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 The Tiddler From Outer Space 02

   When I came to, little Eve was standing over me on the bed, facing a
mass of hazmat suit wearing goons.  It seems someone had inadvertantly
tried to use an electric prod on her, only to be tossed through one of my
bedroom walls.  That one was still down.  All the others around us were
threatening the child, warning her they would shoot her if necessary.  I
had no idea if they could hurt her at all, but she seemed determined to
protect me from them by any means necessary.

   I groggily sat up and croaked, "What's going on here?"

   A goon at the back, no doubt the leader shouted, "We should ask you the
same thing.  What are you doing fucking a little girl in her ass?"

   I grinned shamelessly, not feeling any fear at the moment, but a little
consternation at their intrusion.  "It seemed the thing to do at the time.
In fact, I doubt I had much to say about it anyway."

   Eve, the toddler holding a horde of armed men at bay, growled a little
kittycat growl and warned all concerned in that odd language of hers, "You
hurt my bond-mate.  I will destroy you all!"

   "What's she's saying?" demanded the leader, "and what language is that?"

   I answered the last question first, "That's her home language, and she
says I belong to her.  Anyone who threatens me has to face her wrath."

   "What?" the leader asked.  "What?"

   "My guess is you have some idea what's going on," I posited.  "My guess
is you're from some government agency that isn't required to abide by the
law.  Someone related to your agency tracked an object that entered our
solar system and carreened directly into my back yard.  You were then
dispatched to investigate but got stupid and broke into my house, into my
bedroom and started shooting before anyone managed to say anything.  You're
now puzzled about who this child is, why I was fucking the living shit out
of her and why she appears to be totally impervious to any attacks or
threats you have to offer.  Am I close?"

   The leader growled, "How did you know all this?"

   "Just a guess," I said.  "I got the scenario from reading comic books.
It's a classic situation, except for the alien to be a toddler and the
human she's targeted is a pedophile, who, I am told, is a perfect match for
her."

   Someone approached the man in back and mumbled in his ear.  The leader
whispered back.

   "The crater's obviously extra-terestial.  There's some sort of pod at
the bottom of it.  You're right about that.  But I wouldn't be so sure
about the kid being impervious.  We have a lot of ordinance we could test
on her."

   I reached for Eve, but she wasn't willing to come to me.  She stood
firm, eyeing the monsters in hazmat surrounding us.  I said as calmly as I
could muster, "I believe we would all be better served if you guys would
stand down a little and find someone qualified to talk to my little angel.
Or to me, really, because I seem to be the only one who can understand what
my little lover has to say.  I'm also the only one she understands as
well."

   "And why is that?" the leader said.

   "It's a bit complicated, and quite possibly above your security
clearance," I said.  "Eve, I am told her name is Eve, doesn't answer to
anyone but me, and she only answers to me when she feels like it.  So you
get hold of your superiors and tell them you have a problem that requires
more diplomacy and less bullying."

   The leader glared at me through his hazmat helmet.  "You are a sick
fuck. Molesting a small child."

   I sighed.  "Maybe so, but I still say you better call somebody who can
do something besides attack because I am not sure you have the capability
to defend against my little girl."

   Eve grunted.  "Tell them.  Tell them all."

   "What did she say?" the leader said keeping his air of command.

   "Just that I was correct in my estimation."

   "Did she really say 'your estimation'?"

   I sighed, "What she really said was 'Tell them.  Tell them all.'"

   The leader backed off and we could hear him mumbling outside in the
hall, probably to his headquarters and everyone else remained frozen in
place.  No one talked except baby Eve.

   "Are you okay?" she wanted to know.  "I will destroy them all if you
aren't."

   "I think I'm alright," I told her.  "They seemed to be using non-lethal
force, at least to begin with.  My guess is they want to run you through a
bunch of tests because you aren't from this planet.  I don't think they've
ever come across anyone not from earth before.  And they would rather keep
you alive for the tests."

   "You too," she said.  "I won't let anyone live if they hurt you."

   "It's okay baby.  It's okay.  I'm hoping for cooler heads to prevail
here.  We just ran into a bunch of mean hearted cut-throats to start with.
I believe the next people we talk too will be much more civilized."

