Alien Abductions/KiTA's Stories/Fishing
From Grigbertz
Big Tom whistled to himself as he walked down the old country road. The sun was just peeking up above the horizon, with a hint of dew covering the leaves and old wooden fence along the side of the road. He turned around the bend towards the lake outside of town, and stopped dead in his tracks.
"Mmmph? Mm Mm-mm mmrm?" Hello? Is someone there?
Big Tom stared at the pert set of freckled buttocks that lay in the grass next to his favorite sitting stone. The young girl the buttocks were attached to squirmed as she turned to look at him, her hands stuck fast to her naked ass, all while her upper arms seemed stuck steadfast to her legs, forcing her into an extremely lewd, oddly pyramid-shaped posture.
"Mmmnn! MmnnMmmmNmMmnM!" Oh thank god, I've been stuck here for hours!
Big Tom nodded as he walked next to her, sitting down on his favorite rock. He gingerly placed the large cooler next to him, laying his fishing pole on top of it. Wordlessly, he reached into his coat, pulling out an old pipe, which he filled with a fine powder and started puffing on.
"Mmmm, Mmm, Mmmnhm Mm Mmm!" Listen, I know this sounds weird, but they did something to me, and I... I have this tingle...
"Ya see lass," Big Tom said in his deep Irish accent, "I always wondered what it felt like to be a fish."
"Mmmmh?" Huh?
"Yeah, you see, to have something pink, and wiggling, and delicious just appear in front of you one day. Only suddenly whammo, there's a hook." He grinned, taking a puff. "Tell me lass, where's your hook?"
"Mmmh? Mm mm m mmm..." Hook? I don't understand...
"I mean lass, do you have friends over the next hill waiting to rob me blind? Or maybe to take pictures, try and let the missus know I've been dallying around with strange tarts?"
"Mm, mm mmm mmh mmmmmmn!" No, it was these aliens...
"Or perhaps this is some prank, or someone trying to get you hurt?" Big Tom leaned over, staring at the young girl's hands. "It looks like they used some sort of glue on your hands, and I don't have anything that would take off glue."
"Mmm MMMM Mmm!" They WERE glue!
"Hm hm hm." Tom said as he bit on his pipe. "It looks like they did quite the number on you."
He reached out and put a hand on her ass as he turned her gently, looking at where her arms were glued to her legs. Unfortunately for the girl, his hands went a little too close, and her hips bucked nearly on their own, rubbing herself against his hand. She let out a low, mumbled, moan as the tingle and itch finally subsided a little bit.
"Woooah, lass. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were liking this." Tom frowned, holding his pipe in one hand and noticing how damp his other hand was. "This your doing? Your idea of fun?"
"Mmm mm mm mmm! Mmm mmm mmm, Mmm m Mmnh!" No, there's a tingle and an itch down there, and I can't reach it!
"Ya even managed to braid your hair."
"Mmm mm M m mm mMn! Mm Mmmm m mMm mmnh!" It was goo! They rubbed some sort of alien hair gel in and it stuck that way!
"You do understand that I don't speak 'mmm,' right lass?" Big Tom sighed as he sat back down. "Well girl, ya don't look like the sort who would like this sorta thing, even though you seem to be liking it all the same."
"Mm Mm Mmmmm..." It's the tingle...
"Well... I suppose I could take ye back home. See if the missus can't find something to melt glue. Maybe diesel fuel and a rag. If that don't work, we'll get you to the doctor in the city. Sound good?"
"Mmm!" Yes!
"Ah, good. Well then," Tom said as he hefted his cooler and pole in one hand. "Up ya go!"
"mmmh!?" Huh?! The young girl mmmhed as Big Tom, in one swoop, lifted her over his shoulder and wrapped his arm around her torso. She was stuck looking backwards, only to realize Tom's village was shrinking in the distance, as Big Tom continued his walk to the lake.
"Mmmmm!?" Hey, wait?!
"Ah, about that lass." Big Tom said, grinning a cheeky grin. "It's a great day to go fishing, and I intend to get at least enough for supper. Don't you worry none, my favorite spot is a secret, no one will catch ya. Besides, if you're going to go around gluing yourself like a pretzel with no kit on, you should get some sun on those cheeks."
"Mmm, mmm mhm!" But, I'm still stuck!
"You're lucky that I went fishin' today lass." Big Tom said as he patted the young girl reassuringly. "This lake is also where all the boys from the local schools go swimmin'. Another hour or two and you would have had quite a different audience."
