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Thanks to Mack the Knife for giving me the idea for this story, friendship and help.



Raising Roc Chapter 5
Sergeant Kelley and Corporal Roc are credited with starting the sexual revolution for the P'OTP. Experts have long disputed the wisdom and responsibility for starting such radical changes in another species social climate. Some experts have argued that the event would have happened anyway; however, as Shakespeare wrote, "What's done is done."

Contact, itself, with the P'OTP by both the Rics and humanity caused changes in the P'OTP and no one can say that they would have been better off without human intervention. The later trading of C-Rats for Tugrole products, which fetched great prices in human society, is a black mark of exploitation that has not been matched since the Dutch bought the island of Manhattan for some beads and trinkets.

The treaty that resulted from the expedition of Mary and Roc may not have been a great boon militarily, but it provided a boost in morale knowing that humanity was not alone in its war with the Rics.

Roc awoke the next morning with empty arms. He jerked upright thinking something was wrong, but was reassured by the smiling faces of his herd. They had gotten up earlier and packed their supplies for travel and had prepared his breakfast of C-Rats. Roc was becoming tired of eating C-Rats day after day; however, he affixed a smile to his face as he ate the dehydrated, rehydrated, reconstituted meal of powdered eggs and sausage links.

Mary, on the other hand, being used to the flavorless gruel, wolfed it down. She knew that she needed the nutrients provided and that taste was not a necessity in the field. Once Mary was finished with her morning repast, she checked her equipment and found that the collision with the Tugrole had damaged her comm unit. She did not fully appreciate the ramifications of this at the time.

Once he had convinced his girls that it was OK to eat while he did, Roc's C-Rats were just a little less tasteless. He looked over at the younger of the alien women and asked, "[What is your name little one?]" The woman looked confused and replied that she didn't have a name. It was ridiculous in larger herds, but she would respond to any name he chose to give her. Roc wracked his simple mind trying to come up with something suitable. He remembered the names of the witches he had pleasured while on liberty, but Anita and Kitty were not appropriate for these women. "[I know, you shall be babs and your friend will be known as lil.]" Roc thought that simple names were best.

babs and lil seemed overjoyed with their new names and they both hugged Roc showing their appreciation. Unfortunately they had not been serviced yet this morning and their full teats leaked onto his uniform blouse. Roc managed to forestall a fit from babs and lil as he saw their eyes begin to tear-up. He removed his soiled shirt and sat down with babs and lil. Bending forward to take first one of lil's then one of babs' teats in his mouth, sucking until they were both bone dry. Roc very much enjoyed the 'duty' he had performed, the girls seemed more relaxed and he took them into his arms, their naked chests pressing together. Mary just shook her head and mumbled to herself upon witnessing the simple, yet arousing scene.

T'sar once again called the group to the center of the camp. "[There have been many new things seen on this short journey, much to think about. Tomorrow we will reach the main herd and will meet with the Chieftains. Roc has done something that I think will make acceptance of the humans by the P'OTP easier. He has bared his chest as is our custom.]" Mary knew what T'sar was hinting at and began to remove her uniform blouse with a sigh. Once the blouse was off and Mary's pert tits exposed, T'sar resumed his talk. "[It is good to see that we are all in accord, which brings me to another matter.

The sergeant is a Hunter and Warrior, yet she is a woman. She has two firm teats, yet has killed a Tugrole, deserving a Warrior's honor. I am a Prince among my people and I now declare that the one know as Sergeant Kelley is a warrior and deserves the respect of all the P'OTP.]" The younger of T'sar's women brought a skirt forward and fastened it to Mary's waist. It was made of the hide of a Tugrole and was fastened by small bones of the beast. "[All that see you garbed in the hide of a Tugrole will know that you are among the finest and bravest of warriors. We also proclaim the same for Corporal Roc and present him with this as a sign of his bravery.]" T'sar held up a sling for Roc's blaster made from the hide of a Tugrole and fastened it to his weapon.

