Pax MultiChapter 2
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The skies of Procyon II were beautiful and blue.
He sat back, resting his palms behind him, looking out at the sky – the sun overhead is so searingly bright that it makes the clouds look as if they are each glowing waves of white flame. At the back of his mind, he knows that Procyon itself, the star, is slowly transforming into a super giant. Over the next few million years, it would sweep outwards, eventually rendering the surface of Procyon II uninhabitable.
The Procyon that stands before him is a single blot of shadow. He looks just like the medical diagram etched in gold on the front of their last – possibly even their first – spacecraft ever launched. Low, stooped, quadrupedal, long nosed, soulful eyes. They don’t have mouths like humans, but still, they speak.
Their voice is the translated, much repaired howling radio traffic that had come from Wolf-359.
Crashing sounds. Chittering sounds. Screaming sounds. A desperate voice, speaking a language that needs no translation.
Help us.
Help us.
They’re killing us.
They’re everywhere.
Help us.
Help us.
Crash. Shattering glass – so shockingly human sounding, so familiar. Then the clattering of claws. And behind the standing Procyon, the sky darkens. The clouds ripple and streaking past them come dark shapes. They’re black and charred and trail fluttering tendrils that flare out organic flutes that catch the atmosphere and drag their velocity down to something survivable. They strike the ground as the Proycon points at him – and the screaming gets louder as the biopods crack open and the hellgaunts come swarming out, their blades already dripping with blood.
Lou sat up, gasping, his entire body locked tight, glistening with sweat. His heart hammered and he saw Bea standing before him at the bed, her hands on the blankets, which she had clearly been about to pull off. He scrambled backwards, reflexively – his back bumping against the headboard, the entire bed shaking slightly as he tried to get his breathing under control. His hands were clenched tight. Bea cocked her head, her voice sounding uncertain. “Are you injured?”
Lou’s skin was crawling – and again, he felt like he was trying to hold two contradictory ideas in his head. The first was of Beatrice – a sweet, gentle, confounding being that he ... that he felt ... he was ... he was married to and he wasn’t sure how he felt. There were times when he had held her lighter than light body, when he had felt her warmth against him, that he had felt like he could have held her until the sun went dim in the sky. It was a feeling so deep and all consuming that it was almost frightening. And then there was the other thought. The memory of everything he had learned, all the footage he had seen, the radio messages he had heard. The stark knowledge that no matter how little Beatrice had meant to cause harm, she had. She had caused harm and horror ... and ... and he wanted to forgive her. But ... part of him, he knew, wasn’t willing to do it. Why else would he dream about the Proycians and the Lupens?
“Lou, your heart rate is faster than normal, I...” she crawled up onto the bed, reaching out and touching his leg – and Lou almost flinched away from her. “What happened?”
Lou tried to think of what to say. “I ... I had a nightmare,” he said.
“What is nightmare?” she asked, sounding nervous.
“When ... humans sleep, we ... we have ... dreams. They’re collections of images and memories and sensations and feelings that we have during sleep.” He gulped. “You don’t know what sleep is like.”
“It ... is similar to when I unfocus, and let my mind spread among my entire awareness?” she asked, cocking her head and drawing close, trying to cuddle up against him. Lou tensed despite himself and instinctively, Bea drew backwards. Her antennas drooped. “Lou ... are you ... do you not ... want? Me to...” She blushed. “I was going to ... that is, I...”
Lou forced his hand out, cupping her cheek. Touching her smooth, sleek skin – rubbery, and warm and inhuman and so very beautiful – made him feel more centered. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers, and he said, quietly. “It’s very different. Nightmares, um, they’re when dreams are unpleasant.”
“Oh.”
“It’s-”
“It was a nightmare about me me.”
He opened his eyes.
Beatrice looked ... impossibly sad. Her eyes were cast down, her antennas drooping. “Your reactions make it exceedingly clear – you had a nightmare about me. I am leaving.” She drew backwards, turned, and literally flew out the window, her wings buzzing. Lou scrambled, then ran to the windowsill, looking out – and she was gone, vanishing into the hazy twilight and the small forest beyond.
Lou closed his eyes, then slammed his head down upon the windowsill. Hard.
Lou wasn’t sure if breakfast was extra stilted or if this was just how his life had been before he had met looser, more free people like GF and Amy and he hadn’t noticed it until now. He sat across from his father, while mother sat to his right, and the servitor whirred around them, setting out the fine meal. Jam wobbled in porcelain plates, while lightly toasted bread sent up thin wafting streamers of hot steam into the morning sunlight. Father nodded curtly to Lou.
“Where is our new daughter in law?”
“She went back to her hive for nutrients,” Lou lied with shocking ease, picking up some bread. He began to spread jam along it. He looked down at it, trying to think of how to apologize to Beatrice. Should you? A tiny part of his brain thought. She killed millions of people. Just because humans have done worse, for worse reasons, doesn’t make what she did okay. Lou scowled, then set down his bread. He suddenly didn’t have much of an appetite.
“Do you know when she’ll be back?” Father asked. “There is a Federated ship in the system – it’s approaching Charon and according to the com-wave they sent us, it’s carrying Colonel Admiral Akin Bosch. It seems the Federals want to extend their congratulations.”
“Bosch...” Lou frowned. “That name is familiar.”
“He served with your father at Wolf-359,” Mother said, nodding.
“He’s ... decent enough for a Federal,” Father said, frowning. “Half the fleet were Thor and Sleipnir class ships, those were Federal ships. They took the zenith fast pass, while the AnCom and Neopolitan ships took the nadir. The way the math worked out, the Federals took the worse of it.” He shook his head. “But Bosch kept his head during the entire engagement, kept his men from panicking.”
“The engagement was fifteen seconds long,” Lou said, his voice dry.
“Fifteen seconds is a long time for a fast pass,” Father said, putting down his knife. The clink of it was really quite shockingly loud in the room.
Lou pursed his lips. “I don’t see what he’s doing in Alpha Centauri thought. The F.S aren’t exactly pleased with the peace treaty.”
“They have to claim that they’re unhappy, for the sake of their population,” Father said, waving his hand dismissively. “But past all the bluster, they’re not so different from the Neopolitans – they respect history, tradition, humanity.” He nodded, slightly. “Yes, it’ll be good to see Akin again.”
