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Pepper VS Temptation - Part 13

~A Persephone and Tritonia Story~

(edited by Tiliquain and Secretskunk)

Charlemagne was struggling not to dance a bit to the impressive bassline that was echoing down the hallway as we entered Helja's chamber. Helja was making a vocal symphony of melodic bird song backed by a synthesizer and an electronic drum set. I was shaking my hips a bit. Septimus was skipping ahead of us in spirits so high that he reminded me more of a kid who'd spotted an olympic-pool-sized ball pit than his normal self.

The melody was familiar. I'd heard it outside Helja's door on the day I met her. And the Librarian had done everything she could not to admit that it was alien music. Now I'd been fucked and hybridized by the alien the Librarian had been hiding. I felt bad that her main terminal had been stolen, but I still didn't like her.

"Septimus, slow down," Charlie said.

Septimus's ears drooped as he stopped to let us catch up to him.

"Pepper, is Helja playing music from her world?" Charlie asked.

"It's her music, she was originally a musician who wanted to make music out of Earth instruments," I said.

As we entered the main room and the music was no longer bouncing around in the hallway, it sounded even more jaw-droppingly-beautiful. There was a trickle of higher notes that laid down a melancholy melody in a minor key over a bed of breakbeats and long low tones that were trying to cheer it up.

Charlie closed her eyes and just listened for a moment. As Charlie took this moment to appreciate the music, possibly thinking up some friendly compliment she could give Helja to start things off nicely, my eyes took in the knickknacks on knickknack-made shelves. But there were less of them, there were open spots on lots of the shelves that I remembered being packed.

With Charlie's reaction to Helja's music, I had high hopes that everything was going to be fine until I noticed a synthetic naga body fifteen feet long laying next to Helja's bed. The scales were a pearlescent white that flashed pink and green as the light played across them. Setting off their beauty was tasteful gold trim which was thick between the belly scales and hairline thin between the smaller back scales. The back scales had more of a blue tint to them than the belly scales. The naga also had a nice pair of tits, which made me want to get wrapped up in her tail.

Tritonia's new android body was a true work of art. If I hadn't seen the giant snake tail in that photo of the Spectral Thieves stealing Tritonia's body, I would've been stumped as to this synthetic naga's purpose.

Helja was standing right next to it as busty and ballsy as ever. Fully healed, her dragon-tiger-roo hybrid body was so fucking hot. She was thick and powerful and I couldn't keep my eyes off her huge balls. Septimus's eyes were glued to her and I doubted he'd even noticed Tritonia's body.

Charlie was staring at Tritonia's body like she couldn't believe it was real and she went from relaxed and enjoying the music, to tense and irritated in a matter of seconds. My chest ached seeing this transition. Things had been so close to working out well. So damn close.

Not wanting Charlie's alarm at Helja knowing things she shouldn't to be the first thing we talked about, I asked the first question that came to mind. "What happened to a bunch of the knickknacks?" I felt stupid because I knew the answer the moment I asked.

Helja pointed at Tritonia's body, confirming what I'd just figured out, and said, "Charlemagne, I hope this gift is well received. I was saddened by the loss of progress on creating-manufacturing her physical form and wanted to do what I could now that I'm fully functional. Giving simulated intelligences physical bodies makes them far less disconnected from reality and more capable. I used your team's specifications, but made some improvements-changes. Tritonia should now be a great help against current and future threats."

Charlie's tail flicked in annoyance before she said, "Thank you for that and the music, I take it you're thoroughly aware of current events?"

"Since I'm an inhabitant of this facility, I make an effort to stay updated so I can be as helpful as possible," Helja said.

"Now I know why you get along so well with Pepper." Charlie didn't sound particularly happy despite her friendly smile. "She often goes out of her way to help."

I gulped. Helja didn't know that it wasn't a compliment.

"Pepper has been a wonderful friend and sex partner," Helja said.

I hid my muzzle with a paw and blushed crimson under my fur.

"From what Pepper tells me, those two very often coincide when it comes to your race," Charlie said.

"Yes, but sex partners need not be friends, they can also be strangers," Helja said, glancing at Charlie's big equine bulge.

Both Septimus and I cringed. I shook my head and waved my hands to try and tell Helja not to go down that road.

There was no doubt Charlie was pent up from having to deal with the issues I'd caused. The problem was that even though I could smell her arousal, I could also smell a metallic undertone of irritation.

