Alien Abductions/KiTA's Stories/Fangirl

From Grigbertz

The aliens, high above the Earth, had a quandary. Ever since the Receptor Project had started, there had been steady attempts at contact from the humans below. While they had steadfastly refused all such attempts at contact so far, this one was interesting.

"Hello? Are you up there?" A young woman's voice came over the Alien's communications system, transmitted by archaic radio waves. "I'm your biggest fan, and I have some questions."

The strange young girl had taken herself outside of her civilization, taking a temporary dwelling made out of processed plant matter as well as primitive optics and communication gear. Other than that, she had fastened strange messages both in rocks on the ground around her, and on sheets of pressed plant matter. She had been broadcasting fairly regularly over the past few planetary orbits.

While certainly some of the receptor girls had been less startled than others, none had openly embraced their new fates. Still, if this young woman was that interested...

...

Ella sighed as she put down the radio microphone. She had spent the past two days in the forests outside of town with the most expensive radio equipment she could buy, the antenna pointed directly upwards.

According to the interviews she read online, the abductee girls all had the same story. They suddenly found themselves restrained, then kidnapped by strange beings from beyond the stars. These beings were apparently kind, even gentle, but invariably the girls were poked, prodded, and set loose back on Earth after the aliens did something to them.

Ella had decided that it had to be a cultural misunderstanding. The poses must be accidental, the girls' strange nudity must be due to some decontamination protocol combined with lack of understanding modesty, and the rest had to be some kind of... well... perhaps the aliens thought we could release the girls after they were safely transported?

Years of Star Trek and Larry Niven stories had convinced her -- Humanity couldn't afford first contact to be a disaster over some sort of silly misunderstanding like this. So she had started cataloging all the information she could about these mysterious aliens that the abductee girls all described, as well as as much information she could get about the abductee girls themselves.

There was no rhyme or reason to the abductions, only that the girls vanished for several days or weeks, and returned ... different. The only thing she could really find is that the aliens seemed to prefer out of the way places -- much like her campsite.

She had spent all her money on what her friends and family had called a silly obsession. This was her last weekend -- she had spent her last savings on this new radio and camping gear, and had agreed: if she still had no luck this time, she would leave attempting to contact the aliens to the specialists out there.

It was due to these depressing thoughts that she didn't quite notice the glowing disc above her head for a full minute.

"Oh my god," Ella said as she stood up, knocking her chair over as she did. "They're real."

The strange disc of light spun and opened, revealing a different color in a perfectly spherical hole at it's bottom. Ella gazed up into it.

"I... I come in peace!" Ella said, enthralled. "I want to learn more about you!"

The light seemed to shimmer and shift as something came out of the hole. Before Ella could move...

SPLORT

... A torrent of a strange ooze poured over her head, slapping into the ground around her with a wet thud, drenching her and her campsite. Ella began sputtering and gasping for air, even as she flung large globs of the strange gel off her face. Her glasses went along with a larger glob, landing with a wet plop near her.

The sound of her tent collapsing next to her caused her to spin around to stare at it. She watched in fascination as the green material melted away to nothing, joining a pile of camping equipment floating in a large puddle of odd slime.

"Acid?" Ella muttered as she stepped back, her bare feet squishing in the muddy ooze. Pausing again, she glanced down, recoiling with shock as her naked body came into view, the tattered remnants of her clothing floating at her feet in the ooze.

"No... No, you don't understand," she said as she slapped her hands across her nudity. "I'm here to communicate! I'm your biggest fan! I'm not..." She paused as she tried to move her arms and discovered they were stuck tight to her body. "I'm not one of those girls! I'm a scientist!"

Ella's frantic attempts to move her arms away from her chest and nethers caused her to twist, and with the slimy mud under her, she slipped -- causing her legs to slap together with a squishy sound. She didn't have to even try moving them to know they were stuck fast.

"I don't... I don't understand..." Ella muttered, even as she felt the sticky feeling on her lips. She didn't bother trying to open them again.

...

Some time later, after certain onlookers were sure she was quite unable to move, the spherical hole opened again. Long, slender tentacles seemed to fill the hole, with a orb containing a cute... thing inside it following. Ella watched in rapt amazement as the strange tentacles plucked her off the muddy ground with ease, pulling her towards the hole.

Moments later, the light blinked out of existence. Outside of the remnants of some camping equipment, there was no sign of anyone having been to the encampment at all.

...

The aliens rejoiced as the young girl was carefully loaded in the ship through the wormhole system. It was not their favorite way to subdue the strange solid creatures, but it seemed to work just as well as a standard glue trap. And besides, who were they to deny someone who so clearly wanted to be a Receptor? Frankly, it was an interesting change of pace to have the girls come to them.

...

Several days later, Ella woke up with a start. She could feel the grass under her bare skin, and could see the remnants of her campsite around her, even from her grass-eye view.

She was still utterly naked. She had tried to beg her strange hosts for some form of covering, but between her mouth being stuck shut and their differing cultures, she just couldn't get it through to them.

Worse still, she could see it in her hosts' eyes -- they seemed to be taking some sort of perverse joy in her predicament, leering as they poked and prodded her! And she was hardly alone -- all around her were other girls, each being treated in the same way! She had watched dozens of girls get... played with, posed, glued tight, and sent away, each in a more and more lewd pose. It became quite clear after a few hours that the poses weren't accidental, weren't accidental at all -- the aliens were intentionally posing the girls that way!

She had to warn the authorities -- the aliens were real, and they were perverts!

Ella reached forward to push herself off the ground. She would have to find some form of clothing, hopefully before her friends came to her campsite on Monday to find her. Hopefully some of her camping supplies had survived.

... Or rather, she tried to reach forward. With a tug, Ella found her hands stuck firmly to the sides of her naked hips and her arms stuck to her torso. She twisted and contorted, seeing her hands just barely out of the corner of her eye as she did so. Her hands were coated in some sort of translucent gel, along with a small part of her hips, like a slimy mitten. Worse, she could see -- and feel -- that her legs had a similar treatment, with her ankles glued to the back of her hips, the sticky sensation running all the way down her legs to the back of her knees.

Both her arms and legs were completely immobilized against her body, like a hogtie except with the strange gooey glue that all the girls seemed to have with them.

She couldn't move. All she could really do was squirm in place, scraping her body against the grass as she did so.

Ella tried to scream but found her mouth wouldn't open. No doubt the same gel was spread across her lips, like all the other abductees.

"No, no, no..." Ella screamed in her mind, "Not like this! I'm not just some random girl, I'm... I'm..."

Ella placed her head down softly on the grass as she realized no one could hear her -- and no one would be hearing her for a long, long time.

"I'm in a lot of trouble."