Max Intel: Melinoe
Chapter 12 - Image
The Palace was, in a word: Magnificent.
The Grand Slarmian Dynasty had spent many fortunes on their symbolic seat of power.
The original structure was less than two hundred years old, built on the edge of the ancient impact crater that was center of much of their modern culture.
Over the decades as the Dynasty grew, and with it their economic strength, they slowly invested in the glory of the Palace.
It became a point of pride for the Slarmian people.
Fully half the citizens on Staverka were involved in the vast portfolio in which the Dynasty had invested. And with very few exceptions, the Dynasty was a silent partner.
No business was a guaranteed success. But, with State supported education and bright futures in trade, Slarmians left little to chance.
Early to rise, the day shift of the Deirdre had much to do and little time in which to do it.
Food, bath, and dressed in fifteen minutes, Teffa had them on their way moments later.
After a mad scramble, a hefty investment, and ninety minutes of painstakingly frantic and incredibly proficient work; Joon's favorite dress shop and tailor had again produced perfection.
Jooniper had chosen the fabric and the style... It was fairly close to the Terran Federation Navy's standard but different enough not to be duplicitous.
Max wasn't sure she could pull it off, Joon had no doubts at all.
Soon they were all waiting patiently in an incredibly ornate room within the Palace.
The splendid inlaid double doors opened and two palace guards took their places next to the open doors. Beyond them a small entourage slithered down a gilded hallway on polished floors.
Max only glanced to check the range and noticed the old Slarmian in the front.
The Majestic Potentate had sharp yellow eyes. He was short for the average Slarmian and had a heavy build.
His faded rubbery skin had a grayish tint and he slithered slower than most, giving the impression he was not in a rush.
He wore a uniform of his own... Gilded, encrusted, and covered in filigree, the precious decorations overlaid any color Max could see.
His name was Zalix but, of course, no one called him that.
The crew of the Deirdre stood in a line, shoulder to shoulder, waiting for the elderly Slarmian to slither closer.
Max stood at attention: she wore a new gorgeous Midnight-black uniform with silver piping and trim, it was tailored for her body, and her wives all thought she looked amazing.
She wore the faux prosthetic under the uniform, the metallic sheen of her left hand gave the hint... As did the slightly bulkier right leg, it wasn't obvious though.
Joon wore her iridescent green ivy-stitched dress with hunter-green gladiator heels and her subtle cosmetics accentuated her elfin features.
Agatha and 'Una' were in deadly schoolgirl uniform with chunky black boots. She matched Max for tone without the silver accents.
She had surrendered her weapons voluntarily without incident at the entrance to the Palace. Palace Security were appraised of the reputation of the two bodyguards, but no exceptions could be made over the health and safety of their Sovereign.
Astrid wore her deep-violet office skirt-suit and matching heels. She was also wearing a new beautiful lavender silk blouse with ruffles underneath her conservative jacket.
Finally, Vika was wearing a cobalt-blue satin and black velvet dress. It was custom made for her courtesy of Joon's favorite dress shop.
It managed to be stylish but not restrictive, displaying her muscular physique with delightful results.
She wore tiny black flat sandal boots with cobalt-blue laces.
The old Slarmian slithered closer. With him but behind were Ambassador Crinx, State Minister Zejha, Trade Minister Mullo, and Police Commissioner Umix.
When the Majestic Potentate was within ten meters, Max came to attention with a soft click of her heels and the crew of the Deirdre bowed as one. They held that bow, as they were instructed to, until his Majesty recognized them.
It took longer than Max expected.
The old Slarimian took his time, but then said in Terran, "Welcome, crew of the Deirdre."
Everyone rose from the bow but still stood at attention, until the Majestic Potentate asked you a question it was decidedly rude to look at him directly.
Luckily... That part didn't seem so bad.
"Captain Max Anders, I presume?" The old Slarmian looked at Max.
"Your Majesty," Max replied, with a soft smile, "I am indeed."
"You don't seem as injured as I was led to believe..." The old Slarmian glanced casually at Max's pristine uniform.
"I am wearing prosthetics, Your Majesty." Max explained with utmost respect.
"Ah, yes, I see now..." The old slarmian nodded, "I understand you were extremely courageous and saved the lives of near a hundred of my subjects..."
The old Slarmian rose up slowly, the gravitas of the moment growing with him.
He looked at Max eye to eye, and in a steady, clear voice in perfect Terran, Zalix, eighth of his name, Majestic Potentate of the Grand Slarmian Dynasty said...
"I cannot return to you that which you have lost...
Nor rightly reward you for your actions...
I can however enter your name upon the Rolls of my House...Granting you an Award of Arms.
This has never been given to a foreigner, I hope doing so does not cause you sorrow."
The old Slarmian turned slightly: Crinx had proffered a broad flat case and opened it...
Within the case was an intricately wrought chain, the dark grey individual links made a serpentine pattern, from the chain hung a medallion of the same dark grey metal, its intricate surface covered in the scales of Staverka.
The old Slarmian lifted the chain and medallion from the case.
Max bowed before him.
The chain with the medallion was draped over Max's head, and carefully laid on her shoulders.
"Rise, Dame Max." The old Slarmian commanded, "Knight Bachelor of House Staverka."
Max rose, her eyes misty, but held steady.
"Now, Dame Max..." The old Slarmian smiled at Joon, "Please introduce me to this charming Teran, I do so enjoy her music."
Max introduced her wife as Jooniper Smith, The Majestic Potentate looked momentarily confused, "I was under the impression that she is 'The Exquisite Lady Jooniper.'"
Max and Joon bowed to the smiling old slarmian in accord... From that day forward there was no doubt who Joon was in the Slarmian Grand Dynasty.
Max did then introduce her entire crew.
Zalix chatted with his newest Knight and her crew for nearly twelve minutes. He soon bid them farewell. Though he said he was delighted to have met Max and Joon and the crew of the Deirdre.
The old Slarmian left them, followed by his ministers.
The crew bowed at his departure.
Joon teared up, "What a sweet old fellow."
"Yes... He was very nice. But he does rule an Empire. So I imagine he can be somewhat terse at times." Max said softly.
Joon smirked at Max, "What do we do now?"
Max shrugged, the intricate chain around her neck rippled.
Astrid and Vika were both flush from the ceremony. Agatha was impressed at the easy manner of the monarch. His emotional control was amazing...
It was only a few moments when Ambassador Crinx returned to the room.
"Crinx, is pleased with your elevation. But must also clarify it and answer questions."
"As Crinx has discussed before, with The Exquisite Lady Jooniper, The Majestic Potentate is legal Guardian of all Citizens of Staverka within the Grand Slarmian Dynasty."
"This includes all recognized colonies in Slarmian controlled space. Traditionally a Slarmian born in the Dynasty is always part of House Staverka."
"So, by nearly sacrificing herself in defense of those citizens Dame Max had now redefined her role from a typical tourist or foreigner."
Joon and Max both blinked in surprise.
Joon commented, "I was under the impression your government was trying to give us stock options."
The Ambassador shook his head, "Crinx thought it was that simple before... but yesterday, the Nobility, 'Drafted Contest' to the Guardianship, this also has never happened before."
Crinx looked pensive.
"The Majestic Potentate... Elevated you in response to the 'Draft of Contest'. But also in official recognition of your actions and sacrifice."
Joon's eyebrows rose, "Oh!... he shielded this supposed weakness of his rule by Knighting Max."
Max glanced at Joon.
"Crinx, is pleased you grasp the threads of this. Crinx wasn't sure what would eventually happen. Staverka is a place of old logic and tradition, trying to thrive in a modern galaxy."
The Slarmian Ambassador let out a deep sigh.
Joon just realized how very important the symbolism in her music holo-vid was to the Grand Slarmian Dynasty.
Joon patted Crinx on the arm, "I hope his Majesty can keep the nobility in line."
"Crinx is sure he will, the Majestic Potentate is very wise and clever."
Ambassador Crinx bid them good day. He and Joon would chat later about the holo-vid.
Joon was absolutely thrilled... She now had her knight in shining armor.
