Melinoe Ch. 21-25

While Max pounded Paula from behind, she sampled every flavor of wife.

Then Paula sampled Max's sopping pussy while her other wives took turns riding the Captain. When Max felt there was enough to feed Paula, she was there mouth open eyes staring up.

For three hours the crew of the Deirdre shared themselves, strengthening their bond. They then gently bathed ten Hands of Agatha, drying them, and helping them to bed.

0o0

Agatha looked down at the exceptionally full bed. Six humans, and ten Hands were cuddled together under six duvets, and twelve pillows. The last four hours was the highest level of pure affection Agatha had ever recorded.

Unsurprising, the family was strong and balanced, it felt like just the right time. She laid the five crystalline molecular circuitry shards on Astrid's pillow. Agatha moved to the foot of the bed and one by one looked at her human wives.

Max the Warrior...

Joon the Bard-Priest...

Astrid the Sorcerer-Mage...

Vika the Rogue-Shaman...

Samira the Paladin...

Paula the Witch...

Agatha's eyes began to sparkle in opalescence. The large triple sized bed was soon covered in that magical splendor. Agatha began her labor of love.

Max Intel: Melinoe

Chapter 22 - Bestowment

Max opened her eyes. She felt completely at peace, just floating on the after-glow of an amazing dream party.

The athletic woman could hear the breathing of her family around her. She cherished it, this feeling of devoted camaraderie. It felt precious to her. Max would do anything to protect the family, to keep them safe.

For a few moments she went backwards in her mind, back to the end of this beginning. Max thought about what had happened to her, since letting Agatha go. The first Agatha, often imitated by the current Agatha in dream parties, was just a cat.

A finicky, demanding, nosy... wonderful cat. Surprisingly affectionate, observant, and intelligent. Her first friend, Agatha, was a touchstone for twenty years of Max's life. Letting her go was hard, in some ways the most difficult thing Max had ever done.

But since that day... Max's life just wasn't the same.

After a decade of learning lethally dangerous skills and following orders without question, her reality began to change. For one thing, John Blake, the Lion of the Federation, found Justice. He found Justice for hundreds if not thousands of murder victims. One among them was a retired T-Fed Investigative Service Inspector.

Deirdre Gilmore, a dedicated professional who took pity on a little girl.

Max could still hear her voice, her wise words, and her laughter. The woman was a teacher in every aspect of Max's life, incredibly patient and devoted. When Max started school, Deirdre was there to help her understand the new parameters and perspectives, encouraging the frustrated, gawky girl to find friendship. Even the heartfelt fussing at a girl who grew taller than herself was a precious memory.

Then she was gone... Lost to an assassin's bullet, at the behest of a crime syndicate.

Max blinked and sighed, looking back wasn't always comfortable, but it was necessary. One needed to see the past to understand the present and anticipate the future. Max had lived with that empty place in her heart for a long time.

She now felt it had mostly refilled, no longer quite as painful, with many good memories remaining. The present Agatha had sworn she would do everything in her power to protect Max and their family.

Agatha had gone to great lengths for her, that sacrifice changed Max's very nature. Joon had confirmed it... Max now shared some of Agatha's biology. Max wasn't a Starchild, but she wasn't completely human anymore either. She was stronger, faster and had much greater stamina... She was also much tougher.

Agatha had said she was hesitant to explore the limits. Vika managed to take three hi-velocity ballistic rounds on unarmored skin and walk away with only bruises.

That was much more protection than Max had expected, but Agatha didn't stop there.

She also enhanced her spouses with multi-spectral vision. Agatha was changing her family through Max... Through a requested additional appendage.

As it turned out... Max liked him.

Her new little friend came with a whole array of delightful sensations. 'The gift that keeps on giving' Paula said last night, after her second... or was it third, blowjob. Astrid had requested 'it taste good' and Max thought her cum tasted delicious.

She hadn't heard anyone say otherwise...

There was something about the dream party last night, though, that felt different. Momentous perhaps, like something had been achieved.

Max inhaled deeply, then looked down her long body... her little friend was awake. 'He' usually woke before she did, Max saw no reason not to refer to her penis as a he.

In her own mind Max still thought of herself as female, evidence notwithstanding, but Joon said Max always had a masculine edge to her and, of course, that now was punctuated.

Max gently stroked him with two fingers and a thumb, enjoying the sensations.

*Do you want me to wake up Paula?* Agatha's voice entered her Captain-wife's mind.

