Chapter 1

Trying my best to find a name that fits this story and The Thing seems to be my only way to tell it.

In an absolute desolate area somewhere a meteor of sorts comes crashing to earth and lands in a puddle of water that is there from recent heavy rains a tropical storm had left in it’s wake.

The water immediately began to boil as a deep crater from crashing into the earth was left and suddenly the meteor cracks open.

A professor and his wife who lived nearby were sitting out on their porch in this their get away home from the rat race city life so he could do his studies and just be out in nature and isolation and living off the grid.

Electricity was no problem there was a wind turbine generator and solar panels and if it came to worse a fully operational propane fueled generator with a 500 gallon tank set for the house and its use.

They were in their mid to late 40’s in age, he an average height man and certainly no muscled up hunk by any means at all. Really rather skinny and healthy muscled.

With balding dark hair and wore glasses and kept a full set of diaries he’d written of the whole areas activities, mainly trying to do a survey, and written account of all the animals he encountered sexual behaviors.

His wife was for her age a beautiful long black haired woman of medium height herself; With Big Deep dark brown nearly black eyes, Small Breasted, and just a nice round ass that for her age just jiggled as she walked or worked around the house.

Sex so far as man and woman just was not much their thing at all. She to busy around the house; Him to busy in trying to complete his dairy of all the local wild life’s sex habits and behaviors.

But a strange eerie fog filled the air from the meteor landing and everything all around now was in a frenzy of mating!

The fog settled in on them of course now standing up, having seen the blazing fire of it land, and collide with the earth, and a not to far away glowing fireball lit up the whole thickly treed area.

And in an absolute calling as if they were being summoned to this thing occurred and they walked mindlessly through the thick trees and brush and found where it had crashed.

Somehow some way the breathing of this fog did not affect him much at all except the mindful need to go to where this thing had crashed.

His wife on the other hand had become suddenly filled with some deep soul filled need to fuck!

She fought it off trying not to let her husband see her sexually desired state of mind but as they stood here nearby where this actual meteor had cracked open and spewed fog from it something strange, something unworldly was struggling to crawl from the crater.

It was changing colors before their eyes and looked to be absolutely harmed by the crash landing it would glow a bright radiant red color and then a dark hue of radiant blue.

The thing somewhat resembled a octopus of sorts yet wasn’t that at all.

It had suckers yes but they were only on the very tips of the many tentacles that it was using to crawl from the crater, some of them badly cut and some strange looking fluid oozed from them.

Neither he nor his wife were fearful of it in the least it was as if this thing was telling them in their minds to help it!

Now he told his wife go back to the house and got blankets, and brought stuff to dress it’s injuries, as he walked right up and bent over and grasp one of the sucker ended tentacles and pulled it up out of the crater, onto the wet and boggy land helping to get it from there onto much drier land and stood there with it as his wife hurried back with blankets and towels and their medical kit.

They used the towels and dried it as best they could and wrapped it in blankets to warm it give it comfort.

Once back at the house they unfolded all the blankets and towels in the wood floored bathroom, he noted its size at about 2 to 3 feet in full size and it had eyes and an almost nose though it was no more than a breathing port that was breathing in and out heavily, with a mouth of sorts that seemed to be more and oval shaped like thing that was in itself a sucker of sorts yet it indeed had a tongue.

They put water in the tub of just lightly warmth and both picked it up and put it in the tub and began rinsing all the mud off it now crusted and dried and cleaned it up.

The most amazing part of this was that all the cuts and injuries were healing on their own now.

His wife said they must contact someone somehow and let whomever know this crashed to earth and needed to be taken and studied and to figure out just where it had come from.

But him being a professor of such studies told her that they would keep silent and he’d study it and document its being on earth and how it adjusted to such.

Well as if this thing had finally been cleaned of the thick mud on its body it more or less mentally transported to their minds to just get it out of the water and dry it off and let it rest.

