I am or was, a long distance lorry driver, and my day had not had a good start. It was just one of those days when everything that could go wrong did. The final straw was when my unit ran out of fuel, in desolate Scotland. My unit was in for service so; I got the one awaiting the scrap heap the only one available.
Remote is not the word, no in cab rescue, no signal, just pouring rain and descending into a glen. I got out, and luckily I was rescued by a car load of beautiful females. They gave me a drink and then I sat back and relaxed.
I woke up in the hospital, fearing an accident I asked, but got some high speed Chinese. That was when I found out I was not on Earth, but Dorissilia, a planet, dying from a lack of sperm.
Well what an opportunity, those girls, they were every man’s dream of a sexual partner. ‘Lead me to them,’ came to mind, and a smile to my face. Nothing is as it seems, a fuck a day may keep the doctor away, but twenty, seven days a week, my dream had become, my nightmare.
This is the story of my time, as a stud.