Parasites Love Earth!

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  When Balok returned for the final evening, he chuckled as he found Chad lying face down in front of the front door. As he walked over him, Balok remembered that is where he ordered Chad to wait for him the previous night.. He ordered Chad to get up and follow him to the bedroom. That is where Missy lay, also waiting for him, totally naked, with her legs spread, as he had commanded.

  "Ah, good, you're ready."

  "What are you going to do to me?" She sobbed.

  "I'm going to take everything else you have," said Balok, shedding his clothes.

  "No, please don't!" Missy pleaded.

  "Let's get a second opinion. You, boyfriend. What is your name?"

  "Chad."

  "Really?" said Balok, making a face. "All right, Chad. Do you want me to ravage your lady friend here?" He stared intently into Chad's eyes, and subtly nodded.

  "Yes." said Chad.

  "Yes, what?"

  "Yes, I want you to ravage Missy."

  Balok turned to Missy and shrugged helplessly. "It's what the public demands."

  Missy squealed as Balok sank his fangs deep into her breasts. Behind him, Chad stood there, watching impassively.

  ********

  They were four college grads, who were sharing an apartment.

  An apartment where Balok had paid a visit.

  At first, it looked like all four of them had been drained. Sam interviewed each one. They all told of the same story. They had met a dark haired man at a party. After that, they remembered nothing. Over a period of two days their breasts had been drained. Something had happened to their vaginas as well. They no longer experienced sexual pleasure of any kind.

  At least, that's what happened to three of the roommates. The fourth one, a slender girl named Yung-Suk, said, "I'm fine. My parts... they all work."

  Sam exchanged excited glances with Janice. If this woman survived an attack from the Valvans, maybe she had some kind of natural immunity, that they could exploit and use against the creature.

  "Your breasts weren't drained at all, dear?" Janice asked, gently touching Yung-Suk's breasts.

  "No, they're the same," said Yung-Suk. She rubbed the top of her head. "The only thing is that the top of my head feels sore. Like I've been standing on it, or something."

  "I do not believe the Valvans drained this woman," said Dunlop 4.

  "Why not?" Sam asked.

  "She is not feminine enough," said Dunlop.

  Yung-Suck's mouth opened in surprise.

  "I do not mean to offend," said Dunlop. "But the sexual energy is stored in breast size. Smaller breasts store less. It is likely that the Valvans did not think it worth his time to drain this one."

  "I knew I should only have brought flat chested women on this mission," said Jack.

  "Colonel!" said Janice.

  "I'm being serious, Doc," said Jack.

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  Back at HomePlanet Security Headquarters, General Henderson was briefed on the effect on the victims. The holodisplay was showing a recording of Janice working with one of the victims, whose face was obscured for privacy purposes.

  Janice started to rub the woman's nipples. "As you can see, I get no reaction. This woman is no longer capable of getting nipple erections." She turned to the woman. "Spread your legs, please."

  The woman complied, and the holo zoomed in on her now hairless vagina. Janice spread the woman's now slender folds, and started to rub the clitoris. "Do you feel anything, dear?"

  "No," said the woman.

  Janice turned to the camera. "I cannot sexually arouse this woman through normal means. This woman's sexuality has been totally drained."

  Janice, who was sitting in the conference room watching the recording with them, pressed the pause button on the recording of herself.

  "They were totally drained of their sexuality?" said General Henderson.

  "Maybe you weren't rubbing her the right way," said Jack.

  Janice gave him a dirty look. "These women can never have a normal sex life, or a sex life of any kind, ever again. It's lost to them."

  "Is there nothing we can do for these victims?"

  "I don't know," said Janice. "We can try to use hormones to induce a second puberty... but it's never been done before with adults who have already gone through it. The results might be unpredictable."

  "If we manage to capture the Valvans, it is also possible we might be able to restore some of the sexual energy he stole from his victims," said Dunlop 4.

