A Strange Planet Called Zigrida

It's 2157; the Earth has finally achieved a peaceful world. Commander Scott Jefferson of the United Earth's Interplanetary Space Force is on a mission to explore a nebula deep in space, which he has affectionately named Savannah. The reason for this name? Like many young men, Commander Jefferson has his own elusive girl who got away. He was too shy to approach her, and she was too busy to notice him. Despite never having married, the Commander has always held a passion for space exploration since it was his childhood dream. Though he once had a time when he dated many attractive women, things never seemed to materialize.

As the Commander daydreamed, the flight navigator approached him and said, "It's time to go."

He approached the launching plaza, where the world's best scientific technicians gathered. The Planetary fleet complex was home to one of the seven launching plazas globally, Alabaster Blue. He commanded a spacecraft, the Enigma 572, with a crew of five - three males, including himself and two females.

Interesting! He had no idea the Earth now has 12 interplanetary spaceships capable of speed-light travel, up from 9 a few years ago. Interplanetary travel has developed so much that we can quickly fly around the solar system using the vortex.

He'd like to know how long the SVT-t think tank took to create the Scientific Solar Vortex that increase its power torque utilizing the sun's gravitation. Incredibly, the ship's hydraulic port clamps expand, building gravitation and charging its hyper-power magnetic cells. Unfortunately, the vessels can only jump and travel to other planets within our solar system.

This became the scientific wonder of the world.

It's important to note that the vortex is only effective within the sun's distant planets. The gravitational pull outside this area is too weak to sustain the vortex's power.

They were to jump to Neptune and then use the speed-light ship Enigma to travel to IYG-54.

Our crew is a diverse group of individuals with unique skill sets. It's impressive that they have cross-trained abilities to handle any situation that may arise while on the flight. Mellissa's experience in medical and maritime fields is helpful, and Mike and Lisa's additional instruction and degrees will undoubtedly be valuable. It's good to know that Scott is in command, and while he may not have a medical specialty, his minor specialties in all other ship areas undoubtedly could be handy.

The discovery of radio waves indicating the presence of intelligent life on IYG-54 was a groundbreaking discovery.

It was the first time such signals had been detected, which sparked great excitement and curiosity worldwide. This discovery changes our understanding of the universe and our place in it. It indicates that we are not alone in the cosmos and that other intelligent life forms may exist. The importance of this discovery cannot be overstated, and it is a testament to the incredible advancements in technology and science that have made it possible.

A ship was immediately prepared, and a crew was selected and sent out.

The Commander was focused and determined to make the mission successful. He studied the ship's operations manuals to ensure everything was in order. Despite the crew's encouragement to wine down at the bar, he chose to rest and prepare for the journey ahead. It was clear that he had been selected for the mission because of his exceptional skills and experience, which made him the most suitable candidate for the job on such short notice.

Finally, boarding the ship, it took off, traveling at space light speed x 3 to make it there in an estimated three years.

All was going well. Mike had time to call his wife, Steve, his girlfriend. Lisa was in the science lab scanning more of this radio wave phenomenon. Mellissa was in the medical bay getting supplies and equipment set up.

Two years and six months into the mission, Lisa suddenly called the bridge, saying," A strange radiation wave surrounds the nebula. Satellites from Neptune did not pick it up, and we will reach it in about three months.' 'I ran several chemical analyses and biological compositions; I believe it's dangerous."

Commander Scott asked," Is there any way to avoid this thing by going around it."

Lisa replied," According to my scans, it is too big, and I believe it bubbles the whole nebula."

Steve then suggested using the Magnetic Force Wave Shield.

Commander Scott asked Steve, "Will the shield be effective enough to hold back the radiation?"

Steve replied," It should hold, sir."

The Commander stated, "We could just turn around and avert the mission?"

No one liked that idea, not after coming so far.

Steve looked at the crew and me and said, "I have looked over Lisa's findings; I cannot find any reason for it to penetrate our Magnetic wave. Sir, the Magnetic Force Wave Shield ought to hold."

Commander Scott ordered all power diverted to the Mag Wave, then asked, "Steve, how sure are you?"

