These Horny Aliens - Cherryblocked

Unending BE - episode 1332511

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One aspect of Earth culture that the various aliens would not understand is the idea of sexual repression. Because of the diametrically different sex drives between genders across the galaxy combined with the lack of sexism meant that the idea of sex as being something to avoid never came up. Anybody saying that women should ignore their urges to mate would be laughed out of the room.

This was not the case for humanity. And a prime example of this is the short monk heading towards the “savior” of Earth’s home. Cherry could feel misfortune coming from that house. A tangled knot of misplaced desires leading to impurity and unhappiness. (Also, Mrs. Moroboshi was a great cook.) As a servant of the gods he knew his duty was to protect those who were less enlightened than him. Which, so far as he could tell, was a set of people that included "everyone else on Earth".

“Uncle where are you taking me?” The voice behind him said. Ah yes, another unfortunate soul. His own niece, Sakura. While gifted with great spiritual power, she was cursed with an endless assortment of disease spirits. She had a hard time traveling far without a walking stick to catch her breath on. Which is why Cherry periodically hid it to teach her not to rely on material possessions. For some reason Sakura did not appreciate these lessons, showing how far she had to go.

“To a place of grave misfortune.” Cherry said. “I sensed the boy’s tragic fate several days ago, and wouldn’t you know it he had to fight demons.”

“Wait… are we talking about that Ataru Moroboshi boy? Who played tag with those aliens?” Sakura said, catching her breath and coughing up some phlegm. “I would think that… winning that contest to stop an alien invasion would be a sign of good luck.”

“What are you talking about?” Cherry said. You see? This is what he was talking about. Even his beloved niece was so short sighted. “Being forced to play games with demons is bad luck no matter how you slice it.”

“...Uncle, they are aliens, not demons. They just look like-” And then her leprosy kicked in and she started coughing up blood.

"They call themselves Oni," Cherry said. "They have horns on their head and fangs in their mouths. And they tried to enslave humanity by playing a game of tag. Furthermore they are clearly not of this world."

"Aliens," Sakura repeated, wiping her mouth. "Aliens are not of this world by definition."

"Don't be foolish, Sakura!" Cherry chastised. "It can also mean that they come from another nation on Earth. I bet they’re just Korean or Chinese demons. Maybe American, that male Oni was large enough..." He then let out a regretful sigh, “You have much to learn ch1ld, come, let us purify this household.”

Sakura wanted to sigh, but her pneumonia stopped her.

Mrs. Moroboshi and Lum actually had something in common. Both were sexually frustrated and, thanks to the society they lived in, didn’t have an outlet. The difference came from why they had no outlets. Lum came from biological facts about most galactical species. Mrs. Moroboshi’s came from the fact that society frowned on fucking your son. It didn’t help that her husband hadn’t been able to get it up for ten years.

Her son’s blind spot in picking up on his mother’s attraction to him was a constant source of frustration for Mrs. Moroboshi. Not that he would have returned that attraction, but she could pretend dammit! But now knowing that her son was, as she seethed downstairs, having a grand old time with Shinobu and that slutty alien girl… well.. She wasn’t quite happy.

“We’re having takeout for dinner.” She said.

Mr. Moroboshi sighed. “Of course.” He knew why. She was never in the mood to cook when their son was… getting busy in the house. Mr. Moroboshi wondered, not for the first time, if his son had stolen what little libdo he had somehow. Because his wife had become more and more insatiable while he was unable to do anything about it. He was sure if he could somehow get his son out of the house he’d be able to recover.

But there wasn’t any way to chase his far too horny son. Nothing could get rid of him. He was like a bad aroma. You think you're rid of it, but there it is. Right there. Waiting for the chance to get your attention while still lingering around. Until the boy went to college (if his wife even allowed him to leave instead of just rooming here in college) he was stuck with Ataru. Oh if only there was a way to get rid of him now and-

“Ah, I sense misfortune in these people.” The most horrifically ugly face imaginable suddenly filled his vision! “See? He’s weeping due to his distress.”

“I’m crying because of your face!” Mr. Moroboshi shouted. “What are you doing in my house!?”

“Ah allow me to introduce myself. I am Cherry, a humble monk. And this is my niece and apprentice, Sakura.” He gestured to a lovely, if slightly green and ill looking, young woman behind him.

“You’ve never taught me a damn thing.” Sakura said with a cough.

“I’ve sensed there is much misfortune in this household, and I’ve come to purify it.” Cherry explained. “I believe it’s centered around your son.”

“Excuse me? What’s wrong with Ataru?” Mrs. Moroboshi spoke up, and both Cherry and Sakura stared at her. She was still in the playboy bunny suit, after all.

“Well, for one thing you’re dressed so indecently.” Cherry said, “Clearly some sort of lust demon is plaguing-”

“I am dressed just fine for my household!” Mrs. Moroboshi said, hitting Cherry over the head with a big wooden mallet.

