"Bobby, be quiet, there's a news bulletin on the radio."
"What do they mean? UFO?" Bobby asked.
"Shh, shut up and listen or I'll box your ears, send you up to your room without dinner, or worse...make you wear a checkered shirt to school tomorrow, now be quiet, I'm trying to hear what they're saying!"
Helen Bendover listened intently to the news broadcaster. It seemed impossible that he could actually be reporting that an Unidentified Flying Object had actually landed at the Mall in Washington DC.
"Why would they land there? Bobby pestered his mother, "there's a lot nicer Mall just down the street from us," he said.
"Not that Mall you idiot!" Helen told her son, the Mall, Mall...the Park."
"Oh."
"Now be quiet!"
"It's been reported that an alien spacecraft has now landed, but that the Army National guard is actually surrounding the entire area. People are advised to use caution as no one seems to have a fucking clue...wait, I've just been handed something. What? What do you mean I can't say fucking on the air? This is a fucking space ship that's just landed you moron! I'll say fucking however much I want to, we're all liable to die here today, so I'm going to say fucking as much as I...wait, wait, you can't take away my microphone...I'm on the fucking...."
"Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt this broadcast to apologize for the use of the "F" word during this news alert. We understand the excitement and concern that our ex-news reporter was feeling, it however in no way represents this stations views or content. We return you now to our regularly scheduled broadcast."
"Mom?"
"Yes Bobby."
"What does fucking mean?"
"Not now Bobby, we're in a crisis here. I need to go talk to Professor Barn Yard about this and see what he has to say about it."
"Ok, but before you go, there's a lady here, she's sitting in the study, said she wanted to see you about the room we have for rent."
"What does she look like?"
"Tall, dark hair though she wears it really short, nice tits too!"
"Bobby!"
"Ok...ok, I got the message. So you going to talk to her or not?"
"Well, we really do need to rent out that room, I guess the Professor can wait for a while longer."
Helen quickly entered the study where indeed a tall rather statuesque woman sat waiting for her.
"Hi...I'm Helen Bendover, can I help you?"
"I'm...my name is Clit-toe, I saw your sign out front advertising a room for rent?"
"Clit-toe? That's your name? Kind of unusual isn't it?"
"It is?"
"Well hell yes, what mother and father in their right minds would name a girl Clit-toe for Gods sakes! I mean bad enough your last name's Toe."
"It is?"
"Well isn't it?"
"Ah no...the names um, Catheter."
"Catheter?"
"Yes, Miss Catheter."
"You're telling me your actual name is Clit-toe Catheter,"
"Ok. My name is Clit-toe Catheter."
"Listen Clit, or whoever the hell you are, I really don't have time for this. Haven't you heard the news? Some sort of Alien space ship has just landed in the middle of Washington, I'm on my way to talk to Professor Barn Yard about it right now."
"A Professor? What kind of Professor is he?" Clit asked.
"Hell I don't know, does stuff with mathematics, way over my head...but then I only finished High School. He's currently working on some sort of a study with some nut by the name of Kinsey, something to do with reproduction I think."
"Where might I find this Professor Barn Yard?" Clit asked. "This sounds like someone I need to speak with, something to do with why I'm here in the first place."
"Well if you want, I guess you can tag along with me."
"That would be great, thank you."
"Oh, and do you still want the room?"
"Yes, I do...I'll only need it for a few days."
"You know, this isn't a fucking hotel, you could have gotten a room at the Y or at the local Motel Six, or is that sex? I never can remember which one it really is...anyway, I was thinking along the lines of renting it to someone who was actually planning to stay here a bit longer than that."
"Will this serve as payment?" Clit asked, handing Helen a full carat diamond.
"Are you kidding me? You're offering me a diamond for the room?"
"Do you need more?"
"Do you have more?"
Clit reached into her pocket and produced a handful of the precious gems.
"Jesus H. Christ! What are you a diamond smuggler or something?"
"Smuggler? No...I just always carry them with me, I've noticed that they usually get me whatever I may need."
