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Dusk, of Twisted Desire~
- Joined
- Mar 24, 2025
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𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖜 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝖆 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖆 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖎𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙𝖘. 𝕬𝖓𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖒𝖎𝖝𝖊𝖉, 𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖉, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖘𝖔. 𝕬𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘, 𝖎𝖋 𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖊𝖞𝖊, 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖚𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘.
As always, new plots will be added over time, so stay tuned. And if you would like to change/add to any of these scenes, feel free to propose those changes when messaging me~
Aliens, Femdom, Bondage, Abuse, Body/Ass Worship, Hypnosis/Mind Control. Drugs, Body Modification, Dub Con, Chastity, Raceplay (in that humans are inferior to the alien species), Choking, Slapping, Spanking, Anal, A2M, Face Sitting, Bimbofication, Hive Minds, Orgasm Control/Denial.
Toilet Stuff, Vomit, Extreme Gore, Vore, Extreme Bodily Harm/Disfigurement, Body Hair/Sweat, Earth Animals, Furry Involvement, CBT, Ageplay.
"tђє รย๒ןєςt รtคภ๔ร คt ๏ภє ק๏เภt єเﻮђt-รєשєภ єคгtђ ๓єtєгร tคll... ๒г๏ฬภ ђคเг, รlเﻮђtlא ฬคשא คภ๔ ๓є๔เย๓ lєภﻮtђ, ๔๏ฬภ t๏ ค๒๏ยt tђє єคг. รย๒ןєςt ђคร ђคzєl-ﻮгєєภ єאєร, lคςкlยรtєг ๓ยรςlє קєгςєภtคﻮє, Ŧคเг ς๏l๏гє๔ รкเภ, ค Ŧยll ๓๏ยtђ ๏Ŧ tєєtђ, คภ๔ คภ єץtєгเ๏г ๒๏๔เlא คקקєภ๔คﻮє tђคt ๓єครยгєร รєשєภ ק๏เภt єเﻮђt-Ŧเשє ςєภtเ๓єtєгร เภ lєภﻮtђ คt ค Ŧlคςςเ๔ รtคtє..." The alien being states in its native tongue, speaking into a receiver of sorts that automatically inputs the information into an advanced formula off on a computer-like screen floating beside the alien. The human is unconscious and naked, suspended against a vertical metal table, held in place by some controlled form of gravity as they are studied and examined. The alien itself has distinctly feminine features, curves to its body as a human female would, but it truly is more alien than anything else.
"ค๔๔เtเ๏ภคl tєรtเภﻮ ๏Ŧ tђє รย๒ןєςt ฬเll ๒єﻮเภ ๏ภςє tђє รย๒ןєςt คฬคкєภร Ŧг๏๓ เtร รєשєภtא ๓เllเﻮгค๓ ๔๏รє ๏Ŧ รє๔คtเשє, คร tђє เภเtเคl ๒๏๔เlא รςคภ คภ๔ קђאรเςคl tєรtเภﻮ ๔๏єร ภ๏t Ŧ๏г๓ ค ς๏ภςгєtє ς๏ภςlยรเ๏ภ ๏ภ ฬђєtђєг tђє รย๒ןєςt เร ς๏๓קคtเ๒lє ๏г ภ๏t." And with that, the alien turns and exits the room where the unconscious human is kept, and just as the being leaves, the human starts to come to... And gets just a tiny view of their alien form before they are gone, and the human is now alone...
"Wh... What the fuck..." The human groans out, their voice as weak as their body right now, on top of being heavily disoriented from both the sedative and the traction beam that brought them onto the ship. It does not take long for the human to notice the room around them, and how literally alien all of it is to them. It all looks vaguely similar to human tech, but the letters and symbols on the screen are unlike anything he had seen before. The fact that he is naked and unable to move does cause him to panic, understandably so of course. He flails about for several minutes, trying with everything he has to even lift his hand up off of the metal platform, but to no avail. Frustrated now, he closes his eyes and tries with everything he has to remember... Thinking... Thinking... He vaguely remembers driving alone on a long, winding road late at night. He was driving away from something... No, he was driving home, after spending the weekend upstate, visiting family. It was late at night, quite dark outside... One second it was dark, and the next... everything was PURPLE around him. He could not even see the steering wheel in front of him... Could not see... Could not think... Could not drive... And then, he blacked out.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" He blurted out, his voice echoing slightly. He hadn't even planned to yell, but now he felt like a caged animal who yearned to be free. "Hello!? Anyone please, help me! Where the fuck am I? Get me out of this fucking thing!" He screamed in reference to whatever was holding him in place on the metal table. He tried to flail and force his limbs free once more, but he tired himself out even faster than he had a few minutes prior. His anger was rapidly increasing... He felt trapped, he was scared and confused, and felt like burying his fist into the face of whoever was keeping him like this.
