The Nestia crew stood around the bathtub's sides, the air as charged with anticipation as much as the lightly rippling silver surface of the precursor fluid crackled and sparked with charged energy.
The electrical discharge dissipated slowly, and Inta's head and shoulders rose, cradling Diana's limbless form in her arms. Precursor fluid obscured her features and ran off her naked body in rivulets, dripping into the bath as Inta pulled her from her submerged baptismal Bonding.
With a gesture from Inta, the rest of the silver fluid rushed off Diana's body, and she gasped, pulling in a large lung full of air. "Oh, my!" Diana exclaimed, feeling for the first time the depth of love from Inta and her new family through her newly forged Bond. The silver lines crisscrossing her skin glowed a ghostly blue, echoed by the silver markings of the rest of the crew.
Diana looked down at her body as Inta held her; her new markings were slightly different than that of the others; they followed the same pattern of the silver harness she had been wearing for the last several weeks that allowed her to wear an extra set of Inta's limbs, and walk with assistance.
There were smiles all around when the gathered parted to allow another Inta to pass through them and approach the tub. The Inta standing in the tub carefully transferred Diana to the Inta standing outside the tub.
"I have one other surprise for you, My Love," Inta said as she brushed Diana's hair back over her ear. She placed two fingers on Diana's forehead, just below her hairline, and an intricately patterned circlet of silver formed around her head. The Inta holding her shifted and flowed around her body into the silver harness she had become accustomed to, limbs sliding into place, making up for the ones she had lost. Diana stood there as the newly formed harness and limbs began glowing to match the rest of her markings.
Inta sat on the tub's edge, swung her legs over the side, dropped on the floor next to Diana, and hugged her. "Sweetheart, I have bubbled off a sub-mind in this body, and with this circlet, it will respond to your mind directly," she said, tracing her silver fingers along Diana's brow. "In time, it will merge and integrate fully with your mind. These limbs won't just be yours to use, but a part of you, receiving control and providing feedback."
Inta took one of Diana's new silver hands in hers as she spoke, turned it over, and lightly kissed the palm.
Diana's eyes went wide. "I... I felt that!" she said, awestruck. "It was distant and faint, but I felt it!" Tears sprang from her eyes as she was overwhelmed by emotion. She took an unbalanced step towards Inta to hug her, but Inta caught her as she fell into her arms.
Diana looked momentarily disappointed, but Inta soothed her worry. "It will take time for you and your new limbs to grow and work together, but I promise, soon it'll feel as natural as if you've had them your entire life." A smile reignited on Diana's face; held in Inta's arms, she beamed joyfully.
The rest of the crew, unable to contain themselves any longer, pressed close to the new member of their family and showered her with hugs and kisses in a loving crush.
"I can feel you; I can feel you all," Diana said through happy tears as everyone laid their hands on the skin of her new arms and brushed against her new legs. The press of loving flesh against hers stirred another feeling in her core. Her simmering longing was suddenly stoked into a hot desire, fanned by the warm press of bodies against hers. "Oh, oh wow, I feel, I..." she could barely articulate, then grabbed Inta's face and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
Inta returned passion with passion, flooding Diana's newly formed connection to her with heat and energy, finally able to express fully how she felt and how much she wanted the shy brunette.
Diana swooned in Inta's embrace, swept away by the titanic magnitude of emotions pouring off the silver girl, losing all sense of time and place until the love from Inta and everyone around her was the only thing present in Diana's universe.
Then, In one smooth motion, Inta swept Diana up into her arms once more, and Diana draped one arm over her shoulders. "And Now, I think Diana and I have an appointment to keep for her Deepening," Inta said to those pressing close to Diana and her. Inta headed for the hallway and to their lounge on the next deck. The others, however, had their own plans and followed along.
Once Inta and Diana reached the lounge, everyone who followed them from the med bay piled in behind. "You two have managed to get the rest of us all wound up with your emotional antics," Artona said from the back of the crowd. "I don't think you'll get away with sneaking away with your latest conquest this time."
"Weren't you her last 'latest conquest'?" Will asked with a smirk, elbowing the muscular Urarc in the ribs.
"Yeah, well, that just means I still need a lot of attention," Artona retorted, sounding slightly more defensive than she intended. "Besides, Inta needs as much attention as Diana does. Can't you feel it?" Artona asked, and everyone shook their heads in agreement. The sacrifice and sudden loss of a portion of herself had left Inta with an invisible scar and a nagging feeling of emptiness. For weeks, she tried to downplay it but ultimately couldn't hide the pain from her family, who were connected in the deepest ways and loved her dearly.
