(Brandon)

Two changes of clothes…check. Bug spray and sunscreen…check.

My phone vibrated twice. The first buzz was Marcus in the group text saying he was almost to my place. Marcus, John, Kayla, and I were going on a camping trip this weekend. Marcus and John were coworkers I'd gotten to be friends with.

The second buzz was a text from Kayla.

Ready to have some fun in the woods this weekend? Lots of private places if you're interested. ;)

Proposition for sex from Kayla…check.

Kayla was pretty, and we'd known each other since college. When she first asked if I wanted to sleep with her years ago, I asked if she wanted to go out on a date. She told me she was just looking for a fuck. I was more interested in finding a serious relationship, so nothing ever happened between us. Kayla liked to remind me the offer was still on the table from time to time. My phone buzzed for a third time. It was from Vivian.

Have fun on your trip this weekend. Let's dig into the Henderson pitch first thing Monday?

My heart raced and stopped at the same time and I read the message three times over. Vivian was a fascinating woman. I had a secret crush on her that I probably would never act on. Dating someone you work with can get messy. That didn't stop me from forgetting to breathe when I was around her.

Thanks! And that sounds good!

After I texted her back I heard Marcus honk his horn from the street. I made my way down to the street level and opened the door to the cab of Marcus's truck. Marcus loved the outdoors and had one of those trucks that was reinforced with, what I was sure to be, military grade bells and whistles. It was one of those trucks that could probably run over land mines and still not take any damage to the frame.

When I opened the cab door, Kayla's wide smile and wanting eyes greeted me. Marcus and John kept telling me I needed to tap that and bang her proper. They couldn't resist trying to get us to hook up. I slid in next to Kayla and put my backpack on the floorboard. Marcus looked at me from his rear view mirror.

"Hey Brando! Ready for a weekend away from the city!"

"You bet!"

I liked stargazing, and getting away from the light pollution was the best way to gaze at stars. John turned to face me and gestured with his eyes between me and Kayla. I gave him a straight face. Kayla seemed to receive his message loud and clear and put her hand on my thigh.

"We're gonna have so much fun…Brando."

She giggled at my given nickname that Marcus and John had picked out for me. They call me 'Brando' so much that I'm convinced they think it's my legal name at this point.

When we arrived we got our campsite and tents set up and broke out the s'mores making materials and beer. Marcus and John took their marshmallows barely touched by the fire, I liked mine golden brown, and Kayla was the kind of lunatic that wanted to have the marshmallow charred like a lava rock. Kayla took a bite of her s'more and stared at me smirking as she licked the goo from her lips.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! And you remember when Harold got fired and he stood on his desk stomping in protest!"

To be fair, I would have too.

We erupted into laughter thinking back to the great Harold firing of 2024. John took his phone out.

"I took a video of it! Check this out Kayla, our workplace is so wild."

We all gathered around John to watch. Kayla made sure to press her hips into my side. We roared with laughter watching Harold stomp on his desk. I noticed Vivian in the background of the video and I went silent. Her smooth hands were on her perfect hips and her captivating face was stern and disapproving. Vivian's face was always deep with expression. Her face held a thousand stories in it with each emotion.

Why does she have to be so perfect?

As night blushed across the sky and the stars came out, we all prepared for bed. I set up a chair outside my tent so I could watch the sky some more before I turned in. Kayla walked up to me and stopped suddenly, making her breasts jiggle under her tight shirt. I wondered if she did that on purpose.

"Night Brandon. If you get too cold, you know where to find me."

I smiled and looked at the ground. She smiled sweetly at me and fiddled with her fingers.

"I do indeed know where I can find you. Goodnight Kayla."

Her sweet smile wavered for a moment but she put effort into maintaining it. She reached out and touched my shoulder before retreating into her tent.

Kayla, if you just wanted an actual relationship instead of a hookup, history might have been different.

I took out my phone and pointed it to the sky. I liked to be ready in case any shooting stars or other celestial coolness happened. On my phone screen I watched a point of light appear and move. It was moving slowly, too slow to be a shooting star to satellite. I moved my phone and looked with my eyes. The point of light turned into a streak and flew over the campsite. It was silent and left behind an orange tail of material that quickly disappeared.

Was that a plane? Holy shit it landed in the woods!

There was no fire, smoke, or explosion. That ruled out a plane crash or meteor strike. I raced to the nearest trail that led in the direction where the object had fallen. At a certain point the trail curved the other way.

I'm going to have to go off trail.

