Was this really happening? Was she really on an alien ship, surrounded by creatures from beyond her wildest dreams?
She needed answers, and she assumed, based on the strange dream she’d had and the current situation, that she’d fucked a real alien, and he’d Tarzan-ed her away on his ship.
Even though she’d always fantasized about being swept away by a book boyfriend or her favorite creature, living it as her new reality was a completely different experience.
Perhaps it was the mind-blowing sex or the fact she was thirty-five with nothing going for her, apart from a couple of good friends, but for some reason, she was okay with this outcome.
As long as she wasn’t tripping on something he’d given her, she’d be pissed if that was the cause of her strange documentary-like dream.
She paused for a moment, unsure whether she should approach her cosplayer, try to make sense of what was going on, or stay where she was to communicate with the humans as they woke around her.
Her familiar emerald tinted alien stood off to the side, hissing at a pair of similar aliens—one sapphire tinted, the other ruby.
For some reason, it felt like she knew all three of them…
She laughed at that ridiculousness.
Needing answers, Ashley stood and wrapped her blanket around her like a toga.
“When in Rome…” she muttered as she walked past the room filled with aliens, feeling a sense of awe and wonder as she looked at the strange and bizarre creatures around her.
As she approached the group, she saw that they were engaged in a heated discussion, their voices rising and falling with intensity.
Two hot looking males stood next to them—they were something, eye candy for sure. They appeared human, but there was an odd aura about them that seemed… off.
Ashley would call them twins as they both had the same body structure with blonde hair, dressed in black pants and a vest. What she thought was skin paint was actually some expensive tattoos that shimmered under the room’s lights. One had cyan tattoos all over his body and streaks in his hair—the other’s were emerald.
Xizi looked up, his eyes meeting hers. For a moment, they locked gazes, and his eyes narrowed, filled with an intensity.
She came to a halt in front of him and crossed her arms.
“I guess you aren’t a cosplayer, huh?”
The offending male jerked away as if she just attacked him.
Ashley noticed something familiar in his hand and gasped.
“How dare you take my collectible out of its protective container! Do you have any idea how rare that is?” There in his hand was her brand-new Limited Area 51 Edition Torhk dildo. “Why do you have it?”
Now, all its value was gone. That was why she always bought two—one to use and one to have on display.
Who didn’t like looking at the pretty alien dildos when they weren’t being used? All that glitter and color—and not to forget the shape. That alone turned Ashley on. Paired with the collector’s mini poster of the naked alien that came with it? It was a wonder she ever got anything done.
Xizi kept looking between her and her dildo, licking his lips in confusion. His tail swayed back and forth before curling around his feet, as if to form a barrier between them.
How did she miss his forked tongue, thin, black, and long? Was she that blind with trust and wanting to get laid, she missed this alien male and all his real detail?
The twins laughed, their tenor voices ringing for all to hear. She didn’t understand what was funny.
Ashley had no idea what was funny. She was the one who was currently naked and abducted, while they were here having a normal locker room bro conversation with a bunch of humans who were currently unconscious on the floor.
“You brought a human woman’s pleasure toy as your proof your female works for the human government and collects… the cocks from the males she conquers?” the cyan-colored male barked, smacking the emerald male’s chest. His accent was thick, yet understandable. “Do you really believe she’s some sort of bounty hunter? Hunting, what? Pleasure toys?”
“They’re not just ‘pleasure toys,’ but limited-edition dildos with companion swag,” Ashley clarified with a jerk of her head. “How dare you steal my newest collectable item! And took it out of the box, reducing its value.”
The emerald tattooed male rolled his icy-blue eyes. “He didn’t know, Brother… Let him be. You know humans drugged him, along with the others.”
The cyan male chuckled. “I understand that, but you have to admit that having all these refugees mix with the hitchhiking humans will bring some humor to our ship for a change.”
