Explorer’s Log: This is my third day in the star system designated “Everyone is Aflame When the Queen Walks in the Room” by Royal Astronomers. I have completed my surveys of the five inhabited planets, although patrols of war ships have limited my ability to visit them. Listening to communications have confirmed that these worlds are under the control of the Prober Supreme. Long range scans show that all five worlds are heavily industrialized. Traffic is heavy with transport ships coming to and from the worlds. Despite the presence of war ships, I have not discovered any signs of planetary defenses. The ships must be here to protect against pirates or some sort of space-based threat.
I did discover something interesting on the planet furthest from the sun. It is a little ice rock of a planetoid, but my probe was lucky enough to detect a faint energy reading. On further investigation, I have found a hidden complex deep in a crater. It is curious that none of the war ships come near the planet. It will be easy for me to land near the city and explore it personally.
Of course, I am taking a big risk with this remote location. It could be the home of pirates, or maybe renegades that the war ships are looking for. I will brave these dangers so that my Queen may know as much as possible about this system. Glory to the Queen! End Explorer’s Log.
Explorer’s Personal Log: Since the war ships pussy-blocked me from getting laid on any of the industrial planets, I am hoping to find someone or something to fuck on this hidden base. I really don’t want to leave this system unfucked.
Vaquel Di dropped down from a ventilation panel. She landed on the floor in darkness. The trained space explorer waited a full hundred breathes, listening for any sign that her entry had been discovered.
Vaquel stood up and turned on a small light on her wrist. The light was partially absorbed by the tight black space suit clinging to Vaquel’s abundant curves. She took a tool from the belt around her wide hips and activated it. The numbers from the tool reflected on the transparent glassteel helmet she wore. Short pink hair floated in the low gravity along side her pretty brown face.
“This can’t be right,” Vaquel said. “Two billion life forms?”
Vaquel put the tool away and pressed a control on her glove. A stronger beam of light projected from her wrist. She swept the beam from left to right, revealing the area around her.
Giant tubes lined the walls. Inside each tube was a Seed-Walker, the dominant species of the area. The Seed-Walkers floated in an unknown transparent liquid with their eyes closed. Vaquel could tell that they were alive because they twitched or writhed every few minutes.
The Seed-Walkers were humanoids with a plant origin but shared many characteristics with Vaquel’s species. They had two arms, two legs and similar secondary sexual characteristics. Other than their wide variety of hair colors, they were almost dull.
Dull was not a word that could apply to the Seed-Walkers in the tubes. Each was different in a radical way. The woman in front of Vaquel had two heads. The man to the right had a giant penis that snaked around one leg. Next to him was a woman whose arms ended in enormous pincers like a crab.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel swore. Some of the tube occupiers were monstrous, like the man with eight long legs below his waist. Others were almost beautiful in their strangeness, like the woman with shimmering feathers lining her arms. No two were alike and their placement seemed random.
Vaquel stood in front of a tube containing a busty woman. Her breasts shifted constantly, something forming hands before melting back down into curvy mounds. Nipples would disappear and then rise elsewhere.
“Are you here on your own free will?” Vaquel asked the woman in the tube. She noticed a control panel at the base of the tube. There were no buttons or obvious way to interface. The only markings were a rather long bar code.
“And why are they all the way out here?” Vaquel said to no one. “They are hidden away with no security. Are they being punished, or just being kept?”
“There is security, security, security,” a pleasing voice said from above.
Vaquel aimed her light at the ceiling. Crawling out of the same vent that Vaquel had come out of was a beautiful Seed-Walker woman. Long green and pink hair floated around her head. She had an iridescent blue sparkle to her skin. Her yellow eyes were a little large and her mouth was wide, but she was gorgeous.
“Oh, hello,” Vaquel said.
The woman dropped down lower from the ceiling. Vaquel gasped as she saw the woman’s torso kept extending upwards. It was only when she saw the tail did Vaquel realize the woman’s bottom half resembled a snake. The woman dropped gently through the low gravity. When she reached the floor and rose to her full height, she towered above Vaquel.
“There is no shuttle at the dock, dock, dock,” the woman said. “Have you escaped your tube? I don’t remember you. And where did you get those clothes? No one is allowed clothes here. Who are you?”
