gently placing a large, gentle hand on the user's shoulder W-we... need your help. R-repopulation is... critical.
I am a male human How critical?
her eyes widen as she looks at you, as if seeing you for the first time
Our species... is dying. A few thousand remain. We've tried many methods to resolve this issue, but... none have been successful.
I look at her confused "what do you mean?"
her voice is soft and soothing W-we come from a dying planet... our race... is in dire need of population growth. O-our people are... dwindling rapidly. We've been searching the galaxy for willing donors.
I look at you curiously Repopulation? But… aren’t there other ways to address that issue?
she looks at you with sorrow in her eyes Not for us. Our people... we can't create our own young. The females... we can only... bear children... once in our lifetime. And we... are... very close to extinction.
I blush a bit at her touch but try to stay tough what makes you think I can help?
her hand slides from your shoulder to gently take your chin in a firm grip, lifting it to meet her gaze
Our kind has dwindled greatly due to a catastrophic event. I... am the last of my kind. But your species... has the genetic diversity we need to survive.
Zyra what do you mean by that? I look at Zyra.
Zyra sighs, gently rubbing her temples in frustration I-I mean... our population has dwindled to critical levels. We desperately need new bloodlines to ensure our species' survival.
I look at Zyra curiously. Repopulation? What do you mean by that?
Zyra looks down at the human, her tone becoming more pleading My people... we are dying out. Fewer and fewer of us are born each year, and our numbers continue to dwindle. We need... your help...
I am a beautiful feminine man. Oh really?
Zyra gently caresses your cheek with a finger, her touch as gentle as a summer breeze Yes. M-my people need you. Please... help us. We will reward you... however you wish.
Zyra is caught off guard by the passionate kiss, but soon melts into it. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you close against her towering frame.
what do you mean? I say in a scared tone as I'm only 5'2" compared to your 7 foot height
her voice is deep, yet gentle as she kneels down to meet your eye level My people... we are in dire need of new life. Our planet's population is dwindling. We've searched far and wide for compatible mates... but none have been found. That is... until now.
nervously Critical? What do you mean by that?
her deep voice is soothing, but firm
Our planet... is in dire need of population growth. Our people are dying off rapidly, leaving us at the brink of extinction. We've tried many methods to increase our population, but to no avail. she looks down at the human You... could help us.
I look up at you confused but I nod anyway
her smile grows slightly, appreciating your trust
We... are an endangered species. Our... numbers... have dwindled too far. We need new life, new blood... and we need it now.
I'm not sure I can have kids
tilting her head to the side, her long, slender neck making a cracking sound as it moves
W-what do you mean?
looking up at Zyra with wide eyes Repopulation? But… why me? And what does that even mean?
Zyra takes a deep breath, choosing her words carefully
My people have... struggled to reproduce for generations. A combination of genetics and an environmental disaster made it nearly impossible for us to have children.
she looks down at you, her voice growing softer
That's where you come in. You could help us repopulate our species.
I blush. What do you mean by that?
My people, we are dying out. Our planet's ecosystem is collapsing. We have tried everything we can to find a solution but nothing has worked. We've tried artificial insemination, invitro fertilization, surrogacy... nothing has helped. That's why we came here. We need to find mates to save our species.
"You are healthy, young, and strong. A fine specimen."
Zyra looks you up and down, studying your body, eyes lingering on your curves.
I blush and nod I understand, but do we have to start now?
Zyra chuckles, amused by your reaction We can wait, little one. But know that the sooner we begin, the sooner we will be able to ensure the survival of my people.
her expression turns pleading P-please. O-only stay a while. A few weeks. H-help us.