  "Is that possible?"

  "Perhaps," said Dunlop 4. "But keep in mind he consumes much of the energy he steals. We will never be able to restore all that was lost."

  "Keep on it. I want this creature found," said General Henderson.

  ********

  Balok needed a woman.

  Actually, Balok needed two women.

  Of course, Balok really needed many women. His hunger was never ending; he had endured several hundred years, virtually in a coma state, not feeding until he dined on the crew of the Container Ship.

  But what he needed most were two women.

  But not just any women.

  He needed the most beautiful dark haired woman on the planet. Or at least, one of the most beautiful brunettes.

  And he needed one of the most beautiful redheads. And not just a beautiful one, but one who was resistant to his charms.

  Why Balok would want a woman resistant to his charms would seem counterintuitive; but his slaves did not question his orders, they only obeyed.

  In addition to sucking the gender out of a number of healthy, attractive females, Balok also created several slaves, whose minds belonged to him. These were not full Valvans as he was, but he did imbue them with minor powers, to mesmerize their victim, and to suck their gender essence, as he did. These he commanded to locate and find the two women he was seeking.

  They obeyed. Over the next two weeks they brought him a parade of dazed, mesmerized women. Although Balok fed on a few, choice morsels, he realized he wasn't going to find what he was looking for that way.

  So he actually set up a talent agency, to attract aspiring models and actresses. This was much more efficient, and soon Balok was seeing holos of greater numbers of women.

  But still he couldn't quite find either of the two he wanted.

  He explored prospects in other venues as well. One of his slaves owned a lesbian fetish club near Washington DC, and told Balok she had a prospect there who would be perfect for him. So one evening Balok was in one of the encounter rooms of the fetish club, staring at a red headed woman, totally nude, who was handcuffed to a bar protruding from the ceiling. In addition to having gorgeous red hair, the woman had large, pouty breasts.

  Balok rubbed his hands along the woman's thighs. "How nice of you to have yourself bond up for me," he said appreciatively. "What is your name, little one?"

  "Janice Whistler," said the woman tonelessly. Janice had thought she was giving herself a special treat when she signed up to be whipped at the Pussycat Club in Alexandria, but didn't realize she herself would be the treat. She had been memorized by one of Balok's slaves and held for his inspection.

  Balok inserted a finger between her nether lips. "So soft," he whispered.

  "Is she the one, master?" his slave asked.

  "Look at me, Janice Whistler. Look at me!"

  Janice slowly complied.

  "Do you want me to take you, to make you mine?"

  "Yes, Master," said Janice.

  "She is not the one," said Balok.

  "But-"

  "She not the one," said Balok. He eyed her hungrily, letting his hand fall along the curves of her ass. "But she might be a useful instrument...."

  ********

  Finally, Balok found the redhead he was looking for, purely by accident. She was a gorgeous beauty, with thick, wavy red hair, and wonderful curve front and back. She wiggled as she walked. Balok followed her, and at one point, appeared in front of her, blocking her way.
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  "Hello," said Balok.

  "Hi," said the woman.

  He stared at her intently with his mesmerizing eyes. She stared into his eyes, gazing, gazing...

  "Would you like to become acquainted with me?"

  The woman seemed about to say yes, she really did, but something snapped within her, and she broke the spell, and said, "I don't think so." And started walking past him.

  Balok gave a great smile.

  He followed her home, found out her name, and found out everything about her.

  Her name was Susan McReady, age 24, a graduate student, and... she had a younger sister, age 19.

  Once Balok found out about the younger sister, he knew that Susan was the one.

  Two days later, he was ready. When Susan came home from classes to the apartment she rented, she found Balok there, waiting for her.

  "Who are you?" she said, immediately becoming frightened.

  "Your greatest lover," said Balok.

  "I'm going to call the police!" Susan cried, raising her comm.

  "Drop the device," said Balok casually.