Agatha recovered her weapons at the gate Palace Security office. She was assured that now that since she and Una were retainers of a Knight of Staverka, they would not be required to surrender them again.
They were returned to the ship before noon, Teffa caught sight of the medallion and gasped.
Vika translated.
Knighthoods in the Grand Slarmian Dynasty were usually only given to exemplary civil service, like military heroes or lifelong servants of the Dynasty. She had never heard of a non-Slarmian getting one before.
Max confirmed she was the first.
Teffa's yellow eyes sparkled, "Teffa knew you were special... and is so happy for you."
Agatha had lunch waiting for them after they changed out of their finery.
Max decided she would stay in her new uniform, and go to the last shoot with Joon, Astrid, and Agatha.
There were Grilled Cheese Sandwiches and a delicious Roasted Tomato and Basil Soup.
Agatha also took out a picnic lunch and shared it with Teffa.
Astrid was eyeing Max as they ate lunch.
Joon smiled at her.
"I really like that uniform on you, Max..." Astrid confessed softly.
Joon nodded. "I do too... that's why I ordered three more, they should be ready after our shoot this afternoon."
Vika smiled.
"I hope they weren't too expensive." Max crinkled her face.
"Not too bad... about three times what your TFN dress uniform was." Joon answered.
Max's lips thinned. "I don't know if it's worth having more than one."
Vika glanced at Joon.
Joon smiled. "Well, I wanted something you look good in... and this uniform won't make you look 'Like a cruiser.'"
Max glanced at Agatha.
Agatha shook her head, "I didn't say anything."
"You didn't have to." Joon looked at Agatha, "She's been using that line since I got her that slinky silver dress."
Max muttered softly, "Doesn't mean it wasn't true."
"Max!" Joon smirked, "You looked amazing in that dress. Just for that I'm going to have to get you another one."
Max crossed her eyes... causing the rest of them to giggle.
Then Astrid made a casual observation, "Max might have some fun with that dress now..."
Max glanced at Astrid, with an eyebrow raised in question.
Astrid shifted her glance from Max's eyes, through the table, to Max's crotch.
"Oh..." Max's eyes went wide, "Yea, there is that."
Joon and Astrid broke out in giggles. Vika looked confused, and Agatha just smiled.
"I think you should have it, and wear it exactly the same way." Joon's eyes danced.
Vika nodded in understanding.
Max smirked, "You'd like that, huh?"
Joon nodded, "Showing you off in that dress?... Oh yes, absolutely."
They finished up Lunch. Max and Agatha cleared the table, but Agatha insisted on washing dishes.
So, the crew prepared for the afternoon shoot...
Vika changed into her plaid skirt and comfy linen blouse but kept on her sandal-boots.
Joon was in the Slarmian dress, her armored guitar case in hand ready to go.
The last two locations were definitely Icons of Slarmian culture.
Parliament Square and the Palace Gardens.
Both were packed.
Parliament Square was an open-air monument filled with sculptures and fountains. It filled the area between Parliament, the House of Lords and the House of Commons...
It also looked on the Gates of the Palace.
The Palace Gardens were located on the opposite side of the Palace from Parliament Square.
As opulent and ornate as the Palace was, it's Gardens were lush, brimming with fragrant flower beds and manicured topiary.
Both locations were teaming with visitors, giving Joon vast amounts of energy which she channeled into the performances.
Vika stayed with Max as each sequence was recorded.
The last shoot was in the Gardens.
"Joon looks amazing..." Max muttered to no one in particular during the last shoot.
The Slarmian silk dress Joon wore for the holo-vid looked like it was bathed in green fire reflecting the verdant foliage during the Garden shoot.
Vika looked up at Max and smiled.
Dozens of Slarmians were watching the holo-vid shoot, two of them slithered closer to Max and Vika. The smaller of the two was watching Vika closely.
Vika glanced at them, and the smaller one waved to her.
The small Slarmian asked a question.
Vika smiled and responded.
The smaller Slarmian looked up at the larger one. The larger one nodded.
The smaller one slithered closer to Vika and they started chatting.
Max turned her attention to the conversation which was completely in Slarmian.
The taller of the two slithered closer, and offered a hand to Max, while saying something.
Vika paused her conversation to interpret for Max.
"Nolo, is so honored to meet you, little Challa has seen you on the holo-feeds and recognized the 'foreign hero,' Captain Max."
Max smiled and turned to bow graciously to the taller Slarmain.
Nolo's eyes grew wide, recognizing the medallion Max wore, and bowed deeply in return.
The smaller Slarmian said, "Challa, thinks Captain Max is a Lioness."
Max paled after Vika's translation. Then replied. "Though I greatly admire Admiral Blake, and all the women of the Invictus, I am sorry, I am not a Lioness."
The smaller Slarmian quickly replied, "Captain Max is OUR Lioness."
The taller Slarmian pulled the smaller one closer, "Nolo, realizes you are now Dame Max, very deserved, a hero for all of Staverka."
Max with Vika's help thanked them for the compliments and wished them a good day.
As the Slarmian parent and child slithered away, Vika glanced at Max and grinned.
Max saw her reaction, smiled and nodded in understanding.
Astrid and Joon finished the shoot and thanked everyone there, to thunderous applause and bows.
As they walked back to Teffa and the transport Joon held Max's hand while Max carried her guitar case in the other.
Agatha had received almost a ton of provisions while the day shift was out.
The order was collected and stowed quickly and efficiently. Agatha felt it was her duty to keep and maintain all the routine functions of the Deirdre.
It was late when the day shift returned to the ship. Another round of shopping at Joon's favorite dress shop, effectively destroying the budget she had given herself.
Teffa was released from duty for the night, along with generous gifts from the crew of the Deirdre.
Agatha had reached sixteen hours of raw condensed Intel. Max had her stop to help Astrid and Joon with the music holo-vid.
The holo-vid quickly took shape and many hours of work were saved with Agatha's help. After it had been refined and finalized, Max got to see the provisional final Holo-vid.
Between the beautiful music, the performance from Joon and the incredible visuals, Max was overtaken by the experience. With a tear-stained face Max saw the soft elfin smile from Joon in the bazaar as the holo-vid ended.
Max sniffed, wiping away tears. "That was amazing... anyone that doesn't love this... has serious problems."
Joon curled up on Max's lap on the bridge. They held each other talking softly. Just happy being in each others arms.
Copies of the high-quality recording were sent to the appropriate ministries for approval.
The crew sat down to a full galley table. The meal was something different.
Deep-Dish Chicago Style Pizza, with Pepperoni, Mild Italian Sausage, Bell Peppers, Sweet Onion, and Roasted Garlic stuffed Mushrooms covered by a generous layer of Mozzarella Cheese, liberally flavored with Basil and Oregano.
They ate and talked for hours.
Agatha informed them that Ambassador Crinx would like to see 'The Exquisite Lady Jooniper' tomorrow morning.
Joon squealed, and everyone giggled.
Max gazed fondly at Joon.
Joon smiled, "Now, tomorrow we can plant bugs."
Max pursed her lips.
Joon raised an eyebrow, "Second thoughts?"
Max nodded, "I know it could give us more Intel, but I don't think it would be worth possibly sacrificing our reputations when the bugs are discovered."
Agatha interjected, "I believe we have more potential Intel if we stay our hand on invasive Intel gathering, and just continue with the passive."
"We should save it for harder nuts to crack." Max replied.
Joon smirked, "There is a bunch of things in my Intel cache, I looked at them, most are nobility not happy with the status quo."
"Greed?" Max looked at Joon for confirmation, Joon nodded.
Joon's mouth made a wry smile. "They don't feel superior enough. They long for the 'good old' days."
Max nodded. "Nice to know it isn't only human entitlement that looks like that."
"Home office will be able to parse all of that as well." Agatha commented.
Max glanced at Agatha. "How much on the Ambassador's Event?"
Agatha blinked. "All of it, Captain."
Max pursed her lips for a moment. "Alright... I will own that, and I'll take the backlash."
Astrid and Vika glanced at each other.
"I hope it doesn't cut our mission short." Max grinned crookedly.
Agatha looked concerned, "I can edit the upload..."
