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"Gods! Maya! Your finger is as thick as Hank's dick." Karen remarked, breathing becoming a bit more rapid.

"Probably a bit bigger." Belle suprised them. The collie spoke up standing beside the hot-tub where she was still undressing as she spoke. "Hank is well equipped, but I know from experience how big Maya's fingers are...so I can imagine how full your honeypie must be."

"She.....ohhh...has her finger...Mmm...up my butt." Karen replied, savoring the intensified pleasure as Maya began to pump her finger in and out.

"Even better." Belle replied. She tossed her underwear in the pile with Maya's and Karen's, and slipped into the tub to relax as well. "I know that feels amazing."

"S...sure ...d....does." Karen managed a reply between yips of pleasure.

"Gods! Karen, yer s' wonderfully dirty." Maya commented, wiggling her finger around as she pumped it in and out to allow water to seep in providing added lubrication as well as helping to soften things up.

"T-Ohhh...Tonguebating pups....you...know how...it is...." Karen panted happily. She did her best to grind her rump against Maya's hand as the much larger kuvasz continued to finger her dirty little canine shithole deeply.

The white fur of Maya's finger was already stained a deep brown, but she didnt mind in the least. instead she simply continued her efforts to pleasure Karen as deeply and wonderfully as possible.

Maya used her thumb to rub Karen's (Y) vulva in such a way the tip slippen in enough to tease the spaniel's clit, which caused her canine anus to really quiver in pleasure and quickly pushed Karen over the edge.

Karen climaxed so wildly she could be heard all the way down in Engineering, and Maya had to bend her inserted finger double to serve as a butt-plug to keep the little spaniel from shitting in the water in the throes of such wild carnal pleasure.

When Karen finally came down off her climax, Maya withdrew her finger, and licked it clean. When she finished she laid back and relaxed for Karen to return the favor.

Or that was Karen's intention anyway, but Maya had other plans. The positioning necessary due to Maya's size had Karen awfully close to one of the massaging jets anyway, and before Karen could get to work, Maya pushed her little short tail up with a thumb and pressed her back against the warm massaging jet in such a way it served as an enema. When her sensitive ears told her she'd heard the gurgle of water displacing ''air'' and knew some had made it inside, Maya lifted Karen and turned her around so she could make the little spaniel sit on her muzzle.

Maya locked her canine lips around the little spaniel's perfect canine shithole, and sucked hard, all the while working her tongue into that tight little hole as well. Maya sucked Karen's anal glands dry quickly and kept at it.

The stimulation of Maya's tongue on top of the sucking action and enema made Karen need to shit so bad she couldn't hold it, and she bore down hard, filling Maya's hungry muzzle with tasty brown water and firm but malleable logs that were nice and thick for Karen's size.

Maya sucked it all down hungrily and climaxed hard in the process. Karen was right, of course, the presence of fuzz from bathing pups was largely what made the scatlogs as thick as they were, and it gave it a unique testure for sure, but Maya did not find it objectionable in any way.

Karen was a little embarrassed about being made to shit in Maya's mouth publicly like this, but at the same time, the fact that even eating her shit was enough to make Maya climax really made Karen feel good about herself.

When Maya finally came down off her climax, they just relaxed, and for the most part made idle conversation, to which Belle-who had been keeping her distance as she did not like scatplay, now joined in.

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The rest of the night was largely uneventful, and the next morning, it was just after breakfast, and Maya was in her command chair on the bridge when Molly and Erika both delivered some good news Well, Excellent news is more like it.

"Admiral, I believe we have a solution that would shave a few weeks, possibly an entire month off our hunt for the planet X." Molly said.

"Its one of the new Earthships President Landry mentioned in our last contact." Erika said. "Captain Poloniev met with those ''primitive'' canines who helped us a while back, and the Canines gave the earthships blueprints to build the technology, and then sent them through an artifically created wormhole using the Canines' working prototype. Anyway, the Vassilev, Tsun Tsu, and Queen Elizabeth, as well as the Confederate Battlecruisers Stuart, Buckner, Longstreet, Davis, Kentucky, and Alabama will be arriving within the hour, and Captain Poloniev requested to speak with you in person, immediately upon their arrival, about the possibility of building the technology from the blueprints, ma'am."

