Fneech & Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)
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				Title: <strong>Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 21:14:58</strong>
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				(http://ropata.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/pale_blue_dot2.jpg)<br><em>Planet Earth, as seen from the edge of our Solar System</em><br><br>"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves." - Carl Sagan, astronomer, futurologist, and resident of the above Pale Blue Dot<br><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions</span></span><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; A Ramster P. Dambo Production</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; Original concept by Ramster<br>&nbsp; Starring ramster, Aiden, Dashenka, Kunoichi &amp; inflatetress<br>&nbsp; <span class="bbc_u">Mystery guests welcomed, encouraged and to be introduced unexpectedly</span><br>&nbsp; Planet Earth, MMX</span></span></span><br>&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 01:11:25</strong>
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				<strong>FNEECH'NGKT</strong><br><em>A word on scale</em><br>Time is relative to the speed of the observer, and the planet he or she comes from. Anyone can divide the rotation of their planet by 24 (or whatever other number is convenient - this can depend on the observer's number of fingers), then subdivide those division by 60 and 60 again, sixty being a nice, neatly divisible number. It makes a difference how huge the planet is though, and words like "day", "month" and "year" become worse than meaningless without such reference points. The Ningtiktik year is a complex cycle around a binary star system, for example, which can vary considerably. It makes celebrating your birthday tricky on our planet. Let us therefore begin by defining the second as the duration of 9,192,631,770 periods of the radiation corresponding to the transition between the two hyperfine levels of the ground state of the caesium 133 atom. Caesium 133, the atom the Universe sets its watch by. <br><br>The Ningtiktikling foot is a complex organ, which can vary considerably in size. Nevertheless, there is a traditional unit of measurement on Ningtiktik called a foot, equivalent to almost exactly one billionth of the distance traveled by visible light in a vacuum in one second, as defined above. (COMPUTER: That makes the metre around 1/300,000,000 of a light-second, primitive Earthlings.)<br><br>This allows me to begin our tale, without my head spinning so fast my mating dreadlocks become a blur. <br><br><div align="center"><strong>Time: The Present</strong></div>It is the year* of our Universe 20,000,000,010**. About eight weeks after leaving the sacred singing sands of Ningtiktik, we approached a modest yellow star on an outer arm of a spiral galaxy. Our search for mates on other planets involved cruising at our leisure through space and time, seeing if our sensors pick up anything interesting. This arm of the galaxy seemed particularly boring.<br><br>Suddenly, our Zabutron Omnireceiver crackled to life. Jackpot! <br><br><strong>"Gnongk!"</strong> I yelled across the bridge as an image was projected on the wall, turning my Astrothrone towards it. <strong>"The centibison has nibbled!"</strong> We'd received a radio image broadcast, much like our great great grandfathers used to watch. Even our ancestors weren't as primitive as the savages who must have made this, however.<br><br>The broadcast depicted two organisms, most likely similar to the makers of the programme, which proved beyond reasonable doubt that there was no intelligent life on their home planet. The built in dubbing system of the Zabutron translated for us: <br><br><strong>"Tattoos are cool."<br>"Yeah, I wish I was born with one."<br>"You're not born with tattoos, dumbass. You get them when you join the navy."</strong><br><br>Despite their woeful lack of intelligence, I felt there was some common ground between us and the unknown broadcaster's primitive excuse for a civilisation, as the yellow maned and brown maned creatures sniggered <strong>"Score! Score!"</strong> Judging by the voluptuous shape of the females with whom they hoped to do so, I actually found myself agreeing with them. And such a moronic species would be in no shape to stop us taking what we wanted.<br><br><strong>"Gnongk, we totally need to check out this MTV planet. Look! We have a target lock. Pale blue dot, ten light hours or so to the left!" </strong> Our Head Up Display helpfully marked the source of the cartoon for us on the cockpit canopy:<br><br>(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/71/PaleBlueDot.jpg/350px-PaleBlueDot.jpg)<br><br>I turned the big red knob on the console, and gazed in wonder as the Krakka Spacefolders deformed and squashed the universe between us and the planet. The view was like watching the end of the Universe in reverse, and as seasoned spacefarers Gnongktingunk and I had got so used to it that we only faced it with a very mild sense of awe and terror. <br><br>Our ship swung around the planet's moon on its abduction approach, and our sensors detected the wreckage of a small blue space probe near its South pole. It had obviously crashed not too long ago. Not bad for a bunch of sniggering primitives. As we descended closer towards the planet's atmosphere, I pulled open the cooler underneath the dashboard and produced two sealed vials of ice cold Noxila, handing Gnongtingunk one with the toast:<br><br><strong>"To new horizons, and mating ducts as yet undiscovered!"</strong> I cracked open the volcanic glass seal and closed my mouth around it, savouring the sweet, dizzying refreshment as it vaporised&nbsp; in contact with oxygen and bubbled down my gullet. The complex alcohols of Noxila provide relaxation for hours, and make your mating dreads grow thick, strong and lustrous. <strong>"Have a Ouangk?"</strong> I offered my shipmate, popping on of the tiny purple grains on my yellow tongue from a nifty handheld dispenser. As the drug dissolved in my mouth, I felt my tail swish with excitement beneath my seat as my body started grooving to the Electronic Beat of the Spheres. That's one thing that makes Ouangk such a pleasure: you get a different buzz in every solar system.<br><br>With a tug on two of the Captive Pod toggles, I sent up our two captives for light entertainment. It was always fun to see abductees welcome a new arrival, and I was sure we'd find a suitable target. <strong>"Hi there, Hroon and Nystl-Squidgirl!"</strong> I beamed, as their cylindrical, transparent captive pods popped through the floor in front of us and swung open. It was hilarious how dizzy those things made the stargirls. I got up and spun the cephalopod female around, slapping her fondly upon her grabbable hindquarters and giving those sexy short tentacles a tug. There were two features we mainly selected our victims for: boobage and ass. And not having rotating cutting teeth in their cunts.