He said, "I'm 95% sure, Commander."

The Commander thought, "If I cancel the mission, I could use sensor readings and Lisa's analysis and go back home—the safe choice.' 'Or I could trust the best engineer in the space force, my friend.' 'Would I even get another shot at this?"

He said, "Well, that is going to be good enough."

Everyone agreed to move forward with the mission.

Lisa continued to view the sensor readings but was having difficulty with the radiation." It was just blocking everything the closer they got; strange," she said.

After reaching the radiation belt, additional sensor scans showed nothing that they hadn't already had.

The Commander ordered all life support to be switched to the medical bay to provide as much protection as possible and for Steve to magnetize the hull.

He told Lisa to send a message to Earth Command warning of this energy radiation wave, that it was three years outside the solar system at light speed times 3, and about our situation. We were going through it, and the Mag Wave Shielding should hold. That was not a given, but the crew and I were willing to take the risk to advance on with the mission.

Lisa sent the message.

They all headed to the Medical bay, where we could most efficiently maintain life support. That area also had the highest, a foot-thick Perspex Shield Screen in the walls. Scott thought it best to slow down to sub-light speed while traveling through the radiation, not risking the light-speed engines.

A swooshing sound hit the Mag wave; we were okay at first. About two days into this radiation bombardment, a squeaking, prattle, and mutter sounded, shaking the ship.

Our sensor emergency lights alerted us.

Steve said, "Sir, the Mag Shield was weakening!"

The Commander said, "Hold on, do not panic.' 'We are unsure how much this radiation would infiltrate the ship, but as Steve had said, we have 95% shield protection plus a magnetized hull."

An attention alert beeped! A sudden bumble, followed by a hissing and chime, echoed through the ship. However, despite the initial panic, the ship and we remained unaffected and calm.

Then Mike and Steve began to have abdominal pains

"Ooh ah ooh," they were both moaning.

Mellissa checked the medical sensors but could not detect anything wrong; she could only give them pain control medication to put them to sleep.

She continued to check the medical sensors, but to no avail; she hit it, saying, "Damn thing."

Three hours later, both Mike and Steve passed away.

The commander ordered them to engage the light-speed engines and bust through this stuff; they passed through within several hours.

The tragic news of Mike and Steve's passing shocked Commander Scott and Mellissa. Commander Scott turned to Mellissa urgently and asked for an explanation. However, Mellissa had only one theory and no concrete evidence to support her claim. Their sudden deaths are a stark reminder of how fragile life can be. May their souls rest in peace.

He said, "Okay, what do you think?"

"This must have something to do with melanin; that would explain why you aren't affected."

"Hm," he said.

She showed him the scanner. This scanner is only just now showing up on this damn thing as Melissa struggled with it; the viewscreen was showing a green light saying, "Tyrosine amino acid.' 'It does protect skin from our sun's radiation," stated Mellissa.

The Commander said, "But you're as white as the guys; how can this be? What about estrogen?"

She shrugged, "I don't know, but my sensor reading suggests that melanin is the only help against this radiation."

Scott said, "This is unreal." He did not know what else to say; his friends and colleagues were gone due to some insane, strange radiation.

The ship had passed through the radiation, and it seemed unchanged, or so they thought.

Then Lisa reported. "Sir, the space light emergency engine light was on."

Lisa and Mellissa wanted to turn around, but the Commander did not want to go through that radiation barrier surrounding the nebula again. We had melanin medication to give the women that might help, but what if the natural ingredient was the only protection? He also figured the radiation was affecting all the devices on the ship, even the medical scanners.

He would only risk returning if there was a little more understanding or if he had no other choice. He suspected that something else had to be protecting the women. Would they be going through this radiation work a second time? Plus, no one had enough experience to repair the light-speed engines; it looks like they burned out. He knew he had to get their minds back on the mission after all this, and to come so far.

"Lisa, Melissa, don't we at least need to look, Right?' 'Did Mike and Steve die in vain?' besides, the light-speed engines are damaged," Commander Scott said

The women looked at each other, and then both nodded in agreement.

