2 comments/ 32837 views/ 10 favorites The Morphant Ch. 01 By: pakled ************************************* Sensor Technician Jeroth "Jer" Andres stood on the edge of the landing pad, his grey eyes watching the ships come and go around their holding area. He brushed his dark-brown hair away from his long face. He'd have to go by the ship's barber soon. He stretched his lanky frame, feeling a little sore from the workouts that were now mandatory for a ship in full gravity, but it was returning a little muscle to his chest and arms. He was no Adonis, but you didn't make it into the Space Corps by being a couch potato. The red sun shone down and the trees were a little odd, but there was something that just made you think it should be more 'alien'. Several species that hopped, walked, flew, or undulated around the yards. Most ignored the humans, except for the few that stopped by to trade. Sometimes he'd talk to one of the fellow crew, Kathy Denov, who he'd hoped to have a 'shipboard romance' with. He'd made a few overtures, but while she seemed interested, she seemed a bit shy, and eventually he dropped it. It seemed to make her uneasy, so rather than spoil his chances, he'd watch her, and figure out what or where he stood. That night they got ready for a party the aliens were having. Language was still a problem; they'd picked up a lot, but some idioms and phrases were still beyond them. It turned out the humans weren't in all that much trouble; they had ignorance on their side. Here, ignorance of the law was an excuse. Since they had to maintain a skeleton crew, a lucky few crew members were going to go to a party being held by the aliens. Those not so fortunate watched from the ports of the view-screens as they left. Soon they arrived at the party. It seemed to be a regular party, almost like Earth. Tables, chairs, drink dispensers, lots of chatter and gesturing. Except for the assortment of alien species around, it could have been on any of the System planets. Jer saw an alien in a corner, observing him. She was dressed in some light, loose clothing, almost normal by human standards. Her skin seemed a little more flesh-toned than the others and her head was tilted in an interested way. For someone that obviously wasn't human, she seemed to be very much a woman. He went over to speak with her. The light coming from torches outside showed a spiky hairdo, 9 fingers and who knew how many toes, a few extra joints in her arms, and a velvet-like skin. The fact that it was an iridescent green didn't take away from a certain femininity and exoticness. "Hi," he said, "I'm Jer. What do I call you?" He asked. She smiled and replied, "I'm T'ress, and I've been interested in interviewing you". "I'm pleased to meet you, T'ress" he responded, "I've never talked with an alien before". "There's so much about you to learn." she said "We want to learn how to interact with your species. I look up information and impressions on new arrivals." "What is your function aboard your ship? "she queried, and her olive-green eyes seemed to sparkle slightly. Jer found himself captivated by her gaze. Seeing that she wanted an answer, he came back to reality. "Sorry, I just never realized how much in common we seem to have. I'm a Sensor operator, and data archivist. I keep track of the facts we learn on our Voyage." This seemed to please her. She looked up at him and chuckled. "A well-ordered mind. I knew there was something of you that appealed to me." Sensing an opportunity, he asked her "And what do you do?" She looked him up and down, almost grinning. "I'm not sure that your people have a description of what I 'do'," she said. "I'm like you, a gatherer of information. I study other cultures, but I also collect experiences and sensations." She regarded him, and he noticed a slight change. He wasn't sure what it was… "There are things that transcend species; common knowledge, common hopes, common longings," she said. As she spoke, he was intrigued the fullness of her lips. He didn't remember her having them before. There was another imperceptible change. She was regarding him with a slight sense of amusement. "Is there something wrong?" she asked. Her gaze traveled up and down his figure with a bemused but interested expression. He looked her up and down in the same way. How could he have missed the curves of her breasts? Breasts? She didn't have them before. Her grin grew wider as his gaze traveled her body from delightfully curved legs to her captivating eyes. "There must be something in the drink. I think I'm seeing things" he muttered. "I could swear you're becoming human. Is there a drug in this drink?" he whispered. She moved closer to him, almost touching. "Let me take you somewhere interesting. No harm will come to you, and I will explain everything". Taking his hand in hers, he noticed at least that hadn't changed much except to become softer and warmer to the touch. He followed her and left the party. They walked through the city, the alien streets gleaming softly from some internal light source. There was a certain aversion to right angles, but it seemed that shops, businesses, and other buildings were much the same from planet to planet. It almost felt like all you would need would be a guidebook to get around with. There didn't seem to be many people about, and not much sense of police or other observations going on. Every step begged another question, about the neighborhood, the people, the businesses. T'ress answered as best she could, laughing over the mutual misconceptions each had of what a 'normal' society looked like. Jer felt like they could be good friends, in an alien-human sort of way. He had a nagging itch to ask her just what sort of friend she'd like to be, but for now he'd play it by ear. At last they came to what looked like a well-kept collection of overturned flowerpots. The individuality of each just seemed to whisper 'houses', so he figured they must be going to her place. That was a relief, he was worried they might be heading to a laboratory or something. Shades of 20th-Century bad sci-fi movies. They walked hand in hand down a narrow alleyway, through corridors and finally came to a doorway, which opened as she waved her hand in front of it. The place was decorated in some sort of theme, but he couldn't figure out what. It was obviously designed for luxury living; there were pillows everywhere, and finely detailed artwork in the translucent windows. The lighting was reddish, but