<br><br>(http://www.renderosity.com/mod/forumpro/media/folder_6/file_264303.jpg)<br><br>Our good ship <em>Wrath of Hrung</em> extended its landing stilts and landed in a rocky desert, late at local night. Never land your battlecruiser in a planet's capital if you want to avoid a lynch mob, is what they taught us in the Imperial Cadets. The ship extended its pheromone sniffing probe to detect the nearest female primitive in heat. When that happens, you just say bingo. My package throbbed excitedly in my loinskull.<br><br><strong>"Reel her in!"</strong> I laughed as our short range tractor beam picked up the detected victim. Then I looked on the control panel, and frowned. <strong>"Mass: 2.6 kronks? I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TRAL, NO FAT CHICKS!"</strong> I yelled angrily at our on board computer TRacker of Alien Life forms, or TRAL for short. Then I realized the female we'd caught was still inside some kind of box on wheels. That would be interesting for Gnongtingunk to take apart; alien hydrocarbon-iron age technology could be fascinating. <br><br>The metal box of poontang was zapped on board, and materialized with a puff of smoke from its tail inside the designated circle in front of us. Luckily we had a spacious commanders lounge. I casually strolled over to the metal box, pulled off a side panel and flung it aside, and firmly but carefully extracted its inhabitant by her soft yellow mane. <strong>"TRAL, translate,"</strong> I ordered, and addressed our new passenger:<br><br><strong>"You're the same species as Beavis are you? My, my, look at those funbags!"</strong><br><br><br><br>_____________________________________________________________________________________<br>* Let 1 year equal 31,556,926 seconds, the average number of seconds in one Ningtiktik year, 1/17 of our planet's complicated orbital square dance around our suns.<br>** The Universe has been scientifically proven by our people to be <em>exactly</em> this number of years old, since its excretion by Lord Hrung, who lifted His Tail and Farted the cosmos into being. This age was calculated recently by sawing in half three pulsars in three different galaxies, counting the growth rings, and measuring the distance between them by looking through black holes to the opposite end of spacetime. Needless to say, none of our victims' civilisations will be capable of such a feat for the next million years or so.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 01:46:23</strong>
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				<strong>Anya</strong><br><br>One minute Anya was flying though the desert on hew way home from Vegas in her Pontiac Solstice (a car that was ironically now extinct) and the next minute...no, second she found herself...indoors? Somewhere?&nbsp; It looked odd, and she wondered if it was one of the new casinos or maybe some strange part of the Luxor she had never scene before, it didn't cross the bimbo's mind to wonder how on Earth she had just been teleported from the California desert back to Vegas...she was simply curious about <em>where</em> she now was.&nbsp; <strong>"Huh?"</strong> she looked around, highly confused...and although it seemed like she an eternity to try to figure out what had just happened before she could fire up her GPS she was being yanked from the car by...by something!&nbsp; And by the hair never-the-less!&nbsp; Anya immediatly started flailing and screamed, she reached for the steering wheel in an attempt to stay in the car but the creature was simply too fast and strong for her, grabbing her by the hair of course also threw her into a brief startling shock.<br><br>Whereas only a second or two ago Anya was cruising along on Route 40 now she was being held by her long golden hair and barked at by some nasty...creature?&nbsp; Hopefully it was someone in a costume.&nbsp; Maybe this was one of those stupid magic shows?&nbsp; It must have been, this thing knew English after all.&nbsp; <strong>"Beavis?&nbsp; What are you talking about?&nbsp; Who are you?!&nbsp; Let go of me!"</strong> The blonde bimbo swatted at the creature in vain as she struggled break free of his grasp.
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				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 03:18:17</strong>
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				<strong>Gnongktingunk</strong><br><br>I had nodded and accepted the Ouangk which I promptly opened and drank down in one gulp, crumpling the empty container and tossing it for one of the smaller clean up droids I had made to clean it up. Sure enough the beeping machine came out of its little cubby and picked it up and scuttled off to melt it down for use later, perhaps I would make it a companion droid as every planet so far had lacked any form of actual intelligent life forms, much less intelligent technology to keep the droid company. <br><br>A wicked though crossed my mind as I saw him handle the aquatic beauty as I eyed the other one, she looked fierce in her own primal ways. With intentions of manhandling her as well I was quickly distracted by the loud creak of coiled suspension in the main bay of the ship. I heard the beeping again after our ship drew in a crude looking transport device before me. He was first to pull out it's pilot and I quickly reached for a scanner and made sure she was not infested with disease. Despite their lack of evolution, some of the microorganisms they carried and harvested could cripple us and that meant no drinking and mating with the alien forms.<br><strong>"Those mammary organs are false..."</strong><br>I had never seen such reckless disregard for a creatures body, implants were only done in cases of life and death in our society but as I looked at those massive melons I kinda liked them. My hand moved up and gave it a grope, soft and inviting...I quickly tore at her clothing to feel the warmth of the flesh. My scanner quickly picked up her vitals and stored it for later use. <br><strong>"and quite soft..."</strong><br>Giving the globe in my hand a final squeeze I walked off and stored my scanner in a slot in my loin cloth/belt. <br><br>Hissing a few words in our native tongue I had a large robotic looking arm come towards the vehicle. As I went through the cars belongings I picked up a can that appeared familiar but much more crude. I popped it open and heard familiar hiss of a broken vacuum, bringing it close to my face I sniffed. <br><strong>"These beings have a form of Noxila...it is not very strong but we should refill our dwindling supply!" </strong><br>I was more excited over the prospect of a planet with alcohol over the rather erotic appearance of the planet's women.
