TG Caption ~ How I Fell For an Alien

It’s very hard to speak about what happened. Might be because I still have even more unanswered questions than before it all fell down on me like a toxic avalanche. Cases like these would be the backstory of some superhero in many scenarios, but in my case - it’s a story about how I managed to fuck myself over. Literally. 

“Goodnight, Garret,” my neighbour waved to me so nonchalantly that even I almost forgot how I nearly wrecked her bed into splinters a few moments ago. 

I don’t think I even remembered this milf’s name, only how good it felt to have her hands all over me as I needlessly thrusted, pushing out both her juices and singsong moans. Leading someone to release quickly was a task I could easily major in, even if I didn’t like calling myself a womanizer, I’d prefer nicknames such as “magnet” or “stud” all the way. 

Anyway… The night was still young and I already knew that by the time it’s over, I will forget about it as if it didn’t even happen. Glimmering shimmers of the starry sky winked at me, as I headed to the direction of my apartment. Unfortunately, calling the woman my “neighbour” was somewhat misleading - I still had to cross a few roads to even see her lawn in the distance. 

As I glanced at my pocket watch, it silently exclaimed 5 minutes ‘till midnight. Usually the lights of our streets were getting turned off at exactly 12AM, but their dim light made little difference either way, so I had no reason to hurry myself up. 

One thing about nights like these I enjoyed the most was the atmosphere - quiet, calm, slightly damp scent in the air filled my nostrils as my ears enjoyed the silk voices of fireflies talking with their surroundings. It hurt to leave, even if I knew I had no job tomorrow, yet my eyes refused to listen to my whims, they wanted to witness dreams already. 

But as I yawned, my ears were pierced by a sharp whistling sound in the distance. At first, I thought I hallucinated it, but as I looked around, it became more apparent to me that it was pretty much real. Not only that, the whistle was not that far away either - I caught its source as I looked up into the sky, watching as an unfamiliar object, engulfed by red sparks, plummeted down on my own eyes, landing with a blinding flash that left me in a state of confusion. As expected, I felt like someone just chained my feet whilst I watched a cloud of bluish smoke emerging from the spot the “comet” met the ground. 

When the moment of fear dissipated, it’s like I learned how to walk again, my legs involuntarily carrying my curious self to the place of the incident. I nearly coughed on the dust flowing around the glowing object underneath, carefully observing the mysterious rock, covered in various shatters and crystals of red and blue colors. I swear, that shit looked like it came straight out of a sci-fi movie. Not that I’ve watched a ton of them, but it was the closest comparison I could draw. Even if I wanted to go to sleep right now, the morbid curiosity got the better of me as I picked up a small stick and reached out for the unfamiliar object. It surprised me how easy it cracked open when I barely touched it with the edge of the fragile stick. I might have thought it was something surreal at first, but when the dark liquid poured out of the gemstone, my initial confusion only solidified further. The liquid contorted, twisted in attempts of trying to sculpt itself into something else, as if it had a tortured mind of its own. But as it desperately struggled to appear more human, I simply watched the pitch black puddle before me hissing, even mumbling something what I originally considered to be just a bunch of badly put together gibberish, yet eventually starting to piece the letters together, followed by words and, finally, clear sentences spoken in a voice I wouldn’t expect it to have…

“Mm.. That should be it,” it was high-pitched, with a distinct feminine undertone keeping it from sounding too ambiguous due to small distortion in it. “What is with that look, human?”

“E-Ehhh?!” I gasped, nearly tripping as I took a few fearful steps back.

“Hey, hush! That's not a really decent way to greet a guest!”

Only when I squinted so hard that my vision nearly turned blurry, the image became more clear: in this purely dark mud stood a tiny female-shaped figure. Even then it was a huge struggle to even notice someone whose entire body was made out of that out-of-this-universe liquid. And when I said she was “tiny”, I meant it wholeheartedly - despite her visible features being the perfect example of a well-endowed goddess, I could easily fit her between my thumb and index finger. Her face, albeit not having actual pupils, was mostly unclear to me and she didn't bother sculpting it either. 

