Alienable Rights
Chapter 4: New Capital
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4: New Capital - At last we know! People have been dazed and confused by all the things going on in the US lately. The government shut down. Agents are in the streets. And frogs are on the front lines. Everyone in a Halloween mask. Is it any wonder that no one believes what's going on? Is it all fake news? No! It's the aliens. They've landed and they're here to stay in Longview, Kansas. Satire, parody, and humor, with lots of tentacle sex!
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Science Fiction Aliens Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Oral Sex
Meanwhile, somewhere over the rainbow, Darrell and Janelle were helping the aliens plan their invasion.
“We’ll land this at the airport in Washington, DC. Everyone will come out to greet us and we’ll just announce the takeover on TV. People won’t even know we’re aliens until after the announcement. We’ll all copy the bodies of the people on the plane. In a few weeks, we’ll start dropping these guys and the others we’ve taken over the past hundred years in random places all over the country. People will assume they’re just aliens, too.” Haro said.
“Hmm. I might have a better idea,” Darrell said. “Washington, DC is a cesspit and it’s way too far from most of the country for people to care if it’s been invaded. It’s irrelevant. We could do it with fewer invaders and make people believe we’re all over the country.”
“I do like the way you say ‘we,’” Zeta said, stroking Darrell’s always hard cock. She found Janelle’s hand there at the same time and grinned at the humans.
“Fill us in on your idea,” Haro said.
“My hometown is smack dab in the middle of the country. Easy to reach for anyone. Plus, it’s small. If we take over a small town in the Midwest, people will automatically think we’ve got troops in every part of the country. Land a plane full of people in Washington—or better yet, a flying saucer—and people there will panic and go crazy.
“The president will be launched into the air in Air Force One. Watch for that and bring him onboard. No one will know he disappeared because he’ll be out of radar contact anyway as a safety protocol. If you can copy bodies, copy his, too. Then when we land, you can announce that there was an invasion of Washington and members of congress may actually be aliens. They’ll be too confused suspecting each other to do anything. Announce that you’ve moved the capital to Longview, Kansas during this time of emergency so you can more easily respond to needs nationwide. Oh, and mention that you negotiated with the aliens for the release of these passengers whom you have subsequently appointed to the cabinet, senate, and congress.”
“What about the Supreme Court?” Haro asked as he pulled Janelle onto his lap and began growing his erection into her.
“Everybody already thinks they’re aliens,” Darrell said.
“I’ll run it by high command as soon as I finish this mating. I mean meeting. Oh, baby, you’re good!” Haro moaned.
“Do me more!” Janelle cried out. “Let me suck on one of your tentacles. Yes! Oh, God, yes!”
They worked on the timing of events, what the aliens who land in DC should look like, when to snatch the president’s plane, and when to make their landing in Kansas. This was going to be a great day. They’d covertly land a few aliens in Longview early dressed up in Halloween costumes so they could have a welcoming committee in place. It was Halloween, after all. Everyone would expect crazy clowns, witches, hobos, and sexy bare-butt nuns. Longview called itself the Halloween capital of the world. Everyone dressed up for this holiday. People came from all over to parade around town in their costumes and go to the haunted church.
Everyone except the Evangelicals and Pentecostals. Everybody figured they were already in costume anyway.
There was an issue of where to stay, even though the aliens didn’t really have a regular sleep clock.
“There’s a suitable place for the president,” Darrell said. “One guy in town has an eight-foot wall around his compound. It’s well-stocked with food and weapons. Um ... That latter could be a problem. He’s a gun freak and is always armed.”
“We have excellent negotiators,” Zeta said. “We’ll get him to give up his compound without a shot being fired. Or with a shot. Whichever works.”
It was decided that Darrell and Janelle would play themselves in the charade. Darrell fully intended to take Janelle home with him and just tell Stacy that she was part of a harem now. He figured he’d bring Kristin with him. That would give Stacy some help with the little tyke. She’d be okay with that.
The supreme commander approved the invasion plan and congratulated Haro and the rest of the planning team on the unusual battle plan. By the time the full invasion force arrived the next day, the country would be mostly pacified. The ‘president’ would order the armed forces to stand down because the aliens were allies visiting to strengthen the country’s position in the world.
They estimated fifty-five to sixty percent of the adult population of the US would believe the whole thing was fake news and go about their day as previously planned. Thirty-five to forty percent would believe the president was a fucking genius who had negotiated with space aliens and made the country twice as powerful as it had ever been. The other five percent would believe the story of the aliens and would attempt to fight them off. The aliens considered that an acceptable amount of collateral damage.
“Zeta, I have concerning news,” an alien said, coming into the situation room.
Zeta and Haro were two of the principal officers of the aliens, so it wasn’t unusual for people to rush in with reports. They were the ones in charge of abductions for the past several decades.
