Tyler slammed the trunk on the “boxy”
transport vehicle, satisfied with the day’s work. Zetan manufactured
ground vehicles had flooded Earth’s streets after the alliance with the
interstellar empire, and while they could run for years without
recharge, there was still a large business in aftermarket modifications,
mostly to make them more earth-like. Today’s particular client had
wanted an old earth-style vehicle shell put on his, eliminating the ugly
square shape of the standard vehicle that gave the boxys their name,
along with some modifications to the vehicle’s programming to allow it
to go faster under manual control. Satisfied the job was completed,
Tyler hung up his safety goggles and headed for the shop exit.
“Fucking squids,” he heard the shop owner, Mr. Andrews, shout angrily as he walked into the lobby.
Tyler frowned, glancing at the news report playing on the muted TV on the wall, “What’s up?” he asked.
“Cephalos were spotted poking around Alpha Centuari again,” Mr. Andrews bellowed, “that’s a human system, you just know if it was a Zetan one, they’d have both the fleets out there today!
I don’t trust those green skinned, knife eared-“ he looked at Tyler a
moment, then cleared his throat, “I mean uh… I’m sure a lot of them are
great, I just have problems with their leaders, you know?”
Tyler
nodded politely. Word that he was dating a Zetan had gotten around the
workplace, and he’d noticed that some of the more candid opinions his
coworkers had on the green skinned aliens had been toned down in his
presence.
“Zetan leaders are all figureheads,” a girl’s voice called from behind the receptionist desk.
“Oh god, here we go,” Mr. Andrews muttered.
Emma stood up angrily, “Zetans, humans, it’s all just a big show! The illuminati have been running Earth and Zeta Prime for centuries!”
“I used to only have to listen to this every Thanksgiving,” Mr. Andrews muttered, “I’m going to go finish some paperwork…”
Emma
huffed angrily as her uncle went back to his office. The petite woman
had a tomboyish build, accentuated by her short cropped red hair. From
what Tyler understood she was Mr. Andrews niece, given the job as a
family favor after her conspiratorial rantings had caused problems with
her other work. The pair got along well enough, Tyler found her more
outlandish tales amusing, and even when he smirked, she still liked
telling them.
“So what do you think of the squid thing,” he asked
casually, plopping himself on a seat in the shop’s waiting room, “are
you with your uncle? You think the Zetans should send more ships to
Alpha Centuari?”
“Oh please,” Emma waved dismissively, “after the
battle of Alrec the squids are going to be too scared to go near a Zetan
or Human system in force for a few years at least. Plus they probably
know that Princess Nea survived, and they don’t want to see her again!”
Tyler smirked, “Come on Emma, how could she have gotten off the Blade right before it rammed into the head squid’s ship? It was on fire, full of enemies, and they’d even vented the oxygen!”
“She
was rescued by a rogue bounty hunter hired by the Empress,” Emma said,
as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, “then they told
everyone she was dead so people wouldn’t be mad at her!”
“Sure Emma,” Tyler laughed, “And then Kurt Miller snuck her off into deep space.”
“If
you check the passenger manifest for the New Tombstone colony there are
two female Zetans listed,” Emma said, “one of those is obviously
Princess Nea!”
Tyler chuckled at how passionate she got about the
topic. Conspiracy theories about Princess Nea and her bodyguard Telma’s
survival were all over the internet, being popular across both human and
Zetan communities. Tyler didn’t believe any of it himself of course,
but it made interesting talk… particularly with Astra.
There was a
small ding as the shop’s bell rang, signaling that his Zetan girlfriend
had arrived to pick him up for their date. Like most Zetans who lived
on earth the towering green skinned woman had adopted more human
fashions, and the low-cut white sundress she wore contrasted nicely with
her dark green, almost black hair as she smiled, brushing a stray
strand behind her pointed ear.
Tyler stood up, walking to her
side, embracing her and enjoying the way she playfully rested the top of
her chin on his head. Like most Zetans she was tall by earth standards,
scratching seven feet, more on those days where she wore heels, another
piece of earth fashion that was gaining popularity in their circles.
But she’s not wearing heels today though, Tyler
thought, sneaking a peek downwards. The bright silver sandals left
those wonderful green feet exposed, the immaculately trimmed nails
shining slightly under the fluorescent light. She wiggled her toes
playfully without looking down, She knows exactly where I’m looking, he realized, his mouth dry.
Those
particular sandals had a very odd additional feature, a pair of tiny
steel clasps which would hold a shrunken person arms spread against the
thongs, their body stuck between the wearer’s big and index toe.
“Do
you like them?” Astra teased, leaning down a little so she could
whisper in his ear, “I just got them at a lovely little shop in the
Zetan quarter, one that caters to relationships like ours.” She parted
and grinned, enjoying his red face as he fought the urge to steal
another peak at the sandals.
“Be careful around the Zetan quarter
Tyler,” Emma said, peering out from behind her monitor again, “the
Zetans have nefarious plans to lure our males to their planet so they
can explode their population!”
Astra smirked, walking over to the
receptionist’s desk and leaning over it slightly, letting the little
woman get a good look at her ample green chest revealed by the low cut
dress. Now it was Emma’s turn to blush, and from Astra’s smug expression
she’d gotten the desired reaction.
“Earth has plenty of men to go
around though,” Astra said in a teasing voice, “We only have one for
every fifty of us back home… it would be rude not to share a few.”
“T-This isn’t Zeta Prime,” Emma stammered, quickly rearranging her desk in an attempt to look busy, “we don’t share m-men here!”
“A
shame,” Astra sighed, standing back up and walking back to Tyler, “I’ll
just have to keep this one all to myself… Goodbye Emma, perhaps we
should discuss Zetan culture together sometime, I’m sure you’d find it fascinating.”
With
that Astra hooked her arm around Tyler’s, all but leading him out into
the parking lot to her waiting vehicle. Tyler eagerly went with her,
entering the passenger side as she opened the door for him.
Dating a Zetan was different, to
say the least, Astra always seemed very forward, almost aggressive,
with him. The two had met when she’d brought her own transport into the
shop for customization, a service which was apparently unique to earth
and its colony worlds, and she’d shocked him by asking him to dinner as
soon as she’d paid her bill. Astra’s job, like most Zetans in the area,
was related to imports and exports of goods between Earth and Zeta
prime, something she joked gave her plenty of time to sample the local flavors.
“Let’s
get you home and out of those work clothes,” Astra purred, tapping a
button into the boxy’s navigation, “in the meantime…” She turned her
swiveling chair towards his with a grin, propping her feet into his lap
as the automated transport started up, “Now be a good human and get to
work.”
“Yes ma’am,” he said eagerly, slowly unbuckling the sandals.
“How
lucky I am,” Astra moaned, feeling his thumbs trace over her soles, “to
find a human so eager to get into his natural position…”
He
smirked, Astra loved earth, and he was fairly certain that she’d been in
a Human Appreciation Society at some point, but when they were alone,
she often took on the role of the wicked, dominating Zetan. It was
something that drove him wild.
“A little softer,” she ordered,
wincing as his thumb pressed just a little too hard over her soft
arches, “you’ll want to treat those feet well, they’re going to be the
ones handling you later,” she murmured, closing her eyes with a
grin. Idly she reached into her purse, pulling up the small remote
sized shrink ray and teasingly waving it in front of him.
Oh hell yes, Tyler
thought, his mouth going dry. Like most Zetans Astra carried one of the
devices with her almost all the time, and while there were still many
cultural sensitivities over their use, Astra had gleefully asked to
shrink Tyler the first time they’d gone back to her place together… an
experience that had been life changing for him.
“So, pet,” she
drawled, “do you want to have dinner and drinks at a human
establishment, or should we dine in the Zetan quarter tonight?”
“Zetan quarter,” Tyler said without thinking.
Astra grinned, “you saw the additions on the sandals, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” he admitted, “t-the shackles, right?”
“You’re
going to make a wonderful accessory, my little human trophy boy,
strapped helplessly to my sandals while I mingle and order a glass of
qet,” she said, leaning forward. She jerked her foot out of his hand a
moment, letting it drift between his legs, she gasped in mock surprise
as her green foot rolled over his erection a moment, teasing him through
his pants and sending a shiver up his spine. “It seems you like the
idea,” she said, pulling her foot back and enjoying the way he watched
it go almost longingly.
The boxy transport rolled to a stop in the
parking garage of Astra’s apartment complex in the Zetan quarter. While
the two weren’t living together yet more and more of Tyler’s things
were ending up at her apartment.
“Hi Tyler,” the Zetan building manager said in a low voice as the pair walked in.
“Hi
Kreia,” he said, waving politely. Astra’s landlady always stopped just
short of openly flirting with him, and some of the other building tenets
went a step further, winking or even blowing kisses when they saw him
with Astra.
“Where are you taking the human tonight, Astra?” she asked in a teasing tone, “The Accessory?”
“Maybe,” Astra chuckled, throwing her arm around Tyler as they walked through the lobby, “He’d fit right in…”
“The Accessory?” Tyler asked as they walked into her apartment.
“I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise,” Astra said with a smirk, “maybe we should invite Kreia to come with us?”
Tyler
chewed his lip. was still getting used to Zetan “dating,” on their
homeworld males were a rarity, and while centuries of reproductive
technologies had lessened competition for them somewhat, it was unusual
for Zetans outside of the royal family to have exclusive relationships…
Sensing
his thoughts, Astra’s face softened a moment, “I won’t ask you to do
anything you don’t want to,” she said quietly, “if I’m ever getting too Zetan…”
“If
I wanted a human woman, I’d date one,” he said with a reassuring smile,
“besides, it’s fun showing the green girl around Earth, remember when
we went to the state fair last weekend? Most girls would’ve found that
pretty lame!”
“All of those mysterious foods, enchanting games,
and the danger of those machines you call “roller coasters” and you
think Earth women would be unimpressed?” Astra laughed, “You’re a
wonderful male to be with…” She reached down and unbuckled her sandals,
leaving them by the door as they stepped inside and walking across the
bright carpet with her bare feet, enjoying the way her human lover’s
eyes followed them.
With a sigh she flopped herself on the couch, “So you want to be my pet, earthman?” she teased.
“More than anything,” he whispered, unbuttoning his shirt.
“Finish
undressing,” she ordered, propping her feet on the floor expectantly,
“then come give me a kiss and I’ll decide whether you’re good enough to
keep or not.”
