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There Goes The Gloom

Tags: MC, MF, MD, GR, HU

Synopsis: A powerful being shows up at a wedding and is horrified at what he sees.

Note: ‘My Erotic Fiction’, which means a.) you cannot use or repost it without my permission. B.) It may be illegal or immoral for you to read. If so, don’t. C.) None of it is real.

Note 2: This is a modified version of my submission to the June 2013 MCForums Arena contest- ‘Grand Theft Groom’, which I did not win. :( (Although that might be because it did not have a lot of actual sex in it.)

There Goes The Gloom

By Paladin

And with a sudden burst of energy, Kdffhu was once again sharing a plane of existence with those quirky ‘humans’.

As he looked around (figuratively, he actually stayed perfectly still to avoid unwanted attention) he noticed he seemed to be at one of those delightfully odd human festivals called a ‘welding’... or something like that. Something about joining two people anyway.

Continuing his investigation, be began to curse out Zzylphador—the hslbtlr’d trummaolip made him a statue! Not a majestic Greek statue or even a well-cast memorial to a fallen general, mind you, but one of those little damn things humans stick at the apex of the ceremonial confection—a whaddya call it... a ‘cake topper’!

Ok... take a deep breath. What is going on here, and how can the greatness that is Kdffhu make everyone’s day a little brighter? Or, at least a little more surreal. Hmmm... lots of people to scan, and several have imbibed on fermented juices of various types, which always gives Kdffhu a bit of a headache to read.

As he was scanning the assembled hordes, the music swirled and several people began to march down the middle of the room. On his native plane of existence, several women dressed thusly walking like that would most likely be marching to the ceremonial volcano to end their lives in humiliation over their horrendous outfits, but as he did not see a handy volcano, he cast his sensors to determine an alternative hypothesis.

Jumpin’ Jehosaphat! That woman in all that white frippery was planning to enslave that mortal in the penguin costume in some sort of institution! She planned on making him ‘something something obey something something until death do they part! He scanned the penguin and saw that she had somehow convinced him that this was a good idea! How on shaltfnts can it be a good idea for a male to restrict his sacred fertilization duties to just one female—especially in a species as infertile as this one? I mean, come on! Two feeding glands, 9 month gestation, typical litter of only one or two with occassional bursts of up to a mere five or six, and a breeding period of only about fifty years?

Something had to be done! Yes, yes, the Prime Directive and all that, but really—that was just a suggestion, like taking a side trip to see the great human achievements like Chernobyl, Boston’s ‘Big Dig’, and the Mobro 4000 trash barge. But what to do? He considered correcting her flawed attitude, but when he scanned the other female units, he was astonished to discover they all felt the same way!

Great Llpknsd’s ghost! Now what? The woman was approaching the end of the aisle and dude in some sort of dress was waiting for them. Penguin guy—apparently he was called the ‘gloom’—and Kdffhu could see why—was starting to move towards the rendezvous point. Think, damn it, think! Kdffhu hit his literal head with a figurative thinking stick. Aha! He had it!

Freezing time for a moment... which, when he thought of it, was a pretty stupid thing to think. I mean, if you freeze time, terms like ‘moment’ have no meaning, do they? This sounded like a great area for a research paper and Kdffhu started to compose the premise in his steel-trap mind. On another level, he set to work.

Now... this guy over here. He was older and his reproductive period was at an end, his previous mate had stopped functioning, and he had some sort of attachment to the white clad woman. Kdffhu led him from his seat to the place the gloom was aiming for. He guided the gloom to a back room where he could leave him in stasis for a few ticks and no one would notice him. Just to be sure, he put a flowered tablecloth over his head. So adorable!

Let’s see, let’s see... who was paying enough attention to notice the changes? Here... here... oh, yes, certainly over here... and don’t forget the officiant—who looked absolutely darling in his fancy gown... Here a tweak, there a tweak, everywhere a tweak tweak... Done! He took a moment to pat himself on his back, and another moment to work his arm back into the right shape.

He rewound time a bit to cover any small glitches and went to retrieve the gloom. Scanning his mind revealed a hodge-podge of conflicting images and desires. Here was his biological drive to spread his progeny far and wide, but over here was a bunch of red tape that seemed to be blocking his natural and Lkpok-given right to knock up as many broads as he could get his mitts on.