“What is it, Dola?” Zeta asked.
“It’s about your daughter.”
Everyone froze. The two humans had never heard that Zeta had a daughter. She inhaled deeply and her human form fell away from the tentacled alien.
“Speak!” Zeta said.
“She was to have been dropped at the target in the second wave. Orin is a fairly new saucer driver and miscalculated the landing zone. He came in low over Texas and some cowboys started shooting at the saucer. He bounced into the desert and many of the landing party members were thrown from the saucer.”
“Have they been captured?” Haro asked in alarm.
“No. The damage was superficial and Orin got the saucer back in the air. He thought he had all the passengers, but when they landed in Kansas and disembarked, Ohna was not on board. Orin cautiously scouted the area where they’d landed, but could find no sign of her,” Dola concluded her report.
She stood aside, possibly fearing what Zeta’s reaction would be. Gradually, Zeta’s human form returned to her. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
“After we’ve completed the mission tomorrow, we’ll mount a search,” Zeta said. “Ohna knows and understands her earth survival skills. She may be in hiding and we’ll find her. If she’s been captured, there will be reports once we land. Something tells me, though, that Ohna is still in transit. She might make it to Longview before we do.”
“Let’s assess any damage we have to the landing saucer and make sure Orin gets some remedial flight training,” Haro said.
Everyone went back to work.
Ohn’a. Maybe if she’d crashed in Hawai’i people could pronounce it. In Texas, she’d be thankful for Ohna.
She was lucky she got thrown out of the saucer where she did. It was remote and there were no people in view. She’d bounced all the way across a ridge and before she could get back to the saucer, Orin had everyone else back in and had taken off again. See if he ever gets laid again. At least not by her!
She needed to get a move on. The folks who shot at the saucer would all be mounted in their pickup trucks and racing to where they thought it had crashed. Ohna wanted to be miles away before they got there. It looked like Texas. She’d studied American geography, and knew Kansas was north. She headed that direction, discarding the wooden shoes and little Dutch pinafore that was supposed to be her costume when they landed in Longview. She morphed into her tentacled alien form. It moved a lot faster than the human form.
If her assumption was correct and she was in Texas, it was four or five hundred miles to Longview, Kansas. She was going to need transportation. Preferably something that came with a driver. She needed to practice a little before she just jumped behind a wheel and took off.
She’d run north for a few miles when she finally saw a house ahead. A bang rang out from the house while Ohna was still some distance away. She saw a white pickup raise a cloud of dust as it tore away from the little house and up a dirt road.
Perfectly good transportation just too far away for her to catch it. Ohna hurried to the house and looked in.
A naked woman was lying on the floor of the living room, bleeding from her chest.
The aliens were all indoctrinated before they started this invasion. They weren’t to harm anyone if it could be helped. They all knew that anyone who was injured during this period would blame it on the aliens. Didn’t seem fair, but it was the human way. Ohna just knew she needed to help the bleeding woman.
Fortunately, over the past fifty years, she’d learned a fair amount about human physiology and medicine. Primitive stuff. She shifted back into her human shape and rushed inside. She had her own first aid kit in a pouch of her hip. Not on her hip. In her hip.
The wounded woman was in bad shape, but Ohna was able to extract the bullet and close the wound. The way the woman stared at her, she wondered if her tentacles were showing.
“You should heal up fine now,” Ohna said. “Okay?”
“Who are you and how’d you get here?”
“I was kind of hiking,” Ohna said. “I heard the shot and came running.”
“How can I thank you? I thought I’d die right here on the floor. And why were you hiking naked?”
“Yeah. I sort of lost my costume and could use some different clothes. Got anything I could borrow?”
“Sure. I don’t know if they’ll fit, though. We’re a little different,” the woman said.
“I can fix that,” Ohna said. “I’m Ohna. I’m from outer space and I need to meet my family in Longview, Kansas.”
“Outer space? Are you one of the aliens the president was posting about? Are you going to eat us all?”
“Oh, no! We don’t eat people. We’re trying to save the world. What’s your name?”
Ohna remembered to close up her hip pouch.
“I’m Cecelia Warden.”
Cecelia wasn’t sure why she was so comfortable being naked in front of this naked alien stranger, but she’d been taking her clothes off at the BlaQ Diamond since she was eighteen. It seemed natural. Besides, this Ohna was really sexy. Right in front of Cecelia’s eyes, Ohna started to morph into her perfect double.
“Oh, hell, yes!” Cecelia cried. “I wondered what it was about me that gave guys a hard-on! I’d fuck you if I had a dick!”
“Later,” Ohna said. “Could you get us both some clothes? I don’t think it will be safe for you to stay out here alone. That shooter might come back to finish the job.”
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