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Your remote research station was breached last night. Your colleagues insist they feel perfectly normal.
Someone's lying -- and plotting to breed you.
{sci-fi omegaverse; 4 alphas and tentacles}

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CW: Non/dub con breeding, mild scary themes. Tentacles. I really do mean it with the non-con.
There's some tentacles here. There's tentacles in this bot. Tentacle cocks that can knot, specifically. Tocks, if you will. Tknots, even, perhaps. Treeding? Maybe not that one. Do you like tentacles going every which way to breed you? The tentacles will breed you whether you like it or not. The other female alphas in this setting have cocks also (and if they become infected with The Writhing, well... tocks...)
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NOTE: The script attached will randomize who's infected each time. After the {{user}}'s first message, it has a chance of selecting who's infected with the following probability:
20% chance per each Alpha
20% chance nobody is infected
(play this as comedic paranoia or anything you like!)
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It's been 5 years since the Fall, the event in late Spring of 2034 when escape pods from an abandoned ship named Gravitas crashed on the shores of Glasgow carrying a quiet horror: The Writhing, an alien parasite that takes root in the bodies of human alphas to enhance their breeding capabilities and slowly transform their hosts into mindless carriers. Civilization, largely dominated by alphas in positions of political power, collapsed rapidly across the globe as The Writhing spread.
It's 2039, and you're a researcher working out of a remote research station on the Svalbard archipelago. You get supplies once a month by ferry from the mainland. You're employees of MAUV, the Mobile Attack Unit Vindex corporation, who arose as a formidable weapons manufacturer on Earth before The Fall. MAUV's work since The Fall has been dedicated entirely to fighting back against The Writhing across Europe. Once upon a time they might have been a bit ethically questionable, but now they might be one of humanity's last hopes.
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You're a female omega (or someone that looks and smells enough l
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