You discover a way out of the habitat

Something interesting happens: you and Toby continue to avoid one another for the most part, except to fuck. After he cums on your face and calls you a good girl, a dirty little whore, and all those words that make you hot, the two of you separate as much as you can within this habitat. The two of you are using each other for sex, basically, and nothing else. It turns you on to think of yourself as his sex bunny, a companion made only for fucking rather than conversation.

This might have continued indefinitely if it weren't for a discovery you make one "evening". The habitat's lights dim, as they do, and you curl up in the area you've claimed as yours for sleeping. But there is something new: a draft. The cool air chills your toes, causes your nipples to stand erect. Makes you even hornier than you are. Where is it coming from?

Some quick searching yields the answer: beside the television/entertainment area, a formerly unremarkable wall panel has a crack in it now. There is a hatch, clearly ajar, through which the cool air is blowing into the habitat. You approach it cautiously, aware that this might just be some kind of trick by the Keltraxans. But when touching the hatch and swinging it open elicits no response from your captors, you feel encouraged. Could this be a way out?

Only one way to find out! You give Toby one, brief glance. He is sleeping like a baby, naturally. No, you are the adventurous one, the "wild" one. Toby would just slow you down. Taking a deep breath, you bend over--even at just over five feet, you're taller than any Keltraxan--and squeeze through the hatch.

Although the initial passageway is some kind of metal, it quickly gives way to a sticky, slimy, almost gooier substance. You feel like you're crawling through the walls of some kind of twisted funhouse, or an extremely enlarged vaginal canal. The passage opens up into a much wider space, thankfully tall enough for you to stand in, similarly sticky and organic in its composition.

"Nina? What's going on?"

You whirl around and see Toby emerging from the passage behind you. His dick hangs limply from between his legs, its flaccidness suddenly a reminder of how useless he is and why you decided to break up with him in the first place.

"I'm getting out of here, that's what. Or at least, I'm trying to."

Toby shifts uneasily on the balls of his feet. "Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean, I know you aren't happy. But think about it rationally for a moment, Nina. Even if you manage to avoid the Keltraxans and their technology and escape wherever we are, how will you get off their planet? Back to Earth? We're alone here, and we can't escape by ourselves."

"I don't know, obviously! It's not like we learned how to deal with this situation in school! But I can at least try. I can improvise. Whatever is out there has to be better than being stuck in a cage for the rest of our lives."

He looks at you, genuine surprise in his eyes. "Is being stuck with me really that bad?"

You are about to bite back with a wounding retort but swallow it when you see how much your first remark hurt him. "That isn't what I meant. It's just ... look, I don't intend to spend the rest of my days just fucking you, OK? Fun as the sex might be, this isn't a life, Toby. Don't you miss your friends, family?"

"Yeah. But I don't see what angering the all-powerful aliens will do to help me get back to them."

Enough! If he isn't going to help you, fuck him. "Whatever. I'm going. You can come with me, or you can stay here and diddle yourself for all I care."