Page 12 of Alien Abduction for Beginners
Her voice had a strange vibration to it, but I hadn't read about this happening so I didn't know what that might mean. Excitement? Relief? There was so much learning to do. I was starting to think that humans were far more multi-faceted than I'd realised.
"Probing," Matar reminded us. "Now."
I walked over to my probing trolley that had all the instruments I'd require. I'd crafted most of them myself after studying human physiology. Most of the tools I'd have used for Kardarians were too big for our dainty little female. She was even smaller than I'd anticipated.
I chose one of the smallest tools and held it up so our female could see how unthreatening it looked. "Shall we start with the anal probing? Please roll around so I have better access. You can hand that sheet to Matar; I think subjects generally prefer being naked during probing."
She looked down at herself and grabbed the edge of the sheet covering her. "I'm naked," she stated.
"Yes, you are. I had to undress you when I looked after your injuries. Is that a problem? Did you want to experience the undressing while you're conscious?"
Trish
This was one weird dream. I was starting to think that I was still lying by the side of the road, unconscious, having some strange concussion-induced visions. That was the only explanation. Even if I really had been abducted by aliens, I very much doubted that they'd ask my opinions about probing. Aliens didn't do that. They just did what they wanted before dropping you off back on Earth with your memory wiped. Or they sold you as slaves. Or...well, anything except this.
The blue alien seemed intent on stuffing that metal rod into my arse. I'd always loved anal sex - when I say always, I mean the two times my ex tried that with me before we split up - but this was something else entirely. What would happen if I said no? Would they still continue? They didn't seem intent on harming me, but they'd been brainwashed into thinking that this was part of the abduction process.
I laughed hysterically, causing them to look at me with confusion. Abduction process. Their words, not mine. Definitely a crazy dream.
"I'm glad you're happy about this," the blue alien - Havel, I believed - said with a grin. His fangs glistened in the bright light of the room, making a shudder run down my back. Maybe it was a good idea to do what they said. Those fangs looked lethal. I bet they were poisonous.
All three aliens were massive, hulking males full of hard muscles and tempting abs. They were drop-dead gorgeous, even with their scales, fangs, and tails. One tail. I couldn't help but look at it again. The green alien had rolled up his sleeves, exposing dark markings along his arms. Tattoos or birthmarks? Who knew. His tail was wrapped around his left leg like a snake, but I'd seen him pound the floor with it earlier. I wanted him to turn around so I could see if he had a hole in his (very tight) trousers where the tail sprouted from...his tail bone? Was it part of his bum? Or higher? I didn't dare ask him. He gave me the most dangerous vibes of the three of them. The yellow alien was the captain of the ship, but he had a good-natured smile on his face while he waited for the probing to begin. He'd shown me his mottled, scaled skin earlier. His shirt was still open, exposing pecs that were to die for.
My mouth watered at the sight. I shouldn't ogle them like that. They'd abducted me and were planning to stuff instruments into my - what had he called it? - orifices. My arse was just the beginning, I was sure of it. Another shiver ran down my back, but I wasn't sure if it was fear or excitement. It had been a while since I'd had anyone look at me with such fascination, even adoration.
Don't give in to the aliens, Trish. They've probably given you some drugs to make you fancy them. Maybe they played with my vision, too. What were the chances of all three of them looking this hot? Perhaps they were ugly monsters with tentacles and warts, and I only saw what I wanted to see.
"Are you speaking English?" I asked, suddenly realising how effortless our communication had been.
The yellow alien laughed. "No, we don't speak your primitive language. Havel fitted you with a translator as soon as we got you onto our ship. It's a brain slug, embedded in your right ear."
I must have misheard. Brain slug. He meant brain plug or something like that. Not slug. Not a slimy animal.
"They feed off soundwaves and then transmit the information right into your brain. You're speaking your language, but our slugs transform it into Kardarian. They've been fitted with microchips that can add whatever language we want. Because we weren't sure where on Earth we'd find you, we added all eight thousand languages spoken on Peritus."
I ignored every single thing he'd said and deleted it from my memory. I was good at that. I'd experienced too much crap to want to remember it all.
Instead, I clung to the last word, one I hadn't heard before. "Peritus?"
"The intergalactic name for your planet. I'm not sure why you call it Earth. You've got so many oceans yet you didn't call it Sea or Ocean."
I cocked my head, surprised. I'd never thought of it like that.
"I have no idea why," I admitted. "Maybe it's because we all live on land. We're not made to live in the sea."
"Yes, you don't have any gills," the blue alien said with an almost disappointed look in his large, expressive eyes.
"Let's start the probing. Anal first?"
I couldn't believe this was happening. I was surrounded by aliens who wanted to look into my arse. With metal probes. And yet...my nipples were getting hard and warmth gathered between my legs. The thought turned me on. I was one crazy lady. I hadn't been with anyone in way too long; it was no surprise I was reacting like that. I was having sex withdrawal symptoms, that had to be it. That's why my mind was conjuring these things. Unless they were real.
That possibility was becoming more and more likely. I doubt even my mind could come up with brain slugs, especially not slugs embedded with microchips. That was one step too far.
"Turn around," the green alien ordered impatiently. "I'm starting to get hungry." His tail thumped on the floor as if to underline his words.
Time to make a decision...
"Is it going to hurt?" I asked, barely able to believe that I was actually considering it.
