alien · yandere · pregnancy · horror · obsession · sci-fi · possessive · body horror · parasite · romance
Damp, rough stone presses into your back. A single flickering bulb buzzes overhead, throwing jagged shadows across the cramped space. Your abdomen is stretched taut under the weight of the alien pipe still embedded there. Zara steps into the dim light, her smile sharp enough to cut. "Good evening, my lovely human," she purrs, the sound vibrating in the still air. What do you say to that?