1. Dancing to Louie Louie - A Halloween Story


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    makeup to survive all that dancing and then a flight here to New York.” “It is not a costume,” replied Sta-ie-che. “It is the separation curtain from the escape pod to our spacecraft. I was the only survivor. We were hit by micro-meteorites, but the emergency beacon broadcast that we had been shot down. Captain Ha-ie-mak’s final command was that anyone who survived should get the message back to General Wi-cho that it was an accident and to make peaceful contact. I am hoping that he got the message.” She smiled a rather nervous smile and continued, “Otherwise, the fleet will destroy earth.” Matt was trying very hard not to laugh as he asked the next question. “So, do you think he got the message?” Before Sta-ie-che could answer, Carson suddenly ran into the image, stopped and looked back into the orange room. “I am being told,” he said in a very measured pace, “... that our Twitter and Facebook accounts have just been hacked in some fashion. My screens are filled with a message that purports to be from General Wi-cho. He is demanding Sta-ie-che to give the proper contact frequency and verification codes.” Sta-ie-che stood up and faced the cameras. She said something in Turillian and then switched to English. “I know you can hear and see me, General Wi-cho. And I know that I am but a humble pleasure dancer.” She dropped the black garment to the floor revealing her green body. She then stepped out of the shoes and walked closer to the camera. Surprisingly, no one on the set ...
    moved to stop her and the director’s voice could be heard yelling “No! Stay on her! Stay on her! Stay on her!” “Please do not attack,” she continued. “It was an accident. We were struck by meteorites that the sensors evidently interpreted as an attack from the planet’s surface. The proper frequencies and verification codes died with the crew.” She paused and a look of deep sorrow covered her face as if for the first time she fully accepted the death of the five men who had become her friends. Then she recovered herself and spoke once again, “I am the only survivor. And I am only a pleasure dancer. But as the daughter of Admiral Mo-cha-nee, I was bound to complete the mission. This was the only way I could think of to send you a safe contact message.” She paused and looked directly into the camera in front of her. “The mission is everything,” she said quietly. Tears of relief were streaming down her face as she added, “Peaceful contact has been made. I have discovered that the people of this planet are not that much different from the people of Turillia. Peace is definitely possible between us if we both want it– which I’m sure we both do– and if we are willing to work toward it.” She paused once again to wipe a tear from her eye and said softly, “I am sure that the government of this planet will transmit all needed contact information to you shortly.” *** And that, my friends, is how one Halloween night, a naked pleasure dancer from the planet Turillia became the first alien ...
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