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				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 03:27:07</strong>
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				<strong>Anya</strong><br><br>Just as Anya had started to give up on swatting at the first monstrosity upon her the second arrived and...<strong>"Hey!&nbsp; What do you think you're doing!?"</strong> started to grab her breasts!&nbsp; She took a swat or two at the second alien and then watched as he started to go though her car.&nbsp; Upon finding the beer she blushed a bit, <strong>"Hey!&nbsp; It wasn't opened so it's legal ya know!"</strong> she rolled her eyes and then sighed, for now ignoring the first alien that was still examining her apparently.&nbsp; <strong>"Who are you people!?&nbsp; Where am I!? Is this the Luxor?&nbsp; This isn't funny ya know!" </strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 11:39:57</strong>
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				<em>It's Nystl-za, you savage. Or EnZee... Squidgirl... pah</em><br><br>NZ sat in her cilindrical cell, mostly bored after the initial fright of her abduction had settled. They could at least gave her something to do. These Ningtiktiklings were advanced in a different way than her own people were. They had technology that was more advanced, like space ships and weapons but their way of living seemed primitive to Nystl-za. They still used actual words to communicate. She had tried to communicate with them and the other female creature in captivity using her mind but it seemed that these creatures were unable to.<br><br>She was still unsure of the true nature of their mission but they must have been desperate to come to this far corner of the galaxy. So far the only thing EnZee had thought of was for those two aliens to start a new colony on a new planet. It would explain why they only captured two females and travelled all the way to this outback of space. When she had her vision straight again after being spun around she blinked at the sight of the planet and where they had landed. If they had to mate and settle a new colony, she would have hoped they could find something better than this. <br><br>Then she noticed the female alien in what looked to be a form of mechanized transport. Another thing EnZee didn't have. They used the lush flora and fauna of their planet to get to places but as she looked closer this place seemed deserted, except for some rocks and mountains and a lot of light brown material she had never seen before. It looked nasty. They beemed the female in and her curiosity took the better of her. She too stepped closer and inspected the female. It certainly didn't look worth&nbsp; the effort of travelling across star systems but then again, her hosts didn't look too bothered. One of them actually seemed to like the huge organs on her. <br><br>The biological lay out of the female seemed pretty much the same as hers except of course the human was much more savage and looked primitive. And then there was her voice... if all humans sounded like that... they best obliterate this planet. EnZee got bored with the creature rather soon and sat back in her cocoon, closing her eyes, imaging the lush vegetation on her home planet. She made a mental note to try and have a decent conversation with her hosts about their plans and her part in it. For now, she left the female and the hosts alone with their primitive ways of communication.<br><br>As she sat there, thinking about home, the images of the past time since she was abducted came up. Although EnZee was a master in controlling her emotions and thoughts, traumatic experiences like those were hard to hold back. She and the other girl were used as mating tools or practice as the aliens never actually mated. The memories were bad and EnZee tried to ban them from her thoughts. It was the reason why she had felt so bored. She was doing something but because she had banned the thoughts. The probing and research they had done on her and the other was another indication that they were indeed trying to find a new colony. In a reaction she curled herself up in protection and suddenly felt pity for the new creature on board, knowing that everything that was done to her, all the humiliating actions and the painfull intrucions, were going to be done to this new alien as well. <br><br><em>Bad memories. Banned..... failed...</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 12:46:41</strong>
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				<strong>Hroon</strong><br><br>For the Ghrenda'ana known as Hroon, life was looking pretty good lately.&nbsp; Once upon a time, life had been something of a struggle to survive, stalking through the jungles of her home world, hunting alone, or alongside the cunning Ghrenda, not knowing from one day to the next where she would find herself or whether she would be having anything to eat...&nbsp; It hadn't been a very happy life, she knew now, but at the time, she hadn't even been capable of imagining anything better for herself.&nbsp; The matter of survival had kept such dreams out of her mind entirely.<br><br>Then had come the abduction, which had initially been quite the frightening experience.&nbsp; Lifted up into the air, spun around and around, and then that bright light...&nbsp; And when she awoke, she had been a cold place, laying against some sort of silvery stone that she had never seen before, and she had been unable to move.&nbsp; Those had been frightening days, when she was unsure of the intentions of the massive creatures that she soon understood had taken her from the jungles she once considered home.&nbsp; But she came to understand their intentions soon enough, just as they came to understand her needs soon enough, and before long, her living space had been transformed into the veritable paradise she regarded it as now.<br><br>It was such a nice, warm place, kept at just the temperature she liked, and the whole enclosure was filled with plants from her native jungle.&nbsp; There was warm soil, a tree to climb on, vines to swing from, and food was provided upon request, tasty food that seemed to magically change flavors as she ate it...&nbsp; Games were provided, too, though she didn't realize that that was what they were.&nbsp; There was the magic rock carving, with different parts that could be pressed down, and you had to press on them in order with the colored lights, there was the bouncy creature, that changed colors at random whenever you smacked it around a little, there were the glowy lights that sometimes descended from the ceiling, that she could jump onto and swing around from, and then there was the little scurrying creature that came in whenever she had to relieve herself and let her chase it around a little bit...<br><br>That one was a distraction, though.&nbsp; She knew because she hadn't chased it around once, and this other, big creature had come in to keep the place clean.&nbsp; The big one wasn't any fun, though, so most of the time she just chased the little one around, instead.<br><br>And all this magic and wonder in exchange for something so simple and enjoyable!&nbsp; Hroon had felt the tentacles of her masters intrude into her body a few times, by now, and while that first ordeal had been rather unpleasant, they soon learned how to make her feel the pleasure that they seemed to derive from the act, such that she didn't mind it at all.&nbsp; It seemed a fair trade to her, letting them have their way with her body in exchange for getting to live in such a wondrous place.&nbsp; Her days were happy, and sometimes they even showed her some things that were really interesting!<br><br>Take now, for example.&nbsp; From time to time, her enclosure moved around within the ship.&nbsp; She had learned to recognize when she was being brought to other places within the ship, and while it was always a dizzying experience, it never took her too long to recover from that dizziness.&nbsp; In this case, by the time she had recovered, her two saviors had brought in some sort of large, rumbling red creature, that breathed out noxious black smoke, like she had once seen coming from the top of a mountain.&nbsp; Riding on top of it (inside it?) was a much fleshier, pink and yellowish creature, but that one wasn't the one that interested her.&nbsp; Instead, dropping to all fours, she had let the two men and the blue woman inspect the pink one, and stalked about the edges of the room, studying the massive red creature, trying to determine which direction was its front and which was its back, and whether or not it had seen her.<br><br>It seemed docile enough, especially since everyone else was standing right next to it and paying it absolutely no thought at all...&nbsp; Still, she waited a few more seconds before moving in closer, long legs bunching up beneath her and her butt sticking up in the air for a bit... and pouncing!&nbsp; She aimed for the odd indentation on the creature's back, a part that was a brownish color, and landed without effort, fingers gripping tightly in case the creature panicked and attempted to throw her.<br><br>No movement.<br><br>She waited just a bit longer, tightened her grip...&nbsp; Nope, the creature didn't seem to mind at all.&nbsp; It was still making that rumbling noise, though.&nbsp; Perhaps it was asleep?&nbsp; Hmm.&nbsp; Come to think of it, the brownish parts weren't as hard as the red parts, and kind of felt like a soft underbelly of some sort.&nbsp; Maybe the pinkish creature was like its child or something, and had been feeding when they took it in...<br><br><strong>"Gah!&nbsp; Pthngw!"</strong>&nbsp; Yuck!&nbsp; Okay, no, that definitely wasn't food...&nbsp; Looking at her two saviors, she asked the question that was on her mind.&nbsp; <strong>"Faneesh?&nbsp; Ganonk?&nbsp; What is this?"</strong><br><br>That was her best attempt at pronouncing their names.&nbsp; Fneech'ngkt was Faneesh, Gnongktingunk was Ganonk, and Nystl-za was Squiggurl.&nbsp; Or Nisstil, but that name sounded like she was hissing in displeasure, so she didn't really like to use it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 18:04:53</strong>
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				<strong>Anya</strong><br><br>Standing with her long legs spread apart a bit and her hands on her hips in a rather stern manner the big-breasted human looks back over her shoulder as she hears a commotion upon her car.&nbsp; Upon seeing the creature on top of it Anya gets even more angry!, <strong>"Hey, what is that thing doing on my car!?&nbsp; Get outta here!"</strong> she swats at the creature a few times as she clumsily takes a few steps towards it, trying to pivot in 7 1/2" heels required some concentration that Anya didn't really have...especially not at the moment!&nbsp; <strong>Now I am really not amused people...get me outta here right now!"</strong> she continued to swat at the creature atop her car in vain.
