Ace Mcmann: Space Hero
Copyright© 2026 by Phillip Marks
Episode 2: The Princess Cumeth
Science Fiction Sex Story: Episode 2: The Princess Cumeth - A third-rate astronaut is frozen in space and time, only to wake up in a different reality. He and the crew of the Solar Temptress embark upon a series of adventures, all without violating any copyrights.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Fiction Humor Science Fiction Aliens Space Anal Sex Facial
by Chris Lundgren
Prologue
Commander Voss stood at attention in the secondary landing bay of the Imperium Base orbiting Laytaric-8. Sub-Commander Thal was behind him and to his right, also at attention. On each side of the two officers was a row of soldiers, their black armor polished and shimmering in the harsh light of the landing bay.
In front of the gathered military personnel a large shuttle, also jet black, entered the landing bay. A complex series of force screens and landing tractors allowed the shuttle to softly land without depressurizing the bay. Voss gulped as the ramp of the shuttle opened.
The first two people off were heavily armed guards. They were wearing the same black armor as the Imperium soldiers but red symbols noted their status as members of the elite Imperium Guard. The focused click of five inch high heels and a pair of long, shapely legs were the first part of their VIP visitor Voss saw.
The woman that disembarked was sultry with a mane of thick raven hair and deep green eyes that seemed to flash with jade. Her skin was smooth with a hint of mahogany color. Her body had a graceful shape, with a narrow waist and an ample bosom that her clothing showed off.
She was wearing a long cloak of silvery satin with a heavy decorative clasp around her neck and a matching dress of sterling sequins. Her outfit showed as much skin as possible with a plunging neckline, side slits that ran all the way up to her waist, almost in a traditional Qipao style, and a fit that hugged every curve and let an astute observer see her nipples.
The woman seemed to have a slight smear of what might be some sort of bodily fluid on her chin.
Voss and Thal dropped to one knee. The soldiers remained at attention.
“Rise,” commanded the woman sharply.
“It is an honor to receive you Imperial Princess Cosmica,” said Commander Voss.
A large man followed the princess down the ramp. He had closely cropped hair and a fine build. He wore a military uniform similar to that of Voss, though it was a darker blue and he had a cluster of decorations. A shorter alien wearing with greenish skin and pointed ears followed further behind. Voss recognized this person as First Minister Zek one of the Princesses’ chief advisors.
“It disturbs us that you are receiving us in the secondary landing bay,” said the Princess.
“Of course your Imperial Highness. As I reported there was a prisoner escape a short time ago and the primary bay was damaged. We have been expediting repairs but –”
“But you were unable to complete them in time to receive the sole heir to the throne of the Imperium. A pathetic showing Commander Voss.”
“I deeply apologize your Imperial Highness,” said Commander Voss.
“So we should not have you executed for your failure?” asked the Princess nonchalantly.
Voss swallowed hard again. “Her Imperial Majesty can act as she sees fit.”
Cosmica snorted. “Bravery Commander? Bravery is something we see so little of in our Imperium.” The Princess started to walk between the two rows of soldiers, the uniformed man walked behind her as did Zek. Commander Voss took a place at her side and Thal followed him.
“So tell us of this prisoner breakout Commander,” demanded Cosmica.
“We had just taken aboard a derelict spacecraft your Imperial Highness. We still have it for your review if you wish. There was one alien human aboard. He had a severe reaction to the UNIT injection we gave him.”
The Princess stopped. “What type of reaction?”
“His genitalia grew far more pronounced. We do have a trideo record of the incident for you to review your Highness.”
The Princess pondered that for a moment. “Yes, make that trideo available immediately Commander.”
“I will take you and –”
“Commander Boarnar,” responded the Princess nodding to the bulky officer behind her. “I believe you already know First Minister Zek.”
Cosmica put her hand on her chin and seemed surprised when her fingers came away wet. She pulled her hand away and looked at her fingers. She smiled wryly and licked them off greedily. “I guess I missed some.”
Commander Voss glanced back at Thal, who frowned nervously. They had both heard that Princess Cosmica was a woman of unbridled sexual passion and virtually no sense of shame. She was known to engage in sexual antics on a whim during open court.
“So tell us more of this alien human that did so much damage to our base,” continued the Princess.
“Of course your Highness,” said Voss. “We did not have much of a chance to examine him but he called himself Ace McMann. He escaped with the aid of a rogue medical robot and a Gladarian warrior woman who had deserted a mercenary group.”
