Do monsters with more than one peen ever just take a minute and try to figure out which one to use on regular people? Or do they just go eenie meenie miney moe
[Monster with 5+ dicks: Spin the wheel babe.]
Depends on personal preferences!
Breg is usually too desperate to really care, leaning for whichever is closest to his hand so he can line up. He does, however, let you pick pretty often. The only time he likes to switch is during oral, something about seeing you pop off one dick to take the other is really hot to him.
Vesper is all about letting someone choose, usually. It's a bit humorous. When a partner is particularly small, or he can't expend too much magic, the tendril is the go-to choice.
Tetrils, ball of cocks that he is, usually will try to penetrate you with the most humanoid appendage he has. Though if you show interest in other ones, he's more than excited to put them in/on you.
In cases where a monster has differently sized cocks, there could be a clearer preference. Perhaps one monster would use the larger/longer one to provide more pleasure to their partner, while a different monster might want to get the smaller one stimulated because it might be more sensitive.
I think it vastly depends on the mindset of the monster.
Adrul, Jonesy, Catalina, Tetrils (if it can understand human language a small amount?), and Fasma with an obsession that is super verbally affectionate? Like oh you gave me something? Thank you so much, I love you! You’re going somewhere? Okay, I’ll miss you, love you! Simply existing doing whatever? Love you :3
Adrul flusters. He's just... Not used to that amount of openness, and to a degree can't exactly return it. He does make it a point to always return the "I love you", and the demi-siadar truly feels the most appreciated he ever has been with you. Adrul looks at you intensely, he always does, but the love he feels for you is something the prince could never put into words.
Jonesy continues to visibly puff a little, even if if you've done this for a while. He lives for all that affection, rolls in it and almost twists with glee when you're not looking. Although the throne is more restrained, he has his own vaguely cringe way of returning your affection and considers you a beautifully sentimental soul.
Catalina is so eager to be as responsive as you are! She was actually a bit afraid that you would be less affectionate than her. The bat woman replies to your every call and the two of you are kinda sappy. You can practically see her tail wagging beneath her dress. She loves you too, and she'll miss you more and you're her sweetheart- Somoene needs to stop you two.
Tetrils doesn't speak the same way you do, but provided some months of pattern recognition have taken place, he understands what you mean. In turn, you definitely understand the rapid pinks and whites and corals he flashes at you in return, the smaller depressions on his chests vibrating with happiness. Don't be concerned when his head filament swells, he's just trying to match your excitement.
Fasma usually waves you off like you're being a gross sappy thing, "Yeah yeah yeah-" being his typical response. Though it's not the alcohol that puts a tint on his cheeks, for sure. Sometimes he just tells you to shut up, but it's quickly followed by an "I love you too". He thinks you're too good for this world, and he hopes people aren't taking advantage of your openness.
all tetrils very aquatic features makes me wonder how he'd do in tank or the ocean? Like would he be alright in earthen wather? And does salt or freshwater matter to him biologically?
Noo I dont want to be dragged into the ocean or anything im asking purely for science
[I like the idea of Tetrils being confusing, so get ready.]
For sure, Tetrils has an easier time in water than he does in the very dry zones that comprise most cities. Having already learned the creature's limitations and requirements, the scientists that currently study Tetrils make efforts to keep certain areas of his enclosure humid and frequently get the alien to bodies of water.
Tetrils seems to know how to swim innately and has some movement grace, yet surprisingly, does not stay underwater for long. This doesn't seem to be a matter of breathing difficulties, Tetrils just comes back up and enjoys being moist. Scientists suspect it has to do with the fact that he seemingly can't vocalize underwater. The alien has been seen hunting fish for consumption however.
There have been no noted differences between saltwater and freshwater varieties, save for the fact that Tetrils is quicker to leave saltwater.
He is aware enough to know that humans can't breathe underwater, though likes to watch them swim. It may be a simple fascination with the fact that humans aren't very good swimmers overall.
Is there anyway to provoke him to actual anger? Even if he sees little threat in humans what would make em mad or hostile?
Does Tetrils get angry?
Violence, for starters. While mostly sure of his own safety around humans and not really prone to aggression, Tetrils is no pacifist and will defend himself from perceived attacks. Trying to remove the device around his head, for example, will earn you a swat that most likely breaks something on impact.
