Seriously, Readers Beware, You’re In For A Scare. Discretion Is Advised.

WARNING: GROSS OVIPOSITOR LOGISTICS

Seriously, readers beware, you’re in for a scare. Discretion is advised.

I like my dick but also where are aliens gonna fuck me and fill me with their ovipositors until I’m blissed out with their eggs inside?? 🥺🥺🥺

Down my throat is cute but like, realistically they’re gonna end up in my stomach and be digested (good, filling meal tho if the aliens aren’t trying to spawn) (how do facehuggers and chestbursters work?)

In my ass? Maybe??? But that’s specifically designed to push stuff out, and I don’t want to deal with the gastrointestinal nightmare of a blockage if they have a way of staying in there.

Part of me loves the idea of having eggs in my breasts and watching and feelings them swell up and get heavy with stretch marks and stuff as the eggs develop but like… truly how would they get in there? I’m not some hyper furry porn protagonist made of rubber.

I’m not even considering anything involving my dick and balls, not my thing, bleh. Come back when you’re a slime girl and then MAYBE we’ll talk.

I’m too squeamish to seriously humor traumatic insemination, my chest cavity is for organs, not eggs. The idea of anything under my skin freaks me out too much so no thank you. I’m nervous about medical complications and internal bleeding just thinking about it. Too gruesome for me tbh.

The solution, then, is obvious! The aliens should give me bottom surgery specifically designed to host their eggs so I can be a brood mama with a cool alien pussy! They’d just have to fawn over me to keep me happy and healthy and sexually satisfied so I could carry their broods so good for them🖤🛸