Alien Mine Ch. 08

"We will; we are getting stronger, Rhys, smarter as well. Amancia will be ok, and the Om don't seem to know about this Base," Sandy said with concern in her voice.

"The round she took in the abdomen injured her but was not life-threatening," It would have blown out the guts of a normal woman Rhys. Bob is right; our bodies have changed." Sandy studied Rhys' face as she said that. Bob had changed them more than they had realized; they weren't really human anymore. Perhaps a new and improved human? Only time would tell, assuming humanity survived the Om.

"I wonder if we can even be considered human anymore, given how deep the changes go," Kiania said softly, putting Sandy's thoughts into words.

"I know," Rhys said solemnly, "we are different, but no, we're still human. Advanced, enhanced, whatever, but human.

Sandy smiled and leaned in for a kiss. She wasn't convinced by Rhys's reassurance. She wondered what the public would think when word got out about them. Envy, jealously were two thoughts that came to mind. It could quickly turn ugly, which was the last thing they needed while facing an Om invasion. Kiania joined the kiss, and Sandy let her morbid thoughts slip away in the pleasure she found in her lovers.

*****

The next morning Rhys woke feeling considerably better. Lying still so as not to wake the girls, he checked for stiffness or sore muscles. Surprisingly there seemed to be no damage; his new body had healed itself from the minor injuries. Bob was fully functional after last night. Everyone was glad to be alive after their first real test, and it had shown in their passion. The girls had eventually worn him out and then turned to each other. Rhys hated to admit he missed most of the last part, falling into a deep slumber.

The strange energy they seemed to create from sex had Bob as good as new. Rhys was not happy with how the battle had gone. They had survived, but there had been casualties, which should have been avoidable. The problem was that Bob was as new at this as he was; there was no support group in place that was familiar with the Om. Despite that, somehow, he knew immediately when the Trangrod appeared. Not just the name, but everything about them. Strengths, vulnerabilities, how to fight them. Where did that come from?

"Bob, how did I know about the Trangrod? As soon as I saw them, the information just popped into my head?

"I do not know, presumably from me, but I was not aware of the information until that moment. I have been considering this," Bob continued after a pause. The information must lie in my programming, but some parts that I can't access. I admit to being puzzled by what happened. Perhaps you being a 'One' makes information available to you as needed. Or maybe something was damaged in our mating, and I can no longer control or access that part.

what about the Base AI or the shuttle?"

"Neither of them is programmed with the knowledge you seek. It is not the way of my creators. The AI's are not sentient. It is not necessary for them to know the enemy any more than it is for a wrench you would use to understand the combustion engine's operations."

"Hhmm, we will have to work out another approach, I guess."

The girls had started to wake up, and Rhys enjoyed having everyone in the same bed. It could hold the four of them, but not anyone else, he thought. Have to figure something out. Rhys looked over Kiania's body, noting with satisfaction the changes that were beginning to become evident. Her bust had initially shrunk as Bob dissolved the implants, but up to a healthy C cup and growing. Her muscles were becoming defined, not like a bodybuilder, but an athlete, though one with large breasts. Her hair had grown out, and some of her scars were disappearing. The most significant change had been her personality. Formerly she had been suspicious, distant emotionally, and distrustful with good reason.

Rhys' own emotions were a little confused when it came to Kiania. Satisfied that she was firmly on board and part of the team now, a little guilty he had not been able to offer her a choice, and a sense of pride that he had been able to so effectively develop her into the soldier they needed.

She opened her eyes and looked at him with an odd expression. "I could feel you thinking about me,'' she said with wonder in her voice.

"The symbiont is maturing quickly; it took months for Sandy and Amancia to develop this far."

"I suppose," said Kiania, "but what I meant was I could feel how you thought about me; you find me beautiful, and you care about me. You are also a little guilty, I guess, for giving me a symbiont without my permission."

I nodded, "I'm sorry, but I could not offer you the choice. The Om would have hunted you down and learned about us. I couldn't take the chance."

"I'm glad. I probably would have turned you down and would have missed so much."

The other girls were waking, listening to Kiania.

"What do you mean," Rhys asked, though he thought he could guess from her emotions.

