Lucas sat in his car, hands on the wheel, staring straight ahead after another twelve hour shift at the aptly named Hefty’s Auto Shop. He was one of a pair of mechanics left, desperately trying to cover everything in the aftermath of another of the owner, Ron “Hefty” Cline, throwing another tantrum, leading to a round of quitting and ill-advised firings.

Go home, eat dinner, go to bed, and then do the whole thing again tomorrow, he thought miserably. Between rent, and remaining student loans from an ill-fated attempt at college, he couldn’t afford to walk to freedom like the rest of Hefty’s employees, and with a resigned groan he finally turned the keys, starting his journey home. The radio blared to life, the news report already in progress.

“ Astronomers report that the objects beyond the Kuiper Belt appear to be moving under their own power, the president has called for an emergency meeting of the United Nations as-“

Lucas flipped the station to a local classic rock one, sighing in relief as Blue Oyster Cult’s Take me Away began playing, and he bobbed his head in slow time to the opening guitar riffs. Idly he tried to think of what he wanted for dinner, deciding once again on the bachelor’s staple of canned ravioli.

As he exited his car he frowned as he realized how empty the apartment complex was. Most of the other parking spots were empty, and as his eyes lingered on one of the remaining vehicles, a minivan, he saw a man directing his family as they loaded it with so many palettes of canned goods that the suspension started to sink. He had to do a double take as he realized the man had a handgun strapped to his hip, and a moment later the entire family boarded the van and took off at a screech out of the complex.

Weird, he thought, shaking his head.

By the time he reached his own apartment door he’d forgotten about the encounter, and ten minutes later he was in shorts and a tank top, eating directly from the can of ravioli as he opened his laptop. The front pages of most of the usual sites were filled with promotions for some new sci-fi movie, Lucas lingered on one of the stills a moment, showing a blurry photo of a elfin eared green skinned woman in a silver body suit.

First Look At “Visitors?” he thought, not even bothering to read any further, looks lame… He lingered on the woman a moment, she’s hot though, whatever it is maybe I’ll catch it on streaming.

With a sigh he decided to torture himself a little more before bed, and he pulled his phone out and glanced at his dating apps. He hadn’t expected anything, but the lack of messages still hurt.

He briefly thought of the last girl he’d dated, Lexi, they’d barely been together a month, and hadn’t gotten far before she’d dumped him after he’d carelessly left his web browser open.

Feet? She’d laughed, oh god, you’re one of those guys? I’d call you a bitch, but you’d probably get off on it!

He shuddered, Well, fuck her anyways.

There was a bright flashing outside of his window, and he could hear shouting and police sirens, with a sigh he got up, pulling the blinds to keep out the lights and sounds of whatever party or street race was going on.

I’ve got to get a better apartment when the lease is up, He thought, crawling into bed.

…

The explosion caused Lucas to jolt out of bed, and he flinched reflexively as he heard gunshots. He rolled out of bed, his heart pounding as he heard the continued screams and sounds of battle from outside his window. Nervously he peeked up through the blinds, and his mouth went dry as he took in a scene straight out of War of the Worlds.

A large sleek looking silver craft hovered just over the rooftops of the complex, illuminating the entirety of the parking lot in a soft white glow. Four towering humanoid figures in imposing black armor stalked over the asphalt, large rifles in their hands. Several burning car husks were around them, and as he watched one casually blasted his own vehicle with a strange green projectile that caused the gastank to blow instantly.

“SHIT!” he yelled, backing away from the window.

Gotta get out of here, he thought, his heart racing. He threw his shoes on, looking around in a panic for a weapon. With a sigh he grabbed the aluminum bat he kept by his bed on the off chance a burglar decided to visit while he was home, swinging it a few times to psyche himself up. Okay, head for the woods out back, he thought, hide in the trees until someone does something.

He opened the door into the hall, and stared straight down the barrel of a shotgun, “Don’t sneak up on me!” his upstairs neighbor Harris hissed, his eyes wide. Slowly he lowered the gun, glancing back at the stairs.

Harris was a nut, always in a fight with their landlord, neighbors, Lucas himself, or the various women that came and went from his apartment. Still, today Lucas was happy to see him.

“What the fuck is going on?” Lucas hissed.

“We’re under attack dumbass,” Harris replied, swiveling his gun back down the hall, “fucking space-men or some shit!”

There was a whirring mechanical sound, and a moment later one of the black armored figures from outside casually leapt the two stories up to their landing, the floor creaking as she landed with catlike grace.

The alien, and he was sure that was what it was now, had form fitting armor, curved around her breasts and ample hips. Behind a glowing yellow visor he could see her green skin, and her smug eyes as she spotted the two of them.

“ CLOaRO!” she shouted, her feminine voice distorted by her suit’s microphone. As she walked towards them, he took in how tall she was, nearly seven feet if he had to guess, but his fixation on her height vanished as she raised a glowing long gun at them.

“Fuck you and your planet!” Harris shouted, firing the shotgun at her. His eyes went wide as she was only staggered slightly by the impact , the pellets sparking off her armor without leaving so much as a scratch. Harris panicked, cocking the shotgun and firing again, a third time, a fourth, each time with the alien woman kept coming, acting like she was being hit with snowballs rather than buckshot . Almost casually she pulled the gun from Harris’s hand, crumpling the steel barrel in her hand before letting it fall to the ground. Harris screamed, pulling a knife from his belt and shoved it at the yellow visor, but the woman just smirked as it sparked and slid off.

“Harris run!” Lucas shouted.

He didn’t have time, the towering alien woman raised her own weapon, and with a single flash Harris was gone.

Holy shit, Lucas thought, she disintegrated him!?

He watched, transfixed, as the woman bent down, and he realized that Harris wasn’t gone at all.

“What the fuck did you do to me you bitch!?” Harris shouted as the woman casually flicked him over with the tip of her finger, giggling as he tumbled to the carpet. The shrunken man turned to run, but her hand darted out, her fingers wrapping around him like a snake around a mouse as she rose again, a plainly excited look on her face behind the yellow visor. She slowly lowered him down to a small box affixed to her hip, dropping him in. As she clasped the top shut Harrison’s shouts were muted, and she playfully patted the container with the side of her hand.

Lucas blinked, finally unfreezing a moment later as the alien woman turned her attention to him. He glanced at the aluminum bat in his hand, and the towering woman just chuckled, cocking her head as if to ask really?

Lucas threw the bat at her, not even bothering to watch it bounce harmlessly off her armor before turning to run . The woman raised her shrink-gun, and Lucas cried out in surprise as the world spun and went white. He groaned, his vision returning and letting him see the enormous form of the alien woman leering down at him.

Fuck! He scrambled to his feet, running across the vast expanse of his hallway’s carpet, but like his neighbor he didn’t get far, and his stomach lurched as powerful fingers wrapped around him and pulled him off the floor.

He struggled in her grip as eyes the size of his torso took him in, and a look came over the gigantic alien’s face that he’d have called flirty in any other context.

“Y-You won’t win!” he shouted defiantly, gritting his teeth, “We’ll fight you to the last-“

She cut him off with a giggle, and he frowned as he blew him a kiss.

“What the fuck?” he whispered, his defiant rant ending in confusion.

A moment later he was being lowered down to another of the small boxes on her belt, and like Harris he was casually dropped in. With a hiss the ceiling of the chamber closed, trapping him inside. He got up, feeling around the walls, they were padded, like an insane asylum’s, and he didn’t have time to learn much more about his prison before a pneumatic hiss rang out.

Gas, he thought, suddenly feeling drowsy.

He collapsed to the padded floor, a prisoner of the enormous alien.

…

The planet Delina was one of the gems of the Zetan Star Empire, a pleasantly tropical planet with lush greenery and vast oceans covering most of the surface. The archipelagos of the watery world were some of the most desirable places to live in the entire Empire, short of Zeta Prime itself, and towering silver Zetan structures rose out of the patches of green jungle that grew where the sandy beaches ended. On Delina most of the heavy industry was on the planet’s largest island chain, creating complex machinery which was then sent to orbital yards for assembly. Environmental safeguards were paramount, perhaps the strictest in the entire empire, and  the extra expense was a worthwhile sacrifice to preserve the pristine surface for enjoyment for a populace that comprised many of the Empire’s wealthiest citizens.

Keva Farash was one such citizen, and she sighed happily as she sunbathed on the balcony of her immense penthouse, occupying the top three floors of a luxury apartment building that was the center of the small equatorial island.

To hear the way her mother would have described it, her twenty two year old daughter was getting an early start in her long career in the family business, overseeing the vast orbital spacecraft manufacturing facilities that orbited the planet. The reality was that Keva simply enjoyed the parties and night life the planet offered, as well as the pleasant climate, and a woman like her could have anything she wanted here. In addition to being from one of the wealthiest families on an already wealthy planet, Keva was gorgeous, with a winning smile, an ample chest, and a set of wide hips that always had Male Zetans spending time with her. To Keva, life was grand, and to spend a day laying in the sun watching the news of the Empire’s latest campaign was the height of pleasure.

“Look at that,” she giggled, watching the floating holographic news screen as it displayed footage of the Empire’s latest conquest. The “Humans” were fighting back of course, but their primitive weapons were no match for the Zetan Empire’s technology. “Nalia!” she called, “Nalia, you have to come watch this!”

Keva’s bodyguard looked up from her own handheld screen, frowning as she saw a proud Zetan in power armor aim a shrink rifle at a towering human fighting vehicle. The tank disappeared, and a moment later the camera zoomed in on a grinning Zetan woman, plucking the surrendering humans out of their vehicle before crushing it like a toy in her fist.

“It seems risky,” Nalia commented, “to deploy so much shrinking weaponry… If we’re conquering the planet, we should use orbital bombardment and be done with it.”

She was used to tempering Keva’s enthusiasm on these matters, much of the Zetan public favored an aggressive and expansionist policy towards other races, and discovering one as primitive as humanity had been dangling meat before a hungry predator. As a fleet veteran herself, Nalia was more cautious, having seen several border skirmishes with neighboring empires. It had been enough for her to leave the service, eventually receiving an educational certification in security management. For the last two years she’d been in the service of the Farash family, acting as Keva’s personal bodyguard, though their relationship had grown decidedly informal in that time.

“The humans are too weak to even dent power armor,” Keva laughed, “the empress has proposed the most wonderful thing, they’re going to shrink them all!”

“All of them?” Nalia asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Every last one!” Keva said eagerly, “they’re going to be our pets and servants, think of what the Tissani or the Voltine empires will think when they hear of it?”

“I imagine they’ll go on as they always have,” Nalia said with a shrug, “they do have faster than light ships, along with plasma weapons, shields, and everything a proper spacefaring species does.” Nalia glanced at the screen, finding her gaze lingering on a male human as he tried desperately to fight off a Zetan in power armor, his weapon spitting primitive kinetic slugs that bounced harmlessly off her visor. “I can see why the empress wants these ones though,” Nalia chuckled, “they do have a certain appeal to them.”

“They’re almost uncannily Zetan in looks, aren’t they?” Keva said with a grin. “The males in particular…” she shivered and gave a playful giggle, “do you think that’s why so many of them have been in the combat footage? It seems odd to see so many on the front lines.”

Nalia smirked, “supposedly their gender ratio is nearly even, can you imagine a world with so many males? I’m told they do most of the fighting too.”

The Zetan gender ratio was nearly fifty females to one male, and while the rarer sex had enjoyed full political rights for some time now, it was still rare to see a Zetan male in the fleet or in security services. Nalia herself hadn’t had much interaction with males at all for most of her life, something that had only changed when Keva had brought them home from her nights out to share.

In truth though Nalia had often enjoyed sharing a bed with Keva herself as much if not more than whatever boytoy the gorgeous heiress had lured back with promises of alcohol and debauchery. She sometimes wondered if it compromised her judgment as the girl’s bodyguard.

With a sigh she got up, “I’m going to go run the daily security system check,” she announced, “I’ll be back in about half an hour.”

“Can you refill this when you come back?” Keva asked, holding out her empty cocktail glass.

Nalia smirked, “remember what your mother told you when she hired me?”

“Nalia is a bodyguard, not a butler,” Keva said in a mocking voice, “come on Nalia, if I get up I’ll ruin my tan!” Nalia sighed, then walked over to take the glass, “thanks,” Keva giggled, “when you come back, do you want to help me with my lotion too?”

This girl has learned how to push my buttons too well, Nalia thought, shaking her head as she headed for the elevator.

…

Lucas groaned as he awoke, slowly forcing himself upright. He was still in the small box with the padded floor, but the walls had somehow gone transparent, giving him the impression of being in a glass container. He looked around and his heart sank as he realized he was in one of hundreds of such containers, arranged on a series of shelves like inventory. Every few minutes they shifted, as though on a conveyer belt, moving inevitably towards some unknown destination. Other people were in them too, pounding on the walls, or just sitting despondently in the corner.

How many of us did they take? Lucas wondered miserably, and what are they going to do with us?

He didn’t have long to think about it, his box had shuffled to the end of the long line without him realizing it, and his heart skipped a beat as someone opened the lid on top. A black gloved hand reached in, gripping him tightly and lifting him up. He didn’t struggle as another enormous green woman with jet black hair regarded him. This one wore a white skintight uniform, along with a shimmering overcoat that almost reminded him of a doctor’s. Her eyes were hidden by a pair of reflected goggles, but her expression was impassive. They were in a shining white room, and he realized that the massive conveyer belt of boxed human prisoners led right to her desk, a massive holographic screen the size of a cinema floated over it, displaying strange symbols, and most alarmingly a picture of Lucas himself.

“C’Locth terlenna?” she said, raising a massive syringe gun up to him.

His eyes bulged, “Wait, no- AH!” he hissed in pain as the loud *click* send the needle into the back of his neck. The green woman pulled it away, repeating something in her strange language over and over.

“Qwelth An Annor”

“Qwelth An Annor?”

“Do you understand me?”

“Yes!” he shouted, rubbing the back of his neck. “What the hell are you doing to us!?”

“Translation implant successful,” she said, “waiting for medical nanite screen…” she glanced at the hologram, and with a start Lucas realized he could read the strange alien symbols on it, displaying his biometric data. The screen flashed green a moment later, “Subject is healthy,” she said, seeming to look at him for the first time. “Hmm… very healthy,” she chuckled. He winced as she dangled him by one arm, getting a better look at his body. Slowly she reached up and pinched his shorts, easily pulling them down and exposing his manhood, which stirred beneath her warm breath as she exhaled.

“W-What is all of this?” he managed.

“I’ve processed hundreds of humans today, and I’m going to process hundreds more, and most of them ask the same thing,” she chuckled, “the only reason you’re getting a few seconds of my attention is because you’re cute. You’ve been reduced in size to fit your new role as pets and companions to your Zetan betters, soon your whole race will be in the same place you are… and I must say, I envy whoever is getting her hands on you …”

Lucas blinked, “R-Really?”

The doctor looked at the long line of boxed humans behind him, sighing, “take care little human,” she dropped him back in his box, sliding it on another conveyer belt which gripped the sides with steel claws, zooming it along and whisking him out of her sight far quicker than he’d arrived.

Okay, assess your situation, he thought numbly, still rubbing the sore spot on the back of his neck. They shrank you, and they want you as a pet… He thought back to the woman who had shrank him in the first encounter, then to thedoctor’s reaction on seeing him. Apparently they think you’re hot, he thought, chuckling, I guess the universe is big enough that someone had to, right?

…

Nalia stood at the edge of the nightclub, her crisp skintight black uniform displaying the silver Farash family crest on both shoulders. At her hip was a small holstered plasma pistol, a high end military piece rated to pierce power armor if needed.

Keva was with several other Zetan girls, socialites that Nalia didn’t know well, but that looked harmless enough. The trio was in a booth, toasting with one of the club’s expensive qet cocktails, combining the traditional Zetan drink with a heavy dose of ethanol and sugar that offended Nalia’s senses but which Keva loved.

“So I told mother that I couldn’t miss the unveiling of the new Quantum line of nanosuits,” Keva laughed, her long red nanofabric dress shimmering in time with her movements. She set her drink down, glancing around the room, “Now girls,” she said in a conspiratorial voice, “which of these males is going home with me tonight?”

Of the three in the club two were already being fawned over by tables of other Zetan girls, but one, a green skinned young man with shimmering silvery-white hair, was just sitting down at the bar. Nalia watched with some amusement as Keva called the server to send him a drink, but before she had the chance another pair of Zetan girls walked up, taking seats on either side of him and striking up a conversation.

“Stars,” Keva swore angrily, “I’d have had that one kissing my feet to wake me up tomorrow morning…”

“You know I heard the first shipments of humans are hitting Zeta Prime,” one of the girls laughed drunkenly. “They’ve got a lot of cute males coming in from that planet, and they arrive pre-shrunk, no need to ask permission to get the ray out…”

“That’s true, they’d probably consider it a treat to get to be normal size,” one of the other girls mentioned.

Keva stared into her cup a moment, slowly grinning, “That’s true… Maybe I need to get a human of my own?”

“You should Keva!” one agreed eagerly, “you’re rich enough!”

“And it’s sort of a patriotic duty, isn’t it?” Keva continued, “I mean, a cute earth boy should be at the feet of a wealthy and powerful Zetan, it shows off my place and his!”

“Yeah!” the girls laughed together, raising their drinks again.

“It’s probably the best thing that’s ever happened to them,” Keva muttered, “dumb primitives, squabbling in the dirt, the poor thing will probably be mystified that we have running water whenever we want, he’ll be hopelessly in love with me ten minutes after he arrives!”

…

Nalia drove Keva home in their personal hovercraft, the stars brightly shining overhead through Delina’s crystal clear nighttime atmosphere. Keva was looking up at the sky, reflective, the alcohol fading from her system as she contemplated the night’s conversation.

“Nalia,” she said finally, “I want you to get me a human male.”

Her bodyguard frowned, “Are you certain that’s a good idea? I’ve read reports of the subjugation effort, they’re craftier than expected… They don’t include the clips on the news, but they have killed Zetans Keva.”

“He’ll be reduced to a few inches tall,” Keva said dismissively, “for most of the time anyways.”

“Most of the time?” Nalia asked skeptically, “you can’t mean you want to re-size him once he gets here?”

“Now and then, once he’s broken in,” Keva said defensively, “and I’ll have you around, won’t I?”

“I suppose,” Nalia admitted as the hovercraft pulled into their building’s garage. “Do you want to consult your mother on this?”

Keva snorted derisively, “if it’s not about spacecraft parts, Mother doesn’t care! It’s not like she’ll ever leave Zeta Prime anyways.”

She’s right on that at least, Nalia thought, parking the vehicle.

“I want a male, young, and cute, ” Keva said with a devilish grin.

“I’ll see what can be done,” Nalia said, leading the way as they walked to the elevator.

…

Lucas stared at the ceiling of his cell, he didn’t want to lower himself to calling it a cage, cages were for animals… A buzz indicated that the feeder was dispensing the food pellets, and with a groan he rolled off his small cot and walked over to the small dish, picking one up and taking a bite.

I hope there’s better food wherever we’re going, he thought with a grimace.

The horror of the abduction and processing had quickly been replaced with the boredom of interstellar shipping. The Zetans kept roughly the same schedule he’d expect people from Earth to, and it had been two weeks since they’d taken him. Following processing his box had been emptied into the cell, which had similarly been casually sealed shut.

The saddest part is it’s nicer than my apartment, he thought wryly, looking at his surroundings. The plain white room had a bed, a dish which dispensed food at predetermined times, and even a walled in bathroom with a small shower. There was also a screen along one wall which allowed access to entertainment, all Zetan. While he could understand the green women’s language thanks to the implant, he found their equivalent of Hollywood films to be dull. Once a person got past the cast being entirely green skinned elves, the reality was that their writing simply wasn’t very good, nor was their acting. Whatever other realms the Zetans had surpassed humanity in, drama wasn’t one of them.

“Good morning Lucas,” his jailor said sweetly, her massive face filling the transparent window that made up the side of his cell.

“Good morning Teq,” he said mildly. No point in pissing her off for no reason, he thought, forcing a smile.

Teq seemed to be the Zetan in charge of taking care of the human captives, usually walking through the stacks of cells like theirs, occasionally stopping to make smalltalk with him, or others. She rarely spent much time on any of them, but he could occasionally get information out of her. He’d managed to learn that Zetan males were rare, explaining why he’d only seen females so far, and he’d also learned they controlled dozens of planets, and that Earth was simply another to be added.

“How much longer until we get where we’re going?” he asked casually.

“Eager to meet your new Zetan owner?” she giggled.

Sure, whatever, he thought, refusing to get angry.

“You’re actually leaving today,” she said, tapping a button next to his cell and causing it to slide out from the others. He stumbled as she gripped it like a cardboard box, hefting it out and carrying it through the ship. “We were taking you all to Zeta Prime,” she explained, “but you and a few others are being dropped off here on Delina,” she sighed, “you are so lucky, I’d love to live here… it’s such a nice place!”

She carried him through the ship, letting him see outside the cargo hold for the first time. A few bored looking Zetans glanced at him, but didn’t say anything as Teq boarded a small pod shaped shuttle on the side of the massive star cruiser. She set his cell on the seat next to her own, tapping a button that caused them to decouple from the larger ship.

Below them a swirling blue planet waited, dotted with green islands and stringy white clouds. The sight of it made Lucas’s mouth go dry as he realized the full scope of his abduction. Some part of him had thought if he could just escape, he would be able to return to Earth somehow, but now, looking down at a truly alien planet, he realized how far he’d really been taken.

“This planet had a number of special requests for humans to come in,” Teq said casually, “I’ll bet in a few years this planet has more of you little guys than any planet other than Zeta Prime! Lots of rich people here, and you guys are in high demand. I hear the empress’s daughter is getting a human too, you’re a pretty big status symbol!”

“I’m honored,” he said sarcastically, but if Teq caught it she didn’t say anything.

…

Nalia waited at the small island’s spaceport, watching the pod shaped military shuttle descend. In theory the human captives were to be distributed first to Zeta Prime, and then equally to all planets in the empire, where the governors of those worlds would see them given to good homes. In reality most wealthy families were already using their contacts and money to get themselves higher on the list to receive humans.

Teq beamed as she walked out of the shuttle, spotting Nalia’s black uniform and the Farash family crest immediately. Lucas’s prison jostled as she hurried across the landing area, waving eagerly.

“Are you Nalia?” she asked.

“I am,” Nalia said, her face neutral, “may I see the human?”

Lucas found a new face looking in at him, a lean looking Zetan woman with steely yellow eyes. She had long green hair and an athletic physique, and he waved nervously.

“Uh, hi?”

“Hmm… He seems to be what my employer wanted,” Nalia said, cocking her head, “yes, quite attractive too, good work.”

Maybe their men are just really ugly? Lucas thought. I’ve had more women call me good looking in the last two weeks than in my entire life up until that point… He smirked, if only they could be normal and not crazy space elves…

“Everything has been arranged,” Nalia nodded. Teq grinned, giving her a quick mock salute before heading back to her shuttle.

His cell was handed off to Nalia, who took it in hand, carrying it through the spaceport. Several other Zetans seemed to notice him as they passed, pointing, smiling, and whispering. For his part Lucas tried to get a look at the civilian population, and he frowned as he saw what was definitely a male Zetan standing in line at a food stand, and he wasn’t ugly in the slightest, if anything with his fair features he’d have been a model on Earth.

New theory, he thought, the zetan women are just crazy.

As they entered a hovering vehicle Nalia sat him on the seat, looking down at him for a moment, “I’m Nalia,” she said in a low voice, “your owner’s bodyguard, you’ve been purchased by Keva Farash.”

“Can’t wait to meet her,” Lucas said sardonically.

Nalia sighed, “I understand you’re not likely to be happy about things, but just remember this…” she glared down at him, “If you harm Keva in any way, you’ll be a red stain on the bottom of my boot, do you understand?”

“How could I hurt any of you at this size?” he retorted.

Her eyes narrowed, “Call me a pessimist, but I believe anything is possible. Don’t hurt Keva, and I won’t hurt you, do we understand one another?”

He gulped, “yes Nalia,” he nodded.

“Good,” she muttered, “Welcome to Delina.”

…

Keva was practically bouncing with excitement. She’d chosen an flowing nanofabric dress that hugged every inch of her body before flowing away from her just below the waist, and a pair of sandals that would change colors to match the dress as it shimmered through the rainbow, finally settling on a dark red.

She was so caught up in her preparations that the elevator door hissing open startled her, and she had to hurriedly put on her most seductive smile as Lucas’s cage was carried into the room. She stepped forward, sauntering her hips back and forth as she glanced down into his enclosure.

My god, the tiny human thought, looking out wide eyed at the alien goddess coming towards him. She was like something out of one of his fantasies, impossibly powerful, commanding, and beautiful beyond anything he could have imagined.

“Thank you Nalia,” she said in a low voice, taking the cage from her, “If it’s all right with you, I think I’ll go greet my new toy alone. ”

Lucas gulped as the enormous alien woman carried his small cell into her own bedroom, an expansive and luxurious one colored in white and silver, with furniture that looked almost like futuristic items from earth. One side of the room opened into a massive balcony, overlooking the sea.

Keva placed his cage on a small nighstand by her bed, crossing her arms and looking down at the tiny human with a smirk, he certainly seems awestruck, she thought, enjoying the nervous look on his face. He was attractive too, as she’d requested, a little more muscle than a zetan male, and slightly wider shoulders too, but it gave him an exotic look, one that was already causing her womanhood to grow wet with excitement.

“I’m Keva Farash,” she said with a grin, “your new owner. ” She said the word slowly, firmly, letting it sink in. “What’s your name, human?” Her eyes twinkled a moment, “or would you like me to give you a new one?”

“L-Lucas Reed!” he stammered. “Lucas to friends!”

“Lucas Reed,” she repeated, rolling the name off her tongue, as if tasting it, “I like it… Now remove your clothing!”

Lucas gulped, “Excuse me?”

“I want to see you,” she said, raising an eyebrow, “is modesty so valuable on Earth? What are you waiting for!?” He shakily reached down to his pants, and Keva sighed, “Here, why don’t I go first?”

Lucas tried to hold his shock in as Keva casually tapped a button on a small wristband she wore, causing her dress to shimmer, then become a mist that seemed to crawl along her body, retracting into the wristband and leaving her instantly naked.

If she was gorgeous before, she was truly awe inspiring now, with breasts that loomed like hills and hips that drew the eye to her with each movement. She flicked her dark green hair over her shoulder, smiling down at him.

“Well?” she asked, fighting the urge to giggle at his awkwardness.

This time Lucas couldn’t tear his clothes off fast enough, and a moment later he was in the enclosure, naked beneath her gaze. She leaned in, her massive face filling the transparent wall as her eyes focused on his body. He could see the lust in her yellow eyes as she took him in, her breath fogging the glass slightly as just a hint of rose red appeared beneath those green cheeks.

“Very nice,” she breathed.

“Uh, thanks?” Lucas said, looking down at himself, what do all of these women see here? I’m in decent shape I guess, but-

His thoughts were cut off as she leaned down, unclasping the roof of his enclosure, causing his heart to skip a beat as she reached in for him. So far the Zetans had rarely handled him, and often wore thick gloves when they did so, supposedly in case of bites. Keva’s soft, yet strong, fingers wrapped around him, cradling his body.

“Nalia says I should wear protective gear when handling you for a while,” Keva chuckled, using a single finger to pet his soft brown hair, “but I don’t think we need anything like that, do you?”

“No ma’am,” he croaked, his throat suddenly dry.

“Good,” she smiled, “now to start this relationship off, I’d like to establish exactly where our places are…”

She slowly lowered him down to the carpet, a fuzzy white synthetic fiber that felt almost like tall grass underneath his feet. Lucas looked ahead as her fingers released him, realizing he was looking straight at her slender feet, feet which slowly slid out of the truck-sized sandals and stepped onto the carpet with him, scrunching it slightly as she regarded him. The world shook slightly as she stepped closer, planting one of the enormous feet on either side of him. A soft floral aroma wafted off of them, as if she’d lotioned them recently, and it made him woozy as he felt himself rapidly growing erect from her mere presence.

“Kiss my foot,” she ordered, pointing to it with a grin.

You’ve got to be kidding me, Lucas thought, slowly lowering his gaze to the enormous set of toes, playfully wiggling at him in response to his amazement.

She snapped her fingers, startling him, “Now!” she said sternly.

