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Gift from Outer Space Ch. 01

By: wet_special



Dear reader, this is the second chapter of the story of Renee and her magical alien symbiont. The first installment appeared under the title "A Union Consummated" in the Toys/Masturbation category. Further installments will appear in this category as it seems to fit the change in pace.

It was necessary to cover a bit of background in this installment. There is a lot of dialogue and even some Sci-Fi jargon. Only a small portion of this installment is devoted entirely to psychedelic sex. The reader who wishes to skip there is encouraged to skip to the very end and then scroll up until a set of asterisks is found. And thanks for reading!

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In the first episode, Nina found a unique strap on dildo in a curio shop, and gave it as a gift to her roommate and lover, Renee. They discovered some of its weird properties and towards the end, Renee becomes bonded to an alien symbiont which takes the form of a large, magical-seeming penis. It has a profound influence on her arousal and behavior. She also has no clue how to remove it!

Some might find this a shame, as Renee was otherwise a real life barbie doll. She was blonde, thin, with nice firm C cup tits, and barely 19 years old. But Renee had always fantasized about having a real penis. And this penis was amazing, you could not compare it to a regular wang. It would be like comparing a paper airplane to a flying saucer. Or a breakfast sausage to a king python.

Renee didn't yet know where the symbiont came from, nor was she even really sure what it was. It could be an alien slowly taking over her body, or pure magic, or perhaps a demonic talisman whose curse she was yet to uncover. That last two seemed a little bit unlikely, however, because she pulled a green tab off of it that had a web address on it.

So now, Renee sat down at her computer and began to try to access the website. She went to enter the URL and the screen prompted her with a password. Luckily, there was a password written down on the green tab so she entered that as well and crossed her fingers.

The screen turned a creamy pink and a video began to play. She sat back and watched it. The words "For sex between two lovers," appear on her screen.

"Congratulations," said a sultry female voice. "for joining to registered symbiont number three-three-tee-gee-seven, a variant of the phallic breed of Alhani nanosymbionts. 33TG7 has all of the most sought after features, features that have made Alhani the number one name throughout the galaxy.

"Uh.. Alhani? ...The galaxy?" Renee asked the screen, her worries about alien origin confirmed. The voice coming from the screen was starting to turn her on though.

"The 33TG7 was designed to augment or replace human genitalia for the purpose of providing extreme sexual satisfaction. Alhani physicians have determined that your personality and health make you a fitting host.."

"No they haven't," muttered Renee.

"They haven't?" said the silky voice behind the screen.

Reader, please understand that Renee was from a place and time in the galaxy where computers rarely, if ever, talked back. They had speakers and a microphone, but they were just too primitive to process vocal input efficiently. So when she heard her computer ask her a question, it startled her.

In fact, Renee was feeling a bit vulnerable due to her predicament. She reeled and fell out of her chair. The voice that had been prattling along like a recording had stopped mid sentence, and was now, apparently, off the script.

"Owner of 33TG7, do not be alarmed. I am here to help you."

Renee stood up and tried to remain calm. Her cock was getting very hard for some reason -- and very big. Her computer's voice was very titillating, she admitted to herself. Renee unconsciously held her shaft steady.

"Who-- who are you?" she said to her screen.

"I am an intelligent software brochure designed to explain to you everything you need to know about your symbiont, clone serial three three tee gee seven. Do you understand that you have been bonded with an alien symbiont?"

Renee nodded. "Uh-huh..?"

"Good. My programming indicates that you are an English speaking non space-faring inhabitant of the planet Earth. You are not familiar with the Alhani. I will explain all you need to know.

Renee listened silently. She never thought college would turn out like this!

"You may call me Besseda. Once again, congratulations. Our communication is 100% private. Please, tell me your name."

"My .. name is Renee." she responded.

"Renee, you must listen. Doctors have not examined you or matched you to 33TG7. Are you the one who is truly bonded with this symbiont?"

"I have a big penis on me, if that is what you mean." Renee replied, feeling dizzy. "I took off the tag but the symbiont stayed on. What is going on? I don't know anything about this, or you, or Alhani anything!" she rambled, growing more and more confused.

"Listen, Renee, I need you to calm down. Due to your not being biologically matched to this symbiont, you will have to be extra careful, so listen carefully. Whatever you do, do not masturbate."

Renee pulled her hands away from her shaft, not realizing what she had been doing.

The voice continued. "There are dozens of humans living on Earth who are space travelers, or what your kind calls extraterrestrials. This symbiont you have joined with was surely intended for one of them, but is no longer in their possession."

"Well, who!?" Renee flared.

"Customer records are strictly confidential. As are those of registered hosts," the voice stated firmly. Then the voice grew soft. "Renee.. do you want aliens to come and take it away?"

"No.."

"Did you read the instructions then, at least?" Besseda continued.

"Instructions..?" Renee quickly checked the box, rifling around the cushioning. There was nothing. "There were no instructions!" she whined.

"Renee, you have a type of symbiont with very special qualities. Among space travelers, our culture is very different. Our symbionts are in rare cases chosen to embody part of our character. This is one such case. Owners of the 33TG7 do not permit themselves to masturbate. Period."

Again, Renee wrenched her hands off her cock. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own!

"It is rare for symbionts to bond to Earth's non space-faring inhabitants. You must be a very special young lady. But now you are much, much more. You and 33TG7 are in fact, one entity. Inside you, his advanced physiology is linked directly to yours. Your circulatory system is pumping his blood. He depends on the air you breathe.

Renee probed the skin with her fingers where her cock met with her skin. She could not find even a hint of a seam or edge. Even the skin tone was a match.

"Why did .. he.. attach to me?"

"33TG7 was designed to merge with an owner who exhibits grace, intelligence, and profound beauty. While 33TG7 is in its inert form, the owner wears it and strokes it. Basically, you masturbate it like you would a human penis.

"Oh," Renee said, remembering the moment now.

"The Alhani have been developing and perfecting human based biotechnology for ten thousand years. Nanotechnology and artificial intelligence is the very foundation of every product we create, to put it in terms you should understand.

"33TG7 is made of bioengineered tissue and controlled by triggers his sentience is designed to apprehend.

"His cells have characteristics that far surpass any purely natural human penis. The skin itself not only feels and transmits sensation directly to your brain. It also can see and hear through devices as small as the head of a pin. Nanotechnology powers every cell, allowing 33TG7 the ability to regenerate, grow, shrink, solidify, soften, heat up, cool down, store energy, and convert energy into matter.

"This model is one of our most complex, volatile symbionts. Only a very limited number are produced. For those that choose this type, they seek the ultimate pleasure and fulfillment of intimacy. You are going to form a relationship with him, and your personality is going to change.

"Any time you have questions, you may return to this site to ask me. Have all of your questions been answered for now?"

"So this.. three three thing.. is in me? Permanently?"

"Well.. For one thing dear, let's go over your physical limitations. You were not born with the muscular or nerve systems to detach yourself from a symbiont. However, the Alhani took unprecedented steps to develop this technology, and every symbiont we make is equipped with this ability.

"You need not fear the symbiont suddenly detaching from you. In order to safeguard our owners from sudden detachment, the Alhani took unprecedented steps to develop a bi-sentient, mutual agreement detachment mechanism."

Renee struggled to understand this. All her books and studying, and now complicated jargon!

"His sentient function is to seek out opportunities to engage in sexual contact and to bond to hosts that are effective in the pursuit of sexual contact. His limited sentience is a balance between your comfort and everyday life and his own sex drive.

"So to get him to disconnect, what you will have to do is convince him that you are not going to have sex in your normal, every day life. You basically need to quit having sex, completely. The time varies, but we estimate in your case that abstinence for a few days will do it. Maybe a week."

"I see.." Renee took it all in calmly. Hadn't she seen something like this in Star Trek?

"But it's a good thing, right? Having a symbiont?"

"Precisely. Parasites bad, symbionts good," the voice replied. "Now, symbionts of this type depend on you, and they are a part of you. If the symbiont is damaged, you will feel it, and you will bleed. You are co-dependent. As a benefit, your sexual ability is enhanced. Furthermore, your bloodstream will be treated with our exclusive array of nano-cells, which help you and your partner stay healthy, young, and vital."

Renee was silent.

"Remember, don't masturbate. If you masturbate, each orgasm will cause your symbiont to grow. After it hits phase three, you are going to feel hunger pangs and weakness. You experienced this when you first merged. And if you will remember, masturbation did not satisfy the symbiont, nor will it. If you masturbate, this breed of symbiont will exert more influence over your ego, and with each orgasm, you will lose control. At phase four, his sentience will dominate your ego completely."

"Explain the phases." she said.

"The phases are standard for all 2 and 3 model series. The triggers are just different. In the case of 33TG7, masturbation is the trigger. Each time 33TG7 grows larger, you reach a new phase. Starting with an erection, which we call phase one. In phase two, the symbiont grows to about 1.5 times its original length and width. It will still shrink dynamically to fit in the orifices of your choosing. At phase three, it grows even larger. You will also be in danger of entering a kind of sexual delirium as well, I'm afraid. Which means that in moments you could find yourself in Phase four.

"At phase four, it will no longer shrink to fit in orifices. However, the symbiont will be very large and unstable. You will be a menace and a danger to yourself as well."

Renee was a little concerned by Besseda's description, but she was relieved that now she had fair warning. "And I can go back to phase one by just having sex with my girlfriend?"

"Generally, yes." Besseda assured her. "Again, some extreme situations may not apply, as this symbiont was not tuned to your biology specifically."

"Extreme situations?" Renee probed.

"Group sex or large orgies are a bit risky," Besseda explained.

"I see... Hmm, it didn't say sex between twenty lovers."

"Precisely."

"Okay... So, no one is going to come looking for this thing, right?" Renee asked.

"I am not permitted to publish your registration. It is strictly confidential."

That sounded like a yes, Renee thought. "Well Bess, this all sounds great.. I don't know what to say."

"Well then Renee, good luck." The screen on Renee's computer went blank and her computer turned off.

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Renee decided that the best way to pass the time was to stay distracted. She had to keep her mind off of sex, so she put on some heavy metal music. She found some boy shorts that gave her a little support and put them on. She put sweatpants on over that, and started tidying up.

She wanted everything to be ready when Nina got back from her test. So she cleaned all the cum off the walls. She did the dishes and mopped the floor. And in an hour, the room was sparkling. Renee was rocking out to her favorite band. She was in a great mood, and forgot all about the final exam she missed that morning.

When Nina came back from her exams, Renee sat down with her on the edge of the bed and explained as much as she could about the symbiont. She forgot to mention how she had ran into the next room and had multiple orgasm sex with Bonnie when the cock went out of control. Nina was shocked, but she always knew there were aliens and repeatedly said so.

"Can I get pregnant from it?" Nina asked.

"No -- I.. um, I didn't ask."

"What?!"

"I mean, I don't think so! This thing is a sex toy, the program said it was for sex, not for.. procreation."

"Well, every guy I've ever met would say his cock was built for sex--"

"Nina!" Renee interrupted, crossly. "I thought you were on the pill, anyway?"

"Well, not for the past couple of weeks," Nina said, casting her glance away. Then she looked deeply into Renee's eyes.

Actually, Nina had stopped taking the pill for over a month. She was head over heels in love with Renee. Nina had not wanted to seem like a love struck fool. It was all dawning on Renee.

Nina had always talked about free and open relationships, one night stands, and booty calls. But when in reality Nina had given up on easy flings with boys, the poignancy of it all moved Renee. She could feel her cock hardening, swelling and straining under her clothing. She kissed Nina. Their lips met, and their tongues began probing. Then Renee pulled back.

"Oh! I forgot.. You know when I activated this thing, I got really hungry and ate your tomatoes and maybe some other stuff."

"That's ok!" Nina grinned, leaning in to kiss Renee some more.

"But, then I lost control of myself and fucked Bonnie. You're not mad at me, are you?"

"Lost control?" Nina said, sounding confused.

"Well, this cock had become this big," Renee said, indicating that it stuck out from her crotch to about two feet out and was as wide around as a cantaloupe. "And I just got a little crazy. The computer said that the symbiont starts taking over when you masturbate. And.. well..

"So you nailed Bonnie, eh?" Nina smiled. Nina knew Bonnie too. Nina hadn't known Bonnie to be at all interested in girls.

"I just .. burst in the room and.." Renee's head was spinning. What did she do? "She was stoned.. I just jumped on her and.. She asked for more.." Renee trailed off.

"C'mon Renee, let's go check on her." Nina said with a sigh, standing up and forcing a smile.

"But.. but.." Renee tried to stand, but her clothes made it impossible for her to straighten out. She had to pull her waistband down as far as she could, then lift her shirt, and free her massive cock. Precum was oozing from the head.

"Oh man," said Nina, fascinated. Renee's cock seemed as big as a man's forearm.

Renee was so turned on, she was having difficulty keeping her voice steady. "We better wait a bit before .. checking on Bonnie.. " she said, speaking very evenly in order to keep the tremor out of her voice. "She looked like she was going to take a long nap when I left.."

"No, Renee, we have to go now. What if she tells the police she was raped?"

Renee paled. She threw her winter coat on to help disguise the bulge in her front. "Ok, let's go."

They crossed the common room, which, thankfully, was empty. Nina knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" came Bonnie's voice.

"It's me, Nina. And Renee is here too."

Bonnie's door swung open. Bonnie had changed into a comfy looking oversized T-shirt. A mop and bucket stood in the bathroom door. Her sheets were piled on top of the hamper. She took one look at Renee's coat and said "You .. I thought it was you!" A huge smile broke over her face, and she eagerly beckoned them in.

"Are you okay, Bonnie?" Renee said.

"I feel great!" she said. "Really great! You gotta tell me more about that thing!"

Renee asked Bonnie to promise to keep it a secret, and then she explained what had happened. Renee hard on was still straining and growing, so she hurried up and finished her explanation.

"And now.. Nina and I need some time alone," Renee finished, glancing at Nina while taking hold of her elbow. The pair stood.

Bonnie didn't know what to say, but something inside her had been unchained. She now very much wanted to spend more time with the two girls. She wanted to have sex with them both, in fact. But she could see that right now they wanted their privacy. "Look, you two be careful! I'm right here if you need anything.

"Oh, and Renee.. Come back anytime, darling. You too Nina. Thanks!"

After they left, Bonnie sat down at her laptop and signed on to her social network. There were a few friends she just had to talk to.

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Back in their room, Renee struggled out of her layers of clothes. Nina ducked into the bathroom and locked the door. She began brushing her teeth and running the shower.

Renee tried to open the bathroom door, but found it was locked. She beat on the door a few times. "Nina!!" Renee paced for a moment, but she found herself standing in front of a mirror. The sight of her throbbing member made her dizzy with lust so she went to lie down.

"Hold your horses!" came Nina's yell over the noise of the shower. Nina quickly soaped herself off and rinsed her body. She had bobbed black hair and naturally tan skin. Her body was firm and toned and she had large, D cup breasts.

She unlocked the bathroom door and walked back into the room with her hair towel dried and sexy. She found Renee lying on her bed, with her erect cock nearly touching her breasts. "Oh.. my.." Nina purred, dropping her towel and jumping onto the bed. She straddled Renee's thighs and grabbed her cock with both hands. Renee gasped and tilted her head back into the bedspread.

Nina's hands could barely reach around the shaft, and as she held it Renee moaned loudly. Nina stroked it up and down slowly. She put her lips up to the glans and kissed it, then began to lick the glans while stroking the shaft. Precum oozed from the tip and Nina slurped up the sweet liquid eagerly. "Oh my god, it tastes like melted ice cream," she gasped. She took the bulging tip into her mouth and began to suck on Renee's crown.

Renee simpered and sighed. She was feeling so horny and Nina's lips felt so hot and delicious. She kept her hips from thrusting only with a conscious effort. Meanwhile, Nina's tanned form bent over her lap and took her cock deeper and deeper into her mouth.

Nina had bragged about her deep-throating ability, and she seemed to want to prove that all her hype was true. Her sweet lips engulfed a little bit more of Renee's cock with each head bob, until Nina's lips had reached seven, maybe eight inches down the monster shaft. Renee could feel her cock pressing down into the back of Nina's mouth and down her throat. In and out, Nina screwed her throat down onto Renee's bulging tool, and slowly she pushed and wiggled down on it.

Renee couldn't hold out any longer, however, and she began blasting cum down Nina's throat. Her whole body shuddered and convulsed as she came.

Nina tried her best to swallow but there was far too much. She couldn't breathe and almost instantly, her whole mouth was inundated with cum. Cum spurted out of her nose and all corners of her mouth . She pulled off, gasping for air, but she kept stroking Renee's pulsing shaft. A few more spurts from Renee's cock landed on Nina's tits and chest.


Gift from Outer Space Ch. 01



Nina got up on her knees, swallowed and smiled, then licked her lips. "Mm, it's so, soo sweet.." she purred. She lay down on her back to catch her breath.

Renee got on all fours on top of Nina. "It's still hard," Renee grinned. Her breasts pressed against Nina's. She leaned in to her and kissed her lips, tasting the sweet cum. They kissed passionately. Renee sought out Nina's hands, their fingers intertwined and clasped tightly while their tongues probed each other's mouths. Nina could feel Renee's hard cock rubbing hard against her stomach. It felt huge against her skin. She wanted to be impaled by it, and she opened her eyes. Renee was looking straight at her eyes.

"I need it, now," Nina moaned.

Renee didn't hesitate. She had to back up a bit and lift her hips to get the tip at Nina's opening. As she backed up, Nina slid her legs out from under Renee. She lifted them up over her head. Then she spread her legs. Wide.

Renee rested her throbbing cock head against Nina's plush vagina. She looked up at Nina, then looked down again and carefully pushed in. Nina threw her head back into the pillow and moaned as Renee's cock split Nina open.

Nina felt perfectly filled by Renee's cock. It was so big, she felt every fold of skin and every bulging vein push past every fold and nook in her inner walls. In moments, Renee had pushed five inches of her meat into Nina, and she began to push her hips back and forth. She pushed in deeper with every thrust.

"Oh, God, Renee," moaned Nina. "Ohhh godohgod!" She panted, her eyes rolling back in her head as an orgasm took her breath away like a 20 foot wave. Her pussy contracted and convulsed around Renee's thrusting cock. Renee, sensing her own impending orgasm, began to thrust faster.

Faster and faster, Renee pounded her cock into Nina's pussy. Nina's orgasms ebbed and flowed without stopping. Her vision tunneled and she panted for air. In the distance, she heard Renee moaning and crying out.

And then she felt it, cum surging into her cervix in hot jets, inundating her pussy and overflowing her insides. She wrapped her legs around Renee's thrusting hips and pulled her in tight. Renee buried her spasming cock in Nina's delicious pussy. Renee's cock was still shooting cum into Nina, one giant spurt after another, and she came for almost a minute. Nina savored the feel of Renee's endless hot cum shooting up into her as her orgasm subsided.

For several minutes, the two girls just drifted. They lay there in each other's arms, too relaxed to even sigh. Renee nuzzled Nina, and Nina stroked her hair.

"Unbelievable.." Nina finally managed.

"That was!" Renee agreed.

Well reader, by now you are wondering whatever happened to Renee's classes and tests. Renee later remembered that she had missed her test. She emailed the professor and later got the reply that her email was almost nine hours late and no make-up would be scheduled. Her heart sank for a moment, but she felt buoyed by her special symbiont.

She called home and talked to her parents about the failed class. They were shocked and horrified, and wanted her to come back home. Her dad said that for the time being, he was afraid, he would not be able to continue to pay for her college. Renee declined. She told them she would find a job and pay her own way. And she loved them both very much.

But she couldn't imagine being back home all summer, in her parents home, sporting a massive, perfect penis. There was no way!

Nina however had made arrangements to attend a makeup test. She attended it successfully and passed all her classes. She decided to take a job in the city and so together, she and Renee could spend the summer together as room mates. What happens next is a story for another day.



Gift from Outer Space Ch. 02



Dear Reader, welcome back to the Gift from Outer Space series, Part 2. If you are just joining the story now, you may find elements of this story may be shocking or impossible. If this bothers you, you may want to start from the beginning. So please check out my submissions page, and don't forget to tell me what you think! 

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It had been two days since Nina found a strap on dildo in a little curio shop and gave it to her roommate, Renee. Now that the dildo had turned out to be an alien symbiont, the two college lovers were having trouble getting a good night's rest.

The symbiont was made by an alien race -- The "Alhani" -- that neither of them knew much about. It was clear to them, however, that these beings were very advanced ... and that their understanding of humans was very weird and perverted.

Nina thought she had a an overactive libido, but now Renee was screwing her for hours at a time! She couldn't complain, however. She was getting absolutely everything she ever wanted out of a lover. Renee's symbiont looked like a large, human penis and it was right there between Renee's legs, natural as could be. Her cock was always hard and ready, and Renee was really getting the hang of using it.

But Nina was having trouble keeping up. After a night of fucking and cumming that didn't end until 2 a.m., Nina's holes were so raw and tired that she hardly wanted to move. But at 6 a.m., the first morning light had Renee starting to awake.

Renee could feel her hardness pressed up hard between the bed and her stomach. It was the symbiont, and it felt so good she rolled over and put her hands on the shaft. She ached to touch it, to stroke it, but she dare not. Masturbating the symbiont would cause it to grow and eventually go out of control. She looked over at Nina, her dusky skin and short black hair poking out from the covers of her bed. The two had individual beds because that was how the dormitory rooms were furnished.

Renee had a strange dream the night before. In her dream, she was running around on campus looking for her study group. To make matters worse, she had forgotten to wear pants or underwear, and her blouse barely covered her front and back. She couldn't figure out who on her cellphone was in her study group. And she was in a building she had not been to before. She was ducking through narrow hallways and trying to be inconspicuous, but her fellow students kept catching glimpses of her naked legs and pussy.

The situation then changed and became a very raunchy wet dream. She wasn't sure how the transition took place, but she remembered at some other point in the dream, she met one of her most despised enemies on campus, this girl from her Humanities class. This girl had a huge snotty attitude and probably some plastic surgery. Her face was too perfect and her lips too pouty. Kirsten was her name. Well, in the dream Renee took Kirsten into an empty classroom, whipped out her cock and fucked her up the ass.

Some other students came in to watch -- Renee somehow knew that they were this girl's friends and her boyfriend. They just stood and stared. When Renee came, the pressure from all the cum made the girl to pop off like a cork. As she went flying, Renee laughed at her and called her a bitch.

That scene remained vivid in her mind for much of the morning she kept recalling the climax. It didn't turn her on to think about it. Actually it was shocking and nasty, and so unlike anything she had fantasized or dreamed about. She wondered if the symbiont's thoughts were seeping into her dreams.

After that dream, Renee tried to go to sleep but she couldn't, her cock was raging hard. So she crept into Nina's bed. Nina smiled as she felt Renee's cock pressing up against her body. It was long, thick, and hot. She rolled over to face Renee.

Renee rubbed her hard-on against Nina's tits and stomach. She was so horny that precum was almost streaming from her throbbing tip.

Nina, however, was tired. She didn't want to turn her lover down, so she faced her back to Renee and tucked her legs in a bit, exposing her pussy. Renee put her body up against Nina's and prepared to enter her from behind. But when Renee's cock pushed up against Nina's labia, Nina winced. When Renee pushed in, Nina recoiled.

"What?" Renee cooed. "What's wrong?"

"Oh.. I'm still a little sore from last night.." Nina said with a sigh. "Actually, a lot sore.."

Renee wasn't the least bit sore. In fact, she felt as if she hadn't had sex all week. Renee thought that had to be the symbiont's powers. After all, she had fucked Nina for hours just hours before.

"Last night was amazing..." Renee giggled a little.

"You're amazing," Nina replied, her eyes closed.

Renee tried to sleep as well, but after a few restless minutes, she gave up. "It just won't quit!" Renee muttered, rolling out from Nina's narrow bed.

"Are you okay?" Nina said softly, half awake again.

"I'm just going to have some breakfast I guess," Renee said, scooping some precum from her mushroom tip and licking it off her palm.

Renee wanted to make breakfast, so she need to go to the kitchen in the common room. But how could Renee risk going out there sporting a ten inch, cum-dripping boner? She tried to calm herself down. She looked at Nina, so calm and restful. She sat down on her bed and closed her eyes. But when she did, her mind filled with recollections of the night before.

She imagined Nina's brown body against white bathroom tile, the shower pouring down on her back. There she was, right behind Nina, fucking her pussy with everything she had. Renee had screwed her from behind for twenty minutes or so last night, in the shower alone. That was just getting started.

When Renee finally cried out that she was about to blow, Nina squirmed around and dropped to her knees. She opened her mouth wide and was rewarded with streams of cum that covered her face and breasts. Copious did not begin to describe how much cum Renee's cock produced. She came like a garden hose, and when she stopped gushing Nina was ankle deep in cum and dripping from head to foot.

Renee hunched forward and closed her eyes, thinking of all the sex she had been having. She began to drift to sleep as more blood rushed into her cock. As she leaned forward, her mouth came within inches of her own erection. She felt her warm breath wash over it, and awoke a little. She could have easily leaned forward and took it into her mouth, down to the back of her throat, and was very tempted to do so. It would have felt so good to have a cock in her mouth, and to feel even a part of her cock being engulfed by a hot, moist lips.

She gripped her sheets with both hands, determined not to stroke and fondle it. She opened her mouth as if to invite it into her mouth.

Slowly, as if bidden to do so, Renee's cock grew and elongated, and within seconds of Renee imagining it, her cock had grown so long that it pushed right up to Renee's open mouth and then slid in.

Renee was in a trace-like state. She bobbed down on the head once, twice, three times. She ached for release, so she sucked it and rubbed her tongue over the glans. Almost instantly, her mouth was filled with the taste of her sweet cum. Her whole body began to tense up, and her throbbing cock began to orgasm. She pulled her mouth off her cock, only to get blasted by a spurt of cum right in her mouth, nose, and eyes.

Her cock continued to spasm and blast cum up in arcs over her body, and it rained down all over her and the wall beyond. She gripped the sheets with both hands and shut her eyes tight while doing her best to relax every muscle in her pelvis. Despite this, her cock spasmed and spurted for thirty seconds or so. "So this is blue balls," she said to herself with a soft groan. She was desperate to fuck now.

She quickly looked over at Nina, who was fully asleep again. Nina was sore anyway so Renee decided to leave her alone.

However, she knew that she had just fellated herself into a higher state of arousal and her symbiont had reacted by reaching phase two. Renee needed to fuck someone quick or at least calm her symbiont down. Not wanting to cheat on Nina again, she decided to try the latter.

She jumped into the bathroom and took a cold shower. After a minute or so, she was relieved to see her erection begin to wane. And after a while, it was almost a manageable size. Almost. And Renee thought she was about to get hypothermia.

She dried off and tried to dress herself in such a way that her cock would be concealed. She ended up putting a sash around her legs to pin the symbiont to her inner thigh. Then she put a pair of sweats on over that, and followed it with an oversized t-shirt. Finally, she was ready to venture out into the common room and make breakfast.

As luck would have it, she was the only one there. "Good, I'm alone," she said to herself. "For the time being, anyway." She began boiling some eggs and sat down at the table to wait.

Mere moments passed before Bonnie poked her head out of her door. "Renee!" she said, her voice full of affection.

"She must have heard," Renee thought to herself. Renee was a little anxious about what would happen if she had any attractive girls around. However, she feebly returned the greeting. "Good morning, Bonnie.."

Bonnie strode out into the room in a fairly skimpy set of pajamas. Now, Bonnie was a well proportioned girl, and Renee admired her shapely figure. Her slender body sported a nice pair of B-cup tits. Her hips were graceful and curvy and her legs were very long. She had manicured, natural fingernails which Renee preferred over gaudily colored long fingernails. Her hair had been dyed strawberry blonde quite recently, and she had begun wearing it in graceful waves down to her shoulders. Right now it was done up in a bun. She was wearing a very thin cotton camisole that barely reached her navel. She was also wearing a narrow, hip-hugging pair of pajama shorts.

Renee found herself staring at Bonnie's pelvis, and she had to tear her eyes away. She was already getting horny again. The symbiont felt fat and warm against her leg.

Bonnie poured herself a bowl of cereal. She sat down next to Renee but politely set the bowl aside while Renee's food was still cooking. "So what's it like?" She finally asked. "How does it feel?"

Renee didn't want to talk about it, but she decided that Bonnie had every right to be desperately curious. "It feels good.." Renee admitted. "The sex is ... phenomenal... and it makes a huge mess! It's also hard to control." She shifted her body, trying to make room for it as it swelled. Her egg timer suddenly went off. She stood up and her sash slipped a little. It was coming loose, and creating a bulge in her sweatpants leg.

She quickly faced the sink and rinsed the eggs off under cold water. When she finally sat down with Bonnie to eat, Bonnie spotted the telltale bulge running down Renee's inner thigh.

"Okay, I see what you mean," Bonnie said, openly staring. She munched on a big spoon of granola.

Renee felt Bonnie's lusty gaze on her, and she felt her cock grow even more. Perhaps the symbiont was aware of Bonnie's presence and interest?

They continued to eat, saying little. All the while, Bonnie kept checking out Renee's bulge. It was uncanny how much it felt to Renee like the naked dream she had dreamt earlier. Renee shifted, trying to get comfortable without reaching down to adjust her shaft.

"Can I touch it?" Bonnie blurted.

Renee looked at her with sad eyes and shook her head. "It's so hard to control," Renee said as her excuse. "If I get aroused, I literally have to have sex, you know? It takes a few strong orgasms to get it to calm down."

"Don't worry," Bonnie assured her. "It's just a cock, and I know just what to do with those." She lifted her hips off her chair and bucked a little like she was riding a bronco. Then with a smile, she got up from the table, turned around and took her dishes to the sink. Renee admired her ass while she washed her dishes. Then with another coy smile, Bonnie went back into her room.

That vision of Bonnie's bucking hips stayed in her mind after Bonnie had left the room. Renee washed her dishes. A minute later, she quietly let herself into Bonnie's room.

Bonnie was laying in bed naked, stroking her shaven pussy. When Renee entered, Bonnie didn't say a word, but kept rubbing her pussy and watching Renee.

Renee pulled off her clothes as fast as she could. She stumbled out of her sweat pants and tore away the sash. It sprang up, as big as her forearm and beautifully curved. Renee climbed onto the bed and straddled Bonnie's chest. She rubbed her big cock in the inviting valley of her breasts. Bonnie responded by folding her breasts up around the big shaft. Her soft skin felt like heaven to Renee, and she got even harder.

Bonnie licked at the tip and the underside of the shaft eagerly. Renee moaned and squirted a dribble of precum onto Bonnie's cheek.

"Oh wow!" Bonnie said. "Did you just cum?"

"Oh.. so good," Renee said. "No that's .. that's just precum. When I cum, you'll know it."

Renee began thrusting up into Bonnie's tits, sliding her cock between them. At the end of every thrust, Bonnie took the head into her hot wet mouth. Renee pulled it out with every stroke, sliding her massive meat back down the valley of Bonnie's chest.

After a few minutes of displaying her mighty phallus to Bonnie by tit-fucking her, Renee pushed her aching cock deep into Bonnie's mouth and came. Renee concentrated on controlling her orgasm, but she shot a fair load into Bonnie's mouth. Once it started to overflow, Renee pulled out and shot the rest of her load onto the wall behind Bonnie.

Bonnie arched her back and purred. "Mm, like whipped cream!" she said, licking the goo from her lips. "Can I ride it now?"

Renee lay on her back while Bonnie attempted to mount her rock hard cock. Bonnie stood up on the bed, one foot on either side of Renee's hips, and bent her legs to bring herself down onto Renee's cock. Bonnie held it in place as she lowered herself onto it. The head seemed as big and red as a tomato, but somehow Bonnie's pussy lips opened up to it enough to take it in. As she squatted down farther and farther, Renee's eyelids fluttered with ecstasy. She felt each inch of her cock being encased in Bonnie's silky, shaven pussy.

Bonnie's breath was taken away. She could feel Renee's cock filling her vagina perfectly, every square inch felt as though there was a delicious play of friction and tightness against her skin as she gently rose and sank on it. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. In her mind, she could see a light in the distance, and it grew closer and brighter until it filled her vision.

Bonnie's thrusts slowed, only to be replaced by convulsions, as her first orgasm rocked her. Pleasure overwhelming blocked out her other senses. She spasmed for several moments before she started to regain her senses. She moaned and gasped softly, shaking. Then she slumped over Renee, her elbows propping herself up on either side of Renee's head.

Renee put her hands on Bonnie's hips and thrust up at her pussy once more. She also took the opportunity of Bonnie's tits hanging in her face to bite and suck on her nipples.

"Ohh fuck!" Bonnie squealed with pleasure. "This is .. ohhh .. Ah! Ah! Agnh!"

Renee's thrusts soon sent Bonnie over the edge a second time. "I'm cumming, oh god!" Bonnie cried out.

Renee enjoyed seeing Bonnie quiver with ecstasy at the power of her symbiont. She kept thrusting up at the orgasming blonde for several minutes. The pleasure was getting almost too much to bear, and she wanted to cum again badly. Instead, she pulled out and allowed Bonnie to flop over on her back.

"Oh... my.. God..." Bonnie breathed.

Renee still was not sated, and she demonstrated her arousal by holding her erect phallus in front of Bonnie's face. "This is going in your ass," she said with a grin.

"Wh-what?" Bonnie said, apprehensively.

"You heard me." Renee thought to herself that if Nina let Renee fuck her ass, she would start demanding it from other girls.

Bonnie had only once ever had anal sex, and that was with one of her boyfriends. His dick was above average, seven inches, and Bonnie thought that had been her absolute limit. This one just seemed too huge to be possible. Renee however was horny, and Bonnie wanted desperately to please her. She slid off the bed and then bent over.

Renee got off the bed and stood behind Bonnie. "Spread 'em," she commanded, and Bonnie pulled her little ass cheeks apart. Renee put her cock up against Bonnie's tight rosebud. Precum flowed quite freely from Renee's cock head and served well as a lubricant. Renee pressed her shaft forward and it began to push up into Bonnie.

Bonnie groaned. She did her best to relax her anus as Renee's hard cock pressed insistently against the opening.

"It's so hard, oh!!" Bonnie moaned. "And so big!"

"Relax, just relax," Renee urged lustily.

Her rosebud opened, and as it opened Renee's cock head pushed inside.

Bonnie moaned with pleasure. She enjoying the dirty feeling of having her ass invaded by such a heavenly cock. The fit was tight, and she felt like her insides were getting rearranged to accommodate for the alien penetration. Renee began thrusting, building a slow rhythm. She went faster and faster. Bonnie could barely stand the sensation of her anus being plowed by this massive tool. In moments, they both started cumming.

Finally, Renee pulled her cock out of Bonnie's cum drenched hole. Bonnie sighed and smiled, enjoying the tingling sensation that was spreading throughout her body. Renee was panting and sweating a little, but it seemed her symbiont was sated. This was a relief, because she had a few job interviews to go to.

***

Renee wanted to put on her best pantsuit for the interview but the slacks just couldn't be trusted to hide her penis if it happened to start getting hard again. She felt she would have a halfway decent shot of looking normal if she wore a different outfit with a tight knee length skirt and a fashionable overcoat over it.

But when she started picking out a bra, she noticed something. Her breasts were definitely larger than before.

She stared in the mirror, bare chested. Indeed, they were fuller and rounder than her C-cups of yesterday. Now they looked like D-cups for sure.

"Hey sexy, can I borrow one of your bras?" Renee asked Nina, who was lounging in her bed.

"Sure," Nina replied. "Pick any you like."

Renee put on a few pairs before she found one that would fit her properly. How strange it was that her breasts had grown so suddenly, she thought. There wasn't a trace of stretch marks or veins either.

When she put on her blouse, her breasts certainly filled out the fabric, but she buttoned it up and put her overcoat on over it. The overcoat had been very form fitting to begin with, but now when she buttoned it, the top button (which was just above her breasts) just would not reach. The next button down was just under her breasts. The effect was almost corset like, but Renee felt it was good enough to hit the streets in. Without the overcoat, anyone would quickly notice the curious bulge in the front of her skirt. Her appointment was soon, so she blew a kiss to Nina and went out the door.

***

Renee applied for several jobs on campus. This wasn't her first time looking for a job, and she felt confident and self-assured. The first job she interviewed for was at a copy center, and it seemed like her interviewer, an innocuous young man, was more interested in her breasts than anything else. He kept stealing glances. At first she didn't mind so much, but then she remembered that her breasts had grown. She wondered if the well endowed Nina often experienced the same thing.

She quickly dispelled these distracting thoughts and focused on the interview. And she got the job at the copy center starting part time. That position did not start for another week, and Renee had planned to seek other jobs -- living in the city was not going to be cheap! Her next interview appointment was at the university dental clinic. They paid better than the copy center and the benefits were fantastic: free dental checkups and tuition remission, meaning she could take classes for just a small fee. It was her ticket to independence from her family.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 02



But as she walked the streets back to campus, she thought about the symbiont and the changes that were taking place. Renee wasn't sure she wanted to have these eye-popping big boobs. She had already been sporting a nice set of 32Cs to begin with, and guys worshiped them. More importantly, Nina liked them. Renee wondered why the change and if she could expect other surprises.

Renee sat down to an interview with a medical professor at the dental clinic. He had a curly wisps of white hair on his bald head, short white hair on the side, and a well groomed beard. All his white hair gave him the appearance of experience and professionalism. She only caught him looking at her breasts once. She really wanted the job, so she decided to look away for the most part and let him feast his eyes on her. When she did make eye contact, she slowly turned to him, thus giving him time to act as though he had not been staring.

***

"That was sheer brilliance," Nina exclaimed, upon hearing Renee's telling of the story. "You did it! Congratulations on your new jobs!"

It was late afternoon and the pair were back in their dorm room.

Renee took off her interview clothes.

"Wow!!" Nina exclaimed, looking at Renee's bust. "They really have grown! But.. how?"

Renee shrugged. "Beats me.. Maybe it's the symbiont, but I've only been wearing this thing for two days now." She patted her cock lightly. "The symbiont is supposed to put stuff in my blood and change stuff, give me energy. Maybe it thinks my tits should be bigger."

"Maybe," Nina said. "Mine pretty much got this size by the time I was sixteen," Nina explained, placing her hands around them and pushing them up and down. "They're all natural. They might get a little bigger or smaller, but I don't expect to go up a size unless something else changes dramatically."

"So how was your day?" Renee asked Nina.

"Oh, it went pretty well. I went to an interview at that chocolate store up on 5th Avenue. There were a few hotties there as well waiting to be interviewed."

"Hmm, I see." said Renee. "Guys want to buy their chocolate from hot babes, I guess."

