Ansem125 and Nightmaregoddess

[Nightmaregoddess]

"Are you getting this control?" Anya said in amazement at the sight she had been treated to upon entering the drifting cruise liner "Cockus Gigantus". "The environment is stable..." She opened her helmet and took a deep breath, letting her internal components test for toxins. "...the air is clean save for an unknown contaminant that doesn't pose a threat to my systems. Other than that it is just old. But look at this place!" This was just the cargo bay, and all over the floors were filthy, pasted with crusty fluids of some kind. There was no discernible pattern in colors or consistency.

"Hold on, I'm running an analysis." High protein levels....organic...semen? "Okay command you are not going to believe this."

"Go ahead Agent." Command came back.

"I've identified the dried fluids on the floor....and it's semen...."

".....come again agent?" She expected that. She took samples from various colored patches to verify, one by one they all came back the same.

"Yeah command it's a art gallery in here. Floors, walls, it looks like the whole crew was going at it for weeks in here!" She grinned to herself. That idea was both arousing and hilarious, what a headline that would make.

"Um....roger that agent.....keep us posted I guess..." Right. She tapped a small metal plate on her right temple and a holographic visor stretched across her vision. Then made her way out of the cargo deck. Even in the maintenance halls it was the same, everywhere the walls were stained with dried spunk.

"Damn. If they are alive....four months? Did they get out of control or something?" She was talking to herself, but when she finished her visor beeped as her internal systems identified the unknown contaminant. Phallisol concentrate? But only the Phallon V parasite generated that toxin...that would explain the mess but what was a highly controlled medical aphrodisiac like Phallisol spores doing on a cruise liner? She sent the info to command and kept searching for clues.

 

[Nightmaregoddess]

Anya was looking at a systems readout panel that was disabled, trying to get it working when the alien walked up and started talking to her...quite comfortably in fact. She flicked her wrist, arming her Distruption Matrix in case he was violent. She'd heard of cases involving Phallon V that ended ugly. However he seemed quite at home, if a bit tense. His question led her to believe he didn't know she didn't belong here, maybe they had been in here so long it damaged their mental states or something.

"Hello." She kept her arm taught, ready to fire her weapon the moment he attacked. "I'm just..." After a brief second she decided to play along with him for now. She had no idea the state the rest of the crew and patronage were in, and the last thing she needed was a mad rush to steal her shuttle. "....I'm just out for a walk. You know the upper decks get so dull at times..." She smiled at him. He was a Purian if she wasn't mistaken, and if he was under the influence of Phallon V that meant he was a problem. Purian's were known for their taste in human women.

"Agent we have new information." Shit. The mic was implanted, so the Purian couldn't hear it, but she couldn't speak back either. "Scans have picked up lifesigns all over the ship. The crew is still mostly intact as far as we can tell. In regards to the Phallon V you need to get the filtration systems back online and they should all be fine. Under no circumstances are you to harm any civilians." She blanched and closed the circuit. That was bad, they had effectively made her job immensely difficult. How was she supposed to deal with them when they discovered her....like right now?

"So uh? How about this power right?" She sucked at dealing with people. "Um....what do you do for fun around here?" She said the first thing that came to mind, and immediately realized her mistake. Damn! That was like an open invitation!

 

[Nightmaregoddess]

Shit! This was bad. There was no way she was overpowering a Purian without hurting him! She glanced around looking for an exit. When suddenly her internal situational analysis program uploaded a probability. It stated that due to the situation, compliance with any crew that she met was the best solution. Really? Fuck them all? That is your solution?! The program continued, stating that it could actually replicated Phallon V inside her body, and release it through her fluids in large quantities. This would of course cause a significant increase in arousal for her partner, but it would overload their nervous system upon climax, effectively knocking them out without actually hurting them. She looked at the Purian, completely astounded that this was really her only option. He was a dish at least...she bit her lip. She had to decide soon or the Purian might take matters into his own hands.....fuck it.

"And um...what exactly do you mean?" She said with a smile, stepping closer to him. This was ridiculous. This sounded like a bad porno movie or something. She sighed on the inside, who was she kidding? Her promiscuity was legendary at command. This would just be a test of her stamina, like the Space-Sex Olympics or something. Once close enough she reached out and ran her finger down his center-line, he really was a piece of art with all that muscle. At the end of it's journey her finger hooked itself into his pants, giving them a playful tug. The bulge in his pants was quite noticeable, and impressive. She just hoped that she didn't catch anything her bionics couldn't handle.

"I don't suppose you know where we can find something comfortable down here do you?" She hoped for a bed at least, but she wasn't holding her breath.

 

[Nightmaregoddess]

"Oh I'm sure we will..." Damn. Not even a cot? She kept her smile up as he moved his hands along her arms and pulled at her flightsuit. She didn't feel safe undressing completely, there were a lot of important things built into her bracers, and her suit. Luckily, her thighs were already completely exposed, and the rest of her suit was a nanite weave, so it had a very nice function for such occasions. She ran her finger down between her breasts, and the fabric covering them dissolved away, leaving her heavy mounds free for use. A second line down her naval caused the crotch of her suit to dissolve as well.

"Oh I'm sure you wou....wow..." She was replying to his comment towards her lips when his cock sprang out. And she was beginning to see the bright side to all this....big....veiny....and bright. His cock was a masterpiece, thick and long, pure white like the rest of his skin. She regained her composure and moved in, kneeling in front of him and taking his shaft in hand. Even through her gloves she could feel the throb of his heartbeat through this incredible piece of meat. "The things I do for my government...." She said as she swallowed his dick with professional skill, taking it all the way to the balls on the first go in order to surprise him. Then she slowed down, sucking and stroking him, running her tongue up the length of his shaft, and sucking his balls like a hungry animal.

 

[Nightmaregoddess]

She had to admit. This could be a whole lot worse. She didn't let up on his cock, taking him deeper and deeper until she was throating him. Fortunately, she didn't technically need to breath. So she could do it without stopping until he came. But she prided herself on giving head, vigorously and skillfully. She would slide him down against his thrust all the way to his balls, stopping to stick her tongue out and lick his sac. Then she would pull out, sucking the tip hard while stroking his shaft. She would stroke with both hands while she sucked his balls into her mouth, massaging them with her skilled tongue. As she did her analysis program started feeding her data. It told her that the modified aphrodisiac was ready, it could be released via all her fluids, including saliva. She paused for a brief moment....then told it to wait for her approval. It was a breach of protocol for sure, but if she was going to do this, then she was getting something out of it.

"Do you like my tongue on your cock Purian?" She asked as she played her tongue across his tip. "Do you want to come yet? Go ahead....I'm feeling peckish...."