(Warning cringe and violence ahead)

'You have to pay attention to where you are going, map it out, just in case.' My brain warns me and with a groan I look up. My eyes widen, I expected narrow passages, smoke spurting from pipes, the inside of a machine-esk look but instead it was like a pristine building's hallway. Doors slide open as we entered what looked like a clinic. The alien covers me so that I can't see anymore, making my heart beat harder while I wait. I jump when I hear a terrifying growling noise and then an even deeper rumbling coming from the alien holding me. This goes on for a while and then we're moving again. 

I wince as suddenly light stabs my eyes, squinting until they adjust I realize I'm in a smaller room. The alien holding me sits me down on a table, I keep a death grip on his claw, 'No way am I letting him abandon me again.' But I'm too scared to look at him. He makes a rumbling noise in his throat and tries to carefully pull my hand from his claw only making me wrap my body around it. While struggling to separate himself from me without hurting me what looks like a doctor comes in. I instinctively looked away, eyes wide from what I saw. A human-like face cold and sharp, with wolf-like eyes, but then gloriously large, dragonfly wings behind it. 

A shiver goes up my spine when it speaks, it’s voice is like ice in my veins. I whimper, hugging the aliens' claw tighter. 

“Don’t leave me,” I beg, “please.” The doctor talks to the alien for a short time and then to my surprise makes an amused snort. I glance at him and when he’s turned away, openly gawk at his wings. They are like colored glass and he keeps them folded neatly against his back now that he is in a cramped room. I flinch as he turns around with a needle, turning my head to the expressionless mask of my self-decided protector. ‘For all I knew he could slice me open if I annoy him.’ He turns me towards the doctor lifting my chin. When I see how big the needle is I tremble especially since it was going straight towards my neck. The liquid was a metallic shimmery blue. ‘What was going to happen? Was this going to kill me?’ I struggle away from it but the alien just tightens his grip, holding me perfectly still. The doctor grabs my neck and plunges in the syringe before I can even think through all the options. I gag, letting out a scream as it immediately burns then my body goes limp and I lose consciousness. 

I wake up in a cold sweat panting heavily. My throat burns with a passion. Gasping, I try to sit up in the dark but my stomach lurches and I swallow desperately to keep down the bile rising in my throat. I lay still as my head swims, swallowing miserably. ‘I must have gotten beat up again, why can’t I remember anything?’ 

“Help, is anyone there?” ‘This is when I find out I’m stuffed in a trunk isn’t it?’ I moan miserably as suddenly the vertigo gets worse, it’s like someone is sucking my brain out of my skull but it’s spinning during the process. “Help…” I whimper. I resist as long as I can but eventually I just roll over and let myself throw up. I gag in agony as it goes on and on for what seems like forever. The blue metallic liquid in my vomit glows and it’s surrounded by a suspicious reddish-brown color. My throat still burns but I feel a lot better now that the nausea and vertigo is gone. Spitting to clear my mouth of the disgusting rotten egg and milk taste I scoot away from the vomit. ‘Where am I? I remember a shot and then passing out and oh my gosh I’ve been kidnapped and now I’m on a spaceship!’ 

Panting I start to stand up and a splitting headache throws me back down to the ground. I grab my head wailing and then it’s gone like it was never there. ‘Okay,’ I think panting, ‘Don’t stand.’ I reach out my hand and crawl along the wall. ‘I’m in a small room.' Comforting myself by tucking myself in a corner I slowly, carefully touch my neck where the needle went. I gasp as my fingers brush metal, ‘a collar.’ I grip it gritting my teeth, ‘I’m a pet!’ Even worse the longer I’m awake the more I can sense that the room is empty and feel the chain attached to my collar leading to what feels like the center of the room. 

I tug it then take a deep breath. ‘I need water. Do they know that humans need water every day? What if they didn’t need food or water for weeks and then they accidentally killed me?!’ 

“Think.” I say out loud. ‘That’s right panicking won’t get you anywhere. They’ve been kidnapping children from schools all over the world for months, by now they would know how often we needed food and water.’ I focus on calming my breathing. ‘All I can do is wait.’ I try to fall asleep but I’m wide awake as though I’ve been sleeping for days which leaves an anxious feeling in my stomach. ‘What if you call for help.’ I think. ‘Or listen at the door.’ I consider if I was bored enough to do so. 

