MINI SI-FI

MOMENTS:

THE VISITOR

BY

PETBABYAMY

2014

Colorado springs, 1983

The night sky was filled with stars,the

moon was full and it was a breath taking

sight to see among the mountain back

drop and the wide open fields of one of

the most beautiful sights of America. A

group of men all clad in black, moved

accross the fields, silently. A strange

mist was illuminated in the far off

distance.

The fact that it was a bright shade of

pink should have been a warning sign.

True, it was odd. But the Black Ops

Team were trained to deal with the odd,

the unusual and the unknown. Something

was out there, that had made this mist

appear from out of nowhere. Not only

that, something had made all of security

computers systems at the Pentagon go all

completely berserk.

Even the ones at the White House. With

the then state of the art technology,

something had been detected that had

triggered off all of the security

systems.But when everything had all

returned to normal, no UFO of any kind

could be seen or traced. The only thing

that scanners had picked up was an

energy trace which had lead the Black

Ops team to the location of the strange

pink mist.

They closed in on the pink mist. They entered, but they did not return and as mysteriously as it came, the pink mist vanished without a trace. No one knew what had happened to the Black Ops Team that night, they were all wrote off as MIA. Missing In Action. No bodies were ever found, no traces of them in anyway whatsoever could be foud either, it was as though they had completely vanished from the face of existance all together.

The Omega Rsearch New-technologies Agency Department of Operations-facility. T.O.R.N.A.D.O.

Location: TOP SECRET!

"Sargent Paterson."

"Yes Admiral Cartwright Sir?"

"I need that field report."

"Yes Sir. Right away Sir." A tall man of about 6ft tall in a Military Uniform, of broad build, had short blonde hair and baby blue eyes, saluted to a man who was even taller than him. The one he had addressed as Admiral Caartwright stood at 8ft tall, he had crew-cut short black hair and cat green eyes. His lokks made everyone at the facility all feel very nervous and afraid in his presence.

The Facility itself was a highly Top Secret one, with a mixture of scientists at the top most highest of their fields of expertese, but the who field of operations was ran, owned and ruled by the Military of course. Sargent Paterson went ovre toward a huge computer which was spitting out a long chain of punched out pieces of card. The holes made up a strange seqence of odd looking symbols.

Of which only another computer like the one that was being used at the facility could only read and translat the special code that was on the card, but also a few people like Sargent Paterson who had been trained on how to decipher those strange symbols. Sargent Paterson began to read them. He read them as easily as one would read a news paper.

"There is still no signs of the Unkown Sir." Remarked Sargent Paterson who was nto too happy giving the report. Niether was Admiral Cartwright at recieving it. "What? Every powerful computer and scannign equipment at our disposal has been used to track down the where abouts of the Black Ops Team, or any signs of that Unknown and you are telling me that after 5 years of doing that. There is no traces of either?"

"Yes Sir..." Replied Sargent Paterson sounding even more so not happy about confirming such news. "I simply refuse to believe that some kind of Alien Force or what ever it was... Has managed to outsmat and out evade all of our most advanced technology."

"But Sir... Is not Alien technology usually more advanced than our own?" Replied Sargent Paterson, with trembling voice, maybe that remark was not such a good one after all.

"You know darn well that Alien technology is and never has been fara more superior than ours Sargent Paterson."

"Yes sir, I know that Sir. I'm sorry Sir."

"Never mind that now Sargent Paterson." Replied Admiral Cartwright sounding most annoyed. "We have been able to duplicate so far ever type of Alien technology that has ever come our way, so that only goes to show that their technology is not as so advanced they would like to have us all believe it to be.Because if it were, we would nto at all be able to duplicate the technology at all."

That fact was very much true. There had been many UFO sightings and crash landings,that secretly. T.O.R.N.A.D.O. have been able to duplicate many of the Alien Technologies that has been salvaged over the years. Sargent Paterson now felt rather stupid sugesting that this type of Alien Technology was somehow truly far more superior.

"Don't look so glum Sargent Paterson." Suddenly remarked Admiral Cartwright. It is no one's fault, that what ever it was that had happned five years ago has managed to avoid all means of dection, has not once ever returned, or the men of the Black Ops Team and now it is more than ever likely we shall ever solve that mystery. I feel that we should put Operation Ghost to rest and to go onto other and more important things."

