$name1 has crash-landed on an Alien world and is met by Throg and Drog – two large, humanoid saviours…
$name1 groaned at the sight of the charred wreckage of her escape pod. It had crash-landed on a rocky, desolate landscape, a planet that seemed starved for color. Blistering heat permeated the air from a shimmering red sun. Dunes of sand stretched out, towering in beige hills and dipping into deep crevices.
Her ears rang from the impact of the crash. A wave of nausea washed through her. $name1 groaned again, checking her limbs as she climbed out of the escape pod’s hatch.
Aside from a few cuts and scrapes, she was relatively unhurt. Shielding her eyes, she gazed out at the unfamiliar terrain. As she collected herself, she heard rustling behind her. Swiveling around, she spotted two beings in the distance. Green and red-skinned with imposing forms, they resembled humanoids but had peculiar tentacle-like appendages.
Warily observing her, Throg—the green-skinned giant—ventured forward, followed tentatively by Drog, his red-skinned companion.
Their muscular, towering forms reminded $name1 of Greek gods, and their intricate, golden armor gleamed in the blood-orange sunset.
She stiffened, ready to fight as they approached. They stopped at a safe distance, their large, almond-shaped eyes full of curiosity. Humanoid appearances aside, their features were distinctly nonhuman, with angular, pronounced cheekbones; noses flaring like an animal’s; and ears pointed and tall like elven ones.
Throg flashed her a reassuring, fanged smile.
“Greetings, traveler!” His confident voice rolled like thunder, unmarred by fear or threat. “We are Throg and Drog, protectors of this wasteland. What brings you here?”
$name1 hesitated briefly, still tensing for battle. Then, sensing no immediate danger from them, she allowed her posture to relax. “I’m $name1, and I crash-landed here,” she admitted warily.
“I’m looking for a way off this planet.”
Drog, ever the more reserved of the duo, approached, adopting a cautious air. “You must have come a great distance to reach our realm,” he said, softly yet respectfully. “We will guide you to our cave, where you can rest and recuperate. Perhaps together, we can devise a plan to return you home.”
As they escorted her through the barren landscape, $name1 found it hard to believe that these inhospitable surroundings were home to such seemingly civilized beings.
Along the way, Throg and Drog pointed out the occasional signs of life; she spotted a herd of insect-like creatures zipping past or heard faint calls from some unseen scaly creatures hiding in the shadows.
“How do you survive here?” she questioned them, adjusting her footing on the sandy terrain.
“Adaptation has always been in our nature, $name1,” Throg replied, casting her an unreadable glance.
Eventually, they approached a hidden oasis nestled within a valley, surrounded by towering cliffs.
$name1’s eyes widened at the sight of the sudden burst of lush vegetation; tendrils twirled skyward, and multi-colored flowers blossomed in wild abandon.
Seemingly at odds with the harsh surrounding environment, an underground water source fed the thriving landscape, providing a sharp contrast to the sandy hills and rocky terrain.
As Throg and Drog led her down the narrow stone steps carved into the cliffside, faint whispers of water droplets and leaves swishing reached her ears.
Their cave loomed ahead, sculpted into the earth like a hidden sanctuary.
Pausing at its entrance, Throg motioned for her to enter first. “Welcome, $name1,” he said with a flourish, gesturing grandly. “May your healing begin.”
She paused, her eyes sweeping over the dimly lit chamber—a veritable treasure trove of intricate artifacts, glowing relics, and shimmering gemstones that adorned the walls. $name1 felt a strange mixture of exhilaration and trepidation.
She had just stepped into an alien world, and this cave held untold mysteries, secrets, and possibilities.
Incredible, otherworldly scents permeated the room; a mixture of spices, fresh flowers, and a faint hint of earthy smoke. The cave walls were lined with intricate carvings and paintings that portrayed scenes of celestial battles.
Throg motioned for her to take a seat near a blazing fire—an anomaly in this energy-efficient world they presented.
She obliged, and Throg and Drog sat facing her. Although she felt slight apprehension about her circumstances, her curiosity about these creatures and their planet surpassed her trepidation.
“Thank you for your assistance,” she finally told them, attempting to keep her voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions she experienced. “And I apologize if I startled either of you. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I first saw you.”
