Chapter 1

It was a warm summer night in Lafayette - the kind that made people leave whatever windows and doors they could safely keep open to let cool air flow in. Most had turned in early, eager to forget about the humid heat. Street lights weakly flickered here and there. In the deep hours of the evening, nothing stirred.

Nothing, save for a creature at the very edge of town. It was vaguely humanoid in form, its pearl-like skin glistening wetly in the night. It moved with inhuman grace from cover to cover. One could be mistaken in considering it female, for its curves hinted at a desirable femininity - but they would be wrong.

It had no knowledge of such things, nor of the values associated with them. All it knew and understood were the driving forces of its existence: to hunt, and to breed. Its alien flesh was moulded by its creator with a very specific plan in mind, and it would do it until it couldn’t any more.

Lafayette didn’t know it yet, but an invasion had begun in earnest.

Jerry Davis figured himself to be a lucky man. Despite the terrible housing market and the lack of job opportunities, he and his girlfriend had managed to cobble the money together for a downpayment on a home in Lafayette. Sure, it wasn’t quite the big city dream that they had in mind, but they could make do. The neighborhood wasn’t that bad, either. With some hard work, he figured he was finally in for the long haul.

That said, the weekend warmth that night was driving him mad. Despite Lana’s protests, he had gone shirtless to bed that night. A pair of boxer shorts was the clothing he had bothered to wear. Despite his efforts, sleep eluded him, and soon he had gone down to the kitchen to grab something to drink. Sweat poured down his back, each drop fat and warm as it rolled down his spine. It only served to irritate him as he grumpily rummaged through the refrigerator.

His hand finally closed around the last lukewarm soda in the chiller. Jerry grumbled to himself as he rolled the can on his neck and gently closed the door. No need to wake Lana, after all.

He took several moments to gaze at the street outside. “Another week of this heat is going to be a grind.” he thought to himself. The weather reports claimed that the heatwave was totally natural, no respite in sight. With a heavy sigh, he popped the can open and drank slowly, relishing each swallow as the liquid flowed down his parched throat.

A cool gust of air was the only warning Jerry had before something hissed behind him, sharp fangs easily puncturing his neck. His grunt of surprise was followed by bewilderment as his body began to respond to the alien substances injected into him with alacrity. He was barely aware of a warm, wet body pressing against his back, a hand slipping into his boxers as his cock began to drip like a barely-opened faucet. The can fell from his finger onto a nearby chair as his resistance ebbed quickly, replaced by an ever-building arousal. With a soft moan, he arched his back and pushed against his assailant as the intruder’s soft hand wrapped around his manhood. A part of his mind realized that his cock was already slick with liquid, and each thrust only made it spurt harder against his already-drenched boxers. The intruder’s other hand was roaming his chest, squeezing and teasing his skin with each passing moment.

Soon, Jerry’s resistance had crumbled completely. The only thing he could do was lean against his lover as his cock kept spurting his seed. His brain could barely form any speech beyond unintelligible moans and grunts. Soon, the only thing it could recognize were the waves of ecstatic stimulation as his body changed. The sound of fabric tearing startled him as cool air grazed his now-exposed crotch, and a moment later he felt his body being turned around, his butt landing on the floor.