The Torment Games

Mate. Die. Repeat.

“Six…”
I wake up in a glass pod. I’ve been abducted.
“Five…”
I’m surrounded by aliens, as confused as I am to be here.
“Four…”
Poisonous gas hisses into their pods. They hiss and roar in pain.
“Three...”
Fur sprouts across their bodies, their teeth become sharp serrated knives, and their muscles bulge bigger than anything I’ve ever seen.
“Two…”
The prisoners have turned into vicious monsters with raging hard-ons.
“One...”
And they’re all looking at me.
“Launch.”
Our pods are released and we scream into the planet’s atmosphere below.
The Mating Games have begun. And I am the victor’s Prize.