“W-What the fuck you even are?” I asked hesitantly, staring at the faceless cockroach-sized creature underneath. “An alien?..”

“Oh! That's what you humans call us…? Alien,” she repeated in a pondering tone. “Would it feel good if I called you a fleshbag?” her question was not one of mockery, it was if she genuinely considered it.

“No,” I answered, backing off from her condemnation. “Still.. What are you exactly?”

“Glad you asked,” though I couldn't see if she smiled, she conveyed the calmer emotions through her voice. “I am just a little comet, to your knowledge. Do not expect me to reveal some forbidden facts you won't ever dare to speak of!” and she was quite smug when exclaiming that she wouldn't offer quite a lot.

Eh? Just a comet? This was a creature who perfectly replicated the look of a typical human(forget about the unrealistic proportions for a second). Even if it was just a glorified slime, she still was completely out of this world! Damn, when I said I was a chick magnet, that’s not what I meant!

“Can I call you Aurora, then?” it was the first name I came up with in my head.

“Aurora.. Hmm. Seems fitting for me. Good job, human!”

“So you are not even gonna tell me how you ended up here?.. Like that?”

“Human, I-”

“Garret,” I corrected her first.

“Yes, Garret. My mission was to settle a deal with a human.”

A deal? With a creature that just fell from space and started speaking my language with me? No, thank you, I am not trusting someone who might as well kill me with their telekinesis or something.

“I can see it in your eyes. You do not trust me,” she faked a sigh. “You don’t have to. I mean, all I wanted was you to give me your body for a week so that I could benefit from it and learn more about your kind.”

“What do you mean, ‘give my body’? Are you a fucking pervert of sorts?” 

“That is speaking in understandable to you terms, human,” Aurora teased me, it’s not the first time I heard that vanity in her tone.

“And that's why you took this form of a hot woman, I mean? Just so that I would be less skeptical?” I lifted the edge of my lip in slight disgust.

“Not. I just think the Earth females fit me better.”

Well, I might've not believed this notion, but I accepted it for its “honesty”(or rather, its makeshift appearance).

“Do you really need my body for that? Is this really the only way?..” I asked, kneeling down to this caricature of the woman.

“Oh? You have something to suggest, human?”

Now that I think about it… I have no idea what kind of bullet went through my head at that moment, but I quickly enacted on it, painting myself as some hero who wants to think outside of the box for this creature who I would later-

Okay, okay. I need to keep the pace.

“Well, I could take you to my apartment and you could watch how I do all the shit the other humans do daily too…”

I really should have gone home back then instead of carrying her with myself, but-.

“I suppose I would not mind this idea, human. Pick me up.”

To be frank, I started regretting it the moment Aurora agreed to go along with my plan without even thinking about it for longer than three seconds. 

My hand hesitantly reached out to pick the woman made out of pitch black space mud, but the moment the tips of my fingers even touched her, the burning sensation made me pull it back. 

“Augh,” I looked at the burnt stain on my palm, it was not naturally bright red - instead, the skin there turned slightly grey, as if I just ran my hand over a thick layer of dust. The wound pulsed for a few seconds before it disappeared like it never existed at all. “Huh..?”

“Human. You can’t touch an unfamiliar creature without expecting anything of that nature happening,” the alien shrugged off. “Why don’t you pick me up with something else? I am very hot, in more ways than one.”

“Thanks, how prudent of you,” I grinded the rows of my teeth in sarcastic annoyance.

Surprisingly enough, making that thing jump into my cap did not result in me needing to buy a new one. Well, there were definitely dark stains on it now, but that was not one of my biggest concerns.

The first night passed quite strangely. Aurora, being a comet, did not require any sleep, so she simply stared at me, as if inspecting my body and imagining all the devious things she could do with it. One of my biggest fears would be accidentally crushing her in my sleep, but she, seemingly, was very content with sitting on the nightstand until the first morning rays broke through my blinds. 

