The Allurian

The Allurian

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Far off in the galaxy lies Quadrant Five where a civil war has broken out between the peaceful Alliance and the warmongering race known as the Pathors. Thana, an Allurian spy and the last survivor of her planet, is killed on a mission. To preserve her bloodline, she orders that her alien embryo be implanted inside a human woman on Earth where the child matures into a beautiful, eighteen year old woman named Thana Lewis. After Pathors attack and destroy the Earth, Thana and her friends are saved by members of the Alliance where she is recruited as an agent for their cause. As Thana joins in the fight to stop the Pathors, things become complicated when she becomes enemies with General Zaran Or'Resho, the son of General Ez'Ra and the man Thana's mother killed. What begins as a bitter feud between enemies turns into a war of wills and supressed desires as the pair's anomosity toward one another tranforms into one of a strong emotional bond. Will these two learn to set aside their hatred to discover love and help save an entire universe from destruction? Find out in these sci-fi erotic romp based on my short story Synthoid.

Summary

Far off in the galaxy lies Quadrant Five where a civil war has broken out between the peaceful Alliance and the warmongering race known as the Pathors. Thana, an Allurian spy and the last survivor of her planet, is killed on a mission.

To preserve her bloodline, she orders that her alien embryo be implanted inside a human woman on Earth where the child matures into a beautiful, eighteen year old woman named Thana Lewis. After Pathors attack and destroy the Earth, Thana and her friends are saved by members of the Alliance where she is recruited as an agent for their cause.

As Thana joins in the fight to stop the Pathors, things become complicated when she becomes enemies with General Zaran Or'Resho, the son of General Ez'Ra and the man Thana's mother killed. What begins as a bitter feud between enemies turns into a war of wills and supressed desires as the pair's anomosity toward one another tranforms into one of a strong emotional bond.

Will these two learn to set aside their hatred to discover love and help save an entire universe from destruction? Find out in these sci-fi erotic romp based on my short story Synthoid.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Allurian

Author Chapter Note

Far off in the galaxy lies Quadrant Five where a civil war has broken out between the peaceful Alliance and the warmongering race known as the Pathors. Thana, an Allurian spy and the last survivor of her planet, is killed on a mission. To preserve her bloodline, she orders that her alien embryo be implanted inside a human woman on Earth where the child matures into a beautiful, eighteen year old woman named Thana Lewis. After Pathors attack and destroy the Earth, Thana and her friends are saved by members of the Alliance where she is recruited as an agent for their cause. As Thana joins in the fight to stop the Pathors, things become complicated when she becomes enemies with General Zaran Or'Resho, the son of General Ez'Ra and the man Thana's mother killed. What begins as a bitter feud between enemies turns into a war of wills and supressed desires as the pair's anomosity toward one another tranforms into one of a strong emotional bond. Will these two learn to set aside their hatred to discover love and help save an entire universe from destruction? Find out in these sci-fi erotic romp based on my short story Synthoid.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 15, 2013

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Five thousand ten light years away from the Milky Way Galaxy, the existence of extraterrestrial life became centered within the region of the universe known as Quadrant Five.  Recognized for its peaceful utopian civilization consisting of thirteen planets and governed by the Alliance, this once harmonious world became destroyed by the warmongering villains known as the Pathors.  After a civil war broke out among the thirteen planets, rebel forces began uniting to stop the invading enemy from seizing power over all of Quadrant Five.

In the hope of gaining leverage in the war, specialized agents for the Alliance had been sent out to eliminate Pathor military threats.  One such leader on the list was General Ez’Ra Or’Resho and this where our story begins…

 

The Pleasure City of Aragos on the Planet Nevus

General Ez’Ra Or’Resho inhaled the scented aroma of the whore’s perfume entering his private room. The greasy, rodent pimp known as Skraag introduced her as Thana, a synthetic clone, created from a race long extinct from the planet Alluria.

Allurians, identified by their exotic appeal, had been reputed to be a rare breed of attractive beings commonly recognized by their dark hair, dark eyes, and tan skinned bodies. Rumors of their multiple skills in the bed chamber had preceded them that many political leaders coveted them as mistresses and concubines; an idea that the Pathor general believed he most richly deserved.  An Allurian offered their services for a hefty price if one could afford their fee.

Thana was no exception.

"Five thousand zool and not a credit more vermin!" General Or’Resho ordered.