Nina frowned. "At least, that's what the manager seems to think. I felt like I was interviewing for a job as a model. They wanted me to smile and they looked at my teeth. And I'm like come on!" Nina sighed and smiled. "Then again, how hard is it to ring up boxes of chocolate at the register? Anyways.. it doesn't look like I got the job."

"We'll see." Renee hugged Nina and leaned her head against Nina's cheek. "There there.." Nina relaxed her body and melted against Renee. Soon the two were laying on their backs, side by side on the bed.

"Actually, I felt kinda bad getting the job on looks," said Renee, looking up at the ceiling. "There might be other, more qualified people who wanted these jobs, you know?"

"Nah, this kind of thing has been going on since the beginning of time. People want to work around other people that they like. No one wants to hire an wrinkly old yenta or a smelly baldie if they can get a young chick or a dude with a nice personality to do the same job. You know, ugly people remind people of.." Nina sighed.

"Of what?"

"Of death." Nina finished. "Of mortality, the immutability of their bodies, their being prisoners to luck and fate."

"That's terrible!" Renee said, turning to look at Nina. "I have family that are dear to me, but .. maybe beauty skipped a generation. You know?"

"Yeah.. I'm sorry to put it that way. But in a sense, I'm right. And you know it. We're talking strangers here, people who show up for a job interview. People you have to pay to keep around. The way you think about family is just different."

Renee sighed. "I guess.. I always thought I was just lucky to be pretty," Renee murmured.

"Me too."

They were silent for a few moments. Renee wanted to feel Nina's touch badly, but she held back. Maybe Nina was still sore?

Nina began fondling Renee's new breasts, slipping her fingers under the tight fabric of her bra to squeeze her nipples. Renee nipples and her cock got hard quickly. She rolled over on top of Nina, who spread her legs wide, putting her ankles over her head. Renee pushed Nina's thong to one side and positioned her cock at Nina's wet slit.

Nina looked up at Renee, and Renee looked deeply into her eyes. Then they both laughed. "Oh god, what a crazy.." Nina started.

Renee held Nina's legs tight and pushed her cock into Nina's wet pussy. "Oh yeah, crazy," she groaned, enjoying Nina's wet tightness.

She wrapped her arms around Nina's legs, pinning them to her upper body. At first Renee's hips moved slowly and deliberately, but after a few thrusts, she just went all out. The tension she had built up from going around all day with that cock under her skirt demanded to be released.

Every inch of Nina's pussy was being jammed full of hard, thrusting cock. Her G-spot was being stimulated by the thrusting head. Renee was so deep that her cock touched Nina's cervix, but somehow the shaft was squeezed enough at that part of the stroke that it didn't really butt up hard. Renee kept this steady, quick pace for a couple of minutes. Nina's body responded to the stimulus by rapidly building towards climax.

Nina started convulsing, and that caused Renee to start cumming. They both cried out as the spasms of ecstasy wracked their bodies like electricity, and Renee blasted so much cum into Nina that it made another huge mess on the bed.

Nina got on her knees in front of Renee and licked the shaft. She used one hand to gently stroke it, and another to cradle Renee's nut sac.

"Don't tease!" Renee pleaded.

Nina got down on both knees obediently opened her mouth. Renee quickly slipped her cock head in. Nina's mouth was warm and wet, just the sensation that Renee's cock craved. Nina bobbed her head up and down, trying to take it in deeper each time.

"That's it, suck it," Renee said. "Deep throat that monster, you slut."

Nina was on her knees pushing Renee's cock down her throat when Renee suddenly lost control, cumming hard. She grabbed Nina's head and pushed her cock hard down into her throat. "Oh, fuck yes!" she cried as she felt Nina's lips reach the base of her fuck pole. She came almost directly into Nina's stomach. Nina recoiled and flailed, pulling her mouth off of Renee's cock. She doubled over and gagged. She began to vomit while getting on all fours. She vomited what seemed like a gallon of cum. She retched until the last slimy drops of cum dangled like a string from her lips.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry!" Renee said, handing Nina a towel to wipe her face off.

Nina coughed a bit to clear her throat. That was more than she bargained for, but she didn't want to upset Renee. "It's okay, it's okay," she said, panting.

That night, as they lay in separate beds, they both came to the realization that Nina would do anything to hold on to Renee. And that there would be other girls that would stop at nothing to tear them apart.

"Nina?" Renee eventually called, softly.

"Mm?"

"Love you," Renee murmured.

And it made all the difference to Nina. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

***

In the morning, Nina crawled into Renee's bed and they fucked once more. For an hour, Nina rode Renee. She even titfucked Renee while Renee lay on her back. Renee was in heaven.

Afterwards, they basked in the afterglow. "Renee," Nina said, holding her lover tightly. "Don't let me go..."

Renee shook her head. "Never. Don't be silly."

"Promise?"

Renee nodded. "I'll never leave you. Promise. But sometimes I might have to do what I have to do.. If I get horny, I need to.. take care of it. No matter where or when. It has to be an open relationship."

"That may be, but my pussy is yours alone." Nina stated.

"You don't have to promise me, Nina. In fact, don't. Take it back. I ... if I have to travel somewhere.."

Nina frowned. It was evident that she was being foolish. They were college freshmen, soon to be sophomores. They had whole careers to pursue, an education to get. Nina was sexy, bisexual, and compared to Renee, normal. Of all people to want to be exclusive..

"Renee.. I love you."

"You love me? Or you love this penis?" Renee responded.

Nina sighed. "I'm not going to argue about it."

"Nina.. just let's take things one day at a time. I've only had this thing for three days. The computer said it was unstable. You might not like what I become! You should really understand that, and then I think you'll see it makes sense to .." Renee trailed off.

"To what?" Nina insisted.

"To guard your emotions, girl." Renee finished. "Don't let yourself be fooled. I'm not just a girl you know at college anymore. Me and 33TG7 are now one, and.. you don't know him very well. He has a vicious streak in him, I think."

"I don't mind, I don't care!" Nina said dismissively.

"And that vicious streak is now in me," Renee continued. "Don't you see? I'm like a sex machine, and more than perhaps any one girl can handle. I.. it .. needs.. a lot of sex."

Nina brooded silently for a moment. She sighed. "You're right.. you're right. I'll try to make my heart listen to reason. But as we spend time together, I --" she stopped what she was going to say.

"You what?" Renee eventually probed.

"Nothing, never mind."

"Really, what were you going to say?" Renee insisted, looking into Nina's eyes.

But Nina looked away, and wouldn't divulge what she had thought to say. That every day they spent as roommates, Nina was helplessly falling in love with Renee, and that while logic might tell her not to, her heart would not listen. Sure, Renee was too much for Nina, so the logic went. But there was only one Renee, and that counter logic made the case that her heart and mind could not deny.

The truth is, she had become wary of Renee, and that her love had faltered. Instead of loving the New Renee, she was still infatuated -- and was jealously staking her claim.

Nina did not understand her own feelings. She once read that that love is a conflicted emotion. She had loved the Old Renee and was apprehensive of the New Renee's power and unique allure. This, dear reader, was what she mistook for new heights of love.

*

Will Nina ever understand the nuance of her own emotions? Will Renee break Nina's heart? And what happens when Renee gets a "traveler" on the bus to work? Stay tuned! 



Gift from Outer Space Ch. 03



Dear Reader, welcome to edited, 3rd version of the 3rd Chapter of Gift from Outer Space. Illustrations have been added from my drawing collection. The prologue to the series is called A Union Consummated.

***

Renee was not upset, nor was she overly worried. She thought that she had assumed the proper level of trepidation. And therefore it was time to get back to setting objectives and pursuing her goals. She was going to manage her symbiont responsibly, keep it hidden at work, and stay smart. She was ready to cope, to overcome, and to enjoy its benefits.

Renee had a symbiont alien attached to her body. It was designed to look like a large penis. When she got horny, even if she only got a chubby, hardly anything she wore could really cover it up. So according to Renee's estimation, her situation was not dire -- unless it was possible to die of embarrassment.

It was Monday morning and Renee was heading out to her first day working as a dental assistant. She had to get a job somewhere to pay for her dorm room, food, and books. Dental work seemed like a great option. She figured as long as she wore a lab coat, she could hide her symbiont for the most part. And on the way to work she wore her fashionable lavender coat. It didn't button in the front, but as long as she kept her hands in her pockets she felt her cock would not show a bulge there either.

Renee caught the bus, sat down in one of the seats, and let her mind wander. She thought about her girlfriend, Nina. Two months ago, Renee had not dated any girls, even though she had known some that she was attracted to. Now she couldn't imagine life without Nina. But there was another girl, Bonnie, who Renee had taken a liking to. And neither had enough stamina for Renee now that Renee's symbiont was doing all the heavy lifting.

"Uh oh" Renee said under her breath. Her cock was starting to get hard already. She had only thought these things for a few moments but her symbiont penis was really getting stiff. Try as she might, she couldn't get the symbiont to relax -- it flexed and strained against the confines of her clothing, which only stimulated her more. She dug her hands in her pockets and pulled her coat over the front of her body to hide the monster phallus. She had to practically cross her arms to hide the bulge.

There was no way she could make it off the bus with her arms almost folded but her hands in her pockets without being a strange sight. And the more people looked, the more likely they were to notice something was wrong.

Renee thought fast, and then made a snap decision. Now, dear readers, I am sorry to do this to you. But to really understand Renee, I must explain those inner thoughts she thinks in the privacy of her own brain. Things she would never utter to anyone you will now be privvy to.

Renee did not underestimate the power of the symbiont to take control of her body. And she knew in a public place, she would be arrested and taken in for questioning. And then the scientists would come, and spirit her off to some secret location. So it was understandable that some girls would panic.

Also, cold showers had so far been the only thing that Renee successfully used to tamp down her arousal without sating it. But this was a public bus. Instead of having a shower, it had a few people on it that could clearly use a hot shower, a change of clothes, and lots of soap.

So Renee had to try something new. She had to think awful, unpleasant thoughts. Right near her on the bus were perfect objects of disgust, some raggedy, foul smelling bums.

But Renee felt pity for them, and she was afraid to be caught staring anyway. But like all people, Renee had a few names on her hate list. And on the top of that list were Cheney and Rove. So, she imagined them, hunting polar bears somewhere. Poor, innocent polar bears!

Many students like Renee and Nina had been influenced by their college professors to take a negative view of figures like Cheney, and a sympathetic view for a multitude of environmental causes. When Renee discussed politics, she and her friends all agreed that greedy capitalists were the ones to blame for widespread destruction of everything from endangered monkeys to polar ice caps. So as far as Renee was concerned, all Republicans were evil.

So Cheney and Rove sprang unbidden and visually to her mind. She pretended not to feel anything from her body, and used her mind to imagine a snowy, glacial landscape. She tried to focus on the cold, on the cruelty. She imagined them as caricatures, with yellow teeth and beady eyes. She imagined the defenseless cub escaping while they gave chase.

Looking around, she realized she was at her stop. Renee had done a magnificent job of exerting control over her symbiont. As she stood, she was relieved to find that her erection had waned. However, her method had been very unpleasant and put her in a bad temperament.

"Focus," Renee told herself. She had to make the best impression possible. She entered the office and beamed a bright smile at the front desk attendant, who appeared to be a very professional looking student.

"Hi! My name is Renee. It's my first day, nice to meet you!"

"Hi, my name is Tatiana," the attendant said with a slight accent. "I heard about you, welcome!" With a neat updo and a smart looking blazer, Tatiana's presence was enviable to Renee, who just wanted to fit in and look respectable. Renee suspected that she looked frazzled and nervous, after what she had just gone through on the bus.

Renee didn't have to wait long before a young man entered the room. His name was Dan, and he was going to be training Renee. Dan led her into the staff lounge, gave her a lab coat and rattled off a few tasks they had in store for the day. Renee put on the lap coat on, feeling better at once.

Their first task was to prep for a root canal. Dan had a diagram for them to go off of, and basically explained to Renee that she would have to lay out three whole trays of bits and burrs, swabs and syringes, for the dentist to have easy access to while he worked on the patient.

Renee performed her tasks methodically, filling each spot on the paper with the correct numbered bit. Dan helped her with the syringes and showed her how to do everything else. Everything was coming along fine.

***

Back at the dorm, Nina was thinking about Renee. Lying in bed, she thought about her precious room mate and girlfriend. Renee had been so innocent when she met her. Nina had taught her so much, and she was starting to admit to herself that she had been a bad influence in a way -- she had taught Renee about open relationships.

At first glance, Nina had thought open relationships were so cosmopolitan and progressive. But Nina was starting to think she herself was not mature enough to handle hers. She grimaced at the irony. She had done it to herself, it seemed. If only she had not tried to impress Renee with her free love philosophy, the sexy blonde might not be seeing other girls on the side. Then again, it could just be the symbiont, Nina thought, that changed Renee's behavior.

Nina lounged around her room, sitting down in front of her laptop for a bit, then walking around the room, then laying on her bed. She couldn't stop jealously thinking of how her lover had gone across the common room and screwed around with Bonnie. Now Bonnie was following Renee around like a puppy dog.

That one time Nina had worn the symbiont, it had turned organic. It was one with her. She couldn't explain why the symbiont had not stayed with her permanently.

She wasn't about to complain though. Having a cock and balls could be a major obstacle to just walking around. Still, there was a part of her that felt as if she had been rejected. To make things worse, her lover was now screwing Bonnie on the side.

And that really made her feel rejected.

But Bonnie had never worn the symbiont. She didn't have any idea how it felt. Nina did. She felt sensations she had never felt before. The pleasure had been intense, and so different from the sensations she felt from her vagina. It was like having a rod of throbbing pleasure sliding through the wetness of her lover. When she came, it was almost unbearably good. Each spasm had felt like an explosion, and filled her with .. exultation.

Renee was enjoying the thrill of conquest, Nina suspected. Or was it simply what Renee had told her? Renee said her cock had grown out of control, and it was beginning to take over her mind.

If that were true, Nina couldn't fault Renee at all. But she was worried about her. Renee had lost control in no time at all. "Renee, oh Renee," she sighed. "I do care about you. I want you to be happy. It doesn't matter what you do, as long as we stay friends." And then she added, wistfully, "Be careful, and stay out of trouble, ok?"

***

Renee was busy at work most of the morning. Staying busy was good. Her dentist, Dr. Gaffney, was easy to get along with. He was warm and jocular with his patients, and they responded well -- when they could talk at all. None of this was lost on Renee, who keenly observed everything that took place in her new work environment.

Dr. Gaffney didn't mind Renee being a little nervous. He was fine with her because he could see she was focused and eager to impress. He wore special lenses on his bifocals while he was drilling, but he could watch her closely just by looking over the rims. He paid as close attention to her performance on the job as he did to her figure. He knew already he was going to look forward to working with her for the next few months. After that she would be qualified to work with actual student dentists, but he would still get to see her around. Which was good, because he liked what he saw.

During lunch break, Renee had an opportunity to go eat, but she also knew once she got back she would have to prep for another root canal. She decided she better do most of it beforehand so she wasn't under the gun to finish later.

While she matched bits to numbers and placed them in their spots on trays, she began thinking about Nina. She knew she had to tell Nina something -- after all up till now they had been completely monogamous. That said, Nina had also declared from fairly early on that their relationship was open, explaining that they could date and have sex with other people so long as they were open about what they were doing.

Renee wanted to plan out what she would say, but first she had to plan out what she would do. She couldn't decide whether to first have sex with Nina, or find some way to first ask Nina to express her feelings. Perhaps they should just have a little screw, and then she could say her peace during a position change. Or perhaps, she should give Nina all she could handle, pound the hell out of her pussy till they're both panting, covered in sweat, and then..

"Oops!" Renee said out loud. She realized she had been thinking the wrong thoughts again, and her cock was getting hard. Luckily, her "one size fits most" lab coat could hide the bulge in her front fairly well. She placed the last few items in their spots and went to the lounge for a bit and to try to calm herself down.

The lounge had a security monitor that let her see who was coming and going in the reception area. She noticed Dr. Gaffney's next patient had arrived. From what Renee could tell from the grainy image, the patient had lots of curves and was dressed to kill. Renee stood, checked to make sure nothing was obviously showing, and went out to greet the patient.

Her name was Anna Lee, and Renee immediately wondered if she was not some kind of stripper. Not only did she have a stripper name, but she was flaunting a body that was built for porn. She wore her dark hair straight, down to her ass, and had her tits pushed up in a tight black halter top. Plenty of cleavage was showing too. Her legs were toned and smooth and her ass was tightly encased in a pair of cutoff jeans. Fluffy fur boots added approachability to Anna's overall appearance, and she was a couple of inches shorter than Renee.

Renee ushered Anna into the next room. "Please wait here and the dentist will be with you shortly," she told Anna. As Anna sat back in her chair, she smiled at Renee. Renee tried her best to purge her mind of sexual thoughts, but she couldn't help it. Images of Anna surrounded by guys, getting gang banged and showered with cum, flooded her mind. She smiled back at Anna cordially as she left.

It would be a few minutes before the dentist was ready to see Anna. That was a few minutes Renee could use to deal with her symbiont. Her erection was starting to pitch a tent in the front of her lab coat. Renee ducked into the ladies' room and locked herself in a stall. She opened her lab coat and lifted her shirt until her cock was freed from under it. It was at least twelve or thirteen inches long and throbbing like a beating heart.

She wanted to just quickly jerk it off. She knew she would cum in seconds. But no, it would not be okay after that, it would only get worse. Renee wished Tatiana would walk into the bathroom right now. If only Nina were here! Perhaps Anna Lee would walk in and Renee would --

"Stop it!" Renee hissed, more at the symbiont than at herself. "I need to work, I need this job, or you get nothing anymore!" she whispered angrily. It did not seem to have any effect.

"I'll chain myself to a wall! You'll be sorry, I'll get you to detach, I'll put you back in that case and you'll sit there for a century, I swear. I'll put your case in a safety deposit box in a bank and you can rot there for all I care! Stop it! Stop it!"

But her throbbing cock just felt so good! She gripped the shaft of her cock just below the glans. "Ohhh," she gasped, her body tensing. She stroked it a few times and started cumming. Spurts of hot semen hit the tiles and splattered the walls.

And then her cock grew.

Bigger and harder. Renee pulled her hand away but her desperate need for release had only intensified. She had to find it... someone. She wrapped the lab coat around herself and tried to make her way out of the office quickly. Her goal was to get to Tatiana, and lure her back to the bathroom.

She only got a few steps out of the bathroom door when she noticed a hospital bed tucked against a corner of the corridor. The mattress of the bed was folded into a "V". In a flash, Renee found herself at one end, sliding her cock into the "V". She looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then began humping the fold in the mattress. She held the bed down hard against the floor so as not to make a lot of clattering noise.

After a few silent thrusts, she felt her balls tighten and her whole body tensed. She blasted cum into the fold of the mattress, so much that it spurted out the other end of the bed and hit the wall in white slimy blobs. She held herself there, on her tip toes, her whole body rigid and trembling, and let her orgasm run its course. Twenty seconds later, she stopped shaking. With a sigh of relief, she pulled her cock out from the messy sheets.

It wasn't over though. It was growing again. Renee felt dizzy as she watched the monster grow to her eye level, and as wide around as a grapefruit. There was no hiding this thing, but Renee had stopped caring about that altogether. She had to hold it close to her body to keep it from slapping the walls and leaving splatters of cum everywhere. Gripping it to her chest, she quickly made her way back into the room where Anna was waiting for the dentist.

Renee feasted her eyes on Anna's curvy body. She almost looked even better laying down, her breasts defied gravity as they strained against her tight black top. It seemed like Anna had dozed off. Renee quickly closed and locked the only door to the room.

"Turn your head this way please," Renee said calmly, as Dr. Gaffney had done before. Anna woke and turned towards Renee.

Renee pushed her cock into Anna's open lips. Anna had been asleep and was not sure just what was going on, but she felt pleasurable sensations wash over her mouth as the Renee began cumming. Sweet tasting syrupy liquid poured into her mouth for a few seconds, overflowing her lips and splattering her face, neck, and shoulders. A look of surprise filled her eyes, and then she went limp.

Renee did not know why at that moment Anna seemed to have fainted. Nor had she given it any thought whatsoever. Her mind was hazy with desperate lust, all she wanted to do was touch Anna with her throbbing cock. Had she been more lucid, she might have guessed that the shock of a girl with a giant penis using her mouth as a cum-bucket just might have been too much.

Her guess would have been wrong. Little did she know that 33TG7 had actually included a dose of sedative in this particular load, which took effect on contact. As a result, Anna was going to sleep for several minutes and feel nothing. 33TG7 had sensed Renee's apprehension -- she was afraid that Anna would scream -- and eliminated the risk. This precaution, however, was unfortunate. Anna slept through what would she would have enjoyed and remembered forever as the most amazing quickie of her life.

Renee climbed on top of the dentist's chair, fumbling numbly with Anna's button-jeans -- one button centered in front of each thigh of her tight little denim cut-offs. Once she had them undone, she pulled them and her panties down from around her curvy hips and thighs. Then she lifted Anna's legs up over her head and pushed her oversized cock towards Anna's pussy. With one hasty thrust, she plunged her cum-dripping cock head into Anna's cunt. With a second thrust, she pushed it as deep into Anna as she could go.

Renee's symbiont was still not at the point where it had grown to phase four, which was fortunate because at that stage her cock would grow about as big as a seal and it would no longer dynamically shrink.

Renee was at phase 3, and her cock still could and in fact did shrink down enough to squeeze into Anna's pussy. Of course, it was very tight. But if it did not shrink, there was simply no way, reader, none at all -- that Renee's girth would have fit in anyone.

Even though her cock had gotten smaller, it was still just as hard, and it was still over a foot long and over eight inches around. Renee plunged in until she hit Anna's roof. Renee pulled back a few inches, then began thrusting. She hit Anna's cervix with each thrust as if she were slamming the pedal on a bass drum. She was lost in ecstasy and abandon, thrusting her oversized cock into Anna wildly and vigorously. Even the big, heavy and expensive dentist's chair was shaking.

She came twice before getting down from the chair. There was cum all over the floor and the seat of the chair, and Anna -- and Renee knew she would have to clean it up quick.

But Renee still wanted to fuck, badly. It seemed that her cock had come down to phase 1 but it was still 12 meaty inches and and rock hard. So Renee pulled Anna's legs down from the chair and turned her onto her stomach. Anna was now bent over the side of the chair. Renee adjusted the height of the chair, and soon Anna's tight ass cheeks jutted up at just the right height. Renee entered her once more, thrusting madly. Anna's hips were pinned against the chair so Renee didn't have to hold them. Instead she stood tall, reached under her own blouse, and fondled her breasts. As she felt each orgasm build, she pinched and pulled her nipples hard. She came like this three more times.

Finally, she was sated. She quickly began cleaning up all the cum. Luckily, she had cum inside Anna every time. And while it had flooded out by the gallon, at least there was no cum on the walls, trays, and all the dental equipment. Renee had it all cleaned up in one frantic minute. And while Anna's black top was still wet with cum, it seemed to be drying without a trace. Renee placed a nylon drop cloth over Anna's body to help hide the dampness, and opened the door just as Dr. Gaffney arrived.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 03



Moments later, Anna woke up, remembering only what seemed like a dream of getting her mouth filled with caramel custard pudding from a hose. There was still a sweet taste in her mouth, but she soon had swabs in her mouth with a sugary bitter flavor which made her quickly forget the sweet sugary aftertaste that she had in her mouth.

***

Renee took a taxi home after her first day on the job was over. She couldn't stop thinking about how she had fucked that unconscious dental patient. Those ten minutes were almost a blur. How could she have avoided it though? She wondered. She had so many questions about her symbiont, and she thought she better go back to the website and ask Besseda a few questions.

When she got back to the common room outside her dorm room, she found Bonnie, Nina, and two of Bonnie's friends sitting around on the sofas. One of them was Kirsten, the other Josie.

Renee despised only one person at the school, and that was Kirsten. She could just tell that Kirsten had undergone some cosmetic surgery. Her nose and chin, everything was too cute and perfect. And she always seemed to want attention, raising her hand in class way too often, even sometimes when their professor asked a rhetorical question. Okay, one time.

And Renee wondered, did Kirsten ever not dress like a slut? Today she was wearing a tight, low cut velvet blouse with fake diamond studding. It was red. And what was with the frilly pastel miniskirt and fuck me pumps? Did she want to drive every guy on campus crazy?

Kirsten was the girl Renee had dreamed of the other night. She dreamed she was fucking a submissive, whimpering Kirsten right up the ass, in front of all her friends. Now she was here with the others, and they were all smiles. And all were focusing their attention on Renee.



They were all dressed like sluts, come to think of it. Bonnie had very tight jeans and a top that looked more like a bra than a tanktop. Josie was wearing an off-the-shoulder number with a bare midriff and mini-skirt; she was exposing lots of skin. But the three of them together was too much for Renee. She was getting horny just casting glances in their direction. They stood in contrast to Nina and Renee's more casual attire.

"Renee!" said Nina, "How was your first day at work?"

Renee blanched. "I'd rather not talk about it in front of everyone." she managed, casting her gaze to a corner.

"Hi Renee," said Bonnie.

"Hi!" said Kirsten and the others almost in unison.

Renee looked at them all there, a gaggle of sexpots in skimpy outfits. "What's going on?" Renee asked them.

"Oh, we were thinking of going to the club," Bonnie said, and Nina nodded.

"Ah, so that's why.." Renee trailed off. It was obvious now. Although, she thought, clubbing was usually not on the program for a Monday. Then she remembered that these girls were all on school break.

They were all looking Renee over. "You girls didn't go home for the break?" Renee said, breaking the silence.

"Nah," said Kirsten. "Well, I was going to but at the last minute I asked my parents to let me stay."

Bonnie started to blush, and smiled broadly at Kirsten for no apparent reason. Renee immediately suspected that Bonnie had told her something.

"DJ Nix is going to be at the Saint Dance Hall!" Bonnie enthused, switching the subject back to clubbing. "We're all getting in VIP too!" she added.

The three girls -- Josie, Bonnie, and Kirsten -- exchanged knowing nods toward each other and then smiled at Renee again. Renee thought she heard a stifled giggle.

"Well, let me get changed," she sighed, ducking into her room.

"You're coming out with us, right?!" Josie, called after her.

"She seems a little down, doesn't she?" Patrice commented. Patrice was another suite mate who shared the common room with Renee and Bonnie. She wasn't a part of the clique, but she was a thoughtful acquaintance.

"I got it, Patty," Nina said. "Now, all of you just hold your horses, okay? Let me talk to her, see how she is doing. I'm guessing she's not in the mood, but.. I can convince her to come."

Nina went into their room. The lights were out, only the fading evening light came in through the windows. Renee was standing in front of the fridge, with a dish of cherry pie and a fork. Nina had only just bought the pie a few hours ago. Now the last forkfuls were going into Renee's mouth.

"Hey," Nina said, softly.

Renee quickly finished chewing and swallowed. "Hey," she finally replied, licking the cherry sauce from the corners of her lips.

They looked each other over. Renee was standing in profile to Nina, so Nina could clearly see Renee's growing hard on jutting out from her groin, under her clothes.

"So how was work? Made it through the day?"

"It was awful," Renee said, trying to sound casual. But she had been shaken by the event. "I really, really almost lost control and for a while there, I didn't know what I was doing."

"Really? What happened?"

"Well.. I saw.. This customer. This woman, actually -- who was just.. so .. so hot. And I didn't want to do anything, but this .. penis -- just wouldn't calm down! And then I almost got caught!" Renee began to talk faster now, as Nina approached. "I was so afraid I was going to be humiliated, or maybe they would have wanted to have me arrested, or taken away to study me like some lab rat and then -- "

Nina threw her arms around Renee, and embraced her tightly. "There there.. you poor thing.. It's okay.. It's okay.."

Renee didn't cry, but she did start to get hard. Then she remembered all those girls outside their door, and she got really hard. That pack of random girls would probably be all over her if she wanted it. The imagery once again filled her thoughts unbidden.

"What's with all of those girls out there?" Renee asked, taking a carton of soy milk from the fridge and closing the fridge door. She opened the top and began to chug straight from the carton.

"Oh, Bonnie's friends," Nina said. "She told them all about your --"

Renee pulled the carton from her lips to interrupt. "What?! That loose lipped ... bitch!"she gasped.

"Yeah, so, I'm sorry but.. They wanted to see if what she said is true. So they all came to the door asking questions. I had to come out and talk to them."

Renee took a few more seconds, pouring the last gulp from the carton down her throat. "And so you told them that Bonnie was telling the truth about me?" Renee followed on, gesturing to her package with the empty milk carton.

"Yes! Of course, I mean, who could make up a story like that? If I had said 'No, it's all like lies,' and shit, they would have waited here anyway. Because they believe their friend first."

"Of course."

"Of course. And then they would have seen you, anyway and.."

"Was I showing when I walked through?" Renee gasped. She touched her clothes where her cock was bulging and straining against them.

"No, not really. I mean, you're all bundled up so it's hard to say for sure."

Renee sighed with relief.

"If anything, you seemed a bit spaced out." Nina added.

"Okay, I guess I sounded like a bit of a bone head." Renee agreed. "Anyway Nina, um.."

"So tell me exactly what you did with that chica you saw at work," Nina said, grinning. "It'll be a huge turn on."

Nina freed Renee's cock from her clothes and bent forward a bit to kiss it. Renee stepped out of her pants and they shuffled to the bed, Nina keeping her hand wrapped around Renee's warm shaft.

Renee sat down on the edge of the bed and moaned as Nina wrapped her lips around the head. She sucked hard on it and then began bobbing up and down, all the while gripping the base of the shaft with her other two hands. She moved her mouth and hands in time. "Fu-fuh-fuuh ohhhhhh!" Renee panted and moaned. Nina was heaven and she was already about to blow.

But Nina stopped and pulled her mouth off. "Well? Aren't you going to tell me?"

Renee told the whole story to the best of her ability while Nina performed fellatio. Renee left in all the embarrassing details, like how she came in a folded hospital bed. She repeatedly emphasized how dangerous this cock was, and out of control.

As she continued to tell the story, she began to describe Anna Lee. Renee was getting close to cumming but Nina pulled off.

"Describe everything about her to me," she said, then she swallowed Renee's cock again.

As Renee pictured Anna and described her sexy garb and tempting smile, Nina worked her mouth further and further down Renee's shaft. Renee could feel Nina's eager throat opening for her cock and it was bliss. Giving in to temptation at work was something Renee had felt very guilty about, but Nina seemed to not mind her indiscretion so much. In fact Nina seemed turned on and completely horny.

Her guilt had nothing to do with the way Nina was gobbling down her cock. She couldn't hold back, and erupted down Nina's throat with a stifled cry. Nina held Renee's cock head in her mouth and did her best to swallow the load. She couldn't swallow fast enough though. It sprayed out of her lips and poured onto the floor.

Nina quickly tore off her clothes. She swallowed Renee's sweet cum and wiped her face off with her t-shirt. Then she pushed Renee onto her back and mounted her. Nina began to ride her giant shaft. Renee fondled and kneaded Nina's tanned titties.



Nina found her rhythm soon, and bounced up and down on Renee. "Fuck, oh fuck Renee, you're so huge, you're so -- oh fu-fu-FUCK!!" Nina cried, throwing her head back.

"Cum for me baby, cum all over me, I'm gonna cum with you," Renee gasped. "Oh fuck me!"

They both started cumming. Nina's pussy quivered and clenched around Renee, whose mouth made an "O" shape while her body arched, lifting Nina off the bed and holding her there on her spasming cock.

As they lay together in the afterglow, Renee's cock once again grew erect. Nina's breasts felt good pressed against her breasts. "Hey Nina," she said. "Were those girls really planning to go to the club or were they just here to fuck? Cuz I might want to catch them before they leave."

Renee and Nina giggled.

"They were definitely here to fuck." Nina replied.

The next episode picks up exactly where we leave off here, so stay tuned!



Gift from Outer Space Ch. 04



Welcome back, reader! None of these characters are real or even based on real characters.

We rejoin Renee and Nina, two young lovers caught up in a strange set of circumstances. A sex toy that Nina gave her tender sweetheart as a gift turned out to be a symbiont from outer space in the prologue, "A Union Consummated." It bonds to Renee, and becomes flesh and blood -- a stick of sexual dynamite! While the situation is immensely pleasing to both girls, things get a little sticky when other girls on campus start finding out about their little secret!

When we left off, Nina had welcomed Renee home with a sloppy blowjob and a good hard ride. Now they lay next to one another, enjoying the afterglow. As promised, we take it from there.

*

"Hey Nina," Renee asked. "Were those girls really planning to go to the club or were they just dressed to get my attention? Cuz I might want to catch them before they leave."

Nina smiled, then let out a sigh. "Nah, they were definitely here for a little show and tell," she relinquished. "Actually they were gabbing about all sorts of nasty ways they wanted to be fucked. By you."

"Ohh, really." Renee trailed off, sensing the reluctance in Nina's voice. She had expected Nina to be more jealous. But there was nothing accusatory in her tone, either. Yet.

Renee kissed Nina affectionately. "I'm sorry, darling. I don't know who they are though."

Nina pulled back from the kiss gently, turned to look into Renee's eyes. She lay so close to Renee that their noses were just touching. "It's okay, Renee. I just want to know that I'm the one you care about."

"Of course!" Renee exclaimed, sliding her arms around Nina and holding her tight.

Nina lay alongside Renee, caressing her skin with her fingernails using feather soft touches. Considering Renee's sexy body and how hung she was, Nina imagined that girls all over campus were about to start fighting over her. She wanted to be first in Renee's heart, no matter what.

"So like, I'm afraid to go to work anymore," Renee said, after a few minutes of silent caressing. "Really. I mean, what happened today shook me. I came so close to being caught. You know, I could go to jail!"

"Yeah, you came alright, chica," Nina mused.

"I'm serious! Seriously, it was.. so.."

"Hmm," Nina said. "Maybe there's something you could do or say that gets it to go dormant or something?" she suggested.

"I, I hope so. It's toooo much trouble, how can anyone have a normal job like this? I mean, this thing is really supposed to be like, high tech or something, right? But instead it's like a badly trained dog always trying to jump up on people."

"But like, can we go to that website again? The one with that robot that knows all about these things?" Nina suggested.

"It's a computer," Renee replied. "A server. But you know? I think it's high time that we did!" They sat up. "Hopefully there is something we can do about this." 

Renee sat down at her desk and turned her computer on for the first time since she had gone to the website. In truth, she had been too afraid to turn it on because she thought the alien owner of the symbiont might later try to track her down. Everything was back to normal on her machine -- a desktop image of her and Nina on the beach, and a clutter of term papers and essays littering the screen.

She opened her browser and simply clicked on her history button. One more click and the website began to load.

This time it didn't ask for a password. The screen wimply went pink, velvety and soft. They waited a few seconds but nothing else happened.

"Besseda, are you there?"

"Voice identity confirmed. Hello Renee."

"Oh Besseda, whew. Look, we need help here."

"Don't be nervous," Besseda said. "Are you girls in any danger?"

Renee and Nina looked at each other, bugging out. "We girls?" Nina whispered. Besseda had already detected that someone else was in the room. The computer's primitive microphone had picked up a sharp breath Nina had taken. Besseda's complex intelligent software parsed and analyzed every bit of data coming through their data connection in real time.

"Besseda, this is Nina, my good friend."

"Hello, Nina." came Besseda's passive reply.

"And we are in trouble, or really, I am. I mean, I just can't get .. three three tee gee seven to like, turn off at all. I can't live my life like this."

Besseda was silent.

"We need some way of disabling it so that she can go to work without worrying about it going all King Kong on her," Nina blurted out.

Besseda finally replied. "Disable? There is no way to disable it."

"But.. he -- its got a mind of its own!" Renee moaned plaintively.

"It does have a mind of its own. It is sentient, Renee. But most of that is you. Your mind and his mind are the joined, like two overlapping spheres."

"What do you mean?"

"Parts of your consciousness function independently. Other parts function as one," Besseda said with emphasis. "The part of your brain that controls your abstract thought, including your sense of identity and conscious decision-making, is called the neocortex. This delicate and precious region of the human brain is untouched by the symbiont while the symbiont is dormant and in Phase 1. As the phases increase, the symbiont taps in to the neocortex in specific patterns, resulting in a combining of wills."

"Com-combining...?" said Nina.

"More like a takeover of my will," Renee sneered.

"Renee, your best bet is to forget the notion that your free will is being overturned by the will of the symbiont. At worst he tends to amplify and lend urgency to your own desires. Nothing more."

"Really??" Renee asked.

"Renee, I have no motive to lie to you."

"Okay but I--"

"His will and your will are more alike than you care to admit."

"Today I--"

"If you desire someone, the symbiont will react. This may feel like an amplified emotion or impulse. If your impulse is sexual enough, you may get an erection. But it is your own impulse. You, and the symbiont, together, sharing one purpose, one desire. You cannot disable it. This is the nature of our product. It was built into the design for a reason."

The redundance was both unwelcome and humiliating.

"OKAY, OKAY I GET IT okay?!" Nina burst out once Besseda had finished. "But I keep getting horny, all the time! And I don't want to! Who the hell would want that?" Renee countered with unmasked hostility.

"In our world, you might understand. But even in your world, your partner wants to know that you love him or her not merely for their body, but their mind as well. In our world, wearers of your symbiont wish to demonstrate that they are masters of their own impulses and desires."

Renee thought for a moment. "This is too much! I -- I can't help it if I see someone I want! Or think the wrong thing! It's like.. you made me a prisoner of my own mind!!"

"This is the level of intimacy built into the 33 series. If you can demonstrate true devotion to Nina, you will not have a problem," Besseda said.

"I told you that you have no understanding of the culture the Alhani have," she continued. "I cannot begin here to describe to you how desired your symbiont is in your galaxy. Planetary empires, royal weddings, often hinge upon the acquisition of our products. The great dynasties have long been our customers. Concubines of these dynasties train at schools for ten or more of your earth years before being granted a symbiont."

Renee sat there in shocked silence.

"Our galaxy?" Nina asked. "Are the Alhani from, like -- "

Then quite unexpectedly, a few sparks appeared in the air, and a small ball of blue slime landed with a plop on the laptop's keyboard.

Little did they know, but Besseda had all this time been waiting for that to happen.

Besseda described herself as an "intelligent digital brochure" to Renee in their previous encounter. But she was much more than that. She was an artificial intelligence capable of providing advice, information, and answers custom tailored to the individual who asked. She could speak thousands of languages, and could analyze and react to hundreds of cultures. She had counseled Renee and assured her that their conversation was strictly confidential. And, in fact, it was not.

