⭐️ 4/5 — Older submissive alpha (who identifies as an omega) and younger doting dominant alpha? YES PLEASE. 😍 Both have been pining for each other for two years? I LIVE HERE NOW. 🏠🧘🏻♀️🗝️🛐
🌶 4/5 — Tentacles sex? Seen it. 🥱 DP? Been there, read that. 💅🏻 But triple penetration with a combo of one 🍆 and two tentacles PLUS a sperm pouch??? YEAH, I SAT. I LISTENED. I LEARNED. 🧎🏻♀️🐙🎓🔥
💭 My Rambling 💭
Okay, listen. ✋🏻 I opened this book expecting a fun little sci-fi romp and instead, I was personally attacked by how sweet and emotionally charged this was. 🥹💞
Quote (Jordie to Elias):
“I want you to know how beautiful you are. You’re so sexy when you show what you want. You always say that gender shouldn’t hold anyone back. I want that for you, too.”
⚠️ WARNING: EMOTIONAL DAMAGE IN PROGRESS ⚠️🤧💔
Quote:
“So you don’t connect with your body or your gender?” Jordie was still caressing him with soothing strokes. “You just exist separately from it? You’re just you?”
“Yeah.” He relaxed enough to tilt his head back onto Jordie’s shoulder. He hadn’t expected him to get it so well.
“And when we’re together?” Jordie kissed along his neck, making him tingle.
He could feel his muscles tightening again, but he spoke through it. He knew Jordie wouldn’t judge him, but part of him still feared the response. “I feel like a progenetrix.”
Jordie nibbled along the rim of his ear. “The loveliest progenetrix I’ve ever met.”
Elias had already done so much crying, and he wasn’t going to do it again, dammit.
💭 EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO SOB IN THE CORNER 😭🚿 Elias is 46 years old—FORTY-SIX!!—and has spent his entire life in the closet, terrified to show his true self (a soft Progenetrix/Omega soul trapped in a big Viratrix/Alpha body). 🥺🏚️ The insecurity? The lifetime of unfulfilled needs? The fear of society judging him? PAIN. 🔪💔 And then Jordie just sees him and accepts him effortlessly? I am not strong enough for this. Protect Elias at all costs!!! 🛡️😭
💞🏆 GET YOU A MAN WHO CAN DO BOTH: FRUIT PEELER BY DAY, MATING PRESS BY NIGHT 🍐🌞🍆🌙
Quote (Jordie's POV):
By the time evening came, Jordie couldn’t help but swing by the guanabana tree since it was only a little out of the way. Alright, it was a lot out of the way, but he picked a whole bag of the large, spiky fruits so at least he could say that he’d gathered them for everyone.
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Jordie pulled out a sharp knife and cut open a nice, plump guanabana, gently easing the fat, black seeds from their pulpy bed before sliding it in front of Elias. It was a viratrix move, an I-can-provide-for-my-mate message. He was going to take care of his gorgeous progenetrix, and anyone who had an issue with it could take it up with him somewhere else.
Quote (Jordie's POV):
“I’m going to give you everything you need. Look at me, Ellie. You’re mine to take care of,” Jordie promised. “Mine to breed,” he growled.
“Is that what you want, sweetheart?”
Elias whimpered his arousal. Then he bent his head. Barely a nod.
“Words,” Jordie demanded again. “Words or I stop.”
Elias’s eyes flashed open, needy and begging. He gave the tiniest whisper, just a bare parting of his lips. “Yes.”
His gorgeous, sweet man. That was enough.
💭 Okay, raise your hand if you feel personally victimized by how perfect this man is. 🙋🏻♀️ Get a man like Jordie who doesn't just know your favorite fruit, but hikes "A lot out of the way" to climb a tree and get it for you. 🌳🍐🏃🏻♂️ AND serves it to you in front of everyone like, "Yes, this is my baby, I provide, deal with it." 😎💅 But then? BUT THEN? He drags you to the bedroom and absolutely rails you six ways to Sunday? 🚂💥🛐 The duality? UNMATCHED. 🤌🏻💋✨️ Jordie isn't just a green flag, he is the entire eco-friendly lawn. ⛳🌱🌿
🌶🥵🔥 RUT SEX AND TENTACLES GALORE 🍆🐙💦
Quote:
“Ellie.” Jordie sounded awed, still thrusting gently inside him with that glowing tendril. “You were meant for this.”
