Page 9 of Alien Abduction for Beginners
"Who," Havel corrected drily but he did as I'd asked.
She was small, much smaller than a Kardarian female would ever be, and didn't have enough flesh on her bones. Was she supposed to be this way or was she emaciated? We'd have to find out once she woke. Her hips were wide and strong, perfect for birthing our offspring. She only had five fingers and toes each, but I'd read that this was the norm for humans. I curled my six fingers into a fist. Maybe Havel could give her those extra digits to make her look a little more normal.
"I love her breasts," Matar sighed in contentment. "Look how they'd fit into my hands."
He got up, but Havel stepped in his way. "No touching until she's awake."
Matar growled, his tail slapping against the floor. "You don't tell me what to do."
"But the Captain does." Havel shot me a stern look.
I wanted to touch her too, but our healer was right, this wasn't the time to explore her body. "Later," I said. "Sit down. It will be more fun when she's awake and can tell us how good it feels."
"Can't you wake her now?" Matar complained. "She looks healthy to me."
Havel rolled his eyes but checked his medical instruments. "In theory, I could. But are we all feeling ready to havethe talkwith her?"
I nodded. "I'll take the lead. Havel, try to keep your fangs hidden for now. Matar, no sudden tail movements. We don't want to scare her."
Both of them inclined their heads in agreement, before Havel started adjusting the machines that were keeping our human unconscious.
"It'll take a few minutes for her to fully wake. Be patient. Let her wake up naturally and take in her surroundings. Maybe we should all move back a little."
The three of us retreated to the back of the room. I didn't want to be that far away from her, but Havel's advice made sense. We had to go slowly or we'd end up in the same situation as last time when our abductee had run around the ship like crazy, threatened us with our own weapons before jumping onto an escape pod. I shook my head to dispel the memory. The embarrassment of that still hurt.
The human moaned softly, but her eyes stayed closed.
"This could take a while," Havel whispered. "I've tried to find out as much about their physiology as possible, but a lot of it is still guesswork."
I shushed him with a glare. She didn't need to hear us talk about her like a lab experiment when she first woke up.
We waited in silence, the tension rising with every minute that passed. Finally, her eyelids twitched and she let out another moan. That sound woke something in me, a feral instinct to protect this female. I clenched my fists to prevent me from storming to her side to hug her to my chest. She wasmine.
She opened her eyes but didn't sit up yet. All she could see was the ceiling, which was probably the blandest ceiling in the entire ship. Our vessel was old but we made sure to keep it clean and homely. We spent most of the year on the ship and it therefore had to feel like a place we wanted to spend time in. Matar had decorated most of the walls with colourful, abstract paintings. He growled at anyone who commented on them, but I knew he was secretly proud of his art, even though it didn't fit into the image of the macho, growly, aggressive male he tried to be.
The med bay, however, hadn't been painted and was boring shades of grey and white. With a white sheet covering most of her body, her dark hair stood out even more. Kardarian females didn’t have manes like that. They had short, wiry tendrils sprouting from their scalp, but nothing as soft and lush as this. I couldn’t wait to have tiny Kardarians with long, soft manes on my arm, looking up at their papa with adoration.
"Hello?" she asked, her voice hoarse as if she'd screamed a lot. Maybe it was dehydration.
"Did you give her that oxygen-hydrogen fluid humans like?" I whispered to Havel.
His eyes widened. "I forgot. I made some but I only gave her standard fluids to rehydrate her, not what they call water."
I was tempted to rip off his head, but we needed our healer.
"Get her some right now."
"Shouldn't we wait-"
"What the fuck?" the female suddenly exclaimed and we turned back to her. She'd sat up and was staring at us. Time to follow Professor Katila's instructions and startthe talk.
"Hello, female," I began, "you have been abducted and are now on the Jade, my ship. You will not return to Earth. You will become our mate and breeder and you will be happy with us. Do you have any questions?"
She blinked several times, then rubbed her eyes. Was there something wrong with her? I shot a panicked look at Havel, but he didn't seem too worried.
I realised I'd forgotten part of my speech and quickly continued. "I am Xil, Captain of this ship. This is Havel, our healer, and Matar, our engineer. We are Kardarians, one of the most powerful species in the galaxy. We are compatible with you, although you may need some practice to accept our cocks because you're so small. We don't know yet if we're compatible for breeding, but we will find out. Oh, and-"
I ripped open my uniform to expose my mottled chest. "I have large spots and scales. Havel has fangs. Matar has a tail. Besides that, we aren't all that different from you. Except that you're missing fingers."
