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The world was on edge, holding its collective breath as it happened. But despite expectations, first contact with an extraterrestrial intelligence wasn't as glamorous, hostile, violent, or uplifting as many thought it would be. It was however, very disconcerting. After overcoming the initial shock, the great powers of the world made an effort to establish a dialogue with the alien vessel that had suddenly appeared in the Solar System. The very first exchange was unnerving, where the envoys learned that this species knew quite a bit about the human race, and had been studying them for some time.

They claimed to be interested in humanity and the progress of civilization, but mostly in the cultural sense. The alien envoys made a request, to invite several dozen chosen individuals to their vessel in orbit. These were what they apparently considered to be the most interesting of humanity. Shuttle craft would be dispatched to various landing zones across the world, per each government's choosing, to receive these privileged few. Up until now, all communication took place digitally, a painstaking process of translation on both the software and user ends. No one had actually seen the aliens.

It was thought these individuals would be speaking on behalf of all humanity, but when the various governments started to examine their choices, and seek out these people, they were quickly baffled by who were being requested.

First contact, an alien ship suddenly being detected in the Solar System, and entering orbit around Earth. It was impossible. He began to wonder though, as it seemed the governments of many world powers had already begun attempts at contact, and the messages being sent and received were being covered.

He remained there all evening, watching the news. He wondered how many other people were also doing so, thinking that for today, perhaps the entire world was on the edge of their seat. But apparently many people were still hard at work, as later that night, there was a knock at the door.

Three men were there, one flashed a badge. After being invited in, they began to explain. "I'm sure you know by now what's been going on. But I'm afraid they aren't covering the latest developments. I'm not at liberty to explain, but you'll need to come with us." Of course this was quite concerning.

"I'm not in any sort of trouble am I?" he asked. They seemed uncomfortable, "We sincerely hope not." That wasn't exactly helpful or relieving.

After asking what he could bring or what he'd need to bring, resultantly packing very lightly, he followed them out to a black van. It was a boring ride, but they relinquished more information during the trip to the local airport. "They submitted to us a list of individuals they are interested in. You are one such individual. You'll be flown to the agreed upon landing point, and handed over into their custody." The ride was rather solemn, as was the flight on a government jet, and helicopter out to the landing point at the final destination.

It was hours, he was tired, and constantly thinking what this was all about, why him. Right from the moment the government men were at his door, he was suspicious. He had often thought about this very scenario before at times, despite its complete impossibility. That alone made him wonder if this was all some very realistic dream, one he'd likely remember for a long time after.

He tried to think on why he of all people was of interest to these aliens. The stories and information coming out about them was fuzzy, incomplete, confused, but it was definitely real. The fact he was now on a helicopter with several other people in the same boat as him proved it.

As they approached the landing point, the alien craft was already there. He had seen it as they flew in and landed nearby. It was large, shaped like an arrowhead, but the aesthetic was certainly a far cry to what was often portrayed in popular media. It looked oddly like something humanity might build, mostly white, with silver and gold parts. There were even markings on its hull, alien though they were.

They were lined up beside it, with nothing more than what they had brought with them. They weren't sure where the door was, but then a large section of the lower paneling along the side near the front began to shift aside. A hatchway was opened from the inside, or perhaps automatically, and he finally got to see these alien beings for the first time as three emerged from the airlock.

"You've got to be fucking kidding." he muttered under his breath in awe at what he was witnessing.

Aliens not only existing, but managing to achieve FTL travel and come to Earth, while never an absolute impossibility it was still very highly improbable. This however, was improbable to the point of being a sick, cosmic joke played on him personally by either the universe, God, or reality itself.

After climbing down out of the hatch, the three aliens stood before them. They were reptilian in form. Even through the suits they wore, he could tell, by their posture, their physical body structure, the head, the overall shape of the body.

And not just reptilian, but a very specific kind of reptilian form. It was his design, the design he'd come up with for his own personal artistic fulfillment. The physiology he designed to be capable of sapience, and here it was, looking so very much like what he had imagined, and so very clearly sapient as well.

He had to take a breath. "Superficial, outer physical appearances. It could just be a coincidence." he thought. They were quite large compared to the general size he imagined his made-up species to be. "About as big as the krone' actually." From what exposed skin he could see, two were a dull grey, and one was more tan in color.

However, they began to approach, and to speak. "Please form a single file line, and follow me please." the one up front said in fluent, although heavily accented, English. That surprised him, no way they could learn to speak English that well in only a few hours.

Of course, as soon as that thought entered his mind it was replaced by another: "Of course they'd sit back and study the new race they discovered, but how long have they been doing so?" However, the other two began shifting. Armed men behind them all stood at alert, watching the rather large, dinosaur-esque aliens intently. The two others fell in behind the group, flanking the line they had shifted into. He barely moved, simply sticking close to the person that was on his right before, and falling in behind them.

They were led up to the hatchway, some having trouble climbing up into it, the rungs of the ladder more suited to the large beings than the comparatively small humans. Finally, when he came to the ladder, he simply grasped it with nervous, slightly shaking hands. But his mind was cool.

Again, reality felt like a dream to him, unreal, and his hands felt numb, gripping the cold metal of the ladder. He climbed up into the hatch, his body on autopilot as his mind surged and swam in a maelstrom of thought.

But one thought in particular nagged at him, an urge he found hard to deny. He forced himself to shake it off, but it came back. He was picked by them after all, for no apparent reason. Something was up, and he doubted they just picked people from some random lottery.

Once inside, he was led down a short corridor and into a cabin. It was shockingly much like an airplane, except the seats were for inhuman bodies, and all clustered near the center rather than the sides. However, they were obviously modified to some degree to fit human occupants.

Two more of the aliens, both shades of grey and wearing similar suits as the others but with slightly different features, helped to seat and fasten them in. They seemed much larger up close. So obviously there would be force of acceleration on this ship. No sort of inertial dampening it seemed.

It was a short while but it felt so long as he sat there, strapped into a rather uncomfortable, oversized, jury-rigged seat before they finally started to take off. It was much like a plane actually, but after a point, once they were in the air, they surged ahead, forcing him back into his seat for a good long while. However, there wasn't any rumble or roar of something he'd have expected from a rocket. Though there was vibration and a loud humming.

There were no windows but after a point, he began to experience weightlessness in his seat, something he never ever thought he would experience in his life. It took a while before they began to dock with the mothership, but at some point the weightlessness decreased, and he felt himself being pulled to one side. Then the pull seemed to finally settle beneath them. He couldn't tell if it was 1g exactly, still disoriented from being in zero-g, and he was wobbly and shaky as he was unfastened and let out of his seat. Though, most of the others with him were as well. They were then led out the same hatch they entered. He didn't know what to expect, a landing bay? An umbilical? But it turned out to be the former, as he could see bright light coming from the opened hatch.

Climbing down, still unsteady, he looked about at the berth they were in. It was a lot smaller than any landing bay he was imagining, the space was a very tight fit for the shuttle. They were led through a large airlock, five at a time, and sprayed down with something before being let through. Decontamination no doubt. Despite not being instructed to do so, he held his breath.

Two groups had gone through before his own, and it was a slow process getting everyone inside the ship itself. But once in, there was a small entourage that approached them. The one in front, this one grey but hued a bit more blue than the others, bowed slightly, "Welcome, enlightened." it greeted, again in perfect English barring the obvious accent. Its snout clearly wasn't meant to pronounce English. "You are the first from North America."

He couldn't be sure, but it seemed a little excited, or jovial in some manner. "We will show you each your quarters." Some protested, apparently less informed than he was himself. It tilted its head, confused, "You weren't informed? You would be staying with us for the duration of our mission here." That really didn't help.

He himself stayed quiet and simply observed. One asked for what purpose were they brought here, and he made sure to pay special attention. "Your government just simply accepted our request, without informing you of your duty here? My apologies. You are found to be the most interesting individuals among your people, and so we requested you to learn from and to teach. What you choose to do with experience is up to you. Now, if you'll wait here for a moment longer, you'll each be assigned a partner who will show you to your quarters and who you will be working with exclusively."

