Three Square Meals Ch. 120

"This one modified her original form to accommodate your preferences," Neysa said with a warm smile. "Do you approve?"

"You look... beautiful..." he replied, marvelling at her exotic appearance.

She held out her hand for him. "Let me please you, Master..."

John got up from his seat and peeled off his clothes, then took her hand and let Neysa lead him over to the bed. He couldn't take his eyes off her tail, which moved as if it had a mind of its own. When they lay down, it curled over to stroke his arm, the contact gentle and sensuous. John kissed the Nymph and she moaned into his mouth, her cool skin heating up as she grew more aroused. He rolled her over onto her back, then smiled as he started kissing his way down her body.

"You don't have to do that, Master," she begged him, her hands going to his head as she gently pulled him up. "I'm so ready for you!"

"Hush, little nymph," he said, clasping her wrists and pinning them to the bed. "I'm curious to see what you taste like..."

Neysa bit her lip, then groaned when he lapped at her pussy, his tongue delving into her slick folds. There was a slight hint of caramel to her and John grinned as he savoured Neysa's sweetness. The Nymph bucked against him, her hips rolling in response to his attention, her tail curling around his neck to stroke his throat as he swallowed. Neysa climaxed at the same time, her limber legs wrapping around his head and holding him in place for a couple of seconds before sagging backwards.

"You're delicious," he said with a smile, moving up her body until he was face-to-face with her.

She stuck out a delicate pink tongue and licked his lips. "Mmm... I do taste good."

John laughed, which morphed into an appreciative moan as she wriggled her hips to slot his cock into place. He knew the Nymphs were built to take a pounding without complaint, but he entered her slowly, letting Neysa relish the taking of her new form for the first time. When he was hilted in her snug pussy, she wrapped her legs around him, while her tail massaged his quad.

"Can I feed you like this?" he asked, punctuating his sentence with a slow thrust.

Neysa groaned at the penetration, but managed to nod. "Yes, Master. Jade taught us how..."

Cradling her head in his hands, he stroked her furry ears, making Neysa mewl with pleasure. "You like that?"

She nodded, her hazel eyes gazing up at him in adoration.

"I love your new body," he murmured, increasing his tempo. "You're such a clever girl..."

Neysa trembled in ecstasy, his heartfelt approval a more potent aphrodisiac than anything she could have ever imagined. John made love to her, exploring her responsive new form as she climaxed for him repeatedly. He felt like a sex god as she begged him for more, their passions reaching new heights until he couldn't hold back any longer. After filling her up, he rolled to the side and collapsed on the bed, panting for breath after their enthusiastic coupling.

Soft hazel light caught his eye and he watched the radiant pulses expanding outwards from her curved stomach. "I like the colour," he said with a smile, following one of the pulses across her skin with a fingertip.

"This one wanted to be a bit different to Jade," she explained, stroking her tummy and watching the curved light. She hesitated, then looked up into his eyes and made a conscious effort to correct herself. "I... wanted to be different."

His smile broadened and he felt a surge of pride for the earnest Nymph. The previous times she'd stopped referring to herself in the third person had been by accident, but this was the first time it had been intentional. John leaned down to kiss her and Neysa sighed with delight as they embraced.

***

Dana hummed a happy tune to herself as she worked, her fingers dancing over two engineering consoles in the Workshop. Her left hand was reproducing the recently unlocked schematics for the Quantum Power Augmenter, while her right hand was drafting a second blueprint for the component, but making modifications so that it could be forged in Crystal Alyssium. Her eyes flicked back and forth between the two, the radiance shining from within casting a golden glow over the consoles.

She was so engrossed in her work, Dana didn't react when her girlfriend entered the Engineering Bay. Rachel slipped off her high heels and crept across the metal decking without making a sound, before padding up the steps to the Engineering Podium. The brunette grinned as she got closer, getting ready to tickle the distracted redhead.

Dana suddenly whirled around and flashed her fingers in Rachel's face. "Boo!"

Caught totally be surprise, the young doctor visibly jumped in fright, never expecting that for a moment.

Bursting into laughter, Dana shook her head with glee. "You should see the look on your face!"

"Hey!" Rachel exclaimed indignantly, placing a hand over her thumping heart. "You scared the crap out of me!"

