IAmMunsoned t1_itxha5j wrote on October 27, 2022 at 12:42 AM

Part 3:

This one statement blew me completely away, I did not know how to react, a mushroom cloud explosion went off in my brain. I did not know what to do and it almost completely and utterly made me drop everything and leave the table at that moment, and I would have if hadn’t been for the fact that my whole body was melting into the cushion due to the THC in my system. This woman believed she had a tail and that I would believe she came from a whole other world filled with tail people, but insanity aside, she was remarkably beautiful and I had not been on a date with any other woman, especially one of this caliber, in a good long time. I kept listening.

She put her head down seemingly trying to figure out how to put her thoughts into words. "Look we got tails long ago. We were just like you, but somewhere along the way we started gaining more and more intelligence, which I'm sure in time your plane here will too, but as we gained more and more intelligence we needed to go somewhere with our brains so to speak. So our bodies started to evolve. We grew tales that basically are nothing but muscle and brains and bone. The brains within them are, I guess you could say specifically used for the purposes of controlling all of our bodily functions, leaving our brains in the skull to think, grow, and expand all thoughts, creativity, and technologies.” 	My jaw was now nearly on the table, drool falling out of my mouth, and at that moment the waiter chose to come over and get our orders. Before the waiter could even get a word out I looked at him and said, “Could you kindly fuck off a second while I chat with my date? She just told me she is a chimp from another planet." The waiter scoffed and walked off to more than likely find the manager.

I turned back to her and said, “You're telling me you have a tail that holds a whole other brain and that you need me, somebody who has basically nothing to offer you in terms of intelligence, or wealth, or even in good looks to go with you to another planet, or world, or some shit? And you expect me to believe that you need me to go with you because I'm critical to your family?”

She smiled. It was a beautiful smile, no maliciousness, just a calm peacefulness to it. "Look Travis, I promised that I would find a man to make my family happy, and now I am making a promise to you that I need you in my life and I want you in my life. I don't care that you spend your days just using weed all the time. I don’t care if you never seem to be getting anything done except figuring out ways to cover up all of your embarrassing qualities, which seem to be most of your qualities. I need you in my life, and if I don't come back with you my heart will be broken."

My thoughts were racing. She was going to take me into another world to and be by my side the whole time. She would do it as my wife, or lover, or whatever they called it on her side of things. I grinned at her and made my decision. "Alright fine, let's get out of here. "

The next section is planned but not finished.

Matt_WS OP t1_ityrj7k wrote on October 27, 2022 at 8:32 AM

Can’t wait to read the next part!

IAmMunsoned t1_iu1vsph wrote on October 27, 2022 at 10:57 PM

Part 4

After laying a number of bills on the table, she grabbed my hand and guided me through the tables of the restaurant towards the elevators. The fates smiled on us in that moment by having the elevator doors open instead of having us wait for a good bit of time for an empty one. Unfortunately, there was a large group exiting the elevator slowly, and another decent group waiting to enter the elevator to head down once the one group was done exiting. Instead of queuing in the line, she pulled me into the stairwell. As the door slowly closed behind me I heard a worker yell, “Hey, you shouln’t go—“ Then the world seemed to pixelate around me.

“What. The. Shit.” My screams echoing into the void of pixels around us as we seemed to float through them at light speed.

“I’m sorry Travis, I had to use the pass before it expired and explaining what was going to happen to us once I did wouldn’t have helped stop you from the side effect of sudden explosive vomiting. Just deal with it, and don’t let go of my hand.”

“I feel fine, just a little dizzy.” The world sparkling and each pixel melting and pulsing around me suddenly made my stomach twist and attempt to squeeze out everything I had ever eaten in my entire life. “Blech! Oh, my god. Blech! Blech! Okay, I think I’m done. Blech!” The vomit continued to explosively rocket out of my mouth for what seemed like forever, each time taking on a different color and hue as it merged with different groupings of melting pixels passing by and through us. Then just like that, everything stopped, and we were standing on a nicely manicured yard outside of a two-story brick house. My stomach no longer retching as the violent queasiness became replaced with nervous butterflies as I became aware of what I’d done.

Shirley let go of my hand and reached around to her butt and unzipped a hidden compartment. A tail, long and skinny like a monkey’s tail, came out of the hole the zipper had left. Turning to look at me as I gaped at this tail ridiculousness she said, “Come on, this is my home. Let’s go inside.”