Drog’s deep-set eyes gleamed as he responded, “There’s no need to apologize, $name1.
We, too, were curious about you. We had never encountered a humanoid quite like yourself before; you are even more captivating in person than in our records.”
Throg nodded in agreement, adding, “Indeed, our archives included information about humans, but the opportunity to observe one from afar had never arisen. We hope you will share your experiences on your home planet and any survival techniques necessary for our harsh landscape.”
$name1 responded thoughtfully, “Of course, I’d be happy to share what I can.
But first, I must admit I’m fascinated by your physiology. You both have such remarkable attributes.” Throg grinned at her curious look. “We possess enhanced strength and speed to thrive in this environment,” he shared.
Drog interjected, placing a tentacle-like appendage against his chest. “It’s like a secondary heart, pumping to assist blood flow; ours is a unique circulatory system that empowers us in this terrain.”
Curiosity piqued, $name1 felt it essential to understand how it might affect their interactions.
“Would you mind if I examined you, then?” she asked cautiously. “Just to learn about your physiology.”
Throg smiled, revealing prominent, white fangs. “By all means, $name1,” he agreed. “But remember, our species holds certain sensitive areas that should not be touched.”
He removed his golden breastplate, revealing muscular green skin that rippled with strength and agility. $name1 cautiously approached, scanning his form. Intricate tattoos decorated his torso, depicting celestial scenes and cryptic symbols.
$name1 fought the impulse to trace the intricate designs, knowing it would be inappropriate.
“Do your tattoos hold significance?” she asked, keeping a respectful distance.
“Indeed, they record historical events and our personal achievements,” Throg confirmed.
He pointed to one particular marking—an electrifying wave pattern—stretching the length of his arm. “This symbolizes a battle won against a great foe, solidifying my position as a leader amongst my kind,” he explained.
The air within Throg and Drog’s cave was charged with anticipation. $name1 lay nestled in a rounded cocoon of the softest, most luxurious fabric, while Throg and Drog stood arrogantly before her. Her mind buzzed with a whirlwind of emotions: desire, nervousness, curiosity, but mostly a captivating blend of submission and intrigue.
She couldn’t wrap her head around the truth—that she, $name1, had the attention of these two otherworldly green and red beings.
Her wide eyes gazed up at them as her lips parted, a quiet gasp escaping them, while moisture formed where her cheeks met her eyes. She was conscious of the tendrils of heat slithering down her vulnerable neck, settling between her thighs. Her breath caught in her throat when she noticed both Throg and Drog smirked knowingly, the shimmer in their eyes betrayed their hunger.
“I must admit, I’m intrigued by you,” she whispered, her voice wavering with barely contained desire. “And I’ve been thinking about what you – what we – could do together.”
As $name1 spoke, she reached out tentatively and ran her fingers along Throg’s compelling muscles, feeling the power in every inch of his imposing physique. Their intoxicating aroma filled her senses as she inched closer to him.
Throg’s eyes darkened with lust as $name1 caressed him.
He leaned closer, his breath hot against her neck. “Your curiosity pleases us, $name1. But remember, we are unique creatures,” he warned, a knowing glint in his eyes.
$name1 nodded, shivering as his voice reverberated through her body, awakening her deepest desires. Drog moved behind her, his red skin gleaming under the faint glow of the room’s luminescent moss. His fingers brushed tangled strands of hair away from her neck, and he planted gentle kisses that sent electric coursing down her spine.
“Trust us, $name1,” he murmured. “We will bring you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.”
$name1 trembled as Throg scooped her up, stepping closer to the roaring fire flickering in the heart of the cave. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling a wave of heat emanating from Drog, his body pressed tightly against her back. As she looked up at Throg, their eyes darkened with intense passion.
Tendrils of heat slithered down her vulnerable neck, settling in every inch of her. Her breath caught in her throat when she noticed that both Throg and Drog were smirking knowingly, the shimmer in their eyes exposed their hunger.
“Do you trust us?” Drog murmured, his hot breath on her ear. She melted under their intoxicating aroma, which filled her senses as she leaned closer towards Throg, feeling the power and lust in every inch of his imposing physique.