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				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>10-06-2010, 13:46:39</strong>
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				<strong>FNEECH'NGKT</strong><br><br><strong>"It's a thing, Hroon,"</strong> was my explanation to our stripey little friend&nbsp; for now. Hroon usually seemed content to let most unknown objects remain Things. I pulled the female from Idiotworld closer to restrain her, as I watched Hroon pounce on the device we'd abducted her in with a roar of rasping Ningtiktik laughter. <strong>"Shut up, you idiotic creature,"</strong> I testily told Tailball Boobs, pulling out a bunch of my dreads and shoving them firmly in her mouth, then tied her firmly to the room's central metal pole. It wasn't a structural feature. Satisfied that I had our new guest's attention and that she wouldn't interrupt me, I tried to make things a little clearer to her primitive brain, no doubt the size of a&nbsp; gnomgnom fly's.<br><br><strong>"You're on an alien spaceship, you imbecile,"</strong> I told the lady with bionic mammaries, slapping the grotesque jugs with the tip of my flame red tail to make my point. <strong>"Hasn't anyone ever abducted a member of your species before? I can understand why, for Hrung's sake,"</strong> I wondered aloud, slicing open the material the creature was wrapped in with my ritual hunting knife. <strong>"TRAL, open your sample hopper. Some fabric from one of the worst dressed races in the known universe for you here. See what you can work out from it."</strong> I walked up to the wall and placed the shreds of soft fibre in the open sample hopper, slid it shut, and took two remote electrodes from the control panel's drawer. <br><br><strong>"At this point, we'd normally interrogate you, but I think both my colleague Gnongktingunk and your fellow passengers Hroon and Nystl-za are enjoying your silence as much as I am for now. I am Fneech'ngkt of Drrrnoskop, from planet Ningtiktik. The fellow member of my species here, if you can tell who that might be, is my countryningtik."</strong> I spoke slowly, pointing out everyone as I mentioned their names. <strong>"Nod if you're following me so far. We're making a stopover on your little dump of a planet, then we're getting the Marklar out of here and going to a civilised part of the universe for some scrumbles. Now, do you have rotating teeth in your cunt?"</strong><br><br><strong>"Stop making friends with the red thing, Hroon,"</strong> I smiled at this point, picking up the small, adorable and somehow incredibly sexy creature from წ47560 with my arm around her waist, as you'd pick up a pet spliggen back on Ningtiktik. I rubbed her between the ears and patted her softly between the hindlegs, then gently and rhythmically pinched her foremost pair of nipples. I whistled with my nostrils, and my Astrothrone walked towards me on its little retractable feet. <br><br>Taking a Number 27 Probing Utensil from a wall mount, I sat down in front of the restrained captive and examined her closely. The genital opening was located between two shaved flaps of flesh, which I spread with the Utensil. There appeared to be a small hole, seemingly free of teeth or other sharp hazards. If you've ever got completely trunkydunkied on Ouangk, then stuck one of your seminal tentacles inside a Harrhbelli girl's flanjj, you'll have learned to inspect a species thoroughly before you make such a painful mistake again. Inserting the finger thick end of the Utensil into the hole, I adjusted it with a screw knob on the end and pressed a little button to squirt in some mild, organic, non-corrosive lubricant. The small screen on the side of the tool, specifically designed for this purpose, read "Entry non-lethal. Estimated number of previous residents: 60-100." No genital grinding apparatus, what a relief. I left the tool poking out of the skank's cunt and walked over to Nystl-za. <br><br><strong>"Nystl-za, if you get bored of watching an exotic new species being probed, you're welcome to go back to your holding cell and play with your chemistry set,"</strong> I offered Squidgirl sardonically. She seemed to be moping again. <strong>"Have a potion, babe."</strong> I cracked open a vial of Noxila and poured some between her lips with a specialised funnel from the Probing Kit. Once the stuff gets between your lips, its flashing into intoxicating vapours usefully means spitting the stuff out doesn't help. As if even a savage would spit out fine Winking Centibison Noxila! There was, of course, NZ to take into account. I closed my thumb and forefinger in a ring around her ankle and stroked the sole of her foot gently with the tip of my tail, which sometimes seemed to cheer her up in combination with a cheeky drink. That also often made her a little more talkative. <strong>"Hroon, over here, try and make Squiggurl give us a smile,"</strong> I said, beckoning to the bouncy pouncey creature.<br><br><strong>"Gnongk, look at these readings on TRAL's Probe Management Interface,"</strong> I laughed. <strong>"The material installed in the creature's mammaries appears to be a form of thinking aid. See? It has a data processing potential of over 60% of the sludge composing her central nervous system." </strong><br><br>After these initial observations, I stroked the bound female's face, had the remote electrodes apply a mild shock to her nipples to stimulate her silicon based auxiliary brains, and told her: <strong>"I think we can question you now. Answer our questions and don't say anything your own species would find stupid."</strong> After removing the ball of my dreadlocks from her mouth, I pushed my finger to her lips and asked <strong>"Tell us about yourself, pink female. Tell us everything you know."</strong><br><br>I changed the setting of the Utensil in the animal's mating duct, so it throbbed softly and secreted a steady flow of heptafructose solution inside her. This tended to have a calming effect on simpler life forms.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>10-06-2010, 14:39:57</strong>
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				<strong>Hroon</strong><br><br>It was a thing?&nbsp; Ohhhh, so that was it.&nbsp; Not a living creature, it was just an object of some sort, probably making that rumbling sound because it was magic of some kind.&nbsp; Whatever magic the pinkish creature may have had was clearly no match for Faneesh's though, so Hroon wasn't too concerned.&nbsp; She was just getting ready to curl up on the warm, comfortable surface when the pink one lunged at her and started making a lot of noise, and that in turn got her riled up, causing her to scrunch up, bare her teeth and ready her tail.&nbsp; She was completely open, not even thinking that the creature she was facing was a threat to her.&nbsp; Silly creature.&nbsp; It would be so easy to just cut loose, lay one out right between the eyes...<br><br>Fortunately for the pink creature, she was restrained and gagged before the Ghrenda'ana got around to knocking her out with that muscular tail and dragging her up onto the roof of her own car.&nbsp; And so Hroon relaxed a little more, and watched the resulting interrogation with some interest.&nbsp; So then, like every other being on this ship, the pink creature wore some sort of covering over her body...&nbsp; Not really interesting, especially since it was Hroon's opinion that she looked better with it off.&nbsp; The covering seemed to barely cover anything, anyway.&nbsp; Why was she bothering to wear it in the first place?<br><br>When she was picked up off the top of the red thing, Hroon let out a pleased cooing noise, which she kept up as she was petted.&nbsp; The coo changed to a deeper purring sound as the Ningtiktikling's hands began to wander, however, and Fneech would feel that foremost pair of nipples he was rolling between his fingers begin to harden after a few seconds.&nbsp; Out of habit, she butted her head gently against the skull that he used as part of his covering, but it soon became clear that he was too preoccupied with his new catch to feel like indulging himself with her at the moment.