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"Trish," I groaned. "Don't stop."

The medic moved the probe in my arse and I almost came. Fuck. I was being probed by aliens and I was about to orgasm because of it. What was I turning into? Some sex hungry hussy ready to serve her alien masters? No way.

"We won't stop until you want us to, don't worry. Trish." He rolled the R in my name. I loved it. "Trish."

"Trish," the other two aliens echoed.

"I like that," Xil said, a smile audible in his voice. "We won't have to give you a new name."

I shouldn't be surprised that they were considering that as an option. These guys were crazy. And amazing at giving me pleasure.

"I'm going to remove the anal probe," Havel announced. "Then you're going to turn around so we can probe your other orifices."

That word took away some of my arousal. There had to be a better, sexier term for my holes.

"Don't," I moaned. "Keep it in. Do both at the same time."

Silence met my words. They hadn't expected that. I chuckled. It probably wasn't in their abduction course. Did that make it an extracurricular activity?

"Alright," the medic said after a while. "But turn to your side, we don't want you to get hurt. It'll be more comfortable that way."

The way he cared about my wellbeing while probing me was almost endearing. I was starting to think that these aliens had their hearts in the right place, despite their abduction fetish. They could have gone about it in a more violent manner, yet here they were, asking me how I wanted my probing to be done. Maybe that was why I wasn't reacting like a normal abduction victim should. Instead of running, screaming, attacking them, I was dripping wet and begging for a probe in my pussy.

I rolled onto my left and spread my legs. Matar grabbed my right leg and held it in position, saving me from having to expend any energy on it. I was now on full display, yet I didn't care.

"She's leaking," the captain said, sounding worried. "Female...Trish, is that normal? Are you unwell?"

"Normal," I managed to say before breaking into laughter. "Totally normal. Don't your females get wet when they're aroused?"

All three guys sucked in a breath, clearly shocked.

"No, they don't," Havel said after a moment's silence. "Is this water? Can I test it?"

For a moment, I thought he'd asked to taste it before I realised that he was a medic and probably interested in me from a scientific point of view.

"Go ahead," I offered, still laughing. "If your females don't have natural lubricants, doesn't it hurt them when you...you know. Wait, do you even have cocks? Like humans?"

This time, it was their turn to laugh.

"We do, sweet female," Matar chuckled. "Some of us even have more than just one."

I sat up a little to look at them. "What? More than one? How?"

Matar turned to the captain with an evil grin. "I think you'll have to show her, Xil."

"I don't think this is part of the probing," the yellow alien protested, his cheeks turning a dark ochre. "We're probing her, not she us."

"How many do you have?" I asked when he didn't start pulling down his trousers.

"Two," he replied without looking at me. "Some of us Kardarians are born with up to three. These two are lucky to only have one."

I frowned. "Why lucky? Most human men would happily have two dicks."

"It can get difficult. Even painful."

He didn't expand on that, leaving me burning with questions.

"If he gets an erection, he needs to get relief for both cocks," Havel explained, playing the helpful medic. "Most females don't like being penetrated by both at once and aren't always willing to be fucked twice, so he'll have to do it manually."