Erotic Chibi Tales By Nathan Williams

Nathan the Red Chibi Monkey saw the female he desired, another Red (like him) but with luxurious curly pink hair. Also firm round breasts and a hairless foofa. On the tree branch next to her was a Purple Chibi Monkey, which was showing off its large hot dog. Nathan could see she was impressed, but his was larger. He hoped to a branch directly opposite her where he knew she could see him.

Then he started pumping his monkey meats, inflating his equipment to its maximum length. This, he was convinced, would impress her. It wasn't long before he got confirmation. As he played with himself, he noticed her looking over and smiling. Nathan was confident that the female would choose him, but worried he might have to fight the rival to get what he wanted, which was her sweet, sweet foofa.

He started hooting and hollering, in order to get the male's attention. The male looked over and got the message. Nathan could see the worry on the purple's face, so he quickened his pace. A few seconds later he shot a powerful stream of gooey monkey juice in the direction of the male. A direct hit! This really enraged the male.

The purple leapt through the air, grabbed hold of the branch Nathan sat on, swung around, and landed quite close. Nathan turned to face purple. He acted quickly, grabbing a banana and slapping purple in the face with it. Purple cried out in surprise, lost his footing and fell to the ground many feet below. He lay dazed.

That is when Nathan decided to claim his prize. He leapt over gracefully to the branch directly across where the Red Chibi female still crouched.

"That was quite impressive", she remarked, smiling.

Nathan noticed that she was staring at his member.

"Can I touch it?" the female inquired.

Nathan consented and she took hold of his hot dog. Gently at first, then she really got a grip on it and went to town, moving her hand up and down the shaft while cradling his balls. He had to confess that this was even better than he had imagined when he first saw the female. After they had intercourse Nathan introduced himself.

"That was very nice, Nathan", the female replied. Then she introduced herself. "My name is Melinda, but you can call me Mel. By the way, that was Aubergine, my ex". Nathan deduced that she was referring to Purple. He worried that would be a problem, and Melinda confirmed that it possibly could.

"He was trying to win me back", Mel explained, sighing. "But I told him no. I've actually had my eye on you for some time and was hoping you'd make a move". Mel smiled at him, then reached for his member again. "I'm really glad you did", she added as she started massaging it once more.

Nathan Williams, a man and not a monkey, finished typing. That's a good start to a story, he thought. Though not one for children, obviously. This clearly was material not suited for his 8-year-old son, Ethan. What might be a good title for this anthology? Perhaps Chibi Tales After Dark? He would have to ponder it.

He looked at the images he had had his AI assistant mock up for him. "Captain Pilot, make me a sexy blue chibifolk woman in a boat lost at sea. A great white shark should be in the background".

Captain Pilot created some variations for him and he chose the one that turned out the best. But maybe the images should be inside the book and a tamer image should be on the cover? Nathan decided that was the way to go, given that some prudes might classify the images as too risqué for display in a book store.

Nathan decided to outline the story. The chibi woman finds a boat and decides to take it for a joyride in the sea. She heard a tropical beach with fantastic white sands and clear blue-tinged waters where sweet alcoholic drinks were half price was just down the coast. This particular vessel belonged to her brother's friend. But he wouldn't mind if she borrowed it. If she got it back later in the day he would never even know.

But she gets caught in a riptide, drops the oars, and is swept out to sea. The sun beat down, causing her to sweat profusely, so she removed her clothing. Luckily she did bring a bottle of Genius Water. The label read, for smart people who want to stay hydrated. "I'm smart, and I need some hydration", Polita remarked, reading the label.

She took a swig, but it was warm and she spit it out. "Gross!" Then she dropped it and the remainder spilled into the bottom of the boat. She drifted further out to sea as the sun set. Polita had heard that across the ocean there was a human settlement. Avoid the humans was a warning well known among the chibi folk. Though she had never seen one. Apparently they were giants.

Suddenly the wind began to blow. It got really cold and the nude chibi woman started shivering, so she reached for her dress, though it was soaked with the Genius Water. Polita held it up, hoping to use the blowing air to dry it quickly. Instead the wind grabbed her dress, ripping it from her hands and it blew away.

"Peoji!" she screamed, cursing her misfortune.

Later she encounters a human fisherman and, of course, there is a sexual encounter. That would be a good start Nathan decided. Polita will be very intrigued by the fishman and grateful when he saves her. And willing to do absolutely anything he asks of her. Sexually, that is. Which is where the fishman's mind goes when he sees she is completely nude. Not because, compared to him, she is small like a child.

