Retribution
By niceman@ncsi.net

	Soth stretched lazily in his shallow pool as he listened to the 
music.  Around him, the tall, finely crafted crystals gently oscillated 
in the sunlight, producing pleasant tones which resonated into the warm 
slime he basked in.  Soth quietly "hummed" along with the music by flexing 
the color sacs along his body which made him ripple and scintillate dif-
ferent hues and patterns.  This past cycle had been good to him.  His craft 
at crystal formation was the envy of the valley.  His technique of tuning 
his crystals so that they would hang aloft in the air powered by their own 
music was quite the rage.  Soth's skin flashed red for a moment as he felt 
a tingle course through his members.  Aftershock of being granted by the 
elders to have first pick at impregnating the communal harem.  
	His thoughts drifted of the wonderful orgy he enjoyed the previous 
night.  The females' soft bodies a frenzy of changing colors...his tentacles 
intertwining with theirs over and over again.  Only the bright light that 
came down from the sky and landed in the next valley was a negative point 
to the evening.  It was so bright.  The rumbling sound as it slowly sank 
below the horizon spoiled the crystal's resonance, putting several females 
out of the mood.  Well, perhaps Gath will return with news soon.  Gath, his 
egg-brother, was chosen by the elders to investigate the light.  He was the 
brightest artisan and his theories on light were, though radical, brilliant.  
Soth looked up at the great red sun as it began to slowly sink beyond the 
mountains.  He had been gone since this morning.  Soth wished Gath would 
come back soon.  He was curious as to this new light as well.  Suddenly he 
was shaken from his thoughts by a shrill wail.  Soth stiffened his tentacles 
and extended himself to full height.  To his horror, he saw Gath stumbling 
down the hill.  His small, soft body cut and bleeding in several places.  
Over half of Gath's tentacles drug limply behind him.  Indeed, he was only 
using four to walk with.  Soth's skin went black with shock and fear as he 
saw that three of Gath's tentacles simply weren't there.  They ended abruptly 
off his bodymass in bloody stumps.  Soth threw an alert crystal into the air 
to call a healer.  It hovered in place and released it's shrill call as Soth 
moved to his crippled egg-brother.
	"Gath, by the One Who Hatched Us," he quivered, "what happened?!"
	"Monsters.  Horrible creatures." he coughed.  "They...."
	"The healer"s coming" said Soth, "don't talk.  It will be all right."  
Gath moaned and became limp as he slipped into unconsciousness.

* * *
Soth's body trembled with fear as he slowly peered over the hill.  Down below 
in the valley was a great object.  It looked to be made entirely of metal.  
Soth had once seen a scrap of metal that an explorer had brought back from the 
mountains in the north.  Metal was dug from the ground.  It couldn't be grown 
or shaped like a crystal.  To build with metal was incomprehensible, yet below 
him was a huge object.  It was larger than his entire village, and entirely 
metal.  Suddenly, Soth saw them.  Two horrible creatures.  They walked on two 
long, stiff appendages.  Even if Soth stretched his tentacles  at his full 
height he would only be half as tall as these beasts.  They had a moderate body 
mass with two stiff tentacles which hung to the side and a bulbous head on top.  
Soth wondered at the hideous creatures.  How can they move like that?  It is a 
strain to keep the muscles taught in his soft body to raise himself to full 
height, yet they seem to do it effortlessly, almost as if they had some inner 
frame holding them up, but that would be absurd.  Soth looked closer at the 
pair of monsters.  The larger one seemed to be more muscular, but the smaller 
had two large globes of flesh protruding from it's torso.  Soth nervously 
glanced back behind him at the large crystal laying in the shallow pool.  He 
shuddered as he looked at it, wondering which was more terrifying, the monsters 
or the contents of that crystal.  He skin rippled as he remembered the elders 
told him to bring it, and they knew best.  Suddenly, a shadow fell over him.  
Terrified, he turned to look up at the larger creature holding a long shaft of 
metal.  The thing touched Soth with the metal and electricity coursed through 
him, stunning Soth into unconsciousness.

