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MAU: The Adventures of Supergirl and Dawnstrike Everything in here is fictitious and bears no resemblance to anything living or dead. The MAU universe belongs to Elrod W. Superman, Supergirl and Dawnstar belong to DC comics. Wolverine and Deathstrike belong to Marvel. The story is mine and may only be posted to free websites. Elrod W asked me to include a note about the characters and here?s what he said: I would strongly recommend you get this story out to the community quickly - they'll love it.?Please, however, add a note that your use of Fwirthians and Agents C and D are not completely canon, but that I enjoyed your use of them nonetheless. This story depicts transgender changes, violence, BDSM and strong language as well as young adult sexual encounters. It is very comic book like. If you are below eighteen, leave. If you are below eighteen and continue, you should be grounded from your computer for a week. Why? You need time to figure out who and what you want to be before questionable habits can control your life. In fact 25 is a good age to come back to this stuff. Questionable habits? This is not what a preacher in the Midwest or the mayor would consider suitable reading material. Your parents, teachers and coaches would have questions if they knew also. On the other hand I hope anyone who reads enjoys. Comments are desired. You may send them to [email protected] or post at fictionmania.tv This intro is too long, so on with the show. CHAPTER THREE We had only deviated from the trail a small bit. We picked it up quickly and followed it out of the solar system. Now we really began to pour on the speed. As we made progress I began to get impressions that we were following a trail that had more than one of the boxes pass along this way. I suddenly became aware of this when I realized the single trace I had been following had grown to something akin to a super highway. One that had not been used for a long time. I was so shocked by this realization that I stopped. Lara asked, "What's wrong?" "As we've been going along, the trail we are following has been changing. The best way I can describe it is it has been increasing - not getting stronger or newer, just more of it. Now I just realized that it's because a lot of those boxes came this way." I replied trying to understand what I was feeling and seeing so to speak. Supergirl asked, "You mean there might be twenty or thirty of those things lying around?" "More like thousands and they're scattered across the solar system," I said. "It seems like they just drifted this way. Gravity must've pulled them in." We proceeded onward sobered that these things were scattered like mines through our system. A lot were lost either to the sun or Jupiter and the other gas giants but how many were on Mars, Earth, the Moon or Jupiter's moons? Who could've been so stupid as to just dump these things and leave them laying around? How many people had found them already? Had they been able to change back? How many times had someone used them before they used it up and couldn't turn back? At least Lara and I had left ours hidden so we could find it and change back when we got home. At least when we left it seemed to have enough power remaining to change us back. I accelerated some more. I was beginning to feel a sense of urgency I hadn't felt before. I looked over at Supergirl keeping pace with me. Her expression seemed to be just as grim. I suspect she was having some of the same thoughts as I. Shortly we arrived at a place that was for all appearances the same as the space we had been traveling in moments before. The only noticeable difference was that the sun was a lot smaller and paler. In fact it appeared to be nothing more than a star brighter than all the rest around us. However to me the trail had changed dramatically. There was nothing physically to see but I could sense that this was the origin of the trail of debris that had been pulled into our solar system. We stopped while I tried to puzzle out the sensations I was getting. Judging by the distance we were from our sun, over the millennia the debris that had been dumped outside our solar system had been pulled by gravity into our system. Almost all of the boxes had gone into the system. How many had crashed on Earth I had no idea. What's more, is it appeared that the boxes had straggled out as if in a long trail. As the boxes and planets whirled around the solar system it was inevitable that more would come crashing in from time to time. I was also able to determine that the debris had come from a large ship. That ship had come only once to this spot. Dumped its waste and then traveled on to its ultimate destination. "What's up?" Supergirl asked as I finished my observations and turned to her. "A problem and a decision," I said to her, looking as grim as I could. "This is where all of the boxes were dumped that ended up on earth. From what I can sense this was a one-time occurrence where a large and I mean really, really large ship came near our system. It dumped all of these boxes, so I guess it was some kind of waste and then took off again." I looked back towards home. I was thinking how small and fragile that marble had looked from the moon and even past Mars. By Jupiter it had been hard to tell it was a planet. "Lara, there were thousands of these things that got sucked into our solar system. I don't know if there were a hundred or thousands that landed on Earth. What's more they could be like the Leonid shower or Haley's Comet - every year or a few years, more fall to earth. Somehow we need to learn how these things work and what we can do to stop them. Can you imagine if Bin Laden, Saddam Hussein, Jim Jones or Charles Manson got a hold of these and started creating an army of Supermen - immune to kryptonite? Or a Magneto and the X-men?" "So, what