Qilard looked at the monitor again. The human male was pacing the walls again, with the smaller human female sitting on the bed, watching him. When he had purchased the two, he had visions of a human farm that he could travel around with and show off to the various alien species. There would be good money paid to see such a hard-to-get creature. But instead of reproducing, they simply sat there.
The door slid open, and his partner sat down at the other station. He looked over the feeds. "Have the humans been fed yet?"
"Not yet. Maybe we should try adding something into their food? They haven't done anything to start breeding yet."
His partner wobbled its bulbous head, "That is a good idea. I will review the samples we were given during the purchase, perhaps there is something I can synthesize from those." It looked over at the screen again.
"Have they been using the bed?"
"Yes, after we took away one, they now share the single bed together."
"Hm, perhaps try taking away their clothes too. It is restrictive and not conducive to mating."
***
"Daddy, can you please sit down?" The strawberry-blonde woman rested her head on her bare knees. She had been stuck in the same pink Cami and black skirt for several days now. There was nowhere to go and nothing to do. They had been stuck in a completely opaque cube, with only a sliding door to a tiny room with a toilet.
"I'm sorry sweety" Allen stopped walking along the edges. Her father was a construction worker who couldn't ever stand still. If he wasn't working on something, he'd find something or else go crazy.
Allen sat down on the single-sized bed, the only furniture in the room. There had been two beds until last night, when one just disappeared into thin air. He kissed her head and wrapped her in his arms. She rested her head on his shoulder.
"Daddy, what do you think they want?" Ashley didn't cry anymore at least. They had tried everything they could think of to communicate with their captors, but they never received a response. All they knew was that food and water would be delivered on a regular basis and the lights would dim for day and night cycles.
Allen sighed, "I don't know baby. They aren't experimenting on us, so there's that. But this is definitely aliens." He wasn't some alien conspiracy nut, but the fact that things appeared and disappeared routinely certainly made him believe that they had been taken by them. Also, the fact that the food was horrendous and completely unrecognizable.
Speaking of which, two plates materialized on the floor with something yellowish on it. Ashley went over and grabbed the plates, handing one to Allen. They both looked at each other, then the dish, and hesitantly picked up a morsel. It was squishy but looked vaguely like scrambled eggs. Very vaguely.
"Okay, not terrible. Kind of a smoky meat taste." Allen took another bite and looked over at Ashley.
"Wow, mine tastes like strawberries."
This was new, usually they all tasted the same. Allen grabbed a piece of hers and she grabbed some from his.
"At least we're getting some variety."
***
"Qilard, this says that the humans require a bathing station." Kikis pointed to a document on the screen.
"Do they not self-clean? I assumed all creatures did that."
"No, we should provide them with a bathing station. Perhaps the odor prevents mating. The guide says that sanitation is highly important to humans."
***
Ashley lay on her dad's right-side, head on his chest and leg over his to keep from falling off the bed. This was still more comfortable than lying on the cold, hard floor. He was a big, broad-shouldered guy, so regardless of how he lay, he took up the majority of the bed. She on the other hand was petite, a head shorter than him and only about 100 pounds.
She was glad her dad was here though. Without him, she would have gone insane. He had always been the man in her life, the guy she looked up to, who she ran to for every and all problems. He was always kind and caring, and always there for a hug when she needed it. He had been her rock through this. He would hold her in his big arms and let her cry when it became too much. She loved him dearly.
The sudden sound of a bell surprised them both, as this was the first time they'd ever heard anything.
"Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear us?" her dad called into the air. There was no response, no sound at all.
"That was weird." Ashley looked around but didn't see anything that had changed. "Did they put something in here?"
They both stood up and looked around, checking under the bed and feeling the smooth surface of the walls. When Ashley went to check the bathroom, her mouth fell open. Gone was the tiny room with a toilet, and now there was a luxurious hot tub with an open door on the opposite side with a toilet. There was also a sink with toothbrushes and toothpaste.
"Oh my god daddy, they gave us a bathroom!" Ashley jumped with joy. They had been getting ripe, and while she liked her dad's musk, it had been growing overpowering recently.
Allen ran over, just as excited. "Holy shit, this looks amazing."
Ashley pushed his chest, "Out, I need to bathe."
He reluctantly stepped back, "Okay, but don't take forever, I need it badly as well."
She wrinkled her nose and giggled, "Yeah, you really do."
The door closed and she rushed over to the pool, peeling off her Cami and bra covering her perky C-cups and dropping her skirt and panties. She didn't bother putting up her shoulder-length hair, as it could use a wash as well.
She practically dove into the warm water, laughing at how it felt on her. She dipped her face into it, washing herself down. She noticed a bar of soap and proceeded to use it with a loofa. She hadn't felt so happy in ages.
She was in there for at least 40 minutes but noticed that the water stayed at the perfect temperature and seemed to clean itself. She groaned in happiness as she floated there. She did feel bad for her dad though, and finally got out, drying off on a fluffy white towel, which she wrapped around herself. She was so relaxed; she hadn't even noticed that her clothes had disappeared. She brushed her teeth while humming and finally exited the bathroom, which Allen immediately utilized to the fullest.
Allen came out some time later in a happy haze but saw a distressed Ashley on the bed.
"What's the matter, baby?" he headed over as quickly as he could, towel wrapped around him.
"Daddy, where are my clothes?" Allen looked around, then a look of realization crossed his face. He rushed back to the bathroom only to find it made perfectly up, without any clothes in sight.
"Uh, so, they seem to be gone baby."
It was a bit awkward at first, just walking around with towels on. It was also disconcerting that their body hair seemed to have fallen off at some point during the bathing process. Luckily, it only applied to their bodies and not heads. Ashley had to admit though, her dad looked a lot better when he wasn't his hairy, usual self. Without the hair, she could see his well-defined muscles from years of weight training and physical labor. He didn't have a six-pack or anything, but she could see why her mom would cry out his name in the middle of the night.
Ashley grimaced, why had that thought crossed her mind? She shook it off and tried not to think about her mom's muffled screams, or the creaking of the bed when he took her hard and she wailed. Ashley shook her head again, harder this time.
***
"They appear to be more comfortable. That was a good idea with the bathing facilities."
"Yes, I will increase the food additives. Perhaps they will reproduce tonight."
