"Males are called dick heads on my planet."
"That's insulting."
"It's an accurate description. The penis does protrude from the forehead on my planet. The leaders have the biggest penises."
Fitz held Olivia. She was inseminated and waiting for her clone. He was instructed not to go into the kitchen for one hour. The clone would be sitting at the kitchen table. He decided to let her keep the alien fantasies. It made the sex better.
"How did you make your clone?"
"Somatic cell nuclear transfer."
"Why did you need the kitchen?"
"I needed water and a heat source."
"So, how long will you be pregnant?"
"One week."
"The pregnancy is one week?"
"Yes, he will be an adult male one day after birth."
"Your stomach is moving!"
"The fetus is growing."
Fitz pulled his arm away from Olivia and ran to the light switch. Her stomach was moving up and down. He screamed and ran.
"Fitz Grant where are you going?"
He stopped in the kitchen. The clone was sitting in the dark. She stood and turned on the light. Fitz screamed.
"Hello Fitz Grant."
"Why are you screaming Fitz Grant?"
"There is a clone in my kitchen!"
"Yes, the leaders are preparing for teleport."
Fitz shielded his eyes when a blue light filled the kitchen. Seconds later, the clone was gone.
"This isn't happening. I'm dreaming. It's not real."
"Don't be afraid Fitz Grant. We are a peaceful species."
"You're an alien!"
"I've completed my mission. We can get married Fitz Grant."
"You're pregnant."
"My clone will save the planet. Do you want me to terminate my pregnancy?"
"The fetus is almost here. I can't have an alien baby!"
"He will be half human. Are you disappointed Fitz Grant?"
"This can't be real."