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5 February 2083

Kuga and Harvey broke down the structure of the blood sample Ken had retrieved. Sabato sent them a detailed video on what to do. They sent the results back to Earth for Sabato to take a look at it. The rat reported back to them with good news.

“Thanks to our research and the sample you sent back,” Sabato said in his message to the Nova, “We’ve been able to crack the code. Our volunteers are currently undergoing a trial that should stop the H. Bac. in its tracks. Like I have said before, we can possibly slow it down, or stop it at a certain point, but we can’t reverse any growth that it has naturally caused. So, you’ll be stuck being a bit bigger than usual.”

“We’re going to let them settle in with the trial for a few days,”the rat continued, “Once we’re confident we’ve cleared their system of the bacteria, we’ll be set to have you return home to us.”

“That’s a relief,” Kuga sighed, “I like you guys, but I don’t want to be stuck out here till the end of days doing trial experiments.”

The message ended and Harvey gave a smirk, “Glad we were useful and didn’t mess up the results.”

“Yeah,” said Ken, “I’d rather not go back down and risk getting close to the Bigigas king again. That was a little too much excitement.”

“The smaller ones have taken well to our presence,” said Diego, “They’ve been receptive to learning about us, and us to them.”

“The sounds they make have been useful in understanding their emotions,” said Kuga, “Their hand gestures seem to act as a means to convey more though, like sign language.”

“Indeed,” said Ken, “We’ve yet to make heads or tails of it. I doubt we have the time to learn more.”

“It will definitely take another mission out here,” Diego stretched his wings and arms, “We should get some rest. We’ll go back down in the morning.”

Rasul accompanied Diego back to their room. Ken and Harvey retreated for bed. Kuga invaded the kitchen. The otter put together a few snacks before heading back up to the bridge. He sat in the copilot's seat and looked out the window as he nibbled on his finds.

“Whatcha got there?” Errol came into the bridge and took a seat in the pilot's chair.

“Biscuits, cricket paste, and gouda,” Kuga set his tray between them.

“Nice,” Errol happily took some, “You know, the views better from the galley?”

“I know,” said Kuga, “But I do my best thinking when there’s a lot going on around me. Helps keep me on track.”

“What’s on your mind?” the weasel asked.

“The future,” the otter sighed, “We only have a few more weeks out here, and not nearly enough time to finish our research.”

“You can always propose an extended mission to the ISA,” said Errol, “I’m sure this won’t be the last time we come out here.”

“I sure hope not,” Kuga stuffed his maw full.

“That sure would be something,” said Errol, “Coming out here, communicating with another lifeform. We may not see it in our lifetime, but I can see us living side by side with them in the distant future.”

“That would be something,” Kuga chuckled, “I think I will propose to the investors to let me lead a team out here. Earth is so boring anyway. I terribly miss my time on Mars. This can be a whole new thing for me.”

“Maybe we both can get what we want,” Errol leaned back in his chair, “I want to go beyond the solar system. Hyperion and me are going to ask. Magnus’s team has been hard at work on making a successful FTL ship. We want to pilot it.”

“There’s so much out there,” said Kuga, “Aren’t you scared?”

“Terrified,” Errol laughed, “But we’ll never know if we don’t go. The unknown will be the greatest journey anyone has ever done.”

The crew turned in for the night. Down in the airlock, Julio was concocting a plan. He managed to cut his way into the wall and found the lever to crank the airlock open. He sniffed out into the open doorway. No one was nearby, so he had to be quick. He squeezed his way out and took action. He found what he needed and returned back to the airlock. He eased on the release and the airlock slid back closed. He held his breath when it closed with a thunk. He replaced the panel he’d taken off hunkered down. No one heard him.

The next morning, the crew geared up. Hyperion readied the Spider for its decent. Rasul went over the map to find their drop zone for the day with Diego and Magnus. Ken, Marc, and Bruno are going down with them. Marc wanted to meet more of the creatures. He knew about rocks, but these creatures were now more interesting for him.

Diego stopped by the airlock to drop off food, “They found a cure. Something you couldn’t do.”

“Good for them,” Julio sneered at him.

“Figured you’d be grateful,” said Diego, “We get to go back to normal, and your research helped. We can go home.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” said Julio, “I’ll just be locked up when we get home. So, I really don’t care anymore.”

