What's the worst possible fictional story you can come up with?

[MCheetah]

Let's hear your bad fan-fiction. I'm sure you'd do better than Rian Johnson and JJ Abrams at least.

My story beigns in space. Where I wsa born. I was roaylty among my people. Kind of like the lion king, but better and realer. Our people cam edown to live on earth, to be embassadors to the people there, lviing in secret as humans. Although I looked hmuan, I was truly better than that. Strnoger, and imortal. But I did like bieng around the humans. As smal and weak as they were. Eventully, i would grow up to the be the ruler of Earth and protect them from danger as their Champion. But i first had to gain their trust being raised as if i was human.

In schol, I was poplar. no other stuednt was more popular than me. Evreyone either wanted to be me or date me. I was the graest student to ever grace their halls. Tall, atractive loking, and a bad ass. Obviusly, I was smart, to. Things contineud this way in school. That is, up until the 11th grade. Somthing was hapening to me. I was no loger as strong as i used to be. I could fell it in my bones. one day, i lost all my powers compltely!

How could this happen to me! I asked to spek to my people's dotcors, but no one replied on the radio. I lost all contact with them; evn my real mom couln't contact me! I was worreid! The CIA humans pretnding to be my parents couldn't help. Human dcotros couldn't help. I used to bee the most powerful being on earth, and one of the sexiest, too. But now, I was... Too human.

This made me really depresed. All I could do was continue the mision, hoping this was just a temporally problem. I could no logner save humans in distres on The Weeknd, but at least i was still tall, popluar, hot, and all the boys in school watned to me, right? Well no! i stoped growng a while ago. But now, everyone ougtrew me in school! The boys were now taller than me!

I was now traped on earth and as small and weak as a human woman. I develeoped dpression. And now, i'm just a weak freak, just like you humans.

[Lliam]

I was chosen, with two other astronauts, to be the first men to explore Venus.

We landed successfully and, once outside the ship, made our way hurriedly to the shade of a nearby cliff because even our well insulated suits couldn't withstand the heat of the full sun.

As we made our way along the base of the cliff, we suddenly encountered large, scary but slow moving monsters. One of my men panicked and ran out of the shade to escape. He fried within 30 seconds.

My other partner and I managed to avoid the monsters while remaining in the shade. Then we spotted what looked like a cave entrance maybe 30 feet above us.

We scrambled up and found that it was indeed a massive cave. The tunnel had to be over 200 feet tall. Using the bright lights that were built into our suits, we followed it for over a mile, inspecting the mineral and rock formations before we came across what looked like man-made symbols and architecture carved into the rock.

We were inspecting the findings and taking photos when a band of five gargantuan women, over 30 times our size, armed with spears surrounded us. The tops of their heads nearly brushed the tunnel's ceiling. They were all young, exceptionally beautiful, and wore identical white dresses with tight bodices and short, loose hems trimmed with gold. In their high heeled sandals, our heads barely reached their ankles. They wore no underwear and upskirt view from our vantage point was jaw dropping.

They took us prisoner and ushered us through winding passages until we came to an opulent hall. The surfaces looked like alabaster and there were ornate phallic-shaped sculptures.

We stood there amazed while wondering what our captors had planned.

All of a sudden, a panel in the wall slid open and a women in elaborate gown and golden crown entered, followed by six more women just like those who had captured us.

My atmospheric reading said the air in the room was safe to breath, so lifted my visor and turned of my oxygen.

With an imperious air, she said "Why have you come?" in perfect English.

Astounded, I said "You speak our language?"

She said that they had monitoring Earth for centuries but hadn't realized that people from that planet were so puny.

I began to diplomatically explain that we had come to Venus on a mission of exploration and meant no harm.

She cut me off, said that we were not welcome, and ordered us to be imprisoned.

My partner and I was sitting in something like a bird cage in a large cell when I guard talked to us. She was friendly and sympathetic. He name was Ayla. We found out that there were no men in this society. She thought the dictatorial queen was cruel and said she wished she cold help us.

At the sound of another guard approaching, Ayla fled. The guard opened the cage, reached in, and grabbed me.