"Five thousand is quite a generous offer," stammered Skraag. "I am certain you will be most please with Thana."

Skraag ordered Thana on her knees, submitting to her pimp in total obedience. He took a metal collar from his pocket, fastened it around her neck before locking the clasp that connected to the chain leash which Skraag now held in his hand. The rodent pimp handed the leash to the General before dispensing directions on how to handle the merchandise correctly.

"Tug on the reins of the leash tightly to ensure she pleasures you correctly," explained Skraag. "The Allurian will not disappoint, General. I assure you of that."

"Just get out!" spat General Ez’Ra pointing to the door.

"Of course, General," cowered the pimp in fear. "Have fun with your new toy." Skraag snickered leaving the room with his rat tail trailing behind him.

Left alone with Thana, General Ez’Ra surveyed his newest purchase. He paced back and forth, staring at the female examining her from every angle. Silent and mute, Thana stared blankly at the wall listening to the General bark out orders.

"Tell me clone, do synthoids like yourself have feelings?" he smirked. "Do you feel any connection to the people you were designed from?  Sadness or even anger perhaps?"  He sat, whispered in Thana’s ear, forcing the poor clone to absorb all of his ridiculous rantings.  "Rage toward me, in particular, knowing that my people the Pathors destroyed your home planet? I assume you would since, technically speaking, you are the last of your kind even if you are a clone. A synthoid, genetically created for pleasure, from a race long gone!"

Thana’s eyes did not move. She gazed at the wall void of any emotion as the general continue to speak.

"Ah but how can you feel at all? A synthoid is breeded by science and sold as chattel to the very aliens who eradicated your people," taunted the General. "Thana, is it? Well Thana, you bear no intelligence, pride, or humanoid connection to anyone. You are simply nothing but a pet who is here to please me. I am going to enjoy myself immensely taking pleasure in your pain!"

Thana felt the hard pull of her metal collar restricted her breath. She gasped each time the General yanked the chain even harder, causing her to collapse on to the floor. Thana felt her throat constrict while the collar burrowed into her skin cutting off the oxygen to her lungs finally forcing her body to collapse on to the floor.

Down on all fours, General Ez’Ra exerted more force on the chain while she managed to crawl on her knees toward the General’s direction only to lift her head just a foot away from his feet.

"Allurian bitch. Get up," the general directed. Thana kneeled before him. Her face emotionless but coughing for a few breaths of air, wondering when he would make several more tugs to her chain to withdraw her breath. "Use your mouth to pleasure me."

Thana did as she was instructed. Her latex covered fingers found the buttons of his uniformed pants as she undid his trousers to release his hard prick straining underneath. She clasped the cock between her gloved fingers and began to stroke him up and down. The dry, stickiness of the latex became uncomfortable but she remedied that by secreting some of her own saliva on to the head of his cock before twisting and pulling it to keep it lubricated. Feeling that he was ready, Thana pressed her lips down to him to suck on him. The General stared at the Allurian clone impressed by her masterful skills.

"Excellent my pet. Yes! Suck it! That is right. Drink my cock in!" he demanded. He looked down at Thana’s dark eyes swallowing him whole feeling her hot breath tease him with her tongue. He pushed himself deeper into her throat, hearing a tiny cough escape her lips but remained immune to her feelings.

"Would you like to know what happened to the Allurians my sweet Thana?" asked the General. "Our warrior clan the Pathors had them eradicated. You see my innocent clone, the thirteen planets of Quadrant Five attempted to remain in a peace in accordance with the treaty of the Galactic Alliance. Pathors believed Quadrant Five needed to be ruled with an iron fist unifying the planets under the authority of one emperor. We broke the treaty, stirring up this conflict to prove we were the stronger beings that deserved to rule Quadrant Five. The planet Alluria was the first to oppose us which resulted in their extermination."

Silence. Thana continued to give the General oral attention despite the arrogant ramblings coming from his mouth. Pushing her head away, General Ez’Ra kicked off his pants and stood up.

He pulled Thana in front of him, turned her around so that her back was facing him, and bent her over with her hands spread against the wall. Then with nimble fingers, he pulled down her leather bottoms to gain access to her female folds before spreading her copper lips apart with his hands.

