Three Square Meals Ch. 099

"She wasn't joking earlier..." Commodore Redding said under his breath, staring intently at the mass of Maliri vessels sweeping by. "We'd have no chance of stopping them..."

"I know," Admiral Morgan muttered, feeling another shiver run down his spine.

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On the furthest edges of Terran Federation Space, what had started as a trickle of ochre-coloured vessels became a flood, with dozens crossing the border by the hour. The front-runners of the Kirrix forces had been able to venture unopposed into Terran territory and were now homing in on their targets... populated worlds.

In the Omicron Ceti system, a bright red star cast a crimson pall over the trio of insectoid vessels as they dropped out of hyper-warp. Turning languidly, the Kirrix hive ships changed course, heading towards a dense belt of rocks and the massive hollowed-out asteroid at its centre...

***

John stirred from sleep the following morning with two girls snuggled up against him, having slept like the dead after the previous evening's exertions. The twins had been in a playful mood when they joined him in bed, wanting to experiment with lots of different positions. They had put considerable thought into all the different ways he could fuck them in the ass when they were pregnant, and had enthusiastically encouraged him to try each one out.

They started with John ploughing Tashana with her pinned to the mattress beneath him, while Irillith explained how long he'd be able to bugger her sister that way before the size of her pregnant belly would make that position impractical. When John got close to release, the girls gave him a few moments to calm down, then changed position so that other twin could take over. After swapping a dozen times, they finished with Irillith on her back with her toned legs up on John's shoulders, his cock buried to the hilt inside her deliciously snug rump. He pounded her hard while Tashana rode Irillith's face, both girls experiencing a succession of intense twingasms, until he finally slammed home and emptied his balls.

After Jade had reclaimed her sweet treat and shared it out, John had fallen asleep between the twins, a blissfully happy smile on his face. Which was why hearing Rachel's voice right next to him came as a surprise.

"He looks like he's in a happy place..."

"He's probably daydreaming about cornholing the twins. You can always tell when he's buggered them senseless, they get this big dopey grin on their faces!"

And there's Dana. Opening his eyes, he saw two beautiful bright-eyed faces looking up at him, one framed by a mass of dark-red hair, the other tawny-brown. "Morning ladies. This is a surprise, what happened to the twins?"

Dana grinned at him and replied, "They said sorry for stealing my cum, then went to get some breakfast."

Rachel gave him an enigmatic smile. "We're an hour out from Brimor. Just enough time for a therapy session..."

"Therapy?" John asked, suddenly wary. "What are you two minxes up to?"

"Don't worry, it's going to be awesome!" Dana replied as she sat up, giving him a spectacular view of her gravity-defying bust. "You get to lighten your load, sort out some of your hang ups, and pump some schematics into yours truly. That's got to be the most productive blowjob ever!"

Rachel leaned over and kissed him, her lips soft, warm, and gentle. "Trust me, we'll take excellent care of you," she whispered, her grey eyes full of some unreadable emotion.

"Doctor's orders?" John asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Absolutely," she agreed, sitting up as well. Turning to her left, she patted the end of the mattress. "Now Vice Admiral, will you sit here please and we can begin."

"Of course, Doctor," John agreed, wondering what she was up to as he moved to sit on the end of the bed.

Dana scampered over the bed, then stood before him and tried to regain her composure. It was amusing watching the redhead tamp down her natural exuberance with a visible effort, at least until she gazed at him under long lashes and slowly sank to her knees. She was graceful, poised, and exuded an alluring sexual confidence, the overall effect devastating to John's own composure. He throbbed with need as she deliberately licked her lips, make them look succulent and moist.

She gently wrapped her slender fingers around his cock, then looked up to meet his fascinated gaze. "I've never done this before," Dana murmured with a shy smile, and John found himself willing to believe anything that came out of that sensual mouth. Her bright-blue eyes opened wide in artful innocence. "If I swallow enough cum, will I really be connected to you like the rest of the lionesses?"

John blinked in surprise as his distracted brain managed to process her question. Before he could reply, Rachel hugged him from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"I see you've met the new girl... Personally, I think she's a smoking hot piece of ass," the brunette said with a playful grin. "Perhaps we should keep her?"