“I am Vaquel,” the explorer said. “I didn’t come from a tube. I am an explorer.”
“You came from outside, outside, outside?” the woman said. She waved a hand and lights activated in the ceiling. The hallway was illuminated for about a hundred meters in every direction.
“That’s interesting!” the woman said. “No one ever comes inside awake! You must be very special, special, special.”
“I like to think so,” Vaquel said. “What is your name?”
“I am Jornelia Doorm Angin, Vaquel, Vaquel, Vaquel,” the woman replied. She slithered around Vaquel examined the explorer from every angle. “I have never seen someone like you before. What are you doing here? You probably aren’t allowed here.”
“I didn’t know that,” Vaquel lied. “I am on a mission of exploration and discovery. I go to unknown places and try to figure them out.”
“You go to new places, places, places?” Jornelia said. “I wouldn’t like that. I have been here all my life. I like it here.”
Jornelia pressed her finger against one of Vaquel’s buttocks. The space suit dimpled from her finger poke. Jornelia purred and poked the other buttock.
Vaquel let the woman grope her. “What is this place, Jornelia?”
Jornelia slithered around to Vaquel’s front. “I would love to answer your questions, questions, questions. It is strange to talk to someone who doesn’t live her, but your clothes are too distracting. No one is allowed clothing here. Please, talk off your clothes and we can talk, talk, talk.”
Vaquel checked the environmental readings on her wrist scanner. The air was breathable and the temperature was a bit humid. She pressed a button on her belt and her black space suit retracted from her body. The suit revealed her heavy brown breasts, wide hips, thick legs and a thick bush of pink pubic hair over her sex. She took off her helmet and stepped out of her boots.
“Much better, better, better,” Jornelia said. “But please, take this off too.” She pointed at Vaquel’s belt. “It makes my kokala tingle just to look at it.”
Vaquel hesitated. The belt contained all of her equipment. She would not only be naked, but defenseless as well. It was not the smart move to make.
Jornelia looked at Vaquel with her big yellow eyes. A thin tongue licked her wide lips. The bottom half of her body undulated in a way that was too sexy to ignore.
“Okay,” Vaquel said. She unlocked her belt and let it drift to the floor. “Now you need to tell me what this place is.”
“This is a storage post for the Prober Supreme’s experiments, experiments, experiments” Jornelia replied. “Every tube contains someone the Prober Supreme has altered, mutated, enhanced or indulged a whim of science on. Every specimen is kept alive in case they are needed for further experimentation.”
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel whispered. “Are there other posts?”
“That is classified but I am sure that there are, are, are,” Jornelia said. She tentatively reached for Vaquel’s thigh. Her long fingers wrapped around the thigh and squeezed. “All of our specimens started as Seed-Walkers, so there must be places where the Prober Supreme stores his animals, his bacteria and artificial creatures, creatures, creatures.”
Since Jornelia was touching Vaquel’s thigh, Vaquel felt it was safe to touch Jornelia in return. She reached for a small breast and cupped it. The skin looked smooth but she could feel tiny scales. A small nipple hardened from Vaquel’s touch.
“You said that you live here,” Vaquel said. “Are you one of the Prober Supreme’s creations?”
“The Prober Supreme has blessed my genes, yes, yes, yes,” Jornnelia said. “My brothers and sisters have all been improved so that we may guard his specimens.”
Jornelia lowered herself so that her face was level with Vaquel’s crotch. She wrapped her other hand around Vaquel’s other thigh. Her tongue extended and fluttered over Vaquel’s dark skin.
Vaquel shuddered from the light touch. Reptiles smell with their noses, right? The modified woman was probably just fascinated with Vaquel’s legs.
“Brothers and sisters? Are they here too?” Vaquel asked.
“My entire meta-species lives here, here, here,” Jornelia said. “Every storage post has their own security species. This place is our home and our birthright.”
Jornelia’s long tongue took a careful lick of Vaquel’s thigh. When Vaquel’s muscle quivered from the touch, Jornelia licked again. The woman giggled at Vaquel’s shudders.
“I am sure that you are good at your job,” Vaquel said. “Although I think I would get bored if I had to stay in one location all the time.”
