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Chapter 33b: ALEX’S NEW EXPERIENCES (Continued)

Another moon cycle later and there was still no change. No arrival or warning of ships. I received updates from the dolphins every other day or so. Thorrass would give updates whenever we ventured out into the plains on scouting expeditions. A very interesting development from that day was our arrival into one of the species groups. Alex was now given a lot of attention.

After being away from the lagoon for so long, Alex and I had re-established our routine of swimming in the morning and talking on the rocks. It was while in that morning activity that Alex was about to have another new experience, this one unplanned and unexpected. We had swum out to the rocks and intent on a regular topic of discussion lately, her body. As I wondered while we were flying on the dragons, the contact and adrenaline gave her young, budding body a rush that overwhelmed her. We talked about that and those sensations. She admitted that ‘down there’ gave her some interesting feelings. Her period had started and that introduced more discussion, explanations, and cautions. She was upset that she had hair growing in places I did not. She thought that was ugly and wanted to be like me. So we tried and that was embarrassing, maybe more so for me. Trying to shave over her pussy and under her arms. Thankfully, I kept telling myself, she was coming of age and both my schedule and her body’s seemed to be on the same timetable. We remembered seeing some razor type pieces in some of the emergency kits and we used them for shaving her but they wouldn’t last. She wanted to know why I didn’t have hair in those places. I finally admitted it was a vain request I had made to Danna of the Predators, the doctor. She pouted about that for a while but got over it like she did about most things that were self-serving.

But then, as Alex and I are sitting at the edge of the ocean talking, I felt or sense a disturbance in the air. I look at Alex, “You have asked about the people who brought b**st and I here. You have had many questions about them. Do you want to meet them?” She just looks at me. I respond to her puzzled look, “Come” and I lead her back over the rocks and into the lagoon. We swim for the beach and during a stroke taking air, I see b**st on the beach and see that he has sensed it also and is alert. Reaching the middle of the lagoon I stop and as we tread water I point at the beach near b**st. The Predator shuttle becomes visible in degrees. First the air seems to shimmer and then it gets more disturbed until finally it is fully visible and eases to the sandy surface of the beach. Alex’s mouth is hanging open. We swim the rest of the way to shallows. As we are walking in waist deep water up to the beach I say, “Remember when you see them, they are different, very different, but they are my friends.”

As we are walking out of the water onto the beach, the rear hatch is already down and several of the Predators are in front of b**st. As we approach, they turn and Alex gasps. As they start to move to me, they suddenly stop on seeing Alex moving stride for stride at my side. They are all there, the whole old Unit and Danna. I go from one to the other giving hugs and kisses to their chests. You don’t kiss the mouth. Otton, Sinar, Tobar, and Actab. It has been so long. They look good and I tell them so. They, however, are interested in Alex. I pull her in and introduce Alex as my daughter. This of course requires explanation so we go to the trees and sit and talk. I explain about the battle, the wound to b**st, and the death of Alex’s parents. b**st has of course joined us and Alex is between us and keeps a hand on each of us for security in the face of these fierce warriors from ‘out there’.

These are true warrior class members and not the sort that spends time chit-chatting. I have watched Otton watch Alex during the conversation and retelling of the happening on this island and how Alex has come to be my daughter. Finally he asks, “Alexa, would you have Alex stand before us?”

I translate to Alex and she looks to me and then to b**st. I nod that it is okay. Alex stands and takes a few steps into the center and faces Otton. We had just come out of our swim when they arrived and we began our catching up. She stands before them completely naked, her hair hanging down her back. He is examining her and I know how Alex must be feeling under his gaze. I was there once myself so long ago when we first met after killing the Alien after it killed their comrade. Otton finally says, “You have been training her.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. “Her body is toned in the manner of a warrior, not as that of someone who is interested in being in shape. How have you been training her and for what?”

I translate to Alex and her demeanor takes a more challenging attitude. Even in the face of these fierce warriors I have spoken of before to her, she defiantly shows pride in her training and learning. Although I respect her courage, standing up to such as these can get you put on your ass very fast.

She responds and I translate, “Battle lance, bow, gun, and martial arts.”

Otton says something to the other three that I could not convert. They all three laugh and nod their heads. I spring to me feet and next to Alex but Danna puts a hand up to indicate for me to stop. She says, “He spoke in an outland dialect.” She gave Otton an admonishing look which would seem to indicate a closer relationship between them. “All he said was, ‘Fiery, like her mother’.”
Otton stood, “I did not mean any disrespect, Alex. Or to your Alexa. I just remembered the first time we met you. You stood boldly in front of me just like this.”

Alex looks at me and then b**st and we both watch her wondering what she has in mind. She takes the several steps to Otton, looks him in the eyes, “My mother has told me some about you. That you were warriors together, that you rescued her where she met b**st, that you cared for her and it is clear you continue to care for her. Thank you and welcome to our home.” And she put her arms around him and hugged him and kissed his chest as I had. Otton was taken aback but then recovered with a big smile and turned to look at me. I had a tear dropping to my cheek. Alex then went to each of the others of my old Unit and finished with Danna. Alex looked to her and said, “And she told me about what you did for her. Thank you.” And she received the biggest hug.

To apparently break the ‘sensitive’ mood and return to more familiar territory for him, Otton says, “Alexa, we are here for several reasons. First, is to see you and b**st. Now, also Alex. Second, to assist you with any new needs if we are able. We still feel responsible for abandoning you here. Third, the Commander wants to meet you.”

“The Commander already knows me.”

“No, this is a new Commander. And the ship still talks about you. He wants to meet this non-Predator who occupies such a place in ship-lore.”

