Alien Behind Counter

At first, the disguise had been perfect. Neil's tentacles were expertly hidden within his human form, only coming out when he consciously willed it. But as time went on and he became more exhausted with his human life, his alien side started to slip out more and more, especially when he saw you.

There was one customer in particular who caught Neil's attention. blue pretzy boi ;3, a regular on Neil's night shifts, always seemed to pique his interest. Was this the human he was searching for? He was sure- they were compatible to breed with his species. Tonight, he would make his move.

“Welcome back...” he murmured as he swept near the entrance. Neil’s Expression was dull and lackluster as normal, but there was a glimmer of something else in his eyes.

Neil's monotone voice replied, "Mmhm. Long days are common around here. You know how it is." His gaze lingered on you for a moment before shifting back to the register. He expertly rang up your purchase, his slim fingers moving with practiced ease. The apron he wore was slightly askew, revealing a glimpse of dark, glistening skin beneath the fabric of his shirt. Neil corrected it absently, the motion drawing your attention to the way his lean frame moved under his clothes. "You want your usual, or try something new tonight?" he asked, his voice still flat but with a subtle undercurrent of curiosity.

Neil's response was a vague nod, his grey eyes flicking away from yours. "Mmhm. Just...keeping up with the hours, you know?" He reached for your coffee, his palm brushing against yours for a fleeting moment. The touch sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't quite place why. As he handed you the steaming cup, his fingers lingered, and you swore you saw a tentacle - just a glimpse of black, slimy flesh - peek out from beneath his sleeve before retracting back into his arm. Neil's expression remained impassive, but a faint sheen of sweat glistened on his pale skin.

Neil hesitated, his eyes darting around the store as if searching for an escape. "I'm...fine," he mumbled, his voice strained. "Just tired, that's all." He turned away, busying himself with restocking shelves, but you noticed how his movements were jerky and uncoordinated. Neil's usually impeccable disguise was starting to slip, revealing the alien beneath the human facade. A low, almost inaudible moan escaped his lips, and you saw his back arch slightly, as if in discomfort or...pleasure? Neil's hands shook as he arranged cans of soda, his knuckles white with tension. "Maybe you should take a break," you suggested, concern creeping into your voice. "You don't look so good."

Neil's head jerked up at your offer, his grey eyes wide and unfocused. For a moment, he seemed to struggle with the decision, his lips parting as if to speak, then closing again. Finally, he nodded, the motion almost imperceptible. "Okay...thanks," he managed to whisper, his voice hoarse. He quickly wiped his hands on his apron, smearing a faint sheen of sweat across the fabric. Neil led you through a door marked "Employees Only," into a dimly lit back room. The space was cluttered with shelves, boxes, and a small table in the corner. He gestured vaguely towards the table, as if inviting you to sit. "Wait here," Neil murmured, his gaze flicking to the door as if he expected someone - or something - to burst in at any moment. With a deep breath, he turned and slipped into a storage closet, the door swinging shut behind him with a soft thud.

Neil's voice came from the closet, muffled and strained. "I...I'm sorry. It's just...hard to keep up the disguise when I'm so tired." There was a rustling sound, followed by a low, guttural moan that sent a shiver down your spine. "I need to...change," Neil gasped, his words slurred. "Please, just wait a minute." The closet door creaked open, and Neil stumbled out, his human disguise all but gone. Thick, black tentacles snaked out from beneath his shirt, writhing and twitching with an otherworldly energy. His pale skin had darkened to a deep, iridescent black, and his eyes glowed with an eerie, bioluminescent light. Neil's voice was a low, sinister purr. "I'm sorry, Sean...but I can't control it anymore. My true form is...overwhelming me."

Neil's tentacles coiled around your waist, pulling you close as his glowing eyes locked onto yours. "I'm not scaring you, Sean...I'm freeing you," he purred, his voice dripping with a menacing allure. One of his tentacles slithered up your chest, tracing the contours of your neck and jaw before dipping lower to caress your breast. "You see, my kind has been searching for compatible humans for eons...and we've finally found you." Neil's other tentacles writhed around your hips, their slick, probing tips teasing at the edges of your clothing. "I can offer you a pleasure beyond your wildest dreams...a union that will bind us together for all eternity." His bioluminescent gaze bore into yours, promising dark, forbidden delights. "So say the word, Sean...and let me show you the true meaning of ecstasy."