“Yes,” she whispered, swallowing her nerves and acknowledging her deepest desires.
Throg’s gaze softened, a genuine smile spreading over his lips. In a swift yet tender motion, he pressed his lips against hers. The kiss sent waves of pleasure coursing through $name1’s veins. It seemed to awaken a hunger in her as she responded with equal passion.
Meanwhile, Drog trailed soft kisses along her neck and shoulders while tangling his fingers in her hair. $name1 shivered under the tender assault, craving more.
Throg gently lifted her onto the ground, breaking contact only for a moment.
“Drog, help me remove her clothing,” he instructed in a gravelly voice.
A resounding growl came from behind, and $name1 felt the cool air flow as Drog peeled off her shirt. She closed her eyes, focusing on Throg’s warm gaze as he admired the curves of her body.
His lean fingers expertly unclasped her bra before discarding it to join the pile of clothing on the ground.
“Fuck, $name1,” Throg muttered, his pupils flaring. “You’re even more beautiful than we imagined.”
The sight of him kneeling before her ignited a raw animal magnetism; his eyes blazed like blue flame, and his breaths came hard and fast, echoing in the stillness of the chamber.
A ripple of excitement coursed through her as she took in the hungry look on Throg’s face. Wordlessly, he bent to lick her nipples—first one, then the other, giving each gentle tug with his lips.
Sensations swirled tighter in her core before his warm, wet tongue traced a tortured path to her belly button.
“Throg!” $name1 cried out, writhing beneath him, desperate for more contact. But he wasn’t done yet. He nipped and sucked while cupping her mound with his free hand, making her shiver even more.
Suddenly, Drog appeared at her side, lifting her chin to meet his lips in a bruising kiss.
She moaned against him, tasting the tangy, metallic flavor of his skin—alien yet incredibly arousing. His hands slid up her thighs, leaving trails of fire in their wake.
Growling with a fierce hunger, Drog slipped his fingers under her underwear and tugged the fabric down her legs until she was bared to their gazes. A shuddering breath left her lips as his gaze raked over her body in heated appraisal.
Throg moved between her legs, positioning himself on all fours as he devoured her with insistent eyes.
$name1’s moans filled the silence, egging him on. His movements refined as he grew more familiar with her body.
Her fingers twisted in Throg’s golden hair like ivy gnarls as she cried out for him, blinded by the intensity of her orgasm. “Ah! Ah, Throg!”
He claimed his victory over her with a triumphant growl, his considerable length filling her in one, smooth thrust.
She wriggled beneath him, trying to adjust to the size and strength of him. Her tender walls stretched around him, trembling and surrendering to his dominant grasp.
“Fuck!” $name1 gasped, gripping onto Throg’s arms as he began to move, setting a primal rhythm that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
With each thrust, her breasts bounced and jiggled, catching Drog’s eager gaze as he watched intently from behind them.
She could feel his breath hot against her neck, his hands roaming and gripping her sides as Throg continued to rock into her.
Tendrils of pleasure coiled within her, writhing like a swarm of writhing snakes, then a sudden spasm overtook her, and $name1 trembled, crying out as she crested the first peak.
Throg let out a satisfied grunt before driving himself deeper and harder. Sharp pleasure-pain lanced through $name1’s senses as she felt herself stretched past her limit.
In response, her walls clenched around Throg’s length, rendering them both breathless. “Fuck, you feel like heaven,” he whispered hoarsely.
Drog leaned in, whispering into her ear, “Let us show you all the pleasures we can offer, $name1. Let go and enjoy.”
Her breathy gasp was buried in his neck as Throg continued to thrust, filling her with a deep, driving force that seemed to brush at the very center of her being. She arched back against Drog, whose lips seared a path down her neck.
His fingers deftly found her clit, strumming it with expert ease. $name1’s heart raced; each pass of his skilled fingers added a new layer of molten heat to their tryst.
The simultaneous onslaught from both sides left her breathless, whimpering as an unquenchable desire unfurled within her. $name1’s walls tightened around Throg, each rhythmic thrust eliciting a deep, guttural groan from the both of them. She was overwhelmed and in absolute rapture simultaneously.
