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The Mission II I "Aunt Sissy wants to take Judy and Solly to work with me today. I want to show them off to the staff. We'll have lunch in the refectory and they can watch me deliver my address from the broadcast studio. I promised them a treat and this is what they asked for." "Can we Daddy," they chorused. My mate Gwen, their mother, was standing right next to me but they addressed their request to me. It wasn't as if I were the final arbiter in this family, only the softest touch. Like most families, Mom has the last word. "Thanopses," Gwen said, "Don't you think they'll be a distraction in the office, not to mention the studio. I'm not sure they're old enough for an expedition like this. They're only seven. What if they get bored and cranky and start squabbling with each other?" "Oh Mom!" Judy piped up, "We never get bored when we're with Aunt Sissy. She's more fun than anybody." "Yeah," added Solly, "and I don't ever fight with Judy unless she starts it. I promise I'll be good. I want to wear my bow tie." "I never start it. You do. Please Mom. We won't fight. I want to wear a bow tie too. "Enough. You see what I mean, Thanopses, dear?" "Nonsense, they'll be just perfect. The office and studio are just across the courtyard. I insist. Judy, my sweet, Wouldn't you like to wear a pretty blouse and jumper?" "Well, yes, but I want to wear a bow tie with my blouse." "Can I wear a jumper, too?" "Absolutely not, Solomon. I don't care if you two play dress-up in each others clothes here in our quarters, but you will dress appropriately when you go out. You know what I mean by appropriate, right?" "Yes Mom. Does that mean we can go? I'll wear a shirt and pants." "Well, your Aunt Sissy usually gets what she wants. I won't stand in the way. Daniel?" "Who am I to say no? I think you guys will look cute in bow ties." II "Darlings. The twins were perfect angels. They were so well behaved. They kissed all the secretaries, and ate their lunches without spilling a drop, and sat quietly while I made my address. When the 'all-clear' light came on, they stood up on their chairs and applauded. My address was very well received, I'm told. They looked adorable in their bow ties. I told them they could sleep in my bed and I would join them later. I could just eat them both up. We are so lucky. And here's the best thing. My own sweet little girl is due in two months and I've received permission to bring the four of you along with me for the birth and celebration. As if the Council would refuse me anything. The success of this Mission is making quite a celebrity of me back home. Come to my quarters and we'll tuck in the twins and I'll sing Wiegenlied to them. Perhaps we can go to the canteen after and have a nightcap. Then it's off to bed for me with my little angels and you can be alone in your quarters, just the two of you. Please do be naughty. After a snifter of cognac each in the Embassy canteen, we parted at the door to our quarters and Thanopses walked down the hall to hers. We had a four room suite with two bedrooms, a sitting room with kitchenette/dining alcove, a bath with two of everything, and a study. Soon we would have to co-opt another adjoining room for an additional bedroom. The twins would each get their own room. Right now it was blissfully quiet and empty but for us. I embraced Gwen and kissed her deeply. "Danny. Would you like to play a game or go right to bed?" "I think I'd like a game and then bed." "What game would you like? How about Mistress Gwen and Sissy Danni?" "How about Mistress Danni and Sissy Gwen?" "Ooh. And must I wear my pinafore and my petticoats?" "Yes, of course." "And will you spank my bare bottom if I misbehave?" "Only if you misbehave." "It seems like I always misbehave. But, I must learn to be a proper young lady, no matter how many spankings I get. Will you wear your beautiful white satin blouse and your long black skirt, and black nylons, and black patent leather stilettos?" "A mistress must always be properly dressed." "Of course. I'll go put on my pinafore and petticoats. May I wear ruffled panties?" "Yes you may. But they may have to come off. If you misbehave." "Of course. I'll get dressed and bring your costume and help you dress. I like helping you dress. I'm so ready to play." III That was the last chance we had to play for several weeks. We were just too damn busy. And it was especially irksome because Thanopses could not join us. We didn't want to answer untruthfully if they asked us why they couldn't sleep with us too when Aunt Sissy slept over. And Thanopses was under more pressure than ever. Her primary mission was persuading the planet's many sovereign states to come together and create a planetary government that protected the rights of the weak and balanced individual aspirations with the welfare of the whole. This was essential for Earth to enter the path to Federation membership. The equality of women in all aspects of public life: business, political, and religious was of utmost importance. The majority of species and cultures comprising the Federation were matriarchal. To many she seemed frivolous and superficial, with her sexuality, her singing, her outrageous posturing, costumes and Mae West innuendo, but it was all part of a carefully crafted program