|A long tube went into her vagina, they needed her to dilate. Sometimes they could just go in and get the egg. But she happened to be too tense.
There was a time limit on the atmospheric window that would allow them to get her back to her home in time for the drug that would make her forget to start taking affect as well.
So by now their were a series of tubes running in and out of her collecting different enzymes, fluids and samples.
He aways hated to do things this way. But the OBGYN was professionally minded. He knows she has to relax to get the tube in to collect the egg this early on. He was also aware that the treaty granted them passage through certain terrestrial airspace boundaries for only a certain amount of minutes.
So the OBGYN gave her an enzyme to bring her clitoris and a few other areas back to sensation.
With all the assistants in the room in what equaled hazmat uniforms. All Livei saw was a room full of aliens. The neo-classical version, this was the bio-suit. They didn’t want to catch things like MRSA, small pox, the common cold that kind of thing from her.
She however was oblivious to this.
So “a room full or aliens, thirty or forty”, she thought. But the number was closer to just above twenty. “And a perverted little happy doctor monster”, who to her looked like a malnourished sun beat leathery, beady eyed, hairless ear and nose less little man.
The assistants and students in the bio suits bobbled clumsily a bit while standing still, looking awkward like people in bio suits do, and fidgety like people in crowds do.
The OBGYN pulled a facial recognition device in front of her face so that the computer could discern her emotional state. The device is very similar to the facial recognition software used in Los Vegas casinos to spot disguised card counting teams and alert the floor managers.
The OBGYN had an assistant who was also breed to be resistant to newly developed diseases that had developed on the planets surface over the last several hundred years place and position the various stimulation devices.
The machine's silvery sensory screen was the one in control of stimulating Livei.
“Oh My God? What are you trying to do to me?!? Oh Shit?! Oh my Freakin God!”
But the entire room remained decidedly professional. And the happy little monster seemed to turn away and be busy with mechanical devices that spun and whizzed in her perception.
“Aren’t you going to even watch! You little perv! Oh God Jesus Damn!” The neck of the silvery rectangular screen kept moving in front of her face, as if it was following her head motion in a dance. She crowned out loud as the screen read subtle notions in her muscle and skin tone to regulate intensity intuitively and applied acupuncture, ultra sound, electricity, and different kinds of touch. The electrodes placed around her body warmed and stimulated her nervous system deeply.