I hate that. I'll take their fucking pills, but I don't want their needles. The needles knock me out. While I'm out, they do weird things with me; I k...ow they do. Anal probes, that sort of thing. Or worse. Probably planning to switch bodies again. Next time they knock me out, I'll wake up with a cunt. They'll put my brain in the body of a girl. He sneered. Don't want to be a pathetic, simpering cunt. This weak body is bad enough. A body with a pussy would be worse."Aaron, stand up," an alien. An ottoman at the front of the bed was the size of a single divan, padded and studded with soft auburn leather.I was perched on it and told to stay put as Hilde opened a door, turned on a light and walked into the wardrobes.Hearing the sound of draws opening and closing, she returned with a plain white cardboard box. It was pristine without a dent or any deposit of dust.“This is for you.” She said.Delivered as a solemn statement, it felt odd and initially I thought it was a present. As she. She seemed to think her action was normal.He lifted her up by the waist and set her down next to him. Almost immediately she leaned onto his lap though. “Can you knock it off?” he grumbled.She ignored him and instead stared intently at his lap. Slowly, the bulge in his pants started to stir. She smirked to herself. Even he was interested in her that way. She was surrounded by degenerate men. “Yeah, if a girl keeps looking at it, that’s gonna happen. I haven’t exactly been on my game with you. “Mom, why do you always put your clothes on when I’m done drinking?” Jessica looked up in surprise and smiled gently, “It’s what people do, sweetie. I know, I don’t make you wear clothes all the time, but people normally wear clothes.” She paused and considered before shrugging out of her robe with a funny expression on her face. “I guess….I’ve just never considered being nude around you to be a normal thing, but then you do it….so…” She smiled and gently flicked a finger across Clarissa’s.