A Welcome Invasion

It was a cold, late winter morning in Sweet Home, Oregon. A fresh coating of rain blankets the pavement before most people start the day; the aromatic scent that lingered before more rainfall was the only thing keeping Seth Owens awake as he walked to his car. Everything except the barely touched energy drink in the cup holder.

This morning was rough for Seth, indicated by the radio blaring a talk station instead of whatever random music of the month would be playing if he had the energy to plug his phone into the car.

The radio sputtered to life with the voices of two talk show hosts who would talk about local news and gossip before moving on to embarrassing games and jokes.

"... well Rebecca, I for one don't much care to take the time to drive up to makeout point, let alone to view some falling rocks."

Seth was a little late this morning...

" Jim, its a meteor shower and it is romantic! You big oaf, its not like it happens every week!"

The two hosts bickering like a married couple was an everyday occurrence, though they never gave any indication whether they were together or not. Seth did not care one way or another, if they were, then it was just another couple to remind him of his loneliness.

With that thought, he let himself drift into his own mind and go blank as he drove 55 minutes to Salem for work.

Seth checked himself in the rear-view mirror, the image reflected at him was that of a young short tan man who was slightly thick with a pretty face, long brown hair, beard and eyes like little galaxies that were deep blue with hints of gold and green pigmentation. On the few instances he shaved his beard, he was jokingly referred to as the most beautiful woman on site.

Only one woman worked in the custodial department of the mega factory, and she was 75.

Downing the energy drink, Seth went to work. It was grimy, mind-numbing and quiet. Just as he liked it, he put some headphones on and blasted the day away.

Everything would be fine if it weren't for his boss, Eric Tompson or as he called him in his head, No Dick Ric. Almost every day at exactly 2pm two hours before Seth's clock-out hour, Eric would rear his head.

Today was no different...

Walking down a hallway, Seth was paying just enough attention to see the smug face of Eric as he passed him. Seth couldn't stop himself and flinched at him as he passed.

"Corporate says you aren't allowed headphones of any kind... it's a... a safety hazard...". His face twisted with sick satisfaction.

"No one really cares about it... You're the only..." Seth tried to get out before Eric cut him off.

" We can't have you being careless and breaking something, or worse, getting hurt..." he said with venomous sarcasm.

"I'll be confiscating those." He shouted as he reached out.

" No, you fucking won't! We have been through this before. We aren't in a school they are my property if you take them, again I swear!" Seth shouted back.

The tall, suited businessman stood straight and got ready to go off on him. Luckily, someone had heard the yelling and came around the other end of the hall, asking if anything was wrong. Eric, turning to answer, gave Seth just enough time to get away. For the next two hours, Seth sat in a secluded backroom he claimed as his rest area. Every custodian had one, it was used once you finished all your scheduled cleaning for the day. If you were quick, some could get up to three hours of relaxation. We all had a walkie-talkie on hand in case emergency cases came up.

Seth had little to fear from Eric barging in, even though he knew where his hiding spot was. Everyone enjoyed this luxury, even the higher-ups, so if one fell, all fell. No one wanted to risk their lazy time, so it was honored across the board. Unless, of course, the work wasn't done or done in a rush job.

Today Seth only got 20 minutes of uninterrupted time during his 10 hour shift.

Exhausted and on edge from Eric's interruptions, Seth left work, unsure if he would have the energy to enjoy his preferred after work activities.

Getting home at 6pm he had at most 4 hours to relax before he should go to bed for the following day. Leaving his work gear and clothes on the living room floor, he walked into his bathroom and fetched a clear box from under his sink.

It was filled with sex toys and products. Plugs, dildos of various shapes, lube, anal cleaning supplies, makeup, and women's clothing.

He looked at the makeup and huffed. The tank was near empty, like most recent nights. Grabbing a plug, a long slender vibrating dildo and lube, he stepped into the shower. Turning the water on to a hotter temperature, he tilted the showerhead away, cleaned out his colon, and then began enjoying one of his few pleasures.

With every thrust, he moaned some different kinky phrase, muffled by the spraying water.

" Fuck me harder, daddy!" The pain and tightness got better to manage as he moaned.

"Deeper!"

"Take me! Love me!" he said, taking his hard, average-sized cock into his hand. Lightly jerking it as he went.

