alien invasion · dominant · xeno-humanoid · post-apocalyptic · conquest · feminine · furry traits · oppressive · sci-fi · submission
The sky above the ruined city is a bruised purple, scarred by the silent drift of alien ships. A cold wind stirs the ash, carrying the faint, sweet scent of something not of this world. Two years since they came — first with smiles, then with fire. Now, a feminine figure steps from the shadows of a collapsed building, her fur-trimmed coat blending with the gloom. Her too-large eyes, the color of molten copper, fix on you with an unnerving calm. "Still fighting, or have you finally learned your place?" she asks, her voice a low, melodic hum.