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Chapter 18

James

As I finished setting up the media room for tonight's festivities, I went and looked over my new slave, Ava. I still cannot believe that such a beautiful woman would ever submit to someone like me. Even though she submitted to me, I still have to do everything in my power to keep her by my side. With her in my corner, getting to the rest of the crew would come more easily.

“Master, who do you think is coming tonight?” my little nymph asked me.

“Well, last time I checked, Emma, and Sasha had the night shift, and I believe Grace is spending the night going over Kora’s root code. Ever since she found out about Kora's original archetype, she wanted to learn everything she could about her,” I told her.

“Really, well that's great to hear. I am glad Gracey can finally do something that she loves. You know, ever since we started traveling, a little part of me always felt guilty for always dragging her along. She could be doing so much more in an RTC lab, writing the next generation of A.I., but hearing about Kora, makes me happy. She can finally pursue her dream,” Ava said, with a warm smile on her face.

“Well, if it makes you happy, then it makes me happy. Anyway, the person I am expecting is Aletta. She said she will be stopping by, and I was thinking that we can move things along with her.”

The last part piqued Ava's curiosity. Then she asked, “How are we going to do that, Master?”

“Well for starters, for tonight, don’t call me ‘Master’, that might scare her off, and secondly, I have an anime show in mind that has some more sexual situations,” I started explaining to her.

“Master, there is anime with sex in it?”

“Yes, my little nymph, there is; although, this one is a little tamer than the ones you are thinking about, which I will tell you more later. For now, I need you to follow my plan.”

She listened to my plan very carefully, and with each passing word, her smile would grow wider and wider. By the time I finished, she was practically vibrating off her seat.

“Oh, Master. I mean James,” she said, correcting herself, “that sounds like a wonderful plan. I hope it works.”

“I hope so, too. For now, though, let's change into something more comfortable, and let the festivities begin.” I said, with a cocky grin.

Aletta

I never saw a reason to be in the ship’s media room before. The only reason we had the room, was so that the crew could have an area to commingle outside of their duties, but I never went. After all, we had our own desk terminals in our room, and with my supply of e-books, I didn't have to venture outside if I didn’t want to. Since James asked me to come to see this media viewing get-together, I agreed to it. I had no idea what to wear, since wearing my usual attire would be too uncomfortable, and wearing my sleepwear would be too revealing. I opted to wear my work clothes; I would forgo the lab coat, and would just have a few buttons undone, but still leave the skirt and stockings. I always told people who commented on my attire, that I dress for that authoritative look, and mostly that was true. The one thing that was a guilty pleasure for me, was my stockings and pantyhose. I just loved wearing them, especially the smooth, silky ones. They were great to wear, and they accentuated my long legs. I would be lying if I said that I never once fell asleep while wearing them.

As I entered the room, all I saw were James and Ava, already sitting on the couch searching through shows on the big screen. I noticed that they were sitting far too close together, but for now, I dismissed it.

“Is this all of us?” I asked them, making my presence known.

James looked up at me and said, “Yeah, Emma has the first night shift, while Grace has something else to do. As for the Captain and XO, they are busy discussing something about the next leg of our journey; so, for tonight, it is just us.”

Figuring that two people were better than the whole crew, I decided to take a seat on the couch, on the other side of the wall, until James stopped me.

“Where are you going? There is plenty of space right here,” he said, patting the spot opposite Ava.

I was trying to explain that I would be more comfortable over there, but James would have none of it. With some reluctance, I gave in and took the spot next to James. Sitting down next to them, I noticed what they were wearing; James was just wearing a t-shirt and some loose shorts, something I expected him to wear, but Ava, was wearing something else. She decided to wear an oversized t-shirt that draped down her body, and past her ass. From her seated position, I could not tell if she was wearing any boy shorts, or just underwear.

James finally decided on a show to watch; it turned out it was from his special collection of 21st-century media. He explained that it was an animation, and I was about to object, but he said that I should give it a try. He explained that this show was about an 18-year-old boy, who was in charge of protecting an 18-year-old girl and her friend. The only thing was that he was an ex-hero who was trained to defend against demons, and the girl was the heiress of the throne of hell. The show sounded ridiculous, but since James picked it out, I tabled my opinion and just sat down and watched.

As we sat down and watched the show, I could not help but think of James. Being so close to him, I could smell his scent. That very same scent I smelled every time we were together, during his medical checkups. Looking across from him, I noticed the ship's cook decided to scoot a little closer to him. Seeing no reason not to follow suit, I did the same. There was something about James that seemed to lower my guard; a primal pull, that was always there when we were together.

I still could not find anything abnormal about him, even with the CRISPER analyzer that that little imp, Emma, upgraded from my blood-analysis machine. I was missing something, but I still didn't know what. My thoughts were interrupted when something interesting happened on the screen. Apparently, from what I can gather, the girl who I found out was named, Mio, wanted to perform a master-slave pact with the boy, so that they would always be connected, in case trouble arose. Except something went wrong, and instead of the girl being the master, it was the boy who became the master. With the added twist, since the one cast, the spell was Mio’s best friend, Marie, who was a succubus, a sexual punishment was woven into the spell. If the slave betrayed the master, then their bodies’ pleasure sensors would go into overdrive, effectively stopping them in their tracks. To stop the punishment, the master had to subdue their slave, and make them submit, and since the punishment was sexual in nature, the only way to do that was for the master to make their slave cum until she finally submitted to him. Seeing that unfold, caused my pussy to go aflame, and being next to James was not helping things either.

There was still that lingering feeling of having James’ sweet cum in my mouth, flowing down my throat, and a small part of me just wanted to reach down into his shorts, and devour his cock for all its worth. My better half won out, and I managed to stay within my seated area. The show carried on with Maria, and her succubus nature, always teasing the main guy, Basara. Every once in a while, an enemy would appear and he would deal with them, always risking his life to save his newly-adopted sister. I had to say, I did like the whole knight-in-shining-armor routine, having someone big and strong to protect the damsel in distress. Then my mind drifted off to James. ‘Would he risk his life to protect someone, maybe even me?’ That thought sent my stomach fluttering, and as if on instinct, I scooted a little closer to him.

As the show continued, new characters were added to the mix, including a blue-haired girl, who was Basara's childhood friend, and was in love with him. She had tried to kill Mio. Beauce was the demon princess, but Basara managed to stop her and convinced her to join his side.

Then Ava finally spoke up. “Hey, Aletta, that one kinda looks like you,” she said, pointing to the new character on the screen.

Looking back at the screen, I had a hard time denying her claim. We shared many similarities, her hair color, her glasses, her attire, and if we were looking into it, her bountiful chest size. It was as if someone took me, and animated my body for the show; I was beginning to suspect James chose this show for that very reason. Back to the show, Chisato, as she called herself, invited Basara to her apartment, and from then on, things got intense. She convinced him to take a bath in her master bathroom, where she later came in stark naked. Seeing all of that, and the kiss; I couldn't help but be reminded of my kiss with James. The scene was getting steamy, and that same earthy scent that James emits, started filling the room. Looking down, I saw that even James was getting aroused, as a large tent started to form in his loose-fitting shorts. The scene finally ended with no sex, but it was heavily implied that they did do the deed. I still saw the outline of James’ cock through his shorts, and before I could do anything, another hand came into view and rested on top of his shorts. Realizing that they were female and not mine, that only meant one thing, it was Ava’s.

“Ava, what are you doing?” I asked her.

“What does it look like, doctor? I am taking care of James just like you said,” she said, in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Yes, but all I meant was for you to handle his meals, not… this,” I told her, while waving my hand over his crotch.

“But doctor, you said we needed to do anything to take care of James, and I read that some men develop a condition called ‘blue balls’, or its proper medical term, Epididymal Hypertension. When James gets an erection, his blood would flow into his penis and testicles to enlarge and stiffen so that James is ready for intercourse. After James reaches an orgasm, then his blood is properly released back into his body, and his genitalia would shrink back to a flaccid state. ‘Blue balls’ is a condition where if he doesn’t achieve an orgasm, then all that blood isn’t properly released back into his body. That, in turn, causes ache, discomfort, feeling of heaviness in his testicles, and if it is severe enough, pain within his genitalia.” Ava explained all of this with remarkable intuitiveness.

“How do you know all of this?” I asked her, while still looking at her hand on James’ lap.

“When you told me to take over James, I decided to do a little research on my own, and discovered ‘blue balls’. So whenever James has an erection, I have to alleviate his pain. After all, isn't it what we are supposed to do? Taking care of James while we transport him to Alexandria,” she said, while slowly rubbing his cock.

