12-21-2015, 05:30 AM
Khell grunted as the mantis forced him to submit. He felt the sharp blades of its forearms poised on either side of his throat, so he didn't dare try turning his head away again. He briefly though about biting off the creature's tongue, but it might take his head off as punishment. Khell gagged and coughed as the nectar poured down his throat. It was admittedly sweet, but also thick. He had a hard time swallowing it. Some leaked out the sides of his mouth while struggled to breathe through his nose. He felt his belly growing bigger, flooding with golden honey, bobbing heavily off his hips.
When the mantis' tongue withdrew, Khell coughed and gasped. The liquid dripped down his chin, leaving a sticky trail, but he wouldn't lick it away. "In another fifty years, my people with mostly begin starving. We're running out of room on my planet. We wouldn't come here to build. We would come here to farm. We'll plant crops and maintain your ecosystem. If we destroy this planet, we'll have no other options, so of course we'll respect you and your needs."
When the mantis' tongue withdrew, Khell coughed and gasped. The liquid dripped down his chin, leaving a sticky trail, but he wouldn't lick it away. "In another fifty years, my people with mostly begin starving. We're running out of room on my planet. We wouldn't come here to build. We would come here to farm. We'll plant crops and maintain your ecosystem. If we destroy this planet, we'll have no other options, so of course we'll respect you and your needs."