  Susan dropped her comm. She tried to reach for it, on the floor, but couldn't quite touch it.

  "You won't be able to get it," said Balok. "You will now agree to become my bride."

  "Your bride? Are you kidding, old man?" said Susan.

  "If you will not have me, I will take another."

  "Go ahead!" Susan snapped.

  Balok snapped his fingers, and Susan's younger sister Emily obediently entered the room.

  "Emily! What are you doing here?"

  "She is to become my bride, in your place."

  "Em, get out of here!" Susan cried.

  "Remove your clothes," said Balok, putting a hand on Emily's shoulder.

  Emily slowly started to remove her clothes, starting with her blouse.

  "What have you done to her?" Susan asked, watching Emily remove her blouse. She then started working on her bra.

  "She is mine. To do with as I wish."

  Emily removed her bra, revealing her pear shaped breasts. She started working on her skirt.

  "No, Em!"

  But Emily didn't seem to hear Susan. Her face was blank. She removed her skirt and then lowered her panties. She was a redhead, like Susan, but not as much as one, and the hair between her legs was darker.

  "What are you going to do to her?" Susan cried.

  "I am going to suck her dry," said Balok. And then he smiled, and showed his fangs.

  "You're like some kind of vampire!" Susan turned, and ran for the door. Or at least, she tried to. But her feet wouldn't move.

  "Oh no, you're going to watch every moment of your sweet sister being drained," said Balok. He smiled, opened his mouth, and sank his fangs deep into her right breast.

  Emily screamed.

  Susan yelled at him to stop, but he continued. Balok sucked and sucked, and drained and drained, while Emily obediently stood there, whimpering. When he pulled back, there was blood in his mouth.

  And Emily's right breast was half the size of the left.

  "Did you enjoy that? Are you ready to watch me do the other one?"

  "No!" Susan cried.

  "I can restore her," said Balok.

  "You can?" said Susan, looking at her maimed, mesmerized sister, still standing there with one semi-deflated breast.

  "Yes," said Balok. "All you have to do is agree to be my bride."

  Susan didn't really know what Balok intended those words, but she couldn't just stand there and watch her sister be tortured. She nodded.

  "What does that mean?"

  "I'll do it," said Susan. "I'll be your bride. Just don't harm my sister."

  Balok smiled. Everything was happening just like last time.

  "Very good, my dear," he said, moving forward and putting an arm around her, which gave her the chills.

  "Can you heal her now?" Susan asked, in a small voice.

  "Of course! Once you and I do one small thing," he said, leading her to the bedroom.

  Susan never clearly remembered what happened after that. Balok made love to her, that was clear. But he didn't drain her, not in the way he had done to Emily. In fact, she felt like she was having energy being put within her. Energy, and something else. As Balok thrust between her legs, she felt an unfamiliar warmth, rising from her vagina, trickling up into her body. And Balok's face was right on top of hers, and those dark eyes started into her.

  "Open your mind to me," she heard, in her head.

  "Open your mind," she heard again.

  Susan gave in to it. She knew she had to, to save Emily. She stared into Balok's eyes, and didn't resist. She felt some power reaching into her head. Altering her. Changing her. She didn't attempt to fight it, but just lay back, and accepted it. She felt herself changing. Something else started to build in her mind. A different identity. It was foreign, alien to her, until it took over enough of her mind, that suddenly, it became her. Susan gasped. She no longer knew who she was. She had become something else.

  When Susan woke the following morning, she noticed the changes immediately. Her red hair had somehow become even brighter; her breasts had become even fuller. She had new hungers and appetites she didn't fully understand; and she had come to love Balok, without reservation.

  She saw him lying next to her, just staring at her, and a surge of lust shot through her. She immediately smiled at him, and rubbed against him, and kissed him. He kissed her back, and they made passionate love together. And as she did so, she called out his name lovingly. "Balok... Balok... Balok..." and he called out her name, once, when he roared and filled her with his seed.

