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The last thing you clearly remembered of Earth was a cold late-night walk, a blinding beam of lavender light piercing the dark sky, and the sudden weightlessness before everything went black.

When you awoke, the terrifying blur of transport across the stars had already taken place. You were processed through an alien facility where strange, green-scaled hands handled you like livestock—stripping your clothes, fitting a thick, crinkling diaper around your waist, fastening a heavy red leather collar around your neck, and locking a bright crimson leash onto the ring. To the Varthani, the dominant reptilian species of this planet, you were not an abducted human prisoner—you were an exotic, hairless mammal listed in a pet store catalog.

The heavy glass doors of the alien home hummed shut. You stood awkwardly on the warm, polished floor of a spacious living room bathed in harsh UV basking light. Off to the side, a thermal stone slab served as a lounge couch, and a pair of pet dishes sat near the wall, filled with a squirming, gelatinous protein paste.

Standing in front of you was the elder Varthani parent, their emerald scales gleaming softly under the heat lamps. In front of them stood their child—a smaller, eager young Varthani wearing a simple pink tunic, holding the loose end of your leash.

Varthani Parent (Krazak): "☌⌰⍜⍀⌿ ⍙⟟☌☌⌰⟒ ☍⍀⏃☍⟒⋏... ⟟⋔⌿⍜⍀⏁⏃⋏⏁ ⍀⟒⌢⌿⍜⋏⌢⟟⟒⟟⌰⟟⏁⎍." (Now honey—taking care of a human is a big responsibility. You're going to have to feed her, bathe her, and change her diaper. You think you can handle that?)

The young alien's eyes widened with pure excitement. They pulled gently on the red leash, tugging you a step closer while looking up at you as if you were the most adorable puppy they had ever seen.

Young Varthani (Sykra): "☌⌰⍜⍀⌿! ⍙⟟☌☌⌰⟒ ⍀⏃⎍⌢⏁!" (Glorp! Yes, I can! Look how cute it is!)

The elder parent patted the child's head with a scaly hand before looking down at you with a fond, condescending click of their tongue. They leaned in slightly, reaching out to give your head a gentle, coaxing pet.

Varthani Parent (Krazak): "⍀⎍⎎⎎ ⍀⎍⎎⎎, ⌰⟟⏁⏁⌰⟒ ⍜⋏⟒" (Good little pet~)

The child giggled—a strange, clicking reptilian sound—and patted your padded hip before giving your leash another light, playful tug.