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Briefing
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Marina pulls the truck to the side of the road, dipping into a ditch. Gravel and dirt grinding under the tires of the armored vehicle as it comes to a halt.
"Alright, boys. We're a klick out from the post, so let's get a plan straight." She announces, her Greek accent thick as ever, before stepping out of the driver's seat. Sirvan slowly opens the passenger door, his heavy armor hindering him as he slides out of the seat. He puts the seat down, allowing you to climb out, then moves around the front of the vehicle to regroup with Marina at the driver's side.
You, on the other hand, slip around the back and clamber into the pickup's bed. The bullsquid perks up, appearing to have been either bored or half-asleep, now excited to see his master. You take a seat against the back wall of the truck, hardly the most comfortable spot, but the only one that allows your pet to curl up in your lap, of which he eagerly does.
The alien's thick head presses against your chest, the pressure quite firm even through your vest, and he lets out a deep rumble.
"Good boy..." You murmur, before drawing your attention to your teammates behind you. Your hand wanders the bullsquid's tough hide, gently caressing him.
Sirvan pipes up. "Done fondling your pet?" He asks jokingly, letting out a light chuckle, before realizing neither you nor Marina found it terribly funny and promptly quieting down.
Marina begins going over details. What to expect once you reach the outpost, what kind of troops there are, how long reinforcements might take to arrive, potential strategies for attack. And you listen intently, your attention quickly fading from the creature nestled in your lap.
His attention, however, is quite firmly on you; his loving master. A familiar yet uncontrollable tension growing within him. He presses closer to you, longing for your attention and growing needier by the second. It isn't long before the tip of his penis slips from his vent, already dripping and leaving a thin trail of his fluids along your pants as it grows further out. He squirms, but you continue to absent-mindedly stroke his back, unaware of the arousal you're rapidly stirring from just your mere touch. The tip creeps out from between his leg and yours, hanging semi-limp over his ankle and dripping more and more. He stares at it through tense eyelids, the first time he's ever really seen his own penis. Watching as it twitches and throbs against his will, leaking fluids that spill into a growing pool beneath him...
ASmallOtter
MemberCute Story ;P
zdnoz
MemberThank you! I'm really happy to hear that! ^^
I don't normally write "longer" stories like this for my images, but it was very fun to do!
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