Saturday, 14th May 2016
Brad & Emma we're any normal suburban couple, a nice house, a son called James who had just turned 18 and a 15 year old daughter called Kate.
The morning had started as any other, a beautiful spring day. Brad had just returned from his run & James was watching TV. Kate was sleeping over at a friends house.
"What's that in the garden?" called Emma from the kitchen, she craned her neck at the kitchen window to get a better look.
It was sat in the middle of the lawn & looked like a rock, small, round and grey and approximately 5 inches in diameter.
"Have those kids been throwing things into our garden?" she called out again, "because I'm going to have words if they have."
At this point James came into the kitchen to have a look at what all the fuss was about. "It's only a rock mom," he began "I'll go and move it."
"No, bring it to me, I want to see what it is." Emma replied.
James wandered out onto the lawn, approaching the object. As he got closer, he realised it was just a large clump of mud. "Stupid Mom," he thought to himself, "it must be from when she was gardening yesterday."
He was no longer cautious and pretty confident that he knew what it was. He bent down to pick it up without hesitation when just before his hand touched its surface, it made a noise.
Startled, James stepped back. He watched as a small opening appeared in the top, and out came a small appendage, approximately 4 cm long and flexible like a hose.
"What the.." James thought to himself as he watched the appendage flex and turn to point towards him. If he didn't know any better, he'd think it was investigating him.
He was just about to call out to his mom when it hit him, a large spray of water-like fluid squirted from the appendage and covered his entire body. James fell back onto the grass, not knowing what had happened. He tried to scramble backwards away from the object, kicking his feet at the grass. It was then he noticed his shoe, something wasn't right. He held his foot in mid air and stared at it, watching as his trainer melted, then his sock & his toes came into view. He stared down at his chest, realising the same thing was happening to his t-shirt. His pants had almost completely dissolved, exposing his underwear.
"Mom! MOM!" James shouted as he scrambled to his now bare feet, his pants and t-shirt falling to the floor leaving him in his underwear. He began to run towards the door when he felt something grab his left wrist, then his right. Now his ankles. The object had thrown out tendrils and was holding him there.
Emma ran out of the house and gasped at the sight she saw; James trying to run towards the house but unable to, held by some pink tentacle like objects that were restraining his wrists and ankles. She watched him struggle for a second, not knowing what to do. His boxers finally disolved, causing his developing manhood to flop out and begin to shake with the motions of his struggling.
She tried to ignore her sons nudity as she approached and attempted to free one of his wrists. As she did this, another tentacle quickly lashed out and forced her away. She tried three more times before she gave up.
"Brad! BRAD!" she called out in desperation. Her son was still struggling, his bare feet muddy and dirty from the grass, his nudity being the least of his worries.
Brad ran out of the house, still in his running gear. He instinctively ran over to James to try to free him but quickly found his wrists and ankles restrained just like his son.