Jim found himself in a strange concourse resembling a terran mall. Yes, there was a kiosk selling cell phones, and a store with overpriced t-shirts, but there was alien things too - like the food place selling something that looked like fried weasels on a stick, and a place that seemed to be selling living breathing matresses.
Then there were the aliens.
Hundreds, perhaps thousands of them were strolling up and down the concourse, shopping and chatting. Big ones, furry ones, scaly ones - and the majority very much female (as a human might think) and exotically beautiful, with large pairs of breasts (in some cases with extra pairs - or more...) sexy arms and legs - and in a few cases, tails and tentacles.
"Ten hours to have sex with thirteen beautiful alien women?" Jim said to himself, glancing at his watch and hoping it wasn't Earth-hours - it could take Sharon a while to get warmed up..." Or the Earth is doomed? Oh-kay..." He smiled at the dare. Yes, he could DO THIS!
Forming a plan, he approached the first prespective encounter, a feline alien who would have looked perfect on the set of "Avatar" - and set his plan in motion.
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