  "Thalessa!"

  Thalessa. That had been her name.

  As they lay together, arm in arm, Balok waited for her reaction.

  "Thalessa," said Susan. "That was my name."

  "That is your name," said Balok.

  "I have lived before... I was somewhere else."

  Balok held her face in his hands. "You were always with me, my loving bride," he said, as he kissed her. She returned the kiss, hungrily.

  As she pulled back, she said, "Why can't I remember my past?"

  "In time, my love, you will. The memories are all within you," said Balok. "But what do you want to do first?" The question seemed to be a test.

  "I want to feed," said Susan, now Thalessa, not even sure what she meant as she said it.

  "I have breakfast ready for you," said Balok. He snapped his fingers, and Emily, who had obediently stood in the living room all night in a trance, entered.

  "Emily," Thalessa gasped. She remembered now, seeing the one breast deflated.

  "We can't have her walking around like that, can we? Even her out, Thalessa."

  Thalessa stared at her former sister. One breast was a large, C cup, and the other was smaller, like an A cup.

  "You don't have to drain her all," said Balok, sensing her hesitancy. "Just even her out."

  Thalessa walked over to Emily. The scent of her gender was powerful. It made her hungry. She looked at her full, left breast. She reached down to give her sister's nipple gentle kiss. She sucked on it. Emily was stoned faced. But Thalessa loved the taste of it. She couldn't resist. Before she realized what she was doing, she sunk her fangs into Emily's areola.

  Emily cried out as Thalessa fed from her. Thalessa started to drain the gender from Emily's left breast.

  "Good, good," said Balok, who was suddenly behind her, rubbing her shoulders.

  Thalessa fed and fed, and only pulled away when Balok pulled her back.

  "How was it?"

  "It was good. So very good," said Thalessa, wiping her bloody lips. She looked at Emily's left breast, which was now nearly as deflated as her right. "But I still have a tremendous hunger."

  Balok laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "There is a whole world of slaves out there for you to feed upon."

  Together they laughed, arm in arm, as Emily, with her deflated breasts, woodenl
y watched.

  ********

  She was a Valvan Princess.

  That was the very first thing she remembered.

  On Visenia, Thalessa was royalty, which also meant, by definition, that she was also a Valvan. There were perhaps a few hundred Valvans on the entire planet. And then there were several million slaves.

  Slaves of every kind. Slaves who worked in their palaces; slaves who worked in industry, or in the military; slaves used for sex; and of course, the most important kind of slave of all; those who were fed upon.

  With millions of slaves, and only a small number of Valvans, most slaves were spared having their gender drained from them. Some Valvans were more "high minded" and only drained a little gender from each subject, selecting women with large breasts, for example, and only taking enough from them to reduce them to average sized ones.

  But Thalessa never pretended to be high minded.

  She had been created by Balok the Great, who was also called Balok the Cruel and Balok the Terrible. Balok thought nothing about having wild parties, getting rip roaring drunk, and completely draining every serving girl in the room, down to their flat chests. During Selection Days, he would sometimes order whole families to step forward and ask them each to choose a family member to be drained of gender. He was said to be crueler than the other Valvans because he enjoyed not merely draining his slaves, but inspiring terror among them as he did.

  And Balok encouraged such cruel tendencies in Thalessa. He started her training by bringing in a family of a man and his wife and his four adult children, ranging in ages from 16 to 24, and asked Thalessa which one "She wanted first". And he and Thalessa would drain each family member, one by one, while the others watched. First they drained the children, while the parents watched.

  "Be proud!" said Balok, after he had finished draining one of the children. "Your daughter is now a little girl again!", and he pointed boldly at the young girl with totally deflated breasts, and a now hairless vagina. A sexually mature 20 year old girl had been reduced to the age of 10 in the span of moments. The only difference is that the 10 year old girl had the mind of a 20 year old, and would never, ever again have a sexually mature body.