Crew Complement

Name: Philip 'Pip' Cresley
Rank: Lieutenant junior grade
Age: 25
Field: Security, tactical

This Side of Paradise - Part 13

“If it's any consolation sir, I think we were right about the Ollustra.”

Captain Hunt turned to his first officer.

“We have just received a video feed from Lieutenant Commander Stone. Apparently, the Ollustra have suffered for centuries and they been culled to the point of extinction.”

“This was from Stone?”

“Some. A good portion of this was told by an Ollustra.”

“They can speak?”

“Well, they can now.”


Hunt rubbed his face and when he spoke, there was a heaviness in his voice. “How is that going to make me feel better?”

Holts was silent. The captain was right. He sat down and looked at the planet on the holoscreen from across the captain's desk.

“I don't think anyone can truly appreciate the enormity of all of this unless they themselves are facing it. Honestly, hundreds of years ago we mined the Earth for all its resources, driven hundreds of species to extinction without a second's thought. And when activists told us to stop? We gave the same hollow arguments like culture, tradition, pride. Sound like something you've heard recently? Well, now we're the ones about to go away... the view from the other side of the table isn't so pretty is it?”

“Karma?”

“And regret. These are the words, commander, that are going to haunt us in these last days.”

…

“And now you have the memories and the knowledge of these merman?” asked DeSelle.

“Not all, just Squeak. Well, that's not his name, but yes. That's why I know it will work.”

“That would also mean that we have to leave Sparr behind on the planet,” B'loor finally said and stood up. “That is one thing I cannot allow.”

“You?” asked DeSelle.

“Look B'loor, I have been a soldier nearly all my life, and the last thing I would do is leave someone behind. But these are not ordinary circumstances. Sparr will die if we take him back to Starlight. I don't see us having many options now.”

“Doctor, certainly you would not agree to this.”

“Actually, I'd have to concur with Stone. I have to act in the best interest of my patient.”

“This is my doing, I should be the one responsible for Sparr.”

“We do not have a lot of time to debate this. The island I'm talking about is an hour away. Squeak is already on his way there. He will explain to his tribe about all this, but we need to hurry, Commander Holts says that Yusei extraction teams will come for us very soon.”

B'loor didn't say anything. With his strong arms he picked up Sparr and walked to the landing barge.

…

Squeak watched as the aliens-who-walk entered the cave. It must have been quite a task from them to hike their way down through the intricate passageways to the mouth of this half-submerged cave. Squeak knew that Stone's training would have made their descent easier, he also knew that having his memories made navigating through the rocks a lot simpler as well.

“This way!” said Squeak as soon as he heard the hi-pitched greeting from Stone. Although not perfect, that was all the human vocal cords could manage. Squeak smiled and his heart fluttered.

More mermen swam up to where Stone and his men stood, at the edge of the dark pool that flooded the rest of the cave. They pushed in front of them a floating granite that was just big enough for them to place Sparr on it. Sparr was drifting in and out of consciousness again. The relief he felt an hour ago had dissipated. Right now he felt as if there was being inside him eating him alive.

The mermen pushed the granite and Sparr deeper into the cave until they all disappeared into the shadows.

The men tried to follow but Squeak swam in front of them and held out his hands.

“You cannot go with him. These caves are sacred. We cannot allow too many visitors.”

“How will he breathe underwater?” asked DeSelle.

“Do not worry. We will care for him.”

“While I respect and appreciate what you are doing for Lieutenant Sparr, I will be going with him. I will be staying back,” said B'loor first to Squeak and then to the two men behind him.

Squeak looked at the T'aal and finally nodded. B'loor gave one fleeting look at his shipmates and jumped into the water.

“B'loor, are you sure about this?”

“I am doctor. I am.”

“Then you're gonna need this,” said Stone tossing him a backpack that had some basic equipment and rations.

“Thank you,” the T'aal said and proceeded to swim away without looking back.

“I guess it's our turn to leave,” said the doctor.

Stone wasn't listening. All the while his eyes were glued to Squeak. His heart ached and he could sense that the boy felt the same. He jumped into the water and pulled Squeak to him. At first they just stared at each without any words. Words weren't necessary for when they met and they were certainly useless now.

