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Chapter 1
"Professor Jocelyn Peabody slipped the flask back into the incubator. The experiment appeared to be proceeding well. The effects of cosmic radiation seemed much as predicted but she would need to check the culture in another four hours to be sure. She noted the time on her clipboard and waited as the panel door from the laboratory hissed open. She pushed a loose blonde hair back into place and stepped out into the corridor.
As she headed along the gangway, towards her cabin, she was suddenly aware of another presence, something watching her, something near.
She turned, caught a glimpse of a single green tentacle and then, catching her heel in the steel grating of the gangway, fell backwards on the steel platform, knocking the breath from her body, and letting her clipboard spin from her grasp.
Before she could scream the beast was upon her. One tentacle pinioned her wrists above her head, another snaked across her face, the rim of a sucker encircling her lips in an obscene alien kiss. As she gasped to breathe, a fleshy proboscis erupted from the centre of the sucker, pressing between her teeth and filling her mouth, preventing the slightest cry.
She could see nothing beyond the bulk of the warty green flesh of the tentacle that pressed across her mouth but felt another tentacle encircle her waist, pinioning her to the walkway and others locking her ankles, first left then right, against the stanchions of the walkway hand rails.
As she struggled and tried in vain to scream, choking against the creature's fleshy gag, a single yellow eye rose over her like a malevolent, watery, sun. Beneath it a sharp, parrot like beak, snicked menacingly, sulphurous-smelling drool, dripping from it as a grey, scaly, tongue darted back and forth.
Peabody watched in terror as the eye sank back behind the tentacle once more, then heard the sharp click of the beak as she felt it snatch at the buttons of her lab coat and then her blouse. As the beak snatched and tore at her clothes, cold drips of the sulphurous saliva fell across her breasts. She felt as much as heard the beast give a grunt, seemingly of satisfaction. Then, her wrists still locked immobile, her waist still clamped to the floor, the tentacles about her ankles loosened and their tips began probing upwards, along her stocking clad calves and on, beneath the hem of her skirt.
As she tried to struggle she felt the tentacle across her mouth stiffen locking her head rigidly. Two smaller tendrils snaked up towards her forehead, latching on to her temple with smaller suckers. As the suckers attached the beast could see every emotion, every sensation that the Professor was experiencing as it explored her body. And Professor Peabody could see into the mind of the beast, its every lust and desire clear.
Still trying to scream, her terror given voice by her vision of the beast's intentions, Professor Peabody fainted…."
Navigation Officer - 3 rd Class, Garan Duufrig was stirred from his reading by the insistent flash of an amber lamp on the panel in front of him. He let go the copy of Astounding Stories, letting it hang in zero gravity just where he left it. "Huurr," he thought as he turned to the panel. "Always at a good bit…" Duufrig loved these space romances, though why the heroine was always a pasty earth girl with only four limbs, he never could work out. Still they knew how to give a guy a good time and that was the main thing.
