Monster Diversity Hire

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Plot LOL: Caleb hires Vengar The ‘Ravager’ As part of a progressive Monster inclusivity Program.

It backfires in the best way possible…

1PM…

“We are pleased to have You on the team mister Vengar! Here, take a seat” Caleb, the blond freckled 30 something techie said.

The large Alien beast plopped down to the soft black couch, legs spread and extremities covered only by a damp loincloth that left little to the imagination. The respect for the office setting completely null to the lion headed monstrosity. He stood the same height as Caleb was, even sitting down. He towered over the employees. All of whom he despised, namely, for pampering and treating him as though he were some endangered species who needed saving every time they talked to him. As though the various scarring across his chest from Gladiatorial Slave Prison Battles and the giant frilled fuck-off mane he sported didn’t spell it out enough.

See, they didn’t view Vengar as a respectable man with his own demons and a fair share of battles won. More like a giant pet, an idol that they Bowed down to every chance they got. The room would grow cold and silent every time he walked in, and he was sure at least a few employees had a thing for Xenos like him. And given the reputation of western American humans in recent years? He shuddered to think of the search histories. Or lack thereof.

He had grown tired of the pompous self righteousness and faked smiles of them all. And a plan was formed. A plot concerning one Caleb McCluskey…..

He didn’t need they’re help. And just like a Cat though these humans, Caleb in particular, viewed him as a pet, in reality…

They would be his…

So instead of a business suit which he WOULD have worn out of respect, he chose his Gladiator’s Loincloth, hit the gym and headed straight to the office in his barely street legal Chevy Nova, body sweaty and pumping pheromones.

“So I was considering raising your Pay. Among other things, I’d like to discuss-“

“ride me” The Alien said with the subtle gentleness of a sledgehammer.

Caleb was perplexed, sweat feeling like a stream down river on his face.

“I’m sorry what?”

“Ride me till I come, human. Unless you think I’m just some noble savage who can’t think for themselves, I see right through this diversity bullshit. You only hire Monsters like me to fit a quota, and I intend to use my ‘ET’ privileges to The maximum extent so to speak. Now…ride….” He said whilst growling a deep rumble.

Clawed fingers unbuckled his loincloth and the stench of sweat soaked Beast-man filled Caleb’s lungs. Burning and stinking, his own cock twitched at the Smell, and that spiky barbed length looked threatening. He felt small in the porcelain office room, helpless before the beast and-wait! He didn’t remember walking over to the massive employee! Or getting to his knees and…salivating? What was happening?

Vengar grew somewhat impatient.

The beast forced Caleb closer with a large paw like hand, shoving his nose against his boiling hot red balls. Caleb tried pulling back, only for the beast to interrupt again.

“Oh! You don’t like tending to your guests? This is a sacred tradition where I’m from. And you more “modern” humans seem to celebrate public displays of sex and debauchery. Your not Xenophobic are you? You wouldn’t want me to report You for discrimination. I mean bro, imagine the lawsuit.

Caleb wanted to scream. Nose nuzzled against those hot, sweaty balls and utterly stinging with the scent.

“I-I-You can’t just-“

“ARE YOU RACIST!?” Vengar mocked, bellowing out a laugh and bucking his hips, shooting a jet of Pre across Caleb’s face.

Some got in his mouth. And whether it was intimidation, or the corruption filled pheromones clouding his thoughts, he started to sniff and lick at his new hire’s orbs.

The taste was a bitter grimy and pungent scented flavor, salty from sweat and yet, Caleb didn’t stop.

“Yes..yes human. Make me come in Peace!” Vengar trilled, toothy grin plastering his Lion face as he relaxed into the couch.

“Fucking Alien Prick” Caleb whispered under his breath, hating the savage Alien though he would never admit it in public.

Caleb was terrified of Aliens. Monsters, whatever the interdimensional fucks were being called now. He wasn’t bigoted he swore! Just… well… Vengar was really fucking scary.

And his ears were also twice as sensitive, picking up on that little “Alien Prick” comment. He punished Caleb with a thrust, cock tip bulging his cheeks as it slipped inside…..

2PM…

They had kissed and touched and Caleb had sucked the alien cock wet.

a bottle of lube and oil, because of course this room had them inside an office desk, applied liberally upon the liberal Ass.

