Pandora's Box

Liz woke to strange warmth, her sleeping bag and mattress suddenly hard and scaly. Her whole body ached, her throat was sore and there were stabbing pains in her ass and vagina. The insides of her thighs felt unpleasantly sticky, and there were stinging scratches over every inch of her skin. She croaked, desperately thirsty, then froze as she saw what was wrapped around her.

The largest of the aliens lay curled like a snake on the cold stone floor, bladed tail winding its way loosely around its victim. The other two had settled themselves beside the pair, facing the entrance of what she realised was a cave, dimly lit by what looked like a late afternoon sun. The sound of dripping water made her turn her head in longing, peering through the gloom.

The back of the cave had collapsed a long time ago, the river that had formed it now only a trickle. Moss and fungi grew near the lip and on the rubble of the cave-in, where dew trickled from the porous ceiling and a crack caused by the violence of the event and rainwater. Liz ignored this new plant life, attention fixed on the shallow pool that had formed by the debris.

She bit her lip, uncertain. If she moved she might wake the alien, if she didn’t she might die of dehydration. Eventually thirst won out, and she started to carefully ease her way out of the tail coiling around her. The spines snagged on what was left of her shirt, making the alien stir, and she froze.

It didn’t move again, and so she slowly and gently slipped free. For a moment she considered running for safety, but the other two aliens were between her and the entrance. She’d have a better chance if sneaking past if she wasn’t dizzy from lack of fluids.


The water was cool, and wonderfully refreshing. Liz cupped her hands and drank, careful not spill any, until her stomach was swollen with water. She caught sight of herself in the pool and saw her red-rimmed eyes and puffy face, the last shreds of her clothes failing to cover the scratches underneath and her mousy-brown hair matted with filth. Liz sighed quietly and sat back on her heels.

She didn’t know the alien was there until it had pounced, bearing her to the ground. Her scream of shock and terror loosened gravel from the ceiling and made the water ripple. It was the smallest one, and it scrabbled at her urgently before mounting and driving itself into her ass, making her shriek with pain. It started jerking its hips in quick, frenzied movements, squealing as it battered her guts.

A howl interrupted the rape, and it screeched as the biggest alien bounded over, knocking it away and out of Liz with one swipe of its forearm. She gasped and rolled on her back as it crouched over her, roaring at its brother. The other screeched back defiantly, and Liz screamed as the bigger alien’s genital slit opened and its cock emerged, probing the air. It grabbed hold of her hips with its claws and rammed itself inside her, then started fucking her with deep, brutal strokes, still roaring at its insolent younger sibling as it rutted. Liz’s back scraped across the floor with each thrust, burning as the tempo became rapid and harder, the alien’s back spines rattling in fury and lust.

It came with one final, violent lunge, seed and blood gushing from where it joined with its unwilling partner. The smallest alien screeched again, drowning out Liz’s broken whimpers. The elder had not withdrawn or loosened its grip. Its cock flexed inside her, still thick and hard, as it reared up and squealed furiously at its rebellious younger sibling. The other backed away slightly but squawked loudly, and the alien roared before starting to rut again. Liz sobbed as it pounded her into the rough stone floor, snarling and pumping its hips furiously.

It raped her three more times before the other alien retreated completely, sullen but obedient, and it came for one last time with a victorious squeal. Liz bit back a moan when it pulled out, cock sliding out of her on a slick of blood and semen. She lay still, not daring to move, but it appeared to be sated; it bounded towards its brothers and hooted oddly, looking towards the cave entrance. It was almost completely dark now, the only light on the cave from the sickly luminescent moss.

The aliens rattled their back spines, hooted together for a minute, then disappeared out of the cave mouth.
For a long while Liz simply stayed put, unwilling to believe they were truly gone and too tired to move anyway. Then she dared roll over and push herself to her knees, dragging herself back over to the pool and drinking again. Hunger gnawed along with all the other pains tormenting her, and she studied the fungus on the walls. She saw a few that were edible raw, but when she chewed them they tasted foul. She choked them down anyway, knowing she would need the energy they provided.

An inner voice was shouting at her to get up, to run, but she hesitated. It was dark, and the aliens were not the only predators on Pandora. Yet she couldn’t stay here. Eventually she crept to the mouth of the cave, eyes straining for any signs of movement.

There was none. Liz slowly emerged, wary but elated. The cave was halfway up a rocky mountain, the slope gentle and lightly forested. If she just kept following gravity she was bound to find a brook or a stream, and be able to follow it to the river and therefore civilisation. She breathed deeply of the cool night air and stepped forward.

A familiar screech made her cry in terror, as the trio of aliens emerged from the trees.


The pack had hunted well again, though not of humans; a herd of furry, horned creatures had fallen prey to them, and they had downed four before the others fled. Ordinarily they would have feasted where they killed, but instinct made the eldest brother want to return to the cave-nest as quickly as possible. They had gathered up the beasts and dragged them back, to find his two-legged creature standing by the opening of their den.

It wept when it saw them but it needn’t have worried; the eldest was only interested in the meat he carried, and contented himself with ordering his brothers to spread out and herd the human back inside. A few light blows with the flat of a bladed tail made their intention clear, and the creature obeyed them without any further protests.

The feast was long, and he savoured it as he savoured taking his little creature again afterwards, its moans and whimpers encouraging him on. His brothers sulked, but neither dared come near it now; he had marked it as his own and would not tolerate any other touching it.

He spilt his seed, wandered away to strip the rest of the meat from his kill, then returned and mounted the creature again, burying all of his impressive length inside it. He fucked it slowly this time, relishing the pleasure of its warm, quivering flesh around his cock, the delightful friction caused by its tight channel and small body. Insofar as he could plan ahead, the eldest brother was planning to keep his little pet a long, long time.