Nate had just finished his shower at the Y when he dressed and walked out into a darkened hall.
Weird, he thought. The Y is supposed to be open for another couple hours. He walked toward a glowing red EXIT sign, looking down hallways for any other people.
No one.
It was his routine to go to the Y around 10pm for a swim. Nate was having girl problems - his ex, Amber, had been cheating on him. Thank you for accidentally sending the wrong selfie, babe! So Nate discovered his girl was a slut and that practically every guy on his soccer team knew the touch of her lips. He couldn't bear to look at her. And what was wrong with him, he'd wonder? Nate was a good-looking kid, over 6'2, sandy brown hair and a lean swimmer's body. Fuck her, he thought, I'm a good catch!
So swimming... yes, swimming was a wonderful, solitary activity to think, to avoid others, and to quietly keep fit. And if you go late enough at night, you have the entire Olympic sized pool for yourself.
Nate made his way to the EXIT door and pushed the handle open.
Suddenly, he was hit by a bright light.
"Fuck, get that light off me!" He held a hand up, first thinking it was a friend shining a phone in his eyes, then wondering if a cop had a flashlight. But the light was piercing blue-white and he could see the red between his fingers - it was so intense.
But then the hairs on his legs were rising, as if he were hit by a static charge. Nate got a vague sense of dropping his gym bag as his arms were raised open. He kept his eyes shut but the bright light pierced through his eye lids with a red glare. He felt dizzy. He felt like he was floating, numb, as if his entire body was tingling, fallen asleep. As he rose into the air, he felt his bladder give and he had the curious sensation that he was pissing his pants.
He looked down and saw the parking lot below him. His car was the only one left in the parking lot.
He looked up past the beam of light and caught a glimpse of a dark circle in the sky.
Geez, this can't be happening. He looked left and right and saw the twinkling lights of the city. He was being abducted by a flying saucer.
Holy shit, this is fucked up. And everything Nate knew about alien abduction flashed into his brain - from movies, books, comics. This can't be happening, he thought again. This isn't real.
As he continued to rise in the air, his arms were pulled ahead, his legs were pulled downward, so he was helplessly spread-eagle in the air.
It was getting more and more difficult to turn his head, but Nate was astonished at how high he was. And nobody notices a guy flying up in the air, he wondered.
Then, he felt the sleeves of his shirt pull up off him. His shoes and socks were pulled off. Then his pants were sliding off. He was being stripped in mid-air, still rising toward the ominous dark circle above.
Nate squirmed against the invisible bonds that were holding him suspended. Must be like some sort of tractor beam, he thought. The chill of the night made him pee again, and he smiled as he pissed into the air and he imagined hitting someone's windshield.
Finally, he approached the bottom of the saucer. He could hear a great rush of air, like a giant vacuum cleaner. There was no longer any light shining in his face. His body was pulled inside and he found himself floating horizontally down a featureless pitch black hall way.
Suddenly he landed with a wet plop on an examination table that seemed to be made of blue gelatin. Nate's naked body was stuck on the sticky surface. Like a fly trap, he thought. I must be dreaming.
Something entered the room. No, two somethings. They looked like 2 pink orbs of jello. Floating bowling balls that were translucent, with lights and liquid flickering below their membranes which quivered to hold a spherical shape.
"Dominant species on this planet. Begin mapping. Identify UNINTELLIGIBLE SOUND."
Nate could hear their thoughts. "Hey! Let me out of this!" But they could not hear his thoughts. He tried to think to them but there was no reaction. Then he tried to sit up on the table, but the blue gelatin sprouted tentacles which wrapped around his biceps pulling him back down. He tried to raise his leg, but more wet blue tendrils rose up around his ankles and held him back.
"This species produces with UNINTELLIGIBLE NOISE. Sample and catalog."
Nate felt more tendrils wrap themselves around his body. One around his neck. Tiny tendrils reached through his fingers and toes. But when one tendril reached up between his legs and wrapped itself around his penis, Nate shook violently. "Hey, fuck off, man! This isn't a dream!" He squirmed against the gelatin bed, but too many tendrils were sticking him in place.
The one tendril grew vine-like around his penis, its tip circling Nate's urethra. It then shimmied down his shaft when it realized Nate's foreskin could slide down.
"This species has UNINTELLIGIBLE. Proceed and catalog."
The tendril retracted his foreskin and wound itself around the edge of his dick head. Nate squirmed more, then felt his face go beet red as he became erect.
"A response to stimuli." The orbs shimmered and moved closer to the table. "Examine UNINTELLIGIBLE with different stimuli."
The tendril began to vibrate, and Nate immediately thought of the time he used an electric toothbrush on his ex-girlfriend's nipples. Of course, this made him harder and Nate had no choice but to ease his pelvis up and down so that his erection would push into the sticky wet grasp of the blue tendril.
"Size change noted. Color change noted." The orbs began to circle Nate on the table. Another flash of light passed over Nate's helpless body and he saw up on the wall a scan of his internal organs.
"What is the purpose of the change in condition?"
"Unknown. Subject respiration quickening. Heartbeat quickening. Continue to examine UNINTELLIGIBLE."
Another tendril proceeded forward into his anus. Nate squirmed and yelled, "Stop that! That's fucked up!" Then a wide tendril rose up by his head and sealed over his mouth.
The orbs continued to circle the table. Nate looked left and right, both terrified and thrilled that his naked body was strapped on the display table. The vine around his dick was gently trying different ways of keeping him hard - it wrapped around him so that his dick looked like a blue striped candy cane, then it encircled the base, lashed around his balls, and squeezed, keeping him firm. Whenever he felt himself soften, the tendril would immediately try a different approach, massaging his organ larger and larger. He half-expected to wake up from this weird dream. He half-expected the orbs to unzip and there'd be a couple of his buddies inside, laughing at the elaborate stunt.
Other tendrils were wrapped around his fingers and toes, desperately trying to make those digits grow like his dick. Two more tendrils were gently wrapped around his ears. Nate thought this was the best massage he had ever experienced.
"Subject extremities not changing. UNINTELLIGIBLE catalyst effects only prominent middle digit. Function unknown." The orbs were conferring side by side, watching Nate squirm with delight.
Oh, geez, I'm going to come. Nate looked around for help but the orbs did not respond. Meanwhile the blue tendrils on his dick had formed the shape of a tube, rolling up and down his erection, like a transparent blue fleshlight.
I'm going to come! Nate wondered if the aliens would be mad if he did. Or maybe this is sperm extraction for them? He pull his hips back, but the gelatinous examination bed pushed his bucking ass back into the tendril's sticky grasp.
With his mouth still covered, Nate could only squeal against the bonds as he came. The first spurt went straight into the air and landed on his chest. The next spurts hit some of the tendrils which quickly withdrew back into the table. The orbs immediately moved closer to watch.
"Contamination! Subject is injured. Scanning."