"For the first time since I was a child, I actually know I can trust those around me. I know it by your actions, but also because I can feel your emotions. You have no idea how novel that is for me to let my guard down like this. It is a very liberating experience, and I am very grateful," she said, moving into his arms.

"Just lay back," she said, with a sly smile on her face as she kissed his neck and chest. "I intend to show you just how grateful I am if Sandy and Amancia do not mind, that is."

The girls both smiled and moved out of the way. Kiania began to kiss and lick the muscles on his stomach. Slowly she worked her way down, now using her tongue. Rhys could feel himself getting hard from the sheer sensuality of the moment and the emotions he could feel washing over him. Kiania's emotions. Her desire to please and show her love was the strongest. But also, her own wants and needs were clear to his mind. He could feel the hunger welling up in her.

Kiania took him in her mouth and was rewarded with the familiar rush of pleasure, excitement. Looking up into Rhys' eyes as her mouth slowly engulfed his cock. Kiania could see the lust her actions inspired as she put all her cock sucking skills to work. It was so intense seeing that look in his eyes and knowing he was in her body and her mind. It was the ultimate turn on for her.

She slowly sank onto his cock, her soft lips stretching around it. She paused as it hit the back of her throat but then continued down, filling her throat. Kiania was an expert at oral sex, and she put those skills to work. Her efforts were rewarded with a groan of pleasure as she began a rhythm. In and out, slowly sucking the length of him on every stroke, her lips meeting his groin

Another tongue joining hers, licking at the base of his cock. Amancia used her tongue to lick around Kiania's lips, tasting Rhys. She could feel him just around the edges of her mind, rewarding her. Amancia shivered and almost came from the sensation. Arousal, heady, and lush and wrapped around lust and seared through both girls.

Rhys noted Sandy's approval as she moved over and started running her hands down Kiania's back, over her buttocks, and then between her cheeks. She ran a fingernail around Kiania's anus, teasing the bud. Sandy kissed Kiania's neck, running her tongue up to her ear. "I love you so much, you and Amancia," she said softly. "You both look so beautiful like this; your lips were made for this." Sandy was correct; their lips had been made for this, their whole bodies changed by Rhys. The thought made Kiania even hotter, and she squirmed as Sandy's finger penetrated her anus.

Sandy chucked in her ear. "You are so sensitive here, squirming like a hot little slut trying to get more of my fingers in you. If I had cock I would fuck you there every day," she said breathlessly into Kiana's ear. A sudden orgasm overtook Kiania, and she squealed around the cock in her mouth.

"Oh, you like that idea I see, a cock in your bottom every morning," she said wickedly; I wonder if Rhys would let me?" Sandy added another finger stretching Kiania's bottom. Kiania moaned as it went in, pushing her bottom back at the fingers while she sucked hard on Rhys' cock.

"Tomorrow morning, you need to beg Rhys to fuck you here; you will both like it so much," she teased as she added a third finger to the tight ring.

Kiania could feel another orgasm approaching, and Rhys' cock began to swell in her mouth. Oh, God, Yes, she moaned to herself as Rhys started filling her mouth, and Sandy somehow added a fourth finger into her tightly stretched bottom. Her bottom gripped the fingers hard, pulsating with her climax. The orgasmic wave rolled over all of them, consuming them in its power and intensity. Kiania's mind was flooded with pleasure from Sandy, Amancia, and Rhys, and the sensations reverberated back and forth like they always did. She felt so close to everyone at these times as they all shared their pleasure.

She swallowed Rhys cum loving the feeling of having him in her stomach, but she saved a mouthful to share with the other girls. This was something she loved as well; they always shared. It made her feel so connected and loved.

Rhys watched as the three girls licked and kissed each other sharing his cum. It was a sight he never got tired of. The strange surge of energy rolled over all of them, and he could feel his symbiont absorbing it. It left them almost euphoric, energized and Sandy looked hungrily at his still erect cock.

"My turn," Sandy said, rolling Rhys over on top of her. Spreading her legs wide, she let out a scream as Rhys wasted no time shoving his cock all the way into her. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him in tighter. "Fuck me, she all but begged, fuck me hard."

Like the gentleman he was, Rhys obliged her.