* * * 
	Soth awoke painfully in some sort of crystal case.  No, not crystal.  
It didn't have the taste of crystal, but it was close.  He looked and saw 
he was in a small box not much bigger than he was.  There was metal joining 
the pieces of the clear almost-crystal and a metal assembly which prevented 
him from lifting the lid.  Soth looked out of his small prison.  All manner 
of metal objects were around him.  Soth look across the room and went jet 
black with terror and disbelief.  Along the wall, impaled on hooks, were 
his people.  Slowly and with horror, he counted the bodies, recognizing 
each one as he went.  Twenty-three.  His entire village.  Suddenly, a 
creature entered the room and walked over to the wall and pulled one of 
his people off a hook and produced a long, thin shard of metal which he 
used to cut Soth's friend into pieces!  Soth watched as the thing scooped 
up chunks of flesh and put them in a metal vat.  After adding other things...
powders and other organics Soth didn't recognize.  Soth's fear seeped away 
and was replaced by anger and hatred as he watched the creature pull Gath's 
body off the wall and similarly dismember him, taking small chunks and eating 
them as he did so!!  Soth's skin grew white with hate as the beast left the 
room.  Filled with resolve Soth plotted his revenge.	
	Soth examined his prison.  Not crystal, but close enough.  Soth was the 
best crystal artist his village has....had to offer.  He placed the tips of 
his tentacles onto the material and began to vibrate them.  It took longer 
than usual, but soon he found it's resonance and like crystal, the material 
bent to his will and flowed apart.  Soon there was an opening large enough 
for him to escape through.  Once out Soth found a small opening in the wall 
and felt moving air.  Soth darted down the shaft, leaving a small trail of 
slime as the only indication of his presence.
	Soth traveled down the air shaft into a large room.  Inside was a 
collection of crystals, boxes of soil and vats of slime from his valley.  
He wondered why they were here, but then felt a leap of joy as he saw one 
particular crystal.  Quickly, Soth moved to it and caressed it with the 
opening vibrations taught to him by the elders.  The crystal flowed away 
to reveal the protector.  It was larger than Soth and the crystal had flowed 
to form a tough carapace over it's body and the tips of its tentacles were 
sheathed in black crystal daggers.  With a hiss it awoke and immediately 
crouched staring at Soth, four of it's tentacles arched high over it's back, 
the deadly crystal tips poised to strike Soth at a moment's notice.  Soth 
immediately shifted his skin to the colors of command.
	"Guardian." he spoke.  "It is I who released you.  Your time is at hand.  
I am the last of our people.  Those you protect are murdered.  Not in a 
thousand hatchings have we done this, but now I shift from the colors of 
protection to the colors of revenge!"  Soth's skin became blood red with 
streaks of white and black.  The Guardian's color shifted to match and it 
released a chilling howl.
	"I offer myself to you so you may know your enemy.  Avenge us so we 
may live again."  said Soth.  With blinding speed the Guardian leapt onto 
Soth, thrusting it's deadly tentacles deep into him.  In seconds it was over.

* * *
	Ensign Mike Jensen ducked into the cargo bay and went to the back 
behind some crates.  Being on a deep-space exploration vessel was bad 
enough, but to be stuck on one with nine gorgeous women when you're the 
ugliest of the four men onboard really sucked!  No matter how hard he tried, 
none of these babes would give him the time of day.  Still, there is something 
to be said for being a maintenance assistant Mike thought as he opened a pocket 
and produced a small viewing console.  He smiled and slid a hand into his pants 
as the screen came to life showing the shower of the fantastically built com-
munications officer, Lt. Tina Mastin.  Mike licked his lips he watch Tina soap 
her cantaloupe-sized breasts.  Sudsy water traced its way around the silver 
dollar-sized aureoles of her perfect tits while she ran her fingers through 
her soapy blonde hair.  Mike squeezed his rock hard shaft and moaned as she 
bent over to get the soap, giving him a perfect view of her delicious pussy.  
He was so aroused he didn't notice the soft clicking sound of something 
scurrying onto the top of a crate in front of him.  Suddenly there was a 
blur of movement and Mike looked up in time to see the Guardian shoot into 
the air and come down onto him.  Mike felt the searing pain of a dozen sharpened 
tentacles plunge through his chest in a spray of blood.  Mike opened his mouth 
to scream, but another tentacle thrust past his lips and exploded out the back 
of his head, nailing Mike to the crate behind him.  Almost as fast as the attack 
happened, it was over, climaxed by the Guardian burrowing into Mike's chest and 
disappearing.  For a moment all was silent, then Mike's head jerked up and a 
strange light shone in his eyes.  Drenched in blood, Mike stood up slowly and 
deliberately.  Looking down he picked up the fallen viewpad.  The image of Tina 
in the shower reflected evilly in Mike's glowing eyes and he began to smile.
	"Huumansss" rasped Mike-Guardian lecherously.