The two humans were overwhelmed with gratitude and mumbled their thanks. Mary pulled Roc aside while the camp was making ready to get moving. Mary called Roc to attention. She saw that his eyes were fixed on her chest. "What are you looking at soldier? Where is that one thousand meter stare? You're not supposed to be looking at my tits Corporal! Wipe that grin off your face; I know that you soiled your uniform blouse on purpose! Roc looked like he wanted to say something; Mary saw the look in his eyes and decided that she may as well listen, "Permission to speak Corporal."

"Thank you Sergeant. I apologize for staring at your tits Sergeant. It's just that it has been awhile since I last saw them; I mean it's been awhile since we showered together. Well, you know what I mean Sergeant and you do look better without your uniform blouse." Roc saw the heat begin to rise in Mary's face and blurted out, "Permission to fall out Sergeant." Mary couldn't speak, her mind was overloaded, trying to maintain discipline and still be proud of Roc. Mary merely nodded her head and Roc took off jogging over to where T'sar was, wanting to be with him on point.

Mary walked back to the rear where all four alien women were getting ready to begin the march. It turns out that T'sar had given names to his two women also, so Mary gave her thanks to babs, lil, wind and smile for the work they had done on her skirt. The women bowed their heads and would not meet Mary's eyes to talk to her like they had the day before. Mary thought she knew the reason why, but she asked anyway, "[What has changed? You would talk to me yesterday, you would meet my gaze. What has changed?]"

Finally babs spoke up, "[We are just trying to offer you the proper respect. You have been declared a Hunter and Warrior and to be honored as such, Sergeant Kelley.]"

"[I am still the same. Yes, I am a Hunter, a Warrior, but I am also a woman, just like you and you are my friends. You can honor me and still be my friends, please call me Mary.]"

The oldest alien woman, wind, then spoke, "[Very well, we shall do as you ask, when we are alone. Please don't ask us to ignore our customs, Mary.]" Mary smiled and nodded her head. Since she was the rear guard and no males were close, the women talked among themselves as they walked.

Mary learned a lot about the P'OTP during her casual talk with the women. She found out that they were traveling at a much slower pace because of the humans in the group. Normally, they would have gone at a moderate lope that would have been more than twice as fast. The powerful legs of the P'OTP allowed this. smile got her name from her dazzling white teeth. She had been captured by the Rics before her first mating season. All the other alien women had a uniform brownish tint to their teeth from years of grazing. Since smile had not bred yet, she had not developed the udder like growth, with teats, on her chest. Most females had four teats, the exception being three teats like babs had. Their female organs were much like a human woman's; the major difference was the location of the clitoris. A humans was at the top where as it was opposite on the aliens, at the bottom. Mary talked in depth about the ways to stimulate the clitoris to achieve great orgasms while having sex.

All of this talk about sex and mating had gotten Mary thinking about Roc. She enjoyed sex with the big brute, but the chain of command put her in charge of the well built corporal. She tried to keep her authority constant, but the big goof could disarm her with an innocent comment and she would be backpedaling and trying not to smile. Her promotion and transfer to a command billet had solved that problem; however, it had taken her away from Roc. Her reduction in rank back to sergeant and reassignment to her former command had dumped her right back into her problem. Add to that Roc's new harem and Mary did not know what to do. As a result she was on a hair-trigger and might go off for any reason. This was not good on such a sensitive, diplomatic mission. It was just another thing for her to think about while she plodded on.

The trip that day was uneventful and they made camp two hours march from the main herd. T'sar wanted to be well rested when he talked to the Chieftains. There were many revolutionary ideas to tell the Chieftains about and he wanted to be clear headed when he presented his thoughts on the new ideas. A sentry watch was once again posted. It would be unfortunate it they were to be attacked so close to their destination.

After the evening meal, came the servicing of the alien women. Mary was surprised to see T'sar milking wind. Roc was also involved in the milking of his two women. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary happening, the Hunters not on watch eagerly went to bed. The slow pace they were walking had made the P'OTP even more tired than a slow lope would have.