“I'll wait for you outside,” mumbled DeSelle and proceeded out.

Stone kissed the boy, forcefully and hard at first and Squeak reciprocated. Their lips softened and they tasted each others' breaths in a final lingering deep kiss. Stone knew that they may not meet again and this bond that they now share was about to be torn, no, ripped apart. Squeak wrapped his tail around the human and Stone tried desperately to remember the merman's scent by smelling his neck and shoulders.

Squeak was the first to pull away. Then with last one teary look the merman flipped his body over and swam away.

…

“How long do you think this connection will last?” asked DeSelle softly as the landing barge left orbit. It wouldn't be long before they reached the ship. He could hear Nesper signaling Starlight to receive them in ten minutes.

Stone sat quietly looking out of the craft's window. DeSelle couldn't read his expression, but he knew the torment he must be going through right now. Stone's training taught him to suppress unnecessary emotions and always putting the mission ahead of everything else. And Stone was a good soldier. They even have a nickname for him but Stone couldn't remember what it was now.

“I don't know,” Stone said after a while. His voice no louder than a whisper. “I stopped being able to hear him after we took off.”

DeSelle squeezed his knee.

“Then maybe it's for the best. Think of how lucky you are having found each other and shared so much in such a short time.”

“I am the lucky one here. I'm sure I'll forget him over time. Not Squeak though.”

“How so?”

“For one thing doctor, the merman, they mate for life.”

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This Side of Paradise - Part 12

“I dare not risk another time doctor.” B'loor spoke softly as if worried that Sparr, who was regaining consciousness, would hear him.

“The scans indicate that the single lippa is hatching. Perhaps if we returned to the ship I can surgically remove it.”

“That would not be wise doctor, once the lippa has broken out of its shell, it would then integrate itself with the host body. This would be the start the second part of its gestation cycle.”

Still dazed, Sparr was looking around him confused. He was still too weak to speak. All he could do was grab B'loor's forearm and held on tight.

“Who is still on the planet?”

Immediately B'loor tapped on his scarab.

“Nesper, do you read?”

“Here sir.”

“Your position and status mister.”

“I am still at the flat rocks south of your position. Commander Stone has made contact with an indigenous species here. He went into the water with it about forty-five minutes ago. I think they are behind some of the rocks.”

“You lost visual of your commanding officer and you don't think that it was necessary to report this?”

“Sir, I...”

“Where is the rest of the landing party who was to rendezvous with you?” snapped B'loor without waiting.

“They have returned to the ship sir, on Commander Holts' orders.”

“Very well. Find Commander Stone.”

“Aye sir.”

“You're being very hard on the young lieutenant,” DeSelle said as soon as the communication link was severed. “You do realize that you didn't check in with Stone as you said you would right?”

B'loor ignored him.

…

Stone woke up. He didn't realize that he had fallen asleep. And what a dream he had. It was so vivid. He was in the ocean, swimming, no, gliding through the water into it's dark depths. He felt free.

He tried to sit up but found Squeak asleep on top of him. The boy's head was on his chest with one hand holding his arm and the other on his groin, its digits coiled around his flaccid penis.

Stone moved and the boy stirred. He hugged the merman and found his touch familiar, as if he had felt his body for years. He felt as if he knew Squeak. Stone reached down to where the boy's tail met with his humanoid torso and felt for a scar on his side. When he touched the skin he knew exactly how the mark got there. A metal spear of some sort had cut him, long ago, he survived, no he escaped but one of his brothers did not. The metal spear had lifted, snatched, no pulled, his brother out of the water, and he never saw him again. There was so much blood. And from a distance there was laughter. Stone could hear the laughter. Then he heard merman's scream and then more laughter.

“That was twelve storm cycles ago.”

So he wasn't imagining it. Squeak was talking to him.

“You can talk?”

“I can understand you now. After the bonding.”

“You hear me in your language?”

“What is language?”

“Never mind,” said Stone realizing that there was no need to define communication now that they had it.

“I can see your thoughts, from long ago?”

“You can see my thoughts, from long ago.”

Stone smiled and kissed the boy. He felt relieved and happy for the communication. He held Squeak and part of him wanted to stay that way forever.