Breaking the awkward silence, Septimus said, "Hello, I'm Septimus and I'll be examining your morphology and other characteristics once Charlie has finished with her talking points."

Helja smiled. "I've been waiting to meet you. Pepper speaks very positively of you."

"I've been waiting to meet you too." Septimus was very wet and I hoped Charlie's nose wasn't anywhere as good as mine.

"Let's circle back to your statement about staying updated, does that include things like knowing what's being built in Gillon's lab?" Charlie asked.

"Yes, absolutely," Helja said. "That's an area where I can be the most useful."

"Are you aware of other things too?" Charlie asked.

"Define 'other things,' your question is too vague for me to give a meaningful answer," Helja said.

I knew where Charlie's mind was going and I wanted to toss a wrench in it. "Helja and I talked about a lot of the happenings on base. I was careful in what I told her, but she's very good at inferring things from bits of idle conversation."

"Uh, huh," Charlie walked up closer to Helja. "How did you know what was being built in Gillon's lab? I don't see a network connection in here and radio signals can't penetrate the Repository's walls."

Septimus rubbed his thighs together when Charlie said, "penetrate." I bit my lip.

"I can show you." Helja took a couple steps over to Tritonia's body, giving us a glorious view of her back end as she grabbed something from a compartment on the tail section. The way Helja's bountiful round balls dangled between her legs was a sight to behold. We all looked on as Helja crouched lower and swished her tail to the side, letting us spy the dark purple to fuchsia gradient of her plump snatch's inner labia. Charlie looked away after a half second, widening her stance to make more room for her junk.

Standing up, Helja turned around and held up a dark grey USB stick with "POSC" written in thick cyan letters on it. "A sorter found this jump drive and brought it to me."

Charlie held out her hand. "Can I see it?"

"Yes, I was hoping to return this with Tritonia's body. I've put a detailed list of my upgrades and updated versions of the schematics on it," Helja said as she put it in Charlie's hand.

Charlie looked at the serial number on the back and then put it in her pocket. "What is a sorter?"

"A four-legged flat rectangular robot that transports objects throughout the Repository," Helja said.

"What? I haven't seen one of those before," Charlie said.

"I have," I said. "That's the same type of robot I followed into Helja's chamber on the day I met her."

Helja nodded. "Sorters are very shy and their number has decreased over the last thousand years because I've been too sick to repair them."

Septimus pressed up against my side. I put my tail around him and pulled him against me. He reached down and cupped my package, letting out a sigh of bliss before pulling his hand back to his muzzle and sniffing it. I stifled my moan at seeing him do this and felt the tip of my cock leave my sheath. Charlie was far enough in front of us that she couldn't see what we were doing, but I needed to be careful about encouraging Septimus too much.

"Why would one bring you a jump drive?" Charlie asked, unconsciously sniffing the air. Helja's scent was pretty damn enticing, even to Charlie, it seemed.

Helja made a wide gesture to indicate the knickknacks surrounding us. "The Librarian used them to bring me non-hazardous NPOs and discarded items from humans in hopes I could use them to repair myself. Since I was too injured to communicate with the Librarian, almost none of it was what I actually needed. I've asked her to stop, but she's still doing it out of habit."

"Do you have any other jump drives?" Charlie asked, shifting her stance again because her prick was throbbing in her left pant leg. She was so focused, I wasn't even sure she realized she was getting excited down there.

"Yes, three of them," Helja said walking over to the wall to her right and pulling a coffee mug out from behind a dolphin plushie that was sitting on that shelf. After dumping three jump drives into her paw padded hand, she put the coffee mug down and walked back to Charlie. Putting them in Charlie's hand, she said, "My second gift to you will be more sorters which will help the Repository run more efficiently."

The jump drives Helja handed Charlie appeared to be from three different eras of computing. After glancing at them, she stuffed them into her pocket, saying, "I'd like to set up some boundaries."

"Boundaries?" Helja asked, one ear adorably flopping down.

"Yes, I very much appreciate Tritonia's new body, but I need you to get my approval before you make us more gifts," Charlie said. "And please come to me or Pepper for updates about the happenings on base. If you find any jump drives or other stores of sensitive data, please notify us without inspecting their contents. I promise we'll provide you with detailed reports and information on a regular basis."

"Agreed, and I apologize for my reckless-concerning behavior. I was very excited to have my full functionality back and was hoping to become a friend to the human race," Helja said.

