Keith leisurely reclined on the lifeguard stand, basking in the Miami sunshine. He looked out through his sunglasses, keeping a keen eye on his patch of waters, maintaining consistent count of beachgoers and noting any struggling swimmers. The waters here were calm though, with no serious riptides to concern himself with. All Keith had to do in the moment, was sit back and look pretty. He was still recovering after a blow-out session at the gym, and enjoyed the paid opportunity for relaxation. The hunk eagerly sipped at a mug full of icy Gatorade, staring at a team of female volleyball players, and sighed to himself in satisfaction. He was enjoying the warm atmosphere and salty smell in the air.
"What a magnificently rippling specimen, oh and I love the color too. I simply must have it," the quivering gastropod merrily gurgled. Queen Borbax had been in a terrible funk recently, after her last pet had died unexpectedly of massive pelvic failure. Finally, the corpulent, alien, slug queen's scanning arrays had detected a suitable humanoid that set her many heart-valves aflutter. The gelatinous mass of alien royalty commanded her child-minions to steer the resplendent Slug Mothership over the Earth beach to fetch her new pet, and the day's sustenance.
Everyone on the beach was in a total state of panic as the gigantic flying saucer hovered over the beach. Ominous waves of gravitational energy were sending rippling storms of sand and seaspray coruscating away in huge circles. In the chaos and confusion, Keith noticed several people appeared to be drowning on the beach, overwhelmed by the sight of an alien spaceship. Ignoring the roaming nimbus columns of blue abduction beams that were sucking up female volleyball players and sunbathers alike, Keith tried to make it to the water line. The sprinting lifeguard was focused on his life-or-death duty above all else, but was hoisted unnaturally into the air before he made it to the ocean waves.
Keith awoke utterly befuddled, to an incomprehensible scene surrounding himself. He was splayed out naked in a tiny metal tub, which was full of chemical-scented, blue waters. All around, he was being fawned over by a crew of small, attendant slug creatures, their gastropodal extensions clutching little bath scrubbers and bottles of drying powder. He immediately began shrieking and shirking away from their slimy touch, but the tiny slug aliens were far stronger than their size would dictate, and they casually held him down until satisfied with the thoroughness of his cleansing.
Soon after, Keith was roughly hoisted into the air by some strange technology of the slug aliens, and dragged to the next stage of his strange experience. A new crew of slugs glided in on the ship's slimy floor, bearing garish bundles of bright cloth and exotic laced ruffles. The alien tailors diligently garbed Keith's large, muscular frame in a flamboyant assemblage of puffy, foppish, and incredibly revealing, costumary. They finished by anointing his face with cloying, sticky makeup, giving him a cartoonishly rosy complexion and dusky eyes. The floating lifeguard was then slowly levitated down a series of moist, metallic corridors, until he approached a pair of giant armored doors, flanked by tiny, armed slug men. Keith stared ahead dumbstruck at the horrifying, inexplicable sight before him.
Before him was a corpulent slug creature of massive proportions, undulating on a mound of dripping slime above a clutch of leathery eggs. As his automated anti-gravity mechanism slowly urged him forward, Keith shuddered in revulsion as he mentally processed more of the lurid spectacle. The huge slug was clutching a screaming woman in a bikini, roughly hoisting her towards the alien monstrosity's quivering, fleshy maw. The woman's terrified screams turned to muffled whimpers as she was drawn within the creature's gaping, pulsating lips. The monster gastropod's bloated body bulged obscenely, as it slowly mashed the struggling woman against its oozing flesh, and fed her into its voracious maw. Keith was paralyzed with shock as he realized the elastic, gelatinous flesh of the slug was translucent, and that he could see numerous other women, tightly packed in the alien creature's cavernous, fleshy gullet.
The slug monster continued to feed hungrily, struggling to force the latest live victim down its throat. As the woman was completely swallowed by the writhing beast, her cries became distant and muffled, replaced by the slurping sounds of satisfaction, and the muffled cries of the numerous victims within the creature's insatiable, gluttonous stomach. The slug creature writhed in pleasure, as it sucked the final few inches of its latest victim down into its overstuffed belly, and then finally fell back into a stuporous reclining pose. After a long minute of silent repose, the monstrous slug creature stirred again, and opened its jawless mouth, a woman's head briefly emerging from its wet interior. The slug creature quickly swallowed her up once more, before beginning to speak as Keith approached within feet of the voracious gastropod "Ah, my sweet little poopsykins! Just look at you, all trussed up for mommy Borbax! My beautiful babies are just about to hatch out of me, I want them all to see their new papa's face first thing!" the slug creature exclaimed.
The horrified lifeguard was dragged into an intimate, gooey embrace with hideous monster, as it cradled him with matronly affection. The slug queen teasingly pinched Keith's face, and he felt the slick surface of her undulating body squirm and writhe around his toned physique. The slug queen whispered sweet nothings into his ear, while stroking his hair.
"Don't worry poopsykins, I'll keep you safe! You're going to be my favorite pet, I promise, we're going to do such wonderful things together. I have needs though, my sweet, womanly needs. But you'll find out all about that later, when I'm ready to be sated." The slug queen cooed into Keith's ear.
"No, I'm sorry Queen Borbax, but I'm not interested. I've got a girlfriend who I need to get back to right now," Keith stammered, trying to extricate himself from the slug's embrace. The slug queen seemed disappointed at first, but soon smothered him with even more affection, and pressed her slimy lips against his own.
"Oh poopsykins, you don't understand what's happening, this is the beginning of our new life together! You can't resist your destiny now, the fate of humanity depends on it!" The slug queen crooned.
Keith was overwhelmed with emotion as the slug monster continued to hold him close, her slimy, quivering body pressing up against his. He could feel the uneven struggles of the numerous, live women inside the creature's abdomen, and was overcome by the feeling that he might be one of them in an instant.
"Please, I have to go," Keith pleaded, trying to free himself from the creature's clutches. "Nonsense, we've only just gotten to know each other. Who's this girlfriend of yours? I'll show you I'm the better partner, and devour her in single combat." Borbax purred.
"No, no, I have to get back to Miami. I'm sure you have plenty of other guys that you could-"
"I only have eyes for you, my beautiful, ruddy, little, musk monkey! You'll make such a fine companion, I promise! I will make you mine! It's time for my children to be born, and I need someone to help raise them! If I can't have you, I'll virus bomb this whole cruddy planet" Borbax declared with firmness.
Keith was torn between his desire to save the human race, and his intense desire to avoid consummating his union with a monster of this scale. He felt like he was going mad, and the alien queen's seductive words were beginning to take hold in his mind. The lifeguard struggled in vain, trying to break free of Borbax's slimy arms, as she began wantonly fondling his chest and abs with her slimy appendages. The alien slug monster seemed to only grow more passionate and insistent at his resistance, as he felt her slimy, tentacle-like tongue snake out and caress the underside of his chin. Her body felt so soft and yielding, and she was so warm, it was impossible to resist her advances as he felt the slimy tentacles start to slide down his hard, sculpted abdomen towards his crotch.
"Oh let me show you how much I want to mate with you, my cute little pet! Let me give you the taste of my love juices. I've got a special treat for you, that I bet you haven't ever tasted before!" Borbax moaned.
Keith tried to wrench himself free, but the monster's strong, muscular arms held him fast. The slug monster suddenly began extending an oozing appendage that dripped a strange, sweet-smelling substance, which she rubbed on Keith's exposed face.
"Oh my precious little poopsykins, this is the nectar of my love. It will make you forget everything, and leave all other thoughts behind," Borbax cooed.
Keith felt himself succumbing to her sweet, viscous fluid,