Imnir Ark Vol. 01 Ch. 03

"Don't worry yourself, Isaac. You *will* see it again and again, whether or not you've made up your mind about it." She grinned at him, the cold edge back in her voice.

They were silent for a time, Isaac folding his arms and walking out into the main room. Nall stayed in the bedroom, humming some foreign tune from her homeworld, probably not sung for ten to fifteen million years. A thought entered his mind, strong and compelling; he went to the kitchen and got a cup, and soon found himself mind-controlling into cleaning up the goo. It took probably fifteen minutes, and the bed and part of the hardwood were still soaked, but the bulk of the goo went down the garbage disposal. Fortunately, the stuff seemed odorless, and wiped up easily, but he still made a mental note to prepare his bedroom for the next time Nall made him impregnate a woman; he already had resigned himself to there being more times in the future.

He occupied his mind during this forced task by listening to the pleasant, if simple, tune Nall was humming, and his thoughts turned inward as he was released from his task and he let himself out onto the small porch of his ninth-floor condo. Still nude, the privacy walls on either side of the deck protected him from eyes that would otherwise be alarmed at the sight of a naked man out lounging on his deck; only someone with binoculars could tell he was in the buff from ground level. Isaac pondered his newfound situation for a long time, his thoughts often drifting back to what he'd just seen. More than once he had to fight down the powerful, growing urges within his cock, continually surprising him with their strength.

After nearly two hours, closing in on sunset, Isaac strode inside. Nall was asleep, leaning her back against the side of the bed. *Still as naked as ever*. He rolled his eyes. Jessica was out, sleeping very deeply, a vague smile on her face. Nall stirred, her eyes peering at him. He turned and left, and she followed him out back onto the deck. It occurred to him that someone might well be alarmed even without binoculars at seeing a moving blue figure on his back porch, but he let it go for now, thinking it unlikely. He could always just say she was a huge Hokies fan, unless they got a look up-close. She sat plopped down opposite him, looking out at the sunset.

She broke the silence after a couple minutes. "Earth is nice, by the way."

"We're ruining the hell out of it."

"You haven't seen ruined like Avoch after the Three Wars. This place is comparatively pristine." There was more silence. Isaac finally decided to come out with it.

"If we do this... I need you to listen when I talk. I don't ever want you to hurt anyone."

She suddenly turned to him, astonished, but silent. Nall waited to hear more.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not for this, still. But I know you're going to do it anyway, and I'm not willing to do anything truly desperate to stop you. I know how resolved you are."

Nall looked back at the sunset. "I suppose that's as much as I can hope for." Throwing him a bone, she said, "Well, just so you know, I'm reaching the end of my rope with this mind control stuff. The quarkware was supposed to have been much more unlimited, but I only got to test it on other imnir and the results weren't what the team had originally hoped for. Human brains are different and I have even less control of them. I can mess with people's arousal and fog up their heads, and make them open to limited suggestions if they're not particularly strong-willed... but beyond that, I'm working in the dark and I don't want to tear up some poor human's mind just in the name of experimentation."

"I suspected as much."

She glared at him.

"I'm on the receiving end here. Is it really that much of a surprise? I've seen that you're not spiteful or evil. I saw how you held Jessica; that was more than just your mission. You've just put this mission ahead of... right and wrong."

Nall let out a long breath. "That's also about as much as I can hope for out of you, I guess. Well then, are you ready for the next step?"

"What next step? You keep adding steps. How many damn steps are there?"

"I told you this morning. I have an idea to help me blend in." She hopped over, her ass suddenly planted next to his on his chair. He became quite aware all over again of the warmth of her exotic body, and his penis stirred once more. She suddenly grabbed it by the base, not squeezing it, but holding it quite firmly. He raised an eyebrow.

"A lot of my power is actually tied up in this. In order for it to be able to make human women lay eggs, it has a complex quarkware toolset for biological modification." He tried not to think too hard about the metaphor of a toolset in his balls. "I can load other commands into it, and make the next body it pumps its come into change to my specifications. I can use that to make my own body look human." Isaac perked an eyebrow. His cock was that versatile? Given, only under her direct authority, but the possibilities still widened before him.

