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View File The Abyss Above - Hyper Science The Abyss Above (TAA) is a loose conceptual framework meant to enable hyper kinks in Stellaris. Centuries of research into genetic modification has left its mark on the galactic community. As of 2200, most people are GMOs in one sense or another. A modification to increase dick size here. A faster pregnancy there. Someone might discuss genetically increasing their breast size by 3x with the same casualness of someone debating whether or not to go blonde. The discovery of HYPER energy - a seemingly infinite source of extra-dimensional power that genetic mods can tap into - will forever define the future. When the limits of biology and physics aren't an issue, what would you do to yourself? Your civilization? And would you have the restraint to stop? This is a sub-mod of that wider project. An independent little mod that focuses in on the scientific and exploration elements of Stellaris. It's meant to function independently of anything else and be simple to update. [What this mod currently adds] 16 Anomalies Stumble into the sexual experiments of long gone empires, and confound your physicists with impossible volumes of fluids. 6 Specimens Display your erotic curiosities in the grand archive, and stoke the imaginations of your own kinky bio-engineers. [What is planned for this mod] 19 More Anomalies 10 Specimens 5 Archeological Sites [Q&A] "What is this mod?" A self-contained (and hopefully fully functional) portion of The Abyss Above (TAA) focused on the Grand Archive, anomalies, excavations, and that's it. My original vision for TAA was extremely over-scoped and general. While I knew that at the time, I thought I could ignore that fact. I could not. I'd start working on traits, only to give up halfway through and swap to tech, only to get sidetracked with ideology tweaks. After a few months 80% of the mod was erotica with no mechanical hook and half the code was incomplete or busted. This is my way of keeping things tight while also forcing myself to engage with the lame part of mod making (mechanical implementation) more often. "Why release it if you've still got stuff planned?" So I can get feedback on whether or not the features actually work, plus I just kind of want it out there. So far this submod has taken me, what, half a year already? A handful of short, dedicated bursts of energy with months between them. I know I'm not the fastest modder out there, and I do feel guilty for saying "Oh don't worry, I'm still working on TAA :)" before disappearing for months without updates. So, here's something. "Can you remove X or release a version with only Y?" No ❤️ If a certain anomaly really bothers you, feel free to open the mod up and rip it out yourself. Content warnings are available below - both vague and specific - and if a majority of those bother you, then this mod probably isn't for you. "I'm experiencing an issue with this mod, can you fix it?" Hopefully. Let me know if you run into any issues. "Do you have anything miscellaneous to say?" Yep. I intentionally avoided gendering - either the player empire or alien empires - as much as I could. So if you're wondering why I opted for some strange phrase or awkward chunk of dialogue, it's because I wanted the mod to be applicable to mono-gendered/ungendered/transgendered empires. Absolutely no AI was used in the making of this mod, and it never will be. I'll swallow my pride and subject you to mouse-drawn stick figures a thousand times before I subject you to slop. If you've ever seriously thought about transitioning, you should take HRT. It's really not that scary. [Download Instructions] Unpack the .zip folder using your un-packer of choice Place both the .mod and the mod file in your Stellaris mod folder (Usually in Documents\Paradox Interactive\Stellaris\mod) Run the game's launcher, and add the mod to your current playset [Content Warnings] Vague content warning: TAA-HS deals primarily with hyper size kinks. Growing breasts the size of cities, coating planets in cum, being pregnant with too many babies to count, etc. If you're not into that kind of erotic content then this mod probably isn't for you. Specific content warning: [Acknowledgements] Me! And the Stellaris devs I suppose, since most of this mod came from copy-and-pasting their code. Submitter E V E Submitted 07/11/26 Category Stellaris Requirements Stellaris 4.4.6+ Stellaris: Grand Archive Story Pack

