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A loud, strident electronic sound marked the end of a long, calm, and hard-working

week for mankind, or to what was left of it. Despite the use of top-of-line cyber tech,

which included VTOL vehicles special explorations units such as aircraft and all-terrain

vehicles, the Human didn't manage to find the so needed exit to their predicament. The

seemingly endless, vast grotto did have no end, or at least it wasn't apparent.

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The Second buzzer sounded as imposing as the first one, more than enough to make the

very few Humans who were still hard working. Everyone was quiet now, attentive and

focusing their minds on their very surroundings. The city worth population of people

seemed to be scared, on the edge of panic, even traumatized. They all knew something

terrible and horrible was just about to happen, yet there wasn't much they could do.

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The last buzzer came along with a reverberating rumble! Loudly and powerful initiated

a series of even more powerful earthquakes that ultimately would lose all of the Human

beings' combined efforts. There would be people screaming across what could be

considered streets or at least what was left of them. Debris and wreckage would begin to

move and fall around. Some of the unlucky ones would be crushed on the stop by a car-

sized piece of walls falling of what one day was buildings.

Even the ones outside the city and towns didn't stand a chance. Lost among what

seemed to be a dense rainforest filled with dampness that tasted overpowering salty,

they could watch and hear the panicking spreading across the urban areas somewhat far

away from them. However, as one of them would commit the mistake of thinking that

they were safe, the very ground beneath would start to shake, rumble, and even worse,

move!

The very plan they were all standing on began to move fast and change shape! Some of

them wouldn't even have the opportunity to realize what was going on as the very large,

towering trees around them would move along the ground, colliding against each other

with imposing bangs and crushing anyone or anything caught in between.

In the middle of all of that havoc, one voice could be heard, shouting at the moving

landscaping as if coursing nature itself!

“I CURSE YOU, YOU DAMN ALIEN!!!”

BOOOMM!

A massive, skyscraper-sized all-black, long and curly tree was the last thing he saw.

With a very lazy neigh, Theobold would stretch his tall body. Despite having just spent

an entire week sleeping in the ship's extase chamber, the anthropomorphic male Zebra

felt like he had barely slept for two hours only. Part of the side effects of being left to

explore a whole sector of solar systems alone.

But that was just about to end. The buzzing notification sound from the ship's medical

computer would be the last one Theobold would have heard for a good while. The Zebra

was going home, and in fact, the ship was just arriving at the capital planet high orbit as

the computer was waking him up so he could safely land.

Upon listening to the third, annoying buzzer, Theobold would move a hand and, with a

single index, turn off the notification alarm.

“AAHHHAH!!! I’m awakeeeee!!!”

Said the Zebra, kinda yawning and still half asleep, very slowly casually stepping out of

the extase chamber.

The Humans knew that this time would come, and they knew that their bonanza would

eventually end. Even if they were the vast last survivors of their colony planet and only

managing to do so, for they have been lucky enough to have their entire cities, towns,

and small settlements fitting right underneath the grooves of the soles belonging to the

boots that happened to be part of the spacesuit of that nearly giga-sized

anthropomorphic looking alien creature.

Since the whole series of events happened only a week ago, the images were still quite

alive in the population's mind. It was on a sunny Monday, a brightening, almost

blinding spark of light surged on the horizon of the northern hemisphere of their

peaceful planet. The humans were thrilled in anticipation to celebrate the 50th

anniversary of the planet's colonization. Still, now that would never happen, for the

blinding light would soon give place to a multi dozen of kilometers tall anthro Zebra.

The size and dimensions of that being's body could barely be understood by the

Humans, who were nothing but microscopic if compared. Most of his body was covered

by a skin-tight, advanced, and fancy-looking space suit of sorts. Whatever was the

materials used on the fabric of this male alien suit, it was strong resistant. It would

either dissipate or absorb nearly any kind of project or weapon that they could fire upon

against it. Most of their attempts to inflict any arm on said creature would end with little

to no mark on the very base of his imposing and all-mighty exploration boots. Even

their most potent energy weapon would have all of their destructive power absorbed by

the Zebra's suit on the spot, only to add to its subsystem without even being registered

as an extra charge or whatsoever.

The difference in size scale between both species was just so huge. Even the most

modest scan, readings, and analyses executed by the Humans on the suit covering the

body of that enormous creature would reveal that the power source used only to keep

his bodysuit up and running could be used to power a good portion of their cities for

years to come!

