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Ben always hated gym class. He wasn't very fit to begin with; he much rather preferred staying inside and reading a good book or playing an interesting game instead of going out and running around, he always thought of such things as tiresome and pointless. Still, a couple of times a week he was forced to get up from his otter ass and indulge in some good old fashioned moving, whether it'd be exercises, running or some kind of sport. He wasn't good at either of them, his extra weight and lack of physical awareness always made him the butt of the joke among those who actually had some affinity towards physical exercise, and needless to say, he wasn't the teacher's favorite either.

"Good job class, you did great today!" The gym teacher, a well trained bull congratulated the others while they marched into the locker room to get dressed and ready for the next class. Ben was walking last in line, so naturally, he took the opportunity to throw a mean comment towards the otter. "And Benny my boy, you just need to lose a little weight and stop staring at the screen all day!"

He hated it when they called him Benny, and being insecure about his looks, he wasn't particularly happy about the comment, albeit he was already used to them. The teachers usually went easy on him, but that wasn't exactly the case for his classmates, who often went a bit too far in teasing him.

"Nice save, Ben!" A voice from the back of the locker room flew his way, which most likely referred to the time when he was hit straight in his face by a football, since he was assigned to be the goalkeeper due to his size. He wasn't particularly good at his job, but the others enjoyed shooting the ball as hard as they could towards him, and watching him flinch as it flew just inches from his face, sometimes even hitting him.

"Thanks mate, I'm trying." Ben replied in a stoic tone, trying not to be affected by the mean words of the others and minding his own business so he could get out of the smelly locker room as soon as he could. This tactic worked on most occasions, but when the jocks in his class were bored, they liked to keep him in for a little longer and 'make him sweat a little', as they liked to call it.

Unfortunately for Ben, this was one of those days. "Hey otter, where are you going?" He heard from behind as he was walking out, and even though he tried not to turn to the source, his shirt was grabbed by the collar and he was pulled back into the room. By the guys who were much stronger than him.

"I said, where are you going?" It was the three guys that always caused Ben he most trouble: three pitbulls, who were always the best at sport, and also the ones who enjoyed his suffering the most. They were so much taller than him that he had to properly look upwards to see their faces, and they were so strong that they could have ripped him to shreds if they wanted to.

"I'm going to class, what were you thinking?" Ben tried to reply calmly, but the shake in his voice was impossible to miss, he was quite obviously crapping his pants from the encounter. Even though he was never actually properly beaten up, he figured that it was only a matter of time until they got bored of just verbally harassing him.

"You know what I was thinking?" One of the other dogs said after taking a good look at the otter from head to toe. "I thought that you were going to the bathroom the jerk off! Look at your little boner!" He said so loudly that it could probably be heard by some of the others too, much to Ben's embarrassment.

He looked down to see that indeed, his bulge was showing under his tight shorts. He didn't know why he was having an erection, as it certainly wasn't the mix of smells in the locker room that got him pent up, and definitely not the face of the ugly pitbulls harassing him. That's just how the penis works, you can never really control or predict when it decides to have a little exercise, and unfortunately this was one of those times for Ben. He gulped, as he knew that he couldn't explain his way out of this one.

"Y-you know how it works. I'm not horny or anything, I b-barely have a boner anyway!" He tried to downplay the situation and slowly back out of the locker room, his face turning bright red under the fur.

"Oh yeah I know how it works, fag! You see a REAL MAN, and your PATHETIC little dick gets hard! Isn't that right, boner boy?" The pitbull talking to him raised his voice, enjoying as his victim started shaking and pulled his head in in fear.

"No I swear, I'm not attracted to you! It's not that!" He tried explaining, but he could barely force any sounds out of his throat, it sounded like there was something jammed in between his vocal chords as he could already imagine the feeling of the left hook that his face was going to have to endure.

"Well if you're not attracted to me, then you're not a real fag! And I know a gay bitch boy when I see one!" The dog continued bashing him, almost enjoying the process too much. "You're in luck that I have to go now, because you know for sure that I would bang your head into the wall until I beat the gay thoughts out of it!"

That's usually the kind of stuff that he would hear from his bullies before they went away, but to his luck, it was never followed by any physical violence. Ben was panting in fear, watching with a pale face as the three jocks pushed him out of the way and hurried away, throwing one last glance towards him to tell him: they were far from being done with him.

