Steamy Talk and Starry Prophesies, (In The Shower)

I entered the room and felt the splash of warm water as it cascaded from the ceiling. I could barely see anything more than a few inches in front of my face. Before I had the chance to stand around confused I felt soft, feminine hands clasp onto my exhausted muscles. "Come, let us get you clean." A woman said to me. I felt three sets of hands lead me over to one of the shower heads. The trio of girls giggles at me as they washed my naked body.
I looked at the giggling gaggle of girls who were washing me and found them to appear almost human. They might as well have been actresses who had come out of a makeup shop, extras from a cheap sci-fi show with a couple of prosthetics thrown onto their faces and some spots of scales painted onto their bodies at the last minute to make them look 'alien'.

Only, these were aliens. Three real life sexy alien girls washing my body and seeming to enjoy the act of scrubbing me clean if their oohs and aahs were anything to go by. I felt myself getting hot and bother, my skin was alive with electricity, yet despite all that my cock remained flaccid. I would only learn later about the cock ring's cumtroller features and how they were used by our captors to prevent us slaves from spilling seed without their authorization.
I saw that they were wearing the same seamless, snug bands around their limbs and neck as I was. Though where I was obliged to wear a cock-ring, the **** girls wore a slim chain which snaked around their breasts, giving the girls mammaries a weightless look and feel.
The three **** girls took great care to wash me clean, gossiping as they worked. "How big do you think it gets?" One of the girls asked. "I bet it is bigger than a Reltaran's..." The girl's sentence died off in a fit of giggles.
"Score well enough on todays exams and maybe you will be able to find out." One of the other **** girls said. "But if you ask me, this one is going to be Varlon fodder before evaluations are done. What do you think Starla?"
The smallest of the trio gazed deeply into my eyes with her sapphire stare which was speckled with starlight. "There is a 27.4% chance that this one will claim the throne of Nivaria." The blue skinned waif said in a distant, ethereal tone.
The other two **** girls laughed. "Good one. What is next? I have a 42% chance of becoming Sultana of Galvarn?"

"That is closer to .00042% actually." Starla replied. "I see what the cosmos shows me. And I see that this one is not going to get eaten by Varlons, at least not for several years." The ethereal waif said with a shrug. "You are clean now." Starla said to me. "Good luck in this afternoon's exams. Remember to dodge left when he blinks twice."
The water shut off and I felt myself suddenly lift off of the floor. I felt gravity suddenly shifting. It was the strangest thing, the **** girls seemed to be standing sideways as the floor suddenly became a wall and former far wall of the shower room became the floor. The other male slaves and I tumbled down into the transendavator only to come face first into a crash pad in another strange room.