me as if looking for reassurance. I nodded encouragingly and she rewarded me with a smile.
"Yes. We have."
"Was the experience satisfactory?"
Our female snorted with amusement. "You could say that."
"Good. I assume that means you're content to continue the abduction experience without resistance or escape attempts?"
Again, Trish laughed. "Yes, I don't plan to run away from this."
She looked at Havel, then Matar, then me, appraising our naked bodies. I looked down at my cocks, thanking them for being able to pleasure Trish so thoroughly. I wasn't sure if our personalities were enough to keep her with us. We'd failed with the lacy clothes and the recording of the couple. I glanced at the screen where the female was impaled on both men's cocks, unmoving. Havel must have stopped the video at some point. It would make a nice wall decoration, inspiring us for the next mating.
"Excellent. I need you to be fully compliant for the next stage. We are setting up a new course for advanced learners. Only those who've completed the first abduction certifications can take part."
"Does that mean we passed?" Matar interrupted eagerly.
"We will need case studies for the course," the Professor continued, ignoring the engineer's question. "If you agree, we will follow you three as you progress with your abductee. As part of the course, other students will analyse your behaviour to learn from it. This means you will be recorded on camera most days during the experiment. I will give you pointers in what to do and how best to proceed, but in the end, the decisions on what to do with your abductee is up to you. At the end of the course, I will decide whether you get the certification or not."
"Certification for this course or both?" Havel asked.
"I will mark you as passed for this course as soon as you agree to be our case study. I will even raise your grades a little to give you a 'good' rather than a 'passable'. I really think you're the perfect group of individuals to learn from. What do you say?"
I looked first at Matar and Havel, then at Trish. Matar looked angry but gave me a curt nod. Havel was more enthusiastic, clearly ecstatic that we might pass the course after all. Trish showed me her thumbs. I didn't know what that meant, but her smile said enough.
"We say yes," I told the Professor. "We're going to do it."
I reached out and took Trish's hands in mine.
Our abduction adventure wasn't over yet.
The End
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Ogled By The Alien Overlord
Ashlyn Hawkes
About Ogled by the Alien Overlord
Nestrol’s life is perfect. He has his love. He’s done his part to ensure the Novans will not die out by impregnating his wife.
Now, she’s given birth to not one baby but two.
Twins.
Double the trouble.
And Nadia wants them to celebrate Christmas.
What the hell is Christmas?
Nestrol
I stroll into the eatery in my home and stop short. Nadia, my gorgeous Earthling wife, is rocking gently back and forth. Her very dark hair is pulled back away from her face, but a few strands have tugged free to frame her angular face. Her full lips beg for a kiss as she murmurs to the twin bundles of joys in her arms.
Yes, twin bundles of joys.
Her babies.
Our babies.
Little