It has been five days since the last egg slipped free, and still I cannot bring myself to destroy them. Scientific rigor demands observation; sentiment—or whatever poisoned impulse now stirs beneath my ribs—demands preservation. I tell myself the former justifies the latter. I am not certain, but I believe it. In the hours immediately following the oviposition, panic lent me clarity. I gathered the eight pale orbs into a hastily lined satchel—soft wool scraps and a layer of oiled leather to cushion them—then forced myself to stand. My legs shook; the room tilted; the scent of mineral-sweet mucous still clung to my skin like guilt. I paid the innkeeper double what I owed, muttering something about urgent research that required solitude, and fled Whiterun before the market bells could ring fully awake. My own small house on the edge of the plains—more laboratory than home—welcomed me with the familiar reek of dried herbs and spilled reagents. I barred the door, shuttered every window, and placed the clutch in the warmest corner beside the hearth, where the fire could lick at the stones without scorching them. For the first day, they remained as they were: luminous white, faintly translucent, veined with the palest blue. I measured them (circumference 28–31 centimeters, weight approximately 1.4–1.7 kilograms each), noted surface temperature (warm, 2–3 degrees above ambient room heat), and sketched their positions in my field journal. No movement. No sound. Only the soft, almost imperceptible throb beneath the leather-like shell when I pressed a finger to one. Over the next three days, the change crept in slowly, methodically, as though the clutch itself were conducting an experiment on me. By the second morning, the pallor had begun to fade, replaced by a deepening taupe that darkened hourly toward rich brown. The shells stiffened—pliable kid-leather giving way to something denser, more chitinous, as cured boar hide stretched over bone. I recorded the progression in hourly increments: color shift from ivory to ecru to walnut; increasing rigidity (indentation under thumb pressure reduced from 4 mm to less than 1 mm); a faint, dry rustle when I held one close to my ear, as of sand shifting inside a sealed vial. On the fourth day, the first cracks appeared—not violent fractures, but hairline fissures radiating from the poles like frost on glass. I sat vigil through the night, quill in hand, flame low. The room filled with a new scent: sharp chitin dust mixed with the old mineral sweetness, now almost cloying. Hatching began at dawn on the fifth day. It was not dramatic. No explosive births, no screams. Only a slow, wet parting of shell segments, accompanied by a soft, chitinous click-click-click like pebbles settling. The first nymph emerged head-first: no larger than my palm, pale and glistening, its segmented body still curled fetal-tight. Six stubby legs unfolded, tipped with delicate hooks; mandibles—tiny, translucent—worked soundlessly. It paused, antennae quivering, then scuttled sideways across the floorboards and vanished beneath the bedframe. The others followed in quick succession. Eight in total hatched; six survived the first frantic scramble. Two lighter-hued eggs produced only malformed husks—thin, watery contents that evaporated almost at once, leaving brittle membranes. The viable six were darker, denser, their carapaces already hardening to a deep chestnut gloss. They scattered like spilled beads: under the bed, behind the alchemy table, into the rafters, into the shadowed gap beneath the wardrobe. For a full day, they hid, silent except for occasional faint skittering when one shifted position. I did not sleep. I watched. I noted. By the second day post-hatch, they grew bolder. Hunger drove them first: they returned to the discarded shells, mandibles rasping against the remnants, consuming every scrap of casing and membrane. The sound was intimate, almost polite—small teeth on leather, methodical, thorough. Once sated, exploration began in earnest. They ventured across open floorboards, climbed the legs of my chair, and investigated the mortar and pestle left uncleaned on the workbench. One perched briefly on the rim of my inkwell, antennae dipping toward the black liquid before recoiling. They do not flee from me. If I move slowly, they do not startle. Several have taken to trailing my shadow as I cross the room, keeping a respectful distance of a meter or two. One—the largest, perhaps the first-born—has twice climbed onto my boot when I sat motionless at the