[ WP ] The invaders have landed and humanity has surrendered , almost immediately . They have no use for our planet , our resources , or our labor . They are , however , a compassionate race , and find Humans to be `` cute '' . Humanity is adopted , en masse , as pets .

My life, not the greatest in the first place, took a turn for worse the day the invaders came. Humanity's leaders had surrendered in a panic, unable to combat the force of an entire species. Some of the more... stupid, let's say stupid, of us tried to fight, but most of us had resigned ourselves to extinction. I could do with some extinction right now. 
 
 I could say that they had me imprisoned, but that would n't be accurate. It was n't a prison, or a cell. It was a kennel. Like, a human-sized dog kennel. Large enough that I could stretch out and move, but small enough that more than one person per kennel would make them very cramped. Moving a bit, a chill runs through my body. The floor is cold and they've removed my clothing, as they'd done to the many other whimpering people lined up in their own kennels next to mine. They said it was for the best and that they would provide warmer conditions, but it had been an hour now and nothing. 
 
 Broken from my musing on the floor by a frightened scream, I looked to my left, seeing the young woman in the cage next to mine being pulled from her confinement. She squirmed and cursed, but it was useless. Next to the invaders, we humans were only about 20 % as large, so the young lady was cuddled to the alien's chest like a stuffed toy. 
 
 The extraterrestrials actually looked quite human from a distance. But up close, they were gigantic, humanoid cats. The furry fandom would be elated. The alien, a male with a calm expression, stroked the girl's hair and shushed her as another of the giant cat's fitted her with what looked like a high-tech collar. And then she was taken away. 
 
 My throat went dry. One by one my fellow humans had been collared and claimed by these space-faring cat-people. And as our numbers dwindled, the greater the chance that I would be chosen. I prayed that I would just be ignored, but my prayers were not to be answered. In my lapse in attention, a pair of fur-covered arms gripped me tight and pulled me from my confinement. Before I knew it, the collar was locked on my neck and I was flipped around to stare into the serene eyes of a female feline. 
 
 `` You are adorable!'' she squealed, and I cringed at her butchered pronunciation of three so-simple words. Her speech was thick with an unfamiliar accent. Apparently aliens did n't all speak perfect English after-all. Dammit, movies. You lied to me. `` We give you good home!'' 
 
 We were walking now, being led into a room with what I could only assume to be an examination table in the center, which I was strapped to. Another female entered, holding some device that she expanded into a tablet of some-kind. Thankfully, her grasp of English was better when she spoke, but it did n't help that she was petting my head as she talked to me. 
 
 `` Do n't worry.Just a quick examination, a few shots, and- hang on...'' She turned to the cat-lady who had taken and collared me, saying something in what must have been their native language. Probably a question based on the tone. Receiving an answer that seemed to satisfy her, she turned back to me. `` -And your owner has elected NOT to have you desexed.'' Despite THAT little bit of good news, I began to panic again. This thing could have me neutered?! And the fact she chose not to had implications of its own. Now I'm not a virgin, and I'm most definitely a quote-unquote'guy.' But the thought that my owner might want to breed me with an unwilling girl... I was no rapist. The'vet' sighed at my squirming, before once more saying something in her alien language. 
 
 My collar buzzed for a moment and my mind went hazy. And then things went dark. 
 
 > < Six Months Later > < 
 
 The sound of my owner calling my name woke me from my nap. I did n't get up however. If she wanted me, she could come to me. I realized early on that while the pet's life kinda sucked, these alien-felines were n't enslaving them or making them pets out of malice. It was no different than the reason humans had bunnies, or kittens, or puppies. Because they were fun and cute. Dihana -- - my owner's name -- - came into the room and rubbed my face before picking me up and cuddling me to her. 
 
 I was careful not to move much as I asked to be put down. Dihana understood me -- - though after the'obedience training' refused to speak English to me -- - and complied, careful herself. I looked up at her slightly swollen abdomen. It was clear the family was going to get bigger soon. And I was happy for her, though given that I slept in her room, I had to be there for the conception. Shuddering at the memory, I move to the door of the home. The door recognized and activated my collar before sliding open with a hiss and allowing me into the yard. I grimaced a bit. I still hated this part. 
 
 I did my business quickly, wondering for the umpteenth time why I had to do this when the cats knew we had plumbing back on Earth. Reentering the home, he noted his food and water bowl were now filled and Jilha -- - Dihana's husband -- - home, watching a news-video on his tablet-like device. I like Jilha. He was cool. Still treated humans as pets, but at least recognized we were n't drooling idiots. 
 
 `` Yo!'' I greeted, grabbing a handful of food pellets in my dish. Bland, but highly nutritious, I had found out. He looked down at me, smiling slightly as he greeted me in perfect English and motioned for me to lay in his lap. I hated doing it, as it was so degrading, but I complied, relinquishing myself to the head-scratching and back-rubbing. 
 
 `` So... I'm sorry in advance...'' Jilha said, and a feeling of dread rushed through me. Advanced apologies were never a good sign. They meant things like'Going to the Vet,' or'We need you to sleep outside tonight.' As if on cue, Dihana entered the room, looking like the cat that swallowed the canary. She was holding a pet carrier... an occupied pet carrier. I wanted to look away, but could only watch in fascination as she reached into the carrier, swiftly pulling out a collared, human woman. A violently struggling human woman, who would probably be cursing just as violently had it not been for the muzzle locking her lips closed. She had a big, poofy red bow tied around her neck as well. Obviously she was meant to be a present when Dihana shoved her face right next to mine, jabbering in that headache-inducing alien language. I palmed my face and the new girl glared at my, now our, owners. 
 
 `` She says your new name is Lulu,'' Jilha addressed the new girl, who's eyes widened indignantly. `` You're going to be Rex's mate, I guess.'' 
 
 `` We've been over this...'' I groaned at him, and Jilha nodded. Then I turned to the girl. `` My name is n't Rex, it's Chris.'' 
 
 `` I know, but you know if you do n't mate, Dihana will just take you to the vet and have it done artificially. She thinks you need this.'' 
 
 `` Get caught jerking it one time and suddenly she thinks I'm starved for sex...'' I uttered and'Lulu' quirked an eyebrow, calming down slightly that our conversation was at least in English. I looked up at Dihana and saw her smile never left her face. `` It's times like this I wish she'd neutered me...''