He stumbled forward, eagerly planting his lips on the pale green skin of her big toe. Keva seemed to come alive at the sensation, her grin widening as she felt a thrill go through her at the raw sense of power this gave her. Even better was when he kept going, planting kiss after kiss on her foot, moving from toe to toe as he lived his wildest and until today most unlikely fantasy, worshipping the feet of a goddess.

“Very good!” Keva said, impressed. I thought this would take a lot longer…

Lucas paused, his mind a haze of lust at finally living a lifelong fantasy, conflicting with the reality of being kidnapped by a conquering alien race. He looked up at her, seeing the genuinely happy expression on her face from his attention, the first time in his life any woman had ever been that excited to be with him, and decided that he’d deal with the implications some other time.

“Your feet are beautiful Miss Keva!” he shouted eagerly. He froze, did I just say that out loud? He looked up fearfully, the few times he’d ever spoken of his attraction towards women’s feet, it hadn’t ended well, and at his reduced size this one was the size of a small skyscraper…

Keva blinked, “ Really? ” she giggled, “Maybe humans really are just meant to be here… I’ve never had a Zetan male half as happy to be at my feet like this!” His earth pride flared a moment, but then she continued, “I think you deserve a reward…”  

Her toe gently flicked forward, knocking him over onto the soft carpet. He gasped as her foot moved over his lower body, taking care not to put too much pressure on him as her toes gently gripped his erection. Her skin was soft, almost impossibly so, and as she slowly started to move the digits up and down he couldn’t help but gasp in pleasure.

“You’re mine,” she growled, reaching down to finger herself slowly, “aren’t you?”

“Oh god yes,” he moaned, arching his back and bucking his hips against her toes.

The sight of her tiny lover, so eager for her touch, was driving her wild, and she picked up the pace of both her own self pleasure, and the motion of her toes against the tiny man. Lucas inhaled the rich flowery scent of her feet as she brought him closer to the edge, and as his eyes shot open he met hers, the excited and lustful expression of the alien goddess searing into his brain as his resistance crumbled.

“Cum for me pet,” she said sweetly, laughing softly as he sprayed his seed across her toes, spasming in pleasure as she slowed her motions, finally taking her foot away and letting him pant on the carpet, exhausted.

“T-That was amazing,” he gasped, looking up at her.

Keva chuckled, tapping her wristband and causing the nanofabric dress to flow over her again. She slowly bent down to pick him up, her fingers delicately scooping under his back and lifting him up. She shifted his limp body in her palm a moment, admiring her handiwork before carrying him to the bed. She lay on it casually, slipping him between the hills of her breasts to hold him in place as she propped her head on a fuzzy white pillow emblazoned with the same sigil he’d seen on Nalia’s uniform earlier.

Lucas blushed, first a foot- well, a toejob, and now she’s got you stuck in her boobs?

“Now then,” Keva sighed, “Lucas, let’s talk about how things are going to be.” He nodded, and she continued. “You’ll sleep in your little cage here, or with me depending on my mood. If you want anything, ask for it, you’ll find I take very good care of what’s mine.”

And that’s me, he thought bitterly, yours…

“Keva,” he said slowly, “can I ask a question?”

She nodded, “of course, in public you’ll need to address me more formally, but at home I hate anything like that, what do you want to know?”

“What’s happening to earth?”

“It’s being conquered,” Keva said with a shrug, “it will take a long time, we’re not using most of our more destructive weaponry so as to maximize the harvest, rest assured the Empress isn’t seeking to starve or slaughter your people, but war is war, those who resist us will be crushed, literally.”

“Right,” Lucas said, struggling to meet her gaze. “And all of the humans… they’re going to end up like me?”

Keva felt a heavy feeling in her chest, one she hadn’t expected, “Yes,” she said slowly, “b-but it’s for the best, look at how much fun you’ve had?” He was so happy a moment ago!? She scowled, and why do I care? As much as part of her said she shouldn’t, she did, and she tried to think of a way to cheer him up. “I’m going to take very good care of you,” she promised, running a finger over his head again, “anything you want to do, we can find a way to do it! Yes, you’ll be small most of the time, but I don’t think that will limit us as much as you’d think.” She winked at him.

She’s actually trying to make me feel better, Lucas thought wildly. If you care that much you could buy me a ticket back home? He pushed the idea away, as nice as the giant green woman was being now, he didn’t want to test her patience, not yet anyway, and if nothing else it was good to know that his new Zetan owner didn’t plan on several of the worst case scenarios he’d imagined, such as gladiator fighting or being served for dinner.

“If I can ask,” he said slowly, “who are you here? Why do you have a bodyguard?”

Keva frowned, interesting question, she thought, he’s far smarter than humans are made out to be in the invasion reports…

“My family owns Farash Interstellar ,” she said proudly, “my mother is the current acting director, and I…” she licked her lips nervously, “I suppose I will be someday as well, but that’s a very long way off.”

So she’s the Ford heiress in space, Lucas thought, “That’s cool!” he said, grinning, “I actually worked as a mechanic back on earth, although our vehicles are probably nothing compared to what your people build.”

“Truly?” Keva chuckled, “If you’re mechanically minded, I’ll have to take you up to our orbital shipyard sometime, you might enjoy it.”

I’ll have to see if she’ll teach me how to operate one of their craft, he thought, filing the idea away for later. “I would,” he said. “So…” he gulped, trying to think of what to ask next. Damnit, small talk isn’t easy anywhere in the universe, is it? “What do you do for fun around here?” he asked, cursing himself for how lame the question was.

Luckily Keva’s giant face just beamed in excitement, “I’m a very visible person in this planet’s social life, so expect to accompany me out, and occasionally I might loan you to a friend for some fun, but don’t worry, it will only be people I trust.”

He blinked, “L-Loan me out?” she can’t possibly be implying what I think she is!?

“And then there’s Nalia,” Keva continued, “my bodyguard, I believe you’ve met?”

“Kind of,” Lucas said hesitantly.

“We’re often bedmates,” she said casually, “we might have you join us, or perhaps I might send you to her now and then, stars know she needs it.”

Lucas’s head was swimming, “T-this is all a lot to take in,” he stammered.

Keva chuckled, “I know it’s probably fewer women than you’re used to, but-“

“Fewer?” Lucas rasped.

Keva frowned, “Surely before you were taken off earth you had a large stable of lovers?”

“I uh,” he cleared his throat, shit, don’t blow it in front of her! “I had…”

“How many?” Keva asked sharply, suddenly gazing at him very intently.

He licked his lips, “None?” he said weakly.

Keva sat up, causing Lucas to cry out in surprise as he tumbled down into the warm depths of her cleavage. He struggled against the soft pillows as they seemed to mold around him, but a moment later Keva’s fingers gripped his ankle, pulling him out and dangling him in front of her billboard sized face as she gazed at him sternly.

“Don’t lie to me,” she growled, “how many human women have you taken to bed?”

“T-There might be some kind of translation problem,” he stammered, “this implant is new, and-“

“I think the meaning of what I’m asking is getting across,” she said, a grin slowly coming over her face, “ How many?”

“None?” he admitted sheepishly.

Keva had to fight down a squeal of excitement, “An honest to goddess virgin?” her eyes fluttered, and a tinge of pink came into her green cheeks. She saw his confused look, and with visible struggle she controlled herself, gazing at him imperiously, “I need to… digest this,” she said slowly, “I will of course deflower you.”

“Deflower me?” he repeated, stunned.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise,” she whispered, her arm drifting back to his transparent cage. She dropped him gently onto his bed, standing up with a giddy energy as he looked up at her in confusion.

“Keva?”

“I-I’ll return later,” she said, waving at him, “Just… relax, your mistress is pleased!” She quickly ran to the door, which opened automatically as she reached it, hissing shut a moment later.

Okay then, Lucas thought, taking a deep breath as he gathered his thoughts. So you’ve been abducted by a rich alien girl to be her sex slave, she likes all the same stuff you like, and to top it off she’s apparently going to “deflower” you. He chuckled, this went better than I expected.

He folded his arms behind his head, thinking, Keva might be nicer than I expected, but I’m still her slave… I need to learn what I can about this place, and then figure out a way to get out of here. He frowned as another thought struck him, where is there to go though? Earth? Join some kind of anti-alien resistance? He scowled, his plans needed more work.

…

“NALIA!” Keva shouted, running through the penthouse, searching for her bodyguard.

The older Zetan was in her own quarters, a virtual reality helmet on her head and a dummy plasma pistol in hand. In the simulated world she’d prepared herself a shooting range, and she was practicing her aim when Keva burst into her room, causing her to cry out in surprise and miss her shot. She scowled as she pulled the helmet off her head, glancing at the excited socialite.

“What?” she asked coldly.

“H-He’s untouched,” Keva said excitedly, “no other women, I’m going to be his first!”

Nalia’s eyes went wide, “ Really? Keva, he could be lying, trying to manipulate you, there’s no way that that male has never had a-“

“He’s telling the truth,” Keva beamed, “trust me.” She started pacing Nalia’s room, “I’ve got to plan how I want to do it, should I prepare him a fancy meal first? Or maybe take him up to the rooftop during a meteor shower? I want him to never forget this Nalia, I want him to think of me every time his male organ so much as twitches!”

“And you’re going to regrow him for that?” Nalia asked hesitantly.

“Of course,” Keva said dismissively, “although I’ll take his small one too…” she grinned, “probably on the same night! Stars Nalia!”

“Can you trust him around you at full size?” Nalia asked sternly.

“The news reports say Zetans are stronger than humans,” Keva replied dismissively, “I could just overpower him and then yell for your help!”

Nalia rubbed her temples, “Keva, the reports on the holonet are not telling the whole truth, human males aren’t as strong as a properly trained Zetan soldier, true, but they’re much stronger than our own males, I don’t think you’ll be able to pin him down as easily as you think!”

Keva thought for a moment, “Well, you could always wait outside the door, just in case, or is this your way of saying you want to watch?”

Nalia glared at her, “ No, that wasn’t what I was getting at.”

“Yes, of course, it would be more intimate with just the two of us, at least at first,” Keva nodded, “he’s probably going to be so timid, I’ll have to slowly introduce you to him.”

Nalia rolled her eyes, “There’s no talking to you when you’re like this!”

Keva licked her lips, her face flushed, “No, you’re right… I need to calm down, do this all right. ” She grinned at Nalia, suddenly looking up and down her bodyguard’s form fitting black uniform. “If only someone would help me calm down?”

Nalia couldn’t help but smirk, “Fine, come here you brat!” Keva squealed once as Nalia swatted her bottom playfully, then a second time as the other Zetan took advantage of her surprise to push her to the bed, grinning eagerly as she climbed on top of her, and then the two of them forgot about their new human pet for a while.

Lucas woke up to the sun poking in through the open doors of the balcony. For a minute he was sure he’d fallen asleep on a waterbed, but as he opened his eyes, he realized he was laying across the soft green hill of Keva’s breast, rising and falling slowly with her breathing as she slept. Her skin still carried a subtle floral scent, and sleeping she looked less like an imposing goddess and more like a normal girl, albeit one with green skin and pointed ears.

I am having the worst case of Stockholm syndrome, he thought, chuckling to himself.

He’d been in Keva’s possession for a few days now, and it seemed like he was beginning to get a grasp of what her normal routine was. She rarely got up early, preferring to sleep in, and her day seemed to revolve around light exercise, indulging in various entertainment, and leaving in the evening for what he was fairly certain were nightclubs, not that different from what he’d seen on earth.

She hasn’t brought me to those yet, he thought,

There was a knock at the door, “Keva, get up!” Nalia called, “it’s almost time for your business meeting.”

“Mmm…” Keva grumbled, turning over.

Lucas shouted in surprise as he was thrown down the side of the soft green hill of her breast, bouncing along the top once before landing on the mattress. Like an avalanche her chest pinned him against the mattress, knocking the air from his lungs as he was crushed between the two soft surfaces.

Keva noticed the squirming against her chest, and opened her eyes with a frown, “Oh,” she giggled, sitting up, “sorry Lucas!” she reached down to pick him up, “I must have fallen asleep without remembering to put you back in your cage again…”

“It’s fine,” he gasped, blinking stars out of his eyes.

“You know, the human ownership guides on the infonet claim most humans will try to escape if left unattended,” Keva mused, “they must be wrong, I’ve left you out a dozen times now, and you don’t so much as hide!”

Lucas winced, trying to escape her probably wouldn’t get me anywhere anyways, he rationalized to himself, I need to focus on long term escape plans, not just running away from her at a few inches tall… Where would I even go? I’m not exactly a survivalist type… I didn’t even go to Boy Scout camp. Who knows what kind of animals there are on this planet? How would I get food, water, shelter? He frowned, thinking further, and could I get back to Earth? Not without a spaceship. Could I hide in the penthouse? The pantry maybe? He briefly imagined the pair of Zetans searching the nooks and crannies of the penthouse for him, chuckling. Hopefully Keva would find me first, I don’t want to think of how Nalia might punish me… 

So far, his “transgressions” against his new owner had been few, he hadn’t responded to her calls fast enough, or he’d accidentally called her by her first name in front of a store clerk, both of which had ended in him on the carpet, kissing her feet to make it up to her… Punishments that had been meant to be a few minutes long and which had stretched far longer than that.

All it took to break your Earth pride was a beautiful alien who makes you kiss her feet, he thought sourly. Not for the first time some part of him wished that his “owner” could have been ugly or overtly cruel, if only to make it easier to resist her.

She lowered him down into the clear enclosure, getting up and stretching, giving him a wonderful view of her titanic form in her nearly transparent pajamas. She caught him looking, and smirked, swaying her hips from side to side teasingly as she walked towards her own bathroom to shower.

He looked down at the hardon she’d given him, and with a sigh walked towards his cage’s own prison-style shower stall.

Better go get ready for the day.

After a long shower Lucas went to the tiny clothing hangers on the far wall, where a series of outfits in his size had been provided. They were similar to Nalia’s uniform, form fitting jumpsuits with the Farash family crest on the shoulders. Unlike Nalia’s though, his were in a bright white color, and while they were nanofabric like Keva’s own wardrobe, they were controlled by Keva’s own wristband, instead of by him. He’d found she could make his outfit more revealing at will, causing it to rise up his legs, becoming shorter, contouring tighter to his body, or simply vanishing altogether if she was feeling playful.

He shot a glance across the room at Keva as she toyed with the wristband in question, changing her own nanofabric outfit from a long glittering red dress to a set of white shorts and a tight shirt. She smiled, nodding in approval.

“Now, for a few accessories,” she said with a grin, walking towards his cage.

She was wearing a pair of pristine white sandals, the center thong riding up the gap between her toes and catching his eye. She reached into the cage and gripped his body, her fingers wrapping around him and pinning his arms to his side as she brought a small collar up to his neck. There was a *click* as it went on, and he noticed a small tether attached to it. She bent down, lowering him to her sandal, and another *click* rang out as she leashed him to it.

“Lovely!” She placed him on the ground, and after fiddling with her wristband for a moment, he was jerked closer to the sandal as the tether shortened. “Now give it a kiss,” she giggled. Lucas fell to his knees, planting a kiss on the side of her soft foot, looking up at her and basking in the smug satisfaction on her face. “What a good pet,” she cooed, “now you’re probably not going to be able to keep up with me on that little leash, so climb up on my sandal while I walk.” She eased her foot out of the sandal slightly, giving Lucas a chance to scurry up onto it. A moment later her foot slid over him, causing him to shiver as the soft skin pressed against him through the sheer nanofabric outfit she’d put him in. The world lurched as she took her first step, and he wheezed as her foot pressed down on him. The soft and foamy insole of the sandal provided some cushion, and her soles were almost pillowy, but he still felt the full weight of the Zetan girl’s body every time her sandals met the floor.

She made her way through to her penthouse’s entryway, taking a seat on her soft and giving Lucas a chance to breathe after being pummeled by her footsteps. He glanced up, seeing Nalia was already up, and had pushed a plate of food in front of Keva.

“Ugh, greens and grilled meat again?” she grumbled.

“Do you remember what your mother told you?” Nalia chuckled. “If you want me to make you breakfast, you’re going to eat what I eat.

“Nalia is a bodyguard, not a butler,” Keva sighed. She tore a piece of the meat off, lowering it down to her foot, “There you go Lucas,” she said.

“Uh, thanks?” He crawled out from underneath her toes, looking up at her skeptically, “Do you want me to just-“

“Eat it off my foot, yes!” Keva giggled.

“You shouldn’t feed a human Zetan food,” Nalia said sternly, “it could react poorly with his biology! Go get the food pellets that the saleswoman gave us.”

Lucas was debating whether it was worth his dignity to eat the chunk of meat off Keva’s foot, and the mention of the pellets settled the question. He grabbed at the meat, quickly taking a bite. He groaned almost orgasmically at the rich taste, and while he didn’t recognize the taste of the animal or the seasonings it was the best thing he’d eaten since being shrunk.

The two Zetans looked down, and Nalia chuckled, “Well someone likes my cooking at least… I suppose a few meals of prairiebeast won’t hurt him.”

“I’m going to ask mother about letting me hire some real servants… she has an entire staff with her on Zeta Prime!” Keva pouted.

“Your mother also works Keva,” Nalia said with a smirk.

“I work!” Keva protested.

“Yes, the half hour or so you spend with Tera is truly a back breaking effort,” Nalia drawled.

The wristbands that both of the Zetans wore beeped, and Keva groaned, “Speak of your foe and she will appear,” she muttered.

The door to the penthouse opened, and another Zetan woman entered. Unlike Keva and Nalia, she wasn’t wearing nanofabric, but a well-cut white outfit of normal cloth that looked almost like a woman’s business suit. She had a nervous smile on her face as she entered, and short straight dark black hair that bobbed as she moved.

“Good morning miss Keva,” she said, waving.

“Lucas, this is Tera Saseni,” Keva said, her voice flat, “she helps me manage Farash Interstellar.”

Tera frowned, “Lucas? Who is-“

“My new human,” Keva said with a smirk, pointing down at her feet. Lucas looked up at the latest alien giantess, who knelt down, looking at him in awe.

“Whoa, this is the first one I’ve seen in real life!” Tera gasped. “How much did he cost!?”

Lucas frowned, that’s a good question…

“I don’t know,” Keva shrugged, “a lot probably.”

“About seven hundred and fifty thousand credits,” Nalia cut in.

From the small squeak of surprise that Tera gave at the news, Lucas guessed that was a lot.

I might be an alien’s sex slave, he thought wryly, but at least I’m an expensive one…

“Hi Lucas!” Tera giggled, waving down to him, “humans are perfect at this size… I’ve seen some people on the infonet resizing theirs even smaller, but I think a few inches is just right.”

“That much we can agree on,” Keva chuckled.

Tera chewed her lip a moment, “So uh, if you ever need someone to watch him while you go out-“

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Keva said quickly. She slid her foot out of the sandal slightly, grabbing Lucas with her toes and forcing him back onto the insole as the massive digits playfully squeezed him. “It’s very important for a human to spend time with his owner and get used to her before anyone else gets close…” She tossed her hair over her shoulder and smirked, “I know it must be hard for people who can’t afford their own, but you’ll just have to wait until more get captured!” The toes squeezed him again, and Lucas grunted as her foot massaged him against the sandal’s sole.

Tera looked jealously down at him, then sighed, “Let’s get started with today’s briefing then.” She handed Keva a datapad, and she looked at it with a bored expression as Tera began to discuss the company’s fortunes. Lucas didn’t follow most of it, while he’d been a mechanic on Earth the spacecraft parts, they described sounded quite literally alien, and he was certain that the translation implant failed for a least a few of the words. He’d been zoning out, enjoying the comfort of Keva’s warm feet, when one conversation caught his attention.

“And with Alrec’s continued environmental issues, there won’t be any substantial competition from the factories there for at least the next five years,” Tera continued. “Most of the population intends to relocate to Earth once it’s cleared for settlement anyways, the Empress has promised all of the victims of the disaster the first claim rights, along with veterans of the subjugation of course.”

So, one of their planets had some kind of disaster? Lucas thought, they don’t just want humans then, they want the planet for refugees or something…

Unfortunately, the trio of Zetans never brought it up again, and, after another half hour of company updates, Tera concluded her stay, getting up to leave. Keva looked bored to tears, but managed a polite smile and a farewell as the other woman left, a façade that collapsed the moment the penthouse door hissed shut.

“Finally,” Keva breathed, “I thought she’d never leave!”

“So, what is our agenda for the rest of the day?” Nalia asked politely.

“Relaxation,” Keva drawled, “I need to teach Lucas a few things.” His world lurched as she got up, and he wondered exactly what she had in mind. “Nalia, do we still have that bottle of massage oil?”

…

Keva lounged peacefully beneath the tropical sun as Lucas grunted with exertion, using as much force as he could to try to rub a foot that stood twice as tall as he did. The slick oil had coated his body as he’d made the effort, and every now and then Keva would teasingly dip her foot down, tapping the top of his head with her big toe and ruffling his hair playfully.

It was demeaning and humiliating, and Lucas was rock hard the entire time. For her part Keva seemed incredibly smug at his position, and she sipped from a glass of something dark as she lay on her patio chair, watching his struggles.

“That feels nice,” she drawled, “there is nothing better than having a pretty male at your feet…” She glanced up at the floating holographic screen, which was displaying a grinning team of Zetan soldiers displaying a row of shrunken human soldiers as trophies.

Lucas looked at it, fighting to keep his face calm as Keva obliviously sipped her drink, not even paying attention to the broadcast. Nalia was nearby, occupying herself with a sphere-shaped mechanical device of some kind, about the size of a basketball. She scowled as it glowed red.

“Lucas, does Earth have any interesting drinks?” Keva asked suddenly, “serving a few earth beverages at a party might really get people talking.”

He blinked in surprise, she can’t seriously be asking that when her people are conquering the planet, can she? He thought for a moment, “I didn’t really go to bars or drink very much,” he said slowly.

“That’s too bad,” Keva sighed, setting her drink on the small table next to her chair. She shivered and grinned as his shoulder leaned into a particularly tender bit of muscle, “You’re getting better at these massages,” she said with a grin, “I’m going to give you a chance to earn a little reward…”

What kind of reward? He found himself wondering eagerly.

“Nalia, come over here and give that thing a rest,” Keva called.

“If I don’t get the security drone working who is going to watch the house while we’re away?” Nalia replied.

“Just let Lucas give you a nice foot rub!” Keva pouted, “you’ll feel better and then you can go back to it!”

Nalia sighed, carrying the drone over to the patio chair as Keva stood up. Nalia’s shadow fell over him as the gigantic Zetan looked down at him almost suspiciously, then slowly she reached down, tapping a button on the side of her boots and causing them to seemingly melt off of her feet as the nanofabric receded. Lucas felt the tremor as she plopped herself onto the chair, scowling as she continued to toy with the open hatch of the spherical security drone, her massive feet on either side of him.

“Well?” she asked, startling him.

“Oh, sorry!” he began his work, slowly pressing his hands into her soles while Keva watched with a smirk.

“I’m going to go refill my drink,” Keva said, “you two behave while I’m gone!”

Keva went inside the penthouse, leaving them alone on the balcony. Lucas kept working against the wall of her sole, and he felt a tinge of satisfaction as Nalia sighed, seeming to relax somewhat.

“While many humans are eagerly volunteering for resizing, rebellious humans attempted to free some of their friends at the new ground base in former human tribal capital of Washingtoon,” the news hologram began again, mispronouncing the human name, “but a few blasts of the wide angle shrink ray later and they soon found themselves-“

“End news broadcast,” Nalia said without looking up. Lucas looked to her curiously, “There’s no need to upset you with that kind of news,” she said dismissively.

“Thanks,” he said slowly.

“Keva should know better than to leave such things on around you,” Nalia muttered. “I’ll speak to her.”

“I would kind of like to know what’s happening on Earth,” he said nervously, “if it’s possible…”

Nalia frowned, looking up from her security drone and to the tiny human at her feet, “I’ve been watching you,” she said finally. “By all accounts you are more docile and friendly with both myself and Keva than most humans are following re-sizing, but you’ve been very eager to watch what we do, and you seemed very keen to listen in when Keva and Tera discussed earth earlier today…” She smirked knowingly, “tell me pet, do humans belong under Zetan rule? Isn’t it only right that humans should be resized for our enjoyment?”

Lucas nodded eagerly, “Y-Yes, of course, I love my new mistress-“

Nalia fought down a laugh, “the news media lies Lucas, when they say humans are too dumb to survive on their own, they are lying, when they say that humans are lining up to be shrunk out of gratitude, they are lying, and I think you are lying right now when you say you believe those things. You’re that sort of bratty male that wants to be tamed, true, but you’re not the eager pet you’re pretending to be. If humans were really so submissive and dumb, how would you have even managed civilization in the first place? Primitive though it is.”

Lucas gulped, looking at her giant foot and remembering her threat from when he’d first arrived, “So… what now?”

Nalia smiled and shrugged, “I suppose we wait and see. For now… I do believe you were told to rub my feet, yes?” Lucas nodded, still in shock as he leaned forward and began rubbing her soles again. “Keva is right,” she purred, “that is good… truly a male’s place in the world is at a woman’s feet...”

Where Keva’s soles were always almost pillowy soft, Nalia’s were coarser, and the floral smell that always clung to Keva’s was absent. While Nalia’s feet didn’t quite smell bad , there was a lingering bit of odor from her boot.

Keva returned a moment later, a pair of drinks in hand, and with a giggle she handed one to Nalia, “I’m glad to see you two are getting along well! Lucas, give her a little kiss!”

Nalia gave an uncharacteristic giggle as Lucas leaned in, planting his lips on her sole, “Thank you Lucas, very good work!” She got up, letting Keva have the seat back, and Lucas once again found himself between his “owner’s” feet as the bodyguard carried her broken security drone away.

What now? He repeated to himself, still not sure what his long-term plans were.

“Lucas, seeing you kiss Nalia’s feet made me jealous,” Keva pouted, “give mine a peck too!”

I guess we’ll see, he thought, falling to his knees to worship Keva’s feet eagerly.

…

“I want to do it tonight,” Keva said in a breathy voice.

“The law on humans in domestic settings says they’re only to be full sized in an emergency situation, or for medical treatment,” Nalia said with a smug smirk.

The pair of them were in Nalia’s room again, with Nalia herself continuing her work on the drone at her desk, scowling as it flashed red again. Keva was sprawled across the bed, staring at the ceiling.

“I don’t care,” Keva said, sitting up, “he’s my human, and I need to be his first Nalia! I can’t exactly take him out until he’s been deflowered!”

“Worried some other Zetan might slip away with him before you get the chance?” Nalia teased.

“Yes!” Keva growled.

Nalia smirked as the drone finally flashed green, hovering off her desk slightly, “Fine,” Nalia chuckled, “it’s not like I could stop you anyways, and Lucas seems…” She frowned, tame wasn’t really the right word.

Keva stood up, shivering with excitement, “I’ll see you tomorrow morning Nalia,” she said with a sultry grin, “I’m going to go break in my male!”

Nalia smiled and rolled her eyes as the door hissed shut behind Keva.

…

Lucas was in his cage, grunting as he did pushups, that’s what you do in prison, right? He thought, grimacing as his muscles ached, you get in shape… This is kind of like prison…

The truth was he simply couldn’t handle any more Zetan media, while the network in Keva’s home had better selections than the transport barge had, he still struggled to find any he liked.

They invented faster than light travel, but they don’t have method acting, he thought sourly.

He looked up as Keva entered the room, and all thoughts of other Zetans fled his mind as he took in the flowing silver gown she wore, drifting elegantly and artificially behind her like a light breeze was blowing and pressing the front of the fabric against her chest.

“Lucas,” she said with a grin, “I think it’s time…”

“T-Time?” he stammered, walking to the glass wall of his cage. His heart skipped a beat, time to… take me, like she said?

She smiled, reaching in and slowly drawing him out, “Time for you to have your first woman,” she said, holding him gently in her grip as she set his tiny body on the edge of her bed. He watched the towering goddess of a woman walk to her dresser, opening the top drawer and drawing out a small remote device.

“My shrink ray,” she giggled, waving it back and forth in front of him teasingly. She saw his suddenly interested look and smirked, “coded to my DNA, of course… in anyone else’s hands it’s just so much metal and plastic.”

Damn, he thought, I guess she wouldn’t leave it in the room with me if it was that easy…

“I’m going to resize you,” she said softly, “for tonight…”

She clicked the button, and Lucas gasped as he was suddenly sitting on the bed at his old size. It was jarring, and he gripped the bedspread for a moment, breathing out as he looked around at a bedroom that had been, up until that moment, a vast open expanse.

“Stand up,” she ordered, grinning as she took him in. He did so, and she walked up to him, looking down slightly.