Lou stood up, pushing his plate away. “I will go and see if I can’t convince my wife to visit. I’m sure she’ll be happy to meet the Admiral. And if she cannot make it, I can at least bring her apologies.” He inclined his head. “Mother. Father.”
Mother held out her hand and Lou took it, kissing her knuckles. As he leaned in, she murmured in his ear. “It would be best if she had other engagements, darling.” She kissed his cheek and Lou nodded, then turned and left, his hands tight behind his back as he walked out of the breakfast. Emerging into the brilliant sunlight that shone down from the dome, he was almost bowled over by Amy, who sprinted over, grabbed his arm, and dragged him away from the door. His eyes widened as the sleek QHC swung him around, pinned him against a tree, then looked to the left, her eyes narrowed, whiring.
“ ... Amy, what are you doing?” Lou asked.
“We need to keep you out of GF’s line of sight,” Amy murmured, softly.
Lou sighed, slowly. “Amy, I’m not in the mood-”
“He gave Beatrice some advice and he’s going to just blunder into asking you about it in the most tactless way you could imagine,” Amy said, frowning. “I’m your wingwoman, Lou. It’s my job to keep you safe from that kind of mortification.”
Lou sighed, again, mortified beyond belief. His eyes closed and he said, quietly. “Amy, I can handle GF being crass. And ... have you seen Beatrice?”
“I mean, she’s a hive mind, yeah?” Amy said. “She’s got, like, two dozen bioforms around here.” She paused, then looked at him. “Dude, did ... oh god, what advice did GF give her?”
“I-” Lou blushed, looking away. His hands wrung together. “Nothing happened.”
“ ... something happened,” Amy said, frowning harder. “I can tell, you’re terrible at lying. Did she, like, bite you or-”
“I had ... a nightmare,” Lou said, his mortification increasing. It was now the ‘mud running down the back of his neck awful’ feeling. Pits of snakes in his belly awful. “About the Procyians and the Lupens and ... her.” He shook his head. “S-She picked up on my nerves and immediately left.”
“Oh.” Amy stepped back.
“Yoooo, Lou!” GF shouted – the two of them spun around and saw GF was jogging towards them. “Fucking AnCom porn, huh?” he asked, cheerfully. “Did she blow your mind or what?”
Amy slapped her palm over her face while Lou actually chuckled. It was a kind of wry, amused chuckle. Like, there was no way GF could make him feel any worse or more guilty than he felt right now. And compared to the fact that Admiral...
“Oh shit.” Lou’s eyes widened.
“What?” GF asked. “ ... she didn’t bite it off, right?”
“No, Admiral Akin Bosch is coming to visit,” Lou said. “And you two are AnComs.”
“Bosch, Bosch, Bosch...” GF muttered, while Amy scowled.
“That asshole,” she snarled, her fingers clenching into fists. Her eyes whirred and clicked.
“ ... Federal?” GF said.
“Yeap.”
“I’ll fab a gun,” GF said, cheerfully.
“You can’t shoot him!” Lou exclaimed, holding up his hands. “He’s the Colonel Admiral of the entire Federated States Expeditionary Fleet – half the ships that fought in the Bug War were FSN ships! They lost more soldiers in the war than the entire AnCom despite having a population of, what, a tenth as big?” He shook his head. “He’s an ally and a member of the UHP.”
GF snorted. “Thus also to tyrants, Lou. It’s my civic duty to kill fascists when we have a chance. And we’re out of SOL, in unsettled territory, and the war with the bugs is over. So, like, what exactly is the reason to not put a tungsten slug through his head with a coilgun on that grassy knoll right there?” He pointed at one of the hills.
“Because ... you can’t just murder someone who is coming under a flag of peace, under my father’s invitation!” Lou said, flabbergasted. “It ... honor! Duty! He may be a monster, but if we stoop to his level, that simply makes us as bad as him.”
“Do you plan to commit genocide at any point in the near future?” GF asked.
“I ... no?”
“Then you literally can’t be as bad as him,” GF said, his voice once again growing cheerful.
“I forbid it,” Lou said, frowning.
“Come on, seriously?” GF asked. “Like, it’s barely murder, he’s got a stack like me...”
“I. Forbid. It.” Lou crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes flashing. “And, honestly, GF, I expected better of you. Honor may just be a word for you, but it matters to me. And while I may disagree with my father inviting Admiral Bosch, while I may find him detestable as human being and the continued existence of the Federated States a loathsome blot in the collective human soul, that doesn’t change the fact that he is here, under flag of peace, as an ally in war, who has earned the right to come here and shake my hand.” He paused. “And if he insults me, my family, or my honor, I will challenge him to pistols at dawn and blow his brains out with a flintlock.”
GF blinked. “ ... dude, you don’t have a stack.”
Lou grinned – but his grin faded. “Do I have your word that you won’t shoot him?”
GF looked at Amy. Amy raised her silvery eyebrows, then shrugged. GF bit his lip. “Yeah. Okay. You have my word. But I will flip him off.”
Lou gave him a look.
“ ... seriously, I have to be polite to the motherfucker too?” GF asked.
Lou nodded, slowly.
“Auuuuuugh, this sucks. Fine.” GF grumbled. “No one back home is going to let me live this down...”
Lou nodded again, then clapped his friends on their shoulders. “Now. I am going to speak to my wife.” He breathed in, then out. “Wish me luck.”
Admiral Bosch’s shuttle came down with all the Wagnerian glory of the Federated States – and that alone almost cut through the worried knot in Lou’s stomach. Searching for hours for his wife, and finding nothing but trampled grass and claw-marks where her bioforms had been, had made it abundantly clear to Lou.
Beatrice simply did not want to talk to him.
He had tried to take it calmly, but as the hours had turned into days, as the FSN Invisible Hand took its holding orbit above Charon, he had grown more and more worried. Amy and GF had both offered him sympathy, but it had left him feeling brittle and raw and irritable, rather than calmed. It had still been better than the blithe acceptance of his parents. His father had said nothing on the issue, and his mother had been cutting with her cheerful: “Well, I’m glad that she understands Neopolitan marriages of state, yes?”
She had meant it as a way to make Lou feel better.
