Close Encounters: Day 00

Note: This starts out as a very tongue-in-cheek story. It was intended as almost a comedy about an alien meeting a guy has grown up watching, well, Alien, but also Close Encounters of the Third Kind, ET, The Thing, Arrival, and more. But it turned into a more straightforward story about a guy who loves a girl who just happens to be non-human, and more romantic than I thought it would ever be. Plus, you know, erotic.

Oh, and this starts out with the alien speaking like a really bad porn star. There's a reason for that, which becomes clearer a few chapters down the road (yes, I've written a long way ahead of this, to make sure I know the where the story is heading). So don't take the "Oh Mr Plumber, what a big tool you've got!" kind of speech as indicative of my writing. It's a role the alien places, and it very much changes in future.

Hoping you enjoy it. Please let me know in the comments, as I love to get feedback.

SM

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It had been a long week. Call after call with the solicitors, the accountant, and the inheritance loan company. But the shite had really hit the fan. Not enough work coming in equals not enough money coming in, if you're a freelancer like I was. Not enough money meant missed payments. And missed payments meant the loan was going to be called in. After two years of working hard, shutting myself away, dealing with the early and sudden death of my parents, working every hour God sent, the loan was going to be called in. I'd lose the house. My home. Their home. Our home.

I'd known for a while that this was coming, or at least likely to, but this week sealed the deal. I had 2 months to find £240k. And that wasn't going to happen.

So I'd gone to the pub intending to get absolutely hammered. But decided I didn't even have the desire to do that, so headed home after more than a few, but less than I'd intended.

It was a clear night - no clouds, full moon - as I wandered down the country road to home. Home for a little longer, anyway, then someone else's home. All the work Mum and Dad had put into renovating the farmhouse, and I'd lost it in two years.

As I got to the last bend and walked around it, hedgerows standing proud on each side, I heard something. A voice: "Help me". Not exactly screaming for help, more like someone might ask for help if they're about to drop a pile of books they're carrying. I looked around, but no-one was there. Shaking my head and vowing never to touch drink again, I turned to head on down the road.

The voice called out once more.

"Who's there?" I called, looking towards where I thought it was coming from.

"Please help me, I'm unwell".

Shite, I thought, just what I need when I'm ready for bed. I then decided that it was unlikely to be a random mugger out here in the country. No, it'll be one of the locals having a laugh. I wandered towards the voice, which was coming from behind a farm gate.

Nothing there.

I stood on the gate's lower bar and leaned over, looking left and right along the other side of the hedge, still nothing. Yes it was dark, and I'd had a few, but in the full moon I would have seen something, I was sure.

Then, below me, I saw it. It was a small ball, about 6 inches in diameter, white, moving slightly. And yes, that's where the voice came from. "Please help me."

"Fuck me", I said.

"I can't do that right now," it replied, and I snorted.

I looked around, expecting to see one of my mates having a laugh at my expense. But there was no one around.

I climbed over the gate, and bent down to get a closer look. It was a ball. Shiny. Smooth. But very ball-like.

"Please, I need sustenance", the ball said.

"Sustenance? You mean, food?"

"Yes, and drink"

I looked around again, sure that my mates were having a joke at my expense. I gently touched the ball. It shivered under my fingertips. It was soft but firm underneath, like pressing into muscle. I felt all around it, but there was no speaker that I could tell. I lifted it up to look underneath, then stood up and held it in front of me.

"Hello?" I asked softly.

"Please, help me" it replied, the sound definitely coming from the ball. What the fuck was going on?

"OK, who's this then? Paul, is that you?"

"No Andy, I don't have a name, but you can call me anything. But please, help me eat."

"Jimbo, give it up, it must be you".

"No, Andy, it's not"

"So how do you know my name?"

"I can read your thoughts. Isn't that obvious?"

I laughed. "Alright then Paul or Jim or whoever this is, what number am I thinking of? If you get it right, the beers are on me next time". I thought of 532.

"Five thirty... two".

