Mystical gem aliens, who decimate Leona's ship.

The fight against the alien forces had been more one-sided than Griffith had known possible; the superpowered, all-female aliens were effortlessly tearing through the Dominant's walls with melee weapons, and even the indomitable Captain Leona had gone missing in the chaos.

During the entire brawl onboard, their invaders were looking for something… a captive. Exhausted from fighting off an 8' tall enemy soldier and separated from all his allies, Griffith was an easy target.

A curvaceous woman with fluorescent green skin stalked the frightened soldier until he found himself backed into a corner; she knocked him out cold with one punch and threw his limp, sexy body over her shoulder. That gem returned to her ship brimming with joy.

This would be her easiest promotion ever.

Griffith didn't awaken until his abductors had reached their destination, and discovered upon arrival that he was a far more important target than assumed. He'd been taken as prisoner to the highest powers in gem society: The living Goddesses known as Diamonds. He stood alone on a dais in their grand court's center, and the atmosphere could be cut with a knife, but like, only figuratively— Griffith thanked his lucky stars that the atmosphere was literally breathable.

Yellow and Blue Diamond themselves came to conduct the proceedings, sitting imperiously in monolithic thrones that matched their 40' frames as they towered above everything and everyone else. Yellow Diamond was angular and severe, with piercing, intelligent features that could bore straight through any resistance; while Blue had a far more subtle and soft approach to her glare, the sort of quiet anger that chilled to the bone.

As the two all-powerful matriarchs leered down at him with disdain, Griffith shuffled not with simple discomfort and fear, but also arousal— the technicolor goddesses eyeing him like their next experiment were, not to put too fine a point on it… hot. Each of their massive knockers were the size of his entire body, and their symmetrical, feminine faces were mystifyingly beautiful, or, at least— they would be if not for the severe glowers which drove the corners of their wet, kissable lips earthward.

"I do like his attire." Quipped the softer featured lady, abating her glare to give Griffith and his suggestive uniform an approving once over, "Shows off a fetching figure."

"Focus, Blue; near as I can discern, this organic could be truly dangerous." The flaxen oligarch—Yellow—chided, as she touched a console in the side of her throne, keeping half of her attention on the handsome prisoner while she combed through files, "The report here states that humans are major threat to any gem caught by their forces; ergo, this study is to be conducted posthaste. A Lapis Lazuli was lost after being captured by a human vessel, her physical form destroyed upon contact with a mysterious weapon."

Blue Diamond seemed aghast, finally tearing her gaze away from Griffith to voice her surprise, "A Lapis? But they are amongst the upper echelon of my court! What sort of weapon could possibly fell a Lazuli?"

"A biological weapon; described as being similar to an injector, meat rod, or… DNA rifle. Found exclusively on male humans, its study must be considered as the purpose of this meeting."

Shuffling in his restraints under Yellow's miraculous ability to speak a semicolon, the long-suffering sexpot questioned her words. They don't mean my… dick, do they?

Both Diamonds evaluated Griffith's sexily clothed frame, boring their critical eyes into him with an amount of vexation that dissipated as they came to the same conclusion: They needed to see more skin.

In perfect synchronicity, his captors issue a command that makes Griffith's heart stop.