Island Girls

by Rodzil LaBraun

It was the same character as my last mission. And I felt unusually awkward with her greeting gesture. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to reciprocate. I hesitated as I stared at the queen's tiny nipples pressing against her dress. The man then told me, loud enough for everyone to hear, "It would be inappropriate for you to kiss the queen's breasts." He obviously knew what I was thinking.

  "Hah!" Nancy laughed out loud. I immediately looked to see the queen's reaction. Fortunately, she did not appear to be the least bit phased by our crudeness. When the queen leaned in and kissed each of Nancy's breasts, she said, "Yeah, I am liking this better than the spa."

  When the queen kissed Lin's breasts through her dress, I saw the Asian goddess take a deep breath. I began to wonder if perhaps she was bisexual. If so, maybe we could get a threesome going with Nancy. Or, better yet, let's get the queen in on the action. For an alien she was amazingly attractive. I would pay good money to watch her and Lin exchange nipple kisses, in the nude of course.

  "Are you okay?" I asked Lin in jest.

  "I think I," Lin replied dumbfounded. "I'm not sure what just happened to me."

  "The queen's presence can have a profound effect on some people," the man told us. "I hope that this is not an issue."

  "No!" I answered first. The effect is.... enjoyable."

  Lin gave a light chuckle at that, sounding a lot like a post orgasm response. I looked forward to asking her later about the experience. Nancy and I were all smiles when she turned to us looking embarrassed.

  "I am delighted that you have accepted the mission," the queen said. "Your ship is ready, and the crew has prepared for your departure. I look forward to rewarding all three of you on your return."

  "As do I," I couldn't help but respond. I then guided both girls back to the door that we had entered through. It was the direction that the android indicated when the queen dismissed us. Lin appeared to be recovering from her weird alien sexual moment quickly.

  "Are we done?" Lin asked.

  "No, this door will likely take us to the ship."

  And it did. Only, not to the command bridge. We had to enter a rail car that drove us at least a quarter mile through a dark tunnel that lit up as we passed. An open lift door greeted us when the car stopped.

  Exiting the lift took us to our private quarters on board the ship. The android's voice came through the speakers telling us to reenter the lift when we were ready to take control of the starship. Our quarters were lavish and large. There were several places to sit or enjoy the view of the alien world outside the window. But there was only one place to sleep. It was a large circular bed that could easily accommodate the three of us.

  "Are we all supposed to sleep together?" Lin asked.

  "I'm game if you are," I replied with a smile. "But I don't think that we'll actually be using the bed during this mission."

  "Is there room for all three of us in the shower then?" Nancy said with a smirk, referencing our first intimate moment. Perhaps she had already filled Lin in on the details of our first sexual encounter.

  "I think this room is to set a theme for us. Our three characters are very close apparently. But I'm all for taking this mission off the rails and getting naked right now if you want."

  "Please," the android's voice spoke again from some unseen speaker. "There will be plenty of time for the three of you to find pleasure together later. Your presence is needed on the bridge at this time."

  "Huh," was all Nancy could say.

  "Like I said, it sets the theme. We are not expected to have an orgy in this game."

  Once we entered the bridge the crew of six humans appeared very happy to see us. None of them were real people, of course. They invited me to stand at the command panel with Lin and Nancy each to one side. I was delighted to see them really enjoying themselves in this game. I had my doubts before we entered. Sometimes, no matter how good something is, some people are just not receptive. It was obvious that this mission was catered to the three of us, and I believed that it made all the difference.

  Our characters were supposed to already know the details of the mission, but of course, we did not. Luckily, a video of the mission briefing automatically appeared as a holograph in the air before us. We were to journey to a dangerous planet and deliver crates of rare gems to some kidnappers. In return, we would receive the queen's twin teenage daughters. An image of the gorgeous young things appeared at the end of the briefing.

  "Oh my," Nancy said. I could tell that she was enjoying herself despite being very poor at assuming her role.

  "Thank you for talking us into this," Lin said to me. "This is fun so far and looks like it is only going to get better."

  The mission had us experiencing some other parts of the ship as well as an orbiting station above a new alien planet. That was where we made the exchange. When the bad guys didn't want to release the girls, we had to resort to violence. I impressed my women with my heroics and Nancy laughed hysterically every time that she tried to fire a weapon. Her aim was total shit. Lin, however, was well skilled with a scoped blaster and appeared to really enjoy getting into character. I was getting more and more attracted to her with every minute in the game.

  We retrieved the queens' daughters safely and escorted them back to the ship. Despite their resemblance to the beautiful queen, they lacked in personality for my taste. Immature, whiny, and demanding. I was happy to place them in their quarters for safe keeping during the return trip.

  When we reentered the bridge, Zach, Drexel and Trixie were there in the command positions that we had just recently held.

