How to Train Your Alien 6

Anon breathed in sharply at the feeling of something licking and moistening his face, breaking the spell of sleep and breathing in some sweet air that his body would soon need to fuel his previously inactive muscles.  The wet thing licked his skin again, this time in the eyelid and Anon jerked his hand to smack it but his arm was met with resistance.  Anon sharply opened his eyes and was met with the visage of Amber, her tongue stretching out of her mouth much further than should be possible, hovering in front of his face, she briefly licked the tip of his nose and her tongue suddenly retracted into her mouth

She smiled, happy that he had woken up, and she brought her face closer to rub her furry cheek against his, in a show of affection.  Anon quickly realized that he could not move at all.  He felt somewhat paralyzed, like how one feels when they wake up in a very comfortable position and don’t really want to move a muscle and break the spell.  Suddenly, he felt pressure against his whole body, something was squeezing him.  If felt restricting and a little claustrophobic.  Anon desperately glanced downwards, he saw that a fleshy, enormous sinuous body of a snake was completely wrapped around him.  The snake was about a foot in diameter, larger than any snake he had ever seen before.  He turned his eyes and neck to the right to look at Amber who had laid her head down next to his and saw that her neck was attached to the snake’s body.  The fur on her neck abruptly changed to scales, she was a snake from the neck down and a pony from the neck up.

She looked a little concerned and perhaps nervous, seeming to have sensed his discomfort.  Anon felt the snake muscles ripple against his body as her incredibly strong muscles shifted against his skin.  He then noticed that under his head, where his pillow should have been was a curled coil of soft but slightly shifting snake muscle supporting his head and neck.  The flesh made a very comfy pillow, it was either soft or firm depending on whether or not the muscle was being flexed.  The muscles twitched, Anon was scared at the power this strange being possesed over him.  He had no doubt that if the abomination chose to flex her muscles even a fraction of their full power she could easily squeeze the life out of him.  Anon nervously smiled at Amber’s gentle and friendly looking face that was inexplicably perched on the body of the most frighteningly powerful snake he had ever encountered.

“Uh, good morning!  You seem to be a bit clingy today.”  Anon chuckled nervously from inside his prison.  “You’re always clingy, aren’t you?”

He felt her body relax around him as he talked to her, his voice seemed to put her at ease.  He relaxed as well, accepting the futility of his predicament.  Her expression softened and she flickered her forked tongue out of her mouth almost inquisitively.  She suddenly yawned and her mouth opened unnaturally widely, her cheeks stretching and seeming to split apart, her jaw opened much more widely than should be possible for a pony and her long, sinuous snake tongue reached out of her mouth.  The bones on her face subtly shifted their shape and stretched, her jaw lengthened and her mandibles seperated in a very snakelike way, her chin separating apart and her skin stretching to compensate, even her teeth seemed to lengthen slightly into fang-like structures.  She didn’t even seem to be thinking about how strange and perhaps even frightening her shapeshifting yawn could be.  She seemed to be adopting the mannerisms and body structure of a snake subconsciously.  If he had any doubts before, he was now sure that she was fully capable of swallowing him whole, just like a snake would to their prey.  Now that he thought about it, he was in the classic position right before a snake would eat its prey with his body within the snake’s grip and his head situated near the monster’s enormous maw, ready to be eaten.  She certainly seemed to be using those mannerisms in the way her body wrapped around his and how she shapeshifted her face to function like a snake’s.  Oh no, were the snake instincts she used tempting her to eat him?

Amber’s eyes were slitted like a snake’s when she opened them now finished with her yawn but they quickly shifted back to the round irises of a pony.  She smacked her lips in a somewhat relaxed, and self-satisfied expression her face shifting back to its normal pony features.  Anon grimaced in fear, wondering if this disturbingly cute and seemingly innocent monster was going to eat him or not.  Amber paused her face hovering in front of Anon, wondering what she had done wrong.

Anon rolled his eyes at this almost naive eldritch horror and sighed in a frustrated way.  “If you would, next time could you please refrain from opening your mouth _quite_ so widely?  It’s slightly disturbing, to be completely honest.”  Anon shivered just a little at the thought of the shapeshifter swallowing him whole.  If she decided to do such a thing to him, he didn’t think there would be much he could do about it.

Of course, the monster didn’t understand him but she did seem to understand something was wrong when he shivered.  A sympathetic whining noise came from her throat when she felt him shiver inside her coils.  In response she tightened her grip on him and began to lick his face with her long, flexible tongue.  Her tongue was no longer in the forked form of a snake’s, it was in the form of a mammal's, thick and textured.  Anon began to squirm and giggle, he couldn’t get his arms free and was completely vulnerable.  “Stop, that tickles!”  But she persisted, her body’s grip forcing him to keep still while she licked his face and groomed his hair with her unnaturally long and dexterous tongue.  Anon was humiliated and defenseless as he was forced to experience this degrading licking.  He closed his eyes as he accepted his fate.  Despite his protests, he had to admit to himself that the tongue felt soothing as it glided over his face and through his hair.  He quit squirming and allowed her to grope his face with the unfairly dexterous appendage.

