Date: Fri, 2 Jul 1999 02:55:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Willie Hewes <williehewes@yahoo.com>
Subject: Alien

To the high council of ZMok_Hor'Ra, 

Most reverented and respectold lords, 

I hereby request to be dismissed from my duty as a member of the 
Interdimensional Explorer Team 4.1. Fifty-five Time Units after my 
arrival on the planet of Sun 3, I have decided this is where I wish 
to spend rest of my time.
 
   I apologise to my brethren for this treason, but my decision has 
been made and cannot be changed. As an explanation for this strange 
behaviour I will now tell you, in the best way I can, of my first 
encounter with the strange and primitive bipeds of Sun 3, and the 
bizarre effects it had on my person. This is the only way I can 
conceive of to give a satisfactory explanation, please forgive my 
humble person for not being there in person to clarify my 
experience, but this will have to do. 

   Let me first give you the raw data on the primitive bipeds of 
Sun 3, a species that calls itself "humans" and shares it's 
planet with googols of other, even more primitive species and 
races. They exist in three dimensions, are large and clumsy, and 
breed by mixing the two sub-kinds: man and woman. All this 
information, but no more, can be found in the Interdimensional 
Explorer Database 4.1, as you know I was sent to add to this 
information. But how could I have been prepared for the amazing 
things these 3-dimensional beings had to offer?

   I made impact, quite as planned, in a city, a densely populated 
area where most of the inefficient plantlife of this planet has 
been removed. For a moment I believed I had made a mistake, because 
I had landed on a particularly densely overgrown spot, but luckily 
soon one member of the alien race came into sight. I lifted myself 
up and positioned myself between the eyes of this rather small 
creature so I could observe all the things the creature observed. I 
soon drew the conclusion that I had attached myself to a 
particularly young member of the species; the two other creatures 
it had immediate view of were considerably larger and more leathery 
and wrinkled of skin. I observed these creatures for a while, and 
was surprised to find that they must somehow have acquired some sort 
of language, for they seemed able to communicate with each other, 
and with the larva I was attached to. 

   Then they called out to a third one, who quickly approached. He 
sat down as they stood up and disappeared. He leaned into my 
direction and sent some phonetic messages to the larva. 
Immediately I felt the need to examine this specimen more closely, 
and as I drifted closer to him, I felt some strange calling 
emanating from this being, and it was answered from somewhere in me. 
He had less of his skin covered than the others, leaving his body 
bare up to the place where it began dividing into the two legs, and 
especially that bareness seemed to hold some hidden significance. I 
nestled into the gold-brown skin of the shoulder, with a view over 
the rich hills and valleys of the chest. 

   Confused by my own lack of logical action, I rolled down towards 
the darker-brown tiny volcano that stood in the middle of one of 
these hills, and an indescribably pleasant feeling began to flow in 
through my tactile sensors. It was as if some hidden vibration, on 
an obsolete frequency was sent out by this creature, and somehow it 
was stronger on this volcano-shaped tip. I felt the vibrations 
increase as the little volcano changed shape, grew harder and higher. 
There was nothing that could have stopped me now, my whole being 
was vibrating along with this golden creature, he let out the air 
in his lungs in a long rush, and I saw his forepaw move in the 
direction of his lower front. 

   That attracted my attention, I began to wonder what was hidden 
under the green cloth, and, reluctantly, began to make my way 
across the warm brown landscape towards his lower body. You must 
understand, that by this time I had lost all sense of duty and 
responsibility, I was simply determined to find out what these 
strange and new sensation could mean, all else had slipped from 
my mind. Call it dementia if you will, classify this planet as a 
class % area if that is what you must do after reading this message.
I can only tell you the truth. 

   I had made my way across the part of his body that was uncovered, 
and slipped into the cave that was formed by the green material 
that covered him. The light filtered through it turned soft green 
too, the atmosphere growed moist and fragrant, the incredible 
vibrations still increasing as I made my way downwards. I was making 
my way between short, black hairs, (as I told you, it's a primitive 
species) when I caught sight of a very unusual shape of flesh. It was 
responsible for the large space under the clothing, a broad, brown 
tower of flesh, bent against the green material and poking it 
upwards as far as it would go. This, I felt my innermost being tell 
me, was the source of these exotic sensations, this was my goal. 

   I made my way around the stem, and started climbing up the 
underside, making my way across a drumming vellum, shot through 
with speeding rivers, just below the skin. They made my sensors 
blur out, my neural center getting overloaded with their 
subliminal message. Above all this, I heard my human making another 
kind of vocal noises, at first I thought he was communicating 
again, but they were too rhythmical and too alike to carry much 
meaning. His breath had changed from a normal, inaudible ebb and 
flow to a fast and short rushing, and I guessed the human must be 
experiencing something like I was. 

   I had reached the top of the tower, and my whole being was now 
swaying with the heavy throbbing that emanated from somewhere below 
that skin. The sensations by now blocked out my sensory input, and 
blinded I moved on across slippery skin, following the call of this 
amazing body. I came across some kind of liquid, dove into it and 
found a tiny hole. As I hung motionless at the entrance, I suddenly 
felt the vibration increase from all sides, my neural center was 
trying to shut itself down, I felt this whole strange world 
collapse around me as suddenly, the sensory information came 
flooding back terrifyingly clear. I felt a sudden wave of liquid 
rushing out from the tube I was hanging in, washing me away on hot 
waves, lifting me high, pulling me out of my being, again, and 
again, oh!

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Eddy opened his eyes to a painfully blue sky. He heard his mother 
and father, distantly; his mother in panic:
"Oh my God, honey are you all right? are you in pain?"
Never before had he felt so hot all of a sudden, in fact, he had never 
felt hot at all, too hot to talk, to hot to think, to hot get up and 
make it to a place where he could jerk off without being watched. He 
looked down and saw that his shorts were wet, a darkgreen spot 
was growing between his legs. 

   He had come right there, on the grass in the park, moaning and 
sighing, with his little brother right next to him. He felt like 
laughing. It was so inexplicably funny, and then he did laugh, long 
and hysterically, his mother growing more worried every minute. They 
would think he had gone mad. He had no idea what had come over him, 
but he sure hoped it would come again sometime.