Jornelia shook her head. Green and pink hair swirled around her. “It is hard to be bored with so many specimens to play with, with, with.”
“Wait, you take people out of their tubes?” Vaquel said. “Doesn’t that mess with their storage?”
“No, no, no,” Jornelia said as she took another lick of Vaquel’s thigh. “The tubes are clearly marked on which specimens can be played with and which are left alone. We take them out for a short time and they are very confused. After we are done, we put them back in and they go back to sleep, sleep, sleep.”
Vaquel looked up at one of the tubes. It showed a man with a head that resembled a feline. His cock twitched and seed was expelled.
“They look like they are doing more than sleeping,” Vaquel said. “That one just climaxed.”
“The stasis fluids keep them aroused, aroused, aroused,” Jornelia said. “It makes them very pliable when we take them out. You are not a Seed-Walker, are you, you, you?”
“No,” Vaquel said distractedly. Jornelia’s tongue was tantalizingly close to her sex. The tip of the tongue kept exploring the crease where Vaquel’s thigh joined her crotch. She wondered if it would be rude to push the woman’s head to her pussy.
“And with of all your questions, I don’t think you were made by the Prober Supreme, right, right, right?” Jornelia asked. She looked up at Vaquel with her mesmerizing yellow eyes.
“No,” Vaquel said. Her hips moved and her crotch leaned closer to Jornelia.
“Good,” Jornelia said. “I have always enjoying tasting new people, people, people.”
Jornelia pressed her face against Vaquel’s pubic bush. The long tongue lapped at the right side of Vaquel’s sex lips and then the left. Soft licks moved back and forth, crisscrossing the explorer’s mound.
“More,” Vaquel moaned. She reached down and grabbed Jornelia’s floating hair. The woman’s hair was stiffer than Vaquel expected. More surprising was when the hair wrapped around Vaquel’s hand on their own accord. It didn’t stop Vaquel from pulling the woman’s head to her crotch.
Jornelia didn’t resist. Her face pressed against Vaquel’s sensitive sex. Her lips opened Vaquel’s pussy and the long tongue darted in. It pushed deep inside of her, the nimble tip flailing like a whip inside of Vaquel.
“Oh fuck!” Vaquel cried out. She shuddered and the low gravity sent her body floating upwards. Jornelia reached around and grabbed Vaquel’s ass. She held a buttock in each hand as her long fingers cinched tightly.
Pinned by Jornelia’s hands and mouth, Vaquel relaxed and enjoyed the woman’s mouth. Her breasts jiggled in the low gravity and collided against one another. Strands of Jornelia’s hair reached up and wrapped around Vaquel’s brown mounds. They tightened and the little jolt of pain travelled all the way down to Vaquel’s wet sex.
Jornelia licked harder. The woman grunted into Vaquel’s sex in a very non-reptile manner. Her tongue coiled within Vaquel’s sex, creating false impressions of girth before uncoiling and returning to lick Vaquel’s depths.
All around Jornelia and Vaquel, the specimens in their tubes continued to writhe. A woman with four breasts humped the empty area in front of her. A man covered in spines twitched as his cock expelled a load into the stasis fluid. Someone with a gender outside Vaquel’s immediate recognition convulsed in the universal signs of a climax.
“Lick harder,” Vaquel requested.
Jornelia looked up with her hypnotic yellow eyes. The bottom half of her jaw unhinged, and she had the entirety of Vaquel’s pubic region in her mouth. The fluttering tongue slowed and took long hard licks of Vaquel’s wet walls.
“Fuck!” Vaquel cried.
Jornelia rose to her full height, still holding onto Vaquel with her hands, hair and mouth. The tail half of her body began to slowly turn. She spun Vaquel’s body around in a slow orbit, all the while still licking at the explorer’s flowing sex.
Vaquel shuddered with pleasure. Dimly she aware of the tubes passing by her. Stranger and stranger specimens distracted her from the fact that Jornelia was steadily moving down the hallway.
“You have to teach me how to use my mouth on you,” Vaquel moaned.
Jornelia laughed onto Vaquel’s pussy. One of her hands moved towards Vaquel’s asshole and pressed down. Her slender finger easily entered Vaquel’s tight anus.
“Oh, fuck yes!” Vaquel cried out.