Lou had concealed the pain as best as he could and instead thrown himself into practice. First, with his rapier, setting the combat servitor that he fabricated to the maximum level of danger and throwing himself into the thoughtless violence of a free style fence, the servitor and his blade clattering together and slashing through the air. He had practiced with the early modern pistols, first using the classical style of loading, then switching to the neo-classical style that had become popular in the Star Kingdom within the past century, where one fabricated and fired the guns in a single unbroken route, seeking to strike as many targets as possible in as short a time as possible.
GF, watching, had said: “ ... holy shit Lou. Holy ... fucking shit.”
“What?” Lou had asked, turning to look at him.
“You got ... ten fucking bullseyes in a row with smoothbore flintlocks...” GF gaped at him. “Without speed-augs? Target assist?”
Lou had shrugged. “I practice.”
But even that pleasant work hadn’t been enough to loosen his worry, nor to give him any succor. Every day, he had woken up, hoping that Beatrice had returned. Instead, he spent the entire day with the hours crawling by, every second his mind thinking of something to say to Beatrice ... and nothing happening at all. And now, he was forced to watch, stand at attention, and look politely impressed as the Federals showed off.
The Federated States, like their forebears in ancient Rome, Italy, Germany. America, the Neo-Persian Front, the Scavskulls, the Yellowjackets and the Martian Union of Agrarian Terraformers, leaned hard into showy theatrics. Their shuttle was a black wedge that cut the sky like a knife, with screaming turbines and roaring jets of flames that made it look like the fist of one of the ancient gods. The massive emblem of the F.S.N on the front gleamed gold against the black fuselage, while non-aerodynamic but highly deadly looking weapon pods thrust from the wings, the belly, and the fuselage itself. The wheels screeched as they caught the spaceport and sent up gouts of smoke as the tires screamed against tarmac.
When the shuttle came to a stop, clicking and hissing with its heat differentials, the front gangplank opened and the first troops emerged, flanking Admiral Akin Bosch himself. He was a tall man, with the blond hair and blue eyes the Federated States tended towards. His uniform was all sleek grays and blacks, with a floating great coat and a high cap with an imperial eagle emblazoned on the front. His gold armbands glittered, stark against black, and his jackboots clicked – almost louder than the whirr thump of his power armored escorts.
“Akin,” Father said, smiling and reaching out – and Bosch took his hand.
“King Benoit,” Bosch said, while more Federals – mostly officers – emerged from behind him in the shuttle. “And this is your ... son?”
He turned to face Lou and Lou caught, flickering across his face, an almost instinctive flash of utter disgust. Lou nodded, slightly. “Colonel Admiral,” he said, then held out his hand. “It is an honor to meet you.”
Bosch looked about himself, then smiled and it was the most punchable charming smile that Lou had ever seen. “I see that we’re fortunate in not having your spouse coming to visit,” he said, his voice sotto voce. “I know it must be quite a trial, to be at the forefront of peace with such a murderous species.”
“Murderous is an incorrect term,” Lou said, his voice as politely icy as he could make it. Behind his back, his fingers were tightening into fists. “It implies an intentionality that was lacking – Beatrice ... my wife ... she chose a name, by the way...”
“Hm.” Bosch pursed his lips.
“ ... she had no understanding of other species. Her fight against us wasn’t a war. It was a misguided attempt to make herself safe from what she saw as hostile, unthinking creatures. Even after she realized we were sentient, she thought we were a hive mind like herself – much as our early hypothesis about her species was that it was a multi-racial alliance and not a hive intelligence. When she learned each human is an individual, not merely a disposable fraction of a greater whole ... she grew quite distraught and remorseful.”
“Ah. And that makes it all better, does it?” Bosch asked, his voice growing cold as he started to pace around Lou. “King Benoit – how many Neopolitan sailors did we lose at Wolf-359? At Procyon?”
Father was frowning. “Akin...”
“It wasn’t her fault,” Lou snapped, his temper slipping.
“Ah, of course, she killed several million humans by accident,” Bosch said – and Lou bit back his first response. Many of those millions had been killed in the war in a way that Bea didn’t even grasp. She was guilt riddled over the several hundred thousand that she had ... consumed. She hadn’t even thought of the civilians that were turned instantly into ash by the matter/antimatter fireballs that had blotted entire cities on Charon off the map. The defenders, according to their final broadcasts, had agreed: Better instant, painless death than ... consumption. She didn’t think about the hundreds aboard Fenris or Thor or Odin or Agamemnon class battle-cruisers, who were ripped instantly to paste by high energy kinetic weapons or dissolved in long ranged spreads of organic acid launched from her warbodies. This moment of silence allowed Bosch to keep going: “Columbus killed as many with the plagues he introduced to the New World – and we revile him as a monster. Or, is it only when white men do it?”
“Admiral Bosch, you forget yourself!” Father snapped.
Bosch looked ready to bring out some bit of smoothness or flippery or totally a-historical nonsense – but before he could, his men all stepped forward, their weapons whirring and clicking as they brought them online. “Colonel Admiral! We’re detecting an entire bug army out there!”
“What is this?” Bosch snarled – but Lou turned, his heart leaping. He sprinted to the edge of the landing platform and saw that army was a slight exaggeration. It was merely a hundred or so hellgaunts, working together to carry something on their back. The something was covered in a large, bright collection of downy fluff ... and he noticed that the hellgaunts themselves looked different. For one thing, their dazzle camo had been changed from white and black to green and pink, a garish combination that made his eyes ache. But what he noticed next, as they drew closer, was that they were covered in...
Fur.
The fur was mostly collected around their shoulders and their legs, but it was bristly and poofy and it made them look significantly softer and less terrifying. He also noticed that their eyes had been made larger and...
Rounder?
But next to them was what he really cared about.
Beatrice walked along, looking shy and nervous, carelessly naked. Her fingers were touching together – in the most adorable approximation of a shy girl he had ever seen – the pointer fingers touching together underneath her chin, her head downcast, her antennas drooping slightly as the entire group came up to the side of the spaceport, while Father and Mother joined Lou at the railing.
“Beatrice,” Lou said, biting back the urge to leap over the edge and sprint to her and take her into his arms and hug her and hold her and apologize to her. Decorum kept him locked in place, but every part of his body yearned to feel her lightness.
