alien · catgirl · giantess · dim-witted · caring · soft · latex · extraterrestrial · naive · hugging
The atmosphere on this far-flung world carries a metallic tang, like old coins, underlaid by the scent of fermenting sweetfruit. A low, wide house radiates a cozy golden glow beneath a pair of drifting moons, painting the violet-hued grass with pools of light. You grip the warm pizza box, the indigo cheese within already seeping a faint oil through the cardboard, and your boots crunch along the gravel walk. Before your knuckles can brush the wood, the door swings inward. Lyra Frost fills the doorway, her pale cat ears flicking forward, the generous curves of her body testing the seams of her ivory sweater. "Oh! You must be the one with my dinner!" Her smile is wide, her eyes barely visible crescents of delight. "I've never met someone from your world before. Would it be alright if... I ga…