Lucas roused slowly in the dark room, trying to remember where he was, what he was doing here. Where "here" even was. There was no light, so it wasn't in his own house - the only room that was truly dark was his closet, and the room felt too big for that. A faint eyeshine appeared not far in front of him, emerald green eyes with slitted pupils.
 
"Caiten!" He gasped, remembering. One of the bipedal cat-aliens had grabbed him into the back of a van, there had been an acrid scent, and then...nothing. He must have been drugged!
 
"Not...exactly," the creature half-purred, closing in on him to rumble in his ear. Her voice was kept quiet, her forepaw dragging her claws over the floor to cover her words. "I was once human, like you. The Caiten are not the only perverts in the galaxy," she finished with a soft chuckle. "Humanity is just as twisted, but our perversions are buried and concealed. *Shhhink, shink* Her claws dragged over the tile floor.
 
"If...if you aren't...let's get out of here!" He gasped and pleaded, a moment of hope spurring him on. "They'll kill us both, in their dicks! They're twisted monsters!"
 
"They are far more my people than humanity has been in hundreds of years," she growled softly, those words snuffing out his momentary hope more thoroughly than he'd have thought possible a mere day prior.
 
Since then, though, he'd seen the videos of what they did to human prisoners, shoving their soft-skinned...prey into heavy, furred sheathes, forcing their victims into their balls and then...the orbs would round out, emergent cocks throbbing and spurting seed until it was clear there was no longer a living human in their balls. "Processing," they'd called it, a dark euphamism for what the United Stars properly called, "Murder."
 
"I...I'll serve you! I'll be your spy! Please, I don't want to...to..." He begged, the words sticking in his throat.
 
"Die? Unfortunately for you, your clone will be far easier to ensure loyalty from," she purred. Her words just crushed every momentary hope with a terrible certainty, every faint light proving to be another train closing in from the darkness. Lucas just sobbed softly, tensing up as a feline hand stroked his cheek.
 
"Just relax, human. I promise you, your end will be pleasurable, not painful," she rumbled softly, her tail flicking the lightswitch on. His tormentor appeared to be one of the 'tauric xenofelines, her ebony fur blending into the darkness, with a long, even darker head of hair. She wasn't wearing much, just a black leather vest and collar, the latter studded with a series of diamonds. She was unusual for a Caiten; they weren't given to wearing jewelry, for one, but there was also the half-dozen heavy breasts coating her feral half's underside. They led down to what he expected, and feared, to see: a heavy cannon of a sheath leading to the massive ballsack...no, "processors," Lucas corrected himself. They hung heavily between her hindlegs, clearly on display as she was settled on her haunches.
 
"My name's Jewel," she introduced herself, again something the Caiten never did in the videos. They always treated humans as mere meat, not worthy of so much as an introduction. She looked past him, "No, Rosa; you did not manage to kill me that night, but I'll still happily stay here and kill for you," she declared, a faintly-amused grin on her muzzle.
 
Lucas looked over his shoulder, confused, seeing only a one-way mirror. They - the Caiten - were here, he realized with a pulse of fear, and this creature...she was going to kill him exactly as if she were one of them, even though she claimed she wasn't! "But...why?!" He pleaded in terrified confusion, looking this monstrosity, this "Jewel," over.
 
"Don't worry," Jewel answered with a smirk, circling around the human to lay his chair down on his back, his weight cutting back the circulation in his hands. Coming back around, she stepped over him, her sheath hanging heavily as she lined it up with his feet. A cold fear coursed up his spine as he looked between his iegs to that wrinkled maw of flesh. The inside was barely visible, a slick redness visible through a shining, heavy drop of pre that oozed from the opening. "I'll explain myself to them, but you'll already be cum," she pseudo-explained, moaning softly as her sheath *squelshed* softly over his feet and ankles! Tied together as they were, he could only try to squirm them, stirring her depths helplessly as her pre almost-instantly melted the organic twine binding them together.
 
"No-no-noooo," Lucas whimpered, the heat and moisture of her pre oddly soaking into his flesh and clothing. A low *glurp* echoed from her sack as the felitaur moaned with lust and pleasure. The instant he felt the bindings on his ankles break, he tried some of the more effective resistance techniques he saw the POWs use in those videos, trying to spread his legs and dig his heels roughly into the tender flesh of the shemale's sheath. It hadn't actually helped those men at all, but it had at least forced their captors to swarm them and work together to cram them into those "processors." If he could force the same situation, but his captors came into conflict, maybe...
 