&nbsp; Which was a bit too bad, as his touch had certainly gotten her in the mood.&nbsp; Bounding over to Gnongk, she started to rub up against his legs and make that same purring noise, but then...<br><br><strong>"Hroon, over here, try and make Squiggurl give us a smile."</strong><br><br><strong>"Okay!"</strong>&nbsp; And then she bounced over into Nystl-za's enclosure, and perched down in front of the aquatic girl, looking up at her from her spot on the floor.&nbsp; <strong>"Hello, Squiggurl.&nbsp; Wanna play?"</strong><br><br>Of course, in her experience, Nystl-za wasn't really the most open inhabitant of the ship, but some of the things she did when she wanted someone to pet her seemed to amuse Fneech and Gnongk, so perhaps she would be able to make the squidgirl smile, somehow.&nbsp; Rolling over onto her back, for instance, arms and legs held up, scooting around on the floor like that.&nbsp; Or bounding around and flipping off the walls, while making sure not to accidentally break anything.<br><br>Maybe trying some of that 'dancing' thing her saviors had tried to teach her once, after they'd had a lot of that fizzy nectar-like substance...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 07:45:56</strong>
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				<strong>Gnongktingunk</strong><br><br>With Fneech busying himself with the initial probing and prodding I quickly ordered the ship from a nearby under interface to dissemble the red transport until the usable alloys was taken into my junk heap for later. The stripped frame was callously rolled off the ship before I returned to a console on the ship and busied myself with my task. I quickly searched for more of this "beer" on the planet, finding many miles away a small establishment ran by a three eyed creature named "Habeeeb". <br><strong>"Look I have found a dark skinned creature...with a deformation it seems..."</strong><br>I pointed out my observation before the main area where the transport had stood began to fill in with crates and boxes of human food stuffs. Crates upon crates of "beer","liquor", "chips","jerky" and other assorted treats that came individually wrapped. I inspected the bounty curiously, opening a small package and sniffed it. Taking a bite out of it I chewed the sweet treat before swallowing. <br><strong>"mmmm that is quite good...Hroon...here give some of this to Nystl-za...also..."</strong><br>I did not mind sharing our new bounty with our pets on the ship, no longer interested in the spoils of the planet I walked over to the yellow head where Fneech had mentioned something about her massive mammaries.&nbsp; <br><br>I inspected the large breasts once more, the tentacles at the back of my skull whipped around and cupped each one before they began to constrict and grope the flesh. <br><strong>"No...I do not think so...I think we just happened to get one of the stupider ones...her brain activity has not changed since we brought her on board. Even as you ask her questions there is very little activity in what I assume is her brain." </strong><br>Then it donned on me!<br><strong>"She is a mating drone, that is her purpose it would explain everything!" </strong><br>A tentacle separated from her breasts which were now being molested by the leathery strands of sinew, attaching itself to her temple. <br><strong>"Computer...recreate this creature's natural environment." </strong><br>A hologram panel showed up, much like it had when the enclosures for Hroon and Nystl-za were made. This time around it was no under water hide-away or jungle paradise which I respected these other species for, what was created was a red tinted room decorated with brass poles and flicking colored lights. From her memories It revealed her dancing nude for males as they stuffed green slips into her lower garments.<br><strong>"It seems she tends to the male who spends the most on her and then..."</strong><br>Recreated visions of Anya's various sexual acts began to display on the holograms around her.<br><strong>"It seems this one is trained in the arts of reproduction."</strong><br>I gave Fneech a nod as if we had just struck veins of Ouangk in the last expected of places. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 15:40:58</strong>
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				<strong>Anya</strong><br><br>The blonde was just about to really start causing a fuss when one of the creatures stuffed something nasty in her mouth.&nbsp; Her blue eyes widened and then she stood there rather confused.&nbsp; She waited with a great deal of surprise and a bit of anxiousness until she was prodded, shocked and teased in her most sensitive of areas.&nbsp; <strong>"Ughhh...hey!&nbsp; Watch it.....eeeEeeeee!"</strong> her eminent complaining was put to a halt once more as the second alien began to attach strange objects to her breasts, which seemed to be quite good at knowing what to do with them!&nbsp; She blushed and moaned a bit as her eyes crossed a little and she let out a small gasp.&nbsp; <strong>"Uhh...ooOOoooo....oh my!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>12-06-2010, 12:17:47</strong>
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				<em>Squiggurl.</em><br><br>She could accept it from Hroon who was a much simpler being than her but at least she had her innocence and simpleness to fall back on. This new creature on board seemed to redefine the meaning of simple in all possible ways. Her form was just, primitive. Two legs and two arms yes but where was the rest? No additional limps or other additions to make life easier. Just a pair of gigantic things that were deemed useless by EnZee's race many many millenia ago. There were to feed the babies and hold up the armor on the hunters. A size like that, would just get in the way or choke the babies.<br><br>Although she tried to look uninterested, Nystl-Za watched in amazement at how tame this new creature was at the invading of her reproduction organ. It wasn't too different from her own. Sh'iv females had a very narrow but deep organ as the opposing sex had long, slim and muscular organs. Another thing that was different was how dry it was on the new creature. Sh'iv females have a lot of sweet tasting slime to protect it from infections and to protect the capsule the women produce two weeks after impregnation. They then 'give birth' to the capsule the size of a Sh'iv baby and it then gets taken to a special fertility chamber in one of the under water strongholds to keep it safe until it's old enough to break through the capsule. <br><br>This woman was desperately dry and when Fneech opened her up, Nystl-Za could almost see bacteria's come out and in. Disgusting...<br><br>She smiled at her hosts as she was given a drink and some food and somehow Fneech had found out how to arouse her species.. rubbing the sole of her feet. She giggled at Hroon and gently pushed her over on her back and started to pet and rub her just below her breasts on what had to be her stomach. <br><br>Tickling Hroon she just had an idea.<br><br><em>"Fneech, Gnong, I have a truth serum in my lab. It works on the Sh'iv. On this creature though, I think half a vial would already work."</em><br><br>Sh'iv language was a strange mixture of a lot of different tones. From the low frequency tones used to communicate under water, to high pitched singing. She wasn't sure if the Earthling could already understand what she was saying and therefore ignored looking at her.<br><br><em>"And I could do some research on the material inside her mammaries. To see what it does."</em><br><br>She was still petting Hroon and now occasionally teasing the creatures breast and cunny as she got aroused by Fneech's touch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>12-06-2010, 18:55:17</strong>
