Al Fresco: An Erotic Sci Fi Tale

For some reason he felt the urge to go for a walk. "Maybe a mugger will kill me while I'm strolling through the park," he mused.

A light rain and cool breeze were Al's companions on this early fall night -- the park was deserted and quiet. When the silence was disturbed by a faint humming sound, Al barely noticed, so lost was he in his problems. When his skin began to tingle, however, he noticed at once and stopped dead in his tracks.

"Wha-what's happening?"

Al felt like a million tiny insects were crawling across his skin. He screamed, and was frozen in place, his howl of terror cut off in mid burst as the world he knew disappeared. Thankfully, Al fainted, his body taking resort to this defense against what was perceived as an assault on his sanity; which is why he did not take note of his surroundings again for some time. Let's just say, for the sake of moving the story along, that he went *somewhere* and met *someone* (or a number of *someones*) who changed his life forever.

You see, we are definitely *not* alone in this universe, and there *are* beings more intelligent, more powerful, and much more open minded about sex in the vast expanses of sidereal space.Al had been observed for some time by these benevolent space beings. We'll call them the Polymorphs. We couldn't pronounce their name for themselves (any more than I could spell it), so Polymorphs will have to do. The Poly's or Morphs if you will, are a race of *true* hermaphrodites. No, not the fake ones in Paul Norman movies... These are real. And, they can change themselves, by a mere thought, to emphasize either male or female characteristics. At any rate, they had been watching Al, and decided to make him a test case. They wanted to see if it was possible, using their advanced science, to take a human being and transform it into a Polymorph. It was a dangerous procedure. Had they not known Al's mental state, and that he wanted to end his life anyway, they would not have risked it.