“Regarding if there is anything we need, yes, several things: The first, I would love to have a communication processor implant for Alex.”

Danna says, “We will have to get permission from the Commander, but it would be no problem to accomplish. As you know, we always create duplicates in case we might need an emergency replacement. It is just a force of habit for us. We could even download the processor data from yours into hers so her processor will be current to all the languages you have used.”

“That would be wonderful. The second, I have mentioned that b**st was wounded by a new people weapon and the bullet is embedded in his muscle where I can’t get to it without causing more trouble. He has healed, but he has been limited somewhat ever since. I would like the bullet removed from his thigh. If it is possible without additional damage to him.”

Danna, again, “That also would be a minor procedure for us with our technology. That could be done her in the shuttle. We wouldn’t have to tell the Commander about that.” She gave a conspiratory look to Otton who nodded and the others nodded in agreement.

Alex interjected, “If you can only do one thing that would be it. He was wounded saving me by placing himself in front of me.” She reaches her arm around b**st’s neck. “I don’t care about anything else if you could help him. Please.”

Danna reassures her, “Alex, I can see how important this is to you. And to your mom. This will be something that will happen regardless of anything else.”

b**st pushes his massive head into Alex and she almost literally wraps herself around his neck, kissing his head. When she pulls up from him, her cheeks are wet from tears and is smiling.

“I don’t want to appear needy or demanding of your offer to help, but … the third would be … if you truly make duplicates of everything, is there another battle suit somewhere that is my size?” I look at Alex, “And, could we have it, as well?”

Otton and his Unit huddle and share thoughts. Then he offers, “There appears to be a suit container in the Unit storage room that none of us knows anything about. It could very well be an extra intended for you. We will verify when we go to the ship.”

“There is a fourth but I will discuss privately with Danna.”

Otton, “Privately? Is anything wrong, Alexa?”

“No, it is just a female thing.” I look to Danna and give her an embarrassed look.

Otton asks to look over our supplies remaining and suggests to Danna that she immediately take care of b**st’s wound so he can be recovering while the rest of us go to the ship. Then, before they have to leave Danna can check on his recovery. So, while Danna and b**st go into the shuttle, we go up to the supply cave. They see that we have found all the hidden weapons. They also see that the weapons are separated. I confirm that Alex has her own weapons and is fully proficient with them all. Otton looks at Alex, again. I can see him appraising that statement. He orders the others to make a quick inventory of what remains.

I leave them to that and ask Alex to remain to assist them on finding where we sorted things. I go to the shuttle to check on b**st. As I approach, I see them just exiting. b**st is bandaged and limping on his bandaged leg. Danna gets him to the mat under the palm and asks for water for him. The local anesthesia will cause him to need to drink. She says he will rest comfortably and probably sleep off the anesthesia. She will check on him again later. The surgery was really nothing for her equipment and he should recover fully and with his previous strength and power.

On the way back to the shuttle, I breach the other topic. “Danna, if you are able to give Alex the communication processor, I wonder if … well, while she is under anesthesia … well …”

“Say it Alexa.”

“Alex is approaching the time when she will be wanting to have sex. There I said it. She is already curious but I have her waiting. Could you test her and find a way to stop …”

“You want a contraceptive for temporary conception control? Or permanent like yours?”

“Temporary. I hope she wants to have a family after this time of conflict is over. Is that possible to determine and formulate and supply? Something that can be effective for a moon cycle?”

“Yes. Her DNA is different but if I have some time to sample and test I can do it. A couple hours, only. I can start first before the communicator and then finish after. Then the development and manufacturing in our system will be only another couple hours.”

“Then we should probably meet this new Commander.”

While b**st rests, Alex and I join the Predators on the shuttle and travel up to the orbiting ship. Alex and I are in our boots but that is all. No weapons are needed as we will constantly be in the company of the Unit and we will be guests. Both of us have our hair loose and hanging well down our backs. Alex is at first fearful and hold my arms tightly as she feels the ship leave the ground, but after I get up to look out the window, she joins me. She is speechless, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide in wonder. She points out the window as the lagoon gets smaller and smaller until the island is the only discernable thing and soon it too is difficult to locate on the planet below us. She looks at me with her mouth still open, her mouth moving but no sound comes out.

“I told you, Alex. But it is difficult to fully believe until you see it yourself, isn’t it?”

“You said you were from out in the stars, but … I didn’t know how that was possible. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe you but I didn’t understand how.”

I pointed ahead and she saw the main ship with the hanger door opening. We took our seats again and are soon locked down in the hanger and the pressure is established. We exit the shuttle and enter the main ship. Otton is immediately informed that the Commander requests our presence. Alex and I are led directly to the Command Center. Along the way we are a source of much interest and Alex stays close to me and grabs my hand as more and more of the ship’s population hears of our presence and come to see for themselves. Then a little female comes running from her mother and directly up to me. I kneel down to her and recognize her immediately. I pick her up and hug her. Then another, her sister, runs out and stands by Alex. I nod to her and she picks up that one. We walk a short distance and the mood is obviously joyful as my name is repeated among them in their language. But soon Otton indicates that we must take the lift up. I turn and locate the mother and Alex and I both release the little ones to her. The people are waving to us as we enter the lift.

Otton remarks, “They haven’t forgotten you, Alexa. You have left a mark on them forever.”

