Three Square Meals Ch. 083

"I like that one," Tashana murmured, as Dana glided out of the fitting rooms in a long black dress with slashes down the side. Irillith nodded her approval, as the redhead modelled the dress for them, adding, "I agree, that dress is lovely."

Alyssa's melodic laugh filled the boutique as she smiled at the twins. "You girls and your long dresses," she said affectionately. "You've both got spectacular legs, you should show them off!"

*Are you girls having fun?* John asked, his voice reverberating through her mind.

*You'd hate every minute of it, but we're having a great time,* Alyssa replied with a telepathic smile.

She could feel his amusement over the bond as he replied, *So are we.*

Listening to his thoughts she pictured the scene. Calara was lying on the long chair beside him, her head in his lap, gazing up at him as he stroked her hair. She had a blissful expression on her face as Penelope knelt beside her, feeding her peeled grapes.

*I thought we were the ones supposed to spoil you? I'm not sure you've fully understood how the Progenitor gig is supposed to work,* Alyssa teased him.

*She's a good girl, she deserves a little pampering,* John replied, returning the Latina's smile.

Alyssa smirked as she read both of their thoughts about their charming hostess. *Penelope's a pretty one. Have we got room for a tour guide on the Invictus' crew roster?* she teased him.

*Have fun shopping, you little vixen. We'll see you back on the ship in a few hours,* John replied, refusing to rise to the bait, both figuratively and literally.

***

It was nearly six that evening by the time the Raptor landed in the Invictus' Secondary Hangar. John might have artfully dodged the shopping trip, but that didn't save him from being recruited as a pack mule to help carry the mountain of bags.

"You made a good effort, but I don't think you managed to buy all the clothes on Terra," John remarked dryly as he staggered into the walk-in-wardrobe and dropped all her luggage with an exaggerated sigh of relief. "It's possible you missed one or two items."

Alyssa smiled at him as she gestured to an empty space further into the wardrobe by some of the vacant clothes rails. Dozens more of her shopping bags floated past John as they followed her telekinetic commands, before descending into neatly-ordered rows. A separate set levitated over to land by the dozens of compartments for her shoes.

"It's hard work looking good for you all the time," Alyssa purred. "We spend lots of time in deep space and we wouldn't want you getting bored."

"I don't think there's any danger of that," John said with a grin, walking over to join her.

She pulled a long red dress out of the closest bag and held it up for him to see. "I didn't forget your penchant for evening wear," the blonde said indulgently. "Don't worry, all the clothes we bought are made from very stretchable fabrics."

John nodded, his expression sombre as he reached out to stroke her tummy. "That's very important."

Alyssa gave him a sly look as she slid a hand across the front of his trousers before lowering her fingers to cup his balls. "You poor boy," she murmured sympathetically feeling the tension in his bulging quad. "You've made a lot. It must have been hard having Penelope on her knees in front of you for most of the afternoon."

He groaned as he nodded; the afternoon had been fraught with sexual tension. Their pretty assistant had occasionally shot him furtive glances as she had doted on Calara, fully aware of the compromising position she was in when she leaned forward, giving him a spectacular view of her luscious cleavage.

The blonde teenager unzipped the fly of his trousers and slipped her slender fingers inside to gently massage his taut sack, her thrilling touch gentle and caring. Her cerulean eyes twinkled as she asked him, "How would you like to empty your quad? You're welcome to take out your frustrations on me, then I'll happily feed the girls for you. Alternatively, we could go for a group effort instead -- I'm sure Jade would be more than willing."

"I'll save you for later," John grunted, as she tenderly massaged his heavy orbs. "I think some team building would be good."

She gave him an accommodating smile. "They're all on their way. Don't worry, we'll soon have all that delicious cum right where it belongs."

With that she carefully removed her hand and began to undress, maintaining eye contact with him all the while. When she was completely nude, she deftly undressed him too, a promise of sweet and blissful release in her knowing gaze. Taking his hand, she led him out into the bedroom, where the rest of the girls were already waiting for them. Jade sat demurely on the end of the bed, while the other six knelt on the floor in a close semi-circle in front of her.

There was a tight space in the middle and Alyssa turned to give him a passionate kiss before she glided over to kneel between Calara and Sakura. The twins were on the right, while Rachel and Dana were on the left.