Little pieces of rocks shifted and fell from above. When Stone looked up he saw Lieutenant Nesper looking down at him.

…

“This is totally unacceptable!” said Manduk on the holoscreen that hovered over the captain's desk.

“I think you are misunderstanding us ambassador,” said Hunt addressing Bolak directly and ignoring the outburst of his chief of staff standing behind him. “We merely want to study the Ollustra as there are some signs they might be sentient.” Hunt actually had no such indication, but from what his first officer had told him, complete with all the gory details, he wanted to make sure.

“To what end?” asked Bolak.

“Perhaps we communicate with them. Perhaps establish some sort of a contact, who knows?”

“And after that? Are you going to oppose us hunting them after that?”

“That is all premature mister ambassador, we do not even know if the Ollustra can communicate. We would just like the opportunity to try.”

“You know,” Bolak shifted in his chair and straightened his tunic. “I find it amusing. You humans come begging for a place to live in our system and when we show you our way of life, you get sanctimonious on us and are now passing judgment. Where do you find this nerve of yours? Is this how your species live?”

“Sir, we appreciate your hospitality and all that you have shown us. Believe me, we are in no way judging your culture. All we ask is that we study some of your system's... wildlife.”

“This is no way a guest behaves! Unacceptable!”

“Mister ambassador, we...”

“Unacceptable!”

Now both Manduk and Bolak were yelling. Indignant and gesturing wildly. Hunt wanted to drop the subject completely, apologize and withdraw his request, if he could only get a word in. He couldn't. He felt the chance of their relocation slipping away.

“If this is the attitude of your world, then perhaps we don't want you here! Yes! We do not want you here. This is our sector of space! Ours! Leave immediately. Recall your men. Now! Or we shall have to extract them!”

With nothing else left to lose, Hunt sat up and leaned in closer to the holoscreen.

“I don't understand why you are reacting this way,” said Hunt staring at the two aliens. He didn't care if they were still talking over him. “Unless. Unless you know for a fact that these creatures are sentient, that they are intelligent and are capable of communicating!” He raised his voice a decibel. “You have shown us all your culture and your sophistication, yet, I suspect this is your dark little secret isn't it?”

“You are wasting your time. Leave now. You have one hour before I send our extraction team to the planet!”

The screen went blank.

Hunt took a moment to absorb what had transpired over the last few minutes. He was so close. They were going to allow them to settle on their planet. And now it was all gone.

“Damn it.” Hunt cursed under his breath and slammed his hand on the desk.

…

DeSelle could hear the sound of the landing barge setting down nearby. He looked at Sparr helplessly and wished that there was something that he could do. The last scan had shown that the lippa had embedded itself onto the lieutenant's colon wall and it was almost indistinguishable from the rest of his body. The T'aal medical archives say that the lippa would grow bigger now, drawing more nutrients from the host and would eventually reach a stage where it'd be ready to be born. That is for a T'aal. The doctor could only imagine that the process on a human may kill him. Actually, he knew that it would.

Stone and Nesper briskly walked to where the trio were huddled and one look at the expression on DeSelle's face Stone knew that things were not good. Stone also didn't have good news to share as well.

“Doctor, B'loor, I have just been informed by Commander Holts that we are to leave the planet immediately.”

“It would seem that the talks fell through,” B'loor said without looking up.

“It's not gonna be that easy Stone, there is still one lippa in his body and I'm afraid that we can't extract it.” DeSelle looked at Sparr who had turned pale. In a way, he was glad that he was too weak to fully appreciate the gravity of the situation. “And I'm afraid we've run out of time.”

“Nesper, will you bring the lieutenant some water from the barge?”

Stone waited until Nesper was gone before crouching down next to the men.

“I know a way.”

Crew Contact

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Open Frequencies

Hey all, hope you're enjoying the story so far. Just thought of a new storyline for the next adventure. Will need to flesh it out some more, I'll keep you in the loop on the progress.

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This Side of Paradise - Part 11

Commander Holts went down the walkway and all he could hear was the beating of his heart and the gusts of hot breath that escaped his flared nostrils. He had tried to purge the images of what he had seen on Julan out of his head, several times in fact, since the Yusei returned him to Starlight. But the images in his head were relentless. He realized that squeezing his eyes shut was futile as well.