They left briefly, leaving three behind to watch them no doubt. The others talked among themselves a bit, but he and a few of the others simply stood there, looking about and taking in the place. He got the idea that this ship would tolerate no funny business.

He also started to seriously wonder about what that alien had said. Most interesting individuals? It certainly had a comprehensive grasp of the English language, again leading him to wonder just how much they knew about humanity. Obviously they had been studying humanity for some time, but by how much? Still, his mind went back to the meaning. This entire deal sounded like some strange kind of cultural exchange, but why would they even think him of all the other people in North America was among the most "interesting"? Certainly, it made him feel a little good, but it clashed with his strong sense of modesty.

Regardless, he left no evidence in society of his musings, there was no documented evidence of any "genius" he might possess in the eyes of these aliens. So how would they even know? What would make them pick him? What did they know about him?

Soon a large group returned with the one from before and were paired up with the humans. The process involved them doing a roll call and then assigning one of their people to them.

His name was called, prompting him to look up and nod slightly. A split second later, he wondered if that was enough for them, and so took a step forward, "Yes?" he responded dully. One began to walk over to him. Was it smiling?

This one wearing more light, tight-fitting clothing, he could assess the tones and shape of the actual body beneath. It was so frighteningly familiar to him, it had to be a dream. "Hello, let's get you to your quarters, I'm sure you're very tired now." it said as it began to lead him away from the rest. He simply nodded, a delayed "Yes, I am." as he followed it, rounding a few corners. Again, he felt his body go on autopilot, wondering many things at once.

Finally, they stopped at one of the doors lining the corridor. It entered something onto a small keypad beside the doorway and the door whirred opened, depressing and sliding to the side. The room beyond was modestly furnished.

The bed caught his eye first. It was just a platform extending out of the wall, with a fold out bar under the outer edge to hold it up, and there was a cushioned pad atop it. But it wasn't the only one, there was another next to it.

There was no table, save for a small platform folded out between the beds in a similar manner. There were two chairs however, or seats rather. It appeared more roomy than what he'd expect on a spaceship. Then again, they were bigger, nearly a third larger than humans, which would explain why the furnishings did seem oversized to him.

He slowly entered the room after it, looking around. It turned to him and made that expression again. It had to be a smile, it looked much like what he tended to imagine a smile from one of his made-up species would look like, and the situation was appropriate.

He had to keep telling himself that these were real aliens, and didn't have to have anything to do with his imaginary creations. He backed up a few steps as it approached, but it moved past him briefly and touched a panel beside the door and it sealed shut.

He set his pack down by the bed, sitting on it and waiting, wondering what else it wanted to do. It had suggested he could rest before... whatever they wanted him for. Yet, at the moment there was no way he could actually sleep; he was far too worked up now after everything that had happened.

It stood a moment, glancing at him. "I'm sure you're wondering why you were picked, most of the others probably will as well." He just nodded. It continued, beginning to pace lightly. "I'm certain you were told what your duty with us is. I'm not necessarily interested in humanity, or human cultural achievement." He wasn't sure whether or not to be concerned about that.

"Were I someone else, yes, you may not have been my first choice, or my choice at all. But it was my interest in you that brought you here." There was that look again, its lips curled in what looked like a smirk, but this time peeling apart to show little teeth beneath.

He froze, feeling his heart skip a beat at the insinuation. What interest did it have in him personally? Was that what it meant? How much about him did it know? It seemed to notice him perk up.

He looked back at it again, seeing it holding its smirking grin. It was making itself more intimidating than it already was to begin with, and he started to wonder. Trying to maintain his calm, tired composure, he asked "Interest in me? You mean you took a personal interest in me? How?"

His question made it soften its expression, and it began to pace again. "We've been monitoring humanity for the past eight years, approximately. It made things immeasurably easier for us, having such an open, global communications network, yes, but after the initial... shock of the discovery of your species passed, we started to look more into the lives of individuals. You... intrigued me, and so I had to know more."

Now that got him feeling uncomfortable, that they weren't just spying on humanity, but individual people that 'caught their interest', like he did. But it insinuated more than that, what could it- this strikingly familiar alien- be so intrigued by with him? He began to wonder if it was quite aware not only of the sorts of creatures he illustrated, bearing such an uncanny resemblance to its own species, but that he was also very, very sexually attracted to them as well.

He felt that warm tightening form in his chest, and a dull ache in his head. He looked at it, eyes wandering to its hips, the way it stood, the way its tail lithely extended from its pelvis. Even the shape of its head and the length and narrowness of its snout was perfect.

It watched him, and seemed to guess his reaction. "You're now probably wondering if I know of your... tastes as well. I do, and it is a curiosity, I'm sure you can understand."

He had to be absolutely sure what he was hearing, so he decided to play coy. "What 'tastes' are you referring to?" It just smirked again and he got the feeling it was enjoying this to some extent. "You are good at keeping yourself collected."

He was confused at that comment, but then sucked in a breath as it began to undo its suit, pulling the clothing off its torso first, undressing itself.

"What are you doing?" he asked, trying to maintain a neutral tone, wondering if it was now deliberately attempting to tease him, or maybe they just didn't have that kind of sense of modesty. But given the circumstances and what it told him so far, he doubted this wasn't a deliberate act on the alien's part.

It tossed the upper portion of its suit onto the other bed, looking at him, still smirking, and began to undo the lower portion. He had to take a deep breath, but now his mind was just being filled with This can't be happening. There's no way this is real. This is another one of those dreams.

Removing the lower portion, stepping out of it and tossing it aside as well, it was left in nothing but some form of tight-fitting undergarment about its pelvis and tail base. "Eliciting a reaction from you." it answered finally, standing mostly nude before him.

It was more brown than the others, pale but not quite tan like the one he'd seen on the shuttle. It even had quills on its head, running down the back of its neck a ways too. They were thin though, almost hair-like, cut very short, and darker than its skin, contrasting with it but not to a great extent.

"Reaction?" he asked, remaining coy .

"Yes, and I can see you are reacting just as I expected you to." The smirk got a bit more intense and he had to avert his gaze, staring down at the floor next to it.

"So it is what I think it is, and you're deliberately teasing me." he stated, keeping calm and collected, but realization was dawning. This was actually happening.

"You remain apprehensive?" it moved aside some, leaning onto the other bed. "I thought you found our form sexually attractive, and would consider this opportunity a literal dream come true."

Finally, his suspicions were confirmed. He thought a moment before replying, "I accepted that what I was attracted to didn't exist, and that I'd never have to worry about actually... getting any."

It made a sound, like a throaty hiss and a snort, a chuckle of sorts. "And yet here you are, your greatest... fantasy fulfilled. And still, you reject your desires?"

He looked over at it. "We've just met. Surely for as long as you've studied humanity you'd know how... distasteful this all is. Stalking me, and now trying to..." He trailed off, but it chuckled again. "We'll be working with each other for some time. We'll get to know each other very well. What's so wrong about starting out so intimately? Especially since this... curiosity of yours is something I'm personally interested in."

"I gathered that..." but his composure began to falter now. "But... why me? There's plenty of other people that are... into this, what makes me so special to you?"

Now it came over to him, its intimidating size and intent making him lean back, crawling up further onto the bed. "Do you really have to ask?" It smiled greatly, leaning down to loom over him, snout close enough to where he could feel its nostrils exhale against him. "Doesn't our form- my form- fan the flames of your libido like nothing else?"

He looked up at its grinning snout, a glint in its eyes, remarkably human-like, but with that eerie alienness to it. The iris was too large, colored oddly, the sockets shaped for a different skull structure, the list of differences went on, and yet it seemed so comfortably familiar to him, what he fantasized about brought to life.

It suddenly occurred to him he didn't know what this creature's sex even was. But another thought came to his mind. "Next you'll tell me you're female, and that you... copulate in the manner which I find... arousing?"

It begrudged him to admit it still, and to even ask, but he managed, glancing at it before looking away again, but he caught its smile. "I'm afraid not. Being female that is. My species are... hermaphroditic, you could say. As to how we copulate? Yes..."