"Theoretically, Admiral, we should be able to re-create the Canine Colony's wormhole trajector from the blueprints, and use it to shave a month off our journey." Molly said. "I am no engineer, granted, but I have a feeling Tina will agree it is possible. And at any rate, having nine more Lee-Class ships backing us up when we hit X will certainly make our job easier."

"Agreed." Maya said. "Molly, have Tina check over the data, an' run it by Karen as well, she sometahmes sees thangs even our chief engineer misses....Erika, tell captain Poloniev Ah'll be glad t' beam over an' discuss thangs, 'soon 's the Vassilev passes our new ''security scan'' (pinging Xian-frequency ''brown-note'' off the hull in such a way it resonates throughout the ship to catch any Xians masquerading as other races).

"Yes ma'am" They both replied, setting to work immediately.

She pressed a button on the arm of the command chair, and told the fighter bay. "git our birds in the air." and then to Erika; "Tell the Lee an' the Jackson t' do the same, an' let the minin' ship know. Let's give our new friends a warm welcome when they git here."

"Yes ma'am." Erika replied.

"Ah want a datapad ready when they arrive, download our charts a' the Expanse, an' ever'thang we know about the Xians. Our new friends gonna need t' know what they're gittin into."

"Yes ma'am." Molly replied.

After that it was largely routine, as everyone went about their duties, and they awaited the arrival of the new Earthships.

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From her command chair on Excalibur's bridge, Maya watched the nine flashes in rapid succession as the new Lee-class ships dropped out of hyperspace.

She had mixed feelings about their arrival at any rate. For the most part she was glad to have the extra firepower, but at the same time, getting the new ships' crew and captains acclimated to the way the fleet operated would take time. At any rate she focused on the task at hand, as Erika opened a fleetwide comm channel.

"All ships, 's Admiral Maya, hold position fer security scan, an' welcome t' the fleet." Maya said on fleetwide comms.

The main window/viewscreen lit up in a splitscreen image as the nine new captains responded affirmitively, and Maya instructed Tom to initiate the pulse, as Molly took active scans (Callie was busy with her pups at the moment so Tom was on Tactical).

It took about a minute for the pulse to completely resonate throughout each ship, and each time Molly's scans came back negative. There were no Xian intruders hiding aboard any of the new ships.

As such, while Maya went to change into her Admiral's fatigues to meet with captain Poloniev, and the other new captains after that, she also once more relieved Molly of duty due to her advanced pregnancy necessitating rest, and called a backup sensors officer up to take her place.

Maya was not the sort to fuss about her apperance of course, but nonetheless meeting new people unaccustomed to her ways, she felt she should at least brush her hair and fur, in addition to changing into her Admiral's fatigues. She was not about to do anything to cover up her natural Bitch scent, but she did put on her least-stained underwear and brush her tail extra so it looked shower-fresh fluffy as well.

After that she collected the datapad she had ordered prepared, and made her way down to the main transporter room where Karen was waiting to send her on her way.

"I set the transporter to put you in their transporter room, as being familiar with the Lee-class design, locating it was simple." Karen told Maya. "Hold on, let me see your collar a second."

Maya did as Karen asked, and the little spaniel laid the collar next to a datapad, tapped some touch-screen functions on the datapad, then handed it back.

"I had to update your UT with Molly's latest variation of the coding." Karen explained. "I loaded a copy onto the datapad you are bringing as well, so the new Earthships can update their translation software also."

That's good." Maya said. Fastening her collar back in place, she took her position on the transporter pad, and straightened her posture as someone of her rank should, before adding "Alrahght, do it."

"Initiating transport." Karen informed. An instant later Maya was whisked away in a beam of light.

The huge powerful kuvasz appeared in the Vassilev's transporter room in a flash of light.

Many of the people present were surprised at just how big the Admiral really was, just as Maya herself was both surprised and intrigued at how different the Vassilev was from the Lee or the Jackson, despite the basic layout being the same. For starters, the internal colors were different, the crewmen's uniforms were different, and they talked differently with different inflections in addition to the different writings on various panels she could see.

The people looked a little different too, differences in facial structure and such.