Sorting through his mind, he found exactly the right imagery, and suddenly the hapless gloom found himself on a large tropical island, complete with a cluster of primitive huts outfitted with barely the basics—like satellite big-screen TV, beer on tap, and hot tubs. Next, he built on a recurrent theme he found in many human brains—a story about paradise with some guy named Adam and a chick named Eve. Kdffhu figured there was some sort of typo in the story—paradise with only one woman? Ridiculous! Some versions of the story seem to include a woman named Mary Ann and something called a Ginger—possibly a spice or coloration. And the gloom looked a bit professorial.

Now he needed additional players to make this work. He cast he glorious mind around the world looking for just the right... Ah! Here we go!

The by now very confused gloom was on a beautiful island, drinking ice-cold beer, trying to figure out what was going on and why he was wearing a giant leaf for underwear. Suddenly, there was a popping noise and a woman appeared! A gorgeous young brunette also wearing nothing but leaves was looking around, confused, until she saw him. Her eyes lit up, her nipples popped up, and she shyly introduced her self. “Hi! I’m Eve Longdon!” The gloom replied “I—I’m Adam. Adam Firstly.” The two felt drawn together, and were hugging in a way that was making his leaf stand at attention when there was another pop!

The newly arrived and be-leaved blonde stepped over. “Hello, my name is Eve Downs. What is going on here?” Another pop... and another... and another...

Kdffhu was pleased. He had found thirty different young women of mating age, similar in overall structure to the images in ‘Ted’s’ mind, all named Eve or some variation of that (including a woman who only played in a commercial for some sort of irrational product named something like Hot Season’s Eve) that were not deeply involved with anyone else. It was not even a minor strain on him to correct their wrong human thinking about such absurd concepts as monogamy, or jealousy, or wearing clothes in nice weather, or piling needless pillows on sleeping platforms. Of course, re-establishing the women to their proper role vis-a-vis relationships with men barely used any power at all.

It was not long before Adam was involved in a mating orgy with more than two dozen women actively trying to mate with him. He was in real danger of suffocation before he caught his wind enough to order them back and had them stand at attention for a proper inspection. He nodded to ‘First Eve’, ‘First Blonde Eve’, and ‘Tits Eve’ and had them follow him back to the largest hut and told the rest of the crew to get the cooking and cleaning done.

After a deeply satisfying round of sex with First Eve, Adam lay on his back exhausted and somewhat mind-blown. First Eve leaned over and quietly asked “First time, lover?” Adam could barely nod. The three collected Eves giggled a bit at his naivety and lack of experience but they figured they could whip him into shape soon enough. He was young and should recover quickly.

Kdffhu peeked into the hut. “This won’t do at all!” He pronounced. He turned up the arousal on all the girls as well as making their hoo-haws more sensitive and responsive. Then he turned to Adam and granted him a fuck stick truly worthy of a man, whether a true sentient like Kdffhu himself, or even a mere human. Adam looked at his newly majestic pole and the attendant testes and just gazed in awe. Surely the theme from 2001 playing was all in his imagination—although the women would have sworn they heard it too.

First Eve was about to climb on board, with ‘climb’ being the operative word, when First Blonde Eve pushed her aside and claimed dibs. At first, she could not even get the tip of his Cock of Cocks into her sopping pussy, then it was if her nether yaya opened and began to swallow the huge plum. She slid slowly down for another foot or so with pleasure threatening to short circuit her brain. The other two girls were holding her up and supporting her physically and verbally as she screamed gibberish and drooled as she began to jackhammer herself on him. When he came, it was if a really tall and thin volcano erupted with a milky white lava into... into... into a gigantic but really wet pussy-like thing.

First Blonde Eve moaned and rolled off him, spasming every so often between soft moans. Tits Eve took her place and varied her performance only in that she shoved her DD’s into Adam’s face as she rocked on him. She lasted a little longer, and he came in her twice as she experienced four climaxes... or full-blown seizures. First Eve helped her off and bent over, figuring that she would just pass out onto the bed this way, and indeed she did after a few minutes of a fucking so deep she swore she could suck on the head of his cock in her mouth.

* * *

Kdffhu looked at all he had wrought and declared it good. Now, back to the cake topper...

“And so I declare you Man and Wife. You may kiss the bride!” He had arrived just in time!

The white-garbed woman turned to look up at her handsome new husband, and saw him as if for the first time.

“Daddy????”