Farming Colony

Finally the alien speaks to you. "You're just too strong for your own good. Our outlying farming colonies on our moons should be just the thing for a big buck like you. Do well, and you'll get fucking rights."

The table flips you over, exposing your ass to the giant needle the alien reaches for. She pushes it deep in to your left cheek, and it hurts like hell! "That's your radio tag." Another needle jabs into your right cheek, making your body feel on fire! "And that will increase your stamina."

The table now morphs into a capsule, enclosing and restraining you. The ceiling opens up, and you are shot into space, accelerating rapidly before abruptly moving to a slow drift. Then you drift onto a landing pad surrounded by giant alien female guards.