The Vehicle

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Chapter 1

Everyone jokes about Area 51. You see it in movies, on TV, in magazines, newspapers, you name it. Roswell New Mexico became an alien conspiracy theorist’s El Dorado. And we all just point and laugh. 

Quite honestly, I myself didn’t believe it when I first arrived. I just figured the “alien” was a cover up for nuclear weaponry. Locked in an arms race against the Soviet Union, the US needed to distract its own people from their attempts to retaliate. Boy was I wrong! 

While there were no UFO’s in Area 51, at least not anymore, the government found a deposit of extra terrestrial eggs. About 10 of them to be exact. Slightly smaller than a golf ball and entirely unlike anything scientists had found on earth. And since their discovery the scientific community became obsessed with hatching one on Earth. After decades of research they finally figured out how to grow the eggs with minor complications. 

To clarify - I was brought here against my will. I was orphaned as a child and as a result had a few run-ins with the law. I had to eat, and having no income generally leads to bad things. By the time my 18th birthday arrived they shipped me off to jail and because I was young and had no support on the outside, no one missed me when they threw a bag over my head and made me disappear for good. 

I was told when I arrived that I’d be the perfect candidate. I’m 5’11”, 140 pounds, with darks brown hair and big blue eyes. I worked out everyday and as a result had a fit figure that included a set of washboard abs, biceps the size of a toddler, and think leg muscles. Not overdone, but physically quite fit. In addition to my physique I have no allergies, dietary restrictions, or anything like that, which seemed to make everyone quite happy. 

I was lifted out of the convoy and shackled to a cold metal chair before they took the bag off my head. 

“Good evening” said the scientist facing me. “I’m Dr. Malone, welcome to Area 51. We’ve prepared a short video for you that will hopefully explain your situation”. 

I just stared at him. He walked over to a laptop and hit play. The lights in the room dimmed and a projector turned on. 

“In the 60’s we found a cluster of alien eggs”. The screen played old footage of of an archeological dig and a metal tray with some small eggs on them. “At first, scientists tried to hatch them in a garden under close observation”. More footage of people in lab coats putting fertilizer on an egg under a warm light. “When that failed we turned to our own reproductive system and began attempting artificial implanting in female candidates”. His use of the word candidate was familiar. As the colour began to leave my face the video continued. “But without proper hormone levels these too were unsuccessful. This is where you come in boy. You can be the key to creating a new species that can roam this earth. You will revolutionize the human race - a task that few have the honour to even know about. It will take routine, discipline, and above all else - determination.” The video flicked off. 

The lights came back on. “Shall we begin?” Dr. Malone asked. 

“Hormone levels?” I muttered. “You want to collect my testosterone don’t you?” I asked. 

“Not quite” said Dr. Malone, “we’ll begin with a physical examination. Come with me”. The guard behind me removed the shackle from the chair as I got up and followed the doc through a door. The guard followed me and locked the door behind us as we entered the room. 

The room we went to was a large surgical theatre. Half the room was covered with a wall of black glass. I had no doubt that behind it there were 50 chairs for people to watch in privacy as a surgery took place. Dr. Malone could see my hesitation. 

“Have no fear. It’s the only medical room we have in the facility. We’re just going to examine you here”. That was the first time Dr. Malone lied too me, but I was too nervous to question him at the time. 

The guard stood by the door, never taking his eyes off of me as I walked to the centre of the room. Dr. Malone was putting on black latex gloves. Had I been more observant I would’ve noticed the small white egg on the metal tray beside the examination table along with a few other things that I wouldn’t have understood until it was too late. 

“If you wouldn’t mind removing all of your clothing” Dr. Malone said. 

I took off the orange prisoners uniform and removed my boxers. 

“And hop up here” said Dr. Malone as he patted a chair.  

I turned and sat down on something much like a dentist chair, only each leg had its own padding and there were no arm rests. Above it was a bright light on a moving arm. The chair was cold. 

“Put this on please” said Dr. Malone. He handed me a breathing apparatus that looked like it belonged with some scuba gear. Two small tubes went into my nose, as a mouth guard fit comfortably into my mouth. On the outside, the mouthpiece was connected by a hose to something under the chair that I couldn’t see. As soon as I got it into my mouth and nose, Dr. Malone fastened a leather strap around the back of my head that fit over my face, around my jaw, and very clearly indicated that I would not be able to remove the mouthpiece without Dr. Malones help. 

“I know it’s a bit odd”, said Malone as he could see panic flicker across my face “but it’s just a safe precaution, I assure you. Just breath deeply.” 

As I breathed in I could feel my muscles relaxing. My will to question or fight Dr. Malone completely evaporated as I sank lower into the chair. 

“Good boy” Dr. Malone said as he reached for straps from under the chair. 

Before I could even do anything about it, my legs, arms, chest, and forehead were tightly secured to the chair. I was completely restrained and unable to move. 

Again Dr. Malone reached under the chair. I could hear a switch and two things immediately happened. 