The unrepentant redhead did a victory dance. "I finally got you back! Woohoo!"

Narrowing her eyes, Rachel grumbled, "I should never have asked John to cure your fixation problem."

"Ah, poor baby, did you get scared?" Dana asked with a sly grin. She stepped closer to her lover and leaned down towards her chest. "Want me to kiss it better?"

Rachel removed her hand and watched as Dana unbuttoned the first few buttons of her blouse, then gently kissed the upper swell of her succulent breast. "Mmm... I missed you," she murmured, pulling her girlfriend up for a kiss.

"I missed you too," Dana said quietly when they separated.

The brunette gave her a knowing smile. "Before or after you were begging John for more cum?"

"After," the redhead admitted bashfully. "But we talked about you and everything!"

"You had the soulmates discussion?" Rachel asked, raising an eyebrow.

Dana nodded. "John tried to play it cool, but I could tell he was touched." She smiled and cupped her girlfriend's face in both hands and kissed her tenderly. "Thanks for helping me come up with that, it was perfect... exactly the way I feel about you both."

Rachel traced a heart over Dana's left breast, then kissed the centre. "I love the idea of sharing your heart with him." As she straightened, she glanced over the redhead's shoulder at the holo-screens. "What have you been up to?"

"I've got the mass fabricators churning out parts for another Eternity Crystal cultivation bed," Dana replied, looking shifty as she turned around. "While I'm waiting for the batch to complete, I was just transcribing some new tech schematics. They're pretty awesome..."

The brunette laughed and hugged her from behind. "You still haven't looked at the hive queen carapace yet, have you?"

Dana shuddered. "It's totally gross! Every time I think about analysing it, I remember what that thing did to all those colonists..."

"I know... but it won't stay preserved forever unless we store it in cryo," Rachel said with sympathy. "I'm taking a break from psychic training for a few hours. If you ask nicely, I'll help with the dissection and you can just observe... You won't even have to touch it."

"Please, please, please help!" Dana begged, turning around and looking at her with huge pleading eyes.

Rachel laughed and nodded, reaching for a case of surgical instruments propped up against her medical console. "Laser scalpel on standby! Let's take a look..."

***

Fleet Commander Amlaril walked across the Bridge of the Maliri battleship and sat on her imposing command chair. Her fingers brushed over runes on the armrest and several holo-screens appeared, showing her that the refit of the upgraded heatsinks and new Brimorian shields had been successfully completed. She changed the view, studying the exterior of the Entheas Alari from a suite of external cameras. The massive warship had been constructed over a century ago and for the first time in its long years of service, the armoured hull was no longer gold, but a brilliant white.

She marvelled at the dramatic new appearance of her command ship for a moment, then glanced across the Bridge at her helmswoman. "Alright, take us up."

The Maliri officer nodded curtly. "Departure clearance granted, requesting disengagement of docking clamps."

The Ashanath crew in charge of Drydock Flight Control responded quickly and the Maliri battleship lifted off the hangar deck, its hull grasped by a dozen huge docking clamps. The silvery arms rotated the vessel 180 degrees along its horizontal axis and when the manoeuvre had been successfully completed, the clamps unlocked, releasing the warship. The Entheas Alari started to drop towards the surface of Ashana until the helmswoman activated retro-thrusters to arrest their descent.

Turning with surprising agility despite its huge bulk, the enormous warship peeled away from the drydocks built into the base of the floating city. It dipped into the warren of broad trenches that directed traffic to and from the Ashanath capital, then merged with traffic leaving the city. Amlaril smiled as she watched a broad variety of alien shipping rush to get out of her way, some even breaching port speed in their haste to put some distance between them and the imposing Maliri battleship. A Bract clipper narrowly avoiding crashing into a Nethrilla gas haulage tanker as it weaved recklessly across flight lanes and she could only imagine what they must be thinking.

Finally emerging from the underbelly of the city, the bow of the white capital ship lifted skyward, leaving the surface of the dusty orange planet behind them. Ascending into orbit, Amlaril glanced over at the System Map in the centre of the Bridge, where she could see significant activity around the Ashanath homeworld. The battlefield had been cleared of Ashanath vessels, leaving only the broken hulks of Drakkar ships, many of which were being stripped of their black armour. Large groups of silvery saucers were arranged in formations, with every vessel that hadn't been completely obliterated now repaired and back in action.

