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It did not matter how many times Malia Fen looked out from beyond the confines of the fused dichroic glass into the celestial field that surrounded her. The stars still remained the same, erupting incessant bursts of hydrogen-borne helium, giving them that extraordinary white radiance in a sea of darkness.

The sea otter watched the majestic display silently, her sharp green eyes focusing on one of the stars for a moment.

Sirius. The most beautiful of them all, and from this distance the white and blue glow was even more striking than it appeared on Earth. For the next 60,000 or so years, it would glow brighter and brighter as it swung past the solar system for a short visit, and then drift away again, gradually becoming less bright and captivating.

But until then, it would be the brightest star in the system - at least for the next 210,000 years.

She finally pulled away from the glass, shivering from the tip of her ruddertail to her toes. Out there, in the vastness of space, time did not seem to matter at all. Seconds, minutes, hours, and even days were but infinitesimal drops in the ocean. In space, it was truly as close to forever as one could imagine.

The mustelid grimaced at a slight stab of pain and brought a webbed paw to her stomach, brought back rudely to her present condition. In this particular instance, time did matter. Her pup would soon be born.

"There, there," she whispered, caressing and tracing over the ripe, swollen mound encased in the bright blue cotton one-piece swimsuit she wore. "You will come soon enough. No need to rush out..." She sighed deeply and glanced out again, looking down at the beautiful blue-green planet beneath them. "I so wanted you to perhaps come out on Earth, but it does not look like I will have my wish."

She could just curse the repair droids. They knew nothing about the concept of time either. They were programmed only to spot-check, run diagnostics, and mend what needed fixed. To them, there was no such thing as a deadline, and until they completed their overhaul of the booster and allowed the breeding station the "go" sign, she was essentially stuck up here, a thousand miles from home. She chuckled bitterly. The drive to the loading bay from her home in Santa Monica had been further than that.

"Malia," a male voice interrupted her daydream and she turned to address Captain Robin Lastly, one of the other crew members. The Siberian tiger was bare except for a pair of red Speedos, and a towel over his shoulder. "You doing okay?"

Malia grinned and hugged her stomach gently. "Surviving." And then for the hundredth time today asked, "Any status report from the droids?"

The tiger laughed softly and edged closer to her. The scent of his wet fur was very powerful and Malia found her gaze shifting briefly to his front. He was fully aroused. The wet swimsuit clung around his noticeable pouch of hard flesh like a tight, silken glove, and from the top, the start of his full, pink erection poked up. She bit at her lip and tore her gaze away, focusing instead on his beautiful blue-grey eyes as he replied, "Still a ways to go. I wish you'd relax, otter. You know we're perfectly capable of delivering here. Dr. Suden already has a chamber ready for you and..." He sighed and looked up at the security cameras surrounding them, swaying slowly on their servos. "C-Could we...go somewhere else?"

Malia blushed furiously. "Why, Captain," she struggled to keep from laughing. "Did the water not agree with you?" She ran her tongue across her lips, drawn again to the front of his Speedos. There was one thing about being nine-months pregnant she really enjoyed: the constant release of so much pheromones offered her the luxury of sexual desire nearly 24/7 these days.

And right now, she wanted Captain Lastly very much.

The tiger smirked and then bent his head close to her ear to whisper. "Meet me in the gym pool? About 10 minutes?"

She smiled and stood up on her toes to whisper back, over a foot shorter than he. "Why should I want to do that?"

She loved their games. Although their affair had been successfully kept secret up to now, there was no question that everyone at the cetacean breeding station wondered whose child she was carrying. Everyone, of course except Captain Lastly, whom the sea otter had quickly fallen head over paws in love with almost before they had left the Earth's gravitational pull.

The captain carefully took Malia's arm, guiding her to a place inbetween two of the cameras and pressing her up against the glass to kiss full and deeply. She churrred and immediately brought her paw down to his front, stroking the hard mound of arousal several times until she could feel it pulse beneath her touch. She stopped, looking breathlessly up at him, and then kissed him hard, continuing her rubs, working her paw faster and firmer.

The tiger's breath caught in his throat as he whimpered softly, trying to keep the sounds of pleasure away from the ears of the cameras, and bucked his hips against her paw, placing his own large paws on either side of her head to brace against the glass. The sea otter moaned and slipped her paw fully into his Speedos, wrapping her slender digits around his arousal. A few more moments of hard, hot stroking was all it took. Malia nearly cried out as her lover's erection erupted into a goo of heat, splattering her fingers with a copious amount of feline cum as they continued to stroke him off through his orgasm.

