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Author's infos Gender: Female Age: 57 Location: N/A |
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| Introduction: Jennfer's Story, the continuing saga of cryptozoological research | ||
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Jennifer's Story: Dr. Greenwell said I'm right, she does know what happened since I got back to the research station so she said I don't have to write anymore. I decided to keep a journal though and she said that's OK and maybe she'll read it sometime. I'm in sort of a hospital room here and there is a real doctor, an MD I mean, not a PhD. like Dr. Greenwell. She and three nurses are taking care of me. Cindee, that's what Dr. Greenwell says I should call her, and Dr. Edwards talked to me. They said they can't take the eggs out. They said not to worry, that the eggs won't hurt me, but I don't know how they can know that, so I'm scared. They check on me everyday. They take vital signs all the time and they draw blood everyday. They say that I'm fine but I'm still scared. Almost everyday they do an ultrasound. They don't let me see the monitor, but Cindee and Dr. Edwards look at it and ask the technician to do things. Sometimes Dr. Edwards takes the probe herself and moves it around on my belly while she and Cindee look at the screen and whisper to each other. The first couple days my belly hurt a lot. One of the nurses said it was because my uterus had to stretch so much when the mantis oviposited it's eggs in me, Oviposited is a kind of awkward word, but it sounds better than "laid it's eggs in me." After a couple days it didn't hurt as much any more. Cindee asked me If I wanted to see the tapes taken from the helicopter of the mantises flying with me. At first I said no, why would I wan't to relive that terrifying experience? After I thought about it though I found myself wondering. The whole experience was kind of a blur. I realized I couldn't remember exactly what had happened and I wanted to. I told Cindee and I thought she would have to go get a tape or something but it turned out that all she needed to do was enter some numbers on the TV remote in my room and she could play it right there. At first there was just a tiny dot against the blue sky but quickly the camera zoomed in on a mantis. It was face on and from below. The mantis was carrying a girl and although the range was extreme, you could tell it was me. The camera zoomed in even more and now I could clearly tell it was me. Cindee explained that the camera was gyroscopically stabilized and mounted on the helicopter mast so the rotor blades didn't interfere. It was also radar guided so once it locked in on a target it could zoom in to make it look like it was only feet away. The mantis had me by the shoulders with it's front legs and alreaady had a grip around my waist with it's middle pair of legs. The helicopter must have been circling behind us because the view was now more from behind as the mantis reached with it's back legs and took a grip on my thighs, then started to pry my legs apart. It pushed my knees out and forward, opening my thighs and exposing my slit. The position opened me up and you could see everything. I glanced at Cindee but she was looking at the screen. I noticed one of my nurses, Kelly, was also in the room and watching too. She reached and squeezed my hand and I went back to watching myself on the screen. I don't know if the helicopter was a lot closer now or if the camera was just zoomed tighter, but you couldn't see much of the mantis except it's feet. My body filled almost the whole screen. Then you could see the tip of the mantises abdomen as it was bending down and foward toward me. The ovipositor slid out of the tip of the creature's abdomen and you could see this green slimy fluid leaking from the tip and streaming back along the tapered shaft of the ovipositor. You could also see me, wide eyed, staring at the ovipositor as it got closer to my then still virgin sex. Cindee patted me on the shoulder, "OK, hon?" she asked me. I nodded. Once I started watching this I was fascinated. The zoologist in me watched with a kind of detached interest, but I also found myself becoming aroused again, knowing what was going to happen to my screen self. Cindee and Kelly stood alongside my bed, one holding each of my hands as we watched the tip of the ovipositor slowly get closer and closer to my apex. Then you could see me jerk as the green coated organ touched my tender spot. I gasped, remembering the sensation. Cindee squeezed my hand. "Sorry," I mumbled, "It's just that it was....." "I know," she said. Once it touched me, the tip of the ovipositor seemed to thin out and wiggle around, kind of like a finger. Then you could see it slip inside me. Cindee stopped the tape and rewound it a bit, showing the penetration again. "See that?" she asked. "That's one thing we discovered from this tape. We think that the prehensile tip can get even thinner, and is used to gain entry to the cervix, then expands, dilating the cervix for implantation." The tip had dissapeared into me, followed by the tapering shaft. You could see muscular undualtions of the shaft as it pushed further into me. You could see me jerk again, and I knew that must have been the moment when my hymen broke. Cindee patted my hand again. "Sorry," she whispered, "We knew you were a virgin but we really couldn't think of a way to, um...." she tailed off. "You knew