"So." She leaned over, opening her mouth and pointing his cock towards herself. "Here goes nothing." She stroked her hair back and gave his cock a few licks, then sucked it into her mouth. Nall seemed lost in either bliss or some other thing wholly occupying her mind while she sucked him, and he placed his hand on the back of her head while she went at him. Suddenly, it was over as quickly as it started, her head rising back to eye level, trailing a little line of spittle back to his dick until she was halfway up. "There. It's ready." His pole, stiff and swaying, demanded satisfaction. Nall stood and led him inside. She grabbed a thick blanket from under the coffee table, and tossed it out haphazardly on the floor. She laid down on her back, holding her hands under her knees and displaying her pussy wantonly. "Come on."

He shrugged, and kneeled down, aiming his pole. The monster cock slid in easily, and he leaned his weight forward further, completing the easy penetration. Despite the quickness of his reaching so far within her, he still felt her pussy tight around his cock, flexible and strong. It was unlike fucking Jessica, the pliable yet firm young girl feeling less experienced and responsive, but tighter and more sensitive. His cock also seemed to react differently when he was fucking fertile human girls, if Jessica was any indication; *probably intended to keep me doing it.* He admitted to himself that it was a powerful motivator. He was a little wistful at the prospect of no longer having an exotic, alien, bright red woman to fuck any time, but his cock pistoned away regardless. Nall's sexual resistance was as imperfect as always, and soon her rough and determined demeanor was melting under his increasingly merciless assault.

Isaac didn't mix up his strategy, sticking to straight, powerful thrusts; his thighs slapped against her ass. His muscles didn't tire as easily as before, continuing to support him even as he pumped away in the somewhat awkward position -- like doing pushups. Nall was apparently still worked up from her experience with Jessica, and to his surprise, she began coming before he did. He felt the pulses around his cock as her body betrayed her, blasting pleasure throughout her and leaving him with the pleasant sight of Nall's tough exterior crumbling into the blissful look of a woman in orgasm.

Isaac felt his own cock's impending explosion a minute or so after she came, her whole person going limp under him as his dick pistoned away. The pole slid in and out of her strangely colored body relentlessly, and he let the now-familiar sensation build and release easily. Soon his come was once again pouring, gout after gout released within her; this time for a different purpose than last. The quarkware infused within his semen went to work, at first resisted by her own body's internal and powerful matrix -- but suddenly its attempted defense was overridden and forcibly suspended by Nall, and she allowed the quarkware in his come to have its way with her body.

Heat spread throughout, from head to toe, as her body was modified to appear human. Isaac withdrew, and watched as her skin tone darkened from fire-hydrant and settling on a deep, rich, butterscotch-like color. Her hair was left unchanged, but all of her exterior appearance was changed and modified. Nall's face, while still shaped the same and recognizable as the same person to Isaac, lost its characteristic yellow-orange spots under her eyes, and all the other spots everywhere else vanished. When the change was complete, she was shaped exactly as before, but now appearing totally human, and a particularly beautiful example. Left tired by the draining experience, Nall laid in place and held up her arms in front of her, inspecting the skin on her hands. She seemed satisfied, but somehow also sad.

"Do you want to see yourself?" Isaac asked. She nodded, but made no effort to move. He picked her up and went into the master bath, its large mirror reflecting both of them. Though she knew what to expect, she was still shocked. Before her was a human woman, very tan, the color of a Pacific Islander -- but tall and slender, and without the epicanthic fold in her eyes characteristic of Asian-derived people. Her straight black hair hung as always, down, with no fuss or decoration. Her eyes were just as before, blue, but they set off her body in a very different way now; they contrasted greatly with her dark, exotic, foreign appearance. She would draw eyes everywhere she went regardless, but for a different reason than her old body would.

"You came out well."

Nall only nodded. A part of her felt a great sense of loss; as the only remaining imnir, she'd just given up the appearance that made her people unique. She had been, as far as she knew, the only living example of her kind in the universe, and now she looked like any other human -- though she caught herself, noting that even with her limited experience on Earth, she still knew she didn't look like just any other human. Tossing her hair, she decided the look suited her, and a slightly exotic appearance might make it easier to explain if she suddenly did or said something inappropriate to the local culture.

"It'll do."