"It was a glorious sight!" He bragged. "To see the Allurians conquered and destroyed by Pathors. We demonstrated to the Alliance who truly deserved to rule Quadrant Five! They were fools to think they could oppose us and discovered the consequences as we controlled four of their thirteen planets! You Allurians were the easiest to conquer! It is such a shame we could not enslave you! Your female kind makes fitting pleasure drones."

The teasing of his hands became too much for Thana’s sugar walls. Liquid nectar released from her feminine opening exciting the impatient General Ez’Ra as wiggled his erected prick into her womanly folds. With one hand around her waist and the other grasping the chain, he pushed into her hard. Thana moaned in silence feeling his cock spread her wide. Her legs shivered in response to his invasion. His hard cock entered and withdrew with so much force that he pulled the chain even tighter with each thrust inside her.

"That is right, Thana! We will conquer all of Quadrant Five in this war as I have conquered you!" wailed General Ez’Ra as he pushed a few more times into her. Thana cried in what seemed to be mixture of pleasure and pain which only intoxicated the General convincing him to fuck her harder and faster.

Maneuvering the chain around waist and up between her legs, the general wrapped the remaining piece of the leash around his cock and scrotum entering Thana with fervor while squeezing the chain around his groin in excitement. The sensation felt unbearable for General Ez’Ra groaning to the rhythm of his Pathors’ blood constricted at the head of his prick now trapped inside the synthoid clone. Thana, in return, moaned in agreement to the cold metal of the chain massage the opening of her clit and lips each time the General fucked her.

"You enjoy my cock in you Allurian? Do you..AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

General Ez’Ra screeched as he released the metal leash shooting a web of semen across Thana’s secretive opening and thighs. The dewy liquid stained his uniformed trousers. He pushed Thana to the floor while he sat down to examine his pleasure.

Dead eyes stared at the General with Thank laying her head on to the floor but with her body raised up in a catlike position. General Ez’Ra grinned, pulled on the leash of her metal collar to signaling the synthoid to crawl to him.

"Clean me up Allurian bitch with your tongue!"

Thana did as she was instructed. She stuck out her tongue licking away the milky white residue from his uniformed pants until swallowing the remnants of his seed from his prick. She slowly allowed her latex, gloved fingers to touch his hands.

Speed was of the essence. Without warning, the agile synthoid rushed at the General, spinning her body into a forward somersault, and managing to wrap the metal chain around General Ez’Ra’s neck. A sudden pull from the chain in her latex hands allowed her to squeeze the air from the Pathor’s lungs. General Ez’Ra dropped his hands from the leash to stare at his assailant.

"Well General Ez’Ra, looks like I am the one who has conquered you," Thana grinned.

She raised her knee to make contact to his abdomen, kicking the air from his body, and causing him to fall backward to floor. Pain from his neck and stomach overwhelmed the General that he failed to notice Thana dashing to the table nearby where a gun had been concealed. She raised the weapon pointing the barrel at his temple.

"YOU SYNTHOID CLONE WHORE! YOU DARE TRY TO KILL A PATHOR!" General Ez’Ra hissed.

"I am no clone you bastard!" Thana explained. "I am a true Allurian! The very last you say of my kind!"

"But how?" asked the General.  His eyes widened in shock. "We killed your race years ago when we destroyed your planet! You could not have survived that nuclear blast!"

"I was not on my home world during the time of war," said Thana. "At the time, I had been working as a planetary translator for the Alliance hoping to secure peace negotiations within the galactic Quadrants. That was until you Pathors incited the war that eradicated my family, my people and my home as well as a million other alien races. I managed to escape the conflict, joining the rebel Alliance as a soldier to help end your Pathor tyranny."

"You are an assassin then? An agent of the Alliance?"

"That is correct General Ez’Ra. Those of us from the neighboring planets who survived the Pathor attacks were recruited by the Alliance and trained in the art of war. Murder is now second nature to all of us now. Victory is all that matters. Even you Pathors can comprehend that.”

The Pathor general sneered.  “How did you get past my men?  They have been trained to sniff out a spy!  You would not have been able to get to me by yourself?”

Thana tossed her head back and laughed.  “I had assistance.  My pimp, Skraag?  He’s a fellow soldier of the rebellion.  Three years ago, you destroyed his planet Ioma. It’s a perfect plan.  No one would expect a rodent alien of being a spy. "

"She is correct General," said Skraag entering the room holding a laser rifle in his hand. "The Alliance has been spying on you for years gathering intel waiting for the right time to strike. Since we knew you had a proclivity for whores, we tracked you to Aragos to ensure your death."

