Alien Girlfriend (Vaupror-complete)

    You’ve been working this same job for a while now. Being a janitor was nothing glamorous, far from it, but it paid well, and it wasn’t anything too demanding. Your last job had been extremely demanding and didn’t pay well at all. So for you, it was a step up despite what other people might say.

    You work the night shift, which isn’t too bad either. You’re usually alone when you work, and you can listen to your favorite music all night long. Sometimes you come across people working late, but even if you do they walk by you like you’re not there. The place you work is a government research building where each floor is dedicated to a different science. One storey is math related, another biology, another is basically just a greenhouse where they study extraterrestrial plant life. That floor is usually used by the custodial staff to punish people. If you’ve been slacking on the job or you’ve not been doing well, you’re sent to the greenhouse floor. Now, you laughed at it before, but then you hear stories. Plants will wake up and attack people, one custodian even got eaten and had to be cut out of the plant the next morning. Some of those plants were terrifying. 

    Anyways, that’s where you work, and you’ve been lucky enough to not have to work the greenhouse floor. You’re happy being assigned to the math labs or whatever. Well, that is, until one evening. You’re mopping like usual, your headphones on and you’re going down the hallway. You don’t notice the bright flashing lights behind you, you don’t even hear the alarm that’s blaring. It isn’t until someone shoves into you that you take notice.

    You rip off your headphones. “There’s a whole entire hallway! Do you really have to-” you stop as your breath squeezes from you like juice from an orange. You stare up at the creature standing behind you. They’re tall and broad-shouldered with skin that looks like fluorite. Shimmering green and purple mix together in a galaxy like vortex, and that was their skin! Along their shoulders, there were strange protrusions that rose up and coiled around the neck and down the front. As they turn, hearing your voice, you see a set of golden eyes glaring down at you.

    “Oh my,” their voice is sultry and dark. “A human.” Their face is triangular in shape. Their mouth is low, but you can see it splits all the way to the back of the head. Above their wide, golden eyes are eyebrow like tentacles that grow off the face and hover in the air as if defying gravity. They wear a strange apparatus along the back of their head that has glowing tubes that connect to their neck. The strange things around their shoulders are tentacles, and they uncoil and stretch out towards you.

    “Tell me,” they whisper. “Show Mama Vaupror where the plants are kept.” Her tentacles touch your face and run through your hair. “Pretty human,” she coos. “Very pretty.” Her long arms reach out, cupping your cheeks between her three fingers hands. “I’ll reward you if you do.”

    “You won’t hurt me?” Your breath shudders.

    She chuckles and releases you. “My plan was never to hurt anyone,” she then taps the strange device on her hip. “Only to protect my crew and me.” Her voice is soft, and her tongue rolls on the weirdest of places.

    “Ok,” you whisper. “It’s on the sixth floor. You can’t miss it.” You take a step back. “It’s the entire sixth floor you should-whoa!” You catch a wet spot and fall backward. You hit your head and blackout.

    When you wake up, it’s dark and quiet. You moan and hold your head. Small spots appear before your eyes, and you try to brush them away, but they go nowhere. You grumble and sit up, feeling cold sheets fall from your skin. You look around, unsure of where you are or what time it even is. 

    You realize you’re on a bed and you try to feel about. You come to the edge of the bed, and when you set your feet on the ground, the floor lights up. Hexagonal tiles light up, shimmering in a pathway. Before you, the wall shifts and opens up, revealing the planet Earth in the distance.

    “Oh fuck,” your breath shudders. “Oh, holy fuck!”  You race to the window, staring out at the vastness of space as Earth continues to shrink.

    “You’re awake, good.”

    You whip around, seeing a glowing figure in the darkness of the room. The green and purple of her skin have an ethereal glow to them, and her eyes are now more yellow than gold. 

    “What’s going on?” You whisper as you press your back to the window.

    “I took you,” she says. “You were injured, and force was arriving to stop my crew and me.” She comes towards you, stepping into the light of the window. “I didn’t want you getting trampled.” She stands tall, towering over you. Her broad shoulders taper down into her narrow waist where you see there is something like a ball that connects her torso to her lower half. Her hips are wide like her shoulders, and her legs are thick and sturdy, ending in feet like look like extra large hands. 

    “You should have left me,” You tell her.

    She tilts her head. “Oh? You would prefer being trampled?”

    You frown, not answering that question. 

    “You helped me, so I wanted to return the favor.” She smiles at you and takes another step closer. “Plus, the smell you give off, it calls to me.” He tentacles uncoil from around her neck and shoulders and stretch out towards you. The touch your face and they feel cold and velvety. You stand still, not wanting to make any sudden movements.

    “Are you afraid?” She kneels before you. “You’re shaking.”

    “Of course I’m scared!” You hiss at her. “You ripped me away from my life! And for what? Because of how I smell?”