of diplomatic sleight of hand and psychological warfare. She was a high profile distraction from the covert operations going on all around us. She, of course, was directing them and monitoring their progress. Our first indication that we were getting results was the Vatican announcement, four years ago, that women would henceforth be ordained as priests, and then earlier this year, Bishop Clara Galiano of Parma was elevated to the college of Cardinals, and then, after the surprise resignation of Benedict XVI, she was elected as Joan II. And during that same time-span, the cult of Fatima appeared. Muslim women threw off their veils and became imams and entered politics with a vengeance. The feminine spirit was on a roll. When the Reverend Max Bobby McPherson declared on TV, 'God is love. Whether your brother marries your brother, or your sister marries your sister, or your brother and sister marry your sister, or whoever the heck ya'll marry, it is all God's love, Amen,' the end of phase one was in sight. The real wielders of power were also targeted: big money, which transcended national borders and belief. Corporate interests were getting bitch-slapped. The Financial Section traded heavily in all the stock exchanges world wide. There were several goals. The first, naturally, was to amass financial resources to fund the Mission's many programs. These programs demanded the outlay of vast sums and gradually siphoned capital down to the lower classes. Sort of a high-tech Robin Hood, although strictly legal. Another goal was to subtly reshape the production of goods and services. Arms manufacturers were purchased and deliberately mismanaged out of business. These capital losses were balanced by investments in new technologies that were introduced by the Mission itself. Large corporations that were essential to national economies were taken over and divested of those divisions which were deemed anti-peace, anti-social, and anti-feminine spirit. Once again, jobs lost were replaced by many more in new industries owned and operated by the Mission. Federation technology in the fields of solar, tidal, wind, and hydrogen fuel cell energy, pushed out and killed off nuclear and carbon based energy companies. A lot of very wealthy stock holders were losing their shirts, and the price of goods and services came down due to reduced profit taking in Mission owned businesses. Old business was forced to adjust their profit margins down and decrease dividends to stay competitive. Wages stayed high because we paid top dollar in our enterprises and old business was forced to compete in the job market as well. Wealth was being redistributed from the very rich downward. The worlds greatest economists watched these trends and scratched their heads. The program was too big and too stealthy for anyone to put the whole thing together. The Terra-forming and colonization of Mars would be the next project, and take some pressure off the Earth's strained Eco-system. At the point when Earth was ready to colonize the solar system, the human race would be well along on the path to Federation membership, and First Contact would be at an end. Other more technically minded diplomats and consultants would replace the First Contact team. IV Thanopses had frequently mentioned that she was ready to retire from the diplomatic service. She said she wanted to retire on Earth, as the big, brassy, ex-Ambassador, and start a new career as a club singer. I'd stay with Thanopses and so would Gwen. We were not career diplomats. I had worked in the entertainment business until I retired, just before the First Contact. I could manage her act and run the tours and Gwen could be the booking agent and publicist. The kids would have to be home schooled on the road with us, but so what, someone would always be free during the day. And what an education. Can you imagine Thanopses playing Vegas. Look out Celine Dionne. I asked her if she would miss her home world, Fomalhaut family, and others of her species. "No darling. There are a lot of favors I can call in: like travel on Federation vessels, and communication privileges on the Contact Ship. I won't be cut off. I'm never home for more than a few days at a time anyway. I'm starting to think of Earth as my home, and this as the real me, and I have you and Gwen and the twins. And, I can't sing on Fomalhaut b. That body doesn't have the right equipment. I may take on some freelance assignments, in between gigs, just to keep my hand in. You see, I said hand, not manipulator. I may even take a human lover, or several. Some of those Las Vegas show girls are almost as tall as I am. Would you mind, terribly, if I did?" "Of course not. The more the merrier." "If I did accept a free-lance assignment, you and Gwen could come along as my staff. And naturally we'd bring the twins. How would you feel about being a two hundred foot cetacean, for example? Their genitalia are quite impressive. It would be so educational for Judy and Solly, and a lot of fun, too. What do you say? I could arrange for conditional retirement for myself and reserve status for the two of you." "You know Gwen has the final say. I'm willing." "I've already discussed it with Gwen. She said she'd love to be a whale, swimming along with her calves. It's a done deal." "Yes Dear." "All right, I'll