Featuring:As mannequins are coming to life, Lewis meets the Doctor who opens his mind about the universe. My name is Lewis Campbell. I’m 20 years old and I’ve never known a family. When I was 3, I lost both my parents in a car accident and nobody wanted to adopt me. They'd rather ‘start from scratch’. I live on the outskirts of Kingston, in a shitty apartment working a shitty job at the shopping centre nearby. I was pretty skinny with brown hair and blue eyes and usually wore second hand clothes from charity shops - the cheapest shit possible so I could eat. This afternoon, I was walking down to my job, wearing a black polo shirt and a pair of black jeans. I was a security guard at the centre, which means I’d watch the security cameras and if I saw anything odd, I’d have to call the police. I arrived at the building and came into my office, switching places with the day guard. I sat down on my desk chair and waited for the sun to rise, staring at the 10 different camera feeds. I sighed as I watched the empty rooms and corridors, whilst bouncing a ball off a wall and catching it. It was a while before it happened. The mannequins. The mannequins in the stores were moving. I gasped as I got closer and watched as the mannequins stepped out of their positions - it was creepy. Really creepy. My eyes scanned from screen to screen, checking the different stores and seeing more mannequins do the same. Then, suddenly, the door behind me swung open, loudly. I spun round on my chair and nearly fell off in absolute horror. Standing there in a leather jacket, a red v-neck and a pair of black jeans stood a young man, with dark brown curly hair.
“You need to come with me, or you’re going to die.” He told me, sternly. “What?!” I blurted out before he came over, grabbed my hand and began dragging me out. The mysterious man and I began running through the shopping centre. He was young - he looked maybe a bit older than me. The man was muscular but not overly so - honestly, he was hot as fuck. However I was distracted by whatever the hell was happening. “I don’t understand! Who are you?!” I called out as we ran out of the store. “I’m the Doctor.” He said as we stopped outside. “The Doctor? Doctor who?” I panted as I caught my breath. “No, that’s it. Just Doctor.” He corrected. “You’re expecting me to just call you Doctor?” I scoffed. “Had they done that before?” He asked me. “What? The mannequins? No! Is this some sort of joke?!” I snapped. “Why would it be a joke?” The Doctor frowned. “I don’t fucking know.” “Don’t come back here. Not tomorrow. Not ever.” He told me, sternly. “What are you talking about? I have to come back! I can’t afford to be unemployed!” I argued. “Those mannequins will kill you.” The Doctor said before walking off. “What about everyone else? Huh? What happens when everybody goes to buy a new jacket and those things come to life?” I questioned. “They’ll quieten down during the day. They don't want to be noticed yet. They were just trying to pick you off. Go home.” He instructed me. “Wha-? No! No, you didn’t answer my question! What are they?” I demanded. “They’re made of plastic. Living plastic creatures. They’re being controlled by a relay device in the roof, which I need to blow up and I may well die in the process.” He explained as we continued walking. “Blow it up? Are you blowing my job up?” I realised. “There’s more to life than you.” The Doctor said, giving me a look. “Wha- Well… I know that.” I stammered. “Do you?” He asked. “Yes. But I still need to sustain myself!” I argued before he suddenly stopped by an alley. Down the end of it, was a blue police box, which was weird because I had passed this alleyway for almost a year straight and I had never seen it before. “Well, you’ll have to figure that out, won’t you? Now if you don’t mind, I need to build a bomb.” He said before he went down the alley and stepped into the box. “What the fuck are you doing?” I asked him, thinking he’d be able to hear me from there… But silence. “Oi! Don’t fucking ignore me.” I said, furious, storming over to the box before pushing the door open. My mind exploded. Inside was a giant, very alien looking room. It was huge. A walkway led to a large control panel type thing which had some sort of tube going upwards into the curved walls and ceilings. The ‘Doctor’ stood at the centre, hitting buttons. “I told you to go home.” He groaned, rubbing his temples. “It’s… This is impossible…” I muttered. “We’re in an alleyway, how..?” “It’s called the Tardis. Bigger on the inside.” He told me, before taking out a device that looked like it was being worked on. “Who are you?!” I asked, stepping closer to him, by the control panel which had loads of weird buttons and levers and even a desk bell. “If you’re gonna stay can you at least hand me that?” He asked me, pointing towards a silver pen-like thing with a blue end. “What is it?” I asked, handing it over. “Sonic Screwdriver.” He smiled, taking it. “Seriously, who are you?” I questioned, mind racing with thoughts. “The Doctor. Seriously.” He told me, sincerely. “Are you… Like… Secret service? Like Men In Black or some shit?” I asked, giving him the screwdriver. “No, I don’t want to kill aliens.” He rolled his eyes. “I am one.” He said. “What? Y-You’re a… You're an alien?” I stammered. “That’s right.” He winked. “But you look like… You look human....” I muttered. “No, humans look like me. We came first.” The Doctor scoffed. “I know this is a lot…” He said, finally looking up at me. I didn’t need a mirror to know I had gone pale. I felt almost sick in fear and confusion. “No… No, losing my parents was a lot… Being rejected by the 6th family was a lot… Living plastic, an alien and a