Tasicarth.

There was no reply. Frank quickly changed into some comfortable clothes, his hard dick painful even in the loose fitting shorts he chose to wear. Strolling to the door, still slightly damp, Frank opened the door. Tasicarth stood idle in the doorway.

“Good morning Franklin, I thought I ought to check that you were coping well enough.” He beamed upon seeing him.

“Coping?” Frank suddenly gawked in understanding, “Is this from your injection?” He motioned towards his new strong build.

“Indeed it is, I see you have developed especially quickly. You have progressed to the final stages in a matter of days.” He scratched his chin before asking, “ May I come in?”

“Um… yeah I suppose.” Frank was beside himself, this guy really was a fucking alien, and how else can you explain developing a perfect body in a few days.

They both sat down on the couch, opposite one another. Tas leaned in and smiled. “Do you still doubt that I am an alien Mr Williamson?”

“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. You’re progress is curious, it usually takes around 6 weeks for full transformation, but you have almost reached that stage already.” Tas thought for a minute and then said, “We should wait that long and monitor your progress. It will seem a long time but it shall be a necessary precaution.”

Frank was slightly concerned about Tas’ statements but put the thoughts out of his mind. 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?”

“It’s 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; if what this alien was telling him was true, his balls would send women into a horny frenzy. He laughed to himself; that made perfect sense.