Page 55 of Space Daddy and a Boy Called Twink

“A Labrador, pigeons, squirrels…a Chihuahua.”

“Well, a Chihuahua didn’t do this, did it?”

He described the attack and stumbling into a pipe before explaining, “I managed to get away, but I have to heal in the form that’s injured before my body will allow me to shift again. It was taxing enough to take on this Vorcon form to begin with. Then I had to get back here in this body, trying to evade people, which wasn’t as successful as I’d hoped.”

“She couldn’t follow you back, could she?” I asked, all worry.

He shook his Vorcon head. “I secreted a fluid that would patch up my injury and keep me from leaving a trail of scent back here. Vorcon males are excellent at disguising their scents from females. Don’t worry. You’re safe.”

“That’s the least of my concerns,” I assured him, though it was nice to know. “You’ll be okay?”

He looked at me with the most hideous face I’d ever seen, but it didn’t frighten me, not when I knew who it really was.

“I’ll be fine. It’s almost healed.”

I checked, and the spot where I’d seen the yellow leaking had completely healed over, shining black.

“Thank fuck,” Daddy said, collapsing onto his back, pulling from my hold. His body changed colors. “Please give me a moment. I need to return to my Furker body to fully recover, and I don’t want you to see me like this.”

His words stung. “You don’t want me to see the real you?”

“You’ve had to take time to adjust to my tentacles, and I don’t want to frighten you.”

“If I’ve seen you like this, I’m pretty sure I can handle anything.”

“I’m only afraid that once you know how I really look, you won’t be attracted to me anymore.”

I could understand his concern. I was hot as hell for Daddy in the body he’d made to attract humans, but given what he looked like now, it was entirely possible that when I saw the real Daddy, it wouldn’t do those same things for me. But despite the uneasiness and fear, I didn’t hesitate. “I want to see the real you, Daddy. Please.”

His breathing steadied, and then his appendages swelled, breaking through the black, armored skin. Eight protrusions pushed out of the spine of his Vorcon body, growing rapidly, like vines, spreading throughout the shower, until they became the familiar tentacles that had given me so much pleasure. The oval-shaped face became more spherical, morphing until it looked more human. Thick, bulging pink veins ran up his expanding neck and across his face, weaving around the eyes. Soon, he was more like a human—with two arms and legs—his body strong and thick with muscle, a mix of pink and purple. His wide eyes had blue to them, like they did in his human form, but they looked like there were little icicles across the tops of his irises.Andoh my God, that cock was massive. Surely too big for a human to take.

But it made my hole twitch and had me thinking,I wonder if I could.

“You’re not scared,” he observed.

“No,” I said, realizing that not only wasn’t I scared, but I was drawn to this form too. He was still beautiful to me.

He reached up and rested his hand, which was nearly the size of my face, against my cheek before a tentacle slid around the back of my neck, cupping.

I took hold of his hand and turned, kissing it gently, to demonstrate how I felt about his new form. I leaned down and moved close to his lips, studying them. Aside from being larger than they would have been on a human, there wasn’t anything much different about them. And I definitely wasn’t afraid as I took a kiss. Daddy enjoyed my mouth as he would have in his human body, a tentacle wrapping around my neck and tugging gently.

That’s fucking hot.

My cock hardened as his tongue met mine, and I relaxed into his kiss. His scent was earthy, like a subtle cologne he emitted.

Based on what he’d told me, I’d expected to feel repulsed by him, yet it was the exact opposite. Furker Daddy wasn’t so different than human Daddy, and the way he kissed and locked his tentacle around my neck…yeah, he still did everything right.

As he pulled away, he whispered against my mouth, “That first time we played with my tentacles, you enjoyed having my tentacle around your throat like this?”

I nodded. Obviously, there was no point trying to hide that from him, and even if I could, I was kind of curious what that would look like in more intimate moments together.

“Naughty Twink,” he said before his light-purple tongue slid out and licked up my lips, igniting a fire within me.

“Come on. Let’s get you to bed, and we can have some cuddles.”

He snickered. “I like the sound of that.”

I helped him to his feet—well, I don’t know how much help I was with that, but I did my best. It was clear that task was enough to take what remained of his strength out of him, so I dried him with a towel before guiding him into the bedroom. He pulled the sheet back with one of his tentacles, then collapsed onto the mattress, breathing deeply.