Tyler almost stumbled as he finished pulling his
pants off, falling to his knees and crawling to her feet, placing a kiss
on the green soles as Astra giggled. Astra bit her lip, enjoying the
sight of the naked male crawling to her, it was a rare treat for a Zetan
to have such an eager mate, and while humans tended to run a little
bulkier and more muscular than Zetan males did, Astra found it was a
physique she liked… it made the humans that much more fun to wrestle
down.
Tyler grunted in surprise as the green toes forced their way
into his mouth, giving him a taste of the grime of a day in Astra’s
work shoes. She looked at him expectantly, and without needing to be
told twice he eagerly sucked on them, causing her to giggle at the
ticklish feeling.
“Good boy,” she murmured, reaching into her bag and withdrawing her shrink ray, “I think I’ll keep you after all!”
There
was a flash, and the world spun as the familiar electric tingle raced
across his skin. Tyler’s head swam as he fell backwards, suddenly
realizing just how rough those dark red synthetic carpet fibers were,
almost like grass around his ankles as he groggily stood up.
“Oof!”
he cried out as a pair of toes thicker than his body pinched him
playfully, pushing him back down as her largest digit planted itself on
his face.
“Keep kissing,” Astra said, a wicked grin coming over her face as she leaned forward, “really taste your lover human!”
Tyler’s
tongue came out, tracing along the ridges of her toe, taking in the
salty taste of her feet as the light layer of grime coated his hair,
giving it an almost oily sheen as it stung his eyes. He wheezed as she
pressed down slightly, driving his head against the carpet as she
playfully increased the pressure. A moment later the rest of her sole
came down, the soft skin indenting the rest of his body into the carpet
as she placed him fully under her foot.
“The natural order,” Astra
smirked in a faux-wicked tone, “the Zetan relaxing after a long day,
and her human pet at her feet…” She paused a moment, tapping her chin,
“now what’s that I feel poking my sole?”
Tyler gasped as she
roughly slid her foot against him, the slight grime from a day of work
serving as more than enough lubrication to make the motion send tingles
of bliss through his body as his erection strained powerfully against
the giant alien woman’s immense sole.
“This is a fight you won’t
win human,” she drawled, biting her lip in excitement as she watched him
struggle not to cum against the slight motions of her feet. “It’s only
natural, the sight, the feelings, the smell, you’re in heaven, aren’t you?”
Tyler
couldn’t answer, her foot had slid up, letting him stare up between the
gap in her big and index toes, adding the smug and grinning green face
of his girlfriend to the mix of sensations that were assaulting his body
with as much vigor as any Zetan spacecraft. He groaned, gripping the
toes on either side of him and wiggling pathetically, causing her to
press down more, holding him in place even as his muscles spasmed and
the rich vinegary smell of her feet filled his nostrils.
“I’m
barely moving my feet at all, that’s the funny part,” she giggled,
shifting against him again, a motion of no more than an inch, but still
enough to make the tiny man utter a swear under his breathe as his
muscles spasmed in a wave of bliss.
She stopped suddenly, and Tyler looked up at her desperately, “A-Astra, please-“
“Beg,” she said, “beg to be my pet!”
“PLEASE MAKE ME YOUR PET!” he shouted, squeezing his eyes shut.
“You
want to be my pet?” she teased, shifting her foot again ever so
slightly and causing him to moan happily, “you want to live in a little
cage by my bed? Use my old socks for your bedding?”
“YES!” he shouted; too lost in the throes of pleasure to even realize what he was saying.
Astra
laughed, and her grinning face pushed him over the edge as his body
pushed back against her foot feebly one final time as he came. He
exhaled, his eyes shut and a wonderous expression on his face as he
sprayed his seed across the bottom of her sole, the soft sensation
tickling his manhood and sending shivers through his body while the
thick smell of her sweat burned into his brain at the moment of orgasm.
“Fuck
me,” he panted finally, collapsing to the carpet, unable to mount any
more resistance to the green toes that playfully batted either side of
his head.
“In time,” she promised, lifting her foot off of him
and kneeling down to admire her handwork. She flexed her sole playfully
over him, letting him see the small dribble of wetness he’d managed to
leave on it. She traced a single fingertip along her green skin, easily
wiping away the whole of his seed, and without a care stuck it into her
mouth, sucking for a moment. “Delicious,” she murmured.
Tyler
watched, spellbound, as the skyscraper sized goddess stepped over him,
giving him the briefest look up those long verdant legs to the pair of
simple pink panties she wore underneath her sundress.
“Can you
regrow me?” he managed, sitting up and looking across the vast plane of
the apartment floor. His own clothing lay scattered across the carpeting
like far flung hills, and as he stood up he was, as always, stunned by
the sheer scale of things once he’d been reduced.
“You’re not
going back to full size yet,” she said casually, walking into her
bedroom. He was left for a minute to contemplate her words, but she
returned a few moments later, now clad in a slivery nanofabric dress
that shimmered and seemed to hug her curves perfectly as she walked.
From behind her back she produced another outfit, a men’s cut, with a
click of the shrink ray it was reduced to doll size, and she casually
dropped it, letting the clothing flutter down to him.
Tyler gasped, picking it up and looking over the exotic alien clothing, “N-Nanofabric? For me?”
“A little gift,” Astra said with a smile.
Tyler
slide the sleek shimmering alien clothing on, feeling it seem to mold
to his body. Nanofabric was what Zetans wore on their own planet, it was
quite expensive by earth standards and Tyler didn’t know any humans
that had any… until now.
“You look delightful,” Astra said,
bending down and smiling as she took him in, “my perfect little human
pet…” At her words jointed Zetan lettering formed across his chest,
“Property of Astra,” she said approvingly, “I wouldn’t want anyone to
forget, especially where we’re going.”
“Where we’re-“ his question
was cut off as she picked up her discarded sandal, kneeling down and
slamming to the ground in front of him playfully. Green fingers
carefully pushed Tyler forward, pressing his tiny body against the
sandal thong. Astra giggled slightly as she pinched his arms, guiding
his wrists up into the shackles. There was a sharp *click* as they
snapped closed, holding him in a Y-shaped pose as his lower body
straddled the sandal’s thong and his arms were latched to the other
straps.
“If you need to get out of that for whatever reason,” she said, “simply say your birth month.”
“Sept-“ he began, but she held up a finger.
“If
you say it, the safety will engage and it’ll unlatch you,” Astra said,
giggling and rolling her eyes, “so don’t unless you need to get out of
there.”
“Got it,” he nodded, feeling the footwear shift as she
slid her foot into it. On either side of him her toes slid through the
gaps, filling his senses once again with the aroma of Astra’s feet. The
world lurched as she took her first step, giving Tyler the next best
thing to a thrill ride as she casually walked towards the door.
“All
human accessories have to have safety releases on them now,” Astra
giggled, looking down at her tiny captive, “after that whole Zeta
Forever thing a few months back…” She sighed angrily, “leave it to them
to ruin playing with humans for everyone.”
As Astra
walked through the lobby Kreia excitedly leaned over her desk, squealing
in excitement as she caught a glimpse of him, strapped to Astra’s
sandal.
“He looks so cute like that!” Kreia gushed, “I wish I had a human boyfriend…”
“You’d
have to leave the Zetan quarter,” Astra teased with a chuckle, lifting
her foot up slightly so Kreia could get a better look. “Tyler’s also a
very accommodating male,” she laughed, gently squeezing him on either
side with her toes as she did, “he let me shrink him after just a few
dates… very trusting.”
“You know I’ve never used my shrink ray on a
human,” Kreia sighed, reaching into her pocket and pulling her own
small silvery device out with a sigh. “You guys have fun…”
With a
final wave Astra walked out of the apartment building’s revolving front
doors, chuckling to herself, “Maybe you should let Kreia try her shrink
ray out on you?” she teased, glancing down at her sandal a moment.
“Uhh…” Tyler gulped, “M-Maybe just to shrink me…”
Astra
just chuckled, ignoring her sandal-prisoner as she walked the streets.
Zetans on Earth held to the standard Earth work-week schedule, and the
same sense of excitement and possibility hung in the air as the
streetlights flicked on, bathing the green throngs and the occasional
human in the warm glow.
“Nice,” a pair of younger Zetan women
said, stopping to stare at the sandal-shackled human as Astra walked by,
“have fun humie!” the two girls laughed.
Astra smirked, letting a
smug smile trace over her face as other Zetan women’s eyes drew
downward. A few human men were with their various Zetan friends, and at
least a few of them pointed out his predicament to the earth natives.
“Seems
like we’re making quite the fashion statement,” Astra said, slowing her
walk and letting the passerby get a better look. “I think plenty of
other humans are going to find themselves in your position soon,” she
murmured.
Finally she reached their destination, a large nightclub
built into the base of a towering office complex, “The Accessory” was
lit up in bright yellow holographic letters, and every few seconds an
almost obnoxiously handsome human mas projected, casually walking behind
the letters, then glancing at the street and shooting the customers in
line a wink.
Astra strode by the line, which was mostly Zetan
women, and there were murmurs as the group saw the human attached to her
sandal. Tyler tried to smile at them, and he saw at least a dozen
handheld phones come out, another earth invention that the Zetans had
adopted, and the click of pictures rang out as the women in line
giggled.
“Hold on a minute Tyler,” Astra sighed, sliding her foot out of her sandal.
His
stomach lurched as the sandal was picked up, and the footwear was
handed to the Zetan security officer, a gruff looking young woman with
short cropped green hair and piercing yellow eyes. With a huff she
carried the sandal, and Tyler, inside for a moment.
“All right
human,” the security officer growled, “this little probe here will make
sure you’re telling the truth.” A small silver orb, maybe the size of a
softball, hovered up behind the officer, a beam of light reached out and
traced over him, scanning his body.
“W-What’s all this for?” he asked nervously.
The guard’s face softened a bit, and she smirked, “Just some formalities we go through to make sure all of the humans here want to be here… Are you being kept prisoner by the woman who came in here with you?”
“No!” Tyler shouted, horrified, “Astra’s my girlfriend, she-“
“Calm
down kid,” she laughed, picking the sandal back up again, “just a
formality, we don’t want any Zeta Forever types coming in here.”
A
moment later the sandal was returned to Astra, and her toes reappeared
on either side of him, comfortably squeezing him as she smiled down.
Once again, they entered the club, where soft Zetan lounge music was
playing, not too different from what would be expected on Earth at an
upscale bar or lounge.
As Tyler looked around, he started to
realize why the establishment was called “The Accessory,” many of the
Zetan women had humans attached to various pieces of jewelry, clothing,
or in the case of several other humans, footwear.