box which is bigger on the inside is fucking astronomical!” I shook my head, panicking a bit. The Doctor put down the device and came over to me. “What’s your name?” He whispered. “Lewis…” “I’m sorry, Lewis. I’m sorry life has been cruel to you, but I promise I won’t be.” He told me, looking into my eyes. “Want to help me build a bomb?” His serious face switched to a smile. I worked with the Doctor as he built his bomb, feeling kinda weird about helping him blow up my employment. Was this terrorism? “What do I do? After this?” I sighed as he worked away. “You could come with me…” The Doctor suggested. “Go with you where?” I frowned. “Anywhere. Any planet, any galaxy…” He shrugged. “Shit, you’ve got a spaceship here?” I asked, surprised. “You’re standing in it.” “What? I didn't see any thrusters... How does it move?” “It disappears and reappears.” The Doctor told me. “So it teleports?” “Basically.” “You’re asking me to run away with you to space… Why?” I asked him. “Lonely.” The Doctor shrugged. “Oh really?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah. And you’re um… Cute.” The Doctor added, making me blush a bit. “Should you be flirting with me? Is there no alien laws about that?” I half laughed. “If there are, I’ve broken a lot of them.” He smirked, before turning one last bolt on the explosive device. “Ready to blow up some mannequins?” The Doctor asked. “Well… Sure, but we’ve gotta wait a while don’t we? It’s gonna be morning soon.” I said, checking my phone’s time. “Oh, did I forget to mention? This is a time machine as well.” The Doctor smirked before pulling a lever on the panel. Suddenly, the space ship began shaking and rumbling, making a loud whirring noise. “TIME?!” I blurted out before it soon stopped. I stumbled backwards into the railing. “I’m gonna ask you to stay here while I go do this.” The Doctor told me. “W-What?” I stammered, surprised. “You wouldn’t be as cute with burn marks.” The Doctor told me, although I followed him out the Tardis doors. It was night time again. “Shit…” I muttered. “But… What if you die? You said you might.” I asked. “I might. But it’s unlikely.” He winked before rushing off. I decided to obey and stay in the Tardis, mostly because my mind was going too crazy. I hadn’t had any sleep and I had an information overload - I was stood in a spaceship and a time machine and was just hit on by an alien. I waited. I stared at the controls, trying to work out what anything does, but nothing was obvious. I was tempted to go exploring the other rooms of the TARDIS but after looking down a corridor I decided I didn’t want to get lost. So I continued waiting until soon I heard it… BOOM! A deep vibration rumbled through the ship before I rushed over to the door. I looked out to see the after effects of the explosion coming from the building that employed me. Smoke was billowing out from the top. Then soon, I saw him. The Doctor came rushing over to the Tardis with a smug face. “Told you it was unlikely.” He smirked as he came inside. “Holy shit… You really did it…” I muttered, shocked. “Yep.” “So is-is that it?” I asked. “Oh, no, not at all. That’s just a warning for them as I figure out where their brain is.” The Doctor told me. “The brain? Is it like… Like a hive mind?” I asked, curious, following him back towards the control panel. “Sure, if that makes sense to you. You look tired.” He noticed. “Well… I haven’t slept for like 24 hours.. Maybe longer? I’ve kinda lost track.” I admitted. “You need some rest.” The Doctor told me. “You kicking me out?” I scoffed. “Quite the opposite.” He winked before taking my hand and leading me away. We went down a corridor of the Tardis before soon coming into a bedroom. It was a large, circular room which had a golden glow. There was a large bed in the middle, a couple of bedside tables and another doorway. I still couldn’t believe we were in that alleyway - it didn’t make sense! “I hope you feel comfortable enough to sleep here.” The Doctor said with a reassuring smile. “Who are you? And I'm not asking for your name, I mean… Who are you? What do you do?” I questioned him. He went over and sat on my bed, looking a bit more dramatic. “I’m a Time Lord. I travel a lot, and often help those who need help.” He explained as I sat down beside him. “A Time Lord? So there’s a few of you guys travelling around like this?” I asked. “No…” He answered, coldly, before looking up into my eyes. “Like how you lost your family, I lost my race. I’m the last Time Lord.” The Doctor muttered, looking as though he was holding back tears. “Shit… I’m so sorry.” I said, feeling guilty for asking. “Me too… For you.” The Doctor said as we looked at each other… Then suddenly, he leaned in and kissed me. Our lips connected and his hand cupped my face. I was kissing an alien. He stopped and broke off. “Sorry… I probably shouldn’t have-“ I didn’t let him finish. I gripped his leather jacket and pulled him in for another kiss. However, this one was more heated. Yep Our lips passionately danced together and our hands roamed over each other’s bodies. I began pushing his leather jacket off his shoulders as his tongue pushed through my lips. The jacket was thrown across the room and The Doctor pulled me backwards into the bed, so I was soon laying on top of him as our make out continued. Our hips were grinding against each other as we passionately made out. The Doctor gripped my polo shirt and began pulling it up my body, before I finally broke off so he could bring it over my head. “Oh, you are so beautiful.” The Doctor muttered. “Let’s look at you.” I said, taking the v-neck in my hands before pulling it up over his head and off his body, revealing his muscular, wide