0 comments/ 48078 views/ 5 favorites Origin of the Pliscotheans Ch. 1 By: ronde The Xanthos settled quietly to the surface of Omthal, her plasma powered magnetic engines emitting a muted whine as they fought against the planet’s gravitational field. She carried a survey crew of three, who’s orders were to map this four thousand sardecs of the planet, catalogue the flora and fauna, and select at least three colonization sites. The colonist ships would follow from the missionary station after the return and report of the survey crew. Omthal was the fourth planet orbiting the sun called Anthes by the Pliscotheans, and had been selected as a colony planet because of it’s atmosphere, water, evidence of plant and animal life, and the probability of rich mineral resources. Omthal had been scanned many times, first from the missionary station by short wave gamma radiation, and later by digital video and thermal imaging equipment aboard several orbiting probes. The Pliscotheans had little choice in their decision to colonize Omthal. Their population had exceeded the bio-capacity of their home planet, forcing them to utilize colony stations orbiting their world, and now the stations were overcrowded. The missionary stations were constructed to seek and find new worlds for colonization, and were positioned throughout the galaxy. The main hatch of the Xanthos opened, and the survey crew leader stepped into the bluish light cast by Anthes. Arnak Sanava had seen twenty five cycles of his planet’s solar orbit, though he had never actually been to the planet’s surface. Of the species called humanoid by the biologists at the station university where he studied engineering, Arnak was one of the prime specimens selected by the Committee for Colonization by Pliscothea. The “CCP” logo on his close fitting uniform identified him as one of the few of his race selected to identify and begin settlement of new worlds. His body had been hardened by exercise, his leadership ability forged by the CCP, and he was also known to the females on the station to be a lover with skills uncommon for one of his age. Arnak stepped off the entry ramp onto the soil of Omthal, and breathed deeply. The atmosphere seemed alive compared to the recycled mix of gasses that passed for air on the station and survey ship. A slight breeze wafted through his dark wavy hair, and brought to him a musty, tangy odor that suggested plant life, water, and decay. He tapped the communicator on his wrist to summon the other two members of the survey crew, and was joined momentarily by two slender females, a buxom, blonde haired doctor/biologist named Shilla Novamene and the equally curvaceous, red haired botany specialist named Vrenna Annoe. Both females were as seductive as they were intelligent; their soft, tanned skin and body curves spoke to Arnak in the age-old language of males and females of ripening fertility, and their normal motions suggested a desire and capacity for great and continued pleasure. He watched their sensual approach, their hips swaying and breasts rising and falling inside the snug uniforms with each step, and blessed the psychological tenets behind their selection for this mission. Studies by CCP had indicated that a crew size of three was optimum for long term isolation from a station, because, while two crew members would soon become hostile to one another, the third member served as a mediator, and harmony would be restored. Studies also indicated that the proper gender ratio was one male to two females, and that the two females should be bisexual. Sex was a factor not to be ignored on long term missions, and this ratio ensured contentment and loyalty among the crew. After the long journey, Arnak, Shilla, and Vrenna understood and greatly appreciated the logic. If one crew member was not feeling up to relieving the tensions of the mission with another, the third was usually willing and eager. On the occasions that all three were feeling in the mood for release, the combination was explosive, and these sessions guaranteed that jealousy did not interfere with the accomplishment of the mission. After two cycles of Anthes were used to set up the base camp domes, move in supplies, and generally settle in, Arnak planned the first mission. They would start the survey by laying out and mapping one hundred sardec quadrangles, and by examining the terrain and specimens of life found in them. The survey of the first quadrangle was progressing according to plan, when Vrenna found a humanoid footprint under a leaf she was collecting for study later. Her initial thought was that one of the others had stepped in the spot, and the track had been covered by the leaf at a later time. Arnak and Shilla, however, had been working some distance away from the spot, and could not have left the track. She called to the others, and after examination of the impression, the three returned to the common dome to discuss the finding. A check of the station scan results revealed no indication of humanoid life, either past or present. The footprint was a mystery to be dealt with cautiously, and Arnak issued the order that all crew members would be armed with ion disrupters on all future excursions. The disrupters should not kill, but would stun or drive away any dangerous animal, or indeed, another humanoid. On the tenth Anthes cycle, Shilla was watching a small creature when she saw a silvery flash in the distance. Crouching down, she saw something approaching through the thick undergrowth, something large, but moving with stealth, and barely moving any of the plant life. As the creature was almost upon her, she raised her disrupter and fired. With a shrill, shrieking cry, the creature fell to the soil and lay still. At the sound of the disrupter, Arnak and Vrenna came running, and the three cautiously walked to the site where the creature had fallen. Lying on the ground was another humanoid form of undetermined gender. The humanoid was clothed in a silvery, pearlescent garment that fitted the body as a second skin. Long silvery hair was present on the head, and except for the strange garment covering them, the features of the face were remarkably similar to their own. Examination of the creature revealed no beating heart, no breathing, and it was assumed to be dead. Arnak lifted the creature to his shoulder, and they proceeded to the domes to make a more thorough examination. They arrived as Anthes was dropping below the eastern horizon. Arnak carried the creature to the lab dome, and placed it’s body on the examination table. Shilla began her examination, first activating the lab voice recorder. “Record start. Officer Novamene recording. Oral log of examination of unidentified creature killed on Omthal, Sector twenty seven, Pliscothean orbit count four thousand nine, ten point... ninety three Anthese cycles from landing.” “Subject is of bipedal, humanoid form, appearing to be clothed in a smooth, opalescent fabric that covers the entire body with the exception of the area of the head covered with fine, white hair. Attempting to remove the covering...wait... examining the covering under magnification... fascinating... it’s skin, the creature has very white skin covered with microscopic, silver, translucent scales. Humanoid hair covers the scalp and is of fine texture and white in color. General body type is slender, with most features similar to those of our race. Primary sexual identifiers indicate the subject to be female, as evidenced by a vaginal opening, but the subject is lacking mammary glands. There are two very small protuberances present at the mammary site which appear to be nipple-like, but these are not large enough to be utilized in feeding young. Subject exhibits the body type of a female, with small upper torso, and wide pelvis. Record stop.” Shilla made some notes on the computer terminal and reached for a scalpel. She poised the gleaming blade over the creature’s midsection, paused, and then said, “Arnak, I’d like to wait until tomorrow to do a complete internal examination. A complete workup will take several hours, and we’re all tired. The temperature in the lab dome can be lowered to preserve the state of the body.” Arnak agreed, and after a quick meal, they retired to the sleeping dome. Later that night, Arnak woke and went to the utility dome to relieve his bladder. On his way back, he noticed the door to the lab area was ajar. As he went to close it, he saw movement from the common area in his peripheral vision. Quickly turning, he saw a silvery form disappear into the darkened interior, and started to follow. Upon entering the common dome, he saw the creature standing in profile against the window. Light from Omthal’s three moons illuminated the creature, which dropped to a crouch upon seeing him, then rose and stood facing him, it’s legs parted to shoulder width and it’s hands resting on it’s full hips . As he watched, the creature spoke to him in a low, husky, feminine voice. “Why did you hurt me. I meant you no harm. I was coming to greet you. We are more alike than you know, and we must talk.” “Who are you”, said Arnak. “I am Ansea, of the planet Lauxes. I was sent to greet you; to welcome you back to your heritage.” “Y-y-you were dead,” he stammered. “I carried you here myself, and felt no life signs. My heritage? What do you know of my heritage?” “Our species has healing powers far beyond those granted to you. When you hurt me, my body entered stasis so it could repair itself. The state is close to what you call “death”. The beat of our primary heart and breathing stops, and respiration takes place through pores in the scalp. Our mental processes continue, powered by the small secondary heart at the base of the brain. While in this state, we are conscious, but immobile. We stay in this state until all damage is repaired, and then resume our normal bodily functions.” “I heard Shilla as she reported her examination log, and she is quite incorrect. I am very female, with all the organs she possesses, although in somewhat different form. If she had started her internal examination before I awoke, she would have learned these facts, although then I would be truly dead, and there are more enlightening ways to decipher the truth.” “Explain yourself. How do you know our language? What do you mean by “my heritage.” “I know your language because it is our language. We taught you to speak, at the same time we made you. You were made in our image, except for some engineered mutations for your safety and ours. Allow me to show you.” Ansea moved to stand in front of him. Taking his hands, she placed them on the tiny nipple-like structures on her chest. “Caress gently, if you would know the truth.” Arnak, feeling somewhat foolish, began to gently touch the small buds. Quickly, Ansea began to breath deeply, occasionally emitting a throaty moan. As