by Prax Venter
There was a time when Mark's finger tracing a specific path to her tiny anus would cause the giant naga to stiffen and ooze anxiety. Now, the large snake-woman contently rested her head on her arms, a small smile affixed to her beautiful angular face. She trusted Mark completely, and to the center of her being, she knew he would never intentionally make her unhappy.
His gaze passed up to Roo's white mask and glittering black eyes as she focused on massaging the fully naked naga. He followed her soft, velvet hand as she lightly traced the muscles under Vale's thick, charcoal skin and felt a shadow of a tingle in his own fingers and back.
“Roo,” he said quietly. “We're going to need to press a lot harder than that to work her deep, where she likes it.”
Roo paused her movements and bit her lower lip. The velvet girl was light and lithe and lacked strength, but she had other talents. She pulled up, and out of her palms grew perfectly round iron balls. They expanded to fit her soft hands, before she closed her fingers and started to roll them around on Vale's back.
“Mmm,” said Vale. “They're nice and warm.”
Mark nodded and cupped the giant naga’s solid, scaled ass, a cheek in each hand. He sprinkled a light dusting of a heal behind his movements and left gold glitter on her skin to fade away in his wake. She inhaled sharply, but he knew he would need to enhance his strength to really get the job done.
He looked up at Roo as she tried to apply enough pressure with her iron balls and knew that, although pleasant, it just wasn't enough. Then a thought hit him, and Mark suddenly felt at once stupid and brilliant.
Holding his enhancement pool in his mind, he imagined creating a small feedback loop. He intended to enhance his enhancing ability. With a flash of ethereal vibrancy, he felt the part of his mind that contained his ability boosting energy jolt into overdrive. The pool was dwindling quickly, and he could keep this up for another few minutes before it would burn itself out- he wasn't creating free energy after all.
With a careful twist, he lessened the amount of power he allocated into flowing back into his enhance pool. The loop shrunk in size, and he looked up at Roo, intending on targeting them both with a strength enhancement.
She was already looking at him, awe in her jet-black eyes. Mark saw flickering points of light reflected back to him, and realized his eyes were emitting white flames.
He smiled and turned the knob on their strength stats. Roo took in a deep breath as power and pleasure surged through her arms and back. Then both Roo and Mark turned their attention on the relaxed naga below them, and each began kneading deep into her muscles.
Vale's eyes shot open, and a low moan spilled from her lips. Mark could feel her rock-hard fibers melt like candle wax and knew she had already passed the point of coherent speech.
Mark watched the flow of energy and guessed he could keep up the minor strength enhancement for a good while longer. He had to admit- he was growing stronger.
He shook away his thoughts on what his true stats and abilities really looked like and focused his full attention on the thickly muscled beauty between his legs.
The two of them worked as a team for about a half hour to transform Vale's back from wood to soup. When his power ran out, Vale let out a great sigh.
“That was aaamazing,” she said as she exhaled contently.
“Flip over, Vale,” Mark suggested.
Slowly, the giant naga rolled over, so her massive nipples pointed towards the ceiling. There were little creases in the dark nipples from being smashed into the silky sheets as Mark and Roo pressed on her back.
Again, he and the velvet-girl synchronized their movements, both crawling to the side of the long snake-woman and peppering Vale's face with their kisses. The giant naga was in such a state of relaxation she was barely able to respond. As Mark's lips pressed against hers, he could feel her long tongue come out to greet him, and her desire to have his stiffening cock buried deep inside her instantly grew ravenously intense.
He was relieved that things had started returning to normal with his girls. Vale and Ahnix were strong-willed, though, and he knew that together they would help each other bounce back.
He moved down to her giant pussy while Roo moved her puffy lips over Vale's, and the two of them began to exchange tongues. The velvet-girl reached her soft hand down to one of Vale's massive nipples and stroke it up and down with a firm grip. Vale moaned in response and arched her back, pressing her stiffening nipple into Roo's fabric fist.
