Alien Space Babe, Part 14 (Alien Girl TFTG)

Chad is an alpha male future football star stuck rooming with the nerdy Derek at college. However, after mocking Derek and hurling one of his scientific finds in the bin, Chad finds that he has accidentally activated a recovered alien artefact . . . one that is slowly turning him into an attractive female alien. The changing jock and his nerdy roommate must travel across country to the original crash site in the hopes of changing her back . . . before her new lust for a human mate becomes too overpowering.

I had a lot of fun writing this series, and it seemed people liked it! Who knows, maybe if people want, there might be another unique alien change in this universe, with cameos from these guys? Up to you!

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Part 14: Life on Earth

“Hey, can you pass me that file, Serellis?”

The young dark-haired woman did so, grabbing the meeting notes and handing them to her boss. Adam Havers grinned, his eyes desperately trying not to look over her form.

“Thanks as always,” he said. “You did well in the meeting today, by the way. You have a keen eye towards commentary: you had the crowd quite riled up!”

Serellis grinned. “What can I say, chief? I’ve got experience in the sporting business.”

“You were in the women’s league, right?”

“Sure, why not,” she said. “I did pretty well for myself. Those days are behind me now, though, obviously.”

“Well, we’re lucky to have you in the booth. You bring a lot of energy to the play, that’s for sure. And you’re the first female commentator we’ve had at this stadium.”

She smirked and folded her arms. “So everyone keeps telling me. You got another chick lined up for when I take my leave?”

“Er, yes. Well, we’re still looking about for-”

Serellis stood and guffawed. “C’mon chief, I’m just busting your balls, you know that. Hire whoever’s best. You know I’ll be back in the booth.”

“Well, you do know the game like the back of your hand, and you’ve brought in a big female following too. The ratings reflect that! I swear sometimes it’s like you’re a gift from heaven, Serellis.”

She made a mischievous expression as she halted by the door. Serellis swished her black hair behind her head and smiled with those beautiful lips of hers.

“Heaven? Maybe. Space? Definitely.”

Adam just laughed as if he got the in-joke. “You have a great day now, Sel. And rest up! You’ll need it.”

“Oh, don’t I just know!” she said, and she lowered her hand to her stomach, where an obvious bump protruded. “This little tyke is doing somersaults in my damn womb, I swear.”

“Just like it was with Evelyn. Probably a boy, I’d bet.”

“If it has a gender, the little alien.”

Again, a laugh at an in-joke he obviously didn’t quite get, and the two parted ways. Serellis sauntered out the door to her car, feeling an itch on her scalp that she desperately wanted to fix, but couldn’t do so quite yet. The same was true of the base of her spine, and the space between her breasts.

But then she always got a bit antsy in human form these days.

She looked up into the blue sky by habit, and saw that there was nothing coming down to monitor her or take her. Then she turned the car on.

“Time to get home and home fast,” she murmured to herself. “God, I can’t wait to go green again.”

***

It was just five months after the UFO encounter in the desert, and negotiations with the men in black afterwards had gone well on that night. Neither Serellis nor Derek ever learned the real name of the white-haired agent, but he was imbued with the power to speak, act, and make decisions on behalf of the organisation, or at least to represent their interests after a bit of communication back and forth with their shadowy masters. The end result was that the pair of them got most of what they wanted. Derek got to keep his life, and Serellis was given a new one with a fully created paper trail to avoid suspicion. Furthermore, each was given appropriate funds to start a new life together, and had doors opened to them so they could start new jobs: Derek as a radio presenter, Serellis as a secretary. Of course, Derek ended up making more money running his own ‘Spooky Files’ podcast, and Serellis hated being a submissive secretary so much that she wound up applying for and succeeding in the position of a sports commentator. She may accept and love being a woman, but she was submissive to only one person, and that was her mate.

Other things had a little further negotiation, a little more back and forth. After a rather intense standoff, Derek and Serellis agreed to some monitoring. She was a half-alien, after all, perhaps even a full one: they never did get a look at the members of her new species. So it only made sense that for national security reasons - global security, really - that a general monitoring of her status be allowed. But no wiretaps, no kidnapping, no black SUVs or photography. White-hair even agreed to let them be informed ahead of time if the agency wanted to make contact to discuss some issue or another. The two had relented, and found the situation favourable: they were rarely bothered, and if black SUVs were indeed following them - or any other kind of vehicle - they didn’t notice. And given Serellis’ powers, that was a good reassurance.