But then, the door to the room containing him had suddenly opened, and he felt his body turn stone cold. He saw Them enter the room, with their eyes on him curiously. Two tall, feminine aliens... Unlike anything he or Hollywood had ever imagined...
"รย๒ןєςt เร ภ๏ฬ คฬคкє. รย๒ןєςt คקקєคгร คﻮเtคtє๔, ς๏ภŦยรє๔, คภ๔ เร รђ๏ฬเภﻮ ђєเﻮђtєภє๔ lєשєlร ๏Ŧ คﻮﻮгєรรเ๏ภ." One alien speaks, as the other nods in agreement, and the human has no clue what the aliens are discussing. This lack of knowledge only makes him more angry, and despite his exhaustion, he flails his body more and more, though the aliens seem less than impressed. "รย๒ןєςt ๔๏єร ภ๏t คקקєคг t๏ ђคשє คภא ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔เภﻮ ๏Ŧ ๏ยг lคภﻮยคﻮє. t๏ ๒є ςєгtคเภ, เŦ รย๒ןєςt เร ค๒lє t๏ ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ ยร คร ฬє รקєคк, קlєครє รคא ร๏." And yet again, he just screams in their direction and attempts to flail his body free. Both aliens show no worry or fear, as they already know that the human will not be able to free themself due to their bone density and muscle structure.
"เt เร ς๏ภŦเг๓є๔ tђคt tђє รย๒ןєςt ๔๏єร ภ๏t ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ ๏ยг lคภﻮยคﻮє. รย๒ןєςt ฬเll ๒є ค๔๓เภเรtєгє๔ tђє รยยς๏гєคl קг๏tєเภ ภ๏ฬ, ฬђเςђ รђ๏ยl๔ ﻮเשє tђє๓ tђє ค๒เlเtא t๏ ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ คภ๔ รקєคк ๏ยг lคภﻮยคﻮє Ŧlยєภtlא." Next, one of the aliens wanders away, but returns in seconds with a strange yellow device, similar to a staple gun almost, but smaller and with a strange nozzle on the end. That alien approaches and places the nozzle of the device to the humans skull, right on the right temple to be specific, and with the click of a button, a tiny prick is felt in the humans skull as a thin needle pierces through and implants the suucoreal protein into the humans brain. As the alien then steps back to observe, the human flails about and squeals for several seconds, as a burning sensation is temporarily felt in his mind. It quickly fades, which he is relieved to know, and now the aliens communicate once more.
"รย๒ןєςt, เŦ א๏ย ςคภ ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ ยร คร ฬє รקєคк ภ๏ฬ, קlєครє ภ๏๔ א๏ยг ђєค๔ ยק คภ๔ ๔๏ฬภ ๏ภςє."
"ค๔๔เtเ๏ภคl tєรtเภﻮ ๏Ŧ tђє รย๒ןєςt ฬเll ๒єﻮเภ ๏ภςє tђє รย๒ןєςt คฬคкєภร Ŧг๏๓ เtร รєשєภtא ๓เllเﻮгค๓ ๔๏รє ๏Ŧ รє๔คtเשє, คร tђє เภเtเคl ๒๏๔เlא รςคภ คภ๔ קђאรเςคl tєรtเภﻮ ๔๏єร ภ๏t Ŧ๏г๓ ค ς๏ภςгєtє ς๏ภςlยรเ๏ภ ๏ภ ฬђєtђєг tђє รย๒ןєςt เร ς๏๓קคtเ๒lє ๏г ภ๏t." And with that, the alien turns and exits the room where the unconscious human is kept, and just as the being leaves, the human starts to come to... And gets just a tiny view of their alien form before they are gone, and the human is now alone...
