Brrk timed it perfectly, the ship pulled into the space port exactly 25 minutes after he had radioed Trevor's
ship with the message that he had Trevor's genitalia. Of course, he didn't have it yet. The Thulian checked
the Chronivac settings.
The ship was secured at the Stellar Express loading dock, but the door to the ship didn't open. The Stellar
Express ground crew finally opened the door and boarded the ship. They were shocked to find it empty. Trevor
had vanished. They inspected the cargo. There was a notation about a missing package, but there were the
right number of packages. It was just that one of the packages didn't match the manifest.
"This one is addressed to a Thulian right here at the Spaceport," said one of the workers handing a plain tan
package to the supervisor.
Trevor wanted to scream. Just after landing, he had collapsed into the package that the Stellar Express
supervisor was now holding.
"Damn, we'll have to search our cargo bays for it. Somehow it got switched with this package. I also have to
notify the home office that one of our pilots is missing. Hm, maybe we should call the police..." he said
squeezing the package as he thought. Then he tossed the package that was Trevor to a guy on the ground with a
bin full of boxes. He shouted, "Well, at least we can deliver this one to Mr. Brrk, and then we'll have to
find a way to deliver the rest of these packages without a pilot."
Brrk scurried home as fast as he could. He was a bit miffed that the Stellar Express Deliveryslug didn't show
up until the next day with his package.
"I was expecting this yesterday," Brrk complained.
The giant mollusk undulated, which was the best it could do to simulate a shrug. It said, "Sorry, Mr. Brrk, I
just deliver the packages when I get them."
"Fine."
He slammed the door, and carried the package to his bedroom. He almost used his powerful claws to rip the
package open, but he remembered all of the package was Trevor.
He exposed his rows of teeth, and gently pressed the two sides of the parcel simultaneously. Instantly,
Trevor inflated. He blinked as his arms and legs rapidly inflated. He stared down at his smooth crotch. He
noticed the leathery tendrils hanging from his head in lieu of his hair.
"Man, you're a hot sex toy," Brrk said inhaling Trevor's pheromones, and dropping its loin cloth. The one inch
black bear claw between his thighs shot out like a jack knife. The wet slimy talon was 8" around at the base
and was at least 24 inches long.
"Oh, no?" said Trevor shaking his head.
The Thulian leapt on him, and buried his black and red slimy talon deep inside the receptacle that was now
between Trevor's thighs. Trevor's eyes rolled back as the alien raped him. He had to admit it was the best
sex he had ever had. When at last it was over, he started to thank the Thulian, but it ignored him.
Brrk just slammed his hands against both sides of Trevor's head simultaneously. Instantly, Trevor began to
fold back up into a package for easy storage. He was left on a shelf in the bedroom for hours. Turned out
that Brrk would use Trevor repeatedly for the next few days, always putting him away when he was done.
On the fifth day, Brrk returned drunk, and immediately after raping Trevor, he fell asleep. Trevor eased
himself off the Thulian's mating horn, and then sat down to think. For some reason, he couldn't think when he
was just a package. He spotted the Chronivac, and saw on the screen his image, and his name and personal
details. He read about his former and current statistics, and swallowed hard. He was now according to the
screen a human-Thulian hybrid inflatable sex toy.
He also noticed that the Thulian had used the Chronivac on itself too. It's horn was 10cm longer than before,
and it was more muscular.
Trevor knew that he should change himself back and leave, but for some reason he didn't want to leave. He
really did enjoy the sex, and he found the male Thulian strangely attractive.