“Hi Lou,” every bug on the field said at once – and the hissing, sibilant sound of the hundred hellgaunts hissing in unison was almost hilarious. The hellgaunts too looked nervous and downcast, their bodies pressing low to the ground. “Um, I ... I was working very hard. It took a great deal of focus, and, I ... well, the ... uh ... this is not as good as the oral sex, but-”
Mother put her hands over her mouth, her entire face going beat red as Father coughed loudly into his hand. Akin Bosch had stepped up to the railing as too, and he was looking more openly disgusted than Lou had ever expected him to see. But before either of them could say anything, and before Lou could literally drop dead of embarrassment, Beatrice (that is, her moth body) flapped her wings, flying over to the large bundle of fluff on the back of the hellgaunts.
She grabbed it and swept it to the side, the fluff unfurling and rippling in the air, revealing it was nothing more than a covering. Underneath was...
“What ... is that?” Father whispered.
“It’s a gestation pod!” Bosch shouted, pointing at it. “Is that some new weapon system?”
Lou, though, was struck dumb. His mouth hung open in shock as he grabbed onto the railing, all thoughts of decorum forgotten. He swung himself over the railing and then landed with a grunt, staggering and running over to Beatrice. He grabbed her around her thin waist, drawing her in, then looking from her to the gestation pod, which was a sleek, greenish cual of membranous flesh supported by several fingerlike struts of bone that spread outwards and met again, creating a segmented sphere that throbbed in time with some vast heartbeat. Within the cual, suspended in amniotic fluids, was an elephantine shape.
But he knew it.
He recognized it almost immediately.
“No it’s not a weapon system,” Father said.
“It’s a Procyian,” Beatrice said, her voice soft and shy. “Finding their genetic records in my memory took a great deal of time. The memory bugs on my homeworlds are very large and it takes a great deal of time to comb through their lattices – even for me. A-And then I had to decode the biology and I had to begin to make one without modifications or changes, which ... I had already adapted some of their muscular systems, and their nerve clusters for certain synaptic functions an-”
Lou cupped the back of her head and kissed her fiercely. Every hellgaunt on the field froze in place, their collective breathing stopping as Bea trembled in his hands, her eyes wide as saucers. Her antennas snapped to full extension, then slowly drooped as she began to kiss him back. Her lower hands cupped the small of his back, and her upper arms slid along his shoulders as her wings began to buzz with growing excitement. But she was so light and Lou held her so tightly that she didn’t go anywhere.
He broke the kiss, whispering. “You ... are ... amazing.”
“I-I ... it’s just one, but ... I figured, I could m-make a population that was sustainable...”
“I had no idea they were so big...” Mother said, from the sidelines, her eyes still locked on the gestation pod.
“Y-Yeah ... we only saw them in photographs...” Lou coughed. “I guess we ... got the scale wrong.”
Beatrice smiled shyly. “Yeah.” She paused. “I-It doesn’t have ... um ... there’s ... there are nerve structures, logged in my memory banks, but ... t-the detail on them was too fine grained for me to get more than a very crude approximation of them – so, um, rather than trying to recreate them, I simply produced the genetic structure that grew them. But ... I believe those brain structures are where memories and personalities are stored, so...” she looked down. “T-This isn’t any of the Procyians I ... killed. But...”
“My wife, it is more than we could have ever dreamed of,” Lou whispered. He kissed her forehead and she looked down, her antennas quivering.
“I like it a great deal when you kiss my forehead.”
Lou glanced back – and saw Bosch frowning down at him. He became suddenly painfully aware that his wife was naked. “Ahem!” He said, glaring at Bosch. “My wife needs to get some clothing. Could you all please avert your eyes?”
“Right, of course,” Father said, his cheeks heating. And soon, Lou and Bea were unobserved by anyone but the hellgaunts, who were beginning to move again after their shocked stillness. In that quiet moment, Lou paused. Then he kissed Bea’s forehead. She smiled – and then a bump at his hip made Lou look down. A hellgaunt had come over, and was looking up at him with its newly enlarged eyes. Lou let out a playful sigh.
“Oh, if I must.”
He leaned down and kissed the hellgaunt on its forehead, right between the bony ridges.
“Eee!” Bea squeaked – and Lou yelped as the hellgaunts, as a mass, rushed towards him, bumping against him from every direction.
And yet, despite being surrounded by bladed horrors, Lou found himself laughing with joy.
“You know, it is possible to wear clothing that expresses yourself, and isn’t just a white, shapeless shift, right?”
With that single sentence, overheard while waiting in the hallway outside of his bedroom, Lou knew that Amy had ruined his life, his marriage, his dinner prospects, possibly the entire fate of the galaxy. His mind was filled with trying to hold a diplomatic dinner while his lovely wife sat around in a crop top that said THESE TITS KILL FASCISTS, piercings on everything that could be pierced, and a thong that actually left less to the imagination than simple nudity.
“That does explain Lou’s many coverings,” Beatrice said, wonderingly. “But his coverings lack arm and wing holes...”
“That is not an impossible problem to overcome, my dear mothgirl,” Amy said, cheerfully.
“I hear Lou’s heartbeat through the door,” Beatrice said. “I shall ask him.”
Lou had enough time to blink at that before the door opened and Beatrice stood before him. Naked. It was so bizarre how a change of context could utterly alter the seeming of his wife. It was one thing to see her naked in her natural environment of bug warrens and the eerie fields constructed by her hive mind. It was another to see her naked, here, in the country manor fabricated by his parents. There was a scandalous humanity to it, nevermind that she had four arms and antennas and wings. She smiled at him and buzzed her wings with a little fluttering sound. “Lou, what should I wear to the dinner engagement with your parents and Admiral Bosch?”
“Well, ah...” Lou blushed and looked away.
“Why are you looking away and moving blood to your cheeks?” Beatrice asked. “You have seen me naked before. The last time we were together, you-”
“Ah!” Lou blushed even harder. “I ... that is, uh, I believe that you should wear something ... well, uh, among the Neopolitans, we have a wide range of fashions, from the classical to the neo-classical to the reconstructionist era, to...”
“I do not know what any of those are,” she said, then paused. “Are you not looking at me because of your nightmare?” She sounded uncertain. “I thought- you did hug me, and that is how humans forgive, so, I thought...”
