Description: A farm boy in annexed Australia considers ending it all when an unlikely "rescue" arrives.
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Old Macdonald had a farm, ee i ee i oh.
Old Macdonald is fucking dead, ee i ee i oh.
That joke would've worked better if my last name was Macdonald, but it was something generic and boring, like Smith or Johnson. My name doesn't matter either way, everybody who knew it were gone.
Hey, how about I tell you a story?
Old MacDonald had a farm, a lovely piece of land. On the farm he had a family, a happy little family; there was mommy, daddy, and their only son. Their lives were difficult yet simple; every day working the fields to produce food for the big city, but some people are okay with that.
It was a life I grew to hate and love at the same time, though we weren't completely out of touch like the Amish; I had a little laptop in my room I'd use to catch up on important news and whatnot.
Everything was fine and dandy on our humble plot, life went on as it always did.
Until one little day, the bloody aliens came down from the sky and fucked everything up.
Yup, you heard me right, aliens. Scary and ugly motherfuckers as well. One moment I was helping my old man plow the fields and the next I spot a bunch of of spaceships drop around our property.
We were both shocked, as you'd expect, and he screamed at me to get back to the house. I didn't know what we could've done, if we could've done something against such a wild... situation? Enemy? I mean, come on! It was nuts! I'd watched some movies, and none of them painted extraterrestrial life in a kind light.
I'll save you the trauma I experienced. The end result? Mommy and daddy were gone.
I didn't know if they were dead, but did make a difference? I was never going to see them again, I didn't deserve to anyway.
I was a coward. As my parents were taken away by a bunch of hideous bipedal bugs wielding some sort of plasma rifles, I hid in the basement. I'd heard them screaming and shouting obscenities at the disgusting creatures, and a shot went off, leaving my father's pained voice alone.
I held the double barrel I'd grabbed from my father's chest close to me, two buckshots patiently waiting for my itching finger to pull the trigger if any of those xeno fucks dared expose me to the elements.
Perhaps luck was on my side that day, because after what felt like forever, they left. When I peaked out of the underground tornado shelter, there was no farm left; they'd destroyed half of the house, literally, and only the roof of the barn remained in tact.
The animals...
Slaughtered. Not a single one was spared from the massacre, the poor critters.
After I was sure they were truly gone, I'd scavenged everything I could from my demolished home and left for the road.
And that brings us to the present. Me with a large backpack that was too light for my own good. I had enough canned food and water bottles to last me another two days, that is if I rationed them to an extreme extent.
Through my journey in the countryside of Aussie-land, I've discovered that, in simple words, we were fucked.
Australia was annexed by the alien scum and the other nations weren't doing any better. Just like all those sci-fi novels, America was leading the fight against the xenos. I remember hearing something about a special unit... XCOM or something, but it's not like I had any help coming my way.
In addition, that info was from a week ago, so it was outdated as hell.
I heaved an exhausted sigh, my legs hurt a lot, especially my thighs. I was always on the move, always hiding with little time for sleep, and my deprived form didn't do me any good.
I'd passed a gas station in the desert yesterday, it was the sole reason I still haven't kicked the bucket. Although, not soon after I'd found my saving grace, the fucking xenos showed up. They just had to ruin my fucking day.
I'd hid in the broken freezer outside of the store, you know the one I'm talking about. The one outside every Seven-Eleven, the one Trevor, the best Canadian to ever exist, threw those two Chinese guys into before he had to defend his property against the cartel.
I'd watched from a sliver between the lid and the side of the freezer as they got out of a stolen jeep and began searching the area. Why? Fuck if I knew, maybe it was a hotspot for survivors? Or a routine check? A patrol?
What did get my attention was a new alien I hadn't seen till then.
It was a snake of sorts, a really fucking big one too. It was two heads taller than me when it stood in its natural position, but counting the tail? Probably as long as three family cars. Its scales were mainly yellow with a mesmerizing orange diamond pattern. In contrast, its underbelly was a tan cream not too dissimilar from my skin tone.
Actually, now that I think about it, it was actually a she. How do I know that? Because it had two mounds on its chest.
