“What the fuck! Oh shit! Aaaaaahhh!” John cried out in sheer terror, as he was overwhelmed by the intense physical pain down in his scrotum.
Meanwhile, Lisa was orgasming her ass off, right underneath John. And she was also crying out, at the same time. But Lisa’s cries were ones of sheer, intense pleasure, “Oh God! Yes! Yes! Oh yeah! That’s it! That’s it! Oh fuuuuck yes! Aaaaaahhh!”
And as she was coming down from her orgasmic high, Lisa proudly announced, “That was fucking great!”
John started crying like a baby.
“I just fucked you, John,” Lisa said in a very relaxed voice, “Thanks for letting me use you. I know that you’ve used your share of women, in the past. In fact, you’ve got quite the reputation at Fred’s bar. That’s why I chose you. You can think of it as ‘payback time,’ John.
“Thanks to you, my fertilized egg is now merrily swimming its way around inside your seminal vesicle. And that little egg of mine will most certainly find its way down through one of your vas deferens, and attach itself to one of your testicles. And it will become a living fetus. I can guarantee you that much, John.
“And there’s no way that you can stop this from happening. Except for maybe chopping off your own balls right now. But of course, you won’t find any sharp objects in this apartment to do that with–even if you wanted to. Which I know you don’t.
“Besides that, I’m not gonna let you pull your dick out of me, until I’m good and ready to. A girl has to take some precautions, you know?”
“Ohhh, no. No, no, no, no, no. No way! You…you…you can’t be serious,” said John. “This has to be some kind of practical joke, or something. There’s no way that you could get me–”
“Preg…nant!” Lisa sang out those two distinct syllables with glee, finishing John’s sentence for him, in more ways than one.
John was wiping his watery eyes with his fingers, and there was snot starting to run out of both of his nostrils.
Lisa reached over to the night stand by the bed, pulled a few tissues out of the ever-present cardboard box, and handed the small scrunched-up wad to John, who immediately put the tissues to good use.
“John, I’m not kidding one single bit. You’re as close to pregnant, as a guy can get. How does it feel?”
“Oh God! But how–”
“How did I do it?” Lisa was really enjoying finishing John’s sentences for him. “Well, I’ve got a very unique penis that’s deep down inside of your own penis right now. If you’ll just relax a little bit, and cooperate with me, I’ll tell you the whole story. All I ask is that you postpone your judgement of me, until you hear me out. Agreed?”
“I guess I have to,” he said, slowly shaking his head from side to side, “What other choice do I really have?”
“Okay, here it goes: I was abducted by aliens last year. You know…taken up by a spaceship, and all that crap. They came and took me from my own bedroom late one night. Well, those two little gray bastards sure had a warped sense of humor…”
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CHAPTER 12
1997: The Revelation
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John lay passively on top of Lisa, while she filled him in on all the sordid details about her alien abduction experience.
Lisa also told John that, since her abduction, she had had sex with one other man. But she didn’t tell John that that “one other man” was her own brother-in-law, Bill. And she didn’t say a word to John about her sexual relationships with other members of her own family.
Throughout her story, Lisa still had the head of her dick-clit up inside of John’s seminal vesicle, and her cervix wrapped snugly around the shaft of his dick.
“Well, that other guy went through pretty much the same thing that you just did–except that I pulled my little vibrating penis out of his piss-hole just in time, so that I didn’t drain him dry, and squirt a fertilized egg deep inside his dick, like I just did with you.
“But he still didn’t enjoy the experience of having me invade his penis like that. He never wanted to have intercourse with me again. And I can’t say that I blame him. I don’t know many men who would actually want what amounts to a ‘human catheter’ inserted deep down inside their dicks.
“Anyway, call it woman’s intuition, if you will, but I had the sneaky feeling that I was actually going to impregnate the next guy that I had sex with. And of course, this would be a very bad thing, from his point-of-view. I instinctively sensed that my egg would end up swimming down and implanting itself onto one of his testicles.
“Once again, you can call this woman’s intuition, if you wish, but ever since my abduction, I’ve had this very reverent feeling towards men’s balls. It’s probably close to the same kind of feelings that you must have regarding a normal woman’s uterus.
“I even found myself occasionally dreaming about different men’s balls. And although these dreams always involved different men, the dream itself was always the same.