Gradually, Robin came down from his high, breathless and purring loudly, and pressed his nose to her cheek, nuzzling. "Mmm...you've got five minutes..."

She giggled, nuzzling back. "That was not enough?"

"Not even a little bit, otter girl. Hurry...please...remember, there's no cameras in the pool..."

Malia trembled, her thoughts dreamily drifting to plenty of underwater adventures the two had shared in the past on the Delphina. Her lungs enabled her to hold air for a considerable amount of time, air she and Robin had learned to buddy-breathe between them for several minutes at a time. It was an exciting trick and they took full advantage of the lack of visibility, and the depth of the pool to make love whenever the mood struck them.

And in the otter's current condition, it struck quite often.

She glanced up at the digital clock and saw the time. "Oh...I need more time, kitten. I need to do a quick check of Pod Five." She gave his soaked and sticky sex a gentle squeeze. "Mmm...Can you give me 20 minutes? I promise to hurry..."

The tiger grinned and pulled away, stuffing the last of his dribbling member back into the safe confines. "Alright...sure...um..." He realized they were back in the purview of the cameras and gave her a smart salute. "Um...C-Commander..."

Malia giggled again and saluted back. "Captain..."

She watched the tiger walk stiffly back down the hallway, staring at his gorgeous butt and swaying tail, and then sighed. He would make a wonderful father. Already they had plans to break the news to the rest of the crew the moment her daughter was born, and that they hoped to be engaged at that time. He had not asked her yet, but Malia knew the tiger cared deeply for her and the child they had both made together. Maybe she would ask him tonight, after they made love.

The thought of being in the tiger's arms, especially in the deep end of the heated pool, started to get her excited again, and she quickly wiped away the bit of cum still on her paw onto her one-piece before hurrying down the hallway towards the pods.

When she arrived to the large tank room, she heard a great deal of splashing and chittering and smiled. They knew it was her before she could even approach them. She knelt down by the water and watched a bottle-nosed dolphin swim up to her, showing his smooth belly and rigid penis as he rolled over and kicked finned legs, then splashed her with a snort of released water and mucus through its blowhole.

Malia chuckled, shielding her face. "Mind your manners, Moren, please." She reached down and touched his head.

Moren quickly frowned, showing concern. "Your young one comes soon, Malia. Should you not be in the infirmary now?"

The sea otter sighed and shook her head. The inherited sentience of the water-borne creatures never failed to amaze her and even sometimes caught her off-guard. "Too soon, honey. Maybe a few more days."

"You and Maya share much in common then."

Malia nodded. "I actually came in to check on her. Where is she?"

Moren pointed below the water and sighed, looking disappointed. "She hardly comes out of her pod now. She only wants to sleep."

The sea otter chuckled. "I wish I could."

A disturbance on the surface caught her attention and a much larger creature, a whale, rose its bulbous head up from the water and took in a deep breath. "Oh, Commander Fen. Good to see you. Is it that time already?"

"Could you rouse your mate from her pod, Teng? I am in a bit of a hurry tonight."

Teng smiled widely, showing an abundant amount of teeth. "Yes. For Robin."

Malia startled and then flushed noticeably. "I...well...that is none of your business!"

The whale laughed and swam closer to the pair. "Oh come on, I can practically feel the heat inside you. You are so aroused you can barely stand it. You just want that handsome tiger to pin you to the wall of the pool, so you can wrap your legs around him and see how deep-"

"Stop it, I mean it, Teng!" But the sea otter was blushing furiously now and there was a whiff of pheromones she was quite sure the cetaceans could detect. "Could you please bring Maya up so I can check on her vitals? You know how important her coming child is."

For several years, the cetaceans had been arriving at hundreds of sub-stations like the Delphina to breed in captivity, safe from the perils of the oceans. The Takeover, which had happened nearly 70 years ago, heralded the beginning of the new Earth. Humans, unable to withstand against the armies of their genetically-mutated offspring, fell. But soon war raged again, as the animals sought to protect what was theirs from those that wanted more. As the war took to the oceans, myriad sea-life was in jeopardy, and scientists struggled with a way to preserve the most treasured species. When war finally ended, and all was at peace, the oceans sadly had deteriorated. It was hoped that with their numbers populous once more, and the synthetic algae back in place in the seas, more cetaceans could soon return to Earth to start life anew.

