8 comments/ 19632 views/ 10 favorites An Alien Spider's Love Ch. 01 By: TheGryphonsOnFIRE Author note 1: Hi folks, this is my first time writing for the public and I ask that please keep your comments fair, honest and constructive. Please be gentle… Author note 2: All people, companies and situations are not real, any correlations to anything real is accidental Author note 3: This is a story driven story, if you are looking for a hot sex story look elsewhere. There is no sex in this first chapter. Chapter One Getting A Dahlia to Blossom Dahlia Morris awoke in the dark, again, but this time something was off, she wasn't tied up for one thing, another was she was wrapped in something warm and soft. She moved slightly and what she laid on swung slightly. She gasped. A powerful, quiet, male voice spoke, "Move slowly, you were badly injured when I brought you here." She gasped, "Where are you?" "Oh, yes!" He stated, "Your species has comparatively pore night sight at first," And then there was a low level of light that went up all over the room and she was looking up at a Serrahsha, a giant, fifteen foot, spiderlike race that The Harvest Corporation was having a war with, that was two feet from her face. Her Arachnophobia caused her to scream for a minute as he shimmered up the strand of silk he was hanging from. She stopped quickly when she realized that she was wrapped in a blanket and not cocooned as her struggles caused the blanket to fly across the room. "I think I liked it better when the lights were off," Dahlia muttered. "Sorry, I didn't realize you were an Arachnophobia victim as well as a rape victim or I wouldn't've hung so close," The Serrahsha apologized. "It wasn't Just my Arachnophobia, I was tied up just before -- Wait! How did you know I was raped?" An athoarative female voice responded, "One, he pulled a guy out of your unconscious body, and two, I am the one who examined you and declared that you'd been raped repeatedly recently," Dahlia looked up and saw another Serrahsha crawling thru an entrance twenty five feet above the floor of the cave she was in and on its back was an older woman with a very healthy look to her, dressed in close made out of the hard to find Serrahsha silk, 'Well maybe it wasn't so hard to find here as this probably is a Serrahsha nest,' Dahlia thought, road in on the back of another Serrahsha. "I believe she's an Arachnophobe," The first Serrahsha stated. The second Serrahsha snorted then stated, "Maybe she won't be the best Companion for you Grand Strategist Torroto, as she probably won't be up to sex with you." There's more to human Companions then the sexual satisfaction they can give us Grand Healer Vottorore. You of all people should realize THAT!" "He's probably just teasing you Torroto!" A musical, and oddly familiar, female voice called out as another human sailed thru the entrance and landed lightly by Dahlia's hammock. The twenty three foot jump was an incredible feet, even in Trallivane's 5/8ths Earth's gravity and Dahlia wondered who this blonde bombshell was until she looked up and saw a slightly youthenned Myra Nanosmith, an infamously famous investigative reporter that has been missing for just over a year as she investigated the "Hostile Alien" control action that The Harvest Corporation was conducting here. It was rumored that she and her camera woman was kidnapped by "The Savage Bugs" and maybe killed. Right now she was wondering if The "Savage Bugs" were better then the company who had hired her for her computing skills and when she got here it turned out that They had all the Comp-Techs they needed, but, according to her contract if she couldn't fulfill her end They could use her other skills as They desired. Turned out that that meant the Company could use her as They wanted. And it seemed that all they had ever wanted from her was sex, that it went against her wishes only meant that They wouldn't let her go after her contract just extend it indefinitely or arrange an "Accident" if she couldn't perform. Although a pregnancy was an acceptable reason for not performing in the ninth month. Trusting the Serrahsha may be the only chance she had to escape this world. "How can I help?" Dahlia asked. Torroto slid down the strand to land behind Myra and wrapped her with one fore-leg, leaned his head down and started to play with her hair using his lesser mandibles. Dahlia had a strange feeling that this was a sign of affection toward Myra. Myra smiled, "It helps this big softy to have a Human Companion with him. He thinks better when there's someone who CAN argue with him, not that the other Serrahsha can't argue with him, they have a hard time because he's too intuitive for them." By this time the older woman had dismounted and walked over and asked kindly, "I'm Doctor Phoebe Marks, do you want to know how bad you were when The Grand Strategist found you?" Dahlia gulped, "Not really, but I should. I know I had two blacking eyes, bleeding from both fore and aft down there a sprained wrist, a cracked rib -- I think, And I thought I sprained my ankle when I tripped. OH! And bleeding knuckles where I busted one's face, I think… What was the real damage?" Doctor Marks smiled sadly, "By the time Torroto got you to me your 'cracked' rib was broke and had stabbed into your lung, you had a brain bleed and a badly ripped anal sphincter and vagina. There wasn't much conventional medison could do at that point, so we had to resort to an extreme measure. I'm not sure you will like it, but, it was necessary." "What did you have to do?" "I need to explain something. The lubricating fluid of the Serrahsha has a lot of regenerative and enhancing effects on biology that is alien to them. The hitch of the things is the healing properties of the fluids fade quickly out of the genital cavity of the Serrahsha so the only practical way to apply it is for one to have intercourse with one." Dahlia thought a bought it for a moment then looked sharply at Torroto who was hanging his head behind Myra, "It wasn't my favorite idea either, but I didn't do it to hurt you and I'm physically incapable of raping anyone without help." "What?" Vottorore stated, "Look up," Standing horizontally six feet above her on two thin silk ropes was the bottom of his ten foot long abdomen and down the middle of it was a seven foot long crease, "The Crease you see is where our genitals are under. It MUST be stimulated by rubbing to open and then a human wanting sex needs to climb in, and then it closes around the person and the tentacles stimulate the person inside and themselves until the ejaculation, which adds to the healing and enhancing effects of the lube then the person is dropped and the crack reseals itself," Then Vottorore strode forward and claimed down the wall. "So," Dahlia stated after a second, "To fuck me healthy you needed help and it's unlikely that many women would help hurt a rape victim… So I forgive all of you for doing what you needed to, to help me. And, I thank you too," And then she reached out and rubbed Torroto's nearest leg. It was as warm as human skin. "You're a warm blooded creature!" She gasped. Torroto's "Yes" collided with Myra's "You didn't know?" Dahlia shook her head, "They told my group that you were just like Earth spiders only with a Sub-Human brain. That you only took women for sex, since your females are rarely spotted I thought that was true, but was hoping you'd treat me better…" "Human Companions are more than 'Sex Toys' Miss. Morris," An angry Vottorore stated, "We learn a lot from you and… Uh… How do you put that My Phoebe?" Phoebe looks up to Her Serrahsha, "That we are your Muses and Inspiration for some of your best Ideas?" and at his nod, a gesture many races had acquired from the humans, even those at odds with humans, Phoebe wrapped her arms around his torso thick leg that ended in dexterous claws that rivaled the Human hand and gushed, "Awww, that's so sweet! Let's go screw some more years off my age!" And with that odd statement she climbed on his back and he scampered up the wall and out of the cave. Myra shared a laugh with Torroto and then explained, "The regenerative affects have a semi "Fountain of Youth" effect that's more drastic if you start when you're older, but it's not truly a Fountain of Youth as though your body become more vigorous and youthful the years don't 'disappear' you just get more of them as the ware to your body heals itself faster." "We'd know more of its effects if my pore Anna was still alive," A sadden Torroto whispered, "But the Company killed her to stop her from getting a lawyer to represent us in Federation court. She was the Biologist on the First In Team and the first Human Companion." "Anna Starpride?" Queried Dahlia, "You're THAT Torroto? But… no… Not