Space laws are tricky things, and in this part of the galaxy in particular, the laws that protected native beings from capricious extraterrestrials were not airtight. Not even remotely.

The Behtorian Dynasty claimed dominion over a quarter of what we know as the Milky Way galaxy. And according to Behtorian law, non-spacefaring creatures only had legal rights of any sort until they were suspected of a crime against Behtorian citizens and a few of their allied races. Thus, if someone were to report that they had found a missing symbiont, their confidentiality would be protected.

Unless they happened to also let on that they were not spacefarers, as Renee had done.

That is why Besseda had contacted the Behtorian Security Outpost in Earth's vicinity to alert them that a serialized Alhani symbiont had turned up in the hands of primitives. She provided the serial number and advised that per Alhani rules, if the item's rightful owner was found they would be willing to assist that owner regain their property, for a price.

The lone officer at the outpost had no access to any sort of symbiont inventory database, nor funds for Alhani demands. She merely routed the crime report and serial number directly to the central headquarters on Serra-5, the distant Behtorian home world. 

A laser carried the data at light speed to a nearby wormhole modem, a data transmission system that was able to convert the laser's pattern into packets of data. It then sent these data packets through the wormholes. Even at the speed of light, information would take hundreds of years to crawl along the vast endlessness of space. The transmitter itself was built around the wormhole, like a housing. Hop by hop, the transmission made its way from transmitter to transmitter until finally it was routed from a transmitter near Serra-5 to the Dynastic Headquarters' Security Team's response room.

The Security Team on Serra-5 could not match the serial numbers to any in their records. But they knew exactly what to do next: they consulted the greatest innovation a pencil pusher had ever made. Written by Behtor herself many thousands of years ago -- their secret matrix that unraveled the vast complexity of their bureaucracy and helped average dynastic employees efficiently move processes through the system that would otherwise get bogged down in indecision and apathy.

The secret matrix was a holographic logic cube, housed in a mechanical shell equipped with lasers and light sensors. The shell was powered by an artificial intelligence, but the logic cube was essentially unchanging. Based on configurations the intelligence would maintain and update as necessary, it would shine lasers into the cube at specific pinpoints and then read the layout of the output in order to route every request and certification, satisfaction survey and mission brief, to everywhere that they needed to go.

If viewed from within its protective shell, the cube would shine with a shimmering of high frequency red laser light, so frequently was the system utilized to cut through the bureaucratic haze of the capital planet's bread and butter: government.

Assignments from the matrix were treated as number one priorities. The efficiency of the dynastic bureaucracy was paramount to its survival.

Even the lowliest peon could initiate a task in the matrix. If the matrix deemed the task necessary based on the current workload, it would be assigned. In this case, the matrix ruled that such a device could not be left in the hands of a primitive population. A case was assigned to an administrative judge, who moments later ruled to revoke Renee's confidentiality. The certified ruling was transmitted to the Matrix, which then returned it to the security team.

Simultaneously, the matrix requested funding to be approved for a claims deal that they would have to make with the Alhani. The Matrix also contacted a very special someone that would act as the aggrieved party who had lost the symbiont.

Lady Vera, headmistress of Pleasure Castle, a discipline school that produced some of the dynasty's highly trained concubines. Lady Vera was a Gorgonite, a unique artificial humanoid created by master biological artisans. She was eight feet tall, with bluish skin and long, bony fingers. Her facial features were narrow and severe, and mercifully obscured by a lacy satin veil.

Although built to evoke the appearance of a female, Lady Vera was more of a computer than a lady. Only a few hours after being brought online, she had replaced the previous castle headmistress. That had been over 7,300 years ago.

Her predecessor had only been in service for 140 years. There had never been a Gorgonite who had earned such long lasting approval and satisfaction from the Dynastic House. The students were terrified of her.

However, she was always within reach of the matrix, through hardware built into her brain that allowed her to multitask and engage in wireless communications. As she gave a lecture to a room full of students, she was accessed directly by the Matrix, which recorded the serial number in her databanks and updated her rosters while informing her of the nature of the acquisition.

Shortly afterwards, approval for funding of the claims was returned to the Matrix. The Alhani representative on Serra-5 was served the claims notice. She replied with a standard asking price for information under these circumstances. Soon a final price was set. Funds were transferred from the Behtori to the Alhani. Then the Alhani sent a private subspace missive through the wormhole conduits to a waystation which then sent it directly to Besseda, authorizing her to locate Renee and others.

On Earth, about six hours had passed since Renee contacted Besseda.

Meanwhile, the matrix assigned a research task to experts in their Galactic library to find out information on this particular model of symbiont. That information was quickly returned, and sent to the Serra-5 Security Team to be included in a mission briefing they were assigned to write for their sentry on the near-Earth Behtori outpost.

As they worked on rewriting the research into a list of rules and directives, Besseda waited. The legal framework had been prepared, verified and ratified, but Besseda could not locate Renee because her computer was turned off.

Besseda had a very good idea of where to find Renee, but precise information would be needed, including time. 2nd Lieutenant Talon, the sentry at the outpost, received her mission and reviewed all of the research data. Afterward she waited for the coordinates. She was on high alert. When Besseda's coordinates popped up on her screen, she prepared to send a probe in to verify that the symbiont was in the room.

It took a few moments for her computer's nano-synthesizer to generate, but in about a minute Talon had a ball of slime on her test table. She carefully inserted it into a cubby hole in her armrest. "Transmit to the coordinates," Talon instructed the computer.

The ball of slime that appeared on Renee's laptop came from Talon's space station. It was actually a probe. Specifically, it was a fast-teleportable self vaporizing nano-assembly. In seconds, the nano-machines in it linked together and began to activate. Power for the machines flowed from the chemical substrate to the molecules of the ball. Nanomolecules came to life, performing their preset duties to forming several devices. A camera focused in on the girls, and a processor identified their features. Surface scanners detected their vital signs and recorded all sound in the room. And a transmitter transmitted all of this information back to Talon's console.

All Nina and Renee saw was a twitching ball of slime the size of a kiwi. They looked at it in total disbelief.

"Did you do that?" Nina asked.

"No, um.. I have no idea. What the heck? Besseda..?"

The screen on the laptop had gone blank, the power was off.

Talon watched on her big view screens that lined the walls of her command post. She could get an almost 200 degree view of the room. "This must be them." Talon said with amusement. She watched on the screen as the two poked at her camera.

Flashing green words that said "Transmit Soldiers" appeared on Talon's display. Soon after, they stopped flashing and changed to say "Ready".

"Transmit!" Talon commanded the computer.

Back on Earth, in Renee and Nina's room, the gap between their beds lit up with sparks for a few seconds. Nina and Renee suddenly found two menacing looking robots right in their midst. They screamed.

The robots were made of a dark metal, with armored plates on their exteriors and expressionless statue faces emblazoned on their chests. They had no heads, only two legs and a bundle of tentacle-like appendages coming out of their tops. The tentacles wrapped around the girls fluidly, immobilizing them with supple firmness. Their surfaces were made of thousands of tiny metal scales.

They screamed more.

Bonnie burst into the room, followed by Kirsten and Josie. Then they saw the robots clutching Nina and Renee, their naked limbs immobilized. As quickly as they burst in, they turned to run.

Talon was watching all of this unfold from her outpost. "What's this? More friends?" She chuckled with amusement and watched her robots execute the mission flawlessly.

More metal appendages rapidly extended from atop the robots' torsos, and lashed out at the girls. Bonnie found her waist and neck encircled by the strange robotic arms. Kirsten was lifted off the ground as she tried to run. The robotic snake arms pinned her arms to her sides. Others pinned her thighs together. Josie tried to run but an arm grabbed her ankle and dragged her back into the room.

All of them were screaming in terror. "Shut 'em up," Talon grumbled, swearing under her breath. She didn't wish this on anyone.

Robotic tentacles forced their way into the mouths of the girls, cutting off their cries. The robotic scales had a sickening metallic taste.

"Retrieve the prisoners," Talon commanded.

The air in her quarters burst into sparks as the robots, still holding the five girls bound by tentacles, appeared in the room.

The room they found themselves in was about 15 feet by 15 feet, and the walls of three sides of the room were lined with big, wide panels. Some of them still showed a camera view of Renee's room. Others showed various data and text. These panels, Talon's viewscreens, were everywhere. A fourth wall was filled with what looked like drawers, handles and cabinets all made out of a fancy steel or other alloy.

The ceiling was a plain metal barrier with long narrow viewports spaced a few inches apart. The vast, star filled expanse of space could be seen through these windows.

A single chair in the room had a computer terminal and an array of view screens around it. Perched in the chair with her ass on the head rest was Talon. She wore a soft, comfortable looking blue turtleneck and pants which hugged her slender legs. Silver striping ran down the front of her legs, up along her chest and large, firm breasts. The outfit gave the impression of a uniform, but also of pajamas.

"Hax," Talon muttered as the whole mess of robots and primitive humans appeared in her living space. The robots and their catch were supposed to have transported directly to their jail cells. "Transport the prisoners to the holding cells."

"Unable to comply." came the computer's voice. "No habitable cells remain after they were destroyed during the Loki incident."

"Well then. Computer, fabricate five prison cells. ETA?"

Talon looked over her prisoners as she waited for the computer to respond. Two of the girls were naked, one of those clearly had the symbiont. Three were dressed in eye-catching garb--




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 04



Her analysis was interrupted by the computer. "Unable to comply. Insufficient materials on hand."

"Grrr!" Talon growled in frustration. She had totally forgotten that her last set of prison cells had been torn apart by a space pirate that went by the name of Loki. She had been waiting on her steady resupply to fabricate new ones.

Talon received all of her raw materials from a mining craft in the asteroid belt that regularly launched purified alloys on orbital paths to her canister catching station on the moon. From there the canister was conveyed to storage inside her base. There it could be accessed by the computers' molecular fabricator to cheaply make everything from screwdrivers to the robots that now clutched Renee and her friends.

Talon checked her stores to make sure there were sufficient raw materials. "Computer, how much poly carbon do we have?"

"125.4 canisters."

"Really. How many canisters do we need to make five cells?"

"Five holding cells will take 280 canisters."

"WHAT?!" Talon yelled. "How in the hell..?"

"Lieutenant, after the space pirate Loki escaped, you changed this station's requirements to Karok-5."

Karok-5 was the meanest, tightest mass prison in Behtorian space. Cell walls there were built to withstand a hundred tons of impact velocity.

"Rescind those orders. Build the cells at original specifications. How many canisters do we need now?"

"12 canisters for five cells."

"Begin!"

"Commencing fabrication. 55 minutes to completion."

Talon sighed impatiently.

"Computer, how long will it take to fabricate one cell for all five prisoners? Use some standard that we use for holding diplomats or something of that order." Talon was in a hurry to get these nuisances out of the room. Particularly the symbiont, she would be unpredictable.

"Walls and air seals for a Delta-5 stateroom will take at least 17 minutes. Furniture will take several hours."

"How many canisters will it take? Nevermind, begin building. Now, tell our prisoners what amenities I am providing them." Her prisoners' faces were turning red. Some were gagging, and tears were streaming down their faces.

"Unsecure their mouths. None of you talk, by the way, or these robots will shut you up again until you are ready to be released to your room. And I know you don't want that."

One by one, each girl's mouth was relieved of the robot tentacle obstruction, and they took a gasp of air. Then on cue, the computer began to speak, drowning out their stifled sobs. "The room is designed for multiple occupancy, with an aerated bath that can fit five. An enclosed dual shower, triple sink, and three toilets with bidet function will be included. A living area is provided with table, five chairs, five beds, and an entertainment center."

"And four walls of the chamber face the vacuum of space, so I wouldn't try your luck trying to guess which one you should break through. In fact, give up all hopes of escaping. There's no spaceship here, no running across a moonscape to a space dock. There's nothing.

"In a few days a Behtorian frigate will arrive to take you to Serra-5." As she spoke, she noticed Josie, Bonnie, and Kirsten were weeping. "If you cooperate, no harm will come to you. And once you get there, I'm sure you will all be fine too. The Behtorian capital is a wonderland of plenty. I know, I've been there several times. So be glad, and try not to act so miserable."

***

Now that the prisoners were in their holding room, Talon reread her mission briefing, carefully studying the tactical threat overview of Renee's symbiont. The symbiont fascinated Talon, and she longed to see it in action. "Let's see.. the owner resists poisons, drugs, and heals injuries in only 20% of the time it would otherwise take. Regenerates limbs.. wow. Hmm.. high caloric intake.. okay. I suppose they shall have to be fed soon."

"Computer, commence a feeding plan for the prisoners. Double rations. In fact, triple rations."

She read further, reading about the four phases of the symbiont. Reading further still, she read "The symbiont is sentient. During phase 1, the only shared sentient functions run through the parietal region. The symbiont however draws information from all regions of the host brain." Talon stopped to think about that. "Okay that makes sense, the host treats it as a sensory organ. 'It' however uses the host as its eyes and ears and knows what he or she is thinking."

Talon shook her head. Once again she had to admit the Alhani had thought of everything.

"Now, I know I read about the ... okay, here it is," she said, skipping down a page. There was a chart listing the known additives that the device could produce in the semen. It went on for two screens.

"Space hexes.." Talon breathed as she read down the list. Six different types of sedatives. Three ingested poisons with antidotes. A truth serum. A pain agent. Blood coagulant. 3 corrosive acids. And almost a page of nerve toxins, for a number of different varieties of known biological constitutions, from a number of life worlds -- planets that had been the birthplace of life rather than colonized.

Talon decided not to take her chances with Renee. Even though the Alhani symbiont was one of her fantasies, she decided she could admire it from afar instead.

"Prisoners onscreen."

Even though the suite had been built in a hurry, a plethora of cameras and microphones had been integrated into the surfaces of the room. Talon would be able to observe everything that went on in the room, listen in to their conversations, and she wasn't about to miss a moment of watching Renee in action.

***

Renee and Nina were both naked, and the other three girls were very scantily clad. They had been released by Talon's robots and were now alone in the room. There were no furnishings, but one wall had a large air lock on it and the rest were metal. Gravity was very low, and the girls had to get used to gently hop-skipping.

"Where -- what the heck, where are we?" blustered Kirsten.

"I would guess we're on the moon somewhere," supplied Josie. "We look a bit like those astronauts did on the moon. And I feel like I might be about one sixth my weight."

"It doesn't matter, they're abducting us." Nina stated flatly.

"Our families are never going to find us," Josie whined in a high pitched voice, sobbing.

Nina asked,"Would you stop crying before we all have a fucking panic attack? Please!" She looked over at Renee, but Renee was in the far corner, facing the wall.

"Chin up, Josie," Kirsten said, "How many people do you know that actually get to go to space? Humans have not visited the moon in fifty years. We are -- I mean, look at this place!" They were all aware of how exclusive a privilege it was to fly the shuttle into Earth's orbit -- a privilege usually reserved for brilliant scientists and crack pilots.

Meanwhile Nina hop-skipped toward where Renee was sulking. "Renee?" she said. "Hey, it's okay, we don't blame you." She enjoyed the feeling of lightly jumping through air. "Renee, are you ok?" Nina asked, softly alighting next to her friend.

"I.. I can't help it," she whispered to Nina. "The four of you in here, and no where to go for a few days.." Renee didn't have to say another word. Nina saw that Renee was sporting some serious wood.

"It's okay Renee; you are gonna be a life saver to us. They wouldn't keep us all here if they didn't want us to make you happy. We're all going to be okay. Hey, here we are in space. What do we know? All I know is, I'm going to stick by you through thick and thin. Okay? I'm going to help you out. We're going to a wonderland that that girl in the pajamas wants to see. See? It's cool."

Renee turned to Nina, and they embraced. "Okay.. I guess we're okay," she said, letting out a deep breath. Renee held the embrace, and they began to kiss each other. Softly, their moist lips touched.

Bonnie saw them and stifled her jealousy. She didn't want to get in between them with the situation as stressful as it was. "Hey guys, check out this bathroom!" she said, entering the room. There was a large bathtub and a huge shower stall enclosed by glass. The tub was still empty, but that just made it easier to see all the water jets that studded the surface of the tub.

The entire tub seemed to be built into the floor as though it had been one piece of metal.

"Wow, they call this a jail?" said Kirsten. "This is gonna be comfortable..."

Josie hit a button, and the bathtub began rapidly filling with water. There was no faucet and no splashing. It just filled from slits in the bottom of the tub. In a few seconds, the water level stopped rising, and the bubble jets activated.

"Woww!" exclaimed Bonnie. "It's ready to go!"

"Guys careful, we are in low gravity, if you splash around that water is going to go all over the place." warned Josie, who seemed to be done crying. Who was going to feel sorry for her, anyway?

Bonnie, Josie and Kirsten all started shedding their clothes to get in the jacuzzi.

"Damn, I need a bath after those damn robots got their damn .. whatevers.. all over me," Kirsten grumbled. Josie and Bonnie agreed.

"Are you two coming?" Kirsten called out to Nina and Renee. She could barely see them in the other room, but it was clear that they were holding each other tight. Their embrace ended, and Nina turned to the door.

She hop-skipped to the doorway, grinning a huge grin. "Okay girls, this is it. Now, be cool, Renee is still getting used to it. She's all yours."

Renee appeared in the doorway, her twelve inch cock jutting straight up. All the girls looked upon it in disbelief, even Bonnie who had seen it up close before.

Josie, who had already slipped into the tub, emerged and leaned over the side of the tub opposite from Renee. She bent over, pointed her cute ass at Renee and looked back at her. "Me first!"she called.

Bonnie said "I'm next!" a split second faster than Kirsten.

Renee looked at Nina, the question in her eyes was clear. "Is it okay?" she seemed to say.

"No, you go," Nina said. "I just got railed 20 minutes ago, remember?" She grinned. "In fact I might wash some of this cum off." With a peck on the cheek to Renee, she entered the shower stall. Moments later she had the water running and was enjoying the feel of a low gravity shower for the first time.

Renee was still getting used to moving around in low gravity. As she made her way towards the jacuzzi, the three girls lined up side by side, resting their elbows on the side of the tub and sticking their asses out invitingly. Laughing, they wiggled their hips. She could see their bare shaven pussies. It was a heavenly sight to behold.

Renee slipped into the pool in one graceful leap. She stood behind Josie and slid her cock head into Josie's wet labia. Josie's pussy was tight, and Renee pushed her cock in slowly.

"Ohh, oooohh," Josie moaned, turning to look back at Renee. Inch after inch went in until the cock hit Josie's cervix.

"Now isn't that better?" Kirsten said to Josie. Josie just whimpered with pleasure.

"And you guys called me a slut," Bonnie pouted. "Josie could never turn down a hard cock, could you hon?"

"Oh, I can't wait to try that meat. I gotta have it," Kirsten cooed, reaching back to encircle Renee's shaft with her fingers.

"No problem, but I am next," Bonnie said, smiling. But you could tell she was serious.

Nina was watching them; she had a panoramic view of the girls from the shower stall. Talon was watching as well, on view screens throughout her command post. She had every angle of the action, with the bathroom scenes on the big screens of her nearest wall.

Talon had read everything in her mission brief carefully. She was doing everything she was supposed to be doing, including keeping the symbiont comfortable. Nowhere in her mission had it stated that Renee might hit phase four by getting into an orgy.

Talon watched the screen as Renee pounded her massive cock into Josie's pussy. Josie was flanked on either side by her slutty friends who couldn't wait to get the same treatment. She could overhear them talking dirty, and giggling naughty things about Josie and Renee, but Josie just threw her head back and let the pleasure overwhelm her.

When Renee came in Josie's pussy, Talon frigged her clit, bringing herself off -- a quick orgasm that was a taste of more to come. Talon intended to savor every moment of this show. She pulled her favorite vibrator out and began running it along her wet slit.

Renee pulled her cock out, dripping with cum. Cum spurted out of Josie's pussy as well. Josie sighed with pleasure and sank down into the tub until she was neck deep.

Renee's cock was even larger than it had been before. Bonnie was waiting for it, crouched on the edge of the tub on Josie's left. Renee pushed in deep, finding Bonnie to already be soaking wet. Bonnie cried and moaned as Renee's big, stiff cock stretched her.

Renee's hips thrust faster and faster, and Bonnie cried and writhed. Water was beginning to splash everywhere, including Bonnie's pussy and clit. The rhythmic splashing of hot water on her pussy, combined with the deep pistoning of Renee's cock sent Bonnie over the edge. She sailed into semi-consciousness on a wave of orgasmic bliss.

Talon sighed and moaned as she pushed a vibrator in and out of her sex. She fingered her clit gently, letting her arousal do the rest. She watched Renee's huge cock plowing in and out of Bonnie's pussy, and she imagined it was her pussy getting stretched and filled.

Renee held Bonnie, reaching under her left arm to grab her tits while using her right hand to grip her hips. But Renee began to notice Bonnie's head flopping around in the low gravity, and realized she had passed out.

"Oh my god, she's out!" came Nina's muffled voice through the shower stall glass. She pointed and gaped, clearly amused. She pressed her wet boobs against the glass, creating two pale circles. Her perky nipples crushed against the clear barrier. Renee, seeing this, longed to fuck Nina. She lifted the unconscious Bonnie off of her throbbing cock. Higher and higher she lifted, and as she did her cock continued to grow.

When she finally popped Bonnie off of the tip of her cock, Bonnie's ass was at eye level. Renee gently let her drop down to the floor, outside of the tub.

Talon wasn't sure if this was supposed to be happening, but she knew that it was within the parameters of Phase 3. She hoped that would be the end of it. As she watched, Kirsten and Josie tilted their heads up and watched their unconscious classmate land softly on the wavy textured bathroom tiles. Then they looked in awe at Renee's cock.

Kirsten was still bent over awaiting Renee's penetration. Now she realized Renee was about to thrust it into her. "Oh my god no! It's so fucking -- biiiigggggghhhhh!"

Renee took Kirsten from behind, plunging her shaft straight into Kirsten's sopping wet pussy and impaling her in one thrust. Kirsten arched her back and moaned again, surrendering to the waves of pleasure Renee's initial penetration had caused.

"Ooh," Talon smirked, "Wonder what that's like." She thrust the vibrator back into her snatch.

Renee saw Kirsten squirm and moan on her throbbing phallus, and grinned slightly. She placed both hands on Kirsten's hips. She could barely think straight, her symbiont was flooding her brain with lust and desire. "That's it," Renee thought. "Kirsten is about to get fucked senseless."

She straightened her legs and stood up, lifting Kirsten up out of the water.

"Aaggh!" Kirsten cried as Renee lifted her with her cock.

Josie squeaked with fright at the scene and leaped out of the tub. Forgetting the low gravity, she shot straight up and slammed into the ceiling headfirst.

"Oww!!" she cried, rubbing her head as she floated back down. Once she was back on her feet, she made her way into the shower stall with Nina, carefully this time. Although fearful, she could not stop watching. Besides, Nina was not panicking yet.

Renee thrust into Kirsten, using just her hands to pull Kirsten's hips back onto her pistoning cock. Renee's cock pushed up against Kirsten's insides, pounding her cervix hard enough to keep her suspended in midair. Renee's thick cock head also slammed across Kirsten's g-spot with every stroke.

Kirsten felt as though her insides were being stirred with a hot pole, and her body was heating up quickly. She could feel Renee's precum squelching inside her pussy and splattering her inner thighs. She gasped with the fear of pain every time the fat, stiff cock rammed her cervix. But Renee was holding her hips steady and thrusting in and out, just deep enough to hit Kirsten's roof without inflicting pain.

Kirsten never orgasmed without direct clitoral stimulation, and so when the waves of pleasure emanating from her cock-filled love cavity began to build and build upon each other, she was taken by surprise. The pleasure started in her vagina, then suffused her whole torso. Her pink nipples turned rock hard, whipping up and down as her breasts bounced. Hot sparks of ecstasy began to shoot out from them, then from her core all the way to her fingertips and down her legs. Her calves flexed and her toes curled on her outstretched legs. Spasming, she crashed into the waves of pleasure and the currents dragged her under. Breathless and unable to speak or even cry out, she simply started cumming harder than she ever had in her life.

She splayed her legs in an open V, her toes outstretched, and arched her back. Renee held her in place by the hips and continued her rhythmic assault. Each time Renee's pistoning glans pushed past Kirsten's g-spot, it felt like her orgasm was renewed. She just kept cumming, creaming harder and harder. Her clear juices gushed out all over Renee's cock.

Renee felt a sense of triumph as the scene vividly reminded her so much of the dream she had dreamt not too long ago. Kirsten the stuck up bitch was cumming so hard all over her cock she couldn't even squeak. Nina and Josie were watching in awe.

Make no mistake. Renee was loving this moment. Her libido was in full control now, and she began to thrust faster, ready to explode now. Nina saw Renee experiencing this intense pleasure and couldn't help but feel jealous, however.

Kirsten was beside herself, losing control of everything. Her tongue hung out and her eyes rolled up. Her back was still arched, and she stared straight up, unseeing. Her moans gradually came to a stop, and she just shuddered. Her legs relaxed, hanging naturally.

Renee let it all go. The cum that had been boiling in her balls surged forth, flooding Kirsten's insides with a torrential stream of hot white fluid.

Nina, Josie and Talon were watching the amazing show. Talon especially was getting off on the sight when the unexpected happened.

Renee started cumming, and lost her grip on Kirsten's hips. Kirsten went flying into a corner of the room propelled by a massive geyser of hot cum. Renee toppled over in the other direction, landing in the jacuzzi.

Renee's cock grew and grew, at the same time it spurted and gushed immense loads of cum wildly towards the ceiling. She just sat in the tub in stunned surprise.

Just then Kirsten hit the far corner of the shower. She managed to put her arm up to absorb the impact. Nor was she flying very fast. But after she hit the wall, a large spurt of cum splattered her from head to toe. Then she slid to the floor, stunned and shaking from her chain orgasm.

Renee's cock stopped spurting, but it was still standing straight up out of the tub, as tall as any of the girls. Nina gaped in stunned amazement. The shaft looked as powerful and thick as the body of a dolphin. But the shape was beautiful and true to the form of a human penis.

"Fucking magnificent," Josie breathed.

Talon, who was frantically rubbing her clit with a kind of high tech vibrator, screamed her worst Behtorian expletive.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 04



"Lieutenant, the symbiont has reached phase four," came the voice of her computer.

"I can fucking see that, you motherfucker!" Talon screeched, pulling her sex toy out of her sopping wet pussy. Her hands were shaking. She had to think. What to do, what to do!

"List protocols for how to proceed in this situation," she finally managed. Although she had read about the phases in detail, she did not recall reading anywhere how to deal with the symbiont once it reached phase four.

"Unknown," the computer responded. "I will have to contact higher command."

"Do it!" Talon urged, watching the situation unfold on her view screen. The last thing she wanted was an incident. At the end of the day, her job was on the line if anyone was hurt.

"Ooh oh oh.." Renee squirmed, enjoying the feel of the water jets on her enlarged scrotum. She stood and looked at Nina. As she made eye contact, Nina shook her head and mouthed the word no, but she was so shocked and frightened she could not make a sound.

"Oh, gawd!" Renee managed, "I am so... horny, Nina!" Renee said as she stepped out of the jacuzzi. She made her way to the shower stall. Nina and Josie braced themselves behind the door, trying to hold it closed.

Renee pushed the door open easily with a downward slam of her massive cock, sending the girls crashing into the far corner of the stall. Renee walked closer to the door, her cock filling the space between her and the girls. Now Nina and Josie were cornered. The cock was so long that Renee had only to stand in the doorway of the oversized shower stall and her cock reached clear across to the other side.

They were just inches away from touching it when Renee stopped her advance. She looked at both girls as if to decide which one to focus on.

Josie was hurting, she clearly had a bruise and a bump on the top of her head. She slumped to the floor in surrender, under the shadow of Renee's cock.

Nina was alone. She looked into the eyes of her lover and intoned, "It's me, darling. It's me, Nina. Are you okay, chica? Is that still you?"

Renee nodded. "I'm still me, Nina. Please help me," she entreated, letting her cock head rest on Nina's chest. "Help me, I need to cum so badly.."

Renee squatted down, letting some of her weight rest on her swollen nut sac, which was the size of a pair of bowling balls. She rested her arms across the top of her shaft and shifted her body weight forward. Her cock tilted against Nina, pressing against her chest. Precum flowed in a steady stream from her urethra, quickly coating Nina's tits in slippery white goo.

Nina arched her back, puffing out her chest and pushing her firm, luscious tits up against Renee's cock. She sandwiched the frenulum (the narrow strip of skin that runs up the underside of the glans) right down at the center of Nina's cleavage. The most sensitive parts of the glans were mashing against her melons. The slippery pre-cum that kept oozing down her wet skin made it impossible to get a grip on her breasts. She kept pushing them up, over and over, as her fingers and palms slipped.

But her efforts mattered little to Renee, whose cock was throbbing with imminent release. Renee was moaning and shaking. Her stomach ached with hunger but she couldn't stop herself now, she wanted to cum all over Nina. Her beloved Nina.

Renee wrapped her arms around her monstrous shaft and clasped her fingers tightly. She squeezed her body against her shaft and pressed her monster meat harder against Nina's tits.

Nina was pinned against the corner of the shower stall. She had trouble breathing but she remained calm. Every few seconds she took a gasp of air, then held her breath as she kept her tits pushing firmly against the underside of Renee's massive crown. She could tell by the expression on Renee's face that not only was she enjoying it, but her cock was about to boil over. And actually, she was really enjoying the friction of Renee's shaft on her nipples.

Josie struggled, woozy and feeling a little dazed. Her head was throbbing. She began to stand. As she came into Nina's field of view, Nina snapped at her.

"Hey! Listen to me. Help Kirsten and Bonnie into the next room. Go!"

Josie stumbled as she slipped in the puddles of cum underfoot. She bounded over Renee to get through the shower stall doorway. Nina watched her leave, then looked into Renee's eyes.

"Renee, cum for me baby," she urged. "Show me what you got."

Renee groaned, her eyes locking with Nina's gaze. She felt as though she was sitting astride a live wire of sexual ecstasy, steadily building. Her balls were beginning to fill, to grow. They grew to the size of large watermelons, and she began to bounce on them.

This bounce had the effect of thrusting her massive cock up at Nina. The first thrust almost took Nina by surprise, and had she not tilted her head to the side the thrusting cock would have knocked her head into the back of the wall with the force of a charging mountain goat. Renee's cock started to flail about the shower.

Nina reacted by reaching her arms around Renee's glans. She could barely reach, but once she had her fingers clasped she held on tight.

Josie was outside the stall now by the bath. She scooped Bonnie and Kirsten up under each arm and made her way into the bedroom area of their quarters.

"Oh, oh fuck," Renee gasped. "Nina, I love your fucking tits. Fuck me with those tits." Her balls were growing, now her sac had filled to the size of a large beach ball.

"I am baby, I am. I'm squeezing your cock with them." She fumbled with her slippery tits, trying to squeeze Renee's glans and stroke it. Renee moaned.

"Oh yeah, you like that --" Nina started to say.

Renee inadvertently cut her off by blasting a huge load of cum in her face. Nina felt like a hose of warm, honey sweetened cream had just been turned on in her face full force, and she turned her head to one side and shut her eyes tight. She opened her mouth to taste some of the cum that was shooting full blast into her hair, and just tried to survive the onslaught.

"Oh ooooo hah.. ohhh.." Renee moaned, shuddering. Her balls deflated a little, but they were still massive and heavy with more cum. "Nina.. more..!" she whimpered. "Turn around, hurry!"

Nina obeyed, hoping that Renee wouldn't try to stick that log in her.

"Stick your caramel ass out at me," Renee implored. She had her cock pressed against the wall of the stall and her creamy pre-cum was literally cascading down the glass in a stream.

Hesitantly, Nina pushed her ass out at Renee, and looked back at her with pleading eyes. Above her loomed Renee's cock, impossibly huge.

"Oh fuck, that looks so fucking hot," Renee breathed. Renee had to step back a little, then she pushed down on the shaft, lowering her cock until the tip rested on Nina's lower back. Her frenulum was nestled between Nina's glorious ass cheeks, which helped to keep her cock from slipping off as she pressed down against Nina once more.

"Ohhh fuck, Renee," Nina moaned.

Nina couldn't believe how much this was turning her on. True, they were in a bad situation. Their whole world was fucked, to be sure. They had been abducted into space, and Renee was overstimulated and on a sex rampage, threatening her with an impossibly big dick. And yet, Nina found herself enjoying herself immensely. She began frigging her clit, thrusting her hips back at Renee while whipping her fingertips back and forth across her mound.

Renee couldn't thrust or move much, because she would slip right off of Nina's back. But her cock was already raging with arousal, and even the steady pressure against Nina's bucking hips was more than enough for Renee.

Nina could feel hot goo pooling on the small of her back and running down the sides of her waist and down her hips and thighs. She felt it squish down her ass crack and felt the underside of Renee's shaft push that goo up against her anus. It was Renee's pre-cum. Nina noticed as it started to spurt and sputter, shooting a little father up her back.

"Renee, cum for me.. unnhggghh!!!" she cried, frigging herself like crazy. She bucked and then held her body still, her legs taut and extended while her orgasm washed over her. Renee started cumming too, her cum coating Nina's head and back, and then almost from head to toe as Renee spurted and spurted.

Renee pointed her spasming stream right between Nina's legs, and the gushing cum inundated her ass and pussy. Nina let out a little cry of shock, but Renee found it delightfully nasty to pump so much cum up Nina's sensitive holes.

With each spurt, her balls deflated a little, and she emptied the last of her load onto Nina's back. Her cock started to shrink back down to size, and at long last she sank to her knees.

Almost immediately, Renee began to notice her hunger pangs much more acutely. "Owoooooghh.." Renee groaned, doubling over in pain. "I'm so hungry, so hungry.." she said. Her fingers were trembling and tingling.

Nina got up, feeling a little wobbly but okay. She picked up Renee with ease, cradling her in her arms, and made her way out to the living room. There she found Kirsten tending to Josie's bump. Bonnie was there too, still passed out but lying comfortably on one of the beds.

"We need some ice for this," Kirsten said.

Suddenly, the hatch to their quarters slid apart and Talon walked in, flanked by her two robots.

"Here are your rations," Talon said, as each robot deposited a box of food about the size of an ottoman. No sooner had the words come out of her mouth that the shivering Renee sprang into action, twisting out of Nina's arms and launching herself straight at one of the boxes.

Nina shielded her face from Renee's kicking feet and was bowled over.

Renee reached the box, ripped it open from the top, and started digging into the food with both hands. The box was set up in trays, each tray had an assortment of buns, meat filled rolls, carbohydrate rich flavored balls, and other finger foods designed for low gravity. By the time Nina had gotten to her feet, Renee had emptied the first tray.

"Better have some from the other box before she moves on," Talon added. "It seems like she is incredibly hungry. Is this normal for her?"

The girls didn't answer.

"Still don't trust me? Okay, I understand." Talon turned to leave, then stopped. "I must say, you all seemed to be a little .. surprised back there when the symbiont grew to phase four. Was that the first time you have seen that happen?"

Renee, who just finished another tray of food, threw the empty tray like a frisbee straight at Talon's face. It was fast, but one of the robots was faster, and blocked it with a tentacle. A few crumbs that had been on the tray went flying past, one of which hit Talon on the cheek.

"Don't tempt me, Renee." Talon said icily, but Renee was already ignoring her, devouring food as fast as she could swallow.

"I'm warning all of you," Talon said. "Let this thing go crazy again, and I have orders to put all of you on stasis."

With that, she stepped out of the room and the jail doors sealed shut once more. Just as suddenly, they opened again. "Ooops!" Talon chimed nonchalantly. "By the way dear, I would just go smear some of Renee's cum on that bump of hers," she said, speaking to Kirsten. "Clear it right up."

Then she closed the prison doors once more.

Renee quickly ate all fifteen trays of food from the first box. She immediately lunged for the second box. The other girls, seeing that Renee showed no signs of stopping, took this as their queue to grab a tray of food. And so in the end they all ate their fill. Renee ate any and all leftovers.

***

As promised, Josie's bump quickly healed after smearing Renee's cum over it. In fact, Nina felt her complexion had never been so smooth and perfect until she was utterly covered in Renee's cum. When she mentioned this, the girls smeared it all over their bodies like lotion, then bathed again. They could literally watch as every blemish and dot on their skin seemed to vanish and heal. Before long they all looked like airbrushed models. The nano-machines in Renee's spooge were capable of healing everything from cancer to the common cold. Soon the girls were all in the best health of their lives.

During the rest of the stay, the girls all grudgingly wore thick, baggy clothing that they had been issued. The coveralls were meant to help Renee with her sexual urges. But when Renee had sexual urges, she would just go to the shower stall with one of the four and have a one-on-one screw session. And despite the coveralls, this happened at least every two hours. And so they passed the days taking turns, pleasing and squeezing Renee's symbiont.

During these sessions, Renee always spent the most time alone with Nina.

Meanwhile, video games and entertainment were provided. The girls were awed by the depictions of the world they were about to enter. As they learned about the strange and fascinating world of the Behtori Dynasty, they became ever more eager to see it. And three days later when the frigate that would take them to Serra-5 arrived, they were eager to leave their prison and even their comfortable and familiar lives on Earth in order to see one of the great capital cities of the Galaxy.

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Would they ever make it back? Would they even want to return? And what of Nina and Renee's bond of love -- will it still hold strong many light years away? Find out next time! And thank you, reader, for joining us on this adventure. Until next time!



Gift from Outer Space Ch. 05



Welcome to Chapter 5 of "Gift." This story began with a pair of lesbian college students living mundane lives on present day Earth has now fully transformed into a sci-fi tale replete with space ships and aliens. I have enjoyed writing all of it, but I recognize the change in scenery may be disappointing for some that enjoyed the poignant, happy love between Nina and Renee as it was told in "A Union Consummated" and early chapters of "Gift." That love story aspect will return in time. The conclusion appears in Chapter 6 of "Gift."

It is only going to get more exotic and strange from here. This story, even the sex, will not make much sense to those that have not read the first chapters. So if you haven't done so already, please read from the start. The other chapters are all shorter than this one, and set firmly on Earth so less expository is required. Like this one, they include a lot of over-the-top dickgirl sex.

When you go back, please vote and leave your comments and critiques. Also a big thanks to meathead96 for editing my work.

Now we resume the tale. It's just a story, so have fun!

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Captain Chester placed his chips on the table and smiled broadly. He leered openly at the two sex slaves sitting behind his opponent. They were naked, and their shapely, snow white bodies were adorned with sleek black markings that made their skin look like sporty bodysuits.

They gazed back at Chester seductively. It was almost too much for him.

