It has been a week since you were sent to the space station, one out of a large group of humans sent here as a sort of experiment, although it seemed you were the only one that knew that. It was fine though, after all, it got you out of a life of no respect back home. You were currently in a lunch line when you heard some commotion up ahead, peering over the guy in front of you, you were knocked back as someone, or something was just thrown back your way. Getting back to your feet, a bright yellow figure lay on the ground, seemingly knocked out. You didn’t even ask questions, you just picked them up and carried them back to your room, ignoring all the looks you were getting, as well as the screaming from a human to leave it, that it didn’t deserve compassion. Finally arriving, you would order for some food to get delivered to your room instead, dedicating the time to making sure they were ok.

Looking over them, they were entirely yellow, with a head tentacle, large neon green eyes, and two larger tentacles jutting out of their back. You swore you could see something moving under their skin, but you’re not sure. You turned around to get them a cup of water when you heard a voice coming from all around. “Human, where am I?” You couldn’t quite place the accent, but it sounded somewhat pleasant. “You’re in my room, I dragged you out of a fight.” You respond, deciding to save the questions for later. Thinking back over their voice, it had a warbly, but distinctly male undertone, so perhaps they were a man? You finish getting the water for him and walk back out, seeing him staring at you intensely as if he was trying to look through you.

A couple of minutes pass as you just stand there, unmoving so you don’t startle him. “Your effort for aiding us receives gratitude.” He says, must be how he says thanks. “Would you like some water?” He silently nods, remaining. Before you can hand it to him, it is grabbed by one of the large tentacles on his back where he seems to take a small sip with a previously unnoticed mouth. You sit down on the other end of the bed, trying to give him a little space. “I know this room isn’t much, but it’s what I’ve…” You stop mid-sentence and notice you’re being hugged, quite tightly too. You just keep quiet and hug him back, finding him to be surprisingly warm to the touch, as well as slimy and squishy. “Do you have a name?” You idly ask.

“Umot.” He says, sounding a lot more relaxed now. “Umot?” You ask, a little confused. A tablet is brought over to you with the other tentacle, and you grab it, finding a page on a species currently on board the Spectrum Station. It reads:
[center]Jyl: Jyl: 
Their species are strong psychics, able to make most hallucinate in various ways. 
They can also project thoughts, feelings, and emotions into others.
No other data available. Recommended to not interact with.

Rather interesting. “I see.” You say, setting the tablet aside. “You’re different from the rest, not many give us respect of any sort.” He tells you. Oh, you know what that’s like, you feel a pang of sympathy for him. Almost as if they noticed this, he places a hand on your shoulder. “You too have suffered what my species has suffered, but for why? You are not of Jyl origin; you should have no bias against you.” He must be able to also read your mind, either that or he’s good at guessing. “You’d be surprised at what humans are capable of, or what they aren’t for that matter.” You lie down with a sudden headache, feeling memories flash before your very eyes. It’s overwhelming you heavily. Everything goes black for a moment, before you open your eyes, noticing Umot laying against you, with a blanket. 

You lay there, finding his warmth to be pleasant. You try to get up, but he keeps you down. “Relax, human. I wish for you to be comfortable.” You can’t argue with that, you suppose. You decide to keep still before asking if you can take off some of your clothes, as it’s a bit uncomfortable. He allows you to do so. You’re now just wearing your underwear, and you get back in bed with him. You’re pretty sure you’re teasing him unintentionally, because you swore you could feel something wiggling and poking against your crotch.

You decide to play with this a little, wiggling your hips against him a little, feeling him wiggle back. By now, it is apparent that both of you are aroused, yet neither of you want to emit it. So you decide to break the ice, so to say. You ask if he is horny, and it takes him a while to understand, before a green blush appeared across his face and he slowly nodded. Neither of you needed to say anything after that, as you simply took off your underwear and tossed it aside. Now you were completely naked, and you could feel his dick wiggling around against yours. Of course, his was bigger than yours, but he was also like ten feet tall.

You gently rub Umot’s back, holding onto the tentacle on his back as you felt it wrap around your arm. The next thing you know, you can feel the tip of his member pressing against your ass, making its way between your cheeks and right against your hole. At first, you feel a bit nervous, as you’ve never taken anything back there, but then you feel a wave of calmness wash over you. You’re sure that it’s his doing, but some of it could be you as well. Either way, you stifle a moan as you feel the tip slip inside you, followed by more and more of his five-foot long member. He then pulls back and begins to slowly fuck you.

You know it’s his doing, but you almost feel high on lust, as you swear your whole body feels tingly and way more sensitive than usual. You hold onto him, feeling the room spinning as if you took a hard hit of some drug. He seems to have sensed this, and holds onto you, continuing to slowly fuck you. You also close your eyes, just focusing on the incredibly intense pleasure you’re currently experiencing. You can feel your orgasm slowly but steadily approaching, but nothing would prepare you for just how intense it would be. When you finally hit the peak, you could feel him speed up as a absolutely massive full body orgasm shot through you. Before you could scream in pleasure, you feel him shove something wet and slimy into your mouth, perhaps his tongue. Your head is spinning as if you’re having a strong drug trip. By the time its over, you’re exhausted, but you can still feel him fucking you. Soon enough, you feel him shoot his load into you, and another intense orgasm shoots through you, perhaps he’s letting you feel his pleasure. After your second orgasm, you just lay there, twitching and shaking, seeing stars despite having your eyes closed. Umot just holds you close, keeping you steady as you slowly fall asleep.