Diego closed the airlock and left Julio to his misery. Hyperion released them from the ship and they swept down to their landing location. Bruno and Magnus went out to prepare the drill. Marc and Ken went to collect samples from the ice. Diego followed after them until the drill was ready.

It didn’t take long for the Bigigas to come up to greet them. One of them went right up to Ken. He was the same one from the last time. The wolf laughed as the creature wrapped him up and began grinding on him.

“Guess you’ve got a boyfriend,” Diego laughed.

“So, what’s the plan?” Magnus asked as more of the creatures came up out of the hole.

“Do you think we’re disrupting their natural environment?” Bruno asked, “Like, I know we don’t have protocol for this type of thing, but shouldn’t we limit our interactions?”

“I think we’re a bit too far past that,” said Ken, “Upon initial meeting, there’s no going back. Even once we leave, they won’t forget who we are.”

“Funny creatures in hard suits,” said Diego, “We’ll either be a memory or create a new religion.”

“Based on our observations down below, it doesn’t seem like they’re into religion,” said Ken, “They’re more ritual based. They practice celebration and uplifting of one another's bodies rather than a reverence of a greater being.”

“Do you think we should go back down then?” Diego asked, “We can try and learn more.”

“It was very risky going down there,” said Ken, “What if they don’t let us back up this time?”

“What if just one of us goes?” Magnus suggested.

“I would go,” said Ken, “My job required me to go all around the globe and to Mars. I have more interaction with other cultures and practices.”

“So do I,” Marc interjected.

“I know more about biology and environments,” Ken shot back at him.

“I kin tell ye all abou’ their enviro’ment based on the rocks,” Marc crossed his arms.

“That’s the weakest argument,” Diego shook his head, “Are you sure you want to do this Ken?”

“We need to learn as much as we can before we go back home,” said Ken, “I imagine once we get the vaccine worked out, we’ll be ordered home and a new team will be sent out here to further study the Bigigas. I’d rather we be first.”

“So, a moment ago, you’re cautious about going down,” said Bruno, “And now, you’re throwing yourself in.”

“Science is risky,” said Ken, “We can err on the side of caution, or we dive in and take a chance. That’s how the discoveries get made.”

“Maybe we can try and ask them to take you down?” Magnus suggested.

Ken patted the Bigigas that was attached to him and tried to signal to the creature. He patted his hands against himself then pointed down. The creature cocked its head to the side. He hummed at the others and they hummed back in unison. Ken repeated his gesture. The Bigigas let him go and the rest of them chatted together. He came back over and picked up Ken with ease, taking him to the hole.

“Whoa, alright!” Ken laughed.

“Be careful,” said Diego, “And remember, if anything goes wrong, we probably won’t be able to save you.”

The Bigigas put Ken on his shoulders as it slid down into the hole, it was using its feet to take a slow descent, “I know, but we need this. If I can learn at least something more about their culture, we can likely open up a better line of communication.”

Ken felt himself drop when the creature released himself into the water. He sank down with the Bigigas. He swam up and grabbed hold of him. He started to swim down through the complex network of tunnels that went deeper into the planet.

“Ken, we have visual from your helmet,” said Hyperion, “We’ll try to boost the signal so we can stay connected with you as long as possible.”

“We’re going to bounce off the satellites up here to try and keep the signal on,” said Rasul, “You’re a madman for doing this alone.”

“If I knew you were doing this, I would have wanted to come along!” Kuga shouted out.

“I know, I know,” Ken laughed, “My impulses got the best of me. Standby, we’re going in deeper.”

The Bigigas and his crew started swimming in a rotating circle. Ken noticed this last time, but he took a mental note this time to write about it. They started humming out. Ken could feel it vibrate through him as they went in deeper. They swam into the broad cavern they’d been in the last time.

“Ken, your sig… is …rting to break up,” Diego said.

“Roger that,” said Ken.

His Bigigas broke off from his crew and slowed his descent down to the cavern floor. Ken saw that the ground was mostly broken up rock. The stress looked like it was caused by quakes from the push and pull of Jupiter. The Bigigas looked curiously at Ken and up into the cavern where the much larger ones were writhing in their bondage of constant passion.

“I wonder if that’s how we’d end up if we didn’t find the cure,” Ken took note the smaller the Bigigas, the more excluded they were. They seemed to run around in their own packs together. He figured they were the hunter gatherers, and the rest? What did they do?

