Chapter 16

Tia awoke and sighed, enjoying the sensation of gravity after the last few weeks of living, breathing and eating in the null-grav conditions of the crippled Astro-Cruiser. The crew that had met them at the docking station were amazed that the cruiser had arrived at all, especially after seeing the damage it had suffered. The surviving passengers were allowed to enter the station, then the dead bodies that had been stored in one of the cargo holds were removed and taken ... somewhere ... Tia didn’t know where. After that, it was getting the new arrivals fed and bedded down before the interviews began.

She and Tara were assigned a four-bunk unit, so Tia found Wolfgang and moved him into the third bunk, which neither of them used after deciding that, after all they’d been through, being plastered against a sexy bed partner in a single bunk wasn’t all that bad. Plus, there were the usual, expected side benefits and the gravity was light enough so that a friendly body didn’t seem much of a problem.

The space station had a problem, though. With half of their docking platforms taken up by the crippled Astro-Cruiser, it wasn’t long before there were several more cruisers orbiting alongside, each one waiting to unload passengers and cargo. For the time being, no more launches were made at the Bonn Spaceport; the space station personnel were getting too nervous about all the traffic floating around.

A shifting motion beside her let Tia know her Wolf was still with her. He wouldn’t stay long, though. He needed to empty his bladder several times a day – more than anybody she’d ever slept with – not that she paid much attention to things like that, but with Wolfgang, it seemed to be more of a problem. Some time when he was asleep, she decided, she’d run a few tendrils of witch-fire through his veins and nervous system to see if he had any physical problems that might need attending. ‘Not today, though, ‘ she thought as the mattress shifted from the sudden absence of his weight. She lay there, eyes closed as she enjoyed simply being alive, the slow rotation of the space station softly pressing her against the mattress.

Tia sent a mental ‘grunt’ in acknowledgment, then opened her eyes. Immediately she felt depressed as she took in the tiny compartment with its dull gray bulkheads and the four bed frames, two on each wall. She was alone for the moment, so she sat up, not having to worry about running into anyone’s arms or legs this time. She debated whether or not to put on shorts and a top, finally deciding to go starkers. The cleansing station was a few compartments away – not that far if you’re dressed. Naked might make it seem a little farther – but it was already the middle of the morning. Everybody else was probably up and doing things, so the corridor should be empty.

It wasn’t. Tia gave everybody a sleepy smile as she passed by, not caring about how her frizzed-out hair looked, mostly because everybody was staring at her tits – and lower – instead. ‘I enjoy being a girl, ‘ sang sarcastically through her head until she bumped into Wolfgang as he was coming out the compartment she was trying to enter.

“Whoops!” “Sorry!” they both said. Then Wolfgang halted as he realized just exactly what had brushed against his chest and arm as Tia slid by. ‘Whoa! Naked Boob Alert!’ he thought and immediately turned around to follow her inside.

Tia noticed her Wolf’s change in direction and smiled to herself, enjoying the effect she had on him. (She had that effect on everyone, and she liked that, too. That sexy pilot, Captain Yolanda had the right idea, running around naked all the time.) She stepped up onto the platform before she turned around and faced Wolfgang. Raising her arms, she grasped the overhead grab bar, which automatically closed the clear, plastic door of the cleansing unit.

“What are you doing parading my play toys all over the ship?” Wolfgang asked with a wide grin as he admired her jiggling boobs, which were at eye level and just inches away on the other side of the glass, what with her standing on the platform.

“I got lonely,” Tia sighed, then closed her eyes as a fine, fierce spray of warm water assaulted her from all sides.

“I was coming back,” Wolfgang explained, raising his voice to be heard above the hissing of the shower.

Tia opened her eyes and peered down at him and tilted her head, obviously looking for something. “No food,” she said, then closed her eyes and tilted her head back so the cleansing unit could wash her hair.

“You don’t eat!” Wolfgang shouted over the sound of the shower.

Tia leaned her head forward, incidentally getting soap all over her face, which flowed down to glisten on her breasts. “I eat breakfast!” she exclaimed, then threw her head back to let the soap rinse out of her hair.

Wolfgang threw his hands in the air in pretended frustration, though the effect was wasted as Tia had her head under the shower and couldn’t see him. He could see her, though, and as long as she stood there, naked, soaking wet with soapy water running down all over those magnificent breasts and that taut, flexible belly, he was going to watch.