One finger, then two, then all five as the Alien watched Caleb spread his freckled slot siteleri juicy rear wide. His bumpy spiked cock jumping at the free show he was getting, licking his lips at the way the rim parted and swallowed up the Human’s digits.

Caleb moaned and shuddered as what felt like several pounds of meat dropped between his ass.

“Fucuuuuck…”

Large clawed hands gripped and softly caressed the oiled up rear. So plump and giving to the touch, his cock was near ready to burst as he ground the tip against that hidden exit, soft and wet and winking and squelching, just for him.

Caleb was shivering with hatred and burning secret passion he would never admit in public. As much as he hated this prick, as conflicted as he was about being taken by this savage Alien Monster, he loved the idea of it. A depraved, baser and bigoted part of him hidden away under the social mask he wore every day. The part of him that wanted to be taken, dominated, raped by the enemy. He always had a debauched Xeno Interspecies roleplay fetish, and it was being enacted on him by this muscle-bound Alien Warrior that would have been better suited for a battlefield than a Tech department. He defended Aliens previously when it came to the remarks about them “Taking humans to mate” but those were just harmful stereotypes!

Juicy, hard, big stereotypes….

Those barbs dug into his cleft, parting between his cheeks like a tank ramming through a concrete house without a basement, sinking deeper before finally entering his depths.

Vengar tensed and trilled, the wet hot sweat soaked warmth of his Boss wrapped around him, a blissful feeling as his churning tankards full of they’re payload rested against Caleb’s cute rear.

“Oooh I can..uhnhm!- tell this isn’t-Oh fuck! Not Your first time!”

Caleb wanted to call him a bunch of Anti-Alien obscenities but the massive length silencing his protests into a strained groan prevented him. It was so good it hurt, and not from the stretch. His prostate was being beaten hard by that rough tip. He was already leaking off white Pre mixed with his true load, And the Monster now had him sitting on his lap flush with ass against a frilled, scaly pelvis. Whether his brain was shattered and delirious he wasn’t sure, but he saw a bulge pushing his stomach out and OH fuck!

The monster suddenly pulled out, turning the Human around. and now face to maned face with the Demon. The cock ground against his cheeks, before finding the hole and pressing inside with a wet fleshy squish, Vengar’s hand grabbing a fistful of the man’s hair and twisting, gripping it like a handle.

“Fuck me!”

“That’s what I’m doing You Slut!” Vengar remarked through gritted sharp teeth.

Caleb held on for dear life as his “interspecies V-Card” was violently taken. Cheeks jiggling from the thrusting hips of the Alien invading his Ass. Pulsing and pumping, his balls came to rest against the freckled ass, hands spreading and groping the pert globes, before letting go and having them smack back together. Moving the two mounds up and down, getting his new Bitch to scream in pleasure from claws pinching at the soft flesh.

He was thrown into a state of white hot Ecstasy, and Nothing existed. Not the office or the black IKEA couch he was being fucked upon. Not his fat paycheck that being more plentiful than most he still complained about. Not his little complaints he would make to feel like there was conflict in his life.

Not the colleagues he only hung out with to not feel lonely during lunchtime.

Only this Alien Monster cock utterly destroying his ass! Cock! So much…fucking cock! How was it soo big?! What the fuck where they feeding him to get him so big? Caleb thought. Or tried to, his brain was scrambling from the overload of the rapid thrusts and strong arms embracing him, face trapped in the large muscular pecs of the Alien pushing in his walls.

The smell was, it wasn’t pleasant.

No. Oh no it was!

And he hated to admit that he absolutely loved how Vengar smelled! How he carried the scent with him. How it clung to his face. How the smell would probably imprint on him forever never to be washed away. He couldn’t describe it as anything other than manly with a hint of pure, bestial rage and virility. A smell that promised protection and concentrated violence, spicy and overpowering, like the Alien’s personality.

SMACK!

“AH! The fuck Veng-Ah!”

“Your daddy ever spank you like this!” Vengar delivered another punishing smack that stung the man to his core.

He bit his lip, curling up and whimpering.

“I bet not. Would explain why your such a slutty bitch who wants to be mounted by Sexy Foreigner’s like me” he chuckled, delivering another SMACK that hurt so hard Caleb thought he broke something.

“Bet you’re dad was a little slut like you huh? I’d have bent canlı casino him over and filled him full of me and make you eat the leftovers. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

Caleb hated his father so much that the thought of this massive Alien Bastard, bending him over and turning him out? Making him scream the aliens name?