Researchers have found that Tetrils prefers to preserve energy by avoiding physical confrontation when provoked, due to how difficult it is for him to absorb sustenance on Earth. The alien uses his hands to decompose materials, which are then absorbed, this is a lengthy process for complex compounds and some solids, apparently making Tetrils "ration" his energy.
Although hard to drive him into violent states, Tetrils is very vocal and loud about what displeases him, spending long spans of time producing hearing-damaging sounds to get his way at times. This was particularly prominent when a researcher's "gift" to the alien was removed from the enclosure during cleaning procedures.
It's been observed the alien uses colors to create complex language patterns, and although not all of these combinations have been mapped out -It is suspected some can't be recognized by the human eye- Certain color combinations transmit offensive ideas that cause Tetrils to enter aggressive states. A researcher used a remote controlled dynamic lightbulb to study Tetril's reactions to colors, mainly mirroring the ones he would flash. During one instance, the researcher flashed vivid red tones in rapid succession, which caused the subject to rise and belt out a sound that made said researcher's eardrums essentially explode.
Tetrils spent the rest of that day unresponsive, emitting a low hum that has been categorized as a type of warding growl whenever approached.
When they identify you as their mate, it's even harder to drive Tetrils to violence, but it is easier for the alien to become violent for your sake. You'll note his noises of displeasure are muted when directed at you, primarily because his species considers it "inappropriate" to utilize the top protrusions of his chest when communicating with their mates.
Relax, I know he's big and the phalluses are uh, intimidating but the subject is extremely docile. Who knew aliens would be so–why is he out of containment?
You're frozen. Catatonic.
You remember watching videos of animals in the wild becoming completely unresponsive when approached by predators, how the only thing you could see were their eyes, wide and frantic, and their chests heaving as they seemed to be praying to survive.
Those videos were so funny, right? Well, you're not laughing now...
The lifeform, the alien, the creature you had yet to see, that they'd been easing you into the idea of meeting so that it wouldn't be a colossal shock- Just effortlessly tore down the pressurized, extremely high-tech door to its cell. You didn't even know those doors could come flying off like that.
In seconds, mere stunned moments, the entity you can't even call a monster is staring you down. He's giant, truly, but gaunt like a beanstalk, all flowing limbs and unearthly elegance. You can't count the tentacles that comprise his lower body, you can't focus on the fins of his extremely human arms, the bizarre depressions on his chest area, and the only reason you know him as male is because of the mention of phalluses.
Curiously, he doesn't look hostile.
But he's very much focused on you, and that's not ideal.
It's as if he sensed you through the cell, somehow, and that caught his attention.
A large, water-filled glass dome envelops his head, but you can still very much sense those glazed eyes studying you from top to bottom. Like any human would, he procures eye contact before attempting to communicate.
But unfortunately, he doesn't converse in a language you can gouge.
A myriad of croons envelop the room, these soft tingling sounds that feel just barely within reach of your eardrums. The... Appendage, sprouting from the top of his head sways, an assortment of warm hues gently fading in and out.
He leans down, and trembling, you glance at the intern beside you in a desperate plea for help.
They look utterly fascinated by the interaction. Panicked, but amazed. You have no idea whether or not that's good for you.
Finally, they seem to come to their senses and realize that you are probably seconds away from pissing yourself if nothing is done.
" Okay. Okay- Listen to me. " They start murmuring, an audible gulp follows. Your eyes twitch to the worker, but you don't dare stare at them long enough to lose track of the literal alien.
" Like I said, he's very docile. There's no reason for him to attack you right now. In fact he's... Nevermind. "
What the fuck do they mean nevermind?!
" I need you to not move too suddenly, and don't scream, okay? "
You nod quietly, looking at the still pink-flashing light above their head. He dangles it in front of his face, as close to the glass as he can, as if to make sure you're getting the message. You hope pink signifies friendliness.
" What- What do I do now? " You whisper.
The intern looks at you like they themself aren't quite sure.
" U- Uhm... Let- Let me contact my- "
Out of nowhere, what you can only call a bark of noise rings out through the room.
This extremely loud sound that immediately frightens you, sharp and rough like a branch cracking but amplified a thousand times. Even now, it feels like it's still echoing within your eardrums.
Did he do that? Did something in the building just break?!
You shrieked, because of course you did, eyes nearly bulging out your skull when you realize the employee told you specifically not to scream.
