The Joy of Xenophilia!!!

So...you wanna see somethin? Hehe, you've definately come to the right place! As one of the two xenophiliacs within the Dark Cypher(the other being Malice-311), I'm here to let you in on how to make the most out of any fetishes you may have for extra terrestrials. But before you sit up there picturing aliens looking all gruesome and horrid, bear in mind that all the hollywood stuff is just for fiction! The true aliens that tend to cruise around the Earth's solar system are genuinely pretty cool, the average one doesnt have a lot in common with human beings anatomically, but they DO however have many substitutes that are more than adequate. Take the shape-shifting Gwarkens that regularly go on sight-seeing trips to the rings of Saturn. Not only do they have an odd passtime of smacking asteroids with their tails, but they have also developed a pretty nifty ability to adjust the size of their stomachs, skin thickness, bone structure, and more importantly genitalia. You have NO idea what its like to feel one of those ever enlarging...uh...let me get to that later. The point is however that its really a great way to experience "close encounters" while taking cruises around our solar system. ^_^


But let's say you don't wanna stick to waiting for aliens to come to our solar system, maybe you wanna be adventerous, and go out a little ways into our cute little galaxy. Well, I can tell you from personal experience, since I've been well beyond our "Milky Way" galaxy to some pretty far out places, that the farther out you go, the wierder things get. Did you know for example that the Snogger Beasts on Dreddaah-8 have a whole cult for ritualizing sex with human females? Apparently over there we're a delicacy that's practically priceless. The downside is that after the 9 hour(!) ceremony(which varies, depending on how many "Snoggs" are there for the ritual, cuz they go in one after another, hence the reason human males have certain drawbacks in that situation), they conclude the sex ritual by throwing the woman into a nuclear incinerator as thanks to their Gods with praise that the "Gods" of Earth will send another woman to them as a "gift" of their servitude. So, as you can see, forwarned is forarmed when going hopping about through space on pleasure trips. If you're wondering, I had the displeasure of being the first to travel there since the 1930's(Earth Years), and I won't say exactly what happened, but I will say that a B-88 pulse rifle with a pump action grenade launcher, a few pipe bombs, and a very large knife have a very good tendancy to convey your likes and dislikes to any would-be homicidal aliens.=)

Now, I guess you're wondering why someone would actually have sex with aliens, or could ever have such a fetish. The answer isn't as complicated as I wish it was, but it is an answer nonetheless. The fact is that I am a nymphomaniac(yes, seriously) to the core, which up until recently, where I managed to turn it into a "pleasure" I could take joy in, was basically a constant addiction that had no respit. But one day I said to myself, "self, we are starting to get just a tad sick of men who make all kinds of promises they can't deliver on just because they think nympho's are "easy"(to an extent they are, but even nymphos can be picky about certain things, and just suffer until they find the right person), and we're sick and tired of women who say all kinds of crap about how men 'don't know how to please women better than women', only to find out these women are just as sorry as the men they try to look down on. What can we do? Where can we go? Self...HELP!!!!". So, I started thinking up ways to make sex more exciting, the chains and whips were cool, but I needed something more...ummm..."intense". I started getting into having hot wax poured on me during sex, trying it with several partners, the usual stuff. Then I moved up to trying sex in public, putting on "shows" in one of my favorite clubs, stripping, then grabbing one or more of my close friends and having a great time. This was all well and good, but you can only do so much of that before you get a reputation that does more harm than good, even though all my friends know and have seen proof that I get tested for STD's and stuff every 31 days. So I was layin' around in my room watching the sunset through the window, checking out the view over the pool in our backyard and all that, and suddenly, a big flat space of bright light in the shape of a normal Earth doorway opens up in the middle of my room. This dark purple alien with four brutal looking arms and a hell of a lot of muscle comes stepping through in some pretty cool-lookin' boots and asks me for a plate of blended Earth apples. Seeing no reason not to, I gave him what he wanted(after of course nearly having a heart-attack). Then the alien, who identified himself as Kraxx-Alterr(his name in his own language is unpronouncable by humans, and not even close to being able to be written on an English keyboard). But that was what he told people to call him to make it easy. I was like, "Well hey there, Kraxx, my first name's Hsien-Mai, mind telling me what on...well.."what on Earth" you're doin' in my bedroom?". Kraxx realized that Earth people haven't had much real contact with non-earth people, so he just explained to me that he was crusing by on his way to what we call "Mars" with some friends and really wanted a snack, and my house was just far out enough in the hills to make it a "quiet" trip. Then he said I reminded him of one of the (what we call)"kittens" on Earth, and that I was pretty damn cute. Considering Kraxx looked like a dark purple version of Share-Khan from the "Jungle Book", but slightly more brutal and rough around the edges, I guess it'd make sense for him to like girls that had a kitten-like appearence, huh(about as much as this entire situation is capable to make of such a coincidence anyway). Kraxx asked me if I'd ever left Earth, and if not, would I like to go to Mars with him if he gave me all the "straps"(*slang for "clothes", other similar clothing terms incl: "gear","tights", and "docks") for the trip. I said hey why not, as I was on summer vacation anyway, and we hopped through the portal. Of course, Kraxx bein' the burly, rough edged thing he was, he was a typical male, even having a almost outrageously similarity to human male genitalia(though almost painfully larger)...and me being the wierd, nymphomaniac female I am, and a "starved" nympho at that...certain things were bound to happen on the way to Mars, after we got to Mars, in a couple of caves on Mars, several places out in the deserts of Mars, and a few times out in orbit looking at Mars, and so on, even his friends weren't all that bad. So, of course, me and Kraxx became great friends. Kraxx showed me how to navigate starcharts, took me to some of the hottest "Slick Joints"(*clubs that basically make Mardi Gras look like a sunday picnic, not to mention are open what would on Earth be 24 hours), and just basically taught me the "in's and out's" of space travel and such. After helping me get the cash for my own ship, Kraxx left, but of course I see him quite a bit, especially on a lot of the Slick Strips out in the Deneeklan Asteroid Cluster. As for me...I pretty much go cruising the space ways on weekends mostly, since I'm now back in school, cool huh? For now this is all I got, as I'm currently typing out the rest of this page and others too, so just be patient, pretty soon I'll have my snapshots from a few of my trips up and some of my friends from around the galaxy, as well as more great info on the Joy of Xenophilia!! Sayonara!!

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