“The ways of the Other Worlds are inscrutable,” Teacher loved to repeat. With amazement, Tyler watched as the B-individual performs the same manipulations with his food hole. “Perhaps this is such a game — an imitation of mutual eating before a reproductive act?” He thought. "What, however, primitive creatures ..."

- Do you have a wife? - asked B, for the moment freeing up her food hole.

Her voice has changed a lot, and Yip trembled with anticipation: “It seems that something has moved a little ...” He knew his insight and was secretly proud of it.

- Yy, - shook her head A. - And you? I mean, man?

“So ... Such that ... In general, no,” said B and stopped, because her food opening was sealed with the hole of the A-specimen.

“How sweet you are,” she muttered, swallowing the front of her head.

They imitated each other for a rather long time, puffed, wounded their limbs on ugly pink bodies - and Yip was already tired of waiting when A finally finally whispered to B:

- Come on, girl ... Come on. It is time.

The signal was very weak, and the type barely caught it.

- Lie on your back ... do not be afraid ... You have not done this yet, have you? I guessed. Do not be afraid, girl, do not be afraid ... You will be fine ... - muttered A, putting B on the floor, then lay down on her.

B issued a long groan ...

Hold your breath, Type watched as body A pulsates rhythmically, and the long proboscis enters, leaves, and re-enters slit B, like a bolt in the hole.

“I wish I could have turned away, a freak green,” the A-individual moaned, gradually speeding up the pulse.

Ignoring the meaningless proposition, Yip looked with all his eyes at the little secret of the Universe, which finally revealed itself to him - after so much persuasion and effort ...

... One and a half galactic yukhs later, he was blissful under an ion shower, reflecting on how the Perfection Crystal would look on his scales.

The neutrino cleaner washed out of the nervous system the last traces of contact with the disgusting L-57, expelled after copulation, and the spaceship was rushing it, finally, to its orbit through spaces and worlds ...

***

Yurik did not even have time to be frightened when the blue-gray moon hanging over the city suddenly rushed down and grew into a huge moonfish, while Yurik, caught by an unknown force, sucked into that moonline.

“I died” - the thought flashed. - “Some bitch cracked me on the head. Or heart skiff. Damn it! ”

The dying Yurkin's mind was surprisingly good. “It’s a pity that so early. And the salary was not given, freaks. And he didn’t meet the girl ... “Before Yurik died, there was a girl in front of him, flexible as a marten, and under each lantern Yurik admiringly clicked his tongue ...

Suddenly he realized that all the clothes from him had gone somewhere. “Naked as it is. Right now, they will be judged. ” And cold.

“You are not our St. Petersburg judge, Yurchik. There is no rejection, ”he thought, hurriedly recalling his good deeds. More than three were not remembered, even though you are a fart ...

And then a bright light flashed. Yurik saw the gloss of the walls, whether metal, or glass, next to him — that same girl, naked, like him, and against the wall — a rotten green monster with horns and a tail.

Together with the light, thoughts flashed and spun:

- "Here it is..."

- “And they kicked her, poor thing? ...”

- "How are they all tricked here ..."

- and the main, unbearably terrible thought:

WHAT HERE MAKES THIS FEATURE ???

- What the heck?! - yuri Yuri, feeling how he was shaking, - why the hell? Why the hell right away? Where is this your ... saint Peter or whatever? I demand an advoc ... that is, a guardian angel, that is ... or whatever it is with you? You hear me? YOU HEAR ME???

“I can hear you, organism,” came a voice, even, lifeless, as if an answering machine were speaking. He sounded immediately from everywhere. “I hear you, and I don't understand you.” You probably give me erroneous status.

"Almighty? ...“- Yurik thought, continuing to shout, - and doubled cold when he realized that the voice comes from the devil, even though he did not open his mouth.

“I won't hurt you, organisms,” the devil continued to buzz. “I am the messenger of a great race that is fifty-six more than your race.” I arrived from a distant galaxy to ...

- Iiiiiyyyy! - suddenly squealed girl. Her eyes were glazed with horror.

A scream cut Eurik, and he himself screamed three times louder. The hysterical still could not let him go, and Yurik was screaming, screaming, screaming by inertia, even though he was already beginning to guess what was happening. The words “hologram”, “reproduction”, “reproductive act” settled in his stunned mind - and he frantically wiggled his brain, without stopping to shout:

- What other “reproductive act”? What the hell do you want us to do with this girl ... you ... you ... But I don’t know her at all, for your information! And then - you asked her? BUT?

- The degree of personal acquaintance is not a determinant of reproductive ...

- What? Do you even understand what he blinked? Are you a green-ass pimp?

He was already ashamed of his mistake — mostly ashamed of the girl who looked at him and the devil — was stunned — and Yurik tried not to lower the degree, cursing like in a market.

The girl was very beautiful, pale and very young - with small breasts, sharp elongated nipples and hairy pussy, clearly not intended for outsiders. The girl smelled of favorite Yurkin perfumes - thin, delicate, tender-looking, which Yuri, of course, did not know the name ...

Finally, the tired little devil crawled into some kind of his hole, and they were left alone with the girl.

- What is your name? - asked Yurik.

- Kseniya.

Her voice was surprisingly high, thin, like a child.

- What a beautiful name ... And me Yurik. Well, we got with you, eh, Ksyush?

She was silent, looking at him with frozen gray eyes.

- Do not be afraid, I will not give you any offense. I’ll ... stand up to you. You can rely on me!

After a pause, Ksyusha asked in a low voice:

- And what, he wants you to me ... so that we ...

- Well, yes, can you imagine what a crap? The libertine, damn it, finally! But don't be afraid, we ...

Ksyusha watched, without stopping, at his dick, sticking out almost half a meter.

- Aaaa ... hehe ... well, you understand, - Yurik threw up his hands, trying hard to laugh naturally, - the body is the body ... the basic instinct and all that. You are very, Ksyusha-Ksenia, all of yourself ... But this ... you do not think, I hold myself in my hands, even though this is ... that is ...

Ksyusha was a gentle brown-haired woman, tall, feminine, flexible and subtle as a greenhouse lily. Yurik quickly truncated what kind of bird in front of him: “Artist or musician. An ethereal creature, from the series “I'm too exalted to think about sex.” He speaks like in books, knows a sea of ​​poems, wears long dresses, and of course, never fucked. ”

Ksyusha did not immediately realize that she was naked, but when she did, she nervously covered her chest and pussy with her hands. Her hands were thin, with long fingers. Her pale, agonizingly beautiful and smooth body beat into the eggs to hurt any weapon ...

“What to do ...“ We are not imperious in ourselves, ”justified Yurik, extracting a suitable line from memory.

- Yur ... are you scared?

“Nah,” Yurik lied. - Do not be afraid. Do not be afraid, Ksyushenka, I love you ...

“... Stimulation of the mammary glands of the B-specimen increases its susceptibility to reproductive activity,” came a lifeless voice. - PeKaElKa, chapter 517, section 3, paragraph 25, paragraph 390 ...

The green monster, who appeared in the room as if unknown, rolled up to Ksyusha and tried to cover her boobs with his tentacles, similar to the muddy algae in the swamp. Ksyusha screamed ...

- Oh, you asshole! - In the head of Eurek darkened, and he was happy about, jumped to the monster. - Get away from her!

Before the monster could answer, Yurik flashed into his eye. The fist hit the invisible surface, elastic, like rubber, and the monster, not holding ... Read more →