start the ball rolling. Phyriza is due for a promotion and she can run the show here. We'll announce it next month before we leave for my 'blessed event.' I do so love American idioms, even the old fashioned ones. You do remember where we're going next month.?" "How could I forget? You mention it at least once or twice a week, and the kids won't stop talking about 'meeting our new cousin with tentacles.'" "Oh dear, I can be such a bore. I'm sorry." "Never boring, and always my favorite alien." I could see this one coming. She embraced me and enveloped my head between her breasts, and lifted me off my feet, and twirled me around like I did to the twins. She is remarkably strong. She set me down and covered my mouth with kisses and cupped my behind with both hands and squeezed. She has never had any trouble expressing affection. I teetered on my heels, low, thankfully. Phyriza was overcome when Thanopses told her she had recommended her for promotion to Ambassador and command of the Mission. The two wept in each others arms and swore undying friendship. Phyriza was appointed Charge d'Affaires in the interim until her promotion was formally announced and moved in with us at the Embassy. She began calling herself 'Aunty Riza' with the twins. 'Easier to say' What is it with these gals? She and Thanopses had a long history together and she moved into Thanopses quarters. They seemed to be very good friends and kissed and hugged frequently en famille. Her presence kept Thanopses on an even keel as we approached the day of our departure. Her passion for music was no less than Thanopses' and she expressed it as an instrumentalist. She had an upright piano moved into the Ambassador's quarter's and accompanied Thanopses in impromptu musicales. She also had a saxophone and a cello and admitted she could play just about every other instrument too. She had taught herself while they were waiting on the Contact Ship to reveal themselves. She told us she was a beta female and had been a male before the birth of her first child. Whereas Thanopses seemed to favor femininity in her lovers, Phyriza told us she had a human male lover, a former Scots Guardsman. He had worked as a groundskeeper at the London Consulate. She said he was six foot five and could just about look her straight in the eye, and was very strong and gentle, and quiet; she was trying to bring him out of his shell. Poor bloke probably couldn't get a word in edgewise. She said she was having him transferred to the Embassy, and we would meet him soon. She assured us that his duties in the Guard were strictly ceremonial; he had never served in a combat unit, and had admitted privately that, once in the army, he had realized he had severe reservations about committing violence. She said she intended to groom him for a position on her staff and keep him by her side, and horizontal. God bless these Fomalhaut amazons; they took their sexuality seriously. V As the day of our departure approached, Phyriza assumed the duties of Ambassador and brought in some new people of her own. We met Fraser Clark. He was every bit as imposing as Phyriza. He was enormous and had sandy red hair and mustache, and blushed frequently at Thanopses' sexual innuendo. He was perceptive and when he spoke, he displayed intelligence. He didn't get much of a chance. When they were together, Phyriza babbled on and on, and looked to him for agreement, and he simply beamed at her and said 'Aye Lassie.', and winked at us. They looked great together. And, he wore a kilt on formal occasions, showing a pair of young tree trunks covered with curly, red hair. I couldn't quite believe that I was leaving this place. I had bought it, turned it into an Embassy, worked and lived here with my wife and our best friend, and raised my children here. The memories of the last eight years flooded over me. Change is good, I guess. Gwen was more centered, "We have each other. We have our children. We have Thanopses, and we have a glorious adventure ahead of us. Suck it up. This place is starting to feel cramped." "If you think this is cramped, what about living in hotel rooms when we're on tour?" "Nonsense. You think Thanopses needs to work to earn a living? When she's performing, we'll take as many suites as we need to feel comfy, or lease a condo, or a villa. For the times we're off, she and I have already discussed buying property and building on it if we can't find something we like all ready to move into. We just have to decide where. Daniel, she's very wealthy. They all are. The Fomalhaut Diplomats are the highest paid public servants in the Federation. Let me handle the business; you schedule the appearances and run the tour." "Yes Dear." The day arrived. We had packed all of our Earthly possessions and sent them on to a villa on Ibiza that Gwen had leased with an open-ended deal. She bought a one-off, Maserati Quatro Porte Estate and instructed the coachbulder to add two jump seats in the rear. It would be waiting for us in the garage at Ibiza. She did all the driving and liked fast cars. She also liked spending Thanopses' money. I had urged a little frugality. "Oh, don't stop. Keep spending. I shall just have to do a stadium show. The Rose Bowl. No, those shows are not intimate enough. I'll sell my property on Deneb IV. That should cover it nicely." "What's