Dana blew her lover a flirtatious kiss.

Turning to look at Rachel over his shoulder, John said hesitantly, "I get that this is some kind of roleplay and Dana looks incredible... but I must admit I'm not sure what game we're playing here."

"This isn't a game, John," Rachel said softly, before kissing his cheek. "This is step one on my plan to help you tackle some of your inner demons."

John frowned as he studied the brunette, then glanced back down at her redheaded girlfriend. Dana was watching him intently and now she had his full focus, she leaned forward and engulfed the head of his cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around him, the gentle motion and luscious wet warmth making him moan with pleasure.

"Now, keep focusing on those beautiful blue eyes," Rachel purred, her breath tickling his ear.

In truth John couldn't tear his gaze away from Dana if his life depended on it. He was thoroughly ensorcelled by her beauty and said as much, earning himself a loving look in return. She began to increase her pace as she bobbed on him, not taking too much, but more than enough for it to feel absolutely sublime. Her intense gaze never wavered for a second as she lavished his cock with affection, the incredible stimulation bringing him close to the edge.

When she tasted his pre-cum, the mood shifted abruptly, and John gaped at Dana in shock as her eyes glazed over at the taste. The artful blowjob she'd been giving him shifted and her technique changed to a disturbingly familiar one. Dana suckled reflexively on him now, sliding up and down his shaft as she began to deep-throat him.

"What the hell?!" John blurted out in alarm. "Dana, are you okay?!"

"She's fine... and a sexy little actress," Rachel murmured, pressing her warm breasts into his back and gently hugging him. "Now I know you hate seeing new girls get like this, so it's time to address why that is."

John relaxed when he realised what the girls were doing, and brushed his fingers through Dana's silky auburn hair. "They just go into autopilot at that first taste," he explained quietly. "I hate that they lose control like that... It reminds me that I'm a Progenitor, and I worry I'm taking their free-will away from them. I'm sure that's why they go into that trance, it's probably setting them up for all the changes they're about to face."

"I'm delighted to tell you that you've been operating under false assumptions," Rachel whispered, kissing his neck this time. "I asked Alyssa to help me do some research... she used telepathy to explore the memories all of us have of our first time with you."

"I thought there wouldn't be any memories?" John remarked in surprise. "There's normally temporary amnesia until the third time."

"Incorrect again, I'm very happy to say," the brunette replied with a teasing smile, watching as Dana methodically worked her way down to the base of his cock. "Alyssa said that we all reacted the same way and our memories were very similar..."

"What way was that?" John asked, his curiosity piqued as he stroked Dana's hair.

"You put us into a state of euphoria," Rachel replied, her tone gentle and soothing. "Alyssa said she felt the same emotions from each of us."

John frowned and said, "Just because I made you all feel good doesn't make it right, not if I was just setting you girls up to become Thralls."

The brunette hugged him tight again. "Just think about that first time you fed each of us. What were you feeling at the time?"

"Protective," John replied without hesitation. He paused for a second, then continued, "I knew life had treated each of you unfairly and wanted to make it right... to care for you and keep you safe."

"I've previously told you about the special properties of you cum. What's the main one?" Rachel prompted him.

John watched Dana sucking on him rhythmically, his cock sliding in and out of the clutching depths of her throat. "It's a psychic catalyst... as soon as you swallow any, then we have an active connection."

"Very good," Rachel said, her lips brushing against his neck. "Now what do you suppose happens when your genetically and psychically enhanced Progenitor mind connects to a normal girl's mind for the first time?"

Now John did turn away from Dana to look at Rachel over his shoulder. "She gets overwhelmed?"

"Excellent, well done!" Her bright smile and look of admiration made his heart swell in his chest. "You're much more intuitive than you give yourself credit for."

John turned back to Dana and held her steady so he could gently massage her temples with both hands. "So the trance is basically the girl going into shock when our minds meet?"

"That's essentially correct, but I'd prefer to use different terminology, because shock has negative connotations," Rachel replied, before tenderly kissing him on the cheek. "Remember that I told you Alyssa explored my memories and found that I was in a blissful state of euphoria? She described the memories and they were wonderful; I felt this incredibly powerful but caring mind wrap itself around me, wanting to look after me and make everything alright."