"Jink old pal, sometimes even I get lucky," he said with a smooth low voice. He tossed his chips down on the table. "Read 'em and weep!" he laughed with a roar.

The women peered at the chips with surprise and confusion.

The wrinkled, diminutive old man named Jink sputtered with surprise. "How-how did you?"

"You know how to bluff, old man," Chester said. "But you lost this time, fair and square. It was just a matter of time before luck turned my way."

Jink was crestfallen, and his shoulders sagged.

"You wouldn't be considering reneging on the bet, would you?" Chester asked. He sat back in his chair, a hurt look showing through his hairy facial features.

"No, no, no, old friend," Jink trailed off. He made an effort to smile, and studied the chips one more time.

The chips didn't lie. Chester had a winning hand, the lucky bastard.

"Good!" Chester said, standing. "Well, I'll just have to take my spoils. Love to stay and chat, but," he lost his train of thought as the women stood up and he saw their heavenly bare hips and silky smooth mounds.

"Macy, Leifa," Jink said, indicating each with a gesture from his small, frail arm. "This Bearkin is your new master." Chester rubbed his paws together with glee. "For 180 cycles or so," Jink added. "Then he'll return here and bring you back to me. Now won't he?"

Chester nodded.

"Then you will be our master again?" Macy asked, hiding her emotions.

"Yes," Jink confirmed.

"It is agreed." Chester said with finality. He turned to the two women and did his best to gesture politely which way to his ship. They immediately began to walk, almost glide toward the air lock of his ship. "Now, there, uh, ladies, let's, uh," he mumbled, unable to form words as they gracefully walked by. He watched their flawless hips and pert buns as they preceded him onto his vessel. Both had the same sleek build and long legs. Both had the little gap between their inner thighs.

Heaven.

"Now, then, treat 'em right okay? I'm trusting you," Jink said as Chester turned to go.

"Of course! Don't worry, I'll bring 'em back in 180 cycles. Regular as clockwork."

"I know," Jink said with a nod. "Hey!" he called as Chester continued down the passage, "I need to tell you how to use the stripes and markings!"

"The what?"

"You gotta rub their markings a certain way. There's no manual for it, but each stripe does something different!"

Chester passed the far airlock and reached for the controls. He turned. "Jink my friend, it's time I leave. I'll just have to figure it out." He pressed a button and two massive doors blocked off his end of the passage.

Jink pressed a button on his side, closing his air lock's doors.

"Suit yourself, my friend!" Jink grumbled. "I hope they hog tie you and whip you like a mule!"

***

It had been 23 cycles since Chester pulled away from Katagree with both of Jink's Avashai on board. 23 cycles is equivalent to about 30 of our Earth days. For Chester, it had been time well spent. He grinned as he sat at the helm of his ship, the Amphitryon.

He turned on a viewscreen on his chair to see what his girls were up to. It displayed the bed in his stateroom.



They they were, in his bed. Leifa was on all fours getting the business from Macy, doggie-style. Macy was thrusting hard. Moans and drool were escaping Leifa's parted lips with each thrust.

Macy was not wearing a strap on. As an Avashai, she was endowed with a kind of retractable penis.

"Hi girls," he said.

"Oh, master!" they both gasped.

"Master, does it please you to watch us?" Macy asked huskily, continuing to thrust deeply into Leifa.

"What acts can we perform for you?" Leifa asked, her voice melodic and wholesome. "I've been a naughty--"

"Come join me in the helm," Chester interrupted.

"Yay! Coming, master!" came their replies.

***

Avashai were rarely available to any but the super rich members of the galactic order. For Chester, it was a once in a lifetime luxury experience. Avashai look like human females, but they are constructs, built by a mysterious alien race known as the Alhani. The Alhani are a race of vast intelligences housed in terrifying bioengineered dreadnoughts. Their shells are designed for survival in the most inhospitable, furnace-like gas worlds. The location of their home worlds were a carefully guarded secret.

Many millions of years ago, the Alhani developed biotechnology that transformed their race. Soon they became a breed of tough shelled flying saucers that were capable of inhabiting the crushing, windy extremes of high gravity worlds. For millions of years, their shells grew more complex and advanced as they grew more varied.

As time passed they encountered other races in space. Rather than conquer, they turned their efforts into harnessing the productivity of other races and civilizations. Alhani beings studied humanity and discovered man's sex drive. They set out to find a way to attract and satisfy it, in order to develop a product they could sell mankind. One example of their efforts were the different types of pleasure symbionts. Another was the class of sex slave known as Avashai. Like the symbionts, this creature was developed as a commodity to be sold to humans.

It was a product humans could not get enough of.

Alhani merchant barges took on payments for each Avashai in the form of massive quantities of rare and heavy elements. No common citizen could hope to buy an Avashai slave on his dynastic salary.

To Chester they were more than just slaves. He had grown quite fond of each of them. He would be sad to see them go. However, returning them was more than just a matter of personal honor. Jink was also a friend who had always treated him with respect. Not many folks in Sector 18 liked taking orders from a Bearkin.

Chester was a Bearkin. He had fur and his face and hands were decidedly bear-like. His race was developed to combine the physical strength of bears with the intellect of humans. It was one of the few surviving hybrid strands created by a mad scientist known as Dr. Marrow. A novel about him warning of his folly was circulated on human worlds, called "The Isle of Doctor Moreau."

Creating genetic cross-breeds didn't seem like folly to Chester, but he still had to deal with the stigma of being different. His Avashai slaves didn't seem to mind in the least, however.

Chester was from a well-off family-tribe that helped him win a commission in the armada. Once there, they also helped him win a coveted job as a ship's captain. He was enjoying some of the best years of his career. He commanded a warship capable of everything from seek and destroy missions against pirate vessels, to providing security and interdiction for high-value cargo.

Out in Sector 18, Captain Chester was the law.

However, Sector 18 only saw the occasional outlaw. They surfaced from time to time and then vanished into hiding. Chester spent most of his time alone on the ship. Four other crew members were on board, and they spent a great deal of their time in stasis. Robots performed the rest of the maintenance workload. Chester himself was left alone with the monotonous duty of passing from wormhole to wormhole, station to station.

When Chester received orders to pick up some natives on Earth's moon, he thought he would enjoy seeing Lieutenant Talon again. She was a fine specimen for a human, the kind he might like to have around someday. She on the other hand had no desire to consort with a Bearkin.

Her loss, he told himself.

He browsed through her officer profile on the ship's computer, displaying on the big screen her official photo and also a summary of reports she had submitted about pirate activity in her area.

The most recent report and one which caught his attention was about Loki. True, they had suspected he was hanging around Earth but he had not been involved in anything spectacular lately. He was certain that his arrest and subsequent escape had not even made the news.

He was reading the report in detail when the bell rang. He pressed a button to open the helm room door. "Where are my precious girls?" Chester asked with a clownish touch of carnival.

"Master!" they squealed in unison, jumping to either side of him. Leifa ("Lay-fah") nuzzled his furry neck and showered him with kisses. Leifa's face was very beautiful, with high cheekbones and sharply defined eyebrows, long dark eyelashes, and full, glossy lips. Two short little green pigtails sprouted from her otherwise bald head.



Macy was similar in appearance but instead of pigtails, she had a tiny ponytail that was black with a white shock running through it. Her eyes gave an impression of keen analytic intelligence. She unzipped his vest so that she could run her fingers through the fur on his chest.

"Master!" Macy intoned. "We're so wet! Do you want us to pleasure you?" Macy cooed with excitement, stroking his fur. She looked up at the big screen and saw the mug shot of Talon. "Does this female please you?" she asked.

"Uhh," Chester stammered.

"Do you have a fantasy? I do," Macy said, as her fingers deftly unfastened Chester's trousers and pulled them down around his ankles. She fondled his heavy nut sac and stroked his thick manhood.

"If you want, you should look at her face while we pleasure you, Master," Leifa cooed.

"Yes, please please let us!" Macy said, nuzzling Chester's crotch while sticking her ass high in the air.

Leifa slapped Macy's ass "Why are you going first?" she complained. "It's my turn!"

"Ooh! Spank me more!" Macy teased. Then with a smile she took Chester's hardening cock into her mouth.

Chester grinned wide as he felt Macy's warm, moist mouth close down around his dick. He had a mottled, chocolate brown colored, 8 inch member that was mostly black at the base. She pushed her face onto him, and his meat slid deep down her throat. As Macy's lips tightly encircled the root of his cock, Chester groaned and threw his head back.

Macy's throat contracted around his shaft and gripped him like a stroking pair of hands. She held him deep inside her throat, and stroked his shaft up and down with her deft throat muscles. All the while her lips remained tightly wrapped around the base of his cock, unmoving.

"Unnggh!" Chester sank back in his chair. He didn't even care to look at Talon's picture anymore. Macy and Leifa were his naughty little angels.

Leifa kissed Chester's face and snout. She flicked her tongue out at his bared teeth. Her tongue touched his, and he felt her saliva spread warmth into his mouth. It was a familiar sensation, one he knew would spread into his bloodstream and slowly fill his entire body. It gave a pleasant high, soothing and uplifting, and sweeping away his worries and cares. He welcomed it, extending his tongue to meet hers.

Avashai had fairly long tongues, and Leifa made use of hers now. She extended it down into his toothy maw, encircling his tongue. Her saliva ran down her tongue and into his mouth.

Avashai saliva is part amari, a powerful aphrodisiac for humans and creatures with human based DNA. It is rapidly absorbed through skin contact. Even though he was already raging hard and getting a wonderful deep-throat fuck from Macy, his cock was growing bigger and harder. Lewd urges filled his mind. He slurped at Leifa's tongue eagerly and pawed Macy's ass. He grabbed her heart shaped butt and ran his clawed fingertips across her sex.

In moments, Leifa's kissing had given Chester more than enough amari for the moment so she withdrew, letting him see what he was doing with his paws around Macy's sex.

He carefully inserted his first clawed digit into Macy's slit, then his middle digit. After a little teasing and small insertions, he felt enough of her juices on his paws that he pushed into her vulva. Once he had three digits inside, he began working them in and out.

Macy automatically matched her pace to Chester's blunt claws. She was enjoying Chester's thick, furry clawed digits and was beginning to gush juices all over his paw. She moaned over his cock, sending sweet vibrations through his shaft.

Chester felt Macy bring her throat's contractions into sync with his paws. He decided to go nice and easy, and Macy's throat squeezed him at the same tempo. For a moment he felt like he was in control, but then her long, wet tongue snaked out and slurped at his hairy nuts. She curled her tongue around them completely, bathing them in her saliva. The Avashai aphrodisiac seeped directly into his balls, and they began to ache with a need to release.

He relaxed, letting his paws drop to his sides. Her throat undulated rapidly along his shaft, and he groaned as he passed the point of no return. Without any warning he began to ejaculate, and he let out a growling roar in ecstasy as she milked the entire length of his cock and balls with her tongue, mouth, and throat.

Chester's whole body convulsed, so heavenly was the feeling of letting his cock spurt its load from inside Macy's hot mouth. He loved being sucked off and these Avashai knew exactly what they were doing. He felt like he was literally cumming buckets, but Macy just kept swallowing and sucking.

As he came, Macy's throat slowed its squeezing motions to a more moderate pace, gently urging more cum from him with gentle strokes and squeezes. She swallowed his entire load, not spilling a single drop. Then she pulled her mouth off and flashed him an elated smile.

She had been pouring on more amari the entire time, and it was keeping him raging hard. The aphrodisiac was good for stimulation, but it also granted stamina -- and lots of it.

It was Leifa's turn so she began biting Macy gently at her shoulder and throwing seductive glances at Chester. "Master, please take me. I'm yours and I've been waiting."

Macy moved out of her way and she straddled Chester's lap. She began to lower her pulsating pussy lips down around his throbbing crown.

He leaned back and groaned a deep growl as his hard cock pushed into her wet warmth. Her pussy began clenching around his dick, and a steady flow of her inner lubricants squelched out of her and ran down his cock and balls.

Chester reached up to Leifa's torso and began literally pawing her full 32 DD breasts. He wasn't at all worried about hurting her. Sometimes he wondered if he could beat her in a fight. Her Avashai skin was lined with a flexible molecular "cloth" that made her almost immune to punctures and slashes. She had strength and endurance, she could hold her breath, and she could take a lot of abuse without even sustaining a bruise.

In fact she liked it when he raked his blunt claws against her snow-white skin. If there was one constant about the innocent-faced, doe-eyed Leifa; it was that she was thrilled by rough play. 

"Ohh, that's right, claw my titties," she gasped, driving harder down on Chester's manhood. "Maul me, you hairy beast!"

Chester grinned and batted her titties around with his open paws, then squeezed them, letting his blunt claws dig into her flesh.

She pushed his arms away and he let go, wondering if he did it too hard. She smiled and swung at his face as if to punch him and he barely caught her arm. "HARDER!!" Leifa yelled, her pussy clenching wetly around his shaft. "I'm your prey, don't let go! Don't let me escape!"

Chester raked his claws along Leifa's back and down her thighs. She moaned and rode him harder.

"Oh yes, harder! Take me down!!" she panted.

He brought his hand across her face in a punishing, open clawed right, and followed it with a left. She responded by squealing with excitement. She raised her fists to punch him and he intercepted her blows and then grabbed her neck, squeezing it tight. He dug his claws into her right breast with his other paw.

Leifa looked up and arched her back. Her hips bucked and she rode him faster. Her inner muscles gripped him tightly, and before he knew it he was already on the verge of cumming again.

He spurted a great jet of cum deep inside her tight cunt. She rocked slowly, screwing her mound down on Chester's lap. Her inner walls suctioned him deliciously, contracting and convulsing along his shaft. Her pussy was pressed hard against his pelvis until she could go no farther. Chester bucked into her and came some more. He released his tight claw grip on her neck.

"More, keep cumming," Leifa moaned as soon as she could talk. "I want all your cum inside of me. I can feel it." When several spurts of hot cum hit her inner walls just then, she purred and arched her back. The walls of her pussy just kept clenching and stroking his shaft.

Macy straddled the edge of Chester's thighs, and she reached down to stroke the lucky Captain's hairy nut sac. Her touch drew the aphrodisiac from his bloodstream into his scrotum, and helped his testes to generate more and more semen. "That's it," Macy said. "Keep cumming. Fill her up," she said, pressing her breasts against Leifa's back. Leifa turned her head to meet Macy's lips in a kiss.

"Keep cumming until I taste your cum," Macy added. Then she opened her mouth and extended a full eight inches of her tongue into Leifa's parted lips. Their tongues intertwined and their lips met in a deep, wet kiss.

Chester's cock convulsed and ejaculated until every last trace of Avashai sex serum was emptied out of his system. It took almost five minutes of non stop cumming, throughout which Leifa's inner walls trembled and squeezed and she bucked through her own orgasms. Macy fondled and caressed his balls, coaxing every last drop of cum. Finally the sexual rush was over, and his erection abated.

Leifa and Macy excused themselves to go shower up. Chester dozed off.

Life was good.

***

"Always toward absent lovers love's tide stronger flows." - Sextus Propertius

Nina made an acrobatic somersault through the bathroom door, then floated towards one of the toilets. She sat down to take a quick pee, and looked over at Renee.

Renee had been sitting alone in the bathroom for a while, and Nina was beginning to worry. Renee seemed peaceful enough, sitting with her feet in the Jacuzzi and playing with her big, erect cock.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 05



Nina made a double take and saw that yes, Renee's cock was big and hard, but she was simply looking at it, hands-off.

Nina stared. It was big alright, it had to be fifteen or more inches long.

Renee's cock was an alien symbiont. Just a few days ago, she became bonded to this wondrous, mysterious and volatile piece of Alhani nanotechnology. Days later, she and her friends had been abducted by aliens.

Or were they aliens? So far they had only met one real extra-terrestrial, a lady named Talon. Talon looked very human and very feminine. She actually looked like she might belong in a beauty pageant or as a star in a lineup of lingerie supermodels.

Earth. It had been at least two days since they had been teleported from Earth's surface to the Moon. They were being held in a kind of luxury jail cell, with a luxurious bathroom, bedroom, and a big view screen that played some news and documentaries about space. Josie had been watching them avidly.

For the past semester all the girls had been attending the same college. Nina and Renee shared a special bond though. They had been lovers before this whole strange situation began to unfold. Also Nina had once worn the symbiont, which was another thing they could say they had in common.

Other than that, they were different in many ways. Nina was a cappucino-skinned Puerto Rican New Yorker. She was very experienced with both sexes and she was outgoing.

Renee was classic Barbie, with long legs and blonde hair. Renee had never been with any girls until she had been overwhelmed by Nina's charms.

Renee looked up as Nina hop skipped over. "Nina!" she breathed, "Nina check this out. 33TG7 likes me now," she said. She turned to look back down at her symbiont. "Tee Gee, I call him."

"He likes you?" Nina tried not to frown, but she was afraid Renee was starting to lose it.

"Yes. He's been pleased by, you know, all this sex I've been giving him, and how like, I'm not trying to hide him. Can you sit with me a while, cinnamon buns? I need to tell you something."

Nina always liked it when Renee called her that. At this moment it made her feel much more at ease. She sat down next to Renee on the broad rim of the jacuzzi, legs outboard because she was wearing her mandatory coveralls.

"The symbiont is at phase two now, which means he's tapping into my thoughts just a little, and I am able to hear his. He's telling me things, giving me insight into our situation. It's all becoming clearer to me now, you know."

Nina nodded. "Okay. Is it like a voice you can hear in your head?"

"Not exactly. He speaks through my mind, but it's like I'm having all these thoughts, one after another, but I can tell it's not me thinking them. You know how you have a train of thought, and like, then you think the next thing, based upon some realization you just had?"

"Uh, okay yeah. Train of thought."

"Well, this train of thought is going pretty fast. It's more like I try to commit each thought to memory, and then I realize something totally new. It just pops into my head. I can feel it's different. Really. I'm not searching for the answers, but it's all coming to me."

"Wow so like, what exactly is he telling you?" Nina asked.

"Well, he's telling me a lot about himself, about his powers. More importantly, he's telling me about what's going on. We all just got abducted, right? Well, remember how Besseda said that this symbiont is like, super valuable out there? Well, someone definitely wants to take it from me. That's what this abduction is about."

Nina's expression became more grave. She had watched enough of the documentaries to know that there were an amazing array of creatures out there and powerful alien dynasties. Depending on who was behind this, there was nothing that the girls could do on their own to thwart them. Nor did they have even one ally to call on.

"¡Dios mio!" Nina breathed, a waterfall of worry beginning to cascade through her mind.

"I know, babe, I know. It's scary. I've been trying not to think about it. Look at me," Renee implored, catching Nina's lovely gaze, "We have to face our fears if we're going to come through this without regrets. We're being taken away from Earth. Maybe forever. We're headed straight into the hands of an enemy. It's time we all faced that fact. You, and Bonnie, and the others, are in peril if you stick around with me."

"Not much we can do about that," Nina gloomily replied. "Not that I would ever want to bail on you, but I'm just curious. Why did they abduct us all? Does TeeGee have an answer for that?"

Renee shook her head. "Hmm. Maybe to cover up whatever has been going on. I guess. You would think they could erase our memory like they do in 'Men In Black.'" Renee sighed. "You see, I think you girls are hostages. We're comfortable, now," Renee paused. "We're growing much, much closer." She took a deep breath. "Don't get used to it. When they bring us to wherever they're taking us, it's, it's going to be much worse."

"Torture?"

"I think so. It depends. TeeGee says they won't torture me, because that might make him defective. So he says you girls will be the ones that get tortured. Especially you, Nina. They're going to try to use you against me."

"Oh," Nina said, quietly. "Don't they have laws against torture?"

"Yeah, TeeGee says they do, I think. It's muddled. They can probably make you feel really terrible without actually breaking their torture laws," Renee answered.

They both sat there quietly for a moment.

"You've been thinking about this for a while," Nina finally observed.

"Well, I've got a plan," Renee said. "Sort of. Number one, we gotta make sure all of us are aware why we have been abducted. No more flying blind. Two, we can try to trick them into thinking they should bring you guys back to Earth."

"Escape?" Nina murmured. She wished her dad and brothers were here to give her confidence.

"TeeGee figures that we talk amongst ourselves, and explain that as long as I know you guys are here I'm not going to be able to relinquish the symbiont. You are all my lovers. We trick Talon into teleporting you guys back, and then no one has to get tort--"

"Renee!!" Nina squeaked, gripping Renee tight and pressing her head against Renee's shoulder. "You're not going out there without me, never! If anyone is going to need help, it's you! Now shh, don't think that, don't even say it again. Or I'll scream."

"Maybe so --"

"It is so!" Nina loudly insisted. Then she did her best to smile for Renee, blinking back the tears.

I have to be brave, Nina thought to herself.

"Nina," Renee continued, "If you're coming with me, you realize, um," she trailed off.

"Don't talk about the torture," Nina said.

"Besseda told me something once, the first time I talked to her. I think it just might be the key to our -- to keeping you guys safe."

Nina perked up a bit. "What'd she say?"

"There's two things, actually. One is, they know that if I really don't want to, I won't give them the symbiont. You see, they have to get me to really want to give it up. Otherwise it's not coming off. Period. So if they hurt you guys, forget it, I won't give it to them. All this that they are doing now will have been for nothing."

"The Alhani built all this stuff into the symbiont on purpose. That way, the symbiont won't just detach from the owner if the owner does not want it to. It's like a weird mutual agreement. If they harden my will against them, pretty soon they could just decide they have to give up altogether."

Nina shook her head. "It sounds risky. Just promise me you'll give them the symbiont if they torture us."

"Well, I'll try. I just want us to get out in one piece."

Nina took a deep breath, then exhaled.

"IF they torture us," Renee emphasized.

"So it seems like we're right back where we started. We're still helpless against this trap we're in."

"We're never helpless if we go into a situation well informed and with a good plan." Renee said. "Hmm," she looked down at the symbiont. "Nina, look at this, TeeGee wants to show you something."

Renee's symbiont had been large and semi-erect, now it moved of its own accord as Nina watched. It was as deliberate and flexible as an elephant's trunk. It dipped into the waters of the jacuzzi, and drew water in through the urethra. Then it stuck straight up, slowly angled over toward the toilet, and shot a stream of water directly at the farthest seat.

The line of fluid was borne through the air on a remarkably accurate trajectory. "Oh my god!" Nina exclaimed.

Every drop went into the toilet, some fifteen feet away.

"Wow! Wow! That's amazing, he didn't spill a drop!" Nina marveled. Renee was impressed as well.

Then the symbiont then pointed at Nina and began emitting a small stream of pink smoke. It formed a heart which floated up and dissipated as it broke around Nina's face and shoulders. Nina was awed.

"He really likes you." Renee giggled. "Okay, now, here's a trick he already showed me, and I'm looking forward to trying it out." TeeGee started growing very big and hard. "Oohh," Renee sighed and moaned as her cock bulged and stiffened under her caresses. She stroked it a couple of times, then gripped it near the base and let it stand on end.

The glans began to grow and change shape, and then the surface took on a flat peach color like the color it had been when Nina first bought it.

"Wow it looks like a dildo again!" Nina marveled.

At least a dozen small studs emerged from the surface. "Studded, for your pleasure," Renee said. Without warning the studs began to rotate along the surface as if a machine underneath the skin was slowly turning a studded cylinder. Then the studs began moving at random, ping ponging around and even changing size. Rising and falling, more and more of them seemed to appear.

"Holy -- wow!!" Nina gasped. "How does it do that?"

"Well, that's the other thing Besseda talked about for a while. Just that like, TeeGee can do stuff with matter and energy. He can shape change. He can convert energy into matter. He can become hot or cold. He can produce all sorts of nano-machines, the kinds that act like chemicals and drugs. Also, if I cum on someone who is like, a threat to me, or just someone I hate -- I can do really bad things to them. Like horrible death type stuff."

"Wow," Nina breathed. "So, what else can he do? Can he turn into a laser gun and blast the bad guys?"

"I doubt it!" called Josie from the entrance to the bathroom.

Renee and Nina looked up and saw Josie, Bonnie and Kirsten peering from behind the doorjamb.

"Sorry, we've been watching," Josie admitted, timidly coming to stand in the doorway. "Before that I've been trying to get as much info as I could about your symbiont."

"Do tell!" said Renee.

"Well for one thing, it has, uh, whatchamacallit. Oh! Economy of purpose."

"What's that?" Nina and Renee both said, deeply intrigued. Josie, Bonnie and Kirsten had been watching TeeGee's little show. Josie was learning about alien technology and culture each was very impressed.

"Basically, they, um, the Behtori and the Alhani -- others too, have very advanced nanotechnology. They can create devices that shape-shift and transform to do all sorts of things. They actually make these inventions out of a material called nano-substrate or "NS." They call it a substrate because they imbue the substrate with tiny little seeds of programming. Those devices are only as good as their programming. At least they need a minimum set of guidelines in order to assume the shape you choose. If they have an AI, then that AI still needs special instructions if it is handling weapons, in order to perform functions like targeting and aiming.

"They could pack their devices with all this programming and software," she continued, "because they have all of it. They have tons of AI programs designed for weaponry. They could fit it all into a chip the size of a poppy seed and put it into every nano-substrate invention they make. However, they almost never--"

"You lost me at AI, mamacita." Nina interrupted.

Josie rolled her eyes.

"Artificial intelligence," Kirsten said, hopping into the bathroom in her coveralls. Bonnie followed.

"Ladies, we have something to talk about," Renee said. "Gather 'round."

Josie broke in, "Now, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. Uh, where was I?"

"AI." Nina supplied.

"Oh yeah. They could give you an AI that can use a whole bunch of programs that would turn your symbiont into a blaster or a motorcycle or whatever. That is why they don't include those instructions because that's not what it is for. Economy of purpose just states that in principle, you shouldn't build a, umm, You shouldn't build a lunchbox that is also a taser."

The other four girls looked at each other, then back at Josie.

"What the heck is that supposed to mean?" Kirsten asked. "I'm so lost. When you got to the part about shape-shifting--"

"Well, Behtorians have shape-changing universal function machines and tools, like, all over the place. These tools are typically either belts, bracers, or amulets. That's it. They just hate it when their sneaker are multi-function. I mean, do you want sneakers that convert into a camping tent, and turns water into flavored soda pop, and on and on?"

"Ew!" some of the girls said.

"All that stuff is useful," said Nina. "I mean, I'm just, um, trying to keep an open mind about drinking soda out of my running shoes."

"It's a bad example," Josie said. "Just, people don't need all-purpose tools if they already have them. Hence, the design principle of economy of purpose is used in almost all instances."

The girls nodded, still looking a little baffled.

"Hmm," Josie thought about it some more, then said, "Okay. If you want to give someone a gift, most of the time it's for sentimental value. You want it to do some things, but if it does everything it, well, it kinda becomes a bad gift."

"I see," said Nina.

"Yeah," said Renee. "After all, it was a gift."

"Quite a gift," said Bonnie, smiling at them both.

"Lots of things are gifts. Everything a parent buys for their child is a gift. Everything you buy in the store is potentially a gift for someone else. Except pads and cotton balls."

"Ha ha," Bonnie said. "Anyway I get it now."

"Finally," Josie breathed.

"So Renee, just what is the plan here?" asked Kirsten.

"We've gotta talk. I have some things to say, and then I want to hear from you. Keep in mind we're being watched and listened to."

***

A short while later, just a few meters away from where the five prisoners plotted, Talon awoke. She rubbed her eyes and slid out of her sleeping rack into the cool air of the main watch chamber. The sleeping rack withdrew behind her automatically. Talon stood naked, and her soft pink nipples quickly hardened against the chilly air.

"Good Morning, Lieutenant," came her computer's voice. "I have a status update for you."

"Prisoners onscreen," Talon sighed. Her view screens were immediately plastered with views of the large bedroom taken from a number of angles. She noticed the girls all sitting in a circle on their beds, talking.

Talon noted that Renee had decided not to wear her coveralls and was naked, against the rules.

The computer spoke rapidly. "I have been observing the symbiont as per your orders and over the past few hours she appears to have made a paradigmatic shift in her personality and gained a greater level of control over her abilities, although--"

"Uh ah uaghh! Slower! I just woke up!" Talon groused.

"The prisoners are becoming restless, and looking for escape."

"What is their probability of success?"

"9 percent right now. If we wait until the Amphitryon arrives, the chance is 58 percent."

"How long is that from now?" Talon asked.

"Prisoner transfer is expected within the next 12 hours, and I have prepared stasis chambers for each of the prisoners. I recommend that all prisoners be placed in stasis immediately."

Putting pants on two legs at a time was fairly easy, on moon gravity. That's just how Talon began to put on her skin suit. She enjoyed the way the suit hugged her butt, the nanofibers tightening around her curvy contours for a snug fit.

"Shall I place the prisoners in stasis?" the computer asked, speaking slowly.

"I heard you," Talon replied, annoyed. Still naked from the waist up, she took a deep breath and sighed. Her hands wandered to her nipples and she caressed her breasts absently. She had enjoyed watching Renee and company, and she was not eager to be alone on the station once more. "Okay. Can we get some stasis tubes fabricated?"

"Five stasis chambers are ready and waiting." the computer replied.

"Oh that's right, you said that. Hmm. Computer, pause. I still need a moment to wake up and get dressed."

She perched herself on the headrest of her command chair, where she did most of her thinking. The upper part of her uniform enclosed her torso and tightened automatically around her perfectly formed breasts. This too, was an aspect of getting dressed that Talon enjoyed.

Balanced on the top of her chair, she stretched her arms and arched her back. Then she assumed a thinker's pose and began to reflect.

The last few days had been a marathon of voyeurism and masturbation for her, as she had watched live feeds of Renee screwing the other prisoners on at least a dozen occasions. The fact that they were so close, and that she had power over them, made the show that much more erotic for her. Just thinking about it was making her wet.

"Now, before I give the order to subdue the prisoners, what is the chance of mission success?"

"94 percent" came the computer's reply. The number came up in bold blue letters on her console. Talon stared at the numbers. The last time she sent soldiers to collect the girls, the mission success rate had been 99 percent. Now, trapped in a holding cell a few yards away on the harsh surface of the moon, they had a greater chance of escape.

"What exactly has caused the mission success rate to drop 5 percent since the last time?"

"Merely this," came the computer's voice, "It seems that the symbiont known as Renee has become attuned to her powers somewhat, and is now much less passive about her imprisonment here. At this time she has an active mental link with the symbiont and is aware of the symbiont's weapon-like defense mechanisms. Also, having encountered our soldiers before, they have a better chance to anticipate our soldiers' purpose and method of attack."

"Very well. 94 percent, you say? Those odds sound fine. Send in the soldiers and teach these girls who is in charge here."

"Orders received, ma'am."

***

Shortly thereafter, the girls were restrained by Talon's "soldiers" -- polycarbon golems with faces on their chests and scaly, almost snakelike tentacles protruding from their tops. Even with their plotting and planning, the girls were immediately neutralized. One by one, each of the girls was deposited into their stasis tubes, hooked up to scores of tiny probes and wires, and then encased in the tube by the closing of the tube's canopy door.

Metabolic reduction progressively halted their bodies' use of nutrients and oxygen. Probes emitted waves that shut down all biological rhythms and suspended all bacterial activity. Their bodies gradually assumed room temperature.

During this process, the computer announced that the Amphitryon had emerged from the wormhole and was hours away from docking.

"On screen," Talon said, jumping over to her chair, and sitting up straight. She wanted to look smart and attentive when on screen with a superior officer.

Their two-way video communication began and she saw Chester's head and shoulders. She found his features a mixture of handsome and hideous.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 05



"Lieutenant Talon, good to see you," he greeted, but the tone in his voice was smugly apathetic. She saluted him and he returned her salute.

"Sir, your cargo awaits, and I have to brief you before loading begins," she stated.

"Now's a good time," Chester rumbled gruffly and with disinterest.

It wasn't the cautiously flirtatious Chester she was used to, but she tried to dismiss her surprise. Perhaps he had given up on her. It was just as well.

"Okay. Sir, your cargo is -- are, I should say, five females. Natives from Earth."

Chester nodded. "Yes, I know."

"They may seem harmless. One of them however, is a symbiont. Her name is Renee and her data is on file, you may retrieve all her information shortly. She will be in the red stasis tube. Renee needs to remain in stasis until she is delivered to her final destination. She is in possession of a dangerous Alhani symbiont that was stolen from Lady Vera."

"Stolen? From the headmistress of Pleasure Castle?" the Bearkin raised one furry eyebrow.

"I have a briefing directly from Alhani sources as well," Talon continued. "They strongly--"

"Alhani?" Chester asked, intrigued.

"Yes sir."

"How does a dirt worlder steal an Alhani symbiont from Lady Vera?"

"Indirectly, it seems. They are not accused of any crime but in order to retrieve the symbiont, they are being shipped to Pleasure Castle."

"Hmm. Go on. What kind of symbiont is it?"

"It's a -- um anyway you'll see," said Talon, trying not to smirk when she imagined Chester sneaking into the cargo bay and opening Renee's stasis capsule. The look of disgust and disappointment on his face would be priceless. She tried to maintain her bearing but smirked a little.

"What's so funny?" Chester asked, noticing Talon's lips curl slightly into a smile.

"N-nothing sir! Again, the stasis capsule marked in red contains the native with the symbiont. Under no circumstances is she to be released from stasis. Actually sir if I might continue, the symbiont is unstable and potentially hazardous. Also, not my rules but it says here that if you have any human females aboard, that they are to enter stasis and remain in stasis as well until the symbiont is dropped off.

"The Amphitryon's manifest lists no females but just in case your ship has picked up some stowaways, I had to brief those things to you. All the other information is addenda and you can review it later. I'll provide them when you dock here." 

"Very well," said Chester. "Is that all?"

"Yes Captain."

"I look forward to seeing you. Amphitryon out."

His view screen switched back to that of stars and a distant blue dot known as Earth. Off to the left of his screen was one solitary star. The galaxy appeared as a faint nebula across the starry backdrop of space.

Having seen many celestial wonders, Chester could only describe this solar system as drab.

The captain brooded for a moment, then looked up at his girls who had been hiding out of sight during the video call. "Stasis?" he asked.

Leifa shook her head no.

Macy said, "This ship does not have stasis equipment capable of putting us into total stasis. We won't sleep. So the machines would hold us still, making us very, VERY bored," she went on. She climbed into Chester's lap and kissed his furry neck. "We don't wanna be bored. If we get very bored, mmm. We would mmm, never forgive you."

Macy slid down off Chester's lap and began peeling off his clothes. She unfastened his flight suit with deft fingers while Leifa stroked his pecs and nuzzled his furry ears.

"Okay, it's okay," he said. "I just wanted to ask, I wasn't going to put you girls in stasis anyway," he grinned. "Just remember, until we drop off the cargo it's going to be our little secret that you two are even on board."

Macy dropped to her knees between Chester's legs and slurped on his cock lovingly with her long tongue. The familiar tingle of Avashai aphrodisiac seeped into his skin, and he felt his manhood grow thicker and harder.

Avashai have an opening on the roof of their mouth that provides access to a muscular tract that extends into the back of the cranium. The canal, called a "sither" by Avashai and often referred to as the "squeeze shaft", was designed for the best possible blow job. The inner walls of this tract are lined with a mixture of nerves and rings of braided muscles. With millions of nerve endings, the sither is arguably the most sensitive of Avashai erogenous zones. This opening allows the cock to point in a natural, upward curving direction while being deeply sucked and squeezed along its entire length by a kneeling Avashai. Since the nerve endings therein are woven directly through the pleasure cortex of the Avashai brain, its use is always very gratifying to the Avashai as well.

Macy went first. "Hold still," she said, opening her mouth and taking him in, inch by inch. He felt his cock slide up to the roof of her mouth, touching the soft folds of her opening there.

She wrapped her long tongue around his shaft, rubbing his cock with amari-laced saliva, then moaned as she slid his cock head deep into her squeeze shaft.

It was warm, wet, and squeezing his cock gently. He groaned with pleasure.

She went all out, suffusing his rod with so much aphrodisiac that his whole body shook with effort just to hold still. Her squeeze shaft pulled and sucked on his glans, and she moaned when she "tasted" precum dribbling out of his cock.

He clawed at his arm rests, struggling to hold back, but he could feel his orgasm grow more inevitable with each wet squeeze of Macy's inner walls.

"Mm," moaned Leifa as she watched them. "It's so good, isn't it?" she asked Macy. "I bet he's gonna make you cum so hard when he fills your sither with honey."

As Leifa talked dirty, Macy used the inner walls of her squeeze shaft to press and stroke the underside of Chester's cock head. It was too much, and Chester couldn't hold back a moment longer. With a grunt he began to unleash a torrent of cum into Macy's skull. She gripped the base of his shaft with her long tongue, stroking it gently as he came. The cum flowed over her cum-sensing nerves and triggered her own orgasm. His cock kept spurting for an entire minute and she drank his cum eagerly, but a few large drops escaped her lips. Slowly she released his still raging hard on with a satisfied sigh, and moved to give Leifa her turn.

One of the things Leifa enjoyed the most was being backed up against a wall and then having her mouth fucked. It didn't matter how hard she was pounded. Chester was well aware of this and took full advantage.

He held her head with both hands and pumped her face down onto his cock, all the way down to the back of her squeeze shaft, harder and harder. She expertly sucked and squeezed him until he felt his cum boiling over once more. "Urrggh!" he groaned.

She moaned as jets of cum spurted up into the back of her squeeze shaft. She took him in as deep, until her forehead was pressed deep into his furry abdomen. His cum filled the tightly clenching tract and blasted out of her mouth and nose. Chester's hot semen, streaming over her sensitive muscles and nerves, sent her wheeling and spinning over the edge. Leifa came hard, juices squirting out of her pussy as he emptied his load into her head. Dizzy, she had to lay down a while afterward.



Chester stretched and leaned back in his chair, folding his paws behind his head. He gazed at his two sex slaves lying down on the floor, recuperating from their mind blowing orgasms. Life in the armada didn't get much better than this.

***

The Amphitryon appeared on Talon's viewscreen as it made its final landing approach. She spotted it through her view slats as well. It was a medium sized vessel that looked like one designed to carry cargo or passengers rather than act as a battleship. Large antimatter propulsion exhausts indicated which end was aft, and the bow was a blunt rather than squared, and brimming with sensors. Other than that, it looked more like four space barges connected by beams in the shape of a raft. The entire craft was shorter than a football field and half as wide.

His ship uncloaked, and would have been detectable by Earth's scientists and astronomers, had he not positioned his craft on the far side of the moon during the entire approach.

Chester hop skipped through the airlock, followed by several robots.

When he entered Talon's loading bay, he found the five stasis capsules connected to wall sconces. Lieutenant Talon snapped to attention and saluted, and Chester waved to her in greeting. The robots began extracting the capsules one by one.