Now, I'm no expert on xeno biology, but come on! And the way the armor on its upper half was shaped in a way that somewhat resembled an hourglass, added with the long eyelashes and feminine hisses. Yes, feminine hisses.
That was a close shave too. The cunt passed my hiding spot with a big ass gun that could probably take down a chopper with one shot.
When they finally screwed off, I bolted out of there faster than Usain Bolt himself, never looking back once.
At the moment, I was walking along a dirt road, an endless line of wooden electric poles stretching beyond the burning horizon. It was better to travel from dusk till dawn not only because the chances of being spotted were significantly lower, but also because of the sun.
To say it was hot during the day would be like saying that the floor is made out of floor; no fucking shit. You could cook an egg on the asphalt with this heat! I tried it with Dad too, good times.
Yeah... good times...
I shook my head from the dark thoughts, adjusting the straps on my back. My trusty boots were another lifesaver. If not for them, I would have most likely developed something nasty from the strain my feet endured every day.
My clothes were worn out, dusty and even a little muddy from the countless times I hid in the dirt, but as long as they protected me from the deadly rays of the sun, I was fine with looking like a homeless bum.
I coughed into the air, clearing the accumulated saliva out of my throat and spitting it out. It was a sick yellow, fuck, I've definitely developed some sort of infection, and coming across medicine just lying about was as likely as meeting God.
But it was fine! So what if Australia is, once again, a prison island! So what if every cunt I knew is gone! SO WHAT?!
...
What's the point?
I dropped my backpack, a small cloud of dust rising up from the impact. I dropped to my knees, staring at the setting sun.
What was the point? What was I fighting for? What was I living for?
Nothing.
I can't do this anymore. I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, and I'm fucking tired, both psychically and mentally. My knees hurt, my back hurts, my everything hurts. I'm going to fucking die either by the aliens or nature.
It's so sad. How did I go from another young Joe to such a pathetic mess? At least... At least the sky didn't change.
It was so peaceful, the white marshmallows floating by so high in the sky, the imagination could create any shape to one's heart's content.
I closed my eyes, basking in the cool wind brushing my shoulder-length hair. Such a scenic place in such a dark world, what an irony.
...
I had a butcher's knife in my bag.
I smiled bitterly, knowing I always had that option if shit went too south. Dad would beat the shit out of me if he knew what I'd considered committing for so long, it would break Mom's heart, but...
They were gone. I never had any friends either, which is fine for some people, and I was one of those people. Call me a bitch all you want, I'd like to see you go through the rough and come out the same person, if not a better one.
...
Well, I am a coward after all. The sole reason I haven't offed myself is because I don't have the guts. That's even worse, carrying on this feeling while unable to do anything about it, it's... maddening, vexing. I'm tired in so many ways, and...
I don't know anymore. I just don't.
As I stared at the descending ball of burning gas, I saw a tiny, bright object appear out of the sky; a shooting star. Ha, isn't that something? Might as well make a wish, right?
I wish... I wish... I wish...
I wish for it to end. I just want to be happy. I want to rest. To be free of this vicious cycle of Hide and Hide. See what I did there? Ha ha.
As the comet traveled amongst the stars and disappeared into the deep space, I waited.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited...
I waited for something, anything to happen. But deep down, I knew it was all a false hope, a piece of light I held on to in a world full of darkness...
Maybe I should've taken literature class?
Nah, that shit is too boring. Although-
A sudden jolt struck the back of my head, sending me into the sweetest sleep of my life.
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"Ugh... my fucking head..." I rubbed the back of my skull, wincing in the pain that lingered around the area of impact. I brought my hand back into view, some dried blood stuck to it.
What the fuck happened? I was admiring the sunset when all of a sudden, everything went out. Wh-
Holymyfuckingshitisthat-?!
In front of me was a snake alien, and no ordinary, heh, ordinary, that's funny- not now, brain! It was the snake alien, the same I'd "met" in the gas station, if her scales and boring gaze was anything to go off of.
She was sitting in a chair made of her own coils, her eyes following my own as I glanced around the room I was; no windows, only chrome walls, floor and roof, and no doors to be seen, hidden from sight.
