Strapped to a medical table

At first there is just light. Slowly but surely the light turns into shapes and then faces. Blue faces. As you come to you find yourself on your back looking up at three blue faces; two male, one female.

"She's coming around," says the female voice, "Good, good..."

You seem to be strapped down. Your first attempts to move are met with resistance. You can feel the bonds around your ankles and around your wrists.

One of the men lean forwards to sign a small torch light into your left eye. It's like some sort of alien medical examiner.

He gives you a smile, "Please calm yourself. We don't want to cause you any harm or any pain but we must examine you."

The man seems to be blue and nearly naked but you're not sure he is the same one who shot you. In addition to his own tiny white plastic shorts, which you can just about see when you twist your head to the side, he wears a short white cape fastened around his throat.

"You're very important to us. To a lot of people," says the female as she returns to your field of vision. "We have you strapped down to his bed because we need to help you. Our scans show you've been impregnated by the yaunti beetle. You've already fertilized the eggs but won't survive birth. We have to help."

She's dressed in a similar way. A pair of tiny white shorts cling to her hips. She wears a small white cape as well but unlike the men two thin white straps connect the cape to her shorts, reaching down her front to cover her nipples. Clearly these blue people aren't much into clothes. The woman's breasts are plump and large too, larger than Miss Suki back at school, and although the cape-to-short traps cover her nipples the tight fit just seems to emphasis her bust.

The third man, dressed as the second, finally speaks up. "I'll be your personal doctor. Please call me Tu. We need to extract the eggs." As he speaks he holds a strange black device in his hands. "Do you understand?"

You understand enough. There was a beetle. You felt something egg like enter you. These people say its dangerous - besides, you seem to be utterly at their mercy. Before responding you give the cords binding your wrists and ankles to the bed one cautious last tug before saying, "I understand."

"Good! says Tu. There's no warning. The strange blue doctor simply reaches up between your captured legs, tugs down your nearly wrecked panties and places the strange device over your pussy.

The effect is immediate. Spikes of sexual pleasure punch their way through your tired body. You arch your back and can't suppress a lusty groan.

Your reaction sends all three blue skinned strangers into a busy discussion.

"She responds with pleasure!" says the woman, "Is this why the yaunti selected her?"

As the machine comes to life you can feel it beginning to slurp and suck at your pussy. It's an incredible experience. Even as you recognise that the eggs the beetle implanted in you have started to move, started to slide back out of your womb, steered by this alien technology, you can do nothing but succumb to the intense pleasure.

Another fragment of the conversation reaches your ears, "The mystics will say this fits the prophecy..."

"Pah, the mystics will see us all dead..." comes a response.

Nearby a machine starts to beep. You recognise the pattern. It seems to be chiming a response to your increasing heart beat, playing a monotone along to your impending orgasm. The beeping attracts the attention of all three again.

As you cum, brought to sexual heights by a strange black machine placed between your legs, you're watched intensely by three eager blue faces. Three very attractive blue faces. The bite the beetle gave you still feels warm.