   Several of the armed squad seemed to take umbrage at what I said, but
none of them spoke.  Finally their leader returned.  He said to me, "You
and your charge are going to be transported to a research facility.  A
research team will take control of your property and begin an intensive
investigation of the place.  Whatever occurred was specifically targeted
and we mean to get to the bottom of the situation."

   I nodded and thought, good luck with that.  I was surpised to see Eve
turn back to me and grin, evidently understanding my thought response.

   "What did he say?" she asked.

   "He said we need to go with them.  They will take us somewhere to
examine us."

   "If they try to hurt you or me I will hurt them worse."

   "I know, baby.  I know.  I just hope they're not that stupid."

   Eve grinned a baby girl grin again, as if we were sharing an inside joke
between us.

   "What's so funny?" the leader said.  "Did she say we were stupid?"

   "No," I answered.  "Those were my words, that I hope you weren't so
stupid as to try and trick us.  Eve doesn't like to be tricked."

   "Humph!" the leader mumbled.  "You men take these two weirdos to the
transport.  No exposure to the neighbors or environment."

   I reached for Eve again.  This time she fell into my arms, her head
cradled against my neck, clinging like a typical toddler to her caretaker.
I patted her rump and stood up.  Both of us were still completely naked.  I
had an embarrassing erection.  Well, normally I would be embarrassed. 
Right at that moment I was mainly horny.  Eve told me softly in her
incomprehensible language, but very clearly in the new nonverbal
communication we now shared, "You need to fuck me again.  I am very angry.
If you don't bond with me I may hurt them and break everything."

   Just the mention of bonding with Eve again, fucking her sweet hot cunt,
engorged my prick even more.  Something really had transpired between the
child and me in the short time we had been together.  Our sexual connection
had heightened my libido and I couldn't seem to get enough of her, and it
didn't seem to matter who knew about it.  Every time we shared any kind of
intimate exchange, the bond grew stronger.  It seemed the more familiar we
became, rather than deplete my hunger for the child, it enhanced it.

   "I need to fuck you too, sweetheart," I admitted.

   "Tight little girl quim, is it," one of the hazmat guards quipped and
before I knew it, I lunged at him and pushed him hard into the mass of his
comrades.  Someone immediately hit me with another jolt of electricity. 
This time I didn't go down and before anyone else could hit me again,
little Eve dove into the midst of the covered horde and began carelessly
tossing them about like rag dolls.

   If anything, she was even stronger than before and we were soon standing
alone together in the midst of the military agents who had been sent to
capture us.

   I saw a new troup of them rush towards us, this time brandishing
something more deadly than the electric guns they had used before.

   "Wait!" I said.  "Please, you can't hurt her.  You will only make her
more violent.  And if you hurt me or kill me, there will be nothing left of
you or this place.  Believe me, we will go with you, but it has to be
willingly."

   The leader of this ill-advised military operation yelled loudly, "What
the hell happened here."

   "It's my fault," I said.  "One of your idiots here made a disparaging
remark about little Eve and I lost control.  Then, when someone hit me with
an electric blast she went a bit wild."

   The leader glared.  "if there's another outbreak I will authorize lethal
force."

   I glared back, my own temper nearing it's breaking point.  "If you do
that, there won't be anyone left for you to authorize.  For the final time,
please let us cooperate instead of being coerced.  And I advise you tell
your people to refrain from insulting my baby girl.  As you can see, the
consequences can be devastating."

   The leader said without looking at anyone, "I should not have to remind
you men that this is a silent operation.  No one is to say anything, not a
single word, until your debriefing." He then looked back at me and Eve. 
"Now please proceed to the transport without further disruption."

   It was easy to see that the leader might not care for us, me in
particular, but he was now a reluctant believer.  He just wanted to get his
operation over with and be rid of my little lover and me.  I nodded, lifted
my toddler bond-mate back into my arms.  Eve clutched me tight and spoke,
which I understood as, "I don't like him, or any of them."

   I said, "Me either, darling."