"Wh... What the fuck..." The human groans out, their voice as weak as their body right now, on top of being heavily disoriented from both the sedative and the traction beam that brought them onto the ship. It does not take long for the human to notice the room around them, and how literally alien all of it is to them. It all looks vaguely similar to human tech, but the letters and symbols on the screen are unlike anything he had seen before. The fact that he is naked and unable to move does cause him to panic, understandably so of course. He flails about for several minutes, trying with everything he has to even lift his hand up off of the metal platform, but to no avail. Frustrated now, he closes his eyes and tries with everything he has to remember... Thinking... Thinking... He vaguely remembers driving alone on a long, winding road late at night. He was driving away from something... No, he was driving home, after spending the weekend upstate, visiting family. It was late at night, quite dark outside... One second it was dark, and the next... everything was PURPLE around him. He could not even see the steering wheel in front of him... Could not see... Could not think... Could not drive... And then, he blacked out.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" He blurted out, his voice echoing slightly. He hadn't even planned to yell, but now he felt like a caged animal who yearned to be free. "Hello!? Anyone please, help me! Where the fuck am I? Get me out of this fucking thing!" He screamed in reference to whatever was holding him in place on the metal table. He tried to flail and force his limbs free once more, but he tired himself out even faster than he had a few minutes prior. His anger was rapidly increasing... He felt trapped, he was scared and confused, and felt like burying his fist into the face of whoever was keeping him like this.
But then, the door to the room containing him had suddenly opened, and he felt his body turn stone cold. He saw Them enter the room, with their eyes on him curiously. Two tall, feminine aliens... Unlike anything he or Hollywood had ever imagined...
"รย๒ןєςt เร ภ๏ฬ คฬคкє. รย๒ןєςt คקקєคгร คﻮเtคtє๔, ς๏ภŦยรє๔, คภ๔ เร รђ๏ฬเภﻮ ђєเﻮђtєภє๔ lєשєlร ๏Ŧ คﻮﻮгєรรเ๏ภ." One alien speaks, as the other nods in agreement, and the human has no clue what the aliens are discussing. This lack of knowledge only makes him more angry, and despite his exhaustion, he flails his body more and more, though the aliens seem less than impressed. "รย๒ןєςt ๔๏єร ภ๏t คקקєคг t๏ ђคשє คภא ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔เภﻮ ๏Ŧ ๏ยг lคภﻮยคﻮє. t๏ ๒є ςєгtคเภ, เŦ รย๒ןєςt เร ค๒lє t๏ ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ ยร คร ฬє รקєคк, קlєครє รคא ร๏." And yet again, he just screams in their direction and attempts to flail his body free. Both aliens show no worry or fear, as they already know that the human will not be able to free themself due to their bone density and muscle structure.
"เt เร ς๏ภŦเг๓є๔ tђคt tђє รย๒ןєςt ๔๏єร ภ๏t ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ ๏ยг lคภﻮยคﻮє. รย๒ןєςt ฬเll ๒є ค๔๓เภเรtєгє๔ tђє รยยς๏гєคl קг๏tєเภ ภ๏ฬ, ฬђเςђ รђ๏ยl๔ ﻮเשє tђє๓ tђє ค๒เlเtא t๏ ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ คภ๔ รקєคк ๏ยг lคภﻮยคﻮє Ŧlยєภtlא." Next, one of the aliens wanders away, but returns in seconds with a strange yellow device, similar to a staple gun almost, but smaller and with a strange nozzle on the end. That alien approaches and places the nozzle of the device to the humans skull, right on the right temple to be specific, and with the click of a button, a tiny prick is felt in the humans skull as a thin needle pierces through and implants the suucoreal protein into the humans brain. As the alien then steps back to observe, the human flails about and squeals for several seconds, as a burning sensation is temporarily felt in his mind. It quickly fades, which he is relieved to know, and now the aliens communicate once more.
"รย๒ןєςt, เŦ א๏ย ςคภ ยภ๔єгรtคภ๔ ยร คร ฬє รקєคк ภ๏ฬ, קlєครє ภ๏๔ א๏ยг ђєค๔ ยק คภ๔ ๔๏ฬภ ๏ภςє."
