Chapter 3: New Beginnings
When I arrived back at the Braak Embassy, all but a single light was off. I guess everyone was asleep. Yagrisesh had said that I was allowed to sleep at the embassy, and that is what I intended to do. My bracelet had let me into the suite, so I guessed that she had been successful in convincing her colleagues to let me sleep here, at least until we found a way to get me something else to do.
I followed the single light in the embassy to a medium sized room in the back of the embassy. In it I found a large beg embedded into the floor, with what looked like four or five mattresses had been thrown together into a loose semi-circle with some of the same fur-like material I had seen on the ship that brought me here. Compared to the opulence of the rest of the station, it looked like the Braak were positively Spartan in comparison.
Sleeping on the mattress was Yagrisesh and her companions. Each was still wearing their translucent robes; the very same one that I had. They left very little to the imagination. Evidently, the Braak were rather warm while sleeping, and furs covered very little of their bodies. I could see Yagrisesh sleeping away from the other two, and went to wake her up. While I was no longer hungry, I had to piss something terrible, and needed desperately to clean myself up. I still had Puthrok cum dripping out of my ass.
I shuffled over to Yagrisesh's sleeping form, and gently pushed on her shoulders. She shuffled slightly, and her robe slipped open, exposing her three breasts to me. I had just spent the last several hours getting groped, and was not really in the mood for more sex, but Yagrisesh was incredibly attractive.
She had still not risen, so I pushed again and whispered as low as I could "Psst... Yagrisesh, it's me. I'm back."
She opened one eye and looked at me before breaking her slumber to wake up. As she slowly rose, she stretched shaking off the cobwebs of her sleep and exposing her luscious form to my gaze. My eyes drifted down to her green dick, which was evidently suffering from a case of morning wood.
After yawning, Yagrisesh looked at me and said "you smell like Puthrok sex pheromones. I told you to get a job, not sleep with a merchant."
I looked at the floor. I was not sure what her opinion on sex work would be. "Well, you see, that is the job I found, Yagrisesh."
She cocked an eye at me with what I thought was a look of bewilderment.
"I went to the second level and asked around at the restaurants. Nobody was hiring non-citizens, even with my Braak bracelet. So, I went to a club where people take their clothes off for money. And, uh, I did that. I also had sex with someone for money. I think they paid really well. Here, look!"
As I showed her my bracelet, her look of bewilderment turned to absolute shock. Then what I think was a smile.
"Ben, that amount is more than the three of us in this embassy earn in a month! The Braak are not a wealthy people, choosing to focus on scientific advancement and social harmony rather than the accumulation of wealth. This is astounding!"
By now I was smiling from ear to ear. I had earned more than three alien scientists in a single night and all I had to do was fuck and strip? I'll admit, it was fun and I had a good time. It was something I could easily see myself doing again.
"Yagrisesh, I really need to clean myself up. I let a customer ejaculate in my ass, and I also need to pee really bad!"
She motioned with her thick arm and a light at the far end of the embassy flicked on, near where the entrance was situated. "Come on then, let's get you cleaned up. I will explain what I have told my colleagues and what we will do now."
I followed her into what was clearly their bathroom. Inside was another fishbowl, just like on her ship. She let her robe fall off her shoulders and to the floor, clearly intending to bathe with me. I did not mind. We had already had sex, and given that I'd never see Earth again, she was the closest thing I had to a friend. I let my own robe fall to the floor and stepped into the fishbowl. I'd have to remember to ask her what this thing was actually called when she stopped talking.
However, as she stepped into the fishbowl with me, me eyes were glued to her sexy green form. She interrupted my gazing at her breasts when she started to speak.
"Ben, the Braak are not the wealthiest people in the Galactic Federation. We are known for our scientific prowess, and that is why we maintain embassies throughout the system. However, our own worlds are harmonious, but we have little to trade but our knowledge. Very few Braak become merchants. Fewer still are successful."
I nodded along as she washed my body with her purple gel.
"You bringing nearly five-thousand credits into this embassy in a single night absolutely changes things. My colleagues -- Gronk and Mogruka -- had discussed you staying here as a guest researcher. However, you now have an opportunity to fund research through this embassy. It would mean that you would turn over all the money you made last night, and we would grant you citizenship. You could work for us, and you would no longer have to dance naked for credits."
I thought about the offer as she massaged my body. She was paying particular attention to my ass, probably because I had let a stranger fuck me there only an hour ago.
"Yagrisesh, thank you for your offer. But I don't know about turning over any money. I also don't want to be your research assistant. I actually really like what I did today. It made me feel empowered. And if I am honest, I want to do it again!"
She continued massaging me, but I could practically hear the gears turning in her head.
