The house is two stories and completely furnished, mostly with old antique furniture.I write this to document the strange occurrences going on in this...house since I moved in. I never was one to believe in ghost stories or anything of the paranormal but over the past month, this house may make me a believer.Night 1During the day, nothing happens that I can tell, the strange happenings mostly occur at night. The first started around 6 pm. I was watching America's Got Talent on the television. Iruka was, surprisingly, a good lover. "So if you leave it would be great..." The woman's reprimand stops when she sees the man's pants fight to keep the hard cock inside. Licking her lips, the woman came up with a better idea. "Or take that cock out and join us." Kunoichi spreads her buttocks and shows her butthole, ready for action. "I still have another hole." What the hell!" Iruka is surprised to hear the proposal, and tries to complain, but the woman's strength was greater than his, so he. ‘Rita, what time does the plane leave for my trip to Houston?’ Barry asked as Rita brought in a stack of papers he requested to take on his trip to the Houston facility. Rita had a surprised look on her face as his question seemed to be out of place. ‘The plane will leave whenever you get there, Mr. Knoll.’ She replied. Barry looked back up at her with a smile on his face. ‘I guess I’ll just have to get used to traveling on the corporate jet, won’t I?’ After years of worrying about airline. They then began to feel us all over, touching, probing, and feeling every inch of our bodies. When the discovered that my breasts were rubber and that my genitals were different, they huddled together for some time and talked in their native tongue. They came back to us and told us that there was nothing to worry about, they were going to fix everything, and make us their emissaries. They took our hoods and helmets off; and standing before me, the taller one approached me, and with his penis.