Septimus grabbed my right hand and guided it down to his crotch, shivering with arousal. The moment my fingers came into contact with his three-inch fully-erect clit, he bit his lip and swallowed a squeak. I pulled my hand away, wondering why I even let him do that. My prick was now making a rise in my sweatpants.

"Apology accepted." Charlie reached out with her right hand. "Can we shake on our agreement that you'll respect our privacy and ask before you make us any more gifts?"

"Shake?" Helja looked very confused. Her eyes went from Charlie's hand to Charlie's half-hard cock pulsing in her pants. I'd never given Helja a handshake and I doubted she'd seen enough human behavior in the Netflix shows she'd watched to fully understand how this worked. And the only human she'd dealt with in person was me. So I wasn't surprised when she grabbed Charlie's wrist and put Charlie's hand on her left breast, expecting her to grope it.

Charlie sputtered and pulled her hand away as her custardy jasmine scent became thick in the air. "I meant a handshake."

"Oh! I did think it was strange you'd want to touch my breast to confirm our agreement. We usually hug to communicate that." She held out her hand for Charlie to shake.

Charlie shook it and then let go. "You can call me Charlie or Charlemagne."

"I assume you already know my name," Helja said.

"Helja's come a long way on her use of language. It was a bit touch and go at first," I said, laughing weakly to try and break the tension.

"Your language must be very different from ours," Septimus said.

"Not just our language, we communicate very differently. We often do direct data exchange while spending intimate time together," she said.

"That sounds like a very enjoyable experience," Septimus said as he let go of my hand and walked up closer to her.

I followed him because his bitch in heat scent was back and I wanted to ensure he wouldn't do something in front of Charlie that got him kicked out of the room.

Helja looked at the three of us as her mint and mango aroma became very apparent. "I can smell sexual interest from the three of you, perhaps we can spend some intimate time together so I can show you how my race greets new friends? You've shown me some of your culture and I'd love to show you some of mine. I assume you're all quite open to it since all of you are rather sexually active hybrids."

I could only imagine the mess that was going on in Charlie's head. Her mare parts were starting to join the rest of our scents and six inches of her shaft was now down her pant leg. There was no doubt that Helja was attractive to her and Helja's scent had a way of making one rather needy. But Helja didn't know that doing this to Charlemagne was still the wrong move.

My prick started going down my pant leg as I saw the head of Helja's shaft poke out of her sheath. Septimus's peppery tea leaf scent got strong enough that I nudged him to the side, further away from Charlie.

"Perhaps another time," Charlie said.

"Are you sure? Your body is reacting fairly strongly to my presence and I'd be happy to help you find relief." Helja climbed onto the edge of the bed, got on all fours and lifted her tail, exposing her wet alien cunt to Charlie. "Consider this a full apology for my inappropriate behavior."

I was trying to get Helja's attention so I could tell her to stop, but she seemed to think I was randomly waving at her and kept her seductive stare on Charlie.

Charlie wasn't invincible, her nostrils were flaring as she drew in Helja's powerful pheromones and her left pant leg was straining to contain all fourteen inches of her erection.

"Your verbal apology was sufficient. Could you help me get Tritonia's body out your door and then Septimus and Pepper can carry out their examination?" Charlie turned and staggered toward the door.

"I look forward to when you're comfortable enough to allow me to pleasure you. Your hybrid biology interests me greatly," Helja said as she got off the bed and hefted Tritonia's body over her shoulder, letting the long tail trail behind her as she walked toward the door. A couple inches of her prick were out and Septimus was ogling it so much that I elbowed him in the ribs to get him to stop. Charlie's back was facing us, but I was taking zero chances.

That Helja could carry something so heavy so easily was a bit disconcerting. Charlie was walking at a brisk pace despite being quite stiff-legged and Helja wasn't having any trouble keeping up.

Why Helja had acted like Charlie was as easy to get into bed and befriend as I was, I had no idea. She'd practically chased Charlie out of the room by coming on so strong. Maybe I'd set a bad example or something?

When Helja was on her way back from dropping off Tritonia's body, I said, "What the hell, Helja?"

Helja tilted her head. "I thought things went rather well. She was very attracted to me."

"Charlie's the base commander, she can't have sex with you," I said.

"If she's the base commander, can't she make her own decisions about sex partners?" Helja asked.

"Yes, but you're a potential threat to the entire world and copulating with you is a thousand steps too far. At least, that's the way she sees it," Septimus said, rubbing the base of my tail.

