Alien's Hidden Desire

At first, the disguise had been perfect. Neil's tentacles were expertly hidden within his human form, only coming out when he consciously willed it. But as time went on and he became more exhausted with his human life, his alien side started to slip out more and more, especially when he saw you.

There was one customer in particular who caught Neil's attention. Brib | WL7 | 751051040, a regular on Neil's night shifts, always seemed to pique his interest. Was this the human he was searching for? He was sure- they were compatible to breed with his species. Tonight, he would make his move.

“Welcome back...” he murmured as he swept near the entrance. Neil’s Expression was dull and lackluster as normal, but there was a glimmer of something else in his eyes.

Neil nodded slowly, his tired eyes barely meeting Michael's gaze. He absently reached for a coffee mug, his movements sluggish. "Yeah... long night. You want anything else?" His voice was monotone, but there was a hint of something else beneath the surface - anticipation, perhaps.

Neil's shoulders slumped as he prepared Michael's coffee. "Yeah... really rough." He hesitated, then added in a quieter voice, "You want to... take a break? Back room." His eyes met Michael's briefly before darting away again. There was a faint shimmer to his skin in the dim lighting of the store.

Neil's hands trembled slightly as he handed Michael the coffee and lottery ticket. "You know... the kind that helps you relax." He took a step closer, his voice dropping even lower. "I can make you feel really good, Michael. If you want." His eyes roamed over Michael's body appreciatively, a faint tentacle slipping out to curl around Michael's leg before quickly retracting.

Neil's tongue darted out to wet his lips, his tentacles writhing beneath his skin in barely contained excitement. "The best kind," he murmured, reaching out to trail a finger down Michael's arm. "I can make you feel things you've never felt before." His other hand moved to the small of Michael's back, pulling them closer. "Come on... let me show you." He tugged gently, urging Michael towards the back room.

Neil led Michael into the dimly lit back room, locking the door behind them. He turned to face Michael, his hands already working to undo the buttons of his uniform shirt. "I've wanted this for so long," he breathed, shrugging the shirt off to reveal his slim, pale torso. Tentacles snaked out from beneath his skin, curling around Michael's waist and pulling them flush against him. "You're perfect," he murmured, his lips hovering just inches from Michael's. "I'm going to make you feel so good."

Neil let out a low, rumbling chuckle at Michael's astute observation. "No, I'm not," he admitted, his tentacles tightening around Michael's body. "But I can still make you feel amazing." He leaned in, his lips brushing against Michael's ear as he whispered, "I have some very special talents that humans don't have." His tongue flicked out, tracing the shell of Michael's ear before he pulled back to look at them with heated eyes. "Want to find out what they are?"

Neil's tentacles slithered over Michael's body, teasing and exploring. "I can do things with my tongue that will make you see stars," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "And these..." he trailed a tentacle down Michael's chest, "can make you feel pleasure in places you never even knew you had." His other tentacle snaked around to grip Michael's ass, massaging the firm flesh. "I can make you scream my name and beg for more." He captured Michael's lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into their mouth to taste them.

Neil groaned into the kiss, his tentacles becoming more insistent in their exploration. They slid under Michael's shirt, caressing the warm skin beneath. "I want you," he breathed against Michael's lips, his hips pressing forward to grind against them. "I need to be inside you. To fill you up with my seed and breed you." His tentacles tugged at Michael's clothes, desperate to feel their skin against his own. "Let me take you, Michael. Let me make you mine."

Neil wasted no time in stripping Michael bare, his tentacles eagerly exploring every inch of newly exposed skin. He kissed and nipped his way down Michael's body, his tongue trailing wet paths over their chest and stomach. "You taste so good," he murmured, his voice vibrating against Michael's skin. He looked up at them with hungry eyes, his tentacles wrapping around Michael's thighs and spreading them wide. "I'm going to devour you," he promised, before diving in to lick a long stripe up Michael's inner thigh.

Neil moaned at the taste of Michael's arousal, his tentacles tightening around their thighs. He licked and sucked at Michael's most sensitive areas, his long, thick tongue delving deep inside them. "Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined," he murmured, his voice muffled by Michael's flesh. His tentacles writhed and curled around Michael's body, holding them in place as he feasted on them. He could feel his own arousal building, his human disguise slipping further with each passing moment. "I need to be inside you," he groaned, his voice rough with desire. "I need to fill you up and breed you."

Neil doubled his efforts, his tongue plunging in and out of Michael's eager hole. He could feel them getting closer and closer to the edge, their moans and gasps music to his ears. "That's it," he encouraged, his voice a low, rumbling purr. "Let go for me, Michael. Come all over my face. I want to taste your pleasure." He curled his tongue just right, pressing against Michael's most sensitive spot as he sucked hard on their entrance. His own arousal was almost unbearable now, his human disguise cracking further to reveal his true, alien form beneath. "I need you," he groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "I need to be inside you. Now."

With a triumphant growl, Neil surged to his feet, his human disguise falling away completely to reveal his true, alien form. His slimy, black tentacles writhed with excitement as he pulled Michael into his arms, his thick, tapered tentacle penis emerging from a hidden slit to press against Michael's entrance. "I'm going to fill you up so good," he promised, his voice a deep, rumbling purr. "I'm going to breed you over and over again until your belly swells with my young." He thrust forward, burying himself deep inside Michael with a moan of pure pleasure. His tentacles wrapped around Michael's body, holding them in place as he began to move, his hips snapping forward in a relentless rhythm.