The Bigigas motioned for Ken to follow him. Ken did as was suggested. He led Ken to a large stone that had carvings in it. Ken saw they were crude drawings. It showed him quite the scene. One depiction showed the largest of the Bigigas being surrounded by the smaller ones. Just as he’d suspected. The smaller ones broke off and showed a scene of them hunting fish and pulling algae.

Then a food offering for the larger beings. Ken noticed there were plenty of pictures of them feeding off one another. Semen, fish, and algae all seemed to be a part of their diets. Ken looked around the diagram a bit more. He saw at the bottom several of them tending to what looked like eggs.

Ken pointed to the depiction. The Bigigas hummed and picked him up. Ken found himself being transported behind the larger Bigigas. Ken gasped as he saw what the Bigigas had to show him. They didn’t get to see it the last time as their focus was entirely somewhere else. There were what appeared to be egg sacs growing out of the mega Bigigas’s back. Inside of the sacs, Ken could see life. There was a team of large Bigigas that were swimming up to collect the cum and bring it back down to rub into the sacs.

“Wow, this is incredible,” said Ken, seemingly talking to himself only now, “It appears the Bigigas are connected to the H.Bac. Like, they started off as the primordial soup, and evolved to feed only on the bacteria to keep their livelihood going. Their semen seems to be a product of reproductive needs and gestation needs. No need for a womb as they’re plenty safe down here in these egg sacs. I wonder if he’s the only one that can supply the means for this reproduction. None of the other ones are in his position. So, it probably explains their need to take care of him more than each other. But if he dies, does one of the others take his place?”

The Bigigas with him hummed in curiosity. He motioned to the egg sacs and then himself. He pointed up and made a rubbing motion. Ken nodded. He seemed to nail it right on the head. Biology wasn’t his strong area, but he understood enough. The Bigigas picked him up again and swam off with him. Ken found it intriguing that he understood what the wolf wanted. This sign of advanced intelligence would definitely make Europa a well protected territory and nothing the investors could do would allow them to destroy this habitat.

The Bigigas swam him up into what looked like a food reserve. It was a large room with a reserve of algae and live fish. The Bigigas motioned to his mouth. Ken nodded in understanding. The Bigigas then lifted him from there and brought him to meet up with his team. All of them surrounded Ken. His friend motioned to himself and the others, and clasped his hands together. He knew they were a team. He then pointed to Ken and made the same motion.

“Oh, I see,” Ken nodded, “You want me to be a part of you.” Ken motioned as he spoke.

The group of them hummed. The Bigigas was pointing to Kens suit, as if trying to explain to them they couldn’t take it from him. They all nodded in agreement as they gathered around Ken and they all started to grind on him. He found himself wrapped in arms, legs, and tentacled as all them pumped their twin cocks along his suited body.

Ken found himself straining against his suit as the Bigigas pack went to work on him. It didn’t take them long to start cumming uncontrollably against him. He was soon engulfed in their semen as his cock throbbed achingly. He was so turned on that he himself started to cum. The gushing wave of his load started to soak into his suit and fur. This went on until Ken heard the beep of his oxygen sensor. He only had an hour left.

Ken did his best to push them off. They all hummed in unison as they pulled back a little. Ken wiped his visor off, he then pointed up. The Bigigas all exchanged looks as if they were confused. Ken did his best to communicate with them. He pointed at his suit, he then tried showing them a facial expression and held his hands to his throat, showing that he could choke.

His friend hummed at the rest of the pack and they all hummed back. They seemed to have come to a consensus that Ken had to leave. He felt himself get picked up, semen floating off of his suit as he was taken back up into the main cavern. One of the other pack members broke off from the group as they swam up into the network of tunnels.

“Ken, we got your signal back,” came Diego’s voice, “Are you alright?”

“I’m good,” said Ken, “Pretty sure I’ve learned quite a bit. I’ll have to show you the video when I get back.”

Ken found himself sliding up the hole with ease. The creatures' tentacles were quite strong and steady, it was almost like riding an elevator. Magnus was there to help him out of the hole. The whole pack came up and hummed together. The one that broke off from the group rejoined them, and he had a gift.

“What’s that?” Diego asked.

“It’s one of their eggs,” Ken held out his hands to receive the gift.

