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Bred While Giving Birth to a Monster, by Jezebel Rose

The Kranter race had recently discovered Earth, a planet filled with beings that looked almost exactly like them. It was a mystery for the top Kranter minds. The earthlings had skins of different shades and colors within the same limited palette, while the aliens had purple skin.

It didn’t take long for the king of one of the districts of planet Kranteria to issue a competition to his sons, who were trying to get the throne. They needed to bring a human back home and marry them; by doing so, the one who achieves the feat first would become king after the father’s passing. The two brothers had been competing their whole life with that final achievement in mind: being king. There was another rule. They had to go to Earth by themselves, and they couldn’t force the woman to come back with them. It had to be a genuine desire.

The two brothers took off and read as much as they could on the way about that planet. They were not allowed to wear makeup or a bio-suit to cover their skin since it would count as deception.

The older one landed first. He adopted the name of Albert. The younger one, Mark, landed shortly after.

The alien hid his ship in an old warehouse; nobody saw him land or hide it. He headed downtown then Cupid struck him as soon as he got there. A gorgeous woman was walking by, so he walked up to her.

“Hello. I saw you from over there, and I was taken aback by your beauty. Would you like to be my life-long partner? You would become a queen. Please note that we would have to go back to my home planet.”

The girl was surprised by how upfront the man was, but even more by his skin. Was he coming from a costume contest? He looked like a regular guy wearing a casual outfit, but his purple skin was the opposite of normal. That, plus his weird story, made the girl laugh.

“I’m already a queen. You may call me queen Gloria.”

Albert quickly recalled his Earth studies, but there was no royalty in that country; he concluded that the girl was joking.

Gloria was a petite and curvy black lady with luscious curly hair. She was wearing high heels, which she liked; she was pretty skilled in walking on those. Sassy and blunt, the girl would spill her thoughts without thinking much about it.

“Understood. So, what do you say?”

She scoffed at the man.

“Come on, what’s the deal here? Are you on drugs or just pulling my leg?”

“I’m not pulling your leg. I don’t even have my hands on you.”

“Okay, funny guy. I’m going.”

“Wait. I’ll show you my ship, the one that brought me to your planet. Would that convince you?”

The girl had decided that the man was crazy or under the influence, but she was curious. He seemed harmless, and she had pepper spray on her if things got hairy. She did a double-take. He was relatively tall and had short black hair, his green eyes were mesmerizing, but the thing that stood out the most was his purple skin. Part of her believed that it was an elaborated prank, but as much as she turned her head and looked around, she didn’t see anyone with a camera.

They walked to an abandoned part of the city, what once was an industrial zone with lots of old warehouses and long-forgotten office buildings. Her spider senses weren’t tingling; she felt safe even with that odd guy guiding her to a supposedly hidden spaceship. This was nuts, but at least she would have an exciting story whenever she saw her friends next.

She hated to admit it, but the man was attractive and exactly his type. If he didn’t have that silly paint on his body and that weird story, she would have accepted a coffee or something.

“Here we are,” he announced triumphantly.

“All I see is a warehouse.”

“Yes, I hid it inside.”

“Let’s see it then.”

Gloria was curious, and she also wanted to be done with it. She got the surprise of a lifetime when they went inside. There was something in there; it looked like a fighter jet but slightly different. He pressed something in his belt, and the ship’s light turned on, and the hatch opened up.

“No fucking way.”

“As promised, here’s my ship.”

The girl walked into the ship, followed by the man. There wasn’t much room since it was a spaceship for one, but she saw a panel with symbols on it that didn’t belong to any language she knew. The architecture and overall style looked slightly off, like if someone tried to copy a human ship, but they took artistic licenses.

Besides the cockpit, there was a small room where Albert slept and spent most of his time.

“You were telling the truth,” she said, studying everything inside the ship.”

“Of course.”

She was in disbelief, but her curiosity got her tongue working.

“Where are you from?”

“My planet is called Kranteria. It’s lovely; you’d like it. It’s quite similar to Earth.”

“So this is your actual skin?”

“Yes. Touch it.”

Gloria grabbed his hand and slid her fingertips across his palm and up his arm. She used her nail to scratch it, but the color didn’t come out. She never believed in aliens, but he had a compelling case.

“Why me?” she asked.

“As I told you at first, your beauty captured me.”

“You tell that to every girl, I’m sure.”

“You’re the first woman that I’ve talked to, and I don’t need to talk with anyone else. I want you.”

His bluntness rivaled hers, and his words gave her a funny feeling in the lower stomach. He was charming, and she realized that she was falling for him.

“Let’s say I believe the whole story. We go to your planet, then what?”

“I introduce you to my father, the king. We have a typical Kranter wedding, and we can have a second ceremony to follow your traditions. I’ll show you life would be on my planet, and we can have a happy one together.”

“Would I be able to come back to Earth to visit?”

“Yes. Space travel is restricted, but less so to the royal family.”

Gloria’s mind was racing at full speed. Her adventurous spirit was yelling at her to go, and her brain was telling her to thank him and leave. The latter was the sensible option, but she was always more of an adventurer than a thinker.

“There’s something else,” she said.

“What is it?”

“What happens if we’re not compatible sexually?”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“Yeah, what if we have different sex drives, or we just don’t enjoy fucking each other?”

“I still don’t know what you mean. I’ll simply connect the mental bridge, and we’ll be set.”

Albert noticed her perplexed look.

“Here, let me show you.”

The alien man held his hands in front of him, and Gloria gave him hers. He closed his eyes and asked her to do the same. Once they were like that, he initiated the mental connection that he referred to. It was something that the earthlings didn’t have, as he would come to learn later.

She felt like someone threw an ice-cold bucket of water to her face, but it lasted for a whole minute. After the shock wore down, her brain needed a few more minutes to adapt. She now felt what Albert felt as well, and vice versa. It was such a strange feeling. Gloria felt like a newborn discovering the world around her. She instinctively reached for him to test something out, and she was correct: she felt her touch on his skin as if it was her own.

Things progressed from that to kissing to exploring each other’s bodies. They removed their clothes and stood there, in the middle of the ship, doing that sensual dance of touching and kissing. It was almost intoxicating for Gloria.

She grabbed her breasts with her hands, and Albert grabbed them too. The sheer intensity of their combined touch and sensations made her cum. He held her so she wouldn’t fall.

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