Chapter 279

Deep Space

The alien mother ship remained on station roughly a mile from the swarm of rubble that was approximately one thousand miles wide and stretched over several times that distance in length. Although the rubble seemed dense to Ann when she had her first magnified, end-on view of them, that was not the case once she was nearer. True, there were areas where the rubble was dense enough to make maneuvering difficult, but most of the belt was open space. The alien ship had matched velocities with the swarm near one of the denser areas, and Ann took advantage of that as she slowly maneuvered her scout until she could watch the area of the ship where the smaller craft launched. She had no idea whether the alien ship had the ability to detect her craft while it was in full stealth mode, but should it be able to, she hoped the background clutter might help to prevent discovery.

On one of her screens, the much-magnified view of the alien mother ship showed a suddenly widening lighted area as the big doors opened to accept one of the returning smaller craft. As soon as it disappeared inside, another left through the same opening, its brilliant marker strobes flashing. Her AI could have easily locked onto the small vessel with active sensors and thus could have followed from a much greater distance, but using only passive sensors meant it was necessary for her to keep the small craft in sight. Setting out to follow the alien, she pushed her maneuvering thrusters to maximum, but the lights of the other vessel quickly drew away.

Frustrated, Ann waited as long as she dared before bringing the inertialess drive online. Her body tense, the sixteen-year-old almost held her breath, but after several minutes with no hue and cry going out that she could detect, she allowed herself to relax a little. Later, the alien began slowing and so did Ann. Snuggled to a giant boulder, she watched as the scene unfolded in the distance. The chunk of moon the alien craft had stopped near – a roughly five miles in length ovoid – showed an intensely lighted area. Other brilliant, but smaller light sources dotted the chunk of moon, and there were still other, much smaller points of light moving about the surface. At this distance, even with the screen's magnification at maximum, she couldn't tell if the smaller light sources were space-suited aliens moving about or some type of mobile equipment.

After another quarter hour had passed, she watched some type of container move from the asteroid to the vessel. Eventually, the small craft backed away from the mining (she had decided to call it that) and accelerated away with Ann following.

Twice more, the alien stopped at mining operations on larger chucks of the destroyed moon, or planetoid, or whatever created this asteroid belt. It took on a container or two, then proceeded on its course. Not depending entirely on her stealth suite to conceal her presence, Ann stopped at a point where she could observe under maximum magnification, all the while huddling near a large boulder in hopes that the outline of her ship would merge with that of the background should the aliens look in her direction with their optics or other sensors.

Deep Space, The Alien Vessel

The Captain, intending to blame the Chief Engineer if anything went wrong, put him in charge of locating, separating and bringing the various metals and elements back to the mother ship. As the reports came in, it didn't take the engineer long to realize that he would soon have all the materials necessary to enable the converter to manufacture the desired parts for building the warp coils. It was as if providence had finally smiled on them. Not only had they found the necessary metals and elements, but they had found an abundance of them.

Some of their find would have to undergo a more detailed final refining process than they were able to complete in the belt, but the process of retrieving and refining needed materials that they were employing had been used time and again in the past. The aliens' methods and equipment had long since become standardized and highly efficient. It was just a matter of time before they would have everything the converter would need to build the parts for the coils – everything and then some.

Since the asteroid belt was such a rich find, the Captain had told the engineer to bring on board all the rare metals that he could get without spending undue time doing it. They could always sell them when they got home. Suddenly, the Captain wasn't in as much of a hurry to get to the planet as he had once been. The cargo holds had plenty of room for rare metals. Their sale would be pocket change compared to what he would receive for discovering a new planet of slaves, but still, this asteroid belt would make him even richer. He would stake a claim to it also.

Tired of having nothing to do, the Captain retired to his quarters to continue his "research" into this thing the Earthlings called porn.

The Retreat, Late Afternoon

Diana and Susan walked into Dave and Evie's apartment to find Evie and Jeff folding up the plastic sheet the three had been using to protect the carpet. Dave was in the process of putting the tools by the door in readiness for work tomorrow.

"Where did you put this one?" the Clan Queen asked, referring to the Henson's personal gun safe.

"In the hallway between our living room and the master bedroom," Evie answered. "Check it out."

Obligingly, Diana and Susan walked down the hall with Dave and Evie following; neither Susan nor Diana could find any indication of the gun safe. Evie pressed a spot, and a door sprang open revealing the safe.

"I still have to tie the AI into each of the safes, and that's going to take longer than the installations. But, in the end, we'll have the pulse rifles ready to hand, and they'll still be safe from outsiders."

"I'm convinced," Diana said as she watched Dave close the door.

Jeff had finished folding the plastic and had put it with the tools.

"You ready, Husband?" Diana asked.

"Uh, yeah. I suppose so."

Diana turned to Evie. "I left Nat, Nicki and Whitney in charge of finishing up supper. Actually, they volunteered, but would you check on them for me, please? Susan and I need to talk to Jeff about some things. Laura, Arlene, Susan, Jeff and I will eat on the Ship."

"Something serious?" Evie asked as she searched Diana's face for a clue.

The Clan Queen smiled back at her. "Serious? Yes. Bad? No. I'll tell you about it tomorrow."

Jeff and his women left the apartment. As the door closed behind them, Evie turned to her husband. "Do you suppose..."

Dave grabbed her and slung her over his shoulder. "If she had wanted you to know, she would have told you," he said with a chuckle.

