[ENF]FEE, The Khish: Ch01.

 So, this is an old story I wrote awhile ago taking place in the "Future 101" universe.  The story was originally written over two years ago, so both the general style and the universe vision are a little dated (amongst other thing, I believe back when I was writing this I planned to have "female sagging" be a bigger fashion trend then I'm now thinking it probably would have been :-p).  It did receive a minor editing job a bit more recently, when I was posting it to a Tumblr blog, but even that was over a year ago.  

So, basically, the quality of this story may be a bit lower than some of my more recently written works.  

You have been warned.  




[Warning: Work contains Stripping and ENF elements portrayed in a light-hearted/humorous fashion. May be inappropriate for viewers with related trauma triggers or who are otherwise sensitive to this kind of stuff, as well as readers with a hard time separating fantasy from reality. Further, the creator of this work does not condone attempts to cause situations similar to this IRL in any way shape or form. Remember, there's a reason some things are relegated to the realm of fiction.]

--------------------[Females of Earth Expedition, The Khish, Ch1/5.]--------------------

"We have touch down!"  announced the ships pilot, Shiggy, "Take off is gonna be a pain, but I should have enough room to manage it.  Anyway, we should be good for now." 

"So, the air's breathable?" Liz inquired. 

"That's the reading I'm getting," Shiggy responded. 

"Sweet!" Liz remarked, adjusting her braid, "Anybody wanna come with me to do some exploration?" 

"Al-already?" A British voice responded.  It was Rebecca, the ships funder. 

"I don't see why not," Liz replied. 

There was a momentary pause. 

"Sure," A voice chimed in.  It was Susan, Liz's friend, who had realized that if she disagreed Liz would probably just go on without her, alone, on an unexplored planet. 

"I'm coming too!"  Samantha added, realizing all that time on the ship had left her claustrophobic.  Besides, Susan was Samantha's big sister, and there was no way the 18 year old girl was letting her adventurous spirit be upstaged by her big sister. 

Shiggy briefly considered saying something.  Liz was a friend of the family, and she wasn't too comfortable letting her go risk herself, but Susan and Samantha were her own children, and she REALLY didn't want to let them risk themselves.  On the other hand, they were adults, and her wife, Jennie, had already explained that she felt if the kids were coming with them on this expedition then they should be allowed to explore for themselves.  So instead she remarked a simple, "Ok, you people be careful, and... don't hesitate to call for help if you encounter anything unexpected," and left it at that. 

The three girls put on their boots and got out of the cockpit.  Liz was wearing a simple, short, gold colored dress.  It made her stand out a bit, being more fitted for a couple decades ago, but it was heat reflective, which was useful in the current environment.  It didn't quite match the color of her hair, but it was close.  That... may or may not have been a good thing. 

Susan was wearing loose dull green pants that were worn somewhat low, reaching maybe an inch above butt level, metallic pink boyshort underwear that were secretly secured to her pants to keep the latter from falling down, and a loose tan hoodie with a zipper and torn-off sleeves.  She had brown hair that she wore loose.

Samantha was dressed similarly to her sister, although the hoodie was white, her pants were black and at knee level, and the underwear was lacy white panties instead of pink boyshorts (and were clearly NOT connected to her pants).  Samantha also had on black fingerless gloves.  Her hair was brown, like her sisters, although it was a bit shorter, coming just short of shoulder length. 

All three of the girls had large, visible devices vaguely resembling wireless headsets strapped to their left ears which served as combination universal translators and medium range communicators between the group. 

As they walked along, the three girls took note of their surroundings.  They seemed to be in the middle of a jungle.  No big surprise there, just going in they had seen that almost the entire planet was jungle.  Other than that, the temperature was warm, but not particularly hot... kinda like being in the sub-tropics in late spring or early autumn.  Although it was mid-day, Liz and Susan could hear what sounded like crickets chirping in the background.  There was also an occasional soft trilling sound in the distance, although neither girl could figure out what was making it.  Whatever it was, it didn't sound big enough (or close enough) to be a threat, so they chose to ignore it for the time being. 

There was some rustling in the nearby trees.  "I'm gonna go check that out," Liz remarked. 

"Ok," Samantha replied. 

"You sure that's a good idea?" Susan inquired. 

"What's the worst that could happen?" Liz returned. 

Liz disappeared into the foliage.  After wandering for a bit, she noticed a small clearing surrounded by thick brush on three sides.  In the middle of the clearing was a circle of rocks, on top of which rested a pile of leaves, and on top of those rested a few pieces of fresh fruit (the species of which Liz didn't recognize, but they were clearly fruit) and some small decorative and semi-precious stones (a lot of quartz, actually, including some amethyst and rose quartz). 

"Ahh," Liz thought to herself, "So the planet has sentient life.  I wonder what the purpose of this is, though." 

Liz took a few steps towards the pile of leaves.  Something snagged her foot... 

... It was a rope.  Specifically, a rope that was looped around her ankle, and very rapidly going taught.  In fact, before Liz could react, the device had tightened around her ankle and was rapidly pulling her foot out from under her.  It was relatively slow for a snare-trap, but still more than fast enough to catch Liz off guard, and before she knew it she was not only hanging upside down, but her loose dress had slipped up past her shoulders, covering her arms and head and leaving her silky white bra and panties exposed. 

Honestly, the embarrassment of Liz's exposure was trumped only by the humiliation of being caught by such an obvious trap.  The fact that the creators of the trap had gone to such great lengths to make it as slow and smooth as it was probably meant they had no immediate intention to hurt her, but it was still a very uncomfortable situation. 