Alex looks at me questioningly. Danna notices and says, with my translation, “Your mother was and is not only a warrior but a friend and caregiver to many on the ship. She showed the warriors what courage really was when she came here and trained to become one of them. But she also helped the people whenever she encountered the need. That little female had been separated from her mother and was crying. Your mother stopped and sat on the floor and talked to her, calming her. She eventually was sitting in your mother’s lap when her mother found her. Our people are tough, a warrior society whether they are warriors themselves or not. But they do not forget such tenderness to the young. The combination in a single person, warrior and mother-type, endeared her to the people. When she won her matches in the competition, it only reinforced the feeling from the people.”

Alex said to me, “You were in a competition against a warrior like one of them?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Wow.”

We had reached the Command Center. The Commander is sitting in his chair at the center of the activity of screens and equipment. Alex is looking at everything but stays close to me. The Commander turns and says, “So, this is the great Alexa. I have heard much about you since arriving here to command. You seem to have made an impression on the crew and population. Even Otton and Danna can’t seem to go long without somehow mentioning you or something you assisted in developing or accomplished during your service on the ship. So, I welcome you.”

“Thank you, sir. You seem to know who I am but you don’t know my daughter, Alex.”

“Yes, your daughter. I have already received that information. You seem to continually provide new interest to the population. The word has spread quickly. ‘Alexa is here and she has a daughter’. Adopted as I understand it. Welcome to you as well, Alex.”

Alex replies, “Thank you, sir.” I had told her about command authority in the warrior societies. Her response to him was perfect. Short and respectful.

The Commander continued, “I have wanted to meet you specifically, Alexa. Since coming to take command of this ship and crew, I have come to appreciate the uniqueness of what has happened here. Central Command saw you as a distraction. The conflict arising out of the attack on you and the response by your b**st was proof to them. The previous commander, however, was promoted some time afterwards because of the unique skills developed by the Units on this ship and the responsiveness of the crew in general. In my view, and I admit to some competitiveness on my part, he was not all that good of a commander. So, arriving here and seeing firsthand the uniqueness that I found and talking to the leaders here, I began to appreciate the devotion they had for your way and influence. So, I have been curious about you.”

“How can I help you, sir?”

“You probably don’t know this about your former Unit and the other Unit on-board since bragging isn’t a normal behavior of the Predators. But in the whole system there isn’t another Unit even close in rank as your old Unit. The closest is the other Unit on board this ship and then the others in this entire system of space aren’t even close. And this is not merely the Competition rankings, but it also reflects the actual combat situations and outcomes. For instance, I looked it up, the last mission you were on, where you met your b**st, was ranked so highly that there has never been before or since such a successful and creatively planned and executed mission. That kind of thing has become the norm for this Unit in particular.”

I glanced to my old Unit and they were pleased but also embarrassed.

“And then there is the general population on-board. They appear to very simply just love you. I am aware of the reception you just now received in walking from the hanger to here. So, I understand you have some requests.”

“Requests, sir? No, I was asked if there was anything I needed. I responded with several things but that was in response to the question.”

“Well, Danna and Otton have made your items known to me for you. In response to the service you provided to the people I think it only fair for us to continue our support of you. I have just one request, however, in return for your needs.”

“Yes, sir?”

“As Otton has described your influence on their fighting style, you challenged them to incorporate speed and agility into their power and force style. You demonstrated that by successfully using your style to defeat Predator warriors and that was showcased at the Competition. Therefore, my request for you is that you spar with your old Unit and allow us to determine if they have lost any part of that former advantage.”

“May I consult with Danna about a small matter, sir?” I turn to Danna without waiting for an answer and pull Alex into the conversation. “Danna, when you put Alex out for the procedure, how will she be when she comes out?”

“Like she was merely asleep. The anesthetic is only local. It has no d**gged effect at all. It merely induces sleep so we can perform the procedure. There is no pain to block.”

I turn to my daughter, “Alex, you have completed your training. No, there is always training, but you have completed even advanced moves and reactions. I want you to fight with me. Side-by-side against them. Two versus two. We’ll have to fight twice. Are you willing?”

“You want me to fight with you against them?”

“You’re afraid? I understand, but …”

“No, Mom, no! I mean you want me as your partner? You would have me to support you against those warriors?”

“Yes! Yes, Alex. I know you and what you are capable of.”

“Wow, Alexa, the fiercest warrior of our land picks me.”

“No, Alex. Your Mom picks you. I would be honored to go into competition with my daughter. So, when you start going under, asleep, start going through the movement for the battle lance. That will be good mental training for when you wake up. I love you, thank you for being my daughter.”

I turn to the Commander. “Sir, I accept on the condition that the competition be two versus two and I will be joined by my daughter. She was trained completely by my system so it will be a good test of my old Unit.”

“Excellent, Alexa. Danna, you may begin with Alex.”

She said, “Sir, I will need Alexa for a few moments to download her processor to upload into the one for Alex.”

“Of course. She will be right down to your unit.” Once she and Alex were gone, he got up from his command chair and approached me. He put his hands on each of my shoulders, “Thank you. I would have allowed your requests, anyway. So if you would prefer not combat these rogues, I would understand.”

“No, sir. They are rogues but I know them. I think it will be an interesting competition.”

“Excellent!” He looked at Otton and the other Unit members and then to me. “I also understand there is the issue of a possible battle suit your size in the barracks storage area. Why don’t you five go down there and see about that. You have some time to spend until your daughter come out of the procedure.” There was a smile on his face.

As we exited, I asked Otton, “It was like he was encouraging us to have our fun.”

Once in the barracks, Actab and Sinar go to the storage area and return with a crate. Inside was indeed a battle suit that was my size. The duplicate the Predators typically produce. I was thankful. This will be a benefit for Alex should we be put into a situation of needing this kind of protection and firepower. And I feared that time was coming. I had reported all that to Otton and he agreed that sooner or later the new people would be coming in force. Our defenses needed to be prepared.

