Kept: An Erotic Anthology (35 page)

“What about mine?” Blazar asked, he too settled closer to rest his cock onto her tummy. “A strange thing to be sure. I wasn’t certain if I got the length right. The males covered quickly when a female came yelling about missing a Cali. The males seemed to be in charge, which is why I chose these forms. Only one of the males took his limb out of his loose flesh after putting it on, then let the limb spew on a tree. Are we supposed to spew? Is it a greeting ritual? A show of dominance? The female didn’t look impressed. She lowered her head and averted her eyes in a subservient manner.”

Cali squeezed her eyes shut tight.
This is not happening
. “Where am I?” she asked.

When she opened her eyes, she gazed around the room at anything that didn’t look remotely cock-like. Out a window, space was flying by.

Figures.

“You are aboard our hunting vessel,” Blazar said. His cock bounced, Cali looked away and,
unfortunately, directly at Deimos’s cock. It also bounced. “What an interesting piece of anatomy.”

“Hunting vessel?” Cali asked, while thinking things were getting curiouser and curiouser. “
And for the love of God get your big ass dicks away from me
.”

Both men stepped back. “You appear unsettled,” Blazar said. “This is only temporary. We will return you once we have completed our mission in this quadrant.”

“When will that be?” Cali ground out.

“I’m afraid I have no concept of your time,” Blazar said. “We, that is Deimos and me, didn’t know humans existed until today while hunting the Gars. This is a new quadrant we happened onto by chance.”

“Gars?”
I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming… 

“Gars are not only flesh eaters but eaters of everything and do not belong in your world. They take on several shapes. Some appear harmless. They are dangerous. To them, eating is as important as the air you breathe. It’s a natural function, one that never ceases. They are insatiable and if left to their own devises would consume—everything. Both Deimos and I are universe hunters. When in our natural form, the Gars are helpless when met with our light. As are you. I’m afraid we burned you in our haste to kill all of the Gars. If we had not, they would kill again.”

“Can you at least find us all some clothes to wear?” Cali knew she sounded a bit frantic. Having a conversation with men claiming to be aliens was bad enough, but to have it while they were all naked was nerve wracking.

“I’m sorry female human. I cannot produce loose flesh,” Blazar said.

“Cali,” she snapped.

“You are not a human female?” Deimos asked.

“My name dumb ass, it’s Cali. I can’t stay here naked, for days.”

“Why? You look so interesting, most intriguing,” Blazar said. “You will note the temperature in our vessel is warm enough.”

“This is kidnapping. It’s illegal,” Cali said.

“Stealing you away from Earth wasn’t our original plan. There is no malice involved. I understand; we have captured you and you feel you are a prisoner,” Blazar said.

“I am a prisoner,” she wailed.

“I have had to weigh the pros and cons of our mission and your health,” Blazar said. “You had to be healed, but the Gars are destroying beings on other planets. You needn’t fear Deimos or me. Instead of thinking yourself a prisoner or captive, think of it as though being kept—for now.”

Cali glared at him. “But we’re all naked,” she stressed.

“Why is this relevant?” Deimos asked.

“Because, well because,” Cali stuttered. “You’re men, or males…you’re
naked
.” She was also helpless and lying nude spread out like a Thanksgiving goose dinner.

“Do male and female humans do something together when they are naked?” Blazar asked. “Explain your culture and we will try to accommodate your needs.”

Cali felt the blush creep up her throat. Explain sex? They didn’t know what their cocks were, let alone how to use them.

“It just feels strange to be naked,” she mumbled. Boy, was that an understatement.

“You will be fine,” Deimos said, again he grinned and wiggled his lips around for a second making weird faces. His gaze strained down creepily to stare at his lips making the whites of his eyes prominent. He moved closer to place a hand on her shoulder. The tip of his cock poked into her. Cali jumped off the bed. His cock was rock hard. Deimos took a finger and poked his dick.

    “It grows,” he said. “When it’s aimed at Cali.”