The location was subject to some debate. Serellis was a big fan of cities, while Derek was okay moving to some mountain town to keep out of the way. In the end, a compromise had been made: the town of Davenfield was a gorgeous mid-sized location with wonderful nature and nearby mountain lodges. It had a stadium and a strong sporting culture (which suited Serellis), but its somewhat remote nature also meant that it had a solid local scene for fellow lovers of the supernatural and general geekery (which made Derek happy). The agency didn’t love the location, but it did have one big, big advantage, and that was the mountain lodge they had purchased for the pair of them to live in together. It was up a mountain slope, entirely out of the way, and entirely private as well. And it was big. That had been a winning condition for the two of them to agree. Big property, nice big forest surrounding the edge of it, and a whole lot of space for her to shed that annoying human covering and be her wonderful, funderful green self, something Derek also craved to see.

So after the initial awkwardness and bureaucracy of being given new lives and settling into a new location, they were finally able to adjust and get used to their new lives. Which for the alien woman meant fucking her gorgeous mate in every room of their expansive mountain-side home and outside of it too. Her insatiability hadn’t gone away with the excitement of the chase over, and in fact had only increased. When the two moved in and the agents left, she’d taken one look at Derek and immediately shifted her form back to her ‘natural’ alien one.

“I think this’ll be great,” Derek had said. “I mean, I never imagined myself as someone who lived up over a town like this, but I think we can make it.”

“Mhmm, yeah, I bet we can,” Serellis said, pressing closer to him. Her antennae were pulsing, identifying her own lust and directing her to fulfil its desire. She straightened her back so her three tits - all of them currently braless - stood out prominently against her white shirt. She flicked her tail from side to side as she sauntered towards him.

“Uh, Serellis? You okay? Do you not like it?”

She licked her lips. “Don’t be silly, you dork. I’d be happy in a damn trailer with you. But this place is spectacular. What I really want is for us to break it in, if you know what I mean.” She pressed her body against his, wrapping her tail firmly around his waist and stroking his back with it. She could sense his own arousal rising, and it turned her on so fucking bad.

“Holy shit. I was going to suggest we start unboxing together. I like your idea a whole lot better.”

“Fuck yeah, you do. I want my hot human boyfriend to cum inside me.”

That was enough to make his cock hard as steel. Moments later he was lying on his back on the carpet while her green-skinned body rode him, milking his cock expertly. She cried out in pleasure as he fondled her tits, leaning forward so he could rub the nipples of her left and right breasts while sucking on the middle one. She rubbed his balls with her tail, stirring them to produce ever more semen, and far, far too quickly she brought him to a climax. He poured stream after stream of hot seed inside her, and she moaned in utter ecstasy.

“God, I fucking love mating with you, love!” she cried.

He gripped her soft green ass and echoed the same: “I love you Serellis!”

“Yes, ohhhhh, breed me! F-fuck your hot alien space babe!”

Of course, that last request - one that had simply escaped out of her mouth in the midst of passion - turned out to be a lot more prophetic than she could have imagined. Serellis wasn’t exactly certain when Derek had knocked her alien ass up, but it must have been in those early days, perhaps even before that, during the chase. She liked to imagine it was from that time beneath the stars, when they’d been so wonderfully intimate. Regardless, they’d fucked all cross the property numerous times enough that she shouldn’t have been surprised to end up pregnant. Hell, her simply arriving home from work, slipping off her human disguise to finally grow out her tail and third breast and let her skin be the right pigmentation was often enough for her hormones to super charge. Even if Derek was in the middle of editing his latest podcast, she practically jumped his bones from lust, relishing the feeling of having her ‘proper’ body back. He never seemed to mind.

And yet, despite using no protection - her alien brain with its antennae-led instincts found it off putting - and taking his seed happily, and often begging to be mated and bred during sex, somehow getting pregnant had managed to shock her. It wasn’t accompanied by nausea, and there were no big bouts of sleepiness. Far from them. In fact, she managed to become even hornier, to the point where she actually dragged him to stadium closet during a visit just so he could take her from behind in the cramped space. ‘Going green’ was a risk in a public space, but she’d wanted him too bad.