even They could be so cruel… Or could They?" Torroto's head snapped up, "What? What are They saying a bought My Anna?" A wide eyed Dahlia shook her head, "I don't believe it now and I doubted it when they started… Well, doing what they did to me, but… but, They say," she whispered the next part, "That you killed and ate her after she told you that she wouldn't lie to the Federal Review board and that your people were not fit to manage your own planet…" Torroto let go of Myra, turned to the right and quietly scuttled to one side. While he was out of sight she heard him whisper, "Oh, Anna. What should I Do? The things they are saying… Would it be safe for Myra or should I change plans?" Dahlia, curious, started to get up and Myra came over and helped her up and supported her until she readjusted her center of gravity to standing. Dahlia walked out a couple steps and turned to the right. She saw Torroto laying in front of an alcove like the one her hammock hung in and there was an alcove in between them and against the left side of both was a huge, ornately carved, wooden wardrobe. Hers was plain but the one in between hers and the one where Torroto was had Myra's name carved into the top and a painting on silk of her hung on the door and a voice/text recorder hung off one side on a post at an upwards 45 degree angle. Standing there she realized she was naked and her precious Data Gauntlet was missing. She knew that she was wearing it when she escaped the complex where she was held. They had let her keep it because when they needed to use her computer skills those few times she wouldn't use any other equipment because hers was SO much better. "Um, Myra, Is there spare cloths I can wear? And where is my Data Gauntlet?" Myra chuckled, "Torroto made you some cloths, you've been out of it for two days, and the Data Gauntlet is in the wardrobe with the cloths." Dahlia walked, with a little aid from Myra, over to the wardrobe and opened it. There was a half dozen beautiful outfits out of Serrahsha Silk, hung in with them were pieces of sexy lingerie that matched the cloths they hung by. "Torroto tells me he was a Grand Weaver before he became The Grand Strategist and still eats enough of the Weaver diet, by the way, the Serrahsha Cast System IS a 'you are what you eat' thing rather than a 'you are what you are born to be' thing, to keep his 'hand' in shape for after." "They are not my best work," Torroto suddenly mentioned form right behind them. Myra jumped, spun, and punched Torroto's leg as Dahlia squeaked, then Myra yelled, "I've got to get you a bell!" Torroto made a sound Dahlia hadn't heard before and Myra groused, "Quit laughing! You're quieter then a Stealth Runner and you scared Dahlia again!" Dahlia defended, "I'll get used to it, and I've got to, to get out of here!" Myra winced, but Torroto said, "That makes three of us wanting to world hop, I only want to keep The Harvest Corporation from killing us off. They've already destroyed the world I knew; perhaps I can find something 'Out There' that I like," He looked down at Myra, "especially with a good guide?" He then looked over to Dahlia, "Or two?" Myra grinned and hugged his leg as Dahlia whispered, "I'm not sure I'd be a good Companion for you, I-" Torroto cut her off buy lifting a fore-leg and spreading his claw in a passable stop gesture, "The sex thing is and always has been optional, Anna only started with it because she wanted to experiment then she got hooked on the sensation. We found out the regenerative and enhancive properties out later, after an accident. All a Human Companion ever was supposed to be was a good friend. Think you can handle that?" At Dahlia's nod he went on, "Good, now I want your help with something, after what you told us a bought the story They tell new hires I've decide they are waiting for someone to try the "Serrahsha Are Beasts" thing that My Anna tried after contact with us, because the Higher Ups know we're not and that anyone who'd meet us would agree with that. So plan B." "But Torroto," Myra stated, "I need to get to my uncle, General Eon Nanosmith, to get you help." "Don't worry Myra, you will," Torroto soothed, "But you may need to go thru The Empire and meet an old friend of mine," Though the Empire and The Federation weren't the best of friends as governments go, but would help each other often, "Which could help us in the end. But First," he turned to Dahlia, "I know your Data Gauntlet is a high end module, but how good is it and you?" Dahlia straitened, "My Gauntlet is a stripped down Military Intelligent Unit from two years ago- which means its still two years ahead tech. As for me, I've been classified as a Level Twenty Hacker/Programmer and I should have gone to Spook School. Well, Hind Sight twenty/twenty and all that…" Torroto made his laugh, "You want to meet my Computer?" To you, the reader, this question may seem odd, but to those in this story the computers have had rudimentary AIs for decades and have been treated somewhat as the pets of their users, so in those terms the question makes sense to ask. "Ah… Just let me get dressed, and I'd love to," Dahlia replied. She quickly chose a forest green pantsuit and the teddy that went with it. However, as soon as she put it on she was hit by a wave of sexual pleasure in all the intimate places it touched plus the lesser pleasure from the skin it touched, "Ooohhh Crap! I'd forgottennnnnn AAhh!" She collapsed to her hands and knees, "Five years ago I had a pair of panties that had an inch square of Serrahsha Silk sewn into the lining at just the right spot! But THIS! This is fifty times THAT in each of the three spots!" She stood shakily, "How do the women who ware this stuff all the time do it?" "Either they ware cotton under it or they have A LOT of sex," Myra stated, "But its effects do lessen slightly as time passes. But I'll really miss it when I leave." "With Dahlia's help, you'll be on an Imperial Scout Ship when you leave, so you can take more than your old cloths," Torroto verbally smirked to Myra as he watched Dahlia shiver as she slid the pants and blouse on. Myra was also watching, "How heavily did you pack the weave?" she whispered to Torroto "Only a Quarter of your first cloths," Torroto quietly replied, "And she's reacting just as strongly as you did AND you had a STRONG reaction to it. If she has sex with me she's going to go a bit wild. But that's a big IF." Myra nodded and watched as an unsteady Dahlia walked over sliding on the Suit Jacket. "So," Dahlia asked, valiantly trying to keep her voice steady, "What's next?" Torroto sunk to lie down and Myra braced Dahlia, "This may be hard for you, but Companions often ride on their Serrahsha. Which makes since because we're in a city that the Serrahsha built for themselves? They haven't yet refitted it for humans just in case The Corporate Security Forces brake thru to here so it'll be harder for them to fight in here." Dahlia nods grimly, "I can handle riding, I think." Myra grins, "Good girl, Torroto does have a harness for us to strap in as he'll have to be at angles where we'd fall off without them at times." Dahlia nods and lets Myra get her on Torroto's back, strap her down and watches as Myra gets on in front of her. She kept thinking to herself, "Serrahsha are not spiders, their warm-blooded." Myra told Torroto, "OK, we're aboard," then shot over her shoulder, "Hold on, It's a bought to get wild." As Torroto surged up then out of the cave into a tunnel, then he turned right and scuttled down the tunnel and moved at an amazing speed. Suddenly he shifted onto a wall then up to the ceiling as a naked woman came bounding down the tunnel faster than normal for the gravity here. She was clutching her dress and some men's clothing. She giggled up to Torroto, "Hi Torroto," as she passed under him. She was followed by a man who was also running to fast and was naked as well. He also grinned up with a "Hi". A little later another Serrahsha was skittering down the tunnel. Torroto greeted, "Have fun with your companions Soeruhrue!" "You too, Torroto!" Soeruhrue click/laughed back. "That was," Myra explained, "Bailey and T-Bone Ryens and their companion Soeruhrue. Bailey and T-Bone are Warp Shifted," Warp Shifted are mutations caused by a small, necessary imbalance in the Warp Drive Field that allowed for Faster Then Light travel, only three percent of people who travel ever got hit, but your chance never changed from one flight to the next, so those who travelled more had a larger chance of getting hit, and even after you got Shifted you could get Shifted again, "Bailey's a Lepord Feral," A mutation with "Werewolf" like effects, in this case she could turn into a half to full Lepord, "And T-Bone is a telepath. They were