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[b]‘We don’t give names to our youngs, until they mature,’ Vage tells me, this time using the Wangers. I only nod, as though that makes perfect sense.

Stephanie walks in, and sees me over the kids, and a soft smile spreads across her face. I think now is a good time to tell her how I feel, but an odd sound plays out, and it takes me a second to recognize the melody from Smallville 'save me' tune.

Stephanie pulls out her cell, and answers it. “We have cell phone coverage up here?” I ask.

‘Rukki,’ is the only response I get, and it kind of makes sense. Somehow the genius has tied this vessel into Earth’s cellular network.

My girlfriend hangs up, and looks sheepishly at us.

“That was Stacy. She was wondering what I’ve been up to the last few days. Oh, and she was glad to hear that you were okay, Nick.” She looks at her feet, and I suspect what she is hesitant about.

“You want to go see her.” I state rather than question.

“What? No, there is too much to do up here,” she tells me, but I see through it.


“Well, I for one, think it’d be a good idea for us all to see our families before those bast*rd ßokoharms arrive.” The look Stephanie gives me could have melted the Antarctic with its loving warmth. She doesn’t want to be the one to abandon the work up here.


Loveth and I are the last to be dropped off, and we’re surprised to see our father’s car in the driveway. We give each other a significant look, before I send out my awareness and find our father’s switches.

“Why do you think he’s here?” Loveth asks me.

“To get his a*ss kicked again,” I reply a bit more confidently than I feel. I’m not worried about being able to handle my old man, but Alice isn’t aware of what I’d done to him, and I don’t want that coming out.

Loveth walks right in without knocking, and I follow on her heels, expecting to hear shouting, or fighting.

Instead, we find our parents sitting at the kitchen table, chatting amiably.

Dad sees us first, and I watch as his face drains of color. This doesn’t go unnoticed by our mother, and when she turns to face us, I gasp.
She looks twenty years younger, and while she’d never been anything approaching a slouch, she could almost give Loveth a run for her money. For that matter, Alice now looks more like my older sister, almost a twin to Loveth, than she does a mother.

“Nick, Loveth,” she says excitedly as she spots us, “I wasn’t expecting you here! Nick, shouldn’t you be in school?”
She’s talking fast, and her cheeks are slightly flushed. I also notice that she’s studiously not looking at dad.


“I had a day off,” I lie easily, still trying to figure out what is going on.

“And why aren’t you at work, Loveth?” Mom asks, almost stepping on the end of my sentence.

“Gee, mom,” Loveth says solicitously, “if I didn’t know better, I’d almost think you didn’t want us here.”

Alice’s eyes grow large, and her mouth moves soundlessly for a moment. Oddly, it’s dad that comes to her rescue.

“Is that how you talk to your mother, young lady?” His mouth is set hard, as if he’s angry, but it’s spoiled by the look of fear in his eyes.


“The real question, dad,” I pipe up, “is why are you here?”


The older man flinches at my words and takes a step back, then hardens his shoulders and glares at me. “Perhaps I should mention our last meeting?” I can see he thinks he struck a point, but when I smile back, his look of triumph turns to one of uncertainty.


“You mean when we found you with your secretary and told you to never come back?” Loveth replies, and this time it’s mom that gets angry.


“Now listen,” she starts toward us, “he came and apologized for his behavior. I’ve decided to give him another chance.”


“Oh, he did, did he?” I ask, raising my eyebrow, and looking back to the man in question. I remember the switch I’d made in Lydia Scott to make him/her tell only the truth. I take a step towards my dad, using that movement to allow my hand to brush against the backside of my sister’s hand, and simultaneously make the ‘honesty’ switch in my old man. “I’d like to hear him say it to all of us. I love you mom, but you’re not the only one he hurt.”
I remember all the days of living in fear under his roof, and doing what I could to stay out of his way. If he can truly say he’s sorry, then maybe I’ll be willing to listen.


Loveth easily noticed what I’d done, and I see her smile maliciously. She has more reason to despise him, than I do. Because the older Mr Smith have never molested me.


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Fidelismaria:
So were was rukki in all dis action.

yhu will find out soon....

ROYH:
lolz, True Talk... Even If She Did, PrinceOFPrince Can Do The Work (STEAL SCRIPT) ...
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So Do Not Try To Excape From Us And Continue D Story GenGentically...

.... Nooo... Not atall..... I will never abandon this work... Relax.,. THEBLESSEDMAN..

