The cage I was kept in was too small to stand in. I sat naked in the empty cage with my knees huddled to my chest. Strange noises came from the creatures around me. None of them could talk, none of them seemed sentient. They were all primitive alien animals and I was being treated like I was no better.
After about an hour two guards came for me. They were taking no chances now. As soon as my cage door opened they barreled in and held me down.
"No, please!" I yelled, but my efforts were futile.
The nearby creatures let out a cacophony of excited noises in response to the struggle. The guards bound my wrists and ankles in heavy metal restraints and then carried me from my cage. One held my arms, the other my legs. I struggled and thrashed, but it was too late. I knew that fighting was useless, but even so, I tried to wriggle free from their grasp. The aliens leading me down the corridor paid no attention to my cries for help or my struggles, they remained completely indifferent to my situation.
I was taken back to the small lab where Keldon was waiting alone. He still wore the bandage on his neck and it was accompanied by a frosty glare on his face.
"Place Subject 004 on the examination table," Keldon told the guards and they obeyed.
I didn't even argue with the name he called me, it was no longer that important.
"Please, Keldon," I begged as my back met the cold metal of the table. "I'm sorry I attacked you. I won't do it again. Please don't keep me in a cage."
Keldon didn't even look at me. He picked up a small metal disk and placed it over my mouth.
"Mpff!" I moaned as the disk expanded and clamped over my mouth, smothering any sound. I stared at Keldon, silently pleading with him to give me another chance, but he never so much as looked my way.
He repeated the same examination he'd done before and when he was finished he let out a defeated sigh. "You are no longer suitable to be my research subject," he said.
My eyes widened. Did this mean that he was going to let me go? Or was I simply going to be disposed of? My fate was likely going to be the same as subjects 1-3. I could feel my pulse thrumming aggressively as I waited for him to elaborate.
"You have been contaminated by the zyglaroth and are pregnant with its child."
A part of me withered up and died. That beast had impregnated me. I was going to give birth to--what? Another zyglaroth? A human-zyglaroth hybrid? Maybe death would be better than that. I couldn't imagine such a monstrous creature tearing its way out of my vagina.
"You will be given to Research Team B, the animal researchers. You belong to them now. Return her to her cage."
Tears of fear and despair fell from my eyes as I was carried out of the lab. My escorts did not care. They tossed me into my cage, removed the restraints from my mouth and limbs, and then locked me up again.
I screamed for somebody to help me, to give me another chance, to do anything but leave me like this. I screamed until my voice was hoarse and I could scream no longer. Nobody came and the only answer I got was from the beasts that surrounded me. I curled up in a ball and cried until I fell asleep on the hard metal floor.
At some point, I was woken up by an alien in a green outfit. It wasn't Zolto, but a different one. I blinked my eyes open and saw him pushing a thin mat through the bars of my cage.
"What is this?" I asked.
"A bed," he replied without looking at me.
"What about blankets?" I asked. To that he did not reply. Apparently, I was not deserving of any more comfort than a mat. I'd seen dogs with better sleeping arrangements.
Next, he fixed a water bottle to the bars, the ones hamsters were given with the metal pipe to drink out of. My mouth fell open in disgust. They could not treat me like this.
"Please," I whispered. There was no fight left in me. I was broken and defeated and I just wanted to be given the smallest fraction of humanity back.
Finally, the alien pushed a bowl of food through the bars and left it on the floor of my cage before he turned and walked away. The food looked like dog food, a pile of jellified meat. I hadn't even been given a spoon. Despite how unappealing it looked, my stomach still growled.
I crawled over to the bowl and looked at it. I hated the idea of eating it, but I was so hungry. I dipped one finger into it and then shoved it into my mouth. It truly tasted worse than it appeared but that was not saying much. I had two options, consume it or starve to death. With my stomach rumbling I knew that death by starvation would not come quickly. I ate the foul meat in as fast as I could. It made me feel nauseous, but it was better than dying. My stomach churned with every mouthful I swallowed.
When I was finished I sucked some water from the feeding bottle, feeling utterly humiliated to do so, and then curled up on my mat. After a while, I fell asleep once more and dreamed of happier times.
When I woke up it was much darker. The lights had been lowed to a dim amber and I could see the shapes of sleeping animals in their cages. My throat was scratchy and raw and I crawled across my cage to drink some water. I gulped the liquid down, noticing that it felt thicker than normal water, but not caring because I was so thirsty.
I returned to my mat and that's when I felt the familiar sensation of arousal tugging at my nether region. They'd put something in my water. I eyed the bottle suspiciously, wondering if they'd ejaculated into it. Even as I stared at the bottle my hand cupped my tit and squeezed.
"Oh, fuck," I muttered to myself, as I laid back on the mat and stroked my eager pussy.
The substance was doing its job quickly. I spread my legs and rubbed myself for all I was worth. My fingers dipped deeper into my slit as I rubbed faster and faster. I was soon slick with my horny juices. My moans attracted the attention of the creatures around me and pretty soon my scent was eliciting growls and moans of arousal from them too. If there hadn't been bars between us I was certain they would have tried to take me. And I would have let them.
