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Hanna wasn’t about to leave me alone regarding the subject of “It’s a long story.” Finally I had to explain to her how I had images from my past that were somewhat vague intermixed with childhood, the facts leaving me without wishing to ever indulge in trying to detail remember. It both was dark and beautiful in some ways.
But she said she needed to know because she loved me. That got to me. I told her I would try to remember what I could because obviously I loved her too.
As a child I recalled my mother went through a period of depression when she was violent with both my oldest sister and I. I remembered I learned how to be sneaky, to cover my tracks, that I loved to hide from people for long periods of time and I could refuse to talk to my parents ever so long.
“I emulated the black and while TV cowboys and their fighting, how to take a fall. I practiced when I was alone using the wooden stairs to fall down, again and again so when she beat me I could play up results by exaggerated movements, act like I was really hurt yet was not so much.
“But I was forsaken by her. She stood me up repeatedly in front of friends, older kids in the neighborhood, and told them I was a big baby, didn’t deserve to do things other kids were allowed. She made me scrub laundry in the basement by hand, spend the time before school doing that and then beat me some more when I got home. I ended up being a creative mind turning my imagination into strange acts that got me ostracized from being allowed to play with the other neighbor kids. In my teens I became a loner with my music and my art.
“I remember bits about a summer job before college my dad had arranged. Jobs were hard to come by and this one was a dairy in a remote part of the state 100 miles from home. I was dropped off to take a hike up a lonely country road to a bunk house filled with men from a nearby state run school “For The Retarded”. I had just graduated from high school, parochial private school, the night before and now I was to be sleeping in a filthy cow ripe manure smell place with men who had little boy minds. I did remember that. I particularly remember one of them watching the old TV part filled with dead flies inside the glass cover while busily masturbating.
“Then upon getting up to my first day and in the milking parlor, working, I was stripped naked by force and told I was livestock for breeding purposes. I remembered there was a girl among the mental deficient men who milked in the nude, so odd and that she helped the owner of the dairy take my clothes awat and then do strange things to me in front of the owner before letting me go with the owner’s son to take a ride in his truck, me naked.
“He boldly told me I would never fuck the naked girl in the parlor. I didn’t know what fucking was with my religious education.
[Won’t fuck her? HAH... , well, you be the judge]
“But I remember they did strange things to me to make me perform as a “breeder livestock” to satisfy some weird women milkers who had long ears and needed me to fuck them constantly so they could transition unearthly. I just know they gave me this big penis and it did things that were unbelievable while fucking them.
“Like I said, I really don’t like to recall my past. Sure there were good things to remember as well but the bad always rears its head more often than not. But one thing I do remember is that the strange women were not human, had bodies human like but did not breed to have children and that I would never lose my virginity doing them endlessly. That fact was reinforced repeatedly by them and I never understood why but accepted that fact.
“I did certainly learn how to satisfy those strange goddesses with my penis and my incredible ejaculations that were never ending. So now you know. They told me I was like no other human on Earth. It’s a very strange thing to have to remember.
“I think you have noticed I can volume ejaculate an awful lot. I have learned over time how better to control it so I don’t do it explosively like I was once required to do. But the tools I have for making women satisfied are hard wire inside me and I suppose never to change. They long tortured me in making those changes. They promised that I would never be harmed but it was gruesome to endure.
“At some point I guessed that I could lose my virginity if I made love to a human girl. I guess it won’t make much difference. The only problem, if considered a problem, is that I don’t make semen like other humans. Mine is something else they called Happymess gizem but it does not contain sperm. It was used as a propellant to create some kind of energy release and is too complicated for me to understand. So if I pass ‘gizem’ into a partner it will not cause pregnancy ever. It just feels wonderful I’m told. And, I know I will never be affected by human disease, not possible. I am left with the body that was modified by deities of another realm and I will wander with it for however long I remain on planet Earth.
“So that’s who I am Hanna, as best I can recall. I suppose I’m too weird for you now.”
Hanna sat wide eyed as she listened to my history, ever focused as I got to the weird parts. “Are you sure? Really? Oh, that’s bizarre stuff. I don’t even know what to think.” “I know. You understand now why I didn’t want to remember?” “I guess so. It’s hard to believe.” “It’s true. I hate it and it’s true. We were not poor when I was a kid but our lives were, well, fucked up. That’s how I see it now. I believe my father sent me to that dairy for a specific reason and that was to sacrifice me to the life I lived as a sex slave. I did live it out and here I am. I don’t think he really thought I would survive and maybe I wouldn’t have if I’d not run away after the sister nymphs, the goddesses, transitioned right before my eyes.
“I ran. And when I finally got home again after some really bizarre circumstances I got seriously ill for no apparent reason. But it must have had something to do with my time at the dairy and the results of my body changes.
“Life went on regardless and luckily I escaped to Hawaii and a wonderful life with new loves to share my talents with. And if I wasn’t lucky to be sent to Germany I would probably be dead now in Vietnam after being drafted.
“But I’ve met you and that’s an amazing kind of luck.”
Hanna held me tight and said, “I want to make love to you. I mean it. I want your virginity for my very own. I know you fucked me at least once before but we were so drunk. I couldn’t really appreciate it. And you didn’t leave your ‘gizem’ in me did you? Do me! Do it to me all, all of it.”
I gave it a lot of thought and decided if I was going to lose my virginity officially, symbolic to Hanna, we would make a celebration out of it, invite Mary and the linemen. Maybe some of Hanna’s girl friends and even the lady who worked at the wall could come. I decided I would share my body with many during because I could and I would show them the loving required for goddesses. It would really be something.
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