It wasn't long before Sandy felt the orgasm building. "Command me, Rhys, Oh, god, command me."

Rhys used his hands to spread her bottom cheeks apart as she moved sinuously on his cock, using her muscles to massage him. Sandy squealed as Kiania wasted no time shoving two fingers into her bottom.

"Cum now," Rhys commanded her, the order firm in his voice. It had to be obeyed, and Sandy let out a long cry as her world dissolved in pleasure as the orgasm overwhelmed her as always.

Good God," that was so good, she mumbled as she lay there quivering from the sensations'.

Sandy was rolled off Rhys and immediately felt Amancia's mouth sucking at her sodden pussy. She squealed as the long tongue cleaned her out, then swirled around her clit. Rhys watched as the girls shared his cum, lapping at each other, kissing and licking each other's lips. Again the energy release was fantastic. Each climax seemed to resonate between them, all of them feeling the others.

"I feel so full of energy,'' Kiania said, amazed.

"Me too," laughed Sandy delightfully as she leaned down to kiss Rhys.

Amancia agreed but was too busy taking Rhys in her mouth to talk right then.

Rhys felt energized, but his stomach was growling, and he was already thinking of coffee.

"Just like a man," Sandy laughed as he suggested breakfast. "You get off, and then you want to eat.

"I would like to cook," Kiania said, glancing at Rhys.

Amancia looked shyly at Rhys as if asking permission. He nodded, checking her emotions as she left with Kiania. That just left Rhys and Sandy in bed.

"Just like the old days," Sandy said as she laid her head on his chest.

"I know we have barely been alone since this all started."

Sandy nodded, but he could feel her emotions, pensive but happy.

"You may not believe this,'' she said softly, "but I am actually glad this all happened."

Rhys just looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, she laughed; when I look back, I thought I was happy, but my life was going nowhere. My relationships were all casual; I never let myself get involved too deeply. I was just drifting and did not really decide to become a hooker; it just sort of happened."

"Like with Amancia, we just stumbled into that relationship. I thought trying the Dom role would be kinky fun. It was, don't get me wrong. But now I have a purpose. My relationship with you and Amancia has become so much deeper. I love you both terribly, and I can't imagine a life without the two of you in it."

"What about Kiania, and probably Leslie, and others that will have symbionts," Rhys asked?

"I don't know, I am in love with Kiania, though, and I can tell you are well. As for Leslie, well, the woman is a bitch, but I find the idea of you taming her arousing. I just want to be included."

"It happened quickly with Kiania, falling in love, I mean," Rhys said.

"Yes, but the sex is driving us. You know how different it is now with our Bobs. We share each other's most intimate moments. Our orgasms reverberate off each other." Sandy shivered just thinking about it." It makes a huge difference, at least to us girls. It's like we are baring our souls to each other. And you are the chains that bind us all together."

"Now, if I was in your position," Sandy said, changing the subject, "I would just turn Leslie into a very obedient slut who begs to lick me and does what I tell her."

While Rhys did find that image arousing, he needed Leslie to be able to operate independently. He imagined her in the role of head of intelligence. As they grew into a planetary organization and beyond, he would need someone who could operate without relying on him to tell her what to do.

"Don't worry," Rhys said, "we will spend some quality time with her, and I think it is a good idea to have you involved." Suddenly making a decision he had been worrying about, he said, "I want you to act as my deputy, my second in command. Leslie will need to know her place in the hierarchy, and we will need a formal chain of command as we expand."

"Does that mean she has to lick my pussy when I tell her to," Sandy said with a smile as she reached and began to stroke his cock?

"You have a one-track mind where she is concerned."

"I suppose so; there is something about Leslie that makes me want to tame her. Besides, it seems to excite you as well," she giggled as Rhys' cock began to swell in her hand.

"Well, we will have to see," he said, ignoring the insinuation. "This is all new to us. Kiania worked out well, but who knows how it will go with Leslie. I guess it all depends on her, on how difficult she is to bring under control. First things first, I think we need to get her to the Base for a week, show her everything, and pump her full of Bob. We need her working for us sooner rather than later, considering the trap the Om set for us. Let's get her here; perhaps we should just skip all the in-between parts."