married before they came here to work for The Harvest Corporation, but, as soon as they arrived the company tried to separate them to breed them to 'their own kind.'" Dahlia shook her head, "I bet Bailey didn't take will to that," It was well known that, like the Ferrariens, the feline race that runs the Empire, Feral can somehow smell who the person who their True Mate really is and those who interfere often will get hurt. "No she didn't. Now I, before I tell you the next part I must tell you this was JUST after Anna's death and WAY before my time." Torroto broke in as they switched back down to the bottom of the tunnel, "Yes, it was during the time I was the most vicious towards the Company." "Indeed," Confirmed Myra," The, at the time, Grand Weaver Torroto and The High Engineer Soeruhrue and others were out hunting for Corporate Security forces to test Soeruhrue's newly designed weapon, a weponized sonic pulverizer. They were protrolling near a base that is no longer there when they came across a currieos sight." Torroto turned and started climbing a tunnel headed straight up, "If you don't mind, I can take over," At Myra's 'sure' he picked up the history, "Well, what I saw looked to be a Ferrarien with spotted fur, only it was too large to be one as it would have been seven of your 'Feet' tall, as you may know Ferrariens don't get much over five foot tall, well it was crouched in between an injured human male and some of the Harvest Corporation Security Forces. "I have a Ferrarien Airray," Torroto used the Ferrarien word for a friend, mate and partner on the battle field, "And for a moment I saw Trrrushmure and Anna there and I wasn't letting them down! I did a fool hearted thing then, I leapt forward out of the canopy with a battle cry and landed in front of what I thought was a Ferrarien and leveled my weapon, I was lucky that the warriors and Soeruhrue had leapt a half second after I did and landed in a wedge around the two of them. We then fired our wepons into the midst of the unprepaired Security Force. At that second I didn't see the horror in the results as the humans screemed in agony as their innards were pulverized and blood spouted from their orafisses. I am ashamed to admit I had hissed in satisfaction at what happened and I missed the shock of horror of the warriors, I should state that these were some of the Warrior Caste that wanted to sweep the Humans off of the face of Trallivane only allowing the current Companions to remain if they're Serrahsha wanted them to remain. I was believing that this would be the best vengeance on the Company until Soeruhrue asked me a question that changed the course of history. An Alien Spider's Love Ch. 01 "He asked if this is how Anna would have wanted to be avenged," Torroto's voice cracked there, "And the answer that screamed in my head was 'NO!' I turned and smashed the weapon against the ground and broke it to bits. I heard the others smashing their weapons just after I did. "Then I turned towards the two and was faced with what LOOKED like a Ferrarien but SMELLED like an odd human and before I could stop myself I asked in Human, 'What are you?' Her ears swiveled from the pinned back position to the 'You've got my full attention' position. "She responded, 'You speak human?' Laughingly I replied, 'For the last twenty years, actually we all do. It's an easy language to figure out.' Then the human spoke up 'Bailey, my dear mate, these are the good guys you can turn back now.' Then the woman turned into a human and after several questions we learned what had happened, but at one point Soeruhrue had approached the couple and suddenly booth grabbed him and growled, 'OWERS,' It shocked him and I, as the only one who knew what it was, explained that it was the common mating behavior of Ferrariens and I assumed it was the same for these Feral, I then equated their mating to our original term of Companions." "So why tell me a bought them, other than we ran into them?" Dahlia asked. Torroto replied, "They designed the computer I'm taking you to and it passed the time until now." "You never told me that your Ferrarien friend was the Head mistress of Finance," Myra spouted "She is?" Torroto responded, "It' been twenty five years since we had contact. I'm proud of her." Suddenly they exited the tunnel into a huge cavern hanging in the middle of which was a large city made from silk, gold and gemstones. "Welcome to No Regrets," announced Torroto and Myra. Dahlia felt a little like a Spaniards being introduced to Eldorado. She hopes that she does better than they did. To Be Continued… An Alien Spider's Love Ch. 02 Author's note 1: In the Serrahsha language a ; means a click noise. And Serrahsha use voice inflection instead of facial expressions to broadcast emotions (i.e. a smile is a happy, gentle voice) Author's note 2: Still no editor, I AM looking for one .If you are one and like what you see, PLEASE send me your e-mail through feedback. Author's note 3: The sex in this chapter is minimal because of the nature of Serrahshan sex. But everyone involved in sex acts is an adult, the humans being at least 18. Author's note 4: I thank you for your feedback, but I'd like some NEGATIVE feedback as well. If I know what you DON'T like about my stories (Other than the spelling- I KNOW I have trouble there ;) ) I can improve them. What I'm aiming for is being attractive to a Publishing Company. I had friends that thought I shouldn't bother… I'm no longer in touch with them, I've also had friends tell me I'm real good. Enough from me… An Alien Spider's Love prt 02 Opening To New Ways Dahlia was amazed at the Serrahsha city of No Regrets, A city constructed of silk and decorated with precious metals and gemstones. Torroto was explaining what the buildings they passed by or over were. Dahlia asked, "Are there any homes here?" "Only apprentices live in the city proper, Anna would call this the Commercial zone of the city. The living caverns are all around this cavern and we keep our industries as clean as possible and on the surface. What really amazes your people is that each building has its own clean power source. " Myra nods, "That is what I'm the maddest about. If The Harvest Corporation wasn't being big jerks The Federation would have cheep, easily available power. Think how such power sources would revolutionize Star Travel at the very least." Torroto does a click/chuckle at that and Myra thumps his back, "Are you ever going to explain why you find that statement funny?" "Maybe," click/laughs Torroto, "But not right now." Myra slaps Torroto's back, "You always say that…" Dahlia queries Myra tensely, "Why do you keep hitting Torroto and why does he take that from you?" Torroto click/chuckles, "I don't feel the hits as a human would. It's more spread out and dulled, thanks to my chitin the hardest any unarmed human can do is a rough tap. The caresses however…" Torroto made a whistle sound that was explained as a sexy moan as Myra petted the place she had just hit. As they were climbing over another office, Torroto announced, "And now, a good look at our destination, The Weaver Palace!" Massive silk orbs, bigger than any that made the city proper bejeweled a massive column that rose from the center of the lake that covered most of the bottom of the cavern that No Regrets hung in to the roof of the cavern three-quarter a mile above that lake. The city stopped about forty feet from its mean diameter and was only connected to it by nearly invisible silk bridges that looked easy to cut. The way the place's windows were cut and stained and the Gems and metals were interwoven in the walls The Weaver's Palace looked more like a work of art than what Torroto stated what it was, "A city's Weaver's Palace is where all City functions are routed from, all City business takes place, all the Caste and guild headquarters are in there, it's where the governors meet, It has the best, highest end and most expensive shops and bazaar and it's were the prisoners are given their assignment masters. I should take you there first…" "Why?" Dahlia asked. Torroto sighed, "I captured your rapists that had chased you and caught you. It's up to you to tell us whether you want to control any of their punishment duties and you may give testimony to either defend or convict them and the contents of that testimony will set the price of the rental fee which often determines how long they have to work and who buys master rights." "'Master Rights?' Like slaves?" Dahlia asks horrified. "No," Torroto replies, "The prisoners have full rights and must be paid a stipend for the work they are assigned or do which includes food, clothing, housing and medical coverage. The cost of the rental fee just determines how many work hours the person must complete