The Delphina was a somber station at present. Not less than a month ago, Lulu, the dolphin that had been decided on for Moren to mate with, had been found floating dead on the surface. Moren had been inconsolable. It had turned out that she had communicated a disease in one of the putrid oceans before she had been brought on board. Usually the medical staff's examinations and tests could prepare for such maladies, but sometimes, sad to say, cetaceans fell through the cracks. Moren had spent a week in isolation until they could feel safe returning him to the pod again, and no one was quite sure when he would be ready to try mating again.

"You may have to come to her, otter," Teng replied. "I tried talking to her at length just hours ago, and she snapped at me." He hung his head. "She snaps at me a lot these days."

Malia sighed and looked down through the murky depths to the row of life-pods on the distant bottom, seventy-five feet below. "I really did not want to get wet tonight," she said, holding a paw to her stomach, "And what of my own child? I really cannot swim so much either."

"Well, that is certainly true," Moren grinned and winked at Teng. "She and the tiger do everything but swim in that pool."

The sea otter started to protest but Teng shrugged and offered a finned hand. "I could take you down. If you get your equipment, you can climb onto my back and I will swim you down to her."

Malia hesitated. She knew Maya would be next to impossible to coax to the surface in her condition. She also knew that the vital signs for the pregnant cetaceans must be monitored every eight hours. The _Dephina_and others like them, heralded successful pregnancies and births as joyously as the crews' own. She winced as the pup inside her kicked, growing impatient to see the world. She thought of Captain Lastly waiting impatiently for her as well, in the heated, lighted and deep private pool, with probably nothing on now, stroking his thick, hard member slowly, waiting for her...

She shuddered and got to her feet again, deciding. "Alright, let me get a small bag prepared. Thank you, Teng. I do appreciate this."

"At least you are already dressed for the occasion, Commander," Moren said, smiling at her one-piece swimsuit, liking the way the tight lycra material molded her full breasts to the nipple.

Malia glared at the dolphin. "I was going to swim with- never mind!" She blushed as Teng started to laugh. "And you, stop it right now. I may not be able to do much on this ship in my condition, but I can see to it you receive a different diet for a while!"

Teng seemed unfazed by the threat. "Are we going or not?"

"We're going." The sea otter turned from the water and went to one of the large white plastic compartments, riffling through small boxes until she could find a digi-scope to check on Maya's baby, and a stethometer for the orca's pulse and breathing. When she returned to the tank, she gasped as she saw that the whale was now on his back, kicking his finned legs and flippers slowly back and forth, sporting a huge arousal, nearly two feet long and six inches thick, across his belly.

"Teng! Honestly!" Malia blushed, her eyes focused on his arousal. "Can't you go...more than a few minutes...without doing that?"

The whale laughed and turned over, floating on his stomach. "Sorry, Malia. I'll try to behave. Hop on." He gestured to his back.

Malia licked her lips. "M-maybe I should just go. The swim might do me some good." She walked to the edge of the pool and sat down, dipping her legs in. The water felt wonderful, slick and cool, like the Pacific would probably have felt against her fur, had she been allowed in. At times, she envied their watery charges on the Delphina, who were able to experience the breathtaking beauty of the ocean all the time. It was against regulations for any member of the crew to set a foot or paw into the water, for fear of damaging the delicate ecosystem that had been arranged.

The sea otter looked down into the water again. It was a long way down though. She would have to swim to the bottom in her full state, hunt for Maya's life-pod, somehow coax the orca to let her in, then take her vitals. At least riding Teng down would save time and breath. The sea otter could stay underwater perhaps fifteen minutes at a time. Long enough for her to finish vitals on Maya, then get Teng to help her back up.

"Come on, Malia. Can't keep that tiger waiting." Teng splashed her with his tail.

Malia nodded and slipped into the water, submerging to immediately get used to the cold water. Underneath, she could see Teng's arousal pointing stiffly out, swaying back and forth and throbbing helplessly. She fought her inner lust and swam past him, surfacing behind him and clamping her legs around him, easing herself comfortably to his back. Her webbed feet briefly hugged around his member before she realized it and quickly let go. "I'm sorry...this is so awkward."

"Malia," the whale said kindly, "Just take a deep breath and hold on."