There were some
full sized humans in the far corner of the bar, talking amongst
themselves. Every now and then one of the Zetans in the bar would cross
over, strike up a conversation, or order someone a drink, and Tyler
watched as a grinning Zetan led a blushing human man to a curtained off
back room. A moment later the pair returned, only now the human was the
adorning piece on a thin gold necklace, hanging between the Zetan’s
cleavage.
Astra chuckled, playfully bobbing her foot as she sat at
one of the barstools, shaking his world, “Quite the establishment,
isn’t it?”
“Y-Yeah,” Tyler stammered.
“Nice footwear,” the bartender, another Zetan, smirked, leaning over the counter to take a look at him. “What will you have?”
“Qet and whiskey,” Astra drawled.
“A mix of the best of two worlds, coming up!” the bartender beamed, turning around.
“Nice
sandals Astra,” another Zetan said, coming to her side. Tyler craned
his neck to see that it was the one who had convinced the other human to
mount himself on her necklace, though the man was now hidden between
the Zetan’s ample green cleavage. “I like this look for your Tyler,” she
laughed, taking a sip of her own drink.
“Hi Ceyla,” Tyler
shouted, trying to grin up at the other Zetan. Ceyla was one of Astra’s
coworkers, and while he’d only met her a few times, he got the feeling
she felt the same way Astra did about human men.
She just chuckled
in response, playfully yanking the chain of her gold necklace and
bouncing her own human up and down within her breasts, occasionally
letting him surface for air before sending him back down.
“Good crowd tonight,” Ceyla mused, glancing at the humans, “I’m glad they know we’re not all monsters.”
“This
place almost shut down after that Zeta Forever mess a few months back,”
Astra muttered, “thankfully the humans are coming back again…” She
trailed off as she spotted someone on the human side of the bar.
“Tyler,” she hissed suddenly, fighting a grin.
He looked up at her, curious, “what?”
“Look
who’s here!” she pointed across the room, and while it was difficult
for Tyler to make out at his size, he quickly spotted the object of her
attention. A hunched over figure with a small build, in a hoodie drawn
up almost certainly to try to hide her facial features.
“No way,” he breathed, fighting his own laugh, “Emma!?”
“If
you’ll excuse me Ceyla,” Astra chuckled, standing up and starting
across the room. The other Zetan just smirked and raised her glass.
The
other humans seemed to part as Astra approached, and from his spot
latched to her sandal Tyler could see a mix of jealousy and apprehension
among the other earth patrons. Astra cleared her throat, startling
Emma, and causing the petite woman to squeak in surprise.
“Hi,” Astra said with Cheshire grin.
“A-Astra!?”
Emma managed, “I-I’m just here to uh… survey the situation,” she
stammered, “Yeah, I’m here to see just how many human males are getting
tricked into being your playthings…” her voice trailed off as she saw
Tyler, and her face went red as she took in her coworker, strapped to
his Zetan girlfriend’s sandal.
“You know Emma,” Astra said in a
low voice, “I’ve got a second sandal.” Astra basked in Emma’s
embarrassment for a moment, then typed in a quick order on the table’s
touchscreen, “enjoy a drink on me,” she winked.
“See you Monday!” Tyler called.
“Y-Yeah, Monday,” Emma managed weakly.
“I’ve
seen that girl here before,” Ceyla commented as Astra and Tyler
returned to the bar, “She wants to be tiny so bad, but she always
chickens out if anyone asks her to the back room.”
“A shame,” Astra sighed.
Their
conversation was interrupted as the music started to pick up, and the
dancefloor in the center of the club began to light up as Zetan women
cheered and began moving onto it. Tyler’s world shook as Astra began
tapping her foot to the beat.
“Come on!” she grinned eagerly at Ceyla, “Let’s dance!”
Dance!? Tyler thought, crying out in surprise as his world shifted once again as Astra eagerly headed for the dance floor.
His
world became a sea of Zetan feet, stretching upward dancing excitedly
to music that seemed to increase in tempo by the second. Astra rocked
back and forth, twirling around with others in some dance native to the
Zetan homeworld as he fought dizziness.
The heat of the lights
overhead and the bodies pressed close soon made the dance floor a hot
and muggy place, and Tyler felt the toes around him starting to grow
grimy with sweat. They squeezed against him as the dancing continued,
coating him once again in a fresh layer of Astra’s foot sweat as she
laughed and joked overhead.
Tyler wasn’t sure how long she danced,
but by the time the crowds started to thin out the goddess who had
shackled him to her sandal was dripping sweat, and he winced as a drop
fell from a lock of her hair, splashing over his head like a massive
raindrop as Astra said her goodbyes to her friends at the club.
“How are you doing?” she asked, glancing down at him as they left the club.
“T-That
was wild,” he stammered, still a little dazed. He’d spent most of the
night shackled to her sandal, and the salty taste of her fresh sweat
stuck to his tongue, but still… It was like a rollercoaster ride through a rave, he thought, fighting a laugh.
“You did great for your first time dancing with a Zetan,” she teased, “come on footboy, let’s go home.”
…
Astra
pushed her way into the apartment, giggling from the lingering effects
of the club cocktails. She left her sandals on as she walked through the
living room, carrying Tyler with her footsteps as she collapsed onto
her bed.
“We should go out like this more often,” she said
dreamily, kicking her sandals off as she sat up. Tyler’s body limply
collapsed into her hands as she unbuckled them, and she chuckled, poking
him in the belly to rouse him. “Aw,” she cooed, “tired?”
“I’ve got some fight left in me,” he said, grinning.
“Hmmm…
it seems there’s still more work to be done to crush your human
resistance,” she said. She reached up and tapped her neck, causing the
nanofabric to recede like water, revealing her naked form, a slight
sheen of sweat over her body.
Tyler gasped as his own nanofabric clothing receded, coded to hers, he realized, and a moment later he was as naked as she was.
“You must be thirsty,” she drawled, lowering him down to her feet, “Go ahead, lick them!”
Tyler’s
tongue eagerly met her soles, causing her to giggle as she lay back on
the bed. The night of dancing had coated her toes in a fresh layer of
perspiration, and as Tyler licked, the Zetan giggled at the sensation of
his tiny tongue. Soon the giggles became moans, and Tyler glanced up
her immense body to see that her hand had wandered between her legs,
slowly fingering herself as she’d propped her head up to watch him work.
“Did I say to stop?” she asked with a teasing smile.
Tyler
pressed his face back against her sole, feeling the warmth of her feet
and the almost gritty feeling of the salty sweat. A second later he
grunted as a finger thicker than his leg pressed against the back of his
head, forcing his face into the soft green wall of her sole. The sweat
stung his eyes, and he placed kiss after kiss on the foot while the
giant alien moaned excitedly at the show of submission.
“Enough!” she barked, “I need you now!”
Fingers
wrapped around him, causing Tyler to wheeze as Astra gripped him
eagerly. He was lifted up briefly to her beaming face, a mix of crazed
lust and eager excitement crossing her features as she brought him in
for one final kiss.
The world blurred as she brought him down
between her legs, her pink womanhood ready and waiting for him,
glistening with arousal. The world went dark as she shoved Tyler’s body
in, his head, then his shoulders were consumed by the quivering pink
walls that seemed to mold around him, sucking his body in as the immense
alien fell back onto the bed again, writhing and moaning with pleasure.
The
slick wetness of her womanhood washed away whatever was left of her
sweat, coating him with a new scent as the silky juices coated his hair,
lubricating his body and letting him slide deeper in. The pressure
around him was immense, and he fought for breath as he swallowed
mouthfuls of the sticky alien woman’s cum.
“That’s it, keep going,” she moaned, fingering herself furiously as she felt her human lover inside her, “give yourself to me!”
Tyler
fought within her, pressing with all of his might as her walls
increased the pressure in tune with her arousal. With a grunt of
exertion he gave the last bit of his strength to crawl just a little
further, tapping one section on the inside of her which he knew from
experience would bring her over the edge.
Astra screamed loudly,
crossing her legs and squeezing her eyes closed as an orgasm rocked her
body like an earthquake, the tremors shaking Tyler’s world and pressing
his arms against his body like a python as her womanhood pummeled him.
Her cum flooded his eyes, and he coughed as he swallowed mouthful after
mouthful of the sweet fluid, unable to do anything but weather the storm
as the loud drumbeat of her heartbeat filled his ears.
With a
sigh Astra’s head flopped back down onto her pillow, a fresh sheen of
sweat on her green forehead as she panted, feeling the warm waves of
pleasure receding like the tide after a storm. Numbly she reached down,
fumbling between her legs until she found what she was looking for,
pinching his ankle between her fingers.
With a *schlick* she
pulled her tiny human lover free of herself, giggling as she dangled
him overhead. Tyler just grinned stupidly at her, in spite of all of
their dominance games, it never failed to amuse him how he could make
her so weak at his tiny size.
“Good human,” she purred, “you’ve
made your mistress very happy.” She glanced at the shrink ray, placed on
her nightstand, “Now what to do with you?” she said, a teasing smile
coming over her face. Her eyes drifted lower, to a pair of soft slippers
waiting at the foot of her bed. His eyes followed hers, and he felt his
manhood stirring at the thought of sleeping in the soft footwear.
“Yes please,” he said simply.
Astra giggled, “Fine, but tomorrow you sleep in the bed with me, at full size.”
With
that she lowered him down to the soft and fuzzy interior of her
slippers, letting the stale yet inviting scent of her feet wash over him
as he lay down on the fuzzy insole. The fatigue of the day seemed to
catch up with him all at once, and with a sigh and a smile he felt his
eyes drifting closed.
…
Astra stretched and yawned as the
first rays of light peeked through the curtains. With a wave of her hand
the automated apartment drew them open, letting the rising sun fill her
apartment with a rich natural light as she smiled contentedly. Without
thinking she stood up, casually bringing her feet into her soft slippers
as she stretched again.
Tyler woke as her soft soles crept over
him, and he shouted in surprise as her green toes invaded his sleeping
space, pressing him into the fuzzy insole of the slippers as Astra
casually walked into the kitchen. He grunted, feeling the immense
pressure as she walked.
It’s a good thing these are soft, he wheezed to himself, feeling his giant lover stop in her kitchen, starting breakfast.
“Tyler?”
Astra called, “What do you want for-“ she felt a sudden squirming
sensation beneath her foot, and stopped. “Oh,” she giggled, looking down
at her slippers, “Sorry about that…” She looked over the kitchen a
moment, she had a few Zetan pastries, along with the traditional earth
staples of bacon and eggs in the fridge. He can probably stay in there until I’m done cooking, she reasoned with a giggle.
