They had been monitoring radio and television transmissions from Earth for decades. Viewing television shows like “Leave it to Beaver”, “I Love Lucy”, and “The Andy Griffith Show” as well as shows from other countries around the world, they had learned our languages. Even more important, we looked exactly like them.
A war had ravaged their world. The last survivors, numbering around 5,000, boarded the interstellar transport ship and fled their dying world. A wormhole from their solar system opened up just behind Jupiter and they used what Earthlings called hyperspace to get past Mars and the asteroid belt to where they could see the Earth. Nearly out of fuel, many systems malfunctioning, they knew they had to risk an immediate landing on Earth. Using cloaking technology, they were not detected by Earth telescopes or radar and they entered our atmosphere and crashed landed in the Arizona desert, not far from a military base called Area 51.
Soldiers were dispatched to investigate a report of a meteor strike on the outskirts of the base. When they arrived, they found not a meteor but a spacecraft. It was damaged, but still intact. The officer in charge radioed the base for scientists to be sent out to the site and when they arrived they were not prepared for what they found……..a spacecraft the size of a tractor trailer truck !!! Gieger counters revealed no radioactivity so they approached the space craft. Suddenly, a small opening appeared in the hull of the craft and two of the aliens emerged, walking down a ramp and took a few steps towards the scientists and looked up…..while they looked as human as the scientists and soldiers on site, the aliens were only six inches tall.
After in depth discussions between the lead scientist and the captain of the spacecraft, it was decided to transport the entire population of the craft to the base, all 4,953 of them. Nearly three quarters of the passengers were female, most of the males having been killed in their war. A temporary building was set up for them and their supplies until more suitable quarters could be built. In fact, almost immediately, a 1/12 size community was under construction. It would be the size of a small city for the aliens but the size of a suburban backyard to the Earth people. A painstaking examination of every alien was conducted by Earth doctors and alien doctors. Even DNA between the species was nearly identical, other than their size the only difference was their blood types. They had blood matching our “O”, “B” and a third type which was named Blood Type “C”.
The craft was transported to the base and once all the aliens were found to be in good health and properly quartered, lengthy discussions took place between the alien scientists, engineers and technicians and their Earth counterparts. Keeping the presence of the aliens in complete secrecy, only personnel who responded to the original crash site were permitted anywhere near the aliens or their craft. One of these authorized persons was a nineteen year old PFC named Joshua Williams. He was one of the guards who protected the aliens from unauthorized persons or any of the slew of small predatory animals that scurried, flew or crawled around the base. Within six months, the entire city for the aliens was complete and all the aliens were moved into it. Joshua’s duties were easy. He spent an eight hour shift sitting in a chair fifty feet from the city and once every thirty minutes, he walked around the city, never more than twenty five feet from it’s perimeter. Other than that, he only had to notify his OIC if there was an emergency or one of the alien scientists wished to meet with an Earth scientist.
One night, he was standing, or actually sitting guard over the city when he felt a slight tug on the string of one of his boots. He looked down and saw an alien standing next to his foot. He carefully got out of the chair and squatted down, thinking there was some emergency in the city and this alien was seeking help. As he leaned down more, he saw to his surprise, and more to his delight, the alien was a beautiful female teenager. He asked her if she needed help and she said no, but she was lonely. With three female aliens to every one male alien, she was missing male companionship, even if it was with a giant ten times her size. Joshua carefully set his hand down on the sand, palm up, and the alien girl climbed onto his hand and settled herself in the center of his palm. Joshua carefully stood up, then sat back down in the chair. As he had to look down at her, he could see she had a gorgeous body with ample breasts and a nice firm butt, which she occasionally rubbed on his hand as she wriggled around changing positions. They spent the rest of his shift talking about anything and everything. Her real name could not be pronounced by an Earthling so she adopted the Earth name Mya. When he had to make his rounds, he put her on his shoulder and she rode on his patrol around the city. About a half hour prior to his relief, he set her back down on the ground. She asked him if he was on duty the next night and she smiled when he said yes. Mya turned and he watched as she ran back to the city. Just as she reached the outermost fence, she turned and waved at him, then climbed the fence and disappeared into the city. The next night, about an hour into his shift, he felt the tug on his bootlace again. The little alien girl was there again. He reached down and let her climb onto his hand and he lifted her up and set her in his lap.