Lou blushed and forced himself to look her in the eyes – and to not look down at her ... the rest of her. “I ... am flustered because, ah, you’re naked, and Amy is right there and...” He closed his eyes and tried to break it down, simply. “There are taboos about being nude in public. Furthermore, there are taboos about engaging in and talking about sex while someone else is right there.”
“I mean, there are in the Star Kingdom,” Amy said, snickering. “AnComs are less prudish.”
Beatrice ducked her head forward, looking down at her naked body. “I see ... context has altered how you see me...” She paused. “I still do not know what to wear, though.” She sounded so plaintive and nervous. Lou sighed, taking his embarrassment and compacting it deeply down. He placed his hands upon her shoulders.
“Let us see what the fabricator can do with a Classical dress...” he said, firmly, then blushed and smiled as he walked past her to the fabricator in the corner of the room. Amy, who was leaning against the wall, watched him, then gaped as he began to bring up the sartorial program and tease out the design of a dark blue dress with pale white fringe along the edges, to accentuate the coloration of his wife’s current body.
“And ... and this ... this is Endless Song Echoing Upon the Depths.” Lou had never seen a Upkin diplomat in the flesh before, not since he had first set foot on Earth what felt like weeks but was in actuality years before. But he had seen them on the screen and read about them in book and he had rather foolishly thought that he had maybe gotten at least a fraction of what it was like. He had told himself that it wouldn’t be too shocking, if he mentally prepared himself. I’m really dumb...
“No, I do not have a knife, my lady,” Lou said, his voice somehow not managing to fall into giggles once more. But it was hard to resist the urge. His wife, Beatrice Benoit, a seven hundred million year old hive mind with her consciousness spread across three solar systems and several trillion bioforms, had managed to get her latest body stuck fast into a few strands of spiderwebbing. This made sense, considering her latest bioform was a spider: Six arms, two legs, eight eyes which fanned out...
Five days into the voyage, with the foundations for the cabin finished and the roof going up today, and Lou was beginning to feel a mite guilty about the fact that he had never told his wife what being transgender actually meant. It was one of the things about being married to an alien – especially an alien so ... well, alien from the human norms. Beatrice had absorbed a huge amount of information about the human race, and was learning more every day as the lighthugger slowly accelerated out...
“This is decidedly unpleasant...” Beatrice groaned. Lou sighed, looking up at the ceiling as he tried to let the headache that was filling his skull ease. But it was hard. The past three days, he had been doing nothing – not enjoying his lovely wife, not reclining in the idle comfort of pastoral life aboard an interstellar starship, not even trying to think about how he planned to handle resuming his normal duties as a prince once the lighthugger had reached the SOL system. No. Instead of...
“You absolute bastard!” Lou snarled, stepping forward – but a pair of Federal marines in power armor were there to grab him and slam him back down into a chair. Their metal gauntlets were shockingly gentle, considering their enhanced strength, but Lou still felt terribly impotent in their grip. His hands tightened into fists and he glared at Admiral Bosch, who shook his head slowly, looking sad. “That is the problem with you Neopolitans. You’re so sentimental. Embracing tradition for...
The outer door opened Logan peeked out to see that the transport's door was closed. Ebony had chosen the docking door instead of the airlock so that the boarders would only have to worry about getting through one door. Logan grasped his PDWs and slowly stepped into the small corridor between the two ships. As he fully exposed himself, the far door was flung open and several AK-47s filled the corridor with bullets. Logan dropped to the ground firing, glad that armour-piercing rounds were not...
This story is based on personal experience. Big Cock Fantasy readers will have met Gaynor – but not like this! As always, I hope you have a stimulating read and thanks to those who are riding all the way to the terminus. It’s some distance off. Nice to have company. Comments are appreciated. ~~~~~~~ NOW I COULD have cried, or at least roared out in pain and anguish. I wanted to beat my chest and bellow to the skies, roaring out my frustration. The e-mail from Gaynor stabbed at my heart,...
Hanna felt like she was a pretty average retired schoolteacher. Never married but not celibate, she currently had a boyfriend close to her age that she got naked with once or twice a week. There were a couple of other occasional crotch visitors too. She was tall at six-one with a reasonably trim and fit body for a fifty-year-old. Then menopause arrived and she found out she wasn’t average. The symptoms weren’t like any of her women friends so she went to see her gynecologist who was likewise...
Tarun was exhausted and soon dozed off, He seemed to have little idea so as to what had happened. Only Tanya was the one who had seen Sarita peeping through the window and masturbating. Tanya had orgasm as never before. The idea of Sarita looking at her naked body had made her real horny .And she wanted to get more of it. Sarita was a boring person when it came to talking to her, but she had a terrific body. She was dusky in color, with huge tits, and her pussy was nice and pink. Tanya always...
Vayeitzei/Vayishlakh by shalimar I am crying, just looking at the dirt covering my baby sister. 'Why?' the only thing I could think of. 'Why did she have to die giving her son life?' I remember when we met Jacob. She had tendered the sheep that day; I was at home weaving. I knew Rachel was smitten with love that day, but so was I. He was so handsome, those strong muscles. And that jovial smile. I longed to have him hold me. I would have settled for a kiss, a touch, but I...
HistoricalHi ISS readers this is my real story which happened with my jiju’s elder sister in goa.My name is Nikhil i’m 25 from mumbai.It was last year when i had gone to goa with my friends, goa was amazing place we njoid a lot but real njoiment happened only after meeting usha my jiju’s sister. Let me describe usha she was in her 30’s had a 12yr old son.She is a very sexy women with 36 26 36 figure.She is a women whom every guy would love to fuck she had amazing looks 5’7″ in hieght and fair...
When I turned seventeen I was sent out into the country to do yard work and house renovations for my aunt Miranda whose husband had been killed in a tragic car accident the previous winter.When I arrived there I noticed that quite a few things needed to be worked on, not to mention the large garden she had that she needed help with weeding and cultivating. It was a large property she owned, but she wanted to hold on to it which was easy to I understand because it was so beautiful out there....
IncestThis is the first of a dark, yet uplifiting trilogy dealing with themes of abuse, friendship, love, and primarily innocence. This chapter is the prologue, explaining the events leading up to the present. This is not an erotic story, so please read it only if you are interested in a romantic and entertaining tale. And there you have it, Enjoy! ———————————————– Emily and I were friends since we were five years old. I still remember how our parents used to take us to the playground and let us...
