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It
was a bright and sunny day in the woods near Normalville when suddenly,
out of the clear blue sky, fell a spacecraft.
S'tae Alien had been taking her spaceship for a little cruise around
the local starsystems, when one of the critical systems failed, and
she was forced to crashland on the nearest planet who's biosphere was
non-hostile to her species. After she crawled out of the wreckage, straightened
her clothes and looked around, she was in for a shock: she'd managed
to land on one of the most backward planets that had been discovered.
Still, she wasn't one to be discouraged easily, so she wandered around
until she found a nearby road, and gave the universal signal for "Distress
- Please Help". And promptly learned - based on the gestures of the
natives passing in their tiny vehicles - that the signal wasn't quite
so universal after all.
Still, she eventually found a car full of frat boys high on illegal
substances who were willing give her a ride in her car - and that was
the last thing they did, as S'tae promptly attacked them and ate their
brains, thus assimilating most of this planet's culture, customs and
language.
She did know one thing: even stranded here on this out-of-the-way planet
where no civilized alien would ever find her, she had her biological
urges to follow, and the most urgent one was this: to reproduce, at
all costs. And thus, she needed a mate. She sold what drugs the unfortunate
hitchhiker still had in his backpack, and then used it to buy a small
home near a new little town called Normalville.
And soon, a potential sperm-donor came walking down the street: John
Normals, who was trying to rise in his political career and thus tried
to meet everyone who moved to Normalville.
At first, he couldn't believe his eyes: a blue ... person-ish thing,
claiming to have come from the stars? S'tae, meanwhile, took a good
look at John's growning pouch and decided that yes, this was the human
who she'd mate with, he would provide good sperm *and* and nourishment
to her offspring.
Almost despite himself, John was ... flattered. He was a married man,
a father of three, he was by now middle aged and no longer fit... and
yet, this stranger - this *female* stranger wanted him.
Almost in a daze, he followed her inside the house, and quickly found
himself with a mouthful of alien tongue. Sweet-tasting alien tongue,
so very... addictive...
John surfaced slightly from his hormonal daze when they retired to the
bedroom: he hardly ever required Jane to fulfill her wifely duties anymore,
since they really couldn't afford more children. He was out of practice.
What if he couldn't perform? What if he wasn't satisfactory? What if
... S'tae shut him up.
And oh yes, he could perform. Quite well. And repeatedly. Just as he
was getting slightly worried about serious friction burn, S'tae was
satisfied. John fell asleep, feeling S'tae cling to his body even in
sleep.
Only to be woken a few hours later by sudden ungodly loud and chilling
howls. S'tae's race gestates quickly...
 
Before John could comprehend just what was going on, S'tae was handing
him a small blue ... thing. A baby. Apparently, against all sanity,
*his* baby.
As he stood there, staring at the small life in his hands, his head
slowly started to clear, and he began to remember the things S'tae had
told him: she was going to use *him* as nourishment for her offspring
- she was going to *kill* him and *feed* him to the little girl he held
in his arms, and who was staring at him out of eyes that were much too
aware for his peace of mind.
Shocked and horrified, John dropped the blue bundle of horror and ran
out into the night, trying to put as much space between him and that
den of horror. Lucky for him, S'tae was too distracted by giving birth
to the 2nd child to be able to come after him. He ran and ran, and hid
in the nearby woods for a day to see if she was going to come after
him. After that, he slunk home, and from then on did his best to not
even remember that incident - and soon all memory of it faded, like
a bad dream.
S'tae, meanwhile, was much too taken with her glorious little offspring
to come after John. The firstborn girl she named S'rul, and 2nd child,
a boy, she named K'nat. And then she put them on the floor and waited
for them to grow.
Thankfully, her species is a hardy one, and the children thrived despite
receiving no attention at all. Soon they became old enough to be mobile,
and S'tae found herself forced to build a stall to contain them, as
they'd otherwise crawl outside and start to eat the neighborhood's pets.
Or, lacking these, their car's tires, or their garden gnomes.
K'nat was a pretty happy child, but S'rul ... in the few moments S'rul
had been held by her father, she had somehow bonded with him, and her
racial memory told her that this was the person who's brains she should
have eaten, who's memories, skills and knowledge she should have thusly
absorbed. Occasionally, she tended towards self-cannibalism (luckily,
her missing fingers always grew back).
Eventually, S'tae left them completely, her urge to spawn satisfied,
but her curiosity about this world rampant. The kids spent most of their
time in front of the TV, which taught them all they knew about this
world's culture. Including the fact that men are the ones that get to
order the women around. K'nat took to that idea, and started to order
S'rul around, much to her distress.
But eventually her racial memories asserted themselves, and she resisted
K'nat's attempts to dominate her. In his displeasure, K'nat tried to
enforce his will with brutal strength.
Unfortunately for him, the female of their mother's species was much
stronger and naturally dominant than the male... and S'rul mopped the
floor with him, much to *his* distress -
and fear.
As the years went by, both of them continued to grow, and turned into
fine teenagers. Their hormones kicked in, and S'rul decided it was time
they started to learn how to interact with others.
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