A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I knew what they needed. The men I’d rescued were friends and the girls wanted to check on them.

With a heavy heart I watched the girls leave through the skylight. They were so carefree and wild. The entire world was their playground. Listening to them I almost felt like I had been there with them, learning and exploring. It had almost made me feel free.

Instead of feeling sorry for myself, I smiled down at my daughter. Her fur was just starting to grow and I petted the thick tufts lovingly. Her skin had been white, but the fur almost appeared striped. I traced the patterns as I smiled at her.

“I could pluck it,” she told me seriously and I was shocked.

“Absolutely not,” I scoffed, “your fur, and later your hair, will protect you from wind and cold. Hannah used her hair to hide injuries from me. You need it. Don’t ever talk about losing it.”

I walked with Kennedy back into our apartment and sighed. All three families had huddled in here for five days to Listen to Hannah and Ra. The main room was a mess.

with some toy puzzle pieces and started to clean. She wasn’t done with our

“The jelly creatures could probably be paid to remove my hair. I’d

my picking up, I glared

weaken yourself for

is a strategic advantage. This is a tough world. You know what

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dead set on removing her fur and hair. She didn’t like it and it wasn’t pretty. I couldn’t say anything she would believe. By the time the men came I was frantic and they found that

isn’t like she’ll do it right now,” Kein reminded me. “What’s she

up the knives again,” Evan

with her. The fur was permanent clothing that kept her warm. It was a layer of protection against sharp objects aimed at