I dropped the ball in shock. What the actual fuck was going on?

"What the fuck are you?" I asked.

"Andy, I can explain later, but please, I need to eat. Please help me."

"Do that again. What am I thinking of now?" I thought of the Eiffel Tower.

"It's a tall metal tower, pyramid shaped. The one in the landmass that your island is near?"

Fuck me.

"What the fuck are you?"

"Please Andy, we can talk later, but I need to eat."

"No, tell me now."

It paused for a few seconds.

"I'm a piece of technology you humans don't have. I'm an artificial lifeform, grown to serve my masters. Yes, I'm alien. Well, an alien, organic robot".

What the fuck, my brain responded. A regular occurrence in the last 2 minutes.

"What?"

"I'm an alien organic robot. I live to serve my creators. They were visiting Earth but there was an accident and I got left behind. I've been here for weeks now, avoiding being seen, hoping to find my creators. But now I need sustenance."

I realised its voice had been changing slightly as we spoke, and it was starting to sound more feminine.

"You're a robot?" I asked, stunned. "There are aliens? Here? On Earth?"

"Yes, yes, yes, and yes. Please Andy. Help me."

"And you can read my mind?"

"Yes"

"Can you do anything else? Fly? Shoot a laser?"

"No Andy. We do have technology to do that, but I can't. I'm just a sex bot".

"Oh fuck off guys, now I know you're having a laugh," I said loudly, although I still didn't understand how it had read my mind. I looked around again, expecting to see my mates pissing themselves with laughter at me. But again, nothing.

"Andy, let me show you something", it said. Suddenly, I saw a scene in my head. I was inside what can only be an alien craft, descending to earth. As it landed, a - hand? But not like our hands, definitely not human - reached out and led me out of the craft and into the countryside, classic British countryside like that around me now. I saw a close-up of a definitely-not-human face, and then a flash of light. The face jumped, turning, staring towards the light, then I saw the vaguely humanoid figure kind of running towards the spacecraft. Something happened and the ship imploded, sucking in the alien, trees, bushes and more, leaving a smoking hole in the ground.

I came back to reality. "That's what happened Andy, believe me".

Oh I certainly believed it now. I knew my mates wouldn't have been able to make me hallucinate.

"Fuck me".

"Again, I can't do that right now Andy. I need to grow first, and to do that, I need sustenance."

I paused. "Wait, you're a sex bot?"

"Sorry, I thought humans were cleverer than this", she said. Oh, the sex-bot is snarky, I thought. She continued: "Yes. That's what you would call it. We use a word more like 'companion bot'. My creators have two genders like you. But one can't manage with the rigours of space travel, so only the other one goes on the ships. But they learned a long time ago that too many of the - males - are in one space for too long without any - females - it causes problems. So we companions were invented. And that's how I ended up here."

I snorted. "So that scene you just showed me - the alien was taking you outside to have sex?"

"Yes, exactly. Please Andy, I am getting weaker all the time. Please let me have your sustenance."

That freaked me out. Like it wanted to eat my liver or my brain.

"What do you mean, sustenance?" I asked, cautiously.

"I'm a sex-bot, Andy. What do you think I mean?"

I paused, my mind going in one specific direction.

"Yes, that's right. I do eat food, like you do, but only when I need to grow. Otherwise, I just life energy to maintain my form, and so I imbibe living material."

I knew it!

"No, Andy, not your brains. Ejaculate, to use your words."

"You drink cum?"

"Yes, Andy". Her voice was definitely getting feminine, verging on a sultry sound. "We companions are designed to be stunningly efficient compared to your technology, so your... cum... has enough life energy for me to exist on for a while."

I sat down, stunned.

"Andy, please baby, help me."

Baby? I thought. What the fuck?

"Andy, I can read your mind, so I know how sex works for humans. I know what you all find exciting and what you don't like. We have been studying human life for many cycles now, so I'm familiar with the wider sexual activities that humanity as a whole takes part in. And can I say that it's very varied compared to my creators - you're a very creative species. I know that you find it a tremendous relief to ejaculate, and I need some to heal again, so I think we should work together, don't you?"

