Origins

A spirits' quest for semen

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Origins
	They were from another time and place and came to find hope 
for their kind.  Their ship would search the known star-systems, 
and move into the uncharted regions in its quest; to finally fall 
from the stars with its fuel expended.  Screaming through the 
atmosphere, the ship became a fireball, ejecting its precious cargo 
seconds before slamming into a primordial marshland.  The impact 
generated a tsunami of unbelievable proportions, and sent a cloud 
of debris into space that could be seen from light years away.  The 
little planet recoiled violently; its’ supported life forms 
perished, and its history was irrevocably changed.  Amidst the 
surrounding cataclysm and rebirth, they would awaken and  struggle 
to survive.
	They were the “Ara” expedition; one of nine separate 
expeditions sent out into the vastness of space to  secure the most 
valued substance known to exist; unmutated male semen.  Their ship 
contained three flawless creatures; the recently developed omni 
protos with universal adaptability.  The protos were  suspended in 
separate modules that were virtually impervious to damage and 
impregnated with the identical operational imperative.  As the 
modules slammed into the side of an active volcano and split open, 
their contents were exposed to radioactive and bacterial elements 
that had not been anticipated, and they lost their ability to 
materialize.  Over time, two of the three specters succumbed to the 
harsh elements, leaving only Kara to adapt and somehow provide her 
world with a chance to survive.
	With no word from the expedition, the host planet sent out 
rescue ships to their known universe which all  would eventually 
return empty-handed.  The other expeditions that were to return, 
either returned in complete failure, or with semen that could not 
adapt.  Hope was all but lost, as the now female dominated planet, 
watched the last of their aging male populace succumb to age.  At 
first, lesbianism and feminine competition dominated the social 
order; but with time and the lack of competition, domination became 
apathy, and lesbianism became perversion.  Purity became the 
essence of the species.  The scientific community focused their 
efforts upon perpetual youth and gradually the memory of a male 
counterpart became more of a fable than a fact.

	It was a clear September night when the Starship  left 
orbit, and departed on its exploratory mission.  On board were 
eight crew members especially conditioned for the long flight 
ahead.  Although the ship was capable of travel beyond the speed of 
time, the navigational equipment required that they maintain a 
constant cruise far below that speed.  Shortly after they cleared 
the navbeacon beyond Pluto, they received the first signal from a 
distant star.  It was brief and garbled, yet enough to convince 
both the crew and the scientific community to alter their course.  
As the ship eased onto its new heading and negotiated the asteroid 
belt, a shadowy figure enveloped the passive receiving dish and 
insured it was pointed at the faint glint of light a distant ninety 
days from their current position.
	The first to become aware of Kara’s presence was the middle-
aged flight commander.  Relaxing in his quarters while developing a 
training itinerary, he felt her cool, soft form on his cheek, then 
his neck, then down the front of his flight suit past the rounding 
of his stomach to his groin.  There she slid between the fibers of 
his suit, and swirled around his flaccid manhood, bringing  cool 
soft pressure to his sensitive places.  His erection was almost 
instantaneous, and as he opened his suit he stared in fascination 
as his organ changed shape to the administrations of the invisible 
invader.   How many times through the ages she had coaxed the life 
giving fluid from a man she could scarcely count, but she new that 
her life depended upon fertile semen.  She also knew that if he 
could provide for her immediate hunger, she would insure the ship 
reached her home planet to provide the long-awaited gift of life.
	Now	aware the stimulation stemmed from an of the alien 
presence, he quickly abandoned his erotic thoughts and stood up in 
an effort to dislodge the parasite.  It clung to his pubis 
fervently, and he was barely able to punch the shipboard alarm 
button as he slid on to the floor from the pressure on his gonads.  
