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Admiral's personal log, Starship Excalibur, Admiral Mayaa Dawn commandin'

_ S' bin six weeks since we set down on this rock fer repairs, an' we've made great progress. THe Lee-class ships're fully operational, an' Tina reports repairs t' the captured Xian ship'll be done bah in the mornin. There aint bin no sahgn a' Xenia, Jerry, 'er XSS Destroyer, but that don' mean they aint still lookin fer us. Considerin what we did t' X Ah don' blame 'em. S' combat patrols continue. Karen-X says Excalibur'll be good t' go in another two weeks, an' the minin' ship two weeks after that, an' then we kin finally git off this damn rock. Gods know Ah hate sittin still lahk this._

_ Sence both Mahself, an' Karen kin go in t' labor at any moment, Ah ordered Mah Admiral's yahct prepped, an' Doc Natalie an' her nurses t' man the ship's sick bay. We're born in space, we live in space, an' when we die, preferrably in battle, our bodies're returned t' space, 's bin a Avengin' Aces tradition sence Mah maw was in charge, an' Ah aint about t' change it. S' when the time comes, Kayla'll take us up in mah Admiral's yahct s' we kin give birth in the sick bay aboard in space accordin t' tradition._

_ "Mah best pilot, Gunner an' Captain Mike's first officer Dana got married las' week. Ah conducted the weddin' mahself. Ah dunno how long it'll last given humans have trouble exceptin the freedom a' canine marriage, an' the fact Gunner lahks t' sleep around, but jus' maybe she finally found the rahgt girl._

_ The food on the planet's edible fer the most part, but humans shouldn' eat the green leafy veggies an' should instead rely on hydroponically grown versions instead. 'S several crewmen from the Jefferson Davis, found out the hard way, landin' them in Doc Natalie's care as their ship's doctor couldn' figure it out. Turns out theres a insect larva that lives in 'em. canine stomach acid an' body temperature kills it, but humans don't, s' it hatches, an' becomes a intestinal infestation. Thankfully Natalie got it cleared up quickly an' no one got critically ill._

_ All thangs considered Ah reckon its bin a nice respit from ever'day life, but nonetheless Ah'll sleep a lot better once we're back in space. Ah never lahked y' stay in one place fer long, but 's more'n that. Ah caint help feelin lahk sittin ducks here...we need t' git back in space soon, an' that's somethin the Confederates, Russians, Chinese, an' British all agree on 's well._

_ Karen really did a number on mah Command chair. Karen-X says its even more luxurious then the cruel Emperess' command chair from her reality. Ah dunno bout that, but it shure is comfer'ble._

_ All the pilots in the fleet've had a turn flyin The Raven now, an' we've started back through the rotation again. Longsword's takin The Raven up fer her second time in the mornin._

_ End Entry._

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_ XSS Destroyer......_

"Still no sign of the Merc bitch or her fleet, Galaxy Commander." The sensors officer told Xenia.

King Jerry was relaxing in his Royal sunroom that simulated the binary suns of X, so Xenia had the bridge at the moment.

"We'll deal with Maya later." Xenia said. "Set a course fer the Ares Badlands. S' bound t' be some work we kin do while that bitch's still in the Expanse."

"Is that a joke, your majesty?" the helmsman said. "we can't stoop to her level!"

"Y'all're the last survivors a' the Xian race. Yer home's gone, an' Ah caint go back t' mahne. We'll be ferever hunted bah Maya, an' we're fugitives with a high price on our heads. We need money fer food, fuel, an' munitions t' keep flyin'. Lahk it er not, we're gonna have t' become mercs ourselves, 'least fer a while anyway. Till we git built up enuff t' jus' take what we need bah force."

"Yes but we can't stoop to her level, my queen." the Helmsman said.

"Ah don' lahk it anymore'n you do, but we got no choice, now set a course, an' take us t' hyperspace, fore Ah tell King Jerry ya goosed me." Xenia ordered

"Y-yes my queen. E-Engaging Hyperdrive." The helmsman stammered in fear.

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Karen's advanced pregnancy was slowing things down, and Karen-X was starting to show as well, but thankfully the work was nearly complete. They were just putting the final touches on the captured Xian ship now, and one would hardly recognize it.