before they are finished with their punishment. We also try to match the prisoner's skill to who gets them, so they are comfortable. At least, whenever possible keeping in mind what crimes they have committed." Dahlia thought about it, it was better than some Federation member's penal codes, "OK, I think I can accept that." Torroto nodded, Anna and Myra had trouble with their punishment system too, at least until it was explained, many Humans did and he had learned that in a very pre-FTL era some humans owned one another as property. To the Serrahsha it was as barbaric as eating another intelligence, to witch Anna had responded, "That happened too," when he told her their view. He was SO glad most humans had got past those stages! He was then told by his Ferrarien Airray Trrrushmure that by the standards of many species the Serrahsha were a gentle people. But even they had a breaking point. Torroto scurried forward and across a bridge. On the other side there were two Serrahsha resting on either side of a door into a silk orb. One had a Companion on his back while the other was shivering and his abdomen had a slight bulge. Dahlia asked, "What's wrong with him, is he sick?" Just then the Serrahsha gave a scream and his crack opened up dropping a nude human male who also roared in orgasm. As Torroto scampered by a confused Dahlia asked, "That wasn't a male Serrahsha?" Torroto click/chuckled, "Ahhh… Well, Serrahsha Sex is complex. Let's see… Anna called us a hermaphrodite species; most of us have both sexes but can chose which one is active at what time. True Males, like myself, and True Females only make up ten percent of our population and in us only one sex set truly functions so… You still can call anyone not obviously female a 'he' but the truth is most Serrahsha are unsexed as far as a standard Duel Sex is concerned." "Oh, that kind of makes the thought of sex with you sort of easier…" Dahlia muttered. Neither Torroto nor Myra understood that, but it WAS sort of encouraging. Torroto went thru the door into a place where Serrahsha Weavers were constructing clothing around humans, some Companions were helping as well as people with bracelets, who Dahlia assumed was the punished ones. Dahlia asked, "Why are you making so many human cloths? There can't be that much call for them." Torroto click/chuckled, "Serrahsha take a long view of a situation. If we win, which we plan on doing, we'll need money to rebuild which we can get by having product on hand to sell and spreading it to several markets. Also our Constructors and Miners are exultant income earners. Not to mention what our Hunter, Harvester, and Artist Castes." Myra interjected, "And you should include The Strategist Caste, there are non-military applications for strategists, such as lawyers, media programmers and corp -- ahhh…" "What would corporations want strategists for?" Torroto asked more curios then furious, because he knew that not all corporations were as bad as Harvest Corp. Myra looked too cautious, so Dahlia answered, "They use them to plan what to do next or how to promote themselves." "Oh… Why would someone believe this war would advance Harvest Corps purpose?" Myra and Dahlia looked at one another, "We have no idea." Torroto nods, he had thought so. Then he headed down a strand for five orb levels, he then scuttled one quarter of the way around the column and into the bottom of another orb. Inside were rows of seats and tables with humans doing small tasks under the watch of an enormous 38 foot Serrahsha. Dahlia gasped, "I didn't know you could grow that big!" Torroto makes a low whistle, his version of a sigh, "We usually don't, but she is a Berserker Caste. Order keeps this one calm so she keeps order over the prisoners. Berserkers like Poj;izefae are a rare genetic anomaly that doesn't shift forms with what they eat, they grow over large and become highly aggressive and dangerous when not kept calm, but if kept so they are one of the best of The Serrahsha's Castes. It's amazing to most of us, but some prisoners are so taken with them that they become companions of a Berserker. I understand the attraction myself," but he didn't explain and Poj;izefae had spotted them. "Ah, Torroto!" Her powerful voice boomed, "It is always a pleasure! So is the second female this Dahlia my new Companion has been talking about? He's been worried and I believe that what he's been telling me is the truth. Don't I Billy?" Billy Stone, who was the only corporate security guard who was nice to Dahlia, popped his head over Poj;izefae's shoulder, "Hi Dahlia! I've been worried about you since I saw blood bubble from your lips as the doc and Miss. Nanosmith lifted you into Mr. Torroto's womb." Poj;izefae quickly corrected, "It's a Pouch not a womb, deer. I have a womb, but it's connected to my pouch as his testicles are connected to his. To have sex two Serrahsha shove the backs of their pouches out." But Dahlia didn't care about that, it was, "Billy? What the hell are you doing here? You don't belong in this prison!" "You will need to explain Dahlia, and testify about the other five," Poj;izefae motioned to the nearby wall where five men hung in silk cocoons. Dahlia glanced over there, "Who cares about those bastards, they put me through hell, if you can do the same to them that would be nice. But Billy, he stopped the worst of what they tried, even getting a pounding when he tried to stop some things that they tried." "And what was Billy doing there that night?" Torroto asked. "I- I'm not sure, all I remember was running, being chased, tripping, then my usual rapists catching me, and then I passed out. I don't remember him." "I heard about her escape," Billy stated, "And ran after them. I got there after the first guy got done and I slammed into the second, we fought and I was clobbered from behind. I don't remember much until I woke as Torroto carried me into No Regrets." Torroto nods, "I found him uncontshus not to far from Dahlia tied up, I found it curios and brought him with us. It is standard to bring odd people to this facility, so I brought him here and gave him a green band, signifying that he was here as a matter of form. This is one reason I wanted to bring you here, Dahlia. He inquired to your health soon after waking up, so we thought he might not be in on your rapes." Billy smiles down at Torroto, "And I thank you for introducing me to my Poj;izefae!" Dahlia wonders if there is a narcotic in the lubricating fluid until Poj;izefae smirks at Torroto, "He's like this even before we've had sex!" Billy blushes. Dahlia smiled, his reaction was normal for him when he likes somebody though she was amazed that it happened so fast. Of course she was starting to enjoy Torroto's calm demeanor, but she was afraid that maybe she was being affected by some latent addiction from the lube she was dosed with, but with Billy being unfucked she could relax and enjoy being with Torroto. She then slid off of Torroto's back and walks over to the hanging men. The first one she walked up to snarled, "When I get out of this I'm going to have you reprogrammed into a bitch in heat who only likes my dick!" "Michal Razorson here has claimed to have killed one hundred Serrahsha. He also claims the company has given him five woman reprogrammed to that fantasy. I only believe the last half of his claims. He also was the one who liked to whip me the most. I needed the regen tank after each beating," Dahlia recounts then moves to the next. Each of the other four had a similar tale attached to them and all but one threatened her. That one pleaded for mercy from the Serrahsha. After that Poj;izefae handed her a slip that had 750,000 trade units written on it, "What is this about?" Dahlia queried. Poj;izefae click/chuckles, "That is what the estimated total of the rental fees for this five comes to. It is a partial compensation for what they have done to you. The other half is knowing that these lugs are going to be working at some of our hardest jobs for humans." She turns to the one who begged for mercy, "I've a Grand Weaver wanting a new male modal, it's hard work for a human, but it is not dangerous as long as you behave yourself. " "I'll do it. I took my frustrations as a harem guard out on Dahlia." "Shut it, you week willed worm!" Growled the first one, "Do you have no Pride!?! Be a man and refuse to work for these disgusting bugs! You only did what a True Man does when he wants a woman!" The three who hadn't been involved yet did had the decency to look embarrassed before Billy growled, "Should we send a message to that Hunter that was in here yesterday that we have someone for him to use as live bait?" "Not him, he has had too many humans die for my taste and I've always been leery of renting humans to