body. I really had to do my best not to drool. “Holy fuck…” I muttered, running my hands down his large pecs. However, the Doctor already pulled my head in for another kiss, not letting me say anymore. As we made out, the Doctor’s hands were feeling up my ass. Then, out of nowhere, the Doctor rolled us over, getting on top and beginning to grind into me harder. “Oh fuck, Doctor… I’ve never wanted anyone so bad…” I whimpered between kisses. He began fumbling at my jeans before finally undoing them. It wasn’t long before they were pulled down my legs and thrown across the futuristic room, along with my boxers. “You beautiful thing. Why would anyone make you wear clothes?” The Doctor muttered, kneeling and staring at my naked body. “Because our planet has a stupid law.” I half laughed. “Yes it does.” The Doctor said before taking my cock into his hand and giving it a stroke. “It’s been a while since I’ve fucked a human, honestly.” He admitted. “Well, it’ll be the first time being fucked by an alien, for me.” I half laughed, watching him play with my cock. “You sure you want this?” The Doctor asked, caringly. “Would I be naked in your bed, in your spaceship that’s bigger on the inside than on the outside, if I didn't?” I pointed out. “I guess not… Roll over for me.” The Doctor told me. So I did. I rolled onto my front, so he could have a nice view of my ass. “Fantastic!” He grinned before burying his face between my cheeks. “Holy shit!” I gasped, gripping the bed sheets as I felt his tongue excitedly explore my hole. “You do not waste time…” I half laughed, feeling the warm wet tongue moving around inside me. His hands were parting my cheeks as far as he could while he continued to eat me out like a hungry animal. “Fuck, you're so deep…” I muttered, feeling it expertly move around inside me. “I forgot how good human asses taste.” The Doctor smirked, coming out of it and kissing my cheeks. “Come up, here.” I said. The Doctor happily crawled back up my body and our lips crashed back together again. We passionately kissed, my arms wrapped so tightly around his waist. What was it about this alien that made me feel so safe? “Oh, Lewis… I've made love to a lot of beautiful creatures...” The Doctor began. “Sorry to disappoint.” I scoffed. “No… No, you're the most beautiful.” The Doctor told me before kissing me again, this time it was just a peck. “Shut up, that's such a pickup line.” I rolled my eyes, though my cheeks were bright red. “No… No, it's not.” The Doctor whispered before kissing me again. I rolled him over so that I was on top. “Let's see what the Doctor’s packing, then, shall we?” I smirked, unbuttoning his pants. Soon, I pulled them down, along with his underwear, leaving him naked. A beautiful, 9 inch cock was released. His pubic hair was neatly trimmed and he had a sexy set of low hanging balls. “Wow… Just a normal dick, huh?” I half laughed. “What were you expecting?” The Doctor chuckled. “I dunno… Maybe three balls? Maybe it would glow?” I laughed. “Ahaha, not this alien.” The Doctor scoffed. I took the base of his shaft into my hand, then I wrapped my lips around the head. First time sucking off an alien… What a weird day this has been… It tasted normal, though… I really wasn't sure what to expect. I began bobbing my head up and down on The Doctor’s cock. I was already addicted to this man and he called himself 'The Doctor’. Who'd have thought loony aliens were my type? “Yeaaah, Lewis, that feels so gooood…” The Doctor groaned, gripping my hair as I did my best to deepthroat the mysterious extra terrestrial. I was drooling around the meat, as I looked up into his beautiful, deep brown eyes. I could taste him leaking a small amount of precum, which tasted oddly like peppermint. I liked it. It made me go up and down on his cock even faster, desperate for more. However, he stopped me. He gripped my hair and pulled me off his cock. “C’mere, beautiful.” He said, bringing me up into a kiss. We passionately made out before he rolled us over, so he was back on top. The Doctor’s cock and my own rubbed together, as he was grinding his hips into me. “Oh my God, I need you to fuck me…” I blurted out. “Ahaha I like you.” The Doctor said before kissing my forehead. “I like you too…” I half laughed. The Doctor smiled before getting me to wrap my legs around his waist. I watched as he spat on his cock and placed it between my asscheeks. “You ready?” The Doctor asked me. “To get fucked by an alien? Sure, why not?” I scoffed. “That's an attitude I can get behind.” The Doctor smirked. Then, he began pushing his cock into me. However as it pushed into me I realised… I wasn't feeling any pain… No pain at all! “What's happening?” I asked, confused. “Sorry, I forgot to say. Pain isn't as intense in the Tardis.” The Doctor informed me, still going deeper and deeper. “Wow… I fucking love the Tardis.” I half laughed as I felt him go all the way inside me. “You feel so good, Lewis…” The Doctor muttered, soon balls deep. “You too. This is like… The best sex ever, already.” I half laughed. “Just you wait.” The Doctor winked before beginning to thrust back and forth. It felt amazing. Feeling his cock slide in and out of me, while he looked down at me with his mad curls shot me into waves of ecstasy. “Oh my God, you feel so good!” I moaned, gripping the bed sheets. “Yeah, baby, you feel fantastic!” The Doctor said, only going faster, letting his cock hit my prostate with every thrust. “Shit, you're so hot! Fuck me, Doctor! Harder!” I blurted out and he did just as I asked. “Oh yeah, you take it, you beautiful human!” The Doctor grinned as we both got sweatier and sweatier. “You're so big, Doctor… You fill me up so good!” I