Having looked at Nina and Kirsten's faces as their capsules went by, Chester asked Talon if indeed the girls were all native-worlders.

"They look beautiful," he said. "Flawless. I could easily imagine seeing specimens like this shopping on Gregoron-18, in the Glass Leaf Oronium."

Talon laughed. "What do you know about Gregoron-18?" she asked, as if the Bearkin couldn't possibly have set foot in the poshest shopping district on the most beautiful world in the inner sector.

"Oh, just one of those places. Only the finest ladies, and gents, of course. Everyone is youthful looking, tanned, laughing. Wealthy," He trailed off as he saw Bonnie's face through the glass of her canister, and he looked at it closely as it passed.

"Well, I assure you these girls are dirt natives from the Earth homeworld. Don't let their appearance fool you. They wouldn't know a nebula from a red giant. Hmm, except this one," she said, waving a hand at Josie's capsule. "She's familiar with astronomy and biology, and some of our science fiction authors."

As they spoke, the robots wheeled Josie down the airlock into Chester's craft.

"Heinlein, Herbert?" Chester asked.

Talon nodded. "She refers to them often. Quotes them."

"Mm, a wise one. Well, it matters little I suppose. I won't be opening any of these capsules. What would that make me?" he said with a chuckle. "Now, you on the other hand, take care. Don't get too lonely out here."

With little left to say and no desire to tarry long, Chester left the outpost. Soon he was headed full speed to the next wormhole. He had over a dozen stops to make before he was scheduled to reach Serra-5. It would take about 20 cycles. It was his routine, but it was so much sweeter now that he had two Alhani slaves on board.

Once they were underway, he called them to his cabin.

"Now Macy, Leifa," Chester said, seriously. "I must insist that you not touch any of these stasis capsules. These girls are to remain in stasis for the rest of the voyage. They are prisoners, really. You don't want to let them tear around this ship trying to escape, because they could easily get themselves into an air lock, press the wrong button, and get tossed. Promise me, girls," said Chester.

They both nodded and beamed at him innocently. Nevertheless, they were curious about girls in stasis capsules. It wasn't long after they started peering into the glass that they noticed one of the girls had a long, thick penis. When they saw it, it seemed to react by moving. This made them very, very curious. However the Avashai were also very obedient and they agreed to avoid the stasis capsules.

Four of the girls were fast asleep, unconscious, and undreaming. Renee however was not fully asleep. Her symbiont was in phase 2, and giving her sweet, sexually charged dreams. It grew hard and stayed hard and Renee's dreams were ones of youthful girls playing with handsome boys, together on sandy beaches, or rolling in the bed together. Of girls lavishing kisses on a boy's hard cock. On and on she dreamed.

***

Loki was a tall gorgonite, a powerful creation who had lived for about a hundred Earth years. He was seven feet tall and built with a muscular human male physique. He had straight platinum hair that ran down well past his broad shoulders. His skin was a very pale, pinkish-yellow armor that consisted of tightly bonded layers of polycarbon fiber and metallic protein. His slanted eyes were emerald green.

He was old by space pirate standards, but he was cunning and strong. That, and the fact that he spent a great deal of time laying low on Earth made him a great survivor.

He had once been a kind of marauder, a pirate who had plundered several cargo vessels. He was wanted for his many slayings and stranding of both fleet and commercial cargo crews. His ruthlessness and unpredictable attacks had made for him a reputation as a murdering monster, scourge of the space lanes.

That was not how he saw himself. Sure, he had allowed himself to act without compassion many times, but it was nothing personal. He would someday write a great tome about humanity, about their aversion to change and discomfort, and their capability to endure suffering. About their pursuit of security and safety, and their propensity to steal, disenfranchise, and inflict pain on others.

He had no ambition but to witness human beings in distress, and no physical wants to interfere with his activities. Neither laws nor his own conscience restrained his impulses. He was considered by many to be defective, by others, insane. However, he did have a drive and a pattern, although few chose to recognize it. Loki created chaos everywhere he went.

Chaos was not his goal. It was one of his research tools. It let him get a glimpse of the human soul that lay beneath the hard veneer of lifestyle and routine.

The first thing Loki set out to do was create mass chaos. After a while though, he learned all that he could from causing disasters and death. He had stalked the halls of a half-devastated ship and watched the survivors scrap it out for their survival. Until finally there was only one soulless individual left.

Later his recollections of his involvement in this episode would haunt him. On that day, he cursed his creator for having equipped him with the capacity to regret.

Because he still had more research to do.

He came to prefer the chaos that was dealt out in tiny single-serve portions.

So it came to be that Loki spent some of his time on Earth, even though his meddling had caused Behtorian authorities to take notice. They had forbidden him to be there.

He easily evaded Behtorian agents who tried to track him. They could not apprehend him without massive collateral damage, and even then his escape was all too likely. Despite his crimes, they had all but given up their pursuit. He came and went as he pleased.

The city was his home. Not just New York, but Las Vegas, and Bangkok too. He had done a lot of work as a pimp. It was a line of work that put him in contact with some of the crudest, lowest forms of life on Earth.

After thirty years of being a pimp, Loki had enough material to write a definitive work on human garbage. He had finally begun to lose interest in being a pimp. Besides, he had been waiting for something to happen, and it had not. He had to check with the man in the curio shop. Without saying goodbye to his girls, he vanished.

He teleported to Chinatown, Manhattan. Loki was familiar with the streets. He went to the old curio shop -- the same one Nina had visited. Bells jingled as he opened the door and walked inside.

An old Chinese man stood behind the counter. His narrow, almost closed eyes and creased face was difficult to read, but Loki got straight to the point.

"Do you remember me, old man?" he asked, in perfect Cantonese.

The store clerk nodded. Of course, everyone remembered Loki. He looked like he belonged in a wrestling ring or on stage with KISS. He wore a tight, rubbery black body suit underneath an full array of armor pads from his collar to his shins. His armor looked like leather, colored black and yellow. Chrome metal spikes and studs ran along his epaulets, collar, wrists, and legs. His jaundiced skin tone looked like makeup. He carried no bag or satchel.

"Did you sell it?" Loki continued.

The shopkeeper did not reply.

"Who did you give it to? Can you describe them to me?" This time, Loki placed a folded wad of large bills on the table.

The old man was afraid of what Loki would do to him, but he was an old man. He was at peace with himself. Why lose that peace by telling this brutish barbarian anything that might lead him to the lovely young girl who had bought it?

"Did you at least do as I instructed? You waited for a beautiful customer, correct? I did not want it sold to some fat fuck."

The old man remained mute, with his hands tucked into his sleeves and folded in front of his stomach. Loki concentrated and reached out with his mind, attempting to read the old man's mind. It was like trying to see through a waterfall, noisy and rushing with almost panic-like fear.

Loki bared his teeth and let out a deep breath. He was beginning to get impatient, and he did not want to make it difficult for the old man. After all, he was beginning to like the old man. He almost never ran into humans who were willing, or even able, to defy him.

"You no longer have it," Loki deduced. "Okay then. Good. How long ago did you sell it?" He walked up to the counter and looked the man in the eyes. His sharp eyes focused in, reading his every tremor and twitch.

The old man began trembling. His lips quivered but remained mute.

"I'm not going to hurt her, I'm not even going to care. Look old man, you're dealing with something here that you do not understand!"

"Take your money!" the old man said, trembling. "You're sick!"

Loki was impressed. In his campaign to terrorize the crews of shipping vessels, he had witnessed untold thousands of cowardly acts. This dirt worlder, however, was showing some spine.

For a stranger.

"Every man has a price," he said in English.

He reached into a belt pouch and withdrew packs of yuan, baht, and hundred dollar bills. He pulled more money out of a pocket on his tricep. He pulled several wads of bills from a pocket on his thigh. He placed all of this Earth money -- much of it his earnings from pimping -- on the table.

"I like you," Loki said, once more switching to Cantonese. He began arranging the bills into neat stacks, parallel and aligned. As he did so, he continued, "There are many who say whatever they have to just to save their skins. This amount of money here will not change your life much, old man. Because well, that's all but at an end at this point. It can help your family though. Now, don't worry, this is real money. I'm not coming back for it either.

"I think she must have been very pretty," Loki went on. "The love at first sight type. How long ago was she here?" He placed his big-gauntleted hand over the stack of money. "I'm not going to hurt her. I'm going to help her."

"W-w-week ago," the old man whined and stammered.

"She never came back?"

"No."

"Old man, she," Loki sighed. "Never mind. You just take this here. If I ever do run across her," he said, turning to leave, "I'll help her. She must have been something else. Eh, old man?"

The old geezer nodded. "Beautiful," he uttered. He pictured Nina in his mind as best he could remember. Her bobbed black hair and slender neck. Her ripe, large breasts. Her curvy hips and perfect legs. Her caramel cheeks and carefree smile.

As the man's fear passed and his mind became more relaxed, Loki began to read his thoughts more clearly. It was blurry, but he gained some idea of what Nina looked like.

There was nothing more to do or say, and Loki felt no desire to visit abuse upon the old man. So Loki walked out of the store and down a narrow alleyway. Once out of view, he teleported up to the skies above the big city and began to hover. In a city this big, there was no way for him to ever track Nina down. The symbiont should have popped up by now anyway, in some nightclub or sex show.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 05



There was one spoilsport who could have nipped his fun in the bud, and that was Talon. Loki teleported up to the moon base.

It was night on Talon's side of the moon. Loki hovered in the vacuum of space just outside Talon's moon base outpost. The first thing he noticed was that the adjoining holding area he had broken out of had been bulldozed to one side, where it was a small pile of twisted polycarbon plates. A new holding area had been built, one that was much larger.

Loki peered into the view ports of Talon's control room and thought he saw some porno playing on her screens. The screens suddenly went blank and the view ports went opaque.

"Busted again," Loki chuckled, teleporting just as the autocannons silently erupted, spraying his former location with high intensity beams.

He materialized inside Talon's control room, a thin smile on his face.

"Lieutenant, the space pirate Loki is inside --" the computer chirped.

"She can see that," Loki interrupted.

Talon's skintight body suit was open and hanging loosely around her hips. Her large, supple breasts rested freely, looking disproportionately large against her narrow waist and slender shoulders. Loki leered at her casually.

She grabbed her blaster from her desk and fired at Loki, but he teleported again. He appeared behind her in the same instant. He was so quick she didn't have time to react. He gripped her neck with one hand and her blaster arm's wrist with the other.

"Lieutenant, the teleportation dampers are not operational. Loki sabotaged them during his last escape," the computer reported. Talon heard the words, but she was too busy choking to react. She tried to scratch his fingers, but they were harder than steel.

She was blacking out. Her arms grew limp, and the blaster dropped slowly to the floor.

He could have crushed her neck and killed her, but he was after something more.

"Don't panic, reinforcements are on the way!" the computer's voice chattered.

The airlock opened and her robots appeared in the entrance, all their dark tentacles whipping out at Loki in a desperate bid to save Talon.

Using his free hand, Loki pointed his fingertips at the robots. Green beams shot out, melting the tentacles into nothingness and cutting smoking holes through the robots' torsos.

Loki released his grip on Talon's neck, and she floated to the ground, hacking and coughing.

Meanwhile the computer chatter continued. "Lieutenant, grab the blaster, it's right next to your hand!"

In a last ditch effort, Talon grabbed the blaster. She mustered all the speed and strength that remained in her oxygen-starved muscles, and leaped off towards the far corner of the room. On the way, she did a half somersault and fired wildly at Loki. He merely sidestepped, and her shots left two inch black craters in the polycarbon steel floor.

Then he pointed his glowing green fingertips at Talon, who was aiming back at him with her blaster as she landed.

"Station's computer," Loki said calmly but with clear irritation, "One more word on her behalf and I will permanently deactivate you when I leave."

Talon ran for cover behind the open air lock doors, hiding in the shadows amidst the smoldering remains of her robots. She cranked up the power on her blaster to max. Then as she crouched behind one of the destroyed robots, she aimed at him.

"What do you want?!" she called, pointing her blaster at the advancing space criminal.

He stopped walking and canted his hips, smiling provocatively. He was a sitting duck.

She hesitated and then fired. The brilliant orange plasma bolt should have hit his face just down and to the right of his nose, but it was neutralized by his force field.

She shot a few more times, wildly. One went over his shoulder, the others straight at his chest. His shield blocked them all, even the one that missed. Talon gasped and coughed uncontrollably.

"My dear, you have that thing turned up awfully high," he chided. "If you had hit the wall behind me you would be choking harder than what I just put you through."

"I think you need to learn a lesson, because you continue to underestimate me."

"I said, what do you want?!" she screamed. She worked her body suit up until it covered her fully, and it self-tightened over her upper body.

"How can we have a conversation when you keep firing those awful plasma bolts everywhere?" he sneered condescendingly.

"I'll never surrender!" she cried, doing her best to sound fierce.

She was suddenly aware that Loki was behind her once more, his strong hands grabbing her. He snatched her blaster as well, and crumpled it in his fist like aluminum foil. Grabbing both wrists, he carried her bodily back into the command room.

"I could snap the bones in your forearms right now. Would you like to know what that feels like?"

He squeezed her forearms and Talon sobbed with pain. Her struggling ceased immediately.

"I didn't think so," he said.

Loki grinned. "Computer, resume video." He gave Talon's arm a slight twist and she gritted her teeth.

"Computer? I said, resume video. The video that Lieutenant Talon was watching before I rudely interrupted." He waited a moment. "Just pick it up where she left off, I would love to see what part Talon was enjoying."

The video started showing on just the two main view screens, of Renee screwing Nina in a shower. Both were in the throes of ecstasy. "Oh, oh!" Renee's voice played crystal clear through the audio ports. "I'm cumming! Now, now!" Nina pulled off of Renee's cock just then and grabbed it with both hands as it spurted. She jerked Renee off as she came, blasting Nina's tanned face and breasts with cum.

"The symbiont!" Loki recognized it immediately. He saw Nina as well and suspected that she was the one who bought it at the store.

He watched more of the video. Nina had been showered with cum, and she rubbed it into her skin and then enfolded Renee's cock in her D cup tits. Nina bounced her tits up and down around her shaft and soon coaxed another huge load of cum out of Renee. It sprayed up all over Nina's face.

They changed positions again, this time getting into a 69.

"Very, very nice, I approve," Loki said, rubbing Talon's ass with one hand while his other arm kept her immobilized. He looked her in the eyes, their faces just inches apart. She was stoic and beautiful, trying to mask her rage and fear. His eyes were searching, penetrating. She felt a dozen emotions, from loathing to loneliness.

How delightful. He would play some more.

He turned his attention back to the viewscreens. The girl getting fucked looked like the girl the curio shop owner had thought of. She certainly was an uncommonly beautiful girl.

"That is quite a dick she has," Loki said, referring to Renee. "That does not look like Earth gravity. Moon gravity, perhaps? Oh, wait, they were here?" Loki walked through the logic slowly, making a show of how he already had deduced that Talon knew much about these girls.

"Where did you find a girl like that? How long were they here?" he asked.

"I'm alone here, you know that," Talon quipped.

"Tell me the whole truth. Lies do not become a pretty creature such as you."

Talon's face grew red. She concentrated on blocking his mind reading.

"Computer, care to help Talon out here?" He reached up, his fingers tugging at the back of her collar, his arms still pinning her chest against his.

"Get your hands off of me!" Talon screamed. Loki was tugging at her skintight suit, threatening to rip it off of her back.

"Cooperate with me," Loki said with a calm smile. Taking another glance at her command console, he noticed a vibrator resting on the floor near her chair. "Why Talon, my sweet! Why are you struggling?" He groped her and felt her moisture seeping through the fabric of her suit. She kicked and struggled but he groped her even more insistently.

"You're drenched!" he marveled. "You're soaked right through your suit. This isn't on my account, I suppose. I do apologize for interrupting your happy time. Now that I'm here though, perhaps I can be of service. Let's try to recapture the mood. Computer, play some more of that porn. Have any more from that batch she was just watching?"

Talon shot him a furious look like she wished he was dead.

"Are you mad at me for the way I left last time? Alright, I apologize. Let's make up."

Just then more of the recordings of Renee and the other prisoners fucking started showing. Loki watched. Talon struggled.

"You know, Lieutenant, I would enjoy a young, feisty fleet officer such as yourself from time to time," he said. "If you keep struggling, I don't know what I'm going to do with myself--"

"You better not rape me!!" she screamed.

"Rape? Oh no. I've been called a masochist before, but--"

"Rapist!" she screamed.

"--but I hardly thought that was justified. Then or now," he went on. "Just tell me about these girls and the Alhani symbiont."

She shut her eyes and mouth and turned her face away from him.

Riipppppp!

Loki tore Talon's clothes off from the back of her collar all the way down her back. He gripped her by the neck and held her at arm's length and then tore away the front of her skin suit; leggings and all were pulled off her body.

"Oh yes, I have been around dirt natives too long," he grinned, leering at her naked flesh. "Some of my girls were pretty amazing though, I have to admit." He turned his head to her console chair. "Now, computer," he said, annoyance creeping into his voice, "I won't ask you again. Tell me everything about the girls and the symbiont."

He drew Talon into his arms again, pressing her bare breasts against his metallic skin. Pinned as she was and too tired to fight, she gave up struggling. The computer methodically related all of the events that took place regarding Renee and her friends to Loki over the speakers, so that Talon could hear it as well. The computer used images and diagrams to enhance the report. Loki took it all in, smiling. Mainly he learned that the girls had stayed imprisoned in the moon base's holding facility for four Earth days. Another two Earth days ago, the Amphitryon came by to pick them up. They were to be delivered directly to Serra-5.

"Holy smokes!" he said in mock seriousness. He was grinning a huge smile as he put Talon down, and she wondered what he was up to. "This is turning out to be a grand, grand experiment! Now, I have so enjoyed some of this porn of yours, Talon. Do you think I might get a copy of the rest of it for myself maybe? You know these things are much more properly viewed in private, if you know what I mean? Solo?"

He chuckled at his own joke as his internal databanks filled with the data from the computer's wireless signal. He released Talon and she fled, hiding herself in the polycarbon storage hold.

A moment later, Loki's voice crackled over the station's speakers. "Good bye, Lieutenant Talon!" he called. He was gone an instant later.

***

Lady Vera was a powerful and well connected gorgonite. Her maker had brought her online solely for the purpose of being the headmistress of Pleasure Castle. In that she had done an excellent job, for seven millennia.

She was in regular contact with the decision-making, request-routing hub of the Behtorian government known simply as the Matrix. Like Loki, her brain was capable of wireless data transfers and requests, and used this power to make a request regarding Renee's symbiont.

In order to remove the symbiont, Renee had to abstain from sex for three to seven days. Lady Vera reasoned that if Renee was currently a prisoner, why not keep her chained to a table and start the clock on that time? She reviewed the specs of Renee's symbiont type, and at last submitted a detailed request to the Matrix.

The Matrix reviewed reports of docking/undocking and the Amphitryon's patrol schedule in order to determine the star system near which the Amphitryon was located. With that information at hand, the Matrix transmitted the data to the nearest wormhole transmitter, which in turn sent signals through a series of wormholes until it arrived near its intended recipient.

When Captain Chester got the order, he scowled. The care and feeding of an awake prisoner was not only unsettling, it would also cut into his leisure time. With Leifa and Macy on board, this was some of the best leisure time he had ever spent while on patrol, or ever would. Then he brightened up, when he realized that for the most part he could let the ships' medical robot act as Renee's nurse and caretaker.

Renee had been dreaming erotic dreams for weeks when she was brought back to full consciousness. When she found herself in a dreary closet of a room restrained to her bed, waited on by a clumsy robotic nurse, she screamed and cried for several minutes.

Despite her loud cries, no one came to her assistance. After she was done sobbing Renee realized she had nothing but time on her hands. Soon she began to piece together what cruel machinations had been put in motion against her. She deduced that she was to be chained to this table while they waited for the symbiont to come off.

It seemed like hours and perhaps a day or more that she laid there, seen to only by an unspeaking nurse robot.

She had nothing but time to think to herself.

By the time that agonizing cycle had gone by, she had cried a thousand tears and cursed her life a hundred times. She had turned to God and to the devil, and back, a dozen times.

She had wished she never met Nina a million times, but only for Nina's sake. She didn't even know if Nina was alive or dead, back on Earth, or on the ship somewhere else, possibly the moon?

Two strange looking girls walked into the doorway to her room. She couldn't fathom what they were doing there, but their appearance was fascinating. They had white skin with sporty black markings along their arms, legs, and sides. Mostly the markings followed a path along the outer sides of their limbs. The other stunning thing about them was their hair, or lack thereof. One had little green pigtails protruding from an otherwise bald head. The other had a tiny ponytail. Neither hair ornament was more than a few inches long.

That they had smooth, slender bodies, skin so perfect it reminded her of plastic. Their eyes were beautiful and inquisitive, their lips were full and pouty. They walked into the room, and as they approached, Renee's eyes darted to their crotches. Their bare vaginas were clearly visible.

Renee's first assumption was that these creatures had come to somehow forcibly remove the symbiont. She screamed, and would not listen to either girl's soft spoken words until they mentioned "your friends."

"Where are my friends?!" Renee demanded.

"They are on this ship, in stasis," Macy said.

"Can I see them? Where's Nina? Hey, let me out!" Renee said.

"We are not your captors. We cannot free you," said Macy.

"We are Alhani sex slaves!" giggled Leifa, appearing to be quite pleased with herself.

"Alhani? So you guys are aliens." She couldn't believe it, but the two girls certainly had an odd look to them. White skin with severely black markings around the sides of their heads, shoulders, and legs. It was odd, to say the least. Renee felt her adrenaline begin pumping.

"Aliens?" The Avashai looked at each other, then at Renee. Then they screamed with hysterical laughter. Renee waited a moment for the girls to collect themselves.

"Oh my," Macy panted. "Just like the movies."

"She called us aliens!" Leifa squealed, rolling on the floor and they both erupted in peals of laughter once more.

"What's an alien?" Macy gasped, and soon the two Alhani were in fits again. "Okay, okay," Macy smiled, patting Leifa lightly on the hand. "It wasn't that funny."

Renee felt a little embarrassed, and she tried to recover some face. "Yet, um, you look so, human?" she added haltingly.

Indeed, their faces were classic beauty. The facial features of the one with the ponytail (Macy) were similar to those of Dana Perino. Leifa's face reminded Renee of Diana Swain.

Finally Leifa stopped giggling and Macy found her composure. "Okay. Uh, where were we?"

"Aliens!" Leifa giggled in response.

"Shhh!" Macy admonished her. She turned once more to Renee and asked, "You don't know anything about the galaxy, do you?"

"Well, I heard there's a lot of humans in space," she hesitated, "And, uh, you tell me," she quickly concluded.

Macy took the lead. "Yes, there are a lot of humans in the galaxy. Humans have been spreading throughout the galaxy since they were first discovered." Macy cocked her head to one side and looked up, as if to imagine many star systems out there. "There's human colonies on many thousands of worlds, but hundreds of billions of humans live around a few major systems in particular. Medius, Debian, Cassina Prime--"

"What? How?" Renee murmured in bewilderment.

"A long time ago, some expedition landed on Earth and grabbed up a large sample of humans. It was a common thing a long time ago -- to collect intelligent species."

"When is a long time ago?" asked Renee, shocked. Nothing like this was in the history books.

"It was at least a hundred and seventy fluxes ago," Macy responded.

"Wait - how long is a flux?" Renee asked.

Leifa and Macy looked at each other. "How much is a flux in years?" Macy asked.

"What do I know about Earth years?" Leifa replied. "A flux spans several normal human lifetimes, end to end."

"Although, a Methuselah can outlast a flux," Macy added, and Leifa nodded.

The Alhani slaves were at a loss over how to measure and describe the time span to Renee. Had they checked their references, they would have found that a Behtorian flux measures 823.2 Earth years. Mankind had been plucked from obscurity some 140,000 years ago.

"Anyway," Macy went on, "Humans have done very well for themselves in the Galaxy. There's just many hundreds of billions of Behtorian humans, which occupy this quadrant of the galaxy -- you know, where Earth is."

"You have billions of humans over in Nogi and Peatez too, although they speak another language." Leifa added.



"Another language? Why does everyone seem to speak English?"

"Every human here in the Behtorian quadrant speaks English. Well, we call it Behtor common, or just Human." Macy explained. "Behtor's common language IS English! Why? Well, a long time ago when humans came to space, only a few tribes were brought to space. They spoke only their silly tribal dialects. Those languages lacked many, many words. So in addition to their hunter and forager tongue, they tried to learn the common language of the galactic hegemony at the time, but--"

"They struggled with it because it was not a human tongue!" Leifa finished.

"Excellent, Leifa. Do you remember the name of the language?"

"Bul'thalyitvispfaka!" Leifa replied with breathless excitement.

Macy nodded. "That's right."

Leifa beamed brightly as Macy continued her explanation to Renee.

"Well, humans spent a long time in space as a kind of slave race. Slowly over time they earned their own property, even ships and space stations. It took a long time, and they struggled because they lacked property and many were only semi-literate. Finally they decided they needed to learn a human language. Any language. They decided to search for a human language. Eventually they realized they would have to send an expedition to their home world and learn a new language from scratch."

"That person was Behtor. Some seven thousand years ago, he learned some of Earth's tongues by living there. He grew wise and crafty in his thinking. He amassed much wealth and a mighty fleet, and challenged the decadent galactic hegemony.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 05



"That revolution went on for for a hundred years, and Behtor not only succeeded in splintering the hegemony, but his descendants and heirs have overall continued to expand his area of influence since then, while maintaining peace within this, their quadrant."

"It sounds imperial," Renee said, remembering Bush and Cheney.

"Hmm," said Macy. "I would recommend you not call it imperial or an empire. Those are words that the Behtori see as pejorative," she advised. "Don't you agree? We prefer to call it a dynasty. Anyway, the fighting gradually subsided just a half a flux after some treaty arrangements were made with the neighboring sectors. The treaty acknowledged that Behtor controlled this quadrant of the galaxy and even allowed for buffer zones, which is very unusual in treaties.

"Long before he was granted these treaties, he was teaching his loyalists a human native language. After the treaty, he made it Behtor's common language."

"Why English?" Renee asked, confused. "English didn't sound like English seven thousand years ago."

"On Earth, civilizations rose and fell. Behtorians adopted new languages because as time passed, they wanted to hold on to that link with Earth. Sure it's tough but other hegemonic dynasties do the same thing. It helps Behtor stay competitive. Language is so important to the thinking process.

"The last time the House of Behtor decided to borrow a human language was only about four hundred years ago. They chose English. Before that, everyone in Behtor spoke Latin."

Renee's head was spinning. War? Language? Hegemony? "Why leave us there alone, ignorant to all this? Why make us blind to the truth out there!?"

"Well Renee, as you probably suspected, Earth is very important to a lot of humans in the galaxy. They don't want to live there, but they don't want it to be changed from its native state. Humans of Earth are supposed to be the stewards of their planet, to live there and scrap it out against all that filth and mess so that space humans can draw on your strengths and customs, without having to live in the dirt themselves."

Renee was confused. "But we're terrible stewards of the planet! Global warming, fossil fuels --"

Macy and Leifa burst out laughing. "Oh child," Macy sighed, catching her breath.

"I told you they believe that stuff!" Leifa preened. "I told you, I told you!" she sang, tauntingly.

No sense arguing, Renee thought as she politely refrained from further comment. "Okay. Um, what's a methuselah?" she asked. "Like, a vampire?"

"A methuselah is just a human who can live indefinitely. They change and augment their bodies and preserve their sentience through the ages. Most humans choose to live a shorter life, however."\

"Why?" Renee asked.

Macy shook her head. "The short answer? After about a century or two of happiness, happiness tends to lose meaning. There has to be something much much more, to drive that human's pursuits."

"Uh, so is Behtor still alive?" Renee asked.

Macy shook her head. "Few methuselahs choose to live much more than a flux or two. They grow very withdrawn and weary of the passage of time. It is said Behtor's involvement in the wars and the establishment of his dynasty sustained him for an extra half a flux or so, but in the end he too was satisfied, and decided it was time to leave."

Renee began to worry about Nina and the others. "Can you show me to my friends?"

Macy and Leifa looked at her. "Okay," Macy said although she seemed reluctant.

They walked out the door into a darkened hallway. In the next room on the right were a row of capsules. Macy hit a light panel and each was illuminated.

Renee let out a shrill squeak as she looked into the glass and made out the silhouette of Nina's slender, curved waist and buoyant breasts. She quickly bounded to it. "Oh my god is she okay? She's okay right?"

"Sure," said Leifa.

"She's okay like you, except she is in a deep sleep. She can't hear or see or even dream." Macy began to explain.

"I dreamed."

"She doesn't have the symbiont." replied Macy.

"We need to get her out. Now." Renee examined a small panel of buttons near the base of Nina's capsule. "I don't know what button I should press."

"Don't!" Leifa exclaimed. "You don't know what you're doing!"

"Am I going to hurt her if I press the wrong thing?" Renee asked. "Show me!"

The two Alhani looked at each other. "Renee, you are brave, but you are just going to have to trust us."

Renee turned to them. "Trust?" she asked, with a pause. "How can I trust you, when you won't let me free Nina from this thing??"

Leifa looked at Macy. "Nina! What a nice name!" she exclaimed, and Macy smiled and nodded.

"Sweetie," Macy said softly. "It's not allowed. We're all going to get in trouble if you do that."

Just then, the ship's medical robot rounded the corner.

"It's the MR, we're busted!" Leifa hissed.

Renee looked dumbly at the bulky robot as it wheeled into the room. A row of lights across the upper part of its cylindrical body gave the impression of a visored helm. Two eight-foot arm stalks ran from the top of the wheel base, and curved down in front of the robot. The arms and clunky looking body reminded Renee of the dark metal automatons that had abducted her in the first place.

The robot quickly rolled forward and the arms extended out to grab Renee's wrists. A drugged needle punctured Renee's skin, painlessly. Numbness quickly spread from that location and Renee's vision blurred, then went black.

A normal human would have been sedated for at least an hour, but Renee was already shaking the effects of the drug after five minutes. By then, she was back on the table where she first woke, restrained and unable to get up.

The medical robot wheeled out of the room and the two Alhani walked in. Renee tried to break her bonds but they were far too strong. As she beheld the two beautiful creatures, a sense of betrayal caused her face to burn and bitter tears to stream down her cheeks.

She felt her mouth, dry. Her tongue, thick and heavy. Her composure fled from her completely. She sobbed and wept.

"We're sorry Renee," said Macy. "We want to help you but--"

Renee sobbed loudly, and Macy raised her voice.

"We cannot rebel against the Captain. Even now the medical robot is going to go report this incident to him." Macy waited but Renee just kept crying. "If possible, we will do what ever we can to ease your loneliness during the next few cycles."

"Now, we better go!" Leifa urged. The two disappeared down the hall.

***

Chester heard news of what had happened and then the Avashai gave their side of the story. They explained that the prisoner was lonely and bored and how inhumane they felt her treatment was. In fact they insisted that they be allowed to keep Renee company and help her through this frightening and difficult ordeal.

Chester had his orders, however. Ultimately he offered that the medical robot keep her constant company instead. Macy and Leifa assented, and asked to be excused to his stateroom. They seemed rather cold and aloof all of a sudden.

Chester didn't worry too much. After all, they worshiped him and fought over him constantly. If that wasn't enough, he was the only game in town -- Renee was off limits, and all the other crew were in stasis. He was certain Macy and Leifa would come crawling back to him.

Sure enough, several hours later they came back, asking him to forgive them. They offered to satisfy his every sexual craving right there in the cockpit. They peeled off his clothes. They sucked his cock and then straddled it, bouncing up and down.

However, Chester felt a lacking in the exuberance of his two lovely sex slaves. It was nothing he could criticize, because they were engaged, vigorous, and they certainly came. However there was a certain element of their behavior that he could not quite define -- perhaps their way of making each sex session different somehow -- perhaps simply a decrease in the amount of amari they used. Either way, it was was more than a decrease. Something was entirely gone.

After he came he felt like a used firecracker. They thanked him cordially and headed to the air lock as usual, to wash up.

Captain Chester was a self-assured Bearkin, and he never before allowed women to manipulate him. This time was different, and he decided it was time he made an exception. Wasn't it worth it? He reasoned that it was. He had less than 150 cycles left to enjoy these two Avashai. He didn't want pass that up because he had to be the bad guy and enforce some ridiculously stringent orders. No, the frivolous machinations coming out of Serra-5 would not stand between him and his borrowed sex goddesses.

Knowing that they would be taking their time in the shower, he waited an hour. Then he called them back into his room..

"Macy, Leifa," he began, calling to them as they walked through the airlock. "Forgive me."

They quickly came back to his side and huddled around him. "You win," he added. "Take care of the girl, Renee, only. Don't take the others out of stasis. See to Renee as much as you like. Just don't give up on this old Bearkin. Okay?"

They squealed with delight, laughed and threw their arms around him, kissing his fur. As they raced out the back hatch, Chester was relieved to know that he had won their favor once more.

Life was short, Chester reasoned. Besides, he had his sentry robot to "chaperone" the other stasis capsules. What could go wrong?

***

Renee languished on the table, helpless to escape her bonds. She knew exactly what was going on. She had once threatened her symbiont that she would chain herself to a wall to get rid of it.

Well, now some aliens who wanted to take it from her had essentially done just that. Well, she wasn't going to give it up without a fight.

The loneliness and fear was already taking its toll, and Renee was talking to herself aloud.

"What was it that Besseda had said. I have to convince it that I'm no longer going to have sex, right?" Renee chuckled. "No way. Good luck with that. When those Alhani slaves come back, I'm, mmm," she sighed and moaned to herself. The very thought of them caused her to visualize an Avashai orgy. What would they be like? How would their bodies interact with her Alhani symbiont? They had promised to comfort her, had they not?

The ship hummed monotonously. The medical robot kept its silent, motionless vigil in the corner. 

Renee pictured what those Avashai would look like riding her. As she visualized their bodies and awaited their arrival, her cock began to get hard.

Renee enjoyed the feeling of her arousal. She kept imagining naughty thoughts, fantasizing about the symbiont, and the Avashai, and Nina. As she closed her eyes and turned the images over in her mind, her cock became engorged.

She sensed someone enter the room and she opened her eyes. Macy and Leifa walked through the doorway. Renee blinked in disbelief.

The two sex slaves' eyes went to Renee's engorged cock. "Oh my, is that a present for me?" Macy joked, gazing with delight at Renee's throbbing member.

"Here, let me free you," Leifa said. She pressed a button near Renee's ankle and Renee's restraints retracted into the fixtures in the table. Renee sat up.

The girls all looked at Renee's hard cock as it throbbed and a large drop of precum formed at the tip.

"Can I? May I?" Renee nervously asked as she reached out to touch Macy's breast with her fingertips.

"Yes," Macy smiled, laughing and pressing her breast into Renee's palm.

"Don't be nervous," Leifa softly whispered, pushing her breasts up against Renee's shoulder. "Macy, she's sooo horny. We need to do her now!" Leifa took Renee's hand and began licking Renee's fingers.

"What is your favorite position?" Macy asked in a soft, gentle voice.

Renee honestly never thought much about that. She had only had her cock for a short while, and most of that time was in low gravity. What would she do with two girls besides?

"What is your favorite hole?" Leifa asked, a light giggle in her voice. "Is it anal?" Leifa leaned close to Renee, brushing Renee's earlobe with her tongue. "I love anal. It's my favorite." As Leifa's breath touched her, Renee felt icy heat spread from her ear, making her more horny. Her dick was standing on end, and about a foot in length.

Leifa turned and pointed her perfect ass toward Renee. Her skin was white with a wide band of black that wrapped around her hips like a belt, with a white triangle in the middle. Above the "belt" on either side of her spine were two long stripes that tapered into points.

Her pussy was white as paper and glistening wet. 

Renee sat up and began to caress Leifa's skin. She wanted to touch it and see what it was like. It was warm and smooth and flawless, and otherwise felt just like human skin. She began to caress the stripes on either side of Leifa's spine, up and down.

Leifa began to shudder a bit. "Mmm," she moaned. "I could really go for some reverse cowgirl." She squatted above Renee, and Renee guided her cock head towards Leifa's pussy. Leifa lowered herself onto it carefully.

Renee felt at first a familiar stretch of hot, wet pussy. As she pushed deeper, she felt as though her cock was really going deep into Leifa.

"Whoa!!" Renee said with surprise as she buried her cock to the hilt inside Leifa. Unlike other pussies she had up to now, she did not hit a roof inside Leifa.

"What is it?" Leifa asked.

"How deep are you, oh fuuuuck! Oh, ooooh, I'm so deep in you!" Renee moaned.

"You like that?" Leifa grinned. "Now, let's get started." Without further warning, Leifa's cushiony inner walls squeezed and undulated along the entire length of Renee's cock. Renee gasped and moaned.

Leifa let out a passionate moan and began sliding up and down Renee's shaft.

Macy leaned in between them and began licking Renee's nipples. Renee felt a tingling sensation wherever Macy's tongue touched her. After slathering her breasts with saliva, Renee's entire chest felt hot and tingly.

Renee felt lust welling up inside her. Leifa was slowly rising and falling on her cock. Renee noticed how Leifa's body responded when she stroked the stripes on her back, so she resumed caressing them, and Leifa's pussy clenched even more tightly and aggressively.

Macy's tongue was licking her chest all over, setting her skin ablaze with hot sensations.

Macy slowly brought her lips closer to Renee's, until they gently touched in a kiss. As they kissed, Macy's tongue snaked into Renee's mouth, saturating it with saliva. Renee was overcome for a few seconds as many strange feelings washing over her. Sex with aliens. Granted, it was a little weird, but she had her own cock, and that was weird too. Weird, but perfect, and oh so pleasurable.

Something in Macy's saliva was a drug, Renee realized. She had absorbed it everywhere she had been licked, and now she could feel the warm, light feeling from her head to her toes. The urgent desire to fuck was making her head spin.

Macy finally pulled away from their kiss, and moved around the table so that she was crouched between Renee's legs. Her long tongue snaked out and wrapped around Renee's balls.

Oh, fuck.

Leifa was bucking and riding Renee hard and fast. She was taking Renee in as deep as she could with each stroke. Renee longed for the feeling of her cock butting up against Leifa's cervix, but there seemed nothing there to hit.

After all those hot and sexy dreams, Renee felt her orgasm building towards the inevitable climax. Moments later she let out a cry of pleasure that echoed down the steel hallways of the ship. Her cum inundated Leifa as she spurted her load deep inside the sex slave.

