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How I got ROB'd
🕑 Added 2022-08-07 14:52:48 +0000 UTCWhen one thinks of an alien abduction, the first thing that comes to mind is a farm with strange symbols drawn on the crop field, maybe a moonless night, a nice old meta silo and an old red barn. And of course, in the sky there would be a giant metal disk with strange lights, a tractor beam shooting down on the ground slowly dragging up a clueless cow to little grey men, or Martians to be assessed and experimented on. Depending on who you ask, that might even involve anal probes of some sort, but I digress. When people think of an alien abduction, that’s the first image that comes to their mind.
When I walked out of the clinic I had just done some tests in, I didn’t expect to just so suddenly and rudely be shoved forward into a van that magically conjured itself on my path.
“Wha- Hey!” I cried startled, but the sound was muffled by the sliding door on the side of the van shutting and my kidnapper heavy weight settling in right after me.
“We got one!” He shouted, slapping the back of the driver’s seat. “Geralt, move, move, move!”
“Wait, hold on!” I tried to protest, but- “Aaaaahhhh!”
The van lurched and I was forced to hold my face tightly to any available handle as the engine roared and we sped up and kept speeding, screaming all the while as reality was seemingly torn apart and we were sucked into a hole of prismic light that-
“Aaaaahhhh!”
“That’s enough now!” My abductor snapped, slapping me across my face, making me quiet down. I stared dazedly at him, a shocked expression plastered across my face as I went mute in a catatonic state.
The man smiled sharply. “There now, isn’t that a good little human?” He mocked, turning to the woman on the passenger’s seat. “It’s a boy we got, Lizzie. You do your magic now.”
The woman let out a tired sigh at her companion’s words, closing the little pocket mirror she had on hand as she stopped putting on her lipstick. She then turned to look back, a frown on her face that made me instantly hard as the breath caught on my throat at the clear annoyance she showed to my captor.
“You’re such an asshole, @$@%¨$#&,” she muttered, and I definitely jizzed on my pants when her eyes obviously turned to me.
She was beautiful. Beyond that. It was hard for me to even understand what I was exactly looking at, but I knew with a deep rooted certainty that went down to my soul that this woman was the pinnacle of beauty. Forget the bright neon pink, turquoise and yellow hair, forget the ash skin, the pitch black eyes - and I do mean the eyes, not just her irises, but also sclerae and everything else - and the radioactive green lipstick that literally glowed. This woman was gorgeous, and that was as an absolute truth as the eventual heat death of the universe.
Immutable.
“Oh, darling,” she purred, and I got hard again, came on my pants and popped another boner and shamed myself at least two more times until my cock stopped dangerously close from bursting another time. “Look at you, so scared, like a xhu’a’tha caught on the magna lights. But don’t worry little one, if you are a good boy I promise only good things will happen to you, okay?” She batted her pretty eyelashes and all I could do was whimper a pitiful moan, squirming on the floor wondering how I haven’t yet died after orgasming what might have been a hundred times in less than ten seconds.
Was this what mindbreak felt like? I guess I could now understand why the women in hentais always ended up surrendering to the power of the almighty D if they come even a fraction near to what I’m feeling.
“There, he’s good, it’s your turn now, Sales.”
“Right!” The third person clasped their hands, springing up to their feet. “Hello, Johnny, I’m Saleshen’iktarnavork Miilkdafaltarqfm Slmpgiaarngnjnwaczk’sfs Cock, but for this exact interaction you may call me ROB.”
“Yes, yes,” they nodded. “That kind of ROB,” they said and then led on. “And yes, that means you are going to go through a cool power trip on another universe, get incredibly overpower yourself and then likely gather a harem of other water sacks like yourself to indulge in each and every single of your most sick and depraved fetishes before moving on to your next journey.”
“In any case, here is the deal. We are going to give you some powers, you do whatever the hell you want, and you give all rights of image for us to stream your adventures to our public.” They said. “Sounds good, right?” They said, and I nodded somewhat jerky in an absentminded manner, still recovering from the impossible chain of climaxes I went through.
I did not see the massive grin stretching on their face, or other kidnapper’s face for that matter.
“Excellent,” Sales- er, ROB clasped their hands and with a silent command whoever the hell was my third abductor opened the door of the van and I was staring down to a sea of cosmic forces that whispered me to gouge my eyes out of my face before turning them to look inside my head. “Then we have a deal.”
When I processed there was a foot pressed on my back I had already been unceremoniously shoved into the shifting sea of colourful insanity, and whatever happened to me while in there was impossible to process, it might not have even registered in my mind as I drifted aimlessly through what could have been millennia or a second, a heartbeat or a million years; being bombarded by whatever forces at hand in a place such as this. That is, until a hole opened in the sea, a gash that acted as a passage to the real world, a place that sucked me in before immediately closing shut to let reality reassert itself lest the whole universe collapsed in on itself as I spilled all of my guts on the ground.
All I remember is falling face first on puke before my mind shut down completely.
A/N: So, I did a thing.
Honestly, I don't know why I did, except that while I was wrecking my brain deciding if I should include something on chapter 12 of Dragonborn Ascendant or not, this thing suddenly cropped up in mind. So I wrote it up, which was a nice distraction, and made me realise that if I focus too much on a single story like I was doing with DA I would eventually hit a road block and stop completely.
So, with that in mind, I'm going to make a poll so you guys can decide of a story you want to see me writing - be it an old one or a new.