…
Tyler
and Astra sat together, both smelling of sweat and sex as they at their
breakfast quietly. The only thing that passed between them was the
occasional satisfied smile, enjoying the serenity of the morning after a
wonderful night on the town together.
“The store where I bought
those sandals is having some new items premier today,” Astra said
finally, “would you like to clean up and go see them? I’m sure the
storekeep would love to have a human in for a fitting.”
“Sounds fun,” he laughed, picking up his dishes and carrying them to the sink.
Astra sighed happily, “I love Earth,” she said with a grin.
“It’s
all right,” Tyler said, walking back to the table and giving her a
quick kiss, “but I really love the girls who come to visit.”
“Visit?” she laughed, “I’m staying you fool…”
The two embraced, holding each other as the morning sun bathed the apartment.
Tyler hit the “approve” button on his timecard and sighed, feeling
as though a weight were lifted as the first few minutes of his vacation
began. It wasn’t that his job was particularly unpleasant or grueling,
but he’d been far too long without a nice long weekend or a getaway to
somewhere.
“Hope you enjoy your time off,” Emma muttered, glancing up from her place at the receptionist’s desk as he headed for the door.
“I will,” Tyler said, “Astra and I are mostly just taking a
staycation, but we might take an orbital shuttle down to the Caribbean
for a few days.
“You’ve fallen right into her trap!” Emma protested suddenly, “now
that she’s got you, she can leverage access to you to get all kinds of
sinister favors from the other Zetans!”
Tyler blinked, “I don’t think Astra would do that,” he said, fighting a chuckle.
“Oh no?” Emma exclaimed, “Zetans use males to solidify social
contacts, build their social networks, do you know on their planet they
only have one male for every fifty of them? That means the woman who
controls the male, controls the world!”
“And you think Astra controls me?” he asked with a smirk.
“She wears you as an accessory on her sandals,” Emma said flatly.
Tyler wanted to reply to that, but he frowned as he realized there
really wasn’t any good comeback. Rolling his eyes he grabbed his coat
from the rack at the front of the store, pulling it on as he stepped
outside into the crisp autumn evening.
Astra doesn’t see me that way,
he reassured himself. Still, although it was unlikely Astra intended to fly him back to Zeta Prime to start a harem, she
had
occasionally hinted that she wanted to share him with some of her friends.
He let his mind wander for a moment as he walked home, imagining
himself in a threesome, or more, with Astra and any number of other
towering green amazons… Whatever his reservations about Zetan social
mores were, in the moment it did sound like a dream come true in the
bedroom.
He chuckled to himself, shaking his head,
maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to meet a few of Astra’s friends, just to get to know them.
…
Astra tapped away a few alerts on her tablet, none of them were
important, just standard notices that this cargo ship or that transport
craft had left for orbit. While her job at a Zetan interplanetary
shipping company wasn’t glamorous, it paid well by Earth standards, and
it had enough offices on Earth that she felt comfortable with her career
prospects.
Her open toed office pumps dangled casually from her feet as she
leaned back in her chair, making the final preparations to leave for a
weeklong vacation with Tyler. The pair hadn’t decided where they wanted
to go yet, only that they would be staying somewhere on Earth. With the
cooler weather arriving with the turning of the seasons, Astra was
hoping to convince Tyler to spend some time somewhere warm, somewhere
where she could wear sandals…
“Void take it all!” she heard a frustrated voice call from the office next to hers.
With a frown Astra got up, signing out of her work tablet and
stowing it in her desk drawer. She walked out into the hall and then
around to the adjacent office, fighting a chuckle at the sight before
her.
Zia Farflyer was bent over her phone, her eyes wide and an angry
expression on her face. She typed a message furiously into the dating
app she had open, hitting send and all but slamming it on her desk,
scooting backwards with a sigh.
“Another failure?” Astra asked sympathetically.
“He asked how tall I was,” Zia muttered despondently, “when I said I was only six feet he said he wanted a
real
Zetan…”
Astra bit her lip, unsure of what to say. Most Zetans averaged
between six and a half to seven feet tall, with a decent number even
taller than that. Zia by contrast was a mere six feet, and with a slim
build that combined with her short stature that made her cripplingly
self-conscious, particularly around males.
“He wasn’t worth your time anyways,” Astra said with a friendly
smile, “I mean, how tall do you really need to be if you’ve got a shrink
ray, right?”
“That’s what I told him,” Zia muttered, “but he wasn’t convinced…”
She groaned, placing her hands over her face in frustration. “Why are
all of the humans on the apps so picky!?”
Astra sighed; they’d had this conversation before. Humans on
Human-Zetan dating apps tended to be after a very specific experience,
few were looking for long term dating or relationships. The fact that
there were so many more Zetans than humans on the apps made it that much
harder to find what Zia was hoping for.
“Zia, why don’t you try meeting humans in real life?” Astra
offered, “I mean, if you leave the Zetan quarter you’ll find the planet
is full of them.”
“That’s what I should do,” Zia muttered. Casually she reached into
her purse, pulling her keychain shrink ray out and casually twirling
the small silver remote through her fingers. “I could just go out there
to the human side of town, find the hottest guy in the bar and…
ZAP!
” she giggled.
“Zia,” Astra warned, crossing her arms, “you know employee relations said you’re not allowed to talk about that kind of thing!”
“I was just kidding!” Zia said, dropping her shrink ray back in
her purse with a huff. “Damn Zeta Forever, thanks to them we’ve all got
to be so careful with how we talk to humans now!”
“Yes, well we
do
have some human employees here who might take it the wrong way,” Astra said with a smirk.
Zia sighed, “Yeah, I get it… I just wish meeting a good human male
wasn’t so hard!” She looked at Astra pleadingly, “Do you uh… Think I
could take Tyler out sometime?” she asked weakly.
Astra frowned, chewing over the request for a moment. She’d known
it was coming, Zetans often shared males, and she’d often told Zia of
what a caring, considerate, and
handsome
human man her own boyfriend was. Still, she’d respected Tyler’s
wishes to keep their relationship inside of earth norms for the time
being.
“
Please?”
Zia begged, “I won’t be weird or embarrassing or anything, I
promise! Just let me take him to dinner or something so he can get to
know me!”
“I don’t know, maybe,” Astra relented. “What ever happened to that other human you were dating, Carl was it?”
Zia scowled, “He was getting
way
too excited about my family’s money… I want a human, but I want to be more than a credit dispenser.”
“Yes, that can be a problem,” Astra sighed. Zeta Prime was a far
more advanced world than Earth, for all that the blue planet and human
colonies were catching up. Most Zetans simply had more money than humans
did, particularly when it came to buying items from Zetan worlds like
nanofabric or advanced computing equipment. Still, she’d never once
worried that Tyler was after her money, he’d even attempted to pay on
most of their dates, an adorable gesture in Astra’s eyes.
Zia Farflyer was more than just a Zetan though, she was one of the
Farflyer daughters, and her mother was the wealthy owner of a luxury
starship company back on Zeta Prime. Unfortunately, the Farflyer fame
had spread to earth, and it wasn’t uncommon to see human celebrities and
businessmen using them to arrive to public appearances on space
stations or off world events, only the Lamborghini company, a former
Earth ground transport firm turned starship manufacturer, was held in
the same regard.
To say it had made Zia’s dating life complicated was an
understatement, on top of finding a human, she also struggled to hide
her family’s vast wealth from those who would seek to get it through
her.
Astra sighed, “I’ll talk to Tyler, he might be interested in
something,
but I won’t make any promises!”
“Oh, thank you thank you thank you!” Zia squealed.
…
Astra’s mind raced as she tried to decide whether she wanted to
drop Zia’s interest on Tyler over dinner, or if it would be better to
just enjoy a dinner together first. A part of her thought Zia and Tyler
would get along well, and she
did
want to help her friend, but she wasn’t sure how Tyler would react. So far, their cultural differences had been minor…
“Good evening, Astra,” a woman’s voice called as she entered her apartment complex.
“Hmm? Oh!” Astra smiled as she looked up at her building’s security guard. “Sorry, Vira, just lost in my thoughts.”
“You should stay alert,” Vira growled, “the human extremists could be anywhere, looking to get revenge on an unaware Zetan.”
Astra’s mouth quirked slightly. Vira had only been on Earth for
about a month, and had spent most of her life on a planet called Tyroc, a
rural agricultural world of the Zetan Empire with few humans except for
the local military garrison. Vira had been a security officer back
home, and while she made a stellar security doorwoman for the apartment
complex it was clear that she had little experience with humans.
“This area has always been pretty safe,” Astra said, “you might
find the humans around here more personable if you left the Zetan
quarter sometime.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” Vira growled, “humans can smell fear…”
Astra sighed, “Vira, you didn’t come to Earth for work, there’s only one reason a woman like you immigrates to a human planet!”
Vira blushed a moment, “Yeah, I uh… thought maybe I could see what
a society with so many extra males is like.” She glanced out the
window, “I guess I was hoping more would come into the Zetan quarter,
you know, a controlled environment?”
“It’s
their
planet Vira,” Astra said, exasperated, “what would you think if a
human came to Zeta Prime to meet Zetans and refused to leave his
people’s embassy?”
Vira huffed, “Yeah all right, but I’m keeping my shrink ray charged, with the safety off!”
Astra fought to keep from rolling her eyes as she walked by the
jumpy security guard, heading to the front desk. Kreia, the building
manager, was there, checking a series of maintenance requests on a
touchscreen tablet as she hummed under her breath.
“Hi Kreia, I might be leaving town sometime next week, can you hold my deliveries?”
Kreia beamed, “Oh, is this your big week off with Tyler?”
“It is,” Astra said with a smile and a nod. “He’s coming over later.”
“I wish I had a human I could just call over,” Kreia sighed. She
reached into her pocket and pulled out her shrink ray, a small silvery
remote with rhinestones on the sides, “I haven’t even gotten to use
this,” she muttered.
“Tyler’s
almost
around to letting you use it on him,” Astra said with a grin.
…
Tyler walked up to Astra’s apartment, a bouquet of roses in hand.
In Zetan relationships it was usually the women who brought gifts to the
males, made overtures, competed for attention, which is why he always
enjoyed the way Astra would blush and stammer when he brought her
flowers.
“Hold it!” a voice called as he pushed his way inside.