It paused, saying nothing else, but resumed its smirking expression and- is that a blush along its cheeks? "Now perhaps you maybe understand our- my great interest in you. Specifically this aspect of you. I'll have you know, for a short while, you were the talk of the others on my shift."

He simply took a deep breath, staring at it intently. "Impossible." he stated flatly, "There's no way this is real. It's too perfect." But its smirk only intensified. "Oh this is very real." It moved slowly towards him again, knowing its intent and sex made it even more intimidating to him.

Surely he was dreaming all of this, one of those very vivid, realistic dreams that made one wonder if they were actually dreaming, despite the impossibilities witnessed. But he wasn't able to chase it off and wake from this as it continued, the alien moving up to him now, placing its large hands on his chest. He felt it knot up, causing his heart to flutter and he brought a hand up to clutch at the alien's. Its hands rubbed up and over his shoulders, and he felt it begin to lean on him, pushing him on his back again. His resistance melted away, and he found himself doing so without even realizing it. Not that he could have stopped the larger being anyhow.

Having disrobed itself, it began to do so to him now, its hands moving back over his chest, and began to undo the buttons of his shirt. Feeling it begin to undress him made him draw a deep breath, trying to keep himself collected. It moved deliberately but slowly, drawing the process out, but once his chest and belly were exposed, it ran its hand down the center. He gasped, trying to keep himself collected, but he heard it huff, knowing his cheeks and chest must have begun to flush red.

Then he felt it shift, sliding back a bit, and felt it begin to undo his pants. It started to move a bit more impatiently now, he felt, slipping his shoes off quickly and then tugging at his pants. He cooperated however, lifting his waist up to let it pull them off him. It tossed them aside, leaving him in just his boxers and unbuttoned shirt now.

He started to sit up to slide his shirt off, starting to feel giddy and unable to contain it any longer as he began to shake nervously. As he slid his shirt off, it began to pull at his boxers, making him gasp softly again. Tossing his shirt off the bed, he lifted his waist again to let it slide his underwear off, leaving him completely naked before it.

It looked him over, tilting its head down to eye his groin. He caught its grin, if the way its lips peeled subtly across its snout could be called a grin. It seemed to hesitate though, looking back up at him, but then stepped back, hands leaving his body to snap down to its own waist, undoing its undergarment.

He propped himself back up on his elbows, watching as he shook nervously in anticipation as it peeled a portion off from its tail base, up the back of its hips, and then folded the odd underwear down, sliding it down its digitigrade legs like any normal pair. It stepped out of them, kicking them aside as well, standing equally naked before him now.

His eyes were fixated on its hips, its groin, expecting to see some sort of sign of its arousal. From the front, he couldn't see anything yet, but it noticed his gaze and with a wry smile, shifted itself, turning some to expose its tail base, lifting a large leg and resting it beside him on the bed, giving him a clear view of its groin. Its pubis jutted out of its pelvis slightly, befitting of its dinosaur-like anatomy, and just under it, on the mound of its tail base, he could see a pink patch on the paler skin of its underside.

There was a vertical slit there, hard to miss, especially when it was so obviously aroused that its flesh was tinted pink around it and the slit bulged slightly. It was puffed out near the bottom, and there seemed to be some lump of flesh there, beneath the lips. It was an alien of course, and so he couldn't actually know for sure, but he did think he knew precisely what it was. He finally looked up at it and it smiled again.

It started to climb onto the bed with him, settling over him as it reached up with a hand to pull off his glasses, setting them on the platform between the two beds. This delayed a gasp from him as its other hand traveled down over his chest and belly, curving around to his side and down his thigh. It pushed its snout in close to his cheek, inhaling deeply.

It was then that he started to wonder about this alien's true motives, it was getting a little to intimate with him for just being a teasing exploration of his sexuality. No, indeed it must have been serious as it laid atop him, running its hands over his body.

He shifted with it as it rolled onto its side, its larger form curling about his smaller one. It uttered something in its own, strange language, and the lights abruptly shut off, leaving them there in the dark together.

He felt it move its hands around his back, tucking him close, its exposed leg shifting up and over his thighs possessively. Its skin was smooth, its body warm. "We have all of tomorrow to get to... know each other... as best as possible. You must be so tired..." it whispered softly in his ear. He was, despite his nervous quivering in its grip.

He felt one of its hands leave his back, and it leaned away from him briefly before something soft, warm, and thick flew over them. It bundled the sheet about them and settled back down, stroking softly down his neck and back. He allowed himself to cuddle against its chest, breathing raggedly as he felt his erection prod against its belly, jerking away reflexively, but it only chuckled softly, a hand sliding down over his butt, pulling his groin tightly against it. Clearly, it didn't mind.

It took him a while to finally fall asleep, being as nervous as he was, and he slept fitfully, at some point turning away from it and rolling out of its cradling form.

***

When he woke, he was a bit confused. The lights were on but they were dimmed. He was too tired to pay any notice to the inconvenience of it and simply rolled over again, trying to go back to sleep. But his waking mind started to recall things, and noticed that the alien wasn't in bed with him anymore.

He started to wonder if that was all a dream, but as he woke further, he realized that the bed wasn't right, and the blanket over him was different than the one he was used to. He cracked his eyes open and briefly looked around. He was still in the alien's quarters. So it was real; he was living his deepest sexual fantasy after all. Having slept and overcome the shock of it all, he found it easier to accept now as he stretched and began to sit up, not seeing the alien in the room.

Sliding the sheet off, he felt odd. It was because he was naked in an unfamiliar place. Out of habit he slid off the bed and looked about on the floor for his boxers. The alien's suit wasn't laying about, but all his clothes were laid out on the other bed, rather haphazardly.

Slipping his underwear on he looked around the room again. He needed to relieve himself, but the thought of a bathroom led him to wonder what exactly a toilet designed for a creature of this anatomy would look like, and one that was on a spaceship no less. Doing something as simple as urinating, for him, could be needlessly difficult or uncomfortable, and he was to stay here with them for an indefinite period of time.

He looked over the small nightstand extended out between the two beds, and picked up his glasses, putting them on when the door whirred and slid open, making him jolt nervously. But it was the alien, he thought anyway, wearing the same familiar smile as it walked in. Seeing him awake it went over to one wall, near the seats, tapping it some and causing it to fold out into a longer table than the small platform between the beds. It set a few things down that it was carrying under its arm, tapped a panel on the wall near it, and the lights brightened, then it turned to him. After a brief hesitation, he asked "Um, where's the uh... bathroom... er, toilet, specifically?"

It smirked, bemused, and went over to a differently colored section of the wall. It should have stuck out to him in retrospect, as it was the only dark, rectangular section of wall in the entire room. The alien pushed on it, and he heard a slight click, and then it slid it aside, revealing a small room beyond. He went over as the alien moved aside and looked in to see a white-washed room with an overall ceramic look to it.

It was rather cramped, for something as large and somewhat ungainly as the alien of course; he would have had plenty of space, and at the far end was a section that was depressed, with a series of nozzles overhead, obviously a shower of some sort. Directly in front of the doorway, against the opposite wall, was a nook occupied with what had to be the toilet. Aside from the seat and arrangement being suited for a completely different anatomy, the concept remained the same.

After an awkward moment of trying to figure out how exactly best to use it, he relieved himself and came back out to see it fiddling with the things it had brought. They were a few small bottles that it seemed to be busy opening. Seeing him, it poured the contents of one into a larger flask and handed it to him. "Drink this." it said, grinning as he took it.

He peered into it, seeing it was more full with something than what it had poured into it. "What is it?" he asked. "Water..." it replied, then sat up in its seat some. "... and a purgative... You may want to figure out how to comfortably use the toilet before you drink all of it." He looked at it questioningly. It just smiled at him, "If we are to copulate, you probably understand that I want you clean for it."