I couldn't carry on the conversation here. My head was spinning. So I picked her up - Her? Was I calling it a her already? - and set off for home.

She - it - started to talk again.

"Please. Be quiet. Let me think", I said, and she obeyed, quiet as I walked to my house, while I let my addled brain chew over everything that she'd just said.

Fucking hell. We weren't alone in the galaxy. I never believed we were. There are way too many stars and way too many planets for us to be a one-off. But I never believed they would actually visit us. Or us them. The distances and time are simply too vast.

I went into the living room, and sat on the sofa, placing the ball in front of me on the coffee table, staring at it. Then I turned her - it - around, looking for speakers, a microphone, whatever.

"OK, where's your speaker?" I asked

"I don't have one, Andy."

I also couldn't see any kind of cover for a battery compartment. It was smooth, with no panels or hatches or buttons or speaker mesh. It was firm but soft, like a well-toned ass on a sexy woman.

Then I caught the fact I'd just compared an alien blob to a well-toned woman's ass in the same sentence. What was going on?

I stared at it.

"Andy, you're quiet. Are you going to help me? I'd love us to help each other."

"What are you proposing?" I asked.

"Well, I'm limited in terms of what I can do right now as my body is currently small. But I believe that human males like what you call 'blow jobs', is that right?"

I snorted again. "Yes, you could say that."

"Well babe, I've seen a few of the recordings about how... BJs... are done. And I have a very detailed understanding of human anatomy. I can't move my head or anything, so if you can do that, I can do the rest."

"What? How will that work?"

Suddenly, the ball changed. A hole appeared, then widened, and in front of my eyes the hole changed into a mouth. Inside it, a tongue formed, wet and glistening, and lips around it. "Will this do?" the ball asked, now speaking through the mouth.

Fuck me. That right there wwas not human technology. No way. And I'd seen enough of Terminator 2 that there as no way I was going to be sticking my cock in there.

"Please baby. Let me blow you. I need your cum in me. It's what we're built for."

Her tongue licked round her lips like a 5-dollar whore. "Pick me up baby, hold my head."

I sat still. Then leaned forward to pick her up. "That's it baby, let me feel you in my mouth. I want you".

I gently moved my thumb towards her mouth, expecting sharp teeth to suddenly appear. Her lips parted, and then the teeth appeared. Fuck, what was I doing? Then she sucked my thumb in, tongue flicking around me. Oh fuck me, I was starting to get hard. I know we all joke that men will fuck any hole they can find, but this was not what most people imagined.

She spoke again, somehow, clearly not from her "mouth" which was still sucking my thumb. "Andy, please baby, I can feel you getting excited. Let me help you. Let me make you feel good. Give me your cum and help me heal." She started sucking my thumb deep, strong suction that set my mind going crazy. She moaned around my thumb as she sucked and licked, and I decided to take it a step further. I pulled out my thumb and unzipped my jeans, pushing them down around my knees, my boxers following.

I mean, a blowjob's a blowjob, right? Regardless of whether it was a gorgeous woman or - or an alien space-blob sex-bot.

"That's it baby... Give me your cock" she breathed in that low throaty voice. I lifted her up again, holding her above my erect cock, still half-fearing an alien tooth-monster biting off my cock. But she couldn't move by herself, so I slowly lowered her. Her tongue came out, straining to get near my cock, but I held her slightly further away, so there was no contact. She said to me - again not using her mouth - "I'm going to do something no human female can do baby", and her tongue stretched out, further than a human could, and licked up the underside of my cock. I startled, holding her away again. I looked at my cock, erect, throbbing, but in one piece, and slowly brought her nearer again. She moaned as her tongue came out again and licked up the entire length of my cock. It felt - wonderful. Like any tongue would feel when you're getting a blowjob. I let her continue, her tongue licking up and down my cock, for a few moments.