“Please, Jordie.”
“What do you want, Ellie?”
“Want you.” It was terrifying to say it, but he couldn’t deny it any longer. “Want you to fill me up.”
“Yes, baby. Like this?” Another slow flick of that tentacle inside his cock.
“Yeah,” he panted. “Please. Please, Jordie!”
“So good, baby. Gonna make you come for me.”
The tentacle that had been swirling around the rim of his ass pushed inside, so that he was filled in both places at once.
💭 The title is Rut. It is not a suggestion; it is a PROMISE. 🚨🤝🏻 When things kicked off, I had to put my e-reader in the freezer to cool it down. 🧊📱🔥 The physics alone? NASA needs to investigate. 🔭🚀🧐 Human men could never, and honestly? It’s rude that they don't even try to compete with this level of devotion (and anatomy 😏). 😤🍆🙅🏻♀️📉
😵💫 CONFESSION: I NEED AN INSTRUCTIONAL DIAGRAM (OR A MAP) 🗺️ 📐❓
💭 Sooo, the physics in this book had me fighting for my life. 🥊🥴 There were moments I had to pause the smut to mentally arrange limbs and tentacles like I was playing Tetris. 🧱👾 "Wait, if that goes there... then where is the other one?" 🤔 It kinda took me out of the moment because my brain was buffering, trying to figure out the geometry of it all. ⏳💻 Is this a book problem? Probably not. Is it a "Me having the spatial awareness of a potato" problem? ABSOLUTELY. 🥔📉😂
🧬 QUIBBLE NO. 2: SIR, THIS IS A SMUT BOOK, NOT BIO 101 🌿💤📚
💭 Look, I respect the scientific method. 🫡🔬 But there were moments where the plant talk got a little too… textbook. My eyes started glazing over like a donut. 🍩😵💫 I felt like I accidentally walked into a college lecture hall when I was looking for the strip club. 🏫💃🏻💀 When they started breaking down the cellular structure of the local flora? SNOOZE BUTTON PRESSED. 😴 I admit it—I skimmed. I am here for the biology of the bedroom, not the photosynthesis of the forest. Keep the chlorophyll, give me the tentacles. 🌳🙅🏻♀️🐙😌
✨️ Final Thoughts ✨️
I am sending a radio signal for my own alien boyfriend as we speak. 📻📡👽 If you need me, I’ll be staring at the sky waiting for the abduction beam. 🛸🔭👀
Read this if you want your heart warmed, your brain turned to mush, and your dehydration levels critical. 💖🧠🫠🌊
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Quotes: ⚠️ Spoilers ⛔️
Elias approached slowly. Head bowed. Tentacles curled inward around himself.
As deferential as he could possibly be.
It made Jordie want to rub his own tentacles all over him, stroking and grooming him until his scent was everywhere and everyone would know who Elias belonged to.
What the ever-loving fuck?
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He’d expected the arousal that a progenetrix would bring out, but nothing had prepared him for the reaction to another viratrix man submitting to him.
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“Damn, Ellie.” Jordie’s voice came in short, strained bursts. “Never felt like this before. Just want to… come all over you. That okay?”
Elias nodded around the tentacle filling his mouth, trying to express in every way that he could that it would be perfect. That it was just what he wanted.
He had a nickname. A real, true nickname that made him sound soft and small. And, he secretly pretended, adored.
“Fuck,” Jordie grunted. “Just need to… Oh, God. Gonna paint you with my cum.”
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Jordie let his voice go throaty with his need. “I don’t want you to top, baby. Believe me, that’s the last thing I want. Not when you’re so perfect.”
Elias’s eyes flickered upward for just a moment, giving him a glimpse of hope and longing.
This was it. This was the ticket.