  "Admiral Maroon," Zach addressed me. "Job well done. We'll take it from here. We've already reached a friendly spaceport where you can disembark. We thank you for your service." I guess he didn’t want us in the game with him.

  "Hey guys!" Trixie said with a wave that was not at all professional for a commanding officer. Zach winced.

  "Aren't we going back to the queen?" Lin asked, sounding disappointed.

  "No," Zach replied, staying in rigid captain character. "You can rendezvous with her later, on another ship, if you like."

  "But Lin needs her titties kissed again," Nancy complained.

  "Stop it!" Lin said. "It's fine. Let's go."

  We exited the bridge and walked right into the center of the recreation center. "Did you two have a good time?" I asked. They both were exuberant with how much fun that they had in the game. "Where to next?"

  "I'm ready for that drink now," Nancy stated. Lin agreed and we headed into the club. A few minutes later Shira joined us. She told us about her conversation with Drexel in the spa, but it was downright boring compared to our experience. She seemed to be warming up to the guy, though still not ready for coupling up.

  We each had a few drinks and did a little dancing before heading over to the pool to relax. I had a hard time staying focused on our escape talk with their three bodies so exposed. The liquor had them extra daring and all of them opted for the bikinis this time. I was already in the water when they came out of the dressing room, but they made me stand up so they could have a good look at me. I was a little aroused in anticipation, so the scene was a bit uncomfortable for me. But they loved it. It made me feel like a piece of meat, but under the circumstances I was fine with that. I knew that women felt that way often from the way men looked at them. Most of us, though, were just enjoying the view and not meaning any offense.

  "I can see the head," Shira declared as she pointed at my crotch. She was by far the most drunk, but they were all having a good time at my expense. I dared not try to turn the tables since I was so heavily outnumbered. That would also reduce my chances of sex before the night was over. So, I endured it with a smile.

  After things calmed down and we could seriously focus on our escape plans Lin suggested finding a way out through the game quadrant. She felt that all those moving parts had to provide an opportunity if we were prepared for it. The idea held merit, but I just couldn't see how it would play out. That's when Nancy
suggested that we stop letting them lead us through the story. When they say go left, we should go right instead, and see what is over there.

  An hour after we had left the game Trixie walked into the pool area. "There you are," she said loudly. She appeared to be having a more difficult time walking in the heels than the other three women. But it might just be her style of strutting when dressed up. She moved like a trailer park Geisha. Or maybe the trailer park part was more her personality. Either way, she was not moving up my list of available women, despite being physically very attractive. Zach can have her.

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:

  I tried to get Lin to stay the night with me, but she wasn't ready. The lack of privacy was surely a big reason. We wouldn't have my bedroom to ourselves if we wanted four walls around us. The hammock was an option, but anyone could walk up on as at any moment. The idea did not make her feel comfortable. Drexel revealing that he had seen a video of Nancy and I having sex outside pretty much squashed that idea. I would have to be patient.

  We did get to talk a lot more about our past lives and the things that we enjoyed before waking up here. She was a fitness nut, like me. A morning jog, thirty minutes of upper or lower body workout each day. And recreational activity at least twice a week that provided good exercise. Rock climbing was her favorite, but she liked to add in activities that worked different muscle groups. Basketball, volleyball, mountain biking and deck hockey.

  Lin missed her family badly. She was close with her parents and two sisters. Her only bother had moved to Los Angeles to take a high stress job in the tech industry. She did not get to stay in contact with him the last couple years. That weighed as much on her heart as much as the rest of her family being gone. She was taken in the year two thousand and twenty-six.

  She always wanted a puppy but was afraid that she wouldn't be able to provide a good enough home. Her lifestyle had her on the go constantly. Anytime that she considered getting a dog she pictured the thing lying miserably on the floor in front of her apartment door waiting for her to come home.

  The next day after breakfast the horn called us into the arena once again. We were all expecting it, of course. The deadly competition had been going on daily for a while. Though Amir had never made it into our friendly circle, he was the closest to us of anyone that had been eliminated so far. The idea of one of us losing our lives today was extremely depressing.

  I noticed something different right away once I walked through the gap in the wall. The arena was no longer separated into two halves. No. This time there were four sections. But the quarter to our left had nothing in it except for the huge screen. The one to the right, though, had the same exact obstacle course as blue team’s section and ours. The color coding for their area was green. So, now we have three teams. Orange, blue and green.

  Seconds later the jumbo screen came to life and announced that new team. Two men, two women, of course. All of them attractive and physically fit. I didn't memorize their names. In fact, I made a concerted effort to avoid seeing them. It was a military tactic that was essential for the killer instinct. You had to dehumanize the enemy. To me, the green team could not be four nice people trying to survive like the rest of us. I had to see them as evil attackers trying to kill me and my friends.

