I Married An Alien

I Married An Alien by Emma Daniels, Ethan Somerville

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broken free and run back to the sobbing women, but something told me I’d end up bodily removed from the room, just like a cave girl. I much preferred to go under my own steam. Besides, I’d had enough of their company. Despite my apprehension about what would happen next, I was rather intrigued by this tall alien man, and thought despite my reservations he’d be much more interesting company. I mean how many people did I know who had actually left Earth’s orbit?
    “ Can’t we at least say goodbye? Emily-Sue cried.
    A tearful farewell was the last thing I wanted, so I hastened my exit, also managing to get away from the overwhelming presence of my new-found companion and the pressure of that huge warm hand against my back. Once we were out in the corridor, officials directed us in opposite directions anyway, at least for now.
    I was escorted back to my suite to collect my belongings. I crammed them into my case as fast as I could, hating the way every move I made was being watched by that odious little official and his off-sider. Then I found myself in the elevator once more, heading to yet another floor. Trying to keep track of where I was going proved futile. They all looked the same. Soon I was completely disoriented and lost.
    In the end I was ushered into a curtained chamber with a view over the ocean. The planet’s three moons were bright tonight, something I hadn’t noticed from the other side of the building looking down on the city skyline. It was a breathtaking scene, but I wasn’t given time to admire it. An Earthean woman appeared from another room and beckoned me to join her.
    I entered what appeared to be a change room, and in front of me hang the most beautiful satin dress I had ever seen. So brides still wore white, I reasoned, as the woman introduced herself. That set me to wondering if as Anita, I was still a virgin. I had absolutely no idea!
    “ My name is Dana, and I’ve been living on Terron for twenty years,” she said, sounding quite proud of the fact. I turned to regard her. If she’d been mated to one of the Terrons, she must have done so in her twenties, which would make her close to my real age, but this woman looked so ageless it was impossible to determine her age. She had sleek black hair, intelligent brown eyes, and smooth clear skin any teenager would be proud of.
    “ You don’t look like you’ve been here that long.” I just had to say it.
    She smiled, but didn’t answer my question. “I think you will look absolutely stunning in this dress.” She fingered the satiny materiel of the gown.
    “ If it fits,” I remarked.
    “ They always fit,” she asserted. “It’s made from the materiel the Terrons make most of their clothes out of. Unfortunately they won’t let us take a sample back to Earth to analyze. It would save a fortune in the clothing industry because it stretches so far and seems to last forever.”
    If fashion now was anything like my time, then cloth like this would close down the entire clothing industry, but I didn’t comment. I let her help me out of my blue dress and into the new one, for which I wasn’t permitted to wear my bra or even my panties. It wasn’t until I had the garment on that I realized why support wasn’t necessary. The dress clung to me so well that it held me in and hugged me in all the right places, although I wasn’t impressed with the more than ample amount of cleavage now on display.
    But I couldn’t help enjoying the sensual feel of the materiel against my skin. It was soft and light, almost like wearing nothing at all. The long flowing skirt fluttered about my legs like the caress of a thousand butterflies. And, unlike lycra, it breathed.
    “ Now in keeping with Earth tradition, a fingertip veil.” Dana pulled a mass of white tulle festooned with pearls from the dresser behind her. She fluffed it out and affixed it to the top of my head with a pearl and crystal encrusted comb.
    I’m getting married Mother, I couldn’t

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