ROYH:
lolz, True Talk... Even If She Did, PrinceOFPrince Can Do The Work (STEAL SCRIPT) ...
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So Do Not Try To Excape From Us And Continue D Story GenGentically...

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missuniverse:
Happy Sunday Fam
Those children of unmarried parents, I pity dem shaa

yhu mean?....

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[b]Then I feel Tina’s knuckles, and Loveth gasps, as the blonde starts fingering my sister’s colon. A hand shoves me down hard, and Loveth looks at me with a wild hunger in her eyes. Her hips thrust with a renewed intensity, but she never breaks her lust filled gaze with me.

‘Cum for me, little brother,’ I see her words super-imposed across my vision. ‘I need to feel you shooting deep inside me. Cum and make me cum while one of your girlfriend’s fingers my a*ss.’ Her fingernails start to dig into my chest, while her cunny demand’s my seed, but I’m still worried about getting her pregnant.

“I’m on the pill, now,” she says aloud, then, ‘Cum in my tight hole now! I’m cumming!’

This time, as her inner muscles grip and pull my rod, and Loveth shakes and shudders above me, I loose my ejaculate deep into her womb. I’ve held off my own pleasure for so long, that when it finally hits, it’s like a mountain diving into an ocean of utter bliss. Wave after wave of ecstatic ecstasy flows from my head, down to my abdomen, and pure flame, jets from my loins into my perverted Loveth.

I don’t know how long I lay there, shooting, or even how much I leave in her, but as I reopen my eyes, I notice the yellow light is already on me, and my still hard member is firmly seated within Varand.
When did that happen? The alien’s back is to me, but her hips are rocking back and forth, while Tina stands in front of her, hands on the back of Varand’s head. From the look of bliss on Tina’s face, Varand really knows how to use her two tongues.

Glancing around, I see Loveth off to the side, scooping my cum from within her, and sucking her fingers clean. Stephanie and Vage are making out, rubbing their bodies against each other.

Varand’s alien canal grips my pr*ck hard, and I moan as her tingling juices sluice out of her. Leaning up, I slip my hands under her arms, and lean back. I grip a br**st in each hand, and move my hips against her, truly enjoying the sensations her juices make as they trickle down my Bazooka.

I see Tina glaring at me for taking away her source of pleasure, and just to be contrary, I stick my tongue out at her. Her glare deepens, and then turns to a smile.

I watch warily, still forking the moaning alien, as Tina walks over to Loveth, then Stephanie and Vage. A moment later, Vage gets up, and walks over to the other women. All five of them start rubbing against each other, slipping fingers into holes, tongues into other locations, and basically becoming one mass of moaning female bodies.


Tina is on her hands and knees, sucking out what little is left of my semen from Stephanie. She takes just a long enough break to turn to me, and stick out her tongue, before turning back to her moaning meal.

Laughing at a well played ploy, I notice her give a nice little shake to her behind, and know the invitation is there. I’ve already enjoyed her pussee numerous times today, and I’m not going to pass up a shot at her tight a*ss.

My bazooka is still tingling from Varand’s slick fluids, and I poke my head into her puckered an*us. She grunts for a second, and then shoves back hard, taking my whole length into her colon.

I can only imagine what Varand’s juices are doing for her.

Thus goes the night, for quite a few hours. At some point, I think it was Stephanie, the gravity in our room is turned off, adding a whole new level to our enjoyment.


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The sun is just rising, as Vage’s ship hovers on the edge of the atmosphere. I avail myself of the interesting, alien cleansing utilities. I step into a tube, and just like in some of the Jetson’s episodes, I suddenly find myself clean and feeling slightly refreshed.

“Oh, Sh*t,” Stephanie pouts. “What fun is that, if you can’t fool around in there?”

We both look at my limp and lifeless Bazooka, and burst out laughing. I’m going to need a week to recover from last night, much less the rest of yesterday!

While Stephanie gets clean, I go in to spend some time with my kids. I realize how busy I’ve been, and regret the time I could have been learning about this new species. I’ve been so busy though, and I know nothing of being a father.


“They are strong,” Vage’s voice says behind me, and I turn to look at her. It’s rare when she chooses to speak my language.

“They’ll live?” I ask, suddenly not sure I want to hear the answer.

