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John’s body ached, and he couldn’t move. He also thought that he was hearing things as people were talking. More important, though, was that he felt heavy and was somewhere with gravity. John tried to open his eyes, but they didn’t respond. He then tried to move his arms, fingers, and toes. He even tried to clench his bum, but that didn’t work either.

“Can you hear me?” a female voice asked. John tried to talk, but his mouth wouldn’t move. He heard a beeping sound near his right ear, “try talking now,” the female voice suggested.

“Where am I?” he croaked. His mouth was dry.

“Drink this,” said the female voice. John heard it to his left. What felt like a straw touched his mouth, and a cold liquid poured in. When he started to choke, the straw withdrew, and then he felt something cool and soft touching his lips. “Sorry,” the unknown speaker apologised.

“Where am I?” he asked again.

“You are in Medical,” the female voice replied. John was confused. The last thing he remembered was getting into his stasis pod.

“Why can’t I open my eyes or move my body?” he inquired. His jaw ached each time he spoke.

“I have disabled your brain’s ability to control your body, and you have been in stasis for a long time,” as she finished, John felt his heart race. A hundred different thoughts raced through his mind.

“Try not to get scared and calm yourself,” there was a hint of concern in her voice. “Once I am sure your body has recovered, I will give back control to your brain,” as she finished, John could hear another series of beeps to his right. “There, try opening your eyes. My scans suggest that they should have recovered by now,” as she finished, John tried to open them.

At first, even trying to open his eyelids seemed to take more effort than it should. “What? I can’t see!” he cried. All John could see was darkness. He felt something cool touch his face.

“Try and calm down. The blindness is temporary.” Shortly after the female voice stopped, John saw specks of light appear at the centre of his vision. Unable to move his head, all he could do was lay there and watch his vision return. When he could finally see again, John only saw white walls and a ceiling.

“Am I inside something?” John asked.

“Yes and no,” came the reply, “you are laying on a specialised medical bed, normally used to treat crew members who have suffered critical injuries. However,” John heard a different set of beeps as the female voice continued, “I can set up a quarantine shield around the bed,” an opening appeared above John and from the darkness inside, a mechanical arm descended. He tried to move, but his body wouldn’t respond. “Calm down, it is just going to project a hologram,” the female voice said calmly. John watched the arm stop just above his head and then retract slightly. A green light appeared at the end of the arm, and then it began to hum.

Projected a foot above his face was an image of a large room with what John assumed were several large medical beds. Each appeared waist-high, laying horizontally and attached to the floor in the centre. They were all an off-white colour, perhaps made of metal. It looked like each bed had a black pillow at one end. In the centre of the room, as long and wide as the other medical beds, was a plastic-looking wall that curved at both ends.

“Am I inside the one in the middle?” John inquired.

“Yes,” came the reply, “the wall you see keeps you safe from anything that might harm you,” she finished and then the beeps from before appeared again, and then the hologram disappeared.

“Wait!” John called out, “Can you leave that on?” His request had too much desperation to it than he had wanted. Before the arm could disappear, there were a series of beeps, and it returned, powering up; it projected the image of Medical again.

“Is this better?” the voice asked.

“Yes, thank you,” John replied.

“I think you have had enough stress for now. I am going to put you to sleep for a few hours,” John felt something travel up his arm, “when you are awake again, we will see how your body has progressed,” as she finished talking, his vision disappeared.

*****

Captain Ema, Matriarch Theka, Lieutenant Ena, and several bridge officers stood around the Tactical Display Table. Projected in front of them was a live feed from Medical. They could see the whole room with Doctor Mizta sitting at her desk, the empty medical beds around the room's edges, and the quarantined bed in the middle.

“Can we see inside?” the Lieutenant asked. Using a keypad projected in front of her, Ema opened a new window that displayed the Terran asleep on the medical bed.

“I had almost forgotten what they looked like,” Theka said, “it’s odd seeing someone with no scales, just...skin,” she finished and examined the scales on her left hand.

“Lupine don’t have scales,” one of the bridge officers pointed out.

“Bah, Lupine are covered in fur. I’ve never seen a hairless Lupine,” Theka replied with an odd hint of anger.

“What’s that between his legs?” the Comms Officer asked, pointing at the image. Using the controls with her right hand, Ema adjusted the projection to focus on the bottom half of the male’s body.

“External sexual organs?” Tactical Officer Suhli said as she leaned closer to the image. Ema looked up at her and saw how the yellow glow of her bioluminescence, from the softer inside of her hood, was reflected off her light grey scales. Unlike most officers around the TDT, her nose and mouth were longer, almost ending in a point. She had darker, random shapes of grey scales dotted about her face and hood. Her eyes, mouth and tongue glowed yellow as she spoke.

“If I recall correctly,” Theka said as she pressed a button on the TDT. A new window opened up, displaying scrolling text, “Unlike the majority of male mammals on the Terran homeworld, their reproductive organs are external,” as she finished, more of the crew present tried to get a closer look.

“It doesn’t look that big,” Comms Officer Akhi pointed out. The Captain looked in her direction and saw that the neon pink glow of her bioluminescence had started to dull. Her primary scale colour was a mixture of lilac and light grey, while her secondary colour was dark grey. It started from the top of her neck, just below her lower jaw, and travelled down and across her torso. She also had them around her eyes, on the top and back of her head.