Serrahsha who doesn't want Human Companions. But I think your idea's a good one, I'll send a message to my friend Hunter Tritudtwas." The trio said 'see you' to Poj;izefae, Billy and the three companions that popped out of her pouch, as the phrase 'good by' is considered bad luck by the Serrahsha. Torroto then climbed up the column until near the top, then over to a separate orb that had a computer lock and the warning: Restricted Access, Grand Strategist Torroto's Court Only. Serrahshan violators will spend time on the lake. Dahlia was confused, "What is wrong with the lake?" Myra chuckled, "Most Serrahsha are afraid of the water and can't swim. Torroto's one of the 'crazies' that loves to swim and he even dives under water, from the lowest tiers of the city, a lot." "Often near the offending Serrahsha I bet," Chuckled Dahlia thinking 'That's her Torroto. -- Wait, did I just think of him as MY Torroto? Huh??? I barely know him…' Torroto sighs, "She's there already Myra… And smart enough to realize that things are not normal. Dahlia… Serrahsha are sort of empathic/telepathic. We can't control it and it only causes bounds to form faster between people who would form bond in other ways. This may have happened in time without my abilities." Dahlia thought about it a moment, "It's alright, I'm assuming that the abilities are the result of an evolutionary need? And they work on Serrahsha even better?" Torroto click/laughed, "In most cases; Yes, but some, like me, have trouble connecting. Before Anna I had no friends, no one I met could connect with me for my first twenty sentient years I had no friends. Then I met an alien creature and bonded. Others with my problem met and bounded with other aliens. They brought us together and the thirteen of us bounded and we formed The Court. When the Harvest Corporation ripped the First Companions from us WE became the leaders of the resistance. The only true leaders on Trallivane, The Outcasts… And I'm their leader." The importance of Torroto and her real value to him hit her, "You need someone to keep you connected to your people. They are afraid of you! Every Serrahsha we met on the way here, except for the few you have called by name, avoided getting close to you, but they all waved at me and Myra! You need a spy." "More like an investigator," Myra corrected. "Yes," Torroto click/laughs, "But you must forgive Dahlia's assumption, because she IS a spy, from the Harvest Corporation Headquarters I'm guessing?" Dahlia sighs, 'So much for my cover,' She thinks, "Yes, but it was only suppose to be on this branch of the Company's relationship with the Serrahsha. How did you know?" Torroto sighed, "We're TELEPATHICLY bonding, remember? We know each other better than you think… And you and Myra need to sleep in the same hammock tonight so your bond can form." 'Of course, My Torroto like his companions to be each other's companions as well,' Dahlia thought, then quickly realized that that thought was in reaction to information from Torroto's head. Torroto punched in the code to the Court's chamber into the lock and crawled down into the sphere. The lights came up as they entered revealing an eleven foot Serrahsha with a five foot four nude woman eagerly crawling into his six foot pouch. As soon as she was inside the pouch it snapped shut, leaving a sixteenth of an inch opening that air could flow through, sealing her in for the duration of the sex. Myra giggled, "Is my camerawoman being shy again Poshrouppoe?" she teased. "Hell no, Myra, Lidia is more insatiable than Riven, my first Companion," he responded. "Riven Price?" Dahlia gasped, pulling Poshrouppoe's attention to her. At his confused nod, she continued, "He's my uncle, he suggested that I get the company to investigate the Trallivane branch, he never told me why though. But now I can guess!" Poshrouppoe quickly jumped to his Companion's defense, "Now I'm sure he didn't mean-" She stopped him by raising her hand and saying, "Never thought he did, but the head bosses weren't sure if it was worth a full team, so I volunteered because my Uncle was sure something was wrong and he has never been wrong before. I'm hoping the Board took notas of my not contacting them since I got here three months ago, but I'm not counting on it." Poshrouppoe relaxed and then gave a shivery moan and half collapsed, "MMMmmm, I love how she feels in there, but I DO really miss your Uncle…" Dahlia smiles, "I'm sure he misses you too. I have a question that would be crass amongst humans: Why are you so small?" Both Serrahsha erupted into a click storm of laughter. Then Torroto explained, "This is Grand General Poshrouppoe, one of the Warrior Caste." "And I'm (Oooohhhhh…) LaRGe for my Caste," Poshrouppoe Injected, "Now I'll get me and Lidia out of here so you three ha -- ave no distractions." And he scuttled out. Then a new voice spoke, "Good evening Miz. Dahlia I've been eager to meet with you after Master Torroto Had told me about you and- By My Makers! Is that your data gauntlet? OHHHHHH! I think I'm in love… would you be so kind to bring her over here, Miz Dahlia, so we could have our first make out session?" A spotlight then highlighted a D.G. Cradle Dahlia realized that the speaker was Torroto's computer, "You're an Artificial Sentience? But that's imposable with all know computer designs!" "You mean all known Mechanical designs Companion Dahlia," came a rich, deep voice rang out as a unique looking Serrahsha came slowly into the light. His front left leg was missing at the hip, the left large compound eye was gone and there was deep furrows carved into his chitin. He continued, "I am Grand Inventor Mosttomvone, the lead inventor of Torroto's little group. I must inform you Companion, that a full Eighty Percent of Serrahsha tech is organic in nature as most items are made from different compositions of our silk. Somehow this simple fact allows Sentience in our version of your computers. We treat them as we would any other intelligent and let them choose their owners," His speech patterns may have been formal, but there was a friendly tone in his voice. He then chuckles, "Now that you are here, I'm assuming that Torroto took you by the Punishment Markets," At her nod, he continued, "I was looking at one of your rapists for a test subject for things I got to the Intelligences testing stage. If you would excuse me, I want to get there before a bunch of others discover that they are up for adoption," And he scuttled off a little slower than other Serrahsha. An Alien Spider's Love Ch. 02 After Mosttomvone had left Dahlia asked Torroto, "What is the deal about Mosttomvone's injuries?" Torroto sighs, "He was caught by a Harvest Corp. Scientist, who performed evil experiments on him," a sad frown crosses Torroto's voice, "He won't talk about it much because he lost his companion during the escape. But at least he doesn't go as far with his human test subjects as they did with him. Now, Dahlia let me introduce Xeno Rade." A trumpeting noise rang through the room, "That's me!" crowed the computer, "Now let's see how compatible we are." Dahlia walked over and placed her gauntlet in the cradle. Data Gauntlets directly connect the human nervous system to a computer's input system allowing for speed-of-thought communication, however; how clear the information and commands are transmitted is the function of the gauntlet's quality, Dahlia's was of the best available but when this computer connected with her gauntlet it was like she had plugged her brain into the computer without any of the barriers she usually encountered. The entire Planetary Net was open to her thoughts… The Harvest Corporation was TOAST! An Alien Spider's Love Ch. 03 Author's note 1: All persons engaged in sex are fully adult (Over 18 for humans) Author's note 2: I'm going to look for a publisher/agent for this book so I'm going to keep writing 'An Alien Spider's Love' but I want to talk to one before I post any more. If you are a reputable agent or publishing house rep. please use the feedback thing to send me your compinies name, number, address/city and your name and corprit E-mail. Please don't yell at me for this. And I will keep writing other stories for Lit (Home Body -- Non Human is the main one now). Author's note 3: Still no editor yet, but I did get a Dictionary and a Thesaurus to help get more words right. Please no coments about spelling. An Alien Spider's Love Chapter 3 As The Petals Spread Dahlia was sorting through all the data she and Torroto's A.S. computer Xeno Rade now had access to, which included Everything The Harvest Corporation knew, "Torroto, you were right, they are just waiting for Myra to show herself. They even have a Clone-and-Reprogram order out for her, seams they want her clone to tell The