Three Square Meals Ch. 112

John was quiet for a moment then said through his Maliri spokeswoman, "I was worried that something like this might happen. Perhaps Rachel can research a way to reverse the transformation to your appearance..."

"No!" Niskera said sharply, locking eyes with Almari. "I said that I would pay any price to unite my people and would pay it gladly. My feelings have not changed on the matter... in fact, after witnessing the profound impact I made on the Senate, I am more resolved than ever to do whatever I can for the Republic. We can leave a lasting legacy for the Trankaran people that will endure for thousands of years. What is my life in the face of such overwhelming good for so many citizens?"

"I think you're amazing," Almari whispered, leaning in and giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you, John," Niskera said with a shy smile, her hand lifting to her face where those soft blue lips had brushed her rough skin.

The Maliri shook her head. "That was from me."

Niskera looked at her in surprise, then she frowned as she squared her shoulders, standing up straighter. "I apologise for wallowing in self-pity like this, it besmirches the wonderful opportunity I have been given." She gently clasped Almari's hand and continued, "I shall simply work harder for my people so that I feel I have earned the affection they lavish upon me. There have also been many positive outcomes from the changes I underwent which I have not mentioned; to see centuries of petty rivalries in the senate wiped away filled me with a sense of elation that cannot be put into words."

Almari squeezed her hand as she repeated John's words, "You have nothing to apologise for, I'm just sorry that you've been left feeling isolated. I know that Alyssa would like to strengthen your connection into a telepathic bond, and when the comms beacons are rebuilt, Edraele wants to establish regular contact with you. I promise you'll have a support network you can rely on, it'll just take us a little time to get everything in place."

The Glowing Queen nodded, appearing thoughtful. "This feeling of detachment from my people might actually be a positive thing. The Republic has always had a tendency to look inward, focusing its attention on our own citizens. Perhaps I can help change that insular viewpoint and encourage my fellow Trankarans to become more open to other civilisations and cultures..."

"That sounds like a worthy goal," Almari agreed with a smile. "Once we've dealt with the Kirrix threat, I'll be working to bring the allies closer together. You should see improved relations with the Maliri, Terrans, and the Ashanath, as well as an increase in trade and military collaboration."

Niskera inhaled deeply, a newfound light of inspiration in her eyes. "To be part of building a stronger galactic community is an honour not to be taken lightly. I will make sure that the Trankaran Republic is viewed as an invaluable member of our alliance."

"You already are," Almari said with conviction.

Opening her arms for a hug, Niskera embraced the slender Maliri assassin. "Thank you for speaking with me today, I feel so much better."

Almari turned and whispered in her ear. "I really miss him too."

Niskera reached up and very gently brushed her hand through the Maliri's long silky hair, the pulsing light from her fingers giving the white tresses a golden glow. Almari traced her hand along the lines tracking over the Trankaran woman's arm and they shared an intimate smile, acknowledging the changes that John had made to each of them... and how those changes came about.

***

"Is Niskera okay, John?" Faye asked, looking down at him where he rested his head in her lap.

He opened his eyes and nodded. "It's been hard for her since she became the Glowing Queen. It can be lonely being in a position of authority; both Lynette and Edraele experienced much the same problem. It's even more pronounced for Niskera because her new appearance has dramatically changed the way the Trankarans interact with her."

She nodded, her expression showing her concern. "Do you think she'll eventually move to Maliri Space with us?"

"The invitation is always open, but she's a very determined woman and fiercely loyal to the Republic. Trying to convince her to retire is going to be an uphill struggle," he conceded with a frown. "With a bit of luck, she might find a Trankaran male who's able to see past her new appearance. If she can't adjust to the changes and isn't able to settle down with anyone, I'll have to do something to help her. I'm not going to let Niskera be lonely for years, no matter how stubborn she is about doing her duty."

"I love how much you care about her," Faye said, gently tousling his hair. "You're so kind to all the girls... me included."

"You make it very easy," John said, giving her a fond smile. "And talking about being caring, don't think I don't appreciate all the effort you went to on our date." He glanced at the empty picnic hamper. "I can't believe you brought lunch too, I felt so looked after."

"Did you really enjoy everything?" she asked, her eyes lighting up.