Supergirl, one of Earth's strongest and mightiest, was the first to fall. Having received a distress signal back at the Hall of Justice at a time when the others were off dealing with the aftermath of an attack by six versions of The Joker from other dimensions. Rather than bothering any of them, Supergirl believed that she could handle whatever issue this was, and flew off through the depths of space at a speed surpassing light, eventually arriving on an enormous planet in the Corbin-49 system. The planet was being torn apart by a strange woman, someone who Supergirl did not recognize. She had a typical humanoid woman's body, with hellacious wings like a gargoyle ejecting out of her back, arms that could extend outward like they were elastic, sharp claws ejecting out of her fingers on a whim, and dark purple skin with glowing purple eyes. As Supergirl arrived, the mysterious woman had her arms extended for hundreds of meters, wrapped around the throats of hundreds of the planets' native species, snapping all of their necks one by one. When Supergirl came into view, the woman looked intrigued, and quickly snapped the rest of the necks before turning her attention to the visitor. The battle between these two was violent and bloody, with the hellacious woman slaughtering hundreds even as she battled with Supergirl. In the end, Supergirl was victorious over the twisted woman, but she had one last trick up her sleeve. Downed on the battlefield, she suddenly opens her mouth wide and lets out a loud, almost ear splitting screech that sounds and feels like it's carring endlessly. The screech lasts for almost a full minute, and does slightly disorientate the tired Supergirl, but she is fine once it ends. After several seconds of an almost "calm before the storm" level of silence, an enormous crack of purple lightning strikes the ground between the twisted woman and Supergirl, and standing there when it dissipates, a tall, brooding being stands facing Supergirl. Muscular and dense beyond even the appearance of Thanos, over 9 feet tall with purple skin darker than the winged woman's skin, snow white hair flowing back and down to the middle of his spine, and wielding a massive sword and shield that look to be made out of spinal bones from unknown creatures. He is Purafis, the Ethereal God, and the purple woman is Talia, the Ethereal Ones' Pawn. Supergirl felt a shift in the air... His presence... His aura... He was immensely powerful, and even she was a bit worried if she fared well in battle right now after taking down Talia, but the last thing she wanted was to lead this being back to Earth...
And so, she put forth a valiant effort in trying to take down Purafis, but ultimately, she was no match. Truthfully, she wouldn't have stood a chance against him at full strength even, he was just THAT powerful. With Supergirl defeated at his feet, Purafis could claim his prize... He reached down and clamped his hand around her throat, lifting her body off the ground with ease, and raising her up for her eyes to meet his. He had the most arrogant, cocky smirk across his lips... As did Talia, who was shockingly at his side, reaching down his pants and clearly stroking his cock. Purafis then opened his mouth, and pulled out a small glowing purple rock, oval in shape. And then, he forced it down the throat of Supergirl. Her body immediately began to shiver and spasm as he dropped her to the ground, and they stood and watched as her transformation began. Her flesh was rapidly beginning to show glowing purple streaks in her veins, all across her body, and the purple hue was rapidly spreading across her body. A pure white flame cascaded across her suit, melting the red and blue into black and white, and burning the red Super logo on her chest into a glowing purple version of the logo. Her breasts expanded within the newly forming suit, as did her hips widen and her glutes expanding. Supergirl was screaming out in utter agony, but as the transformation continued on, the screams slowly began to warp into ecstasy fueled moans. Her skin turned a similar purple hue to that of Talia, and Supergirl grew claws on her hands... Razor sharp, almost shark-like teeth in her mouth, and her tongue twisted and stretched into that of a serpent. Her blonde hair was now much longer, down past her new juicy ass, and it was split down the middle, half black and half white, matching her new, dare I say sluttified uniform that showed a lot more flesh than before. When the transformation was complete, she was no longer Kara Zor-el, aka Supergirl... She had been reborn, renamed by Purafis as Rakana, of Ethereal Order. Rakana presented both yin and yang, good and evil, actions and reactions, polar opposites. She would return to Earth on her own as a message for the humans and heroes who reside there, presenting them with two options: surrender to the might of Purafis, The Ethereal God, the one true God of all realms and worlds... Or, they can attempt to fight, and end up squashed like bugs beneath his feet. Before heading off for her mission, to either warn or help Earth prepare for his arrival, she offered her body to her new God, and he happily accepted before sending her off on her way...