The sea otter puffed her cheeks in and out several times then held in one more short breath into her strong lungs before giving Teng a nod.

"I may as well come too," Moren said, and quickly dove down before Teng followed, dragging the sea otter behind him.

Underwater, Malia quickly unwrapped her legs from around Teng, and her foot bumped against his enormous member. She quickly grabbed on and held tightly to his large dorsal as the trio headed down towards the bottom. As the depths changed, the sea otter shook her head, easing the discomfort in her ears and ceasing the pounding in her head. She hadn't been this deep before, not ever. Even the pool that she and Lastly often shared was hardly more than 18-feet at its deepest point, and she had never set a foot in the ocean.

As her head cleared she could see the sandy bottom looming out of the murky blues. The otter let go of Teng's dorsal, kicking the rest of the way on her own. Swimming was difficult. She could feel the wobble in her swollen belly with each stroke, and her full breasts, heavy with milk, seemed to spring against her swimsuit, as if trying to pop free from the tight confines.

"Malia good?" Teng clicked in his language as he swam up behind her.

The sea otter smiled. It fascinated her that when listening to her watery companions their language was always translated a little bit differently once they resorted to their native tongues. Malia looked over her shoulder and nodded to Teng - and her eyes focused momentarily on the enormous size of his erection. It was huge, at least three lengths and two widths more than the size of her feline lover waiting for her in the gymnasium pool. And to her, Robin's was quite large for a tiger. She thought of him a moment, his full girth stretching her netherlips out so much, and then pushing so deep into her, causing her to lose her air in an underwater scream. They would hold each other like that, the sea otter impaled on the tiger in the depths of the pool, her legs wrapped around him, and then they would move, slowly at first...and then...

Malia suddenly trembled hotly all over as a knifing ache consumed her. She was now incredibly horny and needy for Robin. One task to do, she thought, and quickly spread her legs and kicked hard over to a row of four water-filled pods, each with a self-contained aquatic environment. Her eyes strained through the water to see in the last life-pod the silhouette of a large female orca.

"Maya?" Malia churriped and clicked in the cetacean's language as she swam closer. "I here. Look at heart. Um...heart, breathe, body..." She cursed herself sometimes for not knowing the language better. She reached out and tapped on the plexiglass layer and let out a quick "glub" of air from her mouth, easing her strong lungs. "Maya? I see...now?"

Teng watched the lovely sea otter floating just a few feet in front of his eyes, focused on the way her legs scissored back and forth. Every so often the lycra would pull up tighter to her thighs, and he'd catch the start of firm, tanned cheeks, starting to floss into bare netherfur. He reached down, one hand finding the smooth, long erection stunting from his waist, and stroked himself a few times.

"Haha!" Moren chitter-clicked teasingly as he swam down to join the pair. "Bad Teng. Play with himself!"

Malia looked over her shoulder and saw Teng nearly flushed with embarrassment, quickly moving his finned hands away from his waist. "Was not. Was not."

The sea otter turned her attention back to the glass and saw the faint image of an orca swimming slowly towards her. Malia nearly gasped when she saw her shape and realized Maya would be due almost if not at the same time as her own pup. "Maya...coming in." She smiled, reassuring the young orca girl, and then tapped a code on the side of the glass. A churn of bubbles emerged from underneath the pod, and the door started to rise. Malia waited for the door to open fully, leveling the pressure between the pool and containment pod, before swimming in.

Maya shook her head and backed away as the sea otter swam in. "Maya fine...just...fine..." Her blue eyes looked lidded, as though she had been asleep.

Malia smiled and swam closer to her, then knelt on the floor of the pod and starting undoing the strapped canvas bag from her shoulder. "Maya fine, Malia check. Check fine."

Teng poked his head into the pod and clicked, "Malia?"

"Away, Teng," the otter shooed at him, waving her paw. "Maya fine."

The whale morph ignored her and swam inside, staying close to the otter. "I watch."

Malia had no time for this. Already she could feel her lungs slightly contracting, feeding off of her dwindling air supply. She could stay underwater maybe ten more minutes, she calculated, and then she had to get air. She fumbled around in her bag for a tri-scanner and then swam towards Maya, who had cornered herself, eyes shut. "Maya...come..." She churred softly, soothingly.

Maya opened her eyes slowly, and saw Teng behind the otter, his rigid full sex throbbing between his legs. She let out a sharp whistle-click and smiled widely. "Teng..."

