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Then Kassebaum suddenly woke from his trance
like state. “Did you say something?” he asked.

“Yeah you alien bastard, tell me what you’re
going to do with me!”

Kassebaum backed out of the cell and signaled
for the door to be shut. With a clank and a grind the door shut
leaving Dennis behind, still chained to the wall. “You will have
visitors soon enough to explain everything. I have to go.” With
that said, Kassebaum turned and walked down the hall out of
Dennis’s view leaving him there to worry and stew in his own
thoughts.

It was three more hours before anyone came to
the cell waking Dennis from his trance like state. Standing behind
the bars were two men and a women dressed in white lab coats
followed by two guards. The woman approached the cell door and
spoke to Dennis. “How are you today? She asked with a fake
smile.

“Shitty, and you?” Dennis replied. “Is this
where you shove a probe up my ass?”

“Yes, have you been abducted before?” she
asked looking at her clipboard. She didn’t give any indication she
was joking.

“Are you seriously going to put a probe up my
ass?”

“Yes, it is like a colonoscopy. It’s a very
common procedure on Earth.”

“What are you looking for up my ass?”

“It’s a routine health exam, we’re not
looking for anything in particular.”

“Will I be awake when you do this exam?”

“Yes, but you will have anesthesia, I
promise. We’re not some evil race of mutant aliens. We are just
trying to learn as much as we can about your species.”

“How long have you been doing this? I mean,
when did you first come to Earth?”

“I don’t know, maybe a thousand years
ago.”

“And you’re still probing us? What the fuck?
After a thousand years you should know something by now. Are you a
bunch of fucking idiots?”

“Now, no need for such language. We have to
constantly monitor the human species. You evolve so fast that we
need to update our research and data bases on a regular basis.”

“Evolve? You mean you breed with us and
change us to be more like you mother fuckers.”

“Breeding is impossible between you and us.
We share nothing in common. No DNA, different reproductive system,
different endocrine system, we are as much alike as you are with a
rock.”

“You look way too human you liar. You have to
be breeding with us.”

“We look human because you think we look
human. It’s all in how you perceive us.”

“I think I saw this in a Star Trek
episode.”

“Anyway, it’s time for your anal probe.”

The door slid open and the guards entered the
room. With a click of a remote, the clasp on the ankle cuffs popped
open and Dennis was free to move about.

“Follow me,” one of the guards said and
escorted Dennis out of the cell followed by the other guard and the
three in lab coats. They walked down the hall past other cells
filled with the other passengers who were watching them through the
bars. For some odd reason, no one spoke up, it was as if everyone
was scared to say anything and upset the guards. What had they done
to them? Dennis thought to himself as he moved down the hall. Maybe
they already had their anal probes and knew better than to rock the
boat. In any case, Dennis knew to keep his mouth shut for now and
see how this played out. Escape would always be on his mind, but
until he knew what he was up against, he was the pawn of his alien
overlords.

Ten minutes later Dennis was strapped to a
table face down with his butt exposed. What he assumed was a
technician or medical personnel, brought a snake like probe from
the other room and sat it down on a table next to him. The probe
had what looked like a camera on one end and squirmed like a snake
on a sugar high.

“Why is that thing moving on its own?” Dennis
asked scared to death.

“It’s getting acclimatized to the room,” one
of the medical people replied behind a mask.

“
Is it alive?”

“
As alive as it needs to
be.”

“
What sort of cryptic shit is that?”
Dennis asked trying to look over his shoulder. The straps holding
him down kept him from getting a good view. “Is it alive or not?
Who’s running that thing?”

“
It runs itself once it gets a feel for
the subject and its surroundings.”

“
How does it know not to crawl up your
ass?”

“
We don’t have the same anatomy as
humans, we don’t have an ass to crawl up."

Dennis, now more pissed than scared, tried to
shuffle in his restraints and get loose. He knew it was pointless
but what else was he going to do?

“
How long till this starts? And are you
going to warm it up? And where is my anesthesia?”

“
The probe does all that on its own. It
is coated in a special resin that provides complete pain relief and
is set to your exact body temperature. We don’t want you going into
shock.”

“Just get this over with,” Dennis said and
almost on cue, the snake like machine began to squirm over to his
table and head for his anus. “This is going to suck, can you knock
me out or something? I don’t want to feel this.”

“
Do you feel anything now?” the alien
asked.

“
No,” Dennis replied
annoyed.

“
It’s already eighteen inches into your
colon and you didn’t feel a thing. Don’t worry about
it.”

“
Really?” Dennis asked relieved. “Fuck,
that wasn’t so bad.”

“This isn’t our first time doing this,” the
alien replied.

“How long is it going to take?”

“Not long at all, unless we find something
worth investigating.”

“I had spaghetti for supper last night, I
don’t think that’s very interesting, I got it out of a can.”

“We evacuated your bowels before we entered
the probe. We don’t want our probe getting dirty and it makes
viewing much easier.”

“When did you do that? Never mind, I don’t
want to know.”

Then a beep was emitted from a machine on the
wall.

“Three and half,” the alien said to another
who was typing on something.

“Three and a half what?” Dennis asked.

“It’s technical.”

“Humor me,” Dennis replied.

“It has to do with the light on the probe, I
don’t really want to get into a lengthy explanation. “

“I just want to make sure it wasn’t three and
a half eggs that you planted inside me or some shit like that.”

“If we were going to plant eggs inside you,
we wouldn’t put in a half an egg. That would be pointless.”

“Have you ever planted eggs in anyone?”

“No, that’s silly.”

“I think we have a different view on what’s
silly. I think planting eggs in someone is very serious.”

