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   Nikki@P.U. to All   
   A Commodities Epic 3 The Parisian School   
   30 Sep 06 19:10:04   
   
   A Commodities Epic 3 The Parisian Schoolgirl   
      
   By Old Boy (SciFi, M/g)   
      
   This is a continuation story as part of Loki925's series, done with his   
   permission. This is a work of pure fiction and does not resemble   
   anything or anyone in reality, whatever that may be.   
      
   Part 3: The Parisian Schoolgirl   
      
   My name is Babette. I am a young French schoolgirl, nine years old, and   
   I live in Paris, the best city in all the world. I know that I am very   
   pretty. My Papa is a very important man in the government. Our family is   
   wealthy, and we do not have anything to do with the lower class people.   
   They are beneath our notice.   
      
   One day I realize that something very important is happening. All the   
   grownups seem to be very concerned about something strange that is going   
   on. I don't really understand it, as I am just a little girl. But I know   
   that my favorite TV shows are not on, and instead there are continuous   
   news broadcasts. I hear my Papa and Mama discussing whatever it is that   
   is happening.   
      
   Papa is saying that he is offended. "The Emissary from Alpha Centauri   
   has announced that he will meet with the leaders of the United States,   
   Russia, Japan, Germany and England at the United Nations to discuss   
   trade. How dare he fail to include France? Sacre bleu! I will not let   
   this insult go unanswered. On behalf of France and our people, I will   
   contact him and let him know that France needs to be included in any   
   trade agreement."   
      
   Mama says, "But cheri, do you think that is wise? You know that China   
   contacted him, and the news says that suddenly there is no electricity   
   anywhere in China. All the electronics are gone, and they cannot even   
   start up newer cars with electronic ignitions, not to mention all the   
   other terrible disruptions going on there. Perhaps it would be wiser to   
   wait and see what happens at the United Nations."   
      
   Papa says, "I must uphold the honor of France. I will not tolerate such   
   an insult, regardless of the consequences. Vive la France!" With that   
   Papa stormed out of the house, saying he was going directly to the   
   government broadcast center, to contact the alien Emissary and to uphold   
   the honor of France. I didn't quite understand it, but I was very proud   
   of my Papa.   
      
   A couple of hours later all the lights and electricity went out   
   throughout Paris, and maybe even throughout France. Then strange looking   
   mechanical beings appeared all over the city, robots or androids. People   
   were terrified, running all around and screaming. The androids were   
   invading homes and seeking out young girls like me. Nobody could stop   
   them. Policemen found that they were unable to fire their guns at these   
   beings, or even to approach them.   
      
   Mama hid me under my bed but it did no good. The android sensed that I   
   was there, and he dragged me out from under my bed. He put his appendage   
   right up against the crotch of my panties and he sensed me in a way that   
   made me tingle all over. I nearly peed. I'm not quite sure what he was   
   looking for, but later I learned that he was sensing to see if I was a   
   virgin. Only the prettiest virgins in Paris, girls from seven to eleven   
   years old, were taken by the androids.   
      
   There were several hundred of us girls altogether who found ourselves   
   packed together on a strange spaceship. As it lifted off of the ground,   
   and as we rose above Paris, there was suddenly a bright flash of light.   
   As the momentary blindness left our eyes we girls were able to look down   
   upon the city. That beautiful city, our home, was suddenly gone. There   
   was nothing left of it but a big black pit in the ground. Even the   
   beautiful Seine River was dried up. How we girls wept and cried out,   
   seeing our families and our city were all gone.   
      
   Suddenly the spaceship was moving at incredible speed, leaving Earth   
   behind us. Within a matter of a few minutes we were rapidly   
   decelerating, and then landing on Mars. It was there that we girls saw   
   that the space ship we thought was so large was actually only a smaller   
   auxiliary ship. The real main space ship must be a kilometer high and   
   several kilometers around from what we saw.   
      
   The androids escorted us girls off of the ship and onto the much bigger   
   ship. It was truly huge. It had comfortable accommodations for tens of   
   thousands of us. Commodities. That's what the androids were calling us,   
   in their bland mechanical voices. We were no longer girls, we were now   
   commodities according to them. They told us that we would soon be going   
   on a long journey, after many other commodities from Earth joined us.   
      
   One of the androids separated me from the other girls. He took me to   
   meet the Emissary himself. I realized that this must be the creature my   
   Papa had referred to, when he went off to make radio contact on behalf   
   of France. I wondered if that had anything to do with the destruction of   
   Paris. No, it was too terrible to think about such a thing.   
      
   My eyes widened when I saw the strange creature from Alpha Centauri. His   
   name was Le Lak, and I was told that he was a commodities broker. A   
   chill went up my spine upon hearing that. I had just learned that we   
   girls were to be called commodities. That must mean that we were this   
   creature's stock in trade. The android introduced me to Le Lak, telling   
   him that my name is Babette and I am the daughter of the Frenchman who   
   had contacted him with so much indignation.   
      
   Le Lak seemed very interested to hear that. He was a bright orange   
   humanoid, not really a man but reasonably close. He was well over seven   
   feet tall and looked very formidable to a little girl like me; or should   
   I say a little commodity like me. He was not wearing any clothes. I   
   couldn't help noticing that he had two flaccid appendages between his legs.   
      
   I had a pony that was kept in a stable out in the country, and on   
   weekends my Papa would often take me there so I could ride my pony. My   
   pony had an appendage between his hind legs that looked like those Le   
   Lak had, except that Le Lak had two of them. Sometimes when I used to   
   groom my pony I would play with his appendage, and it would grow and   
   grow and become very stiff. My pony would get very excited and   
   sometimes-gooey stuff would shoot out of his appendage. Somehow I knew   
   that Le Lak's things would do that too.   
      
   Le Lak communicated something to the android with a nod of his head.   
   Suddenly the android tore off my dress and my panties, and even my shoes   
   and socks, leaving me quite naked. I wanted to protest but I was too   
   scared to say anything. I only whimpered with fear. The android picked   
   me up and presented me to Le Lak with my legs spread wide, moving quite   
   close to the alien being. He poked at me with his big orange finger,   
   down there just below where I peed. And then he poked at me where I poop   
   too. He didn't stick his finger inside me, rather he seemed to be   
      
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