"No shit Sherlock," Helen said taking several other diamonds. "Ok, so we have a deal and you have a room for a few days."
Just then the cab they were riding in pulled up in front of Professor Barn Yards home.
"This is it," Helen told Clit-Toe. "Let's go see if he's here."
"Is the Professor in?" Helen asked one of his assistants.
"He is, but he's up stairs with Dr. Kinsey, they've asked not to be disturbed at the moment as they're busy with a study, well...three of them in fact."
"I see," Helen said. "Would you at least tell him that Helen is here? And that a Miss Clit-Toe has something very important that she'd like to speak to the professor about."
The assistant soon left, and Clit-Toe walked over to a black board containing a lot of mathematical equations. She looked at it for a moment, then erased a section of it and added in a couple of strange looking drawings that appeared highly sexual in nature.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Helen asked grabbing the chalk away from Clit. "You can't come in here and erase work he's been working on for years now!"
"Don't worry, I think once Professor Barn Yard sees what I've done, he'll want to speak with me."
"I have to admit, you're pretty good with the chalk," Helen said eyeing the erotic sketches that Clit had left for him to see. You wouldn't be into women would you by chance?"
"Where I come from, there's no such thing as heterosexuals," Clit told her. "We're both."
"Oh...so you're bi-sexual then."
"You could say that, yes." Clit told her. "Perhaps I'll show you tomorrow what I mean by that, say about noon?"
"Why noon? Or are you really into nooner's?"
"Let's just say I'm planning a little demonstration that I hope will get everyone's attention."
"Oh...I see, an exhibitionist as well then?"
At that moment the assistant came back into the room. "I'm sorry, but the Professor is balls deep in his work and said he just can't see you right now. Perhaps later after they've finished with all three of their studies."
"I really must get going myself," Clit told Helen. "I think I'll walk down to the Mall and have a look at things myself."
"You're going down to see the space ship? I'd like to come with you, I understand there's also some sort of metallic looking robot or something that's standing guard it front of it that I wouldn't mind seeing either. They said he's 'well endowed' in fact, and I wouldn't mind having a look at that myself."
A short time later they were standing a few feet away from the flying saucer as well as the nine-foot Adonis that looking like molten metal, though he did indeed have a twelve-inch penis that was flaccid at the moment just hanging there between his legs.
"My God! Would you look at the size of that prick?"
"He's actually not so bad once you get to know him."
"What?"
"I mean, yes...he is big isn't he?"
Several others stood around gawking at the metallic looking creature, and though the entire area was surrounded by the Army, one woman slipped through the lines and made it all the way up to were the creature stood.
"Would you look at the size of this cock?" She said turning towards her girl friends, then reached forward to touch it.
"No!" Clit yelled out suddenly, but it was too late. The creatures phallus suddenly began to stiffen, glowing brightly as it did. "Now she's in for it," Clit sighed.
"What? What's happened? What's happening?" Helen asked worriedly.
"Just watch, you'll see." Clit told her. Sure enough, the woman stood frozen in place as the creatures dick lengthened even more, still glowing, then suddenly it sprayed out a bright white streamer of phosphorescent goo. The moment it hit the woman, she began convulsing uncontrollably. Several of the soldiers raised their weapons to fire at the creature, but it began jacking its self off shooting additional ribbons of its phosphorescent spunk at them as well, until they too had succumbed to whatever it was that was happening to the woman.
"What's happening to her? To them?" Helen pointed as several of the soldiers now fell to the ground writhing and undulating suggestively.
"They're having orgasms," Clit told her. "Which will continue for quite some time I'm afraid."
"Really?" Helen said with a smile. "Orgasms?"
"Yeah...really, really big ones too."
Helen started to move towards the creature.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Clit said grabbing her arm.
"It's been a while since I've even had one...I just thought..."
"No....not now, not here. Let's go back to my room, there's something I want to tell you and show you before that demonstration tomorrow."
