Hello dear readers! I apologize for the delay, been busy with stuff and dealing with minor writers block. That said, I think I'm past that now and so I must pose a question, feel free to leave your answers in the comments. The question being, of course, which alien species should Maya and her friends assimilate first? Anyway, enjoy this latest chapter and I hope to see your responses soon!
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Three weeks passed since Maya and her new crew began their work and in all honesty it was a bit of a blur to Maya. A whirlwind of sex and assimilation, planning and more planning. By now the ship was well on its way to being fully repaired, nanite repair systems slithering through the dirt to collect metals and other resources it could use to patch itself up. The breeders were safely ensconced in the bowels of the ship as well, attached to the walls in neat rows and kept docile by constant penetration and orgasms. Maya was glad that those decks were soundproofed quite heavily, for the constant moans and screams of ecstasy would have soon tried her patience.
As it stood, Maya was spending most of her time now actually learning about the galaxy at large. True she could have had Harmony simply download the information directly into her head, but she liked learning the old fashioned way. Plus it was a good way for her to get used to her new uniform, one which allowed for easy access to her erogenous zones.
Reclined as she was in the Command Throne, she bit her lip as a thick tentacle pushed as deep as her womb, moaning softly as she swiped across the holographic display. She was currently learning about compatible species that would make for good donors, Harmony having compiled a list of species whose genetic traits would be perfect for creating a more evolved and superior version of the Stahrein. Harmony would even take care of any genetic defects that could arise from familial breeding, which was good to know because starting from scratch was definitely going to require getting frisky with their kids.
Groaning again, Maya closed her eyes and shuddered through a soft climax, her thighs squeezing around the tentacle as it pulsed and spat thick globs of inert cum into her womb. While her eyes remained closed, she decided to check in on her crew.
-+How goes final preparations?+- She asked.
+❤+So far so good. I got us one last batch of breeders and some new crewmates as well, they're figuring things out at the moment in regards to the excuses they'll make before we leave.+❤+ Cassie responded, prompting a nod from Maya.
+⚜=And I've acquired us some new experts. We'll have specialists for just about everything now, though I would recommend we supplement our crew with alien individuals at the earliest convenience.=⚜+ Lucienne gave her two cents and Maya couldn't disagree that adding some aliens to the crew was not such a bad idea. Of course they'd have to be aliens that they could trust, it would not do to assimilate any that wished to impede their mission.
-+Good job everyone! At this rate we'll be out of here and amongst the stars in no time. I'd say it's time to finalize things and tie up any loose ends. Luci, if you'd be so kind as to send some of those experts my way, I'd like to put them to work.+-
+⚜=As you wish, mistress.=⚜+
Maya shivered at that, finding it strange and somewhat arousing to be called 'Mistress'. The tentacle began to move once more, splitting in half and plunging into her asshole as well, causing her to gasp and clench around it. Focusing as much as she was able while getting her guts rearranged, she got in contact with Harmony.
-+Hey, could you compile a list of species that would be most able to contribute to the continued function of the ship?+- She asked, and there was no response for a few seconds before her screen went dark and then came back.
+-It is done. There are two species we would recommend you prioritize. The Kurkrik, insectoid species known for rapid breeding of large clutches and the Bhadu, a large, warrior species known for their honor and strength in battle. Both will be indispensable to our efforts. Paired with human resilience and willpower, we can forge a better subspecies of the Stahrein.-+
Maya moaned softly as she looked over the data for the two species. The Kurkrik were tall and spooky looking, with too many legs and large fly-like eyes. The Bhadu were more human sized, if a human stood on average at 6' 5", they also looked quite gorilla like, though their faces had large tusks sprouting from their lower jaw and also four arms.
She wondered how she would convince them to join her crew and mission, she doubted simply offering sex would be enough so she'd have to do some extra research into the two species. If she could find something to entice them into joining that would be good.
Another moan tore from her lips as a climax ravaged her body, and she felt the tentacles lodged in her pussy and ass thicken then burst, expelling thick, sterile cum into her depths. But they did not retreat, instead waiting for her nanites to break down the cum before they started fucking her again.
-+Th-Thank you, Harmony. Now, how goes repairs?+- She asked through the haze of her orgasm, her body jerking and twitching slightly on the chair. She felt tentacles slither under her uniform, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples, the nubs hardening delightfully as suction was applied and drew forth her milk.
+-Repairs are at 95%, estimated time till completion is four Terran Standard Days. Last systems are very complicated, thus the delay.-+
That wasn't so bad, they could last another four days, it's not like they could do anything till repairs were complete anyway. Sure, she couldn't deny that she was eagerly awaiting getting out there and seeing the stars, but while her patience was wearing thin, she could tolerate it for now.
-+Very good. Please alert me when we're ready to go.+-
+-Certainly, Mistress.-+
With that done she closed the screens and leaned back, moaning as she willed the chair to lower into the floor, giving herself over to pleasure and darkness for a time. As a tendril slithered into her mouth, she watched as the plating slid back into place and engulfed her in gloom.
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Four Days Later:
The day had finally come, the ship was at full strength and everything was set for departure. Well, almost everything, there were a few new breeders that needed to be loaded up but that wouldn't take long. What crew Maya and her senior staff had managed to recruit were busy double and triple checking everything, having received detailed training from Harmony on ship functions and how to keep it all working smoothly.
Maya stood before her command throne, arms crossed and her attire more presentable than usual, as this was a serious moment for them all and it need not be sullied by lewd appearances or acts. Cassie sat nearby, looking down at a console and watching as systems came online and the crew reported in. She looked up from the console, also now clad in the form fitting uniform that they all wore, and gave Maya a thumbs up.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, preparing one last present for the world, a computer virus that would alter geographical and topographical records to better reflect what was about to happen. They'd also drop a nanite bomb to spread out and alter any physical records as well.