Kara quickly adapted to his emotional change and altered her form 
into a tiny cloud that nuzzled into the cleft of his glans and 
slowly progressed through his urethra and into the prostrate where 
it divided into two like streams.  Continuing their gradual 
progression they finally reached the two milky white gonads filled 
with millions of quivering, perfect sperm.  Kara was overwhelmed 
and hungrily engulfed them, drawing their creamy essence into her 
being.  Two of the crewmates rushed in with their weapons raised to 
witness their commander curled in a fetal position with both hands 
around his genitals and his face contorted in a silent scream.  
They immediately assessed the danger, and retreated, sealing off 
the room in quarantine.  Kara consummed all that she could 
maintain, then gradually drifted back into his prostrate where she 
could regenerate.
	Several hours later, the commander awoke to the unique 
sensation of having his prostrate completely evacuated as Kara 
moved through his urethra and back into the open air.  As he stared 
at his shriveled organ in amazement, a small white cloud slowly 
drifted from the opening in his glans and reformed just above his 
abdomen.  It then moved off slowly to the air duct and disappeared 
into the bowels of the ship.  He paged his first officer and after 
a short conference, briefed the entire crew as to what he had 
experienced, tasking the two female crewmembers to oversee the 
ships’ critical functions.  The remaining six donned life-support 
equipment and took up residence in the medical quarantine area 
where many of the ships controls were diverted.
	As the two female crewmembers continued to monitor the 
ships functions, they were unaware that Kara was insuring the 
airseal to one of the nearby viewing ports would rupture.  When it 
finally succumbed to the ships’ internal pressure, both of the 
women were blown free; their tortured screams the final sounds the 
male crewmembers would ever hear from them.  Restoring the ships’ 
integrity with a portable bulkhead, Kara moved back into the ships’ 
air supply, from whence the remaining crew drew their oxygen.  
Within minutes, the second crewmember felt the cool touch on his 
face, only this time Kara dispensed of the formalities, and dove 
directly into his lungs, where she followed one of the arteries to 
his reproductive system.  Within moments, she had surveyed his 
virility, and moved on to the next crewman.  The same evolution was 
quickly repeated with all of the remaining crewmen and they were 
all suitable “providers” except for one.  He was the ships’ Doctor, 
and a vasectomy performed years earlier negated any possibility of 
offspring although the amount of milky semen he could generate was  
most remarkable.
	With the crew completely surveyed and the ships’ course 
assured, Kara re-entered the Doctors body where she intended to 
weather the remainder of the voyage.  The small gas cylinders that 
she had attached to the other crew members’ air hoses, would assure 
they would sleep fitfully until they entered orbit around her home 
planet Terra.  With almost three months to enjoy her host, she set 
about to draw every ounce of liquid his prostrate could provide 
utilizing the simple technique of stimulating every nerve ending in 
his genital regions.  Entering the blood stream, she drifted into 
his lungs and nervous system where she lodged herself into his 
pelvic region.  Carefully, she selected the nerves that traveled 
into his reproductive system, and gently infiltrated each branch 
and synapse.  Within a few minutes, his entire erogenous zone was 
under her influence.
	He couldn’t help but gain an immediate erection, as he felt 
her invade every pore of his member and the surrounding tissues.  
Soon he felt her cool presence throughout his glans, corona, 
meatus, and down his now enlarged urethra.  Unconsciously, the 
Doctor spread his legs to allow the sensation to continue through 
his scrotum and around his throbbing anus.  Kara was relentless in 
her stimulation, and within just a few moments of her unearthly 
invasion, his prostrate involuntarily contracted in the first of a 
continuing series of orgasms.  His scrotum became tighter as her 
stimulation intensified, forcing his two disconnected testes deep 
into his abdominal cavity while lengthening his manhood. The 
intense stimulation exceeded his systems’ endurance and although 
she abruptly stopped, he was beyond his threshold and with one 
final thrust of his hips and a loud scream, his glans literally 
exploded.   She was violently blown into the fibers of his space 
suit along with the remnants of the head of his organ.  