“Yes, of course,” said Cosmica. “We are sure these rogues are a threat to the entire galaxy. Do you have your personnel ready as we ordered Commander.”
“Yes, your Imperial Highness!” Commander Voss lead the Princess to a trio of soldiers standing at attention off to one side. Two men and one shapely blonde woman. The Princess examined them.
“Gentleman, drop your pants!” barked Voss. The two men did so.
Cosmica continued to examine the two men, grabbing their cocks in turn. “These men will be acceptable for our evening stay.” She brought her face close to the blonde woman and suddenly kissed her. The woman responded well to the princess, returning her kiss and involuntarily the two women grasped each other’s waists. “This one will be acceptable as well Commander.”
“Very good your Imperial Highness,” said Commander Voss.
“We will review the footage of this Ace McMann reacting to the UNIT injection now,” commanded the Princess.
“Yes, your Imperial Highness. This way please.” The Princess followed.
Imperial Princess Cosmica ordered Imperium forces in the sector placed on high alert after reviewing the footage of Ace McMann and his escape. Their orders were simple: capture Ace McMann.
Part 1: Trans-Luminal Flight
“Oh my, Ace! That feels so good,” moaned PIPER. I looked down at the cyborg woman as she played with her tits, a look of growing pleasure on her face. She was on her back, her legs spread wide. I was over her completely naked, six inches of my manhood buried in her leaking pussy.
“Oh it does,” I moaned. I pumped her at a steady pace. I could tell from the sheen of sweat on her body that she was enjoying herself. I could tell from the rich white goo covering my dick that PIPER had cum at least once. I could tell from the sounds coming from the crew quarters that Zayna and Oozmara were getting to know each other as well.
The Solar Temptress was in trans-luminal flight, the strange reality that turned the years of travel between worlds into a handful of hours or days. There was actually very little to do. We could have played cards, watched a trideo movie, napped, or any other mundane tasks. The ladies and I had come up with a much better way to pass the time; it was fun and really improved morale.
I moved my hands down PIPER’s legs, grabbing her ankles and holding them near her high heels, pulling them straight apart. She gasped as I started to pump harder. Her hands moved from her erect nipples to my chest. I glanced down as I clenched my teeth and felt my own sexual energy rise. PIPER’s pussy juices were flowing even more.
“Oh Ace! Oh Ace! My sensors ... ahhh ... I’m going to cum!”
“Uhhh,” I grunted as I pierced PIPER’s honey hole deeper and harder.
I could feel her body start to shake. I released her legs and fell atop her, into her waiting arms. She instantly wrapped her arms and legs around me. My hands grasped the sides of her head. We kissed a moment later.
It was a deep kiss but not very long – she had an ORGASM a moment later, which for PIPER was more of a sensor overload than a completely natural process and I gazed at her, smiling as her beautiful face contorted in passion. PIPER’s whole body reacted, shuddering with pleasure. I could feel the heat radiating from her, even the metallic parts.
We kissed again, a slow passionate exploration designed to calm her. I was still inside her. “Oh Ace,” she moaned.
“Yes, beautiful lady?” I asked softly.
“I want you to cum in my mouth,” said PIPER.
I smiled and pulled away. PIPER swung herself off the bed and onto her knees. I stood over her, putting one hand on the back of her head in her red hair and the other on my hip. The girl didn’t hesitate; she immediately started to lick my cock, lapping up her own juices. Once my dick was properly spit polished PIPER started sucking it. I moved my hips a bit to help her.
“Ahhh ... PIPER! Ahhh...”
My body shuddered as I came, blowing multiple streams of heavy, milky semen into PIPER’s eager mouth. She gagged a bit as one blast hit the back of her throat but she took the rest, wrapping her lips around the tender flesh at the tip of my cock. Slowly, I pulled my dick out and a long ropy stringer of semen appeared. PIPER slurped it in like a piece of spaghetti and swallowed a moment later, proudly wagging her tongue before rising in front of me.
“All gone Ace,” she said proudly. “This operation is complete.”
“Not quite PIPER,” I said grinning.
She squealed happily and partially in surprise as I picked her up and flopped into the bed with her. I pulled her close and wrapped an arm around her, kissing her on the forehead as she curled up next to me.
“You are so sweet Ace,” said PIPER softly.
I kissed her softly again. “I’m just taking care of all my crew mates,” I said.
We dozed off for a bit, recovering our strength.