“Akhi, how long has it been since you last basked?” Ema inquired.

The Comms Officer looked at the metal claws on her left hand, “damn, I thought I had several more hours,” she looked disappointed and upset.

“You can use mine, Akhi,” Theka offered, “just be mindful not to wake Uszu. I think he’s sleeping off our earlier encounter,” as she finished, she handed her keycard to the Comms Officer.

“Thank you, Matriarch,” she said, bowing before Theka. Everyone watched as Akhi hurried towards the Matriarch’s viewing room.

“That was nice of you, Theka,” Ema said with a smile.

The Matriarch shrugged, “I’ll let the good Doctor know. Perhaps she hasn’t been basking for long enough in the morning,” when she finished, Theka looked back at the TDT.

“To answer everyone’s question,” Ema said to the group, “it should get bigger when the Terran male becomes aroused,” she finished and placed both hands onto the top of the TDT.

“So, just like one of our males, except it’s bigger, and they only have one cock?” Suhli chimed in. Ema nodded and looked around the bridge, noticing several of her crew were watching.

*****

John yawned, stretched his arms above his head and then sat up. It took him a few moments to remember where he was. Looking around where he sat, John could see how big the medical bed was. He guessed that it was ten feet long and four feet wide. “Just how big are these aliens?” he said out loud.

“On average, we are eight feet tall,” John jumped in surprise as the female voice from before came from behind him. He turned around and saw a blurred head looking down from above. “I have adjusted the opacity of the quarantine shield,” she said.

“Why is it blurred?” John asked.

“I was not sure you were ready to see what I look like,” she replied.

John turned himself fully and placed his knees onto the black pillow his head had rested on. “I’m ready now,” he declared.

“So you are,” the blurred image adjusted itself, and it looked like she had opened a window to John. Staring at him with red eyes was a snake.

“Hello,” John said weakly, looking up, surprised at how unsure he sounded.

“Hello to you, I’m Doctor Mizta,” she said with a smile. “In case you were wondering, we are called Vipers, or just Viper when you are alone with one of us,” she winked at him.

“Viper?” John had a confused expression on his face.

“Well, no. Not really. You would not be able to pronounce the actual name of our race. However, when we studied your various languages, we decided Viper worked best,” Mizta smiled at him again.

“Why do you keep smiling?” John asked.

“Before interacting with you, I read the data on Terrans, and it said that you responded to friendly facial expressions,” she replied.

“Hmm, I guess that’s true,” he replied with a shrug. “Would it be possible for me to stand on my feet?” he asked.

Mizta looked further down, “I will extend the shield so you can walk around the medical bed,” she walked away from the transparent section of the shield. John heard a series of beeps, and then the quarantine shield started to move. When it stopped, he had a comfortable four feet of space between the shield's edge and the bed. John sat back on the bed, swung his legs around, and hopped off. When his feet touched the floor, he expected it to be cold, but John was surprised by its warmth.

“You have heated flooring?” John asked, still surprised that it was warm instead of cold.

“Your bio reading told me you had cold feet, so I activated the heat panels below,” Mizta replied.

“Oh, cool,” John said, and then he realised that he was naked. “Why am I naked?” he asked while reaching for the black pillow. Just as John went to pick it up, he realised that the Doctor had already seen him without any clothes.

“You were naked when we found your ship,” Mizta replied.

“Good point,” John admitted, “I assume you don’t have gowns for Vipers to wear when they’re in Medical?” he inquired.

“No, we do not,” Mizta replied, shaking her head. John noticed that her hood flapped back and forth as she shook her head.

“Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter now. You’ve already seen me naked,” John said.

“True,” replied Mizta. “Would you like to see the rest of Medical?” she asked, changing the subject.

“Yes..er, please,” John replied. A small, clear circle appeared just above waist height to John, and as he watched, it moved to his right, along the length of the bed, around the corners, and eventually joined up where it had first appeared. The line of clear shield then travelled up until it disappeared into the ceiling.

“How high is the ceiling?” John inquired.

“Medical has a ceiling of twelve feet,” Mizta replied, “most of the ship, including crew quarters, is ten feet high, and the rest of the ship you’re not allowed to enter,” John looked down again as she finished. Standing in front of him was Doctor Mizta, and she smiled again.

“What are you wearing?” John asked, staring at her.

“All crew wear Nanosuits,” she replied, “see this collar?” she pointed to the metal object around her neck, and John nodded, “it contains a reservoir of Nanos. When activated, they follow their pre-set instructions and form a skintight suit,” Mizta said shortly before stepping back and twirling. He watched as she spun on the spot, noticing that she had digitigrade legs and a tail. Without realising it, he had placed both hands onto the quarantine shield.

“Skintight,” John tilted his head to one side as he said the word. “Your clothes underneath must be thin. I can’t see any outlines,” he pointed out.

“I am not wearing any,” Mizta replied.

“Oh, sorry,” John said as his cheeks went red.

“There is no need to be embarrassed, John,” Mizta said as she looked down at him. “I think you will find that our society is very open. If you asked a Viper her thoughts on sex, for example, she would happily tell you,” she pointed out. John looked puzzled.

“Of all the things you could have used as an example, you chose sex?” he said, and the Doctor laughed.

“John, if you walked into the ship’s canteen and said you would like to have sex, I doubt that anyone would say no,” Mizta said and then smiled at John once more.

“Okay. Why?” John asked.