The shape was still Xian, of course, but the putrid stench was gone, and the interior had been completely repainted in Confederate colors. All traces of the old Xian identification had been replaced with C.S.S. Louisiana II, and a large Confederate flag replaced the Xian flag on the wall behind the thronelike command chair on the bridge. AMD computer terminals had been installed and integrated into the ship's computer core as well, and in doing so, a version of Molly's UT software running on the terminals allowed easy access to a plethora of information in the alien ship's database. Xian history and culture, worlds they'd conquered, technologies they'd stolen from other races, and most importantly starmaps. Maps of parts of the Expanse Maya's fleet hadn't traveled through. The maps would be useful in avoiding gravitic anomalies and other deep space nasties of course, but more than that they listed a number of habitable planets as well.

Most of the work now involved painting munitions with mean faces, and Confederate war slogans.

Admiral Maya had always liked the grey uniforms and grey flightsuits of Confederate pilots and crew. She had little interest in politics beyond who offered the bigger payday of course, but the Confederate uniforms and their starry X flag spoke to her of a people long oppressed finally out from under the thumb of tyranny, who hated tyranny as much as she did. Even their freeedom was still s bit too controlling for her tastes however, too much red tape getting in the way of things needing done. but it was closer to ideal than she had found on any world she had ever visited, aside from the LGD enlghtenment planet, that is.

Having come to know and understand the differing cultures of the Russians, the UK, and the Chinese as well, it was also clear to her how unique Earth really was. It was very rare indeed to see a world as technologically advanced as theirs -though still very far behind mammilians- and still have such diversity between nations. on most hyperspace-capable worlds, the planet tended to be ruled by a single government.

It was also clear to her, that because Earth was so diverse, any colony ship sent out here wold need to be equally so. Not only to give all of their world a leg in deep space, but also to help eachother survive. That was another thing she'd noted.

For example, the Confederates didn't do well in cold climates such as this, and would benefit from the help of the Russians, and the UK people who seemed to handle the cold better. As would the Chinese who also seemed to be accustomed to a warmer climate. And then there's all these other nations Maya had heard pwople talk about, who didn't have ships yet. If a colony were going to work it would need people from all their nations to do so.

Danny (Hotshot) had informed her that some parts of Northern Kentucky and Missouri could get really cold of course, but still, the diversity would help. (After the 2nd civil war, the northern states had been absorbed as extensions of Kentucky and Missouri to ease reconstruction.)

Of course she hadn't been hired to escort a colony ship here anyway, it was all just pilots and ship's captains expressing an interest in seeing an Earth colony out here that had gotten Maya thinking about what it would take to work.

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Tom had just got back from a combat patrol. He'd barely shut down his engines and extricated himself from the cockpit before Belle pulled him into the nearest tent -which just happened to be serving as the pilots' briefing room while repairs were underway- for some very passionate lovemaking.

Tom removed his khackis refealing he wasnt wearing anything underneath. It wasn't surprising really, as he'd taken to freeballing a lot lately. Nonetheless, Belle commented: "That is going to make me walk funny for a while, but Gods! i know it feels amazing.

Belle removed her shorts as she spoke, and now the sexy collie was in her bright pink undies and her shiny leather "teat cups" only. The leather contrasting her fancy fur sort of Made Tom think of a dominatrix outfit he'd once seen Mellenia wear, aside from the fact Belle's undies didnt match the style.

Tom casually stroked his long thick cock as he watched Belle closely, He already had wood so stiff it may as well have been steel, and inhaling Belle's rich estrus scent and divine anal-gland musk had him heavily dribbling precum.

Gods! Belle you smell so wonderful!" Tom said. I crave to suck the sweet nectar from those wonderful glands, and drink deep of the divine blessing of estrus Honey from your perfect Honeypie too.

"Mmm Thank you, Tom." Belle replied. her voice as syrupy and seductive as could be. She jiggled her six lowest teats intermittently as she danced, as much as the leather teatcups would allow. She occasionally rubbed her other four teats as well, though they didnt have nearly as much bounce as her lower teats due to their smaller sixe. Even her largest teats down close to her canine vulva were smaller than Maya's teats however, but proportinally they were as shapely considering Belle's smaller size.

As much as Tom enjoyed watching Belle perform her sensual dance, he couldnt hold out any longer. He stepped up closer to her and embraced Belle lovingly as he locked her in a deeply passionate kiss. They explored eachothers bodies with their hands, their movements deliberate and intentionally erotic. In addition to the usual fondling and caressing actions, Tom took extra time to scratch the small of Belle's back around the base of her tail.

Belle found both actions intensely pleasurable and deeply arousing. Her fluffy tail began to wag excitedly, and her breathing grew heavier, more rapid. She was forced to break the kiss in order to pant heavily.

Mmm y-yes Tom!....Ahh..." Belle spoke softly, despite panting making it hard to speak clearly. "Maya must be telling bedroom secrets, because you really know how to get me going."