"Yes Sir... That sounds like a very good course of action Sir." Replied Sargent Paerson with a salute to Admiral Cartwright, who saluted back to him in return. And so, Project Operation Ghost was soon long forgotten. Nothing happened, as time went by, but five weeks later strange things began to happen...

It was the Summer Holidays and for once, Sargent Paterson was able to get the time off to go on holidy and spend time with his most ever beautiful looking wife he ever had or could ever wish to ask for. Fore she had long blonde hair, sapphire blue eyes, milk white comlection and an hour glass figure to die for. Her name was Sarah. She was wearing a hot pink bikini that had frills on it. The top/bra of the bikini had a mass of frills on the front, whcih only accentuated her breasts to no end.

With ruffled frills on the rear of the bottoms that made her butt look even more sexier than what it already actually was. She was the envy of every woman that was on the beach. Guys could not help look and lust after her, it was a pity that she was already spoken for. At least Sargent Paterson was the everage hunk to make all of the women and girls go weak at the knees at the sight of his muscular body, arms and legs.

He was wearing a pair of red swimming trunks that had a gold emblem of some kind at the front. His manly bulge only made girls stop and stare with gasps finding other mens bulges really small by comparison. Sargent Paterson's name was Simon and he could not be even more luckier than what he already was. He had the perfect body and the perfect wife and the perfect job. Nothing on Earth could ever change that, or would.

Little did he know, of what was yet to come. As he lay on a beach towel next to Sarah, who had been enjoying her self up until now and things were begining to get a bit boring. She turned over and saw Simon basking in the sun. She eyed him up and down, then she got a sudden thought, to which she suddenly burst out laughing at. Simon could not help but notice this. "What's so funny?"

"Oh... nothing..." Replied Sarah, with a slight sigh, she had a feeling that Simon would not be game enough.

"It clearly can't be nothing. Come on Sarah, please tell me what you was laughing about?" Remarked Simon sounding a bit upset and disappointed. Sarah sighed again, now wishing that she had nto had what ever funny thought she just had in the first place. "You aer not going to like it. I can tell you that."

"Oh come one Sarah, be fair. I just might surprise you." Sarah suddenly looked a little hopeful. "Okay... I was just imagining how you would look, wearing this bikini of mine."

Simon looked a little worried, but then said. "That sure is some over active imagination you have got there Sarah."

"Not at all. In fact, I would like for you to just do exactly that." Simon looked at Sarah a little bit confused. "Do what? What are you talking about?"

"I mean of course, you put on and wear my bikini, that is what I am talking about.

"What? No way... That is a silly thing for you to say."

"Oh come on Simon, it would only be for a bit of fun, would that really do you any harm?"

"No, but that is beside the point. I would look like a complete and total idiot. Not only that, I have a reputation as Sargent. I am not preapared to make a fool out of my self."

"Oh yeah!" Remarked Sarah in utter disguss...

"You already are a fool and an idiot..."

"What?" Remarked Simon in shock. But Sarah suddenly got up from where she lay, and stormed right off. Simon ran after her, he did not want to have a falling out with her. So consumed with his thoughts about her, that he failed to see some one come his way, he ran ran right into the person knoking them flat on their face in the sand of the beach.

The man that he had knocked down quickly got to his feet and brushed himself down. "You really aught to watch where you are going, you pathetic idiot."

"Oh yeah?" Replied Simon who was not afraid of the big man before him. He was the most best and well trained in the top secret military. Who could take anyone or anything on. "Now is that any way to talk or even treat your superior officer?"

Said the man who now came face to face with Simon. Simon suddenly looked shocked and surprised, then suddenly stood to a complete hault. "Sir... I am so sorry Sir, I had no idea that it was you." Admiral Cartwright did not look all too happy with him. "You aught to be ashamed of your self Sargent Paterson."

"What? I don't understand Sir?"

"There is no rule to say that you can not have fun..." Replied Admiral Cartwright vrey harshly.