“I agree, now shut up and let me finish my
probe.”

Dennis laid his head the other direction and
tried to think of something to get this anal probe off his mind. It
was difficult knowing some half alive mechanical snake was looking
around his intestines. “What are you going to do with me when this
is all done? Are you going to let me go?”

“Depends,” the alien replied.

“Depends on what you stupid alien mother
fucker? Speak in complete sentences!”

“Depends on what we find and if we will be
able to re-introduce you into the wild.”

“The wild? You watch too much Wild Kingdom.
I’m not some animal.”

“Sure you are.”

“No I’m not.”

“Sure you are.”

“No I’m not, what are we, twelve?”

“According to your own species, you are a
mammal and a primate. Both of which are animals.”

“I’m human.”

“A human animal,” that alien replied
cold.

“I’m not some bear you caught digging through
the trash that you shot with a dart and took out in the woods. I’m
a person with thoughts, a mind and a soul.”

“I’m not debating this with you, I said if we
can, we will put you back into the wild. If not, we will chop you
up and use you for plant food.”

Annoyed, Dennis asked, “And what would make
me unsuitable for the wild?”

“Pissing me off for one thing,” the alien
replied.

“Are we about done yet?” Dennis asked.

“We were done a long time ago, the data is
being processed.”

“Where is the snake?”

“It’s back in the other room getting
disinfected.”

“Can you unstrap me from the table then?”

The alien paused and motioned for one of the
technicians to do something. Dennis could only see a little from
the corner of his eye. Then his straps loosened and he was free to
move about on the table. “Thank you,” he said stretching his
muscles. Then he noticed his ass hurt. “What the fuck? My butthole
hurts,” he said annoyed again. “You said this wouldn’t hurt.”

“I said the procedure wouldn’t hurt, I didn’t
say there wasn’t going to be any residual pain after the procedure
was done.”

“Can I get some Tylenol or something?

“Do you see a pharmacy?” the alien replied,
almost with a snicker.

“After a thousand years of anal probing, you
would think you’d stop at a Walgreens and pick up some Tylenol.
What a bunch of stupid mother fuckers.”

“I am tired of your mouth, you need to shut
up and cooperate if you ever want to leave here.”

“And you need to stop abducting humans and
shoving anal probes up their asses. I’m not some cow you can steal
and experiment as you please.”

“I beg to differ, you are as much of a cow to
us as a cow is a cow to you.”

“That sounded about as stupid as I expected.”
Dennis hopped off the table and stood up. His asshole hurt like
hell and it was hard to walk. “Fuck that hurts.”

“The pain will go away,”

“No shit, I want it to go away now.”

“I would suggest laying down for a while once
you get back to your cell. You don’t want to exacerbate the area
and make it worse. You should be able to walk pain free in about
twenty four hours.”

“Really? Thanks doc,” Dennis replied
sardonically and took a swing at the alien. To his surprise, the
alien didn’t bother to move and his punch landed like hitting a
chocolate covered marshmallow. The aliens head caved in and left a
creamy residue on Dennis’s hand and arm that was warm and mushy.
The alien fell to the floor and bled some sort of goo in a puddle
around the gaping wound. “What the hell?” Dennis said to
himself.

The other aliens saw what happened and ran in
fear. It was like they realized he knew their secret and better get
the hell away before they got their jelly donut heads smashed
in.

Cassidy sat in the third row of the
classroom, two seats from the door surrounded by twenty four other
female students all dressed in the same school uniform. A black
lace bra and bikini panty set with a pair of dark thigh high
stockings and six inch hooker heels, black. It was week three and
today’s lesson was on the lesbian porn shoot. At the front of the
classroom, sitting behind her desk was a forty something ex porn
star and current producer keying up the video for later in the
day.

It was hard to make friends in this
atmosphere surrounded by girls all wanting the exact same things
she wanted. To be the biggest name in porn, with all the success
and money it brings. And the jealousy that filled the room was like
swimming in pudding, everyone it seemed wanted what the others
had.

“Alright girls, let’s begin todays lesson.”
the teacher said standing next to a white board. Her name was Pink
Sunshine, at least that’s what she’s has been going by for the last
twenty odd years. “Today is about the lesbian shoot. In the world
of porn, the lesbian shoot is a staple and one of the most in
demand shoots you will do. The key to the shoot is doing it right
so you don’t look like you’re faking it. This is all acting you
know, most of you girls don’t like what you’re doing as much as the
money the boys will pay to see you do it.”

A girl in the back row raised her hand. “I
like girls,” she said with a smile.

“‘I’m sure there are a few of you out there
who actually like girls, I’m not saying all of you won’t, but for
the majority, you have to sell the act like you mean it. Now, in my
past doing lesbian shoots, I have come across a few truths that you
should remember. One, always be aggressive. Having no man means
that someone has to take charge and get the ball rolling. If you
both go at each other, it makes it very exciting for the men who
watch. Two, no matter how bad the other girl is doing, or how bad
she tastes, pretend like she’s the best fuck you ever had and
tastes like chocolate. Or whatever you like to eat.”

“What if she tastes like rotten pussy?” a
voice asked without raising her hand.

“It depends on your producer, you might be
able to take a break while she washes it out, but these shoots can
be very expensive and taking time to run to the bathroom or take a
shower can be costly. I would say, suck it up and eat her anyway.
Put a smile on your face and you will have a better chance of
getting hired again for another shoot. If you are branded a whiner,
you might complain yourself right out of any future jobs.”

“What if it’s a STD?”

“You have to have your certificate, the
chances of a STD is very low. You’re probably looking at a yeast
infection.”

“How can you tell if it’s a yeast
infection?”