As tiny as you are, wandering around the ship is kind of humiliating. All those doors meant for normal size lizard women and there you are, some dinky little human who can't even reach the control buttons. This sucks. Why did she have to somehow shrink you? Why did the teleporter have to explode? Oh, no, wait, better yet, WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ON A SPACESHIP ABOUT TO GO FUCK AN ALIEN QUEEN OR SOMETHING?!! You get so angry you kick you tiny naked human foot at one of the doors and because of a nearby banana peel you fly up in the air and your entire body smashes into one of the buttons.
The door slides open with a hiss. You collect your little naked ass off the floor and sigh. "Stupid spaceship."
You step inside the room and see a totally sweet ass holographic deck! It has to be! Or, the lizard woman is filming something in motion capture technology because there's those little CGI marker things everywhere. The door slams behind you and you gulp.
"Hello!" A computer voice says cheerfully. "I am the Lizard Brain 5000, the Artificial Intelligence of this craft! What's your name?!"
"Uh. I don't have a name." You say, realizing you haven't been named so far.
"Then choose from a number of common Earthanoid boy names!" The computer says in its weird British game show announcer voice.
"Uh... Stevie?" You blink.
"Then welcome, Earthanoid Stevie, to the totally awesome holographic history chamber! The Edu-Ma-Cata-Tron 6500.4 version 6 test beta!"
"Okay." You blink.
The computer continues its weird chipper friendliness, which is kind of creepy. "Here are your options for interesting edu-ma-cation! Select now!"