Page 6 of Alien Abduction for Beginners
"Humans exist in various colours, just like you Kardarians, but just like with you, they're all the same on the inside. I'd recommend choosing a female that's not too small unless you don't plan to use her for...physical purposes."
Her third eye twitched with amusement.
"Thank you for the advice," Xil said and bowed his head. "Anything else we should know?"
"It sometimes helps to keep them in only one room in the beginning until they acclimatise to their new life. They can be both irrational and curious, and you really don't want them running amok around your ship."
I exchanged a look with the others and cringed. Yes, we'd already experienced that with the last female we'd tried to abduct. We'd learned from that. This time, all our escape pods had been biolocked to the three of us. Same with the ship controls and the board computer. The female wouldn't be able to get off this ship unless we let her - which, of course, we wouldn't. She was ours to keep.
"Is there a particular continent we should choose?" Matar asked.
"I'm not an expert on Peritus geography, but as far as I know, it doesn't matter. In the past hundred years or so, their governments have worked hard to make sure everyone on the planet has equal opportunities and resources. However, I assume you have read O'ltg'si's research on socioeconomic influences on abductions?"
I nodded enthusiastically, while the other two pretended to know what she was talking about. I smirked. I'd enjoyed that particular research and thought it might come in handy.
"It can be beneficial to abduct someone from a poor background," Professor Katila summarised the study. "That plus no or very few family ties will make them quicker to adjust to their new life."
"A poor orphan," Xil muttered. "Makes sense."
"How do we identify one, though?" Matar asked the Professor. "I assume they don't run around with 'I am an orphan' signs on Peritus?"
Katila chuckled. "No, they don't. But you could hack into their government databases and find the information that way. Or you simply go to one of the poorer districts in whatever settlement you land and search for an abductee manually. Either way, I wish you the best of luck with your assignment. Document everything as best as you possibly can so that I can give you a good grade."
She smiled and ended the transmission.
I glanced at the guys. "Are we going to do the database thing? I'm sure Matar can hack whatever security measures they use."
Xil shook his head. "I feel like going hunting will be more fun. Plus, it'll give us more material for our assignment reports." He rolled his eyes. "Remember, this isn't just an abduction, it's also a practical exercise for the IGU."
It wasn't hard to forget that, not after having spent the past week reading copious amounts of research papers and listening to virtual lectures. I felt as prepared as I could be. The last few times we'd tried to abduct a female, we hadn't known what we were doing. This time, we were ready.
"Let's randomly choose a place," Matar suggested. "I can let the computer run through all the names of towns and cities on Peritus and have it stop at a random time."
I nodded. "Sounds as good a method as any."
Xil inclined his head in agreement. "Start it. I'll be the one to say stop."
Matar moved his hands in a strange dance; inputting data into his implanted comms device. It always looked strange to us because we couldn't see the interface he saw in front of him. I was glad I hadn't decided to get the same implant. I liked my vision without the influence of others.
"Starting now," he said after a moment.
Xil and I waited, locking eyes. My breathing was growing faster as I realised the significance of this moment. We were finally choosing where to go. Where to find our perfect female. In a few hours, we'd hold her in our arms. She might be riding my cock by the end of the day.
I resisted the urge to touch myself. She'd do that for me, soon.
Trish
The heat outside was suffocating. The air inside was even worse. The shack I currently called my home didn't have air conditioning. It didn't even have electricity.
I wiped the sweat off my face, very aware that it would be back within minutes. My body was wet all over. An entire lake was pooling beneath my boobs and I didn't even want to think about my armpits. No deodorant was strong enough for this kind of heat-induced sweating.
It had to be the hottest day of the year. The hottest day in years. I didn't have a thermometer but I didn't need one to know that staying outside for too long would be lethal. Yet I had errands to run and staying home would mean another evening without food to keep the hunger at bay. I had to leave my shack, there was no way around it.
I covered my purple hair beneath a large sun hat and made sure my sunscreen film still covered my skin. I'd stolen it, but it had been worth the guilt. My skin had always been prone to sunburn and this high-tech film prevented it almost entirely. I'd have to recharge it soon, but for that, I needed to find somewhere with an open electricity port. In this town, those were rare. The world may have recovered from the wars and natural catastrophes in most places, but not here. This was a dirt hole that I'd tried to escape ever since my parents had abandoned me. Problem was, leaving was hard if you had no money. So I'd spent the past few years trying to make not only a living but also to put away some savings. And failed. I didn't even have enough money to pay for my dinner today.
Hopefully, Chadra would have some work for me. I adjusted my hat one last time, making sure its wide brim would throw some shade over my eyes - both to protect from the sun as well as unwanted attention - before leaving my shack. I didn't bother locking the door. If someone wanted to break in, they'd be able to do so without much effort. Besides, I had no valuables to steal and I doubted anyone would take the few things I had. They wouldn't bring them any money at the market. Most of it had been found or stolen. I'd become good at repairing broken things so that I could use them nonetheless.
I hurried along the dusty road leading into town. My shack was at the very outskirts, in the slums, although of course, nobody called them that. Slums had existed two centuries ago, but not any longer. No, we weren't supposed to exist. The people in power ignored us and we ignored them in turn. This was a lawless, dangerous place, but it wasn't like I could afford to live anywhere else. I paid exactly zero rent because, well, I lived in a tiny wooden hut with a leaky roof. Not exactly luxury.