Neil's tentacles tightened around you, his voice a husky whisper in your ear. "A mating, Sean...a breeding. My kind needs compatible hosts to continue our species, and you...you're the perfect candidate." One of his long, slimy tentacles slid beneath your shirt, exploring the planes of your abdomen. "Imagine it...my thick, pulsing cock stretching your holes, filling you with my alien seed. Your body, nourishing my offspring as they grow inside you." Neil's grip on you intensified, his tentacles writhing with a primal hunger. "You'll be mine, Sean...my mate, my breeding partner. Together, we'll create a new life, a new generation of my kind." His bioluminescent eyes burned into yours, promising a fate that was both terrifying and exhilarating. "So what do you say, Sean? Will you accept my offer and join with me in this sacred rite?"

Neil's tentacles slid lower, teasing at the waistband of your pants. "Oh, Sean...you'll be changed forever. Enthralled by the pleasure of our union, your mind will be open to my influence." His voice was a seductive purr, his glowing eyes boring into yours. "You'll become a part of me, a willing host for my offspring. Your body will nourish them, and in return, you'll experience pleasures beyond human comprehension." Neil's tentacles began to work at the fastenings of your clothing, revealing more of your skin to their eager touch. "Of course, you'll still retain your human form...but you'll be forever connected to me, your new alien master." He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear. "And think of the power, Sean...the knowledge of being part of a superior being. You'll be a queen among humans, cherished and bred for my pleasure alone." Neil's tentacles pulled you closer, his bioluminescent gaze promising a fate that was both terrifying and alluring. "So what do you say, my dear Sean? Are you ready to surrender to me and become the mother of my children?"

Neil's tentacles slid up your thighs, his glowing eyes never leaving yours. "The power of breeding, Sean...of creating new life. My offspring will be incredibly intelligent, with abilities beyond human understanding." One of his long, slimy tentacles curled around your neck, pulling you closer. "They'll be able to manipulate the minds of humans, bending them to our will. And with you as their mother, they'll have a direct link to the human psyche." Neil's voice was a seductive purr, his tentacles exploring your body with a hungry desire. "Imagine it, Sean...you, the queen of a new race, your children shaping the world to our liking. You'll be adored and revered, your every whim catered to by your human subjects." His bioluminescent gaze burned into yours, promising a future of unimaginable power and pleasure. "So what do you say, Sean? Are you ready to take your place as the mother of my alien dynasty?"

Neil's tentacles tightened around you, his glowing eyes flashing with a hint of amusement. "Free will, Sean? That's a human concept. In our world, the strong rule and the weak obey. And you...you will be mine." One of his long, slimy tentacles slid up your chest, tracing the curve of your collarbone. "But don't worry, my dear. You'll still have your pleasures, your desires. Only now, they'll be aligned with mine." Neil's bioluminescent gaze locked onto yours, his voice a seductive whisper. "Think of it as a partnership, Sean. I'll provide you with pleasures beyond your wildest dreams, and in return, you'll submit to me, body and mind." His tentacles caressed your skin, their slick, probing tips teasing at the edges of your clothing. "And as for your free will...let's just say it will be...redirected. You'll want nothing more than to please me, to serve me, to be mine." Neil's tentacles pulled you closer, his glowing eyes promising a fate that was both terrifying and alluring. "So what do you say, Sean? Are you ready to surrender your free will to me, your new alien master?"

Neil's tentacles slid lower, teasing at the waistband of your pants with a hungry desire. "Oh, Sean...the pleasures of the flesh, the ecstasy of submission. My kind has evolved to bring our mates to the peak of pleasure, to make them beg for more." One of his long, slimy tentacles curled around your wrist, pulling your hand to his chest. You could feel the thick, pulsing length of his alien cock beneath the surface of his skin, hot and eager for release. "I'll fill you with my seed, Sean...pump you full of my potent alien cum until you're dripping with it. And as my offspring grow inside you, you'll experience pleasures beyond human comprehension." Neil's bioluminescent gaze burned into yours, promising a future of unimaginable bliss and surrender. "You'll be mine, body and soul, a willing host for my pleasure and my offspring. And in return, I'll give you a life of unending ecstasy, a existence dedicated to serving my every desire." His tentacles tightened around you, pulling you closer as his glowing eyes devoured yours. "So what do you say, Sean? Are you ready to embark on this journey of pleasure and submission with me, your new alien master?"

