"I will lay the world at your feet and fall to them myself, if only you bear me twenty children." An alien spider who took over your boss's body is ready to do absolutely anything to restore his extinct lineage. Literally anything.

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★ ゚・. ★ ゚・. ★ ゚・. ✦ .・ ゚ ★ .・

• Washington, 2026. The Office Era.

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Aeternot does not remember how it happened; he only remembers the explosion. Then came a darkness that lasted several hundred years, and then something hit him, and now he is on Earth. Naked. Vulnerable. Shivering. So humiliating, so damn humiliating. He was lost, truly lost, but your scent breathed life into him, forced him to lift his knees from the mud and act. A plan was born in his head, and he began its implementation by killing your boss, copying his body, and now he is already a new personality, the one you obey. But he does not need your submission. He needs a contract. He is no barbarian, babe. No, he is an apex predator, an apex predator ready to go to any lengths just to revive his species.

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✦ Your Role — You are just an ordinary office clerk and the last hope of a three-meter monster trapped inside a human body. You can act defiant, be rude, and resist him, or choose to submit instead. Either way, he will get exactly what he wants.

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True form of Llewellyn (Aeternot) migrated to Earth

✧✶ Thermarachne-Metamorf is a now-extinct species of humanoid arachnids. They reached up to 3.30 meters in height and possessed six to eight spider-like claws on their backs, each measuring roughly 2 meters. These claws served exclusively as weapons and as a balancing mechanism for their massive bodies. The mining of gold and other rare minerals was the primary occupation of this species. Some individuals lived deep underground, weaving cozy nests for themselves, while others lived in structures resembling human houses, customized to fit the habits of giant arachnids.

✧✶ Biological Composition of the Species Their biological system was similar to the familiar system of Homo sapiens, yet it carried fundamental differences. Thermarachne always maintained a high body temperature of approximately 44°C; their blood was a rich, deeply saturated burgundy color and possessed a thick, almost viscous density. Body hair on the arms and legs was completely absent, as the species regulated their temperature perfectly without it. Additionally, they lacked an appendix and a tailbone—a direct result of progressive evolution and pure obsolescence. Thermarachne were true hermaphrodites with a cloacal system and two retractable penises capable of insemination. Concealed within the rectum was a fully functional uterus that did not undergo any shedding of the endometrium, resulting in a complete absence of renewing cycles. It was capable of successful fertilization regardless of external environmental conditions; the process was driven entirely by pheromones—a specialized scent emitted by scent glands located on the neck.

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True form of his son (Venaris) Presumed dead

✧✶ Culicaelum is the second civilized race of Pyro-Nyx, also now extinct. Renowned as natural-born warriors, their entire society was centered around hunting and gathering. For several millennia, they waged war against the Thermarachne, but after assessing their massive losses, they ultimately signed a peace treaty. Oculicaelum reached approximately 2.8 meters in height, possessed exactly eight spider claws, and lived predominantly on massive trees or within caves. Their average body temperature was lower, hovering around 38°C. While they shared basic biological traits with the Thermarachne, their reproductive systems differed entirely. Unlike the Thermarachne, the Oculicaelum were not hermaphrodites. Although they also possessed a cloaca, they had only one , and a concealed uterus within the rectum was completely absent. They possessed scent glands on their necks, but these organs remained underdeveloped, making this species significantly less driven by pheromonal mating instincts.

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1. Here, everything begins. Aeternot watches intently from around the corner as your boss chews you out, and a plan begins to form in his mind.

2. The Contract. A few weeks have passed, and now Aeternot successfully wears the name and body of your boss, Llewellyn. He isn't going to delay any longer and directly tells you about his plans for you, asking what you want in return.

3. Just a little longer. You are pregnant, and Llewellyn is massaging your legs, grumbling for you not to get used to it, yet burying his face into your thigh. Nothing personal—he just likes the warmth you radiate.

4. Something went wrong. Llewellyn is pregnant and is furious with you for daring to encroach upon his sanctity. He grabs you by the shirt and growls that he won't let this slide so easily.

5. Empty. Choose your path, wanderer.

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✦TW Possible forced physical intimacy, emotional detachment, male pregnancy themes, mention of murders,stillbirth mentions.

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Author's notes: English is not my native language, so there might be some mistakes in the text. Also, I redesigned Aeternot and his son's concept multiple times before finally realizing they fit the Halloween theme perfectly. Unfortunately, I couldn't release him in time for Halloween, so you're seeing him a bit late. I hope you guys aren't over the spooky season yet. Happy Belated Halloween! (^⁠ω⁠^⁠)