“Are you finished?”  Anon looked a bit miffed at being forced to endure the affectionate licking.  The Thing tilted her head slightly with her tongue hanging slightly out of her mouth, seeming to try and figure out what he was saying.  Damnit, that expression was adorable.  Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and closed her eyes, her once again forked tongue flickering out of her mouth as she concentrated.  Behind her the door creaked open and the disturbingly alien creature made completely of tentacles crawled through the top of the door and onto the ceiling, hanging from the ceiling like some strange chandelier.  Anon understood that this amalgamation was telepathically linked to and controlled by the kind monster but he was still nervous at the strangeness of it.

The tentacled creature was carrying a tray with a clawed tentacle and another tentacle curled around a cup of water.  Amber’s snake body was absolutely huge and some spare coils slipped themselves under his head and back, starting to prop him up,her coils loosened themselves against him as he was propped up into a sitting position.  The tentacle amalgamation above, lowered the tray and water in front of him.  There was scrambled eggs and mildly sauteed vegetables within, also there was toast with blackberry jam on top.  Anon’s mouth watered.  Amber opened her eyes now that her second body was in place and she gestured her eyes at the cup of water, bringing it close to his face with her second body’s tentacle and up to his lips.  Anon’s arms were still stuck to his sides but he greedily drank the water as the tentacle tipped the liquid into his mouth, he was quite thirsty after sleeping.  Meanwhile, two of the side other tentacles were coiled around the silverware and proceeded to cut into the omelet.  A third and fourth tentacle sprinkled a bit of salt and pepper on top of it.

Once Anon had had his fill of water, the cup tilted away from his face and another tentacle with a fork of omlet hovered in front of his face waiting for him to open wide.  Amber opened her mouth and closed it, making a chewing motion and sticking her tongue in her cheek to stimulate food.

“Really?  I think I know how to feed mysel-mmph!”

The tentacle shoved the food into his mouth.  The omelet tasted good, he wondered where she had acquired the skills to cook but not the ability to talk.  The eldritch abomination continued to feed him.  He had to admit that while her methods were a little demeaning, she knew how to cook an excellent meal.  Once he was done eating, Amber closed her eyes once again and the tentacle creature carried the dishes out the door.

“So, what are we going to do today?  I think that the sooner I teach you to talk and understand me the better.”

Anon noticed that his clothes were neatly folded on top of the drawer, he suddenly remembered that he was completely naked.  He felt a little self conscious.  Amber simply flicked her forked tongue at him.  Suddenly the snake coils loosened themselves from his body and she began to unwind her body from around his, depositing him on the mattress.  Finally, he was free.  He stretched his arms out and twisted his torso.

“Ugh, finally.  I was starting to think that you were going to eat me!”

Amber was not listening, her body began cracking and snapping.  The scales near her neck were engulfed and sank into her flesh as skin took its place and fur grew on the surface.  Biomass from within her huge snake body started to coalesce beneath the skin and appendages sprouted out of the flesh, quickly morphing into forelegs, shoulders and a pony torso.  Amber had quickly transformed herself into a lamia, growing herself a pony torso and forelegs that grew out of her snake body.  She slithered over to the dresser and grabbed his clothes with her forelegs.

“Thanks!  I’ll definitely be needing those, haha!”

Anon reached out for his clothes but she shook her head and instead continued slithering towards the door.  She gestured with her head for him to follow.

“What are you doing?  Where are you taking my clothes?”

She gestured with her head again and this time continued slithering out the door.  Anon grumbled and followed her out, still completely naked.  Her body was huge and incredibly long.  It seemed like much of the biomass from her second body had transferred to her primary body while he was sleeping.  She was much smaller before he fell asleep.  He had to step over her slithering body to exit.

“Where are we going?  And why do I have to be naked?”

She just turned her head and flickered her tongue at him, winking with an almost mischievous look.  The tip of her tail wrapped around his thigh in a somewhat beckoning manner, gently pulling him.  She simply continued out of the hallway, into the ruined great hall.  Her tail unwrapped from his thigh as she continued and subtly tickled his balls as it slithered past.  As it finally uncoiled from his leg, the tip of the tail brushed his sensitive taint just slightly before sliding away.  Anon gasped, for the life of him he couldn’t figure out if she did that intentionally or not but his dick stiffened.  Anon’s mouth hung open, what kind of games was this creature playing?  He covered his erection with his hands and angrily followed the lamia.

It was a bit foggy, it was still early in the morning but he was able to follow Amber through the grass, her long tail sliding next to him a guide through the fog.  Anon was starting to get annoyed, it was a bit chilly in the morning, especially walking in the nude.  The fog was getting thicker and he couldn’t see far in front of him but he could still follow her tail and continued walking.

Suddenly he stepped and nothing supported his foot, he fell forward and his stomach dropped as he began to fall but something fleshy quickly caught him and wrapped around his torso, holding him up into the air and keeping him from falling.  Anon breathed heavily and saw that he had fallen into a gorge, the river gurgling below him and sharp rocks at the bottom.  Anon heard a familiar giggling.  Amber had pranked him!  Anon indignantly squirmed from within the tentacle that held him up and kept him from falling to his death.