Blazar looked down at his cock thoughtfully. He too had a hard on. “Is this strange growing appendage a weapon? The yellow fluid it spews, is it dangerous?”

“The uh, yellow fluid is waste,” Cali muttered.

“Interesting,” Deimos said. “Strange.”

“And a little uncomfortable,” Blazar muttered. He stroked his dick making Cali go redder still.

Oh my God I’ll die if he jacks off in front of me.

“Well don’t touch it,” Deimos demanded. “It may spew.”

If you only knew…

“We have work to do. You may wander our vessel, but don’t touch anything,” Blazar said. He released his cock.

Both he and Deimos turned and left, their cocks bobbing up and down in front of them. Cali rubbed a weary hand across her face. She then sat up and stared down at her big boobs. She needed a bra; when loose, the girls tended to fight. There had to be something on this damned ship to restrain them. Cali was now on a mission.

Chapter 2

Cali twisted her neck uncomfortably around to stare into another room. It was empty. She had been prowling for some time. The ship was huge. It appeared she and the two aliens were the only occupants. The largest room was where Deimos and Blazar seemed content. There had been blipping and bleeping gadgets and numerous panels which lined the walls. Earlier, she had strained to peek at them then wandered off in a hurry, anxious to avoid them until feeling presentable.

The walls were shiny; in fact, the entire ship gleamed like polished silver inside. Open-mouthed, she entered the strange room. She had never gazed at anything cleaner in her life. Under her bare feet shone more silver. When Cali looked down, she could see her reflection and blushed when her lower lips, big as day, stared back at her.

“That’s not something I needed to see right now,” she whispered. At least her ass wasn’t bright red anymore. “I’m naked in a ship with two hot aliens who are really bright lights. Get a grip girl. Oh, I can get a grip—on anything, ’cause I’m hangin’ out all over.” Her words were emphasized in the quiet room by her low growl of frustration.

There were types of closets in the room. Cali ventured to open one. She smiled when she found strips of a cotton swab material all in bunches together. Perhaps the room was for First Aid, it would make sense of the sterile environment. When she gripped a handful, the slightly sticky material broke off in chunks. Cali stuck a blob on one boob, it held. Staring at her reflection in the high polished silver she went to work. Soon her ass, boobs and mound were covered in the substance. Now if she could just get the guys to wear this, at least over their cocks. Maybe then she could have a normal conversation. Granted they would all resemble the Stay Puff marshmallow man but this was better than nothing.

Feeling somewhat more confident, Cali strode through the ship finally coming to the larger room where she knew she would find Deimos and Blazar. Both men stood quietly, or so she thought. Cali’s hands flew to her ears and she cried out. Both men turned to stare at her, their eyes blazed a spooky yellow, neither had ears on their heads anymore. Cali fell to the ground in agony and fear. Large arms gripped her and she cried out.

“Oh my God, what did you do to yourselves, to me?”

“Damn.” Cali heard Deimos swear, he was practically running through the ship with her clutched to his chest.

“We should have known better. This is my fault for allowing her free will to roam and not protecting her. Our natural voices are too much for human ears. We’ve hurt her again,” Blazar yelled.

Cali groaned and peeked open an eye as she was settled once again onto the table. Relief was instantaneous. Both men had their ears back. Their eyes were once again perfectly normal. They stared at her in concern, except Deimos looked more confused. As he stared, Cali couldn’t help but feel she blundered with something. It had to be the cotton material. Deimos leaned closer to Blazar to whisper.

“Blazar? She is wearing our food.”

“Maybe she missed her mouth, Deimos?”

“She looks a little silly.”

“Hmm, the food is strategically placed to cover her globes and fur,” Blazar said. “I think there is more to this naked thing than she is letting on.”

I’m wearing their food? Uhg.

“What happened to me?” Cali asked.

