Chapter 2: Desert Dessert
Streek walked over the sand and rocks back to the pod landing site. Her shoes were too loose. They never used to be, but when she was recreated as a female clone her feet had shrunk and the stupid Alien machine had recreated the shoes the same size.
She did have some pants that fit her well enough, but they were ripped off her when two male copies had tried to rape her. Now she only had her silky red and white patterned boxer shorts and black DVDA T-shirt.
The crumby clothes she was wearing were the only possessions she had now. She even lost her cock, which was the most difficult loss to come to terms with.
And to make matters even worse, they were stuck out in the middle of a freakin' desert.
Streek had spent god knows how many hours stuffed in a tin can, pressed up against the female Ben clone. Then the alarm started beeping and they could see flames through the small view port as the escape pod entered the atmosphere of a planet.
Its' parachute deployed, and the pod drifted down to the surface for a not so gentle landing.
The place was dark and cold when they had warily climbed out, but the air was breathable.
A couple of hours later the rock had turned to face the systems' sun and morning broke, now it was starting to get bright and hot.
Desolate, came to mind when Streek looked around the planet, there was no sign of life anywhere, not even small bits of scrub.
Ben didn't know where they were, and the escape pod must have been the most basic kind on the market, it didn't even have any displays to show them where they were.
When Streek got back to the pod, Ben was bent over rummaging through a storage compartment.
"I had to squat down to take a piss." said Streek "...that sucks!"
"You're not going to start going on about your dick again are you?, it's gone, get over it."
Streek saw that Ben had tied the parachute up between the pod and some large rocks on the ground for shade.
Ben got up from the pod, her short, sandy blonde hair was wet with sweat and she was a little flushed, but Streek thought she was still pretty cute.
She was full bodied and curvaceous but no fat, except for her big fat tits, they were pushed up against Streeks' face for several hours in the Pod.
She found it a little arousing at times, at other times she found it infuriating. Her mood seemed to swing wildly in the pod, it was all very weird.
"Here's some breakfast" said Ben, throwing her something. Streek caught it and saw that it was a foil-wrapped bar, "Nutrition Bar" it read on the packet.
"Thanks, how old is it?"
"I wouldn't have a clue, these provisions have been here since before I bought the Clubber Lang."
Streek began undoing the packet, "Tell me we have water."
"About twelve litres in our little survival compartment. Hopefully we'll be gone before we need it all." "If there's anyone else on this stupid planet to rescue us."
"Well M-Class planets, capable of supporting life a pretty rare, relatively speaking, you'll usually find someone on them, and the pods' distress beacon has been going since it launched."
Streek tried to take a bite of the nutrition bar. "Dammit, I think I'd be better off trying to chew through one of those rocks. So you think we should sit here and wait for someone to show up and rescue us?"
"Yeah well it's gettin' pretty hot, we should just lay in the shade and conserve our energy for now."
The two girls sat down side by side in a sandy spot in the shade. Ben felt around in the pockets of her track pants for a bit and then pulled something out.
"Hey look at this, I still got my blunt."
"Did the nanobots reconstruct that as well?"
"Yeah, looks like."
"Wow, what if I we were wearing diamond pendants when we got scanned?"
"Yeah, the clone machine could've made us rich."
"As opposed to sitting in the desert with nothing but a crappy escape pod, yeah."
"I'm gunna light this baby up, I saw a flame-stick in the survival compartment."
Ben lit the joint and sat back down in the shade, the two of them passed it back and forth inhaling the sweet smoke until it was gone.
Streek was feeling nicely baked. She was also getting all hot and sweaty, she sat up and pulled her black T-shirt off, leaving just the tight white singlet she was wearing underneath.
Her big boobs strained against the fabric and her dark nipples could clearly be seen through the wet material.
Ben saw her doing this and decided it was a good idea, she took her shirt off, but wasn't wearing anything underneath.
She saw Streek looking at her big bare breasts and gave them a playful shake, smiling at her. Streek just shook her head.
Ben then bent over and pulled her track pants off, they were getting hot too. All she was wearing as she laid there in the shade was a pair of white mens' Y-fronts. Streek laid beside her in her boxer shorts and tight, damp singlet.
"Do you think I'm hot as a woman?" Ben asked.
