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But, knowing him, he had planned this contingency plan after discovering the Joisa, and knew how desperate I would be to mate the moment I arrived at the Facility.

I ran my eyes over the female and knew instinctively that Feon had chosen well.

Being amorous with this female was not going to be a hard endeavor.

My Steyatt sprung into action immediately, stronger even than it had been on the ride over.

I just looked at the female, taking her in, as she entered the room and shut the door behind herself.

She crossed the room, went up onto his tiptoes, and pressed her lips to mine.

Steyatt could be a real curse, but when you had a willing female to play with, it could become a real blessing.

And so, finally, I unleashed my desire upon her.

And she met it with her own passion… and then some.

It was a shame it would not end well…

10

BETH

The food in the cafeteria was delicious.

It was a huge food court-type place with hundreds of chairs in the middle and small kiosks selling all manner of food from cultures throughout the galaxy.

Some of the chefs wrestled with their ingredients.

Clearly some of the animals did not want to be put in the bubbling pot of hot green liquid.

Others reached out to me with long tentacles as the chef apologized and hastily brought it back to its small basket.

I was relieved to find not all the animals were for eating.

The escaping tentacled creature was actually helping cook the food!

Small holes had been cut into the basket so the creature’s twelve legs could stick out.

It gripped knives, spoons, and other implements and helped prepare a dozen different ingredients at the same time.

Bizarre.

I moved along the line, not sure if there was actually anything I was going to be able to eat.

Some of the best-smelling food looked inedible, while the most foul-smelling stuff looked like dishes from back home!

Finally, about three kiosks before the end, I came to a store that sold human-like food.

It was not very popular and many of the customers shook their heads, labeling it as “bland.”

But bland was a whole lot more preferable than still-wriggling, living creatures!

I filled up on pasta (that wasn’t quite pasta) and bread (that wasn’t quite bread) ensuring not to overstuff myself, which was not an easy thing to do considering how starving I was.

Once I had refueled, I was about to leave when I had the idea to take some dishes back to the room for the Prince.

I hesitated, not knowing what his species liked to eat — and even less what a Royal Krev liked to eat!

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