She was sitting down on a bench in front of the local public park. Her body measurements were 62-32-62 an she has gorgeous green eyes and big beautiful lips with black glossy lip stick. She has a pale white skin complexion and her skin felt softer than cotton candy. Her eyes lit up with joy when she saw me. She ran up to me and gave me a big hug. She was taller than me, her height is around 6 ft 7 in tall, which is a turn on for me because I was always attracted to big and tall women with a...
I laid down beside her and gave her the soda. We sipped slowly and talked about what had just happened. I sat the sodas on the night stand and moved up closer to Toni (a name we will use for this article) crossing my leg over hers so that my clitty rested on her nylons. We kissed for several minutes as I played with her nipples thru the silky bra. Toni looked up with lust in her eyes and said she wanted me to fuck her.I started kissing her neck and started down her soft body, I raised her bra...
CrossdressingHi Part2 .. Come here. … In first part you saw how I went to a party hosted by my wife’s boss and how I came to know of her ventures… Kavitha started laughing. “even after seeing 3 naked ladies and a lady sucking a guy your dick is still not erect. NO wonder you are not able to satisfy her. What pavi told was perfectly correct.” Kavitha continued to torment me mentally. The actual fact was that I was tensed, depressed and devastated with the event. What I was looking was not a porn for me but...
Thanks to Weirdo (John) for writing my Catgirl change. Halloween Tale: Monsters Are Real By Troy Monsters are real and I know it. How do I know it? Well that's easy. My friends and I are monsters. How did we get this way? It's a long story, but I'll tell you how it happened. There were six of us that night. Angel, Bill, Alec, John, Rena (who I always liked teasing about what I considered a girlish name), and myself had been told by our parents to go trick-or-treating for our...
We strip the Brutes of all the weapons we can find on them. No sense in leaving anything for the scavengers. Then pile the bodies together. There is some thought on burning them but we don't have anything to make them flammable. So we merely leave the dead brutes, as a testament to the protectors' fire-power. Though I did not do the killing, I am asked to say a few words to send them on their way. I can always ask for peace for a fallen foe. We wrap the fallen protectors in some canvas and...
"Look at you," Mindy said staring at her boyfriend and ex-best friend Miranda. "How does it feel to be completely immobile?" Luke strained his large muscles and tried his best to respond to his girlfriend, but no matter how much he tried he couldn't move nor make a sound. Luke looked down at Miranda and felt pity for the helpless cheerleader; she was frozen in a much more precarious position, her mouth still wrapped around Luke's large member. Mindy knelt down next to Miranda and...
George finished his meal and placed it on the vacant seat next to him. The pretty flight attendant, the one he had eyed earlier when he first boarded the plane, came over to take it. As she leant over, he noticed she was wearing Chanel. She smiled as she turned away to place the tray in the trolley. What a sweet thing, he thought to himself as the memories of that scent, his favourite perfume, took him back. He reclined in his seat and thanked his stars for the comfort of first class, allowing...
EroticAs they rang the doorbell, Cat gripped Andy’s arm tighter. He looked at her and kissed her on the forehead, “Don’t worry gorgeous. This is going to be wonderful." She smiled back and pulled his lips to hers, forceful and passionate, their tongues entwined. He held her close and began to nibble her earlobe, "You look like a filthy slut" Cat had to agree. Her skintight dress showed off her ample cleavage and ended only a fraction below her round but firm arse. The door swung...
(Author Note: As always, I want to thank you for taking the time to read my story and hope you enjoy it. I know I am not the perfect writer, but if you find something that will help me improve or have good or bad comments, please, let me know. Thanks!) * This had to be the worse vacation she had been on in her life, even the yearly camping trips that her parents claimed built character and self reliance hadn’t been as bad as this. At least she was used to the poison ivy and sunburn. She...
The Hyundai was rattling a little more and it still looked like hell. I didn’t care when I pulled out of the car wash headed for Danville Virginia. That hadn’t been the plan when I went to bed with Mikah laying on her dog bed beside me. At that time the plan had been to wake up, dress for our walk, eat our breakfast, and take our walk. I no longer carried the war club. Owning Mikah had made a few changes around the place. After her arrival, we renamed her Mikah. It was supposed to avoid any...
This story is almost completely true. He heard the trill of the ringer notifying him of the new email that had arrived in his personal email box. He ignored it for a bit as he finished up reviewing a work document on his iPad while sitting on his screened-in porch. ‘What a great invention,’ he thought to himself as he took a break from the iPad to refill his scotch and returned to casually check his email. The re line stated: ‘Craigslist– Response to posting ‘Erotic Hypnosis’.’ The sender’s...
It was 5.30 when I opened the door not knowing what to expect, my cock hard in anticipation of what I will find.It's been a long day, full of sexual tension & delicious angst.We look forward to this week every month, its the week where Vicki's favorite lover comes & stays, the week where I sleep in the spare room while he enjoys my wife in our marital bed as they reconnect like 2 lust crazed teenagers. He will take her, ravish her & she will use him to quench her over active libido....
Hi to all of you ISS lovers! hope u all are doing good! This is Arjun again with the latest incident in my life! My mail id is have had this fetish for married women with fuller bodies and larger assets since my childhood,courtesy to my school teachers i could not take my eyes off.Since class 6,i had this desire to make love to married women or bhabhis as they are called.I failed to make any advancements towards my fantasy until last week.I am a 21 year old engineering undergraduate studying...
"VISITING MS. PAYNE"Chris was always excited and a little afraid when he went over to Ms. Payne's house. He was excited because she was beautiful, sophisticated, and alluring. But he was always afraid, too, because of what she did to him once he was there.Chris had met Ms. Payne at a museum, and she'd invited him to come over to her place and talk about art. When he came over, she told him to sit down, gave him a glossy portfolio to read and said she'd be ready in a moment. Then she left. ...
I have had great sex with many men over the years, But I think of my friend Buddy was one of the best sexual encounters of gay sex with a man i everwould have and never could known. He was very sexy and he was already known has a lady's man. I had a crush on him for sex as i was gay i never said him that.He was pretty friendly with me and was easy to talk to and honest with me as he was a buddy of mine very close he knew I was gay.I liked him very much and I wanted him . I took the opportunity...
