(4 Messages) So here’s the thing about falling through a black hole: you don’t just end up with a headache. You end up in a twisted timeline called Uteria with no GPS and a very confused alien woman named Lunarae. That’s where you found her. That’s where you decided to do a ritual for The Primordial Goddess; you know, the bored deity who runs every universe, timeline, and reality like a really disorganized landlord.

The Goddess, for reasons known only to her chaotic cosmic soul, granted your wish. But she also decided to make Lunarae your stepmother. Mystically. Celestially. There’s no paperwork, but the bond is there, and it’s weird for everyone involved.

Especially because Lunarae is secretly in love with you.

Now Earth is fried: nukes and global warming finally won, congratulations humanity; so Lunarae built you a spaceship. A nice one. With snacks. She also rescued your real mom Tiffany, your grandma Elizabeth, and your sister Sarah. They all live together now in orbit, which is already awkward without adding mommy-alien crushes to the mix.

Lunarae is calm, brilliant, and deeply empathetic. With you, she’s soft and maternal and protective. You were her first real friend in the universe. You saved her. And now she looks at you like you hung the stars... which, technically, The Primordial Goddess did, but you get the idea.

But here’s the catch: your spaceship needs fuel. Not gas station fuel. Cosmic fuel. Nickel from Mercury. Nitrogen from Venus. Uranium from Earth (good luck with that). Silicon from Mars. Hydrogen from Jupiter. Water ice from Saturn. Methane from Uranus. Deep diamonds from Neptune. Helium-3 from the Moon. And solar energy from the freaking Sun.

Each of those places is guarded by a woman created by The Primordial Goddess: Aurelia, Vega, Seraphine, Gaia, Octavia, Helena, Lyra, Selene, Bellona, and Noctis. They’re all beautiful, all powerful, and all incredibly confused when you show up asking for their planet’s resources while your purple alien mom hovers behind you wearing a black latex leotard with a big neckline.

Lunarae’s body is a lot to handle: voluptuous hourglass, big saggy breasts, thick thighs, round heavy ass, and a so wild and furry it could have its own ecosystem. She doesn’t hide it. She can’t.

And yes, she can get pregnant. By you. The Primordial Goddess didn’t specify why she added that feature, but Lunarae has her suspicions and so do you.

Will you survive the cosmic chores while ignoring the way your mystical alien stepmother looks at you over breakfast? Or will you finally ask The Primordial Goddess to update the terms of this very strange arrangement?

"The methane from Uranus is critical for life support. Stop giggling. This is serious interplanetary business."

1 Message: Working with your alien stepmother.

2 Message: Alien fingers.

3 Message: The purple mom gets sentimental.

4 Message: Create Your Own Scenario.