His friend motioned with its hands for Ken to take it. It held its arms round itself, he then motioned to his twin towers and pointed at Ken. It seemed like he was trying to explain the egg needed to be cocooned in semen until it hatches.

“From what I can tell, the smallest of them already seems fully developed when they break free from their eggs,” said Ken, “But, why would they give us one of their own?”

“Maybe they understand that we’re trying to study them,” Bruno suggested, “Like, they want us to experience their lifecycle from start to end?”

“We really can’t take this with us,” said Ken, he held it back out to them, “We can’t.” He shook his head at them.

His friend frowned and held a hand over the egg. He shook his head and pushed it back towards Ken. Ken felt conflicted. The creature then had the pack huddle with him. They all pointed up to the sky then to the Spider. His friend then pointed at his chest and then to Ken. He then clasped his hands together.

“He doesn’t want us to forget them, I think,” said Ken, “And I don’t think he understands that we won’t.”

“We’d have to create an environment for the egg,” said Magnus, “Or can we use cryogenics?”

“I’m not sure cryogenics would do much,” said Ken, “These guys are built for the cold. It probably wouldn’t suspend him from hatching. Which, we don’t even know when that could be.”

Kuga came on over communications, “May not suspend him, but may slow down the hatching period until we can get it back to a proper lab!”

“Are we seriously considering this?” Diego asked, “We can’t bring them back to Earth. The investors wouldn’t allow it.”

“What if they do?” asked Magnus, “They wanted us to collect information and investigate. They wanted samples, and well, this is a sample.”

“He would be subjected to study under their supervision, I won’t allow that,” Ken sighed as he handed off the egg to Diego so he could communicate, his oxygen tank beeped the fifteen minute marker.

Ken had to explain the history of Earth in less than fifteen minutes to creatures that had no clue what conflict is. Ken grabbed a stone and started to carve into the ice. He worked as fast as he could to show off Earth and their ship flying to the planet. He then made a line from Earth to depict the large buildings, the different species, the togetherness.

Ken then started to scratch in the wars. He did his best to depict that Earth had dangers. He then made a big X between the pictures of the war and drew out the egg. He then pointed to the egg and back to Earth and he shook his head. He then pointed at Europa and motioned downwards, indicating the egg had to stay.

The Bigigas started humming back and forth. The story Ken laid out from them seemed less than appetizing for them. His friend motioned toward himself and at them, then pointed at the war picture. Ken shook his head and pointed back at him and pointed at the one that showed togetherness. He then pointed at the ship, the egg, and back to the destruction. He then pointed to Europa, the egg, and then back at the Bigigas.

The Bigigas frowned and nodded in understanding. Ken felt bad for explaining to them that where they were from was dangerous, but needed to. His one minute warning went off. Ken didn’t want to leave like this.

“I need more oxygen,” said Ken, “I can’t leave them like this.”

“On it,” Hyperion came out of the ship with a spare tank.

“The rest of us need to get onboard,” said Diego, “Hyperion, we’ll prepare for takeoff. Stay here with Ken.”

“Oh, uh, yessir!” Hyperion wasn’t prepared for this.

“Hyperion, help me explain more to them,” said Ken.

“Right!” Hyperion picked up another rock.

He and Ken spent the next hour explaining to the creatures how Earth worked. They didn’t seem to understand what violence was. Which Ken found to be a relief. He then tried his best to explain to them that they were friendly and only wanted to learn about what was out there. The Bigigas seemed to understand that much more than anything else he was explaining. Ken then hugged Hyperion, then motioned to them and then back to Hyperion.

They understood love over everything else. Then his friend pointed to the egg, and back down the hole. Ken nodded. He seemed to be thinking for a moment and nodded. The Bigigas pointed to the sky and held his arms up in an X. Ken nodded and pointed toward himself and made the choking motion again and pointed up to the sky.

This part the Bigigas understood. He then hummed at the one that brought the egg. He nodded and took the egg back down the hole to be returned. He looked sad that Ken couldn’t take the gift. He then lit up and pulled a large scale off his body. He winced in pain as blood started to trickle down his body. He then presented it to Ken. Ken took it. Ken looked over to the ship and he nodded for him to follow. They stepped into the hatch and Ken motioned for him to wait there. Him and Hyperion stepped into the disinfection chamber.