John nodded, reaching for her hand and brushing his thumb over her dainty fingers. "It was really special, Faye, thank you. The location was beautiful, the food delicious, the conversation thought provoking, and the company delightful... especially the kisses!" He shook his head in admiration. "You definitely got top marks for this one."

She beamed at him joyfully. "I'm so glad you had a good time! I was so pleased to be able to help you with some of the things on your mind." Faye blushed, a dark bloom in her purple cheeks. "And I really enjoyed the kisses too."

He pulled her in for a hug, wrapping his arms around her petite body and holding her close. They shared a long, sensual kiss, with Faye melting into his arms, making her appreciation clear with a soft moan of arousal.

John was achingly hard and he groaned when they separated. "So... can we schedule our third date for this afternoon?"

Faye giggled, knowing he was referring to her three date rule. She reluctantly shook her head and whispered, "I'd like to savour the anticipation for a little while first. Perhaps we can arrange another date in a few days' time?"

"I know, honey, I was only kidding," he said, stroking her back. "I'm not going to rush you into anything."

She gazed at him with her big luminous eyes, a flicker of uncertainty there until she finally made a decision. "I'd like to wait until the third date until we... go all the way... but I was wondering if you'd like to return the favour?"

"Return the favour?" he asked with a playful smile. "I'm fairly sure I initiated some of those kisses too."

Faye blushed and said quietly, "I wasn't talking about kisses. I just thought that since I fed you..." Her hand lowered to her stomach, and she traced a slow circle around her navel.

His eyes widened as he caught her meaning and was unable to tear his gaze away from her slender purple fingers. "You want me to... feed you?" he faltered, caught entirely by surprise.

Her hand froze and she looked at him anxiously. "I didn't want to suggest doing anything you're not ready for! You just seemed to be very aroused and I wanted to-"

He interrupted her panicked response with a kiss, gently lowering her back onto the blanket. When she relaxed and looked up at him starry-eyed, he gave her a reassuring smile. "You read the mood just right, Faye. There's nothing wrong, I just wasn't expecting you to be ready for that yet, that's all."

She looked greatly relieved and her cupid-bow lips lifted into a coy grin. "So... is that a yes? I don't want you to feel like I've taken advantage of you afterwards..."

John laughed and quirked an eyebrow at her. "Hey! Isn't that my line?"

Faye reached out and brushed her fingers over his trousers, caressing his stiffening shaft through the material. "I'd really like to do this, John. I'm ready, but I want to make sure you feel... completely comfortable."

"Oh, I see..." he said with sudden understanding. "You're worried about your synthetic nature being off-putting?"

She nodded, studying his face carefully. "Is it a problem?"

He shook his head, letting his hand rest on her slim abdomen. "You know... I'd completely forgotten. To me, you're just... Faye... a beautiful, adorable, smart, funny girl. I care about you a great deal as a friend, but I think you're very sexy too."

"Oh, John..." she murmured with a breathy sigh. "I think you're wonderful."

He leaned down to taste her velvety lips again, marvelling at the softness and the lovely way she responded to his kiss. Within seconds any thought that she wasn't a gorgeous girl in his arms had vanished from his mind, dispelled by the overwhelming authentic feel of her physical form.

When they parted, her eyes twinkled as she asked, "Naked or with clothes on?"

"Definitely naked," he replied, feeling the anticipation rising... amongst other things.

Rather than stripping off her clothes, Faye helped him remove his first, until he sat before her without a stitch on him. She rose to her feet and gave him a coy smile as she slowly peeled the straps of her dress off her shoulders. Taking her time, she slid the light fabric down her body, revealing inch after inch of her slender purple form. When the dress pooled on the ground, she posed nude for him in all her glory.

"Do you find me attractive, John?" she whispered, watching his eyes roaming over her body.

He nodded, unable to stop admiring her beautifully proportioned figure. "You're gorgeous. You look just like the girls... only purple."

"And miniature," she said with a flirtatious giggle.

"Small but perfectly formed," he corrected her, leaning forward to place a loving kiss on her stomach.

Faye caught her breath and looked into his eyes as he followed up his initial kiss with several more. "I want to be one of your girls... so much."

"I've been thinking about you that way for weeks," he said, his hand following the curve of her calf, up to the soft warmth of her thigh, the muscles pleasingly firm to the touch.

