All I Wanted Was To Become A Scientist But Now I've Got An Alien Boyfriend (Bubble Babes #2)

by Petra Palerno

To all my fellow horny weirdos, this one is for you.

PS: Try not to get too much cheese dust on the book.

There’s no worse feeling than being excited to share something you think is cool and be met with bored or annoyed faces.

Fucking this

“Jesus, Katie, read the fucking room. First, sex work is real work. Second, we were all space strippers. Just because you were still in cryo when your ship was rescued doesn’t make you better than the rest of us bubble babes,” Camille corrects.

I had been accommodating the way the rest of the world thought and interacted my entire fucking life. Would it kill anyone to accommodate me?

“Maybe I’ll ask him to sniff me,” Sarah says, her eyes almost going heart-shaped as Seth leans in the doorframe, his hand on the door’s header.

👁️👄👁️

This situation brings up the thought of Dr. Ian Malcolm from the Jurassic Park movie, the whole “life finding a way” thing.

“No, science is sexy, Seth,” she huffs at me, not amused.

“Sorry, your eyes reminded me of the chapel stone for a moment…the green is a very specific color. It's thought to be one of the most beautiful colors in the universe,”

“Gra’eth, what if I just want you to find something to do so I can diddle myself?” Jessy frowns.

💀

“I appreciate how we can be upfront roomie”—I hate that word—“I can do the same sometime too, if you need to let off some steam.”

Ugh I love her

Shutting the door gently behind me, I remove my jacket, ball it up, and scream into it. After my incredibly mature outburst,

Good men don’t spy on beautiful women, I think to myself. Good thing I’m not a good male—I’m an attorney.

“I would stay there for days if that’s what it took. There’s no place I’d rather be than between those speckled thighs.”

“Earthmen sound like f’teeing children. You’re in pain monthly to continue your species, and they feel the need to complain? Are they as weak in form as they are in their constitutions?”

That’s exactly about two seconds before I attempt a running start, twist my ankle on the wet platform, and totally beef it. My head enters the water first, and the rest of my body slides off the platform like a drunk sea lion.

“Tie me down," I tell her. "Seth, I thought you weren't into that hierarchy play?" She cocks a brow, and I can see her trying to figure out if I’m joking or not. "I said I didn't want to hurt my partner. I didn't know I wanted you to control me completely."

Sweet baby Jesus 😍

Here I am, naked and horny, in front of an alien with a rock-hard cock that I’ve tied to a bed. Sometimes it’s amazing the twists and turns your life takes.

👽🍆

“Yes, blow job me, Jessy.”

I want to milk my big gray alien boyfriend dry.

My…cunt. I’ve never had a sexual partner refer to my pussy as my cunt. It feels primal, maybe a bit degrading…but I fucking love it.

“Please, untie me,” he begs, “so that I can kneel before the altar of your awe-inspiring cunt. Let me feast on its perfection.”

“I want to lick your cunt until you scream my name. I want to push you deeper into ecstasy than you’ve ever been before. I want to claim you with my tongue and let your juices run down my chin.” He breathes. “But most of all, I want you to be happy. Happy with me, yourself, and what we’re doing now. So if you want this to stop here, it will.”

“Look at me.” Jessy points her pointer and middle fingers at her eyes. “I’m no one’s fucking human. I’m Jessy Whitley, and those”—she points to the ship’s wreckage—“those are my girls. So, how are we going to help them?”

“It’s all fun and games now, but you won’t be laughing if my skin peels off,” she says offhandedly. “Yeah sure, as if your skin would actually peel off…” “Better be nice to me while I still have skin.” Her face is completely deadpan before she turns and heads back toward the landing platforms. “Wait, it doesn’t, does it?” I am left unanswered and concerned.

“You’re like an alien Eagle Scout, right?”

“I have no idea what I have in common with a bird,”

I would make an amazing sea cucumber,

“You are my entire reason for existence.” He throws his head back. “You are my home. I am a shell without you, and I will keep you safe until my dying breath!”

Sometimes it’s nice to get bred without actually having to breed, ya know?