Mark started to massage her massive pussy with his hands, paying close attention to every fold and wrinkle. He could see the wetness build up in her vagina as it drooled over the prospect of consuming his dick. Mark didn't make her wait long and slipped off his clothes, laying them on the bed off to the side.
He swung his leg over her snake bottom and bent his penis downward with his hand, guiding it straight into her hot, swollen pussy. She moaned again as Mark sunk his cock straight into her until his hips pressed against her meaty lips. Then he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her rib cage and laying his cheek between her cleavage.
Her deep, slow breathing lifted his head up and down as he used his legs to raise and lower his hips. He could hear the air rush into her lungs in quick hitches as pleasure radiated out from the slippery friction inside her vagina.
Mark worked her long and slow while Roo sucked on her tongue and massaged her black nipples with her white, velvet hand. Combined with the earlier mind-melting massage, Vale was submerged in a deep trench of relaxed ecstasy.
After a while of rubbing her insides with his throbbing dick, he could feel Vale's waves of pleasure stack upon themselves in the telltale sign of an impending orgasm.
He concentrated on really slapping his groin against her engorged clit as he slammed his penis deep into her dripping pussy. Mark locked on to her mental waves and synchronized his own pleasure to hers, experiencing shadows of what she was feeling. It was more than enough to push him over.
The hot semen and incredible amount of essence he pumped into her caused Vale to finally topple off of the orgasmic edge.
Roo stoked Vale's long, pure white hair and pressed her thick lips against her neck as the giant naga spasmed with an intense orgasm.
After both Mark and Vale had recovered, he moved back up to the giant naga's side and laid his head into her armpit.
Her scent was heavenly, and he squirmed his nose deep into the warm flesh under her firm, heavy breast. Mark could feel deep contentment projected from both of his girls and joined his own bliss to theirs, creating a cycling hum of peaceful closeness.
If what he felt right now wasn't real, he thought, being real was worthless.
- 4 -
Mark turned the knob and opened the black door back to Cargo Bay Gamma 7. He instantly felt Ahnix's location, sitting in a chair by a computer terminal along a far wall. The cat-girl sent him an image of their embrace, and he mentally returned the warm welcome.
The magic doorway threw a rectangle of light across Willard and Betty, sitting cross-legged on the metal floor. The gray-haired woman stood up with a grunt and approached Mark, Vale, and Roo as they exited their safe haven.
“Ready to get to work?” she said, approaching Mark.
“Yes, Ma'am,” he said with a nod.
She put her hands on her thick hips and shook her head. “I been a junker for forty years, and I seen all kinds of things, let me tell you. I met only one other Collector in all the galaxy, Captain Androth. Boy, I'd have given my ship to glaze his meat.”
“Uh...” Mark stammered. But Betty continued after she regained her focus.
“If you and yours can do half the things he could, we're as good as rescued. To do that, we need to get the communications up again.”
“Right,” Johnson said, approaching the group with Ahnix. “And we should be able to access most major systems from the terminals in here, as long as we get power flowing.”
“The ghosts won't like it,” Willard said, still sitt
ing on the floor.
“Won't like what?” Vale asked.
“Can't you feel the spirits in the wires? This station is alive.”
Betty rolled her eyes, giving Mark the 'can you believe this guy' look. But Mark did believe the orange-clad guy, looking off into the darkness. He definitely felt something odd from that malfunctioning information hologram when they first arrived.
“Ghosts or not,” Ahnix began. “We are going to defeat whatever is causing this.”
Mark nodded. “Agreed. Let's move out.”
The lanky young man with glasses named Johnson crossed his arms.
“You remember the way? Sub-tube G799 up to Vent-”
“Vent G7R5,” Vale interrupted him and continued. “Forward three vents and out into an office, past the security center, then sub-tube G8X7, up two floors and the manual controls are across the hall.”
“Right,” he said, and Mark could feel a slight wave of respect from Johnson.