"Not really." Tom said, licking Bellr's muzzle as he began to fondle with the hooks of her teat-cups. "She didnt say anything about it. I just Knew what to do, I can't really explain it....."he paused to lick her muzzle again, then "Gods! with all this advanced technology you'd think these things could be made easier to open."

"They are, you just need canine claws to press the latches properly." Belle explained, pausing to lick Tom's face before continuing " In my bottom leftmost teatcup is a rubber tube with a red plastic stick inside you can use to press the releases.... you never could get them off without it."

After that, Belle locked Tom in a passionate kiss as Tom reached between them to retrieve the device., though due to her panting, Belle once more broke the kiss sooner than she would have liked.

The tube was wet and sticky with milk form Estrus-induced lactation, but that only made it easier to hold onto. Tom retrieved the tool which was inside the tube, and taking his time to enjoy every moment, he began to pop the latches and savor the sensations of warm fur and flesh pressing against his naked body as the rough collie's teats sprang forth from their leather coverings starting with the largest, lowermost pair and slowly working upwards from there.

When the last clasp popped free, the leather teatcups fell to the floor of the tent between them, and Belle pulled Tom closer, the positioning causing his erection to angle upward between several of her teats as their bodies pressed together tightly in a passionate embrace.

While unintentional, the 'teatfuck' was an added bonus Tom found very enjoyable.

Tom gently caressed Belle's body, gradually working his hands lower as he lovingly kneaded the flesh and fur, and eventually he caught his thumbs in the waistband of Belle's underwear, and slowly proceeded to roll them down. As he worked them down sexy by sexy, the wonderful scents he enjoyed grew exponentially stronger. Being the experienced zoophile he was, and so deeply acclimated to canine pheremones as much as the limited human nasal cavity would allow, the scent made him that much hornier, affecting him much as it would a male canine. His mental discipline and intense training by Maya was all that kept him lucid.

Bellr felt her underwear hit the floor around her ankles, as she and Tom shared another passionate kiss. She stepped out of them, and then broke the kiss in a yip of pleasured surprise as she felt Tom kneading her rumpcheeks, and tracing his fingertips around her perfect canine anus.

Occasionally he would slide a finger down her bitch-stripe and gently trace the (Y) opening of her swollen sexy canine vulva as well. Belle really loved how Tom knew all her favorite foreplay treats, but at this point she was too focused on making love to give it much thought.

Tom noted that while her scent was divinely potent and wonderful, he could feel how much more feminine hygiene Belle employed compared to Maya. For one her fur was trimmed much more closely, rather than the crude trim Maya preferred, Which accounted not only for the lack of dingleberries, but also the lack of dried Honey and pee stained fur around her vulva as well. He also noted how soft and smooth Belle's loveholes felt. Clearly a result of regularly using feminine products like tailhole-gloss, and Honeypie moisturizing gel. He also noted she used nipple gloss.

Tom stopped briefly to sniff and lick each of his fingers, commenting : "Gods! Belle! You smell so wonderful!

"Better than the Admiral?" Belle asked playfully

She moved to spread a large towel between them to catch any spilled lovejuices, then assumed the position, flagging immediately.

"Equally as good in a unique way." Tom said. "You are certainly cleaner though."

He took a moment admiring how the shiny tailhole gloss really made her perfect canine anus eyecatching, then he buried his face in Belle's rump, and breathed deep of her wonderful scent. First he pressed his nose to her canine anus and took his time rubbing his nose all over it as he repeatedly sniffed deeply. Then he slid his nose down her bitch-stripe, and did the same for her Honeypie, getting Honey all over his nose as he relished her wonderful estrus scent.

Belle humped back slowly but forcibly in response, clearly loving the sensations. A moment later she gave a surprised yip as she felt Tom wiggling his tongue up her butt. Her fluffy tail instinctively started wagging like crazy, and she instinctively relaxed her canine tailhole, allowing Tom to work his tongue deeper. Analinguis felt amazing, but it was something she normally recieved from Maya, and she didn't know if Tom's short human tongue could even reach deep enough to work all the way in past the internal sphincter as well, but he was certainly trying. She felt him lock his lips around her canine butthole and begin to suckle the naturally lubricating fluids from her anal glands.

"Ohhh Y-yes...Good boy!" Belle told Tom, voice broken with pleasure. "Ahh D-Drink...deep...Drink...it...all!"

Tom was more than happy to oblige, and to Belle's delight he continued to work his tongue deeper as he sucked. eventually the tip managed to coax her internal sphincter open enough to explore a bit of her lower rectum as well. His tongue couldn't reach deep like Maya's could, but it was enough to give the rough collie incredible pleasure. Her canine anus quivered delightfully, clenching and relaxing rythmically as it tried to suck his tongue deeper.