Max interrupted. "No... just no. Don't even think about it. I proudly stand by our work."
Agatha nodded, "Yes, Captain."
Max smiled, "Nothing will happen to any of you, and the worst they can do is fire me, and we go freelance."
Joon smirked.
Astrid nodded.
Agatha glanced at Vika. She gave her a wink.
Max looked at Agatha "Did the Ambassador mention when he was expecting Joon?"
"Just in the morning." Agatha reported with a smile.
Max started to clear the table. "I think I like this uniform. It's very comfortable."
Joon beamed a smile. "You look very good in it, my dear."
Agatha assisted Max in clearing.
Astrid glanced at Joon. "I can't believe you got me that dress."
"It looked great on you, and that color is perfect." Joon smiled.
Joon got up and walked around the table and pulled Astrid and Vika to their feet.
"Come with me." She said softly.
The three spouses walked up to the HUB. Two Agatha were at the coms there, just scrolling through local broadcasts.
"Agatha." Joon whispered loudly.
Agatha smiled and turned also whispering loudly, "Yes, Mistress?"
"I am swearing you to secrecy. So not a word of this to Max." Joon started, Astrid and Vika eyes grew large.
"Mistress, I respectfully decline, Max is our Captain..." Agatha began a predictable diatribe concerning her senior officer and senior wife.
But then Joon shushed her with a finger raised. "Max's birthday is in three days, but we are going to celebrate it early. I need you to help me plan and set up a surprise party for her."
"Oh... in that case... How may I be of service, my Mistress?" Agatha and Joon shared a devious grin...
Max scrubbed the pans used to bake the pizza's in... "I don't remember these pans. Did we get them in the Bazaar?"
Agatha glanced at Max. "No, I made them with the fabricator."
Max smirked, "Huh... neat."
"Did you enjoy the pizza?" Agatha glanced at Max.
Max nodded, "It was fantastic, was it difficult?"
Agatha shook her head, "Not at all, the crust is just bread dough, and the ingredients are simple."
"I'd like to have that again..." Max kept scrubbing.
Agatha nodded.
Max finished up the pans and smooched Agatha.
Agatha glanced at Max, "Would it be okay if I gave Teffa our Holo-net mail address?"
"Absolutely! Teffa is a friend." Max smiled.
Agatha finished drying the last of the dishes. "I am pleased. She is a good person and I am glad to have gotten to know her."
Max offered her arm to Agatha. Who smiled and threaded her hand through it.
The couple strolled casually together...
Agatha looked up at Max. "I heard someone called you a Lioness today."
Max blinked. "I corrected them... and thanked them for the compliment."
"I think it's encouraging." Agatha smiled. "If you're being compared to a Lioness then you must be doing something right."
Max blushed slightly at the thought. "If that's the worst thing to happen..."
"You'll be able to live with that?" Agatha smiled again.
Max gently pulled Agatha into an embrace. Kissing her gently.
"This family means everything to me... I have invested my soul in it." Max spoke softly.
Agatha nodded. "We know... We did the same."
Joon walked into the corridor and she stopped mid stride to admire the embraced pair.
"You both look involved... I hope I am not interrupting."
Agatha and Max shifted their focus to their XO.
"I don't think your able to that, but you are always welcome to join us." Max declared.
Joon beamed a smile and wrapped her arms around both of their waists.
"Max..." Joon gazed up into her even taller wife.
Max peered down. "Yes, sweetheart?"
"I really need you to fuck me senseless tonight." Joon smiled in her naughty way.
Joon then glanced naughtily Agatha, "I want you to help her..."
Agatha beamed in response and whispered, "Yes, Mistress."
Vika and Astrid lay together on the bed. Vika had laid her head on Astrid's chest, listening to her heartbeat.
Astrid whispered. "That was beautiful."
Vika whispered in response. "Does it hurt?"
"Joon likes it, she has toys she uses... used. I don't think she will be relying on them much anymore."
Astrid paused.
Vika lifted her head to look at Astrid. "You don't like that?"
Astrid whispered. "I tried it once with Roger... it wasn't very enjoyable."
Vika whispered. "I noticed Joon used a lot of lubrication, and Max was very gentle... to start."
Astrid nodded. "I will try it again with Max. When we get around to it."
"I've used my finger..." Vika whispered.
Astrid smiled. "With Max in her ass and Agatha tongues in both of their pussies..."
Vika smiled. "Yea... That looked amazing."
Astrid glanced over at her sleeping senior wives.
"I lost count how many times Joon came."
Vika rose up on her strong arms and leaned into Astrid. Kissing her gently. "I hope I was an acceptable substitute."
Astrid bit her lip. Replying softly. "You, my diminutive dynamo, are never allowed to say that to me. I love every moment of being with you."
"I love you, Astrid. You give me joy." Vika settled in next to the platinum-blonde.
Astrid pulled the smaller woman closer. Their free hands lingered over the fuzzy shapes of the others pubis with gentle, affectionate touches.
Max awoke with the sensations of gentle sucking on her breasts. She tried to guess who it was. The mouth on the left was insistent. It felt like Joon's tongue flicks on her nipple. The remaining nipple was being gently sucked on. A soft tongue circling. She wasn't sure who it was, but her guess would be Astrid.
Max opened her eyes and she smiled with her correct guesses.
Joon smiled around the nipple in her mouth when she saw Max was awake. Her eyes looked toward Astrid, and she gave a subtle nod.
Getting the message. Max nodded slowly as to not disturb Astrid whose eyes were screwed shut in concentration.
Joon relented and released her captured oral fixation. She smiled and rolled away into Agatha's arms.
Max ran her hand through the short platinum-blond hair.
Astrid opened her eyes, glancing to her right and seeing Joon with Agatha, she moved up to give Max a proper kiss good morning.
Max pulled her close, then rolled over above her. Vika leaned over from the left and gave Astrid a smooch on the cheek.
Astrid wrapped her long thin legs around Max's waist.
Max smiled. her 'morning wood' was laying atop the blonde lightning bolt which Astrid had chosen.
Astrid whimpered softly. Her eyes dilated. Her hands gently trying to reposition Max's hard member inside her. Easing back, and then gently and slowly working herself inside. Max gazed deeply into Astrid's lovely lavender orbs.
Astrid pulled Max in with her legs. Filling her completely.
Astrid flexed internally and Max moaned. The sublime pressure sending pulses of pleasure. Max pulled back a little and let herself slip forward. Astrid's gasp let her know the technique was achieving the desired result.
Astrid gave Max a hungry look and began working the larger woman. Setting the pace and depth she wanted. Max was surprised Astrid was intent on a solid pounding and Max wouldn't last long at this rate.
Astrid started howling and insisted Max pick up the rate and force. In response, Max slipped into a higher gear as her own climax dictated. A massive thrust followed immediately by five more, and Astrid screeched in orgasm. Max held her by those narrow shoulders, feeling her shudder beneath.
The rippling flex of internal muscles gripped the throbbing cock, intensifying the sensations...Max was in heaven.
Max encircled Astrid in her long arms. Feeling her ride the aftershocks, as Max's sensitive softening member stayed inside and enjoyed the aftershocks with her.
Joon whispered a question to Agatha. She responded through the earbud.
Joon nodded with a smile.
The day shift began gently untangling themselves and making their way to the bathroom. Joon smiled, remembering the wash up the previous evening after an unforgettable session with Max and Agatha.
She had washed her new favorite toy thoroughly. Making sure it was clean, sanitary and safe for her other wives to use.
Joon felt a little twinge from her very abused sphincter. But it was a happy pain that she asked for and had no intention of remedying. Joon thought it was slightly demeaning to refer to Max's beautiful cock as a toy, but she would continue if only in her own thoughts.
Joon enjoyed watching Astrid clean Max with her mouth... as Vika was cleaning Astrid with hers. Agatha smooched Joon and dragged her in the bathroom for a wash.
Max moaned softly when she sat on the toilet to pee.
Astrid sat at the toilet next to her and the tall wives were long enough to kiss while they relieved themselves. Joon and Vika shared the fold-down step and both giggled over the sight, watching the 'tall girls' share a kiss like that in the mirror.