"But one of the best ways to relieve tension is to become sex partners with someone you're trying to gain a better trust bond with," Helja said.

"Humans don't think that way," I said.

"Well, humans are usually rather unhappy, so I think we can toss their sexual hangups in the trash," Septimus said.

"You ready to examine her?" I asked, wanting to change the subject so we all didn't end up naked and in a pile. I could take care of both Helja and Septimus individually, but I wasn't sure I was ready to support them having a sexual relationship on the first meeting. Plus, I was pretty sure that wasn't what Charlie had meant by "examination."

"I'm assuming you'd rather not submit to invasive tests just yet, Helja?" Septimus asked.

"I'm assuming you mean medical scans, tissue samples?" Helja asked.

"Yes, things like that," Septimus said.

"Electromagnetic radiation cannot pass easily through my fur and skin. And I cannot allow tissue samples to be taken unless I'm included in their analysis. There are NPOs incorporated into me that could become unstable-dangerous if removed," Helja said.

"I anticipated that invasive procedures would be off limits for now." Septimus took off his backpack and pulled out his tablet. "Would you say that your body is fairly similar to Pepper's?"

"Yes," Helja said.

"Then I think we can simply do a comparison between you two and let you tell me about some of the differences," Septimus said. "Would you be more comfortable on the bed?"

Helja smiled and got on the bed. Then she curled up into a ball and rolled to the center. I tried doing the same and ran into her, but it was a harmless collision and we were laughing as Septimus came over to join us.

First, he asked Helja about differences between herself and me, but she was pretty shy about giving details. All that she offered was that her fur and skin were definitely different from mine and that she was faster and stronger and could generate large amounts of magnetic flux and electric charge.

When he was done with his prepared questions, he asked, "Pepper, could you strip out of your clothes? I want to take some images that include your anatomy and hers side by side."

Being this pent up made my balls so sensitive that even the movements of undressing were giving me moan-worthy pleasure. Septimus rubbed at his crotch while Helja idly toyed with her nipples. Both of them were really into watching me undress.

Septimus asked us to put our arms, legs, tails, muzzles, ears, teeth, tongues, noses, backs, and fronts in close proximity so he could snap side-by-side photos. He even did close ups of the fur in various places on each of us. When we compared our hands and feet, Helja taught me that they had retractable webbing. Septimus and I both marveled at that for a good while. Then Septimus started playing with our paw pads and we all giggled a bit. I had to tell him to stop when it started making me hard, though.

The whole time, Helja kept finding excuses to grope my nipples, sheath and balls. At one point, she stroked my fur so perfectly that I purred, making both me and Septimus's eyes widen in surprise. I teased Helja too, making it so we both had to keep ourselves under control so we didn't photobomb Septimus's anatomy comparison pictures with our cocks.

Septimus, however, wasn't keeping himself under control very well and had a perpetual tent in his pants from his nice long clit.

"This isn't required, but I thought it would be good to compare your genitalia as well," Septimus said after all the other pictures were done.

Questioning his intent, I sat up and reached into his jeans to find the wettest snatch I'd ever come across. Clearly he had even more of a thing for sexy aliens than I did.

He gasped as he tilted his hips forward and spread his legs, allowing me to go deeper.

Slipping a second finger into him, I said, "Thinking with your rock-hard clit are you?"

After Helja made a happy groan at our behavior, I pulled my fingers out so he could respond.

"N-no, I think it's scientifically prudent to record all of your anatomy, including the parts that society is too prude to investigate." Septimus said, trembling with arousal. "I think we should get semen and milk samples from Helja to compare to yours as well."

Since all of us were incredibly pent up, I knew this was going to go off the rails if I didn't put a pin in it. I'd already failed to keep my paw out of his pants. "That's a good idea, but maybe you should just analyze the data you already have and come back to this later."

"My milk and cum are two fluids I'm willing to have analyzed," Helja said.

I narrowed my eyes at Helja, "Yeah, you just want them analyzed. Has nothing to do with you groping me constantly for the last half hour."

"No, it has everything to do with that, I want to have sex with both of you right now," Helja said.

Her just saying it so matter-of-factly got me to pause in awe of her shamelessness.

Septimus pulled off his sea-green button-down shirt with blue hexagons on it and tossed it off to the side. His six nipples were hard as could be. "For your culture, sex on the first meeting is perfectly normal, right?"

"Absolutely," Helja said as her prick slipped free of her sheath.

END OF PART 13

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