    Vaupror sighs and she takes your hands. She places them on her face, you’re not sure what this means, to you it’s weird, but aliens have their own ways of showing trust like dogs and cats do. “I would not be so hasty to simply take,” she replies. “But this scent you give off is a cry for help. A cry to Mama Vaupror. You desire help, you wanted an escape, you long for touch.” She moves your hands down her neck and to her chest where you feel a rumbling. “I will touch you.”

    You pull your hands back. “I don’t need touching,” you say.

    “I have touched humans before. Is nothing I am unfamiliar with.” Vaupror smiles and rises up, she opens her jaws, and a long prehensile tongue comes snaking from inside her mouth.  She makes a V shape with her fingers and slides her tongue between them.

    Your jaw hangs open in shock.

    She chuckles and slurps her tongue back into her mouth. “I like the human kitty cat.”

    You stare for a moment. “You mean...pussy? Like the human vagina?”

    “They said something like kitty cat, but vagina is correct,” she licks her lips. “I would very much like to make your vagina’s acquaintance if you will allow me such pleasure.”

    Your jaw hangs open again. “I uhh...uhm well uhm-this is...you are…” you frown and shake your head. “I can’t just-”

    “Vagina must be earned,” she purrs. “I know.” She smiles and me and places a finger to her lips. “I will earn. I always do.”

    Vaupror gives you a room that’s adjacent to hers. She provides you free run of her ship but also expects you to work if called upon. Her mission for coming to Earth and breaking into the research building was the greenhouse floor. Apparently, something had been stolen from her that she was desperate to get back. The plant is scarce and essential to her species. Much like aloe for humans, it has healing qualities as well as being able to sustain her life while off world. The device strapped to the back of her head and attached to her neck takes the pulp of the plant and allows her to breathe. Otherwise, if she was to intake the air off her world, it could result in infection of her gills and sickness for her. 

    “Each of us is given such a plant at birth,” she tells you as she shows you the plant in its special vault. “Made from cuttings from each parent.” 

    The plant looks spiky, each leaf is either blue or gray with tiny pink spines all over it. Vines drop down around the base and curl around one another. 

    She stands beside you and touches her plant. “All four of my parents contributed cuttings to this. That is why no two plants are the same.”

    “Four?” You ask.

    “It takes at least three to make a clutch of eggs. The more parents, the better.” She looks down at you and giggles. “That is why I am so tall.”

    You swallow and look back to the plant. “Why was this taken from you?”

    She scoffs. “We had taken some humans who were left for dead on board. They repay us by stealing.” She puts her hand on my shoulder. “But I know that not all humans are the same.”

    She trails her fingers down your neck. “Human skin is so soft.”

    You hate how much you like her touch. You hate how much you want her. She stole you away, ripping you away from your life on Earth. You should be angry and bitter, but you are terribly attracted to Vaupror and her ways. 

    “Mm,” she purrs into your ear. “You’re giving off that smell,” she says. “It makes my mouth water for you.”

    You take a step away from her and catch your breath. “Yes well, stop smelling me.” You walk away from her, heading back to your chambers. You can’t help but wonder what it would be like to lay with an alien, especially one like Vaupror. She’s seductive in her own way. The way she moves and talks reminds you of models on a catwalk. Her strong legs are extremely attractive to you, you’ve always had a thing for thighs, and she’s got them in spades.

    You tell yourself you won’t give in though, you won’t let her seduce you so quickly. After all, she took you away from your life on some vague excuse. You weren’t going to let her win so easily. She could earn it, sure, but only on your terms. This was going to be a war of wills.

    Around the ship, the crew has started calling you Vaupror’s pet. They giggle and joke behind your back, some have even said it to your face. You don’t much like it, but you can’t deny that’s pretty much the exact situation. 

    “What’s wrong?” Vaupror asks you one day. “You look upset.”

    “I’m not your pet!” You tell her. “Everyone here keeps calling me your pet!”

    She tilts her head. “Is that not a good thing?” She asks. 

    “No! I don’t wanna be called a pet! It’s weird.” You scoff. “Why does it mean something else here?”

    “Pet is another word for concubine,” she answers as thoughtfully as possible.

    Your jaw drops and you stare up at her. “That’s worse!” You snap.

    “I cannot decree what my crew may say or do, that is too much control over people I consider family here. What they see is different from what you see.” She touches your chin and slips her fingers along your jaw. “Pet is a high honor,” she replies. “It means that I have all my trust in you that I am willing to share my body with you.”

    Your face burns and you try to push those feelings down. “I don’t-” you grunt, having a hard time finding argument with that.

    “I know you are holding back, and that is fine. I want you to be ready and willing when I do taste your vagina.” Vaupror smirks. “And believe me, I have much more stamina than the average human.” She pats your shoulder. “Is that all you needed to discuss with me?”