Belle humped back repeatedly in response, riding Tom's tongue like nothing else mattered. She was panting heavily now, her Honeypie glistening with lovejuices. She desparately craved more. She /NEEDED/ to be filled, passionately and repeatedly.

Tom stopped and withdrew hs tongue when he'd finished draining her anal glands. Belle gave a whimper of protest, and briefly clenched painfully tight trying to immobilize his tongue, but thanks to the natural lube his tongue slipped free. He got a bottle of "extra slick" lube and a stethoscope from the supplies he'd brought, and after affixing the stethoscope's earpieces to his ears, he lubed his right index finger as a guide, then dribbled some lube on Belle's canine tailhole. Then he stuck his finger up Belle's butt to serve as a guide, causing Belle to hump back hard and yip in delight. Then he guided the long tip of the lube bottle up the collie's butt, and gave it a sexy squeexe as he withdrew his finger.

Keeping the lube bottle in place, Tom licked the lube from his finger and then pressed the stethoscope to the left side of Belle's belly, just below the lowermost rib. The idea was, by listening to Belle's colon as he filled it with lube, he figured he could determine when the descending colon was full without being so full as to cause cramping. He listened to the gurgling as the lube displaced air pockets, and continued to squeeze the bottle in a gentle but steady flow.

"Ahhh g-go easy on the l-lube, Tom!" Belle managed in pleasure. "I...did not....have time...to...clean out...with those...special showerheads..."

Tom was more than happy to comply.

The lube itself was water-based, specifically engineered by Canid scientists to be non irritating, non cramping, and the strongest lubrication possible. Tom stopped when he heard the flow slosh past where he held the stethoscope and begin to spill over into her short transverse colon. He removed the lube bottle, and dribbled some more around the ring, then thoroughly lubed his thick cock, squirting a bit beneath his foreskin just to be sure. He worked the lube around to coat his shaft evenly, then stopped and used both hands to massage the left side of Belle's belly, working the lube all around and ensuring no air bubbles interfered with distributing it evenly.

"Thank you Tom!" Belle said between yips of pleasure. "M-Male love...to me...all day."

"No problem beautiful!" Tom replied. He took position behind Belle, and fitted his tip to her tight hot, lube slicked canine butthole.

Belle relaxed completely, leaking a bit of lube, and humped back hard at the same time Tom took hold of her hips, leaned over her back to grip the nape of her neck in his teeth, and pulled her back against him as he slowly but steadily thrust in.

Belle felt him slide in inch by inch. Tom's thick Cajun cock displacing solids as it slid deeper, until at last the tip came to rest deep in her descending colon when he was finally hilted. At first the sensation was akin to being /really/ constipated, and Belle felt like she needed to use the bathroom really bad. Thankfully Tom gave her time to get used to the sensation before he took to thrusting, and after a minute or so the cramping subsided, her intestinal muscles began to work the shaft, trying to suck it deeper in, and she felt only pleasure.

Tom slowly began to thrust in and out. At first he made short gentle strokes, and gradually worked up to full length where he'd pull back to just the head of his cock inside Belle, then thrust back in. The way Belle's muscles worked his shaft felt was pure perfection. Despite not ''cleaning herself out'' beforehand, Belle wasn't really very ''dirty'' inside. What scat there was, was healthy, firm but malleable, easily making room for his cock. Unlike Maya, Belle didn't have megacolon, so things were naturally a good deal cleaner. The sensations were so much he had to pace himself or he would cum long before he was ready.

"Good boy Tom!" Belle panted, humping back in pleasure with each thrust. "Ohh Gods! Yes! shove that thick meat up my dirty sexy shithole! So thick...! Mmmm so deep! Good boy!" Her fluffy tail was pinned between them, but nonetheless it did its best to wiggle about trying to wag like crazy. Belle was panting like crazy now, tongue out to one side, drooling heavily. She had to really try to be able to speak clearly, as most of her vocalizations were yips and pleasuregrowls with the occasional string of incomprehensive Canid language mixed in.

Tom kept has gentle but steady pace. He wasn't about to release his hold on Belle's neckfur to speak, as it freed his hands to toy with her nipples, but he did find the ''dirty talk'' amusing. Belle felt so good it was all he could do to keep the steady rythm of his humping. The heat was one thing, he was used to the higher body temperature of Mammilian girls, so that was no big deal. The way her tail tickled his nose made it all the better.

