat, the warm, slippery muscles struggling around me as she fought her gag reflex. She swallowed, saliva pooling around my twitching erection, her tight gullet rippling and milking me in waves. Her tongue teased the underside of my shaft, shifting and wriggling as she tried to accommodate me, and she somehow forced me even deeper down her throat. It was like being squeezed by a fist clad in damp silk, snug and firm, my back arching as she slid her tongue downwards to graze my balls.

She raised her head on her flexible neck, drawing back and letting my member rest between her breasts again, a copious mess of stringy saliva falling into her cleavage as her lips left my tip. She kneaded her breasts, squashing them together and spreading the mess, starting to slide them up and down my shaft again as the drool made everything slippery. Her skin was as smooth as glass, the scales even softer and more delicate than usual after she had shed, as if she had turned back time to a period of her life when she had been even more radiant and sensuous than when I had met her.

She subjected me to another few thrusts with her weighty boobs, then pressed her head down again, finding the tip of my member between her pillows and crawling her lips over it. Again she drew my cock into her mouth, wrapping the smooth muscles of her throat around it and teasing its length with her agile tongue. She smacked and sucked, the obscene sounds somewhat muffled by her breasts, her drool matting my pubic hair as it escaped down her toned belly.

She had me trapped in a heaven of her own making, and she wasn’t letting up, waves of wracking pleasure crashing over my body as she subjected me to her relentless teasing. I began to feel a pressure in my loins, a welling orgasm that threatened to erupt as she drove me towards the edge. I tried to conceal my mounting excitement, knowing that she would cut me off before I spoiled her fun, likely doing a terrible job of it as my beet red face contorted and my hips pushed inexorably deeper into her welcoming throat.

She shot me a knowing glance, the corners of her mouth coiling into a smirk, and started to slowly decrease the stimulation as she backed off. She let my sore, rigid member drop out of her mouth, linked to her lips by a thick strand of fluid that quickly broke to fall to her breasts. She pulled away, switching positions and letting me fall to the grass, aroused and frustrated as my cock jumped in the air in time with my beating heart. She slithered back towards the trees that ringed the clearing, looking over her shoulder at me with a sultry smile, the springy muscles were her ass would be were she a human rolling attractively as she weaved from side to side.

She sat and leaned against the trunk of one of the trees, presenting herself to me and beckoning with a long, clawed finger. I rose to my feet unsteadily, my legs like jelly due to her draining kisses, and began to shuffle towards her. She laughed at me, and I realized that my pants were around my ankles, and so I stepped out of them. Somewhat more red-faced than earlier, I arrived before her, her head level with mine despite her sitting position due to the difference in our height. Her long tail snuck up on me, sliding up my back and sending a surprised shiver down my spine, then it curled around my head and urged me down towards her belly. I fell to my knees, Vi gazing down at me with an air of superiority, arrogant and expectant as she guided me down past her hanging breasts. She released me from the grasp of her powerful tail when she was sure I knew what she wanted, splaying her swollen labia and exposing her pink, glistening flesh to me as her juices leaked down her ‘thighs’.

I rested my hands on her wide hips and she shifted her weight, her sculpted abdominal muscles rippling, taut and hard beneath her smooth skin. I bit her hip softly, pressing my lips against her scales and tasting the sweat on her skin, crawling towards her belly as she sighed appreciatively. I felt her fingers delve into my hair, taking a handful of it and giving it a firm tug that stung my scalp and sent a pleasant shudder rolling down my spine. My lips touched the chiseled lines of her abs, and I ran my tongue over the channels they cut in her soft flesh, beads of her sudor reflecting the light that pierced the green canopy above us.

I moved down towards her loins, tracing the contours of her muscles until the heat rising from her rosy lips met my cheeks. She pulled my hair again, my heart fluttering and my erection surging as I hovered over her leaking opening. I leaned in and dragged my tongue from bottom to top, the metallic taste of her vulva prickling my tastebuds as I circled the engorged nub of her clitoris. She wet her fat lips with her tongue as she watched me, eyelids drooping as she tugged at my hair and urged me onward. I slipped a finger into her twitching hole, the walls of her tunnel closing around me in a silken embrace, undulating and contracting as they sought to drag me deeper inside her. She was hot and ready, her emission oozing from her in thick strands, her ample chest rising and falling heavily as she peered over the mound to watch me.

I sucked her clitoris between my lips and trapped it there, running my tongue over its hard, smooth surface and driving my fingers deeper into her dripping tunnel. She pushed against me, her long spine arching and her wide hips bumping my face, her grip on my hair keeping me in place as she thrusted. Never mind bored, she must have been downright steaming, she was practically fucking my face.

