Alina, the Alien

Alina slowly opened her eyes... the darkness still lingering in the corner of her vision. No matter how she tried, her eyes didn't seem to be able to focus on anything, twitching around aimlessly in their sockets. Her head felt as if it was ran over by a train.

She tried forcing her arms and legs to move, but couldn't seem to feel her body at all, let alone her limbs. Her thoughts were a spinning whirlpool, making her head spin along with them. She was unable to think, or move at all for that matter. She simply laid there for however long, trying to focus herself to move and look around through sheer willpower. She made some progress when her eyes finally seemed to return to focus, showing her a picture of a ceiling, illuminated by the orange glow of the sunset streaming in through the curtains.

'Wh-where? W-what?'

Her thoughts also seemed to gathering themselves once again, even though her head was still spinning, as if inside a laundry machine. Her mind was still racing trying to remember anything it can about her current situation, and it soon does. Alina's memories come flooding back, reminding her of everything that happened that day.

'Was it yesterday? What day even is today?'

She remembered the terrible pain of dying she went through, the memory sending a shudder through her entire body, which finally seemed to respond to her commands as well, though still uncoordinated.

Alina didn't know what it was like to die, or what happens after, but maybe she had been expecting to to see her husband's smiling face greet her in the afterlife. But alas, she had no such luck. The ceiling above her was something she had woken up to countless times before. She was still in her bedroom.

'What happened? Am I dead? Alive?'

Her body felt unnatural as she tried to get up, her movements looked more like flopping around uselessly, as if a fish on land. Shaking her head around, she tried to get some feeling back in her legs which felt numb, almost as if they had never been used before. Blinking away the haze over her mind, she realised she was on the floor and not on her bed.

'Weird... did I fall down? But how?'

She thought back to her state last night, barely being able to move, gripping the bedsheets tightly, as the pain had torn through her. Her questions were soon answered as her eyes turned to focus towards the bed, and she saw a pair of feet over the edge of the bedsheets. She finally started to gain some footing on her shaking legs as she tries to get up, her legs heavy as if wearing a pair of concrete shoes. She tries to get a closer look at the person to whom the feet belonged.

When she was finally able to look over the bed, her hand instinctively shot over mouth muffling her scream at witnessing the scene before her. Whatever footing her legs had gathered fell apart again, as she fell back on her ass, her other hand trying to scoot her away, horrified at the revelation before her.

'Why am I also on the bed?! Am I ghost floating outside my body? Was that a hole in her chest? My chest!?'

Alina's mind was reeling from what she just beheld, but didn't get any respite as her focus shifts to the strange looking hand over her mouth. Her hand. It was dark and ashen, the lengthy fingers ending in long sharp nails. The palm was big and looked to be the same grey complexion, as if void of any pigmentation.

She brings her hands in front of her face looking over them curiously, they were significantly bigger than most hands she'd seen, but her mind was still screaming at her and struggling to get ahold of itself. This isn't right, is it?

Her attention is drawn further down her wrist. Her entire skin now seemed to be that same ashen grey color. Her forearms were thick and muscular, and one could easily see the thick cord-like muscle fibers undulating under her skin as she moved them around. She ran her hands over her arms, and found the almost paper-thin skin surprisingly soft and supple, softer than anything she had felt before, seemingly devoid of any hair follicles or extra fat.

She explored her upper arms, squeezing the muscled mounds bulging powerfully through the skin, and felt the biceps were dense and hard as granite, not having much give at all, hinting at their superhuman strength.

She looked down to her shoulders, finding them covered in a hard, textured carapace of some kind, making it look like she was wearing dark grey shoulder pads, but this carapace was built into her skin and seemed to extend all the way around her upper front and back, covering both shoulders and her neck which still remained very flexible despite the solid looking cartilage structure. Alina's downward gaze then shifted from her shoulders to the two voluptuous melons sitting high and proud on her chest, which she had somehow missed until now, and her jaw widened even more in surprise.

Even merely touching the flesh mounds had sent electric shocks of... pleasure... through her body, and Alina pulled her hands away in surprise.

'They are so sensitive.'

