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Visser Three's Hobby	By : forwhomthebelltolls Category: A through F > Animorphs Views: 6100 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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<Fools! Incompetent idiots! Get out of my sight!> raged Visser Three. Hork-Bajir, Taxxons and human-Controllers fled from the Visser’s wrath as he stormed through the Pool ship’s bridge. stone at our sensor dish? Why do I allow you imbeciles to live?>
Thoroughly disgruntled, he stormed off to his private quarters. He was sick and tired of the filthy bandits blocking his operations at every turn. First they raided a new orbital defense cannon hidden deep in the mountains, and then two of his pursuing Bug fighters were lost when an Andalite in some kind of arboreal morph threw a stone – a stone – at one of them, took out its sensor dish and sent it careening into the other. He was bored with the war, bored with the continuous failure of the Council of Thirteen to ratify his plans for an all-out invasion of this pathetic little planet and its moronic natives.
He stalked off to the main room of his quarters. A large holoscreen dominated one wall, the others furnished with various interesting weapons and torture implements. Idly, he flicked on the screen. Perhaps watching some old battle videos of Yeerk shock troops ripping into the misguided Andalite fools would make him feel better.
What came on the screen was an entirely different picture.
Enraged, he flipped on his communicator and contacted the engineering section.
There was a frantic tapping of a keyboard at the other end of the communications link. A worried human voice replied "Uhh… we seem to be being blanketed by signals from Earth. We’re working on a way of shielding the communicators, but the signals come up in such large numbers it’s overwhelmed the network. We should have it working in… uh… two hours?"
The Visser deactivated the communicator before he could say something rash. That damned Visser One was already ordering an inquiry into the number of subordinates he had executed recently. The Council tended to turn a blind eye to the violent forms of punishment administered by the various vissers, but when a visser’s monthly bodycount was approaching triple digits, they tended to be displeased. And the Council tended to express their displeasure in a terminal way.
Visser Three turned back to the screen. A moment later, all four eyes were focused on the moving pictures, and his delicate Andalite ears were listening intently to the strange sounds emitting from the speakers. he thought to himself.

Natriss 914 was scared. Her human host’s knees were shaking, a strange fear reaction that under any other circumstances the celebrated xenobiologist would have gladly spent hours exploring.
The door in front of the terrified Controller slid open, and an imperious voice called to her.
Natriss entered the room, still quaking in fear. Visser Three was eyeing her host up and down with a strange look in his eyes. Some kind of human entertainment was playing in the background. A large mat had been placed in the middle of the spartan quarters. Natriss considered it wise not to ask the Visser why.
he ordered. Natriss blinked in shock, but began to strip the human clothes from her host’s body. She looked past the unpredictable Visser’s head, and took a closer look at the human entertainment playing behind him. "Oh, no," she moaned to herself.
replied Visser Three.
Esplin 9466 looked down at the naked human in front of him. He didn’t find her body remotely attractive, a pasty, pink-skinned, curvy human with long hair. He had just thought the idea of intercourse with a human an interesting way to pass the time. He had always wondered what the act of copulation was like between creatures like humans and Andalites – he had replayed Alloran’s memories of making love to Jahar, of course, but he had always wanted to try it for himself. And with no Andalite females around, he was hard pushed for ways to relieve sexual tension. A human female probably wasn’t even physically capable of accommodating an Andalite shaft, but he had been feeling strange urges in Alloran’s captive body for a while now. Simply put, the Visser was horny.
The Visser conjured up all the erotic images he could, arousing Alloran’s member. The long, thick shaft hung underneath his body like some kind of strange weapon, he thought to himself. Beneath him, Natriss 914’s naked host body looked on in apprehension at the immense organ.
he ordered the Controller, and stood astride her naked form, his forelegs underneath her arms, the tip of his shaft at her entrance. One stalk eye viewed a readout of human anatomy, making sure he was using the proper orifice. Human bodies had so many untidy holes.
He moved his lower body forward, the tip of his huge member shoving against her entrance. Natriss’s timid voice sounded from between his front legs.