“Y-You’re still taller than me,” he said, smiling weakly.

“Only by a little,” she chuckled, running her finger down his chest. He shivered as he felt the digit through the thin nanofabric, and a moment later he tensed as her hand reached around him, squeezing his bottom roughly as she pulled him close. He leaned in instinctively to kiss her, and they embraced, finally causing Keva to gasp, her face a broad grin as she separated from him. “Kneel,” she whispered.

He blinked, “Huh?”

“Kneel!” she repeated, placing her hands on his shoulders and pressing him down roughly. He stumbled down, and she giggled, enjoying his shocked expression. “You’re bigger now,” she said in a husky voice, “but don’t forget your place!” She stepped away, putting her sandaled foot forward expectantly.

Lucas lowered himself down, placing his mouth on her toes for a kiss that made her giggle from the ticklish sensation. He watched, spellbound, as she slipped her foot out of the sandal, lifting it up and slowly moving it towards his mouth. He opened it to ask what she wanted, but she just giggled, taking the opportunity to force it in. He let his tongue roll over her toes as he sucked on them, groaning as his erection strained through the nanofabric outfit she’d given him.

She pulled her foot free, stepping down onto the carpet as she withdrew her other from the sandal, walking barefoot as she circled him, running her hands through his hair with an eager smirk.

“You’re quite the specimen,” she muttered, her face flush as her arousal built. “Now let’s see what you look like at full size…” She tapped her wristband, and his clothing shimmered away, vanishing up into the collar, which fell off him with a small *click* and tumbled to the floor. “Rise,” she ordered, and he did so, straightening up before her as her eyes drifted down to his erection.

He cleared his throat, “W-What do you think?” he asked, smiling nervously.

“Hmm…” She stepped forward, closing the gap between them and gripping his manhood, sliding her soft hands up and down it’s length several times in a slow and sensuous motion that made him shiver. “It will do,” she said with a wink.

“Ah!” Lucas cried out in surprise as she roughly pushed him backwards onto the bed, surprising him with her strength.

I figured they’d probably be stronger than Earth women, but damn! Lucas gulped as he edged backwards slightly, and his eyes went wide again as Keva casually tapped the button on her wristband a second time, causing her own clothing to shimmer and slowly vanish. She’s beautiful, he thought. His eyes were naturally drawn to her chest, and although he’d seen her breasts before, he found himself staring at them for an uncomfortably long time, unable to look away.

Keva realized where he was looking, and fought a squeal of glee, he can’t seriously be that enraptured by my tits, can he!? That only happens to males in pornography! She shifted to the right, her heart picking up as she realized his eyes were following them. You’ve kept it together so far Kera, she told herself, do not melt at how cute and pathetic he is now!

She crawled on the bed, finally tearing his gaze away from her breasts as they made eye contact. With a smile she brought her boobs up to his erect member, wrapping them around it and slowly sliding them up in a slow moving titjob that left Lucas groaning with pleasure.

“I noticed you staring,” she taunted, “are my breasts really that great?”

“Y-Yes!” he stammered, his head arching back.

“Tell me!” she snapped, her heart racing.

“They’re the best I’ve ever seen!” he gasped, “perfect, I think about them before I fall asleep every night!”

Keva shivered, feeling herself grow wet as she giggled madly, he must be trying to stroke my ego, he knows how to talk to a girl but- her thought was interrupted as Lucas grunted, then cried out, cumming across her tits, bucking his hips up into them as she looked on in a mix of arousal and wonder.

He gulped, red faced, “I-I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold on any longer!”

“Don’t apologize,” she laughed, “ every girl fantasizes about making a male lose himself with just her tits…” She blinked a few times, “I wasn’t quite sure it really happened outside of uh…” don’t bring up pornography, they probably don’t even have it on earth! “Never mind,” she said quickly, “how long will you need to recover?”

Lucas chewed his lip, already feeling himself growing hard again, “Not long…”

She glanced down, an eager look coming over her face as she saw he was already rising again, “Let me see if I can’t speed it along,” she growled. Her head bent down, and Lucas’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head as her mouth slid over his rapidly hardening cock.

“Oh god…” he grunted.

Keva’s skilled tongue easily brought him to full mast again in under a minute, and there was a small *pop* as she pulled her lips back over his manhood, grinning down at her handwork as it glistened from her wet saliva.

“Now for the main event,” she said gleefully, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you…”

“O-Okay,” Lucas stammered.

She climbed over him, positioning herself above his now rock-hard member, and, making eye contact with him again, slid herself down onto it with a smile. Lucas jolted as he felt himself enter her, and his heart quickened as the up and down motion of her thrusts began. Despite her promises to be gentle he soon found himself grunting as she clapped against him.

“That’s it,” she growled, “give yourself to me!”

He could only gasp in response, and soon her pace was increasing as she lost herself, sweat starting to appear on her forehead as she pounded him down into the mattress, impaling herself on his cock again and again with an intensity he’d never anticipated.

“You like that, don’t you?” She laughed, “answer me!”

“Y-Yes,” he managed, fighting as hard as he could to keep himself from finishing too early.

Her thighs squeezed tighter as she began to shudder, “That’s what you earth boys need,” she growled, “A real woman… A real woman to-“ she went tense, her eyes squeezing shut as she came. It was too much for Lucas, and he joined her, his hips bucking upwards as their mixed cries of pleasure filled the room.

…

From her own bedroom Nalia looked up from her disassembled plasma pistol, her heart skipping a beat at the scream… but then she chuckled as she heard Lucas’s mixed with it. The sound of Keva’s orgasm was making her wet too, and a part of her considered storming into the bedroom and joining the pair, but with a sigh she decided against it, simply letting her hand drift down the front of her pants instead.

Sounds like your human is nice and broken in, she chuckled. Maybe now he won’t be constantly looking for an escape… She bit her lip as her finger slid over her own womanhood, I wonder how he’d take me? She giggled under her breath, imagining the handsome earth boy at one of her feet, and Keva herself at the other. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d shared a male…

…

“So, on Earth, the males don’t kiss your feet as foreplay?” Keva asked skeptically as they lay tangled in the bed’s sheets together.

“Not usually,” Lucas chuckled, staring at the ceiling. “I’ve always been kind of a weirdo for liking that.”

“But it’s such an easy way to show dominance and take control of what’s happening,” Keva giggled, running her finger up his bare chest again. “You see a male you like; you imagine him prostrated before you… But I suppose earth women probably have their own ways of taking command…” She leaned up, regarding him a moment, “so you were some sort of social outcast, because of your desires?”

“Uh, not exactly,” Lucas said uncomfortably, “I’ve just always had a thing for feet, and for more… dominant women, I guess, and it was hard to find someone else like that back home.”

“That does explain why you’ve acclimated to life with me so quickly,” she mused. She snuggled close to him, “don’t worry about that kind of thing any more, you’re mine now, I’ll take excellent care of you, and you’ll kiss my feet every day like a good boy should.”

“Thanks,” he said, oddly touched. “Are you going to use the shrink-thingy to make me small again now?”

“Hmm?” Keva yawned, glancing around the room and spotting her shrink ray, discarded on the floor. “Ugh, I’m not getting up… Do you promise not to escape tonight?”

He raised an eyebrow, “Sure,” he said, laying his head back against the pillow. With how tired I am after a night with her, I wouldn’t have made it far anyway…

…

“Good morning,” Nalia’s smug voice came, causing the two lovers to groan as they blinked sleep out of their eyes.

“Ah!” Lucas gulped, pulling the sheets up over them as Nalia stood at the end of the bed, arms crossed and a smirk on her face.

“Mmm?” Keva blinked sleep out of her eyes, “Nalia, it’s early…”

“It’s not, you two were just up late,” Nalia chuckled, “and by the way, do you realize how unsafe it is to not shrink your human back when you’re done playing with him?” She raised her own shrink ray to Lucas, and one quick flash and tingling sensation later and Keva was looming over him as an enormous goddess once again.

“Lucas wouldn’t run away,” Keva scowled, scooping him up and pressing him to her impressive chest.

“I didn’t think he would,” Nalia admitted, looking down at the once again tiny human with a frown, “I am surprised you didn’t even try to look around during your time at full size.” She showed the pair her datapad, showing fast forwarded footage of the pair of them asleep in the bed.

“Y-You were filming us!?” Lucas yelped.

“I thought you said you didn’t want to watch?” Keva asked playfully.

Nalia rolled her eyes, “I didn’t when you were together obviously, but yes, I have every centimeter of this penthouse under surveillance.” She smirked at Lucas’s embarrassed reaction, “Just something to consider. Now go clean yourselves up, Tera will be here with the daily briefing soon.”

“Ugh… mother’s errand girl is always ruining my fun,” Keva grumbled.

Lucas frowned, “It kind of sounds like she does a lot of the work for your mom’s company…”

Keva rolled her eyes, “Oh what do you know, you’re just a-“ she stopped herself, looking down at the human in her hand, who was staring up at her. “I’m more of a bigger picture kind of person,” Keva corrected quickly, “ideas, the future, that kind of thing… I just have Tera help with the day-to-day drudgery!”

“Of course,” Lucas said with a nod. Sounds like a bit of a sore spot…

A half hour later Lucas found himself cleaned and once again leashed to Keva, though this time his tether was affixed to a silver toe ring that bobbed up and down as she playfully scrunched her toes, yanking slightly on his neck as they waited for Tera to arrive, Keva on the couch as the wealthy Zetan, and him on the floor as her human pet.

“I had fun last night,” Keva said suddenly, smiling down at him. “You made me very happy… When we have time, could you tell me a little more about Earth? I’m curious to know who you were before you were mine.”

“Sure,” he said, smiling up at her.

This is the longest time I’ve spent at a beach since… Lucas frowned, listening to the waves crash against the sandy shore, ever, he thought, adjusting his position. In a way there was some bizarre irony to it, the entire planet of Dilena reminded him of Hawaii, or what he thought Hawaii was like anyway. A strange thought occurred to him; I’ve spent more time on beaches as a pet than I ever could have afforded to as a free man… He flopped back onto the soft surface of Keva’s belly, not sure whether to laugh or cry at the fact.

“Mmm… that tickles,” Keva grumbled, blinking as she sat up. Beneath him the surface of her belly scrunched up, rocking his world as he looked up at the, to him, gigantic alien. He was naked, and she was topless, wearing only a small silver bikini bottom as she sunbathed on the beach. “Oh dear,” she muttered, looking down at his tiny body with a giggle, “did I remember to put protective ultraviolet oil on you?”

“No,” Lucas said with a frown, “what’s that, is it like sunscreen?”

“A screen for the sun, yes,” she sighed, looking at her skin, which was just a slightly darker shade of green than when she’d started the day. “I need to reapply some as well…” She reached down for him, wrapping her fingers around his tiny body and lifting him up to her breasts. He slid between them, bracing his legs against the massive green hills to keep from falling further as Keva reached for a bottle of a clear, liquid. She positioned it over him, and he cried out in surprise as a waterfall of the oily stuff rained down on him, causing him to lose his grip on the titanic tits on either side as his senses were overwhelmed by a smell that was halfway between coconut and strawberry.

“K-Keva!” he shouted as he slid down her body, but she caught him with a giggle, ending his fall and lifting him up to her face. With her free hand she slowly rubbed the oil into her own skin, giving it a slightly shiny look as she watched him wipe the gunk out of his eyes.

“Hold still!” she said playfully, slowly sliding her hand across his body. He gasped as the tingling oil was spread over his naked form, the soft, yet strong grip of Keva’s hands working it into every nook and crevice. It didn’t take long before he was hard, and the green giantess seemed to relish sliding her thumb over his crotch, watching him fight a moan every time as he lay helpless in her grip.

“Oh wow,” he breathed, unable to fight it any longer as his owner deliberately pinched his erection, stroking it once and biting her lip as he shuddered in pleasure.

“I’m just applying protective oil!” she said sweetly.

“Y-You’re going to make me-“

“I wouldn’t want you getting a sunburn here,” she taunted, sliding her fingers along his length again, beginning a slow pumping motion that had nothing to do with applying UV oil. He thrashed her grip, pushing against the fingers that grasped him in a feeble way that just made Keva laugh with delight as he failed to escape the onslaught of her slippery fingers. Finally, he bucked his hips, spraying his seed into her hands and moaning with pleasure as his seed mixed with the clear, fruity oil, disappearing as Keva rubbed the rest of it into his skin. He collapsed into her hand, laying limp for a moment as she leaned back in her chair, admiring his glistening form. Finally, she was done admiring her work, and she lay him on her now glistening and oiled bellybutton once again.

The two sat together in silence, watching the waves roll onto the sand, and while the trees that swayed along the beach weren’t palm trees, they had a similarly long and leafy look to them, albeit with a strange bright blue fruit growing where the coconuts should have been.

In the distance Nalia skimmed skillfully across the waves, her light hover boots allowing her to bank off the roiling surface of the water like a figure skater, conquering the swells in a skillful display of athleticism. She spun as she used one rising wave like a ramp, coming down with a splash that almost sent her below the surface of the waves before she picked up speed again.

“She’s very good at that,” Keva giggled, “light hover boots like those will shut off if the anti-grav units get wet, so she’s got to keep moving.”

“I get it,” Lucas said, “it’s like surfing, or skateboarding, all about balance and momentum.”

“Those words don’t translate,” Keva said with a frown, “I’m guessing they’re athletic endeavors on your world?”

“Yeah,” he said, frowning as he searched for the words, “it was like… balancing on a wooden board as you rode on the waves.”

“Ah, that does sound amusing,” Keva chuckled. She glanced around, seeing the empty beach on either side of them. The pair had taken a small hovercraft out to this secluded island, far from the densely crowded one where Keva’s apartment complex stood. “Would you like to go swimming?” she offered.

“At this size that sounds kind of dangerous,” Lucas said with a wry smile.

Keva smirked, reaching into her small bag and withdrawing the small remote shaped shrink-ray, “I could be convinced to resize you,” she said with a giggle, “at least big enough to let you enjoy some time in the water.” She dangled it above him smugly, “come on, prove to me that you want it!”

He looked up at the remote, then down the chair to her feet. He practically fell over himself, stumbling over her bikini and making his way down to the top of her bare feet, placing a kiss on the top, then another, worshipping them eagerly, finally letting his tongue lap at the bare green skin as Keva laughed uproariously.

“Good pet!” she sighed finally, “you always know how to make a girl feel like a goddess.” She pointed the shrink ray down at him lazily, firing a quick burst from it and sending him up to around four feet tall. He looked at her expectantly, and she just chuckled, sitting up and looming over him like an amazon as she playfully patted his head. “One more for good measure!”

He grinned, leaning down and kissing her foot one final time, cradling it in his hands and causing her to giggle as the slightly fruity taste of her suntan lotion lingered on his lips. With that the pair ran towards the water together, splashing into the surf.

“Why is Lucas big? ” Nalia snapped, coming to a halt, splashing into the water next to them as her hover boots deactivated.

“He’s not that big,” Keva giggled, leaning over and placing her elbows on his head playfully, “and besides, we’re the only ones at this beach? Why can’t my human go for a swim!”

“Yeah Nalia,” he said, enjoying the way Keva’s bodyguard scowled.

“When we get home you can swim around in the sink,” Nalia snapped, “Now let’s go back to shore and re-size him right- AH!” she was cut off as Keva and Lucas began splashing her, laughing as she fell back into the water. A moment later she surfaced, bobbing slightly in the surf and splashing Keva back as hard as she could, sending both she and Lucas back, laughing as the saltwater stung their eyes. The water fight continued on for a few minutes, until they were all panting, fighting laughter.

“Fine,” Nalia said with a chuckle, “I guess if there’s nobody around there’s no harm…”

…

Lucas’s once again tiny body was sprawled across Keva’s thigh as she lounged in the back of the luxury hovercraft, zipping across the waves while Nalia piloted it. The saltwater had dried to their skins, covering them all in the scent of the ocean and the fruity tanning oil. The setting sun of the tropical planet had bathed them all in a pink and orange hue as the twinkling tower of the apartment complex appeared on the horizon, and the colorful light reflected off the dark visor that covered Nalia’s eyes while she piloted the craft.

“That was fun,” Keva sighed happily, “are the beaches on Earth nice, Lucas?”

“Maybe,” he said in a tired voice, “I only went once.”

“I can’t say I spent much time around oceans either, until I came to Dilena at least,” Nalia said with a small smile. “It’s a beautiful planet.” She tapped the side of her visor, causing the heads-up display within to bring up a list of nightclubs, their current capacities, and drink specials for the evening. “Shall I reserve you a table at the Empress’s Favor?” she asked, “or perhaps something less high-brow? The Blushing Male perhaps?”

Keva sat upright, nearly causing Lucas to tumble off her thigh, “T-The Blushing Male? Haha, I would only ever go there as a joke!” Keva said, looking down at Lucas. He raised an eyebrow, and she cleared her throat, “besides, we need to turn in early.”

“That’s certainly unlike you,” Nalia said.

“I’m going to go inspect our factory tomorrow,” Keva said with a wave, “Lucas will accompany me, as a symbol to the workforce of our family’s wealth and esteem, who knows? Perhaps the workers will enjoy the sight of one of our human conquests, and Lucas will have a more proper appreciation for me once he sees the vast factories I own.”

“That your mother owns,” Nalia corrected.

“Me, Mother, it’s the same thing!” Keva snapped, “tell Tera to meet us there early!”

“One hour after sunrise,” Nalia said with a nod.

Keva started, “Er… maybe two hours after sunrise?” she said weakly. “I wouldn’t want Lucas to miss too much sleep, humans aren’t as robust as us Zetans after all.”

“Nope,” he said with a yawn, “We sure aren’t.”

Nalia smirked at the comment, but said nothing, slowly bringing the hovercraft up onto the beach of the larger island, bathing them in the lights of the towering buildings as the last of the sun’s rays disappeared.

…

To her credit, Keva was up before Lucas for a change, and instead of her usual light colored and skin-tight outfits, today she was wearing something that looked almost intimidating. It was still a dress, to be sure, but a black one, flowing like smoke at the bottom, some effect of the alien nanofabric on doubt, and with silver trim along a deep cleavage. With it she wore a pair of open toed heeled shoes that *clacked* ominously against the floor as she moved about her room, grabbing her datapad and fixing her hair back in an uncharacteristic tight bun.

He glanced at the tiny jumpsuits in his own enclosure, and with a shrug he grabbed one, feeling the nanofabric mold onto his body, his shoulders lighting up with the Farash family insignia and reminding everyone who he belonged to.

“Ah, good, you’re dressed!” she said eagerly, reaching in and drawing him out. She held up a small silver necklace, complete with a pair of shackles. She brought his tiny body over to them, and they *clicked* into place, leaving him dangling before her grinning face as if he were the world’s most prized amulet.

“I’m going as your jewelry?” he asked quizzically.

“You are going as a properly re-sized war trophy from a primitive people our technological might has subjugated,” Keva growled, slowly placing him on. “And quite the appealing trophy too, I want everyone there to see you, to remember what I have and that I am my mother’s voice on this planet!”

He gulped, not sure how he felt about the harsh tone she took at the end, “Y-Yes Mistress Keva!”

The Zetan’s face softened, giggling as she adjusted his body to let it hang between the valley of her cleavage, “Good boy,” she cooed, “that’s exactly what I need today!” She giggled, leaning forwards slightly and letting the soft globes surround him, smothering him briefly as he hung suspended from the silver chain of the necklace. He gasped, his air returning as she moved to walk out the door, and Nalia was already waiting for them, appropriately dressed in her own black uniform and looking professional as ever with her plasma pistol on her hip.

“Ready?” Nalia asked.

Keva took a deep breath, “yes, let’s do it.”

…

The massive factory complex dominated the horizon, easily as tall and wide as a sports complex, but stretching at least five miles by his account, covering the entire sandbar it was built on. Nalia tapped her visor, nodding as docking instructors were sent to the private hovercraft, and overhead cargo craft, not unlike the one that had brought him to Dilena, circled lazily, waiting for their clearance to land in one of the factory’s massive loading bays.

“Incredible,” Lucas whispered.

“Indeed,” Keva chuckled, “this particular facility manufactures high quality spacecraft parts, as well as the personal shuttles for the members of the Empress’s family. They need to be made to the most specific specifications, luxury, defense, evasion… only Farash Interstellar can make a light craft of that quality, and everyone who’s anyone in the galaxy owns at least one of our ships for space travel!”

“Only anyone who’s anyone could afford to,” Nalia mused, “even the least expensive model more than three times what a standard personal ship costs..”

“If you want one just say something Nalia,” Keva sighed, “a woman like me can make that happen!”

Nalia’s mouth twitched, but she held the comment in, “We’re getting ready to dock,” she said instead.

…

Tera was ready to meet them, the bookish Zetan already nervously drumming her fingers along her datapad as Keva stalked her way up the silver ramp into the factory.

“K-Keva, so good of you to join us at the production site!” the Zetan said, “R-Right this way!” She blushed as she saw Lucas dangling between Keva’s breasts, and she gave a quick giggle and a wink before clearing her throat, leading them further into the facility.

No wonder they’re beating Earth, Lucas thought, a pit forming in his stomach as they gazed out at rows upon rows of automated robotic arms, assembling some sleek looking machine part he didn’t recognize. Every now and then a Zetan in a factory uniform would walk along it, tapping something on a holographic data display.

“T-This is the new magnetic assembly for the shield spheres,” Tera explained, coming to another large open area. They watched as a series of chromed pieces that looked almost like orange peels lifted into the air of their own accord, meeting in the center of a football field sized room. There was a flash, and then a glowing sphere floated in the center, slowly levitating its way down the line and into the next room before the succeeding series of parts floated in to begin the process anew.

“Ah yes,” Keva said, quickly cutting Tera off, “They’re hyper compressed energy projection units, capable of stopping a plasma cannon blast, all while being able to fit in the engine compartment of a hovercraft like the one we came in on!”

“And kinetic weapons, such as the ones a primitive human would use, would be completely less than useless,” an imperious voice called. They turned to see a woman in a pristine white coat approaching, a pair of reflective goggles on her face that whirred as they zoomed in on them all. This particular Zetan was older than the others present, and taller, standing at nearly seven feet as she regarded them. “Of course it is completely harmless to living cells,” the tall Zetan continued, smirking slightly, “quite the achievement, if I do say so myself.”

“Oh yes, this is our lead biologist and environmental scientist,” Keva frowned, “El…” she trailed off, looking to Tera for help.

“Elora Mitani!” Tera said quickly, “s-she’s in charge of making sure that all of our processes are safe for the environment, and for the occupants of our ships!”

“Yes,” Keva said with a fake smile, “that’s right!” She chuckled, “I do apologize, I don’t get down to the labs much, but having someone like her around her keeps Dilena looking beautiful, instead of a disaster like Alrec!”

“It’s quite all right,” Elora growled, hiding obvious offense, “although I do wonder why you are bothering to explain such things to the human? His mind can’t comprehend it, if I were to tell you about the pollutant levels in their atmosphere…” She growled, annoyed, “never mind.”

“If it amuses me to show off our industry to my pet, then we will do so!” Keva said with a smirk. “Now, let’s tour the plasma cannon assembly.”

“The plasma cannon assembly was moved to a different site,” Tera said nervously.

Keva blinked, “W-What!?” She growled angrily, “Get all of the production managers in here now! ” she snapped.

Tera gulped, “Miss Farash, they’re all very busy, and the move was actually covered in one of our briefings-“

“NOW!” Keva said, barely keeping her voice level.

Tera squeaked, tapping a series of messages out to the Zetans in question on her datapad. Within minutes Zetans in blue uniforms were streaming in, crowding the observation room until nearly a dozen of them were in the small space, looking on at Keva nervously.

“Uh, mistress Keva, you don’t have to do all of this on my account-“ Lucas tried to say.

“When were you all going to tell me that the plasma cannon assembly was moving offworld!?” Keva barked.

One of the blue uniformed Zetans stepped forward, clearing her throat, “M-Miss Farash, it was over a year ago, your mother made the decision…”

Keva blinked, and an uncomfortable silence filled the room, “I uh… was just testing you all!” she said finally.” She shot a glance at Tera, who weakly shrugged. “Y-You may return to work,” she said finally, waving them away.

Ouch, Lucas thought, feeling embarrassed on her behalf.

Keva sighed, “Tera, can we please find a private conference room somewhere?” she asked quietly.

Elora cleared her throat, “if you’re going to continue operations, might I perhaps borrow your human?” the scientist grinned in a way that Lucas wasn’t sure he liked, “I would like to examine one firsthand, the government reports are informative of course, but nothing compared to hands on study.”

“Oh, yes, of course,” Keva said, still feeling a little numb as she reached up to unclasp him from the necklace.

Lucas gulped as he felt the scientist’s gloved hands wrap around him, “M-Mistress Keva, could I perhaps stay with-“ but Keva was already being led away by Tera, no doubt for a long overdue briefing on the state of the factory.

The rubber gloved fingers tightened around him as the scientist gleamed madly, giggling as his face was reflected in her goggles.

“Now Human, we’re going to run a few experiments! ”

…

Lucas sighed, “The answer is number one,” he said, causing the large holographic display overhead to beep in approval, flashing green. While he’d expected some diabolical madness from the excitable Zetan, she’d simply set him on the desk in a pristine looking lab and then demanded he solve a series of simple logic problems, each one displayed from her holographic computer while she looked on, excited.

“Hmm… another correct answer?” Elora muttered, scrolling through her information tablet. There was a beep, and she frowned, lifting her goggles off her head and revealing a pair of golden eyes, “that can’t be right…”

“What, does it say I’m stupid?” he asked, tired. I almost wish she had tortured me, if I have to do another hour of this test I’m going to die from boredom.

“No,” Elora said slowly, “it says that you’re… well, you’re about as smart as the average Zetan.” She chewed her lip, “Humans are a primitive lot,” she said, more aloud than to him, “obviously you’re some kind of… superior human? One of the few of them that managed to discern some mathematics or mix some chemicals into something useful no doubt?”

“Nope,” Lucas sighed, “automotive repair mechanic.”

“This doesn’t add up,” Elora said, looking down at her tablet, then to him in disbelief, “This is… you have to be mistaken, the government reports are right here! They say the average human is a dumb brute, barely able to speak!”

Lucas shrugged, “you were the one who wanted hands on data, here I am science lady.”

“That kind of sarcasm shouldn’t be possible either,” she grumbled. She sighed, “until proven otherwise, I’ll simply have to treat you as an outlier!”

I’m never sure whether to be insulted or flattered when they talk about me like this, Lucas thought wryly.

Elora scowled at his expression, “Z-Zetans are clearly the masters of the galaxy, nay, the universe,” she said, reassuring herself. She smirked, “Look who’s tiny! Reduced to an adorable pet by our crowning technological achievement!” She chuckled, “yes, I don’t know why I was doubting myself…” She reached for him, kicking off her shining boots as she gripped his body. “Medical analysis, human nervous and reproductive systems,” she called. A quick grid of laser lights scanned him from Elora’s datapad, and she placed him next to her now bare foot. “Kneel!” she said in a husky voice.

Lucas did so, quickly leaning in and planting a kiss on the wall of green flesh, the same as he did with Keva. The scientist sighed in pleasure, and she giggled as he extended his tongue, licking her soft skin while she clacked away on the datapad.

“Just as I thought,” she said, somewhat relieved, “look at your pleasure centers lighting up, your reproductive organ is already coming to full erection from being exposed to your superior’s feet! A sure sign of submission in a male that not only knows his place, but loves it!” She playfully flicked him over with her big toe, planting the tip on the crotch of his uniform, slowly circling it over his erection and causing him to groan. “If you didn’t belong to that brat Keva, I’d love to force you to make a mess in that little outfit,” she muttered. “It’s a shame someone like her has such a superior specimen of humanity, while I struggle to save enough credits to afford my own.”

“Keva is…” he grunted, “D-Don’t speak about her like that!” he snarled.

“Has she broken your spirit so thoroughly already?” Elora mused. “I know some of the upper classes can be very cruel with their own humans.”

“No!” he snapped, summoning all of his willpower and pushing Elora’s toe off of him. “She’s been kind to me!” he said, sitting up. “Honestly, she’s…” She’s treated me better than anyone ever has, it was sad, but true.

Elora glanced at his brainwave patterns again, “Interesting…” she said in a low voice. “Lucas, do humans-“

The door to her lab hissed open, and Keva reappeared, flanked by Tera and Nalia, “Elora, I’m concluding my visit,” she said coolly. She walked across the room, kneeling and extending her hand to Lucas, “come,” she said simply. He shot one last look at the scientist, then ran to her hand, feeling a sense of comfort as she picked him up.