Meanwhile, a bulkhead away, Zayna and Oozmara were sitting on one of the smaller crew beds, very close and completely naked. They gently massaged each other, alighting their passion with soft caresses and touches.
“Your hands are so strong Zayna,” said Oozmara softly.
“And you are so smooth Oozmara,” responded Zayna. The slimewisp smiled softly.
Zayna kissed her. Oozmara accepted the embrace and immediately sent her tongue into Zayna’s mouth. Zayna pulled away in surprise a moment later as Oozmara looked down quickly smiling sheepishly.
“Your tongue?” asked Zayna.
“I can make it longer if I want to.”
“Oh my,” said Zayna. “I knew we made a good choice bringing you on board Oozmara.”
The two women started kissing again. Zayna took the lead and Oozmara elongated her tongue. The girls explored and tasted each other for a long time as their hands continued on separate missions, seeking out areas of delicate softness.
They kissed for a long time and then brought their foreheads together. Zayna glanced down her arm and smiled – Oozmara had enmeshed their fingers together. They met each other’s gaze as Oozmara’ free hand found the soggy area between Zayna’s legs, gently running a finger along the wet opening. Zayna gasped a bit as Oozmara kissed her lightly again.
The warrior woman shuddered a bit. “That feels so good.”
Oozmara smiled. “It does. On my world females rarely do this with each other – it’s really enjoyable.”
Oozmara’s second hand found Zayna’s tits a moment later, gently massaging them, flicking the nipples. She kept on running a finger along Zayna’s pussy, parting the folds and reaching a bit deeper. The two women continued to kiss softly and lightly.
Zayna moaned. “You are so cool to the touch baby...”
“I am,” said Oozmara, “but I’ll get warmer.”
She eased Zayna backward until she was laying on the bed. Zayna spread her legs wide. Her pussy glittered in the soft light of the crew quarters, it’s dampness flashing like Zayna’s cyan eyes. Oozmara ran her fingers along the folds of Zayna’s pussy and smiled as she heard her lover groan.
A moment later she took a long slow taste of Zayna, running her tongue along the slit and sampling the interior juices of the warrior woman. Zayna moaned before bringing a finger up to her mouth and biting it, allowing her eyelids to flutter and then close.
Oozmara didn’t stop. She dove into Zayna’s pussy, pulling the exquisite folds of skin apart and revealing it’s rich pink interior. She pushed her tongue into Zayna’s interior deeply, using her unique shape-changing ability to great effectiveness. Zayna’s pussy responded by pumping out delectable juices. Oozmara slurped them up greedily.
Zayna’s body shuddered slightly as sensation hammered her pleasure centers. Then suddenly Zayna stopped her lover and smiled at her.
Oozmara was puzzled.
“Do you know what a ‘69’ is baby?” asked Zayna.
“No,” said Oozmara.
Zayna rose, still smiling. “Let me explain it to you.”
A moment later Zayna was still on her back and her pussy was still throbbing with sexual energy but Oozmara was straddling her face and with an eager smile, lowered her pussy down to Zayna.
Zayna wrapped her hands around Oozmara’s legs and went to work, burying her mouth and chin in her lovers gash. She started to assail the pussy with a campaign of intense licking, sometimes sucking on the delicate flesh of the slimewisp. She even nibbled on the silky flesh occasionally.
Oozmara tossed her head back and issued a loud moan as her body accepted this new sensation and reacted to it. She felt her temperature going up, almost as if she was gaining heat from Zayna. A wave of pleasure exploded inside her and she grabbed her own ample tits. She felt Zayna’s hand on her back, slightly pushing her forward.
Oozmara allowed herself to tumble forward, once again embracing Zayna’s still wet pussy. She delved into the warm rose colored flesh again and it came alight, almost as if it was longing for attention.
The two women throbbed with sexual energy together as they delved into each other’s hidden areas. The skin on skin contact, the shared and thorough feeling of each other’s body heightened the sensation of pleasure that built within each of them. The women started to reach the height of sexual pleasure differently but at the same time.
Zayna and Oozmara came together, trembling and shaking as one. Sexual energy, more like an ongoing rumble of thunder than a flash of lightning engulfed them. They both embraced the feeling which drained away only slowly, leaving both women smiling and thoroughly exhausted.
Oozmara rolled off of Zayna but her lover didn’t let her go, instead they embraced and cuddled together, enjoying each other’s presence. Zayna pulled a blanket over them and they softly kissed each other until finally dozing off like another pair of lovers nearby.
