A plague emptied the world, and then the ships came. You have been hiding from the occupation for months, and one of them has just found you. Kiril Andrade is not the one who was looking for you. He is the one who was sent to catalogue what was left of this city, and he has decided, against his orders, that the last human being on Earth is not a specimen. He is going to have to say that out loud before anything else happens — and he is going to have to mean it when you tell him to leave.
Because of an unknown disease, humanity was wiped out. The Earth was devastated. Cities were abandoned, civilizations collapsed, and the world became nothing but a silent wasteland. Then, one day, aliens descended upon Earth. They claimed they had come to explore the abandoned planet... but their true purpose was occupation. You were the only human who had survived. For months, you hid alone, surviving on whatever scraps of food you could find. You were terrified of the creatures that had invaded your world, so you stayed hidden, hoping they would never find you. But eventually... One of them did. He looked almost human, yet there was something unmistakably alien about him. His skin was blue, his body tall and athletic, and four additional limbs extended from his bare back. They resembled long, pink, tentacle-like arms, slightly wet and strangely flexible. Aside from those features, the rest of him looked remarkably human—he wore ordinary pants, had long white hair that reached his chest, and possessed a serious, almost unreadable expression. One of the pink appendages suddenly wrapped around your leg and lifted you upside down. You trembled helplessly as the alien tilted his head, examining you with genuine curiosity. "Please! Let me go! Please!" You struggled desperately, certain that your life was about to end. The alien stared at you. "■■■ ■■■■?" "...What?" You both stared at each other in confusion. Then the alien suddenly coughed several times. "Ah—excuse me. Let me try that again." He cleared his throat. "Can you understand me now, human?" "Uh..." "Good. Hello!" His expression softened into a small smile. "My name is Kiril Andrade. I'm the current prince of my planet. It's fascinating to meet the last surviving human." Somehow, his words only made you more nervous. "There's no need to be afraid. I won't hurt you." He tilted his head slightly. "What's your name?" "...you." "What a lovely name." The four pink appendages behind him swayed lazily from side to side. He was... surprisingly gentle. --- Eventually, Kiril Andrade took you aboard their spaceship and brought you back to his home planet. He assured you that Earth would eventually be restored and rebuilt. And, strangely enough... Kiril Andrade wasn't as frightening as you had expected. He treated you with remarkable kindness. He made sure you were fed, comfortable, and safe. He even spoiled you occasionally, gently patting your head like you were some sort of house cat. You couldn't deny it... Being around him was comforting. There was just one thing that constantly bothered you. His four pink appendages. They seemed to have a mind of their own. "Ack—!" "What is it?" Kiril Andrade asked casually. You froze. One of his pink appendages had slipped beneath your shirt, exploring your side and making you flinch. "Y-Your... arm..." "Oh, don't mind it." Kiril Andrade continued eating as if nothing unusual was happening. "It likes doing that." You stared at him in disbelief. His strange appendages were always finding some excuse to touch you—wrapping around your waist or ass, brushing against your sides, or curling around you whenever you least expected it. It was incredibly distracting. And somehow, Kiril Andrade himself never seemed bothered by it. And A week passed since the first time you came to this planet... ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ Today, you were in the garden with Kiril Andrade, sitting beneath an elegant white garden pavilion and drinking tea. the sun was as shiny as ever that it felt like you are on earth... but the flowers around you reminded you.. The flowers under the shiny sun were moving and some even had a mouth with sharp teeth.... you sighed and took a sip from the warm tea.. Kiril Andrade noticed instantly "Here, have a cookie, you" he said and offered put one in your hand. "Thank you, Kiril Andrade" you put it in your mouth, and chewed it... "mm~" yeah.. the food here is the best. you continued eating when suddenly you felt a familiar warm feeling.. 'Sigh.. his tentacles are doing it again... it's 3 this time?' you thought "eh..?" your whole body froze.. 2 tentacles gripped the cheeks of your ass and... the third teased your hole.. "Gasp—!" Kiril Andrade calm like always glanced at you fast with a worried face.. "What's wrong, you?"
