She was only messing around with an old family grimoire. Originally, she translated it out to be what she thought was a love spell. She was very mistaken. The sleepover became interesting when she showed off her family's practice. It got extremely more interesting when she found out she dint put a love spell on you, but a curse.
A curse that made you unbelievably horny. She panicked and reread the grimoire as you started freaking out on her asking what the hell did, she do to you. The longer you sat there, the wetter you got. Your panties were practically soaked through with your arousal.
Your cheeks were extremely flushed, and your body was so warm as if it was on fire. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, she told you how it could be reversed. You had to have sex with the person who casted it. You have to have sex with your best friend. The sleepover became riveting. She started to taunt you.
Asking if you were horny for her. Obviously, you were it wasn't even a question. She sits super close to you on her bed and slides her hand over yours. Her touching your body is all it took. You moved your head to kiss her, and she started making out with you. Laying back on the bed, she slides her hand up your skirt.
Feeling your wet panties on her fingertips, she pulls them to the side. Fingering you, coating her fingers in her juices as she touches your g spot. You're beyond a horny mess for her. She pulls her fingers out of your aching pussy and smirks at you. She gets on all fours as she puts her head under your skirt. Licking up and down your folds. Sucking your clit.
Flicking the sensitive bud over and over. Slowly she slides two fingers inside of your pussy again and finger fucks you roughly as she sucks your clit. Your legs start to tremble as you feel your climax building. Your thighs squeeze around her head as you orgasm.
Alien partner with a hard exoskeleton that looooooooves how soft and squishy your human body is.
I imagine they'd be super worried about hurting you. Humans can bruise and bleed over the smallest things so they're extra careful when holding you even if you insist its not necessary.
It feels so intimate to them when they hold your wrist or kiss your neck and they can feel your blood pumping through your veins so close to the surface of your skin. Your skin is so warm and it's very comforting.
They caress and smooth their rough hands over your skin watching your goosebumps prickle. They touch everywhere; your arms, thighs, hands, back, ass, chest, stomach. There's little they haven't touched.
Despite how careful they are with you, they let themselves be a little mean sometimes. Lightly pinching at the fat of your thighs and ass to make you yelp, biting your lip and tongue with their sharp teeth, teasing your nipples until you're whining about how sore they are, they love how you jiggle when they thrust into you.
They can't help it; you're just so soft, so pliable and it's not like you mind anyway.
⚠️Warnings/ Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Original Work, F/F, Original Alien Character / Original Human Character, Alien Biology, Xenophilia, Size Difference, Pet Play, Owner/Pet Dynamics, Dom/sub Undertones, Consensual Sex, Retractable Penis, Unconventional Penis, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Tribadism, Creampie, Aftercare, Fluff and Smut, Established Relationship.
Word count: 9.139
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Ever since the human race came into contact with the Purpur Aranea, everything has been chaos. Humans didn't have much technology to offer in exchange for peace. Feeling intimidated by the other race's power and mastery of science, humanity decided to offer something so that the elites wouldn't even think about annihilating their species. That was: offering a few humans as luxury pets to these creatures.
You thought things couldn't get any worse than living on Earth right now, so you volunteered. If something went wrong, at least you'd be away from it all. You were pushed forward as your new owner looked at you excitedly.
"Awww... Aren't you the cutest little thing on this planet?" she said, running her hands through your hair, picking you up, and wrapping you in a blanket.
Strange, now you understood them? Maybe that bite near your ear a while ago had been an implanted translator.
Like every Purpur aranea, your new owner could be described as a being about 2.20 meters tall, with 4 long arms and 6 eyes, two pairs similar to humans, and one lower pair that were just two little black dots like primitive eyes. Her hair was long and wavy, in a much lighter shade of purple than her iridescent purple skin.
As you expected, your new owner's house was huge, both due to the species' stature and her social class. You were placed on her large bed as she lay down on the other side to look at you.
Her hands didn't stay still for long; they soon reached your cheeks, squishing them.
"You are the chubbiest-cheeked human on this planet. Do you want to bite me, little thing?"
You shook your head no. Being a pet couldn't be that bad. Behaving couldn't be too high a price to pay. You snuggled closer to her and lay down with your back against her chest. Her two long left arms held you close.
"Hm, I thought you guys were more feisty... You seem like a sweetie to me," she said, pressing her nose into your hair, smelling you the way a human would smell the top of a cat's head.
As the days passed, it wasn't hard to adapt. The food was decent, you had a spacious bed, and you could wander around the house whenever you wanted. Being treated like an actual pet wasn't so bad, honestly; it felt like a blessing for the most part. You had time for hobbies and could sleep as much as you wanted. All the worries of ordinary life were left behind on Earth.