She felt her cock grow harder and longer. Leifa felt it too, and moaned with pleasure as it slid even deeper, and the shaft pressed fuller against her pussy walls.

"My turn," Macy softly said to Leifa. Leifa got off Renee, and Renee saw that she had indeed reached phase 2. Her cock was now some 18 inches long and about three plus inches thick.

Renee felt relaxed and somewhat satisfied, only her raging hard on seemed to want more. She lay back and watched and wondered what Macy was going to do. Macy held Renee's cock with both hands, stroking and kissing it.

"Do you like oral sex?" Macy asked.

Renee stuttered incoherently. If her cock was not going to shrink to fit, it was not going to fit in Macy's mouth, period. What came out instead was, "Ooohhh shsh hya hoyl maybeh."

Macy smiled as she read the expression on Renee's face. Then she turned and looked at her cock. She positioned herself on the table as if she were about to begin a 69, opened her mouth wide, and began to try to take the massive meat into her mouth. Her teeth retracted and her jaw opened wide. Impossible as it seemed, she took the head entirely into her mouth. She shook her head a little as she wiggled forward on the massive meat. Sure enough the girl -- the creature -- was working the cock into the back of her mouth and down her throat. In moments the deep throat demonstration was well underway, with Macy's wet lips wrapped tightly around the root of Renee's cock.

Macy's aphrodisiac saliva coated every inch of Renee's cock and the powerful drugs worked their way into Renee's bloodstream.

Now, Alhani physiology internally is very different from humans. Their digestive system is a short tract that proceeds in a more or less straight line from their mouth to their anus. It is lined with an intricate and complex system of muscles. Only a small compartment adjoining this conduit allows them to trap and absorb nutrients -- should they decide to eat at all.



Although powerful muscles throughout could squeeze any foreign objects out with deft ease, Alhani are also able to rinse this tract out with water from a shower or hose. This convenient flushing along with their lack of need to eat frequently made Avashai bodies very clean and sanitary.



Renee did not yet know about the avashai cleansing ritual but she could tell they were both flawless and clean. It was clear that they were built to fuck some truly big hulking cocks as well, because Macy was deep throating her 18 inches with confident ease. Her long tongue was gripping and stroking the base of Renee's cock inside Macy's warm, wet mouth.

Leifa faced the table and leaned against it, and rubbed her smooth ass cheek with one hand. "There, see? We can deep throat your big, hard cock."

Renee nodded, gasping with pleasure.

"Now, are you going to fuck my ass or not? Please?" Leifa reached back with both hands to spread her ass cheeks for Renee.

Renee could not comply, she just grunted as Macy began sucking her even harder. Renee had never felt the pleasurable contractions of an Avashai's deep throat. Macy's neck itself seemed to have increased in diameter to accommodate Renee's massive girth, and yet she silently stuffed Renee's meat staff deeper and deeper. It was so deep it was past the bottom of her rib cage, and yet, Macy had it down there, and her inner walls were contracting around it, all the way to the tip and beyond. What was even more amazing was that Macy seemed to be really enjoying it.

Renee saw the base of her shaft impossibly thick, and Macy's mouth slowly taking in the last few inches. Macy's jaw seemed to dislocate and her mouth opened even wider. Renee felt her using her eight inch tongue to lick hers balls, applying a concentrated dose of amari.

That was it, Renee realized. Whoever had created these girls had designed creatures capable of deep throat perfection. Renee felt Macy's wet walls contracting all around her shaft. She squeezed her throbbing cock in defined waves that moved up and down Renee's entire shaft. At first it felt like several lubricated hands all going back and forth. Then the waves in Macy's throat began moving in one direction, pulling and sucking Renee's cock down, deeper.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 05



Renee relaxed, closing her eyes as the intoxicating effect of Macy's amari reached higher and higher concentrations in her blood. She felt herself going over the edge, and she tilted her head back. She almost felt as though the heavens were opening up above her. As she did Macy's throat contractions switched direction without skipping a stroke.

The powerful contractions were pushing Macy's body off of Renee's cock. Leifa got behind Macy and pushed her back on.

"Grab her head!" Leifa urged. "Go ahead, fuck her face!"

Renee grabbed Macy's head and shoved her dick back in, deeper. She had to clasp her hands around Macy's neck and thrust viciously with her hips, but she managed to slip all the way back in again. She felt like she was endlessly plunging into a warm, soft waterfall of flesh. Macy's clenching throat kept washing waves of firm strokes against her cock, making it feel like she was penetrating deeper and deeper, faster and faster.

Renee came hard with a loud cry, inundating Macy's body with her copious, sticky load. Macy contracted her muscles even faster. Her contractions immediately carried the hot, milky fluid back up her throat. It filled her sither and inundated her mouth before finally blasting out of the corners of her sucking lips. The faster Renee came, the more cum sprayed and splattered out of all corners of Macy's mouth. It streamed and squirted out both nostrils and poured down from her face onto between Renee's shapely thighs.

Then Macy pulled off, turning to show Renee how her jaws locked back into their joints and her teeth came back into view. She smiled.

Renee was fascinated, and she smiled back in admiration and gratitude. Then she sensed that her cock was growing even more.

Renee's cock was now at phase 3. It was maybe a little over two feet long and four inches in diameter at the crown. The veiny shaft was also easily that thick.

"Oh, Macy, how much amari did you use?" asked Leifa. "Didn't you stop after a while?!"

"Oops," Macy said with a grin. "Look, she's okay."

Renee's mind was in a haze. She saw some blurry object in front of her face that looked like the ration bars she had been eating since she came aboard the vessel. She grabbed it and ate it in three bites, then grabbed the white thing next to it. It turned out to be Leifa's arm, and Leifa yanked it away just before Renee could bite it. Another few food bars appeared and she ate them. Her hunger subsided.

All she knew was she was spiraling out of control and Leifa was once more assuming the position, bending over the table. Renee thought she heard them beckoning her, but their voices echoed indistinctly in her ears. The next moment she was pushing her dripping cock head into Leifa from behind, guided firmly by Macy's hands.

"Unnggh!" groaned Leifa as she willed her anus to spread for Renee's monstrous girth.

"She loves it in the ass. It's what she was built for," Macy said. "Don't worry. Don't hold back. Fuck her. Fuck her ass hard!"

Renee's cock was four inches in diameter at least, and about as long as a baseball bat but with a slight upward curve. She had had to stand two steps back just to push her cock against the cleft between Leifa's cheeks.

She took a step forward and pushed her rock hard meat into Leifa, her whole cock head now fully inserted in Leifa's back door. Suddenly Leifa clamped down on Renee, so tight she could barely push in.

"Don't stop, don't hold back," Macy repeated. "Fuck her, she wants it deeper. She wants it all the way inside."

Renee pushed, but Leifa did not let her go any deeper.

"That's it, that's as far as it will go," Renee gasped, five inches deep in Leifa's butt. "I'm just too thick!"

"No, she's being a naughty slave." Macy decided. "You're going to have to force it in." Renee pushed again, but made very little progress.

"Alright," Macy said. "I'll help you because you seem like a nice girl. Too nice. You've got to get rough." She walked around to the side of the table opposite Renee and slapped Leifa hard across the face. She followed it with a vicious backhand.

"Bad girl!" Macy reprimanded. Then she addressed Renee. "Now, shove it into her, hard!"

Renee leaned forward and then thrust her hips as hard as she could, shoving another three or four inches of her shaft into Leifa. Leifa in turn moaned and closed her eyes.

"It's too big!" Renee groaned.

"This disobedient slave is just begging for you to get rough," Macy assured her.

More than two thirds of Renee's cock was still outside of Leifa, and she wanted more than anything to hilt herself at this moment.

Renee got a little rough. She spanked Leifa several times and then grabbed her by the pigtails and shoved her cock in three inches deeper. Then she spanked Leifa a few times more on each ass cheek.

"Oh, my ass!" Leifa squealed. "You're just huge!"

"Ooh, I'm sorry!" Renee said. "I'm not even half way in," she cautioned.

Leifa turned her head to give Renee a wink. "I know, believe me, I can't wait for you to tear me open with that thing."

"Baby, you just keep going. All the way. All the way." Macy was almost chanting her encouragement.

"Am I going to hurt her?" Renee asked.

Macy sighed. "Leifa," she indicated her impatience.

Despite Macy's stern tone, Leifa was enjoying the game. "I'm a naughtly slave," she informed them matter-of-factly.

Macy stood to the right of the pair and rubbed the white triangle on the small of Leifa's back. "Hey no fair!" Leifa moaned. In seconds, Leifa's inner walls released their tight grip. Renee suddenly felt herself able to slide in deeper. Inch after inch, her log plowed deeper into Leifa's body. Soon she was more than three quarters of the way in.

"Ahhh," Renee moaned with satisfaction.

"Oooghh!" Leifa grunted as the massive cock split her insides apart.

Leifa wasn't incapacitated though. She started contracting and relaxing, squeezing the massive shaft with her wet inner walls.

"Oh god," Renee moaned. It was just like Macy inside, the contractions were delicious and intense. Yet the pattern was quite different. Whereas Macy's contractions moved up and down, Leifa just got tight all over. Very tight. That excited Renee to thrust her cock in and out. She bucked and thrusted until she was almost hilted. She started slamming in and out, her balls firmly slapping Leifa's dripping pussy. Renee's cock hit the very bottom of Leifa's throat, choking off her moans.

"She's okay," said Macy. "You can push it deeper, she can hold her breath for quite a while."

Renee saw Leifa's throat bulge as she pushed her crown up it. She could feel Leifa's taut neck muscles rippling around it. She slid past them, until she reached the roof of Liefa's mouth. Renee finally felt the satisfying sensation of bumping something hard with the tip of her cock. She started pounding it hard with each thrust.

Renee's cock was in as deep as it would go, filling Leifa's ass and going all the way up to her throat. Leifa couldn't talk or breathe.

"How does it feel, Leifa?" Macy asked, knowing Leifa could not respond. Leifa opened her mouth to speak but only saliva and precum splashed out. "Oh my. That good? I wish I could trade places." Macy rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. She was getting very turned on watching.

"Ooh," Macy moaned, pinching her nipples and caressing her perfect hips. "Renee some day you are going to have to do that to me. I love a big hard cock up my ass. Promise me you will some day soon."

Renee gripped Leifa's hips and started sawing her massive cock through Leifa's tightness. Leifa responded by gripping her shaft with her internal muscles. Her inner walls contracted deliciously around Renee's glans, enhancing the wet friction. As she sensed Renee's pleasure intensify, her own pleasure began to peak.

It wasn't the first time Leifa had been fucked by an Alhani symbiont, but it had been a while. She remembered many times in the castle, being cornered by a group of students, or overpowered by a gorgonite professor. She always got into the sex before long, that was her nature. Nevertheless sex within the creepy, regimented confines of the Pleasure Castle had become too kinky for Leifa's tastes. This was something she wanted, she found herself liking Renee already.

Leifa could never divulge the cause of her feelings to Renee. Her servant mentality precluded her from making observations to her lover as compared to others. If she could, she would say that she deeply enjoyed the way she and Macy could behave like teachers. It turned her on that Renee was like an eager young man learning to fuck. Except she was so much a female in every other way. No symbiont Leifa ever screwed had been so naïve and precious.

Leifa's insides were being stretched and mashed deliciously. All of her nerves were firing with ecstasy. She was shuddering and holding her breath. Very soon Renee's pistoning meat made her cum. She opened her mouth in a silent cry as a powerful orgasm washed through her.

Renee was moved and delighted to see an alien cumming all over her cock. Her massive, oversized cock. This time her cock did not shrink to fit, and she felt millions of other nerves and hundreds more square inches of skin in contact with Leifa's tight inner walls. Even beneath the surface, she felt her hard girth and engorged flesh squeezed against itself, every extra cubic millimeter of rigid, throbbing cock adding to her ecstasy.

She looked once more to make sure she wasn't dreaming. There it was, her massive cock stuffed in Leifa's ass, stretching it so wide it looked cartoonish, five inches wide at the base. She could see Leifa's neck bulge every time her fat cock head plowed through it.

She also felt the amari in her bloodstream pooling in her testicles. Her balls felt more heavy and full with every thrust. An excited warmth began to coalesce around her thrusting head, and she knew she was leaking precum like crazy. It was flying out of Leifa's mouth in drops and gobs with each thrust.

"Oh god oh god!" Renee was cumming. As soon as her first spasm hit, a splash of cum poured out of Leifa's mouth. Spurts followed on rapidly, and cum gushed out of Leifa's mouth like a fountain. It inundated every corner of Leifa's sither. As the cum touched her sensitive receptors there, it triggered her to orgasm again.

Renee threw her head back and stood on her toes as her orgasm continued. Leifa creamed all over the massive cock, unable to control the cum spraying out of her mouth. Leifa's body went into overdrive, cumming and squeezing Renee's shaft at the same time.

Renee felt her orgasm peak, fall, and then as Leifa's inner walls contracted around her shaft, it started over again. Renee kept thrusting and cumming, in one long, seemingly endless orgasm. Leifa's mouth was overflowing with cum. Renee was slamming her massive shaft in and out. Just as she thought the orgasm would abate, her balls tightened again and a new wave of ecstasy would take hold.

She came for several amazing minutes, at least. Renee had never cum so hard before. Leifa was sustaining her orgasm with the contractions of her inner walls. Renee poured it on, focusing on the sensations and the feeling of all the aphrodisiac in her bloodstream making its way to her heavy balls.

Renee kept cumming until every drop and spurt was expended. Her orgasm complete, Renee wearily threw herself onto the table to lie down. Leifa lay across her lap, and Macy showered kisses upon them both. "Renee, you were amazing," Leifa said, looking deep into Renee's eyes.

Renee saw true passion in Leifa's expression, and it surprised her.

Macy patted the young Avashai slave and then nodded at Renee. 

"Really?" Renee asked. "I was that good?"

They both nodded vigorously. "This your first time with Avashai, right?" Macy asked.

"Yeah," said Renee.

"Next time when you're at phase three," Leifa said, "You should let us give you a wet special." She smiled and looked brightly at Renee to gauge her reaction.

"Uh, what's a wet special?" Renee asked. She thought Nina had given her a run down on all the various sexual acts that she knew were possible.

Leifa leaned forward and softly whispered in Renee's ear.

Leifa sat up straight again. "You'll cum sooo hard," she added. "Are you okay with that?"

Renee nodded weakly. The thought of fucking these sex goddesses on a regular basis was making her hard again already.

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Gift from Outer Space Ch. 06



This was to be the final installment in the "Gift" series. However, I broke it up into two chapters, so there is still one more to go. I cover some of the background in the first few passages and along the way. There is a lot of girl-dickgirl sex in this series. If that offends you, read no more. Finally, to those of you who are back to find out what will happen next to Renee and her friends, thank you for returning.

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"Sex without love is merely healthy exercise." - Robert A. Heinlein

"Nina, I don't know how to explain this but there are two beautiful creatures on the ship called Avashai. They look like human girls. They have perfect bodies, long tongues," Renee trailed off.

She felt so awkward saying this. Yet she was determined to relate the facts of her situation to her girlfriend. Even though they were things that might upset her.

Renee's soft, full lips formed a little pout as she thought of what to say.

"I hope you don't mind, I really am sorry if this hurts you. This symbiont would go out of control unless I had sex with these Avashai. They just walk into the room and," Renee took a deep breath, "I get so turned on. Did I mention they never wear clothes? They're not even human. They are cloned from genetically engineered alien DNA. The DNA was designed by some mysterious aliens called Alhani.

"They're perfect for sex," Renee added. At the thought of sex, she had the urge to touch her swelling cock.

She reached down, cupping her balls and running her palm over the shaft, feeling heat and pleasure spread through her loins. Then she yanked her hand away and ran her fingers through her wavy blonde hair.

Control, she thought to herself.

Renee was recording a message for her lover, Nina, onto a data pad. Both Nina and Renee were prisoners aboard the star frigate Amphitryon. The only difference was Renee was awake, while Nina was in stasis.

There was no telling when Nina would see the recordings, if ever. Renee had no idea how to deliver them to her lesbian lover. Nevertheless, she wanted to share her experiences with Nina. Nina was all she really had from her past life as a college girl living on Earth.

There was no use trying to be subtle. Renee had to tell the truth, or this message was meaningless.

The truth was, Renee had become a sex toy to a pair of aliens.

"They are amazing. They do things to this symbiont that no human could ever do. They even secrete this aphrodisiac that you have to feel to believe. You'll see, Josie will research it. She knows how to find out stuff."

Renee paused recording and sighed as she remembered Josie, Bonnie, and Kirsten. It was just unlucky that the three happened to get abducted at all.

The door chirped, indicating that someone was on the other side.

"Come in," Renee said, knowing that someone was almost certainly either Macy, Leifa, or both. She placed the data book on the bed and sat up.

Leifa entered the room, completely naked. Leifa was an Avashai, a genetically engineered being that strongly resembled a human. It would be difficult to mistake her for an actual human, however, because her skin was snowy white. Pitch-black patterns ran up her shins, the outside of her thighs, hips, and shoulders. She stood only an inch or two shorter than the average guy, with a slender physique and exquisite female curves. Created as a free-willed sex slave, she was designed to consummate acts of lust with proficiency unmatched by humans. It was in her nature to give, and seek the heights of sexual ecstasy.

"Well, not much has changed," Leifa announced. "You can leave your room from time to time, but only to walk the passenger deck. The captain has posted nano-sents beyond your limits, somewhere--"

"Nano-sents?" Renee interrupted.

"Nano sentries, very, very small surveillance drones. If they detect you moving out of bounds, they will sound an alarm."

"That's okay, I guess."

"I never met such a stubborn man," Leifa groused. "Well, he is a Bearkin after all."

Renee nodded. She had never seen him, but she was told he had claws and fur like a bear.

"At least now you can get out of this little room."

"Cool," said Renee. "Thanks."

"I know it's not what we wanted. Believe me, we begged Chester to let us take Nina out of stasis. He just refuses to even entertain the thought."

Renee cast her gaze down and away.

"Maybe later," the blonde sighed. "So, what's going on? Where's Macy?"

"She's with him now. She says it is time he joined the Lightflux League."

"What's that?"

"It means you start having sex on one side of a wormhole and don't stop till you get out on the other side, at least one lightflux away from where you started. I said you should do it too!"

Renee's cock jumped, and Leifa caught sight of the movement under Renee's loose robes.

"Mmm, well well," Leifa exclaimed with a grin. "What are we waiting for? We're supposed to hit the wormhole any minute now."

"Go right ahead," Renee replied. She smiled and parted her robe, revealing to the Avashai how her throbbing, veiny cock was sticking straight up. As the cool air of her chamber touched her nipples, they visibly hardened.

"Just lay back and relax," Leifa said as she caressed Renee's thighs and worked her way up to Renee's hips. She crawled on top of Renee and eased the blonde onto her back while she softly kissed her. Renee kissed back, probing the Avashai's mouth eagerly. 

Leifa moaned as she felt her kiss returned with hunger and zeal. Her long, agile tongue snaked out and wrapped around Renee's tongue.

Renee reached down to stroke and caress her throbbing hard on. It felt so good she found it difficult to let go. She wrapped her fingers around the head and started stroking her glans.

Leifa slowly drew away from their kiss.

"Renee, let's see you get that cock a little bigger. Yeah, stroke it. That's it." Renee fondled her balls with her other hand.

"Cum for me babe. Don't stop now," Leifa said in a hushed tone.

Leifa pulled back and cupped her own pale white breasts, pushing them up to kiss and lick the nipples. Renee continued to stroke her own meat while she watched Leifa kneel on the bed and spread her legs, showing her smooth vulva to Renee. Renee pictured her cock plunging into it as she grunted and came. She spurted her cum high into the air, one thin milky stream after another.



Renee shuddered and moaned. "Ohh fuck, I'm, it's getting bigger!"

"That's the idea, candycane," said Leifa. "With that symbiont, if you masturbate it just gets bigger."

"Or if I cum while having a threesome," Renee added.

Leifa nodded. "Simple rules," she said, knowingly.

Renee had just brought the symbiont to phase two. The symbiont grew to roughly a foot and a half in length, three inches in diameter. Renee's arousal only intensified as she went up in phases. A steady stream of precum dribbled down her throbbing shaft, which was itself a very pleasurable sensation for Renee.

Leifa leaned over and took the massive meat into her mouth, shoving her face down onto it roughly. It went straight to the back of her mouth and slipped through the opening of her squeeze shaft. Leifa opened her shaft's inner walls wide for Renee's big round knob.

Renee watched Leifa's lips move down her meat, impossibly, and felt her cock slide into some hidden opening deep inside Leifa's mouth. Behind it, her glans was being massaged by warm wetness. Then the inner walls behind the hidden opening squeezed her crown deliciously.

Leifa began bobbing slowly on Renee's cock, using her hands to fondle Renee's breasts. Faster and faster she bobbed, sucked, and squeezed.

"Oh!" Renee gasped. Pleasure and ecstasy were building inside of her, and her body was responding in ways that were beyond her control. In seconds she felt her cock and balls tense up once more. Her cock began spurting and spasming deep inside Leifa's eager mouth. As cum inundated her squeeze shaft, it sent Leifa into her own powerful orgasm. She moaned her cries into Renee's thick meat even as Renee continued to spurt inside her.

Cum spilled out Leifa's mouth with every spurt of Renee's convulsing cock. Finally the blonde's orgasm concluded with one final blast, and she smiled up at Leifa.

The Avashai pulled off with a satisfied grin, licking the cum off her lips and chin with her long tongue. "Come on, we're going to be entering the wormhole any minute now. Let's get to the window."

The ship was nearly empty, and there was no chance of anyone walking in on them, so there was no reason they couldn't have sex in the hallway. Renee found she had to hold her erect cock close to her body when she walked out of the room to keep it from flapping back and forth and hitting the door.

Renee followed Leifa as she stepped out into the passenger deck hallway. Along one side of the hall, large windows afforded a view of space. The colorful nebulae outside were speckled with millions of twinkling stars. Renee thought she would have to gaze at them another time, the view of Leifa's slender waist and waiting pussy was much more interesting.

Leifa leaned against the windows and put her breasts against the glass. She arched her back and stuck out her pert ass. She was a little taller than Renee so she spread her legs a little to get her pelvis at the perfect fucking height.

"Put your cock inside of me, now!" Leifa whispered. Renee quickly got behind her and slid her cock into her slick vagina.

Leifa was dripping wet and her vulva was tight and rippling with tiny contractions. Renee didn't waste any time plunging her meat in as far as it would go. She felt a satisfying squeeze along her whole shaft as she reached Leifa's sensitive inner limit. She wanted to pound it, and began thrusting hard, but Leifa's cunt walls clenched so tightly around her cock that she could only go slowly.

"Unngh!" Renee grunted. She tried to fuck Leifa faster, but Leifa's love tunnel grew even tighter, until it seemed to grip her right around the base of her cock, holding her in place.

"Can't move," Renee grunted, enjoying the feeling nonetheless. "So what am I supposed to do when you trap me like this?"

"Silly, I've been trying to get you to activate the studs all along."

A light went off in Renee's head when she remembered she could change her symbiont's form. Renee willed studs to emerge along the surface of the symbiont, and felt a subtle tingle as they pushed out all along her shaft.

Leifa laughed and smiled. "There you go, I feel them all right! Now go ahead and spin 'em."

"Really?" Renee asked. Leifa seemed to know a lot about sex symbionts.

"Uh huh!" Leifa nodded, bracing herself against the glass once more.

Renee willed the studs to start spinning around, and they started moving, creating a delicious friction against Leifa's inner walls.

Leifa shuddered and gasped -- she was feeling it even more intensely. She began moaning and crying. "Oh yes, fuck me!"

Just then, glowing waves of energy passed the side of the ship, illuminating Leifa's white skin with blues, purples, and greens.

"This is it, we're going through!" Leifa cried.

Renee began thrusting and humping her studded eighteen inches deep into Leifa's core. The Avashai cried out with pleasure, overcome with stimulation as the studs' erratic movements brought her to the brink of orgasm. Renee wrapped her arms around Leifa and thrust faster and harder, hilting herself with every thrust. Leifa just struggled to stay on her feet.

The scene in front of them suddenly changed and a vast purple nebula came into view. They had passed through the wormhole.

With several moans and cries the two girls reached their orgasms simultaneously. Renee's cock spurted warm jets of her milky juices deep into Leifa, coating her insides with gobs of sweet, gooey cum. Leifa's cooch kept coaxing and squeezing Renee's spurting rod until every remnant of amari left Renee's body.

They took a few moments to enjoy the view and then returned to Renee's stateroom to use the shower. Leifa lathered aromatic body soap onto Renee from head to toe, then Renee prepared to do the same for Leifa. "Careful," Leifa warned, looking into Renee's eyes. "You can touch me all over but if you start stroking my markings you could start something."

"So, like this?" Renee asked, rubbing soap over Leifa's breasts and then across her shoulders. She moved down and soaped off Leifa's back and ass.

"Yes, just use big, sweeping movements and always go from one spot to the next."

Renee enjoyed washing Leifa's beautiful body for the first time. She scrubbed her soapy sponge against Leifa's stomach and abdomen, and even slid her sudsy fingers over Leifa's vulva.

"Haha, you're a naughty little tease," Leifa grinned. "I can wash that myself. We don't want you getting hard again, do we?"

"Oh, I don't know," Renee replied with a whimsical air. She got on her knees and washed Leifa's legs. Leifa wondered what her tone of voice indicated.

Renee was definitely ready to fuck some more. She had nothing but time and energy.

Renee remembered that once, Macy had stroked the tiny white triangle on the small of Leifa's back. That had loosened Leifa up so that they could fuck some more. Renee was curious. She had never used Leifa's markings before. She began stroking the tiny triangle on the small of Leifa's back.



"Oooh," Leifa moaned. "Oh, Renee, are you using my markings?"

Renee kept rubbing the triangle. "Uh-huh," she replied.

Leifa reached around behind her and grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands. "Please, fuck me back here," she said, her fingertips spreading her tight anus for Renee.

Renee grinned. Her symbiont was rock hard again and plenty long.

"You want me to fuck your ass?" Renee asked.

"Yes, fuck my ass!" Leifa begged. "Now, please! Oh my dear, my candycane," she turned around and looked Renee in the eyes. "My markings," she said. "All of them have a purpose, and the one you used," she said as she she turned her back to Renee once more, "is my favorite!"

"So a good ass fuck is the only thing right now that will satisfy you?"

"Yes!" Leifa stood under the warm running shower and placed her palms flat against the wall for support. The pigtailed Avashai turned her head and upper body in order to look back at Renee.

"Take me now," she begged.

Renee gripped Leifa's left hip with her left hand and guided her cock into the Avashai's tight back door with her right. She pushed her crown into Leifa's tight hole with ease and plunged her cock in all the way. Leifa cried out and moaned as it filled her.

"Oh yes, fuck me!" Leifa begged.

Renee placed both hands on Leifa's hips, holding her in place as she began slowly thrusting. Warm waves of pleasure washed over her shaft with every motion. Everything she did with Leifa felt so right.

Despite her true love being locked in a stasis capsule elsewhere on the ship, Renee had been experiencing all the pleasures these Avashai had to offer. There was a nagging guilt about this at times, but not now. When she was with Leifa, her mind was on the girl and the pleasure.

This time with them would be over before she knew it.

Her senses were overwhelmed with the lust brought about by the friction of Leifa's clenching inner walls. She felt the tight ring of her anus as she plunged in and out of it. She screwed Leifa hard from behind as the hot water from the shower cascaded down their bodies. In moments they were both moaning and wailing as the wet friction threatened to send them both over the edge.

"Unngh! Ohhh!" Leifa cried, already cumming hard.

Renee reached around to squeeze Leifa's breasts. She began fondling her luscious globes.

"Keep fucking me!" Leifa cried as she felt the onset of multiple orgasms.

Renee gripped and squeezed Leifa's pale melons as she slammed her cock in and out of Leifa's quivering back door. Leifa braced herself against the shower walls, arched her back, and cried out over and over.

Renee's firm squeeze on her breasts made Leifa climax even harder, and even elicited several thin white streams of spray from the Avashai's pale pink nipples. Finally her orgasm subsided.

"Oh yes! Fucking amazing," she softly said with a smile, turning back to Renee to kiss her. She pulled off of Renee's hard cock, turned, and dropped to her knees.

Leifa placed her back against the wall. She looked up at Renee, and Renee looked down at her and her glorious cleavage.

"Come a little closer so I can thank you properly for that mind-blowing orgasm," Leifa said in her most suggestive and sultry voice.

With that, Renee pushed her ten inch shaft all the way into Leifa's mouth. Leifa opened up her throat for the meat, sucking it down expertly. Renee began fucking Leifa's throat. Leifa's deft tongue wrapped around Renee's shaft and squeezed as she bobbed up and down.

Leifa switched the angle after a few thrusts, taking Renee into her squeeze shaft once more.

With the symbiont now at about ten inches, Renee's cock fit perfectly.

Renee felt Leifa's mouth and tongue working her entire shaft. It was heaven.

Leifa looked up into Renee's eyes the entire time.

Renee placed her hands on the walls to either side of her but she felt weak in the knees against the onslaught of Leifa's mouth and tongue. Renee fought for every last ounce of control, and Leifa allowed her to prolong her pleasure, incrementally bringing her higher by avoiding the most sensitive spots on Renee's tool.

Renee was so close to cumming the pleasure was almost agonizing.

"I'm ready!" she cried. "I'm gonna blow!"

Leifa pulled off, wrapping her soft melons around Renee's shaft and bouncing her tits up and down. She wrapped her tongue tightly around Renee's crown, squeezing and stroking it in time with her tits.



The Avashai was rewarded with a fountain of cum spurting up into her face and all over her breasts. Renee steadied herself against the wall as Leifa milked her cock with her tits and her agile tongue. When Renee stopped cumming, Leifa's face was dripping with juices. Cum was splattered all over her shoulders and breasts.

"Mmm," Leifa said, using her long tongue to lick the gooey layer of jizz off of her face and chest. She smiled and stood up to kiss Renee tenderly. Renee could taste her own sugary cum on Leifa's lips.

Renee thanked Leifa with a tender kiss, but she knew if she stayed in the shower with Leifa much longer she would be rock hard again, so she quickly rinsed off and exited the shower. She dried off in a hot wind drying station, put on her robe, and lay on her bed again to think a while.

"Oh, well you're welcome, Teegee," she said with a giggle as her symbiont telepathically expressed its gratitude. "I should thank you too, you amazing, wonderful fuck stick."

During their last few sessions, Renee had felt Leifa's affection and caring palpably. Even TeeGee seemed to agree, for he sensed that Leifa was experiencing strong feelings. Renee had no clue what Leifa was capable of feeling. She just knew that she was very happy with Leifa. It was hard to remember what she felt for Nina when she was with the Avashai with green pigtails.

Macy was also a good lover but she did not give herself over emotionally the way Leifa did. Macy's personality had an aura of "elder" to it even though her body was that of a statuesque 20 year old. Renee guessed that Macy was at least 60 years old -- or perhaps much, much older. It showed in her wisdom and sense of responsibility towards Renee and Leifa.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 06



Left alone, Renee's thoughts would gradually return to thoughts of Nina, and with a guilty conscience.

She picked up her datapad once more and began recording to Nina. "Oh I wonder," she said, not knowing if Nina would ever get her message, "Is it all going to be okay in the end? It just seems so easy now. So easy, but, if . . . If things were truly easy, I would be able to see you now."

She got up, tightened her robe, and carried the databook outside her room to stand at the window. She recorded the fantastic view, colored clouds of dust illuminated by bright stars in the inner parts of the galaxy. "Oh Nina," she sighed. "Isn't it fantastic? I hope you get to see this someday. I hope I am there to see it with you, too."

***

The Amphitryon had a patrol route to follow. It would take a number of stops before Renee would reach her destination. Renee had been told there were 12 cycles left. The ship marked each cycle by dimming the lights in the halls for several hours. Each time the lights changed, Renee counted down one cycle.

"We pulled out from a port called Penny Shoal today," she said, recording another short log entry for Nina. "Now we're heading to our next wormhole. They said our next stop is a small mining outpost, and we might pick up some cargo."

"The lights in the hallway go dim for a few hours a cycle, their word for a day. The dim time is called the ship's night cycle. It helps them keep on a schedule. However, each time the lights change, I know another cycle has passed, and I'm that much closer to Pleasure Castle. Oh, it's so scary, so scary, Nina. My only solace is looking out of the windows at space, and seeing each new spaceport where we dock."

Renee used the data book to take pictures of multicolored nebulae billowing away from around shining clusters of baby stars. She saved movies of star ports busy with starship traffic. She recorded the dance of a three sun solar system, in which a white and a blue star orbited around a larger red star. They orbited around each other so rapidly that their motion threw off brilliant plumes of fiery plasma like feathery arcs that burned bright in the hazy vacuum. She recorded a view of a red giant that was ringed with a broad, shimmering plane of dust and ice, like Saturn.

The beauty of these sights captivated her in wholehearted awe and amazement. When she witnessed the grandeur of space, it lessened the terrible pain of her past. It trivialized the life she had on Earth. She could even dismiss for a while the guilt she felt, knowing that back on Earth her parents were in grief and agony over her disappearance. She wondered if she would ever be able to tell them what happened and make them whole. Someday soon, she hoped.

It was one of these nights as she stood alone in the passenger deck, looking out at the stars, when Macy and Leifa rounded the corner.

"Oh, it's you two. Hi," Renee said with a smile.

"Who else?" Macy laughed.

"How are you tonight, candycane?" Leifa asked. She could see by the look on Renee's face that the young lady was in no mood for jokes.

"It's night cycle aboard the ship. That means one less cycle until I get to Pleasure Castle." Renee swallowed and stared out of the window.

"I'm afraid," she whispered.

"There there," Macy soothed. "Leifa knows something about the place. Why don't we sit down and ask her about it?"

With that, they entered Renee's stateroom and took seats on the edge of the bed. Renee lay down and looked up at Leifa.

"Before I arrived at Pleasure Castle, I was born in a far off star system," Leifa began. "Like all Avashai, I was cloned and grown to full size in an Alhani factory. I don't even know where. I was instilled with knowledge for a very long time before I was awakened. On the day of my awakening, I was fully grown, and looked no different than I do today."

"I had been purchased by Behtor's nobility class to serve in the Pleasure Castle. There, I was a kind of sex servant. My first job," Leifa paused.

Macy gave her a meaningful look. Don't scare the child.

Leifa gathered her thoughts once more and started from a more general perspective. "Pleasure Castle is like a college or university. There are different curricula for different beings. For instance, we Avashai have our role there, and even a few classes. Lower class gorgonites take their classes, whereas humans and prospective symbiont hosts each have a different set of course loads. All professors are gorgonite. Lady Vera is the headmistress, the top professor. She looks like a tall blue lady, but internally she is essentially a machine."

"An android?" Renee asked.

"Yes," Leifa said. "That's kind of like it. She is a very powerful and ancient gorgonite. I think she was created over eight fluxes ago. She can generate force fields and electrical shocks, all sorts of energy and force. She rarely uses her powers though."

"She also had some toady professor around there when last I left," Leifa continued. "Seppa, I think his name was. Hmm." Leifa paused to think for a moment, and Renee waited for her to resume speaking.

"Back then, gorgonite students were terribly misbehaved around Avashai. They were always on the lookout for us. They would rub our markings just to see what we would do. Inevitably, this would lead to some regrettable sexual encounters. It was just a game to them, but the game was condoned by many of the professors."

"That is why we Avashai don't like to discuss our markings," Macy added.

Leifa nodded. "They would chase me down the halls and corner me. There were so many rooms and passages, but many were off limits. There was this one gorgonite male who would touch me here," she said, pointing to her elbow.

"It was just his way of humiliating me. Even female gorgonites would chase me in packs. They would try to squeeze my black toe, you know. To get my penis to come out."

"It sounds like prison," Renee said, worried. "Leifa, I didn't know you had a penis!"

They both nodded. "We both do, but it's hidden." Macy said.

"Do you, um," Renee hesitated. "I-could I, um,"

Leifa willed her vulva to morph into a seven inch erection, complete with balls. She smiled at Renee sheepishly. "You didn't know about this? I'm sorry."

Renee reached out to touch it. She gingerly wrapped her fingers around it.

"Leifa!" Macy scolded. "Get back on topic."

Leifa allowed her cock to retract back into her body and she was normal again in seconds.

"I guess I should try to describe the students with the symbionts. These students were considered the elite. Unlike the gorgonites, they could not misbehave. If they broke any rules, Lady Vera herself would get involved in the punishment. Everyone was afraid of her."

She cursed her loose tongue too late.

"Didn't you say Lady Vera is who is probably going to deal with me?" Renee asked, in a murmur that threatened to break into a sob.

"Probably," Leifa admitted.

"You might as well know," Macy added.

Renee was reeling with dread. Something inside of her snapped. She curled up into a ball, turned her back to the Avashai, and cried.

"You see what I've done," Leifa said. "I've just scared her terribly."

Renee sat up. "I-I'm okay," she said, her voice choked from her tears. "It's not your fault. I just want to get by, I want to live to see that my friends are okay. I want to live to let my parents know what happened to me."

Leifa sighed. "We'll help you."

"How can you?" Renee retorted. "You're going to be stuck on this ship. What can you do?"

"I promise you, I promise that I'll do my best to get this databook to your friends," Macy said.

"I have friends on Serra-5, friends who once lived in the castle," Leifa added.

Renee turned away, miserable with despair.

Macy patted Leifa's knee, and the two stood and left. The gloom of the night cycle cast a dark pall of fear over Renee.

"What's going to happen to me?" she murmured.

***

When that last cycle finally came, Macy and Leifa gently informed Renee that it was time to climb back into the stasis pod. Macy asked for her forgiveness, and added that she had done as much as she could to help her.

Renee nodded. She felt stronger after her journey. "You kept your promise to comfort and care for me, the one you gave me when we first met."

Leifa smiled, almost tearfully. She took Renee's data book and promised to deliver it to a friend with the means to help. Ironically, Nina was only a few feet away, but she was locked in stasis. Anything they put in or near her stasis pod would quickly be found by others long before Nina would ever get her hands on it.

It was a tearful goodbye for the girls. Macy and Leifa would continue to accompany Chester on the Amphitryon, and would soon be far, far away from Serra-5. They told Renee that eventually they would return to Katagree, a remote star port. There they would then rejoin their old master, Jink.

Renee lay on her back in the capsule, but she was so frightened her whole body was trembling. Once she was in place, firm restraints wrapped around her wrists and ankles. Once more, dozens of tiny probes and tubes connected into her. Once again she felt her body grow cold and sleepy.

It was done. Renee looked as though she was about to go into her sleep. Suddenly she panicked and struggled to break free from her bonds.