Of course. He was expecting them to do so last night, or yesterday, or whenever it was before he slept, but it slipped his mind that it would insist he empty his bowels first. "How long will it take?" he asked, already heading back into the bathroom to examine the toilet again. "An hour perhaps." came its answer, "Don't worry, it works just fine on human anatomy. Aside from its intended purpose, you should experience no unpleasant side effects." That didn't leave him with much confidence, but he slid off his boxers, kicking them over to near the door, and settled himself on the rather large toilet as best he could and downed the contents of the flask.

It certainly wasn't pleasant, but the alien did bring him more water, insisting that he keep hydrated during the process. After a little over an hour, he thought he was finally done, and felt drained, sore, and aching from having to teeter on the edge of the toilet, to keep from falling in or off it. The toilet seemed to drain everything out as he emptied himself at least, without pulling any suction either as he thought it might.

The alien came back after he declared he thought he was done, completely naked again, took his glasses and set them on the table, then led him over to the shower area. "Let's get you cleaned up now. I suppose I haven't washed either since my shift yesterday..." it said wryly as it climbed into the depression behind him and pulled a transparent sheet across. It fiddled with the knobs on the wall and soon water sprayed out from the broad nozzle above.

It was thankfully hot, something he generally enjoyed anyway but after the exertion of voiding his digestive tract it was especially welcome. The alien bumped up against him, turning to face him, unfortunately taking up most of the spray. The shower space was large, giving him plenty of room, even with the alien in here with him.

It reached out and gently pulled him close, and he felt his legs grow weak. It was certainly larger than him, that not being more evident than right now. Standing up against him, his head barely came up to its chest, his belly pressing against its pelvis. He would have looked up at it, to see how much it loomed above him, if not for the hot spray trickling down over them. With the way its body was built, it was only a third larger than him, but probably twice as massive. Though, its lithe form didn't look like it was all that heavy for its size.

It massaged his back, its hands soon reaching down to his butt. He tensed, but allowed himself to run his hands over its body in turn; its skin was delightfully smooth, despite being wet. He did so tentatively, still uneasy about touching it in such an intimate manner. That changed as he felt its fingers dig in between his cheeks, rubbing and massaging there, and he finally looked up at it.

It smiled down at him and shifted its stance, bringing its arms more around his sides to begin to rub his crack and tired anus clean. After a moment he felt it exhale through its nostrils against him, and pull its hands away, rinsing them, before it began to gently push him back and down.

He was all too willing to let his knees buckle and slump down against the smooth wall. It knelt down as well, but laying more on its thigh, leaning to one side and propping its torso up on an elbow, exposing its entire underbelly to him.

His eyes traced down its large form, and he couldn't help but cast a furtive glance to its tail base. The slit there was bright pink, standing out from its pale, brown-grey pigment, and bulged as it had last night, the lips slightly parted. Only this time, he could make out the lump of flesh beneath, parting the lips subtly.

He jerked when he felt his own genitalia touched, its free hand fondling his penis, which had apparently grown erect and hard in the past few seconds. His arousal and lust had now manifested, though he realized there was no hiding it before anyway; it had known.

The alien squeezed it, more curious about it he supposed as they prodded and felt him. He blushed in embarrassment still, however he recalled its allusion to its species own genitalia, and he wondered if it knew what to expect.

"Didn't you... like... study human... anatomy before you... you know, decided to go through with this?" he asked, trying to put it as candidly as he could.

It snorted in amusement, "Of course I did... We all did actually, for various reasons; we had to fully know your physiology... But I... maybe a few others... took a special interest in your reproductive anatomy... You're incompatible with us, and yet, here you are, a male who not only desires our... female anatomy, but also finds our bodies, our form, to be... beautiful?"

It pulled away, sitting up on its hips, and looked at him sharply, "You are much more than just that of course, but don't you think it's rather amazing, to get such a perfect match? The only thing amiss here is that we are of different species... You were chosen because I chose you." It ran a hand down his shoulder, over his chest. "You've held some anomalous... appreciation for our form, like I have for yours as well."

It shifted again, leaning back as it eyed him, letting the hot water wash down its side and flank, lifting a leg to fully and deliberately expose its tail base to him. He couldn't help but notice that pink mound puffing up before the lips began to part, the lump of flesh beneath pushing forth slowly. He began shaking nervously just at the sight of it, taking a good guess at what it was, but still uncertain.

"I know you want it. You know you want it... Why don't you come... help me get ready?" its voice was quivering, and he looked back up at it to see it was fidgeting. Perhaps it was nervous too? Or maybe its species just got the way when aroused, maybe he should be careful?

He finally pushed his inhibitions aside and slid over to it, looking down at the squat pile of pink flesh protruding from the lower portion of its slit. He reached down to touch it gently, still unsure. It was slick, but with the water pouring down over it, it was hard to tell if it had any natural lubricant. The flesh was loose, indicating it must still be flaccid, and he gave it a squeeze between two fingers. The fleshy pile gave a bit before he felt a throb pulse through it, and it swelled, pushing out an inch. Startled, he released his pinch on it, but kept his hand hovering in place.

The alien gasped softly, flexing its growing phallus as it slowly began to erect. He watched in fascination as it slid from its inner folds. "Continue..." it huffed. Maybe it was a trick of his mind, but he thought it carried a pleading tone rather than a commanding one. He obliged anyway, fondling and squeezing the stiffening phallus as he inspected it intently.

He knew where it intended to put it, and he examined it to try and gauge how uncomfortable, painful, or potentially dangerous it'd be to do so. It was long, already jutting up about eight inches from the puffy slit. The red tip had a slight point to it, with a glans-like structure that was heart-shaped. In the center was a rather long, puffy slit, being a bit large for a urethra.

The glans didn't terminate in a definitive rim, but rather the flesh transitioned to a series of loose folds that had only a centimeter of give in either direction. Though it wasn't exactly comparable to a kind of foreskin, as it wasn't loose enough to be pulled over the rim of the glans. Further down the shaft, the red folds gave way to more taut, pink skin, blood vessels visible as tiny dark branches under the bright pink flesh. It wasn't completely cylindrical however, it widened unevenly down at the base, the sides bulging out into thick, smooth, bulbous ridges.

As it finally seemed to stop growing, at an intimidating eleven inches, he started to gauge its girth. The heart-shaped glans was maybe an inch and a half wide, that thickness roughly maintained by the loose folds of flesh. The start of the actual shaft was a bit thinner though still over an inch in girth, gradually widening to about two inches before the sides began to form the bulbous ridges.

The base was thus about 2 by 3 inches, the width maybe a little thicker, he couldn't be exact without a ruler or measuring tape. The flesh on the underside between the ridges formed smaller, rear-facing, pointed ridges, like fleshy, serrated saw teeth. He brushed them with a finger, to see how firm they were. To his relief, they were soft and pliable, giving under the slightest pressure as he brushed and tickled them. The alien gasped in reaction, making a cooing sound and he eased off it, but allowed himself a small smile, satisfied he had found a sensitive spot.

As a whole, it was quite big, but not too big that it wouldn't fit, he didn't think. Though, the base did look too wide for him to take. He glanced up at it again, seeing it had finally lost its perpetual, smirking smile, and was staring at him with... lust?

It did smile, cracking the corners of its snout a bit and dipped its nose to him in a emulation of a nod, urging him to continue. He turned back to its throbbing erection, when it shifted a bit, leaning up to grab at one of the knobs in the wall, cutting off the water.

He decided to test the rigidity of the phallus, taking it in his hands and attempting to bend it back, crinkling it in the middle. It seemed to give more easily under pressure than he expected, despite its rigid appearance, though the thicker flesh near the base was more reluctant to bend.

It twitched and jerked in his hands, making him release it again. It was very strange and startling to him, the only phallus he'd ever handled was his own. But it seemed to be patient with his virgin inexperience.

It rolled over suddenly, onto its back, or flank actually; its torso rested up against the wall of the shower, leaving it in a very compromised position. It continued to stare at him, and he noticed as he glanced over to it, then blushed as he averted his eyes back down to its tail base.

The phallus throbbed steadily, but he decided to prod curiously at the rest of the slit, which lied above where the rod emerged. The large, pinched-off pucker of its anus was obvious a little over two inches further down from where its phallus emerged, but the other six inches of puffy slit above the phallus was a curiosity.