   We walked to the front door of the house and I saw they had a metallic
sealed tunnel that led to what appeared to be an armored vehicle.  I
entered with Eve in my arms and I sat down in an oversized chair.  The
place was sealed up.  No windows.  It was like a prison transport.  The
door was closed and sealed behind us.

   Eve launched herself at me, muttered "Fuck me now!  Hard and fast and
deep before I explode!"

   I didn't need any further instructions.  I craved her tiny pussy as much
as she needed my hard precum-seeping dick.  I ignored any need for
gentleness or preparation and forced my cock up into her immature cuntal
opening.

   She hissed and I know she meant, "Yes!  Like that!  Fuck my baby cunt."

   I knew that's what she meant because I felt the same way.  The violence,
the agitation, had heightened our shared fuck compulsion to the point where
something really bad was going to happen if we didn't consummate our lust
immediately.

   With her in my lap, I pounded that toddler pussy like I didn't care
whether I hurt her or not.  She seemed to want it that way.  She squealed
and shuddered as I repeatedly drilled up into her hot tight moist pussy
tube.  Within moments she drenched my groin with her cuntal emulsion.  I
squirted what felt like a quart of jism into her infant sized womb, but
that wasn't enough for either of us.  I continued to fuck the baby bitch
until we both came again.  And again.

   When we were able to finally relax, and a sense of shared relief and
fulfillment seeped into us, I said, "I have never cum so hard, so quick and
so often as we just did."

   Eve had settled back into my lap and said, "We are bond-mates.  We have
to fuck like this.  And when we get angry, we need it more and more." She
then proceeded to lean back and fall into a deep sleep.

   Feeling her cuddled against me, contentment washed over me and I played
with her infant sized nipples, then reached down across her soft smooth
belly and rubbed her pussy, now completely closed up, holding in our shared
juices.  Even in her sleep, she stretched out her legs to invite my
molestation.

   The armored car lurched into movement and we began a blind bumpy ride to
nowhere.  I didn't care.  I had my baby cunt lover with me.  As long as we
were together nothing else seemed to matter.

   I smiled as I drifted off into a sweet luxurious nap.

   When I awoke, we were still rumbling along in the armored car.  Eve had
slipped off my lap and now was standing in between my spread legs sucking
the head of my rehardened cock.  I stroked her head and she looked up at
me. Without words, but in our new nonverbal language I heard or felt her
say.  "Fuck my face.  I want your cock juice, your pee and all your love."

   I smiled down at her, somehow letting her know, "I love it too,
sweetheart.  I love your sweet baby mouth.  I'll give you all the piss and
cum I have.  All for you.  Always for you."

   The tiny girl began jacking my dick into her mouth and began humming,
almost singing as she played with my penis.  I slouched further down, so my
buttocks were hanging over the seat and groaned, "Stick your fingers up my
asshole you baby whore."

   Without hesitation Eve reached under my bottom and pushed her whole hand
up my ass.

   My eyes bulged and my breath caught.  "Oh fuck, yes," I moaned, glorying
in the depraved ecstacy of the moment.  I was face fucking a small girl and
she was enjoying it as much as I was.  I cried out and started pumping a
small geyser of semen into mouth.  At the first taste of my cum on her
tongue her suction increased.  I mouthed a wordless scream as this baby
girl vacuumed a massive load of cum from my balls.  It was so intense as to
be painful, except it wasn't.  It was pleasure so extreme it seemed to
transport me to another plane of existence.

   When I could finally speak I said, "You beautiful baby slut.  I love you
so much I can't stand it.  You make me fucking crazy."

   "Of course, you're my bond-mate.  We are one now.  And we need one
another.  Like this, like fucking, like feeding from each other.  I want
your pee and cum and shit and sweat.  You need mine too.  Without it we get
angry and we break things, even living things until we are together again.
Tell them.  Tell them to let us always stay together."

   As always, this dialog between us was nonverbal.  Not exactly telepathy
but a combination of empathetic connections.  Still, this is a close
approximation of our exchange.  I sat and stared down at her as she
wrenched her dirty hand from my asshole and licked at the smears of shit
she found on it.  She gazed into my eyes as she did.  Sharing the moment
with her reinvigorated my limp cock and it rose again to full mast.  I had
no idea how that was even possible, but at the same time my obsessive
craving for her baby cunt overwhelmed me.