She looks to them for awhile, and I know she is formulating her response. “Whatever you did for them, made them very strong.” The way she says that seems odd, and I look to the six forms again. Have they already grown? I sense for their life, and just as had happened on the day they’d been born, I can sense it strong and vibrant. Their ‘life’ switch is fully on, and I almost get the impression that it’s straining to move even more, but how can you be more alive, than. . . well, alive?

“Do they have any names, yet?” I ask Vage, wondering why it never occurred to me to ask before.


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SPDAZZY:
Hope this guy will still have the strength to fight this bokoharams after all this romps. Or is that his own fighting technique?

.... Remember the rejuvenating Yellow light? I don't fink so.

SPDAZZY:

Présent monsieur

always present like....

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[b]Flying away from Rukky’s dorm, I turn to be confronted by six pairs of eyes.

“Do I have something on my face?” I ask, suddenly self conscious.

“Not yet,” Stephanie states, and for the first time I notice that they’re all na*ked. I don’t mean light-suite na*ked, I mean birthday suite na*ked, and there is a hungry gleam in their eyes, even in the alien’s oversized orbs.

A hero’s work is never done, I think wryly, smiling as I strip out of my suite.

“The kids will be alright for a bit?” I ask, concerned for the little folks.

“I think there are more than enough of us around to manage them, if it comes down to it,” Loveth informs me, before grabbing my face and pulling me in for a kiss. Her tongue wastes no time before darting between my teeth, as I wrap one arm around her slender waist.


“The true question is: Is there enough of you to manage all of us?” Stephanie asks right next to me, and I feel her hand grip my already hard cork, stroking it into a very delightful mouth.

Without breaking the kiss, I look down to see Varand sucking on my pole.

‘My sister said that you will like this,’ Varand’s words appear to me, and I moan to let her know I do.

‘I had you a few hours ago,’ which could only have come from Tina.

Loveth gasps into our kiss, and I guess that Tina is taking care of her, ‘I can wait.’

Which leaves out Vage. I feel slender hands slip around my waist, and handle my balls, and the hands feel as though they’re short one finger.

Varand’s two tongues feel fantastic, and if I hadn’t already blown my load three times into Tina a bit ago, I likely would have been in sensory overload right now.
Breaking off the kiss with my sister, I turn around within the circle of women, and lift Vage up. I bring her down slowly, and moan loudly as that first barrier is breached by my tool, and her fluids start my cork to tingling.
Leaning my head down, I aim for her pink nip**ple, wanting to taste the milk my kids have been getting for the last while, only to be stopped by her.

‘That is for the kids,’ her words admonish me.

“You can make more,” I growl, and latch onto her nip**ple. Sweet peak milk flows into my mouth, and I swear my cork suddenly grows twice as hard. The life sustaining liquid is warm, and slips delightfully down my gullet. It has a slightly nutty taste, but is also sweet, and I can feel my stomach warm with it.

My legs are spread wide to support both our weight, though Vage’s is minimal, and I feel a pair of alien tongues start to swivel around my scrotum.

The alien I’m forking grips the back of my head, as she starts to sing out her climax in two tones. Her inner vag*inal muscles ripple along my length, and I know Varand is licking up her sister’s juices as they flow off my balls.

Lifting the ship’s owner from me, I set her carefully on the ground, and turn to see Tina and Loveth locked in a 69, while Stephanie has her face buried in Varand’s bald cunnt. My girlfriend’s rump is up, and I decide it looks like a good place to go next.

Squatting behind the dyed-redhead, I slip into her with ease.

She turns to smile at me, and I can see Varand’s fluids reflecting the slight light off her cheeks.

Varand crawls over to her sister, and she resumes drinking from her sister’s pussee.


Stephanie pulls off me, then shoves me back, so that she can be on top, and within three strokes, I’m firmly seated within her womb.

“Mmm, I love how well you fill me,” she purrs. I’m about to tell her I love her, but she presses her lips to mine, and my mouth tingles as I taste Varand’s juices on my girlfriends tongue.

Moaning, I drive myself up into her, forcing her to break the kiss, so that she can cry out in pleasure. I feel her teeth lightly on my shoulder, as I pound her from beneath as hard and as fast as I can.

“Oh, fork, oh fork, fork fork, YES!” she screams into the room, and her vergina clamps down hard on me, trying to get me to cum, but somehow I hold back. I know I could just use the light again to recover, but I want to see how long I can last.