intimate mean?," asked Solly. "It means when grown ups are kissing," said Judy smugly, "Right Aunt Sissy?" "Right my sweet. When I sing, I like to feel like I'm close enough to kiss all the people in the audience. Now get your back packs. The shuttle is waiting for us." Phyriza and Fraser Clark stood with the staff in the courtyard. They all waved as we boarded the shuttle. There was no sensation as we lifted off. The AI pilot said, "It is an honor to have you aboard Ambassador. Greetings Counselor Harris and Chief Attache Ross. My, haven't you grown Judith and Solomon. Do you remember that flight from here to Athens, eight years ago, Counselor, and the one back with Attache Ross accompanying you." "That was you? You sure make a good Manhattan." "Please, allow me to serve you all. We shall rendezvous with the Contact Ship in an hour. They are in synchronous orbit directly above us." The Contact Ship no longer orbited behind Mars. There was no need for stealth. From there we would board one of the auxiliary cruisers that were docked inside. The journey would take four days: two days to the transition point under reaction power, almost instantaneous transition to a point near the system, and two days under reaction power to Fomalhaut b. "Now, you remember my little darlings, when you get to my home, you must wear suits to protect you and provide air to breathe, and keep you cool. And your suits have computers that will translate everything you hear into English, and everything you say into my language. And I will be back in my natural body, although I've come to feel that this is really me. You won't be afraid will you? I'll still be Aunt Sissy." "No Aunt Sissy," huffed Solly, "I've watched tapes. I know what they look like. I think they look neat, like big, shiny bugs." "Why can't we switch into Fomalhauts instead of wearing suits?" said Judy, "Like you. That would be more fun, and we wouldn't have to wear any stupid suits. Fomalhauts don't wear any clothes. I'd rather be a Fomalhaut and jump around in my bare skin" "Well, it's not exactly bare skin. We have exoskeletons, or shells if you like, made of metal alloy." "I want an exoskeleton. I can even say it." "I can say it too, exoskeleton. I want an exoskeleton." "What do you think?, Gwen darling. It makes more sense than wearing suits. I can run you all through the Med Section for language chips and acclimatization programs. And have two adult, and two child bodies prepared: one alpha female for you, one beta female for Daniel, A juvenile male for Solomon, and a juvenile gamma female for Judith. One of each of us. You'd be a real Fomalhaut family, pre-breeding, of course. It would be a priceless insight and I wouldn't feel like I left you out in the cold. In the heat, actually. Surface temperature is almost as hot as boiling water. Oh please say yes." "Please Mom. Pleeeease!" "Isn't anybody going to ask my opinion?" "Oh Daniel, really. I was just getting ready to ask you how you felt about it. What do you think?" "I want to jump around in my bare skin, too. Beta female, you say, Thanopses, like Phyriza?" "Pre estrus. Phyriza is post estrus. She has mated as both a male and a female. Haven't you noticed the difference in our temperaments?" "Well, you both weep and carry on. Oh, you mean Fraser Clark." "Yes, I do mean Fraser Clark. All of us Fomalhautese are emotional." "What's estrus?' asked Judith. "You know about your Mommy's period, right? That's estrus. Pre estrus means before periods" "Is my Fomalhaut pre estrus?" "What about mine?" "All of them are pre estrus." "Good," the twins and I said with one voice. Gwen just rolled her eyes and said, "Can't we talk about something else? All this talk about estrus is giving me cramps. I assume we all agree. We shall all have shiny exoskeletons and dance naked in the balmy afternoon sun." "Hooray." VI The Contact Ship was largely operated by AI's. A junior Fomalhaut Member from one of the Consulates served as greeter and rotated with others every month or so. We were welcomed by a striking red head who did have a somewhat youthful appearance, but was no less imposing than Thanopses or Phyriza. Her breasts were perhaps a tiny bit perkier. She embraced Thanopses and shook Gwen's and my hand vigorously. She then picked up one twin in each arm, kissed each on the cheek, and said, "Hi punkins, my name is Salonari. I'm so happy to meet you. Your Aunt Sissy is also my aunt. Would you like something to eat?" She turned to us and said, "The second born alpha of Thanopses' alpha mother quickened my seed in my beta mother. I simply adore her. I came up from the Jo'burg Consulate to be your docent. It's such an honor. First a snack, then we'll set up your Med Section appointments, find some quarters for you to relax in, and then get together and sing some Judds. Okay, Aunty Thanopses? How about you kids, do you want to hear us sing some duets?" "Yaaay. Let's go. I'm hungry. I want to eat Fomalhaut food. I like being carried.', the kids chattered. We set off toward the commissary. Salonari in the lead with her two passengers on her hips, Thanopses and the two of us following. "She is one of my favorites, as well as my niece. The red hair was her idea. She saw a red-headed human female and fell in love with it. She is cataloging all of Earth's visual art forms