muttered, hearing his balls slapping against my skin. “Oh yeah, you feel amazing too, Lewis. Ohhh fuck yeah…” The Doctor grunted before leaning down and kissing me. We hungrily kissed, tongues sloppily attacking each other as our bodies aggressively fucked in the spaceship. “You're so perfect, baby…” He muttered before planting kisses on my neck. “Oh yeah, Doctor… Shit, you're gonna make me cum…” I gasped, digging my nails into his back. “Yeah, do it for me, Lewis… Cum for me!” The Doctor encouraged, his breath hitting my ear before he began nibbling on the lobe. “Oh fuck… Oh fuck, Doctor!” I whimpered before arching my back slightly and shooting load after load all over myself. “Oh yeah, Doctor! Fuck me! Fuck, it feels so good!” I blurted out. I never thought I'd be crying out the word ‘Doctor’ during a climax, yet here I was. “Oh fuck yeah, Lewis! Argh fuck yeah! The Doctor grunted before one last thrust. I could feel his alien jizz fill me up and honestly, if it killed me, it had been worth it. When he was finished, the Doctor gently pulled out before crashing into the bed, face first, next to me. “Fantastic…” He chuckled into the pillow. “You're telling me? That was the best sex I think I've ever had…” I scoffed. “And you're an alien.” “No more alien than you.” The Doctor pointed out. “Fair point.” I half laughed as the Doctor rolled onto his back. “Please tell me you still want to travel with me because I don't want to lose that.” The Doctor said, with a pouty face, pulling me close. “Are you kidding? You're stuck with me now. I'm all yours.” I smiled, cuddling up to him. “Good. We are going to have a lot of fun, Lewis Campbell.” The Doctor said before kissing my cheek. My eyes fluttered open and when I saw the golden-coppery walls, I bolted upright in the bed. I looked over but the bed was empty. Shit. It wasn’t a dream. It was very real. I had gotten fucked by an alien and my job blew up. I got out of bed and pulled my clothes back on, before leaving the bedroom, to look for the Doctor. I came into the main room where he was at the control centre again. “Goooood morning!” He smiled. “Is it?” I asked, unsure. “I think so.” The Doctor chuckled. “Listen, I’ve detected plastic movement in the area. I didn’t finish the job. There’s been some activity in a block of flats nearby.” He informed me. “Oh… Shit.” I said, surprised. “Yeah. Don’t worry, I’ll get it sorted.” He smiled before leaving through the Tardis doors - this time I decided to follow. When I stepped out of the small blue box, we were somewhere completely different. It looked like it was morning and we were in a parking lot. “Shit, that’s insane.” I muttered, looking around. “C’mon, keep up!” The Doctor told me, already rushing off. I rushed after him, towards a building of apartments. “So which flat is it?” I asked him. “I dunno. I’m just following this.” The Doctor told me, holding out his screwdriver. “What does that do, exactly?” I asked, curiously. “Things.” He answered, vaguely. We went to the several story building and went up the stairs to the correct apartment, following the sound of his sonic screwdriver. “Here we are.” The Doctor said, as we came to a door which had a cat flap on it. He went down and peaked through it. “What the fuck are you doing?” I frowned. “Investigating.” He answered, while I checked out his ass. The door suddenly opened and a blonde, young man stood there. He was really hot… He wore a grey tank top and a pair of jeans. “What’re you doing here?” The Doctor frowned. “I live here.” He answered, his voice sounding soft yet sassy. “Well, what do you do that for?” The Doctor asked. “Because I do. I’m only at home because someone blew up my job.” He argued. “Who’s this?” “Lewis, this is Ross. I met him last night. Ross, this is a friend of mine.” The Doctor informed me. “Oh. Hi.” I said, giving a wave. “I must have got the wrong signal. You’re not plastic, are you? No, bonehead... Bye, then.” The Doctor said, going to leave. “You. Inside. Right now.” Ross said before pulling the Doctor inside. I quickly followed. “Who is it?” A voice asked. We came to a doorway into a bedroom. There was, I assume, the mother who wore a dressing gown and was putting on makeup. “It’s about last night. They’re part of the inquiry. Give us ten minutes.” Ross told her. “He deserves compensation.” The Mum told me as the Doctor and Ross walked into the living room. “Oh, sure.” I nodded. “I'm in my dressing gown.” She said. “Yes, you are.” I said, raising a brow. “There’s a strange man in my bedroom.” She added. “Not anymore.” I half laughed before walking away towards the living room. “Don’t mind the mess. Do you want a coffee?” Ross asked. “I’m okay.” “I’ll have one. Just milk.” The Doctor smiled. “Does he know?” Ross asked, referring to me. “About the bomb? Yeah.” The Doctor nodded. “We should go to the police. Seriously. All of us.” He said as the Doctor picked up a copy of a magazine on the coffee table, with a couple on the front. “That won’t last. He’s gay and she’s an alien.” He commented as Ross went into the kitchen to make the coffees. “I’m not blaming you, even if it was just some sort of joke that went wrong.” Ross assured him as the Doctor flicked through the pages of another book that had been on the glass coffee table. “Hmm… Sad ending.” The Doctor mentioned. “They said on the news they’d found a body.” Ross told him. “What?” I asked, looking at the Doctor. “He was the electrician. Died before I got there.” The Doctor informed me. “All the same, he was nice. Nice bloke.” Ross sighed as the Doctor tried to shuffle some cards. “Anyway, if we are going to the police, I want to know what I’m saying.” Ross continued before the Doctor