"Pleased to be having you aboard the Vassilev, Admiral." Captain Poloniev said in his heavy Russian accent as he offered a traditional Russian salute Maya did her best to return. "You look bigger in person, Admiral."

"Ah git that a lot." Maya replied. "Looks lahk a fine ship y' got here, captain." She started to hand him the datapad, but Poloniev motioned it away.

"We get to that, Admiral, but first, a drink." Captain Poloniev said. "Mikhail, Vodka for two."

As the crewman went to retrieve a bottle and two glasses, captain Poloniev explained; "In the Motherland, It would be rude of me not to offer someone of your status a drink before discussing buisness."

The crewman returned monents later, and Captain Poloniev uncapped the bottle he brought, sniffed it, and then chastized him. "Not that one Mikhail, this is the Admiral of the fleet! Get her the good stuff!"

Once more the crewman left, and when he returned, Captain Poloniev again sniffed the bottle. "Ah that is more like it." he said, filling their glasses. "This is the good stuff, Admiral, The pride of Mother Russia!"

Maya watched Captain Poloniev to see how she was expected to drink it, and then did likewise.

The vodka was strong, as Earth liquors go, though it didnt have nearly the bite Canid whiskey did. Nonetheless, she found the taste enjoyable, and the concept of sharing a drink before discussing buisness even moreso.

Maya thanked captain Poloniev for the drink, commenting how good it tasted, and then he led the Admiral to his ready-room to discuss things in private.

First, Maya gave him the datapad she brought explaining that it contained all they knew of the Xians, as well as software upgrades for various systems to make them more efficient.

Then captain Poloniev showed Maya a video of the wormhole-trajector technolog at work as the ''primitive'' canines had demonstrated it. "It got us here, Admiral. If we can reconstruct it, it will get us closer to X." He said.

Thank you captain, Ah reckon we kin make it work." Maya said. "Only problem's gonna be, once we build it an' use it, we'll be leavin it bahind. caint take the trajector with us cause its gotta maintain the wormhole till we exit."

"Please, call me Dimitri, in private." Poloniev said. "And yes, but once we take care of X, we can simply use normal hyperdrive to get home. Time is no issue once we eliminate the threat."

"Ah agree, but what 'bout the Xian ships already out an' about. Still gotta deal with those."

"The colony that helped us is working on that." Dimitri said. "That saluki bitch, their leader, did not go into too much detail on the matter but she mentioned a surprise to deal with them."

Good t' hear." Maya said. "An' Ah really 'ppreciate y'all showin up when ya did. We kin use all the fahrpower we kin git when we hit X."

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Meanwhile on Excalibur...

While Maya was meeting with the captains of the new ships one by one, and Molly was in Sick bay starting to go into labor, Tom and Hank had Karen to themselves.

It was not thie first time the two lifelong friends and sworn blood-brothers had shared a bitch in such a way, but most of the times it had been Maya, Belle, May, Kayla or any of Tom's mates, mainly because Tom was fully acclimated to the way Canid marriage worked, while Hank was still getting used to it. Although Karen's comment about Hank's cock tasting like Molly's shit was evidence Hank was making progress being more willing to ''play'' with others.

"I get her Honeypie first." Hank told Tom, breathing heavily as Karen was sucking him off.

"Fine by me, I prefer anal anyway." Tom said. "And Karen's butthole smells so nice and is so perfect, as good as Maya's even, in a unique and wonderful way....Its so pretty too."

Karen mumbled appreciation for the high praise, but could not speak coherantly for Hank's thick cock in her muzzle. Tom got the gist of it from her expressions anyway, however.

"You ever...god yes!... do a...Ahhh...Good girl, Karen!...reverse blumpkin...cunnilumpkin, whater Ahhh...you want to call it?" Hank managed to ask in spite of the sheer pleasure he felt as Karen expertly deepthroated his thick cock and worked her tongue in all the right ways. "Eating her honeypie....Good girl!...while she's on the pot?"

He toyed with Karen's fancy ears as he spoke.

"Not yet but I would love to." Tom said, rolling Karen's pants and underwear down as he spoke. "I done that with Maya a few times though." He said no more as he spread Karen's rumpcheeks with his thumbs, and pressed his nose to her perfect little canine anus, inhaling deeply of her divine scent.