for the the Cultural Archive. She is a serious scholar, highly respected for one so very young. And killer pipes. Wait until you hear her cover Wynonna." "Thanopses. What is it about you all and music? You sing, or you are instrumentalists like Phyriza, or compose impossible symphonic works like that gal who works at the Chilean Consulate. What is it?" "Haven't you guessed? You'll find out soon enough. I won't keep you in suspense, darling. We don't hear like you do. Our atmosphere is very thin, and our audio receptors are rudimentary. When we assume human bodies we are enveloped in an aural universe we have never felt before. It is the seduction of being a human. And the epitome of all that sound is music. Yes, the sound of music. You'll find out, when the only thing you hear is digital clicks and scratches. Yes, our empathetic powers are much greater than yours, and we have other senses, but we all have tin ears. After the first time I heard music, in my brand new Thanopses body, I knew I had to do it myself. And then I found my voice. That's why I'm retiring on the Earth. I haven't sung my last song. It wasn't much of a mystery once you knew the answer but it filled me with pride to know that for at least this remarkable old species, human contact had brought a gift of inestimable value. After we'd had something to eat, we scheduled our Med Section appointments, and listened to aunt and niece crooning and belting out their Judd repertoire. One only had to see the joy on their faces to understand why the Earth First Contact Mission had been such a plum assignment. I realized why the Fomalhaut diplomats we knew and had grown to love were such extraordinary beings; they were the cream of an already elite crop. The twins were exhausted with excitement. Thanopses and Salonari escorted us to the Med Bay, arm in arm, chattering about this and that, and I had another realization. They loved hearing themselves and one another talk. The medium was a massage. I saw,in my mind, Phyriza happily babbling away with her arm around Fraser's waist. It was foreplay and auto eroticism. We all lay down on couches in the Med Bay and Salonari programmed our treatments. We slept. After a short nap, we awoke feeling refreshed. Salonari greeted us and assured us that all had gone well. We would be able to communicate in Fomalhautese and feel no discomfort or disassociative effects in our Fomalhaut bodies. She invited us to watch a video shot on her home world. As we watched, we realized that the creatures looked very familiar to us, not as individuals, but more as part of a totally commonplace scene. We understood the emotional sub-text of the gestures they made with their appendages and their stances. We could easily identify their various genders and ages and stages of fertility. "Hey look at that gamma female, Dad," said Solly, "She's almost ready to conjoin. Isn't she pretty. If I was pregnant, I'd want to be her husband." "You can't be pregnant, you're pre estrus." chided Judy. "I know. I said if. Salonari, I would love to see you in your Fomalhaut. Are you an alpha like Thanopses?" "Solomon. How did you know Thanopses is an alpha?", asked Gwen. "I don't know. I just knew." "No Solly, I am a gamma like the pretty female in the video. But not nearly as pretty as she. I am also pre estrus." "When I grow up, I want to be your husband and conjoin with you when I'm pregnant. You're very pretty as a girl. I'll bet your Fomalhaut is pretty too. I like you." "And I like you," she actually blushed, "we're both much too young to talk about conjoining. But, never say never." She bent over and kissed Solly on his cheek. "I bet your sister is a very pretty gamma too." "I guess." The conversation didn't seem that peculiar to any of us at the time, and we went to quarters to bathe and change into ship suits. We would be boarding the cruiser and leaving shortly. Thanopses walked into our cabin. "Solly, you made quite an impression on Salonari. She told me that you were flirting with her and she liked it. Isn't she wonderful? Actually, you all made an impression on her. She has requested a transfer to the Madrid Consulate so she can be close to Ibiza and be able to visit us when we're there. I suggested she take a room at the villa and install a networked computer and work on her project from there. She hardly has any other consular duties. It's such a lovely place, and there's plenty of room. I think we ought to buy it outright. Do you kids need help with your ship suits? Judy darling, I think you've got it on backwards. The closure should be on the right. Let me help you." "Thanopses. Just how much of an impression has Solomon made on Salonari?" Gwen asked, "He's a little boy. She's a grown woman." "One second, dear. Now, fasten the tapes up under your right arms and you're ready. Good. You look like real spacers. Daniel, would you take the twins along to the docking bay. Ah, here's Salonari. She'll show you the way. We'll be along in a second. Gwen. Intellectually, Salonari is quite precocious, but she is years and years away from physical maturity and reproducing, at least as a Fomalhaut. As far as her human body goes, I don't believe she's emotionally ready to take full advantage of it yet, if you know what I mean. She may well be by the time Solly is a teenager. Solomon