I AM A FUGITIVE FROM ANOTHER GALAXY --3 - Sex Stories

I AM A FUGITIVE FROM ANOTHER GALAXY --3

... external fence looking for some high ground or a tree. We found a tall oak some fifty yards outside the base. From there it was about ten miles to the testing grounds. Even after climbing to the high branches Donald could not see the targets, some old vehicles, but I could. I used my “Sense” to supplement Donald’s vision. I could also sense a general announcing that the test would begin shortly. This was our cue. Donald took aim—we had discussed this several times—deciding the effect would be more dramatic if the ray walked up to the target. He picked out an old transport truck and aimed about 200 yards short. He adjusted the control for ten miles and pulled the slide down. A bright blue column of energy burst from the toaster’s two slots. Instantaneously, it struck the sand in the target area. Donald walked the ray up to the truck and when it struck the truck disappeared. I sensed the commotion among the army brass. Donald selected another target—an old tank—with the same result. I told him we could stop. We had made our point. Soldiers were already en route to us. Donald climbed down the tree. He waited with his hands clasped behind his head. He was taken into custody by the MP’s and driven to the general’s office. Donald was respectful and polite as always. “General Tobin, I would appreciate the opportunity to speak to you privately, and, please don’t play with that. It’s dangerous.” Too late, General Tobin had pulled the slide. The beam disintegrated the ceilings and ...

... floors all the way through the roof. There was a gaping hole about ten feet wide running up the building. I decided that I had to take control. I placed Donald into a trance and spoke: GENERAL, DONALD TRIED TO TELL YOU. NOW, WILL YOU PLEASE LISTEN TO ME? I HAVE NEUTRALIZED YOUR GUARDS. IF YOU CHECK THEM YOU WILL SEE THAT THEY ARE IN A TRANCE, UNABLE TO HEAR OR SPEAK OR MOVE. MY WORDS ARE FOR YOU ALONE. AS YOU MIGHT GUESS I AM NOT NATIVE TO THIS PLANET. I AM A FUGITIVE FROM A PLANET MORE THAN THREE HUNDRED THOUSAND LIGHT YEARS AWAY. I WAS NOT A CRIMINAL, BUT A LEADING SCIENTIST. THIS BOY, DONALD DUGAN, IS MY HOST. HE KNOWS OF MY EXISTENCE AND HAS GRACIOUSLY AGREED TO MY PRESENCE. I BUILT THIS DEVICE JUST AS I BUILT SEVERAL ON MY PLANET TO REPEL INVADERS. MY PLANETARY COUNCIL REFUSED TO BELIEVE ME, BUT I HOPE YOU WILL. I SEE YOU ARE SKEPTICAL, BUT YOUR EYES AND EARS DO NOT DECEIVE YOU. THERE ARE THOUSANDS OF PLANETS WITH INTELLIGENT LIFE, MOST FAR MORE ADVANCED THAN EARTH. I COME TO WARN YOU ABOUT THE GORKONS. THEY INVADED MY PLANET AND ENSLAVED THE INHABITANTS BECAUSE THE COUNCIL DID NOT PREPARE. MY ESTIMATES INDICATE THAT EARTH WILL DEFEAT THE GORKONS, BUT TO DO SO YOU WILL HAVE TO USE NUCLEAR WEAPONS AND TENS IF NOT HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF EARTHLINGS WILL PERISH IN THE FIGHT. I AM HERE TO GIVE THIS INVENTION TO YOU FOR YOUR DEFENSE. HOWEVER, THERE ARE CONDITIONS—I WILL CONSTRUCT THE CONTROLS USING DONALD AS I HAVE WITH THIS TOASTER AND THEY WILL SELF DESTRUCT THIRTY DAYS AFTER ...