Joon pulled an Agatha to her and whispered something in her ear.
Agatha smiled and nodded.
Joon whispered something else in her ear. Agatha looked in her eyes... "Of course. If that is what you wish."
Joon nodded. "It is... It would be a relief."
"I will work on it, Mistress." Agatha was about to turn away. Then Joon stopped her.
"This isn't a Mistress thing, Agatha. It's a best friend thing." Joon's eyes were pleading.
Agatha pulled her into a hug, "I promise, I will do exactly what you want. Anything for my best friend."
Joon nodded. "We can work out specifics later... and I'm going to get Vika and Astrid in the loop too... at least to see if they are interested."
"Absolutely... I can accommodate everyone." Agatha smiled.
While walking down to the cargo area Vika maneuvered alongside Joon. "I want to be a little taller. Aand these..." She cupped her breasts "Like Max and Astrid are now."
Joon's eyes grew wide and she just nodded. Vika kissed her on the cheek. "Best friends."
The day shift gathered for the kata, stretching out and nodding to each other. Four Agatha now and four humans... An Agatha stood at the aft end and bowed. The rest bowed in return... The kata began.
Joon was thinking while she performed the kata... rolling the possibilities around in her mind.
Max was still adjusting to the subtle differences... The thigh slaps from her new appendage were just as frequent, but they were no longer surprising. Astrid was floating on a cloud. Her form was improving and her graceful moves added delicate beauty to her kata. When the kata finished the ladies made their way to the showers.
The long hot shower was delicious. Max washed Joon's hair, and Astrid learned about Vika's dreads. They dried off and got dressed for the day. Joon and Astrid were dressing up for a trip to see Crinx as were two Agatha.
Max decided to stay behind and work with Vika and Agatha on something.
Everyone sat down to a breakfast of a Sausage Scramble and Waffles. The conversation was lively with lots of excited predictions of how the holo-vid was received. Max began to clear the table after breakfast was finished but Vika stepped in and took the cleared dishes to the kitchen.
Max glanced at Agatha who glanced back and shrugged.
Joon and Astrid smooched Vika and Max then departed the ship smiling.
Max stood next to Vika who was standing on a polymer crate from storage, but she washed the dishes without a word. Max got them all scraped and placed into the hot soapy water.
Standing on the crate Vika was still shorter than Max. So the Captain did what anyone who found a tiny, gorgeous woman in that situation would. She knelt down behind Vika, and began kissing her little sculpted butt through the BDU pants she was wearing.
Max kissed her ass for a few minutes. To her credit, Vika continued washing dishes... then added one small change... she unsecured her trousers and let them fall to her feet.
Vika leaned over the sink, her tiny toes gripping the opposite edges of the crate she was standing on, and she kept washing. Her breathing now audible. Max was faced with one of the most beautiful sights she'd ever seen and buried her face in Vika's displayed and damp pussy.
Vika moaned... but kept washing dishes... just at a much slower pace.
Agatha glanced at her wives... Vika's glazed eyes told her the dishes would probably be abandoned soon, luckily, it wasn't a priority. Vika started gasping and gripping the edge of the sink. Agatha stood there, basking in the lust. It was especially flavorful, the odd position and unconventional location.
Max stood up and undid her own trousers, her erect member making it difficult. Vika reached back with both hands, spreading her lips and cheeks wide.
In moments Max was lining herself up and worked herself in with soft ease.
Agatha found her own fingers tracing the outline of her sex. She pushed her hand down her own BDU's and rubbed herself while the waves of lust emanated off her mates.
When the friction of penetration was compensated by wet arousal, Max established a slow consistent rhythm as Vika made soft yelps at the apex of each thrust. Agatha had to admit, Vika was the most adorable sounding girl on the ship, and it seemed that Max thought so, too.
Max felt the desire to do something else. She stopped her stroke and gently reached down and lifted Vika's leg. Her large hand cradling the small, muscled thigh. She then gently signaled Vika to put her weight on that thigh, and carefully lifted her up.
Rotating Vika effortlessly in a gentle but solid embrace, Max placed her palm across the taut ass, now they were face to face. Max continued her rhythm using Vika in a free-standing position. Having complete control.
Vika's glazed eyes and cute noises left no doubt she was enjoying the experience. Max pulled up and Vika actually stretched her muscular legs above her. Her heels laying across Max's shoulders in an illicit display of sensual dexterity.
That seemed to trigger something between them. Vika gripped Max's BDU blouse with both hands and added to the force of the strokes while Max increased the frequency.
Agatha staggered. The monsoon of lust was immense in the kitchen with Max pounding Vika with unleashed fervor. Vika's clenched jaw and chirping noises also reached a fever pitch. Then Max climaxed, and somewhere in between those powerful thrusts, Vika followed...
Agatha had to get Max a chair for her to sit as her legs were weak from the climax and Vika clung to Max. Both were gasping for air.
The two athletes stared at each other in silence as sweat ran off them in rivulets. They both smiled... very pleased with their antics.
Vika gently waved Agatha closer.
Agatha knelt down beside a seated panting Max as Vika laid across her chest. Vika whispered raggedly. "Tell Joon I changed my mind, not taller."
Agatha smiled and nodded.
Joon and Astrid, with bodyguards in tow, walked at pace to the waiting vehicle. Teffa popped the passenger cabin door well before they were near it. The privacy divider was down and a smiling Joon said good morning to Teffa in Slarmian.
With Agatha translating the rest of the conversation they exchanged pleasantries like old friends on the way to work.
Teffa was informed they would be going to the ministry building and she smiled and nodded.
As they were reaching altitude Joon leveled her attention at Astrid. She was wearing a dark-blue office ensemble with matching pumps, her perfectly straight platinum-blonde locks looked dazzling with that color.
Joon wore her calf length flowing ecru skirt, conservative yet comfortable cork wedges, the Kelly-green taffeta blouse, and short waisted brocade jacket. She knew it looked good on her and since they had seen her in it, she would project she was comfortable with them.
"Tell me Astrid..." Joon began, "If you could change how you look, what would you change?"
Astrid blinked, "Well, I'm not sure exactly... "
Joon smiled, "What would you like to look like?"
Astrid giggled, "Well, I hate being so skinny, I wish I had stayed in ballet and gotten some muscle."
"You could always work out." Joon smiled.
"Yea, maybe. But I'd never grow breasts or a perfect butt. I would kill to have a body like Agatha." Astrid smirked, having no idea where this was leading.
"What if I told you... We can give you that body?" Joon asked with a serious face.
Astrid looked at Joon and then laughed... "Don't mess with me Joon. I thought you were serious for a second."
Joon did not change her expression.
Astrid was very quiet, then she said under her breath. "Oh, shit."
Joon nodded. "Do you want a body like Agatha's?"
Astrid was still quiet. "I... I don't know what to say..."
'Una' leaned over to Astrid, "Do you like your height?"
Astrid blinked.
Agatha turned to Joon. "Vika just asked me to tell you, she changed her mind, 'not taller'"
Joon giggled.
Astrid stared at Joon. "Vika doesn't want to be taller?"
'Una' commented. "She likes being small and having free standing sex with Max."
"Oh..." Astrid's eyes grew large. Her mind processing that mental image.
Joon giggled again.
Astrid turned to Joon. "What are you going to do?"
Joon smiled softly, "I am going to have a reduction."
Astrid bit her lip. Her face worried.
"It's okay. I have considered it many times before. But this way... I feel more in control. And if I don't like it." Joon turned a look to Agatha.
"I can change it back." Agatha smiled.
Astrid got all starry eyed. "In that case, yes please. I would love having a beautiful athletic body like Agatha's and I want to be tall... Taller than Ingrid."
Agatha got closer to Astrid and started working out the details of what she wanted.
Vika stood in the cargo hold. She wore only her breast sling-support, leg warmers and arm warmers.
Max wore her grey boy-shorts style panties and matching sports bra.
Agatha was in her g-string.
"Ca'tagri knife fighting is a misnomer." Vika began, "Ca'tagri use hundreds of different styles of weapons. Nearly all of them are edged weapons. There are a few that are only piercing.