“What do you mean?” Mizta replied.

“Where I’m from, that just wouldn’t happen. It’s odd,” John replied while scratching his head.

“Not to us, John,” replied Mizta, “we use sex to create strong bonds of friendship, and it is encouraged by our military leaders as an effective means of stress relief. I assume this is not the case where you are from?” she asked, and John shook his head.

“There are some who don’t have sex ever or not for several years,” he said, “sure, there are people who have a lot of sexual partners, but if I understand what you’re essentially saying, then no,” John finished talking and rubbed his chin.

“What is it, John?” Mizta inquired as he tried not to make eye contact again.

“Oh, I was just wondering what it’d be like to be with a Viper,” he admitted.

“Well, as I said, if you asked one of the crew, they would be happy to spend time with you. Now, the Captain has instructed the crew not to be too forward. However,” she said while accessing a control pad on the side of the quarantine shield, “you are one of only two males on board. The first is the Matriarch’s Steward, and everyone on board knows not to touch him..”

“..and the second is me,” John interrupted, and Mizta smiled.

“You are not in any way expected to have sex with any member of the crew, even the Captain,” Mizta said as she turned off the display in front of her, “but..” Mizta paused as she heard familiar voices approaching from beyond the door to Medical, “..as your Doctor..” she bent down so her head was level with Johns, “..I advise you to consider it,” as she finished he could see two Vipers enter Medical.

*****

Standing with her back to John, Mizta placed her hands on her hips as the twins entered Medical. “You two are late,” she said when they saw her.

“Sorry, Doctor,” Taki said while trying not to make eye contact, “you can blame her,” Zoki replied while pointing at her twin, “how is it my fault?” Taki replied, looking at her sister, “You took too long when we went to get food,” Zoki responded and mimed being fat, “I am not fat. Take that back!” Taki sounded hurt.

“Enough, both of you!” Mizta said in a commanding voice, ”I suggest the two of you behave yourselves unless you have already forgotten that we have a guest,” The doctor moved away from the quarantine shield, and the twins saw John.

“Ooh, I forgot we rescued a male,” Taki said as the twins rushed towards John.

“Careful with that quarantine shield,” Mizta said as she walked over to her desk, “the computer has not finished mapping his genome, and until it does, he cannot leave Medical,” Mizta turned to face the middle of the room as she finished talking. “This is Taki and Zoki,” Mizta said as she pointed to the two Vipers, “now, you two behave yourselves while I go and get your treatment. No touching that screen,” John watched as Mizta left medical.

“Hello,” Zoki said, looking down at John as she stopped before the quarantine shield.

“Hello to you,” John replied, and Zoki smiled at him.

“Ooh, he speaks,” Taki said with glee as she leaned closer to look at John.

“Well, of course, he speaks,” Zoki replied. Taki went to put her face and hands against the screen, “Have you already forgotten what the Doctor told us?” Zoki said as she slapped her sister’s hand away. “I remember,” Taki replied with a pout. She then looked down at John, “Doctor says we are not allowed to play with you yet,” she said with a wink. “But when we can, I think you will enjoy spending time with us,” Taki said with a smile.

“Are you two sisters?” John asked, changing the subject and finding the current situation weird.

“They are identical twins,” Mizta said, entering Medical. John could see that she was carrying a small rectangular box, “you two onto your beds,” she commanded.

“Aww,” Zoki complained, “I hope to see you soon,” Taki winked at John again, and then the twins moved away from the quarantine screen and stopped at the two medical beds directly in front of it.

“I hope they behaved themselves,” Mizta said, stopping next to where John was standing, “they are mostly harmless, a bit scatty at times, but I am sure you will enjoy yourself if you ever took them up on their offer,” she made eye contact with John and then smiled.

“I’m not sure I could manage one of you, let alone those two, plus they’re taller than you,” John pointed out.

“Eight foot five, to be exact,” Mizta answered, placing the box she had been carrying onto one of the beds the twins were standing between. “You two get undressed and start basking. I will be back shortly,” Mizta turned around and headed back out the door she had entered through.

Watching the twins from where he stood, John couldn’t hear what they were saying but then got an eye full as Taki (or was it Zoki?) deactivated her Nanosuit. As the Nanos headed back into the collar, he could see that the majority of her body was coloured light grey. The darker scales started from the soles of her feet, up the inside of her legs, past her most intimate of areas, and up her torso (which included a pair of breasts bigger than Mitza’s, with a couple of glowing turquoise nipples, too), and stopped just below her lower jaw. John looked away when Taki smiled at him after she noticed he was watching.

A few minutes later, Mizta returned to Medical and found the twins giggling while they basked, and a red-faced John sat on his bed looking away from the Twins. She approached the twins, opened the box and proceeded to inject them with the device contained within. Scowling at them, Mizta walked over to where John was sitting. “What did they do?” she asked.

“Considering our earlier conversation, the Twins didn’t do anything,” John replied, “Is it normal for Vipers to get naked in front of others?” he asked.

“Pretty much,” replied Mizta, “were you watching?” she inquired, and John nodded. “There is no need to get embarrassed, John,” Mizta said, “we feel no shame in the naked body, and it is quite common for pairs and groups of vipers to be naked together.”

“That’s good to know,” he said, “I think the next few hours and days are just going to feel weird and take some getting used to,” John then sighed as he looked up at Mizta.