* * * 
	Tina Mastin's large breasts hung pendulously as she bent over to towel-dry 
her shapely legs.  Even though she was trying to dry herself off she couldn't 
help feeling herself getting wet as she thought about 1st Officer Hamilton.  
He was such a hunk!  She couldn't wait to see him tonight.  Suddenly from in 
the main area of her quarters there was a crash.  Startled, Tina wrapped the 
towel around her and went into the darkened room.  She gasped as she saw Mike 
Jensen standing in her room!  His back was to her but Mike's lard ass was 
unmistakable.  Above him the panel to the air vent was torn open.  Enough 
was enough.
	"Ok you pervert," said Tina, "just what the hell are you doing?  I know 
you try to peep on all the women on the ship but this is going too far!"  Mike 
stood motionless in front of Tina, his back still to her.
	"Did you hear what I said you shit?" she said as she grabbed his shoulder 
and turned him around.  Tina screamed as she saw that Mike's mouth was mostly 
gone and his chest was a seething mass of bloody flesh.  Suddenly Mike's chest 
exploded into a dozen tentacles which engulfed the terrified girl.  The tentacles 
poured out of Mike's chest, drawing his body behind them, turning it inside out.  
Tina struggled in an insane panic as the tentacles wrapped around each of her 
arms and legs, forcing her into a spread-eagled position three feet off the floor.  
Another tentacle tore away the towel from her naked body as two more encircled 
her breasts.  Struggling and screaming helplessly Tina watched as the bloody 
pulp that was Mike take shape into a humanoid creature ten feet tall.  It's 
muscular arms, legs and shoulders was sheathed in black crystal while it's 
chest and stomach appeared to by nothing but tangles of tentacles.  A single 
red-slitted eye looked back at her over a large slathering mouth like a lamprey--
full of teeth, suckers, and small tentacles.
	"It will do no good to scream," it rasped in a gurgling voice, "Mike-
Guardian was good enough to activate the room's sonic dampeners.  No one can 
hear you.  Please scream as loud as you like, however.  It reminds this one 
of the crystal songs we sang before you destroyed us.  Here, let us help you."  
With blinding speed one of the larger tentacles shot up between Tina's thighs 
and deep into her tight pussy.  Tina screamed and bucked as the tentacle began 
to piston in and out of her in a furious rhythm.  Tina screamed and gasped until 
she couldn't breath, then moaned and whimpered as the beast fucked her mercilessly.
	"I am Soth-Guardian" it croaked.  "I will return to you the genocide you 
gave to my people in kind."  A tentacle arced up and thrust into Tina's mouth, 
choking her as it began to force her to give a devil-spawned blowjob.
	"Mike-Guardian's memories inform me well.  Your numbers are vast and you 
are powerful, but I have justice on my side."  Tina moaned loudly as the mass 
of tentacles continued to fuck her deep and fierce. 
	 "I know I will need an army.  Fortunately Mike-Guardian has once again 
aided my cause.  To me you are nothing more than animals.  Monstrous beasts in 
need of extermination.  After absorbing this Mike-creature I have become 
compatible to your physiology.  There are more than enough females on this ship 
to create a new breed pool.  You were kind enough to bring some of the catalyst 
slime from my world as specimens." gurgled Soth-Guardian as he pulled Tina up 
to his mouth.
	"By the time we reach your base you and the other women will have spawned 
enough Guardians that we may wipe them out and take their women to fuck and breed 
even more Guardians!  Soon your race will be gone!!"  Tina could to nothing but 
moan and whimper in protesting reply.  She could feel the swollen member 
thrusting between her legs as it filled her completely.  Her magnificent tits 
were cruelly squeezed as she bounced on top of the pillar of insatiable tentacles.  
Soth-Guardian's sucker-like mouth moved over her heaving breast and took the entire 
massive gland into it. sucking it fiercely.  Tina bucked and screamed as she felt 
the lamprey-like teeth pierce her breast while the inner mouth tentacles tugged 
and pulled at her rock-hard nipple.  Tina arched her back as she felt the 
tentacles swell and erupt, shooting lava-hot deep into her cum-soaked pussy 
and throat.  Tina hung in the mass of tentacles totally spent.  She was barely 
conscious as she felt herself being rolled over so she was suspended hands-and-
knees in midair.  Her eyes grew wide with terror and pain as she felt several 
tentacles thrust into her cunt and ass.  As she screamed at the new onslaught, 
she heard a twinge of Mike's voice mixed with the Guardian's.
	"Now, we do it for pleasure..."



End of Part One....