do you suggest? Can you track this ship?" Supergirl asked. "Yes, I can. Sort of. It ended a jump through a wormhole here. I know which direction the wormhole came from and we can track along that direction to it's point of origin. That's going to be the best I can do. If I had seen the ship or touched part of it I might be able to do better," I replied. "Let's go" she said. Just like that. She didn't ask if I was sure. She didn't ask if I had any proof. She didn't suggest that this was someone else's problem. She just said, "Let's go." Lara was as determined as I was to find out what had caused this insidious menace to our planet. I knew I had her full support. That seemed to give me much more confidence in my abilities. I marked another waypoint on my bracelet. We set off once again into the unknown. This time we pushed ourselves to our utmost speed. We didn't know how far we had to go. Only that we had to get there as quickly as possible. After a few minutes I noticed that Supergirl was starting to fall behind me. At first she was even with my shoulders, then my waist, then my feet then behind me. I realized I really was a little faster than Supergirl. I smiled inwardly to myself as I slowed a fraction so that we flew side by side as a team. We traveled a long time that way. Stars shifted past us. Quasars pulsed around us. We watched nebula grow large in their approach and dwindle in size as they passed behind us. I don't think I can really describe the grandeur and awe I felt traveling through the galaxy like that for the first time. Although in the back of my mind lurked the purpose of our mission, I stared at the natural wonders we passed and was filled with a sense of beauty and even a sense that there seemed to be a plan by some divine architect. I never felt so humble or insignificant in my life as I did then. After a time Lara spoke to me, "I'm getting hungry. Any idea how much further?" "No, I don't know. It could be a few more minutes or hours," I said. "I'm getting hungry too." "Any idea how long we've been traveling?" she asked. "No," I said, "I forgot to include a watch in the stuff we packed." Supergirl rolled her eyes. "Okay. Can we pull over somewhere and have a bite to eat? There's a blue star up ahead on the left that might have a planet we can stop at." I said, "That's fine." Where we pulled off the line we had been following, I set a waypoint. I wanted to be sure we came back to where we left the trail before we started out again. I thought the star was too far away. We found a cold lifeless little planetoid to have our meal on. Supergirl warmed up the can of spam I'd packed as well as the creamed corn with her heat vision. It was an interesting picnic for the two of us. Only the stars provided any light. Supergirl used her heat vision to heat a few rocks to create a semblance of a campfire. When we finished eating I cleaned up the utensils with a compact sanitizer from my pack. The trash and scraps I fed into a disposer. Supergirl asked for the tin cans which I gave to her. She started working on something. When I was done I realized I needed a bathroom. There wasn't one available and I hadn't thought of a portable john. I took a small device that looked like a flashlight from my pack and a packet of tissue paper. There was a small ridge not far away and I flew over behind that. I dug a small hole using the flash light device. I made it a few inches deep in some sand like material I found there. I crouched over the hole and tried to relax the proper set of groin muscles. In a moment a steady stream flowed out of my body onto the alien soil. I'd discovered the process was not that different for a boy or girl. Albeit I did not like the wet drops that seemed to cling to my folds or dribble backwards. I proceeded to void my bowels also. That at least was no different. I was about midway through when I heard this strange crackling and popping below me. I spread my legs to look and discovered that my urine had frozen solid. This was definitely strange. I finished my business and wiped myself up. I remembered the front to back method someone had told me when I was caring for a baby girl of a cousin. I flicked to another setting and incinerated the whole gunk. When I got back Supergirl was still busy. I pulled out a small pad and touched a stud. In minutes I had a self inflating air mattress that I laid out and looked up at the stars. I woke with a start. The stars above were not my room! My body felt all strange. I was sleeping on my stomach but felt like I was on pillows on my chest. Those pillows were hurting. And I had something sticking out of my back at a weird angle that was also hurting. I came to my hands and knees. As I saw my large breasts hanging from my chest I remembered the previous days events. I straightened my wings and stood up. Lara had apparently discovered the air mattress in her pack. She was sprawled out on her back across it. She used her cape as a covering. She looked so peaceful there. The only description that fit was an angel asleep. I gently woke her up. She started up so fast that she sent me flying hundreds of yards away. I caught myself with my wings and came flying back. She stood up and greeted me as I settled back to the ground. She looked embarrassed, "I'm really, really sorry. I just forgot for a moment what had happened." "It's okay," I said, "I did too." I started rummaging around in my pack. I pulled out a small stove disk and small pot. I put some water in the pot and added a packet of instant oatmeal. I set the pot on the disk to heat. Lara was stretching and seemed to be working the kinks out, "What are you doing?" "Getting us some breakfast," I replied. "Man, aren't you just the perfect Girl Scout," she teased. I blushed tremendously and turned my head away so she wouldn't see. I was confused. I was secretly pleased that she seemed to appreciate