"You said you were a herm, right?" he suddenly blurted, his voice sounding louder than he intended, now that the water wasn't running, echoing off the smooth walls. He blushed and tensed in embarrassment, then glanced up at it. It nodded, cracking a smile again. It seemed a lot less cocky now than when it teased and coaxed him into this situation. Based on what it had told him, it desired and fantasized about this just as much as he did.

"I thought... you were rather f-fond of such... things." it stated. It was true, though deep down, he wondered if the phallus was just a penis, and not an ovipositor as he had hoped. But didn't it suggest otherwise last night? Or at least alluded to it.

Still, beggars couldn't be choosers, and he began to finger the slit, eliciting a hiss from the alien. The phallus flexed as well, suggesting the two regions were linked. He began to slip two fingers into the slit, running them up between the lips, feeling the fleshy folds beneath.

It huffed and jerked then, making him pull his fingers out and lean back, his heart pounding. It started to writhe, but it seemed to just be rolling over. However, as it got back up, it crawled over him, pushing him down, gently but insistently.

It began to settle over him, pulling and tugging at his body, readjusting where he laid on the wet floor of the shower. It looked down at him, craning its neck to lean toward his face. He simply lay beneath it, submissively allowing it to move things forward from here.

As if sensing his nagging concern, it said in a soft tone "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." He gasped in response, reaching up to clasp at its arms. Knowing what was about to happen very soon now, he finally mustered the courage to ask, "Is it an ovipositor?"

It exhaled against his face through its nostrils, smiling wryly again, "Which one?"

He just gasped again, drawing a deep, nervous breath as he wondered what it meant by that, but he hesitated to ask, and it drew back, reaching down to grip and tug at his thighs, urging him to raise his legs. He did so, hooking them up and over its own, wrapping them some about its flank.

He felt the tip of its phallus prod and poke at his butt and taint. However, it reached a hand down to his own throbbing rod and pushed it back as it began to lean forward. He felt the pointed tip of the glans probe around near his pucker, still a bit loose from the purge he went through not long ago, but at least thoroughly clean now.

It caught in the loose depression of his ring and the alien inhaled deeply in preparation before it pressed its hips slowly forward, arching its tail base down to drive the tip into his anus.

"Ah-aaahh..." he groaned, clenching at the sudden intrusion, but he began to push, easing the tip's entry into him as his anus and rectum embraced the alien's glans. It continued to lean against him, sinking its glans into him, the width of it parting his ring suddenly, making him grunt at the discomfort and mild pain.

He felt it finally ease off the pressure, still pushing with his rectal muscles, but then it started to buck in weak, shallow thrusts, beginning to drive its shaft into him now. He felt the folds catch and slide over the firm, sub-dermal flesh of its rod as they pushed in past his tight anal ring.

"Unnnnggh..." it growled throatily as the loose, fleshy rim squeezed past his sphincter. But it continued to lightly hump into him until he felt his tip finally brush against the upper lips of its slit.

He bucked involuntarily, and it stopped, but then eased itself down onto him. He grunted at the sensation of his own tip being pressed into its slit, feeling actual warm flesh engulf his penis. Only the first inch of his penis was inserted, and it shifted its grip, letting go of his penis and propped itself up on its arms, looming over him.

"See..." it said in a quivering huff, "We fit together... perfectly."

He attempted to squirm, giving a slight twist of his hips to try and feel its body in and around him. It shifted as well, attempting to keep him from slipping out, sitting up, crouched over him now in a way, and reached down to grab his sides, just above the hips.

He tensed and pressed his pelvis up against its own a moment as he gasped again in anxious pleasure. Then it tugged him back, arching its tail base to hump into him again. Its thrusts remained shallow, sinking itself in short jerks, not pulling back.

He felt the tip within him, prodding his insides as it sank deeper, and he continued to push, making its entry easier.

Soon he felt the shaft get wider, and soon its weak, shallow thrusts weren't enough to drive it in any further. It shifted again, sighing in disappointment as his penis slipped out of its slit. "Just for a moment..." it said softly to him, "I need to... get in... It will probably hurt."

It reached up to pet his head, moving down around his ear and over his cheek, making him sigh and moan weakly at the act of affection. Not hearing him protest, it took hold of his hips again, and changed its crouching stance over him, hoisting his legs up a bit more as it moved more over him.

Looking down at him it grunted as it tugged back on his hips and thrust into him with more strength and pressure than before.

It was angled perfectly now, and the wider portions of its shaft began to stretch him open, and it did hurt. His ring stung from being stretched in such a manner, but he continued to push, especially hard now.

"Ah-ahhh... Ngn..." he winced at the sudden pain. It did pull back a little this time though, but pushed forward even more insistently.

His ring kept stinging, the pain renewed with each stroke, the alien pushing more and more of its length into him, and he was starting to falter in his pushing.

Then he clenched suddenly, tightly squeezing around the alien's shaft, making it grunt and groan through grit teeth. It held itself still, but its grip on his hips tightened a bit as it leaned into him, keeping pressure on his anus.

He relaxed his sphincter, feeling it throb from the abuse it was receiving. Or was that the alien's pulse he was feeling?The phallus lodged in him was throbbing, and felt rock-hard under his tightly constricting ring.

It then bucked against him again before resuming its driving strokes to fully impale him on its intimidating member. He had taken maybe about seven inches before he could feel it prodding at the back of his rectum.

Remembering how it was shaped near the base, he felt it had only just begun to force in those two bulbous ridges, the start of them being that tight, stinging sensation he was now enduring. He didn't think he could take it all without breaking.

"I... I think... y-you're bottomed out..." he gasped. "I can feel you poking me inside..."

It stopped and he looked up at it. It was arching its neck down, looking at where they were joined. It looked back up to him, and shifted its grip, getting a better hold on his hips.

He felt it flex its length inside him, feeling the powerful throb run down through the monster length to the tip. "I'll... need your help..." it said as it started to wiggle, shift, and roll its hips, trying to manipulate his pelvis as it maneuvered its phallus around inside him.

"Going to... get it all in..." it said to him, looking intently at him, but it inhaled deeply and reached up for a moment to rub his cheek. "I'll need to push it up... into your colon... gently of course. But I'll need you to tell me... how I'm doing... alright?"

He nodded, feeling his heart pound in his chest. It was going to make him take all of it on their first time! But then, he knew that it knew that was what he wanted.

Laying back, trying to calm himself, he felt it angle the tip to his left side, searching for the entrance to his colon. He felt a pinching sensation inside, "Ah-ack." he gasped, "I think you found it."

It stopped briefly before jabbing into him more, its hands attempting to twist his pelvis in relation to where it was buried inside him. He felt it bend inside him, the flexibility of the shaft itself allowing it to curve up into his sigmoid colon. The pinching intensified as more of it slid in, but bobbed backward, as it had no more free length to slip in.

It flexed its length in him again, and said "I think I'm in now... just got to take it... easy..." and it shifted him and itself back into their former position and pressed down into him again.

He could feel the bend pressing against the wall of his rectum, but his primary attention was drawn to the knot-like lobes of the alien's base.

Over eight inches into him now, and the girth began to widen considerably. He had only ever managed to fit just over two inches of solid girth into him during some of his masturbatory sessions in the past. This alien's base was around three inches wide it had seemed, the actual core of the shaft being two.

But unlike the solid objects he had used, the creature's flesh compressed, though not by much. Still, it stretched his ring to the point of unbearable pain. Its grip on his hips tightened, and it pulled him back into its pressure more firmly, driving its hips forward, putting all its weight down onto his anus.

He could feel it continue to slowly force him open as it slid into him however, and felt a wetness dampening his groin. Its slit was leaking a slick lubricant down over its phallus, trickles of the slimy fluid dripping onto his ass, taint, and scrotum.

The stinging sensation became sharper, and he couldn't stop himself from crying out as the pain blossomed in his backside. The alien didn't stop though, and he was rather thankful for that, not wanting to drag this out.