Now, though, standing in the midst of my old Unit everything went quiet. It has been a long time since I had been in the barracks with them like this. I looked around at them and stopped at Otton and nodded. He went to the entry and locked it. I put a booted foot onto a bunk and unfastened that boot and the other. Taking them off, I was again completely naked before them. The tension was thick as I stood there. Otton moved out of the semi-circle and touched my chin and lifted it. Now looking me in the eyes he said, “Alexa, it has been quite a while. Your life has changed. You have a daughter. Your relationship with b**st is even deeper.”

“Thank you, Otton. But, it is good. Believe me. I want this, too. I have missed you all. That doesn’t mean I want or love b**st any less.”

I start taking his clothes off him and the others quickly strip, too. Tension relieved. Now to create a new form of tension. It has been a while, but some things you don’t forget. Riding a bike, riding a horse, the feel of a good gun in your hands, or facing a gangbang with excitement.

Now facing a semi-circle of naked Predator warriors, myself naked and ready, I stepped to them. They took me with their hands, touching me everywhere. My face, body, back, breasts, legs and pussy. I put my head back and sighed as four pairs of hands touched and felt me. My sigh of pleasure wasn’t just the physical sensations they were providing but also the comfort of their presence, the rush of familiarity.

I reached out to each of them in turn. Touching each of their faces, stroking and touching their mouths and their mandibles. This was always a soft spot for them. My recognition of the differences between us but my attention to it wasn’t a disgust or revulsion. But my indication of recognition and acceptance. And then we have sex. My recognition of our differences was not a distractor. It just was. It was a part of our relationship. That was all. And after going through this little ritual, I followed the other next part of our ritual in the barrack. With privacy and time to spend on each other. I knelt down in from of them and from one to the other I took their cocks and made them hard. Hard for their eventual release and hard for my eventual pleasure and my own release. My eventual releases because these four ‘horse cocks’ always provided me with multiple orgasms. I went to Otton first. I kissed the end, sucked on it and forced as much as I could into my mouth as it began getting hard. Once hard, I stroked it as I sucked on the head. But not too much. Although sucking them has been good in the past, this time I wanted each and every one of them to climax inside me. I had no idea when I might see them again. And being of the warrior class of the Predators, they were frequently in danger. I knew the odds were increasing that eventually at least one of these four would get seriously hurt or die in battle.

Once I had each hard, I stood and touched each at random as I moved into them and pressed my body to each. Over the time together I have shown them many positions previously unfamiliar to them. Including anal which took some getting used to initially, especially the DP’s we would then engage in. Maintaining myself as the slut I was, I was confident I could still take them in DP’s. Although we had some time I still felt some urgency so I went to Otton, always the Unit leader first, and pulled myself up to his neck and hugged him, kissing his chest, neck and ear. In his ear I whispered, “Shall we do DP’s for old time sake?” They all enjoyed DP’s. The increased tightness in both of my holes was a strong stimulator for all of us. I started crawling up his body and he lifted me up almost effortlessly. I spread my legs around this waist and lowered myself slightly until I felt his cock at my ass. I reached down with one hand and worked it into my pussy. I then looked over to Sinar and smiled at him. He knew instantly and came behind me. With one of his hands on my waist and his cock at my ass he guided his cock to my hole. Feeling it at my asshole I gulped as it pressed at me. My sphincter didn’t want to open at first but the insistent pressure from Sinar and my pushing from above did the trick and he was inside and at the same time I sank down further onto Otton.

I sank my head into Otton’s shoulder and moaned and followed that with a series of groans as Sinar worked more of his cock into my tightly grasping asshole. And as he did the feeling of Otton’s cock became more intense as my pussy chamber became more constricted by the presence of these two massive cocks filling my holes so completely and deliciously. Now he was fully inside me. I could tell as his thrusting hips hit my ass. I groaned again and lean back into Sinar, releasing my arms around Otton. Now held by them as they worked out their rhythm for thrusting and pumping into my holes. Then I felt them release their hands from holding me and I sank further and completely onto their cocks, now only supported by the cocks embedded in my pussy and asshole. I cried out as my first orgasm built and crashed over me. They pressed into me to support me as my body shook and quaked through the orgasm. I sighed near the end and pressed harder into Otton who, feeling my body recovering, thrust hard into me again. Sinar took from the action of his leader and thrust into me hard also. And they regained their stroke rhythm and they soon were tensing and pounding me harder and faster until they abandoned any sense of coordination of effort and were simply trying to reach their own individual climaxes. And as they tensed, there cocks beginning to twitch inside me, first in my asshole and then in my pussy, I began shuddering again as I felt my asshole flooded by cum and then my pussy. Spurt after spurt of massive loads of cum forcing its way into the depths of both of my holes and I crashed over into another wonderful orgasm. And only half aware of the cries and moans of pleasure coming from my mouth as I pressed myself first into Otton in front and then pushing back into Sinar behind.

As I slowly returned to my senses, I was very much still impaled on these two cocks. I kissed the neck of Otton and leaned back and twisted to do the same to Sinar. Otton supported me and Sinar slowly pulled out of my ass, bring with it a gush of cum from my still gaping asshole. Otton lifted me slowly and I felt his cock being pulled from my pussy and when it did completely come out, it too let out its own gush of cum from my other gaping hole.