Federation their side of the invasion and they want to send Myra back to you as an assassin! They have guessed that she is your type. Wait… crap! They've got one on me too…" she brought her vision out of the electronic realm to the real, "I can see everything they have, what do you want me to do?" Torroto was shocked and furious, 'How Dare They!' He thought, and then he realized that she was so ready to strike back at the company, "I need you to find a ship that can hide from corporate scanners and land on Trallivane and take off without detection." After three minuets Dahlia smiled, "I've a Helvivion Courier that will be here tomorrow, It's cloaked so they can't see it how they have their scanners. I can because I hacked the government 'free' files to get the filters that can." "Free files?" Queried a confused Torroto. Dahlia nodded, "The Federation, and The Empire, has files that if you're a good enough hacker you can get 'Hidden' programs that are not safe enough for public distribution and use. The theory is if you're good enough to get in to them you should be smart enough to use them wisely enough NOT to get caught with them. A 'smart' level 11 could hack these easy enough but the best they have here are 'dumb' 14's who are not good enough (in either sense of the fraise) to do so. By the way, for those who don't understand, a 'smart' hacker is most often a good guy or someone who would only hack in the course of their job. 'Neuters' only hack for their fun and wouldn't abuse the stuff too badly. The 'Dumb' hackers are most often the criminals or sloppy hackers that would often misuse the stuff." If Torroto was human his eyes would have bulged while absorbing the information, but his eyes bulged out anyway so he just stared at Dahlia for a moment (Staring is easy for Serrahsha however, they have no eyelids). He then asked, "Can you contact them?" Dahlia smiled, "Too easy, I can even give you a live feed without them finding out. It's contacting The Federation or Empire that I can't do, the FTL-LD compressor is disconnected, the physical component I mean, very smart." Torroto nods, "Xeno Rade, I need ComSat now!" He barked(ish), as he stepped over to Dahlia and started to nibble her hair, "Let's talk to them now." When the Helvivion bridge came up Torroto resisted the urge to salivate because they looked like giant Noko, giant ant-like creatures that Serrahsha Weavers consider a delicacy, and started, "I am The Serrahsha Grand Strategist-" "Hive-sister, call the Human-Man Admiral, I think this Mon- ah… Individual will need to talk to him." "Aye Hive-Captain." Torroto click/chuckled, "Don't worry, about almost calling me a monster, ma'am, I've been wondering how tasty you'd be if you weren't intelligent …" The Helvivion captain was click/laughing when the Human Admiral walked in earning her an odd look, then he caught a look at Myra and did something that caused him to get weird looks, "I-I-I?" Myra lent forward, "Byron? When did you get promoted?" While Byron kept fish-facing, Torroto asked, "You know this man Myra?" Myra rubbed Torroto back, "Don't worry, my Torroto, he's just my brother." "They said you went missing last year!" Byron gasped, "They told us that they thought HE might have killed you!" He pointed at Torroto, "And you're his LOVER?" "Harvest Corporation has been lying about a lot Bro," Myra stated, "And I've got all the proof I need to bury them, I just need to get it off world." The Helvivion's navigator stated, "Informative update: Diverting to pick up potential passenger would only add three hours at most to E.T.A., if it's a scoop and run, to Imperial home world and we will be twenty hours ahead of schedule at that point. However; we'd need a secure landing field." Dahlia had just finished checking the map of No Regrets, "There's a star dock here Torroto, should I give them coordinates?" Torroto sighs, then nods, "If Admiral Nanosmith wants to pick up his sister, send the tasty looking aliens the coordinates and I'll get the word out to the Weavers, and related Castes, that they are sentient and not to be eaten. But," he looks at the Helvivion captain, "You should advise your crew not to wander to far from your ship." Byron nods, "But I've a meeting with the Empress to discuss the invasion of this world requested by The Harvest Corporation after their ace spy went missing after she started investigating this branch." Dahlia giggled, "Ah, they noticed that I went missing!" And Myra nods, "And I need to talk to Trrrushmure on Torroto's behalf." "Getting to talk to the head of Imperial Finance wo-" "WILL be easy once she catches my sent," Myra Sharply interrupts, "We're companions of the same Serrahsha, but the branch here had her and all non native/non human peoples deported." "I'll need to have that explained later when we have time to argue. I'll see you tomorrow, Sis." "Tomorrow Bro," Myra responded. Dahlia disconnected, turned and stared as Myra lifted both fists and slammed them into Torroto's back. "How come you never told me No Regrets has a Star Dock? And do you guys have Star Ships yet?" Myra yelled. Torroto shrugged, "We made the Star Dock for the Companions, but it was done a week after Anna died, I never told you because it wasn't useful until now. As for Star Ships we have four non functional Yachts, as in no FTL drive… they'd be useless to get off world with as the corporation's vessels would be able to catch us. Though with the Serrahshan weapons and shielding we could hold off the corporate security space forces for more than long enough for an invasion team to get on planet, and the seven other Serrahshan cities that have Star Docks have a similar number of ships. I've put a data stick on the subject into the report packet." "Torroto," Poshrouppoe spoke up from the entrance, "Is there a place aboard that ship for a Serrahsha? I should be there as a Serrahshan ambassador as you are the one that actually runs the Warriors as you have the best insight into the human thinking patterns." "I'll have to ask them when they get here," Torroto said wishfully. Poshrouppoe suddenly started to click, whistle and hum, and when Torroto responded in kind Dahlia and Myra both realized that they were hearing The Serrahshan Language for the first time ever. Myra looked at Dahlia, "That's odd," Myra stated, "Serrahsha usually don't talk in a way that others can't understand as a matter of politeness." Dahlia could feel the anger coming off of Torroto however and took a guess, "Have you ever heard them argue, I don't mean just a minor difference of an opinion but REALY argue?" At Myra's shake of her head Dahlia continued, "I bet that it's more polite to them to argue in a language others don't understand then to talk in the same language." Torroto sighed and responded, "It is, and Poshrouppoe has made some valid points to me. First, I'm not going even though I think I could make a better case." "That's why you shouldn't go," Dahlia stated, "You're the best chance the Serrahsha have to get help, if they start with you, who's your backup?" "That was his argument, also, Dahlia: If you wish you may go with Myra… It's unfair for me to hold you here when you want off world…" Dahlia considered, though she did want off Trallivane, her talents with the computer would be of best use to Her Torroto and Her Harvest Corporation here working to stop this branch of her company. As she had paused for a while, Torroto was sure Dahlia was going to say that she was going to leave when she came to hug his foreleg that he was shocked to hear, "Thank you Torroto, but it's too soon for me to leave. I'm needed here, and I'd like to see what happens between you and I." That was the best news to Torroto's ears (so to speak, Serrahsha hear through the vibrations of sounds agents the chitin on their heads) and he emitted a sound of a cheese grater on sandstone, A Serrahshan chuckle. Suddenly, Dahlia's stomach burbled, "Um… so what's to eat here?" Myra giggled, "I Hope you like exotic cuisine, we don't get much normal foods here." "Anything is better than the Nutrient Paste I've been force fed since I came here," Dahlia groused as she climbed onto Torroto's back, "It tastes like shit and leaves you feeling like you haven't ate!" As Torroto clambered out of the room, Dahlia asked Myra, "How do you get around No Regrets without Serrahsha?" Myra sighed, "You can't, but when Torroto can't carry us there are plenty Uncasted Serrahsha… Ah, that's Serrahsha that have just hatched from the Pupal Chrysalis into adulthood and are just starting to learn who they are, that will carry any Companion, they are the ones with the bright yellow shells," she then pets Torroto's coal black shell. He skittered over the roof of the cavern, Dahlia was a bit disconcerted being