“Your human is rather… intriguing, ” Elora said slowly, “Keva, might I come by your penthouse sometime to observe him some more?”

“Hm?” Keva asked, distracted, “Oh, I suppose there’s no harm, just message me ahead of time.”

“I’ll see you soon Lucas,” Elora said, waving teasingly as they left.

…

The journey back to the penthouse was quiet, and when they arrived Keva immediately fled to her room, cradling Lucas against her chest and bursting into tears as soon as the door was closed. Lucas grunted as he was pressed tightly against her cheek, her tears streaming down her face and splashing over his own, causing him to cough slightly from the salty taste.

“T-That was humiliating!” Keva sniffed, “I can’t believe I’ve fallen so far out of touch with things…” she sat up, shifting on the bed.

Lucas looked up at the giant woman, unsure of what to say, “I thought the factory was cool,” he said finally.

“Mother hasn’t even consulted me on any of the major decisions,” she muttered, “I’m a useless idiot…”

Lucas sighed, “Hey, Keva, come on…”

She looked at him, as if surprised he’d intercede on her behalf, “you have to say that,” she sniffed, smiling, “you’re my pet human…”

Lucas rolled his eyes, deciding to take a chance, “I think you’re kind of spoiled,” he said. “Also, you don’t really seem to pay attention when Tera gives you updates on the business, I’m just the human here, but I think you should start paying more attention.”

Her eyes went wide, and the tears stopped for a moment, “W-What!?” she stammered. “Don’t tell me you think I’m stupid too!?”

“I said spoiled, not stupid!” he said quickly, “and you’re kind, even when you don’t have to be… You’ve been nice to me, you’re so nice to Nalia that she’s practically obsessed with keeping you safe! I don’t know any other Zetans I guess, but is that normal bodyguard behavior?”

“No,” Keva sighed, “it’s not… but what do I even do now?”

“I guess you try for real?” Lucas offered. “You can’t know if you’re any good at running your mom’s business until you actually give it your best effort…”

Keva was quiet, and she slowly wiped the last tears out of her eyes as she thought over what he’d said, “you’re right,” she said, her voice determined. “I’ll call Tera tomorrow; I’m going to know everything happening on this planet from now on!” She slowly grinned, “although now I have to punish you…”

He blinked, “What?” he grunted as she squeezed him harder in her grip, not enough to break anything, but enough to make him wince.

“You called your mistress spoiled, ” she giggled. She held her hand over the edge of the bed, releasing her grip on him and letting him tumble to the floor. While the fall felt like fifty feet, it didn’t really hurt thanks to his tiny size, but the pressure of Keva’s enormous bare foot knocked the wind out of him. “Aw, poor little Lucas,” she cooed, “helpless beneath Zetan feet… one little step and you’d go squish!”

Fuck me, I can’t tell if she’s actually punishing me or not, he groaned, feeling his erection springing up once more under her taunts. She casually rolled him over, placing the tip of her toe over his face, tapping it playfully as her smooth sole slid over his body.

“Worship them,” she said imperiously, “show me you’re sorry!”

He licked the bottom of her toe eagerly, grinding himself against the bottom of her foot as he slid his tongue across the pale green skin. She giggled at the sensation, moving her foot slightly so she could squeeze his head between her toes, forcing his face into the gap between them.

“Don’t stop!” she ordered, “if I feel you stop licking my feet, I’ll squish you like the worm you are!”

He groaned as she pressed harder, grinding her foot against him like a lover as he licked eagerly at the giant appendage, the soft taste of her skin mixing with the scent of the airy soap she’d used in the shower that morning. Just when he was about to spray his load across the bottom of her foot, she lifted it up, smirking smugly down at him as he looked up with a needy expression.

“You’re being punished Lucas, bad pets don’t get to finish on their mistress’s feet.” She chuckled, pointing to her sandals, “shackle yourself to those, now. ” He nodded, running to them, feeling his manhood still throbbing with desire as Keva’s footsteps shook the ground below him. He threw himself against the thong of her sandals, raising his wrists and hearing the *Click* as the small silver cuffs held him in place. A moment later her foot slid into it, buffeting against his back and leaving him as an ornament spread across her footwear.

“Spoiled,” Keva giggled, walking into the kitchen to make herself a drink, “Me? Spoiled? ”

…

The next day saw Keva up uncharacteristically early, keeping Lucas chained to her sandals as she met with Tera. Nalia raised an eyebrow as Keva not only paid attention, but asked questions, and by the end of their usual meeting even Tera herself seemed impressed.

“So that’s pretty much the market share for lightweight ships,” Tera said, showing the datapad to Keva.

“Interesting, bring me some projections tomorrow,” Keva said, “and also a quick summary of our output for those on Dilena.”

“Of course,” Tera said, blinking as she stood up. The Zetan had an almost giddy expression, the face of a person used to being ignored and suddenly given attention.

“That was an interesting change of pace,” Nalia chuckled as the other woman left.

“Yes, well, I’ve been thinking,” she said, giving Lucas a moment to scurry back beneath her sandaled foot as she stood up, “I’ve got all of this money and power, I should at least try to live up to mother’s expectations…”

Lucas grunted as Keva walked across the room, finally kicking off her sandals in front of the large holographic viewscreen. She waved a hand, and the collar around Luca’s neck *clacked* off, and a moment later she had her shrink ray in hand, setting it to regrow.

“Oof!” Lucas suddenly got a face full of feet as she regrew him directly beneath them, and Nalia scowled as she glanced at the door.

“Keva, you can’t regrow-“

“Do you really think Lucas would try to hurt either of us?” Keva asked in a tired voice.

“I wouldn’t!” Lucas said, getting up hesitantly, “I swear! I actually really-“

“Yes, I kind of like you too,” Nalia grumbled, “but humans are pets, the laws say they’re supposed to be-“

“Join me on the couch,” Keva said, cutting her off with a sigh, “Lucas, give Nalia a foot massage, add kisses, really make her feel special.”

“Yes mistress!” he grinned.

Nalia frowned, but walked over to the couch, removing her socks and flopping onto it next to Keva. She extended her feet, and Lucas began to work on them, rubbing his fingers along her wrinkled soles as she sighed, leaning back. He leaned in, planting a kiss on her toes, one after the other, finally licking the bottom of her foot and causing the Zetan to gulp, shifting uncertainly.

“I thought you said Zetans like seeing a male at their feet?” he asked Keva.

“W-We do,” Nalia muttered, “I’ve just had fewer males worship mine than Keva, and never so…”

“Enthusiastically,” Keva finished with a grin. “He’s so pure like that, I can’t believe I was his first, for so many things!” she practically squealed. She gripped Nalia’s arm, her eyes going wide, “ We should be his first threesome!”

Nalia gulped, “I-I’d be honored!”

“Uh, yeah, me too I guess?” Lucas said hesitantly.

“Flatterer,” Nalia chuckled, “back to those feet, when you’ve licked every inch of them, then we can talk…” She glanced to Keva, then to the human worshipping her toes, “I’m starting to see what put a bit of fire in you…”

…

Keva’s strength had surprised him, but Nalia had slung him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, carrying her triumphantly to her own room and hurtling him to the bed like he was a pro wrestler taking a dive. Keva followed behind her, swaying her hips and smirking at the other Zetan already pulling at his clothing, ripping away the nanofabric and letting it regenerate itself in the corner.

“I should have warned you,” Keva said, biting her lip, “Nalia can get a little aggressive in bed.”

“Stop running your mouth and get your ass over here,” Nalia growled at her.

Keva giggled, practically skipping over to the bed as Lucas gulped, looking up at the pair, “I-I’m okay with a woman taking charge! I prefer it even!”

The two women just laughed, and Nalia gripped his rising cock, stroking it with relish, “this is so much better with a male with both know, ” Keva giggled.

“Agreed,” Nalia muttered, “I want to taste it,” she said hesitantly, “I wouldn’t want to overstep so- ACH!”

Her words were cut off as Keva gripped the back of her head, forcing her lips over Lucas’s member. He groaned, leaning his head back as Nalia caught the rhythm of the forced blowjob, sliding her mouth up and down along his length while Keva gripped her hair, helping her along.

“Give her her first taste of human cum!” Keva said, looking to Lucas with a grin.

“MM!?” Nalia squeaked in surprise.

“Oh fuck,” Lucas gritted his teeth as he came, bucking his hips and spraying into the Zetan’s mouth while Keva laughed, holding Nalia’s head in place while she swallowed down each rope of his seed, slurping as hard as she could and sucking the last of his load down.

Nalia gasped, pulling her mouth off of him and wiping her lips, eyes wide in awe, “I think that’s the first time I’ve made a male finish with my mouth,” she laughed nervously.

“I think human boys must be more sensitive,” Keva mused, “you can make him cum with your boobs too!”

Nalia rolled her eyes, “I know you’ve had more males than me Keva, but I’m not some virgin who will believe everything she sees in pornographic films!”

“It’s true!” Keva insisted, “you can make him cum with your feet too!”

Nalia’s eyes went wide, “what does it feel like?”

“Like you’re a goddess,” Keva giggled, looking up at him with a smug smile.

“Lucas, lay back!” Nalia said urgently, “your seed will spill, wasted in tribute to my feet, or my breasts, or…”

“Just do them one at a time,” Keva laughed.

Nalia gripped his manhood, causing Lucas to stir, “How much longer do you need?” she asked eagerly.

Lucas blinked, his vision only then clearing from the last orgasm, “Give me a few minutes,” he stammered, feeling blood rush low as the two Zetans began toying with his manhood again.

“He’s certainly got at least a Zetan male’s stamina,” Nalia said with a grin. “I think I will try breasts first…” She pressed her chest forward, and while her assets were not nearly as large or rounded as Keva’s own, they enveloped his hard cock easily. Soon he was gasping once again, feeling her slide her breasts up and down along his shaft while looking at him with a lustful expression.

“Tell her humans belong to Zetan women!” Keva barked.

“H-Humans belong to Zetan women!” Lucas moaned without thought.

“That’s right,” Nalia said with a lustful grin, “you do! Now do as I ordered, cum on my chest, show me how pathetic you are, who owns you human!”

He gritted his teeth as the second orgasm spread along his body like wildfire, causing him to lose control as he sprayed his seed across the Zetan woman’s front. Nalia looked down in excitement, giggling as she used her fingertip to scoop up a bit of his cum and bring it to her mouth.

“How many times can a human finish in one day?” she asked Keva in a low voice, “I want to mount him, but I also don’t want you to miss a turn…”

“I-I don’t know exactly,” Lucas said, blinking as he tried to answer. “W-We could find out?”

It was the kind of thing that would get him slapped on earth, but on Dilena the pair of Zetans looked to him, then to one another with eager grins.

…

Keva looked at Nalia and Lucas, passed out from exhaustion beneath the blanket in the bodyguard’s bed. She smirked, stretching as she got up to walk towards the kitchen. The sun had set on their day of debauchery, and while she had more stamina than either her pet human or her bodyguard, she felt sleep calling her too.

Still, she found herself picking up her datapad, reading reports on Earth, the ongoing Zetan attempts at occupation and conquest, the re-sizing of the native population…

Lucas isn’t… He’s not really that different from a Zetan, she thought finally, I don’t think he can be a pet, not really anyway. She smirked, Pet or not, I’m keeping him! She stroked her chin in thought, I wonder if Nalia would really care too much if I let him be his full size more often? She heard a pair of groans as the sleeping pair in the bedroom readjusted their positions, never once waking. Hm, maybe not? She scrolled through the reports from Earth, thinking, wondering which of the images Lucas recognized, and if there was anything from his homeworld he missed.

I’ll ask him tomorrow, she decided, yawning and placing the datapad down. With a dreamy smile she made her way back to the bed. 

Lucas frowned at the gameboard in front of him, a holographic display that lit to life on the large dining room table in Keva’s penthouse. Elora, the Zetan scientist who worked for Farash Interstellar, had become a frequent guest at Keva’s penthouse, ostensibly to test Lucas’s intelligence and health. Today the Zetan researcher had opted for something more interesting than the alien equivalent of standardized testing. The holographic game was a turn based strategy simulation, complete with tiny Zetan soldiers, well his size Zetan soldiers, armored vehicles, flying ships overhead which could be used to attack foes on the ground, and to top it all off terrain and a battlefield, all simulated from a small projector that Elora had placed on the table’s center.

For all intents and purposes though, it was a tabletop wargame. While Lucas had little experience with them on Earth, the general idea wasn’t unfamiliar, and as Elora had explained the rules and how to play, he’d picked it up easily enough.

“Hah,” Elora crowed as her soldiers blasted a row of Lucas’s own, causing them to vanish with a crackling sound. “You see human? Intelligence is but one part of dominance!” She grinned down at his small form, “A ship’s computer is smart, you might be smart, but without the ability to use that intelligence to pursue your goals, you’re just a very well trained animal-“

“You might want to watch your flank there,” Lucas said. With a wave of his hand his soldiers burst from the holographic trees where he’d hidden them. They marched forward, blasting Elora’s own soldiers, removing them from the battle as the holographic projector crackled.

“It was a feint!? ” Elora whispered, horrified. She looked at the pieces, “I-I can’t win now!”

“Yeah, you can,” Lucas laughed, “look, you still have plenty of units to deploy if you’re more careful about your advance.”

Elora scowled, “I-I’ll warn you human, I’m not an expert at this game-“

“Clearly,” Lucas chuckled.

Elora’s green face went red, “S-So if you think that this proves you to be superior to Zetans somehow, it… it…” She scowled, letting herself trail off. “So you are on the mental level of a Zetan,” she admitted finally. “Obviously not a genius like myself, but an average Zetan, to be sure.”

Lucas glanced at the holographic gameboard, where he’d just secured a game winning move against her. Well, she thinks I’m a person now, he decided, maybe it wouldn’t be a good idea to rub my victory in her face.

“I need to get more data on humans,” Elora muttered, “find out how many of them are exceptional, like you are.”

“I’m really not exceptional by human standards,” he insisted.

Elora held out a datapad for him to see, where his face was displayed next to several bars, “your mental scores, empathy, and problem solving abilities are all magnitudes higher than what the government reported was normal for humans,” Elora insisted.

“They’re obviously lying,” Lucas said, exasperated.

“Why would they do that!?” Elora asked, blinking, “your planet was primitive, you probably just didn’t meet very many other humans…” She chuckled to herself nervously, “as if the Empress would lie. ” Lucas wanted to press the issue further, but Elora cleared her throat, cutting him off. “Lucas, we’ve established your intelligence, but let’s again test your nature! ” She ended that last sentence with a gleeful grin.

Lucas grunted as her hand shot out, gripping him tightly as she stepped back from the table. The nanofabric outfits that Keva provided him with were extremely thin, and he could feel the contours of her soft palm and the warmth of her skin as she set him down on the floor between her feet. She was wearing an open toed heeled pair of shoes, and her toes wiggled playfully as she slowly slipped her pale green feet out of them.

“Let’s monitor your pleasure centers,” she said with a smug smirk. “Lucas, give my feet a kiss!”

He hesitated, looking up at her, “No!”

Elora’s grin vanished, “I-I can see your brain lighting up right now, you want to do it!”

He looked over at her toes, beckoning him, She’s right, he admitted to himself, I do want to… These Zetans are a foot fetishists dream come true, but I need to earn a little respect with her…

“Come on, you can rub yourself on them, finish even,” Elora groaned, setting her datapad down. “I haven’t had a male at my feet in a long time Lucas, and one that’s been reduced?” She chewed her lip, bringing her foot forward and poking him gently in the stomach with the tip of her toe. “Come on, just give me the data I want! Humans want to submit to Zetans! It’s just natural for a species like yours to come to us for protection!”

“And if I kiss your feet, it proves that?” he asked wryly.

His answer was a massive green foot sliding over him, pinning him against the floor. He grunted as Elora increased the pressure, laughing wickedly.

“Yes, it does!” she snapped. “You’re the size of an insect, I could splatter you across this floor with just a little more pressure!” Lucas gritted his teeth, pressing against her sole with all of his might as the air was pushed from his lungs. “Look! You love this!” she insisted, pointing to the diagram of his brain again. “Just kiss my toe, admit you’re exactly where you should be you little bug! ”

Lucas was about to give up his pride, when the door to the penthouse hissed open, admitting Keva, followed by Nalia who was using a small hover dolly to transport a number of sleek looking shopping bags.

“We’re back!” Keva called cheerfully, “did you have fun helping Elora research humans Lucas?” She stopped, removing a pair of holographic sunshades from her eyes as she took in the sight of an embarrassed Elora, pinning Lucas to the floor with her foot. “Oh my,” she giggled. “Was I interrupting something?”

“Data collection!” Lucas and Elora said at the same time.

“You know Elora, you probably never have time to meet any interesting males,” Keva teased, walking over to the scientist and sitting at the kitchen table. She regarded the red faced researcher with a smirk, “I never hear about you leaving work with any of the other girls either, I was beginning to think you just weren’t interested in this sort of thing.”

“I-I am not interested in the carnal,” Elora stammered, “This is merely trying to determine how the human reacts to being beneath Zetan feet-“

“We’ve got plenty of data on that, ” Nalia said, rolling her eyes. “This one loves it, but from what I’ve read that’s not typical.”

“Lucas is a good human, and a good male,” Keva said. Her eyes flashed mischievously, “he’s fun at his full size too…”

“Keva,” Nalia warned.

“Humans are only to be resized fully in an emergency,” Elora said slowly.

“Yes, and a researcher who hasn’t properly been penetrated in years, if ever, is an emergency!” Keva laughed, pulling her shrink ray out of her pocket.

Elora looked from Keva, to Nalia, then down to Lucas, wide eyed. Keva giggled, pressing the button on the small remote shaped device, and a moment later Lucas was at his full size, Elora’s bare foot planted on his chest.

Elora’s mouth dropped open, and she leapt backwards with a squeal, “Look out, the human is loose!” she wailed, diving behind the counter. “Quickly Nalia, use your plasma pistol before he attacks us all!”

“Oh come on,” Lucas muttered, sitting upright.

“Keva, you can’t make Lucas full sized in front of others,” Nalia said with a sigh.

“Elora, get up here,” Keva insisted, walking over to the scientist and grabbing her arm. With a grunt she forced Elora upright, marching her back to Lucas, who had started to get up. Keva’s foot shot out, pinning him to the ground again. “Not you,” Keva said with a grin, “you stay down there. ”

“Sorry, I panicked,” Elora said sheepishly. “I’ve just read so many reports on how savage humans are, and-“

“Does Lucas there strike you as savage?” Nalia asked, wheeling Keva’s bags into her bedroom. “If anything he’s too tame.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked with a frown.

“Quiet!” Keva snapped. “Lucas, remove my sandal.”

He nodded, sliding it off and placing it delicately at his side. Without being asked, he gripped her foot, slowly bringing it up to his mouth and planting kisses on each toe. Keva sighed as she felt his lips, and Elora looked on jealously.

“Would you like to try?” Keva asked with a slow smile.

“Yes please,” Elora nodded eagerly.

Keva rolled her eyes, “If you wish to be the real woman that every man on any planet wants, you need to be assertive Elora! Look,” she pressed her foot down on Lucas’s chest with a grin, “Who owns you!?”

“You mistress!” Lucas groaned, pulling the sole of her foot to his mouth as he planted a kiss on it.

Elora cleared her throat, stepping forward as Keva withdrew. With a nervous grin she lifted her foot, bringing it down gently on Lucas’s face. He gripped it, planting a kiss on her sole and causing the scientist to swoon.

“O-Oh my,” she muttered, “Lucas, I’m going to…” she trailed off weakly. “Ravish you!” she said suddenly, “What do you think of that you pathetic human male? Are you ready to be conquered!?”

“Always,” he groaned, planting kisses on her feet that caused her to gasp.

“W-What now?” Elora whispered.

“Goddess, she is pathetic,” Nalia muttered, “Keva, I’ll be in my room.”

“Lucas,” Keva said, snapping her fingers as the pair of Zetans made their way towards Keva’s own large bedroom, “Attend to us!”

“Yes ma’am,” he growled eagerly, grinning as he rolled over, all but stumbling over himself as he followed the pair.

“One of the lovely things about nanofabric, is it’s very easy to take off,” Keva giggled, tapping a small button on her wristband. Lucas’s clothing shimmered, disappearing up into the collar around his neck and leaving him naked. Elora’s eyes bulged as she took in his naked body, and she stepped towards him in a daze, falling to her knees and reaching out for his manhood gingerly.

“Can I-“ she began.

“You don’t have to ask,” Lucas said sheepishly. He winced as she gripped his rising erection, marveling as it came to full mast in her hand. He moaned as her lips slid over it, her tongue probing over his length eagerly.

Keva walked around her side, pressing on his chest lightly and causing him to fall backwards onto the bed. His cock slid out of Elora’s mouth as he landed, and she looked up longingly. Keva giggled, pulling the other Zetan to her feet and slowly sliding her outer shirt, which was not nanofabric, over her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Elora blinked in surprise as Keva dropped to her knees, pulling the scientist’s white lab pants down, making eye contact and winking up at her as she pulled at her panties next. As if shocked, Elora fumbled with her undershirt, tossing it to the rest of the clothes, finally leaving her naked in front of Lucas as he lay on the bed, looking up at her eagerly.

“Now,” Elora began, clearing her throat, “I’ll just- EEP!” Keva pushed her forcefully, causing her to land on top of Lucas, their bodies colliding, and her own face mere inches from his.

“Come on Elora, he’s ready for you!” Keva laughed.

“Right,” Elora growled, blinking a few times, “Y-You’re just a male at any size, you want, you need, to be shown your place!”

“Show me!” Lucas growled.

Elora finally seemed to find some fire, her nervousness fading away as she positioned herself over him. She gripped his cock, lowering herself down on it and guiding it in with a groan of pleasure. She planted her hands on his chest for stability, and then began to grind herself against him, rolling her hips into his at a rising pace as she gasped.

“That’s it,” Keva shouted excitedly from the beside, “Fucking take that man Elora!”

“You’re mine!” she hissed, her nails digging into his chest slightly.

Lucas groaned, his back arching slightly, only to be pounded firmly against the mattress by the amazonian alien’s downward thrusts. The two of them cried out in pleasure together as her pace increased, and she leaned up, giving him a view of her gorgeous breasts as she picked up speed.

“Now this is something worth watching,” Keva chuckled, finally tapping the button on her wrist that caused her own nanofabric to vanish. Now naked with them, she crawled to the edge of the sprawling bed, not close enough to disturb them, but enough to get a better view. “That’s a good pet Lucas, show my friend a nice time!”

The taunting from Keva, combined with Elora’s continued motions, soon had him crying out in ecstasy as he came, gripping the sides of her hips as she joined him in orgasm, her eyes rolling back in her head as she lost balance with a shriek. Keva laughed as the scientist landed, dazed, between them, and while Lucas regained his senses quickly, Elora was still blinking her vision back into focus a few minutes later.

“S-Sorry,” she muttered, “I don’t get a lot of uh… Er…”

“You don’t get to hook up a lot,” Keva said, “that’s okay,” she giggled as she brushed a hair out of the nervous scientist’s face. “Lucas and I enjoy company.” She rolled over on top of the other woman, and Lucas noticed a second too late that she had her shrink ray in hand. There was a *click* and then he was inches tall again, scurrying across a house sized pillow before her massive green hand gripped him. She brought him up for a quick kiss, her pillowy lips smothering his face, and then she started lowering him down the other Zetan’s body. Her slit was still wet, and her body trembled as Lucas felt Keva press his entire body up against it.

“I-I’m still a little sensitive!” Elora begged, looking up at Keva in alarm.

“Good!” Keva grinned, forcefully shoving Lucas’s tiny form inside of her.

Lucas felt his whole being swallowed up by the cave of her womanhood, and the Zetan’s pussy gripped him tightly as she spasmed overhead. Keva showed no mercy, using one hand to toy with Elora’s breasts, and the other to slowly finger her, forcing Lucas’s squirming form deeper into Elora with each touch.

“I do have one condition for coming up to my penthouse to play with my toys,” Keva growled, “I get to play with you. ”

Elora shuddered, “Y-Yes mistress!”

Keva bit her lip, fighting a laugh, “I do love establishing a hierarchy in the bedroom…”

…

The rest of the day was spent in the bedroom, until finally an exhausted Elora could take no more. Soon she was sitting in a massive tub while a smug Keva rubbed the rich and fruity smelling Zetan shampoo into her hair, and Lucas was left, still shrunken, laying across the giant Zetan’s breast as if it were a green beach.

“Now I do hate to ruin the aftermath of a good time in bed with business, ” Keva said slowly, “But I’ve been wondering Elora, do you have any insight on the new engine prototype that the engineers are coming up with?”

Elora gulped, “It’s cheap, and it’s efficient,” she said slowly.

“But?” Keva asked slowly.

“It will produce more heat than current models, and it might compromise the internal shielding,” Elora muttered. “They’ve been asked by some stakeholders to try to convince your mother that it will be fine.”

“Well it absolutely won’t be!” Keva said sharply. “Farash Interstellar is supposed to be the highest mark of quality, if we can’t keep to that quality at a lower cost, then we’ll either pay more or scrap the whole thing.”

“Oh, I don’t know if I should have told you that,” Elora said sheepishly.

“You’ll be fine,” Keva said, standing up and getting out of the bath. She reached down, plucking Lucas up just as he slid into the water. “Better than fine, in fact. You may continue to come and study Lucas, but I’d like to hear about any other interesting things going on in the engineering or research departments, understand?”

“Yes Keva,” Elora sighed, sinking into the suds.

…

“I don’t believe it,” Nalia said, placing Keva’s dinner in front of her, “it would appear you’ve actually managed a bit of corporate espionage.”

“I owe it all to my little friend here,” Keva chuckled, tapping the top of Lucas’s head. He was snuggled between her breasts, still a few inches tall from earlier. While Keva often let him walk around the penthouse at full height, she still relished keeping him small, and after a day like they’d had, he didn’t mind. The warm globes of her breasts were a comforting mattress as he lay back, enjoying the warmth of her green skin.

“So is that your plan?” Lucas asked wryly, “loan me out to every Zetan who might know something you want to know?”

“Plenty of Empresses and noblewomen have done similar things when they controlled a high value male,” Nalia said offhandedly.

“It’s true,” Keva chuckled, “when the first Zetan empress united our homeworld, each of the duchesses spent a night with her husband as a show of fealty.”

“Earth’s gender ratio means they probably do things differently,” Nalia mused. “One man, one woman, that’s the usual foundation for their family units, is that right Lucas?”

“Yeah,” he said, stretching slightly and trying not to tumble into Keva’s cleavage, “it’s usually that, but sometimes it’s two girls or two guys I guess… There were some harems and stuff too, but I think that was a long time ago.”

“Males fight over the females on that planet, or they did, before we invaded,” Nalia chuckled.

“Imagine having multiple males fight over you,” Keva giggled, “there’s something so perverse about it!”

Lucas frowned, “If it’s okay to ask, how do families usually work for Zetans?”

“Some Zetans choose to raise their children together, or sire them from the same male, so they’ll be closer,” Nalia said with a shrug. “Sometimes two Zetans just enjoy one another’s company and mate for life. Sometimes more than two Zetans… How often is Elora going to be coming by, anyways?”

“Now and then,” Keva smirked, enjoying Nalia’s scowl. “Anyways Lucas, does your culture have marriage? Is the translation implant picking it up?”

“Yeah,” Lucas muttered, “so how does that work for you?”

“There’s a ceremony, your friends and relatives come and drink too much ethanol, and then you’re supposed to stay together for life,” Nalia said.

“Ignore her, she’s a cynic,” Keva said, rolling her eyes. “I’m sure it’s much the same as it is with your culture, it seems most bipedal primate species come up with something similar, it’s a commitment to live together, raise children, if any, together, and the like. Males usually marry wealthy or powerful women, although it’s expected that they do their duty to the rest of society.”

“Duty?” Lucas asked, “so they’re just expected to-“

“Donate sperm, yes,” Keva chuckled, “each male of the Zetan Empire is required to provide at least twenty samples to her majesty’s officials every year, or pay a hefty tax. They haven’t been expected to perform their duty in person for centuries, although that option is always on the table for them, I suppose.”

“Oh,” Lucas sighed, “I guess that doesn’t sound that bad.”

“Technology has really liberated the males,” Nalia commented. “They’re even allowed to join the Space Fleet now, not that many do.”