The mental image and humiliation sent him over the edge.

Or would have.

“Cumming! Fuck-ah!- wait..no!” Caleb screamed.

The bastard actually pulled out! The painful stretch of his barbs dragging on anal flesh dialed down Caleb’s finish, preventing his orgasm as pain gave way to pleasure.

Before he could bitch about anything, Vengar had him bent over the desk, cock parting his cheeks yet again. Caleb could only dig his painted fingernails into the desk, the monster not making him beg for it the only mercy afforded.

The desk rocked, the frilled, scaly chest chest against his back and the beast’s breath against his ears.

With a muffled roar he came, claws digging in, hard, as thick inhuman seed rushed into Caleb like a wide head water jet in body shuddering pumps.

The two twitched locked together, balls audibly sloshing and pumping mercilessly. The barbs flared and stabbed into Caleb’s well trained ass with a violent pulsating, each pump a teasing reminder of his humiliation.

He was so tight and taut and tense it hurt just to breath! Barely even moaning as though the alien dick was now a part of him, his lungs barely drawing breath. His tongue out like a thirsty animal, hole clenching hard on the length and the beast growling with satisfaction.

And oh fuck, if being filled wasn’t hot enough…

The Monster pulled his battering ram cock out as the loud splashing and splattering of copious cum hit the floor lewdly, forming a thick clumpy pool of stinking, steaming seed.

“F—fu–fuck yo-.you…” Caleb panted, cheeks blushed red, both of them, tears of embarrassment and sexual baggage running through his emerald eyes. Mind utterly at odds with pleasure and the degrading position.

The beast opened a cabinet and rummaged through it, the Defeated turned out manager shivering in anticipation.

The beast wrote down something leaning over Caleb, sweaty massive chest forcing the Manager face first into the desk.

He finished writing and placed the rolled up paper into a tube mail capsule. Caleb yelled as Hands grasped his leaking ass, parting his cheeks, shoving the capsule inside with a wet pop.

Vengar smacked the cute rear one more time before wiping the sticky excess off on Caleb’s rear,

Pulling his loincloth back on, and kissing the smaller man’s blushing cheek. Nibbling on his face just enough to leave a mark.

The door opened and shut, and Caleb was left alone in his stupor.

He reached back and, much to his shame, had little difficulty pushing out the mail capsule that had been forced inside.

He placed it on the desk, twisted the cap off and spread the rolled up paper, reading.

“IF U Steel WaNt mORE”

It was poorly written, with a number beneath the words.

Caleb never got to come. Not even given the mercy of a ruined orgasm! He was Still horny and angry and just frustrated at… everything.

He trembled and felt the leftover seed working him over and sloshing in his belly which was now fat with cum. It’s as though Vengar had fucked him so hard he was feeling the rush of an Ovum going haywire, a womb he didn’t have trying to absorb the Sperm, and the weird depraved thought that this Monster had knocked him up even though that wasn’t possible?

Were it not for the air against his goose flesh and the pain stinging everywhere he might have came!

He put his pants back on, ass tight and belly full and hole wet against his underwear, before sneaking out the door, office thankfully empty as he searched for the mop limping.

6PM…

Caleb groaned. Sore, tired and most importantly.

Satisfied.

Vengar had welcomed the little slut to his house before dressing him up in a thong and fetish wear with ring attachments. The Alien slipping on a massive condom before quickly fucking him on the couch.

And then the bed.

Or On the hood of his 60’s Chevy Nova in the garage, fucking him raw and rubber-less before making him spit and tongue shine away the mess they made.

Against the fridge, Caleb’s skin cold against the door of the metal appliance. Doors opening and slamming shut with every thrust.

Or was Spanking his ass as Caleb rode him reverse Cowgirl, filled condoms of various colors hanging off his ass from ring points on his gear. Leftover loads sloshing in the wrapped up rubber.

Fixing dinner and feeding Caleb steak, a meal he hadn’t ate in years. The office mandatory Vegan diet not allowing him such freedom.

To his narrow minded shock, Vengar güvenilir casino actually let him bottom after Caleb made a joke about “taming the beast”. They role played, Caleb the strapping young explorer with a gun and ambiguous accent. Vengar as the lusty low intelligence savage who must be tamed.

…..