Then, feeling more secure - or to be more accurate, more aroused - I held her closer still, her lips just touching my helmet. She groaned - a slutty kind of groan heard only in porn movies - and I lowered her again. My swollen helmet entered her mouth - hot and wet, her tongue sliding around my taut flesh.

Oh fuck, that actually feels good. I relaxed further, moving her to take my cock deeper in her mouth, and she sucked me in, her lips closing tight around me. I started to bob her up and down, feeling my cock pass back out of her mouth so I was just touching her lips, then back in again. I felt her change shape under me, lengthening, becoming more of a rugby ball shape. Next time I pulled almost out, she broke contact and just said "Deeper", and I realised what she was doing. I pulled her down even further, past the point where a woman would start to gag, and felt the inside of her getting narrower, like a throat would.

Jesus wept, I thought. A fucking sex bot that needs my come and can deep-throat with no gagging and no need for breathing. I must have died and gone to heaven, right?

Lifting her up and down, sliding my entire length within her and having her 'throat' tighten around all 5 inches of my throbbing cock, and with a suction power that no human could ever match, I soon started to feel my orgasm approach. I think she realised this, as she made her throat and lips tighter, pressed harder with her tongue. A few more strokes, and I came, my cum spurting deep in her throat as I pressed her as deep onto me as I could, as she groaned in pleasure.

After a minute or two, as my cock started to deflate, I lifted her off, her lips sealed tight around me to ensure no come leaked. She came off with a pop - evidence of her sucking power. "Mmm, so good baby, you had a lot of cum stored up, didn't you?"

I nodded, breathless for a few moments.

"Thank you baby", she continued. "I'll take a few minutes to start digesting that, then I'll start feeling better. But in my current condition, where I've been starved for so long, we'll need to do that again, lots of times. Will that be OK with you?"

I laughed. "Yeah, I think that'll be just fine.", I said, placing her back on the table. Then my brain kicked in. "But wait, what happens next? In that vision you showed me, you were walking around, right? You're not going to be a blob with a pair of legs are you? Or tentacles?"

"No, silly", she laughed. "I said we're efficient. With more of your come, and some other food, then I can grow into a normal human female sized, quite quickly".

"Human-sized? But what will you look like? Will you actually be a human, or an alien?"

"Alien of course."

Oh shit!

"But," she continued. "I'll look human, because that's what I'm here to look like. If I were on another inhabited planet, I'd look like one of them."

"So you'll be human, basically?"

"On the outside, yes. But inside, that's different. As you saw with my tongue and my internal structure, I can do things that human females can't do, and I can change shape rapidly, from a few minutes to a few hours, depending on what I'm changing. So if there's any sexual thing you want to experience, I may be able to do it even though humans can't."

"Er... I've got a pretty vivid imagination, so you might not want to offer things like that."

"Oh but I do Andy. That's my point. Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy. Anything. Well, anything but damaging me."

"That's OK, I'm not into pain." I thought for a bit. "So, let me get this right, again. You're going to give me blowjobs, lots of them, and grow a human body."

I was starting to get hard again.

"Exactly."

I thought some more. "How many blowjobs till you have a body?"

She paused. "If you normally produce that much ejaculate, I think around 30 for the living material, plus a lot of more normal types of your food. So around 30 days, right?"

I snickered. "With blowjobs like that, we'll get 30 done in a week."

She gasped. "Oh Andy, that would be amazing. Can we do another one now? I can see you're getting hard again."

I started to lift her back to my cock. Then lowered her a bit. "First, a blow job isn't a blowjob without some ball-licking to start with." I said, as I held her in a place to lick me. Her tongue came out, lathing my balls, my cock going to full erection instantly. I moaned as she licked me, occasionally lifting her up so her tongue slid up my length, wrapping around my head, then back down again. I even let her drop slightly and parted my legs to let her lick under my balls, bathing my perineum in her... saliva, or whatever it was.