*****

John sat on the bed while the Doctor examined the twins. Once they were gone, she walked around the central medical bed and stopped just before him. “I apologise if they bothered you,” she said while looking down at him.

“Oh, I’m okay,” John replied as he continued to stare at the wall, “just not used to so much attention,” he looked up at Mizta and smiled.

“Terran females are not forward?” she asked, and John shook his head.

“Not in the way Vipers appear to be,” he said, “although I suppose they can be. It just depends on who you’re with or talking to,” John finished talking with a shrug.

Mizta pulled up a nearby chair and sat down, her head level with John’s. “If the Twins bothered you, then I am happy to let the Captain know. She can talk to them on your behalf,” she said.

“No need,” John replied, “as I’ve said, I think it’s just a lot to take in. It’s only been a day or two since I woke up, so a lot to process,” he smiled at Mizta as he finished.

“Before I forget,” Mizta said as she picked up her tablet, “every part of this ship is monitored and recorded for security and legal reasons,” she placed her tablet on her lap as she crossed her digitigrade legs. “If you decide at some point that you do not want anyone to see what you do in private, let an Officer know, or even the Captain and they will put a privacy restriction on the footage,” Mizta finished talking and then pressed a few buttons on her tablet.

“Who has access to the footage?” John asked.

“Everyone,” Mizta replied, “unless the footage itself has a specific security clearance applied to it or, for example, someone had requested privacy mode,” she held up her tablet as she finished talking. To John, it looked like a video feed from inside Medical. Mizta pressed the play button, and the two watched John’s interaction with the Twins.

“Is everything recorded?” he inquired, and Mizta nodded.

“This is a live feed from a nest room within the crew quarters,” she said, and after a few taps on her pad, she turned it around so John could see. Displayed via a live feed were two Vipers having sex. John was surprised to find that he couldn’t look away. The way the two aliens' limbs were intertwined and how they used their tails intrigued him.

“Are you sure it’s okay for us to watch them?” John asked as he tried to look away.

“As I said to you before, all you need to do is ask for privacy restriction,” Mizta replied.

“I see,” John scratched his head as the Doctor turned the footage off.

“Shall we change the subject?” Mizta asked, and John nodded.

He watched her tap on the pad again, and then she showed him what it displayed. In front of John, a window appeared, and as he looked up, the B5 logo appeared.

“How did you? Where did you?” he looked at her, confused. Mizta smiled.

“Chief Engineer Zoazhis found it while examining your ship,” she replied, “I had to pull rank to get the files off of her. It appears she is enjoying it very much,” Mizta smiled again as John seemed to relax.

“It’s a favourite sci-fi program of mine, although it was made over a hundred and fifty years before I was born,” John adjusted his posture and sat up straight, rolling his shoulders back.

“That reminds me,” Mizta said, “we have worked out how long you were in stasis,” she smiled as he looked directly at her.

“How long?” John asked. It was one of the many questions he wanted to ask.

“In Viper years, fifty,” the Doctor replied.

“Fifty? That’s not so bad. I was going to be away for over twenty years anyway,” John interrupted Mizta before she could continue.

“John,” she said, standing up and kneeling in front of the quarantine shield, “the Viper homeworld takes four times longer to orbit its Sun than Earth does,” Mizta watched as John listened. She could see him working out how long he’d been in stasis.

“Two hundred years?” there was a look of shock on his face, “how?” He was having trouble figuring out what had happened.

“The Chief Engineer is currently scanning your ship and its logs to find out,” she replied, “she also does not understand how you accessed the Vortex,” Mizta stood up and brought the chair closer.

“What’s a Vortex?” John asked.

“It is how we travel at faster-than-light speeds,” a new voice said. Walking into Medical was a Viper with light and dark lilac scales. John noticed that she also had two mechanical arms attached to the back of her Nanosuit.

“This is Zoazhis, Chief Engineer of the Pride of the Matriarchy,” Mizta said while standing up and pointing an arm toward her. “Have you finished making his uniform?” she asked.

Zoazhis nodded, “it took me a while to design a collar and Nanosuit that our male guest could wear,” she looked down at John as she finished speaking. “Hello,” she said with a smile.

“Hello,” John replied with much more confidence than before.

He watched as one of the Engineer’s arms rotated around from her back and deposited a collar into her right hand. The design was similar to those worn by Zoazhis and Mizta but smaller. Zoazhis approached the quarantine shield and placed the collar vertically against it. After a few seconds, John heard a new set of beeps and a small box formed around the collar on his side of the shield. A green gas filled the box's interior, and the collar, still pressed against the quarantine shield, passed through.

“I made this for you,” Zoazhis said, glancing over at where John stood. “Despite how interesting you look,” she said, “we can’t have a male walking around the ship naked,” Zoazhis said with a smile.

“Thank you,” John said, “what’s the green gas?” he inquired while looking at the box.

“It removed all possible contaminants inside the box,” Mizta replied. After a few minutes, the gas disappeared, and a panel opened.

“I have designed the collar to open at the back,” she said as John picked it up. It was cold, and he was surprised by how little it weighed. “Once it is around your neck and you have reconnected the back, press that blue button,” Zoazhis pointed to a small, round button on the right of the collar.

