It was an uneventful morning at Kojima High School for Sakura Kasugano and her friends. No thugs came out from the shadows to pick fights with the schoolkids, no evil mastermind was plotting a diabolical scheme, and even Karin Kanzuki, Sakura's rival, decided not to be a complete bitch with both her money and influence. Ibuki and Makoto found the slow morning relaxing. Still, Sakura had a feeling that today would be something special. And she wasn't wrong!
You see, there in Japan was the site of the seventh annual Street Fighter tournament. Fighters from all over the globe had traveled to this place for their chance at big money or plenty of renown for their efforts. They wanted to be known as the grand champion, the Earth's mightiest warrior! The fact that the tournament was sponsored and orchestrated by Shadaloo didn't seem to bother them as much as it should have, though some fighters like Cammy, Chun-Li, and Crimson Viper were on their toes for anything suspicious or juicy that could help them bring down that organization. However, for someone like Sakura, the tournament was like one big fiesta, a grand party that anyone could attend. Once school was over for the day today, she would head out and meet with all her friends before participating in the tournament.
Oh, she could just feel that this day would be so much fun for everybody!<|im_end|>
Space, the final frontier - a place where man has yet to explore even .1% of this massive horizon and sea of stars. Hanging over the little blue planet known as Earth, a small twinkle could be seen clear as day heading straight for Earth. The space satellites in its way would be blown away in an instant. The unknown object then broke the atmosphere of planet Earth, conveniently smashing right into the courtyard of Kojima High School.
The smoke and debris cleared, and when it did, and the early morning folk gathered around to see what had landed. The sound of a door opening was made out. The object lying in the center of the school's courtyard was indeed a UFO carrying within it a single E.T. woman with wriggling tendrils for arms, legs, and hair. Her face was pretty, but the moment she saw all the people gathered around her petite lips raised in a happy little grin. "Such... delicious-looking carriers," she said. Her tendrils soon shot out aiming numerous appendages about them, binding about targets surrounding her. Tendrils ripped at uniforms and clothing, tearing at that which she couldn't reach.
The screams of terror filled the air, as well as the sounds of women and others getting their orifices drilled by numerous tendrils. Anyone who stopped to stare was soon being grabbed left and right, stripped, and then drilled and pumped full of a strange substance along with what felt like rocks being piled up inside their bodies - eggs, it seemed, from this extra-terrestrial. This being seemed to have not come in peace at all.<|im_end|>