by Keith Trimm
“Can I get some Tylenol or something?
“Do you see a pharmacy?” the alien replied, almost with a snicker.
“After a thousand years of anal probing, you would think you’d stop at a Walgreens and pick up some Tylenol. What a bunch of stupid mother fuckers.”
“I am tired of your mouth, you need to shut up and cooperate if you ever want to leave here.”
“And you need to stop abducting humans and shoving anal probes up their asses. I’m not some cow you can steal and experiment as you please.”
“I beg to differ, you are as much of a cow to us as a cow is a cow to you.”
“That sounded about as stupid as I expected.” Dennis hopped off the table and stood up. His asshole hurt like hell and it was hard to walk. “Fuck that hurts.”
“The pain will go away,”
“No shit, I want it to go away now.”
“I would suggest laying down for a while once you get back to your cell. You don’t want to exacerbate the area and make it worse. You should be able to walk pain free in about twenty four hours.”
“Really? Thanks doc,” Dennis replied sardonically and took a swing at the alien. To his surprise, the alien didn’t bother to move and his punch landed like hitting a chocolate covered marshmallow. The aliens head caved in and left a creamy residue on Dennis’s hand and arm that was warm and mushy. The alien fell to the floor and bled some sort of goo in a puddle around the gaping wound. “What the hell?” Dennis said to himself.
The other aliens saw what happened and ran in fear. It was like they realized he knew their secret and better get the hell away before they got their jelly donut heads smashed in.
Chapter 7
Porn Star School
(Seven years earlier)
Cassidy sat in the third row of the classroom, two seats from the door surrounded by twenty four other female students all dressed in the same school uniform. A black lace bra and bikini panty set with a pair of dark thigh high stockings and six inch hooker heels, black. It was week three and today’s lesson was on the lesbian porn shoot. At the front of the classroom, sitting behind her desk was a forty something ex porn star and current producer keying up the video for later in the day.
It was hard to make friends in this atmosphere surrounded by girls all wanting the exact same things she wanted. To be the biggest name in porn, with all the success and money it brings. And the jealousy that filled the room was like swimming in pudding, everyone it seemed wanted what the others had.
“Alright girls, let’s begin todays lesson.” the teacher said standing next to a white board. Her name was Pink Sunshine, at least that’s what she’s has been going by for the last twenty odd years. “Today is about the lesbian shoot. In the world of porn, the lesbian shoot is a staple and one of the most in demand shoots you will do. The key to the shoot is doing it right so you don’t look like you’re faking it. This is all acting you know, most of you girls don’t like what you’re doing as much as the money the boys will pay to see you do it.”
A girl in the back row raised her hand. “I like girls,” she said with a smile.
“‘I’m sure there are a few of you out there who actually like girls, I’m not saying all of you won’t, but for the majority, you have to sell the act like you mean it. Now, in my past doing lesbian shoots, I have come across a few truths that you should remember. One, always be aggressive. Having no man means that someone has to take charge and get the ball rolling. If you both go at each other, it makes it very exciting for the men who watch. Two, no matter how bad the other girl is doing, or how bad she tastes, pretend like she’s the best fuck you ever had and tastes like chocolate. Or whatever you like to eat.”
“What if she tastes like rotten pussy?” a voice asked without raising her hand.
“It depends on your producer, you might be able to take a break while she washes it out, but these shoots can be very expensive and taking time to run to the bathroom or take a shower can be costly. I would say, suck it up and eat her anyway. Put a smile on your face and you will have a better chance of getting hired again for another shoot. If you are branded a whiner, you might complain yourself right out of any future jobs.”
“What if it’s a STD?”
“You have to have your certificate, the chances of a STD is very low. You’re probably looking at a yeast infection.”
“How can you tell if it’s a yeast infection?”
“You’ve never had a yeast infection before?”
“Maybe, I just don’t know.”
Frustrated, Pink Sunshine replied, “It’s a creamy white discharge. If she’s scratching down there a lot, it’s also a good indication.”
“What’s the cure?”
“Are you shitting me? How old are you? Monistat cream for a week, now let’s get back on topic here.”
“I think I might have a yeast infection now,” the girl spoke up. “Would you take a look?”
“No, I’m not a doctor, if you have something going on down there, you need to get seen before you can continue with this class.”
“It might be something else, I was banging myself with a cucumber from last week’s lesson and I think part of it might have broken off inside me.”
“Either way, you need an exam, why don’t you head down to the free clinic right now and get that looked at.”
“But I don’t want to miss any of the class, lesbian sex is my favorite kind of porn.”
At the end of her rope, Pink Sunshine replied, “Fine, wait till after class and get seen, I want a doctor’s note saying your clean before you come back next time, or at least no lab. You can sit in on the lecture until you’re clean.”
“But isn’t lab required for this class? I can’t graduate without it.”
“We’ll make it up if that’s the case, now pay attention, I want to do a demonstration. I need a volunteer from the class.” No one raised their hand. “Anyone, come on.” Still no one raised their hand. “Ok, you,” she said pointing at Cassidy Rayne. Classes had only started three weeks prior and she had only taken on the name Cassidy Rayne on the first day. It was their ice breaker where every girl got to come up with what they thought was the perfect porn name. She didn’t have any reason for picking the name other than it sounded cool when it popped into her head.