I turned on my phone's flashlight and carefully stepped through grass and bushes and maneuvered around the dense trees. I walked for fifteen minutes. A pulsing glow emanated through the foliage in front of me. I pushed some branches aside and gasped. It was a spherical metal pod, about the size of an SUV. As I gazed at it and my heart raced, the side of the pod opened. Inside the pod was a basketball sized creature, standing on six tentacles. It looked similar to a jelly fish. I didn't feel fear, but instead felt strangely calm.

Hello Brandon.

It didn't speak from a mouth. I don't think it had a mouth. Its words echoed in my mind.

"Um…how did you know my name? Who…what are you?"

I don't think you humans have a name for me. For now you can call me Ulnak.

I stepped closer to Ulnak and the pod, peering in at the flashing lights inside.

"Why are you here Ulnak? And why am I being so nonchalant about this? You're a fucking alien!"

My species has the ability to mentally calm the minds of others. And you…are the reason I'm here.

I pointed at myself.

"That's impossible. We just met."

I've been observing you, Brandon. You're lonely, and you have a woman stuck to the inside of your heart.

"Inside of my heart?"

Apologies, I haven't learned the English language fully just yet, it's one of the more mind numbing languages to master.

"I know right? I mean, beard and heard should at least sound the same—"

There's a woman you want to mate with, and put your body close to afterwards. Vivian.

The mere mention of Vivian made my spine shiver and think of her beautiful eyes. I swallowed and walked slowly towards Ulnak. In addition to having no mouth, he had no ears or eyes either. His tentacles were about four feet long and smooth.

"What does my crush on Vivian have to do with you?"

I'm going to make you a deal. My species comes to Earth to bond with humans and breed. When we breed with humans, the gestation period is extremely quick. We haven't figured out why; we're looking into it.

I stood there blinking at Ulnak. I didn't know quite how to respond to that.

My deal is this, Brandon: allow me to bond with you and I'll change your body chemistry and give you the courage to court Vivian.

"And what happens if Vivian doesn't reciprocate the feelings I have for her?"

Then we would pursue a mate who does reciprocate feelings.

"We? What do you mean, we?"

Ulnak ignored my question and kept talking in my mind.

My species can only breed with willing mates. You must obtain consent before mating or breeding after we've bonded.

I nodded, tilting my head.

"You're a very forward-thinking bunch of aliens, Ulnak."

Ulnak just stood there and…stared at me. I was just guessing. He had no eyes so he could be looking the opposite direction for all I knew.

"So your deal is that I let you bond with me, and in exchange you give me the courage to pursue Vivian, and you get an eventual…clutch, litter, um, babies?"

Yes. But I caution you: after I bond with you, the physiological changes to your body will be permanent.

I took out my phone and opened the last message from Vivian. I smiled just seeing her name. I put my phone back in my pocket and pointed at Ulnak.

"You know what, screw it. I'm tired of being lonely and not having the guts to get out there and find my soul mate. I'm tired…of being lonely. I accept your deal."

Ulnak made a hissing sound and shot at me like a bullet. His round body hit my chest so hard I fell backward. His tentacles wrapped around my chest and shoulders and his body…sank into mine. A burning sensation a million times worse than the most horrible heartburn hit me like a truck.

"Argh! What the fuck is this!?"

Don't worry, Brandon. We're both going to get what we want in the end.

Then I blacked out.

When I came back to consciousness I was walking back to the trail that led to the campsite.

I blacked out. How am I walking?

My legs became jelly and wobbled, sending me to the ground. It was as if they heard the question in my thoughts and were like 'oh yeah, you're not supposed to be walking'. My chest burned and ached. And for some reason my nuts felt swollen.

Did Ulnak kick me in the balls as well? Shit.

My legs stopped trembling enough for me to stand and continue to the trail. When I got to the trail, my head started to feel light.

Just a few more minutes and I can lie down and sleep.

As I rounded the corner of the trail leading to the campsite, I saw Kayla sitting outside my tent. She smiled and stood when she saw me.

"Brandon, where did you go? I was going to see if you wanted to watch stupid videos with me before you turned in for the night, but you weren't in your tent."

Without realizing it, I had walked so close to her that the tip of our shoes touched. Kayla's chest heaved with deep breaths and my eyes found their way to her cleavage.

Damn, she smells good. Even after sweating and camping in the wilderness she smells good. Why am I staring at her?

My hands grabbed her hips, she smirked and leaned into my grip.

"Yeah sorry I was…peeing, and stargazing and stuff."

She giggled and put her hands on mine. My heart started to pound in my chest.