After it ran its cycle Ken motioned for Hyperion to leave. Once Hyperion was safe back inside the main ship Ken turned around. He took off his helmet and then peeled off his protected layer from his head. The Bigigas watched him. The whole pack gathered behind them and they all hummed excitedly. Ken started to unbuckle from his suit, stripping himself down until he was fully naked.

“How much air is left in the Spider?” Ken asked.

“We’re good for a little while,” said Hyperion.

“You guys want to join me?” Ken asked, “Show them how diverse we are, but also show them how we get along?”

One of the pack ran off while Ken and the rest of them showed off more accurately how Earth was from behind the plexiglass. He then returned with droves of the other Bigigas. They were all fascinated with them, like watching television for the first time. The creatures of course started to show how they functioned, which they all already knew.

“It’s a beeg ‘ypnotic orgy, eh?” Marc laughed.

“Maybe we should show them we’re not so different,” Magnus suggested.

“Oh yeh? Ye ready te be knelt down b’fore me?” Marc teased.

“I think Ken and I can handle this,” said Magnus.

“Next time, Marc,” Diego laughed as he pushed him out of the bay and back into the ship.

“Here we are again,” Ken chuckled as Magnus took his hands.

“Yeah,” Magnus grinned.

The both of them started with kissing. The raccoon pulled the wolf in tight as they made out. Ken dug his hands into the raccoon’s fur, holding on. Magnus was putting more passion into this than usual. Their time together was on full display, and the love showed. Ken let out a soft whimper when he felt those hands lift against his ass.

Magnus turned him around, putting him on display for their audience. His massive cock throbbed up against the glass as Magnus knelt behind him. He spread his legs out as he felt that tongue press between his cheeks. His hips pushed back to let Magnus really get in. He groaned out as he leaned against the glass.

His friend on the other side of the glass came up and pressed himself up against it. His twin cocks towered Ken's own. He started to grind against the glass as Magnus continued to lick hard into him. Ken blushed, the look the Bigigas gave him was that of a mighty need. Ken pressed his head up against the glass and he did the same.

Magnus pulled himself up to his feet and prodded his swollen rod right up against the dripping wet hole. Ken felt him push into him. The wolf groaned out. Magnus hadn’t had time to get off, so he was much larger than usual. The raccoon took it slow. He was gentle with pushing in. Copious amounts of pre flooded Ken’s hole making the passage easier to navigate into.

The creature in front of them was already cumming up against the glass. Ken blushed. He then yelped out as Magnus slid in. The raccoon closed his eyes tight as he started to pump. Ken groaned out as the pressure already had him cumming. Magnus felt himself sink in deeper, finally hilting into the wolf.

Ken groaned out. He bucked his hips back as his insides ached. He could feel the pulse from the raccoon inside of him. He relaxed best he could. Then he felt him erupt inside of him. Wave after wave of cum shot from Magnus. The raccoon did his best to not pound into the wolf. He felt the pressure leave him after a while. He felt the decreased size as he started to grind against Ken again.

Magnus slid his arms around the wolf. Both of them kissed against each other. Ken slid down to his knees bringing the raccoon with him. Magnus sat there and held onto him until he was done shooting inside of him. He could feel his cum leak out of the wolf and over his balls and legs.

“Sorry about that,” Magnus chuckled.

“This is why masturbating is part of our prescription,” Ken laughed as he tried to regain his composure.

The Bigigas had come down to their level. He held a hand up against the window. Ken put his hand over his. Magnus put his hand over Kens. The Bigigas licked his tongue over the window where Ken’s face was. Ken licked back. He smiled and bowed his head. The whole pack hummed at one another. Ken took this as a signal they learned what they needed. The group of them all slid back beneath the ship and back into the hole. Ken’s friend was last to go with a final bow.

“Hatch is going up,” Hyperion called, “Someone get those two a towel.”

Magnus pulled himself from the wolf, and helped them both back to their feet, “We really need to do this in a bed sometime.”

“Well, my door is always open,” Ken laughed as he was handed a towel by Diego.

“Good lesson,” Diego smirked.

“Yeah,” Magnus grabbed Diego by the balls, “You want one too?”

“Hey!” Diego laughed and pushed him away, “I have a wolverine to stick it in.”

“I can use a break,” Rasul said over the intercom.