Malia felt Teng bump up behind her, and the back of her legs brushed over his hardness. She spun around and the whale was pressed up against her. "T-teng...?" she churrriped, letting out a few bubbles from her mouth as Maya slowly swam to the otter from behind, pressing her swollen belly against the otter's back-side. "W-wait..." she tried, and then Teng and Maya kissed hard and deep over her shoulder, nearly crushing her between them both. "Ummf...Teng...Maya...?"

She felt Teng's sex between her legs, so warm and full, and unwillingly wrapped her legs around it, hugging it with all her might as he ground his body against hers, and the two cetaceans continued to kiss. The heat of their bodies both rubbing up against her body was having two effects. For one, it was forcing more air to escape from her tired lungs, cutting her amount of time she could safely stay submerged. The other effect, however, was stronger. Lust was starting within her loins; she could feel the prickly, burning sensation, the aching need for sex enveloping her. As Teng's phallus pressed up hard against her mound, she lost what little control she still had. With a soft churrip, she nuzzled at Teng's throat, laying her tongue across the slick hide and kissing it eagerly. When Teng and Maya's mouths pulled away from one another, Malia's muzzle bumped against his snout, and the whale quickly clamped his mouth over the otter's, kissing her hard and passionately.

Maya moaned against Malia and started tugging at her one-piece, pulling it, then finally tearing it from around her shoulders, until her swollen heavy breasts emerged. Immediately the orca darted her head down and to the side, grasping one of the otter's huge breasts and suckling in a good deal of her flesh. Malia tilted her head back and bubbled her pleasure, as Teng nosed down her breasts and clamped around a full, erect nipple, suckling on it tightly and tugging with his teeth.

The otter's legs tightened around the whale's sex instinctively, and began to grind his hot hardness swiftly, rubbing her legs back and forth over the enormous phallus. Teng whimpered as the otter's legs played over his hardness, and brought his head up to kiss her hard again, his large, long tongue nearly pushing down her throat.

Maya stopped nuzzling at the otter's breasts and stroked down her body, caressing the swollen stomach slowly with her hand. "Come soon..." she whisper-clicked against her ear, and then pushed her hand down between Teng and Malia, seeking out her warmth while stroking Teng's member clamped between the otter's legs. The two women playing with his erection was too much for Teng to take for very long, and he came several seconds later, jutting a thick cloud of his cum behind Malia's body. Her thick tail quickly fanned and dissipated the tendrils away and the otter reached for him again to kiss hard and steadily.

Maya smiled, seeing Teng's erotic discharge, and stroked over Malia's crotch briefly, pulling the rest of her swimsuit down her body to her legs and webbed feet. Now Malia was as naked as they were, grinding up against them lustfully. Maya moved her hand back down, finding the otter's mound, and rubbed at it fitfully. Malia's eyes closed as she felt the first cool, slick touch of the orca's digits first rub about her nethers, and then slowly push into them. The feeling was like electricity to the otter, and she rewarded Maya's efforts with a quick gush of her juices, trying to tighten her muscles around the digits.

Teng kept her mouth around Malia's, kissing her wildly, feverishly. He pulled away from between her legs, his rigid phallus still incredibly hard and swollen, bobbing up and down in the gentle current of the water like a live animal all its own. Malia burbled at him, her eyes still distant with the lovely stroking going on inside her, nearing her release from Maya's attentions. Suddenly Maya wrapped her arms around Malia from behind, getting her into a tight bear-hug, and ground her fist down and into her mound of hot flesh.

The sea otter let her breath out in a sudden rush as she felt her nethers spreading apart to take her fist. Teng watched the women at play, stroking his member fitfully, a dreamy look in his eyes, and then came towards them. In one smooth movement, Maya pulled her fist out of the otter and then smiled, nuzzling Teng and floating aside to let him in.

Malia shook her head wildly, short on breath, but Teng eagerly thrust his hips forward, jamming the thick bulbous cock-head up and then between her legs, parting and then penetrating her folds. Malia let out a hard, sharp bubbly cry of pain as the whale stabbed into her, and she felt unbelievable stretching, as though she were having her pup right this very moment. He drove forward, pushing a few inches into her, until he felt his entry stopped by the otter's young unborn pup.