She had been a pretty modest B-cup before, but now the giant orbs that jutted out from her chest, just under the carapace, looked to be as big someone's head. The light grey mountains of fat were tipped with darker areolas and dark grey nipples. They didn't sag much at all, somehow remaining extremely perky, despite their obvious heft. Alina didn't really feel them weighing her down at all. Perhaps being the reason why she hadn't noticed them until now, because these would have been way too cumbersome and debilitating for a normal woman, and from what she'd seen so far... her body had certainly deviated a lot from a 'normal woman'.

She didn't want to get too comfortable with her humongous breasts just yet, still unsure and confused and especially not wanting to awaken... something... inside her. She left them alone as she continued exploring what kind of form she was in now.

The journey of self discovery continued on to the legs sticking out in front of her, as she was still sitting down. Her feet still looked very humanlike, not having changed very drastically. All of her toes seemed to be a bit longer and more dextrous now, and the rest of the foot even more flexible and stronger than before.

Her calf muscles now looked considerably thick and powerful, bulging prominently through her skin. Her knee joint, however seemed to protrude out of her skin, the dark grey bony hinge erupting outside at her knees. It didn't seem to hamper anything though.

Her girthy thighs were rippling with thick cords of muscles, but still looked deliciously juicy despite feeling solid like tree trunks. She wouldn't have any trouble getting around on legs like these...

Alina couldn't see, but could still feel her hips and ass under her. The uniformly distributed fat giving her proper child bearing hips and a huge butt you could easily bounce a quarter off of. Her powerful musculature concealed under the soft cushioning of her ass. This body only seemed to store all the fat on the "important" areas, being mostly built of muscle and cartilage everywhere else. She was muscular but not overwhelmingly so, more like a lean, chiseled build rather than a professional bodybuilder, but probably many, many times stronger than one due to her exponentially denser muscle fibres, her thin skin showing off her muscular system in excruciating detail.

'W-what has happened to me? Who's body is this?'

Alina gradually tried to gather herself, once again trying to get her feet under her, and was finally able to get up on her haunches, though still shaky. Getting used to her new gait and centre of balance, she felt something swishing behind her and came face to face with her... tail.

The distinctly prehensile tail seemed to extend from where her spine ended, covered in the same vertebrae-like cartilage. The tip was pointed and had some sort of blade, that she later found out could be retracted and protracted at will. She had to get used to using some brand new muscles to gain any control over her tail, which still just seemingly moved about on its own.

'Wait... I've seen this before...'

Alina's mind, still reeling, somehow recognized the structure of the tail. It was very similar to that weird creature she had encountered.

'D-did that... thing... do this to me?!'

She recalled being **** upon by the creature, maybe it had changed her in some way... Or maybe this is still all a dream!

Her mind was still struggling to come up with any sort of explanation of her current predicament, and she was still curious about the person on the bed.

As she rocked back and forth trying to get up, she felt the cold floor touch her in a new way. Something big and heavy was swinging between her legs brushing against the floor, sending... weird sensations... through her body.

When Alina finally stood up and stabilised herself enough, she parted the mountainous breasts that blocked her vision from her lower body, holding back a moan that threatened to escape at the sensation of touching them.

Just beyond her abdomen, covered in chiseled abs you could grind metal on, she saw something that had no business on her otherwise female body.

A penis... No, a cock. Her cock.

The shock almost sent her tumbling back down again, but she managed to gather herself in time. Her eyes and jaw went wide, gawking at the thing as if it was that weird creature from before, somehow resurrected.

The tube of meat attached to her groin was fat and smooth, with thick veins running under the skin. The dark grey head was covered in the light grey foreskin as the shaft, but she could see it slightly peeking out from under it. She estimated the thing to be around 9 or 10 inches long, bigger than anything she had heard of, or seen before, bigger than her average sized husband when he was erect... but this thing was still soft.

"What the fuck?!" she yelled in shock, or at least tried to, but no sound escaped her lips. Astonished, she tried to speak again but just couldn't, this body seemingly having no vocal chords capable of advanced speech. She could now only grunt and growl like an animal. Her silence had now very well become a physical limitation, rather than a vow she chose to uphold.

