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The Cephalopods #10 ~ The Lady & The Beast

An alliance was about to be born

Devoured Star in Serial Stories · 2026-06-10 14:31 · 50 claps · 7.0 min read
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The Cephalopods, Chapter 10, The Lady & The Beast, by Devoured Star 9. Image created by the author using ‘Canva’

The Cephalopods, Chapter 10, The Lady & The Beast, by Devoured Star 9. Image created by the author using ‘Canva’

SCIENCE FICTION | EROTICA | HORROR

The Cephalopods #10 ~ The Lady & The Beast

An alliance was about to be born

This is an erotic sci-fi novella for adults only. The story is set in a 
universe where warrior women feed each other to mutant tentacled beasts.

There are 14 chapters.
Chapter 10 and the Epilogue form ‘Part 4: The Rise Of The Cephalopods.’

*Special note: This image is the author’s personal favourite.

This story contains situations which some readers may find objectionable. 
All characters are 25+ and not based on any real people.

Sensory Accompaniments:
Lotus-flowers or over-ripe roses.
Glass of red wine.
Play ‘We Appreciate Power’ by Grimes feat. HANA again, on repeat.

Catch up with the story here:

[embed]The Cephalopods #09 ~ The Lady’s Serpent The Shieldmaiden kneeled before them, victoriousmedium.com

Down in the ruined Jungle Halls, the Praetorian warriors were statuesque and formidable, stretching their lithe bodies as they rested on their sword-hilts, lowered their hot blasters, or held their zookas across their flat stomachs.

Their synth-skins were in deep dark colours from scarlet, to aqua, to mauve, to mustard, and their postures accentuated the smooth curves and valleys of their pristine bodies while, their strong hair hung down their arching backs, as they waited for new inputs.

Aside from the grease stains on their glossy synth-skins and the scratches on their sweat-sheened faces, their bodies were unharmed, and they hungered for violence.

Their steely-eyed Commander rested her blaster on her glossy shoulder and leaned her cold cheek against its metallic warmth, slanting her smooth hips to lean on her ooze-smeared sword, and await a new command. Her lithe body was clad from foot to neck in a deep rouge synth-skin that flattened her diminutive breasts. Her black hair was unruly and freely tumbled around her firm shoulders, and her eyes were grey with a metallic sheen.

She used to be the Empress’ Harem Consort, until The Usurper Whore had impregnated her and the Chief Shieldmaiden with juvenile cephalopods, and sent them to the Lady.

The psychopathic royal had uploaded them to the Supreme Singularity, and the Harem Consort was reborn as the Praetorian Commander.

The Lady had recently fed the tragic Chief Shieldmaiden to her serpent. The slimy wyrm now stirred from its post-feeding slumber in a peaceful glade. It felt discomfort.

The beast scratched its throat with a claw. Something was lodged. Perhaps a nipple adornment. The serpent scratched again, but the irritant clung tighter.

The serpent didn’t know about the miniature cephalopod. The Scandi’s little squid had survived the devourment. It now declared itself to the Supreme Singularity.

At the same time, the former Harem Consort spasmed uncomfortably, as the little creature embedded in her vagina joined the conversation.

Both little squids used their host’s neural connections to tap into the Synth-God’s logic, and offer a plan for universal domination.

An alliance was about to be born, without the Lady being aware of it.

The Supreme Singularity received the inputs through its data links with the Praetorian and the serpent, and recognised the source sentience. The Synth-God was intrigued.

The Lady revelled in the defeat of the Cephalopods, and loudly consummated her victory with the blue-haired Usurper Whore, on the dying nepenthes plant, while her Praetorian Guard watched with lustful attention.

High in the jungle canopy, there was a flurry of spidery limbs and malevolent intent. An eerie hush blanketed the vast Jungle Halls.

Somewhere in the gloom, a depraved monster came sniffing for recently sated meat, purring as it glided between the massive trees, flowed over rotting logs, and skimmed across the boggy lakes, extending its oozing feelers to sniff the fresh lotus flower tones of its unsuspecting prey, and reaching out to her with its depraved mind to begin its seduction of her.

At last, the Synth-God declared its alliance with the Cephalopods, transmitting its catastrophic decision into the minds of the Lady and all the humans who served her. Their grisly fates were sealed.

The Lady shrieked with betrayed fury, but Keira held her tight and relished the intimate lotus-flower scent that rose from her twitching vulva, as the Supreme Singularity abandoned the royal to her doom.

The Praetorians tensed as their synth-skins powered down. Abandoned by the Synth-God, they were no longer invincible. They gripped their grimy weapons in their sweaty hands, fearfully scanning the jungle for threats.

They looked to their Commander with betrayed terror, and she raised her grey-steel eyes to the high jungle canopy and observed it sprouting spidery limbs and hideous bodies on silver, gelatinous threads.

A hoard of re-engineered cephalopods descended from the heavens to begin the new war.

They fell upon the shrieking Praetorians, wrapping each delicious victim in their flaying tentacles, peeling the ruined synth-skins from their writhing fit bodies, ejaculating their digestive ooze to baste their succulent flesh, and suckling their nutritious delicacies, until every one of them was noisily absorbed in a flurry of merciless tentacles.

Their cold Commander observed with satisfaction, while her Lady continued to shriek every curse under the Seven Suns from the warm lap of the vengeful Usurper Whore.