"Thank you for choosing me for this, Master," Jade purred, her cat-like pupils already wide with lust. She beckoned him over and added, "Why don't you let my lovely kittens prepare you?"

He walked over to stand beside her and the girls all moved in a masterpiece of synchronised motion as they responded to his cock presented to them. Alyssa engulfed his head in her mouth, while the girls beside her ducked low to lap at his balls. That left room for first Dana and Irillith, then Rachel and Tashana to lather his shaft with their tongues, getting him slick and wet.

John let out a low groan at the flood of sensations, watching in amazement. It didn't take them long to have him glistening in saliva and they pulled back to assume their earlier positions. Sitting up proudly with their hands clasped in their laps, their firm breasts were presented to him in a mouth-watering display.

"You all look phenomenal," he said, shaking his head with wonder, receiving grateful smiles and looks of lust in return.

Jade guided him back a step to sit on the bed, then nimbly straddled him, facing towards the kneeling girls. "Lift me onto your cock whenever it pleases you, Master," she murmured to him, flicking her hair out of the way so she could glance at him alluringly over her shoulder.

He wasted no time in doing what she asked, skilfully aligning himself with her dark-green star and then letting her weight sink her down his shaft. The Nymph relaxed as her rippling depths swallowed inch after inch until her firm cheeks were sitting flush with his groin.

"How does that feel, little Nymph?" he asked over her shoulder, kissing her neck.

She tilted her head back to gaze reverently into his eyes and whispered, "I only feel complete when you're inside me..."

They shared a tender kiss, her cool lips heating up as she became more aroused. Her lustrous dark-green skin began to warm as well and he wrapped his arms around her to savour that flush of lust. Flickering movement caught his eye and seven snaking tendrils undulated towards the waiting girls. Sakura let out an excited moan, which brought smiles to the other beautiful faces. His attention was on Tashana though, checking to make she wasn't unsettled by anything that was happening. Her violet eyes locked with his and he could see a clear spark of gratitude in that answering gaze, acknowledging his concern for her.

Tashana was the first to open her mouth in invitation, showing him that she was more than happy to be a part of this innovative team-building activity. Jade's tentacocks eased closer, as if waiting for all the girls to open their mouths obediently before approaching any more. When all seven girls were ready, the dark-green tentacles eased forward, then brushed their lips in a gentle oval.

John groaned as he felt that touch on his deeply embedded cock, replicated exactly by Jade's unique physiology. He could even feel the deliciously wet touch of seven tongues darting out to flick over the tip as if urging them deeper. Then the blunt heads of those replica cocks were sliding into hot, tight little mouths, gliding deeper over velvety tongues and nudging the back of seven throats.

His eyes rolled back at the overwhelming wave of sensation, clinging tightly onto Jade to avoid toppling over.

"I'll take good care of you now, Master," she said, her tone confident and seductive.

Then the girls started sucking, as Jade's appendages plunged into pliant throats and John cried out at the feeling of delicious penetration. The Nymph sat motionless in his lap, just purring deep in her throat as she massaged him with her rippling internal muscles. The rest of the world faded away and all that existed was her glorious body, and the intoxicating view of seven sets of eyes gazing at him with a fierce hunger.

He'd fed hundreds of Maliri with Jade in very similar circumstances, but that was so different to this. The girls kneeling before him now he knew intimately, as both lovers and friends. It almost felt like he could feel the connection between them all, just as they were physically connected by the Nymph on his lap. Arching his back, he cried out in ecstasy. Cum raced up his shaft and into Jade's body, where she siphoned it to the seven hungry mouths intent on sucking out every last drop.

His quad was more than willing to provide, unloading its sweet-tasting cargo down slender throats. Through the blissful haze, he was aware of the girls lighting up in the mental compartments in his mind, the images of them glowing a brilliant white as he re-established an active connection with them all. That was all he was able to recollect before he collapsed back on the bed in a daze, having climaxed into insensibility.

When his eyes fluttered open some unknown time later, he gazed up at Jade and Alyssa's smiling faces, aware of more bodies pressed against him.

"We've never made you cum so hard that you've passed out before!" Alyssa exclaimed, looking positively ecstatic.

