Lust In Translation, ( Or Man-About-Town And The Slime God ) .


In the CAW 24 yarn, Pars001 asked :

'' also can it let a sci fi mystery or alien Romance language theme ? after all I am strange ''

My reaction was :

'' How about treaty negotiations between the < insert name here > alien airstream and the humans. The terminal treaty has to be consummated by sex between an alien and a human. For additional full point, tell it from both human and stranger points of view.

BTW : This is not an entirely original idea. ``

I had to try this one.



The president stared at the webpage, its oversaturated blue colour hurt his oculus, but it was the video which was just confusing and made his headache. How did they do that ? He looked at his briefing papers for book of facts, the diagram of the foreign female person. If he squinted, you might mistake them for normal multitude, in a dark bowling alley, during a power outage. Everything was just in the haywire situation, and he really did n't want to call up of the function of that orifice, just next to their reproductive orifice.

He turned to his chief scientific discipline advisor. `` Are you totally sure this is how they do it ? ``

'' The linguists are positive mr chairwoman. They studied the trunk language in instant item, it was said as if it were the most pattern action. They 'll be mightily offended if we do n't do it their way. ``

'' He really said, 'its consummated with a ass on hold up TV, your president and our President of the United States'? ``

'' That 's exactly what he said mr chairwoman. ``

'' And we 've confirmed that that 's what he meant ? ``

'' We asked nigh politely for clearing, and that is what he meant. He seemed perturbed by the inquiry. We do n't want to counteract the negotiation, so we just moved politely onto the logistics of the act. ``

'' This is n't going to obliterate me or maybe bad, kill her ? ``

'' All the data point shows we are extremely compatible. We evolved from he same basic amino group Elvis as they did, our nutrient are compatible. We would even classify them as mammalian if we did n't do it they 're alien. They give nascency to live unseasoned, and they suckle them, they even have vestigial dead body fuzz. Our mensuration indicate that our sex organs are of compatible size. ``

The president flinched at the acknowledgment of sex harmonium, it was his egg on the line here. Rather too literally for his liking.

'' So how is this going to go down ? ``

'' Page five of the briefing theme has the outline of the consequence. You will embark from opponent slope of the microscope stage, you will be naked to startle with. You will receive on the bed at center stage, and there you will perform the copulation. ``

'' How the Inferno am I supposed to fuck an extraterrestrial being, her places are not in the right hand places. ``

'' The briefing written document pages 20 through 30 cover hint on how to move. Our anthropologists have been studying their ritual and impost. There is a expectant measure of source cloth for that, their pornography industry is surprisingly set ahead. We can see several ways in which you might be able to twin with their president. We have suggestions for foreplay, the anthropologists are suggesting it is still customary for their Male to contract the lead in intercourse. However, do n't be surprised if she gives you direction instead. I 'm for certain you can handle it, sir. ``

The president was now questioning why he got into government in the first-class honours degree topographic point. He could have been a simple farmer just like his father. He carried on studying the briefing paper.



down on the planet, President Rowena Colin luther Powell was having similar intellection. She looked at the orange tree tinted binding of her most value self-command. `` man-about-town and the gook God '' it proclaimed, even above the figure, `` dumbfound '', of the magazine. Her uncle Isaac had bought it for her when she was ten, it was already an antique then. It had sparked a Edward Young girls stake in science and it had put her on the path which after a couple of strange turns brought here here. To be fucked by an alien.

She wanted to hump there was no misunderstanding, like the hapless Botax ( the alien admirer in the title history ) had had. She called that being the muck god.

'' We 're totally 100 % positive that this is their custom, they 're not the slime god here ? ``

'' They told us about it in the sixth form. They were very definite about how this was to find, madam president '' The alien spoken language had multiple contour, each anatomy was used in a different way to communicate tincture of meaning. The sixth form was ultra polite, it also conveyed the message, 'if you do n't fit, we 'll nuke you', so no mistaking their intent.

The language forms the aliens used also made it almost out of the question to put a name to them, they themselves called themselves various things including `` Baorn '', `` Oeblae '' and `` Rohazee ''. Baorn was one-sixth cast, Rohazee was tierce, much less conventional. If you used the wrong one in the wrong circumstances you could start a war, or big. about of the clip they were referred to `` our friend from space '', or just `` friends ''. There were a lot of less polite words for them in common currentness as well.

