The Eros Expansion

by Prax Venter

  “Oh no!” Erica cried.

  “Relax,” Ahnix said. “She’s fine. Guess the hooks didn’t hold.”

  Mark closed his eyes and focused on their connection again. He sent her an image of his shaking head, chastising her. She should have told him what was happening.

  In response she sent him the infinite stillness and peace she felt floating in the void, but that she was ready to come home to him again. Mark wrapped his mind around her soft, velvet skin and her floral scent. Once he felt the lock, he tugged her back to him with Harem Recall.

  And there she was, in the corridor with them.

  “Whooo! What a ride,” she said before her big, puffy lips made an ‘o’ in surprise. “Why am I still flying?” The velvet girl flailed her arms and unwillingly tilted forward toward the floor.

  “Roo, you’re amazing!” Erica said, pushing her tail off the wall and catching Roo in her arms. “How did you survive all that?”

  “All my girls are very special,” Mark answered for her.

  “I truly am!” Roo said as Erica helped her get back under control. “But my hooks and chains melted in all that heat. I was ripped out into the void like a cannonball. I didn’t know what to expect, but once I calmed down and just started floating, it was really nice out there.”

  Ahnix closed the panel she was working on. “I can’t restore the gravity generators- and it looks like this whole section is affected. We’re in for an interesting trip.”

  Mark felt Vale’s discomfort level spike as she tried to keep her body orientated.

  “Ugh, this is going to make me sick.”

  Erica let go of Roo, pushed her tail off the floor and gracefully arched her back as she curled through the air to pass upside down in front of Vale.

  “You can do it. It’s easy. A body in motion stays in motion. Push accordingly.”

  Vale’s serpentine tail stopped wiggling around like she was underwater and concentrated on what Erica had told her. After a few attempts at controlling her orientation and speed, the giant naga began to get the hang of zero gravity movement.

  Ahnix was having no problems at all. She was naturally acrobatic, and if she wanted to be in a different spot, she could just teleport there. Mark and Roo ended up holding hands and bouncing around the corridor as they practiced getting around. Her pure black eyes twinkled, locked on his as they danced and twirled without the burden of gravity.

  “Okay, we should be moving forward,” Vale said after a while. “Those wheeled death machines probably will have a hard time getting to us now, but I don’t trust this magical weightless zone.”

  They moved forward through the melted restaurant, and Mark noticed that the massive windows that must have shown a spectacular view of the cosmos were all blocked by a gray metal bulkhead with painted, yellow warning signs. The curved outer hallway continued on the other side of the restaurant, and a series of golden doors took the place of shops.

  “Luxury suites,” Ahnix said just before Mark asked. From the distance between the doors, he figured they had to be massive rooms. The five of them bounced around the curved corridor, passing about ten of the doors before Ahnix held her hand up for them to stop- which wasn’t as easy as it normally was. Mark had eventually realized that he needed to push off toward his intended next contact point. Otherwise, if he just tried to shoot straight down the hallway without any plan, he could end up flailing with his arms and legs and unable to reach any surface.

  Vale was getting much better at controlling herself and used her ample body to help stop the others as they waited along the walls for Ahnix’s report.

  “Something is coming. A few somethings- I hear metallic stomping. Wait here.”

  The black-and-gold cat-girl vanished from sight as she pushed off down the corridor.

  “She can turn invisible?” Erica said behind Mark, astonished. He looked over and saw her hiding behind Vale, peeking down the hall after Ahnix.

  “I told you my girls are special.”

  “You’re a Collector- a Lover,” she whispered with her light, tinkling voice. “You are the source of their power?”

  “Well,” he responded. “I don’t know about all that. They would still be amazing without me.”

  “Don’t listen to him,” Vale said, placing her hand on Erica’s back. “Without Mark, none of us would be here right now.”

  An alarming emotional pulse stopped the idle chatter, and Mark, Roo, and Vale all got ready for combat.

  “What’s happening?” Erica asked, confused by the abrupt shift in mood.