"We are going to need a bigger bed sooner rather than later," Sandy laughed.

"Perhaps we should move down into the Base, make some living space there. Lots of room, and we will be better protected," he mused.

"You want us to live underground for the rest of our lives? It's bad enough being away from the restaurants and clubs in South Beach."

"Hhmm, well, sort of. We are not very secure here on the surface. Now that we have shown our hand, we can expect the Om will try again, but even harder. If they had doubled the number of Trangrods, we would have been overwhelmed. I think it's time to look to our own security. Get with the Base AI. The Drans built this Base; Bob is confident we can reproduce it on Miranda, surely they can build us a nice secure house."

"Oh, the girls will love the idea. I always wanted to design my own house," Sandy said with a happy sigh.

"Ok, you're the Executive Officer; make it happen," Rhys said firmly.

Sandy responded with an automatic, "Yes, sir." Something shifted inside her mind like a switch had been thrown; a sharp thrill shot through her body as reality seemed to turn. She was his second in command, something repeated in her mind, and her brain whirled considering the implications. Her eyes regained focus, and she realized Rhys was looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"What," she asked?

"You like that, don't you?"

Sandy Smiled. Oh yes, she did like it very much, and her hand resumed caressing Rhys cock. It was now her job, no her responsibility, to ensure Rhys was happy and the other girls. She considered it for a moment savoring the thought and making a quick decision. "Amancia, Kiania, come back to bed," she said firmly. Rhys was still hard, and something had to be done.

"What are you up to?" Rhys asked her as she used her other hand to caress his balls.

She just smiled as the girls hurried into the room. She needed to ensure they were all satisfied, and she had just the thing.

Later, Rhys untangled himself from the girls, driven by hunger. He never did get breakfast, and now he had really worked up an appetite.

Rhys sensed the worry from Bob. "What just happened?" Rhys asked with concern.

"It is unclear. It seems you have changed something in your mate's symbiont by telling her she was your deputy."

"I didn't touch her symbiont; we were not even linked."

"We both felt the change. Something happened when you told your mate that. Perhaps the symbiont now has accepted that your mate is second in command."

"What does that mean?" asked Rhys.

"I do not know. The Drans have no such structure in their basic units of one hundred. I will be watching for changes, and you must also be on your guard. My warnings about your mate fighting you for control must be heeded, even more so now."

***

The next week was busy; Sandy, Amancia, and Kiania huddled together planning their new quarters underground. Rhys and Kiania had worked on improving the rifles' stopping power and some improvements to the armor. The changes were incremental, and it frustrated Rhys that he couldn't do better.

The most important priority was intelligence and weapons. They had no intelligence on the Om. Where were they, how had they known about Iraq, and how to anticipate their future actions? Leslie was a solution to one of those he hoped, but now he needed someone with better skills building their weapons. It turned out that Nordic Missile systems had the person they were looking for. A very bright Ph.D., an expert in missile systems, with a background in ballistics. Her name was Thea. Their company, Miranda Group, now controlled them outright though ownership was cleverly hidden.

"Have we made an offer to her," Rhys asked?

Sandy smiled, "Monetary only, I haven't offered to have you fuck her yet."

"Good," laughed Rhys, "let's not scare her off. When can she be here?"

"The plan is to bring Thea to Enterprise Arms in Knoxville initially. We let her get reacquainted with arms manufacturing and slowly meet us. The only problem was that Thea has a boyfriend," Sandy noted."

"How serious?"

"They aren't living together yet. After we get her under surveillance, we will know more."

Rhys just nodded.

"We are going to take her anyway, aren't we," Sandy asked.

"Yes," said Rhys. "This cannot wait. We know we were lucky last time. Too much depends on us, and I can't afford another mistake like that."

"No guilt this time?"

"Some," he said begrudgingly, "but I am not risking your lives because I didn't do what is best for us all."

Sandy smiled and reached out for his hand. "I agree one hundred percent."

Rhys looked at Amancia and Kiania.

"Yes," Kiania said.

Amancia bit her lip. "I agree; I am looking forward to meeting her."

"Thanks, girls, I appreciate the difficulty, but I would rather give her a symbiont without her permission rather than risk your lives again."