He walked straight to the captain's office and before he could knock, the doors opened.

“And I think our people would enjoy having new neighbors,” said Ambassador Bolak shaking hands with the captain.

“Your generosity is greatly appreciated ambassador. I will contact my superiors and we shall meet again in an hour as planned.”

Bolak nodded at Holts before walking away. Holts waited until the ambassador was out of ear shot and gave Captain Hunt a look.

“Come in Greg.”

…


Stone couldn't believe how much semen was leaving his body. Just when he thought he had finished, his cock would twitch again and he would feel the sensations of another orgasm building up inside him. Squeak's penis was still firmly stretched over his and it continued to gulp down the copious amounts of his essence. Stone felt like he was about to blackout. His scrotum was almost choking his balls as they locked themselves tight on either side of his penis.

Squeak pushed himself up onto the rocks, just far enough to caress the human's chest. It was as if he was comforting the commander and telling him that everything was alright. Stone recalled the same thing being done to farm animals before they were milked. He leaned back against the rocks when his arms started to shake. Then another shot of cum left his body. He groaned. Stone wondered how he could keep ejaculating like this. What part of him was being stimulated to this extent? How was this alien boy doing this?

Before his could even come up with a hypothesis, Stone felt the pressure building up again. Sure enough when he looked down he could see the muscles of Squeak’s penis move, swallowing his seed.

“Wait... please, I think we need to stop.”

“Okay.”

Stone snapped out of his orgasmic haze and stared at Squeak. He thought his mind was playing tricks on him, he couldn't be sure. He could hardly think. Perhaps there wasn't enough blood in his body to work both his mind and his cock at the same time. He shook his head to get some clarity.

“What?”

Stone looked at Squeak who was still smiling sweetly at him. He shifted his position, sat up and cupped the merman's youthful face with both hands. There was no answer. Then he felt his balls swell and his erection tightened again. This time however, it felt different. He felt hot all over. Feverish. Saliva flooded his mouth as phlegm coated the back of his tongue. Goosebumps beaded his neck and back. Stone could remember only feeling this way once before, when he lost his virginity.

Oh god, oh god, oh god, Stone mouthed the words but no sound came. He released Squeak and fell back. His body tensed up, his butt cheeks clenched, his fingers dung into his palm and his toes curled. Then, arching his back, Stone experienced the most intense and prolonged orgasm of his life. He didn't even notice that he wasn't breathing. His cum felt boiling hot as it shot out of his engorged piss slit and into the waiting appendage of the alien boy.

Stone floated between consciousness as his body shut down and recovered. The alien cock released his deflated penis and it flopped between Stone's thighs uselessly. Before he closed his eyes, he thought he felt Squeak lean against his ear.

“Sleep...”

Crew Complement

Name : Wayne Strum

Rank : Ensign

Age : 20

Field : Medical, psychology

Crew Contact

It was no secret Ensign Simon Griften liked it rough. Vigorous sex always left the young ensign oddly invigorated. On board, there were very few men who were willing to pound him senseless. His short statue and small frame was probably to blame. Even when Simon insisted that he was not as frail as everyone assumed, many were still reluctant.

This made Crew Contact sessions for Simon very difficult. Since the whole purpose of these sessions were primarily for sexual release and gratification, Simon found it made little sense to spend a few hours and get nothing out of it.

Luckily for Simon, Crewman Marks was available for CC that night. Simon liked Marks. He liked that the crewman said very little. He liked that he was strong and he liked the grunting noises Marks made during sex. From the time Marks entered Simon's quarters to the time he left, they shared no more than three words between them.

"Fuck me!"

"K."

And Simon was carried off and impaled repeatedly.

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This Side of Paradise - Part 10

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Crew Contact

Adding Ensign Olley Anders into their union has brought Lieutenants Julius Cho and Ken Botiney closer. In fact, the loving that the affectionate Anders has added into their marriage has significantly improved their love life.

For the past six months the trio has been joint at the hip and late one night, there was even talk of marrying Anders and finding a colony to settle down in.