Otton gently put me on my feet on the floor and held onto my shoulders for support. I looked at the other two, Tobar and Actab. I smiled on seeing the absolutely rigid cocks standing up in front of each. I was weak and needed a bit of change even if it was to be another DP. I indicated for one to lay on the bunk and Tobar immediately did. I straddled his midsection, grabbed his hard cock and held it up and slowly worked it inside my pussy. I sank down onto it and leaned into him. Actab didn’t need any invitation from me, he knew what was expected. He knelt on the bed behind me and guided his cock into my still gaping asshole. With the cum still seeping from both of my holes they entered me much easier than Otton and Sinar had. And that also probably meant that the friction on their cocks would be less as they stroked smoothly into my holes, tight by the presence of each other in adjacent holes but eased by my recent stretching and the lubrication from their mates. I could already tell this might be a more prolonged fuck session.

My head was hanging down with eyes closed, my mind and body only aware of the intense stimulation being received from the two wonderful cocks in my two hyper stimulated holes. Having just intensely orgasmed twice, my holes, body and mind were still active from the previous stimulation and was quickly reacting to this renewed penetration. When I opened my eyes to look into Tobar’s otherwise scary eyes when I saw it right next to my face. A rigid, hard, ready cock. I didn’t even consciously consider whose it could have been. I just opened my mouth as wide as I could and took the head into my mouth, not moving my hands which were required to keep me in place resisting the driving cocks going into my body. Never before had one of them recovered so quickly but my mind wasn’t capable of questioning who the cock could be attached to, it was just another cock and my lust driven mind directed the only remaining opening of my body to open and satisfy it. And I did only that. While my asshole and pussy were being mercilessly pounded, deliciously so, my mouth slid over the head and as much of the cock as my mouth could handle, which wasn’t much given the size of these cocks. My mind simply drove me into satisfying cock, whatever cock was available. The hyper-drive of a safe gangbang. It didn’t matter what approached me or how. I knew it was safe and good and could give my body totally to the experience. We had been in this situation and activity many times before while being Unit mates and I realized in my sex-fogged brain that I missed it. The size of these cocks, not the number but the number was wonderful, too.

Even if they weren’t ready, I was quickly getting to that point, the point of arousal and stimulation that my body would burst if not released. My mouth full of cock and my other holes full of rigid, driving cock, air-tight. My breathing restricted, my nostrils flaring in taking and expelling air, air that I should be panting with open mouth to achieve, but not able to and now limited to my nose and the occasions that I gasp around the head of the cock when I pull back just enough. Somehow, unknowing how my mouth could open any wider, I cry out around the cock as my body loses its fight to hold onto control and begins to shake and twitch in my third orgasm of this session.

I feel two pair of hands grab hold of me. One from below and the other from above as both hold me in position as I lose control and go limp, my entire body shaking uncontrollably. I pull my mouth off the cock and gasp and pant for moments as my body cruises through this orgasm. As I just get through it, my mouth returns to the cock being held in position for me. Without any thought, my body’s lust driven action made its own decision independent of any rational consideration or plan or intention. My mouth simply returned to be being just another opening for a cock to use. My body was in a lust crazed state of pleasure and providing pleasure. Then, seemingly as my body was just returning to equilibrium of all this pleasure being transferred back and forth between our sexual body parts, I feel everything collapsing around those parts, again. Not bodies but parts. All I can feel is pussy, asshole, mouth and cocks. No other body parts or limbs, no hands, arms, legs or torsos. Only my holes and their cocks. And when I feel the cock in my ass tense, become more rigid than I dreamed could be possible and begin to twitch inside me, I feel the one in my pussy do the same and the one my mouth just started spurting cum into my mouth. I swallowed as I could until my body stopped reacting to any conscious reaction on my part. All it could do now is shake and twitch. Constantly and continuously. The cock spurting in my mouth just sent its volume of cum into my mouth to drip out the sides of my mouth. My asshole and pussy were filled again with cum from cocks brutalizing them. And as the last of their cum was being released in smaller leaking from their cocks, I completely collapsed onto the chest of Tobar. The side of my face against his massive chest, cum still running from my gasping mouth.

As Actab slowly pulled his cock from my asshole, I was anchored now to only Tobar as I lay on top of him and just continued to gasp and pant for air, allowing my body to slowly recover and stop shaking. Cum running freely from my asshole, gaping from the combined fucking of two Predators, one after the other. And I knew that when I finally got up off Tobar’s cock, my pussy would be the same, running with cum and gaping wide open. Tobar put his massive arms around me, providing comfort and security while I recovered. I rolled my head slightly and kissed his chest. I looked up then to check on the source of the cock that had used my mouth. I raised my head in surprise but Tobar was still holding me to him, assuring me that everything was okay. The Commander! He had known what went on in the barracks even though he was new to the ship since my departure. I smiled weakly at him. He reached down and caressed my back and the side of my face.

After a few additional moment of rest, I felt Tobar release me from his arms and I pushed myself up and thanked him for those moments. I then slowly got up and felt the cum run out of my pussy as I knew it would have to. I look around at the five naked Predator warriors and, now a little embarrassed, blushing, said, “Seems I made quite a mess here.”

Otton stepped forward and took me in his arms and held my naked body to his. “We miss you, Alexa. And not just this. Don’t get me wrong, this is wonderful, more than wonderful. But we miss you.” I look up from his chest and he is looking down to me. “I truly hope the life we abandoned you to is good. You made our lives so full while you were with us.”

I smile at him and kiss his chest. I pull away and turn to the others. Otton pulls me back into him, my back against his front. I feel his cock against me. I look to the others and smile. “You all are very special to me. You always will be. Including you, Commander. I have always respected the command authority of the Predators and have understood the fine line that existed with my participation and presence. It was pushed to the extreme after I insisted that b**st return from that mission. I understood that. I accepted the decision I made. It broke my heart to have to make that choice. Abandon b**st or leave you. I don’t regret my decision. I love b**st. But I do miss all of you.”