Cassidy stood up and walked to the front of the classroom dressed in her sexy school uniform. At eighteen she was one of the best looking girls in the room and most of her classmates hated her for it.
“And you,” the teacher said pointing at a larger girl in the back row.
Cassidy looked in horror as the two hundred seventy pound girl clip clopped in her heels towards the front of the classroom. “No, you have to pick another,” she said waving her finger in the air.
“What’s the problem?” the teacher asked. Big women is a niche market in porn, you’ll be with them more that you think.”
“It’s not that,” Cassidy said as the large girl stopped and stood beside her. “She’s my best friend and roommate, I’ve known her since I was six. We came out here together to go to school.”
“Then this should be easy for you,” the teacher replied.
“No, there is no way I’m having sex with her, it would be like having sex with my sister.”
“You don’t understand young lady, the purpose of this exercise is to get you used to having sex with women and making it look like it’s all you want to do. This actually is a better exercise because you know her and you have to really use your acting skills to make it so the audience doesn’t realize you do know her.”
“You want me to pretend I don’t know her?”
“Exactly.”
“You want to ask her about this first?”
“I’m cool with it,” the larger girl said. “I have no hang-ups.”
“Very good, um, what is your name again?” the teacher asked.
“Acid Rayne,” she replied.
“What?, you stole the last name from me,”
Cassidy replied upset.
“I know, I like the sound of it,” Acid stated smugly.
“You can’t steal my ideas, that’s bullshit. Last week you were Moon child or some stupid bullshit like that.”
“Yep, and today I’m Acid Rayne.”
The two girls stood at the front of the classroom to the entertainment of the rest of the class as they argued over who had the right to use the last name Rayne. Nobody gave a shit but them, but it was fun to watch them fight over it.
“Now girls, I’m going to set up your scene and I want you to play it out for the class.”
Grudgingly, Cassidy shut her mouth and gave a gesture that she would give it a try.
“In this scene, Cassidy comes home from work and finds Acid sleeping in her bed.”
“Why would some random woman be sleeping in my bed? I think I’d call the cops or get a bat before I’d have sex with her.”
“You didn’t let me finish,” the teacher replied. “Acid is the sister of your boyfriend and she has come over to try to break you up from dating her brother.”
“I don’t get it,” Cassidy stated flat.
“You don’t have to get it, after the first sixth seconds I expect you to be sucking on Acid’s tits. Nobody expects a decent story in porn, they just need enough of a premise to get to the fucking and sucking part.”
“Where are my lines?” Cassidy asked frustrated.
“There are no lines, we improvise everything. You get the general set up and go from there.”
“But what if I screw up? How do you put the scene together if there isn’t consistent dialogue?”
“Then you do it over until you get it right. Digital is cheap and you only have to get past a minute. Now, are you ready?”
Both girls nodded and the teacher leaned back on her desk. “Ready, action,” she called and both girls stood there like statues.
“What do I say?” Cassidy asked.
“Try asking her what’s she’s doing on your bed.” the teacher replied.
“There is no bed.”
Cassidy shuffled back and forth and asked,” What are you doing on my bed?”
Acid replied, “I was looking for some sugar and fell asleep.”
“Now that sounds fucking dumb,” Cassidy said looking back at the teacher. “Who does that?”
“I don’t care who does that, it’s obvious she’s lying to you to get close to you. Just pretend to buy into it and go, now continue.”
“I’m out of sugar,” Cassidy said looking at the floor.
“While I’m here, could I ask you a favor?” Acid asked coyly.
“Sure, what is it?”
“I have a kink in my back and was wondering if you would rub it for me?”
Thinking how stupid this was Cassidy fought off saying what was on her mind and instead replied, “Where does it hurt?”
Acid pointed to her breasts and smiled, motioning Cassidy to come closer.
“What did you do to them? Lift a bus?” Cassidy asked trying to evoke some laughter from the audience. No one laughed.
Acid pulled down the straps of her bra and let her massive breasts fall out of the cups exposing her huge nipples. “Come over and play,” she said with a grin.
Cassidy, feeling stupid, decided it was better to play along that make a fool of herself so she stepped in close and grabbed both breasts and began to squeeze.
“You do this a lot?” Acid asked.
“No, I like dick,” she replied.
“Like my brother’s dick?”
“Yeah, like your brothers dick, I like it when he shoves it inside me,”
“Has he ever gone down on you?”
“Sure.”
“I taught him how to do that. He didn’t know how to pleasure a woman till I taught him.”
“And how did you do that?” Cassidy asked almost dreading the answer.
“I let him eat me out and gave him directions,” Acid replied.
“You let your own brother eat you out? That’s fucked up,” Cassidy said to the dismay of the teacher. She could tell that the scene was going poorly and needed to get back on track as soon as possible. “Actually, that sounds like fun. When I get back home I’m gonna get my brother to eat me out,” Cassidy said unconvincingly.