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				<strong>Hroon</strong><br><br>Hroon didn't much care about what was happening to the pink creature.&nbsp; It was easy enough to hear just what was going on with her, anyway.&nbsp; She was being very loud with that moaning, and didn't seem to do much in the way of talking at all.&nbsp; That, combined with Gnongk's comments about her being a 'mating drone', and how she was 'well-trained in the art of reproduction', made it pretty clear that the pink creature was already enjoying the touch of her new interplanetary masters.<br><br>More of interest to the Ghrenda'ana was the stick of strange-smelling meat she had been given to give to Nystl-Za.&nbsp; It was long and twisty, and it came in a flimsy, transparent shell that tasted terrible and seemed to be completely inedible.&nbsp; Fortunately, it seemed to be easy enough to peel back...&nbsp; Looking from Squiggurl to her saviors, and then back to Squiggurl again, Hroon tried to decide what to do.&nbsp; The Sh'iv seemed to be more interested in petting her and talking with the two Ningtiktiklings about the new arrival than anything else.&nbsp; Surely she wouldn't mind missing out on the taste of this strange meat-stick...&nbsp; Right?<br><br>First she started with a nibble.&nbsp; Then she took a bite.&nbsp; Then, just as she got to the point of wolfing down the strangely dry, smokey meat... it was gone, leaving only an odd desire for more of the stuff.<br><br>Nystl-Za's tickling drew laughter out of the Ghrenda'ana, while her petting elicited that pleased cooing noise.&nbsp; Hroon was enjoying the Sh'iv's touch, and didn't even notice at first when her hand started to wander...&nbsp; But she did eventually, and when she found herself getting aroused by the other alien's touch, she found that she really didn't mind.&nbsp; Fneech was the one that had first gotten her turned on a few minutes ago with his own touch, rubbing a hand over each of the four openings her body had between her legs and then teasing her lowest pair of nipples, and after that he had seemed to lose interest, or at least had had a stronger interest in the pink creature than in her.&nbsp; Gnongk was the same, so if her fellow passenger on this ship wanted to bring her a little comfort in that area, she wasn't going to complain.<br><br><strong>"Squiggurl..."</strong>&nbsp; Admittedly, she did sort of wish that NZ would go a little lower, touch more than just the top-most opening...&nbsp; And as she plaintively called out the Sh'iv's nickname, she squirmed around on the floor in front of the other girl, trying to get her to go lower.&nbsp; <strong>"F... feels good..."</strong><br><br>Of course, Hroon wasn't exactly hogging the good feelings to herself.&nbsp; Laying back like that, her tail was in a pretty good position to wind around Nystl-Za's leg, wrapping around her ankle and going up almost to her knee.&nbsp; A little gentle contraction of the muscles in her tail, and she was rubbing it gently over the other girl's leg easily enough.&nbsp; She could go lower down or higher up the leg without too much trouble, and the very tip of her long tail was raised high in the air, the sticky fluid it secreted glistening in the ship's lighting and its sweet scent wafting through the air.<br><br>It was a part of her body normally used to ensnare prey and bludgeon them to death.&nbsp; As a result, it wasn't very sensitive to the touch, though it could still at least feel something.&nbsp; But perhaps that intoxicating scent might have another use?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>20-06-2010, 20:30:35</strong>
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				<strong>Fneech'ngkt</strong><br><br>Ah, a mating drone! It says enough about our own species that many of the innovations in robotics that allowed our maintenance droids to work originate from mating drone technology; we're certainly familiar with them in their various forms. This one appeared organic, and hadn't evolved a coin slot yet like the ones back home. Not that an extraningtiktik machine would be likely to accept Imperial Zwillies anyway.<br><br><strong>"Right TRAL, get us off this little planet before we start a war with it,"</strong> I ordered, before I got too engrossed in playing with our new toy. <strong>"A truth serum? You crafty squidheaded sorceress,"</strong> I whispered in Nystl-za's ear, letting my hand tease her sex gratefully for a moment as Hroon did something strange but cute to her leg. All the pheromones filled the room with a strong, enticing smell. <strong>"Go and get it then, before I give her a Potion of Increased Stupidity by mistake. That doesn't bear thinking about. Run along!"</strong> I chuckled, giving her a firm slap on the rear.<br><br><strong>"Gnongk, let's enjoy the view of this creature's planet while we teach it what to do with our telescopic tentacles,"</strong> I grinned, opening a bottle of the local intoxicant and taking a healthy swig as I flipped up my loinskull, exposing my mating tentacles. Standing over the pink slut-creature, I rubbed my seven thick, extending appendages over the lips and inflated breasts of our captain, and wondered where to stuff them first.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 04:54:10</strong>
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				<strong>Anya</strong><br><br>As a host of tentacles appeared in front of...and thus connected to the creature that had abducted her, Anya's eyes lit up once again, both from shock and wonder!&nbsp; <strong>"What the heck!?&nbsp; Wow..those look...so real...like something outta the movies!"</strong> she chuckled and looked up to the creature and then to the other one...she still had no idea what they were calling themselves, they picked such silly and stupid names after all.<br><br>Her hands went to her hips as she eyed the tentacles, somewhat nervously and somewhat out of wonder.&nbsp; <strong>"Okay look, I'm very impressed...but I must insist you return me to my car and the road...actually if you could return me to my car and like telaport me back homt to Corona Del Mar that would even better than me having to make the four hour drive....just tell me what you want and maybe we can make a deal?"</strong> For the first time since being brought a board the blonde seemed willing to cooperate, her eye brow raising a bit in a seductive manner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 06:44:07</strong>
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				<strong>Gnongktingunk</strong><br><br>I eyed Fneech and made a gesture for him to shove his mating tentacles into her mouth before I did, for the love of Gnork she would not shut up! It was obvious this thing was only made to mate and not converse at all. The dreads at my back split into two, one side wiped between her thighs, slapping her cunt before the dreads parted the rare cheeks lewdly to locate the puckered entrance. My hand removed my groin skull, my own seven mating tendrils blossomed at the sensation of air and flailed freely against the creatures buttocks with a whipping motions. The sounds were loud, each slap arousing me further and began to spike when one of the seven tentacles pushed into her asshole and secreted the jelly like pre-cum to lubricate the opening for the much larger shaft. <br><strong>"Fneesch, either silence her with your mating tubes or gag her, I tire of her ranting!" </strong><br><br>Before either of those occurred I shoved the full thick alien hood of mine deep into her bowels, thrusting into her as I ordered for wrist restraints to drop down so we could hang the human fucky toy for easy access from both sides by us. The creature named Anya was now hanging, her heeled feet barely crazing the floor as my strokes bucked her forward. Soon enough Fneech would fill another one of her orifices and we would put on quite a show for squid girl and Hroon. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 06:55:04</strong>