Her mind which had finally started to compose itself went haywire again at the sight of the penis attached to her female crotch. Alarmed, Alina reached down under... her cock... still repulsed by the thought, and felt a big sack under the base of her shaft. Her heavy testicles throbbed at her touch, bigger than softballs, the skin of her scrotum smooth and taut around them, almost giving the whole package a feminine appearance, but still way larger than any of its normal masculine counterpart ever will be.

Alina could feel the juicy orbs quiver and churn as they produced a fresh batch of sperm for her to release. She pushed away the thought, still wanting to confirm something, and reached behind her balls to her vagina, almost sighing in relief at finding that its still there. She now had a working set of both male and female organs... a hermaphrodite or futanari...

Alina had heard of them before, many examples of such existed in the animal kingdom which she had some knowledge about. But never would she have imagined ending up becoming one. Her exploring ministrations had the side effect of arousing her male parts, her lengthy penis throbbed and twitched as it started to get erect.

Alina shook her head to clear her mind of the arousing haze taking over her. This wasn't the time for that, she had to confirm something. So she decided to leave her body alone, and approached the bed...

Alina, or atleast the human Alina lay there motionless. Seeing her own body from someone else's perspective was... trippy, to say the least. The body was definitely lifeless, as she examined it. The face was streaked with the remnants of the tears she had shed from the pain, but still looked peaceful... happy almost.

Alina had no qualms accepting her end and moving on, because her existence had brought her nothing but suffering... but somehow, she hadn't passed on. She once again looked at her new form, and then again at the gaping hole on the chest of her previous body. She distinctly remembered something bursting out of her before it had all went black, and she woke up like this. The pain she had felt was very real, and so was the alien creature that had attacked her. Alina was now positive that this was all reality, and not just a dream.

Stepping away from the bed, she walked over to the bathroom. Finally looking at herself in the mirror on the sink, she was greeted by... her face. However, she had to bend her knees to reach it due to her increased height. Curious about her height, Alina stepped away and stood fully straight, she estimated herself to be somewhere from 6'5" to 6'8" tall, almost a foot taller than before. She didn't have any issues bending down however, not feeling any problems with her knees and feet adjusting to put her at any height she wanted.

She returned back to the mirror, and found that she still looked like herself but much healthier and younger. Her lips were plumper and her nose had some sort of bony, lining going across it near the bottom. Her eyes, framed by thick lashes and eyebrows however, were a deep green color instead of their usual hazel color. She couldn't see any visible ears on her head, but she was still able to hear just fine so it didn't bother her that much. She looked no older than her mid 20s, free from any wrinkles and sagging skin she had previously. She looked and felt more beautiful than she ever had.

She opened her mouth and was shocked to see that she could unhinge it farther than before, and also seemed to have 2 sets of teeth. Her human teeth in the front, and another sharper row of shark-like teeth just behind them. She let her tongue unfurl outside and was taken aback, as it kept getting longer until it reached her breasts, without even tilting her head. Her tongue ended in a sharp point instead of a rounded human one, and copious amounts of thick, slimy, clear saliva dripped from it into the sink below, forming long strands. Her breath didn't stink, instead the slime from her mouth had a faint sweet, fruity smell, but she couldn't understand why. She moved her tongue around, finding that she had much greater control over it, and finally pulled it back inside before she drooled everywhere.

Alina was thankful that her face still looked like herself, but realised that her head had changed drastically. She now had no hair on her head, or anywhere on her entire body for that matter, except her eyelashes and brows.

Her head was covered in the same carapace extending from her neck around it on the back, ending around where her ears should have been and under her mandibles. Her neck had thickened with muscle and seemed slightly longer than she had earlier. However, her forehead and skull now extended several inches behind her, covered in a smooth black shell, her skull tapering off in a rounded edge.

She could feel a muscle in the outer edge of her face, and tried focusing on it. The black shell suddenly snapped shut over her eyes, securing in place on the bone over the bridge of her nose. Alina jumped back, surprised at the sudden motion. Her vision had went black for a second, but soon returned somehow.

