Losing To Abnormal Human Organs

Meticulous, careful and cautious were the words to describe Lera'Eto. Perhaps some would use the word beautiful, but she wouldn't be quite so arrogant as to use it for herself, though she would of course bask in any praise for her beautiful, clear skin, her svelte but elegant form and her peerless, unmatched intellect that had led her to where she was today!

...

Now if only she wasn't playing second fiddle to a brainless, carbon-headed imbecile like Maak'Ita, maybe she would be feeling a little more proud of her station in life. The bane of her existence, the pioneer and researcher Maak'Ita had always been one step ahead of Lera'Eto, always faster to a new discovery, always at the forefront of development, always getting the greatest scoops. Even back in academy, it seemed like Maak'Ita made it her life's goal to one up Lera'Eto at everything there was to do.

And worse still, it seemed like no matter what Lera'Eto did, Maak'Ita had never acknowledged her efforts, not even once! Always demeaning, always minimizing, always daring to forget Lera'Eto's name, like she was nothing, like she didn't matter, like she was just a worthless carbon crystal she found by the side of the road!

Except...

Finally, Lera'Eto had caught the darling researcher Maak'Ita on a misstep! Everyone's favorite... her reckless behavior had finally caught up to her, and now, she had gotten herself in trouble.

Big trouble.

In fact, Maak'Ita had straight up disappeared after the last report she had made, of how she was starting to study the local sapient species from a much closer distance, an intimate distance even. The last message her computers had relayed had been one of routine, simply reporting on findings regarding secretions, excretions and reproductive habits, as well as details on the possible emergence of a third gender in the sexually dimorphic dominant species of this planet.

Covered by her ship's stealth mechanics, Lera'Eto made her way to the last known place where Maak'Ita had reported from. Her ship was gone, to no surprise. Only the barest hints of its presence remained, clearly whoever had removed it, hadn't done so by force.

The "humans" of this planet might well have forced Maak'Ita's hand. If the researcher had gotten herself captured it was possible they could get the secrets of technology far beyond their means from her... definitely not good.

It was never good to catapult species into space without making sure that they could pass through the Great Filter through their own means... but that was neither here nor there. 

Lera'Eto's mission was not to observe or make a judgement upon the human species, no, what she had come to this planet for was to search for any and all traces of Maak'Ita. If she was captured, to rescue her. If she was dead, to retrieve her corpse, her ship, and any and all remnants of technology, and report back. And if she was alive and had just gone rogue...

A cruel smirk drew itself on Lera'Eto's lips, as she thought about the punishment the researcher would receive for going rogue. She'd get so many slaps on her wrists, they'd be sore for many sleep cycles.

With the deserted location logged into her virtual assistant, Lera'Eto decided too pursue the other avenue of possibility to find traces of Maak'Ita.

The first step?

A special kind of human. A human with the sexual features of both genders, presenting itself visibly as a female of the species, but possessing male reproductive organs. To Maak'Ita, based on the research notes she had sent back, they were absolutely fascinating. Not quite hermaphroditism the way that Lera'Eto had understood it, the closest descriptor had been 'appears,female with a penis'.

Were she to be honest, Lera'Eto wondered how Maak'Ita could even say these humans, any of them, appeared female. They were bigger, both taller and wider, than her own species. From her stealthed ship, Lera'Eto investigated the closest population center, using the many monitoring and observation features that her ship possessed in order to look at all the humans below her, looking for someone who reunited the characteristics she was looking for.

Surprisingly it didn't take too long, she found the person she was looking for in the very first population center she checked in fact.

Maybe Maak'Ita wouldn't be that far either.

Lera'Eto dismissed the thought. It's not like she was worried about the whereabouts of her eternal rival, much less her safety, and shee absolutely wasn't looking for her with intent to save her, no, this was strictly her job, strictly so she could drag the idiot she'd known since school back home to get punished.

Lera'Eto ran her hand behind the back of her head. She had nothing to envy Maak'Ita, she had more than her in fact! She had many more head tentacles than Maak'Ita did, and so what if they were thinner and had less capacity for movement? They were beautiful and they were much easier to decorate with precious metals and stones!

She grabbed a bunch of them and then ran her fingers between the tendrils, the act was soothing to her mind and her thoughts stopped running so fast. Instead, she focused on the feedback the screen was giving her, slowly but surely filling up with information. Her ship's primary computer was hard at work for some time, but eventually, as she sat on her command chair totally not fiddling with some of the controls while nervously awaiting a result, it narrowed down the scan based on the criteria she had set until finally, the main, and biggest, screen, directly in front of her, showed her a single individual.

Presenting female appearance? Check. Possessor of female secondary sexual characteristics? Lera'Eto scrunched up her face a bit at the sight of the human's ridiculous, large and excessively perky breasts. Check. 