“Oh, enough about all of that male rights stuff,” Keva scowled. “Lucas, do you like Tera? I know she keeps tabs on me for mother, if I could flip her loyalties to me, I would have more freedom to act on this planet!”

“She’s cute, I guess,” he said slowly, “Why?”

“I want to see if we can flip her loyalties to me,” Keva chuckled. “She keeps tabs on me for mother, and I’d like to control what is said.”

“You’ve gotten awfully ambitious,” Nalia said.

Keva chuckled, reaching down to her chest and withdrawing her tiny human pet, “I guess I just needed someone to believe in me,” she drawled.

“Anytime,” Lucas said, grinning sheepishly.

…

The next day saw Lucas pinned to the sole of Keva’s sandal, shrunken in size and being squeezed gently beneath her toes as she listened to Tera’s reports on the company. As always her toes were soft, a series of gentle but firm pillows that toyed with him idly through Tera’s presentation.

“I want the internal shielding standards raised,” Keva said, startling Tera as she presented the daily reports on the company.

“Uh… really? ” the Zetan accountant asked sheepishly, “you’ve never wanted to do… well, anything, I guess.”

“I insist,” Keva said, “we can simply pass the additional cost on to the final price tag, anyone buying Farash motors is looking for quality anyways.”

Tera was quiet for a moment, “Okay… let me go ahead and contact your mother,” she said quickly.

Keva squeaked in fear, “Wait, no-“

“It’s actually late afternoon on Zeta Prime, so she’s done with her meetings for the day,” Tera said excitedly.

Nalia looked up from her usual spot across the room, a slow smile coming over her face. Keva looked to her for help, but the bodyguard just shrugged, and then bizarrely she looked down at Lucas, his face sticking out between her toes, but he mimicked Nalia’s gesture.

What does she think I could do to help at this point? He thought wryly, wrestling against the giant green foot, which suddenly felt oddly clammy.

A holographic screen popped to life, and Keva gulped as another Zetan appeared on screen. She had long, dark black hair, coiffed in a serene looking style that matched the black nanofabric dress she wore. Unlike Keva’s usual bubbly and warm personality, her mother radiated a stern and serious demeanor, even over the holographic link. She was seated in an office in some massive skyscraper, with rising silver spires behind her, reflecting a setting sun.

“Keva,” the elder Farash said curtly. “I haven’t heard from you in some time.”

“Oh yes,” Keva laughed nervously, “you know how busy I get.”

“I’m certain the bartenders keep you well occupied,” her mother said dismissively. “Now, Tera says that…” she frowned, reading the message on her datapad as though she couldn’t believe it. “She says that you have a business suggestion?” her mother was suddenly interested, giving her daughter her full attention.

“T-The new engine on the light single passenger shuttle,” she stammered. “Engineering is proposing a weaker shielding for it, it will save a certain number of credits, but I think we should simply swap it for a more powerful one, and then increase the product cost?” She tensed, as if she expected her mother to explode angrily.

Instead, the CEO of Farash Interstellar frowned, flipping through figures on her datapad. Her expression became one of disbelief, and then an actual smile came over her face.

“I agree completely,” her mother said finally. “I’m certain I know just who in the company was trying to cut costs too,” she muttered. “Farash Interstellar is not for people who want a cheap spacecraft, no matter how much these fools try to drag us down to the level of the Bluestar ships… The empress herself uses our shuttles Keva, and you know what she says, she-“

“She wouldn’t trust the royal family to any other manufacturer,” Keva finished with a grin, having heard it many times growing up.

“Thank you for bringing this to my attention, I’ll make sure everything is taken care of,” her mother continued. “This is a pleasant surprise Keva, I’m glad you’re finally taking a serious interest in the family business.”

“Thanks!” Keva beamed.

“How is Dileena otherwise?” her mother asked, “I saw you had a rather large expense from the family account a few months back… A human? One of the first ones captured too… Are you enjoying him?”

Lucas’s world spun as Keva slipped her sandal off, grabbing his tiny body and holding him up to the holographic display. The elder Zetan raised an eyebrow, but gave a smug smile.

“Cute,” she said finally. “I can see the appeal, they’ve become quite popular here on Zeta Prime. I need to see about getting one myself, I think I’d like a male one too, a nice little companion to keep me company after work… Would you say yours is friendly?”

“Oh yes!” Keva nodded eagerly, “Lucas loves being with me, it’s been very uh…” She giggled, “Well, he’s very fun.”

“Is that so? Do you like being with my daughter, human?” she asked with a smug chuckle.

“She’s very nice,” he said awkwardly.

“Hmm… He does seem more friendly than the ones they’re trying to capture on Earth,” Keva’s mother mused. “This hasn’t hit the news cycles, but we lost five hundred soldiers in raids on the human settlements last month. Evidently they are not so stupid as the government believed, some of the more advanced tribes have apparently reverse engineered some of our power armor, the Empress is reconsidering her directive that they be taken alive.”

Earth is still fighting!? Lucas couldn’t help but smirk, and the elder Farash caught it, her eyes narrowing.

“Be mindful of your pet Keva,” she said sharply. “If the humans on Earth continue to nip at our heels instead of submitting gracefully to resizing… Well, they’re apt to get a lot rarer. ” She reached for her datapad, “I think we should speak more daughter, I’ll be in touch.” With that the holoscreen disappeared.

“I can’t believe it,” Tera said excitedly, “your mother took a suggestion…. from you?! ”

“It’s amazing!” Keva squealed, hugging Lucas close.

Normally he’d have been happy for her, but the scant news of the war on Earth was bringing his thoughts to dismal places, reminding him that, for all of their friendship, he was still Keva’s pet. His mood was gloomy as Tera and Keva finished up their normal business discussion, and by the time the accountant had left, Keva had picked up on his mood. She bid Tera farewell, and slowly carried him over to the table, laying him on it as Nalia looked over from the couch curiously.

“Lucas?” Keva finally asked , “is something wrong?”

“The way your mom talked about Earth,” he said, trying to keep bitterness out of his voice. “It sounds like a lot of humans are still resisting.”

“Much more than anticipated,” Nalia nodded, standing up. “I’ve got a few low level security clearances, and while most of what comes out of Earth is heavily censored, some truth still comes through.” She sighed, rubbing her temples, “They expected a war of perhaps a few months at most, with most humans simply letting themselves be shrunk… Now they’re projecting a years long conflict.”

“Why not simply destroy the human cities from orbit?” Keva asked.

“Keva!” Lucas said, horrified.

“That’s his homeworld,” Nalia said quietly.

Keva blinked, “Oh, I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that, I was just asking…”

“They won’t resort to orbital strikes because they need that planet’s ecosystem intact,” Nalia snapped. “The Empress has kept it under tight control, but the disaster on the planet Alrec is much worse than anticipated, roughly half of its population will need to be resettled somewhere, and that somewhere is Earth. They won’t be able to wait a decade or more for the dust clouds to clear after a series of kinetic strikes, not to mention the humans have been very willing to deploy atomic weaponry, the last thing the Empress needs is another uninhabitable rock because the monkeys split the atom.”

“B-But the news says we’re just picking them up!” Keva protested, “they showed that video of the wide field shrink ray reducing the whole human surface fleet to bath toys!”

“Yes, and in retaliation the humans fired so many chemical rockets at our surface base that it actually overwhelmed the shields, the results were quite ghastly I’m told… most of the soldiers there were not in power armor.”

Keva’s face was pale, “B-But…”

“Why haven’t you told us these things?” Lucas asked indignantly, summoning up as much courage as he could at a few inches tall.

“It’s no business of ours either way,” Nalia said with a frown, “I didn’t want to upset either of you…” Keva got up, walking towards her room numbly. Nalia moved to follow, but Keva simply held up her hand, dismissing her bodyguard. “Keva,” she protested weakly.

“No,” Keva said sharply, “not now.”

The door hissed behind her as she carried Lucas into her room, gently rubbing a thumb the size of his torso over his head, ruffling his hair as she collapsed on the bed. After a few minutes of silence she sighed, rolling over and placing him in front of her on the bedspread.

“I’m sorry about what’s happening on Earth,” Keva said. “You’re… You’re not just a thing I own, I mean… I don’t see you that way, not anymore.”

“Every one of your people seems to though,” he said grimly. “And they’re going to bomb the crap out of my planet to prove it.”

“I-I didn’t make the choice to invade!” Keva protested.

“No, you just bought the first human slaves they captured,” he sighed angrily, collapsing to the blanket.

Keva reached for him, and he didn’t recoil as her finger slowly made its way down his chest, “I didn’t know,” she said softly. “I… I’m still glad I did, or we’d have never met, and I can’t imagine my life without you now.”

Dammit, she’s getting me right in the feels, he thought. He tried to keep his outrage, but the giant Zetan girl’s face overhead just wouldn’t let him, and he finally let a small smile cross his features. “I’m glad you did too,” he admitted.

She beamed, scooping him up and planting a kiss across his entire front, covering him in a light layer of her spit as he coughed and sputtered, laughing at the gesture.

A thought crossed his mind suddenly, “Keva, you’re rich, you’re influential, right?”

“Well, my mother is,” she said slowly, “and me by proxy, I guess. Why?”

“Couldn’t you start some kind of anti-war movement? Some sort of ‘free the humans’ campaign?”

Keva gulped, “M-Mother is just now starting to approve of me,” she said quickly, “I don’t know if it would be a good idea to publicly oppose the empress…”

I’m guessing that if they’ve got an empress, they probably don’t have free speech laws, he thought bitterly. He chewed his lip, thinking it over. If her company makes the empress’s own personal ships, she could probably get in a lot of trouble if she tried a protest or something… This might be harder than I thought.

“Yeah, okay,” he sighed. “Maybe when you’ve gotten a little further, we could come back to this?”

“Yes, of course!” she nodded eagerly, “once I’ve gotten more influence in the company, with mother! I promise!”

“What about Nalia?” he asked quietly, “would she…”

Keva chuckled, “Nalia is never in favor of anything the military does it seems, she never wants to invade or attack anything. I’m sure she’s wanted to speak out against the invasion of Earth since it started.” Keva looked off thoughtfully a moment, “Odd, given that she had a brief time in the fleet herself, and she spends so much time practicing with weapons, you’d think she’d be more excited to see them used…” She shook her head, “Anyways, I think that Nalia feels much the same way about you that I do.”

“That’s good to hear,” he chuckled. “You know, she threatened to squish me the first day I was here.”

“You probably got turned on by the idea,” Keva replied with a smirk. She hesitated a moment, “We will need to keep up certain appearances,” she said slowly, “but how do you really feel about it when I… When I’m forceful with you?”

“I love it,” he admitted with a smile, “ please don’t stop.”

“Good,” she growled, turning over and reversing her position on the bed. She lifted one of her feet over him, now bare and twice as long as his body, and brought it down on him, pinning him to the mattress. “They say that a woman lives an extra day for every time a male is forced to waste his seed at her feet,” Keva giggled. “I think I might just live forever!”

“Oh god,” Lucas moaned as her big toe made its way between his legs, slowly moving up and down over his crotch in the nanofabric outfit. It didn't take much to start getting him hard, and he leaned back, letting her big toe toy with him as she reached for her wristband, tapping it once and causing his clothing to slip back up into his collar.

“I want to hear you beg for the privilege,” she whispered, her eyes getting wide as she smiled gleefully. “Beg me for the right to spill that precious seed on my feet!”

He resisted, gasping with each slow rolling motion of the soft pad of her toe over his manhood. His breathing quickened, and the soft scent of the fruity lotion she used on her feet daily entered his nostrils, clouding his head and reducing his world to the buzzing pleasure between his legs… and then she stopped.

“Huh?” he looked up at her, a look of desperation on his face.

“I said beg, ” she said sternly, “and use a title.”

“Please mistress Keva!” he said quickly, “let this pathetic human cum on your feet!”

“Where does your seed belong!?” she snapped.

“On your toes mistress!” he said.

Keva laughed, clapping her hands and slowly bringing her toe back, grinding it against his crotch. It took no more than a few movements to make him shudder in orgasm, crying out her name as she took him to the heights of pleasure with no more than a few small movements of her foot. Her smug giggle echoed in his ears as he went limp, defeated by the alien beauty as she leaned over to examine her work.

“That was lovely,” she muttered, “I’m going to have to bring you back up to full size and have you rub them later, then maybe I’ll add another day to my life before riding you.”

Lucas chuckled, looking up at the green skinned goddess, “Why do Zetan women have such an obsession with putting males, even Zetan ones, at their feet?” he asked softly.

Keva blinked, as if he’d asked something obvious, “It’s a show of power?” she said curiously. Her eyes went wide as she realized something, “Oh goddess, well, I suppose to a species like yours…” she sighed, “we don’t have as many males, competition for them used to be quite… fierce. Having a male waste his seed at your feet is a show that you can have as much as you want, that you’re wealthy, powerful, in control.”

“I suppose that makes sense,” he muttered. I really wish the Zetans had come in peace, I’d have immigrated to their empire in a heartbeat. He looked up at Keva and smiled. Still, it’s not like things have gone terribly for me, no matter what else is happening out there.

…

Keva carried a still shrunken Lucas out into the kitchen for breakfast the next day, chuckling at the arranged Zetan pastries.

“Nalia must still feel bad if she made these,” Keva said, sitting at the table and setting him at her side.

As if summoned, the bodyguard returned from her room, sheepishly joining them, “I-I made your favorite,” she said slowly. “I was hoping we could-“

“We forgive you,” Lucas said.

“You did what you thought was best,” Keva agreed. “We’d like you to inform us of things happening on Earth in the future though.”

Nalia sighed, collapsing into a chair and visibly relieved, “Thank the goddess,” she muttered. Keva put one of the pastries on a plate and handed it to the other Zetan, who took it.

“So is there any news about killing more of the humans?” Lucas asked quietly.

Nalia gave a sad smile, “thankfully not, and I don’t think there will be for some time. The Empress is redeploying the fleet to our borders with a few of our rival empires, the Telexi, and the Antrins most notably.”

“They’re not attacking, are they?” Keva asked, worried. She glanced down at Lucas, “They’ve wanted our systems for decades, they’re cruel, they’re-“

“They’re giving off some rather disturbing reports at the edge of their own space,” Nalia finished. “Entire ships found without the crews, looking as though something chewed its way in. They don’t even get off a distress signal. Some of them are saying it’s us, so there are some tensions. Earth is a backwater, as much as we want it, and the humans, it’s not worth losing the whole Empire over.”

“So someone’s causing trouble way out in space?” Lucas asked. “I guess if it keeps them away from Earth, that’s fine by me.”

“Let’s just hope it’s just a rumor,” Nalia sighed. “Earth won’t get away unscathed if a war on that scale breaks out, either of those empires would crash an asteroid into Earth just to keep us from having it.” She saw Lucas’s worried look and she gulped. “B-But it probably won’t, there hasn’t been a large interstellar war in nearly a hundred years!”

The conversation quickly turned into galactic history, and Lucas soon found himself enamored with the tales of the Zetan Empire’s battles, defeats, and victories, as the three of them shared the breakfast Nalia had made.

…

In the far reaches of space the tentacled ship reached for the now dead star cruiser, the mental commands having quickly induced suicide in every living thing on board. Tendrils of living rock and metal bored inside, dispatching dozens of the sharp taloned servitors to prepare the meat for the vessel’s master.

This sector of space is overflowing with living flesh, it thought eagerly, ripe for harvest!

“Keva, I’m pleased to say that the latest personal luxury shuttlecraft is performing very well,” the Farash matriarch said with a grin. “Your involvement in production has been beyond my expectations, and I don’t say that lightly, even to family.”

From his place dangling between Keva’s breasts, Lucas could feel her heart racing faster, and he smiled, happy for her. It was unlikely her mother would notice his expression, as the decorative piece on Keva’s necklace, he was merely a piece of jewelry to the two alien women as they discussed business.

“T-Thank you mother,” Keva said hurriedly. “I’ve been trying to familiarize myself with the family business, and the industry as a whole.”

“It shows,” her mother chuckled. “I would like to come visit you soon, or perhaps bring you here, to Zeta Prime, it’s been too long.”

“Of course!” Keva said, fighting to keep herself from jumping for joy.

“You’ll have to bring your human,” her mother said with a grin. “I’ve just recently procured my own, she’s a feisty little thing from an earth region called Algeria, perhaps it was close to where your adorable Lucas lived?”

Keva gulped, “And uh, how are you treating her?”

“How am I treating her?” Her mother laughed, “well enough, I suppose. We’re having some issues with discipline, and I’d have honestly preferred a male, but she seems a fine enough companion. Much more intelligent than I’d have expected, from the news reports.”

Keva chewed her lip, “Y-Yes, there are a lot of people that say this whole war need to be rethought.”

“Don’t be ridiculous Keva,” her mother snapped. “And be careful with that kind of talk, humans make enjoyable pets, but they are to be our pets… and besides, the Empress has spoken on these matters at length, the last thing a company like ours needs is to get on the wrong side of politics. If the Empress says we’re eating nanofabric for dinner, we ask her what color.”

“Yes mother,” Keva said softly.

“I will say this for you Keva,” her mother sighed, “whatever other dalliances you had, I always thanked the stars that you never fell into activism as some other scions of wealthy families do. Why don’t you take some time to relax? You’ve worked very hard these past few months, and you’ve earned a reprieve. I myself will be taking in a stage play tonight.”

“Of course mother,” Keva nodded. The elder Farash smiled and waved farewell before terminating the connection.

“Dammit,” Lucas muttered as she unhooked the necklace. “I was really hoping you could talk to her about humans! If she has her own, then she’s got to know we’re not all dumb animals, right?”

“You heard what she said,” Keva muttered, unhooking his wrists from the chain. “We’re not going to cross the Empress.” She set him down on the table, then clicked her shrink ray, regrowing him to his full height.

It had been several months since Keva had started taking a more direct role in her mother’s company, and surprising Lucas, Nalia, and herself, she’d been good at it. With her leadership, the factories on Delina had managed to produce prototypes and mass production models of the new spacecraft model ahead of schedule. In the meantime their semi-idyllic life had continued in secret, Keva allowed him to be his full size most of the time, except when she was playing with him of course, or when they had guests over… and even most of those guests, notably Tera and Elora, seemed willing to look the other way on it when they were around.

“Keva…” Lucas muttered, “You know what kinds of things are happening on Earth, right?”

“They’re just rumors!” Keva protested.

“I’m not so sure,” Nalia said, joining them with a grim expression on her face. “I’ve seen a few highly sanitized discipline reports that suggest that our soldiers are doing some of the things the humans are accusing them of.”

“There was that video,” Lucas said in a low voice.

The thirty second clip in question depicted several Zetan women in power armor, gleefully shrinking and stomping nearly an entire town of fleeing humans, making no effort to capture them before crushing the terrified populace under their feet. It was the most notable of the videos that had briefly leaked onto the Zetan communications networks, but rumors had been spreading of increasingly brutal tactics being used by Zetan ground forces against human holdouts.

“It could have been faked,” Keva said, “I just don’t believe our soldiers would do that! They’re brave, they protect the empire, they-“

“Keva, I didn’t see much action during my service,” Nalia said bitterly, “but I saw enough to know that there were some real monsters in our ranks. I have no doubt that there are terrible things happening to the humans on Earth, for all that the Empress wants to take most of them alive.”

“W-We’ll make another donation to the Human Appreciation Society!” Keva said. “I’ll call Tera, and she’ll set it all up!”

Fat lot of good those will do, he thought bitterly.

The Human Appreciation Societies were a new trend that had started in the last few months, they were mostly small groups of Zetans who had the same “awakening” on the status of Earth’s natives that Keva herself had. For the most part they had been staging protests throughout the empire, often covered and mocked by the official Zetan news sources. Keva had discretely begun slipping some of her own money to a group on Dilena, along with a few neighboring planets. Still, all it had done was raise their profile somewhat, while the Zetan Empire was not nearly as draconian on censorship as Lucas would have guessed, there was little that the group could do to get their message out. A few protests where they’d regrown humans had quickly been shut down by Zetan authorities, and most frustrating of all to Lucas, Keva refused to publicly support the movement.

“I-I’d better go start talking to her about it,” Keva said quickly. “I’ll be back in a few minutes!” She grabbed her datapad, clicking away at the keys as she hurried off to her room to hide from his disapproval.

Nalia gave him a pitying look, moving to his side and placing her hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry things are like this,” she said quietly, “but… if you are waiting for the day when Keva will choose you over her mother, I don’t know that the day will come.”

“Maybe her mother would see things differently if her daughter spoke up?” Lucas countered.

Nalia laughed, “I doubt that… Keva is extremely rare in that she’s a member of the Zetan upper class that treats us commoners like people. I have no idea where she learned it, because I don’t believe it was from her mother.”

“You maybe?” Lucas said with a wry grin.

Nalia snorted, “You overestimate me. In the grand scheme of things, the biggest difference between our stations Lucas, is that I at least got to choose to join the Farash household. Keva is just…”

“Keva,” Lucas sighed, “yeah… I get it.”

“What do you think of human liberation then?” Lucas asked finally. “Is it possible?”

“Possible and probable have a vast gulf between them,” Nalia answered with a shrug. “I’m sure that someday Zetans might look at humanity as equals, males eventually got the vote after all, but I don’t know if I’ll live to see it.” She looked out the window, “there’s a war coming, I can smell it… Wartime is never good for those advocating for social changes.”

“War?” Lucas asked with a frown. “You mean like with Earth?”

She snorted, “Your planet hurt us more than I think anyone expected, but no, that’s not a war Lucas, that’s a mix of policing and pest control.”

Damn, he thought, feeling a hollowness in his chest. She really doesn’t think we have any chance of winning, does she?

“Our primary rivals in space, the Telexi and the Antrin, have been acting erratically,” Nalia continued. “They’ve sent their fleets to the edges of their borders, and apparently several of their capital ships are missing in action… The military fears they might be planning a joint invasion, gathering their ships together beyond where we have eyes to see.”

“These other aliens,” Lucas began slowly, “can the Zetans beat them?”

“They can’t conquer their way here, if that’s what you mean,” Nalia said with a sigh. “They could certainly sweep us out of the disputed star systems, if they worked together… but I doubt such an alliance would last long, it will quickly devolve into a three way brawl. I can’t say who would win, only that we’re fortunate that those of us here won’t see or participate in it.”

Lucas glanced out the window, up at the skies. There’s nothing we can do about that I guess, he thought grimly. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the Zetans getting into another interstellar war. Part of him had some affection for the ones he’d met, but another part of him was eager to see some retribution for the race that had invaded and was now enslaving his homeworld. God, and to think my biggest worry used to be convincing my boss to give me some time off…

…

The following days saw wars and rumors of wars fade from their minds. Following her mother’s advice, Keva had taken some time off from the management of the factory, loading her small personal hovercraft up with supplies before inviting Elora and Tera off on an excursion to a remote island chain far from the more populated islands.

“This is so exciting!” Tera said, glancing out the window. “I’ve never been to the outer islands before, and you say we’ll be the only ones there?”

“You two and Nalia are the only ones who won’t have a fit if I keep Lucas at mostly full size for our little vacation,” Keva chuckled. She glanced down to the floor of the vehicle, where Lucas was chained to her ankle, at a few inches tall.

“You could have regrown me for the ride,” he called up.

Keva chuckled, teasingly knocking him over with the tip of her sandaled foot, “No, no, anyone could look in the window and see! Right ladies?”

“Uh, sure,” Tera agreed weakly, looking out at the open sea as the hovercraft zipped over the waves.

“His inherently submissive human biology craves this anyways,” Elora sniffed. “Watch!” she slid her own foot out of her sandal, sliding it over Lucas and slowly rolling him along the floor. He couldn’t help but groan as her big toe found his groin, slowly rubbing it through the nanofabric uniform he wore.

“T-That is interesting,” Tera stammered. She licked her lips, “Keva, do you think Lucas would mind if I-“

“I’m sure he wouldn’t,” Keva said with a wink, sliding her own foot out of her sandal as she began playfully wrestling with Elora’s own. With a giggle Tera’s foot entered the fray, and soon Lucas was being pushed across the soft carpet as the three massive green women all fought to place their feet over him, trying desperately to be the one to rub his erection to orgasm through the sheer fabric of his outfit.

“Give up, he’s mine!” Keva laughed.

“Come on, I’ve never had a male finish for my feet!” Tera whined.

“And you never will, accountant!” Elora chuckled. “That honor is reserved for the true intellectual elite!” with that she slid her toes under Tera’s sole, forcing it off Lucas and sliding her own into place.

“No, I think not,” Keva smirked, sliding her own foot around Elora’s ankle and lifting up in a smooth motion. Lucas grunted as her sole came down on him, placing his head between her sweet scented toes as she roughly ground the smooth, wrinkled skin of her foot against his body. “Cum for me Lucas,” she ordered, “cum for mistress!”

He groaned, soiling his nanofabric outfit with his seed as Keva laughed in triumph. The other two Zetans looked on with disappointed frowns as Keva basked in her victory.

“From the sound of things Keva won?” Nalia asked from the driver’s seat.

“You know Nalia, if you engaged the autopilot, you could come back here with us!” Keva teased.

“I don’t trust those,” Nalia replied with a growl, “at least not without someone up here to keep an eye on it.”

From his spot beneath Keva’s feet Lucas couldn’t help but chuckle. Nalia’s attitude had grown on him almost as much as Keva’s own, and he caught sight of her glancing backwards over the seat as Keva’s toes gripped him, lifting him up as the women in the backseat continued to toy with him.

“You three enjoy him now,” Nalia chuckled. “I’ll have my fun when we get to the islands…”

…

Lucas grunted as Nalia tackled him to the bed, giggling as Keva tapped her wrist, causing his nanofabric clothing to disappear instantly. Keva herself simply sidled into the side of the bed, enjoying the way that Lucas struggled and wrestled against Nalia’s grip.

“Poor human boy,” she teased. “We Zetans are going to milk you dry, and there’s nothing you can do about it!”

“Damn right,” Nalia muttered, sliding down his body and grinning as she reached his rock hard erection. Lucas gasped as she slid her mouth over it, slowly bobbing her head up and down his length while Keva stood up, bracing herself for support against the soft bed.

“Kiss it,” Keva ordered, sticking her foot in his face, “kiss it and maybe I’ll tell my servant to make you cum?” Nalia looked up at her darkly over the ‘servant’ remark, but otherwise didn’t take Lucas out of her mouth. For his part he did his best to plant kisses on her feet while she looked on in approval. “Good,” Keva groaned, “show your mistress your place.”

“At your feet,” Lucas grunted, fighting to keep himself from cumming in Nalia’s mouth as her tongue toyed with his head.

“That’s right,” Keva purred, reaching down to finger herself as Lucas’s orgasm neared. “Now tell me who you belong to!”

“You Mistress Keva!” he shouted, bucking his hips as he came into Nalia’s eager mouth. The other Zetan slurped his seed down eagerly, lifting her head up a moment later as he started to go soft.

“It is always so funny to me, how humans get off from just about any stimulation to these wonderful cocks of theirs,” Nalia chuckled, flicking his deflating member playfully.

“Come on, surely Zetan guys like blowjobs?” Lucas panted with a smile.

“I think they do,” Keva muttered, “but they have a bunch of hangups about it and would never admit it, and they’d never get as enthusiastic about them as you do.” She glanced down at his crotch, sighing, “if humans do have a shortfall, it’s that dreadful refractory period, now what am I going to do for the next fifteen minutes Lucas?”

“Nalia?” Lucas joked. His eyes went wide as Keva lifted her hand, revealing her shrink ray. A flash of light later, and her foot which had covered his face now covered his whole body. Keva giggled, reaching down for him, lifting him up as Nalia crawled back onto the bed.

“Yes, I think I am going to do Nalia,” Keva chuckled, leaning down to spread her lover’s outer lips open. “I’ve got just the toy to use too!”

“Oh stars,” Nalia growled, “I’m ready Keva, put him in!”

Luca barely had time for one final breath before Keva slid him inside the warm pink cave of Nalia’s womanhood. It was wet enough that he slid up to his waist easily, and with a few more pushes Keva worked him the rest of the way in, causing the tight tunnel of flesh around him to spasm as Nalia moaned excitedly.

“Come on Nalia, hurry up,” Keva laughed, “Lucas can only hold his breath so long!” She slid the shrunken human in and out, and Lucas took quick gasps of air as she brought him out. Nalia writhed on the bed, finally collapsing into a screaming orgasm as she clamped her muscles down on Lucas hard enough to make him see stars as his world filled with the taste, scent, and feel of her silky juices running down his skin.