These clandestine meetings went on for a month. Each night Mya would meet him at his post, spend the rest of his shift with him, then get back home before morning. They began to spend a little less time talking and a little more kissing, or at least as much kissing as a five inch tall girl could kiss a six foot tall boy. A little heavy petting began too, but it was a little one sided as Joshua had to keep his fly closed and be on alert for the sudden appearance of the night OIC. Then one morning, she told Joshua she didn’t have to go home that morning. A friend would cover for her and she wanted to go home with him. Since being assigned as an enlisted man at Area 51 was not a choice duty station, each man had a private room. Just before he was relieved, he slipped Mya into his pocket and once his relief arrived and received Joshua’s report, leaving out feeling up Mya of course, he returned to his room. He took her out of his pocket and set her down on his bed. She promptly began stripping off all her clothes then told him to do the same. The two lay on the bed together, both lying on their opposite sides, staring at each other. Joshua leaned down and Mya stretched up and they kissed, then Joshua began to kiss her tiny breasts, then began to run the tip of his tongue up and down her belly and breasts, then moved it down between her legs, where he continued to lick her inner thighs and vagina until she finally climaxed, her first by another person. She laid on his chest panting like a lizard in the sun. Once she recovered, he crawled down to his crotch and mounted his johnson, now standing at full attention. She tried to get him off by herself, but Joshua saw she would be unable to so he gently wrapped his hand around her and stroked himself with her until he finally came. The geyser of ejaculate shot straight up, coming down on top of Mya. She promptly scooped up a handful of it and rubbed it all over herself, paying particular attention to her vagina. Afterwards, Joshua carried her to the bathroom and thoroughly washed her clean, then cleaned himself. Once he dried her off with a corner of a towel, he carried her back to the bed where they fell asleep, he on his side and she tucked up under his chin. That evening, he slipped her in his pocket and reported for his shift on night watch of the alien city.
For the next several weeks, Mya met with Joshua on his post and whenever she could manage, she would spend the day with him in his room. Until, one windy night on his post, Mya naked in his lap, Joshua didn’t hear the OIC approaching. They lovebirds were busted. Another soldier was summoned to take over Joshua’s post and he and Mya were escorted to the OIC’s office where Joshua got the chewing out of his life. Mya was returned to the city where the “mayor” was advised of their mischief. Mya was reassigned to quarters where she could be more closely watched and Joshua was assigned to desk duty, typing written reports into the computer. Forbidden to see each other, both were miserable for the next three months until one day, Joshua was summoned to the lab. When he arrived, he saw Mya lying on the examination table, noticeably chubbier than when he last saw her. The doctor advised Joshua an ultrasound confirmed that Mya was pregnant. Joshua’s face fell into a look of total despair and betrayal. He asked her how she could have cheated on him. Mya said in a soft voice, barely loud enough for him to hear, that he was the only man he had ever been with.
The doctor told her that it was impossible for her to become impregnated by an Earthman. She adamantly stood her ground that Joshua had been the only lover she had ever had. The doctor decided to run a blood test on the fetus. Mya was type O and Joshua was type A. When the test was complete the doctor turned to Joshua and congratulated him.
"The proof is in the pudding. The baby is type A. You're a daddy."
Mya was moved into Joshua’s room. One of the scientist’s wives made her a dollhouse sized bedroom for her to sleep in, though she rarely slept in it. Joshua kept his job at the computer, but Mya was permitted to be with him. Mya eventually gave birth to a perfectly normal, for an alien, baby boy, the first human-alien hybrid.