Captain Scott did not want to use the light-speed engines. They needed a complete system check, and the sensor engine trouble light was on. Since there was no engineer, we will have to travel by Impulse thrusters for now.

"I'm glad I went over those manuals," The Commander told his remaining crew, "but it will take craftsmen to rebuild the burnt-out section of the engine wiring and replacement parts."

Entering Nebula IYG-54

Remaining at sub-light speed, Lisa monitored the sensors. "Nothing was detected, but the radio wave beams were now much louder," she said.

Mellissa took over navigation.

After a few days, the long-range sensors began to sound off (pulsating, beep beep) as Lisa monitored.

"Commander Scott, it's a planet!"

"What!" the Commander said, looking shocked.

The ship traveled another two hours and came across an Earth-like planet in the middle of this IYG-54 nebula.

Establishing orbit, they circled, noticing its vastness.

"My," he said, "It's twice the size of the Earth."

Half were oceans and seas with marine life, and half were mountains, hills, and valleys. Goodness, there was a large plateau in the middle continent, of which there were three.

The crew continued sensor readings; after 1/2 of an orbit, they found light from the moon circling the IYG planet. It acted like our sun, not as hot but shining down on the planet's surface, serving the same purpose; it was an incredible sight to behold.

They heard the radio waves as sounds now, like a language of some sort and, believe it or not, strange, almost like music.

It took a few moments to realize the magnitude of it. Wow, the first life was discovered by human beings in outer space. We had to investigate, learn as much as possible, and then send or take that info back to the Earth. As for me, I am getting back to the Earth one way or another, he told himself.

That seemed simple enough, but another week of sensor readings showed a little more. The radio beam waves remained a mystery.

However, Lisa reported that communications were ineffective in contacting Earth due to the radiation belt we had just passed. The radio beam waves from the planet's surface could get through, but nothing from us.

What were these radio wave beams?

He decided it was time to take a closer look at the planet.

Mission to the planet's surface.

He would go alone, investigate, and then return using the landing ship.

Lisa and Mellissa did not like him going alone, but he knew the orbiting ship needed two to fly, even if it was on autopilot for only a few hours.

If he did not get back in a few hours, they would have to come looking for him. Lisa placed a tracking device on his suit.

"Also, the landing ship could be tracked from orbit," Mellissa stated.

So, off the Commander went in the landing ship.

As he got through the clouds, a city appeared. It was full of strange-looking buildings like they used the grass and trees as houses and then saw cobblestone roads like ample sidewalks.

He did not see any air flight systems, thinking he would land a few miles from the city.

He landed quietly in a wooded area using the anti-gravity landing engines. The sensors showed that the air was good to breathe—better quality than our Earth's!

He started his first information-gathering quest to discover who lived on this planet.

The landing ship came equipped with anti-gravity shoes that were like walking on and running in midair. The Commander wore a cloaking spacesuit, which only operated for a few hours. Thus, he mostly traveled with it turned off. He also made sure the tracking device was in working order.

He traveled 3 kilometers and came across a lone house that, at first, he thought was a raised grassy hillside. He observed for about an hour when one inhabitant came out.

It was an Alien female; was it a real woman? He could tell by her breasts, hair, and shapely legs. Not what he had been expecting to find. Boy, she was beautiful!

"Hmm," he thought. "I better get back to the ship. Oh, I will stay for just a few more minutes."

He turned on the cloak and hid.

She sniffed the air and then looked in his direction. He stayed as quiet as possible. He guessed the beautiful woman looked 27-ish and about 5 feet 7 inches tall. She walked up to him, sniffing again until she was about 5 feet away, and then ran back to the organic grass house.

He continued to watch, thinking he was safe after all the stealth suit was on, and it was working correctly. He would stay and continue to observe these native alien people, he thought.

The Commander watched; two others appeared, looking like the first, like Earth women. The first girl pointed in his direction.

Then, one woman went off to the east and one to the west while the girl approached.

The woman approaching blew a soft wind whistle in his direction, and he immediately felt weird and dizzy. It was as if he could not breathe. The Commander turned the cloak off to get some fresh air.

