02-03-2016, 08:52 PM
Twofor cringed. "Not you," he whispered, "The drill sergeant asks me. " But it was too late.
"Your breeder is speaking out of line, 24601," barked the instructor. "I see you keep yours on a long leash."
"Ah, sir. I'll see what I can do to correct myself. sir," Twofor said, his voice rigid but clearly embarrassed.
"See that you do," the other Myrmidon grunted. "Now, you! Who is this girl and how many babies does she have?"
He was pointing to a Myrmidon youth at the end of the line. "Sir, her name is Martha, she has two babies, sir!" the young alien chanted, his human companion running her hands around her bulging womb and cooing.
"Very good. You!" The instructor kept doing this, gradually moving up the line.
"Your breeder is speaking out of line, 24601," barked the instructor. "I see you keep yours on a long leash."
"Ah, sir. I'll see what I can do to correct myself. sir," Twofor said, his voice rigid but clearly embarrassed.
"See that you do," the other Myrmidon grunted. "Now, you! Who is this girl and how many babies does she have?"
He was pointing to a Myrmidon youth at the end of the line. "Sir, her name is Martha, she has two babies, sir!" the young alien chanted, his human companion running her hands around her bulging womb and cooing.
"Very good. You!" The instructor kept doing this, gradually moving up the line.