Crew Complement

Name : Benjamin Greeson
Rank : Lieutenant junior grade
Age : 25
Field : Security, propulsion

This Side of Paradise - Part 9

Lieutenant Dave Sparr heard himself scream. His body shook violently attempting to bring himself to full consciousness, but there was a fog, an impenetrable haze that prevented him from being fully awake. He knew he needed help. He hoped that someone, anyone, would come to him and release him from the trauma that was assaulting his body. His eyes snapped open but he didn't know what he was looking at. He saw two familiar faces in front of him but he couldn't say their names. All he saw was the sky, an unfamiliar sky. He tried to speak but all that escaped his gaping mouth were screams.

“I cannot give him anything for the pain,” said Dr. DeSelle sensing what B'loor was thinking. “I don't know how the elements in this water would react to the meds.” DeSelle and B'loor had brought Sparr into the sea, just deep enough for them to submerge Sparr's body into the water. DeSelle held Sparr down firmly by his shoulders and using his hips to prop the lieutenant's head above the water. The T'aal held down Sparr's legs by kneeling between them and pinning them down with his hands.

“I really hope this works B'loor,” said DeSelle as the waves crashed violently on the trio. DeSelle and B'loor fought to stabilize themselves and Sparr at the same time. Sparr was thrashing about as if every wave was burning him up.

“How long do we have to keep doing this?” asked DeSelle as he spat out the brine from his lips. “The tide is rising fast!” he yelled out the last words as the roar of the waves drowned out his voice.

B'loor quickly shifted his position and scanned Sparr with his onyx. “There seems to be some effect. The levels of the chemicals we need are thankfully transdemic enough to penetrate his skin, but we need more time before there is enough to cause a reaction to the lippa.”

“Why can't we just inject the seawater into him? Or maybe some down his throat?” asked DeSelle fighting Sparr's struggles.

B'loor shifted his position again, this time he dug his knees deeper into the sand. “The last readout showed that there were some lippa that were about to hatch, if we had more time we could have discussed other modes of administering the water. In any case, the elements need to work through his system, a shock would cause the lippa to latch on tighter.”

“Transdermal, thank god this isn't Earth's oceans,” mumbled DeSelle and blew hard to get the water out of his nose. “Well this had better work before we all drown.”

….

The Yusei craft sliced through the Julan atmosphere with incredible ease and Commander Holts was impressed. He sat at the controls and watched Manduk and his men control the craft by simply waving their fingers across the consoles. There was just a hint of inertial pull as the craft slowed down, turned, and in a few seconds was hovering over the ocean.

“Wow, I hardly felt a thing, this is an incredible piece of technology Manduk,” said Holts looking on as the roof of the craft retracted. Standing up Holts whistled. He was now standing on, what looked like to him, like an Earth yacht, an incredibly sophisticated yacht. “This is amazing,” smiled Holts peering over to see the water below.

“Only the best for our friends,” said Manduk.

“And gladly appreciated,” answered Holts with a slight nod and a grin. Holts needed to be friendly, he knew that even as they spoke, the captain and the ambassador were negotiating a means to have some of Earth's population relocated to this system. If everything went well, he hoped that he could move here too, everything around him seemed almost perfect.

“Come Commander, let us show you a time-honored tradition of hunting Ollustra!” beamed Manduk who then signaled to his men who cleared the deck. “As I recall commander, you enjoyed last night's dinner very much.”

The deckhands brought out a piece of equipment that looked to Holts like a cannon and they moved it to the bow of the ship. They waved their hands over the console and the device was activated. Now, pointed at the ocean below, Holts understood what the device was. A harpoon.

“If we see some of your friends here, we'll get them to join us, yes?”

Holts shifted uneasily. This was the first time Manduk has indicated that they knew there was a landing party on this planet. Holts kept up the non-nonchalance, smiled and nodded.

…

Stone couldn't believe how long the merman's penis was, he kept feeling it underwater, and right now he estimated that the organ was over three or four feet long. Squeak seemed to be amused at the human's amazement and smiled as he tried to lift part of it out of the water.