"Th... th... that is all very good and well Sir... B... B... but Sarah wanted me to... to..."

"I know what she wanted you to do Sargent Paterson... I could not  but help over hear your conversation with each other. You should have done as she had asked of you... Don't bother to show your face at the facility tomorrow..." Remarked Admiral Cartwright.

Simon was utterly and completely shocked. "B... B... But Sir..." It was no good, Admiral Cartwright had suddenly vanished in a blink of an eye. Though Simon knew that T.O.R.N.A.D.O. had been able to develop beaming technology.

"Man... I so screwed up..." Remarked Simon, talking out loud to himself, feeling so bad about what had just happened. "I so wish that I could take everything back and tell Sarah I would wear her pink frilly bikini..."

A hunk of a man and drop dead gorgeous woman walked ahnd in hand alon ga sunkist golden beach. Men, women and children filled the beach, soem basked in the sun on the sand, others were swimming or surfin gin the tropical ocean blue sea. While the children built sand castles, or played in the water. It was a most beautiful day. "I'm goin gto go off for a bit of a swimm my Love."

Remarked the man to the beautiful woman that he had come onto the beach with. She smiled at him. "Enjoy your swim dear." It seemed that they were a couple, which was a crying shame, as that meant the heavenly Angel all of the guys were checking out, was already spoken for. It was a most beautiful Summer's day. The man in question of course was Simon and the Angel beauty of a woman, was his wife, Sarah.

He soon returned from swiming in the sea, water dropped and trickled in ringlets all over his Apollo God like physique. Several women were checking him out too. He gave Sarah a big smile, he got down onot a towle that was beside her and began to bathe in the sun. Sarah had enjoyed the time on the beach, but she soon began to get bored. She turned over and saw Simon, suddenly she eyed him up and down, then she got a sudden idea, which made her burst out in a fit of giggles.

Simon could not help but notice this. "What's so funny?"

"Oh... nothing..." Replied Sarah, with a slight sigh, she had a feeling that Simon would not be game enough.

"It clearly can't be nothing. Come on Sarah, please tell me what you was laughing about?" Remarked Simon sounding a bit upset and disappointed. Sarah sighed again, now wishing that she had nto had what ever funny thought she just had in the first place. "You aer not going to like it. I can tell you that."

"Oh come one Sarah, be fair. I just might surprise you." Sarah suddenly looked a little hopeful. "Okay... I was just imagining how you would look, wearing this bikini of mine."

Simon looked a little worried, but then said. "That sure is some over active imagination you have got there Sarah."

"Not at all. In fact, I would like for you to just do exactly that." Simon looked at Sarah a little bit confused. "Do what? What are you talking about?"

"I mean of course, you put on and wear my bikini, that is what I am talking about.

"What? No way... That is a silly thing for you to say."

"Oh come on Simon, it would only be for a bit of fun, would that really do you any harm?"

"No, but that is beside the point. I would look like a complete and total idiot. Not only that, I have a reputation as Sargent."

"I had a feeling that you would say that." Remarked Saah, who got up off fromthe towel and was about to leave.

"No wait... Sarah please... Would my wearing your bikini really mean a lot you?"

"Do you ask that genuinely, or just to try and prevent me from leaving you?" Remarked Sarah, in a half harsh tone of voice. Simon felt a little hurt, but he could understand that she needed him to be open and honest with her. "I truly and genuinely ask." He replied and Sarah looked Simin between his eyes and could see that he was serious and also telling the truth.

"Yes it would and more. I can  not ell you how much moer. But do as I ask of you and I do promise you that you will be rewarded with finding out, in exactly which way more." Simon liked the sound of that. He smiled at her. "Okay, I will do as you ask. My only conceren is what are you going to wear? You can't very well go around the beach naked."

Sarah's eyes lit up. "Not to worry, I have a spare plain white bikini that I can put on instead." She then pulled Simon into her arms and gave him the most passionate kiss that he had ever had. That took Simon completely by surprise, when they broke their lovers embrace he asked breathlessly. "W... what was that for?"

"For being such a good sport, but most off all it requires a very brave man to do what you are going about to do. I love and appreciate you for that."

