Alfie couldn't stop laughing. Maybe it was drugs; well, they had consumed a lot. Or maybe it was the suspense of the next few days before school started again. Who knows but Alfie couldn't stop laughing. Blatt, his obese friend was leaning back in his chair, his waist spilling over the sides, continuing his friend's parental abuse.
"I tell you Alfie, your Pa must be the dumbest fuck I know. I mean to give you the keys again, especially after what happened last time."
Alfie felt the engine roar as he increased speed, way over the legal limit.
"Yeah," he chuckled. "But Pa likes bailing me out. It gives him a purpose in life."
His big friend nodded, looking a little more serious." Yeah man, well just make sure we don't get caught here this time. You know this place is supposed to be out of bounds."
Alfie took another intoxicating swig. "Yeah man, but the girls here are so cool, don't you think?"
Blatt shrugged in resigned agreement, "Hmmm OK, but they definitely don't dig us."
Alfie looked over to his slimy friend, shaking his head in disapproval. "Maybe if you got a wash once in a while," he commented in a matter-of-fact way, and then ducked as a thrown bottle just missed him. The pair of high school jocks then laughed again, their cabin already full of empty bottles.
Yeah, two days till the new semester, his fathers ride and that devil-may-care attitude so prevalent in the young; Alfie had only one thing on his mind. Girls.
"How much longer man?" Blatt cussed, pulling his belly up, trying to stand.
Alfie checked the gas; he didn't want to be stranded a million miles from anywhere; not again. No, he had loads of fuel this time. These sports roadsters not only looked the part, red with gold fairings, they could really shift too. You had to watch your pedal or you could end up splattered against a rock in a blink of an eye. However, Alfie was taking it nice and easy. They'd left the highway ages ago and out here you took it slow even with veins full of testosterone.
"Patience man," he said, tired of Blatt's constant griping. "You want to get there in one piece don't you?" Then he pointed. "There! Look, it won't be long now."
Alfie could see it in the distant darkness, through the windscreen. They wouldn't waste any time; the first babe they found, they'd pull.
The farm road was deserted but Becky didn't care. She'd had enough. The young blonde pushed her groping date away from her for the fifth time and climbed out of his car.
"Fuck you Billy Thomas," she said, slamming the door and making the boy cringe.
The young man leaned out, calling her name but to no effect. Becky was striding up the deserted night-time road, the evening warm; the cloudless sky bristling with stars. She held her arms across her chest, a trait many busty teens do while still coming to terms with their bodies. She stumbled, wishing she hadn't worn heels with these jeans.
Behind her she heard the spinning of wheels on gravel and turned to see her ride careening off the other way, the young mans ego having had enough bruising for one night.
"Jerk!" she shouted. Then she suddenly felt a little foolish. "It's a long walk home," she mused. "Especially in pink high heels."
It was at this point she saw the light. It was quickly growing brighter and larger out of the corner of her eye. "What's that?" She couldn't make it out at this distance but it was definitely getting closer and closer.
Billy saw it too, in his rear view mirror. He slammed on the brakes, concerned for his ex-date. Becky was now over the brow of the hill, out of sight. He spun the car around, roaring back up the narrow road.
The sexy teen was stood arms still folded mouth open. Her long curly locks framing her face as she watched in awe and confusion. The light was almost on top of her now.
"What is it? What..."
Billy reached the brow of the hill, the fields ahead amazingly lit like day. An object as big as a bus hung over the treetops, its red and gold piping giving it a 30's comic book rocket ship appearance. Almost instantly it rose at a tremendous speed. Billy was momentarily blinded by the brilliant light it emitted. Then the night was black again, the road silent and to Billy's horror along with the UFO, Becky was no where to be seen.
The blonde's body was tingling, her senses slowly recovering. The alien craft hummed a slow comforting noise, the incredible g-forces as it cleared the atmosphere not transmitted to the inside of its hull.
Alfie and Blatt steadied the ship in a lazy orbit around the out-of-bounds planet. There were laws regarding under-developed worlds, however there were laws about a lot of dumb-ass things. Alfie took yet another snort of his pleasure dust, Blatt burping from hours of drinking beer after beer.
"Nice catch," Alfie said, patting his friend on the back. "Let's take a look at her."
It wasn't until Becky raised her head and saw Alfie and Blatt standing over her, that she really started to lose it.
"Oh my God! This can't be true!" She suddenly felt detached from the real world. Becky had always had the measure of things; school, boys, life in general. She wasn't a nasty person but neither was she genuinely nice. She just breezed through the days with no real worries. Even this evening, her only problem had been keeping the high school dreamboat off her. Most girls in her year wouldn't have been so unappreciative. But like I said she had few problems and if she did have any they definitely weren't lack of young male admirers.
She tried to push herself backwards along the metal floor, all the while shaking her head in horrific denial.
Alfie shrugged his shoulders. These Earth girls really didn't dig them, but his friend had made a great choice. She was almost his height, but only half that of Blatt's. She was curvaceous, firm rounded butt straining in her jeans, shapely legs and a fine full bust. Alfie could never get over how pale and soft their skin was compared to his. Dry as well, not like his slimy friends.
Becky felt spine tingling vulnerable. Her eyes couldn't stop staring. She wanted to look away, but her body refused.
"No, no, I, I, you, uhhhh!" Becky ranted to herself. Were her eyes deceiving her? One of the aliens was massive, like a huge green maggot rising up to over 10 feet. Its segmented belly glistened with slime, its head a narrowing taper of wiggling stalks, like on a slug. Its four arms, if you could call them that, were squid-like tentacles, its tapered head finishing in ruby red lips. It literally spoke out of the top of its head.
The other was like a pig-shaped humanoid. It wore a flight-suit, had two stumpy legs and strong muscular arms. Its snout took up most of its face, its eyes close together, geek-like. Both had a bottle of foaming liquid in their grip, both swaying as if intoxicated.