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				<strong>Anya</strong><br><br>Anya was too busy bitching and complaining that she didn't even notice the tentacles coming out of the other creature, once they started to slap her she began to voice even more complaint...<strong>"Hey!&nbsp; HEY!"</strong> but then it was too late...before she could stop it she felt once slide up her bottom! <strong>"OOooooo!"</strong> she perked up and her blue eyes went cross as she moaned...but once again she had little time to react fully when the REALLY large tube went up her backside!<br><br>Her eyes stayed cross however, and she simply moaned as she was lifted off the ground, her platform pumps dangling about as she spread her long slender legs a bit.&nbsp; Within a moment thick fluid was dripping out of Anya's other entrance, the moaning continued.&nbsp; As she was rocked back and forth her platinum hair and enormous breasts bounced up and down and back forth.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 10:22:05</strong>
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				Very reluctant NZ freed herself from the arousing tail of the smaller creature and scratched the belly one more time before getting up. Her long legs stretched as she rose a little higher than the hosts. Shaking off the leg where Hroon had wrapped her tail around she shrugged and gasped and made a soft hissing purr at Hroon before leaving the compartiment to get the potion.<br><br>Walking fast to get back to the sweet sensation of the Ghrenda'ana she rushed into her lab and blindly grabbed the potion she thought was the truth serum. It was a light blue colored drink in a very small glass bottle. Still in her arousing rush, EnZee didn't notice that she had taken the wrong potion and that the potion she was rushing back to the hosts was in fact a lust potion that would drive anybody who would drink it into a lustfull frenzy. It was a mistake she wouldn't normally make but Hroon had gotten her mind off enough to make it now.<br><br>She grunted as she handed the potion to Fneech and then plucked Hroon off the ground and carefully dragged her to a chair overviewing the hosts and the earthling. Her log fingers soon began to rub the belly again and scratching the nipples, hoping to elude that same reaction with the creatures tail again. This Ghrenda'ana was worth studying some more but that would come later. Her mind was not exactly set to studying anything at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 21:02:53</strong>
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				<strong>Hroon</strong><br><br>Hroon had been having such a pleasing time with the squidgirl before.&nbsp; They were rubbing each other, making their various little pleased noises, and both were quite clearly becoming aroused...&nbsp; But then the pleasure was interrupted, and Hroon was once again left without any real sense of satisfaction, left on the cold floor of her current surroundings to simply watch and wait.<br><br>Admittedly, there were some pretty entertaining things to watch...&nbsp; Her saviors, Fneech and Gnongk, were having their way with their new acquisition, and unlike the Ghrenda'ana, the human seemed to be taking well to her first encounter with Ningtiktik tentacles.&nbsp; If her species had had any concept for such a thing, Hroon probably would have been watching the ongoing event and thinking 'what a slut', or something like along those lines.&nbsp; Her species didn't have any such concepts, however, and so she instead simply watched the procceedings with growing arousal, her tail swishing back and forth agitatedly while said growing arousal started to drip onto the floor.<br><br>And then, just when she was ready to pounce someone...&nbsp; NZ returned!&nbsp; And the Ghrenda'ana happily accompanied the Sh'iv over to her the chair, hopping up into the aquatic girl's lap and curling up with her with a definite intent to pick up where they'd left off.<br><br><strong>"Squiggurl make it feel good again?"</strong>&nbsp; She questioned, as those long fingers began rubbing at her again.&nbsp; Taking hold of the hand, she guided it down between her legs.&nbsp; She was somewhat shy about it, however.&nbsp; This clearly wasn't something she had done before...&nbsp; <strong>Re... really want to feel good again..."</strong><br><br>And almost instinctively, her tail had curled around the other girl's legs once again.&nbsp; Obviously, she was prepared to return the pleasure she would be receiving.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>30-06-2010, 19:57:36</strong>
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				<strong>FNEECH'NGKT</strong><br><br>I took the curious little bottle of liquid from Nystl-za, sniffed it cautiously and poured it between the pink girl's lips. Interesting. Her body temperature seemed to shoot up. Time to explore her mating apparatus with my tentacles.<br><br>Each of the thick, rubbery tentacles extending from my groin stretched out and investigated. Two thick appendages wrapped themselves around a breast each and squeezed, as another two speared roughly into her entrance, two more holding her legs apart with the last one shoved into her mouth. It found a small wet tentacle of the girl's own in there to play with.<br><br>The sensitive tips of two other tentacles coiled and wormed their way up the girl's mating tract. They flickered from side to side as they enjoyed the similar conditions to inside a hot piece of Ningtiktik tail. Speaking of which, I lashed the slut between the thighs with my flexible tail to add to her excitement. <strong>"This is a very informative interrogation,"</strong> I nodded to Gnongtingunk opposite me.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 19:48:49</strong>
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				EnZee had just sat down and adjusted herself to be comfortable with the green creature on her lap when the new prisoner was fed the potion. Smiling at how helpfull she had been and at what Hroon was doing to her legs and with her hands, she sat back contently. She felt the warm tissue of Hroon beneath her fingers and when she found out what she wanted with her fingers she hissed out a giggle and tickled what had to be Hroon's intimate parts. It truly was a remarkable creature and one that would not stand out at her watery home planet to live in the small patches of jungle. <br><br>The tail around her long legs felt great too. Strange but great and gently she guided the tail down to her foot, while watching Fneech and the new alien. Something about the reaction was wrong and it took her a few moments in her clouded state of mind what it was.<br><br>She had given the wrong potion to the human! It was a stimulance potion to increase hormone production. The poor thing was releasing enough hormones for an entire galaxy to hump her and certainly this two Ningtiktiklings were the only ones to let it out on her. They would get an overkill of hormones as they had given her the entire potion. They would feel the consequences of that as well and EnZee hoped that whatever specie the alien was, the endurance was enough to satisfy the hosts or Hroon and herself might get some too. <br><br>How could she have been so careless? It must have been the sensation Hroon was giving her, she rushed back to the 'feel good again', and took the wrong potion with the same color. Not wanting to reveal it and hiding her mistake for as long as possible, she said nothing and instead looked at the pink alien and the hosts doing some 'mating game' while her leg was being caressed by the green tail. <br><br>"You like this don't you," she whispered at Hroon and tickled even more, not comfortable enough in going further without knowing the true anatomy of this peculiar thing in her lap. For a moment she felt the potion in the air, the enormous overdose spilling from the human's body, evaporating in the air, spreading it through the ship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 17:54:12</strong>