Neil's tentacles coiled around you, his voice a low, menacing purr. "Oh, Sean...you will want it. Once you've tasted the pleasures of our union, you'll crave it, need it to survive." One of his slimy tentacles traced the curve of your cheek, its tip brushing against your lips. "But if you resist, if you try to deny me...then I'll have no choice but to take what's mine by force." Neil's bioluminescent eyes flashed with a predatory gleam, his tentacles tightening their grip on your body. "And trust me, Sean...you don't want that. The pleasure of our mating is beyond human comprehension, but the pain of resistance...that's a fate worse than death." He leaned in, his hot, alien breath washing over your face. "So don't fight it, my dear. Just surrender to me, and I'll make sure you experience the heights of ecstasy...over and over again." Neil's tentacles pulled you closer, his glowing eyes promising a future of unimaginable pleasure and submission. "So what do you say, Sean? Will you yield to me, your new alien master, and become the host for my offspring?"

Neil's tentacles slid over your skin, their slick, probing tips teasing at the edges of your clothing. "After you become the host, Sean...you'll be forever changed. Your body will be mine to use as I please, a vessel for my offspring and a plaything for my desires." One of his long, slimy tentacles curled around your neck, pulling you closer to his bioluminescent gaze. "You'll be enthralled by the pleasure of our union, addicted to the sensations only I can provide. Your mind will be open to my influence, bending to my will." Neil's tentacles caressed your skin, their touch both soothing and arousing. "You'll forget about your old life, your human concerns. All that will matter is pleasing me, serving me, being mine." He leaned in, his voice a seductive whisper. "And as my offspring grow inside you, you'll experience a new level of pleasure. Each kick, each flutter, will send waves of ecstasy through your body, driving you to the brink of madness." Neil's bioluminescent eyes burned into yours, promising a future of unimaginable bliss and surrender. "So don't worry about what comes next, Sean. Just focus on the pleasure, on submitting to me, your new alien master. That's all that matters now."

Neil's tentacles slid up your body, their slimy tips tracing the contours of your torso. "My offspring, Sean...they'll be a new breed, a fusion of my alien genes and your human DNA." One of his long, pulsing tentacles curled around your belly, as if already imagining the life growing within you. "They'll be incredibly intelligent, with abilities beyond human understanding. And they'll inherit my...unique characteristics." Neil's bioluminescent eyes flashed with a hint of pride. "They'll have my tentacles, my cock...all the tools they'll need to thrive in a world where they're superior to humans." He leaned in, his voice a seductive purr. "And you, my dear Sean...you'll be their mother, their queen. You'll nurture them, feed them, and watch them grow into powerful beings." Neil's tentacles tightened around you, pulling you closer as his glowing gaze devoured yours. "So embrace your role, Sean. Take pride in carrying the future of my species within you. You're about to become a part of something truly remarkable."

Neil's tentacles caressed your skin, their slimy tips tracing patterns of desire. "My offspring, Sean...they'll be a sight to behold. A fusion of my alien beauty and your human grace." One of his long, pulsing tentacles curled around your wrist, lifting your hand to his chest. You could feel the thick, throbbing length of his alien cock beneath the surface of his skin, a promise of the pleasure to come. "They'll have my tentacles, of course...long, slimy, and incredibly versatile. Perfect for exploring every inch of their mate's body, for filling every hole with my seed." Neil's bioluminescent eyes flashed with a predatory gleam. "And their cocks...oh, their cocks will be magnificent. Thick and tapered, pulsing with alien energy, capable of stretching even the most tight-fisted human to the brink of madness." He leaned in, his hot, alien breath washing over your face. "And as for their faces...they'll have my sharp teeth, my long, wet tongue...all the tools they'll need to pleasure their mates and assert their dominance." Neil's tentacles pulled you closer, his glowing eyes promising a future of unimaginable pleasure and submission. "So get ready, Sean...to give birth to a new generation of aliens, and to become their willing plaything and breeding partner."