Stephanie’s orgasm continues as I slip in and out of her sopping slit, and suddenly I’m smothered by a tasty pussee. By the taste and my immediately expanding awareness, I know it’s my older sister’s, and I lap up her juices, while Stephanie finally comes down off her climax.

“No, more,” I hear my girlfriend moan, as she moves off me. My cork isn’t free for long, before Loveth leaves a Slimmy trail down my chest, and I feel a set of Gentle hands positioning me for her hole.

A grunt/moan later, Loveth is trying to get me fully seated in her, but she’s not built like Stephanie or her twin. Leaning up, I pull my sister’s chest to my lips, and latch onto her left, switch-sensitized nip*ple, and she cums immediately. I can see Tina’s head behind my sister, and realize she must be licking Loveth’s a*ss.


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[b]“Her refusal to answer that question is why I knew we could trust her,” Loveth says, and we all look at her.

“What? Wait, I knew what that look on her face meant, and knew that we could use her.”

“Yes, but I didn’t have these tiny robots helping me,” Rukky says pointedly, looking me hard in the eyes, and I can tell she is trying hard not to look down.

“What was it?” Tina prompts, at least as curious as I am.

‘It was an equation that would have unlocked the entire human genome,’ Vage tells us.

“But that could be used to cure genetic maladies, like Alzheimer’s syndrome, Ebola or MS!” Stephanie shouts, unexpectedly. “That could help the human race advance in so many ways!” Then her eyes grow large, and we all see the problem.

Yes, that knowledge could indeed cure the human race of any genetic diseases, and even help make us stronger, smarter, and so much more than we currently are. But it could also be used to destroy what makes each person different, or make some kind of genetic attack that could be used to wipe out an entire civilizations as well as specific diseases. If a football club had it, lets say Barcelona, they could make a squad of great footballers like Leonel Messi, Cr7, Hazard, Neymar, Bale etc, and use them to win many competitions, and that will automatically make football less competitive. Or If one government had it, they could make an army of super soldiers that mature within a year, completely brainwashed, and then die within four years. They could take over the world, and rule with an iron fist, with impunity.
In short, the human race truly isn’t ready for that knowledge.

“Since you didn’t answer, are we safe?” Loveth is the first to break the silence.

Varand swaps out two more kids with Vage, after the yellow light swells her bre*asts again. I notice Rukky’s eyes glued to the alien during the whole transfer, and then she looks away, her cheeks flushing again.

‘As long as no others with Rukky’s intellect can find the answer, it should take a couple more decades to solve it.’

We all sigh in relief, but I have to ask, “Will we as a race be ready then?”

‘I cannot predict the future. It may be that your race will surprise us all, but it could also be that you wipe yourselves out. Until your leaders can learn to work together, however, I wouldn’t hope for much.’ Vage’s words are daunting, but not apocryphal.

We spend a few more hours into the night trying to come up with some sort of strategy, or way to stop the ßokoharms from destroying the Earth and humanity.

Loveth pulls out the Rocket Twin’s necklaces, and goes over what little she’s learned from them. Loveth can use the abilities she’s discovered, and after some testing, so can Rukky and I, but for the rest of the women in the room, the necklace is simply made of large diamonds. When Stephanie puts one on, with her dyed-red hair, I can’t help but think of Wilma Flintstone.

‘More like Pebbles, and you’re my Bam-Bam,’ she sends to me, after I make the comment to her.

Even with Rukky’s immense, overbearing, overdone, and domineering intelligence (yes, I’m a little jealous), we don’t succeed at coming up with any good ideas.


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PamelB:
Take your time dear. I understand what it feels like.

thanks for that love

Fidelismaria:


Oh I understand
Mr Fidelismaria

Oh I understand
Mr Fidelismaria

thats cool

ROYH:
No Be Say ROYH No Appreciate Your 1 Updates A Day Statics But Itz Already Killing The ENERGY In Them And D Zeal Is 50/50...
WHY? :-/

Na 1 Day=1 Updates=Mind Eraser
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WELL HOPE AM WRONG, I MUST BE...


Just Prove Me Wrong My DEAR SmartestPopQueen...

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I fully comprehend the full content of yhur comment Royh... Since am also a story reader, I know fully how it feels... Buh, please bear with me... Pleeaaaassssseeeeeee...

KINGinVAHALA:

Baby, how re you doing? I have missed you today on nairaland. Just saw your vote and here I'm to say thanks to you, you re a darling.

thanks... Just been busy Sir... Make sure yhu mention me, on any new development post....

