Chapter 5: Joining the Pod
Being startled out of my sleep was a little jarring. However, waking up next to Longscale more than compensated. She was a little pudgy, and definitely had thick hips, but was a great cuddle, and an even better fuck. She was also positively adorable, and I could see myself getting to know her better. Which is why I held her hand in mine as we were led out of our hotel room by Quicksilver and her two Ambulthian colleagues.
They led us through the hotel, and back into the residential corridors of Slemven station. Quicksilver walked ahead of us, while the two Ambulthians trailed Longscale and I. I was not sure if they were guards, colleagues or just part of her circle. I had seen Quicksilver with nearly a dozen other Ambulthians last night, and I was not sure exactly where we were headed. Quicksilver had mentioned some sort of lagoon; however, we were on a space station. That didn't make any sense to me.
We walked in silence for several minutes through the twisting and winding corridors of the residential quarters. It was still late -- or, early I guess, and very few Puthrok were up and walking around. The halls here in the residential corridors were much dimmer than the jarring and brightly lit plazas of the commercial sections, and we barely had the space to move side by side. I still maintained a tight hold on Longscale's hand, even if we walked in silence.
After nearly fifteen minutes, we arrived at a large steel door. Two other Ambulthians stood guard outside. At least, I assumed they were standing guard. When they saw Quicksilver, they both nodded to her and fell into formation with the other two who were trailing us. The steel doors opened, and a blast of humid and hot air accosted Longscale and I.
Inside the door was a brightly lit pool area. Well, a pool area was an understatement. It was a large lagoon, with sandy beaches and a shallow pool of knee-deep water big enough for several dozen Ambulthians. There were nearly two dozen of them lounging around in the shallow pool, letting it cover their chests.
I was still getting used to the whole casual nudity part of this station, and it still shocked me that each of the Ambulthians that were in the water were totally naked. There were females walking around with their four breasts on display, and a large patch of grey and blue hair covering their sex. The men were laying around, with their sculpted chests and abs on display. More often than not, their cocks were all rock hard, in a weird state of perpetual erection from looking at all the nudity. They were all long and thicker than my own, and smaller than a Puthrok.
However, what struck me was that there was also a third gender walking around that I had not seen before. Some of the Ambulthians had only two small breasts rather than four large ones on the bigger females. They also had a smaller penis jutting out from their groin with a smattering of blue pubic hair.
My curiosity was broken when Quicksilver announced that she needed to talk to Longscale.
"I understand that you are working for the Puthrok mining conglomerates that want access to our mineral stores, yes?" she asked Longscale.
"Uh, yes, that is right... madam"
"My name will do fine. We are a rigidly egalitarian society. We have no titles."
"Oh, okay" replied Longscale.
"I would like to speak to you in private. You may leave your associate here with my podmates. They will assuredly take good care of him."
"Uh, certainly. But what will we be discussing?"
"Notably the way the Puthrok treat one another, and whether they will meet our strict policies of integration and egalitarianism. That's why we're interviewing someone who is not senior in their hierarchy. I want to know the real you."
Longscale blushed once again at being recognized.
Quicksilver looked down at my hand, which was entwined with Longscale's.
"I do not know how you have managed to show affection towards someone of her stature so quickly. I do not recognize your species, yet you do not show the elitist attitudes of other Puthrok workers in full touch clubs. We are very interested in you...."
"Benoit," I responded.
"Ah. Well Benoit. I must be leaving you now. Don't worry, I will return her to you shortly and you two can continue your activities in peace."
She said the last part with a slight grin, knowing that I had been busy fucking Longscale before her interruption.
She gently reached out to take Longscale's hand from mine, and led her away to a small door on the other side of the lagoon, leaving me here surrounded by naked Ambulthians. I looked behind me at the four males that had accompanied us into the lagoon. They were all busy stripping out of their tight shorts, ready to head into the pool with their fellow podmates.
Figuring that I had some time to kill before Longscale came back, I let my robe fall to the floor and walked over to the pool. I dipped my toes into the sandy water. It was warm enough to be a tropical wading pool. The water was crystal clear, and the water in the centre of the pool extended nearly to my thighs.
All around me the Ambulthians were lounging on the beach with half their bodies in the water. Most were laying on their side, with their large dorsal fins exposed to the water. Virtually all of them were watching me with a predatory look on their faces. Their shark like teeth did not improve the atmosphere that they were silently planning on keeping me out of Quicksilver's affairs.
As if to confirm my suspicions, one of the smaller Ambulthians that had both a penis and two breasts sat down next to me.
"We don't bite," they said.
"That's good to know. Your teeth and dorsal fin remind me of a species on my planet called a shark. We're taught to fear them as kids."
"Well, you don't need to worry about that from us Ambulthians. We're aggressively egalitarian. We're all vegetarian. We won't bite you... unless you want us to," she said with a flirty grin.
I laughed at her silly joke, although I still could not figure out why vegetarians needed such sharp teeth.
I leaned backwards, putting my hands out and letting the water lap at the lower half of my body. I looked over at her body. Her breasts were smaller than those of the females, and her dick was a bit smaller than mine. Her skin was coarse like the other Ambulthians, and her dorsal fin was wider, but hung lower on her back.
"You're a curious one, aren't you?" she asked me, clearly enthralled that I was so openly checking her out.
"I think you're very attractive," I responded. "I just don't know much about your kind. I'd like to know more," I added.
"Well, everyone here is a part of the same pod. When a woman becomes fertile, she will go into heat. Unfortunately, a male cannot impregnate her. Their penises are too thick, and too long. So, the male mates with an intermediary -- a neutral third gender -- in our own vagina. We in turn mate with the woman using our own penis, and impregnate her. She will give birth to a host of spawn, usually around a dozen or two, and then the pod raises them as their own."
I nodded along. This was increasingly complex, and I was astounded at how communal everything was.
"So, like, everyone is like a brother or sister?" I asked.
"Not at all. We're all from the same pod, but we all have unique DNA. We're more like a very tight knit gang. We all mate with one another constantly. Only one woman in our pod will ever bear young, usually the oldest female, and she always mates with someone inside the pod. It's why we have unique traits that differentiate pods. For example, we all have blue pubic hair -- that's unique to our pod.
I looked at one of the males near me. He was eyeing both myself and the neutral next to me with a weird fascination. Sure enough, at the base of his thick -- and very erect cock -- was a tangle of blue hair.
They continued; "When she gives birth, her hormones will signal to the rest of the pod that we're about to be parents. Both the neutrals and the women will start to lactate, and we raise the kids as our own until their pod is ready to set out on their own."