Jornelia came to a stop. Vaquel floated limply in her grip. The slender finger pushed deep inside of Vaquel, the smooth scales easing the way in. As her finger probed, Jornelia’s tongue flicked rapidly at inhuman speeds.
“Oh, Sweet Queen!” Vaquel cried out. She tried to raise her hands but Jornelia’s hair held onto them. The hair around Vaquel’s breasts also tightened, crushing Vaquel’s plentiful brown breasts in delightful ways. Vaquel was trapped, eaten, penetrated and squeezed in all the ways that she loved.
“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel climaxed with a shout. Her ass clenched tightly around Jornelia’s limber finger. Juices gushed from Vaquel’s sex and down Jornelia’s throat.
Lost in orgasmic bliss, Vaquel was unprepared for Jornelia to suddenly move. The woman’s long hair released Vaquel’s breasts and hands while at the same time, spinning Vaquel away from Jornelia’s mouth. As Vaquel shot forward, Jornelia’s finger exited Vaquel’s ass at a distressing speed.
Vaquel slammed into the wall of a glass tube. Her large breasts took most of the impact but the air was still knocked from Vaquel. By the time she spun around, the front half of the tube had sealed shut.
Jornelia stood outside the tube with a large smile on her wet face.
“Let me out!” Vaquel said. She slammed her hand on the tube wall. It was as strong as glassteel.
“Why would I do that, that, that?” Jornelia asked. “Your breasts are nice and pliable while your ass is strong and firm. I like the way you taste. It is quite different from Seed-Walkers. I can’t wait to share you with my brothers and sisters, sisters, sisters.”
“But I didn’t get to lick you!” Vaquel said. “Don’t you want to be the first to experience my mouth?”
Jornelia shrugged. “Not really, really, really. I will be happy to share. I will be happier when we present you to the next specimen ship. The Prober Supreme will be happy to have a new species to experiment with. I can’t wait to see how he rewards us, us, us!”
As Vaquel processed the idea of being handed over as a test subject, Jornelia performed a complicated hand gesture over the base of the tube. Small spouts emerged above Vaquel and a clear, thick liquid sprayed down onto her.
“Enjoy yourself,” Jornelia said. “When next you wake up, you will be played with by my brothers and sisters, sisters, sisters.”
Rage boiled within Vaquel as she watched Jornelia slither away. The rage softened into desire as she watched the sexy undulations of the woman’s tail. By the time Jornelia was out of sight, Vaquel was rubbing her pussy.
“Fuck, the aphrodisiacs are already kicking in,” Vaquel said. The liquid was barely up to her ankles. It clung to her body like oil. She was already feeling a tingling in her skin.
Vaquel thought about Jornelia and her talented mouth. Would it be so bad to be a new toy for her people? They would probably use her at the same time, licking her body with twenty or thirty nimble tongues. Would they be as fascinated with her ass as Jornelia was? What would it be like to be groped and licked by an entire species?
“No!” Vaquel shouted. She tried to focus. The liquid was up to her knees now. Queen’s tit, as slow as the liquid is flowing, how long did she spend thinking about it?
The tingling was more intense now. Her legs felt almost euphoric. It was tempting to sit down in the liquid and let it rise over her sex. She wondered if she would climax before she fell asleep. Oh, she certainly hoped so!
The liquid was up to her thighs. Vaquel swore and braced herself against the far wall. She placed one foot on the side of the tube and pushed with everything she had.
The tube wall didn’t move. The liquid continued to shower over her. With Vaquel’s leg up like this, some of the fluid was flowing against her sex.
A delightful warmth spread through Vaquel’s sex. She realized that she never saw Jornelia’s genitals. Were they like a humanoid, or were they like a reptile? What was a reptile’s genitals like? Vaquel thought she knew but she couldn’t think of it. She couldn’t think of much of anything to be honest.
The liquid came up to Vaquel’s hips. The warmth in her pussy became a smoldering fire. Vaquel put her leg down and felt like she was on the verge of coming.
Vaquel pressed her palm to her sex. She came instantly. Her knees went weak and she slid down the side of the tube. The liquid came up to her shoulders as she sat down.
A thousand sensations came to life on Vaquel’s breasts. She cried out and relished the feelings. It was not quite biting, not quite groping, not quite kissing, not quite pinching but it was all wonderful.