I was delivered to the queen's chamber, set on a table, and left the room.

The queen said "You will need your breathing apparatus" before standing and slipping her robe off over her shoulders to stand nude before me. Her 200 foot tall figure was perfectly formed.

Without knowing why I needed oxygen, I closed my visor and turned on my breather.
She picked me up in her hand and sat on the edge of a chair.

Spreading her creamy thighs, she lowered me closer and closer to her vulva. She fingered her massive clitoris and vagina, then fitted my head into her slit. Using both hands to keep my body rigid, she slipped me completely inside her.

I couldn't see a thing as she held my feet and used my body as a dildo.

After a long time, she must have finally orgasmed. When she pulled me out, my suit was covered with clear, sticky fluid.

Later that night, Ayla appeared at our cage. Taking my partner and I, she ran through the cavern.

[Lliam]

Near the mouth of the cave, she cried out and fell. Lying on the floor gasping, she released us. I turned to see a spear protruding from her back and five amazons running toward us. My partner and I made it out of the cave and the women didn't follow because of the heat and the toxic atmosphere.

We managed to avoid the monsters outside and made it back to our ship. Once we took off and opened our visors in the pressurized chamber, my partner asked what was that smell and wondered why my suit was covered with dry crust that looked like doughnut glaze. I didn't tell him what had happened. But I'll never forget the sight of that 200 tall woman's voluptuous body.

[MCheetah]

Cool. Except this was supposed to be a BAD fictional story, not an amazing 70s era Sci Fi porn movie about Earth men who are three inches tall compared to Venus goddesses.

[Lliam]

I hear ya. I was riffing on some of the space movies from the 50s when the only rockets were V-2s. The slow moving monsters, societies of super hot Amazon women who speak English. I think that stuff is pretty silly - bad but funny.

by the way, I was trying to make the guys 6" or 7" tall compared to the women. But that's not important.

Anyway, it's just where my perverted mind went when I tried to think of a bad, outlandish story. I just decided not to use bad spelling and grammar.

[MCheetah]

If they're 30x the size of the Earth men, then that'd be 5490 centimeters tall, which is 55 meters, which is 180 feet tall, which is about how tall you said they were (with 200 foot tall cave ceilings). That'd make a man a little less than three inches tall by comparison.

7 inches tall compared to a typical 55 or 56 inch woman would be a difference of 8 times. Or 21 cm compared to a 166 cm tall woman. Which is also 8 times the difference.

Considering I know what a Giantess fetish is, it makes me wonder if you're into that. (No judging!)

[Lliam]

Good catch. I was afraid my calculations were wrong.

Actually, I'm the opposite. I like short slender girls. My ideal would be around 5'2", and around
32", 23", 33". 26DD boobs.

[HighlyVolatile]

When I was born they said I was a boy. But I was a lioness. Flamboyant clothes, shoes, make-up -- I wore them all.

Ring-ring. What is this? It is a phone. I will pick it up. Hello?

Phone: Hello this is the president. My name is Joe Biden and I am the president on the phone that said hello to you. Well, that's all I have to say about that.

Me: thank you for calling. [click]

I am having some drama with my turtle. Oh no, there is a terrorist!

Terrorist: I am here to kill everybody and your turtle! TATATATATA!

I bring out the bazooka! KABLOW!

Don't shoot my turtle! [duck behind turtle]. Ching-chang-ching-ching-chang-ching-ching! [Hit the turtle shell].

You are stupid idiots I hate you! Eat my pizza!

Oh, my turtle became excited and become a teenage mutant ninja turtle!

The END!

[MCheetah]

[HighlyVolatile]

Thank you so much. I've been working on that for almost 35 years.

[HighlyVolatile]

I like yours too. It's a deep story about transformation and stuff.

[HighlyVolatile]

One of my previous ones although I only spent 15 mins on it:
Jack Hammer: Action Hero ↗

[LovingLoverReturned]

I never thought I'd one day became a raging fan of Justin Beaver.

I was stood in his house, and he was shirtless.
I blew threw his hair and onto his face.

I was so chocked he didn't have money to afford an air conditioning unit. Or maybe, he just had weird taste.