Susan Ivanova sighed as she stared at the invitation in her hand. A party, a celebration for the reconciled Drazi factions. She was tempted to throw it away, to pretend she never received it. But after a moment of hesitation, she decided to attend. She deserved a night of fun, after all the hard work she had put into resolving the Drazi conflict.
As she walked into the party, she was greeted by the Drazi leaders, who offered her a drink. She accepted, taking a sip of the strong alcoholic beverage from their planet. Immediately, she felt the effects. The Drazi watched with amusement as she became more and more intoxicated.
"Your breasts are so small," one of the Drazi commented, reaching out to unbutton her uniform jacket.
"And your ass is so round," another added, as they began to grope her.
Ivanova was too drunk to react. She allowed the Drazi to touch her, to force her to jerk them off and then to suck their cocks. Despite her weak resistance, the Drazi raped her, first in her pussy and then in her ass. Her legs twitched limply as they penetrated her.
The Drazi put Ivanova on all fours and continued to fuck her from behind and in the mouth. She moaned with a cock in her mouth, her ass shaking from the thrusts. After a long and hard gangbang, all the Drazi took turns ejaculating inside her.
Ivanova was left lying on the floor, her uniform trousers and panties down, cum dripping from her pussy and ass. She was in and out of consciousness, unable to move or speak.
Security chief Michael Garibaldi found Ivanova in this state and, despite their friendship, couldn't resist the temptation. He fucked her in her mouth, pussy, and ass. She was too drunk to resist or even realize what was happening.
Garibaldi ejaculated inside Ivanova and then tidied her up, taking her to her cabin. The next morning, Ivanova woke up with no memory of the previous night. She felt sore and itchy in her pussy and ass and tasted something strange in her mouth.
Ivanova tried to recall what happened but couldn't remember anything after the Drazi party. She felt embarrassed and violated but didn't know why. She went about her day, trying to shake off the feeling of unease and confusion. She had no idea that her own friend took advantage of her while she was drunk.
"Ivanova, are you okay?" Garibaldi asked, as he saw her looking disoriented.
"I'm fine," she replied, trying to put on a brave face. But deep down, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was not right.
"Just a night to remember," Garibaldi thought to himself, as he walked away, leaving Ivanova to her thoughts.
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