But the signs slowly added up, even with the distraction and business of their new lives and making new friends and connections. Serellis’ hunger became supercharged, and she was eating more than her mate by an easy mile. And while her horniness could have been a clue, the fact that her breasts managed to grow to become even fuller E-cups, bordering on EE’s, was also a sign, along with her larger dark green nipples.

“Mmmhm, oh God! They’re s-so much more s-sensitive!” she moaned as he sucked on all three of them in a row one night. They were on the couch, and had just watched some nerdy sci-fi program that she’d secretly ended up enjoying, and to ‘reward’ him for entertaining her, she’d decided to let him motorboat her chest before she sucked on his cock (another thing she’d really come to enjoy, this one to the continuing embarrassment of her vestigial male pride). But Derek had paused.

“Yeah, and they’re bigger.”

“Mhmm, my tits too. I know you love ‘em, even bras a fucking pain. How do women deal with this?”

“No, wait, stop being so horny, Serellis!”

“Speak for yourself, dude.”

“You’re boobs are bigger-”

“The awesome kind of bigger.”

“-and your nipples are darker, and bigger too-”

“And fucking sensitive as hell. Seriously, I nearly moaned while adjusting my shirt at the office the other day. Super embarrassing.”

“-and your hunger is crazy lately. And you’ve been even more hormonal than usual.”

“Fuck off,” she said, grinning. “Just because I cried at that one movie ending-”

“And that advertisement.”

“It was a Thai insurance ad! Those a fucking killer dude. I got weepy back when I was a big footballer watching those.”

“Yeah, but this time you cried for, like, half an hour.”

“It had a little baby in it!”

“Because you’re pregnant!”

That was enough to kill sexy passion stone dead.

“Oh,” Serellis said. “Wait, no. Wait, really? Oh, fuck! You mean all that talk of mating and breeding while we were fucking each other’s brains out . . .”

“Yeah, I think we’re having an alien baby,” Derek said. “Maybe. I can’t be sure.”

Serellis freaked out, especially once it became clear that she was indeed pregnant. Human pregnancies told her jack squat, but in the coming weeks her hormonal periods only increased further, and her libido with it, and most significantly of all, her belly began to develop a clear bloat. It was terrifying! She’d been prepared to live as a secret alien girl for life, and to live with a man and love him desperately. But a baby? A half (or quarter?) one? That was a lot more to take in.

“The agency is going to freak the fuck out,” she said to herself one night as they went to bed together, rubbing her small but noticeable bump. “God, I’m a freakin’ pregnant alien. I’m literally pregnant with an alien! Holy shit.”

But Derek just pressed himself against her, rubbing her stomach lovingly, kissing the back of her neck. “It’ll be fine, Serellis. We’ve come this far, right? And we love each other. There’s no challenge we can’t beat together.”

“You’re so corny,” she said, but secretly she loved it. She curled her tail around to stroke his butt.

“Well, I’m a country boy now, right? Up in my mountain lodge. Maybe I should grow a beard and become a lumberjack.”
“Mhmm, sexy. Don’t tempt me, you sexy dork. My preggo hormones are going crazy.”

“See? Upsides! We get a baby and get to have magnificent sex.”

She shifted - a little harder with her slight belly - and pressed her three tits against him. “Good, because I’m still feeling nervous about this pregnancy thing. So I want you to fuck me till I’m practically comatose. Think you can do that?”

“Well, I’ve been doing that workout routine you set for me, so let’s try it out.”

He damn well succeeded, too.

***

Serellis smirked as she pulled up to her home. Derek was relaxing on the porch, and had indeed grown a bit of a beard. He wasn’t looking like a lumberjack anytime soon, but he had put on an impressive amount of muscle recently, and he looked rather smart indeed. Sexy smart. She rubbed her belly, feeling her little one kick.

“God, still not used to that just yet,” she mused, but she smiled anyway. She’d never expected to be an alien or a woman, let alone both of those and pregnant to boot. But now that she was carrying Derek’s child, she felt an innate sense of excitement. Especially since she was finally, finally home.

She pulled herself out of the car, holding her belly as she did so.

“Welcome home!” Derek shouted from the porch. “How was your day?”

“Tiring!” she said. “Your baby wouldn’t stop kicking my damn womb, dude.”

“Sorry! To be fair, I recall it was you that wanted to be ‘mated’ and ‘bred’, right?”