And so, she put forth a valiant effort in trying to take down Purafis, but ultimately, she was no match. Truthfully, she wouldn't have stood a chance against him at full strength even, he was just THAT powerful. With Supergirl defeated at his feet, Purafis could claim his prize... He reached down and clamped his hand around her throat, lifting her body off the ground with ease, and raising her up for her eyes to meet his. He had the most arrogant, cocky smirk across his lips... As did Talia, who was shockingly at his side, reaching down his pants and clearly stroking his cock. Purafis then opened his mouth, and pulled out a small glowing purple rock, oval in shape. And then, he forced it down the throat of Supergirl. Her body immediately began to shiver and spasm as he dropped her to the ground, and they stood and watched as her transformation began. Her flesh was rapidly beginning to show glowing purple streaks in her veins, all across her body, and the purple hue was rapidly spreading across her body. A pure white flame cascaded across her suit, melting the red and blue into black and white, and burning the red Super logo on her chest into a glowing purple version of the logo. Her breasts expanded within the newly forming suit, as did her hips widen and her glutes expanding. Supergirl was screaming out in utter agony, but as the transformation continued on, the screams slowly began to warp into ecstasy fueled moans. Her skin turned a similar purple hue to that of Talia, and Supergirl grew claws on her hands... Razor sharp, almost shark-like teeth in her mouth, and her tongue twisted and stretched into that of a serpent. Her blonde hair was now much longer, down past her new juicy ass, and it was split down the middle, half black and half white, matching her new, dare I say sluttified uniform that showed a lot more flesh than before. When the transformation was complete, she was no longer Kara Zor-el, aka Supergirl... She had been reborn, renamed by Purafis as Rakana, of Ethereal Order. Rakana presented both yin and yang, good and evil, actions and reactions, polar opposites. She would return to Earth on her own as a message for the humans and heroes who reside there, presenting them with two options: surrender to the might of Purafis, The Ethereal God, the one true God of all realms and worlds... Or, they can attempt to fight, and end up squashed like bugs beneath his feet. Before heading off for her mission, to either warn or help Earth prepare for his arrival, she offered her body to her new God, and he happily accepted before sending her off on her way...
Raven of the Titans was on a mission to explore a meteor deep in space that was hurtling towards Earth. A rather simple mission on paper, thus why she was flying solo for this mission. The meteor was roughly the size of Earth's moon, and would likely result in the end of all non-super life, so it needed to be dealt with before it got too close and the debris of it being destroyed was another issue Earth was to face. It was well within the scope of what Raven could handle, but she wished to explore this meteor a little before destroying it. This was the first time she encountered a meteor with a fully fledged volcano on it, albeit a dormant one with very little lava leftover. She decided to hop in and check for perhaps any valuables or relics, but instead she ended up encountering a strange new organism... It was a starfish, almost entirely black, with a strange bulge on top of it. Thinking nothing of it, she used her powers to pick it up and hover it in front of her. Once it was close however, the bulge opened, revealing one large, glowing purple eye that just stared back at Raven, before the alien starfish somehow managed to escape the grip of her powers and latch itself onto her face. It quickly worked to take control... Two of its arms slithering into her skull through her ears, connecting themselves to the brain, while one arm extended and coiled around her throat, and the final 2 arms wrapped around the back of her skull and slowly began to fuse together. To her credit, Raven thrashed and did everything she could think of to try and free herself, but the arm around her throat was slowly suffocating her, to weaken her further, and increase its hold over her. She slowly lost the battle with this starfish, crumbling to the ground in a heap, laying there as it carefully took complete control over her mind and body. After just a few minutes, she stood up again... but she was no longer Raven. She was Starro, one of many Starro. Her mind was connected and linked to a hive mind of every Starro that existed. Starro existed to invade and assimilate, by any means necessary. Starro now knew where it must go, it needed to return to Earth. Before doing so, Starro allowed for additional Starro to latch onto its body, its breasts and between its legs, before Starro destroyed the meteor and began the journey to Earth...