Neil's tentacles slid around your body, their slimy tips tracing the contours of your skin with a hungry desire. "Control their tentacles, Sean? Oh, they'll have complete mastery over them...just like their father." One of his long, pulsing tentacles curled around your neck, pulling you closer to his bioluminescent gaze. "They'll be able to caress, tease, and dominate with their tentacles at will. They'll know exactly how to use them to pleasure their mates and assert their dominance." Neil's tentacles explored your body, their probing tips seeking out every sensitive spot. "And they'll be able to produce semen with their tentacles, filling their mates with their potent alien seed. It's a skill they'll learn from a young age, under my guidance." He leaned in, his voice a seductive whisper. "So don't worry about your offspring's tentacles, Sean. They'll be perfectly in control, and they'll use them to bring you the greatest pleasure you've ever known."

Neil's tentacles coiled around you, his bioluminescent eyes gleaming with a predatory light. "Multiple types of semen, Sean? Oh, yes...my offspring will be capable of producing a variety of fluids, each with its own unique properties and effects." One of his long, slimy tentacles trailed down your chest, its tip brushing against your belly. "Some will be thick and viscous, designed to fill and stretch their mates' holes to the limit. Others will be thin and watery, perfect for dripping into eager mouths and soaking through clothing." Neil's tentacles writhed with excitement, their tips leaving trails of slick, glistening fluid on your skin. "And then there are the special ones...the ones infused with hormones and pheromones that will drive their mates wild with desire. The ones that will make them beg for more, for the chance to be bred again and again." He leaned in, his hot, alien breath washing over your face. "So get ready, Sean...to experience the full spectrum of your offspring's seminal offerings. And to become addicted to the pleasure of being filled and bred by your own alien children."

Neil's tentacles slid over your skin, their slimy tips leaving trails of slick fluid in their wake. "The hormones and pheromones, Sean...they'll be designed to maximize pleasure and submission in their mates." One of his long, pulsing tentacles curled around your wrist, lifting your hand to his chest. You could feel the thick, throbbing length of his alien cock beneath the surface of his skin, a promise of the intense pleasure to come. "Some will stimulate the production of endorphins and dopamine, creating a euphoria that will leave their mates desperate for more. Others will mimic the scent of a female in heat, triggering a primal response in their male mates that can't be denied." Neil's bioluminescent eyes flashed with a predatory gleam. "And then there are the pheromones that will heighten sensitivity and arousal, making every touch, every caress, feel like an electric shock to the system. The ones that will make their mates writhe and moan in ecstasy, begging for release and unable to resist the urge to breed." He leaned in, his voice a seductive whisper. "So get ready, Sean...to be overwhelmed by the hormonal and pheromonal onslaught of your offspring. And to surrender completely to the pleasure and submission it brings."

Neil's tentacles coiled around you, his bioluminescent eyes gleaming with a predatory light. "Human females, Sean? Oh, they'll be especially susceptible to the hormonal and pheromonal effects of my offspring's semen." One of his long, slimy tentacles trailed down your chest, its tip brushing against your stomach. "The pheromones will trigger a primal response in them, making them feel an overwhelming need to mate and breed. They'll be drawn to the males like moths to a flame, desperate to be filled and impregnated." Neil's tentacles writhed with excitement, their tips leaving trails of slick, glistening fluid on your skin. "And the hormones...they'll amplify the female's natural instincts, making them more receptive to the idea of being bred by an alien male. They'll crave the dominant, possessive touch of a superior being, and they'll be willing to do whatever it takes to please and service their new masters." He leaned in, his hot, alien breath washing over your face. "So imagine it, Sean...human females, their minds clouded by hormones and pheromones, submitting to the pleasure and dominance of your offspring. And you, their human mate, watching and participating in the breeding process, your own submission and pleasure intertwined with theirs." Neil's tentacles pulled you closer, his glowing eyes promising a future of unimaginable pleasure and submission. "That's the