my efforts. I was upset that somehow it seemed demeaning to her that I would want to make someone happy by caring for them. "Man, I have really got to take a piss," she said. "I dug a small hole just behind that ridge. You can use that but vaporize everything when you?re done. There's toilet paper in your pack," I told her. "Oh and remember: wipe front to back" She turned around from walking away, "I know. I'm a pervert that likes to spy on her sister and her friends remember. God, I am going to hate this. Is this some cosmic karma balance thing?" I had breakfast ready and all setup when Supergirl returned. I laid it out on a nice Indian blanket for us to sit on. "Give me a nice cock and balls any day. Whoever heard of having to get half undressed to pee? And then you've got to towel off. I used nearly the whole pack," Lara said as she sat down. I scooped up a bowl of oatmeal and served her and then myself. I kept quiet. Clearly Lara was not adapting as well as I had hoped. Certainly not as well as I. She said, "Here, this is for you." In her thrust out hand was a little pendant watch. It was a little larger than two postage stamps. On the back was engraved the rising star sigil for Dawnstar. "Where did you get this? It's wonderful," I squealed with excitement. "I made it from those cans. That super photographic memory you gave me remembered the old Swiss watch I disassembled once. Since I could remember each piece perfectly and how they fit together I thought I'd see if I could make one. After all you've done almost everything including the planning. I couldn't very well get mad at you for forgetting the watch when you've gone so far as to give us radios and translators as stylish decorations for our costumes." Lara said. I blushed famously and then kneeled up and threw my arms and wings around her and gave her a big kiss. The kiss turned into something more as Lara fondled my breasts and I rubbed against hers. Finally she broke the kiss off and said, "I really need to eat first." I suspended the watch to the bottom of the ring holding my top together. As I did so I noticed it read nine twenty and the little date displayed a two. I asked, "What did you set the watch to?" "Ten pm, day one," she said. I gasped, "We've slept almost twelve hours. We've slept nearly a whole day away. We don't have that kind of time." "You're right we better hurry," Lara said. We quickly ate our meal and then cleaned up our camp. Except for our prints in the soil you could not tell we'd been there. Using the GPS bracelet as a guide I found our way back to the course we had been following the previous day. I also used our own trail to guide me. I was glad that both methods agreed. We set off at top speed once again. We had only traveled about two hours when I sensed something. It was such a small blip in the direction and course we were following that I almost missed it. It was the point where the wormhole to our system originated! Now I began to get very confused because I could tell that the ship we were back tracking had been here. There had also been a whole lot of mini ships. Other ships had been here as well at the same time and more followed later. I explained this to Lara. She actually found the solution. Scanning the area with her telescopic vision she found a piece of metal. It was bent and twisted in such a way that it was obvious it had been torn from a ship. What's more we found a torn broken and burnt container that had held something. The container had been as big as a barn. Lara asked me, "Do you think some sort of ship fight occurred here?" I pondered the question a minute, "You know it could have been. Those little ships' trails all begin around eight different locations. There are no indications the little ships returned. They also converge on points along the course of the ship we're trailing. What if they were missiles and not ships?" Lara said, ?I'll bet the ship we're trailing was attacked here. Somehow while it was damaged it got away. The ship must have been a cargo ship carrying these containers. Some of the containers were ripped open during the fighting, spilling their contents. Someone then came and got everything. What I'd like to know is why didn't they come and get the stuff in our system?" "Yeah but now what? Keep backtracking the original ship's trail, follow one of these trails or go back to earth and find the original ship's destination," I asked. This was getting harder than I thought it would be. "I still think it's a valid idea to go back to the ship's origin. I mean we want to find who made them not who got them," Supergirl said. She was right of course. I marked this way point also. We followed the trail I'd found for the ship we were backtracking. As we traveled the stars seemed to grow denser. More seemed to be older orange to red stars. There were still plenty of blue and white stars though. I think because we were getting nervous about what if anything we might find the vistas seemed duller, less interesting. Yet it was space, there was the thrill to be there. When I grew tired I checked my watch. I was surprised to see we'd traveled ten hours since the last stop. We'd been traveling sixteen hours! I said to Lara, "We need to find a place to rest tonight. We'll need our energy tomorrow to go as far as possible before we have to turn around." She nodded her head in acknowledgement then a few minutes later said, "There's a small rock up ahead for us to stay on. It's only a couple more light years ahead." Small rock was about right. The whole thing was about as big as a football stadium. It barely had enough gravity to hold us. Fortunately it was mostly iron. I had included magnetics for holding things down. This time we set up the tent and cots with blankets. I also pulled out the oxygen re-breathers for us to use. Supergirl heated up a couple of rocks for us to cook dinner. We