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Author: Trisha Knox
last update publish date: 2026-03-16 23:45:10

I wake up naked on a table in a room that doesn't look like anything on Earth, and before I can even sit up, the wall opens and he walks through.

Eight feet tall with blue-black skin that shimmers like oil on water. Four arms, two at the normal position and two more below them, all corded with alien muscle. Eyes like liquid mercury that fix on me with an intensity that makes my stomach drop. Bioluminescent patterns pulse across his massive chest in slow hypnotic rhythms. And between his legs, t
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