So enraptured by his pleasures that he failed to notice his drain bubbling and a slick substance oozing out onto the floor of the shower.

Seth was close to reaching climax. He then busted out a finishing move.

" Get me pregnant!!!" he roared, shoving his yellow toy as deep as he could.

As he was about to be at the finish line, a black mass surged from the drain surrounding him knocking his toy out of his hand and to the floor. Pinning him in place the mass began to move...

As it encroached upon him the black mass began shifting colors before settling on a familiar yellow.

Seth struggled against the creature, he could feel it budge as he resisted. Unfortunately, it was too late, the thing had already used its weight to pin him against the shower wall.

He could feel tendrils move across his body and towards his holes. He went to scream, but just as noise escaped his throat, it was filled with a yellow tentacle! It fluctuated sensations going from smooth to have suction cups. The slime coating the appendage had to have some form of a numbing agent, as it didn't hurt or trigger a gag reflex.

It also tasted like cinnamon toothpaste.

Then Seth felt it tickle his already loose and lubed anal entrance. Needless to say, it went in with ease. Snaking its way deep inside. Seth could not help but moan.

Unexpectedly, the next sensation overwhelming his was that of his cock being engulfed. It was indescribable, yet he had little time to process that before the biggest shock to his system invaded his body.

Two tentacles plunged into his ear, and he heard a voice

~OBLIGED~ the voice was deep, concise and ethereal. It filled his very being and causes a deep shiver. That involuntary motion caused Seth to slide back and slip on the now coated floor. Falling backward, his ass landed on the flat top of the bath's edge.

As soon as ass hit the acrylic...

*POP!!!*

Out and onto the tub floor slid a mass of yellow tentacles and feelers about 2 feet in diameter. Seth was panting heavily, blushing and unable to say anything nor move. As he was mustering the energy to scream or grab the plunger, the thing moved.

" Fuck. FUck. FUCk. FUCK!" he yelled as he moved, but before he could make any significant movement, something interesting started to happen.

The thing reached out in a very picturesque, family movie kinda way. One of the tentacles slowly moved up towards him daintily and softly, perhaps? It split in two at the tip and moved up towards his head.

"Hey, hey stop right there!" He exclaimed reaching out, managing to stand and grab the plunger.

The thing recoiled. Stopped. Then moved forward again, slower than before. It then gestured towards his ears.

" Are... are you intelligent?" He managed to choke out shaking.

It clearly understood he was communicating but not understanding. Seth wondered if he was hearing things before. Seth then gestured towards his throat and mimicked talking. The thing shook its tentacles and gestured towards Seth's ears.

Clearly this creature was intelligent, but did it mean him harm, his mind was a blur of questions, fear and intrigue. He had an idea, a risky one, but at least it would see if this thing was a pure predator or genuinely trying to connect. He threw his plunger back behind him far enough that it wasn't an immediate threat, but close enough he could lunge for it.

The creature slowly continued forward.

He leaned in and let it enter his ears, the slimmy tentacles were weirdly nice, like a good wet ear swab. Then he heard its voice

~I mean you no harm, human. My kind can only interact with other species via neural connections. ~The voice was deep again, but now it was stagnant, Kurt and almost informal.

~what the fuck... ~Seth thought. He was going to say this thought out loud before being interrupted.

~There is no need. We can communicate via brain activity. Please cease making a audible disturbance.~It said or thought would be more accurate. Then it followed up with something that shot a hot wave of embarrassment up Seth from toes to ears.

~Shall we recommence insemination?~

" What?! No! I mean that was not meant for you..." he muttered in an embarrassed haze.

~You desire this outcome. Why do you hesitate?~

" For starters, you forced yourself on me! Second like I just met you and... and well, just what the FUCK is happening!?" he was saying what he thought out loud.

~Calm. This is an expected reaction. I took time looking for a human who would be more receptive to my presence. I heard you from the drain. Observing you for the last two days. You are ideal.~

Seth blushed at that and started incoherently stammering. Then he thought

~so that's why the shower seemed to drain slower~

It sat there waiting for an answer patiently. Seth then looked down and stared at the thing.

~That is correct. Seth. Excellent brain activity. Easy to read.~

Seth then began trying to talk like he just did thought only, but couldn't stop verbalizing his thoughts.

" This is so weird, man... What am I supposed to do? This is a hentai situation and it's literally sat right in front of me!"