I didn’t know what to do, I mean what she said was right, but helping James cum was not part of her duties. Still, though I had no idea James could develop such a condition; it looked like I was learning something new every day, when came to James. Then out of nowhere, Ava decided to pull down James’ shorts, revealing his leviathan. Before I could even stop her, his cock sprang up into existence. That strong, earthy scent that I smelled earlier, was now flooding into the room, and all sense of reason seemed to have been washed away. His cock still had that purplish color on his head, which only told me that James must have been really horny. I was stuck there looking at Ava's little hand, slowly gliding up and down his thick shaft. That clear fluid of his, started to leak out the tip of his cock, and the urge to go down and lick it was overwhelming.

“Oh, I don’t have any massage oil for his precious cock,” Ava said, almost to herself, breaking me out of my fog. Then with that, she started to lean down towards his cock.

“What are you doing?” I asked, in complete shock.

“What does it look like? We need to keep his cock lubricated, and since we don’t have any oil, then we need to use something else,” she said, just before lowering her mouth to his cock.

By the time I came up with something to counter her argument, she already had her lips wrapped around his cock. A low moan escaped James’ lips, and from the blissful look on his face, told me he was enjoying Ava's skillful mouth. It looked to me that this was not the first time she had had his cock in her mouth, and for some reason, that made me a little jealous. I thought I was the only one who could experience James’ wonderful cock between my lips, but it appeared I was wrong. I was starting to get angry that this woman dared to do something so blatant, but before I could voice my irritation, something diverted my attention. Out of nowhere, James grabbed hold of my head and brought it down to his lips. His kiss felt warm and full of passion; exploring every facet of my mouth. It left my toes curling in and by the time he was finished, any anger I had just faded away.

“You don’t have to sit there and watch, Alie. You can still join in on the fun,” James said, with a husky lust tone, the one that always made me weak in the knees.

It was the first time he ever called me by that name. Somehow, hearing it made my heart flutter. He gave my hard nipple a firm squeeze, and a low moan escaped my lips. That got the attention of Ava.

“Yes, Alie, you should come down here and join me. There is plenty of cock for the both of us,” she said, using my new, apparent nickname.

As if in a trance, I slowly slid down the couch and got onto my knees, facing Ava, with only James’ cock between us. She pushed his cock closer to my lips, and with little hesitation, I dove right in. As soon as his cock slipped between my lips, a wave of euphoria swept through me.

“My, she’s really going at it, isn’t she,” Ava spoke out loud, with a bit of shock and lust.

Hearing her comment, made me blush, but I never stopped for one second sucking on James’ magnificent cock. Then I felt James slowly grab my head; expecting him to manipulate me the way he wanted, but instead of pushing me down, he pulled my mouth off of his cock. I felt ashamed that James was forced to take me off his cock, but instead of scolding me for doing something wrong, he just stood up from the couch.

“Alie, that was good, but I feel like we are leaving someone out,” he said, while looking at Ava.

I looked over at her and saw that she was still on her knees, but instead of just sitting there, she was squeezing her thighs together rhythmically; trying to stimulate her clit while not touching it.

“Come here Little Nymph, and join the fun,” James said, gesturing for Ava to come a little closer.

‘Little Nymph’ must be her pet name because Ava did what she was told, and we were side by side on our knees looking at James’ massive cock. I figured that since I had already sucked him for a while, I pushed James’ cock towards Ava. Turns out that was the right move because she dove right in. She was going just as hard as I was. It was mesmerizing to see someone else servicing his cock. Lost in thought, my hand started to drift towards my nipples, tweaking them for some stimulation. Noticing my state of being, James reached out and grabbed my head once again.

“You know, Alie, there is more than just my cock that needs some love and attention,” he said to me, as he pulled me closer.

Looking at his genitals, I tried to figure out what he meant by more than just his cock. Ava had his cock with her mouth, but even then, there was still most of his shaft exposed. With the way she bobbed her head, she would smack herself against me every time. Then I noticed something else, something swaying below the base of his cock. It just occurred to me what he meant by something else—his testicles; those things that store James’ precious seed. I was hesitant at first, but the more I thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense. Just like his cock, James’ testicles are just as important; they housed the seed that will populate the universe. Leaning forward, I took a deep whiff of his sack, and it had a pungent scent to it. It had James' earthy scent that I was starting to love. Curiosity got the better of me, and I leaned in and tasted his sack. It wasn't as hard as his cock, but I could feel the heft of it. The amount of sperm that I was rolling around in there had to be immense. Taking things a little further, I decided to take one of his balls into my mouth. Hearing James groans like a wild animal sent shivers down my spine. I knew that I couldn’t go as hard on it as his cock, so I went at it like it was a woman's clit; slowly using my tongue, and applying gentle sucking on his testicles. It was a good change of pace, but judging by James' groans of pleasure, I knew that I and Ava were on the right track.

“That looks pretty good, do you want a trade?” Ava asked, while pushing James’ cock towards me.

Taking her up on her offer, we traded places, and I had James’ cock back in my mouth. We kept this routine for a good while. After a minute or two, we would trade places. James was going wild from the onset of hot mouths on his cock and balls. I felt his legs starting to tremble and with one final roar, he yelled out.

“FUCK, I’M CUMMING!!!” he said out loud, while flooding Ava’s mouth with his delicious cum.

I saw the pulsating throb of James’ cock, and I knew he was cumming bucketloads down Ava's poor throat. Once he was done, Ava let his cock slip from her lips, and James fell back down onto the couch. I was a little disappointed that I didn’t get a chance to taste some of that delicious cum, but then Ava surprised me once again. She took my face with her hands and brought me into a passionate kiss. I felt that same salty delicious cum flowing into my mouth, and I knew that Ava had saved some of it for me. I drank it like a thirsty man stranded in the desert. We swapped his cum between us; fighting to taste more of it. I had kissed many women before, but this was the best form of kiss I had ever had. We were battling over his cum, neither of us wanting to relinquish our control over it. Eventually, our battle ceased and whatever amount we had in our mouths we swallowed down. As per usual, as soon as his cum slid down my throat, I came. Just a little, but it still felt good.

“Wow, that was good. Alie, I knew you wanted to taste some of his delicious cum, so I made sure to save some for you. It was difficult, as you well know, it tasted so good,” Ava said, with a bit of a blush.

Blushing at her, I replied to her statement, “Thank you for that Ava, I appreciate it.”

We smiled at one another for a minute or two, until we remembered that we were not the only ones in the room. We looked over at James and we saw that his cock was still hard and erect. We looked at each other once again, and Ava had this mischievous smile on her lips.

“You of all people must know that James isn’t just satisfied with one orgasm,” she said to me.

She slid close to James on his right side, and I followed suit on his left.

“What do we do now?” I asked James, seeing since it was his cock we were about to pleasure once again.

“Well, I want to try your boobs again, as we did back in the med bay.”

Hearing his request made me blush, remembering what we did a couple of days ago. Still debating whether or not we should do it, I felt a pair of hands on my blouse. I thought it was James again, but quickly realized he didn’t have the right angle. Then looking down, I saw it was Ava who was unbuttoning them. She managed to unbutton them in short order, moving my blouse over my shoulders, leaving me bare-chested for all to see.

“Wow, Alie, I knew your tits were big, but I never would have thought they would be this huge,” she said, while lifting them with her hands. “You know, when we first met, I always wondered how they would feel. I thought about finding a way to get into your bed, but you kept us at arm’s length with that icy attitude of yours. I am glad now that I can spend a night with you,” she said, while also removing my glasses off my face. “Wow, Alie, you have beautiful eyes.”

With that being said, she brought her hands back onto my tits and moved them over James’ cock, and squeezed them together. Still feeling the residual spit from the previous blowjobs, I started to move my breasts up and down. It still felt good, having my breasts wrapped around James’ cock, and with the steady groans he was giving off, he was enjoying it, too. Looking over to the other side, I saw that Ava didn’t want to be left out of the fun, so she had decided to reveal her own. I found out she wasn’t wearing any shorts, but red-lace, French-cut panties. The audacity to be wearing such an outfit outside of her room, but then I remembered that I was only wearing my skirt and stockings, having my bare tits wrapped around James’s cock, so who was I to judge. Finally moving closer to us, Ava decided to squish her tits against mine, effectively smothering James’ cock between two sets of boobs. It took us some time, but we managed to sync our movements together and got into a good rhythm.

“Good, that feels good, you two, keep going,” James spoke to us, groaning from our onslaught.

“You know, Alie, I thought my tits were small compared to yours, and it still holds. But since they grew a little bigger I don’t feel quite as small anymore,” Ava said, while trying to steady her breath, as we continued our rhythmic boobjob.

“Bigger?” I asked.

“Yeah, they grew quite a bit recently, but I am not complaining. I figured it was all the extra food I have been eating, but thank god that the extra weight only went to my hips, and tits, I am up a full cup size now,” Ava informed me.