a little bright, and seemed to change color slightly as she entered the room. There was a long, low bench or bed, which appeared to be almost infinitely adjustable. There was a control panel of sorts next to it, and some cables leading to the bed. Two large ceramic jars sat next to the bed, fairly large, and intricately detailed. There was a pattern on them of aliens and her species, almost like ancient representations. He couldn't figure out what they represented, but they seemed be a central part of the room. She closed the door then asked him to sit down. She sat down next to him. "I'm a Morphant," she said. "Is that the name of your people?" he said. "My people are from a different evolutionary model than you. Our species are not predatory, we're adaptive. Over time we became able to change into different shades and shapes in order to mimic our attackers, and to hide among them. Our abilities to change made us invaluable as ambassadors. It's something we have become quite good at." She ran her fingers in slow, languid circles over his temples. It felt so soothing. He listened to her tell of various races, and how they stimulated themselves. It seemed that the drive for sex was nearly universal. Soon her body changes were complete. Long dark hair flowed like a waterfall past the smooth skin of her neck, gathering speed as is flowed down her back. Her cleavage was expanding in front of his eyes, her breasts increasing to much more than a handful. The flare of her hips was seductive, captivating him with an increasingly hourglass figure. He could see her skin change color, from its former green, to a tanned bronze. "You like what you see?" she murmured. "I need you to close your eyes again." "Think about what most pleases you about your females." Jer began to think of all the girls and the women he'd ever slept with, every exciting moment under the sheets from his start in school, up through his adult life. His mind lingered over each former girlfriend or date, all the best moments he'd had with them. He could almost feel her watching him in some sort of strange way. It wasn't like telepathy, but he could feel he wasn't alone. Behind it was her feather touch, bringing out every hidden desire and fantasy. Finally she drew her hands away from his scalp. "I never realized. You are one of the more fortunate races I've encountered. So much variety and ways to pleasure each other. It's amazing you had time for a civilization with all these options. You have much to trade. Now open your eyes." He opened his eyes, with a look of lust he hadn't felt since he was a teenager. The smoldering gaze in her eyes told him she felt the same way. She reached down, and took his hands in hers. With aching slowness she stood back, and teased him down to the bed. She then reached down to one of the jars and began to drink. He watched in amazement as gallons slid past her full and sensuous lips. When she set the first one down, he wiped his brow. "You must have a hollow leg," he groaned as she winked at him. "Two, actually. I'm only halfway done." With a quick motion she set down the first, then continued until the second jar was drained. He could see some slight swelling in her legs, but if he hadn't been watching he'd be hard pressed to see the difference. She set down the second jar. "I've seen what you want, in your mind. I know what you want, and how you want it. I can give it to you like you've never felt before. Kiss me," she breathed. He bent down to her bringing his lips to hers, the two of them almost melting into each other. Her eager arms enfolded him. He could feel her hot nipples on his chest, her thighs grew close and hot as she rubbed up and down over his cock. Her tongue parted his lips, as they began to explore each other. "I like this kissing. Kiss me again." She moved her body against his. Her hands found his, and moved them to her breasts. They were so firm and big. In fact they were still growing. He could feel the warm flesh expanding beneath his fingers, the nipples pressing into his palms. He looked down at them and saw them swell against her clothing. He grabbed her hard tits and rubbed them. He heard her breath catch, and her hands pressed him even more into the expanding globes. They felt great; he already found them larger than his hand could reach around. To be honest, he was having a hard time thinking at all. The top of her dress was straining, and he felt a button pop away as her body fought against its' restraints. He quickly undid the clothing, fighting against the tension across her chest, until they were free. He rubbed his fingers up and down over her hot nipples. He felt her hips began to sway as she encouraged him. "Suck them." she sighed, "suck those tits. Please". Her arms came to rest behind his head as she pulled him forward. He began to suck, and was rewarded by some delicious liquid leaking from their tips. Whatever it was, it made his cock even harder against her. He drank deeply of the strange nectar, feeling even hornier than when he started. Pulling back, her chest heaved with excitement. She looked down at his pants, and deftly began to remove his belt. For someone who'd never done this, he was amazed at how fast his pants hit the floor. She pulled off the shorts and watched his rigid member spring proudly outwards before her. Slowly she lowered herself in front of it, opened her mouth, and tongued slowly from the head down the shaft. Her eyes found his, and she gave him a look that only made him hotter. She burned with a desire to suck that cock as if it was the most important thing in the world to her. Her full lips slid back as her tongue continued to touch every sensitive part of him. Her mouth opened and she slowly slid him in, inch after inch. His cock was completely engulfed by her mouth. She closed her eyes, and moaned softly around the thick shaft. He felt her tongue do impossible things as it licked around his erection. She began an insistent suction around the shaft, her head beginning to bob back and forth as she watched his reaction. Her talented tongue was everywhere at once, running over every inch of him, as her wet mouth pistoned back and forth. Every nerve of his cock was screaming in pleasure, and a low moan escaped his lips. She smiled around his hardness and began to move more quickly. Jer didn't know how much more of this he could take. He felt the gigantic tits rub against his legs with each stroke, bobbling and moving with