   I grabbed her roughly and lifted her onto the seat beside me, forcibly
spread her little legs and turned, thrust hard and lodged my hard cock up
into her tight little girl pussy without any preparation or foreplay.  I
drilled my over-sized prick hard into her underdeveloped toddler cunt. 
Instead of crying, whining or trying to escape my rape, she called out in a
voice more akin to a wild howl than a baby's call for help.  A howl I
understood to mean, "Yes!  More!  More!"

   I fucked that little bitch mercilessly.  I felt her vaginal tube squeeze
me, release me, then clutch me again.  I drove my prick deeper than I
should but she only demanded more.  Human and inhuman speech deserted us
both now.  There was only the violent collision of sexual need building
into an orgasmic explosion.  When I came into my baby slut, I begged that
our shared orgasms never end, and it seemed that they never would.  At the
same time I wasn't sure if either of us would survive the experience.

   When I was able to separate from Eve I forced myself away from her.

   As I fought to catch my breath I submitted to the obvious, "You're not
human," I said.

   "No," she seemed to shrug.  "You aren't either now.  Not from our first
kiss, not from the first taste of each other.  Not from our first fuck.  We
mated.  We bonded."

   She grimaced, "I need to poop again.  Suck my butthole."

   I watched wordlessly as Eve flopped over and displayed her plump little
rump to me.

   "Eat my shit," she ordered.  "Be my toilet."

   Seeing her perfect little rounded ass and the tiny pucker of her asshole
presented so artfully to me, I felt the compulsion to rim the delectable
baby anus.  I grumbled, "Feed me your baby girl shit, my darling.  Let me
taste the filth of your body and soul."

   I fell to probing and sucking her asshole as she giggled, grunted and
sighed.

   "Here," she grunted, and a little round turd popped into my mouth.  As
before, it was both nasty and delicous.  It melted in my mouth and another
hardened nodule revealed itself to me.

   "Again?" I wondered and swallowed it whole as I had the one earlier.  I
made sure to lick Eve's tiny back passage clean but when I pulled away it
was obvious she knew what had happened as she stared at the holographic
images of her mother, father and herself floating in the air just behind my
shoulder.

   I turned and sat beside Eve.

   Without any prelude, the mother image said, "We see our hopes for Eve
are developing as we dreamt.  Your interaction, your exchange of bodily
substance is rearranging your biological essence.  Your strength, impulses
and behavioral actions appear to be melding.  Though we are different
species on our subatomic level, when we are able to bond, our biologies
merge."

   I suddenly understood.  The more Eve and I had sex, the more we needed
to have sex.  Not just sex, but intimate interaction.  My body felt
stronger, denser, tighter.  We were becoming a better match.

   The father image explained, "Not just you, but Eve too.  You have
emotional nuances unknown to us.  Eve isn't just your bond-mate now.  She
appears to have deepened and expanded her emotional spectrum.  You are
parent and lover, as your kind would describe it.  These are not
distinctions we comprehend.  Also, your bond seems even stronger than what
we experience.  Stronger and more dangerous to those who would disrupt it.
We caution you to avoid any distancing from each other.  The results could
be catastrophic."

   The child image now noted, "Eve, we are no longer the same.  You are
changing.  You will never be alone again.  The emptiness is no longer part
of you, but you need constant attention and connection with your bond-mate.
I hope you are now complete."

   The mother and father images somehow melded together for their final
message.  "In the future, Eve will occasionally produce these shit pellets
for you to ingest and obtain guidance.  You should also know that neither
of you will age beyond your present state.  This is apparently a side
effect of your atypical bonding."

   The images faded.  Eve and I looked at one another.  That last statement
was a real surprise.  Eve would forever be a toddler.  I would never age.
Did this mean we were effectively immortal?  Or that we would decay and
atrophy with the passage of time?  No one seemed to know.

   Eve leapt back into my arms and I cradled her.  Again, whatever the
situation, as long as we were together, nothing else mattered.
   (to be continued)