Max smiled, *Oh, I don't know; if she's still sleeping peacefully there's no need to wake her.*

*Would you like me to ask her?*

Max smirked, *Oh right, that's a thing now, sure, ask if she is interested.*

Agatha didn't reply but soon Max heard someone wake, quietly slip out of bed and walk to the foot where Max was. Max had to do a double take. It was Paula, but it wasn't the Paula they went to bed with last night.

"Oh, wow..." Max said softly.

Paula was still voluptuous, but now with tanned flawless skin. Her face and body appeared many decades younger. She had a well-defined flat tummy; her breasts and hips were very full and defied gravity.

"Good morning, Max..." The young woman whispered, "I understand my breakfast smoothie is ready."

Paula climbed up between her Captain-wife's thighs and eagerly sucked the hard cock into her mouth.

Max watched this youthful vision of sensuous beauty in fascination, noting the changes to her appearance. Paula looked up at Max's face, those whimsical mismatched eyes suggested erotic desires as the Lieutenant pushed her lips all the way down the now nicely lubricated shaft.

She took Max deeply into her mouth: Max felt the back of her throat and inhaled, biting her lip. Paula moaned around her cock, pulling back briefly for a deep breath before plunging back down, repeating that wonderful action over and over. Max could guess why.

Paula continued this deep bobbing, pushing the hard member deeper and faster. Then Paula stopped and Max felt the tell-tale sign of a strongly clenching throat in an orgasm. Max let through her own climax, filling Paula's mouth.

The gorgeous young woman swallowed it down as her eyes had rolled back during her own climax. Still pumping ropes of delicious vanilla, her cock throbbed in Paula's mouth: she kept swallowing.

Max ran gentle fingers through the silky-soft, wavy, chocolate brown tresses. There wasn't a trace of silver and Max looked forward to Paula's reaction to the changes.

Afterwards, Paula just lay her head on Max's hip, softening penis still between her lips with her heavy breasts on either side of Max's thigh, her breathing slowed.

Max softly stroked her hair as Paula gently suckled at her Captain-wife. Joon laid her head on Max's shoulder, "You both look amazing like that."

The single Hand of Agatha represented put her chin on Joon's hip, a dopey grin on her lips.

Max smiled at her first wife, whispering, "I don't think anyone told her about the throat-gasm."

"Oh, we totally did, but until you experience it, you don't really know what it's like." Joon whispered back, "It's a surprisingly strong climax, even when you're expecting it."

Max bit her lip, then whispered "Maybe I should get the same alteration... then you can wear your 'tool belt' for me."

Joon beamed a smile, "That sounds like fun."

Paula moaned, the cock slipping from her lips. "That was... 'Really' good."

Joon nodded, "Yea, it is."

Paula looked up and smiled.

"Good morning, Beautiful." Joon smiled.

Other spouses began rousing.

"Holyshitthisisbadass!"

Everyone looked at Astrid's side of the bed.

Samira was already sleeping next to Astrid so she levered herself up on two left arms. "Are you okay?"

"This is totally amazing!" Astrid was laying on her back, her head on her pillow, eyes wide open looking around at random in rapid eye movements.

Samira understood exactly what Astrid was experiencing. The wetware was asking for instructions, and Samira could only guess what having five separate systems was like.

"There's so much stuff!" she exclaimed.

Samira sat up and turned to face Astrid, "Okay, yea... After the morning routine is over, we'll go into it.

"But, but, but!?!" Astrid sputtered.

"But nothing, save it for afterwards, c'mon." Samira smirked at the rest on the bed...

Everyone giggled.

"Okay, okay, let me pause it... Wait!" Astrid was pulled to the edge of the bed, Samira held her hand. Astrid blinked several times, then smiled broadly, "Okay... Wait... Your Hair! Did you get more tattoos?"

Samira beamed, "Come on! I want to see them, too!"

Paula was now lying on her back with a tiny muscular woman on top of her, engaged in a deep kiss. Vika pulled back and looked up at Max, licking her lips with a smile.

Max and Joon shared a look and with a nod they engaged in a deep kiss of their own.

Vika pulled Paula up, "You look delicious, Moya Zayka, I may have to ravish you later!"

"It can't be that good," Paula bit her lip, "Can it?"

Vika leveled a decidedly predatory look into her mismatched eyes. "Agatha does good work."

Max and Joon nodded in agreement.

Agatha beamed a smile, "Thank you."