That would be very inappropriate. But what transpired next would be completely consensual and both the fisherman and Polita would be willing participants. Polita would do things with the fisherman's zizi that he never imagined a woman would be willing to do. The author decided his fisherman character should also be named Nathan, the same as the red monkey with the huge schlong.

Then Nathan looked at the 3rd cover mockup. Captain Pilot made the blue chibi man and green frog characters he requested as a blue chibi man with a frog head. He danced nude in a field with his smaller frog buddy, a cool red corvette parked in the background. Prince Nathan, amphibian royalty, had just received the classic car as a birthday gift.

He could have just turned 4. According to the search engine g00gle, frogs sexually mature at 4, which would explain his huge amplexus. He was sexually mature and eager to mate. But Nathan decided against this. Given that this was a chibi frog, he decided Nathan (the frog) would be 18. Which would cause no issues due to saying a 4 year old was going cruising for chicks. Also g00ble said frogs don't have frog units.

"You learn something new every day", Nathan remarked. But that could be misinformation. Regardless, he decided that chibi frogs absolutely were completely and fully equipped. Also, Nathan the frog prince was anatomically correct. Or incorrect, if he was to believe g00gle. Before departing Nathan the frog grabbed a large stack of amphibucks from his birthday loot.

"This should be more than enough to hire some hos to orally pleasure us", Nathan informed his buddy Zorrotada. Then he changed his mind. It was Zorrotada who proposed hiring the hos and Nathan the frog prince who objected. "That would be the morally incorrect thing to do", Nathan remarked, sad his buddy would suggest such a thing.

"Women are our equals, not sex objects for us to take advantage of". He slapped his buddy Zorro on the back of the head. "Grow up", he counseled his shorter frog buddy. Though, while shorter, Zorro was actually older. So he should know better. Nathan typed that in, satisfied with his decision. Nathan (his frog alter ego) would find a willing sexual partner who was willing and eager to get her freak on and break in his huge amplexus.

Once the hypothetical partner saw it, she would want it inside her as soon as possible. Though the encounter wouldn't remain hypothetical for long. And there might be more than one chibi frog woman wanting to sexually please Nathan the frog prince. Probably two at once while several more females watched, each one waiting to take her turn.

They would also be quite impressed with his corvette. In addition to the fact that he was a prince and the possibility existed that one lucky amphilass could become his princess. And eventually queen. But he would have to be clear upfront that was only a possibility. Due to wanting to completely avoid a hypergamous union. Instead Nathan was looking for true love and not a woman that would divorce him and take half his stuff. Like Nathan's real ex-wife.

But Nathan the frog prince would definitely sow his wild oats first. By getting BJs and having intercourse with dozens (and possibly more) willing amphilass women first. He was a young frog and there was plenty of time before he even had to think about settling down.

Nathan, the human author, recently arranged a meet the author event at a local book store that had not gone well. He paid the owner of Bernard's Book Barn $200 to set up for the afternoon. He printed up flyers and distributed them around town, hopeful that people would line up to buy copies of his self published book, Chibi Tales Volume One. It included a rejiggered version of his story about Lois Ailana and Stitcher the blue chibi beast.

Nathan brought all the copies he paid to have printed, hoping that 100 would be enough. He considered that, as the copies depleted, he would raise the price. He set up a table and hand printed a sign indicating that the price was $24.99 each. Though he also had a sharpie in his pocket. Both for autographing copies (for an extra $50) and to cross off the $24.99 price and write in a higher price.

But the hours ticked by until the owner, an elegant older woman named Cordelia Barrowbower, approached him. "It is time for you to leave".

Except he had sold zero copies. A child came over and opened one up. Nathan was concerned the child would damage the volume. On the other hand, he didn't wish to discourage a possible sale. He asked the boy if his mother was around. The child pointed at the cover and said the name of the trademarked character from the company represented by a mouse.

Nathan was annoyed. "No, that is my completely original character, Stitcher".

"Mommy, it's snitch!" the child exclaimed.

The mother came over to see what her child was talking about. She took the book from her son and looked at it. "How can you use this copyrighted character?"

"There is no copyrighted character called Snitch. This is a story about my original chibi character named Stitcher. Do you wish to purchase a copy? I will sign it for free". Nathan grabbed his sign and crossed off the line that indicated author autographs were $50 and wrote in free.