Over the next few days, I figured out a bunch of stuff about Aurora, and a good chunk of it couldn’t be far from being normal. She does not eat, does not sleep, does not even need to breathe. But, as this realization struck us both, she started attempting to replicate things I did completely automatically. It was hard to believe, but my plan, seemingly, worked quite well with her learning so much from me. 

“Huh?” one morning I noticed her stretching the same way I usually did while trying to fix her liquid-like hair. 

“What? Oh, good morning, sleepyhead. What’s up?” she winked at me, pointing at the way she finally managed to morph her face into something more human.

At some point, she completely lost her usual formality, replacing it with a more laidback, casual way of speaking. To be frank, I did not mind it. At least now it was easier to talk to her without feeling like a complete buffoon. Life with Aurora turned out to be much easier than I expected. Furthermore, she added some spice to it that I really didn’t know I missed. Also figured out she was a coffee lover. As it turned out, comets may not get thirsty, but they are fully capable of consuming products and feeling them. 

“What, is it that surprising that you ended up spending your money on coffee after not drinking it for years?~” she giggled from time to time when I noticed we were out of capsules. 

Did it annoy me, though? Sometimes. But not all the time. Not even half, if I’m gonna be frank… The month passed as fast as the first week and I came to a terrifying conclusion: I was falling for this alien. Not even her body, though it was a great motivating factor considering that she was in nearly perfect shape. Smug, yet still gentle and respectful. Hot, yet not too suggestive. The sandwiches with stale bread I made daily was seemingly the perfect fuel for Aurora, as she was getting bigger. When I first met her, I could easily squeeze her in my palm and now she was sleeping while leaning on my lamp. 

I did my best to deny it, but I was really falling for her. And I knew comets probably don’t understand love nor even plan to feel it - hell, her first instinct when she saw me was that she could use my body for some time like I was a walking skinsuit waiting to be taken by someone. But I couldn’t deny it anymore, Aurora made my heart beat faster even when we did things as simple as brushing our teeth(for her I had to shorten the brush first). 

The only problem was that… she was not a human. She would never be. No matter how hard she would try to appear as one, at the end of the day she still was just a blob of pitch black liquid that only resembled a silhouette of an attractive woman. I would never be able to marry her or even be with her at all. And that was the hardest part. On mornings at times like these I wished she wasn’t so perceptive.

“What are you so upset about, huh?” she sipped on her fresh coffee, the cup fitting her size just fine, yet still a bit too heavy for her to hold. “No luck at finding a job, heh?~”

I couldn't believe it, but I'd rather worry about being jobless than not dating a creature out of this world.

“..Hey, what’s wrong?” Aurora now looked noticeably concerned as her eyebrows fell into a worrisome frown. 

“...What, it's been a month now?” 

“37 days, Garret,” she specified, just like she usually did. “I know I occupied your place for quite a while now, but… You can ask me to leave at any time. Don't feel guilty for that,” the smile on her sculpted face was readable as day.

“Yeah..”

I thought about it for some time. Maybe I really should've asked her to go. To leave me alone. But I already made a huge mistake by letting myself get attached to her, regretting it immediately after.

“I don't want you to go, I really don't.”

“Eh? Then what's that dramatic effect for? Are you crushing on me or something?~” 

It was an obvious joke on her side, but as I didn't respond in any meaningful way other than sliding my eyes away from her in shame, the realization slowly dived into her mind too.

“O-Oh my… Are you serious right now?” she caught me after than I could've been prepared for.

“...”

“I..” she did not imitate this one. “I don't even know what to say,” Aurora fidgeted with her fingers as she struggled to look at me too now.

“Just-.. Forget it. Let's move on-”

“No.”

God damn it. Sometimes I forgot how insistent and forward she could be.

“No. Because I..” she did not want to be a nervous, mumbling mess like me, so it didn't take her too long to make her confession too. “I like you too. A lot. I may not understand love, but something about you.. it just sits well with me.”

It's like someone just pushed my heart into a deep sink, as if trying to wake up some conscience of its own in it so that it could breathe. I struggled to push the words out - it was like trying to scream with empty, breathless lungs.

