; ; Sharon intrigued him. She had the finest ass he had ever seen on a ; woman, and he had seen his share. He had gotten his first glimpse of ; her magnificent backside at the Simexco board meeting a couple of months ; back. She was a last-minute stand-in for the scheduled speaker, and she ; was making her best effort to keep the audience from falling asleep as ; she valiantly held forth on methods of meeting regional sales quotas. ; But Barney didn't hear a word she said. Those tight, round buttocks ; under her form-fitting power-suit slacks had riveted his attention like ; a target in the crosshairs of a gun sight.
; ; "Sorry," he said to her afterwards, "but I didn't quite understand what ; you were getting at with that last PowerPunk slide."
; ; Sharon smiled at him. "Not many of the attendees seemed to take much ; of an interest. Maybe I shouldn't be surprised. Slide shows are such a ; deadly bore."
; ; He looked her in the eye and smiled back. "Not yours."
; ; "Damn it, man. She's an executive VP in a Fortune 500 company. That ; puts her way out of your class. Mark my words, Barney, one of these days ; your pussy chasing is gonna land you in deep shit."
; ; "Look, Johnny boy. When I home in on booty, I never give up. Never. ; And, I want that ass of hers. I need it, crave it, and I've simply ; got to have it. I'll do anything to get my hands on it."
; ; "Anything?"
; ; "I'm not sure I can bring myself to be unfaithful."
; ; "Look, Sharon, Earl's a loser. He's the classic example of a wimp husband. ; The guy hasn't made love to you for months, and he probably can't even ; get it up any more. A woman of your caliber certainly deserves better ; than that. Not to mention that there's this explosive chemistry between ; us. Hey, when I touched your hand a minute ago, you could see the sparks ; fly. Look, baby, it's obvious that we're intended for each other. And, ; you can't fight fate."
; ; "You're very persuasive, Barney. But, I don't know . . . "
; ; "Well, can I at least order you something else to drink, my sweet?"
; ; "No, but . . . "
; ; "But?"
; ; "But, would you take me home?"
; ; Barney was facing death, and he didn't much care for the feeling. The ; business end of an automatic pistol looks like an eight-lane expressway ; to Hell when you're staring into it at point-blank range.
; ; "So, what did you expect, chump? That I'd let you get away with messing ; with my woman?"
; ; "But, but -- "
; ; "Stop that damned sniveling. If I were going to kill you, it certainly ; wouldn't be like this. There are better ways, ways that would make you ; suffer more and that couldn't be traced back to me."
; ; "Uh, Earl . . ."
; ; "Yeah, scumbag?"
; ; "Uh, well, is it too late to say I'm sorry?"
; ; Sharon chose that moment to reappear. Barney hadn't seen her since that ; cursed split-second when she had motioned him into the house ahead of her. ; Since he had suddenly found himself knocked down and held at gunpoint. ; Like a chump, he had let himself be ambushed! Suckered!
; ; "Barney, my love," she said.
; ; Love?
; ; "Here's your chance to get what you so desperately want. You were after ; my ass, right?"
; ; This was getting way too weird. He looked from her face to her husband's. ; Earl gave him a lewd smirk, but without shifting his aim. What the fuck ; was going on here?
; ; "All right, here's the deal," Earl said.
; ; "You were hot for my wife's ass. Well, I can certainly respect that. She ; does have a world-class ass. But . . . so do you, my fine fellow. So ; do you."
; ; "Me? Me?"
; ; "If you want a shot at Sharon's ass, and if you want to hold on to your ; worthless life, then you'll just have to follow the program."
; ; At gunpoint still, Barney let Sharon help him up from the floor. She ; snapped tight-fitting metal bands onto his wrists. Through attached ; eyelets in each of these shackles the lovely lady linked a cable leading ; up to a pulley overhead. She stepped back, and as her husband cranked ; the handle of an unseen winch, Barney was stretched upright, precariously ; teetering on his toes with his arms pulled uncomfortably tight, straight ; up over his head. This elaborate setup gave him the suspicion that he ; wasn't the first victim of this scam.
; ; "Now we can get down to essentials." Earl patted him on the butt and ; reached down to . . .
; ; Why is he unbuckling my belt? Barney asked himself. So he can drop ; my pants! In bondage and naked from the waist down, he struggled to ; hold back panic as he contemplated what might would come next.