will be in his early thirties when she has matured enough to conjoin with a male. Don't forget, she's a gamma. They are late bloomers. He might not be able to wait for her. In the meantime, she thinks he's a very nice boy, with a very nice sister and nice parents, and she would love to be a part- time member of our family. What's the harm? If it will make you feel any better we can go to the Maintenance Center and check on her Fomalhaut body's current sexual maturity. At a certain point, she'll have to leave the Mission and come back to fully mature in her natural body. By then, she won't be a researcher any more. She'll start to prepare for a career as a diplomat, or perhaps an academic." "I've been wondering. Could you reproduce as Thanopses?" "And I was wondering when you'd get around to asking me that. The short answer is no. That capability was never designed into the prototype. I can make love, as you know perfectly well, and feel the emotions of love, as you also know. But I am not fertile. And neither will my natural body be after the birth of my daughter. I am relatively old and have already reproduced several times. This is my last. Another reason to retire on Earth. I am satisfied to have my consciousness and memories remain in this body. I told you. I haven't sung my last song. I believe I'll send my Fomalhaut atoms back into the crucible." "What about Phyriza and Fraser Clark? What if he wanted to stay with her and also wanted offspring.?" "I'm sure the lab could come up with some technique. In vitro, and a human host mother. Or maybe even equip Phyriza with a uterus. They could clone an egg cell from the DNA in any of her cells. We were constructed with human DNA with some additional genes which determine our size and appearance. We are the foremost bio-engineers in the Federation. Our Fomalhaut bodies were engineered to survive on Fomalhaut b many thousands of years ago. It is not our original home world. You can scan some of the histories when we are there. Have you enjoyed my little lecture? I do so love to hear myself talk. Give me a kiss. I'm starting to feel the excitement." We were waiting in the docking bay when Thanopses and Gwen showed up. Thanopses went to Salonari and whispered in her ear. There was an animated conversation between the two conducted at a level which we could not hear, only the gesturing of hands and frequent caresses and nods. Thanopses broke off the conversation and approached us. "I have asked Salonari to accompany us to Fomalhaut. I have several reasons: first, she is my niece, and my daughter will be her newest cousin, second, it would be beneficial to her to reconnect temporarily with her Fomalhaut self, (she gave Gwen a quick, ambiguous look) and third, she can keep an eye on Solly and Judy if we have social obligations that would only bore them. She has agreed." Salonari nodded her head vigorously and winked at the twins. "I shall communicate with the Johannesburg Consulate and the Ship's AI to explain her absence and arrange for a replacement docent to come aboard the Contact Ship. This will only take a few minutes." She spoke briefly into a communicator panel in the bulkhead and nodded her head. She turned to us, "Salonari, my sweet. Please take Judy and Solly on board and select a cabin that will accommodate the three of you. You would like to be cabin- mates, wouldn't you.?" "Oh yes Aunty Thanopses, I really like Judy and Solly, and I think they like me." The twins both nodded vigorously. "I like having friends that are closer in age to me, well not age in years but, you know, not adults. Let's go punkins." With that, the three of them walked hand in hand into the cruiser. The twins' hands clasped Salonari's at the level of their shoulders. "It just came to me. She is a perfect addition to our family. She's right, you know. She is still a pre-adolescent in many respects. You know, we are born with the ability to speak. Our intellectual capabilities precede our emotional maturing. And the twins will have a responsible companion that they can have fun with. She can accompany us and tutor Judy and Solly as well as continue along with her research. Aren't you going to congratulate me for my brilliant idea?" "I like her," I said, "and the the twins like her. Very good, Thanopses, a tutor, babysitter, and big sister. All we need is a dog and a station wagon." "We've already got the Maserati waiting for us in Ibiza. It has enough seats for the six of us. But not for a dog. I think that'll have to wait. Okay Thanopses, it's your show. I like her, too. But do lets keep an eye on this puppy love thing. Do you think the three of us could also be cabin-mates?" "All part of my grand scheme. Let's board and be on our way." VII The trip was uneventful: space travel invariably is. The three of us shared a bed as well as a cabin. The sleeping modules were customizable. Salonari never let the twins out of her sight and they didn't resent her supervision. The home world is actually a large moon of Fomalhaut b. It has it's own artificial satellite which served as a docking station for off-world visitors. We exited the cruiser and were greeted by the voice of a disembodied AI. "Welcome to Fomalhaut b. We are honored by your visit. Please follow the green lights in the floor. They will lead you to the Maintenance