‘Not really.’ I lay my head against the wall, ‘if it’s the same day then it’s the weekend normally I’d be studying. I rarely hung out with anyone my age mostly because it was obvious that I was the bullies whipping boy.’ I shift and find that I’m especially stiff. Rubbing my arms I feel as though my hair is standing on end. I’m not cold, maybe there is a current running through the room, who knows on an alien spaceship. I rub my legs and find that my hair there is doing the same thing. 

A shiver goes up my spine and the hair on the back of my neck stands up as the door swishes open. I don’t know what I was expecting but it wasn’t my alien, ‘I wonder where he went and why he abandoned me here?’ Fear freezes me and my thoughts as, what I originally thought was the doctor from before, gets on all fours and stalks towards me silently. I cower and watch out of the corner of my eye, ‘it’s a giant wolf. But obviously not-wolf’ I take in grey-ish blue fur and an almost humanoid body. I close my eyes with a shudder unable to handle anymore, the last thing I see are large red eyes. 

‘Is that why they were kidnapping children? To feed them to these giant wolves!’ The wolf sniffs me and I let out a whimper of fear. It makes a satisfied rumbling noise and I gasp somehow recognizing it. 

“Alien!” I gasp turning slightly towards the wolf. It growls and I lower my body to the ground exposing my stomach and neck. ‘What the heck?’ I think but it came so naturally that I just assume it was from reading about wolves. It sniffs me again and with my eyes shut tight I let out another frightened whimper. 

“Open your eyes human I want to see your submission in them.” His voice comes out of my collar as he speaks in a weird growly language. I shiver violently as I open my eyes, my body screams not to, and I yelp barely able to keep eye contact with him for longer than a second. His red eyes blaze with superiority. 

“Don’t hurt me,” I plead. 

“Look at me,” He demands again. Trembling, I steel myself and look at him. I feel my eyes widening slowly as I force myself to stare into the deep and ever deepening pools of red. Fear washes over me in waves and I feel tears fill my eyes. 

“I can’t.” I sob and look away shaking. 

He says nothing as I continue to cry and then touches my collar with his claw, it lights up and he orders, “Tell me your name, age, and occupation.” Again his translated voice came through my collar. I take a few breaths still seeing his eyes in my mind's eye. 

“M, my name is,” I’m speaking and the collar echoes my voice in the growly language. “Sylvester Chance Farmhand. I’m sixteen. My uh occupation was a student...I’m your pet or slave now, right?” I made my question as meek as possible but I’m burning with the need to know my fate. He growls as I look up. I cover my face quickly. 

“Yes, you are mine but I need to mark you officially so that others will know.” I have a really bad feeling that that didn’t mean a name tag with his name on the back. 

“M...Master how do you mark pets?” I chose to say pet rather than slave, it made me feel a little better. I spent my whole life bowing my head to other “masters”, some humiliating me in public or for their friends. I stifle the feeling of success when he makes the happily rumbling noise. 

“You will be my first so I will be careful with you.” 

“Your-” I’m cut off as he pins me down.

I can’t move. He's so heavy I can’t breathe. I feel frozen and completely helpless under his red gaze. It’s as though it was sucking the strength and willpower to struggle out of me. He removes my collar and I gasp desperately for air as he opens his mouth. Saliva drips on my neck. 

“N, no,” I whimper as he slowly bites down. My body finds the strength somewhere to lurch when his teeth break the skin, I scream. And then it was over. Crying of fright I hold my hand to the shallow wound and tremble pushing myself deeper into the corner but he wasn’t done yet. 

He easily pins me down again, “lift your shirt,” he orders. My soft stomach shrinks with fear. 

“M, my organs are right beneath the skin,” I whimper. 

“Now!” He snaps and I flinch obeying. He marks me just as gently as the other one. “Now your pants,” He orders. I instinctively cover myself. 

“I can’t!” He licks the blood from my stomach which actually felt really good to the point I was blushing, now I definitely couldn’t take off my pants, then he licks my neck and my body shudders, heating up. I don’t want him to stop. “Please don’t look.” I whimper wanting him to lick me some more. 

“You’re mine, your whole body is mine, I’ll look if I like.” 

“I’ll die of embarrassment,” I beg, “Master please, I’m not ready for you to see that.” ‘What was I saying? Ready, as if I would be one day?’ He growls and I whimper pathetically. “Not the first day,” I whimper grasping at straws. 

“Oh fine cover yourself if it’s so important.” He growls and I let out a sigh of relief, blushing as I found I liked him more since he didn’t force me. 