Nalia pulled him out with a wet *shlick,* giggling as she slowly licked up the side of his body. “Mmm…” she muttered, “You always taste so good Nalia…” She glanced at the door, a wicked grin coming over her features as she looked at the dazed human in her grip. “Let’s go find Tera and Elora, I think they’re downstairs!”

“O-Okay,” Lucas stammered.

“I-I’ll just stay here,” Nalia muttered, blinking as the post orgasm haze faded.

With a mischievous smirk Keva carried him into the house, searching out her unsuspecting prey.

…

Lucas found himself walking the beach after the others had gone to bed. After hours of debauchery at several sizes, Keva had finally restored him, letting him at least enjoy a meal with the rest of the group before they all retired for the night.

It could have almost been on Earth, the warm breeze through the trees of the island contrasted nicely with the sound of the waves hitting the sandy shore, and overhead a sky full of alien constellations shone down on him. He sighed, looking up and wondering where Earth was.

“Having trouble sleeping?” Keva purred, startling him as she approached from behind. Her arms draped around him, and she sighed, looking up with him.

“Yeah,” he admitted with a smile. “I guess… it doesn’t feel right, this place, you, the others, it’s all so unfair. Why am I here in paradise while my entire race is being enslaved? Shouldn’t I do something? ”

“You are doing something,” Keva protested. “We’ve probably funded more protests than anyone else in this sector!”

“I don’t think it’s enough,” Lucas sighed. “My people are getting tortured, killed even.” He turned to her, feeling a pang in his heart as her eyes met his, “I…” He took a deep breathe. Well, you’ve wanted to say it for a while now, do it! “I love you Keva.”

She blinked, stepping back, but still holding his hand, “Y-You…” She gulped, “I love you too Lucas,” she said softly.

“I really want to believe that you do,” Lucas countered, “but… You won’t even acknowledge me as a person Keva.”

“We could lose everything!” she said in a panic. “My mother, she would destroy me Lucas! And what would we even get?”

“Maybe seeing the daughter of a wealthy and powerful family come out in support of the Human Appreciation Society would be enough to take it mainstream?” Lucas asked angrily. “Maybe it wouldn’t do anything, maybe we’d both end up as whatever passes for street trash in your Empire, but I’d know you saw me as a person, not just a thing you bought because you were bored.”

“I…” She blinked away a tear. You were a thing I bought because I was bored, she thought bitterly, but that’s not who you ARE! She tried to speak, but couldn’t find the words. Lucas looked at her with a crestfallen expression, and finally turned away. “Lucas, I… You’re my Lucas…” she couldn’t raise her voice enough to get his attention over the sound of the sea and surf, and he walked away without hearing her.

…

Following the group’s return from their short vacation, Lucas found himself brooding, thinking of the war on Earth, and the potential of a new war in the stars. For the first time the confines of Keva’s apartment began to feel limiting, whenever he left he was reduced to tiny size, either carried by her or adorned as a decoration on her body… He often found himself glancing out the windows, something that was only safe to do because Keva’s apartment was so high up, anyone who spotted him wouldn’t be able to tell whether he was human or Zetan.

Today, the Farash factory was closed, and Keva was lounging on the veranda, as she usually did, enjoying the sun and with a drink in hand. She’d invited Lucas to join her, albeit at tiny size, and for a change he’d made up an excuse not to go, saying he wanted to finish an episode of the Zetan holographic drama series he’d been watching. Instead he found himself with Nalia’s datapad, sitting on the couch and pouring over data from Earth. He couldn’t help but smirk at the carefully worded admissions of Zetan combat losses, but he felt his heart sink as he read the bottom of the report.

Ten thousand humans captured in a raid against the Human settlement known as Hyderbad, local resistance destroyed, expect large shipments of resized humans to follow. With a scowl he tossed the datapad across the couch.

“If you’re going to borrow that, be more careful with it,” Nalia said, startling him as she chided him in an annoyed tone. The Zetan made her way around the couch, picking up the datapad to see what had upset him. Her face softened a little as she saw what he had been reading, and she sighed. “It’s not good for you to obsess over this kind of thing,” she said softly. “There’s very little any of us can do about it right now.”

“That’s easy for you to say, it’s not your planet getting harvested,” Lucas snapped.

Nalia frowned, “No, it’s not,” she admitted. “Lucas… I’ve become very attached to you in your time here, for your sake, for Keva’s sake, please don’t do anything foolish.”

What could I even do? He thought despondently.

…

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Keva asked quietly, holding up her shrink ray. She gave him a sultry wink that, even in his foul mood, stirred something in him. “I’ll let you ride anywhere you want,” she teased. “Maybe today you should be on an anklet for me? No, you want your usual spot tied to my sandal thong, don’t you? All day with my pretty toes doesn’t sound so bad, does it?”

He couldn’t help but chuckle, “Thanks for trying to cheer me up Keva, but I think I’m going to spend another day at the apartment.”

She frowned, but nodded, “Okay, but tomorrow I do want you to come out to the factory with us, Elora has been asking where you’ve been, she’s found some new holo-game she wants you to play against her.”

“Yes, she’s got to prove the Zetan intellectual superiority, doesn’t she?” Lucas said wryly.

“I think she just likes playing games with you now,” Keva giggled. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, then turned to go. Nalia was already in uniform, waiting for her by the door with her plasma pistol holstered at her side.

“Until tonight,” Nalia drawled. “I’m going to be cooking prairie beast.”

Lucas smiled as the door hissed shut behind her. Prairie beast was close enough to steak to get him excited, although he wasn’t sure he cared for the starchy purple side dish that usually came with it.

Am I ever getting a steak again? That was an odd thought. Supposedly the Zetans weren’t targeting Earth agriculture much, desiring to enslave the humans rather than starve them out.

The hours drifted by, and he managed to keep himself from reading more of Nalia’s reports from Earth. The Zetan news programs were similarly sparse with information on the ongoings of his homeworld, instead focusing more and more on the rival space empires.

“Reports indicate that over half of Telexi space has gone dark,” the Zetan news announcer said. “The Empress has ordered our fleets near their space to their maximum levels of alertness. Many incursions by Telexi have been reported, although their government claims that they are refugee ships fleeing some unknown foe. Despite these claims of refugee status, the Telexi government will not name the threat, nor elaborate. The Empire’s military leaders are advocating a harsh position, the senate has…”

Lucas sighed, sitting up and walking around the apartment. I never was big on exercise back on Earth, he thought, glancing out the window, but I’d kill for the ability to go on a jog right now.

A sudden scream from outside caught his attention. Keva’s penthouse was high above the street, but the sound was shrill enough that it carried anyways. He made his way to a window to see what was going on, then his eyes went wide.

Another human?

The man was dressed in nanofabric, and was at full size. The Zetans on the street screamed in panic, trying to get away from him as he ran through the streets. A group of four uniformed Zetan security officers chased him, and behind them Lucas spotted one of the black hovercraft that passed for police cruisers in the Zetan Empire.

“Stop and submit for resizing at once!” a loudspeaker boomed from the vehicle.

Several of the Zetan security officers fired shots from small shrink rays, not dissimilar from the ones Keva used during their playtime. The man in question leapt behind a small merchant stand, and with a flash it was inches tall. With his cover gone the man fled into the crowd, who parted as the officers accidentally shrank several bystanders in the attempt to capture him. While most of the crowd was trying to get out of the way, Lucas’s heart sank as he saw a good number of Zetans producing their own shrink rays, joining the chase and forming a mob of sorts.

Where could he be going? Lucas wondered, bewildered at the sight of another person from Earth after so long. His heart sank as another group of officers appeared at the other end of the street, the green women leaping out of their vehicle to cut off the escape. No, NO YOU IDIOT! Lucas cursed under his breath as he saw the man running for the same building the penthouse was in. If you go up they’ll have you cornered!

Lucas glanced at the door, his heart racing as he tried to decide what to do. There was a click, and the building’s intercom system sprang to life.

“Attention residents,” a woman’s calm but stern voice commanded, “an escaped human has regrown himself and is on the run from Zetan authorities. Please remain in your rooms and lock your doors, he will be apprehended momentarily.”

Of course they’re trying to recapture him, Lucas thought wryly, we’re expensive exotic pets, after all. A thought struck him, one that he knew Keva and Nalia would never approve of. If I can get that guy back in here, we could hide until Keva gets back! He ran to the door, hesitating for the briefest second, then with a scowl he hit the button, causing it to open with a pneumatic hiss.

It was odd going down the elevator at full size, and Lucas’s heart raced as he second guessed himself as it passed through the building’s floors. With the security order, there wouldn’t be any Zetans in the hallway. Briefly he thought of the security footage, but then dismissed it.

Nalia pretty much runs the building’s security off her datapad, he thought, she can probably delete it whenever she wants, one of the perks of working for the rich and powerful I guess.

The elevator door hissed open, and Lucas glanced around the lobby. It was thankfully deserted, except for the man who was crouching behind a decorative plant, looking nervously out at the gathering mob of Zetan officers and civilians outside. Lucas had to do a double take as he realized he recognized the man.

“Harris!?” he whispered.

His old neighbor started, looking behind him. Harris had always been a pugnacious sort, the kind of man who would find a fight going out to do any sort of errand, and Lucas had always half expected to hear he’d been arrested or shot. Now though his face was grim, fearful, and without a word he bolted towards Lucas.

“Go!” he rasped.

Lucas blinked, hitting the elevator button. The doors closed just as the cheering Zetan mob stormed into the building, the civilians and officers fanning out with their shrink rays, the mood almost jovial as they hunted down the escaped humans.  

“It’s uh, good to see you,” Lucas said nervously.

“Yeah whatever,” Harris snapped, “I guess we got sold to the same planet… I’m some fucking alien bitch’s pet now.”

“How’d you get away?” Lucas asked.

“Their shrink thingies only work when they are touching them,” Harris explained. “The bitch who thinks she owns me never locked hers up. I got out of my cage, waited until her afternoon nap, and then I held it up against her ankle while she was asleep.” He grinned, “it worked, and now I’m big. What about you?”

“That’s uh, complicated,” Lucas muttered.

“Whatever, let’s find some of those fancy green space guns and go fucking wild,” Harris growled.

“No!” Lucas said quickly, causing his old neighbor to frown. “That is to say, we should hide out,” Lucas said. “Come on, I can get us into the top penthouse.”

The pair raced forward as the elevator opened, and Lucas tapped his hand to the entryway. It flashed red, and his heart skipped a beat.

Nalia probably never added me to the external security clearance, he realized in horror. He slapped his palm against the entry reader again, seeing the red color flash a second time. Behind them they heard the whirr of the elevator’s anti-grav lift coming up.

“Lucas,” Harris growled, “you might want to hurry the fuck up!”

“I’m trying, I’m-“ his protests were cut off as the doors opened, and a group of Zetans ran out, giggling excitedly as they ran towards the pair. They were mostly civilians, but with a pair of security officers trying to keep order near the back.

Harris sighed, “Fucking hell, again? You’re bad luck Lucas.”

The flashes of the shrink rays cut off further argument, and soon Lucas’s head was spinning as he took in the sight of a smirking group of Zetan women overhead. They laughed victoriously, pocketing their weapons as they knelt over the two captured humans. They were mostly a mix of women who had been out shopping or running errands, their clothing suited for the warm weather of Dilena.

“Awe, our runaway found a friend!” one cooed.

“ Two full sized humans? On Delina? That’s very suspicious,” one of the security officers growled. She raised her booted foot over them, slamming it hard enough to make Lucas cry out in surprise, scurrying backwards. “How did you two get regrown? Talk or I’ll pop you across this carpet like the bugs you are!”

“FUCK YOU KNIFE EAR BITCH!” Harris shouted, raising both of his hands defiantly with middle fingers up.

“Knife ear?” one of the women asked angrily. “Take this you little ape!” the Zetan woman was wearing silver nanofabric, along with a pair of white soled sandals. Lucas didn’t have time to see much more before the rubbery sole crashed into him, pinning him beneath the woman’s foot as she pressed down, causing him to grunt in pain as she nearly crushed him underfoot. 

“They’re so rude,” the officer drawled. “Perhaps if I let her squish your friend, you’ll be more polite?”

“He’s not my friend, he got me caught twice!” Harris shouted.

“ HARRIS!?” Lucas rasped, his eyes bulging in a mix of anger and pain as the Zetan twisted her heel back and forth over him.

“Miss,” one of the two security officers said hesitantly, “be careful pressing your foot down on that human, you could-“

“My sister got killed by one of these things on that mudball Earth,” the other officer spat. “They might look cute, but they’re little monsters. These two are clearly up to something, we need to get it out of them! And if one gets squished?” The captain smiled evilly, and Lucas felt his blood run cold. “We’re doing everyone a favor, the department will pay out to whatever rich little snot bought this one.”

“That doesn’t sound good for you,” the sandaled Zetan giggled, increasing the pressure and causing Lucas to cry out in pain.

The elevator hissed again, and the captain sighed, turning towards it. Lucas felt relief wash over him as he saw Keva and Nalia stepping out, but it was quickly driven from him as the captain pinned him harder, causing him to scream as he felt something crack.

“What are you doing to those humans!?” Keva rasped, eyes wide in panic. “They’re already resized, get your foot off of him!”

“This is a security operation miss,” the second officer said, “these others are just helping us detain-”

“You’re speaking to Keva Farash,” Nalia said sternly. “That human is her personal property, and if you don’t take your foot off of him, I’ll take action to recover what belongs to my mistress.”

The officer hesitated, looking at the other woman who had her sandaled foot on top of Lucas. They recognized Keva’s name, and Nalia’s cool expression, along with the gun at her hip, were giving them pause too. The captain scowled, as if about to say something, but in one smooth motion Nalia had closed the distance between them and drew the weapon, leveling it at the sandaled Zetan’s head before any of the security officers had so much as reached for their own guns.

“Get your sandal off of him, or my bodyguard will fire,” Keva said, clenching her fists angrily.

The woman cleared her throat, smiling weakly as she stepped back and off of Lucas. He gasped for breath, rolling on the carpet and moaning in pain. From the feel of things he had a broken rib, and maybe something else. A pair of soft fingers curled around him as Keva scooped him up, cradling him in her hands and fighting back tears.

“T-This is a big deal,” the security officer managed finally. “Two escaped humans? Someone has to explain this.”

“And someone will, but not now,” Keva snapped. She breathed out slowly, “Good work on capturing the two rogue humans captain, see that the other one gets back to his owner, unharmed. I’ll be sure to send my thanks, and my family’s thanks is a very valuable thing to have.”

The officer raised an eyebrow, “I see… Glad to be of service Miss Farash, be sure to keep a closer eye on your human next time…” She glanced down at Harris, who looked hatefully up at her. Rolling her eyes the Zetan captain scooped him up, heading for the elevators as his muffled swears echoed through the hallway. 

“Okay everyone, let’s get out of here, the matter is under control,” the other officer said, herding the small crowd back to the elevators. The Zetans gossiped and giggled amongst themselves, the excitement of the chase fading as they left. 

Keva turned and made her way into the apartment, “Nalia, get medical nanites, now!”

“On it,” Nalia said, racing for her room and the first aid kit that was there.

“What were you thinking!?” Keva roared, holding the still wounded Lucas up to her face.

“I just wanted to help someone,” he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as Keva’s grip caused him more pain.

“And you’ve put us all at risk!” Keva shouted, causing him to wince again.

“At least I did something,” he retorted angrily, gasping at the lances of pain in his side.

“I am doing things!” Keva retorted, tightening her grip on him.

Lucas whimpered, “Please stop,” he rasped, you’re hurting me…”

Keva’s eyes went wide, and she loosened her grip. A moment later Nalia appeared, a spray in hand. She slowly applied the aerosol over him, grimacing at the way he shuddered from the cool mist.

“Breathe those in,” Nalia ordered. “They’re tissue repair nanites, they’ll fix you up, then er… exit your system.”

Lucas felt them work almost instantly, and he sighed in relief as his broken bones and bruised flesh knitted themselves back together. He looked up at Keva, trying to gauge her expression, anger, relief, and sadness flashed across her enormous face one after the other.

“Regrow me, and I can explain things,” Lucas asked softly.

“No,” Keva said, walking through her room.

“Keva?” he asked. “Please, you’ll understand if-“

“Stay in here,” she snapped, dumping him unceremoniously into the cage by her bed. “I… I don’t know what to do with you right now!”

“ Do with me?” He shouted, racing to the glass. “Keva, it’s me, Lucas!”

“I know,” she said bitterly, walking towards the door. “You’re my Lucas, and I’m making a decision for your own good.”

He stared after her as the pneumatic door hissed shut, slumping to the ground of his enclosure in defeat.

I thought she loved me…

…

Keva paced the floor as Nalia looked on, “What do I do now?” she wailed.

“Bribe the officers, pin the blame on the other human’s owner,” Nalia said.

“I don’t mean about that,” Keva muttered.

Nalia pursed her lips, “I… I hope I’m not overstepping Keva, but I would start by apologizing to him.”

“Me apologize to him!? ” she balked. “He was the one who-“

“Who tried to rescue a member of his species in danger,” Nalia finished. “Which you or I would have done if circumstances were the same. It was a stupid thing to do, but I understand exactly why he did it.”

Keva collapsed into a chair, rubbing her temples, “but he didn’t think about how it would impact me at all!”

Nalia shifted uncomfortably, “Keva,” she began. “I don’t know how to explain this to you… Lucas has nothing in this world.”

“What are you talking about?” Keva muttered. “He has everything I can give him, which is a lot, so do you for that matter.”

“No,” Nalia sighed, “the only thing he really had here was the idea that you saw him as a person, and loved him for it, and now he might not be so sure of that.”

Keva sat in stunned silence for a moment, then blinked away a tear. “S-So what should I do?”

“I don’t know Keva,” Nalia said, throwing up her hands, “when you decide on something, come find me.” With that her bodyguard stormed off, leaving her alone.

…

Keva sat in thought for several hours, Lucas… I love you, but you have to understand how precarious everything we have is! If I declare myself some kind of human lover… Mother would… She scowled. Maybe Lucas is right, maybe it’s time I said something to her.

Her wristband beeped, and she looked up to her holographic screen to see that a hyperspace transmission from her mother was incoming. She frowned, it was late at night on Zeta Prime, and she wondered why her mother would be calling.

No time like the present, she thought, tapping the button to accept the call. “Mother,” she began, standing up as her mother’s face was projected into the living room, “We need to-“

“Keva, listen to me,” her mother said quickly, cutting her off. “Hyperlane communications are going to be cut soon, by military order.”

Keva blinked, “W-What!?”

“Something very bad is happening on the border,” her mother said quietly, “it’s not the Teleri, it’s something else. ”

“If it’s an invasion, the fleet can-“

“This is beyond the fleet,” her mother hissed. “I want you to get Nalia and a few of our more important employees and fly them to a set of coordinates I’m sending you.”

“Mother, I don’t understand,” Keva protested.

“It’s a deep subsurface survival bunker,” her mother explained. “It has enough food, water, and supplies to keep a few hundred people alive for six months, I want you to go down into it, lock it down, and then stay there until someone comes to get you, do you understand!?”

“I-“

“Keva,” her mother rasped, her expression a mix of panic and mania like Keva had never seen before. “If the reports I’ve read are even halfway true, this could be the end of everything, I love you daughter, I-“

The transmission shut off, replaced by a simple hologram that read, “Hyperlane Communications Maintenance in Progress.”

Keva backed away, shaking. She glanced at her wristband, seeing the small icon that her mother’s instructions had been received.

“Nalia!” She called.

Her bodyguard made her way into the living room, a sour expression on her face, “Have you decided to apologize to-“ she stopped as she saw Keva’s expression. “What is it?”

“I don’t know,” Keva whispered fearfully.

“Keva,” Nalia said, gripping her shoulders, “you need to calm down! What is happening? Why can’t we send any transmissions offworld?”

“M-Mother said this could be the end!” she said, starting to hyperventilate.

“Of what!?” Nalia asked.

“ Everything! ” Keva whispered.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Nalia muttered, releasing her. “There’s no enemy fleet anywhere near Delina, even if all of our neighbors joined forces, the number of hyperlanes that would have to fall to even put this planet at risk so quickly is… It’s impossible!”

“These are mother’s instructions,” Keva said, pointing to her datapad. “We’re supposed to get everyone on this list and meet up at a bunker somewhere.”

Nalia took the pad from her with a frown. “I know where the bunker is,” Nalia sighed, “we can’t take the hovercraft there, it’s too far. I’ll call the spaceport and have your personal shuttle prepared.” She paused, “This is all very strange Keva…”

“The hyperlane communications were cut, just like Mother said they would be,” Keva insisted. “I’m going to send messages to Tera to evacuate the critical personnel…” She paused, chewing her lip, “and also, since Elora lives in our building, we might as well take her with us.”

“And Lucas?” Nalia asked.

“Of course we’re taking him,” Keva said, a little shocked, “what do you-“

“I meant are you planning on saying anything to him?” Nalia asked, rolling her eyes. “If something… apocalyptic is on the way, then you might want to say anything you’ve got to say to him.” She looked away for a brief moment, and Keva could swear she nearly cried. “I missed some chances to say things I’d have liked to say because I decided they could wait until after our patrol,” the bodyguard sighed finally. “On that note…” She turned and embraced Keva, startling the other woman with a kiss. “Keva, you’re more than an employer, you’re the best friend and lover I could ask for,” Nalia murmured, separating, leaving Keva swaying slightly.

“Y-You too,” Keva blinked.

“I’ll start making preparations,” Nalia sighed. “Did your mother happen to say how long we had?”

“No, just that it wasn’t going to be long,” Keva said softly.

“Right, I’ll go prep our vehicle,” Nalia said, moving towards the front door. “Pack everything from here you might want, if it’s that bad we might not have a chance to come back…”

…

Captain Svetra of the third Zetan Imperial fleet looked at the viewscreen in a mix of shock and despair. Most of the Zetan fleet was floating dead in space, not responding to any calls for explanation. Security footage from the other ships had revealed a horror, security personnel turning their personal weapons on the crews, and then themselves, and the final vision beamed from the flagship, a dreadnought called Empress’s Kiss, had been the admiral drawing her plasma pistol and executing all of her bridge officers, who had simply knelt before her and waited for the shots.

There, in the center of the carnage, loomed three dark vessels, things of living rock, with blood red sensors scanning through the blackness of space while tentacled tendrils writhed around them. They moved slowly through the dead ships, the tentacles latching onto the Zetan hulls as the terrible crews were disgorged to gather the meat.

“C-Captain Svetra?” her first mate squeaked. “What are our orders?”

“I-I…” She fell to her knees, overwhelmed, “I don’t know.”

“Quit that,” a voice growled. The captain looked down, seeing her human pet poking his eyes out of her uniform’s front pocket. Adam, her pet human who she’d purchased on a whim, had been some manner of military officer himself on Earth, and it had helped their relationship somewhat. She was still his owner, of course, but they had a respect for one another, so much so that she often kept him with her in secret during her duties.

“C-Captain, per regulations, no humans are allowed on the bridge or in your possession during working hours!” The first mate’s voice was barely a whisper, a faraway protest she didn’t really care about.

“Adam, please be quiet!” The captain hissed. 

Adam sighed, looking around. These alien women had kidnapped him, and so many others, off of earth, invaded his planet, committed atrocities… Everything about them said he should despise them, and yet when looked up at his supposed “owner,” he couldn’t find it in him. The long hours of solitude together, of secrets and intimacy shared, all had taken a heavy toll on the human’s resistance. Whatever else he thought about the Zetans, however much he hated what they’d done to Earth, he didn’t want these ones to die. 

Adam clapped his hands angrily, a tiny sound matching his size, “Hey, come on! You alien cunts might have invaded Earth, but I’ll be god damned if I’m going to watch you lay down and die like this! People are counting on you god damnit!”

“Y-You can’t talk to a Zetan like that human!” one of the officers stammered.

“He can,” Captain Svetra said in a tired voice. “Adam… I’m sorry it ended this way, you were a better companion than I could have hoped for.”

The same officer from before shakily stood up, “Captain Svetra, this is very un-zetan behavior, I’m worried you might be compromised by pro-human sentiments!”

“I am,” Svetra snapped, causing the woman to gulp nervously, slowly sitting back down. She glanced around the bridge, “we’re all on death’s doorstep, I see no point in hiding anything anymore.”

“I’m glad you’re finally willing to admit all of that,” Adam chuckled from her pocket, “but stop with the death’s doorstep talk! We’re all still alive, you people are military, aren’t you? You can’t just give up!”

“He’s right,” Svetra sighed, standing up. “Ready weapons.”

“Captain?” the first mate asked anxiously as the bridge crew went into motion.

“Whatever weapon they used to incapacitate the rest of the fleet, it didn’t work on us,” Svetra muttered angrily.

“That’s it!” Adam shouted excitedly, “I say you move in as close as possible, who knows, we might even take a few of them with us!”

“Adam,” Svetra chuckled, amused, “your planet has no concept of space combat…” She frowned, watching how the unknown ships ignored them. “Why didn’t their weapon work? Ships farther away than us were disabled…”

“Ma’am, we have a hail from the ship Vengeance, ” the first mate said excitedly.

The viewscreen popped to life, revealing a haggard looking Zetan captain, who managed a quick salute to Svetra. “Empress’s Kiss, are your people still alive?” she rasped.

“For the moment,” Svetra said. She frowned as she saw a full sized human female in the background behind the other captain, and she was holding a plasma pistol no less. “Is that a-“

“Yeah, I’m a human,” the woman scowled, “Caroline Masterson’s the name, and I’m only helping you greenie bastards because if you bite the dust out here, I will too.”

“That’s quite enough Caroline,” the other captain snapped.

“That’s quite enough Caroline,” she muttered in a mocking voice. “Horseshit, I just saved what’s left of your crew after you spent the better part of last year trying to train me to be your pet, I think I’ve earned a few fuck yous! The only reason I’m even helping your knife eared ass is because I’m pretty sure if you die out here, my chances aren’t going to be great either.”

The other captains’ face twitched in annoyance, but she turned back to the viewscreen. “Many of our crew fell to the mind control, but we were able to retake the bridge… I resized my human because she said she had combat experience, and things were… tense .”

“Half your crew got eaten, that’s a little more than tense,” Caroline scowled. “Listen up, they’ve got some ugly things they send onto the ships to carry off the dead. There are a lot of them, and they’re scary, but they don’t fight well. Even these knife eared bitches got over themselves once the shooting started.”

“Interesting combat data,” Adam muttered, “but why didn’t their mind weapon work on these two ships? What’s different about them?”

Svetra looked to the human woman on the screen, then down to her own pocket in amazement, “I… I have a theory.” She looked around, “I need to resize my human immediately, does anyone have a shrink ray!?” Half the bridge reached into their pockets, revealing a range of models from the small remote sized to the full handgun shaped military issue.

“Captain, the enemy appears to have noticed us!” the first mate called. The viewscreen split in half, showing the squidlike ships approaching them, red sensors lighting up angrily as if sensing the defiance of their mental orders.

“Broadcast on all channels that the presence of humans appears to negate the enemy’s mental weapons,” Svetra shouted. The ship rocked as the first bolt of plasma lanced into it, she snarled angrily. “Once that’s done, all power to weapons!” The ship lit up with defiant cheers.

…

Keva stared at her bedroom door, knowing that she should go in and speak with Lucas. For the last hour, she had been putting it off, sending out desperate messages and speaking via video calls with important company employees on the planet.

Lucas… I really do love you, she thought, looking despondently at the clock, ticking away in the Zetan numerals in the upper right hand corner of her datapad. If I get out of this, I don’t care what mother thinks, what anyone thinks! We’ll be together. With a sigh she sat up, but was interrupted by Nalia, walking through the door with a grim expression.

“There’s absolute chaos down in the streets,” Nalia muttered. “The police are doing their best to restore order, but nobody is sure what’s going on. There’s a rumor that several systems have already fallen, that a hyperlane leading to Zeta Prime itself has gone dark.”

“No force could capture Zeta Prime,” Keva breathed in horror. “I’ve seen it myself, there are over a dozen battlestations in orbit, the moons themselves are full of military tunnels and installations! Not to mention all of the ships-“

“Keva, whatever this is, it’s sweeping our military aside like it’s not even there,” Nalia said quietly. “I got a few transmissions from secure channels, mostly old colleagues telling me to hide, just like your mother did to you.” She looked out the window, an odd expression on her face. “It… It really is the end of everything.”

…

Lucas lay on the small bed inside of his cage. His anger had cooled somewhat, but the emotional wounds still hurt.