"No thank you", the mother replied, placing the book back on the table. Then she grabbed her child by the wrist and left.

That is when Nathan decided a different tact was in order. Instead of a book for children, he would switch gears and write a new volume for an adult audience. Either Chibi Tales After Dark, or possibly Erotic Chibi Tales. This would be a work that would surely sell better. At least he hoped so. He already had some ideas for steamy scenes involving randy lust-filled chibis and their 100 percent consensual sexual exploits.

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Little Bunny Foo Foo's Comeuppance

Greta looked on, disappointed in her former friend, Foo. Not that long ago he started juicing, telling his friend he was tired of being a wimp. Then, for reasons that made no sense to her, Foo started scooping up field mice and bopping them on the head. It seems he took a perverse delight in inflicting misery on the lesser creatures of the forest.

"It's roid rage", Greta concluded, but Foo refused to listen. Then he pushed her and, when she tried to grab him, bit her arm. Greta cried as Foo stormed out. He grabbed his bopping stick and left the home they shared.

She didn't see him again for many weeks. One day Greta was walking through the forest when she saw Foo. He held his bopping stick in one hand while slapping the opposite end into the palm of his hand.

Field mice emerged from the woods. Each one had a bandaged head. Obviously these were bopping injuries. The mice looked angry. It seemed they had had enough and were determined to stand up to the bully, Foo.

But Foo didn't seem worried. "I can do a lot worse than give you a bop on the head", Foo said, laughing. He was going to have some fun putting these insolent rodents in their place.

Suddenly the mob bum rushed him, swarming him in an instant and completely taking Foo off guard.

When it was over Foo lay on the ground, covered in bites and scratches. After the mice departed Greta approached her friend. Was he dead? A small trickle of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. His eyes fluttered open when he felt his friend's touch.

"My friend", he whispered. Greta helped him up and took him home, Foo hobbling, leaning on Greta and using his stick to support himself.

Some time later, after Greta nursed Foo back to health, he reconsidered his past actions. "Those damn mice beat me up good", he concluded, sighing.

"Perhaps it's time to make peace", Greta said, counseling her friend.

"Maybe", Foo agreed reluctantly. "On the other hand, I could get some more steroids, juice up, and get my revenge!"

Greta didn't think that was a good idea and said so, trying to talk her friend out of this course of action. Instead of arguing, Foo agreed to give it some thought.

But he had already made up his mind. Later that night, after a meal of carrot soup and some time cuddling on the couch watching Netflix, Greta turned in for the night. Foo pretended he was going to turn in as well. He went to his room and sat on his bed waiting.

When he heard Greta's snores from the next room, he got up and snuck into the kitchen. This is where Greta kept her purse. Reaching in, he found her pocketbook and opened it, removing the cash he found inside. Then he crept into Greta's bedroom and raided her jewelry box.

Leaving the house, he examined his take under a moonlit sky. This, he concluded, would be enough to buy more steroids from his supplier. Then the mice would pay dearly. He wouldn't just bop them on the head lightly for fun, as he had in the past. This time he would strike with all his might and seriously crack some skulls.

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The Inappropriate Bedtime Story

"Can you tell me a bedtime story, Dad"?

Nathan Williams, a divorced dad, sat down on a chair next to his eight-year-old offspring's mattress.

"Of course, son". He thought, digging deep into his imagination. Then he began.

There was a beautiful Hawaiian woman named Lois. One evening, when she was walking on a starlit beach wearing a sexy red bikini, she noticed a falling star.

That is when she decided to make a wish. And so she did. She wished for her life to be more interesting.

Now Lois, I should tell you, was a looker. A little over 20, so completely legal. She has a glowing complexion with creamy brown skin and jet black flowing flaxen hair. She also has an hourglass figure, if you know what I mean. Which means she is stacked and rocking some junk in the trunk.

Anyway, Lois walks along the beach near her home in Hawaii, like I said. She lives in a bungalow right on the beach, so I don't know what she is complaining about or why she longs for her life to be more interesting.

But, for the purposes of the story, let's say she is very bored for some reason. Well, that is about to change. This very night, in fact.

She was almost home when, to her surprise, she encounters a small blue chibi monster. The creature wears a chrome colored space suit that gleams under the glittering moonlit sky.