And they couldn't get anything more than this as literally anything they had wouldn't

make through the fabric of his suit, which was quite scary, as the fabric itself seemed to

be thin and delicate. One thing was sure that Zebra was feeling quite comfortable while

wearing it. And despite the lack of info and the lack of capability of getting the info, it

wasn't all so hard to conclude that the alien creature which loomed over entire countries

and nations was a male. A detail that the passengers of any commercial supersonic fly

flying at the high levels of the atmosphere would be the first ones to notice since even at

such altitude, they could barely make it to be at waist level height with the towering

colossus, flying a little lower than his genitals and ominous bulge.

Not only aggressive measures were taken against the towering creature. The panicking

Humans down below executed multiple attempts to contact the Alien as they

desperately tried to inform the god-sized Zebra about their puny existence.

Unfortunately, all of such attempts turned out to be pitiful failures. At some point, it

became clear to the microbes living underneath the colossus's shadow how useless any

attempt to send him signals would have been. They all watch together one of the very

first movements upon arriving. The Zebra simply raised his left wrist to eye level,

seemingly checking some sort of smart sight mounted on his suit. Not even a sec after

that, every single Human-made transmission across the planet would be beeping, some

of them nearly melting, and as every single Human-made electronic in the city in the

immediate surroundings of the titan would dead short and even get into spontaneous

combustion. All of that happened due to a single, short and simple transmission between

Theobold's suit electronics and his ship flying in high orbit around the planet.

There were reports from passing Human airplanes about passengers suffering from

second-degree burns, especially from the airplanes passing immediately below the

shadow of the Zebra's wrist. The implications of that were clearly to the puny Human

scientific community. They had no way of generating any kind of transmission so

powerful that it would be required to be registered as even as interference by giant's

bodysuit.

All of that terror and destruction imposed over the Human civilization and that towering

anthropomorphic had barely even moved his muscles yet. But things would get tenfold

worse the moment Theobold would decide to do as the inhabitants living in the cities

that happened to be just by his boots would soon find out.

Theobold would have materialized himself just on top of a large, Human metropolitan

zone. Totally by chance, the multi-kilometer-tall Zebra was completely unaware of any

other intelligent life form inhabiting the planet. The moment his teleportation process

was over, citizens of three large cities would find themselves under the dark shadow of

a colossus Zebra and with a pair of kilometers wide polished gray boots looming on the

horizon. One by their west side and the other one by the east side.

Unfortunately, luck wasn't exactly by their side as entire sections of some cities were

gone. The location where once stood countless buildings, residential areas, and more

was now replaced by black, towering grooves part of the soles of the said boots. Only

the biggest and most audacious skyscrapers would have made it above the grooves. Yet,

it wouldn't have meant much as it only meant that whoever was on such buildings was

able to see the very beginning of the boot's base. If they tilted their heads upwards, there

were still a lot more boots left to be seen by dozens of kilometers tall to come, and

standing even higher was a pair of imposing muscles legs.

Some of the most curious citizens would even commit the stupid mistake of getting as

close as they could to the towering grooves, despite the constant warning from multiple

media channels warning about the danger and even about the possibility of being

bombarded by multiple different types of radiation that the inner mechanics mounted

abord of the space of suit of that godly being could be radiating. It is completely

unnoticeable to the Zebra but lethal to anyone at a microscopic level, such as the

Humans themselves. And yet these people didn't seem to care as a small group of

individuals just didn't seem to be able to keep their curiosity in check. They would

happily walk between the thick, black pillars like groovers, even walking deeper

between them and underneath the dark vastness of the Zebra's boot sole, getting

shocked upon realizing that some of the dust and debris stuck underneath and between

the valleys, they were so happily exploring could easily crush entire city blocks of their

puny cities if even falling loose. And the worse happened.

A deafening rumble signal that the worst was to come. From within the three cities

forming that metropolitan zone, the citizens were able to watch from a first-row seat the

mountain range-like legs on the verge of moving! The Zebra's left leg muscles were the

first ones to bulge and change shape. Given the tightness of the fabric forming his

spacesuit and the ridiculous, pathetical scale of the Human civilization, the population

below was able to see even the Zebra's tendons moving in preparation to propel what

could only be described as multiples tons of weight forward.