Malia trembled hard, her body racked with both pain and pleasure as she tried to both squeeze tightly around the thick phallus, as well as use her muscles to push back, easing it away from her pup. Gradually her pain subsided and she churrred weakly, bringing her arms up and around his neck, while her legs spread and then hugged around the rest of his member possessively, bucking on his cock slowly at first, working a thick gush of her juices around the iron-hot length.

Teng threw back his head and moaned as the otter rubbed at his member again, massaging it between her legs like a hard pole. Maya whistled softly and grabbed around the base of his member, pumping it slowly back and forth in her hands, willing the whale to orgasm when he was ready. Teng turned his head towards her, and shared a hot kiss again with the orca, filling her mouth with both their tongues, enjoying deep, passionate water-filled kisses.

Malia grimaced as she rocked slowly and steadily atop the whale's member, then floated slowly onto her back, bracing her webbed feet around the whale's phallus and pumping it steadily in time with Maya's hands. Teng could barely hold on to his senses as both women stroked his member. With another jerk from Malia's feet, the whale lost his senses again and came hugely into Malia, spurting out huge globs of seed deep into her sex, filling her vaginal canal so much that when she squeezed her muscles instinctively around his sex again, milky wisps of cum started to peter out.

Teng waited for his orgasm to subside before pulling himself carefully free of the otter, a glut of his cum pooling out of her sex in several clouds after his passing. Malia looked at him and then suddenly put a paw to her throat, pointing wildly. She mmphed! and pushed off of the whale and orca together, kicking weakly for the pod entrance. The whale and orca looked after her then at each other, settling down onto the floor of the pod in a tangle.

Malia tried to kick hard for the surface, her lungs burning, but before she could push off the deep bottom, Moren slammed into her like a freight train, knocking her backwards and onto her back. "Mmph!" she cried as the dolphin morph chattered and clicked at her, and then the next instant he was jamming his own thick, hot phallus into the otter, raping her.

Malia let out a cry of fright and pain as she felt the smooth, long member of the dolphin-morph jam into her, and she tried to punch at his face, shaking her head in endless negation, motioning for a breath. Moren pinned her to the bottom, beyond hearing or caring, and thrust into her over and over, savagely taking the otter. He grabbed at her legs as they tried to kick at him, bent them and then spread them, until she was spread-eagled, bubbles pouring from her in a rush.

"M-Malia..." Moren moaned as he laid forward atop of her, darting his beak down to her mouth to nuzzle. "Hold...breath...long..." He pushed into her again, more slowly, and felt her walls again clinging savagely to his member. He wrapped his arms around the air-starved otter and pushed off the bottom. With his member still buried within her, together they kicked for the surface for above, Malia clinging tightly to his shoulders, spurting bubbles from her mouth and nose.

When they finally reached the surface, Malia sucked in a hard, coughing gasp, feeling a dredge of water course down her throat - safely away from her spent lungs. Then she took another heaving, shuddery breath, still hugging around the dolphin's body, her eyes lidded, still in intense pleasure from the dolphin's attentions. "Mmm...M-M-Moren..." she finally got out after a few pants, "W-what...why?"

The dolphin didn't answer, and pulled the weak otter away from the middle of the pool and to a place where her toes could grab at the bottom steps. Then he started kissing her again, hungrily, delving his tongue far into her mouth to play with her own, nearly gagging her. Instinctively Malia's legs came around his body to cling jealously, like a lover, and followed his thrusts, her quivering folds clenching, releasing, clenching again over his member, creating a loving tempo. When she came moments later, still wrapped around him, she could swear the whole pod shook with her scream.

More never hesitated, never pulled free from her body, and never stopped his own rhythmic thrusts upwards into her body. With a cry matching her own in volume, he came heavily into her, shooting a thick froth of his seed against her walls, spattering them, causing them to tighten around his pumping member and milk his full seed. Only when he was completely spent, did Malia's legs slowly come from around him, and he could wiggle his body free and pull himself from inside of her.

As they uncoupled and Malia collapsed on the pool steps, the water erupted and Teng and Maya emerged from the surface, still locked tightly in one another's arms and kissing, breathing heavily. They both looked over at Malia, shivering on the steps, and then at Moren, getting his own breath back not too far away from her. "What happened to you two?!" Teng asked and then blushed as Maya whistled softly and bumped snouts with him. Between them, already starting to wriggle and dart about the water, was a new-born orca-whale.

Malia looked stunned at the baby cetacean, unable to speak for a moment.