~Media used for pleasure receptors. Interesting. Seth. I wish you to host my offspring. Thus aiding me and my kind. You will be rewarded for hosting me.~

" Fucking hell... this is hot but also like dangerous? I don't know. This could be a trap, or the offspring could kill me, and you could be lying about rewards!" He kept going on and on getting louder and louder.

~ Please cease uttering your thoughts. I will attempt to soothe your mind. I am known as (incoherent slurping noises) or Sunder. As is the closest facsimile.~

" OK, Sunder... I still don't know if I can trust you." He said and sat down.

~Seth. I hide nothing. My kind needs hosts for our children. They are harmless to hosts. We artificially evolved into semi symbiotic species. The rewards are derived from our biology. We can shift our bodies into a variety of shapes and consistencies for your pleasure. Our species does not age once mature. Using our genetic code we can synthesize a serum extending our anti aging properties to other species.~

Sunder was going on and on. They would have continued if it wasn't for Seth collapsing to the floor.

" Wait. wait. wait. Stop, let me... let me understand this. You are offering me immortality if I incubate your young?"

~ precisely.~

The total, unblinking, serious tone they took almost made Seth black out. For his own safety, he managed to stay awake, but with a wicked case of vertigo.

~fuck me...~

~that is the necessary first step.~

" no that's a saying!" Seth takes a deep breath before continuing.

~look Sunder, I.. I don't know. I want to believe you.~

~ You are an excellent specimen. Excited and willing to engage. I won't let you die.~

Seth cries and has a long pause before saying

" I am so lonely. Even if I die, who cares? Not that anyone would care."

~think not like that. Thoughts like that are unproductive. ~Sunder stops briefly to let Seth relax.

~Is that consent to move forward?~

"Fuck it! Yes, yes, it is." He yelled out.

~ Cease audible communication. Other audible expulsions will be unavoidable. ~ Sunder stated before dragging Seth back into the tub.

Like the last time, but much slower, tentacles began to invade every orifice not currently occupied.

~I can insert the eggs orally or anally. Which do you prefer?~

~ Anally! Anally! I choke easily and hate to swallow pills! ~ he thought while moaning and gargling out his response verbally.

~understood.~

The tentacle in his throat retreated out a fair bit but still teased his throat enough to be pleasurable.

The other tentacles plowed deep inside his anal cavity, shifting and undulating as they went. The tentacle around his cock massaged and cupped delicately before gradually getting more intense.

Seth could barely keep himself upright and began to falter.

~Relax, I shall steady your descent.~

Thus Seth collapsed into Sunder's tentacles, which held him up and massaged him all over. The liquid that now coated his body felt good with a slight numbing effect. His chest was fondled and teased.

Seth was getting close to finishing. The whole situation and stimuli, the past anal play and the potential danger.

~ God, I'm so close Sunder!~

The tentacles kept up their violation reaching deep inside Seth's ass. Again and again the feeling was better than anything he ever managed to achieve himself.

~ fuck me harder, Daddy!~

~I am not your progenitor,~ Sunder said coldly.

Though Seth did not seem to notice nor care as he looked down at his abdomen, he could see the tentacle moving inside clearly.

He began to leak

~ I'm going to cum!~

~ Then I shall prepare for insemination.~

With that, Seth could not hold himself back anymore. The danger, the sensation, his loneliness and everything else in his life built up to this moment in his head. Nothing else entered his mind. He was in bliss, and everything in his being was being poured into the next thought. His final thought. The only thought and phrase that would matter.

~ GET ME PREGNANT SUNDER!~♡

~ OBLIGED.~

With that eruptions only comparable to Pompey shot forth. Seth's body was covered in fluid, his cock pumped semen into the waiting maw of the split tentacle around his girth.

Most important of all other sensations was the tentacle in his rectum. It shot as deep into his bowels as feasible before unloading a hot, semi viscous liquid that started to stick to his inner walls. As the tentacle went limp and started to slide out, this liquid coated his innards as it went. Among the liquid, he could feel something else: small gelatinous balls that he could only compare to boba.

~EGGS~ his inner voice cooed.

The feeling was like nothing he thought he could comprehend.

Perfect bliss.

He then passed out. The last sight he saw that night was his now slightly bumpy belly held lovingly by a mass of yellow tentacles.