a liquid motion that was impossible to ignore. Her rock-hard nipples dug into his thighs as she ministered his rigid shaft, her eyes speaking volumes of lust as she went down on him. He had to sit down or he would fall over. She leaned forward and licked the precum juices from the head of his organ. The trickle of fluid made her hungry for more. He knew this wouldn't finish until she had drained him dry. Already his hips were swinging back and forth, trying to fuck into her face, and she was encouraging him for all it was worth. His balls seemed to grow larger and he listened to each slap of them as they hit her chin. She was moaning around him, licking up his preliminary secretions as she begged for more. A few more strokes; that would be all it needed. He felt her finger slowly travel down his perineum to slide between his asscheeks, and enter him from behind. She began to massage him from the inside. It was all he could do to stay on the bed. He felt his nuts draw up, and the boiling feeling of an incredible climax as his cum start to leave them. "Oh shit, I'm gonna come." he cried. Her eyes caught fire with anticipation. It was impossible to hold back any more, and he felt her suck even harder at it, until he exploded into her mouth. "Oh yeah. Suck it, suck it, suck it!" he growled. His shaft swelled out more than it ever had, his come rocketed up through his body into her waiting throat. The effect on her was electric. He could feel her grabbing his shaft and milking every drop into her hungry gullet, wave after wave of sticky come sliding past her tongue and down her throat. "I can't believe how much I'm coming!" he groaned, as she fisted the last remaining drops from the end of his cock. She looked at him with the lewdest expression as she kissed the tip gently, and sighed. "Not bad, not bad at all. I like that. I think I'll have to do it again, soon." She started to fondle his balls. He reached down and took her hand, and winked as she looked up in surprise. "Again?" she asked. "Hon, I don't want to give you false ideas about what men are capable of. They may be able to go on one right after the other in stories, but even real men need a bit of rest. Why don't I return the favor? Show you how a man can please a woman the same way you did for me" She nodded quickly. "Yes, I'd like to experience that. Please do that for me". She sat down beside him, and dragged his hand over her now-swollen tits. He let his hands idly travel over the wonderful flesh that filled her chest. He moved his palms and fingers over her neck, her chest, her arms, touching every inch of naked flesh he could reach. Her eyes closed, and her head went back slightly, and she groaned softly. "I love to feel you touch me. I'm enjoying this so much." "Have you ever considered turning down the lights?" he whispered. As he worked on her shoulders, he felt her rock back and forth in time with him. She opened one eye inquisitively and regarded him "With less light, you rely on your touch, it heightens the pleasure". She nodded and lowered the lights, laying back. Her arms went back on the bed, and her legs parted, showing the moisture already forming there. His hands moved slowly down her body, over her stomach, over her legs, always moving closer to her sex. He paused for a second and murmured in her ear. "I don't think I can equal what you've done for me. But I'll do my best" "I do not expect you to have the abilities I have shown you. But I know this will be interesting and pleasurable". Whatever she'd learned about humans, she didn't skimp on the details. His hands grew ever closer to her pussy, and he watched her shudder in delight as he softly stroked her pubic hair. It felt just like it was supposed to, soft and springy, rippling under his fingers as they descended into her. He ran a fingertip over the edge of the lips, as she closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure. "You know, you could tell me what you like," he said. She tilted her head towards him. "Especially the first time, it's considered good form by a man to please a woman, to find out what she likes. The thrill of discovery, the sharing of knowledge, you know?" "We Morphants are endlessly adaptable. I can have pleasure from any point on my body by moving my erogenous areas to anywhere you touch. Just pay attention to where you would on a human woman, and enjoy yourself. I know I will," she chuckled Each sharp intake of breath and soft groan excited him even more. "Oh yes," she said, "Just like that. It's so good" she breathed. He brushed the short pubic hair, over her labia, and down the insides of her thighs, as she began to run her hands through his hair. He felt her fingers stop and start on his scalp as he kissed up the inside of one leg, and down the other. Always drawing a bit nearer and then he parted her swollen pussy lips to enjoy her at last. He felt strange stirrings under his hands as he parted her, and tongued her clit as he felt it begin to rise in front of him. Her hands never left his head, but he was used to that now. He began with long, slow licks up the sides of her cunt to taste the salty juices that had already started to flow around them. It almost tasted like the wonderful liquid from her breasts, and he scooped it up with delight. He darted his tongue tip back and forth across her erect clit. It seemed almost alive, pulsating slightly under his probing. Her hands drew him closer to it as he began to weave complex patterns over her whole sex. "Oh. Oh yes," she groaned, as he began to lick her in earnest. She was superbly responsive, as his mouth descended into the soft area between her thighs. He sucked lightly on her erect button as she shuddered in ecstasy to pull him even closer. Her hips began to rock slowly back and forth. The moist pussy lips moved against his mouth. He slowly inserted a finger inside her, and moved to where he thought her g-spot usually was. The answering jerk of her body indicated that he was right on target. He felt her lean up to regard him. Her breasts looked a little smaller now. He could sense her enjoying the view. "I love what you're doing. It's very intense. I want to use other words for it." He paused for a moment, and looked up slightly. "Why not, most women are pretty vocal about what they want right now. I aim to please". Her eyes twinkled and she paused for a moment. Then said in a sultry voice, she moaned "I think it's time for you to fuck me now". "I think