Vika gave her a wink and Paula smiled as the duo dismounted the huge pedestal bed, heading into the bathroom. Joon and Max, still kissing, eventually found their way to the edge of the bed. They slowly followed Paula and Vika. Agatha sighed happily, slipping off the bed moving to join her family for a wash.

Samira inspected her new ink, or pigment, or whatever Agatha did was called. She and Astrid had finished with their biological needs and were at the sinks. Astrid couldn't keep her eyes off of Samira.

But she didn't say a word.

Samira had Agatha embellish every area she was wanting. Mostly the open stretches of skin unaffected by scarring: her neck, under her jaw, the sides of her head, two open areas on her back, her tummy. All except for her breasts, ears and face...

Samira's glorious ebon flowers and spiderwebs flowed everywhere in perfect symmetry. The coal-black tattoos covered most of her sandalwood skin, including eyeliner and lip-liner. Samira's hair was undercut all around her head, showing off the tattoos there and Agatha assured her she would never have to worry about upkeep.

Her parents would have had a royal fit, but she absolutely loved it.

Samira turned to look at her wives. Joon and Max walked into the bathroom, directly to the toilets. Vika gave Samira a thumbs up. Paula blinked in surprise, but nodded appreciation.

Astrid stood there with huge eyes. "Do you approve?" Samira raised an eyebrow, biting her lip.

Astrid didn't say a word, she just pulled Samira into a deep passionate kiss as Agatha wandered in. After the kiss concluded, Astrid ran her fingers through the fifteen-centimeter-long top locks.

"You look completely magnificent. I love it."

Samira smiled pulling, Astrid back from the sinks, and Agatha sat down on a toilet, watching and enjoying the show. Vika escorted Paula to the mirror, she then mounted the step that adorned two of the sinks.

Paula stared at her own face and body... She barely recognized herself. Her mouth hung open as her hands ran all over herself, testing elasticity and firmness.

Vika tilted her head, "I told you; Agatha does good work."

Paula nodded, "Yes, yes you does." Her expression changed to pure joy, and she went directly to Agatha who was on the toilet and kissed her.

Max and Joon stepped up for their wash as Joon smiled at the expressive spouses all over the bathroom in the mirror. She proceeded with her time-honored routine to wash her face.

Joon splashed water over her face then stood up straight as the water dripped down her breasts. She smiled at herself in the mirror and ran both of her hands through her hair.

There was a flash of green that glowed in her eyes, a soft green glow surrounded her for a few moments then faded into her. Joon gasped in fright, her eyes wide. "HOLY SHIT!" Everyone immediately turned to look at her: and just stared. Joon turned to Max, "Did you see that?"

Max's jaw dropped open.

"What?" Joon asked, looking around at her wives, Agatha just smiled broadly at her. Even the normally unflappable Vika was gazing at her with a starry-eyed look.

Max blinked several times, "Jooniper! You're fucking gorgeous!"

Joon raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Max pointed at the mirror.

Joon turned to look and saw a stunningly beautiful, perfectly naked, Elven Princess in the mirror. "Oh wow... Wait, what the fuck?" Joon couldn't believe her eyes. Max stood beside Joon, and in the mirror, Max stood beside the naked Elven Princess. "Oh shit." Joon said.

"Yea... Can you describe what you did?" Max raised her eyebrows.

"I... I washed my face, "Joon started, "I splashed water on myself, then I ran my hands through my hair." Joon ran both her hands through her hair. Everyone saw the flash of green that glowed in Joon's eyes, a soft green glow surrounded her for a few moments then faded into her.

Joon turned to Agatha, "What the fuck is this?"

Agatha bit her lip, "It's your first Bard Ability, Mistress."

Joon just blinked.

0o0

The Day shift finished washing up, Joon held everyone in the CQ for a quick meeting.

"Okay, my sweet, Magical, Cat-girl of a wife: please explain." Joon concentrated on Agatha.

Agatha nodded, "As you know I have been armoring and improving our family for a while now. With the Lessons of Dau, I have discovered new ways of doing so," Agatha smiled at Joon.

"Your first Bard Ability makes you beautiful to anyone."

Joon blinked, "What?"

She turned to Max. Her first wife nodded, "I've never seen you look so beautiful."

Paula muttered, "Stunning."

Vika nodded, "Perfect."

"Gorgeous." Astrid added.

Samira sighed, biting her lip. "Mmhmm."

All of the wives nodded.

Samira thought for a moment, "The Ability buffs your image."

Joon's eyebrows rose, then she nodded, "Image... that sounds precisely correct to me.