“Fuck me bro! Yeah…like that…”

Caleb moaned loud, suction tight around his dick and holding an Airsoft bolt action rifle to Vengar’s head. The roleplay making the two’s hearts stop every now and then. Turns out they had the same interspecies Raceplay fantasies.

“Foul-OhfuckmeVengar! Foul..ooh…beast! Unwashed heathen, I shall civilize you-oh fuck! Haha!”

Caleb burst out laughing at the absurdly stupid shit he was saying, laying down and humping into Vengar’s rippling muscle ass.

“Domesticate me daddy!” Vengar said before laughing, head resting in bliss on the large couch arm. He thrust back into the hips of his ‘Tamer’ before moaning, spiked cock pressed flat against his belly and the couch.

Caleb shoved the muzzle against Vengar’s tight ass, and they both came careening over the edge, groaning against the Alien’s back and dropping the gun as he unloaded.

Loud splats hit the wood floor as Vengar’s monstrous cock went off like an uncorked bottle at a frat party, balls pumping out a less thick but still inhumanly copious load.

………

Caleb walked naked into the kitchen, Vengar’s nude ass cooking up another steak. Wanting to reward Caleb for such good roleplay.

And dick. Caleb’s dick was really good. Something the Alien hadn’t felt in…too long.

“You into like, Roman gladiator stuff or-“

“Was.”

“…hmm”

“You mean into it as a hobby or..”

“Was. As in did it, Cal”

“You win allot?”

“Yes”

“…You ever lose?”

“…Yes. the penalty is up to the “conquerer”. Usually sex, but you know what You signed up for”

“You ever, like, and please interrupt if I’m digging to much-“

“You’re Not digging it’s no secret”

“Has anyone ever..treated You. Like..that”

“You mean like You, back at the office? No, I put up a fight and the guy was big enough to bench my Car for reps”

Caleb pondered, someone bigger than Vengar? That would be a sight. He asked further, his new basically already boyfriend’s past intriguing to the techie.

“I mean, like, would you ever do it with another guy like us? I mean- crap what am I trying to say. You ever been submissive to another dude like…like me to you, fuck this is embarrassing uh”

“Caleb. All that Bottom or top shit is for lonely women who blog. If I see a guy I like and he feels the same, I take him. OR, If I ever get old and cranky and want a few crazy little mini me’s running around with the middle names beingn”Fuck shit up”, I’ll settle down with some fine Tiger bitch that can keep me on my Paws. Even better if she loves taking it up the top hole as much as the bottom, so I can get some ass while she’s knocked up”

Caleb blushed, feeling a little.. judgmental. just assuming things about Vengar. The alien was an old school fruitcake, he just didn’t care.

“Okay, cool. Except that last part I don’t get it. I mean, even If she’s pregnant, couldn’t you just have sex like normal? Unless you’re not planning on having more I-“

“Fuck her in the pussy while she’s knocked up?! Ew dude no, that’s shit’s fucking satanic! Besides, got to do it in the ass. Heard some dude say they always come out Homo if You do her in the ass. Last thing I need is my pups coming to me with they’re little brats asking for help! Plus it’d be nice to have them bring they’re boyfriends over for some new eye candy once in awhile. I’ll threaten to snatch they’re Boyfriends away from em if they ever step out of line, show them how they’re ‘Gladiator’ Daddy did it back in the Prison Colony”

“Damn dude. You rehearse that or something? Tell me how you really feel bro shit!”

“Well if You were fighting for freedom and You’re literal ASS was on the line every battle, You start thinking about things on the elevator up to the arena. But to answer Your question, yes, if I meet a guy I know is just built differently by GOD then I’ll treat him right. Only one guy I ever met like that though, way too far back to talk about now”

The steak had been turned and was sizzling. Vengar checked the temperature with a thermometer, before placing it on Caleb’s dinner plate, drizzling hot meat juice over it.

….

“Mmm, this is really good dude. Fuck I haven’t had this in so long, those paper pushing assholes at HR man..”

“I’m just happy You enjoy swallowing my meat so much Caleb”

Caleb choked, the statement coming from nowhere and unexpected. Blushing after his small fit.

The bottom of the table was smacked loudly, plate making a glassy jostling noise as it did.

Caleb looked at Vengar, his arms crossed and sitting opposite of him, Those Alien eyes dreamy in Caleb’s opinion. The table was smacked again, Vengar rumbling lowly.

“Did you..oh fuck Vengar!” Caleb stated, suddenly realizing what was hitting the table.

…

END

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