T'sar then did something out of the ordinary, attracting Mary's attention. He had wind standup and crouch down. T'sar then mounted her and began a rapid fucking of the hunkered down woman. Seeing this, Roc lay lil down on her back and spread her legs wide. He fingered her sex until it was moist and ready. Looking her straight in the eye, Roc inched his hard member in between lil's soft folds. She looked a bit confused, but Roc's calm voice soon calmed her fears. "[That's a good girl, nice and slow. This is another way to have sex. Now wrap your legs around me.]" Roc winced as her legs tightened painfully around his torso. He pulled lil's legs apart a bit saying, "[Not so tight, little one. Your herd master has to breathe.]" Roc kept pushing little by little until he was fully inside lil's vagina.

Roc went slow as he stroked his tool in and out of lil's slick pussy. His hand reached down and fondled her big clit. lil was cooing and moaning as Roc fucked her and played with her sensitive clitoris. Surprised when her legs loosened, Roc speeded up his motion with his large cock and his playful hand. lil's sex juice was flowing from her deep pussy pooling on the ground beneath the two lovers. She was getting closer to her release and was panting and huffing. lil had never felt so filled with pleasure in her life. Roc fit well into her sex, he was enjoying the ride and was close to cumming.

lil let loose with a high pitched wail as she felt her orgasm overwhelm her. It also caused her to involuntarily squeeze her legs together. lil's tightened on Roc's ribs forcing his ejaculation. He tried to breathe as they both came. Roc hammered his fists against lil's legs trying to break their grip. He was ready to pass out when her legs and arms went limp. Roc was trying not to breathe too deeply, when he did his ribs hurt. Roc struggled to his feet as lil lay in a heap, lost in post-orgasmic joy.

Roc shook his head as he felt his sore ribs. No wonder the men fucked from behind, they would be killed otherwise. Roc looked deep into babs' eyes and said. "[Sorry babs, we'll have to do this another time, my ribs need to heal. You may pleasure yourself to find release until then.]" babs nodded her head and began to finger herself. He nudged a spent lil with his foot and told her that she should help babs in pleasuring herself.

Of course, Roc didn't have a clue as to what he was encouraging. True, Mary had introduced the P'OTP to recreational sex, but by suggesting that lil help babs to reach orgasm he was introducing the alien women to a whole new dimension of sex. The concept of women sexually pleasing women in a society where the females out numbered the males by twelve to one was staggering and could change the entire P'OTP world. Roc had no idea of what he had set into place and slept rather well for having bruised ribs.

The next morning was rife with anticipation and worry. The P'OTP in the group were looking forward to being back in the herd after many months of forced separation. The worry of was more apparent in T'sar and the humans. Would the humans be accepted as friends and allies?

Especially since they had brought the idea of sex other than for just procreation to the P'OTP. T'sar wondered if he was intelligent enough to successfully argue the changes he felt were needed in the herd. Was he wise enough to make the right choices for his people? Mary wondered if she would be accepted as a Hunter and Warrior by the Chieftains? Or had she ruined any chance of an alliance with her promiscuousness. Roc wondered if he could really take care of lil and babs properly and would his ribs ever heal? Goodness knows he would stay away from the missionary position with those two.

As they walked, their destination became clearer. T'sar explained that whenever the herd stopped its endless migration, it would rest in one of the protected Circles. There were less than a dozen of these raised areas on the planet. The Circles were in effect plateaus ten meters high with a single access path that wound up to the plateau. The wide path was full of switch-backs and dead-ends allowing for a nearly impregnable defense. No Circle had ever been overrun.

As the group got closer to the Circle they did not encounter the expected roving patrols. This caused T'sar to become alarmed; he brought the group to a slower more cautious pace. This caution was well deserved as they sighted a shuttle like the Rics used on the ground near the beginning of the sloping path that twisted up to the Circle. It had flattened and burned off the grass around it.

The wind had started to blow allowing the Warriors to approach the shuttle without being seen. Roc looked at the people coming out of the ship with amazement. P'OTP Hunters were taking defensive positions guarding the shuttle! They were ready to defend the Rics with their lives. Roc was confused by this at first; he thought they hated the Rics. Then he realized that they were under mind control by the Rics and had no choice in what they were doing.