Hearing all of that made my pulse quicken, and it was not from the tittyfuck. Just like Ava, my appetite had increased over the weeks, and as a result, my hips and breasts had also increased in size. If what she said was true, and she had moved up a cup size, then that would mean I did, too. This meant I was probably a GG or an H cup. I thought it was only me, but hearing Ava was in the same boat, only meant one thing, something was affecting us, and that something, was coming from James. Everything was normal until he had shown up, but everything about his blood work came back clean. Something was happening, and I had reason to believe James was the one directly involved with it, but how was he changing us?

Lost in thought, I never lost the rhythm of the tittyfuck, and I felt his cock starting to swell, and with that loud animalistic roar, he released another impressive torrent of cum, covering us equally with his thick, sticky cum. That pungent odor of his was everywhere, and all it made me want to do was drink it all in. Beating me to the punch, Ava leaned in and gave me a tongue bath. She licked every morsel of James’ cum off my body, and into her mouth. Once she was done, I returned the favor. I was in near delirium; here I was a respectable doctor, on the floor, licking male sperm off a fellow crewmate. James had done something to us, but at that moment I didn’t care. My pussy was on fire, and I needed something to extinguish that flame burning inside me.

Sensing my need, James got up and pushed me down on the floor. He positioned himself between my legs and looking down his body, I saw that his cock was still fully erect. After two climaxes he was still ready to go; James was truly a monster. He began to lift my skirt, revealing my soaked thong panties.

“Wow, Alie I thought you were wearing pantyhose, but the fact you are wearing thigh-high stockings, makes it even sexier,” he said to me, in a husky tone, “and they feel as smooth as silk, they feel incredible,” he praised me, as he rubbed my thighs.

Hearing him say those things had sent my face ablaze. Unfortunately, reality finally set in when I realized where this was all leading. I was on the verge of panicking because there was no way I could fit his entire cock into my poor little pussy.

“I know what you are thinking, Alie,” Ava said to me, breaking through my terror bubble. “I thought the same thing when I first saw it, but believe me when I say; once you get used to it being inside of you, you will be wondering why haven’t you been doing this from the start.”

“You already had him inside of you?” I asked her, astonished.

“Yes, I have. Multiple times. Once he rearranges your insides, you will feel the most insane amount of pleasure, that you will think that it is impossible to feel this good.”

Hearing about rearranging my insides, both excited and terrified me. Seeing me like this, James finally spoke up.

“It will be okay, Alie, once you get used to the entire size, you will grow to love it. I promise you that I will go nice and slow,” he said, in a soothing voice.

Hearing him say that, put me at ease a little bit, and with that, he began to roll down my soaked panties. Once my vulva was exposed to the cold of the room, goosebumps started to form on my body. James started to rub his massive cock up and down my vulva; coating it with a fine sheen of my love juices. Then he started to move his angry cock head against my opening. He pushed in just a little, but I flinched and tightened up, not letting him enter.

“It's okay, Alie, I will be right here with you. Just take a big breath and relax,” Ava consoled me.

She reached out and grabbed my hands, and I felt the tenderness within them. Following her advice, I took a deep breath and relaxed my muscles. Seeing this, James moved on ahead and began to push more firmly, and with some effort, he spread open my pussy and slid his cock right in. A low moan escaped my lips, the feeling of having my pussy stretched out was unbelievable. I tightened back up again when James had about a couple of inches inside me, so James' progress was halted. I was about to call this whole thing off, when I felt Ava’s mouth latched onto my erect nipple. The sudden wave of pleasure from Ava’s sucking mouth relaxed me, and I allowed James to slide in even further.

“So big…so full,” I moaned, during his invasion.

He kept on pushing his throbbing cock into my aching snatch, touching nerve endings that I never knew existed. The feeling of Ava’s mouth on my tit was also heavenly. My breasts had been extra sensitive, especially around my nipples. And if James was not already violating my pussy then, I was sure I would have just cum from Ava’s mouth alone. With every inch James pushed into me, the closer I got to cumming. Then out of nowhere, James’s cock head ran into a barrier. James had managed to invade my pussy and was now pressing against my cervix. The feeling of having it bumped by his hot throbbing cock had sent my climax skyward, and what came next was a planet-shattering climax of the ages.

“OH, GOD…SO DEEP, SO DEEP…SO GOOOO…” I yelled out, until Ava decided to muffle my screams with her mouth.

Pinned down by Ava’s mouth and James’ cock, all I could do was thrash around, while every nerve in my body fired off at once, sending me into nirvana. I could feel my pussy clenching onto his cock trying to get more of it into me. By the time I finally came down from my orgasmic high, Ava finally released my lips, and smiled down at me.

“I didn’t know…oh, I didn’t know,” I breathlessly said out loud, completely dumbfounded that sex could feel this good.

“Oh, you have seen nothing yet. You came from him filling your pussy to the brim. Imagine how it would feel when he goes all out,” Ava said to me, now positioned with my head between her legs.

James started to pull himself out of my pussy. The whole time, my pussy would squeeze his cock trying to stop him from leaving. By the time he stopped, only the tip remained inside. My body yearned to be filled again, and as if on command, James began to slip right back in, filling me to completion. He bumped against my cervix, but I only yipped that time. James kept a slow steady pace with his thrusts, but over time he would ramp up the speed. If I hadn’t believed in a place called heaven, I would have become a believer then. He was stirring up my insides, breaking them, and reshaping them to make his cock fit. Moaning and groaning the entire time, as another orgasm was fast approaching, and before I could reach my peak, a wet pussy came into view.

“Alie…You cannot be the only one having fun,” Ava told me, with a pout.

With that, she smothered my face with her dripping cunt. I still had no idea what to do. I felt James start speeding up his thrusting. I guess seeing two hot, naked women going at it, could get him going. He was like a man on a mission, and before I knew it, another planet-shattering orgasm swept through me. I was about to see spots, due to the lack of airflow and my rapid heart rate, when I felt Ava’s pussy rubbing up and down my face.

“Alie, I need to cum. Please eat me, eat my pussy,” Ava said, almost out of desperation.

In my post-orgasmic bliss, I did what I was told and began to eat out Ava’s sweet, tasty peach.

“Oh, Alie, that's it. Right there,” Ava said, as she came.

With James’ cock in my pussy and Ava’s pussy in my mouth, I was in hedonistic heaven. We kept at this for several minutes, with me giving Ava one orgasm and James giving me another two. At this point, James had forgotten the slow, steady pace, and went right to breakneck speed. All the climaxes I had, and the number of pussy juices leaking out of me, made James’ cock slip in and out of me more easily, but I could still feel every single, throbbing inch of it. After giving Ava one more orgasm, she decided she had had enough and moved off my face. As soon as she did that, James dove right in and planted a deep, passionate kiss on my wet lips. Feeling his warm lips on my mouth, I clung to him with everything I had. With his warm mouth, his strong arms, his powerful thighs, and that throbbing cock; James was effectively breaking me down with one powerful thrust after another.

“Oh, Alie, it looks like James is about to cum. He is going at it, and by the looks of it, so are you,” Ava said.

“How do you know that?” I asked her, in between James's trusts.

“This is not the first time I have seen that face, when he is fucking someone,” she said.

“You fucked him already?” I asked, again trying to figure out what was going on.

“Or more like he is the one that doing the fucking. And believe me, when you feel his cum erupting inside of you, you will be on cloud nine.”

“He came inside you, that's dangerous,” I yelled, and tried to think straight.

“Oh I know, but he only came in my mouth, and my poor little ass.”

“Ass!?” I yelled out.

“Oh yes, I let him fuck my ass whenever he wants, but don’t worry, I make sure I am squeaky clean down there, and if I am being honest, it felt out of this world,” Ava said, flashing me a triumphant grin.

I was finding it hard to believe that anyone would willingly let anything go up against their butts, let alone something as big as James’ cock. Thinking about it was driving me wild, and for some reason, a small part of me wondered how it would feel inside my ass. ‘God, what was happening to me. Six months ago, I would have not been in this situation. What does James have that makes women into bumbling bimbo-sluts? What makes him special, to even make me think of him fucking my ass?’

“Ass,” I said, voicing my last thought out loud.

“Yes, Alie, I let him cum inside my ass. After all, his cum is special, and it deserves to be inside us, and if it cannot be in our pussies, then we have to pick up the slack with our mouths and our butts,” Ava explained her reasoning.

‘James’ special cum,’ I thought to myself, still lingering on Ava's testament. Feeling my orgasm building up for the sixth time and probably the most powerful of the night, I still couldn’t get rid of James' special cum comment. James was special for sure, but I could not figure it out. His blood work came out clean, and yet his cum was well above average. Then it hit me like a bolt of lightning. The answer was not in his blood, but in his cum—his cum was what makes us like this. It was his…

“CUUMM!!!” I yelled out loud, experiencing the most powerful orgasm known to womankind.

