The Stormy Green Menace
Tony was a slow little shit.� He couldn't play
football, he couldn't play� baseball, and he really� really
couldn't play track. He was a fucking little� loser bitch� who
got picked on by all the bigger kids.
It all changed one� day after school. He was trying to ask out a girl, Tina,� who was� goddam sexy. She had long brown hair, big boobs and a nice ass.� She� actually laughed at him, and he went home fuming. As he walked� the 3 blocks to� his home, he noticed a sudden thunderstorm forming. Just fucking great he� thought to himself.�
He was halfway� home when it happened. He stopped to tie his shoe, then when� he� stood up he glanced up at the sky. He saw a white flash above him� and a� streak of lightening rushed down and met him in the face.�
He was blind. Everything was white. He couldn't FUCKING SEE!!�
But then the air started to clear. Sounds which had been muffled� were coming� in clearer now. Everything was returning to normal.� He lay there for several� more minutes, waiting for a nurse to� come in. He was sure they had heard him� screaming. He wondered� how long he had been out, how long he'd been in the� hospital.� When all his libido finally returned to him, he sat up and looked� around.�
Tony was still laying on the fucking sidewalk. No� one had found him, no one� had taken him to the hospital. Fucking� bastards
He pushed himself up off the pavement and looked� at himself. Surprisingly,� the lightening seemed to do little damage.� His clothes were charred and barely� hung together in a few spots,� but otherwise he was fine. He picked up his� bookbag, then threw� it back down. He didn't need it anymore. The plastic of the� bag� was melted and all the books were burned to a crisp. Fucking� great.
He walked about thirty feet when he heard a buzzing� sound. It was really� quiet, but at the same time he could hear� nothing else, like it was the loudest� sound in the world. He felt� wind on his back. He turned around and saw a� ginormous spinning� silver disc hovering a hundred feet above the ground. It� gradually� lowered itself to fifty feet, then eight small hatches opened around� the bottom. Tiny cylindrical objects emerged, one from each hole.� He immediately saw� they were thin little spider legs. They touched� the ground and the ship stopped� spinning, dropping several feet� but still held up by the legs. He couldn't� understand how those� tiny legs could hold up such a massive object. Actually, he� didn't� give a shit. IT WAS A FUCKING ALIEN SPACESHIP!!!�
A tiny door� opened and a platform emerged, lowering itself to the ground.� Tiny� shadows appeared at the door. When they came into view, Tony couldn't� help� but laugh. They were each about fourteen inches tall, with� four arms each. They� were literally pencil thin, and they almost� seemed to use the wind to propel� them. They had short legs and� extremely long thin arms, tipped with three� fingers. They were� all practical beige. Their heads were tiny. They looked like� eyeballs� with a tiny amout of tissue around them.�
"Y'all some ugly little..."�
He never finished his sentence because one of the aliens raised� a tiny little� metal object which emitted a red flash.�
Tony� awoke to find himself inside the ship. He was tied down, and naked� on a� metal table. There was a hole where his ass was. He screamed.� He shouted for� help. He tried to break free. Not a goddam thing� did anything to help.�
"I wish you'd shut up"�
He turned� his head and saw Tina was tied down next to him. And she was naked.� Despite the current situation, he couldn't help but stare. She� was naked. Holy� fucking shit! She looked so much better than he� could have ever imagined. And he� imagined it a lot when he was� in his bedroom. She ran her eyes down his body and� saw his erection.� She laughed. That whore.
His attention was taken by the aliens. They were gathered around them with� long metal objects. Apparently� they collected them. Each was tipped in a clear� sphere with what� looked like a camera. Oh shit. The table he was fasted� to� spun over and he found himself facing the floor. He heard moving� and� shuffling, and Tina said "Eww..that's gross." But then he� heard her scream,� followed by a wet squeelching sound. This was� followed by the metal� camera-tipped rod being shoved up his ass.� He screamed.�
An hour later he sat there dazed and confused,� unable to formulate proper� thought. He found himself forgetting� the ship landing. There was a ship,� wasnt there? He felt� the memories fade away, one by one. He faught to hold� on to one� memory. And as he was dropped back onto the ground from the ship,� he� sank into unconciousness with the thought of Tina's perfect� titties in his mind,� and the puzzlement at where he had seen them.�
Tony awoke and wondered what the fuck had happened. He had� been walking, then� suddenly he was lying on the pavement asleep.� He had dreamed something weird.� The only thing he could remember� was Tina's boobs. Oh GYAHD her boobs. And oh� GYAHD his ass hurt.� He got up for the second time and started walking.�
He walked� another block when he heard a loud sound, like metal screaming.� He� turned around and saw a toxic waste truck from the local plant� fishtailing� around he street corner behind him. It slid sideways� on the road, heading� straight for him. He was frozen, panicked.� It rolled onto its side and the metal� container ruptured and thousands� of gallons of glowing green liquid exploded� from within it, like� a man having an orgasm. Well, more like a woman who can� ejaculate,� since it was a big hole. Anyway.�
Tony stared as the stuff rushed� at him and he finally found his speed. He� ran, as fast as he had� ever run before. Faster. Ten feet later the waste caught� up with� him and knocked him off his feet. He slid on his back, then was� pushed� onto his front side, rolling down the street in the sludge.� He was finally able� to stand up, but he was now covered in it.� He winced as he felt it start burning� him. It was burning through� his skin, his clothes. It was just then he heard� something over� head. He looked up and saw a white light growing in the clouds.�
"Oh fuck. Not again"�
Twenty minutes later Tony woke up,� the now-familiar sensation of having been� struck by lightening� throughout his body. Again, he was miraculously unhurt. He� in� fact felt better than before. The sludge was no longer eating through� his� skin, in fact the burns had actually healed. He found it funny,� but his mind� kept wandering. His clothes were almost gone. He� was reduced to a few scraps and� his boxers. They had a few holes� in them, but they'd been protected by his� jeans. He got up and� brushed the dirt and leaves off his body and started towards� home.� It was dark, so he decided to run - and was home.