When we last left Alice, she had been given up to alien invaders, betrayed by the senator with whom she had been having an affair. Now aboard their ship and having come to the realization that all they want from her is sex, she is eager to live up to their expectations. In this second installment of Alice's saga, she is offered a deal: she can return home only if she is able to please an entire gathering of alien men. Listen along as she sucks, screws, licks and rides her way to freedom, all of which culminates in a steamy encounter of the sexy kind with their alien leader.

After being abducted, probed and gangbanged, life is peaceful for Alice on her new home: the alien planet Drios. The aliens had accepted her into their society at her request. The only condition was that she had to cater to the alien men's every sexual desire in exchange for a new, peaceful life. Much to everyone's surprise, another group of aggressive space creatures moves in for an attack. Alice is the taken hostage and held for ransom by this new race of tentacle-clad aliens. Now she has a whole new mission: survive the alien tentacle invasion and escape their sticky clutches.

Gather round close, for I have a secret to tell. Late at night, while everyone is sleeping, dreaming of white knights and fairytales. I'm making friends with the monsters. They call to me, like finds like, right? My biggest secret, I'm the scariest monster I know. I think I'm the bad guy.

I make a living out of screwing over the jerks who capture and torment supernatural beasties. But when I free a bunch of particularly powerful monsters from their cages, I'm not counting on them following me home like lost puppies - stunningly hot lost puppies, but still. These manly monsters are determined to repay me for my help, and they won't get out of my apartment, until they're satisfied we're even. There's something to be said for allies so devoted they'll tear off heads and shred souls on your behalf. I'm all for joining forces.

Especially a matchmaker who works at the kind of paranormal bathhouse that would have grandmothers clutching their pearls. A worse look is a matchmaker experiencing a crisis of confidence. I am that matchmaker.