Tuesday, December 2, 2025

D6x6 Space Hunks

By the coercion of bad doctor.

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D6 This space hunk comes
1 from a nation of orbital installations in the shimmering ring of a gas giant. Those who lived above the ring duelled with those who lived below in beautiful vacuum-dance duels to the death.
2 from the goon-cubes of a totalitarian social-democratic world, where the satisfaction of animal needs was held to be the highest virtue.
3 from an interstellar host bar where the hosts were grown from scratch to match the tastes and whims of particular clients.
4 from a colony of mega-aesthetes who created a brief civilization in a comet as it sublimated away in sunlight.
5 as a creche-prototype from a planet of sapiosexual geniuses, who considered him a hideous failure.
6 as the last survivor of a planet that was destroyed by a cosmic warlord in a fit of jealous rage after being cuckolded by one of its ultra-handsome inhabitants.
D6 This space hunk wears
1 ceremonial armour of golden plates and delicate chains that defend little and expose much.
2 baggy, near-frumpy, yet inexplicably-expensive clothing.
3 an anti-gravitational mankini that shifts in ripples between glowing neon colour schemes.
4 a tailored, holographic suit emitted from his bow-tie.
5 a veil of living silk that coils around his body from an eyebrow-ring down to a toe-ring.
6 chrome ribbons and bangles lined with blinking LEDs.
D6 This space hunk's most hunkadelic feature
1 is his popping abs - where the abs pop, more surge up from beneath.
2 is the slender yet defined curve of his ass, each twitch powerful and purposeful.
3 are his soft, plump, pouty lips placed upon a jawscape of chiselled, angular mathematical perfection.
4 is his strong brow and piercing gaze.
5 are his mighty, meaty pecs.
6 are the sculpted curlicues of his body hair, each more fragrant than any flower.
D6 This space hunk has
1 no belly button - he hatched from an egg.
2 compound eyes like cut gemstones, and finger-long lashes that curl along chitinous segments.
3 twin heartbeats like steady drums, and a constant, cozy warmth.
4 a tail that is as strong as it is dextrous - which is very.
5 three tongues, each tipped with three prehensile lobes.
6 pincers on his hips which assist with leverage in love-making.
D6 This space hunk is
1 fond of animals & plants (or their local analogue) and refuses to harm either. Subsists entirely on ultraviolet light and ice. He makes really annoying sounds when he's chewing ice.
2 a huge gamer & space-sports-gambler.
3 a fanboy of Earth-culture, but gets many times, places, and people confused. Do not ask him about Emperor Hitler.
4 a hobbyist literary critic, but one who's actually good and not like one who just gives a synopsis and their sentiments.
5 seeking a fellow hunk to merge eternally with, so that the virtuous cycling of their yang energy will birth a new and vibrant star.
6 the lead guitar in a space-rock band which has never received any allegations of anything untoward.
D6 This space hunk
1 ejaculates puffs of glittering stardust - don't get this in your eyes!!
2 has euphoric sweat that gives a nice buzz.
3 is mildly telepathic, and can share sensations with those he touches.
4 is biologically incapable of feeling possessive of someone.
5 can do that E.T. thing where he can make a part of him glow and heal minor injuries but instead of the tip of his finger it's his penis.
6 doesn't sleep, and must regularly extract chemo-fluid from a gland instead. Drinking this fluid lets you experience the dreams he didn't have.

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