Possessor of malee genitalia?

Well, the human wasn't making a secret of it, considering their idea for underwear... Humans truly were lewd and filthy beasts. No doubt this one had used its magnif- dastardly and excessively oversized penis to lure Maak'Ita and seduce her to fall for it.

But not Lera'Eto! No way, she was a connoisseur! Not at all like that childish idiot that would surely have gotten swayed by those big, luscious, voluptuous breasts, not at all like the idiot that would surely do something ridiculous like testing sexual compatibility with humans by directly mating with one! 

But wait!

Maybe that was a way... yeah, that was her way in. From everything she had seen and everything Maak'Ita reported, humans were a dirty, disgusting, sensual and sexually hyperactive species, sex was the primary driver for just about everything they did, a species with a powerful and unstoppable sexual and reproductive drive, a necessity in a world that seemed hell bent on killing anything on it.

Perhaps if she used her amazingly beautiful body, she could get the humans to open up to her!

And this one, the one which Maak'Ita had apparently gotten some hands on experience with, would be the first. Lera'Eto researched some more, and learned about the human... 

With her powerful devices, it really was no issue. The Assistant Intelligence of her ship took care of most of the action. 

The human female answered to the name 'Charlene'. Simple, straightforward and descriptive names were apparently beyond most humans, but it didn't matter. Lera'Eto just needed to investigate her well enough to hire her services. She worked as what the humans described as 'a prostitute', an individual that would engage in sexual acts in exchange for monetary compensation. Filthy lewd beasts that they were, humans made plenty use of her services.

Lera'Eto's ship managed to set up a meeting, and secure a safe and private location for Lera'Eto to use as a home base. A big, high rise building with many empty rooms, apparently rented out to some overly wealthy imbecile that never used them.

Worked for these purposes.

It was a plush and excessively lavish place, but Lera'Eto longed for the gel beds of her homeworld either way. 

Charlene arrived almost exactly at the time agreed upon, only a few minutes, by the local clock, early.

Lera'Eto would not admit to feeling a little bit nervous. This was a big step. She had taken precautions, of course, but this required that she be open and honest about herself. As she allowed Charlene in, she looked over herself.

She had chosen some articles from a store that sold human lingerie, and though most of the choices seemed geared to humans with much bigger mammary glands than her own, she had found what they called a 'babydoll' and 'lace panties' that fit her well, in a pristine white color, as well as white socks they called 'stockings'. She had found a set of matching gloves for it, though of course she'd had to use her machines on her ship to fix the gloves to fit, as humans had two extra fingers on their hands.

Charlene entered the room, and Lera'Eto felt like she was just barely starting to understand the gravity of her situation.

"Oh, you're all ready to go... you ain't told mee we'd be doing costume play," Charlene spoke, licking her lips. "Grrreat work, by the way, it looks super real," she said. "I've taken care of everything on the way here... you said you're inexperienced, just let me handle you darlin'~!"

Charlene was... big. Bigger than the image suggested. She was almost a full head, no, maybe a little more than a full head, taller than Lera'Eto, and each of her breasts was nearly the size of Lera'Eto's head. Furthermore, she wore a tight pair of pants in what appeared to be elasticized denim fabric, which were showing off just how truly impressive human cocks really were.

It made her own people look lacking to Lera'Eto. 

"Hm... les' do this, babe," Charlene muttered, grabbing the hem of her top, a pink one that covered from just under her breasts to just over them, seemingly held in place only by the fabric's own elastic properties, and pulled it up and off of her head. "Damn, I'm just so excited," she muttered, "I swear I'm not usually this crazy darlin'," she said, smirking, "maybe you just get me goin'?"

Lera'Eto had absolutely no idea what she was going on about but every time she spoke her chest bounced in such amazing ways...

Charlene struck a pose. "You like?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Lera'Eto gulped. Human tits were... glorious.

"Ahh, but I know yer type," Charlene said, tossing her shirt aside. "I know what you wan'," she muttered, stepping up towards Lera'Eto, her fingers fiddling with the button that kept the front of her pants together. "This' what'cha wan', innit?" Charlene asked, her voice throaty, rough and feeling like it was sex to Lera'Eto's ears.

As the pants came undone, and the purple of the strange, tiny underwear that Charlene was wearing showed, Lera'Eto felt like she might wet herself in anticipation.

Charlene's fingers hooked on her underwear and pants, and began pulling it down, every single solitary micron of delicious skin, a dark and rich brown in color, almost black, smooth but rougher than Lera'Eto's own... 

Lera'Eto's jaw nearly fell as that mammoth penis was unleashed.

It was... huge.

It was incredible.

