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Subject: {ASSM} The Danger of a Closed Mind (scifi mc Fdom humor nosex)
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WARNING: This is a work of erotic fiction. It contains depictions of
nudity and graphic sex.

Author: A Strange Geek
Title: The Danger of a Closed Mind
Summary: A very short cautionary tale of the danger of a closed mind

Keywords: scifi, mc, Fdom, humor, nosex

(Alternate title: The Voluptuous Vixens From Venus)

Copyright A Strange Geek, 2006

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The last brilliant minds of Earth sat around the table in fierce
debate.

"The notion that the planet Venus can support life," said the
astrophysicist, casting a supercilious gaze as he adjusted his glasses,
"is patently absurd. Temperatures that would melt lead! Pressures that
would crush you flat as a pancake! Searing vapors of sulfuric acid that
would burn your lungs out! No, it is silly idea. It is not even worth
considering."

"Moreover, the concept of practical interplanetary travel," said the
engineer as he shuffled papers about before him, "is a fantasy. To move
anything more than a small probe or a few human beings would cost such
astronomical expenditures of energy that it would be unfeasible,
uneconomical, and unproductive."

"And none of this bullshit about our lack of preparedness!" thundered
the four-star general, banging his meaty fist on the table. "The most
technologically advanced army in history! An air force second to none!
Forty thousand megatons of nuclear firepower! Nothing ain't gonna get
through that!"

"In support of the sentiments stated by my most esteemed and
intelligent colleagues," said the politician, flashing his most
telegenic smile, "I must state that no fair vote has been conducted as
far as I am aware to pass the yoke of government on to any new entity.
I have seen no formal campaign, no lobbying, not even so much as a
letter-writing campaign to suggest that anything has changed. My
constituents continue to place their faith in me as their
representative, and I shall continue to uphold that office to the best
of my ability."

"Not to belabor the point, but as a matter of anatomy," began the
biologist as she crossed one leg casually over the other, "it is
foolish to believe that the evolution of an alien life form could track
so closely to that of /homo sapiens/ to such a degree that not only do
the creatures look at least superficially like us, but are also
compatible with us sexually and are capable of invoking the same
physiological responses. The odds of such an occurrence are so
astronomically against as to be immeasurable."

"Furthermore, the human brain is a complex organ," piped the
neuroscientist, his eyes hard. "Far more complex than the most
intricately designed computer! It is not simply a machine that can be
programmed and manipulated at will! Anyone who can claim they can do
such is no better than a phrenologist! Mind control? Bah! Nothing more
than pseudo-scientific claptrap!"

A chorus of agreement rippled around the table, with many nodding of
heads.

"If you are all quite finished," said the alien, a trace of amusement
in her voice. "May I speak?"

A nervous silence descended upon the table.

The alien leader stepped forward. Her ample breasts bounced noticeably
behind the tiny triangles of gleaming silver that held them barely in
check. Her hips swung provocatively with each footfall, the narrow
strip of shiny material at the apex of her thighs outlining every small
intimate detail of her intimate folds. She flashed a sultry smile with
her ruby-red lips, tossing back her mane of long, golden hair.

"A very fine debate," she said. "Worthy of your years of education.
However, also woefully out of pace with the facts."

She lifted her hands briefly. Her loyal compatriots behind her stepped
forward, each as dazzlingly beautiful and voluptuous as the next. "For
instance, we do indeed come from 'uninhabitable' Venus. And I am sure
you have seen the thousands of large 'unfeasible' spacecraft in orbit
about your planet. Surely you noticed them when they neutralized your
'advanced' military. And there was nothing to put to a 'vote', not when
we could conquer you instead."

She made an unobtrusive gesture. The others spread out around the room.
Anxious glances were exchanged as each took position behind one
delegate at the table. Each held something behind her back.

The alien leader's smile widened. "And as for anatomy ..." In two
smooth motions, she parted with what little clothing clung to her body,
leaving her naked. Her nipples were excited, slightly raised and hard.
Moisture gathered in the pinkness of her pussy. "See for yourself. By
your own standards, I am quite sexy and desirous. Can you say that none
of you are reacting to my nudity? That you are not having ..." She
leaned forward, letting her breasts dangle under her. "...
physiological responses?"

The delegates shifted in their seats, looking as if the temperature had
suddenly risen in the room.

The alien leader straightened and made another gesture. Each of her
cohorts revealed a shiny gold band from behind her back.

"And your brains? Complex, yes. Incapable of being controlled? I
suppose you're about to find out, aren't you?"

One of the scientists dared to speak. "Uh ... well ... I guess ...
(ahem) all things considered ... there's a small chance we, uh ...
might be wrong ..."

The alien leader laughed. "Oh, very good! It's always good to keep an
open mind to new ideas. Too bad it came a little late."

She nodded once. One by one, the delegates were fitted with their
Collars of Obedience.

"Bring them to the Pleasure Dome," she ordered with a wicked grin. "And
let's see if we can open a little more than just their minds."



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