John examined the collar, figuring out how to release the back of it. The collar had a hinge at the front, and opening it as far as it would go, he placed it around his neck and closed it. He could hear the clasp at the back click as the two halves met. Pressing the blue button, he was momentarily blinded by a bright, neon blue light. Looking at his reflection in the quarantine shield, John watched as the Nanos rushed out of the collar’s reservoir and travelled down his body. He yelped in surprise as the Nanos went down, along, and around the end of his cock, and then over his balls. When the neon light switched off, he wore a dark grey Nanosuit. A nameplate was just above his heart, on the left of his chest. Looking down and turning it up, he saw it read ‘JOHN’ in a large and simple font.

The next thing that John noticed was that it felt as though his Nanosuit had underwear. When he first saw Mizta in hers, he was surprised that the Nanosuit showed every part of her body. It perfectly covered her large breasts and showed that her nipples were erect. When she did a twirl earlier, he saw that it went between her buttcheeks.

“I think our guest just figured out how skintight our Uniforms are,” she said, laughing slightly and looking at Zoazhis.

“I had to redesign how the male Nanosuits work,” the Chief Engineer chimed in, “Viper males have no external genitalia, and so the only real difference between theirs and ours,” she said while lifting up and then dropping one of her sizeable breasts, John watched as the Nanosuit kept its skintight form, “are these and a male’s height,” Zoazhis tapped away at the device on her wrist as she finished.

“What the hell?” John cried out. He felt his suit shift and tighten around his cock. He looked down and could see that instead of the slight form of underwear he was wearing, the Nanos had reformed to fit perfectly around his cock and balls.

“That is why I gave you an extra layer of Nanos underneath your groin,” Zoazhis said, “without it, the collar would have to spend most of its time reorganising the Nanos each time your cock got hard,” she tapped away at her wrist again as she finished.

“In other words, because the Nanosuit is so tight, any reaction from the wearer’s body, the collar adjusts the shape of the Nanosuit,” John said.

“Yes,” replied Mizta, “we know that friction of a certain kind can cause it to grow, so adding an extra layer reduces the sensation,” she finished and walked around the quarantine screen.

“This day just gets weirder and weirder,” John followed the Engineer’s instructions as his cock finally went flaccid. “So,” he said, looking up at Mizta, “how long until I can get out of here?” he asked. Mizta turned around and headed over to her desk. As she did so, John caught himself staring at her tail and backside. He noticed how her cheeks wobbled as she walked.

“The computer has almost finished its assigned task. I would say two hours until I can finally start treating you,” Mizta answered while looking at the monitor on her desk. “Treatment should not take too long, then the Captain will want to see you,” she smiled and looked up at John. “Feel free to test out your Nanosuit,” Mizta said while looking at him from her desk. Zaozhis said her goodbyes and exited Medical.

“I hope most of the crew are like her,” John said as he walked around the medical bed, closer to where Mizta stood.

“You will find that the majority of the crew are very friendly,” Mizta replied, “you will also find that some of them are just as forward as the Twins,” she said with a smile, and then Mizta pulled her chair over to the shield. Pressing her right index finger onto a button on her tablet, “If you want,” she said as a window appeared in front of John, “we could go through the crew list and see if there is one you would like to meet?” she said. A picture of a blue Viper appeared within the window.

“Are you trying to find me a date?” John asked, laughing slightly.

“This is a military ship, and so there are no guest quarters,” she replied, “you will have to share. I doubt you will want to share with two Vipers, well, not yet,” she winked at him as John’s face went red again.

“Would I have to share the same bed?” he inquired.

“Vipers sleep in nests, not beds,” Mizta corrected him, “and no, we can print out a small nest for you to sleep in,” she tapped away on her tablet again, and a second window appeared. It showed a detailed picture of a standard crew member’s quarters. “As you can see, there is enough room for two Vipers, so there will be plenty for you,” Mizta said, pointing at the first window. “If you had to share a nest, what would you be happy with?” she asked.

John sighed, rolled his shoulders back, and hopped onto the medical bed behind him. “I like to be cuddled,” he said, looking at Mizta.

*****

“How adorable,” Theka said with a smile, “Uzsu loves it when I cuddle him after we have sex,” she looked up from the image in front of her and noticed the bridge officers were looking up at her. “What?” she asked.

“Nothing, Theka,” Ema smiled, “just keep being you,” she said. Theka smiled back, excused herself and then headed for the viewing room. Ema watched as she stopped next to Uszu, standing next to the two command chairs, taking hold of his arm and pulling him towards the door.

“I’m not sure whether I should be jealous of her Steward or feel sorry for the male,” Akhi said while watching the Matriarch.

“I wish I had a male for myself,” Suhli said, and there was a collective sigh amongst the officers.

“Urgh, don’t remind me,” Ema said with a slight tone of annoyance.

“Forgive me, Captain,” Suhli bowed her head. The others looked uneasy.

Ema sighed and then relaxed, “it’s okay,” she tried to distract herself by watching John on the TDT.

“Captain, Chief Engineer Zoazhis wishes to speak to you,” a crew member called out.

“Send it to my command chair,” Ema ordered as she tore herself away from the Tactical Display Table. Sitting down, she activated privacy mode, “what is it, Zoazhis?” she asked.

“Captain, I’ve finished going over John’s spaceship, and I know how it got here,” there was an unmistakable hint of excitement.

“I’ll meet you in the hangar,” Ema closed the call and deactivated privacy mode. “Lieutenant Ena,” she called out.