accidentally flung the cards out of his hands. “I want you to explain everything.” “Maybe not.” The Doctor shook his head before we heard the cat flap rattling. “What’s that, then? You got a cat?” The Doctor asked before I suddenly saw it. “Doctor!” I blurted out, seeing a plastic arm come round the corner. It suddenly flew through the air and gripped my throat, choking me! “No!” The Doctor shouted before gripping it’s forearm and trying to pull it off, but it wasn’t budging. Ross came back from the kitchen and swore in horror. “What the fuck?!” He gasped. The Doctor pulled so hard on the plastic arm though, we fell backwards and then smashed through the glass coffee table. In the debris, the Doctor took out his sonic screwdriver and buzzed it at the hand that was still strangling me… Finally, the grip loosened and it stopped. I laid there, coughing and wheezing on the floor. “It’s all right, I’ve stopped it. You okay?” The Doctor asked, sitting beside me, catching his breath as well. “Fuck, thank you.” I muttered, rubbing my sore throat. “Armless.” The Doctor winked, waving the arm around. “We need to go before this happens to anyone else.” He said, getting up to his feet. The Doctor took my hand and began rushing me out of the flat. “Hold on a minute! You can’t just go swanning off!” Ross called after us as we went down the stairs. “Yes we can. Here we are. This is us, swanning off. See ya!” The Doctor waved. “But that arm was moving! It tried to kill him!” Ross continued, chasing after us. “Ten out of ten for observation.” The Doctor scoffed. “You can’t just walk away. That’s not fair. You’ve got to tell me what’s going on.” Ross insisted. “No I don’t.” The Doctor said as we came down the stairs and left the block of flats. “All right then. I’ll go to the police. I’ll tell everyone. You said, if I did that, I’d get people killed. So your choice. Tell me, or I'll start talking.” Ross threatened. “Is that supposed to sound tough?” The Doctor asked. “Sort of.” Ross shrugged. “Doesn’t work.” “Who are you?” “Told you. The Doctor.” “Yeah but, Doctor What?” “Just the Doctor.” “The Doctor?” Ross said, sounding amused. “Hello!” The Doctor smiled. “Is that supposed to sound impressive?” Ross frowned. “Sort of.” “Come on, then. You can tell me. I’ve seen enough. Are you guys the police?” Ross asked. “No, I’m just passing through. I’m a long way from home.” The Doctor corrected. “But what have I done wrong? How come those plastic things keep coming after me?” Ross questioned. “Oh, suddenly the entire world revolves around you? You were just an accident. You got in the way, that’s all.” The Doctor rolled his eyes. “It was in my flat!” “It was after me, not you, not Lewis. Last night in the shop, I was there, you blundered in, almost ruined the whole thing. This morning I was tracking it down, it was tracking me down. The only reason it's fixed on you is ‘cos you’ve met me.” The Doctor explained. “So what you’re saying is, the entire world revolves around you?” Ross asked. “Sort of, yeah.” The Doctor nodded. “You’re full of it.” Ross laughed. “Sort of, yeah.” “But, all this plastic stuff. Who else knows about it?” Ross asked. “He does.” The Doctor said, pointing to me. “I do.” “It’s just you two? On your own?” Ross asked. “Well, who else is there? I mean, you lot, all you do is eat chips, go to bed and watch telly, while all the time, underneath you, there’s a war going on.” The Doctor reasoned. “Okay, start from the beginning. I mean, if we’re going to go with the living plastic, and I don’t even believe that, but if we do, how did you kill it?” Ross questioned. “The thing controlling it projects life into the arm. I cut off the signal, dead.” The Doctor answered. “So that’s radio control?” I asked. “Thought control. Are you okay?” He asked, checking my slight bruises on my neck. “Yeah…” I nodded. “So, who’s controlling it, then?” Ross asked. “Long story.” The Doctor said, impatiently. “But what’s it all for? I mean, shop window dummies, what’s that about? Is someone trying to take over Britain’s shops?” Ross frowned. “No.” “No?” “It’s not a price war. They want to overthrow the human race and destroy you.” The Doctor explained. “Do you believe me?” “Yes.” I answered. “No.” Ross said. “But you’re still listening.” The Doctor noticed. “Really, though, Doctor. Tell me, who are you?” Ross asked. “Do you know like we were saying about the Earth revolving? It’s like when you were a kid. The first time they tell you the world’s turning and you just can’t quite believe it because everything looks like it’s standing still. I can feel it. The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinning at a thousand miles an hour and the entire planet is hurtling round the sun at 67 thousand miles an hour and I can feel it.” The Doctor said before taking mine and Ross’ hands into his own. Suddenly, I could feel it too. A slight movement, like standing on the slowest merry go round. It was weird. “We’re falling through space, all of us, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go…” Then he released our hands and everything felt normal again. “That’s who I am. Now forget me, Ross Lynch. Go home.” The Doctor told him before he gripped my wrist and pulled me the rest of the way to the Tardis. “Why did you ask me to come with you? You seem… You seem to not want him at all.” I asked the Doctor as he came to the control centre again, of his Tardis. “He has family.” The Doctor answered, simply. “It wouldn’t be fair on them, if something were to happen to him.” He reasoned. “And if something happens to me?” I asked. “It won’t.” The Doctor told me, sternly. “I just got strangled by a living arm made of plastic.” I pointed out. “And