Tyler frowned as a jumpy looking Zetan woman slowly approached
him. She had a security uniform on, and like all Zetans she towered over
him as she nervously, kept a hand at her side, no doubt ready to grab a
shrink ray in her pocket.
“Hi, I’m here to visit my girlfriend Astra?” he said hesitantly, “I hope that’s not a problem miss?”
“Vira!” she snapped, “Apartment security!” She scowled as she
looked down into the roses, poking into them as if looking for something
hidden. “These flowers, why did you bring them?”
“They’re a gift, for my girlfriend!” he repeated.
“Vira!” Kreia called from the desk, “he’s telling the truth, he’s here to see Astra!”
Vira scowled, “Very well, but I’ve got my eye on you human! You
won’t be able to seduce your way out of it if you cause any mischief!”
Seduce my way out of it?
He thought with a chuckle as he continued through the lobby.
Astra was lounging in her living room as he entered her apartment,
casually watching the news as she relaxed on the couch. She smiled as
she saw him enter, beckoning him in excitedly.
“Flowers?” She giggled, “I don’t understand this custom, but they
are nice.” She got up to take them, walking to the kitchen to get a
vase. When she returned, she lay across the couch, beckoning him to join
her. As he sat, she casually turned, plopping her feet into his lap and
looking at him expectantly. Tyler didn’t need instruction, and eagerly
began rubbing her soles with his thumbs, causing her to sigh happily as
she leaned back.
“So, what should we do with our week off together?” he asked.
“I’ve got some ideas,” Astra mused, curling her toes in pleasure
as the weariness from a long week of work was thoroughly massaged out of
her tired soles. “I did want to ask you something though… I know that
we’ve mostly kept our courtship to human social mores so far, but I’ve
been wondering about how you might feel about meeting a friend of mine?
She loves humans, but can’t seem to meet the right one.”
Tyler gulped, looking down at the pair of green feet in his hands,
“I uh…” Astra giggled and rubbed her foot on his crotch, smirking at
how he was growing hard.
“One part of you seems to like the idea,” she teased.
“Yeah,” he admitted, “I mean the idea is sexy, what guy wouldn’t
to have multiple girls? But I’m just not sure how that looks from a
relationship
standpoint… I really do care about you Astra, I don’t want to risk what we have for some fun in bed!”
“You’re sweet,” Astra said, lifting her foot and playfully
pinching his nose between her toes. The slightly earthy smell of stale
sweat lingered in his nostrils as she lowered it back down. “I
understand your concerns,” she said, stretching her feet across his lap
again, “but this is simply a way of life for Zetan women, and in fact
many of our own friendships and social bonds stem out from our
relationships with our chosen male.”
“You’re talking about building me a harem,” Tyler said with a smirk.
“That’s one word for it,” Astra said with a wink, “although I
think you’ll find you’ll do more serving than being served… which we
both know is how you like it.” She sat up, pulling her feet out of his
lap and reaching over, lifting his chin with her hand and forcing him to
look her in the eyes. “My friends are nice women Tyler, don’t you think
they deserve a human to pamper them too?” she gave a pouty smile, “It’s
just so hard to meet one as compliant and eager to find his place
underfoot!”
“Okay,” Tyler muttered, “This whole thing does sound sexy as hell,
but what about the rest of it? I mean what about day-to-day stuff? How
do I spend time with extra girls, how can I afford to take more girls
out?”
Her finger came up over his mouth, silencing him, “First of all,
harem or not, you haven’t even met any of the girls yet, there is no
pressure and you don’t need to be worrying about long term commitments
right now.” She leaned back, crossing her feet in his lap again, “and
second, I know you’ve been fond of going Dutch on our dates, as you call
it, but it’s time for you to start going
Zetan.
”
“But-“
“Let them pay for things,” Astra said sternly, “or at least take one of my cards when you go out with them.”
“All right,” Tyler chuckled, “I guess we could try this…”
“Great,” Astra said, pulling up her phone.
“Who are you texting?” Tyler asked.
“Kiss!” she ordered, pointing to her toes in response.
Tyler obeyed, placing his lips on her feet and gently kissing them
slowly and sensuously, stealing looks up at Astra, who was giggling at
the ticklish sensation while she typed with her thumbs. She noticed him
peeking, and with a smug smirk lifted her foot higher, planting her sole
over his face and wiping the pungent sweaty appendage over his face.
“Wow,” Astra chuckled, that was quick.”
“What?” Tyler asked.
She glanced down at him smugly, “Finish licking my foot clean and then go wash your face, you have a date tonight.”
…
Zia fidgeted nervously as Astra opened the door, beckoning her
inside. The shorter Zetan was wearing the same skirt and shirt she’d
been wearing at their office earlier, though at Astra’s suggestion she
had gone home to change into a pair of sandals with a shining silvery
thong. It made her nervous, without her heels she was giving up another
few inches, but the human didn’t seem to mind at least.
“Come in,” Astra said with a grin, letting her kick off her
sandals and leading her to the couch. Zia hesitantly sat down, glancing
at Tyler sheepishly. “Zia, this is Tyler,” she began, “Tyler, Zia.”
“Hi,” Zia said, glancing over at him sheepishly.
“Nice to meet you,” Tyler said with a nervous smile.
“Oh gods, you two are so cute,” Astra chuckled, “Tyler, Zia’s had a long day too, show her how you help me relax.”
Tyler’s eyes widened, “A-Are you sure?”
Astra just smirked, snapping her fingers and pointing to Zia’s
feet. The other Zetan’s own eyes widened as Tyler nervously knelt on the
floor, taking her feet in his hands and slowly beginning to massage
them. Zia stared for a moment, then slowly grinned, easing back into the
couch.
“That feels nice,” she sighed, “There is something so wonderful
about having a human at your feet…” A new look came over her face, a mix
of nervousness, and arousal, “tell me Tyler, do you just rub your
girlfriend’s feet, or would you lick them clean too?”
“Show her,” Astra grinned.
Tyler let his tongue crawl along Zia’s sole, licking along the
ridged wrinkles of her scrunched foot and letting the bitter salty taste
of her sweat roll over him. He began kissing her feet again,
worshipping them eagerly as Zia giggled and looked on in amazement.
“Wow,” Zia breathed, “he’s everything you said he was! Do you like that Tyler? Do you like the taste of Zetan feet!?”
“Yes!” Tyler moaned.
“What a perfect human!” Zia breathed, “You’ve probably spent your
whole life wanting to be a Zetan’s pet, right?” She growled lustfully as
Tyler nodded, planting another kiss on the top of her foot. “I think I
need him Astra,” she moaned.
“Already?” Astra laughed, enjoying the show, “I know you said you were pent up, but-“
Zia pulled her foot away from Tyler, and he grunted in surprise as
she all but leapt off the couch, tumbling over him and pinning him to
the carpet. Her arms came down on either side of him, letting him look
up at her in surprise. She was shorter than Astra, and with a lither
frame, bordering on skinny, but he had no doubt she could hold him down
in this state.
“Tyler,” she said slowly, “I’m looking for a human that I can sometimes get a little
rough
with, I like a human that worships me, one who will treat me like
a goddess whether he’s at his full height or squirming like a pathetic
bug between my toes. What do you think? Is that the kind of thing you’re
looking for? A goddess to worship?”
“Well, another goddess,” Astra chuckled, standing up to better observe things.
“YES!” Tyler almost shouted.
Zia growled and rolled off of him, standing up, “Where’s the bedroom?” she demanded.
“This way,” Astra chuckled, leading an eager Zia and a stunned Tyler. “I must say, this is going better than I expected!”
“Faster at least,” Tyler muttered. He almost yelped as Zia slapped his ass, grabbing his bottom and squeezing it tightly.
“Move faster male! If you want to chat, I’ll put that tongue of yours to work!” she barked.
As he entered the bedroom the pair of towering Zetans pushed him
to the bed. He looked on as the pair quickly stripped, tossing away
their clothing and exposing their pale green flesh. Astra’s massive
breasts bounced free, and a moment later Zia’s work shirt was removed,
revealing a smaller, but perkier set of twin orbs capped off with pert
nipples that were standing at attention.
Zia knelt down, fumbling with his belt while Astra sat next to
Tyler on the bed, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. A moment later it was
tossed away, leaving him bare from the waist up as Zia slowly slid his
pants and boxers down. His erection sprang free, practically throbbing
with desire as the Zetan woman looked at it greedily.
“Oh, this just keeps getting better,” Zia said, practically
drooling. She gripped his cock, stroking it eagerly and causing him to
tense with pleasure as she toyed with it. “Look at how hard he is at the
thought of submitting to a Zetan!” she laughed, “Astra, is he always so
eager to please?”
“He is,” Astra chuckled, running a hand through his hair, and pulling him into a kiss as Zia continued to stroke him.
“I need it in me,” Zia declared, climbing up into the bed, “Tyler, get me ready!”
His eyes went wide, “Wait, what do you mean-“
“Come along,” Astra chuckled, pushing him down to the mattress.
Tyler looked up as Zia positioned herself over him, her fingers
coming down and parting her lower lips to let him get a view of the
moist pinkness inside. She came down on him hard, causing him to grunt
as her womanhood ground against his mouth. He eagerly began lapping at
her, causing her to moan with excitement as his tongue danced along her
folds, curling around the small pearl at the top and causing her to
clench her thighs on either side of his head.
“I’ll just attend to this until you’re prepared,” Astra said with a
smile, crawling down his body and taking her own turn to toy with his
erection, standing at attention eagerly. Astra’s mouth came down on him
as he was pinned beneath Zia, sliding up and down his shaft. She pulled
back with a *pop* and grinned at how his manhood glistened with her
spit.
“I-I think I’m ready!” Zia stammered, lifting herself off Tyler again.
The shorter Zetan slowly worked her way down the bed, making eye
contact with him for a moment, “I’ll be on top, of course,” she said
with a smug grin.
“Of course,” Tyler panted; his face still wet with her juices.
Zia lowered herself down onto him, smiling wickedly and hissing with pleasure as he slid in with a wet
schlick
. Her hands came down onto his chest for support, and she bit her
lip as she began to ride him. She grunted loudly at each thrust,
powerful blows that shook the bed and made Tyler gasp, gripping the
bedsheets as he tried to keep his mind focused against her onslaught.
“Oh, what’s that? Is a Zetan woman too much for you?” Zia taunted,
watching his face contort. Each grunt of pleasure was encouragement to
her, and she picked up her speed, her nails digging into his chest
slightly as she let out a lustful growl.
