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Being probed by aliens was only the beginning…
I was abducted by incompetent aliens. They didn’t know what they were doing and they still don’t have a clue. Now that we’re done with all the probing, they’re taking lessons in ‘Caring for Vulnerable Females’ and ‘Nest Building for Beginners’ and want to turn me into their mate.
And no, they don’t listen when I tell them I don’t need a nest.
In theory, I could fall for these three hunky aliens who can bring me more pleasure than I ever dreamed of, but we’re being watched and analysed every minute of the day. A creepy professor from the Intergalactic University uses us as examples for her lessons, sometimes with dangerous consequences, and there’s nothing we can do about it.
I don’t want to be a science experiment, but can I resist falling for the aliens who stole me from Earth?
In order to get a passing grade and their certificate from IGU, Xil, Matar, Havel and their abductee Trish, have agreed to be a case study for Professor Katila’s class Alien Abduction for Professionals. The first lesson in this course is taking your abductee to a public place. Apparently to see if you they could control jealousy. They decide to take her shopping on Kitt-Y-6, where there is quite the diversity of items for Trish to choose from.
Of course there is almost a screw up from the start as they are accused of not having the correct paperwork and need to be scanned. After that the first thing that attracts Trish is the combination of many foods, but it is Pikis that the guys gravitate to and buy a lot of. Havel and Xil want to look at technology so Matar continues to stroll through the booths with Trish. When she sees the pet vendor she is drawn to it and Matar knows he’s in trouble.
Trish gravitated toward the tribbits that reminded her of rabbits. Fortunately Matar remembers Xil had mentioned them and said she could have one.
This is one of my favorite scenes.
To my relief, Trish ignored both the aaven and the loovins. Instead, she stared at the tribitts housed in a large cage beneath the stall. I remembered how we’d once mentioned them in conversation. I dimly recalled that Xil even told her she could have one.
The little long-eared creatures were a sorry sight. While the other pets were all in pristine condition, the tribitts looked like they’d not been brushed in days. They were well-nourished but clearly hadn’t been given the same attention as the other animals.
“Those are tribitts,” the owner said dismissively. “Very old-fashioned. Nobody wants them nowadays. I only keep them because nostalgic tribitt enthusiasts need new breeding females for their herds.”
“Ooooooh,” Trish exclaimed. “You told me about them, Matar. You didn’t say that they look like rabbits!”
“That’s because I have no idea what a rabbit is,” I chuckled. “But if you say so…”
“What’s a rabbit?” the stall owner asked curiously. “Are they cute?”
“Very,” Trish replied with a dreamy expression. “I used to have one as a child. They have ears just like these tribitts, but they’re a bit smaller and less colourful. Mine was white with beige spots, but you’ll also find black and brown ones.”
“That sounds dull,” I remarked. “It would make them hard to spot.”
She laughed. “That’s the point. In the wild, they’re prey and need to camouflage.”
“They’re not bred to be pets?” the seller asked with a strange expression. “You take them from the wild?”
He looked horrified at the idea.
“No, but their ancestors were wild. Wait, does that mean tribitts don’t exist in nature?”
The stall owner shook his head. “All these pets were created to be just that. Pretty, cute, easy to look after, house or space ship trained. Most of them listen to simple commands, while others are more intelligent. Tribitts can be too clever for some owners, especially when it comes to food. They’re known to learn how to open drawers. I’ve even heard of some that can manipulate a fabricator. That could be just a myth, but I wouldn’t put it past them. Devious little beasts. I don’t know why they were even created. Now, my dear, how about one of these gorgeous Sliviean poro’la? They like to ride on their owner’s shoulder and are excellent at removing body hair.”
One look at Trish told me that we’d leave Kitt-Y-6 with a tribitt. And when she looked at me and began to flutter her lush eyelashes, I knew I had no choice.
“Which one do you like best?” I asked, repressing a sigh.
Most of the tribitts in the cage were a shade of dark purple with bright pink ears. Two were golden with dark stripes, and-
“The green one,” Trish said determinedly. “It’s the same shade as you. So pretty.”
My heart did a little jump at that. She chose that tribitt because it reminded her of me. I would have bought her a dozen tribitts just to hear her say that again.
“Are you sure?” the owner asked, clearly not happy about it. I guessed the other pets were more expensive than the tribitts. After he’d told us that they were out of fashion, he couldn’t charge a lot for them, not without losing face. That suited me just fine. We’d have more left in our budget to buy Trish other things. I wanted to treat her to a necklace I’d seen the last time we’d been on Kitt-Y-6. It was unlikely it was still available, but it would suit her perfectly.
“Yes,” Trish replied without hesitation. “That is if you’re okay with that?”
She turned to me.
“Of course,” I said quickly. “Anything for you.”
Trish smiled. “I’ll give you a proper thank you later.”
My cock hardened. I knew exactly what she had in mind.
I squeezed her hand, a promise of other squeezing I was planning on doing later. Her breasts were made for me, perfectly fitting into my hands. I loved massaging them, using just the right amount of pressure to make her moan and gasp.
“Do you need a basic tribitt accessories set with that?” the stall owner asked, clearly hoping to increase his profits. “It includes a harness, leash, food bowls, litter tray, some toys and a first-aid kit.”
“First-aid?” Trish asked with wide eyes. “Do they get injured easily?”
The male grinned. “No, that’s for the owners. Tribitts can be moody.”
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t listen to him. If you treat a tribitt right, he’ll never scratch or bite you. But we’ll take the set. I assume they’re vaccinated and microchipped?”
“Yes, they also have sensors implanted, so you always know where your tribitt is and how it’s feeling. There’s an app for your communicator.”
An app to monitor your tribitt. How silly.
He opened the cage and grabbed the green tribitt by its ears. It let out an angry bellow, but the seller didn’t seem to care. I was starting to regret buying from him, but it was too late. The way Trish looked at the tribitt meant she’d already fallen in love with it. Not that I could blame her. The little animal was adorable. While most of it was green, it had small pink spots beneath its eyes. Its paws were a lighter green, the same as the insides of its long ears. Trish had been right. It was almost the exact colour I was.
“Do you want a cage for it?” the seller asked. “Or I can put the harness on it and you can carry it around with you. I should warn you, though, they go crazy for piki cakes so don’t let them anywhere near that stall.”
I sighed. That was going to be a problem.
Skye MacKinnon. Alien Abduction for Professionals: The Intergalactic Guide to Humans #2 (Kindle Locations 222-265). Peryton Press.
When they meet up with the others, everyone falls in love with the tribbit. Trish refuses to name him until they return to the ship, which circumstances has them doing sooner rather than later.
Seems Professor Katila has been up to some mischief and when they realize she’s behind their troubles they begin to wonder about continuing the course.
I have to say that nest building had me laughing, and of course there’s plenty of sizzling heat. Trish really does love her aliens. The professor is also going to get schooled, by Trish. Don’t mess with the earth woman. However the OMG ending may have me modifying that thought but I didn’t throw my kindle so that’s a plus!
I really can’t wait to read the next book in this series.
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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.
She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.
When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.