I stopped it. You will not die.” The Doctor promised me, walking back over to me. “But I’ll need you to trust me.” “I’ve only just met you.” I muttered, staring into his eyes. “But I do. I trust you.” I said before he leaned in and kissed me. His arms wrapped around me and he held me close as our lips danced together. He gently pushed me back until I was up against one of the rails and the kiss got more and more heated. “Sho-Shouldn’t we be in a rush?” I stammered as he began kissing my neck. “It’s a time machine, Lewis.” He reminded me. “Oh… Right… Then fuck me.” I said, desiring him more and more with every kiss. The Doctor chuckled before stripping off his leather jacket, then quickly beginning to undo my trousers. “God, I love this...” The Doctor muttered before they fell around my ankles, along with my briefs. “Me too.” I half laughed, beginning to undo his pants as well, whilst he was still kissing at my neck. Soon, his trousers fell down his legs along with his boxer shorts, which he kicked away. We were both naked from the waist down - our eagerly hard cocks touching. “Spit on it.” The Doctor instructed me, coming off my neck. I knew exactly what he meant and so I drooled onto his rock hard cock, before he rubbed the saliva into his shaft. “Now turn around for me, baby.” He told me. I did so, turning around and standing against the rail. “You ready for this, Lewis?” He whispered, putting his cock between my cheeks, whilst kissing my shoulder. “So fucking ready…” I nodded. WHAM! The Doctor forced every inch of his cock into me, filling me up completely within seconds. I actually felt a twinge of pain, but I screamed out in the sudden rush of pleasure. “Holy fuck!” I blurted out, gripping the railing tightly. “Oh yeah, fuck that’s tight!” The Doctor grunted. “Mmmm you're big!” I muttered, before he began thrusting back and forth, hard. “Wow, you don't waste time!” I half laughed. “Mmmm I love a quickie!” The Doctor grinned, going faster as his balls slapping against my skin echoed around the Tardis. “Oh fuck, me too! Mmm fuck, it feels so good!” I moaned loudly, feeling his cock slide in and out of me, aggressively, fucking me as hard as he could. “Yeah, Lewis, you take it, baby… Mmm fuck, yeah, you take it so good!” Doctor grunted into my ear before starting to force his tongue into it. “Oh fuck yeah, Doctor! It feels so fucking good!” I moaned, leaning back into him. “Oh, yeah, baby, you're ass feels so great! Mmmm I love it so much!” The Doctor groaned before nibbling on my ear. I became a moaning mess as the Doctor continued pounding into me, his hips thrusting expertly. He began kissing at my neck whilst his hands were running all over my body. “Mmm Doctor, I don't ever wanna leave this spaceship.” I whimpered. “Oh but baby, there's so much more I wanna show you.” The Doctor said before kissing me. We made out, messily, as his cock hit my prostate every time. “Shit, I’m gonna cum…” I whimpered into his mouth. “Oh do it, Lewis! Lemme see you cum for me!” The Doctor grunted. “Oh fuck! Argh fuck! AH FUCK ME, DOCTOR!” I blurted out before shooting cum all over the floor of the Tardis, knees buckling. “Oh yeah, I'm gonna cum too, baby… Oh fuck… Ohhhh fuckkk!” Doctor groaned before also unloading into my ass for the second time. “Hoooooly shit…” The Doctor muttered before sliding out of my ass. The Doctor stepped back against the controls while I turned and leaned back against the railing. “Wow…” I half laughed. “I know right? Shit, I could fuck you all day.” The Doctor chuckled. “I could, actually.” “You wanna?” I asked, up for it. “Ahaha not today. Maybe one day, though.” The Doctor winked. When we both got dressed, the Doctor went over to the control panel and began hitting levers and switches. “What um… What are you doing?” I asked, following him. “I’m trying to track where the next plastic movement is.” He told me. “How many mannequins are we going to have to kill?” I asked. “I’ve just been waiting for this to finish.” The Doctor said before pointing at a vial that was being held in the console. It looked like it was being heated. “What is it?” I asked. “Something that’ll stop the plastic.” “So… Anti-plastic?” I scoffed. “Sure.” The Doctor chuckled. “How long will it be till it picks anything up?” I asked. “Until there’s something to pick up.” The Doctor shrugged. We were there for a while, until finally the Tardis picked something up. “It’s in a pizza restaurant?” I frowned. “I guess so.” The Doctor nodded. “I’m gonna ask you to stay here again - I shouldn’t be long. I’m gonna bring it back in here and try to use it to track down it’s master.” The Doctor informed me as he switched some levers and hit some buttons. “Oh, okay…” “Don’t worry, I’ll be back before you know it.” The Doctor winked. We landed down and I watched as the Doctor left. I looked outside to see we were at the back of the pizza restaurant. So I waited. I waited for him to come back. I looked at the anti-plastic out of curiosity, it looked blue but was pretty opaque. Then soon, I heard screaming. I rushed to the Tardis and opened it. The back door of the restaurant was being bashed into. The Doctor came rushing over while Ross had ran towards the padlocked gates. Ross was now wearing a maroon jacket over his tank top. “Open the gate! Use that tube thing. Come on!” Ross yelled. “Sonic Screwdriver.” The Doctor corrected, standing beside me at the Tardis entrance. “Use it!” He shouted. “Nah. Tell you what, let’s go in here.” The Doctor suggested before coming into the Tardis. “You can’t hide inside a wooden box. It’s going to get us! Doctor!” He shouted. Ross gave up and ran into the Tardis. “It’s going to follow us!” He said