upside down, hanging from straps as they traveled over the water towards a cubic block of the city, a city that has been round and flowing to that point. "What's that?" Dahlia pointed at the cube. "The Alien Companion District," Torroto responded, "It's where you aliens work to help the bonded adjust to the life with a Serrahsha by giving you a sanctuary from us when you need one. Also it's where all the good eateries for your kind are and it's a good place to go when a Serrahsha is hungry as our eating habits are disturbing to non-Serrahsha and feeding for us takes awhile." At that point they had reached the cube and Torroto started to climb down the side, quickly reaching a platform that had three statues on it. The first she saw was of Anna as she was kneeling and scanning a potted, flowering bush that was planted there so her statue could seem like it was doing so, to that statues right was a Ferrarien holding a large gem stone and staring at it with a jeweler's lens, Dahlia recognized her as a younger Trrrushmure then she had seen on the news, on Anna's left was Myra holding a microphone and pointing at something out to her camera woman (Who wasn't there), then Dahlia noticed a painting on silk that was put up next to Trrrushmure of a battered her, at this point she had slid off of Torroto and walked over to the picture, placing the tips of her right hand's fingers on the blackly purple bruise over her left lower ribs as she gazed into her bruised and swollen face. Torroto sighed, "I asked Poj;izefae not to paint you battered like this. It was just after I got you here that she saw you like this." "It's alright, Torroto. Seeing myself like this I now understand why you felt like you had to shove me into your sex since you knew it could save me, and at least she covered my modesty," She pointed at the bands over her breasts and crotch that was painted to look like embroidered silk, "Now I can truly forgive you for doing what you did." Her stomach complained again at that point. Dahlia blushed as she turned. Myra, who had dismounted from Torroto too, strutted over to Dahlia and reassured her, "No one who lives here will judge you for your body's natural reaction as the Serrahsha wouldn't and the Serrahshan attitudes have leaked into the heads of the Companions. None of us would mind if two people in love were making love in the street, we'd laughingly tell them to get a room though." She smiled, "We are still human in our heads, but the attitude of it has become more Serrahshan. Now let's get you something to eat!" As the two women walked into The Cube Torroto noticed something that made him hum in pleasure, they were moving with the same patterns which were the mark of them being full Companions with him. Dahlia had accepted her new position and was now the Pouch Sister of Myra and Trrrushmure all she had left to do was want to have sex with him. He'd be patient, He wasn't lying to her when he had told her that that part was up to her. Inside The Cube Dahlia found the sights and sounds of a busy space station only out of Construction Grade Serrahsha Silk rather than plastic or ceramic plates. Dahlia was surprised at how often Myra was greeted. But what was even more surprising was how often she was greeted by strangers. 'Well maybe I shouldn't be,' She thought, 'Considering that a painting of me was prominently displayed outside of here.' After five minutes of walking Myra and Dahlia sat on a bench to rest, Myra complained, "The one thing I miss about being normal is my old stamina. Riding Serrahsha back to go anywhere isn't good to keep you fit and they don't understand why we'd want to walk when they're so much better at it." A man sat beside them with a huff, "You got that right Miss Myra. How's getting off world going?" "Dahlia here just got me a spot on a ship that can cloak and I'll be headed to Rasshmure," She mentioned the Imperial home world by name, "But all that means is my first stop is Trrrushmure and tell her Her Merruezea needs her." Dahlia did a double take, "I thought Trrrushmure was Torroto's Companion. Who's Merruezea?" Myra and the strange man laughed and Myra told her, "High Grand Weaver Merruezea became Grand Strategist Torroto when he changed Castes." Dahlia's head came up and looked at Myra, "Why?" The man replied, "His personality changed some when he changed Castes. That is normal when they do so. Torroto is harder, more cunning and wiser than Merruezea. Merruezea cared more about what most Serrahsha thought about him. Torroto cares more for what's best for us all under his care, be it human or Serrahsha. Part of Torroto's decision to change who he was the fact that the elders wouldn't listen when he didn't like The Harvest Corporation's development plan. He stopped fighting when they told him to, that they had made the decision. Then they forced everyone but us and them off world. Then forced the thirteen out of Companion Town, What you now know as Central City. After a while of arguing with the Elders to get them to fight, as they were still trying to negotiate, Merruezea made a tough choice. He let Anna go and try to slip past the guards to get Federation aid. That didn't go well…" "Torroto mentioned it," Dahlia stated, as they got up to walk as her stomach had protested during the wait. "Well after that, he decided he couldn't live with himself and started to do something out of character for him, he defied an Elders' edict: He mixed Caste foods in a new way without the Elders' permission. His friends that were the first with Companions with him helped keep it a secret until he shed his old blue with red tiger stripes shell and they marched on the Elders. They were furious and demanded Torroto, as he now is, to go back to being what he was, or at least stop being what he is now and chose an 'approved' Caste. Torroto laughed and shook his head. He told them that the humans were running amok over their planet and it was the elders fault for not listening to him when he was Merruezea and that Torroto would not make the same mistake. One Elder stepped forward and reminded Torroto that he was an Unbondable and must listen to them or the rest of the Serrahsha would believe him a threat. "Torroto told him that while they were playing by the rules the humans of the corporation were not, and if the Elders continued to bind them with tradition, the Serrahsha would cease to be free. The lead elder told him that the customs were more important than the people, which didn't sit well with those gathered, and that Torroto should surrender to their will. Torroto said 'Fine, if that is how you want it, I and my court challenge the Elders to the right of leadership!' "It was then that the Elders made a mistake. They ordered the guard to arrest Torroto and his court. Witch ran against the tradition of challenge. My Googtikhuen ordered the guards to stop on his authority as Chief Historian and Lore Keeper that Torroto did have the right to challenge the Elders in this situation and now, because they had obviously decided not to reason whit Torroto's faction, they must decide if they'll concede to Torroto or fight, and, if so on what field of battle to do so. The lead Elder then flung himself at Torroto who moved with a startling speed and beheaded him. Every one froze. Then Torroto hung his head and sighed, 'I really didn't want to do that. Is there any other objection?' The rest of the Elders, seeing his dedication and caring, stepped down and he started his harsh but fair rule. He's a good person, he just scares the bejesus out of most of the Serrahsha he meets, don't know why, no human does…" Dahlia had a question that came up as they walked. She had spotted small groups of people who were moving exactly the same and were shoulder to shoulder with each other. She started to raze her right arm to point when it tangled with Myra's left arm, "What?" was all she managed to get out. Myra chuckled, "We're Pouch Sisters now, I'll explain over supper," She then waved at the building ahead of them which bore the nameplate of 'Munarroe's'. Dahlia stared, Munarroe was a famous chef that disappeared five years ago when the planet his restaurant was on was raided, supposedly, by pirates. That the restaurant had his name was something. She, however, didn't know if she hoped he was here or it was named in his honor. As they walked in she was shocked to hear, "Myra, darling!!! I see you brought a friend!" Dahlia glanced over Myra's shoulder and saw the real Munarroe, a four foot dwarf human, bounced towards them. He reached up and touched Myra's hand, "So how's the Companion to my favorite Serrahsha?" "Showing my new Pouch Sister the best restaurant in No Regrets," Myra answered, "Is Torroto's Companion table open?" He smiled, "Always," And