A few moments of discussion among the crew then...Samira commented, "Looking at this in gamer logic." Quiet fell as the wives listened. "This 'Image' buff makes you beautiful to anyone, any species... as a performer that is Amazing."

Joon nodded seeing that logic. Samira continued, "As a diplomat... it will be a massive Advantage." Paula raised her eyebrows, "Oh, Definitely!" Joon looked at all of her wives, they nodded in agreement. She bit her lip, still standing naked before them, she took a deep breath.

Joon ran both her hands through her hair... a flash of green glow glimmered in her eyes; the green surrounded her for a few moments then faded into her. "I got this." She nodded. Joon turned to Agatha, "We will discuss the Lessons of Dau over breakfast."

She then glanced at her family with a critical eye, "Bard isn't the only Fantasy Class on this ship." Everyone's eyes widened.

Agatha nodded and smiled, "Correct, Mistress."

0o0

Eight nude women of the Deirdre stood tall in the cargo bay. Agatha said she was reestablishing her three by eight shift rotation so 'Una' joined them in the bay. It was a little cozy with the two large crates of Astrid's new toys taking up space.

Agatha standing at the aft of the hold bowed.

Everyone bowed in response.

The Kata began.

First rotation...

Paula was a beginner, so she had no technique to speak of and she barely knew half the forms. But she did not give up or get upset, she carried on and tried her best to learn.

Max was inspired with Paula's determination.

Paula's newfound youthful exuberance showed too, she was smiling brightly while she danced.

Second rotation...

Max observed the rest of her family.

Astrid and Vika's techniques were much improved, their forms were sharp and accurate. Joon was growing in confidence, she could easily gain rank if she chose, maybe even two. She looked incredibly alluring and attractive; Max could have watched her for hours.

Samira was also watching Joon, it was hard to tell if she was distracted by Joon's Ability or not.

Third rotation...

Something was odd.

Max tried to puzzle it out, something close was nagging at her. Then it went click in Max's mind, like her hand finding something familiar in the dark. A crisp trigger pull on a firearm, the edge of a perfectly honed blade. An arrow arcing to a target forty yards away scoring a bullseye.

The world slowed, there was a perceivable sepia tint to it.

Max glanced around her. Her family was moving in slow motion just as she was. Max had felt this sensation once before, on Staverka. Her body was dying, but Max wasn't finished yet, she had a mission to complete.

She had no impending suicidal mission now, and she wasn't dying. It was like she had all the time in the world to think, adjust, maneuver.

The third rotation took three times as long to complete, Max didn't mind at all. She used that time to study the condition she found herself in. Was this her Fantasy Class Ability? She shifted her focus to Agatha at the Aft of the cargo hold.

Their eyes met. Agatha's smile and a twinkle in her eyes was Max's answer.

Max felt she could let the sensation go... and it faded. The Kata concluded and everyone bowed at normal speed.

The family praised each other, but especially Paula as everyone made their way to the CQ showers. Warm water, cleansing foam and plenty of assistance.

Max gave Agatha a raised eyebrow.

She smiled and tilted her head.

"What did you experience, Max?" Agatha inquired, her voice projected over the shower.

Everyone heard that and looked at their Captain-wife. Showers were turned off, only the sound of water dripping off nude bodies remained. Joon shared a look with Max.

"You too?" She inquired.

Max nodded, "Yea... But I think it's combat dependent."

"I was able to perceive time differently, it was slowed way down, and I could be very precise."

Everyone listened.

Joon pursed her lips, and shifted her focus to Agatha, "I wish you would explain this, I feel like you're playing a game with us."

Agatha shook her head slowly, "I am sorry, Mistress, that is not my intention. It is necessary for you to Discover your abilities this way, see them in context. Please allow the process to proceed naturally, I will assist when needed." Agatha smiled softly.

Joon nodded, but her lips were thinned indicating she wasn't thrilled with that answer.

Agatha raised her eyebrow at Max, "Maybe sparring would help?"

Max smirked, "That's what I was thinking: after breakfast."

Vika and Samira both smiled at the prospect. They dried off chatting about possible abilities. Samira had a number of really good ideas for everyone.

Agatha only smiled.

The day crew went to the CQ and mostly dressed in BDU's. Joon wore her favorite green jumper, with the mahogany skirt, matching green socks and chunky trainers. Samira wore only her beloved tabard; it was very comfortable.

Max announced she was going to chat with Uncle Goat and started out towards the corridor.

"Can I sit on your lap?" Joon asked, the petite Ambassador gave Max a sensuous look, her eyes filled with promise.