; ; The one thing he feared more than any other was rape -- anal rape. Boyhood ; whispers of what queers did to one another had given him nightmares ; for years. Even as a supposedly enlightened adult, with gay friends ; and acquaintances, he had shied away from thoughts of what they did in ; bed. In the ass -- they fucked each other in the ass! And now it was ; his turn.
; ; His turn.
; ; "You can relax and enjoy it, or have it forced on you." Earl gave an evil ; laugh. "Listen, tough guy, I can hammer a fifteen-inch steel spike into ; your asshole to rip it open, if that's what it takes. Or, you can ; cooperate and make it easier on yourself. Either way is perfectly fine ; by me."
; ; Barney felt the sweat running down his face. He wanted to scream. If only ; he had a hand free -- and a knife in it -- so he could cut his own throat. ; He wished he were dead. He wished . . .
; ; It hurt. There was a stab of pain so fierce that it became the center ; of his existence. Something was forcing itself into him down there. ; Something hard and brutal and unyielding. Up his . . .
; ; "It doesn't have to hurt. Don't fight it. Stop tightening up. Relax. Give ; it up. Give up your ass. Give it to me. Open up. I'm knockin' at your ; door, so let me in. Let me . . . let me do you. Fuck you. Fuck you in ; the ass."
; ; Earl's voice was a steady chant, compelling, irresistible, hypnotic in ; its intensity. And, it began penetrating into the center of Barney's ; consciousness, sapping his will to resist, soothing him, overcoming ; his revulsion, persuading him to . . . accept this horrible perversion, ; this invasion of his body. And he surrendered.
; ; Barney felt the hard shaft ram into him, penetrate up into his core, ; and rip open his most vulnerable flesh -- his ass, his rectum, his ; tender inner chamber. It burned, IT BURNED, and he would have doubled ; over sobbing in anguish over the shame and humiliation of it if the ; cables hadn't held him rigidly upright. But it didn't hurt as much ; now, as his defloration proceeded. It was as if the shock of it all ; had finally anesthetized him and deadened the pain of the violation of ; his most private self. And, he discovered, to his horror, that he had ; a painfully hard erection. And that Sharon was taking it into herself.
; ; She was humming the tune to "Furry Alien Lover" as she exposed herself ; to him in all her glorious nakedness. As she rocked back on her heels, ; she writhed and entwined herself with him and slowly hand-fed his ; quivering hardon into the moist cavern between her legs. Barney's head ; throbbed to the syncopated rhythm of cock thrusting into his backside ; and pussy thrusting onto his front side, while crazed thoughts scrolled ; across his mind as if on a moving marquee: Fucked -- double-fucked -- ; fucked front and back. Robbed of manhood, stripped of illusions, and ; I'll never be the same again.
; ; He sensed a liquid eruption boiling deep inside him, and he died.
; ; He kept staring at the white ceiling.
; ; What am I doing here?
; ; "No sudden moves, please," the voice said. "You wouldn't want to disturb ; the life-support systems."
; ; Life-support?
; ; Various tubes and IVs snaked out of his body. A tube was in his mouth ; and running down his aching throat. A respirator?
; ; "Finally awake, I see. You gave us quite a scare, but we think you'll pull ; through."
; ; He wanted to ask what this was all about, but only a weak croak came out.
; ; "Don't try to talk. That will come later. After we get you out of danger."
; ; Danger?
; ; "You're lucky to be alive, Barney. We've temporarily interrupted the ; somatic transform process, but your condition remains serious. It appears ; that someone injected nanoconstructors -- tailored micro-organisms -- ; into your colon, the theta-null type used for altering body structure ; and metabolism."
; ; Nanoconstructors? That load Earl shot up my ass . . . it wasn't jism? ; Oh, shit!
; ; "Weirdest case we've ever seen. When you were brought into the emergency ; room, you were in the process of being transformed into an alien ; life-form."
; ; Alien?
; ; "That's right, an ozone breather. Able to process the atmosphere of ; Gehenna, that extraterrestrial planet the deep-space telescope ; photographed a couple of years back."
; ; "But -- "
; ; "But, you're in deep doodoo, fellow. Right at this particular moment, ; you're neither fish nor fowl. You could still breathe Earth-normal air, ; probably, but you'd have a miserable time of it. Unfortunately, we're ; unable, with the current state of the art, to reverse what's been done ; to you, but possibly our people in Exotic Disease Research . . . "
; ; A guinea pig? No thanks.