$name1’s entire body trembled, nearly convulsing against the muscular, green-skinned form of Throg. She cried out in raw, unadulterated pleasure as Throg’s massive endowment filled every inch of her in a relentless surge.
Their breathing intermingled, ragged and heavy in the cavernous chamber, punctuated by the deafening crash and roar of the fireplace crackling in the corner.
Throg positioned himself above her, lifting her hips off the ground, so his pulsating length met her entrance. $name1 arched her back, giving him easy access to her yearning core.
Each stroke was imbued with urgency, overwhelming any modicum of control she possessed. Her senses were electrified, every nerve ending alive and trembling.
At the apex of her senses, savage hunger gnawed at the edges of her mind, rooting her firmly to the present moment.
Her moans filled the chamber, mingling with Throg and Drog’s grunts and gasps.
In one swift movement, Throg flipped $name1 over onto her hands and knees, impaling her once more on his thick cock. His fingers dug into her hips, the fire in his eyes spreading like wildfire between her legs.
She cried out in sheer ecstasy, surrendering to every delectable sensation, as Throg’s thrusts grew faster and more ravenous.
The bed beneath them rocked violently, creaking from the sheer force.
Meanwhile, $name1 felt Drog’s nimble fingers trace tantalizing paths along her spine and dip into the cleft of her backside. His slick digits circled her anus before lubricating it with an ethereal substance that seemed to emanate from his fingertips.
With a devious grin, Drog slowly pushed inside her, stretching her tight opening as she moaned with blissful shock.
The two aliens moved in unison, pounding into her with a ferocity that bordered on primal, their groans and grunts ringing throughout the cave.
“Harder! Fuck me harder!” $name1 cried out, her body trembling under the relentless onslaught.
Her breathy moans echoed in the chamber, punctuated by slapping flesh and deep, guttural growls.
Her wrists strained against Throg’s firm grasp as he pummeled into her, while Drog’s thrusts from behind rivaled a jackhammer.
Unable to contain herself, $name1 pushed back into Drog, accepting every thick inch he had to offer. Her nipples throbbed, hard and sensitive, as she rode these gods of her waking dreams.
Each thrust sent pleasure rioting through her body, and the air crackled with an intensity matching the fire consuming the logs in the hearth.
Drog’s fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back to bare her neck as his thrusts sent her arcing upwards. Throg’s grip seemed to grow stronger, holding her hips tight to his body as she writhed in euphoria.
Every piercing moan of pleasure was swallowed by the firelight, their voices echoing menacingly off the walls of theirket.
$name1 found herself reaching for the tentative kisses faltering upon her neck as they danced from prickling heat to soft yearning caresses.
$name1 felt her body tremble and shudder as Throg’s thrusts grew faster, fueled by a primal, raw desire. Her breath caught in her throat, her fingers gripping the damp, jagged rock beneath her as she reached her pinnacle. Wave after wave of pulsating pleasure coursed through her veins, igniting a riot of sensation she’d never before experienced. She cried out in sheer ecstasy, the echoes of her release reverberating around the cavernous chamber.
The storm surging within her began to subside, and the air around Throg and Drog took on an electric charge, like the mere hint of a nebulous light source struggling to break free from its cocoon.
Drog, still behind her, increased his tempo, the rhythm of his thrusts matching that of Throg’s relentless pounding.
Every shove caused a helpless, gasping moan, each one sounding more primal than its predecessor. In her eagerness, she braced herself on the jagged rock floor, the hard texture reminding her of the unforgiving world around her.
“That’s it, $name1! Take us both!” Throg roared as his body strained with the effort of keeping up this inhuman pace. She could feel every throbbing inch, buried deeper and deeper within her. She was beyond the capacity for coherent thought; she was merely a vessel for these overwhelming sensations.
Her ragged gasps mingled with Throg’s earth-shattering roar, and she felt Drog tense and jerk in release against her. With a final growl, he emptied himself deep within her.
The three of them collapsed into a heap on the bed, their chests heaving in time with their thundering hearts. An opalescent substance sparkled on her skin from her time with Drog, and the scent of their lovemaking lingered thickly in the air.
“Thank you, Throg… Drog…