He felt it slip in further, and his ring stretched wider around it, squeezing the girth so tightly, he thought he was going to tear for sure. As he started to lose control, and his pained whine started to rise into a scream, it was suddenly cut off by a sudden, gagging cough as it gripped him tightly and bucked its hips forcefully, plunging the thick base into him.

The sudden forward jerk bumped the bend of its shaft against the back of his rectum before it sank deeper into his sigmoid, contouring nicely to the curve of his colon.

His anus still ached badly, throbbing with pain, but the sharp stinging had passed. Before he could adjust to what had just happened though, the alien flexed its length inside him a few times, jiggling the walls of his rectum and colon, as it moaned out again, its grip loosening around his hips finally.

It huffed a few times before tugging back slightly, likely feeling him clenching as hard as his stretched sphincter could manage around its base. Its tail base was now pressed up against his cheeks, the lips of its slit kissing his abused pucker.

But it tugged back, making him push, as if trying to force the huge mass out of him, and it reached back down, taking his penis in its hand.

He had softened a little from the pain, though his tip had leaked quite a bit. It gave him a squeeze, thumbing his glans in an attempt to get him hard again. Realizing this, he thought about what it had just done, how he had taken its whole phallus. He imagined it was in fact an ovipositor, and that it would fill his bowels with its eggs and fluids. The sudden thought got him hard again almost immediately.

Sighing in satisfaction, it pulled his penis back, leaning forward as it angled its slit over his tip, and engulfed his glans once again. But it continued to lean to forward until its pelvis was pressing into his, releasing his hips as it placed its hands on the floor to either side of his head, propping its torso up.

It arched its neck to look down at him, its pale, brown skin was flushed pink almost everywhere, and pleasure was written all over its face. It began wiggling and rolling its pelvis against his to sink his own rod as deep into its slit as it could get.

He felt that just inside the lips there was a tightness that seemed to squeeze and clamp down on his penis, seeming to pull it in deeper, the walls rippling as they throbbed.

Its tail base pressing into his taint now, it held itself there for a moment before it began to grind against him, tugging back before pressing in again.

His scrotum was wedged in between his penis and where its own was rooted, but the genital mound of its tail base was soft and puffy enough that when it pressed in against him, it didn't pinch or mash them. In fact, the continuous lips of its slit rubbed over his scrotum, leaking more of its slick fluid, soaking it as it trickled down into the pits of his thighs.

It ground against him for a while like that, and he could feel the subtle movements of its large phallus lodged inside him as it tugged and pressed and flexed within.

However, at the root of its phallus, where it mashed against his sore anus, the bulge it made beneath its lips made the flesh there more firm than the rest of its soft, puffy genital mound, and he began to feel something different as it seemed to grow more firm.

It ground even harder against him as well, and his mind started to immediately jump to the conclusion that it was about to lay in him. He felt the firm bulge press more insistently against his anus, and felt the lips begin to part, being squeezed aside as the large, firm bulge mashed into his anus directly.

"I-is..." he said in a ragged breath, "is that an... e-egg?"

It grunted, sighing in an amused tone, but stopped briefly to say "W-why don't you... f-find out?" before it resumed pressing that bulge into him.

It started to part his ring, stretching the sore muscle out again, making him start to groan in mixed lust and pain. But it simply held it there, and he felt the genital mound pulling away from his taint.

He was a bit confused, as he could feel the phallus still sitting in place within him, but then it pushed in again, a short jerk, laying on more pressure as his ring began to part again. He tried to look down, to see past their conjoined hips, but he couldn't see anything.

Seeing this, it huffed and started to sit back again, rearing up, and pulling back, taking the pressure off entirely, sliding the new bulge from his ring and then tugging the base against his insides yet again.

It twisted, shifting a thigh outward, and moving his leg some to give him a glimpse of what he was feeling.

He gasped, feeling a jolt down his spine, making him quiver. Swelling out from its lips was a large ball of flesh, pressed flush between his cheeks, despite how it was pulling itself away from his anus, feeling the tugging of its thick base just inside his sphincter.

It was easily just as big, three inches thick if not thicker, but round, teardrop-shaped, unlike the oblong cross section of its base. Over three inches of thickness across and up and down, it would surely overstretch his anus.

But the detail that really made his heart skip and flutter in his chest were the many little barbs that studded it. A barbed knot, almost identical to what he gave Enillishi. He laid back, reaching up to clutch at his chest again. The alien smiled down at him, its neck and underbelly bright red now, about as red as his own chest and cheeks.

"It's going in you..." it said softly. "I'm going to... knot you..." its voice tripped at that, a semblance of an odd giggle stuttering it. "Just like... her."

He gasped deeply, jaw quivering along with his hands and legs. He rolled his head to one side, blushing profusely, feeling hot.

Inhaling deeply, it reached down to grab his hips again. "I'll be gentle..." it told him again, then pulled him back into its tail base as it pressed in, wedging the thick, prickly knot into his anus.

The flesh was slimy and slick, soaked with its fluids, and it begin to slip in. He groaned out as his anal ring stung horribly again, even worse this time, despite giving way under the thick ball of meat more readily.

And again, before he could start actually screaming, it jerked its tail base against him, popping the knot into him. It sank in rather easily, causing him to cough again as the rest of its large length pushed deeper into his colon.

It hissed, obviously deriving incredible sensations from that, and he felt it hold itself there for a few seconds before it tugged back. But it also held him down, tugging more insistently.

Oh no... He thought as he felt it keep pulling, the thick knot prying his ring open from the inside. He had no choice but to push, and still, the many barbs pricked at his flesh as it popped its knot back out of him with but a grunt.

"Nnnnggyyaaahh-hhah!" he groaned, his cry trailing to a gasping breath as it all but tore from his hole. His gasp turned to a gag, as almost immediately it pressed back in against him, tugging his hips back in a short, sudden thrust.

Then it put pressure against him, driving its knot gradually into him. Just before it seemed to reach its widest point, it jerked its tail base again, popping the knot into him suddenly.

He was groaning in pain now, his anus so sore he didn't think he could take any more. It hissed again, and waited a bit longer this time, before it began to tug back again. Already he whined out, not sure he could stand the pain again.

However, it only pulled until some of its knot was past his tight ring, pricking the inflamed, aching flesh with its barbs. It held itself there a few seconds under his insistent pushing before pulling back until its knot was pulled free again.

Perhaps it was how swollen his anal ring had gotten, or the pricking of its barbs, but it stung even more than before, causing him to actually scream briefly that time until it was out.

Then it began to push in again, and he felt its grip on his hips tighten as it drove its knot back into him. It felt like it was more difficult to get it in this time, as if it was... bigger.

And it did stretch him wider, the alien forced to actually pull back and thrust it into him, wiggling its hips and tail base to squeeze into the tight space as its knot did indeed begin to swell further!

He could feel that the little barbs were more erect this time as he screamed again, his voice ringing loudly in his ears as it thrust its knot into him.

And still, once it popped in for the third time, it tugged back against his ring. But it didn't attempt to wrench it free. Instead, with a near bestial moan, it pushed in further, grinding its genital mound tightly against him again. He could feel the thickening knot in his rectum, making him feel a strong, urgent need to evacuate what was in there. But his pushing only squeezed his rectal walls against the barbs.

It gave him no rest though, but it did slow down with its back and forth grinding into him, simply gyrating its hips after a moment, huffing and panting. "S-sorry... A-are you... alright?" it asked, looking down at him. Its grip on his hips loosened and it seemed to lean more on him, pressing its slit against his groin, ensuring he was still hard after that.

He huffed and groaned, thankful for the respite, then nodded. "H-hurts... I-I think I'm... alright inside though..."

It waited a moment, only grinding and humping gently against him to keep itself hard and its knot inflated. "Do you... regret me doing that?" it asked with a mix of concern and... shame?

He looked up at it, "You knew it was... something I... would want... I-I would want to try... s-sooner or later, once I... knew you had a... knot." His face and chest and even most of his belly was flushed red and hot, but he still felt himself blush and turned his head.