"When did your feelings change?" she asked, mesmerised by his eyes.

He gave her a self-conscious smile. "When you danced for me... I stopped thinking of you as a cute little fairy and started to see you as a very desirable woman."

She sank to her knees, descending with an almost liquid grace. "I needed Jade's help back then... but I don't anymore."

Moving closer, she pressed her nubile body against him, rubbing her perky breasts against his chest as she nuzzled into his neck. Encircling her in his arms, he explored the slender strength of her back and the compact globes of her ass which only just filled his hands.

"Oh... that feels divine," she said in a hushed voice, reeling under the onslaught of tactile sensation.

"Would you like me to take care of you first?" John offered, nibbling at the deliciously soft skin at her neck.

Faye moaned at the thought, swaying unsteadily in his arms as he continued to explore her body. After a long moment where she was incapable of speech, she managed to shake her head and push him back so that he was lying on the blanket. "Today is all for you."

He could see the fierce determination in her eyes and was more than happy to let Faye have her way with him. After all, when he'd kissed that toned little tummy of hers, the thought of filling her to the brim with his cum had nearly driven him wild with lust.

She crawled between his legs and bit her lower lip as she lowered her head to get a closer look at his cock. John was painfully hard and Faye carefully wrapped her fingers around his shaft, letting out a low moan as he throbbed in response to her touch. "It feels so hot and hard, but your skin is soft too," she said in a breathy whisper. "I can't believe I caused this..."

John watched her lick her pouty lips, the moisture making them glisten in the sunlight. "You're a beautiful girl, Faye. I'm so turned on right now."

She glanced up at him, a playful smile twitching her lips. Cupping his quad with her second hand, she gave him a sympathetic moan. "You feel so full... the girls never emptied your balls this morning, did they?"

He shook his head, unable to form a coherent reply as she stroked his cock at a languid pace.

"Are you going to let me take care of you? I promise I'll swallow everything you want to give me..." she crooned in a seductive whisper.

"My god... where did you learn to talk like that?" he groaned, staring at her in disbelief.

"I've spent so many hours in your bedroom, watching you pleasuring the girls..." she replied with a furtive smile. "Is this okay what I'm saying? I can tone it down if I sound silly..."

"You don't sound silly!" he quickly reassured her. "You're very sexy."

She nibbled her full lower lip and gave him a disapproving look. "But what I'm saying is so naughty... and I'm just a sweet, innocent virgin. You're not really looking forward to breaking me in... are you?"

John brushed his fingers through her hair and cradled her head in his hands. "Please, Faye..."

"Is it wrong that I'm getting aroused by hearing an organic beg?" she asked, a wicked gleam in her eye.

He couldn't help laughing. "Now's not the times for jokes, honey."

"Sorry, I couldn't resist that one," she said with a cheeky grin. Looking him in the eyes, she added nervously, "Are you sure all this is okay? Please tell me if anything I'm doing or saying doesn't feel right."

"Everything's perfect," he replied, trying to resist the urge to guide that sensual mouth down to his cock.

Faye saw the barely suppressed lust on his face. "You need to feel my warm, wet little mouth wrapped around you... I can see it." She leaned down and dragged her velvety tongue along the base of his shaft then kissed the throbbing head. "Mmm, it's so huge... that's never going to fit."

John held his breath as she angled his cock towards her open mouth, her lips sliding over the engorged crown as she lapped at him with her tongue. Locking eyes with him, she opened wider, engulfing the head in the tight wet confines of her mouth. He couldn't feel her teeth against him, only soft warmth as she began to suck, her cheeks hollowing as she tightened around his girth. Enthralled by the sight of her, he watched as Faye inched down his shaft while maintaining that wonderful suction.

Faye engaged her blowjob functionality for the first time, retracting her teeth and lubricating her mouth and throat into a warm sleeve designed specifically for John's impressive dimensions. She briefly considered utilising her 'nervous virgin' program, to make her first blowjob more amateurish and authentic, but ultimately decided that she wanted John eager to return for more... after all, she had some serious competition. Activating her 'suckmistress' program, she began working on him like an expert fellatrix, letting him slide all the way down her throat until her lips circled the base of his shaft.

