"What if I show you?"

Caitlyn stands up. You take in the sight in front of you. She's tall, almost as tall as you - must be 5'10" or 11". Her long blonde hair falls in artful waves around her face - full lips in a half-smile, a cute button nose, and shining blue eyes. Her matching workout set hugs her curves in a way that's driving you crazy - toned abs exposed, her hips curving around her delicious ass, breasts pert and full.

"You're bold," she says. You smile at her and take a step closer. Just three feet between you now. "I like bold. What are you going to show me?"

You take two steps closer. Just a few inches between your faces now.

"I could make you feel like you've never felt before, Caitlyn."

She lets out a breathy sigh. You're grateful, again, for the perfectly-engineered body you've been given. Not only are you essentially at peak attractiveness, but you also secrete specially boosted pheromones that incite arousal far more than the typical human body.

"Big words," she says. "You think you're hot shit. How do I know if you can back it up?"

You take the final step closer. Her hair feels soft and luxurious in your hand. Your other hand goes to her hip, pulling her in. She melts into you as you bring your lips to hers.

The feeling is indescribable - the one downside of the Chosen body is your own insatiable horniness, and even just kissing Caitlyn fills your head with stars. Your lips part as you begin making out in earnest, one hand on the back of her head while the other roams her back and hip.

After a few minutes, Caitlyn pulls away, breathless.

"This is so crazy," she says, laughing. "Like we've said hi but really, I just met you. And you're twenty-seven. My roommates would never let it go if they heard."

Feeling bold, you pick her up. She squeals with surprise, but wraps her legs around you immediately.

"Looks like we'll just have to keep a secret, then," you say. The look on her face fills you with desire. You kiss her again.

You push Caitlyn down onto the couch and climb down on top of her, making out with the energy of a teenager. Her hands and yours are roaming all over each other's bodies. You leave her tits and pussy alone, though, only getting as bold as feeling her ass. She responds enthusiastically, grinding into you a bit and kissing you harder.

You and Caitlyn make out for probably twenty minutes, heat rising in your body. Your cock strains against your jeans, but you ignore it. As much as your body is screaming at you - take her! take her now! - you're sticking to your training as best you can. Leave her wanting more - otherwise she'll either react badly, or ask you to use a condom.

Eventually, though the passion continues to rise, you pull away, staring into her eyes until she breaks out of her trance.

"You're so beautiful," you say. She smiles, then laughs.

"I can't get over how crazy this is. God, I'm such a slut."

"Don't say that!" You pull away. Here's a chance to build some trust, deepen the relationship so you can come inside her later. "We can stop if you're uncomfortable. I just caught a vibe and let myself act on it, you know?"

"No, no, please don't stop. But maybe we stick to just making out?"

"Are you sure? I'd love to make you come," you say, staring right into her eyes.

"Ohmygod, you're too much. Frat boys are not like this, holy shit."

You raise an eyebrow and then dive in to kiss her some more, reveling in the softness of her lips and her touch. After a few moments, she pulls away again.

"Yes please," she says softly.

"What was that?" you tease.

"Don't be a dick! I, uh, I'd love you to do, you know, what you said."

I didn't think she'd be shy at this point, you think. You smile at her.

"I'll warn you though, Caitlyn. You're gonna want it again and again."

"Hmm, I'll be the judge of that," she says, but her blush and her grin betray her - she's turned on by your confidence. You kiss her again, hard, insistent, and run your hands down her body until you reach the waistband of her workout shorts. You pause there - a silent question. She lifts her hips slightly - a silent invitation.

You can barely control yourself as you peel off her shorts. The first pussy you're going to see in your career as a Chosen! Her thong (god bless college girls) is black, a contrast with her pale skin. You kiss down her body, lips pressing against her neck, her collarbone, her chest, both breasts, and down her stomach until you reach just above her pussy. You pull down her thong, revealing her sweet, pink flower. The scent is intoxicating.

The time for teasing has passed. You dive in, starting slow, licking her folds before focusing in on her clit. Her breathing gets shorter, more ragged, as you move your tongue. Then, time for one of your unfair alien advantages - you push your tongue into her pussy and it elongates, maybe two inches longer than a normal human tongue. She gasps and moans as you push into her before moving back up to her clit, circling lightly and then licking with slightly more ****.

Caitlyn moans, loud this time. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god... you're so good at this, what the fuck?"

A rumbling chuckle escapes, from deep in your chest. You're turning her into your little plaything, one lick at a time.

You speed up in time with her moans. She's getting closer - she's close - so close - her breathing shorter and shorter. You don't let up, giving her clit your full attention as she gasps and moans her way to the brink. With a burst of movement, you bring her over the edge and she comes, a loud moan filling the room followed by frenzied breaths.

"Holy shit. You-"

But you don't let her settle down. You keep going, alien tongue pushing into her again before you circle and lick her clit even more. She lets out a squeak. "What are you doing?"

You don't stop. More, more, more. Her sensitive clit, her sexy moans - you can barely think. All you can hold onto is the idea that if she comes again, she'll be putty in your hands next time. It's quicker this time, and as you bring her to her second orgasm she moans so loud it's almost a scream.

"OHMYGOD OHMYGOD OH MY GOD! Luke, what the fuck!"

You give her pussy one last lick before coming up, kissing up her stomach, her tits, her neck, and finally returning to her lips.

"Like I said," you say, staring into her eyes. "I can be pretty convincing."