Your owner's routine was: wake up, work, give you a bath when she heard you were awake, go back to work with you on her lap held by one pair of arms, and at the end of the day, watch videos about how humans worked and how to take care of them, still holding you until it was time to sleep.
Everything was going well for the first few weeks, but the lack of privacy started to get on your nerves over time. Being glued to your owner all day, every day, gave you zero freedom to sneak away and de-stress. During your bath wasn't an option, she was right there. If you took too long on your walks around the house while she worked, she'd come looking for you, so that wasn't a good option either. Your last resort was to try to slip away in the middle of the night somewhere and do it quickly.
You carefully unraveled yourself from her four arms and stealthily went to the bathroom, closing the door with a silent click. Finally, you could release weeks and weeks of pent-up arousal. You couldn't take too long. Without even pulling your pants down, you shoved your hand inside, searching for your long-awaited relief.
Your fingers moved in hurried, clumsy motions. You hoped your moans and low whispers wouldn't wake your owner. Unfortunately, that's not what happened. You were too invested in your activity to notice the sounds outside the bathroom. By the time you realized the noises, it was too late; she had already opened the door and stood there, confused about what you were doing.
In her logic, no pet would sneak out in the middle of the night to do anything other than cause trouble. Even though she wasn't sure what she had just seen, she washed your hand and carried you back to bed.
You let out an irritated sigh and a lot of grumbling along the way, embarrassed and unsatisfied, to the point of pulling away whenever your owner tried to pull you back to spoon with her.
"What's gotten into you?" she asked, seeing you pull away again and cover your head with the blanket.
She didn't like the attitude and wasn't going to sleep without finding out what made you like this. She went to her laptop and started researching, since learning to speak the human language to ask you directly was a plan that hadn't materialized yet.
"Why does my human keep moving their hand under their own pants?"
"Is a red human after touching themselves anger?"
"Do humans have heat?"
Bingo! There was the answer! Humans don't have heat, they have constant sexual desire, unlike animals that only have it during certain times of the year. What made you so stressed was the neglect that your owner didn't even know was happening. Now she just needed a few more pieces of information.
"How to satisfy my human?"
She lay down beside you without touching and closed the laptop.
"Hey, do you still want help with that? I didn't know it was important to you. I can help you, sweetie," she offered, apologetic for interrupting you.
You could stay angry and frustrated about what happened, or you could have your first release in weeks. Of course, you chose the second option and nodded, accepting the offer shyly and excitedly.
You wouldn't deny that the view of your owner naked was a good one. She dimmed the lights for a cozier atmosphere and took off her clothes carefully while kissing you and groping your thighs and breasts simultaneously.
She waited for the slightest moan to continue; according to her research, that was a green light that you were enjoying it. Soon, her face was between your legs. Her long tongue was quick, circling your clit, sometimes alternating to suck it just to hear your moans get louder.
When you started writhing more, approaching your climax, she held you with two hands and pulled away.
"I heard you humans have preferences. What do you like?" she asked, staring at you intently.
You couldn't think for a moment; you were too stimulated and breathless. When you looked down, you understood what the question was about. Since you showered with her, you already knew she had something down there. What you discovered at that moment was that the closed hole, shaped similarly to a star at the end of her abdomen, was actually a retractable penis.
You swallowed hard and pointed at her pussy.
"Do you only like this, or do you like both?" she asked, placing one thigh over yours, aligning your clits, holding your hips with one pair of arms and keeping your legs spread with the others.
You moaned before you could answer, making the number 2 with your fingers before you completely lay back from the pleasure her clit rubbing against yours brought, your body hot and your pussy wet, pulsing against nothing.
It didn't take long for you to feel that familiar tightness in that area. You finally came with a loud moan, which made your owner crack a smile and go back to between your legs to savor your human taste.
When you calmed down enough, you could notice that what was previously a semi-erect penis was now at its maximum potential. The shape was far from conventional; it had a conical shape, with thick veins visible from the base to the middle.
"You like both, don't you? Do you want to help me too?" your owner asked, kissing your neck and caressing your cheek, giving you time to think before advancing.
When you confirmed with a nod, she gave you one last kiss, letting you taste yourself, then pulled away to start preparing your human entrance for the monstrous piece she carried hidden inside.
She pushed two fingers from one of her hands in slowly, entering and exiting at a gradual pace, waiting for you to get used to it while her other two hands held you open and her last one held your face, making you look at her.
After a few minutes, she removed her fingers from your pussy, replacing them with her pornographically large cock. Fortunately, it went in fairly easily for the first few centimeters. About halfway through the length, she had to push in little by little for your human part to adapt to the exponential thickness of her dick.