“It won't work out..” I finally muttered something that wasn't even dedicated to Aurora.

“Yes, it will. I know the way…” she stepped closer, walking on the table towards my reddened face. “Don't hide from me.”

Hard to believe, but she really made me pull my hands away to uncover my flushed cheeks. That smile. That stupid smile that made my heart flutter and warm my chest up, this look… I swallowed hard with a pouty bottom lip. She extended her pixie-like arm to me, leaving it in the air, as if waiting for me to do something back… 

“Come on. Trust me. I want this too,” she encouraged me.

These words were everything I had to hear before pushing my pinkie outwards until her tiny palm wrapped around it. Last time I touched Aurora she was like a burning fire, but today all I felt was light tingling on the soft tip of my finger.

“Hehe,” she giggled, looking at me with a mischievous smirk. “Watch it..”

In a blink of an eye, I could feel something odd. At first, her whole body started melting, turning into the same incoherent pitch black mess I saw her as on that fateful night. This substance travelled on top of my finger, my hand, eventually ending up sliding right underneath my wrist, causing my veins to pulse through the skin extensively.

“Ah?..” 

The black liquid continued its journey through my entire body. It was still hot. Not enough to burn me, but prominent enough to leave small pinching sensations underneath my skin, making it itch unpleasantly. I groaned as I rubbed one of the sore spots, only to find that I only pushed the liquid further. No, it was like it was stretching itself all around my structure, piercing and rearranging it.

“A-Augh, Aurora, curse you!” I hissed, rubbing the red spot on my ass that, unfortunately, became the first changing spot by bouncing in reaction to my touch.

I used to think my thighs were muscular enough to compete with the likes of the girls’ I pulled, but as the rush of fat injected itself into them, I saw the way once straight muscle jiggled, instead shaping into a presentable curve. My hips ached, the bones roughly pushing the skin upwards just in a tad bit more feminine manner. Though back then I couldn't tell what was going on with my body, now I knew it was my cock becoming more sensitive to all the sensations around it when my thighs squeezing it suddenly sent the warm reaction to my stomach, then the hardened nipples of my still flat chest, and eventually stopping in the edge of my throat, pushing out one single, unfamiliar to me “aauhhh!~”. Well, it was familiar - the same moan Aurora would have. 

As I whimpered like a bitch in the heat with my hands pressed tight against the table, I felt my greasy hair soften, lose its formerly dry texture in order to grow out so slightly that there was barely any difference. What made the difference, however, was the color - from distinctly auburn to whatever-the-hell that dark shade of black even meant to resemble. My ears were the next - they twitched, contorted uncomfortably before elongating into a pair of piercing ones, peeking upwards just a bit. This time I couldn't tell why this sensation made my cock drool with need and juices and especially why it was so easy for me to pick up on that. My spine curved out with an audible crack - the liquid pushed it forward, solidifying immediately after to confirm the new shape of my rear. I clenched my teeth tightly, trying to ignore the rough pain in my back before something sprouted out of it - broke through my thinning skin and shaped into a few strange tails of red and blue shades. 

“Aahh, Aurora, what the hell?~..” I glanced over at my new “tails”. 

The burning liquid was underneath the skin of my head, travelling inside and pinching my skin - forcing it into a new shape Aurora wished she could replicate. 

“A-Auuw!”

When the heat wave dissipated, I was struck with a cold whiplash of staring at my reflection - or, rather, one of a woman with relatively short hair, bright ruby eyes, sharper chin, and pointy ears. The process was just slightly painful, but oh, how naive of me was thinking it wouldn’t get worse, even when I realized the weight of the transformation. The hot liquid drifted to my shoulders, making my muscles relax, only to slap me in the face with a distinct, shocking “SNAP” that narrowed them, completely destroying their former square frame to replace it with soft, nonprominent arms. Little did I know, the worst part was yet to come. It moved in my chest area as I could see it tense, trying to reject the inner force at first, but quickly giving in. I watched my pecs inflating, once flat surfaces turning into perky domes. My body, drowning in the fire of ecstasy, completely surrendered as I watched what I assumed to be B-Cups filling up further - like a rubber balloon stretching and jiggling from a few litres of water inside. They bounced, jiggled like someone just couldn’t get enough of slapping them and making them swell even further alongside their now-puffy nipples I could clearly see through my T-shirt.