"What?, of coarse we're hot, too bloody hot."
"You know what I mean dick-head, how good looking am I?"
Streek got up on her elbows and looked her over, like it was the first time she checked her out. "I'd do ya." she said.
"Would you now?"
"Yeah, you're like a seven or an eight, the nice tits help."
Ben laughed "Yeah, I'd do you too, Hootie McBoob." She gave Streeks boobs a playful squeeze, Streek knocked her hand away smiling.
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The weed helped Streek to relax and forget her troubles for a while. The hours went by and the two girls did very little. They laid in the shade and drank water, chewed on their hard nutrition bars and talked.
As the sweltering afternoon dragged on she began to feel dozy and drifted off to sleep.
Streek woke up and immediatly got a fright, there was a large, light brown beast above her looking down at her.
She let out a squeal and staggered back, Ben also seemed to wake up beside her with a shock.
It was a camel, Streek realised, she never saw one in real life, but she recognised it. It was a huge beast looming over her and there was another one beside it and she could see a rider sitting atop each of them.
"Do not be afraid, he will not hurt you" came an accented male voice.
The rider called out a command she did not understand and the camel let out a groaning sound then lurched back and forth until it knelt down on the hot sand.
The rider climbed off its back. He was a tall, tanned man, covered in light coloured robes, he wore a turban and had a bandana over his face so that just his dark eyes peered out.
He looked like someone from an Arabian holo-film. The other rider dismounted as well, he was dressed much the same.
Streek realised with a start that her nipples could be seen through her singlet, she quickly moved her hands to cover them up.
Beside her Ben was slow to cover her naked breasts, both men must have had a good eyeful.
"Oh don't be embarrassed" said the man with his heavy middle-eastern accent. "...People often go naked around here, it gets very hot."
He uncovered his face, he was quite handsome with a dark, neatly trimmed goatee and looked to be in his mid thirties.
"Who are you?" said Streek, her voice a little shaky.
"I am Saladin Nahsaf and this is my younger brother Jorin. We inspect the atmospheric generators in this sector. Who are you?"
Ben spoke up next to her "I'm Captain Anders and this is my First Mate Streek, we're traders."
"I see, your trade does not seem to be going so well, yes?"
"Obviously! What planet is this?" said Ben, she uncovered her breast to grab her T-shirt and slip it on again, Streek did the same.
"This is the Antares System, we are on Antares-Three" said Saladin.
Jorin seemed to be staring at Bens' boobs the whole time with a slight smile on his face, he looked to be about five or six years younger than his brother and was clean shaven and also quite handsome.
"Last night I was taking a piss and I saw a magnificent shooting star. We followed the distress beacon on our TABS and have found two pretty girls have fallen from the sky."
"Don't get any ideas buddy!" said Streek defensively "...We don't like men."
"Oh, are you two lovers?" asked Saladin.
Ben and Streek looked at each other. "Yes" said Streek, putting her arm around Ben.
"How did you end up here?"
They didn't want to tell these strangers the crazy truth, Ben quickly made up a story. "There was a catastrophic radiation leak on my ship, we had to abandon her in a hurry."
"Really? Did the radiation affect you? Are you both alright?" asked Saladin.
"Yes we're fine, but we would appreciate it if you could take us to a space-port or something."
"But of course, we were heading back to Port Redland anyway, we just have one more generator to inspect on the way. You will ride with us. We can be there by tomorrow evening."
Jorin gave Ben another smile. "You can ride with me Captain. What is your first name?"
"Thanks, it's Ben."
"Ben? that is ...unusual."
"Yeah, ...it's uh, ...short for ...Bernadette."
"Then why not Bernie?, although I fail to think of any names that would be pretty enough for you." Ben smiled, and Streek rolled her eyes.
"Eh, can we just have a moment?" said Streek.
"Of coarse" said Saladin "Do you have any supplies you wish to take with you?"
"We have some water around in the side of the pod." said Ben
"Ah good, water is the most valuable thing you can have around here, we will load it onto the camels."
The two men moved around to the side of the pod. Streek turned to Ben "Can we trust these guys Ben? I don't like the way they look at us, and we're out here all alone with them, what if they're planning on raping us?"
"You need to relax, they're maintenance guys, not bandits, they seem nice enough."
