Let Emmy do waht she does best.

Capturing the lower life form with the use of pheromones was too easy for the Slith. The Slith was more intrigued by studying the mind processes of the unknowing ‘human.’ Bobbie Lee stood in front of the bathtub, totally naked, with Emmy Lou blocking his exit from the small room. Emmy, still speechless, stood slack-jawed and wide-eyed as she gawked at the inhuman proportions of Bobbie’s manhood. What seemed like an eternity had passed before Emmy inhaled a lungful of the moist heat, followed by an audible, “whew.”

“The report can wait,” is all she said before taking two steps forward and dropping to her knees before the Slith. Kneeling before the sacred snake, Emmy found herself face to face with the oversized appendage, able to study it in closer detail. She could see the thick vein with its branching limbs make deep ridges along the shaft. Her pussy immediately watered at the mere thought of what those ribbed tentacles would feel like sliding in and out of her. Bracing her left forearm against Bobbie’s thigh, Emmy grasped the thick shaft and raised it off the quadriceps. Emmy Lou gasped when she realized her hand would not close around the somewhat flaccid flesh. It immediately began gelling into hardness when Emmy touched it. It now took two hands to circle the three-plus inch shaft. Emmy braced her right forearm against the other thigh as the soldier stood at attention. The single-slitted mushroom head, the size of a fist, now stared directly at Emmy Lou, who was once again speechless.

With both hands wrapped around the shaft, Emmy Lou pulled her fists forward, watching the pliable outer flesh slide over the crowned ridge, partially enveloping the angry looking, purple head. As she moved her hands back towards the course nest of curls at the base, the regal knob poked back out, larger and firmer than before. Each time she pumped she stared at the eyelet as it winked, forcing a cloudy teardrop to form at the opening. After several long slow strokes along the stiff shaft, the teardrop grew into a pearlized droplet, ready to fall from the weight, secured only by a slim tether of viscous fluid. Emmy Lou tentatively snaked out her tongue, slithering it along the bottom ridge before coming up and capturing the prized pearl. Her tongue quickly brought the morsel back into her mouth, where she savored the texture, swirling her tongue through the slightly salty slime before swallowing the precursor to his onslaught.

The aphrodisiac effect of the Slith’s pre-cum was noticeable on Emmy Lou’s face. She immediately became flushed with heat and desire as her pussy leaked more fluids in anticipation and hope of welcoming the beastly member. Emmy’s mind focused on the object of her desire, blocking out all other mental disruptions. She wanted … needed to bring the loving idol to near explosion, and then have it nestled securely in her loins. She needed … wanted to find out how much she could handle. Moaning loudly, Emmy began laving long, wet tongue baths up and down the length of the rigid pole. Within minutes the nearly arm length organ was shining with her saliva. Emmy briefly admired her handiwork before opening her mouth and pressing the bulbous head against her lips. She kissed the slit just before the fat head popped inside her mouth, painfully stretching her jaws. Despite the pain, the only thing Emmy could imagine was the delicious feeling she would have when it stretched her pussy likewise.

Emmy was so engrossed on paying loving attention to the idyllic cock, that she never felt the hands weaving through her hair, slowly transform into tentacles. The male brain was likewise so engrossed in the awesome sensations registering in his brain, caused by the female human’s oral loving ways, that he never noticed the female brain beginning the assimilation process. She took advantage of his distraction, in order to maintain their primary objective.

Emmy quickly became accustomed to the stretched jaw, allowing the magnificent specimen of male virility deeper access into her mouth and throat. With both hands wrapped firmly around the shaft, Emmy pumped the slick shaft as Bobbie Lee’s hands pulled her further onto his fuck stick. It wasn’t long before the fat head was pressed against the back of her throat, unable to go any deeper. Knowing her limitations, Emmy Lou did her best to relax while still pumping the shaft, wanting to fill her stomach with his seed, so that he’d hold off longer while he fucked her. Sure enough … a split second later, Emmy felt the fire hose fill up just before the nozzle was opened, sending forceful quarts of hot, sweet cum into her bloated mouth. She swallowed what she could, forcing the remainder out of her mouth, drooling down her chin, onto her uniform covered breasts.