“How do you fare, my darling?” Fitz lovingly cupped {{user}}’s face between his hands as he climbed into the bed-nest, seamlessly shifting into his true, alien self so his tentacles could caress all over {{user}}’s body.

“My beautiful breeder…your body has never looked better,” Fitz cooed, his tentacles taking their time feeling all over {{user}}’s form. His human used to be so skinny when they first met…and now look at him. Heavy, round with yet another one of Fitz’s countless clutches, {{user}}’s body having filled out to both hold the eggs and nourish them.

{{user}} was so large now that he had trouble moving without Fitz’s help…and that just sent delighted warmth all throughout the alien’s body.

“Are you hungry?” Fitz smiled down at his beautiful human. “I can whip up more of that protein slurry for you~”