Now, they had taken this world called Earth in a far-away solar system. It was one of the newer systems with only a class five level of civilization i... limited regions of the land-masses. However, the lower echelons of the raiding forces were buzzing with excitement because the female captives were so deliciously diverse with different skin tones, different hair and eye color patterns and shapes of all description.The invading forces had taken many hundreds of the females from the last conquest. . rough..." She found she was panting from shortness of breath, too. Wearily she sat up."Should we postpone your birthday party?" Monica wanted to know. She seemed somewhat hopeful at the prospect of delaying witnessing her daughter's deflowering.Samantha glared at Monica. "Don't you bloody well dare."There was a ping and Sergeant Benson retrieved the CAP card from the dispensing slot beside the medtube. He looked at it first, as was his right and duty."Well?" Samantha asked, scared suddenly at. The potion took that opportunity to switch its attention to her hips, but she met its advances there too, holding her hips in as a visual metaphor for her internal struggle, refusing to give in to the pleasure. The drug tried to convince her that letting it alter her just a bit wouldn't matter, but Amy was steadfast in her resolution, and she allowed the potion no purchase.She wanted to though, and all the while knew exactly how good it would feel to give in.Finally, she felt the potion's. .. Hey, that's not fair!" It's fair. I have a fair chance to know if you're going to kill me if you get mad at me. Then I will know, and I can make a run for it." She smiled at me. We stopped in front of Joanja's tent."You're not the type of person that seems to flee from the slightest danger." Slightest? You're a dangerous magical creature, Amram. And that needs to be seen to." With that she opened her tent and showed me no sign of food at all. By the way, it was not her tent either. I knew.