American Dad Porn Story: Unalienable Rights Chapter 3

Stan heard the car explode. They all
did. They rushed outside.

Bullock’s car! He’s dead! No! Now
I’ll never get that promotion, Stan proclaimed, falling to his
knees. And my boss is gone. I’m not that heartless.

I’m right here, Smith, Bullock
yelled. He had Roger pinned to the ground and had a knife in his
hand. Now help me get rid of this space pest. It’s been nothing
but a burden for the CIA for years now. Now I’ve finally got the
sneaky bastard.

I saved your life, bub. Roger
didn’t want to die. Are you just going to kill me? You’d be dead
right now if it weren’t for me.

It talks? Bullock was shocked.
Stan hurry and help me. We need to kill it.

But sir, he did save your life.
Don’t you have any feelings? Stan didn’t want Roger to die. He had
saved his life, too.

He? You say it as if you know this
creature. It’s just a pest that needs to die now. Now help me.

Stan help! Roger screamed.

Bullock stopped. What? How does this
thing know your name, Smith?

Well sir, his name’s Roger. I owe
him my life, and you do too, sir. Remember back at area 51 when he
escaped? He paused, and Bullock nodded, now on his feet. Stan
continued, I was in the lab that was blown up, but I had knocked
myself unconscious. Roger grabbed me and pushed me down the laundry
chute. I had to let him stay with me.

Smith, you do realize that I’ll have
to fire you, then kill you, then kill your family, right?

Sir, please. I was returning a
favor. A favor of life. Don’t you have a heart? Why can’t you spare
him? He hasn’t done anything to you, except save your life.

Bullock thought about this for a few
seconds. He did, in fact, owe the creature his life. What if it
hadn’t saved him? He’d surely be dead. But on the other hand, he’d
been hunting for it for years. What to do?

Deputy Director Bullock, won’t you
please come in for dinner? Francine had prepared a delicious meal;
she didn’t want it to go to waste.

Of course, Francine. And while I’m
eating, I’ll ponder on what to do about your husband.

They all went inside. Francine had
prepared a gorgeous ham, glazed to perfection.

Francine, that looks scrumptious,
Bullock said.

Why thank you, Deputy Director
Bullock.

Please, Francine, call me Avery.

All right, Avery. I hope you enjoy
your meal. Francine served Bullock first, then Stan, then Hayley
and Steve. She went upstairs to give Roger some food, but he was
gone.