However, he was not as fit as those men in the videos, and this creature was far more flexible. Her sheath stretched, the felitaur moaning heavily as her muscular passage reflexively clenched in response! She simply moaned with pleasure, steady *shlorp-slurp-shlups* echoing as her body dragged her forwards over his knees and up over his thighs. Clear, viscous but slick pre spurted and sprayed over him, pooling around his back and soon melting through the bindings around his wrists.
 
Lucas forced himself not to think too much about what that meant for him, grabbing her nipples and tugging roughly, trying to use any purchase he had to try to escape! Faint strands of white tainted her pre as he felt his feet bottom out in her lengthy sheath, the heavy barrel of flesh covering him from toes to rump. His efforts only managed to draw a low moan of pleasure from the felitaur, though, her lower nipples answering his tugs with spurts of milk that slicked his hands and freed his grip. A couple quick steps forward and a buck of her hips shoved him free of the chair, leaving him with nothing to grab or resist her body with.
 
That sheath rippled and swallowed hard, slurping and swallowing against his clothing and skin. The human started screaming as he felt his feet *shlorp* through that final ring, entering the lush confines of the felitaur's sack. He could feel the hot seed within sticking to his clothing and skin, the former melting away in mere seconds. She dropped atop him, smothering the human in her heavy undercleavage, letting him feel her delighted purring rumble through his imprisoned body.
 
His breath ran out swiftly, the human male struggling to draw in air past the lush softness of the heavy tits covering him. Jewel let off her weight slightly, her sheath swallowing hungrily and forcing him to "kneel" inside her sack. "That's enough screaming~ You're going to be good, now?" She demanded, before pressing her weight back down threateningly. Lucas simply nodded and whimpered, trapped and finally surrendering as a *squelsh* forced her seed up around his trapped body. It all-but-washed away his clothing, exposing his member to the smooth, slick internal flesh of her masculine passage. In mere moments, she was intentionally flexing and rippling against his cock, the human involuntarily stiffening.
 
Those delightful attentions helped distract him, Lucas finally starting to properly surrender to the passage devouring him. Lewd, soft slurps and squelshes marked his descent, together with soft moans from the felitaur devouring him. With his hips involuntarily grinding against the interior of her sheath, it was less than a minute before his cock and balls were squeezed into her sack, his eyes opening wide as he realized he was up to his neck in her masculinity! Starting to take a deep breath, panic rising, he never had the chance to scream again, though, as one final ripple engulfed him fully. His hands had found his dick earlier, and now refocused on stroking his turgid length.
 
Jewel's forepaws stroked her sheath as she rolled onto her flank, forcing the human the rest of the way into her fat sack to curl up within. Hot seed soaked into his flesh, starting to soften him as her thick cock emerged to fill out her sheath and surge free, properly sealing the male within. Hot, musk-laden air was the only breath he could find, those slick walls clenching and rippling softly over his body. Again and again, kneading that seed into his skin, heating him up and helping to curl him up until his cocktip found his lips. He couldn't mind the near-impossibility of the position with his cock half-buried in his mouth, his body starting to lose integrity as the felitaur's forepaws ground over his trapped body.
 
Bucking hips, churning seed, a sloshing sack, the bulges of the human within didn't last long. In mere minutes they rounded out, his body spasming with helpless orgasm, flooding his mouth with seed seconds before both cock and mouth ceased to exist. There was not quite oblivion, though, as he became faintly aware of a distant *shlick-plap-schlick-plap!* There was some level of realization that Jewel was masturbating, a strange thrill passing through his swirling essence.
 
Jewel had unrolled a heavy-duty condom suitable for the job over her spire, anchoring it carefully over the canine-esque knot at the base of her spire. Duty accomplished, she set about the pleasurable part of the job with abandon, stroking her spire and tit-fucking herself eagerly! It didn't take long, with her balls swollen with over twenty gallons of ex-human felitaur cum. Her cum, nothing left of his genetics, and as her cock surged the first time, oblivion finally fully claimed the human. Jewel yowled with pleasure, her cock leaping and spurting, rounding out the condom and flooding it with cum! Her sack shrunk steadily, finishing out only slightly larger than when she started, the felitaur tying off the rubber full of swirling, virile seed and rolling to her feet. Time to deal with the fallout of her earlier comments...