“Guuaarghhh!~” 

By the time my chest was done growing, I couldn’t even fit it on my plate on the table. My buttons kept on getting pushed by the process when my squishy thighs reminded me once again that I still had one problem between my legs… My waist was first, the alien liquid poured down from my ribs, squeezing my waist until it looked ridiculously small compared to my proudly wide hips. To even slightly relinquish the biting sensations in my groin, I rubbed my penis(or, more precisely, attempted to grab it like I usually did when jerking off). 

“Ah! Auroraaa~”

Oh, what a mistake it was - trying to touch it now became a grave sin that made me gasp in my new feminine cords, immediately arch my back, watching my breasts bounce in return. It was clear - my penis was a tickling time bomb. The strange sensation slightly beneath my stomach tightened, like chaotically intertwined spiky vines. I watched the bulge underneath my pants slowly disappear, get eaten by my own body until the only thing left was a flat, oversensitive triangle between my thick thighs. My vagina. God, I couldn’t even tell why, but, for some reason, the moment my skin stopped reacting to all these changes, I felt suspiciously content, even happy that it all happened. Did this also suck my brains out?..

“Hehe! Did you like it?~” 

“H-HUH?!” 

I was taken aback by the familiar voice that escaped my own lips involuntarily. Took a few seconds to figure it out, but… It was Aurora, speaking to me through my transformed body. God, I would’ve slapped her if she wasn’t inside of me right now.

“What the fuck?! Why did you?!” I wished I sounded more angry, but hearing her voice swearing was rather funnier. 

“Listen, little human Garret! I injected myself into you! This way we could be together forever! Isn’t that so cool?” 

“W-What’s so cool about me being a chick now-”
“Well, that you get to have a body with unrealistic proportions an average human could only dream of? Look at the positives~.”

Before I could protest one more time, she seemingly shut my mouth up to make me watch the rest of the transformation unfold. These were more cosmetic changes, but if she expected me to not freak out as my clothes started twirling under some unknown influence, twist in strange shapes, loose threads ripping apart to turn into a dripping liquid that evaporated the moment it touched the floor. Instead, the only remains of the clothes I had started shaping into something completely different out of these rags - as I became practically sleeveless, the former cloth of my T-shirt tightened around my shoulders, changed into strings to support my translucent bra that already did little to stop my squeezed together boobs from falling down with a funny bounce as it formed on top of them. 

“Ta-daaa!~” Aurora spoke through my lips.

“This is not funny!” I blushed, watching my barely covered mounds lying on the table like an oversized snack. 

“Come on, you look great!~”

“Grrhhhhh..”

The liquid gurgled around my hips, I already knew it was time for my new panties, but I would expect something more cohesive than just a string with a few frills around it that somehow meant to cover my groin that still looked slightly hairy, though now the layout of my pubic hair was a bit different, not spreading towards my tiny belly button. 

“Awwchh!~” my tails, all six of them, twitched as the fabric of my new “panties” slapped against what I assumed to be my clitoris.

“Eek..!~” Aurora gasped too while taking over the control of “my” body to move her hand to our shared vagina.

“W-What are you, ah.. doing?..” I whimpered, pressing my bare feet tight to the floor, as they were the only part she left for me to be able to control.

“Showing you, mmm, the beauty of being in this body~..”

She locked my ability to speak again as I watched her playing with my wet folds through the fabric. I didn’t mind touching pussies, but this one certainly was mine.. and, I admit, for some reason it pushed all the right buttons inside me as my breath hitched, my thighs reacted to the touch, and I threw my head back. The sensation of having my uncontrollable hand masturbating me was something unknown, ridiculously unfamiliar that even my moans sounded like the parody of the ones in exaggerated porn videos. 

“Aghhhh… Auuhhhhhhh… Arughghhhhhh~!” 