he waved them over to a table, "Now I've got to get into the kitchen and start cooking! But first… What do you want today?" Dahlia looked a little lost and looked to Myra for help. Myra chuckled and replied, "Give us one of your extra large beginner samplers and we'll share." Munarroe chuckled, he guessed, correctly, that Dahlia had never been to a restaurant that was based on a chief's personality before, and probably had subsided on Quick Pack meals, prepackaged foods that are a you-get-what-you-pay-for deal and is the majority of what's available away from agrarian planets, where raw food ingredients are produced, for most of her life, and walked away. Myra leaned her head onto Dahlia's shoulder, as they had sat as close as they had been walking, and asked, "How did you know the Helvivia would help? Last I knew we were still at war…" Dahlia giggled, "You're not the only Nanosmith with a chitinous lover. The war ended when he and the Hive Captain got lost together and were found as a fiercely co-protective couple. The Counsel of Hive Queens were firm on only one part of the treaty, that she and your brother stick together. The Federation found that it was an easy concession to make, even though the Alliance oversight comity people didn't think it was necessary," they both knew that The Alliance is kind of the UN of this day and age, "Now what do you mean when you say we're Pouch Sisters?" An Alien Spider's Love Ch. 03 Myra digested what Dahlia Told her as she responded, "A Pouch Sister or Brother is Companioned to the same Serrahsha as you and we move in sink without thinking about it. We have a since of what the others are feeling and when they are added we know even if we are far away. We are also uncomfortable if separated from each other without our Serrahsha after we connect." Dahlia's head leaned against Myra's as she asked, "Should I envy or pity those who don't have this?" Myra responds, "I don't know…" They sat like that until a large plastic plank (Essentially a giant serving platter used to hold plates of food - traditionally made of wood, hence the name) arrived covered in clam shell platters (Covered saucers or plates, sometimes bowls often use to hold heat and/or flavor in) with the name of the dish wrote on cards stuck on the lids. Dahlia realized while eating that a lot of the meat was reptile, insect or bird but it was better than anything she ever tasted, even the higher end Quick Packs she could afford. Thirty minutes passed while they ate, and then they made their way back to the entrance of The Cube but Torroto wasn't there, and Myra called over a yellow Serrahsha and asked him where Torroto went. "The Grand Strategist asked one of us to take you back to his quarters," he responded, "He was planning to be there when you get back." Myra and Dahlia climbed on the Yellow's back and Dahlia asked, "So, what's your name?" "I don't have one yet. We take our first name when we take our first Caste. Witch, I hear, is easier under Torroto's rule then it was. All you need now is your wish and the approval of the Caste Master." It took a good thirty minutes to get back to Torroto's cave and Dahlia spent that time in small talk with the young Serrahsha, asking about how he thought about the war (He hoped it would be over before he decided on a Caste), what he thought about Torroto as a leader (He was happy that there were less Unbondables now that Torroto had started to experiment with new Caste mixes after finding out why those who were reluctant to chose a Caste didn't like the established Castes) and other subjects. When they arrived in Torroto's quarters he was putting a silk cocoon with the remains of his meal (Serrahsha eat much like Earth spiders) into the disposal unit. He looked up and made a purring/humming sound of pleasure and asked, "So how was your meal?" Myra grinned and scooped Dahlia up into her arms and jumped down as she told Torroto, "My Pouch Sister didn't shy away from any of the food! She even commented on how some of the insect meat tasted and knew it was from a bug and didn't shy from it!" Dahlia winced and sighed as Myra put her down, "I grew up in the slums on Jurtavell until I was ten, when my Uncle showed up and took me off my Drugged out mother's hands. Lizards and insects were snack foods to me back then. This was loads better…" Myra decided to lighten the mood a little and started to strip, leering up at Torroto, "I want to have sex with you now!" and, now nude, started to rub her back along his crack, stopping to nibble and lick and rub the flesh around his sex causing Torroto to shiver and moan. Dahlia looked quickly around the room spotting several chairs and dragged one into a good place to watch. When she sat down she could see Myra finger herself, rub and massage her tits, and, pull on and twist her nipples as she writhed and rubbed against Torroto. Suddenly there was a sucking sound as the gash opened and then Myra started to thrust her head and shoulders against the opening as she reached inside and brought out hands covered with a clear silvery liquid that she smeared on her boobs and vagina, which caused her to moan and buck into Torroto harder. Dahlia, getting aroused by this, stripped down and started to masturbate as Myra ground into Torroto and started to push the sides of the gash further apart. Torroto, who always was fascinated by the act, turned his head to watch Dahlia better and suddenly his gash gaped open and Myra winked at Dahlia and she thrust herself into Torroto's pouch which slid shut, mostly, around her. Torroto then approached Dahlia, who was trying to imagine what Myra was feeling in there, and gently grasped her wrist with one of his dexterous forefeet and moved it to one side, and then started to caress her outer lips with a blunt claw tip on his other foot, making sure to tease her sensitive nub. After a minute of this he leaned the chair she sat in, they were all designed to do so, and moved forward, changing feet as he did so to one of his back legs as he brought his head to her breasts and opened his outer mandibles and brought his head down to her nipples and teased them with the small mandibles, causing Dahlia to thrust her chest against his mouth and groaned. He then thrust the claw into her sex. He used one of the obset digits to tickle her clit. Dahlia exploded in an orgasm and passed out. Just ten seconds later she came back to herself Torroto was over in a corner pulling a console out of a cabinet. It was a Data Gauntlet Cradle. "That is a connection to Xeno Raid, isn't it?" Torroto chuckled, "Indeed, I had it made for Anna and constantly upgraded it. I need to ask something of you…" He paused, many of his friends thought his feeling was odd, "I know I berried her, that she should be dead… but she doesn't feel that way to my bond…" "And even though it may be tilting at windmills you'd like me to see if they have her alive somewhere?" Torroto cocked his head at her, "'Tilting at windmills?' I've never heard that fraise?" Dahlia sighed, "I meant it as, 'Doing something imposable for no real reason.' I also could have used, 'it may be a wild goose chase' for this." Torroto nodded and stated, "Well, even so… unless you'd find it awkward?" "No, I'll just set up a search worm to flag any data it may find while avoiding any attention," she replied while helping him setup the remote DGC, "It'll take about two hours, but it'll save time in the long run," then she spotted another DGC device in the closet, "What's that?" Torroto chuckled, "It's a shoulder mounted DGC pack, Anna was the Explorer Team's Data Manager as well as their Xeno-biologist, so, I made sure she could do her job from anywhere. I'll put it on in the morning…" Dahlia nods, and then asks, "How long will Myra be occupied?" "About two hours," Torroto hum/purred. Dahlia nods and connects to the computer. Xeno Rade greats her with, "Hi ya sexy, so you go surfing in the buff huh?" She looks down at her cyber image to see it as naked as her real self and shrugged, clothing was not important to her now, "I need to make a search worm, want to help?" Xeno sighed, "He's got you looking for Anna then…" Dahlia nods, "But I don't expect to find much. It'll make him happy to have me really look though." Xeno's disembodied tentacled head nodded, "Let's build us a worm!" Two hours later, Dahlia staggered from the cyber realm and crossed the lair to where Myra was laying on a pile of pillows still glistening from the fluids of having sex with Torroto and curled up to her. Myra reached over to Dahlia to kiss and caress her. Dahlia came to the sudden conclusion that sex with her Pouch sister was the perfict way to end the day… ~~~*~~~ End note: I don't do same sex sex scenes so feel free to use your imagination.