  “Ahnix found something dangerous.”

  Just as Vale said the words, Mark began to hear the steady metallic clank of something marching toward them. He felt that his badass cat-girl was near, so it was no surprise when Ahnix faded into existence.

  “Three very large mobile turrets. They seem to have magnets in their feet. Headed this way. I could probably disable the lead one with my EMP but fighting these will be tough.”

  Erica moved more of her metallic body behind Vale. “Those are supposed to be on the outside of the station. They are anti-ship weapons.”

  “How far?” Vale asked her eyebrows pulled down.

  “About three and a half gold doors,” Ahnix said.

  Vale’s violet eyes passed over the group, gathering their attention.

  “Okay, here’s my plan- we break into one of these rooms. Ahnix enters and keeps the location locked in memory. We exit, then hit and run the enemy until they are further along and closer to the restaurant. Ahnix teleports us behind them and back in the room. It’s getting late anyway. We wait there until the heat is off and resume our mission in the morning. We set watches and destroy anything that enters.”

  Mark smiled in awe of her. It was a great plan, and he had some essence that wanted out. Ahnix wasted no time opening the nearest gold door with the computer strapped to her wrist. While she worked, the rest slowly moved up the hallway to draw the attention of the turrets.

  When Mark saw how big they were, he was even more in favor of Vale’s plan. They were essentially walking tanks that filled up most of the corridor. There was only room for one of them to fit, so the mobile spaceship defense turrets all steadily marched in a line. Their thick, metal feet slammed into the bottom of the corridor as the magnets turned on and the resulting monotonous thud shook everything around him. Vale pointed to Mark and Roo, signaling she wanted them to shoot first.

  The two nagas used their tails to push backward and away as Mark fired his crossbow and Roo launched an iron ball. The attacks didn’t seem to do much damage but got their attention. The cannons swiveled with a high-pitched whine, but Mark and Roo kicked off the wall and left the cannon’s line of sight before it fired. It sounded like the thunderous marching increased in speed after seeing them, and Mark’s heart rate sped up to match. One shot from their ridiculously huge cannons would probably instantly vaporize anyone hit.

  Vale moved up next and fired her shotgun before also retreating. The giant naga had waved Erica back beforehand, not wanting to put the station’s virtual assistant in unnecessary danger.

  Ahnix had joined back up with them by now and moved to take her turn with the feint attacks. Vale grabbed her furry arm and shook her head.

  “We don’t want them disabled,” she whispered, and the cat-girl nodded her understanding.

  Mark, Roo, and Vale took turns attacking and retreating and eventually one of the turrets fired a deafening blast at Roo, almost taking her legs off. She was around the bend a moment before the strike came, but Mark was close when the chunk of red, glowing energy struck the wall and had to skip his turn due to temporary blindness caused by the flash.

  After they had moved beyond the last golden door and were about to back up into the Blackhole Bar and Grill again, Vale gave the signal, and they all pulled in close next to Ahnix. It was time for a tactical retreat- behind enemy lines.

  Mark’s clothes fluttered, and he found himself floating in the center of a
luxurious living room- complete with a huge red couch, a white grand piano, and fully stocked bar. Over his right shoulder was a stairway that led up to the darkness of a second floor. The magnetic stomping of the heavy turrets sent vibrations throughout the walls of the station. The sound was mechanically ominous, but Mark felt virtually nothing suspended in zero gravity. He clenched on Vale’s armored shoulder for stability, and despite the death machines marching outside, he had a hard time taking his eyes off the way Vale’s legendary scale mail cupped and coated her breasts into the most wonderfully round shape.

  Vale kept her eyes on the door but reached up and slowly slid her free hand up Mark’s inner thigh. Before the tips of her fingers reached his junk, she stopped and just held still.

  Ahnix pushed away from the group and flew over to the mantle above a stone fireplace, using her black tail to make small course corrections. There she started typing commands into her modified tool. Mark mentally questioned what she was doing, and the hacker cat-girl just responded with the concept of patience.