“NOOO-OOO!” shrieked the doomed psychopathic Lady, in a parody of her poor, murdered Shieldmaiden, so recently devoured by her Serpent. “THE SUPREME SINGULARITY HAS ABANDONED ME!” she cried with her energy bangles raised but useless.

“Thanks for bringing your ships,” smiled Keira as she kissed the Lady’s clammy brow, gazed into her topaz eyes, and gestured to the heavens to demonstrate the colossal, rippling electric-blue plume that now rose from the jungle canopy to engulf the remnants of the fleets.

The battle-barges were way too close now. A thousand squids had gently called to their commanders for many days, compelling the Lady’s mercenaries to believe in their ultimate victory, and the Empress’ military to believe in their miraculous salvation. Thus, 500 battle-barges had been herded into the narrow piece of evening sky between the jungle canopy and the dark clouds.

They clustered together like doomed whales, their crews relinquishing the fight as they crowded around their scopes to observe their fate, while the Seeds floated up to them in their thousands, born up high on their telekinetic currents, spreading out wide in an immense, electrified funnel, strobing electric blue with deep scarlet veins of boundless energy, and calling to the euphoric crews to let them in so that the hungry Seeds could consume, plug into the Supreme Singularity, commandeer, and conquer.

The Lady’s crazed eyes took in the horror of it all as the Whore gripped her wide hips between her strong, tattooed thighs, and watched the purring mutant slide in and mould its mushrooming feelers to the Lady’s voluptuous buttocks, to suckle her sweet, succulent flesh.

The delighted Nectocaris-Cephalopod hybrid set to work on its Royal victim, transmitting its perverse intent directly into her furious mind as it extended more drooling feelers onto her broad back, stimulating her tasty Umbrian flesh as its oozing protuberances flowed under her robes and round her straining bulk to suckle her plentiful breasts and reach for her tender thighs, and its fascinated eye swivelled to study her immaculate Grecian plaits, and flushed, hot face.

As a wave of euphoria swept through her delectable body, the Lady welcomed the purring beast as it pulled up its bulk to take her into its loving embrace, stripping away the copious folds of her royal gown to access more of her succulent creamy flesh with its array of telescopic appendages.

“Do you give yourself willingly to the beast,” enquired her clone-sister’s Usurper, and, as the beast projected its lust for her into her fevered mind, the Lady moaned and spread her thick thighs, and welcomed the beast to devour her.

Each feeler sprouted thousands of external villi that rippled along her soft valleys and pressed in on every part of her voluptuous mass, and the purring monster extended more telescoping feelers to caress her tender delicacies, encouraging its groaning victim to offer herself up to its hungry perversions, as she moved her decadent body in time with its deepening purrs.

“It likes you,” smiled Keira as she looked into The Lady’s desperate topaz eyes, and locked lips and sensuous tongues for a final, euphoric kiss.

As the demented mutant suckled the Lady’s yearning cunt and drank her plentiful ejaculate, Keira inhaled her earthy lotus flower aroma, gripped her fulsome left breast, and sucked her swollen teat.

The Lady’s doom was near.

Keira tilted her head on one side to gaze into the doomed royal’s desperate big eyes, tenderly stroked her pretty, flushed face, and gestured at the carnage all around.

“Behold, your destruction is now!” crowed the gloating Whore.

Even the mighty Serpent had been consumed, as it had threshed around its leafy lair.

The demented mutant was ready to devour, and transmitted its hunger directly into the Lady’s stricken mind.

“You have to go now,” smiled Keira. “It’s time for your devourment.”

The Lady growled with lustful fury, and Keira reluctantly rose up from the devastated Throne Bed and went to the beautiful Praetorian Commander, and rained kisses upon her long, synth-skinned body.

“Hello, my Umbrian lover,” cooed The Usurper, as she licked the curve of the Praetorian Commander’s left ear in delighted celebration.

This was the last thing the Lady saw, as her demented lover inflated its glutinous bulk to draw her jerking body into its welcoming core, while she shrieked her staccato cries of doomed, ecstatic release.

The Lady’s pretty wild eyes darted this way and that as she was subsumed into the translucent mass, and the vile monster purred louder as it enveloped her delicious meat.

The Whore revelled in the ecstatic Royal’s tormented moans, that quickly dissipated into ragged gasps, and finally into pitiful whimpers, as her nutritious body was mercilessly absorbed.

It was the end of a dynasty, and the beginning of the end of the human race.

… To Be Continued

Inspired by the official lyrics music video by Grimes and HANA for ‘We Appreciate Power’ by Grimes feat. HANA (2020).

CHARACTER LIST
Keira, Whore, Usurper (Roses):
Found the Seeds, usurped Empress.
Lady (Lotus flowers):
The Empress’ clone-sister.
Empress, Witch-Queen:
Fed to the Seeds in Chapter 4.
Supreme Singularity, Synth-God:
Artificial Intelligence.
Serpent, Wyrm :
Tentacled dragon/worm/snake hybrid.
Shieldmaiden, Scandi (Honey):
Former leader of the Shieldmaidens.
Cephalopods, Squids, Octopus:
Tentacled beasts.
Nepenthes Plants, Pitcher Plants:
The lairs of the Cephalopods.
Beast,Nectocaris-Cephalopod hybrid:
Squid-slug hybrid.
Praetorian, Harem Consort (Saffron):
Former Empress’ henchwoman.
The Intern:
Biotech, Kiera’s clone-sister.
Biotech and Keira’s

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