He sees it in my face and lets out a soft, “I’ll look forward to the day you show me it.” My face explodes red and I yank off my pants covering my erection as he breathed hot air over my thigh. “This one will be a little deeper.” He warned and it wasn’t enough. I screech as he bites down through the muscle. My erection is gone and I grab at his snout tugging on it and sobbing for him to let go. I feel black in the corners of my vision despite the room being dark. He releases and licks it, but it didn’t bring the same warmth as before. I shudder watching blood pour out of me. 

“Too… deep,” I gasp. And then start retching not good with the sight of my flesh pulled away from my leg. ‘Was that bone?!’ I shudder violently as the blood doesn’t stop already feeling light headed. “I can’t… it hurts,” I whimper. Losing consciousness I’m vaguely aware of the alien just staring down at me. 

When I wake up I’m in the clinic again. My wounds are bandaged and the wolf alien has his head on the bed obviously waiting for me to wake up. I try to move and then cry out, immediately the alien’s head pops up. I grit my teeth looking down at my thigh. 

“I thought you said you’d go easy on me,” I whimper. 

“I did, all the bite marks are typically that deep to make sure they scar.” He replies monotone, “Make sure to show the marking on your thigh if anyone tries to claim you.” Not sure what that meant, I moved onto the more important topic. 

“I don’t think I’ll be able to use my leg again.” I say through gritted teeth tears already flowing down my face. The alien snorts, “I have no use of you crippled.” 

“Probably shouldn’t have bitten me so deep then,” I cry, laugh and then flinch at his growl. 

“Don't rebuke me,” he orders threateningly. 

“Oh hush,” the doctor enters the room saying, his icy voice translates through my collar, “That’s the medicine making him be so familiar with you.” The alien leans back calmer now. “Speaking of which he needs another dose.” The doctor pulls out another syringe with the same metallic liquid and I shudder. 

“Please no-” He stabs it directly into my leg, if I wasn’t restrained to the bed I would have lurched upright. I howl in agony. Then thank goodness the shot included a warm numbing effect, it spread through me until I was practically giddy. I reach for my master's face fearlessly, he grabs my hand to stop me from embarrassing him and then when the doctor leaves lets me pet him. Suddenly the alien flirtatiously kisses my hand. The medicine made my responding flush turn into a much heavier heat. I pant and tug on the restraints. 

“Let me go,” I beg, “I want to kiss you, let me go!” He let out a snort but was starting to look steamed. 

“Okay but be quiet.” He whispers, “Don’t tell anyone.” I look up with eyes wide as the alien leans down from above me except his face changes; he doesn’t look like a wolf so much anymore. His mouth pressed against mine and be it the medicine or the fact that I’m a sixteen year old boy but I feel a pull and moan in sexual tension. The wolf-like alien feels it too or maybe smells it and forces my mouth open to explore the insides of my mouth. I swallow eagerly trying to gain the courage to lick his tongue back or maybe even bite it but then he pulls away. I let out a shameful whimper.

“Don’t stop.” I beg. 

“We’ll continue after you get some rest and let the medicine wear off... if you still want to.” He finishes suspiciously. I huff but now feel the ache to sleep heavy on my mind, it washes over me. ‘Of course I’ll want to continue.’ I close my eyes falling into a hot and steamy dream where the alien continues to kiss me, climbing on top of me... 

When I wake up I cringe to find that I soiled the sheets. The alien and doctor are gone. I sit up slowly and then feel like my body was thrown out from underneath me. I grip the bed and cry out in pain. It feels like my skin is being peeled off! I close my eyes huffing and curling into a ball. ‘What the heck my arm and leg hair have visibly grown.’ I grit my teeth as the pain spreads to my jaw. Crying out I feel my jaw lock and just lay there panting, drool steadily pooling out of my open mouth. I try to grit my teeth. ‘I’m going to die!’ I think to myself. 

Another wave of pain hits me and I finally start to feel nauseous. Whimpering, waiting for the bile to build up, I eagerly throw up the metallic liquid. Again it’s mixed with blood and with it the pain goes away, moaning I lift my arm to look at it. It’s not an abnormal amount of hair, but compared to the peach fuzz I'd had earlier, it looked more like a man’s. I touch my head and realize that the hair there is longer too. Looking around for cameras and seeing no obvious ones I glance underneath the sheet to see that yup it grew there too. 

‘Okay don’t stand.’ I look around, ‘I’ve had two of those weird metallic shots, maybe more because I was drugged after I got bit. I grit my teeth feeling a little angry and betrayed that the alien would hurt me so badly. I reach for my thigh carefully touching it... but I don’t feel anything.