  Just as the last walking turret moved past the door, the whole wall above the fireplace flickered, then displayed a top-down map of the area. The room they were in was depicted as a solid green square with empty red squares to either side. The long purple hallway had flashing red-and-white dots that represented the moving laser turrets.

  When they had moved off the bottom of the map, Mark no longer heard their stomping noises.

  “Fantastic plan, Vale,” Mark said.

  “Yes.” Ahnix agreed. “We should be safe here for a while. I’ve set up an alarm if the door opens. So- don’t open the door.”

  - 19 -

  They all split apart, and Mark pushed off Vale’s shoulder to check out the upstairs of their new luxury suite. There was a large bedroom up above the first floor, and the whole back wall was one giant window. He pushed off the door, anchored himself on the bed frame and looked out at the star-speckled blackness that stretched out infinitely before him. Would this gameworld allow him to explore each and every star or would he just run into an invisible wall like the NPCs in the cargo bay?

  He noticed Ahnix enter the room with him and turned to look when she pulled the door shut behind her.

  His half-lidded cat-girl drifted forward and wrapped her furry arms and legs around his body when she connected with him, starting them slowly spinning. She pressed her face into his neck, and they just enjoyed each other’s scents as they drifted towards the ceiling. Mark ran his fingers through the fur on her neck and back as he looked out into the vastness of space and breathed her in deeply.

  She pulled back and kissed Mark a few times on his lips with long slow motions, then worked her way down his neck, to his chest. There, she grabbed onto his waist and swung her muscular legs around, so she was facing the other way. She placed her hot mouth against the rock-hard bulge in his pants and hugged the back of his thighs, pressing her face even harder against him. Mark reached his hand around her solid, furry ass and pulled the flap in her leather shorts aside. Spread before him was her perfect pussy with her tiny swollen clitoris. He bent his head down and used his forearm against her ass to shove her crotch up to meet his face.

  She let him suck on her bud of a clit for a while, his nose pressing into her furry slit, then turned her face to the side and asked him to pull off her shorts. She held on tightly to his legs as he worked off her tight leather shorts and tossed them across the room.

  The cat-girl used her muscular thighs to lock his face into her crotch to anchor herself while she removed his pants. His nose was pressed into her tiny asshole, and his mouth was pressed against the sleek fur on her pussy, so he made the best of it and began to lap her vagina with his tongue. The delicious, savory spice that was Ahnix filled his senses, and Mark couldn’t think of anywhere he’d rather be right now. Ahnix engulfed his cock with her mouth, and they spun slowly above the giant bed as they pleasured each other’s genitals.

  Mark started an extremely slow heal and only applied it as a warm shadow of pleasure that trailed after his tongue. He slowly licked her from clit to asshole, and she let out a low growl around his cock in her mouth as a response.

  As he slowly raised the volume on the heal, she forced his face further into her crotch with her toned legs- until all he could do was lap the deliciously silky and wet insides of her small pussy. Mark poured erotically charged energy directly into the walls of her pussy through his tongue, and Ahnix started to just absentmindedly loll his cock around in her mouth with her tongue as she moaned deeply.

  Mark felt her pussy clench down on his tongue, and he licked as deep as he could reach while she came on his face.

  After the wave of pleasure receded, Ahnix opened her small mouth and shoved his dick in as far as it would go. Using her arms wrapped against the back of his bare legs, she pressed her nose all the way down to his balls. The cat-girl used a combination of her lips, tongue and throat muscles to pleasure his dick exquisitely.

  He brought both hands up around her back and squeezed her firm ass tightly as he sucked on and kissed her clit with his magic tongue. Her back tail began to wrap around his neck as he forced another orgasm out of her through ability-enhanced clitoral stimulation. She just held his dick in her hot, small mouth as her body shook from the intense pleasure. After she recovered, she focused all her attention on slurping his cock and massaging his balls with her furry hands.

  With a solid grunt, she brought him to the height of pleasure, pulling the cum and essence right out of his cock.