"Ah, my apologies," Sakura sniffed while wearing a traditional hakama. "If that is the case then I'm rather overdressed."

Cherry smacked his idiot niece on the head. Not that she seemed to notice as her hand spontaneously briefly turned bright green for a few seconds. “That seems interesting.” Sakura said, “So why are you wearing it?”

“Can’t a woman just want to look sexy?” Mrs. Moroboshi said with an annoyed groan.

"I wouldn't know," Sakura huffed. Her cheeks began to swell out. "Every time I put on a bikini some new ailment comes up. Usually I catch a cold and need to put more layers on..."

"This is not about your ailments, Sakura!" Cherry admonished. "You must always put the care of others above your own. Oh, is that pineapple? How rare, don't mind me..." He snatched one of the fruits that had been set up to decorate the table and peeled the skin off and devoured the fruit before anybody could do more than blink.

“Now then.” Cherry said like nothing had ever happened. “Where is the source of this misfortune.” He leaned over to look at Mrs. Moroboshi. The fact that he somehow managed to leer at her while clearly not being focused exclusively on her face was somehow unnerving. “Hmmm nope. No misfortune here. You’re perfectly fine.” He said.

“Pardon?” Mr. Moroboshi squeaked out.

“I sense no impurity in her. Just love for her son.” Cherry said. “No, I have no doubt the source of this rot comes from the head of the household.” He turned to Mr. Moroboshi, “No doubt you are posesseed or infected with some misfortune causing spirit.” At those words he slapped a ofuda onto Mr. Moroboshi’s head. “Begone!”

There was a brief silence, as Mr. Moroboshi peeled off the paper with the word “Purity” written on it. “Err, was that supposed to do anything.”

“If it had been something simple like a gaki yes.” Cherry said, “Alas, it would seem that we’ll need regular visits to properly purify this household.”

"Translation: He's found easy food marks to bilk off of," Sakura grumbled under her breath. Or at least she thought she did - some temporary deafness probably made her hearing go, so she was speaking louder than she realised. Luckily Cherry was too busy looking at the refrigerator and neither Moroboshi cared that much.

“Where’s your suicidal son?” Cherry asked.

“He’s up in his room, after Miss Lum came over to chat with him. And Miss Oyuki, and Shinobu…” Mr. Moroboshi said, any guilt at seeing his wife wince at the mention of all the lovely ladies his son attracted having faded long ago. Generally accepted to have happened the day he found a vibrator with Ataru’s name on it in the back of Mrs. Moroboshi’s closet.

“Your son is popular with girls.” Cherry said to Mrs. Moroboshi, “Hmph. No wonder he is suicidal," Cherry sniffed. "Boys should spend time with other boys. With that many girls in his life, resisting the lustful intent must be playing havoc on his soul."

This is the point where Mister Moroboshi left the conversation as he immediately broke out into an uncontrollable laughter that lasted the rest of the night.

Lum was no longer in a state of mind where time mattered. There was only herself and the hard, incredible, pleasurable dick being pumped inside her. This experience had no beginning, and God willing it would have no end as well. She had at some point slipped on top, and was using Ataru’s ability to last longer than five minutes to incredible effect. Grinding her hips down onto the man with such force that it was a wonder he’d be able to walk again. Not that he’d need to, if Lum had her way they’d be doing this when the last star went supernova.

Lum didn’t know how many orgasms it had been, after having three in a row she stopped bothering to count. It was taking up precious brainpower that could be used to instead commit this experience to her long term memory. The best day of her life, she’d remember this feeling for all etern-

“Oh it pains me to see youth falling to such base desires.”

That face! That face would haunt her nightmares until the end of time! “Aaaacccccckkk!” She shouted, and flew up out of reflex, popping Ataru out of her and snapping her out of her happy place. "The horror... the horror!"

“Well that’s just rude.” Cherry said.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” Shinobu said, “Old men are not allowed in here!”

Cherry glanced over at Shinobu. She was naked, sitting atop of Ataru’s head. “Nowhere is an old monk like me more welcome than in this den of iniquity”

“Wait, Shinobu? When did you get on Darling?” Lum asked.

Shinobu looked up at Lum, “Uh you’ve been making out with me while Ataru ate me out for the past… ten minutes? Around the time you got on top.”

“...I don’t remember making out with you” Lum said.

“Yeaaah I was wondering why you were calling be ‘Benten' and how amazing Ataru is.” Shinobu nodded in understanding. Lum noted that she had made no effort to cover herself up, nor climb off Ataru's face while they were speaking.

“Lust demons corrupting pure maidens, begone!” Cherry shouted, and threw prayer beads over Lum and Shinobu’s heads. “Think only pure thoughts!”

The next instant Lum felt some strange new sensation. Like her entire body was shaking and waves of blankless ran through it. If she had asked some of her targets they’d tell her that’s what getting zapped was like. But being immune to electricity normally she had no frame of reference for this feeling. “Wooaaahhh!” She fell to the ground, twitching a bit.