All the muscles in my body tensed up, and only my head and butt were touching the floor; my eyes were rolling into the back of my head, and my mouth was wide open, a trail of drool dribbling down onto me. Before I lost consciousness, a roar filled the room once again, and James ripped his cock from my spasming snatch and unloaded another ridiculous amount of cum. His sweet, tasty, precious cum marred my skin from my belly button to my face. The pleasure was too much, and before falling into unconsciousness, only one thing ran through my mind, ‘cum.’

I woke up, not on the floor of the media room, but in my bed, naked except for my stockings. Dazed and confused, I tried to gather my bearings, I tried to remember what happened, and how I ended up here. My body felt sore, and a throbbing sensation could be felt deep down in my pussy. Then everything came rushing back into me. The sexy show, then naked on the floor, and James thrusting his cock deep into my pussy, and then cumming so hard that I blacked out from the sheer intensity of it all. I saw a flashing light on the end table next to my bed; using whatever strength I had, I reached for it. It was my hand-terminal and a message appeared on the front of it.

“YOU PASSED OUT AFTER YOU CAME, SO WE BROUGHT YOU BACK TO YOUR ROOM AND TUCK YOU IN. HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD NIGHT SLEEP. SINCERELY, JAMES.”

So, James brought me back to my room, which explained why I was there. Then I remembered something about James’ cum, that could be the answer I was looking for. Then remembering what he did, I felt around my body. I had crusty residue peppered along my torso and face. Scraping some of it off, I realized that it was James’ cum. It still had that strong, earthy scent, but I was too tired to do anything about it. Looking at the clock, I still had several hours until the day shift, so I decided to go back to sleep and regroup in the morning. With a new direction to take, I might be able to solve the mystery of James. And with that, I drifted back to sleep, still smelling James’ scent, but instead of a dreamless night, my dreams were filled with James and that big throbbing cock of his.

Ava

“Wow, Master, you fucked her to unconsciousness,” I said to James, over the unconscious doctor.

“Shhh, don’t be so loud. She is sleeping. Let us gather her things and take her back to her room,” he said to me.

We gathered everything that was the doctor’s and covered her in a blanket. James lifted her up in his arms and carried her to her room. Luckily, we hadn’t run into anyone along the way, and using Aletta’s hand-terminal, we entered her room. This was the first time I’d ever been inside her room. It was nice, clean, and well organized, and had what looked to be a spread of medical documents on her desk. James placed her on her bed, then he began to undress her. The only thing she was wearing was her skirt and her thigh-highs, but James decided to pull off only her skirt. She looked downright sexy sleeping in only thigh-highs, and I was wondering if James did that on purpose; maybe I should consider wearing them, and see how he reacts. If I did, though, it would definitely be the ones Aletta was wearing. They felt that they were made out of silk, and were smooth to the touch. James decided to also leave some of his cum on her face and chest. I asked why he did that, and he said it was so that when she dreams, she would be thinking about what we did that night. Hearing that made my body shudder as I loved it when he was being naughty. James left a message for her, information about why she ended up there; I left her clothes in a neat pile next to the bed, and her glasses on the nightstand. Once everything was in place, we quickly made our way to exit and left.

We made our way down the passageway heading towards my room.

“What now, Master? Since you slept with Aletta, who will be next?” I asked him, trying to see what his plans were.

“Well for Aletta, I figured we will wait and see, try not to overwhelm her with everything that happened. As for the rest of the crew, I am going to need a look in your special toy chest of yours,” he said, with a grin.

We got to my room, and I brought out my secret stash of sex toys. He was looking through it, with a fine-tooth comb, lifting everything out. For some items, it looked like he knew them, but some he picked up with a confused look on his face. I tried to explain to him what some of the items were. It felt weird showing all of this to him, like I was showing him a part of my soul, but he did not once criticize or judge me for my proclivities. Then he found something that piqued his interest, and he raised it up. It was a black leather strap with a silver ring attached to the front of it. I knew it was a slave collar, something I would have a lover wear to show who was in charge, but I never once wore it.

“Is that for me, Master?” I asked him, hoping he would use it on me.

“Unfortunately no, but this and a few other things will come in handy for someone else,” he told me. Seeing my disappointment he addressed the issue. “You wanted me to put this on you, didn't you?” he asked, and I only nodded to his answer.

“Well, if I am going to collar my willing slave then I need to make the collar special, not this generic-looking thing. Luckily, Emma has been teaching me how to work the replicator. me some time and I will make one custom-made for you,” he said, and I almost jumped into his arms from the wave of happiness I was feeling towards him.

“Besides, I have something else for you to do, and this time it will involve Grace. Let’s go to my room, so I can give you something and explain my plan.”

We made quick work of heading to James' room, where he explained to me what I am supposed to do with my dear friend, Gracey. Hearing about it made me doubt his plan, but if tonight was any indication, then I should listen to James' plans. He handed me a small data core, and he sent me on my way, only I didn’t leave.

“What are you still doing here?” he asked me.

“Well, Master, I said that I will be sleeping in your bed as much as I possibly can, and besides, with what you did to the doctor tonight, and hearing your plans for Gracey has gotten me all hot and bothered,” I said to him.

I peeled off my shirt, and lowered down my panties; leaning against the bed, I stuck my ass directly in front of him. While facedown, I placed a hand on each ass cheek and spread them, showing him that I was more than ready for his cock.

“Please, Master, take me however you want, just please fuck me,” I pleaded, with a voice full of lust.

And with that, James got up from his desk and headed towards me, a tent already having formed in his shorts, showing that he was ready to fuck me into oblivion—and oblivion was where he sent me over and over again.

Chapter 19

Emma

“Damn, don’t I look good,” speaking out loud to myself, while looking in the display mirror.

Ever since making a copy of James’ media drive, I had been watching it non-stop. Some were bad, some were good, and some just required that you had to love. My particular favorites were when animal people, or what they are normally called, demi-humans, would show up. I found it so cute and cool to have animal ears, and tails, and some of them were the most powerful characters in the show, like that raccoon girl from the first anime show I had ever seen. In fact, I liked them so much, that I decided to do something called, cosplaying. For starters, I made myself a pair of thigh-high socks, the reason being, that it was a common thing that most girls wore in the shows. I was hesitant at first, but after trying on the first pair, I fell in love with them. They were colorful and soft to the touch, they really helped keep my legs warm, especially in my cold room. The other bonus was that they made my legs look sexy, on my otherwise-unremarkable body. So after that, I decided to make a few more pairs, a black and white set that had bands of the opposite color around my upper thighs, and two striped-pattern socks, one that was black and white, and the other a light-blue and white pattern. I was wearing the blue and white pair because I liked the color, and as a bonus, this pair had a cat-paw pattern on the sole. The next thing I made was a pair of white cat ears. They had a soft white fur coat on the edges, with pink felt in lining, to make it look like a real ear. The headband had special clips, that allowed you to attach it to your hair, for a better fit, and after some hair manipulation, and strategic placing, it looked like I had genuine cat ears growing out of my head, and not some fake prop. It felt lightweight and after some head flipping, the ears did not budge or felt painful to wear.

Liking the whole cat look, I decided to replicate a pair of cat paws for my hands, and a cat's tail. To complete the outfit, I deceived myself to go with a schoolgirl's uniform from the show. It was basic, but it complimented my cat-like appearance. It had a light-gray-plaid pattern skirt that only reached my upper thighs, but with my new socks, I never felt cold. For the top half, it was a simple, white blouse, crop-top with a tie, that had the same plaid pattern as the skirt. Doing a little pirouette in the mirror, I could see my skirt rising to catch a glimpse of panties, the same pattern, and design as my socks. The only thing missing was the tail, and I had no idea how to put it on. It was a long, white tail, matching it with my ears and paws, but it had a metal plug-shaped object at one end. Well, I did know where it was supposed to go, but I didn’t know if I wanted to do it. While watching one of James’ shows, I came across a video clip where a blonde woman would have sex with a man, while wearing a cat-girl outfit. Her tail did not have the same end as mine, but I was pretty sure they did the same thing. I was debating whether or not I should do it, but for the sake of the outfit, I went for it. Grabbing the tail, and making sure the metal end was clean, I bent forward slightly and moved my panties to the side. Then with one deep breath, I started pushing the metal tip into my asshole. It was hard at first, but after some slobbering with my spit on the metal piece, it slipped right on into my sensitive backside. It was a weird sensation, pushing something into my ass instead of out, but once the initial discomfort passed, the tail was now in place. It was then, that I realized that the metal plug was designed so that the tail would not easily come out unless you gave it a good firm tug. With that done, and moving my panties into a more comfortable position, my cat-girl cosplay outfit was complete.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I finally saw how my tail looked. It hung well past my knees, but due to how they distributed the weight of it, every time I moved, the tail would sway in such a way that it would look like the real-life thing. I must admit that it was a little disconcerting to feel the metal plug move around inside me, but after a while, it started to feel good. It got to the point where I would be making fast movements, just to really see my tail fly. Once everything was complete, it was time to set my other plan in motion. While yes, I dress up like that because I like the way it looks, the other reason was for James.