"Good evening, mam. I am a lost traveler and was wondering if you could offer assistance?" is what the chibi says.

Lois was taken aback. A talking chibi, in real life? Could it be a drunken hallucination? Or perhaps she decided to try those psychedelic mushrooms her uncle gave her?

She decided that must be it. She scarfed the mushrooms and was currently tripping balls. Oh, also I forgot to mention that earlier Louis was jogging along the beach. It was like the opening of Baywatch when the hot lifeguard babe runs in slow motion, while her tits are bouncing.

But back to the alien chibi. What he claims is that he and his family from Alpha Centauri were sightseeing on Earth when their spacecraft started having engine troubles. What I mean is that the family is humanoid, and Stitcher was like the family pet.

Oh, and he says his name is Stitcher. Also that the Mom, Dad and son alien died in the crash. They were completely vaporized when their ship exploded. Though Stitcher jumped out right before that happened.

Now he was really ticked off, more so than sad. He barely knew those people, it turns out. They had just adopted him from the space pound and he thought the son was kind of a turd.

What he was angry about was being stuck on a backwater planet like Earth. Also, he was tired and hungry.

"You have a place near here where you can hook me up with some grub?"

Stitcher said he could pay. Then he removed a ruby-studded collar from around his neck. Instantly Lois was captivated. Because, you know, chicks love expensive jewelry.

So Lois agreed to help. Her place was right there, in fact. She lived alone, having inherited the oceanside bungalow from her dad, who died in a car crash a few years ago.

"But I loved my dad. So, it is unlike the situation with you and your family".

That is what she told Stitcher as she made him a sandwich. He went on about how he might be happy that his owners were dead, if that didn't involve him being stuck on a jerkwater like Earth.

Lois went to the closet and got a blanket. She told Stitcher he could spend the night on her living room couch. So he did, after removing his space suit.

Lois sat on the couch and flipped on her TV. What was on was that Real Housewives show. That's the kind of garbage TV women like. Stitcher sat next to her.

"You are very cute", she said as she gave him some pets. This is due to Stitcher being a chibi. Not because she was sexually attracted to him or anything.

Well, the next morning Lois is in for the shock of her life when she discovers that what happened the night before wasn't a psychedelic head trip, but real life.

The evidence was right in front of her. Which was an alien creature curled up asleep on her couch. She was about to go for her morning run and swim in the ocean when she noticed Stitcher, snoring. Right there on her couch.

"I was hoping it was a bad dream", the alien said, stretching his arms and yawning. "You wax down there?" he asked. Well, obviously the answer was yes, as he could see. Given that Lois was completely naked.

"I just got out of the shower when I heard snoring", the nude woman explained. She didn't feel self conscious, due to people usually not caring about being naked around pets.

Though she noticed Stitcher was staring at her, which did make her uncomfortable. So she put on a robe. It was a silky pink number that didn't conceal much.

Just then there was a knock at the door. It is a government agent named Snake Pliskinowitz. He's a Man in Black, investigating the alien sighting. Also, his superiors tracked the ship on radar.

"I'm from the national weather service. I'm looking for a downed weather balloon", he lied. Snake, a large African American man, left his card and asked Lois to call him if she saw something like a weather balloon. Or anything at all suspicious.

Snake lowered his Ray-Bans to get a better look at Lois, standing there in her doorway wearing the several-sizes-too-small pink robe.

"I'll do that", she replied as she accepted his card, then closed the door. Clearly this agent was looking for Stitcher. This is quite interesting, Lois thought, remembering her wish on the shooting star.

Though, perhaps, instead of a shooting star, what she saw was the alien spaceship exploding? She decided that seemed most likely.

Stitcher, curious about who was at the door, asked Lois who it was.

"A jackbooted government thug obviously looking for you", she replied. "I don't want trouble, so perhaps you should go".

Stitcher held up the ruby collar, which he hadn't given to Lois yet. He speculated it was worth a lot in her Earth currency. In fact, the value of it was quite significant.

Ethan interrupted his father. "But what will she do with it? She can't sell it, because she can't explain how she came by it".

Nathan considered what his son said. "I suppose you have a point, son". What would Lois do with a valuable piece of jewelry she couldn't sell? He was going to have her greedily accept the ruby collar, seeing only dollar signs. Though, she might be dumb and not realize it would be difficult to exchange for cash.

Nathan decided. "Lois takes the ruby collar and agrees to help Stitcher".