also used them to warm up from the cold of space. The heat just didn't last long enough. We retired early, stripping off our costumes for comfort in our bedding. We were both exhausted from the long day. Our body's unusual energy reserves were being expended without any replenishment. I actually appreciated having walls around me. I was surprised when I woke up in the morning. I found myself with my head on Lara's chest and her arm around me. You know it felt very comforting and secure to be there. "Do you think we'll find something today?" I asked. I fretted about today as we got dressed and ready to go. "Hard to say," Supergirl said, "of course we've learned something interesting each day on this trek. It's just that we have to turn back today if we're going to get back before my parents." She finished pulling on her boots. I finished lacing up my boots. A couple of touches and the cots and bedding folded up into cubes. We walked outside together and I touched the pad to collapse the tent. It seemed like this rock might be another good point to mark. We lifted off and continued on the same course we followed yesterday. "What do you think?" I asked Supergirl. We were in the middle of an asteroid field of a solar system with a weak orange sun. We arrived about what we were calling mid-afternoon. "It certainly seems like a starport. It also seems pretty old. I just don't know if there is enough traffic to be the one we want," she answered hesitantly, "I think we need to at least ask. Even if they aren't the right one we may get the information we need." A little further in towards an almost tomato orange sun was a decrepit old space station. There were ships docked there and moored in orbit. There were even a few coming or going. It just didn't seem like a busy or profitable trade port. Of course what did we know. We'd never seen an ocean port. "Hey how come your bracelet's flashing?" Supergirl asked. "Huh?" I looked at my wrist, "Look.." A bright red beam enveloped us burning pain swept through my body. Then blackness. It was dark. My nerves felt on fire. I heard voices in my ear and a short distance away I heard grunts whistles and clicking. "Captain, these two creatures are extremely odd," a voice said. "Explain yourself Healer of Animals" a second voice, said. "The creatures are virtually made up of contradictions and paradoxes. Take the winged creature. The wings are totally incompatible with the rest of the creature's physiology. They're attachment almost conflicts with the upper limb structure. They have a completely separate cellular structure and function. This creature was in space but it has a circulatory and respiratory system that is designed for an oxygen atmosphere only. Without the wings this creature would be a planet bound biped. Moreover even now the creature is on it's back and it's wings are in conflict with what should be a natural resting position otherwise," Healer of Animals responded. "So you're saying this is not natural?" the Captain asked. "I don't know. It's just not the usual morphology of a winged biped, or any of two thousand other known hexa-limbed species. The other is almost as bad, but not as physically visible. It has cellular function that is completely foreign to my experience. It will take some more work to decipher," Healer of Animals replied. "Aside from how we found them what else can you tell me? Are they the same species?" Captain inquired. "I don't know. They do not appear to be even genetically compatible and yet they have a lot of common genetic material. Even the basic structure of their genes is the same. Yet no two individual species have ever shared such common morphology. There are many independent species that share common shapes because evolution forces certain economies of shape and function but these two would look like the same species if not for the wings. They are both female in gender. In fact their genital structures are so similar to our own females that we are physically compatible if not genetically," Healer of Animals lectured. "Interesting Healer of Animals. That could prove very profitable indeed if we found out where they came from. You know Engineering reports very similar findings as your own. Some of the things they carry are virtually Stone Age tools. Others are almost beyond our comprehension in technology. Their clothing for example appears to be primitive woven fibers or animal skins but in reality is mono-molecular filaments only found in the most advanced technological societies," Captain commented, "When they're awake, send the winged one to me. You may continue to study the other one." I tried to say something but blackness filled my mind. I awoke to find myself in a dimly lighted room resting on a bench. One wing felt awkward and hurt as I shifted it. My body felt stiff and painful. I shifted so that I could stand up. As I did a wave of dizziness came over me and I steadied myself against a wall. The dizziness passed quickly and I surveyed my surroundings. I was not alone. Lara lay on a bench also. She appeared to be resting peacefully with her cape over her. Our room was pretty sparse. It appeared to have a basin, a drain hole, and no door. When I got close to the opening I felt a static charge and figured some force field existed there. I wasn't in the mood to test it just yet. As I moved around I felt better. I realized I was no longer using resources in my wings for breathing. I could feel them purging themselves from the three days in space. I also felt like my energy reserves were still really low as if I'd really taxed my body's abilities. I went over to Lara. Her breathing appeared to be even. I could not see any physical injury from whatever attacked us. I thought about waking her but figured that rest was best. I saw a little cabinet opening in the wall above the basin. I went over to examine it. I noticed a