A Human Woman

You see the shape focus into the familiar hourglass shape of a human woman. "Hello?" You say again.

"Hello." You hear a friendly voice say back.

"Thank god you're here. I seem to be trapped in here. I've just had a really weird..."

"We're all trapped here." You hear her say. "We're in a zoo."

Frustration starts to rise in your voice. "C'mon, that's enough. I don't know what you people are playing at but I've had enough. Let me out of here!" The woman is silent so you keep going. "If this is a joke it isn't fucking funny!"

You hear her again, her voice calm and patient. "This is no joke. I really wish it was. It takes time to accept it but I am telling you the truth. We are animals in an alien zoo. You're here forever."

You stand there, stunned at what you were hearing. "That...that just can't be true."

"I'm sorry but it is. I wish it wasn't true, oh how I wish it wasn't, but it is." You see her form take a seat next to the opening. "You probably think you're in a bad dream, that you'll wake up any moment now. I believed that for weeks when I got here. But there is no waking up from this. Welcome to the intergalactic zoo! You are in the human exhibit and you're the star attraction!"

You try to let it all sink in. Your rational mind just couldn't come to grips with it. You decide to tackle more immediate questions. "So...I'm stuck in this little room for the rest of my life?"

"No, you're in the isolation pen right now. They like to make sure the new humans won't hurt the others. With us talking friendly like this they'll probably open it up soon. Enjoy this time though, it might be the last privacy you ever experience. And as for the rest of your life..." She pauses. "...well, unless you get killed like the last male did, you'll be here forever. Whatever they do to us here makes it so we don't age."

"Wow." You say. You'd always wanted to live forever, but not like this! "You said 'the last male'?"

"Yes, he died trying to escape. Vaporized." You hear a quiver in her voice and a light sob. "Sorry, we're not really used to **** here. It is still difficult to accept." She takes a few moments to collect herself.

You suddenly realize something. "Just how old are you?"

"I don't know honestly, old. I was 23 when they caught me and it's felt like I've lived that long at least two more times. Probably in my 80's if I had to guess, and I'm one of the younger ones."

"There are other humans? Where are they?"

"Oh yes. There's a group of us. They are around somewhere, our exhibit is quite spacious. They are probably making themselves ready to greet you." She replies.

"And when you said THE last male?"

"Yeah, they only keep one of you. The older ones say that they tried keeping more than one man in the past and it always ended up in fights and trouble for everyone. Now they just keep the one. You can't really blame them, can you."

"This is crazy!" You say, still disbelieving.

"Before they let you out I need to warn you..." She hesitates.

"Warn me? About what?"

"The Aliens, they...they are really really interested in our sexual practices."

"Great, just great. So the aliens are perverts!?" You say, incredulous.

"Uh...yeah, kind of. Sometimes they even reward us if they like what they see. Get used to having an audience though. You will be watched every minute of every day. Even when you sleep. The zoo never closes."

"Wait, they can see us...and we can see them?"

"Oh yes, I've got quite a crowd watching me right now. I think the news of a new male entering the zoo has gotten around."

"Are they like the ones that picked me up?"

"Well...yeah, some of them are. Though you realize that was just a disguise right? But they are just one type. There are all sorts. Dozens of different races, maybe hundreds. Some are really strange, some really gross, some actually beautiful, and some look almost human. The Futas in particular are really quite similar to us...well...sort of."

"Did you say Futas?"

"Yeah, that's our word for them anyways. We don't know what they are actually called of course. The last female to arrive gave them that name, she just got here a few months ago. She said that there were comic book characters that looked like them on something called the internet."

"You haven't heard of the inter..." You shake your head. "No, of course you haven't. So, what do you..."

"Wait..." You hear her say. "They are making a big display of something...I think they're about to let you out." You see her silhouette stand up and look toward you.

Without a sound the white film fades from the opening.