As time passed, she observed as his cock began to swell, growing significantly as each minute passed. The air around her seemed to hum with energy, the night itself holding its breath. Superiority?” Sarah inquired, her educator’s mind seeking to understand the social dynamics at play. As she observed, Zor and Jix sat down on the floor, adopting a cross-legged, meditative position reminiscent of the way her schoolchildren sat during story time. Their faces were angular, with high cheekbones and eyes that were large and unexpressive, glowing softly with an inner luminescence. Zor observed these changes with a clinical fascination. The clinical detachment with which the aliens spoke of her role in their species’ survival was both unsettling and awe-inspiring. “What do I have to do?” Sarah asked, her voice barely above a whisper, dread knotting in her stomach. It would result in very strong and healthy offspring. “Very intriguing. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed, the sensations bordering on euphoric. A subtle change in the air, a sense of being observed.
