The Cephalopods #13 ~ Prologue 2 ~ The Pirate & The Renegade

The Cephalopods, Prologue 2, The Pirate & The Renegade, by Devoured Star 9. Image created by the author using ‘Canva’

SCIENCE FICTION | EROTICA | HORROR

The Cephalopods #13 ~ Prologue 2 ~ The Pirate & The Renegade

Now the Lieutenant was going to eat

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. The Prologues and the Prelude form Part 5:‘Origins.’

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

Use the ‘Listen’ option on ‘Medium’ and select a female voice to enhance your experience of this story.

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“Who are you people?” asked the Lieutenant.

“The Old Men of Earth,” the creature leered as his tentacles peeled her black, sweat-soaked vest from her pretty breasts. “We won the Gender War.” His ugly head was encased in a translucent energy globe.

“There was a war?” said the Keira, as he inhaled her intimate scent of overripe roses.

“We learned how to clone, so we freed the females from reproduction, but you declared war on us and gave us the Pox.” He grappled her thighs and buttocks as he projected his lustful intent into her feeble mind. “We created the squids to protect us, but you fled and left us here with them.”

“But, you have an alliance with the Lady?” quizzed Keira, as she gripped his thickest tentacle and licked its salty length.

“She protects us. She wants us to annihilate the squids before the Empress can engineer them for her own purposes,” prattled the scrawny man, as he pulled her clammy synth-leather pants away.

The other old men had plundered the zooka-blasters and incinerated every nepenthes plant and squid in sight. Now they discussed whether they should devour The Pirate and the Ensign now, or maximise their delicious terror by feasting on the Lieutenant first. They smelled of ammonia and rotting pears.

Keira could hear their juvenile thoughts as clearly as the despair of the jungle squids all across the world.

“You created the Nectocaridids and the Cephalopods to subjugate the women when the world was lost to climate change and nuclear conflict,” declared Keira, and the little man pulled back in surprise. “You cloned humanity so that you no longer needed women to sustain it. You were the aggressors. The Testes Plague was our only defence.”

“Who told you this?” hissed the old man, hesitating in his reverie.

Keira smiled, and with a subtle flick of her free hand, sliced off his swollen member with her palm-blaster.

“The cephalopods are telling me now. They say that I have a cephalopod’s brain. I am your worst nightmare,” she declared as he fled up into the air, screaming with agony and loss.

As his hideous old cronies shrieked and rallied to his aid, their shiny new zooka-blasters erupted, incinerating their arms, shrivelling their tentacles, and rupturing their protective energy globes, exposing their vile heads to the salty sea air and the winds of time that no old man can deny.

The jungle sighed with relief as Kiera surveyed the destruction. “New design feature,” she quipped as she tossed the ruined member into the pile of seared flesh. “The zookas self-destruct in enemy hands.”

A mass of greasy Nectocaridids spilled from the dunes, unleashed by the jungle to devour the groaning old men. The sight and sound of the slaughter was vile, and the Lieutenant revelled in it.

Sophia and the Pirate hid in the dunes, waiting to grab the remaining blasters and run.

The ransacked freight-bot lobbed grenades to keep them at bay, while Keira grabbed three undamaged zooka-blasters as a lure, and ran to the jungle.

The First Mate’s panicked voice rang in her ears, worried about the explosions, but the Lieutenant was calm. “Bring the convicts to me. All of them.”

Keira forged through the undergrowth with a new vigour, barely noticing the weight of the zookas as she followed the squids’ psychic call.

She stumbled into a sun-dappled clearing to behold a cluster of glowing pears suspended from slender black stalks, above a dark husk of vegetable matter by a gnarled tree.

The vegetable mass split and bloomed, and Keira inhaled the spicy toxins that spilled from the pulsating mass.

Something unseen pushed out eight, white petals to form a bed that swelled with a hunger for human flesh, its crimson veins dripping with perfumed venom as a puff of intoxicating pollen settled on the Lieutenant’s sweaty face.

She placed the weapons on the peat, stepped up onto the welcoming epidermis, and relaxed into the mass of tentacles that rose to caress her and peel the remains of her uniform from her petit body.

For the first time in her life she was at peace, and her thick chestnut hair crackled with psychic energy as she listened to the soothing calls of a billion welcoming squids.

Ensign Sophia stumbled into the clearing, intoxicated by the thick jungle air. Keira smiled.

The renegade hesitated and half-raised her primed blaster, but observed the tentacles peeling away the last remnants of Keira’s uniform and caressing her firm tits and hard nipples, stroking her strong thighs, and sucking her rosy vulva.

Her weapon slipped from her sweaty grasp and thumped into the mossy ground, and she stumbled up to relax into Keira’s arms, letting her squeeze her plump little tanned boobs out of her sodden khaki vest, as the spurred tentacles surgically removed her fatigues from her tender poached flesh.