I need to leave, he thought. I don’t know how, I don’t know when, but I need to escape. He sighed, blinking away a quick tear. They never saw me as a person, just something they could have fun with and… and put away in a box whenever I got inconvenient. He sniffed, barely containing himself as he sat up, curling into a ball. Keva… I loved you.

…

In the depths of space, a group of squidlike ships convened, their masters communicating telepathically as they discussed the ongoing harvest of the green food-species known as the Zetans. An air of uncertainty drifted about the minds of those present, an unease that was wholly alien to the Cephalo.

Some of them resist us!? One mind called angrily.

How? asked another.

I saw one of our own blasted to pieces! A third screamed angrily. They did not heed my mind; they did not heed my orders to die!

We have lost brothers! A voice screamed, This does not happen!

Calm yourselves, the first began again. We have gathered much flesh, and we do not know what has happened… A sense of suspicion filled his tone, we do not know if perhaps some among us are eliminating rivals, and claiming these Zetans did it!

A new wave of ships arrived, with a larger one in the center, tentacles the size of skyscrapers writhing angrily as the eldest of the Cephalo present sent a wave of pain through all present. Screeches of agony filled their minds as the creature established its authority, cowing all others into silence as it moved into the center of the fleet of living ships.

Y-You are not of the eldest! A voice protested weakly.

I am the eldest present, the newcomer said sternly, and I have learned a great many terrible things. The others backed away respectfully, letting him easily broadcast to all of them without interruption. Many of us were raised on tales of the abhorrent aberrations, those things which did not heed our ancestors commands. There was silence for a moment, then the creature spoke again, HUMANITY LIVES!

Everyone present broke into thoughtspeak so frantic that no one could hear their own mind. Mixtures of anger, disbelief, fear, defiance, and a dozen other emotions filled the heads of the Cephalo fleet.

We need to inform the Eldest!

This is too dangerous, we should retreat!

Bring the fight to them, destroy the humans!

I just wished for food; I will not risk my life here!

SILENCE! The elder Cephalo screamed. In warning his tendrils flared, glowing red as he prepared plasma weaponry to fire on any who did not heed his orders. The chatter died, and his rumbling laughter shook through all of their minds.

I have parsed the minds of several of the green species, Zetans, and I have devoured the mind of a human in their company… Whispers of excitement and admiration met this, The humans are a primitive offshoot of those our ancestors fought, they are confined to a single planet. An easy target for destruction, and carrying infinite honor to those who carry out the task!

Excitement replaced dread, as numerous Cephalos signaled their willingness to join the Eldest in his attack on the planet known as Earth. He basked in their adulation for a moment, before drifting to the edge of the system they had chosen to meet in.

Come then! Time is short. Humans are a weed upon the universe, if even a few are missed, they will beget many more! I will take one half of you to Earth, and the rest of you will go to exterminate these Zetans who have consorted with them. There is no time to consider any other course!

That seemed to end debate, and soon the Cephalo ships broke off into units, readying themselves to follow the established Zetan hyperlanes to the planets in question. All of them had ample knowledge of the Zetan routes, having consumed the minds of dozens of Zetans each, along with the ample meat that had been fed into their ships and servitors.

…

Delina’s orbital security was light compared to most Zetan worlds. It was far from any established borders, and the local police were more than enough to handle most of the public disorder that might have occurred in even the worst situations. Only four Cephalo ships entered the system, quickly destroying the outlying automated defenses as they moved towards the planet itself.

The Zetans on the sole orbital defense station quickly reacted to the threat, readying plasma weaponry and drone defenses… Until the wave of mental energies crashed into them. To their own horror, the crew of the defense station deactivated every defense drone, shortly before ending their own lives with the nearest weapon possible.

The pearly blue planet rotated below the squidlike ships, oblivious to their presence. The four young Cephalo sent waves of excitement to one another, encouraging their decision to descend lower into the planet’s atmosphere.

We will take this planet, one thought.

The meat will be taken fresh and unspoiled, thought another.

The group made their way towards the largest island chain, an archipelago which housed the most important Zetans and assets on the planet.

…

“We’re ready to go,” Nalia said, hefting a bag of weapons and medical supplies over her shoulder. “The important staff members have already begun their journey towards the shelter. Local security forces have given our ship a white flag, we can fly anywhere we want.”

“E-Excellent,” Keva stammered. “I suppose I just have one thing left to get…” she glanced towards her room.

Nalia’s eyes went wide, “Oh Stars above Keva, the universe is ending and you’re too embarrassed to admit you wronged a lover!?”

“This isn’t like I spurned him at a dance!” Keva snapped.

“No, you messed up a lot more than that,” Nalia snapped. “I’m going downstairs to the hovercraft, Tera and Elora are already there. If you aren’t there with Lucas in fifteen minutes, I’m coming back up here and taking both of you downstairs, regardless of what your relationship is like then.” She rubbed her temples angrily. “Goddess above, Stars, Keva, this is not the time to be acting like this!”

“But-“

“KEVA!” Nalia snapped. “Come down with Lucas, or don’t come down at all!” She scowled angrily as she made her way to the elevator, muttering under her breath the whole time.

Keva nodded slowly, her head feeling light as she glanced once more towards her bedroom. The pneumatic hiss of Nalia’s exit didn’t register as she tried to think of what she would say to her human lover.

…

There is something wrong! A Cephalo thought angrily. They disobey us!? I order death and I sense life!?

They waver, another raspy voice thought. Humans are on this planet, and we cannot pinpoint them…

Let us surface, and take the fight to them, as our ancestors of old did! Another screeched.

There is risk, one protested.

We own this universe, the other thought firmly. What masters of reality would fear to face a few distortions in our grand design?

The others agreed, and the four squidlike ships descended, broadcasting their foul and lethal mental waves with every meter they encroached into Delina’s atmosphere.

…

Nalia sat in the hovercraft’s driver’s seat. The two other Zetans in the backseat bickering as she gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white.

“It’s merely a drill,” Elora insisted. “These midwits are so wedded to procedure that they don’t trust us to simply react accordingly in a real emergency.”

“T-This is nothing like I’ve ever seen,” Tera squeaked, hugging her datapad closely.

“Genius is a heavy burden,” Elora muttered. “Nalia, you work with the elites, explain this to the accountant!”

“Quiet, both of you!” Nalia snapped. “This is NOT a drill!” She turned to Elora and Tera with a scowl, “Do you two want to know the truth? You’re both only going to survive this because Keva and Lucas like you!”

“Impossible,” Elora protested, “I’m a very important scientist!”

“You’re overpaid by a factor of ten percent,” Tera said with a giggle. “I have the math to prove it.”

“ OVERPAID!?” Elora roared. “Nalia, I demand Tera be left behind.”

Nalia was about to respond, when a strange buzzing sensation filled her head. She blinked, tried to ignore it, then nearly wretched in terror as her hand moved against her will, drawing her plasma pistol. With a squeak of terror she leveled it at Elora and Tera, her hand shaking.

“Stars,” Elora whispered, her eyes going wide. “I… I can’t move!”

“What’s happening!?” Tera shrieked. Against her will she grabbed Nalia’s gun, shoving the barrel into her own mouth as tears streaked down her face.

“AHH!” Nalia gritted her teeth, summoning all of her willpower to keep herself from pulling the trigger. Her other hand reached over to a button on the hovercraft’s dashboard, tapping a few commands which would disable all of the building’s security features, leaving them helpless.

…

The four Cephalo ships landed at the spaceport, not bothering to clear the runways and simply crushing the Zetan civilian ships beneath the bulk of their own vessels. The writhing tentacled ships opened fleshy sphincters, disgorging hundreds of their clawed servitors to shamble down onto the surface of Delina.

I sense the humans, a voice thought angrily. I try to order finality, and I am met with foul resistance!

We should destroy them from orbit! A panicking squid thought.

No, another thought angrily. I wish to see the humans myself! Order our servitors into the city, there will be ample fresh meat for them here…

…

Lucas looked up in alarm as the lock on his cage clicked open, the transparent wall sliding open with a his. He nervously stood up, looking around. There was no sign of Keva, and he frowned, listening to the odd quiet outside.

What’s going on? He looked up at a small datapad built into the wall near Keva’s bed. It normally displayed things like the time, the temperature, and the building’s security status. His eyes went wide as he saw that the building’s security had been entirely disabled. He stared at it for a moment, wondering if it could really be so easy. As if in answer, the door to Keva’s bedroom hissed open too.

No security feature at all? I could jump down to the floor and run right out of here… He glanced down at the floor, if there was one advantage of being small, it was that falls didn’t tend to hurt. He could be gone before anyone noticed.

A harsh buzzing interrupted his thoughts, and he looked up at the data screen again. His own small entertainment console was lighting up too, and he glanced at them as a Zetan in a military uniform filled the screen.

“My fellow Zetans,” the panicked woman shouted, “we are under attack, the enemy is everywhere, all outer systems have already fallen! The only protection against the attack is humans! You need to get as close to a human as possible, you need to-“ The woman looked up, then screamed. A clawed thing shambled into view and leapt at her. There was a quick flash of green plasma fire as more of the shambling things entered, and the broadcast soon ended.

“Holy shit,” Lucas whispered. The only protection against the attack is humans? He looked over to Keva’s door, his heart suddenly leaping into his throat. KEVA!

Without thinking Lucas leapt for the floor, feeling like was falling hundreds of feet before hitting the carpet with a grunt. He sprinted across the vast bedroom floor, his heart pounding. He made his way into the kitchen, looking up at the giant apartment in a panic.

Keva was standing in the kitchen, a look of fear on her face as she slid a large knife out of the nearby drawer. Time seemed to slow as she raised it to her own face, as if in  a trance.

“NO!” Lucas shouted, waving his arms as he ran to her. “KEVA DON’T!”

Keva gasped, looking down at him, “I-I can’t move!” she screamed. She pressed the knife against her neck, gasping as she felt herself preparing to slash it open… But then a moment later, her will returned, and she looked down at Lucas in wonder. She dropped the knife, letting it clatter to the floor as she flexed her own fingers, sighing with relief as they obeyed her once again.

“You could have run,” Keva said softly.

“No,” Lucas muttered as he stood between her feet, looking up. “I couldn’t have.”

She gave a small smile, “Thanks…” She reached into her pocket, aiming her shrink ray at him and hitting the “undo” setting. A moment later he was standing in front of her at his normal height, looking her in the eye. “I… I’m sorry for the way I acted,” she said, blinking away tears. “This… This is the end of everything, and I almost didn’t get to say that.”

“We’re not dead yet,” Lucas said with a grin. “Whatever’s going on, humans are immune to it, better yet? It sounds like you will be too, so long as you stay close to me.”

“Then let’s get out of here,” Keva said, taking his hand.

Lucas just gave her a dreamy smile as she led him out of the apartment, towards the elevator.

…

Nalia blinked, suddenly feeling control of her body return. Elora and Tera both looked at her fearfully, hugging each other tightly as they waited to see what she would do. With a sigh she holstered her pistol again, feeling her heart race as she tried to figure out what had just happened.

“What was that!?” Tera shrieked.

“S-Some kind of mental control,” Elora muttered.

“So what do we do if it comes back?” Nalia snapped.

“Die, I suppose,” Elora said numbly.

“Nalia!” Keva’s voice reached the three of them, and they turned to see her and Lucas running across the garage to them. They slid into the backseat of the hovercraft, and Keva leaned forward. “Whatever’s attacking us, if we stay near humans, we’ll be safe!” she said quickly, “it’s being broadcast everywhere!”

“Good thing we’ve got one then,” Nalia said with a grin. “Let’s get to the spaceport!”

…

The President of the United States looked at the map of Zetan attacks, sighing as his advisors moved through the underground bunker. From reports, none of the other nations were having any success at repelling the Zetans either, and it was only a matter of time before the entirety of mankind found itself enslaved, shrunk into playthings for the psychotic aliens.

“Sir,” an aide shouted, running into the room. “T-The leader of the aliens wants to speak with you!”

“We won’t surrender,” the president said dismissively.

“It’s not that,” the aide muttered. “It’s… Just put them on the video screen, please!”

The president sighed, talking with Admiral Shadowstar was always a grating experience. The green skinned woman variously gloated, threatened, and taunted him and other world leaders that spoke with her, and there was rarely anything productive to be accomplished by speaking to her. The familiar pointed eared green skinned woman appeared on the conference call screen as the other generals in the room looked up. Curiously it seemed that several other world leaders were on the call as well, equally confused.

“Ah, the American president is here, v-very good,” Admiral Shadowstar stammered.

“If you’re just calling to demand we submit again, the answer is still a fuck you,” the president snapped.

“No… I want to discuss peace terms,” The admiral said awkwardly. “Along with…” she gulped, “An alliance?”

The president blinked, and generals around the room murmured in surprise. “Why?” the president asked coldly.

“We are under attack by an unknown enemy,” Admiral Shadowstar explained. “They have some kind of mental weapon that can only be blocked by the presence of humans, this was discovered when several members of our fleet encountered them while keeping their pets-“

“Prisoners you mean?” The Chinese President asked angrily.

“ Prisoners, ” Shadowstar corrected nervously, “they were keeping their ah, prisoners, near to their persons.”

“So you want us to just forget the last year, join up with you to fight some aliens we’ve never met?” The UK Prime minister asked angrily.

The admiral’s voice nearly cracked as she spoke, “P-Please, you don’t understand how bad the situation is! They are going after our homeworld, they’re killing us in droves!”

“Good!” The Russian representative shouted, and he was met with a few cheers and shouted agreements.

The president scowled, “How do we know this isn’t a trick?”

Admiral Shadowstar frowned, “Are you suggesting that I would-“ she froze, an alarm going off on her starship somewhere. “Oh stars no,” she whispered.

“What?” the president asked tersely.

“T-They’re here!” Admiral Shadowstar shouted. “Bring all humans to the bridge, prepare for battle!”

“Sir, NORAD is detecting multiple unknown craft entering the atmosphere,” a general shouted from behind the president. “They are not Zetan in origin!”

“I-I’ll send ships,” Shadowstar said, trying to keep her voice steady.

“I’ll launch the nukes if a single one of your ships gets anywhere near American soil,” the president vowed. “I’ll-“

He stopped, gasping as a voice echoed through his very mind.

Abominations, aberrations, for too long humanity has polluted the very fabric of this universe, we will burn you away as we would weeds from a field!

The voice was angry, hateful, and impossibly loud. The president’s heart was still pounding as someone behind him gasped.

“T-They’re bombarding Sydney!”

“Beijing… it’s just gone! ” The Chinese president whispered.

“God help us all,” the American president whispered. He turned to Shadowstar, “Fine, we accept your alliance, stop them!”

“I don’t have enough humans to deploy my whole fleet,” the alien admiral said, “If I send a transport, can you order your subjects to board it?”

Several of the world leaders present began shouting orders to their staff. The president collapsed into a chair, turning towards his own generals. “What ground assets do we still have command over?” he asked finally.

…

The streets of Dilena were deserted, and it was almost eerily calm as the hovercraft zipped through the empty island city. Lucas looked out the window, grimacing at the occasional Zetan laying still on the sidewalk.

“The enemy, known only as the Cephalo at this time, is using a powerful mental attack,” a voice over the hovercraft’s radio explained. “The only defense is to be in close physical proximity to a human. The empress has temporarily suspended all human resizing laws, repeat energy shields an armor are not effective, being within a few hundred meters of a human is the only protection!”

“I have a feeling I’m going to be a really popular guy soon,” Lucas joked grimly.

“Goddess above,” Tera whispered, looking out the window.

“This is impossible,” Elora muttered, rocking back and forth slowly. “Z-Zetan minds are the most advanced in the universe, how could an alien species turn our own bodies against us like this?”

I guess she wasn’t as superior as she thought, Lucas chuckled to himself. It was cold comfort though, and a sense of dread was beginning to fill him.

I sense you human, the voice echoed in his head. He gasped, feeling a sense of revulsion fill him. Ah, you remember us, as we remember you!

“Who are you!?” Lucas snapped, looking around with a scowl.

“Who is he talking to?” Tera asked nervously.

Nalia scowled, “Lucas, this isn’t a good time to have a breakdown, especially since you’re the key to our survival here- STARS!”

She brought the hovercraft to a halt as she made a turn, her eyes going wide as she saw a massive army of shambling red fleshed things sprinting at them. Each of the things had a pair of shining talons, and a few waved them overhead angrily. Beyond the horde rose a tentacled thing, with shining red eyes that betrayed a diabolical intelligence. Lucas leaned forward, feeling an instinctive hate for it, a hate that went deep, into his very DNA.

“What is that!?” Elora screamed.

“It’s dead, is what it is!” Lucas shouted angrily. Before Nalia could react he’d reached for her holstered plasma pistol, snatching it from the bodyguard and throwing the door open. With a scream of defiance, Lucas exited the vehicle, squeezing off a dozen shots at the squidlike thing on the far side of the mob of servitors. It fell back with an angry screech that echoed through their minds, the servitors around it swarming forward angrily.

Lucas!” Nalia shouted, “Stop!”

He ignored her, his vision going red with rage as he started shooting at the wave of approaching monsters. He grunted as the bodyguard’s fist knocked the wind out of him, and a second later she was hauling him back into the hovercraft, slamming the door shut and then reversing away from the approaching aliens.

With a scowl Nalia turned around, grabbing the pistol away from him, “What in the void was that?” she snapped angrily, zipping between the buildings and quickly losing their pursuers.

“I don’t’ know,” Lucas panted. “I just… I just hated that thing so much…”

“Perhaps instinct,” Elora theorized. “Humans have evolved a very specific defense against these creatures, and your reaction indicates that you’ve encountered them before.”

“Not me,” Lucas muttered. “You guys are the only aliens I know.”

“They’re probably going to stay around the spaceport,” Keva sighed, “to keep us from escaping… What’s the range on this hovercraft Nalia?”

“It’s not the range I’m worried about,” Nalia said. “If we try to take the hovercraft over the water, we’ll be totally exposed if they simply take one of their ships up and blast us. I’m still not sure why they haven’t simply vaporized the city from space.”

“They’re here for Lucas,” Elora said, looking at him. “They want to do this up close, it’s personal.”

“The feeling’s mutual,” Lucas growled. The sheer vitriol he felt towards the squidlike aliens surprised him, whatever hostility he’d had towards the Zetans, it was nothing compared to this… Even the memory of the Cephalo was enraging him again.

I’ve got to calm down, he thought, breathing out slowly. I can’t go wild like that again.

“I think I can circle around them and get us to the spaceport,” Nalia muttered, taking another turn through the empty streets.

“If we can get into a Farash Interstellar transport ship, I’ll bet it could outrun these things,” Keva said eagerly. “Either our family’s ships can, or nobody can.”

The hovercraft zipped through a security checkpoint, past a pair of Zetan guards slumped over their stations, pistols still in hand. As the craft made its way along the cleared open space of the spaceport, the five of them looked up at the squid-like ships in awe.

“Just four of those ships was enough to conquer an entire planet of Zetans,” Keva whispered. “Do we have any chance?”

“I’ll die before I let them touch you,” Lucas vowed.

“Er… don’t take this the wrong way, but I’d prefer if you could live Lucas,” Elora said nervously, “I’d rather not have these things scramble my mind.”

“We’re all going to live!” Nalia snapped, bringing the hovercraft over to a sleek silver looking craft, roughly the size of a school bus.

“Why isn’t anyone from their ships noticing us?” Keva asked with a frown.

“Their ships are more like a suit,” Lucas said, “when the squids are out of them, they don’t move.”

“How do you know?” Nalia asked suspiciously.

“I have no idea,” Lucas said in a tired voice, “but I just do. ”

“Fascinating,” Elora breathed. “I would wager humans encountered these creatures long ago, and knowledge of them is encoded into your very DNA! When I have time I’d like to examine your-“

“Plan it later,” Nalia snapped, shutting the hovercraft off. “Everyone get in the shuttle!”

The five of them exited, and Nalia tapped a button on her wrist, causing the sleek shuttle to open with a hiss. A ramp extended from the back, and soon the Zetans were walking briskly on board.

If you lift off in that ship, we will blast it from the sky, human. Stay down here with us, let us gaze upon one another with our own eyes, as our ancestors did!

Lucas froze, looking back towards the city. The four Cephalo had returned, each with a mob of their chittering servitors surrounding them. He growled angrily, restraining his anger this time as he turned to face them.

“Lucas?” Keva whispered.

“Goddess help us,” Nalia gasped, seeing the approaching army. “Lucas, Keva, get on board now!”

“No,” Lucas snapped. “They’ll kill us all if we try to run.” He turned to Keva, “Stay on the ship. I’m going to go… deal with this.”

“By stars you will!” Keva swore, taking his hand in hers. “I’m going with you!”

“This is it then, isn’t it?” Nalia muttered, quietly walking to Keva’s side. Behind them Tera and Elora followed, and soon the five of them were face to face with the mob of clawed beasts, which slowly moved to surround him. Nalia’s hand rested on the pommel of her pistol, and a ragged laughter echoed through their minds.

Abandon the weapon, or we will let our servitors tear you to pieces.

“ Nalia,” Lucas said quietly.

The bodyguard looked like she’d just as willingly amputate her own arm, but with a scowl she pulled the pistol, slowly placing it on the ground and stepping away.

“We know each other, don’t we?” Lucas asked, clenching his fists.

Indeed human, we had thought you a myth, a thing told to us by our forebears to scare us as nymphs.

There was a hint of amusement to the voice this time, and the four squids slowly moved to the front of their ranks, eager to get a good look at him. Lucas’s eyes twitched angrily as one, more daring, lurched closer to him, letting the tip of its slimy tentacle touch his cheek. It recoiled as if shocked, rasping in a mixture of fear and excitement as its fellows gave a chortling laugh.

My curiosity is satisfied, one of the squids said finally. Prepare the green meat for processing, kill the human and burn the body, as the ancient stories said to.

“THERE THEY ARE! OPEN FIRE!”

Lancing bursts of plasma fire lit up the spaceport’s landing field, and the squids screeched angrily as everyone turned to see a group of a dozen or so Zetans emerging from an office building nearby, all with plasma rifles in hand. At their front was a familiar face.

Harris!? Lucas thought wildly

“Fuck you, you tentacled cunts!” His old neighbor shrieked, leading the charge as the Zetans, who appeared to be surviving security forces, joined him in the assault on the mob of alien servitors.

To our ships! One of the cephalon screamed, we will burn this rabble from the sky!

“We’ve got to stop them!” Lucas shouted, turning to Keva.

“I-I don’t have a weapon!” Keva stammered.

Lucas grinned, “your shrink ray! Quick, before they get away! If they die, their puppets die too!”

Keva’s eyes went wide as the world fell into chaos around them. Nalia dived for her own gun, sending green lances of fire out at the servitors before they could tear Elora and Tera to pieces. The world seemed to slow as Keva’s hand drifted into her pocket, bringing the small remote sized device to bear on the four fleeing aliens. They were close enough that it was easy, an impossible four shots to miss. *click* *zap* *click* *zap**click* *zap**click* *zap*.

Where before there had been four looming squidlike monstrosities, now a quartet of two inch tall creatures writhed angrily, looking up in confusion as they found themselves reduced in size.

What is this!? A squid thought angrily.

We are smaller!?

It matters not, the servitors will carry us-

A shadow fell over the four Cephalo, and their red eyes looked up to see the bottom of Keva’s sandal, a smug grin on her face. The sole descended, and there was a loud *squealching* sound as she slammed it into the pavement, crushing the four gelationous creatures in one swift stomp. Gritting her teeth, Keva ground her foot back and forth, spreading the green stain across the pavement.

All around them were *thuds* as the clawed servitors fell to the ground, without their masters to command them they were just so much meat. Lucas looked down at the pile of goo as Keva lifted her foot, and he nodded in approval.

“Ah, fuck,” Harris muttered, walking up to them with a plasma rifle slung over his shoulder. “I was really hoping I would get to kill one of those things.” He sighed as he looked angrily at Lucas, “You really screw up everything for me, you know that?”

“Sorry,” Lucas said, rolling his eyes.

One of the security officers with Harris looked around at the dead army of servitors, then at the crushed remains of the Cephalo. The wind blew through the empty spaceport ominously as she looked nervously to the two humans.

“Er… Thank you for assisting us, humans,” the security chief said slowly. “N-Now please hold still while I resize you back to your-“

“Absolutely not,” Keva sighed, stepping between Lucas and the security officer.

“Yeah, fuck that,” Harris agreed.

“It would seem unwise to reduce these humans until we know these Cephalo are all gone,” Elora said slowly.

“There could be another wave,” Nalia agreed. “I propose we all get on the shuttle and fall back to the bunker, as we’d planned.”

“You have a bunker?” one of the security officers asked eagerly.

“Yes,” Keva sighed. “We should go there, see how many people made it.”

Lucas felt a sense of relief wash over him as the security forces, and Harris, lowered their weapons. The rest of them made their way up the ramp, and as they lifted off Lucas glanced out at the now mostly dead city. As Nalia piloted them towards the bunker, he wondered what this would mean for humanity, for him, for Keva.

…

Surprisingly the bunker already had a number of other Zetans in it when they arrived, along with a few humans who were to thank for it. Keva had quickly taken control, reassuring everyone and making the decision to wait for signals from other Zetan worlds. For his part Lucas had simply gone to the room that he had been told he would share with her, simply waiting on the bed as he processed everything that had happened.

Keva joined him a moment later, sighing tiredly as she flopped next to him on the bed. “There’s not much to do now but wait,” she muttered. “Signals from other worlds indicate that at least a few of them have been able to fight these things off, and there’s a joint Human-Zetan force coming from Earth to relieve Zeta Prime.”

“A joint Human-Zetan force?” Lucas asked with a smirk.

“Human leaders have been convinced to help us, somehow,” Keva said with a smile. “It’s out of my hands… I just hope mother is okay.”

“She had a human pet of her own, didn’t she?” Lucas offered.

“I just hope she was close when they attacked,” Keva said, looking down.

“We’ll know soon,” Lucas said reassuringly. He shifted on the bed, sliding off of it and going down to Keva’s feet. With a smile he began rubbing them slowly, causing her to groan happily as his fingers slowly worked the day’s tension away.

“Now give them a kiss,” she ordered, smirking. He chuckled, bending over slightly and bringing the top of her foot up to his mouth. He planted a kiss on it, enjoying the way it made her giggle. “Once this is over, I’m going to shrink you down and make you cum on those feet so many times that you’ll pass out,” she said, grinning as her other foot moved into his lap, slowly going back and forth over his erection.

“Why not now?” he asked with a laugh.

“We’re not shrinking any humans until the danger is passed,” Keva sighed. “I’ll just have to enjoy your worship at this size… Although that’s not a bad thing in and of itself.” She grinned, “Come human, show your mistress how much you love her!”

As the pair embraced in the underground bunker, Lucas couldn’t have been happier.

Lucas lay on the beach, listening the surf as he stared at the rich blue sky overhead. There were a few vapor trails as Zetan spacecraft left the atmosphere, entering orbit. Some of those ships were carrying humans back to Earth, some no doubt were cargo vessels delivering much needed supplies to the ongoing fighting around Zeta Prime. Lucas didn’t let his mind lingering that though, instead enjoying the way the light clouds on the horizon floated lazily above the sea.

It was odd to walk around at his full size, to do whatever he wanted, after everything that had happened. While Keva had mostly been kind to him, he’d always been shackled to her, sometimes literally, when they left her penthouse.

“Enjoying the view?” Keva asked, walking up to Lucas and smiling as she glanced out at the horizon.

“Yeah,” Lucas said with a sad smile, “there’s not much to do in the city since… Well, you know.”

Keva nodded grimly. The small island city they’d lived on had lost over half of its inhabitants, without the close presence of humans, the Cephalo’s mental attacks had simply wiped out large swathes of the public in an instant. The cleanup had begun quickly, and Delina had been fortunate enough not to see any further incursions from the squidlike aliens. Still, many of the shops, offices, and clubs were empty, and would remain that way for some time.

“They’re actually reopening a small place I used to like to dance at,” Keva said, sitting next to him on the sand. “Tonight, I think, it used to have free drink nights for males. Maybe you should go?” She smirked, “If you wanted to do something without me… I’d understand, there’s always work for me to do these days anyway.”

“I don’t know if I want to go out and try to pick up girls,” Lucas replied, sitting up. “I’ve already got you, Nalia, Tera, and Elora, isn’t that enough?”

“Oh, you’ve got us, do you?” Keva chuckled. “From my perspective, we have you. And on that note…” She reached into her pocket, pulling out a small box. Lucas’s eyes went wide as she opened a small box, revealing a gold ring with a sterling yellow gemstone set in the center. “I believe that on Earth, you give someone a ring to propose marriage, correct?”

