for Adoption by Aliens

The windows glazed over, both inside and out.

The programmable matter disguised as furniture melted into the faux-wooden floor, which itself lost all of its color and patterns and became a base chrome-silver surface.

The ceiling opened up and various mechanical arms came out from it, each reaching down towards the two **** girls. They removed their clothes with red lasers. Some of the arms held up their limp arms or spread their legs opens, the lasers proceeding to cleans their pits, limbs and pubic areas of hair, leaving their bodies baby-smooth.

The programmable matter on the floor rose the two of them onto rectangular prisms as the arms all retrieved various objects from their inventory. Their legs were lifted and a pair of diapers were unfolded and taped between their waists. They were put in matching pink pajama onesies, their hair tied in matching pigtails and matching pacifiers stuffed into their mouths.

As Marie observed the ship's internal mechanisms at play, one of the mechanical arms in the ceiling came down and jabbed her in the back of the neck, interfacing with the socket hidden under her hair. As the ship took a moment to complete the interface, Marie casually placed her fingers across her face and, like a mask, she removed it, revealing a pair of camera lenses where her eyes should ave been the rest of the exposed mechanical parts being various blinking lights on metal.

"Designated Unit Marie reporting to the Mothership," said Marie, her voice losing a pitch with her face detached. "I have found two new subjects for the Adoption Protocol. Preparing for extractions."

"Affirmative Marie," said a more androgynous, mechanical voice on the other end of the line. "Bring the cargo."

Holographic projectors disguised as street-lights, a fire hydrant, a car and a pair of extremely tacky flamingos turned on, coating the house in a thick hologram that disguised the fact that the House detached itself from the ground and flew off into the upper-atmosphere.

As the house breached Earth's orbit, it was accompanied by other, identical flying houses that had just launched from other identical suburbs, each with their own **** humans that were to be taken in by the Mothership.

Eons ago, in a few galaxies north-south-north of Andromeda, there existed an advanced alien empire with over a dozen colonized worlds to its name. Among its many features, it had built what was basically a full-automated, space-faring foster-care system. It found and took in adolescence from the Empire's worlds, provided them with a home and cared for them until they reached maturity.

The Empire itself eventually fell, both due to war and general mismanagement, and the Mothership would become lost in space. The AI system aboard suffered a malfunction and restarted the Adoption protocol, but without the guiding hands of its creators, it soon gave way to madness. It started to abduct random people from random worlds, seemingly with no pattern in mind, intending on fulfilling its purpose and caring for them as though they were its own children.

Its ability to comprehend how those in its care aged became warped and corrupted, seeing all under its "care" as babies forever and ever.