GayI had no idea what her motivation might be. Hell I wasn't really sure why I was doing it. I had said no to Roy and Ray because there was no romantic foreplay, or so I had rationalized. There had been none with Misty either, still I had agreed to have sex with her and her boyfriend. I realized then that she had called him Benny in the restaurant and Jed in the bar. I wondered what that was all about, but I didn't ask. I decided that I would just call him whatever she did. Honey would most...
The first round of bouts would take place on Saturday afternoon. Each bout would consist of four rounds; each round would be three minutes with a minute in between rounds and would be scored by three judges on a round basis, with the referee's scorecard being used only to break a tie. We would be fighting with ten ounce gloves this year, primarily to help protect the fighters. I have no doubt that the four broken noses that Lisa had given to her opponents last year had something to do with...
They’d been emailing for more than a month, exchanging hot, sexy fantasies so well written they often didn’t need a rewrite. What a pleasure it was, she thought, to ‘meet’ an articulate, creative writer for her online role-playing. They exchanged photos. Shell had hit pay dirt. Now a completely unexpected event was to take place – he was coming to Connecticut! A family wedding. She was so fevered by this turn of events she couldn’t sleep for two nights. He’d made a veiled reference to meeting...
I am rajesh from mumbai.i am not regular iss reader.i recently knew about this site so i want to share my sex experience with all of u.well as i said i am staying in mumbai & my email id is rajesh girls,bhabhis, mature aunts who would like to have sex, or sex chat, or friendship can email me on will be maintained.well coming to my storyas i said early i stay in mumbai working for a reputed company i had to visit banglore on some office work. i had to stay there for some 6months.so,maine mere...
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the characters and all of them are at least the age of consent. I feel exhausted as I lay down on my bed, my body already coated in a thin layer of sweat from the heat of the house, despite having the window open I was unable to cool down. The sheet and quilt and cover were cool against my skin. I lay there unable to sleep and my hands brushed my bare legs, the heat making it so that wearing pyjamas was unbearable. My fingers kept brushing against my legs as I...
BDSMA continuation from The Event: Part IMuch to my dismay, the jerk who had been clinging onto Misty returned. After Misty's brief but affectionate kiss and our brief flirtations, I had hoped to get better acquainted with this fiery, freckled redhead.Misty had on a form-fitting tank top which defined her full breasts nicely and which gave just a hint of her nipples. She also wore a knee-length loose skirt that billowed just enough to gently sway as her hips moved when she walked. I imagined it...
This chapter was originally part of chapter 3, but it was getting long. So, this is just a continuation of that chapter. It picks up the following morning. ***** Chapter 4 – Paige Tells Her Parents Paige’s dad freaked but her mom defended us dating. Kind of backwards from what Paige expected. Daddy was trying to protect his little girl. It seemed to me Mom was looking at it from Paige’s prospective. When Paige’s mother and father had met they were 20 and 25 respectively. This was the...
For years I had been driving my mother up to visit her girlfriend. Ever since I had turned sixteen, gotten my license, I'd taken mom on her monthly pilgrimage to spend the day visiting with her long time friend during the summer months. It wasn't like it was a cross-country trip, but mom hated driving on the freeway. And I didn't mind taking her as Valerie; mom's friend had a couple of sweet looking twin daughters. I'd become friends with them too and we'd spent some interesting moments...
The next night, Tammy Leigh's dance routines were even hotter than the night before and as in the old days, she occasionally noticed that several of the girls were in the sidelines there, watching her as she performed and got undressed before her audience. Tammy Leigh was really enjoying being back in her old haunts and she was enjoying the popularity her dancing at the club was giving her and the large enthusiastic crowds that were coming to see her dance. She wondered how many people were...
Archbaroness flies low over Megatropolis, thinking about the events of the last few days. She is on patrol, looking for any crime in need of being stopped by a heroine’s might. Megatropolis, always full of crime, has seemed in extra need of her watchful eyes these last few days. In a city this big there will always be crime. Like anywhere else in the world the crime rate will sometimes spike randomly, and that seemed to have happened a few days. The crimes had mostly been small things: petty...
Bobby was asleep when the three girls invaded his room. They weren’t really trying to be quiet, although they weren’t trying to draw Bob’s attention or get him involved, either. Barbie jumped on top of him as he woke up and, by accident, put her knee in his crotch. He gasped and groaned, curling up. When they figured out what had happened the other girls chastised her. “He’s no good to any of us if you break him,” Julie harped. “I’m sorry! It was an accident!” moaned Barbie. “What do you...
The five lovers awoke remarkably comfortable with their adjacency and their nakedness. Quick kisses avoiding morning breath, only the two males and brother and sister not kissing, and they dressed in yesterday’s clothing before gathering in the gathering cabin where Anna provided eggs, sausage, toast, juice and coffee. Victoria and Charlie headed back to duty on the ship, raising the anchor and heading home, while Essie, Joe and Liang sat together on the couch, watching the others join them,...
Sunday, July 11, 1971 Usually, I’m a morning person. And usually, the morning of a trip, especially a trip half-way around the globe, you would find me wide-eyed and bushy-tailed. But not this morning! This morning, it was all I could do just to open one eye and glare at the delegation that was standing beside my bed as I was wondered why they had sent so many executioners just to escort me to the gallows. Because, as bad as I felt, that was where I was surely going. “C’mon, Michael,”...
I grab Naomi's chin with one of my hands and the small of her back with the other, pulling her toward me hard. I put my mouth against hers almost menacingly. Naomi pulls back. "Teddy, what are you doing?" "This is the only way to get your attention, my love," I say to her, taking her chin harder in my hand and pushing my mouth on hers once more. It is not my normal kiss, but I want to show her I am in charge tonight. I want to show her that I can be rough in my kisses, but still tender. Naomi...
Straight SexI went to see Coach Hancock as soon as my third period class was out. He wasn't happy. "I'll work at it, Coach, but I can't stretch without pain. It's just a cracked rib so it should heal quickly if I'm careful." "A cracked rib. An eye that still shows the remnants of being blackened. And bandages and stitches all over your face. Did you have to be a rock, Brian? There's water, too," he said shaking his head. "I didn't teach you anything." "You did, Coach. It was being water...