he touched her, the flesh under his fingertips began to expand. As Ansea’s moans became more frequent, the tissue swelled faster, and soon Arnak’s hands cupped two large, perfect, firm breasts, with large, dark pink aureoles and long, hard, thick nipples. The tiny scales now were scattered over a larger expanse of skin, and reminded him of the glittery cosmetics used by Vrenna when she was feeling particularly female and erotic. It was very stimulating, and he felt his member begin to react. He began rolling a nipple between his fingers, and Ansea said, “ Ahhhhhhhh, you have learned well. Please do not stop.” As he massaged her now turgid breasts, Ansea put her arms around his neck, and led him to the seating platform in the center of the room. Releasing him, and lying on her back, she beckoned him. “Remove your robe, and lie on top of me.” Arnak complied, and Ansea again placed her arms around him. Suddenly he felt warm, moist lips caressing his male organ. The lips circled the head of his organ, and then began moving down its hardening length. As they moved, he felt himself being sheathed in warm wetness. With a start, he raised up and looked between his legs. His member was encased in a pink, pulsating sleeve that extended from Ansea’s vaginal opening, a sleeve that was working its way to the base of his member. “Do not be afraid. You were created to match our bodies, and our passion. Just enjoy as I am.” As the lips reached his base, they tightened on him and began pulling him inside her, the muscular contractions of her lips exciting him to a full erection. Arnak had no choice but to move into her, and soon was buried in her warm, wet passage. “I know you make love to Shilla and Vrenna. I watched through the transparent panels of your sleeping chamber. Make love to me as you do to Shilla and Vrenna”, whispered Ansea. “We are not very much different, although I have different ways to pleasure you.” The lips began to draw him in and thrust him out, and Arnak took up the familiar rhythm. As he stroked, he became aware of a firm nub of flesh rubbing on the top of his organ. Again looking down, he saw that what was apparently Ansea’s clitoris had enlarged to the size of his first finger joint, and was rubbing itself back and forth on his organ. Ansea was now moaning with passion, and her entire body was thrusting against him, her hard nipples brushing wildly across his chest and her hips rushing to meet his thrust. Long before he was ready, she began heaving against his member, her clitoris rubbing hard, and her voice making tiny mewling sounds. “mmmh...mmmh...mmmuh.” Her breathing increased to a pant, and her love sounds increased to loud moans. “Harder, please, harder, ahh, ahhh, ohh, ohh, you feel so good inside me, ohh, ahh, ahh, harder... yes, yes, ohh, ahhhh, ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Do not stop. I need more from you.” Ansea quieted for a brief moment, then resumed her pumping motion, her voice back to small moans. Arnak’s member was being milked by her lips, and he found himself enjoying the sensation. It was like having Vrenna’s talented mouth pleasuring him while stroking his member inside Shilla, and although Arnak prided himself on his control, he was quickly reaching his peak. He began to make small “mmmm” sounds in time to his thrusts. Ansea was also climbing to another peak that promised to be higher than the first. Arnak forced a hand between them and pinched hard on an erect nipple. Ansea’s body lurched as she said, “Ahh, yes, again, again.” Arnak pinched again, and was rewarded by hi pitched squeeks and low sultry moans as Ansea thrust hard against him. She arched her back in time with his thrusts, her head first arching with her, then rolling slowly from side to side. Suddenly he felt her inner lips pulling hard on him, particularly on the area just behind the head of his organ. The lips released, and pulled hard again, and again, and again, creating a sucking sensation that was exquisite. The sensation was more than enough to cause his explosion, and he thrust hard into Ansea, over an over, as he spurted his sperm into her body. As the first splash bathed her insides, Ansea screamed, “Ahh, yes, now, now, now, shoot into me, now, now, ahhh, ahh, ohh, yes, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, and thrust back at him. Her fingers raked long red welts down his back on their way to his hips, which she then pulled into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips to give him complete access to her sex, and stroked her body over his throbbing manhood. Arnak held her tightly and continued to stroke his spent, but still erect manhood in and out of her grasping passage. Her warm, inner core massaged him, begging for him to plunge deep as Ansea’s moans became one long ramble of unintelligible animal grunts, groans, and whispered words. “I feel.. umm, umm, you, ahhh, ahhh, hot, sticky, ummm, ummm, so nice at last, ahh, ahh, OH DON’T STOP, DON’T STOP, DON’T STOP, uMMMM, AHHH, AHHHHHH, AIEEEEEEEEEE.” With the final scream, Ansea collapsed on the sitting platform, panting as her inner lips released her hold on him. Her enlarged clitoris continued to rub back and forth across his now softening member, slowly and then rapidly, and from time to time she would arch her back to force him back inside her. As they lay together and he stroked her breasts and tweaked her nipples, Ansea stimulated herself to release after release. The climax of her passion was difficult to detect; she seemed to be continuously reaching peak after peak, each higher than the first, and each time her marvelous inner lips milked his member gently but furiously as her clitoris danced over him and her own outer lips. By the time she reached what he thought was her fifth release, Arnak was erect and again matching her thrusts. As he erupted into her again, Ansea was mostly silent, the only sound her rapid, throaty, gasps as she peaked and peaked again. At last, she lay still, and he watched as the large breasts receded to the minuscule nipples as before. After they had recovered somewhat, Ansea spoke. “Arnak, our efforts have come to fruition. You have come to us as we designed you. Our early population was mostly male; they were small, with low fertility, and genetically weak. Our species survived because the females evolved an extremely strong drive for reproduction and sexual release, but our need for repeated couplings would kill most males after one or two sessions. As the number of males decreased to unsustainable numbers, our species was in danger of extinction. Our brightest scientists were given the task of saving us, and their solution was to genetically engineer our species to be self-fertilizing, eliminating the need for males. Unfortunately, all offspring were also female, and our species has been totally female for the last five thousand of your sun cycles. We retained the strong reproductive drive that caused the original problem, and so formed relationships with other females for sexual release. While the touch of one female to another is very satisfying, we also longed to couple with males, and genetically engineered your species to provide males who are stronger and have extreme virility, and modified the organs of your females to make them more sexually provocative and a little more easily satisfied. We then “seeded” your species, our “offspring”, to the planet from which you came, and waited until you had advanced enough to understand us. You were designed to return to us, to give us pleasure that we will return, both to male and female alike. I was appointed to study you on this planet, and if our experiment proved successful, to greet you, test you, and introduce you to our ways. It may please you to know you have performed admirably.” “You created us?” Arnak stammered. “And waited on us? To pleasure you?” “Well, of course, each may choose his or her own destiny. You will not be forced. You can continue to colonize other worlds, invent, create, anything you want. The offer is just that, an offer. I doubt many of your males would refuse one of us though, don’t you agree?” “I can see your logic, and will not dispute it, but what about the females of my species? Won’t they become jealous, and resist you?” Ansea laughed, the first time he had heard her do so. “We will see after I give them my um... test. Remember the females of my species have been loving each other for many generations. We have developed skills that will be hard to resist, and our different bodies allow some unique forms of stimulation. I doubt that there will be a problem. I think tomorrow, I will conduct my own internal examination of Shilla and Vrenna.” To Be Continued... Origin of the Pliscotheans Ch. 2 The Omthal day broke rapidly, an eerie, hazy, gray dawn exploding into a bright, bluish white morning as the sun called Anthes peeked over the horizon, and then climbed overhead. Inside the base camp domes, the Pliscothean crew woke from their sleeping time, and prepared for the days work. Shilla, the team’s blonde doctor/biologist woke, and crept nude to the sleeping quarters of Vrenna, the team botanist. She tapped softly on the door, then quietly opened it, knowing that Vrenna would not mind. Vrenna was still asleep, but even in sleep, she exuded the sensuality that Shilla had come to treasure. Vrenna was lying on her side, the blanket thrown back, and the sheet covering only one shapely thigh and leg. Her other leg was drawn up toward her chest, opening her seductive hips and secret lips to Shilla’s gaze. As Shilla watched, Vrenna stirred, rolled to her back, and opened her thighs. Shilla involuntarily stopped breathing as she stared at the seductively tousled mane of red hair blazing against the pillow, the heavy breasts that sat slightly flattened and separated on the slim chest, and the smooth curve of the belly that led down past a cleanly shaved mound to delicate, pink, pouting lips. Shilla had grown to love this female, and her body. Their initial explorations had been tentative, until each became comfortable with the other. Soon each had learned the other’s special needs and places, and their lovemaking became a sensual dance of intertwining arms and legs, soft breasts caressed by gentle fingers, and warm mouths tasting the secret, musky flavors of lust. When Shilla made love with Arnak, sometimes, depending on the mood, they fell into a frenzy of sex that quickly brought them to release, but with Vrenna, lovemaking was always exquisitely slow, passionate, and ended in a warm afterglow that was hard to describe but would be impossible for Shilla to ever give up. Not that she didn’t enjoy relations with Arnak; he was an excellent lover who she loved deeply, but sometimes she needed a soft body next to hers instead of Arnak’s hard muscles, and she craved the satin feel of