But he could see his son wasn't believing this turn of events.

"I'll accept this ruby collar and help you, provided I can fence it", Lois concluded. "My uncle might know a guy".

Stitcher looked disappointed, but agreed. Though he snapped the collar around his neck, then fluffed his fur over it, concealing its presence. "I'll hold on to it for now. It's no biggie to me, by the way. Rubies are plentiful in my universe and not that valuable. But I heard they are worth a lot here".

But Lois had other concerns. If Stitcher was stuck on Earth due to his ship exploding, did that mean he wanted to live with her permanently? Or for an extended period of time? How long did he think he could stay here? Because the government was obviously looking for his spaceship.

Stitcher decided to come clean. "My family's saucer wasn't vaporized. They landed for a picnic and that's when I murdered them. Though, Mr. Gleepglorp, right before he died, disabled the saucer. Otherwise I'd be outta here already".

Stitcher noticed a look of alarm on Lois's face. So he assured her she had nothing to worry about. He explained that the Gleepglorps were bad people. Anyway, the long and short of it was that Mr. Gleepglorp, realizing he was about to die -- and after seeing his wife and son brutally murdered by Stitcher, who, not to get too graphic, slashed their throats with his sharp claws -- smashed the flying saucer's power crystal.

So Stitcher, who insisted he could pilot the ship, was out of luck unless he could get a replacement power crystal. A power crystal replacement? Lois didn't know if she could help Stitcher with that. Or if she wanted to, given his shocking confession.

I'll skip ahead here a bit and say that Lois contacted her uncle who said he knew a guy who could fence the rubies for a 50 percent cut. And launder her cut for another 30 percent, leaving her with 20 percent. A man came, examined the collar and concluded it was worth 2 million dollars, though said the best he could do was four hundred thousand dollars, clean money.

As it turned out, Lois was an artist and had her own studio. So the man said a friend would commission her to create a unique piece of art. It could be something she already had. They went to her studio downtown and he pointed to an abstract painting. "I'll have someone pick it up and pay in cash". His cover is that he is a representative for a wealthy Saudi who saw Lois featured in a snooty art magazine and decided he had to have a Lois Ailana original.

Nathan took out his phone and checked a search engine. "That's a Hawaiian last name", he told his son. And Lois Ailana was in an art magazine recently as a Hawaiian artist. So everything checks out and it is all very plausible.

After that Lois and Stitcher buried the bodies and hid the spaceship. Lois noticed that the slaughtered alien family looked quite human. Except they had green skin and bug eyes. Stitcher, before they buried Mr. Gleepglorp, removed a set of keys from his pocket. Then he went to the spaceship, after rolling Gleepglorp into his grave and shoveling earth over his body, opened the trunk.

"Here are the raw materials for constructing a new power crystal", Stitcher commented. There were three burlap sacks, each one filled with a strange glowing powder. He explained that what he needed to do was mix them up and compress them under an incredible weight for a few weeks, and *presto* they would form a new power crystal.

"Here is the machine that can do the compressing", Stitcher explained, patting a strange machine that was also in the trunk. He opened a cap on top of the machine, poured in some crystals, closed the cap, and flipped a switch. A green light on the machine lit up and it started humming. Presumably the compression process was initiated.

"Is that it?" Lois asked.

"Well, like I said, it will take a few weeks, but yes. Gleepglorp didn't know I was aware he was a black market crystal smuggler. These powders are invaluable", Stitcher remarked, pointing to the glowing crystalline substance in the sacks. Then he closed the trunk. After that he and Lois covered the small saucer (about the size of a compact car) with bamboo stalks that Stitcher cut down using his sharp retractable claws. And also some palm fronds, concealing the ship.

Lois was sweaty and tired, but they continued working though the night under the stars. After they were finished, Lois stood back and examined their handiwork. "Lucky for you this is public land, held in trust by the Kamehameha Schools. I think it should stay hidden".

Stitcher held the keyring. Then extended it and clicked a button on a small black box. He explained that he activated the cloak, so that should help as well. But, without the power crystal, it is running on reserve power. "I don't know how long it will last, but not weeks".

Lois got her 400 thousand, wired into her account instead of cash. The bank looked into it and concluded (incorrectly) the transfer was totally on the up and up. Then she and Stitcher spent the next few weeks hanging out on the beach. Lois brought a large cooler Stitcher could crawl into if they saw anyone. That way they kept an eye on the hidden saucer.

