Turtle like

You have spent most of a week in the shop. Aliens of all shapes and sizes have come to look at the new humans. three have been brought so far. From the way, the aliens react you are not the first humans to be **** from "the wild" (Earth) and brought to be petted. However, You get the impression that humans are a newish addition as you overheard two aliens talking about attempts that have been started to start captive breeding for different traits to mould humans into different breeds for different roles. It sounds like this is a pretty new idea and wild capture is still the cheapest method of obtaining new humans as there are so many on their planet.

You had gotten to know the two people next to you. The brunette is called Chloe and she uses to be a doctor. She is furious that all her intellect and training means nothing to these aliens who dismiss her trying to explain persons medical, dietary and fitness needs as nonsense and insist on having you eat junk out a bowl and go to the loo in a small hole in the back of the cage. You all haven't had a shower or bath in a week and reak of sweat and shit. You also find out that Chloe has c cup breasts and doesn't mind you watching her masturbate which is something she does daily saying it is good for her sexual health. You take her up on that advice despite complaints from the other side of the cage.

On that side was Arron. He was a bartender and knew all the interesting types of **** he sold at his bar. He also could play the piano and missed it.

You had your own hobbies, and shared them with your fellow captives and that is how you felt.

One day you see an alien come over and stare at you all in your cages. "A human would be the perfect pet for my girlfriend." The alien said in a masculine tone, "He" was about 1.5 times bigger than you making him one of the smallest "free" species you had seen around the shop. He was spiderlike but also humanoid, similar to a humanoid tarantula. He had 8 fully red eyes on his head with fuzzy short orange hair where a human's hair would be and black stubbly hair all over his face. He had large mandibles instead of a mouth and no nose. He was dressed in what looked like a jumpsuit made of white silk. He had 6 arms and two legs. An abdomen stuck out behind him where you could see spinnerets.

He called over the grey alien who owned the shop. "Excuse me, sir, How old are thes humans?" he asked.

"Most are between the ages of 20 and 30 by Earth standards." He replied and you saw the spider guy react to the calm emotion that the Grey projected.

"Is that old for a human?" the spider guy asked.

"No, sir, they can live over 100 years in the wild about 150 in captivity." The Grey replied. The spider guy looked shocked.

"How Long?" He gasped a rhetorical question "and do they hibernate?" He asked.

"No." A simple answer from the Grey. "Sir, I must ask are you considering a Human as a pet, it is not a very good fit for a Tarantrum. Your species only live 20 years and hibernates every winter. You would have to find a pet sitter for winter and someone to look after it after your ****."

"I know, but my girlfriend wants to have kids, if I don't distract her with a pet for a few years I could lose my head before I have had the chance to reach 18. Then she can have all the babies she wants, it would be a good ****. All your other pets won't last 5 years or are so small she would treat them like a snack." The Tarantrum laid out his problem.

"I see, My mate would melt my brain and make me enjoy it if I brought her a long live pet. Female canina be crazy." The Grey responds.

"So how much?" The Tarantrum asks. The Grey responds with a figure you cant understand.