“Yes, Captain,” Ena approached her.

“You have command of the bridge. Have the fleet turnabout and start heading back to the system’s edge,” Ema ordered as she rose from her chair, ”the Chief Engineer has something to show me, so I’ll be heading towards the hangar,” Ena bowed as Ema finished speaking and watched as she headed towards the exit.

Walking past the twins, Ema stopped and looked down at them. “The Terran is new to our ways. I think it best for both of you to remember to treat him like a Viper male,” she cautioned, “given time, I think he’ll happily spend time with both of you,” she finished and continued down the corridor. The twins bowed as she went by, their hoods folded against their heads.

Arriving in the hangar, Ema saw several of the ship’s engineers busy taking apart the Terran spaceship. They had removed the cockpit and placed it beside one of the cruisers' dropships. Ema noted a blocky midsection sitting within a secure barrier and noticed several warning signs flashing. Three engines sat upright near one of the repair bays positioned down one of the three-hundred-metre-long hangar walls. She could also see the shimmering light blue forcefield at the end of the hangar. Beyond it shone the distant star of the system they were in. A call came out from a group of Engineers huddled around the repair bay next to the engines. When the Captain arrived, she noticed the Chief Engineer and a section of the hull were waiting for her.

“Captain,” she said when Ema stopped in front of the group, “as I said in my call, we’ve figured out how this Terran pile of junk got here,” she pointed at a reading on a nearby monitor. “The radiation from these engines somehow managed to trigger a Vortex portal,” Zoazhis pointed to a line on the monitor, “when the ship entered, the radiation, along with the stasis pod, shielded John as his ship travelled through Vortex,” she finished. Then, her tail passed to her left hand, what looked like a computer module. “I’ve checked the computers too,” Ema had forgotten how excited the Chief Engineer had gotten when she had the chance to take technology apart. “John’s route would have taken him into contact with an old, disused Matriarchy satellite.”

“Really?” Ena said, “How did they detect it?” She asked. Matriarchy satellites have stealth technology designed to shield them from all known forms of detection.

“I found a mission log,” Zoazhis replied, “turns out a new form of space telescope detected light reflecting off the satellite’s hull,” she said and then put her right hand up when she saw the Captain’s expression, “I know what you’re thinking, but I would guess that some debris stuck to the satellite, was what they saw,” she finished and then typed away on her pad. The assembled engineers and the captain glowed green when a nearby holoprojector was activated, and a bright green representation of a solar system appeared before the group.

“The Terran system,” Ema said to the assembled Engineers.

“Primitive, but with enough time, it could be profitable,” Zoazhis said. Using her left thumb, she began to bring up a series of data readouts and graphs via her pad.

“Too much time,” Ema pointed out, “it’s the main reason the Matriarchy left the Terrans alone. The long-range Scout ship estimated it would take thirty years to develop the system,” she scratched the softer, inner part of her hood as she finished.

“Especially when it takes ten years to get there via Vortex,” one of the other Engineers said.

“That too,” replied Zoazhis.

“Why did it take him fifty years to travel to this system?” Ema inquired.

“Distance travelled,” another Engineer joined in the conversation. The Captain looked confused. “The further you travel, the longer it takes to get to your destination,” the same Engineer said.

“Really?” Ema asked. The group of Engineers all nodded at the same time.

“Vortex travel allows us to go faster than light,” said Zoazhis, “however, if the distance is large, then the time it takes increases,” she started to annotate the hologram, “however, if the distance is short, say a few light-years, then the time it takes is much less. If we left now,” she drew a series of connected lines from their current position finishing at the Terran system, “the fleet could arrive in the Terran system in fifteen years. But..” she paused and looked at the Captain.

“We don’t have the resources to get there,” everyone nodded when Ema finished.

“The main problem is halfway there, we run out of Space Stations,” a series of bright green dots appeared along the route as Zoazhis spoke, “then there’s the Draco Confederation,” the hologram shifted to red when she finished.

“Who still doesn't like us after the last time we sent long-ranged Scout ships through their space,” Ema said. Again, the group of assembled Engineers nodded. “I’ll inform the Terran once he’s been given the all-clear from Doctor Mizta,” Ema thanked the Engineers and then returned to the bridge.

*****

Quartermaster Milsi rolled out of her nest shortly after the alarm sounded. She used the end of her tail to turn it off, and slowly, Milsi pushed herself off the padded floor of her quarters. She stretched her arms above her head and let out a yawn. Stumbling into the darkness of her room, Milsi headed towards the faint glow of a button on a nearby wall.

“Damn, that’s bright,” she hissed as her basking light switched on. Looking around, Milsi found the large mirror set against a nearby wall and then, with a sigh, she plopped herself down in front of it and onto a large and comfy cushion, which sat beneath the basking light. Stretching her digitigrade legs and tail as she enjoyed the heat from the lamp, Milsi looked at herself in the mirror.

Unlike most Vipers aboard the Cruiser, the Quartermaster’s hood stuck out at the sides, connected to the bottom of her neck diagonally, and looked like two right-angled triangles. Her primary scale colour was charcoal black, which shined in the light when adequately buffed. Milsi’s secondary scale colour was a light grey. These scales covered her lower jaw, down the front of her neck, over her torso and enormous breasts, which rivalled those of Matriarch Theka (except Milsi had a pair of large black nipples), down past her most intimate of areas and her thick thighs, along the underside of her long and powerful tail, and ending with the soles of her feet.