Tia barely managed to get rinsed before the two minute timer shut off her shower. She reached for the hand-held unit and pressed the button, using the extra thirty seconds to rinse between her legs. Wolfgang stumbled back to let two crew members pass who were coming off ‘night’ duty and growled at the way they openly admired Tia’s very flexible figure as she sprayed water up her ass and rinsed off her pussy lips, briefly scrubbing them with her fingers.

The glass door slid open and Tia held out a hand, eyes still closed, and said, “Towel.” The one Wolfgang threw hit her in the face and she jumped, even though she’d expected it. He always wanted to play after watching her shower.

“You can wrap it around you to keep you covered,” her Wolf informed her as they left the communal compartment. Tia threw the towel over her shoulder and kept walking. As expected, her Wolf followed, admiring the sway of her naked butt with every step.

Once in their compartment, Wolfgang had her up against the bulkhead with his cock sliding into her fresh, clean, wet, shaved cunt. “I think you get off on watching the effect I have on men,” Tia said after they were finished.

“I get off on the way my prick feels in your pussy,” he corrected her.

“Bastard. I should go shower again.”

“Can’t, no time. Interview, remember?” Wolfgang informed her.

“So what am I supposed to do about this?” she asked, playfully indicating her leaking pussy.

Wolfgang laughed, then stepped over and ran his hand and fingers between her legs. Tia jerked her hips forward as she gasped in sudden, renewed pleasure. Her Wolf laughed again and took a deep breath, taking in her scent on his hand. “You smell ... delicious!”

“Not helping here.”

Wolfgang picked up the bath towel that had slipped from her shoulder during their brief, frenzied fuck and pressed it between her legs. Tia grunted, scowling at the rough texture, then pulled it between her legs a couple of times before tossing it on the bed. She quickly slid a pair of panties up her legs, followed by a pair of khaki shorts. A T-shirt that said, ‘Instructions on other side’ was distorted with her still-damp boobs as she pulled it down.

As Wolfgang followed her out the door, he couldn’t help but smirk as he read the back of her T-shirt.

Instructions:

1. Throw down

2. Knock up

3. Feed

4. Put to bed

5. Repeat as needed

‘How’bout that!’ he thought. ‘A girl who comes with instructions! Sweet!’ He couldn’t help but wonder, though, what would happen if he actually tried to follow those instructions.

“Yolanda was wrong,” he informed the back of Tia’s bare legs as they pulled themselves up the corridor toward the center of the space station. “Clothes do have a purpose.”

A month later, they were back on the ground. Dirt. City. Earth. It felt great! Tia and Tara were walking toward the observatory. Tia’s Wolf had asked for them – both of them – to offer their input on an astounding new development.

Once in his darkened lab, Wolfgang informed the girls, “The exosphere monitors have been going wild for several days. In addition, the photo-satellite we positioned over the Rockies has sent us some amazing, disturbing images of what’s happening on the ground.”

He waited, then Tara asked, “Well, what’s happening on the ground? Is there a war or something?”

Wolfgang’s shoulders fell and he let out a deep sigh. “Yes. There appears to be a civil war occurring between what is laughably called ‘The Southern Confederacy’ and an unknown group in Central U.S.”

“The group that’s been testing the magnetic rocket propulsion system?” Tia offered, causing Tara to stare at her twin. This was the first she’d heard about an American space project.

“Good. You remembered,” Wolfgang replied, praising her. “You remember what happened to that last model, six months ago?”

“It got squashed,” Tia recalled. “All the air leaked out.”

“All right,” Wolfgang agreed. There was a look in his eyes, though, that told Tia she was in for a surprise. “Do you think all the air would leak out of this?” He pointed at an image on the screen, which immediately expanded to show...

“Is that a ship?”

“Wow! It looks like...”

“a teardrop!”

“Yes,” Wolfgang replied. “A teardrop almost a mile long. And spectral analysis that it’s...”

“It’s rosin! Like...”

“Wax!” Tara added. “Wax – reinforced with sand!”

“How could you possibly know that?” Wolfgang asked, stunned that the alien twins had beat him to the punch.

“I’ve seen it before,” Tara breathed, fascinated by the purity and the shape of the alien ship. “A long, long time ago.”

“Then it’s one of yours?” Wolfgang suggested. “Did you come to Earth in a ship like that? Are there others – like you – who are building a ship to take them home? To take you home?”

“It’s not magnetic,” Tia offered. “It wouldn’t be affected by an electromagnetic star drive!”

“This thing could actually work!” Tara exclaimed.

“Hm!” Wolfgang grunted. “So you two don’t know anything about this ship – or the obviously alien design?”