A few paces ahead of Lina, a pregnant woman was receiving her head drone.
“But I’m pregnant… please let me go. Have mercy..”
The translator with the braces continued to finger her pussy, seemingly oblivious to her pleading.
“Y-your pregnancy is… advanced… it is inefficient… you w-wil abort your fetus to grow…in an amniotic tube.” she said as if it were a mundane everyday thing.
“What?!” The preggo blurted panicked, as her drone settled on her head.
Whatever objection she had was shortly obliterated from her mind when the drone started siphoning pink fatty deposits from inside her skull into the waste repository.
She started to groan whorishly like she was orgasming.
“I-I w,…will. Obey the … Gravax” she intoned monotonously as she walked over to a waiting tube.

Lina watched as the aliens injected her spine with some kind of orange liquid, inducing her labor prematurely. The pregnant slut squatted over the waiting tube like she was taking a shit. Mere minutes later, her baby was crowning. It popped out of her and splashed into the green goop below. The Aliens separated the umbilical cord,and attached it to the top of the metal canister, before screwing the top on.
The alien chirped contentedly, and moved the baby in a bottle out of the room, and out of Lina’s sight.

She moved up in the queue, and realized that it was finally her turn to get droned. She prayed harder to God for deliverance than she ever had in her life, but if he was listening, he didn't seem to be answering prayers today.