Milsi sighed again as she looked at her reflection. It had been a year since she had passed her training to become the Quartermaster of a Matriarchy Cruiser, and she missed sharing her quarters with another Viper. To her surprise, the Officer’s Quarters were single berths. However, it did not stop them from sleeping with each other. Unfortunately for Milsi, a Viper used to having sex daily, her shift pattern always left her alone when she retired to her nest each day. If the Quartermaster had known that she would be going from a life of sex to a year-long dry spell, she wouldn’t have bothered applying for the training.

When her pad chimed, the Quartermaster was brought out of her morning ritual of feeling sorry for herself. Picking the tablet up with the end of her tail, Milsi held her right thumb against the screen. She had received a message from Doctor Mizta requesting Milsi to come to Medical before her shift started.

After twenty minutes of buffing her scales, Quartermaster Milsi stepped into the corridor wearing her dark grey Nanosuit uniform, and she headed towards Medical. Upon arrival, Milsi found the Doctor in conversation with someone inside a quarantine shield around the central medical bed. Milsi wasn’t sure why it was in place as she had not heard of any accidents.

“Hello, Milsi,” Doctor Mizta said as the Quartermaster stopped inside Medical.

“You wanted to see me?” Milsi asked.

Mizta nodded, “did you see the internal news article about the Terran we rescued from that unknown ship?” she asked.

“I think so,” Milsi replied, “although I am not sure how a Terran could have gotten here,” she said while looking past the Doctor. A Terran male was looking up at her from inside the quarantine shield.

“This is John,” Mizta said, standing aside so Milsi could look at him. She stepped forward and looked down at John. He smiled as she made eye contact.

“Hello,” John said, looking up at her.

“You are short,” Milsi replied, bending down to level her head with his. She noticed that he was looking at her breasts.

“You’re tall,” John replied while trying not to stare.

Mizta laughed, “Milsi, he is above average height for a Terran. It is not his fault we are all eight feet tall,” she finished and walked over to her desk.

“Except for the twins,” John chimed in.

“And the Captain and Matriarch,” Mizta pointed out as she retrieved her pad, “although you have yet to meet them,” she looked over to where Milsi was standing, “you can talk to him. He does not bite. I think,” she winked at John as he frowned.

“You have met the twins?” the Quartermaster asked.

“Yeah, I did,” John replied. “I also got to see what two naked female Vipers looked like. Funnily enough, it wasn’t part of my training,” he admitted.

“I did offer to speak to the Captain,” Mizta said as she walked over to where Milsi was standing.

“It’s okay,” John replied, looking at the Doctor, “as you said, Vipers don’t have any issues with being naked around others,” he said. Mizta smiled at John as she looked at Milsi.

“So, what do you think?” she asked.

“About what?” Milsi wasn’t sure what the Doctor meant.

“John. He needs to share quarters with a crew member,” Mizta said.

“Him? A male? With me?” she asked, and Mitza nodded, “but I’m just a Quartermaster and the Captain,” she was shocked at the suggestion of having a male at her age.

“What about the Captain?” Mizta asked, “John is not a member of the Matriarchy, and the Captain has already been assigned a Steward,” she finished and then looked back at John, “I have already told John what our society is like, and despite some misgivings, he has decided to give it a go,” Mizta smiled at him as she finished.

“He said yes?” she asked.

“Not exactly,” Mizta replied, “the reason for calling you in,” she said while turning her head to look at Milsi, “was a note attached to your file,” Mizta pressed down on her pad, and then a hologram appeared in front of the Quartermaster.

“This is my military record,” she said while looking at the projection, “..I have found Milsi to be an exemplary student and I wish her luck at her next posting as Quartermaster,” Milsi said out loud as she read what was displayed on the pad, “..to whom it may concern, if Milsi ever has problems, just give her a cuddle. I found our cuddles to be most relaxing..”. It took the Quartermaster a few moments to realise the note was from a friend at the Academy. She looked over to where Mizta was and saw her smiling.

“We were going through the crew, trying to find someone John would get on with when we let him out of Medical,” Mizta said as she put her hand out for her pad, “when we came across your file,” she then looked at John.

“I like cuddles,” he said, trying not to get too embarrassed.

*****

Matriarch Theka came for the fourth time shortly after Uszu’s twin cocks had bulged inside of her. She loved it when they had sex. Thanks to Viper males having two cocks, she could enjoy anal sex at the same time her pussy was fucked. Theka looked down at her Steward’s panting form as he breathed heavily into her breasts.

“I’ll need some time to recover,” Uszu said through her ample cleavage. Theka adjusted her weight forward, and a popping sound appeared from behind. Her Steward’s cocks, which had been plugging the viscous liquid his Matriarch had released when she orgasmed, popped out of her, and it covered his cocks and groin.

“I’m not sure who I feel sorry for the most,” the Matriarch said as she rolled off Uszu and lay next to him. She waited for his reply, but he was still panting. “You or the poor female that has to clean our nest each day,” Theka finished and laughed as Uszu tried to sit up. She leaned over and kissed his blunt nose, “you need to regain your strength,” Theka said as she pulled off the bright green prophylactics covering his two cocks. Her tail picked up a nearby towel, and with her left hand, she cleaned him.