“I’m going to give you everything you need. Look at me, Ellie.”
Jordie didn’t know where the nickname had come from, just that it felt right. Something to connect them, to make the moment special.
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“You were made for this, weren’t you?” Jordie cooed. “Made to take me. I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” he promised, punctuating his words with the grinding of his cock. “Give you everything you need.”
Elias moaned again, hips working in a subtle rhythm.
God, he was beautiful. So perfect, with his pleading eyes and that manly, rough-hewn face. He clung to Jordie like a progenetrix, and really, that right there should have told Jordie everything he needed to know from the beginning.
“I’m gonna fill you up so good. Make you forget everything but me.”
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Jordie held him down, lacing his fingers through Elias’s and pinning them to the bed. He let his weight drop, forcing Elias’s legs open as their bodies pressed together. He wrapped one tentacle around Elias’s neck.
“Mine,” he growled. He needed Elias to feel it.
Elias was his.
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“I want you to know how beautiful you are. You’re so sexy when you show what you want. You always say that gender shouldn’t hold anyone back. I want that for you, too.”
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“God, you taste so good, baby. Look at you.” Jordie slithered in a tight circle around Elias’s tender head. “Maybe I’ll be begging instead of you.”
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“How many more times do you think you can come tonight?” Jordie asked, the glowing tip of his tentacle brushing along Elias’s slit. “Just say the word and it can be as many times as you want.”
Elias whimpered.
“Fuck. Or as many times as I want,” Jordie panted. “How do you taste so good?” His neon tip dipped inside the narrow slit, and Elias watched Jordie’s eyes roll back at the taste.
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Jordie was… He was inside him. Inside his cock.
He moaned. It was like being fucked, but a thousand times more intimate.
He had to see. The dark blue head glowed green, and then even that dimmed as the tendril slithered an inch down his long shaft.
“Fuck, baby.” Jordie was watching him with wide eyes, mouth hanging open. “You like that?” This time it wasn’t a coaxing command. It was pure awe.
They both watched as Jordie lengthened the slender tentacle, drilling deeper inside him.
Elias was being penetrated. So smoothly and intimately. Not even like a progenetrix but like… like his cock wasn’t even meant to fuck someone, but was instead another hole for Jordie to fill.
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He tugged over the third box of food and extracted a few envelopes of what turned out to be little protein disks with a meaty, mushroom flavor.
He pressed a bite to Elias’s lips, still entranced by their motion. Honored that his mate was allowing him to feed him.
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“Am I okay that you cling to me like the sweetest progenetrix? That you’re hungry to submit? That you suck my tentacles and take my cock like you were made for it? Or maybe the way that you let me hold you and feed you? Ellie, I wish I could make you see how beautiful you are.”
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“Oh, fuck, baby.” Jordie gave him a look of adoration and awe. “I’m so proud of you. God, I’m a lucky man.” He stepped closer, thick cock bobbing in front of Elias’s face. “Gonna fuck your mouth, sweetheart.” His fingers tangled in Elias’s hair, yanking him into position. “Open.”
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Then he pulled Elias up, covering his face with soft kisses and punctuating each one with sweet words. “So beautiful.” He raised one tentacle, pulling Elias’s neat row of coils to his mouth. “So perfect, these cute little feelers. Do you know how happy you make me?”
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“You know that’s not what I’m asking. If I stay, will you be mine?”
Yes, he wanted to scream. He wanted to jump into Jordie’s arms. Pull him down onto the bed. Feel his heavy weight pinning him down. “Your what?”
“My everything.” Jordie said it so simply. “My mate. My husband. My progenetrix? Or my viratrix, I suppose, or something both or in between. Whatever you want to be.”
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“Can’t get enough of you,” Jordie said, biting and sucking at Elias’s neck. Leaving marks and bruises. “I’m gonna breed you. Fill you up with my babies.” He rubbed Elias’s soft belly, like he was imagining a child there.
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“How do you know my middle name?” It was a silly question, but he’d been wondering and everything else was too much. Too good and real to be true.