The Commander stepped forward, “I apologize for intruding on your time with your mates, Alexa. I couldn’t help myself and perhaps I should have.”

“Commander, you have been very receptive to me. Allowing them to check on me, assist me as they might occasionally, and replenish some supplies. Thank you for your understanding.”

“Thank you, Alexa. You are everything and more that Otton and the Unit have been telling me about you and your influence on the Unit and the ship. I understand or maybe accept now the influence you have had on the success of this ship and its status in the system, even if the High Command is not accepting of it. As such, when it is possible, we will be here for you, returning as we can.”

“Thank you, sir.” I look at my former Unit mates and they are smiling, also. This appears to be a commitment that is news to them as well. “Sir, guys, I need, desperately need, a shower and then to check in on my daughter.”

I am sitting at bedside as Alex wakes from her ‘sleep’. She turns her head trying to remember where she is and sees me. Her smile is wide and loving. I stand and lean over her, “Hey, beautiful.”

She reaches her finger and takes a single tear away from my eye. “Why the tear?”

“You. Watching you sleeping. Remembering everything. How much I do love you, how much you making me so happy, so proud.”

Just then Danna comes into the room and stops. “I’ll come back in a few minutes.”

I say, “No. We’re fine. Just a sentimental mom moment. So, how is my girl?”

Danna, “Your girl is wonderful. She is so strong, fit and healthy. You must have a truly wonderful life on that planet to be in this kind of health. And all the procedures went just fine.”

Alex looked at me questioningly, “All the procedures? I thought it was just the communication processor. Hey, I heard you, Danna!”

She laughs, “Well, that is what the processor is for, isn’t it?”

I confess, “While you were going to be ‘asleep’, I asked Danna to do a couple other things for you, us.”

Alex looked down her body for any indication of changes. Not seeing anything, “What? What else was done?”

“Besides the processor, which clearly is working, I had her take care of the hair issue you were complaining about.”

Alex sat up and look down at her pussy and raised her arms. Yes, they were hairless. A vanity thing. Completely, but it matched my own vanity preference. She smiled and thanked Danna. She then asked, “Apparently there was something else?”

I looked at her seriously now, then to Danna. Danna handed me a case of pills. I looked at her, there had to be hundreds in there. Danna said, “We never talked about for how long. So, just in case there is enough for her to plan her future. And if she wants to start again later, they will be just as effective.”

Alex reacted, “What? What are those for?”

I turned to Alex and handed them to her. “These my daughter are to allow you to control your future as your body gives you new demands. We will discuss in detail when we return home. How are you feeling? There are four Predators needing their asses kicked.”

Danna escorted us to the ship’s arena where the competitions took place and advanced Unit training. Alex and I walked in wearing our boots and our hair tied back in ponytails. We also wore coverings over our forearms. The Predators were in battle armor. Both Alex and I reacted when we realized this little demonstration had been opened up to the ship’s population. The gallery was completely filled and there were others standing at the back along the upper walls. The Commander stood from his VIP section and stated the rules of the competition. The weapons were to be limited to competition/training battle lances and it was to be team battle constituting two versus two. We were handed our competition lances and I was pleased that they had the slightly smaller training lances developed for me previously.

We took our place in the center of the arena and awaited our first opponents. My old Unit was huddled at the side under the VIP section and when they broke, it was Tabor and Actab who approached us. I was somewhat surprised that they sent out a team composed of the two youngest warriors. Despite my cockiness earlier my realistic expectation of going up against my old Unit was to just show well. My earlier success against other Predators in Competition was based on their overconfidence against such a smaller opponent. After my initial success against my Unit, they quickly adapted to my style. Being mindful of my speed and also seeking my instruction on incorporating speed and agility into their modified style. If they had maintained their training over this time, we were in for a good fight.

I held up my hand and took Alex with me a few steps back and faced her so I could also see our first opponents. Without taking my eyes off them and assessing their attitude, I said to Alex, “Alex, although this is a training competition, do not let that fool you. These are extremely power and prideful warriors from a people and race who pride themselves as supreme warriors in whatever part of space they may go. If you get hit by a blow from even their training lance, you will be hurt. So, be prepared for that because we will be hit. And we will hit them but our blows will not be as powerful and they will not cause the same impact on their much larger bodies.”

“You sound like we don’t have a chance.”

“No, we do, especially with this first team. They are younger and will be brasher in their approach and reactions. But, remember, they are very good. Remember that I help train them, too. They have quickness that most Predators wouldn’t have.”

“So, how do we combat them?”

“The judges will be scoring on more than just who is left standing at the end. Injuries that would be inflicted if the weapons were real are also scored. Note that they are wearing protection over their Achilles? That was how I disabled them in the scoring before. If slice there, they would be unable to walk. They have not forgotten. Watch for openings at the rear of the knee and under the arms and of course the neck where their suits have weaker joints.”

“Why aren’t we wearing battle suits?”

“Because we won’t normally at home. This is a test for us as well as them. At home we will normally be fully exposed. How well we can protect ourselves is critical. Remember your training. The counters and deflections. Don’t try to stop their blows, you are not strong enough. Use deflection and then go under for a following counter strike. Are you still okay with this seeing what we are up against?”

“Mom, if you are still okay with me protecting your side, I am ready.”