  Ahnix had her own last, sopping wet orgasm as Mark transferred his collected essence.

  Mark pulled his head out of her crotch and spun around, so they were facing each other. The cat-girl purred loudly and wrapped her tail around his waist as she licked the wetness from her pussy off his lips, cheeks, and chin.

  After a little while, she sighed contently and turned around in his arms, pressing her perfect ass against his junk. They both stared off into space as they drank in each other’s warmth and energy. Being physically close to Ahnix’s toned and furry body soothed some bottomless ache Mark couldn’t quite describe until they touched. He pulled her tight against his body for a long time. Eventually, they needed to check on the others, so they got dressed and went to the door.

  Mark looked down into the living room and saw Roo and Erica playing zero gravity catch with an iron ball and Vale looking up at him. Her armor was off, and she had her tail coiled around the coffee table for stability.

  Ahnix used the railing to move down a few stairs, then vanished. Mark saw the cat-girl slap Vale’s round ass, then Retracted back with the giant naga along for the ride.

  “What-?” Vale got out before Ahnix cut her off.

  “Hey, I want in on this,” she said, pushing off the wall and flying out into the middle of the large living room. As she passed over Roo, the velvet girl pressed her feet against the floor for leverage and sent the iron ball up into the air. Ahnix intercepted it with a long stretch and quickly rethrew it to the left of Erica, using her long tail and legs as a counterbalance.

  The metal naga pushed off from one of the walls to catch the ball in her shiny hands.

  “No enemies have come back this whole time,” Vale said looking up at Mark, her long white hair flowing around her like it had a mind of its own. “I don’t think they know we’re here.”

  “It was a great plan, Vale. Hey, come check out this huge window.” Mark pulled himself into the room by the door frame, and the giant, black-and-white naga streamed in gracefully as if she had always belonged soaring through the sky.

  The image made Mark pay attention her more closely and he could tell she felt light as a feather, her huge breasts not pulling her down anymore. He watched her strong stomach muscles tighten as she reached forward with her tail.

  “That is an amazing view,” Vale said wrapping her tail around the bed frame and facing the window. “My whole life I wanted to be carried off on grand adventures by a handsome Coll
ector; I never imagined I’d be among the stars.”

  Mark used his legs to push off the bed and wrap his arms around her firm core, with his cheek pressed into the smooth skin just under her breasts.

  “I’m still carrying you off, and I’m never letting go,” he said, squeezing her tightly. “Although,” he added. “I don’t think I’ll be able to give you a good back rub with no gravity.”

  She pulled the cloth wrapped around her breasts off and tossed it away from her. Mark watched as her silver nipple rings slowly waved in the air from her abrupt movements.

  “It’s okay.” She turned her violet eyes down on him as the tip of her tail silently crept up to encircle his chest. “I’m the one who’s going to work you over, this time.”

  He let Vale rotate him around in midair as she peeled off his clothes and then turned him to face her. Weightlessness caused her long, white, almost clear, strands of hair to obscure half of her face, but Mark recognized the intense look in her one beautiful eye. Princess Vale was now in command.

  “Hold on to these,” she said, her thumbs pushing her nipple rings outward. Mark had no problem with that and took a ring in each fist.

  Vale slid her tail down his body and used its smooth, bumpy tip to caress his dick as it moved past. He was slightly surprised when she constricted around his ankles and pulled him away from her body. His hands were still firmly holding her hoop nipple piercings, and he considered letting them go- but that thought didn’t get very far. She told him to hang on for a reason.

  Mark watched the giant naga’s black nipples stretched taut as she moved him away from her with her tail. Vale’s massive tits jiggled from the small wiggling movements she made as she stretched out his body, and Mark felt small pops of intense pleasure while his weary spinal column was gently pulled back into alignment.

  She tugged on his legs with slow bouncing movements, and Mark was inspired to twist the rings slightly with her bounces. Vale leaned her head back and moaned from the electric tingles radiating from the intense stimulation on her sensitive nipple flesh.