“I find myself completely nude, standing on a secluded stretch of beach. A man appears from somewhere, and approaches me. He takes off his pants, and stands right in front of me, while he proudly shows me his dick. But it’s not a human dick at all. It’s the kind of dick that you’d find on a large animal. Like on a lion, for instance.
“The man’s balls look completely normal. But his dick is totally covered with a thick, furry foreskin–except for a little bright-red, pointy-thing sticking out of a hole at the very tip. The man tells me that he wants me to touch it. And I reach across, and feel the tip of it with my fingers.
“Then I pull down the loose, furry sheath that hides his slick, red animal-penis. And I start playing with his weird-looking dick. And of course, the man gets a hard-on. So naturally, it doesn’t take very long before I’m moving my hand up and down on his slimy animal-dick, and jacking him off.
“While I’m doing that, the man’s animal-dick magically transforms itself into a normal-looking human-penis, right in my hand. And I just keep jacking the guy off, until I finally make him cum.
“The man’s sperm starts squirting out all over the place. And there’s so much sperm that it looks really freaky. It’s like the guy’s dick has turned into a sperm-fountain that’s totally out-of-control. And he can’t stop it–even if he wanted to. Which or course, he doesn’t. But eventually the sperm does stop flowing out of the guy’s dick. And afterwards, the man actually thanks me for making him cum so good.
“That’s when I notice that one of the man’s balls is quickly growing bigger and bigger, right in front of my eyes, until it’s finally the size of a basketball. And it’s gently swaying back and forth, down between his legs. I reach down and put my hand on it, to stop it from swinging. And that’s when I feel something moving around inside of it.
“The next thing I know, I’m in a hospital emergency room. And the guy’s testicle bursts wide-open. And a blood-covered, newborn baby emerges from it, and takes its first breath. Meanwhile, the doctors and nurses are going crazy trying to keep the poor guy from bleeding to death, while I’m cradling the newborn baby in a towel in my arms.
“And then the baby says to me in a tiny voice, ‘Mama?’ And that’s when I always wake up to discover that my pussy’s nice and wet, and that my dick-clit is hanging all the way out of my pussy.
“I can only assume that those little alien bastards somehow ingrained that particular erotic dream-scenario into my subconscious mind, so that I would fantasize about it over and over again in my sleep, and in that way, become more comfortable with the idea of impregnating a man with my egg.”
John’s heart was racing, and he felt pretty nauseous as he was listening to Lisa describe her alien-induced dream. His face was the face of a man being told by his doctor that he only has nine months left to live. And in John’s case, at least six of those nine months would probably be nothing less than a living hell.
“So anyway, this time around,” Lisa continued, “I was much more careful in choosing my ‘target.’ I wanted to find a real jerk. Someone who regularly used women, and then discarded them, like they were a piece of trash. Someone who had a heart of ice, and needed a good lesson on the subject of ’empathy.’
“I asked around. And some of my girlfriends told me that there was this rich ass-hole who frequented Fred’s bar, and that this guy was infamous for breaking women’s hearts. I asked them how I’d know who this guy was, when I finally saw him. And they told me his name was ‘John,’ before they gave me a thorough description of him.
“They also warned me not to get involved with him. But what they didn’t know, was that this time around, the woman was going to break John’s heart, for a change.
“So I went to Fred’s bar. And I was looking for an overweight bald guy, with a very hairy body and a diamond-encrusted Rolex watch around his left wrist.
“When you first told me your name, you unintentionally verified that you were the ‘John’ that I was looking for–pun intended–and so I proceeded to pick you up. And the rest is history, so-to-speak,” Lisa said, and then calmly reached over with her right hand, grabbed the pull-chain on the little lamp next to her bed, and gave it a quick yank to light up the bedroom once again.
“Now, I want you to slowly pull your dick out of my pussy,” said Lisa. “Go ahead. The least I can do is let you see what you’ve been fucked by. Let you see the alien-made, female penis that has just gotten you pregnant.”
John eased his penis out of Lisa’s uterus and vagina, while he was staring down between his legs the whole time. He shuddered when he caught his first glimpse of that dark reddish-colored, vein-ridden, super-muscular tube that was slowly inching its way back up out of his urethra, like some weird earthworm-catheter from hell.
He let out a fierce growl, as he grabbed hold of Lisa’s dick-clit with his hands, and tried to yank on it hard.
But her dick-clit was drenched with a coating of slick, sexual juices. And so it easily slid right through John’s fingers, as Lisa quickly retracted it back up into the safety of her uterus.
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