Every 10 years, the planets within the Intergalactic Protection Coalition must provide one female for appraisal and competition in a massive tournament-style competition. This is all to earn the favor of the IPC's king, Argonar, the Unfathomable Being. Argonar ages at roughly 1/50th the speed of humans. He has been alive for over 800 years now, but he barely looks 40 in his physical form. A long flowing mane of ghostly white hair flows down to the pec area, and his charcoal grey colored body is as muscular and hardened as one could ever imagine. Mortal swords and munitions quite literally bounce off of him, even a 20mm cannon round is of no match for the durability of his body. In theory, he alone could conquer any of his planets, but they have all surrendered to his massive army to avoid mass casualties, or being wiped out completely. And so, after extensive testing and training, you were the hand picked participant for this tournament, to compete against over 50 other alien women for the grandest prize imaginable: being claimed and accepted as one of the King's many beautiful wives, and a decade of prosperity and wealth for the people of Earth. The people of Earth have not won this tournament in the 80 years under the IPC, and they have grown tired of losing. They made sure you were well trained in all regards including combat, ridiculously curvy and beautiful, and well spoken and respectful enough to show unwavering loyalty and devotion to the king if you so happen to win. Although, the king may appreciate a little defiance or cockiness...
In March of 2202, a ship containing 13 scientists, 2 technicians, 4 crewmates, and the captain were sent on a deep space expedition to study a strange black mass located 2.3 million lightyears from the Milky Way Galaxy. At first researchers believed the mass to be some obtuse black hole, but they eventually noticed it was somehow moving and changing shape, perhaps an ancient/unknown element of some sort. And so, the team left March 13th, and for the first few weeks, everything seemed to be going according to plan. However, as they got closer to the source, the communication devices seemed to work less reliably, and eventually not work at all. Perhaps it was due to the distance, so initially the people back on Earth did not panic and carried on. The ship was scheduled to return on March 13th of the following year, but as that day came and went, there was no sign of the ship, nor any attempt at communication. 3 months go by... 6 months... 9 months... A full year with no contact or sightings at all, and they finally pull the plug and assume that something catastrophic happened, and that they all got off course and/or died. And so, the project was ultimately forgotten about, and for a few years they had moved on to other projects... But then, on March 13th, 2205, the ship suddenly popped up on the radar. They got eyes on it quickly and noticed that it looked... different. Much of the ship's exterior was now covered in a strange black substance, almost looking gooey in some places and crystalized in others. The panic felt around the room was widespread, and a plan was quickly crafted to stop the ship from coming back to earth. 4 smaller scale spaceships were sent out to intercept it, EMP it temporarily to halt the engines, and encase it in a massive force field barrier. That way, whoever or whatever was inside and outside of the ship could not yet come to earth. And once that was done, a recon team was sent up to explore and study the ship and see who or what returned...
It all happened so fast, during a camping trip with a few of your college friends during an extended weekend. You all decided to take your dad's camper and haul it out to a chill little campsite, roast some marshmallows, go on hikes, smoke a little weed, and just have an all around nice time. It was mid spring so it was warm during the day and just a little cold at night, but a hoodie was more than enough for the elements. The first day was mostly spent traveling and getting settled in, so night 2 is where the real fun of drinking, smoking, and roasting sausages over the fire. After chatting and laughing around the fire for another few hours, one by one you all resigned to sleep, but you soon ended up alone by the fire, just taking in the serene souls of the forest and crackling fire... And of course, making one extra s'more for yourself. It didn't take long for you to accidentally doze off in that old folding chair you brought, blissfully relaxed under the twinkling stars and calm crackling of the fire. From the depths of the forest however, something had been drawn in by the fire, and was coming to investigate. Its movements were sporadic and chaotic, dashing through the underbrush of the forest at a remarkable speed. It closed the gap between where it previously was and the smoke of the fire in just a couple of minutes, and there it was... A strange, pink blob of goo. A strange little thing, barely bigger in total mass than a softball. It moved slowly but jittery towards you, almost studying to see if you were alive, before suddenly springing onto you and becoming one with your body. You didn't even have the time to notice it, as by the time the fusion had woken you up, it was already done and unseen, making you think it was just a strange dream before heading off to bed. The final few days of the camping trip went by without an issue, and Monday evening you had all returned home and were unpacking in your respective places. Now alone, it was finally time for "it" to make its presence known, and it did so rather abruptly by forming a hot pink venom-like head attached to a thick pink strand, extending out of your ear, as you stood in front of your mirror.
As always, new plots will be added over time, so stay tuned. And if you would like to change/add to any of these scenes, feel free to propose those changes when messaging me~