"Your room huh?" Helen grinned looking at her watch. "Yeah, we should have time yet if we hurry. Bobby won't be home from school yet for a few hours. And after everything that I've seen here today, I'd damn fucking horny!"
Clit looked her over curiously. "I don't see any," she said, "unless they're beneath your clothing."
"You're really a strange duck aren't you?"
"Duck? No...we don't even have any of those where I come from, we're just..."
"Yeah I know you told me...bi-sexuals?"
"Well...sort of, but like I said, I'll have to show you and explain to you what I mean."
"Lets get out of here then," Helen said looking back at the still orgasming men and women, some of which had now begun coupling with one another on the lawn. This is starting to get out of hand here, and I prefer my pleasures in private."
"Yes...it's best of we go," Clit-toe stated. That substance can spread and affect everyone it comes into contact with."
They quickly left as more and more people began tearing their clothes off and began fucking all over the park, some of which had even begun to do so on top of the tanks that had encircled the UFO.
"That can't be comfortable," Helen said looking back one last time. "But those couples doing it on the Merry-go-round look like they're having fun!"
They made it back to Helen's house where her fiancé' met them inside.
"Shit!" Helen said entering her home. "Marvin's here."
"Marvin?"
"Yeah, he's my idiotic fiancé', we're supposed to be getting married soon, but I'm having second thoughts about it."
"Second thoughts?"
"Yeah, he's got some thing about saving it for the wedding night, and that's got me worried because the last thing I need is to marry a guy that can't satisfy me after we're married."
"Helen!" Marvin said interrupting them. "Have you heard about the space ship and the big pricked robot?"
"He's actually not that bad," Clit said.
"What? Who's this anyway Helen?" Marvin said eyeing Clit up and down, smiling with a wink.
"This is ah...Miss Catheter," Helen told him. "She's from out of town and is renting a room from me for a few days."
"Well, perhaps we can all get together later and..."
"Marvin? You said there was something else you wanted to tell me?" Helen said glaring at him as Marvin finally tore his eyes away from Clit's chest.
"Oh yes...as I was saying, Professor Barn Yard just called, he was all excited about some sort of drawings and sketches that someone had left for him."
"I'm not surprised," Helen said, "I thought they were damn exciting myself," she said with a giggle, winking at Clit on the sly.
"Well, he wants you to call him immediately, and I want to go down to the Mall and have a look at this creature for myself," he told them.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Clit said.
"No...let him go," Helen said grinning even wider now. "Who knows? It might even do him some good."
"What?" Marvin asked.
"Never mind darling...you go have a look at what's happening, and I'll show Clit..."
"Show who?"
"Ummm Clit-ton, here...her room."
"Very well," Marvin said turning. Then grinned suggestively at Clit, "Perhaps the three of us can have dinner later," he suggested smiling.
"Perhaps," Clit responded not really meaning it.
Marvin soon left, and Helen took Clit's hand leading her upstairs. "Come on, we don't have a lot of time left before Bobby gets home, and you were going to show me a few things. Yes?"
"Just as soon as you call Professor Barn Yard, and set a meeting up with him for tomorrow," Clit told her. "I really do need to speak with him before noon."
Clit was to meet with the Professor first thing in the morning. "You're sure he'll invite some of the finest minds in the world to be there?" Clit asked nervously. "It's important that they are."
"Don't worry...if he said they'll be there, they'll be there. Now...what was it you were going to show and tell me about again?" Helen said as she began unbuttoning her blouse. Clit quickly began doing the same.
"I'm glad you're more open-minded than most other's I've met here," Clit told her.
"Well, like I told you, I always have been sort of curious, not to mention being extremely horny."
Once again Clit looked over her body as Helen quickly stripped off the rest of her clothing.
"Well if you are, I certainly can't see it." She said curiously.
"Well, how about I show you then?" Helen said stepping over towards her, running her hands over and around Clit's firm enticingly pointed breasts. "Hey...you lactating?" she questioned in surprise as two tiny little droplets of phosphorescence cream suddenly appeared at the tips of each nipple. "This looks like..."