"So much for hiding," he said to himself.

Suddenly, this woman stood right before him. He noticed her scent—captivating and pleasant, like pink lemon roses.

She looked at his skin, touching and smelling it.

Then the other two women arrived; they looked him in the eyes, which made him obey them. She ordered Scott to follow them to their house.

He walked but was still a little dizzy as he went with them.

Inside, grassy floors, rugs, and wooden furniture seemed organic. The inhabitants spoke their language, but the Commander could not understand them.

They then gestured for him to take off his clothes. He did not seem able to help himself; he had to obey them. Scott soon found what they were most interested in getting a closer look at, especially the meat between his legs.

Oh my, why is he so dizzy?

He pulled down his flight suit, revealing his 7-inch black cock; their eyes grew big. He still felt a little out of it, but his cock was getting stimulated. The three women watched with interest as it grew to 10 inches of hard, dark meat, the shaft a good 2 1/2 inches thick.

He could not understand what was happening to him or what was causing such an effect.

Then, one whispered into the Commander's mind, saying they needed his cream.

She pointed out that they had probed his mind via telepathy and now understood his dialect.

He tried to respond in words or thoughts but could not think straight. All he wanted to do was what pleased them. Finally, he managed to answer back with only one word. "Yes."

The women smiled." Lay down," they said; he did as commanded.

She smiled and then blew into his mouth, then kissed him.

He had never felt a sensation like it. Tlipion was the first female's name who approached him; her saliva went into his bloodstream and then into his Testicular Sac, causing his sperm to increase production; it was weird but pleasing; he groaned.

He had no power to stop what they were doing to him; he wanted to. But his willpower was gone; he was powerless and in control of strange alien women.

The first contact with aliens is going to be inside one, fucking? He thought.

Then, the girls began to talk to each other. They agreed that since Tlipion had found him, she should have the first 'serving.'

She was blonde and looked much like a Scandinavian-style woman back on Earth. But my goodness, she was beautiful to behold.

Tlipion removed her clothes, which were all made of organic materials, like her home. The grass outside her door was woven with tree leaves and plant fiber. Her body was amazing—just the same parts as any human woman back on Earth, but with one difference. It was perfect, without any wrinkles on her skin or cellulitis.

He tried not to get hard up, but her telepathy ordered it, and now, while looking at her fantastic body, it was hard not to follow along. His black dick was hard and sticking straight up at the 3 of them.

Telepathic breeding

Tlipion seemed to have noticed that, too. She took his big black cock in her hand and pumped it up and down, and then squeezing it, she looked in wonder at how big, thick, and dark it was.

She asked her sisters, "Why was this male one's meat so big and dark brown?" They did not answer; they just looked with their mouths open in amazement.

Then she stood up naked on this bench-like platform; he could see everything; she paused, letting the Commander's eyes look at every region of her body. Her nipples were like milk bottles, her legs soft and smooth, her pussy hair blondish silk looking.

She straddled him, allowing him to look right into her beautiful vagina hole, which was a light pink and glistening with light due like you see after morning rain. Its smell was like flowers on a spring day.

She then slowly straddled Scott sinking her pussy down one inch. Squeezing it in looked like a rubber band but was going in steadily. She rocked back and forth until she had buried herself balls deep on his lap.

Her titties were gorgeous, full and round, looked like ice-cream cones with two cherries on top, and she had long blonde hair that flowed down her back to her perfect white naked booty.

Surprised, she suddenly said, "Why hasn't it shot off inside me yet?

He didn't know why either!

All three seemed not to understand; all males would have unloaded by now.

'Caught?' He thought as the dizziness went away.

She did not know what to do, but his body did.

Instinctively, it took over by moving up and into her. Her pussy leaked small amounts of velvety, silky fluid that coated the black meat with a thin white liquid film.

She started following his movements so they would soon operate in unison.

She understood by probing his mind; this was, fucking?

She used her telepathy to cause the other women to understand.

This went on for a few minutes until his precum began to seep out into her pussy.