She could still "see", in a loose meaning of the term since her eyes couldn't get any light, but she was still aware of everything surrounding her. Perhaps even more aware and clearer than her human eyes, which had trouble seeing very clearly in the dim light of the sunset inside the bathroom. Alina realised she must be using some kind of echolocation to get an accurate picture of her surroundings, and could even feel the heat signatures of bugs and birds on the roof, indicating that she now had some sort of thermal sensory organs as well. She could also detect some sort of pheromone wafting up from her saliva in the sink, getting a clear visual picture of the scent emanating from it, and her hearing seemed to have improved a lot being able to listen and focus on distant sounds in her neighbourhood.

She focused on the shell over her face again, trying to will it to move, slowly this time, and felt her alien senses shutting off until it retreated back over her skull bringing her human face back into view.

'Well, I can hide my identity easier with a portable visor over my head all the time.'

Alina chuckled internally, slowly getting strangely comfortable in her new alien form. As far as she could tell, she was still fully herself, down to her face, so she had nothing to worry about. She had even retained all her memories and consciousness, just in a very different body. A very impressive and improved body, even. Maybe, this will finally provide a much needed break from her monotonous life.

She returned back to her bedroom, reaching for her phone, she checked the date. Alina found that 3 days had passed since the bizarre events that had unfolded earlier. She also had received a few messages from her distant relatives probably worried about her, though she didn't feel like facing them now, or getting in contact with anyone for that matter.

'What would anyone think if they saw a giant alien creature walking around?'

Alina looked back at her previous human body, and knew that she couldn't turn back from this. This was her now. Her mind wandered to the process of metamorphosis, where a caterpillar turns into a butterfly by bursting out of its cocoon. She had shed her previous existence and burst out as something... better.

Alina felt more alive now than she ever had before, feeling new sensations all around her. Her body brimming with a superhuman energy, feeling as if she could scale entire mountains without breaking a sweat. However, she still had some respect and remembrance for her old body and existence, she wouldn't be here without it. So she wrapped up the body in the bedsheets that it lay on, deciding to give it a proper burial later on. She carried it downstairs, navigating the dark house easily with her new senses, and being surprisingly light and nimble on her feet making no sound as she put it away in the cellar for now.

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It was pitch black outside by the time she returned back upstairs. Sitting back down on her bed, it creaked due to her new mass, making her giggle. She didn't bother turning on the lights, thinking her neighbours would be suspicious about her lights turning on suddenly after a 3 day absence. She didn't need light to 'see' anymore anyways.

Alina resumed her exploration of her body that had been cut short before. Her sexual urges had diminished a lot in the past decade because of her grieving. Due to her boring existence, she hadn't even masturbated for atleast a few years. Alina wouldn't have really considered herself a very sexual woman before, but right now her new body was teeming with sexual energy, just waiting to be unleashed.

She returned her hands to her breasts again, hissing through gritted teeth and closing her eyes as the intense feelings of pleasure washed over her once again. However, this time she continued massaging her bust, even pinching one of her nipples causing her to moan loudly. Her long tongue lolled out on its own, drooling slime over her breasts. She leaned her head forward and licked the twin peaks with her tongue, the slimy sensation increasing her pleasure tenfold and making her head spin.

As she felt her arousal reach new heights, she could feel her pussy getting moist and slimy just like her tongue, dripping juices that ran down along her thick, juicy thighs. However, something else had awakened. Her cock which had been slowly getting harder since she started, lurched up and smacked the underside of her breasts, pulling Alina's attention towards itself.

She was still unsure about this new addition to her biology. On one hand she felt like she should be disgusted on having this thing attached to her now, but another part of her mind can't help but feel drawn to it, encouraging her to touch it, and give in to the amazing sensations it promised.

Alina had heard that larger penises usually had trouble getting a solid erection, but right now, she couldn't help but marvel at the 15-inch pole jutting out of her crotch like an iron pillar, and felt even harder than one. The feeling of the new weight pulling on her crotch was something very new for Alina, having had no experience owning a penis before, but she didn't hate it. Her husband's had been average in size and fulfilling enough for her. However, the one in front of her would put any normal man to shame. A true breeder's cock.

Her dick throbbed powerfully, begging for attention. The thick veins looked fit to burst now in their engorged state, as they crisscrossed and pulsed powerfully along its length with every pump of her heart. The foreskin covering the head had pulled back naturally with her enormous erection, the dark grey mushroom head now fully visible, as big as her fist, a bead of what she assumed was precum forming at the slit. Her dick still looked like a human male's, which she appreciated, funnily enough... drawing the line on having an alien penis on her alien body.