Vrenna’s tongue and fingers. She would give up neither of her own accord, but would also never favor one or the other. Vrenna peeped at Shilla through barely open eyes. She was enjoying her game, and enjoying the affect it had on Shilla. Already she could see that Shilla was breathing deeper, and she could imagine that she was feeling moistness finding it’s way to her thighs. Vrenna was becoming wet just knowing what she was doing to Shilla, and decided to hurry things up a bit. She slowly rubbed her nose, as if relieving some minor discomfort, then let her hand drop to her right breast. She slowly let it drag over the nipple, feeling satisfaction as the already large bud began to harden and rise. As she let her hand travel back up the underside of her breast to find the nipple again, she breathed a soft sigh, and rocked her hips. The effect of this motion was to slightly separate her outer, pouting lips, a motion she knew immediately was seen by Shilla, as she heard Shilla’s sharp intake of breath. Slowly again tracing down her breast, she then slid her hand down to her mound, then lower, and gently touched the very top of her opening. Again, she slightly raised her hips, and this time Shilla crossed the room to stand over her. Shilla’s slender finger joined Vrenna’s in a soft, caressing motion over the pouting lips. Vrenna opened her eyes in mock surprise, then smiled and whispered, “Good morning love.” Shilla smiled back, and sat on the edge of the sleeping platform, her hand staying next to Vrenna’s, lightly stroking her sensuous lips. She leaned to kiss Vrenna, the feather touch kiss that Vrenna liked in the morning, and used her free hand to caress the side of Vrenna’s soft breast. Vrenna returned the kiss with slightly parted lips, and began to stroke Shilla’s shoulder. As a shiver ran down Shilla’s back, she teased Vrenna with her tongue, touching lightly but not penetrating the soft, full lips. Vrenna’s tongue sought and found Shilla’s, and the familiar tingle caused both to whisper a tiny moan. Vrenna’s hand slipped to Shilla’s breast, found the nipple, and gently began to alternately fondle and tug, causing the nipple and aureole to rise from the surface of the breast and form a firm cone. The nipple lost its usually puckered appearance, and swelled taught against the skin, a small erect bundle of nerves pleading to be touched. Shilla knew the impact was as great for Vrenna, because her finger began to feel wetness seeping from the now swelling lips between Vrenna’s thighs, and it began to easily slide between them. Vrenna’s hand found Shilla’s own mound, lightly furred with pale blonde silk, and she traced the path she knew so well. Shilla shifted position to allow Vrenna better access, and sighed. The magic was happening again. Arnak awoke, but didn’t feel rested. He had tossed most of the night, thinking about the creature, or was it a female called Ansea. When she lured him into the common dome, and then had made love to him, it seemed very real. But now, in the light of day, he could not be sure. The experience could have been just a dream, a mental image born of his fatigue and apprehension over finding the strange creature. He rose, dressed, and went immediately to the lab. There was the white body, just as they had left it, lying dead on the examination table. So, it had been a dream, a very vivid one, but still just a dream. He walked back to Shilla’s sleeping quarters and knocked. Getting no answer, he opened the door, and saw that she was gone. Arnak knew she would be with Vrenna; Shilla loved to make love before breakfast. He went to her door, and knocked. He heard a muffled curse, from Vrenna probably, and laughed to himself. “Time to rise, darlings, we have work to do. I can imagine what you’re doing, but it will have to wait. Meet you in five chrons in the common area for breakfast.” The three met at the eating area of the common dome, and Arnak smiled at the seemingly innocent touching between Shilla and Vrenna. It was always like this when the two females needed to be loved, but were forced to wait. He had been on the receiving side of those touches, and he knew how Shilla and Vrenna felt. A casual touch on the arm to make a point in conversation, a gentle touch to the back of the hand, contact with those slender, soft fingers always caused all his senses to snap to full alert and his entire body tingled with anticipation. Today, he was omitted from the subtle foreplay that would continue throughout the day, but Arnak knew they would likely decide to include him at some point. He was appreciative of the beautiful, sensuous dance of touch, and would patiently await their invitation. After eating, the three moved to the lab dome to continue the investigation of the dead creature. It was Shilla’s intent to autopsy the creature, do the gross anatomy report, and save tissue samples for her later evaluation. She would also freeze additional samples for the research lab on the station. Shilla began her examination. “Record start. Officer Novamene recording. Continuation of oral log of examination of unidentified creature killed on Omthal, Sector twenty seven, Pliscothean orbit count four thousand nine, eleven point... twenty four Anthese cycles from landing.” “Subject remained in cool storage for approximately five centichrons. No visual damage to tissue is in evidence.” Shilla placed an instrument tray on the table and selected a large scalpel. “Making primary incision from the creature’s lower thorax down abdomen to the pubic mound.” Her hand rested on the creatures chest as she positioned the gleaming blade for the cut. At that moment, the creature’s eyes opened, large eyes with deep, dark, blue pupils that flashed intelligence and mystery. As Shilla stood with the blade poised for the first stroke, the creature smiled at Shilla and spoke in the low, soft voice from Arnak’s dream. “Perhaps you would allow my active participation in your examination, instead of the passive role you had planned. I think you will learn more, and the examination will surely be more pleasant for me.” Shilla jumped back from the table, and dropped the scalpel to the floor in her haste. She looked at Vrenna and then at Arnak. Vrenna was flushed and breathing quickly, but Arnak had this strange smile, appearing as if he had just deduced the answer to some long pondered question. The creature turned to Arnak and asked, “Have you informed Shilla and Vrenna of our meeting last night, or was I to be a surprise?” Arnak was still smiling. “This morning, when I saw you lying here, I decided you were a dream so I didn’t tell them. Shilla and Vrenna, meet Ansea, a female from the planet Lauxes. She is here to greet us, explain our past, and offer us a future here.” Arnak related what Ansea had told him the night before about her totally female species, how the Lauxean scientists had genetically engineered the humanoids of Pliscothea and placed them on the planet, and how the Lauxeans had waited for their arrival. He didn’t tell them about Ansea’s offer for the future. He figured she would make the offer at her own selected time. When he finished, Ansea spoke to Shilla. “We can now complete your examination, if you wish.” Shilla and Vrenna were frozen in place, mouths agape, attempting to absorb the information they had just received. Neither spoke, and Ansea continued. “I will interpret the lack of answer as affirmative. Shilla, your conclusions last night were incorrect. I am very female; my body is very much like yours, or rather your body is very much like mine. You were modeled after us, with some small changes. You will notice that you and Vrenna have large, prominent breasts with very developed nipples while I have only these tiny bumps on my chest. We evolved away from sexual attractors after our males all perished because there was no need. Our bodies retained the ability to nurse offspring; the breasts are contained internally until needed. They swell to normal size when stimulated by manual or oral caress. I will demonstrate.” Ansea raised both hands to her chest and began to stroke the small nubs. Shilla watched in awe as Ansea’s chest reacted to her fluttering fingers by rapidly increasing in size. Ansea quickly became very well endowed with large, firm breasts sprouting long, thick, dark nipples. Although attempting to retain her professional detachment, Shilla’s body was reacting to the sight, and a quick glance at Vrenna indicated that was having the same feelings. Ansea’s voice now took on a more sultry note. She stroked from her chest down her sides, around to her belly and over her hips with lightly touching fingertips. “You will see that my body is the same as yours in appearance, now. I have the same slender waist, rounded belly, and wide hips. Would you care to touch me to confirm my statement?” Shilla moved to the examining table, and touched the breast of the still reclining Ansea. The breast was warm, soft yet firm, and the tiny scales gave it a sensual and exciting appearance. Her hands moved to palpate the nipples, first stroking them to feel the texture, then gently squeezing to test for resilience. Ansea moaned a tiny moan. “Vrenna, even though your specialty is botany, perhaps you would also like to examine me?” Vrenna took a position on the other side of the table, and began stroking Ansea’s other breast. As Arnak watched the two females examine Ansea, he knew the ultimate outcome of the “examination” would be very exciting to watch. Already, Vrenna’s pupils had begun to dilate, and she was lightly stroking her own hip. Shilla moved her hands over the smooth contours of Ansea’s body, settling on the belly, and felt the soft tissue overlaying the muscle. She began to touch lower, and Ansea said, “The other difference between us is in the sexual characteristics hidden from your view.” Ansea parted her thighs, exposing the satiny, white outer lips Arnak had enjoyed last night. “If you part my outer lips, I can show you.” As Shilla opened the lips with two fingers, she gasped. She saw the large clitoris, then watched in amazement as it began to stroke itself against her fingers. “Vrenna, look at this. It’s moving by itself. How do you do that?” “We have a large clitoris that we have some control over. I can move it to increase my pleasure, or to increase the pleasure of my partner. Touch it and you will feel the range of motion, and its strength.” Shilla touched the moving nub with her index finger, and felt it jump. It then began to caress her fingertip, under Ansea’s control, she assumed, and appeared to increase somewhat in size. As she encircled it with her fingers, she was rewarded by a gentle throbbing sensation, and by another moan from Ansea. “As you can see, I am very sensitive in that area, just as you are. You should now see the other difference between our bodies.” As Shilla