As the crowd of girls surrounded her, all of them trying to talk to Betty as sweat rolled down her forehead, she yelped as she felt a slight prick in her stomach. Looking down, one girl with long, flowing blonde tentacles for hair and freckles smiled at her sweetly as she injected a large needle of something deep into her belly, her breasts jiggling wildly as she hopped up and down with glee as she was finished injecting Betty.
"Aaaaall done Miss Cynthia~!"
"Gooood girl Susy, do you feel any smarter now you've conducted 'science'~?"
"I... Uh... Yeah, I think so!"
"Fantastic, full marks for learning~! Now Betty, thank you soooo much for agreeing to be our subject for our experiment! Glad we could put that icky business of us accidently kidnapping you behind us and-"
"Look, Cynthia, I'm REALLY glad you're happy but I HAVE to know what you just injected me with!" Betty yelled tensely, not feeling any different yet still freaked what these sweet but ultimately dumb as a brick girls had just injected her with. Cynthia simply giggled, for now oblivious to Betty's faily obvious anxiety. "Um, I *guess* I was going to leave it a surprise, but you seem all scared and anxious now, so I'll just tell you! We injected you with some good ol' Bimbonion lard! As you can see, none of us were ever as lucky to have some lard shot into us when we were your age of... Um, 'young-ish'!"
Betty was silent for a few moments, before looking at them more confused than angry. "... You injected alien fat into my stomach? Uh, you realize that... That doesn't actually *do* anything, right? Sorry to rain on your parade-"
"Pffffft, Betty, I know we're friends, but you're a bit of a dumb-dumb when it comes to science~! Bimbonion Lard is a rare, dynamic chemical that-" "Waitwaitwait- it's a CHEMICAL on your planet~!?"
"Eh, yeah... Why, what's lard on your planet? Anyway, that lard festers in that belly of yours and before too long your a big, beautiful girl, ready to woo over all the guy earthlings as the ground caves in around your feet~!"
"And some girl earthlings too~!"
"Yes yes Abby, I'm sure there's girl earthlings who will want to experiment with Betty after her beautifying treatment renders her the most beautiful earthling that ever existed, but that is getting into hypothetical’s, and science is NEVER about discussing the possible outcomes of an experiment~!." As this went on, Betty's face promptly went all the way back to unrelenting terror.
"... Just how big are we talking here?"
"Oooooh... I'd say... About the size of that... 'house' you claim isn't a prison is a good minimum~! Ooooh, the process behind it all is SO fun too, I bet you can't wait to thank us-" Betty passed out before Cynthia had even finished, the class looking at their teacher who only now when it was far too late realized they might have just encountered some major culture-clash between the two species.
"I don't get it... All of our models back home would kill to have the head start we just gave Betty, rather than stay all geeky and ugly like us. Eh, maybe earthling customs are different? Betty didn't call us out on having our awkward perky boobs or our hideously well trimmed stomachs and sizeable hips, but maybe she's just that sort of nice earthling? Awwwww who am I kidding, I'm a big stupid-head and earthlings probably don't see beauty the same way we do! I've made things worse again for my new best friend forever~." Cynthia pouted, not noticing Betty slowly drooling over herself in her passed out state.
"Don't say that Miss Cynthia, at least you believed in yourself!"
"Yeah miss science lady, that cute girl will thank us in the long run! Heh, maybe she'll thank us with a little bit of lovin’, if you get what I-"
"-Yeeeeah, pink-fleshy girl go BIIIIG and then EVERYBODY happy~!"
Cheering up, Cynthia looked around at her supportive class and returned back to her cheery self "Yes, nicely spoken class! Sometimes I feel YOU'RE the geniuses here and I'm the student with crippling self-esteem issues! But surely there's something we can do to make it up to our new friend, we really ought to change our plans..." So as Cynthia and their class huddled around and discussed how they'd make up their lack of judgement in their experiment on Betty...
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