Djetth wakes up after enforced identity changing surgery to find his jaws wired shut, half his face in a hard mask. Still drugged, helpless, and unable to see, he realizes that two men are in the room, and one or both might be about to kill him

Helen of Troy in outer space

"Whoa... that's horrible," he groaned, knowing that females like to see anything horrible. Moaning, he clutched himself with both hands, one behind the other... Peripherally, Djetth saw the girls exchange glances. They were interested. "Fewmetty thing. Why the blue blazes would a bloody fish want to bite me there?" he muttered eloquently. The trouble with a bioluminescent penis tattoo is that the little organisms have a mind of their own. They only flash when life is gooood. "Can someone help me out here?"