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After reading through the descriptions of the aliens, you decided to close the menu and turn your attention back to the Grey doctor who appeared to be looking over some of your medical scans.

"Are you ever going to take out the rest of these probes?" you demanded.

The short alien turned and then stepped back toward you. Once again he seemed to float upward, but now you could see that he was simply standing on some kind platform that could rise up by the edge of the table. "Before removing those, I will need to ask a few more questions."

"Well, OK. But I hope this doesn't take long," you replied.

"How would you rate the comfort of the probe that is currently inserted in your lower orifice?" the alien asked.

"What? Comfort of the probe? Are you kidding me? Get that thing the hell out of my ass!" you shot back.

"Please try to be objective. Is there something wrong with it? Is it too large or too small? Is it not deep enough? We can try inserting it further..." the alien continued, unfazed by your anger.

"No! Listen to me! I want that god-damned thing out of my ass right now!" you shouted.

"That's unfortunate. I was hoping that you would allow us to keep it there until you were fully recovered. There's so much we could learn."

"Look if you don't get it out, I'll do it myself," you yelled, and began reaching down to pull aside the shiny blanket.

"Wait!" the alien commanded, using a slightly louder voice than he'd used before. Suddenly, your body seemed to be paralyzed again. "Before that, I have one more question that you need to answer. We are unfamiliar with your species, but we need to know are you male or female?"