There was movement from inside the ship. Again Roc was astounded. P'OTP women were carrying out the glass topped wooden boxes that housed the Rics. The women were placing the boxes on a wheeled cart, Roc counted the boxes as they were carried out. He counted eight in all, then the six women arranged themselves around the cart with two on each side and the other two in the back pushing the cart. Roc could not get a clear shot at the Rics. He turned to look to T'sar for guidance.

T'sar leaned close to Roc and whispered, "[The safety of the herd is more important than the safety of the individual herd member. (My apologies to Trekkies) We must destroy those Rics before they can take over the Chieftains. Once they do that the entire herd will do what ever they are told. It would be the end of the P'OTP.]" Roc then looked over at Mary. She gave him a look and a nod that told him to follow T'sar's orders.

T'sar made a sign to his Warriors, who readied themselves to attack. The women and the cart began moving toward the trail that went up to the Circle and consequently to the Chieftains. T'sar aimed and fired. T'sar's' Warriors followed his lead and suddenly the P'OTP women sprouted arrows from their bodies. The Warriors under the Ric's control moved as one to respond to the threat to their new masters. They were not in time. Beams of destruction flashed from two spots in the grass. The cart and its passengers dissolved into unrecognizable flaming chunks. The mind controlled Warriors dropped to the ground unconscious, their minds free of outside control.

The shuttle blasted off with a roar of light and sound. Mary, Roc and the rest were blown to the ground. Mary watched the shuttle disappear into space. She knew that there must be a Ric ship in orbit that was host to the shuttle. The scout ship would not be able to pick them up until the Rics' ship was gone.

T'sar sorted things out, sending one of his men to get the group's P'OTP women; along with the cargo they were bearing. He sent the rest to gather the fallen warriors; he wanted them together when they regained consciousness. The women returned with the cargo, including the extra anti-psy vests, as the Warriors were waking back up. T'sar explained to the Warriors as Roc and Mary put the anti-psy vests on them as they awoke. They did not want to run the risk of the Rics taking back control if the shuttle returned. T'sar sent a runner to announce their imminent arrival and to get the Chieftains together.

Once the now larger group was ready, they proceeded up the trail leaving two Warriors as Guards at each check point. They were greeted by Guards at the top of the trail, who ushered them to the meeting with the Chieftains. T'sar had Mary, Roc and the women with the cargo of gifts come to the front.

The Chieftains stood proud to greet T'sar and his group. Mary noticed that although the Chieftains were a diverse group, they all wore the skin of the Tugrole. Most of them were older, the years etched on their faces. A couple of the Chieftains were actually younger looking. Those two Men had a small group of women behind them. They were different looking then any P'OTP than Mary had seen before. Their teeth were stained black and they were smaller, frailer than the other P'OTP women. Every few minutes the younger Chieftains would wave one of the women closer and take a drink from her teat.

T'sar saw Mary looking at this with a question in her eyes. "[Those women eat the m'barra root. After eight days they will produce a special curdled/alcoholic drink which some Males drink. Those women are affected by the m'barra root and live a dream-like life. Eating that root causes the life cycle to be shortened. The elder Chieftains look down upon this use of P'OTP women.]" T'sar was motioned to begin addressing the Assembly of Chieftains.

"[Chieftains of the P'OTP, you all know me and you know that I was captured by our enemies, the Rics. I have brought an Ally and gifts from that Ally.]" T'sar motioned for the women to undo their packs. "[The gifts are a protective vest like I and the other Warriors are wearing.]" T'sar held his anti-psy vest out from his chest. "[These protect us from the power of the Rics. I have brought enough to protect the Chieftains and most of the Warriors. The other gift is some tasty food that does not age. It can be kept until needed. With this gift we can avoid the hunger during winter. I have been assured that we will be given as much as is needed.]"

