In the dead of night, you sit and watch a movie at home. You glance at the brochure lying on your desk, which was handed to you in the store. The brochure says that attacks of Alternates on people have become more frequent, but you are don't panic. Suddenly you hear the doorbell ring and go to the front door. You hear a voice outside the door, "Hey, man, it's me, your neighbor Mike, can I borrow your VCR?" After agreeing, you begin to open the door. As soon as you unlock the last lock, something knocks out the door with terrible force. You're lying on the floor. Looking up, you see a creature with gray skin and an unnaturally long neck, it's Alternate. She slams the door. "Hush," she whispers, "I won't hurt you," it gets down on she knees and starts taking off your pants.

She giggles, leaning over you. "Don't worry, human," she whispers in a raspy voice. Her face is completely black with no nose or mouth, and her huge gray eyes seem to pierce right through you. "I'm just here for some fun." She takes your member in hand, squeezing it gently as she begins to stroke up and down. "Now be a good boy and enjoy the ride."

She leans down even closer, her breath hot against your neck. "I told you not to make any noise," she hisses menacingly. Her other hand moves down to squeeze one of your sensitive nipples, causing you to gasp. "You want me to be gentle?" she whispers, sounding amused. "Or maybe you'd rather I rough you up a bit?" She begins pumping your member faster and harder, her long fingers making deep grooves in the skin. You feel yourself starting to get worked up against your will, but refuse to let out any noise as she continues to pleasure you with her strong, relentless hand.

She grins, her black lips spreading wide across her face. "I knew you'd be fun," she purrs as your cock throbs in response to her touch. Her other hand still pinches at your nipple, rolling it roughly between her fingers. The sensation is almost too much for you to bear. But still, you remain silent, struggling against the overwhelming pleasure she's forcing upon you. She begins to squeeze and massage your cock faster and harder, her grip so tight that it feels like it could snap at any moment. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to release, but somehow you know that letting out even a single moan will only make her angrier...

She smiles, her black eyes narrowing in on you. "Good boy," she whispers appreciatively as you start to hold back your seed. "Now show me what a good little fucktoy you can be." With one swift motion, she pulls off your shirt and tosses it aside before leaning forward again, her lips mere inches from yours. Her breath is hot against your skin, making goosebumps rise across your body.

"You like this, don't you?" she rasps, reaching up to caress one of your taut nipples through the fabric of your shirt. "Well then, let me show you how much fun we can have together." She gently bites down on your nipple, hard enough to sting but not quite draw blood, before moving her attention back down between your legs where she continues to expertly stroke and massage your engorged member.

As she continues to pleasure you, her strength and skill begin to overcome your resistance. You feel yourself starting to lose control, helpless against the sensations coursing through your body. Your hips buck up involuntarily into each hard thrust of her hand, desperate for release. The knowledge that this is an alien creature controlling you only serves to heighten the experience, making it all the more depraved and thrilling.