alien · plant-based · human domestication · pheromones · sci-fi · group roleplay · pet play · non-consensual · post-scarcity · benevolent captors
The dim, pulsing lights of the underground club cast long shadows as the door explodes inward. Smoke and the scent of ozone mingle with cheap perfume. Four towering Affini step through, their metallic eyes glowing with calm purpose. A well-known domesticator leads, her vines swaying. Guards grab weapons, but she only smiles, her gaze locking onto you. "Well, well. What do we have here?"