Her juices dripped from my chin as I mouthed and kissed, tracing the folds of her lips with my tongue, her vagina crushing my fingers with a strength that still surprised me. She pulled my hair again when my licking slackened, aggressive and wanting, a rumbling purr rising her her throat. She sunk her other hand into my hair, stroking as if she enjoyed the texture of it, the pleasant sensation of her claws on my scalp making me shiver. I worked ardently, my face coated in her slick fluids, my fingers inserted up to the knuckle as her muscles enclosed them. She tightened and relaxed in a rhythm, my erection aching and throbbing as I imagined sliding it inside her, the sensation of those fleshy walls wringing my climax from my body.

She grew more and more agitated, rolling her great hips against my face and tugging at my hair, her eyelids drooping as she enjoyed the sensation of my tongue roaming around her sex. Droplets of sweat trickled down her toned belly, following the channels the muscles created as they bulged from her skin, and I dug my fingers into the meat of her hips. She pulled my face against her loins, pressing me into her, feverishly hot and slippery with her juices as her excitement mounted. She gyrated and ground her loins into my face, practically suffocating me as I tried to keep up with her greedy demands.

“Damn it Vi, slow down,” I complained, my voice muffled by her groin, she merely huffed her amusement and gave my hair a sharp tug. I gasped, feeling the tapered end of her long tail curl around my aching member, wrapping the shaft much as her tongue had and beginning to stroke softly, her pale underbelly smooth and spongy on my skin. Her tail was dexterous, her steely muscle firm against my cock beneath the soft fat layer, the thin tip circling my glans and using my leaking precum as lubricant. She crooned happily as my licking and kissing became more fervent, and her long body shuddered, an appreciative tremor flowing down it as I moaned into her. My cheeks were burning, red and dripping with strands of her emission, her musky taste on my tongue as I probed and mouthed.

I realized I was leaning on her, my legs giving out as her gentle stroking became harsher. Her tail constricted my member like some hapless deer caught by a python, the fat coils rolling up and down the shaft to squeeze the base and the head, driving bolts of draining pleasure through my body like electric shocks. I collapsed into her, my head resting on her muscled abdomen and my arms draped over her hourglass hips, shivering as the sensation overcame me. I rubbed my cheek against her abs, nuzzling the firm muscles, made slick by her sweat and now her juices.

She didn’t let up, her tail pumping and teasing, my member aching as she massaged it with her smooth scales. She tugged my hair sharply, raising my head so that she could see my face over the bulge of her massive breasts, and leaned down on her long neck until her lips were an inch from my face. I felt her warm breath on my skin, my heart pounding, unsure of whether I should anticipate a lewd kiss or a punitive bite, equally excited for both possibilities.

I watched her pearly fangs unsheath from the roof of her mouth, following with my eyes as she slowly brought them down over my neck, my breath bated and my heart quickening. She gave me ample time to pull away, watching me with her amber pupils, her lips curling into a smirk when my motionlessness betrayed my guilty compliance. She pressed them gently into my skin, kissing me with her puffy lips, the strength of her bite increasing as she ran her tail up and down my cock. I moaned into her taut abdominal muscles as her teeth broke the skin, her warm tongue lapping at the small trickle of blood that escaped. She ran her claws down my spine, making me flinch into her, then crossed her arms around me and pulled me against her belly.

She held me for a while as I gasped and writhed in her arms, her tail milking a stream of precum from my sore erection as she kept me on edge, never providing enough stimulation to give me the release I longed for. She stared over my shoulder, her expression turning sly, then before I had time to protest she gathered me up in her tail and carted me across the clearing. After a blur of motion I found myself soaked in cool water, a lily pad sat atop my head like a hat as Vi laughed at me from the bank of the pond.

I sputtered, spitting out water and glared at her.

“What the hell Vi?”

She tested the water with the tip of her tail, finding the temperature to her liking, then slid in waist deep. She lay back, resting her elbows on the grass and lounging. She curled her tail around my waist and pulled me closer to her as I brushed my sodden hair from my eyes.

“We could have had a bath at home,” I complained as she drew me towards her, a mischievous glint in her eye. She gripped my hair again, the sting giving me an almost Pavlovian erection, I really had to get a handle on that...

She slammed her lips against mine, pushing the length of her tongue into my mouth and almost choking me with a ravenous kiss, her organ worming its way into my throat as she mouthed and cradled my burning cheek in her hand. She dragged its slimy surface across the roof of my mouth and my inner cheeks, bulging them outward as she filled my head, her saliva dripping from between our locked lips when they parted to allow me a scant breath of air.

She pulled away from the rough kiss, her hand resting on the top of my head, and watched me pant. She made a gesture as if advising me to take a breath, then as my eyes widened she pushed my head beneath the surface of the water.