"What do you hope to gain by killing me?" smirked the general.

"Leverage. An advantage in this war you created," responded Skraag. "You are one part of the Pathors’ Achilles Heel. If we remove all the necessary leaders and all the significant players, the Pathors will have no one to lead them. Your soldiers will topple and with no one to maintain their infrastructure.  With no worthy leaders to man their armies, the Alliance can defeat your planet and restore peace and order back to Quadrant Five!"

"A very foolproof strategy but you forget how much a Pathor is willing to die for his cause!"

General Ez’Ra kicked the gun away from Thana surprising the Allurian operative before a hard fist to her face sent her flying back against the table. Thana landed against the tough surface with her face bruised and flaring in pain before another painful blow struck her ribs.

 A small crack echoed from her side giving Thana the realization that she fractured a rib bone. Pain shot through her as the General attempted to lay another heavy kick to her already wounded side and forcing Thana to try to block the attack. However, General Ez’Ra proved to be a worthy adversary.

"Get up and die like the Allurian bitch you are!"

Thana braced herself for the next strike by General Ez’Ra for the agony to her ribs had been unbearable but instead she heard a large explosion whizzing past her head. A burning stench of charred flesh came from a corner of the room where Skraag fired his laser rifle at the General who cursed in pain at his wounded shoulder.

Skraag aimed again, released the trigger, and laid another shot at General Ez’Ra who managed to leap out of harm’s way. The rodent alien reloaded again but this time the General proved to be much more nimble, leaping at Skraag to wrestle the laser rifle away from him. The Pathor and the rebel soldier tussled on the ground with Skraag whipping his tail at the General’s face and disfiguring his enemy with several bloody lacerations.

Skraag appeared to be gaining the advantage by disabling his opponent still holding the laser rifle tightly between his fingers. General Ez’Ra would not be defeated. Thrusting a deep knee kick to Skraag’s stomach, the alien rodent released his hands from the weapon. The General did not waste any time aiming the rifle at Skraag’s abdomen and prepared to pull the trigger.

"SKRAAAAAG!"

Thana screamed.  Clutching her broken ribs, she let out a small grunt in response to the sharp pain flaring at her side. Hatred and loathing shot through her eyes at General Ez’Ra gleefully enjoying his victory over them.

"I guess my death will not be at your hands tonight Allurian bitch!" laughed General Ez’Ra as he held the trigger tight on the laser rifle at Skraag.  His evil eyes glared at the rodent alien before glancing at Thana."Before I kill you both, be happy to know Allurian that you were a Pathor’s best fuck ever!"

Thana had only a few seconds to react before he pulled the trigger. She swept her feet making contact with his ankle and forcing the General to trip over himself.  A loud explosion erupted in the room.  He instantly dropped his weapon, giving Thana the opportunity to kick the laser rifle far across the room. The General dove for it as she flipped backward to retrieve her own gun that she had originally had before he disabled hers.

General Ez’Ra regained his balance to fire but Thana was quicker and fired a bullet into his groin. The Pathor released the rifle to clutch his bloody privates.

"YOU ALLURIAN WHORE! I’LL KILL YOU!" he shrieked as blood spurted from his groin.

She fired two more rounds hitting him squarely in the chest before making the fatal shot to his head. Blood poured from his temple, dripping scarlet drops to the floor that joined with puddle of red that seem to appear out of nowhere. She fired a few more rounds at Ez’Ra’s body just to ensure the Pathor remained dead.

"Looks like, General, I’ve shown you pleasure through my pain!" She said as he clutched her abdomen and collapsed to the floor.  Blood seeped from her wound where the General had gotten a lucky shot at her with the laser rifle as a shocked Skraag came rushing to her side.

“Thana!” Her comrade wailed.  “I’ve got to get you to a doctor!”

"It is…too late…Skraag,” she murmured. "I…am…dying…"

"No Thana! Hold on! I can still get help!" Skraag wept tears for his fallen friend.

"You…must continue…the mission," Thana coughed. "Victory…is all…that matters…in this war…”

“FUCK THE WAR!” Skraag screeched as he held the Allurian’s head within his tiny fingers.  “DON’T YOU DIE ON ME!”

A stream of crimson fell from the exotic agent’s lips.  “I…can’t promise you…that…Skraag....My friend…will do you…something for me?”