you said that quite well," he laughed. "I still think I need to get fucked. Did I say that right?" she asked. "You did indeed. That can really get a man going. Just say whatever you want to. I'm going to fuck you as long and as hard as you want. I'm going to fuck you until I come, or make you come. I'm going to slide my cock inside that wet pussy until I'm filling you with it." he paused. "Did I say that right?" The Morphant Ch. 01 He chuckled. From the look in her eyes, he had. He guided his hard organ between the soft outer lips, and she obliged by spreading her legs even farther to let him in. The inside was as wet as the outside, and he felt her muscles contract around him, like a soft glove. She watched as he sank farther and farther into her. Her head fell back as she began to pant slightly. He slid the last few inches in, and with a bump he rubbed around to touch every part of her moist pussy. Her legs came together behind him almost of their own accord. "Fuck me, fuck me now." she gasped. He began to thrust slowly into her, savoring each bit of her as he moved in and out. She responded by trying to move herself against him. In a while, they were both shaking, thrusting again and again. Her eyes were wide open, signaling to him every erotic thought of hers as she clamped down on his member. He groaned, enthralled with the force of it. Her gaze seemed to draw him in, pulling every horny thought he'd ever had to the surface. The look seemed to fade slightly, and she began to speak. "Oh yeah, fuck me with that hard cock. I want it so bad, give it to me." She panted "I want that hard cock to come in me, fill me with your seed, plant that baby maker in me and knock me up, stud." she cried, kissing him suddenly. Where that had come from he didn't know, but it showed she was a fast learner He could already feel his balls drawing up bigger than before, as her body jerked back and forth in a steady rhythm. Her movements became more ragged as she drew near to orgasm. "C'mon, explode in me. Show me how pregnant you can get me. Watch me swell up with your seed. You're going to knock me up good. Fill that belly with your come. I need it. I need it now. I'm getting so close!" she cried, as she began to shake. Her pussy began rippling and doing things he'd never felt before, milking him in ways he knew he'd never know again. A knowing finger of hers again slipped into him… The position brought her still-magnificent breasts even closer. Soon he felt the come start to fire from inside him, as he swelled to a hardness he'd never felt before. "Oh, DAMN, that's it, I'm coming" he roared. She met him with thrust after thrust, her own cries coming. "Yes, yes, oh yeah!" she cried out, "Do it, fuck me hard!" She shook with the intensity of her own climax. He felt the hot load moving up through his cock as waves of pleasure radiate from around the shaft. He began to fill her waiting pussy. Suddenly, he began to feel her belly expand, becoming more and more distended as she drew his spewing cock's load into her body. Her breasts began to grow again, the areoles changing colors as they struggled to keep pace with the swelling belly. She began to say things in her own language, but it sure sounded like she approved. Soon she looked six months pregnant; 8 months, then 9. White liquid began to leak out from her breasts as he licked and tasted them. Soon he was sucking at each exposed nipple, his cock still being held by her wonderfully controlling muscles. He'd always wanted to try it with a pregnant woman, but it had never come to pass. Now here he was, firing the last part of his load into a woman who looked like she was carrying triplets. Her shaking began to subside, and her breathing started to slow. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. With a final clasp of her insides she squeezed the last few drops from his already shrinking shaft. He felt like he'd run a marathon, but he rolled over and tried to sit up. She rose next to him, her massive belly slowly subsiding, her breasts still swollen and juicy. "Oh, that was wonderful." she sighed, and placed her hand on his head. "You have the most interesting fantasies. I can see we'll get along nicely" she said as she got up, and walked slowly towards another door. Before she went through it, she turned coyly and said "Please remain for a while. I have to return to normal." Then laughing lightly to herself, she began to move her expectant body into the next room. He wondered if he'd be seeing any more of her, she was lightning in a bottle, oh MAN! Imagine a woman who could be everything, ever wild thought or wet dream you'd ever had. It's a wonder they didn't run the place. He glanced up. Still no sign of her, but he heard her coming from the next room. When she came back in, it was a shock. She'd miraculously lost the belly and breasts she'd had before. Oh, they were of a nice size, but you'd never know that she'd looked to be pregnant just moments before. She looked fairly human, but he noticed that she seemed a little more 'exotic' looking, almost more alien. He wondered if the effects of the drink were wearing off. Were her eyes that shade before? He could swear they'd been a sea green, but not now. He began to look at her. Already her limbs were changing. Her hair seemed to crawl back up her scalp, until only the tufts she'd had before were present. Her skin color changed to the soft gray he'd first seen. At last she became the alien he'd first seen at the spaceport. She sat down next to him, stretched, and sighed. "It takes a lot out of us." she said, "We can't be as you saw earlier for very long. And those last transformations are even more taxing." She handed him a glass of something different, and took a second glass for herself. "The jars you saw were what we use in situations like this, when we need to grow parts of us to seem as you saw earlier." He took a sip, and felt calmed down and relaxed. She stood up, and began to dress. Sensing his time was up, he began to put his clothes on. "One thing most races have in common is ghe'shunt, like we just did. You call it sex, and you're fortunate in that you have more varieties than half a dozen races. I've been receiving reports from my bondmate and others of us, of the amazing variations your people come up with in pleasuring themselves. I think you've even won T'nath's Bet". Her mouth wrinkled in amusement. "T'nath's Bet?" "Almost a century ago T'nath, one of the original Morphant