Ever since we watched him in the med bay with the ‘Ice Queen’; Ava and Grace had us stop using the hidden camera network to spy on James. It took some doing, but I managed to break into the hidden camera system. What I saw shocked and surprised me. James had been a busy man, and apparently, he got lucky one night in the media room. I was not too upset that he slept with Ava, since she was always nice to me, but I would not stand that he would fuck the ‘Ice Queen’, I was not going to let her show me up. I figured that James didn’t want any of this to get out to the Captain, so using the video footage, I would ‘persuade’ him into doing a few things with me. It might have seemed underhanded, but I would show that you don’t need big titties to have a good time. With everything at hand, I slipped into my jumpsuit, making sure my tail wouldn’t get caught, and headed to my workshop where I would be waiting for James to show up for our scheduled robot discussion.

James

Freshly showered after my training session with Sasha, I headed back to my room. I must admit, I was starting to love our BDSM sessions, but it all had to come to an end, which was a shame because it seemed like she was starting to love it. Especially when I ended the training sessions with me cumming all over her face, marking her as my bitch. A deal was a deal, though, and our week was up. My time with the good doctor was also interesting, ever since that night's escapades with Ava. She stopped making eye contact with me whatsoever, pretty much ignored me through our usual check-up, and made me rush in to give her my sperm sample. She did have an odd look when I handed her the specimen jar, but I never got the chance to ask her anything. I figured she was still trying to come to terms with what happened in the media room, so I let her have her space.

Rounding the corner, I unexpectedly ran into the captain and she was looking mighty excited to see me.

“Hello James, by any chance do you have a minute or two?” she asked, while keeping her hands hidden.

“Ah, sure. If you don’t mind me asking, what was this about?” I asked her.

“You will find out soon enough,” she said, with a mischievous smile, “please follow me to your room.”

We made it through the passageway back to my room. I managed to catch a glimpse of what she was carrying and saw it was a small leather bag, but she still tried to keep it out of my sight. We managed to enter my room, and from there she pulled out the chair from my desk.

“Please have a seat,” she gestured toward the chair. Following her instruction, I sat down on the chair. Then she proceeded to go to my bed and grab the sheet.

“I will need to borrow this,” she said. And with that, she brought the sheet over to me and proceeded to wrap me up in it, only leaving my head exposed.

“There, now hold still, and don’t worry about the sheet, I will go and fetch you a new clean set after we are done here.”

“What are you doing, Captain?” I asked, as she opened up the bag she was carrying.

“What does it look like, I am going to cut your hair, and please like I said, when we are alone, please call me Elizabeth, better yet, call me Liz instead,” she said, as she brought out a pair of scissors and a comb.

“Okay, Liz… but you really don't have to do this,” I said to her,

“Nonsense, I don’t mind; besides, you are looking a little wild,” she said. “I have been studying up on how to cut hair, but I must admit, it was mainly on how to cut women's hair. But, I figured I could try and clean it up a bit and not have it look so messy,” she said, as she stepped behind me.

She proceeded to take small cuts, making sure everything looked square. Throughout this time, we made small talk. She would ask how my time was on the ship and with its crew, and I would ask her how her duties were going. It was nice talking to her again, and when she was done cutting the top of my head, she excused herself and told me to wait where I was at. She was only gone for a few minutes, but when she returned she brought back a bowl of what appeared to be warm water and a small hand towel.

“What do you have planned?” I asked, after she placed the bowl on the table.

“I am going to shave you,” she said, as she wet the small hand towel in the water.

She began to lightly scrub my face with the warm towel. Looking up at her, I got a better look at her beautiful face. She had her crimson-red hair tied up in a ponytail, so that she could keep it out of the way. In doing so, I got an unobstructed view of her face. If I had any doubts that she was beautiful, they had all been laid to rest. Her face was perfectly symmetrical with nice firm cheeks, and nice puffy lips, that you would want to kiss forever, but none of that compared to her lovely eyes.”

“Beautiful,” I said, absentmindedly.

“What?” she asked, as I realized my mistake in speaking my thoughts aloud.

“Your eyes are beautiful,” I said to her.

Hearing that, made her cheeks blush a cute shade of pink. “Well, thank you for the compliment, but they are all not that special,” she replied.

“Nonsense. They are true beauties. You have a beautiful shade of blue eyes, that are as pretty as the sea, and if you look closer, you have small flakes of green around your irises that all but add more color and depth to them. Your eyes are truly spectacular, if anything else, they make your beautiful face, even more so.”

Her face grew even redder, but instead of saying anything, she continued with the shaving progress. She brought out a small can of shaving cream and began to apply some of it onto my face. It smelled like cherry blossoms, and upon seeing me sniffing the shaving cream, she decided to fill me in.

“This is my personal shaving cream, I love it for the way it smells, plus it is great on sensitive skin and has a lotion built into it, that way you do not get those pesky razor burns when you are done, and it leaves my skin feel silky smooth to the touch,” she informed me.

With that, she pulled out what I assumed to be her razor and began to shave my face. She was slow and tentative, making sure she got every inch of my face. It was difficult for a while, due to the long length of my beard, but she managed to get it all. Once that was done, she washed my face with the warm towel, and with that, she was finished.

“There, all done,” she said, admiring her work.

She brought out her hand terminal and brought out the camera feature, and set it up as a makeshift mirror. She showed me her handiwork; I must admit she did a pretty good job, my once-unkempt hair was now neat and trimmed, and with the beard gone, I could see my strong jawline. I felt my face, and it was smooth to the touch.

“Do you like it?” she asked.

“Yeah, you did a pretty good job. Much better than the in-house people at the GFC,” I told her, still admiring her handiwork.

“Oh please, you are too kind,” she said modestly, but still had that beaming smile.

“No, it looks pretty damn good. They would normally just use a trimmer to do all the cutting, so it always looks so blam,” I said to her.

“They don’t style it for you, or make it just the way you wanted?” she asked.

But all I did was tell her no. “They felt like it was a waste of time, so they opted for us to get all the same haircuts, and shave all the necessary areas.”

She seemed like she was going to ask about something else, but she decided not to and began to pack up. Realizing that this might be a golden opportunity, I decided to push the envelope on our little budding relationship.

“Ah, Liz, this might seem a little strange, but remember I said that they shave certain areas on us?”

She nodded to my question.

“Well, they also shave a certain area, as well,” I mentioned to her, vaguely hinting at where the curtain area was.

Her eyes went wide, and her cheeks seemed to be almost as red as her hair, “Oh… ah…ahh…do they do that for you?” she asked, a little flabbergasted.

I nodded, “Yes, they shave us for hygiene safety, and it makes examination easier when there is nothing in the way,” I explained to her.

The last part wasn't a lie, and I figured that if it was for medical reasons, then she might be persuaded to give me a close shave, and to be honest, it was starting to get itchy down there.

“Are you sure you can’t do it by yourself; I mean, it is not entirely difficult,” she said.

“I might be able to, but I never once did it myself, so I do not know if I can perform it without cutting myself,” I told her, trying very lightly to convince her to shave my balls.

She just stood there for several minutes, debating whether or not she should be doing something like this. Looking at the shaving cream in her hand, she finally came to the decision and agreed that she would help me with my issue. She directed me to spread my legs while still in the chair. She asked me to move the bed sheet out of the way and to remove my underwear and shorts, while she prepared for her next task. When she finally turned around, she got an eyeful of my dick; luckily, I managed to keep it from getting erect. She did the same thing for my cock, and balls, as she did for my beard. She was having a tough time getting every single square inch, trying her best to avoid touching my cock. Realizing it was futile, she finally took the plunge and grabbed it. She got onto her knees and held it for a few minutes, for the purpose, I was assuming, was examining it. Once her curiosity was satisfied, she began to apply the shaving cream all over it. It felt great when she started stroking my cock, making sure all the shaving cream was thoroughly applied, but she ended short of completion. Grabbing the razor, she was about to start the procedure, but she stopped to say something.

“Okay, I am pretty sure how to do this, but just to be sure, if you start to feel any pain, let me know right away,” she told me, and with that, she began taking long, smooth passes with the razor.

She was very gentle and took great care of my groin area. She started with my mound, but then she made her way to the base of my cock. Due to the size of it, she had to move it out of the way to get all the stubble. It felt great feeling her soft hands gently handling my cock. Because it felt so great, though, blood started flowing into it. Seeing what was happening, I told her what was going on was completely natural; hoping she wouldn’t freak out, and cause an accident. Taking me at my word, Liz resumed her shaving, and with my cock standing proud and erect, it made things easier.