“As long as you think impure thoughts you will be punished.” Cherry said.

“Oooohhh buzzz this is kind of niccee..” Shinobu said,her eyes glazing over and she started humping Ataru’s mouth some more. She was now glowing with divine energy as the prayer beads tried to punish her.

“Ahhh ouch. Shinobu, that’s being done to you by an ugly old man.”

Shinobu halted, “Wait… ugg oh god is he getting off this!” In a flash she had pulled a blanket over herself and kicked Cherry into a wall. There was a satisfying crunch as he imbedded himself into it.

“What’s going on why did you two get off me.” Ataru sat up. In a flash Cherry was up in his face. “Oh my fucking god it’s you again!?”

“Young man, you must cease this tomfoolery, it will only lead you down a path of ruin.” Cherry said. “Not to mention the ch1ld support.” He nodded grimly, "Believe me, the last thing you need is to have to devote your time and energy into taking care of a helpless youth!"|

Ataru’s door opened, “Ah.. Uncle… the stairs, dammit I’m here!” Sakura limped into the room, her walking stick shaking with each step. “Damn Parkinson's!”

“See?” Cherry said, “This is the fate that awaits you.”

Sakura looked around, “Did… did an orgy happen in here?”

“Not yet.” Lum said, and got zapped by these stupid prayer beads for that thought.

“Fascinating.” Sakura said, before coughing up several ounces of phlegm and blood.

“Are you OK miss?” Ataru was immediately by her side, “Geez you look like you need to lie down.”

Sakura’s eyes widened at the sight of a naked man in front of her. Her eyes drifted down to the thing between his legs that Lum had been so attached to just minutes ago.

“Cleanse yourself young man!” Cherry threw a ring of beads over Ataru’s crotch. In a flash the very sky split open as a bolt of lightning struck him. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen that many impure thoughts being cleansed at once before.”

“Ah.” Sakura said, looking down at the twitching Ataru.

“I think our work here is done for today.” Cherry said, nodding solemnly at having done a good job. “Come Sakura, we can continue our work here another time.” He began walking out of the room.

But Uncle, I just got in here! Dammit!” Sakura groaned, and began following the old monk again. NOt because she wanted to, but because he had her medication.

“Wait! What’s your phone number?” Ataru said, grasping at the bottom of Sakura’s hakama, before getting struck by lightning again.

“Err, here’s my business card.” Sakura said, dropping a card on Ataru’s head.

“This says your blood type and what oregon's you need to live.” Ataru said.

“Oh that’s my donor card. Here’s my business card.” Sakura said, dropping a second card and then following after her Uncle.

Shinobu let out a sigh. “You know, I often hoped Ataru would get punished for his womanizing ways, but seeing it done so literally I feel… empty about it.”

“Probably because you’re getting hit for it too.” Lum said.

With the mood thoroughly killed they all got dressed and took off the prayer beads. That monk probably didn’t think that anybody would do that.

“There are people who advocate not having sex!?” Lum said, gasping at the absurdity of it. “I… that’s silly! It’s like saying you shouldn’t drink water!”

Shinobu wanted to protest, but she was still enjoying the afterglow of Ataru’s tongue work enough to forget that she’s supposed to be a good “normal” girl.

“Something about how desires lead to sin and all that jazz.” Ataru said, “Load of bunk I think. We’ve got these desires why not use em?”

“He almost sounds wise for a second.” Shinobu said.

Lum nodded, it did make sense. She smiled gently. “Well that was… amazing.” She had never felt that good, ever, and now… “Wait!” She said, jumping up into the air. “I… feel weird.”

“What? Did you catch something from that priestess?” Shinobu said.

“No! It’s like… I feel light. Lighter than I ever felt before. And it’s like everything’s a lot sharper.” Lum scratched her cheek. “I feel like I can think clearer than I can remember…”

“Err, are you just not horny?” Ataru said.

Lum froze midair. “Not… horny?” She frowned, and she realized that Ataru was speaking the truth. She didn’t feel even the slightest urge to find a man and feed him to mate. For the first time since she had hit puberty no part of her mind was calculating how to get Rei to show attention. How to get man hard. She was… was free to think clearly! “Oh my fucking god. Is this how men feel, all the time!?”

“Not me!” Ataru protested. "I'm never not horny."

“I can think of so many things I can do now! Oh fuck you evolution! You’ve hampered my brain with so much horniness that I didn't have time to think of so much more I can do with life!” Lum laughed, “And thanks to Darling once I get horny again I’ll just get relief again! And again!” She continued to laugh, maniacally.

“Uncle what is that laughter coming from the Moroboshi house?” Sakura asked.

“Ah, that is the laughter of someone finally achieving enlightenment. Treasure it. Sakura.” Cherry said, “Well, or else it’s the sound evil, revelling in its own wickedness and the corruption of innocent souls," Cherry ominously intoned. "They often sound disturbingly similar."

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Tritan

Fri Oct 26 22:36:04 2018

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