Stone was engrossed. His tried to employ a scientific approach to his curiosity, but he couldn't help but sprout a hardon as he examined the long alien appendage. The penis felt firm, firmer than a human's and its skin was rubbery like the rest of the merman's skin. Stone let his hand glide across the slippery surface looking for the tip of this long hose and after working through the considerable length, he finally found the tip of Squeak's cockhead. The human tried to lift the tip out of the water to study its construction, but its weight and skin texture prevented him from getting a firm grip. Whenever he thought he had a good hold of the cockhead, it would slip out of his hands. He had to try a few more times, struggling to grab onto the slippery appendage, before he got it out of the water. The corona was completely smooth and taught. Off the wet skin texture, Stone could see his own reflection on the cockhead. The bulb was the size of his fist and it seemed to go on forever until it met with the rest of the penis. Stone had to use both hands to keep the penis from sliding off again. He thought of hugging the meat but decided against it. He didn't want to startle the young alien. Meanwhile, Squeak just looked at him grinning playfully. Stone tried to suppress a laugh but he failed and both of them giggled.

“I'm sorry, but this is very impressive,” chucked Stone. He looked at Squeak and felt an urge to kiss him. The merman was beautiful and Stone wouldn't be much of a man if he couldn't admit to the fact that he was attracted to the young alien. “If only you could understand what I'm saying,” he sighed and lowered his head suddenly ashamed by the show of emotion.

Squeak lifted Stone's chin and looked into the human's eyes and for a split-second Stone felt a connection. Stone's eyes widened when he felt Squeak's fingers on his hard cock again. This time Squeak was doing more than just feeling the organ, this time his fingers were pushing back the foreskin and kneading his fleshy corona. The friction from Squeak's rubbery fingers rubbing his cockhead made him feverish.

Stone then felt a wave of archaic embarrassment. “I'm sorry Squeak, but that's all I've got,” he said looking at the merman's giant penis in his hands. “I don't think you'd like mine if you're used to something like this,” he added, chuckling a little. But Squeak didn't let go, he just continued to rub the commander's cock and staring into his eyes.

Stone turned red, he brought Squeak's penis closer to him and hugged it. He looked down at the big head bobbing about just below his chin and he kissed it. “This is what we do when we like someone,” said Stone without looking up. Then he stuck his tongue out and carefully lapped the bulb. As he did, the organ twitched against his body and Squeak let out a high-pitched squeal. Initially he was worried that he had frightened the alien somehow, but when the merman didn't push away he decided to try it again. As tip of his tongue grazed the round tight skin of the cockhead, it changed color – growing darker until it was almost a shade of blue. Stone licked it again, working around the fleshy bulb this time. The penis twitched again and a small hole opened up at the center of the corona and it started to widen. Stone looked into the gaping flesh and saw a milky substance rising from within. He quickly let go of the organ but this time it stayed above the water. The penis moved around the human like a snake, dancing just inches away from his face. For the first time Stone wondered if he had started something he might regret.

Previously on Starlight

"We're all here to learn are we not?”asked Lieutenant David Sparr.

“Very well,” said B'loor visibly flabbergasted. He reached out his right hand and held out his fingers. As Sparr watched, the fingers started to extend. The pinkish tubes of meat grew and grew until all five digits were sprouting tendrils that were about a foot long.

“Your cocks are beautiful,” smiled Sparr.

“They are not 'cocks', these are my sex organs,” said B'loor as if insulted. “They are called ulok.”

“Whatever you call them, they are making me hard.”

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“But we can't treat you,” said Hunt. “You've really muddled up things for me Dave. Your little stunt may have very well jeopardized our trade with the Qormar and shorted the time we can do anything about this because we have an unknown attack force coming our way.”




“What's going to happen now?” asked Sparr hanging his head down.

“There is only one way,” said H'loor.

“You and B'loor must finish what you started.”

“What?”“We've found out that if you complete the sexual intercourse, another chemical would be introduced into your body from B'loor and that would neutralize the effects of first secretion,” said DeSalle.

“But there's a huge downside, Dave,” said Hunt sitting down.

“To complete the sexual intercourse means that B'loor would have to deposit the lippa, his eggs into you,” said the T'aal elder.

“The lippa would attach themselves inside you and they cannot be removed until they hatch.”

“It'll kill you Dave,” said DeSalle. “Our bodies are not meant to do this.”
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Meanwhile, on Julan a planet covered by water, Lieutenant Commander George Stone has an amazing find.