Bitch anal gland scent was even more of a natural aphrodisiac to him than estrus honey, and Tom instantly got so hard his cock might as well have been solid steel. His sizeable balls throbbed, threatening to let loose from the scent alone.

Karen could not help expelling the tiniest squeak of a fart, as her canine anus quivered in pleasure from Hank playing with her ears. She would have apologized had she not been deepthroating Hank, but she knew Tom would not mind anyway. Quite the opposite in fact.

Tom inhaled deeply, commenting on how wonderful it was. Then he put his tongue to work giving Karen a nice deep rimjob whilst locking his lips around her canine anus, and proceeding to gently-but hungrily suckle the natural lube from her anal glands as he worked his tongue deeper.

Wanting to make it as good for Karen as it was for himself, Tom switched off, using one hand to spread Karen's rumpcheeks with finger and thumb, while using his other to slip a finger into the spaniel's little fortune-cookie, and rub, squeeze and roll her clit between that finger, and his thumb externally pressing against her canine vulva.

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During her tour of the Vassilev, following the meeting, Maya ran across the canine scientist assigned to the ship, and when both he, and the few ''primitive'' canines the ship had picked up submitted to Maya in various ways, such as looking away, tucking their tails between their legs, and pinning their ears back. Some of the bigger subs even peed their pants, and one particularly large maremma sheepdog even dumped her anal glands.

Captain Poloniev was curious as to why the canines reacted as they did, and Maya did her best to explain that it was normal canine behavior, and they were being submissive to her, showing they accepted her as the leader of the fleet.

Maya knew it would not be the last time she had to explain that, however, as she still had eight more ships to tour, and they certainly had a few canine crewmen as well.

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Karen climaxed hard at the same moment Hank fired a load down her throat, and in that same instant Tom's tongue slid up her butt all the way. On Maya his tongue was barely long enough to get halfway through the external sphincter, and rarely made it through the internal sphincter on Belle, or similar sized girls, but with Karen it was long enough to actually explore her lower rectum a bit and he could tell exactly what she had for breakfast this morning.

When Karen came down off her climax, Tom reluctantly withdrew his tongue, and stuck the tip of a lube bottle up Karen's butt. He gave the bottle a gentle but thorough squeeze until a little started to leak out, then he withdrew the bottle, licked the tip clean, and proceeded to thoroughly lube his cock as well.

Hank lay back on the floor, positioning Karen atop him so he could take her fortune cookie while not impeding Tom from getting to her butt. It also meant they could look into eachothers eyes, or share a kiss, as they now did as Tom fitted the tip of his thick curved uncircumcised cock to her perfect canine anus, and gently began to press in.

Cheated by the lube, Karen's canine anus relaxed invitingly, and Tom slid in inch by inch.

Once he was fully hilted, Tom helped Karen to adjust her position so Hank could hit the angle right to take her Honeypie.

Hank hit the angle right on the first try, though Karen was already so full from Tom stuffing her butt that to say it was a tight fit was putting it mildly. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but having given birth as much as she had, Karen's pelvic bones were more than wide enough to handle the added girth. Hank toyed with Karen's ears and held her in a passionate kiss, while Tom gripped the nape of her neck in his teeth, and toyed with her teats, and they both worked up a steady pace. By that time Karen felt only pleasure.

The wet sloppy squelching sounds of passionate sex were surpassed only by all of their words of praise, Karen's yips and pleasuregrowls, and kinky 'dirty talk' as well.

The air was heavy with a mix of sweat, honeypie lovejuices, leaked lube, anal gland scent, and the occasional bubble of canine flatulence. It was the rich fragrant aroma of pure unfettered passionate lovemaking, and it didn't take a finely honed canine sense of smell to know this was just that. Lovemaking, rather than simply a casual fuck.

Karen said dirty things like "Gods yes! Tom! Fuck my dirty little shithole hard...Oh gods! Yes! Give me a big creamy cum-enema nice and deep."

and "Gods yes! Hank! Fill me with your puppies!" and similar things.

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When Maya left the Vassilev, captain Meilin Cheng of the Tsun Tsu was the next on her list.