She’s amazing,
Tyler thought dreamily, watching the smug grin come across her
face in response to his reactions. Astra usually liked to be on top as
well, but although she was the bigger of the two Zetans, she preferred a
slower pace, and never rode him with such ferocity.
“Look at that,” Astra mused, laying nexst to him as she fingered
herself, watching. “Keep going Zia, I don’t think he can hold out much
longer!”
“He won’t!” Zia cried triumphantly, bucking her hips down in a
thrust so hard that Tyler almost sat up, only being held down by her
forceful palms. “Oh gods, yes,” Zia shivered, “Cum in me now human, cum
in me and mark yourself as
mine!
”
Tyler cried out as he obeyed, his hips rocking against hers as he
sprayed his seed into her. Distantly he heard the family low gasp of
Astra finishing herself off, enjoying the front row seat to the show the
pair had put on for her. Zia’s frantic thrusts slowed, replaced by soft
panting as their shared orgasm ended. She lifted herself off him,
rolling to his other side and staring at the ceiling.
“Thanks for that,” Zia sighed, giggling slightly. “I’m sorry I got so carried away… It’s just been a
long
time since I’ve had any fun with a male.”
“No problem,” Tyler said, still a little stunned.
Zia sat up again, sighing and blinking the post orgasm haze away,
“Well, come on!” she slipped out of the bed, reaching for her skirt and
underwear.
“Come on?” Tyler asked, curious.
Zia blushed a little, “I uh… meant to take you out somewhere, at
least before we got all…” She glanced at the messy state of the bed and
the clothing on the floor.
“Right,” Tyler blinked, “just give me a minute.”
Zia quickly finished dressing herself, then left for the living
room. Astra just crossed her arms behind herself, looking smugly at
Tyler.
“Well?” she asked, “Aren’t you going?”
“Yeah,” he muttered, “So… do I seriously just go out to dinner with her? After all of that?”
Astra shrugged, “usually it’s the other way around, but now you
know you like her in bed, right? See if you like her outside of it.”
“And you’re not coming?” Tyler asked skeptically.
“Why would I?” Astra asked with a frown, “it’s your date.”
Zetans,
Tyler thought with a chuckle, sliding out of the bed and getting dressed.
…
“So, you work in ground transport modifications?” Zia asked, leaning across the table, intrigued.
“Yeah,” Tyler said with a grin, “mostly just making boxies a little more stylish, but we do some engine work on them as well.”
“My family owns-“ she stopped herself,
remember what happened last time a human knew about your family,
she thought. “My family also works on transports,” she decided. It
wasn’t quite a lie. She thought a moment, “What do you think of the
FarFlier model engines?” she said cautiously, bringing up one of her
family’s product lines.
Tyler shrugged, “they’re fast, I’ll give them that, we don’t see a
lot of them here but I have had to add extra coolant to a few.”
Zia frowned, “extra coolant?”
“Some parts of Earth are hotter than Zeta Prime,” Tyler said, reaching for his glass of wine.
“Hello,” the Zetan waiter said cheerfully as she stopped by their
table, “I hope everything tasted fine this evening!” With a smile she
laid the check on their table, walking away.
Tyler reached for it before Zia could, opening it and glancing at
it, “Let me get this,” he insisted. He pulled out his wallet, and
chuckled when he saw Astra had placed her credit card in it. He thumbed
past it to his own, sliding it into the bill.
“Oh wow,” Zia giggled, “I’ve uh, never had a male pay for
me
before…”
“Astra said something similar when we first started dating,” Tyler
said with a smile. “You can get the next one if you want, but I’m
having a good time this evening, and I wanted to show it.”
A group of Zetan women giggled at the next table over, drawing
Tyler’s attention. He frowned, and the girls went back to their drinks,
hiding from his gaze. He turned back to Zia, who was suddenly
embarrassed.
“What’s their problem?” he asked curiously.
“They think it’s funny that you’re uh… well, the same height as me,” Zia said bitterly.
Tyler raised an eyebrow, “seriously?”
“Some people think it’s funny to pick on the short girl,” Zia
sighed, “I guess seeing me with an attractive male like you is amusing
to them somehow…”
An attractive male like me huh?
Tyler thought, smirking. He glanced at the table of Zetans,
several of whom were shooting him flirty winks. One particularly bold
one was curling her finger at him, giving him a “come hither” gesture.
He ignored them, standing up to leave with Zia, “Do you think she
asks him to help her reach things on the shelf?” one of the women behind
them said, a little too loudly.
Zia’s face burned with embarrassment, and Tyler growled angrily.
For a moment he wanted to go back and confront them, but then he had a
better idea.
Zia squeaked in surprise as he embraced her, pulling her into a
deep kiss that left their entire section of the restaurant silent.
He parted a moment, smirking at the stunned expression on the
Zetan’s face. As they left, he spared a condescending smirk for the trio
of girls in the booth, who glared jealously after them.
“Thanks for that,” Zia said, a little awestruck as they left the restaurant.
“I don’t like seeing my friends teased,” he said with a smile,
holding her hand as they walked. “Besides, by Earth standards you’re
still pretty tall.” He looked down the street and smiled, “Hey, do you
want to go get a dessert or something? We could bring Astra back
something.”
“That does sound nice,” Zia said with a smile. A wicked idea
flashed through her mind, and with a giggle she pulled Tyler towards a
nearby alley.
“I don’t think there’s an ice cream place this way,” he protested, raising an eyebrow.
Zia turned and whipped her shrink ray out of her purse, grinning
as she saw Tyler’s eyes go wide in surprise. She giggled as she
advanced, playfully backing him up against the wall as she adjusted the
dial on the side.
“You’ve made me a
very
happy woman so far tonight,” she drawled, “I think I want you…
Really
want you, and I want you to want to be mine.” She glanced down at
her feet, “Astra told me some of the things you like… I think I’m going
to reduce you to a more manageable size for the rest of the night…
unless you have some objection?”
“I uh…” Tyler gulped;
this girl moves fast!
“Sounds fun!”
There was a flash, and he heard a smug giggle as the world spun
and the tingling sensation of a Zetan shrink ray raced up and down his
arms, giving him goosebumps. As his vision cleared, he looked up at the
towering green skinned goddess, gulping as he realized she’d reduced him
to an inch tall. He watched as her foot slowly slid out of her massive
driveway sized sandal, and his stomach lurched as he was pinched between
a pair of green fingers the size of trees and lifted over it.
“This is where you belong, isn’t it?” Zia teased.
Tyler could only nod, knowing she wouldn’t hear him at this size
anyway. The sandal had the slight imprint of her feet on the insole,
darkened and slightly dirty in contrast to the silvery material around
it. She lowered him down into the slight crater of the imprint’s big
toe, wiggling her feet teasingly above him as she grinned down. The view
was spectacular, beyond the looming foot, ready to come down on him he
could see her legs disappearing up into the shadows of her skirt, giving
the shrunken man the slight glimpse of the skyscraper sized woman’s
panties.
Zia pushed her foot forward, settling her big toe over the tiny
man and pressing down on him, trapping him easily against the sandal in a
way that would keep him from sliding off as she walked. The warmth of
her toe blanketed Tyler, and the sour sweaty smell of her feet permeated
the air around him as the massive digit ground him into the foamy
padding of the sole below him.
“I expect to feel kisses on that toe,” Zia smirked, taking her first step.
Tyler struggled to lift himself up, meeting each press of her toe
with a kiss, grimacing at the earthy mixture of sweat and the slight
amount of dirt on the ridged underside of the massive toe. His stomach
lurched as she walked, but despite the momentum he was easily held in
place by the force of her pressing feet. Occasionally she scrunched her
massive toe over him, squeezing his whole body in an impossibly strong
hug, coating him with the dirt and grime she’d picked up over the day.
Each time Zia did it she had to fight a giggle, enjoying the way she
could feel the bug sized human squirm beneath her feet.
Zia decided on a small nearby bakery for dessert, grabbing a small
box of cupcakes for them. She paid the shop keep, biting her lip to
conceal her amusement that she’d entered and left a store with a tiny
human struggling beneath her feet, and no one had known.
“Your whole world is my toes now, isn’t it?” she whispered,
lifting her foot slightly so she could see him. She bent down slightly
for a better look, and although he was the size of a beetle, she could
tell he had a solid tent in his pants. With an arrogant chuckle she slid
her toe back over him, continuing the teasing torment as she walked
back to Astra’s apartment.
…
Astra was in her bath robe, relaxing as she watched the news,
“Damn squids,” she muttered, watching the human newscasters explain the
latest reports of Cephalo activity. It had declined substantially since
the battle near Alrec, but there were still minor incursions in the
frontier systems.
There was a knock at her door, and she got up to let Zia and Tyler back in, “How was it?” she asked as Zia stepped past her.
“Wonderful,” Zia said dreamily. “We brought back cupcakes!” she offered the box up.
Astra frowned as she glanced at the hallway, “And where
is
Tyler?”
Zia slowly slid her sandals off, letting Tyler’s tiny form tumble
across the surface as the two Zetans looked on overhead, a pair of
amused goddesses watching a bug struggle to his feet.
“Oh my,” Astra laughed, “the date really
did
go well! I’m glad you two are getting along!”
“I think I’m going to take a few days off work with you two,” Zia
declared, gently nudging Tyler off her sandal with her toe. “Give me a
good night kiss!” Zia giggled, tipping her toe towards him. Tyler
obediently placed his lips on the digit a final time for the evening,
the grimy texture of the ridges leaving a salty aftertaste on his lips
as Zia pulled it away. “Good night, Tyler,” she said, winking down at
him before sliding her sandals back on and turning to go.
Astra smirked, hefting her own shrink ray down at him. For a
moment he hoped he’d be returned to full size, but after the usual flash
of light he found himself only standing as tall as her ankles.
“Well?” Astra asked, bending down to pick him up.
“She’s fun,” Tyler grunted as her fingers coiled around him. “So… how does this work? I am just dating her now too?”
“I think that’s what she has in mind,” Astra said, walking back
over to the couch. She sat down, eying the human in her hand smugly,
“Congratulations on your new harem,” she said teasingly.
“I guess we’re doing this,” he said, looking up at her with a chuckle.
“Don’t worry about it tonight,” Astra said, pulling the front of
her bathrobe open and revealing her cleavage. “For now, just relax.”
Tyler was brought between the massive green orbs, sliding easily
between the soft pillows as her breasts swallowed him up. They molded
around him, filling his nose with the soft fruity scent of the soap
Astra had showered with while he and Zia were away. With a contented
sigh he let himself sink lower, watching the soft glow of the
television.
