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A loud wavy sound echoed through the room as the ancient teleporter started up with a bang, a bright green glow painting over the 2 people who started it.
“Woooo there we go!” Robin yelled in excitement, clapping her hands as their hard work finally paid off.
AL-AN didn’t say any words of joy but after being around him for a while, Robin could guess that the faint flashes of colour over his body were some sort of positive emotion.
He turned his head towards Robin. “We may begin the transport whenever you are ready, but I would prefer it to be done quickly.” He said in his usual low monotone.
“I can go right now, I want to get off this iceball!” Robin responded enthusiastically. Not like she had any other way off this planet either way.
“Noted. I must inform you that these portals were only built with architect biology in mind and you might sustain serious damage to your physical form if you attempt to enter. There is a way to subvert it however.” He led on, partially distracted by a hologram he was tapping away at.
“Yeah and what’s that? I’d prefer to not be disintegrated by a portal after surviving all the leviathans.” Her voice had clear sarcasm in it but she wasn’t sure if AL-AN could pick up on that.
“You will be stored inside of me, my body will work as a buffer.” He said, still clicking away on files.
Robin thought for a moment. “Oh so like you will send my brain matter into yours or something? Like your mind was in mine?” She questioned, not all that bothered by the prospect after all the weirdness she had already been through.
“Unfortunately your brain’s structure is not advanced enough for that. Instead, your body will be placed inside mine through insertion into my rectum.” He told her matter-of-factly, not placing any emphasis on any particular word. "You will likely have to stay inside there for some time, while I build you a vessel with renewable oxygen."
Robin’s jaw dropped at his words. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” She hopelessly sighed as she stared at the backend of the alien which just so happened to be at head-height, hoping it was simply poorly worded on AL-AN’s part.
AL-AN darted over to another side of the room, looking over charts and numbers that Robin didn’t quite understand. “You are aware that my ability for human humour is not satisfactory and I therefore avoid the subject.” He stated.
“Seriously, your solution is shoving me up your ass?” She asked. She couldn’t have imagined being in this type of conversation but she tried to take it as calmly as possible.
“It is the only orifice I currently have available, and making a new one would cost valuable time and resources.” He explained, as if that was the problematic part. "I assure you that your body will fit rather comfortably, so long as you don't mind tight spaces." He added on, trying to ease the human's worries the best he could.
Robin facepalmed, annoyed. “Don’t you have some like…. Architect mimic box or something I could be put in instead? I feel like your species should have been able to come up with something better.” She asked, trying to grasp a trickle of normalcy. She thought about what going up the rear end of AL-AN would be like, and it couldn't be that bad? At least the alien was pretty attractive, she thought. She just had to go along with the swing of it.
“Since the joint travel with other sentient species was extremely rare we never had a real reason to expand that area of research.” He had moved back to being right in front of the portal, and tilted his head down at Robin. “Are you having second thoughts?” He asked simply, not understand why the human would be against it but trying to empathize with her apparent worry.
She again looked over the alien's body, curling down his back to his 4 legs, down to the end point of his rear where she saw his tail slightly wiggling with his movements. Her face reddened and she tried to take the inherent lewdness it out of her mind. “No, I still want to follow you back to your homeworld, just… Ugh, can I keep my wetsuit on?" Robin asked. She was trying to take the action in a separate direction in her head, as it was an alien species with alien biology, though the fact that he called the hole she was going into his "rectum" put quite the damper on that line of thought.
“If you wish.” AL-AN responded, still not seeing anything wrong or even suggestive about this action.
Suddenly, 2 of the hovering mechanical arms behind AL-AN moved to grab Robin, holding her by around her calves and stomach.
“Wow, can you at least warn me before you do that?” She asked him rhetorically, having gotten used to his way of doing things but still finding it a bit annoying.
“I am sorry. Could you please hold your arms straight above your head? It will help us getting you inside more efficiently” He asked her calmly, which she followed on.
The floating arms quickly moved Robin to behind the alien, holding her straight in an almost swimming pose. AL-AN lifted his short and thick tail, revealing a very small looking hole.
AL-AN was still focused on the hologram, and seemed to barely be paying any mind to the massive object about to push it's way up his rump.
“I shall begin inserting you now.” He remarked casually, as she began slowly moving forward.