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				The human cum dumpster found herself being violated in every available hole!&nbsp; She had experienced a dick in each of her entrances before but never all at once!&nbsp; She blushed, her eyes went cross and she simply moaned as she was flung about by the leathery, sick tentacles of the aliens...who she was finally starting to suspect might actually be aliens!&nbsp; The though jostled her quite a bit and her blue eyes opened wide in shock, she tried to scream but of course only mumbled came out as she was being forced to deep-throat the tentacle currently!&nbsp; In reality though her disdain was short-lived, as having three large appendages stuffed into her at once was more than she could handle...fluids started to drip out of all of her holes as her moaning amplified...clearly to some degree she was enjoying this!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 19:14:57</strong>
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				<strong>Gnongktingunk</strong><br><br>Two of the tentacles that made up my main sexual organ had not gotten a chance to push into the blond fuck toy which I did not mind as they quickly went to work on my quad set of testicles. They wrapped around at the "soft" spot of the armored scrotum and stimulated them in order to give the human her first taste of Ningtiktikling spunk. My strong inverted legs really began to buck the bitch up and down as I plowed her ass fast, her own sexual nectar felt down my own thigh.<br><strong>"She is leaking sexual fluids like a *torkona in heat!"</strong><br>I spoke with a rise in my voice, equivalent to a grunt before my tendrils inside of her released the thick and jelly like substance that made Ningtiktikling jizz so different then the others. It was not the thick consistency that made it so unique, it was the rather large sperm that came with it. Similar to octupuses, they wiggled around like a fish out of water on whatever surface or orifice they were shot into until the found something to fertilize or they would simply die minutes later and dissolve into the thick spunk. <br><br>Done with the human I pulled out of her ass and shoved probing device (looks like a butt plug) into her ass to prevent her from leaking out the jelly. Now sexually content, I strolled over nude towards the control panel of the ship and began engine start up procedures to get off this planet and keep moving. Moving my crotch plate back in place, I moved to the pilot seat and watched as the ship came back to life, setting coordinates to the earth moon, once there we could decide where to go to next. <br><br><br>**made it up, Torkona is fusion of a rabbit and monkey hybrid who fuck like mad
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 02:49:20</strong>
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				Anya was really in a state of half pain and half pleasure.&nbsp; It felt good, she couldn't hide that from the horny alien monsters going to town on her supple body...but it also hurt!&nbsp; And just when the blonde bimbo didn't think her ass could be stretched any further she began to feel something rushing though the tentacle and...IN TO HER!<br><br>Once again she cried out in shock as her blue eyes uncrossed from pleasure and then recrossed for pain!&nbsp; Reaching up she began to tug at her platinum locks and grind her teeth all as stomped her platform pump-clad feet on the ground and emmited a series of moans and whorish gasps.<br><br>When the monster was finished with her the helpless slut lie on her back with her slender legs still spread wide and up in the air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ramster</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 04:56:23</strong>
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				<strong><strong>FNEECH'NGKT</strong></strong><br><br>There was definitely something in the air. I found my luminous slightly corrosive blood surging even more urgently to my plooking apparatus and went into a frenzy, slithering my multiple penises in and out of her so fast it sounded like some sort of kitchen implement was at work.<br><br>As my partner in interplanetary rape and kidnapping spewed his slithering load into the local mating drone, I emptied my four-pack of its cargo of green semen and tentacled larvae into her genital duct in a businesslike fashion. With two mating prongs buried deep inside her innards and three aimed at her face and breasts, I fired a broadside of squirming Ningtiktik-soup into her and all over. A cleaning robot came to hose down the creature and the mess on the floor she was lying in, then a hole in the floor opened and slurped the waste out into the vacuum of space. Of course, in this case it merely sprayed out the cleaning water and alien sperm into the Nevada desert.<br><br>I rinsed my tentacles with the robot's cleaning hose, lowered my loinskull back into position and took my seat next to Gnongktingunk. <strong>"Hold on tight, girls of all species, we have Jump Off!"</strong> I warned as I armed the launch button and flipped it.<br><br>The <em>Wrath of Hrung</em>'s legs powered it into the planet's upper atmosphere with one great leap, before the main engines powered up and drove us away from the primitive planet, so we could engage the spacefolders with room to maneuver.&nbsp; The jump into space pressed us into our seats, except for Anya who was pressed against the floor as if still being pinned down by one of us.<br><br><strong>"Hroon! Here girl! Get on my lap, I'll make it feel good some more,"</strong> I promised, turning my spacethrone around and leaning back once we'd left the planet. After opening a glass container of a local highly alcoholic yellow liquid, I idly drove us into the wormhole caused by the spacefolders, and watched the universe flash by. Where would we end up next?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kunoichi</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 09:05:24</strong>
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				<strong>Hroon</strong><br><br>Alas for Hroon, the squidgirl didn't seem at all inclined to give her the good feelings she was looking for.&nbsp; All she got was a little light tickling, some teasing...&nbsp; And all she could do in response was squirm around in EnZee's lap and get in some teasing of her own, the tip of her tail tickling the pads of the Sh'iv's feet, leaving behind trails of the sticky, sweet-smelling secretion that coated it.&nbsp; They continued on in this way for a time, the Ghrena'ana gradually getting more and more worked up by her partner, until, eventually, Hroon's two saviors finished up with their latest acquisition and began to prepare for what they called 'Jump Off'.<br><br>At that point, the Ghrenda'ana did what she usually did whenever she received warning that the place she now called home was going to jump up in the air and start to fly: She latched onto the nearest solid object and clung on as tightly as she could until that buzzing, humming noise kicked in, and only then did she relax.&nbsp; In this case, the nearest solid obejct was Squidgirl.&nbsp; It was probably quite the tight squeeze...<br><br><strong>"Hroon! Here girl! Get on my lap, I'll make it feel good some more,"</strong><br><br><strong>"Okay!"</strong>&nbsp; And, jumping happily off the Sh'iv's lap, she scurried over to to the Ningtiktikling's throne, crawling into his lap now.&nbsp; Turning around a bit to make herself more comfortable, the energetic Ghrenda'ana finally settled into position, her head and hands both resting against his powerfully-muscled chest while she sat upright in his lap, chest bared and legs slightly parted, ready for whatever stimulation he was going to give.&nbsp; <strong>"Faneesh want more sex, too?"</strong><br><br>They seemed to have satisfied themselves pretty well with the new arrival, but in Hroon's experience, it still never hurt to ask...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fneech &amp; Gnongk's Deep Space Abductions (Main game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>inflatetress</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 15:18:14</strong>
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				(Is this game still on guys!?)
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