before he realised what had happened. His eyes widened at the giant space inside the small box. He ran back out of the door, then after a few minutes, came back inside before I watched the restaurant backdoor get forced open. Standing there was a headless man with a giant hammer/cleaver for a hand. “The assembled hordes of Ghengis Khan couldn’t get through that door and believe me, they’ve tried. Now shut up, a minute.” The Doctor assured him. “This head’s perfect. I can use it to trace the signal back to the original source.” He told me before he saw Ross, who was still struggling. “Right, where do you want to start?” “Um… The inside is bigger than the outside.” Ross said. “Yes.” “It’s alien.” Ross muttered. “Yep.” “Are you both alien?” “I am but he’s not.” The Doctor answered. “Is that all right?” “Yeah.” “It’s called the Tardis, this thing. T A R D I S. That’s Time And Relative Dimension In Space.” He told us before Ross suddenly burst into tears. “That’s okay. Culture shock. Happens to the best of us.” The Doctor said. “Did they kill him? Chance? Did they kill Chance? Is he dead?” Ross asked him, horrified. “Oh. I didn’t think of that.” The Doctor admitted. “Who’s Chance?” I frowned. “He’s my boyfriend. He pulled off his head.” Ross told me, through tears. “They copied him and you didn’t even think!” He spat at The Doctor, when I noticed ‘Chance’ the plastic head was melting. “Urrr, Doctor? Is that supposed to be happening?” I asked, rushing over. “Oh, no, no, no, no, no!” He panicked, before starting up the Tardis. “What’re you doing?” Ross asked. “Following the signal. It’s fading. Wait a minute, I’ve got it! No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Almost there! Almost there! Here we go!” He blurted out before the Tardis finally stopped. The Doctor immediately ran for the door. “You can’t go out there! It’s not safe!” Ross said as we both rushed after him. We came out to the north of the Thames, near the RAF monument. I could see the London Eye on the other side of the river. “Shit, I’ve lost the signal. I got so close!” The Doctor groaned. “We’ve moved… Does it fly?” Ross realised. “Disappears there and reappears here. You wouldn’t understand.” The Doctor told him. “If we’re somewhere else, what about that headless thing? It’s still on the loose?” Ross asked. “It melted with the head. Are you going to witter on all night?” The Doctor complained. “Doctor what do we do now?” I asked. “Lemme think…” He said. “I’ll have to tell his mother. Chance. I’ll have to tell his mother he’s dead, and you just went and forgot him, again! You were right, you are alien.” Ross continued. “Look, if I did forget some kid called Chance-“ “Yeah, he’s not a kid-“ “-it’s because I’m trying to save the life of every stupid ape blundering on top of this planet, all right?” Doctor snapped at him. “All right!” “Yes, it is!” “If you are an alien, why do you sound like you’re from London?” Ross asked. “Something the Tardis does.” The Doctor answered, dismissively. “What’s a police public call box?” Ross added. “It’s a telephone box from the 1950’s. It’s a disguise.” The Doctor answered. “Okay. And this, this living plastic. What’s it got against us?” Ross questioned. “Nothing. It loves you. You’ve got such a good planet. Lots of smoke and oil, plenty of toxins and dioxins in the air, perfect. Just what the Nestene Consciousness needs. It’s food stock was destroyed in the war, all its protein plants rotted, so Earth, dinner!” The Doctor explained. “Any way of stopping it?” Ross asked. “The anti-plastic.” I answered. “Anti-plastic?” Ross repeated. “Anti-plastic.” Doctor nodded, holding up the tube of blue liquid. “But first I’ve got to find it. How can you hide something that big in a city this small?” “Hide what?” I asked. “The transmitter. The Consciousness is controlling every single piece of plastic, so it needs a transmitter to boost the signal.” Doctor told me. “What would it look like?” I asked. “Like a transmitter! Round and massive, slap bang in the middle of London. A huge circular metal structure like a dish, like a wheel. Radial. Close to where we’re standing. Must be completely invisible.” Doctor described. I frowned before turning around, looking at the London Eye. “Doctor…?” I said, pointing towards it. “Oh, fantastic!” He said before holding my face and kissing me, then running off. We ran across the Westminster Bridge, towards the London Eye, on the South Bank. “Think of it, plastic all over the world, every artificial thing waiting to come alive. The shop window dummies, the phones, the wires, the cables-“ “The breast implants!” Ross added to the Doctor’s list. “Still, we’ve found the transmitter. The Consciousness must be somewhere underneath.” Doctor told us. “What about down here?” Ross pointed out a manhole entrance at the bottom of some steps. “Looks good to me.” Doctor nodded. We went down and opened the hatch… A red light flowed inside. We climbed down a short ladder and came inside a very brick-built area with lots of chains hanging from the ceiling. We went down a flight of steps into a multi-level chamber. Below us was a gigantic vat filled with what looked like molten plastic, moving around. It looked horrific. “The Nestene Consciousness. That’s it, inside the vat. A living plastic creature.” Doctor told us. “Well, then… Tip in your anti plastic and let’s go.” Ross told him. “I’m not here to kill it. I’ve got to give it a chance.” Doctor told us before going down to a catwalk that overlooked the seething vat. I decided to follow him. “I seek audience with the Nestene Consciousness under the peaceful contract according to convention 15 of the Shadow Proclamation.” The Doctor spoke, clearly. The