“My god I can’t believe this is actually happening…” Robin sighed, but AL-AN ignored it, not wanting to waste more time. She understood that it wasn’t actually the same anatomy, and, really, she was mostly fine with this. It was just a very extreme version of a culture clash.
Her fingers started going in. To her surprise the hole was at least somewhat malleable as it stretched along her hands, and it had some sort of slick lubricant lining its insides.
Her hands went in a bit faster, and her arms started being pushed inside. She wasn’t sure how this felt for AL-AN, and him not reacting doesn’t say much about it either.
With her arms a decent bit inside, she tried moving them around. It didn’t feel roomy exactly, but his insides could bend around her decently and were rather soft to the touch, despite the overall tightness.
As her head was just about to go in, and she could stare into the opening to his dark, moist insides, she suddenly stopped moving.
“Uh, something wrong?” Robin asked after a few moments. She could feel the heat emanating from inside of him wash over her face.
He was quiet for a while. “I seem to be encountering some… complications with your insertion. This new body is seemingly not yet accustomed to the required stretching. Give me a moment to adjust.” He explained. Robin had never heard his voice be this kind of shaky before.
The alien shoving her up its ass is having issues. Perfect.
After a short while, and a new slightly forward leaning body posture from AL-AN, he again began moving Robin into him.
Her head moved inside rather quickly. She was happy there was no sort of smell, but she assumed there wouldn’t be since it was after all another anatomy. Though she still got a bit instinctively squeamish as the bare skin of her face was sliding along his innards. Her arms started bending a little as they entered a more winding track.
Her shoulders managed to get in as well, but AL-AN again took a short pause right after and she could see his body slightly rumble.
After that bump, her chest and breasts went in easier, and the rest of her torso slid in slowly but steadily. Along with the robotic arms behind her, she could feel that he was definitely "sucking" her inside as well, feeling like it was working over her body in waves.
The parts of her body that were already inside had started to curl up in a softer sort of pouch, though it was a rather tight fit.
Her hips created another bump, and she could feel AL-AN shake. Her thighs, calves and feet went in without a hitch, and his hole could stop stretching.
Underneath AL-AN, there was now a bulge made from Robin’s body that extended between his 4 legs. Though it wasn’t big because of their size difference, it was still definitely noticeable, and his legs would brush against the bulge as he walked.
Assessing his new weight with some testing steps, he found his footing. “Are you comfortable in there, Robin?” He asked genuinely. She assumed he still saw this action as completely normal, though with his tone rarely changing it wasn't easy to know.
Robin was curled up. The insides were too dark to see anything, and all the surfaces were soft and slimy, and heat emanated around her. It was definitely comfortable, even if there wasn't much room.
“It’s fine, I'm alright.” She responded, attempting to find a good position.
“I am glad.” He said as he moved towards the portal. “Steady yourself.” He told her as if she could from inside of him.
Stepping through the portal, all Robin could feel was some shaking, and after just a few moments it was over, and AL-AN had stepped onto one of his species' landing pads.
“Both of us survived, which is a positive outcome.” He stated. “I believe the travel time from here to a primary base will take around 8 months if there are no interruptions, but I should be able to produce an ample oxygenated suit for you before then. In the meantime, I will keep you housed within me.” He assured her, trying to sound gentle. Meanwhile he was walking towards the nearest available ship, and inside Robin could feel each step he took, not only because it wobbled the walls around her, but she could also feel his legs slide over the side of his enlarged gut.
“I mean… Yeah, sure. I am beyond the point of being weirded out from this by now.” She responded, a bit tiredly. Being inside of an alien’s ass for up to a few months wasn't on her immediate to-do list, but it really wasn't all that bad either, all things considered. It was even... mildly comfortable. And at least she would be stuck inside the ass of an alien she enjoyed being around.
“I am pleased to hear so.” He told her back kindly. “I will begin construction of the suit shortly, once I've found myself around the ship. I am certain both of us can learn much about the other during that time.” He said again as if it was the most normal thing, as the space ship started to take off.
"Looking forward to it." Robin responded, her tone back to being her usual optimistic self, in her comfy new home. AL-AN gave a short sound of affirmation in return.
Robin was definitely liking the idea of it. Some quality time of bonding with her new travel buddy and it all making for an undoubtedly interesting “first contact” experience.