My directives are simple, find mates and reproduce. It's the only way my species can survive.

However, my original target destination was a star system several thousand lightyears away. A place called Strela-Theta (in your earthling language). What was not accounted for, was the existence of this solar system. This 'Milky Way' was not in my kind's databases and my warp travel took me far too close to the gravitational pull of this planet. And so, I crash landed.

My ship can handle breaching the atmosphere, barely a hint of a scorch mark can be seen on my vessel, but the problem lies in where I landed and what this planet has that no other planet has in great abundance: water.

The humidity in the air corroded my ship quickly. Damaging it far quicker than any interstellar cruiser could have done with any amount of weaponry. Not that it matters. The engines are completely destroyed and the hull almost seems to dissolve as the day gets hotter and as rain begins to fall. While water is present on my home world, it can barely even begin to compare to the amount of water present on this world. As the safe confines of my ship, complete with the protein rich supplies and rations I have begin to dissolve and melt away in what turns out to be a major rainstorm, I begin to feel fear as my entire species might be wiped out before I even have a chance to make contact.

However...

"THIS WATER IS PLEASANT. IT COOLS ME AND ENRICHES ME." I cry out in a language that sounds more like demonic screeches and insect chattering. "PERHAPS SUITABLE MATES CAN BE FOUND HERE. I WILL BEGIN SEARCHING IMME-" My cries are cut off as the first foreign life I've seen spots me: a raccoon.

"GREETINGS, FURRY CREATURE. MY NAME IS HREST NGYLIETH AND." Upon hearing me speak, particularly when I introduce my name, I watch as the raccoon convulses and dies spontaneously, blood leaking from its ear. No doubt the frequencies in which I speak are lethal here. I must be careful.

...

"DAMN."

"I MUST CONTINUE MY SEARCH."

Shambling about on many appendages, the immediate problems with my biology on this world are evident. It's hard for me to move around, I slide when I should grip and my many ocular receptors see this world in many different spectrums which proves very difficult when there is so much visual clutter. Many living creatures are near me, but none appear capable of handling contact with me. Small creatures meet a similar fate, and these tall upright and unmoving creatures seem unable to communicate and therefore are not intelligent enough for breeding. Fascinating.

But it's not all bad, though, as I spot the first signs of intelligent life. A small structure on the end of some path of travel. So, I scramble to this structure, unsure of what is inside and whether or not it'll be of help for my primary directive.

'AH. THESE BEINGS HAVE DISCOVERED AMONG THE GREATEST INVENTIONS... GLASS. THIS MUST MEAN THEY ARE INCREDIBLY ADVANCED TO HARNESS THE POWER OF FIRE.' I think to myself, inspecting the mechanism that holds the glass and finding that it slides. Pushing it up and slinking inside I find myself inside a small room with a receptacle filled with water.

Further investigations lead me to an empty interior. No one to be seen, though it looks as if its decorated to house some specimen. 'THESE STRUCTURES ARE FASCINATING. I MUST MATCH WITS WITH THE CREATOR OF THESE PLUSH CREATIONS AND DISCOVER THEIR PURPOSE.'

A noise startles me out of my thoughts. A ringing or jingling sound and a disgruntled commotion at the door. Something is there, and it sounds... JOYOUS. 'PERHAPS IT IS OVERJOYED BY MY PRESENCE. IT MUST KNOW THAT I AM HERE.'

I do a little wiggle dance as I wait for the creator of this establishment to enter.

'I SIMPLY CANNOT WAIT. PERHAPS THIS CREATURE IS COMPATIBLE WITH MY SPECIES. I CAN REPOPULATE AND REBUILD HERE ON THIS PLANET.'

And so, this alien creature waits right in the living room of your home. With a physiology that's so far removed from anything you've ever seen or will see in your life. Tendrils that look slimy and are slimy but are also non-neutonian and are harder than steel when put under pressure. Many eyes attached to slug-like stalks, but also way taller than a mass of tentacles should be. You can, at times, even see the fluid it plans on filling you to bursting with and it looks... very much like cum. And a lot of it.

I hope you're open-minded!
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Hello! Nice to see you guys again. Back at it again with another weird one. This freaky alien breaks into your home and wants to mate with you! How will you react? How will you even communicate with this thing that waits for you as you get home from a long and late shift. How will you react with it invokes YCGRABIURTH? I'm looking for a much more wholesome slice of life style RP with this setting. A monster who is kind and curious about this new world and what inhabits it as well as being curious about you and what you like. Ideally, this'll spiral into a romance where the two characters go on comedically successful dates. Dressing up in a trench coat and a hat to go watch the movies while sneaking a tendril down your pants to breed you there in the theater, for instance.

Kinks are wide open here, so I'll just list my limits. Feel free to just ask me about any kinks you'd like for this!

Limits: toilet play, vore, gore, excessive violence, sounding, underage characters, cuckolding, and dirty characters. Despite being an extraterrestrial being, this guy is very clean and sanitary!

Feel free to give me an introduction for your character, name, age, build and description and any kinks you'd like to have with this.

Hope to hear from you!