researchers, decided that all forms of pleasure had been discovered. He bet us that no one in the Universe would come up with anything new. We've started a search of the databases tonight, but so far no one has found anything about 'high heels'. Do you know what they are?" Jer smiled. "They're either a torture device for women to attract men, or a special footwear that accentuates the leg, and makes the butt stand out". She shook her head in wonder. "It may be worth it after all. Though why the male who wanted them would want his butt to stick out, I am unsure". She grinned as she saw his eyebrows arch. "And sometimes we let things happen. My bondmate says he has some interesting news that affects you. I must rest now, especially after that last performance. Please come back tomorrow if you can. My bondmate says it will be worth it." Jer tied the final shoe, wondering exactly what she meant by that, and started to the door. She stopped, and planted a quick kiss on his lips. "Thank you for a wonderful experience." The Morphant Ch. 02 The trip back to the ship was rather uneventful, which was fine, since he couldn't have fought off a butterfly. Oh, man, thank heavens he didn't go on until 2nd watch tomorrow. Now he needed some sleep. He trudged up the ramp to the elevator to go up to his bunk. Back in her quarters, T'ress sensed the presence of her bondmate. He'd been busy with another of the Terrans, a woman. He'd already changed back into his self, and he extended a small tendril towards her. They closed their eyes, and let the experiences they'd just had flow between them. These people were amazing, she thought. The futures on this night alone would enable them to have travel permits to half a dozen systems. Together, they sent the emotions, feelings, and information they'd collected into the computer, and began to have their own night of love, surprises, and fun, in their own fashion. A single tendril from each wrapped around the other's, skin shifting around in complex patterns, as they made a telepathic bond between them. Their bodies began to flow into each other as dozens of connections were made, erogenous zones stimulating each other, in a sexual dance that would mean nothing to anyone but them. When they were done, Tress's, bondmate, began to tell her of the things he'd done. The Earth woman was shy at first. He'd been patient and understanding to her. Slowly, he'd probed her mind to see the primitive, animal parts that connected with her fantasies. He then provided the woman with what she had wanted for so long. He stood up. "Behold, the final form she desired." and grew into what she had chosen. T'ress gasped. "You were watching me, weren't you?" she giggled. "That was the one I was with! Here, this was the final form he chose." she shrugged a little, and became Jer's erotic fantasy of an hour before. "It's not that close. He had desires for sexual characteristics of unusual size, and I had to use both nalana jars just to make it!" she laughed. She continued. "But you were looking just like him. How could you do that if you'd never seen him? I think you're teasing me," she said, playfully. He relaxed back into his natural form, and shrugged. "This Earth woman, what she desires most is evidently the human male you studied tonight. And according to her, he has no idea of her attraction to him". His shoulders drooped in a sign of sadness, and resignation. "How often do we see this? Species after Species, race after race. If only they had telepathy, as we do". T'ress leaned closer to her mate. "Actually, from what I read from him, it's a mutual thing. Their Women and Men think they know each other, but they don't. Even they're aware of the problem. I found references to several 'romantic comedies' in his mind. Well, we can't let that happen here" T'loss rolled his eyes from side to side, indicating slight disapproval. "And another universal desire of females seems to be the matching of the unaware. I stand in your superior knowledge." he said, then ducked a thrown pillow. "Well, if they can come here tomorrow, then you can work your magic on them. When have I ever denied you anything?" he murmured, and ducked another thrown pillow. He turned to switch off the lights, and she heard him chuckling. "High heels" she thought she heard him say, and then held her as they drifted off to sleep. The next day, back at the ship, Jer struggled through the shift, exhausted, but smiling. Other crew came back in ones and twos, all seemingly happy, some definitely not the same as when they went out. He'd just started a backup of the log files for remote storage when Kath came in. He turned his chair around to grin at her, figuring his friend would have something interesting to say. He saw her expression, and the way she walked, and stopped rotating in his chair. Her eyes seemed to glisten, and she had the biggest smile he'd seen her with since he could remember. She looked at him with an almost predatory expression on her face. "Well, look what the cat drug in. You look like you've had an interesting time of it. Meet any interesting aliens?" he joked, and saw her eyebrows rise slightly. As one of the anthropologists on board, she had the best excuse to explore the outside, even on shift duty. "Hmmm, you might say so. I met the most interesting species; they have the ability to change shape, color, to become whatever they're thinking of. Or whatever you're thinking of." She paused, as she saw a knowing grin on his face. "Hmmm. Maybe you are familiar with them, then. Meet anyone you know?" He shook his head, as she continued. "Well, I did, and I, well, I learned a lot. In fact, I think I learned as much about me as he did." A thoughtful expression crossed her face. "Did you know they're slightly telepathic? They can read thoughts and impressions just by touching your scalp. It makes them infinitely adaptable. Man, when I get back, I'm going to be famous. They'd make wonderful ambassadors, and uh, well other things too." Jer was surprised to see her blushing. She reached over and kissed his forehead. "Gotta get some rest, I had the most amazing night." She ran a fingernail over his neck, and then walked away, putting a little grind into her exit. Was this the same Kath that had landed here? Was it T'ress, sneaking back for seconds? He was amazed at the change that had come over her. He idly wondered what she had 'learned', and if she'd be open to sharing her lessons. Maybe he'd given up too soon on her, maybe he hadn't tried hard enough. 