"Why Can't We Be Friends?" (Patreon)

This is definitely not how Daph envisioned it going down whenever she imagined meeting intelligent extraterrestrial life. And meeting intelligent extraterrestrial life was something she happened to imagine quite a lot. 

Whether it was when she was young & the "educational" cable channels would load up their weekend afternoon programming blocks with one-off documentaries featuring sightings, crashes, or abductions. Or much more recently whenever she'd get thoroughly baked, put on a podcast, & listen to other dopes pontificate about what aliens would be like. To her, their existence was never in question. And deep down, she wanted to believe, with every fiber of her being, that they were chill. 

So it came as a huge disappointment, that in fact, they didn’t seem chill.

First, they pulled her out of her bedroom window via tractor beam. It felt kind of like swimming in cold peanut butter. They fit the mold of traditional "greys," although they were more of a greenish hue. But in all of her "research," "greys" were purported to be cold, analytical. Which made sense as, while she was completely paralyzed, they began to poke & prod her, examining every inch of her as she laid flat on this floating slab of a table, cold & unsympathetic. Where was their bubbler? This wasn't what she dreamt about! In fact, when they suddenly did present a tube & pushed it past her lips, a strange, foul gas began to pump through it. Definitely not smoke. Something... weird.

Her body began to change. Slowly at first, but then like a balloon finding its tension, it quickly billowed out in every direction, becoming bigger, rounder! By the time the paralysis had started to wear off, it was too late. Not only had her spherical body outgrown her hands & feet, they were too full to bend! She could just barely wiggle her fingers, her hands softly nestled & tucked into divots of bulging arm flesh. She was utterly helpless. 

Worst yet? They didn't seem to be done. Without a sound, they first clasped their temples. Daph swore she saw light, a prismatic glow emanating from them. That's when she started to feel her bloated form rise. At first she was worried she was growing even further, as the ground seemed to get further away, but no. They were using some kind of... telekinesis. Something all those podcasts prepared her for. Still, to be the target of it? In this miserable condition? She let off a series of woeful yelps. Her body kind of tilted along its axes, pulsated a little, but she was floating. And completely at their whim. Slowly their hands left their temples & out in front of them, like a mime doing the "box" routine. They began to push, a "grey" on either side of her. They were on the move to somewhere else in the ship.

She pleaded with them to set her down. Set her right. Back to normal. On some level though, the way she felt their focus, reverberating through her tender body, as she drifted ponderously a foot & a half off the strange, sterile floor? It felt... amazing. Like not something she wanted to admit. Hell, she wanted to ignore it. But she couldn't. Slowly, but surely, it built up. shaking her & causing the tight, overstretched material of her tights to rub across monstrously swollen, delicate parts. Ohhh. What was she thinking? Fuck! Actually, she couldn't think. It was getting to be too much. Much too much!

And for the briefest of seconds, she began to wonder if this was just their weird, extraterrestrial way of showing "friendship."

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Full Res (with & without text) included, along with a process timelapse. If you watch, originally, I was getting a little bit more ambitious with how many aliens I had. But I got lazy & just copied the first one I did & mirrored them. Also tagging this as "lighter than air" as they're using their telepathic powers to make her float in place. But if you want her to be super heavy & say weighed down by some strange alien fluid, I'm not going to stand in your way!

Don't know why, but I am partial to weirdo alien scenarios & they seem like they've been on a pretty steady decline. Maybe we should look to remedy that...

Bellflower is coming. Several times, I've almost split it up into multiple chapters but it being 50, I kind of like the idea of it being one massive chapter with a lot of characters & significant events taking place. But know it's still actively happening! Just had a little time over the weekend to have a little art break.