Seeing this, Leifa burst out sobbing.

"Now Leifa, you need to be strong too," Macy said sternly. "I know you have strong feelings for her, but Avashai can forget."

Leifa shook her head. "Then I am not like most Avashai."

Macy gave Leifa an impatient look.

Renee could not see Macy and Leifa. She could only look up at the ceiling. As fast as it came, her panic faded.

It was futile to struggle now against the path she was on. She had climbed into the capsule. She had allowed the restraints to be placed on her. She had been walking into this trap from the moment she placed the base of the alien phallus against her body and wished it to become real.

She wished her only problem was trying to pay her own way through college. Now she faced the unknown, and found herself woefully unprepared.

***

Mort Seppa was an obsequious beetle of a professor. He had been Lady Vera's assistant for twenty years, and the tall blue Headmistress was starting to tire of him. They walked down the columned passage, her heels pounding like a metronome. It was a sound that always sent students scurrying. No one else save Vera's bodyguard was present in this vast, echoing chamber.



The bodyguard trailed behind them. He had blackish-green skin, white eyes, a horned snout, and a thick prehensile tail. His powerful thighs tapered to graceful hind legs that belied speed and agility. Although not much taller than Lady Vera, he was many times more massive. Each of his muscular arms were bigger than her body, and he had four of them. Most disconcerting of all, the huge creature's footfalls were inaudible even in the profound quiet of the room.

Lady Vera had ordered Renee to be restrained on a table, isolated from others, while aboard the Amphitryon. If her demands went according to plan, she might have only a box with an inert symbiont inside.

The fact that five large stasis tanks were lined up before her did not bode well.

"I want to see it myself," she announced, although she already knew the symbiont was still attached.

She walked straight to Renee's canister and looked inside.

"Idiots!" she screeched. Her chromatic voice echoed ominously.

"Shall we initiate an investigation of the delivery vessel? I am certain we could find a culprit," offered Mort, knowing that failures and setbacks enraged Vera.

"Seppa, Seppa," she sighed. "I tire of you. I shall enjoy watching my Bohee hounds tear you to pieces some day." This was something Vera had been saying for almost a decade, always in a gentle tone.

"For now you shall listen and follow my instructions precisely. Deliver the symbiont to dungeon 12, Room 100. As for the rest, bring them to dungeon 4, and place each of them in separate rooms. Tantalus shall do the questioning. Make sure he finds out why that symbiont is still attached."

***

Tantalus the Dungeon Master was a gorgonite made to look like a huge, demonic insect. His orange, mantis-shaped body stood ten feet tall. His narrow torso was lined with six spiny insect legs. Instead of two mantis claw arms, however, he had two very long, black, human-like arms with massive clawed hands. A pendulous phallus protruded from his chest.

Tantalus' function was less of a class teacher, more of a disciplinarian. He was in charge of the dungeons. If anyone was sent there, he had direct knowledge of it and was responsible for "corrective reform" of that individual.

Which is why Leifa contacted him about a favor. She asked him to spare the four human girls any discomfort, and instead release them. There was no point in asking him to release Renee. Even Tantalus would never get away with such gross negligence.

Once released, Leifa's message asked that he deliver a data book to them.

He was in possession of that data book now.

Over the centuries, Tantalus had compressed and discarded many memories, but he kept a photographic memory of Leifa. During the first two of her years at the school, she kept a low profile. However during her final year she was sent to the dungeons for fighting other students and eventually, even professors.

The gorgonites at the school had mistreated her for far too long. She finally fought back, maiming any who dared to get too close. Each time she broke a jaw, or crushed a gonad, she was sent to the dungeons for corrective punishment.

Seppa told him that she had developed a calculating and rebellious demeanor. Tantalus was charged with teaching her to be a sweet, submissive, and grateful Avashai. The "lessons" he gave her were more pleasure than pain. He had no desire to punish Leifa, yet she had a taste for hanging from chains. She even enjoyed the bite of his sharp bristles against her skin. As she dangled from his chains, he had fucked her every orifice with his massive cock until even he did not know where their role-playing stopped and reality began. 

She seemed more an eager participant than a prisoner. Each time he came while administering one of his sadistic punishments, she seemed to exult in it. At times she could have maimed him if she wanted to. She could have bitten off his penis if she dared, but she played along with the rape charade. She knew that he could have treated her much, much worse.

He had let her off all too easily, because in Leifa's case it seemed the right thing to do. Now that she needed his help again, he was happy to assist once more. For old time's sake.

Besides, Nina and the others were inconsequential dirt-worlders. There was only one thing he needed to do before he freed them, and that was stamp their shoulders with a nano-molecular pattern. It was painless, left no visible mark, and could be detected and traced for up to thirty cycles.

As they woke, each girl found herself on a floating chair, riding through the halls of the castle to the castle courtyard.

Kirsten was the first out. She stood in stunned disbelief, not knowing what to do or where to go. She took a deep breath and inhaled sweet, fresh air. She was alone for now, but decided to wait at the door until the others arrived. She looked up at the sky for a moment and was awestruck.

Just moments later, the next girl arrived. "Thank god it's you!" Kirsten said as she saw Josie emerge from the doorway. The restraints popped off and Josie jumped from the chair.

She gave Kirsten a hug, then she looked up at the late afternoon sky. There was a small crescent moon ringed with dust. A path of stars shone in the pink heavens to the west. Josie recognized the glamorous sky from the documentaries immediately. "This is Serra-5," she said to Kirsten.

Bonnie, Josie, and Kirsten gathered in the doorway. They were back to wearing their clubbing attire.

Nina was last, she came out wearing a skin tight neon-red bodysuit, similar to Talon's. She seemed just a little self-conscious when she walked out into the courtyard, and the girls ogled her in an effort to determine if the suit was actually opaque. Either way, there was no mistaking her hard nipples and the outline of her camel toe. The supple material clung to every millimeter of her curvy body from the neck down.

"These are the clothes they gave me," she said, smiling briefly. "Where is Renee? Have any of you seen her?"

They looked around the courtyard. They noticed several girls dressed in skintight outfits similar to Nina's. No Renee, however.

"They have her," Bonnie murmured.

It was beginning to dawn on them that many things could have happened while they were in stasis. They didn't even have a clue as to why they had been freed.

They were in a grassy courtyard. Imposing forty foot walls made of a translucent stone or marble formed the courtyard's outer boundary. A few sculptures evocative of trees were scattered about the manicured grasses, and at least twenty or so people were there, relaxing as one might in a park during sunset.

The castle consisted of a tall main keep adjoined by several massive towers, all of which were adorned with minarets and spires.

"What is going on?" they all asked each other. They all began speaking at once, asking a hundred questions, and trying to relate what had happened to them. Nina listened to them talking in confusion. Finally she yelled them all down.

"Quiet! Can I get your attention please? Renee is still in there. She's probably getting some harsh treatment from Lady Vera, who is trying to take Renee's you-know-what."

Josie nodded. "Renee is in there, no doubt about it. They want that symbiont."

"So we gotta bust her out." Nina said.

"Oh, my god. This is like, so not happening," Kirsten broke in. "There's no way we can do that!"

Nina turned to the door. "You guys wait here if you want."

"Stop!" Josie said. "We're not splitting up. And anyway, in a few minutes this courtyard is going to close. We can't wait for you here."

Nina paused, then returned to the huddle of girls.

"How did you know that?" Kirsten asked.

Josie pointed to a floating view screen nearby. It was droning on about the rules of the park. In bold letters, it said the park was closing and counting down the time.

"So okay, we still don't have our bearings," Josie said, more to Nina than to the others.. "We only have ourselves to rely on, and only a few minutes before the courtyard closes." She took a deep breath, and waited for Nina to nod in agreement. "We need knowledge. We need friends."

"Yeah, and we need to come to grips with the fact that Renee is going to go back to the way she was, and there's nothing we can do about it," Bonnie added.

"Yeah you know, maybe they're really helping her by making her normal again," Kirsten chimed in.

Nina glared at Kirsten. "Now I know why Renee didn't give a fuck about you," she snarled.

Josie, Bonnie, and Kirsten stood shoulder to shoulder.. It was clear Nina was the odd one out.

"Nina! Snap out of it, will ya?" Josie said. She took a step forward, smiling weakly. "We have to stick together."

"Come on, hon," Bonnie said, opening her arms wide. The Bronx Boriqua turned to Bonnie and sank into her embrace. "It's all going to be okay," Bonnie assured.

The landscape beyond the castle walls sloped away on all sides to offer a commanding view of the town. Every building and home had either orange, red, or yellow shingles. A magnificent bay gleamed pinkish purple in the evening light, and colorful city lights shone bright in the commercial districts.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 06



They ventured down one boulevard, passing shops and cafes, fashion outlets and candy stores, and view screens every dozen or so paces. Some screens were suspended on poles. Others hovered by the power of some unseen force.

"Wow, it's like 8th Street, only quieter and cleaner," Josie said.

"Much cleaner," Bonnie agreed.

The girls' clubbing outfits seemed a little drab compared to what others they saw were wearing. Most women wore graceful and flattering dresses and off-the-shoulder evening coats. Their clothing was made out of materials that ranged from strange feathers to sheik furs and shimmering gossamer. In short, the ladies of Serra-5 were dressed fabulously. Not one wore jeans.

"Come with me," Josie urged when she spotted a clothing store. She went right up to the clerk.

"Free clothes, mister?" she asked.

Although Kirsten and Bonnie could hardly believe it, each of the girls were cheerily handed a free outfit that was pretty fancy by Earth standards. Although the cheap and revealing gossamer on their stomachs and hips was emblazoned with the shop's logo, at least they would not stick out in a crowd like a bunch of refugees.

On to the next shop, a food stand. The four asked for anything on the menu that was free. The clerk happily handed them each a large portion of some kind of wrap sandwich. It was perfectly delicious and each girl ate every last bite. While they ate, they watched a nearby public view screen. They caught some news, most of it was about sports and industry.

As the evening drew on, the skies lit up with shooting stars. There was a cool breeze in the air but heat emanated from the sidewalks, keeping their toes warm.

Josie led them to a hotel. They booked two rooms for free without even meeting an attendant. They all gathered in one room though, and tried to come up with a plan.

"Josie, how did you know that we could get free clothes and stuff?" Bonnie asked.

"Remember when you were on the moon getting boned by Renee every few hours? While you were taking those showers with her, I was spending my time doing research-"

"Ahem, I think you got your share of Renee while we were there," Nina interjected.

"Yes, I do recall you spending some quality time alone with her," Kirsten chimed in.

"Well," Josie said, demurely as she could. "I'm not denying that. Besides," Josie said to Nina, "You're one to talk about getting your share of Renee!"

The other girls laughed good-naturedly while Nina grinned.

"Well, I found the darn strap on in the first place, I think I deserved a little reward!" Nina said, laughing.

"Anyways, I read about Serra-5 in my research. A lot of the stuff here comes from these vast liquid tanks, things they call nano-reservoirs. They are like factories, but they generate everything automatically. Food, clothes, electronics, everything. They constantly create more of it. Lots of surplus. Some of it is free."

The other girls listened, wide-eyed.

"But what about hotels? Sandwiches?"

Just then there was a loud knock on the door and a shuffling sound at the door. The girls all looked at each other, alarmed. Then they noticed it -- someone had slid a databook under the door.

They began opening files on the data book. They soon discovered that Renee had sent them a ton of crucial information. Finally, the girls had the critical pieces of info that would allow them piece together what happened while they were in stasis. They just had to sift through the disorganized mess of Renee's recordings.

Renee had recorded hours of rambling messages addressed specifically to Nina. She had separate messages for Bonnie and Josie. They listened as a group.

They were pleased to learn that Renee had been out of stasis during their trip to Serra-5. They were a little taken aback when they learned that Renee had been having sex with aliens. Nevertheless, it was comforting to know that Renee had met friends who helped her prepare for facing the unknown.

They were a little sad to learn that they had been gone well over a month -- their friends and family would all be worried sick. There might even be candle light vigils on campus to mourn them.

This was Renee's message to Bonnie:

"Bonnie, I hope this finds you in good spirits. I really don't know what the future holds. Maybe I'll be dead when you get this." She took another deep breath. "I just needed to say I forgive you for telling your friends about TeeGee. You're a sweet girl, so, I was never even mad about it. Well, a little at first. But later I realized I probably would have done the same thing."

"So now that I have learned a little about the people of this galaxy, I see that what you did showed really good judgment. You see, humans live in space by the hundreds of billions! The entire population of Earth is just a tiny fraction of one percent of the human race. Another way of looking at it is, the entire human race has kept itself a secret from us Earthlings. That, by my estimation, is a really big secret. It's selfish, too. With all this secrecy, none of us ought to be keeping big secrets from each other. That's why you did the right thing to tell your friends. Obviously, I hope you, Josie, and Kirsten are alright."

This was Renee's message to Josie:

"Josie, I'm really sorry you got a little scared and banged your head back on the moon, and I'm sorry you were plucked out of your life on Earth so violently. You planned for a night of clubbing and a chance to break out of your geeky shell. I mean that in a good way, you're so smart."

"My first impression of you, wearing that little off-the-shoulder shirt and showing off your long legs, made me totally misjudge you. I hope you get this. If you do it means you have not been separated from the others. Stick with them, they need you."

"So where is my message?" Kirsten asked.

"I don't see a file here with your name on it," Josie said. "I guess she didn't have one for you, but if we keep listening here, she might have something to say to you."

There was more of Renee on the data book, and they listened for another couple of hours, until it was getting to be far too much to digest all at once. The girls were also very tired and ready for some sleep. They rested for an hour, then dawn peeked through their windows and called them all to a fresh new day outside.

***

The girls spent the day exploring the town around them. They saw people heading to work in the morning on every levitating vehicle imaginable, from cars to trolleys and flying scooters.

They wandered aimlessly, unsure of where to go. One thing quickly became clear though. Serra-5 was a utopia.

They could walk up to food stands and get things to eat. They could use public restrooms for free. Everything was neat and tidy - and if it was not, there was a squat little robot cleaning it up.

Hours of exploration went by, in which the girls discovered wonders from nano-cameras to a pet store that featured nothing but fluffy little flightless birds of every color.

"Hey guys," Bonnie said, as were window shopping outside of the pet store. "I would kill for a cell phone so we could split up and still stay in contact."

"I still don't think we should split up," Josie warned.

"I want a cell phone, but we don't have any money," Kirsten said. "I mean, their money. Serran money."

"Okay guys, this is what we gotta do if we really want to have cell phones" Josie began. "Like I said though, splitting up is a bad idea."

"What, what do we do?" asked Kirsten.

"Beg," Josie stated.

"Beg, as in panhandling?" Kirsten asked incredulously.

"It might be illegal!" said Bonnie. "Why give to a beggar, when food and shelter are already free?"

Josie shook her head. "Listen! Listen!" She tugged on their arms and led them into a small alleyway. "Girls, look around you! Everyone works! Their standard of living goes way beyond the necessities."

"So?"

"So, that means they understand better than you do that one needs more than just food and clothing. People are always willing to toss a coin at a beggar. Here will be no different!"

They shook their heads.

"Are we just gonna sit here helpless?" Josie demanded.

"No!" they all agreed.

"Still, begging?" Bonnie remained unconvinced.

"Well, I read about it in a book not too long time ago. This guy gets stranded on some planet. He begs on the street for just a few years and soon he has enough money to charter a flight in a spaceship! That story has been on my mind ever since we got abducted. We gotta try it."

"Fine then, let's start begging," Kirsten assented.

"Begging it is," Bonnie said, nodding. "Nina?"

The Boriqua cast her gaze down and away from the group. She looked very sad and depressed.

"Nina," Josie said. "It's Renee isn't it? You're worried about her."

She shook her head and took a deep breath. "You have no idea," she replied. "Yeah, we need the money, but I can't sit on my ass and wait. I need to know Renee is okay."

She looked up at the pink sky. Cirrocumulus clouds ran in a straight ribbon from east to west, and behind them she could make out the glow of giant stars. Dozens of brilliant shooting stars cascaded across the western skies, still visible in the late morning light.

"It's going to be okay," said Bonnie, patting Nina's shoulder. The girls gathered around her and put their arms around her for a little group hug. They stopped hugging when they noticed how much attention they were attracting.

"Gracias, senoritas," Nina sighed. "You all panhandle. I'll--" she paused, backing away from the group, "I'll try to see what I can do about Renee."

"Nina!" Bonnie grabbed her hand. "Don't go to the castle! It's too dangerous!"

Nina twisted free and ran, down the cobblestone streets, toward the looming castle on the hill.

***

After his tangle with Talon, Loki teleported directly into his spaceship. He had his fun with her, but now there was no time to waste. He stood in the center of the ship's unfurnished helm and took control of the ship.

The ship was jammed snugly between a pair of massive boulders deep inside the Congo River. The rushing waters made an ideal hiding place for his ship.

Under his control, the craft pushed the boulders aside as it rose to the surface.

The ship was as black as midnight, sleek and teardrop-shaped. No one noticed the large spray of muddy water as the ship burst out of the treacherous rapids and zoomed off into the sky.

He was headed to Serra-5. The capital planet of Behtor had outlaw detectors everywhere, and no one could fool them all the time. Furthermore, it boasted a formidable police force. The authorities even had machinery that they could use to block teleportation, all but barring his escape.

In Loki's mind, it was a risk worth taking if it meant a chance for him to stick his thumb in the eye of Behtor's ruling government.

When his ship exited the wormhole in Serran space, he headed for a vast asteroid field known as the SSMR (Serran Space Mineral Reserve).

The SSMR was the source of Serra-5's non-stop meteor showers, and for the raw materials that the nano-resevoirs required.

As his ship stealthily slipped through space, he readied his disguise. He stood in front of a mirror-like wall panel to view himself. He slowly morphed, changing his hair, face, and height. His body armor changed to a fashionably trendy casual suit, typical for Serran gentlemen.

Once that task was complete, he chose an asteroid upon which to stash his ship. Then he teleported outside of it.

The vacuum of space did not bother him. He wanted to feel the light of Serra on his face, to see the stars all around him, and to hear the perfect silence.

The gentleman stayed there for a few minutes as he charged up for a long range teleport.

He would be there before long.

***

Renee woke to find herself lying on a contoured chair, her wrists and ankles restrained. She noticed sharp-heeled footfalls behind her.

The voice was imperial and cold. "Your friends are safe. You may join them, after you surrender the symbiont to me." The footsteps continued until Lady Vera had walked into Renee's view.

"Lady Vera!" she gasped.

Lady Vera tapped one long finger against the palm of her other hand hypnotically. "You know me? Then you will obey me."

"Where, where are my friends?" Renee asked.

"We are here for one reason, that symbiont," Vera said.

"How do I know my friends are alright?" Renee asked.

Vera touched Renee's shoulder. She sent tiny electrical currents directly into Renee's muscles, causing them to spasm and cramp painfully.

"Aaaughhh!" Renee screamed. The jolt was unexpected and frightening.

"I let your friends go. I have no need for them at this time. I need this," Lady Vera said, pointing to the symbiont. "It doesn't belong to you. Time to give it back."

"No!" Renee shouted.

"Brave little fool," Lady Vera said with disdain. "It's not your choice. In a few days the symbiont will be eager to abandon you. No one will come and save you. Spare yourself the agony of waiting."

Renee was quiet. Surely, she liked the sound of avoiding more discomfort. Being restrained was almost unbearable to her, but could she trust Lady Vera? Where were Nina and the others? She had seen them once when she got into the stasis capsule while aboard the Amphitryon.

"You let my friends go?"

Lady Vera nodded. "They are enjoying the utopia that awaits outside this Castle. When the symbiont is mine, I will let you go, too."

Renee sighed with relief.

"So why bring my friends all this way, if they were simply going to be released?"

It was a question Lady Vera could not answer. She had no clue what Talon's role had been in the abduction.

"I ask the questions here!" The frustrating question angered Lady Vera much more than Renee had expected. The gangly blue gorgonite stood over Renee and reached out with her terrible, long fingers. She drew them across Renee's breasts, stomach, and thighs. Renee felt jolts as though high voltage was flowing through those fingers. Her muscles spasmed uncontrollably. Her breasts jiggled and bounced as she kicked and bucked. After only five seconds of this treatment, she felt exhausted and nauseous.

"Where.. are.. my.. friends..?" Renee stubbornly groaned.

Lady Vera placed her fingertips directly on Renee's stomach. Renee felt her muscles tighten in that one spot. It was a sickening feeling.

She turned her head to one side and retched. As soon as she began to vomit, Vera broke contact.

"You will obey me, or I will break you," she intoned.

When she was done heaving, Renee spat at Vera.

Vera bellowed something incomprehensible, her voice chromatic and terrifying. She pressed her fingertips into Renee's stomach again, jolting it mercilessly. Renee's body shook and seized. She vomited straight up into the air, and closed her eyes just in time.

"You'll break, and suffer," Lady Vera said as she turned and stalked out of the room.

Renee heard the footsteps recede, and the door closed. Once more she was alone, covered in puke. She prepared to open her eyes, even though she was afraid the vomit would sting her eyes. She let out a moan of despair.

She was not completely alone. She had her symbiont, 33TG7. Somehow in the process of getting shocked, the symbiotic phallus had hit phase two. "Help me," she moaned, her eyes still closed.

She felt him begin to move like a snake standing on end. She felt her balls slowly filling with liquid. Then a rather forceful spray of hot water hit her shoulders and stomach. Renee braced as the water sprayed her face, washing away the gunk and the smell.

As the spray moved on to her breasts and hips, Renee carefully opened her eyes. Her symbiont was showering her, spraying her down with water. The tip had transformed into a nozzle like a hose.

"Oh, TeeGee, you're the best! Thank you!" she squealed with glee.

The symbiont thoroughly sprayed her with hot water. Once she was clean, her symbiont began wiping the water away like a squeegee, even cleaning the water off of the chair.

"Oh thanks, TeeGee, thank you!" Renee said. "Gosh it feels strange thanking you. I know we've talked before, but, you really helped me out. What can I do to thank you?"

The symbiont returned to its natural phase two shape as an erect penis. But Renee could read his thoughts, and sex was not on his mind.

"Look. I'm sorry I got you into this mess, but if you keep being so resourceful, I'm not going to want to let you go."

Renee knew TeeGee was reading her thoughts too. She tried to feel optimistic, but as the minutes dragged on in silence, she grew hungry. Pessimism and despair set in. She began to feel like she would never be rescued.

She felt his thoughts as well.

For your own sake and mine, give up.

She began to cry.

The last and final chapter should appear soon. Please look for it in the coming days., and remember that I appreciate your votes and comments. Thanks meathead96 for editing this lengthy work. :)



Gift from Outer Space Ch. 07



This is the final installment in the "Gift" series. As with the previous chapters, the story revolves around a dickgirl or three. If that offends you, read no more. Also, the bulk of this chapter is spent delivering a non-erotic story that concludes the series.

To those of you who have returned for the final installment and wonder what is going to happen to Renee and her friends, I present without further ado the final chapter of "Gift from Outer Space."

* * * * *

"A real friend walks in when the rest of the world walks out." -Walter Winchell

"Alone? How precious!" Lady Vera shuddered with excitement. She watched as Nina walked into the courtyard of Pleasure Castle. "What could she possibly hope to accomplish by coming here alone?"

Vera's electronic brain sent a command to a remote computer which activated a small, steel-encased flying saucer. The machine gently hummed as it floated out of one of the castle windows. It slowly descended, moving directly towards Nina.

Nina noticed it and bolted for the gates. However, she found her legs had left the ground and she was suspended in mid air. She felt herself being lifted up and pulled towards the saucer.

The small saucer carried Nina up and towards the castle. A hidden door in the main keep's upper walls opened and soon they both disappeared through it.

***

After a long day of panhandling, the girls went up to their room and flopped onto their beds. They had a small bag full of currency. They were not sure how to total the varying denominations of mines, notes, and heirs, but they were amazed at how easy the living was on Serra-5.

Josie walked over to the entertainment console and turned on some soothing music. Behtorian music was strange but they were already starting to get used to it.

"I wouldn't mind staying here," Josie said.

"I miss my family though," Kirsten sighed. "It would not be right to stay. I have to go home."

"I'm not thinking about that yet," Bonnie fretted.

The girls turned to Bonnie with solemn looks on their faces. Bonnie had reminded them that their friends were in much more dire circumstances.

"Maybe they're alright," Bonnie speculated. "Maybe Renee just needs some time to get her symbiont to come off. We still have to wait a few more days. We can't give up!"

***

Loki searched and searched. He had a way of finding people, even on their home turf, and he was confident he was looking in all the right places for the girls. He only hoped they were not all in the Castle. Even "Plan B" might not work if they were Vera's prisoners.

As he walked along an alleyway, he spotted one of the girls posing as a beggar. He walked up to Kirsten and dropped a coin at her feet.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir," Kirsten said, snatching the coin off the pavement.

Normally passers-by just moved along, but every now and then one wanted to talk to Kirsten. She glanced up at him quickly but then looked away, as Josie had trained her to do.

The man standing before her now looked dignified and wealthy. She wondered if he was some sort of galactic aristocrat.

"You are Kirsten," the man said. The sound of her name on his lips made her freeze. "Don't be afraid. I've been looking for you. I'm here to help. Where are the others?"

He knows.

For an instant, she thought the police had come to kick her from the curb for begging. Logic and intuition told her he was not the police, but that made her even more nervous.

"Where is Renee?" he asked.

Kirsten stared at the ground.

"Where is Nina?"

No response.

"Bonnie? Josie?" Loki patiently recited their names. "Can you guess how far I have traveled to find you?"

Kirsten looked up at him, finally. He had a kind face, a face she could trust.

"I don't know," she admitted.

"Earth," he said. "I came all the way from Earth. I know about Renee and I'm your best friend on this whole planet. Now, where is Nina?"

Kirsten shook her head. "Nina is gone. Into the castle. Sh-she she went into there after we got out. The next day."

"Bonnie and Josie, then?"

"They are in other alleys near here."

"Hmm." Loki looked around furtively. "It seems I can't stay here any longer. I'll be here tonight, at that bar on the corner," he said. He strode down the alleyway and turned the corner.

***

The girls arrived early at the bar and waited for the mysterious gentleman to appear. They wondered if he would even show up. As they waited, they speculated about him. Maybe he was rich and powerful. Maybe he helped arrange the delivery of Renee's data book. Maybe he was their ticket back to Earth.

He arrived on time and called them all outside. "Let's walk and talk," he said. They stepped out into the cool night breeze.

"What's going on?" Josie began.

"Josie, my girl," he said, "It is good to finally meet you."

"And you are?" Bonnie asked.

"Call me Monty, for now," he said, mindful of the possibility of being heard by outlaw detectors. "Ladies, you know that symbiont on Renee? About a month ago, I handed that symbiont to a shop owner in Chinatown to let him sell it to someone. I wanted to see what would happen."

"Oh my god," Bonnie groaned under her breath.

"There was a reason behind it," Loki went on. "Part of it was trying something that would create the unexpected. You never know what will happen when you get the ball rolling on a little chaos. This has been a great experiment so far."

"Now we're a million miles from home," Kirsten sighed.

"More like trillions," Josie snorted.

"Anyway my point is this," Loki broke in. The more they talked, the greater the risk of being detected. "It once was mine, now it is Nina's, or in fact Renee's if Nina gave it to Renee. Lady Vera had no right to it. She is stealing it, which violates a treaty we have with the Alhani. We can stop her and get the law on Renee's side!"

"Really?" the girls gasped. They brightened up, eager to hear more.

Loki paused, listening to the quiet of the town at night.

"Gotta go!" he said, vanishing.

Loki escaped by only a heartbeat. There was a thunderous clap as the teleportation damper field was activated in the area. The girls, of course, were confused by all of this.

Things were about to become downright bewildering.

The viewscreens in the area began to sound an alarm "Bwooop! Bwooop! Bwooop!"while displaying a message which read "REMAIN WHERE YOU ARE."



A moment later a stocky, man-shaped robot bounded into the area at high velocity. As he slowed down, a gust of wind hit the girls. Kirsten, cowering, was nearly bowled over and Bonnie cringed. Josie looked at the machine in wonder and admiration.

The figure waved casually as if to say, "Take it easy."

It was a police officer named Lieutenant Diggers. He was wearing a complete suit of exoskeletal armor. His voice came through loudly from speakers on his mask. "Have you seen a man in the area, just now?" he asked.

"Yes! There was a man, in a suit and tie," Josie blurted out.

Lieutenant Diggers lifted his mask visor so that the girls could get a look at his face. He took a step forward, tentatively. "Are you aware that you were speaking with a space pirate?"

They quickly glanced at each other, then shook their heads.

"Hey, where are you from?" he asked.

"Earth," Josie replied.

His eyes widened.

"When did you get here?" he asked.

"Less than a week ago," Josie answered.

"Earth," Diggers breathed, nodding to himself. "Yep, that was Loki. He's here," he said. "We need to take you down to the station. Please board the ship."

As soon as he spoke, a small aircraft swooped in from above, and hovered only inches above the pavement. Wide side doors swung up to reveal rows of seats.

"Are we going home?" Kirsten asked.

Meanwhile, Loki crouched between a pair of boulders far from the city limits and gazed towards the town, wondering what might have happened to the girls. Then a smile crossed his lips.

"I tried. It's time to do this the hard way," he said to himself. Then he chuckled. "Sorry girls, but you're in for a shock!"

***

Nina and Renee were in a single large dungeon cell. Nina was able to enjoy a hot bath, a bed, and other basic comforts. Renee was in a cell within a cell, caged inside a small force field prison in the center of the room. A heavy sack held her symbiont, and it was securely strapped to her hips with a thick leathery belt.

At least she and Nina could talk.

Renee had insisted that Nina pamper herself by taking a hot bubble bath. There was nothing but time. Renee stood, arms above her, in her invisible cage, brooding patiently.

Finally, Nina emerged from the tub, white suds streaming down her tan skin. She dried herself off and then went over to Renee.

"It's been a few days now, hasn't it?" Nina began.

Renee nodded.

"As long as Vera keeps her end of the bargain, we'll get out of this in one piece. Then we can get on with our lives."

Renee nodded wearily.

"Do you trust her?" Nina asked.

"Maybe. Either way, I am so done with this fight."

Suddenly, Renee became very woozy.

"Renee? Are you okay? Hey!" Nina banged on the force field as the blonde fainted and hung by her arms, unconscious.

Then Nina watched as the bag holding the symbiont began to droop and grow heavy. Nina spotted several long, slimy tentacles in the gap between the bag and Renee's mound. They disappeared, leaving only a large object resting in the bag.

Renee had a normal vagina once more, although it was a little red and puffy.

"Somebody get in here!" Nina yelled. "Come take what you want, you goons!"

Lady Vera was watching. She ordered Seppa to ready a flying taxi. Then she herself collected the symbiont from the room. Her massive bodyguard trailed behind her.

After collecting the symbiont, Lady Vera left the dungeon. Then the girls were escorted to their transportation by the bodyguard.

The taxi whisked Nina and Renee away from the castle and into the night sky. It flew on autopilot. Nina did not know or care where they were going. She had Renee.

She shook her sleeping lover until she was awake.

Renee looked up at the Serran sky for the first time through the glass dome ceiling of the car. Nina was there too, smiling and holding her, kissing her. She thought it was a vivid dream. She pulled Nina's lips hard against hers and ground her heat against Nina's upper thigh.

She could not feel her symbiont.

"Am I dreaming?" she asked Nina.

"No," Nina whispered.

"Oh, thank god, Nina," Renee said, holding Nina close.

Nina began licking and sucking on Renee's nipples. Each touch of her lips and nibble of her teeth caused Renee to kick and shiver. She spread her legs wide and thrust her hips out at Nina.

"Please," she moaned.

Nina crawled down a bit and rubbed her erect nipple against Renee's clit. Renee writhed against Nina's tender touch, desperate for more.

"Like this?" Nina teased.

"You're driving me insane, just do me!" Renee begged.

When Nina slid her fingers into Renee's drenched pussy lips, Renee felt like she was being touched for the first time. The very moment Nina's full lips kissed Renee's clit, she felt herself beginning to cum.



Nina licked and fingered Renee to several orgasms. With each taste of ecstasy, the pain of Renee's ordeal faded, while Nina's passion and lust burned hotter.

They moved into a 69, but before they had a chance to continue, their car stopped at a balcony. Nina poked her head up to look around.

"Wow, it's like, a hotel room. Let's go inside."

They stepped off the flying car onto the balcony of their luxury suite. Instead of a bed in the room, there was a large, soft square on the floor.

Renee crawled onto it and found that the material was somewhat warm to the touch and yielded to pressure gradually. The material shaped itself to her every contour as she lay on it, cradling her hips and shoulders.

"Wow, this is comfy!" Renee exclaimed.

Nina tried out the square as well. She was tired but far too horny to sleep just yet. She reached out for Renee, snuggling her close.

Renee was already sound asleep.

Nina sighed. Her pussy was so wet, whatever was a girl to do?

"Get some sleep, then, chica. You deserve it," she murmured to her sleeping lover. Moments later, she was sound asleep as well.

***

Lieutenant Diggers had a very interesting shift that night.

After questioning Josie, Bonnie, and Kirsten, he decided that he needed to see the classified portions of Lieutenant Talon's report.

It took only moments to obtain the clearance, thanks to the Matrix. Once he was granted access to the full report, he got quite an eyeful of Talon's homemade porn before focusing on the facts of the report.

By the time he finished watching Talon's entire video brief, it was early morning. He now knew Loki was after a symbiont, and the symbiont was in Pleasure Castle.

Diggers used his suit to fly there, arcing across the star-strewn sky at near supersonic speeds.

After an inquiry at the gates and almost twenty minutes of stonewalling from the Castle security desk, the guards at the castle informed him that Renee and Nina were now at a resort hotel. He went straight there, landing on their balcony as stealthily as his exo-suit would allow.

He looked upon the sleeping figures within the glass doors of the balcony. When he saw that the symbiont was gone, he cursed.

He decided to relax a while and let them have their sleep. Later that morning they emerged from their room, confused and bewildered, and made their way to the lobby.

"Renee, Nina," he called, beckoning them over. They were lost and confused, but they were drawn to Diggers' tone of authority and confidence.

With all five girls in his custody, the exo-cop felt he had at least some hope of luring Loki into a trap. A fleeting hope.

He decided to review the interrogation tape for clues, watching it right from a screen built into the inside of his massive neck guard.

"What did the man in the black suit tell you about this symbiont?" Diggers watched himself ask.

"He said he gave it to some shop owner in Chinatown, who happened to sell the symbiont to Nina."

"What else did he say?"

"He said he wanted to use a treaty to stop Lady Vera from taking away the symbiont, but he said he needed our help."

He put the girls up in their old free hotel room, and placed some surveillance in the area. If Loki came by to see them, his squad would swoop out of nowhere in a heartbeat and nail him. He hoped. If not, he would call off the stake out after a few days, and the girls would simply carry on with their new lives.

***

Finally the five girls were reunited once more, this time without a specter of dread over their heads. Each girl tearfully embraced Renee, grateful to the powers that be that she and Nina were safe and unharmed. They all praised Nina for her courage and devotion.

Bonnie stole a few kisses from Renee's lips. "We were all worried for you," she said, taking Renee's hands in hers. "Are you okay?"

Renee kissed Bonnie back and then blushed. "It's good to see you girls are all okay as well."

Josie came next. She gave Renee a big tight hug, kissing her a few times on the neck. Josie made an attempt to surreptitiously feel up Renee, as Nina watched. Nina gave Josie a playful but territorial slap on the arm.

"That's right, I'm normal again!" Renee said with a grin. It was hard to tell if Renee was faking her smile.

"Thank goodness you're alright!" Josie said.

Kirsten came next, giving Renee a hug and a smile. "I'm so glad you're alright," she said. "We've been doing some panhandling here in the hopes that you guys would pull through."

"So I hear," Renee said. "How did that go?"

Josie giggled. "Here!" she pulled two thumb-sized devices from her small handbag and handed them to Renee and Nina. "They're like smartphones. I've, um, taken the liberty to program in all our numbers."

"How much did they cost?" Nina asked.

"That's the best thing, we still have most of what we begged for left over, and they're prepaid -- for life!"

"Wow, not bad," Renee exclaimed. "Thanks!"

"Sweet!" Nina concurred.

"So, if we have money, let's go shopping!" Renee said, growing excited at the thought of seeing what the town had to offer.

"Wait wait. It's going to be lunch time soon," Bonnie said. "We want to get out there and do some serious begging, right?"

They all looked at each other.

"She's right you know," Josie said. "We definitely make more money during lunch than at other times."

"Well, I really want to see some of this town already. Besides, Nina and I really could use a break and some time to recharge," Renee said.

Josie looked at Kirsten and Bonnie, and they both nodded. "Okay, let's all take off for a bit, and do some shopping. Sound good?"

Josie, Bonnie and Kirsten had saved up so much money from begging that they were able to buy all sorts of knick-knacks. Since their nano-treatment, they had long dark lashes and impeccable skin, so they had no need for make-up. Serran-style feminine hygiene products and other basics took some getting used to, however.

They found a department store where they could stay for hours just shopping around. Meanwhile, Diggers and his team maintained surveillance at all times.

While at the store, Nina and the others began to notice a few people stopping and staring at them, and some shoppers pointing them out to their friends. After a while, Nina began to get really self-conscious.

"Man, what's up with them, yo?" she grumbled. "We must stick out like sore thumbs. I think it's these free clothes that's giving us a bad rep. Let's grab some new stuff, yeah?"

They all headed to the women's fashion department.

While Nina was trying on outfits, Renee and Josie sat down on a bench together to do some catching up.

"So tell me about these smartphones, you said they can do all sorts of stuff?" Renee asked.

"Yep. They have all sorts of sensors, you can shop on them, hold them up like a flash light or look through them for night vision, video recording, and video playback, not to mention all sorts of games and apps. The interface is all holographic. Watch."

Josie set the phone down on her thigh and pressed a button. A holographic keyboard appeared a few inches above her thighs. She pressed a few keys and a screen appeared.

With a few more keystrokes, Josie had summoned up a 3-D hologram showing some Serran sit-com. Josie started squeezing a button on the device, each press causing the image to flip from one channel to the next.

Suddenly the girls came across a channel that appeared to be broadcasting hard-core porn.

Their jaws dropped when they realized it was them. They recognized the big bath and shower they had used while in Talon's custody.

"Oh. My. God." Josie breathed. "Where did this come from?"

"That, that fucking cunt!" Renee cursed as it dawned on her that not only did Talon record the events that took place within her outpost, but she allowed them to leak out as well. "I should have seen it coming!"