    You shrug her off and walk away, heading down the hallway towards the mess hall. 

    One evening you wake up to alarms roaring and lights flashing. You get out of bed, and beyond your window, you see a massive ship right in front of you. You try to get out of your room, but the door is locked. You pace back and forth, feeling the ship rock about. You get slung, tossed against the window. The gravity then shifts, and you start to float in the air. 

    Your door then opens, and you hear screaming just outside. You see a massive black shape slither down the hall. “What the fuck?” You whisper.

    You slip out the door, seeing the black creature tear its way down the hall. You drag yourself along the wall as you float, you get into Vaupror’s room and open her vault. You take her plant and wrap it up. You then head out, hoping to get to the control room where Vaupror should be.

    Halfway there the gravity turns back on, and you flop to the ground like a landed trout. As you get up, you see two strange black creatures crawling along the walls. They hiss and fall to the ground, rising up to look less like beetles and more like inky skeletons with large helmets.

    “Oh shit-” you whisper. You take a step back as their jaws unhinge and they let out a horrifying scream.

    You turn to run, and you hear the ink skeletons give chase. You rush down hallways trying to keep them at a distance. You then see one crawl along the ceiling and drop down in front of you. You look over your shoulder at the other one.

    “Oh, shit-” you start to cry when you hear a loud bang. The creature in front of you is struck and goes flying backward. Behind you, Vaupror has the other creature under her arm. The tentacles on her shoulder have shoved down its throat, and it chokes to death. She tosses it aside, and she stands there, swaying slightly. 

    “You’re ok,” she pants. “You need...you need to...escape shuttle.”

    You rush to her, and she grabs onto you for support. You see that she’s bleeding bright green from her back. “You’re hurt!” You gasp.

    She forces a laugh. “He tried to kill me. Fucking loser.” She spits and leans on me. 

    “What’s happening? What are those things?” You grunt as you help her down the hallway. 

    “The Greogruphae,” she grunts. “They’re a hive species, and the king seems to see fit that he attacks us now.”

The ship jerks again and sends you hurtling into the wall, Vaupror lands on time of you, and she screams in pain. You hold on to her and look around, hearing those horrible screams from the ink skeletons. The ship jerks again and outside the window you see the massive ship start to move away from you.

Vaupror clings to you. “You should have made it to the escape shuttle,” she wheezes. “I’m dead here anyways.”

You take the small bag from your shoulder and open it up, showing her the plant inside. You then snap off one of the spikes and crush it in your hands. You rub the mashed pulp to the wound on her back. 

“Mm,” she groans. “Thank you.”

You help her up and manage to drag her back to her quarters. You lay her down, and she sighs. “Why did you stay?” She asks. 

You shake your head. “Not sure.” You set her plant down by the bed, and you feel her hand on your back. You turn and look at her, and you smile softly. “Get some rest,” you whisper to her. You then dip down, placing a soft kiss on her lips. “I’ll stay by your side.”

She smiles gently. “Hold me?” She whispers. “I’m scared.”

You lay down beside her, wrapping her up in your arms and tucking her head under your skin. “It’s ok to be afraid.” She clings to you as she falls asleep. You soon follow her, drifting away into slumber even as the emergency lights still flash.

When you wake up, everything is dark save for the glow of the tiles and the light from the window. Vaupror is standing there, gazing out into space with a hardened look on her face. 

“Are you ok?” You ask as you sit up.

She turns and walks toward you, she grabs you, pushing you down onto the bed and kissing you hungrily. Her tongue shoves into your mouth, swirling about before she pulls back. “I will be, thanks to you,” she moans. She dives in, kissing you again. You cup your hands on her cheeks, accepting her deep kiss. You suck on her tongue, and she moans in pleasure, forcing herself to pull back.

“I want you,” she whispers. “Desperately. You saved my life.”

You smile at her and kiss her softly. “Is that the only reason?” You ask her.

She shakes her head. “I owe you my life, everything I have, but I wanted to give it all to you before.” She wraps her hands around your waist. “You’re more than my pet. You’re my partner.”

You guide her hands under your clothes, letting her feel your breasts and bare skin. She gasps softly and dips down. She buries her face into your neck, and she moans in pleasure as she breathes in your scent. You groan, feeling your nipples grow hard at her touch.

Her tentacles uncoil and wrap around you, squeezing your arms before wrapping around your waist.

“How do we do this?” You whisper. “I’ve never...well never with an alien before.”

“Lay back,” she purrs. “Let me take care of you.”

You ease back onto the bed, and she strips you down. Her long tongue slithers out, and she licks your neck and chest. Her tentacles squeeze your breasts and tease your nipples. You whimper and arch your back. 

    She giggles. “I so love humans. So soft and warm,” she purrs. “And here,” she opens your thighs. “Such a pretty sight.” Her tongue swirls around your folds. “The shapes and colors remind me of when my plant blossoms.”