Belle panted harder, thrusting her rump back against Tom as she growled in pleasure and spouted more incomprehensable Canid.

Each thrust made her four largest, lowermost teats bounce together with an audible slapping sound, of flesh against flesh. The intense pleasure each thrust brought made her Honeypie wetter, and intensified her burning desire to be ridden. For the moment the pleasure intensified the cravings her Heat brought, yet she knew the growing feeling of euphoria was exactly what she needed.

Tom could tell Belle really loved buttsex, as much as he enjoyed giving it to her. Everytime he thrust in, she relaxed her tight canine tailhole, and humped back hard, and every time he pulled back, she clenched bone-crushingly tight, trying to keep him in.

This also meant Belle didn't leak much lube, though that hardly mattered.

Belle yipped and pleasuregrowled wildly humping back in pure carnal bliss. She gave up trying to hold off her climax, and allowed the pleasure to overtake her, washing away such concerns as it spread like a tidal wave through every nerve in her body. This was perfection. A perfect moment she wished could last forever. She humped back rapidly as hard as she could, barking praise for Tom loud enough to be heard throught the entire massive campsite. She felt Tom's cock grow stiffer, then the first spurt of hot thick cum hit the slick muscular walls of her descending colon, and she totally lost herself to the pure carnal bliss as they climaxed together.

Tom didnt pull out. He remained completely still, catching his breath waiting for his cock to grow stiff again, while the two of them recovered from the intense mutual climax.

That was wonderful Tom!" Belle said still out of breath. "Gods! I needed that!"

"Yeah me too!" Tom said. We should do this more often.

"I would like that." Belle said.

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In the medical tent, Natalie had her full sleeve-gloved hand elbow deep up Maya's butt, palpatating her uterine horns to count the embryos within, when she slipped in a puddle of lube, and the tiny beagle found herself shoulder deep in Maya's huge musky canine anus as a result. Maya just moaned pleasantly and said " Y' givin me a preg check, 'er tryin' t' git me off?"

Natalie laughed, and apologized saying "it canna' be helped"

She had to pull her arm out and rinse her glove off for obvious reasons, and start the procedure again, but Maya certainly didn't mind at any rate.

Next to her, lying in an eqyally undignified position, Karen was getting the same treatment. Due to Karen's size, Natalie had enlisted the help of one of her new medical students to do the job.

To the tiny teacup yorkie, Karen looked as intimidating as Maya did to people Natalie's size. The sexy spaniel's pretty little canine anus was like a great chasm, easily swallowing up her tiny gloved arm with powerful muscles that felt as if trying to suck her diminutive body into the smelly abyss.

"This is so disgusting, doctor." the yorkie complained. "I think I feel six but I cant really be sure in all this mess."

"You're lucky I am not Grace." Karen said. "She picked up some of Maya's bad habits."

"Aye lass, if there be too much dirt in the way just rake it out and try again. " Doc Natalie said.

Reluctantly the little yorkie did as the doctor asked, fighting the urge to vomit into her mask the entire time. Eventually she confirmed six healthy pups.

While Doc Natalie, after confirming Maya's ten healthy pups, set about packaging the contents of the wastebuckets to be distributed to feed the Xian prisoner workforce, Maya surprised the young medical student.

The yorkie could hardly look at her soiled shoulder-length glove, complaining she'd have to cut class to go take a shower. Before she could force herself to remove the glove however, Maya had scooped her up like a newborn pup, and proceeded to lick her clean.

"Great." the yorkie said when Maya finally set her down. "Now I smell like spaniel ass AND kuvasz spit."

"Aye lass, medical school isna for the faint a' heart." Doc Natalie said.

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Meanwhile in the alternate universe, aboard Emperess Maya's flying fortress

"How could ya let that cheap copy steal mah beloved Galaxy Commander!" the Emperess demanded as she led the two prisoners from the brig to her torture chamber.

The prisoners of course, were Callie, for failing to protect the Galaxy Commander, and Kayla for not venting the cargo bay the intruders had beamed into the moment they were detected. It was no secret both were jealous of how the Emperess favored the Galaxy Commander, and on a ship where one moved up in rank by assassination, it goes without saying they both stood to benefit from the Galaxy Commander's abduction.

Callie knew better than to speak out in defense of her actions as it would only infuriate the Emperess more.

"Emperess, please, be reasonable." Kayla said. "We tried our best."

"Bullshit." the Emperess barked, forcing the two into one of the Galaxy Commander's torture machines. "Ah know half the ship's jealous a' her, but Ah 'spected better a you two. Yer two a' mah mos' trusted officers!"

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