“Vale is a sharp one,” Mark added. “We'd be lost without her.”
“Just hurry, okay? We need to get the cargo bay doors shut. Who knows how long these storage crates will prevent those death machines from finding us.”
Ahnix walked closer to Mark, Vale, and Roo.
“Grab on.”
Mark and his girls laid their hands on the cat-girl, and they were all instantly teleported into the large dark area outside the cargo bay. Ahnix pulled something out of her leather shorts and tossed it to Vale who caught it in the dim light.
“It's called a flashlight,” Ahnix said. “Push the button and point it where you want to banish the darkness.”
Mark couldn't help but smile at her fantasy world description. Vale pointed the cylinder to the floor as if it was a loaded weapon and pressed the button. A circle of light appeared, and the giant naga waved it around the room, illuminating a series of conveyor belts leading into dark, square holes along the far wall.
“Not magic?” Roo asked.
Mark was about to answer when Ahnix surprised him.
“No, it's a simple device- like Mark said. It's mechanical manipulation of the physical world. Anyone could make one and use it as long as they followed instructions, no matter their magical aptitude.”
“Looks like magic to me,” Vale said, swinging the beam around the room.
Ahnix shrugged, her half-lidded expression of disinterest back in its normal place.
“Vale, let's move okay?” Mark said, bringing Vale back into the moment.
She pointed the light ahead into the arched doorway they hadn't been through yet and wove her body forward.
“This way. Follow me.”
The giant armored naga led them down a long, dark corridor with closed doors to either side. Every now and then they passed a four-way junction with other hallways continuing off into darkness. As they silently crept along, Mark sent Ahnix the idea of a question, and she slowed to walk alongside him.
“Did you learn about hacking?” he asked, keeping his voice low.
She nodded. “What I learned was a lot about computer systems. Now I know why you struggled to explain them to us. They're immensely complicated, yet simply logical. Johnson was a big help. I wanted to just spend my mountain of points to reach deep into the more advanced abilities, but he explained how the tech tree works.”
“Tech tree?” Mark asked.
“Yes. There are many little, inexpensive abilities scattered around the major ones, and investing a few points in something as mundane as Database Management will enable powerful synergies with other skills down the line. You gave me a lot of points, so I'm just buying up everything.”
Mark let out a little chuckle. “You probably know more than I do now.”
Ahnix was about to respond when he felt her ears twinge. They both got into a defensive stance, triggering Vale and Roo to do the same.
“One, I believe, coming towards us,” Ahnix whispered.
Vale focused the light on the series of numbers and letters above one of the doors nearby.
“If this numbering system continues as it has, we're almost there. Let us press on. Roo, get up here and quickly put out its eye if it finds us first.”
Roo nodded and ran alongside the giant naga as Mark and Ahnix followed close behind.
Ahnix let out another jolt of alarm along their bond.
“More, closing in from behind.”
Mark could hear the squealing of their rubber wheels on the sleek, smooth floor and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He did not want to get surrounded in this tight hallway.
Vale stopped suddenly and turned to face a sealed door in the white, metal wall. It did not open for her, and he felt her panic rise as she looked for a doorknob.
Ahnix hopped over Vale's tail and inspected the door, her eyes going to a panel on the thick, white frame. With a quick swipe of her claws, she tore through the cover and began pulling out wires. Behind her, Mark saw the blue glow of the sentry bot before it entered their hallway from a junction ahead of them.
Its single tire squealed on the floor when it perceived their presence and raced toward them. The curved sentry bot only made it a few feet before a shaft of iron from Roo's hand pierced its eye and sent its lifeless shell sliding across the floor.
Mark and Vale moved to cover the corridor behind them, ready to fight off the rest when the door slid open.