button and pushed it. A bowl appeared and filled with a clear liquid. I took up the basin and smelled the liquid. It had no smell. I touched it. It felt warm but otherwise seemed like water. I tasted it. It seemed like luke warm water. I drank from the basin draining it. I put the basin back in the alcove and pushed the button. The basin disappeared. I pushed the button again. The basin appeared again with water. I took the basin out and set it on the edge of the large wall basin. I took some of the water cupping it in my hands and washed my face and arms. I felt better but really wanted to wash my hair and bathe my body. "Is there more of that to drink?" Lara asked wearily. "Yeah," I replied. I pushed the button and got a basin for her and took it over. "It's kind of warm but is very refreshing." I helped her with it. She was still very weak. She too drained the bowl. "Do you want more?" I asked gently. She nodded her head no briefly, then winced. She proceeded to rub her head. "God my head hasn't hurt like this since I got that bottle of champagne at Virginia's wedding," Lara croaked. "Take it easy. I think you took the brunt of whatever hit us. Just rest a bit. We need to find out what's going on and then decide what we need to do," I said. "I thought Superman or Supergirl was invincible," Lara said. "Come on you know that's not true. If it had been then there'd never be any challenge or real threat. A few punches and every monster or criminal would be subdued. What made Superman so super was that no matter what the challenge with or without his powers he always stuck to his values. And he never stopped until he succeeded. Sometimes he got hurt pretty bad. Sometimes he had to take a timeout and try a different tactic. He always came through," I said, "You do too." "Thanks. I think," Lara said, "I just wish everything in my body didn't feel like it was pummeled by a locomotive. Even my hair hurts." She was scratching her scalp. Having Lara awake somehow made me feel better. I guess I felt like we could survive this. Lara got up and began to walk around and stretch a bit. "Is there anything to eat?" she asked. "I haven't tried the second button down next to the alcove," I said, "that may produce food." A moment later Lara held a purple fruit looking hand sized shape. "Is it safe?" she asked. I shrugged. "How should I know?" She bit into it. "Oh, mmf! This is...Oh my! This is so wonderful! You've got to try it." She punched the button and brought another of the strange fruits over to me. I wasn't particularly hungry but took a bite anyway. Juices burst across my teeth and tongue. They were tart and yet sweet. The flesh of the fruit was chewy and had a tangy taste. It was heavenly. It also seemed to lighten our mood. Maybe we really weren't prisoners. Yeah, right. The metal collars on our necks were gifts to make us feel better too. A group of five tall humanoid bipeds stood outside our doorway. They easily were eight feet, which explained some of the oversized furnishings. They appeared to be very fierce and warlike. They were lizard-like with fine iridescent scales. Their coloring ranged from all midnight black to all brown to dusty camouflage patterned. Their faces were only slightly snout like with large fangs slightly hidden behind their wide lipless mouths. Armor covered their shoulders and chests. A supple scale-like Egyptian style kilt covered the area between waist and thighs. Their torso was long and thick and a thick tail extended from the base of their spine to the floor and then some. The spiked end twitched back and forth above the floor. Both sets of limbs seemed proportionately stubby and thick. I noticed their hands had four fingers and a thumb. On the end of each digit was a sharp wicked looking hooked talon. Two of the lizard men held a baton in their hands. Personally I didn't think they needed it. I wasn't going to mess with these big uglies. "We would like to talk with you. I am called Healer. Will you cooperate?" the one in front said. "Cooperate how?" Lara asked. She stood with her elbows out and fists planted on hips. I stood behind her. "Answer some questions. Do what we ask," Healer replied. "I suppose that'll be fine," Lara said. "Good. If the winged one will go with the two guards, we can talk with you here," Healer said. I nodded my agreement to Lara. I was suddenly very shy. I didn't like seeing us split apart. It also appeared they knew we had translators or took it for granted we spoke their language. It was odd hearing the stereo voice in your ear and seeing the lizard people make the hisses, whispers, clicks and grunts that were the sounds of their language. I followed the two guards down a short corridor and into an elevator. One of the guards touched a control and said something then the elevator moved. We came to a doorway that had another guard stationed outside. This guard looked us all over carefully. He said something to my guards who responded then the door guard let us in. I couldn't hear the whole exchange. Somehow it was said so the translation didn't come through. This ship was large maybe ocean liner or carrier sized. I didn't know how big it was. But this room seemed really big. It had dim yellow lights. The air was dry and the corners were shadowy. Pillows were strewn about the floor and a single golden colored occupant draped over a long bench. A thick barbed tail curled around the person's leg and almost reached past their arm. "Do come in," it hissed. "I am called Captain. How do you call yourself?" "My name is Dawnstrike," I decided at the last minute to combine the names of the two female comic characters I resembled. "Dawnstrike, a poetic and fierce warrior's name. Are you a warrior of your kind?" Captain asked. He shifted so that he was more crouched like a cat. As he did so I watched muscles ripple across his sides, back and forearms. Not only the