…
“I
love
this one,” Zia said, grinning as she held up a gold necklace, with
Tyler hanging suspended across a brilliant ruby amulet, small gold
shackles holding his three-inch form in place.
“It’s one of my favorites too,” Astra commented, planting a
massive pillowy kiss across Tyler’s chest as she dangled him closer to
her face.
Zia had come over to spend the day with Astra and Tyler, and soon
the two Zetans had began comparing their favorite human jewelry sets, a
conversation that had quickly led to Tyler being shrunk and affixed to
one after the other.
“How about this one?” Zia asked with a grin, holding up a small gold ring.
“Wearing him on your finger?” Astra asked with a shrug, “it’s not without its charm.”
“This is a
toe
ring,” Zia said, grinning as she saw Tyler’s expression.
“Uh, I guess it couldn’t hurt to try it out,” he said, trying to hide the eagerness in his voice.
One tingling flash later he found himself shackled, naked and
spread eagled, across the gold band. He was a fraction of an inch,
reduced to the gemstone on a toe ring. Zia lowered him down, sliding his
prison over her index toe, flexing it up and down and watching the way
it caught the light and showed the human off.
To Tyler it was like a pair of mountains were grinning down at
him, each of their breaths like a warm gust at his tiny size. Astra
leaned in closer to get a better look, and he gazed up into a pupil that
could swallow him up several times.
“Nobody’s going to see him unless they get awfully close,” Astra commented.
“I’ll know he’s there,” Zia said, a gleam in her eyes.
There was a frantic knocking at the door, and Astra sighed,
getting up, “Who could that be?” she muttered. She opened the door, and a
flustered looking Vira all but ran inside, still in her security
uniform.
“Astra,” she said, “I’m sorry to bother you, but you’re the only
friend I’ve made on this planet so far. I need some advice on a human!”
“Slow down,” Astra laughed, “which human?”
“It’s the package deliveryman,” she explained, “I think he’s very
attractive, and he’s been polite to me, so I’ve decided I shall court
him!”
“If you’re thinking of our usual man Alex, he’s married,” Astra explained, “to a human woman…”
Vira didn’t take the hint, “Very well, where can I find his wife
and ask her permission? What sorts of gifts would a human woman want in
exchange?”
Astra looked awkwardly to Zia, who just smirked and shrugged,
“Uhh…” Astra sighed, “Look, Vira, human men and women do not typically
have additional lovers…”
Vira blinked, “Oh,” she sighed, “Y-Yes, I suppose you’re right,
I’d heard that before, but… I guess I got excited and forgot.” She
slumped to the couch, moaning into her hands in frustration, “I just
don’t know what to do!” she wailed, “I-I can’t go out there with those
wild humans, it’s too much!”
Zia raised an eyebrow, “Wild humans?”
“She’s new to earth,” Astra explained. “There there Vira, you just need to work yourself up.”
“I know,” she sighed.
“You know,” Zia said, glancing down at her toe ring, and the tiny
human on it, “I have a little idea on how you could meet a human man in a
controlled environment…”
…
Tyler stared up slightly at Vira’s nervous face. She was six foot
five, standing shorter than Astra, but still looming over him. Her hair
was tied in a tight dark green bun beneath her security cap, and beneath
the brim her eyes were slightly nervous. Zia and Astra had taken him
back to the bedroom and restored his size, quickly explaining the
situation and bringing him back, clothed thankfully, so that Vira could
talk with him.
“So,” Tyler said casually, “we met downstairs…”
“Er, yes,” Vira gulped, “S-Sorry I stopped you; I just get nervous around strange humans… Astra says you’re nice though?”
“Order him to rub your feet!” Zia called, viewing the scene from
the couch with a grin. Astra and Zia had poured glasses of wine for
themselves, observing the interaction with amusement.
“That doesn’t sound like a bad place to start,” Astra smirked, topping off her glass.
Vira cleared her throat, “Human!” she barked, “R-Rub my feet immediately!” She gulped, “please…”
Tyler chuckled, “Sure, come here.” He took her by the hand,
causing her to squeak in surprise as he led her to a nearby chair. With a
hint of hesitation, she lowered herself into it, and Tyler pulled the
boots of her uniform off, socks and all, exposing her bare feet to the
air.
“Oh gods, this is really happening,” Vira exclaimed, leaning her
head back and stifling a moan as Tyler began massaging her, “T-There’s a
sexy human male rubbing my feet!” She looked down at him, smiling
eagerly, “T-Tyler, KISS THEM!” He leaned down, planting a kiss on the
top of her foot as the security officer growled lustfully.
“Humans are just naturally drawn to Zetan feet,” Zia teased, sipping her wine and giggling, “I’m pretty sure it’s in your DNA.”
Vira gripped the armrests of the chair, her face red as she
gathered her courage for her next demand, “T-Take off your clothes!” she
stammered.
Tyler’s eyes went wide, “Uh, are you sure?”
“Yes!” Vira growled.
Tyler glanced at the other two Zetans, who were grinning eagerly,
wanting to see him naked again. With a shrug he began unbuttoning his
shirt, and a moment later when he stood up and slid his pants and
underwear down, Astra and Zia gave a small cheer.
“Fascinating,” Vira murmured, standing up and running a finger
over his chest. He shivered slightly as her fingernail gently scratched
his skin, “Certainly a slightly thicker build than our own males, but…
not at all unpleasant.”
“Human men have great cocks too,” Zia grinned, putting her glass down and coming to join the other Zetan in examining him.
Astra chuckled, joining the crowd as Tyler gulped, surrounded on
three sides by smug Zetan women, each one casually running their hands
over his body as they circled him. A hand grabbed his erection sliding
over it playfully before letting go, and he tensed as one of them cupped
his ass, squeezing hard and giggling.
“So wild,” Vira said in awe, “I want to tame you!”
“Ride him,” Zia said with a smirk, “and make sure he looks in your
eyes when he finishes, that really establishes the dominant species,
right Tyler?” she winked at him.
“It does leave an impact,” Tyler admitted, looking to Astra for help.
“Tyler is the type of human who loves being put in his place,” Astra teased, running a hand through his hair.
Vira gulped, unbuttoning her security uniform as Astra and Zia
gripped Tyler’s arms, holding him in place before her as she disrobed.
Soon Vira was standing before him naked, her toned physique visible as
she took a deep breath, brandishing a pair of handcuffs. Astra and Zia
forced his wrists forward, and there was a *click* as they snapped on.
“What are these for?” Tyler asked uncertainly.
“You’re a beast human,” Vira said, “I need to be safe when taming
you!” she pressed down on his shoulders, forcing him down to his knees.
She grabbed him under his arms, forcefully, but gently laying him across
the carpet, then standing up over him, looking down at her captive. Zia
and Astra came to her side, admiring the sight of the naked human
sprawled across the carpet.
“Wow,” Zia giggled, “I wasn’t sold on the handcuffs, but I’m
coming around.” She extended her foot, dancing it over Tyler’s face and
muffling his voice as her toes dipped into his mouth.
“I’m taking him right here,” Vira declared with a manic grin.
“Oh, the carpet?” Astra sighed, “I guess I was going to clean it
anyways…” She walked around to the other side of his head, teasingly
gripping his ear with her toes before sliding her foot up under his
nose. Tyler groaned lustfully as the green women’s feet toyed with his
face, all while Vira slowly lined herself up to mount him.
“Oh gods, it’s big,” she wheezed, sliding herself down his shaft.
Tyler couldn’t help but groan under the weight of the sensation,
tormented by two pairs of feet and being ridden by Vira, it was all he
could do to keep himself lucid. With a determined grunt the Zetan below
started to force herself up and down, impaling herself on him at a
steady pace. It felt good, and soon he was rolling his hips back against
hers, enjoying the steady rhythm of their lovemaking while the other
two Zetans alternated forcing their feet into his mouth to muffle the
noises he made.
“A-AAAHH!” Vira cried out suddenly, going tense, slumping, and then collapsing to the side, a panting mess.
“Wow, did you really already finish?” Zia laughed.
“I-It’s my first time with a human,” Vira protested, panting, “his massive barbarian organ was-“
“Oh hush,” Astra laughed. She pulled her foot out of Tyler’s
mouth, “did you hear that? Your massive barbarian organ was too much.”
“I heard,” Tyler said with a dreamy smile on his face.
“It seems like you couldn’t finish him off,” Zia said, glancing
down to Tyler’s still throbbing manhood. “I’ve got a fun idea for how we
can help him out.” She pulled her shrink ray from her pocket, pointing
it down at the human laying across the floor. With a flash she’d reduced
Tyler to a few inches tall.
“Good idea,” Astra said, nudging him with the tip of her toe, “Vira, help us along?”
Vira nodded, finally catching her breath as she stood up. Astra’s
toes came down and pinched him, pulling him upright and setting him on
his feet again. Still bound by the handcuffs, he had trouble keeping his
balance, but every time he stumbled one of the massive women would use
the tips of their toes to gently right him.
“Over here Tyler!” Astra called with a grin, pinching her big and
index toes together. He stumbled into her raised foot, his erection
sliding between her toes as his bound hands hung uselessly overhead.
“That’s it,” she cooed, “make love to my foot!”
He obeyed, pumping his hips against the soft crevice of skin
between her toes. He closed his eyes, letting himself get lost in the
moment as the pungent aroma of her foot wafted up to him. Behind him
another massive set of toes held him in place, soon joined by a second.
Overhead the three alien women looked down in smug satisfaction as he
was completely surrounded by their sweaty toes, humping madly away at
Astra’s as he struggled to bring himself to orgasm.
“Wow!” Zia laughed, “this is amazing, I might need a turn next!”
Tyler cried out as he came, spraying the toes. At the moment of
his climax it seemed that the outer two feet weight on him pressed in
harder, pressing him tightly against astra and filling his world with a
hot humidity as the mixed smell of their sweat sent him into a haze as
his hips bucked feebly against the giant pair of toes.
All at once they released, pulling back and letting him stumble
down to the carpet, rising up around him like grass as he panted,
exhausted. The three smug aliens looked down at their handiwork,
shooting one another approving glances as Tyler struggled to recover his
senses. There was a flash as one of them restored him, and although he
was back to his full size, from his spot on the floor the three girls
still looked like goddesses.
“That was exhilarating,” Vira said, grinning as she reached for
her piled clothes. “Thank you so much Tyler, humans suddenly don’t seem
so… intimidating.”
“Glad I could help,” Tyler said, his head still swimming from the mind-blowing orgasm the three had just given him.