The otter boy sighed; he really was gay, there was never really any secret about it since some of his messages with his ex got leaked in the first week of school, so pretty much everyone knew about his orientation all the way through, resulting in some pretty tough bullying all throughout highschool. Still, he never felt any attraction towards the pitbulls or any of the jocks for that matter, any attraction that possibly could have come from their build was instantly killed off by their disgusting attitude and lack of intellect. That was of course topped by the bullying, which instilled a deep hate in him as well.

After letting his heartbeat calm down for a little while and regaining his thoughts, Ben checked the timetable to see what the next class was going to be: Music. He shuddered, as after gym, music was his second least favorite class. He never had any musical talent, and even though he liked listening to his own type of music, the stuff they listened to in class was never really his cup of tea. And when he was asked to sing, his bullies naturally had a very good time listening to his struggles to force any decent sounds out of his throat. Just the thought of music class made him cringe, but he reluctantly started walking towards the classroom.

That's when he heard the bell ring: The class had already started! He was surprised that the bullying lasted for so long that it made him run late for class, but it made him incredibly nervous too. The music teacher hated when students were late to his class, and he always made the ones who were running late sing in front of the whole class. Ben knew that he was done for, and he bowed his head down as he reached for the doorknob.

He tried to push it down, but he was simply unable to. It's not that the door was locked, in fact he could hear voices from inside as the class had already started, but instead, he was mentally unable to get himself into the classroom and endure another humiliating music lesson. He thought about it for a while, and then after taking a deep breath, he decided not to go in. Throwing his bag down next to the door, he slowly walked towards the exit of the school, and thought about what he wanted to do instead.

The school was located just a couple of minutes away from a forest, which was Ben's absolute favorite place to be aside from his room. It was calm, peaceful and welcoming, unlike the busy, cruel environment of his school, which he was forced to endure every day. Ben was pretty strong mentally, but sometimes he just couldn't put up with it all, and when it all got too much for him, this was his go-to place to collect his thoughts a little bit.

He calmly walked outside and went towards the forest, immediately feeling better as soon as he could feel the smells of nature. For a while, he walked on the beaten path, but to avoid meeting any other people on his way, he liked to wander deeper into the bushy, unexplored parts of the forest. This is what he decided to do now as well, finding an interesting looking spot to wander a bit deeper into.

When he was so far from the tourist path that he was sure that nobody would spot him, he sat down next to a tree to get some rest. He looked up to the sky and listened to the chirping of the birds, letting his mind wander away a little bit. He thought about what happened earlier that day: the humiliation, the teasing, and the fact that no matter how hard he tried, he just never seemed to get better at any of the sports.

Despite him not moving around much, he always dreamed about what it would be like to be a top athlete, or at least to be on par with his classmates. If only there was a quick and simple way to get fit, and one day he would just walk into the school with a wide, confident smile on his face, not fearing, but outright looking forward to gym class! And when the time would come, he would be the one to be picked first in group sports, he would score all the goals in soccer, and he would throw the ball into the hoop even blindfolded when they would play basketball. If only he knew how to get there...

Ben let himself daydream for so long, that he didn't even realize that the sun had started setting on him. He might even have fallen asleep! Even though he had a good sense of direction, allowing him to explore such remote areas of the forest, when it got dark, it was always much harder to find his way back home. He decided not to waste any time, so he got up, dusted himself off and started walking towards the direction he believed to lead back to the tourist path that he had abandoned.

He tried retracing his steps, walking through the paths where the long grass had been stepped on, assuming it was the product of him fighting his way through it. Still, no matter how far he went, he couldn't see any landmarks that he remembered while coming in, which made him doubt his decision of direction a little bit. It took quite a bit to make the seasoned forest-explorer nervous, but given that the sun was already going down and his parents didn't even know that he ventured out into the forest, he wanted to go home as soon as possible.

After having struggled his way through the wilderness for what felt like an eternity and having become more and more anxious, the otter suddenly came across something that he was sure as hell wasn't there when he was on his way to his thinking spot: A massive, pulsating black pyramid shaped building, which looked an awfully lot like an alien spacecraft from a sci-fi movie. There were blue, glowing lines on its sides, which kept pulsating in strength, almost calling the sci-fi loving otter to come and explore inside.

Ben felt that he couldn't resist the invitation, and even know he was well aware of the risks of just entering a building he knew nothing about, he figured he didn't have much to lose anyway. He slowly creeped towards it, hoping that it wasn't some kind of a military base that he would get shot at from if he entered a certain radius within it, but thankfully he was unharmed all the way to the door, which invitingly opened in front of him.