Jade ran her warm fingers through his hair, casting flickering viridian lights across the room from her pulsing body. "Our connection has deepened since we last tried that, Master," the Nymph said with concern. "I'm deeply sorry for overwhelming you like that."

He let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Honey, you've got nothing to apologise for!" He glanced down his body and saw six more sets of eyes looking across his chest at him, where the girls either lay next to him on the bed, or knelt at the end. "Thank you, that was almost... spiritual."

Rachel laughed in delight. "You mean we made you cum so hard you found enlightenment?"

He struggled to sit up, sharing a grin with them. "It felt different, we were all more connected... I can't explain it."

"I can," Dana said, her expression uncharacteristically serious. She suddenly grinned, "You came your brains out!"

He laughed along with them. "Yeah that probably explains it." Glancing at the ship's chronometer he saw it was now nearly seven in the evening. "We better get ready."

"Not quite yet," Alyssa said with a playful tone to her voice.

She glanced at the girls and they uncoiled themselves from around him before standing in a neat row at the end of the bed, heads held high. With a start, John realised they were standing in the sequence they'd joined him, matching the mental compartments in his mind. Alyssa rose gracefully from the bed to stand at the start of the line beside Calara. John went over to conduct his inspection, looking into each of their eyes as his fingers traced over one slim, cum-filled stomach after another. He couldn't deny the thrill of satisfaction it sent through his body, as he caressed his way along the line of identically positioned girls.

When he reached Tashana at the end, she smiled at him, then leaned in to give him a tender kiss. "Thank you for checking on me earlier. I really appreciated it."

"Was that all okay?" he asked, brushing his fingers over her belly.

She smiled and nodded, then paused for a moment, a flicker of a frown on her lips. "Actually, you were buried so far down my throat when you came, I didn't get to taste you."

Jade leaned forward to give her an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. I'll remember that for you and Irillith next time."

John went weak at the knees at the thought, while the girls laughed at his dopey grin. "Alright, we better get moving. We'll meet back here when we're all ready." The group dispersed to change, each girl giving him a fleeting kiss before she departed.

Alyssa was already wearing most of her white Lioness uniform when he joined her in the walk-in-wardrobe. Tugging on her black, high-heeled boots, she began buttoning up her close-fitting jacket while smiling at him as he watched her. After fastening the gold belt around her waist, she reached into one of the shelves of her wardrobe and pulled out a hard-backed case. Flipping it open, she turned to show him what was inside.

There was a gold medal nestled amongst the black velvet, a regal lion roaring defiantly at a sinister-looking dragon that was coiled to strike.

"Your Lion Defender medal," John said, running his fingers over its hard, metallic surface.

She smiled at him and glanced down at the golden disc. "It's a shame Rachel isn't there on the medal, the Lion valiantly protecting her against that Kintark Royal Guard."

John took out the medal and clipped it onto her impressive chest. "You look incredible in that uniform," he told her with a smile. "Maybe we should get medals made up for each of the girls we've rescued?"

Alyssa glanced down at her pert bust with an appraising eye. "I've still got plenty of room there..."

He laughed and slid the medal case back into her wardrobe.

She grinned at him, then nodded towards his white uniform on the clothing rails. "I'll help you get dressed."

John pulled on his white trousers and tucked them into his black boots, then watched her with a smile as she concentrated on buttoning up his formal dress-shirt. Her nimble fingers were quick and agile, moving from one to the next as she went up the row. He shrugged on his long white jacket next and Alyssa folded the material over his chest before buttoning it up on the right-hand side.

"It's lucky we didn't defeat the Kintark in the Rattus system," she said, running her fingers over the proud golden beast emblazoned on his chest.

He nodded, wincing at the very idea. "The Rat of the Federation... It doesn't quite have the same ring to it." He handed her his own medal case. "Would you do the honours?"

She flipped the lid up of the substantially larger case, and started clipping on his three Novaburst medals, each one a stylised supernova with a single pointed flare. She attached his Lion Defender medal next, then came to the last one in the case. Scooping out the golden sword backed by three stars, she attached the Stellar Cluster to his chest.

"You've never talked to me about the battle where you won that medal," she murmured, glancing into his eyes. "I'm glad you started to open up about it with Dana."

