The First Supper

They put me in a room with an old man so I could be away from the sun. As I waited, I noticed a few things about humanity. One, not everyone had a soul, or at least not a very bright one. In fact, MOST people had very dull beaten down souls, especially the orderlies and the nurses. A few doctors had souls and most of the patients had them but that was it. The man in the bed next to me had quite a bright soul. He was up and watching the TV but not saying much. I tried to flag down a nurse but nobody cared. Uh hello my squid face is up here!

Some people looked at me and children were visibly frightened but I just sat and smiled as often as I could. I didn't want to start a panic. Finally there was a lull in activity and it seemed like nobody was around. I noticed the old man next to me drifting off to sleep? Possibly. Then it hit me. I needed to feed on a soul this week and I hadn't done it yet. If I let it get to Thursday without feeding I would cease to exist. I glanced around for security cameras and found 2 but they both looked pretty busted. Besides, even if they worked I doubt anyone was working on the other end of them. Finally a nurse walked through the room.

That was the 4th time she has walked passed. Every half hour she walks by so ideally I have another 30 minutes before she comes by again.

I swallowed hard. This was a perfect opportunity. An older man sickly in his bed drifting off. Sorry, but I have fuel eternity somehow.

I got up and walked over to his bed. I didn't look up I didn't act cagey. I deliberately lowered my mouth down to his. He turned and almost started to speak but it was too late. My mouth was open and out of pure instinct I fed. His life **** flowing into me felt exhilarating and I could feel memories of his passing through my body. He was a navy pilot back in the day and was quite successful with the ladies. He was leaving behind a son who never spoke to him and a daughter who he still calls every month or so. Finally it was done. His body lay there still and the machines started going off as his body began to fail. I walked over to the hallway and called to a nurse who was already on her way.

She walked into the room while I lied down on my bed. I didn't say anything as she got a team around to try and bring him back. Eventually they gave up and that was that. They were hauling him away when I heard her voice.

"Uh yeah, I'm looking for John Doe? 206? Okay thank you." It was my sweet Victoria who walked through the room, no attitude, no bitchiness, no yelling, she was scared. Visibly scared. Lacey was there with her with her hand on Victoria's arm.

"Hello ladies." I said with a tone of faux seduction. "Check out my swanky new pad. Someone died in here not too long ago so it might be haunted." I winked and Victoria smiled but didn't laugh.

"I think I will leave you two alone for a bit." Lacey left the room and Victoria sat down next to me.

I decided to help her out a bit. "Hey you." I said, our standard text greeting.

She looked like she was about to say something big but decided on, "How are you feeling?"

I shrugged. "A little bored, and a bit tired, I feel better with you being here though." I said that last part more quietly, not sure she wanted to hear that. I wanted to give her the chance to break it off peacefully but I also didn't want to lie to her. "Look I get it. I have this crazy fuckin face and these fangs and I'm super weird and different now. If you can't handle that I totally understand." Her eyes shot up looking hurt and confused.

"What? No no no don't say that please I'm sorry, I didn't know how to react and I freaked out I should've stayed with you the whole time and I feel so terrible for bailing on you and I never want you to think..." She started crying and I leaned over and kissed her deeply on the lips. She was now as shocked as I was.

"Wait you think I'm mad at you for bailing on me? My face split open I think you handled that about as well as anyone could've." I laughed which broke her trance. She giggled a little and kissed me back. "I was just giving you the chance to break it off if you couldn't handle being with a squid guy... this is permanent you know. I'm not going back." Her eyes narrowed and her evil little grin returned.

"You think you transforming or whatever means you're not MINE?" Aaand she was back. "Turn into whatever animal you like you will never get rid of me!" I laughed hard. This was my queen. She would be the divine goddess of my empire and as we spread out across the stars, planets and cities and schools would be named after her. Statues erected in her honor and the best part was, she was gonna be there to yell at them for getting her nose wrong! She moved up to my head and ran her fingers through my tentacles, "Besides, I think you're really hot now."

The sensation of her fingers through my tentacles was indescribable and my cock instantly got hard from the feeling. It was like having a hundred dicks and she was jerking off every one of them. "Oh my fucking god never stop doing that please." My eyes rolled back in my head and I just let her take me.

She increased her **** on my head and kept running her fingers and I lost myself for a while. I came back and her mouth was pressed against the head of my dick and she was taking my load deep down her little throat. I pushed her down further and she gave me an annoyed look but that turned to pleasure as I shot another load down her.

I let her head go after a while and she came up for air. "Holy shit. That was fucking incredible." I said breathing heavily. "It felt like getting 100 dicks jerked off at once."

"Well I saw you getting close and didn't want you to fuck up the bed." She smiled clearly really into it. "Don't fucking push my head down ever again." She tried to say sternly.

"I will if I want to." I stuck my tongue out and she pushed it back in with her finger. I was gonna come back with a clever retort but the sound of a throat clearing interrupted us.

The doctor had finally come around to check on me. "Well, I can come back if I'm interrupting something," she said with amusement. The doctor was hot, like smoking hot. She had dirty blonde hair and big glossy lips, her tits weren't the biggest but they were perfect for her frame and her legs were smooth and long. She wore about 3 inch heels around the hospital too so she cared about her looks clearly. Victoria instantly went on alert.

"No, no I was just leaving, yeah, okay baby, feel better." Victoria didn't leave the room without giving the doctor a territorial glare. It made social situations difficult but I loved that glare.

I said good bye to Victoria and turned my attention to the bombshell in the frock. "So? Am I healthy as a horse? or Octopus rather?" She was not amused.

"I have been pouring over my notes and my textbooks and I even looked into a few papers written in Japan to find anything about your condition but I can't figure any part of it out." I just nodded and listened to her continue. "I hate mysteries when I can't solve them and this is crazy I mean you have tentacles and they work they aren't just there you have nervous control of them so they clearly are wired up to your brain." I started smiling like the cheshire cat. Unlike Julia, I felt like this doctor would not take "magic" for an answer. She was far too analytical. I just waited for her to tire out. "And then the thing with the sun. Why does it work in direct sunlight not indirect sunlight that makes no sense. Sorry, I am rambling and you are just nodding. I do that all the time but how can I not you are just so weird? Uh I mean, not weird just, different, I'm sorry." I held up my hand which stopped her.

"Relax. This is weird I'm not offended. But maybe take a deep breath and chill out for a second." She did that with a practiced ease, she did that a lot throughout the day. "The big over arching truth here is that I am fine. I'm not in pain, I am aware of my surroundings, and I really would like to get home and get some sleep there. It's been a long day." I point over to the bed where the guy next to me died. She looked defeated.

"I know but, look, I've been studying and working my whole life. I don't just want to be a doctor I want to be a pioneer in the field. I want to be famous for making a significant discovery and furthering science in medicine. Here you are, with working tentacles and a violent aversion to the sun and I really really don't want to let you slip through my fingers." She looked dejected. "But you're right. Your vitals are fine, clearly you are fine more or less and there's no real reason to keep you here." And here an opportunity presented itself to me.

My appearance could be explained away with some medical thing that this lovely doctor comes up with. I could allow her to study me, very very closely, and come up with a new disease that I suffer from which would totally and publicly alleviate the problems with this drawback. People would sympathize with me rather than fear me (as much) and she would make her pretty face famous.

On the other hand if I allow myself to be explained with science then I shut out the magic believers like Julia. Science vs Magic to explain what I am. Which would win out?