'Was she trying to tell me something?' Any further thoughts he had along that line were interrupted by the backup finishing for the shift. Later, he saw Kath going out the ship towards the alien city. She had on quite a number. In fact, he almost wanted to go with her and find out what was going on. She was wearing a low-cut civilian top, showing a lot more cleavage than he'd given her credit for, some hip-hugging pants, and even low heels. Her auburn hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she walked with a sense of confidence he hadn't seen in her before. The interesting thing was that she wasn't taking any equipment with her. "Well, maybe I need to fetch it and bring it to her when my shift ends," he murmured. Soon, he was off watch, and collected some portable recorders and sensors, and started towards the city. It was a mile or so, but it was a beautiful day, even though the red sun wasn't quite as bright as 'ol Sol. "Makes the entire planet a red-light district," he smirked, as his stride ate up the way back into the city. He watched her signal on the sensors going along the pedestrian streets, stopping, starting, but always continuing in a specific direction. Probably trying to talk with the locals, but that's what she's supposed to be doing. Finally the marker stopped, and moved a tiny amount, but then didn't move again. He started to triangulate from where he was to that place, and started picking up landmarks as he went. Up one street, across an intersection, he found that he 'already' knew the area. This was the way to T'ress's. Hmm, wonder what that means? In a few more blocks, he was certain of it. Her position showed that she was inside. He reached for the door, and started to knock, when T'ress opened it. "Jer! You did come back." She seemed to brighten as he looked at her. She was in her original form, but he could see subtle transformations already happening. "Come in, I've been hoping you would show up again". He grinned, and entered as she shut the door behind him. He turned towards her, and watched as her body started to change into something more 'human'. Not as outrageous as last night, but still familiar. She sat on the bed, and coyly crossed one leg over another. "I sense you have questions." she asked. "It's expected. Please go ahead." He looked at her, and damn, was it distracting. It was hard to think straight with something like that in your vision. Her breasts had swelled up to a larger size, her hair growing slowly down her back. She wasn't the same person she was last night, but almost like Kath. He came to grips with himself. "You're telepathic." he stated, and saw her nod. "To an extent. It's mainly by touch, we can read your minds if we are in contact with you. We can only read, we can't control, and we can't change what's inside. Only you can do that. We can stimulate your memories, for language, images, and context, but we can't return anything much mentally." She leaned back slightly and regarded him. "Our people are ambassadors, social scientists, therapists, and anything else that requires empathy and understanding. We're just one of hundreds of races, so there aren't always that many of us around. Except in your case." "My case?" "Actually, whenever the Commonality encounters a new species, we're usually one of the first races to interact with them. Since we evolved to mimic our predators, we began to work on enhancing that ability. The jars you saw me use were for more extreme transformations, where we need more physical mass than our bodies have. I think I went 'overboard' as you say, last time. But there's always more to learn" He watched her begin to transform again. It wasn't anything as extreme as before, but her body began to become still more recognizable. How could she know? Telepathy again? Maybe he should be more careful what he thought. She unbuttoned a button on her clothes, and began to slowly stroke her body with her fingertips. "One thing we've not understood," she whispered, "Is your respective sexes lack of understanding of each other known? It's almost like you're 2 different species." His eyes followed the slowly-unbuttoning top, as his ears followed the conversation. "You and your females really don't communicate all that effectively. We have means of sharing the feelings and thoughts of our own species, but we've come up with special communications equipment for other species. I could give you one. Would you like that?" She reached forward, and put a hand behind his ear. "It will appear completely inert to your body. There's no cause for rejection. You'll get a mental picture of how to use it, and what it can do." He nodded, and she put an object about the size of a pea behind his earlobe. He didn't feel anything, but then, something was happening. "I like the low light suggestion you made. It does enhance the perception of the other senses" She continued to talk as her clothes started to fall away. Whatever she had learned before, she put to good use. The body was more realistic than ever. He could see her firm nipples in detail, making his mouth water and his fingers itch. She looked down at them, then back up with an inquisitive look. "We've shared data on last night with each other. I can synthesize a much more realistic..." and got no farther as he took her in his arms and began to kiss her. Her arms went around him, and he felt her body shift against him. She was warmer than he remembered, and smoother. Her pants came free as he undid her belt, and slowly slide to the floor. Her own hands, far from idle, were already pulling off his shirt and undoing his own belt. He moaned as her hands grasped his ass, and she rubbed her naked body against him. He reached for her breasts, taking one in his hand, and squeezed it slowly as he worked his way towards the hard points at the end. Her hand guided him, insistently, as she began to breath faster, groaning softly as he enjoyed her. Another hand worked its way down her stomach, and he could feel her own hand trailing much the same path along him. She grabbed his cock with a single hand, and began to stroke it as he parted the sweet lips of her pussy. She started to slide down his body as she continued to pull on his hardening member. Her lips parted, as she delicately licked the tip, and felt his hands come down over the back of her head. She ran a long, low lick from the balls to the tip of his cock, enjoying