continued to hold the throbbing nub of flesh, Ansea began to extend her inner lips. “I also have larger inner lips than you, and I have control over their size and position. This feature of my anatomy is very useful, as I will demonstrate when you are ready.” Arnak watched Ansea’s inner lips extend, but remembered them as longer. They moved, but he remembered the grasping, sucking pleasure he felt, and wondered why Ansea was holding back. He glanced at Vrenna. As she continued to caress Ansea’s breast she was now watching Shilla’s examination. Her hand cautiously stole to her own breast, then to the crotch of her uniform, and tentatively stroked. Her cheeks were flushed and her breasts heaved with each breath. He couldn’t see Shilla very well, but noticed that her stance had become more open and she was shifting her weight slowly from one leg to the other. Ansea spoke, “All my other organs are identical to yours. And now, since I allowed you to examine me, would you afford me the same opportunity? I believe we need a larger table, if I am going to examine both of you. Perhaps your sleeping quarters?” She gently removed the touching fingers, rose from the table, and taking Shilla and Vrenna by the hand, led them to Shilla’s sleeping area. Arnak followed with large smile on his face and a rapidly growing erection in his uniform. “You probably wonder about my skin. On Lauxes, our sun emits a unique radiation. The small scales filter the radiation and protect our bodies. I think the color is also very alluring, don’t you? I will begin by examining your skin. First, I need to remove the uniforms, if you don’t mind.” Without waiting for an answer, Ansea unfastened the closures of Shilla’s and Vrenna’s uniforms, and allowed them to drop to the floor. “Please lie back on the sleeping platform so that I may continue my examination. There, that’s fine. I will begin with you, Shilla.” “I see you have pale yellow hair, while mine is white. The texture is similar. I love the feel of it on my fingers as I brush it away from your face. Hmm, your eyes are quite beautiful. Very deep blue, like mine. Did you know that on Lauxes, blue eyes are considered the mark of an excellent lover? No, you couldn’t possibly know that... Your lips are very sensual. I think the best way to compare lips would be to touch them. Mmm..., yes, yours are very soft and full. It is a most pleasing sensation, is it not? Let me see your tongue, just to make sure it is the same...Yes, pink like mine and it has the same soft tip. Let us make that comparison also. Mmm..., I think your tongue has the most delightful texture.” “As you can see, my breasts are still exposed. They will stay that way until I am, shall we say, relieved of the tension that exposed them. Yours are very lovely. Fuller than mine, I would say, and the tips are rather unique. When I touch them, they grow into firm cones with the nipples perched on top. Oh my, your nipples really are firm. I will have to squeeze gently to properly examine them. Sometimes I cup my breast and squeeze, like this. The feeling is the same. Do you like it?” Shilla lay quietly and nodded her head. Arnak could tell she was already captive to Ansea’s charms. Vrenna was becoming greatly aroused also; Arnak watched as she idly caressed her own body, and after parting her full red lips, seductively licked them with her tongue. “Vrenna, I want to examine Shilla further, but I think she rather likes to have her breasts touched. Could you help me? I didn’t test her response to kisses to her nipple, or to suckling. Would you make the test?” Vrenna quickly began to pleasure Shilla’s nipples, and Ansea’s hands explored further. “Same rounded belly as mine. What is this. You have soft hair down here. I rather like it, even though I have none. If feels nice against my fingers. I see you are open to my examination of your sex. Yes, you are the same, except for smaller inner lips. They are quite pretty, did you know that. Do they move...interesting, they don’t move but when I stroke them, your hips do. Manual stimulation here appears to cause a vocal response also. You are making tiny “mmm” sounds. Are you aware of that?” Shilla answered with a whispered “Yes. I love your examination technique. Is there anything else you need to examine?” “Oh, yes. Hmmm. Here is your clitoris, under a little hood. That is different from me. Let me just feel it for size... very interesting, it is growing, just like mine, and you seem to enjoy touch there. Your vocal response is getting louder. Your mouth is very sensual right now. Vrenna, would you test her response to a kiss? I am interested in watching.” Vrenna needed no urging, and kissed Shilla’s full, parted lips. The kiss started softly, but soon Vrenna was teasing the full lips with her very talented tongue. Shilla responded by probing for Vrenna’s tongue with her own, her moaning becoming more frequent now, and her hips rising to meet Ansea’s touch. “Your responses to all stimuli have been as anticipated, although they are somewhat stronger than we had planned. Perhaps you are not average for your species. We will see when we examine more specimens.” “I have only two tests to complete, and then we are done”, said Ansea. “The first is ... well, I will just show you.” Ansea lowered her mouth to Shilla’s private lips, and began to kiss and lick their soft outside. Her tongue slipped between them, and felt for Shilla’s private opening before resuming an up and down licking motion. Shilla’s response was electric. A gasp escaped from between her lips and made its way around Vrenna’s tongue, and was followed immediately a throaty “Ahhhhhhhmmmmmmmm.” “You respond very well; let me see if your clitoris responds in an equal manner. Just a small touch of my tongue at first... my, such sounds, and hip movement. Possibly more intense stimulation will teach me more about you.” Ansea began to alternately suckle and then rasp her soft tongue across Shilla’s now protruding pleasure bud. Shilla’s cries became urgent pleas for more as her hips began to grind into Ansea’s face. “Oh... umm...umm...oh Ansea... oh Vrenna... this is won...ohhhh...wonderful... ummmh...ummmh...ummmh...I can’t stop, please don’t stop, please, ummmh, ooohh, ooohh.” Arnak watched as Shilla was pleasured by both females. He gently stroked himself, not wanting to become too excited, yet. He knew from his experience with Ansea that this “examination” would last a lot longer. He wanted his energy to build higher before release, and hoped he might join at some later time. As Ansea continued to stimulate Shilla, Shilla reached to caress Vrenna. She loved the feel of Vrenna’s breasts and her sex, and was fondling both to increase her own pleasure, and to help Vrenna. As she reached her peak, she plunged two fingers into Vrenna and began stroking. Her hips bucked against Ansea, and her voice dissolved into a running stream of love sounds mixed with a few intelligible words. “Please, ah, ah, don’t stop, umm, umm, so nice, ummmh, ummmh, ohdamnohdamnohdamn, ummh, ummmh, ummmmh, ahhh, now, now, now, now, I..., I..., nowohnowohnowoh...ahhhhummmm.” Origin of the Pliscotheans Ch. 2 Ansea allowed Shilla to recover somewhat from her climax, and then resumed her licking. As Shilla began to respond again, she stopped. “I think you enjoyed that, Shilla, but we have one more test left. This is a test of your ability to concentrate while under intense stimulation, and I need your help again Vrenna.” Ansea gently placed Shilla on the edge of the sleeping platform with her legs on the floor. “now, Vrenna, please place your body so you are facing me, and your own delicious looking sex where Shilla can kiss and suckle you. That’s right. Now, Shilla, I am going to use special stimulation, and I want you to pleasure Vrenna for as long as you can.” Arnak and Vrenna watched in amazement as Ansea’s inner lips slowly descended and began to pulse. Ansea placed them at the entrance to Shilla’s love passage, and they began to probe between the swollen lips. They withdrew slightly, and were covered with Shilla’s clear nectar. As they continued their probing, Shilla began pushing against them to help. “Ansea, w-w-w-what are you doing to me? I’ve never...ohgod, that feels so soft but it’s alive inside me. Oh no, this is...oh god, it’s touching me everywhere inside. I... can’t... believe... oh, oh, ummmh, ummmh.” “Don’t forget the test, dearest”, said Ansea. “Vrenna needs a release too.” With a low moan, Shilla began to lick Vrenna. Ansea kissed Vrenna softly and whispered, “you are very close to your own climax. I can help you both, and myself as well. Kiss me and lose yourself to the feelings.” As Vrenna returned her kiss, and as Shilla licked avidly, Ansea took both of Vrenna’s nipples and began to roll them and tug; Vrenna responded with a deeper kiss, her tongue searching Ansea’s glittering lips for a matching touch, and finding it, explored the sensations at each end of her body, both sensations similar, but subtly different. Soon she added her soft voice to the sounds of passion again coming from Shilla. As Arnak watched, it became obvious to him that Ansea was also exciting herself. He could catch glimpses of her nubile clitoris gently caressing Shilla’s, in the same way it had caressed him last night. The stimulation was affecting Ansea as much as Shilla. She began push against Shilla, bringing their bodies into closer contact, and increasing the pressure on their love centers. Ripples of pleasure swept over her body as she also maintained her stimulation of Vrenna. The three females now formed a perfect triangle on the sleeping platform, each apex a pleasure center of wet lips and soft probing tongues and soft suckling sounds. The air in the room was filled with the sounds of pleasure, the owners of the sounds lost as they blended their voices into a symphony of lust and increasing passion and bodies desperately needing release. Arnak was stroking himself in earnest now, his body and brain inundated by the sight and sound and smell of wet, hot females. Vrenna was the first to arch her back, jut her full breasts, and scream a tiny scream of complete release. She continued to enjoy the attentions of the other females, giggling softly as her body twitched from the continued stimulation. She lifted Ansea’s breasts and gently pinched the nipples. Ansea gasped. “Vrenna, yes, yes, please, yes.” Vrenna pinched harder, then, grasping Ansea’s breast slightly behind the nipple, began a gentle rolling motion with short tugs at the end of each movement. Vrenna could now see the site of Ansea’s and Shilla’s union, and saw Ansea’s large clitoris double it’s motion. Shilla was now writhing under the stimulation, and stopped her attentions to Vrenna. Vrenna was too fascinated to mind, and enjoyed seeing the affect of her manipulations on Ansea. Ansea smiled at