The people of the Tsun Tsu were different from both the Confederates she knew from the Lee and Jackson, as well as the Russians she'd met on the Vassilev.

They were of a shorter ''petite'' stature, with differing facial features as well.

Captain Cheng herself was quick to get down to buisness, but she made it perfectly clear her desire to see the Xians pay for all they had done was every bit as strong as the Confederates,', and the Russians'.

The Chinese language was a real test of the universal translator software, but thankfully it worked perfectly.

Maya found much of the food looked strange and some even smelled unpalatable, but she didn't let it show, and once she actually tasted the strange foods she found many were, in fact delicious.

Maya was very interested to learn that Tsun Tsu, for whom the ship was named was very wise for such a young race. Some of his ''pearls of wisdom'' even reminded her of her own people's ancient philosophers in fact.

Maya had a private meeting with captain Cheng, as she had with captain Poloniev previously, and among the things they discussed was the allocation of fleet resources.

To that end, Maya explained, "We recycle pretty much ever-thang, an' mah engineers kin help y'all install the technology. As fer distribution, Ah hold a weekly meetin' aboard Excalibur, sn' sll csptains an' firs' officers are required t' attend. When a ship needs somethin, y' make it known in the meetin....Ah'll call unsceduled meetin's if somethin' comes up requirin it 's well.

And so on it went. Once Maya had addressed all of Meilin's concerns, she made her way to the Queen Elizabeth, and her sceduled meeting with captain Patterson.

The English people were similar to the Confederates in appearance, but their language was a little different, with greatly different inflections, and a completely different culture.

Maya had ''fish and chips'' with captain Patterson, as they discussed buisness.

Maya found Nigel Patterson to be a coolheaded sort, a trait she felt would serve them well in the battle to come.

Like Dimitri and Meilin, however, his primary concern was one of representation, as England, Russia, and China each had one ship in the fleet, while the Confederacy now had eight.

To that end Maya explained that it was not a matter of representation. It mattered not that eight of the ships were all Confederate in origin, because each ship had equal representation at meetings. "Out here we're all one fleet." Maya said. "We're from Excalibur, 'er Lee, 'er Tsun Tsu, etc."

"So if I need Deuterium, but the captains of the Lee, Jackson, and Buckner all want it too, who gets priority?" Patterson asked.

"Whoever needs it more." Maya said. "Ah evaluate ships' supplies presented at the meetin's, an base mah decision on that."

During the tour of the ship that followed, Maya could not help noticing that captain Patterson seemed more amicable to her leadership of the fleet than the others she had met so far. The others accepted her leadership of course, but Captain Patterson and his crew seemed more accustomed to female leadership, if that makes any sense.

Maya made a mental note to ask Tom about it when she got Home to Excalibur, but for the moment she kept her mind focused on the task at hand.

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When the three of them came down from their orgasmic highs, after climaxing together, they switched positions.

Because it was his best friend that had done it, Hank wasn't put off by the thought of sloppy seconds, or the feeling of Tom's cum mixed with Karen's shit and all the lube as he stuck his dick up his sexy spaniel wife's butt for round 2.

Karen was not particularly fond of tasting her own shit on Tom's dick as she sucked him off, but nonetheless she did the job to its fullest.

When Karen finished and Tom came down her throat, at the same time Hank fired a load up her ass, Tom wiped his cock down with an antibacterial wipe just to be safe, then lay down on the floor, and Hank lifted Karen up, then lowered her down in such a way Tom's curved uncircumcised cock naturally alligned itself with her Honeypie, all the while he stayed hilted in her butt.

Tom thrusted up and in, hitting the angle perfectly on the first try, as Karen pulled him into a wet sloppy passionate kiss. Tom toyed with Karen's ears, while Hank gripped the nape of her neck in his teeth, and played with her teats, while they both began thrusting.

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Maya's next stop, was the CSS Buckner, one of the new Confederate ships.

In a way it was a little easier, as the Confederate culture was the human culture she was most familiar with, but at the same time, the crew of the Buckner were a bit different from the people of the Lee and the Jackson. It wasn't a huge difference, mostly little things, but it was noticeable nonetheless. Their inflections for one was one of the most noticeable.

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