Guiding me to the front door, she reached out and turned the gold handle, a tumbler could be heard unlatching as a robotic voice said, “Welcome home.” The door swung open slowly revealing weathered gray wooden floors and a large family room with an open floor plan leading into what seemed to be a kitchen. Everything seemed fairly normal except for the decor on the walls. Each piece of art decor wasn’t really even decor, more like a small monitor or television. Some of them had a small girl with a monkey tail dancing, others had her fishing, and another one had on what looked to be a basketball game on filled with seven-foot tall men with tails so long they wrapped around their shoulders. One monitor had men and women hiking through a forest, their tails twitching back and forth, as some other men and women wearing collars and leashes walked ahead of them smiling and pointing at birds in the trees. Shirley didn’t seem to pay the monitors any mind, instead yelling, “Janey, where are you? Mom is home!”

Shaking my head like a swimmer with water in their ear, attempting to dust off the cobwebs from the edible and Shirley calling herself mom I asked, “You have a daughter?”

My question was answered by a stairwell lowering out of the ceiling near the wall on the right side, revealing what looked to be a fairly spacious upstairs floor. A little girl, maybe six, came running down the stairs with her tail slapping each step behind her as if they were drums to be played. She ran headlong into a kneeling Shirley’s open arms, screaming joyously, “Mom is home!”

They held one another closely for a a few minutes, their tails intertwining, until I felt the need to help them notice the elephant in the room by coughing quietly into my closed hand. Shirley and, whom I cleverly deduced to be her daughter, both turned to look up at me. The little girl’s smile falling away into confusion, she stared at me as her curiosity seemed to completely freeze her feet stiffly in place. I kneeled down to put myself at Janey’s level before saying, “Hi there, I’m Travis. Nice to meet you.”

IAmMunsoned t1_iu1vwnw wrote on October 27, 2022 at 10:58 PM

The End:

Furrowing her brow, Janey stepped back worriedly. Still kneeling, I tried to formulate the words to explain who I was and how I had came to be here in her Mom’s living room, but right before I got the chance a man came galloping down the stairs Janey had just came from. When he got to the bottom I brought myself up, stepping in front of Shirley while looking for something to use as a weapon to defend her and her daughter. He smiled at me, his long hairy tail bushing out behind him, and said, “Hi there buddy, I’m Phillip.” Then, turning his gaze to Shirley he asked, “Is this him?”

Gently stepping around me, Shirley’s tail brushed against my hand making me shiver in disgust. “This is him.” Phillip’s smile brightened as Shirley said something else my ears couldn’t quite grasp, nor make sense of, causing me to try to shake the confusion out of my head once again like a bout of swimmer’s ear.

“What is going on her?” I asked, trying to get some clarity on what I maybe had misinterpreted. I began to figure he was her brother or something. Nobody answered me, instead opting to continue talking about me as if I wasn’t there listening. My legs began to slowly backtrack to the front door behind me.

Squealing gleefully, Janey ran towards me and wrapped her arms around my leg, slowing my escape attempt. Looking up at me, her eyes gleaming, her tail wrapping around my hand, she said, “I can’t believe you got him for me!”

Shirley and Phillip embraced and kissed one another. Like an animated love story, their tails seemed to intertwine and form a small heart shape next to them. “Shirley, it’s incredible moments like these that make me fall deeper and deeper in love with you.”

Smiling and blushing slightly, she looked at him coyly, responding, “Only in incredible moments?”

They both chuckled and turned to me and the little girl with her arms completely wound around my right leg and her tail vines around my hand. My other leg was mid-step towards the front door. She asked, “Can I keep him? Can he sleep in my room? Can we bring him to Grandma’s house tomorrow for cake and ice cream?”

Reaching out and giving Janey’s hair a tussle, Shirley said, “Yes, my little sweet pea, I brought him home for you. Your very own loyal good boy for your seventh birthday.” Janey laughed and giggled as Shirley continued, “His name is Travis. You are going to have to make sure he takes a bath each morning, gets fed three times a day, and that his bedding and clothing are cleaned and washed each day. He will also need to go on a few walks, but take it slow because he is a bit older and didn’t exercise much in his old home. If you want him to do tricks, he responds well to cannabis-filled treats.”

I looked at them in confused horror. “I’m not a fucking dog.” Trying to push the girl away, I failed to notice Phillip stepping forward until it was too late as he put a metal square against my throat that expanded and wrapped completely around my neck forming an unbroken circle. It wasn’t uncomfortable, nor was it painful, as it began to gently pulse to the rapid beating of my heart. As the pulse of the metal ring slowed, so did my heart, until a deep calmness settled over me. Fatigue taking over I garbled, “Not a pet. Shirley.”

As sleep started to overtake me I heard Shirley say, “Here’s his leash Janey, now take him to his new bed so he can get some rest. You can play with him in the morning.”

My eyelids fluttering, fighting to stay open and awake, I felt myself being pulled along the floor. The voice behind me, Phillip I think, “She loves him, and I can’t wait to take him hiking with me. You always know what is best for our family.”