He couldn't believe his eyes as he walked inside, it felt like he had just stepped into a high budget set of a sci-fi movie. The inside was clean and sterile, everything was made of white plastic. This, coupled with the bright lights placed all around the building to illuminate every part well, blinded him for a little bit after his eyes being used to the dimly lit evening forest, but after a few seconds, he was able to make out more details.

There were a lot of machines inside, all looking mysterious and futuristic, but Ben couldn't figure out what they possibly could have been used for if he tried. A bunch of laboratory equipment was scattered around as well, there were a few chemicals silently brewing in containers, and hologram projectors showing enigmatic imagery next to them, probably giving important information to those more qualified than him.

There was also a big MRI machine kind of thing at the end of the hallway he was walking down on, with a bunch of tubes and sensors next to it that could all cling to whoever was inside the machine. Ben wondered why all this would be in the middle of a forest next to a highly populated area, it definitely didn't seem like a very practical choice for the government or the military to set up such a high tech base where any dumb otter boy could just wander upon it on his afternoon hike. Or perhaps it was really just a set for a movie that they were going to film in this forest, and the area just hadn't been closed down completely, allowing him to accidentally stumble upon all this equipment. All his questions were going to be answered soon however, as he heard a deep, strange voice from behind which made him flinch, not having expected anyone to be behind him.

"Hello there." The voice sounded deep and highly processed, as if it was being run through a voice changer program. "It is not very polite to enter somebody else's property without their knowledge or permission, is it?"

Ben was startled, quickly turning around to see yet another thing he couldn't quite believe: In front of him stood a massive creature that looked a little bit like a killer whale. He had the same type of head, but he had four limbs just like Ben. It was obvious that this creature was from a highly advanced civilisation just from taking one look at him. Parts of him seemed like they were real flesh and blood, but others were covered in a shiny, metallic looking material and attached to his body with screws and bolts that were barely visible on the surface, maintaining the smooth look of the body. His glowing eyes seemed completely lifeless, but still very much aware of its surroundings, as if they were staring straight through the otter's soul. Perhaps he wasn't even a living creature, but a highly intelligent machine; with so much fusing of technology and flesh, it was more of a question of philosophy than simple observation.

By build, the orca-like creature was incredibly muscular and strong looking. His body was covered in thick, massive layers of muscle, which at parts seemed more like tubes and hydraulics painted black to suit the overall color scheme. He wasn't wearing any clothes, but there were lots of different gadgets all over him, small, flickering screens with incomprehensible text on them. There were quite a few sensors on him as well like cameras, radars among some others, that the otter couldn't even identify, giving him senses way beyond the basic ones that the earthlings were used to.

Because he didn't wear any clothes however, his penis was also out in the open, and Ben could take a good look at it, blushing at the sight. Its size was incomprehensibly large, if it was completely hollow, Ben probably could have squeezed his whole body inside. It appeared to be the only part of the orca's body that remained completely natural, or at least there were no devices or modifications done to it. Even though its length and girth were already shockingly large, it appeared to be flaccid, so Ben didn't even dare to think about what it looked like when it was fully erect. One thing was for sure, if this creature wanted to fuck him in any way, he wouldn't survive that encounter.

"I'm... I'm terribly sorry, I just didn't know what this was and there weren't any... Signs or anything..." The otter stuttered, trying to excuse himself and sweating profusely from the nervousness. He knew that he shouldn't have come in, but his curiosity always got the better of him. "I can leave now, if you want!"

The orca looked at Ben for a little while in silence before speaking again, his words sounding like they were in a strange foreign language, but one that he could intuitively comprehend. "You don't need to go, if you don't want to. We come in peace from planet ROW-325-W35, and we are looking for a suitable partner for our project." He replied in the same monotone, but a little bit sinister tone.

"A... suitable partner? For an experiment?" Ben was relieved that his visit wasn't greeted with aggression, but the orca's offer made him a little bit skeptical and uncomfortable of this whole situation. "What kind of experiment are you doing here? And what would make me a suitable partner for it?" He asked to pretend he was interested, even though he had no intention to stay and partake in any alien experiments, no matter how intrigued he was.