Vrenna, then closed her eyes and began to shudder, the movement starting at her hips and progressing up through her torso. Her head fell back, her eyes open but not seeing, as she mumbled, “Oh Shilla, feel me inside you. I feel you holding me tight. Peak with me now, my beauty. Now, oh now, ohnowohnowonow.” Shilla did not hear Ansea. She was beyond the simple senses; her body was experiencing never before felt sensations. Afterwards, she would not be able to say when her peak started and ended. All she felt was incredible tension, then massive contractions that ended by exploding in her soul. She felt relieved only for a moment, then the tension came back, followed by another searing explosion. The third wave hit her body, washing away all recognition of anything except the incredible sensation in her belly and clitoris, and as she reached the pinnacle of her desire, her mind dissolved into the feeling, leaving her unable to do anything but thrust against Ansea. As Ansea withdrew, Shilla collapsed into a soft, limp, beautiful blonde doll, totally sated, and unable to move. Vrenna looked at Arnak, and saw him standing, looking a little sheepish, with his manhood in his hand. It was obviously shrinking, and small droplets of sperm oozed from the tip. She smiled at him, happy with the knowledge that he had found release, her smile holding the promise of another time, a time when he could join with them. Ansea was the first to speak. “I have finished my examination, of Shilla at least. I’m afraid I neglected to examine Vrenna completely, and we must do that soon, but I don’t think Shilla will be able to help for a while.” “I don’t think Arnak will be either”, giggled Vrenna. “We were too much for him to um... stand up to.” She laughed at her little joke. “I assure you there will be time later”, said Ansea. “Right now, let’s get Shilla to bed. Our little blonde darling seems to have fallen asleep. She will wake tomorrow, and we can discuss the future. I’m sure my proposal will please you, if this session is any indication of your desire for pleasure. Until then, I shall retire to my home, and you should rest. You may need all your strength after our discussion.” With a wave of her small, white hand, she slipped out of the dome, and disappeared into the forest. To Be Continued... Origin of the Pliscotheans Ch. 3 Arnak and Vrenna stood over Shilla as she lay in sleep. She had been in her sleeping chamber since the lovemaking of the day before. They had not attempted to wake her; neither understood what had happened to her and were unqualified to assess what would happen if they did. “It’s happening again,” gasped Vrenna. “She’s going to climax again, and she’s not even awake.” This had been going on for hundreds of chrons. Shilla would lie still, and then, suddenly, her body would begin to undulate as if a lover were pleasuring her. Her hips would churn, then thrust up, again and again, as her low, sultry voice made “mmmm” sounds. Her breasts were swelled tight, and the dark pink nipples that topped each dark aureole were hardened with her apparent passion. As they watched, she would arch against her invisible lover, make rapid quivering thrusts of her hips , and then gasp out yet another peak of passion as clear, viscous liquid erupted from the soft, blond silk covered lips before she sank back to the bed. By Vrenna’s count, this had happened twenty seven times, and as they observed, Shilla began the short climb to climax number twenty eight. “This is amazing, Arnak. How long do you suppose she can keep this up? The orgasmic convulsions had started shortly after the alien female, Ansea, had left them. She had involved both Shilla and Vrenna in an passionate examination of their similarities and differences as women of related species. As Ansea had explained, her race had created the Pliscotheans to be compatible with the humanoids of the planet Lauxes; the planet’s males had become extinct eons ago because they were genetically too weak to withstand the strenuous lovemaking required by the Lauxean females. After the Lauxean scientist had genetically engineered their females to be self fertilizing, they created a race of virile males and seductive females and placed them on the planet Pliscothea to reproduce, discover technology, and eventually return to Lauxes to join with the females of that planet. Ansea had been sent to welcome the members of this party, who were themselves on a mission to survey the planet Omthal as a possible colonization site. They had thought that Shilla had killed Ansea as she approached to greet them, and they carried the body of the female with soft, white pearlescent scale covered skin back to their base camp for examination. The examination had taken an unforeseen turn when Ansea awoke and participated in Shilla’s study. After Shilla had completed her data gathering, Ansea asked to examine her and Vrenna; the examination had begun as a clinical study, and ended as Ansea made love to Shilla and Vrenna. Shilla had collapsed in unconsciousness after an explosive orgasm brought on by Ansea’s long, prehensile, inner vaginal lips, and by her swollen, mobile clitoris. “Number thirty is coming, if my count is accurate,”, said Vrenna. “If I wasn’t worried about her, I would explode right now, myself. She is so sensual and erotic like this, and she’s making me wet.” As the young blonde woman again relaxed from the throes of her apparently self induced passion, she moaned and opened her eyes. “Mmmm...Vrenna...Arnak...what are you doing here?” The deep blue eyes had the look of sleepy, sultry, sexual invitation both Vrenna and Arnak loved. “We’re watching you pleasure yourself, but we don’t know how you’re doing it,” said Arnak. “You have had at least thirty orgasms since Ansea made love to you. We thought you would never wake up.” Shilla stretched sensuously, arching her breasts into the air, and opening her dripping sex to their view. “Ummmmmmm..., is that why I feel this way? I’m so warm inside, and wet, and satisfied; I just want to lie here for a while and enjoy this feeling, ...unless you two would like to join me, that is.” “I think we’d better find out if you are all right, first,” said Vrenna. “You have always been rather...eager for pleasure, but this is extraordinary. I’ve never known a female to do what you have just done, and it worries me. Ansea caused this, and we need to find out how.” “I don’t care how she did it; it’s the most exquisite feeling.” Shilla’s fingertips sought and found her nipple, and caressed it gently. “I want to feel like this forever.” The numerous tests to which Shilla was submitted revealed only a slight rise in hormone levels well within her normal range; no physical changes were detected, there was no change in blood chemistry, and no change in mental capacity or activity. “When they finished, Shilla exclaimed, “I’m hungry, in fact, I’m starving.” “So, you feel normal again?” questioned Vrenna. Shilla caressed her silky, blond mound, slipped two fingers between the swollen, wet lips, purred, “Yes...I think so. Want to feel for yourself?”, and then giggled. “And I’m still hungry.” “Arnak, it’s like she’s drunk on nemes wine, or high on some kind of drug, but the tests didn’t show anything like that. I’m a botanist; I don’t have the background to figure it out, and the computer hasn’t helped. We have to find Ansea, and ask her what she did.” “Well let’s get something for Shilla to eat, first,” chuckled Arnak. “She won’t be quiet until we do.” While Shilla ate, Arnak ran detailed scans of the surrounding area, and discovered nothing indicating humanoid life. His scan reached much further than any person could have walked since Ansea left, and she had to have gone somewhere. He just couldn’t find her. They assembled in the main dome. Vrenna had managed to coax Shilla into her uniform. She had been afraid to leave Shilla while they searched, and had decided to take her with them, but it had been difficult; every time she had touched Shilla, she had to fight off caressing fingers and searching lips. Finally, she had Shilla ready, and the three set off in the direction Ansea had taken. Walking was also difficult because Shilla kept rubbing her body against either Vrenna or Arnak, and they finally had to hold her between them. The Omthal sun, called Anthes by the Pliscotheans, was high overhead when they stopped to rest. They had seen nothing to indicate any humanoid had passed this way except an occasional broken plant stem, and the portable scanner Arnak carried also indicated nothing but plant life and small animals. Shilla had stopped her constant rubbing on Vrenna and Arnak, and seemed to be gazing into the surroundings without seeing. Vrenna questioned, “Shilla, do you feel all right? You look strange.” “I need to go...that way”, said Shilla as she walked off to the left. She was already ten strides away when Arnak and Vrenna started to follow, and they had to push their pace to catch her. She was striding through the undergrowth with her head held high; her nostrils were flared and she breathed in deeply in the manner of the carradaraw of Pliscothea when pursuing the small, furry tafbir. She held the breath, then snorted the exhalation, as if to clear her senses for the next breath. Her eyes were wide open and the pupils dilated in spite of the bright, bluish light cast by Anthes. She walked like this for many chrons, her breasts rising high with each breath, and her hips swaying wide with the length of her stride. Shilla changed direction to intercept a low hill, and upon reaching its base, stopped. “Here... they are here.” As Shilla walked to a narrow, rectangular opening in the base of the hill, Arnak looked at Vrenna and mouthed the question, “they?”