play of sinew and muscle but also the iridescent sheen of his skin fascinated me. His large vertical slit eyes pinned me in place. I was uncomfortable with how I felt. I felt like I was prey to be consumed. I felt like I was being undressed. At the same time I was suddenly interested in the feel of hard muscles under my hands and between my thighs. Those feelings and desires weren't how I usually felt. They felt strange but the felt exciting. My feelings and desires were shifting. The appeal of masculine flesh was growing. I licked lips suddenly gone dry, "No, I'm just an explorer, an adventurer," I replied. "But explorers are warriors. They fight the unknown. They push back the untamed wilds. Don't you think?" Captain said. There was a hint of humor or teasing in his voice. He rolled over onto his side. A long slender paw scratched at chocolate brown plates on his chest. "I suppose. I never thought of it that way," I said. I looked away from the giant figure trying to find something else to keep my mind away from those eyes. "You look?tense. Would you like to recline? Or some other furnishing?" Captain asked. "No, no, I'm fine. I've just never done this before," I said. How come I felt so nervous. Why did I feel so warm? "Done what?" Captain said. "Met someone?talked to someone like you," I said. "Are you far from your home?" Captain asked. "Yeah, we're really far away," I replied looking back at the Captain. His legs had opened so that I could see his sex. It peeked out from a slit between his legs. The tip appeared round like a golf ball on a very thick tee. I wondered if this was normal for his species. I shifted on my feet trying to find something else to look at. I was back to his eyes. He blinked slowly. "Is your home world large?" Captain asked. The slits seemed to narrow. "No. Pretty average, I guess." I replied, "Uh when can we leave?" "We? What do you mean we?" Captain asked. "My friend. Lara, uh, Supergirl. We're going to have to be home in a few days when her parents get back," I said. "You are a youngling then?" Captain asked. His eyes closed. He placed his talons behind his head. "Uh yeah, I guess so. We haven't quite reached adulthood for our species," I stammered. Captain's legs were splayed open. His sex had moved further out of its pocket. The diameter was almost the size of my wrist. "You and the wingless one are of the same species?" Captain asked. "Uh, well no, but we have very similar growth patterns. We're both just below the age of maturity for our species," I replied. "You live close to each other? You know each other well?" Captain asked. "Next door. Ever since my family moved out to the country." I replied staring at his crotch as it grew. I couldn't help myself. I was fascinated by some guy's dick. I had one for years. I saw them on horses, cows, and even dogs. I never stared. Maybe I looked at a horse or cows and wondered what it would be like to have one that size. I was feeling weird. "That explains it then," Captain said. "Explains what?" "Your companion is not a genetically compatible species. But you interact with each other as if you were. Somehow the two species were introduced to each other so long ago that your cultures have merged as well as your physical shape. Very interesting," Captain asked. "How big is your nation?" Captain asked. "What?" I replied totally caught off-guard. "Your people, the land government you come from. I was curious; is it large?" Captain asked. Somehow alarms were going off in my mind. But then they had been all along. I was just too stunned to hear them. Now some of the fog in my mind began to lift. "We're not big but we're the most powerful nation in our sector. Many of our allies are almost as strong and powerful too. Some are larger than us, but because of our military and economic strength, they do not challenge us," I said choosing my words carefully. I hope that translated the way I wanted it too. "I guess that spaceport you were spying on was pretty small to you?" Captain asked. "Actually, I don't know. I haven't been around one before and we weren't spying," I replied. I wondered what he would make of that. "What do you mean?" Captain asked. He turned to look directly at me. I looked at my hands, and avoided his eyes and his cock. I thought I really needed new nail polish. "About what?" I asked. "The spaceport," Captain replied. I bet Lara and I could really use a bath. We really needed to wash and condition our hair too. We also probably needed fresh make-up. I told myself to concentrate on what I said. This guy was after something and I carefully said, "We've never been to a trade port before. I somehow expected there to be more ships, more containers, more activity. That one looked kind of run-down." "Why were you spying on it?" Captain asked as he rolled back over on his back. "We weren't spying. We were checking it out," I replied. Sheesh! What's with this guy. Why did I want to touch and caress his cock? I hadn't been that kind of guy before. "Why?" Captain asked. "We were trying to find some information on a metal box we found," I said playing with my nails. "What kind of information?" Captain asked. "Where did it come from, who made it, what it was for, that sort of thing," I replied. I looked back up. His legs were open again. Why were my palms sweaty and my nipples hard? "Who told you to come here?" Captain asked. Captain's tail languidly swished across the bench. "Uh...a trader we met. Said some of the markings looked like those used by a race around here," I said. His eyes were slitted and I felt my pulse racing. "What kind of port is it anyway?" I timidly asked. "A derelict mostly. We patrol it to keep pirates and smugglers under control. It was abandoned by its builders before we conquered this part of space. You can be sure we saved you from an unsavory fate," Captain said as he waved his hand dismissively, apparently