"We collect DNA from the creatures of all the inhabited planets of your galaxy group, in order to develop medicine. You see, your species is completely immune to a bunch of illnesses that we suffer greatly from, and from your DNA samples, we could extract the properties that help you fight them." The alien explained, pressing a button on his watch, which started projecting a hologram animation of a DNA spiral in front of Ben, with a bunch of incomprehensible symbols all around it that probably made more sense to the orca than himself. "By helping with our experiment, you could save trillions of lives!"

"Trillions..." The otter stared in front of himself quietly, trying to comprehend what he was just told. "I'd love to help... But are you sure there aren't any... Better subjects for you to do your projects on? See, compared to my fellow earth-creatures, I'm quite overweight and... unattractive, I'm sure you could find some more suitable partners if you looked!"

The alien orca giggled and shook his head, putting his massive, heavy hand on the otter boy's shoulder who nearly fell over from the weight. "Look boy, there is a reason why we landed our ship right here, where you, and only you could easily find us. There is something special about you, you are a prime specimen and we simply cannot miss our chance to have you working with us." He said, leaning in close to the otter's face, who could smell the strange, sushi like scent of the alien. "Trillions of lives~"

"M-me? A prime specimen?" As long as the otter was flustered by the compliments thrown his way, he still found it incredibly hard to believe, but the fact that he could do such a great act with so little effort, made him seriously consider it.

"Yes, you are, in our eyes. You are strong, masculine, virile... The perfect earthling to provide us with the best DNA sample that we could get... I promise it won't hurt, it only takes a moment to give your sample to us~" The alien's voice started sounding more and more enticing as he talked, and he also started inching closer to the nervous otter, who at first tried backing away, but was suddenly embraced by the cold, muscular arm of the orca.

He was helplessly pulled closer, until his face was pushed onto the shaft of the massive penis, which really made something click inside of him. All his worrying and skepticism turned into arousal, and he felt himself becoming hypnotized into trusting the visitor with all his mind. He didn't even seem to care when his shirt was grabbed and sensually pulled off his body, making him feel a little cool as the spaceship's interior was pretty cold. He didn't feel the need to have his shirt anyway, this way, he could embrace the feeling of being rubbed onto the massive, shiny penis even better.

"We need you, Ben, we need your alpha male genes, we need the material that makes you, because it is what will save our species, you are the only one who can save us, Ben..." He continued gently teasing, starting to pull down the otter's pants as well, which was a perfect distraction to not even let him realize that the alien he'd never met before, had just called him by his name. He let his pants, shoes, socks and undies be slipped down without a single complaint, a little bit embarrassed now that he was completely naked. He was pulled close to the massive, warm, smooth body again, and for the first time, he could take in the feeling with all his body now.

"You have such a big penis Ben, we need those genes, only you could fight the disease..." The alien added after taking a look at his member, even though it wasn't nearly the biggest one they could've found on earth.

"Oh... Well it got me in some trouble earlier today, when it's erect, it can be seen through my clothing!" He replied, all the teasing and compliments finally getting to him, making him believe that he really was a valuable asset to the aliens.

"Those guys know nothing, Ben." The orca continued speaking completely casually, as if he was naturally supposed to know about the events that went down in the locker room earlier that day. "You are much better than them, one day you will beat them all at every sport, they will look up to you as their leader."

These words made the otter's head reel. Even though all this was so distant and unbelievable, he couldn't help but start believing what he was being told, and he also got quite turned on as a consequence. Being frotted and constantly complimented by a smoking hot alien orca seemed to be one of his weak spots, as soon his cock was completely erect to, albeit hilariously small compared to the beast that was hanging off his partner's crotch. They gently rubbed their cocks together, and the squishy, yet hard and stern feeling of the alien cock made Ben also leak a little bit of precum from excitement.

"Mmh-MMmh, I'm..." He closed his eyes and put his hand on the chest of the alien, which was also rock hard and muscular as the rest of his body, turning the submissive otter on even more as he tried to look for an excuse to grab due to his shyness. "I'm not so sure, I..." His voice sounded high pitched and shy, his face, now buried in the orca's chest, bright red.

"Yes my boy, you are so sure. This is what you need to do, this is the right thing to do. We simply can't live without the magical qualities of your supreme genes." He kept pressuring, but not sounding urgent or impatient either.