Fidelismaria:
Interestin update Queen

But y re all Rukky b word

Had a girlfriend named Rukky once

She broke my heart


Oh Queen

Rukky doesn't sound asian

Its short for rukayat
Which is Yoruba

well, lets just say, the real spelling was Rukki (thats the name of one of my asian's neighbour's daughter in Imphal). I changed it because the lady is now late.... Hope yhu understand that little twist Mr?

Tgold1:
Weldone Is All I Can Say...

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[b]It occurs to me that with, Tina, Stephanie, Loveth, Varand, Vage and me wearing the special suites, we shouldn’t be able to touch each other, but somehow the suites allow contact, as long as both people are wearing them. I still remember the pain of touching Vage that first time.

‘Am I in any trouble?’ I send to my girlfriend.

‘You know nothing, Jon Snow,’ and I can’t hide my smile, knowing that I’ll be alright.

Loveth walks over to us, and gives me a hug. As always when we touch, the awareness of all my switches expands in our minds.

‘I like the new switches in your girlfriends,’ Loveth sends me, and I know she’s referring to the ones increasing sensitivity in the other two women.

‘You’d better do the same for me!’

‘Pervert,’ I send back to her as she backs away, but I create the switches all the same, bumping them up a little. My sisters eyes expand, and I can see her ni*p*les grow taught, as she gives a nice little shiver that does wonders for her curves. I realize that these are the first switches I’ve made in my sibling.

“Has she been any help on coming up with a way to defeat those bastard ßokoharms?” I ask out loud, nodding to the only dressed person in the room.

“Kind of,” Stephanie says, glaring at the other woman. “Once you get past her arrogance, she truly is a genius, but she doesn’t know much about tactics, or even a way to stop such overwhelming numbers.”

My heart drops when I hear this, but Loveth steps in. “She is, however, able to interface with this ship, and already the ship is upgrading itself.”

I feel like dancing at that. “Weapons?” I ask, excitedly, only to be let down a moment later.

“No, we just don’t have the resources on board, and can’t cannibalize the other ships either,” Loveth states. “She has, however, been able to upgrade the ships engine. We are a lot more agile than we were before, and they’re still working on other things as well.”

“Well, beggars can’t be choosers, now” Tina says next to me, and I agree.

Thinking about just how smart the newest member to the crew is, I remember that final question, and walk over to the two conversing in the corner.

Rukky looks at me as I walk up, and I catch her eyes drop once again to my midsection, before she very pointedly turns back to Vage. I notice Varand isn’t around, and figure she is in with my kids.

“Vage, what’s the deal with that last equation at the competition?” I ask, and Rukky looks at me in shock for a second, before turning embarrassedly away.

“You don’t know?” She says to the opposite wall.

“No, my vision went gray just as it popped up. I never actually saw the question,” I tell the back of her head.

‘Sit down, please,’ Vage sends to all of us, and we oblige.

Rukky’s knee touches mine for a split second, and she flinches away, likely after contacting the light suite.

Varand comes out, carrying two softly mewing kids, and hands them to Vage, who begins to breastfeed them without preamble.

The conservative Asian woman’s cheeks go deep scarlet, and she looks away, only to look back a second later, and stare. Her stare turns to me, then to my semi hard pen*is (hey, I’m around a bunch of nak*ed females. What do you expect? My bazooka is too sensitive to back down at such amorous sights, even though it does'nt have an eye of its own, but my Brain thats communicating with it, works faster than the speed of light), then, Rukky looks back up to my eyes.

“Those kids are yours!” she blurts out, and the other three human females in the room burst out laughing, which only embarrasses Rukky even more.

“Long story,” I tell her, and then turn back to Vage. I know I can talk to her through the wangers, but it’s just easier to talk out loud. “So what happened with my wangers?”

‘The equation that appeared is too advanced for your race to handle responsibly,’ the words appear before all of our eyes. ‘It was automatically blocked.’

“Too advanced?” Stephanie asks, incredulously. “But Rukky saw it.”

“And solved it,” the woman in question answers haughtily in her slightly accented voice. “I noticed that the government had started watching over me since just before the holidays. I think they planted that equation in the hopes that I would solve it, but I immediately recognized what it is for, and refused to do so.”

“Her refusal to answer that question is why I knew we could trust her,” Loveth says, and we all look at her.