“Daughter, I am not just okay. I am honored to go into battle against such foes with you.” I give her a hug and kiss on the forehead and smile at her. We walk confidently back in front of our first foes and take our stances. They follow suit. And we wait. The Commander sounds the gong and they attacked.

We do really well. Which is to say that Alex was amazing! As planned we let them attack and we would fend off and counter by quickness and agility, slashing at legs, hands, and the neck rather than trying to match their style. It was hard for both of us as we wanted to put up a good show. Deep into my focusing on Actab, I suddenly saw the end of a lance along my head as I fended off a charging blow from in front of me. Turning, I realized that Tabor had intended a blow to me when he thought Alex was in a defensive, reacting mode. Only to find that her speed allowed her to block his strike and protect me at the last moment. It also meant that with both of them temporarily focused on eliminating me, Alex performed a sweeping leg kick on Tabor that sent him to the floor. I rolled to the ground, avoiding a stabbing thrust by Actab and dropped my lance into Tabor’s throat, stopping just in time to avoid a serious injury to him. The gong sounded indicating Tabor’s fatal wound. Actab regrouped after hearing the gong and seeing what had happened. What was meant to eliminate me had turned instead into reducing them to one combatant because of Alex’s quick response moves.

He tried the only thing available to him for a quick equalizer. He tried to maneuver us to isolate only one to be effective and he nearly did. I found myself behind Alex, unable to engage him. I said to Alex in her language to kneel and I sprang off her back and over Actab, somersaulting to my feet behind him. As his head turned to see me, Alex released a side kick that pushed him into my lance being held out and braced. We had won! Defeated the first team without take a major blow ourselves. The Commander indicated our victory and the gallery erupted.

It quieted immediately, though, as Otton and Sinar walked out into the center and faced us. The whole population revered Otton as a warrior of numerous victories in battle and combat. A warrior recognized throughout the system. I moved to Alex and told her, again in her language, “These will not be so brash. And they will not be foolish enough to charge into us. They saw what happened last time and are too smart for that, anyway. They also saw how we defeated the other team. They will be much more wary of our speed and the way we use our feet as weapons. Remember your lance training and routines.” I looked at her and got her attention. “Alex, my daughter, regardless of what happens in this match, you have made me so very proud, already.” We touched lances and faced our new opponents.

Facing them was quickly shown to be much harder. They moved as a unit. A simple command from one or the other sent both into motion in a coordinated attack. One moment Alex and I were each dueling one of them and then suddenly the other appeared in front of us by striking out and twisting back to the other. We adjusted to the change in style and effectively held our own but even I could tell they were testing our defenses and willingness to strike out. The matches were being timed in Predatorian time which meant little. Already the difference in fighting style forced us to be much more mobile and we were tiring. Not just the movement but the force and strength required to be expended to resist the strikes and blows from these two. Their actions and movements illustrated their years of fighting together for real in combat and battles. Their advantage in strength and power was having its effect as they blunted our attempts to confuse and disrupt by our superior speed and agility. Our attempts at leg sweeps and martial arts proved some effect but not enough. They were much more prepared for them. Alex and I found ourselves next to each other facing them. I backed up and Alex followed.

I looked at her, she was limping slightly, “You okay?”

“My right leg hurts like everything. Not to mention my left arm. You?”

“Both my arms and my upper back. I think we need to try something daring. It just might surprise them enough to work.”

“I’m game for anything at this point. I’ll be a beat up piece of meat at this rate.”

“That move we came up with in our training. We did it for fun but it might work. You okay with it?”

“Yeah.”

We moved apart and got them between us. We attacked with slashes and blows and backed off, again and again. When I thought we had them where it would work I called the signal and we went in the same way but this time Alex twisted and rolled and went under Otton who swung but missed her. He twisted and slashed and as luck would have it he hit Sinar, hard. I did a leg sweep and had Sinar off balance. Alex swung her lance and took him down completely. But as she raised her lance to strike the killing blow that Sinar was watching, Otton came in with a blow to Alex’s stomach. In a real battle it would have come out the other side. As it was, she would be hurting for days. She was out. I tried not to let that slow me, but for only an instant it did and Sinar recovered by rolling away as Otton jumped over him to block me. That was a move they would not have used if not for my training. I smiled in appreciation of their execution of it. Otton noticed and said, “Yes. You taught us well.”

Now it was two against me. I glanced at the timer hoping now for a draw, but Alex had gone down with eight marks left out of twenty. I manage to hold off only three more marks before they had me trapped between them and I took two lances in the stomach at the same time. Alex would have company in having a very sore stomach.

I rolled on the floor for a moment holding my stomach. I looked up seeing a huge hand extended to me. I grabbed Otton’s hand and he pulled me up off the floor. The gallery was quiet. Alex came to me holding her own stomach and limping. The Commander drew the crowd’s attention and announced Otton and Sinar the winners. They received polite applause and cheers. Otton was after all their greatest warrior. I took Otton’s hand and held it up. Alex seeing this moved to the other side of Sinar and took his hand and held it up. The crowd clapped wildly. I motioned for Actab and Tabor to join us. Alex put out her hand also. Actab came to my side and Tabor went to Alex’s. We then held up the hands of all four of the Predator Unit warriors. The gallery went absolutely crazy with cheers and yells for all the combatants.

The Commander got everyone’s attention again. The gallery quiets. “You all know and recognize Alexa as one of your warriors of our class. In recognition of her achievements and skill with our weapons and training and her assistance today, I bestow on Alex, Alexa’s daughter, the equal rank of Predator Warrior.” The gallery goes wild. Alex and I are smiling at all and finally turn to each other and hug. We then turn to the warriors we just fought and hugged each. Danna walks out and examines our injuries and provides Alex and me with pain relief cream from the many powerful hits we took from the predators. She then moves to each of the Predators and does the same thing. The whole ship seems in a good mood and the Commander is satisfied with the Unit’s performance.