She gave a playful scowl. “Don’t remind me! I swear these three tits are always making milk they’re so full.”

“I can see that. You look fit to burst right out of your dress. Ready to relax?”

She sighed. “Oh, you have no idea, love.”

She shook her body loosely, and as if she were a dog casting off water, her entire body changed from its human disguise, reshaping to her true alien form. Her skin darkened and altered to become its usual lush green, and her spine extended out of the back of her dress through a carefully concealed slit, returning her long green tail to her. Her eyebrows melted away, and a third eye opened above her nose, which melted down to become much slimmer, more flat and fey-like. Her ears likewise extended like those of an elve’s, and her hair gained a dark green streak to it, with just a hint of purple as well. Her breasts - already big - were pushed to either side by the emerging third breast, which strained the top of her dress and revealed a prominent double-cleavage. As a finishing touch, her antennae extended, giving her back her additional senses, including the ability to sense Derek’s enjoyment at her transformation. She stretched, letting her tail arc behind her, and she let loose a long, pleasurable sigh.

“Feeling better now?”

“Ohhhh, so much better. God, even just having this tail as a counterbalance to this ridiculous belly.” She flicked it out, letting her take some of the strain off of her back.

“It’s not that big yet,” Derek said.

“Oh, don’t remind me. Now I get what women are complaining about when they feel as big as a house. I can walk up walls, go invisible, see radar signals nearly thirty thousand feet away in the air, and I still can’t stop myself from going to take a piss every half hour, it seems.”

She stepped up to the porch, swinging her hips as she said down beside her lover. She shifted into his arms, and he kissed her lovingly on the cheek, lowering his other hand to caress her swollen green stomach.

“You’re amazing, Serelleis,” he said, “but did you whine this much as a sportsman?”

She giggled. “Oh, trust me, we jocks are a bitchy bunch deep down. Do you wanna see your baby?”

“Fuck yeah.”

Grinning, she raised her dress so that her round bump of a green stomach was shown off. “He keeps kicking here and here,” she said, casually using her tail to indicate where their alien baby was shifting in her stomach. “Put your hand there. He should be - ngh! There he is!”

Derek laughed. “Holy crap, that’s my baby. To think, I was obsessed with tracking down aliens and revealing them to the world, and now I’m hiding away with an alien as my girlfriend-”

“Half-alien. Maybe.”

“Maybe, and she’s carrying a half-alien-”

“Quarter-alien. Maybe.”

“Maybe, as my child. That’s a wild turn of events, right?”

She kissed him, enjoying his warmth, and sampling his arousal with her antennae. “Literally a case of alien impregnation, except you impregnated the alien, you fucking stud, you. But think of it from my perspective: I literally transformed twice: once into an alien woman, and now into a pregnant one. You were responsible both times.”

“Oh, I was, was I? I seem to recall also saving your green ass from the feds.”

“Well, I saved your pink ass more than a few times.”

“My ass is not pink.”

“Pink-ish. You humans are all the same.”

At that they both erupted into laughter at the absurdity of her comment.

“By the way, Allison and Jake want to catch up tomorrow night. I invited them over for dinner.”

“Awesome,” she replied.

“Jake has some theories on UFOs we’ve been chatting about.”

“I’ll make sure to hide the fact that he’ll be eating across the table from an alien check with three eyes and everything.”

“Mhm, and everything,” Derek said. He took the time to caress her stomach a little more sensually, before raising his hand to stroke across her breasts. Serellis purred a little in response, the end of her tail twitching in that way it always did when she was getting fucking turned on.

“Ahhhh,” she moaned, “you have no idea how fucking horny I’ve been at work today. I’ve been really wanting to get my tail out just to have something to play with.”

“Oh, I goddamn love it when you do that. It’s like something out of my fantasy.”

She pushed her big boobs further up towards his face, shifting so that she could slide her gorgeous green form out of her dress. “Yeah? Well, it’s no substitute for my mate. Why don’t you show me why interspecies contact is such a fucking rad experience, dude?”

“Now who’s the dork?”

“Shut up and fuck me dude. This alien wants her man to make her orgasm like crazy.”

Derek did, multiple times. In fact, the last powerful orgasm made her go invisible with bliss and curl her tail around him tight. Being an alien space babe had its perks, she’d found.

The End