"Uh, Visser, my body is not currently prepared for intercourse."
said the Visser absentmindedly, trying for another thrust. Why wasn’t this working?
"The human body needs to be, uh, aroused before intercourse, sir. In order for your… appendage to possibly fit inside my host, I need to, uh, stimulate her body."
The Visser muttered obscenities to himself. he grumbled impatiently.
"Uh, not long, Visser," replied Natriss uncertainly, her hands already pulling and tweaking parts of her body. "You can, uh, help if you like."
Esplin examined the human’s body with a cursory glance, then placed a hoof on the slit between her legs. He sucked up through the hoof, using the same method Andalites use to drink water. Below him, Natriss moaned and writhed. The Visser blinked. Obviously human bodies were easily to stimulate than he had thought. He began rubbing the side of his tail against his shaft’s length, trying to arouse his own body.
Natriss 914 was in heaven. The Visser’s Andalite hoof was deliciously cold against her sensitive body, and her own hands were busy squeezing her breasts. Waves of pleasure ran through her Yeerk brain. Never had she realized that humans could feel such a sensation.
asked the Visser.
"Oh, yes, Visser," moaned Natriss, her self-control lost.
muttered Esplin, and entered her with a single thrust.
Natriss howled with sensation. Her human body was overwhelmed by the feel of the enormous shaft wedged tightly into it. She grasped the sides of the mat and groaned as the Visser began to move inside her.
Esplin began a slow rhythm into the moaning Controller, thoroughly enjoying the experience. The warm tightness around his shaft was something Alloran’s body hadn’t experienced for a long time. The Visser pushed his cock ever further into Natriss’ host, stretching her body to the limit. He was content for now to just lightly shaft her while he became accustomed to intercourse. It was more difficult than it looked.
Natriss loved the feeling of the Visser’s huge shaft abusing her body. She was not sure if it was her or her host more in control at the moment, but both were loving every second of it. Moans of raw sensation rose unbidden from her mouth as the Visser began to move faster inside her.
The look on Natriss’ face was strangely arousing: her eyes rolling back into her head, sweat glistening on her flushed skin, deep moans erupting from her. The Visser was having a sneaking suspicion that Natriss was enjoying intercourse more than he was. That was not what he intended. Tired of simply moving slowly inside his subordinate, Esplin suddenly thrust his shaft as deeply as he could into her, battering and scraping at her inner walls. She screamed and writhed beneath him as he suddenly began shafting her as hard as he reasonably could, fucking her screaming body regardless of her cries of alarm. The feeling of her body wrapped around his thrusting shaft was very pleasurable indeed.
Natriss moaned and suddenly tightened around him. The Visser blinked in surprise as the walls of her vagina clamped and rippled around him, a wonderful feeling. He thrust into her hard, once, to get her attention.
"I... can’t, Visser," moaned Natriss beneath him. "It’s… an… automatic… ugh…" Her speech became unintelligible.
he snarled, punctuating every word with a powerful thrust. She screamed at him to stop, her face contorting with sensation, but made no attempt to resist his movements. Every time he impaled her, her screams of pain seemed to peter out, replaced by screams of pleasure. Suddenly, Natriss’ overloaded body came to its second orgasm, clenching around the Visser’s enormous shaft.
he said approvingly. He felt his own orgasm draw closer. Overcome by the feelings of pleasure running through his Andalite body, he let go of all reservations and started bucking his lower body into hers, oblivious to all but his own pleasure and the delicious tightness beneath him. Now Natriss really was screaming, her fingers clawing at his waist, her legs kicking at him. He rather enjoyed her attempts at resistance. His body was thrusting out of control, faster, harder into her. Natriss’ head bashed against the ground too hard and she slipped into unconsciousness, the Visser still fucking her mercilessly. Finally, he came, semen spewing from his shaft and into her dripping hole. The Visser withdrew, panting, and only gave the unconscious body of Natriss, juices dripping from her cunt, a cursory glance. He was far more concerned by the long weals her human fingernails had gouged into his waist.
he thought.
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