  There were some new challenges with today's course. At one point we would need to stand on a large ball and walk backwards to move it forward, all while maintaining our balance. It would be very difficult to remount the ball from a standing position due to its height, so you would not want to fall off. A platform at the start of that section allowed you to step directly on top of it. At the other end the high platform was only accessible by being on top of the ball.

  There was a horizontal rope net some twenty feet in the air after that, above sand. If you had the upper body strength hanging from it would be the quickest way to traverse that section. But you could opt to go down a ladder, through a net wall maze, then back up another ladder if you didn't want to chance it. I encouraged Nancy to take that route. Shira said that she would do the same.

  I was happy to see that the last challenge was not only designed for the four of us to work together, it could be completed with less than our full team. Heavy blocks needed to be carried by hand about twenty feet, then stacked to form steps that would enable us to reach the finish line. I would be able to carry more than my share of the load in that one and help our slower teammates to catch up.

  The toughest part was the ball walking. I watched the people on the video and pointed out their technique to my team. We needed to take that section slow to avoid mistakes that could not only set one of us back, but possibly even cause an injury.

  I would hold my adrenaline for the block stacking. Drexel planned to use his to cross the rope net, while the girls would wait until climbing the ladder in that section. I felt that we had a good plan.

  It paid off. We didn't finish first but were a very close second behind blue team. Of course, if it weren't for the third team, that would have meant that we lost. The final platform was in the center of the arena placing all of us together, if it were not for the clear barrier between us.

  The green team suffered from some setbacks and panic. If they had finished at all it would have been at least a minute after we did. The buzzer sounded to let them know that the challenge was over. From the look on their faces as they were displayed on the big screen, they were already familiar with what was coming next. The individual challenge. Then an execution.

  A new section then rose out of the ground in the fourth quarter where the broadcast screen was located. The barrier dropped to allow orange and blue team access to it. Inside was a long table down the left side with fresh fruit and bread. On the right was a variety of juices, as well as two bottles of the unique liquor spiru. One was dark and the other clear with crystals floating around inside the bottle.

  At the far end was a bench long enough to seat all eight of us, with a narrow table in front to place our food and drink. We would be facing the screen so we could watch green team members fight for their lives. We had crossed over from participants to viewers.

  "Fuck, yeah!" Trixie said when she saw the rewards laid out before us. She went straight for the liquor and poured half a glass, then added some orange juice. When the rest of us were slow to join her she said, "Am I the only one celebrating our victory?"

  It was not as easy for me to recover from the near-death challenge. I could see that some others felt the same way. I was also not looking forward to watching someone on green team be put to death. Now that the team game was over, they were no longer the enemy in my eyes. At least not until tomorrow.

  Zach joined Trixie at the drink table and got a hug and a peck on the cheek from her. Good for him, I thought. The rest of us slowly gathered some much-needed food as Lin introduced their newest player to us. His name was Ronnie and he replaced Amir as the second male. That was all that we cared to know at the time. Big, bald, maybe a bit shy. Or, he could just be scared shitless.

  Soon, the announcer explained the individual challenge to the green team. We were all seated by the time that they began. However, before the horn sounded to start the game the screen was showing a recap of their effort from the previous time through the course. One of the men had serious balance issues and kept falling off the ball. The second time through the course we saw him falling twice more during that section, ultimately leading to him being the last person to reach the finish line. His name then appeared on screen as the loser. Michael.

  The masters of ceremony then came on the screen with exaggerated enthusiasm. Our daily battle for existence was definitely good television for people somewhere. What they had to say was completely different than what we had experienced previously at the end of the individual challenge. Typically, they just eliminated that person in a shocking manner. Once it was by fire. Another time was by drowning. Most recently a lightning bolt was used, hopefully stopping Amir's heart before his body was burnt to a crisp with elect
rical current.

  "The purple button on your right arm has now been activated," the young woman on the screen said with a smile. "A countdown has begun on the screen at two minutes. Before time runs out the three green team players that crossed the finish line must press that button to send a lethal dose of poison into Michael's bloodstream. If you do not, the same dose will be administered to all four of you."

  What. The. Fuck.

  All members of the orange and blue teams immediately stopped what they were doing. A piece of apple that I had just bitten off then fell to my lap. I could not imagine being forced to inject poison into one of my teammates to save my own life. Certainly not Nancy. I'm not sure that I would be able to do it.

  The remaining male and the redheaded woman pressed their buttons quickly. Neither were happy about it for sure, but they understood the consequence all too clearly. The blond cried profusely and refused to do it, eventually dropping to her knees in emotional turmoil. The male host on the screen then declared that each person must press their own button. No one can do it for someone else.