    You gasp softly, feeling her tongue flick on your clit ever so gently. You squirm, wanting a more direct touch, but all Vaupror does is tease. Her tentacles squeeze your breasts, and you watch as the tips of them split. Inside they’re bright green and covered with little nubs. They suction down on your nipples, and you cry out.

    “Mm,” Vaupror purrs. “You’re getting so wet.” She licks softly along your slit, her tongues touch is so light it feels like a feather. “That’s a good sign.” Suddenly, her tongue plunges deep inside you. She snarls and slurps, her tongue squirms around deep inside you. You cry out, pleasured and shocked. You thrust your hips, meeting the strong movements of her tongue. Her golden eyes roll into the back of her head, and she slurps loudly, her moans fill the silent room. You cry out and gasp, shuddering as you feel her bring you over the edge. You nipples feel pulled and tortured, but it feels so good. You wail, and your mouth opens wide, your breath chokes off as you feel your body erupt with ecstasy. Your orgasm rolls from the tips of your toes to the ends of your fingers, you even feel it in your hair it's so strong.

    “Delicious,” Vaupror moans as she pulls back, her tongue hangs from her jowls, dripping with your cum and her own hunger. She looks down at you, admiring the sight of you as you try to recover from the best orgasm of your life.

    The orb in her center opens, and more tentacles come out from inside. She lowers herself down, kissing you and stroking your body. The tentacles from her orb crawl over your body, they squeeze your thighs and belly. You feel some slip inside you and engorge. You squeal softly, gasping for breath as they push deep within you. They start to ooze a sweet, slick substance. It coats your skin, making you shiny and glitter. Vaupror grunts and moans, you limbs quivering. She braces her arms beside you, holding herself up so she can watch as her tentacles invade. He mouth hangs open, her tongue lolling out. 

    You shiver, rolling your hips as her tentacles swirl inside you. You stretch, groaning and grunting. “So good,” you mewl. “Oh fuck...more,” you whimper.

    “More?” Vaupror growls. 

    “Please,” you pant. “More. Harder.”

    She licks her lips, and you feel more tentacles slip inside you. They grow thicker inside, and they start to move faster. They push deep, hitting you all the way inside. You cry out and crow with laughter. 

    “Oh god! Yes! Oh, fuck-” you bite your lip. “That feels so good! Oh, fuck!”

    Vaupror chuckles. “You could have been enjoying this nightly, my love,” she moans. She then whimpers, shivering as she moves harder. “Instead, we had to wait until I almost died.”

    You groan and snarl, squeezing your inner walls around her tentacles. “More!” You whimper.

    “You brave fool,” she strokes your cheek and opens your lips. One of her tentacles slips into your mouth, and you happily suck upon it. Inside, you feel her stretch you more, stuffing your eager cunt with more of her writhing limbs.

    You moan against her tentacle squirming with pleasure. Every inch of you is touched and pampered. Your skin feels electrified as her every touch awakens a new desire inside you.

    He tentacle slips from your mouth, and she replaces it with her tongue. You feel it go down your throat and your eyes roll to the back of your head. You feel something gush down your throat and you moan. Something releases inside you and you feel it dribble out of you. You cry out, thrusting and bouncing against the bed. Her tongue pulls out, and you cry out with release. Your orgasm reaches heavenly heights. Vaupror writhes and heaves, her whole body shivers and quivers and her tentacles release a slimy substance all over you, coating you from head to toe. She pants and pulls back, her tentacles going back inside the orb.

    You feel stuffed with her still, and you bite your lip as aftershocks rock your body. You tremble as you run your fingers through the slime on your body.

    “I should have warned you I was messy,” Vaupror licks your cheek. “Don’t worry, the baths should still work.”

    “Whoa,” you pant. “What was that?”

    She smirks. “I told you I’m good with humans.” She lifts me up off the bed, and the tentacles on her shoulders wrap around me. “Let’s get you washed up, love.”

    I kiss her cheek and neck. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

    “You’re very brave,” she chuckles. “Usually, I am never asked to use that many limbs at once. I liked it.”

    You blush and bite your lip. To be honest, you weren’t sure what made you beg like that. In the heat of the moment, it was all you wanted. You knew that later you’d be sore as hell. 

    “Only you,” you grumble. “Only you can do that.”

    “I won’t take advantage of the honor then.” She says as she takes you to the baths where she makes you wash off her slime.

    “I do have a favor to ask you, love,” she says softly. She turns you to face her, and she cups your cheek. “You said you would stay by my side. I need you to do just that. Stand beside me because I am going to destroy the Greogruphae King and everything he holds dear.”

    “I’ll stand beside you,” you whisper, standing on tip-toe to give her kiss. “Because I love you.”