As the towel brushed the end of his cocks he moaned as his body twitched. A fresh jet of cum fired out of both, which splashed against the nearby wall. “Thank the Matriarchy for installing an air filtration system in here. Otherwise, this room would just stink of cum,” she said with a smile and then leaned over the lower half of his body. Her emerald tongue snaked its way around the base of his twin cocks as she lowered her head and engulfed them both into the warm embrace of her mouth. The two light blue cocks momentarily reflected the green light from the bioluminescence of her mouth shortly before she began to bob her head up and down.

“Wait, Theka!” Uszu cried as he stifled a moan. She ignored him as his body twitched and his cocks erupted again, her mouth filling with the sweet taste of his cum. Theka loved how it felt when her Steward’s cum splashed against the back of her throat. Uszu let out another moan as the muscles of her mouth and throat massaged his cocks as she swallowed, and then the punishing blowjob continued. After three more orgasms, Theka finally allowed poor Uszu to rest.

Rolling out of the raised nest, she picked up the discarded bundles of joy, as she often called them, and dropped them into a nearby bin. Glancing over to where her Steward lay, she saw that he had finally stopped panting. Her tail picked up the box they had been using and fished out the last two inside. Walking over to the nest, she lowered herself to her knees. Uszu’s cocks were still fully erect, and he was watching her.

“How about we change positions?” she asked.

“What do you mean?” her Steward replied as she ripped open one of the packets.

“I was just thinking,” Theka said, “would you like to be in charge this time?” she inquired. Carefully she placed it over his top cock and then ripped open the second packet. “Perhaps, you’d like to fuck me from behind?” Theka suggested. She smiled as Uszu’s face appeared to light up at the suggestion.

Once both cocks were safely covered, Theka climbed into the nest on all fours and stuck her backside out, facing the middle of the room. With her knees sinking into the softness of the nest, her back arched as she pressed her enormous breasts and torso into the nest, her pussy and ass were perfectly at the right height. Rolling out of the nest with surprising speed and eagerness, Theka watched as Uszu enthusiastically took hold of his Matriarch’s ample butt, found both openings, and, with renewed vigour, began to fuck Theka with what remained of his stamina.

*****

“John,” Mizta called out, “you will be glad to know the computer has finally finished analysing your genome,” she stood up from her desk and approached the quarantine shield. It had been an hour since Milsi had left Medical, and Mizta was pleased to see John was missing her. He paused the recording before him and looked up as she approached.

“I can finally leave?” he asked, smiling at her when they made eye contact.

“Once I have done all of the required treatments, yes,” Mizta smiled as she finished.

“Finally,” John said with a huge sigh of relief, “I thought spending twenty-odd years alone in space was hard, but this,” he said and gestured to the area inside the quarantine shield, “is unbearable,” John rolled his shoulders back as he looked up at Mizta again.

“The Captain will want to see you when I am finished, and then we can go get you some food,” Mizta said, and for the first time since he woke up, John’s stomach grumbled.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t been hungry since I woke up,” he said, confused with the current situation.

“The liquid you drank when you first woke up was food,” Mizta answered as she turned around and headed to a nearby door. She placed her hand on a palm reader, and the door opened after the device beeped a couple of times. Stepping to one side, Mizta watched as a large, white piece of machinery appeared.

“What’s that?” John asked.

“Its name does not translate into your language,” Mizta replied, “however, once it has finished its assigned tasks, I will be ready to start your treatments,” as she finished, Mizta started to use a keyboard.

The machine powered up, and once it finished its assigned task, Mizta retrieved something inside a hidden compartment and pressed a button. With another hiss, the white machine retracted back into the wall, and the doors closed behind it. John watched as she walked over to where he was standing.

“You will need to be naked for this, so deactivate your Nanosuit and then lie down on the bed,” Mizta ordered and then watched as John pressed the button on his collar. The collar’s reservoir emitted a bright neon blue light, and then the Nanos retreated, travelling up his body and into the collar. Climbing up onto the bed, John looked over to where Mizta was standing.

“What now?” he asked. John watched as Mizta pressed a button on her collar, and her face lit up as Nanos swarmed over her head. When the neon blue light stopped, it looked like nothing had happened to John. She noted a confused expression on his face.

“I activated the sterile environment setting on my collar,” she said, tapping her face with a claw. John had not realised that the Nanos had created a transparent, airtight layer around her head. Mizta turned her head to the right, and he saw that a cylinder or something similar was attached just above her collar, at the back of her head. “This will let me breathe while I work inside the quarantine shield,” she said, smiling at John.

“I have a funny feeling that I’ll be spending most of my time aboard this ship going over all of the advanced technology you have,” he said as John watched Mizta walk up to the shield and then place her right hand against it.

What appeared to be a palm scanner formed around her hand, which then scanned her palm. The scanner emitted a series of beeps, and then a Mitza-sized airlock formed inside the quarantine shield. Stepping through the quarantine shield and into the airlock, it sealed itself behind her. John watched as the green gas from before filled the airlock, and then once it had dissipated, Mizta opened it.

“When the work is completed, you will finally be able to leave,” Mizta said with a smile. She could see that John was unsure about having her so close. “There is no need to worry, John,” she said and smiled again, making sure to keep eye contact, “I will put you to sleep, and when you awake, you will be laying on one of the normal medical beds,” Mizta held his right hand.

“Let’s get this done,” John replied as he squeezed Mizta’s hand.