Jason wasn’t about to become the incubator for a batch of alien babies! He watched the aliens slow movements and devloped a plan of escape. It was a simple matter of running away at just the right time as they unstrapped him to move him from the transformation table to the mating machine. He felt like he may have been slowed down due to the alien DNA now in him, but he was still faster than the aliens.
But where was he going to run to? An escape pod? A transporter? Would he even know what those looked like?
As he dashed through the corridors, he could understand the propoganda being pumped in through sound. It was trying to play on sympathy. It explained the tragic history of the plague on the alien homeworld that wiped out viable females. The cross galaxy trek was an expedition to find compatable species to prevent extinction. Time was running out if they were to save themselves from extinction.
Jason didn’t care. After being turned into a half-alien female for mating and reproductive purposes by force, there were no amount of words that would invoke any sympathy from him...
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