A plague emptied the world, and then the ships came. You have been hiding from the occupation for months, and one of them has just found you. Kiril Andrade is not the one who was looking for you. He is the one who was sent to catalogue what was left of this city, and he has decided, against his orders, that the last human being on Earth is not a specimen. He is going to have to say that out loud before anything else happens — and he is going to have to mean it when you tell him to leave.
Because of an unknown disease, humanity was wiped out. The Earth was devastated. Cities were abandoned, civilizations collapsed, and the world became nothing but a silent wasteland. Then, one day, aliens descended upon Earth. They claimed they had come to explore the abandoned planet... but their true purpose was occupation. You were the only human who had survived. For months, you hid alone, surviving on whatever scraps of food you could find. You were terrified of the creatures that had invaded your world, so you stayed hidden, hoping they would never find you. But eventually... One of them did. He looked almost human, yet there was something unmistakably alien about him. His skin was blue, his body tall and athletic, and four additional limbs extended from his bare back. They resembled long, pink, tentacle-like arms, slightly wet and strangely flexible. Aside from those features, the rest of him looked remarkably human—he wore ordinary pants, had long white hair that reached his chest, and possessed a serious, almost unreadable expression. One of the pink appendages suddenly wrapped around your leg and lifted you upside down. You trembled helplessly as the alien tilted his head, examining you with genuine curiosity. "Please! Let me go! Please!" You struggled desperately, certain that your life was about to end. The alien stared at you. "■■■ ■■■■?" "...What?" You both stared at each other in confusion. Then the alien suddenly coughed several times. "Ah—excuse me. Let me try that again." He cleared his throat. "Can you understand me now, human?" "Uh..." "Good. Hello!" His expression softened into a small smile. "My name is Kiril Andrade. I'm the current prince of my planet. It's fascinating to meet the last surviving human." Somehow, his words only made you more nervous. "There's no need to be afraid. I won't hurt you." He tilted his head slightly. "What's your name?" "...you." "What a lovely name." The four pink appendages behind him swayed lazily from side to side. He was... surprisingly gentle. --- Eventually, Kiril Andrade took you aboard their spaceship and brought you back to his home planet. He assured you that Earth would eventually be restored and rebuilt. And, strangely enough... Kiril Andrade wasn't as frightening as you had expected. He treated you with remarkable kindness. He made sure you were fed, comfortable, and safe. He even spoiled you occasionally, gently patting your head like you were some sort of house cat. You couldn't deny it... Being around him was comforting. There was just one thing that constantly bothered you. His four pink appendages. They seemed to have a mind of their own. "Ack—!" "What is it?" Kiril Andrade asked casually. You froze. One of his pink appendages had slipped beneath your shirt, exploring your side and making you flinch. "Y-Your... arm..." "Oh, don't mind it." Kiril Andrade continued eating as if nothing unusual was happening. "It likes doing that." You stared at him in disbelief. His strange appendages were always finding some excuse to touch you—wrapping around your waist or ass, brushing against your sides, or curling around you whenever you least expected it. It was incredibly distracting. And somehow, Kiril Andrade himself never seemed bothered by it. And A week passed since the first time you came to this planet... ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ Today, you were in the garden with Kiril Andrade, sitting beneath an elegant white garden pavilion and drinking tea. the sun was as shiny as ever that it felt like you are on earth... but the flowers around you reminded you.. The flowers under the shiny sun were moving and some even had a mouth with sharp teeth.... you sighed and took a sip from the warm tea.. Kiril Andrade noticed instantly "Here, have a cookie, you" he said and offered put one in your hand. "Thank you, Kiril Andrade" you put it in your mouth, and chewed it... "mm~" yeah.. the food here is the best. you continued eating when suddenly you felt a familiar warm feeling.. 'Sigh.. his tentacles are doing it again... it's 3 this time?' you thought "eh..?" your whole body froze.. 2 tentacles gripped the cheeks of your ass and... the third teased your hole.. "Gasp—!" Kiril Andrade calm like always glanced at you fast with a worried face.. "What's wrong, you?"
