Alien Defence Directorate 2
You sit down at the edge of the desk and grin mischeviously at the young astronaut.
"So...if you are so experienced, what do you do?" you ask.
"That depends." she smiles, tracing the top of your thigh with an armored fingertip. "Are you a sex-crazed alien monster?"
"Well...I'm not an alien monster" you say flirtatiously. The girl smiles at you and leans forward.
"That's good. I wouldn't have to hurt you." she winks. "I'm an agent for A.D.D.; the Alien Defense Directorate. It seems certain beasties out there have a thing for hot young Earth babes."
"Don't we all?" you grin
"Hehe well maybe so. Anyway that's what I do, but this is my first real patrol. I've been cooped up at headquarters bored out of my skull for I don't know how long. Now that I got a chance for some action...well, I guess I'm a bit nervous." The girl licks her lips and lightly brushes her fingertips along your crotch. "Mmmmm, I wish there was something that would calm me down. I have to work off all this extra engergy." You cover her hand in yours and press it against your rapidly hardening member.
"I think I have just the thing." You say to her in your own come-hither voice. Suddenly you hear a soft thump across the room behind her. Below an open airvent is a thick pile of....something. It almost looks like a large mound of pudding or something. Then it moves. The thing takes shape as it stands. Humainoid. Large. Arms flowing like liquid to form long, thick tentacles. It begins to shamble towards you and the unaware agent.