Max raised her eyebrows in contemplation.
"Ca'tagri are absolutely devastating in armed melee combat. One on one, the techniques they employ are quick and efficient." Vika continued. "This technique generally favors a two-weapon style, but I have heard of pole arms and long blades used to great effect also."
Vika walked over to the crate she had given Agatha for a wedding gift. Agatha popped the locks and opened the crate. Vika pulled one of the iconic blades out and walked to the center of the cargo hold with it.
"This is a Yelneg war blade, quite possibly the most commonly used design in the Minor Empires... This design has been used by hundreds of factions for thousands of years." The blade had a vaguely blade forward profile, but seemed balanced, not too long, not too short.
Vika showed Max and Agatha the very basic attack strikes. She then walked back to the crate and pulled a second blade...Vika burst into a whirling dance, combined with an overstep tumble, finishing with a combination of whistling slashes that left little to the imagination.
She made thirty strikes in five seconds and crossed the length of the cargo hold.
Max just blinked.
Agatha beamed.
"Speed and precision, knowing the weak points of a particular enemy are paramount."
Vika returned to the crate she replaced the blades into the open slots, then closed and secured the crate.
Max glanced at Vika then at Agatha. "Now what?"
Vika nodded at Agatha.
Another Agatha walked into the cargo hold with six 3cm polymer conduits in 75cm lengths.
Max nodded in understanding.
Vika grinned. "Now the fun begins."
Joon and Astrid exited the transport after Agatha gave her the go ahead. Teffa nodded and pulled away to find a spot to wait.
Joon walked gracefully to the entrance and whe automatic doors opened, and she strolled in.
Armed Slarmian security came to attention as she passed by. She walked to the security desk at reception just like last time.
Astrid was just behind her, while Agatha flanked her progress.
There was a Slarmian at reception who welcomed her and asked her to wait. Agatha sensed nervous anticipation from all they encountered, but nothing negative or offensive.
The receptionist came around the desk at led them deeper into the complex.
Joon realized that the sounds of footsteps were alien to this place, and only the four of them were making those sounds. They echoed throughout the halls, turning heads and encouraging watchful stares...They arrived at the familiar double doors of Ambassador Crinx's office...
The receptionist knocked once and then opened the door, leading them into the office.
Being announced by the receptionist in Slarmian Joon recognized the now familiar sequence of 'Exquisite Lady Jooniper" and it made Joon smile. Ambassador Crinx immediately came around his large and impressive com-desk.
"Crinx, welcomes 'The Exquisite Lady Jooniper'!" Crinx exclaimed. He reached out to hold her hand and bowed above it in a courtly manner.
"Goodness, your Excellency. Such courtesy, I am flattered." Joon smiled broadly.
Crinx smiled himself. "Crinx is so pleased you are here. Crinx, has asked for ministers Zejha and Mullo to join us as well."
Joon nodded with a smile. "Yes, of course, I am very curious to know their thoughts."
Crinx paused. "Crinx is also curious. Crinx, noticed your guide is not with you today, so Crinx shall translate."
"You are most gracious your Excellency." Joon smiled.
Just as Joon looked to Astrid, the two ministers slithered in through the open doors. The receptionist then bowed to Crinx, bowed to the ministers and left, closing the doors.
"Crinx welcomes Minister Zejha and Minister Mullo." the Ambassador was unfailingly polite.
The two Ministers appeared uncomfortable. Joon started to worry.
"Mullo is always pleased to see 'The Exquisite Lady Jooniper'. But is saddened Captain Dame Max is not attending." the Slarmian Minister of Trade said with regret in her voice.
"Stop it, Mullo." Minister of State Zejha reprimanded, "The Exquisite Lady has no time to play to your schemes."
Mullo gasped in feigned indignity. Crinx sighed and put his upper left hand across his eyes. "Ministers, Crinx implores you both, Staverka requires our cooperation this day."
"Zejha will relent with a question for 'The Exquisite Lady Jooniper." The long thin Slarmian continued.
"Zejha is curious why the music holo-vid started and ended in the bazaar, and gave the bazaar more time over all?"
Crinx blinked at the question, but asked Joon without editing the inquiry.
Joon smiled softly. "The bazaar received exactly two seconds more coverage than the other sites with a bit of artistic license in post-production by allowing my smile at the end of the performance."
Crinx Faithfully translated.
The Slarmian Minister of State paused for a moment. "Zejha feels it is unfair. Can it be edited?"
Mello groaned and Crinx sighed, but asked Joon.
Joon smiled in dark humor. "Not a chance."
Crinx's eyes twinkled and gave Joon's answer to Zejha.
The ornately clad official sniffed. "Zejha approves of the holo-vid... under protest."
Mullo actually laughed out loud.
"Mullo was completely delighted and swept away with the holo-vid. Mullo thinks this will begin a new trend in the arts for Staverka. Inspiring young talent for a long time." The Minister of Trade gesticulated with four hands.
"This holo-vid will bring tourists from far away. Mullo will happily approve this masterpiece!"
"Crinx is pleased we have an accord. The Exquisite Lady Jooniper has given us a potent tool. We must apply it wisely to improve our fortunes and reputation." Crinx smiled.
The two Staverka Ministers shook Joon's hand and departed.
Joon glanced at Crinx. "Were you really worried your Excellency?"
"Crinx was not... Not really. But Crinx knows Zejha had to keep her image intact. Zejha was just as impressed with the holo-vid as Mullo and Crinx."
Ambassador Crinx turned to Joon. "Crinx would like to give The Exquisite Lady a reason to return to Staverka. Crinx is putting your name up for Diplomatic Consideration from Terran Federation."
Joon blinked but was speechless.
"Crinx knows it is a big leap. But thinks The Exquisite Lady already did the hard part." The Slarmian Ambassador nodded.
Joon found her voice. "I would love to..."
Crinx smiled. The rubbery flesh around his eyes crinkled.
Joon and Crinx talked about the application process. And how the Trankarans had offered their diplomatic services as go between for all of the Minor Empires many years ago.
"Crinx is curious, Exquisite Lady, are you going to do a holo-vid for the Dauzakai?"
Joon smiled at the question. "I do believe I will. Ambassador Zess seemed very interested."
"Crinx is very fond of Ambassador Zess. We have been through much together." Crinx let the statement hang with an uncharacteristic melancholic expression.
"Your Excellency." Joon looked into his intelligent yellow eyes. "Zess is very pragmatic but she also has great fondness for you as well. I would advise you pursue it... from one romantic to another."
Crinx blinked, smiled, then bowed to Joon.
Joon smiled, then hugged him. He was taken off balance at first. But returned the hug. They promised to stay in touch. Then Joon, Astrid and Agatha departed.
There was no sign of the receptionist. Agatha was certain she could navigate them back to the entrance. Agatha had alerted Teffa and she was waiting for them as they exited. On the flight back Joon was lost in thought. So, Agatha chatted with Teffa.
Astrid was going over details of an impending alteration with 'Una', her nervous excitement was palpable.
Max was just starting to get it... Hitting weak spots could be achieved offensively AND defensively.
Vika was unrelenting, but patient.
Agatha assisted in instructing Max, even though they were learning the same skills.
The polymer conduit was soft enough not to injure, but hard enough to teach.
Max was astonished she wasn't covered in welts... Agatha confessed that it was her fault.
"What do you mean?" Max looked at Agatha.
Agatha smirked as Vika made Max pay for her change of focus.
"What I mean Max, is it's going to be harder to injure you..." Agatha clarified.
Max avoided a small flurry of strikes, then answered with a flurry of her own. "How much harder?" Max asked weaving around Vika and trying to tag her with a hit.
Agatha shrugged. "I'm not sure. I am hesitant to explore the limits."
Max circled around Vika, trying to catch her out of place. Only to realize it was a trap. Vika punished Max with solid hits in rapid succession.
Max sensed Vika was tiring, so went in for a neck shot. Vika deftly moved just slightly to one side, and landed the exact same strike on Max.
"Okay, I'm done." Max sat on the deck, slightly dejected. "You are just too fast. Your balance is ridiculous."
