Note: This is the second version of this story. I fixed two spelling errors. - Mark Moore, Friday, December 19, 1997, 8:22 AM Introduction Hi, there. This is my very first X-Files fanfic. Before you begin reading this story, I thought I'd tell you a bit about myself and what to expect. My name is Mark Moore. I'm 12 years old. I'm in Florida MIddle SChool and I like girls panties. I've been a big fan of The X-Files ever since I saw the series premiere back in 1993, and I'm definitely going to see the movie in the theaters next summer. As for what this story is about, well, I'm actually writing this first. Yes, I haven't written the story yet, so I don't know exactly how it's gonna go. I can give you a rough idea, though. We all know from the Season 4 episode "Small Potatoes" that Mulder calls up phone sex services. This fanfic is a short comedy thing telling what exactly Mulder does during and after the calls. This story originated during a phone conversation I had with Michael Rohm (jim.morrison@montego.com), my friend since 2nd grade, a few months ago. He actually came up with the idea. So, I decided to write a funny little story based on it. What can I say? I'm 12 and I'm horny. :) But, I'm rambling. I've got a final exam in Phonics at 4:30, so I better end this Introduction and get to writing the story. I hope you enjoy reading it. I'd appreciate feedback on this story. Comments, both good and bad, can be e-mailed to me. - Mark Moore, Tuesday, December 16, 1997, 1:15 PM "Mulder's After-Hours Investigations" An "X-Files" Fanfic by Mark Moore Rated PG-13 Special Agent Fox Mulder of the FBI sat down on his couch and picked up the remote. After a long day at work, he needed to relax. His plan for this evening was to kick back in front of the TV with the clicker and a soda. He turned on the TV and began to channel surf. Shortly after midnight, Mulder got up to get another soda. When he came back to the living room, he saw a commercial that caught his interest. "Are you lonely?" a pretty blonde sitting on a bed asked. "Do you want to add some excitement to your life? Do you have no life? Then give me a call." The girl picked up a phone as the camera panned to show another nearly naked girl beside her. "We're waiting for you. C'mon, baby, call and let us fulfill your fantasies. 1-900-235-4383." A smile came to Mulder's face, and he dashed over to the phone. He set down his can of soda and turned on his laptop. He picked up the phone and dialed. "Hello?" a sexy voice asked after picking up. "Hi, there." Mulder said. "This is my first call." "Well, welcome, baby. I hope you enjoy our...service." "Who am I speaking to?" Mulder asked. "Jennifer." the girl replied. "What's your name." "Fox. I've sometimes been called Horny Raven." "Ooh, Serena has told me about you." Jennifer said, delighted. Mulder nodded. "I call her, too." On his laptop, Mulder had started a new case file: Name: Jennifer Number: (900) 235-4383 CALL # 1: 12/17/97 12:10 AM "So, what do you wanna talk about?" Jennifer asked. "Ooh, all sorts of things." Mulder replied. "Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you." "Have you ever encountered a UFO?" "Uh,...what?" Jennifer asked, thrown off by the question. "You know, an alien spacecraft." "Oh. Oh, yeah, baby, I have. I've seen them." Subject is willing to answer questions. Admits seeing a UFO. "Have you ever experienced missing time?" Mulder asked. "Sometimes." Jennifer said. "I...don't know what happens to me." "So, you've been abducted?" Mulder asked in excitement. "Uh-huh. By little grey lesbian aliens." "Fascinating!" Has been abducted by little grey lesbian aliens. Sometimes experiences missing time. "Now, when you experience missing time, approximately how long have you been gone?" "About nine minutes." 9 minutes. "Do you notice anything unusual at all after the period of missing time?" "Well," Jennifer began, "my clothes are all wrinkled, and my hair's all messy." Clothes wrinkled and hair messy after encounter. "Do you have any idea how they got that way?" Mulder asked. "Yes. I don't always lose time. Sometimes I remember everything." "Can you describe a typical encounter?" "Well," Jennifer began, "first I'm beamed onto their ship. I'm floating in mid-air - naked. There's something holding me in place. So I can't run away. Not that I would want to." Beamed onto spacecraft. Held naked in an anti-gravitational forcefield. Doesn't want to leave. "What happens next?" "They...do things to me." "Like what?" "They...start by...fondling me." Jennifer said. "Do you like it?" Jennifer moaned softly. "Yeah, baby!" "Then what?" "Well, then each of them takes a turn raping me with a glowing strap on. There's about twenty of them." Fondled by all then raped individually. "Are they male or female?" Mulder asked. "All female baby....huge boobs too." Jennifer replied. "How can you tell?" "I can see them. They're...complete." Only female aliens. Large breasts. "Do you like what they do to you?" Mulder asked. "Yeah." Subject is a lesbian. "After each of them is done raping you, what happens then?" "Then they do it again...all at once." "But you said there's about twenty of them. How could they - " "Trust me, they find ways." Jennifer said. "And you like all this?" Jennifer moaned loudly. "Oh, yes! Oh, yes, baby, YYYEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!" Subject is the willing victim of an extraterrestrial gang-rape. "Then what happens?" Mulder asked, more excited then ever. "Then I'm beamed back into my clothes and returned to where I was." "And all this happens in nine minutes?!" Mulder asked in surprise. "They're very fast!" Jennifer said. Subject returned in clothes to previous location. The aliens apparently have fast motor skills. "How often does this happen?" Mulder asked. "Every night. In fact, it's about that time." "I'll leave you alone, then." Mulder said. "Bye." "Later, babe." Jennifer said. She hung up, and Mulder did the same. Subject abducted nightly. Mulder saved the file and then rewrote the information into the proper format required by the FBI. Conclusion: I can only assume that this, the one-thousandth case of alien rape I have encountered, is linked to all the others. Apparently there is a massive plot of some sort by our "visitors" to violate our women, for reasons unknown to me at this point. Only further investigation into these occurences will lead to the answers I'm looking for. The truth is out there. Mulder saved his report. He would file the case when he got to work that morning. Outroduction (is that a word?) Well, I hope you enjoyed this story! Please tell me what you think! I began typing the Introduction at 1 PM. The whole story took me a little over 2 hours to complete. Now I gotta get to school, put this story somewhere on the 'Net, and go take my exam! I plan on writing a sequel sometime! Later! - Mark Moore, Tuesday, December 16, 1997, 3:22 PM kevinkeene@geocities.com http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/Set/4389/