Several other men were being auctioned off as only women were left now.

"I'm presenting you the other gender. The females!" The alien introduced as we felt uncomfortable. Only few Xanilian men were present now as all the women had already purchased their human males.

The men looked at each other as rivals at this point. They had to prove their power to the remaining 3 female humans and each other.

My skin burned off as I noticed someone eying me. A masked Xanilian man with intense amber eyes and pupil shaped like a cat's.

"These women were extremely difficult to catch!" The alien explained. "One of them took 3 years to hunt, 4 years to hunt and 5 whole years!"

"The wicked witch!" He pulled out Irene. "The spiteful snake!" He pulled out Cindy. "And lastly— the mad tigress!" He finally pulled me out.

The men's eyes widened as they scanned us.

"Wicked witch starting at 1 million Drouts!"

Several hands shot up at once.

"2 million Drouts!"

The number of hands remained same.

"3 million Drouts!"

Now only two hands remained.

By now we caught up with the drill. If two people are tied up they're called to the stage to do the mating calls and claim their human.

The first Xanilian didn't have any effect on Irene. All the men chuckled off, trying to suppress their laughter on his embarrassment.

The second one however made Irene kneel down and her body felt uncomfortable on her. Her face slowly melted off with pleasure as she begged for the Xanilian to touch her, pet her, stroke her hair to calm her down.

The other Xanilians fake cheered for him as he collared Irene's neck with the standard black collar.

"Master 1089 was wonderful in handling the wicked witch." The alien praised him. "But we still have two more—" He announced greedily.

"Presenting the spiteful snake at 5 million drouts!"

Several hands stood up.

"6 million drouts."

Few of the hands dropped.

"7 MILLION DROUTS!" He boomed.

Only one was left now.

"Ahhh, the war general himself!" The alien smiled.

The young general looked nervous. His reputation was at stake here.

He made a rumbling growl from the deep of his diaphragm. To his relief Cindy knelt down like Irene and begged him to calm her down.

Once again Xanilians cheered for the lucky owner.

"Cindy? What— what happened?" I asked while standing straight. If I knelt down beside her they'll mistake me to be reacting to the call.

"I—I don't know Yuri, all I feel is hotness all over." She let out a moan as soon as the general touched her.

I walked back being more scared and disgusted than ever as the general collared her and took her away on his arms.

"Now now dear masters, calm down." The alien grinned happily as the money he made today was an extraordinary amount.

"We still have the last one, the best one to be savoured properly— Mad Tigress!"

All the Xanilians roared in excitement.

I didn't know I was that special.

"8 million drouts!"

Several hands raised up.

"10 million drouts!"

Few hands had fallen.

"20 million drouts!"

Only two hands remained.

"Master 1235 and Master 1456, please come up to the stage and present your skills." The alien declared.

The first one, didn't have any sort of effect on me. All I could feel was a nasty growl.

All the Xanilians burst into laughter as the first one went down embarrassed.

The second one did the same sort of growl. I backed away in disgust.

The alien and othe Xanilians seemed happier.

"Any other master to make claims at 25 million drouts?" He asked.

Finally one of them stood up. It was the cat eyed Xanilian who made my skin burn with goosebumps.

"Drouteraian." He started with a haunty voice. A voice I was too much familiar with.

"Let's end the auction shall we? I do not have time to waste."

The alien laughed. "Master, I'm only following the rules—"

"40 million drouts." He said quietly.

The whispers and gasps became very apparent.

"40–40 million did you say?" The alien shuttered.

"What did I say about repeating." He threw a bunch of cash on the alien's face.

The alien greedily tried to pick up all the cash. "I'm extremely sorry your majesty." He bowed deeply with cash slipping off his hands.

"But—but the final test—"

All the Xanilians gasped again in shock.

"It's the prince?!" They whispered among themselves.

The Xanilian sighed irritated and walked towards me.

He let out a deep rumbling growl that made my body quiver and run hot, my boobs suddenly felt heavy, nipples pecked through the onsie white synthetic suit which the alien made me wear earlier.

I could almost feel my hole wetting and twitching in agony as my entire body submitted defeat by kneeling down and struggling to catch breath.

"What— what did you do?" I asked as my boobs were begging to be touched and squeezed and nipples to be teased.

He slowly touched my jaw and I let out a moan. His touch slightly calmed the agony he created in my body.

He simply smirked in arrogance.