satisfied with something. "Tell me are you sexually mature for your species?" "Uhh...yeah, we become physically mature before we become legal adults," I replied. I was staring at the base of his cock. It seemed a sack had formed and was swelling. It looked almost painful. "Does your species have specific mating seasons or can you mate at anytime?" Captain asked. The vertical open pupil was just visible through his slitted eyelids. This was getting weird. Why did he care about our mating habits? On the other hand my nipples felt hard as rocks- almost painful. They were forming sharp points in my top. And my vagina felt sloppy and empty. I realized I was extremely horny. Why? I thought I was scared spitless. "We...we mate anytime. We mate for pleasure as well as procreation. I guess its the pleasure that leads to the procreation," I stammered. The sack at his cock had gotten as large as a grapefruit. His cock was as long as my forearm and as big around as my wrist. It looked long and skinny, kind of small for his size. "Why?" "You are a new species to us. I need to know more about your kind to see if you are a threat to our empire," Captain stated. His talons idly scratched at his chest scales. "We're harmless to you. We do more fighting amongst ourselves than exploring. In fact once you let us go. I know you'll never see anyone like us again," I said emphatically. I also thought, ?but maybe before we left he could try that cock on me. What had happened to me?? "Perhaps. What you say may be true but you were apprehended in a known criminal zone. Association with criminals is punishable by immediate enslavement if not death. And perhaps there are other uses for you, your friend and your races," Captain said silkily. There it was: he really had no intention of letting us go. I kind of thought as much when I saw the collars around our necks. But at least now I'd confirmed it. "You see," he continued, "your race may present me with a unique opportunity to balance a great cosmic inequity and make me very powerful," Captain said as he reached for a bowl. He sipped a liquid from it. "There are only twenty to thirty females hatched for every ten-thousand males born. Only about half survive to sexual maturity. They mate only once a year and produce a thousand offspring. Thousands of males go without ever mating. Moreover the females control the government, the economy, the corporations. The only place they have no control is the military," Captain stated eloquently. His voice took on an impassioned tone. ?This guy was crazy,? I thought. Captain continued, "Out of the hundreds of species we've encountered, we're the only race with the sexes so out of balance." ?Oh great,? I thought, ?out of everyone out here to meet, we find a race of sexually frustrated misogynists.? "If our races are physically compatible then our males can find sexual release elsewhere and our females will be compelled to relinquish power to us," he finished. "Suppose we don't co...cooperate or are not compatible?" I stuttered. I was thinking how good his cock would feel in my pussy. My crotch felt wet. My tits were aching to be squeezed. Why couldn't I control myself? This beast wanted the human race for sex slaves. Somehow Supergirl and I had to stop him! "Well, if it doesn't work you and your friend will spend a lot of time doing heavy work outside. You two apparently don't need suits for space. That puts my men and others at a lot less risk," Captain answered diffidently. ?I could try to make it with him,? I thought, ?and then fix things so it wouldn't work. Would his cock fit? It should. What does a cock feel like inside?? "Of course we'll still go enslave your people because they'll be useful. How many get killed in the process will depend entirely on how much you pleasure me," Captain said as he shifted to look me in the eyes. This really panicked me. He wanted to attack and enslave earth. We had enough megalomaniacs without bringing someone from outer space. Somehow Supergirl and I just had to stop him! "We won't tell you where we're from!" I yelled at him. Captain didn't laugh. He couldn't but, it seemed the hiss was one. He said, "We don't need you to do that. Even now we are following the particle trail of your passage. Even if we have to go to the furthest reach of the galaxy we will find where you came from, youngling." He was following our path like I'd followed the other ships?. It would lead him straight back to our home. There wasn't anyone that could stop him that I knew of. Somehow we had to escape. Maybe the best course was to go along with him. I mean, isn't that what Triple X and the Russian girl did? "So, winged one, how does one start mating in your species?" Captain asked. I undid my top behind my neck and undid the catch on the belt. I let them fall to the ground as I moved closer to him and knelt down by his side. He watched me as I carefully reached out to touch his rigid maleness. "We usually start by touching our lips together in a caress we call a kiss. This is followed by soft and gentle touches we call foreplay. Then we stroke each other in highly sensitive places like this," I explained as I reached out and touched someone else's cock. As I touched his shaft I felt a light thin oil coat my palms and fingers. I ran my hand from the middle to the base and back up. Captain hissed and I heard the air whistle in his nostrils. At the same time I noticed a strange coppery cinnamon-ginger scent become very heavy in the air. My mouth was watering and my tits were aching for attention. My desire had reached insatiable need. I engulfed the little round knob that was the end of his shaft. "What are you doing?" he literally hissed at me and I saw small fangs flare below the roof of his mouth. "Giving you a bj, a blow job or head," I replied. Taking my mouth off the knob. I had thought the taste would be gross but