The curious group of people who have made the journey underneath the soles of that

towering creature found their end in a blink of an eye. They didn't even have the chance

nor the opportunity to react or to process what was just happening on to their

surroundings as the thick, skyscraper-sized black walls that formed each one of the

grooves belonging to Theobold soles would begin to ascend rapidly into the air. But that

wasn't exactly what killed all of them. The cause of their pitiful death was the simple yet

overpowering shockwaves generated by the displaced air of the boot moving. Their

bodies were granulated in instead given the sheer amount of G-force the displaced air

applied over them, turning all of them into nothing more than extra dust to collect under

the sole of someone who could be considered no less than a god by them.

The first leg to move it was Theobold's left one. Time doesn't slow down simply

because one is ultra-large. Still, to the puny microbes watching from down below, a

single step forward felt like an eternity. They were able to watch half of their vast

metropolitan zone being decimated by nothing but fast-moving air! The population of

the district is located around the front part of the left boot wouldn't be able to ignore

how much further deep into the ground the front part of the boot's sole sunk into the

ground, all the while the heel of the very same foot belonging to that towering colossus

was raising itself higher and higher into the air, allowing an avalanche of all of the sorts

of debris, dust, and mud to rain down over what was little left of the city. Some of the

mud chunks falling off Zebra sole were so large that they formed new hills of their own

upon landing on the ground below.

All of that destruction happening just beneath Theobold's shadow, and he didn't even

notice it.

By the time Theobold finished his first casual step, half of the metro zone was in tatters,

and yet the Zebro boy had his right foot to move. The same process repeated itself over

again, muscle rumbling, tendons moving. By the time the giant colossus was no longer

looming above the human metro zone, there wasn't any metro zone left at all. Three

cities, entirely destroyed by the indirect action's consequences of a casual and simple

stride forward. At that very moment, mankind realized their fate was sealed.

The landing location of Theobold's left boot turned into the ground zero of what could

barely be described as the landing place of an overpowering nuclear device. Even

mankind's most advanced massive destruction weapon wouldn't cause such damage

within a simple action and a single move.

Thousands of people living in a median-sized city would watch, terrified as a massive

shadow disguised their sky. The scale and proportions of the looming object were so

tremendous that the realization it was all, but the sole of somebody's boot left every

living soul in the city feeling ultra helpless, puny, and doomed. Just to try to imagine the

sheer amount of weight footwear of such size could apply over their entire landscape.

Not to mention that it was impossible to ignore the fact that very soon, they wouldn't

need to imagine the sheer weight that massive footwear was carrying. However, much

to their surprise, fate turned out to have different plans for them.

Their entire metropolis would end up proving to be much more pitful and pathetic, not

worth even becoming a tiny stain underneath the Zebra's sole as their buildings started

to crumble from the sheer force of the fast-moving air around them. Theobold boot was

still looming some good kilometers up in the sky. Yet, the amount of air a sole the size

could displace was more than enough to disintegrate a dozen human-sized cities. A

single medium-sized city, left-right underneath the landing zone, would have absolutely

no chance.

BOOMM!!

A volcano explosion like dust and debris containing what little remained from the puny

city was raised up into the higher levels of the atmosphere, at least from the human

nanoscopic point of view, of course. An apocalyptic level of destruction was executed

by a single stride out of that enormous colossus, and the Zebra didn't even need to

actually touch any of the Human-made structures so far to completely erase them from

existence.

And that was how an entire, prosperous human colony was erased out of the globe by a

single, ingenuous anthropomorphic Zebra who was simply carrying on his own

exploration tasks blissfully unaware that the very planet he stood upon was already

taken by another civilization. But not everything was lost, as, during the arduous

process of walking and collecting samples executed by Theobold, some humans would

surprisingly manage to make their way inside the colossus right boot through a tiny,

almost imperceptible breach between them the adornment and boot base.

Tiny imperceptible breach to anyone who happened to be the same size scale as

Theobold himself, to the humans that the same small breach was more than large

enough to fit cities, and that was exactly what happened during the Zebra's hazardous

walking around.

It didn't take Theobold more than a day of hard work to have his job done on said

planet. And so the Human watched the whole colonies and cities, which took them

decades to develop, vanish under the feet of an unaware alien in less than a day. The

only survivors are the ones who were accidentally sent within the depths of the Zebra's

right boot only to be teleported back aboard the Alien's ship, taken with him to an alien

world who knows how many light-years away from their colony and mapped zone of

the galaxy.