desk, remaining there for several minutes while its antennae brushed the leather in slow, deliberate sweeps. Not affection, precisely; no nuzzling, no warmth-seeking like a kitten against a hearth. But recognition. Acceptance. A quiet acknowledgment that I am part of their environment, and they of mine. I find myself leaving scraps of meat near the hearth—rabbit from the market, cut small. They converge upon it without quarrel, sharing in orderly turns. I have caught myself smiling at the sight. The smile feels foreign on my face. Beneath the observation, the other thoughts gather. At first, they came as flickers: a sudden memory of pressure, of rhythmic pulsing, of that impossible, drowning ecstasy that overrode terror. I dismissed them as trauma residue, as the mind replaying horror to process it. But the flickers have thickened into insistence. My body remembers the stretch, the filling, the release. In quiet moments—when the nymphs are still, when the fire has burned low—I feel an echo low in my abdomen: not pain, not emptiness, but a hollow readiness. A craving for pressure. For the purpose. I tell myself it is a hormonal aftermath. The gray fluid, the eggs, the rapid gestation—all must have altered my endocrine balance. I could test it: draw blood, compare to baseline samples from before the incident. I could formulate a counter-agent, purge the influence. Yet each time I reach for the reagents, my hand hesitates. The nymphs are here. They are viable. They are mine—in a way no conventional progeny could be. To destroy them would be to destroy data. To abandon them would be to abandon discovery. To return north… to seek another encounter… would be to gather more specimens. To understand the lifecycle fully. To perhaps—gods forgive the thought—ensure their survival in greater numbers. The largest nymph has taken to resting against my ankle when I sit at the desk. Its weight is negligible, yet I feel it like an anchor. Its antennae brush my skin in slow circles, and for a moment, the room fades. I close my eyes and remember mandibles pressing—not crushing, but holding. Steady. Purposeful. I tell myself this is science. I am no longer certain who is convincing whom.

My journey northward passed with little incident, save for a brief encounter with a hungry wolf. The beast's yellow eyes caught the first light of dawn, but a firm press of my heels into my mare’s flanks and a generous amount of panic spurred us forward, leaving the wolf behind in a disappointed blur of gray fur. I arrived at the entrance of the cavernous domain at midday, heart still beating fast but none the worse for wear. Setting up camp this time, I chose a spot a little deeper in the caverns than my last expedition, yet still far enough to avoid any unwanted guests in the night. The terrain was rocky but workable, with a view of the twisting, crystalline formations that adorned the deeper recesses. My hands, once steady and methodical, worked to unpack my supplies—vials, pouches, mortar, and pestle—all the tools of my trade laid out in a familiar arrangement. Yet even as I prepared my station, I began to notice an unpleasant itch. The lingering effects of a night spent at the tavern, perhaps, had caught up with me, and a discomfort itch bloomed across my groin, persistent and maddening. Suspecting scabies or some other skin irritation, I decided to concoct a remedy on the spot. Nothing out of the ordinary to prepare a remedy at camp, or while traveling. I reached for the ingredients I had packed: glowing mushroom, cave moss for its healing essence, and, of course, what I thought was powdered chaurus egg. My head still felt heavy from my recent indulgence, and I failed to notice the subtle difference in texture and scent as I measured out the fine, gray powder for the egg portion. Then I reached for the vial of suspended ejaculate for the customary pinch to accelerate the effects. I struggle…to wri…… Recalling sometime later to update my notes. I crushed and blended the ingredients with practiced ease, creating a thick, pungent salve. I applied it liberally to the affected area, noting the immediate coolness and then... an unexpected surge of warmth. My pulse quickened, a flush rising over my skin in an overwhelming wave. I struggled to keep writing, but the heat grew more intense, spreading like wildfire. Arousal, powerful and uncontrollable, gripped me as my vision blurred and my thoughts scattered. I felt my strength slipping away, the world around me dissolving into darkness.