The pond was clear, I could see the mud that we had disturbed beneath us, along with an alarmed frog that was swimming away from us. Vi’s hand was still in my hair, holding me underwater, and she pushed me towards her submerged loins. Strings of her juices floated from her labia, more buoyant than the water, and she pressed my face against her crotch. It was obvious what she wanted, and I resumed my work, licking and sucking as I played my tongue over the folds and creases of her organ. I slipped my fingers inside her, her passage alarmingly warm compared to the cool water that surrounded us. After a few moments I started to run out of air, and moved to rise to the surface, but she held me down. Alarmed, I patted her scaly rump, and this time she let me back up to breathe, gasping for air as she kept her grip on my hair.

I opened my mouth to complain, but she filled it with her sinuous tongue, muffling me and draining the anger from my body. I felt my muscles relax despite me, and I found myself leaning into her invasive kiss, the complex taste of saliva, pond water and her emission confusing my senses. She roiled her thick tongue in my throat, my eyes tearing up as she pushed deeper, strong and invasive. Finally she withdrew, leaving me gasping and wanting, my erection pulsing as the tip left the surface of the water. She glanced down at it and smirked, pushing me back into the pond.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, sinking my fingers into the meat of her springy ass for purchase as I returned my tongue to her vulva, invigorated by her salacious kiss. I closed my lips around her clitoris and sucked, pulling the hard protrusion into my mouth and teasing it. I pushed my digits into the yielding flesh of her butt, the smooth fat giving way to the firm muscle that lay beneath, and I kneaded the doughy meat. She writhed and squirmed as I took handfuls of her chubby body, her grip in my hair tightening as I ran my hands over the perfect globes of her rump.

The contractions in her hot tunnel were growing stronger and more frequent, the smooth flesh of her walls clamping down on my fingers, her leaking juices floating up past my face in clumps and strands. I needed air though, and tried to break away, but she wouldn’t let me up. I tapped her hip, but nothing, and I felt the vibration of her huffing to herself. I struggled more ardently, starting to suffocate and panic a little as the corners of my vision began to darken, finally she let me up. I broke the surface with a splash, ready to lay into her when I was done gasping and chocking, but again she swept me off my feet and delivered a kiss so deep and sexual that I could hardly remember my own name when she was done with me. Damned alien, she could play me like a violin, and she knew how much I loved what she did to me.

She shot me another Viper grin, and dunked me beneath the surface of the pond for a third time. I couldn’t take much more, I felt like my stiff member might swell so much that it would split like a hotdog if she kept up the teasing for much longer.

I circled her winking opening with the tip of my tongue before plunging my fingers back inside, her muscles undulating around them as they pulled my digits deeper. I could feel the hellish barbed papillae scrape my fingertips in the depths of her loins, parting like a forest of soft bristles as I probed and grazed her sensitive walls. God, I needed to feel those wrapped around my cock, and soon, or I felt I might explode. The harsh, cruel pleasure they inflicted was intoxicating, downright addictive.

She wrapped her fat tail around my erection again, making me yelp, bubbles leaving my mouth and rising to the surface where they popped to her apparent amusement. She began to stroke, jerking up and down as I desperately serviced her, my oxygen supply starting to run out. It would be hard enough to hold my breath for this long if I were lying still at the muddy bottom of the pond, never mind having Vi jack me off with her tail.

She wrapped it around the base of my cock like a noose and pulled tightly, causing me to yelp and exhale the lungful of air I had been storing. More bubbles, and more rumbling laughter from Vi as I struggled towards the surface. She let me up without a fight this time, watching me sputter as I caught my breath, a sadistic smile on her lips. I wasn’t angry though, I was needy, my erection throbbing so hard it was almost painful.

“V-Vi, come on ... I want you bad.”

Her hood flared outwards at that, a sign of surprise, and her features quickly changed to an expression of seething arousal as she lifted me in her powerful tail. She positioned me so that I was above her, then lowered me gently towards her splayed loins.

She rubbed the moist head of my cock up and down her lips, coating me with her stringy juices, the warmth of her pink flesh almost hot enough to scald me. She pressed my sensitive glans into her opening, just the tip slipping inside her slippery tunnel, gripping me like an eager mouth as her muscles pressed down on me. She pushed me deeper, tight enough that it was a struggle, her fleshy walls parting to accommodate me as her thick emission eased my passage. Finally I broke through, and she slammed me up to the hilt, forcing a groan from us in unison as my member pushed into her most intimate reaches. Her muscles gripped me like a fist, the torturous papillae I had longed for now searing my glans like a forest of flexible bristles, her fever-hot tunnel undulating and quivering around my member as if trying to fight me. She closed her powerful tail around me, constricting me like some kind of giant, waterborne anaconda and handling me like a doll. She dragged me out, her satin flesh scraping up the length of my shaft, pulses of tingling pleasure rolling up my spine with blinding intensity.