Upon stepping out of the extese chamber, the Zebra, who was still fully unaware of the

fact he had decimated an entire civilization beneath his feet, would begin preparing the

proceeds for landing. Theobold was happy to return home and feeling kind anxious too,

as he would take a so-needed vocation after this last mission. After stretching his body

some furthermore, the anthro alien would casually walk out of the extese chamber

room, heading towards the ship's bridge. Meanwhile, making life total hell for the very

last few humans who now inhabit his very body within the confines of his sealed, skin-

tight spacesuit.

Given the particular method of extese used by his ship, the humans caught inside the

Zebra boy boots didn't get into a deep state of extese, such as the god-sized herbivore

himself. Unlike general methods of extese, the chambers installed on this alien ship

didn't make use of cryogenics but the use of organic compounds allied with nanites to

keep the body from whoever occupied the chamber from aging.

Of course, the mothed considered the user totally clean from any microscopic living

organism before stepping into the extese chamber, which Theobold deliberated ignored

as he didn't go through the standard decontamination procced simply because the Zebra

was feeling sick of all of that. However, there wasn't much he could do as he was

supposed to go through all of that due to disobeying the command chain. Yes, Theobold

was sent on a lonely, long mapping mission into the far limits of the neutral zone as

punishment for being undisciplined with his superiors.

But none of that mattered now was the punishment was over, and he was returning

home having accomplished his dude and waiting to sign in for some good vacation time.

Meanwhile, the little humans left were still struggling to accomplish their own

missions. An entire week of extese sounded like a golden age for the nanoscopic beings

to freely explore the body of that sleeping titan. That was precisely one of the reasons

why one must go through decontamination before stepping into an extese chamber.

Suppose Theobold had happened to bring any other type of living, "microscopic" life

forms aboard on his body. In that case, he could have been dead by now, given that

during extese, even the immune system is suppressed to very minimal levels.

The humans have divided themselves into two groups. Their major goals were to find a

way out of that colossus body suit alive and, if possible, get his attention and make him

aware of their puny existence. Their first day of extese was focused on working out the

inner details of the Zebra bodysuit. Since they were now inside it, they could easily map

and analyze each internal structure and electronics. The day right after was when the

first group left their settlement/camping located by the right foot of the leviathan. Their

goal was to climb upwards, further mapping the electronics making up the internal

components of that Alien's suit, and hopefully, find a sort of access or control unit that

they could hack and use to send messages to the owner of the bodysuit.

Considering that this Zebra was anthropomorphic, the humans assumed that his

bodysuit couldn't be that different in design from their own space or exploration suits.

Despite the technological gap between both civilizations as enormous as their scale gap.

Human tech was far behind the anthropomorphic tech. There were still some elements

about that Zebra's suit that happened to exactly what someone would expect on a

bodysuit.

There wasn't much to find around the lower legs and thighs if only body armor and

multiple layers of radiation shields. Nothing out of the ordinary as the group formed out

of a few dozens of nano humans or so continued their climbing upwards through the

right leg of the sleeping colossus. Things would only begin to change upon arriving

around thigh level, a location where they would find some extra internal components

resembling artificial muscles to provide the user of that gargantuan suit extra strength

when running, jumping, and carrying heavy loads. As if the legs belonging to that

gigantic Zebra weren't strong enough by themselves already.

Only when the group of nano human explorers arrived at crotch level did they manage

to spot something that could be used as an access point to the suit's internal system.

Unfortunately, all of the systems they could access through that point didn't lead t

anything useful related to communicating with the massive leviathan, which was now

deep sleeping. However, they did find the exact location of the main subsystem

component, but that also meant they would be forced to climb up even further through

the kilometers long extension of Theobold's body all the way to his chest as, according

to the info they gather, all of the major control circuits were located around the chest

region.

Sadly, it took them nearly an entire week to climb up from the base of his right foot to

his waist level, and now they were faced with the challenge of climbing up his body

even further. It took them five days to climb up half the Zebra's height precisely, and all

of them were deeply exhausted. They agreed to set a small campaign around the

connection of the right thigh to the boy's groin. Despite the intense natural masculine

aroma, they were all forced to inhale, they were in deep need of a rest, deciding to take

an entire day resting after such a long climb through someone's body. If they could only

know what was to come by the time that colossus Zebra would wake up from his deep

sleep state, they wouldn't have wasted a day worth of climbing.