Amlaril had accompanied Councillor Talari on a tour of the repair facilities within the shipyard and had been astounded by the speed with which the Ashanath were able to rebuild their vessels. The councillor had explained that the silver metal they called Etherium was extremely responsive to psychic powers and their new psi-shapers let them manipulate it with ease. While Etherium was nowhere near as resilient as Alyssium, the diminutive grey-skinned aliens had managed to repair nearly 80% of their original fleet, which had suffered crippling losses against the Drakkar.

She turned her attention to the eight huge asteroids which now hung in orbit around the orange planet. A ninth was being towed into position, battleship-class Ashanath saucers guiding it into place via powerful tractor beams. She faced her senior tactical officer and said curtly, "Activate the Tactical Overlay."

One of the massive asteroids was highlighted in red, with detailed targeting information listed beside it. The Ashanath were using these asteroids as the foundation for a new set of defence starbases around their homeworld and Amlaril had offered to assist with a bit of pruning.

"Fire when ready, Beam Lasers only," she instructed the team manning the battleship's tactical stations.

Using the instructions provided by the Ashanath, the Maliri gunners opened fire, striking one of the stationary asteroids with dozens of blue beams. The blazing columns of energy slashed back and forth, carving deep trenches through the surface as they whittled away the enormous chunk of rock. However, Amlaril wasn't interested in the object of the battleship's wrath, she was focused on the recharge rates of the Beam Laser batteries. The upgraded Kintark heatsinks had made a significant difference, with weapon barrels cooling at a quicker rate, letting the Maliri warship fire much faster.

"Contact Councillor Talari," she requested when the gunners finally stopped shooting.

His grey bulbous face appeared on the holo-screen shortly afterwards, unblinking black eyes watching her with interest.

"Good morning, Councillor," Amlaril greeted him politely.

"And to you, Fleet Commander," he replied in his eerie whispering voice. "I was monitoring the weapon test from Ashana. Your gunnery teams are skilled marksmen... Councillor Rathus was most pleased with their accuracy in adhering to the strictures of his design."

Amlaril glanced at the asteroid which was pockmarked with dozens of glowing shafts that cored deep into its surface. "Thank you for providing a convenient target dummy. You may proceed with phase two."

"Our vessel is moving into position."

She glanced at her chief engineer. "Shields up." Returning her attention to the Grey Councillor she smiled behind her opaque crystal faceplate. "We're ready."

One of the silvery disc-shaped cruisers in attendance moved closer to the Maliri warship, then lashed out at the Entheas Alari with a salvo of orange beams. The deadly energy weapon attack caressed the shields, causing faint ripples in the surface of the protective field.

"Negligible impact to our shield strength," the chief engineer dutifully informed her.

Amlaril watched with interest, impressed by the resilience of the new Brimorian shields. After a dozen similar salvos, which still hadn't reduced the battleship's shields below 95% shield strength, she said, "Prepare to drop shields on my mark."

Talari blinked a couple of times. "Are you quite certain about this, Fleet Commander?"

"Please proceed with Phase three," she replied, nodding her confirmation. Glancing at her chief engineer, she ordered, "Deactivate shields."

The Maliri officer hesitated for a second, then her hand swept over her console, cutting power to the battleship's protective fields. "Deactivating..."

When the Ashanath cruiser fired its next broadside of energy beams, there was nothing to prevent them from striking the Entheas Alari's hull, orange columns scything across the shiny white surface.

"Have you sustained damage?" Talari asked, his normally emotionless voice tinged with concern.

"All affected capacitors are charged, but safely diverting energy," the Maliri engineer replied, sounding thrilled. "Our armour sustained no damage."

Relaxing in her Command Chair, Amlaril beamed at the robed Ashanath, her happiness reflected in her voice. "The test was an unqualified success, Councillor. Thanks very much for your assistance and please pass on my regards to your engineering teams."

Talari inclined his head politely. "I shall do as you ask, Fleet Commander. I am delighted the refit of your vessel has been completed to your satisfaction."

"Our friendship goes from strength to strength, Talari," she gushed, while bowing her head in gratitude.

His small mouth twitched into a smile. "That it does, Amlaril."