"Better to show you than explain it right now," Clit said. "Go ahead, suck on them."
Helen quickly, and greedily did so. "Hey...I'm starting to feel a little light-headed," she said almost dreamily. "Whatever this stuff is, it sure tastes good!"
"And feels good too I'll bet huh?"
"It's sure starting too...I almost swear I could have an orgasm just standing here."
"Actually, you could...and will. But I'd prefer to show you what I mean about that demonstration tomorrow, why don't we move over towards the bed?"
"You know, I've never gone down on another woman before," Helen told her. "Good hell...and you've got a really, really big clit too!" She said. "No wonder they call you that!"
"Go ahead, suck on it a little," Clit said with a needful moan. "There's something else I need to show and do for you," she added.
Helen began licking and sucking the woman's pussy, and to her surprise, as she did so, Clit's clit suddenly began to grow, bigger...and bigger...and bigger.
"Holy fucking A!" Helen said now actually wrapping her fist around the woman's clit. "This thing is huge!"
"Thank you," Clit said. "How are you feeling anyway?"
"I think I'm fucking as high as a kite! I don't know what's in those boobs of yours, but whatever it is, it's a whole lot better than that shit my ex-husband used to grow."
"You haven't seen anything yet," Clit informed her. "Just keep sucking on that for a few more minutes, and I'll guarantee you'll experience something you've never felt before."
"I think I can make that same bet," Helen told Clit. "I've been told I'm pretty damn good at this myself, so perhaps I can make you feel something you've never felt before too!" she grinned getting higher and higher by the minute. "I'm willing to bet I can make you see stars!"
"Oh? Which ones?" Clit asked. "I wasn't aware that your species had that ability,"
Helen was too busy sucking the woman's engorged clit to answer however, though Clit responded for her. "Damn...maybe you do Helen, maybe you really do!"
"I can't believe how fucking big you are!" Helen said minutes later. "You're as big if not bigger than that ex-husband of mine. In fact...I wouldn't mind actually climbing on and fucking this."
"I was just about to suggest that," Clit told her. "So I can truly show you what I've been talking about."
Helen quickly climbed up on Clit, sliding her own wet juicy pussy down over the woman's clit until it had penetrated her fully, "Wouldn't Marvin love seeing this!" she said lustily. "Always did want to have a threesome anyway...maybe later?" She said hopefully. "After dinner and after Bobby goes to bed?"
"I'm not sure you'll have recovered fully by then," Clit warned.
"Huh?"
"I'm going to shoot inside you now," Clit told her.
"Fuck! Already? We've barely even..."
She never finished the statement though. Clit began spurting her phosphorescent jisim into Helen's cunt, and the moment she began doing so, it quickly spread throughout her entire body absorbed into the blood stream.
"Holy fucking shit!" Helen wailed out screaming at the top of her voice, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
Clit had redressed herself looking down at Helen who still continued to thrash around on top of the bed, wild-eyed and still very much in the throes of orgasm. It had been nearly twenty minutes now, and she hadn't let up, even after Clit had all but forcibly extricated herself from the woman's spasimng pussy.
"Don't worry, it won't last too much longer," Clit told her. "It's not like Gert's spunk."
"Gert? Who the fuck's Gert? And who says I want this to stop anyway?" Helen said, her eyes nearly crossing as she continued to feel wave after wave of pleasurable ecstasy. "I've never cum like this before in my entire life, and hell...you're not even doing anything to me any more and I'm still cumming!"
Helen continued to lie there on the bed for a while longer, pulling on her own tits, squeezing her nipples harder than she had ever squeezed them before, slapping her cunt with her hand though she hardly needed to, she knew that she could keep climaxing without even touching herself. But finally...Helen began to feel the pleasure beginning to slip away. "Oh fuck no! No!" She said anxiously. "I'm just starting to enjoy this!"
