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.
"Ben, what if you were to be inducted into the Braak as a research partner. We would give you citizenship, and you could continue to work in the club. Our research would be on YOU. Since we do not technically know what you are yet, and we cannot tell anyone where we found you without risking sanction, we will treat it as research on a Braak with different physiology. Interspecies copulation is exceptionally frequent, so nobody will question your work, and nobody will question why you have Braak citizenship."
As I mulled the offer in my head, Yagrisesh continued to rub the purple gel into my body. It was relaxing, and very erotic at the same time. It meant that my head was in all sorts of places.
"Okay, you've got yourself a deal" I proclaimed. "But I want to stay here at the embassy."
Yagrisesh nodded enthusiastically. "Of course, of course. Where else would a Braak sleep? We are not known to be solitary, and scientific advancement requires consensus and belonging. The only three Braak on this station sleep together in this very embassy."
Well, that was good to know.
When she was done cleaning me, she looked me dead in the eyes and said "you mentioned that you had to urinate. You can do that here." She then pointed at the drain at the bottom of the fishbowl. As if demonstrating, she moved over to the drain and spread her legs, letting me leer at what was up to that point in my life one of the craziest things I had ever seen.
Yagrisesh started to urinate out of her vulva. Seeing the look on my face she calmy told me that yes, she had a penis, but that her urethra was a part of her female sex organs. I nodded, not understanding how or why their bodies worked like that. I was more concerned that watching her leaning over while peeing into a drain was turning me on. I moved over beside her and aimed my dick at the drain, emptying myself beside her like it was the most normal thing in the universe. Hell, for all I knew, maybe it was.
When we were done bathing, we both put on our robes and went back into the bedroom to catch up on some sleep. It was my first night sleeping on the station, and only my second since I had been abducted from Earth. I remember my mind buzzing with thoughts, but also falling asleep rather quickly.
I woke up the next morning with something poking me in the back. Looking over my shoulder, Yagrisesh was spooning me, with her erect cock pressing against my lower back. One of her colleagues, Gronk or Mogruka -- I had no idea which was which -- were pressed up against her on the other side. The room was relatively warm, and our translucent robes did very little to hide our bodies. They were so short on Yagrisesh that when she was sleeping her massive tits spilled out of the robe, and her cock was free.
It felt lovely having her throbbing organ pressing against my back. It was exceptionally warm, and I liked the feeling. Looking up I saw her third colleague enter back into the bedroom. She had clearly gone to relieve herself in the fishbowl, and was strolling back into the bedroom with her robe open down the front. All three of her breasts were on display, along with her long cock. Her skin tone was a much lighter green compared to Yagrisesh, bordering on grey.
I got a chance to check her out up close when she laid down next to me and closed her eyes, clearly trying to get back to sleep. She was facing me, her whole body on display for me to ogle. It was heavenly. Closing my eyes, I went back to sleep and waited for my new colleagues to get up.
Yagrisesh was the first to wake up. The Braak that was sleeping next to me, the one with the grey skin, was named Mogruka. She was the youngest at only sixty rotations. Evidently, most alien species were incredibly long lived. Gronk was the liveliest of the three Braak. She was the oldest at close to two-hundred, and was keenly interested in my biology and the fact that I would be joining them.
