The night sky roared with the sound of alien ships. There were so many that they blotted out the stars. The ground shook as the massive vessels descended. Panic ripped through the city, citizens scrambling in every direction, but there was little chance of escape. The large aliens with their glistening exoskeletons, moved with predatory intent. In the chaos, a young man found himself cornered in an alley by a hungry intruder.
"Please, no," Ethan pleaded, his voice trembling as the alien approached. It's long fingers twitched with anticipation.
"You belong to me." commanded the alien.
Ethan's heart pounded, adrenaline surging through his veins. He tried to back away but bumped into a wall with the alien looming over him.
"Don't hurt me," Ethan begged, his voice cracking.
The alien cocked its head, its eyes focusing on Ethan's waist. "I want your reproductive organ." Desperation gripped Ethan's soul. He could see the other humans being captured, their screams echoing in the distance. The alien reached out with a slender arm, its hand grasping Ethan's belt.
"Why are you doing this?!!" Ethan stammered, barely able to form words.
The alien's response was clear and resolute. "You belong to me."
With swift movements, the alien ripped away Ethan's clothing. The young man felt an overwhelming sense of vulnerability as the creature caressed his helpless body.
"So smooth and tender," the alien murmured, its voice expressing a mixture of hunger and admiration. "You are my first human." Ethan felt something probing his mind. He found himself being mentally influenced by the creature. His fear was turning into submission as he began to grow long and firm.
"I see you can feel my thoughts?" the alien remarked, its fingers now wrapped around Ethan's engorged shaft. "I am stimulating your breeding instincts?" Each stroke of the creature's hand was slow and stimulating, lulling Ethan into compliant surrender.
"Such beauty," the alien whispered. "You will be so delicious."
Ethan's hips moved as the alien's hand slid up and down. There was a strong compulsion to please the strange being. His mind was being directed, assured that his release would be better than anything he had ever experienced. The large hand began going faster. Tension was building inside him, his climax almost within reach.
"Let it out," the alien urged, its voice a soothing balm.