Date: Thu, 13 Jan 2011 13:04:14 -0800 (PST)
From: James Bernard <james17bernard@yahoo.com>
Subject: gay/sf-fantasy/New Species-3

I made my own story of aliens...I hope you enjoy it. I have gotten a few
replies about the ideas I used...they were all wrong. Keep thinking. Reach me at
james17bernard@yahoo.com


I woke up and was still naked, but looked human.
I was in the back of a van...driving on a desert road.I looked and realized we
were about to cross the Mexican Border. "Wow, this is gonna be hard to explain."
I said smartly to whoever had me captive. "Actually...we are able to get
through. We have American Citizen, and we don't need passports." It was Kevin's
voice.


"Dr. Platon, has a home in California." It was Stephen's voice. "We will be
heading there, as soon as we get in the States...completely.

"Yeah, whatever. Why did you guys kid...alien nap me?" I asked seriously
wondering.

"Because....we don't know.  You stung me and Dr. Platon with apparently a
hallucinogen, it also has a pheromone inducer...you made us want you. We can't
have you if you're locked up, tougher than Fort Knox." Kevin said, grimly.


"And you, Stephen?" I asked, seriously what was he here for. "I'm here
because...well, Adeva. I have to watch out for you. Dr. Platon ordered me too.
I'm no pushover for the U.S. Government. Dr. Platon...he saved my life once.


Long ago, when I first started out...I had a flesh eating virus. He is the one
who found an incubator to keep me in to keep my alive. He studied it...till
finally, he found the cure. African Dart Frog's mucus secretion. It killed the
virus and I was able to grow back the flesh I lost. I'm back to normal...and
it's all thanks to Dr. Platon." He said with admiration and a close fellowship
with/for Dr. Platon.


"Riiiight...so you're saying he cured you of a disease...and now you two are
porkin' it on a regular basis." I chimed in bluntly, "What no! Never!" Stephen
said, his face getting red with embarrassment.
"Oh please Stephen! I can smell it on you...it's like...I know what I'm capable
of. Everything I do...I know what will happen. The thing I've noticed most...is
LUST. I can smell you're totally boning for Dr.Platon." He just turned redder,
"Please re-frame from commenting on my feelings." He said, very embarrassed.
"Fine, but let it be known that you have nothing to be embarrassed about." He
just nodded at that, He was focused on the border.


We have just reached it, and they were giving us a hard time. They were speaking
in broken English with a Latin accent. "Stop! What is you have in van." A
bronzed skin man, with a big belly and broken teeth. I could smell alcohol on
his breath. It was obviously too boring to be sober, out in the desert. They
didn't even ask for permission they just broke the door open, regardless of what
Kevin and Stephen said. They opened it up and I just sat there, staring at them.
They pulled me out, their hands tightly constricting my hands. I was going crazy
my transformation took place.

Breaking out of their hands, I let out a animalistic roar. My skin hardened to
its shell form. I was back to my now...TRUE...self. This is my new skin, the old
one is just a suit.

"Puto Monstrou, es el Diablo!" (Fucking Monster, It's The Devil!)

They ran to get their guns, I grabbed one of them by the arm. He fought my steel
grip, but to no avail he couldn't break free. Ripping his arm off and  beating
him with the bloody end of it, the soldiers came and fired at me. I lept in the
air, and caught another soldier firing at me. I shoved the limb of the other
soldier down his throat.  He died from the intrusion, and chocking on the limb.


Swiping my tail at two other soldiers, cutting them both sideways. The smell of
blood becoming intoxicating. I loved it. I needed it.


My tentacles shot out and choked the rest, I felt strange to touch things with
my tentacles as if they were hands.


*Shriek* I was stabbed in the back, my acidic blood melted the blade. It
splattered all over my attacker and it began to burn his face and skin.

I ran, not wanting to be here anymore. With the smell of carnage and the shouts
from Kevin and Stephen.  They drove off after me, but I was miles ahead of them.
I was moving at a blinding speed, with them following far behind.


I had gone past the border, I was miles ahead. I wanted to head someplace that
was full of partying, drinking, drugs, and sex.

Not for me, I don't care for the small three...but it helps getting the last.

My need to mate was crazy, feeling an intense heat in my body. It grew and kept
growing filling me wholely. I needed to mate and soon, but it would take some
time.


Off to California.......................

*Hours later*


Kevin and Stephen, stopped looking for me. They had too, they were running out
of gas. So they finally stopped following and headed back. With enough gas to
get them to Phoenix, Arizona; They were on their way to find a gas
station................................


{Back to me}


I have finally reached California, it was beautiful and busy. I was naked,
walking in the alleys. I didn't want to draw attention to myself, *Rustling* a
can fell.


I realized that there were people around me. Sizing me up, as if they had plans
for me. "What'cha doin' in our territory? Looking for a fix." A big black man,
he was buff and looked young. He had no hair on his head, looking like Terry
Crews. I felt hot again, for a second.


As he got closer, it started to cool off...something was up with him. "You got
something to say....ain't ya gots a mout'?"  He asked in broken English,
obviously he was never school educated.


"I'm just leaving........" I tried to say, but someone grabbed me from behind.
"You ain't goin' no whert. Your body just callin' for a good fuckin'. You likes
cocks, right faggot?" I just flipped out from that, "Gonna' fuck this tight
faggot ass real good." The guy behind me said, slapping my ass. My tail
appeared, no one could see it because of the man. I sent it into his stomach and
out the other side, lifting him up over my head. I flung him at the rest, they
started freaking out. I ripped them limb from limb, I had a hunger. I killed
each of them in my human form, only using my tail and claws.  The only one
standing was the leader, he seemed to by paralyzed with fear.


My 'Adeva' voice being used, "I'm going to eat you now!" I yelled furiously, as
he began to run. I chased him keeping up with him, wanting to make him scared,
knowing he couldn't escape me.


Grabbing him by the legs, and hoisted him up. "I hope you enjoy getting fucked,"
I shoved my tail in his skinny jeans, and forced it in his ass. Then I fluxed
it, causing his stomach to stretch to keep my tail inside.


Then I shoved harder, with him screaming in a high pitched tone. My tail pierced
through his skin and he began to choke. Ripping off his head and adjusting my
jaw to fit it in, I ate it with a crunch.



Letting his body go,  and forcing my tail out. It had his heart wrapped in its
clutches. I swallowed it as if it was my first meal, and chewed heartedly.


Covered in blood, I walked away into the night. My eyes glowing scarlet, as if
it caught flames. The darkness taking me, I headed off to find a place to sleep
and rest for the night.



(That's the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed it, please....feedback. Reach me at
james17bernard@yahoo.com)