“Hey!  That’s not nice!  I could have died!”

Anon turned his head to see that Amber had once again transformed.  She was no longer a lamia but once again a strange tentacled amalgamation.  There were about eight tentacles that had long bony spikes that stabbed into the rocky cliff, keeping her and Anon suspended above the gorge, other tentacles carried Anon’s clothes as well as a bar of soap, a loofah, and a bottle of shampoo.  Yet another tentacle acted as Amber’s neck, and with her ever present pony head she chortled and smirked at Anon.  It seemed that no matter what form she took, she kept her face and head as a familiar medium of communication.

The tentacles that had the bony spikes on the end were very long and powerful and she was able to pierce them into the cliff face to carry Anon and herself above the river.  The tentacles flexed their powerful muscles as they began to walk, rapidly stabbing and extracting themselves.  They quickly traveled upstream and a waterfall revealed itself from the side of the cliff face.  The waterfall had steam emerging from it and was the opening of a cave.  Amber rapidly approached, Anon stared in wonder at this secret place.  She carried him as her tentacles curled around rocks and pulled him inside.  Inside it was very warm and steamy he could barely see anything once again but Amber confidently carried him inside.

Finally the tentacles that were wrapped around Anon’s torso were loosened and he was set down at the edge of a pool of some mildly hot water.  Anon watched as the amalgamation of tentacles slipped itself into the water and set his clothes down on the other side of the pool.  The only part of her left above water was the shapeshifter’s pony head.

Incredible!  This place was very well hidden deep inside the Everfree forest.  How did this strange creature know about it?  Did she use this place to relax and enjoy the heated water?

He had no time to ponder because ten pink, smooth tentacles suddenly shot out of the water, wrapping around various body parts and yanked him into the water.  Anon was not prepared and braced for impact.  The water was hot but not unbearably so, he felt tingly as his whole body was shocked by the sudden change in temperature.  The tentacles curled around his arms and legs and he was suddenly hefted out of the water.  Above, amber and her other tentacles were waiting for him with a soapy loofah and shampoo.  She wasted no time, squirting a bit of shampoo into his hair and rubbing his hair with a tentacle.  She seemed to mimic hands with a branching tentacle that rubbed and massaged his scalp.  Anon had to close his eyes or risk the shampoo getting in his eyes.

The tentacles that slithered and groped his body suddenly became more rough and textured, similar to a cat’s tongue and scrubbed at his skin, utilizing the soap and loofah as the cleaning agent.  Every inch of his body was groped and cleaned by the scrubbing tentacles and soap including his privates.  After about a full minute of groping, touching and scrubbing, one of the more enthusiastic tentacles started to squirm its way up his anus, trying to clean every nook and cranny.  Anon yelped.

Amber froze at Anon’s yelp and her tentacles stopped moving.  The tendril was already half an inch inside his anus.  Anon had a horrified look on his face.  “Please… no.”

Amber judged that she had cleaned him well enough and proceeded to dunk him back into the water and her tentacles ceased their groping, allowing him to freely swim.  Anon breached the surface and gasped, finally free of the tentacles.  Well, at least she was able to clean him quickly and efficiently.  Perhaps a little too efficiently for his tastes.  Anon swam to the edge of the pool, letting himself relax in the hot water as he leaned himself on the edge.

Amber was nowhere to be seen.  Suddenly she breached the surface, her body was a long snake with the head of a pony, she was a water serpent, she had fins and a tail to propel herself through the water as well as gills.  Anon watched her beautiful long serpent body and long mane arched through the air as she dove headfirst back into the water, her long body making a graceful arch.  Her streamlined body cut through the water like butter, barely making a splash as she dived.  What a beautiful creature, she seemed to be enjoying herself.  Anon watched as she gracefully breached the surface again and dived back under the water with awe.  He was a little jealous of her grace and uncanny ability to adapt to any environment.

She continued to play in the water and Anon enjoyed looking at her beauty.  She finally glanced over to him while she was arching through the air.  She stayed under the water a bit longer than usual and Anon then felt something slide between his legs.  Amber’s face emerged from the water in front of him and she laid her face and neck on his chest, sighing as she wrapped herself gingerly around one of Anon’s legs and relaxed herself against Anon’s body.  Anon pet her mane and ran his fingers through her flowing wet mane and rubbed her scalp as they both cuddled together in the warm water.

They stayed there silently for a few minutes.

Finally Anon spoke up.

“You really are beautiful.  You’re a bit awkward and clingy and you did kidnap me but I think we can learn to get along.  I’m going to teach you to talk and then I’ll teach you some manners.  Then perhaps one day you’ll trust me enough to bring you back to Ponyville and introduce you to some ponies, huh?”

Amber looked up at him with a curious look, trying to understand what he was saying.

Anon reached up a finger and placed it on her nose.

“Boop!”  Amber looked at his finger cross eyed and curled her forked tongue around his finger.  “There, that’s revenge for all the groping and demeaning things you did to me today.  Don’t worry!  I forgive you!”

In the back of his mind, Anon was desperately trying to think of how one could prank a shapeshifting eldritch abomination.