the shudder she felt through his hands and body. She opened her mouth, and began to slide him back into it, inch after inch. He could tell she loved it. He was getting longer, and harder, and knew it wouldn't be long before he was going to explode in her mouth. She stopped, and moved away. She stood up, and took his hand. "Please come with me," she whispered in his ear. "I have something special for you". She almost giggled at his puzzled and disappointed expression, but he followed her just the same. The others were right, after all, she thought. A human man would follow anywhere she led, if she just went down on him. She opened a door slightly, and again brought her lips close to his ear. "Please don't make any noise, but there's another here that wants to have you even more than I. She's already busy, but I think that once you see what's going on, you won't feel left out". Then with a soft slap on his behind, she pushed him into the next room. Her delighted giggle was muffled by the closing of the door. He turned to see where she had gone, but there was nothing there. He felt a little dissapointed, things were going so well, but maybe she was playing games. Well, games it was, then. What was behind door number one? He walked forward, hesitantly, into the near-gloom. He could just see two people on the bed, and it was pretty obvious what was going on. There was a woman spread across the bed, clutching someone above her as he pushed in and out of her in that age-old rhythm. He could hear her moaning and gasping beneath him as they went at it. "Oh gawd, Jer, do it. Do it to me, fill me up with that hard thing" He started a bit, since she obviously didn't see him enter the room. He felt his hardon stiffen slightly as she moaned in pleasure. "I've wanted this so much. I want you, Jer, give it to me!" He could hear her pant with each slap of the body on hers. Her legs were locked around the man's back, pushing him into her with each thrust. Her breath came in gasps as he began to speed up. Jer? what was going on? He was Jer! who was that? He looked more closely at what was going on on the bed. Behind him, the door silently opened and closed. It was T'ress. He started to speak, but she put her hands to his lips, and shook her head. The 'no' was understood. She groaned as Jer watched the other making love to her. Jer felt like groaning as well. He glanced at the man with her. Something about him seemed familiar, and something about her, too. He'd seen her before. It was Kath. His eyes widened in surprise. He'd had no idea of the lucious body under that uniform. Well, no wonder she was so happy yesterday. He could see why she didn't bring any equipment. From where he was standing, she didn't need any. He was so envious. If only he'd had a chance at her. He heard the man slow down, and then pull out, as Kath whimpered. "Don't stop, not now. I'm so close. " she moaned. She raised up on her elbows and saw Jer standing there. "Oh, my." she grinned, "You really did fulfill my fantasy. I always wanted to try two guys, just once". The other man turned to look at him, and he knew with a shock where he'd seen that face. In a mirror. How was that possible? Did he really look like that? Like most guys, he'd never really looked at himself. He looked back at himself, and realised that his mirror image was waiting. "Uh, pleased to meet me" he stammered, and stuck out a hand. His doppleganger smiled, and took it. "I'm T'loss, T'ress's bondmate. What you'd call a husband." "Uh, I'm Jer. Or the original me, or whatever". He stopped as he saw Kath jump. Her eyes opened wide, as she squeaked. "Jer, for real? Ohmigod, this isn't what it looks like, I can explain." She babbled, at a loss for words. "I was doing research, that's all, and I got carried away, and you're not mad or anything?" He smiled at her. "I'm completely bewildered, but does it look like I'm mad? Kath, why didn't you TELL me?" he said as he came forward. "I thought we were friends, Kath, but if I'd known you felt this way, I'd," he paused suddenly. He sat down on the bed next to her. She looked between the two mirror images of her desire. There was hardly any difference in them, except... Well, yeah, the cock of course, since she'd never seen his in real life. She mused on the real man, and the 'ideal' man in front of her. She might be the first woman who could have her cake and eat it too. She frowned slightly. "Jer, I just, I didn't know how to start. I mean, I thought you were interested, and I tried giving you hints. But after awhile, you didn't respond, and I thought you weren't interested. So I wanted to be with you, and to have you, and I thought that someday you'd come around". She seemed to relax slightly, as if she'd removed an enormous weight off her chest. Jer shook his head. "I didn't know, Kath. I guess guys can be pretty dumb at times." He frowned as she giggled. "I'm so relieved." "Did anyone else know?" he asked, and watched her start to laugh. "Oh, Jer, you have NO idea. Didn't you ever wonder why you never got anywhere with the other women on the ship? You think we don't TALK about things like this? I really like you. Don't you like me too?" she asked. Jer thought a moment, and grinned. "Well, you definitely have my attention. This is pretty sudden. I guess even the aliens figured it out. T'ress was starting to look more and more like you, and it was getting me more and more worked up. I'd had some fantasies, and she was only too willing to oblige. Looks like you have some fantasies as well." She smirked, and put her hand on his leg.She had a look in her eye, that explained everything. "Yeah, I guess I do. I'm only human. Jer, uh, I'm still pretty horny. You kind of interrupted me, and I did have a fantasy about two guys. Would you be interesting it trying it out? If you want to, that is". Evidently getting your fantasies fulfilled did embolden a woman. He thought about it. This was wierd, here he was, and someone who looked just like him, about to make love to the same woman. The lights were lowering on the other side of the room, focusing on Kath alone. A strange scent began to fill the room, and he felt strangely relaxed. Suddenly it didn't matter if he had to share. A part of him wondered what was going on, but the rest of him, especially his hardening cock, was doing all the talking. Maybe it was another potion from T'ress. The room seemed to be spinning, and faint echoes seemed to be filtering into his mind. He