It sighed deeply, hands tracing over his belly and chest before it resumed its grinding. "You're still erect, I feel..." it said, though it was more of a moan.

He was, and despite needing a break to ride out the horrible, stinging pain in his ass, he began to push and buck back against it. They did this for a minute, working themselves up to a climax.

It began to hiss and groan gutturally, and he began grunt and whine submissively, no longer caring about his dignity right now. But then the alien began to slow down, and he felt its slit begin to squeeze his penis in longer, more insistent strokes.

"N-normally... we... take turns..." it said breathlessly. "But- haaahhh-h... you are... perfect to... do both at the same t-time." He wasn't sure what it was talking about, but then he felt its slit squeeze and tug tightly at his hard, throbbing penis. He felt like it would burst, and yet he still had just a little more to go before he reached orgasm.

"I'm close..." it whined, "I'm going to..." Then he felt something wedge against the tip of his penis, coming from deep inside its slit! His heart skipped and he gasped sharply. He had thought the alien was all out of surprises.

It wiggled a bit, but pressed firmly against his glans. It had a pointed tip he could feel, and felt soft, pliable, and fleshy, but by the way it writhed he could tell it must be quite muscular. The tip slid into his urethra, and the pressure it was exerting on it as it mashed against his penis jammed it in, causing a sting at his tip.

"Aah-ah..." it gasped as its body seemed to tense up as its tip pressed into his. He didn't have time to think about how unlikely this was as the muscular tendril pushed into him.

"Aakh!" he cried as he tensed and tried to pull his hips back from its slit. The tip was thick, stinging his urethra as it forced its girth into his penis. He felt a number of fleshy nubs along the back of the bulbous glans that had penetrated him.

It continued to push it into him though, and he felt the tendril widen again, though not as thick as the glans was. He could feel it being driven down his urethra in strong, powerful, jerking strokes, and looked down to see its abdomen flexing with each stroke too.

He could feel that the tendril was banded, with thick, muscular bulges separated by thin, fleshy valleys at regular intervals. It pushed in one to two of these bands with each stroke. He started bucking again, feeling the thick head push deep into his urethra, prodding at his internal sphincters now. He couldn't help but clench, his prostate already pressed by its thick knot lodged in his rectum, but the alien was not deterred and after three ineffectual strokes, it paused a moment, took a breath, and then he felt it jab into him, making him cry out sharply. It did push through, and kept going, on the next stroke pushing up into his bladder.

It moaned above him, wailing almost as it continued to drive the tendril into him, pushing until it pressed up against his bladder wall. It prodded it with two more strokes, then the alien tensed up, its slit suckling and tugging at his penis, trying to pull it deeper, but he was firmly hilted.

It groaned out in a guttural, bestial sound again, and he felt its entire phallus begin to throb greatly and flex within him. He felt the genital mound tense up as well, and then a series of very strong throbs rippled down the length in rapid succession, and he felt a sharp stinging sensation deep in his left side, and a blossom of warmth.

The length in his urethra throbbed also, the muscular bands rippling in a pumping motion down into him. On the third one, he felt a stinging pressure erupt in his bladder as well, and then he felt a lump press against his glans.

He lost himself then, now knowing "which one" was its ovipositor, he moaned out lustily as he bucked up hard into its slit, releasing his orgasm he had been holding back until it reached its own.

His penis throbbed and flexed, but the alien's contractions and force of ejaculation, or laying in this case, was stronger, and it forced the lump into his tip, causing a spike of pain. But in the throws of his orgasm, it only registered as another form of pleasure. His ejaculate pumped against the bulge as it was forced down his urethra, another one already pressing into his penis, being forced in on the next stroke.

"Ugnnhh... Ugnnhh... Ugnnhh..." It grunted with each stroke of its ovipositor and each pulse of its penis, ejaculating and laying in sync with its abdominal contractions, its belly flexing in rhythm.

The bulges forced his ejaculate back past his sphincter, and its strokes only seemed to grow more intense when his own urethra contracted, forcing them deeper, harder.

The first got to his internal sphincter and forced it open, causing only a slight sting as it was pushed past. The next stroke pushed it and most of his semen past his bladder sphincter.

He felt another sting in his bladder, and was dimly aware of it getting a bit full, creating a slight pressure. Then he felt something shoot into him on the very next pump, bumping his bladder wall and tumbling to settle down in the bottom.

This drew out his orgasm, and his penis continued its attempt to ejaculate, squeezing the pulsing, throbbing ovipositor so tight to the point of pain around the bulges.

It continued to lay in him, despite its phallus beginning to run dry. It had shot quite a volume into his bowels, and he felt it begin to surge up into his colon, tracking it based on the warmth and gurgling he felt inside him. But the pressure at which it ejaculated into him, and the size and girth of its phallus was the most satisfying aspect of that half of the experience.

The eggs had stopped coming now however, but it still continued to flex and contract, even with its large cock. "Ugnnhh... Ugnnnnhhhh... Ugnnnnhhhh..." It continued to grunt, though they started to become drawn out, as were its contractions.

The last of the eggs that were forced into him continued to be pushed by the strokes, which became longer and more powerful. The last few eggs were forced into his bladder two at a time, and it had already begun to sting and ache from being so full.

He was reaching his limit, and he attempted to buck again, trying to keep his orgasm going as the last egg shot into him. The stinging in his bladder was intense as a volume of fluid followed it, making it stretch outward to contain it all.

The next long stroke also brought a strong jet of fluid, and he moaned out, bucking weakly as he did start to get hard again despite the rapidly increasing pain in his bladder.

"Ugnnnnhhhh... Ugnnnnhhhh... Ugnnnnnnnhhhh... Ngnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhh..." It finally groaned as its belly contracted the last few times, tensing greatly on the final one and holding itself like that as it dumped the last of its maternal ejaculate into him.

The strokes that were painfully filling his bladder with fluids terminated in one final, long, hard jet that seemed almost as if it were urinating its sexual fluids into him, before finally tapering off. He managed another ejaculation during that, making his penis feel very sore when it faded.

His attention focused on the stinging pressure in his bladder now, and though it sat atop him, panting, he gasped "C-can... you pull out now?"

It sighed in great satisfaction and looked down at him. "I'm afraid not... At least... completely..." it said, understanding. Then he felt its ovipositor begin to tug and pull out of his urethra. He could feel some of its eggs get pushed aside, pressing into his stretched walls as the fat tip was pulled against his sphincter.

He pushed, already wanting to urinate as hard as he could, trying to help push the thick bulb out. It was then that the barbs rimming and flanking its glans became very apparent, as they dug in, pricking and tickling his sphincter, shocking him with the sudden sensations.

It continued to pull, and the glans soon popped out of his bladder, and then his prostatic urethra. The leftover semen from his two consecutive orgasms allowed it to be pulled smoothly out of his urethra. The barbs again made themselves known as it tugged at his glans sphincter, but having gone soft now, it popped free with but a moaning cry of sharp pain.

Some fluid was pushed out of his bladder along with it, shooting a squirt back into its slit. It felt thick however, not like urine. But one of the eggs lodged itself in his bladder entrance, and when he pushed, he only futilely tried to push the large orb out.

Feeling only a squirt of fluid shoot inside it, it looked down at him and asked "Are you pushing?" as it slid off his penis, resting back but keeping its phallus embedded in his anus.

He nodded, "Yea... I think it's stuck."

It took a breath and said "Well that's not good..." and looked out toward the bathroom. "I thought this might happen, don't worry, you'll be fine... I brought a catheter, and some other things you'll need, but... they're on the table... It might take several minutes for my knot to soften enough for removal."

He sighed now, beginning to shake his legs, and jiggle in its grasp. "I-I don't think it's safe to wait even that long... w-with how much you... filled me... A-ah, it hurts..."

It then leaned down and began to pick him up, sliding its large hands and arms under him. "I'll have to carry you." it said, but it smiled down at him.

He smiled too, thinking the same thing it seemed. "Yea... H-how sweet of you."

Getting a firm hold on his back, and him reaching up to grab onto its arms, it hoisted him up, its phallus bobbing and shifting inside him, making him gasp. It leaned his shoulder against the wall as it peeled the sheet back, and then stepped out of the shower area.