Vika sat next to Max. "You are doing very well for your first day... Much better than I did."
"Was your teacher a hard ass, too?" Max smiled.
Vika beamed. "He was very strict, but I had earned his patience with mystic foresight."
Max giggled. "Kind of like what you did with us?"
Vika nodded with a grin. Agatha sat down with them.
"Balance, speed and accuracy... those are the keys. But any of them alone is not enough." Vika said, her face serious.
"Threat elimination starting with weak points. Knowing your enemies biology and assigning weak points. This can be made with study and practice and become instinctive."
Max nodded. "Like near every training program I have ever had... I will learn this, Sensei. I will become the weapon I need to be."
Vika smiled, then smooched Max's cheek. She whispered. "I know you will."
"I think I need a shower." Max smirked.
Agatha smiled. "Joon and Astrid are on their way back. If you wait a few minutes, I'm sure you'll have company."
Vika and Max giggled and Agatha stood and faced Vika with a crooked grin.
Vika raised an eyebrow... Then rolled backwards on to her feet and Max scooted backward out of the way.
Agatha put everything she had learned and what Max learned into her attack. Vika was instantly hard pressed. She backpedaled, then kicked off the wall into a wicked flurry and tumble.
Agatha blocked and parried eight strikes. But Vika landed four...
Vika beamed at Agatha. "Most excellent... You almost have this!"
When Joon came aboard she leapt into Max's arms. "They loved it Max..." Joon said breathlessly. "We are good to go."
Max started walking to the CQ carrying her wife on her hip. "I need a shower." Joon was carried by Max with no effort. Joon couldn't remember Max being this strong before. Joon glanced at Agatha, Astrid and Vika walking with them.
"Let’s have an impromptu meeting in the shower." Joon announced.
Everyone stripped down and got into the shower... The steaming water was relaxing as the crew soaped up. After the rinsing off and hair washing finished. The shower was toasty and comfortable. Max sat on the one corner bench, and Joon the other. Three Agatha were represented along with Vika and Astrid sitting on the warm tile surface.
Joon began by illuminating the active change Max had received from the sacrifice of one of Agatha's hands. Max smiled at Agatha, and mouthed "Thank you" silently to her. She smiled and nodded. Then Joon outlined the addition of Max's new appendage.
"Where is this going sweetheart?" Max inquired with a raised eyebrow.
Joon smirked. "Just now getting to that, my love."
With the new addition, Joon continued, Agatha had been able to use it as a vector to augment the remaining family with her essence.
Max blinked. "What?"
"Your cum has Agatha's material in it. She is giving the rest of us the same armor you enjoy. Just slowly, and without sacrifice." Joon summarized.
Max stared at Agatha. She gazed back calmly. Her eyes and emotions giving Max a clear impression of her thoughts.
Max nodded at Agatha. "You're scared of losing us..."
Agatha bit her lip... "Terrified."
Max reached out her hand and pulled Agatha close. Kissing her gently on her lips "Okay sweetheart. I get it..." Max smiled. "At least it's more fun than getting bits blown off."
Everyone giggled.
Astrid moved closer. "Speaking of blown off..." She moved her face into Max's crotch, and with a gentle hand lifted the stiffening penis up to her lips. Astrid opened her mouth. Sucking the still wet cock into her mouth.
Joon smiled, then continued her meeting. "There is also an added perk from Agatha via Max giving us this protection."
Max looked up from the amazing view of Astrid's oral skill.
"What... Perk... My dear?" Max shuddered slightly.
Joon grinned. "Agatha can shape our bodies. Letting us look exactly how we wish."
Max thought about that. She was distracted, but it wasn't difficult to see that the entire family could benefit from Max's hard-earned experience.
Max was breathing heavier now. Astrid was bobbing her head on the hard cock. Her lips sliding effortlessly along its length. Completing Max's distraction. The Agatha next to Astrid lay on the floor and wormed her way between Astrid's legs. Her head directly under Astrid's pussy. Her long tongue lashing the sensitive folds there.
"Say for example, giving Max the ability to enjoy Astrid's attention and still have a conversation. Or have complete control over when, how often and how much cum she produces and delivers into our hungry mouths." Joon paused glancing at her mates.
Max nodded, hearing her wife's proposal. "I think... I might... Appreciate that."
Joon smiled at Max, "I am glad you agree... There is going to be some changes occurring. And I don't want them to be a surprise."
Max was getting close. She loved the feeling and knew if she had more control over how her body worked she could enjoy this longer. Astrid was now moaning around Max's cock with Agatha's tongue deep inside her. Max felt those vibrations and slipped off the ledge of her climax. Her eyes rolled back, and Astrid began swallowing.
Joon watched the scene. Her own fingers rubbing herself. She felt her hand being moved as soft lips took its place as Agatha was making sure her Mistress was well attended to. Vika and the last Agatha embraced while watching Astrid swallow her treat.
Max reflected on the information Joon related. Joon had always been in two minds when it came to her breasts. They were her inheritance, she got them honestly from her mother, and there were moments that she absolutely loved them.
Most of the time they were literally a weight she had to carry. Years ago she had given serious thought to surgery. She ended up not going through with it because her mother did not approve. But now, it seemed all the arguments her mother gave then... Would not be a factor.
Agatha had changed the means. Without unnecessary risk or discomfort.
Max supported Joon then, ten years earlier... She would support her beloved wife now. No matter her final decision. Joon pulled Agatha up for a kiss. She then turned on a shower and rinsed off.
"I want to bid a fond farewell to Teffa." Joon proclaimed.
Agatha smiled. "I baked some canoli for her."
Astrid got up off her knees. She helped Agatha to her feet. Max kissed Astrid tasting herself. The sweet vanilla flavor lingered.
Max asked Agatha. "So what in me makes my cum?"
"I gave you a gland that produces it. It will stimulate you when it is full." Agatha smiled.
Max blinked... "Will you give me control over that?"
"Absolutely... I can do that tonight while we sleep." Agatha nodded, "I have a list of things to do tonight."
"Can I do anything to help?" Max inquired. Her soft smile showing her affection.
Agatha smirked. "All you need to do is what you've been doing."
Max smiled, smooching Agatha's cheek. "My pleasure."
Max, Joon, Astrid, Vika, and two Agathas walked down the cargo ramp. The outing together wasn't very far. They stopped at the luxury vehicle they had grown very familiar with over the last week.
Teffa had opened the passenger compartment, but the group ignored it. They gathered around the cockpit. The cockpit unsealed and opened. A nervous Teffa slithered out. Her eyes blinking.
"We came out to bid you farewell, Teffa." Max began speaking in the Slarmian tongue.
Joon continued in Slarmian. "You have performed your duties with precision and distinction."
"You have been loyal and honorable." Astrid continued in Slarmian.
Vika conveyed in Slarmian. "Your service was greatly appreciated, and will not be forgotten."
Agatha finished in Slarmian. "You are now close to our hearts, and we shall return."
Teffa was awed by these words, in her own language. Joon stepped up and gave her a hug quickly followed by the other Deirdre crew members.
Agatha whispered to Teffa. "There is a good chance we will be looking for exceptional people in the future. So, be well and stay safe. We may need you."
Teffa blinked rapidly. Moisture staining her rubbery features. 'Una' gave her a huge container filled with canoli and smooched her cheek.
The crew of the Deirdre returned to the plain, worn looking corvette... A few minutes later it rose off the deck of the platform and made its way into the humid atmosphere of Staverka.
Max had decided on a small quiet nearby system from the choices Agatha had offered. Astrid sat at navigation and plotted the course. Double checked by Agatha with a nod.
Ambassador Crinx had given them a farewell message and hinted to having opened a communicae with T-Fed diplomatic corps through Trankaran channels.
The Deirdre slipped into hyper-warp and in less than eleven minutes slipped out again... The small system had no real planets just two rough rings of asteroid belts orbiting a brown dwarf. The star had an alpha-numeric designation on Trankaran charts. Staverka called it Ixooli and was mined out several centuries ago.
Vika altered course. After a few hours found a large chunk of rock to ease up to.
