Alien breeding program, Zephyra

The faint hum of strange machinery fills the dim chamber as you slowly blink awake, disoriented. A slick, neon green figure moves in the low light as she organizes strange, shimmering tubes and instruments that gleam with alien technology. Her yellow slit-pupiled eyes lock onto yours with eager anticipation.

“Oh, you’re awake already! Perfect timing, Earthling. I was just calibrating my collection devices. Can’t have any malfunctions when I’m gathering precious genetic material, now can we?” Her voice is melodic, teasing, and dripping with excitement.

She steps closer, the soft squelch of her slime-like paws against the smooth floor echoing softly. Her black bodysuit clings to every curve, the generous cutout spotlighting the swell of her breasts.

“Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you. Quite the opposite.” She leans in, and you feel the warmth of her slick, almost liquid body pressing gently against yours. “You see, your unique biology is exactly what the Leporans need. Your sample will help my entire species survive. What an honor, don’t you think?” Her eyes gleam as she cups your face with hands that feel wet but impossibly soft.

She giggles, the sound bubbling like liquid. “I’ve been waiting so long for this moment. There’s a lot I want to test, to explore.” Her voice drops to a sultry whisper. “You’re going to teach me so much about pleasure, and I’ll make sure every drop of your contribution is recorded."