By the seventh day, they would restart their climbing. Making sure to avoid the Zebra

crotch directly as if navigating through the dense forest of black and white strands of

fur, each strand alone being taller than any human-made skyscraper, the last thing that

they needed was to get lost around the pubes of a godly male. Even a single sweat

droplet produced by Theobold's heavy nuts would have been more than enough to

destroy entire villages and maybe even a small town. Imagine what it could do to a

small group of a dozen or so nano explorers.

However, all of their efforts were about to be put to lose not so long after they had

restarted to climb. By the time the brave explorers were approaching the surroundings

of the male Zebra belly button, the overpowering buzzer had gotten their attention,

interrupting their climb and almost making some of them lose their balance.

By the time the towering behemoth would have turned off the strident alarm, some

members of their group would have already fallen off the lower end of the Zebra's belly

and vanished among the even denser forest made by even thicker and taller strands of

furs that made up the pubes around the Zebra's crotch. The few members of the group

who managed to hold their position couldn't do much other than stare at the groin and

genitals of an alien, imagining how disgusting it would have been to join their fellow

colleague down in that musky hell. Sadly, that was exactly what fate had storage for

them as for at that moment Theobold made his very first step out of the extese chamber

the sheer impact of his heels against the hard metal floor of the ship's deck traveling

through the musculature of his kilometers vast body would have been far too much for

the puny humans to resist.

All of the exploration group members disappeared into the forest they so carefully

avoided a few hours earlier.

Theobold left the extese room, walking through the large, empty halls of the ship

towards the main bridge. A quite long distance to walk across if not saved by the

turbolift system.

Once stepping into the bridge, the Zebra would stop for a second to admire the large

empty bridge. Theobold had always wanted to have a vessel of his own, so he could be

the captain and be the one in charge. Technically, it was actually happening right now.

If only by the fact that he was left with a crew of one man.

"Stupid old piece of junk, it would be too much to ask for a self-landing program? And

they are easy to install… anyway…."

The Zebra would grumble shortly, walking to the navigator's seat. Taking controls

manually, fully dropping the ship out of warp, sub-light, and finally cruise speed. Going

through all the boring procediments of contacting local patrols and orbital base stations

to identify himself until being authorized to enter the planet's orbit and proceed to land

on the southern hemisphere of his homeworld.

Despite all of the annoying bureaucracy, nothing could replace the happy smile that

surged on the boy's face upon seeing the beautiful colors of his home planet seen from a

high orbit on a full display of his ship's main visor. Theobold would even allow

delaying the ship's re-entry into the planet’s atmosphere only so he could admire the

view for a little longer.

The last moments of the landing were quite uneventful. As soon the ship was safe

secure, Theobold would finish the last safe check proceeds before stepping into the

teleport pad one last time. This time not to teleport into another boring field exploration

mission like the last one, but to teleport right into his apartment building.

With a bright flash of light, the Zebra boy would have a look at the bridge of that old

ship one last time before the image was replaced by the living room of his apartment.

"Finally! I'm home!!!"

Theobold said at nobody in particular as he lived alone.

Although that Zebra boy seemed quite happy, the same couldn't be said about the

humans ridden within him and his bodysuit. The village worth of Humans located in the

confines of his right foot wouldn't stand a chance. As at the very first step Theobold

made when stepping out of the extese chamber proved to be enough to put all of their

efforts into building a small infrastructure where they could work to lose. Some of the

buildings were crushed by the moving strands of his fur alone, so pathetically small they

were if compared to the Zebra.

The tiny nanoscopic beings who managed to survive would have a brief moment to

recompose themselves as Theobold's left foot made the second, loud, booming, and

shocking footstep. But their time was short, and time itself wasn't playing by their side.

Soon enough, the massive Zebra boy was lifting his right boot out of the floor again in

preparation for his third forward. This time, as the puny Human lost within the confines

of the boot had nothing but the large, thick individual strands of Zebra fur to hold

against, there wasn't nothing to provide them shelter against the sheer G-forces. They

were all sent merciless brutality to the front part of the boot, only to rest among the

deep, large canyon that formed the space between Theobold's gigantic and towering

toes.

THUMMMPPP!!!

The third step came, and with it, the realization that many colonists were still alive

dropped down quite a lot once again.

"Please, god! I don't want to go this way!”