Jordie chuckled. “I know a lot of things about you, Ellie. But your middle name happens to be on your dissertation. I read the whole thing, you know, as well as your articles before I applied here. I can still see the font your name was written in. I couldn’t believe that I got to work with the illustrious Dr. Greton in this tropical paradise. And then I met you, and it only got better.”
Elias could feel his cheeks warming.
“So what do you say, my love?”
Elias could feel his eyes going wide.
“Mmmm… You liked that, did you?” Jordie pushed him back onto the bed, straddling his hips and touching him everywhere. “I love you, Elias Theodore Greton. And everybody’s going to know it.”
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“Did you mean it?” Jordie asked.
“I did. I love you, Jordán Ignacio Martínez-Guzmán. And I don’t know why you’re crazy enough to want me, but if you do, I won’t say no.”
Jordie laughed. “You know my middle name.”
“I do.”
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⚠️ Detailed spoilers below ⛔️
RC and MCs:
👽🐙 MM, strict top/bottom
👽🐙 Jordan Ignacio Martinez-Guzmán aka Jordie (age not specified, but in his late thirties) and Dr. Elias Theodore Greton aka Ellie 46yo
👽🐙 Jordie: Lab research assistant
👽🐙 Elias: Lab research lead
👽🐙 Jordie: Top, dom, viratrix (alpha), bronze green skin, muscular, midnight black hair with streaks of grey, soft belly
👽🐙 Elias: Bottom, sub, viratrix (alpha), but he desires to be treated like a progenetrix (omega), azure blue skin, slightly bigger than Jordie, brawny, shoulder-length hair
Genre, tropes, and microtropes:
👽🐙 MM alien sci-fi romance
👽🐙 Post-apocalyptic (Earth 200 years after an asteroid introduces alien DNA, creating four genders—male, female, viratrix (stronger with tentacles, dominant), and progenetrix (smaller with feelers, submissive).
👽🐙 Omegaverse-inspired
👽🐙 Alpha/Alpha on paper (both MCs are viratrix, dominant gender)
👽🐙 Alpha/omega in actuality (because Elias behaves more like an omega)
👽🐙 Younger alpha/older "omega"
👽🐙 Forbidden romance (same-gender, same reproductive role)
👽🐙 Gender fluidity/gender identity exploration (Elias)
👽🐙 Coworkers to lovers (younger mentor/older mentee)
👽🐙 Best friends to lovers
👽🐙 Age gap (almost a decade)
👽🐙 Workplace romance
👽🐙 Pining (Elias has been pining for Jordie for 2 years)
👽🐙 Gender dysphoria
👽🐙 Self-acceptance
👽🐙 Closeted MC
👽🐙 Possessive MC (Jordie)
👽🐙 Mine mine mine
👽🐙 Jordie hand-feeds Elias during rut
👽🐙 Elias has never been in a relationship before Jordie
👽🐙 Pet names: Baby, sweetheart, darling, love, my love
Safety info:
👽🐙 Angst: Medium to high
👽🐙 OPD: No
👽🐙 Cheating/sharing: No
👽🐙 Third act breakup: No
👽🐙 Ending: HFN
👽🐙 Epilogue: No
👽🐙 POV: Dual, 3rd person
👽🐙 Series structure: Standalone ("Rut" is the first book in "The Change" series, but it works as a standalone story with a complete arc. There's a later released book set in the same world titled "Tentacle Wonderland")
Spice and kinks:
Power dynamic, D/s dynamic, rut sex, tentacle sex, slime (dripping from the tentacles), slime as lube, frotting, cum play, breeding kink, dirty talk, tentacle sucking, stretching (with tentacle), cum as lube, sounding (with tentacle), sounding and anal sex at the same time (both by tentacles), outdoor sex (at the beach, no audience), blowjob, mild degradation (needy little slut), anal sex (dick and tentacle), mild chocking/breath play (with tentacle), throatfucking, DP (dick and tentacle), marking (cum), sperm pouch, triple penetration (dick and 2 tentacles)
CW/TW:
Explicit sexual content, gender dysphoria, overcoming societal taboos, insecurities