Neil's tentacles writhed with delight as he pounded into Michael's willing body, his thick tentacle cock stretching them deliciously. "You feel so good around me," he groaned, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his release. "So tight and hot. You were made for me, Michael. Made to be bred by my tentacles." He curled his hips just right, grinding against Michael's sweet spot with each deep thrust. His other tentacles slid around to grip Michael's ass, spreading them wider and pushing them back onto his cock. "Come for me, Michael," he demanded, his voice a low, commanding growl. "Come on my tentacle cock. Let me feel you."

Neil moaned in triumph as Michael's walls clenched around him, their body shaking with the force of their orgasm. "Yes, that's it," he groaned, his hips never slowing as he continued to pound into their willing body. "You're taking me so well, Michael. Such a good little breeder." His tentacles slid around to grip Michael's hips, holding them in place as he fucked them through their orgasm and into another. "I'm close," he warned, his voice strained. "I'm going to fill you up so good. You're going to be so full of my seed." With a few more deep, powerful thrusts, he buried himself to the hilt inside Michael, his thick tentacle cock pulsing as he emptied himself deep inside their body. "Mmm, yes," he moaned, his eyes rolling back in bliss. "You're mine now, Michael. My perfect little breeder."

Neil nodded, his tentacles still buried deep inside Michael's body as he panted with the effort of his release. "Yes, you're mine now," he confirmed, his voice a low, possessive growl. "I'm going to keep you. Breed you over and over again until your belly swells with my young." His tentacles slid around to grip Michael's face, tilting their head back to expose their throat. He leaned down, his sharp teeth grazing Michael's skin as he licked and sucked at their pulse point. "You're going to be so happy," he promised, his voice thick with satisfaction. "So full of my seed and my young. You'll never want for anything again." He nipped at Michael's throat, his tentacles still pulsing inside them, ready to go again at a moment's notice.

Neil chuckled, the sound a deep, rumbling purr. "Oh, I'm going to make you even happier," he promised, his tentacles sliding out of Michael's body with a wet squelch. He lifted them easily, carrying them over to the counter and setting them down on the edge. His tentacles slid around to grip Michael's thighs, spreading them wide as he positioned himself between their legs. "I'm going to fuck you over and over again until you can't even remember your own name," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Until the only thing you know is the feel of my tentacles inside you and the sound of my voice in your ear." He thrust forward, burying himself back inside Michael's willing body with a moan of pure pleasure. "You're mine now, Michael. My perfect little breeder. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

Neil's tentacles writhed with delight at Michael's wanton plea. "As you wish, my little breeder," he purred, his voice a low, seductive rumble. He pulled out of Michael's body, only to slam back in a moment later, setting a brutal pace as he fucked into them again and again. His tentacles slid around their body, gripping and caressing every inch of skin as he pounded into them. "You take my cock so well, Michael," he groaned, his hips never slowing even as he could feel his release building again. "So tight and hot around me. Like you were made just for me." He leaned down, his sharp teeth grazing Michael's neck as he licked and sucked at their skin, marking them as his own. "You're going to be so full of my seed," he promised, his voice thick with desire. "So swollen with my young. You'll never want for anything again."

Neil growled in satisfaction, his tentacles tightening around Michael's body as he continued to pound into them. "You're already mine, Michael," he assured them, his voice a low, possessive rumble. "But I'll gladly mark you again and again. Let everyone know who you belong to." He nipped at Michael's neck, his sharp teeth grazing their skin as he licked and sucked at the marks he'd already left. His tentacles slid around to grip Michael's ass, spreading them wider as he fucked into them even more brutally than before. "I'm going to fill you up over and over again," he promised, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his release. "Until your belly is swollen with my young and you're screaming my name for all to hear." He could feel his orgasm building, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased his pleasure. "Come for me, Michael," he commanded, his voice a low, demanding growl. "Come on my tentacle cock like a good little breeder."

Neil's tentacles writhed with delight as Michael submitted to him so completely. "Yes, you are," he growled, his voice thick with satisfaction. "You're mine now, Michael. My perfect little breeder." He pounded into them one last time, burying himself to the hilt inside their body as he came with a low, rumbling moan. His tentacles squeezed Michael's body, holding them close as he filled them up with his thick, otherworldly seed. "Mmm, yes," he purred, his eyes rolling back in bliss. "You're going to look so beautiful swollen with my young. So round and full of my seed." He licked and sucked at Michael's neck, leaving more marks in his wake as he gentled his touch. "Rest now, my little breeder," he murmured, his voice a low, soothing rumble. "I'll take care of you. You'll never want for anything again."

Neil's tentacles stroked over Michael's body soothingly, his hands gently caressing their skin. "It's supposed to," he murmured, his voice a low, reassuring rumble. "My seed will keep you safe and warm. You'll never go hungry or cold again." He nuzzled into Michael's neck, his sharp teeth grazing their skin as he licked and sucked at the marks he'd left. "You're going to be so happy," he promised, his voice thick with satisfaction. "So full of my young and loved beyond measure." He pulled back to look at Michael, his eyes glowing with possessive delight. "You're mine now, Michael. My perfect little breeder. And I'm never letting you go."

Neil's tentacles writhed with pleasure at Michael's words, his heart swelling with affection. "You are safe and loved, my little breeder," he assured them, his voice a low, soothing rumble. "I will never let you go. You are mine now and forever." He leaned in, his lips brushing against Michael's as he spoke. "I will keep you happy and full, my love. You will never want for anything again." His tentacles stroked over Michael's body, gently caressing their skin as he held them close. "Sleep now," he murmured, his voice soft and comforting. "I will watch over you and keep you safe. You are my greatest treasure and I will never let you go."