"Maya...was ready," Teng confessed, swimming over to the steps to join the others. "She was having difficulties with the birth. When she pressed up against you, and whistled for me to help, we were trying to force the young one to come out." Then he blushed even more heavily. "I did not know it would lead to...what it did. We really were just trying to get you between us to help in case the baby had complications. And then...you started to kiss us..."

Malia flushed about as hard as an otter could. "I didn't know! I...I...oh, you two knew I was in a needing mood, why didn't you tell me?!" Inwardly, she was overjoyed. The first cross whale and orca had been born on the Delphina, _her_ship. But still...

Moren spoke up, "I...I really didn't know what was going on either. I peeked into Maya's pod, saw you three, um, m-mating..." He swam over to nuzzle Malia's leg. "Then you left them, I thought you were looking for me...and after seeing you all together, I guess...I got..."

Malia finally chuckled, shaking her head. "This incident can never leave the pod, is that clear among all of you?"

Maya nodded and scooped up the young cetacean into her arms, letting it feed from her breast. "We promise, Malia." She started to chirp softly, her eyes lidded in pleasure as the baby began suckling tightly from her duct.

Teng looked at Malia nervously. "I didn't...do anything did I? When I...?"

Malia's eyes widened and she looked down at herself hesitantly. Her legs were bruised, but her stomach seemed alright. She reached between her legs, ignoring the blushes from the others as she felt around her nether-regions, wincing some. "A little sore. I felt...agony at first...and then..." She ran her tongue over her lips and looked at Teng again. "I can see why Maya took to you so quickly."

Maya looked down at the water and smiled. "I have always loved Teng. He has been there for me. Even when you would come to do your checkups, have you ever noticed he Is always by my side? He was as much a nervous father as I was a mother..."

Moren smiled and swam around the two of them. "And of course, neither of them would have made it without my help. Am I not the first to tell you when something is wrong, Malia? When you need to come to the pod?"

Teng grinned and caught Moren by the fluke, pulling him in to hug. "Yes, were it not for Moren, none of this would be possible. He will be a fine nurse for Tika." He then frowned, "After Lulu left us, he was never happy. He needed something, someone to be close to. He missed her very much."

Malia nodded. "We all did. Believe me, Moren, we wanted to find another mate for you right away. We just had so many troubles with assignments, and repairs and..." She brushed at a tear. "There are so few of you left right now..."

Moren replied quietly, "I am a young dolphin still, Malia. I can wait to find love again."

Malia was about to respond when she heard the containment pod door open and Captain Lastly walk in, still in his Speedos.

"Malia?! What happened?" He immediately noticed her state, naked, dripping-wet and spread out across the pool steps. "Malia!" The tiger knelt beside her on the steps and nuzzled her gently back and forth. "I was worried. You hadn't come...to the gym yet and...the baby?"

"I'm fine, Robin," she churred gently, enjoying his touch, and placed a paw on her stomach. "And she is fine too. We just..." She glanced at the three cetaceans in the pool for a moment and then smiled brightly. "Maya gave birth...a girl. Tika."

Lastly's face broke out into a huge grin. "That's amazing! Fantastic! That's just so fucking-" Then remembering who he was speaking to, quickly lowered his voice and said, "Er...Commander, this is...wonderful news..."

Malia giggled and held his large paw in hers. "I have something to ask, Captain. Will you please...marry me? Before our beautiful child comes completely into the world?"

The tiger's face registered quite a bit of shock before he came to again and smiled warmly. "Ready to tell the Delphina finally, about us...and...the baby?"

The otter nodded. "I am. And would you please tell those damned tech teams to alert the droids to step on it? I would like very much for our little girl to see Earth sometime soon. And..." she looked at Moren and winked. "We need to get another dolphin for Moren. He is lonely and more than ready to..." A hard blush came over her and she unconsciously caressed her inner thigh. "He needs someone...just like Teng and Maya. Just like you...and I."

The tiger smiled and nodded, his attention focused on the new-born orca whale swimming busily in circles around the proud parents.

**

Commander Malia Fen and Captain Robin Lastly were married privately the next day, and consummated their joining with romantic, ardent and deep sex for several hours afterwards. A day later, their child, Taya Lastly-Fen was born, to very ecstatic parents, just as the _Delphina's_boost-thrusters went full and the large craft settled into a hover a few miles above Earth.

True to their word, the Delphina's first stop was to the New Pacific.

They had a lovely dolphin to find for Moren.

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