it was just more tangy with that cinnamon-ginger. "This is a common method of pleasuring your partner. Our previous president had an intern that did it for him. Even some males do it for each other. Don't you?" "No. Your males have sexual relations with each other?" Captain asked between hisses as I continued working him. I just had to have more. I also was relieving some of the ache in my tits by rubbing them against his thighs. "Yeah. They copulate both orally and anally. I would think same sex relationships would be common for your species," I replied as I shifted position. I lay between his legs and trapped his cock between my tits. This also trapped his tail between my legs. I continued to suck the knob as I rocked back and forth kneading my tits along his cock. This began to feel really nice especially as more of that spicy oil spread in the valley of my breasts. My crotch began to rub the smooth underside of his tail. "That is perverted and abhorrent," he replied, "besides we physically are not compatible in either of those ways. Ohh, the first leaving has arrived!" Captain began to buck against me. He almost dislocated my jaw as he nearly forced the larger portion of his shaft into my throat. I could feel something squeezing along inside then I felt a thick viscous syrup ooze against the back of my throat. I nearly gagged from the sensation. Some of his come leaked out and dribbled into my cleavage. I didn't mind though as I experienced an orgasm of my own. Although my pussy was spasming, it felt like it was trying to find something to grasp. If this was all I would be sorely upset at not getting that cock in me. The cinnamon-ginger smell only increased. My desire was only fueled by the orgasm I'd experienced. "My spunk makes you hungry?" Captain asked as I continued to lick and suck his knob trying to get all his jism. "Unh-hunh" I grunted affirmatively. I shifted my position so that I was able to rub my clit directly against the bottom of his tail. I could feel myself building again towards a climax. I was only partly listening to Captain. "Yes, that's good. Keep doing that and you will soon have the second leaving," Captain said. He was going to come again! I wanted his stiff member inside me. I climbed up his body. I rubbed myself against the taut fine belly scales. My clit hit the base of his shaft and pleasure shocked my system. I literally scraped my slit along his shaft as I pulled myself up his body. Cinnamon- ginger oil and the remnants of his come tingled pleasurably in my crotch. "My fine winged one finds she cannot ease her desire? This is good. I shall tell Healer he was right. It appears that the scent of joining and the oil of desire act on your species even more intensely than our own," Captain hissed at me. His talons grasped my breasts and pulled. I felt his talons pierce the flesh. It seemed to only make the hunger increase. "What?" I gasped out. I could hardly concentrate on words. Desire ruled my actions and my thoughts. "The natural fluids generated by my species during mating cause a very strong sexual arousal in your species. The proteins of our arousal are very similar in composition to those involved in your arousal. Healer wasn't sure if they could cause arousal but thought it could happen but it seems it has," Captain said. "Ahhh!" he hissed as I slid the end of his shaft into me. I poked the end of his shaft into my opening. However it did not go in far. I angled his shaft up more and rose up on my knees. I sat down hard and gasped as pain lanced through my nether region inside and I rose back up on my knees. I slid back down carefully and this time without the pain. I felt him fill my pussy, at the same time stretching me in a way I'd not experienced before. I began to pump myself on his cock. I realized I must have broken my cherry. I hadn't even thought I had one! I sank all the way down on him. I pushed his sack tight against my ass and ground my hips. I could feel the tip punching the top of my vagina. It hurt but I couldn't stop myself. I felt another orgasm building while I fingered myself and Captain kneaded my tits with his talons. I could see blood on his claws occasionally. My pussy spasmed in orgasm. I screamed my release. Captain shifted his hands to my thighs and dug into them as he arched his back pressing harder into me. I felt his seed ballooning my insides and pushing its way out around our joining. When our movements subsided a little I collapsed on his length. Pushing myself onto his stiff chest plates. Seeking a hug and close comfort. Captain grabbed me around my ribs and I felt his talons tear me once again. "Winged one, for the third leaving I will show you how we mate." With surprising speed and agility Captain flipped over onto his feet. He had me on my hands and knees. I had to maneuver my wings out of the way to keep them from being wrenched. I stretched them out to either side. Before I had settled into a doggy style position Captain's talons ripped into the flesh over my hip bones. I hissed in pain. But then I gasped as he shoved into me only not my vagina. "Not back there!" I shouted. "Why not? You just told me your males do it this way," Captain hissed as he forced and pumped his way up my bowels. I gritted my teeth as he sawed away at my butthole. It felt like a file burned in my ass as he pistoned into me. I tried to relax and as I did so I felt my arousal increasing once again. I looked down between my breasts to see his sack banging my pussy. It was much smaller now. Blood dripped from his knuckles. I used one hand to keep myself up off the stone bench while I fingered my clit once again. As my orgasm subsided, Captain roared out his own release. He collapsed onto my back and then rolled onto my right wing. I moved the wing out from under him and crawled off the bench onto some pillows. I collapsed into unconsciousness. End Part 3