"She catches me off guard when she's quiet and sympathetic like that," he admitted with a self-conscious smile.

Tilting her head up, Alyssa kissed the tip of his nose, then smiled with satisfaction. "Well done, Sparks." She picked up the white peaked hat and placed it squarely on his head, shifting it slightly so that the golden Terran Federation insignia on its peak was dead-centre. "There, all done."

He offered her his arm and they walked out together, to find the rest of the crew gathered in the bedroom waiting for them. Dana, Rachel, Sakura, and Jade were all in identical uniforms to Alyssa, with Calara wearing the slightly more demure variation that Alyssa had designed for her. Irillith and Tashana were fully geared in Paragon Armour, cradling Punisher rifles in their arms.

"Your Command Crew and honour guard ready for inspection, Admiral," Calara said, snapping him a sharp salute, her fingertips touching the brim of her peaked hat.

"Thank you, Commander," he replied, returning her respectful salute and walking over to join her.

He glanced down at her eagle insignia denoting her rank and her own Nova Burst medal clipped next to her Lion Defender medal on her chest. To have achieved that rank and won such medals at her young age was truly remarkable... He barely managed to suppress the hint of a proud smile on his face as he thought about the upcoming Award Ceremony. To cover his accidental slip, he reached out to gently stroke her stomach. "You look perfect. All ready to be admired by billions..."

She couldn't feel his touch through the material of the jacket, although what he was referring to was obvious. She blushed furiously, but her eyes smouldered when she met his gaze.

Looking over the rest of the girls, he nodded, sharing smiles with each of them. "You all look incredible, ladies. The Terran Federation will be left reeling!"

He offered Calara and Alyssa an arm each and they flanked him as they left the bedroom, walking down the corridor to the grav-tube.

The Latina glanced at Alyssa, then her eyes widened as she exclaimed, "With the way you've designed these uniforms, you made me look like I'm second-in-command!"

Alyssa winked at her and gave her a teasing smile. "Maybe I got tired of being the domineering Matriarch all the time? Perhaps I wanted to try being submissive with my beautiful girlfriend for a change?" She glanced over her shoulder at the Asian girl behind her. "Switching can be fun, right Sakura?"

Sakura coughed, reddening with embarrassment.

"You're so naughty," Calara admonished Alyssa, giving the raven-haired girl behind them a sympathetic smile.

Alyssa snapped her a sharp salute and replied with a mischievous grin, "My apologies, Commander. Should I expect a stern reprimand later?"

The Latina laughed then smiled at her affectionately.

John was sure he knew the real reason behind Alyssa's quite deliberate choice of uniform design, she was far too clever for it to have been an accident. *That was very thoughtful,* he said via telepathy, glancing her way and making eye contact as they stepped into the red anti-gravity field.

*The two of you love all this military stuff, whereas I just like dressing up for you. Calara's family will be watching this ceremony and they'll treasure seeing their little Callie receiving her accolades. She needed a more respectable uniform and if it also makes it seem like she's Executive Officer to the Lion, I'm happy to play along,* Alyssa replied, her eyes tender as she glanced at her girlfriend.

*As I said, very thoughtful,* John replied, moving his arm around her and giving her a loving squeeze.

They walked out into the corridor on Deck Nine then strolled into the Hangar Bay. They could see Faye up in the cockpit of the Raptor and she waved to them as they made their way to the gunship. She was waiting for them by the Pilot's Chair, when they stepped out of the grav-tube and into the Raptor's cockpit, a bright smile on her face.

"I followed the instructions Admiral Harris provided and brought the Invictus into position in low orbit. We just have a couple of minutes to wait, then I can begin our final descent," she explained carefully.

"You should be coming with us for this," John said, glancing at her white uniform and nodding his approval. When Faye opened her mouth to speak, he quickly continued, "I understand your reasoning for why you aren't attending. Your concern and consideration for Nexus' victims just makes me respect you all the more. On behalf of myself and all the people you've saved: Thank you, Faye. You're a remarkable girl and I'm proud to have you as part of my crew."

She bit her lower lip and her eyes welled up with sparkling digital tears. "I just-..." her voice broke and she turned away.