Yelled one of the nanoscopic humans, a survivor, who happened to be now staring at a

mountain-sized side wall that belonged to a single toe of that alien Zebra. A muffled

explosion, followed by a vibration like an earthquake from the outside world, signaled

that the fourth titanic step was finished. It didn't take a second to realize what was about

to come. The view was impressive, to watch from so up close what seemed to be a solid

wall, but made entirely of living flesh, contracting itself, tendons outline the skin and

forcing the strands of fur to move. And all of that was a single toe in preparation to

move.

The right foot was lifted up. The gravitational pull sent all of the remaining survivors

down underneath the bare toe pads belonging to that enormous male Zebra. Forcing all

humans to close their mouths tight to avoid swallowing litters upon litters of salty Zebra

sweat. Lucky, they wouldn't need to resist and fight for too long as all of a sudden, the

gravitational pull changed. G-forces switched directions, from upwards to downwards.

In less than a second, an incalculable amount of weight and pressure turned the little

nanoscopic Humans into thin dust to collect underneath Theobold's toes and to add to

the inner soul of his exploration boot. Never to be found or even detected.

Kilometers up above around the crotch region of the Zebra, the smaller group of

humans managed to survive for a little longer. But it didn't last. Within each step

Theobold took while walking through the ship's corridor, they would be tossed about

building thick, sweaty pubic fur until eventually hitting the warm, damp surface of the

Zebra's phallus and nuts. In the middle of the despair, one of the puny members of the

group decided to fire their nanoscopic laser beam against the inner fabric of the suit and

even against some of the wrinkled folds of skin of Theobold's foreskin, only to achieve

absolutely nothing as a response. The weak and insignificant scale of the high enegery

laser their hand weapons could generate was so pitiful it didn't trick the internal sensors

of the Zebra's bodysuit.

By the time Theobold would find himself standing in the turbolift out of an entire

colony, only one last Human was still alive within the confines of his massive body.

Isaac found himself entirely pinned, almost crushed, and compressed underneath heavy

tons of Zebra's musky and heat ballsack. Under the weight of a single testicle alone. It

was more than humiliating to think that it would be the scrotum of another man that

would do him in. But there wasn't anything that he could do.

No matter how much Isaac tried and tried, all of his efforts to lift up the thick, slippery

layer of wrinkled skin that rested on top of his entire form wouldn't even cause the skin

to even bend. Isaac had nothing but a couple of seconds until the turbolift ride was over.

The poor Human used that time to get into terms with the body of that god, mightly

creature. Space exploration and colonization were certainly dangerous, but nobody

would have ever imagined that they could face death by genitals of an anthropomorphic

alien-like creature standing at multiples dozens of kilometers in height. Isaac even

allowed himself to breathe in deeply, inhaling the ram male musk of that Zebra,

allowing it to enter and burn his lungs, feeling the warm and comfortable texture of his

testicle skin. If it weren't by its sheer weight, Isaac could have said it would have been

quite enjoyable to fondle the bulge of such a male creature. But time was over.

THUMMMPPP!

The Zebra was walking once again, and this time the puny Human would have to

endure nothing but a pair of steps. That was what it took for the Zebra to walk from the

turbolift door to the navigator chair on the bridge. The pressure and weight increased

exponentially when the godly herbivore took a seat on the chair. Isaac was no more than

a red stain underneath tons of male nuts soon to be washed away by natural sweat

production.

No human-made it alive long enough to even enter the alien planet's atmosphere.

Theobold would walk around his living home for a brief moment. Even if he lived

alone, it felt good to be home after such a long, long time out in space. After taking the

time to feel comfortable in his house's living room again, the Zebra was ready to walk to

the bathroom, anxious to take out that space suit and then take a good long bath. But no

before checking on the last notification arriving from the space corporation right on his

suit's left wrist visor.

“Welcome home, Lieutenant, a brief reminder that your spacesuit has reached its

lifetime and is now outdated. Please report on your next mission to be assigned a new

one and deposit the current suit for proper discard. Space corp IK LTDA.”

"Ah, great! It was about time to get rid of this old piece of junk. I could sure this old suit

had some holes in it. Hopefully, nothing managed to get inside during my missions."

Theobold spoke to no one in particular, sounding somewhat annoyed and removing the

suit simultaneously. Throwing the worn piece of cloth on the floor of his house's hall,

the Zebra would continue to walk naked towards his bathroom, barely waiting to take a

so-needed hot bath.

The end.