"Oh, you look happy... you was waitin' for me huh?" Charlene spoke, her voice coming out in a whisper, one hand grabbing onto her massive cock by the base of the shaft. It was half flaccid, and yet, so big. It was a darker brown than the skirt around it, and the tip was an almost bright pink.

Lera'Eto looked up at her face. Human hair was... strange, but it looked good on her, braided into countless individual braids that fell behind her head.

Gulping, Lera'Eto looked back down, and at that time, Charlene thrust her hips forward, her cock shaking.

Was it time to start working on earning her trust and her desire?

Lera'Eto thought to herself, it was then, or never. She leaned forward, opened her mouth as wide as she could-

And then had her head grabbed by the other hand of the woman she had hired. "Don'cha worry darlin'," the woman said, licking her lips, "I ain't never left a bitch unsatisfied! Now open up and swallow!!" she should, her voice more commanding than any military officer Lera'Eto had ever had the displeasure of dealing with.

Lera'Eto did exactly as ordered, her entire body seized by the urge to follow that command, and before she had time to realize what was going on, that massively oversized rod of dark flesh went past her lips, the strangely lighter head's shape making it easier to slip in, and open Lera'Eto's mouth even further and not even bothering to give her pause. 

Humans choked, but Lera'Eto didn't, her mouth didn't have the right organs and her throat didn't have the right muscle, her eyes widened quite a lot as the human's mouth pulled her closer and at the same time, the human's hips were thrusting into Lera'Eto's face.

It was so big. It smelled so pungent. It tasted so strong. Everything was just so stupid, so dumb, so wrong, so not right, so, so, so very incredible.

The taste of cock quickly overpowered anything else, Lera'Eto's mind was going blank as it slowly began to corrupt her, like a really infectious virus, just going through her and replacing her thoughts with simple ideas.

All she could think about, all she could consider, was just cock, it was just Charlene's cock. She simply could never go back to a time before she had sucked Charlene's cock.

Especially when Charlene pushed further, until all of it was in.

"Oooh, yeah, that's right bitch, take all that big black cock down your throat," she growled, "das' it, suck it bitch!" she growled, "all the way," the human then forced Lera'Eto down until all of it was in, "DOWN!" she shouted, as she thrust at the same time.

Lera'Eto couldn't even consider defending herself. The human was probably physically stronger than her anyway. And why would she want to? She was in her happy place. Seated on a human bed, sucking Charlene's big black human cock... no, being used as a masturbatory aid by Charlene even.

The human pulled her hips back. "Aghh, yeahh, deepthroat's the best," she moaned, licking her lips, pulling the full length of her now totally erect cock out of Lera'Eto's mouth, and then pulling it up by the shaft, bringing Lera'Eto's face forward. "Shiiiet, your skin's like silk," Charlene moaned, as she rubbed her shaft against Lera'Eto's cheek, nose and forehead, "and these feel good to touch too," she moaned, grabbing a bunch of her head tendrils, playing with them. "Feels almost real too!" Charlene said with a chuckle. "Now kiss'em, kiss my balls bitch!"

Lera'Eto was presented with the huge ballsack. Human male genitalia came with external testicles... not too shocking, some males back home had external ones too, but humans... humans' were just huge, and couldn't retract at all... they looked so big, and so smooth, so overfull, like they were about to burst. And it was Charlene's orders, so- so it was not wrong to do it right?

To stick her tongue out, and wrap it around that delicious sack, that tasted slightly salty, like human sweat, but so very stimulating and great.

"Ohhh, fuck yes, you do this so well," moaned Charlene, "that's it, keep licking my balls, and suck'em too!"

Lera'Eto did as ordered, but it seemingly wasn't enough for Charlene, who put a hand on Lera'Eto's shoulder and pushed her down, with her back on the bed.

"I already told you over the phone, I don't do no rubbers!"

She roughly pulled off Lera'Eto's panties, that she had painstakingly acquired from a human lingerie store, and then, with onee hand hodling Lera'Eto's thigh and the other on her cock, pushed her way in.

Truth be told, Lera'Eto didn't quite remember what happened much. She only felt... stuffed. And happy. Something just clicked. She understood, then, what had happened to Maak'Ita. She had... she had been defeated. Instantly. Charlene's huge cock, so far beyond anything her own species had to offer, had simply crushed Lera'Eto's will to resist. That was it. it was over.

And it was somehow only starting, despite the instantaneous victory Charlene had achieved... because then she began to move, sawing in and out of Lera'Eto's breeding hole, each thrust, and each pull, somehow bringing Lera'Eto into a new orgasm.

She had lost. Utterly and absolutely. To these abnormal human organs...

And even worse?

Later on, after Charlene was done and gone, she would learn she hadn't even gotten the right kind of clue! That stupid Maak'Ita, she hadn't even been clear about having both sets of genitals!!