. Shilla walked into the opening. Arnak and Vrenna followed, and peered into the entrance. A faint, pale pink luminescence originated somewhere in the interior, and the glow trapped Shilla’s body in silhouette as she rounded a curve and disappeared. Arnak drew his disrupter and entered the cavern with Vrenna holding his arm. They walked toward the light source, passing other entrances that led only to black voids, and Arnak crouched to avoid the low ceiling. The passage appeared to be carved from the natural soil of the hill. The odor in the passage was the musty smell of old clay soil, recently disturbed, then charred by intense heat; Arnak’s touch to the walls revealed a smooth surface which reminded him of metal or glass, but which was warmer to the touch. The floor of the passage was firm, but not rigid as rock would have been, and must have been of packed soil; here and there, the faint outline of a small humanoid foot could be perceived. The route through the cavern was one of many twists and turns, but with each change in direction, the pale pink glow intensified until Vrenna could see the concern on Arnak’s face. He held a finger to his lips, and pointed to the display on the portable scanner; she could see flitting indicators of four humanoids. The short bursts of data were more like a malfunction, but Shilla had said “they” were here, and Arnak had decided to be cautious. The light brightened with each step, and the passage became straighter and declined slightly; Arnak understood why the scanner had revealed nothing. The scanner at the base camp, as well as those dispatched by the missionary station, could not penetrate deeply into soil or water, and the passage was descending far below the surface level. His portable unit was identifying life forms, but the indicators were only momentary; probably echoes bouncing off the walls that only could be registered as the passage straightened. They were going down steps now, and when the floor leveled again, were almost ten sards lower than the upper passage. They rounded another curve, and stood facing a large opening; The pale pink light streamed from the entrance to a large chamber, and as they entered they saw Shilla standing in it’s center. They could see no boundaries to the chamber; the pink light seemed to form a mist at the extent of their vision, but they could trace Shilla’s path into the chamber by the clothing she dropped as she walked; she stood totally nude under the light source, basking in the radiance and apparently absorbing some type of energy. They watched as Shilla lifted her face to the source, cupped her breasts in her hands and lifted them as high as she could into the light. The pink glow seemed to harden her nipples to erect cones, and Shilla began to purr little moans of pleasure and roll her hips as she did when she thrust against Arnak for deeper penetration. She was nearing another orgasm, seemingly just from standing under the pink glow. As Shilla’s body began to quake out the peaking of her passion, Ansea appeared from out of the pink mist and placed her hand on Shilla’s open sex. She fluttered her fingers quickly, and Shilla’s body convulsed and sagged against Ansea’s white, pearlescent body. Ansea caught her easily, and led her into the pinkness. The pink glow began to fade, and Arnak could begin to see walls with tables, scientific instruments, and platforms. On one of the platforms lay an unconscious Shilla. They rushed to her side where, after a quick check for pulse and breathing, Vrenna pronounced her alive. “She looks exactly like she did this morning, in a deep sleep, but apparently unharmed. I don’t understand this, not at all. “ “It’s really very logical,” said Ansea. They had not seen her approach, and both Vrenna and Arnak jumped at her voice. “Our bodies are nearly identical to yours internally, but as I told you, we mutated some characteristics for your own safety. My inner passage produces a natural lubricant, just as yours does, Vrenna, but it also produces hormones unique to our species. When my inner lips penetrated Shilla, she absorbed some of those hormones. These hormones give us much more acute senses than you possess, and enable us to communicate by telepathic means. They are very like the hormones produced by males and females of your species that govern sexual response, but are of a much stronger concentration. Shilla’s body is very receptive to them, as I am sure, is yours, and they heightened her desire and pleasure to the extent that the normal, tiny motions of her heartbeat, breathing, and involuntary muscle contractions pushed her to repeated orgasms. I had intended these same hormones to wake the latent perceptiveness in her brain that allowed her to find us by scent and telepathy, and did not realize her sensitivity to their impact on sensuality. I apologize to you both for any concern you may have had over her condition, and shall do the same to her when she wakes.” Vrenna laughed, “I doubt she will want an apology; I would love to experience what Shilla has.” “In due time, Vrenna. I must first explain. It was necessary to bring you here, and I could not lead you. The pink light you saw is of the same wave length as our home sun, and it is necessary for us to bathe in it’s glow in order to produce amino acids required to sustain our lives. If I had waited to lead you, I would have perished before we arrived. My trip to your camp nearly depleted my supply of these amino acids, and I had to return to the light to replenish them. Apparently, the light also increases the affect of my hormones on Shilla. Again, we did not anticipate this and it will be a subject for study by our scientists when they learn of the phenomenon.” “You keep saying we and us,” said Arnak. “Are there more of you here?” “I’m sorry; Roqueel and Sanza will join us shortly. They are here on this trip of greeting with me. It was decided that I should make the first contact, because one of them is a very rare and precious member of our species, and we could not risk her to possible danger. Oh, here they are now.” Two more females appeared in the entrance to the chamber, both of the same size and shape as Ansea, but one was very different; her body color was slightly iridescent blue in contrast to the pure white of Ansea and the third female. The pale blue scales flashed a pale green sheen when seen at certain angles, and because of her lush, womanly curves, her skin was alive with constantly changing colors. Her hair was also a pale blue, shining in the light, but without iridescence. The female seemed to be younger than Ansea, and her appearance was very exotic to both Arnak and Vrenna. “Arnak and Vrenna, meet Roqueel and Sanza. Roqueel is the female with the white coloration that I possess, and Sanza is the other. Sanza is the treasure I mentioned earlier, and she is very important to the survival of our species.” “She is certainly beautiful,” said Vrenna, “but how is she special?” “As with any genetic mutation, a very small percentage of the new species revert to the earlier genotype, or at least possess some of the earlier characteristics. Perhaps you know of some of your species that have characteristics resembling mine, very small breasts perhaps, or white hair and skin. Some may have the intense drive for reproduction that is a characteristic of my species - your prototype if you will. The so called throwback is an inevitable consequence of genetics. Sanza is such a female. About one in one hundred thousand children born on our planet are the same as Sanza; they have the same coloration, and one other extremely important characteristic. Unlike myself and Roqueel, Sanza could bear children if fertilized by a male, and there is every reason to believe that her children would be male. Males could enable our species to become more genetically diverse and, by fertilizing women like Sanza, could possibly return our population to one with normal reproductive methods. Sanza willingly accepts this responsibility, and awaits only a willing male, but as I have told you, no males exist on our planet. Vrenna asked, “so that is why you created our species, to furnish males?” “Yes, in part, but we also need females to join with the male children produced by the women like Sanza. Because we are self-fertilizing, our species has become little more than a society of clones. We need other females for the addition of female traits and characteristics in order to enrich our gene pool, but I wish you wouldn’t say ‘furnish’. You were not created as livestock; you were created to be our friends and lovers, and the choice of joining with us will always be yours. Of course, if a female’s choice is to join with one of our females, that too is possible, and this joining will also produce children.” “Produce children?” Vrenna exclaimed. “How is that possible? You said you were self-fertilizing.” “That is true, we are self-fertilizing, but we do not gestate the children spawned by our own body. When we make love, one partner will implant her fertilized egg into the womb of the other. That is the function of our long, prehensile, vaginal lips. The pleasure they give is only a side effect, a wonderful one, but a side effect nonetheless. On Lauxes, some partners both carry unborn children, each a gift from the other.” “Then Shilla is pregnant with your child?” “No, Vrenna. The gift of future life is not given as an involuntary part of lovemaking, as we arranged with your species. Implantation is under our control, and we give this precious gift only to those who wish it from us.” Vrenna mused, “some women on Pliscothea would welcome your gift. They desire children, but since they prefer female partners, must seek out males for fertilization. It can be an emotionally trying experience for them when they would rather have a child as a result of joining with their female partner. I also would welcome the opportunity; I enjoy the company and lovemaking of men, but my long term partner will probably be female. I think they are easier to live with..., no offense intended Arnak.” “None taken, Vrenna, as long as we can continue to enjoy each other when the mood strikes you.” Vrenna didn’t appear to hear Arnak. Her face was a mask of confused concentration. “Vrenna?”, said Arnak. “Vrenna?” Vrenna was confused because she heard a soft female voice speaking, but the sound did not originate in her ears. It just manifested itself in a series of mental pictures in her brain, and was rather like the understanding of words she had when reading to herself. She was certain she had not generated the thoughts; they just appeared to her. The thoughts conveyed the meaning, “I understand that Shilla has already sampled the pleasure of a Lauxean female. Would you allow me to teach you what she experienced?” Vrenna looked at Ansea, who looked back in non-commitment. She turned to Sanza, who smiled, but the smile was obviously intended for Arnak. Her eyes fell on Roqueel, who smiled, and then licked her upper lip with a delicious pink tongue. More pictures entered Vrenna’s brain. “Our ability to communicate telepathically has advantages, do you not agree? I am Roqueel. Yes, those were my thoughts that you understood in your mind, and I was very serious, if you are willing. Your red hair and sensuous body are enticing me to make love to you. You’re a very exciting female, and I sense the passion in your mind and body. Do not worry, no one else can understand my thoughts to you, not even Ansea, although she probably knows what I am communicating to you. It is not necessary for you to speak; I can see your thoughts in my mind. Just think yes, and I will show you the pleasures Shilla experienced.” Vrenna concentrated, “Does this mean I will carry your child?” “Not this time. We’ll see how we get along first. I would be honored to have you mother our child, but we need to experience each other for a few times first.” “Vrenna!” Arnak was becoming concerned. Vrenna had been staring at Roqueel, and would not answer him. Vrenna didn’t answer this time either. She just walked to Roqueel, placed her arms around the slender, white waist, and kissed her on the lips. As Arnak watched, Roqueel embraced Vrenna and began stroking her back and hips. “Your females have a strange attraction to our females, Ansea. I didn’t expect-” Origin of the Pliscotheans Ch. 3 “Arnak. Would you be father to my first child?’ The thought flashed through Arnak’s brain, and at first he didn’t understand. The thought came again, slower, this time in pictures of him and a pale blue body, writhing in passion, and then the same pale blue beauty suckling a tiny pink child to her large bejeweled breast. He looked at Ansea questioningly. “She is very young, Arnak, and very inexperienced, but has asked you for a very special gift. In return, she will give you pleasure now, and if you wish it, forever. She cannot yet limit her communication to you alone, and I understood what she asked. If you are willing, it would be a great honor to her, and to me. I need to help her, this first time; since we have no males, she does not understand what she must do.” Ansea turned to Sanza, and Sanza’s brow wrinkled as she appeared to concentrate. After a few moments, Sanza walked to Arnak, placed her hand around his waist, and turned him to face Roqueel and Vrenna, who had moved to one of the platforms that ringed the room. “They are beautiful, are they not?”, said Sanza, speaking out loud this time. “Vrenna’s red hair is quite unusual, and very stimulating to me. Your gender is also unknown to me, but I also feel stimulated when I look at you. May I touch your body?” Arnak took her in his arms, and held her to him gently, as Ansea moved beside them. Sanza’s small hands touched his muscular chest, feeling every contour as she concentrated on exploring him. Her hands moved to his back, and again sought out every line. Her hands slipped down to his narrow waist, then down to cup his hips. Her fingers outlined every muscle, and slipped in to trace the separation of his hips. Arnak was beginning to harden, when he felt Ansea gently place Sanza’s hand between his thighs. “OH! I didn’t expect this to happen so quickly.” Sanza stroked his organ through the material of his uniform as Ansea led them to the sleeping platform next to Vrenna and Roqueel. They sat, Sanza still stroking him as Roqueel undressed Vrenna. Vrenna was flushed, and breathing heavily as Roqueel slipped the uniform from her soft, shapely shoulders. As the uniform slipped below Vrenna’s heavy breasts, Roqueel gasped, and held Vrenna to her. Vrenna’s thick nipples crushed into the tiny buds on Roqueel’s flat chest, covering the tiny bumps and teasing them with the small movements of Vrenna’s breathing. Vrenna sighed, and her parted, soft, red lips were quickly covered by Roqueel’s full white mouth as she continued undressing her. By the time Vrenna had kicked the uniform away from the platform, Roqueel’s chest was expanding into full breasts that pushed back at Vrenna. As the swelling mounds pressed against Vrenna, her own lush breasts firmed and the thick nipples became thicker, longer, and hard. Roqueel broke the kiss, pushed Vrenna to arm’s length, and touched the hard, dark pink projection. As her soft fingers stroked the tip, Vrenna moaned a little purr of delight, and cupped Roqueel’s growing breast. Her thumb found the tiny bud, and teased it into a hard nub that perched on the large, white, jeweled mound. Arnak’s hand moved to Sanza’s breasts, and found small, firm mounds already standing proudly on her chest and topped with small, firm nipples begging to be kissed and tugged. “You can see that Sanza is very ready for you, Arnak.” said Ansea. Since she is so young, only twenty of your sun cycles, she responds quickly to stimulation. She has been taught the arts of love by myself and Roqueel, and is eager to both please you and to have you please her. Sanza’s unique gifts include one which only you can experience, but you will discover that when she is ready. Lay her back on the platform, and please try to be gentle. She understands most of what will happen, but this is her first time.” Amid the sounds of passion coming from Roqueel and Vrenna, Arnak eased Sanza back on the platform. Her slender body, now endowed with small, but deliciously pert breasts and nipples, beckoned his maleness to stand erect, and he removed his uniform. As the garment slipped past his manhood, Sanza clapped a hand to her mouth and stifled an “OH”. Her eyes were open wide, and the dark blue pupils dilated to depthless pools of wonder and desire as he slipped down beside her, and caressed her side. As his fingertips traced the line between her breasts, her breath quickened to short pants, and her body tensed when they traced circles around the cute little hard nipple. His mind felt, “kiss me”, and he covered the small, juicy lips with his own. A small tongue slipped into his mouth, searching the inside of his lips, then finding and caressing his tongue. “Umm...” moaned Sanza. Arnak felt searching fingers stroke down his belly, find his erect manhood, and lightly grasp his shaft. The fingers lifted it as if testing its weight, then closed around it again and gently squeezed. The fingers then sought and found his sack, and rolled the enclosed orbs into their palm, again weighing them before the fingers continued to fondle him. Arnak slowly caressed each sparkling breast and it’s taut nipple, enjoying the pleasure he was giving Sanza. Her eyes were open, and he became lost, momentarily, in their depths. A thousand images flashed across his mind, put there, he was sure, by Sanza. He saw her lying on top of him, impaled on his shaft. He saw her face in the peak of her passion, beautifully contorted into a mask of pure, innocent pleasure. She was filling his mind with all the visions she had of their coupling, all the feelings she was feeling, and her wishes for his touch. Bent to kiss her small nipple, and Sanza arched her breast to his mouth, nearly suffocating him in her attempt to force her entire small breast between his lips. He attempted to satisfy her wish, but as he enveloped her nipple, aureole, and part of her breast, the mound swelled again, and left him suckling only her nipple. “She will continue to enlarge until she is fully developed.” said Ansea. “Although her breasts have swelled before in passion from her self-pleasuring, only a partner can bring her to what will be her final, aroused state. Her lineage is well endowed, as you will see as you continue.” Arnak could only agree as the small breasts became larger and larger, soon becoming larger than even Vrenna’s. Her nipples, too, enlarged, becoming as large as the end of Arnak’s thumb with rough textured tips that wrinkled at the touch of his fingers and tongue. He rolled one of the wonderfully erect nubs, and Sanza’s thoughts once again entered his brain. There were no pictures this time, just a feeling of overwhelming pleasure. Arnak groaned as the thought-feeling blended with the sensations coming from his groin, for Sanza had begun to stroke his member, rolling the foreskin over the head and then stretching it as her grasp met his belly. The dainty hand created exquisite sensations that threatened to bring Arnak to his pleasure too soon, and he reluctantly regained control by concentrating on the small lips between Sanza’s smooth thighs. His fingertips caressed the outer lips, squeezed them together, and then felt the oily moisture that slipped through them. He brought his hand to his face and savored her scent, finding that the clean, musky odor further increased his passion. His fingertips went back to slip between the soft lips and to fondle the hardening nub hiding there. Sanza’s hips began to shudder as he teased all around the nub, and it began to seek out his fingertip to pleasure itself. He assisted in the quest of the fluttering little pleasure bump, and stroked his thumb over the tip as he buried one finger into her wet, pulsating passage. Sanza’s internal lips extended to cover his finger, and tried to draw it deeper into her belly. Arnak inserted a second finger, and found the passage to be very small. He would have to be gentle or he would injure her. Sanza’s thoughts pierced his mind, thoughts of her small body under his, thoughts of him entering her small passage. He gently spread her virgin thighs, and positioned himself at her entrance. As his member touched the moist opening, the inner lips slowly crept over his length, and began to pull him in. He allowed himself to penetrate until he felt resistance, and then stopped. The soft lips continued to coax him deeper, but Arnak withdrew to the very entrance. The lips extended to cover his shaft once again, and began their pulling embrace. He again allowed himself to penetrate, and when he met resistance, Arnak pushed slightly. A flood of lust from Sanza’s thoughts almost swept control from him, but he resisted his need to thrust deep into her, and withdrew again. Each withdrawal caused the lips to seek out and draw him in again, and with each stroke, he pushed against the resistance harder, stretching her a small amount at a time. Sanza was panting and writhing under him now, attempting to impale herself on him with each thrust, and her fluttering clitoris was caressing itself on the top of his member. Suddenly, a bright flash of color seared through his mind, changing from blue to green to red to yellow to blinding white, and Sanza vocalized her fall into the abyss of her first orgasm with “hmmm....hmmm...hm..hm..hm..hm...