living plastic moved in response. “Thank you. If I might have permission to approach?” The Doctor asked. “Oh, God! Chance! It’s okay. It’s alright!” Ross panicked, rushing over to him. He was on a lower level, cowering in a corner. “That thing down there, the liquid. Ross, it can talk!” He cried. “You’re stinking. Doctor, they kept him alive.” Ross informed him. “Yeah, that was always a possibility. Keep him alive to maintain the copy.” Doctor nodded. “You know that and you never said?!” “Can we keep the domestics outside, thank you!” Doctor snapped at him before addressing the vat of plastic. “If I might observe, you infiltrated this civilisation by means of warp shunt technology. So may I suggest, with the greatest respect, that you shunt off?” He spat. A face began forming in the plastic, something made of nightmares. The orange glow it gave off didn’t help either. It seemed to be talking to the Doctor, though I couldn’t understand it. “Oh, don’t give me that. It’s an invasion, plain and simple… Don’t talk about the constitutional rights. I am talking! This planet is just starting! These stupid little people have only just learnt how to walk, but they’re capable of so much more. I’m asking you on their behalf: Please, just go.” The Doctor tried. Suddenly, two pairs of shop dummies came out of the shadows, each grabbing me and the Doctor by the arms. One pulled out the anti plastic from the Doctor’s pockets. “That was insurance! I wasn’t going to use it. I was not attacking you! I’m here to help. I’m not your enemy, I swear, I’m not!” The Doctor panicked. The molten alien made a noise. “What do you mean?” Doctor asked before a door slid back behind Ross and Chance, revealing the Tardis. “No. Oh, no. Honestly no… Yes, that’s my ship… That’s not true. I should know, I was there! I fought in the war! It wasn’t my fault! I couldn’t save your world! I couldn’t save any of them!” The Doctor cried, sounding distraught. “What’s it doing?” I asked him, feeling the tight grip of the plastic fingers. They were stronger than they looked. “It’s the Tardis! The Nestene identified it’s superior technology. It’s terrified. It’s going to the final phase. It’s starting the invasion!” He explained. “I’m so sorry.” Doctor said, looking fearful. “Get out, Ross!” He yelled towards her as the plastic in the vat roared. Soon, it began throwing waves of energy. I could feel it passing through me, almost like feeling a blast of air. “It’s the activation signal. It’s transmitting!” Doctor told me. “It’s the end of the world…” I muttered, terrified. “Get out, Ross! Just get out! Run!” Doctor yelled to him. “The stairs have collapsed!” He yelled back. The mannequins began pushing Doctor and I towards the vat, but we did our best to push back. “I’m so sorry, Lewis! I didn’t want this! I thought I could keep you safe!” Doctor cried. “It’s not over yet!” I said, still trying to break free. Then suddenly, we heard a scream. We looked over to see Ross swinging on a chain, towards us. He managed to kick the mannequin holding the anti-plastic, making it topple over into the vat. The monster inside screamed and the mannequins let go of us, freaking out. “Ross!” Doctor yelled out before catching him on the way back from his swing. “Now we’re in trouble!” Explosions started erupting from the creature but the waves of energy stopped. The Doctor, Ross and I raced to the Tardis and all went inside, along with Chance. The Doctor quickly hit some levers and we escaped from the explosions and landed back outside Ross’ flat. Chance immediately tumbled through the doors and ran out, traumatised. Ross quickly went over to him, to comfort him. I went over to the doorway with the Doctor. “A fat-lot of food you two were.” Ross said to us. “Nestene Consciousness? Easy.” Doctor scoffed. “You were useless in there. You’d both be dead if it wasn’t for me.” Ross pointed out. “Yes, we would. Thank you.” He said. “Yeah, really.” I nodded. “Right then, we’ll be off, unless, err… I don’t know, you could come with me. This box isn’t just a London hopper, you know? It goes anywhere in the Universe free of charge.” The Doctor offered. “Don’t. He’s an alien. He’s a thing.” Chance blurted out. “He’s not invited.” I said, bluntly. “What do you think? You could stay here, fill your life with work and food and sleep, or you could go anywhere.” Doctor persuaded, making me get a twinge of excitement. “Is it always this dangerous?” Ross asked. “Yeah.” Doctor nodded. A twinge of fear. “Yeah, I can’t. I’ve got to go find my Mum and someone’s got to look after this stupid lump, so…” Ross sighed, referring to Chance. “Okay. See you around.” The Doctor said before shutting the Tardis doors. “Well that’s a shame.” He said walking towards the controls and ‘taking off’. “Wanting a threesome or something? ‘Cause I wouldn’t blame you.” I scoffed. “Yeah, kinda… He’s braver than I thought, too.” The Doctor said. “But I thought… I thought you didn’t want him because he had family?” I asked. “Maybe… But maybe he deserves a choice.” The Doctor admitted. “Are you okay? I know that would’ve been a bit… Freaky…” Doctor asked me, coming over. “I’m shaken up but… I’m excited.” I admitted. “Really?” “Anywhere in space and time while banging an alien? It… It feels like it’s taken 20 years for my life to finally get… Exciting.” I smiled, making him chuckle. “Did you mention that? The whole time machine thing to Ross?” I asked. “Shit… I didn’t…” He said before hitting levers and switches. Soon, we were back in the same place we dropped her off. Doctor rushed over to the door and opened it. “By the way, did I mention it also travels in time?”
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