I awoke when the intercom of the Solar Temptress crackled to life. “Hey! Hey! White people! Wake the hell up!” It was OG-91.
I stretched and hit the intercom button as PIPER shifted her position and awoke. “Ace here OG, what’s up?”
“If you all be done fucking somebody needs to get up here. We’re approaching the planet.”
“Got it. I’m on my way,” I said.
I ran into Zayna strapping on her armor and Oozmara trotting up to the cockpit totally naked. The slimewisp still seemed to struggle with the concept of clothing. I just shrugged. It was okay on the ship – nobody cared – but sometimes caused problems on the planets we visited.
I sat in the pilot’s chair as the Solar Temptress zipped out of trans-luminal flight and the stars reappeared near the planet Ollorus. Zayna joined me a moment later and Oozmara was behind us, smiling. Planetary Control identified us via our newly working beacon and we were cleared to land on Pad 118.
PIPER joined us as we touched down.
“Okay,” began Zayna. “What’s the plan?”
“This is Ollorus?” asked Oozmara.
“Yeah, Oozmara,” I responded. She frowned. The planet Ollorus was dry and hot, covered mostly with thin scrub and rocky badlands. It was home to the reptilian Griloks. Our contact here was a Grilok named Raynnk. Dry and hot didn’t work well for poor Oozmara, who came from a swampy world. “You and OG stay with the ship.”
“I’ll pump up the air conditioning,” said Oozmara, smiling.
“We should go see Raynnk and get out payoff right away,” said Zayna.
“I agree,” added PIPER. “If he does not have additional work we should move on quickly.”
“Right,” said Zayna.
“Agreed,” I said. The last few weeks of running various smuggling operations had taught me, and the rest of the crew, that we shouldn’t stay too long in one place. Our last run had been a cargo of eovloss spiced cigarellos. I wasn’t sure what they actually were but I had kept a box of twelve for myself; they had a nice taste and an even better kick.
“We should be careful. I have a bad feeling about this. Let’s get our money and get out of here,” continued Zayna. “Especially you Ace.” We got up to leave.
“I’m always careful baby-girl,” I said to Zayna, swatting her ass playfully.
She giggled after a slight yelp.
“I am nervous as well,” added PIPER. “We need Ace around.” She gave me a quick kiss.
“Okay, okay ladies,” I said. “Zayna and I will go and get our payment. PIPER, you patrol the landing area and keep an eye out for any problems and take one of our pistols with you. Oozmara, you and OG stand by as well and be ready if there are any problems.”
“Agreed,” said Zayna. She took her sword and a heavy particle beam pistol. I had my regular gun and PIPER took a pistol as well, hiding it under her cloak.
I wasn’t sure why the girls were so nervous.
Once on the landing pad Zayna and I headed into town, passing the usual collection of street vendors, automatic cargo haulers, and citizens going about their business. The buildings in the large spaceport were squat constructions of brown colored stone mostly one or two floors. In the distance, rising above the roof tops the massive gray crags of the Gatamack Pinnacles dominated the skyline. Two of the moons of Ollorus were out as well, partially visible in the sky, adding more majesty to the landscape.
PIPER stayed near the landing pad, slowly walking around and keeping her eyes peeled. Nearby a plain looking shuttle craft landed with a slight whoosh. Zayna and I made our way deeper into the spaceport, heading toward the large house of Raynnk, our contact here. Our latest run had been good. There was nothing inherently illegal about eovloss spiced cigarellos. They just had a substantial import duty attached to them and, like any businessman, Raynnk didn’t want to pay it. That’s where our services came in.
Things had been going good for us over the last few weeks. We had some success, had gotten good paydays, and had managed to keep the ship supplied and buy some extras. The ladies had gotten some treats for themselves, Zayna had bought some more weapons, OG was happy with a steady supply of cigarettes, and PIPER had bought a medpack for the ship. We had even gotten a skin-tight jumpsuit and some thigh-high boots for Oozmara – she just didn’t see a point to wearing the stuff.
“Ah, it’s Ace McMann and the lady Zayna,” growled Raynnk, in the raspy reptilian voice he had. “Welcome back. I received word of your successful delivery from my client. Well done.”
Raynnk had met us just inside the door of his substantial home and business office. One of his personal guards, dressed in some sort of dura-plate armor, was behind him. I stepped forward, smiling. Zayna stayed behind me. She was smiling as well but her trained eyes were sharp and one of her hands was on the hilt of her vibro-blade sword.