As we wave to the assembled crowd. we leave the arena and are greeted by throngs of the people as we make our way to the barracks. At the barracks door I get nervous. Just a little time ago I enjoyed a gangbang in this very area and I hoped there would be no evidence of it remaining. But inside the barracks Alex is fascinated by seeing this new part of the ship. Otton puts his arm out and Alex walks right into him. He looks at me and smiles. He says to her, “Alex, the Unit has a gift we hope you will use with honor and pride. It is rare for any other race to be brought into our ranks as Predator Warrior. It would be unimaginable for mother and daughter to be, two females. That is if it wasn’t your mother and her daughter trained by her.” Sinar and Actab bring in the case that holds the battle suit. They open it and present it to Alex. She doesn’t even know what it is and looks at me. Tabor pulls the battle suit out and hold it up to her. We have her put it on and she is stunned. They take her to the weapons firing range and give her an intense, very fast instruction on how to use it; the weapons, stealth systems, and targeting systems.

On our way back to the shuttle our procession is stopped when a very young female steps out in front of Alex. We all stop and watch. Alex looks at her and kneels down to her. The little one holds out her hand and opens it. Inside is a token on a small chain. Alex picks her up and hugs her. Her mother steps out and takes it and holds it up to put it on Alex. Alex, still holding the little one, turns and with one hand pulls her hair out of the way and fastens the chain around Alex’s neck which sits close around her neck. The woman, though, notices the bruises on Alex’s back and scolds Otton, “Sir, she is only a girl!”

Otton rubs his arm and neck indicating his injuries and says, “I know for a fact she is not a ‘girl’. This one is a warrior!”

The crowd around us both laugh and cheer. Alex kisses the little one, puts her down and turns to the woman. Touching the necklace with one hand she touches the woman with the other, “Thank you for this. I will never forget this kindness. I will treasure this.” Alex looked nervously about and then stepped quickly into the woman, surprising her, and they hugged.

I took Alex’s hand and held it tightly. No matter the species, she adapts.

And unknown to me, as the Predator’s prepare to leave orbit and set a course for some distant rock in the limitless space, the Commander gives the order to release the small spy satellite and verify its correct orbit around the planet and it course to cover the island. It size was designed to avoid any scans from passing aliens of any kind and its transmissions would be limited to daily up-feeds and to bounce off distant signal posts which might cause some transmission delay but would protect the planet from outside interference by curious passersby. Satisfied, he gave the order and the ship went into warp drive for its destination.

Otton turned to leave the command center but turned, “Thank you, Commander.”

“Not at all, Otton. She is indeed an extraordinary warrior. Her daughter, too. It’s the least we can do for all she has done for us.”

Many day cycles after our Predator visit, while sitting at the edge of the ocean, Alex finally brings up the case of pills, again. I explain birth control. “Dear, soon, very soon, you will be ready for becoming a wife and mother if you want it. But, if you don’t but are sexually active with your own species, you will become pregnant and have a c***d like Landda. That is wonderful if you want it. If you are not ready, but want to enjoy the pleasures of the body you must take precautions.”

“You have done this?”

“Well, I have not had sex with my species. I don’t know if I could become pregnant by these men, but I am unable to at any rate. My body won’t.”

“You have sex with all the species? Is this too personal?”

“No, it is not. I want you to understand fully. Yes, I do. As you already know, Alex, I regard all species equally. Sexually, they are different from each other in certain ways but all are pleasurable. Is this offensive to you?”

“NO! b**st is my dad. How could it seem offensive to me anymore? No, you have taught me that all species are equal in our existence.”

That wasn’t bad, but maybe a week’s worth of day cycles after that discussion, Alex was enjoying another new experience and a surprise for me – Alex meets a boy. No, a young man. This happens at the nearby village during a visit there. In discussions with several people and some leaders I starting looking around. I haven’t noticed Alex for a little while. I see a group of young and older people watching something inside their circle. I go over and see it is b**st being climbed on by numerous of the very young. He is once again enjoying not hurting at all and having full mobility since Danna cut out the bullet. I am laughing with the others when I see her in the group on the other side. She is standing awkwardly next to a young man who is maybe her same age, maybe a little older, who appears more awkward than her. I scan around the group and spot a woman watching them, maybe a little concerned, certainly very interested.

I walk to her, “Are you his mother? I saw you watching them carefully.”

”Yes, he is my only c***d. But I know he isn’t a c***d. He had a young woman who I felt he would take as his wife. But she and his father was killed by the new people on the plains.”

“I am sorry to hear that.”

“Thank you. You have done so much for all of us and you still reach out to help. It has been some time so much of the pain has left. And it is good to see him smiling, again.”

“He seems very nervous. Has he always been?”

“No. Quite the opposite. I think he might be intimidated by her. She seems so much like you, none of us knows how to relate.”

“We are only people, too. Nothing more. And she is an equally awkward young woman. Do you think he likes her?”

“Likes her!? Look at him. Look at her. Yes, I think they are caught by each other.”

“Then I think we should talk. I am Alexa and she is Alex.”

“Of course we know who you two are, and b**st. My name is Tessra and his is Addama.”

As we talk and share, I can tell we will become friends. I want to introduce her to Landda, bring her to the lagoon. I have been thinking about opening up the lagoon to all of our friends, letting them in for visits and stop being so secluded. We will discuss that. b**st, Alex and me.

* * * Part 34 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.