They were damp, but no longer wet, and it carried him under it, hunched forward like some theropod. Rounding the corner, it looked over the table, holding him tight to its belly with its other arm. Thankfully he wasn't that heavy, and it could carry him with ease.

It grabbed something from the table, and then backed up into the bathroom, turning to go back over to the shower area. It sat down, then laid more on its side with him nestled over its pelvis.

It pulled up the plastic-wrapped bundle it had taken, and he watched as it peeled the top strip off and dumped the coiled tube in the other hand. He reached for it and then realized that, for a catheter, it was rather thick.

Looking at it he asked "This... is a catheter intended for your species, isn't it?"

It blushed in embarrassment and said "Yes, I just now realized that while opening it... But, you took my... ovipositor e-easily enough..." It reached over, propping itself up against the wall as it took the catheter and uncoiled it. "This shouldn't be a problem for you... After all, I do know what you've managed to fit down there."

He wasn't even embarrassed, just nodding at the fact. It took the insertable end, thankfully capped with a soft, lubricated tip, and he winced as it pushed it in to its full girth.

It was definitely over a centimeter in diameter, but it fit. His alien lover pushed it in slowly, but his need to void his bladder made it hard to relax his urethra. And the pressure its knot and phallus put on his bladder form the inside also wasn't helping.

When it got it in deep enough, he pushed strongly, allowing it to slip past his sphincters with little resistance or complication, though he did feel the girth of it stretch him. But soon it breached his bladder sphincter and the tube jiggled as it filled with fluid.

The other end was attached to a bag apparently, vacuum sealed to it. He watched, taking deep breaths as a thick-looking, opaque, milky-brown fluid surged down the tube, squirting into the bag. It only lasted for a few seconds before the fluid began to turn clear, with strands and clumps of the brown stuff in it.

Judging by how fast the brown splotches were moving through it, it didn't appear that the fluid was moving down the tube as fast as it would if it were just water or urine, leading him to think it must be somewhat viscous. The clear portion soon became slightly yellow tinted, and seemed to move out of him a bit faster.

The pressure in his bladder finally felt like it was letting up, and he could almost feel his bladder contract back down to its usual volume.

Finally, the tube jerked, the flow abruptly stopping. It set the bag down, now obscenely inflated, and began to gently pull the tube out of him.

He looked at the bag, seeing it was nearly half a gallon of thick, muddy-looking fluid. He exhaled lustily and rubbed at his lower belly, thinking about how all of that was in him.

It noticed though and shifted, reaching down to hold him by his arms. "You like my maternal fluids?" it asked in a teasing tone.

He looked up at it and asked "Why is it... brown? It looks thick too..."

It giggled and said "Compounds needed for the development of our eggs... I'm not a molecular biologist, so I don't know what those compounds are... but, well it's similar to what makes your semen white I suppose."

He just nodded. It took the other end and coiled it up, holding it up as it grabbed the bag and handed it to him. "As for how thick it is, why don't you feel for yourself?"

He took the bag, holding it by the top where the catheter drained into it, and gave the bulging bottom a slight squeeze. It did feel thick, almost as if it were full of mucus or... semen.

The brown stuff had congealed into slimy strings and strands, and there was a lighter brown mist that seemed to easily stir up in the maternal broth. He set it down and it handed him to the other end of the tube.

"I think you should drain it." it glanced over at the grated drain in the center of the shower.

He tilted the bag upside down and set the end of the catheter near the drain and watched as it all flowed down the tube again, and out the end.

Seeing it squirt out the tube showed how thick it was as well. While still runny, the brown slime formed strands along the floor and grate that were reluctant to wash away. The lighter substance was so thoroughly mixed with the fluid that it washed away with it.

Once emptied, as best as it could be, it took the catheter package, bundled it up, stuffed it back into the bag it had come in, and tossed it out of the shower, onto the bathroom floor. Then it took hold of him again and started to roll over. He complied, and leaned down on his side, and then on his back as he felt its large phallus shift around inside him.

It positioned itself over him again and took hold of his hips, giving an experimental tug, making him grunt. "I think I can remove my penis from you now."

He grunted at the revelation. "So it was your male part all along... Well, I still got penetrated by an ovipositor..."

It chuckled again, "And to you, the best kind of ovipositor... Still think I should have placed my interest in someone else?" It tugged again before he could answer, making him grunt and groan as it began to pull.

Despite groaning out in pain again, the knot had shrunk and softened from what it was when it forced it in him. The barbs still pinched him some on their way out, but it popped out of him much more easily than when it had... knot fucked him with it earlier.

Carefully, it slowly pulled its bulbous ridges out, twisting some to slide its tip and upper shaft from his colon. He winced and pushed again, groaning as the ridges slid out. Then it tugged, pulling a few inches out before simply sliding its entire length from his ass. Because it was in his colon, only a trickle of what it pumped in oozed out.

He laid there panting for a while as it stood up and looked over its penis. "S-something wrong?" he breathed, and reached back to feel his anus. It was raw, very puffy and inflamed, and was gaping wide open too. He could fit two fingers in there without them pressing against the sides of his ring much.

"N-no, thankfully... I was checking for blood... in case I... you know, injured you. You're fine though." It looked down at him as he looked up at it. It smiled and said "Well, maybe not; you will most likely be sore for days." He just nodded and started to sit up.

It had turned the water back on, and cleaned its penis off, helping wash him as well. It took a while, but eventually his bowels finally dumped its semen into his rectum, and he couldn't stop leaking. Though its maternal fluid was brown, it seemed its semen was off-white, yellow tinted.

"So... how exactly do you reproduce though? As... hot as I find a urethral ovipositor, it just doesn't make sense biologically." he asked as it rubbed and massaged his sore, aching body under the hot water.

"Well, I sort of mentioned before when we were... preoccupied... but a pair would take turns, one would penetrate the other with its penis, fertilize the ovum, and then use its ovipositor to penetrate their penis and deposit the eggs and maternal fluids into the other's uterus. Then they switch and the other takes its turn."

"Yea but, why not just have the fertilized ova migrate into the uterus? Seems like the whole process is needlessly complicated."

It smirked as it made him twitch by brushing his scrotum. "Shows you what you know of biology... You know we were baffled in similar way when we started studying yours."

"Fair point."

After they cleaned up, he felt tired, drained, sore, and he still could feel the lumps of the eggs in his bladder. "So, how am I going to get these out then?" he asked as he dried off with a large towel. He was grateful of their large size for that.

"You won't." it answered, and then stepped around the corner, snatching something else off the table. "You'll take this, it'll break down the eggs, turning them into liquid that you should be able to urinate out."

It handed it to him and he looked at it, asking "I should be able to?"

It shrugged, "They told me it would work with your biochemistry, so unless you want to carry my eggs around in you forever, and use a catheter to urinate, you should at least try it."

It made a good point, still, he was worried it wouldn't work. "Alright, so... How do I take it?"

"With water." it answered.

They dried off, and he drank the medicine, gawking in bemusement when it revealed it was essentially a modified formula for this species equivalent of a morning after pill. But he was too tired to complain, and he laid down on the same bed he slept on before.

Watching him pull the sheet over him, it smirked again and went over to the other bed, folding the sheet up and tucking it into the corner, taking the pillows, and patting a panel on the wall beside it, causing it to lift up and retract back into the wall. He rolled over, hearing the slight hum and whir, to see what it was doing.

It tossed the pillow beside him, above his head, and crawled onto the bed beside him, lifting the sheet up and over itself. "The next two days I am free. To get 'accustomed' to you... We have plenty of time to get to know one another." it said softly as it reached over him, pulling him into a cuddle.

He allowed it to do so, rolling into it and resting his head against its chest as it arched its neck down, placing its chin against his head. Soon exhaustion and lack of sleep from last night claimed him. It cuddled him for a while after, gently stroking him along his belly, thigh, and well-abused ass. Then, it too fell into a nap, taking in his fresh scent as it dozed off with him cuddled so close.