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” As the final whispered sound escaped her lips, Arnak pushed gently but firmly through her mostly relaxed virgin resistance, the sensations of Sanza’s peak overcoming the little pain his complete insertion caused. They lay there as Sanza recovered, and the thoughts she sent him were of innocent wonder, immense love, and a savage passion demanding further satisfaction. She turned his head toward Roqueel and Vrenna with the touch of a finger, and they watched the two females in the passionate embrace he had witnessed between Ansea and Shilla. Roqueel was ensconced between the soft, smooth thighs Arnak had worshipped so many times in the past. Roqueel’s bare, white outer lips were tight against Vrenna’s shaved pink opening as her inner lips pleasured Vrenna’s passage. Vrenna was purring, panting and moaning, all at the same time, her red hair framing a face depicting immense pleasure, joy, and wonder at the feelings deep in her belly. Her eyes were locked onto those of her pearlescent lover, and Arnak knew a special feeling between the two females must be responsible for the sultry gaze. Vrenna’s sensuous voice answered what must have been Roqueel’s thoughts to her. “Oh yes, that’s wonderful. You’re - ohhhhh, never - ahhhh, felt so - mmmmm, don’t stop, please, don’t stop.” Roqueel seemed to be voicing her passion only with her mind, as Arnak and Sanza heard no sound escape her lips, but her face mirrored Vrenna’s and her breathing had become a ragged series of pants and gasps. Arnak could not see between their bodies, but he knew that Roqueel was pleasuring them both with her dancing pleasure nub, and both were pushing hard against each other with evenly matched and timed thrusts. Vrenna suddenly shrieked in pleasure as her body arched high into Roqueel, and both females shuddered out their peaks before Roqueel covered Vrenna’s body with her own. Vrenna had closed her eyes as she always did after Arnak made love to her, but they soon flashed open again and her face changed from a vision of serene fulfillment to surprise, to wonder, to ecstasy. Her hips bucked against Roqueel as she felt the fluttering clitoris stimulating her to another peak. Arnak was highly excited by the sight of the two females in the embrace of love, as was Sanza. Her inner passage was milking Arnak again, and he responded by slow, deliberate thrusts in and out of the warm, wet lips. Sanza was closing on a higher peak, and her thoughts rushed through his mind in a whirlwind of passion and raw animalistic lust. Her hands were on her breasts, rolling and pulling her large nipples, and her hips thrust against him with each tug on the sensitive, wrinkled flesh. Arnak was attempting to hold on to control in order to increase her pleasure, and was succeeding until the electric shock of unknown contact to his shaft streaked from it’s head to his brain. Her inner lips were pulling him deep into her and he felt something like hot, wet lips close on the tip of his member. The feeling was like Vrenna’s lips when she gave him oral pleasure, but his member was deep in Sanza’s belly. The lips sealed against the head of his shaft, and he felt a sucking sensation that was bringing him rapidly to his peak. As he attempted to withdraw from her, her long inner lips grasped his member and held him firmly in place while the smaller lips swirled the head in their hot, wet, grasp. His body would not now have responded to his mind, had his mind even been able to command it. Instead, his brain was filled with Sanza’s pleasure thoughts and with the cries of pleasure coming from Vrenna and Roqueel. He understood nothing but his need to stay deep inside Sanza; his mind would allow no thought except Sanza’s command to thrust deep, deeper, deeper. The sucking sensation was drawing him in as the soft, wet lips pulled against the underside of his organ. His whole being centered on Sanza’s hot, wet, inner belly, and as the colors blinded his mind again, Arnak groaned in lust and exploded his seed into the hot sucking lips again and again and again. When he could spurt no more into the wet, insatiable suction, Arnak collapsed on top of Sanza. The blinding colors gradually receded to pale hues, and then to Sanza, smiling at him through his now seeing eyes as her arms wrapped his body in a loving embrace. He felt the suction continuing, gently now, as if her body were savoring each drop of seed that he felt leaving his member. The feeling was unimaginable, and indescribable, and Arnak could only bury his face in the pale blue hair and lie imbedded in this young, hot female as his organ slowly leaked out the remnants of their passion. Some time later, Arnak awoke. He was still on top of Sanza, although his organ had fallen from her warm, slippery embrace. She was looking at him through those endlessly deep, dark blue eyes. Her thoughts again invaded his brain, though in the gentle, soft voice he had heard before their lovemaking. The thoughts spoke to him of appreciation, thanks and love. Love...that thought had not crossed Arnak’s mind since the start of their mission. He had thought he loved Shilla and Vrenna, but these thoughts were different. These thoughts spoke to him of closeness, children, and eternity. He was confused by the idea, but intrigued by the feelings they aroused in him. “Yes, she loves you, Arnak.” said Ansea. “It may be because you were her first male, or because you have given her a very precious gift, or it may be because she really does love you. Only you can judge your feelings for her, but whatever you decide, remember she is young and easily hurt. Hold her now; she is satisfied for a time, and needs the closeness of your body to complete her fertilization.” “I felt...she has lips that pulled at me, deep inside. Is this the special talent you spoke of?” “Females of our ancestors evolved to maximize the probability of fertilization. Sanza has small lips at the opening of her womb. When she prepares to receive seed, the lips seal themselves to the male’s organ so that none of the precious fluid may escape. The feeling for the male is also enhanced by the suction created, but unfortunately, this intense sensation repeated at the frequency needed by our females sapped the life from our males. You have proven capable of not only enjoying the sensations, but also of recovering quickly from them, or so my eyes tell me. It appears that Sanza was not as satisfied as I thought.” Arnak was very aware of the tingle in his shaft as Sanza’s inner lips again caressed his length. He looked into her dark blue eyes and saw raw lust building. Her nostrils flared as she drew him into her again, and Arnak was soon lost in the pleasure of her body. Their coupling was slower this time, but more intense in sensation. Each time me buried himself in her wetness, the small hidden lips caressed his throbbing tip, wetly swirling around it to tease the underside. The feeling was incredible, and as Arnak felt her hard nipples pushing into his chest, felt her legs wrap around him, felt her hands pulling on his hips, pulling him deeper inside her, he gave up all hope of control. He returned to the animal instincts lurking beneath the thin skin of reason that made him Arnak, and became a dominant male impregnating his female. When Sanza’s time approached, the hidden lips began sucking again, sucking and milking him for his precious seed, seed to complete the life cycle, seed to continue the species. Arnak spurted his passion into the sucking opening with a loud groan that was almost the growl of animal conquest of his ancestors. Sanza’s bite on his shoulder spurred him to another spurt, and another, and another as he filled his female with his life force. His mind now was only her color thoughts again, and his body jerked as the sucking lips drained him and left him grunting and groaning in exploded passion. How long Arnak lay imbedded in her hot passage, he could not say; he just gradually returned to reason, brought back to being Arnak by slender fingers and warm hands caressing his body. Ansea, Roqueel, Shilla, and Vrenna were stroking his back, neck, and shoulders. He rose from the platform, Sanza’s arms pulling her with him before she released her embrace to sit. Shilla, Vrenna, Roqueel and Ansea were gathered around them, touching them with longing and admiration in their eyes. Ansea spoke. “Arnak, Shilla, and Vrenna, you have returned to us after eons of evolution and have fulfilled our hopes for our future. We know that your civilization is in danger of dying because of overpopulation. We foresaw that the desire for reproduction we gave you would result in this, and have been exploring and colonizing many planets in many galaxies in preparation. Our offer to the Pliscotheans is an offer to live among us, or, should you choose, with us as life partners, in these colonies. We have prepared enough living sites to accommodate your population and its expansion for thousands of generations. We also have developed travel and other technology far in advance of yours which we will share for the betterment of both our species. All we ask in return is for you to accept us as friends, lovers, or partners as each individual may choose. Please return to your home station and present our offer. We can not go with you, but we have filled the data banks of your ship with all the information of our past, present and hopes for the future. If the Pliscotheans are agreeable, the star maps we have provided will guide you to our colonies.” The Xanthos settled quietly to the surface of Omthal, her plasma powered magnetic engines emitting a muted whine as they fought against the planet’s gravitational field. She carried an advance crew of three, Arnak, Shilla, and Vrenna, who would make contact with the Lauxean females, and direct the landing of the four hundred colonists from one of the closest missionary stations. As the main hatch opened and the three stepped into the bluish light of Anthes, they saw the three females waiting by the domes of the base camp. As Arnak stepped off the ramp, he was enveloped in the arms of the pale, iridescent blue Sanza, and felt himself pressed against her swollen belly. “I’m glad you have returned to us, Arnak.” Vrenna ran to embrace Roqueel, and the two females held each other as lovers long parted by distance, then reunited after the passing of time. Shilla walked to Ansea. “Ansea, I am unsure about us. In my separation from you, I found myself dreaming of our loving time, and of the pleasure we brought each other, but I still like the feeling of a male pleasuring me. Can we be lovers if I also share pleasures with a male?” Origin of the Pliscotheans Ch. 3 “Shilla, Lauxeans are an agreeable people when relationships are involved. You see, I too have found a craving for males, a craving started by your beloved Arnak, although it appears he may not be interested in sharing himself for a while. I hope one of your companion colonists may be willing to couple with me from time to time. You and I may live together and share our pleasure with males as we desire, if that is your wish. Perhaps you may favor the attentions of another Lauxean female, or would desire to share yourself with another and me as Vrenna and I shared you. It does not matter, as long as we can be together.” Shilla embraced Ansea and said, “I had hoped you might feel this way. I missed you, Ansea.” The shuttles landed colonists, supplies, equipment, and everything else needed for settlement of Omthal. In not many cycles of the planet’s orbit around Anthes, Omthal became a home for the Pliscotheans as well as the hundred Lauxean females who came to live there. They established homes, farms, and industry, and the colony soon became self-sufficient. Partners met, lives were joined together, and future generations were conceived. For millennia into the future, the white, pink, and blue children of the lush planet would learn the story of the history of Lauxes, the origin of the Pliscotheans, and of the five females and one male who joined the two species on Omthal.