That smell. It's not perfume or shampoo. It's not deodorant. Why does she smell like that? Am I having a stroke and a heart attack at the same time?

"Peeing and stargazing? I hope not at the same time, that would get messy."

Her fingers stroked the top of my hands. My grip on her luscious, sexy fucking hips tightened.

Whoa, hey my cock is getting big. Why am I holding her like this? Why do I want to fuck her? Oh shit, I want to fuck her. Why do I want to suddenly fuck her? Don't care, I really want to fuck her.

My hands move from her hips to her butt cheeks and squeezed. Kayla let out a moaning puff of air.

"Well hey there…is someone rethinking my offer?"

"Yeah. If you wanna fuck, let's fuck."

I pulled her to me by her butt cheeks. My mouth crashed into hers. The taste of the s'mores from earlier coated my tongue. I pushed her toward my tent and her arms locked around my neck.

"Oh! Brandon!"

She giggled and moaned into my mouth as our tongues wrestled.

"I'm glad…you came around."

That smell again. It's her pussy. God I want it on my face and my balls right now. Why am I smelling her pussy so strongly?

I put Kayla onto my sleeping bag and crawled on top of her, kissing her neck and nibbling her ear. Her skin tasted like sweat and sunscreen but I licked her like it tasted like candy and chocolate.

Ulnak. The bonding. Am I some sexual super hero now?

My hips parted her legs and I dry humped her with my giant…very giant bulge under my jeans. Seriously why do my cock and balls feel so large?

"Brandon…fuck…"

Our hands and arms flailed around wildly in the darkness. She took my shirt off and I took her jeans off. I grabbed the waistband of her panties and threw them off of her legs. The smell of her pussy hit my senses in full force now. I dove my face between her legs and the taste of salt and tang coated my tongue. My lips found her clit and sucked on it lightly.

"Kayla…god you taste so good…"

My comment was met with screaming moans.

She's being loud. We don't care. Let her be loud. We? Her pussy, I could lick it for hours. I need to mate with her now.

I sat up and felt around until I felt Kayla's shirt. I grabbed a fistful and lifted her to me, and kissed her savagely.

My cocks are coming to life. Cocks? Like more than one? Why do I have…four cocks suddenly? Tentacles. He gave me tentacles…tentacle cocks.

My tentacles writhed up through the top of my jeans and moved on their own to unzip my fly and unbutton my jeans. Two tentacles grabbed Kayla's waist and flipped her over on her hands and knees.

"Yeah Brandon, put me how you want me!"

My hips bucked forward and I felt one of the tentacles enter Kayla's silky folds. Another reached under her and flicked and slapped her clit. Cooing hums reverberated from Kayla's throat.

"Mmmmm. Yeah. Mmmmm."

Yes, the smell of her pussy belongs on my cocks. Cocks, ha, I'll never get over that. Oh hey, the tentacles can expand, that's…oh that's tight.

"Ah! Oh! Brandon! God! Your cock just got even bigger!"

Kayla's voice came out as ragged, screaming whispers.

These tentacles are like three feet long. And there's four of them!

The two tentacles not being used slithered under Kayla and unbuttoned her shirt. When her breasts were freed, the tentacles caressed her mounds.

"Oh damn Brando, going for my tits huh? You can have them if you keep…fucking me…just like…that!"

Do my tentacles have…slits on the end of them. Oh…that's nice…they can use the slits to pinch her nipples.

"OH! Brandon that feels great!"

I felt Kayla's intoxicating pussy quiver as I filled her with my tentacle, and played with her clit and nipples.

Her breathing is increasing, her heart rate is peaking. Her pussy…feels great. It's quivering. It's ready to climax.

"Oh god! Oh fuck! Right there! AHHH!"

I will cum in her, but she does not receive any eggs. The eggs are for my chosen mate. Why am I talking so damn weirdly?

The tentacle in her pussy squirted several pulses of hot, oil-like fluid.

"Brandon! Fuck. Yes. Mmmm that's a lot of cum. Your balls must have been overflowing!"

So much shot into her that it leaked out with a wet splashing sound when my tentacle pulled out of her. I fell to my sleeping bag and Kayla collapsed onto my chest. She was breathing hard, cooling the patches of sweat on my chest. My tentacles shrank into my crotch and formed into my cock and balls again.

Ah, good ol' normal cock and balls. good to have you back.

"God, Brandon, how are you single when you can fuck like that?"

Well, for starters, I never had four tentacle dicks coming out of my crotch before.