Cass emerged into the hushed clearing. “Fuck,” she said, knowing that she had made her last mistake. As the golden Seeds swelled and broke from their slender stalks and bobbed up into the thick air, she fell to her knees and raised her flinty eyes in terrified wonder.

“Behold,” whispered Keira into Sophia’s pretty left ear, “the Seeds are going to devour your pirate lover. Then I’ll help the squid to feast on your nutritious delights. Later, when my crew and prisoners get here, we’ll devour them too,” whispered Keira as she ran her fingers through the Ensign’s thick black hair, and licked the sweat from her slender neck.

The golden orbs merged into one translucent globe, and showered the mesmerised pirate with intoxicating pollens as it transmitted its lust for her.

“Do you give yourself willingly to the Seeds,” smiled Keira, as she caressed the fascinated Ensign on her lap.

Cass dribbled and sighed as the rippling orb moulded to her tensing long body, and sprouted tendrils to peel away her synth-leather basque and pants, to expose her ebony perfection to the ravenous juvenile squids inside. Her elongated growl of lustful hunger was affirmative enough for the hungry mass.

Her flinty eyes glinted with a yearning euphoria as the tendrils curled around her matte breasts and plucked her black-cherry nipples, and snaked around her firm buttocks and strong thighs, seeking the sweet source of her spiced molasses scent.

As the epidermis thinned to breaking point against her unblemished skin, she gasped and jerked, and sprayed fine ejaculate onto the translucent film, driving the little crimson squids wild with expectation.

Cass groaned to an ecstatic finale, bucking and growling with a deep, primeval lust, and there was a massive ‘POP!’ and a ‘WOOSH!’ as the wobbling orb inverted to envelope her jerking form.

The ravenous little cephalopods swarmed all over her writhing body. The Seed clouded over, and she was noisily absorbed.

The massive orb bounced away into the dark jungle, and the Pirate was gone.

“That’s how you love a Pirate,” whispered Keira in Sophia’s right ear, as she pushed her left hand between the Ensign’s willing thighs and cupped her throbbing arousal.

Sophia sighed, and her whole body shuddered as she succumbed to Keira’s sweet caresses, while the tentacles continued to clench her twitching buttocks and savour her fresh tequila notes.

“I love diversity,” explained the renegade Lieutenant, as she revelled in the feel of Sofia’s silky hair against her face. “I’m glad your ancestors preserved the ancient races. What if we were all to smell, taste and orgasm the same? Where’s the fun in that?”

“You’re Anglo,” sighed the Ensign.

“No,” Keira smiled. “That’s not an ancient race. It’s a mixing pot,” she sighed. “I was created by the biotechs. Have you ever seen me eat?”

The Ensign was unable to answer. Keira gripped her plump little tits and felt her hard little nipples against her palms, as Sophia jerked her hips in time with each long ripple of the tentacles against her clenching cunt.

“I’m so hungry for you, Ensign Sophia,” growled Keira. Everything about the Lieutenant had changed today. Now she was ruthless. Now she was going to eat.

Sophia’s eyelids fluttered as she jerked to a massive orgasm, her staccato cries echoing through the damp jungle. The epidermis rippled and split beneath her tensing buttocks, and a hideous octopus rose up, and Keira loudly orgasmed as it hauled the Ensign’s spasming body into the nepenthes plant, to be mercilessly absorbed in a flurry of tentacles, arms, legs, and silky, long hair.

The First Mate and her crew herded the crims into the clearing, where they were mercilessly devoured by the waiting jungle squids.

Keira inhaled Sofia’s tequila essence from her discarded mustard beret, and guzzled her warm nutrients through a fleshy protuberance from the nepenthes plant.

The Empress’ drone transmitted it all.

Time passed.

Keira’s clone-sister paid an Innocent to divert a pleasure barge to the jungle planet, to recruit a highly skilled whore.

Later, a copper-haired mercenary came looking for her.

… Continue to the Prelude to see the origins story for the Empress, the Lady, and the Harem Escort: ‘The High Priestess’…

Inspired by the ‘Doctor Who’ TV story, ‘The Creature From The Pit’ (1979).

CHARACTER LIST
Keira, the Lieutenant (Roses):
Officer and agent of the Empress.
Ensign Sofia, the Latino (Tequila):
A soldier, the Pirate’s lover.
Cass, the Pirate (Molasses):
A pirate, a brigand.
Old Men of the Sea, Old Men of Earth
(Ammonia, over-ripe pears):
Grotesque men with squid tentacles.
Nectocaridids:
Ancestors of the cephalopods.
Nepenthes Plant, Pitcher Plant:
The lair of the Cephalopods.
Cephalopods, Squids, Octopus:
Tentacled beasts.
The Seeds:
Seeds containing squids.
MENTIONED ~
Associate, Bikini Girl:
Agent for the Lady (Prologue 1).
Intern:
Keira’s half-sister (Chap 5~10).
The Empress:
The Lady’s clone-sister (Chap 2~4).
The Innocents:
Gender-fluid admin workers (Chap 7)
Gender fluid Chapter 8).

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