She was also naked, her breasts had a nipple each and her slit-
"The fuck?" Came out my automatic response. Why is she naked? Where am I? AND WHY AM I GETTING A BONER?!
"Hissss~" Okay, that definitely was the snake I knew and loved. SIKE!
"W-where the fuck am I?!" I felt around me, my hands coming in contact with a soft fabric. I didn't need to look to know it was a bed. And not just any bed; it was a super sized one, unfitted for the average human.
But perfect for a xeno serpent like her.
"Ssss, hisss~" She stood upright, her strong tail supporting her upper, more humanoid body with ease. She began slithering towards me with a sway to her hips, her eyes narrowing at me.
"W-what do you want from me?!" I tried to back away from her, but something rattled as I moved back.
Both of my legs were restrained with some sort of energy shackles connected to the side of the bed. They were long enough to give me some room around the circular, pillowless bed while preventing me from escaping or accidentally falling off.
"Hissss~ Haaa~" Could she even understand me?! O-oh God, she's opening her mouth! HOLY SHIT! She dislocated her jaw just like a fucking python!
"W-wait! Can you understand me?!" She stopped in her track, a deformed smirk on her face. With a single, slow nod, she lunged forward, and I screamed a manly scream.
Not really, I squealed like a little girl.
It was all a blur; she slammed into me, creating a mess of limbs and scales as I frantically kicked and swung my arms around like a madman. It happened so fast I didn't have any time to comprehend what she was actually doing.
Less than ten seconds later, she'd coiled her tail around my legs and my torso, rendering my lower appendages useless while also controlling the volume of air I could inhale. She grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them to my sides before she wrapped herself around my chest, completely immobilizing me.
I TAKE BACK WHAT I SAID! I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!
I was hyperventilating, tears freely leaving my eyes. The sensation was so alien- I mentally slapped myself, dumbass pun in the worse time possible. It was... pleasant, and warm. Her muscles contracted around my much smaller form as she loomed above me, reeling back her head.
"Waitwaitwait ple- AAAH!" In an instant, she bit down on my neck. I let out one last cry, sobbing as I...
I wasn't dead.
Actually, I felt kind of... funny.
She kept me there, her fangs penetrating my fragile skin as she...
I gasped, feeling a liquid enter my blood stream. She was injecting me with... a poison...?
I felt numb, and silly, and ticklish. I giggled a little, and she hummed in satisfactory. She then let go of me, her expression softened into a simple smile.
What... what the fuck?
Her coils slightly relaxed, now was... my chance!
I couldn't move. I could feel just fine, a little too fine, but I couldn't use a single muscle in my body.
"W-what... I... I don't-" She wrapped the end of her tail around my mouth as an improvised gag, "Mhmhmf, mhm."
She hissed, flinging her tongue at the air in front of me. Her scales were so smooth, like silk against my skin, and her muscles of a dozen professional athletes.
I just noticed that the only garment I had on were my boxers.
"MMM! MMHMH!" I breathed lungfuls through my nose in desperate confusion.
"Hisss~" She moved her coils a little, exposing my lower abdomen and groin. She grabbed the fabric, effortlessly tearing it apart and throwing it aside.
"MMH! HMF! HMF!" I clenched my eyes shut, unbelieving of that was going to happen. Even if I could move, her tail was far too powerful, cradling me in an iron cocoon of comfort and warmth.
I thought she was going to kill me! Not... this! She's a fucking xeno! Xenos kill humans! Don't they?!
...Right?
She drew her clawed hand over my semi-erect member, tilting her head from side to side as she examined it from every possible angle. If I could see myself right now, I'd probably look like a ripe tomato ready for the picking.
Once she was done with her admiration of my average size, she grabbed the shaft, giving it a tender squeeze which hardened it even more in the process. WHY AM I... FUCK! This can't be happening! What do I do?! I-I need to get away! I need to! I must I must I must-!
Without any other option, I bit down on her tail, eliciting a surprised yelp from the serpent.
However, my moment of victory was short-lived. She glared daggers at me and tightened her coils.
...
I regret everything.
