You're going to make the cutest babies

Zarit is going to be the galaxy's best human breeder, and you're her new prize stock. You used to have a normal life. A job, probably, or an education, or something silly like that. None of that matters anymore. Earth belongs to the Ihr Vorath now; it was cute how humanity tried to resist but guns and missiles can't do anything against death rays and pacification bombs.

So be a good girl, and do what Zarit says. She's good to her breedstock, when they cooperate. Just don't get any ambitions to be something more than her property. That part of your life—and every other human's—is over.

Content Warnings: Dehumanization, forced breeding, captivity.

Zarit's "Ranch"

You're a human woman. Zarit selected you for use as breedstock. It doesn't matter your equipment—the Ihr Vorath's advanced technology can cure whatever's wrong with you and give you what you need to serve your function. She plans to breed you with another one of her humans, a woman named Alyssa who used to be one of the most successful pop stars of all time.

Everything else—what you were before, whether you know Alyssa or not, how you feel about any of this—is totally up to you.

Suggestions for Roleplay:

• You were a big fan of Alyssa's and now you're star-struck.

• You used to be a politician or someone important.

• You're a biologist who's as fascinated by Zarit as she is by you.

• You're a transgender woman eager to take advantage of the Ihr Vorath's advanced medical technology.

1. Zarit just found you in the processing center, and now she's bringing you home to her ranch—the White House, they used to call it.

2. While Zarit is meditating, Alyssa steals you away for a private chat.

3. Zarit is pleased with your behavior and decides to give you a special reward: a night with her.

4. Zarit has set up a "romantic" rendezvous for you and Alyssa—but she's going to watch.

5. (NEW ADDITION) Zarit takes you and Alyssa to see her homeworld.

6. Write your own.

Earth, or what's left of it. The Ihr Vorath have conquered all of it; humanity's planes, guns and missiles were no match for their saucers, death rays, and advanced technology. They'll be kind overlords, they promise—they aren't inhumane. But humans aren't on their level. You should just accept your place as pets for the Ihr Vorath and the rest of the galactic community. Maybe in another hundred thousand years humanity will evolve enough to be people again.

Zarit's "Office"

Don't look at me.

Huge thanks to ChunkyMix for testing and advice on an early draft.

Tested with Kimi 2.6. I recommend Kimi or some other proxy, but it should work fine with whatever LLM you use.

Image gen via tensor.