Page 46 of Tis the Season for Tentacles
Very much.
I strut a little bit closer, wanting to see what other reactions I can elicit.
But to my dismay, Felix loses his balance and stumbles back into the wall.
And right into a big red button.
Instantly, the lights turn down low and take on a red tint as an artificial voice intones, “Activating room intimacy mode. Enjoy!”
Chapter Ten
“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 5.5 ofTentacles and Torment
“That’s right, darling. Loosen this naughty hole with your tentacle,” Vardox purred from where he lay sprawled naked on the bed.
It was a real mindfuck to be getting ready to fuck himself, but Starblade’s reservations over the matter were vanishing by the second.
He’d had no idea Vardox’s inner libido was so strong, but it was taking control of things and Starblade decided to let it.
The wet tip of one of his red tentacles moved of its own accord and began to trace circles on the outer rim of Vardox’s entrance.
“Oh! You’re quite sensitive, aren’t you, my precious Captain,” Vardox mused, his eyes gleaming.
Starblade hesitated. “Isn’t this… weird? Are you really up for getting fucked in my body but with me in yours?”
This body-swap business was beyond bizarre.
Vardox opened his legs wider. “Darling, I can’t wait to know what you experience when I fuck you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.” He winked at Starblade. “And I’ll carefully log all the details so I can enhance my performance with you once we get our bodies back.”
FELIX
When the automated voice starts talking and the lights dim, I don’t fully freak out.
But I soon realize, there’s oh so much more in store when it comes to this room.
Smooth music reminiscent of old-school R&B but with some ’80s saxophone vibes starts playing over invisible speakers to set the mood.
The change in the lighting has somehow made the penises on the wallpaper glow all around us, and the hot tub in the corner starts shooting graceful arcs of water into the air like it’s become a fountain.
But clearly, that isn’t all.
The automated voice interrupts again. “Pheromone gas activated for maximum arousal.”
I cough as the gas starts to come through the vents in the room.
Officially panicking now, I hurriedly press the button on the wall again, trying to deactivate the system.
“Sexual device selection randomizing,” the voice intones.
I gape like a deer in the headlights when a spotlight appears over the three shelves of sex toys. The light roves over the items before finally stopping on an enormous double-dicked alien dildo the length of my forearm.
“Random selection made. Enjoy your lovemaking,” the automated voice says.
