Sarah walked down the dark street alone, her nurse's outfit wrinkled from a long day at the hospital. She was in a horrible mood. After getting gelled at by her boss, she had been forced to take a vacation. She hadn't taken one in the past three years, and after forty-eight hours of no sleep, the hospital staff had gotten 'worried' about their chief nurse. Following that, she'd had a screaming match with her boss and been forced to leave the hospital for three weeks to calm her nerves and relax at home.
As she opened the door to the lobby of her apartment building, Sarah felt eyes on her. She looked around her and shrugged the feeling off when there was nobody in sight. She walked into her apartment and dumped all her belongings on the couch, then went to her kitchen to get a drink. A bottle of whisky and a few glasses of red wine later, Sarah was passed out on her couch. As she slept, she had a very strange dream. There were bright lights, and she felt like she was floating through the air. Suddenly, she was having the best wet dream she'd ever known.
It felt like there were a dozen hands roaming over her body, caressing her in the most intimate places and making her moan in bliss. As soon as she was on the verge of climaxing, she was left in need. The rest of her sleep was fitful and everything was sensitive.
Sarah woke with a start, looking wildly around her. She suddenly realized that she was alone in large white room. It was like one of the rooms on the Star Trek spaceships. White, empty, sterile. The only think in the room was the platform she was on. Sarah tried to move her arms, only to find that she was pinned to the tale by steel cuffs around her wrists, waist and ankles, keeping her completely immobile. Then it occurred to her that she was completely vulnerable. Her legs wet held as far apart as it was comfortable, and her hands were above her head. Also, she was naked. Completely bare. She lifted her head to look down at herself and saw that her c-cup breasts were perky on her chest and her pubic hair, though she had little to start with, was completely gone. The long, blonde hair that covered her head was still there, thank god.
As she absorbed all of this, Sarah started to panic. Where was she? Why was she naked? She started to jerk and fight her bonds, screaming for someone to help her. As she began to lose control, a hole opened up in the wall at her left. Sarah jerked her head in that direction just as a humanoid robot walked into the room.
"Please stop struggling, madame. We still have several more days until our journey is over," it said in a monotone voice.
"Where am I? What do you want? Why am I naked?" she demanded, her voice hoarse from screaming.
"You are aboard starship 6172267. I am autobot model 400. What we want is for you to remain calm and comply to all of our instructions. Your presence is requested on planet Viotran. You have been stripped of your earthly belongings for preparation," the robot said in the same monotone, moving toward her again.
"Stay away from me! What do you mean preparation?" she screamed and began to struggle again. The bonds around her only got tighter.
"Please remain calm," said the robot, ignoring her demand to stay away as it walked forward. "Your preparation will begin immediately." Behind it, another hole opened and a giant, octopus-like creature slid into the room. It had at least twenty tentacles and was at least six feet tall. It's appearance caused Sarah to scream again and struggle even harder.
"I am told by my superiors to tell you that if you continue to scream, we will be forced to gag you," the bot said as the creature got closer. Sarah immediately stopped screaming and her eyes bugged out of her head. The table was tilted upwards and the bot began to work on Sarah's bonds. In a matter of moments the table was removed and a kind of air current kept Sarah upright but held her in place. In a weird way, she was comfortable. She still twisted in her bonds and the octopus creature got closer, whimpering in distress.
"My superiors say that your sounds now are much more pleasing, and ask you to continue them," said the robot, who was now on the other side of the room. Sarah thought the statement was strange, but couldn't concentrate on it when the creature got nearer. She let out a strangled gasp as one of its tentacles ran along the length of her arm. Soon, multiple tentacles were touching her arms and legs, leaving slimy trails along her smooth skin.
"Please, please stop. I-I don't want this," she begged as the tentacles continued their exploration of her body. The robot stepped forward and the tentacles stilled on her arms and legs.