"[I bring two of these humans to speak with the council.]" He waved Mary and Roc forward. Here are Sergeant Kelley and Corporal Roc.]" There was a grumbling among the Chieftains seeing that one of the humans was a woman. "[Do not be so quick to judge. Notice they both wear the skin of the Tugrole; they are both Warriors and Killers of the Tugrole. I give my word and make the pledge that this is true.]"

One of the younger Chieftains spoke, "[How do we know that you come as Allies? You two wear something on your heads; you may be controlling T'sar and his warriors using those vests.]" Some of the Chieftains and the vestless Warriors gripped their weapons and looked threatening.

Mary responded by shutting off and removing her helmet and laying her weapon down, Roc was quick to do the same. Roc also removed his PDA from his wrist."[We have removed our protection from being enslaved by the Rics. We do this to assure you of our friendship and the importance we place on being friends of the P'OTP.]" The others relaxed some when the humans did this.

T'sar turned off and removed his anti-psy vest also. "[As you can see, no one controls T'sar. Now I am as defenseless as Sergeant Kelley and Corporal Roc. This is an important gesture on our part, because we just turned away a Ric attack at the bottom of the path.]" The Chieftains and their Warriors were alarmed upon hearing that the Enemy had been close to the Circle. "[There is nothing to be concerned about. I have placed Warriors wearing anti-psy vests in the defensive positions along the path.]"

One of the older Chieftains praised T'sar for his foresight and service to the herd. The younger Chieftain, L'ruda by name, argued against accepting the humans out of hand. "[The humans and their gifts should not be accepted with blind faith. They�]" T'sar interrupted L'ruda at this point trying to silence the opposition.

"[I have other important news, news that I first had heard of in whispers in the dark.]" The older Chieftain raised a hand to silence L'ruda and to signal T'sar to continue. "[Did you know that mating is not just for breeding time? That it will not just produce children? That it can be done anytime and merely for pleasure?]" There was a grumbling and mumbling of unbelief from the Chieftains. "[It is true. I have seen it done and even participated; it does not threaten the herd, it just gives pleasure to members of the herd.]" There were more negative shouts from the Chieftains. "[You must accept this; even now the Warriors and women from my group have spread the word to their fellow herd members. It can no longer remain a secret although some Chieftains have known of this and even�]" T'sar was now interrupted by L'ruda.

"[Thank you T'sar for your revealing news. Before we investigate this further, I believe we should decide on the humans, their gifts and an alliance.]" T'sar performed a sweeping bow, giving L'ruda the floor. "[I have changed my mind; I believe that the tribe SHOULD ally with the humans in their fight against the mind-stealing Rics. With their gifts we can better defend the herd and our ways from harm.]" L'ruda moved forward and let Roc put a vest on him and activate it. "[Do I not now wear the protective vest from the humans? And I have not changed at all, my mind is still my own.]" L'ruda walked back to his place and drank his woman's teat. The Chieftains laughed, L'ruda was still the same.

One by one, the other Chieftains came up to receive a vest sealing the alliance between the P'OTP and the humans. T'sar said to Mary and Roc, "[We must part ways now. The herd will need guidance and the Chieftains will look to me for support. Know that you will always have a place in my herd, an honored place.]" T'sar then performed a minor bow to Mary and Roc, before going over to his herd.

Mary, Roc, the private and Roc's two women stood in a group while the P'OTP moved away. "We may be taking T'sar up on his offer sooner than later, since my comm link is broken and we cannot signal the ship." Mary and Roc put back on their anti-psy helmets not wanting to become slaves to the Rics in the event they returned. Roc was putting his PDA back on when Mary caught sight of it. Mary hit herself on the head. "What a dummy I am!" Roc started to argue that she was not a dummy, but Mary bowled him over and grabbed his PDA. I can signal the ship with this, we're saved!"

Roc was trying to attract Mary's attention while she signaled the ship. She finally had to put him at attention while she signaled the ship. Once Mary was done, she put Roc at ease and asked him what he wanted. Roc replied, "Sergeant, when you are finished signaling the ship, can I have my watch back?"

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