Asari TF (Alien + Monstrous Women Series)

Due to popular demand I'm posting my new series "Alien and Monstrous Women" (AMW) as individual works so that they can be purchased for a lot cheaper. I will be posting this series together eventually but I don't know how long this series is actually going to be.

"Alien and Monstrous Women" Part 4:

Allan was a hobbyist, and his hobby of late was trying to track down hackers that were infiltrating his favourite games. He'd been following the tell-tale signs of one in particular, as Mass Effect was loading in the background when he came across a reddit post implying that the recent disappearances were all connected to gaming in some way as those who'd disappeared had all been at their computers with a game either set up or loading. 

Allan glanced at his loading game. "Guess I'd be next then, huh?" he scoffed.

And as if devised by miracle intervention there was a flash of light and Allan's bedroom, computer and any familiar surroundings disappeared leaving him confused and staggering before falling over onto a hard, metallic floor. Blue and orange lights pulsed around him, and if he wasn't transfixed by the warped reflection of his face in the metal floor he might have noticed that he was in some futuristic room.

But he was transfixed by his reflection. Blue, feminine hands framed the sight, and he found himself staring into the wide eyes of his favourite Mass Effect race, the Asari. Only it seemed it was also his own eyes that he was staring into.

Shocked he fell backwards, only to find the strange sensation of his fall being buffeted by a large plump ass. The jiggling weight on his chest was also rather distracting, and he found himself taking them into his hands. He bit his lip, immediately feeling a warmth between his legs as he fondled his newly acquired assets.

"I have breasts!" he gasped in shock, and his eyes widened again as he heard his own soft, feminine voice.

He felt a warmth between his legs blossom into need and pressed a hand between his thighs, only to find his cock no more, and a wet, slick pussy there instead. Allan, or she supposed she were Alaine now, bit her lip and pressed her hand into the folds of her new pussy, completely unaware of the presence of another standing in the room, watching her.

To be continued...