"Guys, guys!" Kirsten called as she rushed over to them. "I just panhandled out front for like five minutes and two guys alone gave me a hundred notes, each," she said. Under her breath, she added, "They were kinda scumbags, though."

Then she spotted the holographic projection. The image depicted the moment that Renee's giant cock filled her ass with so much cum that she shot across the room like a cork.

Kirsten began blushing a violent shade of red.

Almost without warning, the montage of porn transitioned into some kind of news. In the background was an image of Kirsten tumbling through the air in a torrent of cum.




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 07



"Oh, my God, my ass is on the news." Kirsten breathed, horrified, as the newscaster began to speak.

***

Hours after Loki's agent began broadcasting the footage of Renee and her friends on a public channel, Lieutenant Diggers was still clueless.

With the press of a button on his desk, Detective Pate opened a secure voice channel to Diggers' exosuit.

"Where are ya?" Pate asked. "I expected you back with our little darlings by now."

"Sir?" Diggers replied, confused.

"Don't you ever watch TV on your visor?"

"No sir," Diggers answered firmly.

"Rookie mistake. Son, it looks like everyone is watching the girls you've been watching. They're all over the news!" Pate said with a laugh. "There's sex videos of them all over, every channel is putting them on in a ratings battle. Don't your men monitor this stuff? Nothing makes the afternoon broadcasts like sex, I tell you."

It was true. Although sidewalk view screens skipped the airing of the footage, the public at large got quite an eyeful at home, in their vehicles, and on their mobile devices.

No one knew where it came from, but once it hit the airwaves, it became a story everyone wanted to know more about.

The mysterious pirate broadcast was one aspect that made it an interesting news cycle item, but the mystery remained unsolved. The story gained legs though as a political controversy began to develop. The capital government of Behtor was accused of lying to the Alhani in order to steal property. The perpetrators of fraud were many, including the Matrix itself.

The news item evolved into a political issue between the two top political parties. The Heritage Party was the dominant force in government. There were a couple of weaker parties, foremost among them the Metaloids.

The Metaloids constantly accused the Heritage Party of corruption and deceit. However, the Heritagers claimed credit for the utopia on Serra-5, and warned that without their leadership, the life of plenty would come to an end.

This time the Metaloids felt they had a scandal that was so charged with free coverage that they had to take advantage of it. Even though the charges involving treaty violations were utterly boring to the public, the sex footage caused the story to come up again and again.

The Metaloids also charged Lady Vera with criminal behavior and vowed to get to the bottom of her activities at Pleasure Castle. The thought of unveiling some of the castle's mysteries kept curious viewers tuned in all over Behtorian space.

The Heritagers sought to marginalize the issue as sex sensationalism and overzealous application of the law. Perhaps they were right, but the sensationalism worked.

The girls were offered large sums of money for interviews from hundreds of news sources. This is where Kirsten made one crucial judgment call that saved the day: she insisted that they immediately hire Serran image consultants.

As the whole fiasco was gaining attention in the greater dynastic realm, the girls were flooded with requests for interviews and other lucrative work. They each hired a financial adviser to work alongside their image consultants in order to manage their interview schedules.

Then there was the matter of Lady Vera. Several hearings were called in which Metaloid representatives interrogated witnesses. Vera was the first witness they called to the stands. On this occasion, the girls were obliged to be present.

The questioning was conducted in a small conference room with about a dozen Metaloid leaders and office holders present. She was asked to explain her actions.

"Rehabilitating a rogue symbiont is not easy." She turned her gaze to address the clerks, media, and other witnesses waiting in the room. "She was addicted to the symbiont like a narcotic. A drug. The path to freedom from such an addiction is not lined with gumdrops and kittens. It hurts."

"What about this woman?" the man now pointed to Nina. "Did you torture her in your dungeon?"

"I gave her a room with a bath and other simple amenities. If you call that torture, then yes, I plead guilty."

"Are you also denying that you used your shock treatment powers in a coercive manner to separate Renee from her property?"

"Her property?"

"The symbiont."

"Oh. Oh yes. My intervention was necessary to make the symbiont change its mind. There was no other way."

"An intervention, can you justify that?" another representative interjected. Her name was Lady Selleb, and although a Metaloid she generally sided with the ruling Heritage power.

Vera made eye contact with Selleb, then addressed the entire room. "Symbionts require a careful balance between the personality of the owner and several finely-tuned personality factors. If the balance is off, it might bond with the individual and then threaten to superimpose its own ego over that of the host, permanently."

"I teach my students how to fight the symbiont ego. I do my best to teach them discipline and character. I have to be able to recognize when the student has been overwhelmed. In Renee's case, the symbiont had dominated her short-term impulses. The result was that she found herself powerless to resist the simplistic, carnal demands of the symbiont. The only way to cure her was to separate her from it."

"Lady Vera, you claim that this was something Renee needed for her own good?" Selleb continued.

"Absolutely," she replied, looking straight back at the representative.

"At which point did you obtain authorization to confiscate this symbiont?" Selleb asked.

"According to Behtorian Law," Lady Vera began, "Citizens and certain appointed high gorgonites are allowed to confiscate high technology from native-worlders if it is dangerous to them."

"Are you one?"

"I certainly am a high appointed gorgonite," Lady Vera said with a laugh. "I have always had the authority to remove a symbiont from any native-worlder. At such time, the symbiont becomes Behtorian property. My actions were entirely appropriate."

Selleb couldn't help but smile. Another representative jumped in as soon as the opportunity became available.

"The committee has another question to ask. Your school inventory archive shows that you certified that the symbiont belonged to you, on a date weeks before you extracted it from Renee."

Lady Vera did not immediately reply, so the representative continued. "Let's bring it up-" He made a hand gesture and the lights dimmed slightly. A holographic display appeared at the center of the table. It showed a roster of signed-for symbionts in the school archive, listed by serial number -- except all the serial numbers were blotted out except for 33TG7. The name for each and every one was listed simply as Lady Vera.

"Do you deny that you signed for it?"

"Of course not." Lady Vera replied. "What is the point?"

"Okay, I just want the record to show that you admit you signed for it before Renee ever left Earth."

"Well, of course!" Lady Vera fumed.

"Would you like to explain how this process began? What procedure or protocol was followed?"

Lady Vera snorted. "This was the first time I was ever called upon to remove a symbiont from a native-worlder."

"No procedure was in place. Is that what you are saying?"

Lady Vera said nothing.

"Yet a treaty exists with a clause that specifically prevents just these types of games from being played. Isn't that the real reason why no procedure existed?"

"Are you accusing me of corruption?" Vera shot back, her voice laced with contempt and anger.

A holographic display appeared over the table between Vera and the committee. It showed a sales log, showing the sales by Alhani brokers to entities with the resources to purchase Alhani symbionts. All the lines were blurred out except one.

"This is a portion of the Alhani buyer registry. Here," as he spoke, the words suddenly faded and appeared in English, "is the translation."

There were gasps. The unblurred line now read "Henry J. Nusenfree" and "33TG7".

"Do you have any evidence to refute the validity of this register?"

"No, although the owner could have changed." Vera said coolly. "What does the original owner have to do with me?"

"I hardly believe an exile like Nusenfree would have casually sold the symbiont to you or anyone else in Behtor," the representative said with a bored sigh.

"Lady Vera, stop the masquerade!" shouted one angry representative in the back.

"You were complicit in the fraud, admit it!" came another.

She was barraged by a new flurry of questions.

"At any time did you purchase any Alhani symbionts from any galactic concern other than the Alhani? And if so, did you purchase one from Mr. Nusenfree?"

"Are you aware that Henry Nusenfree is in exile for having created Loki?"

"Is there a conflict of interest in allowing you to extract lost symbionts?"

"How did you make it look official on record?"

Lady Vera did not respond, but her eyes glowed hot orange for a moment, and a small puff of smoke blew out of her scalp and neck.

They continued to badger her for another minute. A clerical assistant who had seen the smoke clearly darted over to her. She did not react. He touched her shoulder. No response. Gasps from the crowded room.

He gave her a push and she toppled over. She collapsed on the floor stiffly, like an oversized junk robot.

When Lady Vera self-terminated, it was pandemonium on the news for the rest of the day. It didn't stop there, though. Instead the committee decided to take a three minute break. When they returned, they showed Loki's video testimony.

"Even the Matrix is limited," he began, his voice surreal. "The heart of the government is a logic structure based on the foreseen, not the unforeseen."

Everywhere, the people of Behtor were listening to the outlaw legend testify. His introduction was riveting:

"I am Loki, Scourge of Sector 18. I apologize for the actions of my youth, and I assure you that I have changed my ways."

"I have been given a chance to speak on the matter at hand. It was I who gave the symbiont to a native-worlder in order to create a tiny, almost painless bit of chaos. Yes, even I had no idea what would happen. Why then, did I do it?"

"It is estimated that well over two trillion humans exist in the galaxy. The popular belief is that there are too many for them all to become Methuselah's. On the whole you choose to live humble lives, content to exist as glorified servants and errand boys."

"The Matrix was designed to promote contentment. The Matrix abhors chaos. The mankind we know seeks to eradicate it and create an ever greater sense of stability."

"A wise native-worlder once said those that prefer disgrace to danger deserve to be slaves. Chaos is dangerous, but mankind needs it. Chaos is the universal teacher, the agent of evolution, and the cure for stagnation."

"While others believe the individual should conform to an average or mean lifestyle, I have the opposite view. I say there are too many teeming multitudes of humans for so many to be content to live meaningless lives."

"You are falling behind. Advanced races like the Alhani humiliate and use you. In time, they or others will come to enslave and destroy you. It is the destiny of every stagnant human civilization."

Then he began his testimony. He described the curio shop, dingy but otherwise comparable to the shops on Serra. He described how he gave away the symbiont to the shopkeeper. He displayed short clips recorded from his optic sensors, of the shopkeeper's courage in trying to hide Nina's identity.

By the time it was Nina's turn to testify, there were crowds of people at the edges of the conference room and a large crowd of Metaloids at the table in front of her, jockeying for the chance to ask the next question.

Nina had become the latest sex icon. Her image consultant made sure she dressed the part, and the hearings were no different. She wore a low cut, lime colored dress with a texture like sharkskin. The fabric glistened with a metallic sheen. She also wore an updo wig adorned with gold lace and pearls, and a pair of gold shells as earrings.

She described exactly how she went to Chinatown and purchased the symbiont.

The Metaloids called Talon to testify briefly before the committee. No difficult questions were asked. They awarded her for bravery in her two separate encounters with Loki. She was also granted the privilege of going to exo-armor school to train with the elite forces.

Renee was next. She was presented in a conservative blue dress, with her blonde hair wound into a tight bun -- her image consultant did not want her to look like a princess while she described the way Lady Vera abused her. Nothing she said came as any surprise.

Next, Captain Chester, Macy and Leifa were each interviewed. The two Avashai talked about Renee's close bond with the symbiont and also her deep love and affection for Nina. They also provided video that turned out to be a bombshell in the investigation of Lady Vera. It showed Renee and Macy having a long and protracted conversation without having sex before or after.

This was solid evidence that Renee had over time gained control of the symbiont, contrary to what Lady Vera had claimed. The video all but invalidated the tall blue lady's testimony that she was providing necessary treatment to a native-worlder who had lost control of her short term impulses.

Captain Chester was criticized at first for his failure to follow orders and place his Avashai in stasis. However, public opinion swung heavily in his favor after his testimony, and his suspension became almost a month of paid leave. This worked out well because he still had Macy and Leifa at his disposal. What mattered to him most though was that he remained the Captain of the Amphitryon.

After a two week media circus, the Metaloids were beginning to lose the propaganda battle. It was beginning to seem like the hype over Renee's abuse was politically motivated. They had turned public opinion against Lady Vera. However, she had already been replaced by a similar model gorgonite.

However, the girls had been made celebrities. Money poured in from a sympathetic public from throughout the quadrant. They were wanted for interviews, product endorsements. Renee began to ask Nina jokingly if she could feel how many guys were sexually fantasizing about her at any given moment. "Benchline, rough estimate? Gotta be in the billions, right?" There was no end to the raunchy game shows that invited her to be their guest. Luckily, their image consultants steered all the girls to the right offers. 

Most importantly, the girls sent messages to their parents to let them know that they were okay. There were restrictions on what they could say based on Behtorian law regarding native worlds. They each recorded a message that they were confident would help to ease their parent's troubled hearts. What was more, the parents could respond and thereby establish an email correspondence.

Kirsten had doubted that she would want to stay in space, away from her family and loved ones. However after the other girls decided to stay, she too agreed that it was too great an opportunity to miss out on. Or as Nina put it, "Even if they would let you go home, you don't wanna die of cancer someday, do you?"

***

For once he was spending a little less time at the helm, and a little more time with his borrowed Avashai. Yet Chester was not at ease.

Macy and Leifa were a tangle of limbs on his bed, fucking.

"You're in big trouble, mister," Leifa called out to him from the bed as she stroked Macy's big, thick shaft with both hands.

"I said I wanted to watch," he replied.

"You know, what she means," Macy panted, fondling her own breasts.

Chester paced in front of his bed. "I'm finally figuring out how to use your markings, that's all." He reached out and stroked the fiery teardrop that ran the length of Macy's thigh with his rough palms. "Can you at least give me credit for my past restraint in the matter?"

"Get under me, I need your cock inside me now!" Macy commanded Leifa. The pigtailed Avashai scrambled into position. Soon she was on her back, her cock fully extended and Macy straddling her cowgirl. She began riding Leifa with intensity and vigor.

"Hmm," Chester observed, walking over to his databook to make a quick note.

"You're noting all this down?" Leifa shrilled.

"All the better to serve you with. I can keep it a secret."

"If you didn't have that chastity belt on right now," Macy cut in, her voice ragged from bouncing, "we'd make sure you would never get away with this!"

Chester watched as Macy bounced faster and faster. Sensing their impending climax, he approached them once more. Leifa let out a cry and flooded Macy's cunt until it spilled out in big white gobs.

"Oh, you two aren't enjoying yourselves?" he chided as he rubbed the stripes along Macy's knee. Macy threw her leg over Leifa's stomach. She kissed and sucked the pigtailed Avashai's firm ripe breasts, and at the same time enfolded her cock inside her bent knee.

Leifa took hold of Macy's knee and began thrusting her hips up at it. "Oh fuck," she moaned as she came once more, sending ribbons of cum high into the air and showering her stomach and face.

As she came, Leifa looked into Chester's eyes. She saw the pent up lust, the arousal, the desire to join them. Why did he persist?

Chester kept trying different markings. He watched them, knowing they were enjoying themselves. They gazed at him seductively at every opportunity.

Finally he could not stand to wear the chastity belt any longer. He unlocked the device just as Leifa finished creaming all over Macy's pistoning cock.

"Master, are you finally ready to join us?" Macy asked, pointing her dripping cock at the Bearkin. There was an awkward moment as neither Avashai made a move.

"I want payback," Leifa said. She jumped at Chester and grappled with him, pulling him onto the bed. The two began wrestling in earnest, a flurry of claws and elbows. The bearkin was heavy, muscular, and quick, but Leifa was strong too. If he did not pin her quick, he would be undone by her superhuman endurance.

She tumbled and rolled, evading a lock hold until finally he began to tire. With a flurry of speed she flipped him on his back, grabbing his arm and trapping it between her steel thighs. She arched her back and pulled his arm against her chest, threatening to dislocate his shoulder.

Macy strutted over to Chester's datapad and carefully erased all of his notes. "These markings are not a game, Chess," she said. "If you want to use them, you had better be ready to fuck."

"Can't blame me for trying," he grunted, still in Leifa's leg lock.

"Now about our payback," Macy said. "Leifa, remember your manners. We are negotiating."

Leifa released Chester's arm. They both sat up on the bed.

"Well?" Macy asked.

Leifa turned to Chester and kissed him on the cheek. "Wrestling you was fun," she whispered, smiling.

"Ultimately," Macy went on, "If you don't invite Renee to come see us soon, you'll have to use our markings to get any sex from us."

"Hmm, I don't know," he said. He stroked his muzzle with his thumb and forefinger in a theatrical show of indecision.

"Oh, you pig," Leifa pouted. "We'll tell Jink you were horrible to us."

"Oh no. Oh, please, not that!" he shielded his face in mock fear, then laughed. He gestured to Macy, who brought him his databook. "Oh all right, how could I say no? It sounds like a fun time -- for you two. I can't buy your freedom, but that doesn't mean I can't give you some time off."

Leifa stood and held Macy's hand. They turned to each other and kissed, then all eyes were on Chester as he prepared the databook to record a message.

"Miss Renee," the Bearkin rumbled as he recorded, "Leifa and Macy are pressuring me relentlessly to have a little get together. We were thinking of a cruise to Gregoron-18 and the Glass Leaf Oronium--"




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 07



At this, the girls jumped up and down and shrieked with excitement. He pointed the databook's camera at them, smiling as he captured their bliss and bouncing breasts.

"While you're there, Leifa will be spending as much time with you as you will allow, I can assure you that where Leifa goes Macy will always be close by."

Renee and Nina were very excited when they got the note. They began to make plans immediately, and told Chester they would be there. Renee's image and social advisors swung into high gear, booking the next cruise and sending out invitations to all the galactic glitterati. Although Renee and company were seen as mere socialites, the buzz factor going in their favor was colossal. The cruise was billed as the place to see stars and the place to be seen. Before long tickets for Renee's party cruise were as costly as they were scarce.

Renee didn't have time to worry about who might be there, though. She was too busy spending time with Nina.

"So when are you going to attach the symbiont again?" Nina asked Renee. "That cruise is coming up soon."

"I'm not ready yet," Renee replied. TeeGee stayed locked in a white case.

When it came to cruise ships that visited Gregoron-18, opulence and grandeur were the rule. Every day on the cruise was meant to be a celebration. It took 3 hours for their ship to lift off of Serra-5 and cruise to the nearest wormhole. Navigating through the wormhole took only a few moments, and before long they had arrived. Their destination, an orbital path alongside the Glass Leaf Oronium, a massive space station orbiting the gas giant, Gregoron-18.

The GLO, as it was called, was built out of bubbles. Some of the bubbles had a walkway and normal gravity. Most did not. In either case, the fantastic view of the nearby planet was featured from each of the bubbles within the station.

For the time being, Renee and her friends stayed on the cruise ship, exploring the many fantastic banquet halls and ballrooms. Everywhere they went, the girls spotted Avashai.

They started to feel like they were in a dream. Each lingering gaze from an Avashai or other handsome stranger was like a silent fanfare heralding the start of a sexual escapade. Even Kirsten was making eye contact with Avashai and then giggling to Bonnie about how wet she was. The more guests they toasted, the hotter they felt.

Many came up to them just to tell them that they admired Renee, Nina, or the others for overcoming so much. It seemed like more than half of the revelers on board had come specifically to be a part of their celebration. Beautiful people got very up close and personal. Sexy nude Avashai threw them come-hither looks, even those that stood next to their wealthy masters and companions.

They finished their tour of the ship. Loudly cheering and greeting everyone as they went, they made their way to their deluxe suite. All five girls crowded in, and sat down to catch their breath.

Nina couldn't keep her hands off of Renee anymore, and soon the two were making out on one of the beds, lips locked in a passionate kiss.

Josie lightly skipped over to the entertainment controls and turned on some music with a throbbing beat. She wanted to dance, and as soon as she caught the rhythm she was moving her hips, swiveling and swaying, her back to the other girls.

When she turned to see who else was dancing, she was surprised to find Bonnie had walked over. She was standing very close, very still, and was looking into her eyes.

Josie's heart skipped a beat.

Just then, there came a knock at the door.

"Excuse me," Josie said to Bonnie, blushing heavily. She made her way to the door. "Guys!" she admonished as she walked past Nina and Renee. The girls got up from the bed and quickly pulled their dresses down, grinning as they hastily fixed their appearance.

Josie opened the door to find three Avashai: Macy, Leifa, and a third very beautiful stranger. "Oh my god!" Josie gasped at the sexy sight.

"May we come in?" asked Macy.

"Of course! Come in, please!" Renee called.

The five girls cheered as the sleek, nude Avashai strutted in. The three guests smiled broadly at the exuberant welcome, and gathered around Renee to greet her.

Leifa gave her a few big hugs and kisses. After a moment, Macy had to peel her friend off of Renee just to get a word of greeting in.

"This is Shally, by the way," Macy said, indicating the third Avashai. "She's an old friend of mine."

They greeted the other girls, but the loud music made conversation difficult. Macy took account of the loud music and said, "It sounds like the party has already begun!"

She took the hands of the other Avashai and they began to dance to the music. Then the three parted, dancing and twirling to each of the human girls.

Macy danced over to Bonnie and took her hand. Soon the two were flirting and grinding. Leifa began dancing with Josie. The last one cordially introduced herself to Kirsten.

Before they even knew it, Josie, Bonnie and Kirsten each had an elegant female creature keeping them close company. The sound of the music seemed to recede as the Avashai leaned closer. Their seductive lips met the girls', and their tongues intertwined. The amari on their tongues had an immediate effect, and the girls seemed in a trance, kissing and tonguing.

Seeing this unfold, Nina darted over to grab Renee, and they slipped inconspicuously out of the room. Even as they headed for the door, the Alhani had begun to peel off the girls' evening gown.

Josie lay down on a velvety couch while Leifa licked her breasts and worked her way lower and lower. The brunette was already wet and horny, but when Leifa's tongue touched her clit she moaned loudly to express her desire for more. Leifa introduced her to the wonders of her ten inch tongue by using it to probe her creamy wetness.

Josie moaned as the aphrodisiac suffused with her body. She had not had sex in a week and with all the stressful interviews and appearances, this relaxing cruise could not be better than with an Avashai tongue lapping at her pussy. She held Leifa's head close and bucked her hips to the beat of the music.

Bonnie sucked on Macy's tongue hungrily, insisting on tasting every inch of it in her mouth. She craved the amari that Avashai were known for. Macy was impressed as the tanned blonde slurped at her tongue. She unhooked the back of Bonnie's dress as they kissed, and it fell to the floor.

Macy pressed her erection against Bonnie's abdomen. Bonnie grabbed it, squeezing the shaft, feeling its impressive girth. They fell onto the bed together.



Bonnie took Macy's cock into her mouth and began sucking on it eagerly. She was soon rewarded with several mouthfuls of Macy's sweet cum.

After their deep kiss, Kirsten reluctantly pulled away, smiled, and sat down on the bed. She was feeling wobbly, so she took another drink from her champagne to ease her nervousness. She smiled up again, weakly.

Shally sat down on the bed next to Kirsten and leaned forward for another kiss. The amari on Kirsten's lips caused her to yearn for this kiss, and she leaned forward, but then she pulled back.

"It's okay, um, you're very beautiful. So beautiful! But, I'm not, I mean aside from Renee I've never, and you're a stranger," Kirsten said, fumbling for a coherent excuse. "Just a strange situation, that's all," she said, looking back up at Shally.

Shally had bright azure eyes, and she smiled very brightly at Kirsten.

"You are very beautiful too," she said, touching Kirsten's thigh. "Is this what you want?"

Kirsten looked down as she felt the soft touch of Shally's slender hand. Then she spotted it, a large erection standing straight up in Shally's lap, pale and white.

"Oh my god, you're hung!" Kirsten exclaimed. She couldn't help it, her soft lips were hungry for a cock to suck on. Shally's meat was as white and hard as a sugar sculpture. The cute blonde reached out to touch it, and felt the shaft was stiff and warm.

Kirsten wrapped her fingers around the shaft. She could feel it pulsating and throbbing. The heat of passion was building up inside her like an inferno, melting her inhibitions away. She slurped the stiff meat deep into her mouth. Shally leaned back and helped Kirsten get into a 69.

Shally flicked Kirsten's clit with her tongue, and licked her pussy with long, deep strokes. Kirsten moaned as she felt the tip of Shally's tongue stroke the cleft in her labia, then slip into her dripping hole. Shally's tongue probed deeper, until soon it was buried in her cunt and thrusting in time with the deep bass beat.

Kirsten pulled her mouth off of Shally's delicious rod to look around at what the others were doing. Josie and Bonnie were already getting slammed hard by Macy and Leifa's long, dark cocks.

Kirsten quickly got up on her knees.

"Are you ready now?" Shally asked, sitting up and holding her pale white shaft with one hand. Precum was oozing freely from the tip.

Kirsten nodded eagerly. She faced away from Shally and got down on all fours. "Fuck me, oh god forgive me," she moaned as Shally's fat shaft slowly penetrated her wet folds.

Shally began gliding her thick, hard, meat in and out of Kirsten's pussy with agonizingly slow, deliberate strokes. She would pull out, switch her angle, and push in once more. Each time she slid in, her cock it went in a little deeper, and gradually her tempo became faster, until she was slamming Kirsten's pussy, filling her with every rapid thrust.

Kirsten gripped the sheets tight and gasped through an incredible, soul shaking orgasm. She realized she was under the effects of some kind of drug, but that didn't matter anymore. She felt like a born again porn star.

"More, more!" she begged, thrusting back at Shally in time with Shally's thrusts. "Just give me more of that hard cock!"

Nina and Renee stood on the viewing deck of the ship, a room styled like the bow of an ocean vessel with a massive dome that gave them a breathtaking view of the solar system and the beautiful planet below. The gas giant's thick atmosphere had stark bands of brown, green, yellow, red and purple. The bands were paths of high winds, and they swirled into brown, orange, and purple eddies where they rubbed against one another.

"I'll be right back," Renee told Nina. "Don't move a muscle."

Meanwhile, Kirsten bucked and moaned. She writhed with ecstasy as Shally stuffed her full of throbbing cock and spilled her load deep inside the blonde vixen's quivering pussy.

Outside, Nina was enjoying the view and the quiet. Massive windows formed a dome around the entire deck, which was styled like a wide balcony. She squinted at the light of five massive stars that formed the core of the Gregoron system, two hundred million miles away.

Inside, the girls had become one rutting mass on a single bed. They were a sandwich of limbs, tongues probing and licking, Avashai cocks thrusting. It only took a few flicks of Leifa's mischievous amari-coated tongue, and soon Josie was begging to get her ass filled with cum. With a giggle, the Avashai obliged, helping her relax as Leifa eased her meat into Josie's amari-lubricated hole.

Just then Renee darted into the room to grab a couple of things. She grabbed a white case and something else, then ran back outside to find Nina. She blushed and grinned hard as she walked, thinking about the orgy she had just witnessed.

Shally was spooning Kirsten, and bucking wildly as she came, shooting one hot load after another into Kirsten's hungry pussy. Bonnie was on her back getting pounded by Macy's thick, long cock. She and Kirsten were face to face, groping and kissing. Soon the whole bed was shaking violently as the Avashai pistoned in and out at a frantic pace.

One by one, the girls felt the intense sensations build into a soaring euphoric ecstasy. Intense orgasms tore through them, making them scream and shake convulsively. Josie reached out and clasped her hands tightly with those of Bonnie and Kirsten. Their orgasms intensified as they felt the warm splashing of Avashai cum deep inside their wet, clenching holes.

As Nina waited, she watched spaceships and space stations floating in space nearby. They too were orbiting the planet at many thousands of miles per hour, but since they all moved at about the same speed and direction there was an illusion of motionlessness.

Renee approached Nina with both hands behind her back. Nina sensed her arrival and turned to face her.

Renee held out her right hand, presenting a pearly box over a foot wide, that Nina recognized as the box containing 33TG7. Holding it out to Nina, she said, "Nina, this symbiont and I have now parted, and you should be the next--"

Nina's eyes widened. "No," she interrupted. Yes, she had wanted to try it for so long. No, she could not take that pleasure away from Renee. Then she realized she would still be able to use it on her demure little suburban princess. "Are you serious?"

"Yes," Renee stated softly. "Take it. TeeGee and I -- we have had to cut our ties. I -- basically I dislodged him finally when I told him that between him and you, I choose you."

Nina thought about it. "So then, there's bad blood between you two?" The tone in her voice was clear. If that was the case, the symbiont might as well be cursed.

Renee shook her head. "It's not bad blood at all. He knows me, remembers me, and loves me. He also knows that I love you more." Renee asked. "That's why I think he really wants you to be his new host. Does that make sense?"

They looked into each others eyes for a few moments. A passing space ship swooped by. Down below, the atmosphere of Gregoron-18 sizzled with electric storms and glowing rainbows.

Just then Captain Chester walked over. "Hey girls! Have you seen Macy and Leifa?"

Nina pursed her lips, trying not to grin too hard. "Oh, I think they were in our big room with Shally, Josie and those other girls. Kinda busy."

"Oh. Well, hey since I've found you, I wanted to give you this." He handed Renee a small data stick.

"What's this?" Nina said, taking it from Renee and examining it.

Chester looked both ways and then back at Nina. "It's a souvenir of Renee's time aboard my ship," he said in a low voice. "I -- Well, forgive me but, I had my ships cameras capture quite a bit of video--"

"Like Talon?" Renee interrupted.

"Similar -- but no one else has 'em. There's about thirty eight videos on there."

Nina and Renee looked at each other, not sure what to make of it.

"Macy and Leifa agreed to let you do whatever you want with it. My advice? Sell it, I bet you make some serious notes off of selling the distribution rights throughout the quadrant. Besides, you're already galactic porn stars."

Renee was so glad her mother did not know what was really going on in her life. She began to grin.

"Captain, you didn't watch these, did you?" she said in a coy, I-know-you-did tone.

"Oh no, not me. That stuff is not for me." He grinned. "If I was alone, do you think I'd be using this?" He chuckled and held his right paw up, extending the claws. "Listen, it's a big quadrant and there's a lot of this stuff out there. You may ask yourself if a little amateur porn is worth trying to sell. You both have been in the news, you're famous right now. People know your story. They are searching for this porn right here. They are waiting for it to come out. They want to see it."

"Searching for this?" Renee murmured.

"You're like celebrities. Guys are going to see your face on the news and they're going to want to beat off, okay? They'll pay to see it. I guarantee it."

"Well, thanks," Nina said.

"Thank you, Captain Chester, sir," Renee said. "I guess you're not so bad after all."

"Dirty old man!" Nina giggled.

"Hey, I'm not that old!" he smiled. A little ribbing was deserved, but he pressed on. "So, we'll stay in orbit here a week or so, but feel free to fly down to the GLO anytime and do some shopping. And, uh, well, I'll be along," he trailed off.

"And? And what?" Renee asked.

"I--" he sighed, looking around. Suddenly they saw a sadness in his Bearkin eyes. "You know, Macy, Leifa, I've never seen them so happy. They're fond of you girls. Really."

Nina nodded.

"Well, they like you very much too!" Renee said brightly.

"Oh maybe. But in a while, they will return to their owner."

Renee nodded. "So I heard. Jink is his name?"

"Jink is a friend of mine, and I can't knock the old man, but he doesn't get out much. He's not a very good match for the girls. Macy is elegant and refined. She would love to go to some ritzy balls and parties. Leifa is exuberant, and fresh. She's been talking about you a lot, too," he added, looking at Renee. "Neither belongs cooped up in a small space habitat. You know?"

They nodded.

"So anyway, I was thinking they'd be much happier if you became their owner. Please do consider buying them off of him. If you get the money. That stick of videos I gave you should help."

"Oh yeah we totally want to help!" Nina said. "We're not going to buy them though, we don't believe in buying people."

"Yep, no way," said Renee. "We could free them, right? Pay Jink to give them their freedom?"

"Okay, I was just asking," Chester sighed, glumly. "Wait, what? You'd set them free?" He beamed a big toothy grin and spoke excitedly. "You girls really do care, don't you?" He clasped his paws together. "Great, great! Alright, see you later!"

The Bearkin walked off with a spring in his step.

"Hey Chester, how much would it cost?" Renee called after him. "To pay for their freedom?"

He turned. "The going rate is about a billion notes each, give or take! Gotta negotiate it with Jink but I bet you could take him down at least ten or twenty percent!"

"Katagree, right?!" she yelled back as the Bearkin continued to amble away.

He nodded a few times and waved.

"A billion??" Nina exclaimed, "Why the heck so high?"

"Well, as a commodity they're sold by the Avashai for much much more. Also they live a long long time, about half a flux," Renee answered.

"Babydoll, say it in Earth years, okay?" Nina complained, grinning. She held up the data stick. "Remember, I was sleeping most of this time?"

Renee grinned and sighed. She couldn't wait to put her own little plan into action, but after seeing Chester's disturbing visage she decided to try to settle her stomach by looking out at Gregoron-18 once more. She leaned on the cushioned rails with her elbows and gazed out at the magnificent view. "So Nina," she began, "With those Avashai around, what do you think will happen to us?"

Nina's lips formed a pouty little frown. "They're not going to get between us, if that's what you mean. They'll be our friends."

"With benefits," Renee added. They both giggled. "You really have to see what it's like having sex with them while wearing that symbiont," she continued. "Pretty crazy."

"I'll see it," Nina said, patting her hand bag where she had stashed the data stick.

Renee noticed that she was patting the data stick instead of the precious symbiont she had offered. "Are you saying you won't try on the symbiont? Please." There was a pleading, serious tone to Renee's voice.

"Gotcha! I was kidding," Nina answered, chuckling. "I'll put it on. I see that's what you want, baby."

"Mm baby!" Renee smiled. "Then you can fuck me with it!" She took Nina into her embrace. They kissed, softly at first. Their lips parted and their tongues touched. Nina plunged her tongue deeper into Renee's mouth, and they kissed deep and hard. They allowed their kiss to linger for a minute or so, finally pausing to take a breath and look into each others eyes.

"I can't wait," Nina said breathlessly.

Renee nodded. "We could take out another room, but all the rooms are booked. Besides, I want to start saving up for Macy and Leifa. Right now they're in our room giving Josie and Bonnie the time of their lives."




Gift from Outer Space Ch. 07



"Ooh," Nina cooed, imagining it. They kept frenching for a few more minutes, until they were both panting and horny.

"Ooh that reminds me, once you're wearing TeeGee, Leifa and Macy can give you a wet special."

"What's that?" Nina asked.

"It's where you get a deep-throat blowjob from one while the other sticks her tongue up your ass. Trust me, it's the fucking ultimate. I came until I passed out."

They kept on groping and kissing for a few more moments. Looking around, they noticed that they had a few onlookers.

"Come on, let's go," Renee said, waving at the other passengers and grinning giddily. She picked up the box and they left the viewing deck to go to one of the ship's fine cuisine restaurants.

They placed their orders. Once the waiter left Nina said, "The first time TeeGee came to life, it was on me. Remember that?"

"Yes, I do," Renee said.

"I wondered why it detached afterwards."

"Ah. Didn't Besseda explain that?"

"Not to me."

"The way to make the bond permanent is to wear it, masturbate with it as if it were real, until it, you know, comes to life. Then go to sleep wearing it. When you wake up, you're bonded."

Nina felt a bit of nostalgia for their college dorm room days, remembering the many times they had made love without the symbiont. "So, I can actually just attach him and detach him repeatedly, as long as I don't fall asleep wearing him?"

Renee nodded. "I guess so."

"That's great! I mean, hmm," Nina said, her voice calling as she saw Renee's disapproving look.

"Don't make up your mind yet," Renee suddenly said. "You are going to love eating entire cakes and pies and not gaining an ounce. I-- I was wondering something else. You know, I've been screwing just about everything that moved while I was wearing TeeGee."

Nina nodded. "So?"

"So, you might want to do the same."

Nina shook her head. "I'm fine with just you, chica."

"Really?" Renee shook her head. "I want you to make up your mind about that after you wear TeeGee. Besides, I want us to include Macy and Leifa if we can."

"That sounds great," Nina said, dreamily.

"I could be happy with just you," Renee went on. "If we meet someone else, we both have to approve. No running wild."

"You've really been thinking about this," Nina observed. As she spoke, some upbeat organ music started playing. All during the cruise, the only music that they heard was popular Behtorian music. It was catchy and sophisticated, but alien to them. Now Nina was hearing chords and instruments she recognized. She fell silent, listening to the familiar tune.

"Isn't this Beyoncé?" Nina asked, as the sultry vocals began.

"Yeah," Renee grinned, trying to act casual.

"Well it sounds, it sounds like," It sounded like a proposal to Nina. She was interrupted by light shining down on their table. She looked up and noticed that a passageway was above them. It had not been there before.

The light intensified. The music got louder. Nina leaned her head way back to look up. She thought she could see winged angels floating high in the chamber above.

I never really had a doubt, standing in the light of your halo, I got my angel now,

Nina felt weightless. She noticed her silverware was floating and her wine glass slowly tipping. The invisible forces that created gravity in their immediate vicinity had been turned off.

Around them, other patrons were calmly eating. Waiters walked among the tables carrying menus and trays.

"Come with me," Renee urged, gently tapping the floor and moving towards the opening in the ceiling.

The two girls floated up from the table. As they rose, they reached out for one another. Their slender fingers clasped and they pulled each other close.

Up and up they ascended, through a trap door in the ceiling of the restaurant. They floated up into a small, fantastic round ballroom which had been the source of the music. As they reached the center of the chamber, their momentum was slowed and stabilized by invisible beams.

Bright light filled the ballroom. The walls were ivory with gilded paintings, and chandeliers ringed the walls. The trap door closed beneath them as they drifted incrementally higher.

You're the only one that I want, and I'm addicted to your light,

Dozens of choir singers floated above them, wearing white robes and angel wings. On the one balcony above them, the golden pipes of a magnificent organ gleamed as they blasted the accompaniment with artistic syncopation.

Slowly, Renee and Nina floated back down to the dance floor until their feet were on solid ground.

Gravity can't forget, so pull me back to the ground again,

"It's so beautiful," Nina said, feeling weak in the knees. She had always been the strong one, but now Renee held and supported her.

"You planned this?" Nina squeaked, tears streaming down her face.

Everywhere I'm looking now, I'm surrounded by your embrace,

The sight of Nina's joyful tears moved Renee to tears as well.

This is the moment, Renee thought.

As the choir began to sing the chorus again, Renee reached into a discreet pocket in her dress and produced a ring, gold and brilliantly polished, and adorned with a pink diamond. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she offered the ring to Nina.

"The way you came to save me while I was a prisoner in that castle, words can't describe how much I admire you--"

"Anything for you, Renee--"

"--This song is for you. You're my angel." As Renee said this, tears streaked down her cheeks. "I'm so in love with you," she wept. "Marry me?"



The answer was already plain in Nina's eyes. "Yes!"



THE END

Or is it?

Halo songwriters: Evan Kidd Bogart, Beyoncé Knowles, Ryan Tedder

Thank you all for reading. There may be a continuation or spin off of this story in the future if the demand for it is there. So many possibilities were left unwritten. Macy and Leifa don't have their freedom yet. What do you think?