So they did exactly as such and took the Thing into one of their spare rooms which they had not as yet even messed with decorating or furnishing and only an old mattress was against one wall and the room had not even been sheet rocked or finished in any way or form the siding and studs were all bare and only a few electric plugs on each of the walls was all that was there.

They put the Thing down on the bare mattress with a fresh blanket covering and wrapping it up.

Closed the door and went into their kitchen sitting at the table as he’d gotten a new diary book and began to write the occurrence of it all and making special notes about its natural size, and was going to measure it the next morning if it even survived which it seemed it was going to do.

Telling his wife sitting there beside him that he was going to study this Thing, Determine its intelligence level, and note its daily activities, needs, and determine what it needed nutrition wise to survive. And made his entry into the dairy and told his wife it was really late and all the hustle and bustle of doing all they had for it, that he was ready for bed.

Now she on the other hand wasn’t tired at all, though she should have been. And told him she was going to sit there and have a relaxing brew as she called it, as she got up and put a steam pot of water on the stove and was getting it warmed up and tossed in several different herbs in different bottles she had stored in an open cabinet by the stove.

He got up and went to their bedroom which was attached right there at the kitchen, as she waited for her brew to finish boiling and the steam valve sounded at last and she poured herself a cup and sat down and sipped at it, all alone.

Things she couldn’t describe filled her mind!! She couldn’t get that damn thing off her mind at all!

She fought her deepest totally wildest desire ever in her life to need pleasured, sexual pleasure, and something totally she would never ever in her life had such for. And that damn thing in that room had to be the absolute cause of it, and in the morning she would have to tell her husband about it.

He needed to know this! To write it down! Take full note that somehow someway whatever had happened tonight caused her to feel this way! As she sipped the final bit of her brew and became relaxed enough from its affects that she to went to bed.

Sometime that early morning he awoke first and his wife laying beside him was twisting and churning and in some deep state of a dream with moans and groans of what had to be an absolute wet dream she was having.

He reached and shook her awake finally and she raised up and immediately hugged him and said she had the most intense, most sexual, dream of her life and he needed to put all this in that diary he had started because whatever happened last night was the absolute cause of it!

They got up together and went into the kitchen and got a pot of coffee going on the stove and sat at the table she in her nightgown he in his pajamas.

Grabbed the diary left on the table and opened it and began writing and noting he found his wife in a wild erotic dream, at their morning awakening, and made a clear note that never had she ever done such until the crashing of the meteor last night and the thick fog that followed that and getting and finding this Thing was why she had this.

The coffee finally ready and they got their cups each one to their own liking with sugar, goats milk, or just plain black as he liked his and sat down and drank their coffee.

Then they both looked at each other and both arose and went towards the bedroom where they had left this Thing last night.

He slowly opened the door and peeked in to see where it was and what its condition was not knowing if it now had changed from a needing state or if it now would be combative and if so he would have closed the door fast.

But it was not on the bed any longer! It had somehow in the night crawled to a corner from the mattress it was on, and was using its many tentacles to inspect itself as it seemed and then lay all of them out as its glowing gray eyes saw them and had stopped.

So he opened the door and he and his wife went into the room and walked up to the creature that now had a filmy like slime all over it a trail of it going from the bed to where it was in the corner.

All its cuts and bruises were healed as can be, and it seemed to have far more awakened life about it, and he said that he had to go get his diary and make note of every bit of information he could about this Things health and nature.

His wife was not in the least fearful of it at all it seemed opposite of that, like was somehow mentally being summoned to it, her husband noted in his mind to add when he returned to writing his first days details of this Thing.

AS he left and closed the door his mind was fully pondering somehow, someway, that it in fact seemed as if his wife was sexually attracted to this Thing and hurriedly went to the table and grabbed up his diary and pen and returned almost in a run to the room and entered.

His wife was now on the mattress sitting up, her back against a stud and the siding, her legs parted wide open from inside her night gown, that was pulled up to nearly half her calves and the Thing had crawled back to the mattress end and was sprawled out there its eyes looking at his wife and she locked into looking at its!