T.b.c.... I owe all my wonderful readerz big time... Am just busy with some stuffs in my private life... Please as usual, bear with me... I LOVE YHU ALL... thanks..

QUEENLIZ cares... [/b]

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[b]Slipping my hands up Tina's shirt, I cup her ample bre*asts through her bra, and moan as I feel her stiff nip*ples through the thin fabric. I want her to enjoy this as much as possible, in order to distract her from the coming torture, and lightly turn up the sensitivity to her areolas. She moans back into my kiss, and I feel her hands dip into the waistband of my Injured cr7 pants, easily finding my stiffening wood.

‘Rukky just came back,’ Steph says through my mind. ‘Is everything okay?’

‘Yes,’ I reply as I lift the cups up over Tina’s bre*asts. ‘I’m just helping Tina a bit.’

‘I’m sure you are.’ While it’s impossible to tell emotion through the text, I somehow get the sense that there’s no heat in it.

Tina starts working at the buttons to my pants, as I playfully thumb her nip*ples, and move my mouth to her neck, nibbling lightly.
Lifting my hips to let her pull my pants off me, she separates herself from my body, leaving me temporarily cool, after the heat of her presence, and a moment later my goose-bumps triple in size as her lips wrap themselves lovingly around my phallus. This time the moan that explodes from my throat isn’t one designed for her enjoyment, but one that somehow expresses my love, desire, and pleasure all at the same time.

Tina redoubles her efforts, and despite this lovely already having received one load of cum from me today, I can already feel myself getting close. I gently lift her head from my lap, and lean forward to meet her delicious lips with my own. Continuing to push forward, I press Tina onto her back, never breaking the dance with our tongues. I place my hands on her hips, then softly slide my hands up, taking her shirt up over her head. Her bra is still sitting over her tìts, but I ignore it, as I latch onto one of her sensitized nipplez, eliciting a moan from her.

I feel her fingers dig into the back of my neck, and I start working at her pants, easily undoing the buttons, and sliding them down and off, using my feet to shove them away the last bit. I allow my hands to travel up to her sex, slightly surprised at how wet she already is. Despite having just gotten her pants off, there is a steady stream of hot fluids flowing from her sweet canal. My fingers find her sensitive clit, and I tease it a little with the tip of my finger.
Tina hunches her hips against my hand, wanting more contact. I bite a little more firmly on the tip of her bre*ast and press hard against her cli**ris for only half a second, before her juices gush out of her and she arches her back, moaning loudly.

“Make love to me Nick,” Tina moans, and I aim my rod for her opening, and plunge in. I’ve been with Tina a number of times before, but this is the first time she’s ever gone this wild before. It’s a good thing that I’ve had a bit of a break from her fantastic bl**job, as she bucks and grinds underneath me, or I’d be spewing all over her insides within seconds. She feels so great as her velvety folds slide around my member, and I’m pulling every mental trick I can to keep from cumming already.

Tina pulls my head up to hers, and thrusts her tongue down my throat and I know she’s close. I grab the applicator, and as soon as I feel her fluids flowing down my balls, I fire the applicator off in her. My own body locks up, and my cum mixes with hers, and then is driven out of her, as we both reach a new level or orgasmic bliss.

Tina is panting heavily, and it slowly turns into a groan of pain as the wangers start to take effect in her bloodstream.
Without hesitation, I summon the healing yellow light, and feel myself recover in her gripping cunny in record time.

Tina's chest mashes against my chest as she holds me tight.

“This helps,” she tells me through gritted teeth, and I feel her hips start moving against me again.

We continue in this manner, her vag*na getting tighter as her pain increases, but she never lets up, and refuses to stop. After my third load is deposited into her womb, I just stay hard inside her. As great as she feels, knowing how much torment she’s in impedes further orgasms.


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Our hair is a mess, and there’s no mistaking what we’ve been up to for the last while. Of course, walking in with nothing but light-suites on doesn’t exactly imply chastity, either.

The alien suites had been my idea, wanting to snub Rukky in one last way, as she’s now the only one dressed in normal clothing.

Rukky’s eyes narrow even more as she spots us, and then go wide, as she spots my limp member. Even flaccid it’s likely more than she’s ever seen. I see her cheeks burn red, as she flips around, and stutters through whatever she’d been talking to Vage about.

Stephanie walks up to me, and I lean over to kiss her gently on the lips. Too late I remember where my lips have been, as she licks her own, and smiles.