"You certainly are different than most," Clit had to admit. "An orgasm of that intensity usually paralyzes people for a while afterwards, though I am confident you will be fairly drained once you've calmed down again."
"Yeah well, like I said, it's been a while. Maybe I just had some catching up to do." She said that, already feeling sleepy however, realizing that she was indeed finally coming down from the most hellacious orgasm she'd ever had before in her entire life.
"Helen?"
"Yeah?" She responded, now barely able to keep her eyes open.
"If anything happens to me tomorrow, I need you to do something for me," Clit told her.
'Sure...what?" Helen said barely able to even stay awake now.
"I need you to give Gert a message for me."
"Gert?"
"Yeah...that Robot that's standing by the space ship."
"That's Gert? The one with the big dick?"
"Yep, that's him."
"What do you want me to tell him?" Helen asked half asleep now.
"Give him this message in the event something happens to me, tell him: "Clit-Toe, Grab Ass, Nico-teen"
"What the fuck does that mean?" Helen wondered.
"Don't worry about what it means," Clit told her. "It's sort of a code, he'll know what it means and what to do about it. Just repeat it to him, but you have to do so before he shoots his spray or you won't be coherent enough to give him the message after that. Now...repeat it back to me."
"Ok...ok, I'm supposed to tell him, Clit-toe, Grab Ass, Nico-teen"
Helen soon passed out fast asleep after that. Closing the door to her room, Clit headed back to the space ship she had come in to make a few final preparations before the next days meeting.
Helen woke to the sound of someone pounding on her bedroom door. It was Marvin.
"Helen! Helen! Wake up! It's past eight-thirty for Christ sake! You forgot to pick Bobby up from school, let alone feed him, what the hells the matter with you anyway?"
"Go away," Helen groaned. She could still feel the tiny little pulsating beats deep inside her pussy. "Unless you're willing to come in here and fuck me!" She added.
"Helen...you're not making any sense. Now open this door, there's a lot I've got to tell you," he said.
"After you fuck me," Helen shouted back. "To hell with waiting until after we're married."
"Helen, listen to me. You know that diamond that Miss Catheter gave you? Well, I had it appraised; do you know there's no such diamond like that one that exists anywhere on earth?
"You were going to steal my diamond?" Helen said sitting up in bed.
"Not steal it Helen, just have it looked at. After you told me that Miss Catheter gave it to you, I got suspicious."
"Jealous you mean," Helen said finally opening the door naked as she did so.
Marvin stared at her body for a moment, hesitated, nearly taking her back in. "No...I can't, we can't...this space woman, that's who she really is. She's the one from the space ship, I know it Helen, I know it! There was something unusual about her that I couldn't quite put my finger on."
"You can say that again," Helen sighed pleasurably.
"Listen Helen, we need to go to the police."
"Police?"
"Yes, and the Army too. And speaking of which, they've put a solid block of bulletproof plastic around that space creature in front of the space ship. It'll never be able to get out of that now."
"Where's Clit?"
"Who?"
"Miss Catheter."
"I don't know, she wasn't here when I arrived. Anyway, are you coming with me or not?"
"No...I think I've cum enough for one day...for several in fact."
"What?"
"Never mind."
"Well I'm going to the Police Helen, I know they'll be interested in what I have to say, it will make me an important man Helen, my name...our name, will be in all the papers."
"Marvin?"
"Yeah?"
"Go fuck yourself."
Clit still wasn't back in the morning, feeling like she had a monumental hangover, Helen finally got dressed and headed into work even though she was horribly late. Getting into the elevator to head up to the floor where she worked, she was surprised when Clit appeared from out of nowhere, joining her.
"Where the hell have you been?" Helen asked. "That silly assed ex-boyfriend of mine turned you into the Police!"
"I know, I've heard about it, everyone's out looking for me," she told her. "Did you speak to Professor Barn Yard?"
"Yes, I spoke with him before coming to work, he said that everything's set for the big meeting tonight out in front of the spaceship. Listen...you really are from outer-space aren't you?"