Lucas stared at her, mouth open in shock, “Y-Yeah,” he said after a minute. He cleared his throat, then grinned. “You know, usually the person doing the asking gets down on one knee.”

Keva laughed, “No, I’m adopting a few Earth gestures as a show of respect, but you will perform the traditional Zetan male’s acceptance of the offer.”

“Which is?” Lucas asked.

Keva stood up again, slipping her foot out of her sandal and pushing it towards his face with a grin. Lucas didn’t need to be told what was being asked, he grabbed her ankle, bringing her foot up to his lips and planting a kiss on the top. Keva squealed in delight, bending down to grab his hand and quickly slipping the ring onto it.

Lucas smiled, admiring the gemstone ring for a moment. Should I tell her that men on Earth usually just have a band? He glanced up at her excited face, and decided it didn’t matter, he wouldn’t have wanted anything else.

“Let’s go home,” Lucas said softly, standing up.

And it was his home now, he realized. The life he’d had on earth wasn’t a life at all, and while he’d come to this planet as a slave, no, less than slave, an exotic pet, it was the only place he’d ever felt truly connected to. The only place he’d ever felt loved…

Lucas and Keva walked, hand in hand, back to her apartment, back home.

…

Thanks to Lucas’s presence, the large apartment tower where Keva lived had enjoyed a higher survival rate than most of the city. The building was lit up as the sun set, a beacon of hope amidst the darkened windows that marred the beauty of the rest of the city.

Keva and Lucas were already in one another’s arms, kissing as they stumbled through the elevator doors and into the hallway. Keva fumbled with the door, finally pressing her hand onto it for the DNA scanner. It hissed open, and the giggling pair finally broke their kiss.

“I guess Lucas didn’t take you up on the offer to go out clubbing by himself?” Nalia asked, glancing up from the datapad she’d been reading from.

“My two favorite Zetans are right here,” Lucas laughed, “why would I go out?”

“Such a charmer,” Nalia laughed, glancing back down at the datapad. “Did he say yes?”

“Of course I said yes,” Lucas grinned. “What else would I tell her? No? I can’t even imagine it!”

“Nalia, put that thing down,” Keva whined, beckoning her to join them.

“Yeah, come relax with us,” Lucas laughed.

“These are the latest reports from Zeta Prime,” Nalia protested, holding the datapad up. “Combat reports from the final Cephalo in the system! I need to read about how the joint human-Zetan task force is doing, there are so many variables to consider, and the effectiveness of mixed combat units is-“

“It’s light years away,” Lucas cut in sternly. “Come on,” He winked at her suggestively, “I’m feeling kind of… primitive, tonight, my dumb human brain is leading me to overpower this poor helpless Zetan!”

“Oh no!” Keva said mockingly, holding her hand to her head as if fainting. “If only my brave bodyguard could help me stave off this rampaging human’s uncontrollable lust!”

“You two are idiots,” Nalia laughed, but she stood up anyways, stretching slightly before following the pair towards Keva’s bedroom, tossing the datapad to the couch for the evening.

Lucas and Keva play wrestled for a moment, ending with her pinning him to the bed as Nalia entered the room behind them, waving and signaling the door to shut with a quick pneumatic hiss. Keva rolled off of him with a laugh, enjoying the way his eyes followed her for a moment. With a quick tap of her wrist, both of their nanofabric suits vanished, receding up into his collar and her wristband respectively. Nalia tapped her own wristband, leaving the trio completely naked as the lights dimmed to match the setting sun outside.

“Wait, my nanosuit is still tied to your wristband!?” Lucas laughed.

“Yes,” Keva giggled, “and it’s going to stay that way! One never knows when I might want to show off my new human fiancé!” She crawled up the bed, sitting herself on the pillow behind him, raising her feet up for a moment to let him see her wrinkled green soles as she wiggle her toes, then slowly began to descend them onto his face. “Kiss them,” she ordered imperiously.

Lucas obliged, planting his lips on the soft skin, then running his tongue over the bottoms of her feet in a way that made Keva giggle. She sighed happily, drumming her toes over his face as she worshipped her feet, leaning back and closing her eyes for a few minutes as she enjoyed the sensation.

“What do we have here?” Nalia laughed, gripping his manhood as it became erect. She slowly began to pump her hand up and down his length, enjoying the way he spasmed, his attention divided between the playful way she was using his cock, and the woman with her feet planted firmly on his face.

“That’s it,” Keva giggled, “keep showing me that you know your place, under my feet!” She glanced down at Nalia and grinned, “You may bring him to climax,” she said imperiously, “he has pleased his mistress!”

“Oh, I may?” Nalia laughed. “Yes mistress!” she said, a hint of mockery in her voice.

Lucas stiffed as he felt her warm lips slide over the head of his cock, her moist tongue dancing up and down as she slowly brought more of his erection into her mouth. With a sensual moan, Nalia began bobbing her head up and down, slurping eagerly at his member, sending waves of pleasure up and down his spine as he struggled to keep kissing Keva’s feet.

“Hey!” Keva snapped, “don’t slow down with that tongue, or I’ll make Nalia stop!”

Lucas quickly leaned up again, running his tongue along the alien woman’s soles. Keva giggled, glancing down at Nalia’s fervent assault on his manhood, and for a moment she wondered if she could even convince her friend to slow down if she’d wanted to.

With a gasp that tickled the bottoms of her feet, Lucas finally came, and Keva grinned triumphantly, pressing down gently, but forcefully, and driving his head into the bedspread as her feet playfully pushed his head back and forth. Further down the bed, Nalia was sucking eagerly as he shot his seed into her mouth, savoring the flavor and not letting up until ever last drop had been milked out of him. With a wet popping sound she lifted her head up, grinning and licking her lips.

“It’s so primal to swallow a male’s seed,” Nalia muttered.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure Lucas well let you have as much as you want,” Keva laughed, finally lifting her feet off of him and rolling to his side.

“Sure, help yourself,” Lucas said dreamily.

“Hmm… it seems he needs a minute,” Nalia muttered, playfully flicking his manhood as it softened slightly. She glanced up at Keva, a slow grin coming over her face, “luckily I do have someone else I could play with!”

Keva gulped, “L-Lucas, help your mistress!” She squeaked in surprise as Nalia crawled up the bed, quickly pinning her down with a kiss. A moment later she’d rolled over, Keva on top of her and locked in her embrace. A loud *slap* rang out, followed by a Keva’s quick squeak of pain as Nalia spanked her roughly.

“Damn,” Lucas muttered. Watching the two women wrestle was already bringing him back to full mast, and, and as Nalia broke the kiss, she noticed, smirking. “Aw, want to join us?” she offered.

“Yes please!” he said excitedly.

“Good,” the bodyguard said, pinning Keva to the bed with a smirk, “get down there and kiss my feet while I play with Keva here!” She saw his expression and laughed, “Don’t worry, we’ll get back to you in a minute…”

Lucas nodded, crawling down the bed and beginning the same worshipful adoration, this time of Nalia’s feet, causing her to chuckle overhead. Her hand drifted down between Keva’s thighs, and she made eye contact with the other Zetan, who was helpless in her arms as she slowly began to slide her fingers into her wet pussy. Nalia grinned, letting her fingers drift over Keva’s clitoris, making her mewl in pleasure.

“There we go,” Nalia growled, forcing Keva to a thunderous orgasm that made her shudder. Nalia just laughed, hugging her close and enjoying the sensation of Lucas’s kisses against her feet, with her lover in her arms, and a comely male worshipping her toes, she was in heaven. She sighed for a moment, then glanced down at Lucas. “You really are the best foot-boy a girl could want,” she chuckled, lifting her leg up and patting his head affectionately with her foot.

“W-We should probably do something for Lucas next,” Keva stammerd, still recovering from her orgasm.

“Yes, we should,” Nalia growled, pushing Keva off of herself, grinning as she reached down to spread her glistening lips open in an inviting gesture. “You’re already hard again, aren’t you?” she asked.

“Yes ma’am!” Lucas said excitedly.

“Hey, I’m the one who proposed to him today!” Keva said indignantly, “I should get to ride him first!”

“Normally yes,” Nalia said, licking the last of Keva’s juices off her finger, “but I’m the only one who hasn’t gotten off yet, so you’ll wait your turn!”

“Can’t argue with that,” Lucas grinned, climbing up the bed and positioning him over her.

“Come here human,” Nalia growled, clasping his bottom and forcing him into her. He grunted in pleasure as her hips rocked against his, their motions shaking the bed as Keva watched excitedly, idly fingering herself as she enjoyed the show. Nalia was much stronger than Keva was, and although he was on top, the amazonian alien easily maneuvered him to her own speed. He felt himself start to sweat as she bit her lip, groaning excitedly as she forced him in and out of herself, her womanhood rising up to meet him as if it were hungry.

“That’s it! Fuck him!” Keva groaned excitedly, leaning forward as their motions reached a fever pitch.

A moment later Lucas spasmed in pleasure, feeling Nalia clenching below him as they reached climax at the same time. The alien woman exhaled excitedly, laying her head back as he collapsed onto her, panting.

“Magnificent,” Nalia muttered, pushing him off of her and leaving him once again between the two Zetans.

“Stars, our honeymoon is going to be so fun,” Keva muttered, looking at the two of them. “Delina is a nice enough planet, but what about someplace with mountains? I wouldn’t mind a little snow…”

“You’ll have to buy the entire bridal party winter coats,” Nalia warned.

Lucas blinked, “Wait, why?”

“They’re coming with us, of course,” Keva said, laying down and draping herself over him.

“Uh, I figured Nalia would,” Lucas said slowly, “but-“

“Oh don’t worry, it’ll probably just be Elora and Tera,” Keva giggled.

“ Just you, Nalia, Elora, and Tera,” Lucas chuckled, “I’m sure it will be easy to keep all of you entertained.”

“Don’t worry Lucas!” Keva said excitedly. “I know you might take a little longer than a Zetan male to be ready again, but now that relations with Earth are normalizing, we’ve been doing some technology exchanges! The humans actually have a wonderful pharmaceutical that we hadn’t discovered, can you believe that?”

“Uh, really?” We actually had something you never invented?” Lucas asked nervously.

“Yes!” Keva squealed, “It’s called viagrow, or something like that, I can’t remember, but it’s said to give males of either of our races a lot more stamina!”

I need to work on my cardio, Lucas thought, chuckling as he lay his head back on the pillow.

…

The Faresh Interstellar factory on Delina’s surface was bustling with activity. Keva stood in her flowing black nanofabric dress, watching the assembly line from the grand viewport in the management office, Tera and Elora at her side while Nalia stood at her post by the door.

Lucas was of course suspended from her silver necklace, reduced to a few inches tall and nestled between the massive green globes of her breasts. It was warm, soft, and surprisingly comfortable, and every few moments his goddess of a fiancé would reach down and stroke his tiny body affectionately.

“Er… Miss Farash,” Tera said slowly.

“You can call me Keva,” She laughed. “After all we’ve been through together at this point, the formality seems a little forced.”

“Right, Keva,” Tera said. “I see that Lucas is still suspended as a piece of jewelry, he was informed he can be returned to Earth, right?”

“I know!” Lucas shouted with a grin, “but I don’t want to leave!”

“Oh thank the stars,” Elora breathed, “for a few days I was worried he’d leave like the other one did.”

“On that note,” Tera said, holding up her datapad, “Harris wanted you to know that he blames you for everything Lucas.”

“Everything?” Lucas asked incredulously.

“He said you got him shrunk and captured twice, then ruined his plan to defeat the Cephalo,” Tera finished, giggling as she saw Lucas’s reaction.

“I guess some people are assholes no matter what,” Lucas muttered.

“Back on topic, how is the factory re-tooling going?” Keva asked.

“We’ve refitted everything we can to military hardware,” Tera said, handing Nalia a datapad. “That’s likely all the fleet will be ordering for some time, but I recommend we keep at least a few luxury starships in production. This war will end, and there will be rich Zetans, and maybe even humans, who want new ones. I’m sure the new Empress will want to continue your family’s relationship with the royal family. I think your mother would… Oh, I’m sorry,” Tera trailed off.

Keva was silent for a moment, and the other three Zetans turned away uncomfortably. Keva’s mother had been missing in action since the initial Cephalo attack, leaving her as the de facto head of the company.

“I’m sure they’ll find her,” Lucas said. “There’s probably just a lot of chaos still going on back on your home planet…”

“Yes, yes of course,” Keva said, clearing her throat. “I’m sure that Mother will turn up soon, likely with a lecture for all of us about how we’ve done this completely wrong!” Everyone chuckled with her, but there was a hint of unease to it.

“I’ve heard there is a bid going out for anti-matter production?” Elora asked hopefully, “I’ve always wanted to get involved in that…”

“Anti-matter?” Keva asked with a frown. “Where did you hear that? The only time that stuff gets used is to build wormholes…”

“Maybe there’s one being planned?” Elora asked hopefully. “I know most of my expertise is anti-pollution and chemical safety, but I’m sure that, if there is a project that big coming, they could use someone like me?”

“If I hear anything about wormholes, I’ll be sure to keep you in mind,” Keva said with a small smile.

…

As had become usual, Tera and Elora joined the three of them in Keva’s hovercraft, riding in the back seat while Nalia drove them across the sapphire blue ocean. For his part, Lucas had been unclasped from the necklace, and was now being fawned over and played with by the three green women in the backseat.

“Give him here!” Tera giggled, snatching the tiny man out of Keva’s grip. She licked her lips, then planted a massive kiss across his torso, causing him to wince and smile as it tickled.

Elora took him next, still giving him that smug and superior smirk as she dangled him in front of her giant face by one arm. “To think, such a primitive race was our salvation…” She chuckled, slowly rotating him as she examined his body, “that mind of yours is truly amazing, you saved us all… Right now though, I’m more interested in your physical form!” She laid him down on her other hand, using the tip of her finger to slowly massage his crotch through his nanofabric outfit. He groaned with pleasure, and it didn’t take long before his erection was rising under her methodical movements, causing the scientist to grin. “I’d like to collect a few DNA samples later,” she said in a taunting voice. “If you wouldn’t mind.”

“S-Sure, anything for science, right?” Lucas joked.

“Exactly!” Elora said, her eyes lighting up. “I knew from the moment I saw this one Keva, he’s a superior human, a super human, if you will!”

“My little super human,” Keva giggled, taking him from Elora and smirking as she saw the tent in the crotch of his nanofabric outfit. She lowered him down to the carpeted floor of the vehicle, sliding her foot out of her sandal and raising it over him. He was pinned between the carpet and her soft sole as she slowly slid it over him, the sensuous smell of her perfume lingering in his nostrils. Slowly, carefully, she put pressure on him, sliding her foot over his entire body, enjoying the tickling feeling of the tiny human squirming underfoot. The other Zetans gathered around excitedly, and even Nalia glanced back over her shoulder, an amused smirk on her face.

“Come on! I want to see his face when he pops!” Tera cheered excitedly.

“There is something oddly fascinating about a male’s face just at the moment of orgasm,” Elora muttered.

“Give them a show Lucas,” Nalia chuckled, turning back towards the front as they neared the island.

Finally he looked up to Keva, who just grinned, shooting him one final wink before the back and forth motion of her soft sole forced him to orgasm. Her foot pinned him harder, increasing the pressure and preventing his throes of pleasure from amounting to anything as he gasped in pleasure.

“Good boy,” Keva said, leaning back in her seat as the other Zetans clapped, and laughed.

…

The next day began with news that Zeta Prime had been completely liberated, and, in a celebratory mood, Keva had ordered a day off for her entire company. Tera and Elora had spent the previous night in the penthouse’s guest room, and had joined them all for breakfast as they watched the large holographic display of the victory parades on Zeta Prime.

Lucas hadn’t been regrown that night, having slept tucked snugly into Keva’s underwear after a long night of debauchery with all four Zetans. He was still tiny now, pressed underneath Keva’s sandal as she and the others excitedly watched the festivities.

“Here come the human volunteer forces,” A zetan announcer said. The five of them watched as columns of human soldiers, many with Zetan plasma weaponry, marched through the streets of Zeta Prime. Flags from dozens of countries flew from their banners, and the Zetans cheered on the warriors of a race that, mere weeks ago, they’d been trying to enslave. Behind them Zetan hovercraft, black and ominious looking, hovered along, the white star of the Zetan Empire flying from their own flags.

Zeta Prime itself was a mass of what had once been sleek and shining buildings, now with many covered in jagged holes, melted in places, or simply smashed to pieces. It was clear from what Lucas could see that the city had experienced heavy fighting, and he wondered how many Zetans had been killed.

It has to be pretty bad, he thought grimly. This thing has only been going for a few weeks, but they killed tens of millions of humans, and god knows how many Zetans… The official reports were that between ten and twenty percent of the Zetan citizenry had been lost, a mind boggling number to think about when the size of their empire was taken into account. The destruction would take decades to rebuild, and while it was a day of celebration, there was a haunting air to it all.

“Goddess,” Tara breathed, “look at how much destruction there is in the city!”

“The Cephalo bypassed or destroyed most of the orbital defenses,” Elora said softly. “The fleet couldn’t even engage them until the humans from Earth arrived.”

Keva looked down at the floor, catching Lucas’s eye. She gave him a sad smile, and he returned it, hoping it comforted her. With a sigh she looked back up, and they all went quiet as the new Zetan Empress, Anaya Brightstar, marched up to a large podium, her human consort following behind her.

This new empress was young, maybe a year or two younger than Keva, and she looked around at the wreckage of the city with a look as if she was about to cry. The human man following behind her didn’t look much older, he was thin, scrawny almost, and with curled red hair and blue eyes. He gripped her hand, squeezing it and giving her a reassuring smile. With a sigh, the empress began to speak.

“My fellow Zetans,” she said, “I am Anaya Brightstar, your new Empress…” She choked back a sob, “I didn’t ever expect to hold this crown, I had older sisters, and a mother who was young and healthy…” She looked to the human next to her, and smiled, “Like many of you, I had a human who was my pet, a human who risked everything to come to my aid when the Cephalo entered our atmosphere… Where all of our technology and military might failed, Leonard saved me…” She cleared her throat, blinking away a tear, and facing the crowd again. “After all of the indignities, atrocities, and crimes we perpetrated on the human race, they still flew across the stars to save us, not just here, but across the entire Empire.”

The crowd began to cheer, and a loose chant of “EARTH, EARTH, EARTH,” began.

“These are the same people that wanted Earth subjugated a month ago,” Nalia muttered.

“I’m sure the crowd was selectively chosen,” Elora mused. “Not all Zetans are happy about this new alliance.”

“You’re so cynical!” Keva scowled. “Maybe we’re finally changing as a people? Like you’ve always said we should?”

“It’s going to be a rough few years, decades even,” Tera sighed sadly.

On the holographic display the empress quieted the crowd, “I am pleased to announce that the Zetan Empire has entered into an alliance with the United Earth Government, and all the signatory human nations, and it is my vow that, while we can not undo all the damage we have done, we will do all that we can to restore Earth to its former glory, and more! Earth will have its own fleets, its own factories, and as the ultimate sign of friendship, I have ordered a wormhole constructed from the Zeta Prime system to the Sol System and Earth!”

The crowd on the screen cheered again as Elora jumped up excitedly, “I knew it! A wormhole! There hasn’t been a new one in almost sixty years! I’ve got to get on that project!”

Lucas tapped on Keva’s toe, getting her attention, “Why don’t you guys build more wormholes?” he asked curiously.

“A hyperlane like you came in on just needs to be charted and perhaps controlled,” Keva explained. “A wormhole is instantaneous, but the cost is…” She grimaced, “Well, let’s just say that the next three generations of Zetans are going to be taxed to pay for this. We’ve only built three since discovering the technology.”

“And it’ll be worth every credit,” Nalia said with a nod, “All the star cruisers in the universe won’t matter if we don’t have humans nearby.”

“And that is not the only thing that shall tie our two people’s together,” The empress’s voice boomed again. The crowd was looking at her with confusion now, and the five of them in Keva’s living room watched intently. The young empress turned to Leonard, her human lover, and grinned excitedly, “Leonard has agreed to become my husband, and the new Prince-Consort of the Zetan Empire!”

The crowd went silent, and even in Keva’s living room you could hear a pin drop. Leonard himself was red faced, and looked slightly surprised, looking from her, to the crowd, and then seemingly to those watching as his gaze stared into floating cameras that were broadcasting the moment across dozens of star systems and even Earth itself.

Finally Leonard stepped forward, approaching the small microphone with a nervous grin, “Uh, hi… I didn’t know she was going to announce that now…” He cleared his throat, “I’m not an important or impressive guy, I’m sorry about that, but I do love Anaya, and I promise I’ll always do my best for all of you!”

The crowd erupted into cheers, and the new rulers of the Zetan Empire embraced.

“D-Did a human just become our new Prince Consort!?” Tera squeaked.

“It would appear so…” Elora muttered. “I do believe we’ll soon have some firsthand data about the proposed genetic compatibility between our races.”

“That’s going to piss a lot of the wrong people off,” Nalia sighed. “She might be the last member of the Royal Family left, but that girl just stepped into a world of hurt. There’s already some group calling itself Zeta Forever opposed to treating humans as equals, let alone allies…

“Who cares?” Keva said, scrunching her toes over Lucas with a grin. “I’m marrying a human too, and I don’t care what any of those people think!”

“You’re important, ” Nalia sighed, “but you’re not an empress. It’s an entirely different level of power and influence.”

There was a beeping, and an alert appeared in the corner of the news broadcast. Keva glanced at it, then gasped. “M-Mother!?” She stood up, causing Lucas to grunt as her whole weight was suddenly on his shrunken form. “Answer call!” she shouted.

They all looked on in stunned surprise as Keva’s mother appeared on the screen. She was sitting in what looked like a hospital bed, an IV in her arm and several burn marks on one arm, and cuts on the other. Her once perfect hair was a mess of tangles, and she had bloodshot eyes, but she did manage a smile as she saw her daughter.

“Keva,” she said slowly, “I’m glad to see you made it, I was so worried… Did Nalia and your human keep you safe?”

“They did!” Keva said excitedly. “What happened to you? I have so many questions-“

“Stop,” her mother rasped, wincing in pain as she tried to sit up. “As I’m sure you’ve noticed, I witnessed the Cephalo landing. My human, I think I told you about her, she’s a woman named Aliyah, I resized her as soon as we heard the broadcast about the immunity. We nearly made it to my personal shelter, but one of their ships hit my hovercraft. I would have died in the flames if Aliyah hadn’t dragged me to safety, as it is they’ve had me unconscious for weeks while they’ve replaced most of my organs and given me skin grafts…” She smiled weakly, “I would have liked to thank Aliyah, but she was on her way back to Earth by the time I woke up… I’m going to track her down and thank her one of these days, by the Goddess I don’t care if I have to search every inch of that planet.”

“Of course mother,” Keva nodded, clearing her throat. “I’ve been re-gearing our factory on Dileena to military operations, but maintaining our luxury line-“

“There will be time for all of that when I’m stronger,” her mother sighed. “I’m so glad you decided you wanted a human, I’ve gained a respect for that race, I think a lot of people have…” She frowned, “Keva, where is Lucas?”

Keva blushed, then slowly pointed down at her foot. Keva’s mother frowned, leaning closer to the camera, then going wide eyed.

“Uh, hi?” Lucas said sheepishly.

“Keva, did you shrink your human and use him as a sandal ornament!?” her mother thundered.

Keva went rigid, “N-No! Well, yes, but he-“

“After that poor human risked his life saving you,” her mother chastised, “you’ve gone right back to treating him like a toy!”

“Miss!” Lucas shouted, grunting as he forced his way out from under her foot, “I’m down here by choice, I promise!”

Keva’s mother, pursed her lips, “Keva, is this true?”

“Yes!” Keva sighed, “he likes being… handled, at small sizes! Ask anyone here!” she gestured around the room, and the other three zetans all nodded, Nalia in particular fighting a smirk of amusement.

Great, now my potential mother in law knows what a freak I am, Lucas thought wryly.

“Well,” Keva’s mother sighed, “So long as you’re not being mistreated. I want to try to make up for all of this… Until I recover, I want you to find these Human Appreciation Societies I’ve heard about, see if you can support them.”

Keva giggled a little, “I’ve actually been supporting them for months mother.” Seeing her mother’s surprised look, Keva decided to continue. Kneeling down, she pulled Lucas out, holding him in her hand and letting him stand on her open palm as they faced her mother. “I’ve been in love with Lucas for a long time,” she said slowly, “I’ve been looking for a way to tell you.”

“And do you love her, Lucas?” Keva’s mother asked, her eyes sparkling with some amusement.

“I do Miss,” he said, nodding. “We’re uh… We’re getting married.”

“Excellent,” Keva’s mother muttered, “We’ll do it on Zeta Prime once some reconstruction has gotten underway, given the Empress’s own recent announcement that she’s marrying a human, she’ll almost certainly attend as a show of support!” She clapped her hands, an eager grin coming over her face, “This is an absolute coup Keva, good work!”

“Uh, well we weren’t really thinking about the business side of things,” Keva said slowly.

“I guess the elder Farash hasn’t changed that much,” Nalia chuckled.

The Zetan in question scowled as she looked at her IV bag, “My painkillers are starting to kick in again,” she muttered. “I’ll be out in a few minutes, Keva darling, I love you…” she yawned, “I will be coming to visit you soon, as soon as I’m able to travel.”

“I love you too mother,” Keva whispered as the video terminated. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she smiled, snuggling Lucas to her cheek. “And I love you too Lucas!”

“Thanks!” Lucas wheezed.

She released him, giggling at his expression as she slowly tucked him into the cleavage of her dress, burying him between the twin globes of her breasts. He didn’t fight the force of gravity, letting it slide him lower into the warm valley as he closed his eyes, enjoying the soft embrace as Keva gently tucked him away.

“I don’t believe it,” Nalia said, chuckling softly, “everything actually worked out for the best, didn’t it?”

“I think so,” Keva smiled, enjoying the way Lucas squirmed inside of her dress as she walked to the bedroom. “You three can decide what we’ll have for Lunch, I want some time alone with Lucas.”

…

Lucas stared up at the enormous green skinned goddess before him, spreading her legs and using two fingers to part the lips of her womanhood with an eager grin.

“And you’ll regrow me after this?” he asked with a smirk.

“Maybe,” she said with a wink, “now come here!” she reached for him with her free hand, gripping his body and bringing him towards her glistening slit. With a groan of pleasure she forced him inside, falling back as she slid his body inside up to his shoulders.

Lucas felt her tight tunnel grip him from all sides, her juices lubricating his journey as she forced him inside of her. The shudders of pleasure that his body caused her were like earthquakes at his size, and held his breath as the thick scent of her arousal filled his senses. His body was slid in and out, Keva’s tempo increasing and her breathing becoming ragged as she used him as her personal sex toy.

“Oh stars,” Keva groaned, “that’s it!”

Her heartbeat was like a drum all around Lucas as she came, and a rumbling wave of pleasure shook his body as Keva’s orgasm rocked his world. Her soft walls squeezed him from all sides, and Lucas felt as if the wind was knocked out of him as her womanhood pummeled him everywhere at once.

Finally Keva relaxed, her inner muscles going slack and releasing him to slowly slide out. He was covered head to toe in her juices, his vision still slightly blurry and his ears ringing as she reached to pick him up.

“Sorry,” she said sheepishly, “I guess that one was a little strong…”

“It’s fine,” he laughed.

She lay him between her breasts, folding her arms behind her head, as Lucas relaxed between the green hills. “I suppose we should join the others for lunch,” she sighed.

“I’m not hungry yet,” Lucas replied. “Let’s just stay here for a few more minutes?”

“Okay,” Keva giggled, pressing her breasts together and hiding him from view before he could protest.

…

Finally back at full size, Lucas sipped on a Zetan cocktail with a fruity taste. The view from Keva’s balcony was magnificent as always, and Keva was at his side as they watched a freighter full of military weapons take off on the horizon.

“That one’s going to Earth,” Keva said with a smile.

“I’m still not sure if it’s a good idea to give the humans all of our technology,” Elora said hesitantly.

“We need to get their planet industrialized as soon as possible,” Tera said with a sigh. “The Zetan Empire and Earth will both fall if we don’t work together.”

“Let’s just hope everyone remembers that, and maybe someday we’ll all be friends,” Nalia mused.

“I think we can make it work,” Lucas said with a smile, leaning in to give Keva a kiss just as the spaceship left the atmosphere.