“Nice to see you Raynnk,” I said, slowly reaching into my leather jacket and pulling out a small datapad. Raynnk did likewise.
We each tapped a code into our respective devices, linking them. I watched as a certain amount of credits were transferred into our account from Raynnk. The full amount was received.
“Great working with you Raynnk,” I said happily.
“Indeed,” he responded. “You and your crew have proven most capable. If you are ever on Ollorus again look me up. I may have more work for you.”
“So nothing now?” asked Zayna, a bit cautiously.
“Unfortunately no lady Zayna,” rasped Raynnk.
“We’ll be seeing you then.” I nodded to the lizard and he returned the gesture.
Zayna and I left, stepping back into the warm street. On the other side of the spaceport another trade ship roared into orbit. Neither one of us noticed the grilok in the sand colored robes and hood that had been tailing us. He started to talk quickly and quietly into a headset.
“So be it,” said Zayna quickly. “Lets get back to the ship and get out of here Ace.”
“Hold on girl,” I said. “I’m going to head to the Galactic Drift, have a couple drinks, smoke a cigarello, and watch some shock boxing. I haven’t been to a decent sports bar for a long time.”
“Ace, we all agreed to get out of here. I have a bad feeling about this place today. We all did.”
“Oozmara was okay with things,” I said.
“Oozmara is an idiot. She’s sweet, fun, and hot but she’s an idiot,” shot back Zayna.
“That’s mean spirited,” I countered. “Everything will be fine.”
“Ace, you can watch shock boxing on the trideo feed on the Solar Temptress.”
“Yeah, I could, like before, but sometimes a guy just wants to watch a fight with other guys. It’s a dude thing. You head back to the ship. I’ll be there in a bit.”
“Ace!” pleaded Zayna.
“Two drinks, one cigarello, some shock boxing, and I’ll be back at the ship.”
Zayna stomped one of her heels on the ground in frustration as I left, headed toward a local watering hole named the Galactic Drift. She sighed and cut around a block, not intercepting me but watching the front of the canti– the front of the bar ... damn copyright almost got us again! I would never make it to the Galactic Drift.
I was stopped by a friendly looking Grilok in a brown robe and a hood. “Hello,” he rumbled, in the rough voice common to his people. “You must be the famous Ace McMann.”
I smiled. “That would be me.”
“I have heard great things about you, your skill in the cockpit, your bravery, and more.”
“I try,” I said proudly. “You know friend, I’m just headed to the Galactic Drift here. I’ll let you buy me a drink and I’ll tell you all the stories you want to hear.”
“That would be great,” said the Grilok.
“Our way would be better,” said a voice from behind me. I turned and saw an entire squad of back armored Imperium soldiers, rifles at ready. They were lead by a mean looking officer, also wearing armor.
“Oh shit!” I said.
“Ace McMann, you are wanted for crimes against the Imperium.”
“You got the wrong guy. I’m just a pilot. I got a ship, with a crew ... a hot crew and you know ... I need to get back to them right away.”
“You are a renegade, you’ve damaged Imperium property, assaulted it’s officers and soldiers, and you have murdered some of them. You are a criminal Ace McMann and you will be coming with us.”
“Murder? Com’n man. You mean the guys on the space station? I didn’t know the guns would fire. It was a mistake.”
“So you are admitting that you are the criminal Ace McMann,” shot back the officer.
“No!” I said. “I ... that wasn’t me, it was a different guy named Ace. I ... you know, I read about it online and kind of just mentioned it here.”
Suddenly the Grilok placed a device on my arm. I felt slight pressure and a drug started coursing through my veins.
“Not this shit again,” I managed to croak out before collapsing onto the ground.
Zayna watched from about a block away. The soldiers picked Ace up and carried him off. The officer gave a credit stick to the Grilok and they separated. She ran her hand through her turquoise hair and tried to formulate a plan. The Imperium soldiers would take Ace to a spacecraft and get him off planet as quickly as possible, they did not have a base here; the Imperium’s hold on Ollorus was tenuous at best. She saw the brown robed Grilok dart away from the area, heading between two buildings.
She took off after the rogue Grilok, rapidly closing the distance between them. He headed deeper into the residential area of the spaceport, away from the docks and warehouses. Zayna finally caught him hear a large housing complex.