Tina pulls away from a little, but Stephanie pulls her back, and kisses her softly.


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[b]“Interesting,” Rukky murmurs, and I can barely hear her. She goes on, and I catch snippets of “vocal cords,” and “language dynamics.”

Varand stands and walks over to Tina and I, and Tina grips my arm tightly.

‘Do you want her to have the wangers as well?’

“What’s going on?” Tina’s voice broadcasts her fear.
Turning to the blonde woman, I explain the question, and what it means.

“It’ll hurt?” I nod, and wait. “But I will be able to communicate with you at any time, no matter where you are?” I nod again. “No more worrying if you’re alive or dead?”

This time I smile as I nod.

“Can you control us through these miniature robots?” Rukky asks, and I realize she’s been listening the whole time.

I almost tell her she wasn’t offered them, but stop and answer.

“They’re strictly a communication and healing tool. No control is capable through them.”

“I want them,” the other woman states, as if it’s a foregone conclusion.

I feel Tina stiffen against me, and know that she is strengthening her resolve. She refuses to be seen as weak in front of Rukky.

“I—I’ll take them too,” the busty woman states.

‘Applicators have been prepared, but our kids are in the other room. You will need to go to a different area to use them.’

I nod to Vage, and then take the two applicators that appear.

Taking Tina’s hand, I head out, knowing Rukky will follow. I lead them both to a room, a few doors down, somehow knowing this room will work for this purpose. I command the lights to brighten a bit, and then face the two women, seriously.

“This is going to be more painful, than anything you’ve ever experienced before.” I look both women in the eye, wanting to impress upon them what lies in store.

Rukky scoffs and grabs the small device from my hand. She examines it for a moment, then presses it against her abdomen, and fires it off.

I can tell that she’s trying to fight off showing the pain, but there is no amount of willpower that’ll hold off the torrent of torment she is just starting to experience.

“Oh, gawd!” Tina exclaims as the first of Rukky's screams slip past her control, and I see the gentle blonde has gone completely pale.

“You don’t have to do this,” I tell her. “I won’t think any less of you.”

Tina glances at the now writhing form of Rukky, and shudders, before locking her eyes on mine. “We will always be connected like Mtn?” When I nod, she glows in pride and stills her shudders, and turns back to Rukky.

We both watch her, and I wonder what’s going through Tina’s mind, as Rukky cries out until her voice is raw. I can tell when the Wangers begin functioning, as Rukky’s vocal cords get repaired, but by now she is in the final stages, and the pain has already begun to recede.

It takes her a few moments to catch her breath, as the last vestiges of torment leave her eyes.

“And you went through that?” she asks, something approximating respect in her voice. Then she looks to Tina, cuddled up to me. “And she’s already recovered?”

“No,” Tina answers the question, and Rukky smirks, until Tina continues coldly,

“I was having too much fun watching your torment.”

Ouch!Trying to head off a cat fight, I speak up, “Head out that door, and follow the arrows that appear for you, to get back to the other room.”

Rukky gives me a dubious look, but apparently doesn’t want to back down in front of Tina, and heads out the door. I have to open it for her, remembering that she doesn’t know how to yet, and not really feeling like being generous at the moment.

“I’m scared,” Tina says, drawing my attention back to her.

“You don’t have to do this,” I remind her, but I see her hazel eyes grow steely.

“If that bitcch can do it, then I‘ll do it better.” She draws in a deep breath, which does wonders for her brea*st. “Just. . . Just do me one favor?”

“Anything,” I promise her, without hesitation.

“Make love to me, while it happens. I—I think I’ll be able to handle it better that way.”

I blink at her, not sure that I’ve heard her correctly, then lean down and softly kiss her lips. Her mouth trembles against mine, and I can tell she’s terrified about what’s about to happen. I set the applicator to the side, as I move my kisses over to her ear. “I will do anything in my power to help you,” I whisper, then hesitate only a moment before adding, “My love.”

I feel a little dirty for saying it, not because it’s not true, but because Stephanie is my official girlfriend, but I haven’t said the words to her yet. As the words leave my lips, I know them to be true though, and when she pulls back.

She's searching my eyes, I nod, letting her know I mean it.
I debate on telling Steph through the wangers that I love her too, but refrain, wanting to deliver those words in person.

Tina squeals in delight, and kisses me with a passion she’s never shown before. As I had earlier today, I feel like a lecher, loving more than one woman, but I can’t deny the veracity of my feelings.


