Hanna couldn’t believe that they actually were the ones kidnapped when they were trying to kidnap Brandon!

Their captors squeezed them all into an SUV. The jerk’s harem all tittered and acted coy, while also being surprisingly vicious to their group. They didn’t even let her real brother off, and he was passed out!

Then Brandon’s girls drove them to a campsite and parked the car. The got out and brought and forced them to keep going. Her alien brother showed remarkable strength once again. And carried her real brother all the way to a clearing.

The prince pressed something on his wrist and a white porcelain-like ship came into view.

The girls cheered.

“Brandon! You need to keep your promise to let us go flying!” The pink haired girl said.

“Of course I will. You know you all are my favorites. And I need to show each and everyone of you how much I appreciate what you did today. Capturing an intergalactic outlaw like this evil Tov here. It’s impressive.”

Intergalactic outlaw her foot!

“We just need to put these accomplices in stasis, and then I can question this evil man to see what nefarious deeds he was up to next.”

“Does that mean you’re finally going to show us what he did to the original Brandon?”

Hanna froze, but Danni shoved her gun into her shoulder and forced her to keep walking.

“Of course! I told you I’d put the man who injured poor Brandon behind bars.”

Well, thank fuck he wasn’t dead. To be honest, things did not look good. And the fact that Brandon was alive just let her hope that maybe they could pull through this dangerous situation.

The ship was actually several times larger than Kyle’s. And it had a cleaner feel to it since everything aside from the black floor was white and smooth, like milky glass. Although she noticed several hand holds seemingly arranged at random.

They reached a place where several stasis chambers were embedded into the wall. One of them had real Brandon inside. His head looked like it had bled profusely and his whole left side of his face was a giant bruise. Just what had this Lusundai done to him?!

Prince Brandon frowned. “Unfortunately, my ship was damaged in the crash so it will take awhile for all three stasis chambers to warm up. We’ll have to keep you in the holding cells for now.”

“But he has those tentacle things,” Britney said while pointing to Kyle.

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“I say cell, but it’s really an inescapable room.” He placed his hand on a smooth wall and a large door swished open. Then they pushed everyone inside.

***

Kyle paused just before the cell. If he didn’t think of something fast, then it would be too late to do anything. But what could he do? He’d surrendered hoping that the prince would let Hanna and Kyle go free. Maybe the Prince brought them as collateral? Or maybe he feared that they’d spread rumors about him trying to take over the planet in the slowest form of genocide?

But it had already happened. He had to move on and get everyone out of here.

Desperate to try anything, he flicked a drop of immobilization secretion on a few of the girls in the room. Well, it was a watered-down version he’d been planning to tempt Hanna into trying... but this was as good of a time to test its effects as any. And a Lusundai very rarely forgoes sex if can help impregnate more unsuspecting species.

Then, they forced him at gunpoint into the room. At least this prince seemed a bit honorable since he obeyed the rules of warfare that had been set up between the Federation and his own people... and didn’t just outright kill him.

Then, they closed the door, locking all three of them inside. Only, the door that closed was invisible, letting each side look at the other. Brandon stared down at him as if a king looking at a humble bug.

Then he turned...

Only to get jumped by several of the women who started tearing at his clothes.

“Seriously?!” Hanna said, exasperated. “Are they seriously not even going to wait until they get to a bedroom or something?”

Kyle blushed. “That... Might be my fault.”

She stared at, mouth agape. “Did you—”

“It was a diluted version I thought you might like to try... sometime. Since it seemed…” He trailed off, face burning.

Her face turned bright red, then she glanced down at the sleeping human still wrapped in his tentacles and looked obviously relieved.

He frowned. “Do you not want him to know about us?”

She grimaced. “I think telling him I was fucking a alien who looked exactly like him but way hotter, would strain our brother-sister relationship.”

He grinned. “But we’re not just fucking. We’re exclusive.”

She nodded shyly. Damn she was adorable. But this wasn’t the time. Now that he had distracted the Lusundai with a harem of desperately horny women, he needed to find a way out.

That was when the human Kyle opened his eyes and glared at Tov Kyle.

“You’re fucking my sister!” Then he took out Kyle’s blaster that he’d thrown away. Holy shit! When he collapsed, he must have angled himself in such a way that he reached for the weapon.

The two froze.

Hanna put her hands up, but that was pointless.

Tov Kyle grinned. “We should talk about this.”

“You’re fucking my sister!” He coughed and his hand tightened on the trigger. Nothing happened and Tov Kyle easily took the pistol from the human.

“Um. It’s a long story.”

“Is that why you wanted to get me to stay in stasis for however long you’re here. So you can keep fucking my sister... as me?!”

Kyle winced, then glared at the human, “We both know why I wanted you in stasis. I’d like to believe that no matter what other form I took over, Hanna would still be with me.”

She nodded. Then she grinned. “He’s right.”

Human Kyle looked so horrified and disappointed. “Did you know he was an alien at first?”

“Of course. Though there were accidental aphrodisiacs involved. I mean. We’re blood related, and I’m not into blood related family members. Even just thinking about it is gross.”

“Yet you’ll do it with an alien who looks like your blood related brother?”

Her face blushed. “There are circumstances you’re not aware of, Kyle. Like, I’m not—”

“—Are you sure you want to tell him that?”

She nodded. “You said he already suspects.”