“Humans cannot cope with the tone of our natural language. Your eardrums are too sensitive. My data base has so little information I deduced this myself. It would appear I am correct,” Blazar said. “You see my species hears with all orifices. We absorb our language which passes through our entire being. Your skin is only semi-permeable. Our words cannot enter you though they try. I’m guessing the effect is less than pleasant.”

“You think?” she choked out in annoyance. It had felt like knives were digging into her. It was like jumping into a freezing cold lake while being assaulted with pins and needles.

Cali lay there feeling sticky. The clothes she stuck on, or rather their food, was melting. It was worse than being naked. As she rose from the table there was a sick sucking sound and a pop as the gummy substance clung to her skin and the table surface, then released. Cali was naked again, the sticky mess lay on the table. Both men looked at the table in disgust.

“You are that desperate for loose flesh you would wear food?” Blazar asked. “Your rituals are strange.”

An odd noise began to emanate
from all around the room and ship; perhaps an alarm of impending doom and Cali looked at Blazar feeling concerned. The ship’s engines powered down.

“It would appear we’ve reached our destination.” Blazar smiled. “It’s time to hunt.”

“You’re leaving me alone on your ship?” Cali asked.

Blazar looked a bit uncomfortable. “Yes. For now. It shouldn’t take long. I’m sorry, but I can’t risk you wandering again. This planet’s atmosphere resembles Earth, but there are no humanoids. Deimos and I must take our natural form before exiting the vessel. It would be too dangerous for you to accompany us.”

Cali was certain she didn’t like the sound of that. “What are you going to do with me?”

“We have a holding cell,” Deimos said. “You will be thafe, I mean safe.”

    Cali began backing away. Now she realized what the other rooms were, cells. These aliens did take captives. She turned to run. It was too late. In one swift action, Deimos had her over his broad shoulder. There was no sense in struggling, Cali could feel his muscles rippling as he moved.

Damn, his ass even looks good from this angle.
For a second, she felt like giggling hysterically.
Well, at least his ‘asses’ do.

***

The holding cell Cali had been plopped into was approximately eight feet wide, eight feet long and eight feet high. A box structure made of some highly polished silver substance related to steel. The walls and ceiling were smooth, the wide door appeared to be
glass but Cali guessed it was much stronger. Blazar had informed her the security force field was turned off; she would be safe if captive. She couldn’t hurt herself if she touched the walls or door, she just couldn’t escape.

So much for being kept—kept in a box. Not a captive my ass!

There was a silver oblong bottle on the wall that hung down with a spout. Blazar said it held a liquid similar to Earth’s water. There were on occasion times the hunters brought specimens to their home planet for scientists to study.

Cali examined the spout. She took the small tube into her mouth and sucked. A clear liquid slipped down the clear tube and filled her cheeks. She swished it around her mouth for a moment before determining it was palatable. She scowled suddenly after having a thought.

I’m a God dammed gerbil.

It had to have been hours since she was placed in the cell. If the aliens had no concept of time, Cali worried they might be gone months, she would be dead long before then. The water bottle seemed to fill from another tube but there was no food. Cali had no idea if she was still in space or on a planet. Her back slid down a wall and she wrapped her arms around her legs, her chin rested on a knee. She began to sing a silly tune just to hear her voice. Shortly after Cali heard a noise coming from outside her cell. She scrambled to her feet and raced to press her face against the glass anxiously.

Thank God they’re back.

“Blazar? Deimos?”

A low growl built in tempo and Cali’s hair stood on end. Her nose crinkled in disgust. The noise had been preceded with a distasteful smell of wet dog. Goose bumps dotted her skin. Cali stumbled back into a corner, her arm stretched across her breasts while her other hand lowered to cover her mound. She pressed her ass against a wall. The creature that stalked into view was repulsive. It stood on two hairy legs with two fur covered arms and clawed feet. The dark chest resembled that of a gorilla. Its freakishly long neck was covered in scruffy fur. Not exactly humanoid, the wolf creature had sharp white foot long fangs hanging from its huge long muzzle. Pointed furry ears twitched in her direction. To Cali, it looked as though the creature had come from hell.