Talari ended the call, leaving her gazing at a blank holo-screen. The Ashanath had been nothing but friendly and welcoming to their Maliri guests and she felt a surge of gratitude to the diminutive grey-skinned aliens. She wished there was a way she could repay them, then the spark of an idea came to her.

Rising from her chair, Amlaril strode towards her command suite. "Place a call through to Queen Edraele and connect her through to my private chambers, please."

***

John led Neysa out of the bathroom, then squatted down to pick up their hastily discarded clothes. He handed the long dress to the Nymph, then started pulling on his pants and top.

She looked at the aquamarine dress for a moment, then smiled and draped it over the bed. "It's lovely, but unfortunately that won't fit me now."

He looked at her in surprise, as her figure had remained unchanged, with only the colouration affected. "If that's a dress that Alyssa made, the material should stretch over your tummy."

The Nymph leisurely caressed the gentle curve of her cum-filled stomach, having not yet finished absorbing that morning's breakfast. Bands of light swept over her skin as John continued to enhance and strengthen her body. "It's not my tummy that's the problem." Neysa turned away and the tip of her long fluffy tail tickled his nose.

John laughed and nodded. "Ah, I see."

She smiled and brushed her fingers over the silky material. "This one could just tear a hole in the back to make it fit, but it belongs to Jade and it's such a pretty dress." The Nymph paused then added, "I wouldn't want to ruin it."

He pulled her into a hug. "I really enjoyed this morning with you, Neysa. I'm just sorry you had to wait so long for some individual attention. I promise we'll have plenty more time together on the way home to Valaden."

"That sounds wonderful, Master," she said with a breathy sigh, then purred contentedly as he stroked her back.

*Whenever you're ready, Leylira is waiting for you in the Lagoon,* Jade informed him, sounding even happier than before.

John stroked Neysa's cheek as he looked down into her hazel eyes. "Apparently your sister is waiting for me."

She nodded and smiled. "Leylira... I know. I'll keep you company."

Neysa interlinked her fingers with his as they left Jade's bedroom and had an extra spring in her step as they walked down the corridor to the grav-tube. John darted a glance at her as they descended, pleased to see how happy she was.

*Pleasing our Master is a Nymph's reason for being,* Jade said gently. *You were lovely with her and held nothing back. Neysa knows in her heart that you enjoyed yourself and are pleased with her... so she's the happiest she's been since she joined us.*

*She's a bright, charming, and affectionate girl; I loved spending time with her,* John said as they stepped onto the Deck Three corridor. He glanced at the elated Nymph as she walked beside him. *Is Neysa just trying to correct her speech so that she doesn't refer to herself as 'this one', or is her personality evolving like yours did?*

*A little of both. Every time Neysa corrects herself is her trying to please you; the times she subconsciously refers to herself as 'I' or 'me' is when her new sense of identity is asserting itself.*

He smiled and shook his head. *That's actually the opposite to what I assumed.*

*She's developing quickly, John... much faster than I expected.*

*I think I know why,* he said sombrely. *You see, I've known this adorable Nymph for a really long time and I think she's secretly been training me how to take care of her sisters.*

Jade's laughter radiated affection. *You sound just like Alyssa when she's joking.*

*Maybe she was right? Perhaps you're all rubbing off on me.*

John tapped the button next to the double doors at the end of the corridor and steamy air wafted through as they opened. He entered the Lagoon and saw a trio of Nymphs sitting on the golden sands by the water's edge. Neysa caught John by surprise with a passionate goodbye kiss, then she glided gracefully down the ramp to join her sisters. Two of the green-skinned beauties rushed to meet her, cooing over her new catgirl form, but the third turned to give him a lovely smile.

*Thank you so much for doing this for them, John. I can't tell you how much it means to me,* Jade said earnestly. She blew him a kiss, then joined her sisters in celebrating with Neysa.

John leaned against the door and smiled as he watched their joyful reunion. *You're very welcome. Where's Leylira by the way?*

*Across the Bridge...*

He looked over to the other side of the Lagoon and saw the tiger-striped Nymph watching him from the doorway opposite. When she saw him look her way, she turned and sauntered into the Observatory, giving him a smouldering glance over her shoulder.

*I'm glad I had an early lunch,* he noted wryly as he strolled across the Bridge. *I think I'm going to need the energy.*

*You have eclectic tastes, Master. Leylira is quite a handful...*