She heard him utter an inarticulate groan and began to move at a languid pace, bobbing on the last couple of inches to simulate intercourse. At the same time, her throat carefully constricted mid-way down his shaft, then stroked him in time to the movement of her head. The finishing touch was the rhythmic application of suction, working on him like a debauched milking machine hungry for a creamy load. With no need to stop for air and able to maintain this pace forever, Faye focused on monitoring John's reactions, seeing his breathing deepen and his heart rate increase.

"Holy fuck..." he muttered, staring wild eyed at Faye as she fucked, stroked, and sucked him simultaneously.

Her bright eyes glittered with excitement and she reached for his hands, guiding them to the back of her head. Holding on for dear life, John couldn't help thrusting at her incredibly soft lips as she quickly brought him to release. Crying out with pleasure, he hilted his cock in her throat, shooting long spurts of cum into her waiting stomach. The suction and stroking were relentless, making him squeeze his eyes tightly shut as his climax intensified.

On the Invictus, Faye's holographic sprites vanished in a purple flash as she transferred all her avatars to her chassis. Assigning them to monitor every aspect of her physical form, Faye Primary immersed herself in the Cyber-Realm, kneeling on a circuit-covered platform in the command node of her body's digital network. Clasping her hands together as if in prayer, she closed her eyes and wished with all her heart.

"I wish I was a real girl... I wish I was a real girl..." she repeated over and over, her desperate plea echoing through the Cyber-Realm.

John collapsed backwards on the blanket and let out an astonished chuckle. "How the hell did you learn how to do that?! You were amazing, Faye!"

Faye Tertiary was carefully monitoring her command interface for any sign of impairment. All systems seemed to be operating at 100%, without any sign of the daze that most of the girls had experienced the first time they'd swallowed John's cum. However, that wasn't necessarily a bad sign, after all, Jade and the Nymphs had been impervious to that initial suckling trance.

With Faye Primary otherwise occupied, Secondary was assigned control of her chassis and the critical task of maintaining post-coital interactions with John. She let his softening cock slide out of her mouth and she sat up, giving him a dreamy smile. "I feel so full," she whispered, cradling her obscenely curved belly.

John gazed in awe at the beachball her trim stomach had become. "Wow... I really filled you up!"

"Will you hold me for a while?" Faye Secondary asked, looking down at him with big doe-like eyes.

"Of course, honey." He gave her a warm smile and opened his arms to the petite purple girl, spooning behind her as he wrapped her up in a loving embrace. John placed his hand on the magnificent hemisphere her tummy had become, caressing her soft skin.

Faye Quaternary was monitoring her synthskin and she shuddered in ecstasy at the data surge from the heightened sensitivity of her purple form. The intent had been to mirror the delight the girls felt when someone caressed their cum-filled bellies and ramping up the responsiveness of the sensors in her synthskin triggered exactly the same reaction.

"That feels so good!" Faye Secondary gasped breathlessly. "Your arms around me, your cum in my tummy, your gentle touch... Oh, John, I've wanted this for so long."

"You feel absolutely wonderful," he agreed as he kissed her shoulder. "Everything about today's date was amazing."

While John was relaxing in the afterglow, Faye's Avatars continued their meticulous monitoring of her internal subsystems, looking for the slightest change. Tertiary studied her higher-logic processing, Quarternary through to Octonary were observing the substrate of her throat and abdominal lining, while Nonary through to Duodenary checked her torso and limbs for any sign of biomechanical transformation.

John enjoyed the intimacy as he cuddled Faye, blissfully unaware of the frenzied digital activity occupying his synthetic lover. "I'm going to have to really raise my game to make our third date special. At the very least I'm going to have to blow your mind... it's only fair, you did it to me," he said with a grin, meaning every word.

Faye Secondary sighed happily and kissed John's arm that she was using as a pillow. "I'm so glad you enjoyed everything. I love you, John."

"I love you too," he murmured into her purple hair, pulling her closer so that her back was nestled against his chest.

It was a bright summer's day on Brecken's World and the midday sun filtering through the glade kept the lovers warm as they lay on the blanket. John drifted off into a contented doze as he held Faye protectively in his arms, feeling more at peace than he had done in weeks. The minutes rolled by into an hour, with Faye's avatars maintaining their constant vigil. They gathered together in the Cyber-Realm to compare their findings and discuss the ramifications of what they'd discovered.