One day, after Lois emerged from the surf and stuck her board in the sand, then laid out in the sun, Stitcher opened up to her. That's when the real truth came out. As it turns out, the Gleepglorps were not just picnicking on Earth. They had come for a reason. The reason was to snatch a human child.

"Oh, my!" Lois exclaimed. "For what reason?"

Stitcher said they wanted a human child for a pet. "They had one previously, but it got sick and died. That was before they adopted me. But I saw the pictures. I asked about them, and the son, Ollie, told me that was his old pet, Matt. It seems Matt fell ill with some alien flu and couldn't be saved. They took him to the vet, but it was no use. If you get the langour it's fatal 9 out of 10 times. For humans".

"Turns out I was a replacement pet. But Ollie decided I wasn't good enough. I found out when the picnic was over. Everyone piled into the saucer. When I tried to get in, Stan said, not you, Stitcher. You're staying here. We're off to pick up a replacement human youngling elsewhere on the island. Ollie doesn't want you anymore".

"That's when I lost it. I cried out to Ollie. He jumped out of the saucer and laughed. Then he wiggled his behind and did a dance as he continued laughing. That's when I flew a rage".

Stitcher has retractable claws, similar to Wolverine. Nathan decided that sounded cool. He ran right at Ollie and slashed at his abdomen, slicing him open and spilling his intestines. Ollie's mom, Gladys, screeched, as chicks do. Even alien ones. She ran to her son. But that was her error. Stitcher made mincemeat of her with another slash of a razor sharp claw.

For the record, he had never revealed he had these claws before. He kept them secret. Ordinarily chibi don't have such claws, but Stitcher, unknown to the Gleepglorps, was the subject of forbidden genetic experiments. Anyway, as was revealed previously, the dad was the last to go, but he removed the saucer power crystal from the dashboard first and smashed it. He didn't want Stitcher to take the saucer and escape Earth.

Stitcher sniffed. "So that's the whole ugly story. I lost my temper". Then he thought about it. "But I did save a human youngling from being taken as a pet". This, he decided, sounded like a good justification for what he did.

Lois decided she didn't care about the murdered alien family who had planned to take a human child as a pet. If what Stitcher told her was true, and she believed it was. Stitcher opened up to her and what he said seemed genuine to her.

Just then Lois notices a man walking along the beach. He really stands out, due to being quite tall and muscular. Also because he is wearing a black suit instead of beach attire. Stitcher crawled into the cooler to hide as the man drew near. Lois recognized him as Snake Pliskinowitz, the man who said he was looking for a weather balloon, but was surely a government agent. One of those men in black, like in the movie with Will Smith. This was like 20 years before you were born. So, well before he slapped Chris Rock.

Snake drew near. He loomed over Lois, stretched out on her towel and wearing her sexy red bikini. He stood there and said nothing. He just stared at her.

"Did you find the weather balloon?" Lois asked, smiling while Stitcher hid in the cooler.

"No, I did not", Snake replied. Then he fell silent again, not elaborating or making any small talk.

Lois was growing uncomfortable, but decided to remain calm. What did this government man want?

"You have any cool drinks in there?" Snake asked, wiping sweat from his brow. "It is so hot today".

"In my cooler? No, sorry, I just cracked open the last one". Lois held up a brightly colored soda can.

Snake eyed the can. "Can I have a drink?"

Snake took the can and drank the contents in one gulp. "This is warm".

Lois said the ice in her cooler melted. That explained the warm soda. When the real explanation is that there had never been any ice, of course.

"I heard that someone saw something up the beach. I'm here to investigate", Snake remarked as he handed the empty can to Lois. "A citizen I interviewed said they saw flashing lights about 2 weeks back in this area. They assumed it was a falling star".

Now Lois was starting to panic. Would Snake find the hidden alien saucer?

"This same person said they noticed you spending much more time on the beach. Much more time than normal".

Lois explained that she was doing a lot of surfing to enter a competition. But Snake looked suspicious. He nodded and walked away, heading up the beach in the direction of the concealed saucer.

Ethan looked concerned. "Is the jig up, dad?"

"It looks like it, son", Nathan replied. Which is the same thing Stitcher concluded. So he silently removed the lid of the cooler and, after looking around and seeing nobody else on the beach, ran up behind the government agent, leaping on his back, and then using his claws to slash his throat. Snake Pliskinowitz, gurgling as blood gushed from his open carotid artery, fell to his knees. He quickly bled out and, his eyelids fluttering, died.

