The luckiest teen in the world part 4
Erik awoke, body warm and smooth. It felt as if he was wrapped up in soft fabric which was soaked in gasoline. (Gasoline is insanely smooth in case you didn't know) He opened one eye, some kind of liquid dripping off of his eyelashes. He took one sniff, the subtle scent of oranges and sugar filling his brain, giving him a wondrous high. He opened his eyes, noticing that his face was cradled against the plump lips of Shelley's diamond opening. Her cum drenched his face, her own tongue lolling out over his sheath and onto his penis concealed beneath. Her tongue suddenly stirred, the tip of it teasing at the large opening at the end of his flared penis. His body shuddered, waking her up. The two separated, Erik's muscles protesting their motion from the position where they'd been connected all night. The sun shone through the glass windows over their heads, and Shelley was the first to speak. She opened her mouth, Some of Erik's thick semen dripping lazily from her mouth in a long line all the way to the ground where they'd been lying. "Babe, that was probably the greatest night's sleep I've ever had," She said, walking up to him and giving him a sloppy kiss on the lips.
"Oh, me too. Come on honey, let's get washed up," Erik said then they separated, tasting his own semen as it seeped into his mouth. He clutched at her hand, grabbing a .45 handgun off the truck's tailgate and walking to a huge vat of water suspended over the labor yard. Opening the valve slightly, a shower of water rushed down over the two of them, the sweat and cum of the night's interactions washed onto the ground beneath their taloned feet. Properly cleaned, Erik looked his girlfriend over quickly. Her breasts enlarged slightly with her every inhale, every exhale her chest heaved slightly and the two beautiful breasts sat happily upon her bosom in the sunlight. Without warning, the sun was blotted out for an instant, and Erik flipped. Grabbing the gun from the ground, he looked to the sky and saw one of the purple drop ships. Before he had a second to react, the weapon was kicked from his hand by a hostile warrior and he was kicked roughly to the ground. Shelley fared no better, a soldier in a black leather jacket forcing her to the ground. Erik felt incredibly exposed as his slightly aroused penis hung from its sheath like a huge blue club.
"Wait! We're defectors!" Shelley said, hands folded over her head as she was searched.
"Likely story, dragon scum," Said her assailant, a vicious looking cheetah dressed up like a '50s greaser. "Let's see some proof,"
"Uh... I don't have any, but we want to help you," Shelley said, Erik's heart pounding in his chest, threatening to spring free.
"If it's any worth to you, I got my truck in there. I got transformed into a dragon I wasn't one not one week ago," Erik said, his penis beginning to shrink back into its hiding place. The cheetah nodded, four of the other greaser Cheetahs stacking up at the door to the garage before entering and coming out with the rifle.
"Looks like somebody was busy last night," One of them joked, indicating the huge, cum drenched area within. "Looks to me like he isn't shitting us,"
"Alright then. We'll let you help us. Double cross us and you'll wish you'd never been born," Their leader said, handing Erik the .45 and handing him some clothes. "You start right away," Erik and Shelley put the clothes on, the white tee shirts and stone jeans fitting perfectly, as did the black motorcycle jacket. The first cheetah lead them through the winding passages between the construction trailers, stopping before the exit of the facility. "Right. MY name's Rome, and I have a job for you. You two need to flank around the other side with three of my boys and hit them from their left side, our right. We'll attack when you do. Once that's done, it's a smash and grab. Get everything you can then get back out and into the drop craft," Rome said, Shelley and Erik nodding. They moved immediately, clambering over the brick wall and sneaking through the ditch around behind the huge encampment of the enemy soldiers. Once around their left side, Erik checked the ammunition in his magazine before silently waving their reinforcements in. Without further ado, the large group of Cheetahs sprung from behind the brick wall, spewing fireall over the place. Their weapons were very similar to human weapons, only they fired small crystal rounds. Erik leaped from the ditch, firing one bullet into the head of an enemy officer. Before the body even hit the ground, Erik was in the middle of the camp, firing bullets in all directions, the other men hosing any who tried to escape with rounds. Silence settled over the battlefield, Erik grabbing several of the laser weapons and a few boxes of ammunition for them, Shelley and he sprinting as fast as possible across the pavement and waiting near the beacon. The rest of the men regrouped with them, the drop ship appearing out of nowhere. Even that was oddly human, it looked like a seaknight helicopter only where there were supposed to be rotor blades there were jets spewing blue flames. The pilot threw the ass end down, using its own inertia to keep it hovering as it halted and sank within two feet of the ground. Erik was first on, Shelley next and the rest of the men piled in after them. "Well done, agent. Welcome to the resistance," Rome said, patting Erik on the back.