Sluts In Space 2 (Sci-Fi Erotica)
Abi and Stacy, the galaxy's sexiest ass-kicking heroines, are back!
When the girls search for Abi's missing lover, Dominic, on an abandoned medical station they find they've been betrayed by a bounty hunter who has lured them there to become birthing machines for the evil Squileen! Soon they face the fight of their lives against a formidable foe intent on turning them into his sex slaves... More
Sexy babes fighting in expensive lingerie! Seductive lesbian play in nurse uniforms two sizes too small! An evil megalomaniac named Horace! It can only mean one thing...Abigail Knight and Stacy Sands, the galaxy's sexiest ass-kicking heroines, are back!
When the girls search for Abi's missing lover, Dominic, on an abandoned medical station they find they've been betrayed by a bounty hunter who has lured them there to become birthing machines for the evil Squileen! Soon they face the fight of their lives against a deadly, formidable foe (with a less-than-formidable name) intent on turning them into his sex slaves...
ADULTS ONLY. An erotic short story of 5300 words. Includes explicit language and sexual situations among characters over the age of 18. Also includes mild bondage, heroine peril and alien sex.
The alien laughed, his tone deep and guttural. “You don’t have a choice. When we impregnate you both, our fetus will be fully grown within just a week. When you have given birth, you will be made pregnant again and again until your broken bodies can take no more. You will be our birthing machines and when we’re done with you, you will be killed. We will have an army of newborns ready to wreak revenge on your human kind...”
“Wait,” Abi interrupted. “Of all the women in all the universe, why us?”
He smiled. “Because Hinky was right about something. You may both be stupid, but you’re fit and strong. Your bodies are healthy, lean and toned, perfect for our twisted offspring. You’re also both beautiful. If we’re going to spend months screwing women, it may as well be with a pair of lookers.”
“Thanks!” Stacy shouted.
“You think we won’t put up a fight?” Abi said defiantly.
“Of course,” Horace replied. “But you won’t need to.” One of the aliens handed him a canister. “Our breathing is shallow, through only our mouths. Yet you humans always take more of everything, even our air. So breathe deep, space sluts...”
He opened the canister near the girls and a pink gas escaped, immediately forming a cloud around their faces.
“Look, it’s even in your color. Nighty night, girls.”
“Uhhhnnn...” Stacy groaned. “My legs...so weak...”
“Don’t worry, Stacy...” Abi replied wearily. “We’ll get...out of...this...”
The creatures caught them as they collapsed and looked to their leader. “Take them to the staging rooms,” Horace said. “I want the arrogant Knight bitch impregnated first. Strip her and prepare her.” His minions nodded and carried the girls away...