Lois, being a chick, started freaking out. She cried and fretted, concerned about going to prison as an accessory to homicide. Or worse, government agents would, when they captured Stitcher, spirit her away to some black site for interrogation and then imprisonment. But Stitcher persuaded her to calm down. He said that what is done is done.

Then he suggested that Lois accompany him. He knew of a planet in Alpha Centauri B that was almost exactly like earth. Except it was a total paradise. The Gleepglorps traveled to Earth instead because it was free to picnic on Earth and they were total cheapskates. Why they decided to snatch a human child for a pet themselves, instead of buying one on the black market.

However, Stitcher explained, after he sold the crystals they could live like kings on Canis Planeta, which was the name of the planet that was very much like Hawaii. Though the inhabitants intensely disliked insectoids, which the Gleepglorps were. Their kind was banned from the planet.

Lois worried, concerned about leaving her entire life behind. But it seemed she had little choice. Stitcher agreed there was enough time for her to return home and gather a few prized possessions. Though, knowing how chicks overpack, he reminded her there was not much room in the saucer. One suitcase only, he said. Lois reluctantly agreed. She couldn't believe she was leaving Earth, possibly forever. But she had wished for her life to be more interesting, and this definitely fit the bill.

"It is getting late son, so perhaps I should wrap this up", Nathan interjected. Seeing as how engrossed Ethan was, he suggested they continue the story on another night.

"At least let me know if Lois and Stitcher leave Earth together", Ethan begged.

Nathan agreed this sounded reasonable. So he confirmed that they did. Continuing on he summed up their departure. There is a wormhole on the far side of the sun. Curious about the state of things on the dark side of the Sun, they set down and looked around. But I can tell you about that next time. After exploring the Sun for some time, they proceeded on to the wormhole.

Naturally, Ethan was doubting that a spaceship could land on the Sun. "You would think that would be impossible", Nathan said agreeing. But, he claimed, that would be an incorrect assumption. Though this was a teaser. Ethan would have to wait until later to find out about the interesting things Lois and Stitcher discovered while sightseeing on the much cooler and darker side of the Sun.

Ethan indicated that he didn't think there was a dark side of the Sun. But Nathan, intrigued by the idea, told his son he would have to wait, because the story would be epic. Anyway, to sum up some more, after that Lois and Stitcher sold the energy crystals which netted them a boatload of Space credits, which is an interplanetary currency. Then they settled down on the dog planet.

Over the next few months together Lois and Stitcher became friends. This was while relaxing on the sun-drenched beaches, sipping exotic alcoholic beverages, and surfing. It turned out that the waves on this planet were mythic. Lois purchased a high end surf board and spent many hours getting accustomed to the waves on her new planet of residence.

She also purchased an even more revealing string bikini, which she wore most of the time. She also did some nude sunbathing. As it turned out, the Alpha Centauri sun emitted no ultraviolet radiation, so there was zero risk of skin cancer. Nathan wasn't sure that was correct, so he added, "But all disease has been cured by the canid aliens, so, if she did catch cancer, she could take a pill and it would vanish instantly".

As the weeks and months passed Lois felt herself having romantic feeling for the cute alien. Maybe they would hook up and get it on? This is despite me saying earlier Lois was not sexually attracted to Stitcher. He was definitely cute and Lois was thinking she might reconsider her prior conclusion that Stitcher was only worthy of affection in the role of a pet. Or a cute companion.

At this point Ethan felt the need to object. "Wait a minute, dad. That doesn't sound appropriate".

"Very well, son. I'll let this be your call. Lois and Stitcher will not become romantically involved. Obviously, like the Gleepglorps, you see Stitcher as a pet and want him treated as such. As opposed to an equal. You're endorsing the discrimination Stitcher suffered that forced him to resort to murder".

With that Nathan decided to call it a night, telling his son he would conclude the tale with the next bedtime story. Ethan complained, but agreed. It seemed he was really looking forward to the next installment. Nathan departed his son's bedroom, quite satisfied with himself. He and his son were connecting, which bolstered his spirits. He was on his way, he decided, to becoming the favorite parent. He just needed to put in the effort. As opposed to showering his son with gifts. Though that was something he would be willing to consider, if necessary.



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