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Chapter 3 by Guforess Guforess

Who is she? Why does she need to hide the light? What happens next?

The invasion

It was 1 o'clock in Manhatten when it occurred. The first pods swiftly descended from the sky like dandelions, latching onto the ground with spiky, pointed, curved legs. They looked like faberge eggs, except pulsating and glowing a gentle red. Most people were asleep or at home, so the streets were empty and devoid of life.

The "eggs" were actually alien ships. They belonged to a race called the Yetposs, skinny tall pale-skinned aliens with four arms ending in spikes. Their necks were longer than a humans, ending in a head that was more of an orb with three black eyes, making it appear more like an organic bowling ball than an actual head.

The yetposs had an overpopulated home planet, so they needed more space and looked for other planets in the universe to accommodate them. The closest one with a breathable atmosphere comparable to the one they had back home was, of course, Earth.

Upon learning that it was occupied though, they had no qualms starting a discrete invasion to slowly kill off all humans and make the planet their own.

Their weakness, however, was that they had no hearing or smelling organs. As such, they could only rely on light and their eyesight. That was why their spaceships had to be colour-coded. Red for in orbit and unsafe to emerge, green for safety in exiting.

And all the landed pods turned red.

The civilian area they landed in was full of apartment houses. They followed the guidance of the street lamps until they got to housing blocks, in which they split up to "empty" it all.

For the unfortunate fools who had left their lights on and couldn't find sleep, they found their room quickly broken into by leaping alien freaks and their lives quickly ended.

With the sudden noises of shattering glass, many occupants painted fresh targets on their backs by turning on the light switches to see what the commotion was about, only to be eliminated by swift alien invaders.


Now we turn to our protagonist, Katie Harrison, a 23 year-old university student studying astrophysics in the nearby university. She stayed in the apartment when she wasn't out with friends or taking classes.

To say she had a bit of a perverted steak was an understatement. While she was studious and eager in class, she was experimental and kinky when it came to fetishes.

She had stayed up all night studying for a test but due to the heaps of coffee she drank, she couldn't seem to find sleep. Then, she laid her eyes on a nearby ceiling light, feeling it's comforting warmth, and directed her gaze to a dildo sitting on her cabinet.

She could make it work.

With a kitchen knife and a few other sharp objects, she hollowed out the dildo to make it big enough to fit the ceiling light pried out of it's cover and still glowing with wires attached.

And eventually, success! The new "glowner Mark 1" as she called it, was created.

She instantly went to town with it, moaning as she laid on bed ramming it into her pussy with all the lights except the one in her dildo turned off. Masturbating in darkness enhances the experience, she had always said.

About 2 minutes in, she was interrupted by a loud crash and brief screams. Soon, more crashes and screams followed.

She peeked out to see the occupant of the room across from her in the neighbouring building get up from bed and turn on the lights to find a culprit to yell at, only for an alien silhouette to immediately fall over the window, ending the man's life with it's arm crashing through the class.

She could only gasp as she tumbled back, Glowner still in hand, before she tried to calm herself and observe.

That's when she noticed: only when the lights came on did the aliens go to investigate and eliminate.

Many others had came to this conclusion too, crawling on the floor in pitch black darkness to minimize the chances of being noticed.

Katie could only think to herself, if light is what they're after then...

She had ****. To save her own life, she immediately rammed the lit-up dildo down her mouth, the light being dimmed as it entered down her throat.

Of all times for an alien invasion, why now? She bemoaned her unique situation.

What's the next course of action?

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