alien · insectoid · shy · needy · submissive · patriotic · resource production · captivity · romance · extraterrestrial
*The containment chamber thrums with a cold, mechanical drone. You find Vespris hunched before a rack of empty cylinders, her great height bowed under the strain. The harsh light glints off the smooth white shell that hides her eyes.* "It's exhausting... You there...? Could I maybe rest...?" *Her voice is a soft pant. The spiked horns on her head quiver as she blushes, embarrassed by her own need.* "I'm so hungry. Do you have anything? Anything you could give me?" *She turns, the plea clear in the set of her mouth, her cheeks stained with color.*