…
Kreia smirked as she saw Vira humming happily, watching the lobby from her security booth with a smile on her face.
“Someone’s in a good mood,” she said with a chuckle.
“I am,” Vira sighed, “I’ve been spending time with the most wonderful human!”
“Oh really?” Kreia asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Astra introduced me to her boyfriend Tyler, he’s not scary at
all, he’s actually very kind! Even after I handcuffed him,” she giggled.
“Tyler’s finally dating more Zetans?” Kreia asked with a grin,
“Well if you’ll excuse me, I think I need to tend to a maintenance
request up in Astra’s apartment…”
…
Tyler was laying back on the couch, exhausted after the ordeal with Vira, “So is she my girlfriend now too?” he asked.
“This is all still a trial thing,” Astra chuckled, ruffling his hair, “but I do think she’s smitten.”
“She’d be a good fit,” Zia mused, sitting on the other side of him
and squeezing his thigh with a smile. “We could use a bit of muscle in
this group, you never know what might happen…”
“Muscle?” Tyler asked, “Group?”
“Well naturally you want the core of your mates to be well
rounded,” Zia said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.”
“Tyler’s not quite at the stage of planning something like that,”
Astra chuckled, “he’s not a Zetan male, he doesn’t need a large harem to
support himself or take care of him.”
“Y-Yeah,” Tyler stammered, “I’ve got a job…”
There was a knock at the door, and Astra stood up with a sigh,
“Maybe Vira forgot something?” she guessed, going over to open it.
Kreia practically burst into the room, a large box of chocolates
in hand, “Astra! I’m here for your permission to date Tyler!” she
declared, thrusting the candies into Astra’s arms.
“Did you put up fliers advertising me or something?” Tyler asked Astra flatly.
“I uh…” Astra cleared her throat, “Kreia, the chocolates are appreciated, but Tyler can date whoever, he wishes, and
only
who he wishes!”
“Oh, I see,” Kreia muttered. She grabbed the chocolates from
Astra’s hand, marching over to Tyler and placing them in his lap,
“Tyler, I think you and I should date!”
Tyler smiled and sighed, “Kreia, I’m a little worn out, can we maybe discuss this another time?”
“Oh no,” Kreia murmured, “You’ve been up here with those three,
you’re probably exhausted!” she pulled her shrink ray from her pocket,
“Let me take care of you!” There was a flash, and Tyler blinked, his
body hanging limply as he was picked up by Kreia. She sat on the couch
in his spot, gently rubbing his back with her thumbs, eliciting a groan
from him as the powerful digits gave him a full body massage.
“Kreia, you can’t just shrink Tyler without asking!” Astra protested.
“W-Wait,” Tyler groaned, leaning into the magic fingers as his
relaxation deepened, “Maybe she can stay for a little bit, I mean she
brought us those chocolates, it would be rude to kick her out!”
Astra raised an eyebrow, then smiled, “Okay then!”
“Don’t worry my poor little pet human,” Kreia cooed, “I’ll take perfect care of you!”
Tyler sighed, feeling suddenly sleepy as Kreia’s soft palms
cradled him, working all of his stress out as her thumbs explored his
body, bringing relief to muscles and joints with each touch.
…
Tyler sighed, looking at the four grinning Zetans around the table, “So Vira and Kreia are now
also
taking vacation time?” he asked.
“That’s right,” Astra said, giggling. “We’re all going to take a nice trip together, somewhere warm!”
“Somewhere where we’ll be wearing sandals,” Zia said with a wink.
“Or just going barefoot!” Kreia joined in.
“Great,” Tyler said with a wry grin.
…
The group was waiting in line at the orbital shuttle port for the
passenger craft that would take them south, to the Caribbean. Astra
tapped her foot impatiently, inadvertently rattling Tyler as he grunted,
tucked underneath her scrunched toes against the sole of her sandal.
“Astra!” a familiar voice called.
The four Zetans turned to see Emma, who was grinning triumphantly,
“Fancy meeting you here!” the diminutive human girl declared, walking
up to them and staring up at each of the Zetans with a smug grin.
“Are you going on vacation too Emma?” Astra asked politely.
“Yeah, with my new
boyfriend!
” she plunged a hand into her pocket, withdrawing a shrunken Zetan
male, who looked up at the four amused women sheepishly. “This is
Dyran,” she said smugly, “he’s a Zetan, see?”
“H-Hi,” the tiny Zetan stammered.
With a laugh Emma shoved him back into her pocket, “That’s right
Astra, you might have tricked Tyler into having a harem, but I seduced
and shrank a male from
your
species! I even used his own shrink ray to do it!” She patted the small device, which was clipped to her belt, “Now it’s
mine.
What do you think of
that
Astra?”
“Uh, I’m glad for you I guess?” Astra said uncertainly.
“You’re crushed,” Emma chuckled, heading for her own flight’s
gate, “Human women win this round, alien scum!” She paused a moment,
patting her pocket, “I didn’t mean you Dyran, you’re my special little
green guy!” she shot one last scowl at Astra before leaving.
“What was that about?” Kreia asked curiously.
“That’s Tyler’s friend Emma,” Astra said with a smile, “she’s got some very…
unusual
ideas about humans and Zetans.”
…
Reaching the Caribbean by orbital flight only took an hour, and
soon the group found themselves walking across the sand to their
expansive beach house, a luxurious oceanfront property that Zia had
rented for them to spend the trip in.
True to their word, each of the four were wearing sandals, and
stuffed underneath Astra’s foot a naked Tyler was squeezed against the
sandal’s sole with each step. Sand flew in the air, tumbling against his
scalp like pebbles as Astra slowly walked along the beach, looking out
at the ocean.
“Well, what should we do first?” Astra asked her friends, turning around with a smile.
“You should let poor Tyler out!” Kreia said, already unclipping her shrink ray from the side of her bikini. “Let’s regrow him!”
“Aw, not yet!” Zia whined, “I wanted to have some fun while he’s still small!”
“I agree,” Vira declared, “it would start the vacation off on a
good note to show the human just what’s awaiting him over the next few
days!”
Astra chuckled, “All right then, follow me, all of you!”
…
Tyler grunted as he was rolled down the incline of Astra’s sandal,
tumbling onto the wooden floor of the rented beach house. He got to his
feet, looking up in awe as the four titanic green skinned women slowly
surrounded him, each one with a teasing smile on their faces.
“Did you enjoy the flight?” Astra asked with a smile.
“It was more comfortable than coach,” he joked.
He slowly glanced around,
they’re all barefoot,
he realized, his manhood rising as he wondered what game they had in store for him.
“Let’s get him!” Zia laughed, striking out with her foot and
pushing him down, roughly pressing him down and grinning as her foot
rolled over him.
Tyler managed to push himself up, stumbling across the floor and
realizing he was rock hard as the sand from her sole stuck to him
slightly.
Vira was next, pinching him between her toes and lifting him up,
savoring the immense power she had over the tiny human. Gritting her
teeth she squeezed him again, causing a grunt as he tried to force his
way out with his arms, straining pathetically. With a sigh she lowered
him back down, nudging him slightly with her foot and encouraging him to
run.
“I’ll save you Tyler!” Kreia giggled. She lowered her foot down on
him, pushing him to the floor and letting her soft sole cover him
entirely. “I made sure to lotion mine first!” she squealed excitedly.
Pinned beneath her, Tyler could tell she was telling the truth.
Her feet were the softest of the four girls, and rather than the pungent
odor of sweat or leather that usually followed Astra’s feet after a day
of walking, Kreia’s had a pleasant vanilla odor and a slightly moist
and oily texture.
Slowly, deliberately, Kreia began to grind her sole against him.
Tyler gasped, squirming as his erection slid against the soft oily skin,
the rich vanilla scent coating him as if her foot was marking him as
its own. Overhead Kreia sighed happily, sliding her foot up and down,
feeling the movement of the tiny man as she worked him closer to orgasm.
“Hey, don’t hog him!” Zia protested.
“Shhh…” Kreia whispered, focusing solely on the trapped man
underneath her sole. “Just because Tyler belongs underneath our feet
doesn’t mean it always has to be a rough and scary experience!” She
said, beaming.
“Scary?” Astra asked skeptically, “he
asks
to go down there most of the time.”
“It’s okay Tyler,” Kreia giggled, ignoring her, “just relax and let me finish… you… OFF!”
Tyler winced, spraying his seed across the bottom of her foot and
joining his seed with the slick oily vanilla lotion. She pressed down
further, cutting off the rest of the world and sealing him tight against
the floorboards at the height of his orgasm.
Kreia kept her weight on him until the shuddering squirming
motions stopped, and with a grin she lifted her foot up, revealing
Tyler’s spent form.
“Huh, I was skeptical, but he did seem to like that,” Astra mused.
She clicked her shrink ray, restoring the human man to his full size as
he panted on the floor. Chuckling, she bent down to help him up,
“Enjoying yourself?”
“Yeah,” Tyler said, grinning as he looked over them, “This whole thing is like a dream!”
“I hope you’ve got some energy left,” Vira said sternly, “you’ll be entertaining
all
of us on this trip!”
“The bed upstairs is massive,” Zia laughed, “let’s go see if we can all fit in it!”
Tyler tried to get a word in, but as the four excited alien women
all but dragged him up the stairs, he found that it was easier to just
let himself be pulled along.
…
Several hours later Tyler lay exhausted in the beach house’s
master bedroom, two Zetan women on each side of him as he listened to
the slow rolling of the waves against the shore. The room was bathed in a
soft orange-red by the setting sun coming through the window, and he
felt oddly peaceful.
“So, Tyler,” Astra said finally, sitting up, “what do you think,
would you like to keep this going? Dating my friends as well I mean.”
“Uh…” Tyler gulped, looking at each of the girls as they rose in turn, grinning down at him as he lay in the center of the bed.
They’re happy, you’re happy, just roll with it.
“Yeah, I think we should,” he said with a grin.
The four girls cheered, all pressing close and snuggling him,
laughing, and reaching out to touch whatever part of his naked body
their hands could reach.
“I’m going to take such good care of you!” Kreia promised, “your life is going to be so much easier from now on!”
“Good call human, now you’ve got four pairs of green feet to keep you busy,” Zia taunted.
“Tyler,” Vira said, “I-I’ve always been a little scared of humans, but I’m glad you’re taking me in.”
“I think this was the right choice,” Astra said, ruffling his hair as she lay next to him.
Tyler just nodded, smiling as he stared at the ceiling and thought of the future.