They're looking at you with a tight-lipped grimace, finger poised over what you presume is a contact on their phone.
There isn't even time for you to say your last words, some kind of message for your family or even just a plea for help.
The alien reacts to your agitated noise quickly, but not at all in the way you'd expect. Instead of perhaps lunging to crack your neck like a twig or slashing your face off, the entity grabs you with both arms by the chest, lifts you into the air, and slides inside the cell it was previously contained in. The clutch is what prevented you from screaming again.
Once again, you channel the wisdom of prey animals in nature documentaries by staying absolutely stock still, and allowing the foreign lifeform to do whatever it wants. He keeps flashing colors at you in patterns you don't recognize, but involve a lot of pink tones. Purple now. Long and pudgy looking digits start poking at your outfit here and there, and you spot something rippling under the mass of his front, along that large opening you had never given much thought to until now.
It looks like something's bursting out of him...
Oh God, oh fuck what is that-
You blink, open-mouthed, at what has to be a dick. Some kind of wriggling, prehensile appendage tipped with a much too human-looking phallus. It flattens against your midsection, and you shudder in confusion. Confusion that soon grows into barely contained hysteria as more bizarre and unique extremities keep slithering out of his insides- What is he, made of cocks?
" S- Some help here?! " You finally manage to nearly sob out.
The worker is frantically trying to appease someone on the other end of their phone, picking at their collar while they watch you get vaguely harassed by an excited extraterrestrial.
" No, no sir he's never done that before- I-... No, I didn't- Sir, he tore the whole door off I can't just lock- " Their eyes widen as more hues of purple keep being flashed your way, like something horrendous is about to happen. " Get- Please get here quickly, I'm begging you! "
By the time they hurriedly mash the end call button and try to stuff their phone into a tight uniform, the alien already gently pried most of your shirt off, cooing some kind of melody that fails to lull you into calmness, which is understandable when a variety of reproductive organs are hovering far too close to your bare skin. Some of them are so... Strange. There's no stopping the thoughts of how they might be used.
Footsteps sound, and as soon as the worker tries to get within grabbing range of you, an already ballsy move in your eyes, the subject makes another powerful sound, the depressions in his chest vibrating while you groan in pain.
The filament in the alien's head swells significantly, blasting a color that your brain simply fails to comprehend, seeing it as a flash of pure black that momentarily blinds you before you have the wisdom to look away, trembling in his grasp.
The employee makes some kind of pained noise, you can hear the squeaking of their shoes as they run out the room and...
As the queen of lust under Lord Santi's reign, Tetrils and the ever horny cum brain Brenti will make a fine addition to my harem.
Brenti somehow breaks his universe' barrier and starts infecting other realities. Just in time to be part of your harem and meet an alien whose abdomen is almost entirely comprised of mystery penises. Life is really strange for him right now.
Santi is very proud of your prowess in finding absolutely delightful harem members, even if there's a learning curve with caring for a few of them.
How does Tendrils move? Does he slither or crawl around like the guy from endoparasitic?
I can't imagine the horror of seeing a massive alien crawl out of the river only to... drag himself around slit-down on land. I know he probably doesn't, but it's a really funny idea
You see how, at some point, Tetrils' lower body splits into a bunch of tendrils? Right, well those are what he uses to "walk" upright on land. He's not particularly fast and he doesn't like very harsh terrain, going as far as to walk on the tips of his tendrils very weirdly if he really hates a texture.
He had trouble adapting initially, which did lead to Tetrils' first on-land experiences being a literal drag. He did get dirt inside him a few times and risked getting very sick due to not having adapted to many of Earth's reagents yet.
i'll make it my lifes duty to overstimulate tetrils
Quite hard to achieve, given how many "appendages" he has, Tetrils is used to receiving a stupendous amount of sexual stimulus all at once.
You would have to use your full body to overwhelm him, and the effort would cost you dearly in terms of exhaustion.
In fact, it's likely not that safe for your health, because Tetrils is a being who inevitably ends up having a lot of sexual stamina, including rutting frenzies that last more than a day, uninterrupted.
Someone has to be the voice of reason, lest you pass out, and it might be a minute or two before Tetrils realizes you're unconscious. He will freak out...
Probably refusing to engage with you afterwards, out of fear of harming you further.