The warrior woman moved quickly, slamming the alien against a stone wall before whirling him around, the point of her drawn sword at his chest. “What are those Imperium dogs doing with my friend? Speak quickly!”
“I ... I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“I saw you turn him in! His name is Ace McMann!”
“There ... there was just a bounty-”
Zayna pressed the point of her blade against his chest. The sword made a slight hum as she activated the vibroblade function of the weapon with a flick of her thumb. “That’s not the way the Imperium does things,” Zayna hissed.
“Don’t kill me,” stammered the Grilok.
“Talk,” demanded Zayna.
“The Imperium ... they have a warship in hiding ... it’s behind Zass-”
“The largest moon?”
“Yes, that one,” said the Grilok. “It is the Midnight Blossom.”
Zayna’s eyes went wide. “Imperial Princess Cosmica’s personal ship?”
“Yes, that one. They issued a bounty for your friend.”
“Why would Princess Cosmica want Ace?”
“I don’t know. That’s all I have. Let me go.”
Zayna released the Grilok and sheathed her blade. The alien scampered off. She headed back to the Solar Temptress as quickly as she could.
Part 2: The Midnight Blossom
“I do not understand. Why would the sole heir to the throne of the Imperium want Ace? This event does not make sense,” said PIPER. The crew of the Solar Temptress was in the crew lounge discussing the recent events on Ollorus.
“I saw the Imperium troops carry him away and that is what the Grilok told me,” said Zayna.
“I don’t know much about the Imperium but we need to get Ace back. He’s our boy,” said Oozmara.
“I agree,” said Zayna. “The problem is that there are only three of us-”
“I”m right fucking here!” barked OG-91.
“Sorry OG,” said Zayna.
“The Midnight Blossom is a Zeltor-class battle cruiser. It has a crew compliment of 680 officers and men. The vessel can carry up to a battalion of troops and will be equipped with fast interceptor craft. It has enough firepower to act as the center of a battle fleet and will also carry Princess Cosmica’s personal guard,” said PIPER.
“And there are four of us,” commented Zayna, looking at OG.
“Damn right,” said the repair robot.
“Do we just fly into their landing bay,” asked Oozmara.
“We cannot. It will be protected by a force screen or simply closed,” said PIPER. “We will have to use one of the docking ports on the ship. We can clamp on but we will have to override the computer on the Midnight Blossom to enter the ship.” the women all looked at OG-91.
“Oh! Oh! Now I see how it works!” said OG. “Nobody cares about old OG until you white women need a brother for something!”
“Can you override the computer on a Zeltor-class ship?”
“Hell yeah!” said OG.
Zayna took a deep breath. “Okay. Lets go get our boy. Oozmara, get some clothes on and get a weapon. PIPER, you’ll stay with the Solar Temptress. It will take us a bit to get to the moon. Their shuttles are faster than we are – Ace is going to be on his own for a bit.”
A few moments later the engines of the Temptress fired up.
My head was swimming as I woke up. I blinked hard. My vision was blurry at first and then it got better. I was sitting in a chair in an anemic examination or interrogation room. I saw a short alien being with green skin and long elf-like ears was standing nearby. He was wearing a blue Imperium uniform and a short cloak. Behind him was a row of Imperium soldiers, looking menacing in their black armor.
“Awww man,” I groaned.
“Welcome to the waking world Ace McMann. You are onboard the Imperium warship Midnight Blossom. You are a prisoner.”
“Who are you?” I asked. My weapon was gone.
“My name is Zek. I am First Minister to Imperial Princess Cosmica.”
I coughed and looked around. “Who ... who would name a warship Midnight Blossom? That just sounds stupid.”
Zek sighed. “The Princess named the vessel. This is her personal flagship.”
“Why am I here?”
“The Princess commanded that you be brought before her.”
“Wha-”
“Before you ask,” interrupted Zek. “The Princess is a woman of unique urges and appetites. She reviewed the footage of your reaction to the UNIT injection earlier and ordered that you be brought to her.”
“Whoa! The dick thing? What the hell is wrong with her? Is she f-ugly? I don’t want anything to do with f-ugly chicks.”
Zek sighed again. “I’m not sure what you mean but think for a moment; throughout the entire history of media has their ever been a ‘space princess’ that was not attractive?”
I thought for a moment. “Well, no I guess.”
“Correct,” said Zek.
“So this Princess chick runs the Imperium?”
“No. She is the heir to the throne currently held by her father Terus the Tyrant.”