Nalla's head was buzzing as she opened her eyes and came back to consciousness.  She wanted to go back to sleep as the pain jabbed at her.  For awhile, she had an extreme sense of vertigo every time she tried to sit up.  The scientist resigned herself to laying in the pool of fluids around her until the pain was more bearable.  It took awhile, but eventually the headache started to fade and she could sit up.<br/><br/>She felt like she was hungover.  In fact, it was really close.  But she hadn't been drinking.  She was actually surprised at how clear her thoughts were right now.  She was back in control.<br/><br/>The aliens were psychic, so it made sense that they could control thoughts and emotions as well as read minds and project their thoughts into theirs.  It also seemed likely that they could plant hypnotic suggestions into their minds.  Contact seemed to act like an aphrodisiac of sorts and...<br/><br/>"Get a grip," she said as she moved to help Kimberly to her feet.  She looked at the cum drenched girl and asked if she was okay as she scanned the rest of the sexual devastation the aliens left in their wake.