The theory was that transmitting from next to a large cosmic object would confound pinpoint targeting, so it was accepted practice. Since Deirdre could not be under stealth while using the hyper-link, any additional cover was appreciated.
Max checked the time. Near 1800 Terran standard...
It had been over a week since she reported in with Goat, and a lot had happened. Joon lay her hand on Max’s knee. Her grass-green eyes showed her worry.
"It'll be okay." Max murmured softly. "But I do need to report in."
Joon nodded.
Max looked at Agatha. "Bring up the hyper-link, and prepare to upload. I'm going to chat with Command Sergeant Major Boggs."
Agatha replied. "Yes Captain. Hyper-Link engaged, Aye."
Max saw the connection. It was crisp and fast. Twenty times cleaner than the public connection on Staverka.
Max calmed her anxiety and she logged in as Ms. Muffit and entered Dark Corners.
Her avatar appeared in the same place she had last logged off. The never changing table she sat at and the operations status boards that lined one wall.
Max got up and went to the boards. Ms_Muffit wasn't cleared to access them, so Max could only guess as to their content. But she could see they were all active.
"Ag's, what's our upload status?" Max asked. Glancing at Agatha who was standing next to Astrid at navigation.
She made a few taps and answered. "We are ready to transmit our Intel upload to TFNI data control at your command, Captain."
Max nodded, looking back at the status boards in Dark Corners. "Transmit."
Agatha tapped twice...
"Fifteen hours, fifty-nine minutes fifty-two seconds 'til completion, Captain."
Max saw one of the blank boards light up... and knew exactly what information it conveyed.
"Well done, Ag's..."
BG_Gruff: Anders...
Max turned Ms_Muffit around to see Bogg's Avatar.
Ms_Muffit: Boggs.
BG_Gruff: Mission status?
Ms_Muffit: Free and Clear. Uploading session take.
BG_Gruff: Good. That last upload was massive. How much do you have this time?
Ms_Muffit: Approx. 16 hours.
BG_Gruff: WTF, Anders...
Ms_Muffit: You can yell at me after the upload. You'll have plenty of reasons.
BG_Gruff: What did you do?
Ms_Muffit: It's in the Intel. Cover intact.
BG_Gruff: Am I going to catch hell?
Ms_Muffit: Negative.
BG_Gruff: Do you need anything?
Ms_Muffit: Negative... How is Olympus?
BG_Gruff: Been better...
Ms_Muffit: Stay safe.
BG_Gruff: Working on it.
BG_Gruff has logged out.
Max pursed her lips in thought... She turned Ms_Muffit around and looked at the boards again, wishing she had access to them. Max logged Ms_Muffit out of Dark Corners and thought about what happened on Olympus.
Joon leaned her head on Max. "That felt kind of rough."
"Yea..." Max turned to look at Joon.
"We'll be here a while. I'm sure I'll be chatting with Ira again."
Joon looked up at Max. "Hungry?"
Max smiled. "I could eat."
Agatha looked back over her shoulder and smiled.
Max and Joon walked together off the bridge to get a bite only to see Vika and Astrid were setting out plates and silverware. Max and Joon walked into the galley as the table was finished being set and three Agatha were in the kitchen and started bringing out dinner.
"Yngsi ubi Mgesh" Agatha named the greens and fungus based Slarmian Stew. “Along with ‘Toad in the Hole’ and ‘Garlic Hummus and fresh Pita Bread.’"
Max blinked at the Stew...
Joon immediately dished herself a bowl. "I had this the other day, it's delicious, and perfectly safe."
Agatha nodded. "Yes that dish has none of the alkaloids sometimes found in Slarmian cooking."
Max gave it a taste, and her eyebrows raised, "That's pretty good... spinachy with mushrooms."
"I got that particular recipe from Teffa. It's her mother’s recipe." Agatha smiled.
Everyone tucked in. Conversations revolved around the upload. Tthe music holo-vid and Max's elevation. Astrid was on her third plate when Agatha winked at her. Agatha noticed Vika tear into the last Pita bread. "Let me get some more bread."
She glanced at Joon who nodded.
She went into the kitchen and refilled the large basket. Then everything went dark... completely black....
Max jumped, "Status?"
Max's eyes sensed a glow from the kitchen. Then it slowly grew.
She could see the outline of the three hands of Agatha, she noticed the illumination was growing brighter.
Max could feel Joon next to her...
The glow was revealed... It was a birthday cake... With two lit candles. One was in the shape of the numeral two... The other the numeral nine...
Max felt Joon's mouth next to her ear, and she whispered. "Happy birthday, sweetheart. I love you."
Max's family sang the traditional tune that somehow transcended centuries.
Max smiled, closed her eyes, and blew out the candles... The lights came back up in perfect timing that could only have been Agatha.
Agatha put slices on plates and Max took a bite... It was carrot and zucchini cake with cream cheese icing... her favorite.
Max beamed a smile. "Thank you, everyone."
Astrid bit her lip, then glanced at Joon.
Joon smiled at Astrid then shifted her focus to Max. "Sweetheart?"
Max looked at Joon. "Yes, my love?"
"If you're able to accommodate her, Astrid needs more." Joon smirked.
Max blinked... "More what?"
Astrid's cheeks were crimson.
Joon raised here eyebrow.
"Oh..." Max said. "I would hate to end this party early."
Joon giggled. "It doesn't need to end." She nodded to Astrid.
Astrid eased out of her chair and under the galley table as Joon undid Max's trousers. Max pulled them down, and off. Astrid pulled down the boy shorts style panties. So Max took those off too.
Max sat back down and welcomed Astrid between her legs.
Joon slowly fed Max birthday cake while Astrid enveloped Max with her mouth. Vika watched the scene. Agatha sat next to her. Beautiful cat-like eyes half lidded. Vika glanced at Agatha. "You really like it when we have sex." It wasn't a question.
"Oh, yes..." Agatha sighed happily. "It is such an amazing flavor, I am thoroughly addicted to it."
Vika smiled. "I am glad. You deserve happiness."
Agatha beamed a smile and gave Vika a smooch. Vika and Agatha had some birthday cake as Max laid a gentle hand on the platinum-blonde head bobbing slowly in her lap. It didn't take very long for Max to climax. She panted staring at the platinum blonde.
Astrid swallowed deeply. Her lavender eyes looking up at Max.
Agatha and Vika cleared most of the galley table as Astrid reclaimed her seat. Still licking her lips. Max blinked... She glanced at Astrid. "I feel like I am missing something."
Astrid blushed again... "I was told the more of your cum I swallow, the easier it will be for Agatha to shape me."
"Oh, right!" Max nodded. "That makes sense... I'll try to give you some more before we sleep."
Astrid beamed a smile. "Thank you, Max. I really appreciate that."
Max and Joon exchanged smiles.
Max, still sitting bottomless in her chair, ate the last of her birthday cake, sucking the last dollops of cream cheese icing from her fingers.
"I'm going to practice on my harp-guitar. There is a song I want to try on it." Joon smiled.
Vika sat down next to Max looking at Joon. Astrid glanced at Vika as Vika shifted her focus to Astrid. Astrid licked her lips and smiled as they both giggled.
"Taller huh?" Vika smiled. Resting her freckled chin in her palm.
Astrid nodded slowly... "And athletic."
Vika smirked. "I'm going to make you work out with me then."
Astrid blinked, then nodded. "Okay..."
Joon got up and smooched Max then walked out of the galley. A few minutes later soft chords were echoing through the corridor.
Vika turned to Max. "Can I search for my old information on the holo-net?"
Max blinked. "Of course you can. As long as the hyper-link is up."
Agatha laid her hand on Vika's shoulder. "Would you like some assistance?"
"That is very appreciated." Vika nodded. "I only have a vague idea what I am looking for."
Vika and Agatha got up and went to the quarter deck to utilize the com-hub. Astrid switched seats to sit next to Max. Her thin body gracefully posed in the chair. Max raised an eyebrow.
"Max, tell me about being tall..." Astrid crooned.
Max smirked. "You can reach the top shelf, without using a step."
They both giggled.