“In the meantime, why don’t you explore my pussy?” Acid asked pushing Cassidy down by the shoulders.
“Sure,” Cassidy replied and bend down on her knees. Acid had a belly that hung over her panties which made it difficult to gain access to her pussy. Cassidy tried pushing the fat up and over but it kept falling back down in place. “Can you lie down?” Cassidy asked, and then realized they were standing on a cold vinyl floor.
“Wait a second while I get a mat to lay on,” the teacher said and she disappeared into the next room.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Cassidy said out loud. “Last night I saw you come out of the shower and never thought for a second I would be going down on that. I don’t think I can do this. I mean, I’m not a lesbian and you’re my best friend.”
“That’s why this should be easy, you know me. Don’t think of it as sex, think of it as playing a part. Like when we used to play dress up as kids.”
Cassidy grumbled a bit as she watched the teacher lay the mat out on the floor. “Is that thing warm?”
“It’s not cold, stop being a pussy and get on with the scene,” the teacher snapped getting more and more tired of Cassidy and her attitude.
“Let’s get on the floor,” Acid said trying to get back into character.
Together, both girls lowered themselves onto the mat and Acid lay on her back. She raised her hips allowing Cassidy to pull off her panties, exposing her luscious large shaved pussy. Her clit was aroused and sticking out like a little penis ready to get sucked.
Cassidy got into position and pushed her face into Acid’s spread legs and began to lick like a dog in heat pushing her belly out of the way. She pushed and pulled and moved back and forth like she was digging for gold all along giving Acid the best time of her day. The girls from the seats stood to get a good look as both girls rocked back and forth and Acid moaned in rhythmic pleasure.
“I don’t think she’s acting,” one of the girls said aloud over the moans.”
“I’m not,” Acid said with a smile on her face. “This is fucking heaven.”
Chapter 8
Clean up in Aisle 4
(Two years later)
Pushing her shopping cart down the soup and crackers aisle, Cassidy spied a familiar face attached to a body she almost didn’t recognize. The person she saw was a much larger version of Acid Rayne dumping cans of cooking oil into a shopping cart. For a moment, she thought of turning around until Acid turned her head and caught a good look at Cassidy who was now staring at the ground in an attempt to avoid eye contact with her former best friend and roommate.
“Hey Cassidy!” Acid yelled pausing for a moment from filling her cart. “What are you doing here?”
Cassidy put on a fake smile and replied, “Getting groceries, just like you.”
“It’s been a long time, what have you been up to?”
Cassidy had no desire to engage this woman in a long drawn out conversation. They had a falling out after porn school and never really kept in touch. “Oh, the usual, work.”
“What kind of work are you getting these days?” Acid asked with a jealous tinge in her voice.
“All kinds, I’ve been pretty busy since graduation. “
“Any new DVD’s?”
“Yeah, just put out three in the last month.”
An awkward silence. “What sort of material are you shooting?”
“I did Sorority lesbo three, Midgets on Blondes and D list gang bang six.”
“Really?” Acid replied with a droll in her voice. “And how’s the money?”
“Can’t complain, getting over a thousand a shoot now.”
Acid brimmed with envy and her face took a turn for the worse looking
like a dried up prune. “Are you auditioning anymore or do they just call you up?” she asked with a fake smile.
“Oh, a little of both, I just auditioned for a part in Slutty Whores twenty five as the slave girl.”
“When did you do that?”
“Yesterday,” Cassidy replied.
“What the fuck? I called about that and they said they filled that spot a week ago. Those lying mother fuckers.”
“I don’t know anything about that, but I did get the impression that if I don’t get that spot they will use me somewhere.”
“How do you know?”
“The producer told me after he fucked me in his office.”
“Oh I get it,” Acid said with a laugh. “You have to fuck the producers to get jobs, which must really suck.”
“No, not really, he paid me five hundred dollars.”
“Five hundred dollars? To fuck you? How do you rate?” Acid snapped back in pure jealousy and hate.
“That’s what I asked for and he paid me in cash, up front.”
“Now I’m fucking pissed!”
Cassidy paused for a long moment and waited for Acid to calm down. “What are you doing these days?” she asked trying to change the subject.
“I work at the Sub shop in this fucking mall. I haven’t had a porn job since fat girls one twenty two.”
“Why? What happened?”
“What do you mean what happened?”
“Why can’t you get anymore porn jobs? Did you piss someone off?”
“I have no fucking idea, I show up on time, I take the banana like they said, and now I can’t get a call back to save my life.”
“So you were in one DVD?”
“No, they cut my part out,” Acid said kicking her shopping cart.”
“But they still paid you right?”
“Yeah, all sixty bucks.”
“Well, I wasn’t there so I don’t know what to tell you. You must have pissed someone off or did something wrong. Either way it looks like you’ve been blacklisted. Is there something you’re not telling me?”
Acid turned away like she didn’t want to talk anymore. At least what Cassidy had asked struck a nerve. “Yes,” she replied. “They wanted me to dress like a pig and fuck ten guys at a party.”