(3BA/BHUNP) OviBody - Reupload View File This is a re-upload of my Oviposition Resources mod. I originally took the mod down after receiving much harassment but am re-uploading the mod after encouragement from some friends. This mod does almost nothing on it's own and is intended to be used by other mods or for screen archery. What this mod does: This mod adds a visual effect to a character's belly for modders to implement when eggs have been laid inside them. See below Racemenu sliders: What you need: Your preferred body mod: CBBE 3BA or BHUNP AND Photoshop or Paint.net or Mu Dynamic NormalMap How to use: Install the version of OviBody that matches your body mod. If using Mu Dynamic Normal Map skip to step 9 from here. Extract the Normal Map resources that match your body mod to a place you can easily access. Locate your femalebody_1_msn.dds from your skin or body mod and create a copy of it somewhere you can easily access. Open your new copy of femalebody_1_msn.dds from your skin or body mod, in Photoshop or Paint.net. Open your desired Oviposition belly overlay from OviBody Normal Map Resources in Photoshop or Paint.net. Copy the Oviposition belly overlay and paste it over your femalebody_msn.dds texture and save. You may want to mess with the alpha a bit to blend the belly into the skin nicely. In your mod manager... Create a new mod and create a folder structure that matches where you found femalebody_1_msn.dds. It usually looks something like (textures\actors\character\female\femalebody_1_msn.dds) Copy your new femalebody_1_msn.dds into your newly created mod, activate the mod and let it overwrite your body/skin mod texture. Open bodyslide and rebuild your body with sliders to match the Oviposition belly normal map you created. The sliders can be found at the bottom of the sliders list. I also recommend using the pregnancy belly slider for a nice effect. Load your game and enjoy! I highly recommend using this mod with Mu Dynamic NormalMap as it makes editing your sliders much easier and hassle free. This mod also supports the Erin Race out of the box. Just apply the normal maps in the same way by editing the femalebody_msn.dds located in the Erin race mod itself. If the downloads break or the mod is down you can find all downloads for the Oviposition resources in my Discord server as well: https://discord.gg/Nh7Gn8unJA #FREETHEANIMELOLIS Extra content: OviMovement: This mod can be found exclusively on my Discord right now until we hear more from its author. I do not recommend it for playthroughs yet as it's still buggy and doesn't like to stop. But it can be fun to play around with. Thank you Meeps for the gifs! Permissions: If making a mod using these resources. Let me know, Oviposition content is few and far between, I love seeing it. You may under no circumstances make a UBE port of this mod. Submitter ダッキー Submitted 09/15/2025 Category Adult Mods Requirements CBBE 3BA, BHUNP or GT Softbody Photoshop, Paint.net or Mu Dynamic Normal Map Regular Edition Compatible Not Applicable Install Instructions  

Lovebugs: Night Shift This is a short interactive story about a girl working at an alien exposition center. As you do simple chores, you will find many opportunities to develop your relationships with your insectoid guests. Gameplay is a simple button-based navigation, with very rudimentary management elements. There are 17 erotic scenes so far, 13 full, 7 short ones. Only 2 of 3 species is available for romantic interactions so far, "Polyfly" and "Lassospider". There will be 1 major addition later, adding full story for "Quasiworm", bringing final game version to 1.0 Erotic content so far: Female Point of View Interspecies Sex Insects Lactation Breast Expansion Nipple Penetration Oviposition Nipple Birth Anal Penetration Anal Invasion Anal Oviposition Anal Birth NO scat NO watersports Character's insides are always empty and clean You can play the game online or download it here: https://greyraccoon.itch.io/lovebugs-night-shift You can read the walkthrough for version 0.3 here: https://pastebin.com/UYs370Yu You can support me on Subscribestar: https://subscribestar.adult/greyraccoon You can join me on my Discord server: https://discord.gg/GmKy6cXd22 Screenshots:

View File Tentacled creatures and sentient slime now guard the piles of chaurus eggs lying in the caves of Skyrim. If you disturb them, they may turn you into their next breeding ground. Overview This is a very simple add-on for Estrus Chaurus+. Instead of having to suffer being a target dummy for the chaurus to get tentacled, you can now simply mess around with their eggs to have some fun. Everytime you activate a pile of chaurus eggs, there's a 5% chance of a tentacle creature of slime creature to have its way with you. This also works with NPCs, so you can ask your followers to harvest chaurus eggs if you want to start a coven of brood mothers. If you have Devious Devices installed, and you're wearing a chastity belt, you can harvest chaurus eggs without risk of being assaulted. Compatibility This mod simply adds a script to the chaurus eggs objects, and so has to be loaded after any mod that edits them, like harvest overhauls. This mod supports Devious Devices chastity belts, but it does not require DDI. This mod does require Estrus Chaurus+ Submitter Code Serpent Submitted 12/18/2018 Category Misc Sex Requires Estrus Chaurus+ Special Edition Compatible No View File