Liz heard the rustling in the leaves again.  It was now growing closer.  She felt the rope she was hanging by jostle, then go extra ridged, as if a weight had been moved to it.  A weight that she got the impression was slowly working its way down the rope. 

Liz heard something from just above her in a language neither she nor her translator immediately recognized. 

Liz was startled when she heard a response in that same language from beneath her. 

There was a momentary pause, then Liz felt a hand (or at least, something like a hand) reach down and touch her just beneath her panty-line.  The appendage slowly curled around the undergarment, the back of it felt smoother and harder than the front, as if covered in some sort of shell.  Then, before Liz knew what was going on, the appendage pulled back, slowly lifting her panties up, away from her waistline, over her legs, and finally up onto the rope. 

Liz could feel the rope jiggle as the... whatever it was... climbed up the rope and made off with her underwear.  She was quickly distracted from this fact, though, when she then felt the entity beneath her leap up and grab her dress, pulling it down and off her.  While this was going on, she felt the entity above her reach down and grab the boot on her free foot, quickly pulling it off her ankle.  She was now wearing nothing but one boot and a bra. 

With her vision no longer obstructed, Liz could now make out the creature that had just assaulted her.  It was humanoid.  Liz guessed it was anywhere from a meter to a meter and a half tall, although it was hard to tell more exactly then that considering her somewhat awkward perspective.  It had black (or, rather, dark, dark green) skin, with patches covered by even darker colored chitin.  Its head was covered with numerous long, moderately slender, curved and swept back spikes that seemed to serve much the same purpose as hair, and two slightly larger and significantly thicker spikes emanated from its forehead, occasionally moving in a way that oddly reminded Liz of antenna.  The creature had large, black eyes, similar to those of an insect.  The eyelids and facial structure were decidedly human-like, although the proportions were such as to make the creature come off as something of a slightly exaggerated caricature of a child.  About half a foot beneath its arms, a pair of large, bat like wings emanated, folded up at the creatures sides.  Aside from that, Liz noticed that the creature was naked...

... Ok, mostly naked.  It... she... had a simple, short skirt made out of a couple of large, interwoven leaves and vines wrapped around her lower half.  The creature was certainly exposed enough for Liz to notice the creatures chest, which had a structure implying mammal like mothering habits, although the breasts weren't terribly large. 

The creature muttered something at Liz.  It then stuck out its tongue.  The tongue was, like most of the creature, vaguely human-like, although a little more slender than would be normal, and significantly longer. 

There was a brief pause.  The creature then repeated its odd phrase.  At this point Liz's universal translator pinged, then announced, "Explorer.  Stupid explorer." 

"What?"  Liz inquired, although she realized the creature probably couldn't understand her. 

"Nosy, stupid explorer,"  the creature remarked in its native language, followed by an untranslated sentence. 

"Wait, nosy?  I was just..."
Liz stopped mid sentence.  The creature on the ground was merely serving as a distraction for her comrade in the trees.  Liz realized this mainly because she could now feel said comrade climbing down her back.  Liz felt the creature wrap its legs around her back, and it then proceeded to fumble with her bra, using both hands. 

This continued for several minutes.  It seemed clear the creature understood the contraption it was working at was supposed to unlatch somehow, but not how to work it, and eventually, Liz's embarrassment and concern began to be mitigated by mild amusement.  After awhile the creature gave up on unhooking the bra and instead leaned in and began chewing on the strap. 

It took several minutes more, but eventually the garment tore apart, and the creature took it in hand as she proceeded to climb further down the girl's body until her calves were wrapped around Liz's neck and head and the rest of her around Liz's arms.  At this point both Liz and the creature were at such an angle that if Liz strained her head a bit she could just see the creature out of the corner of her eye.  More accurately, she could see up the creatures skirt.  It... wasn't wearing undergarments.  If the creature was aware of this vantage point, though, it didn't seem terribly bothered, seeming far more interested in tieing Liz's arms together with the girl's own bra and a bit of vine.  Within moments the Earth-girl's arms were bound over her head. 

With this task completed, the creature finally bent over and reached up to Liz's ear, carefully extracting her translator and taking it in hand.  Having now claimed the device as her own, the creature proceeded to jump off of Liz's arms, spreading her wings wide and gliding gracefully to the ground to join her companion.  Meanwhile, Liz was left hanging, with no communicator device, her hands tied above her head, and her entire body now fully exposed save for one foot.  This alone was embarrassing, but thinking about the somewhat more modest proportions of her two assailants somehow made Liz that much more self conscious of her own figure.  The fact that the rocking motion she was left with when the creature had dismounted from her caused her own boobs to bounce slightly didn't help much, either. 

The two creatures started to run off, turning back one last time to make what Liz figured were meant to be funny faces at her before completing their exit.  Tied up and helpless, Liz could do nothing but wait for the Susan and Samantha to come to her rescue, although she realized this might be a tad awkward to explain. 

Time passed.  Occasionally Liz would feel a small insect or similar flying creature land on her skin.  Those that Liz managed to catch a glimpse of were actually quite pretty, often baring a passing resemblance to brightly colored butterflies or small, ladybug like beetles.  Didn't make the tickling sensation they left any less awkward, though. 

Liz heard the trilling sound in the distance again.  She was really starting to wonder what that thing was.  It still didn't concern her, as it was far off and still sounded smallish, but... it was starting to bug the heck out of her not to know what it was.  She wanted to go investigate, but of course she was instead stuck here, naked, bested by natives, and having to deal with the ticklish assault of the native wild-life.  Of course, not like her curiosity was proving to be terribly beneficial... it was what got her into this in the first place.  

... Time continued to pass... 

Liz was REALLY starting to wonder where Susan and Samantha were...  

--------------------[End of Ch01.   Thanks for Reading.]--------------------