	In frantic desperation, Kara re-entered the open  wound and 
rapidly descended to the base of his organ, where she wrapped 
herself tightly around the severed arteries, and stopped the blood 
flow.  He was in agony, and continued to scream, unable to move for 
fear of damaging his space suit.  His manhood now changed color to 
a dull purple and shriveled from the lack of blood and he passed 
out from the pain.  With quiet intensity, she began to divert the 
blood away from the stump, and back into his circulatory system, 
saving his life.  When he regained his awareness, he struggled to 
his feet and slowly walked over into the pressurized waste disposal 
cell,  where he was able to examine the extent of his personal 
loss.  It was beyond repair and with sad resignation he carefully 
cut the discolored skin away from the remaining stump.  Kara was 
deeply saddened as she watched him perform the surgery, and vowed 
to restore what sensations she could.  As he fell into an 
uncomfortable sleep, she began to reconstruct the damaged nerves.  
	The Doctor awoke to Kara’s gentle administration to his 
repaired nervous system.  He could not believe the stimulation, as 
he felt as if he was whole again and neurologically he was.   Soon 
the familiar spasms rippled through his abdomen, and he felt his 
prostrate constrict, as a flood of seminal liquid boiled out of the 
opening in his stump.  For the next three days, he continued to 
spasm intermittently as Kara feasted on all of the seminal fluids 
his body could produce.   When he finally collapsed from 
exhaustion, she would pause to regenerate, only to resume her 
stimulation as his consciousness returned.  The cycle continued 
until, unable to cope, his nervous system became numb and 
collapsed.  As she fled from his tortured figure, she watched his 
eyes roll into their sockets, as his body shake from one final 
orgasmic spasm.  Two days later as the ship entered into its fatal 
orbit around Terra, the other crewmembers awoke as they were 
transported to the planets’ surface below.  Immediately after their 
safe transport, Kara triggered the auto-destruct sequence and 
floated into the atmosphere, confident of a position of dignity 
with the council for her contribution to the planets’ survival.
	The holding chamber was completely dark and cold as the 
naked crewmen huddled together and spoke of their fate in hushed 
tones.  Outside, the scientific community studied their actions 
intently, the council debated their most effective utilization 
fervently, and the female populace awaited their appearance 
anxiously.  Once the extractors were meticulously restored, the 
five donors were re-materialized into acrylic cylinders in the 
extraction room.  A small shielded dome protruded from the front 
for the genitals, and the base was covered with a fine mesh 
screen.  Their bodies were bombarded with several different series 
of light burst emanating from a panel by the nearby wall, and they 
found themselves hairless, and completely evacuated within 
seconds.  The cylinders were then rotated on their axis so the 
victims faced the extractors; small devices that resembled antique 
canister vacuum cleaners.  As the small domes slid open, they were 
immediately replaced by a hollow tube from the extractors, which 
drew the remaining pubic hair and urine into its waste container. 
	A small fine-tipped nozzle slid into the tube, and as a 
vacuum was applied to the genitals; the nozzle emitted a strand of 
light that burned a fine line into the outer skin layers around the 
base of the penis and scrotum.  Within moments, the vacuum drew the 
outer skin away, leaving the two suspended gonads and the bloody 
pulp of a flaccid organ.  The vacuum intensified until the gonads 
were pulled at a perpendicular angle to the body and ripped free to 
disappear into the machine.  The fine tip nozzle began its second 
rotation, and cleanly separated the remaining genitals from the 
body and then began a straight cut from the opening where the penis 
had been to the anus.  Several smaller devices appeared and moved 
around the groin so rapidly that the eye could not follow; but when 
they were retracted, a perfect vulva replaced the once proud 
manhood. 
	 They were then put on display as alien imposters, and when 
all the rumors had been dispelled, they were eliminated by the most 
painless means available.  Kara was tried and found guilty of 
conspiracy.  Her execution by noxious gas intermixing was quite 
painful and prolonged.  Deep below the Chambers building, in a 
vault that was rarely opened and known only to a select few, the 
unceasing machinery continued to provide the life-giving nutrients 
to five sets of testicles, suspended neatly in a small aquarium.