Headed towards him and Lieutenant Nester, just below the surface of the water were three dark shapes swimming very fast.

At first glace they looked to be almost gliding through the greenish liquid mass. And suddenly, they jumped out of waves, flipped and dived back into the sea. This reminded Stone of the long-extinct sea animals that lived in Earth's oceans. He remembered watching video footage of whales leaping in and out of water in almost the same way. But what Stone saw didn't resemble whales at all. In fact, they were humanoid. As the three continued their jumping, Stone got a better look at them and his eyes widened.

“Mermaids?” Stone said looking over at the lieutenant, mirroring his amazement.

“Mer-men, more like.” said Nester smiling.




---

Back on Starlight...


“Welcome captain!” said Bolak, ambassador of the Yusei, the people who live in the solar system that includes Julan. “We hope that tonight will be up to your expectations.”



“This is our essential festival fare,” said the delighted Manduk, the ambassador's chief of staff. “This is an indigenous animal that we hunt on Julan, the planet we now orbit.” Manduk leaned in and pointed out the different items on the plate. “This is an ancient delicacy from our forefathers and eating this animal is a tradition that is close to our hearts. We call the creature Ollustra, they are a sea animal that lives on Julan. Here we have the tail steamed to perfection with just a sprinkle of herbs as seasoning. On the side are special cuts of meat from another part of the Ollustra. This meat has a different texture compared to the tail and so we prepared it differently by roasting it over a low flame for a few hours.”




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B'loor barged into sickbay so hurriedly that he went through the doors before they were fully open. He bumped his shoulder and resulted in a loud bang. DeSalle turned in time to see the T'aal briskly walking towards him.

“What's the hurry B'loor? I was still eating when you scarabed,” said the doctor.

B'loor didn't say anything. He tapped his onyx and summoned a holoscreen. When DeSelle leaned in to look at the readouts, B'loor briskly walked across the room and stood next to the sedated David Sparr.“Now I know why you took the first barge back here, these readings are amazing,” said DeSelle walking up behind B'loor. “If you are right, the elements in the water on Julan could effectively remove the lippa inside Sparr.”


“Yes doctor, I've gone through the readings several times and I am confident it will work. Lieutenant Sparr would need to be submerged in the Julan sea for at least two days, the eggs should die and dislodge from his body,” B'loor said without looking at DeSelle. “Doctor, I need you to prepare him for transport. I will notify the captain.”

“B'loor have you told the rest of the T'aal?”“B'loor,” repeated DeSelle moving closer to the T'aal.


“I read up on your planet's doctrines and laws while you were on away.” The doctor pulled up a holoscreen and pushed the interface towards B'loor.


“The T'aal laws are absolute when it comes to terminating life, you can get yourself into a lot of trouble doing this.” The doctor tapped on the screen and expanded the text. “If you perform this abortion, you can be sentenced to death or...”


“I am well aware of our laws doctor, and I also am aware that my T'aal brothers have been in conference for the last two hours. Please proceed with preparing the patient,” B'loor said and walked out of the room.


“This is not going to end well,” muttered DeSelle as the doors closed.

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Starlight: This Side of Paradise continues this Sunday.

Crew Complement

Often Ensign Delgado would find it more satisfying to bring himself to full sexual release. He would close his eyes and let his mind wander as his hands search his body for new arousal triggers. Teasing himself, he would dare his fingers to determine how far they'd take him. Sometimes, when it was good, he'd allow his mind to venture into the darker recesses of his psyche - where nothing was off-limits or taboo.

He'd feel the phlegm build up at the back of his throat and a tingling sensation that would start from his penis and then spread throughout his body. His breathing would grow more labored and his body would ache for release, and then he'd give in, surrender, and succumb to his own touch. With a soft whimper and then a louder moan, he would squeeze his cock, feeling his organ twitch under his grip. He'd let his jaw slack as his hard cock got ready to repel the hot fertile liquid to the surface. And then he'd let go. Often, he would open his eyes in time to see the eruption.

Indeed, no one can love Ensign Delgado the way he can.

Crew Complement

Name : Aki Krisjan

Rank : Lieutenant junior grade

Age : 24

Field : Terraformation, navigation