Dana eased back off his cock and looked up at him, her eyes bright and focused. "That's a bit like how I feel every day," she said quietly, her expression filled with love. "You care about all of us so much, and I can feel it... I know it..."

"That first time with you is just a taste of things to come," Rachel murmured, before she froze and her body shook with laughter. "Sorry, I didn't mean that to come out as a double entendre!"

John laughed along with her, enjoying her enthusiastic cuddle. "So basically, you're saying that the trance is a good thing... that it gave you girls a preview of what being with me would be like?"

"Exactly!" Rachel replied, hugging him even tighter.

"And if you didn't like it, then you could have just walked away..." he continued thoughtfully.

Rachel nodded, her soft brown hair tickling his shoulders. "Of course. You made it crystal clear to me that joining you was entirely my decision. I never doubted for a moment that if I chose not to join you, you'd wish me well and we'd part as friends."

"Walking away never even crossed my mind," Dana said softly, looking up at him with big eyes. "My life here is like a wonderful dream. I'm so happy and you've given me everything I could ever want... I should pinch myself to check if I'm actually asleep, but I don't because I never want the dream to end."

John felt the easing of tension he hadn't been consciously aware of before, some of the stress and guilt that he'd carried for months evaporating as he recognised the truth in their words. "Thank you both for talking to me about this... it really means a lot," he said, swallowing thickly.

Dana straightened and wrapped her arms around his waist, while Rachel hugged him from behind.

"I should have helped you deal with this months ago," Rachel whispered, her voice full of regret. "You're so stoic that I didn't realise how much these things have been bothering you. That changes now! My new project is to make you realise just how amazing you are and get rid of all that guilt and self-loathing."

He turned to look at her in surprise.

"You hate your own species, John," she said softly. "Progenitors might be monsters, but you're not... I think you just need a bit of convincing."

John frowned and was about to deny it, but he hesitated, and in that pause he realised the simple truth to her words. "Thank you," he said, reaching back to hold her close.

"I love you," Rachel replied, smiling as she kissed him. "I'd do anything to make you feel better." She peeked over his shoulder and shared a glance with Dana. "Now, why don't we go back to filling her tummy, there's something else I want to talk to you about."

Dana grinned and got back to work, suckling from him again, a glazed expression on her face.

"That's really convincing," John marvelled, brushing some of her thick auburn hair out of the way.

"She spent hours watching video footage and practicing to make it look authentic," Rachel told him, smiling fondly at her lover. Settling in against him again, she continued, "Dana's actually an excellent example of just how radically different you are to what we know of the Progenitors."

"What do you mean?" John asked, losing himself in the velvety grip encasing his cock. He looked into Dana's glazed eyes and for the first time didn't feel any sharp pangs of remorse at her dazed expression.

"Progenitor relationships with their Matriarch and Thralls are horrific. The women are used as tools and eventually drained dry of psychic energy. Progenitors are like parasites feeding off the women they've enthralled," Rachel explained, brushing her fingers through his hair. "But your relationship with Dana is nothing like that... it's loving and symbiotic. The two of you work together, unlocking all these Progenitor technological secrets that originally come from you, but need Dana's skills to create."

"That's very true," John said, gently stroking the redhead on her knees before him. "Together we make quite the formidable team."

Dana couldn't help smiling at that one, though her lips were limited to twitching around his hefty girth.

John met her happy gaze. "Would you mind sharing breakfast, beautiful? I think Rachel needs a reward after everything she's done for me this morning."

She wriggled over to make some room, while Rachel slid off the bed and dropped to her knees beside the redhead. They worked together, proving that they were a great team too, and it didn't take long for them to tip him over the edge. He filled up Rachel first, drawn in by her loving grey eyes, then swapped to Dana who greedily emptied every last drop from his quad. When he was finally done, they joined John on the bed in a three-way hug.

"That was amazing, thank you," he said, stroking their backs. "I love the two of you so much."

"Right back at you," Dana said with a grin.

"I love you too," Rachel said, giving him a tender kiss. "Do you trust your doctor to take care of you now?"