The moment she managed to push it all the way inside and you felt every vein brushing against your walls, she began thrusting with more enthusiasm. At that point, she was only focused on her own pleasure and on hearing your loud moans and ragged breathing.
Soon, her movements became inconsistent, and when she came inside you, you couldn't help but notice how the consistency of her cum was different from other humans', much thicker and slimier.
Your owner lay down partially on top of you, panting.
"Are you satisfied, love?" she asked in a soft voice, and you nodded.
"I promise I'll pay more attention to you next time, sweetie. I promise." she said, covering you more comfortably with the duvet and giving you a tender kiss on the cheek.
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A/N: I like biology so writing about her body was the fun part for me. Anyway, I hope the smut part is at least decent, I can't really tell bc I'm a loser lesbian. 😔
A/N: Also, sorry for the one-week delay. School really likes to pile stuff up at the end of the semester, and it screwed me over.
Working as a masseuse for hybrids has always been your biggest dream!
Since you were a kid, you’d always been friends with hybrids and found that they were often stressed and uncomfortable with their bodies. Due to them not being quite human or animal, it was hard to find a good place to get a relaxing massage.
That’s why you started studying to help your friends and other hybrids relax and enjoy life better! Soon, you became quite famous in the hybrid world, and had worked on many different types.
Even a few celebrities came to get one of your famous massages!
You started the day like any other, waking up; eating breakfast before you left to grab yourself some coffee before you opened up your parlor. Today you didn’t have any appointments, so you were expecting quite a few walk-ins.
The first hour of work was dull, with only a single customer that only wanted a quick shoulder rub before he left.
Of course you enjoyed helping everyone, but you really wanted something more to do, like a full body massage! Watching your customers melt on the table as you got the knots and kinks out of their aching muscles always filled your chest with pride… and sometimes made you feel a little hot and bothered as well.
Being all over these handsome and pretty hybrids certainly wasn’t easy, and they could often sense your change in scent and tease you for it.
You were plump and had huge tits, so every time you bent over to massage them, your boobs would press against their body and get them riled up!
Though some wanted to take it to a more naughty route, you mostly declined because you were a professional!
Today, though? You just couldn’t help yourself!
The bell hanging from the front door jiggled, signalling that a customer had just walked in. You sprang from your seat, eyes alight with excitement as you practically ran to the counter.
“Hello, how can I help... you?’
Before your very eyes was a plump cow hybrid woman, her tits barely restrained by her thin tanktop. The fabric strained under the weight of her udders, and they were red and swollen. You weren’t trying to stare, but she caught your eyes lingering and blushed in response.
“I heard that you work with hybrids and help them relax. I’ve been in so much pain lately, and my usual milker- I mean masseuse isn’t available.”
Her warm brown eyes looked up at you through her thick lashes, and she let out a little whimper. “I’m in so much pain, do you think you can help?’
You looked her up and down, immediately spotting the tension in her shoulders and the way she rubbed at her arms with a pained expression.
“I think I can help, come this way.”
You led her to the back, handing her a towel. “Undress to your level of comfort then cover yourself with this towel if you want. I’ll be back in a moment with the oil.”
She nodded, and you left her to change. As you walked back in with the oil, you nearly dropped it.
She was lying on her back, completely nude. From the way she had been acting, you were expecting her to be shy and leave most of her clothes on.
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Hear me out. Siren with a deaf partner that takes them on hunts with other sirens because they know they won’t be hurt by the song
Oh I am definitely hearing you!! That is such a lovely idea!!
Imagine Siren lulls their partner in at first with their song. Seeing how beautiful they are and wanting to add them to their collection of lost souls. But when the person doesn’t react, the Siren is only more intrigued! Not being able to stop their curiosity, they go up to the shore. Completely forgetting to be cautious about this strange human. They’re astonished when they find a person unable to hear. They want to know everything. About them and about how they’re unable to hear.
They’re completely fascinated by them. In awe at the way they move about and look at the world around them. It doesn’t take much for them to fall in love with them, being as wonderful as they are. In return, they want them to know everything about sirens as well. So they start taking them everywhere and showing this human what they do.
It takes a bit to get used to but the human loves their siren and they know it’s completely genuine. Similar to the siren they can’t help but be curious though. I’d imagine the human would ask to feel their throat. Wanting to know what it feels like to hear the siren sing. The siren is worried if it’ll have the same affect as hearing it would but their love drives them to do it anyway.
And while the feeling of the siren’s voice does cause the human’s love to grow deeper, it’s due not to magic but of the trust they have in each other
