Frank pushes the button.

Frank pulled on some clothes he found laying on his floor before he sat back down in front of the device. He stared intently at it, weighing up his options. How did that stranger do this to him?

After some time thinking, Frank pushed the button on the device. At first nothing happened, but ten seconds later a white sphere appeared in the middle of the room. It grew to about six feet tall before it popped and left Tas standing in its place.

“Holy fuck!” Frank yelled.

“Still doubt that I am an alien Mr. Williamson?” Tas smiled before taking a seat on the other side of the couch.

“Nope.”

“Good, does that mean you will accept our invitation to Dakruzar?”

“I… I… I guess so.” Frank stammered. There was nothing left for him on Earth, no family and hardly any friends, this could be a fresh start on a new world.

“Well, good. As I mentioned last time, your body will need to adjust to our form of travel. And by the looks of things you have already begun the process, it should probably take about 6 weeks to fully complete.”

“6 weeks?”

“Yes 6 weeks, the development process is fast. Which you can obviously tell by your physical state, but the recovery process is long. If we become too eager and travel too soon, your body is at risk of complete shut down resulting in a gruesome ****.” Tas answered.

“Oh… well 6 weeks should be fine.” Frank said horrified.

They had a long conversation about space travel, what Rumada was like, what their social norms where and how their government worked.

“So what else will happen to me during Makdag?”

“Its pronounced – Makmag.” Tas said with a laugh, “well your physical growth looks to have just about concluded, so apart from the pheromones boost and knee pain, nothing else is to be expected.”

“Wait, pheromones?” Frank asked, perplexed.

“Oh yes of course, Dakruzar males have evolved to be a perfect breeding species, we produce a powerful pheromone that excretes itself out of the pores of the scrotum.” Tas exclaimed without so much as a smile.

“You’re joking?” Frank laughed

“Oh no it is quite true, Dakruzarian women have also evolved to be more or less immune to the scent but the same cannot be said for Human women.” Tas said, “That is why half borns are usually born to Dak fathers, but you Franklin, being born to a Dak mother is quite unusual indeed.”

Frank almost jumped for joy; this would explain what happened with Rachel. A usually reserved and quiet mother was thrown into a horny frenzy when she caught the scent of his balls. He laughed to himself; that made perfect sense.

“Well I should get going,” Tas announced, getting up. With a wink he added, “Enjoy yourself; Makmag is a special time in every Dakruzaian boys life.”

In a similar fashion to his arrival, a ball of light began to absorb the alien. And as soon as the light had disappeared, so had Tas.

The day dragged on. Despite the unbelievable good news he had received earlier in the morning, Frank was still in mourning. He had a strange feeling of optimism mixed with loneliness.

During their conversation, Tas had mentioned that during Makmag the subject would experience heightened sexual appetite. And Frank certainly was feeling it now. It reached 4:30 in the afternoon and Frank came to the conclusion that he should do something about it, he decided there was only one thing to do: experiment.