defies explanation. The girls are off their skirts, panties. Between the legs they have a decent sized members. Real male penises excitedly tremble when tigresses come from behind. They surround the victim from two sides, felled on the grass. The first jumps Marilyn. Her member has already become a solid log. It shines in the sun, the length makes one doubt the human nature of the girl, who has already shown the serpentine nature. She spits in Lehi's anus, sits down and completely drives the stake in the guy's ass, splitting it in half. Her unusual penis is lengthened at an inhuman pace. He looks like a baseball bat with a knob. Marilyn works her hips aggressively, nailing Lyokha to the lawn. She knocks the spirit out of him, while her friend, saddled by the neck, presses him in front. Lesbians kiss, each in its own way solving a problem with enslavement. A member of the brown-haired bully in the same bat, he head with a fist reaches to the breasts, rubs against them. Marilyn sticks to her friend's dick. Dreamed Lёhu, she sucks a friend's dick Together they suck the barrel, kissing it from both sides.

Dead silence is set in the hall. Remdionok not running, enthusiastically waving their hands, scientists do not follow the screens of devices. Riot policemen, bowed their heads, stepped aside. The guards returned to the checkpoint. The abnormal situation, we can say the state of emergency, causes alarm to the authorities. Appear the military with guns. They set up a perimeter guard. We are driven away from the cube. Remdyonok and I go to the office, from where we observe animal copulation in the cube.

7

An hour passes. Kartuzov still alive. Although a little left of him. The girls did not kill him, but they exhausted him to fainting and bleeding from the anus. They dragged a huge kennel upholstered with iron, chained Lech by a steel collar.

Now he is sitting in front of the booth, folded in half, judging by his facial expressions, groaning in pain. There is nothing human on the red, drooping face. Before him is a deep bowl of porridge, similar to bluvotina. Sometimes girls come up to Lyokha and poke his face in porridge. They have an abnormal erection, they fuck a guy every half hour. The act lasts five to ten minutes, depending on the mood. They replace each other, finish thickly and much: on the back, face. Their eggs the size of a fist pressed to the groin, get out of the fur bag during sex. Marilyn picked Lyokhy's severed genitals, carefully packed them in a plastic bag and brought them into the house.

Remdyonok with grief opened the bottle of whiskey. Now he does not get off with the usual proceedings in the ministry. The case becomes criminal in nature. So far, he was optimistic about things, intended to present what happened as a breakthrough in science. Now he slowed down his enthusiasm.

“Do you think they will send a capture band?” - Sasha sipping whiskey. The seal of indifference was fixed on his gloomy face.

- Hardly. No one knows how to get out of there - I also hate to think about what happened. I sigh: - The main thing now is that these creatures do not get out of the cube. Is this, in principle, possible?

- May be. No one knows - Remdyonok frowns even more. Not every day you stand at the head of an experiment that, perhaps, puts the fate of all mankind at stake.

- And what should we do now? - I gesture ask me to pour the second portion.

- Wait and hope that the cube will disappear. Judging by the sensors, it is not long left.

8

Colonel Ryzhenkov, who took over the command in the pavilion, decided not to deprive scientists of the ability to take measurements. The news that the cube would collapse soon cheered up the military.

No one wants to get involved in the fight against foreign creatures who, despite their visual appeal, have the killing ability to enslave people.

Kartuzov learned to eat vomit, which he shoved in a bowl. Contrary to forecasts, he did not die and looks more or less bearable.The girls inserted into his anus an expander, like a huge hollow spool of thread. Now in his ass constantly gaping huge hole the size of a fist. Lyokha meekly obeys commands during sex. Girls whip his back with a whip if he refuses to open his mouth.

Seizing the moment, Marilyn knocked Leh's front teeth with a stone. Her saliva, her mouth dropping profusely, stopped the bleeding. Lyokha writhed in pain, but his saliva again brought him to his senses. It looks like it has an analgesic effect.

The next time the girls started to fuck the guy from two sides. Feel free to move, they slid their limbs into their mouth and anus, completely plunging their tusks into a guy. He choked, fell from his feet, but he had nowhere to go.

Judging by the ease with which the girls rotated one hundred kilogram Lyokha on the limbs, they have superhuman strength.

