Alien powder

As the summer draws to a close, you find yourself in your room, three days away from the start of your final year of high school. With a bag of snacks in your hand, you settle into your cozy gaming chair, ready to immerse yourself in your favorite video game. The familiar glow of your computer screen illuminates the room, casting a soft, blue hue on the walls.

Your excitement is palpable as you navigate the virtual world, your nimble fingers dancing across the keyboard and mouse. The game provides a temporary escape from the impending responsibilities and challenges that await you in the real world. It's your sanctuary, where you can be the hero, conquer formidable enemies, and embark on thrilling adventures.

As you dive deeper into the game, your mind begins to wander, contemplating the year ahead. Memories of previous school years flood your thoughts making you cringe. Being held back a year was a blow to your self-esteem and every interaction at school added to it.

Lost in your musings, your concentration is broken by a knock on your bedroom door. Startled, you quickly minimize the game window and turn towards the door. It swings open, revealing your older sister, Ashley, leaning casually against the doorframe, a mischievous smile on her face.

"Hey there, dipshit," Ashley greets, eyeing the snacks in your hands. "You took the last bag."

"So?"

"So, Give them to me!" Ashley quickly grabs the bag and pats your belly. "You should lose wait anyway. You put on a few." She pulls the door shut and leaves you dumbfounded in your room.

“You're so considerate for asking if you can have a few chips," you mutter sarcastically while making your way back to your desk. Shaking your head, you attempt to banish the events of the last ten minutes from your mind and resume your game.

Letting out a sigh, you put on your headset and resume playing. Just one more year, you remind yourself, as if trying to muster the resolve necessary to face the challenges that await. "One more hit! You need to dodge him once more and then hit him. Yes, good, now hit--"

Suddenly your game freezes and your headphones get quiet. Frustration wells up within you, and you hurl your controller onto the table with a groan. "Who messed with the WiFi again?" you mutter under your breath before rising from your chair. You stride towards the door and swing it open, only to be greeted by an overwhelming expanse of white light that fills the entire frame. Taken aback, you stagger backward slightly. "What the actual...?" You take a cautious step closer, observing the light intently. It remains motionless and unchanged. Hastily, you dart back to your desk, reaching for your phone to take a picture

It doesn't work though and you throw it on the bed. You notice something changed outside, too. Mesmerized, you gaze out the window of your room, finding the same blinding white light engulfing the outside world.

You are not one for waiting, so you decide to go through it if it is possible. Back at the door, you reach out and the second your finger touches the light, your consciousness slips away.

The next thing you know is waking up in some kind of doctor's office. It feels like you woke up in some sort of dream and half expected a sexy nurse to show up and tend to you. Though, as you try to move, you find yourself to be strapped to an examination chair. You try to remain calm, so you quickly scan your body for possible injuries when you see an IV in both your arms. A transparent liquid is slowly ingested into your bloodstream.

You worryingly watch the liquid invading your bloodstream when the door opens and you see-well, it doesn't look human- a creature that kind of reminds you of the Na’vi from Avatar. Its physique has some similarities to the human body, but the first thing that jumps into the eye is that he or she; you can't really tell; has blue skin and is about 3 meters tall. Waking up after a blackout and seeing a non-human creature usually doesn't end well for the one who is strapped to the chair, so you try to break free and escape. Panic fills your eyes as you are struggling against the bonds. The alien lets out something you would compare to a chuckle as it sees your futile attempts to escape.

The alien walks around the examination chair to a screen, maybe showing off your vitals. You can’t really tell, as all symbols seem foreign to you. It seems to nod a few times before it turns to you and eyes you up and down. You are staring back, frightened and at a loss for words. It shifts its gaze to the door, and a second later another alien enters and says something in an incomprehensible language. It then turns to you and starts talking in English:

Hello, Tom. I want to apologize for bringing you to our ship without your consent. My name is Axane, and we come from a planet called Zohiri. On your planet, I would equal what you on Earth call a doctor. I am here to study the human mating process. We observed you and your fellow humans to find the optimal test subject which we believe is you. Our laws restrict us from forcing you to participate in the study, but you might think it's interesting, so listen carefully: All you have to do is to have sex with as many women as you can. We know you are considered to be what you humans call a virgin, so we developed a tool to help you. A powder that only works on women and has to be ingested by drinking. It works in combination with the nanomytes we just ingested in your bloodstream. Every touch of you arouses the women that have the powder in their system. However, the woman's personality, wishes and desires as well as taboos don't vanish. So, if she doesn't want to mate with you, she won't want to after taking the powder in.

The alien goes on and on, but you stop listening. That sounds like a big load of bullshit. Well, you always thought you weren't alone in the universe but that aliens would kidnap humans to help them get laid was beyond anything you could ever imagine.

Though we couldn't change a woman’s personality, we managed to achieve that the powder blocks certain areas in her brain. It blocks them to speak of things you do to them, they didn't agree to. That means they can't call for help, or make a scene to embarrass you if you grope them, for example. Which means you can do anything you want to them as long as no one notices. However, they can try to avoid you or tell you to stop, but without arousing suspicion.

Before you can react, you lose consciousness. AGAIN.