"F-fine. I will give my DNA to you guys!" The otter finally decided, not being able to resist all the compliments and his arousal. No one had ever treated him like this before, so giving a little bit of his genes for this important project appeared to be the least that he could do in exchange for such a wonderful, warm welcome. "But please promise me it won't hurt, and that you'll let me go afterwards!"

"Promise." The orca let the otter go, who was left blue balled for now, eagerly trying to rub against the massive cock again, but failing in trying to do so, as he was grabbed and lifted up like he weighed nothing, and slowly carried to the MRI machine-like table that he previously saw when he first entered.

Ben's heart was pounding so loud that it could almost be heard from outside his chest, as nervousness and excitement rushed through his body. He was laid down on the machine, which started quietly murmuring and shaking beneath him. "What's happening now?" He asked, turning his head from side to side and seeing a big ring-like structure going back and forth, as if it was scanning his body. He tried to remain calm regardless, constantly reminding himself how heroic he was being, and how important this procedure was to the aliens.

Then suddenly, he felt a prick in his right thigh only for a moment, as a needle went in and out of him quickly, obtaining the much needed DNA sample from the otter. Then the machine went quiet and the lights turned off as well, a short jingle notifying the two that the collection was a success.

"Is that it, then?" Ben asked after letting out a relieved sigh, happy to notice he was still alive, and the collection wasn't all that painful either. Still, he kept lying down and waiting for the confirmation of the orca to get up.

"Yes, we are done with the sample collection, it's already in our database. Truly, thank you." The alien replied after looking at some data on a screen placed just below his shoulder. "This was everything that we really NEEDED... But there would be something else, if you're willing to stay just a little bit longer."

"What would that be?" Ben asked, having already developed trust in the good intentions of the visitors, and eager to learn more about them and help them out. "If it's not painful, I'd be willing to go through it!"

"You see, we can only get so much data from a single, small DNA sample." He explained, his tone of voice changing again into that, with which he spoke when he complimented the otter. "If you want to take full advantage of your wonderful genes, we are going to need a much larger one. According to my calculations, what we need is a decent dose of bodily fluids from you, including your sweat, which the previous machine has already collected, your spit, and your seed."

"My... My what?" Ben turned bright red again when he heard the proposition that the aliens needed his cum, suddenly starting to wonder how they would extract it from him.

"Yes, you heard that right. We've got a machine that can easily get a nice, big sample from you." The alien explained, seeing the flustered expression of his subject, who didn't even know what to say upon hearing that. "But we understand that this is a very intimate procedure, and I would like to give something to you as a way to thank you for your efforts to help us. If you're willing to give us your seed, we can keep in touch, and you can ask for our help any time."

"That sounds... Wonderful! How exactly could you help me?" The proposal sounded wonderful to Ben, and it very well could have meant that he could have been the first person from earth to make an alliance with extraterrestrials. He didn't have any friends on earth, but he was going to have the coolest friends in the galaxy!

"You see, we have technology that you, earthlings could only dream of having. We have been observing you for a while, and we see that things aren't really going your way down there. So we could insert a chip into you, and all you'd have to do is let it work its magic, and see yourself becoming the most popular, coolest, sexiest person to ever exist!" He explained, showing a tiny chip on the tip of his finger.

"I don't even know how to thank you for this... Yes, I would love to do it!" The otter's eyes widened, and he felt like he was going to faint, this was like a dream coming true. He laid back down on the table and couldn't wait for the machine to collect his sample, so that the chip could be inserted.

"You only need to thank us with your seed once a month~" The orca replied humbly, as if what they were doing was really no big deal.

"So I will need to come back?" Ben asked, but not seeming to mind that fact in the slightest, if he was going to be treated like this.

"Yes, but just once every four weeks. You ought to visit your friends once in a while, am I right?" The orca pet the otter on the head in a friendly way, whose face lit up upon hearing the word "friends".

"Yes, yes definitely!" He nodded enthusiastically, his heartbeat speeding up again from the nice words, leaning softly into the petting.

"Very well." With that, the machine started up again, and the alien started massaging the milking subject's thighs, working around his thighs sensually. "We need you to be fully erect to begin your milking." He explained.

"Mh yes, I understand. Go ahead, I don't mind~" Ben giggled, enjoying the tingles he got from the hand stroking him in his sensitive areas, looking at the orca with admiring eyes as he watched him work. He seemed to be experienced in this, or at least he knew where all the right spots were; maybe he'd done this countless times in the past to other primitive lifeforms in the "galaxy group", or whatever he was talking about earlier.