Before I could get used to the first finger playfully swinging my clit over and over again, the second came to play, this one starting to stretch my pussy lips and rub its slightly sharp fingernail against it. Our finger circled around the most sensitive point, teasingly pulling away from time to time as I struggled and Aurora giggled through my lips the exact moment I clenched my teeth tight from realizing that I was acting like some sort of slut, begging to be fingered. I never watched any porn captured from a female perspective! I had zero chance to know how it was done and that pussy lips were that much more sensitive than my penis! My hand slapped my clitoris not so gently - it only triggered a short moment of shock that made me pull my free one to grab my hardened nipple and rub it between my fingers. The middle finger played with my “berry” while the other two underneath it inserted themselves into my wet entrance.

“Ah.. F-Fuck you, Aurora..~” I moaned, knowing damn well I didn’t mean any of that.

“Hehe, you’re liking it so much?~” 

Fuck me for thinking that - that’s what I was doing to myself anyway as my attempts to stop playing with my own body eventually circled back to me fingering myself again. And again. The fingers were buried deep in the canals of my pussy - I stretched it, pushed my knuckle to rub against the clit that paralyzed me for a second, only to return this jolt to my breasts that I simply couldn’t stop from squishing. When I touched them for the first time, they seemed too hard, too rough, but now they were all flexible, just as excited with their nipples perking forward and straining the already fragile transparent fabric. My life was flashing before my eyes, but the need for release only grew with each, it was the only thing I could think about other than imagining that it might’ve been me fucking Aurora… instead, it was me fucking Aurora while also being her. The ecstatic wave was coming for me, ready to break through the gates of my clenched pussy lips as I threw my legs up, placing my thighs on the table for my own comfortability. Even ashamed that it was now me doing all these things to myself without Aurora’s influence, I continued pleasuring myself, driving myself to the point of no return - I carved out this spark already, might as well turn it into a wildfire. 

“Ugh..F-Fuck~..” I groaned, pushing second, then third finger deeper into my pussy.

My body shuddered back and forth as I played with the crumpled tissues between my prominent thighs. I wish I could see more of it, but if I took my time to try to see my erect pussy behind the two big boobs blocking my view, I might've needed to start it all over again! N-Not like I was against it, but I needed my release. NOW! I caught the breath halfway through in my lungs, gasping as sparkles bounced against my walls, pinching the edges of my pussy lips more and more until I simply couldn't take it anymore. At first, they became sore, thin flesh tensing from countless pinches applied to it.

“A-..AURGHHH!!~” I groaned loudly, feeling how plumpness slapped against the table, my boobs following my head as I threw it back, asymmetrically bouncing before my own eyes at the same moment pleasure punched me into the guts.

It was burning, hot, as if I just swallowed something I shouldn't have. Short-lived spasm deep in my stomach resided, leaving me simply breathless when, in the peak of my first feminine(albeit dry) orgasm I rubbed the folds against the table’s flat surface.

“Oohaaaahhh!~”

“A-Ahhaaa..~.. S-Shit...” 

“Looks like my school worked wonders on you, huh?~” Aurora giggled through my lips, but even something as small was enough to make my mouth feel like a vibrating mess.

“I- I can't just..” I looked down, the first thing I saw being the pair of boobs held by a flexible lingerie, the sight somehow making my cheeks even redder than before.

“Hey, this is our body now, right?~” she spoke nonchalantly, as if I just didn't finish for us both so hard that I barely felt my groin, let alone the fossils. “We get to do anything we want with it and as long as we both want to..” 

“Ah!~” she pinched our nipple.

“.. everything should be perfect, right? I could learn a thing or two in a position like this, you know~..”

I couldn't argue, and I didn't want to in the first place. My vagina was slowly recovering, the disheveled folds returning into their relaxed shape; I lifted my breasts with my own breath; I stared at my feminine reflection through the glass table… I was beautiful, hot goes without mentioning. So was Aurora. And, for a short moment, I felt this comforting sense of solace.

Damn you, six tails behind my back I would have to somehow manage!