"Doggonit, Dave, put me down," Evie managed to get out, but she was lying across his shoulder with most of her weight on her belly. It wasn't exactly a positive position from which to launch an argument. "I need to go check on supper," she whined.

"Linda. Kim," Dave bellowed.

The two young women popped out of the living room showing big grins. "Starting early are we?" Kim asked.

"No..." Evie tried to insert.

But Dave's voice overrode Evie's. "She and I have something to do. She's been wiggling that tight little tush of hers in my face all day. I've had a hard-on for hours. It's payback time. But Diana said that she left Nat, Nicki and Whitney in charge of finishing up supper, and wanted Evie to check on them. So would you ladies go see if you can help while Evie and I discuss her motives for teasing me all day?"

"Only if we get to be part of that 'discussion' later tonight," Linda answered with a giggle.

Dave paused at the bedroom doorway, "It's a date, Ladies." With a wink, he went on in, kicking the door closed behind them.

"Hon, I really need to go help ... eeep," Evie finished as Dave tossed her onto the bed.

In seconds, he had gotten rid of his shoes and pants while preventing her from "getting away." Both were laughing, but Evie knew she was going to have to pay up for teasing him – which had been her intention for the teasing, anyway. She managed to wiggle loose and almost made it to the door before he grabbed her again. This time, he managed to get her top off and her bra undone. She had worn one to keep her boobs from bouncing around while they were working.

"You know I need to take care of some of that milk," he said, throwing the bra behind him, passion coloring his voice as he picked her up and tossed her on the bed again, his eyes focused on her bouncing breasts.

She lay on her back, caressing her breasts, squeezing them gently as she smiled at her husband. "They aren't little anymore, are they?"

"Never were," he responded as he rid himself of his shirt and socks.

"Liar," she teased. "They still aren't quite as big as Kim's or Linda's, but they aren't just ornaments anymore. They're producing milk – and a lot of it. Want a taste?"

Now that the volume of her milk had increased, it was either have him nurse her every day or she had to use a breast pump. She would rather he do it – much rather.

"You know I do," he quietly said as he tried to unbuckle her belt.

She impatiently pushed his hands away, and seconds later lay nude, again massaging her breasts, which caused her nipples to seep milk. "I hope you haven't been kidding about how much you like my milk. I'm quite sure it's going to be a permanent thing. My boobs have grown a full cup size since this started, and I don't think they're finished just yet."

As she pulled on her nipples, thin streams of milk sprayed out. Mesmerized, he leaned close to catch a nipple with his mouth, but just before he was close enough, she rolled to her side, scooted off the bed and ran for the bathroom, laughing.

"Babe?" he called after her.

"With all the work we did, I've been sweating all day. You don't think I'm going to let you make love to me without a shower first, do you? If you expect me to suck that thing that's pointing toward the ceiling right now, you better get in here with me."

"You're gonna get your little ass fucked in the shower," he quietly muttered as he pasted a smile on his face and followed his wife, his dick so hard it felt like it would break off if he tried to push it down.

In the shower, a giggling Evie grabbed up a portable nozzle and shot cold water at him. "Yeeoooww," he said as he jumped away from her. She called out her name for the main shower to come on set to the temperature she preferred.

He waited until she had wet her hair, then as she reached for the shampoo, he bent her forward and pushed his cock against her vagina. "You're gonna get a cock up your twat," he warned.

Laughing at him, knowing he wouldn't hurt her, she reached under herself and rubbed the head of his dick through her nether lips. When she was satisfied that his cock was lubricated enough, she centered it and pushed her pussy onto him. With short strokes, he gradually sank to his balls in her.

"Oh, shit," she whined. "If you were one inch longer you would be coming out my mouth."

Laughing, he said, "Tell me something I'll believe."

"Well, you know darn well you bounce my womb around. Sure enough, Baby, go easy, I might want to use that thing one of these days. Well, for something other than a place for your sperm to play. Honestly, Hon, you do not need to grow any more. I couldn't take it."

"You know I won't hurt you," he whispered into her ear as he leaned across her back to take both of her milk-laden breasts in his hands, squeezing gently as he slipped his hands toward her nipples, milking her.

Stifling a giggle, the water pouring down on them, "You're wasting it, Big Boy. The more milk you squirt out in here, the less you get later on. If you want it, that is."

"Oh, I want it all right. And Linda and Kim will want a sip or two when I'm done, as you well know, my little Queen."

Evie braced her hands on one of the built-in seats in the shower wall, and arched her ass up to better receive her husband, thrusting back at him as he set up a teasingly slow rhythm. "Baby, it's amazing how good that feels," she said with a trembling voice just before her first orgasm swept logical thought away.

Dave felt his wife's pussy spasming and milking his cock. Then as her orgasm peaked, her pussy locked down with startling pressure. He paused with his cock buried to his balls until her pussy released him enough to continue his slow thrusting without hurting her.

After a moment, he pushed to the hilt and stopped. "I know that Little One has enhanced us, but how in the world do you manage to squeeze me that hard?"

"Told you before," Evie responded when she had regained the ability to talk. "Diana has coached us through her variation of the Kegel exercises and given all of us one of her tiny dildos to hold inside ourselves to practice with. She says that Little One has also enhanced the pathways in our brains until all of us women can contract our muscles in our vaginas and easily squeeze at will. From our men's reactions, you guys like it, and so do we. Our orgasms are enhanced, and we have more of them. I've practiced so much that the squeezing automatically begins as soon as your cock is inside me." Giving his cock a series of squeezes she continued, "Now are we going to fuck, or talk?"