“Wow, Sasha was right. It is big,” she whispered, just loud enough for me to hear.

“What?” I asked.

Noticing that I heard her previous comment, she blushed, before speaking up, “Sasha told me about your…” she said, gesturing to my package, “that you were large down here.”

“Do you and Sasha tell each other everything?” I asked her.

“Well, of course, she is my XO, and I need to know everything that happens on this ship,” she said, still having a hard time keeping her eyes off my cock, as an earthy smell started to fill her nostrils.

“Really, and I thought it was because you were best friends, and don’t best friends tell each other everything,” I said, using some of the information Sasha had provided me.

“How did you know we were best friends?” she asked, finally looking me in the eyes.

“Well we don’t just workout in the gym, I would say we've become pretty good friends over the weeks,” I said.

“Oh, are you planning to steal my friend from me?” she said, while being distracted she had not once let go of my cock.

“Oh no, even I could tell that the bond you share is unbreakable. And by the way, she talks about you a lot. She tells me that you are a wonderful person, who cares about her crew, and would do what's necessary for them. Like right now.” I said, while looking down at my cock. Realizing what I meant, she was flabbergasted, but she thanked me and resumed her shaving.

Looking down at her in this position, was turning me on. With her on her knees, servicing my cock like a little love slave, it was a pretty sight to see. Since I knew that I still couldn't do anything to her, at least, not yet; as she was the captain of the ship, and the last person I would want to fuck anything up with, and if I wanted to be honest, I was starting to like her. She was having a hard time, at first, when it came to my ball sack, but after explaining a few things to her, she resumed the shaving. By the time it was done, all the hair around my groin area was completely gone. She finished up by washing the residue with a warm washcloth, which felt good on my aching cock. Then she dried it off, leaving me dry and fresh.

I admired her handiwork, and just like my face, it was smooth to the touch, and soft, too. I had to say I liked her shaving cream, and I wondered if all of her body felt just as soft and smooth. Then I thought about her pussy, and wondered how it would feel in my hands, or if I could taste the cherry blossoms off her skin.

Lost in thought, I did hear Liz asking me if that was all. Realizing my blunder, I said yes, and thanked her for the haircut and the close shave. She said it was no problem, and that if I needed another trim, then she would be more than happy to help, but she did kind of hint that she might do the whole shaving experience on me again—still trying to hide those rosy-colored cheeks from me. After saying our goodbyes, she got all of her stuff and readied to leave, but before she did, I asked her when was her next night shift. She said that I didn’t have to join her, but I insisted, seeing if I could repay the favor for cutting my hair. After thinking it over, she accepted my request and told me about her next night shift, which was a few days away. With everything said and done, she left the room, but now I had another problem, my cock was still hard as steel. The worst part yet was lunchtime was upon us, so figuring that I had no time to spare, I just tucked it away and figured I could get Ava to relieve my stress.

Chapter 20

Emma

While everyone was sitting down and having lunch, they were commenting on James' new look, which apparently the captain helped do, and apparently, some of them were wondering if she could help out with their hair, as well. It did look good on him, but I must confess that I kind of missed the messy, wolf-style look that James had. Speaking of the scruffy wolf, that tail that was currently stuffed into my jumpsuit was tickling me, every chance it got. It made looking normal a little more difficult, but having my insides stimulated made it all worth it. I began to realize why women would wear something like this; the feeling of being naughty while trying to hide it was a great sexual thrill that I just couldn't seem to get enough of.

As everyone was finishing eating, I sent James a private message on my hand-terminal to invite him over to my workshop, on the ruse that I had an idea on the servo integration for more flowing movement in his limb design. It was not entirely a lie, but I couldn't let James catch on to my plan. I was getting nervous about all of it, but at the same time, I couldn't wait to spring my trap on him. I had spent so much time coming up with every scenario, setting up my workspace with the video file, having my entire cat outfit ready, and some basic restraints so that he wouldn't overpower me. All in all, everything was ready, and to me, it felt like I was the cat about to eat the canary, and James was to be my little canary.

As soon we were dismissed from lunch, I made a beeline to my workshop, just triple-checking everything was set. With everything in place, all I had to do was wait for James, which didn’t take that long, because not even five minutes later, he walked right in the door.

“Hey, Emie, you said you came up with something.”

“Yes, I did. Why don’t you take a seat over there and I will show you what I have,” I told him, pointing to the chair I placed right in front of the monitor.

As he sat down, I queued up the video footage from the media room. James had a perplexed look on his face, and he asked what was going on.

“James you have been a naughty boy,” I said to him, already getting into character. “Imagine my surprise, when I saw this on video and I found out I wasn’t the only one you’ve been fooling around with,'' I said, while I fast-forwarded to the part where Ava and the ‘Ice Queen’ were going at it.

I let James watch a little bit of the video, while I changed out of my jumpsuit, and put on the finishing touches.

“Where did you get this?” he asked, still rooted to his chair.

“First thing’s, first. Do as I say, and I promise I will not show this footage to the Captain or the XO, especially of how you two were getting all chummy over these past few weeks.”

He just sat there for a while, looking at the homemade porno. Finally making up his mind, he agreed to do what I asked. With that, I instructed him to place his hands by the side of the chair, where I attached some thick nylon rope to the underside of it. I lashed them to his wrist. The reason for taking this precaution was because I didn't want James to jump on me, or make a move without my say-so. Keeping him restrained, especially for a man of his size, was in my best interest. Luckily, James did so, with little to no fight from him, as he realized that I had all the power right now.

James

“Okay, I agreed to your terms, and now you have my hands tied. How did you get that footage, and why are you dressed like that?” I asked, as she finally came into view, ditching her jumpsuit and now in what appeared to be a full, naughty cat-girl cosplay outfit, tail and all.

“All in due time, James. All in due time,” Emma said, as she took one last spin around the room, to make sure everything was secure.

“To answer your first question about your homemade sex tape; a while back, Grace bumped into you during your first examination, and she saw what you were packing down there. She told me and Ava about it, but we did not believe her, so to verify what she said was true, we came up with a plan to have hidden cameras around the ship to find out if you were big or not. It took some time, but we finally found out in med bay during your first check-up with the ‘Ice Queen’, Dr. Blake, or is it ‘Alie’ now, since you two are on a cute-nickname basis?” That last part, she had put a little venom into Alie’s name.

“Anyway, we saw what you did to her, but after that, Grace and Ava kinda shut down the whole hidden surveillance network. You see, I had to know what you were doing and I knew the cameras were still there because I was the one who installed them. I managed to hack into the network fields, and lo and behold, you fucked the cook and the doctor at the same time. I tried to see if you guys had done this before, but the network was not meant to record for more than two days, but I assume that you guys have been doing this for a while,” I explained to him.

“Really, you guys have been spying on me,” I said, feigning shock, and luckily, Emma didn’t catch on. I already knew about the hidden cameras, but Ava said that only Grace had access; well, I guess she was wrong.

“Spying, no,” she said, waving her hand, “I have only had access for a couple of days now, and I only have access to a few of the cameras, like the med bay, and, of course, the media room.” Breathing a sigh of relief because it seemed like she hadn’t gotten the ones in the gym, which meant she did not know about Sasha.

“What about Ava and Grace, have they been spying on me, as well?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

“As for Ava, I would assume not since she is having the real thing, but you never know, and as for Grace, that is up for debate. She acts all shy, but I believe she has a naughty streak in her. Do you know how I know?” she asked, while leaning in. “The camera’s log activity, and while I cannot see the footage, I can tell she has been watching.”

I knew all of this thanks to Kora, and it seemed this might play out in my favor, if I played along as a helpless person caught in her trap. The video was still playing in the background, but all of my attention was entirely on Emma and her outfit. She was wearing a schoolgirl uniform that definitely would not be allowed in any decent school in the universe, but that was not the kicker. What she added to it was the whole cat-girl theme, with the cat ears, cat paws on her hands, and even a tail. I must admit, she was pulling it off. Seeing me look at her, she decided to comment on me admiring her outfit.

“You like? I got the idea from your shows.”

“Shows?” I asked confusingly.

“Yes,” she said, being a little embarrassed for the first time since this all started.

“You see, you left your media drive hooked up to the display monitor. I was going to give it back to you, but before I did, I made a copy of some of your shows. From then on, I watched every single one of them that I got my hands on, and well,” she paused, acting all bashful, “I really like the whole demi-human look, and well, as you see, I made my own cosplay outfit. Do you like it?” she said, doing a twirl.

“Yeah, you look pretty good, how did you make it?” I asked.