After a few minutes of that, I held her in a normal blowjob position, sliding my entire length down her 'throat' in one go, revelling as her tightness wrapped around me. I lifted her up and down, fucking her for a while, then I wanted a change of position. I placed her in between two cushions on the sofa ("Not the most elegant of positions, but it'll have to do") mouth up, then I stretched out along the sofa. I went into press-up position, and slid my cock back into her mouth. I started slowly pumping like I was fucking the mouth of a real woman. I kept going for as long as I could, my abs burning, my arms getting sore, until once again I spurted down her throat.

I collapsed back on the sofa, panting hard, my cock softening against my thigh. "Fuck me," I breathed. "I'm going to kill myself fucking your mouth."

"Oh no Andy, we can't let that happen. We need to take it slower if you want me to have a body." Then, and I swear I could hear a pout in her voice, "You do want me to have a body, don't you Andy? We could have so much fun together!"

"Oh yeah! Absolutely!", and then I collapsed into silence. I was getting tired, the orgasms and beer getting to me. But, despite recent events, I was not OK with having an alien in my bedroom. I stood up, saying "I need to get some sleep. Will you be OK down here?"

"Yes", she said softly, so I headed upstairs. Half-way through brushing my teeth, I felt ashamed. Here was a living, intelligent being, albeit an odd one, stranded a zillion miles from home, all alone, and for all I know, near death. And I left her all alone again downstairs in a cold stone farmhouse.

So I headed downstairs, and gently picked her up. "Come on, you can stay in my room. Somehow, I don't think you're going to turn into a flesh-eating alien monster overnight, given you've had plenty of time to eat me alive".

Unless she's a Gremlin of course, whispered a panicked voice at the back of my head, but I ignored it.

I placed her on the chair in the corner of the bedroom, and rolled into bed. We talked a bit as I relaxed. "So,", I asked. "what's it like being with aliens versus being here on earth?"

"It's different," she said, hesitatingly. "Very different. For all the technical prowess our creators had, they are so far behind you in other ways."

"Really?"

"Yes. That's often the way when you compare species. Strengths in one area result in weaknesses in another as they compensate with their strengths. Take a look at humans: technically competent compared with other Earth species, but physically weak compared to say chimpanzees".

Hmm. "So what ways are we better?"

"Well, they are relatively emotionless. More clinical and calculating. That makes humans capable of some amazing things - art, music, and so on - but also... " She paused. "As a species, you are capable of some terrible things". She sounded... I wasn't sure... weary?

I paused for a little.

"Yeah, you're right about that." I yawned. "Do you miss them? Your people? Will they come back and get you?"

"The galaxy is a big place and it takes a long time to get from place to place even with their capabilities. That's why we companions exist. So no, it will be a very, very long time before they come back."

OK, so I'm not about to get whisked into the sky by a flying saucer and probed anally. Things are looking better.

A few minutes later, I asked "You didn't answer my question. Do you miss them? Especially if they aren't coming back any time soon?"

She paused. Then quietly explained. "I'm a companion Andy. My entire existence has been developed around companionship. It drives me in a way that you humans have drives for food, and sex, and survival. But for me it's my only drive.... So yes, I miss them."

She sounded sad then. So I figured she was a shape-changing alien sex-bot, and if she wanted to eat my dick, brains, or liver, she'd just change into some sort of creepy crab-hand and climb around the room, jumping onto my face and fucking me to death as she rammed her alien proboscis down my throat, orgasming her alien nanobots into my gullet to eat me alive from the inside out. So with that cheery thought, I got out of bed, picked her up, and put her on the bed next to me, my hand reaching out to lightly touch her.

Plus, if I fancy a quick blow-job during the night, at least I won't have to get out of bed first, said another little voice in the back of my head.

As I started to doze off, something occurred to me. "Wait, you said you can look like a woman, but you'll be different internally?"

"Yes, that's right babe", she murmured.

"What about now? You made a mouth - could you also make a, you know, a vagina? A cunt?"

She laughed, sounding suspiciously like Scarlett Johansson. "Of course, baby"

I fell asleep, dreaming various lurid dreams of me fucking various holes.