“Got it!” Ahnix said, then entered through the open doorway. Roo went in behind her and then Mark followed. It was essentially just a round shaft with a ladder. Ahnix was already working on the hatch that sealed off the next floor when Mark grabbed onto the ladder. He looked up and found Roo's perfectly curved, taut ass just above him. His smile was wiped from his face when he tried to imagine how Vale was going to climb this ladder. She had powerfully strong arms but lifting her body up long ladders might be a challenge for her.
“They're coming!” Vale shouted just outside the door below, and Mark saw the glow of a blue beam light up the hallway.
Ahnix hissed and just started slashing the hatch above to pieces with her upgraded claws, causing sparks and bits of metal to rain down on Mark and Roo.
The cat-girl quickly cut a huge section of the hatch away and let it drop. Before it moved an inch, Ahnix sent the image of Roo getting hit in the head by the hunk of falling metal, complete with the sad frown on her puffy lips.
Reacting just as quickly, Mark popped a perfectly timed bubble around the fabric-girl and deflected the solid plate of metal against the wall with a clatter. Luckily, he was close enough to Roo that it sailed past him harmlessly. Mark swung away from the ladder, ready to warn Vale at the bottom when he saw something he didn't expect.
The giant naga's long snake half was swiftly spiraling the walls of the tube, pressing on multiple sides at once. She wasn't even touching the ladder with her hands. The falling plate struck her on the back of her celestially armored head. She winced but was unharmed.
“Move!” Vale yelled up at Mark, and he scrambled up the ladder.
He expected to see blue blasts of cold energy hitting her from below, but instead heard the wheels of security bots squeal down the hallway, presumably trying to find a way to get ahead of them. Based on their design, it was probably impossible for them to shoot straight upward.
“Everyone stop,” Vale called out.
She reached out her armored hands, ripped the mesh cover from a square vent in the wall and tossed it down with the other twisted metal below. “This way.”
It was a tight fit for the giant naga, but she squirmed ahead through the exposed wires and intricate clusters of computer components faster than Mark. He looked over his shoulder and saw Roo and Ahnix crawling on their hands and knees a little behind him.
Ahnix sent him a few intermingled thoughts directly into Mark's brain as they crawled forward. She was frustrated by how slow Roo was moving, but she was happy to cover her back. The last part of the message was an image of how the velvet girl's firm ass looked
from close behind.
They crawled for a long stretch of time before Vale stopped and ripped off another vent cover ahead of them. Mark saw her serpentine body slither out of the tunnel and into darkness beyond. He quickly scrambled to the opening and crawled out into a dark room with furnished sleek desks and computers. It was clearly an office, and the whole area was surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass walls. Out in the hallway, the same white strips of light ran along the edges of the ceiling, throwing a dim glow over everything.
Vale was standing near the glass, and he saw her quickly duck behind a potted plant as alarm radiated out from the giant naga. He dropped to the floor and held out a hand for Roo to stop, halfway out of the vent in the wall.
Outside the office, a slow-moving security robot wheeled in the hallway. It wove its path, leaning left and right, seeming to scan its surroundings. Mark realized the bowling pin-shaped bots had no real moving parts other than the wheel, and if it wanted to face a direction, the thing had to turn its entire body.
Vale, Mark, Roo, and Ahnix all remained motionless and pressed against the floor, watching as the menacing machine turned the corner. After it was gone, Vale gave them a nod that it seemed all clear. Roo and Ahnix emerged from the vent in and stood, looking around.
Vale was still peeking around the potted plant and waved them over.
“Security Center,” she whispered, pointing to down the hall a bit. “Johnson said there would be many laser weapons held within.”
Mark looked and saw the white letters painted over a long teller window. Covering the opening was a metal mesh barricade, probably a lockdown failsafe. Near the teller window was a door that seemed to grant access to the promised weapon cache, but next to the door was an ominous, dark, familiar-shaped hole. It looked like a bowling pin.
“Wait here,” Ahnix said. “Let me try and hack that door alone.”
Instead of just doing it, she looked up to Vale's eyes for her approval. The giant naga raised her perfect, white eyebrows, then nodded.