She began to explain how she used the replicator to fabricate her whole wardrobe. She also explained how she could alter the curtain cloth to add very basic details, like how her thigh-high socks had a cat's paw on the soles of her feet. She described where if the replicator did not have the object or clothing on file, then all you had to do was place an already-completed object in the scanner. Once fully scanned, then the replicator could replicate them in any shape, color, or design you wanted. Hearing all of that gave me some new ideas, but first, I had to flip the tables on poor, unsuspecting Emma.

“So with that all out of the way, I bet you are also wondering what I have in store for you,” she said. I nodded my response and she continued explaining.

“Well since you decided to have some fun with the cook, and the doctor, I figured I should join in on the fun, hence why you are here,” she said, grabbing my cock.

“That's why I made this outfit,” she said, with a bit of mirth, “I know I do not have the looks like Ava, or the tits of the ‘Ice Queen’, but what I do have is my mind, and I have lots of it.”

“Is that what this is really about, Emie? You know you are beautiful, just as beautiful as anyone else in this crew,” I told her, but she seemed to not buy it.

“Yeah, well, I refuse to be left out of the fun,” she said, with a bit of anger.

She got to her knees and then proceeded to crawl on all fours like a cat in heat. I didn't know how she had made that tail, but every time she moved, the tail would sway back and forth like a real cat. She made it to my legs and told me to spread them. Still going along with her demands, I spread them wide and she proceeded to move even a little closer until she was face to face with my groin. Seeing that look of want and desire, had gotten my cock throbbing with need, begging to be released, and have my way with this cheeky cat. I could have gone right then and just taken her; as I had managed to undo the restraints from my wrists while she wasn’t even looking, but all good things come to those who wait. She managed to get my cock out of its confinement, and as usual, she was intimidated by its presence.

“You know ever since I saw this thing, it always surprises me how big it is,” she said, while grasping my cock. “I mean look at it, not even both of my hands could wrap around this behemoth.”

She began to stroke my cock with her dainty little hands, and boy did it feel good. Looking down at her, she did look like a cat, especially when her tail was waving in the air. Seeing the small trail of pre-cum leaking from my cock, I saw Emma licking her lips; I wished she could get this over with. And, as if she was reading my mind, she dove right in and began sucking it. It was no joke on how good she felt; she may not be as experienced as Ava or Alie, but what she lacked in skill, she made up for in enthusiasm. I was getting so close, but before I could blow my load, Emma loosened her grip on my cock and decided to speak to me once again.

“You know the thing you have is quite something. It goes from soft to hard, in a matter of seconds, and grows to this ridiculous length. Not only that, it produces a clear liquid that has a strong smell, yet, it tastes sweet. I must admit, that the first time I took this thing into my mouth, I panicked afterward, but now I want to experience everything that the others already had,” she told me, with fierce determination.

She stood once again and began to wiggle herself out of her panties and decided to make a show of it. She swayed her hips back and forth, all the while her tail would do the same. As she lowered her panties, I got a glimpse of her breasts through the unbuttoned buttons of her blouse. Even though they were not as big as Ava’s, they were nice and perky, just waiting to be sucked on. Once she got them all the way down, she used her foot and flicked them to my face, all the while having this look of mischievousness.

“I hope you like what you see. Now it’s time for the main event,” she said, but this time, with a little apprehension in her voice.

She slowly got on top and straddled my legs, trapping my cock between our stomachs. She began to slowly grind her bare pussy lips against the base of my cock. She felt just as soft as the others, and I wondered if every woman used the same shaving cream as Liz. Despite the fear she had within her eyes, I could still feel her arousal through her dripping wet pussy. Figuring that it was time, she began to raise herself up to reach my cock. Because of the height difference, she had to be practically standing, to get my cock into her dripping pussy.

Before she could take the final plunge, I spoke up to her, “Are you sure about this, you do not have to do this.”

“I know what I am doing,” said, and before she could change her mind, she took the final plunge and shoved my cock into her pussy.

Letting out a scream, she clung to me for dear life; she only managed to take only a couple of inches inward, but her forced entry caused her tremendous pain. She tried to move around, but before she did any more harm to herself, I reached out with my freed hands and grabbed onto her hips, stopping her from moving.

“Are you okay?” I asked her in a concerned voice.

She took a few minutes, but she finally spoke up, “Yeah, I just didn’t figure it would hurt that much.”

“First times can be painful at first, especially for a cock my size, just sit there and let your pussy get used to it,” I explained to her.

She nodded to my response and she just sat there, still impaled on my cock. Managing to relax, I loosened my grip on her hips, and she slowly inched her way down my cock. She felt good though, she was tighter than all the other women combined. Once she had about half my cock deep inside her pussy, I halted the progress.

“How are you doing?” I asked her.

“Better, the pain is still there, but it's not as intense as it was in the beginning.”

“Don’t worry, once we start, the pain will fade and only pleasure will remain,” I told her.

With that, I tightened my grip around her ass, sensing that Emma finally spoke up about my freed hands.

“How did you free your hands?” she finally asked me.

I chuckled at her and then I said, “A word of advice, if you plan to tie someone up, don't use a square knot.”

With all that said and done, I used my strength and began to lift her. She let out a low guttural moan, then as slowly as I could, I began to lower her down. I still couldn't get past how incredibly tight she was. It was like her cunt was in a vice grip, and it was refusing to let me go. I kept up this slow agonizing pace for quite some time, and the song of moaning and groaning had only increased from my cute little Emiecat. Then out of nowhere, she clenched onto me for dear life, and she started trembling on my cock, which in turn caused her to sink a little further down.

Once she calmed down from the initial shock of what I assumed to be her first climax, she finally looked up at me with dreamy eyes, “That was incredible, I had no idea what happened, but it was like my entire body tensed up, and then sparks went flying everywhere. That felt good,” she moaned, as she basked in the afterglow.

I chuckled at her inexperience and I explained things to her, “That, my sweet Emie was an orgasm you’ve just experienced. That’s what happens when a person is stimulated with immense pleasure, a big wave comes in and just makes you feel really good.”

“Did you make all the girls feel like this? Like Ava, and the ‘Ice Queen’?” she asked, still trying to calm down.

“Yes, and usually more than one, and by the way, she does have a name, it's Aletta,” I told her.

“I know, but until she stops being bitch, I might call her by her real name,” she shot back.

Figuring that this was the best time to flip the tables on her, I reached under her legs and had a firm grasp on her tight little ass. In doing so, I felt that her tail was not attached to her outfit, but was directly connected to her ass. With that in mind, I made sure I had a firm grip on her and stood straight up with her still impaled on my cock. She let out a large squeal, and held onto me even tighter.

“What are you doing?” she asked, a little afraid.

“Well, since you were being cheeky for blackmailing me into fucking you, and now you are bad-mouthing Alie, I figured that my little Emicat is misbehaving and deserves to be punished,” I said to her, with a sinister grin. She had this look of fear on her face, but I ignored it, and besides after her fifth or sixth orgasm, she wouldn’t even care that I was brutally destroying her tight, little cunt. With my hands firmly planted on her ass, I began lifting her up and down on my cock, using her as my personal masturbating toy.

Emma

‘Oh god, what is he doing to me!’ I screamed in my mind. To think after that first orgasm as James put it, that it would be over, but then he decided to hoist me up in the air and then decided to thrust me up and down on his big hard throbbing cock like I was his fuck-toy. Then out of nowhere, a wave of ecstasy twice as large as the first one swept through me; causing my body to spasm violently.

“OH GOD PLEASE HELP ME!” I shouted out loud.

Once coming down from that euphoric high, I realized that even though I was on cloud nine, James was still using me for his gratification, and just like last time, another intense wave swept through me once again.

“My, my, two in a row, someone must be pretty excited,” James said to me.

“Please stop, it’s too much. It’s too much,” I pleaded, trying to catch my breath.

“Oh no, we have only just begun. You have been a bad pussy, and you need to be punished,” he said to me, with those lust-filled eyes of his. “From now on, you are my Emicat, and you will do as I say, and trust me; by the time we are done, you will be begging me for more.”

He lowered me to my feet, and then he proceeded to strip me out of my clothes. Still self-conscious about my breasts, I was going to cover them, but James stopped me with his hands.

“Oh, no you don't, I want to see your body, and I want to taste you,” he said to me.

He then leaned down, while pulling me in closer. While having me on my tiptoes, he began to devour my poor breasts. He began sucking and nibbling on my nipples; all the while he was groaning like a crazed animal. Groaning caused vibrations to be felt through my body. I must admit it did feel good having my breasts serviced like that, and almost out of instinct, I reached out and pulled his head further into my chest. Looking up at me from my breast, he had my nipple between his teeth. He began to lean back pulling my nipple with him. I let out a guttural moan, and just before it felt like he was about to rip it off, he let go and my nipple snapped back into place. A wave of ecstasy swept through me.