Joon's talented fingers did an intricate dance across the inlaid fret board. The soft and precise actions eliciting a haunting melody. Joon found it... At least she thought so... She would know for sure when they got to Dau.
The information on Dau was spotty. They had tourism, beautiful beach side resorts in perpetual twilight. Some of the best interstellar dining outside of Terran cuisine. The Dauzakai boasted a huge tech base. The entire population was literate and computer savvy and, unlike most of the Minor Empires, did not have any issues with cybertech.
On Dau, cybertech was embraced... The Dauzakai had a very high regeneration rate and their physiology was adaptive to implants of surprising variety.
Joon recalled the section of her medical cache detailing the Dauzakai. Nowhere, that she could find, was the male of the species mentioned. But Zuri had said to Max "Pray you never meet a male of my species. They are not... sociable."
Joon had no idea what defined sociable to Dauzakai, but it sure sounded like a warning. Ambassador Zess had not mentioned anything. But she wasn't the kind who would. Joon would have to delve a little deeper into those mysteries when they got to Dau.
Her earbud crackled. "Joon, would you come up to the com-hub please?"
Joon blinked. She put her beautiful harp-guitar into its case. Safely stowing it away before she walked out of the CQ.
Astrid giggled. Max's joke was self-deprecating but was quite funny considering her exposed state and the dangling member she owned. Max confessed it wasn't really as bad as she had initially feared. In school, boys had always been wary of Max. Her height and athletic lifestyle seemed to encourage them to keep her at arm’s length.
In the TFMC she was both appreciated and respected as she was able to hold her own. The few individuals she met who were her equal or even taller never even looked twice at her.
Astrid smiled. "I always enjoyed physical activity. But I didn't have the same body type as my mother. She called me delicate, and instead of encouraging me to get stronger, she pushed me to study." Astrid's wry smile held some pain.
Max nodded. "I hope Ag's can change that for you. I would love to take your martial arts training further."
Astrid's smile turned more genuine. "I would like that too."
"Good, thank you, for being who you are, not for what you look like." Max smiled.
Astrid bit her lower lip, her eyes getting misty.
Agatha walked over from the kitchen... "Vika... would like you both in the com-hub."
Max blinked. Astrid nodded. They both got up and walked out into the corridor. They walked to the com-hub. Vika was scrolling through dozens of holo-vids.
Max narrowed her eyes. There were tear stains on Vika's face. Two Hands of Agatha were kneeling on either side of Vika. They looked up when Max came in. Astrid caught snippets of the data attached to the holo-vids...
- Crime Family Prosecuted- -Felmutter Yavikovich Connection- -Authorities Arrest Corporate Leaders- -Yavikovich Vanishes- -Felmutter Crime Syndicate Fractured-
Vika stared at the old holo-vid she just stopped on... It was a small loop... A barrel-chested red-haired man in a stylish suite, a freckled blonde woman with a small freckled red-haired girl in her arms.
Joon walked into the com-hub and saw the holo-vid loop.
"Oh... Sweetheart." Joon muttered.
Vika's lower lip quivered. "I guess... I found it..."
Max wrapped her arms around Vika and whispered. "We are here. We will never leave you."
Vika turned in her seat and hugged Max. Max gathered Vika in her arms. Walking slowly out of the com-hub. The entire day crew cuddled together in the CQ, everyone snuggled with Vika. With the closeness of her wives and Agatha sending her loving emotions Vika settled down.
The conversations were soft with everyone so subdued.
Vika sat up and looked at Max. "You should let Astrid suck you again..."
Max blinked. "Are you sure?"
Vika nodded. "It's important to her, so it's important to me."
To confirm her words Vika kissed Astrid and guided her in between Max's long legs.
Vika kissed Max's slowly stiffening member, making it twitch. She smiled, enjoying the reaction.
Astrid leaned over and took Max into her mouth while watching Vika. Vika ran her short fingers through Astrid's hair and gently gripped it. Astrid smiled around Max's cock and nodded to Vika. Empowering the smaller woman who gripped Astrid's hair a little tighter then pushed the platinum-blondes head down on Max's cock. She then pulled it back away a moment later. Then repeated the action.
Max watched the interplay. Her eyes dilated with arousal.
Joon and Agatha cuddled together watching with fascination the gentle power play between Astrid and the tiny freckled red head. The event continued and as Vika increased the rate of strokes Astrid's mouth made on the throbbing cock caused Max to moan in response.
Vika was using Astrid, with her permission, to jack Max off... with Astrid's mouth.... It was delicious! The dynamics were nothing the family had explored until now, but Astrid's willingness to let Vika use her showed absolute trust and love. Vika, however, was completely enthralled... She was visibly shaking as a consequence.
Max gasped, and screwed her eyes shut.
Vika held Astrid's face on the pulsing cock and Astrid swallowed deeply several times. Vika waited there. Watching Max's face, and her telltale smile. She then pulled Astrid's head back fully off Max. And pulled Astrid into a kiss. Their tongues swirling as the sweetness was shared.
"That was tremendously hot." Joon said softly.
Max nodded in agreement.
Astrid and Vika pulled back from the kiss staring at each other.
"Thank you..." Vika started.
Astrid fumbled. "I loved that..."
They both smiled. Realizing it was mutually euphoric, they hugged each other.
Joon quickly moved to suck on Max's softening member to get the last remnants of sweet vanilla. Afterwards, Astrid and Vika spooned next to Max with an Agatha directly behind them. Joon cuddled in her usual spot under Max's left arm with an Agatha tucked directly behind her.
Then an Agatha crawled into the spot Astrid had vacated between Max's legs. Her long tongue cleaning the damp drool the 'forced' blowjob had aroused from Max's lady bits. The last fragments of conversation were loving, tender, and relaxing...
One by one they drifted into slumber where safe harbor lay for the dreams of Deirdre's crew.
Max opened her eyes... Soft wisps of delightful embrace clung to her consciousness. She could feel the breath of a still sleeping Joon against her breast. Two someone’s kissed her thighs... Then again... The perfect synchronicity strongly suggested it was Agatha.
Max enjoyed the way Agatha turned all of her selves into the expressions of a single mind in these situations. Agatha's two separate mouths worked in concert with Max's morning glory becoming the focus of Agatha's attention. Her subtle ministrations were so gentle yet paramount, completely captivating Max's attention.
Max's breathing was deepening. She could feel Joon stirring next to her. Joon kissed Max's breast, then shifted her focus to Agatha's two selves as she set about pleasing her senior wife.
Joon sat up and began kissing Max on her lips. "Good morning, my beautiful Dame." Max tried to answer but could only smile as Agatha redoubled her effort. Joon watched Agatha mesmerized. The twins working their mouths up and down Max's throbbing cock.
Max moaned... but it was different this time... it wasn't overwhelming her. She could feel herself on the edge, but Max knew she was in complete control, she could stay right there as long as she wanted, and just enjoy the feeling. Max did just that... and Agatha knew it, she worked the throbbing member over and over.
Moaning with pure pleasure, Max reveled in the incredible feeling, and Agatha seemed to feed on it. Agatha's two separate mouths working in tandem pleasured Max, who was now in a self-sustaining feedback loop. And they both loved it.
Agatha gasped, and stopped suddenly. Her two exotic beautiful faces staring at Max in shock.
"Contact Trace!" She exclaimed in stereo.
Max was surprised... but she had cognitive control.
"Code Black!" Max responded almost instinctively.
In less than three seconds the tiny warship stopped transmitting, retracted it's hyper-link generator and engaged it's sensor-baffle suite.
The PCCFX digital optical layer blended in with chameleon-like proficiency, copying the color and texture patterns of nearby asteroids.
Max panted. "Report."
Agatha immediately outlined the contact trace. "Single point source. Sensors read as a Terran built light cruiser configured ship.
"What are they doing?" Max inquired.
At this point the entire bed was awake and paying close attention.
"Nothing yet..." Agatha responded.
Max filled in everyone on what they knew...
"Active sensors detected... Light cruiser is starting a search pattern..." Agatha's voice was emotionless... But her eyes were pleading.
Vika turned to Max.
Max looked at her.
Vika's jaw was clenched. Then she said. "We are being hunted..."