“Earthlings, you will remain seated while we explain our purpose here.”

“Excuse me Dax,” President Payne interrupted, “why have you locked us in this room? That’s not necessary, we all came willingly.”

“Yes,” called out Zhang, “we demand that you unlock that door immediately!”

Chuckling aloud, Dax responded, “You are in no position to demand anything Mr. Zhang. In fact, you and your fellow earthlings are now our pawns in the harvesting of this planet.”

“HARVESTING,” yelled out Pechkin as he stood up from his chair.

Within seconds, all the leaders attempted to stand in protest against the VynKrellen.

Smirking at the futile attempt of the humans to fight their inevitable destiny, Dax and the other VynKrellens sitting about the room tilted their heads back slightly. This subtle movement exposed a set of gill like flaps on either side of their necks, which quickly began to flutter.

Immediately, a clear and odorless gas was released into the air, causing the humans to gasp and quiver as they unknowing inhaled the imperceptible vapor. Almost immediately, they all gently slumped back into their chairs, completely unable to move.

“That is better,” said Dax. “Now, I will continue.

“That, our human pets, was an airborne paralytic. It disables your ability to respond physically, but keeps your brains and all your senses fully functional. You can hear us, see us, and fully understand everything we communicate, but your nervous systems will not be able to respond to any commands from your primitive brains. The effect will last one full hour of your earth time, or until we administer the neutralizing agent.”

With shear panic now surging through everyone’s frozen bodies, they were all helpless to do anything but sit there and listen to the alien invaders.

“We created your species on this planet many millennia ago with a singular purpose. Humans are a food source for the VynKrellen. We cultivated your species into a population of billions in order to provide a sustainable food source for our growing world. Now we have come to harvest our crop. You will come to accept that the human male’s creamy semen and the human female’s sexual energy that is released just prior orgasm are delicacies for us. We sustain ourselves on a balanced diet of energy and proteins, which humans will provide in abundance. When properly stimulated, you will supply us with all the necessary nutrients we require,” exclaimed Dax who now had a bone-chilling grin on his incredibly handsome face.

“We are what you humans call hermaphrodites. We are neither male nor female by your definition and understanding of anatomy. We can extract both pleasure and sustenance from either of your sexes. We use our shape-shifting skills to make us appear attractive and harmless in order to lower your defenses and gain your trust. You will be easily conquered by your greatest vulnerability; your libido!”

Unable to respond in any way to Dax’s comments, every human in the room felt their blood run cold as they sat helplessly in despair.

Could what the VynKrellen just said actually be true, they all asked themselves? Could the human race be instantly reduced from the masters of the earth to an alien race’s meal plan?

When the carefully orchestrated mixture of male and female aliens sitting between each couple began nodding their heads in apparent excitement, the humans’ eyes widened in fear and confusion as their dilated pupils darted about in stunned disbelief.

Still smiling as he soaked in the sight of the helpless humans now at his mercy, Dax soon continued.

“Allow me to explain how we will enslave your species rather effortlessly, making earth the largest and most productive farm planet to ever exist in any galaxy.

“Exploiting your unique olfactory systems we can release an airborne pheromone that will overwhelm your bodies. Within seconds of inhaling this pheromone your bodies will ignite with intense sexual tension and desire that will demand release. No one will be immune to the effects. No one will be able to deny the unrelenting desire to orgasm. To state this in earth lingo, our pheromone will make your primitive bodies so horny that you will do anything to experience the euphoria of release through orgasm.”

Rising from his seated position at the large table, Dax began to walk slowly around the table of helpless humans as he gently caressed his victims’ frozen bodies as he passed by.

“Within a few of your earth weeks, there will be no more war, no more conflict, no more ideological persecution. Soon, we will have total control of you and the other world leaders. Then, you will all actively assist us in our efforts to harvest the delicacies that thrive amongst your planet’s bounty of human bodies.

“Do not underestimate our capabilities. Our powers are great, and are no match for your primitive abilities... Shall I demonstrate?”

Standing between President Christopher Payne and his lovely wife Alicia, Dax carefully leaned forward, placed his head directly between theirs and paused for a moment.

While the other captives throughout the room were focusing their attentions on the VynKrellen and the helpless couple, Christopher and Alicia strained to shift their eyes toward the alien figure positioned only inches from the sides of their faces. Rather quickly, tears began to well and roll from the corners of Mrs. Payne’s frantic eyes.

A stunningly beautiful woman, Alicia Payne was a former swimsuit model who by all accounts made the perfect partner for her politically ambitious and heart-stopping hunk of a handsome husband. In her mid-thirties, the strikingly sexy woman stood just under 5’ 8” tall and weighed in the neighborhood of 125 lbs. Adorned with a magnificent set of natural DD sized breasts that strained to escape her bra and blouse, the awe-inspiring works of art projected perfectly from her shapely feminine frame.

Among her many attributes was a remarkably toned and sexy body, and a head of long and full-bodied black hair that perfectly framed a beautifully sculpted face with piercing violet eyes. Alicia looked like a movie star and was certainly a very fitting wife for the handsome and highly charismatic American President.

Closing his eyes and inhaling, the gill like flaps on Dax’s neck suddenly began to flutter. Almost immediately, Christopher and Alicia’s eyes widened even further as they felt their bodies become overwhelmingly sexually stimulated. Confused and somewhat dazed by the sensations quickly building within their bodies, they began to gasp gently through their noses.

Around the room, all those looking on could tell something was happening to the gorgeous couple, they just couldn’t tell what. They saw their breathing become more rapid as their bodies appeared to twitch in response to whatever Dax had just done.

Standing up straight again, Dax petted the couples’ heads gently and said, “There, that will do it.”

Returning to his seat at the head of the table, not far from the American President and First Lady whom he had just dosed with his scent, he quipped with a chuckle, “Pay very close attention humans, you are witnessing the beginning of your species indentured service to the VynKrellen.”

Still staring at the American couple as their bodies continued to respond to the highly erotic pheromone that now filled their noses; it wasn’t difficult for the others to see the devastating effects. The couple’s wide eyes, with pupils constricted to tiny dots, stared outward without focus as the first physical sign of their induced condition soon became visible. Within seconds, Alicia’s stiffened nipples could be seen pressing firmly against her bra and blouse. The women taking in the unsettling sight knew how physically and emotionally uncomfortable it must have been for the First Lady to have her nipples become so large and hard that they were plainly visible through both garments.

Witnessing Alicia’s incredibly erect nipples and their labored breathing as tormented groans of distress escaped from their paralyzed vocal cords, the others around the table didn’t yet understand the full effects of the pheromone on the helpless couple.

What they couldn’t see was Christopher’s bulging pants beneath the tabletop. He had a hard-on so vicious that it needed to be released or he feared damaging himself. Meanwhile, his wife’s swollen and throbbing clit was now pressing against her delicate silk undies in desperate need of attention.

Knowing that the President and his wife were now under the full effect of the pheromone, Dax smiled and spoke-out again as he motioned to the VynKrellens seated on either side of the suffering couple.

“Prepare the President to receive his bands of bondage and metameric.”

Rising quickly, the male VynKrellen who was seated alongside Alicia, and the female one seated next to the President went right to work. Unexpectedly strong, the human looking VynKrellen rather effortlessly slid the heavy chair holding the President away from the table. While lifting him to his feet, the huge tent like bulge in his trousers was immediately visible to everyone in the room, before they went right to work undressing him.