Alina tentatively grabbed her shaft, failing to hold back a moan as her cock flexed involuntarily at her touch. She stroked it lightly remembering how she used to do it for her husband, but here she couldn't cover the full girth of the shaft with one hand, it was almost thicker than her new forearm, and very hot to the touch. She gave it a firm squeeze, but didn't feel the shaft have any give at all, still remaining harder than steel even with her improved grip strength. She let it go and found that she could move it around by flexing her groin muscles, but it still jutted nearly parallel to the ground even at the most relaxed state, arching up towards the head.

Alina flexed her dick up until it rested in the valley of her cleavage. The doubled sensation of her breasts and cockhead rubbing together causing her to moan louder than ever before, and a jet of precum to launch out of her turgid dick. Some of her cloudy and slimy precum landed on her tongue, the ridiculously sweet taste almost overwhelming her. Without thinking Alina wrapped her tongue around her mushroom head, trying to lap up as much of her secretions as she could.

She felt her balls getting pent up, and could hear them rumbling and churning, getting overfull and begging their owner to help them release their delicious payload. Alina now lost in a lustful haze, grabbed her breasts and pressed them against her throbbing erection, sandwiching the diamond-hard meat between the two soft pillows.

Her old breasts had been somewhat small for a comfortable titjob, but now she could fuck her own breasts while licking her cock with her tongue. Amazing. This body was amazing.

Alina continued to, lick, suck and fuck her enormous phallus, drinking its precum and moving her breasts up and down. Her leaking drool and precum forming a frothy, slimy mixture giving plenty of lubrication. She kept groaning and grunting as the peaks of ecstasy rose higher and higher, until she felt her balls tightening up. Her pussy which she had neglected until now, somehow gushed with her orgasm, splashing her thighs with its juices.

Alina cried out as she felt her balls clench powerfully, and a big rush of fluid travelling up her long shaft until it finally exploded out from her slit, which had widened as much as her finger in preparation of her release. This was her very first experience of a male orgasm, being given to her by an organ she felt disgusted by minutes ago. But now... she felt like she might just get addicted to this feeling.

The white deluge went off like a firehose, easily shooting up to the ceiling. Alina caught some of the thick pudding-like batter with her tongue, it had a sweet, salty and tangy flavor, with a faintly bitter aftertaste, but still just as delicious as her precum.

Her cum cannon had now been let loose from its boob prison. It flexed and throbbed with each clench of her overfull balls, sending another rush of thick cum through it. Alina could almost feel her brain turning to mush from the insane shocks of pleasure that reverberated through her entire body with each spurt of her cock and pussy. This orgasm was a hundred times more potent and powerful than anything she had ever experienced before in her life.

Alina cried out, and moaned at every pump and every throb of her breeder balls, and the rope after rope of her semen launching out of her wildly bucking cock. She reached her hands around the shaft, stroking along its whole length as it continued, almost doubling over from the increased sensations.

Thankfully, her bedroom was very sparsely furnished, having only a table next to her bed behind her, because her cock seemed hell bent on giving her room a new paint job, as her orgasm kept going on and on without stopping, splashing her ball juice everywhere in front of her, dripping off the walls and ceiling in thick, gooey ropes but its consistency causing it to mostly stick to where it landed, like glue.

After a minute and a half of straight cumming, her balls finally seemed to run dry. Her cock now only leaking like a broken faucet, instead of a firehose. Alina fell back on her bed, tongue hanging out, out of breath and basking in the afterglow of the most mindbreaking orgasm of her life.

She didn't feel tired at all surprisingly, just drunk on pleasure and needed to catch her breath. Alina knew men usually got tired after an orgasm which lasts seconds for them and needing some time to recover, but right now after cumming gallons for more than a minute straight, she didn't feel any different than before. Perhaps, even more invigorated actually...

Her cock had barely started softening, and her balls happily went right back to cooking up another load inside them. She could probably go right back to pleasuring herself again, her stamina practically limitless.

Alina decided against it however, opting to clean herself and the room up first. She had always been meticulous about the cleanliness of her house, and no amount of alien transformation would ever change that.