Thread: Interstellar Courtship (Darkstar89 x Deviant)

There had once been a time, not so long ago, that Sophie wouldve laughed at the thought of becoming a PSC officer. The idea of being at the beck and call of some unknown alien was a frightening prospect however once she got out of school there were simply no jobs to be found. Shed looked for years living off her familys meager funds until they finally kicked her to the curb. With no other prospects shed headed to the nearest GSC office to sign up expecting to be one of the anonymous child bearers for some Phobian or another. However after a series of tests they decided she would be better suited to be a member of PSC. That was how she found herself in line to enter the portal that would take her to her new home for however long she was needed. Like everyone else she was dressed in a blue bodysuit that clung to her rather impressive curves like a second skin. The cut was low giving a glimpse of the swells of her breasts but other than that was not overtly seductive. Over one shoulder there was a small duffle bag that held all of her personal effects as well as a few changes of cloths. Since there was no telling how long she would be over there it was better to be prepared. When it came time for the slender brunette to step through the portal she froze for a moment contemplating running away and pretending shed never agreed to this. However she really didnt have much of a choice. So with a deep breath she stepped in and was surprised by howpleasant the transition was. It was a bit like being submerged in a warm bath and it seemed to cradle her body for the brief moment it took to transport her to Phobos. The next thing she knew she was standing on the other side and being hustled off the platform to make room for the next jumper. It was a bit humid here, that was the first thought that entered her mind and for a moment she swore that she could see trees through the high windows around The Jump but it was too quick to be certain. Soon enough some faceless GSC officer was hustling her into a hall way were a series of doors lined either side of the hallway. He did a quick bio scan to confirm her identity. Sophia Lewis? he questioned and when she nodded he smiled. I was told to expect a member of the PSC today youre going to be meeting your mate if you will in one of the private rooms down this way. From there you will travel with him to his home. This way. The man moved fast and she had trouble keeping up in the high heeled boots shed decided to wear. They went down several hallways each on identical to the next all with numbered doors and sometimes she swore she could hear moans coming from behind them. The very idea had her flushing faintly. Eventually though they reached what she assumed was her room and she was gently pushed in and the door shut behind her. This room resembled more of a lounge with a comfortable looking couch as well as a plate full of snacks sitting on the wooden coffee table. Nervously she sat down clutching her back to her chest. As far as she could tell the Phobian she was assigned to had not yet arrived so she had a moment to collect herself. Surely it wasnt going to be all that bad?