Doktor C.A.B.enstein ~ Alien

<u>Liner Notes:</u> We're getting more Monstery as we near the heart of <b>C.A.B.'s Second Annual OktoberFetish 2013 Celebration! </b> Since the <b>Alien</b> franchise debuted, I have read a number of hare-brained articles by folks who have nothing better to do than to force-fit their world views on any given film. Case in point; how the movie Alien (and its follow-ups) were all about the demasculinization of the modern male. To wit: the oral phallic rape by the 'face-hugger' on weedy helpless men; the perceived gaping drooling vaginal parts on everything from the Alien mouth, to the alien eggs, to the face-huggers (again); the underlying current of female reproduction, Queen of the hive, and so forth; the hapless men that inevitably all get whacked easily in some gory fashion (their machismo and bravado made pointless, if not, detrimental to their health); and the rise of the heroine survivor (the steely nerved Ellen Ripley).

Well, I do not think I'm buying into that. In fact, when my friends and I went to see the premiere of Alien in 1979, not knowing what to expect and our heads all full of friendly, fun, Star Wars adventure; as soon as the music started we knew this was not going to be another foo foo space opera… we sat, white-knuckled, at the edge of our seats, frightened out of our wits… there was never anything like it. Rest assured, sexual subtext was the last things on our minds.

Looking back, I do suppose there was nothing hotter on film than Warrent Officer Ellen Ripley's lingering disrobing shot; in fact I don't think panties and a tank-top ever looked more erotic. Soon forgotten as we realize the fucking <i>thing</i> is on the escape vessel with her, and we all feel our bladders are suddenly quite full.

But here, ol' C.A.B. invites you to an alternate ending; one more concerned with lingering erotica and do-gooder comeuppance. The Alien gets the best of things, and poor Ripley gets the wringer. The poor beast, running entirely on instinct, cocoons our heroine and keeps her alive and well… that is, until the beast can digest the crew its eaten and most probably spontaneously change sex from drone to queen. Her egg will need a host. So Ripley endures a very long trip back to the Terran system. The immobilizing sticky encapsulation would almost be tolerable but for the creatures incessant prodding and tickling of its captive.

Gotta love a monster that comes with its own bondage spittle.


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great art always wanted to see some alien tickling thanks

lol lets see a part two to this called aliens lol
love this piece

Yes very nice C.A.B.!

Huh. Never thought I'd post this about C.A.B.'s work, but...meh. Doesn't do much for me. The eroticism of the outfit gets lost for me in the encrusted alien bits surrounding her thighs and ribcage. And the helmet's cool, but kinda gets in the way. And just overall...doesn't hit me where I live the way your stuff usually does.

So why am I taking the trouble to say that a well-enough-crafted piece of art doesn't work for me? Mostly to prove that my fanboy ravings about other pieces are the real thing. 🙂

Brilliant as always, C.A.B.! This movie definitely set the standard back then, and spawned a legion of knock-offs. A fine addition, Doktor!

Great work, as usual. Thanks for sharing it here. 😀

As I said in DA:
NOw my most favorite art by you
Alien is my favorite movie, the aliens are my favorite creatures, Sigounry is my favorite actress... and tickling my most favorite anything 😀

Good work. Only wish it was Sigourney Weaver being tickled though lol.

Sigourney never looked happier!!!! Grazie, C.A.B.!!!

In space they may not hear you scream, but you sure can laugh your head off. Brilliant as ever, though I never would have thought to turn 'Alien' into a tickle-fetish scene. Your talent and imagination continue to amaze.

That's one impressive alien!