Center. There you will transfer into your Fomalhaut bodies. Do not worry about your human bodies. They will be maintained here in the facility and be waiting for you when you leave. Please enjoy your stay." We followed the lights and arrived at a chamber with couches arranged in arcs around the curved walls. Salonari led the twins to their couches, then reclined on one as well. The rest of us also selected couches. "See you on the other side, my darlings." said Thanopses. I blinked. I was in a different room. The couches were gone and I was 'standing?' on the floor. I quickly scanned the room with two of my visual receptors. I saw five other 'people' in the chamber with me. I immediately recognized Gwen, the twins, Thanopses, and Salonari. I scanned myself with another visual receptor and also with an olfactory receptor. It was me. I had a long cylindrical body covered with overlapping metallic plates that slid in and out as I changed position. It was obvious that I was a beta female, pre estrus. The familiar aromas of me and my family, each slightly different and easily recognizable registered in a different part of my consciousness, seemingly at the other end of my body from where my vision registered. Of course. There were larger cylinders at the two ends of my body. My 'heads.' I was 'standing' on four of my manipulators. Gwen posed her body and her appendages in a display that said, 'Hi Daniel. I am fine. You look splendid." This was accompanied by a subtle shift in her aroma that said, "I love you. I am very happy. I want to touch your ovulator. Solomon and Judith made quick fluid displays of their bodies and appendages which said, "Wow. This is fun. Salonari, look at me. You are pretty." A shift in Thanopses' aroma signaled love and satisfaction and controlled urgency to proceed. A series of clicks and scratches emanated from one of her manipulators, "If you are all ready, let's find the shuttle and go down world." I began to combine all the different signals, visual, olfactory, auditory, and others which have no earthly names into a very rich, layered, form of communication. Gwen moved up to me on her ambulatory manipulators and stroked one of my ovulators with one of hers. It was a sweet, wifely kiss. "Aren't you glad we're here? This is so much fun. Children, are you okay? Are you enjoying yourselves?" "Oh yes, Mom. This is better than I thought it would be. I want to dance around in the sunlight. I love my exoskeleton; it's so shiny and pretty," said Judy. "Hey punkins. I'm not so much bigger than you now. I can't carry you around any more." "That's okay, Salonari. I like being the same size. I knew you would be pretty," said Solly, and unselfconsciously altered his aroma to include a message of innocent puppy-love. "All right," said Thanopses, "we really must be on our way. AI, which way to the shuttle bay. We've got places to go, people to see, and a birth to attend. Chop chop." We trooped along, following the green lights, into the shuttle bay. I basked in the richness of sensory input, and at the same time, noticed the meager auditory stimulation that Thanopses had described. We entered a shuttle and within minutes it landed and the hatch opened. We walked out onto the surface of the moon. The disk of Fomalhaut was very small, dwarfed by Fomalhaut b, which cast a reddish light. I was comfortably warm and the air tingled with the scent of ozone, several metallic flavors I could not recognize, and the aromas of many other beings. There was a crowd standing around us, signaling greetings, affection, a polite inquiry as to our comfort. I was introduced to many beings and was shocked that I had no difficulty remembering their names, aromas, and individual stances and poses. Salonari proudly introduced the twins to a group of her peers. "We really ought to nourish ourselves before we go to our quarters. I know a lovely place on level six. Their silicates are beautifully prepared and the servers pantomime poetry with their sexual appendages as they serve. I don't know if we'll get another chance to enjoy it. We are on a schedule. In all the excitement, I forgot to mention that I've been invited to Tokyo to sing at the Emperor's birthday celebration. It's quite an honor and a wonderful chance to debut my singing career. I shall wear a traditional Japanese costume and those adorable platform sandals, to be respectful, you understand." "Thanopses. I thought we were going to handle the bookings." "Oh, you will, Gwen dear. This came up at the last minute, and it's not actually a professional engagement. No fee. I'm doing it as a favor to Estilla, the Tokyo Consul. I owe her a favor. She is Salonari's gamma mother's sister. On to the nutrition station. I really have a taste for silicates. The next few lunar orbits sped by in a blur. There were so many social obligations that required our presence. Thanopses' retirement and abandonment of her Fomalhaut being were events of significance that demanded ceremonies, testimonial dinners, and even a parade. She was feted for her past service and honored for her willingness to send her Fomalhaut atoms back to the crucible. No sadness, no recrimination, just best wishes and good luck in your new life. It wasn't as if her spirit was being extinguished, just translated. We spent a quiet evening with her beta