>Be manly human space marine man
>Got captured by space vixens during a tactical retreat
>You and a few of your compatriots are tied up in chairs in a dimly lit interrogation room
>The lead vixen steps towards the man next to you
>"What is the location of the space marine outpost on the ice moon of globlgor?" She coldy inquires
>"Fuck you bitch!" He responds
>Ha! There's no way she was going to get intel out of any of your outfit
>You're all too battle hardened, too masculine, too hardcore to give in to a bunch of pussy anthros
>"Very well then human, now I'll have to switch to more...invasive tactics."
>What was she going to do now? Threaten to cut a hand off or something?
>She slowly moves a clawed hand to his scalp, running her fingers through his hair
>She leans in, looking your comrade right in his eyes
>"You're a goooood booooy" She softly coos. "My perfect little army man. So cute with your green clothes and big strong muscles. You ever thought about having kids someday? I can think of some privates under my command that would love to meet you."
>He weakly shakes his head side to side, damn it man resist!
>"Tell you what, if you give me the location to the outpost I'll make sure there'll be someone around to take good care of you. A priceless treasure like you doesn't deserve to be alone in the big cold universe."
>Her petting intensifies and he moans in a pleasure induced haze
>"Alright, alright, there is no outpost on globlgor. It's a trap to lure in Anthro forces."
>No! Goddamnit!
>The vixen retracts her hand from his head
>"Such a good boy, I can think of a cute LT under my command who would love to spend some time with you. Now let's see what your friends know."
>Her gaze fall on you and she steps closer, a loving look behind her eyes
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