Someone requests a drink

Original CYOC chapter by Zab

"Waitress!" a male voice called out.

Alex grimaced. Even the male slaves had **** but to answer to feminine forms of address. It was a constant reminder of what they would soon be.

Turning around, he was somewhat surprised to see not a Martian but another male human. This one was not in a bikini, but tight athletic wear like he'd just stepped out of the gym. He was sitting down with a Breeder in his lap, giggling and grinding against him.

"A white Russian for me and something sweet for the lady" he ordered and humped up against the girl.

Alex wasn't sure if he should be jealous or sad for the poor sap. The Martians liked to 'befriend' the odd male human and pretend they'd treat them like a real Martian. It was a trap. They took great joy in converting the man just when he was truly relishing his 'alpha' status.

"Yes sir" Alex said and turned to get the drinks. As he headed to the bar, he was a waved over by a Martian.

"Time for Mark to get his own pound of flesh" he said, grabbing his crotch. He pulled out a small bottle of creamy liquid. "Here's a little extra for his drink."

Alex cautiously took the bottle, afraid he might accidently come in contact with its contents. He knew even a little skin contact would soon have him pushing out tits. He hurried over to make the drinks, being extra careful when adding the secret ingredient. Carrying the drinks back over to the couple, the smell of the drink was so alluring he had to resist taking a sample.

When he got back, he found the breeder bent over the railing with Mark teasing her with his cock. "Please, please stick it in! Don't be such a tease!" the slut cried as she tried to push back against his hardness.

"Hang on babe, daddy needs his drink before we get started" Mark said, before he chugged his drink. "Whew! That hit the spot! Make sure you have another ready for me when I'm done with this chick."

He grabbed her hips and slowly pressed into her. The breeder moaned with happiness, but a look of disappointment flashed across her face when Mark's hips made contact her ass. She pressed back harder, hoping there was more of him to get inside. Instead, she felt him stretching her a little less. The girl smiled and begin thrusting back against Mark, humping franticly against his cock like a bitch in heat. She knew this was the last time she'd have to fawn over Mark and soon she'd get fucked by a real man! Oh she could already imagine getting stretched out again by a thick Martian cock.

Mark was overwhelmed by the pleasure he was feeling, but strangely the feelings weren't concentrated solely on his cock. He found his handles drifting to his nipples and he found himself teasing and pulling on them. As he played with his nipples, he found more and more flesh to massage but it felt so good he couldn't find it in him to care. Meanwhile, the slut under him was bucking wildly to accelerate the loss of his manhood.

Finding himself getting worked up, Alex dropped his hand to his own crotch as he watched the show. By now, the only thing manly about Mark was the cock pounding into the breeder but it was obvious that wouldn't remain for long. Mark was thrusting faster as if he was getting close to a climax. A look of frustration crossed his feminine features as he tried to get off but soon the slick sound of his thrusting turned into a wet smack as finally he had nothing left to pound into that wet hole.

"What?" he cried, groping for his crotch, "No, no, no. I'm not meant to be a breeder! I'm supposed to do the fucking!"

"Oh honey," the breeder sighed. "Don't worry, we're both about to get fucked hard. You may have thought you were a stud, but one thrust of a REAL cock and you'll regret it took them so long to turn you. Don't worry, I see Master coming over here right now. He'll help you out!"