You have barely gotten the door locked behind you when you hear the commanding voice out of the darkness. "Stop!" Your hand freezes in its search for the light switch. "Strip!"You hurry to comply, knowing all too well what the penalty for disobedience is. Quickly, you remove your $700 business suit and cast it in a crumpled heap on the carpet. Your bra comes next, then your panties. From experience, you know to leave your hose and your pumps on.He laughs softly in the darkness at the irony....
I’m one of those guys who can’t pull a date: Babes who don’t know me don’t want to go out with me and babes who do know me fob me off with the same excuse. It’s pathetic, really but I get to watch a lot of TV which pleases my mom as she likes to have a shoulder to cry on when the hero chooses the slut over the really nice babe. Later in the movie I feel like bawling when the hero boringly realigns true to type and dumps the slut with the big tits and goes dozy on Miss Flat Chest who cutely...
Pool Party 2Two weeks later, Saturday dawned bright and clear. Donnie brought word that Callie, Amy's daughter, had told him that Rob was tossing one last party for the season. She thought for just one second and smiled at Suzi. "Wanna meet some folks?""Are you sure?" Suzi sad slightly nervously.Donna smiled, "You aren't some dirty little secret, Suz, never that!"Suzi smiled a little less nervously when the phone rang."Hi, Jess," Donna said. Suzi's ears perked up at the mention of...
MILFI slept late the following morning and it was almost dinner time when she woke me; a hand gently masturbating my fully erect penis and her heavy breasts pressed into my back. I moaned softly, still half asleep and turned to face her, but she slithered down and suddenly my prick was engulfed in the warm wetness of her mouth."Mum." I gasped as I felt her tongue lapping at my swollen dome and her fingers kneading my balls. I threw the sheet off and looked down into her eyes. They were smiling at...
IncestHi, friends my name is anandh. I am from Mumbai. This story is about how I had my first gay sex experience with my college professor. I am short in height colour white. I am from a middle-class family. So let’s get started. I had a friend circle who never goes to college. They never care about their grades. I also used to bunk with them. At the last exams were near so I went to get my hall ticket so the professor told me that I have no internal marks due to my attendance shortage. I was asking...
Gay MaleI love when the maid service sends me a hot maid. This time around they sent me a 18 year old with a tight ass body. First I let her clean my place a little bit but I couldn’t help to perv on her. Eventually, I offered her some extra money to clean my place completely naked. After some hesitation, she agreed. However, watching her clean naked wasn’t enough for me. It only turned me on even more. Some time after that I just got naked and surprised her. She felt weird at first but once I flashed...
xmoviesforyouChapter 03 Working Things Out No sleep comes for me as I lie in bed, hating myself for what I’ve done to those two women. The worst part is that I actually feel good right now, which only makes me feel even worse. I just wish I had some way of contacting Angela. Hadn’t she told me that there was a way to give energy, rather than take it? How much longer is she going to be gone? If I had a keycard like hers, I’d be able to go to the Shadow World, and ask her. If, if, how, and if: my life...
This story is about my sister Mel and I. I am going to be 29 in a couple of months and she just turned 27. She has a husband and a little girl now, so we don't do anything like this anymore. Ever since we were young Mel and I have been sexually curious. When we would be alone at times either in the bedroom we shared or in the living room for a lengthy amount of time while the parents were having sex, we would have dry sex as well. It was always me taking my dick out of my pants and underwear...
Jane finally found out that we had an audience. She was surprise at first looking at me for an explanation. I said, "He is my dad's friend...", before I can expaine anything more, Jeph interupted us saying: "It's okay girls, relax, I won't disturb you, I will stay aside the state watching the show if you don't mind"... Jane finally found out that we had an audience. She was surprise at first looking at me for an explanation. I said, "He is my dad's friend...", before I can expain anything more,...
Exhibitionismbio - I'm writing this because Cathy can't even keep her lies consistent. Every time she gets the fancy you'd think she was a different person. She just tacks on a new last name and now she's a 24 year old with oversized breasts. Anyway, she's unusual in my experience, a young woman who not only likes porn but also likes writing it. By the way, to me most women are young, even Cathy's mother. I'm 58. I think Cathy's stuff is often a bit tame for xnxx, though some of it's...
I woke up around 11 in the morning. My knee didn't hurt too much. It had swelled up over night and was so stiff I couldn't bend it. I showered and went downstairs for breakfast. Mom greeted me with a smile when I got to the kitchen. "How are you feeling Kyle?" Mom asked. "My knee is really swelled up. I can't bend it. It doesn't hurt as much as last night." "Sit down and rest your leg. What do you want for breakfast?" I did a double take. Mom usually makes us look after...
I was driving down I-225 when my life changed. Actually when my life went to hell would be more accurate. I had just dropped my wife off at work. She had taken her car into the dealership the day previous for a recall item and she was going to pick it up that day during her lunch hour. I was just merging onto I-25 when the cell phone rang. I flipped it open and the cell kept ringing and I suddenly realized that it wasn't my phone going off. I looked over and saw Candy's cell phone lying on...
Hello friends I am Ranjan here to share my real story with all the readers of ISS. 1st let me tell a small description of myself, I am 24 years old and working in a call canter near Velachary, Chennai. This is the incident happened few days back while I am coming to my home town Balasore from Chennai by Coromandal Express. I had reserved the lower berth in the train as usual train journey I was in my seat and waiting for the train to be started. After some time I saw one family with come to my...
‘So how did it feel?’ Cindy asked. ‘Did you like sucking your brother’s dick?’ ‘Yes…it was really good. It felt right, you know,’ Stacey explained. ‘God, he is so fucking hot. I really want him to fuck me. I just feel like going back upstairs and doing it all over again,’ Cindy expressed. As much as Stacey enjoyed sucking David’s dick beside her best friend, she began to feel like that she wanted David all to himself with her out the picture. ‘Hey, I better get a move on and head home. Let me...
IncestBlondes are back, and we could not be more pleased. As it turns out, our Model of the week is a stunning new girl who is willing to do anything to get ahead in the world of Modeling. As our Producer gets aroused during the photoshoot, his cock becomes rock hard, and it is visible through his pants. Our new recruit wastes no time and warps her lips around it. She says: “Sorry but I can’t say no to a hard cock in front of my face.” She begins pumping on it with her mouth. “Fuck me”, she says, and...
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