Posted by PK on April 29, 2003 at 16:51:27:
Grumbling good-naturedly, Rosie took off her footwear and allowed her sister to coax her out
of the denim shorts. In her brief white underthings, she looked every bit as tasty as Carmel.
Cotton underwear too, Albert noted approvingly. He should be able to get them off as she
went in but, if not, at least he wouldn't have to eat synthetics. They ruined the flavour of
girlflesh and gave him terrible indigestion. He sat quietly, working on establishing his
empathic rapport with the girl. It was clear she might need some encouragement.
"Okay, what happens now?" Rosie demanded. "Where are the cameras, anyway? In the
eyes?" She leaned forward and peered into Albert's beady orbs. "Can they really get us both
inside there? It can't be big enough...." Just watch me, thought Albert. It was all too much for
him. His tongue flicked out and pulled off her miniscule top in one deft motion and then
whipped around her slender waist.
"Yipe! How did they do that? What is this thing anyway? Hey, I said no nudity...stop that!"
Albert's tongue had curled downwards and was tugging her tiny panties down. It would be
easier to spit them out if they were off her hips. Rosie tugged them back up indignantly, but
Albert managed to keep his tongue inside. She was promisingly moist, it seemed, despite her
protests. He was working empathically on her sense of unreality, hoping she'd keep seeing
this as a bit of daring fun. Obviously she didn't share her sister's actual desire to be really
eaten by a Space Monster, but by the time she realised her predicament it would be too late..
Rosie was gasping and giggling now, still trying to hold onto her indignation. "Carmel, tell
those geeks to st - STOP IT! Aaaah..! CARMEL!" She pushed at Albert's head, trying to draw
away. "What the... AH! ...fuck is going on..."
Albert almost felt bad about tricking her. Oh well, it hadn't been his idea. He opened his
mouth to take Rosie in. Her eyes widened and he felt her shock through his empathic link as
reality dawned on her. She gaped at him, then at Carmel.
"Carmel, come on, what's this about?" she pleaded desperately.
"Albert's going to eat you," said Carmel grinning. She was stroking herself.
"What?? No, please, don't...look, joke over, right? Call it off, okay?" She sounded desperate.
"Sorry, Rosie," said Albert as politely as he could manage. "But I really am hungry..."
"IT TALKED AGAIN!" shrieked Rosie. Now that she had begun to realise he really was an
alien, this seemed more shocking.
"Don't be rude," Carmel reproved. "He's a 'he' not an 'it'."
Rosie was half afraid she'd gone mad, and even more then half that she wasn't. "Look," she
said, trying for a reasonable, placating tone as you would with a junkie holding a gun, "let's
talk about this a minute, please? I'm sure we can work something out." Albert had to admire
her control. She was caught between shock, arousal and terror yet she somehow kept her
head. Just like in that Kipling poem.* "At least tell me what this is about!"
[*Did you think Albert had learned nothing during his visits to Earth? Shame on you.]
What could it hurt? Albert thought. The hatch was shut, he was going to eat at least one of
them before the day was much older. Besides, he had a growing grip on Rosie's libido and a
more substantial one on her waist, she wasn't going anywhere. With his dinner no longer in
doubt, he could afford a little deferred gratification. He stroked the inside of her thigh
possessively with his tongue tip and asked: "What would you like to know?"
What she wanted to know, it transpired, covered a lot of ground. Albert didn't mind, he was
enjoying the feel of her body and mind as the conversation calmed her. She no longer
resisted his affectionate caresses and didn't even try to stop him when he finally denuded
her. The bulk of the explanation fell to Carmel. Albert was mildly curious about her part in it
too. He listened with interest as she spilled it.
"...So you see, when he threatened to STUFF me," Carmel glanced at Albert, who tried to
look innocent, not an easy task when you have your tongue wrapped around a naked girl
you're about to eat.
"It was only an idea," he protested. The girls ignored him.
"I thought if he ate you first, sort of got the flavour...well, we're a lot alike, probably taste the
same," she shrugged, "Sorry, Sis, I figured he wouldn't be able to resist me then."
Rosie gaped at her. "Let me get this straight. You mean you're feeding me to this Space
Thing as an appetiser for you? I'm just the hors d'ouevres? Gee, thanks a lot! Some sister
you are." Her lovely brown eyes were moist.
"Oh, come on, I said I'm sorry..."
"Er, ladies?" Albert hated to interrupt this touching family scene, but enough was enough. "If
you've quite finished, I've got a little unfinished business of my own. My dinner." Rosie
gasped as he tightened his grip on her waist and began to pull. Since she was facing away at
the time, she sat back heavily in his open mouth. Bliss! She tasted wonderful. He enjoyed the
foretaste of her firm buttocks.
"Wait!" Rosie exclaimed, though she didn't seem quite so panicky now. If she was going to
be eaten, so be it, but she had to try her best to get out of it. "Just one thing."
"What now?" asked Albert patiently, letting her sit there. As long as she didn't try to get out,
he'd indulge her a little more. She was worth savouring anyway.
"If Carmel wants it so bad, why not just eat her now and let me go? You wouldn't mind, Sis,
would you?"
"Fine by me," said Carmel. "But I don't think old Albert can let you go now. You're not into
this scene, you'd blow it for him if you got out. Besides, he's got your flavour. If he eats me
now, he'll just put you in the locker for later. Sorry, kid."
Rosie thought fast. "What if I offered to take Carmel's place? She's getting impatient, she
won't be working well. I could help you from here, be your adviser. You can let me go when
you leave, I won't be able to do anything about you then. Deal?"
Albert was torn. It was true that Carmel was becoming sulky and unreliable, and Rosie was a
bright girl, she'd have to find him prey or be eaten herself. She didn't seem to have too many
more scruples than her sister, just a stronger sense of self-preservation. On the other hand -
he moved his tongue gently between her legs and felt her gasp - it was all he could do to
keep from swallowing her right now. He couldn't decide.
"Okay, I quit," said Carmel suddenly. "It's been fun, ole Toad, but I'm done being your
spotter." She removed her skirt and stood naked, thrusting her chest out. Her breasts jiggled
enticingly. "Looks like you got a vacancy."
Albert thought for a long moment, then relaxed his grip and let Rosie slip out of his mouth.
She regained her footing with relief. "Ladies, we have a deal," he said. "Now if you wouldn't
mind coming over here?" he directed at Carmel. "It really is time I ate."
"Isn't he polite?" Carmel noted with possessive pride.
"Love the accent," Rosie agreed, wondering if she should get dressed again. "Thanks, Sis."
Carmel dismissed it with an absent gesture. Albert was putting his tongue in some very
interesting places and she shuddered with pure delight.
It was, to say the least, a strange experience for Rosie watching her elder sister being
devoured. She knew that Carmel was enjoying it, though she didn't know that the immediacy
of her knowledge stemmed from the fact that she was still empathically linked to Albert while
Carmel was too. When the last of her sister disappeared from view, she felt oddly satisfied,
yet still expectant. She was quite unable to analyse her own feelings, and she didn't care.
She just stood there watching, still naked and unconcerned by the fact, as Albert began to
digested his meal. She didn't really believe that he would let her go in the end, but she was
content to set that problem aside for another day. Somehow, she couldn't worry about it right
then.
Finally Albert gave a sigh of postprandial contentment and regarded her benignly. He wasn't
such a bad guy when you got to know him, she thought.
"I'm sorry," he said at last. "I'm a terrible host. Would you like a nice hot drink?"
"Sure, why not?" she said.