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It was terrifying to see something so powerful head toward you without being able to move a single muscle to defend yourself. I also couldn’t scream or flail at it, which I most certainly would do if I had access to my limbs.
So, I just blinked.
A pair of creatures much smaller than S’lec-Quos clasped their legs together as they approached. They ran their hard-shell-like appendages over me, prodding, probing.
I wanted to slap their grab-happy legs as they squeezed my breasts and reached under the gown and rubbed me… down there.
And there was nothing I could do about it.
S’lec-Quos sniffed me, sending my hair cascading over my face. He sniffed me head to toe and looked me over. His mandibles flapped as he spoke.
“And this is considered an attractive species?” he said. If he had a mouth, I would have said he was sneering.
“Yes, sir,” Not George Clooney said. “To virtually all human-like species.”
“Hm,” S’lec-Quos said.
His legs morphed, melting into a human figure…
Me!
The creature turned, checking itself out.
Man, my ass really does look big…
And then the two helpers shifted into me too. Now there were three copies. They looked each other over, comparing me to their replications. One had a chin that was a little too pointy, I thought. Another had slightly thicker thighs—asshole! They noticed their mistakes and morphed once again.
If humans had their ability, diets would disappear overnight.
This was my worst nightmare. Not that having multiple versions of me would be such a bad thing—I could send one of me to work each day and the rest of me could take time off. Or I could work a bunch of different jobs and earn four times more. I’d still manage to spend it all by the end of the month and need to live on Pop-Tarts though.
“She looks like her, doesn’t she?” one of the smaller creatures said.
“Oh, yes,” Not George Clooney said. “Very much like her. They could be twins—”
“Silence!” S’lec-Quos said, yellow eyes glowing in a face I knew so well. My friends always said I looked scary when I was angry. Now I knew they were right.
My skin tore and the creature morphed back into its original shape. It peered at me with its beady black eyes.
“You do not know who I am, do you?” it said.
My eyes started left to right. I wanted to speak but couldn’t.
S’lec-Quos turned to Not George Clooney.
“What’s wrong with her?” he said. “Is she defective?”
“No sir. I used the neuralizer on her.”
“Then deneuralize her, fool!”
Not George Clooney reached into his pocket and brought a device out. He aimed it at me.
“Remember to stay calm,” he murmured under his breath.
I felt the muscles in my face relax as I regained possession of them. I still couldn’t move the rest of my body but it was a start.
“Out of my way!” S’lec-Quos said, knocking Not George Clooney aside and moving in closer.
