Space Station 13

Dairy Tales

"I know the queen could very well clue you in, but she has graciously allowed me the pleasure to do so" spoke the mother as Zarina walked in the door. " let me explain. My role as mother is to feed the child that rest in each of our live stock" she gestures with her head to the other girls, " their purpose only is to breed, be milked, and to carry the future young of the herd."

Zarina gave a look of confusion, " so that's why they look like earth cows?"

Mother nodded " we felt it would make it easier on you humans if they were familiar to what you all know. The milk they provide is a vital piece to our existence. Our kind needs it to help stimulate our minds and allows us to grow stronger. For humans though, it will act as a drug. Your kind will become reliant on it to the point they won't be able to live with out it. Our goal is to server it at the cantinas and restaurants in other stations"

Cocking a brow Zarina looked over to the other cow girls who looked drunk and clumsy. " but why, and how to you plan to get the other stations to serve alien milk? They are not even going to allow you on station looking the way you do, or them for that matter"

" the why is simple, the milk will make the humans what you call drunk and make it easier to lure away to implant secretly. Our goal, is to implant, transform, or enslave every last human left alive. We will become a superior race combining ours together. The humans won't do it willingly so we will have to coerce them into joining us" the smile that formed on the mothers face was quite disturbing to Zarina. " and for how my dear, that's where you and our shapeshifting ovipositors come in play. Many of the other crew will become like yourself, inhabited with our kind much like the queen, only with the ability to shapeshifter their host to what the other humans are attracted to most"

Zarina was still confused with all the information she was getting, trying to process it best she could, the idea scared her for the rest of her family and friend, but there was little she could do. "So what happens when they get implanted?"

Mother chuckled " They will coming willingly to an undisclosed location for assignment, then a seeder or transformed caste male will provide the
Sperm that will fertilize the egg. For some they will just be breeders, Only giving birth to a new generation of our kind, others will be transformed into the caste of our system. "

Rubbing her head, the information all to much she stared blankly at the mother. "What are the caste?" She asked trying to understand.

" the caste are our kind with jobs, workers, farmers, soldiers, gatherers, breeders and such. We are unsure how each of these will present themselves through your human flesh, but many of them do not appeal to the human eye. This is why your kind will need to be lured into subconscious states as to not be be repulsed or afraid to mate with them. "

Nodding, zarina began to understand just slightly what their plan involved. Though dizzy with the thought of it all.

"I know it is confusing for you, but the queen can surely answer any of your questions if you so have any, but please do not fret, those that are your family or you are fond of will be treated kindly as possible. you will be given the choice in how they will all join us. "

Sighing with relief with the last statement, though it didn't get them out of chain but out of the pot it made her feel just a little bit better about it all.

One of the cow girls started to crawl over to the mother, trying to suckle from her again but was quickly pushed away " but before all that we need your males. We need farmers to breed the stock. They must always be filled with young as to provide the milk we need." The mother patted zarina on the shoulder then turned to the doctor " and we will need those machines as I mentioned before, sooner than later if you please" 

Mentally drained from the days events and all the information she was given,Zarina took her leave to return to her room and rest. There was a lot to sit and process in the quiet of her room.