this was going to happen to me?" "Uh, no. Not exactly." "No," I said. "Why would it make a difference if I was a virgin? You knew this was going to happen!" Cindee looked at Kelly and shut the tape off. She took a deep breath. "OK. We were going to tell you anyway and I guess you deserve to know the truth. Yes, we knew, even planned, that you would be snatched and mated by the mantids. Would you have accepted an internship if you knew the details beforehand?" I shook my head. "We didn't think so either. Oh, we could have offered a lot of money, and probably found girls who were willing to take the risks, but we felt we needed scientifically trained observers. Thats why we recruited zoology, biology and other science majors. The pool of candidates was further limited, at least for this 'special' group of interns because besides the obvious need to be female, we needed very petite females. The mantises have only a limited lift capacity afterall." Well, that explained why Dr. Cheswin actually had a scale in his briefcase when they came to my university to interview. He said it was because it was expensive to fly cargo to South America and that every ounce counts, but I always wondered why everyone but me and the other three girls that flew down with me seemed to be normal sized. Cindee continued, "We needed girls that the mantises could carry to sufficient altitude to complete the mating process. We have records of many documented abductions of native girls, who generally are smaller than Europeans or Americans, but most were never seen again after being carried off and those very few that we have found are either incapable or unwilling to give a coherent account of their experience. We needed trained observers." "So," I said, "The promises about helping me in graduate school were just to trick me into an insect sex experiment?" "It's more important than that." She didn't seem inclined to continue so I asked, "So even though these girls can't tell you what you want to know, did you find out enough to say the eggs won't hurt me?" She looked away. "We know other ways," she said quietly. "You see, I went through the same thing." "What thing?" She looked back at me. "I was snatched off of an observation tower just like you were. I was impregnated by them just like you. That's how we know." "Then why did you need me? Why did I have to go through it?" "Because when I was taken, we didn't really understand what would happen. They didn't make proper preparations. Those 'immunizations' you got before you left Texas? You were implanted with a microchip so we could track you. As soon as we saw you were moving, and how fast, we knew a mantis had you and we got the helicopter in the air. I wasn't chipped. The mantis set me down in the jungle after I was impregnated and even though they searched, they didn't find me till after the babies were born. We must have the live specimens, which mine simply went their own way and left me after they hatched." I put my hand on my tummy. "Is it going to hurt?" "Nuh-uh. In fact, it will feel good." "If it's so important, why didn't you just volunteer to let them take you again?" "It would be too dangerous. I weigh at least 15 pounds more than you. I wasn't recruited when they were looking for petite girls, it was only lucky that they didn't drop me. As it was, they only had time to implant three eggs, you have seven." I guess I should have been glad I was only 4'11" and 93lbs, except that if I was bigger I wouldn't even be here. "After they finally found me, Dr. Cheswin decided we needed some girls that were scientists, yet tiny enough to be mated in the air. We arranged for all four of you interns to be alone on observation towers close to where native girls had been snatched. Your underwear was 'lost' from your laundry and all you had to wear were dresses and skirts so that clothing wouldn't get in the way of the mating. I myself was taking advantage of the solitude of the observation platform to work on my all over tan, so clothing wasn't a problem. Fortuitous, as it seems that when the mantises snatch a native who happens to be wearing western style dress or trousers, they tend to simply drop them into the jungle." "I can understand why you're upset," Dr. Greenwell said. "We can't let you leave till the eggs hatch, but once that is done, all you'll have to do is sign a non-disclosure agreement and you'll be back home, but with a nice little annuity as compensation. The gentleman who funds our research has very deep pockets." "What about the other three interns? Are they still out there?" "Uh, two of them are." "The other one was taken like me? Is she here? Can I talk to her?" "Well, the males failed to catch her after she was implanted. We told her family she was in a truck that went off one of the mountain roads. They were pretty upset, but they calmed down some when we explained that all our employees are covered by a $2,000,000 life insurance policy." I was horrified. "The other two are still out there? Even after you have me stuffed with monster eggs? Can't you bring them back?" "We were waiting to see that your eggs hatched successfully, but I will ask Dr. Cheswin what can be done." Nobody said anything for awhile. "Well," I finally broke the silence, "Let's see the rest fo the tape." Cindee looked a little surprised but then she started the tape back up and we three watched together. ********* To be continued. |
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