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[b]The asian girl then turns back to me, with a very judgmental look. “I take it this is your harem?”

The disgust and scorn she places in those words, hurts. I mean, yes, each one is kind of my woman, but they all have a free will of their own. I don’t own them.

Loveth smirks at the words, while Tina hugs me tighter. Only Stephanie doesn’t seem to react.

“We prefer to see him as ours, rather than the other way around,” My wonderful, sweet, psychotic sister says. “And you’re partially right. We may need your help. I wanted to bring you here, on the off chance that you might be able to offer us some advice.”

‘Way to go, sis!’ I think to her, glad that someone’s able to put the pompous genius in her place.

“I can,” the other girl says, without a hint of doubt. She glances around the blue-lit featureless room for a bit, before facing me. “
Where are the aliens?”
“They wanted to let us talk to you first, in order not to scare you.” Stephanie is the one to answer this time, but the other woman just continues to stare at me.

‘Bring her to us.’ The words appear before me, and I smile, knowing what she will be experiencing shortly, and looking forward to it.

“What’s your name?” I ask her.

“Rukky,” she replies, and I wait for her last name, but she just stares at me.

“Okay, Rukky, I’ll take you to them.” I’m trying my best to keep my tone level, but she suddenly becomes wary. Ignoring her trepidation, I mentally command the ship to open the doorway, and then indicate she should go through first.

Rukky steps up to the black seeming wall, and hesitates for only a moment, before stepping through. I barely hear a sigh of relief from her, as I smile to the other women. Seeing Tina standing there, I ask,

“Will you stay here, for a bit?”

‘No, bring her as well,’ one of the aliens sends to me, at the same time Tina nods that she’ll be fine.

“Umm, never mind,” I say, feeling foolish. “I guess they want you too.” Holding out my hand to her, she takes it, and gives it a gentle squeeze.

Turning to walk into the blackness, I end up bumping into the slim backside of Rukky. My eyes adjust quickly, as I murmur an apology, then lead Tina around her.

Tina gasps as she steps into what must seem like impenetrable blackness.

“Come with me, please, Rukky,” I state, stepping harder than I have to as I start walking. My intent is to make sure she hears me walking away, but to my surprise, she starts following.

“You can see in this?” Tina asks, and I hear the fear in her tone.
A hundred answers go through my mind, most of them geared to make Rukky worry, but in the end, I answer with a simple,

“Yes.”
I hate to admit it, but I have to marvel at how confidently Rukky follows my footfalls, even around corners. When I stop outside of a doorway, she stops as well, and then continues when I do.

I start to feel like a heel, after only a few doorways though. As arrogant as Rukky is, she might end up an ally, and we really could use her intellect.


“When we arrive in their room,” I tell the two women, “it will be marginally brighter, though it will seem quite brilliant to your eyes for a moment. They won’t hurt you, so please stay calm around them.”

Tina nods at my words, taking them to heart, but Rukky just sniffs disdainfully.

I open the last hatch and walk into the dimly lit room with the two aliens. My kids aren’t in evidence, and I can only assume their resting in the adjoining room.

Rukky is the first to talk. “You really like nu*dity, don’t you?”

Of course, Varand is in her light suite, and Vage is completely nu*de so that she can breastfeed. I choose not to dignify her question with a response.

“I hope you don’t plan on me strutting around here like a bìtch in heat.” I’m about to snap at her, but then I see the look in her eyes. Rukky's testing me, wanting to see how I react.

“Bìtch in heat?” Tina nearly screams. “I’ll show you, a bìtch. . . What? Let me go, Nick. I’m going to show this—“ She cuts off as she looks at me.
Pulling her back to me, I whisper, “You’re acting the way she wants you to. She’s testing us.”

“I don—“ She tries to argue, but I cut her off with a quick kiss, moaning. I can’t think of anything else to do, and reason that it’ll show Rukky she isn’t getting to me.

When I break off the kiss, Tina is slightly breathless. She tries to glare at me, but it never quite reaches her eyes.

“Girls, this is Varand, and her older sister, Vage,” I inform them, indicating each alien in turn. “This is Vage’s ship you’re a guest on it.”

When I mention ‘guest,’ I see Rukky flinch. Thus far she has been a very rude guest. Both women study the aliens for a moment, and then flinch when Vage speaks.

“Be at ease.” Vage's dual toned voice sounds melodic as usual.


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