The first, was that the scent in my breathing mask changed. It became a musky, sweaty smell, and almost as soon as it hit my nose, my cock began throbbing and growing. 

The second, was that the chair began tilting downwards and my legs began moving apart while bending at the knee. 15 seconds later and I was laying on my back with my legs in stirrups as my ass and cock faced Dr. Malone. My dick was angrily throbbing and standing fully erect. More full than I had ever experienced it. The scent driving me mad and making me hornier than I had ever been before. I began moaning uncontrollably before Dr. Malone had even touched me. It sounded so pathetic, but I couldn’t stop the sounds from escaping my body. Precum was slowly dripping down my shaft in a steady stream. 

Dr. Malone stood, repositioned the light to fully illuminate my asshole, and sat on a stainless steel wheeling chair. 

“We are about to do two things boy. First, I am going to insert the alien egg into your ass. Then you will be allowed to cum for the last time while this egg is in your body.” My mind couldn’t seem to understand the egg part. That’s not what the video had suggested. “Afterwards you will be led to your quarters, and strictly monitored. Your diet and exercise regiment will be explained to you, and you will be given a tour of the facility. You will remain fully naked at all times. Your sole purpose is to birth an alien species. You are a vehicle for this egg. Is that clear?” Dr. Malone finished and asked. 

He wasn’t really looking for a response, but either way I continued moaning longingly as my cock continued throbbing. The Precum had now made a trail all around my balls and down to my asshole. 

Dr. Malone grabbed a jar of white goo and dipped his black gloved finger into it. He then began slowly massaging my hole as I wimpered. I’d never had anything near my hole before. In prison I was strong enough to always be on top and make the sissy’s bend over for me. But in this moment I so badly wanted Dr. Malone to penetrate me. He circled my hole getting it nice and lubricated. Then slowly he applied pressure and his finger sank deep into my anal cavity. 

He hit my prostate square on and I’ve never felt such pleasure. The Precum leaking from my cock doubled it’s pace, pouring out of me uncontrollably. 

“Hmmmm. You leak a lot. This might be an issue” said Dr. Malone. His finger suddenly left my hole, leaving me feeling quite empty. He turned to the table, grabbed the egg, and popped it into my ass. The speed it went in startled me as I felt the warm sphere sink into my gut. It was quite small so I had no trouble taking it deep. Dr. Malone then reached for what looked like an anal plug. 

“In the past we’ve had vehicles try to forcefully remove their passengers. I’m sure you can understand the security measures” Dr. Malone said as he dipped the plug into the goo.

My eyes widened as I saw it. It was much MUCH larger than docs finger or the egg. I let out another wimper. 

“Breath deep” Malone said. The musky smell aggressively hitting my nose and filling my lungs as I took a deep breath. I noticed too that my mouth was watering more than normal. 

The tip of the metallic plug touched my hole. The cold sensation caused me to clench which made Malone upset. 

“Relax boy” he ordered. 

Ever so slowly the plug trucked in. A quarter of the way and the pain was becoming too much. I began to cry as muffled screams escaped into the breathing tube, but still the plug pushed on. Wider and wider I didn’t think my hole would stretch anymore until bam! It sank into place. My hole clenching around the small base of the plug. I thought it was over, when Malone began turning a knob at the bottom. 

Deep inside my ass I could feel the plug expanding even more. It kept getting bigger and bigger until no matter how hard I tried, I knew I’d never want to pull it out at that size. It made even more sense when Dr. Malone grabbed a padlock and locked it at this size. 

“Now our passenger will most definitely stay good and deep” Malone said. “Ready to cum?” 

My cock gave me away. 

Again Dr. Malone fumbled with something out of view. He returned with what looked like the tip of a condom and secured it to the tip of my dick. An elastic drawstring secured it under the ridge of my dick. From the top ran a small tube that vanished under the chair. 

Immediately the tube filled with Precum. 

“Samples are important to research” Dr. Malone explained. I was so close to shooting my load. The dank smell being fed to me kept me horny. It smelled like a dirty jockstrap freshly taken off after a long football practice. 

Dr. Malone stroked my shaft three times. 

“MmmmmmMMMMMHMMMMHHHM” I moaned through the breather. 

My dick exploded. An avalanche of hot semen pushed its way through the tube and vanished over the side of the chair. As I shuttered and convulsed in the restraints my dick drained itself. Still hard as a rock with a filled ass I felt happy. 

Dr. Malone got up and opened a door. I could overhear him speaking. 

“Please clean him up nurse, and bring him to his orientation. Be sure to fit him in chastity and due to his leakage make sure it has an insert. The muzzle and breather can stay on for now. Until he’s properly adjusted”. 

“Is he to have his first feeding today sir?” The nurse responded. 

“I don’t see why not. Be sure to show him the sources too. I think he’ll like that. Though probably after he takes a nap. He’s practically out already”. 

“Yes sir” 

“Oh, and nurse? If he gives you trouble a level three shock has been pre-approved”. 

I passed out.