My New Pet | By : kittykins667 Category: S through Z > Space Jam Views: 3216 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Space Jam or any of the characters in it, nor am I making any money from this story. I do own myself, however. xD |
Amber is a 20-year-old girl with a pretty average life. She loves hanging out with her best friends, going shopping, watching movies, and pretty much anything else that most people enjoy. Beneath all of that though, she is very different. This may be noticeable from her appearance; she has 14 ear piercings, a lip piercing on her left side, a nose piercing on her right side, two star skin-divers below her left eye and one on each of her clavicles, horizontal nipple piercings, a bellybutton piercing, a tongue piercing, a tribal tattoo on her lower back, swirly star designs down her foot and stomach, a Japanese symbol on the back of her neck, waist-length black hair, and she always dresses in interesting, gothic-style clothing. She’s involved in beauty school, sewing classes, dance classes, and she started a band with her friends, but that still isn’t enough; she’s always daydreaming, wishing for more excitement. Then, one day, she gets her wish. But she gets a lot more than she bargained for…
She wakes up to what seems to be an ordinary Friday afternoon, except for the fact that her parents are out of town. She happily gets out of bed to get ready. She has plans to go to the mall with her friends tonight, which is always enough to put her in a good mood.
After she’s all primped and ready, she hears an odd noise, one loud enough to make the entire house shake. What the fuck?! she thinks nervously.
She hurriedly turns on the TV to see nothing but white noise. This makes her freak out even more. She sits down on the floor in front of the TV, bringing her favorite blanket up over her head. As if this’ll protect me… she thinks, realizing how ridiculous she’s behaving. Just then, the TV station comes back on the air.
The channel 9 news station comes into focus, but immediately Amber can tell that something is wrong. Instead of the usual news anchor, there’s a short, fat, grey creature in a purple suit sitting behind the desk. He grins evilly before speaking. “Hello humans… My name is Swackhammer. You may be wondering who, or what, I am and what I’m doing here… The answer is simple. I am from a distant planet that goes by the name of Moron Mountain. I run a little theme park there, but business hasn’t been doing so well… I had a simple solution, but some of you insignificant little brats refuse to let me have what I need to get my business booming so… I came up with a better idea. What better way to make money than to take over the entire Earth? Not a bad idea, eh? Well…” he chuckles evilly, “it may be bad for you… but oh well. You have Michael Jordan to thank for that. Boys, get over here!”
Five monstrous aliens, each bigger and scarier than the last, come up behind him. Amber sees that three of them have hostages. It goes to show how big the aliens are, standing at least twice as high as the tallest hostage, a male of about six feet. Swackhammer chuckles evilly, “Boys… show them the pain that they’re all about to experience…”
With that, the bulky orange monster takes his hostage, an anchor woman, and bends her over the desk. He proceeds to rip her clothes off, take out his dicks (he has two), and force himself inside both of her holes. She starts screaming and crying, making Amber sick to her stomach. The others all laugh evilly as he pounds into her, ripping her apart and making her intestines start to come out of her mouth. A horrible choking noise replaces her cries before she collapses, dead. This doesn’t stop the monster from finishing inside of her, letting out a roar as he climaxes. Amber cringes, tears pouring down her cheeks, Poor lady… she never even stood a chance… What’s worse is that he eats her after he finishes, gobbling her up in only a few bites.
It’s then the green monster with a big chin’s turn. He devours the tall hostage, an anchor man, in less than a minute. The purple monster, obviously the biggest and strongest of them all, is next. He lifts his small victim up one-handedly. It’s a little girl, no more than five years old. She’s screaming and crying for her mommy. The purple monster chuckles evilly, “Your mommy’s dead! Don’t worry though… you’ll be joinin’ ‘er soon enough…” And with that he lifts her over his mouth, snapping his big, scary jaws at her dangling legs. She screams and cries even harder, making them all laugh. He then swallows her whole.
Amber cringes even more than before. She can hear the girl’s muffled screams.
Swackhammer laughs maniacally. “You see? You’re all doomed! I have my men stationed all around your puny little planet, ready to attack at my command. They’re all horny, blood-thirsty, killers. There will be a few cities that remain untouched... We wouldn’t wanna run out of humans now, would we? But I’m not gonna tell you which ones because you’d all flock to ‘em, no doubt… Now buh-bye… Have fuuun…” he cackles, the other monsters laughing with him as the news feed is cut.
Amber sits there in the dark, terrified. In the distance, she can hear the screams of women being raped and others probably being eaten. I wonder when they’ll find me… and what about my family and friends? God, this is too much to bear… I wonder how good their senses are. Maybe they can even hear me breathing right now… or thinking… She’s too afraid to even move so she sits there, under her blanket, for hours. Eventually, the screams die away and she falls into an uneasy sleep.
The next morning, she awakes with a start. At first, she forgets why she feels so horrible and scared, but then it all comes back to her. She gets up quietly and takes a peak out her bedroom window. She has to hold in a scream when she sees that there’s blood smeared all over her neighbors’ windows. I wonder why I’m not dead yet… she wonders nervously.
Over the next few days, she doesn’t move a whole lot, hoping it will help her survive. Somehow, it does. She figures that they can usually hear people doing things and, since they hear nothing coming from her house, they don’t bother to check. It seems too convenient, but hey, she’ll take it.
This all makes it very easy for her to survive the couple months before the aliens give up the invasion. She wouldn’t have even found out, except for the fact that she feels especially brave one day and gets out her laptop. Upon browsing the internet she finds out that, a few days previous, the leaders of all the countries with nuclear warfare were going to press the buttons unless the aliens gave up. The aliens decided that there was no point in everyone, including themselves, dying. Swackhammer signed a truce, but the humans were deceitful. Part of the agreement involved the aliens becoming pets or slaves, as revenge for how many humans they had slaughtered. The unsuspecting aliens were then trapped by military forces, which found ways to keep them contained, such as shock collars and leashes. Amber finds the whole issue to be very confusing. She feels horrible for the monsters, but at the same time, they did kill a lot of people without mercy... But that didn’t make this kind of underhanded behavior okay… did it?
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