The Erosian invasion

Prologue Day 0-Hiro-Rhode Island, North Eastern US suburbia.

Hiro’s eyes opened groggily, the only light in his room came in blue shimmering waves from the soft glow of his TV and pale moonlight from his window facing his backyard. He was confused, he never leaves the tv on and why was it on the news? He thought as a soft gentle almost melodic voice trailed from the dim shimmering screen.

“Rejoice…Rejoice humanity. It has been one year since the sky fell….” The newscaster stifled a moan as she continued. “And soon our glorious queen shall arrive to claim her throne!” She shouted zealously followed by the boom of a roaring crowd behind the camera.

Hiro was confused at whatever the hell the newscaster was going on about, he thought it was a rerun of some old sci-fi flick till he saw the date in the news header. Alongside nearly indecipherable scrolling texts that glowed in lurid unnatural pink, the date was in clear contrast. It was next year? He thought why the hell would it be next year. His concentration was broken as suddenly the news reporter moaned in depraved pleasure.

“In more good news…Aahhh resistance groups are on downturn as Eroisan forces push towards complete global conquest. Just in time for the Queen’s Arrvial…AAHAAAH” She moaned out her words slurring and blurring in her throngs of pleasure.

“All Hail the Queen!” She chanted as she continued to bounce up and down and moaned. A feral look in her gleaming pink eyes as she leaned back continuing to moan

The camera panning out from her neatly framed face. To a grotesquely obscene body. She was draped in tattered clothes and a torn skirt. Her stomach was distended to the point of absurdity as it pushed up her stained blouse. It became quite clear she wasn’t bouncing on a chair, she was bouncing on some sorta twisted and warped penis of a tendriled purple and blue creature laying on its back thrusting away into the newscaster's pussy.

Hiro was shocked and confused at the sight on his screen, as the roaring cacophony grew louder. Stumbling out of bed he moved to his window. As he moved the curtains he was greeted by a familiar yet alien sight. The scenery he had known since childhood was now warped and corrupted into a erotic nightmare. Neighbors walked around, their bodies warped to unusual proportions and variety’s walking around as if nothing was wrong. Some fucking each other or going about perverse recreations of normal summer night activities. As strange and fantastical creatures walked alongside and partook in the depravity.

Looking down into his family garden, he gasped as he saw his own mother riding a massive plant monster, vines stuffing every orifice as let loose stifled moans of pleasure. Every hole oozing with pink slime and wafting spores. He knew his mom took up gardening but not like this… Hiro averted his eyes, the shock overtaking him as he looked up into the night sky.

The moon was the same lurid unnatural pink as that reporter's eyes. It hung massive and full as he stared; his mind felt soft and fuzzy. The pink hue grew brighter and brighter till it was blinding as his vision blurred, he dropped to the floor of his bedroom.

With a shock Hiro stirred from his bed, his tv softly blasting late night sitcom reruns, in a stupored clamber he reached for his phone. Its bright lockscreen nearly blinded him in the dim darkness. But he breathed easier seeing the date was right. Getting up fully he muttered to himself.

“What the hell was that, those monsters? The TV? The sky falling? Mom? What the fuck was any of that.” He continued rubbing his head as he got up and out from under his covers.

Moving to his shade drawn window he leaned out looking over his seemingly normal backyard. Staring at the normal looking sights he let out a sigh of relief.

Suddenly he saw it, a faint pink glow from under the cloudy night sky as streaks of glittering pink lights begin to race across the night sky as the night sky begins to fall. With a rumbling crash one of the seeming meteors crashes colliding with the outskirts of his home town.

Hiro’s heart racing against his better judgment he headed out into the night. He threw on a fresh set of clothes and hopped in his car hoping his dream was just a weird coincidence…

Hiro-1 Day 0: 20 to 30 minutes post first impact. Rhode Island, North Eastern US forested outskirts.

Hiro drove closer and closer to the strange pink glow on the horizon. He drove for what felt like eons in his mind until he came to site. The crater sank only a few feet into the ground creating a seemingly small depression for its size. As he crested the edge of the crater Hiro caught a glimpse at the strange object. An seemingly circular thing, covered in strange pulsating patterns of lurid pinks and acid stained purples. That strange light almost seemed to ooze off the strange object. Wafting in a shimmering haze into the cloudy sky. It’s once gray red color now pulsing with traces of the same odd light.

The seemingly the sky rumbled once more as he crested the crater’s lip and slowly crept towards the crash site. Almost by compulsion with each measured step he inched ever closer, obvious to even now slowly warping landscape. Millimeter by everything the odd light touched slowly transformed the very soil it now laid upon. Finally coming within a breath of the spherical object, a voice called out shaking Hiro out of his seeming trance.