; ; "So, you're staying here, under quarantine, until the CDC decides ; otherwise."
; ; Holy Moley! I'm a prisoner in a fuckin' quarantine ward because that ; fucker, Earl, fucked me and made me into a space alien. I'm really fucked ; up now!
; ; "So, it appears that you'll be our guest for the duration."
; ; The duration? How the fuck do I get out of this joint? Maybe if I . . .
; ; Fortunately, the doctor's clothes fit him reasonably well. Too bad he'd ; hit him over the head so hard, but he hadn't realized he had superhuman ; strength. Being a space alien had its advantages, even if trying to ; breathe the air felt like knives stabbing into his lungs.
; ; What to do now? Can't just stroll out the front entrance of the place ; and try to disappear in the crowd. A glimpse into a mirror convinced ; him of that. He didn't even look human any more. Not necessarily ; ugly, mind you, just strangely exotic. Actually, ruggedly handsome, ; in a space-alien sort of way.
; ; Out. Had to get out. A quick peek out the door showed the hallway ; empty of people. Got to get out of the immediate area. Maybe find an ; unused room to hole up in. Quick!
; ; Damn it! Someone must have seen him. Rapid footsteps echoing down the empty ; corridor behind him. Run!
; ; Catch an elevator! Over there. No one in that car. Punch a button, any ; button. Something wrong with the air. Can't breathe!
; ; Why is it stopping? Thirteen? This hospital has no thirteenth floor. ; The door opens. Punch the buttons. Nothing happens. Stuck here! Getting ; out. Click. The elevator door closes behind him. Marooned in a long, ; dark hallway and having trouble breathing.
; ; Over there. What?
; ; A blank steel door. Press the blinking red button on the panel. The door ; slides aside. Step into a small chamber. The door slides back into place. ; Trapped inside! There's a loud hissing. Am I being gassed? No, it's ; getting easier to breathe.
; ; The wall ahead opens up. What? There's light ahead, so bright it hurts. ; Strange colors, though. It's daylight. This is outdoors! But where? ; Stunted shrub-like plants with pale orange leaves. Luminous purple sky. ; It might be another planet!
; ; "Correct," spoke a familiar voice behind him, "it's another planet."
; ; Another planet?
; ; "Congratulations, Barney. You led us on a merry chase, kiddo, but you ; did finally blunder into the gateway."
; ; "Gateway? Gateway to what? Uh . . . Earl? I believe you have a little ; explaining to do."
; ; "I'd prefer to let my associate do the explaining."
; ; "Hello, Barney," Sharon said.
; ; "Well, fancy meeting old friends here."
; ; "Not exactly friends," Sharon said. "Earl, here, is head recruiter for ; the Outmigration Institute. And as for me, well, I'm your intended, ; your future mate. We've been selected as a matched breeding pair."
; ; "Could you maybe run that by me again?"
; ; Earl chuckled. "Welcome to the newly-opened colonization planet Gehenna. ; Be fruitful and multiply."
; ; Barney lay behind Sharon, totally immersed in the blissful lassitude that ; comes after having made long-lasting and satisfying love. Her naked ass ; was beautiful. It was the finest ass he had ever seen on a woman, and he ; had seen his share. It didn't in the slightest matter that her skin had ; a distinct bluish tinge. Or that her sex organs were exotic. His were ; too, after all. The tip of his penis flared out into a prominent bulbous ; swelling, matching precisely the contours of the interior of her vaginal ; vault, and when they coupled they hooked together like earth-type canines ; in a mad mating frenzy that lasted hours. It was a distinct improvement ; on what he remembered from his previous existence.
; ; "So, tell me again why Earl had to go through the whole song and dance. ; Why he didn't just whack me over the head and inject the nanoconstructors ; intravenously using a standard-issue hypodermic. And, why he had to ; ass-fuck me to plant the seed."
; ; "Curiosity getting the better of you, my sweet? As you might have guessed ; by now, we Zhanoi have quite a reputation as practical jokers. It's in our ; nature to love theater. As for fucking you in the ass, that was strictly ; for recreational purposes. And, you do have a fine ass . . . and after ; we go through the seasonal sex change, I might just be tempted to fuck it ; myself." ; ;
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