"Yes Helen, I am. And like I told you, should anything happen to me before that meeting takes place, you need to get that message to Gert."
"What message?"
Clit frowned, sighing heavily.
"I was just kidding. I remember the message, as stupid sounding as it was."
Just then the elevator stopped suddenly, the power going off.
"What's happening?"
"What time is it?" Clit asked.
"I'm not sure...my watch has stopped too, but it says that its exactly noon."
"Then it's begun," Clit told her.
"What's begun?"
"My demonstration. I programmed the spaceship to send out a pulsating orgasmitronic wave."
"A what?"
"A cum shock."
"Cum, shock?"
"Yeah...right about now, for the next hour, everyone every where will be experiencing a very intense orgasm."
"You mean...all over the world?"
"Yep!"
"You mean to tell me... that everyone, right now at this very moment is having an orgasm?"
"Everyone except people in flight, or the dying and sick in hospitals."
"Boy are they gonna be pissed over that one...missing out and all."
"What?"
"Never mind...hey, how come I'm not having an orgasm?"
"Because I'm protecting you from the pulsitronic beam," he explained.
"But what if I don't want to be protected from it?" she said sulkily.
"I'd have thought you'd already had enough of that to last you for a while," Clit told her.
"Not on your life, and since we're gonna be stuck here in this fucking elevator for an hour, then we might as well make the best of it shouldn't we?"
"Well, if you really want to, I suppose..." Clit began.
Once again Helen began hurriedly shucking off her clothing. "Well? You just gonna stand there and watch me? Or you gonna actually join me for a while this time? By the way, how about YOU eat ME this time...will it still have the same affect?"
"Oh yeah...the same chemicals are in the saliva of my mouth too," Clit informed her.
"Well in that case bitch, get down on your knees and start sucking my cunt!"
"Professor! Professor! Are you ok?" His assistant asked. "What was that? What happened?"
"We all had terrific orgasms!" He told her wiping away the spunk from the front of his trousers. "Why did it frighten you? Were you scared?"
"Yes...it did Professor, I haven't had an orgasm like that in years!"
"Good!" He said turning back towards the window lighting his pipe up. There was nothing like a good smoke afterwards, he mused. "Good...I'm glad you're scared." He told her. "Oh...and it was rather fun watching you climax too," he added.
"Why Professor..." his assistant smiled.
"Clit? It's me...Helen." She said knocking on the door. "Come on, the cab's here waiting to take us to the meeting, we need to get out of here. I think Marvin's on his way over with the Police and the Army, and I think they're really pissed because when all that orgasmic shit started happening earlier, there was nothing but a bunch of guys hanging around one another when it all started happening, and with no women about for most of them...well, you get the picture," she stated,
Hurriedly, Clit and Helen got into the Cab. "Driver, get us to the Mall just as fast as you can get us there," Helen told him.
"Lady, I don't speed not for anyone."
"Here, will this help?" Clit asked handing over a single diamond.
"There you go with the fucking diamonds again," Helen said.
"Hell yes!" The driver said greedily taking the stone. Moments later they were speeding down the highway.
"Shit...there's a road block up ahead!" Helen pointed out. "We'll never make it through in time!"
"Driver? Pull over, let me out here, and then take Miss Bendover to the Park."
"Who?"
"Never mind...just get her there," Clit said opening the door. "And remember Helen, if I'm not there in an hour, then tell Gert what I told you to tell him. Don't forget, and for God's sakes, tell him before he squirts you, or it'll be too late for everyone after that!"
Helen watched through the rear window of the cab as they pulled away, but even as Clit dashed for the bushes, the Army and Police had already spotted her, and were shooting at her.
"Fuck!" Helen said, "Hurry...get me to the Mall!" She demanded. "It's a matter of life and death!"
"Listen lady, after today, nothing would surprise me. I sat here today in my cab at noon having the best orgasm of my entire life, and you know what else? There were two little old ladies sitting in the back seat finger-fucking one another like crazy, strangest damn thing I've ever seen in my life...and one of the hottest fucking experiences too! So don't tell me this is a matter of life and death, I think I've seen it all now!"