Three hours passed, and a new five-second window was about to open. We stand at the lookout, peering intensely into the lawn in front of the house. Fucked body guy falls on the grass after each intercourse. In delirium, he covers his face with his hands, his lips move, his gaze turned to the sky. Girls do not move away from Lehi for a minute. Sperm oozes from his anus, sometimes he puffs up sperm, it seems his stomach is too full.

This whole picture is furious in the military, especially in Ryzhenkov, who is tearing and throwing. So he wants to jump into a cube to avenge Lech. Automatic in his hands constantly directed to the cube. Only the instructions from above keep the colonel from reckless action.

The countdown begins. The military hold the cube at gunpoint. Five-four-three ... A large electronic scoreboard can not be wrong, it was specially programmed to report a five-second danger.

Two-one.

A white shadow flies past the military. Leap, and a man in a cube.

The military shouting like crazy. Ryzhenkov runs with a gun naked, his face is twisted with rage. All eyes are fixed on the madman who dared to drop into a cube.

This incomparable Svyatoslav Bogomir is an overweight man of forty who is bald, wearing spectacles, covered with a black beard with a gray. He looks like a walrus - the same sagging cheeks, swollen eyes under the eyebrows. The good-natured person flounders on the grass in front of the house, slowly pulls off his white robe, remains in a black latex suit.

People in the hall falls off the jaw. Bogomir in a diving suit crawls on all fours to the girls, kisses their feet, licks their feet. They are amazed to inspect the place of penetration into the cube, talking. Brown-haired woman runs to the house, comes back with the Lyokhy genitalia in a bag. Accelerates and throws them in our direction. Genitalia fly into the pavilion, plop on the floor. In dead silence, the military retreat, crouch and hide behind the instruments. There is horror in their eyes, well hidden by a dumb desire to obey the colonel.

He gives orders. It sounds a volley, one, the second, the military open fire to kill. The wall behind the cube is covered with holes, whitewashing is strewed on the floor, scatters into small pieces.

Marilyn, meanwhile, runs into the house, takes out a black remote with buttons that looks like a TV remote. She directs her hand in our direction, utters spells, presses a button. In the next instant, the cube collapses and disappears like an image on a TV.

9

In the office Bogomir reigns sterile purity. In life, I have not met a more accurate workplace. On the table is a note. Calligraphic handwriting of Svyatoslav greets us with balanced arguments about human weaknesses:

“Dear colleagues, friends! (I have no family)

Please forgive me for not telling you everything at once. I was afraid that they would take me for a madman. In my fantasy there is no place for violence, murder, so people have nothing to fear.

On the night when the recursive paradox occurred, I worked on a tokamak. An unexpected release of energy caused a paradox, and it so happened that the laser beam directed at the radium atoms was reflected from the mirror and hit my head. I did not attach any importance to this until the events in the cube acquired a familiar character.

Now I am absolutely sure that my sexual fantasies materialized in another dimension.

Unfortunately, the young innocent guy was the victim of his own fantasy.

I am leaving for the world created by my imagination. He is not hostile and not dangerous. I ask you to give all your savings to the relatives of Alexey Kartuzov. I hope we will soon become good friends (friends in our case).

Sincerely yours, Svyatoslav Bogomir. ”

10

In the evening of the second day, when the military had already left the Research Institute of Thermonuclear Fusion, the cleaner found a plastic bag in the corner of the hall filled with blood, filled with soft tissues. She brought the find to Remdenk's office, he was still in charge of the laboratory.

We were just finishing the bottle of whiskey when the cleaning lady brought in a bag of blood and solemnly handed it to Alexander Dmitrievich. The genitals of Bogomir did not surprise us much.

“The main thing is that this fantasy now remains invisible and inaccessible,” grumbled Sasha. - And then you never know what else there fantasizing.

He threw the bag in the trash and switched to the tokamak. Fantasy Bogomir cost the institute at least five million euros, and one innocent riot police freedom.

“Well, from what ass will I get this fucking tokamak now, eh?” - the drunk Remdyonok thumps his fist on the table. - Dreamers, suckers, damn it. Fooling newspapers from idiots - he angrily clenches his fists.

I understand him perfectly. It will not be easy to take the rap. Try to prove now in the ministry that what happened is a sick fantasy of one unmarried scientist.

- Hypnosis, undoubtedly hypnosis. Plus a mass psychosis with sexual dysfunction, I give my best as I can, making up a report.