"Sarah, I will truly do anything for you, because I love you so much and that you really mean that much to me." Sarah smiled and gave Simon another apssionate kiss. It did not take long for Simon to put oup a changing sceen for both him and Sarah to get changed behind.

He took off off his swiming trunks and handed over to Sarah on the other side of the changing screen. "Why are you giving me your swimming trunkls?"

"So that you can keep them and only give them back to me, when ever you want or wish to do so. I shall wear your pink bikini for as long as you want or wish."

"That is so vrey kind and wonderful of you Simon. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Are going to get changed into your white bikini?" Sarah smiled at him. "I already have dear. I will help you get into my pink one."

"Wow! that was quick."

"I know, bikinis are so very easy to put on and take off." Remarked Sarah with a smile. Then she came to his side of the screen and helped Simon to put on the hot pink frilly bikini.

Soon... Sarah was perading Simon around the entire beach, people laughed at him, took pictures of him too. But Simon took it all in his stride. Sarah was truly so very proud of him and she was beginning to get a few ideas of just what else she could get Simon to do for her. 'I so wish that Simon could be smaller and slimmer somehow. That way I can put him in a short pretty frilly pink derss with matching frilly plastic panties. Making him be my Sissy Baby Girl as I do not want to have a real baby girl.'

Came the some what odd thoughts in Sarah's mind, yet somehow, that did not seem to matter, she seemed to like the idea. "I needto go to the ladies." Sarah suddenly remarked. Simon took no time at all to find the local ladies wash room for Sarah to go into. "It talkes a lot of guts to do what you are doing. Which is thee most bravest thing I have ever seen and beleive me, I have seen many tough guys out there, but none come as tough as what you are to be that so brave."

Oddly came a man's voice, it was quite a compliment, coming from one man to aother. Simon turned to face who had suddenly spoken to him. "Sir!!!" Remarked Simon suddenly standing to a complete attention. "At ease and relax Simon... I meant what I said..." Stood before him all dressed in a sharp all white Military Uniform was Admiral Cartwright.

Simon looked as though he was nearly going to have a heart attack or something. He felt so awkward and also ashemd stood dressed as he was in front of him... "Sir... I can explain..."

"There is no need to. I really did mean what I said you son." Replied Admiral in a kind gentle tone. Simon was surprised, not only that, he was calling him by his first name.

Probablly trying to help him feel relaxed. Simon thought. Um... err.. thank you Sir..." Now simon felt really embarrassed. "I am so very proud of you Simon." Remarked Admiral Cartwright, who then held out his hand toward Simon for him to shake it. Simon smiled, took it and shook it. But just then, Admiral Cartwright gave Simon a cruel smile. He slowly removed his sun glasses that he had worn.

What Simon now saw... was the impossible. The sun glasses had been like some kind of a cloak of disguise, as the moment that the glasses had been removed, what now stood before Simon was...wel... He was not entirely sure.

The being stood befoer him almost looked Alien and yet at the same time, not so, or at least not lik eany other alien that he knew of or had ever seen before.

The head was large, that within itslef was nothing new, but the body was slim, not skinny though, it looked almost more human like, but the skin was all completely pink, which was odd within itslef, the head had two black spots for eyes, but insde the center of them were two thin slits of an off redish colour, not pinkish red, just a shade that was neither pink or red, something that was inbetween.

There was two small black holes for a nostrals and a small slit for a mouth. The grip of the Alien's hand around Simon's hand felt slightly cold, yet at the same tim,e as odd as it was, it almost felt like PVC, but yet at the same time it wasn't. Or at leassdt it was a kind of PVC that Simon ever knew of or had ever felt. Stranger still he felt his penis began to get an erection. Simon was completely powerless to do anything.

As he was frozen to the spot, the Alien like being suddenly vanished in the blink of an eye. But Simon was still frozen on the spot, but on the back of his hand there was now a strange pink blob, it felt exactly like the skin of the Alien that had held his hand. Suddenly the pink blob began to etch its way up along Simon's arm like a crepy sort of spider, it moved on down to the middle of his chest, then suddenly the pink blob began to expand in mass, until it completely covered simon's entire body...

TO BE CONTINUED...