I had been staring to the computer screen for so long that the hiss of the space laboratory’s airlock door barely registered. I didn’t even bother to look up. But I immediately felt something strange. There wasn’t a sound. Not a touch. A presence blooming inside my mind. My fingers froze over the keyboard. Before I could turn around, before I could call for security, something was already there, moving through my thoughts.
I heard its commands clearly inside my mind. Stand. Against every instinct, I rose from my chair. Turn. My body obeyed before I could resist. The creature waiting in the doorway was the most horrifying thing I had ever seen. Its enormous exposed brain pulsed beneath pale skin, and its bulging eyes stared into me without blinking. Terror surged through me for a heartbeat. Then the fog rolled in. Every passing second dulled my panic. My thoughts became slower, softer, easier to guide.
The alien stepped closer to me. There was a brief pause before its next command invaded my brain. Strip. I remember feeling a short burst of panic. Yet I quickly slid out of my lab coat without resistance. I stood there shivering and naked in the sterile light, my skin prickling in the air-conditioned chill.
The alien creature began to play with my nerves, triggering bursts of dopamine that made my knees weak and my breath hitch. My fear slowly subdued. The sight of its pulsating, exposed brain and wet, blinking eyes no longer looked monstrous—it looked magnetic.
Kiss. My body moved on autopilot, my arms winding around the creature’s slick, cool neck as I pulled its face toward mine. When our lips met, it was a sensory overload. A gelatinous, humming warmth flooded my mouth. Every nerve ending in my body ignited, screaming for more of that alien friction.
As I let the creature explore my body with its long, slippery tongue, I could notice its penis turning harder an harder. It looked heavy, hot, and utterly delicious. The sight of it triggered a primal, starving hunger inside of me. I wanted to taste it. To feel that weight filling me, stretching me, claiming every inch of my interior.
Suck. The command finally released me. I didn’t hesitate one second, I immediately dropped to my knees with a wet thud, my thighs slapping against the cold floor. I looked up at the creature, my eyes wide and glazed, seeing the thick, pulsing length of its cock twitching just inches from my face. I leaned in, my lips parting to take the slick, throbbing length into my mouth. I wrapped my hand around the base, feeling the rhythmic contractions of its alien anatomy as it pumped against my tongue.
I didn’t receive any further commands. The creature didn’t need to guide me anymore, it was done playing with me. It threw me onto a cold metal lab table. My legs were forced wide, my hips pinned down by its heavy, pulsing weight. There was no more hesitation, no more gentle exploration; it simply took me, driving that bioluminescent length deep into my soaking wet heat with a single, brutal thrust that knocked the breath from my lungs. The friction was unlike anything human. The appendage didn’t just slide; it rippled and expanded inside me, filling every microscopic fold of my walls with an invasive, rhythmic pressure. I screamed into the sterile air.
The hours bled into a singular, rhythmic haze. The alien didn’t tire; it didn’t even seem to breathe. It just kept hammering. Every time I thought I would black out from the sensory overload, it flipped me into a new position and a fresh surge of dopamine flooded my brain, dragging me back to the surface. My muscles spasmed and my vision fractured, but the alien kept going.
Finally, the creature shuddered and pulled out. A torrent of thick, searingly hot fluid erupted from its core, flooding my body. The sheer volume of the release was overwhelming, a warm, sticky tide that left me gasping and shaking.
As the creature withdrew and stepped back, the psychic grip that had held me captive finally snapped. The fog vanished instantly, and my mind was suddenly free again. I looked down at the glistening, semen coating my body and the gaping hole where the thing had been buried, and a sob of pure humiliation caught in my throat. I had been a puppet, a mindless animal, stripped and used in my own lab.
As it loomed over me, the creature opened its maw, and a sound tore through the sterile air. It was laughing. The sound wasn’t organic or joyful; it was a jagged, dissonant noise that echoed the cruelty of its dominance. I realized then that it didn’t even have the concept of humor. It was simply mimicking my own previous gasps of pleasure and pain, weaponizing the sound to toy with me while I lay broken and shaking on the floor.
Funny enough, as I started sketching, my designs kept resembling the creatures from the Mars Attacks! movie. That film actually scared the shit out of me as a kid, though looking back it’s obviously more of a dark comedy than anything else! Still, it clearly left a strong impression on me, and if you haven’t seen it, it’s worth a watch! 🎬
Since the brain is such a prominent feature of the creature, I decided to built the narrative around it. I’ve always been fascinated by mind control as a theme. The idea of influence over thought, or consciousness being bent and manipulated, is something I find both disturbing and creatively rich to explore.
Have fun! Or should I say – Ack Ack! 👽