"Shut the fuck up and drive."
"We got her...we got the space woman!" One of the officers said.
"You fucking moron," his superior said. "You weren't supposed to kill her, we were supposed to just capture her. Whoever told you to shoot her in the first place? Fucking idiot!"
"What? No tip?" The driver said as Helen got out of the cab.
Helen gave him the finger, slamming the door, and then began making her way across the lawn to where the spaceship still sat.
"Oh no! Oh no!" She cried out, realizing that Gert was no longer encased in the airtight plastic container. "Now what the fuck am I going to do?" Behind her she heard a sound, turned and screamed just as Gert jumped out of the bushes at her waving his hard firm erection, which had already begun to glow. He was already stroking his magnificent phallus, and for a moment all Helen could do was stand there watching him, mesmerized until she came to her senses and knew he'd be spurting his spunk on her at any moment.
"Gert...listen to me, Gert...Clit-toe, Grab Ass, Nico-Teen" He was still stroking his prick, but a little more slowly now. So she said it again. "Gert...Clit-Toe, Grab Ass, Nico-Teen".
With a heavy sigh, Gert quit stroking his prick and it quickly began to grow flaccid as well as stop glowing. Reaching out, he picked Helen up, causing her to faint as he picked her up and carried her inside the space ship.
"Is everyone here?" The Professor asked.
"Everyone that is anyone," his assistant said with a smile on her face. "And after this afternoon, I'm ready to go again," she added.
"Later Miss Bradley," Professor Barn Yard told her. "By the way, did you notice that the Robot is missing?"
Just then an important looking official along with several Army officers approached him.
"Professor Barn Yard?"
"Yes?"
"I'm afraid the meetings been cancelled. The spacewoman has been captured. Well...shot actually."
"Shot?"
"Yeah...shot...dead in fact."
"Dead?"
"Yeah...dead. So I guess there won't be any more meetings, or noon orgasms either for that matter."
"Damn," Miss Bradley sighed, but she was interrupted from continuing as suddenly the doors on the spaceship began to open.
"What the fuck?" Someone shouted. "The doors are opening!"
Panic quickly ensued as Gert emerged from the spacecraft, his hard swollen prick glowing brightly, menacingly in front of him as he stepped out taking up station at the side of the door. Then to everyone's surprise, Helen as well as Clit walked out of the door just behind him, where she then stood looking over the crowd that had gathered, only then recomposing themselves.
"People of earth...I am here to deliver a message to you. "Yours is a race of violence and wastage, for too long, we of the united planets have allowed your planet to continue along the paths you have chosen. Up until now, we've watched and hoped you would all come to your senses and change your destructive, wasteful ways. But...obviously you've chosen not to do so. We therefore no longer have a choice. As I have tried to demonstrate and show you, yours can be a society of peace, tranquility, and more fucking pleasure than you've ever imagined. For ourselves, we created a race of pleasure-bots, much like Gert here, Capable of giving you as many orgasms as you'd like, for as long as you'd like them.
No longer do we fight or make war on one another. But please note that this final decision is yours to make. If you continue to go on killing one another, wasting away your planet, using up all your resources, then we will have no choice but to send other robots just like these to cause all of you to have one continuous never-ending orgasm for the rest of your lives. Should we do that, then you will surely and slowly starve to death, though it will be a pleasurable way to die...I assure you. Choose to continue as you have and be orgasmically obliterated, or join the federation of Planets and live in peace and orgasmic harmony. The decision now rests with you."
Clit turned walking back into the spaceship, Gert following.
Helen quickly made her way down the disappearing platform and stood next to the Professor.
"Do you think anyone will listen to what she said?" she asked.
"We can only hope," he said taking her arm, then adding. "You doing anything after this?"
"No, why?" she asked
"Wanna fuck?"
"Lead the way Professor," then they turned just in time to see the massive spaceship return to the star filled skies.
