you don't know how you ended up on the ship, nor what took you in the first place. You're strapped to an examination table, arms and legs spread and clamped down, providing you few opportunities to move. around your head is some kind of a thin headset, stopping just out of your line of sight and with two wires snaking their way into your ears, resting somewhere in between your skull and your brain. you don't know how long you've been there, the time drawing out into an indistinguishable block.
over an intercom, you can hear someone say, "sorry for the wait, we'll get started in just a moment."
you start trying to question the voice about where you are or what they'll be doing, when something in the air changes. you aren't sure exactly what it is, but it seems thicker, laced with the smell of… something. you can't tell what, but that soon becomes the least of your worries, as you feel yourself getting warmer and you start to become very aware of just how sensitive your clit is. you try to pull against the restrains, wanting to do anything to try and get yourself off, but to no avail. there's nothing for you to grind on, and you let out a whimper, bucking your hips in desperation. you hear some kind of mechanical whirr as several long metal arms extend from below the table, each thick but with narrow tips, each seeming to have a different function. one of them snakes toward your mouth and slides in, going down your throat before it starts releasing some kind of liquid, making every inch of your body even more sensitive, and you moan as well as you can, already on the verge of an orgasm from the aphrodisiacs alone.
two of the other arms move toward your chest, running over your nipples and causing you to jerk away from their touch, the texture surprising you. you can feel the different metal plates, freezing cold in comparison with your burning skin. you suck in a quick breath, the metal tentacle down your throat barely allowing anything more than that. before you have a chance to get used to the new sensation, you can feel one of the arms enter your pussy. the cool metal is such a shock that you gasp and instantly clench around it. you cum, making it all the more easy for the tentacle to bury itself deeper into you, far smoother than the other arms. it drags itself mostly out of you before sliding back in, slowly thrusting into you, producing its own lubricant that makes you loose around it. the tip starts to expand inside of you, working your hole open as you moan. something slides under you and pushes itself into your ass, and you give a quick yelp out of surprise more than anything; with everything the machines are doing to your body the appendage met no resistance before it was inside of you. it starts to widen the same as the other one did, and you moan again, the tentacle in your throat releasing even more of its aphrodisiac. you can't help but try to grind on the tentacles, wanting them to fuck you until you can't think anymore.
the tentacles in your pussy and your ass release some liquid of their own, more viscous than the one going down your throat, and your eyes roll back, so close to an orgasm. after it finishes pumping you full of its cum, the arms start to thrust into you again, and it sends you over the edge, nearly screaming as you cum harder than you ever have before. they fuck their cum into you, leaving you a shaking mess as you ride the high of your orgasm. the arm down your throat hasn't stopped pumping you full of its liquid, if anything it's giving you more and more, and you realize that the scent in the air is getting heavier, only serving to make you want to feel the metal tentacles even deeper inside you. however all of the tentacles suddenly pull out of you, shooting back under the table as your restraints unlock. you have a hand on your clit before you can even think about it, your other hand playing with your nipples as you work yourself into a frenzy, cumming time and again, barely letting one orgasm relent before you bring yourself to the next one. by the time the aphrodisiacs start to fade, you're in shambles, trembling and twitching on the table as cum drips out of you.
you have no idea where you are, what took you, or for what end, but if the rest of their experiments are going to go anything like the one you just experienced, you're excited to find out.