"Grrrsssss... Haaaaa~ Hiiiiiissss~!" Her maw twisted into a wicked grin, making me regret my irrational decision even more.
"Mmm! Hmhm- HMM!" She grabbed my balls with her left hand, her sharp claws capable of easily piercing them. I forced myself to stop whining, begging her with my eyes to spare me.
She smiled even wider, realizing she had me by the balls-
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God fucking dammit brain!
She positioned herself above my crotch, rubbing her... holy shit, she was wet! Wetter than water! She rubbed her cunt over me, coating my penis in her juices. WHY. AM. I. AROUSED?! She's a bloody alien cunt! And...
She's still a woman, kinda.
BUT THIS IS WRONG!
Before I had a chance to voice a muffled, drugged protest, she positioned my tip right into her, aligning it just the right way. It wasn't anything like I'd seen on the hub; while women had two flaps on each side, hers was, literally, a single, thin line.
Noticing I was entranced by what she was planning, she gave my neck an affectionate squeeze, making me look at her. Our gazes locked, her scarlet eyes on my hazel ones. We stayed like that for a moment, but only a moment.
Then, she slammed her waist down onto mine, burying me inside her.
"MMM! MMMMM!" I couldn't begin to describe what I was feeling. Tight, warm, slick, wet, it all hit me at once. She took my first time without even knowing, and that hurt more than her crushing, nonconsensual, full-body hug.
I whimpered in shame, at the fact that- "MMM!" She didn't even need to move! Her... Her pussy had a mind of its own! Squeezing and brushing at my dick in every conceivable way. The fact that it felt so... good...
She took notice of my renewed energy and smiled even wider. While her genitalia played as it pleased with me, she brought her head closer to mine, removing the scalie gag she had around my mouth.
I moaned in a mixture of pleasure, hate and disgust, wanting it to stop and while also not, "Why... wh- AH!" She found a particularly sensitive spot, so she kept simulating it from then on. "Ah~ N-no... sto- MH!" She locked our lips together in an awkward kiss, tilting her head to the side so they were sealed shut.
I locked my jaw, but her poison weakened me to the point that even a child could beat the shit out of me. She pushed past my defenses like a knife through butter and wrapped her wet organ around mine, making lewd kissing noises as we exchanged our saliva.
But she wasn't satisfied with that. Her tongue, imprisoning mine, went even further into my mouth and towards my throat, playing with the dangling thing at the back. I cried harder in response to her exploits, and she ran her hands through my hair, holding it with a death grip.
How did it turn out like this... I... I...
"MMM! Hmhmm~ MM-HMM!" I couldn't keep it together anymore, her assault on every part of my body broke me; my skin, my mouth, my mind, my member; she won in every category and had total control over me, and it only made it so much better.
"Ssss~ Ssssss~ Hisssss~" She caressed the back of my head, my eyes unfocused and hazy. I don't know why... but I don't care. It felt too good, too hot, too... right.
As if she was designed for this.
Suddenly, I felt something swell up, something was...
I was going to burst.
"Mh... Mhm... Hm!" I tried warning her, but she seemed to feel what was coming. Hehehe, coming. She become more aggressive with her kissing, going as far as lifting her hips and slamming them back down even though she didn't need to.
I felt butterflies beat at my stomach, begging to be let out of their cage. I subconsciously thrusted upwards, trying to push past the end of her wall. My joints locked, her hissing became more desperate, as if she was telling me: "Yes! Do it! Give it to me!"
I didn't want to resist anymore. I wanted to finish so badly, I needed to finish. I needed her.
With one final thrust, I ejaculated inside her as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, sending ropes of thick, hot cum into her womb. She broke our kiss, hissing in pleasure as I screamed like a drunkard; drunk from pure ecstasy. Her flesh walls tightened around me like her coils did, a few of my bones cracking which only added to the high.
Once I gave her all I had, she kept milking me for hours, never wasting a single drop. I can't remember what happened after that, I was too high on the afterglow to fully comprehend the aftermath of her forced lovemaking. I remember being cradled and cuddled within her coils, and milk, snake milk...
Hmm... snake, breast milk.