They huddled close to Inta and Diana, gently laying their hands on her, the physical touch only a pale imitation of the connection and loving bond they all shared.
"Oh, My Darlings, you take such good care of me. And of course, I would never dream of leaving any of you unsatisfied," Inta told them, still carrying Diana like a bride. As soon as the words left her lips, a horde of silver girls swarmed the lounge, descending on the crew like sex-crazed locusts, intending to devour them all.
The first two newly arrived Inta's swelled to beefcake proportions and bodily tackled Artona to the floor, pinning her there, and began viciously tickling Artona. "Hey, fight fair!" she cried out between bouts of giggling. The tickling quickly gave way to kissing, and fingers parted her folds, rubbing vigorous circles around Artona's engorged clit. Still pinning her down, one beefcake Inta sitting on the Urarc's face, her snout and long tongue pressed into and lapped around Inta's dripping cunt. The Inta concentrating on Artona's lower half, fingered her through her first orgasm, then shifted, held Artona's powerful legs wide open, then buried her silver cock in Artona's warm, wet core, and rutted her properly.
June turned to Will and gave him a passionate kiss, which he immediately surrendered to, pulling her close. Two Inta's joined them from behind, pressing their naked bodies against their backs, kissing down along their necks, sliding a hand down the front of their pants in search of their cock and clit, respectively. With their other hand, they reached around their waists and pulled themselves tight again June and Will's backs, squishing their soft silver tits against them.
Three Inta's pulled Larce to the couch, sandwiching her. An Inta sat beside her, lifted and dropped Larce on her lap, rubbing her hard silver cock in the crack of her ass. "Inta, I absolutely adore it when you... Uhhh!" Larce said, unable to finish her sentence as Inta drove up from underneath her into her quivering asshole while reaching around and manhandling her tits.
The second Inta spread both sets of her legs wide and slid her rock-hard member into her pussy, while the third Inta clambered over the second, stuffing her cock into Larce's mouth. Larce moaned appreciatively around the cock lodged in her throat, mauling the two sets of silver tits before her. She came almost immediately upon being stuffed with three silver cocks, and just as her climax crested, the three Intas began thrusting as one, prolonging Larce's ecstasy beyond what she thought possible. Soon, she was driven to the edge again and was sent crashing over, silver rods pistoning in and out of her.
Ben held Thea around the waist when they entered the lounge, and as erogenous energy exploded in the room like a nova, Thea gave Ben a quick kiss, dropped to her knees while undoing his belt, then stuffed his cock in her mouth like she needed it to live. Ben groaned, a hand on the back of Thea's head as she bobbed her head up and down on his cock, and noticed an Inta slide up behind her through one half-open eye.
"Don't you worry; we're not going to leave guests out of the festivities," Inta said, pulling down Thea's trousers and panties. Grabbing a hold of her hips, she stuffed her face in between Thea's thighs and snaked an impossibly long and prehensile tongue into her warm depths.
Thea let Ben's cock momentarily pop out of her mouth. "Oh, fuck Inta. That tongue! Where have you been my whole life!" she exclaimed, then resumed sucking Ben off with renewed vigor.
Another Inta slid her hands around Ben's chest, holding him close. "Hello, my Lover," she whispered into his ear as she eased her cock into his tight asshole, completely overwhelming his senses.
Ben came undone and blasted a huge load into Thea's mouth, making her cheeks puff out before she could start swallowing it all down. Between Inta's expert-level cunnilingus and the heady flavor of Ben unloading in her mouth, Thea came as well and gasped as she climaxed hard in the sex-drenched atmosphere. No longer swallowing, and with Ben not finished spurting, she coughed and sputtered, semen forced out her nostrils and blasting out around her lip lock on Ben's cock.
A single Inta took De'noke's hand, led him to a high-back armchair, and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him deeply while removing his robe. "Oh, De'noke," Inta cooed as she grabbed his hood and slid it off his rock-hard erection. "Make love to me, Darling," she encouraged him as he knelt, nestling the tip of his cock in her silver folds.
"Inta, you have brought me more happiness than I can tell you," he said, sliding his enormous cock deep into her, molding her channel to fit him. He rested there a moment, eyes fluttering, as his hood snaked around of its own accord, found her silver shaft, and swallowed it to the base. "We fit together perfectly," he rumbled, lost deep in the pleasure.