"I do," he readily agreed.

The three of them shared an intimate cuddle, all feeling closer after that morning. They were roused by Faye, who bounced eagerly into the room. "Good morning, John!"

He sat up and greeted her with a warm smile that she immediately reciprocated. "How are you this morning, honey?"

"Fantastic, thank you!" she replied, sitting on the end of the bed. "While you were sleeping last night, we crossed the border into Brimorian territory, and I contacted Deep Lord Athgiloi. I informed him we'd been successful in his mission!"

"You did?" John asked in surprise.

She nodded exuberantly. "I asked him to have the shield generators ready for us when we arrived."

John blinked at her in surprise, then gave her a grateful smile. "Great initiative, Faye, thank you! I can't believe I forgot to ask you to do that, especially with the timeframe being so tight."

Rachel frowned at herself. "I forgot about it too... we could've wasted hours waiting for the Brimorians to ready the shield generators for us!"

Faye stroked both their legs and gave them a look of sympathy. "John was angry last night, and you were both badly shaken by the psychic aura surrounding the Vulkat Queen. It's not surprising you weren't thinking completely straight."

John stretched and gave his bedmates a final hug. "I'll go get a quick shower then head up to the Bridge. You two have a little rest, you've earned it!"

He walked into the bathroom and was surprised when Faye followed him inside, slipping out of her diaphanous dress.

"Alyssa told me that we weren't supposed to let you shower alone," the adorable sprite said with a serious expression on her cute face.

"Get in here, you sexy girl," John said with a grin, opening the shower door for the purple-skinned beauty.

She giggled in delight as she stepped inside, and John followed her delectable nude body, activating the shower jets once he'd closed the door behind them. The water splashed down and Faye closed her eyes as she tilted her head back, running her hands through her voluminous mane of purple hair. John watched her in fascination as she arched her back, admiring the small pert breasts that sat high on her chest. Each exquisitely-shaped mound of flesh was less than half the size of Alyssa's impressive bust, but on Faye's tiny frame they were perfect.

Faye opened her big luminous eyes and gazed up at him, watching as he admired her body. "I'm a lot smaller than the other girls..." she said self-consciously. "Would you have preferred me to have the same body shape as them?"

John shook his head, his certainty surprising even himself. "Your body suits you, Faye. You have nothing to be embarrassed about, you look absolutely beautiful."

She blushed a dark shade of purple and bit her cupid-bow lip. "I think you look very handsome too..."

He gently stroked her cheek, smiling at her as she leaned in to his touch. "Thank you for joining me in the shower, it was a lovely surprise. I think this is the most intimate we've been together so far."

"Not quite," she replied, her eyes twinkling. "Do you remember when I danced for you? Then Jade helped me... to be with you."

"That's true... and we haven't even been on our first date yet," John said with a chuckle.

He cupped her head with his hand and leaned down as he met her startled gaze. Faye froze, her eyes wide with anticipation, her lips pursing reflexively as she longed for his gentle kiss. John tilted up his chin at the last moment and planted a tender kiss on the tip of her nose.

"I need to earn that first one..." he said, giving her a fond smile. "I promise we'll have that date soon."

"That would be lovely," Faye said with a dreamy sigh.

They managed to finish their shower even though neither of them seemed able to stop gazing at the other. After they'd washed and dressed, Faye accompanied him up to the Bridge, where the rest of the girls were already waiting. John and Faye walked up to join Alyssa on the Command Podium, with John taking his seat, while his petite companion perched on the edge of his console.

Alyssa turned and handed him a bottle of water and a bacon roll. "Eat up, it should still be hot. Calara only just made it for you."

John turned to give the Latina a grateful smile. "That was very thoughtful, thank you."

She crinkled her nose at him affectionately before returning to her battle projections.

"How long until we reach Brimor?" John asked Alyssa before taking a bite of his breakfast. It was still hot and tasted delicious.

"Thirty-two minutes," the blonde replied, her fingers swiping over the console to bring up the Sector Map.

John glanced at Faye and swallowed before he spoke.

She grinned as she asked, "You want me to contact Deep Lord Athgiloi again?"