The fluid rose to Vaquel’s chin. Her heart pounded with panic, but she wasn’t sure why. Everything felt nice. She was going to come again. Too bad Jornelia wasn’t here so Vaquel could soak her face again.
Jornelia! Hot rage washed over Vaquel. She stood up inside the tube, the liquid sloshing against her sensitive skin. The alien woman had out-smarted and betrayed Vaquel. That was unacceptable!
The volume from the spouts doubled. Buckets of sticky fluid dumped onto Vaquel. She braced herself against the wall as the liquid rose to her breasts. There was no more time!
Wait! Vaquel remembered something from her training at the Explorer Academy. There was actually a protocol for this! Vaquel had never needed to use it because she had never been foolish enough to take off her belt before.
“Belt!” Vaquel shouted. “Authorize V-A-Q-D!”
Did it work? Vaquel pressed her face against the wall of the tube. All she saw was an empty hallway.
“Belt!” Vaquel shouted again. “Authorize V-A-Q-D, damn it!”
Vaquel climaxed again. There was no build up. She suddenly went over the edge and experienced an orgasm. As her body shuddered in bliss, the liquid rose over her chin, her lips and then over her head.
Exhaustion came over Vaquel. She was extremely tired. It would be so easy to sleep.
As Vaquel’s eyes began to close, she saw something dark zipping through the air. It was her belt, using precious power for its anti-gravity drive. The belt slammed into Vaquel’s tube, outer buckle flat against the glass.
An orange light glowed from the buckle. Vaquel felt the urge to duck but she couldn’t remember why. Besides, she just wanted to go to sleep.
KRAK! The controlled plasma charge detonated, vaporizing a large portion of the glass wall. Stress and inside pressure from the stasis liquid did the rest. The glass exploded outward with the shards ricocheting in the low gravity.
Vaquel lunged for the belt. She was still in a euphoric daze but her training took over. She slapped the belt around her waist. A low energy alert beeped but she ignored it. She pressed a button and the black space suit emerged from the suit to cover her body. The micro-thin material pushed away the bulk of the stasis fluid and covered her skin.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel said. Her entire body was sensitive. She needed a fuck and a nap, and the order didn’t really matter.
An alarm screamed through the corridors. Vaquel rose to her feet. There was no time to rest. Jornelia and her kind would be here soon.
Vaquel ran down the hallway. The euphoria faded with every step. The tingling in her pussy was slower to fade. Vaquel pressed her hand to her crotch. She almost climaxed just from pressing down on the thin spacesuit.
The alarm continued. Yellow eyes glowed in the darkness. The smell of reptiles grew stronger.
Vaquel saw her helmet lying on the floor. Looking up, she could see the ventilation shaft that she had dropped from. She grabbed her helmet and slapped it on. As the seals locked around her neck, Vaquel hunched down for a leap towards the ceiling.
One of the tube captives caught her eye. The woman with the crab claws floated in her tube. She arched her back as she climaxed; her large claws opening and closing. Vaquel wondered how many times the woman had come without ever seeing her captors.
Shapes slithered down both ends of the hallway. Jornelia and her siblings were almost here.
Vaquel opened a slot on her belt. A tiny marble fell into her hand. She squeezed it and threw it at the claw woman’s tube. The marble adhered to the surface.
“Stop in the name of the Prober Supreme!” Jornelia yelled from down the hall.
Vaquel leaped into the air. She sailed through the low gravity with ease. A hundred voices hissed as she flew through the shaft opening.
SKREEEE! A high-pitched note filled the shaft as the marble Vaquel left behind detonated. The sonic grenade shattered the claw woman’s glass tube. It also shattered hundreds of tubes as the sound blasted down the hallway. The breaking of so much glass was louder than the blast of the grenade.
Vaquel’s rising body slowed in momentum. She put her arms out and braced herself inside the shaft. Shining her wrist light downwards, she checked to see if she was being followed.
There was no one in the shaft. Down below, was the sound of combat. Mixed with the thuds, slashing and crunching were the sounds of screams and angry hisses.
Vaquel grinned. “No one puts Vaquel in a test tube,” she said. She kicked upwards and began the long climb back to her ship.