Waking up in zero-G

From Torg Adventure

A dream of little gray men with blast pistols in shapes of penises ended, and I opened my eyes. I couldn't quite focus on my surroundings, so my brain was assaulted by images and colors that didn't make sense. Slowly my field of view resolved into a padded off-white surface that I was laying my cheek on that stretched in my sight. As I moved my eyes around, I felt like I was inside an enormous room with padded walls, floor, and ceiling. Then my perspective changed, and it seemed like what I thought were walls were actually the floor and ceiling. I saw one of the male aliens floating in the middle of the room, upside down and naked. That was why I couldn't decide which way was up; I was weightless! I lifted my head and looked at my body. I was loosely-held to the wall by a large cloth restraint. It didn't prevent me from moving, just prevented me from floating away from the wall. I was still naked, and still very wet and turned on from my mind-blowing orgasms.

I rolled so I could see the alien better. Then I saw that the other male was behind the first one, also naked. Their bodies were completely hairless, which gave me a great view of their long, stiff cocks. The blueness of their skin was very exotic, and the beauty of their faces intrigued me. They floated toward me without moving a muscle, like they were in the dream I had just left.

"Have you recovered from your sexual experience?" The voice echoed in my head.

"Yes," I said aloud. Sending telepathic messages was not my forte.

"Your response caused us to become aroused. We would like to continue our experiments with your sexual responses in this new test environment. As you can see," the front most alien turned his head toward the wall to my left, "there are many places you can hold on for leverage."

I looked where he was gazing and saw many straps and grips distributed around the walls. There were also padded blocks jutting out waist-high from the surfaces -- similar in size to large ottomans.

I also saw there were a couple handholds right near me, which I put my hands into. Below me, there were more for my feet. I slipped my bare feet into them. Their hot bodies just got me so revved up, I wanted them to just take me.

Perhaps they heard my thoughts, perhaps that was their intent all along. I wasn't concerned. They moved closer, and the lead alien pulled the cloth covering from my body.

What happens now?

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