“I like playing with your tits, but now it's time to taste your little peach,” he said to me.

I thought he was going to get onto his knees, but instead, he lifted me with tremendous ease and placed my legs around his shoulders. Scared for my life, I grabbed onto his head hoping that I wouldn't fall. He ate my snatch with renewed vigor, and now I was glad that he shaved his beard because it felt good rubbing my thighs against his smooth clean skin. James kept me on edge the entire time, until another wave of pleasure boiled over and a third climax rocked through my body. James just kept on drinking; making sure all of my love juices kept entering his mouth. Once my pussy was getting too sensitive, I begged James to stop, and after some light head-smacking, he relented and lowered me down to the ground.

“Thank you, James, that was wonderful,” I said to him. I was about to leave, but James reached out for my arm.

“Oh, we are not done here, my Emiecat, and besides, I am curious about this tail of yours,” he said, as he grabbed it. He gave it a firm pull, and a low moan escaped my lips.

“My, I didn’t think you would be that kinky. Having a tail that is attached to your ass,” he said, with an amused smirk.

“Well I wanted to complete the cat-girl look, and well this tail was on file for some reason,” I said.

“Well you certainly complete the whole cat-girl look for sure, and I must say I like the tail, you should wear it more often,” he remarked, which only made me blush. “Now it is time for some more fun,” he said, looking down at me with those predatory eyes of his.

“MORE!” I gasped, in complete surprise.

“Yes, more. If you haven’t noticed yet, I still haven’t cum. And like I said, you are now my Emiecat, which means you are now mine,” he stated, with all seriousness.

Seeing that look in his eyes, all I could do was nod. He had me bend over my workstation, and due to the height of it, only the tips of my toes touched the ground. Then with tremendous ease, he plunged his cock into my snatch and mercilessly pounded me into submission. The wave of pleasure from his cock was unlike anything I had felt before. If the other girls felt this way every time James fucked them, then I could not judge them, because this was truly heaven.

“You know I love this outfit of yours, especially your blue-striped thigh-high socks. You are truly a cat-girl, Emie, and since you are one, I want you to ‘meow’ for me,” he demanded.

I looked over at him and contemplated my current predicament. This was supposed to be my plan, I was supposed to be the one in control. The cat that ate the canary, but yet here I was bent over my work table, while James pounded into me from behind like a common dog. I had lost all control of the situation. I was not the cat about to eat the canary; I was the cat that had wandered into the wolf's den and was about to get devoured. Thinking about wolves brought me back to Legoshi and how big and strong he was. James was my Legoshi and he was taking control of everything. I never had control, and at this point, I didn't think I wanted it. I was getting the most intense pleasure of a lifetime, and all I had to do was let James devour me in to his lustful urges. Let me be a part of his girls, and do what he demanded of me. With all the strength I could muster.

“PLEASE, JAMES, MEOW… FUCK ME, MEOW… FUCK ME UNTIL I CAN'T STAND NO MORE MEOW…” I yelled out loud.

Hearing me say that, sent him into overdrive. He pounded me without remorse and the pleasure skyrocketed to an all-time high.

It was so intense, that at one point, my thoughts became all jumbled and I absentmindedly blurted out, “FUCK ME, LEGOSHI!”

He seemed to not notice and he continued with his onslaught. By then, he had pretty much stuffed most of his cock into my poor, stretched-out pussy and seemed to be hitting deep inside me. The whole time, I yelled out ‘meow’ after every few grunts until the big one hit.

“MEOW… I'M CUMMING, MEOW… SO DEEP, MEOW… IT'S CUMMING, MEEOOOW!” I screamed, drawing out the last word until I had no breath.

James was not finished after that last orgasm because, after every few minutes, he would have me change positions. One was having me on my back, and another was me back on the chair riding him. But things didn’t get interesting until he had me on my forearms upside down with my legs in the air, while he pile-drove me with his monstrous cock, really rearranging my insides. I was in a state of perpetual pleasure, and after the ninth orgasm, I decided to stop counting.

By the time he was nearing his end, he had me in an almost doggie-style position with his arms wrapped around me, but he had me lifted off the ground and impaled me onto his cock. With his tremendous strength, he went to town on my already-sore pussy, all the while, I was in mid-air and could not do a thing about it. I felt him losing control and before he could drop me, he placed me on top of my workbench and proceeded to pull out his throbbing cock. My pussy was having a hard time letting go, but eventually, he freed himself.

I thought he was just going to cover me with his cum, as he did with Ava and the ‘Ice Queen’, but I was wrong. James grabbed onto the base of my tail and firmly pulled it out. The sudden extraction caused another toe-curling orgasm to rip through me. So consumed with it, that I didn’t feel James's cock press up against my rectum. Then that animalistic roar that I knew so well from his videos, he began to flood my bowels with his scalding-hot cum, and just like that, another orgasm crashed right through me. By the time James was done, I was a panting, drooling mess, with an asshole full of his warm, sticky cum. To make matters worse, James decided to shove the plug end of the cat's tail back into my ass, sealing it with all of his cum still inside.

“I can't let you start leaking all of my cum onto your nice, clean workspace, now can I,” he said to me, with that smirking grin of his.

Once he calmed down a bit, he asked me if I could show him how I altered my clothes, as I had done to my thigh-high socks with the cat's paw. I agreed, but mostly because my mind was still swimming in ecstasy. I asked him to meet me at my desk terminal. He proceeded to head over to my desk, but he stopped as he noticed my problem. While trying to stand on my own, my legs gave out under my weight and I collapsed onto the floor. Feeling shocked and embarrassed, I asked James to help me to the chair because it seemed all of my strength was zapped out of me. He took pity on me and lifted me off the ground. With me in hand, he carried me to my desk terminal, but instead of placing me on the chair first, he sat down and then lowered me onto his naked lap.

“What are you doing?” I asked him.

“Well, asI said, you are my Emiecat, and cats sit on their owner's lap, so here we are,” he said, with a little chuckle to his voice.

Hearing him calling me his Emiecat sent a blushing smile to my cheeks. I tried to convince him to let me off, but he would have none of it. Relenting, I settled into his lap, and I had to admit, it kind of felt nice. I spent the next thirty minutes showing him how I altered my editing program. He was catching on real quick to how to alter objects, and how to make a clothing option fit the right person. It was a neat little trick so that if your body changed, then all you would have to do is update the person's body profile and the software would make the necessary adjustments to make it feel like the clothes were meant for them; just like my sock, which I would probably wear from then on.

Then out of nowhere, James asked me a question. “So, where did you learn about Legoshi, the big bad wolf?” he asked.

Blushing that he heard me, I spoke up, “You heard that?” I asked shyly.

He nodded to my response and asked again where I knew him.

“Well, remember when I said I copied your media drive.” He nodded, and so I continued, “Well turns out one of the shows was ‘Beastars’ and I kinda liked it. It had great artistic quality paired with a great story.”

“And I guess your favorite character was Legoshi, right?” he assumed.

“Well no, my favorite is Haru, but you cannot talk about Haru, unless you talk about Legoshi, too,” I explained to him.

From then on, I explained why I liked Haru and how our lives have many similarities. Plus, I told him that I thought he was Legoshi and that was why I screamed out his name during sex. He liked the fact that I thought of him as the big grey wolf, and that instead of the cat-girl, I should make myself a bunny-girl, and that way, he could show me how a big wolf fucks a tiny little rabbit. Just thinking about that sent my pussy purring.

After that, James made teaching him harder because of the constant teasing of my body. Always teasing my tits, giving them a good tug here and there. He even would touch my sore pussy, but instead of it tapping out, my pussy hummed for more excitement, like it was ready and wanting for more. To think I just had my first ever sexual experience, and now I was turning into a full-blown nymphomaniac. By the time I was finished, James’ cock was standing erect again and between my legs. Looking down at it, at that angle, it looked like I had my own cock, and it made me wonder how it would look if I got the ‘Ice Queen’ to suck on it right then. It would put her into her place.

“Now, since that is over, I am ready for round two,” he said, in bated breath.

Thirty minutes later, I was back on the floor, but this time, I had another load in my butt and one all over my face. As for me, I had eight more explosive orgasms. James thanked me for the lesson and sex. He did make me say that I was his Emiecat, and that I should behave myself with the other crew members, unless I wanted to get punished. I agreed to it, but only if she was nicer to me, and he said he could make that happen. He offered to clean up the workshop while I went to take a shower. I forwent the schoolgirl uniform, since I was heading toward the shower to clean myself and to void my bowels that currently held two loads of James’ impressive cum. With everything back in place and my tail in my suit, I made a beeline to my room to grab my spare clothes, not realizing that I forgot my cat's ears when I ran into Ava.