female wife, her husband, and her gamma wife. Her husband, Klathorn, had a donut shaped womb encircling his body at mid point, and joked about his figure. Her gamma female wife, Aeonarra, was very matronly and clasped both of the twins to her body and stroked and petted them, and would not let them go. They seemed to enjoy the attention. The beta wife, Chrylantra, was obviously the authority in the family and discussed financial matters with Thanopses: disposition of assets and a suitable dowry for Klathorn. "Klathorn, dearest," said Chrylantra, "we will all miss you, of course, but after this pregnancy, I'm sure you'll welcome being a female. I did. You have excellent prospects for a new marriage. I know you'll be beautiful. You are a very striking male. We knew we wanted you, the first time we saw you. Have you selected a feminine name? "Yes. It will be Klathornel. You know, we're all here. And Salonari too, what a lovely surprise. Let's do it. I'm as ready as I'll ever be. And with that, we all encircled Klathorn, and made contact with each other with our appendages. The womb split apart along its outside circumference and shrank away. A perfectly formed smaller version of a Fomalhaut being unwound from around Klathorn's body, and stood on six of her manipulator's in the middle of the group. "Hello father. Shall I call you Klathornel now? Hello mothers: Thanopses, Chrylantra, and Aeonarra. I'm so happy to see you all. It's nice to be born. And you are my cousins; Salonari, you I have already sensed. You Solomon, and Judith, and, Daniel, and Gwen, Klathornel told me all about you when I was in his womb. Greetings to you all. I have selected Judisola as my name" The three juveniles and Salonari clustered together and stroked each other and released aromas of amusement and companionship. The rest of us passed amongst each other and stroked and clicked congratulations. No labor, no contractions, no screaming, it was just a big party. Gwen led Thanopses off to one side. "Thanopses. I hadn't expected it to be like this. No fuss, just do it and celebrate. "Yes, it is convenient. But Klathorn was pregnant for a very long time, and in constant communication with Judisola. What a clever name." "What happens next? With your family? "Klathornel is now a pre estrus beta and is marriageable when she finds the right mates. Aeonarra will probably have some affairs with other unattached females and work in her profession. She is a physician. She has been married several times and might not feel the desire to mate again. Chrylantra will stay with Judisola while she finishes her education and then she may resume duty in the Diplomatic Service until she decides to mate again, if ever. She is not quite as old as I and holds the permanent rank of Minister. We met on a mission to the Deneb system when we were both unattached and decided to mate. She found Aeonarra, and the three of us found Klathorn." "There's one other thing. Is it possible for Daniel and I to have sex in these bodies? It's been a while, and I thought it would be, well, interesting if you know what I mean. We are both females." "With four sex organs each. It takes all four of our sexes to conceive, but yes, you can use your sex organs and other manipulators to achieve some truly phenomenal results. Just use your imagination and have fun. But, do it tonight. We are leaving tomorrow afternoon. I'll see that you get a private chamber. I'll let Salonari and the twins sleep with me. Go find Daniel and start stroking. I'll start saying our goodbyes and make sleeping arrangements." Gwen arranged for us to have a little privacy the night before we left. After we said our goodbyes to Thanopses' family, and fussed over Judisola, we went to a private chamber and flooded the room with the scent of lust and desire. Our ovulators were incredibly sensitive and flexible, and we combined them in many different ways along with our manipulators. I could only imagine what a full coupling with four more ovulators and four sperm tubes would be like. It was incredible sex and I knew we'd never be able to duplicate it in our human bodies. But, we'd be able to listen to Mozart. Take a little, give a little. After one last set of goodbyes, we prepared to enter the shuttle. "Judisola, my precious," said Thanopses, "I was so elated at your birth. You are my last born and are very special to me. Allow Chrylantra to guide your studies. She is an accomplished diplomat and scholar in the field of Interstellar Relations. If you hope to follow in our footsteps, she will guide you wisely. When you have grown sufficiently, come visit us on Earth. I know you will look splendid in human form." "I will do as you say, Mother Thanopses. I love you and the rest of your human family very much. And I do want to hear you sing. It must be glorious. Goodbye." Up to the maintenance center and into the changing chamber, and blink, we were on the couches, two Fomalhaut amazons, a human male, a human female, and two human children of not yet fully expressed gender markers. Thanopses stood. "AI. This is Thanopses. Please return Salonari's body to Maintenance and send my atoms out into the universe. The other four are constructs and may be recycled. Thank you. Please lead us to our cruiser. Do re mi fa sol la ti do! Ah, it's great to be back. Lead on.