The rodent operative nodded.  “Yes, Thana, anything.  What is it?”

“I’m…” she whispered.  “With child.”

He gasped.

“How?  How can this be?”

She coughed more blood as she spoke.

“I…I fell in love with an Alliance official…He doesn’t know…This child inside me is special…A female…she will help bring an end…to this war…I must die…in order for her…to live...”

“Thana!” Skraag wailed.  “How can you be so sure?”

“I…saw the Priestess Oracle…” Thana whispered.  “She foretold…of her coming…Skraag…she is the destined one…the one to unite us…”

Skraag shook his head in disbelief.  “No, Thana, that’s not possible.  Those are merely bedtime stories.  There is no Destined Uniter!”

Thana clutched the rodent alien’s garment hard.  “She is!  You must ensure…her safety.  When I die, you must cut the embryo out…place her in an incubator…find a host to carry her…This child is our salvation…Please, Skraag…do this…”

Her comrade raised his eyebrows and frowned.  “If this were true?  Where would I find host to carry the child to full term?”

More blood poured from her mouth as she coughed.  “Five thousand light years…from here…is a another Quadrant…called the Milky Way…There is a blue planet called Earth…with humanoid creatures that the Alliance has been observing for eons…Choose a female to carry the embryo to full term…then collect her when the time has come…”

“Thana,” her ally cried.  “I can’t.”

Thana gripped his garment hard.  “You…must…”  Then her eyes became lifeless as he heard the last breath escape her lips.  He embraced her lifeless body close as he placed a peck on her forehead.

The room filled with in an empty silence.  Shaken and distraught, Skraag got up off the floor and went for his warrior blade.  Placing the edge of the metal near his friend’s belly, he made his first incision…

 

Earth

Janesville, West Virginia

Peter 1:13 “Therefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and rest your hope fully upon the grace that is to be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.”

Seventeen year old Julia Lewis could not believe her so-called peers.  This was supposed to be a wholesome weekend retreat for Christian teens and not a reason for debauchery and reckless promiscuous behavior away from any parental supervision.As the town preacher’s daughter, it was her duty to set an example for the youngsters of Janesville but after an unconvincing sermon on the dangers of drinking and premarital sex, it seemed to fall on deaf ears.

Loud music blared from the radio of the campsite as all the other attendees decided to build a roaring bonfire and pass around numerous bottles of liquor within the group.  If that were not bad enough, she caught several juveniles with their pants around their ankles and their skirts hiked up in preparation to participate in some un-Godly activities within the hidden foliage of the woods.  Even though it was night, it was not difficult to make out exactly what these hormonal teens were doing.  Julia Lewis finally had enough.

Stomping her feet, she picked up the long skirt of her sun dress and hiked up the hill in the hopes of getting away from these heathens.  Seeing an open, desolate area with a broken tree stump, she marched herself over and began to sit down.

Clapping her hands together, she kicked up the dirt with her feet and began praying.  “Oh Lord, please save me from this horrible display of Sodom and Gomorrah down there!”

Suddenly white noise seemed to echo in her ears flashing lights overhead illuminated the evening sky.  Staring at awe at the triangular shaped object descended toward her, Julia gasped.

“Is this a sign, Lord?”

Julia then noticed that it was not divine intervention that was involved and screamed.

 

An hour later…

 

She felt the cold dirt beneath her back, the sand and leaves sifting through her fingers while the half-moon above still appeared in the sky.  Slowly, she forced her eyes opened and looked around her surroundings.  The blaring music of hedonism still could be heard down the hill.

Julia forced herself up in a sitting position only to notice her sun dress wrinkled and disheveled.   Dirt and twigs stuck to her legs and she smoothed her long skirt and rose from the ground.  Patting herself off, she took a minute to gain her bearings as the bizarre feeling of dysphoria started to diminish.  Shaking her head, she gained her senses and returned back to the scene of debauchery.

She needed to lie down again.

From the distance, Skraag watched the strange human girl returning to her pack.  She served as suitable host to carry Thana’s child; thus, he implanted the embryo inside of the young woman.  Satisfied with keeping his friend’s promise, the rodent alien returned to his hover ship.

It would be a matter of time before he would return to his planet to claim the child.  Thana’s offspring was the Destined Uniter.  An Allurian.  The last of her kind.

 

 

 

 


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