'' So how does their chassis oeuvre again ? ``

'' They 're in conversion from quadrupedal to bipedal, not unlike a gorilla. The mind analog is not fully articulated, more of a hump. There are several eyes and a mouth. The mouth is only used for feeding, not for external respiration. Respiration and speech communication uses the posterior orifice. ``

'' You mean they talk through their but ? ``

'' Exactly. ``

'' They must be good politicians. ``

The science advisor suppressed a chuckle, but continued. `` The mouth also doubles as the sex organs though. The tongue is also a penis. ``

'' The male fucks by going down on the female person ? Sounds safe to me. '' Said the president with a giggle.

'' Actually madam president, the female 's sexual variety meat are also in her rima oris. coition is more like french snuggling. There is some reference to oral exam sex, that might be more than what you were referring to madam chairman. Though given the difference in the berth of their mouth and the homo vagina, it might search dissimilar. ``

'' Like he 's kissing her butt ? ``

'' Precisely dame president. ``



Rowena walked hesitantly onto the stage, she felt naked. She was defenseless, but it felt unsound than that. Across the point was the extraterrestrial chairperson, he did see like a headless kyphosis gorilla from this angle. Getting closelipped she could see that he was hairless, his pelt was dark and looked more like a granulate leather jacket. That was more or less as expected, their sun flooded their planet with much more UV light than earth, a tougher skin was necessary for survival.

Even closer she could see the eyes around the centripetal hump. On their satellite, they were much more heavily shielded against sunlight, with multiple eyelids. To the outlander, even a well lit TV studio was dark, so all the eyes were fully receptive, several of them were staring at her.

Finally they were within touching aloofness, the alien spoke, to Rowena, it sounded like a wind. The transformation was relayed to her ear bug, `` I 'm very pleased to meet you madam President of the United States. ``

Rowena started her get up speech, `` I 'm pleased, … '' but did n't get to polish off. The extraterrestrial reached around and hugged her, and kissed her. The hug felt like the alien was wearing an exquisitely soft leather jacket, leather was n't Rowena 's fetish, but at this rate she thought she might change her mind. The hug was very sensual. She reached around and hugged back, she could find the light finish of hair she expected to find.

The buss was also quite a turn on, the alien 's tongue slipped into her mouth. Of line, it was also his penis and it was tumid, she tried to french him, but she found herself giving him a blowjob. Meanwhile the stranger 's other tongues, there were three pocket-sized tongues arrayed around the briny tongue, they also joined in. It was really erotic for Rowena.

The alien reached for her breast, she found herself getting the most sultry massage. It felt like hired man clad in the softest calfskin glove. The extraterrestrial maneuvered her to sit on the bed, then moved his mouthpiece down to her breast. The prehensile tongue/penis again performed a most sensual massage of her breasts. She lay back on the bed and moaned softly.

Rowena was barely subject of rational opinion at that moment, but one thought she had was that these stranger had a future tense tending to earth fair sex like this. She 'd be tempted to bless up for this again. The alien kissed down her stomach, arriving at her cunt. The extraterrestrial 's clapper probed, he was good at this, a natural Rowena though. She sighed and moaned some more, louder this time.

She felt the alien 's tongue/penis pushing at her entranceway. Simultaneously, the three humble tongues licked at her clit and pussy rim. The effect was too a great deal for Rowena, she came, her moan became screams and she trashed around on the bed. The extraterrestrial being raised his buttocks high, and trumpeted a triumphant bellow, it still sounding like a very meretricious breaking wind. Then he came inside her.



At the very recently and rapidly constituted bureau of alien affairs, Mark Watson was a computational linguist. He was portion of the squad which had built the translator the dialogue had relied on. He was troubled.

As he was discussing his concerns with is party boss, the TV was playing the coupling of the President of the United States in the background. It was being broadcast around the cosmos. `` So you know about the various forms of our Friend'language. ``

'' Uh huh. ``

'' I was looking over the transformation map, I noticed the third and 5th mannikin cluster very closely in the production infinite. That would means tidings in the third base and fifth course can be easily confused. This is a phenomena our acquaintance have noticed themselves. They call them 'third form jokes'. Something like our punning, but to a greater extent subtle. The third base form tends to verbalise cruder concepts, so if you change a fifth form password to a third form Word in a sentence you can end up with a dirty joke pun. ``

'' That could score life sentence difficult, can we vary the topographic anatomy of the map to increase the separation of the variant ? ``

'' That was what I was thinking we want to do, but I was examining the outturn and I think we 've been translating 'handshake'as 'fuck'by fault. '' They both looked over to the action on the screen .
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