Page 6 of Tis the Season for Tentacles
I run a tentacle over my face and sigh in defeat. “There’s no helping it. We’re going to have to call the Alliance in and have them wipe this human’s memories.”
Khephren’s eyes go wide and his magenta tentacles start undulating in the air around him. “Wait! I just had the most amazing idea.”
Luna bounces to her feet. “Is it the same idea I just had?”
They clasp tentacles and giggle.
“We should invite this human aboard the ship for an intergalactic Christmas adventure,” they chorus in unison.
“Dear Goddess Thekmis, please save me,” I mutter.
Sasha strokes his chin thoughtfully. “That might be a good idea. We can suss out this person and make a more informed judgment call about what to do next. If nothing else, we can still return them later and have the Alliance wipe their memory then. For now, I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t really care to spend Christmas in an Alliance jail or having all of our precious cargo confiscated.”
Khephren’s eyes widen and he gasps. “They wouldn’t dare.”
Sasha shakes his head sadly. “They could say we’re illegally importing goods we haven’t declared. After all, we weren’texactly allowed in on the up-and-up anyhow. Hell, they might try to charge us with ridiculous customs feesandtake our stuff. It’d be a giant mess.”
And that’s if they don’t throw us in an Alliance prison.
Khephren looks around at all of the holiday decor, and his bottom lip quivers. “Our precious Christmas decorations.”
I groan. Evidently Sasha has joined Team Christmas Nutcases and I’m all on my own.
Fuck my life.
All three of them turn their gazes on me and I know I’m sunk.
“Fine,” I snarl. I launch the ship’s sensors to perform a sweep of the surrounding area, quickly identifying where our troublesome human voyeur is lurking.
“Gotcha,” I say with satisfaction and activate the tractor beam.
Chapter Two
“Tentacles and Torment: Body Swapped”byFeliXFiles
Fandom: “The Tentacular Tales of Captain Starblade” by KirklovesSpock4eva
Tags: Lord Vardox, Captain Starblade, body swap, tentacles, 18+
Part 3 ofTentacles and Torment
With a groan, Captain Starblade blinked his eyes open in confusion and slowly sat up from where he was lying on the floor.
What the hell happened?
He recognized this room. It was Lord Vardox’s bedroom aboard his ship. By now, Starblade had spent far too much time tied up in this room, enduring the tender torment of Vardox’s talented tentacles.
His head throbbed and he held up a hand to touch it, his memory oddly hazy.
Something was not right though.
He lowered his arm and stared at it in disbelief. His skin was an unusual reddish-brown hue and his fingers were tipped with short, black, claw-like nails.
Sheets rustled and he whirled around to stare at the bed. He couldn’t make sense of what he was seeing because the stunningly handsome blond man sitting up and gawking at him—was himself.
“What the devil?” he roared, and even his voice wasn’t the same.
Heart racing, he strode to the room’s connected bathroom and froze as he gazed in the mirror covering an entire wall.