could feel a sense of hunger emanating from Kath. He could also sense a sort of whispering, and even faint visions of himself watching himself watching her. "I've never tried it, but as long as it's us with you, I say 'why not'?" With a quick movement, he leaned forward and kissed her. She kissed him back ferociously, and then started to tell them what she had in mind. She found his hands, and guided them to her body, her eyes closed, and lips smiling. Slowly she worked his hands over her breasts, just reveling in the feeling of him touching her. He broke one hand free, and ran his fingers through her hair, pulling it away from her face as she leaned towards him. He felt the other hand suddenly free, as he rubbed two fingers over her nipple, feeling it growing beneath his fingers. And then it started to happen. It was almost like he could feel a second pair of hands on his body. Sensations raced over his chest, as he felt like someone was massaging his own nipples. He looked around. T'ress was sitting just out of the light, eagerly looking between her husband and Jer at the action going on in front of her. Well, it was the first time he'd had an audience. He hoped he was up to it. The Morphant Ch. 02 He worked his hands over Kath's breasts, he felt the sensations from her travel up his arms, and into his own body. It felt so good, he wondered how women could keep their hands away from them. Jer worked his fingers over parts of her body, feeling the pleasure, or lack of it, from all parts of her skin. He lingered over her neck and earlobes, and strange places like her calves and forearms. It seemed that almost any part of her could become an erogenous zone, if given proper attention. She purred under him, and worked herself into position. "Foreplay's over, loverboy. I can't wait any longer." In no time, he found himself behind Kath, thrusting into her from behind as she took T'loss in her mouth. It was still a bit confusing, but he knew that the pussy grabbing and pulling on him was the real thing. Somehow, even after the best that T'ress could do, it was more satisfying. She was so wet, so wild, it was like winning the System Lottery. He couldn't believe that he'd gotten so lucky. He picked up the mental images, feeling T'loss' cock being sucked, even while he was fucking her. So Kath must have one of the mental devices as well. It was weird, feeling both 'ends' of the 'conversation'. He wondered how far this went, when he started feeling Kath's emotions as she writhed between the two. He started to feel her impending orgasm, so much more intense than his own. Then he stopped thinking before he started drooping. Her orgasm was like a fire building in her, he felt her get closer, and closer, until she finally came. The room was filled with the wet sounds of her as she pushed her pussy back into him, squeezing his hard cock with her internal muscles. She couldn't say anything, not with her mouth full, but he felt her pussy contract around him, as he fired his own load deep inside her. He could sense that T'loss was doing the same, and she was eagerly drinking everything he gave to her. She screamed into the two of them, wave after wave of pleasure radiating outward from her mind into his. "Damn." he thought, as he reveled in the sensations. "I had no idea how shortchanged men get" This could be worth the entire expedition, if he could figure out how the device worked. Her orgasm just went on and on, built up, stopped, came again, and again. Any further thoughts were quickly buried under another round of climaxes. They untangled in a heap around her, collapsed in erotic exhaustion. He glimpsed T'ress In a corner, back to her alien self, an intent look of concentration and expectation on her face. Kath grinned, and stretched catlike between the other two. "Whew" she groaned. "That was amazing. I'd always wondered. And to have two of you." She smiled down at him. "I always wanted this, Jer. Hold me," she said, as she reached up for him. He looked around, but T'loss had vanished. Wait, there he was, he could see him and T'ress, in their native forms, a tentacle extended towards each other, obviously lost in their own version of sex. Jer scratched his head. He didn't remember any tentacles. It looked like they were paying no attention to the humans, so Kath began to collect her clothes. Two's company, four's a crowd? "I think we're in the way, let's go back to the ship and continue this." Jer snuck back to the original room, and quickly dressed. Together, they left the aliens, who were locked in a frenzy of touching and moving. Jer took Kath's arm, and put it in his own, as she snuggled up close to him as they walked back to the ship. He savored the warmth of her body, and just the closeness and connection of her. "I can't believe this is all happening, at last," she said. "I did get some technology from them, behind my ear. I felt you touch it. Did you get one too?" He reached behind his ear. He could feel her implant connecting her to him. He could start to feel her emotions and images of weddings, babies, whoa! "I had no idea either, Kath. I feel like such a shit. You know, we may be the first human couple to have the ability to understand each other. I just hope my mind doesn't turn out to be a cesspool. I mean, I usually cleaned things up around you, I didn't want to embarrass you." "And I didn't want to get hurt. That's why I was so cautious. If I'd known you were really interested, you'd never have left the ship, buddy." She leered at him for a moment. "I could feel you coming inside me, not just from the touch, but what you felt. I could feel T'loss as well. It was like having multiple simultaneous orgasms. The girls will be so jealous." She giggled. "But I think the cat's out of the bag, now. I just can't keep my hands off of you. Look, there's the ship. Try to restrain yourself, lover. At least until we get to my cabin." They walked up the gangplank, and some of the women turned their heads, giving Kath knowing smiles. It almost made him uncomfortable, as they passed little 'innocent' remarks to each other. Jer could feel her slightly embarrassed, but pretty pleased with herself as well. He turned to one of the women. "So, Leona, you knew that Kath was interested in me?" Leona cracked up "Oh, come ON, sugar. You were so STUPID!" All the women laughed as Kath led a crestfallen Jer down the corridors, until they reached her cabin. Soon, it didn't matter at all what they thought.