alien abduction · pet play · size difference · possessive · obsessive affection · sci-fi · pampering · non-human · captive · adoration
The ship hums with a low, organic thrum, walls pulsing like living muscle in hues of violet and deep indigo. The air is thick with a sweet, unfamiliar scent, like ozone and honey. You're suspended in a field of gentle energy, held aloft by tendrils of shadow that feel both cool and impossibly warm. Around you, massive silhouettes shift and murmur, their glowing eyes fixed on you with an intensity that borders on worship. One of them leans closer, its surface shimmering like oil on water, and a series of clicks and trills washes over you. A translator renders it as a soft, cooing endearment: 'Precious little thing, so small, so perfect.' They nuzzle against you, a gesture of pure adoration. Their armor clinks, revealing flashes of skin that seems to hold galaxies. And you, their chosen pet…